they are crowded together and justled in lous, yet where every form is so still and gibbering yell of triumph, bursting from the dust : what parsimony is observed in silent, it seems almost as if we were tread the distended jaws of the spectre

. But doling out a scanty nook ; a gloomy corner; ing a mansion of that fabled city, where why should we thus seek to clothe death a little portion of earth, to those, whom, every being had being suddenly transmuted with unnecessary terrors, and to spread when alive, kingdoms could not satisfy : into stone.

horrors round the tomb of those we love? and how many shapes, and forms and arti- I paused to contemplate a tomb on which The grave should be surrounded by every fices, are devised to catch the casual no- lay the effigy of a knight in complete ar- thing that might inspire tenderness and ve

. tice of the passenger, and save from for- mour. A large buckler was on one arm; neration for the dead; or that might win getfulness, for a few short years, a name the hands were pressed together in suppli- the living to virtue. It is the place, not of which once aspired to occupy ages of the cation upon the breast; the face was al- disgust and dismay, but of sorrow and me world's thought and admiration.

most covered by the morion ; the legs were ditation. I passed some time in Poet's Corner, crossed in token of the warrior's having While wandering about these gloomy which occupies an end of one of the tran. been engaged in the holy war. It was the vaults and silent aisles, studying the records septs or cross aisles of the Abbey. The tomb of a crusader; of one of those mili- of the dead, the sound of busy existema monuments are generally simple ; for the tary enthusiasts, who so strangely mingled from without occasionally reaches the ear lives of literary men afford no striking religion and romance, and whose exploits ---the rumbling of the passing equipage ;themes for the sculptor. Shakspeare and form the connecting link between fact and the murmur of the multitude; or perhaps Addison have statues erected to their me-fiction ; between the history and the fairy the light laugh of pleasure. The contrast mories; but the greater part have busts, tale. There is something extremely pictu- is striking with the deathlike repose around: medallions, and sometimes mere inscrip- resque in the tombs of these adventurers, and it has a strange effect upon the feelings, tions. Notwithstanding the simplicity of decorated as they are with rude armorial thus to hear the surges of active life hurry

. these memorials, I have always observed bearings and gothic sculpture. They com- ing along and beating against the very vals that the visitors to the Abbey remain port with the antiquated chapels in which of the sepulchre. longest about them. A kinder and fond they are generally found; and, in consider. I continued in this way to move from er feeling takes place of that cold cari- ing them, the imagination is apt to kindle tomb to tomb, and from chapel to chapel. osity or vague admiration with which with the legendery associations, the roman- The day was gradually wearing away; the they gaze on the splendid monuments tic fictions, the chivalrous pomp and pa- distant tread of loiterers about the abbey of the great and the heroic. They geantry which poetry has spread over the grew less and less frequent; the sun had linger about these as about the tombs of the wars for the sepulchre of Christ. They poured his last ray through the lofty winfriends and companions ; for indeed there are the reliques of times utterly gone by : dows; the sweet tongued bell was summonis something of companionship between the of beings passed from recollection; of cus- ing to evening prayers ; and I saw at a diauthor and the reader. Other men are toms and manners with which our's have tance the choristers, in their white surplices, known to posterity only through the me- no affinity. They are like objects from crossing the aisle and entering the choir. dium of history, which is continually grow. some strange and distant land, of which we I stood before the entrance to Henry the ing.faint and obscure; but the intercourse have no certain knowledge, and about which Seventh's chapel. A Aight of steps between the author and his fellow-men is all our conceptions are vague and visionary: up to it, through a deep and gloomy, bat ever new, active and immediate. He has There is something extremely solemn and magnificent arch. Great gates of brak lived for them more than for himself ; he awful in those effigies on gothic tombs, ex- richly and delicately wrought, turn heari. has sacrificed surrounding enjoyments, and tended as if in the sleep of death, or in the upon their hinges, as if proudly reluctant to shut himself up from the delights of social supplication of the dying hour. They have admit the feet of common mortals into this life, that he might the more intimately com- an effect infinitely more impressive on most gorgeous of sepulchres. mune with distant minds and distant ages my feelings than the fancied attitudes, On entering, the eye is astonished by the Well may the world cherish his renown; the over-wrought conceits, and allegorical pomp of architecture, and the elaborate for it has been purchased, not by deeds of groups, which abound on modern monu- beauty of sculptured detail. The map violence and blood, but by the diligent dis- ments. I have been struck, also, with the walls are wrought into universal ornati pensation of pleasure. Well may posterity superiority

of many of the old sepulchral encrusted with tracery, and scooped into be grateful to his memory; for he has left inscriptions. There was a noble way, in niches, crowded with the statues of saints it an inheritance, not of empty names and former times, of saying things simply, and and martyrs. Stone seems, by the cunning sounding actions, but whole treasures of yet saying them proudly; and I do not labour of the chisel, to have been robed wisdom, bright gems of thought, and golden know an epitaph that breathes a loftier con- of its weight and density, suspended aloti veins of language.

sciousness of family worth and honourable as if by magic, and the fretted roof From Poet's Corner I continued my stroll lineage, than one which affirms, of a noble achieved with the wonderful minuteness towards that part of the abbey which con- house, that “all the brothers were brave, and airy security of a cobweb. tains the sepulchres of the kings. I wan- and all the sisters virtuous."

