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threw himself between his two opponents, and, without edness of the Christian.

To these is added an Appens further ceremony, quickly dispatched the petits pâtés him- dix, containing some theological tracts on various subself, and then returned to his owner with the empty jects, found among Dr Campbell's papers. basket."--P. 472.

Dr Campbell, like his colleague, Dr Davidson, who THE PLAYER'S WIG.

died a very short time before him, was a theologian and “ Mr C. Hughes, a son of Thespis, had a wig which a preacher of a somewhat antiquated, but highly respectgenerally hung on a peg in one of his rooms. He one able school. His life was pious, unostentatious, and seday lent the said article to a brother player, and some rene,-passed in virtue and benevolence ; his death was time after called on him. Mr Hughes had his dog with peaceful and affecting. From a note furnished by his him, and the other happened to have the borrowed wig friend Dr Lorimer, the excellent and able editor of these on his head. The actor staid a little while with his Sermons, we obtain the following simple particulars. friend, but, when he left him, the dog remained behind. Dr Campbell “ was born May 24, 1758, at Glasgow, For some time he stood looking the player full in the face, and educated at the University of that city ; licensed to then, making a sudden spring, leaped on his shoulders, preach the Gospel, August 1781; ordained minister of seized the wig, and ran off with it as fast as he could; Kippen, May 8, 1783; translated to Edinburgh, Octoand, when he reached home, he endeavoured, by jumping, ber 1805; appointed secretary of the Society for propato hang it up in its usual place.

gating Christian Knowledge, January 1806 ; chosen mo“ The same dog was one afternoon passing through a derator of the General Assembly, May 1818; died Aufield in the skirts of Dartmouth, where a washerwoman gust 30, 1828,"—thus having obtained the 70th year of had hung out her linen to dry. He stopped and surveyed his age, after a life of piety and peace. one particular shirt with attention, then seizing it, he Dr Lorimer of Haddington performed the last tribute dragged it away through the dirt to his master, whose to his departed friend, by preaching his funeral sermon property it proved to be."-P. 476.

in the Tolbooth Church, Edinburgh, on the 7th of SepThe appendix is not the least, and the wood-cuts certain tember, 1828, being the Sunday after Dr Campbell's inly not the most, valuable part of this work. We recommend terment. This sermon, which is entitled “ Christ's Doit heartily to all those who take an interest in an animal, minion over Death and the Invisible World,” begins the which, in the words of Lord Byron, “ possesses beauty volume, and has been inserted by particular request. We without vanity-strength without insolence-courage with regret that our limits will not permit us to select a few out ferocity-and all the virtues of man without his vices." passages from it. Dr Lorimer is well known as an able,

eloquent, and indefatigable minister, and his name is

honourably connected with every humane and generous Sermons, by the late Rev. John Campbell, D.D., one of institution in the vicinity of Haddington, pointing him

the Ministers of the Tolbooth Church, Edinburgh ; with out as the enlightened friend of science and education. an Appendix, containing some Minor Theological Pieces. His diligent and faithful editorship of the volume of SerTo which is prefired, the Sermon preached on the occa

mons now before us, entitles him to much praise ; and sion of his Death, by the Rev. Robert Lorimer, | Dr Campbell's friends will ill acquit themselves, and LL.D., one of the ministers of Haddington. Edin- will be considered wanting in respect for the memory of burgh. Waugh and Innes. 8vo. 1829.

their late venerable minister, if these Serinons do not soon

see a second edition. While the volume before us, as being a memorial of a truly good man, and a most zealous minister, will be

MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE. duly appreciated by those connected with the congregation over which Dr Campbell presided, as well as by

THE PAINS AND TOILS OF AUTHORSHIP. his numerous friends in the church, it is at the same time (well worthy of a serious perusal, by all who are

By the Editor of the Inverness Courier, and of the Poetry interested in the elucidation of Christian truth. The

of Milton's Prose. Sermons, as was to be expected, from Dr Campbell's re- INDEPENDENTLY of the labour requisite to supply the putation as a preacher and theologian, are faithful, ear- staple materiel of genius or learning, the craft of authornest, and affectionate discourses on the Gospel; and as ship would seem to be by no means so easy of practice as such, written with all that warmth of feeling and ge- is generally imagined. Almost all our works, whether nuine devotion which characterized their venerable au- of knowledge or of fancy, have been the product of much thor. Though this is a posthumous publication, and con- intellectual exertion and study, or, as it is better expressed tains only two sermons by Dr Campbell which were by the poet, ever before printed, one of which is the tenth, entitled

