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At the usual hour, the bell for prayer was rung. I was next the old man, he kneeled—“Father, thy will be done,” he exclaimed, and paused. Nature would endure no more, his heart was broken, he sunk upon

his chair and expired.

Ten years afterwards, I visited the spot. I wandered to the bottom of the water fall, for the season was remarkably dry, and the river, even in the remembrance of the oldest inhabitant, had never been so low. I looked up the chasm and thought on one who, to me, had often described, in the poetry of eloquence, its beanty and its grandeur ; but my eye was too closely connected with my heart, it filled with tears, and I retired. near the bottom of the pool attracted my attention, and, although it lay several feet below the surface of the water, I felt an irresistible inclination to possess it. I succeeded, at length, in drawing it towards me. It was the diamond ring, with Mary Seymour's name and my own engraved within its circle, and it is now the only material relic I possess of my happless love ! but, often, in my dreams, I wander with her by my side, and memory, cruel memory! still reminds me of the beauty she possessed, animated by the most etherial and heavenly mind.

Persfield is situated upon the banks of the river Wye, which divides Gloucestershire from Monmouthshire, and which was formerly the boundary betwixt England and Wales. The general tendency of the river is from north to south, but, about Persfield, it describes, by its course, the letter S, somewhat compressed, so as to reduce its length and increase its width. The grounds of Persfield are lifted high above the bed of the river, shelving, and form the brink of a lofty and steep precipice towards the south-west. To the north stands an immense rock, called Windcliff, the top of which is elevated above the grounds. Proceeding a little further, a view is caught which a painter might call a complete landscape. The grotto, situated at the head of Perse wood, commands a near view of the opposite rocks, inagnificent beyond description !

What I supposed to be a fragment of crystal Lincolnshire, and

part of six other counties, are the pais bas,

the low country of Britain, the former bounded on the western part, by a range of elevated land, which, in this bumble county, overlooks, as Alps would the ocean, the remaining part. This very extensive tract, from the Scap, to the northern headland, opposite to Hull, presents to the sea, a bow-like, and almost unin. dented front, so low as to be visible from sea, only at a small distance; and churches, instead of hills, are the only land marks to



We should not experience much pleasure from our own humble abilities and acquirements, if we were always comparing them with the great examples that have been exbibited to the world by others. Fortunately, our vanity keeps those for the most part out of sight, and we perceive nothing but our dear individual merits, which are generally sufficient, in our own estimation, to keep us in good spirits. The youth who pleases his fair acquaintance with a tune on bis flute or violin, is as much gratified by their approbation as Handel or Mozart were by the raptures of a crowded theatre; the writer who finds his little literary productions favourably received, in a newspaper or magazine, does not envy the fame of Homer or Shakespeare ; and the speaker, whose oration has been applauded at a country meeting, goes home as much delighted as even Demosthenes or Cicero did from the forum of Athens or Rome.

We often blame ourselves for not having conducted our affairs, on many past occasions, in a different way, from that in which we did, perceiving, at last, that we might have done much better ; but we forget the notions, and circumstances that determine us, and also, that we have acquired information and experience that we did not possess at the time that the cases occurred. If we acted then as we had reason to tbink was for the best, we must be satisfied with the result. It is useless to vex ourselves with unavail. ing regrets, and to brood over past misfortunes.

The best way is to forget them as far as possible, and benefit by the lessons they have taught us for the future.

Mr. Sylvanus Byvan, a quaker, mentioned to Green, author of a poem or two in the last century that, while he was bathing in the river, a waterman saluted him with the usual insult, “a quaker, a quaker, quirl !” He, at the same time, expressed his wonder how his profession could be knowo whilst he was without his clothes. Green immediately replied, that the waterman might discover him by his swimming against the stream.


We are indebted to a fair correspondent for a copy of the following letter of Lord Lovat. We are also

promised an original letter of Robert Burns, from the same contributor :

MY DEAR UNKIND LAIRD OF Foulis,—I hope this will find you and my Dear Miss in perfect health, and my good Friend, Mrs. -;

and I sincerely assure you and them of my most affectionate Respects and Best wishes, in which my Son and Daughter, Cluny's wife, join me. I thank God, my Daughter and I are in perfect health, But my son has been ill of fever, these twelve days by-past. Doctor Frazer of Achnagairn waited of bim, and laid Blood of, and gave him phissick twice, and now, I thank God, he is past bazard, and Recovering but Sloly.

