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have been Aga Mohamed— his exploits , and ridiculous coxcomb; and, in one part of , repeated from one tower to the other quite occupying the far greater portion of it. To the history, subjected to the bastinado, which
round the battlements. Zaul then said in the give a notion of his character, we shall ex- is considered, we are told, as an honour in
lowest whisper, be now ready—all depends tract a scene wherein, after having long Persia. The humour of this Beg Ali Khan
upon this moment.' He then unloosed one end hesitated, like a coiled and venomous snake, is lost upon us; and the Persian modes of of the long rope that was wound round
his body, whether to dart upon his unconscious prey, expression, and the continual repetition of and lashed it firmly to the gun carriage, thea in the shape of an amiable boy, the present the same hyperbolical and vulgar oriental- having waited a certain time to allow the cries
of the sentries to subside: Now, wretches! Shah, for having in a hunting party shown isms, have much to disgust, little to make us
sleep on! exclaimed he; 'ye think ye have greater dexterity than himself, we find them laugh. As a specimen of female wit,--and it done your duty, with your drowsy hazir thrown thus engaged in an interview :
must be remembered that this dialogue takes from your throat; but Zohrab is ours-Allah, “Do you see this ?' said the King, as he place before the Shah's niece in the harem, Allah, protect us. deliberately unfolded the abominable rag, his —we quote the following paragraphs :
Upon that they both crept through the face at the same time taking an expression which
"Our Princess knows," said the female tent
mouth of the embrasure, and lowering the rope would have appalled even a demon. Fatteh Ali; pitcher in chief, " that if he be the father of
down the side of the fortification, they found with fixed muscles and blanched cheeks, stared wildly at the horrid exposure.
shaitans (devils] she is the mother:-wonderful that nothing could be more just to its measure "Boy,'said the King, with increased earnest
things are said of her. She herself superintends than its length to the height of the wall. Zaul
a bastinado-ajed zering ast :-she is activity made his son proceed the first, who, with cau. ness, does not this blood speak ?' Fatteh itself!"
tious step, hand under hand, gradually deAli could only answer with looks of astonish
scended into the very depths of the dry diteh, 'Speak, boy,' said the tyrant, 'do you “It is said of her," added another, " that she
and landed in safety; he followed, and finding know this ?' has the intelligence of a Vizir; that she directs
themselves at the bottom, in safety and at “God forgive me,' he answered, the words
the whole of her father's house, and even super- | liberty, by mutual impulse they threw them. almost choking his utterance, 'I know nothing intends the stables.”
selves into each other's arms, and again and of blood.'
“She knows the age of a camel,” said the again thanked Heaven for their safe deliverance. ""Jll-fated that thou art!' exclaimed the Lady moonshee, “better than a camel-driver ; It was at this moment that Zohrab, putting Shah, “this blood is the blood of thy father.' and will tell the mirakhor when and where he his hand to his arm to feel whether the armlet
, “ At this a deadly hue overspread the cheeks ought to bleed a sick horse better than the that sacred gift of his beloved Amima, was safe, of the sensitive youth, and a tremor convulsed farrier."
found it not there. A deadly apprehension his frame. *My father!' he exclaimed.”.
To analyze this novel would take very
overcame him as he felt over his person, butHorrible as this revelation is, it is scarcely few sentences; for were not three volumes
he found it not: his agitation was immediately surpassed by his wanton spilling of the blood thought profitable, its matter might very happened-speak?" "Oh,' said the grief-struck
remarked by his father, who said, 'What has of his chief huntsman, for inadvertently ap- easily have been compressed into one.
youth, it is lost: let me return-she dies if it pearing in the presence without taking off is meant to be the story of the loves of be found !'-he was so overpowered by this his boots, and the manner in which that act Zohrab and Amima. The parts, however, thought that he trembled from head to foot, and is related :
that the hero and heroine occupy, are subordi- so entirely unmanned was he, that it was with " The heavy corpse fell with a crash on one
nate ones, particularly the latter, who, be difficulty he could support himself. “Whatever side, whilst the head bounded towards the des
fore the end of the second volume, is rather it is,' said the inexorable father, 'lost it must pot, the eyes glaring horribly, the tongue pro- awkwardly left in the desert with a blind be to return is impossible : let us on ! truded to a frightful length, and streams of gore man, who turns out to be her supposed mur
My father!' exclaimed the youth, 'did flowing and spouting in all directions."
