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YOU HAVE BEEN POISONED," was all he deadly poison.” Here I threw myself sked me that

would utter. Had the brandy and on my knees before this inexorable
it thing I die

Hollands been genuine there would man, and cried, " Mr Death in the
have been no harm--but they were Pot, is there in heaven, on earth, or
imitation, and YOU ARE POISONED.". the waters under the earth, any one

Feeling myself very faint, I asked, particle of matter that is not impreg-,

naturally enough for a woman in my nated with death? What means this omach. HER

situation, for a glass of wine. It was desperate mockery ? For mercy's sake
I brought

brought-but Mr Accum was at hand give me the very smallest piece of
to snatch the deadly draught from my bread and cheese, or I can support:
lips. He tasted what used to be calle myself no longer. Are we, or are we

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not, to have a morsel of breakfast this
And in the scowl of heaven his face day?" He cut off about an inch long
Grew black as he was sipping.

piece of cheese from that identical his nosenki

" It is spoiled elder wine-rendered double Gloucester that you yourself, into a telepon

astringent by oak-wood, saw-dust, and Mr North, chose for me, on your last

the husks of filberts-lead and arsenic, visit to London, and declared that it had
ested it end? Madam, arenim” but my ears tingled been rendered most poisonous by the
and I heard no more..

I confessed to anotta used to colour it.. 6 There is
the amount of six glasses a-day of this here, Mrs Trollope, a quantity of red
mned
, " poi hellish liquor,-pardon my warmth, lead. Have, you, madam, never ex-

and that such had been my allowance perienced, after devouring half a pound
for

many years. My thirst was now of this cheese, an indescribable pain
intolerable, and I beseeched a glass in the region of the abdomen and of.
of beer. It came, and Death in the the stomach, accompanied with a feel
Pot detected at once the murderous ing of tension, which occasioned much
designs of the brewer. Coculus indie restlessness, anxiety, and repugnance
cus, Spanish juice, hartshorn shavings, to food ? Have you never felt, after
orange powder, copperas, opium, to a Welch rabbit of it, a very violent

bacco, nux vomica-such were the cholic?” “ Yes ! yes--often, often
Bages over shocking words he kept repeating to exclaimed.” " And did

you use
himself and then again, “ MRS pepper and mustard ?". " I did even
TROLLOPE IS POISONED.”: “May I so. "Let me see the castors." I
not have a single cup of tea, Mr Ac« rose from my knees and brought
cum," I asked imploringly, and the them out. He puffed out a little
chemist shook his head. He then pepper into the palm of his hand, and a
opened the tea-caddy, and emptying went on as usual, “ This, madam,
its contents, rubbed my best green is spurious pepper altogether-it is
tea between his hard horny palms. made up of oil cakes, (the residue of
“Sloe-leaves, and white-thorn leaves, linseed, from which the oil has been
Madam, coloured with Dutch pink, pressed) common clay, and, perhaps,
and with the fine green bloom of ver-

a small portion of Cayenne pepper (it-*
digrise ! Much, in the course of your self probably artificial or adulterated)
regular life, you must have swallow to make it pungent. But now for the
ed!” Might. I try the coffee ?” mustard," -at this juncture the ser-
Oh! Mr North, Mr North, you know. vant maid came in, and I told her
my age, and never once, during my that I was poisoned-she set up a pro-
whole existence, have I tasted coffee. digious scream, and Mr Accum let
I have been deluded by pease and fall the mustard pot on the carpet.
beans, sand, gravel, and vegetable But it is needless for me to prolong
powder! Mr Accum called it sham- the shocking narrative. They assista
coffee, most infamous stuff, and unfited me to get into bed, from which I
for human food! Alas! the day that I never more expect to rise. My eyes
was born! In despair I asked for a have been opened, and I see the hor-
glass of water, and just as the spark- rors of my situation. I now remem-
ling beverage was about to touch my belse most excruciating cholic, and
pale quivering lips, my friend, for Í divers other pangs which I thought
must call him so in spite of every nothing of at the time, but which
thing, interfered, and tasting it, squirt- must have been the effect of the dele-
ed it out of his mouth, with a terious solids and liquids which I was
most alarming countenance. “ It daily introducing into my stomach.
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ithat is, a thing being what it pre- analyzed, subjected to the test-act, tended to be. Oh! the weight of lead and found them to be conformists. But and of copper that has passed through I have no trust in chemistry. His quar. my body! Oh! too, the gravel and ter-loaf looked like a chip cut off the the sand ! But it is impossible to de corner of a stone block. It was a ceive me now. This very evening manifest sham loaf. After being delade some bread was brought to me. Bread! ed in my Hollands, bit in my brandy, I cried out indignantly-Take the vile and having found my muffins a mockdeception out of my sight. Yes, my ery, never more shall I be thrown off dear Kit, it was a villanous loaf of clay my guard. I am waxing weaker and and alum! But my resolution is fixed, weaker-so farewell ! Bewildering inand I hope to die in peace. Hence deed has been the destiny of forth, I shall not allow one particle of

