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Enshrined in memory, George the Third will

live,

And holiest records simple annals give :
His date protracted to the longest reign,
Mark'd by no act to give his subjects pain;
Along the bosom of the summer tide.
But mild and gentle as the zephyrs glide,
Foster'd green Erin with Britannia's smile,
And made one people of the triple isle.
His country's rights determined to maintain,
The British lion never rear'd in vain,
The wreaths of conquest and the trump of fane,
At once adorn'd and spoke the Monarch's fame.
To the wide limits of the utmost zone,
The fleets and armies of our state were known :
Where'er the red-cross tinged the ocean wave,
"Twas Freedom's signal to the bleeding slave;
Whilst peace at home rewarded deeds of arms,
And Windsor's turrets glow'd with Virtue's

neither quarrelling nor abusive language. | clear, and the view extensive and grand. There was much licentiousness, but there There is nothing pretty, no beautiful little were neither disputes nor fighting. No fair scene in the immediate neighbourhood of the in England, in which the people had a full Brocken, it is far too high above all the surswing for their gluttony, could have lasted rounding country, but there is nothing on three days without many hard knocks and any side to impede a most extensive view. broken heads. I am far, however, from at- The sight rather fails to distinguish ubjects, tributing this in the one case, as is usually done, than is stopped. The horizon is every where to the care of the police, and in the other to lost in a light bluc obscurity. The Brocken the want of a police. It is more to be as-is said to be 3480 or 3500 Paris feet above cribed to the natural character of the two the level of the sea. From its top a circle people, which is visible in children as well as of the earth is seen, the diameter of which in men;-to the gentleness and general quiet- is 140 geographical miles. This circle conness of the Germans, and to the boisterous, tains the 200th part of Europe, and is inhaperhaps turbulent, energies of our country-bited by 5,000,000 people. More than 300 In fact, we have a police whose cha- towns and villages, and the territories of racter has been written in the blood of inno-eleven different princes, lie within it. cent men, for it sold them to death and the may be doubted if there be such another infamy of the gallows. Nor do I believe any view in Europe, or indeed in the world. extension of its powers would prevent one When higher mountains are accessible, some crime, or hinder one disturbance. It is cer- still higher ones in their neighbourhood ge- Anastasius; or Memoirs of a Greck. tain that every policeman must be paid from nerally limit the view. Such prospects are, the produce of the labourer; and, because however, more astonishing than beautiful; his occupation is disgraceful, he must be they make a much more powerful impresion well paid; and in proportion as a police is numerous, so is the labourer reduced to poverty; the inequality of his condition is farther augmented, and this causes more crimes than the best organized police can

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when the enumerations of the geographical
arithmetician are read, than when they are
beheld. A white cottage at the foot of a
steep crag, with meadows and corn-fields,
and a rivulet running past it, is much more
beautiful than the eye-straining view from
the summit of the earth. We toil, however,
to the top, from the ambition of being equal
or superior to our neighbours, and if shame
would allow us, we should confess when we
had descended, that there was more enjoy
ment in remaining below. It is the ambition
of seeing what has been pronounced beauti-
ful by others, that often excites a degree of
toil of which the object itself is utterly un-

About this period the general election was going on in England, and I was rather surprised at the opinions I heard expressed on the subject. The Hannoverians were quite shocked at reading of our riots; they spoke of them as disgraceful to a Christian country. What, did the government do nothing to stop such barbarities? Where was our police?" "Such scenes were a shame to civilized man." Nothing excited severer re-worthy. marks than the practice of spitting on candidates. It was so odious in their estimation, that they were "surprised every vagabond who did it was not apprehended, and most severely punished." It is good to hear and to record the opinions of foreigners on such things, and we perhaps regard them with too little attention when they thus sink us, in the estimation of other people, to a level with bar-A barians. Some of the practices of that time were the insults of the meanest and most dastardly sonls, of a poor spirit that was fretted and vexed, that was more like a pas-As the earliest sionate spoiled child than like a man. They were odions, and excited abhorrence in the which we have minds of all the quiet, orderly, well disposed lines from this Germans. They and other people attribute, a female pen : wrongly perhaps, all such outrages to our political liberty; it would still be worth having, though it did cause them; but, calm and contented as they are, they do not think so; and they would rather continue to support a system of political degradation, than incur the possibility of being exposed to similar outrages.

charms.

(Concluded.)

