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Recipe for the Bite of a Mad Dog.

1218 pools ofwater, which have a strong taste Shrimps are in abundance, if I may of brimstone; the water not the least judge by the quantities which we found frozen, when all around was nothing in the maws of the penguin and seal, butice. There are quantities of pu- when killed. There are clams on the mice stone to be picked up in different rocks which are eatable. places; and in one of the isles which “ Taking this land altogether, it form Esther Harbour, the whole of the appears only fit for a temporary resirock of which it is composed is strong-dence for the sea elephant, the seal, ly impregnated with brimstone. În and the different aquatic birds that in fact, by putting a piece of the rock habit it during the summer season. into the fire, it will burn away, leaving

“ R. SHERRATT.” nothing but a cinder.

According to Mr. Sherratt's state“ The westermost island contains ment, originally inserted in his chart, coals in great abundance; and I think but which we have transferred to this the whole of them include vast masses place, “the most prevailing winds are of iron ore, as the bottoms of the dif- S.W. and N.E. When the wind veers ferent rivulets seem impregnated with to N.E. it generally blows a gale, acquantities of iron rust. Indeed I think companied with snow storms. The there must be quantities of metals of S.W. is for the most part fresh with different descriptions here.

clear weather, the thermometer varyI wish I could say something in ing from 25° to 27° and 40°.

The favour of its vegetable productions ; N.E. wind is the coldest. The currents but, alas! little or nothing of that can are very strong through the straits. be said. There is not a tree, not a Rise of tide eight feet. Flows, full and bush, not a shrub, not a flower, in all change, at eight o'clock. Flood sets in the islands. There is a little coarse to the S.W. Potter's Cove is the moss here and there, and in Potter's safest anchorage.” Cove there is a small plot of land with a little grass of a small kind, and very A RECIPE FOR THE CURE Of The Bite short.

OF A MAD DOG.-COMMUNICATED BY “ Animals there are none, nor is there the least appearance that any Take leaves of rue, picked from the have ever trodden these inhospitable stalk and bruised, Venice treacle, or regions.

mithridate, and sweepings of pewter, “ Birds are plentiful and various. of each 4 oz. Boil all these over a The penguins, which are innumerable, slow fire, in two quarts of strong ale, are of three different sorts ; namely, till one pint is consumed; then keep it the crown penguin, with a red tuft on in bottles closely stopped. Give of it its head, and beautiful yellow and nine spoonfuls to a man or woman, black plumage ; 2d, without the tuft, warm, every morning, fasting, for but of similar plumage ; 3d, the black seven mornings together. and white one. All of these have a This, if given within nine days after very disagreeable smell. There are the biting of the dog, will prevent the also sea-gulls, gannets, Cape hens, hydrophobia ;-apply some of the inand a sort of pigeon, which is the gredients from which the liquor was only bird that has not a web-foot; strained to the bitten part. and I think these last must have been This recipe was taken out of Culblown from South America in the thorp Church some years ago ; the heavy north-west gales.

whole town being bitten by a mad Fishes are likewise in abundance dog, and all that took this medicine and variety.

The black whale and did well, while all the rest died mad. the fin-back wbale are numerous, but I

N.B. It is added, that many years believe there are not any spermaceti experience have proved that this is an whales here, at least I did not see any,

effectual cure. or hear of any person who did. However, the grampus, the porpoise, the

To 1821. sea elephant, and the seal, are in vast DEPARTED year! How swift has been thy quantities. There is also a very deli- flight! cate fish to be caught near the different How like an eagle gliding through the air, detached rocks, which I call the black That shines but to deceive---then disappear

Or like a meteor rushing from its height--or rock cod,weighing from 4lbs. to 8lbs. Amid the gloom of everlasting night! the only catable fish taken here, -- Lymington.

J. O. R.

E. RIDER.

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POETRY.

