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pretends to contain—“ The Antiquities of the Jews, care- changed them with a passionate note, and made a regular fully compiled from authentic sources, and illustrated from engagement for ever, modern travels,”

“ Such was the state of things when the route came; and my troop was ordered to embark for Portugal. Hleas

vens! what a commotion! Harriette was in bysterics ; we Stories of Waterloo, and other Tales. Three volumes. talked of an elopement, and discussed the propriety of going

London. Henry Colburn and Richard Bentley. to Gretua ; but the -dburry to embark prevented us. We have read this book with very great pleasure,

I could not, you know, take her with me. Woman in a We

transport ! a devilish bore; and nothing was left for it but were at first rather prejudiced against it by the title, to exchange vows of eternal tidelity. We did so, and partwhich appeared to us too much of the clap-trap order; but, ed—both persuaded that our hearts were reciprocally broken. if it be so, it is not because the author needs to trust for " Ah, Mac it you knew what I suffered night and success to any such aid. Ile is a man of talent; he has day! Her picture rested in my bosom; and I consumed a a vivid fancy, a strong perception of character, an excel- pipe of wine in toasting her health, while I was dying of lent stock of humour, and the power of grasping vigo- damp and rheumatism. But the recollection of iny con

stani Harriette supported me through all, and particularly rously graver and more passionate themes. We should

so when I was cheered by the report of the snub-nosed surimagine that this is his first book, for there is a freshness geon who joined us six months after at Saptarem, and asabout it, and, in some things, an unpruned exuberance, sured me, on the faith of a physician, that the dear girl was which to us are particularly agreeable, considering the fa- in the last stage of a consumption, shion so prevalent now-a-days of writing novels by steam, "Two years passed away, and we were ordered home. or some sort of machinery. Weguess him to be an Irish-| Heavens! what were my feelings when I landed at man, for the scene of the greater number of his stories with four horses for Canterbury; I arrived there with a

Portsmouth! I threw myselt' into a carriage, and started is laid in Ireland. The connecting thread upon which safe neck, and lost not a moment in announcing my returu they are strung is ingeriously enough contrived. We are

to my constant Harriette. introduced to the 28th regiment, which is quartered, in “ T'he delay of the messenger seemed an eternity; but the year 1815, in an Irish county, south of the Shannon. / what were my feelings, wben he brought me a perfume We become acquainted with the officers, and they tell us

note (to do her justice, she always wrote on lovely lettertheir own adventures and stories, which of course vary in paper) and a parcel! The one coit. ined congratulations on their nature according to the character of the narrator.

my safe arrival, accompanied by assurances of unteigued The interval between these stories is filled up with the thus allowed her an opportunity of having her dear friend

regret that I had not reached Canterbury a day sooner, and proceedings of the regiment, which, on the return of Captain Melcomb' present at her wedding; while the parket Bonaparte from Elba, is ordered to Belgium, and con- was a large assortment of Freuch kid-skins and while ducts itself gallantly at the battle of Waterloo, of which ribbon. a spirited account and many interesting anecdotes are

“ That blessed morning she had bestowed her fair hand given. What we like about our author is, that his ima

on a fat proti-ssor of theology from Brazen Nose, who had gination never flags, and that, though his Tales are nu

been just presented to a rich prebend by the bishop, for ba

ving proved, beyond a controversy, the divine origin of merous, there is no tameness or monotony in them. The titles, in a blue-bound pamphlet. Before I had time to first volume contains - My own Adventure-the Detach- recover from my astonishment, a travelling carriage brought ment—the Adventure of the Captain of Grenadiers—the me to the window, and, quickly as it passed, I had full time Route--the Outlaw's Story--the March-Sarsfield—to see ma belle Harriette seated beside the thick-winded digFrank Kennedy—and the Story of Colonel Hilson. or nitary. She bowed her wbite Spanish hat, and six ostrich these some are remarkable for the breadth and raciness of feathers to me as she rolled off, --in spend, as the papers intheir humour, such as the story of “ Frank Kennedy,” in There was a blessed return for two years' exposure to the

formed me, the honey-moon at the Lakes of Cumberland.' which there are several scenes worthy of Fielding, and attacks of rheuinatism and French cavalry !"-Vol. 11. pp. which inight be transferred to the stage with immense 43–6. effect. And the others are no less remarkable for power To this we shall add just one other passage of an equally and pathos, such, in particular, as “ Sarsfield” and “The lively kind : Story of Colonel Hilson.” In the second and third vo

