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present Tam in a less boisterous mood than he appeared to be in when sitting solus with his story-telling friend. Instead of all his faculties being immersed in one "great guffaw," as in the former figure, his countenance is merely animated with a smile of such breadth as a rustic might be supposed to wear when paying court to one of whom he was fond, and with whom he was familiar. His face is turned a little to the left, on which side the Landlady is placed, with a corresponding inclination of body; and,

the study and the recreation of the young, without benefit to the heart. I have more than once seen children excited to tears, by that earliest of the offerings made to intellect, "The Death and Burial of Cock Robin." Here was a strong excitement of the benevolent affections, through the medium of imagination; and it is impossible to tell how much of that rare virtue of kindness towards the brute creation may have been engendered through this simple relation. Acts of aggression on the part of the strong, cruelty towards the inoffensive, and the suffer-judging from the "smirking smile" that curls her lip, ings of innocence, form the burden of all those little stories which once formed a sort of infant mythology; and are not indignation against the oppressor,--compassion for the weak,-hatred of cruelty, and sympathy with the sufferer, awakened in consequence? I will venture to say, that more far more---of the virtue of compassion is taught, by reading of a wolf betraying and devouring a lamb, than by the most admirable piece of reasoning against cruelty, or a thousand injunctions to practise gentleness and kindness.

The moral acts of charity and compassion, which are the result of reasoning, and which originate in a sense of duty, are as efficacious, indeed, as those which immediately flow from the impulses of a feeling heart. But then there is this essential difference between them :---Reasoning is a laborious act of the mind: a sense of duty does not, in every mind, prescribe the same range of duties, but varies with every man's scale of moral obligation,— is affected by the measure of every man's judgment, and by the extent of his information, and is overborne by many accidental impulses; whereas, those acts of kindness, which seem the intuitive impulses of the mind, need no process of reasoning to urge their performance, no sense of duty to establish their propriety,-vary not with the diversities of the moral creed,—are not affected, either by the measure of a man's judgment, or by the extent of his information,—and cannot be overborne by other impulses, because no impulse is more immediate than that which urges the acts themselves.

It is one thing to convince the judgment, and another thing to touch the heart. Even supposing a child able to comprehend the obligation to the performance of a duty, it is questionable if much be done for virtue if the conviction of the judgment and the dictate of the heart do not go hand in hand; but once let the feelings incite to acts of virtue, and the verdict of the judgment will speedily be obtained.

(To be concluded in our next.)

THE AYRSHIRE SCULPTOR-HIS NEW WORKS.

MR THOм has now finished a complete group of figures from the Tale of Tam O'Shanter, by which the opening scene of the poem is fully and forcibly illustrated. In addition to the hero of the tale and "Souter Johnnie,” it consists of other two important personages,---the landlord and landlady of the Hospitium where the jolly farmer held his carousal on the eventful night of his rencontre with the "hellish legion" of " Alloway's auld haunted kirk." The figures are all of the natural size. Those of Tam and the Souter are almost copies of the statues which were exhibited here, and which are now drawing crowds of fashionable visitors in Bond Street; but they are differently placed in regard to each other---Tam, in the group, being engaged in a close tête-à-tête with the Landlady, while the Souter's "queerest stories" are directed to the Landlord. This arrangement is in perfect keeping with the poem, and it has necessarily led the artist to re

When I speak of the qualities of the heart, I do so only in obedience to common phraseology. I believe the brain to be the seat of the emotions, as well as of the intellectual faculties; for, although there are sympathetic influences between one part of the body and another, this does not prove that the seat of the emotions is anywhere else than in the brain; the heart palpitating with emotion does no more prove that the emotion has its origin in the heart, than the hair standing on end proves that fear is seated in the hair.

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she is very well pleased with the farmer's gallantry.
Souter, as in the former group, appears to have been just
delivered of one of his "queerest stories." His waggish
eye rests complacently on the Landlord, who is represented
to be in convulsions of laughter at his friend's wit, and
quite unconscious of the flirtation which is going on be-
tween his buxom wife and his honoured guest.

