when the officers were all assembled together, drinking a glass before they separated to occupy their different stations during the battle, Mr. Secomb filling a bumper, gave as a toast," may we give our enemies battle, murder, and sudden death; and send the survivors on shore in Egypt, to endure plague, pestilence, and famine." Whether these be sentiments worthy of a Christian Divine, we leave our readers to judge. When the engagement commenced, Mr. Secomb appeared on deck with an apron tied round his middle, full of lemons and oranges, and a huge can of grog under his arm; these gifts, more precious at such a time than manna dropped from Heaven, he distributed amongst the sailors, remarking, "if my profession hinders me from fighting myself, it does not prevent me from strengthening those that do, for the battle is the Lord's, and he will give ye the victory. This notable gentleman has now 150l. per annum., for his services; the writer of this note sailed with him, and believes him to be a hearty good fellow, who would have done credit to the situation of a boatswain, or a master at arms, where swearing, singing, and bullying, are a duty; but as a clergyman, he was, if not a disgrace to the cloth, one that did it no credit. If we cannot call him a pillar of priestcraft, he is one of the floating upholders of the ark of God, of whom it may be said that the only text he ever well understood, and practically illustrated was come, cursè me, Jacob, and defy me Israel."

THE REVEREND MR. VIALLS,

A greedy Beef hunting Parson.

THIS rich and gormandizing minister, not content with swallowing up the tithes of three parishes, wished to swallow up all the beef in them also; he disproved the truth of the old adage, "that a slice off a cut loaf is never missed" for he missed (in imagination) two or three ounces of beef from a round weighing thirty pounds. He taxed a poor honest man with the robbery, and seized upon his wallet in which he had a small bit of beef, given him by his sister, for his dinner. The man was tried for the offence, and acquitted by an indignant jury. He subsequently brought an action,

and obtained 50l. damages from the reverend and suspicious glutton, we heartily wish that he may have to pay the same price, per ounce, for all the beef he eats in future. We can liken him to nothing in modern days, but shall never see a Viall, and not be reminded of "the fat bulls of Bashan" which abound in Scripture," the flesh pots of Egypt," have more charms for him than fasting and praying, and the phillipics of Mr. Philips, will render him on earth, what the glutton can never expect to be in heaven. Immortal. If the pillars of the church were made of beef, Mr. Vialls would be a strong supporter; but as he is, every butcher or tripeman that pays tithes, is a much better.

THE REVEREND MR. MILLS,

A Suspected Parson.

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This parson, who resides at Bath, has been charged with an unnatural offence, and been admitted to bail in two sureties of 2001. each and himself in 800l. The amount of bail required is a proof that the charges against him are of a most formidable nature; his benefice is stated to be one of 700l. and the amount of his small tithes probably are 500l. more. Tthere are many gross practices in the modes of taking bail; we have an instance of it in the case of the bishop of Clogher, who, if he had been detained, would have been hanged; it is a subject well worthy of being laid before Parliament by those acquainted with our Criminal Laws: if Mr. Mills be condemned, we shall expose him with scorn; if he be acquitted, we shall announce it with pleasure, as a proof that one good sheep is to be found in a flock where the rot hath so long prevailed; he has time before the session to consult Him, whose minister he is: "purge me with hysop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow."

FATHER-IN-GOD,

PERCY JOCELYN, LORD-BISHOP OF CLOGHER,

Commissioner of the Board of Education, Member of the Society for Relief of Foreigners in Distress, Distributor of Bibles, and Member of the Society for the Suppression of Vice, charged with divers nasty, wicked, filthy, lewd, beastly, and unnatural practices, &c.`

"Oh! my offence is rank-It smells to Heaven!"

This notorious case has occupied the public attention ever since its occurrence in the month of July, 1822; universal opinion has been so very loudly expressed, and judgment pronounced on the Reverend miscreant, by a thousand tongues so emphatically declared, that any thing we can say on so odious a subject, would be waste of words. Therefore, we content ourselves with a brief statement of the leading facts, leaving all the minor and filthy part of the transaction to soil the fingers of those who delight to dabble in sin.

The Bishop is a man past the meridian of life, and has been nine years a disgrace to the mitre; he is brother to the late, and uncle to the present Earl of Roden.