Along the sides of the chapel are the dered among what once were chapels, but In the opposite transept to Poet's Corner lofty stalls of the Knights of the Bath

, which are now occupied by the tombs stands a monument which is among the richly carved of oak, though with the gro and monuments of the great. turn I met with some illustrious name ; or (art; but which, to me, appears horrible on the pinnacles of the stalls are afixed

At every most renowned achievements of modern tesque decorations of gothic architecture the cognizance of some powerful house rather than sublime. It'is the tomb of Mrs. the helmets and crests of the knights, with in

carfs and swords; and above then catches glimpses of quaint effigies ; some open its marble doors, and a sheeted skele with armorial bearings,

and contrasting the kneeling in niches, as if in devotion ; others ton is starting forth. The shroud is falling splendour of gold and purple and crimson stretched upon the tombs, with hands pious from his fleshless frame as he launches his with the cold gray fretwork of the roof.. ly pressed together ; warriors in armour

, dart at his victim. She is sinking into her the midst of this grand mausoleum stands eroziers and mitres ; and nobles in robes vain and frantic effort, to avert the blow.-- with that of his queen, extended on a cuenta and coronets, lying as it were in state. In The whole is executed with terrible truth tuous tomb, and the whole surrounded by glancing over this scene, so strangely popu-l and spirit; we almost fancy we hear thel a lofty and superbly wrought brazen railing

There is a sad dreariness in this magnifi- , dually prevailing around, gave a deeper and incongruous mementos had been gathered cence ; this strange mixture of tombs and more solemn interest to the place : together as a lesson to living greatness ?trophies; these emblems of living and as

to show it, even in the moment of its

For in the silent grave no conversation, piring ambition, close beside mementos

No joyful tread of friends, no voice of lovers,

proudest exaltation, the neglect and diswhich show the dust and oblivion in which No careful father's counsel ; nothing's heard honour to which it must soon arrive ; how all must sooner or later terminate. No. For nothing is, but all oblivion,

soon that crown which encircles its brow

Dust and an endless darkness. thing impresses the mind with a deeper feel.

must pass away; and it must lie down in ing of loneliness, than to tread the silent Suddenly the notes of the deep labouring the dust and disgraces of the tomb, and be and deserted scene of former throng and organ burst upon the ear, falling with trampled upon by the feet of the meanest pageant. On looking round on the vacant doubled and redoubled intensity, and rol- of the multitude. For, strange to tell, even stalls of the knights and their esquires; and ling, as it were, huge billows of sound.- the grave is here no longer a sanctuary. on the rows of dusty but gorgeous banners How well do their volume and grandeur There is a shocking levity in some natures, that were once borne before them, my accord with this mighty building! With which leads thein to sport with awful and imagination conjured up the scene when what pomp do they swell through its vast hallowed things; and there are base minds, this hall was bright with the valour and vaults, and breathe their awful harmony which delight to revenge on the illustrious beauty of the land ; glittering with the through these caves of death, and make the dead the abject homage and grovelling sersplendour of jewelled rank and military silent sepulchre vocal ! And now they rise vility which they pay to the living. The array; alive with the tread of many feet in triumphant acclamation, heaving higher coffin of Edward the Confessor has been and the hum of an admiring multitude - and higher their accordant notes, and piling broken open, and his remains despoiled of All had passed away: the silence of death sound on sound. —And now they pause, their funeral ornaments ; the sceptre has had settled again upon the place ; interrup- and the soft voices of the choir break out been stolen from the hand of the imperious ted only by the casual chirping of birds, into sweet gushes of melody; they soar Elizabeth, and the effigy of Henry the which had found their way into the chapel, aloft

, and warble along the roof, and seem Fifth lies headless. Not a royal monument and built their nests among its friezes and to play about these lofty vaults like the pure but bears some proof how false and fugitive pendants—sure signs of solitariness and de- airs of heaven. Again the pealing organ is the homage of mankind. Some are plunBertion. When I read the names inscribed heaves its thrilling thunders, compressing dered; some mutilated; some covered with on the banners, they were those of men air into music, and rolling it forth upon the ribaldry and insult--all more or less out-, scattered far and wide about the world; soul. What long-drawn cadences ! -- What raged and dishonoured. some tossing upon distant seas ; some under solemn sweeping concords ! It grows more

The last beams of day were now faintly arms in distant lands; some mingling in the and more dense and powerful-it fills the streaming through the painted windows in busy intrigues of courts and cabinets: all vast pile, and seems to jar the very walls— the high vaults above me: the lower parts sæking to deserve one more distinction in the ear is stunned—the senses are over- of the abbey were already wrapped in the this mansion of shadowy honours ; the me- whelmed. And now it is winding up in full obscurity of twilight. The chapels and lancholy reward of a monument. jubilee-it is rising from the earth to hea- aisles grew darker and darker. The effi