In point of execution, these figures are equal to those
already before the public. Tam possesses the same free-
dom of outline, ease of attitude, and accuracy of symme-
try, with a face of a more intellectual cast than the ori-
ginal. The Souter is as like his prototype as possible.
The Landlord is a little round-bellied man, with his head
thrown well back, that he may laugh the louder; and in
one hand he holds a horn half-full of ale, which he is ap-
parently spilling, without being aware of his loss. The
Landlady is an excellent figure, though less en bon point
than most people would expect in one of her calling. The
attitude in which she is placed, however, is exceedingly
characteristic of the duties of her office. She is seated on
the front of an arm chair, not in the indolent attitude of one
who dreams of repose, but in the active position of a person
who has just sat down in the expectation of being imme-
diately called upon to "answer the bell." Her right arm
rests on the chair elbow, and her left hand, in which she
has gathered her apron into graceful folds, rests upon her
knee. Her body leans slightly forward; and while her
face, which is turned towards Tam, is abundantly expres-
sive of the good-will she bears him, and the happiness of
her present condition, her feet are so planted as to indi-
cate her readiness, when called on, to rise and “fill ano-
ther gill." She is adorned with a profusion of curls, and
her head-dress consists of what was some sixty years since
denominated, in Ayrshire, a “round-eared mutch," strap-
ped to the head by a ribbon round the mid-piece, and sur-
mounted by a knot of ribbons, a little to the right side.
Her neck is bare, but over her shoulders and bosom is
thrown a thin handkerchief, which disappears under the
heavier fabric of a stuff gown---we suppose it to have
been of that material---with short sleeves, frilled at the
elbow, and leaving the arms below naked. Her apron,
as in the days of our grandmothers, is tied round her
body by a "string case," and is finished with a frill; and
the whole costume is executed with so much accuracy
and good taste, that in the opinion of many it would not
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do the most tip-top mantua-maker discredit.
leave this point, however, as in duty bound, to the deter-
mination of our fair readers,-only premising, that those
who agree with us will think the gown too closely fitted
to the body, and not sufficiently ample in the skirt.

The group of statues which we have thus endeavoured to describe, belongs, we understand, to the Earl of Cassillis, who promptly patronised the artist in the outset of his career. Besides a desire to encourage the native genius of the county from whence his lordship takes his title, perhaps the circumstance of the person whom Burns selected as the archetype of the "heroic Tam " having been a tenant on the Culzean estate, had some influence with his lordship in choosing a subject for Mr Thom's chisel. The identity of this individual has now become a question of some interest in the west; and as we were instrumental in giving currency to the tradition which imputes the honour to "Thomas Reid," we may here state, that since the publication of the article in the LITERARY JOURNAL, in which the subject

was mentioned, Mr Smith of Swindrigemuir has written to Mr Auld of Ayr, that he met with Burns at the house of Sir William Cunningham of Robertland, before the poem was published, when, in answer to a question by Mr Smith, he said, that the prototype of his hero was the "Gudeman of Shanter," whose name, Mr Smith was informed by some one present, was "Douglas Grahame.” It is certain that a person of that name possessed the Shanter farm when Burns resided with his uncle in its neighbourhood, and attended Kirkoswald School; and it is not remembered, by the oldest persons in Carrick, that it ever was occupied by a Thomas Reid.

Notwithstanding the acknowledged merit of Mr Thom's first productions, it was the opinion of many persons well acquainted with the Fine Arts, that his ignorance of the conventional rules of Sculpture rendered his success in any new attempt highly problematical; and perhaps those opinions may be well founded, in reference to the higher and more severe departments of the art; but his subsequent works have greatly shaken their force, and demonstrated how very easily genius can surmount the obstacles that lie in its way. The Landlord and Landlady of the group we have noticed, like his first productions, were thumped out of the rough block by the mere guidance of the artist's unerring eye, unaided by models or drawings of any sort; and if they do not raise him higher in the scale of artists than he stood before, they will not, at least, diminish his fame. In addition to these statues, Mr Thom has recently sculptured, in white freestone, a portrait of a gentleman, which has not only the merit of being well executed, but is a striking likeness. And he has now nearly finished, in the same material, a bust of Burns, in which we already recognize the features depicted in Lockhart's Life of the Bard, from the vivid recollection of Sir Walter Scott. These busts have been executed without any other model before the artist than the living head of the one individual, and a tolerable copy of Nasmyth's portrait of the other; and yet, they both possess so much individuality, that even a stranger to the persons represented would hardly hesitate to pronounce them faithful likenesses. Judging from these specimens, we have little doubt of Mr Thom's success in Portrait Sculpture; but we would anxiously press upon him the attainment of something greater in the noble art which he has adopted. Possessing, as he does, a precision of eye and dexterity of hand seldom equalled, he may reasonably hope, by a close and diligent study of his profession, to rank his name with the greatest sculptors which our country has produced; and we sincerely hope he is ambitious of that imperishable honour.

