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neat fanciful gardens, edged with blooming city banker, and had just returned from bowers of elder, rise one above the other to College. His mappers were easy and gentle, the very height of the hill, at the base of his disposition gay and insinuating. His which the principal part of the village is visit was repeated, and in a very short period, situated.

he became a great favourite with the fainily. , It was to this romantic spot the amiable Rosalie Somers was at this time between Mrs. Somers, after the death of her dearly eighteen and nineteen, an age when the beloved husband, retired with an only passions begin to bud, and to affect the daughter, as beautiful as she was virtuous. human heart. She was tall and elegantly

Mrs. Somers's history may be related in a formed, her features soft and regular, such as very few words. Mr. Somers was the principal in a mercantile house of the highest with the most expressive and sparkling black

“ Youth ful poets fancy when they love ;” respectability, and which maintained, in its various negociations, an unimpeached cha

eyes.

? racter. By a sudden stroke of ill-fortune, “Her eyes, and one might look on them at times,

In lustre did outvie that Egyptian queen, Mr. S. was reduced from affluence to com- .

When, on the Cadnus' banks in pride she stock parative beggary. . .. ;

Rare gems, each one e province, in her hair, Two of their chief connexions at Am.

And bade the Roman worship her.” sterdam, from whom they were daily expect. Her mental qualifications equalled her exing remittances to the amount of several ternal beauty.' thousand pounds, suddenly stopt payment. Rosalie's charms soon made (or appeared This unfortunate circumstance was so un to make) a deep impression on the heart of expected and unlooked for, that it peces. Singleton. Rosalie, on the other hand, felt sitated Messrs. Somers and Co. to declare a sentiment of attachment within her tothemselves totally incompetent to honour wards Sivgleton, which she was unable sathe several large acceptances that were then tisfactorily to account for. If she plucked a due; the consequence of which was, the fol- rose, its perfume did not equal the one Sin-" lowing Gazette contained the lamentable in gleton presented to her; por did the fresh telligence of their complete ruin.

.mown liay yield such a delightful fragrance : From this severe blow Mr. Somers never as when Singleton strayed with her through recovered, and ere two months had expired the neighbouring fields. Singletou at length was consigned to a premature grave. It determined to avow his passion; an opporwere perfectly needless for me to describe tuuity soon presented itself, and, on his the heart-rending agony Mrs. S. suffered on knees, he declared “the story of his love." this occasion ; suffice it to say, that by the Rosalie received his avowal with that mocontributions and exertions of her numerous desty which is the great ornament and befriends, a subscription was raised sufficient coming grace of her sex. ' to purchase for her a small annuity, fully Rosalie was endued with no common decompetent to keep both herself and her 'gree of penetration, and had examined his daughter, who was then fourteen years of conduct with the strictest attention; the age, in a very comfortable, but not splendid flights of poetry and passion so universally style.

adopted by others, gare place in him to moThey had been five years in the village, desty and respect; his words his looks, when a young gentlemen of the name of were entirely subservient to hers; in short, Singleton visited them in company with one every part of his conduct seemed to vouch of Mrs. Somers's most intimate friends. . for the sincerity of his love. Young Singleton was the son of a retired

(To be continued.)

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Lord Byron, a few hours after his decease.
The Death of an Atheist (a Sketch)
Wandering Willie's Tale .
Anecdotes of Celebrated Women
Maiming not Murder
Duke of Argyle
The Fiddle-Case
Henry Erskine
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LORD BYRON, A FEW HOURS AFTER HIS DECEASE.
From the Note-Book of a Young Englishman, just returned from Greece.

following account from the note-book of a Without a groan, a sigh, or glance, to shew A parting pang, the spirit from him past;

young Englishman just returned from Greece, And they who watch'd him nearest, could not know 'The very instant, till the change that cast

has never reached the public ear, and we His sweet face into shadow, dull and slow

therefore feel more than convinced of its Glazed o'er his eyes.

