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« There is a Dr. Smith, of whom my friend, “I would as soon have Brown sitting up with the Duchess, has been telling me wonders ?" his Lordship, as sit up with him myself,” cries

Dr. Smith ?” hesitates the fa Camomile emphatically. shionable apothecary.

Damned strange that Sir Jacob can't keep “ Dr. Hamilton Smith."

his time !" cries Sir Richard, dragging out some“ Oh! Dr. Hamilton Smith !- Exactly !-Athing resembling a watch, by something resemhighly respectable man,- lives in George Street, bling a drag-chain. “ I must be off in ten mi. Hanover Square, and drives a pair of handsome nutes." bays,—with a theory of his own upon diges. “I saw by this morning's papers that the tion, He has written a pamphlet or two.-A Duke of Lancashire is suffering from a slight most highly respectable practitioner.”

catarrh ; and Sir Jacob is probably detained at “ Dr. Smith attends Lord Lansden's family, Lancashire House,” interposes the benignant and the Lambtons, and Grevilles ; in short, he | Camomile. is very highly spoken of. Supposing we call “ Then, with your leave, Mr. Camomile, we him in?"

will proceed at once to Lord Casserole's room, “ Why, really,—but here is Sir Richard Col. for my time is precious,” growls Colchicum. chicum's carriage !" ejaculates the apothecary, “ Certainly-certainly, Sir Richard. And brightening. “Most punctual man, Sir Richard whatever instructions you may think proper to Colchicum! Just as the clock is striking! No leave, I shall be most happy to stay and report one with whom I like better to attend, than Sir to Sir Jacob. Ha! I think I hear a car. Richard Colchicum! Good morning, Sir Richard, riage?" good morning!"

It has stopped next door, at the General's! “Good morning! Your Ladyship’s most obe Sir Jacob is always so late !" cries Lady Cassedient. What news to-day of my patient ?" role, peevishly. Really these Consultation

“ Nothing can be worse ! Lord Casserole days make me quite nervous !" neither eats, drinks, nor sleeps," replies her “ Ah ! there he is at last !” ejaculates Camo. Ladyship drily.

mile. " I know his footman's knock." “ Pulse low,-appetite failing," appendixes “ If my fellow were to make half as much Camomile.

noise, I would knock him down,” says Colchicum. “ Quite right. Just as we expected,” cries “ My rule is, When you see straw in the street, Sir Richard ; “ the effect of the last change of ring !" medicines. His Lordship is going on as well as « An excellent regulation." possible. We don't want him to eat,—we don't “ Can't conceive how it can take a man all this want him to drink,—we don't want him sleep. time to make his way up one pair of stairs ! I We only want him to recover.”

must be off in five minutes.” “ But when I tell you, Sir Richard,”

“ My dear Sir, we must make allowances ! “ Tell me nothing, Madam ; tell me nothing. Our friend Sir Jacob is not quite so young as he Sir Jacob will be here in a minute ; (just struck was,” insinuates Camomile, with a knowing smile. two by St. James's !) and then, with your leave, “ Sir Jacob Gemini !” announces the solemn we will visit our patient."

butler, while a gorgeous footman throws open the “But it is necessary you should know, Sir door ; and in glides, with serpent-like sinuosity, Richard,”

the most courtly of modern leeches. “ All that is necessary for me to know, Madam, Ten thousand, thousand pardons, my dear I can inquire of Lord Casserole's own Lady Casserole! I must throw myself upon your Brown is always on the spot; and Very Ladyship's forbearance, though I have actually strange that Sir Jacob don't make his

appearance. been forced to tear away a button in escaping « I know Sir Jacob has just now a very ardu from the Duke of Lancashire, in order to keep ous attendance on Lady Jemima Lullaby,” in my appointment here. Your Ladyship knows his sinuates Camomile. « She has several sick chil. Grace's little foible? Quite impossible to get off, dren; and will scarcely let our friend escape when once he fastens himself upon you! Sir out of her nursery.”