ORIGINAL POETRY.

A LETTER FROM MY COUSIN.

I THINK I could write you a letter, Hal, In the style of your letters to me, With a little sense, and a little rhyme, And a very little poetrie.

You know, when I was a girl, Hal,

I scribbled some brilliant things, At least I remember you used to say--"They should only be read by kings."

That was a flight of fancy, Hal,

And we both have changed since then; Yet still when I write to you, dear Hal, My heart is in my pen:

I have taken my seat in the arbour, Hal, In the midst of the bees and the flowers, And the summer winds and odours, Hal, Recall many long-lost hours.

I wish you would pack your portmanteau, Hal,
And fling yourself into the mail,-
It will take little more than a day and a night
To bring you to Langley Dale.
'Tis the sweetest spot in the world, Hal,
And just for a poet like you;

A lovelier scene of hill and grove
No painter ever drew.

And I want you to know my husband, Hal,
For I'm sure you'll be pleased with each other;
And besides, we have three rosy children, Hal,
All amazingly like their mother ;-

I hear their merry voices now,

Even now from among the trees,-
O, Hal! what a fathomless depth of joy
To a mother in sounds like these!

Then there's a winding streamlet, Hal,
With trout in every pool;

And three miles off a broad blue lake---
Most calm and beautiful.

And we've got a delicious garden, Hal,

And a capital hot-house, too;

And the peaches that grow on the north-east wall Are the largest you ever knew.

Are you still as fond of music, Hal,

As you used to be of yore?

For I've many songs to sing to you now
That you never heard before;
But I'll sing you all the old songs too,
That we so loved long ago,
The little playful madrigals,

And the airs of sadder flow.

I have heard there's a first-rate singer, Hal,
Who has sung all her songs to you,

And perhaps you may value my feebler notes
Not so much as you wont to do;

But my simple voice, as it chants to you, Hal,
Some once familiar thing,

Will many a thought of our childhood, Hal,
Back to your memory bring.

At all events, come to see us, Hal,

Ere the golden months be past,
For I think you are not so happy, Hal,
As when we parted last;

And if there be song or word of mine

That can either soothe or please, We'll bury all your cares, dear Hal, Deep in oblivion's seas.

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From the German of Heine.

I MET upon a journey

The family of my fair,
And joyfully they hail'd me,
With unaffected air.

They ask'd me many questions,
If all was right and well;
And said I had not alter'd---
Except that I was pale.
I ask'd for old relations,

And friends of auld lang syne; And for the little dog that used

To lick my hand and whine; And for the married daughter--I ask'd---with pensive brow; And joyfully they told me

She was a mother now.

O many a gratulation

Was kindly given by me,

That thousand, thousand blessings,

Might still her dowery be!

Her little sister told me,

The pup of auld lang syne,
Had grown a growling mastiff,
And fallen into the Rhine.
The fairy's like her sister!
The very smile she wore
Still lives in every dimple,
And charms me as of yore!

BLOSSOMS.

By Henry G. Bell.

Ir is a lesson sad and true,
Of human life to me,

To mark the swelling fruit push off
The blossoms from the tree;

The silver blossoms ruby-streak'd,
That scent the summer air,

That gleam among the dark green leaves,
And make a sunshine there;

The dew-drop's fragrant dwelling-place
Through all the gentle night,—
The latticed window's fairy screen
From morning's flush of light.

No wonder that the young bird sits Among the boughs and sings; He finds companionship in them,— Soft-breathing lovely things!

No wonder that the fair child wreaths
Their riches round her brow;
They are themselves an emblem meet
Of what that child is now.

Alas! like childhood's thoughts they die—
They drop-they fade away;

A week a little week-and then
The blossoms where are they?

