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with ingratitude, and with breach of I do not tell you what offers I with

their engagements; and on fomething of this laft fort being objected to himfelf, he answered, That if he had broken his word with them, it did not justify them for breaking their word with him.' In fine, after much foothing and raging, the Corporation determined against the Duke by a divifion of feventeen to eleven. His Grace then withdrew, promifing them that he would be preient on the Monday following.

The Corporation then adjourned to the Common-hall, and fwore in a number of Freemen, the most respectable, it is fuppofed, for property and character, that ever were admitted at one time.

On Sunday evening the Dukes of Bedford and Marlborough, Sir George Ofborne, Sir John Hinde Cotton, George Onflow, Efq; Mr. Whitb ead, one of the Members for this town, Col. Burgoyne, Mr. Palmer, the Duke's íteward, the Duke's deputy (as Recorder of Bedford) and many others came to the Swan; but not finding that the expreffes they had difspatched had brought in any confiderable number of Freemen, the two Dukes quitted the town.

On Monday morning the Duke of Bd came again to the Swan, but retired from Bedford in about half an hour, in despair of carrying his point, and without appearing in the Hall as expected. The election of a Mayor for Bedford came on about twelve, when Four Hundred and Fifty-eight Freemen polled for Mr. Cawne: Only Twenty-fix polled for Mr. Richards, the Duke's candidate. The Deputy Recorder then defired the "Friends of the Duke of Bedford and Mr. Whitbread," (for fo he exprefly termed them) to poll no more; becafe, he faid, "it would not antwer their purpole, it being impoffible to get a majority." The Freemen then chose two Bailiffs and two Chamberlains.

Mr. Cawne was declared duly elected Mayor.

Mr. Hornbuckle Parker and Mr. James Howard, Bailiffs.

And Mr. William Skevington and Mr. William Yarnton, Chamberlains, for the year enfuing.

food myfelf: others will inform you of your lofs that way; but I know you will be pleafed at it: for though you will be left five hundred pounds poorer, I fhall leave you the title of an honest man's fon, of which you will be prouder than that of the title of Duke.

After the King's health, whilft you live, drink to the Mayor, Town-Clerk, and Corporation of Bedford; and depend upon it, that when the struggle is between Heaven and Hell, Heaven will always prevail.

YOUR LOVING FATHER.

The following is handed about as an Abstract of the Speech delivered by a popular Gentleman in the Town-hail of Bedford, on occafion of the late conteft for the election of a Mayor of that Corporation.

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Have the honour to be in the number of thofe Freemen whom the noble

has adorned by his abufe. Such abufe I will neither reply to, nor retort. The disapprobation of fome men is real praife; and difapprobation thus delivered, and founded on fuch principles, has but confirmed my fenfe of the propriety of the measure in which I have concurred, and my reverence of that glorious, uncorrupted fpirit, with which the Corporation of Bedford have vindicated to themfelves, and to their pofterity, thofe inherent rights, which ONE MAN would have engroffed, and would have perverted to the worit purposes of oppreffion.

It is agreed on all hands, that the Chief Magiftrate of this Borough ought to be, and is invefted with the power of creating Freemen, in order to jecure the Corporation from falling into decay. Let us understand the terms we make ufe of. What is the decay of a Cor-poration? Is it merely the reduction of its numbers by cafualties, or the courfe of time? or is it not more fatally and more decifively loft, when one overgrown predominant influence, one vatt Leviathan, has fwallowed up all the individuals? Such devouring influence goes to the very roots of English freedom.-Hence, inttead of fair reprefentation, the public auction of feats

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in Parliament. The recollection, and, may I be allowed to fay, the Confcience, of the noble muft fupply him with a recorded inftance of fuch a fale. Boroughs are, indeed, the deadly part of our conftitution, if they are to be the inftruments of forcing thro' thofe barriers, which the wifdom of our anceftors has placed between the hereditary and the elective legiflators of England. When once the Lords fhall have acquired the nomination of a majority of Members of the other Houfe, the boafted conftitution of this country will be at an end; the three eftates of the legiflature will be but a name, and we

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fhall return to that state of vaffalage, which is more to be dreaded than the oppreffion of a fingle tyrant, in proportion as an ariftocracy comes nearer to our doors, and as one master is preferable to many.

The dominion of the Nobles was the worst tyranny introduced by the Norman invafion. The idea is French. And let me obferve, in conclufion, that from the Conqueft to the Peace of Fontainebleau,and still more fignally during the fhort period that has fince elapfed, it will be found invariably true, that the friends of France have been declared enemies to the liberties of mankind.

A particular Account of the Jubilee held at Stratford-upon-Avon in Warwickfhire, on Wednesday the 6th of September, and the two following Days, to the immortal Memory of Shakespeare.

N Wednesday laft, Sept. 6, about But to rare Warwickshire, all must submit,

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the Performers from Drury-lane Theatre
ferenaded the Ladies thro' the streets,
beginning with the following fong :
Let beauty with the fun arife,

To Shakespeare tribute pay,
With heavenly fmiles and fpeaking eyes,
Give grace and luftre to the day.
Each fmile the gives protects his name,
What face fhall dare to frown?
Not Envy's felf can blaft the fame,

Which Beauty deigns to crown.
With the foregoing they alfo enter.
tained the company with the Warwick-
fhire Ballad, written by Mr. Garrick,
and is as follows:

Ye Warwickshire lads, and ye laffes,
See what at our Jubilee pafies,

Come revel away, rejoice and be glad,

Warwickshire wit,
How he writ!

