Mr. Ralph Osborne is very savage. The electors of Liskeard,
who think the Liberal Ministry pure gold, do not want to see it perpetually tested with acids, and are hunting about for another member. They have pitched on Sir Arthur Buller, now M.P. for Devonport, and Mr. Osborne, aware of the fact, sends them a letter, in which he informs them that he does not mean to be either a Treasury dependent or a provincial delegate, and has consequently accepted the Stewartry of Hempholme Manor. Liskeard therefore has not only to go to the trouble and expense of an election without a meaning, but to find a candidate willing to act as warming-pan for about ten days. The punishment is ingenious, but Liskeard should meet it by quietly electing Mr. Osborne again, and see which will tire first of the game.