dered father, and brother of the Shah; and you but know all, you would pity and help me.' But the acme of our loathing was the
««•I do know all,' said the Khan. I would she does not appear again but as a bride, at Katl-i-aum, or maund of eyes exacted by the the winding up of the whole. The description help you, but it is too late—we cannot return; Shah from the captured city of Asterabad
of the Great Salt Desert, (over which she is the siege of which, however , never took place hurried,) though it has been already better
“ I would give up anything; but, oh! what
will become of her.' during his reign, as confessed by Mr. Morier, done in “The Crusaders,' by Sir Walter * Zohrab,' said his father, again I say and might as well have been left uninvented, Scott, is very graphic.
come on; this is not worthy of you.' Then with answering, as it does, no other purpose than that of swelling out almost an entire volume.
One of the most characteristic personages difficulty at length he persuaded the reluctant "A wretch of an executioner, a savage of
seemed to us the counterfeit dervise (the youth to advance, who, finding that it was now most ferocious aspect, his arms bared to the father of Zohrab), Hezzarpicheh, for whose impossible to return, allowed himself to be car
ried onwards by his father's impetuosity. shoulders, his hands crimson with blood, and apophthegms and verses Mr. Morier is pro
“To escape from the depths of the ditch, his beard clotted with foam, had just brought bably much indebted to Ferdouzi, Sadi
, which was broken and rugged, and easy of access in a tray covered with eyes, and placed them or Jami, as well as for Zulma's fable of the
in many parts, was the business of a few minutes, before the Shah. There he stood, in an attitude writing in the Coran; and, though we can
and when once fairly landed on the plain, the of exultation, expecting the usual donation. | scarcely pardon Zohrab for not returning to
father proceeded with a quick step through the The Shah, contemplating the horrid objects for Tehran after the discovery of his having left cultivated fields, until they reached a certain some time, at length drew his small riding whip in the chamber the sacred gift and present tree, where, to Zohrab's surprise, they found a from his girdle, and with the handle thereof fatal to Amima, (the armlet,) his escape with man awaiting them with three horses. Without began to count them, telling them off by pairs, the dervise from that city is not ill painted, a moment's delay they mounted, and were soon and in doing this, he broke out into the follow
as will appear by the following extract. in rapid motion on the high road to Mazan. ing soliloquy. 'O Allah! is it in truth right
deran. Zohrab, in other circumstances, would and just to continue thus to send thy wrath
Having ascertained beforehand wbat road upon an offending and rebellious people !'” to take, they scaled the first wall, hastily glided have been frantic with joy at finding himself over an adjacent terrace of the chief execu
once again on a saddle, but the loss of his armOne's flesh creeps at the bare thought, tioner's house, which was situated close under
let, which compromised the safety of his Amima, much more at the detailed mention, of these
in case it should be found in his apartment, the city walls, and throwing themselves into a enormities. That a monster such as Aga deep shade, they took a survey of the nearest
depressed his spirits, and bore down his mind Mohamed should ever have existedma being watch towers, in order to discover what sentries
with the most dismal forebodings. His father whose life seems to have been one tissue of might be on the alert. The moon by this time keeping the road during the darkness of night
said but little, and hurried anxiously onwards, abominations--seems scarcely conceivable had entirely disappeared behind the lofty Al(for the worst of men have some virtues); but bors ; dead stillness reigned throughout the city morning dawned. They travelled without dravhis worthy favourite, a hideous hunchback We will wait for the next challenge froni the barber, exceeds even all we can conceive of sentries, and then descend,' said Zaul Khan. ing bridle until the close of the succeeding day,
when, having passed Firouzabad, and the well. villany, by his betraying, without any ostenThey perceived that within ten yards of the
known passes of the Teng Shemshir-bûr, they sible motive, his master for a few tomauns.
place where they stood, was planted one of the
struck into one of the deep dells which lead Nor are the other personages belonging to the
the citadel, and Zaul, perceiving that the pacourt, created, as Mr. Morier says, for the rapet threw a deep shadow inwardly, immedi
Mr. Morier's talent is essentially un purpose of the tale, a whit more amiable than ately crept close to it, followed by his son, until dramatic. He is frequently tedious, and the Goozoo, with the exception of the prime they came to where the gun threw a still darker gives a resumée, or narrative, of what he has minister . The only hero among the Persians shade. All at once they heard from the adjacent already told us in dialogue
. The assassinsis strangely enough painted as an arrant fop 1 tower the cry of hazir,' which was echoed and I tion of the tyrant is weakly penned: where
details and finished drawing were required, hair and beard, and putting on the remains of stooped and took up the instrument. The poor
was imprinted for ever.
