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June 4, 1859
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[June 4, 1859.
POLITICAL PROSPECTS.
Ragged Capitalist to Ditto. " The War can't last, Sir ; France and
Austria haven't the means ; they must come to us for Money
before long."
PARTICULARS OE THE EUSSELLO-PALMEE-
STONIAN ALLIANCE.
(From the Morning Advertiser.)
We are happy to be able to give, exclusively, the particulars of the
last interview between the noble leaders of the Opposition party—we
mean, of course, Lord Palmers ton and Lord John Russell ; and
we are equally delighted to be permitted to add, that the discord
supposed to exist between those two noble lords will not longer inter-
fere with their acting in concert for the benefit of the country. The
great difficulty was, to get the two noblemen to meet in any place
where discussion was possible. It would not have been hard for them
for there is a forest in Richmond Park; it was formerly the site of the
palace of one of our kings; and many of the pleasing verses which
have from time to time been written for this Journal were composed
in some of the excellent hostelries at Richmond—but this is a digres-
sion, which may be pardoned). _ To invite Lord Palmerston to come
to Lord John's house, which is called Pembroke Lodge, on account
of the number of Pembroke tables in it, would have been impossible.
But, as we have said, a lady's wit made all serene, to adopt the popular
phrase. We believe that to Lady John Russell may be attributed
the merit of the suggestion, made on coming out of the Opera, that the
scenery from the balcony of the Star and Garter (a happy name for the
hotel—Hail, Star of Brunswick! and so on) was now very charming in
the viridity of spring • and that the pleasant thing was to order dinner,
stroll in the park while it was preparing, and then return to the repast
and the view. With the exquisite finesse of highly-cultivated woman-
hood, the Lady Palmerston apprehended the meaning of the hint, and
asked which day was the best, when there were fewest of the London
club men and the rest of the lower orders hanging about and staring.
Lady John thought Wednesday a good day, being one of the London
dining-out days; and the distinguished ladies entered their respective
carriages.
By a curious coincidence, about ten minutes past six on Wednesday-
evening last, Lord and Lady Palmerston were seen traversing the
green sod of Richmond Park, when they suddenly came upon Lord and
Lady John Russell, and mutual well-bred surprise was manifested,
which we may inform our readers is called embonpong, or good taste.
The distinguished party strolled along, and fortunately came towards
the spot where our reporter, to whom a hint had been given, lay hidden
in one of the iron tubular drains which intersect the Park. Prom the
carelessly colloquial tone of the two statesmen, and from the difficulty
which our reporter had in keeping some frogs and toads, whose
residence he had invaded, from hopping into his ears, he could but
imperfectly gather what was said. But he distinctly heard Lord John
Russell suggest to his noble friend to take a peerage, to which pro-
posal the late Premier responded with an allusion to a party who had
taken a name from his habit of constant perambulation. Some laughter
followed, and then some talk in a lower key, of which our reporter
could only catch, " Lead of the House; they won't stand your
chaffing ! " Some kind of arrangement was come to, and Lord Pal-
merston said, " Jot down the sort of motion, and send it to me; and
Gibson shall see Bright." The conversation seemed to flag, when
one of the ladies—they appeared to have withdrawn a little distance—
playfully exclaimed, " Well, are Her Majesty's Ministers ready for
their dinner ? " A general laugh followed, and Lord John was heard
to say, " Talk of that on Tuesday sen'night." The whole party then
retired, and our reporter, extricating himself from the pipe-drain,
hastened to the Star and Garter, but was refused all information,
except that he had better be off. We have, however, stated enough to
show that the good and true men of England will not long be left
without patriotic leadership; and we would conclude by hoping that
the Richmond statesmen will ere long seize the reins of power, for, in
the inspired language of the Bard of Avon,
<; Richmond is on the seize, my Lord."
An Army that takes Everything.