I hope the Earl and Countess of Cromarty will Do me the honour to come and Se me here, next week, ffor this week, my house will be full; ffor the Laird of McLeod, the Laird of McIntosh and his Lady, and Sister, and severell other Gentle men are to be hear, to-morrow, and will stay, at least, this week.

Now, my dear Hery, I do assure you I will not forgive you all the — * Breaches of promise you made me,- -* to se me here. If youll not Do me the honour to come with the Earl and Countess, and assist me to do the honours of this little house ; for, I think, there is no Laird in Scotland, so much concerned in the ffamily of Lovat, as the Laird of ffoulis. I beg to know if you have any*- by this post, or Last of my dear Sir Robert. He is the man of the whole* nay, I am most anxious about. I pray God preserve him, and find him safe home, for the good of his ffamily and friends. I think we are in a most horrible Dangerous situation. I pray, God preserve our Country and friends. I long much to see you, and I am as much as any man alive, with unalterable zeal and Respects, My Dear Laird of Foulis, your most obedient, ffaithfull, humble Servant, and most afect. Cousine, BEAUFORT, }

LOVAT. 4 Oct. 1743.

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My Sister's tones—how sweetly they

Are mingled in my midnight dreams;
Like silvery sounds, from golden harps,

Attun'd to love's delicious themes. Oh ! I have felt a lover's love,

With all its dear and painful thrilling; And I have heard a lov'd one's voice,

When flowery streets the air were filling, Breathing the vow with downcast eye, Of never-changing constancy. A mother's voice, I've heard arise, In grief-fraught tones—in boding sighs, While throbbing beat each pulse and vein, As if they ne'er would beat again. A father's prayers—they too have shed Their sacred influence-round my bed ; While deep and holy rose the lays, Of heartfelt gratitude and praise. But when sleep, o'er my weary eyes, Would hover near in all its bliss. With stealthy step my sister came, Imprinted on my brow her kiss ; Sat by my couch, the while I slumber'd; Nor weary hours of watching numbered : Breathed her pure love—when none were near, And dropp'd upon my cheek ber tear. And wben I woke, ber voice and eye, Were sweet as bow'rs of ArabyA Mother's sigh-a lov'd one's kiss A Father's prayer-seemed nought to this.


These looks, these tears, these anxious fears,

In rain your love express ; Already I have lov'd too much,

Would I could love thee less.


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many ladies with their cigars in their mouths smoking, this I can hardly call an improvement to the theatre.

My voyage, although long, was anything but tedious, every thing that could be done, was done for our comfort. visions till the last day—good Po Madeira and Claret, and occasionally Champaigne, cheered our spirits, which, I must do them the justice to say, never deserted me. Lieutenant Passing. ham was as good a sailor, and as complete a gentleman, as ever stepped his Majesty's quarter deck. I spent two very happy days in Jamaica. We arrived on the race week at Kingston, and therefore had a good view of the natives. The scenery in the neighbourhood of Kingston is splendid. I went to one estate • the Constant Spring,' and, it being crop time, I saw the whole process of making sugar and rum. I would be well content to live in Jamaica. In the Gulph we had some tremendous gales, and shocking dirty weather-at times scuddiog before it with bare poles, at others lying to with close-reefed topsails oply. The packet, however, was beautifully navigated, and we always made land within a mile of our reckoning."



1st December, 1667.— The Session [Port] has ordained that Andrew Eglich, Andrew Donaldson, go forth and watch the ale houses, that no persons drink in tym of divyn service, and the Mi. nister to nominat the samen to them out of the pulpit; and whosoever shall be found guiltie, after intimation made, shall be punished accordingly, and two of Elders to go Sunday about.

The 16th of Febrie, 1668.— After calling on the name of the Lord, the Session has enacted and ordained, that their shall be po drinking after sermon; and those that sell the ale shall sell non after sermun, except of necessitie, and men be thirstie, that they drink only a chopin of Ell, or the man serve persons or strangers that comes out of ither parts.

