John Bull. "LOOK HERE, HERBERT, IF YOU'RE _GOING_ TO SAY 'EXCLUSION,' FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE _SAY_ IT AND GET IT OVER!" [_Parrot relapses into profound thought_.]] * * * * * ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT. (Extracted from the Diary of Toby, M.P.) _House of Commons, Tuesday, February_ 10.--Odd to find proceedings in House to-day reminiscent of incident in a famous trial. Occasion recognised as supremely momentous. Marks, within defined limit of time, crisis of bitter controversy. Before Session closes fate of Ireland and of the Ministry will be settled. PREMIER'S speech awaited with gravest anxiety. Lobby thronged with animated groups. Before four o'clock--when SPEAKER returned to Chair elate with consciousness of singular foresight in having "for greater accuracy" possessed himself of copy of KING'S Speech, presently read to expectant Members, most of whom heard it delivered from the Throne two hours earlier--stream of humanity flooded House, filling every seat and crowding Bar. It was at preliminary gathering that case of _Bardell_ v. _Pickwick_ was recalled. House awaiting arrival of Black Rod with summons to repair to gilded Chamber. Message delivered, SPEAKER, escorted by SERJEANT-AT-ARMS carrying Mace, marches off. From Treasury Bench and from Front Bench opposite, Leader of House and Leader of Opposition simultaneously rise and fall in. Other Ministers and ex-Ministers with mob of Members complete procession. When PREMIER and BONNER LAW met they heartily shook hands. CAPTAIN CRAIG and MOORE (of Armagh) looked at each other in pained surprise. [Illustration: _Mr. Pickwick_ (Captain Craig) regards with abhorrence the exchange of salutations between _Serjeant Buzfuz_ (Mr. Asquith) and his own counsel, _Serjeant Snubbin_ (Mr. Bonar Law).] Here was the touch of nature that makes the whole world kin. When seated in court awaiting opening of trial, _Mr. Pickwick_ observed a learned serjeant-at-law make friendly salutation to his own counsel. "Who's that red-faced man who said it was a fine morning, and nodded to our counsel?" he whispered to his solicitor. "Mr. Serjeant Buzfuz," was the reply. "He's opposed to us; he leads on the other side." _Mr. Pickwick_, it is recorded, regarded with great abhorrence the cold-blooded villainy of a man who, as counsel for the opposite party, presumed to tell _Mr. Serjeant Snubbin_, who was counsel for him, that it was a fine morning. Thus MOORE (of Armagh) and the COURAGEOUS CRAIG. Here were the contending forces set in battle array, and the first thing they behold is their Captain shaking hands with the commander of the enemy! An ominous beginning, they agreed, well calculated to depress the spirits of men who mean business.