what redoubled confidence may I now repeat these assurances! Since I first ventured them, the prospect in our political firmament has daily brightened-Parliament has answered the call of the people; it has extended its wings over them for protection; twopenny blasphemy and sedition have been suppressed; itinerating orators and their strolling banditti have been ‹ exterminated ; ~ the apostles of assassination have been gagged; the bloody emblems of anarchy have been proscribed; delegates have been seized over their maps of insurrection; and Radicalism, which is a synonym with Jacobinism, in the fullest acceptation of the word, has been stunned and astounded in mid career.

In cheering, however, the faint-hearted, we must not be supposed to decry that vigilance which has chiefly put it in our power to assure them their alarms are unfounded; much yet remains to be guarded against, much to be consummated. Places, professedly hired for religious worship, are yet open to demagogues, who hold up the names of Cobbett, Wooler, and Hunt, as worthy of admiration,-where one of our venerable Archbishops was vilified by being compared with some hireling pugilist of black

leg notoriety; and the year 1822, when the night and day are equal," prophesied as the time when the sword should go through the land, and smite those we are wont to regard as its chiefest stay and its noblest boast. Such places and such scenes may not be numerous, but that they exist the authentic detail above given indisputably proves. The orgies just described were celebrated in a sty of sedition, ostentatiously denominated a chapel, which still exists in a certain part of Lambeth. Surely the Magistracy could take away the licence of a religious house, the moment it is converted into a revolutionary Forum,

But to return to the exhilarating part of our prospect; within the last six weeks commerce has considerably improved, and continues to give steady promise of a gradual recovery. The moral stamina of the people has been tried, and found worthy, in the most stupendous and unanimous efforts, both of individual and combined magnificence, to arrest the torrent of infidelity. Never since the world began was such an array of talent marshalled and marched in a given time against the inroads of blasphemy and atheism.

Charity, too, which in England is endowed with an ubiquity of active operation, has redoubled its kindly exertions; and whether in Man chester, forgetting and forgiving the savage outrages it has encountered; or in the Metropolis, or at Liverpool, or in Scotland, or in every hamlet and village near which wealth resides, it has equally and ardently toiled to alleviate the wants and distresses of suffering humanity. The prayers of grateful poverty will ever prevail against the machinations of ferocious discontent; and while England is the land of philanthropy, she will continue the pride and prop of the nations. Whatever a gloomy, groundless despair may forebode, I hail in the overflowings of national beneficence the surest pledge of national stability; I call it national, since it characterises not only British philanthropy thro' every gradation of individuality, but because its rays are concentrated and condensed in the Representative Assembly of the Nation ; because Royalty is both its exemplar and patron, and because the powers that be, are daily labouring to make its influence commensurate with the extensiveness of its commiseration.

With such a glorious view of the develope ment of our moral energies, the trepidations of fear, or the forebodings of a morbid melancholy, are at hopeless variance. Our intelligence has embodied in defence of our laws and our religion; it is hourly combating sedition and infidelity, and by its repeated triumphs has paralysed and crippled that levelling system which it will, I trust, finally and for ever banish from the earth.

LETTER XV.

TO THE SAME.

January 22, 1820.

SIR,

MR. Cobbett has asked the public for 50007. On my honour he has!-The Edinburgh Review has taken Mr. Lambton under its wing,

nd he peeps forth between its feathers with all the simplicity of a callow chick.-The Morning Chronicle has discovered that "in the old world all is rottenness, apathy, and discontent, while in the new, freedom of a rational kind flourishes and extends."-The accouchement of Margery, my coachman's wife, took place last night, about ten minutes before eleven o'clock. All this is news; all is equally momentous.

I should strongly recommend to this resurrection man, turned beggar, a few decoy ducks to aid and hasten the spirit of contribution. They might be such as Sir F. Burdett, a few patriots