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down and so it was. For, breaking up a stone in the corner of the tomb, instead of the three hosts, the blood and the bone, they found, soldered in the cross of the marble lying under the sepulchre, three plain white counters, which they had painted like unto hosts, and a bone that is in the tip of a sheep's tail. This Damplin shewed the next day, being Sunday, unto the people; and after that, they were sent to the king by the lord deputy. But this so angered the friars and their creatures, that it cost Damplin his life, and commissary Butler much trouble, and the loss of his office.

CURIOUS ANECDOTE OF CRANMER'S BIBLE. (Strype's Life of Cranmer, Vol. i. p. 91. AD, 1538.) THIS translation of the Bible being published in 1538, was received with great joy by the people. All classes read it, or had it read to them. One William Maldon, happening to be in the company of John Fox, in the beginning of the reign of Queen Elizabeth, and Fox being very inquisitive after those that suffered for religion in the former reign, asked him, if he knew any that were persecuted for the gospel of Jesus Christ, that he might add it to his book of martyrs; he told him, he knew one that was whipped by his own father, in king Henry's reign for it. And when Fox was very inquisitive who he was, and what was his name, he confessed it was himself: and upon his desire he wrote out all the circumstances; namely, that when the king had allowed the Bible to be set forth to be read in all churches, immediately several poor men in the town of Chelmsford, in Essex, where his father lived, and he was born, bought a New Testament, and on the Sundays sat reading of it in the lower end of the church: many would flock about them to hear their reading; and he among the rest, being then but fifteen years old, came every Sunday to hear the glad and sweet tidings of the gospel.

But his father observing it once, angrily fetched him away, and would have him to say the Latin matin with him, which grieved him much. And as he returned at other times to hear the Scripture read, his father still would fetch him away. This put him upon the thoughts of learning to read English, so that he might read the New Testament himself, which, when he had by diligence effected, he and his father's apprentice bought a New Testament, joining their stocks together; and to conceal it, laid it under the bed-straw, and read it at convenient times.

One night, his father being asleep, he and his mother chanced to discourse concerning the crucifix, and, kneeling down to it, and knocking on the breast, then used, and holding up the hands to it, when it came by in procession: this he told his mother was plain idolatry, and against the commandment of God, where he saith, "Thou shalt not make any graven image, nor bow down to it, nor worship it." His mother, enraged at him for this, said, "Wilt thou not worship the cross, which was about thee when thou wert christened, and must be laid on thee when thou art dead?" In this heat the mother and son departed, and went to their beds. The sum of this evening's conference she presently repeated to her husband, who, having heard with astonishment, and boiling in fury against his son, for denying worship to be due to the cross, arose up forthwith, and going into his son's chamber, like a mad zealot, taking him by the hair of his head with both his hands, pulled him out of the bed, and whipped him unmercifully. And when the young man bore this beating, as he related, with a kind of joy, considering it was for Christ's sake, and shed not a tear; his father seeing that, was more enraged, and ran down and fetched an halter, and put it about his neck, saying he would hang him. At length, with much entreaty and bother, he was left almost dead.-I extract this from the account in Fox's MSS.

MIRACULOUS CRUCIFIX, TEMP. ELIZABETH, A. D. 1559.

(Strype's Life of Archbishop Parker, vol. i. p. 90.) Ar the coming of the earl of Sussex into Ireland, who was lately sent over by the queen as her lieutenant there, the litany was sung in English at Christ's church, in Dublin. This gave great offence to some of the popish zealots, reckoning aright, that the use of the mass was in danger of being laid aside in that cathedral. Something, therefore, was to be done, now or never, to keep up the reputation of the old superstition; and a miracle was to be shewn in the said church the next Sunday, when the lord-lieutenant, the archbishop, and the rest of the privy council were there at service.