A Rival.-—" So far this gallant captain was particularly lumes we have some excellent descriptive writing, such as

pleasant; but my horror was inconceivable, when, after a the account of “ Napoleon's Return," “ The Champs de Mai," and the Battles of Quatre-Bras, Ligny, and Water Polonged visit, he entreated with evident embarrassment,

to be permitted to speak a few words to Miss Mervyn in loo, together with more stories equally strongly marked, the next room. I instant y started on my feet, grasped the whether of a light or serious cast, as those to which we general's cane, and, in a sort of frenzy, left the drawing. have already alluded. Our especial favourites are, Mau- loom, bastened to the shrubbery, and there threw myself on rice MacCarthy” and “ Stephen Purcell,” both of which

a bench. are full of thrilling interest; and we do not indeed know else, but to make her an uncondected speech, and an offer

“ What the devil did the fellow want with Lucy? What any others in the language of the same length which sur- ot' his hand and fortune. Was ever mani so miserable as I? pass them in strong dramatic power.

Lucy, the only woman that for ten years I could look upon The short extract or two, which is all that our space without aversion, that she should be selected by this infernal enables us to give, will do no justice to these volumes. Lancer! In another week, I might have coine to the des They may succeed, however, in conveying to the reader perate resolution of asking her to marry, and have succeedsome idea of the author's humour, which, however, is only Again I forswore the sex determined to be off for Galering

ed; but this whiskered swordsınan would be my ruin. an inferior part of his talents.

The shortest story we can

-rose to order post horses-sat down again, and passed a find will best suit our purpose. It is entitled,

miserable half brur, till I heard the wheels of that execruThe Little Mayor's LOVE ADVENTURE._“You must ble tandem crossing the gravel like a whirlwind. know, when I was in the 1Sth Light Dragoous, I was “ Suspense was not endurable. I approached the house, quartered in Canterbury; and having got soine introduce and entered the drawing-roon. Lucy was not there

. I tory letters, I contrived to make out a pleasant time enough. tried the library-equally unfortunate. I examined the Ove of my visiting-houses was old Tronson's, the bank green-house—no Lucy. The dressing-bell rang—the dinner er's devilish agreeable family-four pretty girls-all Hirt- peal succeedel-and Lucy entered the apartment by one ed-painted on velvet-played the harp-sang Italian, and door, as the servant announced dinner at another. danced as if they had been brought up under D'Egville, in " A burning blush dyed her cheek, as her eyes encoun, the corps de ballet. The old boy kept a man cook, and gave tered mine, Ill is over!' I mentally ejaculated ; and ieed Champagne. Now, you know there is no standing none but the d-d need envy the feelings that conviction this; and Marriette, the second of the beauties, and I agreed carried with it. 'to fall in love, which, in due course of time, we etlected. “Would I have soup? No.-Fowl? Same reply. DinNothing could be better managed than the whole affair. ner passed-neitber ate. She was confused -I miserable ; We each selected a confidant, sat for our pictures, inter- -the dessert was laid, and the servants left us.

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“ A pause painful pause of several minutes succeeded. of a great man,”--that “ Napoleon Bonaparte had, from I cougbed :-Captain Hardyman'and the name came

his earliest years, determined on a career of infamy,". furth as reluctantly as a miser's donative~ Captain Hardy- ) that, “in no relation of life, was Napoleon incontaminate man is a pleasant kind of-hei!-sort of Lucy from baseness," —that “ he was no statesman,”-that “he bowed assent:-Agreeable conversation - hem! I mean that, before I left the room. Lucy blushed : Sup- lacked personal courage, "—that “there was not one parpose, in tête-à-tête, the Captain equally entertaining ;' a ticle of patriotism in the gross composition of Napoleon's deeper blush. • Beg pardon - don't wish to be inquisitive.' | heart,”—that, “in every condition of lite, he manifested

