We felicitate the town on this establishment: it is the most attractive to the Greeks, and the most expeditive to the pigeon who wishes to be soon _done_; for what will not women, play, and good cheer effect? Here, if a man escape one way, he must be sure to fall another; and, it may be observed, that the adventurous youth may tell his tale in a small compass— ‘Incidit in Scyllam, cupiens vitare Charybdim.’ We hear that something of a schism exists among the proprietors of this house. It is too _good_ a thing, however, to break up. While on this subject, we would ask Mr Miller, whether he and George Shade, the printer, did not bamboozle—— and—— and—— and—— out of a round sum, on the suppression of a certain pamphlet? The Lisle Street, Panton Street, and Covent Garden _hells_ are _below_ notice, compared to those foregoing ones, so near the Court, and enjoying such _deserved_ celebrity. 71 PALL MALL. _Firm: Taylor, Phillips, Lowe and Fielder._ The ex-banker of Southwark, we apprehend, finds his connection with Mr Phillips more lucrative than that with Sir M. B——. Much might have been said on this establishment, but we have our reasons for not entering into details at present. Mr Phillips has been abroad, and, consequently, gives himself the airs of a travelled man, sets up for an _homme d’esprit_, fancies himself clever, and thinks he may be MIS_taken_ for a gentleman. ‘Oh! formose puer, nimium te crede colori!’ We have not done with you. We remember Sir John Lade. Of Captain Lowe, we can only say, that he deserves a better fate. SUNDAY HOUSES. Our moral readers may start at the designation of this department; yet common sense will tell them that, as the Sunday Houses are but few, their profits must be the greater. Don’t tell me about religion, morality, decorum, etc. Those who hear _gentlemen_ express themselves in these sinks of corruption, will at once discover that they are men of the world, who can adapt their conversation to their hearers. First under this head is 77 JERMYN STREET. _George Smith, George Pope and Co._ The scenes which nightly occur at this house, beggar all description. It is a hazard table, where the chances are little in favour of the uninitiated player. The first proprietor is low in stature as in breeding, a corpulent, self-sufficient, strutting, coxcombical, irreligious prig. Mr P. is a respectable, decent, modest personage enough in his way. He is humble, and is forced to succumb to the other, who is the monied partner. Many tradesmen, broken, breaking, or in the _right way_, honour this house with their presence. This house, not being large enough for its trade, the proprietors have opened another in St James’s Street. OLDFIELD, BENNET AND CO., _27 Bury Street._ Mr Oldfield is not a well-proportioned man. He has red hair, and soon betrays his dunghill origin. He is a pragmatical, bloated, officious, flippant coxcomb, with the _tout-ensemble_ of a waiter.