attractive nature. The sketch from whence ALWAYS anxious to gratify the public spirit our illustration was copied by the hand of of curiosity, neither labour nor expense is one of our first artists, is procured from the spared by those who have the management same authentic source. of the "PORTFOLIO, to procure that in- The cause of Lord Byron's death is well formation which may tend to produce the known-an inflammation; to allay which, desired end. On this occasion we have been he, in an unsound state of mind, refused to more than usually solicitous, knowing how be bled. The consequence was, that the great an interest the death of this great man fever was unabated, and this hero of the age has excited universally throughout Europe; fell a victim to the complaint, at a time when and how much curiosity has been attached to . he was engaged in one of the noblest causes every circumstance that has been related of that ever fired the heart of mian, and in the him, from his cradle, till his arrival at very flower of his life, and manhood of his - That undiscovered country

fame. From whose bourne no traveller returns.

It is deeply to be regretted, that his mediFor this purpose there has been scarcely cal attendants had not that determination an incident that he has been in any way con, which distinguishes those useful members cerned, but what has been ransacked: The of our community, of consulting the state of YOL, III.-Fourth Edition,

No. 74,- July 17.

his disease, rather than the temper of his Stanhope. Captain R. Byron's carriage mind. If they had done so, though they contained Dr. Fransesco Bruno. The housemight have incurred the noble patient's tem- hold of the deceased Lord were in the next poral displeasure, yet he could not afterwards carriage, all foreigners, with one exception. but feel grateful for the preservation of his Above 60 carriages of the nobility and geuexistence. Thus a life in Greece would have try followed in the procession. Amongst been spared, above all others the most ser- the more distinguished we noticed those of viceable, and to the world, the proudest the Duke of Sussex, Duke of Bedford, Marornament.

quis of Tavistock, Marquis of Lansdown, His appearance (says our informant) after Lord Melbourne, Lord Grey, Lord Holland, death was not like that of a corpse. He Lord Cowper, Lord Tankerville, Lord Alvanappeared more like one in a deep-a very ley, Lord Jersey, the Hon. A. Ellis, the Hon. deep sleep. He was in a sound one indeed. Douglas Kinnaird, Sir C. Morgan, Mr. The flesh was pale, more resembling marble, Hume, and others. and indicative of much bodily suffering, or The procession moved along Parliamentmental agitation. In fact, it appeared like a street, the Hay-market, Princes-street, Oxbeautiful sculpture placed on a saccopha- ford-street, Tottenham-court-road, into gus. The work of death had not yet com- the Hampstead-road, where it halted for a menced, for no symptoin of decay was visi. short time. Every street was lined with ble. A month after his decease, his hair spectators, and every spectator seemed to was still in full curl, and beautiful as in life, lament the premature death of one of the though care had usurped the iron hand of greatest literary ornaments of any age or tine, for it had already in many places turned country. His very failings seemed to create completely gray. His body was rather cor- an interest in his behalf; and we hope the pulent, and seemed of great muscular cause in which he died will make some strength; but upon being opened, from the atonement for those aberrations, which selstate of the inside, it was the opinion of the dom emanate but from great minds. Varo medical men, that he could not have lived magni errores, nisi ex magnis ingeniis promany years longer. The cause assigned for diere. It is expected the cavalcade will this instability of frame, was either extraor: reach Nottingham on Thursday evening, and dinary mental suffering, or neglect of con- the body will be consigned to its last home stitution. He might be from five feet on Friday. eight, to five feet nine inches high; but A fine looking honest tar was observed to this is not a certain calculation, as a body is walk near the hearse, uncovered, throughout always longer when a corpse, than when the morning; and on being asked by a stranliving. It was inclosed in spirits in a case ger whether he formed any part of the funebound with iron hoops, and thus arrived at ral cortege, he replied that he came there to this country. It is a well known though pay his respect to the deceased, with whom disgusting fact, that a large sum was offered he had served for two years and a half in on the Thames, when the spirits was thrown the Levant, when he made his tour of the away, for any quantity however small. The Grecian Islands. This poor fellow was body was afterwards conveyed to the house kindly offered a place by some of the serrants of Sir Edward Knatchbull, Great George- who were behind carriages, but he said he street, Westminster, and remained there was stroug, and had rather walk near the till the funeral, of which the following is the hearse. best account that has yet appeared :