“ The well-ripened fruits of wise delay." “ The Acclamation of the Redeemed," a truly admi. Pope published nothing until it had been a year or two rable discourse, (preached in London in 1808, before the beside him, and even then his printers' sheets were full London Missionary Society,) Dr Lorimer, neverthe- of alterations; and, on one occasion, Dodsley, his publess, informs us, that, posthumous as they are, they do lisher, thought it better to reprint the whole than attempt not labour under all the disadvantages which usually at- the necessary corrections. Goldsmith considered four tend writings of this description, as the author had, for lines a-day good work, and was seven years in beating some time before his death, intended to publish them, out the pure gold of the Deserted Village. Hume wrote and they were fairly written out for this purpose. The his delightful history on a sofa, (not much of a “task” to volume will recall to the recollection of many the in-him,) but he went on silently correcting every edition structions and the admonitions they were wont to hear till his death. Robertson used to write out his sentences from its venerable author ; while it will edify and on small slips of paper, and, after rounding and polishing strengthen the faith of all in the doctrines of the Gospel. them to his satisfaction, he entered them in a book, which,

The Sermons are eleven in number. 1. The Christ- in its turn, underwent considerable revision. Burke had ian's Confidence. 2. The Christian's preparation for all his principal works printed two or three times at a Duty and Trial. 3. God the Portion of his People. 4. private press before submitting them to his publisher. The Way of obtaining Peace with God. 5. Children Akenside and Gray were indefatigable correctors, labourencouraged to come to Jesus. 6. The Gospel preached ing every line; and so was our more prolix and imagito the Poor. 7. The Faithful Minister's Character and native poet, Thomson. I have compared the first edition Reward. 8. Jesus Christ the First and the Last. 9. of the Seasons with the last corrected one, and am able Christ having the Keys of Hell and of Death. 10. The to state, that there is scarcely a page which does not bear Acclamation of the Redeemed. 11. The future Bless-evidence of his taste and industry. Jobnson thinks they lost much of their raciness under this severe regi- In the quarto edition of Gertrude of Wyoming, when the men, but they were much improved in fancy and deli- poet collected and reprinted his minor pieces, this lofty racy. The episode of Musidora, the “ solemnly-ridicu- sentiment is thus stultified :lous bathing scene," as Campbell justly describes it, was “Shall victor exult in the battle's acclaim, almost entirely re-written, the poet having originally

