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teen-penny-halfpenny comes in return.

We set out

quaintance of mine, who had lived in Archangel, in his place), he instantly with inexpressible forbearsome fine morning after breakfast, when in good for some years, did not receive my last letter to him. ance and benevolence gave the conversation another humour with oneself and all the world ; and after When he came to London, he called on me as before. turn, and asked him many questions about his own bending one's steps to St John's Wood or Hack- I was gone no one knew where ; he gave up, as country, his family, and even about his horses and ney, find the object almost without any trouble, hopeless, the idea of finding me. But the very day dogs. enjoying all the luxuries and happiness of an before he sailed again for the White Sea, he met me Such traits as these, which at the first glance, may English fireside. Thus an address is a complete near Hamlet's, the jeweller's, and accosted me thus; appear insignificant, are however those by means of leading-string to our object, for while we have the My dear fellow, I am truly glad to see you, which Plutarch, in his Biography, gives such imprese address of any of our friends we cannot say they are only think what an extraordinary thing my meeting sive pictures, and which so completely delude the lost to us, although they may be far-far away. you amongst million and half of peo- imagination, that Timoleon, Dion, and Philopæm en Again, I ever look with suspicion when I find that a ple without an address !A wide address may be do not appear as spirits called forth from the hoa ry person cannot readily give his address, and the in- considered as a great object of ambition, and 'may ages of antiquity, but as intimate friends, with whom quiry sometimes acts as a kind of touchstone. The serve, if duly considered in well-regulated minds, to we have lived in social intercourse for many years, in tongue faulters; you no longer look on a counte- stimulate the youth of the present day to more than the same town at least, if not under the same roof. nance void of expression, a barber's block, or a ordinary exertion. This kind of address has been And, after all, this kind of forbearance is one of the graven image ; but the face assumes a complexion of enjoyed by some of our most eminent men in com- most amiable features in the human character, and a kind which to the observant eye cannot be inis- merce and literature; thus, Kirkman Finlay, Glas- perhaps one of the most difficult to practice. taken for the blush of innocence, or hue of health. gow-Dr Brewster, Edinburgh-Henry Brougham, No. 'Tis because its head reposes on some dirty London-Benjamin Constant, Paris —Washington pillow in the neighbourhood of Manilla place, or Irving, America - Dr Herschel, Europe.

THE RETURN. the boundaries of the King's Bench. Though some To conclude this sketch. Sailors may be consithere are who, lost to every sense of feeling in this dered as having no address, they being so often, as

FREELY TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN OF respect, care not who knows their address, and who it were, out of the pale of society. They may send

c. müchler.
go on like the Caird in Burns's Jolly Beggars, to us—we cannot send to them. This circumstance Art thou the land with which my fancy teens,

no doubt must have grieved the heart of the gallant
“ Let them cant about decorum
poet, Dorset, when he wrote that beautiful address

Whose golden plains once brightly round me shone?
Who have characters to lose."
“ To all you Ladies now at Land,” for no answer

Which oft hath shed sweet magic o'er my dreams, could come in return to men whose post was the And cheer'd me on with hope when feeble grown? I was lately led into a curious speculation of tide, and whose address was the sea.

Art thou the land? Art thou the land ? certain classes of persons, who have no fixed residence or “address.” Such as travellers, soldiers, and

I greet thee, I greet thee, O my fatherland! sailors; but first of all let me begin with myself. I often find myself in a humour to be alone, although

Art thou the town, beside the rippling stream,

BONNET, THE NATURALIST, I cannot imagine my own company half so delight

Tow'rd which, in sadness, oft my eye I've cast ? ful as Lord Ogilby's picture of himself, when alone,

Where life's unclouded spring did on me beam, in the Clandestine Marriage. However, I some. This is from the travels of Matthison, the German And the young hours in thrilling pleasure passed ? times steal away for a day or so, and place myself writer. We do not see the inexpressible forbear

Art thou the town? Art thou the town? in the corner of some inn, in the suburbs, where I feel a peculiar satisfaction in being beyond the

ance and benevolence" of Bonnet towards his visitor ; To thee, to thee I come, O native town! reach of anything like a twopenny-post man's knock, though his conduct was truly polite and good natured, my address being for the time known to no single and worthy of a man of sense. Neither is the poor

Art thou the home in which my cradle stood, creature in the world, except myself; and there are

Where sorrow's bitter pang I never knew ? traveller despised : he at least meant well. But the people in this mighty Babylon, who “ live and move

The future there appeared a glowing food, and have their being” no person knows nor cares where scene is amusing.

The world a path, where joys celestial grew. (a hermit in London is proverbial); who live almost Three days ago, I was at Geneva, and dined at a

Art thou the home? Art thou the home ? without the aid of the world, and who die (I may table d'hôte. A young Englishman sat by me, whom say) without an address. Again, a friend goes to I soon recognised as one of the storks in Lessing's Receive me once again, paternal home! visit the falls of Niagara and America. He may, well-known fable, who, in their excursions, seldom meanwhile, be considered quite out of the world, in concerned themselves with anything except to ascer

Are ye the meads ? Art thou the peaceful vale, regard to us; suddenly we receive to our great joy, tain the topography of frog-ditches. He asked me Which oft at silent eve, I've blithely crossed ? a ship letter containing his address. He thus imme- where Bonnet lived; this introduced a conversation My spirit then would o'er your bound'ries steal, diately becomes again one of our kindred. A friend among us, which at length led to my inquiring if he of mine lately related to me rather a curious had ever read any of Bonnet's works. “ No; I know

Until each trace in fading blue was lost. incident of this kind. In the summer of last year, nothing at all about him, but he is here in my list;"

Are ye the meads ? Are ye the meads ? he left his house Bond street, and after visiting and immediately taking out a pocket-book, he pro- Receive me once again, O native meads! various places in the north, during which time duced a paper, whence he read the following inven(about three weeks) he had not written home, tory of things worthy of observation in Geneva :- Could I here rest, and rural joys be mine, nor heard from thence, he found himself curi. I. The Portico of St Peter's Church ;-II. The The storm would cease—a brighter morning break; ously situated, and quite alone, on some stepping Junction of the Arve with the Rhone ;-III, Saus

My pilgrim-staff I'd to the brook consign, stones, which led a considerable way into a lock, sare's Cabinet of Natural Curiosities;-IV. Monsieur somewhere betwixt Loch Lomond and Loch Tay. Bonnet ;-V. Monsieur Bourrit. “ As you have