The 23d off Febrie, 1688. ---After calling on the name of the Lord, the Session has ordained, that two of the Elders goo furth everie Sunday about, that they let non of the people goo away without a lawful

The Session, to their serious consideration, considered the horrible sins and great abuses that ordinarilie occurs in all places, especially the sin of drunkenness and carrousing on the Lord's day; therefor, the Session has acted and ordained, that no bear nor ell seller, within the paroch, shall sell ell after sermon, except in case of necessitie, folk be thirstie ore fant, they drink a chopin of ell, or those that are sick, or those that are strangers.

In the 12th off April, 1668.— The Session, considering the necessity of refforining their own lives and manners, befor they endeavore any such thing amongst others, have ordained, that none of their number shall, after both sermons endit, goe into any ell house, except in case of real necessitie, or for searching, under the pain of twentie shilling Scots, ffor the first tym, this is to be doubled toties quoties.

On the 3d of May, 1688.— The said day the Minister did publicklie desire and requested the elders, according to the order of the Session to insist, that no brewer within the paroch should sell no aille to no person except alls much as wold quench the thirst of strangers, or to sick persons, and no to sell no aill to no other person within the paroch, and that under the pain of ten pounds Scots, to be payit be the aill seller, and the person who drink it to be punished as the Session shall think fit.


Shoes.- In the reign of Henry IV. the fashionables long-pointed shoes to such an immoderate length, that they could not walk till they were fastened to their knees with chains. Lus. ury improving on this ridiculous mode, these chains, the English beau of the fourteenth century bad made of gold and silver ; but the grotesque fashion did not finish here ; for the tops of their shoes were carved in the manner of a church window.

GROANING AND Crying.– A French surgeon lately published a long dissertation on the beneficial influence of groaning and cry. ing on the nervous system. He contends that groaning and cry. ing are the two grand operations by which nature allays anguish; and that he has uniformly observed that those patients who give way to their natural feelings, more speedily recover from accidents and operations, than those who suppose that it is unworthy a man to betray such symptoms of cowardice as either to groan or to cry. He is always pleased by the crying and violent roaring of a patient during the time he is undergoing a severe surgical operation, because he is satisfied that he will thereby so soothe his nervous system, as to prevent fever, and ensure a favourable termination. From the benefit hysterical and other nervous patients derive from crying or groaning, he supposes that “ by these processes of nature, the super-abundant nervous power is exhausted, and that the nervous system is in consequence rendered calm, and even the circulation of the blood greatly diminished.” He relates a case of a man, who, by means of crying and bawling, reduced his pulse from 120 to 60 in the course of two hours. That some patients often have a great satisfaction in groaning, and that hysterical patients often experience great relief from crying, are facts which no person will deny. As to restless hypochondrical subjects, or those who are never happy but when they are under some course of medical or dietetic treatment, the French surgeon assures them that they cannot do better than groan all night and cry all day. By following this rule, and observing an abstemious diet, a per. son will effectually escape disease, and may prolong life to an incredible extent!

Lord Kaimes appeared one day, upon tbe Scotch circuit, to be rather hurried upon the trial of a convict, when be was informed tbat dinner was ready. The criminal being found guilty, he said to a lively and eloquent advocate, “come, Harry, let us go to dio

Aye, my lord,” replied the advocate, “and your lordship shall have blood pudding for your dinner.”

A monk of the 12th century describes a strange act of devotion. When the saints did not readily comply with the prayers of their votaries, they fogged their relics with rods, in a spirit of impatience, which they conceived was proper to make them bend into compliance.


We understand that “ The Democrat,” a Tale, is in the press.

“ Travels of an Irish Gentleman in Search of Religion, with Notes by the Editor of Captain Rock's Memoirs," is preparing for publication.

It is said, that an author of reputation has become chief proprietor of the “Metropolitan Magazine."

The translator of Prince Puckler Muskau's Tour is now translating the Correspondence of Schiller and Goethe.