Two small aisles on each side of this cha- ven-the very soul seems rapt away and gies of the kings faded into shadows; the pel present a touching instance of the floated upwards on this swelling tide of marble figures of the monuments assumed equality of the grave; which brings down harmony

strange shapes in the uncertain light; the the

oppressor to a level with the oppressed, I sat for some time lost in that kind of evening breeze crept through the aisles like and mingles the dust of the bitterest ene- reverie which a strain of music is apt some- the cold breath of the grave; and even the mies together. In one is the sepulchre of times to inspire : the shadows of evening distant footfall of a verger, traversing the the haughty Elizabeth, in the other is that were gradually thickening around me; the Poets' Corner, had something strange and of her victim, the lovely and unfortunate monuments began to cast deeper and deeper dreary in its sound. I slowly retraced my Vary, Not an hour in the day but some gloom; and the distant clock again gave morning's walk, and as I passed out of the ejaculation of pity is uttered over the fate token of the slowly waning day.

portal of the cloisters, the door, closing of the latter, mingled with indignation at I rose and prepared to leave the abbey. with a jarring noise behind me, filled the let oppressor. The walls of Elizabeth's As I descended the flight of steps which whole building with echoes. sepulchre continually echo with the sighs lead into the body of the building, my eye

I endeavoured to form some arrangeof sympathy heaved at the grave of her was caught by the shrine of Edward the ment in my mind of the objects I had been rival.

Confessor, and I ascended the small staircase contemplating, but found they were already A peculiar melancholy reigns over the that conducts to it, to take from thence a falling into indistinctness and confusion. uisle where Mary lies buried. The light general survey of this wilderness of tombs. Names, inscriptions, trophies, had all become truggles dimly through windows darkened The shrine is elevated upon a kind of plat- confounded in my recollection, though I had y dust. The greater part of the place is form, and close around it are the sepulchres scarcely taken my foot from off the thresh.'

deep shadow, and the walls are stained of various kings and queens. From this hold. What, thought I, is this vast assemod tinted by time and weather. A marble eminence the eye looks down between pil- blage of sepulchres but a treasury of humigure of Mary is stretched upon the tomb, lars and funereal trophies to the chapels and liation ; a huge pile of reiterated homilies ound which is an iron railing, much corro- chambers below, crowded with tombs ; on the emptiness of renown, and the cered, bearing her national emblem the this where warriors, prelates, courtiers and tainty of oblivion! It is, indeed, the empire le. I was weary with wandering, and sat statesmen lie mouldering in their “beds of of death ; his great shadowy palace ; where own to rest myself by the monument, re- darkness." Close by me stood the great he sits in state, mocking at the reliques of olving in my mind the chequered and dis- chair of coronation, rudely carved of oak, human glory, and spreading dust and forgetstrous story of poor Mary.

in the barbarous taste of a remote and fulness on the monuments of princes. How The sound of casual footsteps had ceased gothic age. The scene seemed almost as if idle a boast, after all, is the immortality of om the abbey. I could only hear, now contrived, with theatrical artifice, to pro- a name! Time is ever silently turning over ad then, the distant voice of the priest, duce an effect upon the beholder. Here his pages ; we are too much engrossed by peating the evening service, and the faint was a type of the beginning and the end of the story of the present, to think of the esponses of the choir ; these paused for a human pomp and power; here it was lite characters and anecdotes that gave interest me, and all was hushed. The stillness, rally but a step from the throne to the se. to the past ; and each age is a volume thrown ze desertion and obscurity that were gra-pulchre. Would not one think that these aside to be speedily forgotten. The idol

“ The Egyp

of to-day pushes the hero of yesterday out

MISS BRIDGET ADAIR. of our recollection; and will, in turn, be supplanted by his successor of to-morrow.

Miss Bridget Adair lived up one pair of stairs, “Our fathers," says Sir Thomas Brown,

In a street leading out of Soho ; “ find their graves in our short memories,

And, though lovely and fair, had seen thirty years, and sadly tell us how we may be buried in

Without being blest with a beau. our survivors.” History fades into fable ;

But it happened one May-day (the morning was fine), fact becomes clouded with doubt and


She heard in her passage a tread; controversy : the inscription moulders from

It was just as the clock of St. Ann's had gone nine, the tablet; the statute falls from the pedes.


And Miss Bridget was just out of bed. tal. Columns, arches, pyramids, what are

The tread it drew nearer, the knocker it stirr'd, they but heaps of sand ; and their epitaphs, but characters writen in the dust? What


And a rapping did gently ensue

Who's there, said Miss Bridget-ma whisper was hear! is the security of a lomb, or the perpetuity of an embalment? The remains of Alex

Say, did your bosom ever heave

of * Madam, I dye for you!" ander the Great have been scattered to the

For me Affection's sigh?