Poor Lucy appeared struggling to get words. Cap- the unworthy passion of the miser and the beggar--a love tain Hardyman's request must have appeared very, odd; for money.” What can be said of nonsense such as this, but-'and another blush, and more confusion. At length but that its writer is not only destitute of all feeling of she managed to inform me that Captain Hardyman bad offered his hand, and that she had declined the honour. what is great, but even of that petty prudence which

-Reader! the sequel shall be short ;-I forgot wrist, teaches a man to be silent when things beyond his comfoot, and finger, and found myself muttering something prehension are spoken of? For such a creature, we cannot about 'unspeakable misery and eternal love.'”_Vol. I. pp. feel anger, but simple contempt. We regard him as we 25-7.

might a poor snail, that leaves its slimy track on some As we have already said, however, it is in the more corner of the grave-stone of the mighty dead of St Helena. serious tales that the author's abilities are fully developed, Sincerely, however, do we advise the conductors of the and these we sincerely recommend to the perusal of all | Foreign Review to let such a contributor drop out of their admirers of fictitions writing. We shall be glad to hear establishment as speedily as possible. We do not object soon that the author, encouraged by the success of this to toads and similar unclean animals when preserved in work, is again in the press; and we hope, for his own spirits and carefully corked up, on the shelves of a musake, that he will not think it necessary to conceal his seum, but we dislike to see them sprawling upon our name from us much longer.


Another fault in the present Number is its small sparThe Foreign Review and Continental Miscellany. No. lieve us, that there is bad taste and worse policy in

ring with the Foreign Quarterly. The editor may be VIII. September, 1829. London. Black, Young, this. The good-natured public will not fail to infer that and Young.

the first of these publications which recommences hostin We have had occasion to speak favourably of the earlier lities, does so because it feels the other getting a-head of it. Numbers of this journal, and hope to be called upon to

The article which we have read with most pleasure is praise those that are to come; but, to be candid, the pre- that on Italian comedy, notwithstanding it is the one in sent one is very indifferent. There is not one of the which the last-mentioned sin is perpetrated. It contains articles of which we can say that it is marked either by interesting information on a subject little known in this vigour of style and thought, or by thorough acquaintance country. Still, it leaves much to be done. We must with the subject it professes to treat : and there is one also beg leave to dissent from the reviewer when he in particular -- the review of Bourrienne's Memoirs-prefers the tame respectability of Goldoni, to the fantastic against which we have a graver charge to bring. That but genial originality of Gozzi. The utmost ambition of the character of the late Emperor of France should the former was to introduce the comedy of Molière upon have been misapprehended in this country, while a war the Venetian stage. He copied his characters, it is true, almost of extermination was waging betwixt us, was na- from nature, but he first learned to look upon nature tural and pardonable. But, now that our passions have through a glass which he got from the French dramatist. had time to cool—that the grave has closed over that ex- He was an imitator-an ingenious one, doubtless, and by traordinary man—that his actions have for years been no means servile-but still an imitator, and full of the freely and keenly canvassed by friend and foe, there is coldness and stiffness inseparable from the character. The no excuse for him who wilfully abides in error. We are genius of Gozzi, on the contrary, was self-illumined, not among the indiscriminate