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which contain fifteen additions and correc- | manager, because each fancies he is enti-
tions drawn up by him after the preceding tled to assume a different and a more im-
sheets were printed. In the advertisement portant character;-each wishes to shine,
at the beginning of this work, he promised and to excite applause, without caring whe-
further researches on the same subject, ther the whole piece be well or ill perform-
which will give his readers an additional ed. It is the duty of the Sovereign to
cause to lament his premature death. check this spirit, and to render the interests
nation at large."
Explication du Passage de Strabon, relatif of individuals subordinate to those of the
aux Edifices sacrées d'Heliopolis en

Egypte. "Because, Sire, it is the custom in France that only the Bridegroom gives the ring.' "Ah, ah," replied he, "that is good," and whispered in M. Pradt's ear, "But do you know why the women receive the ring? It is a custom founded upon an ancient Roman law, which ordains that all SLAVES shall wear rings; and as the women are our slaves, they ought to wear this badge of servitude!"

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From the MS. memoirs of General Rapp, it is related that Napoleon had sometimes played Vingt et un," in Schönbrunn, and having one night won a great deal, he shook a number of Napoleons d'or in his hand, and said, "The Germans are very fond of these little Napoleons, are they not?" Upon which Rapp answered very frankly, More than of the Great one.'

ANALYSIS OF THE JOURNAL DES SAVANS
FOR MARCH, APRIL, AND MAY.
(Concluded.)
Nouveau Voyage dans L'Empire de Flore.
Par I. L. A. Loiseleur de Longchamp,
&c. &c.

This is an elementary book on the agree-
able science of Botany, on the same plan as
another work published ten years ago,
which has gone through several editions;
but on account of the great progress that
has been made in Botany since that time,
it has required to be corrected, augmented,
and even wholly re-written.

The only part of this book which is new, is an attempt towards a new classification of plants, of the advantages or inconveniences of which learned Botanists alone can judge; as an elementary work, it will doubtless be useful to young people who apply to the study of Botany. The subjects discussed in it are treated of, says M. Tessier, in a perspicuous and intelligible man

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This Memoir was read in the Institute in 1814, and has been since revised. The subject is curious, though it has been often treated of. The object of M. Clavier is to shew with all possible precision, and thus to reduce to their true value of prestiges of which exaggerated or inaccurate ideas have hitherto been formed. For this purpose he has submitted to a new critical examination the facts already collected, and has added details less known, which he collected during his inquiries into the history of ancient Greece.

It seems that the author had not time to revise the last six pages of this volume,

This is a very interesting and learned origi-
nal article by M. Letronne, on the highly
important passage of Strabo, (Strab. XVII.
p. 1158, et 1159 ed. Almel.) in which he
gives a short description of the temple of
Heliopolis. M. Letronne observes, that
this passage must always be quoted when
we wish to describe the ruins of an Egyptian
temple, and has always been considered as
very difficult. The authors of the splendid
description of Egypt not having adhered
to the literal sense, have been led to draw
inferences from this passage which M. Le-
tronne considers as inadmissible, and has
therefore been induced to publish this ex-
planation of it. As the very numerous re-
ferences and Greek quotations, besides its
being accompanied by a figure, not to men-
tion its length, hinder us from giving the
whole to our readers, and it would be diffi-
cult to make an abridgment of it which
would be intelligible without the figure, we
must refer our learned readers to the ori-
ginal itself.

ORIGINAL CORRESPONDENCE.

SECRET LETTERS.
(Supposed to be written by Madame Bertrand.)
[Translation of Letter II. concluded.]

Thus he sermonized for an hour without

interruption, as though he had been bound

to make comments on Machiavel. 'Tis a

pity I cannot recollect more of his observations. With all his ingenuity, he certainly was unable to excuse some of the crimes laid to his charge; and he confessed that mere vanity induced him to compel foreign nations to be governed by his insignificant brothers: "I did so, not from any regard towards my brothers," said he, very frankly, "but I was flattered by the thought of seeing all Europe ruled by my own family. And, on the other hand, I was well convinced that my brothers (though bad enough, heaven knows) were just as good as the wise legitimates I had driven - some

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That I deny!' replied Mr. what rudely; and even allowing that there were some unworthy Sovereigns among their subjects, and the latter were willing to them, yet they were the countrymen of bear from them more than they would from foreigners-At all events, none was objectionable as your Jerome, for ex ample.'

