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Lichtenstein corrected in regard to Vanderkemp.
laus, who was assassinated in Holland, questions my veracity, and sneers at my savs, that when the Rump Parliament in, authorities, though I think any reaEngland heard of his deatli," they became sonable man would have been satisfied 50 much enraged, that they resolved to with them, I shall beg to substantiate all sacrifice the life of a certain royalist of I have advanced on this subject by note, Sir Lewis Dyves, then in their citing two authorities with which I bare custody; and they certainly had done it, been recently favoured. Being in comhad he not made a timely escape." pany with a gentleman lately returned (Athen. Oxon. vol. ii. p. 339.) Accord. from his travels in Africa* a few months ing to Clement Walker, it was Sir Arthur since, it was natural for me to wish to Hazlerig wbo moved that six gentlemen bave bis information on this very subof the best quality in England miglit be jcct. And here follows a quotation put to death, as a revenge for Dorislaus, from his letter now before me:and to deter men from the like attempts “ I do not recollect how old Dr. V. bereafter. (Hist. Iudependency, p. 173.) was when he died; but from the age of Dec. 5, 1814.
"A. Z. bis eldest boy I should suppose they
were inarried six or seven years, and I PROFESSOR LICHTENSTEIN CORRECTED in never heard that they lived unhappily. REGARD TO DR. VANDERKEMP.
Dr. V. never married a Hottentot : she To the Editor of the New Monthly Maguzine, was a slave, and was brought up in a SIR,
pious family in Cape Town that I knew WHETHER VERITAS, LAMBBA, and very well. ller age is not an uncommon J. R. be one and the same person, in a age to be married at in that climate. continued attack on Dr. Vanderkemp's For if a girl passes her twentieth year character is immaterial,-my object in unmarried, whether her colour be white troubling you once more, and I hope or brown, she is, as we say, “ put upon finally, is to state the truth, as far as I the shell," or in the list of old maids. know it.
He never, that I heard, was parted from Veritas states, that Vanderkemp's her ; but she came to Cape Town with memoirs “ were written by himself;" him, and attended night and day during whereas the title-page of that pamphlet his last illness : and he left all lis proassures me that it was compiled after perty to her, and her two children by his death, and by order of the Directors him." What can I now think of the itof the Missionary Society. And if he sinuations of Veritus, though he does rewill “ wade through the immensity of fer to his “ admired traveller !” Admis matter" contained in page 1, of that rabile dictu ! shilling performance, he may ascertain My other testimony in favour of Vanthe time of the doctor's birth, and in derkemp is from a printed letter from page 33, the period of his death. Veri Mr. Road, (Dr. Vi's fellow missionary, tus quotes Lichtenstein as saying that to his excellency Sir John Cradock, the “Vanderkemp married at the age of governor of the Cape. serenty-eight a Hottentot girl of thir- “ Your excellency will undoubtedly teen." What will the impartial reader be acquainted with the death of our say of the veracity of these redoubtable highly esteemed friend and brother, the champions when I state, that Vander- Rev. Dr. Vanderkemp, whose loss to us, kemp was born in 1748 and died in 1811; and to the poor Hottentots, we consider consequently he was only sixty-three, or irreparable. He had for these 11 years not sixty-four, when he died. And yet past the chief direction of the settlement this “ amiable traveller” marries him at at Bethelsdorp, an institution under the 78!
peculiar protection of his excellency The same veritable traveller might also General Dundas. His attachment ta diminish the age of the girl, (or woman the poor Hottentots, the sacrifices he rather, as she would be deemed in that made for their welfare, and the zeal with country;) for, if I am rightly informed, which he espoused their cause, is unishe was older, but how much, exactly, I versally known, and bis inemory will be cannot say. And, if I dare presume held in veneration for ages to come by once more to correct this amiable tra- that nation,"? &c. &c. veller, I should tell him he was erroneous I ask, whether Mr. Read would have in calling her a Hottentot. At what
His name and residence, though famiage Dr. V. married this girl I am unable liar to the public, shall be given, if Veritas to state; but, reasoning from circum- should demand it. stances, I suppose he could not be more
t The Transactions of the Missionary Sothan 57 or 58. Yet, Sir, as Veritas ciety, No. 25, p. 80-36.
