roof. Then what is going to be put in it? Why, at this moment, from all points of the compass, from the remotest parts of the world are wending their way to this great glass palace in Hyde Park, the contributions of Central Asia, of Africa, of China, of the west coast of America; and from every country, civilized and uncivilized, are coming contributions, the choicest contributions of human skill and industry, in order to be deposited in Hyde Park, for the special gratification of the English people. And will there be a man pretending to an atom of intelligence, or worthy of the age in which he lives, that will not be prepared to make some sacrifices in order to go and inspect that glorious concentration of human skill and labour? Recollect, you may not see it again; and I will tell you why. Because as soon as ever that exhibition is over, France will lay in her claim to have the next general exhibition of the results of the world's industry; and depend upon it, the next exhibition, within four or five years from this time, will be at Paris ; and no sooner will that exhibition be at an end, than we shall have Austria, or Prussia, or Germany, or Russia, putting in their claim; and so it will make the tour of the world."

It is thus he makes his pernicious rounds, unsettling poor men's minds with spurious nonsense.

Amongst all the effects of the "Exhibition," none will be more melancholy than the destitution of the gaping yokels and mechanics who will come up to town to gaze about, spend their money, and be robbed and plundered. It will be the ruin of many hundred poor families. And this is the work of men like Cobden-those true notorietyseekers who never, in all their wildest absurdities, lose sight of their own selfish views and speculations.

'Nothing in the Arabian Nights' Tales' half so extravagant." We should think not! "Central Asia, Africa, China, the west coast of America-every country, civilized and uncivilized," he tells them is wending its way here, "for the special gratification of the English people." How kind of them! "You may not see it again!" We do not think they ever will; but not for "bully Cobden's" reasons.

In conclusion, let us observe that this man violates all

ties; when pretending to be the apostle of peace he insults, falsifies, and belies, and refuses the satisfaction which every gentleman, even although finally resorting to the pistol when deeply affronted, voluntarily offers, when he finds himself utterly and grossly in the wrong-in the shape of a regret, an apology, or an explanation.

DECEMBER, 1850.

THE SHADOWS OF THE DEPARTED YEAR.

THE Times gives at once the weakest and falsest summary of the events of 1850, that we could conceive even as an emanation from the Times. Whilst it is, in many parts, singularly contradictory to the assertions of that journal itself for 1850, some of its expressions and congratulations are specimens of exaggerated cant and fatuity not to be surpassed, equalled, or approached. For a specimen of contradiction, it states, that Austria, with her "immense advantages" over Prussia, is "trembling on the very verge of bankruptcy;" while speaking of the "perilous aid" of Russia. It calls the year 1850 a year of "exemption, recovery, and promise." “Manufactures and commerce," it says, "have been active and prosperous beyond all precedent." Ay, with the activity of a galvanised corpse and the prosperity of a gambler, say we. Let us look at another journal-the Morning Post. There we see, under the head of "FREE-TRADE PROSPERITY-ANOTHER REDUCTION," that a hand-loom weaver can scarcely realise more than 6s. per week; that the Messrs. Dixon have just reduced their wages 10 per cent., owing to the depression of trade; and that the Glasgow manufacturers have also reduced their

people one halfpenny an ell, whilst the Carlisle artisans are in the lowest state of misery. Which of these two is the lie? It will need no Irish echo to answer-the Times.

Then comes the Io Pœan of "we announced it, and Sir Robert Peel did it." Did what? Sir Robert Peel, forced by the late convictions of a greedy popularity to belie his former career, joined those who have been employed in hurrying the country to that rapid dissolution which the Times calls prosperity. We can conceive a bankrupt trader puffing his own false credit: we can imagine the Times stating that its circulation, has increased since the Haynau affair; but it is a novelty in wickedness to see a nation thus deliberately misinformed as to its own crumbling, tottering condition. The Times talks of breaking the "old spell of insulation that has hitherto prevailed over the people of these isles." Good Heavens! What does the great sheet of dark print mean? The "old spell of insulation" in a nation on whose dominions the sun never sets; but to whom, in 1850, it is the fashion to recommend the abandonment of her colonies! Does the loss of our best blood in arterial jets, in the shape of wholesale emigration to a rival power or to the Antipodes, mean the breaking up of our insular habits? What does anything mean? Ask the Times, whose answer of to-morrow shall not be that of to-day, and the day after shall differ from both; but one day of this polyglot of opinion is better than all the world-honoured writings of Thucydides, the true historian-so says Mr. Richard Cobden.

Let us follow the Times a little further. Mark: this has been a year of what? Oh! of "recovery, exemption, prosperity, and promise." We now find "either that England has not been called on this year to play a great part in the politics of the world, or she has not been equal to her

part." Why either alternative? Because, we answer, she is despised and comparatively powerless. She has played the small bully and played it in vain. She has only been successful in yielding and giving away, which it is always easy to do to the end of the chapter. We have prevailed on the United States to allow us to assist and pay for a Grand Junction Atlantic and Pacific Canal, which it is their intention, at no very distant period, to seize. Nay, if they do not mean this perfidy now, events will force it on them, which a wise English Legislator, were there one, would anticipate. We have yielded petty constitutions to some of our Colonies. Then come what the Times calls "spontaneous movements grander than any devised by statesmen and enacted by Legislatures." It means the emigration from Ireland !-which we interpret thus:-The cruelty, gambling, mistakes, and narrow policy of our statesmen have driven a worn-out nation to emancipate itself by a convulsive and spasmodic rupture of the ties of country. Animated by a last hope, a skeleton mob turns its cavernous eyes to the rays of the setting sun, and there sees or thinks to see the hope denied for ever at home. This is your "grand spontaneous movement"-this your triumph of nature over art—of a people over legislation! This the empiric brain weaves into congratulation to Great Britain, whose shores are deserted by famine, in the name of emancipation; but with no home provided in our own possessions, no help, no aid, save the blessing of the Times!

It is the miracle of Necessity, the triumph of Misery, the creation of Despair; but it is greater in its execution than aught conceived by Sir Robert Peel or Lord John Russell; for there is sublimity in the Exodus of an oppressed people! We had almost forgotten in our summing

up the congratulation of the Times, thus blundering in the art of deception, that another important subject of its satisfaction is Popery, thrust down the throat of an indignant nation, whose Ministry either dare not, or cannot, defend their GOD, their QUEEN, or their PEOPLE.

JANUARY, 1851.

WHAT WILL THE GOVERNMENT DO FOR OUR
NORTH AMERICAN PROVINCES?

THE HONOURABLE JOSEPH HOWE'S MISSION.

PRESIDENT FILLMORE, in whose teeth the Times has vulgarly flung what is by it meant to be a reproach, namely, his honourable and glorious rise from the situation held here by a "Tittlebat Titmouse," to be Chief Magistrate of a mighty country-President FILLMORE, we say, has firmly but courteously declined to honour with his presence the Great National Fool's Show and child's play of England, in the year 1851. Why has he done so? Why is he not anxious to cement those amicable arrangements which henceforth are to bind with green withies the whole human family in the bonds of peace? Because, first, he dare not come, if he would; and, secondly, it is not the policy of the United States to commit themselves by such friendly visit to future friendly relations. The "Great Exhibition" of England is regarded by Americans with ridicule and dislike. Their hatred to the Mother Country is now joining itself to contempt, and is on the increase, fostered at once by their desire to possess Canada and our North American territories, and by the continual advent of thousands expelled from this country with bitter animosity in their hearts, and burning revenge in their bosoms, towards the country which has