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ludicrous, indications of a miser’s des - she does slightly, but she will get pair, he is surpassingly excellent. rid of that fault, and she can afford to There is Jones too with
his foot mer- do without it. Miss Stephens has the curial ; and Emery with a face like a most melodious voice on the English shining copper kettle boiling over with stage, and this young girl seems to indignation at his master's follies. come nearest to her. She is quite as
TAE LYCEUM. This little theatre animated as Miss S., and has not quite is always lively and pleasant. One is so much simplicity-we believe that not crowded so much as at Covent is the word—and then, we do not wish Garden, and there are always three or to conceal this, she appears to us to be four good comic performers, and half handsomer. Do not fancy, however, a dozen clever little actresses, who do that we have been beguiled by her face their best to entertain us, and succeed. into an eulogium, but go and see her; There is Dowton so excellent in his and admire as thou valuest us. infirmity of impatience. There is Har And now, what further can we say? ley with his merriment insisting upon there is really such a dearth of suba sympathetic grin. There is Wrench, jects the most easy of actors, on good terms “ How now, how now, what say the citi. with himself and every body else.
zens?" There is Wilkinson, the most forlorn Ha! we had forgot. We thank the of comedians, letting his tragical mirth Duke of Gloster for his hint. Yes escape at every pore, like the water there is a schism in the city. Turtle from the tub of the Danaides. There is no longer exclusively worshipped. is Chatterley, who appears always to That English Osiris has been shaken have just risen from dinner, round, from his pedestal. The citizens have little, and half animated by some in- found other fish to fry, and have actoxicating spirit, like the dumpling quired an appetite for higher things.with quicksilver in it which the conju. Pudding gives place at last to fame.ror displays. And T. P. Cooke, a good. The sheriffs have become ambitious. looking man of five feet eleven inches, They sigh for pre-eminence in office, or thereabouts. And now we come to and the chain of office (we do not like the ladies. They are all young, and the badge) becomes an object of disit is quite pleasant to look at them. pute. Guildhall trembles with the Miss Kelly is first and foremost here . sound. They debate with an anger as in other places. She is beyond com- and a vehemence which the Mayor petition the cleverest and most versa- himself cannot silence or appease. tile actress on the stage-we have felt And is it come to this ? Gods ! shall all more deeply her sobs than even the this be borne? shall not dinners be eaten imposing tragedy of Miss O'Neill; but in quiet, and has port lost its power to in comedy who is like her? She laughs, sooth? The sheriffs may like talking, and weeps, and dances, and jokes, and and be content with livery applause, sings, till many persons not being able but to fix their admiration upon one pro “ Non omnes arbusta juvant humilesque minent excellence, are content to split myricæ.” their praise, and so defraud her of her We beg to mention things of more due in each. Miss Stevenson is the consequence. Majora Canamus, as the most earnest of young women, and like poet says. Discussion is all very well a rogue in grain. And Mrs Chatterly in its way, and for a short period; but is a very pleasing actress, and has an is a noisy stomach to be hushed with eastern languish in her eye altogether words? We say these things openly, becoming
and let the sheriffs take it as they list. And now, kind reader, hast thou We do not bite our thumbs at them, ever seen Miss Carew ? if not, go ; and but we bite our thumbs : and will, if if thou be not vanquished by her sweet it so please us, be even melancholy, and and melting voice, then art thou made murmur in secret
. If the sheriffs will of stone. Many a time have we, in the be ambitious and virtuous, let them idle month of September, gone to the in God's name begin ; but shall we, Lyceum, and planting ourselves on the therefore, have no “ cakes and ale ?" first row of the pit, or in the stage box, Let any man who has taken his beef sat looking through our eye-glass till (two pounds) and his bottle regularly we forgot every thing but her. The cri- for the last twenty years, think well of tics say that she imitates Miss Stephens our protest; and if he disagree with VOL. VI.
