The following were the numbers of the different bodies, as nearly as could be estimated:--24 _woolstaplers_, 38 _spinners_ and _manufacturers_, 6 _merchants_, 56 _apprentices_ and _masters’ sons_, 160 _wool-sorters_, 30 _combmakers_, 470 _wool-combers_, and 40 _dyers_. The KING, on this occasion, was an old man, named _Wm. Clough_, of Darlington, who had filled the regal station at four previous celebrations. Jason (the celebrated legend of the Golden Fleece of Colchis, is interwoven with the commemoration of the bishop,) was personated by _John Smith_; and the fair MEDEA, to whom he was indebted for his spoils, rode by his side.--BISHOP BLASE was a personage of very becoming gravity, also named _John Smith_; and he had enjoyed his pontificate several previous commemorations; his chaplain was _James Beethom_. The ornaments of the spinners and manufacturers had a neat and even elegant appearance, from the delicate and glossy whiteness of the finely combed wool which they wore. The apprentices and masters’ sons, however, formed the most showy part of the procession, their caps being richly adorned with ostrich feathers, flowers, and knots of various coloured yarn, and their stuff garments being of the gayest colours; some of these dresses, we understand, were very costly, from the profusion of their decorations. The shepherd, shepherdess, and swains, were attired in light green. The wool-sorters, from their number and the height of their plumes of feathers, which were, for the most part, of different colours, and formed in the shape of _fleur-de-lis_, had a dashing appearance. The combmakers carried before them the instruments here so much celebrated, raised on standards, together with golden fleeces, rams’ heads with gilded horns, and other emblems. The combers looked both neat and comfortable in their flowing wigs of well-combed wool; and the garb of the dyers was quite professional. Several well-painted flags were displayed, one of which represented on one side the venerable BISHOP _in full robes_, and on the other a shepherd and shepherdess under a tree. Another had a painting of MEDEA _giving up the golden fleece to_ JASON: a third had a portrait of the KING: and a fourth appeared to belong to some association in the trade. The whole procession was from half a mile to a mile in length. When the procession was ready to move, _Richard Fawcett, Esq._ who was on horseback at the head of the spinners, pronounced, uncovered, and with great animation, the following lines, which it had long been customary to repeat on these occasions, and which, if they have not much poetical elegance, have the merit of expressing true sentiments in simple language:--