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preme; there is no time or opportunity to cement acquaintances; the old order has passed away, and the new order leaves everything to be desired, and year after year only adds to the long list of failures and disappointments on the part of those families who cling to a tradition which is nothing but a name.

P. Surely the ladies you mention must have possessed far greater merits than those associated with mere fashion. You say they were highly accomplished; but even fashion and accomplishments cannot explain the vast influence they seem to have exercised.

A. This is true. I will take Lady Jersey: from her earlies: youth she had played a great role in society, and was proficient in the qualifications which constitute its charm. An admirable linguist, all foreigners found a home in Berkeley Square. She posse-sed the special knowledge which rendered her society agreeable to literary men and her keenness in politics placed her at the head, as it made her house the centre, of attraction to the then Tory party. At the time I knew her she was at the zenith of her popularity. Her personal influence was remarkable. Whenever she travelled she met with exceptional attentions. I remember when she arrived in Paris she was received like royalty by all the directors of the Chemin du Nord; and when she visited the Louvre the galleries were all lit up, an honour only paid to royalty. She moved with a kind of regal dignity, as if she felt herself to be the queen of Society. What an acquaintance she had among the celebrities of the day! She frequently expressed regret that she had never kept a

list of those who had dined with her since she first lived in Berkeley Square. Their very names would have been an interesting record of the past. Byron was a frequent visitor there. She told me that after his separation from Lady Byron, when he left the seat he had occupied next her at the end of the room, the ladies who approached her lifted up their dresses that they might not be polluted by touching the floor where he had passed, so strong was the feeling against him. It certainly required a great deal of self-denial to fill such a position as Lady Jersey's. One thing, she could rarely go out at night; indeed, she always dined at home, and had a table for ten or twelve every day. Her intimate friends had the privilege of writing their names down at the house, and dining there whenever there was room. Of course, this kind of life was very expensive; so, independent of popularity, prestige, and rank, other qualifications were indispensable for a lady of fashion. Lady Jersey's name recalls to my memory one who was widely known, and as widely appreciated and loved." Let me pay this tribute to Lady Clementina Villiers, the light of her home and of the society she adorned. Some one remarked to Lord Jersey, "No one was perfect." is one who is perfect-there is Clementina," was his reply. Her very presence lent a charm to all her surroundings. Leading the gay life of the Loudon season, she found time for many accomplishments and serious studies. Needless to say how many suitors she had, amongst them being the Duke d'Ossuna" pleasant, agree

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The Duke d'Ossuna represented the magnificence of the old Spanish grandees. During his prolonged absences, his palace in Madrid was kept up as if he were

able, sixteen times Grandee of
Spain. He renewed over and over
again most magnificent offers; and
he really was attached to her, for
a friend who long resided at
Madrid told me his palace at
Madrid was full of drawings of
Lady Clementina. She was indeed
a pearl which he hoped he had
found in his path in life: but he
pleaded in vain. What infinite
grace and charm she possessed!
Well I remember when there was
to be a grand fancy ball at the
palace, when it was intended to
introduce the minuet, how
da ly practised the steps in Berke-
ley Square under the direction of
the fleur des poix, the young gay
Prince Talleyrand. Then Augus-
tus Stafford wrote a graceful stan-
za, with which all sympathised,
for Lady Clementina:-

"May every hope and every joy
Combine to make thy lot
As tranquil as the minuette,
And as gay as the gavotte."

we

Alas! it was not to be. Lady
Clementina went abroad to Ger-
many in 1858, and died there. I
was told that she had a singular
foreknowledge of her death when
she left her home never to return.

"In the sunset of life there is mystical
lore,
And coming events cast their shadows

tion that Lady Palmerston's dine
ners and receptions kept the party
together. She was a perfect hostess.
Except the first Lady Granville, I
have never seen any one possessed
of so n.uch act, and, on great oc-
casions, courtesy. Lady Gran-
ville's manner was Con-umu ate
acting; she had not only a word,
but the word, to say to all her
guests. When ambassadress in
Paris she was always looking be-
y nd the person she was actual y
receiving, and preparing for the
jext. Never was ambass; dress
more popuar. But Lady Palm 1-
ston's frank and genial manner
really came from the heart.
was grateful to her husband's up-
porters, and her welcome was the
expression of her affection for, and
pride in him. No leader of a
party ever had a more efficient
help ate than Lady Palmerston
proved herself to Lord Palmers'on.

