fpeaking of a lady unfuccefsful, fays, Sure, now that the bones have failed, fhe will try fomething else." This is, we fear, rather too intelligible.

Having faid thus much, we hope not with too much feverity, we shall give a fhort scene or two, and leave our readers to form their own conclusion.

Enter PINK.

Pink. Your devoted, Mam'felle! I'm quite fortunate in meeting with you, for I feldom can stir abroad.-'Pon my foul, we perfons of fashion have a fad time of itmuch fplendour, but no rest.

Mad. I fhould tink de valet to Captain Daffodil be no great trouble, but grand plaifir.

Pink. Ah, Ma'mfelle! you know not half my woe! I'm but the fhadow of the Pink that I was, when I went into his fervice.-Up all night--put from fleep even in the morning, when he comes home in bad humour-becaufe uninvited to a ball, or having loft money;-then all the rainy morning forc'd to fag after Jew-brokers-tell lies to tradefmen-carry billet-doux to women of quality-then hurry, hurry home again to drefs him for St. James's-ftreet: far the life of a hackney-coach horse.

better

Mad. Captain Daffodil be fo pretty a man, he fure never vant money-de great lady give him plenty.

Pink. Why, fome of them pay him for his attendance pretty well ;-there is Lady Bonton-ah, Ma'mfelle, I fuppofe you know how matters ftand at Bonton- House ?

Mad. It be de grandeft affemblée in town-grand faro-and petit foupé, très gallant,

Pink. I wish that was all ;-but we that are in the fecret, are quite diftreft at present. -Pon my foul, I fear, they'll fhut up shop -Lady Bonton has had a curfed bid run;Lady Va-tout has touch'd her for a devilish large fum. [Looking at his watch.] But I muft tear myself away, for it's near twelve; the Captain will be ringing-I must run.

Mad. No, no; pray, Monfieur Pink, do tell me more of de grand monde to tell my pupil-now the go to thine in it.

Pink. 'Pon my foul, the Captain will be quite frantic, if I fhould be absent when he awakes:-to go out in the morning, I drefs him en demi coquette-then before dinner, 1 finish him off in high ftyle, en prince; but after dinner comes the harder. task of all!

on the whisker, and half on the curl, I must put on loofely a little rouge, as if it had been left there by a lady's cheek.-Then his coat here I must powder with the most natural appearance, as if it had been done by a lady's having fainted in his arms; and if all is not done to his mind, the poor Pink has a devil of a life.

Mad. Aha! fo Captain Daffy not have a fine lady to do all dis for him?

Pink. No, no; he only wishes that it fhould be thought they do-that pleases a beau ten times better than it's really being fo.

Mad. But dere is Mr. Macpharo, not he tink fo.-Ah! he be de grand fine looking man!-He make de ladies hearts go pit a pat !

Pink. To fay the truth of it, he is the only friend the Captain has,-who feems formed to please you Ladies--for he makes no fufs about it; yet, loves a pretty girl in his foul.

Mad. Ver furprising, dat de English women love to have in public, what de French always with to have en privacy.

Pink. Thofe ladies who wish to be at the

height of Ton, like to be followed by the men, for nothing but vanity.-But that don't prevent the fly fellows, like Macpharo, from faring as well in London, as any Englishman does at Paris.

Mad. He be fine fellow-make game of every body.

Pink. That is his bufinefs, you know; he gave it out when he came from Ireland, that, he was defcended from the Kings of Ireland; --and I do believe there was this family likeness among them-that neither of them had a Crown in their poffeffion,

Mad. Ha ha! but he now be ver rich! Pink. He is none of Pharaoh's lean kine; he has made a devilish large fortune by duping fools.-A young Buck of fortune takes a pride in boafting his loffes, and thinks it gives him an air of fashion, being without a guinea, but what cofts him twelve thillings in the pound to borrow from a Jew broker.

Mad. Ha, ha, ha! if Lord Ormond marry. dis Lady Clairville, I will try to get dis Macpharo for my charge.

Pink. Adieu, Ma'mfelle! I must force myfelf away-Il fly to you the first spare moment, to attend you to the masked ball. [Exit Pink.

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Daffodil.

Daf. [Laughing.] I pofitively don't believe one word of that marriage.

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Omnes. Ha, ha, ha!

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Daf. Lord, they don't know that me! I must tell it- Oh, yes, I will. Vill. She is all innocence; but it is only fuch characters that awaken malice,

Mac. Pon my confcience, now, I think it not probable that he went there for nothing at all at all; and as for defamation, I think it is you who defame Bonton, by fuppofing that the preferved her purity in fuch a fituation.