us, we would ask him what he has indeed, worn with travel, and lean gained by feeding thus devoutly so with excessive exercise; he was partly long. We say to the city “ Look to hidden by a beard of three days, but it !”
we noted his small gray eye peeping These reflections came upon us in over these bristly palisadoes, reconconsequence of the complaint of a citi- noitering and evincing a quickness and zen, whose dinner was spoiled, because, anxiety about his baggage that none forsooth, he thought it right to hear but a Londoner who has travelled disthe termination of the city debate. He plays. We saw him at the coach on stayed, though he felt that the mutton the 4th of October. “ What name?” was that instant burning, and the pud- said the coachman in a fearful voice. ding below was even as a cinder. "We He answered, “Tims—Mister Tims”are not allowed to mention the name a big portianter, and a ’at box—and a of this patriotic individual ; but did gun, coachy, in a vood case.". Gentle any of the Romans ever do as much sounds! but we knew him before.in their Apician time?—This story We could not have been mistaken.nearly overcame us when we heard it, Like Charles de Mcor, he might have as we were walking in the Green Park said, “ Dost thou know this Tims !" before breakfast. We were walking and he would have stood revealed at swiftly, and our appetite (never dull) once. I forgot for a few moments even went on increasing in proportion to our my breakfast. This could not last long. speed. We cannot but say that we I heard divers internal sounds, unquiet, sympathized heartily with Mr and fierce, as the barking dogs of We were moved even to commiseration. Scylla, that required immediate and Nothing could have allayed our appe- serious attention. We went home, tite or our feelings but the sight of a Tims and ourself, and of the quartern friend. It was a friend, though we our- loaf and twelve eggs which greeted our selvesknew him but by our brethren’sre- eyes, in the space of thirty minutes noport. It was Tims. Yes, it was Tims thing but the shells remained.
A DAY IN GLEN-AVEN.*
John Wilson We have sometimes turned over our voa punch, some sipping tea,” and prepare lumes on superstitions, fairies, witches, ing to “ bundle in” into one of the seers, and so forth, in our own snug three-bedded rooms in a tenement of library in Edinburgh, when, perhaps, fourteen stories. What could a ghost the sound of chariot-wheels carrying do with itself in Edinburgh ? Would belles and beaux to route, ball or sup- it sleep in a hotel, or go into furnished per, rattled along the street, or the lodgings ? Or would it cool its heels hoarse voice of some watchman pro- in a common stair? All metropolitan claimed the absence of all danger, na- ghosts have behaved most unspiritualtural or præternatural. At such times ly-witness she of Cocklane. They and in such situations, what cares one have contented themselves with a little for fairies or seers of the wild moun- scratching of boards—occasional mistains ? An absolute ghost itself would laying of tooth-brushes—the oversetfail to produce any effect upon us, and ting of a stray utensil—or the maliciwe feel that we could ask it, without ous substitution of a pair of small clothes flurry, to take a chair and a look at in the room of a petticoat. Farther the Friday's Advertiser. We are all than pranks like these the tame vilvery philosophical and incredulous a- latic ghost seldom proceeds—and as bout the solitary phantoms of antres such accidents may, without much vast and deserts idle, when we feel difficulty, be attributed to human ourselves one of a hundred and fifty agency, the blame is more frequently thousand snug citizens, some sipping laid on the chambermaid than the spi
* This article ought to have been in our last Number. We have now all returned to our studies; and purpose being very staid and orderly for some months to come.