We have been for some time in possession of the following extract of a letter from a young friend in Mexico :

I bave at last got comfortably settled in this city, after having passed the danger of the sea, and the still greater danger of a land journey from Vera Cruz.

I reached this city without any accident happening to me, except an overturn in the diligence, which merely detained me a day on the road. There is not so much risk stopping at Vera Cruz, as folks think in England. This season there has been only one case of vomit or yellow fever, and that not mortal, and some of my friends would rather live there than in Mexico. My fancy, however, does not run that way; for it looks like a place of pestilence, and its black walls and deserted streets, might well be mistaken by a stranger for the abode of death. Every thing bere is new, the face of the country, the trees and the flowers, animals, men, that is the native Indians, who are a race more like animals than human beings, but on these topics I have not time to enlarge. I went last night to the opera, and a very fine house it is, there are several good singers. We had a view of all the beauties of the city, and some of them are very beautiful, the only thing that struck me particularly, was,

“ Glasgow PunCH," or Pulinello in Glasgow, will appear in a day or two.

Giovanni is informed, that his reply to the “ Biblical Query" has been in type for some time, but a press of matter has hitherto prevented its insertion.

“ Summer Flowers" cannot blossom in “ The Day.” We decline the “ Sketch of a Sermon.”

PUBLISHED, every Morning, Sunday excepted, by John Fixlar, at

No. 9, Miller Street; and Sold by John Wylie, 97, Argyle Street; David Robertson, and W. R. M.Phun, Glasgow ; Thomas STEVENSON, and the other Booksellers, Edinburgh : Da. VID Dick, and A. GARDNER, Booksellers, Paisley : A. LAING, Greenock ; and J. Glass, Bookseller, Rothsay.









But, alas ! while I was indulging myself in these ( Written by Itself.)

soothing reflections, a thundering rap came to my “ One man, in his time, plays many parts."

master's door, when a lusty fellow of a farmer, throwing down a few paltry shillings, demanded a bill

stamp. I heard the insolent demand, and beeded it I need not occupy my reader's time by dilating on the

not, but my employer pricked up his ears, and putting various transmigrations to which I have been exposed;

the money into his purse, he, who had always before, for, like the butterfly, I have repeatedly passed from

been kind and civil, at once seized me rudely by the one state to another. Neither need I dilate on the

neck, and, without a single parting embrace, handed occurrences of my early and infant days, but content

me to the farmer, who, crumbling me together, in his myself with simply remarking that I bore, at one time, large vulgar hand, thrust me into the pocket of his ina close relationship to the Linen family, and that, my expressibles. My surprise and mortification at this parents neither being very rich, nor very poor, I com

rude treatment, so sudden, and so unexpected, can be menced my career by being part of the linen establish

more easily conceived than described. Although, in ment of a respectable merchant in the West India

the midst of my distress and agony, I cried aloud for trade. The precise capacity, however, in which I

explanation, and for relief, yet, my cries were heard served him, I cannot, at this distance of time, positive.

not, while the farmer continued, every now and then, ly say, but I remember well, that my employer having

to toss me up and down, in his pocket, until at length, one morning called me “thread bare, yellow and worn

breathless and worn out, he pulled me forth, and threw out," I felt desperately offended, and resolved to bid

meupon a table, where I lay, in the greatest bodily pain. him good bye, and to seek another master, elsewhere.

In a little time, however, I came to my senses, and At this time, I was a very young man, and it being

was able to cast my eyes around, when I discovered impossible to put “ an old head on young shoulders,

in the farmer, and two or three better-dressed persons, in I was, like the most of young persons, very easily rather an angry discussion. In the midst of it, and nettled and offended. I soon regretted, however, that

taking advantage of a gust of wind, I endeavoured to I had relinquished my situation. I found that, once

be off, by flying over the window, but the farmer seizout of employment, it was no easy matter to get into

ed me, with the strength and agility of a lion, and it again ; and, I almost blush to say that, from being

gave me such a twist, as made me bawl inost lustily the servant of a spruce West India merchant, I de

for mercy. In the depth of my distress, I prayed, scended so low, as to become the entire property of a

with all the fervour of my heart, for immediate death; common ragman, by whom I was much disfigured, and