“ The executioner, who was waiting with one “ The poor man, scarcely able to stand, was Amima, he has completely failed.
of his assistants in the outer vestibule of the helped from the scaffold, and conveyed back to The prison scene between Zulma and prison, threw an oblique glance upon the pri- his prison through the crowd, who pressed upon Zohrab, reminds us of the Corsair; but it
soner, then, looking at his watch, exclaimed, his passage to glut upon his sufferings.
* Come, Master Piquart, make haste! we are “Old Baptist,- that was the mendicant's only reminds us of it.
already after our time the market is nearly În the delineations of female beauty and de
name, --was well known in the department of over.'
Seine et Oise ; but nobody could tell who he licacy, as in his landscapes, we are generally “Oh! but you have not far to go,' replied was, whence he came, nor who his parents were. disappointed. The latter do not form intel- the turnkey.
About fifteen years previous, just after the re-
We must make some remarks on the in- said he, 'it will soon be over, and the weather the first time. He then asked questions, and.
, of which nobody could penetrate the
which the prisoner tossed off with evident de- motive. After some time, he appeared to suffer
much, as if from disappointment, and then dis-
"Thanks, father Piquart,' he replied, re- ap ed. About two years before the period kind is the non-recognition by the suspicious I shall never forget your kindness.'
of our narrative, he again made his appearance Shah of his niece and her attendant, when
at Versailles, very much altered, and looking Zohrab broke the corook ; nor less so his en
"Well, well,' said the latter, that's settled. much older. Fortune had not smiled upon him Never mind what I do for you, man-
--it is little during his absence, for he went away a poor trance into the harem, his escape therefrom,
enough, God knows-only behave well;---dost man and returned a mendicant. and Amima's seeing him" descend in safety hear?'
“No one knew where he had been, or how on his terrace." That Zohrab, too, should * The executioner's man drew from his pocket he had lived during this interval. It was suphave ventured to beard the tiger in his a long and strong cord with a slip knot at the posed that, previously to his first appearance at own den, and have ventured to call him end, and tightly tied the hands of the convict, Versailles, he had travelled a great deal, and “base dog," and yet have outlived the utter- who calmly looked at him, and said not a word. even borne arms; for of late years, whenever ance of such an expression, is inconceivable
The executioner himself carried a board, on he obtained the favour of a night's lodging in -not from our knowledge of Aga Mohamed,
which was a sort of notice, partly printed and a barn, he would repay this hospitality by debut our conception of any Shah of Persia. partly written; and all three proceeded slowly scriptions of foreign countries and accounts of That there are some good chapters in these
towards the market-place, where the prisoner bloody conflicts. volumes cannot be denied ; but the story is and exposed to the gibes and taunts of an almost
was to be placed in the pillory for one hour, “On the day after his exposure in the pillory,
as above related, the following particulars con-
cerning him were made known :-
“From the scaffold, to which he was fastened, “One evening, faint with hunger and fatigue, words, to explain which there is no glossary,
the old mendicant cast a look of pity upon the after having begged through the environs of
Versailles, without once obtaining alms, and his
not that I fear a dungeon, for I have been long a morsel of bread, both were refused him, and
accustomed to have no other bed than the cold he was rudely driven from the door. Leaning
and I should have done well had I not returned able mansion, and with difficulty gained a part
du dix-neuvième Siècle. Par l'Auteur des here, though I never told anybody so; and I landscape gardening. Taking shelter under a
thick clump of trees, he laid himself upon the
natural enough: yet why should I love it? I grass to die with the least possible pain.
never knew either home or parents ;--the latter “ The autumn had already begun. The grass This little work gives, in a series of short and left me, when an infant, upon the steps of the was wet--the wind whistled through the trees, pleasing papers, an interesting account of church of St. Louis.'
