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time to say or do any thing of importance, and fearing every moment to see the hero whom the eighteenth century had so often dreaded at the head of his armies, and al ways admired, expire before my eyes, and in my arms. Those who have been in imminent danger, or in alarming agitation of mind, will easily comprehend what I suffered upon this occasion.

"The day was remarkably warm; the sweat ran down my face in torrents; and I should certainly, if possible, have perspir. ed blood. Finding myself alone with this awfully great prince, surrounded by the most solemn tranquillity, I indulged thoughts and reflections which in turns distracted me, and inspired me with courage. Sometimes I fixed my eyes upon the king; sometimes on a superb bust of white marble and agate, which stood upon the chimney-piece opposite to his bed, and which brought to my mind that passage of his Epistle to Marshal Keith, where he says,

"Virtuous Mark Aurelius,
An example for mankind,
My hero, and my model.

"Without stirring from my place, I observed every thing that appeared remarkable in the king, and even in his apart ment. With his dress, which was a little cynical, he had on his left hand two rings, each consisting of a very large single brilliant on the left he wore another ring less costly, but which was valuable for a different reason; it was a green chrysoprasus from Silesia, which he wore as a memorial of his conquest of that large duchy. Opposite to the door of the king's apartment, which was open, I beheld a beautiful portrait of the Emperor Joseph II. It appeared that his majesty had caused it to be put in the above position, that he might never lose sight of so great and enterprising a monarch.

"Afterwards recovering myself, and returning to my usual situation, I reflected on the honour I had in being called as a physician to attend the greatest of kings. Thinking on the jealousy which this honour would excite in the minds of those who are vexed to see others accomplish that glorious end to which they are not able to attain, I said to myself, If they felt all the uneasiness and all the fears which I now experience, I am certain they would be far from envying my condition.'

"I was not, however, apprehensive of seeing the king expire that day, because he had not the pulse of a dying person, which convinced me that, notwithstanding every unfavourable appearance, the vital strength was not exhausted; and because I flattered myself that this storm might be periodical, and consequently more alarm ing than dangerous.

"While I was absorbed in these reflections, his majesty was awaked by another very violent fit of coughing, and a dreadful oppression. As soon as he was able to speak, he said,This sal ammoniac does not afford me any relief: I will take my digestive powder.' This powder was composed of cream of tartar, nitre, and crabs eyes. I replied, that it would do very well: it would open and relieve his belly. He then took his digestive powder; and at the same time a great quantity of letters were brought to him open, which contained the replies he had given that morning to all the dispatches he had received from foreign countries, and from his own states. These letters were laid upon a table, close to the side of his majesty's easy chair; and, notwithstanding his exhausted state and great weakness, he drew them all towards him, and began to read them. I retired soine paces backwards, as far as the door of the anti-chamber, while his majesty read all these letters, which were probably very short, and with a trembling hand afterwards signed them. When this business was over, I again advanced before his majesty, who said a few words to me respecting his situation; after which he fell asleep, alternately dozing and coughing; but he expectorated a much smaller quantity of blood. Being alone above an hour, with Frederic always asleep, I continued my meditations: but however terrible this scene might be, it still exhibited something which gave me courage.

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If I can extricate myself happily from this painful situation-if I can obtain,' said I, with a kind of enthusiasm, the confidence of this terrible prince, I shall be embarrassed with nothing that may happen to me in the course of my life. I should not be afraid of presenting myself before all the great men in the world, and of looking them boldly in the face." Sometimes, when the king recollected himself, he addressed a few words to me. He then had some stools; the intervals of his being awake were longer; his breathing became freer; and he told me that his colic had left him.

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"For four hours I was at this fatiguing post, when his majesty dismissed me, with these words: Return to-morrow morning at half past six.”

Here we close at present, but we shall probably return with the doctor to pay the dying monarch another visit.

RECOLLECTIONS of lord NELSON.