May you” (his faultering voice was scarcely

heard)

May you be with me there—let not my THE COUNTRY MINISTER.

prayers,

My exhortations, all be lost-believe YONDER the cottage stands where once he Believe in God—he then will with you be, dwelt,

When on your death-bed plac'd.”—His hand And those tall trees, that, planted years ago, was rais'd, Shaded him from the sun's bright, burning The film of death was on his half-clos'd eye, rays,

He on his pillow sank, and breath'd no more. Under whose branches he would often sit In silent meditation, at the morning's dawn,

All seem to mourn the good man's early

death; At noon,--at night,—when, thro’ their lofty The birds that in the morning oft were fed

boughs The moon would peep to catch a sight of him: Not as they once were wont) a note of woe :

By his benevolent hand, mare heard to sing Yes; there he sat, and thought upon bis flock, the flowers that nodded as be walk'd along, (Their welfare ever was upon his mind) And studied o'er their happiness on earth,

And paid him for his care by their sweet And would lead them from the earth to look,

scent,

Now miss th' attentive hand that water'd them, And fix their wandering thoughts on heaven. Nor did those studies unrewarded pass,

And prop'd their drooping heads :— the eyes

of all For soon the village, that he call’d his own, Was noted for the peace and joy that reign'd; Throughout the peaceful, fruitful spot, are wet All its inhabitants were one in love;

With briny tears.No jarring strife, no angry words, were there, I heard the great bell toll-the doleful The summer evening's breeze pass'd over it, sound Nor told a tale, nor took with it a sound Ran the whole village through-all left their Of drunken revelry, as once it did

homes To neighbouring vales : no; all was still; To pay the tribute to departed wortb : Under their pastor's care the flock increas'd, The mournful train now slowly pass along, Increas'd in knowledge, virtue, happiness ; Attended by a numerous throng of every age, And when the labours of the day were o'er, From tender youth to the grey-headed sire; The peasant homeward bent his weary feet, A death-like silence reigns around the grave, And spent the evening in domestic joys; Save only sobs that burst from the full heart : Heard on his knee bis young ones say their The earth is heard to fall, and “ dust to dust" prayers,

Escapes the lips of him who up-raised stands. And then to God himself and all resign'd, With head uncovered, and with heavy hearts And sunk in “ balmy sleep.”

The sorrowing throng depart. He was belov'd by all :--The young and old And since that day ten moons have wax'd Alike their artless smiles upon him cast,

and wan'd; As, with his pleasing looks, he bent his way

And now upon his grave the grass has grown, On sabbath morn to yonder white-worn church; White daisies too are seen mix'd here and And, as he slowly pass'd each cottage door,

there, The modest matron with the child in arms And rose-leaves, that have fallen from that Was seen to bend in token of respect,

stalk While close behind a group of children, clean

Now nearly leafless :-it was planted there And neatly dress’d, attended to his call, By one who lov'd him, on the following day, Happy, thrice happy to obey his voice. To that which bore him to his “couch of rest :"

The birds now perch upon the humble stone, When sickness rag'd within the humble cot, That tells his name to all who travel by, He oft was seen with med'cine in his hand,

And swell their little throats--the nightly
Prepar'd from herbs his little fields supplied ; dews
Prompt to the summons, walking with the Fall on it---all around is lovely,---calm,---
child,

And happy, as his soul !
The sorrowing child, who had to him been sent,
To tell the tidings of the dire disease

Acton Place.

M. M. That had his father, mother, brother, seiz'di At the bed-side arriv'd, the fervent prayer Was offer'd, and the sufferer soon reliev'd.

LINES, But see, strange marks of woe are on each cheek;

Written by an aged Lady, who is suffering under o The pastor lies upon the bed of pain,

violent attack of the Rheumatic Gout.
By sickness brought almost to death's dark
And daily there was seen the attentive flock; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eyes,
And soon as one retires another comes

On one oppress'd with grief and pain ;
To bid his last farewell with heavy heart :- My suff'rings, Lord, do not despise,
And now he feels the chilly hand of death This humble pray'r do not disdain.
Is nigh to him, and with a smile he says,
“ Dear friends, 1 go beyond that clear, blue Thou great Physician, lend an ear
sky,"

To all my groans, and pains, and sighs; (Pointing his hand to heav'n) “and, oh! may Be thou, my Saviour, ever near, yoll

To comfort me when troubles rise.

door;

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To thee I look for health and ease,

Thou only can'st effect a cure; From sin, and ev'ry fierce disease,

Dear Lord, I pray to be secure. Help me, O Lord, to bear thy rod,

Without a murmur or a tear; Possess'd of patience, blessed God,

May I my pains with calmness bear. As sent by thee, will blessings prove,

To wean my soul from ev'ry toy; Teach it, O Lord, to soar above,

To join in songs of love and joy. Winchester, Hants, August 6, 1821. A. B.