And, borne by friendship, life's last journey take It all at once occurred to him, that he stood, never read any of his works then,” said I, "might it To thee, O grave- To thee, O grave, as it were, alone in the midst of the world. On cast- not be as well to go to the bookseller's and get him Where rest my fathers; gladly, then, O grave ! ing his eyes around, it so happened as if every moving to shew you some : his Contemplation de la Nature, and creeping thing on the face of the earth had hid for instance, read some chapters, and you would itself. No lambkins sported near, nor shepherds then not only be less embarrassed in case he should piped on the lea. The descending sun was casting ask you whether you are at all acquainted with his Art of being Obeyed. The mandate which exacts its long streaks of light and shade on the scene, sha- writings, but you would, I am sure, have very great

obedience may lose the despotic character with which dowing the sides of the mighty hills, deep and mo- pleasure in the perusal."

harshness would invest it, and become even pleasurtionless, into the waters of the lake, which all the He thanked me for my advice, which he said he able, if communicated in forms and terms of kindness. "chalk and reel" of Salvator Rosa or Claude can would certainly follow, and then left me, after having

Men there are, whom to serve, is in itself pleasurable, give but a faint idea of. As he looked around on carefully entered the name of Bonnet's place of abode from the consideration for the feelings of others this calm and pleasing prospect, he was struck with in his pocket-book.

which accompanies their demands for service. the grandeur of the panorama. The mountains, near Yesterday, after dinner, as we were playing at

Bentham. and at a distance, seemed by their profound stillness chess, a foreigner was introduced, whom I imme. to be awaiting some awful event that was about to diately recollected to be the person I had seen before. befall. Yet he thought of “ home and beauty”- Bonnet received him with that cordiality and con

TO CORRESPONDENTS. he thought of Bond street-he thought of scales, ciliatory kindness with which you are so well ac- Thanks to the Freeman's Journal (Dublin) and our weights, and measures-of the many pounds of tea quainted, and begged him to sit down on the sofa. cordial friend Mr D. who sent it us. Also to Mr and coffee that had that morning been served out to After the conversation had ran through the customary the many unwashed housemaids from the streets ad. forms of " Whence come you?” and “ Whither are

L. who wrote to us on Windown, and sent us the jacent to his establishment.

As to his young men,
you going?” &c. &c., Bonnet addressed him

magazines. And to the other Mr L. who forwarded they knew nothing save that his name stood as bright • You have probably occupied yourself, sir, with the book on the Metropolis. The approbation of in the gold letters above his door as ever, and that the speculative philosophy ?'

these gentlemen has highly gratified us. shop was kept as regularly open from morning till • No, not at all, but I saw all your works yes

The letter on « night, as before. He also imagined that as many terday.'

Swearing" in our next. carriages and people would be passing his windows, • Saw them !'-_He stopped short, but supposing

In reply to our Correspondent's answer, we asked as when he himself stood at the door of his house. that the young man who spoke French very ill, bad the age of the writer on “ Gallantry," because, if But now, where was he? On the bounds of eter- made use of some wrong expression, immediately nity! “ Awful thought!” said he to himself; proceeded :— It would make me very happy if my

young, (as we find he is,) there is promise in his “ were I to jump a yard, or perhaps stir a foot, I writings afforded you any entertainment. Might any

writing, though it is hardly yet ripe enough for publi. might never again be heard of, my address being thing in particular strike you ?'

cation. The same observation applies to our modest known only to myself; and having no relations, my • Yes, yes, indeed, the Glaciers in particular, for friend TESTATOR. goods and iny chattels, what would become of them they are all excellens naturels.'-- I give you bis own Mr Lewis is informed that the whole of Mr in all the world !”

expressions. Again, we may consider a correct address of the There was no occasion for an Edipus here to

Shelley's poetical works are to be had (together with first importance in a commercial point of view. But

divine that, according to my advice, he had been to a those of Coleridge and Keats) in one large volume, for this, commerce, both by sea and land, would soon bookseller's where, confusing Bonnet with Bourrit as octavo, published in Paris by Galignani. We bestand still. Look at this city, for instance, and at they stood together on his list, he had inquired for the recent returns of the Post Office, which show the works of the latter, and had seen his travels in

lieve also that a London edition, in small volumes, such a large sum coming yearly into the hands of the Alps, the engravings in which had probably at

has lately been completed. Government, from being enveloped in an improper tracted his attention, and were the only part of which The “ Musings on a Stone" shall be carefully read, address; and at the West-end, morning visits, even- he had any idea. Bonnet immediately perceived his and the answer given next week. ing calls, soiries, and conversaziones, would be all at mistake, and it was really quite affecting to see how, an end, but for this one thing. Changing our instead of taking advantage of it and leading him on address is oftentimes attended with bad to stumble further and further, so as to produce a

LONDON: Published by H. HOOPER, 13, Pall Mall East. sequences, both to business and friends. An ac- piquant scene, (as an hundred others would have done From the Steam-Press of C. & W. REYNELL, Little Pulteney street.

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due measure. We do not, in general, love and honour are neither pretty in themselves, nor give us informaany one single colour enough, and we are instinc. tion. The country people are apt to do them more

tively struck with a conviction to this effect, when justice. Goldy-locks, ladies'-fingers, bright-eye, rose In the window beside which we are writing this we see it abundantly set forth. The other day we a-rubic, shepherd's-clock, shepherd's-purse, saucearticle, there is a geranium shining with its scarlet saw a little garden-wall completely covered with nas- alone, scarlet runners, sops-in-wine, sweet-william, tops in the sun, the red of it being the more red for a turtiums, and felt how much more beautiful it was &c. give us some ideas either useful or pleasant. But back-ground of lime-trees, which are at the same time than if any thing had been mixed with it. For the from the peasantry also come many uncongenial breathing and panting like airy plenitudes of joy, and leaves, and the light and shade, offer variety enough. names, as bad as those of the botanists. Some of the developing their shifting depths of light and shade, The rest is all richness and simplicity united,—which latter are handsome as well as learned, have meanings of russet brown and sunny inward gold.

is the triumph of an intense perception. Embower easily found out by a little reading or scholarship, It seems to say " Paint me!” So here it is. a cottage thickly and completely with nothing but and are taking their place accordingly in popular Every now and then some anxious fly comes near

roses, and nobody would desire the interference of nomenclatures: as amaranth, adonis, arbutus, asphoit:—we hear the sound of a bee, though we see none; another plant.

del, &c., but many others are as ugly as they are farand upon looking closer at the flowers, we observe Everything is handsome about the geranium, not fetched, such as colchicum, tagetes, yucca, ixia, methat some of the petals are transparent with the light, excepting its name; which cannot be said of all sembryanthemum; and as to the Adansonias, Browwhile others are left in shade; the leaves are equally flowers, though we get to love ugly words when allias, Koempferias, Jolin Tomkinsias, or whatever adorned after their opaquer fashion, with those effects associated with pleasing ideas. The word “geranium” the personal names may be that are bestowed at the of the sky, showing their dark-brown rims; and on

is soft and elegant; the meaning is poor, for it botanical font by their proud discoverers or godone of them a red petal has fallen, where it lies on comes from a Greek word signifying a crane, the fathers, we have a respect for botanists and their purthe brighter half of the shallow green cup, making fruit having a form resembling that of suits, and wish them all sorts of little immortalities its own red redder, and the greca greener.