Or look to you heaven from the death-bed of fame." peopled the "refreshing stream" with three inamoratos. The original passage, however, was wisely restored in the Two of our most ambitious authors, Johnson and Gib- subsequent editions. bon, were the least laborious in arranging their thoughts Allan Cunningham unfortunately corrects but little : for the press. Gibbon sent the first and only manuscript his gay and gorgeous genius requires the curb of pruof his stupendous work to his printer ; and Johnson's dence, excepting, perhaps, in his imitations of the elder high-sounding sentences, which rise and fall like an Æo- lyrics, which are perfect centos of Scottish feeling and lian harp or cathedral organ, were written almost with poesy. I see, by the Edinburgh Literary Journal, that out an effort. Both, however, lived and moved, as it the Ettrick Shepherd is disposed to place the credit of werp, in the world of letters, thinking or caring of little the “ Remains of Nithsdale and Galloway Song " to the else,-one in the heart of busy London, which he dearly genius of Allan ; and he is right. Their publication, as loved, and the other in his silent retreat at Lausanne. “ Remains,” may have been “a fraud," (as Mr Jeffrey Dryden wrote hurriedly, to provide for the day that was terms it,) but so was the Castle of Otranto--80 were the passing over him, and, consequently, had little time for strains of Chatterton—the “ Vision” of Allan Ramsay, correction ; but his Absalom and Achitophel, and the the sentimental prefaces of the Man of Feeling and a beautiful imagery of the Hind and Panther, must have thousand other productions. The origin of the Remains been fostered with parental care. St Pierre copied his was as follows:- When a very young man, Mr CunPaul and Virginia nine times, that he might render it the ningham, by the side of his father's fire in the winter more perfect. Rousseau exhibited the utmost coxcombry evenings, wrote some of the sweetest of his Scottish songs. of affection for his long-cherished productions. The ama- These were shown to Cromek, when in Dumfries, by a tory epistles, in his new Heloise, he wrote on fine gilt- relative of the bard; but they found no favour in the eyes edged card paper, and, having folded, addressed, and sealed of the collector of “relics,”-“Could the young man," them, he opened and read them in his solitary walks in said he, “ but assist me in procuring some of the fragthe woods of fair Clarens, with the mingled enthusiasm ments of ancient song, with which the country abounds, of an author and lover. (Wilkie and his models—the he would be much better employed.” Upon this hint “ timmer mannies," as an Aberdeenshire virtuoso styled | Allan spake. He soon supplied him with abundance of them—are nothing to this.) Sheridan watched long and lyrical antiques, which seemed to be more common in the anxiously for a good thought, and, when it did come, he vale of Nith, than were ever relics of our Lady of Loretto was careful to attire it suitably, and to reward it with a in the dominions of the Pope. The unconscious Cockney glass or two of wine. Burns composed in the open air, adopted the whole as genuine, and, with the help of their -the sunnier the better ; but he laboured hard, and author, manufactured the volume which occasioned some with almost unerring taste and judgment, in correcting surprise and conjecture among the lovers of Scottish song his pieces. His care of them did not cease with publi- and antiquities. This is the head and front of Mr Cuncation. I have seen a copy of the second edition of his ningham's offending; and there are few authors, we susprems with the blanks filled up, and numerous altera- pect, who would object to being placed in the confessiontions madle, in the poet's handwriting : one instance, not al, if they had no heavier sins to acknowledge or to atone the most delicate, but perhaps the most amusing and cha- for. racteristic, will suffice. After describing the gambols of The above are but a few instances of authors' cares his “ Twa Dogs," their historian described their sitting the disjecta membra of literary history. Of many illusdown in coarse and rustic terms. This, of course, did trious men, we have few memorials. Shakspeare was in not sait the poet's Edinburgh patrons, and he altered it all things a “chartered libertine," and could not have to the following :

been a very laborious corrector. His free genius must " Till tired at last and doucer grown,

have disdained the restraints of study, and the unities of Upon a knowe they set them down." Still this did not please his fancy; he tried again, and

time and place, as much as his own beautiful, inimitable

Ariel would have scorned the fetters of this mortal coil. bit it off in the simple, perfect form in which it now stands,

Milton—the “old man eloquent”--the poet of Paradise “Until wi' daffin weary grown,

Lost and Regained—was “ slow to choose,” and seduUpon a knowe they set them down."

lous to write for immortality ; but his great mind, like Lord Byron was a rapid composer, but made abundant the famous pool of Norway, embraced at once the mightiest use of the pruning knife. On returning one of his proof- and the minutest things, and his thoughts disdained to sheets from Italy, he ouce expressed himself undecided appear in an imperfect shape. What was writtenabout a single word, for which he wished to substitute was written"_and was incapable of improvement. Of another, and requested Mr Murray to refer it to the late his gifted contemporary, Jeremy Taylor, few records have Feteran editor of the Quarterly. This at once illustrates survived that great storm, which dashed the vessel of iny argument, and marks the literary condescension of the church and state all in pieces.” When prescribing the noble bard.

Sir Walter Scott has just evinced his rules for the employment of their time in the morning, love of literary labour, by undertaking the revision of the he does not fail to counsel his readers to be “curious to whole Waverley Novels—a goodly freightage of some fifty see the preparation which the sun makes, when he is or sixty volumes! The works of Wordsworth, Southey, coming forth from his chambers of the east ;” and we Coleridge, and Moore, and the occasional variations in know that he was zealous to present“ a rosary or chaplet their different editions, mark their love of re-touching. of good works" to his Maker every evening. Such a man The Laureat is indeed unweariable, after his kind—a would, from taste and genius, be careful of the conceptrue author of the old school. The bright thoughts of tions of his immortal mind : all that was tender, pious, Campbell, which sparkle like polished lances, were manu- and true, would be cherished and adorned, while the baser factured with almost equal care : he is the Pope of mo- alloy of human passions and infirmities would be expelled ciern bards. His corrections are generally decided im- from such consecrated ground. Cowper, the lights and provements ; but in one instance he failed lamentably. shades of whose character have been spread before us alThe noble peroration of Lochiel is familiar to all :-- most as plainly and beautifully as the face of nature, in "Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low,

composition bad only to transfer his thoughts to paper. With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe; And, leaving in battle no blot on his name,

