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disconnect the day of worship with works of necessity and mercy; and what so necessary for the poor, the especial objects of his regard, as a knowledge of what can be done for them? what so merciful as to help them to supply their wants both of body and mind? Leaving this more serious part of the subject (which, however, is not inharmoniously mixed up with our lighter matter, for the greatest gravity and the most willing cheerfulness have but one object), we pass by the other open or peeping shops (such as the pastry-cooks' who keep up the supply of indigestion, and the apothecary's who is conveniently ready against the consequences), and stop a moment at our friend the barber's, who provides a newspaper for his waiting customers, as men of his trade formerly provided a lute or a guitar. The solace is not so elegant. There must have been something very peculiar and superior, to the occasion, in the sound of a guitar in a barber's shop-of " Beauty retire," gracefully played into the face of a long-visaged old gentleman under the soap-suds; or,


The Catholic countries' bells are ringing at all seasons, not always to the comfort of those who hear them; but the custom has associated them in our minds with sunshine and good-nature. We also like them on account of their frequency in colleges. Finally, they remind us of weddings and other holidays; and there is one particular little jingle in some of them, which brings to our memory the walking to church by the side of a parent, and is very dear to us.


"Since first I saw your face I resolved To honour and renown you;"

"In this pleasant place retired;"

"Come if you dare;"

just as the operator's fingers were approaching the patient's nose. The newspaper, however, though not so choice, or furnishing opportunities to the poor polite to show the selectness and segregation of their accomplishments, shows a higher refinement on the part of the poor in general, or the many; not to men. tion, that the more knowing reader may find ample occasion of showing what he knows, and may sing, in another strain, the song of "Beauty, retire," to some fair partisan on the pension-list, or "Come, if you dare," to the tax-gatherer or the tithesman. But we must be moving onward.

There is the bell going for church. Forth come Mrs and Miss A; then the Mr B's, in their new brown coats and staid gloves; then Mr, Mrs, and the Miss C's, in a world of new bonnets and ribbons. Oh, ho! young Mr D, from over the way, joins them, and is permitted to walk with Miss C by herself; so the thing is certain. See! she explains to him that she has forgotten her prayer-book - by accident; and he joyfully shows her his own; which means, that he means to read the Collect with her out of the same book; which makes her blush and smile, and attempt to look gratefully indifferent, which is impossible; so she does not much endeavour it, and they are both as happy as if the church were made of tarts and cheesecakes. We are passing the church now, so we see no more of them. But there is the beadle, in his laced hat, taking the apple from the charity boy, and looking very angry, for it is not a good one; and there come the E's, quarrelling up to the church-door about which walks the heaviest; and F, making his sisters laugh beforehand, at the way in which the clerk opens his mouth; and G, who hates the parson; and the parson, who hates G; and H, I, J, K, and L, who are indifferent about the matter, and are thinking of their dinner, boots, neckcloths, and next day; and, not to go through the whole alphabet, here is M, dashing up in his carriage, which the coachman is to keep for him, till he has "walked humbly with his God," and is ready to strut forth again.

[To be concluded in the body of our JOURNAL next week, not as the leading article.]


OF THE BALLAD 'EDWIN AND EMMA.' To the Editor of the London Journal. February 19, 1835. SIR,-In addition to the account given in this week's LONDON JOURNAL, I beg to inclose you a copy of the register of the burials of the true lovers, celebrated under the names of Edwin and Emma. I am sorry for several reasons that there is no date to the letter from the curate of Bowes to Mr C. at Marrick. The following copy of the register was extracted by myself from the parish book of registers. The story as detailed in the letter I have heard often; and many a time and oft have I, in boyhood's happy time, played on the tomb under which lie the remains of that fond pair. They were buried at the west-end of the church, near the wall. Deeply is it to be regretted that no memorial has been raised to mark the spot, and perpetuate an instance of true yet fatal love. Such a project was entertained some years ago, but has now, I fear, been quite lost sight of.

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"How fortunate this is! We never should have gone to pay. Now pray don't forget your kind promise;” and rising, the lady hastened to her daughters to communicate the glad tidings. George Eldridge had evidently risen in her estimation; and in due time the young ladies were as forward as "mamma in evincing their respect for an amiable young man, who could get "orders."


Now this is extremely odd, thought George. If Mrs Dynevor was not glad of my offer, she would not have expressed so much satisfaction; and if so anxious for the theatre, why not pay ?-that is curious, for she is very generous! This was indeed a mystery to a young man recently involved in London. George had been bred in the country, and trained in thorough gentlemanly ideas of independence and liberality, and his first impulse was to afford support to the arts through which he sought entertainment. “This is not like her, to evade a payment the loss of

which must fall on some one!"

These last words, George, in the heat of his reflection, seems to have uttered aloud, and they attracted the attention of an old gentleman who had been sitting, as elderly men are wont to do, very from the remote regions of the whole world out of quiet and attentive, in the back ground. George saw he was preparing to speak, and out he did speak, sure enough.

In childhood the church bells used to make us melancholy. They have not that effect now. The reason we take to be, that they sounded to us then

doors, and of all the untried hopes and fears and destinies which they contained. We have since known them more familiarly, and our regard is greater and even more serious, though mixed with cheerfulness, and is not at all melancholy, except when the bell tolls for a funeral; which custom by the way is a nuisance, and ought to be abolished, if only out of consideration for the sick and sorrowful. One of the reasons why church bells have become cheerful to us, is the having been accustomed to hear them among the cheerful people of Tuscany.

"Am I not right (he said) in believing that you are surprised at finding Mrs Dynevor anxious to avoid the expense of an intellectual gratification?"