Having through many successive Numbers continued our extracts from this original and interesting book, which the more it is read will be the more admired, we must now draw to a close, though far from having exhausted the subject. Perhaps we ought, nevertheless, to state as the reason for our having devoted so many papers to this publication, that we were seduced by its variety, by the picturesque and desultory character of its scenes, which made each a pleasing and a distinct picture. Hardly linking them together by the fabulous narrative, the author has traced with fidelity worthy of the most observa number of separate pieces, representing ant traveller, and fancy equal to the highest range of fiction, the manners of countries very imperfectly known to British readers. From these we have made the selections which we now re

There is a single public-house on the top of the Brocken, the inhabitants of which are cut off from all communication from the rest of the world during winter. Here accommodations of all kinds, and tolerably good ones, may be procured.

This is a good specimen of the author's mode of mingling the dulce et utile. We conclude with the mountain prospect in the county of Wernigerode. We reached the Brocken, from where nothing higher but the heavens can be seen, about noon. Fortunately the weather was

Monody on the lamented Demise of his
late Majesty, and His Royal Highness
the Duke of Kent, &c. By Mrs.
M'Mullan. London, 1820. pp. 11.
tribute of the muse
seen, we copy a few
well-meant effusion of

Cold is that heart, to patriot love unknown,
Who feels not woe when grief assails the throne,
Who mourns not now when Death's dark hand

appears,

Arm'd with unerring, with unpitying spears;
Subdues the manly, points the destined dart,
And, still insatiate, strikes the Monarch's heart.
'Tis thine, Calliope, to sound the lyre,
And to the cadence lend that sacred fire

luctantly conclude.

Anastasius, in the second volume, becomes a Kiachef in Egypt, and engaged in all the contests of the Mamluks. He leaves that pleted its calamities; and in describing the country previous to the famine which comprayers of the people, he spreads before us a striking panorama of the curse.

"I had left a storm gathering in Egypt, of which I since have thanked God I witnessed not the bursting. Already previous to my departure the consequence of the scarcity had begun to appear in many places: but it was only after I left the country that the famine attained its full force; and such was, in spite of every expedient of human wisdom, or appeal to Divine merey, the progressive fury of the serge, that at last the Schaichs and other regular ministers of worship,

Which Ilion's minstrel so divinely breath'd,
Ere round his brows immortal chaplets wreath'd.supposing the Deity to have become deaf to
And, Clio, thine to trace with golden pen
O Bard of Mantua! had the Brunswick been,
The best of Sovereigns and the best of men,
When thy Augustus graced the mortal scene,
Thy harp-strings, touch'd by subject so divine,
Had turn'd from Cæsar to the Brunswick linc.

their entreaties, or incensed at their presump-
tion, no longer themselves ventured to in-
plore offended Heaven, and henceforth only
addressed the Almighty through the intereed-
ing voices of tender infants; in hopes that,

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thoug callous to the sufferings of corrupt | This it at last attained;-and now, exulting out with gold cups and candlesticks, I took man, Providence still might listen to the at the thoughts of the millions he should his cardinals, with their sleek faces, their supplications of untainted childhood, and make in a few hours, Emin took his keys, laced petticoats, and their long trains, for grant to the innocent prayers of babes, what and opened his vaults. But O horror, O his wives; but was told he could not marry, it denied to the agonizing cry of beings dismay! Instead of the mountains of golden though he had his troop of Hoossa's and hardened in sin. Led by the Inains to the wheat he had accumulated, he only beheld | Medjboobs, like our own Sultan: these howtops of the highest minarets, little creatures heaps of nauseous rottenness. An aven- ever he keeps, not to guard his harem, but from five to ten years of age there raised to ging worm had penetrated into the abodes to sing in his chapel; and so dismally do Heaven their pure hands and feeble voices; fortified against famished man! A grub they squall with their shrill pipes, that it is and while all the countless myriads of Cairo, had fattened on the food withheld from the called a miserere. Finding Rome a very collected round the foot of these lofty struc- starving wretch! While the clamour of ruinous place, I was glad to leave it." tures, observed a profound and mournful despair resounded without, a loathsome insilence, they alone were heard to lisp from seet had in silence achieved within the work their slender summits entreatics for Divine of justice. It had wrought Emin's punishmercy. Nor did even they continue to im- ment in darkness, while his crimes shone in plore a fertility, which no longer could save the light of heaven! The miser's wealth the thousands of starving wretches already was destroyed, the monster's hopes were all in the pangs of death. They only begged blasted! At the dire spectacle he uttered that a general pestilence might speedily de- not a word. He only a few minutes conliver them from their lingering and painful templated the infected mass with the fixed agony and when, from the gilded spires, eye of despair; then fell,-fell flat on his throughout every district of the immense face upon the putrid heap. God had smitMasr, thousands of infantine voices went ten him! On raising his prostrate body, life forth the same instant to implore the same he fled. Like his corn, his frame was besad boon, the whole vast population below come a mass of corruption! with half extinguished voices jointly answered," so be it !"