A HERO without a heart is a very poor affair. Such, we think, were not Alexander or Cæsar. Such, we are

sure, was not Lord Nelson; and thus it is that we feel so differently when we hear these names, than on the mention of Frederic or Napoleon. A hero in Christian times, especially, is expected to be quite a pattern of chivalrous disinterestedness; this makes the selfishness of the characters last named so much the more hateful and unnatural. The heathen he roes were far more Christian than they. -Lord Nelson, with all his vanities and wanderings, had a heart moulded upon the gentlest charities of the Gospel. He was misled into some great faults, both public and private; but he was an object of general love and interest; and there, has only been one other death in our time, not that of a hero, but of a young and virtuous woMAN, which has been wept with still more genuine and universal tears.

There is something very affecting in conversing with any of Lord Nelson's old companions in arms. They venerate his memory, but they love it still more, and there is a womanish tenderness seizes them whenever they speak of him. It is, accordingly, with much interest that we have just perused a very simple and seaman-like journal, with a sight of which we have been favoured, written by a gallant officer who served in his Lordship's ship when he was at Naples in 1799. This was perhaps the most questionable part of his life,-his facility was practised on to the commission of some flagrant violations of public justice, and he lost himself in private, by his foolish idolatry of Lady Hamilton. These circumstances are not concealed in this narrative ;an account, in particular, is given of the barbarous and disgraceful result of the violation of that treaty which had been entered into by Captain Foote with the Neapolitan insur gents, a violation which Lord Nelson consented to, from a very unworthy compliance with the base councils of a treacherous court:this and some other incidents we hope to be permitted to lay before our read ers on another occasion:-at present we shall confine ourselves to a few anecdotes of very little moment, indeed, in themselves, but which have an interest as being connected with Lord Nelson, and as illustrating, in some degree, the kindness of his nature, and the admiration

and love in which he was so univer sally held! We begin with an account of his Lordship's reception at Palermo.

σε 1799, August.

"On the fifth we sailed from Naples, in the Foudroyant, having the king on board, and on the 8th reached Palermo, in Sicily. On steering into the bay, and before we anchored, the queen, accompanied by the hereditary prince, and three princesses, came on board to welcome his majesty on his return, after being restored to his kingdom, and to thank Lord Nelson for being the main instrument of his restoration. The meeting on the quarter deck of the Foudroyant, on this occasion, was really a very interesting scene to myself and the other officers. Immediately after the ship anchored, the royal family, accompanied by Lord Nelson, Sir W. and Lady Hamilton, went on shore to church, to restored to them their kingdom. Aug. 13. turn thanks to the Almighty for having reDuke of Bronte in Sicily, with an estate This day the king created Lord Nelson of three thousand pounds Sterling a year. I saw the title-deeds, they were a folio size, bound in red morocco leather: his Lord. ship was also presented with a sword richly mounted with diamonds, valued at four thousand guincas, which I have frequently had in my hand. Soon after, the combined fleet of Russians and Turks came into the bay from the Levant, and remained a few days, and during their stay, the royal family gave Lord Nelson, at the palace, a grand entertainment of vocal and instrumental music, in commemoration of the battle of the Nile; intended to reflect the greatest possible honours on the heroes of that proud day. To this entertainment the officers of the Russian and Turkish fleet were invited, together with the officers of his Lordship's own ship, the Foudroyant, at that time the only English man of war in the bay. After the music was finished, our attention was called to the balconies and windows of the palace, in front of which there was a very grand disthe Nile. The imitation was astonishing: play of fireworks representing the battle of Ships firing broad-side to broad-side, a con tinual roar of cannon, and a constant blaze of musquetry-the masts and yards of the shipping crashing as they fell-shells flying from the castle of Aboukir--and, finally, the awful and tremendous explosion of the French admiral's ship, L'Orient. To this entertainment, the whole noblesse of Palermo and its vicinity assembled, so that the number of people was very great. garden, and here one would have imagined From the palace we were conducted to the himself upon enchanted ground, for the whole place was illuminated with innum erable lamps disposed in the finest taste. From tree to tree were extended wreaths

