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himself as President of the Royal Society. The eieution takes

place on the 30th instant. The choice will, in all probability, lie between Mr. Herschel and Mr. Warburton—both possessing qualifications, different indeed in their natures but almost equally valuable to the interests of the Society.

THE NEW Juneas.—The three new Judges are Mr. Taunton, Mr. Pattison, and Mr. Alderson. Yesterday, at the Court of King's Bench,

they took their seats on the bench, and the usual oaths were adminis- tered to them. Mr. Alderson was also sworn in as one of the Judges of the Court of Common Pleas, and Sir John Bayley, took his seat on the Exchequer Bench, with the other Barons of that Court.

Mn. SINCLAIR CU LL EN.—This gentleman, well known for his talents and public spirit, and much beloved in private life for his ex-

cellent dispositions, died suddenly on Monday, at his lodgings in Par- liament Street—it is supposed, of an affection of the heart. Mr. Cullen was a barrister, and commissioner of bankrupts. He was, we believe, a nephew of Lord Cullen, the Scottish judge, and grandson of the cee- brated physician of the same name.

LORD HOLLAND. —This amiable nobleman has been prevented from taking his seat in the House of Lords, in consequence of an attack of gout, which has confined him to his house ever since the meeting of Par- liament.

THE LATE MRS. COLTN _CAMPBELL LLOYD.—This lady, whose melancholy fate has been the subject of investigation, was the daughter of a lady pf rank and fortune, Mrsa-Baileyaof .Harley Street. She was a relation Of ' Sir Colin CampbelL She had been married about fourteen or fifteen years; • and has left three fine children, the eldesaabout twelve years of age. The deceased was a lady of considerable personal attractions.

OFFICIAL Itanuerioaa—.Among the offices that may be dispensed with, is marked out for attack, by the friends of retrenchment, that of Receiver-General of Taxes. The country-bankers or accredited agents of the Bank of England, it is supposed, may be employed at a cheaper rate. Of the value and cost of the latters' assistance we should, by this tithe, be able to judge with some accuracy.

THE Towart.—There has been no thoroughfare through the Tower this week. The two troops of Artillery and two companies of Sappers and Miners that arrived there last Monday from Woolwich, are there still. The workmen who have been employed a few weeks in clearing the mud out of the ditch, have been several days past dispensed with ; and the iron railways that were appropriated for the carts in conveying the mud towards the barges in the river are under water.—Giobe, Nov. 12.

THE DUKE OF BR.UNSW/CK.—His Serene Highness left Dover for the Continent on Wednesday. One of our contemporaries says, the worthy Prince ran away to avoid the revolution in England !

MARSHAL Bo T7T3 71ONT.—The captor of Algiers, with his two sons, arrived late on Tuesday night at Batt's Hotel, Dover Street, from Ports- mouth.

Ray. MR. KINSEY—This gentleman has published a letter, vindi- cating himself from the charge of aiding in any way in the affair at Brussels : he merely wore, he says a small tricoloured cockade at h is button, with a view to protect himself from insult.

THE BEL GIC VOL uNTEEns.—In the last number of the United Service Journal, there is a very lively and excellent paper on the Revo- lution in Belgium. From this well-informed, sensible, Ind amusing article, we copy an account of the Franches Cosmagnies. "These com- panies certainly cut an extraordinary figure ; of all sizes, and in all cos- tumes, with bayonets and without ; some with rusty rnuskats, and some without any ; generally, however, all are armed. Their officers are as droll to look at as the men. Perhaps no costume is so unbecoming as a mixture of military encl, citizen's dress. I have just returned from see- ing one of these parties set out to seek the enemy. They formed oppo- site the Palais du Rol, and it was long before they gat shuffled into any thing like order ; the rear-rank men bath got into the front, and others lad changed their places, in order to march near an acquaintance. They -returned to their former position with regret, consoling themselves With Ah never mind, awn anti; we will soon alter that when once we get en roiste.' When all was ready, there was a call for the major, who was nowhere to be found ; after a time he appeared, running out of the pa- lace; a little man, in a blue and red hussar cap, and a suit of blue to match, bound with red, carrying under his arm a huge, heavy dragoon sword. He had brought an offer of money from the authorities. The captain said aloud, We thank the authorities, but we have enough in our pockets ;' at which I thought a part of the troops manifested some little discontent. This captain looked to me like an attorney or a greffier ; he wore a low crowned hat, and had a brown great-coat rolled transversely across his breast, like a cartotiche.belt ; he had no sword, but four horse- pistols stuck in his girdle amply supplied its place. The lieutenant was a monstrous tall, fat man, who appeared utterly incapable of supporting fatigue; he had a great. swaddle in his gait, and could, with difficulty, keep his sword-belt from slipping off his monstrous waist, Which wa.amore circuitous than his loins. The ensign was a very miser- able, pale young man, who wore his shoe down at heel ; he was foot- sore ; he had no arms but a short sword, apparently made of lead, suck as they use to fight with in melodrame. Not a man had been shaved for a week, except the captain, who looked very smug with his four horse-pistols. Nevertheless, they all went off in hearty goodwill, and after several halts- and amendments, at last fairly got into the road. I could not help laughing, more especially as the last man had a kind of stiff leg and chdefootond his attempts at marching struck me as highly ludicrous. 'Oh!' said a Brussels gentleman to me, who had witnessed the whole ; these are your devils alluding to the lame volunteer ; these are the fellows who fear nothing ! they have fought like mad- men.' The hero of Brussels, at this moment, is undoubtedly the, Jambe de Bois ; his valorous achievements in the siege, when he, worked the artillery, with a daring and coolness that surpass all praise, have made him the first object of public attention. A subscription has been raised for him, and he is very gaily attired, in a handsome artillery-man's uni- forpa, blue and red, at the national expense. The appearance of the mounted Franches Compagnies, or volunteers, is certainly far superior to those on foot, though they may not on that account be a jot more ser- viceable. Since they consist of persons who can command a horse, they can of course afford to dress uniformly. Thsy have adopted a,graceful and unmilitary costume ; it consists of a blue Idouse (or smock-frock of a fine description), worked about the shoulders, and girted in with a black belt. This conceals the citizen's dress, except the lower part of the trousers, from the knee downwards, which are generally of some dark colour ; the cap is of fur, with a long pendant peak of red or green, with the tricoloured tassel and a triculottreu cockade in the front among the fur, so as to sit upon the brow ; with a brace of pistols and a sword, au.d a double-barrelled fowling-piece. BRUSSELS AFTER TUE REPULSE OF THE DUTCH TROOPS.—The most beautiful part of Brussels, in the neighbourhood of the Park, and the palaces on the crown of the hill which commands the low town, are built of stone, and plaster in imitation of it. It was here where the contest raged. The change produced by it on the face of these noble hotels and graceful streets, may be exactly imagined by any one who has seen a beauty recovering from an attack of the small-pax. The houses are pitted with bullet-marks, not more than a few inches apart ; every two or three feet on the surface of the buildings, which had been held by combatants of either side, there is an accumulation of them ; these spots have been thrown into frightful seams by the more destructive power of shell and cannon.— United Service Journal.

CONJUGAL ArrocTiox.—Mr. P., a rich West India planter, one tempestuous evening, after supper, his stock of water being exhausted, sent his wife a short distance from the house for a freshe supply. - The thunder and lightning being excessive during her absence, a friend said to him—" Willa did you not send that girl (a slave),for.the water, suck &might as this, instead of your wife?" "IA, no ! ".replied he, "that would never do, that stave cost me forty pounds."--Jae. Miller, in tho Morning Papers.