Vill. If fhe was in fuch a fituation.

Daf. But be affured, that all of you are mifinformed, to my certain knowledge. He, be, he!

Mrs. Ten. Sir, I must be right; I had it from one who was prefent.

Vill. Pray, what were the confequences of the detection?

Mrs. Ten. The ufual ones; impudence on the part of her Ladyship; rage on that of her Lord; and fresh business for Doctors Com

mons.

Mac. Pho, pho! there you are out of the ftory again. Raymond was not fo vulgar as to be in a rage: no no; he, like a man of fashion, afked pardon for intruding, faid he had mistaken the room, hoped to fee Bonton at dinner, and finging-Trumpete, trumpete, tra, tra, tra, he walked coolly down ftairs.

Daf. All a mistake-He, he he! If you will force me to fpeak, I will tell you, for it foon will be known. 'Pon my foul, it was vaftly unfortunate-He, he, he! - But it was I who was detected with Lady Raymond.

Mac. You; no, no, Daffy; this is one of your own puffs, my boy.

Daf. I vow that it is true. I chanced to be with Lady Raymond in a room at Madame Commode's when that old blundering fellow, Bonton, chofe that very time and place to pay his court to Clara. Lord Raymond, who, you know, is too fashionable to be jealous of his wife, or defirous of meeting ber, was in queft of his mistress; and by ill luck he ftumbled upon us in the most ridiculous fitua

tion fhut up in a clothes prefs-He, he, he! Omnes. Is it poffible!

Mrs. Ten. Molt probably it is fo, for the vile world is fo ill-natur'd, I don't believe half what I hear.

Vill. Madam, Madam! it were a wicked world indeed, if one believed half what you Lay.

Mys, Ten. In truth, I only repeat what I hear, to gain information. Heaven knows, I pity the poor things: but I hope the flur will now be cleared up between Ormond and Lady Clairville.

Daf. Oh, that in a little time will speak for itself. He, he, he !

Mrs. Ten. Ha! I thought there was a caufe for the long cloak laft time I faw her.

Vill. [To Daffodil.] Sir, 1 defire you may never more dare to mention that Lady's name. When fuch things as thou art fuffered to prate, no wonder characters thus bleed.

Mac. Hold, Villiers; you know, Sir, killing is his trade.

Vill. And the murdering female reputation, all the flaughter he has ever committed.

Mac. Faith, I do believe it is the only way by which Daffy has ever fignalized himself. Ha, ha, ha! But fure you can't, at least, accufe him of ufing sharp weapons.

Vill. No, his wit has no point.
Omnes. Ha, ha, ha!

Mac. By the Lord Harry, he minds me of firing with an empty piftol; he aims, but cannot bit.

Vill. If he has no joke in his converfation, at leaft his character and figure affords one every where.

Omnes. Ha, ha, ha!

Daf. Lord, Sir, how vaftly rude !-there would be an end of all polite converfation, if one dared not repeat private anecdotes. Vill. Thefe peftilential recorders of scandal are not to be endured. [Exit Villiers.

Omnes. Ha, ha, ha! Mrs. Ten. But let us go inquire after the Raymonds, and haften to the masquerade, to caution fociety against these profligate, unprincipled creatures! [Exeunt

This feene, which by the bye is one of the beft in the piece, has a refemblance to the School for Scandal too ftriking to be thought fortuitous.

obliges us to fay, that almoft the fole merit On the whole, we are forry our duty which Lady Wallace can claim from her play is, its intention.

Rules

THE first part of this little work furnishes many excellent hints on the fubject of which it treats, and evidently appears to be the work of a Master in the art. Its ufe is not confined to Caricaturas merely, but may in our judgment be extended to portrait-painting in general, with very great advantage. The follow ing fhort extract will give fome idea of the author's manner.

"The fculptors of ancient Greece feem to have diligently obferved the forms and proportions conftituting the European ideas of beauty; and upon them to have formed their ftatues. Thefe measures are to be met with in many drawing-books. A flight deviation from them, by the predominancy of any feature, conftitutes what is called Character, and ferves to difcriminate the owner thereof, and to fix the idea of identity. This deviation, or peculiarity, aggravated, forms Carica

tura.

"On a flight investigation it would feem almost impoffible, confidering the small number of features compofing the human face, and their general fimilarity, to furnifh a fufficient number of characterising diftinctions to difcriminate one man from another; but when it is feen what an amazing alteration is produced by enlarging one feature, diminishing another, encreafing or leffening their diftance, or by any ways varying their proportion, the power of combination will appear infinite.