He never forgot the man in the poet : he does not, like Look proudly to haven from the death-bed of fame." Milton's sirens," with voluptuous hope dissolve," but he

more than realizes our expectations, and he bounds them manding stone to secure a hearing, otherwise there are all within the “ charmed ring” of virtue. In his Let- mouths and lungs strong and large enough to convert his ters, as in those of other authors, we may sometimes trace incipient efforts into the chirpings of the Robin during the germ of his finest poetical pictures,—

the passing of a mail coach. The subject is an old and “ As yon grey lines that fret the east

a tough one—nothing less than the “ Plurality question." Are messengers of day."

Doctor Tough is now on his legs, and even the darkness Who does not wish that he had foreseen the splendour of his eye becomes meaning, mixed with threat, humour, of his meridian reputation ?

dying into sarcasm. Arguments, lambent with illustraBut it is time to close these disjointed notes. How- tion, are mixing and mingling like the merry dancers in ever delightful it may be thus to string them together in the tempestuous north. Anon, his eye is brightened and the silence and sunshine of a Highland glen, every nook his brow lighted ;—he has trode upon the dragon, and, and crevice of which is now instinct with life and beauty, with his foot upon his neck, he flourishes aloft his defithey will be read with different feelings in the saloons of ance; and bold is he, and fearless, who dares to accept of the “ city of palaces."

it. Snell, cutting, unsparing, reckless, cruel, he moves like an ancient scythe-armed chariot,—his very tread is

terror-his every advance is death ;—there is a breadth RECOLLECTIONS OF A PARSONAGE.

in his devastation, an extension in the zone of his overTHE GENERAL ASSEMBLY CLERICAL ORATORY.

throw, which occasions a fearful recoil in the ranks of At the west end of the manse, and immediately be opposition. “ Longe fuge !" is the watch word ; " fænum twixt me and the north-east wind, there grew, and there habet in cornu.” The victory is his; and in an hour of still grows, a small clump of firs. In fact, they were reckless impetuosity and ungoverned triumph, he may rather useful than ornamental, as they were all of the order his victims to immediate execution. After a three dull, stupid, leaden Scotch kind, and had been spared hours' infliction, he sits down, having apparently dovewhen their betters fell around them, on the same principle tailed every argument, and hermetically sealed up the that some of us have attained to manhood. The crows, mouth of opposition. however, found them convenient for nest-building. So But it is not so. He has defied armies,—but he is soon as the snowdrop thrust its snowy point through challenged to single combat—not indeed by little David, the softening soil, there they were, morning and evening, but by large Saul ;—not by a commoner in the ranks, hard at work, in spite of wind and weather, croaking, but by the king himself in his armour. fighting, and choaking. In these crows, however, and The voice is, for a time, shrill, tenor, and even peepy ; their yearly labours, my feelings were interested. They but there is a mouth, and a face, and a brow of mighty came careering, on the retiring blasts of winter, black compass and promise ; the tenor is suddenly, and even and dark as the departing clouds, lively and cheerful as over the accentuation of a single dissyllable, exchanged for the returning brightness of heaven. And then I could the bass,—the rattle of the kettle is exchanged for the so not avoid associating their advent with other convoca- lemn rebound of the bass drum,—the warp of sound plays tions, and other contested labours. They reminded me up and down; now the tenor and now the bass, are suof the General Assembly of our Church, wedded, as it pereminent, till the opponent's argument is so loosened is, to the freshness and the splendour of confirmed and unravelled, so twisted and twined into opposite spring. When I saw the glossy blackness of their ha- meanings and constructions, that even Doctor Tough is bits, the wayward sagacity of their aspects, and listened at a loss to recognise the texture of his own workmanship. to their notes of friendship, contest, debate, and war, I To mind, all things are possible ; and here is mind enimmediately bethought me of the right reverends, and throned on memory, a giant on a rock bobbing for whale. right honourables, right and left of the throne.