Richard, your kindness will, I am sure, excuse Then he shouldn't make appointments in me. Camomile, my good fellow, how are we other people's drawing-rooms. I must be in the going on up stairs ? How does poor dear Lord Regent's Park by half after two."

Casserole find himself, since I had last the pleaThen do you really think, Sir Richard, that sure of meeting you here?” I need undergo no immediate uneasiness on Lord “ Why, I fear, not quite so well." Casserole's account?

I should be sorry, you “ Ah ! just what I was anticipating with Lady know, that people had reason to talk of my being Jemima Lullaby ; who, I do assure you, my dear seen every night at balls, or the opera, if there Lady Casserole, takes the warmest interest in were any immediate danger.”

his Lordship's melancholy position. Not a day Go where you like, ma'am. What good passes that she does not say to me, ' My dear Sir could you do by staying at home? Lord Cas-Jacob, what is your real opinion of poor dear serole appears to be accustomed to the services Lord Casserole! Do you think him likely to go of his own man."

off suddenly, or not ?"" And Brown is such a kind attentive crea. “ Lord Casserole eats very little, and scarcely ture!”

sleeps at all,” observes the disconsolate lady.


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« Exactly the condition of our poor friend, plaintive sentimentality, after having escorted the Dowager Lady Bronchia," says Sir Jacob, down stairs the three gentlemen in black. “I in a confidential aside to Camomile ; turning am sure poor Lord Casserole's case will receive round to Lady Casserole to add, “ Her ladyship every attention at your hands.” has swallowed only half a Naples biscuit soaked “ My dear Madam, you must not allow your. in punch jelly, since Sunday morning; and her self to despond," whispers Sir Jacob in her Ladydame de compagnie, Miss Twaddle, assured me, ship’s ear, as he bows her out of the room; last night, that they had not been able to get the pressing her hand at the door, to enable her to old lady to sleep, although she had read through deposit in his own a two guinea fee, in its wrapto her, twice over, the whole last number of the per of silver paper.-" Rely upon our giving his Quarterly Review. Poor soul !”

Lordship’s state our most deliberate investiga. Supposing we go up to Lord Casserole ;-I tion." must be off in a minute," growls Sir Richard And out sailed Lady Casserole ; and the door Colchicum.

closed gently after her,-and, lo! the consulta“ With all my heart! Lady Casserole will, tion commenced. perhaps, do us the honour to accompany us.

If I have not seen you this age, my dear Col. any thing could tend to animate the spirits of chicum !” cries Sir Jacob, in an altered voice. our poor patient, it would doubtless be a visit “ What have you been about?” from her Ladyship! Must I show you the way, “ Spending Easter, at my place in BuckingSir Richard ? Camomile, my good fellow, pray

hamshire.” precede us, that we may not break in unan “ And what did you do with His Royal Highnounced. Ha ! little Fido,—good dog,-down

ness?" Fido,-down, Sir! The handsomest spaniel in “ Persuaded him he was well, and did not London ;-a King Charles, of course? Lady want me.” Casserole, pray allow me to congratulate you,

“ And with Lord Flamborough ?” en passant, on this little bit of Dresden. Quite “ Died last week.” a bijou! Rittener's, I presume ? Charming

“ And the rest of your patients?". staircase ! The Carlton Terrace houses boast “ Made them over to Camomile here; who the easiest staircases in town-and such a view ! gave me plenty to do on my return. Eh ! CaSir Richard, have you ever noticed the Surrey momile ? Ha! ha! ha!" hills from that window? Camomile, may we

" Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha!” come in ?"

And how are the birds this season?" “ Well, Mr. Brown, how is Lord Casserole to “ Most abundant. That week's hard rain in day?" inquired Sir Richard.

the month of March, did considerable harm in “ Bad as he can be, Sir; has not opened his the low-lying lands; but my preserves are in lips these fourteen hours.”

capital order.” “: Will your Lordship give me leave to feel “ Would you like the shooting over the Duke your pulse?” says Sir Jacob, extending his own of Lancashire's farms ? I am sure he would give hand with amenity, and taking out a Bregnet you the deputation. Shall I ask him?" watch at the same moment.