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Why, certainly," said Napoleon, laughing, "I must confess he is nothing but a worn-out voluptuary. But then I placed him under the guidance of intelligent men, among whom was a celebrated historian, one of the few individuals that I stood in awe of."

And Joseph-?'

"Oh! say not a syllable against Joseph! he would have made a better King than any of the long line of Spanish sovereigns, whose very names are now buried in obli

He wanted only a little experience in the art of governing."

Well then, Lucien-?' "Only pardon his Heroic Poem, as I have pardoned his imprudent marriage, and Lucien has his good qualities too-though his obstinacy certainly used to vex me."

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Ah!' exclaimed Mr. —, he deceived us long enough. We thought him a gentleman.'

St. Helena, August 1816. One evening the conversation turned on the many cruelties which Napoleon had committed, concerning which Mr. expressed himself very freely. What astonish-vion. ed me most of all during this conversation was, that Napoleon admitted all the accusations brought forward against him, and even took the trouble to justify himself. He delivered a kind of lecture on the principles of government, and firmly maintained that cruelty was an indispensable requisite for a sovereign, and that the Prince who is not cruel should never be entrusted with the reins of government. "And so he is," continued Napoleon, "The principle," said he, "of raising" as good a one as you will fird either in the Sovereign above the law, is imposing England or Germany. I should wish to merely in sound; but, in reality, there is ask you one question, Sir! (addressing but one law for the Prince, namely, the himself to one of the German Commiswelfare of his subjects, and this law is very sioners, who had just entered the room,) often incompatible with the comfort of in- shew me the man in all Germany who did dividuals. How perplexing is the situation not cringe to me so long as I remained in of a Prince, when his subjects are each la- power!" bouring to promote only their own welfare; the Sovereign, on the contrary, is the only person in the whole kingdom who turns his attention to the general interest. The subjects of a State are like a company of players, who are dissatisfied with the

'Baron Stein,' replied the Commissioner.

“Ah! there's one, indeed!" said Napoleon, somewhat mortified; "but I wager you may search long ere you find a second. After the battle of Leipzig, indeed, they all

began to raise the hue and cry against me;
then every one had been a zealous patriot
from his birth;-then the political writers
turned as their interests dictated, and the
newspaper Editors dashed away the cup
of incense with which they had before
sprinkled me."
Now we are wandering from the point,'
said Mr. -.
You have other relations.
Murat, for example!'-
"Murat! Oh, the conceited coxcomb!
all his glory rested in his white plume."
And yet you made him King of Na-
ples?'

even all the native plants of St. Helena are
collected; or we wander beneath the shade
of Bamboos, in a garden which is thrown
open to the inhabitants. This garden is
planted with beautiful mangos, cocoa-nut
trees, date trees, baniams, &c.

ruins that were still visible. The Prussian government has had whole mountains of earth and rubbish removed, and the gigantic walls of the wonderful building are uncovered to their foundations, and restored to day. In these excavations there have been found, On the side of the town opposite Lad- as was to be expected, several articles der Hill, is a road which winds for the which throw a light on the interior arrangespace of three miles along the ridge of hills ment of the baths and their furniture. inclosing Rupert Valley. The road leads Among the former are the various chanto a plain, or rather a gentle eminence, onnels which seem, to have served to conduct the top of which a flag is fixed. This place the fire and water, and executed in the is called Longwood. The inhabitants most careful and accurate manner. They sometimes amuse themselves by fishing; are exposed to the curiosity and considerabut were we to enjoy this recreation, we tion of every body that passes. This is not should be surrounded by all the watch the case with the moveable articles, the boats, and stared at as though we were fragments of pans, vessels, and ornaments, Well, you cannot say that of all your some unknown animals. Walking on the discovered in the excavations. It is a pity sisters the Grand Duchess of Tuscany-coast is likewise unpleasant, for, except the that no suitable place has yet been found to "At least possessed the art of rendering Sand Bay, it is entirely covered with rough arrange these interesting discoveries for herself pleasing to men,” replied Napoleon, stones, which hurt the feet very much. public inspection. laughing. "But you do not mention brother Louis; he is a man after your own heart?"

"That was more for my sister's sake than for his, rely on it. She has more of the man in her than her husband."