There was in that cathedral an image of Christ in marble, standing with a reed in his hand, and the crown of thorns on his head. And while service was saying before this great assembly, blood was seen to run through the crevices of the crown of thorns, trickling down the face of the crucifix: the people did not perceive it at the first;

ALL the avenues leading to the town of Fuentes de Onore were filled with French troops; it was occupied by our 71st and 79th Highlanders, the 83d, the light companies of the first and third division, and some German and Portuguese battalions, supported by the 24th, 45th, 74th, and 88th British regiments, and the 9th and 21st Portuguese. The ninth corps, which formed the centre of the French army, advanced with the characteristic impetuosity of their nation, and, forcing down the barriers, which we had hastily constructed as a temporary defence, came rushing on, and, torrent-like, threatened to overwhelm all that opposed them. Every street, and every angle of a street, were the different theatres of the combatants; inch by inch was gained and lost in turn. Whenever the enemy were forced back, fresh troops, and fresh energy on the part of their officers, impelled them on again, and, towards midday, the town presented a shocking sight: our Highlanders lay dead in heaps, while the other regiments, though less remarkable in dress, were scarcely so in the number of their slain. The French grenadiers, with their immense caps and gaudy plumes, lay in piles of twenty and thirty together-some dead, others wounded, with barely strength sufficient to move; their exhausted state, and the weight of their cumbrous appointments, making it impossible for them to crawl out of the range of the dreadful fire of grape and round shot which the enemy poured into the town: great numbers perished in this way, and many were pressed to death in the streets.

It was now half-past twelve o'clock, and although the French troops which formed this attack had been several times reinforced, ours never had; nevertheless, the town was still in dispute. Massena, aware of its importance, and mortified at the pertinacity with which it was defended, ordered a fresh column of the ninth corps to reinforce those already engaged. Such a series of attacks, constantly supported by fresh troops, required exertions more than human to withstand; every effort was made to sustain the post, but efforts, no matter how great, must have their limits. Our soldiers had been engaged in this unequal

contest for upwards of eight hours, the heat was moreover excessive, and their ammunition was nearly expended. The Highlanders were driven to the churchyard at the top of the village, and were fighting with the French grenadiers across the tombstones and graves; while the 9th French light infantry had penetrated as far as the chapel, distant but a few yards from our line, and were preparing to debouche upon

our centre.

Lord Wellington was on the spot, and surveyed what was passing with that immoveable coolness for which he was remarkable. The troops engaged in the town were nearly worn out in the contest, and were about to retire, when the 88th regiment, commanded by Colonel Alexander Wallace, and directed by General Mackinnon, changed the face of affairs. This battalion, was ordered to advance with fixed bayonets and force back the enemy from the advantageous ground of which they had possessed themselves; it advanced in column of sections, left in front, in double quick time, their fire-locks at the trail. As it passed down the road leading to the chapel, it was warmly cheered by the troops that lay at each side of the wall, but the soldiers made no reply to this greeting

they were placed in a situation of great distinction, and they felt it; they were going to fight, not only under the eye of their own army and general, but also in the view of every soldier in the French army; but, although their feelings were wrought up to the highest pitch of enthusiasm, not one hurrah responded to the shouts that welcomed their advance,-there was no noise or talking in the ranks, the men stepped together at a smart trot, as if on a parade, headed by their brave colonel. It so happened, that the command of the company which led this attack devolved upon me.

When we came within sight of the French 9th regiment, which were drawn up at the corner of the chapel, waiting for us, I turned round to look at the men of my company; they gave me a cheer that a lapse of eighteen years has not made me forget, and I thought that that moment was the proudest of my life. The soldiers did not look as men usually do going into close fight-pale; the trot down the road had brightened their complexions, and they were the picture of every thing that a chosen body of troops ought to be. The enemy were not idle spectators of this movement; they witnessed its commencement, and the regularity with which the advance was conducted, made them fearful of the result. A battery of eight-pounders advanced at a

gallop to an olive-grove on the opposite bank of the river, hoping, by the effects of its fire, to annihilate the 88th regiment, or, at all events, embarrass its movements as much as possible; but this battalion continued to press on, joined by its exhausted comrades, and the battery did little execution.

