Among the busts in the sculpture-room we notice those of Lord Eldon, Sir F. Burdett, Sir H. Davy, the late Lord Bishop of Salisbury, &c. G.W.N. * * * * * SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS. * * * * * (_Concluded from, page 254_.) "_N'importe!_" exclaimed Stubbs, gaily; "there are more admirers, in this world, of the ridiculous than of the true, that let me tell you. But I must to my studies, for the night approaches. Next Monday--and this is Thursday--and I am by no means _au fait_ yet in my part. So good morning--let me see you soon again--and meanwhile adieu! adieu! remember me!" Mr. M'Crab departed; and Mr. Henry Augustus Constantine Stubbs prepared to go through the soliloquy of "To be--or not to be," before a mirror which reflected the whole of his person. Monday came, and oh! with what a flutter of delight Mr. Stubbs cast his eyes upon that part of the paper, where the play for the evening was announced, and where he read, "_This evening will be acted the tragedy of Hamlet: the part of Hamlet by a gentleman, his first appearance on any stage._" * * * * * His carriage was at the door--and he told the coachman to drive down ---- street, that he might see in passing along, whether the crowd at the pit and gallery doors, would obstruct his progress. It was not quite so large as to stretch across the carriage road; but he was sure there were some hundreds, though so early, and he thought they must have heard who the "gentleman" was, that was then rolling by. He would not be positive, too; but he could almost swear he heard an huzza, as he passed along. There were above a dozen persons collected round the stage door; and he plainly perceived that _they_ drew back with respectful admiration, as the new Hamlet stepped out of his carriage.