worsh pers of Napoleon,– the fuel that fed its lame was native produce. The wriwe can see dark specks even in the blaze of his bright- ter of the review himself bears testimony to the high taDess,—nay, looking upon his fate in a political point of lents of some of the perforiners in the improvisatore style view, we can acknowledge the necessity of allowing the of comedy, upon which Gozzi reared his dramatic strucimprisoned eagle to fret out his existence pecking at the tures. Had he looked to the annals of Roman theatribars of his cage, although we cannot so far pervert our cals, he would have found yet more brilliant specimens feelings as not to feel sorrow at the sight. But, at the of the “ Commedie a suggetto.” Gozzi, a man of kindred sarne time, we hold it established, that he was the greatwarmth of feeling, with more extensive knowledge, and est general the world has seen,—that he had a mind alike more powerful intellect, gave to the rank exuberance of penetrating and comprehensive,—that, compared with their humour a permanent form. His dramatic world is others whose lot it has been to rule the destinies of man- as extravagant as the Carnival of his own sea-born city. kind, he possessed a fair proportion of the milk of human The Emperor of China appears with Harlequin or Pankindness, and that, in as far as his own country was taloon for a prime minister. The loveliest forms are concerned, it was he who, out of the discordant chaos into paired with the most grotesque caricatures. The most which all parts of the social structure had been cast by beautiful poetry springs from the mennest incident, like a the Revolution, re-constructed a permanent and efficacious rich moss-rose growing in a cracked flower-pot, or fades government. Conscientiously believing, nevertheless, that into it as the purple clouds of sunset grow grey again with the endurance of his power, adorned as it was with all the advance of night. But fantastic as these creatures these dazzling qualities, would have been prejudicial to appear when measured by the standard of reasonable sothe wider interests of Europe, we can rejoice that our ciety, they are the products of a master mind, and have a cause has triumphed; but we should despise ourselves for law and a unity of their own. The genius of the author ever were we capable of nothing but ungenerous exulta- shines every moment over his grotesque creations-it tion over the fall of such an enemy. It was, therefore, darts its sympathizing or satirical remarks through the with feelings of the most unqualified disgust that we per- whole body of society, sparing neither high nor low, the used the above-mentioned article. The reviewer premises most sacred nor the most vulgar. Its poetry is warm as that he expects the public to be astonished at his opinion the climate, impetuous as the hot blood of her sons. The of Napoleon ; but to a man like him—we wonder who cause why the bright promise of this new and strictly he is—" the astonishment of thoughtlessness, and the sneer Italian style of drama has not been fulfilled, lies in the of conceit, siguify little.” He then proceeds to tell us, in premature dotage into which the nation has fallen. As 'good set phrase, that “ Napoleon's mind was not the mind with people who labour under a temporary derangement, she has been intrusted to the guardianship of a neigh- and " The Will," are the most to our taste in the vobour ; and, in order to make the parallel complete, her lume. The light sketches of character are happy, and the kind friends who have undertaken the charge, are employ- sentiments inculcated such as we entirely approve of. ing all the means in their power to render the disease “ Julia,” with its Introduction, and “ Sternherst,” are permanent, and thus to secure for themselves the unchal- irreproachable in their tendency; but they trespass upon lenged administration of her property. It is the way of ticklish ground, which would be more safely avoided by the world.

