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lost four horses and two asses, from their being exposed to the sun, and fording the rivers, which were much swollen by the rains. He also confirms the account, that Mungo Park was lost on a reef of rocks which runs from the island of Busa (or Boussa) in the Niger. Park got on the reef, and was unable to get off. When the natives saw him, they came down and fired on him and his party. Three black slaves and two wbite companions threw themselves in despair, in each other's arms, into the river, and perished. Captain Clapperton's servant also states, that Park's son died at five days' journey in the interior from Accra, in January 1828.—Gentleman's Magazine.

16.-MAUNDY THURSDAY. Annually, on this day, the lord almoner, or the sub-almoner, relieves, at Whitehall, as many poor men and as many poor women as agree with the years in the king's age. This practice was instituted by Edward III, in the year 1363.-On the eve of this day, says a recent traveller, we saw a curious ceremony at the Church of the Pilgrims; princesses and ladies of the first consequence washing the feet of female pilgrims, and afterwards attending them at supper. For the first, warm water was brought in large tubs or buckets: the ladies, dressed in black, tucked up their gowns, and girded themselves with napkins; after which they pulled off the stockings of the poor women, and, having placed their feet in the tubs, washed and rubbed them carefully, and then wiped them with the towels. When this was over, we were ushered into a grand sala, where long tables were laid out for supper. In a few minutes, a number of women entered, dressed as pilgrims, with staves in their hands, and bundles girt to their backs, and arranged themselves, standing round the table. It occurred to me, that this ceremony is a commemoration of the passover, which the Israelites ate hastily before their sudden departure from Egypt. The same ladies who had been employed in washing the feet, served the pilgrims at table, handing round macaroni, vegetables, and such other provisions as Lent permitted. Between the tables, at a convenient

distance, a long form was filled with spectators, many of whom were descanting upon the meritorious deeds of the princesses. A little Italian girl, who sat next me, observed, that' those ladies would obtain many indulgences;' in other words, they were earning a pardon for past offences). The ladies of the Buonaparte family particularly distinguished themselves in their observance of these ceremonies, We were next conducted into a long gallery, from whence we saw several cardinals going through the same ceremony with male pilgrims. The gentlemen of our party had permission to enter the room where they were, but we were only allowed to behold them at a distance.

On Holy Thursday, immediately after breakfast, we drove to St. Peter's, having first obtained tickets of admission, and went with the crowd to the door of the Sistine chapel, which did not open for half an hour; and then the squeezing and pushing became quite dreadful. At last, we all got in, and procured seats on high benches, erected on purpose for foreign ladies, the gentlemen standing below. The Pope and cardinals went through some ceremonies, and then passed on in procession, bearing the host to the Pauline chapel, where there is some ceremony of burying it, which I did not see, the crowd being too great for us to approach. As soon as the procession began to move, the people, eager to obtain a good situation for seeing, pressed forwards until repelled by the Swiss guards, who shouldered them unmercifully. Both to-day and yesterday, during the interval when the music ceased, there was a noise like the clashing of swords, to represent the Jews coming with swords and staves to take our blessed Lord. After burying the host, the Pope was carried up to a balcony, from whence he pronounced the blessing; which scene I also lost, having missed my party, and being pushed along by the crowd, I knew not whither, until I saw again the Pope carried through

the long galleries to the place where he washed the feet of thirteen pilgrims. The Pope prefaced this operation by reading a portion of Scripture in Latin, in a clear and audible voice. I believe that it was the narrative of our Lord washing the feet of his disciples, to set them an example of humility.

A kneeling cardinal presented to the Pope a silver basin, in which he dipped the towel, and slightly rubbed one foot of each pilgrim. After having witnessed this for a a few minutes, we all moved to the supper room, where the Pope was to attend the same pilgrims at table. We were fortunate in procuring good seats opposite, when the pilgrims came in and seated themselves on one side of the table. The Pope followed, and, as before, began by reading a portion of Scripture in Latin; he then advanced to the table, and served them with macaroni, soup, vegetables, sweetmeats, &c. and goblets of wine in abundance, all of which he first received from a cardinal on his knees. Every thing which is laid on the table becomes the property of the pilgrims, as the silver goblets, spoons, knives, forks, plates, napkins,&c. and the residue of the provisions. We waited until the conclusion, and then hastened on to the Pauline chapel, which was splendidly illuminated. The lights were beautifully disposed round a full-length picture of our Lord. Three Years' Residence in Italy. *16. 1746.-BATTLE OF CULLODEN.

