SIR WILLIAM GULLIVERNON HARCOURT IN THE HANDS OF THE LILLIPUTIANS.
Sin William Vernon Habcouiit has mado two loop and brilliant speeches at Glasgow. Ho lias sprawled over the wholo held of Uni
versal politics, hut has not uttered a singlo word about the work and prospects of his own department, lias he a department ? No one
spelling through his speeohes would ho able to gather what branch of our Government ho is chietly responsible for. lie might bo a Foreign Secretary, or a sucking Premier, but no one would suppose, for a moment, that he is that glorified Beadlo called, in the language of
Whitehall, the Home Secretart. Perhaps the country has no Home Secretary ? The Scotch orations fail to tell us that ho has waded through the heaps of vegetable refuse in Covcnt Garden, and resolved to remove them ; that he has smelt the distant fragrance of Billings
gate, and resolved to removo it; that ho has his eye on the Asylum for Idiots at Clerkenwell, and has resolved to destroy it and its Licensing
power ; and that ho is alive to the shortcomings of Scotland Yard, and is not content with tho publication of a “Codo ” and a few Fenian “ scares ” while dozens of murderers remain utterly undiscovered, lie playfully alludes to his “ recruit,” Lord Hohebekv, but promises that the Under-Secretary shall devote much of bis attention to Scot
land. What is tho matter with Scotland ? If tho kilts aro too short for tho requirements of decency, tho Lord Chamberlain is the proper officer to refer to; and if the musical pitoli of the bagpipe requires alteration, tho matter can be referred to the Meddle vex Magistrates, as their last musical iob before thoy are exterminated. London alono is quite large enough to tax the energy and ability of even Sir W. Vernon Harcourt ; and it would be well to see him dropping tbe Universal in his spoeehes, and.attending a little more to the parochial requirements of his office.