already in part stripped of their leaves-all everything connected with the administration “ Here the sun-burnt countenance of the old around was pitchy dark, and everything seemed of justice in France. Bench of judges, ad
mendicant assumed an expression of bitterness. to announce an inclement night. Cramped vocates, avoués or attornies, huissiers, exe
“ "Who knows,' he continued, “but I may with cold, he felt the most unconquerable gnaw-
have among you some uncles or cousins-per- ings of hunger. Could he but sleep, he thought,
perhaps the next day might prove less unfavour-
i. The crowd gathered round the scaffold, able than the two preceding ones. But sleep had their contents been submitted to the
listening to the words of the mendicant. refused the call, and the poor mendicant suf
" • And my excellent father,' said the latter, fered the most cruel pangs. Unable to bear them book-making process of some of the manu
"what a pity he is not here to own me! Perhaps any longer, he rose, took his stick, and returned
he would be delighted at the elevation to which to the mansion.
The other day I was hungry-I asked for a bit he determined to try.
of bread-everybody refused to give me the “ The house was inhabited by an old man of The Vagabond.
smallest morsel; and that is the reason why more than eighty-a rich miser, who lived alone, "Come, old one!' said Piquart, one of the I am here.'
like many of those who go to spend their last turnkeys of the prison at Versailles, thrusting "As the old man uttered the last sentence, days at Versailles. He had perceived the mena huge key into the lock of a small but massive his head fell upon his chest, and he wept. dicant, and had seen him take refuge under the door, which opened into a dark cell: * Come, “ At length the executioner returned, accom- clump of trees. He ordered his servants to get up--the time is come, and the gentlemen are panied by his assistant, who carried upon his watch him, and scarcely had poor Baptist opened waiting for you.'
shoulders a furnace, in which was an iron in- the window, when he was seized, handcuffed,
The executioner's man laid the mendicant's turnkey, gave him from humanity.
dicant was convicted at the assizes of the de- | know, doctor, that collaterals are mere heirs. take a place among the illustrious men of partment of Seine et Oise. His sentence was You are in their way whilst you live: they only Scotland!--and why he admitted Mr. Coutts, the gallies for fifteen years, and to be previously wait to prey upon your spoil after your death. the banker, a worthy man surely, and an exposed and branded. He had entered a house “But had you never any children?' the
accurate keeper of accounts, but no more at night for the purpose of theft, and with deadly doctor asked.
among the Bruces and the Burns's ? weapons ;-the possession of the knife, which "Never,' replied his patient, after some he usually carried in his pocket, and was found
Let us look, for instance, what he has done hesitation. * And I have no relations.' there, being thus interpreted.
“ Here the unhappy old man sighed, his
for Burns, the poet--of whom the best notices “A month had already elapsed since he had brow became clouded, and he seemed to writhe
yet written are by Mrs. Riddel and by Mr. been publicly branded, and poor Baptist seemed in mental agony. Suddenly, by an apparent
Lockhart. “Having been much struck," says patiently waiting for the time when he was to effort, changing the conversation, and assuming
Mr.Chambers, “with the felicity of a narrative be sent to his destination at Toulon. He al- a tone of unconcern
written by the unfortunate Robert Heronways said that he would not go, and Piquart did “Well, doctor,' he said, and so this scoundrel which nearly answers my purpose as to length, not contradict him.
of a mendicant, who, you may be assured, wanted and contains many fresh and striking views “One evening, a small iron lamp upon a
to murder, and afterwards rob me, died yester- of the various situations in which the poet shelf, suspended from the wall by a cord on each day in the prison hospital.'
was placed in life, together with what appears side, threw a weak and vacillating light upon
“No, not in the hospital,' replied the phy- to me a comprehensive and most eloquent the gloom of a cell in the prison of Versailles. sician. I did all I could to induce him to re
estimate of his genius, I have been induced Upon a straw mattrass, half covered with main in the infirmary; but he refused, and even
to prefer it to anything of my own." To an old patched blanket, lay a man apparently solicited, as a favour, to be taken back to the
carry off a work wholesale, as the angels did overcome with weakness and despair. His face cell he occupied before his trial.'
the church of Loretto, and make it one's own, was turned towards the wall. An earthen jug
"•You see then, doctor, what a villain he without a spout was near him, and close to it a
because it corresponds in breadth and length
I suppose he felt remorse for the crime wooden bowl filled with soup. he intended to commit in this house. Did he
with what is wanted, was not looked for at the "Poor Baptist will never get over it,' said make any avowal? Is anything known of his
hand of Robert Chambers. There are other Piquart, in the corridor, speaking to some one family?'