"The humble request God in his mercy granted. The plague followed the scarcity, and the contagion completed what the famine had begun. The human form was swept away from the surface of the land, like the shadows of darkness which the dawn puts to flight. Towns, and villages, and hamlets innumerable were bereft of their tenants to a man. The living became too few to bury the dead. Their own houses remained their cemeteries. Where long strings of coffins at first had issued forth, not a solitary funeral any longer appeared. Hundreds of families, who had fled from famine to Syria, were overtaken by the plague in the midst of their journey, and with their dead bodies marked their route through the desert. Egypt, smitten by the two fold visitation, almost ceased to appear inhabited; and both plagues at last disappeared, for want of further victims to slay."

In Arabia the hero of the tale performs pilgrimages to Alecca and Medina, and his views of these and other arabian customs are of the most attractive kind. Thence to Constantinople, Chio, (where his father dies before he can see his son), and again to Egypt, we with great delight follow the ad venturer and a friend named Spiridion. At Cairo, the account of a miser's death forms a fit sequel to our preceding extract. "The reader may remember the dreadful famine which I had left hanging over Egypt. Emin, on this occasion, was one of the provident. During the years of plenty he had laid by for those of want. But, like the ant, he laboured for himself, and cared not to share his savings with the idle. Though his granaries groaned under their loads of corn, he saw unmoved the thousands of wretches who every day perished with hunger under their very walls. When the bodies of the sufferers choaked up the entrances of his store houses, he still refused to unbar their surly gates, until the corn had reached the exorbitant price fixed by his avarice.

Again returning to Constantinople, the narration embraces the wars of the Porte in Wallachia; but we must pass these over, and, as our penultimate extract, copy the description of parts of Europe from the mouth of Isaac Bey, a fashionable Turk, who travelled into Franquestan.

The genteel Turk became the fashion in Christendom, and every body wanted to see a Frenchified Moslemin, who eat an omelette au lard, drank champaign, and wore a portrait of his Circassian mistress.

"From Italy, continued the Bey, where I saw nothing but priests and caralier-serrantes, I went to France, where I was pestered by petit-maîtres and philosophers: but they so often exchanged characters, that I could never tell which was which.

Strangely was my poor Turkish brain puzzled on discovering the favorite pastime of a nation, reckoned the merriest in the world. It consisted in a thing called tragedies, whose only purpose is to rend the heart with grief. Should the performance raise a single smile, the author is undone. Much however as I was bidden to cry, I could not help roaring out with laughter, when I saw a princess in a hoop three yards wide, stick a huge pasteboard sword in her whalebone stays, for love of a prince with his checks painted all over: but my bad taste excited great contempt. One day they took me to a representation of Turks; as if I had not seen real ones enough. Luckily I did not find them out: for the fellow in the feathered night cap I certainly would have knocked down, for daring to travestie our holy Prophet. The place called the Opera, It was entertaining enough to hear Isaac with its fine shew of dancing girls, pleased give an account of his journey. "Unaccus-me the most of any. The first time indeed tomed," said he, "as I was, to the shocking of my going there, on seeing a superb palace sight of men and women mixing in public, crumble to pieces, I thought there was an or posture-making exhibited otherwise than earthquake, and ran out as fast as possible, for hire, how did I stare, when, on my arri-expecting the whole house to come down val in Christendom, I was taken to a ball at the house of a Bey. I thought little of the dancing. None of the females knew how to shake their hips; but their faces I liked, spite of their plastered heads. I went up to the one that led off, and watching my opportunity, slipped a purse into her hand. I "The French are all prodigious talkers ; thought she would have boxed my ears, and but those who never ceased, were a sect every body turned up their eyes in astonish-called economists. They were for making ment, the lady being wife to the first Vizier. the country produce nothing but what might In my own mind the impropriety rested with be eaten forgetting that men have eyes as herself: but the adventure made me cautious well as palates, and that if the former find how I spoke. Before the unsuccessful over-nothing to feed upon, the latter will conture, I had secretly destined three or four of sume double quantities,-were it only to kill the damsels present an apartment in my time, and thus turn economy into waste. harem on the channel; unfortunately, one This I ventured to observe: but they shrugwas the daughter of the Reis-Effendi, the ged up their shoulders, and said I was a other the wife of the Cazi-Asker, and the Turk!" third the Spanish embassadress; so I only offered them a pinch of snuff.