If the marauding exploits that are reported of the Austrians in
to have"merarJcMenta%aFthe same dinner-party or" soir'ee /but "our | Lombardy be true—paying for nothing, and helping themselves to
readers, though not accustomed, like ourselves, to the highest society, | everything—we should say that Austria could boast of the largest
Rifle Corps in the world. So perfect is every Austrian apparently as
a Rifleman that he is sure to take off everything he aims at, and when
may take it from us, that it is not usual for statesmen to begin debating
political topics from the two ends of a dinner-t able, or in the laby-
rinthine mazes of the Lancers (a species of quadrille dance, in which
Lord Palmerston is a proficient, but which Lord J. Russell sadly
bungles); and therefore the object could not thus be accomplished.
It was then thought that the two distinguished individuals might meet
at the Exhibition, and that in the gloomy and solitary cell in which the
statuary is placed the necessary interview might have occurred. But
Lord John Russell had been at the private view, and from econo-
mical motives, which do him the highest honour and promise well for
our finances, declined to lay out a shilling in procuring admission;
while, we need hardly say, the high spirit of the true British noble-
man iorbad any one's venturing to advance the money for him. To a
meeting at the Zoological Gardens, on Sunday last, Lord Palmerston
raised the objection, that it was well known that he never counte-
nanced far less bore part in, any political business transacted on the
Sabbath. At the last moment, when the destinies of England seemed
trembling in the balance of Fortune, feminine wit, as usual, interposed
and solved the problem. Lord John Russell's residence is in the
delightful park of Richmond (not the Richmond in Yorkshire, but the
enchanting place in Surrey, which Pope perhaps had in his eye when he
wrote—
" Thy forests, Windsor, and thy green retreats,
At once the monarch's and the muse's seats
lis great aim seems to be plunder, we need not say what an unerring
hand he is generally at it.
children must be paid for.
" C'est le premier Pa qui coute "—
Gammon! " C'est le premier Fils."
[loung Paterfamilias—apropos of a first experience of the bills on
account of " dear baby."
The Horse for our Money.
Mr. Punch, to show Lord Derby its good points, trots out
" Neutrality," the country's favourite.
Mr. Punch loq: There, my Lord! that's the horse for you to_ stand
upon! He's safe to pull you through, if you will but stick to him!
Invite my lays;" 1 " Venice, vidi, viei.'
Cjesar the Second.—Prince Napoleon is to be sent to the
blockade of Venice, so as to give him an opportunity of writing home
[June 4, 1859.
POLITICAL PROSPECTS.
Ragged Capitalist to Ditto. " The War can't last, Sir ; France and
Austria haven't the means ; they must come to us for Money
before long."
PARTICULARS OE THE EUSSELLO-PALMEE-
STONIAN ALLIANCE.
(From the Morning Advertiser.)
We are happy to be able to give, exclusively, the particulars of the
last interview between the noble leaders of the Opposition party—we
mean, of course, Lord Palmers ton and Lord John Russell ; and
we are equally delighted to be permitted to add, that the discord
supposed to exist between those two noble lords will not longer inter-
fere with their acting in concert for the benefit of the country. The
great difficulty was, to get the two noblemen to meet in any place
where discussion was possible. It would not have been hard for them
for there is a forest in Richmond Park; it was formerly the site of the
palace of one of our kings; and many of the pleasing verses which
have from time to time been written for this Journal were composed
in some of the excellent hostelries at Richmond—but this is a digres-
sion, which may be pardoned). _ To invite Lord Palmerston to come
to Lord John's house, which is called Pembroke Lodge, on account
of the number of Pembroke tables in it, would have been impossible.
But, as we have said, a lady's wit made all serene, to adopt the popular
phrase. We believe that to Lady John Russell may be attributed
the merit of the suggestion, made on coming out of the Opera, that the
scenery from the balcony of the Star and Garter (a happy name for the
hotel—Hail, Star of Brunswick! and so on) was now very charming in
the viridity of spring • and that the pleasant thing was to order dinner,
stroll in the park while it was preparing, and then return to the repast
and the view. With the exquisite finesse of highly-cultivated woman-
hood, the Lady Palmerston apprehended the meaning of the hint, and
asked which day was the best, when there were fewest of the London
club men and the rest of the lower orders hanging about and staring.
Lady John thought Wednesday a good day, being one of the London
dining-out days; and the distinguished ladies entered their respective
carriages.