[Written for Time's Telescope, by C. M.]
I left my blytbe and cozey hame,

My wife and bairnies a';
And I took the sword my father wore,

And sped wi' haste awa'.
I left my ain, my native hills,

When th' heather was in bloom ;
And now return to find a clad

In darkness and in gloom.

I left the happy, freshened seene

When summer's breath was there ;
But now I turn my steps and find

The winter bleak and bare :
But still the winter is to me

An emblem of my fate ;
A scathed trunk, a withered tree;

A scene laid desolate.
My wife was in the bloom of years;

My bairnies blythe and fair;
But soon the bitter saut, saut tear

Foretauled a heart o' care.
My wife is in her silent grave,

My bairnies by her side;
Houseless and cauld', they couldna thole

The winter's stormy tide.
The cottage on the lone bill-side;

The burnie wimpling by;
Where are they now ? bleak wa's are there-

A channel waste and dry !
I left them a', I tint the best,

For Charlie's kingly right;
And Oh! that on sae fair a hope

Should set sae dark a night!
But still I dinna mourn the cause

That made me lea' them a';
For Charlie's gude—for Charlie's sake

I yet could blythely fa’.
But now the lift is dim and dark,

That lately shone sae clear;
And I hae come to lay my banes
By wife and bairnies dear.

17.-GOOD FRIDAY. Holy Friday, or the Friday in Holy Week, was its more ancient and general appellation; the name

1 The Duke of Cumberland allowed his army to proceed to great excesses, after the decisive battle of Culloden, in order to quench the enterprising spirit of the unfortunate highlanders, who had joined the standard of Prince Charles. He spread havoc and devastation through the whole extent of the highlands; burned down the cottages, and turned out the families amid the severities of winter, which is doubly felt in these mountainous parts, without the smallest shelter or support, to perish with cold and hunger.- See · Memoirs of the Rebellion, by L'Abbe Johnstone, Aid-de-Camp to Lord George Murray,' and others.

Good Friday is peculiar to the English Church. Some singular customs, on this day, are recorded in T.T. for 1826, p. 69. See also T.T. for 1827, pp. 94-100

The propensity of the Jews, in the early period of our history, to steal boys, and afterwards, on Good Friday, to crucify them, has been doubted by some authors. The circumstance which occurred at Norwich is so well authenticated as to be beyond suspicion. It is recorded in the Saxon Chronicle (A.D. 1137), New Legend, London, 1516, Fabian, Holingshed, &c.; and the site of the church that was dedicated to Saint William still remains. In the reign of King Stephen, the Jews of Norwich, dwelling in Abraham's Hall (in the Old Hay-market), seized on a boy, named William, who was son of Wenstan, by Elwina, the daughter of Wulward, a priest, and was bound to a tanner in Norwich. On the approach of Easter these Jews enticed him to their houses, where he underwent the several punishments inflicted on our Lord. On Good Friday they crucified him with great torment, wounding him in his left side; and on Easter-day they put the body into a sack and carried it to a wood, about one mile north-east of Norwich, on Mushill Heath, to bury it; but as they entered the wood, Eilward, a burgess of Norwich, saw them, and silently followed them out of curiosity to know what they had got; and coming near, he perceived it was a human body; but they, discovering him, and fearing they should be taken, fled into the thickest part of the wood, and then hung up the body on a tree, and, returning home, took counsel with the rest of the Jews, and went to the sheriff, and proinised him a hundred marks if he would free them from their danger. The sheriff immediately sent for Eilward, and forced him to swear that so long as he or the sheriff lived he would never accuse the Jews, or discover the fact; but about five years afterwards, when he lay on his death-bed, affrighted with the

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