Susanna TROLLOPE. matter to descend into my stomach ! Already I feel myself “ of the earth, P.S. I have opened my mistress's earthy.” Mr Accum seldom leaves letter to add, that she died this evening my bed-side and yesterday brought about a quarter past eight, in excrowith him several eatables and drink. ciating torments. SALLY ROGEES.

NOTICES OF THE ACTED DRAMA IN LONDON.

No XIV.

DRURY LANE THEATRE. Mr Kran has played Coriolanus; and her not because she was his country, he has played it very badly. We are or because she deserved to be forgiven not at all sorry for this. if the event --but because his mother pleaded had been much otherwise it would her cause, and because she lay have gone nigh to overturn all our fa- bound and humbled at his feet. Wo vourite theories respecting the nature to the state that can produce such men of his genius.—The Roman character as this; still more to that which was a splendid work of art,---like the can glory in them. It was folly to Apollo Belvidere. As grand and in- give the people the power of banishspiring to look at ; formed on nearly ing such a man; but it was wisdom as fixed and precise rules, and of in the people to use that power as nearly as cold and hard materials. Co- they did. Mr Kean is exactly the riolanus was a fair example of that cha- last person in the world to play such a racter-though rather an extreme one: character as Coriolanus; and, accordAnd Mr Kean can, therefore, no more ingly, his performance was a total represent Coriolanus than he can Apole failure. We speak this in reference to lo. Nature has forbidden him. The our pre-conceived notions of the char fault was not in failing, but in trying acter. He was hot where he should to succeed. We have been told that have been cold-vehement where he the experiment was made against Mr should have been calm-angry where Kean's judgment; and we can easily he should have been contemptuoust believe this, because we wish to be passionate where he should have been lieve it. Coriolanus was but a repul- proud.—Thinking so highly as we do sive sort of person, after all. If he of Mr Kean's judgment, we should be was above his fellow beings in some at a loss to account for all this, if he things it was precisely because he was had not treated us in a similar way below them in others. He fought for once before. In fact, we ought not to his country like a god, so long as she have called the performance a failure. treated him as one; but the inotant It was, like his Richard II., a splenshe remembered that he was sud; a did mis-representation.

Mr Kean mortal he forgot that she was his knew that he could not play Coriolancountry, and then he fought against us; so he played something else: her for the very same reasons, and and the exhibition was in the highest with the very

y same spirit that he had degree powerful and interesting. The before fought on her side. And when more interesting from its not disturb he had conquered her, and she was ing our remembrance of the Coriolan, lying bound before him, he forgave us“ of Mr Kemble which we would

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not lose for any one thing that even Mrs Fawcett, with all her good sense Mr Kean could substitute for its and spirit, interferes in a very troubleplace.

some manner with our recollections of The opinion may seem bold; but Helen M Gregor. We never see Miss we really do think that Mr Kean has Stephens without delight, except when shewn more genius in mis-repre she disturbs our conceptions of Effie senting Shakspear as he has done in Deans or Diana Vernon. And even these two characters, and in parts of the irresistible jokes of Liston's face others, than any one else but Mrs are rather impertinent when it is palm, Siddons has in representing Shakspeár. ed upon us as that of Dominie Samp-It is a perfect Transmutation of me, son or the Baillie Jarvie. And when tals. He takes the dialogue of a cha- the dramatisers of these works choose racter as it is written in Shakspear, to depart from the originals in costume and finding it not suited to his powers or spirit or character it becomes still and purposes, he, by some happy worse. We will not say it is like falsialchemy of mind,” transforms it into fying the truth of history and of nasomething which is-yet without di- ture--for it is doing so. This latter minishing its weight or value. This is the chief fault of the drama of The is the true Philosopher's Stone, after Hebrew at this theatre. In order to all. We hope that the discovery is adapt the character of Isaac of York accompanied by that of the Elixir Vi- to the talents of Mr Kean it has been : but we beg, nevertheless, that he totally changed and made what it could will keep both the secrets to himself. not by any possibility have been in the

times during which he lived. He is The Hebrew.