but my prayer was interrupted by one of the persons by whom, in the language of the critics, I was much

present, taking me by the band, and gently inditing “ cut up.” Truth, also, forces me to observe, that, certain expressions upon my snow-white skin," to while in this person's possession, I was obliged to which the former adbibited his name. This being mingle with very bad company. Not unfrequently, I

done, he took his departure, at which I rejoiced, exwas huddled up, for weeks and months together, in ceedingly ; for, although my appearance, previously, very small travelling apartments, with all sorts of in

so pure, and so undefiled, was now disfigured and dedividuals, in the lowest grades of the cloth and rag

formed, still, all this, I was willing to bear, rather than business. After travelling the country, in this most

have the rude grasps, and the rough usage of such a miserable situation, the day of deliverance, thank

monster. heaven, at length arrived ; for, one summer afternoon, I, and certain of my most respectable associates, were

I was now a written bill stamp, drawn and accepted, thrown down, at a country paper mill, where for a

and, in a very short time, I learned that my new protime, I enjoyed, at least, pure air, and civil treatment.

prietor was a person who spent the most of his time I was not long there, however, until I underwent one

with jockeys, horses and dogs, who drank hard, who of those transmigrations to which I bave alluded. spent hard, who lived hard, and who drove a large

business in the bill trade. I soon discovered, too, that After having every bone in my body beat to a jelly, and every limb torn asunder, I was so changed, that I

I was deemed of very considerable value; for I was was enabled to bid adieu, for ever, to the linen trade,

carried to the bank, and presented for discount. After in which I had suffered so much, and to assume that

rubbing shoulders with other bills, of all sorts and of paper, which was clearly far more respectable and

sizes, good, bad, and indifferent, I was, however, reimportant. Indeed, my status, in the latter business, turned, as not being precisely suitable, which, at that stood so high, and my appearance was so elegant and

time, I did not very well know, whether to consider as genteel, that I was considered fit for being stamped,

an honour, or as an affront. My master held out his and taken into the king's service, and, after going

hand, and took me back, nodding and laughing, saying through another small process of being "cut up," I

“ that it did not at all signify," although I could easily was stamped accordingly, and ever afterwards, styled, a

see he felt disappointed, while I was satisfied, that a “ bill stamp."

man whose bill was refused at bank was as bad as he Behold me now, in the pay of government, at peace

who could not pay it. But, there is never pain withwith my superiors in office, enjoying my repose, my

out pleasure, and my master, to drown his disappointease, my otium cum dignitate. I looked back, with

ment, and “to drive dull care away,” went, in the horror, at the miseries I had experienced, and, when I

evening, to see some “fine social fellows;" and, having contrasted my past, with my present situation, I could

there lost a trifle at play, he handed me over, as a senot help exclaiming, in the fullness of my heart,

curity that it would be paid. The gentleman who “ If it were now to die,

received me, possessed the most accomplished manners. 'Twere now to be most bappy."

He knew every man in town disposed to play, and


ways, front



his object and aim, through life, was prudently to judgment, and to send me to Edinburgh, where I would put money in his purse-whether by fair or false means,

punish this


knave for his insolence. I went to was all one to him. If he was not a sharper, he was, Edinburgh, accordingly, but Sharper having met me at least, a sharp fellow, and, as he preferred sove- by suspension, a very grave pomt of law arose, whereigns to bills, he took an early opportunity of passing ther his subscription, which I bore on my back, was his me into the bands of a emale friend, for so much gold, true and genuine subscription, or whether it was false while she, honest soul, passed me to her wine merchant, and forged. As this question could only be decided who again passed me to his banker. At all these in court, I was accordingly introduced to many profespasses, I received the burden of a name on my back, sional

persons in high eminence at the bar. I found and I was now so loaded, that I was unable to walk the lawyers perfect gentlemen—they laughed and easily, firm or erect, under my huge burden. All this joked about the whole affair ; they took great pleasure occurred in about ten days after I bad left my old in bothering the judges about me, in which they sucfriend, the farmer, and, as my term of endurance was ceeded to a miracle ; for they, honest men, seemed in “ six months after date,” I now looked forward to re- great doubt and perplexity. Some were for proving pose, for the remainder of that period.