rit, and by the inhabitants of great hills-and whose 'uncultivated and towns, a ghost is generally thought dreary mind is charged with all their
We open the But walk by yourself into the High- Queen's Wake and read the following lands of Scotland-traverse wide black very poetical note : moors through the driving mistscome suddenly on lonesome and roar
Glen-Avin.-P. 104. ing waterfalls-sit by the dashing “ There are many scenes among the waves of dreary lochs-lose yourself Grampian deserts which amaze the traveller for a whole wild and stormy day in a who ventures to explore them; and in the savage glen, or a dark pine-forest- most pathless wastes the most striking landscale mountains in company with the scapes are often concealed. Glen-Avin exsunbeams, the shadows, the clouds, ceeds them all in what may be termed stern and the red-deer-sleep all night by and solemn grandeur. It is indeed a subyourself in some deserted shieling—or
lime solitude, in which the principle feature in the hut of a solitary herdsman-be- with lines of wild beauty, such as an exten
is deformity; yet that deformity is mixed a man of the mountains-let sive lake, with its islets and bays, the stragyour eyes be fed on their colours, and gling trees, and the spots of shaded green ; your ears filled with their music, till and, altogether, it is such a scene as man heart, soul, imagination, life, are all has rarely looked upon. I spent a summer melted into and interfused with the day in visiting it. The hills were clear of awful shapes, hues, and sounds of the mist, yet the heavens were extremely dark earth you tread, and of the heavens that the effect upon the scene exceeded all overshadow you ; and you will then
description. My mind, during the whole know the force and the meaning of the day, experienced the same sort of sensation
as if I had been in a dream; and on reword Superstition, and start, in those turning from the excursion, I did not wonsublime solitudes, to think how darkly der at the superstition of the neighbouring and how obscurely meet the bounda- inhabitants, who believe it to be the sumries of truth and illusion, and how mer haunt of innumerable tribes of fairies, mingled is the long tumultuous array and many other spirits, some of whom seem of real forms and imaginary phantoms! to be the most fantastic, and to behave in We are now sitting by the side of the most eccentric manner, of any I ever
upLoch-Aven, a scene of utter solitude. before heard of. Though the glen is
wards of twenty miles in length, and of The stream that issues from it flows
prodigious extent, it contains no human eight or ten miles through a narrow habitation. It lies in the west corner of winding glen before it reaches a hu- Banffshire, in the very middle of the Gram. man dwelling, and that is a single one pian hills.” in the desert. For several miles farther down, Glen-Aven is still solitary, “ Oft had that seer, at break of morn, and even then admits, as with reluc- Beheld the fahm glide o'er the fell. tance, the small tree-sheltered cottage
P. 106. and its patch of green pasture or little
“ Fahm is a little ugly monster, who frecorn field. But all around us, where quents the summits of the mountains awe now sit, stretch the mountainous round Glen-Avin, and no other place in the moors of Lord Fife-Sir James Grant world that I know of. My guide, D. -and the Duke of Gordon-and the M‘Queen, declared that he had himself seen only mark of feet is a black narrow
him; and, by his description, Fahm appears path winding through the heather,
to be no native of this world, but an occaby which the cattle from Strathspey dangerous. He is only seen aþout the break
sional visitant, whose intentions are evil and are sometimes brought across the hills to join the great road that leads them mountain. His head is twice as large as
of day, and on the highest' verge of the to the Lowlands. We have left our his whole body beside ; and if any living Tent on the distant banks of the Dee
creature cross the track over which he has and have our little library in our passed before the sun shine upon it, certain knapsack. The Secret Commonwealth, death is the consequence. The head of that by Mr Robert Kirk of Aberfoile, 1691 person or animal instantly begins to swell,
- Martin's Account of the Isles-Mrs grows to an immense size, and finally bursts. Grant on the Superstitions of the Such a disease is really incident to sheep on Highlands--and the Queen's Wake. kingdom, where the grounds are elevated to
those heights, and in several parts of the A young Highlander is sitting by our
a great height above the sea ; but in no side, who has never been out of the place save Glen-Avin is Fahm blamed for hearing of the storms of his native it."
Nothing can be better than this, our live. Hence in the Highlands they dear James, but what were you dream- all wear plaids and variegated garing of when you spoke of a long loch ments, and are heard to speak choice in this glen ? Loch-Aven is now Gaelic. They do not, however, speak before our eyes, a small loch of about much, “ and it is by way of whista two and a half miles in circum- ling, clear not rough.”
