are likely to do-all the mischief they possibly can, to the country which gave them birth.-Bajazet's depilatory is strongly recommended for the removal of superfluous hairs Pheasants and black game on the low grounds in the vicinity of the Brazils, where the Prince Regent of Portugal is now employed in contriving-accommodation for persons whose circumstances require temporary retirement, whose honor and secresy may be depended on. The Talents and the Virtues of our present Ministers are as undeniable, as theperpetual cries of "Off, off; turn 'em out," and no sooner were the words, "This is all as it should be," pronounced, than they were answered with shouts of "I'll be d-d if we think so," The Burdett party may have recourse to scandal and double entendre,

but what is their feeble show of opposition to the show of sheep last Tuesday -when the buyers were fleeced of all their ill-acquired gains, and might have exclaimed with Gil Blassic vos non vobis," &c.—for according to the old saying," they went out to look for wool, and came home shorn".

Swan Tavern, near St. Martin's-lane.

To the Editor of the Morning-Chronicle.

SIB,

I have, for a long time, suffered greatly by the injustice of mankind crimes and follies have been alleged against me by the very persons. who asserted my innocence and my wisdom; and the reward of approbation has been withheld by those who, in the same breath, have confessed that my conduct was meritorious. Permit me humbly to state a few of the grievances I have thus far patiently endured; and while you, Sir, cannot fail to observe the strange and ludicrous perplexity in which those who make free with my name, are constantly involved, you will, I am convinced, feel disposed to allow that I am an object of compassion, and, at least, do me the favour to represent my case to the public, by giving this

address a place in one of the columns of your valuable journal.

So various are the charges brought against me, and so numerous the instances of neglect and malignity I have experienced, that I must resign all idea of methodical arrangement in drawing up this appeal, and rely on your candour to forgive the confused and desultory air which my letter must necessarily assume. Without farther preface I proceed to inform you that I stand accused:

Of being in the secrets of Bonaparte, and of knowing what he will

do next.

Of admiring the style and

sentiments of the Courier, and MorningPost; and the Poetry of Mr. Dimond of Bath, &c.

Of believing that the Duke

de Cadore did write what has been

published in his name.

Of thinking that Bank of

England Notes are not depreciated in

value.

Of wishing the ruin of this

great and energetic nation; and victory

to her enemies.

Of having personal acquaint

ance with the Devil, and a violent desire to go to him.

Of reading every thing

written by Charlotte Dacres, Lord Valentia, Mister Thomas Hope, the Archdeacon of Sarum, Joanna Southcote, Sir Richard Phillips, and Mr. W. Spenser.