The

P. What do you say to Mrs Disraeli-I beg her pardon-Lady Beaconsfield?

A. Yes; he was certainly lis "guide, companion, counsellor, and find," and Lord Beacons field fully appreciated her sym pathy and devotion. He always said that he owed everything to her. But she never attempted a salon; hers were entirely domestic qualities. As the wife of a great kader and minister she had little influence on the party; in fact, was very little known. Lady Palmerston was entirely devoted to the object of confirming the wandering in their adherence, and winning over opponents. Many a difficult crisis has been avert d by Lady Palmerston entering the A. There is not the least ques- room at the suitable moment, and

before."

P. This was very sad; but tell me about Lady Palmerston. Do not you think that Lord Palmerston owd much to Lady Palmer ston, and that her great popularity and hospitality was of much use in his relations with his party?

resident there-establishment, stables, and a daily table for twenty, at which his major-domo presided. He had eight chateaux or palaces maintained in the same condition, and as many more which only required a few days for preparation; and all this time he lived in a small apartment in Paris.

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word! here is Lady Palmerston.
My dear, welcome your old friend
home; he is one of us again. He
will dine with us to-day-won't
you? We must keep you, now we
have got you back. I am off to a
Cabinet. Lady Palmerst n, get
our friend to tell you some of
those anecdotes which used to de-
light us; I leave him in your care.
God-bye au revoir, at eight
o'clock,' and so he rushed out.
am engaged to dine, and have lost
my chance!"

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He possessed great epi rammatic power. Some one marked there was no difference between occupation and business. Why," he remarked, "the Fr nch are in occupation of Ancona, but they have no business there." He defined a deputation as a noun of multitude. signifying a great many, but signifying very little." He certain y bad the art of keeping in office, hence the nes :—

in her charming manner insisting on the discontented or disan pointed one accepting hr gracious hospitality. She possessed the power of making each visitor feel that he was the guest she delighted to honor; and thus her receptions were highly appreciated, and were of incalculable benefit to the party. Lord Palmer-ton was also admirable in his tact and manner. It was ironically said of him by an old diplomatist, “Lord Palmerston is an excellent Foreign Secretary, he has so many pleasant social vices." One thing is certain, he had remarkable social qualities. he was keen in observation, with a curiosa felicitus of expression,-a consummate actor. An old friend who was recailed from an important but distant legation, and appointed to an inferior post in Europe, came to me the day of his arrival in a state of indignation that he had never been consulted about the change. "I shall go at once to Carlton Gardens and let his lordship know in unmeasured term what I think of his abominable conduct; afterwards I will return and tell you the result." He d return; and I said I hoped he has not minced the matter with the Minister. "Plague confound the fellow! I never could say a word." "What do you mean?" Why, I sent in my card and was kept in the diningroom, while he was, of course, arranging the scene; for no sooner was I shown into his study, than before I could utter a word, he rushed up, seized me by both hands,― My dear, dear friend,' he What art can chase the tempus molle,

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said, 'I rejoice we have you back amongst us; you exchange barbaric life for civilisation; all your friends are so glad to welcome you.' 'My lord, I am surprised, I strug gled to say 'Not a word, not a

"Full many a government I have
known

For now twice twenty years,
In every one I see this name
Of Palmerston appears.

But yet I would not rashly blame,
And pause ere I condemn;
Did all these rat to Palmerston,

Or Palmerston to them?"

His vanity gave occasion for many a joke; there was one, the parody on Goldsmith's

"When some gay viscount, old and jolly,

Thinks that his hair becomes too grey;

What art can drive his years away?

The only art his years to cover,

To hide his age from every eye, And be the young and tender lover We used to know him, is to dye!"

He might have been classed among the daudies I have mentioned.

Lord Palmerston possessed great readiness and tact. A friend of mine wished to obtain a consular appointment for a re'ative-this was before the introduction of competitive examinations. "Too happy to serve you," said Lord Palmerston. "Cal to-morrow and I will see what can be done." The next day he proposed a consulship of £6,000 a-year in Asia Minor. My friend was delighted. But as he was leaving the room, Lord Palmerston called out, "I will have the papers sent for you to sign." "What papers?" " Why, you are aware that whoever recommends a consul, is made responsible for all the money that passes through the consul's hands." Need I add that there was an end of the transaction, for the relative was fond of play, which Lord Palmerston well knew.

P. What was the meaning of the feud between Urquhart and Palmer-ton? You must have known Urquhart.

A. Iutimately; and a remarkable man he was. His relations with Lord Palmerston were curious. I forget what was the original cause of Urquhari's hatred of Palmerston; of one thing he was cer tainly convinced, that he (Lord Palmerston) was in the pay of Russia and betrayed the interest of England. The thing was absurd; but Lord Palmerston did not like it, and was very glad when Urquhart had the opportunity of bring ing forward his indictment in the House, when, as was expected, he entirely failed to substantiate any of his charges. From that moment the faith as it was in Urquhart," as the Spectator' styled it, visibly declined.