A seventy-four gun-ship does not move more unmovedly, Such had been my thoughts, when a few years ago I and with greater certainty, over and through the flood, packed up my trunk with the regular allowance of ne-than Doctor Drive does to his mighty, luminous, and uncessaries, for my General Assembly expedition. It was answerable conclusion. but a spring from the ground to the top of the stage- But scarcely has he resumed his seat, and received the coach, a careful wrapping of the neck, and buttoning of congratulation of his friends around him, when a whisper the coat, till I found myself rumbled and boated into is felt to travel with a sawing severity, from left to right. Princes street. By this time the Assembly had met, and The Doctor is on his legs that is he, holding with one a number of the sharp-set lads were down from the hand by the railing on the further side of the throne, the mountains, and up from the glens, glossy as the even- other hand being reserved for action-action-action, ing cloud, good-humoured as the season itself, and open-With this hand he begins his speech—not with that gracehearted, fisted, and mouthed, as old recollections and un- ful air with which an outstretched palm is sometimes expected recognisances could make them. At every cor- waved to the admiring multitude—but he is undoubtedly ner I met and recognised some friend of the olden time, cutting the air into faggots, upwards and downwards-and mutual exchanges of good-will were made on both backwards and forwards—“punctem et cæsim," it passes. sides. The fatness of the once thi man, and the thin-| All this while Dr Blast is silent; it is his hand that ness of the once fat man,—the wig, where wigs were for speaks, and claims for the tongue's work the indulgence merly unknown,—the single tuft in the wilderness of of a hearing. Silence gives way to sound,-sound and baldness, where hair once flourished bushy and bristly; hand equally at variance with taste and elegance; the all these, and similar circumstances, called forth, and do demon of embarrassment seems to have fixed his disconstantly, on similar occasions, call forth, a great deal figuring claws in the very front of his oratory, and there of half-jocular, half-mournful chat. And there are the is every chance that he will not get on. But the waters clubs to attend. I do not mean those political conve- of the mountain lake have been troubled, and lifted in nings where Assembly business is discussed ere it be de- their level by the descent of the avalanche ; and their bated; but the clubs I speak of are very innocent and roar and impetuosity is now in the gullet,—they are pleasant meetings of old college acquaintances, who draw struggling, wheeling, hurling, and bursting onward ; and upon past reminiscences, as the prodigal does upon the ac- so soon as they have overtaken the extension and the freecumulated treasures of his sires ; who, in one evening of dom of the valley below, they will carry tower and tree, renewed friendships and tremendous excitement, live over hut and palace, before them. The shepherd, however, the intermediate happiness of twenty years.

has marked their approach, and has betaken himself to his Last of all comes the Monday's, the Tuesday's, and the mountain; and the very roar of their approach has conWednesday's debat?. “ The combat thickens-on, ye tributed to the safety of all. Dr Blast is now in his ele brave!"-and happy he whose voice is of that firm com- ment. He dives and plunges in the flood; the triton of

the mermaids; not a fin from beneath the bank but shivers with apprehension, nor a supple-tailed tenant of the mud but dives to Orcus. The Doctor is now in his element ;-he rides on the wind, and the inhabitants of earth and air are trembling spectators of his flight; the eagle screams, and is lost in the sun ; the ravens croak, and are incontinently on the wing; the very doves and jackdaws desert their outfields and resort to their cots and chimneys. The famous mirk-Monanday was nothing to this. It seems as if a new terror had been discovered, and a mental steam-engine of incalculable power had been set in motion. Imagination herself has run riot, and seems startled at her own imaginings. Involuted, and convoluted, she rolls herself onward, head over heels, till the heads of the spectators are bedizzened with the whirl :

And some say that we wan, and some say that they wan,

And some say that nane wan ava, man;
But of one thing I'm sure, that mid uproar and stour,
A contest there was, which I saw, man.

