THE KING.—His Majesty, it is said, is much pleased with
Brighton; and though he will open Parliament in person—for our William the Fourth does not admire the very common practice of subordinate officers, of doing duty by deputy—he will return to his present residence, until the season is fairly set in—that is, until spring commence in the country, and winter in the town. The Brighton people are in high spirits, as they well may be, at the prospect of so lengthened a visit. It is but fair to say, that everything that zealous loyalty could suggest to render the illustrious party agreeable, has been cheerfully and zealously per- formed. It was impossible that the kindly hearts of the King and Queen should not open to those who have shown themselves so anxious to please them in the most minute particular. Prince Leo- pold visited the King last week, and remained until Monday ; on which day he went to Bath, where we observe the freedom of the city has been presented to him. The Duke and Duchess of Gloucester joined the Royal party on the same day that Prince Leopold departed. A more re. markable person than ally of those who have hitherto visited the Pavi- lion is hourly expected there—the far-famed ci.devant Bishop of Autun, Prince Talleyrand. He was to leave Paris on Tuesday. A troop of equestrians at present in Brighton were ordered to perform before their Majesties on Saturday ;—and, by his Majesty's command also, all the servants of the establishment, down to the humblest menial, were present; that they as well as their master might enjoy the pleasure of the spec- tacle. The diffusive kindness of the King is not limited to the great ones of his house, it is like the precious oil which was shed on the head of the high priest, and descended to the very skirts of his garments. , LULWORTH CASTLE.—The royal inhabitants of this pleasant resi- dence are amusing themselves after the fashion that our James used to do when on his travels. Young Bourdeaux is regularly addressed as his Majesty Henry the Fifth; and, by way of completing the jest, the little King has a little cabinet, and little dignitaries, all to himself., If these trifles serve to amuse the leisure which shrift and shootinghive to the ex-Monarch, it is well. Sir Walter Scott tells a story, in his book on Witchcraft, of a poc/r maniac who was confined in a public asylum, and fed on his country's common fare, porridge, and whose abiding delusion was, that he sat at a magnificently-spread table, covered with every delicacy nature and art could furnish. He could not, however, resist the evidence of all his senses, though he did of his eyes ; for he frequently complained, that, eat what he would, every thing that en- tered his mouth tasted of oatmeal ! Charles is a maniac of the same kidney: he fancies that when he has dubbed a little boy a king, and a big boy a minister, his table is furnished as completely as when he sat in the Tuileries. The world, who know that his fish, flesh, and fowl, are all porridge, look on, and laugh the while. A French gentleman on leaving him, the other day, was specially charged to tell his friends over the water, that when the people were tired of their present work, they had only to send over for him, and he would join them immediately ! "Where Madness is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise."
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