“ Thank you." “ The Doctor is asking you, my Lord, to put Anything doing in the House last night?" out your arm,” whispers Brown to the sick man. “Nothing particular,-only the leather tax. Ugh! ugh! ough! ough ! ough !"

Sir Semi Colon made a tolerable speech.” “ My Lord don't seem to have much sense of “ That man is getting on. I am confidenti. what is going on," rejoins Mr. Brown, much ally assured that the King thinks very well of affected.

him.” “ Never mind, don't disturb him," says Sir The King-thinks !". Richard.

“ By the way, you see Lord Grey, every day. “ Is your Lordship aware of any change of | What is his story about Sir Robert? Is he to symptoms?” mildly expostulates Sir Jacob, speak. get his peerage : ?" ing in the patient's ear.

“ Not if they can get him without it!” “ Ough! ough! ugh! ugh! ugh!" gasps the “ They say his wife has been interferingsufferer.

Women,--always women !" “ Ah! I see exactly. His Lordship’s articu Always women !So Lady Sanctify is gone lation is bad ; but his skin is much more moist, off at last !and his complexion brighter. He is going on "Lady Sanctify! with whom? One of her better than I had anticipated.”

pet saints of the Lock Chapel ?" Going on?-going off !”-murmurs poor “ By no means,-a Cornet in the Tenth !-a Brown, as the scientific phalanx at length fol. lad of eighteen!" lowed Lady Casserole out of the sick man's cham I must not forget to tell that to Lady Rolber. “ Thank God, I shall never be great, or lick. It will do her more good than all my prerich enough to be cursed with the best attend. scriptions. Do you dine at the Club to-morrow?" ance of the first physicians !"

" No. I can't stand Willis's wine. I dine “ You will find paper, and a standish, Sir with a turtle party at Bleaden's.” Jacob, on the writing-table in the back draw “Nothing like Bleaden's lime-punch, Sir Jaing-room,” says Lady Casserole, in a tone of cob, eh?”

Ay, ay, when one has no patients but Dowagers to see after dinner, my dear Camomile."

“Or when one is sure of one's dear Camo. mile to supply one's place, eh! Gemini ?”

“ For my part, the last time I dined at the Club”.

I trust, gentlemen, I find your opinion tolerably favourable ?" sighs Lady Casserole, gently opening the drawing-room door, and advancing towards the gloomy group beside the fire-place.

“No cause for despondency that I can discover,” cries Sir Richard, with admirable presence of mind.

After the maturest deliberation,” adds Sir Jacob, we see no motive for any immediate change of medicine. My friend Sir Richard Colchicum and myself have decided that it will perhaps be as well to strengthen his Lordship's diet of chicken broth, with an occasional cup of beef tea; and every second night, previous to his Lordship’s night-draught, an almond poultice must be administered about. the region of the chest,

,-an almond poultice, my dear madam, softened with rose water ;(Mr. Camomile has promised to be so obliging as to attend and see it

properly disposed of ;) and on Thursday next, with your Ladyship’s permission, at the same hour, we shall have the honour of meeting here, to look in upon his Lordship again. I have the honour, my dear Lady Casserole, to wish you a good morning.”

“Lady Casserole, madam, good morning."

Your Ladyship’s most obedient,” added the several leeches, each pocketing his fee.

“ I won't send to Dr. Hamilton Smith till after Thursday : this poultice may perhaps do wonders," mused the Viscountess, as their carriages rolled from the door.

And the poultice did wonders. There was no farther occasion for change of drugs or change of doctors. The Morning Post duly announced that “On Thursday morning last, after a lingering illness, at his house, in Carlton Terrace, the Right Honourable Viscount Casserole departed this life, deeply lamented by his family and friends."

Not a word was added of the lamentations of the gruff Sir Richard and gracious Sir Jacob, on finding themselves under the painful necessity of effacing another name from their list of Consultations.