the writer whose first object is amusement.

pp. 332.

The Life and Romains of Wilmot Warwick. Edited by The Iris : a Literary and Religious Offering. Edited by his friend, Henry Vernon. Volume Second. 8vo.

the Rev. Thomas Dale, M. A. London. Sampson Pp. 314. London. James Ridgway, Piccadilly. 1829.

Low, and Hurst, Chance, & Co. 1830. 12mo, The first volume of this book was, it seems, favourably received by all our periodical critics, with the single This is an Annual of decidedly a religious cast ; but it exception of the London Magazine. Its praise was far is one, at the same time, well entitled to attention from from being sufficiently rapturous to satisfy the author, all classes. The contents, whether in prose or verse, and he felt himself in the very unpleasant dilemma, in without being brilliant, are highly respectable. The Edias far as regarded that Magazine, of having no great tor's poetical contributions, which are all of a sacred chacause of complaint, but at the same time nothing for racter, are numerous and good ; and he is, in this departwhich to be thankful. Thus, at least, we translate his ment, well supported by Mrs Howitt, Miss Jewsbury, suppressed grumbling at the coldness of his judges, and

Alaric Watts, Thomas Pringle, S. C. Hall, and others. the quantity of their advice, and the eagerness with which Among the most interesting of the prose articles are a he stands up to a sparring match with the above-named paper on the “ Character of Nicodemus,” by the late Bishop dissenting reviewer. This ( whatever people may think Heber,—the “ Aymstrie Nighte Bell,” and the “* Bath of of it) is all very natural. Young authors have uniform- Isis,” by the Rev. E. Baines, and “ Luke O'Brian,” a ly a craving for excitement; lavish encomium is the tale, by Mrs S. C. Hall. The embellishments are enkind which is most grateful to them—and failing it, the tirely upon sacred subjects, and from ancient masters. only welcome alternative is downright abuse, which en- This is a novel and interesting feature. It is a delighttitles them to betake themselves to that most delightful of ful thing to see the works of such men as Murillo, Carlo all employments—the retort un-courteous. Were we in- Dolci, Claude, Leonardo Da Vinci, and Ludovico Car: clined at present to sermonise, we might demonstrate, racci, well engraved, and ministering tu so laudable a purwith the aid of a thousand pithy instances, that this pose as that which the Iris is intended to serve. In some seeming contradiction is, in all stages of society, the pre-instances, the engraving might have been better executed; dominant feature in the characters of men whom heaven but all, genius of a great painter is distinctly vihas gifted with an imagination more lively than common. sible. Our chief favourites are Murillo's “ Madonna and The knights of old were continually either fighting or Child,” Claude's “ Flight iuto Egypt,” Carracci's “ In. kissing their mistresses ; and we honestly confess that we credulity of St Thomas,” and Carlo Dolci's " Magdalen." prefer, at any time, a regular quarrel with an old friend, The “ Christ raising Lazarus ” is either a very poor paintto a heartless relapse into indifference.

ing originally, or has been spoiled by the engraver. We Revenons à nos moutonsalthough we suspect that do not quote from the Iris, not because we could not easily Wilmot Warwick or Henry Vernon, or (as the lawyers select articles well deserving of the honour, but because it sy in their concise phraseology) one or other, or both would be an endless task were we to attempt to transfer of them,” is, like Coriolanus, scarcely a mouton, but one of to our pages the beauties of every Annual. those pugnacious lambs which baa like bears. Once for all, however, we would advise our young friend to leave tilting with the critics, except in the extreme case when

The Comic Annual, for 1830. Edited by Thomas Hood. some dirty fellow becomes personal and abusiye. That

London. Hurst, Chance, and Co. critics contradict each other, we allow ; but so many

MR Hoop has written almost the whole of this Annual men, so many minds,” and the author is not expected, himself, and it is quite an olla-podrida of " whims and like the old man and his son with their ass, to take the oddities." We have as yet seen only some of the sheets, advice of all of them. There are, too, (this, however, and abstain from speaking of its literary contents till we we speak in the strictest confidence,) some unutterable have the whole before us. Instead of splendid engravings blockheads in the brotherhood ; but “ bray a fool in a George Cruickshank has enriched the volume with upmortar, yet will not his folly depart from him.” Once wards of a hundred of his clever and amusing caricatures, more, revenons à nos moutons.

They are done in a light and sketchy style, and are, of The author of this book is evidently a man of strong course, not all of equal merit, but some of them are exmind and right feeling-one wbo dares to think for him- ceedingly humorous. Among others, we may mention self, and not unfrequently expresses himself both with vi- the following, which will convey a pretty good idea of the gour and originality. Yet, as a story-teller, (and by far whole :—I. “A Party of Pleasure," a wherry turned the greater portion of the volume consists of narrative,) upside down in the water, with three men and a child he has a great fault, he is, like honest Dogberry, in the clinging like grim death to the keel, their countenances fulness of his heart willing to bestow all his tediousness and attitudes expressive of the most dreadful consternaupon us. He sets about his tale in such a lumbering tion, and in fine contrast with the name of the wherry, way, that we have sometimes been apt, from the length which, as appears by the letters painted on the inverted of the road, to lose all desire to get to the end. The first stern, is “ The Delight.” II. “ Emigration-Meeting a story, the Monk of Benvenuto, is the least liable to this Settler," a native, evidently, of the Emerald Isle, going objection, and exhibits occasional bursts of power. At the out to his morning work with a spade in his hand, some end, however, it is too hastily and unsatisfactorily botch where probably in Van Diemen's Land, and coming all

It is very true, as the author says, that explana- at once plump upon an immense lion, who looks at him tions come lamely in at the end of a story; but the an- with that grim expression of countenance which seems to swer to this is, that he should not have left them to the imply that it would have been wiser had the emigrant end. “ The Three Brothers" is tiresome; the story is never left Ireland -a settler with a vengeance ! III. too apparently got up for the sake of a moral, in itself A Bumper at Parting," a stage-coach setting off from neither very recondite nor novel. The three sketches the court-yard of an inn, and passing under the covered entitled " The Boarding-house,” “ Death and the Grave," way, against which the heads of the outside passengers


