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But hark! quick steps approach! Oh! words most dear!
What welcoine news my faithful Maries bear !*
The trial's o'er-and innocence prevails !
While Mary's heart its proud acquittal hails.
My noblest subjects met to try the cause,
And o'er the charge in anxious conference pause;
But found each conscious, dark accuser fled!
Thence a new brightness beams round Bothwell's head :
Nor will the cowards who attack'd his fame,
By aught of valourous deed redeem their shame;
Both well in vain now dares them to the field,
With truth his armour, innocence his shield.
Trembling they shrink before the high appeal,
And all the terror guilt can teach them feel.
Then now shall Bothwell in this welcome hour
Receive new honours from his Sovereign's power ;
And when I go, in conscious injury bold,
The assembled council of my rcalm to hold,

SIR,—Although I trust to be shortly with you, yet have I thought good to write somewhat in the mean time. I had no audience before this day (8th March, 1566-7), which was after I had dined with my Lord of Murray, who was accompanied with my Lord Chancellor (Huntley), the Earl of Argyle, my Lord Bothwell, and the Laird of Livingstone (Secretary Maitland.) I found the Queen's Majesty in a dark chamber, so I could not see her face, but by her words she seemed very doleful, and did accept my Sovereign's letters and message in a very thankful manner, as I trust will appear by her answer, which I hope to receive in two days, and I think will tend to satisfy the Queen's Majesty as much as this present can permit, not only for the Treaties of Ireland, but also the Treaty of Leith,' Touching news, I can write no more than is written by others. I find great suspicions, and no proof, nor appearance of apprehension. Yet, although I am made believe, I shall, or I depart hence, receive some information. My Lord of Lennox hath sent to request the Queen, that such persons as were named in the bill (placard) should be taken. Answer is made him, that if he or any will stand to the accusation of any of them, it shall be done ; but not by the virtue of the bill or his request. I look to hear what will come from him to that point. ' His lordship is among his friends beside Glasgow, where he thinketh himself safe enough, as a map of his told me. I see no troubles at present, nor the appearance thereof, but a general misliking amongst the Commons, and some others, which the detestable murder of their King, a shame as they suppose to the whole nation. Tbe preachers say, and pray openly to God, that it will please him both to reveal and revenge it, exhorting all men to prayers and repentance.

Your most bounden to obey,

H. KYLLYGREW.-Chalmers, p. 209. If it was wrong in the Queen to receive Bothwell at the period mentioned in -the above 'letter, surely it was equally so in the first nobles of the land ; and Mary could not but be confirmed in her opinion of Bothwell's ionocence by their conduct on this occasion. * "

“ Mary of Guise (Mary's mother) had pursued with her daughter the plan she had seen successfully pursued in the Royal Family of France, of establishing in the Court a little school, of which all the members should be equally associated as sister pupils. For this purpose she selected four girls, nearly of her daughter's age, each bearing the name of Mary, of whom the first was Mary Beaton, a neice of the Cardinal; the second, Mary Fleming, the daughter of Lord Fleming; the third was Mary Livingston, whose father was one of the curators of the Queen's person; the fourth was Mary Seaton, whose father, Lord Seaton, was faithfully devoted to the Royal Family.”—Miss Benger's Life of Mary, p. 55.

These ladies were long the faithful companions of their unfortunate mistress.

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Bothwell shall bear the symbol of command,
And Scotland's sceptre fill his faithful hand."
But Oh! what agony to mix with those
Whose hearts against me base suspicions close,
Or who by falsehood's darker power delight
My fame, my hope, my happiness to blight;
Though I their meaning still disdain to see,
Nor own scorn's daring finger points at me.
Ah! could ambition's restless sons but know
What thorns are twin'd around a Sovereign's brow,
How would they shun-the desolating scene,
Where struts that splendid wretch, a King or Queen !
Yet once with joy I bore that envied name,
'Twas when a child I first to Gallia came,
For, well you know, so Henry's power ordain’d,
My presence everywhere the slave unchain'd! +
Then my young heart with virtuous triumph-burn'd,
Since wheresoe'er my royal footsteps turn'd,
Lo! at my sight, the dungeons op'd to day,
Not fading flowers, but blessings mark'd my way.
And pining captives, at my word releas’d,
With lauding lips my regal train increas’d,
From wretches sav'd from death my welcome came,
For want's pale victims learnt to hail my name;
And, while their shouts arose in loud excess,
J bless'd the rank that gave the means to bless,
Nor thought my lips would e'er deplore the day
That to my hand should give unbounded sway;
But pleas'd the learning you enjoin'd I shared,
And my young mind for:power supreme prepared..
Yet even then 'twas mine with boding heart,
Back from the world's vain joys awhile to start,
And leave that cloister with unwilling feet, #
Where pure religion held her shelter'd seat.
Brief! but blest hours! when, in that sacred dome,
With holy sisters Mary found a home;,

* « Bothwell on that occasion carried the sceptre before the Queen, a circum. stance this which has given occasion to calumnious remark, as if the sceptre might not have been placed in his band by Secretary Maitland, as a cause of censure."-Chalmers, p. 214.