THE Old Black Crow has printed fast His foot-mark in my brows at last. Long he'd waited, I might see, For a downright dig at meCrooked furrows, one, two, three, Branching wide and blent in one, Graven to the very boneDeeper were never in sand or snow; A murrain seize the Old Black Crow!

As yesternight in bed I lay, Over the past and care-worn day Brooding, betwixt wake and rest, The Old Black Crow stood on my breast; A gaunt and grisly fiend was he As ever sat on a blasted trec, With an evil croak and an evil eye, On the left hand of the passer by. A creeping chill went through my hair, As he stood calm and silent there, Eying me over limb by limbHe look'd at me. I look'd at him.) Thrice he gaped with open beak ; Thrice I thought he was going to speak. And “ What would'st thou ?" I groaned in dread; Then spake the Old Black Crow, and said,

“Thou hast done wellthou hast broken the spell, And the Old Black Crow shall reward thee well. Thou hast learned in the days of thy youth, Much that is, and that is not truth; But I'll teach thee a chant from the legends of old, That by tongue of mortal was never told.

Through all seasons, and every clime
He shall follow the march of time,
And sit in the boughs of the new-born trees
Heralding all my victories.'
Since the date of that old scene
My master has very busy been;
And I have had enough to do
To trumpet his course the wide world through.
Many proud and powerful thing,
Conqueror, custom, creed and king,
Orator, poet, priest and god,
Have bow'd beneath our iron rod.
Many a walld and tow'red town
To the finest dust has been crumbled down.
We have robb'd the mighty deep, and pent
Him straiter within the continent-
While many a green and happy plain,
That once bore wine, and oil, and grain,
A thousand fathom lies under the main.
Such beauty on earth shall no more bloom
As we have spoil'd in the rotting tomb.
Such ravishing of sweet sounds intense,
Such passionate moving eloquence
Shall breathe no more from mortal mould,
As we have hushed in silence cold.
In searchless heaps of stilling dust
We have buried the hearts of the wise and just,
And cover'd away the memory
Of many glorious thoughts and free
From the yearning spirits of after men,
Never to live in the light again.

“ Father Time is growing grey ;
His scithe is almost worn away ;
As he turns the eternal sand,
What a palsy shakes his hand !
But I alone have not yet known
Ailing in sinew, muscle, or bone ;
Age has never had power on me
To change one feather that you can sce;
I grow neither fat nor thin,
But the warm blood ever runs merry within;

“In sooth I was a fair young crow Fifty hundred years ago, When Father Time said unto me, “This fair young crow my bird shall be. The wearing hours shall not consume The sparkling gloss of his jetty plume. Summer, winter, autumn, spring, Never shall weary his noble wing;

And for me the storm is never too strong,
Nor the night too dark, nor the day too long.

“I love to sit on a ruin grey,
In the fading light of a dying day,
Overlooking some kingdom wide,
Desolate now from side to side,
That was peopled once by busy men,
As kingdom will never be peopled again.
In many a mass of mouldering stone,
Pillar and arch lie overthrown;
And a river, where navies once could ride,
To its very bed is shrunk and dried.
Then I think of the world in the power of its prime,
And croak for my master a hymn sublime,
Saying, “ These are the glories of Father Time !"

“ I love to mutter a farewell croak,
In the topmost boughs of a falling oak,
One moment before the last axe stroke ;
Or to perch on the tottering pinnacle
Of some old church-tower, passing well.
For ages hath the north wind blown,
With all his might on the uppermost stone;
But it struggles well with the stress of the blast,
And, blow as it may, rides firm and fast.
The Old Black Crow just plants his feet,
When over it topples, and into the street;
And away with a laugh and a shout we go,
Crying, "Heads below there!-heads below!'

“ But the loveliest sight that ever I see,
And the sweetest of all pastimes to me,
Is to play with a plump and fleshy cheek,
Where the red blood runs in a purple streak,

And a sparkling eye and a forehead fair,
That is cluster'd about with good thick hair.
I love to steal at the midnight hour,
Into that slumberer's lonely bower,
To fan his shut eyes with the powerful sweep
Of my wings to a deeper and heavier sleep ;
My feet in his richest of curls to twine,
And stamp in his brow, as I'll stamp in thine !"

