The Tory Administration has not only to encounter the scorn
and defiance of the public, but, like the house divided against itself, it is already torn with intestine quarrels. We have hinted above, that Sir Romer PEEL dreads the consequences of a dissolution ; and we learn from the Courier to-night, that every civilian in the Cabinet agrees with him in deprecating this hazardous measure. But they have been out- voted and bullied by the military. This is just what we expected all along. Sir ROBERT is the nominal Premier; but the Duke has taken care to procure a majority in the Cabinet to overpower him. He is a mere puppet—a miserable tool in the hands of a stern, relentless, igno- rant, haughty soldier. Gladly would he escape from the Ducal clutches ; but he is griped fast. We gather from the Courier, that besides the disagreement about the dissolution, there has been some squabbling about the partition of offices. Sir GEORGE MURRAY, it seems, wished Colonel WEDDERBURN to.be Secretary to the Ordnance, while the poor Premier begged to ap- point Colonel FRENCH. Sir GEORGE, we dare to say, would be glad of -a fair excuse to rat. His adhesion will probably cost him his seat in Perthshire, which is worth more than a few weeks' salary,—though that would not be unacceptable to Sir GEORGE. Altogether, the Tory Cabinet is in about as pretty a mess as their bitterest enemies could wish. The mine of intrigue exploded too soon. WILLIAM the Fourth was born to be the death of the Tory faction.