Sir James Bland Burges, who had once, I believe, occupied a subordinate government appointment, was a stiff, formal, gentlemanly person, whose principal contributions [to the Pic-Nic] were a series of papers under the title of "The Man in the Moon," meant to be satirical and smart, but which, like himself, were respectable and dull. At his house in Westminster, close to the Birdcage Walk, I occasionally met Cumberland at dinner, but our meetings were partially chilled by the frigid and somewhat stately fashion in which our host dispensed his hospitalities. When Sir James attempted to be playful, he suggested the idea of a Quaker on the tight rope.... Sir James became subsequently associated with Cumberland in an epic poem entitled the Exodiad, which not even the unction of religion could embalm. Of Sir James's own exody, which could not have been long delayed after this joint publication, my mind retains no trace, whether as to time or cirumstance. Requiescat in pace!