[1] _Cobbett’s Evening Post_ (Wm. C., Jun., printer and publisher, 269, Strand) was started on the 29th January, 1820, and ran for about two months. The early numbers are largely devoted to the Coventry election. On the 28th March a notice is given that the paper will be discontinued, with a remark that, “at the time when this undertaking was resolved on, it was uncertain what one could do, and could not do, in the state of slavery in which the new laws placed the press.” The _Register_ was missed on one or two occasions, and it was found that the attempt to carry on both would be “to make both indifferent;” besides, people both preferred the _Weekly Register_ and found that Cobbett could, in that, do better justice to his powers. [2] _Vide_ Loudon; also Donaldson’s “Agricultural Biography.” [3] One of Cobbett’s bits of “verse” is upon the wickedness of _repining_:-- Come, little children, list’ to me While I describe your duty, And kindly lead your eyes to see Of lowliness the beauty. ’Tis true your bony backs are bare, Your lips too dry for spittle, Your eyes as dead as whitings’ are, Your bellies growl for vict’al; But, dearest children, oh! believe, Believe not treach’rous senses! ’Tis they your infant hearts deceive, And lead into offences. When frost assails your joints by day, And lice by night torment ye, ’Tis to remind you oft to pray, And of your sins repent ye. At parching lips when you repine, And when your belly hungers, You covet what, by right Divine, Belongs to Borough-mongers. Let dungeons, gags, and hangman’s noose, Make you content and humble, Your heav’nly crown you’ll surely lose If here on earth you grumble.