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section of the tax-law, showing that The following fact serves further to cows, hogs, horses, single freemen withillustrate the ferocious boldness of the out occupation, geese, and geldings, were Tiger, under certain circumstances: enumerated as taxables. A short time since an Arab slip sent over her boat from Penang, to procure

POST CHAISES. some sand for ballast. After having laden the long boat, one of the Kiddies,

They are of French invention, and, who had landed, went up a little way in

according to Granger, they were intro

duced into England by Mr. Wm. Tull, the jungle, where he was attacked by a tiger. The boat's crew saw him, and

son of the well known writer upou Hussetting up a tremendous yell, succeeded

bandry. in frightening him off the poor Catfree, who was much lacerated : they then

SEDAN CHAIRS.' landed, and helped their wounded com

Sedan Chairs were first introduced in rade into the boat, where he was hardly

London in 1634, when Sir Sanders Dunseated, when the Tiger having recovered

comb obtained the sole privilege to use, from his fright, followed them, and en

let, and hire a number of such covered deavoured to get into the boat, but the

chairs, for fourteen years. The first Arabs filling their baskets with sand,

Sedan Chair used in England was by threw it into his face, and thus blinded

the Duke of Buckingham, in the reign of him, pushing off the boat at the same

James I. Johuson thinks their name time." In this manner, they at length

derived from the town of Sedan, in got away; the tiger, however, not de

Champagne, where he supposes they sisting from following them until the were originally made. water became too deep for him. The poor man was taken to a hospital on the

INCREASE OF THE PRVILEGED opposite shore, where it was some time before he recovered from the effects of

CLASS. his rencontre with the tiger.

When George III. came to the throne in 1760, the House of Peers was com

posed of 107 lay peers, besides the INDIAN ANECDOTE. When Gen. Lincoln went to make

bishops. Even the revolution of 1688, peace with the Greek Indians, one of

which entailed so sensible an obligathe chiefs asked him to sit down on a

tion on William, - produced only three log. He was then desired to move, and,

dukes and five earls, and none of infein a few minutes, to move farther. The

rior degree. But in 55 years the Eng

lish peerage increased to 336 persons, request was repeated till the general got to the end of the log. The Indian said,

deducting the 28 Irish peers for life, and “Move farther;" to which the general

16 peers for Scotland, an addition of

191 to the ranks of the nobility in that replied, “I can

no farther."

short time-add to these a new creation “ Just so it is with us,” said the chief; “ You have moved us back to the wå

of Irish peers, who had now seats in the ter, and then ask us to move farther!"

upper house, about 75-and it makes a

total of 266. Baronets have increased The French translator of the “Heart

in a still greater proportion; for there of Mid Lothian," transformed "a

were 398 English baronets more in 1816

than in 1760. buxom young woman” into “ une femme - a teint couleur de bais,(a young woman of the complexion of box-wood.) MASTER (magister), was a title fre

quent among the Romans: they had their In the debate which recently took master of the people, magister populi, place in the Pensylvania legislature, on who was the dictator. Master of the the bill for taxing bachelors, the epi- cavalry, magister équitum, who held thet of "wretched beingwas applied the second post in an army after the dicby-some of the married gentlemen : tátor. Under the later emperors there when a sturdy old bachelor said he were also masters of the infantry, mascorned the epithet, and “would rather gistri peditum. A master of the census, have a pair of feather breeches-forced magister censús, who had nothing of on him, and be set to hatching eggs, the charge of a censor, or subcensor, as than to be married as some men are the name seems to intimate; but was the married.' Mr. Wise thought bachelors same with the præpositus frumentario. pretby well taxed already : he read a rum.




LORD BYRON. These Verses were written by Lord Byron when the Countess G.

was at Ravenna, and he was travelling down the Po to join her.

TO THE PO.- June 1, 1819, River, that rollest by the ancient walls

Where dwells the lady of my love; when she Walks by thy brink and there perchance re

calls A faint and flceting memory of me;-. What, if thy deep and ample stream should be

A mirror of my heart; where she may read
The thousand thoughts I now betray to thee,

Wild as thy wave, and headlong as thy speed.
What do I say? " A mirror of my heart!"
Are not thy waters sweeping, dark, and

Such as my feelings were and are, thou art,

And such as thou art were my passions long.
Time may have somewhat tamed them ; not

for ever
Thou overflowest thy banks, and not for aye,
Thy busom overboils : congenial river,
Thy floods subside-and mine have sunk

But left long wrecks behind us, and again,

- Borne on our old unchanged career we move. Thou tendest wildly to the main,

And I to loving one I should not love.

The wave that bears my tear returns no more,
Will she return, by whom that tear sbali

Both tread thy bank, both wander on thy sbore,

I near the source, she by the dark blue deep.'
But that which keepeth us apart is not
Distance, nor depth of wave, nor space of

But the distractions of a various lot,

Ah! various as the climates of our birth.
A stranger loves a lady of the land,
Born far beyond the mountains, but his

Is all meridian, as if never fanned

By the black wind that chills The Polar flood
My blood is all meridian : were it not

I had not left my clime :- I should not be In spite of torture ne'er to be forgot,

A slave again of love-at least of thee.
'Tis vain to struggle : let me perish young,

Live as I lived-love as I have loved :
To dust if I return hom dust I sprung,

And then at least my heart cannot be moved.