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about my ears: but by degrees I got used to those things, no longer minded even the whole stage being on fire, and, though I could never think the shew before the scenes otherwise than very tiresome, often thought that behind them exceedingly pleasant."

"Being so near England. I had a mind to visit London. My French friends-I mean "At Rome I went to see the grand Mufti of the female sex-all opposed the idea of of the Christians, who bears the same visiting those savage people, for no purpose title with our Greek papases. He appeared but to lose all my newly acquired good very modest, well behaved, quiet gentle-breeding."Life is not long enough," said man. His suite made more fuss about him Madame de Mirian, "to thaw the icy coldthan he did about himself. They dressed ness of their first reception. They will inand undressed him a dozen times in the mid-deed tell you, as they did me, that if your dle of the church, changed his caps, fed lungs can but stand their smoke a dozen him, and sang to him. As I stood a good years, you may be admitted to the honor of way from the table, which was richly decked stirring their fire,—that is to say,―of find

are much more numerous than those represen-racter of each tree, whether it be clothed in
ting sun rising; which may be because in the its leaves, or stripped of them.
foriner the tones are more divided, because Spring will give to his studies more at-
the magnificence of the scene more forcibly tractions and more extent. In the eyes of
strikes the imagination, and is more deeply the vulgar, the verdure which adorns the
impressed upon it. The author thinks, also, fields, the hills, the orchards, the meadows,
that the model of this moment of the day is presents as it were only one tint. What
more frequently before the eye of the artist; appears so agreeeble to the eye in nature,
for in fact, the habits of social life do not per- would however have a very bad effect in the imi-
mit us to be so often witnesses of the sun tation: for nothing is more displeasing in a
rising.
landscape than an excess of green tiuts; and
nothing is therefore more difficult than to
succeed in expressing, by painting, the
charms of spring. The art of the landscape
painter, in studying these tints of tender
green, is to discover their varieties, and to
express their gradations so as to strike the
eye.

or in the application made of them, in the
masterpieces of great artists.
Mr. Deperthes has conceived this project,
and has executed it with equal taste and
skill. He has not aimed at composing
an elementary treatise: a work of this kind,
however methodical, can never supply the
want of the lessons of a master. In all the
arts of design, there is a practical instruction,
of which books cannot transmit the object,
or even communicate the spirit. Whoever
pretends to give lessons, and lay down rules The night is included among what are
to the artist, in writing, must suppose him called the four parts of the day; aml it is
already advanced in his art, and arrived at one of the favourite subjects of the landscape
that degree of practical skill, which will en-painter: but how can night be painted, since
able him to receive that superior instruction it extinguishes all colours? Night, too, has
which is to direct his mind and his taste its sun. At the appearance of the moon, a
more than his hand. This is the point which new light illumines all objects: its lustre,
Mr. Deperthes requires the scholar for whom though far inferior to that of the sun, suffices Summer shews nature to the landscape
he destines his theory to have attained. to dispel darkness, and by means of strongly painter, with the full formed features, if we
He has divided it into two parts, and each marked shadows, produces the most striking may so express it, of the age of virility.
is subdivided into two subjects of obser- effects. The author advises his pupil, above Every object of imitation has acquired its
all things, to penetrate into the forests; to form, its determinate colour, its develope-
see there the infinite variety of the effects of ment, and a durable aspect. This is the
this silvery light. He observes further, that season to put in practice the lessons of
of all phenomena, that of the moon-light winter in the conformation of trees; but ad-
may be studied with the most precision. vantage must also be taken of it, for the
All around the painter is calm, all appears study of a multitude of plants, which
stationary, all invites to contemplation and have but now acquired their growth, which
favours the operations of the memory; for have attained all their beauty, and which are
it is almost always from memory that the to act an important part in the foreground
landscape painter must work; and if he can, of the picture. Summer is the season, when
during the day, catch with his pencil some the most brilliant light illumines all the ob-
effects, notwithstanding their perpetual mo-jects circumscribed by the horizon; when the
bility, he is forbidden from doing the same heat produces most of those phenomena,
by night; and even if the moon should give which seem to be beyond the power of imi-
him sufficient light, yet it would be a deceit- tation; those burning skies, those masses of
ful light, the falseness of which would clouds which contain the thunder in their
be shewn by that of the day. ́
bosom, those impetuous winds which make
the forests bend, and raise the dust in clouds.
It is in this season that nature offers to the
landscape painter the most varied scenes, in
the heavens, in the earth, and in the empire
of the waters.

vation.

In the first part the author lets his pupil go through two courses of landscape study. The first relates particularly to the study of the sky, which fills so important a place, and acts, as it were, the first part in this kind of instruction; since in the picture, as in nature, it is from the sky that the light comes; and this light, which is the soul of the picture, is subject, and renders objects and their effects subject to numberless varieties and modifications.