“ To friendship didst thou trust thy fame? “ And was thy friend a deadly foe? " Who stole into thy arms, to aim

A surer blow ! “ Live! and repine not at this loss, A loss unworthy to be told: “ Thou hadst mistaken sordid dross

" For sterling gold. “ Go seek that treasure seldom found, “ Of power the fiercest grief to calm, “ And soothe the bosom's deepest wound

“ With heav'nly balm ! 'In woman hadst thou plac'd thy bliss,

And did the fair one faithless prove? “ Hath she betrayed thee with a kiss,

“ And sold thy love ? “ Love! 'twas a false bewild’ring fire: « Too often love's insidious dart “ Thrills the fond soul with sweet desire ;

“ But kills the heart. “ A nobler flame shall warm thy breast, “ A brighter maiden's virtuous charms; “ Blest shalt thou be, supremely blest

In beauty's arms! “ Whate'er thy lot, whoe'er thou be, “ Confess thy folly, kiss the rod; “ And in thy chasť ning sorrows see

• The hand of God ! “ A bruised reed he will not break, Afflictions all his children feel : “ He wounds them for his mercy's sake--

“ He wounds to heal ! “ Humbled beneath his mighty hand, Prostrate his providence adore ! “ 'Tis done---arise---he bids thee stand

“ To fall no more. “ Now, traveller in this vale of tears

To realms of everlasting light, “ Thro' time's dark wilderness of years

“ Pursue thy flight!"
There is a calm for those that weep,
A rest for weary pilgrims found;
And while the mould'ring ashes sleep

Low in the ground,
The soul, of origin divine,
God's glorious image, freed from clay,
In heav'n's eternal sphere shall shine

Å star of day!
The sun is but a spark of fire,
A transient meteor in the sky;
The soul, immortal as its sire,

Shall never die!

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« THE GRAVE," A Poem, (inserted in the Imperial Magazine,

vol. 2, col. 865,) extracted from the Monthly Repository of Theology and General Literature, for July, 1806. HARK! a strange voice affrights mine ear, My pulse, my brain, run wild, I rave.--Ah! who art thou whose voice I hear?

“ I am the Grave. “ The Grave that never spake before, “Hath found at length a tongue to chide; “ O listen, or I speak no more--

“ Be silent, pride! “ Art thou a wretch of hope forlorn, “ The victim of consuming care? “ Is thy distracted conscience torn

“ By fell despair ? “ Do foul misdeeds, of former times,

Wring with despair thy guilty breast? “ And ghosts of unforgiv'n crimes

“ Murder thy rest ? “ Lash'd by the furies of the mind, “ From wrath and vengeance would'st thou

flee? " Ah think not, hope not, fool! to find

“ A friend in me! By all the terrors of thy tomb,

Beyond the power of tongue to tell, “ By all the secrets of my womb,

“ By heaven and hell, “ I charge thee live! repent and pray-“ In dust thine infamy deplore: « There yet is mercy---go thy way,

« And sin no more! “ Art thou a mourner? hast thou known “ The joy of innocent delights ? Endearing days for ever flown,

“ And tranquil nights ? “ O live! and deeply cherish still « The sweet remembrance of the past, Rely on Heav'n's unchanging will

“ For peace at last. « Art thou a wanderer ? hast thou seen

O'erwhelming tempests drown thy bark? A shipwreck'd sufferer hast thou been,

“ Misfortune's mark? “ Tho' long of winds, and waves the sport, “ Condemn'd in wretchedness to roam; Live, thou shalt reach a sheltering port,

"A quiet home!

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REFLECTIONS ON THE SEA.