George assented; and the speaker continued. "It does seem strange that a lady, whom we all know to be hospitable, kind-hearted, and beneficent, should act in a manner that could only be expected from the poor, or the poorly-minded. But yet, I fear you will find it too universal an idea, that as little as pos

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sible should be paid for what are considered amusements: and, perhaps, the cause of this apparent meanness lies in supposing that intellectual or other [external] gratification is mere amusement. But you will not listen to my prosing over causes! It is very rare to meet with any who expend their money as a principle of public acknowledgment to private endeavour to attain perfection either in art or science. If an exhibition is advertised of the striving talent of our artists, or a book, the produce of the research of half a life,-what is the dominant feeling in society? Is it by the sacrifice of a trifling amount by all who choose to avail themselves of the exertions of others to repay the toil expended in the one or the other case? Do we find galleries crowded by something like a generous feeling towards the abilities there displayed, or, on the other hand, do we ever hear of an elaborate work on science being purchased from motives of respect to its author-or rather, to the merits of the book? That society does here and there boast such feeling, there is no doubt; but it is an exception to a rule. I am sorry to believe that our first propensity is to avail ourselves of every good thing, without reference to those to whom we are indebted; and to deem that we repay them amply with our praise. The modest thought! How horrified these people would be were they offered the 'gift' of the King's bounty at Easter, or free admission' to a feast at the Freemanson's Tavern, or proffered tickets' for coals and potatoes, as a charitable donation, at Christmas! But, it may be fairly asked, where lies the difference between accepting these free gifts, and crawling for gratis admissions. Do talents demand less culture than a potato, or does fuel lie deeper in the bowels of the earth than genius in its 'hidden cells?' But, perhaps, this is trifling. In plain language, does the public suppose that the gratification they receive so readily, is equally cheap to others as to themselves? They who have seen talent devoting youth, rest, recreation,-nay, even the necessaries of life, and I may almost add, the affections of the heart, to the creation of those powers, whose apparent ease is the effect of the toil of years, can never deal so niggard-like by their possessors.


It is not necessary for me to name to you the class in life which is the more obnoxious to the reproach of thoughtless indifference on this point; for want of reflection is the great cause of the evil, and this I am happy to think; for there can be no greater meanness on the face of the earth than that which

grudges to intellect, feeling, and industry, their due reward.

My opinion on this subject took its rise from rather a melancholy incident, which I will relate." "Will he never cease?" thought George; "and a dance commencing, too!" So, drinking in at one ear the blandishments of the waltz, he lent an ungracious moiety of the other to the old man.

"Some years ago, when I, as you may be now, was a zealous knight in the service of the ladies, un petit courier des dames, I was intimately acquainted with a professional man a leader in his art, music. Many years he had laboured, to my knowledge, for proficiency, before he appeared before the public, and then expecting only a modest requital for his toil. His was the labour we delight in,' therefore he was not exorbitant in his wishes; but, for the pleasure he found himself capable of inspiring, he

was intitled at least to some return. How he succeeded, however, I never knew till the following His event took place. He announced a concert. abilities were well known, though his name was not fashionable; and my friends, aware that I was acquainted with him, importuned me to procure free tickets. I wrote for them; they were forwarded, and on the appointed day we attended. Never did the talents of my friend shine to greater advantage than on that day, and seldom have I seen a more numerous or more gratified audience. Well, sir!— in the course of a few days, glad in heart at his success, I hastened to the house of —, to congratulate him. A sad revulsion, however, came over me, when I observed an unwonted gloom over that cheerful dwelling. All-wife, children, and servants, were downcast, the musician excepted: his genius,


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I suppose, upheld him. The cause was this, as I discovered, when he checked with a smile the gratulations I was offering him on his supposed gains:-He had been struggling, he said, for years to keep his footing in England, but the struggle went against him. It was not that it was toilsometoil he did not fear; but the fight was not fair,-the labour was not clean. This concert he had given as a last trial-' And you succeeded?' I cried. The room was full-but it was with free admissions,' he quietly replied. You may believe, sir, I wished myself anywhere else than where I was, sitting opposite the man whom I felt that I had been a party in injuring; though no such thought, I do believe, entered his mind. He continued, I am now on the eve of departure for another country-where, an inward voice tells me, better fortune will be my mead.' And it was true: everything was preparing for removal. Those walls, witnesses of so much happiness-happiness which evidently had had its source alone in the riches of the heart and mind of their master-walls, which had resounded with so much that was kind, hospitable, brilliant, and harmonious, were now being despoiled of their tasteful decorations; and everything threatened that the man whose kind heart and great genius had hallowed the spot, was now dreaming of other lands."

"By Jove! that was well danced!" cried George Eldridge, as, springing from his seat, he ran off to compliment the object of his admiration.

The old gentleman smiled to find he had been storying to unlistening ears. It was not the first time.

W. R.

We doubt whether the complaint of our respected Correspondent is in this instance well founded. Music is a luxury, not a necessity: at least it is so thought; it goes, at all events, upon the principle of attraction, and if it cannot attract money out of pockets, as well as a cheaper attention, we know not that a moral ground of complaint lies against the non-payers. The desideratum is to refine their tastes; and this consummation, indeed, such remonstrances as the present may help to bring about, by showing how worthy of all acknowledgment the labours of the accomplished are held to be by liberal minds. We confess we have never thought the readiness to accept, or to beg, orders, a very handsome or considerate thing on the part of people who can afford to pay for them. We should be ashamed, for instance, to avail ourselves of orders furnished by a good actor or musician in no very flourishing circumstances, and then go and lay out the value of them in tarts, or a trinket, or any other superfluity.


