English heart in their bodies, to keep our Spanish dons and papists, with their faggots to burn our whiskers. Shove it about, twirl your cap cases, handle your jugs, and huzza for Master Mayor, and his brethren their worships. f Humorous Effects by cross-reading the Newspapers. Yesterday their Majesties were at St. James's, and returned at night To a noted bagnio in Covent Garden. Yesterday his Majesty's most honourable Privy Council Were taken up on a violent suspicion of setting the dock-yard at Portsmouth on fire. There are now coining, by order from the Treasury, 100 tons of Lies and scandalous reports for the use of the Ministry. On Monday last, Lord M Guildford -d, at the assizes at Was brought in by the jury, unanimously GUILTY. Wanted immediately, by a young lady of eigh teen, An able-bodied young man, of good natural parts. To-morrow, at Salter's Hall, will be held the annual venison feast In order to reduce the high price of corn. VOL. I. Yesterday the Lords of the Treasury held a board And the villains made off with considerable booty. Yesterday the Duchess of Manchester was delivered of Monsieur Mussard, dancing-master, in Lombard Street. Yesterday a sermon was preached by the Bishop of B-, on the New Essay on the Venereal Disease. Last week the comedy of the Lame. Lover- On Tuesday last almost all the nobility- We are informed, that the members of the minority still continue to meet The Carlton House junto and their infamous accomplices. A beautiful young lady, of genteel educationEach member to pay five shillings and three-pence admittance. Extract of a letter from Paris to a gentleman in Edinburgh, dated August 30.-"Some months ago there was a Missioner (one of the most famous preachers in France, and who had a particular talent in controversy) sent to Languedoc to con vert the Hugonots, who swarm in that province. After the bell was rung in, he enters the church, and finds only in it five or six persons. Notwithstanding, he goes up to the pulpit, and sits down for a considerable time, to wait the convening of the audience. No more of them appearing, at last he pulls a flute from his pocket, and very gravely, begins to play a tune. One of his little congregation goes out of the church, and acquaints the people that the missionary priest was gone mad, and that he was playing on a flute in the pulpit. The oddness of the thing made the church fill in a short time, and he continued still playing, until it was so full, that they were sitting on one another; then he gave a sign to shut all the doors, that none of them should escape, and then sermonized them for seven hours, without intermission. This stratagem, and his manner of preaching, were so taken with the people, that, during his mission, he had always thronged audiences, and they were all grieved when he was obliged to leave them." The following is a fact.-Mr. Perry, of Covent Garden theatre, is now at the head of a summer company at Canterbury. Mr. P. was lately performing a very capital character there, when a gentleman (whom he had not the good fortune of pleasing) enquired the name of the actor. One of the audience informed him it was Perry. "Perry!" returned the gentleman, "by G-, I wish it had been Mum." Extract from Bishop Ridley's Life. The particulars of the supper which Bishop Ridley, one of the martyrs in Queen Mary's reign, had, the night before he suffered, will show the curious reader, at once, the manner of living, and the price of provisions at the time. Though the following curious circumstances should shock the delicacy of some of our readers, it is hoped they may, at the same time, help to cultivate those truths in their hearts, which had a power so supernatural as to administer comfort to our Bishops in the midst of flames. At this supper, we are told, the good Bishop behaved with as much ease and cheerfulness as ever. In the former part of the evening he washed his beard and his legs, and at supper invited the 66 66 company to his marriage, meaning his execution, the next morning. Quiet yourselves," says he, my breakfast will be somewhat sharp and painful, yet I am sure my supper will be more pleasant and easy." When they rose from table, he refused the offer made by his brother to watch them all night, saying he should go to bed, and sleep as quietly as ever he did in his life. In the morning, when he proceeded to his execution, he was dressed in his black gown, furred and faced with points, such as he used to wear in his episcopal character; about his neck a tippet of velvet, furred likewise; his head covered with a velvet night-cap, and his square cap upon that, with slippers on his feet. Looking back to see if Bishop Latimer was coming, whom he espied hastening after him, in a Bristol frieze frock, with his cap buttoned, an handkerchief on his head, and a new long shroud hanging down to his feet, all ready for the fire. "Oh! be you there?" said Ridley.. "Yes," returns Latimer, "have after you as fast as I can." After a short sermon was finished, by Doctor Smith, which they were not allowed to answer, they were commanded to make them ready.Ridley distributed his apparel, and other things he had about him, to those who stood by. Latimer gave nothing, but suffered his keeper to pull off all his dress but his shroud, in which he, who before seemed a withered, crooked old man, negligent of himself, now rouzed to play the man, |