519 dared to speak so highly of Dr. Van- derable a number of faults, and glowing derkemp to Sir John Cradock, if he had with so many excellencies. The Tragedy not been a mosi eremplary man? Let of Suliemun, which forms part of the Lichtenstein and his admirers think as 5th number of the Rejected Theatre, they please, one may defy them to pro- cannot fail to excite the interest of every duce a man through all Africa who will reader who peruses it with attention; have the effrontery to calumniate such and I hope the following observations men as VANDERKEMP!
and extracts will serve to shew that my However, I am willing to concede, if praise is not unfounded. To declare Veritas will accept the concession, that that it has no faults would savour too Dr. Vi's marriage was an act of impru- much of enthusiasm or partiality, and dence. But shall a blot in his . es. candour obliges me to say, that there cutcheon, a speck in his character, a are several which darken and eclipse its proof of his inperfection, stamp the mis- merits. The first scene is far from presionary cause with infamy? Who thinks judicing the unconcerned reader in its of vilifying the House of Commons be- favour; before we turn over the first cause one of its members may be con- leaf we find a direct imitation of our imcerned in a hoax on the public? Until a mortal bard, and the pettish reader is cause can be fairly identified with its apt to close the book with disyust, and agents, no logical inference can be made exclaim with the poetout against it.
“ I hate e'en Shakespeare thus at second I am not afraid to inform your cor- hand.” respondent, that other African mis- Every one will discover the closeness of sionaries have married native women, the resemblance. and live happily with them; and I cer- It was a very awful night. In troth,' tainly think it tends to promote the Within the compass of my memory, cause of Christianity, when men, who I scarcelyfind its match : the heavens shook devote their whole lives to its propaga. As if they would have fallen on the earth; tion among Ileathen nations, can do it The cock crew the first watch an hour too from principle; for there are no casts
soon ; in the religion of Christ, in which, to
A ball of fire spent its destructive rage employ St. Paul's language, “ There is
Upon the royal mosque, struck from its neither Greek vor Jew, Barbarian, nor
poise The lofty minaret to shattered ruins, &c.
Th Scythian, bond nor free, but Christ is all in all."
SULIEMAN, As for the attempts of Ve The night has been unruly : as we lay ritas at wit and scurrility, I will only say Our chimneys were blown down ; and, as with the poet
they say, " A moral, sensible, and well-bred man Lamentings heard i' th'air, strange screams Will not affront me, and no other can,"
of death, I remain yours, &c. &c. Vindex.* And prophesying, with accents terrible,
Of dire combustion and confused events, For the Nea Monthly Mugazine.'
New hatch'd to th' woful times; REMARKS on the TRAGEDY of SULIEMAN.
The obscure bird clamoured the live-long
night; What our contempts do often hurl from us
Some say the earth did quake. We wish it ours again,
This comparison will be sufficient; THE Editor of the Rejected Theatre though the former extract is not a com could not have chosen a more appro- plete imitation of the latter, yet the repriate motto for the title page of his maining part may be found to resemble work than the preceding, nor in the in-' the description of the storm in Act II. stance before nis, a more true one ; for of Julius Cæsar. The frequent repetithe manager of the theatre must, ere tion of the expression, Thy bigliness, is cbis, have regretted his rashness in re inelegant, if not improper, for Sulieman fusing a play burthened with so inconsi- continually makes use of the plural our, Though we have inserted a communica.