• What! for me does he die,' said the love-stricken maid, Or, did you ever yet believe,

To the glass, as she bustled in haste, wind, and his empty sarcophagus is now the

In dream, that I were nigh ?

She adjusted her gown, put a cap on her head, mere curiosity of a museum.

And adorned with a ribbon her waist. tian mummies, which Cambyses or time

Or, when the deadly voice of Hate,
of Jealousy, was heard,

Pir-a-pat went her heart, as she opened the door, hath spared, avarice now consumeth ; Mizraim cures wounds, and Pharaoh is sold for

Say, did you e'er extenuate

And a stranger appeared to her view ;
My faults with one kind word ?

Stepping in with a smile, and a bow to the floor, balsams."

He said, “ Madam, I die for you ;" What then is to insure this pile which Or did you ever, when alone,

If she liked his demeanor, so courteous and meek, now towers above me from sharing the fate

Accord with what I've said ?

Yet his look was enough to amaze her; of other mausoleums? The time must

If so you've done, my heart's your own,

Por his face appear'd black, as unwash'd for a week come when its gilded vaults, which now

And yours is mine, dear Maid.

And his beard ask'd the aid of a razor. spring so loftily, shall lie in rubbish beneath Liverpool


At length he address’d her in this killing strain, the feet; when, instead of the sound of

“ Miss Bridget, I dye for you ; melody and praise, the wind shall whistle

And here are the silks which you sent me to stain, through the broken arches, and the owl The annexed are copied from a MS. (the writer not

Of a beautiful mazarine blue." hoot from the shattered tower; when the

mentioned), and are submitted to the Editor, in hopes Ah me! disappointed, and nearly in tears, garish sun-beam shall break into those of seeing them circuluated in the Kaleidoscope.

Standing still, with a gape and a stare, gloomy mansions of death; and the ivy

You would hardly have thought, had you knows her for twine round the fallen column; and the fox. Oh, most delightful hour of man

years, glove hang its blossoms about the nameless Experienced here below,

'Twas lovely Miss Bridget Adair. urn, as if in mockery of the dead. Thus The hour that terminates his span, man passes away; his name perishes from His folly, and his woe. record and recollection; his history is as a Worlds should not bribe me back to tread

Literary Notices. tale that is told, and his very monument The dreary waste of Life, becomes a ruin. To see again my day o'erspread

With all its toil and strife.
My home henceforth is in the skies;

(Continued from our former numbers, pagta oli There is near to the walls of Morocco, about the north- Earth, Seas, and Sun, adieu !

57, 73, 121, 133.) west point, a village, called the Village of Lepers. I All Heaven unfolded to my eyes, had a curiosity to visit it; but I was told that any other excursion would be preferable ; that the Lepers were

I have no wish for you.

(FROM THE QUEBEC HERALD, JOLY 14 totally excluded from the rest of mankind; and that, So spake Aspasio, firm possest although none of them would dare to approach us, yet Of Faith's supporting rod, the excursion would be not only unsatisfactory but dis

The mystery which has so long enveloped the sa gusting. I was, however, deterinined to go ; I mounted

Then breathed his soul into its rest,

person of this great genius, continues to exist vitke my horse, and took two horse guards with me, and my

The bosom of his God.

any satisfactory elucidation. Sir Walter Scott, frou a own servant. We rode through the Lepers' town ; the inhabitants collected at the doors of their habitations,

He was a man, among the few,

known connexion with the celebrated novels written by but did not approach us; they, for the most part, showed

Sincere on Virtue's side;

the author of Waverley, from the character of bis site no external disfiguration, but were generally sallow. And all his strength from Scripture drew, and conversation, and various other circumstances, Some of the young women were very handsome; they To hourly use applied.

been considered in Europe to be able without doubt u have, however, a paucity of eyebrow, which it must be allowed, is somewhat incompatible with beauty; some

That rule he prized, by that he feared,

remove the curtain of concealment. Mr. Scott, hogeret. few had no eyebrows at all, which completely destroyed He hated, hoped, and loved ;

always, we hear, denies the credit of being the sustent the effect of their dark animated eyes. They are obliged Nor ever frown'd, or sad appear'd,

of the works in question; and even hisown family kort to wear a large straw hat, with a brim about nine inches wide; this is their badge of separation, a token of divi.

But when his heart had roved.

nothing certain upon the subject. The Reviews s sion between the clean and the unclean, which, when For he was frail as thou or 1,

other periodical publications in England and Scotland seen in the country or on the road, prevents any one from

familiarly prefis his name to the novels, though having personal contact with them. They are allowed

And evil felt within ;

refuses to do it himself. to beg, and accordingly are seen by the sides of the roads,

But when he felt it, heaved a sigh, with their straw hat badge, and a wooden bowl before And loath'd the thought of sin.

