One of the silly survivals of a feudal past still obliges men who have to perform this duty to make perfect guys of themselves, by wearing some outlandish uniform.

Even the sturdiest Radical has to submit to this process; though I hope when John Burns comes to figure in that honourable position he will insist on retaining his breezy pea-jacket and his billycock hat.

It was very late in the evening when Mr.Lambert--the victor in the great South Molton fight--had the opportunity of rising; and it was even still later when Mr.Beaufoy rose.

I must pass over their speeches by saying that both speakers did extremely well.

Even Mr.
Balfour had to compliment them; and the Old Man almost went out of his way to express his gratification.
[Sidenote: Mr.Balfour.] It was everywhere remarked that most of the leaders of parties began the Session in excellent fighting trim.