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juft refentment for "wanton attacks;" but this resentment does not betray him into any strains of fcurrility.-He expreffes himself fometimes with a warmth which, on his fubject, is not unnatural; but, at the fame time, he conducts himself with an officer-like delicacy, on the whole. Indeed, no vehemence of ftyle could be half so severe, as the plain facts which are on very many occafions opposed to the reasoning and assertions of Colonel Tarleton.

Mr. Mackenzie, though his ftyle is not always ftrictly correct and grammatical, yet on the whole writes with propriety, perfpicuity, and eafe; and conveys his ideas to the minds of his readers with equal vigour and precifion; which is his object, but which is, indeed, the first quality of ftyle and manner in compofition. We meet with frequent fallies of humour in this writer. For example: Having enume rated names and actions which a gentle man who undertook to write an History of the Southern Campaigns of 1780 and, 1781 fhould have known and recorded, he fays, [p. 29.] "But let us follow our author to his own atchievements, where no charge of omiffion can poffibly be brought against him."-Having specified eight different places in Colonel Tarleton's publication, in which, although he often paffes by the death and wounds of brave officers, he mentions the numbers of killed and wounded horfes, Mr. Mackenzie very juftly obferves, that " from fuch anxiety in our author, not to omit recording the finalleft lofs fuftained by his own corps, this reflection naturally occurs, that the fall of HORSES in actions wherein he was concerned is entitled to a preferable attention in his work, to officers of equal, perhaps fuperior merit to himself, who fuffered upon other occafions."

ANECDOTES of Mr. MACKENZIE,
Author of "Strictures on Colonel
TARLETON'S History."

THE Author of thefe Strictures owes his birth, and the first rudiments of his education, to the most northern extremity of this ifland, He, with many other of the defcendants of those who

had attached themselves to the cause of an unfortunate family, became a foldier of fortune on the commencement of the late war.

In the year 1776, a rifle-gun of peculiar ingenuity was conftructed by Captain Fergulon of the 70th regiment; its utility was proved by repeated trials before his Majesty; and the command of one hundred picked men conferred on the inventor, with which he embarked for America. To this felect corps the author attached himself, and early was di ftinguished by his patron.-The manner in which he laments the death of Fergufon, in the work before us, fhews that gratitude is one of his virtues.

The activity and fervices of Ferguson and his corps met with proper attention from the Commander in Chief, and our author was provided for in the Line.

During the war in the Southern Co. lonies we find him always in the field, and, unfortunately for Lieutenant Colonel Tarleton's fame as an hiftorian, frequent. ly under his command. From several wounds received at Cowpens he returned to Camden---and his dedication expreffes his fenfe of the humanity he experienced there from Lord Rawdon, as well as his ideas of his Lordship's military talents. When he recovered from thefe wounds, he was appointed to a public department in Charlestown by Colonel Balfour the Commandant, was employed in confidential fervices, and though under the fanction of a flag of truce, made prifoner by the Count de Graffe; but being releafed by General Washington, he was again publicly employed in Charlestown. On that place being abandoned, he returned with a remnant of the regiment to which he belonged to this country, where peace was juft proclaimed. War ftill raged in In dia: thither, having obtained his Ma jefty's permiffion, he bent his courfe; where peace being alfo foon restored, he travelled from Bombay to Bengal, and returned to Europe. He is now from an active foldier become a peaceful citizen, and, as far as we can learn, engaged in a tolerably extenfive bufinefs in the wine trade.

THE STREATHAM ALBUM; Or, MINISTERIAL AMUSEMENTS. (Continued from Vol. XII. Page 478. )

No. V.

No fooner had the rolling wheels of the

Marquis of Lanfdown's carriage announced his departure, than the toil of criVOL. XIII.

ticifm was begun. His OD x to SINCERITY,

inferted in the laft Number of thefe Extracts,

was received with much and various animadverfion. The concluding compliment to the G eloquenco

eloquence of Lord Sidney, and the purity of Mr. Eden, was particularly noticed. Some contended that it was literally meant ; while others, knowing the peculiar forte of the noble Marquis, received it as a fpecimen of his incomparable, irony. The dispute was referred to Mr. Wilkes, who, taking in the whole room with a fingle glance, saw which way the majority were inclined, and declared' it to be as literal truth-as ever the noble Marquis (poke on a public occafion.

