On the day the queen died, Parliament met to vote addresses to her successor. The Jacobite spirit was not entirely extinguished in either House. In spite of an attempt to obtain an adjournment in the Upper Chamber, the Lords carried an address, in which they said: ‘With faithful hearts we beseech your Majesty to give us your royal presence.’ In the Commons, Mr. Secretary Bromley moved an address so made up of grief expressed for Anne’s death, that Walpole demanded ‘something more substantial;’ and loyal members insisted that congratulations rather than condolence should abound in the address from the Commons. To both Houses the king intimated that he was hastening to satisfy their ‘affectionate urgences.’ [Sidenote: _POLITICAL AMENITIES._] Meanwhile rival papers watched each other as jealously as adversaries in churches and the streets. Abel, in the ‘Post Boy,’ happened to say, ‘We patiently await the arrival of the king!’ The ‘Flying Post’ flew at him immediately. ‘Villain,’ ‘vile wretch,’ and ‘monster,’ were among the amenities flung at Abel. Here was a ‘fellow’ who dared to say he ‘_patiently_ waited’ for an event for which the ‘faithful Commons’ had declared they ‘waited _impatiently_.’ In his next number, Abel said he _meant_ ‘impatiently.’ He was called a liar now, as he had been traitor before. Others said, ‘Hang this odious beast!――he dares to say he waits impatiently the arrival of the king! _What king, Bezonian?_ We guess it is his Bar-le-ducish Majesty!’ Such was the nick-name given to the Chevalier de St. George, who was then residing at Bar-le-Duc, in Lorraine. [Sidenote: _SACHEVEREL: MARLBOROUGH._]