when speaking of himself, and Osmyn tion on the same subject from this correspon- and others frequenti
and others frequently address him by the dent, in a preceding sheet, we have thought singular one of thy highness. it right to introduce the above into the pre- In Act 1. p. 15, is another glaring sent number, in hopes that it will close a imitation of Barbarossa. controversy, the farther prosecution of which T hus much for the faults of this highly would, we fear, answer no good purpose. respectable production, and they are
EDITOR. easy to be amended. The morose critic 520
Farther Purticulars of Miss Whately. [Jan. I, might, perhaps, hy strict search, disco. tor. Osmyn's exclamation “Rot there!" ver many of more weight than those I though it may be after the manner of have mentioned. Happy am I to say the old dramatists, is yet inelegant; not that its beauties would require much so Suliernan's dyiny speech, more room in your pages than you “ I have yet breath enough to curse thes, would be disposed to allow, if I were to slave! point out all that are striking and origin May Alla's hottest vengeance light on thee nal. The characters are distinct and And Palma! May curses followall – Deathwell drawn; that of Solicman allords For a moment I would struggle with thee." adınirable scope for the actor's abilities;
d. I shall now leave this tragedy, with Paulina is original; and Osuyn raises
further impressions in its favour; and, our interest and good nislies. Some
me though I am unauthorized to judge, vet plays possess the greatest share of cllect dare take the liberty of recommending on the stage; others in the closet: this it to the perusal of your readers, with is of the former class. The incidents ;
ancarly an assurance of their approval. are numerous and striking; and, had ".
If such pieces as this had been produced Sulieman been performed, it would, I on
"I on the stage, the dramatic genius of doubt not, have received the applause
England would not bave fallen into dewhich it deserves.--A few extracts of te of served contempt.
R. PORTER. the most striking beauties may not be unacceptable to your readers. Is not the
MISS WHATELY. following poetry of the first class?
To the Editor of the New Monthly Magazine, « Methought was again in Spain, at home, sir, And scated on the margin of a brook,
I COULD not avoid feeling some de Bencath the shade of an old moss-clad elm, gree of surprise on reading Dr, Wall's Where I have often pass'd the summer's eve, account of Miss Whately, but which The sun had sunk beneath the western verge account he afterwards corrects in some Of heaven, and but some faint rays still lin- degree by admitting she had an educager'd
tion such as is usually given to the Upon the summits of the highest hills.
daughters of respectable farmers. I shall All nature sought repose ; the feather'd race take up the narrative where the doctor Forsook the bending sprays; the herds sped ends, and inform your correspondent
home ; The distant tinkling of the sheep-bells died; ther, who was not only an attorney of fair,
that she did keep the house of her broAnd the loud voice of rustic mirth gave place but of unimpeachable character; and To pleasing silence: save that the nightin
that she inarried the Rev. J. Darwall, gale, At intervals, attuned her plaintive pipe,
vicar of Walsall, Staffordshire, by whom And the low murmurs of a small cascade,
she had several children. Three of thein In equal cadence, lull’d the list'ning ear," are now living; two at Breewnod, and
Aut 1. Sc. i. one at Walsall. Alter the death of ber The nach hornin anuli Tom husband, which happened about twenty no traitor," in the same act, is excellent,
years since, she retired to Newtown, in and declares that, whilst we possess poets
Wales, and afterwards to Hope Mansel, who can write thus, dramatic genius is
near Ross, Herefordshire, where she renot yet extinct in our country. Osmyn's
sided will within these few years; and is speech to the soldiers, Act. II. Scene 7,
3 now, I believe, living with one of her is of the same class: the thought con- !
