“I am very sensible of that, my lord; but, at the same time, I wish to let your lordship know what I should like to have—a frigate of thirty-two guns.”
“I am very glad to know what you wish, sir.”
He took out his pocket-book, made a memorandum, and wished James a good morning.
Whether or not it occurred to Mr. Windham, while I told this, that there seemed a shorter way to Lord Chatham, and one more in his own style, I know not: he was too delicate to let such a hint escape, and I would not for the world intrust him with my applications and disappointments.
BURKE’S SPEECH ON THE FRENCH REVOLUTION.
“But I have found,” cried I afterwards, “another newspaper praise for you now, ‘Mr. Windham, with his usual vein of irony.’”
“O, yes,” cried he, “I saw that! But what can it mean?—I use no ‘vein of irony;’—I dislike it, except for peculiar purposes, keenly handled, and soon passed over.”
“Yet this is the favourite panegyric you receive continually,—this, or logic, always attends your name in the newspapers.”