Monday Night, Mag 9.—Mr. Gladstone having by strategic retreat avoided the shock of Mr. Ashmead Baetlett’s attack on Friday night and having on more than one recent occasion shown
himself rebellious under the control of Mr. Warton Mr. Cavendish Bentinck determined to take him m hand, liiglit Hon. Gentleman arrived about midnight, having escaped the wearisome details of Irish T.nnrl Bill. Crossed the floor with that stately deliberate step peculiar to him. Carefully dressed for the occasion. Artfully
rumpled his hair, disarranged his shirt-front, got his white necktie a little awry, and generally presented the appearance of 1 any Lump
kin after dining in unaccustomed garb at the Squire s. All this
pure art, designed to throw Mr. Gladstone off his guard. Lure him into indiscretion under the impression that he has no one more terrible to deal with than Tony Lumpkin.
C. B. will not take the seat on the front Opposition Bench to which he is entitled as having held high judicial-military office under the Crown. He will not accept any extraneous aid derivable from position. Takes up place below the Gangway, and thence, with terrible eye fixed on the Premier, proceeds to indict him for having
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continuous Morning Sittings. Never heard of such a thing before Morning Sittings never commence till the end of May or the begin
ning of June. The Premier, meeting art with art, pretends to be writing whilst C. B., his words tripping up each other in their haste
to be out, fulminates in this manner. Also, the Premier smiles softly to himself, as if he knew of a joke somewhere. C. B. sits down, apparently in the middle of a sentence, and then the hardened Premier rises, and with wreathed smiles and graceful inclination of his head towards the ex-Judge-Advocate-General, he points out how, through successive years of the Administration of which the Bight Hon. Gentleman was so distinguished and important a member, there were Morning Sittings in April, and even in March. C. B. thinks there is a mistake somewhere, and with the same firm tread, straight as an arrow from the bow, he makes for the doorway, and does not return.
Business done.—Monument voted to Lord Beaconsfield by 380 votes against 54.
Tuesday Night.—The Bradlaugh Minuet, down on bill for to
night, did not come off. It was a pitv, since I am told Mr. Newde
“A FRIGHTFUL STATE OF THINGS!” (.Sec Loyal Academy Catalogue, No. 71.)
himself rebellious under the control of Mr. Warton Mr. Cavendish Bentinck determined to take him m hand, liiglit Hon. Gentleman arrived about midnight, having escaped the wearisome details of Irish T.nnrl Bill. Crossed the floor with that stately deliberate step peculiar to him. Carefully dressed for the occasion. Artfully
rumpled his hair, disarranged his shirt-front, got his white necktie a little awry, and generally presented the appearance of 1 any Lump
kin after dining in unaccustomed garb at the Squire s. All this
pure art, designed to throw Mr. Gladstone off his guard. Lure him into indiscretion under the impression that he has no one more terrible to deal with than Tony Lumpkin.
C. B. will not take the seat on the front Opposition Bench to which he is entitled as having held high judicial-military office under the Crown. He will not accept any extraneous aid derivable from position. Takes up place below the Gangway, and thence, with terrible eye fixed on the Premier, proceeds to indict him for having
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continuous Morning Sittings. Never heard of such a thing before Morning Sittings never commence till the end of May or the begin
ning of June. The Premier, meeting art with art, pretends to be writing whilst C. B., his words tripping up each other in their haste
to be out, fulminates in this manner. Also, the Premier smiles softly to himself, as if he knew of a joke somewhere. C. B. sits down, apparently in the middle of a sentence, and then the hardened Premier rises, and with wreathed smiles and graceful inclination of his head towards the ex-Judge-Advocate-General, he points out how, through successive years of the Administration of which the Bight Hon. Gentleman was so distinguished and important a member, there were Morning Sittings in April, and even in March. C. B. thinks there is a mistake somewhere, and with the same firm tread, straight as an arrow from the bow, he makes for the doorway, and does not return.
Business done.—Monument voted to Lord Beaconsfield by 380 votes against 54.
Tuesday Night.—The Bradlaugh Minuet, down on bill for to
night, did not come off. It was a pitv, since I am told Mr. Newde
“A FRIGHTFUL STATE OF THINGS!” (.Sec Loyal Academy Catalogue, No. 71.)