bold, generous, sensitive, and grateIvanhoe has been dramatised at both ful at first; and towards the end he theatres ;- and has been successful at goes mad for horror at his daughter's both without deserving to be so at dangers, and at last dies for joy at her either. In fact these adaptations of escape from them! In like manner the great Novelist's works are under Ivanhoe is made to declare open and taken merely as money-getting specu- honourable love for Rebecca--the son lations, and they succeed only because of a Saxon noble for the daughter of they administer to an idle and sense a proscribed and polluted Israelite ! less curiosity. People go to see them This could not have been. Love is because they “. wonder what can be almost omnipotent: but Naturem-that made of them on the stage ;" and to “ second Nature” which is created by try if they can find out in what they Custom, and frequently becomes more agree with and differ from the origin- powerful than the first absolutely als. But those who truly admire and forbad it. For the rest,--the delicate appreciate these splendid works feel and touching beauty of Rebecca's charthat it is a species of profanation to acter is, of course, totally destroyed by touch and tamper with them at all making the love between her and much more so to cut and carve them Ivanhoe mutual and avowed. And, about, and transpose the language and to sum up the whole, Robin Hood is sentiments, so as to adapt them to the enacted by Mr T. Cooke !-So that we taste of modern audiences, and the ta- have, for the present, got quite out of lents of favourite actors ! But how is conceit of our once favourite freebooter; it possible, and if it were, how is it and are no longer disposed to question desirable, to think of Meg Merrilies the assertion of Mr Wordsworth, that under the disguise of Mrs Egerton ? “ Scotland hath a thief as good.”

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The Antiquary

with the Novel. And indeed it is alMr Terry has dramatised the Anti- most a pity that we are compelled to quary; and it has been performed with speak and think of the two together ; considerable success.

As a drama it for however meagre and inefficient pleased us better than Guy Mannering they may be as dramatic representaor the Heart of Mid-Lothian, but not“ tions of the Novels themselves,--these near' so well as Rob Roy. It would dramas are certainly very obvious imbe superfluous to detail the particulars provements on the wretched farrago in which the play differs from or agrees of cant and common-place that we have Vol. VI.

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indifference is the dialogue is not

been obliged to endure whenever we and common-place. It is called Tod were disposed to hear any of our de late for Dinner. The first part of it lightful English singers.

is droll enough. A younger brother Most of the characters in this opera mad-headed,

merry, and mischievous are mere unfinished etchings of the -but proud, pennyless, and named originals: like those impressions which Poppleton-meets with a lovely girl are thrown off from fine plates

at an a ball--which is very likely; and falls early stage of the engraving. This is in love with her—which is vefy nato not the case, however, with Mrs Faw. ural; and gets half tipsy with chamcett’s Elspeth-which is really a most paigne-punch on the strength of bis finished and impressive copy of the passion--which is very pleasant; and original picture. Her costume and gets taken to the watchhouse in conface are absolutely perfect. They are sequence

which is very proper ; and the only things in this or any of the contrives to escape from it-which is preceding dramas which do not detract very proper tooor we know nothing from our recollections of the same of casuistry: which, by the bye, is things in the novels. Mr Liston played very probable. However, he does esMr Jonathan Oldbuck with a good cape, and takes refuge in a house the deal of chasteness and discrimination ; door of which is accidentally standing and accordingly, the performance was open--probably in consequence of some neither very characteristic nor very one having gone in or out and neglectentertaining : for the power of this ed to shut it. (There's nothing like a actor's genius consists, not in embody- habit of accounting for things. This ing and illustrating the droll thoughts house happens to be the residence of of others, but in exhibiting his own. his unknown fair one, who is living It would be a fine thing to see a farce with her aunt-as many unknown fair in which no part of Liston's character ones do--the more's the pity! Frank should be " set down for him," ex- (that is the scape-grace's name), findcept the exits and entrances--the ing no one stirring, lays himself down blanks being left to be filled up by on a sofa-covers himself with a wothe inspiration of the moment. It man's pelisse which is at hand—and would be played every night for a takes a little « horizontal refreshmonth, and we should go to see it ment," as he calls it. In the mean every time! We did not at all ad. time the aunt has heard a noise for mire Mr Emery's Edie Ochiltree. It your aunt is an animal gifted with unwas much too bluff and blustering. commonly sharp ears when there are This piece is also extremely deficient pretty nieces, and such small deer," in the musical department of it—a cir- in the case--so she comes down stairs, cumstance difficult to be accounted and mistaking Frank for the maid who for, considering the fund of Scottish had been sitting up for her young and other national melodies which still lady--rouses him from his nap. He, remain absolutely unknown to a gene- in turn, mistakes her for one of the ral audience; but which a general au- watchmen about whom he was dreamdience would be quite as able to ap- ing; and she, not to be behind hand, preciate and enjoy as a select one-if mistakes him for a thief; and the surnot better : for the beauty of old na- prise, confusion, and terror are very tional music and particularly of Scot- mutual and very arnusing. So far so tish—is of a kind that demands no- gocd. But the rest of the Farce does thing but an unsophisticated ear and not keep pace with the beginning. heart to understand and feel it: And The fur-such as it is consists in the if musical science succeeds in improve younger brother Frank, being mising the one of these requisites, it per- taken for his elder brother Fred, a sohaps quite as often throws a wiry net- ber, steady, quietly-disposed person, work over the other, which, while it of moral habits and moderate income is one sung by Miss Stephens, in very Besides these characters there is a slow time, to the air of Ally Croaker.

