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During her father's imprisonment, a the substance. He made this distinction frequent intercourse of letters passed be between tragedy and comedy. In come. tween them, and when deprived of pen dy, said he, the plot turns on marriage; and ink, he contrived to write with a coal. in tragedy, it turns on murder. The
When sentence of death was passed on whole intrigue, in the one and the the chancellor, and as he was returning to other, turns on this grand event; will the Tower, his daughter rushing through they marry? will they not marry? Will the guards that surrounded him, threw they murder? will they not murder ? herself upon his neck, and unable to There will be a marriage; there will be speak, wept on his bosom in an agony of a murder; and this forms act the first. despair. The guards were moved to com There will be no marriage, there will be passion at this affecting spectacle, while no murder, and this gives birth to act the he tenderly embracing her, and bestowing second. A new mode of marrying and on her his fatherly blessing, withdrew of murdering is prepared for the third himself from her arms, He had not pro
act. A new difficulty impedes the marceeded many paces, when she again riage or the murder, which the fourth act rushed to him, again threw her arms discusses. At last; the marriage and the around him, while the only words that murder are effected, for the benefit of escaped her were, “My father! Oh my the last act. father!” Unable to speak, while the tears We thought this system of poetics 80 flowed down his cheeks, he could only re- original, that it was impossible to answer peatedly embrace her, while all the spec- seriously the questions of the author. tators displayed the most tender sympathy. I will confess, that half laughing, half The cares of Margaret extended to the gravely, I ridiculed the poor vicar. Jean lifeless remains of her beloved parent: Jacques had not uttered a word, had not by her interests and exertions the body smiled for a moment, had pot moved his was interred within the chapel of St, arm chair; on a sudden he leaps up like Peter, within the precincts of the Tower, a madman, and falling on the vicar, and was afterwards removed to the seizes the MS. throws it on the ground, chancel of the church at Chelsea. His and says to the terrified author, “Your, head having remained fourteen days ex- piece is worth nothing, your speech is an posed on London bridge, in conformity extravagant-all these gentlemen are to his sentence, was about to be cast into laughing at you-go away from hence, the Thames, when it was purchased by return, and vicarize it in your own vilhis daughter. Being on this occasion lage. summoned before the council, she firmly The vicar then gets up with no less avowed and justified her conduct. This fury, vomits forth insult upon insult boldness excited the anger of the king, against his too sincere critic, and from and she was committed to prison, wbence abuse they would have came to blows after a short restraint she was liberated, and tragic murder, had we not interand restored to her husband and family. posed. Rousseau went away in a rage,
The short remainder of her life was which I thought momentary, but which passed in domestic retirement, and in the is not yet over. education of her children: she only survived her father nine years, and died in
DR. SNEYD DAVIES. 1544. In compliance with her desire the
No trace of attachment of the worthy head of her father was buried with her, doctor to the fair sex bas ever been disdeposited in a leaden box, and placed covered, but his late biographer has inupon her coffin.
She was interred in troduced into his life a ludicrous anecst. Dunstan's church, Canterbury, the dote, which combines the modesty and burying place of the Roper family.
simplicity of his character. One day,
upon his return from a visit, a lady who ROUSSEAU.
was a visitor too, solicited the vacant The following anecdote was forgotten seat in his carriage in her way back to in the confessions of this extraordinary Kingsland. Though secretly disconman, but was afterwards collected by certed, neither good humour nor good Monsieur Cerutti, in a conversation with manners permitted him to refuse. When Baron d'Holbach.
he drew near the town, where he was to It would be hard (says the baron) to lose and spill his companion, afraid of conceive the scene which ended in our the gossiping zeal which propagated and rupture. He was. dining with me, in accepted reports, where sex was concompany with several other literary cha- cerned, he thought it most prudent and racters and a vicar, who, after dinner, sagacious to disarm raillery of its aim, by read to us a tragedy which he had written. eluding observation. He therefore drew It was prefaced by a discourse on thea- up the blinds of the carriage. The cuntrical compositions, of which this was ning of the Ostrich is not more ludicrous.
THE MECHANIC'S ORACLE.
The Mechanics' Dracle. if necessary.
