It is with the most rampant delight that we rush to announce, that a special warrant has been issued, appointing our friend and protege, the gallant and jocular Sibthorp, to the important office of beadle and crier to the House of Commons—­a situation which has been created from the difficulty which has hitherto been found in inducing strangers to withdraw during a division of the House.  This responsible office could not have been conferred upon any one so capable of discharging its onerous duties as the Colonel.  We will stake our hump, that half-a-dozen words of the gallant Demosthenes would, at any time have the effect of

[Illustration:  CLEARING THE STRANGER’S GALLERY.]

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THE GREAT CRICKET MATCH AT ST. STEPHEN’S.

FIRST INNINGS.

The return match between the Reform and Carlton Clubs has been the theme of general conversation during the past week.  Some splendid play was exhibited on the occasion, and, although the result has realised the anticipations of the best judges, it was not achieved without considerable exertion.

It will be remembered that, the last time these celebrated clubs met, the Carlton men succeeded in scoring one notch more than their rivals; who, however, immediately challenged them to a return match, and have been diligently practising for success since that time.

The players assembled in Lord’s Cricket Ground on Tuesday last, when the betting was decidedly in favour of the Cons, whose appearance and manner was more confident than usual; while, on the contrary, the Rads seemed desponding and shy.  On tossing up, the Whigs succeeded in getting first innings, and the Tories dispersed themselves about the field in high glee, flattering themselves that they would not be out long.

Wellington, on producing the ball—­a genuine Duke—­excited general admiration by his position.  Ripon officiated as bowler at the other wicket.  Sibthorp acted as long-stop, and the rest found appropriate situations.  Lefevre was chosen umpire by mutual consent.

Spencer and Clanricarde went in first.  Spencer, incautiously trying to score too many notches for one of his hits, was stumped out by Ripon, and Melbourne succeeded him.  Great expectations had been formed of this player by his own party, but he was utterly unable to withstand Wellington’s rapid bowling, which soon sent him to the right-about.  Clanricarde was likewise run out without scoring a notch.

Lansdowne and Brougham were now partners at the wickets; but Lansdowne did not appear to like his mate, on whose play it is impossible to calculate.  Coventry, the short slip, excited much merriment, by a futile attempt to catch this player out, which terminated in his finding himself horizontal and mortified.  Wellington, having bowled out Lansdowne, resigned his ball to Peel, who took his place at the wicket with a smile of confidence, which frightened the bat out of the hands of Phillips, the next Rad.