er. Morgan
is one of the most respectable men in the parish of St. James's, and in
the present political movement has pronounced himself like a man and a
Briton. And Bows,--on the demise of Mr. Piper, who played the organ at
Clavering, little Mrs. Sam Hunter, who has the entire command of Doctor
Portman, brought Bows down from London to contest the organ-loft, and
her candidate carried the chair. When Sir Francis Clavering quitted this
worthless life, the same little indefatigable canvasser took the borough
by storm, and it is now represented by Arthur Pendennis, Esq. Blanche
Amory, it is well known, married at Paris, and the saloons of Madame la
Comtesse de Montmorenci de Valentinois were amongst the most suivis
of that capital. The duel between the Count and the young and fiery
Representative of the Mountain, Alcide de Mirobo, arose solely from the
latter questioning at the Club the titles borne by the former nobleman.
Madame de Montmorenci de Valentinois travelled after the adventure: and
Bungay bought her poems, and published them, with the Countess's coronet
emblazoned on the Countess's work.

Major Pendennis became very serious in his last days, and was never
so happy as when Laura was reading to him with her sweet voice, or
listening to his stories. For this sweet lady is the friend of the young
and the old: and her life is always passed in making other lives happy.

"And what sort of a husband would this Pendennis be?" many a reader will
ask, doubting the happiness of such a marriage and the fortune of Laura.
The querists, if they meet her, are referred to that lady herself, who,
seeing his faults and wayward moods--seeing and owning that there are
men better than he--loves him always with the most constant affection.
His children or their mother have never heard a harsh word from him; and
when his fits of moodiness and solitude are over, welcome him back
with a never-failing regard and confidence. His friend is his friend
still,--entirely heart-whole. That malady is never fatal to a sound
organ. And George goes through his part of godpapa perfectly, and lives
alone. If Mr. Pen's works have procured him more reputation than has
been acquired by his abler friend, whom no one knows, George lives
contented without the fame. If the best men do not draw the great prizes
in life, we know it has been so settled by the Ordainer of the lottery.
We own, and see daily, how the false and worthless live and prosper,
while t