of flowers, from the centre of each of which a lamp was suspended. Pyramids corresponding in number to that of the captains who fought at the Nile, and bearing their names, were erected, each about twentyfour feet in height, all hung with lamps. At the foot of the garden, on an elevation of eleven steps, covered with red cloth, stood a large Temple of Fame thirty feet high, covered with paper of gold, and studded with a thousand lamps: on the top was a triumphal car, in which stood a figure of the King of Naples. On the upper step of the clevation, in front of the temple, stood three figures, representing Lord Nelson, Sir W. and Lady Hamilton, in their proper dresses. Over the figure of Lord Nelson, in the centre, was suspended a figure of Fame, with a laurel crown in her hand. Their majesties, accompanied by Lord Nelson, Sir W. and Lady Hamilton, advanced to the foot of the steps. The king them ascended to the top, leading his youngest son Leopold, whom he lifted up to the figure of Fame, from whose hand the young prince took the laurel crown, and placed it on the figure of Lord Nelson. Inside the temple there was also a great blaze of lamps, and from the roof was suspended a large figure of Fame, flying to England with news of victory in her hand. The night being calm, with an unclouded sky, the ladies had all come here in their full dresses, so that in every direc tion you saw walking groupes of elegant and beautiful women, sparkling with a profusion of diamonds and embroidery, amid bands that were playing delightful pieces of music, and fountains throwing out pure water to a great height, through the radiance of the lamps with which they were hung."

This is all very splendid. The ineident which we shall next introduce carries us forward, in imagination, to a very different scene, more silent far, where kings and poets lie."

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"Captain Hallowell, of the Swiftsure 74, one of the ships which fought at the battle of the Nile, having after the engagement picked up the main-mast of L'Orient, which blew up in the action, out of the mast had a coffin made, and sent it, accompanied by a letter, on board the Vanguard, as a present to Lord Nelson, who gratefully received it. It was not painted, but was kept in the natural colour of the wood, having a label on the bottom, inside, mentioning from what it was made. The following is a copy of Captain Hallo

well's letter.

"Swiftsure, 23d May 1799. "MY LORD.-Herewith I send you a coffin made of part of L'Orient's mainmast, that when you are tired of this life, you may be buried in one of your own

trophies; but may that period be far distant, is the sincere wish of your obedient and much obliged servant, BEN. HALLOWELL."-" I remember one circumstance respecting this coffin. While we were laying at anchor in the bay of Palermo, the ship being dressed in colours, their Sicilian majesties, accompanied by Sir W. and Lady H. came on board on a visit, and had a wish to see the lower gun deck. Just as their majesties came out of the cabin to the quarter deck, Lord Nelson stepped on one side to me, and said, 'T―, run down and order up my coffin, place it on the after part of the lower deck, and spread a flag over it.' What flag, my Lord ?" He answered, A union flag.' I immediately ran down, and ordered the coffin out of his own store-room, and had it placed on two short boxes abaft the mizenmast, so that the company, in going round the lower deck, all passed close to it. I saw the tears in the eyes of Lady Hamilton just after passing it, and she appeared to be speaking about it to his Lordship."

Lord Nelson continued to carry this coffin with him in every ship in which he afterwards sailed, and we believe was buried in it. The following are traits of his characteristic kindness.

"March 1800.-On our arrival at Mal

ta, 1 found the Foudroyant at anchor off Alexander anchored, a boat from the Fou Saint Paul's bay, and the moment the droyant was sent to bring me on board. While passing between the two ships, the officer of the boat informed me that Lord Keith had proposed that I should go on board the Queen Charlotte on promotion, viz. as junior lieutenant, and take my chance or turn in getting promoted; but to this proposal Lord Nelson had not consented. Immediately on my getting from the boat to the quarter deck, his Lordship came out of his cabin, shook me by the hand, and in a friendly manner told me what had passed, adding that he thought it better that I should remain a full lieutenant with him, than go on board Lord Keith's ship as a junior. To receive such a compliment and mark of friendship from so great and gallant an officer, was in the highest degree flattering, and I told his Lordship how much I felt honoured and obliged by this proof of kindness; that I was happy in being under his command, and had no desire to part from him. With this answer he seemed pleased, and retiring to his cabin, said Very well.' Very few admirals would have acted as his Lordship did in this case, for had he sent me on board the Queen Charlotte, according to Lord Keith's offer, it would have made room for another of his followers to become first lieutenant. The secretary after

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wards told me in confidence, that his Lordship said to him, T shall not leave this ship, till he goes out of her a captain;' and this accordingly happened about three months after."

