_Thursday._--Again a crowded assembly in Lords to-night to hear its most brilliant Member. The Bishops, in great force, clustered, a group of fluttering white lawn, on right of Woolsack. "The white flower of a blameless Parliamentary life," the MARKISS says of them. Not an inch of red benches visible on Opposition side. Even Ministerial benches full, though, as was made clear in course of debate, not all who sit there are Ministerialists. ROSEBERY, looking more boyish than ever, sat amid the elders on Front Bench; makes no sign of intention to follow SELBORNE; takes no note nor betrays other evidence of uneasiness. SELBORNE preaches for hour and half. Understood to be sermon worthy of his fame; we Commoners in gallery over bar could hear only fragmentary portions of sentences. Reported that SELBORNE had lost his notes; Member for Sark recognises most kindly interposition of Providence. "If he speaks for hour and half with only recollection of his notes where would he have been if he had them?" Must get WEIR to put that conundrum to CHANCELLOR of the Exchequer. Grateful to ROSEBERY, since at least we can hear him, though he, too, now and then falls into habit of dropping end of sentence. This the less excusable, since none of them are heavy. A clever speech, scarcely obscuring what seems to be difficult position. "Dancing among the eggs," is BALFOUR OF BURGHLEY'S commentary. Of all listeners in the brilliant throng none so attentive as the MARKISS. Seems, on the whole, to like speech better than does SPENCER. "Reminds me, TOBY," MARKISS says, "of what LOVELACE wrote to LUCASTA, 'on going to the wars.' How does it run? I could not love Home Rule so much Loved I not GLADSTONE more." In the Commons pegging away at estimates; occasional explosions; JOSEPH, popping in from Lords, said a few genial words just to keep matters going, and disappeared again. Came back after midnight in time to have a round with SQUIRE OF MALWOOD. Uneasy feeling prevalent consequent on announcement made early in sitting that charwoman employed in service of House has died of cholera. This regarded as being exceedingly inconsiderate. Questions usually every day about cholera at Grimsby and Hull. That all very well; an incident possible to regard with philosophical mind. But cholera in our own kitchen quite another sort of microbe. "I'm a family man," said COBB. "It's no use denying it, and I will not attempt it. Was thinking of staying to see this out; begin to think the Session unduly prolonged. In short, if I may quote an old proverb adapted to the occasion, I would say, When cholera comes in by the window COBB goes out by the door." _Business done._--Third night Home-Rule debate in Lords. Supply in Commons. [Illustration: "Finished."]