When finished to your Excellent Glue for External Work. racked into a sulphured cask, and should
liking, it must be carefully fined and IF a quantity of white lead be well be fined once more before bottling it. ground up with linseed oil, and as much As the principal use of either grapes of the mixture be added to common or vine leaves is to furnish the proper glue as will make it of a whitish colour; ferment—the strength being furnished the mixture forms an excellent glue for by the sugar-we would suggest, that external work. It should be used rather thick, and it requires about double the The Leaves and tender Shoots of Goosetime to dry it, that is necessary to dry
berry and Currant Bushes may be common glue.--Sheraton's Cabinet Dic employed to make Wine. tionary.
The fruits of these contain the proper Petrified Wood.
ferment as well as the grapes, and why About the year 1760, the Emperor of should not their leaves and tender twigs Germany being desirous to know the also contain it, as well as those of the length of time necessary to complete a
vine ? We earnestly recommend this petrifaction, obtained leave from the Sul- fact to the attention of notable housetan to take up and examine one of the wives, and we shall be glad hereafter to timbers that supported Trajan's bridge learn the result. We have no doubt ourover the Danube, a few miles below Bel- selves, that it will prove favourable. To grade. It was found to have been con
make these leaves yield their juice, maverted into an agate, to the depth of cerate them with hot water, as directed half an inch only, the inner parts were
to be done with the vine leaves. slightly petrified, and the central parts In this country we have abundance of stiil wood. These piles had been there vines which never come to perfection, upwards of 1600 years." Kirwan's and still more of gooseberry and currant Geological Essays.
bushes, to supply any quantity of wine. Wine from Grape Leaves and Twigs. neglected ?
Why should such a source of wealth be Experiments made in France, and repeated in this country, have proved that young shoots, the tendrils and leaves of A HUMAN FossiL. A human fossil the vine, possess properties, and contain has lately been submitted to public insubstances, exactly similar to the ripe spection, which was found near Moret, fruit. These, with water and sugar pro- in the department of the Seine and perly fermented, produce a wine similar Marne. A journal has the following to those of foreign growth. Forty or fifty remarks on this rare addition to the lbs. of young leaves and tendrils are to Cabinets of Natural History :-“Say, be put into a tub of sufficient size, and what art thou, a man or a stone ? Did seven or eight gallons of boiling water life ever animate those rude forms, which are to be poured on them. Let them in- the eye can with difficulty define, and fuse for 24 hours, pour off the liquid, not, after all, without some aid from the press the leaves with a strong press, fancy. Are these forms human ? I see wash them with another gallon of water, the place of bones, but I do not see the and again press them. Add from 25 to skeleton itself. This piece of freestone 30lbs. of sugar to the mixed liquors; includes, it is said, certain portions of make up the quantity to ten gallons and animal substance; if the naturalists a half; and ferment as in thc case of think this a sufficient proof, I submit. gooseberries.
As to the head of the horse, which is The above processes are for brisk pointed out to me in the midst of this wines. If sweet wines be wanted, 40lbs. singularly figured block of stone, I conof sugar should be used, and when the fess that I cannot think it any thing else first firmentation is over, the wine should than one of those figures with whieh, in be racked into a sulphured cask, (a cask her sportive moods, Nature sometimes in which some matches have been burnt.) delights to cheat the eye. Well, be it If a dry wine is desired, 50lbs. of fruit so; thou wert a man; thou hast lived; or leaves must be used to 35lbs. of sugar. thou hast felt the sympathies and the The bung must remain open, but the hatreds of thy species. Man of antiliquid must not be suffered to escape. deluvian days, would that thou couldst If the fermentation is too languid, assist suddenly start to life in the midst of us ! it by heat and agitation. If too sweet -What pigmies should we appear bewhen finished, it may be bunged down side thee ! Say, had the world, in thy day, till the spring, when the fermentation its detractors, its cheats, its charlatans, may be renewed: add some fresh juice, its courtiers, its flatterers ?
“Good Night ! ah, no! the hour is it?' THE FEMALE CONVICT.
GOOD Niglit! ah, yes, it is " Good Night"
To many an aching breast-
The pillow's welcome rest.