me a genuine bill, by sending me to a jury—others by But, in this pleasant expectation I was cruelly dis- a remit to engravers ; but, before they had finally deappointed ; for I had not remained quietly in the hands cided, Sharper died, and died, too, a bankrupt, and so of the Banker, for more than two weeks, until my last died the discussion, while the banker had the bill of indorser cried a halt in business. Very anxious en- costs to pay, exclaiming all the time that I quiries were then made after me, by a host of attornies most unfortunate, ill-fated bill !I was determined, and accountants, who had all entered into a keen can- however, to leave no stone unturned, and through bad vass for the power of managing, or mismanaging, the report and good report to stick firmly to my legal affairs of the said last endorser.” The Banker, accord- rights; and, accordingly as my next step, I presented ingly, took me forth. He turned me up and down, myself to my drawer. This person had lost all reside ways and back ways, and enquired

membrance of me, but when I contrived to bring myabout every one, whose name I bore, and then he gave self to his recollection, and to inform him of my busi. me a toss from him, remarking, that he was afraid ness ;-“pooh, pooh," answered he, “ you may go to

bad bill." Bad as I was, however, Messrs. the devil and hang yourself, for you are a fellow for Sneak and Flutter, two professional accountants, were whom I never got a sixpence of value. Get out, you very anxious to have my influence in helping them to gambling vagabond, and do your best." I shall never the pickings of a trusteeship. And, when these per- forget the contemptuous look the banker gave me when sons waited for the Banker, I was trotted out, and all he heard these elegant expressions. I myself was commy points examined again and again, when, after pletely overpowered at this ingratitude. I entreated much shaking of their learned heads, they all agreed I to be allowed the advice of my old friends the lawyers, was a good vote.The point was, however, who but just as the banker had consented to this, my drawer should get me, whether Sneak or Flutter; for they appeared in the “ Gazette," when I myself exclaimed were opposing candidates for the honour of the office, in the bitterness of my sorrow, that I was indeed a but Sneak, having most influence, (for influence de- most unfortunate, ill-fated bill." cides everything) the Banker decided for him. Ac- The only other name I bore was the farmer's; but, cordingly, under the protection of Nir. Sneak, I made rest and bless his soul, he had gone to that my first appearance at "a meeting of creditors,"

• Undiscovered country, from whose bourne where I saw a great many persons, with very long

No traveller returns. faces, where I was examined, minuted and returned to Tired, sickened, and disgusted by the bad usage I Sneak, where I learned something of the bankrupt had experienced, I gave up all farther exertion, satis. law, and heard a great deal of abuse betwixt Messrs. fied, that in every thing I had done my best, so the Sneak and Flutter. During all this amusement, the result is, that, I have been dishonoured, noted and pro. long faces grew still longer, and the only persons who tested. I have been stigmatised as forged, false and seemed to have any animation at all, was the profes- worthless. I have been handed about from one hand sional gentlemen to whom I have already alluded. to another. I have been everything and nothing, as it

Having returned to my Banker, I profited much by pleased whim or caprice, and yet I have borne all what I had seen and heard on this occasion, and, from

silently; but, with the conviction, that sooner or later, that moment, the study of the Bankrupt law occupied I will have my reward and my triumph. All this has a considerable portion of my spare time. But my le

happened to others, as well as to myself. No race of gal knowledge was not confined to one department. It individuals are more ungratefully used than the fra. having been reported, that my female endorser was ternity to which I belong, and yet, what could the about to make an elopement to foreign parts, I was

world do without us? Your mercbant could neither dragged forth and made the subject of an application, buy nor sell, were it not for bills--your bankers could meditatione fuge, when I scampered off on a wildgoose

not live were it not for bills—parliament might shut chace after my female friend, who contrived, notwith- shop, were it not for its bills. You have tailor's bills, standing my great exertion, to keep beyond my reach. doctor's bills, lawyer's bills, tradesmen's bills, houseThis trip, however, gave me a knowledge of the law