You tell me they make room for fruits-
A more substantial store;
But often stolen ere 'tis ripe,
Oft rotten at the core.

I do not love the worthless gifts That bend our childhood down, And give us for our chaplet wreath Ambition's leaden crown.

I do not love the fruits that push
Our flowery hopes away,-
The silver blossoms-ruby-streak'd,
Ah! dearer far are they!

A LAMENT FOR CULLODEN.

By Alexander Balfour, Author of "Contemplation, and other Poems," &c.

[This Poem is extracted from an unpublished Metrical Tale, in
which it is introduced as the song of an old Highland widow.]
ALAS! for the land of the heath-cover'd mountains,
Where raves the loud tempest, and rolls the dark flood!
Alas! for the land of the smooth crystal fountains,
The sword of the slayer has stain'd them with blood!
Ah, me! for the nation, so famous in story,

Where valour, and freedom, and loyalty, shone !
They gather'd around the bright star of their glory;
But faded their laurels, their glory is gone!
Weep, Caledonia !-mourn for the fallen!

His banner, unfurl'd, in splendour was streaming,
The sons of the mighty were gather'd around;
Their bucklers and broadswords in brightness were gleam-

ing,

And high beat each heart at the loud pibroch's sound : They came to Culloden, the dark field of danger— Oh! why will not memory the record efface: Alas! for their Leader, the gallant young Stranger! And woe to the traitors who wrought the disgrace! Weep, Caledonia !—mourn for the fallen!

Alas! for the heroes whom death has enshrouded!
Yet not for the valiant and mighty I weep;
When darkness was lowering, their sun set unclouded,
And loud was the war-shout that lull'd them asleep;
Their turf the gay Spring with rich verdure shall cover,
The sweet flower of Summer in fragrance shall bloom;
In the mist from the mountains bright spirits shall hover,
The shades of their fathers shall glide o'er the tomb !
Weep, Caledonia!-mourn for the fallen!

Alas! for the Stranger, by fortune forsaken,

Who pillows his head on the heath-blossom'd hill; From dreams of delight with the day to awaken,

His cheek pale and wet with the night-dew so chill! Alas! for my country-her glory's departed—

No more shall the Thistle its purple bloom wave ! But shame to the coward—the traitor false-hearted! And barren the black sod be aye on his grave! Weep, Caledonia !-mourn for the fallen!

LITERARY CHIT-CHAT AND VARIETIES.

We understand that Mr Murray has in preparation for his Family Library, Lives of General the Earl of Peterborough, by Sir Walter Scott; of Cowper and Cervantes, by Mr Lockhart; of Sir Isaac Newton, by Dr Brewster; of Julius Cæsar, by the Rev. John Williams; of General Wolfe, by Mr Southey; and of Sir Thomas Monro, by the Rev. G. R. Gleig.

Mr Murray will also speedily publish the Papers of the Earl of Marchmont, comprising a number of original and unknown documents, diaries, &c. illustrative of the Reigns of Queen Annc, George I., &c., a Memoir of the Public Life of Robert, second Marquis of Londonderry,—a new edition of Boswell's Life of Dr Samuel Johnson, edited, and illustrated with numerous biographical and historical notes, by the Right Hon. John Wilson Croker,-the Antiquities of Greece and Rome, selected from the best authorities, both ancient and modern, and principally intended for the use of schools, by the Rev. John Williams, -the Descent into Hell, a Poem,-the History of the Jews, by the Rev. H. H. Milman,-the Life and Times of Dante, a Memoir of the residence of Lord Byron in Greece, comprising a Diary of his conversations upon the subject of Christianity, by the late Dr Kennedy,—and the Life and Reign of George III. The Landscape Annual, which is to appear in November, and which is in the hands of the proprietor of the Keepsake, bids fair to

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be a very splendid and interesting work. It is designed to exhibit a series of views illustrative of the most interesting scenery of Europe; and the views are to be accompanied with literary papers, intended to present, not only an accurate and vivid description of the scenes delineated by the artist, but likewise to recall the many interesting recollections which the pages of history or the records of tradition can supply. The forthcoming volume is to comprise a succession of the most attractive views that occur on the route from Geneva to Rome. It will consist of about 300 pages of letter-press, and twenty-six highly-finished line engravings, from views taken on the spot by Prout. The literary department is under the management of Mr T. Roscoe, and the Author of the Castilian.