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Thomas Learmouth, otherwise called the Rhymer, a native of Ercheldoune in the Merse, is reported to have lived during the reign of Alexander III. He was famous for his predictions of future events. On the day of Alexander's death, the Earl of March asked him, whether anything extraordinary would happen next day? "To-morrow," answered Thomas, "will be heard the most vehement wind that was ever known in Scotland." When the news of the King's death arrived, "that, said Thomas, "was the wind of which I spake." Fordun relates this story as a proof of his prophetic spirit. There is still a better story related of Apollonius Tyanaeus by Philostratus," Lib. iv. c. 43. An eclipse happened at Rome in the days of the Emperor Nero, at the same time there was a violent thunder storm! Appolonius, lifting up his eyes to heaven, said, “Eσrai Ti MEYX και εκ έσται;” i. e. "something great or extraordinary will come to pass, and will not." No one could understand the sense of this enigma; however, it was soon explained; for a goblet in the hands of Nero was struck with lightning, and yet he himself escaped unhurt. This, according to the admirers of Apollonius, was the remarkable thing which was to happen and not to happen.-Dalrymple's Annals of Scotland

stinct of inferiority in intellectual and moral grandeur, could not help ekeing out the power of his with something of a convulsive strength,-an ostentation of muscles and attitudes. His Jupiter was a Mars intellectual

MARCH 4. Ash-Wednesday, the first day of Lent, a season so called from the Saxon Lenten or Lengthen-ized. Raphael's was always Jupiter himself, needing tide; that is the lengthening of day-light. The ob- nothing more, and including the strength of beauty servance of abstinence at this season is a memorial of with that of majesty; as true moral grandeur does the fasting of Jesus. It is little retained except in nature. Michael Angelo was great in sculpture among Catholics, and it is very much qualified with them. Brand quotes an amusing clause concerning it from one of the Roman Casuists; namely, that "beggars which are ready to affamish for want, may eat what they can get."



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Same day, 1650 (according to Chalmers:-Gorton says, 1652). At Worcester, the son of an attorney, John Lord Somers, a celebrated lawyer and statesman, one of the leaders of the Revolution of 1638, and a man of great taste in literature, the patron of Addison and Steele, and promoter of the fame of Milton. He appears to have been a genuine lover of freedom; but to have shown, in advancing its interests, something of the superfluous subtlety of a legal breeding, which subjected him, among other charges, to that of currying too much favour with the King (William III), for the sake of maintaining the Whigs in power. An unfavourable view of this conduct would trace it to an aristocratical leaven in his own nature; a favourable one, to his ulterior considerations of what was best for all. His taste in literature would argue for the latter conclusion. Of the former, an anecdote of him in his youth might be regarded by some as a prognostic. As it is an amusing one, and shows his father in a light of homely joviality, we here repeat it. The name of the landlord gives it an additional zest in these days, though the old gentleman would have hazarded no such brusquerie to its present bearer. It is curious, by the way, that the name of Cobbett is always found in connexion with Anti-Toryism. It was that of one of the Republican colonels in Cromwell's time. -Old Mr Somers (the biographers tell us) used to frequent the taverns in London, and in his way from Worcester was wont to leave his horse at the George at Acton, where he often made mention of the hopeful son he had at the Temple. Cobbet, who kept the inn, hearing him enlarge so much in praise of his son, to compliment the old gentleman, cried, "Why wont you let us see him, sir?" The father, to oblige his merry landlord, desired the young gentleman to accompany him so far on his way home; and being come to the George, took his landlord aside, and said "I have brought him, Cobbet, but you must not talk to him as you do to me; he will not suffer such fellows as you in his company."

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and pursuing the allusion, it may be said that there is much of the same difference between him and Raphael, as there is between their namesakes, the warlike archangel Michael, in Paradise Lost,' and Raphael, "the affable archangel." But we must own it appears to us, that Raphael, by a little exaggeration, could have done all that Michael Angelo did; whereas Michael Angelo could not have composed himself into the tranquil perfection of Raphael. Raphael's Gods and Sybils are as truly grand as those of Buonarroti; while the latter, out of an in

as well as painting, and was the chief builder of the He also wrote a magnificent church of St Peter.

number of sonnets, partaking of the austere character of his genius. He was short in stature, but of energetic and venerable aspect; though Torrigiano, the sculptor, in a fit of passion, when they were at school together, broke the bridge of his nose with a blow of his little violent fist, and left it flattened for life; as may be seen in the busts of him.

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[FROM a curious piece of German autobiography just published, intitled 'Heinrich Stilling.' The author was a friend of Goethe's. We do not take for granted, as he does, the thorough conversion of the unhappy, and most probably wretchedly educated, subject of the present story; but the man, like other human beings, has a germ of goodness in him, and the contrast of his poor wife's patience and kindness is affecting.]


During supper, in the evening, Glöckner related a very remarkable tale regarding his brother-in-law, Freymuth, which was to the following effect :Madame Freymuth was Glöckner's wife's sister, and of one mind with her concerning religion; the two sisters therefore came frequently together, with other friends, on the Sunday afternoon; they then recapitulated the morning's sermon, read in the bible, and sang hymns. Freymuth could not bear this at all; he was an arch enemy to such things, yet, notwithstanding, he went diligently to church and sacrament, but that was all; horrible oaths, drinking, gaming, licentious conversation, and fighting, were his most gratifying amusements, in which he passed his time, after his business was finished. When he came home in the evening, and found his wife reading the bible, or some other edifying book, he began to swear in a dreadful manner, and to say to her, "Thou canting pietistic D-, knowest thou not, that I will not have thee read?" He then seized her by the hair, dragged her about upon the ground, and beat her, till the

as meek as he had been previously wrathful and daring, and as heartily pious as he had before been impious.

blood gushed from her nose and mouth; however, she did not say a word, but when he left off, she embraced his knees, and besought him with many tears, to be converted and change his course of life; he then kicked her away from him with his feet, and said, "That I will not, thou wretch! I will be no hypocrite, like thee." He treated her in the same manner, when he knew that she had been in company with other pious people. In this way he had acted ever since his wife had been of different sentiments to himself. But now, only within the last few days, Freymuth had become intirely changed, and that in the following man


