When the stipulations of these treaties were made known, there arose throughout the kingdom a murmur from which a judicious observer might easily prognosticate the approach of a tempest.  Newcastle encountered strong opposition, even from those whom he had always considered as his tools.  Legge, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, refused to sign the Treasury warrants, which were necessary to give effect to the treaties.  Those persons who were supposed to possess the confidence of the young Prince of Wales and of his mother held very menacing language.  In this perplexity Newcastle sent for Pitt, hugged him, patted him, smirked at him, wept over him, and lisped out the highest compliments and the most splendid promises.  The King, who had hitherto been as sulky as possible, would be civil to him at the levee; he should be brought into the Cabinet; he should be consulted about everything; if he would only be so good as to support the Hessian subsidy in the House of Commons.  Pitt coldly declined the proffered scat in the Cabinet, expressed the highest love and reverence for the King, and said that, if his Majesty felt a strong personal interest in the Hessian treaty he would so far deviate from the line which he had traced out for himself as to give that treaty his support.  “Well, and the Russian subsidy,” said Newcastle.  “No,” said Pitt, “not a system of subsidies.”  The Duke summoned Lord Hardwicke to his aid; but Pitt was inflexible.  Murray would do nothing.  Robinson could do nothing.  It was necessary to have recourse to Fox.  He became Secretary of State, with the full authority of a leader in the House of Commons; and Sir Thomas was pensioned off on the Irish establishment.

In November 1755, the Houses met.  Public expectation was wound up to the height.  After ten quiet years there was to be an Opposition, countenanced by the heir-apparent of the throne, and headed by the most brilliant orator of the age.  The debate on the address was long remembered as one of the parliamentary conflicts of that generation.  It began at three in the afternoon, and lasted till five the next morning.  It was on this night that Gerard Hamilton delivered that single speech from which his nickname was derived.  His eloquence threw into the shade every orator, except Pitt, who declaimed against the subsidies for an hour and a half with extraordinary energy and effect.  Those powers which had formerly spread terror through the majorities of Walpole and Carteret were now displayed in their highest perfection before an audience long unaccustomed to such exhibitions.  One fragment of this celebrated oration remains in a state of tolerable preservation.  It is the comparison between the coalition of Fox and Newcastle, and the junction of the Rhone and the Saone.  “At Lyons,” said Pitt, “I was taken to see the place where the two rivers meet, the one gentle, feeble, languid, and though languid, yet of no depth, the other a boisterous and impetuous torrent:  but different as they are, they meet at last.”  The amendment moved by the Opposition was rejected by a great majority; and Pitt and Legge were immediately dismissed from their offices.