agree with the numerous pamphlets already written on your Lordship's side of the question.

"I have the honour to be,

"With the greatest respect,
"My Lord,

"Your Lordship's most obliged,

"Most obedient and most humble servant.

Finis.

"JOHN GIBSON."

Printed by WISE and SON, LITTLE Britain.

This work produces several answers, one of which will serve as a specimen of the rest. GABSON'S ANSWER TO GIBSON. On Friday the twenty-seventh instant, was published An Answer to the Enquiry of John Gibson Esquire, by Thomas Gabson, Esquire. Respondere paratus. VIRG. Foolscap octavo, price one halfpenny. On common paper, one farthing. (See how cheap we should get them.)

GABSON on GIBSON," An Answer to the Work entitled, An Enquiry into the Present State of Affairs, &c., in which the Author's Mistakes on the subject of our Foreign Policy are pointed out; together with Remarks on the Observations on Bullion and the Corn Laws, in which the whole of that question is settled; and an Examination of the Proposition respecting an Amelioration of the Condition, &c.; the whole interspersed with Considerations on the Style fit for Political Investigations, and an Attempt to reduce them to Practice. By an Eye-Witness." Respondere paratus.

London:

Virgil.

Printed for WILLIAM LONG, SHORT'S GARDENS, LONG ACRE.

"Sir,

1825.

"An Answer to the Work entitled An Enquiry,

&c. &c. &c.

To the Author of the Enquiry.

"Among the various vicissitudes of the human race-In a

word, Sir, you are altogether in the wrong.

"I am, Sir,

"With great respect,

"Your most obedient humble servant, THOMAS GABSON.

Finis.

Printed by SMALL and Sons, Westminster.

Gibson's Reply to Gabson. Crown octavo, price one halfpenny. On Saturday the 28th instant, was published the above gentleman's refutation of the above gentleman, in a pamphlet entitled "Reply to a Pamphlet entitled, an Answer to the Work entitled, " An Enquiry, &c. GIBSON ON GABSON.-Reply to a pamphlet entitled, an answer to the Work entitled, "An Enquiry into the Present State of Affairs; being a Refutation of the Charges of Mistake on the subject of Foreign Policy,

&c. together with an Overthrow of the Remarks on the Observations on Bullion and the Corn Laws, in which the whole of that question is fairly re-stated and put beyond controversy; the whole preceded by an Examination of the Examination of the Consideration on Amelioration; and foilowed by a Criticism on the Author's Propositions respecting style, in which a new System is proposed, and the other proved to be crude and impracticable. In a Letter to the Author. By John Gibson, Esquire, Author of an Enquiry into the Present State

of Affairs.

"Printed for RICHARD HEW, GREEN-STREET, BLACK-FRIARS."

"Sir,

"A Reply to a Pamphlet entitled An Answer,
In a Letter to the Author.

"There are few observations more common.

In short, Sir,

you are altogether mistaken, not to say a little absurd and criminal;

and there is an end of it.

"I am, Sir,

"With the greatest submission, "Your most obliged and obedient humble servant, "JOHN GIBSON,

"Finis.

"Printed by WISE AND SON, LITTLE BRITAIN."

Gabson's Reply to the Reply.

"To JOHN GIBSON, Esquire.

"Sir,

“You're a fool; not to say a knave.

Gibson's rejoinder to Gabson.

“Sir,

"I am, Sir, &c. &c.

"THOMAS GABSON."

"You're a fool, and a knave too; besides being a scoundrel,

beast, devil, thief, and liar.

Article on the above controversy in the Moral Review, or Worthy Magazine.

Art. 1. XX. An Enquiry into the Present State of Affairs, &c. By John Gibson, Esquire.