hold bills, tavern bills, bills with and without value, of arrest, and, when I returned home, tired and fa- foreign and inland bills, good bills, bad bills, large bills tigued both in mind and body, with a pretty handsome and small bills. You cannot move, speak or think, or bill of travelling charges, the Banker, very ungrate- enjoy yourself one way or another without your bills; fully, tossed me from him, calling me, “a very bad

still you use them all unhandsomely, dishonouring, bill." But still I bore all, and said nothing, “for suf- protesting and abusing them, as occasion may require. ferance is the badge of all our tribe.” My last day of In my own individual case, I have experienced all this, endurance was near at hand. I blessed my stars for but I will pledge my existence, that no man has ever this, and it having arrived, I was presented to my

dishonoured his bill, without sooner or later having third endorser Mr. Sharper, when I had not the slight- cause to repent it. est doubt of being duly honoured.But, to my utter amazement, be turned round and observed, with

A FAMILY Picture. The famous Lord Chesterfield had a reconsiderable non chalance, that he knew nothing lation, a Mr. Stanhope, who was exceedingly proud of his pedigree, of me, and told me to be off, otherwise he should which he pretended to trace to a ridiculous autiquity. Lord have me conveyed to the watch-house, as being

Chesterfield was one day walking through an obscure street iu a forger and a gross impostor. My banker upon

London, where he saw a miserable daub of Adam and Eve in

Paradise. He purcbased this painting, and having written on the this looked very blue. He called me an infamous

top of it, “ Adam de Stanhope, of Eden, and Eve his wife," be bad bill," but I entreated of him to suspend his sent it to his relation as a valuable old family picture.

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cried his Lordship—“ The Teniers," said Meanwell. This was his Lordship's favourite-he coloured deeply -pleaded an engagement, promised to return when the atmosphere was more favourable, and bade me farewell-1 may add, for ever. The sale and the acquaintanceship were both concluded, by the honest interference of one of the Meanwell family.

My eldest daughter bad secured from India, the seed of a rare and valuable plant, which, after the greatest attention on her part, and that of my gardener for two years, promised last summer to expand into flower. In order to please my girl, I cut down a favourite vine, and appropriated part of my hot-house, that this exotic might be kept in a dry and hot atmosphere, humidity being fatal to it wlien once it rose above a certain height. My indefatigable friend takes a fatherly care of my vines, but some how or other he had never found access to the place where this plant was reared, until his last visit-his feeling mind was affected by the arid appearance of the earth around the plant, and, tender-bearted man! he procured a pail of water, and deluged the ground all around it. When my daughter heard of this feat, which entirely destroyed her two years' exertions, I was much pleased with her resignation. “ I'm sure he did not intend it—he is of the Meanwell family."

Having found the name of this numerous family an apology for all their misdeeds, I lately investigated their pedigree. Some hundred years ago, Mr. Robert Rash married Miss Nancy Goodnature, whose eldest son was Thomas Thoughtless, Esq. The latter gentleman changed his name for the estate of Good-intention, and assumed that of Meanwell, from whom, it cannot be doubted, the present Meanwell family are descended.

To the Editor of The Day. There are perhaps few characters to whom society is less indebted than the numerous extensive and wellknown family of the Meanwells. Some of these worthies have a place in every company. One of them alludes, in a large party, to a circumstance which, although not dishonourable either to your head or your heart, is still remarkably unsuitable for the ears of the persons present. You first smile kindly to Meanwell, then nod expressively, but it will not do- he thinks he is right and he proceeds. You then begin to be uneasy with some of the particulars which he narrates, with. out adding other circumstances which are absolutely necessary to a proper impression being effected on the minds of the company, but he will not permit you to interrupt him—" he knows the story quite well”. “ he hopes you will allow him to tell it in his own way, afterwards you may tell it if you choose.” Thus having caused you to blush to the eyes, the story turns out to be not of the least importance or interest to any one of the party but yourself. That angel on your left kindly whispers in your ear, “ you must feel extremely awkward, but do forgive him, you know he is of the Meanwell family.” Are you anxious to purchase the estate adjoining your villa ? Yes. But the proprietor being a friend and neighbour, who has lately become embarrassed by mercantile misfortune, you feel delicacy in alluding to the subject, or in opening the negociation. Mr. Meanwell bas got a hint of it. He makes his forenoon call upon your old acquaintance, although formerly he never had been in the house ; “ he thinks it best to come to the point at once-his friend, Mr. --, wishes to purchase the estate.” The indignant owner colours deeply, asserts that the estate is not at present for sale, laying an emphasis on the word at present, and your zealous friend sneaks away, consoling himself that at least you will give him a favourable reception. He is mistaken. You feel even more indignant than your insulted neighbour-you storm and rage—but your lady at length calms your passion, by reminding you that there could be “no ill intention, the yonng man is one of the Meanwell family.”