Freymuth took his departure for the fair at Frankfort. During this time, his wife was intirely at liberty to live as she pleased; she not only went to visit other friends, but also occasionally invited a considerable number of them to her house; this she did, also, last Easter fair. Once, when many of them were assembled in Freymuth's house, on a Sunday evening, and were reading, praying, and singing together, it pleased the mob not to suffer this; they came, and, first of all, broke all the windows within their reach, and, as the house door was fastened, they burst it open with a strong pole. The company in the parlour were alarmed and terrified, and everyone sought to hide himself as well as he could. Madame Freymuth alone remained, and, on hearing the house door broken open, she stepped out with a light in her hand. Several of the mob had already burst in, whom she met in the hall. She smiled at the people, and said, good humouredly, " Neighbours! what is it you want?" immediately they were as though they had received a beating; they looked at each other, were ashamed, and went quietly home again. The next morning Madame Freymuth sent for the glazier and carpenter, in order to restore everything to its proper state; this was done, and scarcely was all finished, when her husband returned from the fair. * He immediately observed the new windows, and therefore asked his wife how that had happened? She told him the pure truth circumstantially, and concealed nothing from him, but sighed, at the same time, in her mind, to God for assistance; for she believed nothing else but that she would be dreadfully beaten. Freymuth, however, did not think of that, but was mad at the outrage of the His intention was to take cruel revenge upon the villains, as he called them; he, therefore, commanded his wife, with threats, to tell him who they were that had committed the outrage, for she had seen and recognized them.


"Yes, dear husband!" said she, "I will tell thee; but I know a still greater sinner than they all together; for there was one who, for the very same reason, beat me most dreadfully."

Freymuth did not understand this as it was meant; he flew into a passion, beat upon his breast, and roared out, "May the D-fetch him and thee too, if thou dost not this moment tell me who it was."-"Yes," answered Madame Freymuth, "I will tell thee; revenge thyself upon him as much as thou wilt; thou art the man that did it, and art, therefore, worse than the people who only broke the windows." Freymuth was mute, and as if struck by lightning; he was silent awhile; at length he began, "God in heaven, thou art in the right! I have certainly been a real villain! I am wishing to revenge myself on people who are better than I! Yes, wife! I am the most wicked wretch upon earth! He jumped up, ran up stairs to his bed-room, lay there three days and three nights, flat upon the ground, ate nothing, and only occasionally took something to drink. His wife kept him company as much as she could, and helped him in prayer, that he might obtain favour with God, through the Redeemer.

On the morning of the fourth day, he rose with his mind at ease, praised God, and said, "I am now assured that my grievous sins are forgiven From that moment he has been quite another man, as humble as he was proud before,

me "

This man would have been a subject for my friend, Lavater. The expression of his countenance was the maddest and wildest in the world; it needed only a single passion, for instance, anger, to be excited, and the animal spirits required only to extend every muscle of his face, and he would have appeared raging mad. But now he is like a lion turned into a lamb. Peace and serenity are impressed upon every muscle of his countenance, and this gives him an aspect as pious as it was previously brutal.



[THE following article, translated from a local work on Boulogne sur Mer,' applies particularly to the edible productions of that place; but it bears a general interest; for who is not interested in eating and drinking? And the French are considered to have advanced a step before us in the chymical analysis of nutritive substances.]

THE animal productions that serve the purpose of nutrition are the muscles, membranes, and all the tissues of the ox, the sheep, the pig, the hare, the rabbit, poultry, wild fowl, and a great variety of fish; both sea and fresh-water fish; together with shell-fish and crustacea. In each of these substances reside certain principles which concur with remarkable energy in the formation of chyle, and the quick reparation of all the powers: — these are gelatine, fibrine, albumine, and ozmazome; but these nutritive principles do not always exist in the same proportions. They vary according to the age and species Gelatine abounds in young animals; in adult animals, fibrine predominates. Albumine is Ozmazome is scarcely found, more or less, in all. present at all, in the calf and pullet; but in the ox, and other full-grown animals, it is very abundant. It is to this substance that broth owes its colour, its aromatic odour, and agreeable flavour.

of the animal.

In examining their mode of action on the animal economy, it will not be difficult to distinguish the cases in which one or the other of these substances should be perferably employed.

Gelatine is obtained by a decoction in water of all the soft parts of animals; but particularly the skin, the tendons, membranes, and glands. The bones, also, being pulverised, furnish a great quantity. It does not digest as easily as is commonly believed. This mistaken notion causes it to be lavished on the con

valescent, and generally on those whose failing strength is the result of a bad state of the organs of digestion. It is very nourishing, but too relaxing.


When it does digest, it speedily produces an bonpoint, the character of which is, the paleness and softness of the flesh. Gelatine is never strictly proper, unless all the animal functions are in a healthy state, and in cases where a meagre state of body is not the result of any derangement of the stomach. For temperaments in which the white fluids predominate, its relaxing properties should be corrected by aromatics or some other stimulant, such as wine, spices, &c.—the mode of action is then totally different, and it becomes essentially tonic and strengthening.


Fibrine constitutes more particularly the flesh of animals; it is generally easy of digestion. It furnishes a large proportion of chyle, and leaves little or no residuum; it enriches the constitution by increasing the size and strength of all the tissues, quickens the sensibility, and gives energy and activity to all the functions. But to obtain these results, it is necessary that the fibrine should be united with osmazome; otherwise, its effects will be nearly the same as those of all the white parts of animals.

Albumine, of which the white of an egg is wholly formed, and the greater part of the yolk, is coagulated and hardened by heat to a degree that resists all efforts of digestion. Its nutritive properties, analagous to those of milk, are not to be relied on, unless when it is employed in a half-liquid state, whe

ther alone, or combined with other animal sub stances, then it is easily digested and assimilated.