But these varieties are reduced to four principal ones, pointed out by the four parts of the day. It is at sunrise that the author gives his first lesson. The difficulties which this moment of the day presents to the imitator, have their foundation in that species of mysterious veil which nature then assumes a veil, says the author, sufficiently transparent to let us see all her charms, but not to permit us easily to distinguish the lineaments of all her features. This moment of the day is that which is peculiarly adapted to the study of aerial perspective.

The middle of the day is the time when the study of nature has the fewest real diflienities; the artist must profit by it, to catch objects as they are: if in effect, each object is then visible, without any alteration, it is then also, that it is the most easy to remark, first the innumerable varieties of forms and tists spread over all her productions, and then that harmony which blends together all ber parts, even those which are the most similar. This magical union is effected by Deans of the reflections which take place from one object to another. The middle of the day is the hour for those studies of hartony, which are among the most momentous to the landscape painter; at this hour too, he must study the clouds, their combinations, their effects, and all the accidents of light and shade rapidly succeeding each other, and forming compositions which seem the most arbitrary, and yet are nevertheless subject to ral laws.

The effects of evening, and those of the wetting sun, seem to present fewer difficulties than those of the dawn of day. It is remarked that landscapes representing sunsets,

If the first course of study in the first part of the work, seems to be confined to the space of a day, this is merely in consequence of the theoretical analysis of the subject: the second course, for the same reason, comprises the space of a year.

The author proceeds to shew his pupil the model which he is to imitate, under the four aspects, which the four seasons present.

But autumn will often have the preference over summer, for the richness of the tints of the foliage, and the diversity of tone spread over all nature. During this season the landscape painter must hasten his studies; for each day making a remarkable change in the features of his model, he must be apprehensive that it will soon offer him only a cold and discoloured image.

Thus our author comes back to the point whence he set out, to winter; which he again considers, with respect to the pictures which this season of mourning affords, but which is not so dull to the landscape painter as to the inhabitant of cities. Winter also has its charms, its green trees, its varied effects, its snows, the lustre of which is enhanced by the contrast of lighter fires. The ice also has its sports, its promenades, its diversions; and the painter does not now want either objects of observation, or subjects proper for the display of his talents.

He begins, and that on good grounds, with the winter. Trees are the chief ornament of landscapes, but the study of trees has its anatomy, like that of the human body; and as the knowledge of the muscles cannot be acquired from living bodies, it is necessary, in the same manner, to study the tree in that kind of state of death to which winter seems to have reduced it, after having stripped it of the foliage, which, to the eye, gives it life; for how shall we get acquainted with the form of the great branches, and the true arrangement of the smallest boughs, when all these co-ordinate parts are concealed under the covering with which vegetation adorns them? The structure of the tree must therefore be studied in the only season when the eye can follow it, from the origin of the trunk to the summit of the highest The second part of the theory of landbranches. This winter study includes also scape is also in two sections; and this divithat of the forms and colours of the bark of sion results from the distinction which has every species of tree; and it is by a repeated been introduced into this kind of painting, series of observations, made in this season, between those compositions which seem that the landscape painter will learn to dis- to be only faithful portraits of scites existing tinguish, and to express the peculiar cha-in each country, of their productions, their

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his cardinals, with their sleek faces, their laced petticoats, and their long trains, for his wives; but was told he could not marry, though he had his troop of Hoossa's and Medjboobs, like our own Sultan: these however he keeps, not to guard his harem, but to sing in his chapel; and so dismally do they squall with their shrill pipes, that it is called a miserere. Finding Rome a very ruinous place, I was glad to leave it."

thoug callous to the sufferings of corrupt | This it at last attained;-and now, exulting out with gold cups and candlesticks, I took man, Providence still might listen to the supplications of untainted childhood, and grant to the innocent prayers of babes, what it denied to the agonizing cry of beings hardened in sin. Led by the Imams to the tops of the highest minarets, little creatures from five to ten years of age there raised to Heaven their pure hands and feeble voices; and while all the countless myriads of Cairo, | collected round the foot of these lofty struc- | tures, observed a profound and mournful silence, they alone were heard to lisp from their slender summits entreaties for Divine mercy. Nor did even they continue to implore a fertility, which no longer could save the thousands of starving wretches already in the pangs of death. They only begged that a general pestilence might speedily deliver them from their lingering and painful agony and when, from the gilded spires, throughout every district of the immense Masr, thousands of infantine voices went forth the same instant to implore the same sad boon, the whole vast population below with half extinguished voices jointly answered, so be it!"