You have a sinall volume in the press, intended for private circulation, and, as you do not wish to be known as its author, you confide the matter to your acquaintance, requesting he will superintend it in printing. You are surprised to see, in a week afterwards, in the different newspapers, strangely mutilated extracts from

Mr. _'s forthcoming volume," with the agreeable addition that a particular friend of the author has favoured them with the said extracts. You go to the printerhe declares his innocence; you call on the newspaper editor-he shows you the manuscripts, with several corrections, which destroy the composition, in the hand-writing of your busy friend. You accuse the latter of betraying his trust"he thought you would have no objection-he could see no harm in doing as he had done." You are obliged to excuse bim-he is one of the Meanwell family.

My finances were rather low lately, and I thought of disposing of my pictures. It is due to my small collection, to say, that they are all original but one. I invited Lord B- whom I learned was disposed to purchase the whole, to inspect them. His Lordship expressed himself well pleased with the pictures, especially the copy, which he pronounced an undoubted original of the master. The price was declared not to be “an object,” and the bargain was about to be concluded, when who should enter but Mr. Meanwell. - Well, my Lord,” he exclaimed, “I hope you have purchased Mr. —'s pictures—an excellent collection, all genuine except—for you know I must be candid— all genuine but one." “ Which is the exception,"

MISCELLANEA. M.. GREEN.-- The department of the Custom-house to which Mr. G. belonged, was under the controul of the Duke of Manchester, who used to treat those immediateiy under him once a year.

After one of these entertainments, Mr. G. seeing a range of servants in the hall, said to the first of them, “ Pray, Sir, do you give tickets at your turnpike ?”

Bishop WARBURTON'S OPINION OF THE COURT OF CHANCERY. - As unfit as I ain for heaven, I hail rather hear the last trumpet than a citation from the Court of Chancery. If you ever have seen Michael Angelo's “ Last Judgment,” you have there, in the figure of the Devil, who is pulling and lugging, at a poor sinner, the true representation of a Chancery lawyer, who bas catched hold of your parse.


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(A Tale of Olden Times.)
Thou, balmy zephyr, though unseen, thy breath
Diffuseth sweets o'er Lora's windy heath
The downy thistle woos thy kind embrace,
In echoing valleys, thy light step we trace.
Why bast thou left mive car with rapid flight,
Nur aid, with soothing sigh my rayless night?
The distant waterfalls exulting roar-
The harper's lay—the rocks resound no more.
Malvina, of the arm of snow, draw near-
Inspire thy bard to siug.

I think of Lochlin-land of heroes brave-
And dark-brown Cthano, of noisy wave;
I see the king o'er western billows fly,
While tempests howi, and seas their rage defy.
Few are the sons of Morven- tempest toss'd,
Who seek for shelter on the stranger's coast :
Starno seuds Loda's son with peace,
To welcome Fingal to the hero's feast.
The nymph's* bright shade now flits across his breast,
He grasps his spear, the Herald thus addressed :
Gormal, or Starno, I shall ne'er behold,
Death's shrowded shadows, his dark deeds unfold;
My soul does not forget that ray of light,
That arm as pure as Gormal's snowy height.
Thou son of Loda, haste thee, leave my sight,
Thy words to Fingal are the gloom of night;
Or, like the pliant twig that mocks the gale,

When cloud-fraught tempests meet in Cona's vale." * The nymph here alluded to, is the daughter of Starno, whom her father slew, because he discovered to Fingal, on a former occasion, a plot he had laid for his life.

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