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    1. The Times, 06 Sep 1821 - Carlisle Assizes (9) - Breach of Promise of Marriage (2)
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    3. The Times, Thursday, Sep 06, 1821; pg. 3; Issue 11344; col B SUMMER ASSIZES. ------------- CARLISLE, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 1. BREACH OF PROMISE OF MARRIAGE. - THOMPSON V. BLAMIRE. [continued] Now, gentlemen, I will show you upon what terms the defendant visited the plaintiff, and how much he was, or professed to be, in love with her. Gentlemen, I care not which: if it was a pretence for a purpose so base that I can hardly give it a name, he has signally failed; but I rather think that he was in love with her till he fell in love with another, because the other had a larger fortune. The defendant had removed on a tour of excursion of business to Northumberland, and there he wrote a letter, dated from Newcastle, in which, in the usual way, he expresses the evils of absence, his impatience to see Miss THOMPSON, &c. "My dearest Sarah, I have embraced the earliest opportunity of writing a few lines. I don't like Newcastle so well as I did. I should be much happier with you, my dear Sarah." There were two or three other objects alluded to in the letter, one was an object always of a great deal of attention with him, namely, his horse. (A loud laugh.) "I am afraid it will be Saturday night before I will get hence, as the horse does not run for the cup, but for the maiden plate on Friday. (Repeated bursts of laughter.) I wish I was back to you again, my dear Sarah, as there are none on earth I love but you. I remain, dearest Sarah, your affectionate lover, E. BLAMIRE." A day or two after he writes another letter, in which he says - "I have been very ill, and last night I thought I should have died." Here, as it were, with all the solemnity of a death-bed, he declares the warmth and unalterable ardour of his affection and attachment. "ARMSTRONG has behaved himself very well; he is very ill also." (Loud laughter.) Next there is this expression - "I think the horse will not run at all this week, as he has fallen amiss." So, you see, the horse, like Mr. ARMSTRONG, did very well, and fell ill also. (An uproar of laughter.) In the next sentence you will see how early that trait in his character appeared which has so much distinguished him since. It will appear a peculiarity in his disposition, which always breaks out, and which is vulgarly called, looking at the main chance. "I have stopped with Joseph JOHNSON since Monday, which I think is much pleasanter than stopping at an inn." (Immoderate laughter.) Again he recurs to his horses, and says, "I am sorry I did not bring my chestnut mare with me, as I am quite tired with walking. I see none here half so good as she is. She is" - (You will expect here to find a splendid comparison in favour of his mistress: I thought I was to read that the chestnut mare was as much superior to all others as Miss THOMPSON was fairer than all the misses of Carlisle; but no, gentlemen, the letter runs thus: - "the chestnut mare is as much superior to any horse here as Jack is to any about Carlisle." (The Court was here quite convulsed with laughter.) The love-letter writer goes on - "Sally is turned as pretty a little thing as ever I saw." This, I suppose, was some horse or mare that he thought very pretty; but no, gentlemen, I find I am mistaken. In short, gentlemen, I need only say that this lover of horses professes himself "sick of Newcastle races." He concludes by saying, "Believe me, my dearest, to be yours, and none but yours while I have life, E. BLAMIRE." In this declaration, gentlemen, Miss OLIVER was excepted; but that was a mental reservation. Gentlemen, you see that his master passion, as appears from his letters, or as he represents, I care not which, is his love for Miss THOMPSON. In the spring of 1819 he writes a letter from the metropolis. I am not deeply read in amatory effusions - I am not much learned in love-letters; yet, never before was there more attachment, more ardent love, more glowing enthusiasm for the name of a female, in prose or in verse (for the gentleman dealt in both) poured forth from the Bull and Mouth, in Bull and Mouth-street, since the foundation of that useful and convenient institution. I cull out one, from the principle which it unfolds. He says, "I am getting fat with London." (Immense laughter.) There comes next a sentence of this sort: - "I have just received a letter from my sister; she also mentions the death of the 15th Hussars." He was naturally much interested in this, as the doctor had been connected with a horse regiment. But what inference, think ye, does he make from this melancholy event? Is it that we should be always ready for death? - always ready to render up an account? - that we should live well, and deal justly by our neighbour? No such thing. But this is the inference: - "I was very sorry to hear it; the evening before I left Carlisle he was playing at billiards in good health. This is an uncertain world, therefore" - mark gentlemen - "we should take great care of ourselves." This is exactly the case wherever he is; whether racing in Newcastle, or getting fat in the Bull and Mouth, he is true to this. Mark the end, says the wise man. Regard the end of all things, says Mr. BLAMIRE, and let us take care of ourselves. Gentlemen, I shall trouble you with no more, nor shall I detail to you the love verses which, if I may judge from the extraordinary difference between the spelling and the words, he must have copied from some other writer. Take this specimen: - "Bid me to live, and I will live thy protestant to be; "Or bid me love, and I will give a loving heart to thee. "Thou art my life, my love, my heart, the very eyes of me, "And hast command of every part to live and die for thee." [It is quite impossible to give an idea of the state of the Court and audience while the learned gentleman repeated those verses in his peculiar manner.] But, gentlemen, the result was not as poetical as the poetry I have repeated may lead you to expect. He was not led by love; he was not chained to a hair as lovers love to say, but his was a golden chain. Gentlemen, he abandoned her to whom he professed himself attached, whom he taught to love, whose hopes he had inspired, and whose life he has made forever wretched. Gentlemen, he has driven her to you to seek for compensation in damages. If any of you are fathers or brothers, I call upon you in the situation of fathers, brothers, or friends: but no, if you are men, it is sufficient. I appeal to your feelings as men, I call upon you to prevent young men from exciting an attachment in the breast of a virtuous female, and then seeking for marriage elsewhere. Marriage, gentlemen, all classes look to for happiness; with persons in her class it is almost the whole of happiness. But to make her attached to him, to have taught her that happiness was to be found only in his society, and then to have abandoned her, and all for the sordid love of greater property: gentlemen, what compassion will you give for such an injury? If my learned friend shall attempt to insinuate any thing against Miss THOMPSON's character, I shall have an opportunity of again addressing you. I mention this as only possible, because such attempts are often made; and when they are made without cause, they can have only one effect, which is the only effect they ought to have - that of enhancing the damages. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This case to continue..... Petra

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