Par nobile fratrum! exclaimed Mr. Drake, jun. at this instant; when the company turning round, faw Lord Hawksbury and Mr. Grenville enter hand in hand, bearing their joint contribution to the ALBUM.-A momentary fmile took place on obferving a ftrange contraft in the appearance of this poetic pair ;-the one, "a muse-rid mope, adust and thin;" the other, chubby, robust, and corpulent, particularly towards the lower extremities. The latter appeared like a well-fed Banker's Clerk; the former like an apprehenfive Poet presenting a dedication. But paffing over any farther defcription, we shall haften to prefent their communication, in the following dialogue:

Hawkb. YE fwains of Windfor's heights begin the fong,

Grenu. Ye nymphs around Whitehall attune the lay;

H. To courtly themes ftill courtly ftrains be

long,

G. With fuch we celebrate this festive day. G. Say, shall we fing of Royal G's praife? Or fhall we make ourselves the dearer theme?

H. Thro' him we rofe-more grateful shall it feem,

To him the panegyric fong to raise.

HAWKSBURY.

From G-my ftrain begins, whofe actions bold

And humbled IMPEY bows with distant pray'r.
That impudence like mine should be my care.
HAWKSBURY.

Shall fill each ear-wherever they are told;
From G, Compaffion's meek and general
heir,

Whofe Sheep and Subjects are his equal care.
GRENVILLE.

If thanklefs for thefe favours e'er I feel,
Let ingrate friends each fecret art reveal;
Let me be mock'd by mutes 1 now defpife,
Nay, more-in my defence let ARDEN rife!
GRENVILLE.

Me, too, he favors-he my Muse inspires,
And from her lips the thankful verfe requires;
Yet would the rife on twice as bold a wing,
If MULGRAVE had not equal cause to fing.
HAWKSBURY.

If e'er Ingratitude this bofom fways,
May BURKE impeach me,—or may DUNDAS
praife;

Stript too, at once, of perquifite and place,
And curs'd with MARTIN's wit and MUL-
GRAVE'S face.

⚫to.

Me, RICHMOND ftill with glance indignant

Of the ftriking beauties of this production we fhall only remark how happily the compliment is paid in the third stanza to the pastoral character of the great perfonage alluded His expanded mind, it is well known, can readily pass from adjusting a subfidy, to regulate the price of skimmed milk; and from fettling regimental linings, and pocket-boles, with a first Lord of the Admiralty, can pass, by an eafy tranfition, to enquire the price of a poppy-coloured ribbon :—We suppose, how ever, that it was merely the neceffity of the ed caufed the noble Poet to place the sheep bemetre, which in the passage above-mentionfore the fubjects.

eyes,
When in the House from crimson'd feat I rife;
But vain th' indignant glance on me fhall prove,
While cheer'd by Royal Confidence and Love.
GRENVILLE,

See BURGESS court for HASTINGS' fallen
ftate,

Whilft ScoTT and NICHOLLS their dull tale

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delicacy with which Mr. Grenville, in the
fourth stanza, infinuates a complaint, that he
fpleen against the noble Lord who fhares that
is only joint Paymaster of the forces; and his
office, feems again to break out in the last
line by the mention of a face fo much refem-
formed memory.
bling the once celebrated Heidegger, of de-

We shall now pafs over fome other compo. fitions, which are not diftinguished by any prominent feature, to take notice of the production of an Honourable Baronet, who has lately given fo much exercise to the rifibility of the House of Commons; and we make no doubt, but much curiofity will be excited when we mention the name of Sir GREGORY PAGE TURNER,

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So, like BEAUroy, shall he declaim,
And pour along the tinkling stream

Of elocution bland;

His graceful perfon rais'd to view,
The ruffle feen-of whiteft hue-

From Lady TURNER's hand.
Then Goddefs-if intent to charm,
Thou e'er affume a mortal form,

And call at Portland-place,
There a rich offering fhall be thine,
Rich-from my Lady's taste and mine,
A fuit of Flanders' lace.

