ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.
From the Notes of a Colleague of the Member for Barkshire.
House of Commons, Monday, August 29.—I was afraid that Toby would give himself a holiday. For some time since the Whips have kept an uneasy eye upon the most independent, the most talented, the most industrious of their following. And now he has gone! "He will return—I know he will," before the end of the Session; but for the moment he is away—the deadly dulness that prevailed at Westminster a fortnight since was too much for him; and so I follow him in the House—be it well understood, at a respectful distance. His absence will not be pleasing to any one—even the sprightly Akers Douglas, forgetting for the moment the destination of votes, will regret him. But, as he good-naturedly observes, under the impression that he is adapting Shakspeare to the exigencies of the situation, "Votes may come and votes may go, but the Session seemingly goes on for ever!"
