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AN ORIENTAL CLIMAx.-Among the
splendid displays of forensic eloquence
that distinguished the trial of Queen Ca
roline, the most impassioned burst was
in the short speech of Mr.. Brougham,
when insisting on his right to question
Mr.. Powell as to who his client, the pro-
secutor was. At the conclusion of his
speech, ,Brougham dashed down his brief,
and rushed with indignation from the
bar of the house. As he was passing
out, Lord Lauderdale stopped him, say
ing, "Where are you going now?" "To
have mutton chop!" was the hurried
whisper of the infatuated orator.