On reaching the head of the village, this battalion was vigorously opposed by the 9th regiment, supported by some hundred of the Imperial Guard, but it soon closed in with them, and, aided by the brave fellows that had so gallantly fought in the town all the morning, drove the enemy through the different streets at the point of the bayonet, and at length forced them into the river that separated the two armies. Several of our men fell on the French side of the water. About one hundred and fifty of the grenadiers of the Veteran Guard, in their flight, ran down a street that had been barricaded by us the day before, and which was one of the few that escaped the fury of the morning's assault; but their disappointment was great, upon arriving at the bottom, to find themselves shut in ;-mistakes of this kind will sometimes occur, and when they do, the result is easily imagined, -troops advancing to assault a town, uncertain of success, or flushed with victory, have no great time to deliberate as to what they will do; the thing is generally done in half the time the deliberation would occupy. In the present instance, every man was put to death.― Reminiscences of a Subaltern.

MASSACRE OF THE MAMELUKES, RELATED BY AN EYE-WITNESS.

IN Vol. XI. of the Imperial Magazine, col. 246, we gave an account of this horrid tragedy from Carne's Letters from the East. But the following being more circumstantial, and related by an eye-witness, we make no apology for inserting it.

The chief of the Mamelukes, with their adherents, being assembled, by invitation from the Pasha of Egypt, within the citadel of Cairo, after a time, according to Eastern custom, coffee was brought, and, last of all, the pipes; but at the moment when these were presented, as if from etiquette, or to leave his guests more at their ease, Mahomet Ali rose and withdrew, and, sending privately for the captain of his guard, gave orders that the gates of the citadel should be closed; adding, that as soon as Saim Bey and his two associates should come out for the purpose of mounting, they should be fired upon till they dropped, and that at the same signal the

troops, posted throughout the fortress, should take aim at every Mameluke within their reach; while a corresponding order was sent down at the same time to those in the town, and to such even as were encamped without, round the foot of the fortress, to pursue the work of extermination on all stragglers that they should find, so that not one of the proscribed body might

escape.

Saim Bey, and his two brothers in command, finding that the Pasha did not return to them, and being informed by the attendants that he was gone into his harem, (an answer that precluded all further inquiry,) judged it to be time to take their departure. But no sooner did they make their appearance without, and were mounting their horses, than they were suddenly fired upon from every quarter, and all became at once a scene of confusion, and dismay, and horror, similar volleys being directed at all the rest who were collected round and preparing to return with them, so that the victims dropped by hundreds. Saim himself had time to gain his saddle, and even to penetrate to one of the gates of the citadel; but all to no purpose, for he found it closed like the rest, and fell there, pierced with innumerable bullets. Another chief, Amim Bey, who was the brother of Elfi, urged the noble animal which he rode to an act of greater desperation, for he spurred him till he made him clamber upon the ramparts, and, preferring rather to be dashed to pieces than to be slaughtered in cold blood, drove him to leap down the precipice, a height that has been estimated at from thirty to forty feet, or even more; yet fortune so favoured him, that though the horse was killed in the fall, the rider escaped. An Albanian camp was below, and an officer's tent very near the spot on which he alighted: instead of shunning it, he went in, and throwing himself on the rights of hospitality, implored that no advantage might be taken of him; which was not only granted, but the officer offered him protection, even at his own peril, and kept him concealed so long as the popular fury and the excesses of the soldiery continued.

Of the rest of that devoted number, thus shut up and surrounded, not one went out alive; and even of those who had quietly remained in the town, but very few found means to elude the active and greedy search that was made after them, a high price being set upon every Mameluke's head that should be brought. was filled with wailings and lamentations; and, in truth, the confusion and horrors of

All Cairo

that day are indescribable, for not the Mamelukes alone, but others also, in many instances, wholly unconnected with them, either from mistake, or from malice, or for plunder, were indiscriminately seized on, and put to death; so that, great as the number was that perished of that ill-fated body, it yet did not comprehend the whole of the victims.