We crane's head or bill. Crane's-bill is the English except these: unless they could unite them with perceive, in imagination, the scent of those good

name of Geranium ; though the learned appellation something illustrative of the flower as well as themnatured leaves, which allow you to carry off their

has superseded the vernacular. But what a reason selves. A few, certainly, we should not like to disperfume on your fingers : for goodnatured they are, for naming the flower! as if the fruit were any place, Browallia for one, which was given to a Peruin that respect, above almost all plants, and fittest for thing in comparison, or any one cared about it. vian flower by Linnæus, in honour of a friend of his the hospitalities of your rooms. The very feel of the Such distinctions, it is true, are useful to botanists; of the name of Browall; but the name should have leaf has a household warmth in it, something analo. but as plenty of learned names are sure to be reserved included some idea of the thing named. The Browgous to clothing and comfort. for the free-masonry of the science, it would be

allia is remarkable for its brilliancy. “ We cannot," better for the world at large to invent joyous and says Mr Curtis, “ do it justice by any colours we Why does not every body (who can afford it) have beautiful names for these images of joy and beauty.


Now why not have called it Browall's a geranium in his window, or soine other flower? It

In some instances, we have them; such as heart's. Beauty ? or Browall's Inimitable? The other day is very cheap ; its cheapness is next to nothing if you raise it from seed, or from a slip ; and it is a beauty darling"), daisy (day's-eye), &c. And many flowers ease, honey-suckle, marygold, mignonette (" little we were admiring an enormously beautiful apple, and

were told it was called “ Kirk's Admirable," after the and a companion. It sweetens the air, rejoices the

are so lovely, and have associated names otherwise gardencr who raised it. We felt the propriety of this eye, links you with nature and innocence, and is

name directly. It was altogether to the purpose. something to love. And if it cannot love you in unmeaning so pleasantly with one's memory, that no new ones would sound so well, or seem even to have

There was use and beauty together,--the name of the return, it cannot hate you; it cannot utter a hateful

such proper significations. In pronouncing the raiser, and the excellence of the fruit raised. It is a thing, even for your neglecting it; for though it is all beauty, it has no vanity: and such being the case,

words, lilies, roses, pinks, tulips, jonquils, we see the pity that all fruits and Aowers, and animals too, exand living as it does purely to do you good and afford things themselves, and seem to taste all their beauty cept those with good names, could not be passed in and sweetness. “ Pink” is a harsh, petty word in

review before somebody with a genius for christening, you pleasure, how will you be able to neglect it? itself, and yet assuredly it does not seem so ; for in

as the creatures did before Adam in Paradise, and so But pray, if you chuse a geranium, or possess but a

the word we have the flower. It would be difficult have new names given them, worthy of their creation. few of them, let us persuade you to chuse the scarlet to persuade ourselves that the word rose is not very

Suppose flowers themselves were new! Suppose kind, the “old originals' geranium, and not a variety beautiful. “ Pea" is poor, Chinese like mono- they had just come into the world, a sweet reward of it-not one of the numerous diversities of red and syllable; and “ Briar” is rough and fierce, as it for some new goodness : and that we had not yet white, blue and white, ivy-leaved, &c. Those are all

ought to be; but when we think of Sweet-Peu and seen them quite developed; that they were in the beautiful, and very fit to vary a large collection ; but Sweet-Briar, the words appear quite worthy of their

act of growing; had just issued with their green to prefer them to the originals of the race, is to run

epithets. The poor monosyllable becomes rich in stalks out of the ground, and engaged the atteution the hazard of preferring the curious to the beautiful,

swcetness and appropriation ; the rough dissyllable of the curious. Imagine what we should feel when and costliness to sound taste. It may be taken as a also; and the sweeter for its contrast. But what

we saw the first lateral stem bearing off from the good general rule, that the most popular plants are can be said in behalf of liver-wort, blood-wort, main one, or putting forth a leaf. How we should the best; for otherwise they would not have become dragon's head, devil's bit, and devil in a bush?

watch the leaf gradually unfolding its little graceful such. And what the painters call “

pure colours,"
There was a charming line in some verses in our

hand; then another, then another; then the main
are preferable to mixed ones, for reasons which Na-
last week's journal, written by a lady.

stalk rising and proclucing more; then one of them ture herself bas given when she painted the sky of

giving indications of an astonishing novelty, a bud! J're marr'd

your blisses, one colour, and the fields of another, and divided the

then this mysterious, lovely bud gradually unfolding

Those sweete kisses rainbow itself into a few distinct hues, and made the

That the young breeze so loved yesterdaye!

like the leaf, amazing us, enchanting us, almost red rose the queen of Aowers. Variations of flowers I've seen ye sighing,

alarming us with delight, as if we knew not what are like variations in music, often beautiful as such,

Now ye're dying ;

enchantment were to ensue: till at length, in all its

How could I take your prettie lives away? but almost always inferior to the theme on which

fairy beauty, and odorous voluptuousness, and they are founded,--the original air. And the rule But you could not say this to dragon's head and mysterious elaboration of tender and living sculpture, holds good in beds of flowers, if they be not very devil's bit

shone forth large, or in any other small assemblage of them. () dragon's head, devil's bit, blood-wort,-say,

" the bright consummate flower !" Nay, the largest bed will look well, if of one beautiful How could I take your pretty lives away?

Yet this phenoinenon, to a mind of any thought colour ; while the most beautiful varieties may be in

This would be like Dryden's version of the pig- and lovingness, is what may be said to take place harmoniously mixed up. Contrast is a good thing, squeaking in Chaucer

every day; for the commonest objects are only wonbut we should first get a good sense of the thing to

Poor swive! as if their pretty hearts would break. be contrasted, and we shall find this preferable to the

• We learn this from the Flora Domestica, an elegant

and poetry-loving book, specially intended for cultivators contrast, if we are not rich enough to have both in The names of flowers in general, among the polite,

of flowers at home. [From the Steam-Press of C. &W. REYVELI., Little Pulteney-street.