On Monday. at an early hour. vast crowds THE DEATH OF AN ATHEIST. assembled round the house in Great George

A SKETCH. street, which contained the mortal remains LADY SELDON was weeping, and the vioof this distinguished Peer and Poet. About lent efforts she used to restrain her grief, nine o'clock, such of the relatives and friends only rendered it the more hysterical-her of the deceased Lord as wished to join the husband was dying—but she wept not that procession, arrived, and were speedily clothed the friend of her youth was departing from in e usual mourning habiliments. At her-that he who soothed her in sickness eleven o'clock the magnificent coffin was di- and in sorrow, and who brightened her hour vested of its external embellishments, and of gaiety, was leaving her to waste her lone borne to the hearse on the shoulders of eight hours in widowhood. No—all these recolpersons. The hearse then moved slowly on, lections were lost in the overwhelming grief, and was replaced by a mourning coach' and that their separation would be eternal. She six horses, in which were placed the urns, could have borne his death without an apcontaining his Lordship's heart, intestines, parent pang-her sense of duty had, through &c. In the first mourning-coach were life, so governed her feelings, that they apColonel Leigh, Capt. R. Byron, R. N. Mr. peared almost extinct- but they were the Hobhouse, and Mr. Hanson. In the second more concentrated from the restraint-and were the Hon. Douglas Kinnaird, Mr. Ellice, now that she had suffered them to overcome Mr. Bruce, and Sir F. Burdett. In the third her, they mocked her endeavours to stifle Mr. T. (Anacreon) Moore, Mr.T. Campbell, them. Yet, for worlds, she would not have (author of The Pleasures of Hope) Mr. suffered her children to witness her weakRogers, and Surgeon O'Meara. In the fourth, ness; and, at length; her exhausted frame, the Deputies from Greece and Colonel worn with contending emotions, found re

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211 lief in slumber. It would have been curious mured his wife--but he had sunk from exto an observer of nature, to have compared cessive debility on his pillow, and was totally the agitated sleep of Lady Seldon, her con- unequal to further conversation. Lady Selvulsive start that threatened every instant to don left his apartment to indulge her sorrow awaken her, with the placid and gentle re- freely, and it was after this unsatisfactory pose of her lord, the unconscious cause of attempt she had sunk into the agitated her sufferings.

slumber we before mentioned. She awoke Lord Seldon was an atheist-he was dying from a long sleep unrefreshed, but with re-his physicians doubted if he could live newed composure; she theu descended to throughout the ensuing week; and his lady, the drawing-room, where her children were who had been brought up in the strictest weeping for their father. “ Dry your tears, tenets of the Christian religion, feared he Laura-George, I am ashained of this weakwould die an unbeliever, Was there any, ness, when you ought, both of you, to rouse hope she could now effect that, which for all your energies to save your father's soul the space of eighteen years had been the aim from eternal punishment, you are mourning and business of her life? Daily had she urged over his mere bodily ailments. Come with tlic topic, and was always answered by her me, and save him, or take warning by behusband with exquisite good humour. She holding the death-bed of an Atheist."felt the delusive hope, that the morrow George put his hands to his forehead, his would prove more propitious than to-day, body was convulsed ; Laura threw her arms Once, and once only, when she urged hiin around him. “ Dear brother," whispered beyond his strength, having exhausted all she, “ if he should die unbelieving, our her eloquence in favour of Christianity, and prayers, and his virtues, will secure him an