objections : Robert Heron was a tippling to whom he was showing the way. But it is his
" Nothing, except that he was an illegitimate writer, of more talent than veracity, and own fault ; he would not remain in the infirmary. child, and was found, shortly after his birth, wrote too with the laste of one toiling against The fact is, Monsieur le Curé, ever since he
under the peristyle of St. Louis's church.' time, and for bread; his account of the
"St. Louis's church ?' exhibited upon the little stage, about a month
poet, and estimate of his powers, are not ago--curse this lock, it would sprain the wrist
“ “ Yes; and he was taken to the Foundling
Burns was not the regular of the devil himselfHospital in the Rue du Plessis.'
tippler that Heron represents him, though "Peace, my friend,' replied a mild voice,
“*The Rue du Plessis ?' do not swear-it is an offence against God.'
"Yes; he told me the whole story the day
he drank freely in company; neither was he
the common comrade of the dissolute and the ** The door of the prison was at length opened, before yesterday, at my evening visit to the
idle; he had a difficult part to play, and he and the turnkey ushered in a venerable priest, prison infirmary. He had carefully preserved the chaplain of the prison. an old card, upon which were traced some
did not perform it very wisely. A plough"• Hollo, old one!' cried Piquart, 'take heart, strange characters, and an engraved stone be- man himself-a farmer, if you like it better
Here is a visitor-here is Monsieur le longing to a seal. He requested me to take he loved to converse with the husbandmen of Curé come to see you.'
charge of them. I believe they are still in my the district, some of whom, for intelligence “ The mendicant made no reply.
pocket-book. Yes, here they are. This stone and talent, were scarcely inferior to the poet “My friend,' said the minister of the gospel,
must have belonged to a valuable trinket-he himself. This was called a love of low com• I am one of your brethren in Christ, and í probably sold the setting. Here is the card.' bring you words of peace and consolation. Hear
“ The old invalid, whose increasing agitation neither leisure nor space to enter fully into
pany, by the magnates of the land. We have me, in the name of our Lord Jesus, who died had not been observed by the doctor, threw a
this matter, on which we have excellentinforon the cross to atone for our sins.....He rapid glance upon these objects,—then, with a
mation—not soincorrect as that which makes suffered more than you; and it depends upon
shriek of horror, sunk back upon his chair. yourself to be one day happy, and to dwell with
““Great God!' he exclaimed, the mendicant
Heron call Johnson's Musical Museum a him in eternal life.' was my son !
Collection by Burns, nor altogether like that “ Still the prisoner spoke not.
"A few minutes after, this unnatural parent
of Mr. Chambers himself
, when he speaks ““He sleeps,' said the kind-hearted turnkey. had ceased to breathe.”,
with such contempt of Dr. Muirhead, of Orr, “If y your reverence will but wait a moment, I
(a man of singular readiness of wit and a very will awake him.' And he shook the mendicant, Lives of Illustrious and Distinguished Scots
good poet,) and misunderstands and misbut in vain-the latter stirred not. Oh! oh!' said Piquart, leaning over him; but it is all
In 4 vols. Vol. I. By Robert quotes Burns's lampoon upon him. The
poet imagines himself a rustic auctioneer, over with him: he has slipped his wind-the
Chambers. Glasgow : Blackie & Son.
who has got all the characters of the country poor fellow's as dead as a door-post.'
Robert Chambers is a clever and popular gentlemen under his hammer. This is his “ And, in fact, the unfortunate Baptist had writer; he has a right spirit of research description of Muirhead: ceased to live a few moments after he had been about him; an eye for all that is interesting,
Here's armorial bearings removed that very morning, at his own request, ear for all that is characteristic and
From the Manse of Orr, from the infirmary to his old cell. curious; and, in whatever concerns Scotland,
Crest-an old crab-apple
Rotten at the core. “Is the poor man really dead ?' inquired he is anxious—nay, enthusiastic. A Biograthe priest.
Mr. Chambers will see the point of the ** Dead as a pickled herring, your reverence. phical Dictionary containing the most eminent names of his native land, seems just tors--for this is an election lampoon–
verse used: the poet hits another of the elec"And without confession !-unhappy man! “ And the good priest knelt upon the cold the sort of undertaking for him; and it is a
Here's that little Wadset, flag stones, and prayed with fervour for the soul work, too, very much wanted, and capable of
Buittles scrap of truth, of the deceased mendicant. being rendered interesting and instructive.