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ders at which habit has made us cease to wonder, and self-seeking drove him. Never however is it to be fore enge for two thousand crowns.”—“ You have only the marvellousness of which we may renew at pleasure, gotten, that although he could not make love as well guessed two thousand crowns too much (says she), by taking thought. Last spring, walking near some as he fancied, be struck notes of other truths and unis for it cost me nothing.”—“ How! nothing !"_" No,

nothing; unless you place a dozen days work in the cultivated grounds, and seeing a multitude of green versalities into the hearts of mankind never to be for- year to my gardener's account, as many to two or stalks peeping forth, we amused ourselves with liken- gotten, and that the misgiving egotist, who justified three of my people, and some to M. Wolmar, who ing them to the plumes or other head-gear of fairies, the alienation of those that loved him by copdemning has sometimes condescended to officiate in my service and wondering what faces might ensue; and from himself before-hand in his own complaints and exac

as a gardener.” I could not comprehend this riddle ;

but Eloisa, who had hitherto held me, said to me this exercise of the fancy, we fell to considering how tions, was also the bold philosopher who interrogated (letting me loose) “ Go and you will understand it. true, and not merely fanciful, those speculations half the existing opinions of mankind, and found Farewell Tinian! Farewell Juan Fernandez! Farewere; what a perpetual reproduction of the marvel- them tremble before him.

well all enchantment! In a few minutes you will

find your way back from the end of the world.” lous was carried on by Nature; how utterly ignorant We select from a translation of the “ New

I began to wander over the orchard thus metamor. we were of the causes of the least and most dis

Eloisa” a passage, worth the attention of the phosed with a kind of ecstacy; and if I found no esteemed of the commonest vegetables; and what a lovers of gardening, and such as will afford our

exotic plants nor any of the produce of the Indies, I quantity of life, and beauty, and mystery, and use, readers another snug scene of sylvan enjoyment, posed and blended in such a manner as to produce the

found all those which were natural to the soil disand enjoyment, was to be found in them, composed fit for the month, and exhibiting the charm- most cheerful and lovely effects. The verdant turf, out of all sorts of elements, and shaped as if by the ing combination of the two ideas of home and thick, but short and close, was intermixed with wild hands of fairies. What workmanship, with no appa- remoteness. Rousseau is truly at home here, with thyme, balm, sweet marjoram, and other fragrant rent workman! What consummate elegance, Nature, to whom he was nothing, and therefore

herbs. You might perceive a thousand wild flowers though the result was to be nothing (as we call it) whom he could not plague or be plagued by. If the

dazzle your eyes, among which you would be surprized

to discover some garden flowers, which seemed to but a radish or an onion, and these were to be con- trees could have spoken to him, he would have quar- grow natural with the rest. I now and then met sumed or thrown away by millions! A rough tree relled with them. Something which they said, or did with shady tufts, as impervious to the rays of the sun, grows up, and at the tips of his rugged and dark not say, would have been found unsatisfactory. Why

as if they had been in a thick forest. These tufts fingers he puts forth, -round, smooth, shining, and aid he not discover that there are hearts which branches of which they bend till they hang on the

were composed of trees of a very flexible nature, the hanging delicately,--the golden apple, or the cheek- could have been equally tranquil with him, if he ground and take root, as I have seen some trees like beauty of the peach. The other day we could have been content to think of their kindness, in, naturally do in America. In the more open spots, I were in a garden, where Indian corn was growing, stead of his own misgivings?

saw bushes of roses, raspberries, and gooseberries : little

plantations of lilac, hazel-trees, alders, syringa, broom, and some of the cobs were plucked to show us. First

After having admired the good consequences at

and trefoil, dispersed without any order or symmetry, one leaf or sheath was picked off, then another, then tending the vigilance and attention of the prudent and which embellished the ground, at the same time another, then a fourth, and so on, as if a fruit-seller Eloisa in the conduct of her family, I was witness of that it gave to it the appearance of being overgrown was unpacking fruit out of papers; and at last we

the good effects of the recreation she uses in a retired with weeds. I followed the track through irregular

place, where she takes her favourite walk, and which and serpentine walks, bordered by these flowery came, inside, to the grains of the corn, packed up she calls her Elysium.

thickets, and covered with a thousand garlands cominto cucumber-shapes of pale gold, and each of them I had often heard them talk of this Elysium of posed of vines, hops, rose-weed, snake weed, and other pressed and flattened against each other, as if some which they made a mystery before me. Yesterday, plants of that kind, with honeysuckles and jessamine, human hand had been doing it in the caverns of the however, the excessive heat being almost equally in designed to intertwine. These garlands seemed as if

tolerable both within doors and without, M. Wolmar they were carelessly scattered from one tree to anoearth. But What HAND!

proposed to his wife to make holiday that afternoon, ther, and formed a kind of drapery over our heads The same that made the poor yet rich hand (for and instead of going into the nursery towards evening, which sheltered us from the sun; while under foot is it not his workmanship also ?) that is tracing

as usual, to come and breathe the fresh air with us in we had smooth, agreeable, and dry walking upon a the orchard: she consented, and thither we went.

fine moss, without sand, or grass, or any rugged these marvelling lines, and which if it does not

- This place, though just close to the house, is hidden shoots. Then it was I first discovered, not without tremble to say so, it is because Love sustains, and in such a manner by a shady walk, that it is not visi- astonishment, that this verdant and bushy umbrage, because the heart also is a flower which has a right to ble from any point. The thick foliage with which it which had deceived me so much at a distance, was be tranquil in the garden of the All-Wise.

is environed renders it impervious to the eye, and it is composed of these luxuriant and creeping plants, always carefully locked up. I was scarce got within which running all along the trees, formed a thick side, but the door, being covered with alder and hazel- foliage over head, and afforded shade and freshness

trees, I could not find out which way I came in, under foot. I observed likewise, that by means of THE WEEK,

when I turned back, and seeing no door, it seemed common industry, they made several of these plants as if I had dropped from the clouds.

take root in the trunks of the trees, so that they From Wednesday the 17th, to Tuesday the 23rd On my entrance into this disguised orchard, I spread more being nearer the top. You will readily September. was seized with an agreeable sensation; the freshness

conceive that the fruit is not the better for these addiof the thick foliage, the beautiful and lovely verdure, tions; but this is the only spot where they sacrificed

the flowers scattered on each side, the murmuring of the useful to the agreeable, and, in the rest of their We have been looking through Rousseau's Eloisa the purling stream, and the warbling of a thousand

grounds, they have taken such care of the trees, that, birds, struck my imagination as powerfully as my

without the orchard, the return of fruit is greater again, (for we never could thoroughly read it), and

senses; but at the same time I thought myself in the than it was formerly. If you do but consider how have unfortunately had the impression confirmed, most wild and solitary place in nature, and I appeared delightful it is to meet with wild fruit in the midst that was made upon us in our youth. We say as if I had been the first person who had ever pene

of a wood, and to refresh one's-self with it, you will fortunately,” in a socio-literary sense,(and in that only,

trated into this wild and desert spot. Being seized easily conceive what a pleasure it must be to meet

with astonishment and transported at so unexpected with excellent and ripe fruit in this artificial desert, for in any other sense, social or otherwise, we are not

a sight, I remained motionless for some time, and though it grows but here and there, and has not the aware of having reason to regret it); but it seems a cried out, in an involuntary fit of enthusiasm, “ () best appearance; which gives one the pleasure of misfortune to be unable to like a celebrated book,