BEHOLD the beauties of vast nature's round,
The blissful scenes on earth, the orbs above-
On every side benevolence is found,
And mortals breathe in all-pervading love.
But how, O ocean, shall I speak thy fame!
Already great, and needing no increase;
Since witness’d by the multitade of men,
And ever shall be, till the world shall cease. -

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Review-Evidences of Christianity.

1224 How grand the features of thy changing face, important subjects discussed in the The boisterous waving of the dreadful storm; / subsequent pages. From this manly Then sympathizing skies, with darting pace, and Christian dedication we select And frequent flashes, shew thine awful form!

the following paragraph, respecting Or, when thy glassy surface, still and clear, the present condition of the Jews: Enchants me with reflected diamond rays;

“ In the apostolic age, Jews might become And health inhaling, as the breezes veer,

Roman citizens; their manners and aspect I feel a joy ne'er felt in former days.

were not so singular as to be contemptuously Thy wide expanse beyond man's eye extends, remarked; their appellation was not disgraceTo right or left the land no margin draws; fal; they associated and intermixed with In contemplating thee, the moment rends mankind generally; filled high official situaMy soul from earth, and fixes on thy Cause. tions; and, instead of equality, possessed June 11th, 1821.

z. superior influence and distinction, and uncon

trolled power. Why then, Gentlemen, are

these people now so scattered? So insignifiTRANSLATION of a Greek Poem, addressed by cant, and proverbially contemptible? So exH. S. Boyd to the Rev. Dr. ADAM CLARKE, clusive in their appearance and demeanour? in 1815, on his Commentary on the Scriptures. So restricted in their intercourse with all

the nations of the earth? So miserable, and While sordid traders have one only care,

yet so united ? So distinct from all, with The boundless wealth, thy toil procures, to whom they trade, and amongst whom they share ;

live? What principle, or material, can have 'Tis mine, like birds that hover on the breeze, entered into their constitution, to make them To cull th' ambrosial fruit which crowns thy so different from all other people? So averse

to general association? In fine, why do they trees. ”Tis mine to bear, like bees in vernal bow'rs, not merge into contemporaneous modes of The golden treasure from thy blooming flow'rs: living ; intermix with society; and obliterate For sure thy works are gardens, which combine the peculiarity of their manners and appearWith intellectual fruitage, flowers divine. ance?"-p. iv.

H. S. B. This paragraph contains an interest

ing question, which, unless we admit THE CHRISTIAN SABBATH. the truths of revelation, we shall in

vain attempt to answer. Hail, blessed day! 'twas thy triumphant morn The work is divided into five books,

Beheld the Saviour from the tomb come forth, and these are again subdivided into The mighty God, and Lord of heav'n and chapters. The first book infers the earth.

truth of Christianity from the nature Hail, sacred morn! thy animating ray

and fulfilment of prophecy: the second Cheereth the pilgrim on his thorny way,

founds its truth on the evidence furHail, hallow'd morn! thy blest return I greet, nished by profane authors: and the And hope in Zion's courts my God to meet. third reaches the same conclusion Hail, happy day! of heav'nly joy and peace,

from sacred and early Christian wriOn this blest day labour and toil shall cease : ters. The fourth book is but remotely Stand forth, ye watchmen, and proclaim aloud, connected with the grand subject of Proclaim the honors of our risen God.

the work. It contains three chapters, Hail, glorious day! sweet emblem of that rest, which treat of the Divinity of Christ, When ransom'd sinners are in Jesus blest ; the plurality of the Godhead, and the When freed from sin my spirit wings her Unity of the Godhead. The fifth is

flight, To dwell for ever in the realms of light.

chiefly employed in stating Mr. Les

lie's argument in favour of ChrisJ. C. H.

tianity, and in answering objections

raised by infidels against the authenReview.-A clear, systematic View of ticity of the sacred volume. The the Evidences of Christiarity, &c. &c. whole concludes with a summary of with Introductory Observations on the Mahometanism, as it stands comPopular Causes of Infidelity. By pared or contrasted with the Christian Joseph Macardy. 8vo. pp. 222. Lun- system. don, Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Under each of these heads Mr. & Brown. 1821.

