The man I allude to as Lord Bilberry, but is now Earl of Cockletown.

He was raised to this rank for some services he rendered the government against the tories, who had been devastating the country, and also against some turbulent papists who were supposed to have privately encouraged them in their outrages against Protestant life and property.

He was a daring and intrepid man when in his prime of life, and appeared to seek danger for its own sake.
He is now an old man, although a young peer, and was always considered eccentric, which he is to the present day.

Some people look upon him as a fool, and others as a knave; but in balancing his claims to each, it has never yet been determined on which side the scale would sink.

He is the proprietor of a little fishing village on the coast, and on this account he assumed the title of Cockletown; and when he built himself a mansion, as they term it, he would have it called by no other name than that of Cockle Hall.