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The Bishop was detected in a back-room of the White Lion, a common Public House in Saint Alban's-Place, St. James's, in a situation with a private Soldier of the guards, named Movelly, which led to his instant apprehension, and being conducted with his companion in guilt to the Watch-house, where---so quickly does fear produce cons trition, he was heard praying aloud to God for mercy; as he conceived that his time was fixed and all his days numbered, which, if justice had been done to him, would have been the case; he was at this time bleeding in the body from the proper ill-usage he experienced from the mob, the female part of which were roused in vengeance beyond the power of man to controul. The hearts of these miscreants were rent with vexation at being detected, and fears for their approaching fate, their garments were rent in pieces by the enraged multitude. The Bishop with truth could have exclaimed, "they parted my vesture amongst them, and at my garment they cast lots," for his small-clothes were torn into a hundred shreds, and there were more lots cast at his black coat, than it took to knock out the

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brains of St. Stephen. Notwithstanding the depositions of seven witnesses, who observed the transaction through a window, a door was opened for the bishop to creep out of in safety he was admitted to bail in sureties to the amount of one thousand pounds; and, a few days after, the same favor was granted to the soldier, and the gallows missed its due. A solemn council of wise-acres, and a pantomime of clerical procrastination, at last degraded Percy Jocelyn from his dignities. This the Bishop cared little about, for he was safe in France; and on the evening that he was released from the watch-house, he sailed from Ramsgate in a small boat, and landed at Ostend, bidding adieu to the land he had dishonoured by his crimes; being compelled to turn his back upon his own interests, and become a fugitive and a vagabond upon the face of the earth. What added greatly to the Public indignation against this gifted Bishop," was the fact, that several years before he had attempted to commit the same crime upon a poor man named Beddy. That atrocity is as follows: John Beddy, a servant, a few years before, in the household of the Earl of Roden, who was followed while in that service into the necessary by the Bishop, then on a visit at his brother's house, and was there importuned and assailed, both by promises and force, in order to induce him to comply with the Bishop's unnatural desires. Beddy, in return, gave him such a beating, and left his face so disfigured, as obliged him to keep his room for a fortnight; while the family said the Bishop had had a paralytic stroke, and hurt himself in the fall. (See Life of Byrne, published by O'Neil.) Another instance of greater infamy occurred in the case of James Byrne, who was convicted of falsely charging the Right Reverend Father with a nameless crime, and received a severe flogging at a cart's tail in the streets of Dublin, and suffered also imprisonment for having dared to be virtuous and having spoken truth of the depraved Minister of God. The Brother of the Bishop, after presenting the wife of the tortured Byrne with four tenpenny pieces and a brass shilling, told her "She was a young woman, and ought to earn her bread in any manner she could." This man is also a distributor of Bibles, and a member of the Vice Society. It is not possible to conceive greater miseries than this innocent victim of the Bishop's lust endured, when he was starving

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in prison for lack of food. The Rev. Mr. Jones, a gaol inspector, more properly speaking, an inquisitor, came into the convict-yard, called all the criminals around him, and with the voice of a malignant demon, proclaimed them as innocent lambs, compared with that wretch (pointing to Byrne for whom the gates of hell were open and ready to receive him for slandering a holy prelate. A subscription was set on foot for this martyr, not one of the Jocelyn family made an atonement for the Bishop's guilt, by an offering of a single penny; and the clergy, in place of rejoicing at the removal of so detestable a villain from amongst them, were only vexed at the exposure, and so hardened were their hearts, that, with the exception of three or four solitary individuals, no parson poured the balm of charity into the poor sufferer's wounds, and not one brother Bishop came forward, but by their silence gave reason to suppose that they still respected the degraded monster, because he had once worn a mitre; and felt no charity for him who had suffered unjustly for the sins of one of the chief among their number.

We have ascertained that the income of the Bishop of Clogher was more than 20,0001. a year; the fortune he must have laid by is beyond belief; for, so mean was he, that except in an ostentatious manner, his hand was never open to relieve the poor: he had only a few rooms in the palace fitted up for his reception when he visited his diocese, to receive his dues; he had no town house either in Dublin or London; in Dublin his chariots stood at livery, and he had only one servant to attend him, and that a wretch like himself, his man-mistress, of whose villainy much is said in the account of Byrne's case;---if the income of this Bishop had been less, the time he devoted to hoarding up ill-gotten gains would have been better employed in attending to the instruction of his neglected flock and the salvation of his own soul; but thus it is with many of the higher clergy; their immense revenues placed them above the humble duties of religion, and instead of washing the feet of the poor, as their Divine Master did; they trample upon their heads with all The services he the dignity of cruelty and worldly pride.

performed for his immense revenue, was to neglect his pastoral duties and to go about debauching and corrupting men's minds and bodies, and leaving their souls without hopes of redemp