nding him still regardless, she could no asylum in heaven." Lady Seidon led the longer restrain her anger, but with clasped way to his apartment--they stepped so softly hands and raised eyes, she exclaimed aloud, that the dying man did not hear them.“ Behold, Oh, Lord, the worm that dares sad change had taken place in his appeardeny thy existence and authority !"-then, ance within the last few hours-his dissolubending her eyes on her husband with a look tion was rapidly approaching-one damp of desperation, she continued, And I had cold hand supported his head above the · fixed iny heart on a confirmed Atheist-a pillow, the other bung listlessly by the side man on whom the breath of heaven should of his couch.-It was a warm autumnal evennot wander,” Lord Seldon was now evi- ing--the sun was sinking in unclouded dently displeased. -" Emily,” said he, glory, amid burnished clouds below the " when I see that religion, whose merits horizon--the soft south breeze, chat played you are always asserting, cannot even teach gently through the open window, wayed the you to command your temper, you will not clustering curls of his dark brown hair, blame my humility, when, I fear, its salutary darker from being contrasted with the livideffects might be equally lost upon myself." paleness of his cheek; he had not observed --He then hastily left the room, and his the entrance of his family, and was thinking Countess internally vowed never more to aloud-" Spirit of nature," said he, “ how name religion in his presence.Lady Seldon, divine are thy works, how delightful their liowever, descanted daily, nay hourly, on its effects, bear me gently into futurity-I have merits to her two children ; and she never not sought to develope thy mystery—I have failed to set forth, in glowing colours, the only worshipped thee in the bright sun--in horrors of atheism, and the certain fate that the soft moon-in the green fields-in awaited it: perhaps an indefined hope, that humau nature-in my friends--in my wife she might reach the father's heart through my children! Art thou satisfied with such the medium of his children, mingled itself worship-the worship of the heart ?"..Oh with her exertions : but surely she was mis- =-10-110-he is not-he cannot be : what taken in the means she took to obtain this do you mean by the spirit of nature ?” inend.

terrupted his wife. “That which produced A great change had lately taken place in this world and myriads of others; that which Lord Seldon, an hereditary malady was fast produced thee, my sweet Emily, and my bedestroying the seeds of life-his wife now loved children." " My dear father," cried thought it her duty to renew every endea. Laura, her countenance brightening with your for his conversion ; for once she ap- renewed hope, “ we shall meet again in pealed eloquently, for she appealed to the heaven;" he pressed her to his hosom, and heart-she descąuted long on the immeasur- with a voice rendered almost inarticulate by able power of the Almighty—she told him emotion, said, “I hope so, if there be a that even yet it was not too late, “ Repent heaven, I am sure so-and now my sweet -believe-have you faith," said she, her children, to you I will confess what human heart upon her lips, as she turned to the pride would still urge me to conceal, that I dying sufferer. “ If there be a God,” said would give up all, even this last hour of your he, “ good works will be more acceptable in endearments, to purchase, a thorough conhis eyes, than blind faith, pronounced on viction that we should meet again-l go the threshold of existence; and those bene- without fear, but I go cheerlessly; I would fits, my station, my own wishes, have enabled purchase the hope that brightens your brow, me to confer upon others, will be my pro- my Laura,” continued he, as he convulsively pitiation with the Eternal." "If," uur. prest ber fingers" I am without fear,"

STORTINEL

repeated he es but without hope," and re. “How, sirrah ?-Sir Robert's receipt ! laxing the grasp by which he held his You told me he had not given you one." daughter's hand, he sank upon his pillow. . . “Will your honour please to see if that