Tinian! O Juan Fernandez! Eloisa, the world's end searching and selecting the best.

is at your threshold !”—“Many people (said she, with All these little walks were bordered and crossed by one that is approved by so many people ; and we cannot a smile,) think in the same manner; but twenty

a clear and limpid rivulet, which one while winded but think the work a marvellous failure in its greatest paces at most presently bring them back to Clarens; through the grass and flowers in streams scarce perpretension,—the love. Some love there certainly is, let us see whether the charm will work longer with ceptible; at another, rushed in more copious floods and eloquently is it set forth ; but there appears to us to

you. This is the same orchard where you have upon a clear and speckled gravel, which rendered the

walked formerly, and where you have played at romps water more transparent. You might perceive the be a great deal more will, and outcry, and pedantry,— with my cousin. You may remember that the grass springs rise and bubble out of the earth, and someeven making allowance for French gesticulation. St was almost burned up, the trees very thinly planted, times you might observe deep canals, in which the Preux is by far the more genuine lover of the two, affording very little shade, and that there was no calm and gentle fluid served as a mirror to reflect the and he is of a scene-making temper. As to Julia, the

You find that it is now fresh, verdant, culti- objects around. “ How! (said I to Eloisa) I compre

vated, embellished with flowers, and well watered; hend all the rest, but these waters which I see on “ new Heloise,” we cannot help thinking her quite

what do you imagine it may have cost me to put it every side."-" They come from thence (she replied, unworthy of her namesake. There is quite as much into the condition you see? For you must know that pointing to that side where the terrace lies). It is lecturing as loving in her correspondence, and the two I am the superintendant, and that my husband leaves the same stream, which , at a vast expense, supplies

the intire management of it to me.”—“ In truth (said the fountain in the flower garden, for which nobody things are incompatible. She absolutely “huffs” the

I), it has cost you nothing but inattention.

It is

M. Wolmar will not destroy it, out of respect poor man at every turn in his behaviour, or way of indeed a delightfulspot; but wild and rustic, and I can to my father who had it made; but with what pleathinking, that does not quite satisfy her. To be sure discover no marks of human industry. You have con- sure we come here every day to see the water run this “ huffing" is Rousseau's; he puts it in her mouth; cealed the door ; the water springs I know not whence; through the orchard, which we never looked at in and to him also is attributable the temper and suspi

nature alone has done all the rest, and even you could the garden! The fountain plays for the entertain

not have mended her work.”- ?" It is true (said she) ment of strangers; this little rivulet flows for our ciousness of St Preux; but this only shews how unfit that nature has done everything; but under my direc- amusement. It is true, that I have likewise brought he was to write a love-story. In short, this book, tion, and you see nothing but what has been done hither the water from the public fountain, which and a reperusal of two volumes of the Confessions,

under my orders. Guess once more.”—“ First (I emptied itself into the lake, through the highway, to

replied) I cannot conceive how labour and expense the detriment of passengers, besides its running to have convinced us that Rousseau, admirable writer as can be made to supply the effects of time. The trees waste, without profit to any one.

It formed an elbow he was, and of the greatest service to the world (in

“ As to them, (said M. Wolmar,) you may at the foot of the orchard, between two rows of wilshaking up their thoughts for them, and inciting them observe that there are none very large, and they lows; I have taken them into my inclosure, and

were here before. Besides, Eloisa began this work bring the same to recur to first principles) was all his life a victim to

hither through different bad temper, and made others victims with him. This, her mother's death, when she used to come here with a long while before her marriage, and presently after channels.”

I perceived then that all the contrivance consisted in we have no doubt, was the secret of much which he has her father in quest of solitude." “ Well (said I), managing these streams, so as to make them flow in meleft unexplained, and the real reason of his estrange- since you will have these large and massy bowers, anders, by separating and uniting them at proper places, ments with lovers and friends, from first to last. Lat

these sloping tufts, these umbrageous thickets to be by making them run as little upon the slopes as pose

the growth of seven or eight years, and to be partly sible, in order to lengthen their course, and make the terly indeed he confesses it; and his friends became the work of art, I think you have been a good econo- most of a few little murmuring cascades. A layer of too well aware of the extravagances to which his morbid mist, if you have done alí within this vast circumfer. earth, covered with some gravel from the lake, and





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strewed over with shells, forms a bed of these waters. The stranger being sent for, and privately quesa countenance exhibited the same scars as that of
The same streams, running at proper distances under tioned, repeated in a clear and consistent manner Martin.
some large tiles covered with earth and turf, on a what he had before communicated, confirmed the The shoemaker, who had for many years furnished
level with the ground, form a kind of artificial apprehensions of the uncle that the real Martin Guerre with shoes, being called, deposed, that his
spring, where they issue forth. Some small streams Guerre was still absent, and added, that since quit- foot reached the twelfth size, but that the prisoner's
spout through pipes on some rugged places and bub- ting his wife, he had lost one of his legs in the battle was rather short of the ninth; it further appeared
ble as they fall. The ground, thus refreshed and of St Quintin.

that he formerly had, from his early youth, been watered, continually yields fresh flowers, and keeps The family, alarmed by this account, now saw,

dexterous at cudgeling and wrestling, of which the the grass always verdant and beautiful.

or thought they saw, many little circumstances, impostor was wholly ignorant.
which had before escaped their notice, but all tend- As a strong circumstance against the person ac.
ing to prove that the man with whom Mrs Guerre cused, it was added that his manner of speaking, and

cohabited, and by whom she had had two children, the sort of language he used, though at times art-
was not in fact her lawful husband.

fully interlarded with patois and unintelligible gibOne of the sources upon which we have drawn for But they found it extremely difficult to convince berish, was very different from that which used to be our Romances of Real Life,-the “ Lounger's Com- the deluded female of her mistake; and she loudly, spoken by the real Martin Guerre, who, being a mon-Place Book,” begins to pump a little drily companion was her first love, her real and original and with tears insisted that her present domestic Biscayan, spoke not wholly Spanish, wholly French,

nor wholly Gascon, but a curious mixture of each ; (though not in the instance before us); but we are husband; it was not till after several months that a sort of language called the Basque. much mistaken, if we have any reason to dread the the unhappy woman was at length prevailed on to Lastly, and what seemed to make an impression failure of resources, intimated by a correspondent who prosecute the impostor.