Some years ago, reports were circulated with cel, them, to receive the charity of passengers, exclaiming

dence, that the author of Waverley lives in Canada * Bestow on me the property of God: "All belongs

So lived Aspasio ; and at last

that he is a brother of Walter Scott, and that " bis buc to God !" reminding the passenger that he is a steward,

Call’d up from Earth to Heaven,

tismal name is Thomas.” This Gentleman is paymeka and accountable for the appropriation of his property ; The gulph of death triumphant passed, that he derives his property froin the bounty and favour

of a British regiment sometimes stationed at Kingston of God. When any one gives them money, they pro

By gales of blessing driven.

and sometimes in other parts of Canada. The trase nounce a blessing on him; as “ May God increase your

His joys be mine! each reader cries,

atlantic confessions, mentioned by the British Quarci good," &c. The province of Haha abounds in lepers ; When my last hour arrives : and it is said that the Arganic oil, which is much used

Review, in an article on Old Mortality, and other Tals in food throughout this picturesque province, promotes

They shall be yours, my verse replies,

of My Landlord, referred to the supposed admission de this loathsome disease. Jackson's Alorocco.

Such only be your lives.

some of Mr. Thomas Scott's family, that he was the

mighty magician, so long sought for in vain. If that

York, 12th December, 1818.

THE WANT OF A PENNY. article, and it was so asserted, were written by Sir Walter “With respect to those new publications, Rob Roy Scott himself, there can be little doubt of the truth of &c. I have no hesitation in saying I believe them to be

(From a French journal.) the supposition, respecting his brother.

the production of the Scotts. I say the Scotts, because The following extracts of letters from a very respect- Mr. Thomas Scott (who wrote the principal part of them) to conceive the vexations to which one may be exposed

For want of a penny in one's pocket, it is impossible able gentleman in Canada, to his friend in the United was often assisted by Mrs. Scott, and the works were in all places, but certainly no where more than in PaStates, have recently been put into our hands. They generally revised by his brother Walter, before going to ris. Nothing can plead more forcibly in favour of ecoare evidently written with carelessness, but may serve press. The Antiquary I can answer for particularly, be- pomy than the following narrative, which we extract to throw some light upon this subject of curiosity. We cause Mr. Thomas Scott told me himself that he wrote it, visit Paris.

from a French journal, for the benefit of those who can assure out readers, there is no doubt of the genuine- a very few days after it appeared in this country. Any “ Anxious to find the minister, from whom I was Dess of the extracts.

person who had the least intimacy with the Paymaster about to solicit a favour for my best friend, I left home We have published these paragraphs, just as we re- would at once recognize him as the author of those ce. Pont-des-Arts*, however, soon reminded me of my

in a hurry, and forgot my purse. The keeper of the ceived them, for the satisfaction of our friends, and the lebrated works. The same native humour, the same cast neglect; and, as mere civillty is not accounted good ser question is, can the relation contained in them be accurate of expression, and that intimate acquaintance with the payment chere, more than elsewhere, I turned back,

To deny this, involves the difficulty of supposing that Scottish manners and Scottish annals, which are in almost in order to pass over the Pont-neuf. One of those mne or two gentlemen have intended to deceive mankind every page of those works, could be traced in his own posed to brush the dust off my boots for a penny. I

ar:ists who take their station on the boot-path, proby a false account. The confession of Mr. Thomas conversation, by any person of the least observation.-passed on, and pretended not to hear him. On reach22 Scott, that he wrote the Antiquary, and the assertion of Besides this, I have often heard Mrs. Scott dascribe the ing his Excellency's house, I learnt that he bad set out

he writer, that he saw the work in manuscript in this very originals from whom the principal characters are for his country seat about five minutes before, namely, country, at once establish the author of Waverley, for drawn. The Antiquary himself was an intimate ac- friend was anxiously waiting his appointment! Vexed

just wbile I was going round by the Pont-Neuf. My the Antiquary on the face of its title page was written quaintance of the Paymaster ; his name I have now for- by this unlucky accident, I mechanically sought for by the author of Waverley.

gotten, but he lived in Dumfries : and that finely-drawn something to divert my spirits. I drew out my snuffIf such should be the condusion of any one, perhaps character, Dominie Sampson, was an old college ac- box; but, to my mortification, it was empty, and I

am not in the habit of running in debt at the tobacse it may be reasonable to suppose Mr. Thomas Scott the quaintance. Flora M'Ivor's character was written en conist's.

atbor of Waverley, Guy Mannering, the Antiquary, tirely by Mrs. Scott herself. I have seen several of the “ I walked slowly on, and a miserable picture soon .:: Ivanhoe, &c. while Sir Walter Scott may have amused manuscripts in Mr. Scott's possession, of his other works; attracted my notice. A wretched family, stretched on the world with writing the Tales of My Landlord. but I do not recollect seeing any of the novels in ma- he street, in a state of starvation, implored me to give

them a single penny. Alas! I was even poorer than * With the school and my studies, my time is so taken it his own hand-writing. I had not heard that these degree of darkness. I was about to enquire tbe caise,

nuscript except the Antiquary. I am pretty certain that they. Raising my eyes to heaven, I discovered a slight up that you must excuse the shortness of this letter: Besides those occupations, I am engaged every evening at works were imputed to any other person until you meno

when a little boy begged me to look at the eclipse

through his smoked glass for a penny. In spite of my tioned it." Mt. Scott's, in superintending the education of the two

curiosity I walked on, and postponed for twenty-seven young ladies. Never was there a more amiable family.

years, the pleasure wbich I might have enjoyed at the

present moment. Mrs. Scott is a woman of the first accomplishments: I The Philanthropist.

