I was very well amused last week at the bazaar in Hanover Square,
when a sale was held on four successive days by the fine ladies for
the benefit of the foreigners in distress. It was like a masquerade
without masks, for everybody--men, women, and children--roved about
where they would, everybody talking to everybody, and vast
familiarity established between perfect strangers under the guise of
barter. The Queen's stall was held by Ladies Howe and Denbigh, with
her three prettiest maids of honour, Miss Bagot dressed like a
soubrette and looking like an angel. They sold all sorts of trash at
enormous prices, and made, I believe, four or five thousand pounds.
I went on Monday to hear Lushington speak in the cause of Swift and
Kelly. He spoke for three hours--an excellent speech. I sat by Mr.
Swift all the time; he is not ill-looking, but I should think
vulgar, and I'm sure impudent, for the more Lushington abused him
the more he laughed.

June 28th, 1833 {p.383}

[Page Head: THE KING WRITES TO THE ARCHBISHOP.]

The King did write to the Archbishop of Canterbury a severe
reproof to be communicated to the bishops for having voted against
his Government upon a question purely political (the Portuguese),
in which the interests of the Church were in no way concerned. He
sent a copy of the letter to Lord Grey, and Brougham told Sefton
and Wharncliffe the contents, both of whom told me. It is
remarkable that nothing has been said upon the subject in the
House of Lords. The Archbishop, the most timid of mankind, had the
prudence (I am told) to abstain from communicating the letter to
the bishops, and held a long consultation with the Archbishop of
York as to the mode of dealing with this puzzling document. If he
had communicated it, he would as a Privy Councillor have been
responsible for it, but what answer he made to the King I know
not. Never was there such a proceeding, so unconstitutional, so
foolish; but his Ministers do not seem to mind it, and are rather
elated at such a signal proof of his disposition to support them.
I think, as far as being a discouragement to the Tories, and
putting an end to their notion that he is hankering after them, it
may be of use, and it is probably true that he does not wish for a
change, but on the contrary dreads it. He naturally dreads
whatever is likely to raise a storm about his ears and interrupt
his repose.

Lyndhurst is in such a rage at his defeat in the House of Lords on