But, O grandmother! perhaps the worst is to come. The Church is really now in danger! I’ve not had a fare up Ludgate Hill lately, but I’ve no doubt St Paul’s is cracked from top to bottom. Would you believe it? David Salomons, the late Sheriff (who was sweetly cheated out of his gown as Alderman, the said gown being now on the shoulders of Church-and-State Moon, Esq.)—David Salomons, a Jew, has given £1666, 13s. 4d. to buy a scholarship of £50 a year for the city of London, and the city—Gog and Magog quivered as with ague—has been mean enough to take it. Oh for the good old times, when they used to spit upon Jews in the Exchange! And now we take their money from ’em! I know you’ll think it a blow at the Church. The scholarship is said to be “open to members of every religious persuasion;” this is a flam-blind. The gift is a sly attack on the Established Church. It is the evident intention of the Minories to turn us all Jews. Never has there been such a blow struck at the vested interests of Smithfield Pig-market. Sir Robert Inglis—whom I took up at Exeter Hall a night or two ago—says, in two years there’ll be a grand Rabbi in Lambeth Palace.—Your affectionate grandson,
Juniper Hedgehog.
THE END.
FOOTNOTES
[1] The Duke has, doubtless to the astonishment of Mr Nutts when he shall learn it, suggested a more rapid reformation.
[2] Eu.
Transcriber’s Notes
Obvious typographical errors have been silently corrected. Variations in hyphenation and accents have been standardised but all other spelling and punctuation remains unchanged.