Macardy has arranged a considerable This is an excellent work, which re- mass of evidence, which, to numerous quires only to be known to be duly readers, who have neither money to valued. It is dedicated to the Epis- purchase more voluminous works, nor copal and other Evangelical Clergy of leisure to read them, cannot but prove Great Britain, not in a strain of ful- both interesting and instructive. It some adulation, but in a manner cal- is not, however, our intention to insiculated to call their attention to the nuate, that the evidence adduced by

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1225 Review-Captivity and Escape of Captain Knox.

1226 this author partakes of much origi- , evidence thus deduced from their writnality. To those who have examined ings relates to circumstances, which, the subject with attention, the argu- in the estimation of the authors, had ments will appear quite familiar, nor not the least bearing on prophetic does the writer attempt to present declarations. The accidental associthem in any other light. But it is not ation, therefore, gives an additional in the nature of truth to be impaired weight to the argument, and resolves either by age or repetition. The names the whole into the commanding influof Paley, Butler, Newton, Jenyns, ence of truth. Haller, Simpson, Beattie, Lardner, Of Mr. Leslie's celebrated arguLeslie, Jones, and Bonnet, from whose ment, the author thus gives an epi. works Mr. Macardy has made selec- tome. He lays down four rules as an tions, are rather calculated to excite infallible test of truth. First, that the attention than to repress expectation. fact be such, as that men's outward On the subjects of miracle and pro- senses, their eyes and ears, may judge phecy, the author thus speaks: of it. Secondly, that it be done pub

“If the Author of Nature would have the licly, in the face of the world. Thirdly, declarations of such distinguished individuals that there be memorials of it, or monuaccredited, some extraordinary credentials ments and actions kept up in memory should be given. As the course of nature is of it. Fourthly, that such monuments, generally observed, the power to effect a and such actions or observances, be would be convincing. Or, knowing as we do, instituted and do commence from the that our mental powers cannot penetrate futu- time that the fact took place. rity, the prediction of events, more or less Mr. Leslie does not argue that these remote, providing they are such as the fore

concurrences are absolutely necessary tellers cannot influence, control, or ascertain, would be satisfactory. Such a plan must

to establish truth, but that, where prove unexceptionable; the former bringing these evidences concur, the matter present, the latter, probably, not distant, con- attested cannot be false. These conviction. The wise, benevolent Author of our currences, he contends, meet together existence, well knowing what would be to us in evincing the truths of Christianity, satisfactory and conclusive, accordingly made and therefore he infers, that the Goschoice of these very means of attesting His communications with mankind. The former, pel cannot be either a fabrication or we designate Miracles; the latter, Prophecy." an imposture.

In pursuing the principles here laid down, the author appeals to fact and Review.-An Account of the Captivity incident, and clearly proves that the and Escape of Captain Robert Knox, predictions which were delivered by the who was detained nearly twenty years ancient Sibyls, respecting a king to in the kingdom of Kandy, in the the Romans, which nature was about to interior of Ceylon. Originally pubbring forth," as recorded by the most lished by Captain Knox, in 1681, and respectable historians, received their

re-published by W.M. Harvard, late fulfilment in the person of Jesus Christ, Missionary in Ceylon. 8vo. pp. 167. and that to him alone they were ex- London, Blanshard, 1821. clusively applicable. It is also equally evident, that these coincidences could This little work seems to want nothing not have arisen from any artifice or but novelty to recommend it; and to contrivance of him whom we denomi- such readers as nothing but noveltynate the Saviour of mankind, because will captivate, we have neither time numerous circumstances that were the nor inclination to apologize. distinct subjects of prophecy, related There is something in personal adto his birth, his sufferings, his death, venture, and biographical narrative, and his resurrection, over which it that is always pleasing; and our inwas impossible that he could have terest is excited with a greater or less had any control. These facts decide degree of intenseness in proportion as against his being an impostor.

the incidents which are introduced to The numerous appeals which the our notice, are more or less congenial author has made to the testimonies of with the manners and customs of naheathen writers, are powerful and con- tions with whom we have not been acvincing, and their declarations are to quainted. be the more regarded, because they The vessel in which Captain Knox cannot be suspected of partiality. The sailed for India, left the Downs on the No. 35.- VOL. I[I,

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