on the court, the prosecutors referred to the internal He was taken into custody and imprisoned by the

evidences of the offender's character, which, they writes in the present number. In fact, we look

order of the criminal judge of Rieux, and a time proved, had been from his childhood vicious and inconfidently not only to old stores of our own, but to fixed for examining the evidence, and hearing what corrigible in the extreme: they produced satisfacnew ones in all quarters, among which we shall be Du Tilb had to offer in his defence.

tory proofs of his being hardened in all manner of happy to reckon those which he is good enough to

On the day appointed, the offender was brought

wickedness and uncleanness; a common swearer and into court, followed by a number of people whose blasphemer, a notorious profligate, every way capapromise us.

curiosity was naturally excited; the deposition of ble of the crime laid to his charge.
the traveller, concerning the absent Martin Guerre,

The accusation lay heavy upon the prisoner, a was first read; the uncle, the sisters, and many of pause ensued for deliberation, and the court, fatigued Arnold Du Tilk, a native of Sagias, a village the inhabitants of Sagias, were next closely ques- by a long and patient examination of a host of witnear the city of Rieux, in the Upper Languedoc, tioned on their oath; some declared that the prisoner nesses, took refreshment; the town-house being still who, towards the middle of the sixteenth century,

was not Martin Guerre, others as positively insisted crowded by persons impatient to give their testimony was the object of a criminal prosecution, extraor- that he was the identical person, corroborating their in behalf of the prisoner, whom they considered and dinary in its nature, perplexing and difficult to

testimony by many collateral circumstances; but the pitied as an injured man. decide.

greater number averred without scruple that the The first parties next examined astonished the At Artigues, a country hamlet, only a few miles

resemblance between the two, if two there were, was judge and staggered the whole court. They were from the place of Du Tilb's residence, lived a little

so great, that it was not in their power to distinguish; the four sisters of Martin Guerre, all reputed farmer, whose name was Martin Guerre, married to the weight of evidence was thought by many to

to be women of sound understanding, and of chaa modest handsome young woman born in that neigh- preponderate in favour of the prisoner.

racter unblemished; they positively swore that the bourhood, but himself of the Spanish province of

The judge demanding of him what he had to say man in custody was “ their dear brother Martin," Biscay; they had a son; and, for their situation in in his defence, he answered, without embarrassment,

Two of their husbands, and thirty-five persons born life, possessed tolerable property.

that the whole was a conspiracy of the uncle and a or brought up in the neighbourhood corroborated Ten years after their marriage, in consequence of certain part of the family, who, taking advantage of their assertions; among others, Catherine Boere, a dispute with his father-in-law, Martin suddenly the easy temper and weak understanding of his wife,

who carried Martin and his wife the medianoche, or, quitted his family, and, charmed with the licentious

had contrived the story in order to be rid of him, as an Englishman would call it, the sack-posset, after freedom of a roving life, or cooled in his affection

and to get possession of his property, which he valued they were put to bed on their wedding-night, detowards his wife, although she had conducted herself at eight thousand livres.

clared, as she hoped for everlasting salvation, that with exemplary propriety, had not been seen

The uncle, he observed, had for some time taken a the prisoner, and the man she saw in bed with the heard of for eight years.

dislike to him, had frequently assaulted him, and in bride, were the same person. It was during this long absence (to lovers as well

one instance would have killed him by the stroke of The majority of these last witnesses also deposed, as husbands a dangerous interval), it was at this time an iron bar on his head, had he not fortunately par

that Martin Guerre had two scars in his face, and that Arnold du Tilb, the subject of our present arti- ried the blow.

that the nail of his forefinger, on the left hand, in cle, who had formerly seen and admired the wife of Martin Guerre, meditated a most perfidious and

The remark of the prisoner on the weakness of his

consequence of a wound received in his childhood, cruel stratagem.

wife's understanding, served to diminish the surprise grew across the top of his finger; that he had three of the court at her being so easily duped, nor indeed

warts on the back of his right hand towards the In age and appearance he greatly resembled the could they blame any relation for endeavouring, in

knuckles, and another on his little finger; the judge absent man; like him, too, Du Tilb having for many

ordered the culprit to stretch forth both his hands, any manner they were able, to expel the violator of years quitted his country, was generally considered the wife and property of their kinsman.

which were found to agree with this description. as dead ; and having made himself acquainted with

It further appeared that, on his first arrival at all the circumstances, connexions, and general habits

Du Tilb then proceeded to inform the court of Artigues, the prisoner addressed most of the inhabiof Guerre, as well by collateral inquiries, as by actual the reasons which first induced him to quit his house

tants by name, and recalled to the memory of those association with him during two campaigns as a pri- and family; related minutely where, how, and with

who had forgotten him, several circumstances with vate soldier, he boldly presented himself to the wife whom he had passed his time; that he had served in

respect to the village, on the subject of births, marand family as her long lost husband.

the French army seven years, and on his regiment riages, and deaths, which had happened ten, fifteen, The risk he incurred and the difficulties he en being disbanded, had entered into the Spanish ser

and twenty years before; he also spoke to his wife countered were considerable : a thousand little cir. vice, from which, being impatient to see his wife, (as he still insisted she was) of certain circumstances cumstances which it is easy to imagine, but unnecesand sorely repenting that he had ever quitted her, at

of a very peculiar nature. sary to describe, must daily and hourly have led him a considerable expense he procured his discharge,

He who could give an assumed character so strong to the brink of destruction; indeed, it is not easy to and made the best of his way to Artigues. At this

a resemblance to reality, and so dextrously clothe conceive how he could succeed, unless the unhappy place, not withstanding his long absence and the loss

falsehood in the robes of truth, was no common im. dupe of his delusion had been herself a promoter of of his hair, he was directly and universally recog

postor; like other great villains, he must have been the deceit, which does not appear to have been the nized by his old acquaintance, and received with

a man of abilities. case.

transports of joy by his wife and sisters, particularly To add to the perplexities of this business, the The stranger, at once, and without hesitation, was by his uncle; although that unnatural and cruel

wife being called, her pretended husband solemnly received with transports of joy by the wife and all relation had now thought proper to stir

addressed and called on her, as she valued peace of the family, which at that time consisted of four of her sent prosecution against him.

mind here, and everlasting happiness hereafter, to husband's sisters and an uncle: one of them remark- The prisoner, in consequence of certain leading speak truth without fear or affection, that he would ing that his clothes were somewhat out of repair, he questions from the judge, gave a minute description submit to instant death without repining if she replied, “ yes,” and in a careless and apparently un- of the situation and peculiar circumstances of the would swear that he was not her real husband; the premedited way, desired that a pair of taffety place in Biscay, where he said he was born (still in- woman replied that she would by no means take an breeches might be brought him. His wife, not sisting that he was Martin Guerre) mentioning the oath on the occasion, at the same time, she would immediately recollecting where she had put them, names, ages, and occupations of the relations he had not give credit to anything he could say. he added, “ I am not surprised you have forgot, for left there, the year, the day, and the month of his