Ozmazome is obtained by the washing in cold water of any brown flesh: an extract is made of it, which is not nutritive, but which acts on the vital (propriétés) properties in a manner eminently stimulating, it penetrates the whole system of circulation excites the power of assimilation, and determines the chyliferous vessels to appropriate to themselves a greater proportion of the nutritious principles. Now, it will be readily conceived that the flesh of adult animals, containing at once fibrine and gelatine, the properties of which are advantageously modified by ozmazome, would be the food best adapted for lymphatic constitutions, where there is a disposition to scrophula, and in all cases where the organs require stimulus; but, for the same reasons, it should be taken very moderately by those who are inclined to plethora, to active hæmorrhages, or other accute affections. It would be particularly injurious to nervous temperaments, and wherever there is any irritation of the organs of sensibility, unless tempered by a mixture of vegetable food.

What we have said of the flesh of animals applies equally well to poultry. Domestic fowl have white flesh, similar in its effects to that of young quadrupeds; whereas wild fowl and game in general have brown flesh, more resembling that of adult quadrupeds.

Fish do not, like birds and quadrupeds, contain the principle which stimulates the digestion; they contain, however, a large proportion of nutriment, the absorption of which is more or less easy in different individuals. There are, indeed, persons who can only eat particular kinds of fish; and others to whom it is altogether injurious, and in whom it excites an ardent thirst. The immediate action of fish on the animal economy, is not direct, like that manifestly produced by any aliment in which osmazome predominates; neither are the fluids and solids renewed, as by gelatine or fibrine; but in a manner much more calm. To this property, may, in a great measure, be referred the constitution of our seamen ;. it is also to the mild and tranquil digestion of this food that we may attribute the uniformity of their actions and habits.

Some authors have written that fish produce obstinate cutaneous affections, ulcers, adynamic fevers, and scurvy. We think that there has not been sufficient distinction made here between the salt and smoked fish, and the fresh. Sharp seasonings may affect the skin and the vital fluids; we have often observed these effects; but scorbutic diseases, and cutaneous affections, in general, are extremely rare among our seamen; whence we conclude that fish is a wholesome food, proper in all cases not requiring a stimulating diet.

The most common shell-fish in Boulogne, used as food, are oysters, les peignes, and muscles. Oysters are easy of digestion, and may agree with weak stomachs; but they are rather relaxing. Robust persons eat considerable quantities of them without inconvenience, their relaxing properties tending to correct the effects of too nourishing a diet. Les peignes, analogous to oysters in texture, are far from being as easy cf digestion; and, though boiled with aromatics and other provocations, are proper only for persons of very strong digestion. In all other cases, they are not only improper (contraire) but positively injurious.

Muscles, from their abundance on the rocks bathed by the sea on the coast of Boulogne furnish a common article of food, and are a most important resource for the poor. Mucous as oysters, they act in the same manner on the animal economy; but they are justly mistrusted, because it sometimes happens that they produce serious indigestions, attended with violent pains in the head and stomach, difficulty of breathing, puffing of the face, and a red, sharp, and stinging eruption over the whole body; momentary coryza, and sometimes convulsions. It is remarkable that these effects do not depend upon the quantity eaten. For example: several persons will make a plentiful repast on muscles, and not be at all incommoded; one of the party will eat but two or three, and, a short time after, will experience the effects we

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viciated, as in scurvy; or where debility and poverty
of blood announce a deficiency of the nourishing

have described; on another occasion, perhaps, all the
party will be affected, more or less, in a similar
manner. What can we conclude from this irregu-
larity, but that muscles have sometimes poisonous
properties, dependant upon the state of their fluids,
the nature of the substances on which they feed, or
the degree of purity of the waters in which they live?
There may also be some predisposition of the sto-

Farinaceous vegetables are valuable aliments,
gentle in their action; and a mixture of them with ani-
mal productions, is, in some sort, the complement of
the nourishment of man: but their quantity should
be proportioned to the constitution, and to the pre-
mach, favourable to the action of these properties. dispositions which, according to sex or age, determine

the liability to different affections.

But the observation of a long course of years has
demonstrated, that the muscles taken on the rocks of
Equihen, which are uncovered only in very low
tides, are rarely unwholesome; whereas those taken
nearer to the coast are by no means so wholesome.
This shows that their poisonous properties depend
partly upon the causes we have assigned. It seems,
however, that the brown tubercle in the centre, vul-
garly called the tongue, is the most common cause
of indigestion for those persons who are careful to

Bread made of pure wheat is the best and the
lightest; all its principles are almost intirely ab-
sorbed. That in which other flour is introduced
such as barley, rye, oats, or the fecula of potato, is
not only more compact, but also slower of digestion.

The former suits best for sedentary or inactive per-
sons, because their digestive powers have less energy;
but the second is best for the working classes. It
makes them less sensible of the imperious calls of

remove this are not incommoded. It is observed,
also, that if the muscle be moistened in vinegar,
before it is eaten, its ill qualities are neutralized. It
is important, then, always to observe this rule, if one
would avoid accidents, always accompanied with pain,
anxiety, &c. &c.

hunger, during the hours devoted to labour. Hot
bread is always heavier than stale; and in all cases,
crust digests more readily than crumb, because the
latter, being much softer, requires little mastication;
while the former, being more masticated, absorbs more
saliva, and demands less effort on the part of the
stomach. Long mastication is absolutely necessary
to an easy digestion. Too little attention is paid to
this fact, and to this omission many evils are attribut-
able. It cannot be too earnestly recommended to
weak and delicate persons to divide and temper their
food in the mouth, as completely as possible, before
it is entrusted to the stomach.