I could not move even to start,
The blood lay so heavy about my heart,
As over my body the Old Black Crow,
With deliberate steps, came striding slow.
He paus'd a moment on my chin,
With a look between a scowl and a grin,
Then springing up came heavily down,
With a clutch upon either temple bone.
How long there the fiend might stay,
I dare not write, I dare not say:
But every moment scemed to me,
A separate eternity;
For as every separate moment flew,
A heavier weight his body grew,
'Till the feet, with a sharp and stinging pain,
Seemed to have trodden into my brain;
And hotly trickling down my face,
Drops, like blood drops, pour'd apace.
Sudden he stooped, and peck'd away
One hair from my forehead! Alas! it was grey.
I could not stir, I could not speak;
The.grey hair stuck in his grisly beak,
As away from foot to wing he sprang,
And a fiendish laugh through the chamber rang.

The vision was sped with the morning sun,
But see what the Old Black Crow has done!


IMPORTANT improvements in the state of hu. ners of the land; whilst in the more populous man society are seldom effected abruptly. The parts its influence has borne down every other, commencement is commonly unnoticed: by de and reigns triumphant. Two or three centugrees the process enlarges, and the alteration ries since, all the instruction received by the ferments through society, until, in due time, the mass of the people, was communicated only from effects are seen, in the new circumstances which the pulpit:—by degrees books were called in to arise, and in the novel influences of those cir. aid the clergymen; and, as improvements in cumstances on the motives and objects of the those books were made, the people became less people.

dependent upon the clergy for instruction. In For the last four centuries, commerce and the present day, periodical publications are, to manufactures have, in this way, been giving a considerable extent, superseding both standard a different form, and a new life to the various books and the services of the Church. And it nations of Europe. Feudal influences have been is curious to observe, that the clergy themselves, undermined and gradually supplanted, until, in contrary to their wishes, are assisting in effectsome countries, they have almost disappeared, ing this alteration. A class of amusing periowhilst in others, their decline is going on at an dicals, not having any particular religious char.. accelerated pace. The modern British systemacter, had already made their way to every vilof manufacturing by machinery, and by large lage and hamlet in the country, and were drawnumbers of workmen, brought together in a smalling the attention of their readers to subjects of space for that purpose, commenced only about a merely amusing or temporal nature. To prehalf a century ago, and already it has effected vent their minds from being thus weaned from a revolution in the internal arrangements of religious subjects, periodicals of a more spiritual society, introduced new maxims for regulating nature were actively circulated ; and, to suit human conduct, and altered habits of think the leisure of the class for whom they were ining on matters of national policy. The greater tended, they were published so as to reach their division of labour, and the consequent extended readers on Sunday, with the full attraction of interchange of its produce, have stimulated to

their novelty. Thus, by insensible degrees, amazing improvements in means of conveyance; and generally in opposition to their and it has been found that with commodities wishes, circumstances have driven the clergy superior knowledge has been distributed through to forward that proceeding which is reducing the country. The press, as the most powerful their own importance, and increasing that agent in this distribution, has gone on enlarging of their formidable rival—the press. From its sphere of operations, until it has penetrated these alterations in the internal state of the into the most remote and thinly inhabited cor country, political parties have, from time to time,



