Mr. Disraeli has been watering his Conservatory with baronetcies. He
has given one to Mr. J. H. Scourfield, M.P. for Pembroke- shire ; another to Colonel 4. T. V. Gilpin, who has been Member for Bedfordshire for a quarter of a century ; a third to Mr. John Leslie, hereditary representative for Monaghan ; a fourth to Mr. Gilbert Greenall, Member for Warrington, with one break, since 1847; a fifth to Mr. J. Hardy, brother of the War Minister ; a sixth to Mr. John Walrond Walrond ; and a seventh to Mr. G. W. H. Codrington, of Dorset, who is besides other claims, nephew of the Duke of Beaufort. They are all the kind of people, " acred up to their lips, consolled up to their chins," to whom, when they have obeyed orders long enough, Mr. Disraeli tosses that kind of honour. He has not, however, given one to Mr. Powell, the Tory candidate for Manchester, who has stood ten elections, and been beaten six times, and has spent himaelf end- lessly for his party, and ought, if these seven almost unknown gentlemen have a right to baronetcies for their "services," to get a dukedom at least. All this while, there is that poor Sir Ilardinge shivering out in the cold, and no more getting a seat than if he were a cherub. Is it possible that Mr. Disraeli regards his misfortunes with equanimity, and would not be in- consolable if his Solicitor-General failed altogether ? Surely ench a shower of dignities might have left one safe seat vacant.