Cockney calico-printer, who is rather

a " poor epitome” of Lubin Log. a It The New Farce.

is, of course, played by Liston. Tue

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the relict of an East India captain: rica, and left to perish in the flames droll enough

. Are but Frank thinks her husband is still was very powerful and fine. The -headed

, setja alive, though abroad, and in order to character of Isaac of York was most ut proud , pearls

make friends with the old lady, pre- admirably played by Mr W. Farren. pleton med et tends to be in correspondence with There was all the sordid and grovelwhich is prie him. He says, " I've heard from Cap- ling humility of the original.--all the Ee with her tain T. since you did, I dare say.” habitual appearance of age and help. 2nd gets before " Heard from him !" she exclaims.- lessness till terror and misery had -parch and D " Yes," F. adds," he complains very goaded him to despair ; and then his --- which is retty much of the heat where he is now !" slumbering passions and paternal feel=1 to the meat This told

yery but Mr Hook ings seemed to burst and blaze forth - which is my must take care it does not tempt him with a strength and vividness, proporto ease take into too intimate a familiarity with tionate to the power which had kept I 100–12 % such ticklish subjects. We know what them down, and to the length of time

a smart hand Mr Hook is at practical they had remained in that condition. de Horasi jokes ; but the devil is a devilish deal There were two or three very fine Les Top smarter. We believe Mr H. though bursts of real passion in this perfor

a dramatic author, does not yet know mance-particularly where he starts This content what it is to be damned.*

up from his posture of humility on

finding that no ransom will induce "Ivanhoe, or the Templar. Sir Brian to release his daughter. On

The drama of Ivanhoe, or the Tem- these occasions there is a total absence was plar, is much better managed at this of that hard and wiry manner which

Theatre than that on the same subject is the only fault of Mr Farren's acte

at Drury Lane. The characters are ing; but which at present very much A better marked and sustained through- detracts from the value of the most of 7 out-not excepting that of Isaac; and his performances, and assimilates them me the costume, scenery, &c. are much too much to each other. If he could

more carefully and skilfully attended get rid of this—and he easily may, for to. But we are again compelled to he is still very young-he would be think of the whole in connection the most classical actor we have in his with the novel; and then all be- line. There can be little doubt that comes comparatively feeble, fiat, and this gentleman has all his life fed on spiritless. We might probably have nothing but the Clerk of Copmanbeen highly amused and interested by hurst's ostensible fare of dried peasethis drama, if we could have forgotten he is so parched and withered. He is the novel—but, fortunately, that can like one of those Italian figures of not be.

Ivanhoe is given to Mr C. baked clay. We would advise him to Kemble ; and though there is little addict himself a little more to the for him to do, it is at all times a treat aforesaid jolly friar's real fare of venito see this gentleman in characters con son pasty and canary. Let him, by nected with the days of chivalry. His all means, dine two or three times a noble head and person, his fine voice, week at Brunet's or George's. But nd his gallant bearing,” leave no- let him be moderate; we limit him, hing, to be desired. Mr Macready in the article of wine, to a pint of ayed Sir Reginald Front de Bæut, Hock at dinner, a pint of old port afho is made a Templar; and part of ter, and a pint of La fitte after that.

Brian's character is not unskilfully (He will get all these in pints at malgamated with that of the Norman George's rather slim ones, by thọ ron... All the scenes with Rebecca bye.) After these he may take oude

given to him instead of to Sir demiet-tasse of Coffee, and one petitan; and these---together with the ver of marasquin. If this should enaorse he feels at the remembrance of croach upon his salary a little too events of his early life in connec- . much at first, the effects of it will en

with bis inurdered parent, and title him to demand a proportionate ca- make his character the most one hereafter. He has “ 'that within” binent in the piece. Mr Macready which meagre diet and thin drink will ed it with great judgment and et never bring out. He should, also,

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