taken their complexions. At one period the State, umphantly at the flourishing condition of manufacpersonified by the King, was looked at through tures and commerce, as evidence of the goodness the mists of ignorance with awful veneration ; of their own administration, and thus to obtain a while the Church, being the only instructor, large share of that popular support on which the moulded the public mind to its own purposes, Whigs had relied to supplant them. The excesses and these two powers then held undisputed sway of the early part of the French Revolution were When they had nothing to fear from other quar turned to good account by the Tories ; and ters, they occasionally disagreed, and the people through a peculiar combination of circumstances, were converted into instruments to fight their the Whigs, as a party, appeared to be sinking, battles. Since the people have become better in at the very time that the people, on whom they formed, and of more consequence, the two powers depended for assistance, were rapidily rising into have found it requisite to form an alliance, in superior importance. During the war the ruling order to preserve their ascendency. The latest party carried with them a large portion of the watchword of this allied party has been “ Church people, and the opposition had, for some time, to and King.” The “ Church,” it was thought, rely almost entirely on the talent of their party would carry with it the religious feelings of the in Parliament. The press assisted them but people ; and the name of “ The King" was put feebly: the Morning Chronicle was the only inforward, partly on account of the old feudal as fluential daily paper that struggled in their sociation of ideas, which made romantic devotion

At this period, conscious of their deto a chief the highest species of merit, and partly clining power, the Whigs seem to have felt the because the King was the most conspicuous and necessity of making a more vigorous effort, through important individual in the State. That State the means of the press, in order to regain their was, however, at the time, really composed lost influence. The exciting events of the war, of a comparatively small number of persons, acting upon national prejudices, rendered the who had contrived to possess themselves of newspapers unfit media through which to call the organized power of the country, and se up sober reflection, to trace the operation of cured to themselves the privilege of making principles, and to take a more extended and such laws as they pleased. In all political asso more philosophical view of the march of events, ciations dissensions will prevail—there will be a and the ultimate consequences to which they majority and a minority,—and in the bodies form were leading. With the intention of acting upon ing the State and the Church these were, accord the public mind in this way, and thus to promote ingly, found to exist, and soon acquired the ap- their own political advancement, that celebrated pellations of Whigs and Tories. In determining periodical publication, the Edinburgh Review, whether the one or the other of these two par. was established. In this able work Toryism was ties should for the time have the ascendency, laid bare, the results towards which it was hurrythe King has great power; and, agreeably to the ing the country were exhibited, the more sober known tendency of human nature, he shewed portion of the public was powerfully and energeti. himself disposed to prefer that which was the cally appealed to, and Whig politics were premost accommodating to his wishes. The Tories sented in as popular a form as the circumstances became the heads of the State ; and, ultimately, of the time seemed to require. The success atthe partisans of “ Church and King” were syn- tending this expedient was eminent; the Whigs onymous with Tories.

had now a rallying ground, and from this posiThe Whigs, thus dispossessed of power, were tion they continued, with extraordinary ability driven to seek support from the people ; and the and perseverance, to assail their rivals with the alterations which were taking place in the in various weapons available in political and literary ternal economy of the country, were making that warfare, and thus led the way to future success. support of superior consequence. During the ful operations. Under the protecting shield of American war, the two parties were exhibited in the giant of the north, other literary combatants their natural positions : the Tories attempting to took the field, and devoting their labours more crush all popular movement, and to establish un particularly to the internal affairs of the country, controlled power in the ruling few; whilst the the Whigs once more began to appear an imporWhigs took a ground, just sufficiently popular tant party. The extraordinary derangement of to give them a claim on the many for support the currency, and the ignorance displayed by and assistance, without committing themselves their rivals, gave them an opportunity of shewto make any important alteration in the existing ing the superior knowledge they had acquired system of government, their object being to re whilst banished from active participation in the possess themselves of power through the aid of direction of public business. The famous report the people. But circumstances were, at the time, of the Bullion Committee, in the year 1811, exadverse to the Whigs. Notwithstanding the hibited their increasing influence. It was not, failure of their rivals in the American struggle, however, until some time after the termination the country was felt to be in a state of progres of the war, that they appeared to be decidedly sive improvement, and domestic prosperity formed making head against the Tories. a counterpoise to foreign failure; the modern sys The splendid termination of the war, while it tem of manufacture, then beginning to develop ito produced a kind of national intoxication, created self, had already exercised such influence on the an expectation of commercial prosperity, which state of society, as enabled the Tories to point tri- / scarcely any circumstances could meet; and the

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