patient. He then appeared in the militia, and made himself popular with a certain duke. From thence we find him attached to a naval character, the cast-off mistress of an Admiral. With this lady (neither young nor handsome) he lived on the continent, and fathered two children, one of which was accredited as his own.

In Paris, he frequented the Club de Valois (now no more), at the head of which was the late infamous Duc d'Orleans, with whom he became acquainted, and, through English interest, got elected a member of the club. He then took up the trade of a play-man, alias a Greek, alias a man living by his means, and was soon found in an ele

gant house in the quarter of St. James's, with carriages, race-horses, a country retreat as a pigeon-hole, and all the elegancies and luxuries of life, for which Lord and Lady A, Sir G——— P——————, and many others, paid their share.

At the short peace, he returned to France, the scene of his education, doubtless with the pleasures of memory, and it seemed a good ground to take up for plucking birds of passage; for the English are generally denominated on the coast, birds of passage, or birds of prey. But, unluckily, Buonaparte, who was a greater general and Greek than himself, in another way, detained him and his countrymen ;.

and, in narrowing his liberty, confined both his views and his operations.

Re-passing, as in early life, through devious vicissitudes, we now hear of him abroad, as a retired and independent gentleman, sitting sub tegmime It is fagi, without avocation or care. to be hoped, that he will not use as his motto, Deus nobis hæc otia fecit; unless Pluto or Lucifer (which is not making too light of the gentleman) be his tutelar divinity.

Of his military achievements we hear no loud report, although his name announces a great gun in the profession. A Frenchman once wishing to turn him into ridicule, said, naming him,

that no doubt he came of a great family, as his was a beau nom de guerre:

Mr. B

MR. BOWLES.

who is an hyper cox

comb, is descended from a Knight of Malt-a; who it is to be supposed, like most of his brethren, was a rogue in grain; but, unfortunately for him, he met with a rogue in spirit, who, though no dealer in spirits, used to conjure up evil spirits, was versed in the black art of making whatever he pleased of spades and clubs, and of playing some odd tricks upon the cards. The brewer, suspecting that his opponent did not deal upon the square, accused him of shuffling, (poor man, he had better have:

cut), and he gave his tongue certain ' latitude against the Hibernian Leg, who swore that he would resort to club law, unless the brewer would give him gentlemanly satisfaction, not with his usual barrels, but with the barrel of a pistol. Whether Bowles got himself pot-valiant or not, is not recorded, but he looked like stout, and falling in the rencontre, came to an untimely bier.

He is succeeded in all his honours and titles by the present Mr. Bwho, in spite of his papa's fate, frequents the gaming tables, and all places of fashionable resort, and rolls about with as much weight as a butt of the first magnitude. His consequence, however, is entire-ly his own;