Sweet to the sufferer's fevered frame, brook, For innermost shame, on another's to look ;
Is evening's gentle close ; And the cheerings of comfort felt ou her ear
The softly whispered, kiud " Good Night,"
That herald of repose. Like deadliest words, that were curses to hear! She still was young, and she had been fair ; While o'er the mourner's slumbers setal But weather-stains, hunger, toil and care, Visions of happier year me That frost and fever that wear the heart, He hails the sweet, though short reprieve Had made the colours of youth depart
From sorrow and from tears, From the sallow cheek, save over it came
If in the wanderer's dreams are near
The forms of friends away,
' is They were sailing over the salt sea foam,
good, Far from her country, far from her lione;
And moarns its transient stay.
Ah, then it is good night!,
Then I'll not mouru this shost delay,
That severs, love from thee;
And in my dreams, if thou be near,
si Twill be "good night," lo mc. And sometimes I thought her large dark eye
No. 79, WITH THE PORTRAIT OF Like a grave-stone seen in the pale moonlight, WASHINGTON IRVING, WILL BE READY And she spoke in a low unearthly tone
IF POSSIBLE NEXT WEEK, The sound from mine ear bath never gone! "I bad last night the loveliest dream,
We feel pleasure in accepting "The My own land shone in the summer beam; I saw the fields of the golden grain,
Bridal Blessing,” for which we shall be I heard the reaper's harvest strain,
at the expence of having a curious en-, There stood on the hills the green pine-tree, graving, illustrative of that singular and And the thrush and the lark sang merrily, ancient ceremony. A long and a weary way I had come ; But I stopped, methought, by mine own swear
The Birds of Endermay,as also the lines bome,
from Eliza, the pathetic tale of Maria 1 stood by the hearth, and my father sat there, and the Dog, and The Water Lilly, With pale thin face, and snow-white hair! The Bible lay open upou bis knee,
shall have an early insertion. But he closed the book to welcome me.
Our fair correspondent, M. has our He led me next where my mother lay,
best thanks for her communications: we And together we knelt by ber grave to pray; And heard a hymn it was beaven to hear,
assure this Lady, bei labours are duly For it echoed one to my young days dear.
appreciated This dream has waked feelings.long, long since We are obliged to W. B. C. S. S. for fied,
his favoars, and shall be most happy of And hopes which I decmed in my heart were dead!
availing ourselves of the means he has We have not spoken, but still I have hung pointed out, We assure our venerable On the northern accents that dwell on ily and respected correspondent,t hat, as we
tongue : To me they are music, -to me they recal
are still in the beyday of ļife, we will The things long hidden by Memory's pall !
not suffer him to transcribe for us. Take this long curl of yellow hair,
Henry Orton, A. T. D. aud Selection, And give it my father, and tell him my prayer, My dying prayer, was for him."
must really excuse our inserting their
coinmunications, although we are well Next day
aware they are the very creaw of Jo2 Upon the deck a coffin lay;
We feel flattered by T.N.'s polite note. The corpse was cast to the wind and wave Mr. Jones will have the kindness to Tlie Convict has found in the green sen a grave, apply to the publisher.
LONDON :-WILLIAM CHARLTON WRIGHT, 65, Paternoster
Row, and may be had of all Booksellers and Newsmen.
COMPRISING 1. The flowers of Literature, 2. The Spirit of the magazines.
3. The Wonders of Nature and Art. 4. The family physician and Domestic Suide. 5. The mechanic's ADracle. The Bridal Blessing, an ancient Teremony; with a curious Specimen of
318 The Old Wrecker 307 Dr. Goldsmith
ib. Eric, the Murderer. 310 Foote
ib, Escape and Marriage of three Nuns...... ib, George Morland
ib. Letter from a Country Actor, &c. ..... 312 Curious Experiment
ib. The Dance of Death.
The Mechanic's Oracle.
313 Historical Doubts
ib, Mr. Fr, Kaufmann's New Musical Instru
To obtain large Potatoes.
ib. ment ib. To extricate Horses from Fire.
ib. A Beggar's Legacy ib, To soften Ivory...
ib. Der Frieschutz 314 The Family Physician.
ib, Description of Highland Manders, &c.. ib. Hydrophobia continued
ib. The Reason why 315 Poetry-To L, E. L....