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at the thoughts of the millions he should
make in a few hours, Emin took his keys,
and opened his vaults. But O horror, O
dismay! Instead of the mountains of golden
wheat he had accumulated, he only beheld
heaps of nauseous rottenness.
ging worm had penetrated into the abodes
fortified against famished man! A grub
had fattened on the food withheld from the
starving wretch! While the clamour of
despair resounded without, a loathsome in- "From Italy," continued the Bey,
seet had in silence achieved within the work where I saw nothing but priests and cara-
of justice. It had wrought Emin's punish-lier-serrantes, I went to France, where I was
ment in darkness, while his crimes shone in pestered by petit-maîtres and philosophers :
the light of heaven! The miser's wealth but they so often exchanged characters, that
was destroyed, the monster's hopes were all I could never tell which was which.
blasted! At the dire spectacle he uttered Strangely was my poor Turkish brain
not a word. He only a few minutes con- puzzled on discovering the favorite pastime
templated the infected mass with the fixed of a nation, reckoned the merriest in the
eye of despair; then fell,-fell flat on his world. It consisted in a thing called tra-
face upon the putrid heap. God had smit-gedies, whose only purpose is to rend the
ten him! On raising his prostrate body, life heart with grief. Should the performance
he fled. Like his corn, his frame was be- raise a single sinile, the author is undone.
come a mass of corruption!
Much however as I was hidden to cry, I could
not help roaring out with laughter, when I
saw a princess in a hoop three yards wide,
stick a huge pasteboard sword in her whale-
bone stays, for love of a prince with his
cheeks painted all over: but my bad taste
excited great contempt. One day they took
me to a representation of Turks; as if I had
not seen real ones enough. Luckily I did
not find them out for the fellow in the
feathered night cap I certainly would have
knocked down, for daring to travestie our
holy Prophet. The place called the Opera,
with its fine shew of dancing girls, pleased
me the most of any. The first time indeed
of my going there, on seeing a superb palace
crumble to picces, I thought there was an
earthquake, and ran out as fast as possible,
expecting the whole house to come down
about my ears: but by degrees I got used
to those things, no longer minded even the
whole stage being on fire, and, though I
could never think the shew before the scenes
otherwise than very tiresome, often thought
that behind them exceedingly pleasant."

Again returning to Constantinople, the narration embraces the wars of the Porte in Wallachia; but we must pass these over, and, as our penultimate extract, copy the description of parts of Europe from the mouth of Isaac Bey, a fashionable Turk, who travelled into Franquestan.

"The humble request God in his mercy granted. The plague followed the scarcity, and the contagion completed what the famine had begun. The human form was swept away from the surface of the land, like the shadows of darkness which the dawn The genteel Turk became the fashion in puts to flight. Towns, and villages, and Christendom, and every body wanted to see hamlets innumerable were bereft of their te- a Frenchified Moslemin, who eat an omelette nants to a man. The living became too few au lard, drank champaign, and wore a porto bury the dead. Their own houses re-trait of his Circassian mistress. mained their cemeteries. Where long strings of coffins at first had issued forth, not a solitary funeral any longer appeared. Hundreds of families, who had fled from famine to Syria, were overtaken by the plague in the midst of their journey, and with their dead bodies marked their route through the desert. Egypt, smitten by the two fold visitation, almost ceased to appear inhabited; and both plagues at last disappeared, for want of further victims to slay."

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In Arabia the hero of the tale performs pilgrimages to Alecca and Medina, and his views of these and other arabian customs are of the most attractive kind. Thence to Constantinople, Chio, (where his father dies before he can see his son), and again to Egypt, we with great delight follow the adventurer and a friend named Spiridion. At Cairo, the account of a miser's death forms a fit sequel to our preceding extract.

"The reader may remember the dreadful famine which I had left hanging over Egypt. Emin, on this occasion, was one of the provident. During the years of plenty he had laid by for those of want. But, like the ant, he laboured for himself, and cared not to share his savings with the idle. Though his granaries groaned under their loads of çoru, he saw unmoved the thousands of wretches who every day perished with hunger under their very walls. When the bodies of the sufferers choaked up the entrances of his store houses, he still refused to unbar their surly gates, until the corn had reached the exorbitant price fixed by his avarice.