I am sorry to differ with Mr. Chalmers, but I must beg leave to observe, that I think it quite consistent with Mary's generous indignation, and usually spirited conduct when her feelings were wounded and her dignity offended, to give the extremest possible proot of her resentment of a wrong offered to any one she loved, and of her conviction that the object so beloved had been grossly injured. I, therefore, believe that she chose to give the sceptre to the hand of Bothwell.

+"She found herself, by Henry's orders, invested with the sacred prerogatives of Sovereignty. To whatever place she came, after her arrival at Brest, the prison gates were opened to all criminals, save those convicted of heresy and treason; and for her sake the most miserable outcasts were restored to life, to hope, to liberty."-See Miss Benger, p. 122. I “Mary was placed with her Maries in a convent, dedicated, says Conæus to

“ the Virgio, in which were usually placed girls of royal and illustrious descent." “ She was there subjected to strict rules of discipline, and regularly accustomed to join the suns in their devotional exercises and ascetic humiliations; and so readily did she comply with whatever was required by her spiritual directors, that they began to cherish ambitious hopes of the royal popil, and to boast that she had a religious vocation."--" The pups officiously proclaimed their convic


When my young voice I learnt in choirs to raise,
With timid zeal breath'd forth my Maker's praise,
From saints and martyrs my examples sought,
Practis'd wbate'er severe ascetics taught;
And mortal Sovereigns view'd as empty things,
While bow'd to earth before the King of kings!
Oh! that I now could seek those walls once more ;
Again, lov'd France !. behold thy matchless shore !
Not to that throne whence I by death was hurld-
Not to the pleasures of the passing world
Would I retum. I for that cloister pine,
Where once to watch, to weep, to pray was mine!
Where more I wish'd, though yet untried the scene,
To die a martyr than to live a Queen.
But fate impelld me from the convent's walls
To scenes of turmoil and to regal halls;
Bade me as Scotland's Queen to ruin run,
And here be Queen and martyr both in one.
Visions of danger, and of death away!
Nor swell the terrors of the present day!
But though destructive storms may round me blow,
I'll ne'er to seek inglorious shelter gun
Nor court, whatever ills may o'er me come,
The selfish safety of the cloister'd dome,
For my child's sake I'll every danger dare,
The royal robes, though lin'd with scorpions, wear;
Still grasp the sceptre though its touch impart
Torpedo thrills of anguish through my heart;
And, be that heart by man's injustice riven,
I'll clasp the cross and trust protecting Heaven.

tion, that the little Mary Stuart would be a Saint upon earth.”_" The King, not Jiking the suggestion, demanded that his daughter-in-law should be transferred to apartments in the palace.”

" According to Conæus the execution of this mandate drew from Mary more tears than she had shed on leaving Scotland.”—See Miss Benger's Life of Mary, pp. 181, 182.


Oh! there is a thought that will sting us to madness!

A pang that once felt can be never forgot ;
A grief that surpasses all others in sadness,

Alas! I have felt it, ah 1 would I had not.
Oh! yes, 'tis to find that our life's dream is past,

No sunshine of bliss to illumine the shore ;
Dark, dark is the path, and with sorrow o'ercast ;

And Hope, the sweet cherub, can datter no more.






Paris. more particularly those in the Palais My Dear Marquis,

Royal, decked out in a rich variety Tuough in the expectation of showy merchandize, while crowds which I had formed of the supposed' were thronging into them in order prevalence of general gaiety in pri- to supply themselves with the prevate society I have been much dis., sents expected by their respective appointed, I find myself indemni- friends, for this is an indispensable fied by the cheerful appearance of duty; and, if nothing better can be the streets of Paris.

afforded, a plate of oranges, or a box The festivities of your church are of bons-bons, testifies the good wishes again kept as fêtes, and the very of those whose circumstances are name of a fête seems quite sufficient such as to prevent their making a to rouse the native vivacity of the more costly offering. The milliners French into all its wonted exube- on this occasion displayed, all the rance. The first occasion on which whims and novelties of the prevail. I witnessed one of these scenes of ing fashions, and their counters national hilarity was on the arrival were covered with laces and silks, of the Jour de l'An, or, as we as well as with gold and silver tiscall it, New Year's Day. In Eng- sues, tastefully arranged and recomland, children, tradesmen's boys, mended to the attention of their watchmen, postmen, and milkmen, visitors. The jewellers, goldsmiths, under the name of Christmas-box and watchmakers, exhibited every (a name derived from the box, which, possible specimen of expensive trinin ancient times, was carried round ket and ingenious machinery. In at this season to collect the contri- the glass-shops were seen the most butions of the affluent for the relief beautiful proofs of the perfection to of the poor,) exact from us an an- which the manufactory has lately nual oblation; so in France, I am been brought in France; and in one told, persons of every description of these depôts I observed, among make a practice to begin the year other curiosities, a flight of stairs, with making presents to all those every part of which was made of to whom they are attached by the that brittle material. The pastryties of blood, or by those of friend- cooks, who apparently had more ship; while such marks of good-will custom than any of their neighbours, are often extended to the commonest offered an ample choice of cakes in acquaintance.