2. An Answer to the Enquiry, &c. By Thomas Gabson, Esquire. 3. A Reply to the Answer.

4. A Reply to the Reply.

5. A Rejoinder with Reply to the Reply.

"Of all the questions that agitate a reflecting community. But to hasten to the pamphlet before us, and the conclusion of this long

article. Mr. Gibson is a most excellent person, a friend of ours, and quite in the right. Of Mr. Gabson we know nothing but ill, for we know nothing at all, except that he differs with us in opinion, and therefore is undoubtedly a most absurd person, not very moral, and we shrewdly suspect, poor. We have done with him. We are sorry he is not a better man, for he would have been a happier : but that is not our fault. The reader is exhorted to buy only the Reply, which will put him in possession of the whole controversy, and is written in a spirit worthy of the worthy author. Gabson is gross and vulgar. But no more of him.

A Modern Novel.

"Georgiana Villars was a most charming young creature. Montague Danvers was a most interesting young man. They lived in Portmansquare, and fell in love. A misunderstanding arises, not very probable, but extremely necessary. He (with agony of mind) thinks her unworthy. She (with anguish still more exquisite) is too modest to explain. At length chance befriends them. She flies on the wings of love. She is reserved, but does not drive him to despair. A perfidious rival is unmasked; friends are reconciled; parents consent; and Montague leads his Georgiana, a blushing bride, to the altar of Hymen. Thus virtue, &c. while, on the other hand, vice, &c. Finis."

A Romance.

"See novel, with the addition of a ghost, a corridor, or an Italian Marquis."(By the by, an Italian Marquis is the most unromantic of human beings, and not the richest, or highest of rank. But that is in Italy, not in England.)

But the subject of being compendious in poetry has been treated before; and I must say the treatise has been handsomely followed up, the rhymes of several admired productions, particularly of the exotic species, looking as if they designed to render all the rest of the versification superfinous, provided the reader should wish to dispense with it. I could produce delightful specimens; but this might be thought by some mistaken persons invidious; and I fear I have already been a little too critical for the urbane character of this magazine. The reader will allow me to take the taste of criticism out of our mouths, with a Greek epigram. It has nothing to do with our subject; but this will only make it answer its purpose the better.

THE TRUE CUP FOR THE LIP.

From the Greek of Meleager.

Delicious draught! It seem'd as if the wine
Knew that her lovely lips had kiss'd the bowl:
Gods were she lip to lip but under mine,

I'd not take breath till I had drain'd her soul.

THE CANADIAN CHIEFS.

"PRAY, me'm, may I ask you, who know every thing, whether it is really true that the F-s mean to outrage our feelings of female delicacy by bringing down among us those nasty North American savages? -Well-I had hoped, for the credit of the "Our Village," (to borrow the title from the work of an accomplished lady,) that it was not true, me'm.-Why, me'm, I hear they are no better than so many wild-menof-the-woods. It's really shocking to think of introducing them into genteel female society: there's no knowing what may be the consequences. For my part, me'm, I should as soon think of going to one of those horrible prize-fights, as of going to meet the monster? Not that I've been asked, as yet-which, by the by, I take as a very unaccountable slight on the part of Mrs. F- -; for I hear that all the A's are going-young ladies and all; Mr. and Mrs. B; the Cs-the D-s-and I don't know who besides. It's really very rude of Mrs. F—, not to have asked me, at least-though she might be sure that I shouldn't go. I go into the same house (for I hear they actually mean to have them into the house !) with filthy male monsters that paint their faces in streaks, and wear beads instead of breeches! The very idea horrifies me. But Mrs. F― might have asked me, notwithstanding."

"Well, my love, so I find that the Fs are actually going to have those dear delightful savages to dine with them to-morrow. How very romantic! I suppose you are going. Well-I do envy youthat's the truth. Don't you think, my love, you could contrive to smuggle me in, somehow? Do you known I 'd give all the world to be there-nay, I'd give up going to the next assembly !-So I hear the dear creatures rowed themselves all across the Atlantic Ocean in one of their own canoes. How very interesting! But then how very fatigued they must have been !-I wonder whether they 're so very savage. I hope they won't do much mischief. Are not you almost afraid to trust yourself with them, my love ?-How very oddly they must be dressed! for I suppose they are dressed. Well, I should like to be there." "Why, they tell me that the F- -s have invited some wild Indians to dine with them, and that they give a great party in the evening, to meet them. Really, this is what I did not expect of the F-s. But the fact is that people who have been in India themselves, think they may do any thing. Well-I hope they'll give them plenty of dinner -that the company may be in no danger afterwards!--though of course they'll take care to have them properly railed off, to guard against accidents. I confess, if I could be sure that proper precautions had been taken, I should have no objection to let the children go and see them fed; for the 'feeding-time' at Exeter-change is so late that I havn't been able to let them go there, and they 've been teasing me to death all this Easter to let them see something of the kind!"