T. G.

When Love was wont in song to tell
The feelings thou mayst guess so well;
And who, as what he said was sweetest,
Inscribed his characters the neatest !
At length there came a gentle maid,

Who found one page, though ruffled, fair,
And as the book had often stray'd,

She smiled, and wrote a spell-word there,
Which, spite of Folly, Grief, or Pain,
Will never let it roam again!

By Alaric A. Watts.
Oh, say not, dearest! say not so;

My heart is wholly thine;
And if I ever seem to bow

Before another shrine,
I do but court the Muse's smile,
And sing of love and thee the while !

Beloved, this tender truth believe,

Thou’rt all the world to me;

And if the minstrel-lay I weave,

'Tis but to sing of thee! By J. H. Wiffen, Author of " Aonian Hours," and the

And if I seek the wreath of fame, Translator of Tasso's Jerusalem Delivered.

'Tis but to twine with it thy name! To the greenwoods and waters one midnight I went;

Then say not, dearest! say not so; The thoughts of my soul were of memory and grief,

To thee alone belong, All was wet with a cloud, that in misty descent

In grief or gladness, weal or woe, Feil gloomy and sad on each murmuring leaf ;

My sweetest thoughts and song ;
But I heard, in the shade of my favourite beech,

Then fear not I can ever be
A nightingale near, through the storm singing loud,
Like a spirit endued with the accents of speech,

False to my heart, my lyre, and thee.
Like a rainbow of music adorning the cloud.

SONNET. In that music was transport! I smiled through my tears : By Thomas Brydson, Author of Poems,” &c. Even now, in dark moments, when exiled from bliss,

THERE is a happiness we cannot find From the baseless illusions of Hope's coming years,

When wandering through the crowded ways of men ; I turn to the truth and the sweetness of this!

Yet day by day it lies in distant ken, Such in life's lonely walk, is a delicate deed ;

A lovely thing unto the eye of mind : Its music breathes forth in a desolate hour,

So have I seen amid the summer hills, Surpassing the nightingale's voice in its meed,

(In early life) a shade-encircled spot Which more sweetly resounded the darker the shower !

Of sunniness as 'twere a place forgot

When earth was blasted by siu's thousand ills;

I bounded o'er the turf with panting haste,

As if a kingdom would have been my dower
By Alaric A. Watts.

Could I have kiss'd the sunshine from one flower
[This poem, and the one which follows, were both written fourteen Of that bright fairy-land.-Lo! from the waste
years ago, and were presented to us by an early friend of the poet in
the author's own handwriting. They have never before been pub.

Around me, while I knelt, there came a cloud, lished.-Ed. Lif. JOUR.]

And blotted out the scene. -I wept-I wept aloud !
The gift I have reserved for thee
May well, dear girl, my emblem be;

For, ere my heart had bled to know
The ills that wait on all below,

THE EDINBURGH REVIEW.-It may not perhaps be generally, Life's book its fairest leaves display'd,

known to our readers, that Mr Jeffrey resigned, a few weeks ago,

the Editorship of the Edinburgh Review, which he has conducted Unsullied by the blots of Care,

with so much talent since its commencement. It is generally beAnd not the slightest mark betray'd

lieved that the likelihood of a speedy professional appointment is at That Sorrow's hand had written there!

least one cause which has induced Mr Jeffrey to take this step,-pot

that he would for a moment compromise his principles, but that it But oh! not long did thus remain

might be prudent and necessary for him to bring them less conspiEach snowy page without a stain ;

cuously before the pablic. Mr Jeffrey is probably tired also of the For Folly, with her sister, Grief,

toils of Editorship, and having done all that Editor could do, he may

feel disposed to devote his attention to other pursuits.-We are enSoon came and darkened many a leaf;

abled to state positively, that no one has yet been fixed on as his sucAnd though, with fairy fingers, oft

cessor; and indeed it will be no easy task to find a successor, espeHope fond devices traced,

cially if the Review is still to retain the character of being a Scotch Yet were her pencils all so soft,

publication. Mr Rees, of the house of Longman, Rees, Orme, and They quickly were effaced.