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are unexpectedly bumped with most excruciating violence, minds of the pupil, and at the same time presents him the destination of the coach, as indicated by the writing with models of all kinds of style. We are glad that a on the panels, very naturally being Holyhead. IV. work of this kind should have appeared in Edinburgh, “ Rocket-time at Vauxhall-A Prominent Feature," an because we think it augurs well of the progress which endless multitude of faces, both young and old, turned up French education has made among us, and will have the towards the skies in pursuit of the fight of a rocket, and effect of stimulating to still further exertions Monsieur consequently scarcely a feature of any countenance visible le Clerc's fellow-teachers. but the nose, of which there appear to be an infinite variety in interminable perspective. V. “A Nursery-maid | The Heraldry of Crests, containing upwards of 3500 difaccustomed to the care of Children,” a person of this de- ferent Crests, illustrative of those borne by at least 20,000 scription busily engaged in a tender tête-à-tête with an

Families. Accompanied by remarks, Historical and amorous swain on the banks of a river, while all that is

Explanatory, fc. gc. London. Henry Washbourne. visible of her charge, a nice little boy who had been sail- 1829. 12mo. ing a boat in the stream, are his legs and feet quivering

We believe this to be the best book extant upon British in the air, while he himself, having tumbled in, is drowning as fast as he can, perfectly unregarded by the amiable Crests—a branch of the science of Heraldry never held

in greater esteem than at present. The volume contains nursery-maid “accustomed to the care of children.” VI.

correct engravings not only of the crests borne by every “Let by-gones be by-gones," a fat gentleman with a port- peer and baronet of Great Britain, but by nearly every manteau under his arm, vainly endeavouring to overtake a coach which has set off without him. VII.“ A Spent few historical remarks, a list of terms, and copious in

distinguished family in the kingdom, accompanied by a Ball," a family group of fashionably-dressed persons dexes of the bearers' names. Our readers are of course yawning and sleeping in a state of the most perfect exhaustion after the fatigue of the ball and supper they have well aware, that in heraldry a crest denotes the uppermost just been giving to their friends. VIII. «A Constable's part of an armorial bearing, and is a figure placed upon a Miscellany,” a curious collection of queer characters, pick- met and shield. It may be either attached to the coat

wreath, coronet, or cap of maintenance, above both hel. pockets, drunkards, thieves, and others, under the charge of arms or borne separately, with or without a motto, at of a constable,a good pun, and happily executed. The the option of the bearer. To the amateur, the artist, and Comic Annual, we have no doubt, will be the occasion of the historian, the Heraldry of Crests is alike interesting; many a smile

, and perhaps prevent some suicides in the and by them the merit of this handsome volume will be dreary months of November and December.

best appreciated. The Juvenile Keepsake. 1830. Edited by Thomas Roscoe. The Tower Menagerie ; comprising the Natural History of London. Hurst, Chance, & Co. 1830. 12mo, pp. 232.

the Animals contained in that Establishment ; with AnecWe have already noticed two Juvenile Annuals—the dotes of their Character and History. Illustrated with New Year's Gift, and the Juvenile Forget-me-Not-both Portraits of each, taken from life, by William Harvey, edited by ladies; and we suspect, that in this department and engraved on wood by Branston and Wright. Lonof literature, they are more than a match for the lords of don. Robert Jennings. 1829. 8vo. the creation. Though the Juvenile Keepsake is a very

This is a very handsome volume. The woodcuts are pretty book, we do not think Mr Thomas Roscoe has executed with a great deal of spirit and much more disdone so much for it as Mrs Alaric Watts and Mrs S. C. tinctness than usual ; and the natural bistory of the difHall have done for their publications. Neither the em- ferent animals is evidently written by one accurately acbellishments nor the literary matter appear to us to be so quainted with the subject, and in all respects well adapted judiciously selected as we could have wished. The plates for the task. Nothing is to be regretted but that the are, on the whole, rather commonplace and uninteresting, Tower Menagerie does not contain more animals, in which and, with a few exceptions, the letter-press is scarcely case this work, as a system of zoology, would have been sufficiently adapted for the amusement of children. Among more complete. these exceptions, we must of course include the clever tale, in verse, from the pen of the late Mrs John Hunter, The Polar Star of Entertainment and Popular Science, entitled “The Heir of Newton-Buzzard,” which was communicated to the Editor by Lady Campbell.

and Universal Repertorium of General Literature. For We

the Quarter ending at Michaelmas, 1829. London. would likewise include the very pleasant tale, from the

H. Flower. French of Madame de Genlis, called “ The Children's Is

1829. 8vo. Pp. 420. land."