Caricaturifts fhould be careful not to overcharge the peculiarities of their subjects, as they would thereby become hideous inftead of ridiculous, and instead of laughter excite horror. It is therefore always Deft to keep within the bounds of probability. Uglinefs, according to our local idea, may be divided into genteel and vulgar. The difference between thele kinds of ugliness feems to be, that the former is pofitive or redundant, the latter wanting or negative. Convex faces, prominent features, and large aquiline nofes, though differing much from beauty, fill give an air of dignity to their owners; whereas concave faces, flat, fnub, or broken noses, always ftamp a meanness and vulgarity. The one feems to have paffed through the limits of beauty, the other never to have arrived at them: the ftraight or rightlined face, which was nearly the Grecian character of beauty, being a medium between the negative of vulgar, and the redundancy of genteel uglinefs. Perhaps this idea may arife from our early impreffions received from the portraits of the famous men of antiquity, most of whom, except Socrates, are depicted with prominent features or aquiline nofes. The portraits of the twelve Cæfars have caused the aquiline nofe to be ftyled Roman."

The Effay on Comic Painting is good for nothing. The ideas are trite, and tritically expreffed.

THIS is a Tour which any man, with the affiftance of Kearfley's PocketCompanion, might make by his fire-fide. We fhrewdly fufpect our ingenious voyager has never navigated in any other machine than a Gravefend tilt-boat. He frequently attempts the pathetic elegance of Sterne, but with what fuccefs thofe who recollect Lefevre and Maria will decide, from comparing them with the following extract, which, by the bye, is dragged forcibly into the Tour for no

other reafon that we can discover than that the Slave-Trade is now an object of public attention.

A FRAGMENT. "The noon-tide beam fhot ferventapart from his companions in toil lay VOL. XIII.

Zorindar, the Moor-The hour of ceflation from bodily labour was to him the hour of mental fatigue-Recollection became his task-master!—It heid out to him the eminence of his birth, and his prefent ftation-the ignominious fervices of flavery, and his fubmiffion to them-the glories of freedom, and the impoffibility of attaining it :-Morality could prefent no philofophic fhield to an untutored African.-Alas! his were not moral chains -which could occafionally be relaxedNor could religion avail more-the God of Zorindar was not the God of refignation!-Should he deftroy himself?-the ireful Deity whom he adored might devote him, in that far diftant country beyond the mountains of Ethiopia, (where the coward and the warrior after this life

were to retire) to endless flavery-for having died a flave!-Should he abjure this Deity—where could he find another? -That fplendid luminary, whofe cheering influence has raised him up temples in the breafts of millions, was not to him an object of adoration.-Was he not an aggravation of and a witnefs to his calamities?-The placid emprefs of the night could claim no homage here—she deprived him of that darkness which fhould veil his fhame!-the preffure of the prefent calamity became intolerable, and Defpair fuggefted-that there might not be an hereafter !—Let not science in future vaunt its infidelity as a fingular and fublime fpeculation-it pervaded the brea of the unlettered Zorindar-the

uplifted fteel was about to plunge the wretched African into hapless certainty, when the hand of Benignus arrefted his arm-Zorindar was the property of Benignus!-Being of infinite juftice!in whofe hands are the fcales of eternal rectitude-fanctionest thou the claim of man on his like ?-Shall that free-agency, which alone renders him amenable to thy behefts, be wrested from him to further the views of fordid avarice?-Wilt not thou be extreme to mark the offences of thofe who would deprive thee of-the free-will offering of the heart?-Surely thou wilt.”—But enough of this-if our readers think with us, fomewhat too much.

ΤΗ HE circumftances of the prefent times referred to in the title of this play, are the abuses exifting in the African Slave Trade, and the endeavours of the disinterested part of the nation to procure the abolition of it.