Old Time, how slow thy pinions move,

What freak has now possessed thee?
Sometimes, you hurry quick engugh,

Without a wish to rest thiee :
I do not wisli to stay thy flight,
. In this dull hour of sorrow,
You've tarried long ; so now good night,

And bring a happier morrow.
When youth and health have both combined,

Their force could not delay thee,
When pleasure, rosy letters twined,

In hopes the links might stay thee,
You rudely snapped the feeble chain,

And scattered all her tiow'rs;
But now enticed by ling'ring pain,

Your minutes seem like bours.

The current I behold will sweep beneath

Her native walls, and murmur at her feet; Her eyes will look on thee, when she shall

breathe The twilight air, unchained from Summer's


She will look on thee : I have looked on thee,
Full of that thought, and from that moment

Thy waters could I name--ne'er name ors ee,

Without the inseparable sigh for her.
Her bright eyes will be imaged on thy stream

Yes, they will meet the wave I gaze on now;
But mine cannot witness, even in a dream,

Tbat happy wave repass me in its flow.

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THE INTERVIEW OF JEANIE DEANS WITH THE QUEEN. What heart is there who, on read when we sleep soft and wake merrily ing the pathetic details of this inte ourselves that we think on other resting, “ Scotch Lassie,” has not people's sufferings. Our hearts are sympathised with her sufferings.- waxed light within us then, and we Listen, gentle reader, to her plead are for righting our ain wrangs and ing before her Majesty :

fighting our ain battles. But when « But my sister—my puir sister the hour of trouble comes to the Effie, still lives, though her days and mind or to the body—and seldom hours are numbered ! She still lives, may it visit your Leddyship—and and a word of the King's mouth might when the hour of death conies, that restore her to a broken-hearted auld comes to high and low-lang and late man, that never, in his daily and may it be yours--0, my Leddy, then nightly exercise, forgot to pray that it isna what we hae dune for oursels, his Majesty might be blessed with a but what we liae dune for others, that long and prosperous reign, and that we think on maist pleasantly. And his throne, and the throne of his pos the thoughts that ye hae intervened terity, might be established in righte to spare the puir thing's life, will be ousness. O, madam, if ever ye kenn'd sweeter in that hour, come when it what it was to sorrow for and with may, than if a word of your mouth a sinning and a suffering creature, could hang the haill Porteus mob at whose mind is sae tossed that she the tail of ae tow.” can be neither cau'd fit to live or die, This is eloquence,” exclaimed have some compassion on our mi her Majesty. sery!—Save an honest house from The Queen, as is well known, suca dishonour, and an unhappy girl, not ceeded in obtaining a free pardon eighteen years of age, from an early from the King, for Jeanie's sister, and dreadful death! Alas! it is not Tales of My Landlord. Vol. III,

No. 70.-June 19,


just, “Will ye tak the test!"if not,

“Make ready-present-fire !”—and From the new Novel by Sir Walter there lay the recusant. Scott, entituled, REDGAUNTLET, a tale

Far and wide was Sir Robert hated of the Eighteenth Century.

and feared. Men thought he had a

direct compact with Satan—that he The present Proprietor of this

was proof against steel—and that Work being anxious, as early as pos bullets happed aff his buff-coat like sible, to lay before his numerous hail-stanes from a hearth—that he Teaders every novelty both in Litera had a mear that would turn a hare ture and in Science, has the pleasure on the side of Carrifra-gawns—and to invite attention to WANDERING muckle to the same purpose, of whilk Willie's Tale, from the new novel mair anon. The best blessing they just published. In doing this he trusts wared on him was, “ De'il scowp wi’ an immediate gratification will be af. Redgauntlet !” He wasna a bad masforded, to his fair readers in parti ter to his ain folk though, and was cular, who unless very quick, will weel aneugh liked by his tenants; have to “ wait a little," before they and as for the lackies and troopers would be able to get a reading of it that raid out wi' him to the persecufrom the Circulating Library. tions, as the Whigs ca'ad these kill

ing times, they wad hae drunken Ye maun have heard of Sir Robert themsels blind to his health at ony Redgauntlet of that Ilk, who lived in time. these parts before the dear years. Now ye are to ken that my gudeThe country will lang mind him; sire lived on Redgauntlet's grundand our fathers used to draw breath

they ca' the place Primrose-Knowe. thick if ever they heard him named. We had lived on the grund, and He was out wi' the Hielandmen in under the Redgauntlets, since the ridMontrose's time; and again he was ing days, and lang before. It was a in the hills wi' Glencairn in the sax

pleasant bit; and I think the air is teen hundred and fifty-twa; and sae callerer and fresher there than onywhen King Charles the Second came where else in the country.