There shall thy vot'ry own thy praise,
To thee the grateful altar raise,

And there the incense burn;
When he can ridicule defy,
And 'fcape the infulting keen reply,

He'll laugh then-in his turn.

The Honourable Baronet was not contented with delivering this elegant production, but he infifted alfo on reading it to the company. The fecond stanza was scarce finished when Mr. Dundas, who fat behind him, laughed, and then threw the blame on an unfortunate parrot, which was placed in the corner of the room. The Baronet proceeded -another titter enfued-and the blame again fell on the fame culprit.-A third interruption having taken place, Sir Gregory flew into a rage, would certainly have wrung its neck off the unfortunate parrot, if Mr. Dundas had not good-naturedly interfered, archly obferving at the fame time," that it was a pity there should be any difpute where the nature of both parties was fo perfectly congenial."

No. VI.

WE fhould extend these extracts too far if we were to give in detail the various contributions which were fucceffively inferted in the ALBUM; nor would the public derive much entertainment from perufing a description of the Scotch Boroughs by Mr. Dundas, though written in the ftyle of M Pherson, and elucidated into obfcurity by the judicious notes of his friend Mr. Ilay Campbell-we beg his pardon -by the prefent Lord Advocate of Scotland.

Yet, that curiofity may not be entirely ungratified, we shall fubjoin a fhort extract copied literatim from the text of the Right Hon.

Writer.

"Dark was the morne, and looring laked the fun on the ungeelded hills. Bleak was the blaft which came wheeftling frae the north, and howled in the face of Hanry, as he traverfed the plains of Fife. The angry fpeerit of the waters poured cataracts frae the kies, and freamed in dark torents along the bills. Yet the wanderer ftill fped him forward. Striking against the pointed rock, he

fell, and as he fell-the bawbees refounded in his pocket.

"Yet fweeter was this defolation to the foul of Hanry, than the gauds of fouthern cleemates. Rude though the profpect layhe arofe-and went along rejoicing in the scene."

The learned Annotator on thefe fublime defcriptions gravely remarks, for the information of pofterity, that the above paffage alludes to an incident which occurred to Mr. Dundas himself in his late vifit to Scotland, and quotes his countryman Mr. Bofwell, Sir Johd Hawkins, &c. in proof that great men may be allowed to narrate little things, particularly of themselves. The mention of the “bawbees," his Lordship speaks of as a most beautiful inftance of what may be called the minute de fcriptive; and from the epithet " whistling" applied to the winds, he remarks, rather inappofitely we must confefs, that his Right Hon. friend is paffionately fond of mufic; and that he is not only partial to his national mufic, played on that bewitching inftrument the bag. pipe, but speaks alfo with apture of the notes of Rumboldi, a foreign compofer!

From the fame principle of brevity, though we greatly felicitate ourselves on the copiouf. nefs of our fund-we fhall pafs over-an ADDRESS to MERCURY, as the patron of thieving and borse racing, by his Grace the Duke of Queensbury; the Orators, a Rhapsody, by the Right Hon. the Earl of Abingdon; and the TRIUMPH of the GRACES, a Cantata, though written with fome luxuriance, and much approbation, by Lord Mulgrave.

The next production which we fhall notice, was occafioned by an event rather unexpected at Streatham, we mean a vifit from Lord Weftcote and Mr. Minchin. Thefe twin models of firmness and integrity were received with his ufual politeness by the owner of the manfion; but Mr. Pitt was obferved, immediately on their entrance, to fuffle out of the room with infinite dexterity. They received feveral compliments on their converfion, which a wicked wit-we believe it was Mr. Wilkes -compared to that of St. Paul. To perpetuate the memory of this glorious event it was agreed to celebrate it by the following Mr. Rofe furnished the mufic. The Ode. poetry was contributed by the parties undermentioned.