? daughters at Breewood, in the full ece Cained in the following lines is on a joyment of her faculties, though at an equality with the rest.
advanced age. As I have had occasional For is it not a truth that, in these times,
opportunities of seeing and conversing Who gains advancement at his hand, but
his hand but with Mrs. D. I can assure your corre Aoats
spondent, that a more delighitul compaA little while in Honour's atmosphere ; nion is rarely to be met with. With a And, like an air-blown bubble in the sun, mind highly cultivated, and the most Reflects his gaudy hues, then bursts anon, engaging manners, she is the deliglıt of And disappears for ever?
all who have the pleasure of her society. Vain is the task to attempt to point The poems, which the doctor mentions, out all its beauties within the compass were published, and I beliere some of of my paper, or even to do it justice. thein are to be found in the * Elegant The plot increases in interest to the last Extracts," and, as le observes, are * 004 act; and the defeat and despair of Sulie- unwortliy the best of our poets." inan could not fail to impress a favour
I am, &c. able sensation on the wind of the audi- Paddington, Dec. 9, 1814.
Anstruther Musomanik Society.
ANNIVERSARY of the ANSTRUTHER LITE- of brain, by the favour of which they are
RARY SOCIETY denominated MUSO- enabled to send out productions so rapid
and so voluminous as to put even Homer, To the Editor of the New Monthly Magazine. Virgil, and Milton, to shame and confuSIR,
sion of face. Much mirth was excited. con AN account of the anniversary of the by a Parnassus of paste, which stood in
MUSOMANIK, held on the 30th of Sep- the centre of the table; it was twin-topt, 7. tember last, having been given to the and had on each summit a small sprig of 5 public in an imperfect state, I am in- laurel; on its side appeared a Poet ofte
duced to submit to you a corr-ct de- paste, apparently in the act of clamberscription of the entertaininent, with ing; his hand was stretched out towards many of the songs written for the occa- the laurel sprigs, and from his mouth sion, and sung by the brethren. The issued a parchment scroll, with the insertion of it in your miscellany will motto of the society's seal therein writo gratify them, and, as I trust, amuse your ten, “ l'os, O Lauri, carpum!" On this readers. I am, &c. A MEMBER. bill of pastry the brethren cracked first Anstruther, Nov. 11, 1814.
their jokes, then their teeth, all the MUSOMANIK.
while secretly wishing that the prototype
hill might prove as nutritive and subL ego mira poemata pango
stantial in its benefit. Occupet extremum scabies.-Hor.
The cloth being removed, a sacrifice of
nine copies of their “ Pastimes" # was 2: On the 30th day of September last, straightway offered up, on a tio censer,
he first anniversary of the institution of to Apollo, erery bard applying a lighted
he Musomanik Club of Anstruther, was candle to the offering, and singing, durFelebrated, there, in the Hall of Apollo, ing the time of combustion, a song for
with all the pomp and festivity becoming the nonce, to the tune of “ Fare thce
he worsbippers of that enlivening deity. well, thou first and fairest !” The Lards - It four o'clock the brethren (whose then took to their cups, and, after drink
umber is precisely that of the nine ing “ The King," the following invocaTuses,) being attended by many ho- tion was sung by one of them :-orary members, passed into their ball,
TUNE" Hey, Tullie Tatlie." hich, from its tasteful decorations of liage and other ornaments, struck
Unextinguish'd spark of sky, Yery cye with admiration. The walls
Spirit that can never die! the chamber were hung round with
Of thy chi dren hear the cry, ctures of all the celebrated ancient
Sacred Poesy! id modern poets, under whose names
O'er this scene do thou preside, ere written short extracts from their
Joy and Pleasure at thy side ! orks, in English, French, Italian, Ger
From thy servants-hallow'd guide! an, Latin, and even in Greek. Every
Never, never, fly! air was entwined with laurels, inyr Should Misfortune sullen lour, 's, and nettles; the mixture of the leaf On our short terrestial hour, the latter, though rather unclassical,
Still thy silent secret power 5 singularly appropriate and happy,
Sweeps the fiend away. it denoted the sharp and prickly pa What is life without thy light? re of that satire with which the asso Cheerless gloom and sulleni night! iled rhymesters are determined to Fancy never takes her fight, ng their calumniators. The dinner
Never dreams of day. 15 choice and elegant, doing great Then thy wand, Enchantress, wave; nour, both in the selection and pre Give, O give, the boon we crave ration of its riisbes, to the genius of May we live beyond the grave : provisor. Every dish was symboli
Dear to memory. , and had its imuendo, deuoting either Unextinguish'd spark of sky,
pride, or the tanity, or the irri Spirit that can never die, ity, or the pozerty of poets. Di. Hear, I hear, thy children's cry tly before the Laureat, whose head
Sacred Poesy. - Overcanopied by an umbrella of
After this invocation, the recorder rea >, lay the immense roe of a cod-fish, ch was meant to be a type and Vide the Transactions of the Society, -e, not only of the great and alarm lately published under the title “Poelical multitude of modern bards, but also Pastimes, or Gambols round the base of at wonderful richness and fecundity Parnassus." W MONTILY MAG.No. 12.
