SHOW OF HANDS FOR A LIBERAL CANDIDATE.

The borough is in commotion; the public spirit of the place, which is

cold without excitement, has become warm with; and every one, with the

understanding of an infant, is in arms for one or the other of the

candidates.

The bill-stickers are beginning to stick up for the different parties to

the approaching contest, and a linendraper has cut his principles to

ribbons by selling his favours to both sides. The Liberal candidate has

just come into the town, and has taken an oath that he will not spend a

shilling in the contest; so that, unless his agents understand business

better than he does, his return to Parliament is out of the question;

but his return to the place from whence he came would be the wisest step

possible.

The Tory candidate has taken another course, and all the voters in his

interest are reeling drunk about the streets, prepared to fight, or in

fact to do anything but to stand up for him.

The nomination took place yesterday, when the show of hands was

decidedly in favour of the Liberal; but, on the Tory being proposed,

there was an extensive show of cabbage-stalks, one of which was

transplanted into the eye of the honourable candidate. Most of the hands

that were held up had something upon the nail; and it is generally

rumoured that all the ten-pounders were loaded to the muzzle, at a

dinner given by a committee-man from London, on the popular side, who

ran away with the money entrusted to him to pay the bill, rather than

damage the good cause by letting in a proof of agency. He preferred,

like a true patriot, letting in the landlord.

The Corn Laws are, of course, the subject of much difference of opinion;

and one of the candidates is in favour of a sliding scale, while the

other declares that skates are the only things that ought to come in

upon it. He expressed also his conviction that we have no less an

authority than that of Lord Nelson for resisting, and even for evading

the fixed duty; "for," he exclaimed, "were not these the last words of

the gallant hero—'England expects every man to do his duty'?—which is

equivalent to a strong recommendation to every man 'to do' the

authorities who collect the duty at the custom-house."

The Income Tax has caused an immense sensation in the borough, and the

blind beggar who stands at the corner of the street, who evidently sees

the matter in its true light, is indignant at having to expose the

amount of his earnings. He says it is an immoral law, for it places a

tax on the offerings of benevolence; but he admits that the Tariff

offers him some equivalent, by letting in timber at a lower rate, and

giving buoyancy to the trade in lucifers. Many declare they do not know

what their income is, and on being told they must find it out, reply

that they certainly cannot find it at home; while others, when called on

for a return of what they have made, ask for a return of what they have

lost, a query by which the assessor is generally much mystified. Moore

and Murphy have sent back their papers without filling them up, but in

answer to the demand for an account of their last year's profits, have

sent copies of their respective almanacks, in every line of which "no

prophets" is glaringly written.

Our Liberal candidate speaks very plainly on the subject, and declares

that he would rather see his constituents without any incomes at all,

than that they should be liable to the odious measure. His views on the

Tariff are of the same bold and startling character. He denounces the

Government for letting in more asses, and plainly tells the electors

that they ought to stand up for themselves, and assert the sufficiency

of native asses for all reasonable purposes.

The Tory has been trying the old game of kissing the children, and

chatting with the wives, but the independent electors are not to be

gammoned in this manner, as they formerly used to be. He nursed Mrs.

Snooks's twins for half an hour yesterday, and having had them so long

in his arms, he, of course, spoke the truth when he said he knew what it

must be to have a young family on one's hands, and how very glad the

parents must be to get them off as soon as possible. He has also bought

cats enough, at ten pounds a head, to stock an island the size of St.

Kitts; but ten to one if the voters come to the scratch after all, and

if they do there will be the clause in the new act that will be sure to

catch hold of him. The election will proceed to-morrow, and arrangements

have been made with an extensive rubbish carter to bring up the

out-voters, who are expected to prove regular out-and-outers in favour

of the Liberal. The Tory is compelled to resort to the truck system, on

account of his opponent having taken all the other modes of conveyance,

and there is no doubt that a vehicle for party purposes will be made of

it.

The hustings have just come to the earth with a frightful crash, the

scaffolding having given way just as a poll was being loudly demanded.

The confusion was, of course, dreadful. An unbending Whig fell on to the

bald head of a Tory; and a stickler for the "five points," which are

always in his mouth, received between his teeth the end of a

walking-stick. A free-trader, who expresses openly his antipathy to

anything in the shape of protection, was fortunately saved by a plank

falling in a slanting direction over him; and a well-known participator

in the late strike got a severe blow on both arms, which must keep the

hands unemployed for a long period. The rival candidates are being

looked for among the rubbish, and a man is at work with a spade, so that

it may be supposed then situation is somewhat _infra dig._ at present.

Both must have received a few plumpers, and the state of their

respective polls must be rather unsatisfactory.

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