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Where the Cameleon dwells,

Reflecting at thy feet his varied rays;

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Do thou infpire the Muse,

Whatever ftrain the chufe,

To thank this chofen few;

Teach us to pour the ardent lay

Which haply may repay

For their protecting fmile the tribute due. Then ftern CONTEMPT fhall hifs in vain, ÖF GRATITUDE Complain,

And HONOUR's voice be loft in SYDNEY'S praise.

Chorus — accompanied alternately by Kettle
drums and the Flute obligato,
Hush'd be the feas

Whilft WESTCOTE ftrikes the lyre,
And in changeful lays,
Yet to the fubje& true,
We as it is due-

With general voice proclaim his praife.
Antistrophe.—Mr. Minchin,

"Tis done the Inspiration comes;
I feel,-I feel the genial flame.
Let trumpets found and kettle-drums,
Whilft I proclaim

That PITT and Prudence are the fame,
Long enrolled in weakened numbers,
Wrapt in deep politic flumbers,

I vainly thought INTEGRITY was Fame.
The generous impulfe long I thought to share,
When Prudence pluck'd me by the ear,
And pointed to the Treasury-Gate,
Where jefts and fmiles prevail within,
The gratulation bland-the chuckling grin.
-Without-pale Envy fighs,

And Hunger ftares with eager eyes,

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Thinking-Ah lamentable cafe,

I might perchance, like you, be out of place ; Then come regenerate fons of Grace, Behind the Treasury-Bench ye both shall fit,

And own the faving powers of Pitt ; There to forget the wars you erft did wage, When the fnug finecure quells your patriot rage,

And glad Expectancy shall end in place. Antistrophe the fecond. Mr. Wilberforce. Now ftrike the changing lyre again, A louder-yet a louder strain ! Thus fhould we celebrate the feftive day, And the event which brings our joy; So Fox and Friendship shall in vain essay

The impulfe ftrng of Interest to destroy. Now bold Corruption high shall lift her head, Whilft Honour fickens, Gratitude lies dead.

Let Eloquence pour forth her løre,

And lead Conviction in her train,Let Virtue try her energetic pow'r, On SOULS refolved like thefe, their efforts must be vain.

LETTER 3 of the late Mr. S TERN E.
(Continued from Vol. XII. p. 484.)

LETTER To

XXIX.

Bond Street. THERE is a certain pliability of the affections, my dear friend, which, with all its conveniencies, and I will acknowledge a thoufand, forms a wonderful charm in the human character. To become a dupe to others, who are almost always worse, and, very often, more ignorant than yourself, is not only mortifying to one's pride, but frequently destructive to one's fortune. Nevertheless there is something in the very face, and, which is worfe, in the mind of fufpicion, of fuch a deteftable complexion and character, that I could never bear it; and whenever I have observed mistrust in the heart, I would never rap at the door of it, even to pay, if I could help it, a morning vifit, much lefs to take , my lodging there.

you open to the designs of knaves and rafcals; and they are, alas! to be found in the hedges and highway fides, and will come in without the trouble of fending for them. The happy mean between mad good-nature and mean felf-love is of difficult attainment ;—though Mr. Pope fays, that Lord Bathurst poffelfed it in an eminent degree, and I believe it. Indeed, it is for my henɔur that I should believe it, as I have received much kindness, and many generous attentions from that venerable and excellent nobleman:—as I never poffeffed this happy quality myself, I can only recommend it to you, without offering any instructions on a duty, of which I cannot offer myself as an example. This is not altogether clerical--I mean as clergymen do--but

no matter.

Bis exactly one of thofe harmlefs, inoffenfive people, who never frets or Nger eft, bure tu Romane caveto. fumes, but bears all his loffes with a most This fort of cullibility moft certainly lays Chriftian patience, and fettles the account in Aurem vellit, & admonuit, VIRG.

this

this manner, that he had rather lofe anything than that benevolence of difpofition which forms the happinefs of his life. But how will all this end ?—for you know as I know, that when once you have won this good opinion, you may impose upon him ten times a day, if nine did not fuit your purpose. The real friends of virtue, of honour, and what is beft in the human character, should form a phalanx round such a man, and preferve him from the harpy plottings of sharpers and villains.