Co. (who have the principal interest in the work,) is now in Edin

burgh, making arrangements; but as these are not concluded, we reSome hours of bliss my bosom knew,

frain from mentioning the names of the one or two literary gentle

men who are spoken of as candidates for the situation. If the work As a few scattered leaves will show,

is to enjoy any share of its former success, the new Editor must be


an active-minded and nervous writer, well acquainted with the bear- Mr Guy must surely be a descendant of Guy Faux, for he seemis, ings of the times, and prepared to start upon a fresh and vigorous with his “combination of talent," to have entered into a conspiracy course with spirit and with principle. How would it do to put the against the English language. Review under commission, as has sometimes been done with Ireland, PORTRAIT OF SIR JAMES MONCRIEFF.-Mr Walker has published and other places difficult to manage ?

a mezzotinto engraving from Watson Gordon's fine picture of this The ANNIVERSARY.–Extract of a Letter from Alan Canning- eminent lawyer. The likeness is happily preserved ;-indeed, the ham.—"The Anniversary will be published in monthly portions of print almost strikes us as more like than the painting. With regard forty pages each. The first Number appears on the 1st of July, em to the manipulation, it possesses all that delicacy in the management bellished with a Plate, and accompanied by eighty pages of other

of light and shade, which is the exclusive province of mezzotinto; miscellaneous matter, which will be superintended by Theodore and has less of that weakness and haziness, which is the inherent deHooke. My part (adds Mr Cunningham.) will, at the end of a twelve

fect of that style of engraving, than any works of the kind we month, assume the form of a volume of Poetry and Prose."

have seen lately, except those of Martin. Mr Walker is making We are glad to understand that Mr Sillery, whose name as a rapid progress in his art. Might he not think of publishing a seri:s young poet is already so favourably known to the public, has nearly of our eminent Edinburgh characters? The plate, we believe, is finished a new Poem, in two Books, and in the Spenserian stanza,

private, and not intended to come into the print shops. which is to be entitled Eldred of Erin, or the Solitary, We have

HAYDON.–We are happy to understand that this able artist's most been favoured with a short and very beautiful extract from this

recent picture has been sold for five hundred guineas. The subject Poem, which we propose laying before our readers next Saturday.

is the death of the heir of Pharoah's throne,-his “first-born,”-at the Mr Alaric Watts has nearly ready for publication the Second Vo

passover, and the agony of the Queen and Royal Family in conselume of the Poetical Album, containing a selection of all the best

quence. (Exodus, chap. 12.) It is of a small size compared with fugitive poetry of the day.

most of the artist's preceding works of this class ; but it is said to The Rev. Alexander Fleming, A.M., of Neilston, has made con

possess many striking beauties. siderable progress in revising a new edition of Pardoran's Collections

NATIONAL PORTRAIT GALLERY.—This is a new work, to be pube concerning the Church of Scotland; in which will be incorporated

lished in numbers, each number to contain three portraits of illusthe History, Jurisdiction, and Forms of the several Church Judi.

trious and eminent personages of the nineteenth century, with short catories, together with the civil Decisions relative to the rights and

Memoirs. The first number contains Portraits of the Duke of Welpatrimony of the established church and her clergy.

lington, Byron, and the Marquis Camden. They are, on the whole, The rudiments of Hieroglyphics and Egyptian Antiquities, in a

well executed, and the publication will be a valuable one, if followed course of Lectures delivered at the University of Cambridge, by the

up with due diligence. Marchese di Spineta, are about to be published in Numbers, (cach

Theatrical Gossip.---Kean has had a dispute with the Dublin Number to contain one Lecture,) by Mr Murray, of London.

manager, Mr Bunn, who, it is said, has refused to pay him his stipuThe Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge have just pub

lated salary of L.50 per night, (a most disgracefully large sum,) on the lished an Address, in which they present a rapid and satisfactory re

odd enough plea, that Kean performs in a slovenly manner. This trospect of the progress of their labours, which seems to augur well

may be very true; but if the manager made a foolish bargain, he for the future. The Library of Entertaining Knowledge, (in which

must abide by it.-Nothing very remarkable is taking place in the the Society is interested) is also proceeding prosperously; 14,000 co

London Theatrical world. Charles Kemble is said to have cleared pies having been already sold of the first volume, and 9000 of the

L.600 by his benefit, and the French actor, Laporte, L, 1500. Dusecond.

crow is performing more equestrian wonders at Astley's. “ His perA circumstantial account of persons remarkable for their Health

formances,” says a critic in the Court Journal, "are the finest things and Longevity, by a Physician, is nearly ready for publication.