Other articles, too, might easily be mentioned This is a continuation, under a new name, of the which are above par.

“ Extractor," the two first volumes of which we have

already bad occasion to notice favourably. The editor, A Course of the French Language ; containing a Dic- himself entitled to assume a more sounding name.

having somewhat enlarged his original plan, has thought

His tionary of Pronunciation, and Interlineary Exercises ; selections are as varied and judicious as ever ; and, except concluding with an Original Treatise on Punctuation that he frequently omits to mention the source froin By Theodore le Clerc. Edinburgh. A. Stewart. which they are taken, we do not know any fault that 1829. 8vo. Pp. 430.

can be found to them. The work undoubtedly condenses We look upon this as a work of great merit. Mon- a great mass of information and amusement, and we shall sieur le Clerc is well known in Edinburgh as a highly- be glad to see it proceed prosperously. respectable and successful teacher of the French and Italian languages. The book before us satisfies us, that, with

MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE. at least the former of these tongues he has a thorough and philosophical acquaintance. His system is founded principally upon the learned grammar of Lemare, and we

ANECDOTES OF HIGHLANDERS. Venture to say, that no similar work has appeared in Eng

By the Ettrick Shepherd. lish in which the genius of the French language may be more successfully studied. The important subject of pro

The Rev. James M'Queen, one of the ministers of nunciation M. le Clerc has placed at once in a novel and Skye, once told me, that a man of the name of M‘Pherson, simple point of view; whilst, by means of his judiciously from the Braes of Lochaber, came to him for the baptism selected interlineary exercises, he fixes the rules in the of one of his children. He being a stranger, the minister

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enquired his name, connexions, and what parish he had to be crossing from Kinghorn to Leith on a very stormy come from; and, in particular, if he had brought a testi- day, and as the vessel heeled terribly, he ran to the cords monial of his character ?

and held down with his whole vigour to keep her from “ Haich ? A testimoniel ? Fat pe she ?"

upsetting. “For te sake of our lhives, shentles, coine and “ Why, it is just a written account of the character you hold town!” cried he ; " or, if you will phot pe helping have borne ; and testified by the minister and elders of mhe, I'll Thit you all go to the bhottom in one mhoment. the parish."

And you ploughman tere, cannot you kheep te howe of “ Oach, no, Mr M'Queen ; she didna brought her.” te furr, and no gang ower te crown of te rhiggs avaw!

“ But you ought to have done it. What was the rea- Heich ?" The steersman at this laughing aloud, the son you did not bring it with you ?"

Highlander was irritated, and with one of the levers he “ Because hersell was thoughting she would be as petter ran and knocked him down. “ Nhow ! laugh you nhow?" without it.”

said he; “ and you weel deserve it all, for it was you

who put her so mbad, kittling her thail with tat pin." A gentleman of Strathdou said to his maid one night, “ Tell Finlay to rise very early to-morrow morning, and About thirty years ago, I first visited the Spital of go down to Aberdeen for the upholsterer.”

Glenshee, and at that time I never had seen a greater “ Yes, sir. For the what did you say, sir ?"

curiosity than the place of worship there. It is a chapel For the upholsterer. He knows himn.”

of ease belonging to a parish called Kirkmichael, is built Finlay, you are to rise very early, master says; and with stone and lime, and the roof is flagged with slate. you are to call on me to make you a brose, and you are to | The door was locked, but both the windows were wide go down to Aberdeen, and bring home a polsterer.” open, without either glass or frame, so that one stepped “ A polsterer ? What's that ?"

as easily in at the windows as at the door. There were “ Master says you have seen him, and know what he no seats, but here and there a big stone placed, and, as is like."

things of great luxury, there were two or three sticks Me seen him ? I'll be if ever I did !"