The Queen Charlotte was burnt, with the greater part of her crew, shortly afterwards, so that Lord Nelson's kind interference on this occasion had much the appearance of a Providential interposition, and the officer whose journal we are quoting piously feels it in that light. We may, perhaps, hereafter give our readers his striking picture of the conflagration of that ship. In the mean time, to proceed with his anecdotes of Lord Nelson.

hurried leave of his Lordship, and immediately proceeded to join the ship to which I was appointed.-I shall mention, before I conclude, one or two more slight traits of this great man. On February 18, 1800, when the Foudroyant was in chase of Le Genereux, 74, I was standing by his LordCaptain Sir Edward Berry was on his right. ship's left hand on the larboard gangway, We had fired the two foremost guns on the larboard side of the lower gun-deck at the enemy, and were just drawing up on his starboard quarter, when he fired his broadside, and hauled down his colours. His Lordship turned to me, and said, · What do you think of that fellow?' I answered, that I thought he had acted very humanely, for, had he persisted till we had got fairly along-side, it must have caused a dreadful slaughter aboard him. Very true,' replied his Lordship, but he ought to have sent us into a harbour,' meaning that he ought to have fought till he had disabled us in our masts and rigging. On another occasion, speaking of Le Genereux, &c. &c. his Lordship said, ' A man should always fight when an opportunity offered, as it happened but seldom.' I add only one other little anecdote. By a law of Malta, no cotton can be exported until manufactured into some kind of cloth, &c. While we lay at anchor off La Valette, a man came off with a few handsome white figured bed-covers for sale; some of them were fringed, others plain. They were all carried into Lord Nelson's cabin, when they were bought up by his Lordship, Sir W. and Lady Hamilton, and some other officers and ladies. I sent money to purchase a fringed cover, but they were all disposed of. His Lordship, on finding this, immediately said, Let Thave mine, and I will take a plain one.' This was done accordingly; the quilt is still in my possession, and, as may be supposed, I set a value on it far above its intrinsic worth."

"Having arrived at Malta, we anchor ed in Marsa Sirocco Bay, where we found lying at anchor H. M. ship Culloden, of 74 guns, Captain Sir Thomas Trowbridge, one of the best seamen and most zealous officers in his Majesty's navy, and one of Lord Nelson's most tried and beloved friends. His sound advice had been of use to his Lordship on many occasions, and might have been of more, for he did not conceal from him his sentiments respecting the Neapolitan court, and particularly Lady Hamilton. I know that Sir Thomas Trowbridge detested her, and was grieved to see his dear friend so infatuated. I have reason to think that he said a great deal to Lord Nelson on this head during their present meeting. While we remained in this bay, his Lordship, Sir W. and Lady Hamilton, resided at the Palace of St Antonie, with Captain Sir Alexander Ball, who acted on shore as governor of the island, and was in a manner idolized by the Mal. tese. On the 21st of May 1800 we sailed from this bay, Sir W. and Lady Hamilton having returned on board. We left the Culloden at anchor in the bay, but Sir Thomas came on board in his barge, and accompanied us for a considerable distance, and, after parting, I saw Lord Nelson, walking backward and forward on the quarter-deck, very much affected, the tears flowing down his cheeks, which he endea voured in vain to conceal. He was part ing with one who had often nobly support ed him in the day of battle. Next day Lord Nelson sent for me into the cabin, and put into my hand a sealed packet, directed Captain T, on board the Fou droyant. I took occasion to express my sincere gratitude for all his acts of kindness to me, and the happiness I felt in receiving my first commission from his Lordship's (Continued from last Number, p. 231.) own hand personally. How, indeed, could I feel otherwise than honoured in receiving such a distinction conferred upon me by the greatest warrior of the age? I took a VOL. V.

