savage domain of nature. Among these rude yet beautiful tints the eye reposes on successive chains of snow peaks and aërial glaciers, tinged with multifarious colours, and glittering like diamonds in the sun. To view these dazzling heights, and to experience the desire of exploring at leisure their wild and dangerous recesses, which few, even of the natives, ever behold, is generally the same thing. But magnificent as they are, when thus clothed with sunshine, as with a garment, these aspiring mountains seem invested, with tenfold grandeur when black storms settle upon them, when loud thunder is heard bellowing above, and the red forked lightning flashes, with terrific brightness, between their peaks. Few of the pleasures derived from the contemplation of brute matter can equal that of watching the progress of an Alpine tempest. The gloom which suddenly overcasts the whole landscape appears to cast its influence over the soul. Stillness, and a silence which may be felt, brood over all things. The clouds, actuated by some invincible laws, hurry from all quarters towards one particular spot, as if endued with consciousness, and inspired by a secret propensity to be present at the catastrophe. A few heavy, scattered rain-drops now begin to fall. The lightning flashes, the thunder mutters in the distance. At length the latter becomes louder, the former more brilliant; the flashes and increasing peals succeed each other with redoubled rapidity, until the clouds are weighed down to the earth, and the whole terminates in a deluge of rain.

Beneath our feet, on the east bank of the brawling Veveye, is the cottage in which William Hazlitt, attracted thither by the magic eloquence of Rousseau, passed six months of his unfortunate career. Beyond, at the

extremity of the town, towards La Tour-de-Peil, is the house of Edmund Ludlow, who though constantly menaced by the assassin's dagger, wore away, at Vevey, the remains of an active enthusiastic life; and, extended like a map beneath the eye, is the whole scene of that portion of the "Nouvelle Heloise," in which the purest natures may safely take an interest, which describes the loves of Julie, while she was yet an object worthy of love. On the opposite side of the lake is Meillerie, from the rocks above which Saint-Preux gazed, in temporary exile, at the dwelling of the Baron d'Etanges, and whither he was afterwards driven, with Madame de Wolmar, in a small boat, by an Alpine storm.

Returning to the top of Mont Chardonne itself, we find, in one of the most delightful situations that can be conceived, a chalet, surrounded partly by mouldering woods, partly by pasture grounds, occupying the site of a portion of the ancient forest. All these fields, when I visited the spot, were clothed in the fresh verdure of spring, thickly enamelled with flowers. Several large pines, recently felled, served me and my young companions as seats, and here we ate our mountain fare, fanned by fresh breezes, which finely tempered the heat of the sun, and recounting, as we ate, the various little incidents which had occurred during the ascent. By making round the north-eastern side of the mountain, the summit may be attained, with much less labour, than by climbing up directly from the margin of the Veveye; but half the pleasure would be thus lost, for besides that chalets and farm-houses frequently occur on this side, we miss all the beautiful views that may be enjoyed from the steeper ascent.

GARDEN HONNEUR

GENEALOGICAL MEMOIR OF LADY

HANMER.

THE family of Hanmer has held its residence at the place of its own name, situated within the Hundred of Mailor, in the county of Flint, from a period as remote as any to which the records of the private property of the country extend. Camden, in speaking of the town of Hanmer, thus expresses himself:-" Nor remains anything to be mentioned except Hanmer, seated by a lake or mere, whence an ancient and honourable family that dwells there took their surname."

In the reign of Edward I., SIR JOHN DE HANMERE, Knt., assumed the name of Hanmer. Like other large proprietors on the borders, he was a supporter of the English interest, and early in the same reign was appointed Constable of Caernarvon Castle. He had three sons: Owen, surnamed Joch, David, and Philip. OWEN succeeded his father in the second year of Edward II.,