TOPICS OF THE DAY.

POLITICS FOR CHRISTMAS.

Tux season of pies, plumcakes. pantomimes, and pleased children, fat oxen, inspired bellmen, romps, stolen kisses, love, laughter, and licence, comes round again, and nutkes politics a mattra. of diffi- culty. Great is the nu'rit of attending to a report on Church leases, with bright eves and misletoe boughs in another room ; painful the duty to Sisco;er dcf,etg in Corn-laws, with a sirloin of beef and a bottle of prime ale before one; severe the task, when the real pantomime is going forward at Covent Garden, to stay out the drowsy farce in Downing Street ; and little even the curi- osity respecting the retreats ofltoyaltv, when pair may be seen in hutower any night for a shilling. With ice on all the' windows, and fuck Frost himself at Drury Lane, hard is it to think on Canada- What I:— 6111'11. •1 • '1•••••,. tl. WM:47., awl ao•ttl• • • • NV1lat to',-lot P i.I I.' :tot a ?

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new interest miss their old laughs. The key that has opened to them the -hiddeir treasure, has closed, by a simultaneous action, upon the springav of their enjoyment. BELLENDEN REHR, with his philologieo-political diSclasureain. the matter of nursery songs, did not go nearer to ruin the iufant generation. Politics, in short, give the lock-jaw to a joke.

We say again, then, there is no fun in politics; and as for at- tempting to serve up a seasonable entertainment out of such mate- rials, the French cook's nettle-tops were the more promising dish.. We commend our friends to their Christmas sports, and wish them a happy oblivion of their troubles for the next fortnight. That our Nlinisters, too, will take their pleasure and their ease, no reasonable man can doubt—they are not in the habit of waiting till the huh. days for it. What games they prefix in private, we do not know ; we are only farniliar with those they play " betbre high Ifeaven"—for at these, it happens, we usually lose pretty memo- rably-. No doubt, a game of " What's my thought like Y' at the present juncture played iu the Cabinet, would have some interest i'or the public ; and appropriate "forfeits" might be imagined— if, at bast, any thing remains to be forfeited save office. " Hunt the skeptr, with ]tour GLENI:LG for the hero, would be good. Soapdragen," with its scramble for plums, would come home to the feelings of all. And " Hide and seek" might be rendered interesting in the Palace, by the discovery of the noble Favourite, after a close starch, cunningly concealed in the folds of the Bayal petticoat. tut the most spiritel, perhaps, of all Christmas games, is one, into the merits of which we suspect there is no chance of seeing the Downing Street party enter at present—it consists in the players sadden-7y quilling thir places! No; we fear we must wait till til;'si. the hokydays, to see them eunet the excellent game of •• Noes «P."