It was entertaining enough to hear Isaac give an account of his journey. "Unaccustomed," said he, " as I was, to the shocking sight of men and women mixing in public, or posture-making exhibited otherwise than for hire, how did I stare, when, on my arrival in Christendom, I was taken to a ball at the house of a Bey. I thought little of the dancing. None of the females knew how to shake their hips; but their faces I liked, spite of their plastered heads. I went up to the one that led off, and watching my opportunity, slipped a purse into her hand. I "The French are all prodigious talkers; thought she would have boxed my ears, and but those who never ceased, were a sect every body turned up their eyes in astonish-called economists. They were for making ment, the lady being wife to the first Vizier. the country produce nothing but what might In my own mind the impropriety rested with be eaten: forgetting that men have eyes as herself: but the adventure made me cautious well as palates, and that if the former find how I spoke. Before the unsuccessful over-nothing to feed upon, the latter will conture, I had secretly destined three or four of sume double quantities,-were it only to kill the damsels present an apartment in my time,—and thus turn economy into waste. harem on the channel; unfortunately, one This I ventured to observe: but they shrugwas the daughter of the Reis-Effendi, the ged up their shoulders, and said I was a other the wife of the Cazi-Asker, and the Turk!" third the Spanish embassadress; so I only offered them a pinch of snuff.

"Being so near England I had a mind to visit London. My French friends-I mean "At Rome I went to see the grand Mufti of the female sex-all opposed the idea of of the Christians, who bears the same visiting those savage people, for no purpose title with our Greek papases. He appeared but to lose all my newly acquired good a very modest, well behaved, quiet gentle-breeding. "Life is not long enough," said man. His suite made more fuss about him Madame de Mirian, "to thaw the icy coldthan he did about himself. They dressed ness of their first reception. They will inand undressed him a dozen times in the mid-deed tell you, as they did me, that if your dle of the church, changed his caps, fed him, and sang to him. As I stood a good way from the table, which was richly decked

lungs can but stand their smoke a dozen years, you may be admitted to the honor of stirring their fire,--that is to say,—of find

soon it did his reason began to wander,
his filial affection retained its pristine hold of
his heart. It had grown into an adoration
of his equally doating father; and the mere
consciousness of my presence seemed to re-
lieve his uneasiness.

ing yourself at home in their chimney | except at my hands. Even when-as too
corner; but, in the mean time, if you dress
like themselves, you will be left to your own
meditations, and if you vary from them,
were it only in the width of your shoe-straps,
you will be stifled with impertinent curiosity:
to say nothing of their churlishness in not
admitting strangers otherwise than by sea,
and prohibiting all French articles!''

Had not my feelings, a few moments only
before, been those of such exceeding happi-
These last instances of ill breeding per-ness, I should not so soon perhaps have con-
suaded me and as I had a French article of || ceived great alarm: but I had throughout
which I was very fond, I stayed at Paris till life found every extraordinary burst of joy
the accession of my Imperial master made followed by some unforeseen calamity; and
me return home, and console myself for the my exultation had just risen to so unusual
pleasures I quitted by the honors which a pitch, that a deep dismay now at once
awaited me."
struck me to the heart. I felt convinced
that I had only been carried to so high a pin-
nacle of joy, in order to be hurled with
greater ruin into an abyss of woe. Such be-
came my anxiety to reach Trieste, and to
obtain the best medical assistance, that even
while the ship continued to cleave the waves
like an arrow, I fancied it lay like a log upon
the main. How then did my pangs increase
when, as if in resentment of my unjust com-
plaints, the breeze, dying away, really left
My an-

The third volume ranges through Egypt, Arabia, (among the Bedoweens, and Wahhab tribes,) Malta, Sicily, Italy, &c.; but we have no room for the particulars. Enough to say, that Anastasius has a son named Alexis, whom he recovers in Egypt after many dangers, and bears off in gladness and triumph to Europe. The loss of this child cannot be perused with a dry eye-we never read any thing more powerfully affecting; and with this pathetic stroke we take our leave of an author who has delighted us much, as his fancied hero does of all earthly enjoy

ment.

our keel motionless on the waters.
guish battled all expression.

In truth I do not know how I preserved
my senses, except from the need I stood in
of their aid :-for while we lay cursed with
absolute immobility, and the sun ever found
us on rising in the same place where it had
left us at setting, my child-my darling child

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In this way hour after hour and day after day rolled on, without any progress in our voyage, while all I had left to do was to sit doubled over my child's couch, watching all his wants, and studying all his looks,—trying, but in vain, to discover some amendment. O for those days!"-I now thought,"when a calm at sea appeared an intolerable evil, only because it stopped some tide of folly, or delayed some scheme of vice! At last one afternoon, when, totally exhausted with want of sleep, I sat down by my child in all the composure of torpid despair, the sailors rushed in one and all :-for even they had felt my agony, and doated on any boy. They came to cheer me with better tidings. A breeze had just sprung up! The waves had again begun to ripple, and the lazy keel to stir. As minute pressed on minute the motion of the ship, became swifter; and presently,-as if nothing had been wanting but a first impulse, we again dashed through the waves with all our former speed.