A musical work is in progress, which is likely to be one of some interest. It is to be entitled, "Peninsular Melodies," and will consist of a collection of melodies by the most esteemed composers of Spain and Portugal. The poetry is to be chiefly by Mrs Hemans; which will guarantee its grace and elegance; and the melodies are to be harmonized by Senor la Disma, Maitre de la Chapelle to the King of Spain.

The Golden Lyre, which attracted marked attention among the annuals of last year, will this year be again published by Mr Haas.

The author of the Revolt of the Bees announces Hamden in the Nineteenth Century, or Colloquies on the Errors and Improvements of Society.

To-day Mr Buckingham concludes his Lectures here, after having delivered nine in Edinburgh, and two in Leith. Mr Buckingham has made some changes in his route through Scotland since we announced it last Saturday. He visits Dundee, Aberdeen, Perth, Glasgow, Paisley, Greenock, Ayr, and Dumfries. We are glad to understand that he proposes returning to Scotland next Spring, before which time he will take a trip to Ireland.

Taylor and Carlile are now lecturing at Manchester. They have sent round circulars to the clergy and dissenting ministers of the town, presenting their compliments as Infide! Missionaries, and challenging discussion on the merits of the Christian religion.

The Heraldry of Crests, containing nearly 3500 crests, with the bearers' names, alphabetically arranged, and illustrated by remarks historical and explanatory, intended as a companion to Clark's Easy Introduction to the Study of Heraldry, is announced for early publication.

Mr Bowring is preparing for publication the Poetry of the Magyars, with an account of the Literature and Language of Hungary and Transylvania, and Biographical Notices of their most distinguished Poets. Also, by the same author, Bohemian Anthology, with an introductory history of Ceskian Literature.

LONDON UNIVERSITY.-The first session of this Institution having closed, there was, a few days ago, a distribution of prizes to the students who had most distinguished themselves on their examinations. Earl Grey was in the chair; and the great room, capable of containing about a thousand persons, was filled.-The building of the London University is rapidly approaching a state of completion; the portico, in particular, promises to be, when finished, a splendid specimen of architectural taste. The roof is constructed on the classical principle of the ancient Greek tile. The adaptation of this antique style is quite new, and has proved, in its practical effect, altogether

successful.

STATISTICS ON MADNESS AND SUICIDE.-The number of persons afflicted with madness is one-third greater among women than among men. Men are struck with madness most frequently about the age of thirty and thirty-one; women about the age of from forty to forty-three. Women are generally most disposed to melancholy; men to suicide. Suicides are generally more common among men in the month of April, and among women in the month of August. Suicides are more frequent among unmarried men; but with women it is observed that suicide is more common among the married. Suicide becomes more common among men from the age of thirtyfive to forty-five; among women, from the age of twenty-five to thirty-five. It is a remarkable fact, that the two sexes appear to preserve the difference of their manners and habits, in the choice of the means of destruction to which they have recourse. Thus, men choose cutting instruments and fire-arms; women choose poison and suffocation. The most immediate causes of suicide among women are jealousy, and unfortunate attachments; among men, disappointed ambition and reverses of fortune. Misery produces a pretty nearly equal number of suicides in both sexes.

Theatrical Gossip.-At the English Opera House, a new Opera called "The Robber's Bride," the music by Ries-has been produced with success. Messrs Phillips, Sapio, and Thorne, sustain the principal parts. Matthews and Yates have closed the Adelphi for the season, and are going to France.—Malibran fainted on the stage at the King's Theatre the other evening, and a brilliant and crowded audience were consequently deprived of the Opera.-Kean, we are glad to hear, is himself again;-The Belfast Guardian says, "This unrivalled actor made his appearance in our Theatre on Monday

night, to a most respectable house, in the character of Shylock. We never saw him to more advantage. His health seems to be perfectly restored; and the audience testified their delight by the most rapturous and enthusiastic applause.”—There are to be three grand Musical Festivals this year in England, one at each of the following townsChester, Gloucester, and Birmingham. Miss Paton, Madame Malibran, and Braham, are to sing at them.-Young has been performing in Dublin, Braham in Brighton, C. Kemble in Manchester and Liverpool-Madame Caradori had only £35 at her benefit in Liverpool.Madame Catalani has been making a professional tour through Ireland. In Dublin and Cork she received £2000 for twenty-eight nights' performance. She proposes going to Italy in autumn.Vestris has been drawing very crowded houses in Dublin, and received £700 for twelve nights.-The following punning song is sung by Miss H. Cawse, as Nannetta, in the new melo-drama of the "Sister of Charity :"