The fairyference; and the long dreary glen at women'are said to spin very finewhose head it lies, with now and then to dry, to tossue, and embroyder”a lovely spot of green turf at the con- their webs, however, being in all profluence of some little torrent with the bability “ curious cobwebs, impalpaAven, is much more impressive to the ble rainbows of a phantastic imitation imagination than any lake.
of the actions of more terrestrical morLet us see what Mr Kirk says of the tals.” They have "aristocratical laws," Highland fairies. He observes, that the but no observable religion, and disfairies, or good people, are of a middle appear at the holy name. Yet notnature between man and angel," some- withstanding this imputation against whatof the nature of a condensed cloud, them of want of religion, Mr Kirk and best seen in twilight.” Some of mentions, “ that a very young maid, them are fed by sucking " into some who lived near to my last residence, fine spiritous liquors, that pierce like in one night learned a large piece of pure oil or air, while others prey on poetry, by the frequent repetition of grain like crows or mice.” In one part of it from one of our nimble and coure the tract, he hints, that they eat only teous spirits, whereof a part was pious, the aerial and ethereal parts;" and in the rest superstitious (for I have no another, the most spiritous matter copy of it), and no person was ever for prolonging life "such as aquavitæ heard to repeat it before, nor was the is among liquids." They are sometimes maid capable to repeat it herself.” heard to bake bread, strike hammers, They have also many disastrous doings and do “such like services within the of their own-as convocations, fightlittle hillocks they haunt.” Their or- ing, gashes, wounds, and burials, both dinary dwellings are any cranie or cleft in the earth and air. With respect to of the earth where the air enters; their procreation, Mr Kirk says, “ for there is no such thing as a pure the air being a body as well as earth, wilderness in the universe.” It is no reason can be given why there may now the lot of humanity to “ labour not be particles of more vivific' spirit for these abstruse people;" but before formed of it for procreation ; and if the earth was so overrun by us, they our aping darlings did not thus prohad their own tillage, and the “prent create, their whole number would be of their furrows are yet to be seen on exhausted after a considerable space the shoulders of very high hills.” of time.” Though, upon the whole, They remove to other lodgings at the they prefer doing harm to doing good, beginning of each quarter of the year, yet they do not all the harm in their “ so travelling till doomsday;" and at power; and though never perceived such times, when their camelion-like to be in very great pain, yet are usually bodies swim in the air, “ with bag and rather sullen and silent. They are baggage, seers, and men of second said to have “ many pleasant toyish sight, have many terrifying encounters books; but the operation of these pieces with them even on highways.” On only appears in some paroxysms of anthis account, our author states, that tic corybantic jollity, as if ravished the Scottish-Irish keep church duly and prompted by a new spirit enterevery first Sunday of the quarter to ing into them, at that instant, slighter hallow themselves, though, he adds, and merrier than their own. Of the they may not perhaps be seen there Bible they know nothing,
save colagain till the next quarter. Their lected parcels for charms and counterhouses, though invisible to vulgar eyes, charms.". They are observed to dwinare large and fair, “like Rachland and dle and decay at a certain period, all other enchanted islands, having fir- about one age. Their weapons are lights, continual lamps, and fires with never of iron, but of a yellow soft out fuel to sustain them.” It is re- Aint,“ shaped like a barbed arrowmarkable of all fairies, that their appa- head;” and as to their skill in archery, rel and speech is like that of the peo- Mr Kirk says, " that they are not inple and country under which they fallible Benjaminites, hitting at a hair's
breadth, nor are they wholly unvan- sionally enlivened by brighter and quishable. Those persons who are un- gentler fancies, as the minds of seers sanctified, and hence pierced or wound- or bards, (at once priests and oracles ed by such weapons, which makes of superstition) were withdrawn from them do somewhat very unlike their the gloomy and grim aspect of the former practice, causing a sudden al- mountains, to those verdant mounds teration, yet the cause of it impercep- and fragrant birch-woods, so beautiful tible, are called Fey.” With respect amidst the desolation, and which, in to their moral character in general, Mr happier and more pleasant dreams, Kirk justly observes, that whatever were imagined to be the dwellings of may be thought of it in fairy-land, the Fairy People. Such dwellings are child-stealing is an indictable offence : beautifully described by Mrs Grant, in their trysting, in the shape of suc- her account of the popular superstition culæ, with young men is also highly of the Highlands. irregular; but, on the whole, they are
“ In the narrow part of the valley through not so much given “ to swearing or
which the Spey makes its way from the paintemperance as to envy, spite, hypo- rish of Laggan downwards to that of Kincrisy, lying, and dissimulation”-a gussie, there is some scenery of a very sinpretty account of the fairies, or good gular character. To the south, the Spey is people.