The evidence on both sides being closed, and the I have not worn them since the christening of my marriage, also the persons who were present at the defence of the prisoner having been heard, the judge son; they are in a draw at the bottom of the large ceremony, as well as those who dined with them; chest in the next room; in this place they were

pronounced Arnold du Tilb guilty, and sentenced which, on referring to collateral evidence, were found found and immediately brought to him.

him to suffer death ; but the culprit appealed to the to tally. The supposed Martin's return was welcomed by

parliament of Toulouse, who not long after ordered the neighbours in the old French way with song and

On the other hand, forty-five reputable and credi- a copy of the proceedings, and the convict, to be dance; and he enjoyed the privileges and pleasures,

ble witnesses, who were well acquainted with Martin forthwith transmitted to them.
he shared the emoluments and cares of a husband,
Guerre and Arnold du Tilb, swore that the prisoner

The parliament, at that period a court of justice
and a few days after his arrival, repaired to Rieux
was not and could not be Martin ; one of these, Car-

as well as registry of royal edicts, wisely életermined bon Barreau, maternal uncle of Du Tilb, acknowto transact some necessary law business, which had

to take no decisive step in the business till they had been deferred in consequence of his absence; the ledged his nephew with tears, and, observing that he

endeavoured to get sight of and secure the man with fond couple lived apparently happy for three years, disgrace it would bring upon his family. was fettered like a malefactor, bitterly lamented the

a wooden leg, as described by the traveller; the in which time two children were added to their

uncle strenuously insisting that he and no other was family.

These persons also insisted that Martin Guerre his long-lost nephew.
But their tranquillity was gradually interrupted

was tall, of a slender make, and as persons of that A commission was called to examine the papers by the uncle, whose suspicions of imposture were

form frequently are, awkward and sloping in his and call for new evidence, if necessary; descriptions first excited by a traveller passing through the vil- gait; that he had a remarkable way of protruding of the person and circumstances of Martin Guerre, lage; this person hearing the name of Martin

the absent husband, were also circulated throughout Guerre accidentally mentioned, declared, that eigh- fat and that several scars were to be seen on his left

the kingdom. At length, after several months had teen months before he had seen and conversed with eyebrow, and other parts of his face.

elapsed and considerable pains had been taken, the an invalid of that name in a distant province of

On the contrary, they observed that Du Tilb was absentee was fortunately discovered in a distant proFrance, who informed him that he had a wife and a middle-sized, well-set man, upright, with thick legs, vince, conveyed to Toulouse, and ordered into close children in Languedoc, but that it was not his de- a well-formed nose, and without anything remarks custody, with particular directions that he should sign to return during the life of his uncle.

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at his meals, but in the presence of one of the com.

Beside him, like in blazing face, missioners, who ordered an additional lock to the ADMIRABLE REMARKS ON ADVICE

There stood another female ghost, door of the room in which he was confined, and

GIVING. themselves kept the key.

From Mr Bentham's Deontology."

With stockings black, and russet dress, A day was fixed for a solemn and final re-hearing, There is a class of people in the world, offensive

She watched with anxious eye the roasť; and a list of such witnesses as would be required to intruders, forward hypocrites, and bold usurpers, who, The beef seemed her especial care, appear before the parliament, was in the meantime under the mask of friendly advisers, are great creators She was fat and forty, but not fair. sent to Rieux for the purpose of preventing the of misery. trouble and expense of conveying to Tou louse, so Not that, on every occasion, the counsels of the

A murmur then, confused and low, large a number of persons who had crowded the adviser, even though' injudicious, can be taken as

From out the sable pot I heard, court and streets of Rieux.

evidence of an unfriendly purpose. For foolish though The parliament assembled at an carly hour; the it be, hastily concocted and inconsiderately commu- The turtle soup did bubble slow, former proceedings were read; the prisoner still per- nicated, it may have had its source in sympathy, and And the green fat seemed oddly stirred ; sisted in asserting his innocence, and complained of be really a mark of good will.

The force meat rose and sunk again, the hardship and injuries he had suff:red.

But such cases are exceptions. Selfishness unThe real Martin Guerre now walked into court touched by sympathy is ordinarily the inspirer of the

As whales play wanton in the main. on his wooden leg, and Du Tilb being asked if he intrusive counsellor. Pure selfishness is abundantly

The fiery shadow calm surveyed kiew him, undauntedly answered, “ No,” The in- sufficient for the production of the character. And jured husband reproaching the impostor for the per- without good grounds for believing that credit is to

The bubbling of the precious soup, fidiousness of his conduct, in basely taking advantage be given to benevolence, it may, with great proba- He told his friend the kitchen-maid of the frankness of an old companion, and depriving bility, be presumed, that some quality, tar removed To lift the pot, and take it up; him of his wife and property, Du Tilb retorted the froin benevolence, gave birth to the intervention. charge on his accuser.

It is clearly then demanded by morality, that ad

But the soup (which had some time boiled) The present was thought a curious instance of vice-giving, as a habit, should be abstained from ;

Now bubbled over, and was spoiled. audacity contrasted with simplicity of heart and un- and if the demand for it be obvious and undoubted, if assuming manner; an impudent and flagitious ad- the case be clear and urgent--that it should be ac

And then he spoke. “ Now, fire and blood! venturer who had for several years enjoyed the wife companied with such statements and reasons as will, Could not you see the soup was done ? ” and property of another, and, in the face of his in so far as may be, plead its excuse and justification The cook was in an angry mood, country, endeavouring to persuade the injured man to the person advised, and cause to him as little sufferout of his name and personal identity: it was further ing as may be necessary to give the advice its intended

And gave her a blow that knocked her down; observed that the gesture, deportment, air, and inode effect. Without strong evidence both of the neces

But little he suspected what of speaking of the prisoner were cool, consistent, and sity for its application, and the probability of its suc- The consequence was of his being so hot. steady; while those who appeared in the cause of cess, virtue requires the suppression of the advice, and truth were embarrassed, hesitating, confused, and on the abstention of the adviser.