For myself, I have reason to be thankful, that, though I was one of the soldiers stationed in the citadel that morning, I shed none of the blood of those unhappy men, having had the good fortune to be posted at an avenue where none of them attempted to pass, or came near me, so that my pistols and muskets were never fired. The strange fact of the leap and escape of Amim Bey, and of his asylum in the officer's tent, reached at last the Pasha's ears, who sent instantly to demand him; and when the generous Albanian found that it would be impossible any longer to shelter or screen his fugitive, he gave him a horse, and recommended him to fly with all speed into Asia; where I afterwards saw him living in the palace of Suleyman Pasha, at Acre, at the time of my first visit there with Mr. Bankes.-Adventures of Giovanni Finati.

MAHRATTA WARFARE.

SINGURH is situated on the eastern side of the great Syhadree range, not far from the point at which the Poornudhur hills branch off into the Deccan; with these hills it communicates only on the east and west by ridges of a prodigious height, and extremely narrow; on the south and north it presents the appearance of a huge rugged mountain, with an ascent of half a mile, in many parts perpendicular. After arriving at this ledge, there is an immense craggy precipice of black rock, upwards of forty feet high, which is again surmounted by a massy stone wall, flanked and defended by towers. The fort itself is of a triangular shape, its interior measuring upwards of two miles in circumference; and, as its exterior presents on all sides the stupendous barrier just described, ingress, except through the gates, seems absolutely impracticable. From the summit, when the atmosphere is clear, is seen to the east the narrow and beautiful valley of the Neera; to the north a great plain, with Poona in the foreground; whilst to the south and west appear boundless masses of rolling mountains, lost in the blue clouds, or mingled by distance with the sky. In that quarter lies Raigurh, from which place the

thousand Mawulees, selected by Tannajee Maloosray, the bravest of Sivajee's generals, set out in small parties by paths known only to themselves, and on the ninth night of the dark half of the moon in the month of Mhag (February),' the whole were united under the fortress.

Tannajee immediately divided his men into two bands, one of which he directed to remain till called upon, at a little distance, while the others lodged themselves, undiscovered, at the foot of the rocks. One man now advanced towards the point particularly difficult of access; and, finding it unguarded, he mounted the precipice, and made fast a ladder of ropes. His comrades followed singly, and in profound silence; but scarce three hundred had entered, when an alarm spread, and the attention of the garrison was drawn towards the quarter threatened. A sentinel challenged, and was answered by an arrow that stretched him lifeless; but as a noise was still heard of voices and people running to arms, Tannajee gave the word to push forward. The bowmen accordingly plied their arrows at random, though, as far as might be, in the direction of the sound; till a blaze of blue lights and torches, kindled by the garrison, shewed the Rajpoots armed or arming, and exhibited their assailants. A close and desperate conflict then ensued, in which the Mawulees, though fearfully outnumbered, gained ground, when the brave Tannajee, as he cheered them on, was shot dead. The soldiers now lost all confidence; they turned round, and fled towards the spot where they had escaladed, when the reserve, headed by their late commander's brother, arrived. He rallied the fugitives, exclaiming aloud, "Who among you will leave his father's remains to be tossed into a pit by the Mahrs?" He assured them that the ropes were cut away, and that nothing remained except to prove themselves worthy of being called Sivajee's Mawulees. His manner and speeches were not thrown away. The fugitives rallied, and, with loud shouts, renewed the charge. Finally, after a sanguinary action, in which five hundred of the garrison fell, and which cost Sivajee full three hundred of his choicest soldiers, this important fortress was carried. But the conquest, desirable as it was, produced no feeling of exultation in Sivajee's bosom. When told that his friends had fallen, he turned mournfully away from such as offered their congratulations on his victory. "The den* is taken," said he, "but the lion is slain; we have gained a fort, but, alas! I have

The word Singurh means a Lion's dena