Every hour now brought us visibly nearer the inmost recess of the deep Adriatic, and the end of our journey. Pola seemed to glide by like a vision: presently we passed Fiume: we saw Capo d'Istria but a few minutes:-at last we descried Trieste itself! Another half hour, and every separate house became visible; and not long after we ran full sail into the harbour. The sails were taken in, the anchor was dropped, and a boat instantly came along side.

My cousin's letter had promised me a was every instant growing worse, and brilliant lot, and-what was better-my own sinking apace under the pressure of illness. All the necessary preparations had been pockets ensured me a decent competence. To the deep and flushing glow of a com-made for immediately conveying my patient The refinements of an European education plexion far exceeding in its transient bril- on shore. Wrapped up in a shawl, he was should add every external elegance to my liancy even the brightest hues of health, had lifted out of his crib, laid on a pillow, and boy's innate excellence, and, having my succeeded a settled, unchanging, deadly lowered into the boat, where I held him in self moderately enjoyed the good things of paleness. His eye, whose round full orb was my lap, protected to the best of my power this world, while striving to deserve the wont to beam upon me with mild but fervent from the roughness of the blast and the dashbetter promised in the next, I should, ere radiance, now dim and wandering, for the ing of the spray, until we reached the quay. my friends became tired of my dotage, remost part remained half closed; and, when sign my last breath in the arms of my child.roused by my address-the idol of my heart The blue sky seemed to smile upon my cheerful thoughts, and the green wave to murmur approbation of my plan. Almighty God! What was there in it so heinous, to deserve that an inexorable fate should cast it to the winds.

strove to raise his languid look, and to meet the fearful enquiries of mine, he only shewed all the former fire of his countenance extinct. In the more violent bursts indeed of his unceasing delirium, his wasting features some times acquired a fresh but sad expression. In the midst of my dream of happiness my He would then start up, and with his feeble eye fell upon the darling object in which cen- hands clasped together, and big tears rolling tered all its sweets. Insensibly my child's down his faded cheeks, beg in the most prattle had diminished, and had at last sub-moving terms to be restored to his home: sided in an unusual silence. I thought he but mostly he seemed absorbed in inward looked pale-his eyes seemed heavy, and musings, and no longer taking note of the his lips felt parched. The rose, that every passing hour-he frequently during the morning still so fresh, so erect on its stalk, course of the day moved his pallid lips, as if at mid-day hung its heavy head, discoloured, repeating to himself the little prayer which wan, and fading-but so frequently had he had been wont to say at bed time and at the billows, during the fury of the storm, rising, and the blessings I had taught him to drenched my boy's little crib, that I could add, addressed to his mother in behalf of his not wonder he should have felt their effects father. If,-wretched to see him thus, and in a severe cold. I put him to bed, and tried doubly agonised to think that I alone had to hush him to sleep. Soon however his been the cause-I burst out into tears which face grew flushed, and his pulse became fe- strove to hide, his perception of outward verish. I failed alike in my endeavours to objects seemed all at once for a moment to procure him repose and to afford him return. He asked me whether I was hurt, and amusement:-but though play things were would lament that, young and feeble as he repulsed, and tales no longer attended was, he could not yet nurse me as he wished; to, still he could not bear me an instant out-but promised me better care when he of his sight; nor would he take any thing should grow stronger.

I

In my distress I had totally forgotten the taint contracted at Melada, and had purposed, the instant we stepped on shore, to carry my child straight to a physician. New an guish pierced my soul when two bayonets crossed upon my breast forced me, in spite of my alternate supplication and rage, to remain on the jettee, there to wait his coming and his previous scrutiny of all our healthy crew. All I could obtain as a special favour was a messenger to hurry his approach, while, panting for his arrival, I sat down with my Alexis in my arms under a low shed which kept off a pelting shower. I scarce know how long this situation lasted. My mind was so wrapped up in the danger of my boy as to remain wholly unconscious of the bustle around, except when the removal of some cask or barrel forced me to shift my station. Yet, while wholly deaf to the unceasing din of the place, I could discern the faintest rumour that seemed to announce the approaching physician. O how I cursed his unfeeling delay: how I would have paved his way with gold, to have hastened his coming and yet a something whispered continually in my ear that the utmost speed of man no longer could avail.

Ah! that at least, confirmed in this sad persuasion, I might have tasted the heart-ren

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