seen making some fine bends round the On the whole, the fairy superstition, foot of wooded hills. It is bordered by a as described by Mr Kirk, is not a very
narrow stripe of meadow, of the richest verpleasant one. The fairies of the Low. dure, and fringed with an edging of beautilands of Scotland are a more beautiful ful shrubbery. On the north side rises, with and harmless race, and seem to afford Rock, the symbol and boundary of the clan
precipitous boldness, Craigow, or the Black a better field of poetry. But we sus- who inhabit the valley. It is very black pect, that if " Fairy-Land” be at- indeed, yet glitters in the sun, from the tempted by any poet, (and we per- many little streams which descend from its ceive a poem with that name steep, indeed perpendicular surface. nounced by Mr Wilson, author of
« In the face of this lofty rock are many the Isle of Palms), he must make it a
apertures, occasioned by the rolling down of world of his own imagination ; for there portions of the stone, from which echoing
noises are often heard. is so much inconsistency and contra
" This scene of terror overlooks the soft diction, and even so much of what is features of a landscape below, that is suffiunhappy or debasing in the Fairy-' cient, with this association, to remind us of creed of all nations, that unless a poet what has been said of • Beauty sleeping in takes to himself a right to deal with the lap of horror.' its inhabitants as he chooses, it seems “ An eminence, as you approach towards impossible that his poem should be a
the entrance to the strait, appears covered pleasing one, The Highlanders are
with regularly-formed hillocks, of a conical certainly a melancholy people; and form, and of different sizes, clothed with a hence, have attributed to their fairies, and fanciful, sighing and trembling to every
kind of dwarf birch, extremely light-looking a dim and indistinct character of fear gale, and breathing odours after a calm and sorrow. The Seers, too, or second- evening shower, or rich dewy morning. sight men, who are, by their very gift, “ In the depth of the valley, there is a always melancholy, having seen fairies lochan (the diminutive of loch), of supermore frequently than other persons, lative beauty. It is a round, clear, and have given a dreary picture of them shallow bason, richly fringed with water and their pursuits.' Without, there- lilies, and presenting the clearest mirror to fore, endeavouring to seek for the ori- the rugged face of the lofty and solemn
the steep wooded banks on the south, and gin of the Celtic Fairies, and to shew, rock which frowns darkly to the north, that from the history of the times in “ On the summit, scarce approachable which the superstition arose, they must by human foot, is the only nest of the gossnecessarily have assumed something of hawk now known to remain in Scotland ; a mournful and unfriendly nature—it and in the memory of the author, the nearis plain, that from the very tempera
est farm to this awful precipice was held by ment of the Highlanders, their imagin- the tenure of taking down, every year, one ary creatures would, generation after
of the young of this rare bird, for the lord
of the soil. generation, be touched with darker
“ The screaming of the birds of prey on and still darker hues; till at last the the summit, the roaring of petty water-falls superstition would, on the whole, be down its sides, and the frequent falls of one of fear and danger, and but occa- shivered stone from the surface, made a