Pawned in a gin-shop, “ Next day, the wealthy owner of the mansion | The author has not, however, pleased us so
Quenching holy drouth. was reclining in an easy chair, his tortured well as we expected by the first portion of We could quote some other verses, but
, limbs writhing with agony on the cushions of his work: we cannot, indeed, accuse him of though very sarcastic, they are very personal. down by which they were supported. His ply- | any omissions of distinguished men; he But though Heron is far from accurate about sician in attendance was seated near him. seems to have everywhere learning and in- personals, no biographer has felt the genius
" I find myself worse to-day, doctor: I am formation, sufficient for the task-nay, his of Burns better, or distinguished with more weaker than I lave yet been, and I feel some- estimates of character and of talent are gene- eloquence and propriety the moral splendour thing which I cannot define.'
rally fair, and to our liking. The fault he and manly vigour of his poetry. The follow“ • At your age, my dear sir, and in your state
has committed is this
he has shown so much of health,' the physician replied, 'you must seek
ing passage will show that Chambers has not amusement for your mind. I have always told
deference for what others have done, that he quoted him without cause :you that solitude is baneful to you. You should has adopted their narratives, and squared
" The most remarkable quality he displayed, send for some members of your own family, or
his opinions by theirs, and given us compi- both in his writings and his conversation, was, get some devoted friend to come and live with lations only, where we looked for original certainly, an enlarged, vigorous, keenly discernyou.'
writing. We would ask him, too, what right ing, conscious comprehension of mind. Whato Family! devoted friend! why, you well such a poltroon prince as John Baliol has to ever be the subject of his verse, he still seems to
grasp it with giant force; to wield and turn it or that particular pursuit: he will scarcely fail are to be robbed of the honour of marching
wish success to a work, which Mr. Chambers
cannot fail to render acceptable to all true
Scotsmen, and all lovers of Scotland.
The Refugee in America. By Mrs. Frances
Trollope. London: Whittaker & Co.
extracts from the second volume of The
critical opinion. We are well pleased, of
tracts left travelling in America, take up
An American Evening Party.
“ When Miss Gordon and her father entered, of fancy, their want or abuse of the advantages ception, it is delicacy of passion, it is general the walls of the parlour were lined with females, of a liberal education. Burns has no pardon to vigour and impetuosity of the whole mind, by and the centre of the room was occupied by a demand for defects of this sort. He might scorn
which such effects are produced. Others have host of gentlemen.
“ Mr. Warner and Mr. Wilson immediately
request to be permitted to pass the evening in
writing to his mother had been complied with,
and he remained at home.
In the life of Aytoun, he has not quoted “ This arrangement was unfavourable to the
his best song, 'I do confess thou art so fair;' popularity of Miss Gordon, for when Lord Darcy
and, in the life of John Baliol, he has mis- was not with her, she was apt to forget the pe-
culiarity of their situation; and on this occasion
in return for all the undisguised curiosity with
Baliol College in Oxford: it was not erected
which she was regarded. Even the ladies who
had previously called on her, seemed more in-
hour after Emily had placed her in the seat she
We have done with censure—which can
had carefully reserved on the sofa, it required
Williams came to her, and making a solemn
I see you well.'
“ This being spoken, and replied to, the lady
retired. Emily contrived to hover near her for
a little wbile, but was called away by her mother's
ninghams, who fought so long and so bravely Williams.'
“ Thus left to herself, Caroline looked round
to her, and when he was again about to retreat
group of standing gentlemen, she stopped
, before he
well understood her purpose, she rose, and passed
her arm within his. This action seemed to discacy of the primary energies of mind; and then the King, saying, “I shall serve a man no solve the spell which had fallen upon the female let him receive some impression upon his ima- | longer who knows not what is due to brave tongues; but among the few phrases that reached gination, which shall excite a passion for this / soldiers; we have all but taken the place and l her, still fewer were intelligible, which, con
sidering the spirit that appeared to pervade gentlemen, saw all that was passing, and though as prayerfully disposed as any young man ! them, was not much to be regretted.