320 Account of the Carnival at Rome. 316
Midnight Thoughts at Sea........ ib.
ib. Notice to Dogs
The Birds of Endermay, and other
ib. The Terrier Dog.
The Flowers of Literature.
ALLAN VERE inherited the soul of THE BRIDAL BLESSING. genius, but it was a consuming fire
which warmed himself alone, and gave Upon that passage in the Midsummer neither hea nor light to any other object. Night's Dream,” where Oberon says, His spirit was all his own; from the “To the best bride. bed will we,
sanctuary of his busom it never sought “Which by us shall blessed he.
to expand, for he regarded not the ap
plause of the many, and delighted to Mr. Steevens remarks, that it was for- brood in silence over the hidden stores merly a common ceremony for a priest of his intellectual treasure. His mind to bestow a benediction upon the nup- was cast in a mould of such delicacy, that tial couch, at the marriage of a princess; it was not for this world.
It was a but he might have said, at all marriages. stream whose current was equable and In an ancient manual, for the use of placid, but it was easily agitated, and Salisbury, there is preserved a copy of when this agitation ceased, it did not, the form employed, but as it is very long, like the minds of his fellow men, recover and in Latin, we uot trouble our its wonted tone, but subsided into a calm, readers with it. We may observe of this reflecting melancholy. And this melaustrange ceremony, that the people of choly was bis misery; for as one shadow modern times are too enlightened to blended away in the faint distance of credit the necessity of such holy aspira- time, another succeeded, and another, tions to lull the senses, and dissipate the till his very being was tinged with a illusions of the devil. The married darkened hue, and a joyless, yet placid couple, no doubt, rejoiced greatly when twilight hung perpetually over it. And the blessing was ended. In the French why was Allan Vere unhappy? He bad romance of “Melusine," the Bishop who not been of the race of those, whose bard marries the heroine to Raymondin, lot it is to drink of the fountains of sorblesses the nuptial bed, and the good row. He was young, and had met with prelate is represented in a very ancient no calamities to blight the blooms of his cut, of .which the preceding is a copy, youth, and to strew his path with the sprinkling the parties with holy water. iborns of desolation. He did not dwell Sometimes during the operation, the on a joyless, friendless wilderness. There married couple only sat upon the bed, were those in the world who loved, and where they generally partook of a por- honoured, and blest him-who called him tion of consecrated bread and wine. It
and brother, and friend-yet Allan is recorded in France, that on frequent Vere was unhappy. He had the gloom occasions, the priest was improperly de- which so often darkens the temperament tained till the hour of midnight, whilst of genius. He had been baptised in the the wedding-guests rioted in the luxuries waters of melancholy. He was miserable; of the table, and made use of language yet he could not tell why. equally offensive to the clergy, and in There was one being alone who could jurious to their own salvation. It was lighten up this sepulchral desolation, and therefore, in the year 1577, ordained by yet Margaret Howard knew nothing of Pierre de Gondi, archbishop of Paris, her power. It was no casual or short that the ceremony of blessing the nup- acquaintanceship which blended his soul tial bed, should, for the future, be per so intimately with this beautiful being's. formed in the day-time, or at least before He knew her from her earliest girlhood. supper, and in the presence only of the She was the sweetest little cherub that bride and bridegroom, and their nearest lighted upon the county of L relations.
and her beautiful spirit beamed like the There is a singularity in the cut, which rainbow, through a form hardly less is worthy of notice, viz. the horned head- beautiful. These times were not fordress of the bride, a fashion which pre- gotten by Allan Vere. He thought upon vailed in England, during the reign of the days gone by, when, like a seraph Henry 6th, and for a short time after- form, she hastened down her father's wards. . In the Harleian MSS. there is stately avenue to welcome him to his an unpublished poem, by Lydgate, in balls with her artless prattle—when she which he bitterly execrates this unwo
turned her blue eyes, shaded with light manish ornament.
auburn hair, delightfully upon his countenance-when he took her in his arms, and ventured to kiss her carnationed. cheek-or when he guided her little foot