rectitude, that you may ever have to bless the day which put a power into your hands, you were preserved in using to its best and properest advantage.

JULIUS.

SIR,

LETTER XX.

TO SIR FRANCIS BURDETT, BART.

March 9, 1820.

I WISH you joy of your pupil and protegé, the Radical Poet. Had all preceptors such a precocity of genius to deal with, the pruning-knife would supplant the water-pot, and the emulation of ripening proficiency put the pedagogue in peril of a rival in each nursling of his talents.

John Cam Hobhouse, sir, is a prodigy ofof any thing you wish him to be. He and you, sir, are a "par simile fratrum"---only, like a dutiful younger brother, he follows your steps, at a respectful distance, with subdued but eager imitation as the Tower alone could bid your Sun halt in its meridian, so Newgate alone could stay your satellite-Comet in its fiery eccentricities. No doubt, should the Tower have to witness the setting of the former, Newgate will have the secondary satisfaction of beholding the exit of the latter.

How truly laudable it is of your to superintend the political" coming out" of so deserving a character as John Cam Hobhouse! I trust you will be equally interested in his “going out," and then the tale of " the Radical Brothers," will form a compact episode in the page of history, complete, according to the rhetoric of Aristotle, with a beginning, a middle, and an end; yea, that end of all ends-an untimely end...

I have often wondered, that, in your superlative wisdom, you never thought fit to quote the ancient classics to your worthy Electors of Westminster. Mr. Brougham, I imagine, could not refuse to rummage over the scholiasts and the English writers of the old school, for a delectus of opinions and examples in vindication of the liberty to be adopted, after formally declaring in Parliament, that "he had rather become the victim of Anarchy than outlive the Constitution." To save you and him trouble, I warn you not to meddle with Sir William Temple, who holds," that confusion and popular tumults have worse effects upon common safety than the rankest tyranny."

If, as I suspect, John Cam Hobhouse is a species of obliged retainer to your cause, you have now a fine opportunity of harnessing him, its eternal yoke-mate; the turnspit on whom the drudgery of the roast shall solely and sorely devolve.

I entertain a hope, that it will little suit the palate of the Electors of Westminster to be represented, in Parliament or out, as a huge knot of Radicals. What other opinion would the country, would the world, form of them, should their representatives be selected from the ranks of the turbulent? In that case, their city would be branded as a nest of hornets---a hive of malcontents! In that case, it would be high time for the Royal and the Noble to strike their tents among them, and seek some securer spot whereon to repitch them. Exclusive of the danger, it would be madness to suffer their foes to fatten on their bounty and forage on their rights. One half of the Electors of Westminster owe their livelihood and comforts to the patronage of the great; and can they disclaim all reciprocity of obligation? They cannot, sir, unless your sophistry succeed in hardening their hearts, and making them callous to shame;

unless you can hoodwink them when you put them in leading-strings, or deprave them so far as to be fearless of trusting them with a full view of their own slavery.

Do you presume it shall be said, Nutuit"He nodded and ALL Westminster rejoined,. "His pleasure be done!" Have you the con-ceit to calculate that your fustian proclamation will be answered with a passive Amen? It is needful, sir, you undeceive yourself. Growing hoary in infamy, have a care how you continue hardened in crime. Times, I fear, are im-. 1 pending, when neutrality must be a non-existence. My deductions are not the result of contracted reasoning.. I look not at the state of your injured country only, but at the phases of our great moral hemisphere. Your declarations at that house of ominous resort, the Crown and Anchor Tavern, must have endeared you still more inseparably to the good cause of Radical Reform-on those boards, where last. Thursday you hold forth wretched America as a golden example of the blessings of “·Universal· Suffrage!" Thistlewood once walked without the clank of chains, a prospective assassin !--on those boards, his fellow cut-throat, young