"When the attempt (fays Dr. Ferriar, in his preface) to abolith the African Slave Trade commenced in Manchester, fome active friends of the cause imagined, that by affembling a few of the principal topics, in a dramatic form, an impreffion might be made on perfons negligent of imple reafening. The magnitude of a crime, by difperfing our perceptions, fometimes leaves nothing in the mind but a cold fenfe of disapprobation. We talk of the deftruction of millions with as little emotion, and as little accuracy of comprehenfion, as of the diftances of the planets. But when those who hear with ferenity, of depopulated coats, and exhaufted nations, are led by tales of domeftic mifery to the fources of public evil, their feelings act with not lefs violence for being kindled by a fingle spark. Wren they are told of the pangs of an innocent creature, forced to a foreign country, in want of every thing, and in abjection to an imperious ftranger; of the angaih caufed by violated ties, and uncheck'd brutality; of the mother fainting under her task, and unable to fupply her eglected infants of the aged abandoned to want; and the fick compelled to exerLon, by the lath; nature will rife up with anton, and own her relation to the fuf

"The story of Oroonoko appeared particularly adapted to this purpose, by its authenticity, as well as its pathetic incidents. To fupply the reflections naturally arifing in its progrefs, and to furnifh fentiments, which, however characteriftic, had escaped the dramatic attempts of Southern and Hawkefworth, has been my task.

"In a caufe like the prefent, it is lefs neceffary to reafon than to defcribe; for when the facts are once prefented, honett and uncorrupted natures can at once decide on their complexion. There needs no ghoft come from the grave' to deternine between right and wrong, on evidence that makes the virtuous tremble, and that has long difgraced the cajoling panegyrifts of the humanity of the age.

"The time is at last come, when the praife of humanity will no longer be an empty found. Whatever may be the fuccefs of the prefent efforts for terminating this difgraceful traffic, the fentiments of the people will still be inimical to the tyranny and oppreffion which it produces; they will fill delire the relief of their unfortunate African brethren; and steadily defiring, they will in the end obtain it. They will exhibit to the philofopher and hiftorian, a new and magnificent spectacle; that of a great people extending, with unexampled liberality, the liberty which they have fo dearly purchased, to the most injured, and moit unrefilting of the human race. This is a merit beyond all Greek and Roman praife; a merit which will endear the English name to

pofterity,

pofterity, and obliterate the difgrace of baffled armies, and divided empire."

So much for the plan: as to the execution, we can only lay, that it has feldom

been the fate of an old play to fall into the hands of a man of fo much taste and poetical skill as the author of this alteration.

In ever work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend;

And if the means be just and conduct true, Applaufe, in fpite of trivia! fauls, is due."

So fays Pope, and fo fays the motto

to the little Drama before us, which, ifreally (as announced in the preface) the production of a girl who 66 at the early age of thirteen endeavoured to fcrape an acquaintaince with the Mufes," is a very promifing coup d'effai; nor would the friends of the young lady have been guilty of much hyperbole had they, as a fecond motto, added from the fame poet,

"Ilifp'd the numbers, for the numbers came."

In the fongs, as well as in the dialogue, we difcover fomething more than a mere dawn of merit ; nor do we think much reasonable objection can be made to the conduct of the plot. The characters, indeed, are not all fo nicely

difcriminated as we could wish; but, every thing confidered, this is a venial offence against the laws of dramatic propriety. With one character we confefs ourfelves not a little pleased-we mean the character of Charlotte, the heroine of the piece, who at first appears before us in propria perfona, as an arch, fprightly girl; who next comes forward as a gallant Scotch officer, fpeaking in all its native purity the broad dialect of Rofsfhire; and who laftly, to wind up the plot, affumes the character of a feeble, fuperannuated female cottager.

That there are many faults in the piece, more than what Pope calls " trivial," candour must admit. But were thofe faults ten times more grofs than they in reality are, they ftill would not diminish the praife due to the attention that has apparently been paid to the education of the young lady.-With a continuance of fuch cultivation, Mifs Rofs may one day rife to excellence; and happy will we always be in contributing our aid, even as critics, to fmoothe he path to it for her.

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our Magazine for March we gav Mr. Hargrave's Notes on Entails and Deaneries. His annotation on the fubject of the Dispensing Power is peculiarly in terefting.

By the bill of rights, 1. W. & M. it was declared, that, from the then feffion of parliament, no difpenfation with any statute fhould be valid, unlefs fuch ftatute allows it, and except in fuch cases as should be fpecially provided for the then feffion. 1. W. & M. feff. 2. c. 2. f. 12. The occafion of this

excellent provifion was the equally extravagant and unwarrantable exercife of the dif penfing power by James the fecond, who, having procured the fanction of a judicial opinion to a difpenfation with the test act in favour of Sir Edward Hales, madly proceeded to a fufpenfion of the principal laws for the fupport of the established religion; an excefs, in which, monftrous as it was, feveral of the judges, to the great fcandal of Westminster-hall, gave him countenance, the priests of the temple of juftice treacher

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