extant, now that Kean is virtually defunct, and Macready asleep."We understand, that among other new works, Mr Colburn will

Pritchard's benefit here, last Monday, was quite a bumper. Madame speedily publish,-The Marquis of Londonderry's Narrative of the

Caradori renewed her engagement for three nights this week; the War in Germany and France in 1813 and 1814,-Geraldine of Des

houces, however, have not been so crowded as at first. This is to be mond, an Historical Romance,-The Book of the Boudoir, in two

attributed to the monotony of a concert, where only one person sings volumes, by Lady Morgan,--Stories of Waterloo, in three volumes,

a song worth hearing. We are glad to observe that, according to a -The Private Correspondence of David Garrick with the most emi

suggestion made in our last, Madame Caradori is to appear in an openent persons of his times,- Memoirs of the Bedouins, with a history ratic character this evening, having undertaken to perform Polly in of the Wahabis of Arabia, from the original manuscripts of the late

the “Beggar's Opera,”—an arduous task for a foreigner, but which, celebrated John Lewes Burckhardt,- The History of Modern Greece,

we doubt not, will be triumphantly executed.-On Monday, Mr and by James Emmerson,-Memoirs of the Court and Reign of Louis

Mrs Stanley take their benefit. Few members of our company deXVIII., by a Lady,-Recollections of the East, by John Carne, Esq.

serve better of the pnblic;-Mrs Stanley is a highly respectable author of Letters from the East,-Random Records, by George Colman, Esq.—Tales of my Time, by the author of Blue Stocking occasionally with a fine developement of the stronger passions, her

actress of all work; and, in his own peculiar line of humour, mixed Hall, -and Stories of a Bride.

husband is unrivalled. Our readers are aware that we do not speak The Rev. Robert Everett, A.M., of Oxford, has in the press a Jour

of benefits indiscriminately; and our words, on the present occasion, ney through Norway, Lapland, and part of Sweden; with remarks

will perhaps have the more weight. on the Geology of the country, Statistical Tables, Meteorological Observations, &c. To two of these countries Mr Derwent Conway's

WEEKLY LIST OF PERFORMANCES. recent work has been very successful in directing public attention. The second Number of the London Review, edited by the Rev.

May 30—June 5. Blanco White, has just appeared. The following are its contents : SAT. The Clandestine Marriage, f The Sergeant's Wife. - Mineral Waters-Records of History-Peru and the Andes-Spa- | Mon. The Hero of the North, 4 The Slave. nish Poetry and Language Juvenile Library-Fa: hionable Novels

TUES. Queen Mary Stuart, a Concert, Pong Wong, $ The Three -Mathematical writers-Human Physiology-War with Turkey

Hunchbacks. Game Laws-French Public Charities-Bishop Heber.

WED. Paul Pry, f Charles XII. THE TRUE MEANING OF WORDS.-In the twenty-ninth edition Thurs. George Heriot, Free and Easy, & The Gentle Shepherd. of “ Guy's English Spelling-Book," just published, revised and

FRI. The Heart of Mid-Lothian & Rob Roy.
improved, and stated in the Preface to be “ the result of a combina-
tion of talent,” we meet with the following definitions, which we beg
to submit to the serious attention of our philological readers :


COMMUNICATIONs from Derwent Conway, Esq., John Malcolm,
to fall down!

Esq., and others, together with a very interesting unpublished Poem, Complement remainder.

by Mrs Elizabeth Hamilton, Authoress of the “Cottagers of Glen-
of a shoe.

burnie,” will appear in our next number.
a graft!

Several poetical pieces, which are in types, are unavoidably post-
to murder!

to point.

The " Sonnet to --" by “N. C." of Glasgow, shall perhaps have
to put on!

a place when the Editor is next in his Slippers." King Edward's

Dream," though not destitute of poetical merit, is too long for our

pages.-We regret we cannot give a place to the lines “On seeing a

Picture of Mary, Queen of Scots," nor to the verses of“ Zella."

Specimen copies of the First Volume of the LITERABY JOURNAL,

boarded in a neat and substantial manner, may now be seen at our Publishers'. A few remain on sale.

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