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The crustacea are not rare in the country; but they eat only the crab, the lobster, and the shrimp. They are difficult of digestion, especially the two first. Though they all form a solid and very nourishing food, they ought not to be used without aromatics and spices sufficiently stimulating to prevent indigestion; even then, they are only fit for strong and vigorous stomachs.

The lobster is liable to affections which sometimes render it unwholesome. Its i properties reside especially in a red substance called the coral, which is neither more nor less than the eggs, still very small, and placed in the interior of the body. On the 1st of September 1824, five persons suffered from indigestion, followed by prostration of strength, hiccough, violent colics, faintings, and other symptoms of the most alarming nature-in consequence of eating of a lobster, with the flesh of which was mixed the coral, cut in small pieces. An evident proof that it was the coral that caused the evil was, that a sixth person, who was of the party, having had the precaution to put aside the morsels of that part which had fallen to his share, suffered no inconvenience whatever. As it has not been ascertained at what precise period the lobster becomes unwholesome, and it is impossible exactly to describe any characters by which that state may be recognized, it is advisable habitually to reject the coral.


The various vegetables used as food, differ as well in their action on the animal economy, as in the quantity of nutriment they contain. As our limits will not allow us to examine each severally, we shall separate them into sections, comprehending all the analogies.

The Leguminous. In the number of aliments of this kind, it is necessary to comprehend the roots of certain vegetables, their leaves, their stalks, their seeds, and even their flowers. These parts contain different degrees of nutriment, and ought to be gathered at the most favourable period of vegetation. Thus, carrots, lettuces, asparagus, gourds, peas, cauliflowers, &c. are used only when the roots, leaves, stalks, seeds, &c. respectively, abound with sap; and each contains the nourishing and peculiar juices destined to the full growth of the vegetable. In fine, if the stalks were fully developed, the roots would become dry and woody, the leaves hard and cortaceous; they would no longer be susceptible of diges

tion, and would even cease to be nutritious.

Two parts necessarily exist in vegetables: the one contains all that is alimentary—it is the mucilaginous extract; the other is the vegetable fibre, which will not digest, and is constantly rejected. Now, it may be said, that the more mucilage any vegetable substance may contain, and the less of the fibrous part, the more it is susceptible of assimilation. The leguminous are by no means so nutritious as the farinaceous vegetables; and produce but a small proportion of chyle.


The effects of a constant diet of this kind are not difficult to distinguish the stomach, wearied by the sweet moist mucilage of leguminous substances, furnishes to the assimilative agents but little nutrition, and peculiarly relaxing; thus, the contractibility of the heart is weakened, the skin loses its colour, and the vital properties of all the tissues become singularly relaxed; the blood itself becomes more liquid; and a full and swollen appearance often announces the want of energy of the acquired constitution. Such diet, then, is contra-indicated for persons of weak and feeble habit, and especially for those in whom the white fluids predominate. Neither are they proper for persons whose organs of locomotion have need of vigour and activity; nor those in whom an habitual state of indolence betrays the languor of the functions, and the imminence of a leuco-phlegmatic and weak habit of body; but, on the contrary, a vegetable diet may be employed to great advantage, where the thickening of the blood disposes to an inflammatory state. This regimen is no less proper when it is desirable to temper nervous susceptibility.

The Farinaceous. Of these vegetables, wheat is
undoubtedly the one most generally employed. The
abundance of gluten and nutritious matter that enter
into its composition, render it preferable for the
making of bread; it digests with the greatest facility,
and furnishes a large portion of chyle. The exclu
sive use of this kind of food, however, occasions a
superabundance of blood. Great bread-eaters have
the vascular system full; the pulse, though strong,
remarkably slow; and in general, a tendency to ple-
thora. Their muscles become more strong and ro-
bust, but they have not the quickness of movement,
and the elasticity of persons who live upon more
stimulating food. The functions of the mind also
have less activity, and the sensibility seems blunted.
This state of apparent calmness always conceals the
elements of inflammatory maladies, intense in pro-
portion to the more or less superabundance of the
sanguine fluid. Such a diet is improper, therefore,
Unless in such cases as we have mentioned, legu-
for persons of a strong and stout constitution, or per-
minous vegetables, mingled with different kinds of
sons subject to hæmorrhage, to the impulsion of blood meat, compose the best and most wholesome diet, be-
to the head, &c., but it would be useful in cases of cause this mixture of the two is more strengthening
great nervous irritability, when the hematose is than vegetables alone, and less stimulating than an

intirely animal diet. According to these principles, the more or less proportion of either should be determined by the constitution of the individual.

Fruits are not generally considered as food, but rather as accessories en raison of the quantity of saccharine, acidulous, or oily matter they may contain ; the mucilage with which these principles are united, however, gives them nutritive properties more or less decided.

The sweet fruits used in Boulogne are apricots, plums, and the dried fruits, as figs, raisins, &c. The sugar makes them particularly desirable—it is of easy digestion; its assimilation is almost complete. Per

sons who use a great quantity soon become em-bon

point, and even plethoric; but at the same time it

seems that they are slower in their movements, and deficient in activity, which always depends on the elasticity of the muscles. The sensibility also is somewhat diminished, and the brain appears to act with more calmness and tranquillity. But when the sugar contained in the fruit presents itself in the form of a mass of sweet mucus, then its mode of action differs, and this new substance becomes relaxing, occasions flatulence, &c. and all the crgans are weakened. These effects are especially remarkable in delicate persons, and persons of weak digestion.

Sweet fruits are a great resource for convalescents, and in all cases where it is desirable to increase nutrition; but then two conditions are necessary :—the first, that these fruits should contain as little mucus as possible; the other, that the stomach be strong enough to overcome their laxative influence. In such cases this nourishment, judiciously mingled with substances slightly stimulant, will give strength to the constitution; but it will be readily conceived that it must be injurious whenever there is the least predisposition to plethora or inflammation.