But there is another fpecies of cullibility that I never can be brought to puy, which arifes from the continual aim to make culls of others. It is not that gentle, confidential, unfufpicious fpirit, which I have already hinted to you, but an overweening, wicked, infidious difpofition, which by being continually engaged in the miferable business of deceiving others, either outwits itself, or is outwit ed by the very objects of its own fallacious intentions.

There is not, believe me, a more straight way to the being a dupe yourself, than the refting your hopes or pleafure in making dupes of others.

Cunning is not an honourable qualification; it is a kind of left-handed wisdom, which even fools can fometimes practise, ad villains always make the foundation of their defigns :-but, alas! how often does it betray its votaries to their difhonour, if not to their destruction.

Though an occasional stratagem may be fometimes innocent, I am ever difposed to fufpect the cause where it must be employed; for, after all, you will, I am fure, agree with me, that where artifice is not to be con. demned as a crime, the neceffity which demands it, must be considered as a misfortune.

I have been led to write thus Socratically from the tenour of your letter; though, if my paper would allow me, I would take a frifk, and vary the fcene; but I have only room to add, that I dined in Brook-ftreet laft Sunday, where many gracious things were faid of you, not only by the old folks, but, which is better, by the young virgins. I went afterwards, not much to my credit, to Argyle Buildings, but there were no virgins there. So may God forgive me, and bless you, now, and at all times.-Amen. I remain,

Most truly and cordially,
Your's,

L. STERNE.

LETTER XXX.

To

Coxwould, August 19, 1766. AMONG your whimsicalities, my dear friend, for you have them as well as Trifiram,

there is not one of them which poffeffes a more amiable tendency than that gentle spirit of modern romance, which, hadit thou lived in days of yore, would have made thee the veriest Knight Errant that ever brandifhed a fpear or wore a vizard.

The very fame fpirit that has led thee from hence to the Bristol fountain, for no other earthly purpose but to let a Phyfical Maiden lean upon thine arm, and receive the healing waters from thine hand, would, in a former age, have urged thee to traverse forefts and fight with monfters, for the fake of fome Dulcinea whom thou hadit never feen; or, perhaps have made a red crofs knight of thee, and carried thee over lands and feas to Paleftine.

For, to tell thee the truth, enthusiasm is in the very foul of thee; and, if thou wert born to live in fome other planet, I might encourage all its glowing high coloured vagaries; but, in this miferable, backbiting, cheating, pimping world of ours, it will not do, indeed, indeed, it will not.-And full well do I know, nor does this vaticination elcape me without a figh, that it will lead thee into a thousand scrapes, and fome of them may be fuch as thou wilt not eafily get out of; and, fhould the fortunes of thine houfe be thaken by any of them, with all thy pleasant enjoyments-What then? you may fay: and I think I hear you fay fo-Why, thy friends will then love thee.

For if foul fortune should take thy ftately palfrey, with all its gay and gilded trappings, from beneath thee; or if, while thou art fleeping by moon-light beneath a tree, it fhould escape from thee and find another mafter; or if the miferable banditti of the world should plunder thee, I know full well that we should fee thee no more; for thou wouldft then find out fome diftant cell, and become an hermit; and endeavour to perfuade thyfelf not to reg:et thy feparation from thofe friends who will ever regret their fepa ration from thee.

This enthusiastic spirit is in itself a good fpirit; but there is no spirit whatever—no, not a termagant fpirit, that requires a more active reftraint or a more difcreet regulation,

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And fo we will go next spring, if you please, to the Fountain of Vauclufe, and think of Petrarch; and, which is better, apostrophife his Laura.-By that time, fon to think my wife will be there, who, by the bye, is not Laura;-but my poor dear Lydia will be with her, and the is more than a Laura to her fond father.

Answer me on these things, and may God bless you!

1 remain, with the most cordial truth,
Your affectionate
L. SIERNE.

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