not sorry to see Caroline amused, wished, if know; and were we advanced enough to mis« Lock and lock, I declare! thank the praise, possible, to check the vivacity which he per- sionize from this, I cannot realize that there is I was born in America ; now shou’dn't you be ceived attracted too much attention. He drew any one more fit to promote christianization right down consternated if you saw Benjamina near, with the intention of giving a hint to his among the heathen, and to happify his converts, do that?'
lively daughter ; but Madame de Clairville was than young Mr. Robert.' "'I cannot realize how any girl can get upon giving a little historiette with so much grace,
“I don't wish to blame your associational such a lay, and yet keep her standing.' and gaiety, that it was impossible to interrupt feelings, Miss Duncumb; but to eventuate what
"If I live from July to eternity, I shall her, and before she had finished it, he was I was going to say, I must confess that for a never obliviate that go.'
strongly tempted rather to join the party, than young man of such capacity, he ought by this “How she swiggles her way through the to break it up.
to have showed more anxietude for the welfare gentlemen! Did you ever?'
“He told them both, however, that they were of the church. Dear me, Miss Duncomb, only "• My! It's musical enough to be sure, just clearly offending against Rochester etiquette, look at Miss Martin's muslin ! – isn't it as to watch her ways.'
which evidently required that they should both coarse as hominy ?' "While these sharp darts flew lightly past her, sit with their backs to the wall, smile seldom, “I wish 'twas a little higher about the neck, on their foreign idiom, Miss Gordon continued and laugh not at all.
Mrs. Barnet, and I would not fault the muslin. her adventurous progress to the place which “ • And what will befall us, if we disobey?' That young miss would conduct better, if she Madame de Clairville occupied at the farther demanded Madame de Clairville.
thought less of her beauty.' end of the long apartment.
" • Must I tell you, madame?'
* * That's a fact. I wish it would convene to “Madame de Clairville was not a great person
Anastasia to bring the oysters this way; I feel at Rochester. The ladies had discovered that
“"Well then, you will find no lovers among altogether faintish.' she had but two visiting gowns in the world. the gentlemen, and no friends among the
Lord Darcy (the Refugee) has left England She was invited to the parties because she was
ladies.' one of the ladies at Mrs. Bevan's,' but as no
My!' exclaimed Madame de Clairville, in consequence of an affray with a young one ever saw even a new ribbon about her, since mimicking the national tone ; 'is not that man of low birth, in which the latter, being the day of her arrival, now nearly six months dreadful ?"
severely wounded, was afterwards reported ago; as she spoke English with difficulty, and
“ «Not for me, if you will only except my
to have been murdered, but in reality segenerally smiled in the wrong place, when she little Emily—que voilà.'
creted by his confederates for base purposes
. was spoken to; as she belonged to no congre
“ Emily came, on hospitable thoughts intent, A plotis conceived by an unprincipled relative, gation, and never gave tea, she was considered followed by the ‘helps, bearing trays filled against the life of the young nobleman, and as a little nobody.
with very good things, but most heterogeneously agents are set to work in America to accom“ Miss Gordon's marked attention to her assembled. Ices and oysters, pound-cake, and plish the design. The following extract will created great surprise, till some one cleverly salt beef, were offered together, and not unfre
introduce the reader to one :observed that 'twas natural enough for Euro- quently received upon the same plate. After
“Mr. Hannibal Burns was one of the editors peans to be glad to see one another.' this ceremony had passed round, Mrs. Wil
of a New York ósemi-weekly' paper; and, “Madame de Clairville was delighted. She liams approached Miss Gordon, in a solemn
moreover, an officer of the police. The latter rose to meet the fair stranger with an air of and stately manner, and inquired if she would graceful empressement, well calculated to make favour the company by playing on the piano.
occupation he had been 'raised to:' that of her gown forgotten, at least by Caroline. There “ Caroline looked saucy; but a glance from
newspaper editor, or, as it is familiarly fermed, was no space to admit Miss Gordon next her, her father changed the expression of her eyes,
'Slang Wanger,' was a dignity but lately fallen
him." and perceiving this, the young lady took the and she modestly said she had rather not play arm of madame, and again crossed the room to before so large a party.
