time. Did so to invite his own friends and
connections, wishing them to vote for Mr.
Yellowboys. Took an interest in the election,
as was natural at such a time; and took
an interest in Mr. Yellowboys, as was
natural, too. Was indebted to that gentleman
for various acts of kindness. Could
name several.

Mr. Serjeant Racket. You are not obliged to
answer anything that will involve you in
legal consequences.

The Hon. Chairman. Pray be careful.

By the Committee. Witness could name
several acts of kindness received from Mr.
Yellowboys. Had once made him a present
of a pound of snuff. One Christmas he sent
him a hamper full of things, fowls and a
turkey, with a Yorkshire ham. When his
wife lay ill, Mr. Yellowboys had sent his own
physician to her, and witness appealed to
every family man if that was not enough to
attach him to so kind a patron.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. You took the house
in Leapfrog Street in order to treat voters,
and engage their votes for Mr. Yellowboys.

Witness. Did I?

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. You treated voters
also at the "Glorious Constitution," and gave
them money there, and at Leapfrog Street, for
the same purpose.

Witness. Did I?

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Did you not?

Mr. Serjeant Racket. I object to this form of
putting the question. The witness must not
be entrapped into such an admission.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. I will answer for
you. You did both, as several witnesses have
already most fully attested. Now tell me,
what was the average price of a vote?

Witness. I do not know that Mr. Yellowboys,
or Sir John Fairfield, had any set price for
votes. They both gave money to treat people,
as usual at elections— particularly country
voters, who come from a distance, and
ought not to be put to expense on such an
occasion.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Do you know that
Sir John Fairfield had any price at all, or
that he gave money at all for votes?

Witness. I certainly do not. He might.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Do you know that
Mr. Yellowboys had any average price, or that
he gave money at all for votes?

Witness. He might have done so.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Don't you know
very well that he did so?

No answer.

Mr. Serjeant Racket. You are not obliged
to answer that question.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Why is this witness
brought before the Committee?

Mr. Serjeant Racket. To answer any
questions, within the rule of law.

The Hon. Chairman. Any questions, in fact,
but such as will criminate himself.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Did not Mr. Yellowboys
expend twenty thousand pounds, and
upwards, in canvassing, contesting, treating,
making presents, and so forth, during the
election?

Witness. I believe he did. He was very
free and generous. Very liberal— with his
money, I mean.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Did not a great
part of these twenty thousand pounds pass
through your hands?

Mr. Serjeant Racket. I decidedly object to
that question.

The Hon. Chairman. This would probably
settle the point as to bribery and corruption,
but then it would inculpate the witness, I
fear.

A long discussion here took place, at the
conclusion of which, Mr. Serjeant Racket
declared that it was evident no further examination
of M'Squinney, on the point of money,
could take place without his being made to
involve himself in legal consequences; therefore
the rule of law was, that he should not
be examined any more.

A fresh discussion took place on this point;
at the close of which, the Committee decided
that this witness could not be examined any
further on the question of money.

The Hon. Chairman. Mr. M'Squinney, you
may retire.

The Speaker was here announced to be at
prayers, and the Committee adjourned.

We copy the following paragraph from the
Rotton "Weekly Illuminator and Nor'- West
Advertiser:"—

"Yesterday presented one of those scenes for
which this borough is celebrated, but one which
on the present occasion far exceeded all its
predecessors in brilliancy and triumphant rejoicing.
The town had been in a ferment all the morning,
from an early hour. Every inn, public-house, gin-
shop, and beer-shop was crowded, and so were
the streets. At half-past one P.M., the splendid
barouche of Mr. Plumtree Yellowboys, drawn by
four milk-white horses, highly caparisoned, and
the postilions with blue silk jackets and white
satin rosettes, came slowly down the main
street. Mr. Yellowboys, attended by Mr. M'Squinney
and two ladies most elegantly attired, stood
up in the middle of the carriage, and bowed
from side to side as he passed. All windows
were open and crowded, bouquets were thrown
into the carriage, from many fair hands, and
shouts rent the air from the whole town, so
frequently as only to enable us to hear the
band who walked in front, coming in at intervals
with a few bars of 'See the Conquering Hero
comes!'

"The festivities of the day were most amusingly
concluded by the summary punishment of Robert
Forth, the old schoolmaster of a neighbouring
village. He had got upon a wall near the market-
place, and actually had the unparalleled
mendacity to denounce the Successful Candidate for
bribery and corruption; whereupon a number of
the justly indignant electors of Rotton pulled
him headlong from the wall, and dragging him
to the great pump in Peter Street, gave him a