(Jan. 1, cited an humorous invocation to Fun, We've paiddel't in Castalia's burn; which, from its length, cannot be here We've drank the true sublime; inserted. He then gave the following And we hae borne the critic's scorn toast :
A' for the love o' rhyme. Rhyme and Reason.
It's for, &c. After which, he delighted the com- But there's a hand, my trusty feire, pany with the following song :-
An' gie's a hand o' thine; Is there wha lightlies poetry,
We'll crack the crowns o' critic lowns, An'rudely dare misca' that?
A' for the love o' rhyme.
It's for, &c.
Auld Anster town stands high in fame;
Her sons are poets prime;
And we shall spread our fame abread
It's for, &c.
Robert Burns," On Nature's book the bard maun look, was drunk in solemn silence. After this If he wou'd hope to draw that ;
The bright-burning candles of British
The kingdom of Fife, and may she long Should critic wight, wi' bitter bite,
retain her supremacy for fun, frolic, and Attack our verse an' gnaw that;
hospitality. Apollo's sons, the chosen ones,
It would be tedious to quote all the We'll never mind a flaw that ;
toasts and songs of this happy and social . For a' that an'a that,
evening; it may be suficient to say, His gibes and jeers an'a that; that never, in any society instituted for We'll gie the chiel, satiric pill, the purpose of mutual entertainment,
That he may sit an' chaw that! has been witnessed so much innocent Then let us pray that come it may,
and good-humoured bilarity. As come it shall for a' that,
We shall conclude with the followin! That wit and rhyme, in every clime, original song, to a favourite Scots air, May bear the gree for a' that;
sung by the laureat; observing, howevei, For a' that an' a' that,
that no part, except the chorus, was sunk, It's comin' yet for a' that;
Blythe, blythe, an' merry are we, The following toasts were successively
Blythe are we, ane an'a'; given :
Aften hae we canty been,
But sic a night we never saw! May Fun extend every where his Empire, till every Face grin, and every Throat labour
The gloamin' saw us a' sit down, with laughter.
An' mickle mirth has been our fa'; May our great l'atron, Dan Apollo,
But ca' the tither toast arrown' Ne'er find our brains so boss and hollow,
'Till chanticleer begins to craw. If he should knock,butRhyme may follow.
Blythe, &c. May the Shield of good Humour throw The Auld Kirk has clinkit twall; back on our Assailants the Arrows of saucy Wha caies tho' she had chappit twa? and presumptive Criticism.
We're light o'heart, an' winna part, This last toast was succeeded by the Tho' lime an' tide should rin awa. following song:
But never spier how wears the morn; TUNE-" Auld lang syne." . The moon's still blinkin' in the sky; Should Auld Apollo be forgot,
And if, like her, we fill our horn, And Pindus' hill sublime ?
I dinna doubt we'll drink it dry! Should Auld Apollo be forgot,
Then hill we up a social cup,
It's for the love o' rhyme, . Just sit awhile, the sun may smile,
And light us a' across the lawn.