We have heard of the scarcity of gold coin, and how, during the War-time it used to be smuggled out of the Country; it must have gladdened some hearts to have read, under date of August 19th, "_Guineas_ may shortly be expected to reappear. Seven-shilling pieces, which should be considered as their _avant couriers_, already peep out!" Anent this lack of gold coin there was an amusing skit published thereon in this year, which I reproduce, partly for the illustration which represents a beadle in all his glory,--a being that is fast fading away. The Cocked hat has already gone, and I know not now where to find what would be termed, heraldically, "a beadle in his pride." The following is entitled "A Whole Family Lost." [Illustration: A Whole Family Lost.--_November 24, 1814._] "O Yes! If any of the relatives or next of kin of one Mr. Guinea, who about the year 1800 was much seen in England, and is supposed to be an Englishman, will give information where he can be met with, they will be handsomely rewarded, on application to Mr. John Bull, _Growling Lane_ opposite _Threadneedle Street_. A proportionate reward will be given for information relative to his son Mr. Half-Guinea; or his Grandson, young Seven Shilling piece. Papers innumerable have been issued in consequence of their disappearance, but all in vain; and they are believed by many persons to have left the kingdom; though others shrewdly suspect they lie hid somewhere in the Country waiting for more favourable times before they dare make their appearance, as they have reason to suppose they would be instantly _taken up_, and put in _close Confinement_. Their sudden disappearance is particularly to be regretted, as they were in great favour with the people, and enjoyed the _King's Countenance_ to such a degree that they actually bore the _Royal Arms_. Notwithstanding they are people of real worth, yet it must be confessed that, by getting occasionally into bad Company, they have lost some of their weight in society, yet, if they will return, all faults will be forgiven; no questions will be asked, but they may depend upon being received with open arms by their disconsolate friends, who, by this temporary separation have learnt to appreciate their sterling worth. They resemble each other very closely, and may very easily be known by their _round faces_, and by their complexion, which is of _bright yellow_; for though they, it is true, were born, and acquired their polish in London, yet it is well ascertained that the family originally came, and derived their name, from the Coast of _Guinea_, a place too well known in _Liverpool_ to require any description. GOD SAVE THE KING." "LINES SUGGESTED BY HEARING IT SAID THAT THE R--G--T WAS IN THE ARMS OF MORPHEUS. In Morpheus's arms as the R--g--t once lay, 'Ecod!' said the God, 'this old boy is no feather; If he slept but as soundly by night as by day, I should envy e'en ATLAS himself this hot weather.'"