At length, the loaves and fishes being about to be carried off, the Whigs speak out: like sulky Master Johnny, who, pouting all dinner-time, with his finger in his mouth, suddenly finds his tongue when the apple-dumplings are to be taken from the table. Then does he advance his plate, seize his ivory knife and fork, put on a look of determined animation, and cry aloud for plenty of paste, plenty of fruit, and plenty of sugar! And then _Mrs. Tory_ (it must be confessed a wicked old _Mother Cole_ in her time), with a face not unlike the countenance of a certain venerable paramour at a baptismal rite, declares upon her hopes of immortality that the child shall have nothing of the sort, there being nothing so dangerous to the constitution as plenty of flour, plenty of fruit, and plenty of sugar. Therefore, there is a great uproar with Master Johnny: the House, to use a familiar phrase, is turned out of the windows; the neighbourhood is roused; Master Johnny rallies his friends about him, that is, all the other boys of _the court_, and the fight begins. Johnny and his mates make a very good fight, but certain heavy Buckinghamshire countrymen--fellows of fifty stone--are brought to the assistance of that screaming beldame _Mother Tory_, and poor Master Johnny has no other election than to listen to the shouts of triumph that declare there never shall be plenty of flour, plenty of sugar, or, in a word, plenty of pudding. However, Lord Russell is not discouraged. No; he says "there _shall_ be cakes and ale, and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth, too!" We only trust that his Lordship's manifesto is not tinged by those feelings of hope (and in the case of his lordship we may add, resignation) that animate most men about to enter wedlock. We trust he does not confound his own anticipations of happiness with the prospects of the country; for in allusion to the probable policy of the Tories, he says--"Returned to office--they may adopt our measures, and submit to the influence of reason." Reason from the Stanleys--reason from the Goulburns--reason from the Aberdeens! When the Marquis of Londonderry shall have discovered the longitude, and Colonel Sibthorp have found out the philosopher's stone, we may then begin to expect the greater miracle. The Whigs, according to Lord Russell's letter, have really done so much when out of power, and--as he insinuates, are again ready to do so much the instant they are expelled the Treasury--that for the sake of the country, it must be a matter of lamentation if ever they get in again. * * * * * PUNCH AND SIR JOHN POLLEN.