By a curious coincidence, about ten minutes past six on Wednesday-
evening last, Lord and Lady Palmerston were seen traversing the
green sod of Richmond Park, when they suddenly came upon Lord and
Lady John Russell, and mutual well-bred surprise was manifested,
which we may inform our readers is called embonpong, or good taste.
The distinguished party strolled along, and fortunately came towards
the spot where our reporter, to whom a hint had been given, lay hidden
in one of the iron tubular drains which intersect the Park. Prom the
carelessly colloquial tone of the two statesmen, and from the difficulty
which our reporter had in keeping some frogs and toads, whose
residence he had invaded, from hopping into his ears, he could but
imperfectly gather what was said. But he distinctly heard Lord John
Russell suggest to his noble friend to take a peerage, to which pro-
posal the late Premier responded with an allusion to a party who had
taken a name from his habit of constant perambulation. Some laughter
followed, and then some talk in a lower key, of which our reporter
could only catch, " Lead of the House; they won't stand your
chaffing ! " Some kind of arrangement was come to, and Lord Pal-
merston said, " Jot down the sort of motion, and send it to me; and
Gibson shall see Bright." The conversation seemed to flag, when
one of the ladies—they appeared to have withdrawn a little distance—
playfully exclaimed, " Well, are Her Majesty's Ministers ready for
their dinner ? " A general laugh followed, and Lord John was heard
to say, " Talk of that on Tuesday sen'night." The whole party then
retired, and our reporter, extricating himself from the pipe-drain,
hastened to the Star and Garter, but was refused all information,
except that he had better be off. We have, however, stated enough to
show that the good and true men of England will not long be left
without patriotic leadership; and we would conclude by hoping that
the Richmond statesmen will ere long seize the reins of power, for, in
the inspired language of the Bard of Avon,
<; Richmond is on the seize, my Lord."
An Army that takes Everything.
If the marauding exploits that are reported of the Austrians in
to have"merarJcMenta%aFthe same dinner-party or" soir'ee /but "our | Lombardy be true—paying for nothing, and helping themselves to
readers, though not accustomed, like ourselves, to the highest society, | everything—we should say that Austria could boast of the largest
Rifle Corps in the world. So perfect is every Austrian apparently as
a Rifleman that he is sure to take off everything he aims at, and when
may take it from us, that it is not usual for statesmen to begin debating
political topics from the two ends of a dinner-t able, or in the laby-
rinthine mazes of the Lancers (a species of quadrille dance, in which
Lord Palmerston is a proficient, but which Lord J. Russell sadly
bungles); and therefore the object could not thus be accomplished.
It was then thought that the two distinguished individuals might meet
at the Exhibition, and that in the gloomy and solitary cell in which the
statuary is placed the necessary interview might have occurred. But
Lord John Russell had been at the private view, and from econo-
mical motives, which do him the highest honour and promise well for
our finances, declined to lay out a shilling in procuring admission;
while, we need hardly say, the high spirit of the true British noble-
man iorbad any one's venturing to advance the money for him. To a
meeting at the Zoological Gardens, on Sunday last, Lord Palmerston
raised the objection, that it was well known that he never counte-
nanced far less bore part in, any political business transacted on the
Sabbath. At the last moment, when the destinies of England seemed
trembling in the balance of Fortune, feminine wit, as usual, interposed
and solved the problem. Lord John Russell's residence is in the
delightful park of Richmond (not the Richmond in Yorkshire, but the
enchanting place in Surrey, which Pope perhaps had in his eye when he
wrote—
" Thy forests, Windsor, and thy green retreats,
At once the monarch's and the muse's seats
lis great aim seems to be plunder, we need not say what an unerring
hand he is generally at it.
children must be paid for.
" C'est le premier Pa qui coute "—
Gammon! " C'est le premier Fils."
[loung Paterfamilias—apropos of a first experience of the bills on
account of " dear baby."
The Horse for our Money.
Mr. Punch, to show Lord Derby its good points, trots out
" Neutrality," the country's favourite.
Mr. Punch loq: There, my Lord! that's the horse for you to_ stand
upon! He's safe to pull you through, if you will but stick to him!
Invite my lays;" 1 " Venice, vidi, viei.'
Cjesar the Second.—Prince Napoleon is to be sent to the
blockade of Venice, so as to give him an opportunity of writing home