For the wit of all wits, was a Warwickshire wit
Old Ben, Thomas Otway, John Dryden,
And half a score more we take pride in,
Of famous Will Congreve, we boatt too the skill,
But the Will of all Wills, was a Warwickshire
Warwickfire Will,
Matchlefs ftill,

[will, twill.

For the Will of all Wills, was a Warwickshire
Our SHAKESPEARE compar'd is to no man,
Nor Frenchman, nor Grecian, nor Roman,
Their fwans are all geefe, to the Avon's fweet
fwan,
[man,

And the man of all men, was a Warwickfire
Warwickshire man,
Avon's fwan,

[man. And the man of all men, was a Warwickshire As ven'fon is very inviting,

For the lad of all lads, was a Warwickflire lad, To feel it our bard took delight in,

Warwickfire lad,
Ail be glad,

For the lad of all lads, was a Warwickshire lad,

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To make his friends merry he never was lag,
And the wag of all wags,was aWarrickhirewag,
Warwickfire wag,
Ever brag,

For the wag of all wags, was a Warwickshire wag.
Of all the was worth he robb'd Natare;
There never was feen fuh a creature,
He took all her fimiles, and he tool: a'1 her grief,.
And the thief of all thieves, was a Wartol.khire
Warwickshire thief,
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He's the chief,

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The town being roufed by these performances, feveral guns were fired, and the Magiftrates affembled about eight in one of the principal streets. A public breakfast was to be in the Town-hall at nine. Mr. Garrick, the Steward, came to the breakfast-room at a little after eight, to be in readiness to receive the company; previous to which, however, the Mayor, at the head of the Corporation, in their formalities, waited upon Mr. Garrick, and in a polite fpeech, delivered by the Town-Clerk, prefented him with a medallion of Shakespeare, carved on a piece of the famous Mulberry-tree, planted by the immortal Poet's own hand, and richly fet in gold. Mr. Garrick, to this mark of attention, made a fuitable reply, and faftened the prefent about his neck. Soon after this the room filled. Favours were universally worn in honour of the first Dramatic Writer, by the Ladies as well as the Gentlemen. At breakfast, among other perfons of diftinction, there were prefent the Duke of Dorfet, Lord Beauchamp, Lord Grosvenor, Lord Archer, Sir Watkin Williams Wynne, the Hon. Mr. Conway, Lord Denbigh, Lord Spencer, Lord Craven, &c. &c. A party of drums and fifes performed several pieces oppofite the Town-hall.

From the Town-hall the company retired to the Church, where the Oratorio of Judith was performed, conducted by Dr. Arne. This piece opened at eleven. The Singers were Mr. Ver

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Mr. Champness, Mafter Brown, Mrs. Barthelemon, a young Lady pupil to Dr. Arne, and Mrs. Baddeley; the Chorufiles were very full; the Band was exceller it. When the Oratorio finished, Mr. Garrick and the performers walked in proceffion to the Amphitheat re, Mr.Vernon and the rest singing the following Chorus to an accompanyme at of proper inftruments.

This is the day, a Holiday! a Holiday!
Drive fleen and rancour far away!
This is the day, a Holiday! a Holiday!
Drive care and forrow far away.
Here Natu re nurs'd her darling boy,
From whom all care and forrow fly,

Who e harp the Muses ftrung;
From heart to heart let joy rebound,
Now, now we tread enchanted ground,

Here Shakespeare walk'd and fung!

At three a public ordinary for Ladies. and Gentlemen was kept in the Amphi theatre; where they were occafionally entertained with fongs and catches till they retired to drefs for the Affembly.

The Affembly-room is built in imitation of the Ranelagh Rotunda, and at least half as large, crouded with company, many perfons of the first diftinction, viz. the Duke of Manchester, Lord Northampton, Lord Hertford, Lord Carlifle, Lord Shrewsbury, Lord Pigot, &c. The minuets continued till twelve o'clock, then the country-dances commenced, and about three every body retired.

On Thursday morning, September 7, breakfast was given in the fame manner as the preceding day; after which the company went to the Amphitheatre, where the Dedication Ode was performed, under the direction of Dr. Arne. The recitative parts were spoken by Mr. Garrick, and perhaps, in all the characters he ever played, he never fhewed more powers, more judgment, or ever made a stronger impreffion on the minds of his auditors.

ODE. Written by Mr. Garrick.
TO what bleft genius of the ifle,

Shall Gratitude her tribute pay,
Decree the festive day,
Erect the ftatue, and devote the pile?
Do not your fympathetic hearts accord

To own the "bofom's lord ?”
'Tis he! 'tis he !-that demi-god!
Who Avon's flow'ry margin trod,

While fportive Fancy round him flew,
Where Nature led him by the hand,
Inftructed him in all the knew,
And gave him abfolute command!
'Tis he! 'tis he!
"The god of our idolatry!"
To him the fong, the edifice we raife,
He merits all our wonder, all our praise!
Yet ere impatient joy break forth,
In founds that lift the foul from earth,
And to our spell-bound minds impart
Some faint idea of his magic art;
Let awful filence still the air!
From the dark cloud, the hidden light
Burfts tenfold bright!
Prepare! prepare! prepare!
Now fwell the choral fong,
Roll the full tide of harmony along;
Let Rapture fweep the trembling strings,
And Fame expanding all her wings,
With all her trumpet tongues proclaim,
The lov'd, rever'd, immortal name!
Shakespeare! Shakespeare! Shakespeare !

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