The most common of the acid fruits are gooseberries, currants, cherries, strawberries, apples, pears, peaches, raspberries, mulberries, oranges, and lemons. Though the acetic, citric, malic, and moric acids contained in these fruits is always mingled with a considerable quantity of sugary mucus, they are not nutritious, but rather exercise their influence in exciting the appetite, and favouring the digestion of other substances eaten at the same time. It is necessary, however, that they be eaten in moderation, otherwise they will occasion serious disorders. One of the most sensible effects of acid fruits is their action on

the circulation. The pulse beats slower; the animal heat is modified in a remarkable manner. The cellular tissue is clogged, and this explains why the frequent use of acids often brings on a state of leanness; but a moderate use of them, especially when the weather is very warm, gives to the whole frame a sensation of refreshing coolness that is very useful.

The oily fruits gathered in this country are nuts and walnuts; but almonds and cocoa-nuts also are used. Alone, they are hard of digestion, and although the oil they contain, united with the vegetable pulp, affords a sufficiency of nutriment, it is necessary to their digestion that they should be masticated until every particle be completely crushed. If not thus carefully divided, the stomach is wearied with vain efforts to digest them. These fruits are never better assimilated than when fresh, and intirely triturated with the salivary juices, and never more unwholesome than when they are stale, and their oily particles have begun to lose their purity. Oily fruits are in general softening, and their action on the several systems of organs tend to moderate their functions. Thus, persons who make great use of them are stout without being strong; their sensibility is in some sort dulled, and the understanding dormant.


He that thinks best of man, thinks most worthily of God. Man, savage man,-and of civilised man the more ignorant and besotted classes, like the devils, believe and tremble; not so he who keeps ever in his view the high destinies of humanity; he, whatever be his creed, believes and loves. Outline of a system of Education.





BOTTOM the Weaver is a character that has not had justice done him. He is the most romantic of mechanics. And what a list of companions he has Quince the Carpenter, Snug the Joiner, Flute the Bellows-mender, Snout the Tinker, Starveling the Tailor; and then, again, what a group of fairy attendants, Puck, Peaseblossom, Cobweb, Moth, and Mustard-seed! It has been observed that Shakspeare's characters are constructed upon deep phisiological principles; and there is something in this play which looks very like it. Bottom the Weaver,

who takes the lead of

"This crew of patches, rude mechanicals, That work for bread upon Athenian stalls," follows a sedentary trade, and he is accordingly represented as conceited, serious, and fantastical. He is ready to undertake anything and everything, as if it was as much a matter of course as the motion of his loom and shuttle. He is for playing the tyrant, "He will roar that it the lover, the lady, the lion. shali do any man's heart good to hear him;" and this being objected to as improper, he still has a resource in his good opinion of himself, and "will roar you an 'twere any nightingale." Snug the Joiner is the moral man of the piece, who proceeds by measurement and discretion in all things. You see him "Have with his rule and compasses in his hand. you the lion's part written? Pray you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study."-" You may do it extempore," says Quince, "for it is nothing but roaring." Starveling the Tailor keeps the peace, and objects to the lion and the drawn sword. "I believe we must leave the killing out when all's done." Starveling, however, does not start the objections himself, but seconds them when made by others, as if he had not spirit to express his fears without encouragement. It is too much to suppose all this intentional but it very luckily falls out so. Nature includes all that is implied in the most subtle analytical distinctions; and the same distinctions will be found in Shakspeare. Bottom, who is not only chief actor, but stage-manager for the occasion, has a device to obviate the danger of frightening the ladies : "Write me a prologue, and let the prologue seem to say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that Pyramus is not killed indeed; and for better assurance, tell them that I, Pyramus, am not Pyramus, but Bottom the Weaver: this will put them out of fear." Bottom seems to have understood the subject of dramatic illusion at least as well as any modern essayist. If our holiday mechanic rules the roast among his fellows, he is no less at home in his new character of an ass, "with amiable cheeks, and fair large ears." He instinctively acquires a most learned taste, and grows fastidious in the choice of dried peas and bottled hay. He is quite familiar with his new attendants, and assigns them their parts with all due gravity. "Monsieur Cobweb, good Monsieur, get your weapon in your hand, and kill me a red-hipt humble-bee on the top of a thistle, and, good Monsieur, bring me the honey-bag." What an exact knowledge is here shown of natural history!

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ron and his fairies we are launched at once into the

empire of the butterflies. How beautifully is this
race of beings contrasted with the men and women
actors in the scene, by a single epithet which Titania
gives to the latter, "the human mortals!" It is as-
tonishing that Shakspeare should be considered, not
only by foreigners, but by many of our own critics,
as a gloomy and heavy writer, who painted nothing
but "gorgons and hydras, and chymeras dire." His
subtlety exceeds that of all other dramatic writers,
insomuch that a celebrated person of the present day
said that he regarded hiin rather as a metaphysician
than a poet. His delicacy and sportive gaiety are
infinite. In the Midsummer Night's Dream alone,
we should imagine, there is more sweetness and
beauty of description than in the whole range of
French poetry put together. What we mean is
this, that we will produce out of that single play
ten passages, to which we do not think any ten pas-
sages in the works of the French poets can be op-
posed, displaying equal fancy and imagery. Shall
we mention the remonstrance of Helena to Hermia,
or Titania's description of her fairy train, or her dis-
putes with Oberon about the Indian boy, or Puck's
account of himself and his employments, or the
Fairy Queen's exhortation to the elves to pay due
attendance upon her favourite, Bottom; or Hippo-
lita's description of a chace, or Theseus's answer?
The two last are as heroical and spirited as the others
are full of luscious tenderness. The reading of this
play is like wandering in a grove by moonlight: the
descriptions breathe a sweetness like odours thrown.

from beds of flowers.