“ Plunged in melancholy reflections, my attention do not mean those trifling, superficial accomplishments,

was soon attracted by a man running, out of breath, acquired at the generality of boarding schools, but those

and roaring Voila la liste! I recollected that I had solid literary acquirements of which few women can


ventured to purchase a ticket in the lottery; but un

luckily I could not, at that moment, conveniently as. boast the possession. It is said (and from what I can

certain whether or not, Fortune had ceased to per. observe I think with truth) that she wrote a great part That practical Christian, Mrs. Fry, of London, to secute me. I continued to walk on, but was soon of Guy Mannering. To her and her husband, we are whom humanity is so much indebted for her works of stopped by a real Carbonaro, who was sweeping the without doubt indebted for Waverley also. He has read benevolence, visited Liverpool during the past week, unable to full the record condition, I was resolved có

streets; passez, payer, he exclaimed. Being totally to me several of his poetical productions, little inferior, and renewed her attentions to the unfortunate prisoners evade the first ; and I escaped with a hearty splashing. in my opinion, to his brother's . You may suppose I am in our jails . On Sunday she attended, as usual, the publication of the new ordinance

relative to sub-prequite delighted as well as improved by such society. meeting-house of her fellow-christians, the Society of fects, in which one of my old college-companions was en og Manners improved and polished in the first circles of Friends. Her intention of being there had been ru- deeply interested. I was alf anxiety to learn the par.

Britain, and a personal acquaintance with almost every moured throughout the town on the preceding day, and ticulars; but what was my mortification when the felpoet and literary character of modern date, must make we are gratified in stating, as a fact highly honourable Stentorian lungs, that its price was only one penny. their xoquaintance universally sought after. But their both to the fair philanthropist and to our enlightened Vexed beyond all endurance at these successive disap

bociety is quite circumscribed, for reasons well known to townsmen, that the crowded congregation which as- pointments, I entered a church, where I hoped to the qu' any one, who had any acquaintance with the Kingston sembled to hear her, comprised many of the most joy a little rest, while, at the sanie time 1 fulfilled 5?? gentry. The daughters are just following the steps of respectable and opulent families of Liverpool, of all pious duty; but I had not been there more than five their mother, and have not their equal in this place or religious denominations

. In the afternoon she proceeded lection tor the benefit of the poor. I immediately left ;- in any other part of Canada, I think, for literary acquire to Warrington. We would willingly say a few words the church. The museum was at hand: I proceeded ments."

on her ministry, her eloquence, and her remarkable voice, thither; but was informed it was necessary to leave “ York, 10th July, 1817. which, in the less impassioned parts of her preaching, that when determined to postpone my pleasure till to

my stick at the door. It may naturally be supposed “ Have you read Scott's last work, The Antiquary ? exceeds in sweetness any thing we ever heard ; and we morrow, my passion for the fine arts easily accomI have the happiness of being intimately acquainted with would notice, too, the impressive exertions of Mrs. Wat. modated itself to the ill fortune I had experienced the author, and his amiablefamily, and it is to me of course son, of Waterford; but as we do not, in the Kaleido. throughout the day.. Three ladies of my acquaintance doubly interesting. It is inferior, however, I think, to scope, enter into particulars of this kind respecting any alighting, when immediately four flower women thrust

arrived at the door in a coach. I ran to assist them in Waverley and Guy Mannering, but in some of its scenes, religious persons or communities, we must content our their baskets under my nose, and begged of me to buy far before any work of the kind that I have ever read. selves with adding, to the respect manifested by our the ladies a boquet, for only one penny. Like a skilful The funeral at the fisherman's hut, for instance, nothing townsmen towards Mrs. Fry, this record of our unfeigned general, I turned the position, and accompanied my

three friends as far as the vestibule, whence I returned can surpass Many of its characters are drawn from esteem for one who so truly does

only to fall a prey to the persecutions of the officious real life, and with the original of the Antiquary, Mr.

