Sir WILLIAM HORNE, we have beard, owes his election for
Maryle- bone to the activity of those among his friends who had influence with the shopkeepers of that borough. Each became for the nonce a solici- tor-general, and entreated their tradesmen not to forfeit "the respect" of those who dealt with them, by voting for any but the two "gentlemen eandidates"—so ran the phrase. It must therefore be presumed, that Sir SAMUEL WHALLEY, though a Knight of LYNDHURST, was no gentle- man. It was industriously rumoured, indeed, that he was a mad doctor, We really think that would have been a recommendation. Had there been one in the last Parliament, the House might have been spared the infliction of poor Mr. PERGEVAL'S insane harangue ; and the unhappy patient himself might have been benefited. A physician would be a useful officer of the House, to feel the pulse of an excited orator, or of an unfortunate member writhing under the lash of sarcasm. He would be of great use, too, in breathing a vein of some plethoric Country gentleman, oppressed with the heat of the House and the fumes of Bellamy's port and brandy.