SAD NEWS FROM DoNcAsTEL—Everything looks gloomy in the unhappy kingdom
of England. The Catholics, horse and foot, as was well said when the bill passed, will never be satisfied with equality; they must be foremost ! The great St. Leger has been won by a Catholic colt ! His nom de guerre is Row-on (not Rowton, as the lying reporters have given it); and it is truly indicative of the blood from which he is descended. The Catholics did row on, and they do row on, and they will row on to the end of the chapter. It is whispered that there were some strange doings at the races. The Duke of WELLING- TON was down,} and a person who passes as a Russian Envoy, but -who is shrewdly suspected to be a legate a latere in disguise. They were several times present when Row-on was exercised, and the beast was observed to prick up his ears the moment the Minister and the Envoy came in sight. We regret to say, that very many worthy Pro- testant gentlemen, who made it matter of conscience to bet against Row-on because of his religion and inferior place in the list, have lost heavy sums on the occasion.