“ Honour to God and good to man."

fellow who had opened the coach door and let down Scott was intimately acquainted. I think it is the last

the steps. However, I soon got rid of him, by replywork of the kind we shall have from him. He is now

ing, with the air of a Cræsus, that I had no change,

Negro Asylum.--A society has been formed in the and the by-standers little suspected the full truth of the only the “ ruins of a noble frame," the wreck of what republic of Hayti, for the purpose of aiding the free assertion. he was. He used to talk of beginning a work, the scenes people of colour in the United States, in removing to, "I now hastened home; and, taking the necessary of which were prineipally to be laid in this country. No and settling in that island. This society is sanctioned sum, flew to the saving-bor (equivalent to our excellent one could better succeed. I am going to Niagara soon, for the purpose, and to correspond with the American will secure to me a revenue of five centines per day,

by the President, and proposes to raise a subscription saving banks) where I deposited the little capital which where he is now stationed with the regiment. I will colonization, and with any other societies, religious or being, by sad experience, too well convinced of the find out whether there is any probability of its being benevolent, which are disposed to aid the object, and inconveniences that may arise from the want of a finished. provide an asylum for these distressed individuals,


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Scientific Records,

An historical account of fruits has been lately pub-
lished, in which the author says, “ Plums of all kinds

SPIDER TAMED. [Comprehending Notices of new Discoveries or Improve are considered more agreeable than wholesome, but

ments in Science or Art; including, occasionally, sin like the pear, they lose their bad qualities by baking." gular Medical Cases; Astronomical, Mechanical, Plums in general are moistening, laxative, and emol.

The Abbé d'Olivet, author of the Life of Pelsson,

inserts the following passage: ralogical Phenomena, or singular Facts in Natural They are cooling,

quench thirst, and create appetite, and the light of day only penetrated through a mere si, Philosophical, Botanical, Meteorological, and Mine- lient, except the bullaces and sloes, which are astringent.

“ Confined at that time in a solitary place, and where History ; Vegetation, &c.; Antiquities, &c. &c.; to therefore agree best with hot constitutions, but they do having no other servant than a stupid and

dul cewa

, be continued in a Series through the Volume.)

years that plums are very plentiful, and consequently a basque, who was continually playing on the baş. much eaten, fluxes generally abound'; hence it appears pipes, Pleisson studied by what means to secure biz

. that they ought always to be eaten very moderately, and self against an enemy, which a good conscience alate

then they should be quite ripe and sound. He states cannot always repel; I mean the attacks of unemployed M. Frederick Adelung, counsellor of state to the the green gage to be not only the most agreeable, but imagination, which, when it once exceeds proper ! pages, “ A View of all known Languages and their (says Philips) was called the Reine Claude, from having ceiving a spider spinning her web at the spiracle

mes Emperor of Russia, has lately published in 153 the most wholesome of all the plums." This plum mits, becomes the most cruel torture of a reciuret Dialects.” In this View we find in all, 987 Asiatic, Francis

1. of that

country, but it now bears various tioned above, he undertook to tame ber, and to ele languages and dialects enumerated and classed : a damus verd; at Tours it is named abricot verd;

at The spider, by degrees accustomed berself to leta 587 European, 276 African, and 1,264 American names in different parts of France. It is often called sbis; be placed some flies on the edge of the openia total of 3,114. This remarkable publication, is Rouen, where it grows abundantly, they call it la verte guish the sound of that instrument, and to run tha only the introduction to a Bibliotheca Glottica, on bonde

. This plum received the name of Green Gage her hole to seize her prey; thus, by means of ama which this indefatigable philosopher has been long from the following accident: the Gage family in the calling her out with the same tune, and placing te employed.-See Journal of Science, xix. p. 201.

treuse at Paris, a collection of fruit trees. When these lies nearer and nearer his own seat, after sveta
trees arrived
at Hergrove Hall, the
tickets were safely months exercise, he succeeded

in training the epider so affixed to all of them, excepting the Reine Claude, well, that she would start at the first signal

, to size a Professor Barlow, of the Royal Military Academy, bed off in the package. The gardener therefore, being which was either omitted to be put on, or was rub- fly at the farthest end of the room, and even on the

knees of the prisoner." at Woolwich, lately visited Portsmouth for the pur- ignorant of the name, called it, when it first bore fruit, tile, retained his senses, contrary to expectatice, by

It bas been stated that a prisoner confined in tbe bar pose of inquiring into the state of the compasses the Green Gage. iu store in the Dock-yard at this port, and to deter

playing daily so many games at push-pin, be havine


uuknown to his keepers, secreted a batialion or two of mine the dip of the magnetic needle. He performed

these hostile implements. The device of Pelisice is a number of experiments with a beautiful dipping

more interesting to us, as we learn from it, tbat the needle, by Jones, and from the mean of these he

J. Young, residing at Kirk Yetholm, Roxburgshire, spider, though amongst the most quarrelsome of found the dip to be 70° 21'. The Conway, Capt. late of the 4th battalion of royal artillery, aged 36, be sects, yet is capable of being rendered familiar by the B. Hall, is furnished with every requisite to ascertain came ill in Spain, June 12, 1812, and was dismissed the reason and perseverance of man. the correctness of Mr. Barlow's plan in the Southern service by the medical board in 1814, for epilepsy; since

F.SG.-21. Hemisphere.- Plymouth Chronicle.

which period he has continued in a very emaciated and
imperfect state of health. A short time ago, in conse-
quence of some medicine taken for the purpose, under

the direction of Mr. Cook, surgeon, he passed a tape-

worm entire, 50 feet 2 inches in length, which was St. Petersburgh, 15th September.-A meteoric stone, washed and measured in the presence of a number of amusing and interesting work, it is at your serake

SIR,_If the following be worth a corner le per weighing 40lbs. fell from the air during a violent thunpeople. It is preserved.

