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some charity, and we insisted that no such charity should operate to take away the vote.

Do you know whether the inhabitants of the Dutchy of Lancaster were used to vote at elections?

I don't know; I believe they did; I heard so, as I recollect; it was debated over pots of porter and gills of wine, whether they had a right, and it was concluded in favour of voting.

Cross-examined.

I was always attached to the broadest system of freedom.

In 1723, I first trod the stage.

Whether these conversations about freedom, and so forth, were not among the idle and profligate young persons you have mentioned?

No; they were among old persons.

How came you into the company of those ancient persons?

Sometimes for economy, sometimes to get a little knowledge, and sometimes to laugh at them.

Did you laugh at them when they talked about the right of voting?

No; I paid great attention to them: when I found they spoke absurdly, I did laugh at them. They were obliged to hear of the virtue of voting;

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Such things were talked about, as taxes being paid; but that it did not stop voting. A part of us did determine so, and part opposed it; but opposers were held of no value; they were held in great contempt. I was of the party espousing it; I was a younker a long time in it; the party I espoused are what you call ale-house patriots, but remember they had very good sense; I mean, they were men of understanding.

I looked upon the receipt of charity as an evil, if it was given by a rogue to rob a man of his vote. Were all the men that ever you knew vote, respectable housekeepers?

No, they were not; there were a great many rogues among them.

I have always heard that the Dutchy had a right to vote; to the best of my memory the Dutchy always did vote.

Committee.

Can you recollect the names of any of the persons with whom you conversed about the right, who are now dead?

I can't recollect a single man; not being my companions.

Do you remember an election in 1741?

Yes,

Yes, I do; I am not clear at what time I had my house in that year. I am sure I did not vote

at that election.

Do you know any thing of the scrutiny that succeeded the election in 1749 ?

I remember the hubbub about it, but nothing else: I know of no decision about it.

I did not vote at any election in 1749.

Do you know whether people disputed the right of the Dutchy to vote?

I don't know; there were disputes about it, 1 believe.

I have heard that the inhabitants of St. Martin's le Grand voted.

MR. TAVERNIER.

IN 1555, Mr. Tavernier had a special license signed by King Edward the Sixth, to preach in any place of his Majesty's dominions, though he was a layman; and he is said to have preached before the King at court, wearing a velvet bonnet, or round cap, a damask gown, and gold chain about his neck. He appeared in the pulpit at St. Mary's with a sword by his side, and a gold chain about his neck, and preached to the scholars, beginning his sermon in these words:

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"Arriving at the mount of St. Mary's, in the stony stage where I now stand, I have brought you some fine biscuits, baked in the oven of charity, carefully conserved for the chickens of the church, the sparrows of the Spirit, and the sweet swallows of salvation."

MARSHAL SAXE.

THIS gallant officer, a few weeks after the brilliant campaign of 1746, used to drive out in the environs of Paris, without any friend, or even attendant. On his return, one day, the coachman stopt as usual at one of the city gates, for the inspection of the gate-keeper, "N' avez vous rien à declarer, Monsieur ?" Before the Marshal could reply, the officer, instantly recognising his person, said, "Excusez, Monsieur, laurels pay no duty."

BERTRAND DU GUESCLIN.

THE great Turenne lies in the abbey of Saint Denis, without any monumental inscription, owing, as it is said, to the jealousy of a monarch, by no means wanting, in other respects, in magnanimity. Bertrand du Guesclin, an hero of carlier times, reposes in the same chapel,

in a monument, unworthy of the sacred deposit. This warrior, the pride of chivalry, and the glory of France, appears, by the diminutive figure on his tomb, to have been little fitted for the arduous enterprises of war; yet, cotemporaryhistorians represent him of an athletic and manly size. The last scene of Guesclin's glorious career is singularly remarkable.

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The governor of Rendon, to which he had laid siege, had capitulated, and engaged to give the place, in case no succour arrived within a certain number of days. Du Guesclin fell ill before this time, and died on the day preceding the expiration of the truce. On the morrow, the governor was summoned to surrender he kept his word; but as it was to Du Guesclin himself he had given it, he came out attended by the chief officers of the garrison, and going directly to Guesclin's tent, he placed the keys of the town upon the coffin of the breathless hero.

MONKISH

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