There never was a Nun, Sir, without a true call,
And call I have none, Sir-for Nun, Sir, at all;
And except in Nun's flesh, Sir, no Nun there can be,
And none of the kind, Sir, was ever in me:

So I can't be a Nun, Sir, I can't be a Nun,
And more after that, Sir-I won't be a Nun!
And I won't be a Nun, Sir-be-Cawse-let me see-
Because I don't want, Sir-a Nun, Sir, to be;
And still if you teaze me to tell why I don't,
It's because, if you please, Sir-because I-I won't:
So I can't be a Nun, Sir-I can't be a Nun-

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I can't, and I oughtn't, and I won't be a Nun! The Manager of the Theatre Royal here has gone on a visit to the English provincial theatres, and it is his object to pick up some reinforcements for his own company among them.-A London paper says, absurdly enough, that " Mr Murray has disbanded the whole of his old corps; his command to them to go to the right about' being propelled by the depression of the times." The same paper adds, with equal accuracy, that "there is not at present one regular dramatic company in the kingdom of Scotland."-A melo-dramatic spectacle, called "Peter Wilkins, or the Flying Indians," has been produced at the Caledonian Theatre with considerable spirit and complete success.

TO OUR CORRESPONDENTS.

The Communication from the Ettrick Shepherd in our next. "It may be too late To-morrow," though well written, is scarcely original or striking enough.-The Communication from "Tyro," of Glasgow, is too long for our pages. We have received the "Letter regarding the System of Education pursued at the High School," and will probably have something to say upon the subject next week.— The Pamphlets on the Catholic Question, with which we have been favoured from Aberdeen, we must decline noticing at present.-" D.

M.'s" communication is under consideration.

A Letter from Dunfermline informs us, that "three Fife Dominies, constant readers and admirers of our excellent Journal, having met together on the night our 35th number arrived in that town, and being particularly attracted with the lines Written at Midnight,' forthwith sat down at three separate tables, and after a couple of bottles of Bailie Campbell's best, and as many gills of Burntisland and request that we will act as the judex litis, and decide which of aqua, produced a poem each." They have sent these poems to us, them is the best, and which the worst. We give the palm to that which is entitled "Cogitations of a Young Pie-baker," and begins thus:

"Och! I have never baked what I can bake,
And what, so please the powers, I yet shall bake.
I look down on the paltry mean contents
Of this vile basket here, with many a curse ;-
They are but penny-pies, hawk'd in the street;
And though the smell may lure a hungry chap,
A score of crowded bread-boards push me by,-
Sneer at my poor batch-as well, by Jove! they may,
And leave it to be munch'd, or to grow mouldy."

The next best is signed " A.," and the third, which has also merit, is signed “B.”

"The Nightmare," by William Danby, in our next.-The verses by "H.' are pretty, but somewhat commonplace.-The Communication from Broughty is clever, but of too local and confined an interest. The spirited lines addressed to Miss Landon would appear with better grace in the London Literary Gazette.-The Lines by "C. M. P." and "T." of Stonehaven will not suit us.

Our second notice of the Reverend W. M. Kinsey's Work on Por tugal, is unavoidably postponed.

[No. 37. July 25, 1829.]

ADVERTISEMENTS,

Connected with Literature, Science, and the Arts.

This day is published,

BY THOMAS CLARK, 38, George Street,
Price Six Shillings,

THE FOREIGN REVIEW. No. VII.

CONTENTS.