Yours, &c. der storm, at six o'clock in the evening, on the 12th of July, in the village of Listen, in the circle of Dunaburg, and the Government of Witebsk. It penetrated a foot

The Cæsarean Operation was lately, performed at The following whimsical circumstance occured or and a half into the ground, whence it was dug up by the Perth, by Dr, Henderson, in presence of six of his pre- the funeral of a comedian, in the north of England: peasants, and has been chemically analyzed by Dr. and in a reduced habit of body, survived the operation the last duties to their deceased companion, agreed in

His brothers of the sock and buskin, willing to pa? sioned one of its members to examine it, who found the only about twenty-four hours. The child a fine girl, is tollow the body to the grave; but, as they were bo specific gravity of the stone to be 3-718. In the air it about the twenty-fourth time this operation has been the town's people: among the rest, the chief mourette

We understand that this is all possessed of mourning, some

of them borrowed at weighed 6 oz.

5 dr. 50 gr. and lost in water, of the tem- performed in Great Britain, and that only one or two obtained a black coat of a shoemaker : but, as the point perature of 13° 4' Reaumur, 1 oz. 6 dr. 18 gr, in weight; have survived it. Of the twenty-four children, only 11 cession passed honest crispin's house, a large dog consequently the cubic content of this aerolite was 3-4 have been brought into the world alive. English cubic inches, if a cubic inch of water is taken at

tracted, no doubt, by the well-known scent of a 253 gt: Notwithstanding the small size, and the few

master's coat) absolutely seized the poor player by the pores that could be perceived, its weight in the water, One of the monthly publications speaks in the foi-skirt, and would not suffer him to proceed an a after it had been well dried, had increased 68 gr. A lowing terms of an ingenious fire-alarum, invented by farther. The funeral was obliged to move on i magnetic needle was pretty quicky attracted,

as well in a Mr. J. G. Colbert :- This instrument is portable, of out him; and the solemnity of so tragical an erect an horizontal as in a vertical direction, by all points of the size and general appearance of a timepiece, except was instantly changed into comedy: even the clerija its sarface, but it did not at all attract iron filings. that the dial-plate exhibits a semicircle

marked with the man forgot his gravity, and the whole cavalcade be

degrees from 1 to 180. When the index is placed at half came" merry mourners:" • There appears to be some omission here; probably a

or a whole degree, or more, above the heat of the atpiece of stone of the weight here specified

may have been mosphere at the time, any increase of temperature beknocked off, and sent to St. Petersburg for examination. yond the degree indicated, sets the alaruin in motion,

TO THE EDITOR. and thus gives notice of the approaching danger. Hence it is obvious, that the principle of the thermometer has been applied to this instrument, which may be placed SIR,–If you think the following anecdote wortby of

in any situation, and is sold at prices varying from five insertion In' the Kaleidoscope, it is much at your berIt has been asserted by experienced agriculturists, to thirty guineas according to the plainness or elegance vice, that there has been but one harvest equal in all respects of the execution.

Yours, truly, to the present since 1787, namely, that of 1805 or 1806. Such a harvest generally happens after a rigidly cold Grand Map. On the summit of the mountain of winter; because the temperature of the ground does Menilla-horne, in the department of the Meuse, there rent manner from the princes of the present age.

Henry 4th, of France, was educated in a very dife cora checked in its growth by the late frosts, as in mild appointed to draw up a grand

map of France. At night red among the mountains: his

father would not suffer winters.

fires are kindled, which correspond with other points, him to be clothed different from other children of the

and serve for the trigonometrical measurement. country, and accustomed him to climb the rugged A plough has been invented for tilling rough land,

rocks, nourished him with brown bread, beef, cheese called the rid-plough. It is so constructed that it prevents the plough from getting choked up before and be thought to be impregnated with particles of gold. By and feet bared, even

in the severest seasons. Hears A new mineral earth has been lately found in Corsica, and ale, and often made him walk out with his head grasses or weeds, fresh sea-ware

, straw-yard dung, or services; and it is found to vie in colour and lustre with co go into the army at an age that few other princes even rough stubble in wet weather, and will go as clear the finest vermillion. The name of Corsicarum has quit the nursery. Before he was sixteen he was about through a field of full-grown grain as on a smooth lea, been given to it; it has the property of not discolouring Battle

of the Hugonots, when

he betrayed the promotion and nothing will stop it save stocks and stones.--Ayr white stuffs,

which is not always the case with gold the impatience to be in the midst of the action, and to be Advertiser most purified and refined.

nalize himself; but he was only permitted to be a spesi



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