This individual had met the English trathe fire-place, where, to the unspeakable aston
"Mrs. Williams left her, but in a few mo- vellers at his brother's "settlement," and ishment of the party, they stood together chat- ments Emily came, and said blushing, and as if learnt their probable destination. He is ting in French, with an air of easy gaiety, that vexed at her errand, that she was sent to ask if employed to trace them out, but cautioned drew down many a disapproving, My!' from she could sing?
to do so with as little professional interest as the fair spectators.
“ • Who sent you, my dear?'
possible. “Mr. Wilson now approached them, leading ““Mrs. Pringle desired mamma would ask,
" It so happened, however, that the person forward his son, who entered into conversation before her daughter began.'
and calling of Mr. Hannibal Burns were well in French and in English, with both ladies,
«« « Then please to tell Mrs. Pringle, my known by many at Rochester, and, among others, without restraint, and really deserved some dear
by a certain devout grocer of the name of Mitgratitude for his knight errantry; for be was
“ Her father looked at her beseechingly, evi- chel, who, upon some occasion or other, had the only young man who ventured to approach dently fearing some little vivacity.
had a little business with him. them. His gallantry, however, did not endure
"Miss Gordon and Madame de Clairville “As Mr. Mitchel was a bachelor, and morelong, for he soon quitted them, and left the seated themselves at a little distance, and would over a very sober man, Mr. Burns thought he
from thence have enjoyed at their ease the plea- | could nowhere address himself to obtain the in“ Tea, coffee, and cakes, were now handed sure of listening, had not their attention been formation he wanted, with less danger of having round, by two smartly dressed young women.
withdrawn from the singing, by the whispered, the conversation repeated. Emily followed them into the room; her cheeks
but earnest conversation of two ladies who were “Unfortunately he did not know that Mr. wore an unusual glow, and she was evidently seated next them: one of these was Miss Dun- Mitchel was a thorough-bred New England agitated. C'est une petite ange que cette Emi-comb, and the other a stout, jovial looking Yankee, or he might have been aware that in lie-quel dommage qu'elle va rester ici toute woman, whose drawling, canting tone of voice, colloquy, with even a New York police officer, sa vie !' said Madame de Clairville. Emily was offered an amusing contrast to the comfortable he would probably contrive to obtain more inquite shocked at seeing them standing, and im- look of good-humour, and self-indulgence, which formation than he gave. Ignorant of this immediately brought two chairs from different her face and person exhibited.
portant fact, he proceeded to the store of his parts of the room, for their accommodation, which "I shall ever maintain, Mrs. Barnet, that, acquaintance, whom he found standing behind she placed in the small vacant spaces on each when it is in the way of our vocation that we his counter with his hat on, and a newspaper in side the chimney-piece. 'Cannot we manage are exposed to the snare of the fowler, we are his hand. better than that, Emily?' said Miss Gordon, re- sure to be sustained in the path.'
“So, Mr. Mitchel, how are you, sir? kedge, moving her chair to the opposite side ; ' I must “' But it is a fearful peril that we run, Miss and hearty, I hope ?' hear the end of what madame was saying,' and Duncomb,' drawled the fat lady, listening this "No great matter to complain of, touching without ceremony she placed herself vis-à-vis to fashion to the breath of manhood, uttering the my bodily health, Mr. Burns; but these are the little French woman, with her back to the words of love!
awful times, sir. Why, what a dissolute, prayer. majority of the company:
""Ah-h!' answered Miss Duncomb, with less place New York must be grown " It required all brother Wilson's influence a shudder, “it is a sin and abomination, but it Here's a paper that has been Joaned me,
and to preserve Miss Gordon's good name after this. ( is our duty, Mrs. Barnet, to follow where the half of it is filled with a history of stage plays, Did you ever! such airs !'
righteous lead. Is he not the son of our bro- and masquerading balls." "What confidence !' ther?'
"We follow up Paris and London consider. ""'Tis just to show off, that she can talk " " That's a fact, Miss Duncomb, and the able near, Mr. Mitchel, that's a fact; but yet French.' more strange is it, that he should sit caterwaul
we have many associational parties that solem· Nothing but that, you may
it, ing there, just like the son of any other man. nize the place, which I am partly sure you or she would never pick out that little shabby 'Tis awful, Miss Duncomb!'
would approbate, sir. And how does Rochester body.'
" "Mrs. Barnet, I guess, ma'am, that you do
progress, Mr. Mitchel ? Have you got many * Mr. Gordon, from his station among the not know the young man as well as I do ; he is I strangers come recent?'