reward in money. I have since been almost every day at the
parliament house, and prefer the entertainment I there meet with to
most other amusements.

Fox is still much beloved by the people, notwithstanding that they
are (and certainly with good reason) displeased at his being the
cause of Admiral Rodney's recall, though even I have heard him again
and again almost extravagant in his encomiums on this noble admiral.
The same celebrated Charles Fox is a short, fat, and gross man, with
a swarthy complexion, and dark; and in general he is badly dressed.
There certainly is something Jewish in his looks. But upon the
whole, he is not an ill-made nor an ill-looking man, and there are
many strong marks of sagacity and fire in his eyes. I have
frequently heard the people here say that this same Mr. Fox is as
cunning as a fox. Burke is a well-made, tall, upright man, but
looks elderly and broken. Rigby is excessively corpulent, and has a
jolly rubicund face.

The little less than downright open abuse, and the many really rude
things which the members said to each other, struck me much. For
example, when one has finished, another rises, and immediately taxes
with absurdity all that the right honourable gentleman (for with
this title the members of the House of Commons always honour each
other) had just advanced. It would, indeed, be contrary to the
rules of the House flatly to tell each other that what they have
spoken is FALSE, or even FOOLISH. Instead of this, they turn
themselves, as usual, to the Speaker, and so, whilst their address
is directed to him, they fancy they violate neither the rules of
parliament nor those of good breeding and decorum, whilst they utter
the most cutting personal sarcasms against the member or the measure