It's a' in, wha was in sic favour as the Laird deserted now; and I sat on the broken of Redgauntlet? He was knighted at door-cheek three days since, and was Lonon court, wi' the King's ain glad I couldna see the plight the sword; and being a red-hot prelatist, place was in; but that's a' wide o' he came down here, rampauging like the mark. There dwelt my gudesire, a lion, with commissions of lieute Steenie Steenson, a rambling, ratnancy, and of lunacy for what I ken, tling chiel' he had been in his young to put down a' the Whigs and Cove days, and could play weel on the pipes; nanters in the country. Wild wark he was famous at “ Hoopers and they made of it; for the Whigs were Girders" - a' Cumberland couldna as dour as the Cavaliers were fierce, touch him at“ Jockie Lattin”-and and it was which should first tire the he had the finest finger for the backother. Redgauntlet was aye for the lill between Berwick and Carlisle. strong hand; and his name is kenn'd The like o' Steenie wasna the sort as wide in the country as Claver that they made Whigs o'. And so house's or Tam Dalyell's. Glen, nor he became a Tory, as they ca' it, dargle, nor mountain, nor cave, could which we now ca' Jacobites, just out hide the puir bill folk when Red of a kind of needcessity, that he might gauntlet was out with buyle and belang to some side or other. He had bloodhound after them, as if they nae ill-will to the Whig bodies, and had been sae mony deer. And troth likedna to see the blude rin, though, when they fand them, they didna being obliged to follow Sir Robert in mak muckle mair ceremony than a hunting and hosting, watching and Hielandman wi' a roe-buck-It was warding, he saw muckle mischief,



may be did some, that he could hoved to flitt. Sair wark he had to na avoid.

get the siller; but he was weelNow Steenie was a kind of fa freended, and at last he got the hailly vourite with his master, and kenn'd scraped thegether-a thousand merks a' the folks about the castle, and was -the maist of it was from a neighoften sent for to play the pipes when bour they ca'd Laurie Lapraik-a sly they were at their merriment. Auld tod. Laurie had walth o’ gear. Dougal MacCallum, the butler, that could hunt wi' the hound and rin wik had followed Sir Robert through gude the hare—and be Whig or Tory, saunt' and ill, thick and thin, pool and or sinner, as the wind stood. He was stream, was specially fond of the a professor in this Revolution warld, pipes, and aye gae my gudesire his but he liked an orra sound and a tune gude word wi' the Laird; for Dougal on the pipes weel eneugh, at a byen could turn his master round his time; and abune a, he thought he finger.

liad gude security for the siller he Weel, round came the Revolution, lent my gudesire over the stocking at and it had like to have broken the Primrose-Knowe. hearts baith of Dougal and his master. Away trots my gudesire to RedBut the change was not a'thegether gauntlet Castle wi' a heavy purse and sae great as they feared, and other a light heart, glad to be out of the folk thought for. The Whigs made Laird's danger. Weel, the first thing an unca crawing what they wad do he learned at the Castle was, that Sir with their auld enemies, and in spe

Robert had fretted himsell into a fit cial wi' Sir Robert Redgauntlet. But of the gout, because he did not appear there were ower mony great folks

before twelve o'clock. It wasna a'dipped in the same doings, to make thegether for sake of the money, a spick and span new warld. So Par Dougal thought; but because he liament passed it a' ower easy; and didna like to part wil my gudesire aff Sir Robert, bating that he was held the grund. Dougal was glad to see to hunting foxes instead of Cove Steenie, and brought him into the nanters, remained just the man he great oak parlour, and there sat the

His revel was as loud, and his Laird his leesome lane, excepting. hall as weel lighted, as ever it had that he had beside him a great, illbeen, though may bé he lacked the favoured jack-an-ape, that was a spev fines of the non-conformists, that cial pet of his; a cankered beast it used to come to stock larder and cel was, and mony an ill-natured trick it lar; for it is certain he began to be played-ill to please it was, and keener about the rents than his te easily angered-ran about the haill nants used to find him before, and castle, chattering and yowling, and they behoved to be prompt to the pinching, and biting folk, specially * rent-day, or else the Laird wasna before ill-weather, or disturbances in pleased. And he was sic an awsome the state. Sir Robert ca'ad it Major body, that naebody cared to anger Weir, after the warlock that was him; for the oaths he swore, and


and few folk liked either the the rage that he used to get into, name or the conditions of the creaand the looks that he put on, made ture-they thought there was somemen sometimes think him a deevil thing in it by ordinar--and my gude incarnate.

sire was not just easy in mind when Weel, my gudesire was nae ma the door shut on him, and he saw nager-no that he was a very great himself in the room wi' raebody but misguider-but he hadna the saving the Laird, Dugal MacAllum, and the gift, and he got twa terms rent in Major, a thing that hadna chanced to arrear. He got the first brash at him before, Whitsunday put ower wi' fair words Sir Robert sat, or, I should say, lay, and piping; but when Martinmas in a great armed chair, wi' his grand came, there was a summons from the velvet gown, and his feet on a cradle; grund-officer to come wi’ the rent on for he had baith gout and gravel, and a day preceese, or else Steenie be his face looked as gash and ghastly as


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