'_Oct. 25._--Among the personages who lately attracted public notice at Brighton, was an original, or _would be_ original, generally known by the appellation of THE GREEN MAN. He dressed in green pantaloons, green waistcoat, green frock, green cravat: and, though his ears, whiskers, eyebrows, and chin were powdered, his countenance, no doubt, from the reflection of his clothes, was also green. He ate nothing but greens, fruits and vegetables; had his rooms painted green, and furnished with green sofa, green chairs, green tables, green bed, and green curtains. His gig, his livery, his portmanteau, his gloves and his whip were all green. With a green silk handkerchief in his hand, and a large watch chain with green seals, fastened to the green buttons of his green waistcoat, he paraded every day on the Steine. 'This morning, at six o'clock, this gentleman leaped from the window of his lodging, on the south parade, into the street, ran thence to the verge of the cliff nearly opposite, and threw himself over the precipice, to the beach below. The height of the cliff whence he precipitated himself, is about 20 feet perpendicular. From the general demeanour of the above gentleman, it is supposed he is deranged. His name, we understand, is Henry Cope, and that he is related to some highly distinguished families.' There were some contemporary verses on Mr. Cope: 'A spruce little man in a doublet of _green_, Perambulates, daily, the streets and the Steyne. _Green_ striped is his waistcoat, his small clothes are _green_, And, oft, round his neck a green 'kerchief is seen. _Green_ watch string, green seals, and, for certain, I've heard, (Tho' they're powdered) _green_ whiskers, and eke a _green_ beard; _Green_ garters, _green_ hose, and, deny it who can, The Brains, too, are _green_, of this little green man.' Another account of him says: 'Mr. Cope, at four o'clock, walked on the Steyne; he wore a huge cocked hat, with gold tassels. He was surrounded with company, who expressed their surprise at the size of his hat: when he answered that he was then performing a different character from that of the preceding day. He is the gaze of Brighton.' In 1807 the Princess Charlotte was staying at Worthing, and paid a surprise visit to the good folks of Brighton.