Titania's exhortation to the fairies to wait upon Bottom, which is remarkable for a certain cloying sweetness in the repetition of the rhymes, is as follows:

"Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;
Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes,
Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,
With purple grapes, green figs and mulberries;
The honey-bags steel from the humble-bees,
And for night tapers crop their waxen thighs,
And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,
To have my love to bed, and to arise:
And pluck the wings from painted butterflies,
To fan the moon-beams from his sleeping eyes;
Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies."

The sounds of the lute and the trumpet are not more distinct than the poetry of the foregoing passage, and of the conversation between Theseus and Hippolita.

Puck, or Robin Goodfellow, is the leader of the fairy band. He is the Ariel of the Midsummer Night's Dream;' and yet as unlike as can be to the Ariel in The Tempest.' No other poet could have made two such different characters out of the same fanciful materials and situations. Ariel is a minister of retribution, who is touched with a sense of pity at he woes he inflicts. Puck is a mad-cap sprite, full of wantonness and mischief, who laughs at those whom he misleads" Lord, what fools these mortals Ariel cleaves the air, and executes his mission with the zeal of a winged messenger; Puck is borne along on his fairy errand like the light and glittering gossamer before the breeze. epicurean little gentleman, dealing in quaint devices, He, is indeed, a most and faring in dainty delights. world of spirits are a set of moralists: but with ObeProspero and his


It had been suggested to us, that the Midsummer Night's Dream would do admirably to get up as a Christmas after-piece; and our prompter proposed that Mr Kean should play the part of Bottom, as worthy of his great talents. He might, in the discharge of his duty, offer to play the lady like any of our actresses that he pleased, the lover or the tyrant like any of our actors that he pleased, and the lion like "the most fearful wildfowl living." The carpenter, the tailor, and joiner, it was thought, would hit the galleries. The young ladies in love would interest the side-boxes; and Robin Goodfellow and his companions excite a lively fellow-feeling in the children from school. There would be two courts, an empire within an empire, the Athenian and the Fairy King and Queen, with their attendants, and with all their finery. What an opportunity for processions, for the sound of trumpets and glittering of spears! What a fluttering of urchins' painted wings; what a delightful profusion of gauze clouds and airy spirits floating on them!

Even Titian never made a hunting-piece of a gusto
so fresh and lusty, and so near the first ages of the
world as this.

Alas, the experiment has been tried, and has failed; not through the fault of Mr Kean, who did not play the part of Bottom, nor of Mr Liston, who did, and who played it well, but from the nature of things. The Midsummer Night's Dream,' when acted, is converted from a delightful fiction into a dull pantomime. All that is finest in the play is lost in the representation. The spectacle was grand; but the spirit was evaporated, the genius was fled.Poetry and the stage do not agree well together. The attempt to reconcile them in this instance fails not only of effect, but of decorum. The ideal can have no place upon the stage, which is a picture without perspective: everything there is in the foreground. That which was merely an airy shape, a dream, a passing thought, immediately becomes an unmanageable reality. Where all is left to the imagination (as is the case in reading) every circumstance, near or remote, has an equal chance of being kept in mind, and tells according to the mixed impression of all that has been suggested. But the magination cannot sufficiently qualify the actual impressions of the senses. Any offence given to the eye is not to be got rid of by explanation. Thus Bottom's head in the play is a fantastic illusion, produced by magic spells: on the stage, it is an ass's head, and nothing more; certainly a very strange costume for a gentleman to appear in. Fancy cannot be embodied any more than a simile can be painted; and it is as idle to attempt it as to personate wall or moonshine. Fairies are not incredible, but fairies six feet high are so. Monsters are not shocking, if they are seen at a proper distance. When ghosts appear at mid-day, when apparitions stalk along Cheapside, then may the Midsummer Night's Dream' be represented without injury at Covent-garden or at Drury-lane. The boards of a theatre and the regions of fancy are not the same thing,

"THESEUS. Go, one of you, find out the forester,
For now our observation if perform'd;
And since we have the vaward of the day
My love shall hear the music of my hounds.
Uncouple in the western valley, go,
Despatch I say, and find the forester.
We will, fair Queen, up to the mountain's top,
And mark the musical confusion


Of hounds and echo in conjunction.

HIPPOLITA. I was with Hercules and Cadmus

When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear
With hounds of Sparta; never did I hear
Such gallant chiding. For, besides the groves,
The skies, the fountains, every region near
Seem'd all one mutual cry.
I never heard
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
THESEUS. My hounds are bred out of the Spar-
tan kind,

[FROM the Memoirs of Dr Basire.' The letter
was written to him during his exile in the royal
cause, by his wife, a lady of a good family, and an
excellent woman. Our extract is followed by a
passage or two from her other letters.]

From Eglesclif, Feb. 19. 1661.
"MY DEAREST I Haue receiued yowrs from
Missina, dated the last of November, which is all I
haue receiued sens S. Morkes day. I haue and shal
praise God for his gracious providens over you, in

So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung
With ears that sweep away the morning dew;

Crook-knee'd and dew-lap'd, like Thessalian bulls, delivering you from the Pope and fryars envie. I

Slow in pursuit, but matched in mouth like bells,
Each under each. A cry more tuneable
Was never halloo'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,'
In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:
Judge when you hear.".

pray God to prosper you stil in the good successe of
your ministery, and to continue your prudence and
care of yourself. I am sory for your deare frend
Thoue you are not plesed to nam him, yet I
thinke I know him-Ser John Gudrike brother.
He tould me his brother was dide of a pluresy as he
was in his voyage for Englon, He ared me for you,
and desired me to remember him to you. I sow
him as I was retorning from bringing my Lady

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