The sun had scarcely sunk below the bit line is right?horizou-the attendant clouds, still in gorge- Sir John looked at every line, and at erery ous splendour, lingered to tint with varied letter, with much attention ; and at last, beauty the western heaven; the same deli- at the date, which my gudesire had not cious air still played around his forehead- observed, "From my appointed place," he he had spoken but an instant before, and read this twenty-fifth of November." he will never speak again, he will wake no “What !-That is yesterday!-Villain, thou more to rejoicing-he will no more watch must have gone to hell for this !" for and hail the returning spring, the eternal “I got it from your honour's fatherreproduction of nature-no-that form of whether he be in heaven or hell, I know manly beauty will shortly he food for worms not,” said Steenie. --the fire of that eye is fled that often would ." I will delate you for a warlock to the persuade before his tongue gave birth to Privy Council!” said Sir John. "I will eloquence-how soon will all recollection of send you to your master, the devil, with the him be banished from the earth—he who help of a tar-barrel and a torch!” apparently was the centre of a little world, "I intend to delate mysell to the Presbydealing sunshine or discontent, as he di- tery,” said Steenie, “and tell them all' I rected or denied his approving glance. It is have seen last night, whilk are things fitter singular to consider that a unit taken from for them to judge of than a borrel man like the sum of human beings makes no altera- me." tion in the general law; and that the broken S ir John paused, composed himsell, and hearts of his nearest and dearest connections desired to hear the full history; and my go for nothing in the scale of general happi- gudesire told it him from point to point, as I ness.

have told it you-word for word, neither

- more or less. WANDERING WILLIE'S TALE.. Sir John was silent again for a long time,

and at last he said, very composedly, “Stee(Concluded from page 200.)

nie, this story of yours concerns the honour My gudesire uttered mony thanks, and of many a noble family besides mine; and was about to retire, when Sir Robert roared if it be a leasing-making, to keep yourself aloud, “ Stop though, thou sack-doudling out of my danger, the least you can expect is son of a whore! I am not done with thee. to have a red hot iron driver through your Here we do nothing for nothing; and you tongue, and that will be as bad as scauding must return on this very day twelvemonth, your fingers wi' a red-hot chanter. But yet to pay your master the homage that you owe it may be true, Steenie; and if the money me for iny protection."

cast lip, I will not know what to think of it. My father's tongue was loosed of a sud. -But where shall we find the Cat's Cradle? denty, and he said aloud, “1 refer mysell to There are cats

The

bout the old h God's pleasure, and not to yours."

but I think they kitten without the ceremony He had no sooner uttered the word than of bed or cradle." all was dark around him; and he sank on We were best ask 'Hutcheon," said my the earth with such a sudden shock, that he gudesire; " he kens a' the odd corners lost both breath and sense.

about as weel as another serving-man that How lang Steenie lay there he could not is now gane, and that I wad not like to tell; but when he came to himsell, he was name.” Iving in the auld kirkyard of Redgauntlet Aweel, Hutcheon, when he was asked, varishine, just at the door of the family told them, that a ruinous turret, lang disaisle, and the scutcheon of the auld knight, used, next to the clock-house, only accessible Sir Robert, hanging over his head. There hy a ladder, for the opening was on the was a deep morning fog on grass and outside, and far above the battlements, was gravestone around him, and his horse was called of old the Cat's Cradle. fceding quietly beside the minister's twa “There will I go immediately,” said Sir cows. Steenie would have thought the John; and he took (with what purpose, whole was a dream, but he had the receipt Heaven kens,) one of his father's pistols in his hand, fairly written and signed by the from the ball-table, where they had lain auld Laird; only the last letters of his name since the night he died, and hastened to the were a little disorderly, written like one battlements. seized with sudden pain.

It was a dangerous place to climb, for the Sorely troubled in his mind, he left that ladder was auld and frail, and wanted ane dreary place, rode through the mist to Red. or twa rounds. However, up got Sir John, gauntlet Castle, and with much ado he got and entered at the turret door, where his Speech of the Laird. “ Well, you dyvour body stopped the only little light that was in bankrupt," was the first word, “have you the bit turret. Something tlees at him wi' brought me my rent?”.

a vengeance, maist dang him back ower"No," answered my gudesire, “I have bang gaed the knight's pistol, and Hutcheon, not; but I have brought your honour Sir that held the ladder, and my gudesire that Robert's receipt for it.

a n .. stood beside him, hears a loud skelloch, A

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