On Friday evening, there was a private concert at the house of Mr. Billington, in Poland Street, at which there were some of the _first-characters_ in the kingdom. A more particular account of it probably will be given in this paper on a future day. Though clearing the gallery of the COMMONS of strangers be a _standing order_, which any _member_ may insist upon without being seconded, yet SIR GREGORY would not venture to put it in execution without consulting his _Lady_: who, after examining the premises, has given her opinion that _such things_ ought not to be _sported_ or _trifled_ with. SIR THOMAS BEAVER and MAJOR MONEY have commenced _Literary hostilities_, through the medium of the _Norwich Mercury_; their ammunition is of inflammable materials--more, however, of _brimstone_ than of _salt_, and _charcoal_ in great abundance. As this Paper has traced _every incident_ respecting LORD GEORGE GORDON for several months past, it takes the liberty of announcing his Lordship’s return to St. George’s Fields _early_ in the ensuing term. LORD GEORGE GORDON is preparing to _beard_ Mr. ATTORNEY GENERAL on the question of bail; and Mr. _Attorney_ on his part is preparing a _cutting_ argument for _trimming Lord George_, but though his Lordship has been so long in the _suds_, it is not thought that _shaving_ will take place till _the day of Judgement_. The paragraph which appeared in a certain respectable Morning Print, relative to the discharge of a person from St. James’s, for having paid a grateful attention to Lord George in his distresses is, however, not true; indeed, the report was too _ungracious_ to be so. O QUACKERY! where wilt thou end? O PHYSIC, when are thy disgraces to terminate? There are at this time a practitioner in town, who says to his patients--“Use my _wegetable_, follow my _regiment_, and never fear it will _radicate_ all your _pectril_ complaints.” Such a character should not escape the animadversion of THE TIMES; but of _this here_ Doctor more anon--when _The Times_ have leisure. Yesterday the Purser of the Dutton, Captain Hunt, for Bombay and China, received his final dispatches from the India House. It is really surprising that Bedford Street, one of the great leading avenues to the Strand, should continue to remain in so confined a state towards the bottom; it resembles a great bottle with a small neck; there is not literally at its entrance from the Strand room for two coaches to go abreast, yet forty yards higher it is roomy and spacious. If the houses which form so great a bulk on the right hand, where Cater the Pawnbroker now lives, were thrown down, and an elegant range of new buildings to match the opposite corner, where Mess. Humble and Henderson’s upholstery warehouse is, it would certainly be equally commodious with either Catherine or Southampton Street.