ART. I. The Eloquence of the French Bar.-II. History of Lithography.-III. Damiron, Philosophy in France.-IV. Jovellanos, Life and Writings.-V. Novalis.-VI. Romances of Sir Tristrem.-VII. Vitalis, Swedish Poetry.-VIII. Niebuhr's Historical and Philological Tracts.-IX. Guipuscoan Ballads.-X. Pecchio, Political Economists of Italy.-XI. to XVII. Short Reviews of the newest Classical, Danish, French, German, Italian, Russian, and Spanish Publications.-XVIII. Continental Literary Intelligence.-XIX. Select Foreign Publications during the last three months.

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No. VIII. will be published in September.

WHITE'S SELBORNE.-NEW EDITION.
TO FORM VOL. XLV. OF CONSTABLE'S MISCELLANY.
On the 15th of August will appear, in one volume, illustrated with

Engravings,

THE NATURAL HISTORY

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bound.

The rapid sale of the first Edition of the Scottish Tourist is a decided proof of the superiority both of its plan and execution over any similar work. The second Edition, besides being illustrated by four new Plates, will be found to contain very considerable Additions and Improvements.

"We have no hesitation in praising it, since we happen to know that the most distinguished personage in literature, whom Scotland can or ever could boast of, has deliberately pronounced it to be the best book of its kind that has fallen into his hands. It is chiefly remarkable for skilful condensation of much matter, which has lost none of its value by undergoing that process-accurate and extensive historical knowledge, and elegance and vigour of diction. The formation of the plan of the work, and its various detail, and the preparatory study, must have cost much more labour than the composition itself; for a plan more perfect-embracing such a variety of objects (all that is interesting and curious in Scottish scenery)-and showing the geographical relations in which these objects, and the roads conducting to them, stand to each other, never came under our observation." "The value of the whole work is much enhanced by a number of Maps, upon such a truly original and ingenious plan as do credit to the inventor.-Each of these is devoted to an entire tour, occupies a all the places of any note, (mountains, lakes, rivers, towns, villages, page, and consists of three columns, in which are distinctly traced villas, &c.) along the route to be pursued, their relative distances, and the roads that diverge from the route."-Caledonian Mercury, 11th May, 1829. Those, however, who desire to extend their knowledge of Loch Lomond, I would refer to Stirling and Kenney's Tourist's Guide of 1827-one of the best books of the kind I have met with."-Scotsman, 16th April, 1828.

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TO THE DYSPEPTIC,

THE STUDIOUS, AND SEDENTARY.

BUTLER'S COOLING APERIENT POWDERS,-produce an extremely refreshing Effervescing Drink, preferable to Soda, Seidlitz, or Magnesia Water, and at the same time A MILD AND COOLING APERIENT, peculiarly adapted to promote the healthy action of the Stomach and Bowels, and thereby prevent the recurrence of Constipation and Indigestion, with all their train of consequences, as Depression, Flatulence, Acidity or Heartburn, Headache, Febrile Symptoms, Eruptions on the Skin, &c. &c. and by frequent use will obviate the necessity of having recourse to Calomel, Epsom Salts, and other violent medicines, which tend to debilitate the system. When taken after too free an indulgence in the luxuries of the table, particularly after too much wine, the usual disagreeable effects are altogether avoided. In warm climates they will be found extremely beneficial, as they prevent accumulation of Bile, and do not debilitate.

Prepared, and sold in 2s. 9d. boxes,-and 10s. 6d. and 20s. cases, by BUTLER, CHEMIST TO HIS MAJESTY, No. 73, PRINCE'S STREET, EDINBURGH; and (authenticated by the Preparer's name and address, in the Label affixed to each box and case,) may be obtained of all the principal Druggists and Booksellers throughout the United Kingdom.

Of whom may also be procured, BUTLER'S CARBONATED EFFERVESCING HARROWGATE SALTS,-which contain all the solid ingredients of the celebrated Springs of Harrowgate, with the very important addition of the Volatile Gases in an immediate state of found a valuable substitute, proper for those Invalids who are undisengagement, by the addition of pure water, and altogether will be able to reside at Harrowgate. The Water of the Harrowgate Springs is very successfully used in cases of Scurvy, Scrofula, and Bilious and Gouty Affections; and it has, in particular, acquired great celebrity for the removal of the most complicated and obstinate Cutane ous Eruptions. The Salts are sold in 1s. 6d. and 10s. 6d. Bottles.

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