A clang burst from the iron crowd, certain points contradictory in their evidence. Revenge itself sometimes takes the shape of advice

Fiery the gridiron hissed, and red The wife, the four sisters, and the uncle had not giving. For a gratification of ill-will a man censures With chivalrous indignation glowed, yet seen the real Martin Guerre; they were now another in the shape of counsel. He visits another called in court; the first who entered was the eldest with the burthen of evil, for obtaining a small plea

And threw the shovel at his head; sister, who, the moment she caught sight of the man sure in the infliction of that evil. In so far as the Burning with rage, it asked to know, with a wooden leg, ran and embraced him, exclaim. inflictor is concerned, no doubt the infliction of evil is How he could treat a woman so? ing with tears, “Oh, my dear brother, I now see good, for no action can have its source in any other

mit and acknowledge the error and misfortune into which motive. However enormous the evil may be, and And suddenly, with might and main, this abominable traitor liath betrayed us.”

however trifling the pleasure of inflicting it, still the Fish, patties, beef, and fricandeaux, The rest of the family, as they approached, con. pleasure is good, and must be taken into account. fessed in a similar way how much they had been But the law of effective benevolence requires that the

Grew animate, and did hotly rain deceived; and the long-lost Martin, mingling his advice you give to a man, or the evil-speaking of hin,

A torrent of their boiling blows tears with theirs, received their embraces, and heard necessary to do him good, should lead to no waste of Upon the cook's devoted head, their penitential apologies with every appearance of evil. Only in the absolute necessity of drawing on Till the poor devil was nearly dead. tenderness and affection.

bim punishment from the popular source, or sancBut, towards his wife he deported himself very tion, are you authorized to speak evil of him to others; And knives and forks and ladles round differently: she had not yet ventured to come near and then be sure there is reason to believe that the

The unhappy victim madly ran ; him, but stood at the entrance of the court trembling awarded punishment will bring a result of good. and dismayed; one of the sisters, taking her arm,

The table on his head did bound, [The great secret perhaps of giving advice successconducted her to Martin, but he viewed her with fully, is to mix up with it something that implies a real

As swift as kitchen table can; sternness and aversion, and, in reply to the excuses

The cruet flew at him, and o'er and advances she made, and the intercession of his consciousness of the adviser's own defects, and as much

Him pour'd an oil and vinegar shower. sisters in her behalf, “ That she was herself inno- as possible of an acknowledgment of the other party's cent, but seduced by the arts of a villain," he ob. merits. —Ev.]

The roasting fire blushed served, “Her tears and her sorrow are useless; I

rosy red, shall never love her again; it is in vain that you

The grate ope'd wide its blazing jaws, attempt to justify ber, from the circumstance of so

One monstrous ember boldly led many others having been deceived, -- a wife has A NOBLE DREAM OF COOKERY.

The coals in the kitchen-wench's cause; always ways of knowing a husband unknown to all SHEWING HOW IRON ITSELF GROWS HOT, AND KITCHES But as descends the fury shower the world; in such a case as this, it is impossible

UTENSILS INDIGNANT, that a woman can have been imposed on, if she had

I started, and my dream was o'er ! not entertained a secret wish to be unfaithful. I

Solomon, shall for ever regard her as the cause of all my mis- [The following whimsical jeu d'esprit is taken from fortunes, and impute solely to her the whole of my a little German periodical, in prose and verse, and wretchedness and disgrace."

in a variety of languages, entitled Chaos, which was The judge, reminding the angry husband that, if (or is) ·got up,' if we are not mistaken, under the

LADIES OF THE LAKE, NOT he had remained at home, vothing of what had hap- superintendence of Goethe's daughter-in-law, and

FABULOUS. pened could have ever taken place, recommended

appears to receive any contributions, froin respectable [The author of the following elegant Sonnet says, lenity and forgiveness. quarters, in a very indulgent spirit. We know not

in his letter to us, that it is descriptive of Mr Du Tilb was pronounced guilty of fraud, adultery, who the author is, perhaps some accomplished Gersacrilege, rape, and theft, and condemned to make

man who writes English, perhaps some English resi- Southey's “ mode of relaxation from his literary the amende honorable in the market-place of Artigues, dent, unaccustomed to speak his own language ex- labours.” So at least he says he has “read;" for he in his shirt, with his head and feet bare, a halter clusively; for there are marks of stiffness and obso- has never had the happiness of seeing it.” round his neck, and a lighted torch in his hand; to leteness in the versification, as well as a no-rhyme demand pardon of God, the king, the nation, and here and there. But it is very pleasant. We have

We thank our correspondent for the other sonnets the family whom he had so cruelly deceived; it was been obliged to modify an adjuration which would

he has sent us, which will be gladly inserted, with further ordered that he should be hanged before have been a little too strong for the general car in the exception of one; and we only make that excepthe dwelling-house of Martin Guerre, and that his England.]

tion because it contains a mixture of politics, such body should be burned to ashes; his effects were

I read in Mrs Glass's page

as might produce a retrospective bitterness of critiadjudged to be the property of the children begotten by hiin on Martin's wife.

The neatest way to roast a goose,

cism from quarters which would have an equal right The criininal was taken back to Artigues, and as Basted with lard and stuffed with sage,

to express their feelings. And this, we are sure, is the day of execution approached, was observed to

With apple sauce and lemon juice :

what he desires as little as we do.] lose his firmness ; after a long interview with the

I slumbered ; does it wondrous seem, curé, he at last confessed his crime, acknowledging

Who pull the skiff along the glassy lake? that he was first tempted to commit it by being That as I snored, I had a dream?

Two fairest creatures are they-fairer ne'er frequently mistaken for and addressed by the name of Martin Guerre; he denied having made use of I dreamt a form of heated air

To the rapt eye of Poet did appear, charms or of magic, as many suspected, very properly

His deep thirst of the beautiful to slake.

Stood by a blazing sea coal fire, observing, that the same supernatural act which

His cheeks were red, his arms were bare,

Oh, let my heart susceptible awake could enable him to carry on his deception, would also have put it in his power to escape punishment.

And wofully he did perspire ;

To their budding beauty—and be cleft in twain, He was executed according to his sentence, first Beef on the spit was smoking hot,

As the deep bosom of the lonely main

Some beauteous bird in its embrace to take : addressing a few words to Martin Guerre's wife, and

And turtle soup was in the pot. died offering up prayers to the Almighty to pardon

A Poet's Daughters, shewing in their May his sins, through the merits and mediation of Jesus

A red hot poker io his hand,

How the sire's virtues in the woman shine, Christ.

Looked like a warrior's blood-stained lance;. The household virtues, meek as day's decline, This singular narrative is authenticated by the

Around him bung an iron band,

In feminine sweetness fading soft away. respectable evidence of Gayot de Pitaval, and related

Of gridirons, pots and frying pans;

Oh, be the virtues of the father mine; in good Latin by the worthy De Thou.

And by his watery bloodshot eye

Mine, Daughters beautiful and good as thine.

J. C. I guessed a cook, and well guessed I.





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