laid from one of these to another. The floor was literally So, next morning, Finlay comes in to his master very paved with human bones, and I saw that the dogs had early, with his great-coat and long whip, and says, “ Mas- gnawed the ends of many of them by way of amusing ter, must I take a one-horse cart or a two-horse cart for themselves in the time of worship. There were also that fulthy bhaist?"

hundreds of human teeth, while in the north-west corder " What beast, you blockhead ?”

of the chapel there was an open grave, which had stood “ Whoy, that viled lubberly bhaist the polsterer." so for nearly three months. It had been made in the

preceding December for a young man who had died in Mr David Paterson once told me that he saw a black the Braes of Angus, but it came on such a terrible storm man standing at a door in Glasgow, and a young High- that they could not bring the corpse, so they buried bim lander from the country, passing by at the time, chanced where he was, and left this grave standing ready for the to cast his eyes on him with a gleam of prodigious interest. next. When the service was ended, the minister gathered Paterson, anticipating some grand sport, drew near, and the collection for the poor on the green, in the crown of his saw the Highlander come briskly forward, and begin a- hat, and neither men nor women thought of dispersing, feeling the black servant's hands and clothes, muttering but stood in clubs about the chapel, conversing, some of to himself all the while, Aih, Cot a mercy on us all! them for upwards of an hour. I have seen many people what is made up for te pawpee here!" At length he who appeared to pay more attention to the service, but I began as briskly to handle the Black's face, on which the never saw any who appeared to enjoy the crack after serlatter gave him a rude push, and cried, “ Stand back, mon so much. sir !” The young Highlander uttered a loud shriek, and sprung almost to the middle of the street, and then, tuning round in utter astonishment, he exclaimed, Cot's

I once came to a parish in the west of Ross-shire, in crace ! Cot's crace ! wha ever saw'd the like of tat? I'll which both the manse and church were thatched with be tamn if I didna thought she was a timber.”

heather, of which the following pleasant anecdote sas re

lated to me. It had always been customary there to fine The same Mr Paterson once saw another Highlander persons guilty of what is fashionably termed a faur pas, standing looking at the head of a black man on a tobacco

five groats and a burden of heather. The money went nist's sign-board, which head kept constantly moving on

to the support of the poor, and the heather to keep the springs. Paterson drew near, and began to look with

manse and kirk in thatch, and both were so liberally sup still greater astonishment; on which the Highlander From that day forth there was never one groat more came

plied that the minister unadvisedly doubled the fine. said, “ Pray, coot shentlemhan, can you pe telling her if yonter head pelong to one of Cot's crheatures?"

in to the support of the poor, and the church and manse

were both tirled to the bare ribs. At length one Sunday, A Highlander from the small isles, who had never

after sermon, the parish beadle made this memorable prom been in a church, or heard sermon in his life, came over

clamation : to a Sacrament on the mainland, and the service being from tis tay forth to te end of te world, tere will pe in tis

Ho yes! Tis pe to give notice to all concerned, tat in his native tongue, he paid great attention till the psalm place te coot ould cluich at te coot ould price, te tive croaf was given out, for he bad missed the first one. the precentor fell a-bawling out, Donald could not com

and te purden of heather." prehend that, and called to some to stop him ; but how

In a short time the manse and church were as well was he astounded, when the whole congregation fell a

thatched as ever. gaping and bawling with all their energy! Donald, conceiving it altogether a fit of madness, of which the pre- The following genuine Highland proclamation was re centor was the primary cause, bustled up to him, and gave cited to me by one who heard it, and cook a copy on the him a blow on the side of the head, till the book dropped spot :from his hand. " What do you mean, sir ?" said the “ Ho yesh! And a two time, Ho yesh! And a tree clerk. “ Humph! pe you taking tat,” said Donald ; “ for time, Ho yesh! Tid ony pody saw a little grey kimagyou was te pekinner of tis tamu toohoo !"

gie? He was over te prig of Tee six tays before te mhoru.

Wit twa peck of pear mheal; tree peck paffan; les An elderly man, from the Braes of Athol, who had cearched; te score and five squadden, and five hard huishk. "never seen either a ship br sen in his life, onve chanced. If any pody have not sawed him, let them come to my

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