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P. Had he not a large following?
A. Very large indeed. There

were a great number of persons,
and these men of ability and con-
sideration, who regarded Urquhart
as a prophet-as the founder of
a new dispensation. His was a
strange career. He was secretary
at Constantinople during Lord
Pousonby's embassy; he then adop-
ed quite the oriential life, and his
influence entirely superseded the
ambassa lor's. This led to violent
scenes, and Urquhart was recalled;
this was in the reign of William
IV., who became acquainted with
Urquhart, and at once was subject
this influence. Had the king
lived, that influence would have
affected any government. At this
time the Portfolio,' a collection of
documents on public affairs, was
edited and written by Urquhart.
It produced a great sensation in
the diplomatic world; not alone
by the new light it threw on many
political and social questions, but
from the keen observations and
ability of the writer. It contained,
from time to time, passages of
singular beauty and remarkable
foresight. I remember when he
foretold our terrible Afghanistan
disasters of 1841, he wrot (I quote
from memory): "I warn you in
this midnight of your intoxication
a day-dawn of sorrow is at hand;
and although my voice is now
raised in vain, and my words find
no responsive echo in your hearts,
they will sink into your spirits
when they are broken and sub-
dued by misfortune." His chief
work-The Spirit of the East '—
possesses great merit.
He was
entirely master of the Eastern
question; and on his own evi-
denc, like the poet, he wandered
eastward, not "now and then," but
in his daily life. His house at
Watford was an Eastern palace,
with a Turkish bath (for it was
Mr Urquhart who introduced Turk-
ish baths into this country), which

in luxuriousness was inferior to none in Constantinople. Here Mr Urquhart passed much of his time writing and sipping sherbet, with the themometer at 140 to 150 degrees Fahrenheit. The repasts consisted of piloffs, kabobs, Indian curries, and sauces. He expended all the fortune he inherited, and the large sums he received from his many followers, on missions and couriers to all parts of the globe. Through him the world was to be renewed. Never was a greater instance of how faith in one's self can affect others. Although he has long pass d away from public life, his memory survives among many who are interested in foreign affairs. The Foreign Affairs Committee of Newca-tle, and in many large towns, still exist and have not lost faith in their great master, with whom they were always in constant communication. Numerous deputations arrived from these local bodies, to ask advice as to candidates for Parliament, or for an opinion on the important foreign question of the day. Woe betide the individual who presumed to differ from, or wrongly interpret, the oracle!

Lord Houghton tells us in his melodious verse—

"Westward roll the orbs of heaven, Eastward turn the thoughts of men."

Every thought of Urquhart turned eastward: he could trace the influence of the East in the most trifling incident each thought was oriental. One morning he called on me accompanied by a tailor: he was to be the best man at a wedding, and wished for my advice as to his costume for the ceremony. There was a Scotch plaid lying on a chair, and the tailor, a little sallow sharp-nosed man, happened to take it up, and

threw it over his shoulder. Urquhart paused in the discussion, as to blue frock-coat or blue dresscoat, gilt or plain buttons, looked at the tailor, went to him with an exclamation of astonishment, seized him by the arm, and said, "Sir, you are an Eastern." "A what sir?" said the astounded man. "An Eastern,―an Arab. N. one without Eastern blood could have worn a plaid in that way. What's "Your your name?" "Jones, sir Christian name?" "Abraham." "Exactly; I was sure it was Eastern. I don't care what your name 18,-Jones, Potis, anything you like,—you may tell your famiy that they may call themselves what they like; but they are Arabs, they come from the East, and they should be proud of it."

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Urquhart invited me for two days to-1 forget the Eastern name he gave his house at Watford, by the river-side but he added, “if you come early you can take a bath." I was not greatly tempted to take, as I supposed he intended, a dip in the Thames; but I left early, and reached the house about 10 o'clock, where I was received by tw servants in oriental costume, who salaamed as they showed me into the drawing-room. "Family all in bath," said one "All in the river!" I exclaimed. 'No river, no river, sahib! in bath." It seemed an extraordinary reception, still more so when a small child, with only a little linen cloth on and all dripping wet, entered the room, made a low salaam, kissed my hand, pressed it to his forehead, and said, "Papa and mamma leave bath soon," and then ran away. What it all meant I could not imagine, never having heard of this Eastern life and Torkish baths; but presently the two orientals again appeared, threw open the folding-doors at one end

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