every possible shape, and a still I arrived here not long before the greater abundance of sugar-plums, 1st of January, and, on the morning containing printed mottos, devices, of that day, a gentle tap at the door and appropriate verses. of the room in which I was dressing chasers and spectators formed, themdrew my attention, and when I de selves, no trifling addition to this sired the person who knocked to lively scene; and, while the whole walk in, I was surprised by an un- town appeared to be pouring out its expected visit from the young and population in all directions, the pretty daughter of my landlord, who Palais Royal continued, from the was elegantly dressed on the occa, dawn of day till a late hour at night, sion, and carried in her hand a nose. to be so thronged with persons of gay formed of such few flowers as both sexes, and of all ages, condiconld be collected at that season ; of tions, and nations of the earth, that which, avec toute la grace françoise, it was a task of extreme difficulty to she requested my acceptance as her make one's way through the motley etrenne, or New Year's Gift. When multitude there assembled. Some I went into the streets I found all came to make bona fide purchases, the shops in this great city, and some were seeking adventures, some

The purwere watching for an opportunity selves of the privilege by assuming of picking the pockets of their richer various characters. Among harleneighbours, some were viewing with quins, columbines, mountebanks, anenvious eye those tempting baubles lawyers, sailors, &c. &c. a fellow, which they could not afford to pur- dressed as an English aid-de-camp, chase, and all were busily employed. made his appearance, riding on the In the evening, the ci-devant Theatre neck of a half-starved horse, andweardes Varietés, now converted into a ing a blue great coat, with a red sash, coffee-house and splendidly lighted, and a low cocked hat and feather, was thrown open to the public; while over which he held an umbrella sasa a theatrical exhibition was presented pended : he was followed by anon the stage, for the amusement of other mask also on horseback, who the constantly increasing, crowds, personated an English groom. 1 who came thither to finish their day. am grieved to say, that nothing They were seated in different parts seemed to please the crowds so much of the room, taking tea, coffee, ices, as these caricatures of the British; lemonade, and punch; and formed and this is not the first time that I the most picturesque groups imagin. have had occasion to remark, with able.

regret, how greedily your country. A different kind of ceremony was men seize every opportunity of atobserved on the 21st of the same tempting to throw ridicule on the month (January,) when in expiation family of John Bull; it must be of the murder of Louis XVI. (of confessed, that in the immense numwhich this day is the anniversary) bers of idle wanderers from our a solemn mass was performed for the shores, not a few afford ample marepose of his soul, and other reli- terials for the pencil of your caricagious rites, at the Cathedral Church turists. So prodigious were the of St. Denys. The members of the multitudes which this sight had Royal Family all attended on the attracted, that all the vigilance of occasion, and I saw them go by in the police proved insufficient to pregreat state, filling two carriages, vent the occurrence of serious accieach drawn by six horses, and es

and I saw an unfortunate corted by a detachment of cavalry. boy (who had been either trampled They were followed by several pri- on by the crowd or run over by a vate equipages, all with four horses, carriage,) conveyed senseless on a and attended by servants in court hurdle to the hospital. Finding liveries. I cannot think that your that, on a moderate calculation, half government displays its accustomed the inhabitants of Paris had come prudence in thus re-calling to the abroad to view the show, I imagined mind of the people, that the death that what they came to see must be of Louis XVI. still rankles in the splendid indeed; and my expectamind of his surviving relatives. tions were increased by hearing on The Parisians even on such an oc- all sides, “ avez vous vu le beuf casion could not restrain their pro- gras?” while he who could answer pensity to indulge in badinage, and the question in the affirmative, seemit was said, in allusion to this cere- ed to become a person of no little mony, “ Autrefois on jouoit les EAUX importance, and to be considered as à St. Cloud, à présent on joue les os an object of envy. Much therefore à St. Denys."

was I disappointed, when, after On Murdi-gras (or, as we call it, waiting for some hours in the Place Shrove Tuesday,) that holiday was Vendome, I saw the procession pass kept in a livelier manner. All Pa- through that fine square. It began ris was in motion at an early hour; with a party of gens d'armes on the streets and public walks, and horseback, (for I find nothing can particularly the Boulevards, were be done here without the presence crowded with pedestrians, eques- of the military,) and they were fol. trians, and persons in equipages of lowed by a band of musicians, clad every sort and kind, from the smart in fantastic dresses, who, as they English barouche to the old country marched along, played the popular cabriolet. Masks were permitted air of “ Vive Henri IV." Then by the police to be worn on this day, came a corps of ancient warriors; and many of the mob availed them- wearing coats of mail, and helmets


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