This last trait almost reminds us of a

much finer anecdote of Sir Philip Sydney, which is too well known to be repeated. The circumstances, indeed, are very different, but the character of mind is the same. Nelson had quite as little selfishness as Sydney, and, therefore, he is a hero of the same class, the only species of that production which we have any wish to see indigenous in the British soil.

THE RUNAWAY.

PART THIRD.

PooR Dick! he gladly would have fled,
But weariness his strength subdu'd;

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He cried, and hung his foolish head-
The boy was famishing for food.

The Gypsies took his passive hand,
And led him to their tatter'd tent;
To cut and carve he did not stand,
But tooth and nail to work he went.

A half pluck'd chicken and a crust

Fish'd from the kettle on the fire; Folks are not nice when eat they must, And little salt or sauce require.

As he devour'd this dainty mess,

They mark'd him with inquiring eye,
While pretty near the truth they guess,
Though to explain they find him shy.

Then in his drink a drug they threw,
That cast him into torpid rest,
While round the female Gypsies drew,
And soon the sleeper was undress'd.
His wholesome skin with dextrous dye
A dingy yellow now became;
His hair close shorn, clos'd up one eye,
None could have guess'd him for the

same.

Wrapt round in filthy ragged weeds,

Behold a Gypsy boy complete. To waking terrors rage succeeds;

But he is caught-there's no retreat. "Good little boy, you learn our art: No good, no victual-dat's our way ;Of what you catch you have a part

So you must learn the gins to lay."

Now roosts are robb'd, and springes set

For the wild rabbit and the hare;
For birds he now must spread the net,
Himself entangled in the snare.
How oft he thinks of friends and home!

How oft regrets his follies past!
Making resolves for time to come,
When he escapes their toils at last.
And now the gang, from long success
Grown bold, all punishment deride;
From less to more, foolhardiness

Ev'n the Justice 'self defy'd.

Resolv'd to strip his poultry yard,

The dogs they lay in death-like sleep; But who against all chance can guard,

Or frighted fowls from cackling keep? Cocks, hens, and chickens spread alarm;

The servants rous'd, with fork and flail Come pouring down in such a swarm,

Nor art nor arms can ought avail.

The flying host are far away,

So panic-struck, though late so bold; Poor Dick is seiz'd where snug he lay,With him they left the bag to hold. Detain'd and watch'd till morning light, Bound hand and foot the culprit lay; Sure never was so long a night, Sure never rose so dark a day.

PART FOURTH.

At morn before his worship brought,

With fear and shame, he hung his head, "The young knave's better fed than taught;

So, sirrah! all your friends are fled."

“No, not my friends," poor Dick reply'd, "They kept me sore against my will, To leave them I have often try'd,

But they confin'd and held me still. "My father is an honest man,

And if I had not been a fool,

I should not from my home have ran, Because he made me go to school." "So, then you're not a gypsy lad :

Here, Peter! wash and make him clean; Perhaps, poor boy, he's not so bad,

If he speaks truth, it will be seen." Well scrubb'd and cleans'd, his wholesome skin

Once more assumed its native hue, The patch remov'd, his eyes were seen, A goodly pair, of glossy blue. Stripp'd of his rags, a garb he had,

The cast-off of his worship's heir, And when he decently was clad,

He stood before the Justice chair. Refresh'd with bread, and cheese, and ale, And kindness, earnestly he sought To tell the magistrate his tale,

How by the gypsies he was caught.His father's home, his uncle John,

Their cottage standing near the mill,But where? why near the market town; What was it call'd? he could not tell. What county? Dicky did not know,

Had never heard, so could not say: "Poor lad! suppose you let him go

With me, your Worship? he's a stray," Said Sergeant Kite, "he's young but

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