I suppose, Mr. Editor, your readers will be more than satisfied with these specimens of "Our Village" table talk. I shall therefore spare them any thing more in the shape of conjecture, however apposite or ingenious, and confine the rest of my narration to fact and description. Let them suppose, then, the invitations sent, the preparations made, the eventful day and hour arrived, and the dinner-party (consisting of a select few) met and seated at table; for at table they were seated, notwithstanding the malicious sarcasms just reported. And really the

mere sight of the dinner-table, with the party so seated at it, was sufficiently singular to almost excuse the curiosity that had been previously excited about it. Conceive an elegant dining-room, set out with a table supplied with all modern appointments for a dozen persons, and graced at due intervals with fashionably dressed females-the master and mistress occupying their usual places at the top and bottom-and in short the whole differing in nothing from the usual routine of good society on such occasions, with the sole exception that the male portion of the visitors consisted of four beings more outrageously fantastical and far-fetched in their outward appearance than was ever imagined by a romantic school-boy, after reading Cook's Voyages, or invented by an unromantic manager of a minor theatre in dramatising the same. On the left of the lady of the house sat the "Grand Chief," as he is called, or Captain of the Huron nation-by name Tsawanhonhi; on her right Aharathaha, one of the chiefs of his council, and his principal physician; and opposite to each other, towards the middle of the table, each between two ladies, Tsioni Téacheandahé, chief of the warriors, and Tsoahahissen, another of the council. In figure, each (except the warrior) was above the middle height, and sufficiently stately in deportment; and as all were attired pretty much alike, a description of one may serve for all in this particular. Fancy, then, a head of coal-black and perfectly strait hair, clipped close on the top and over the forehead, like a charity-boy's, but hanging down in strings over the shoulders behind, and in length and thickness, as well as colour, exactly resembling the tail of an undertaker's horse. Beneath this coiffure fancy a face of the colour and texture of Russia leather, where you could distinguish its natural state, but for the most part covered by broad streaks, about a finger's width, of bright red paint, running in a direction of from ear to mouth, and with intervals between each of about their own width-like the skin of a zebra. The only additional ornament to this was a pair of ear-rings of burnished silver, of the shape, and about the size, of the musical instrument called the triangle; and a bunch of detached pieces of the same metal (of about the form and size of the tags that footmen used to wear at their shoulders) dependent from their noses. The neck was entirely open, and each of these personages being about sixty years of age, it presented an appearance not unlike a roll of ancient parchment that had been saved from a fire. Their attire (for they were attired, quite as much as the uninvited lady, whose opinion I have above reported could have wished) consisted, in the upper part, of two woollen vestments, which seemed to have been constructed from some description which the maker had received, of what we call a coat and waistcoat; but they resembled those garments quite as little (and as much) as they resembled anything else. And round each arm were tied, with pieces of narrow ribbon, two enormous collars of silver, each of which, but for the honest looks of the wearer, one might have fancied to have been purloined from the neck of some favourite Newfoundland dog. Round the waist was twisted, what seemed at a little distance to be a sort of shawl, but which was a band or sash formed chiefly of different coloured beads; and in this band was stuck a bag for tobacco, a wooden pipe, a flint and steel to light it with, and a sort of reticule, or pocket, formed out of a martin's skin complete-the body being the receptacle, and the head, tail, and legs, forming the tassels, strings, &c. From the waist to the knees the dress consisted