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such domestic happiness would certainly have driven me mad. These every-day sort of men would soon have forgotten all the benefits I conferred on them, aud would have overwhelmed me with reproaches for their misfortune. Besides, they may still be of use to me in Europe. From the latest accounts in the Journals, I observe that my friends and relations have been freely permitted to fix their residence, some in France and some in other parts of Europe. They will not fail to intrique and to carry on secret correspondence, from Rome to Gratz, from Paris to Hungary. At first they will perhaps be closely watched, but time and money will soon lull to sleep. In short, this indifference to punishments, and respect for property God knows how acquired, seems to augur good."

In short, Caroline, I often wish I were one of the pyramids of rock which form a lofty group on the Southern side of the Island, and are distinguished by the name of Lot's Wife and Daughters. If looking towards our Gomorrha (I mean dear charming Paris,) could work such a transformation, I should long since have become the companion of Lot's wife. If some fortunate event do not speedily transpire, and if you delay much longer writing to me, I shall certainly put a Scorpion to my bosom (for we have plenty of them here,) and die the death of Cleopatra. Adieu!

ROMAN ANTIQUITIES.

LEARNED SOCIETIES.

On the 24th of June, the Royal Academy of Sciences, in Lisbon, held a public Session. Its proceedings were prefaced by a short discourse, pronounced by the Vice-President, the Marquis of Borba, one of the governors of the kingdom. The Secretary then made a statement of the labours of the Society, and of the memoirs which had been presented and read during the preceding year. Sebastian Francisco de Mendo Trigoso after

wards read a memoir on the five first editions of The Lusiad of Camoens. He was followed by Mattheus Valente de Conto, who read an introduction to a Memoir, which had gained a prize, relative to the programma of the Academy, upon the demonstration of rules given by Wronski, for the general reduction of equations. Joseph Maria Soares read a compendious statement of the General History of Medicine, from the beginning of the Portuguese monarchy: this statement is intended to form an introduction to his History of Medical Science in Portugal. Sebastian Francisco de Mendo Trigoso read a Memoir on the establishment of the Arcadia in Lisbon, and

Treves, 22d June. The Prussian government is engaged in the erection of very considerable works in the principal cities of its Rhenish provinces. At Coblenz, fortifications are raising upon three points, which will probably surpass in solidity and beauty every thing of this kind that the modern art of military architecture has produced. At Cologne, a similar work is began; and the old walls of that city, which are intended for a military depôt, are adapted, as far as possible, to the modern system of defence. Here, at on its influence in the restoration of PortuTreves, where the military objects are con- guese literature. The author of this Mefined to the building of barracks, the go-moir is Francisco Manoel Trigoso de Aravernment has turned its attention to the gam Morato. After these proceedings, Roman Monuments of the ancient city, for the academician Ignacio Antonio da Fonthe purpose of bringing them again to light. seca Benevides read an historical recapituThe Porta nigra, as it is called, in which lation of the labours of the Vaccine Instituthere was a church dedicated to St. Si- tion, in the course of the preceding year. meon, which was built in the middle ages, Time would not admit of the reading of stands now in its original purity, freed from other Memoirs, and the following were all extraneous additions. Of all the known therefore omitted:-One by Francisco Elias remains of Roman architecture, there are Rodrigues da Silveira, upon medical empiperhaps but few in better preservation than ricisin; another by Antonio de Aranjo Trathis remarkable edifice-the first on Ger- vassos, upon the means of abbreviating tyman ground! The barbarism of the pographical labour; and a third, by Conmiddle ages, too impotent to annihilate the stantino Botelho de Lacerda Lobo, on the majestic warm baths which adorned the unequal temperature of the solar rays, seTime, however, sometimes hangs hea- imperial Augusta Trevirorum, had covered parated by the prism. It appear that the vily on him; and, indeed, Caroline, we all with rubbish what could not be destroyed, following works were printed by the Acafeel dull occasionally. We have no diver-in order to conceal it from the observation demy within the last 12 months:-The fifth sity of amusements. We sometimes visit a of posterity. The inquisitive eye of a more volume of the Chronological Index of the wretched botanical garden, in which not enlightened age has not disregarded the Portuguese Laws and Edicts, by the Des

He frequently speaks in this unreserved way, when we are alone. He thinks it beneath his dignity to dissemble, and when we remind him that he formerly practised many ruses in order to lead the world astray, he says that he did so not from choice, but for the sake of promoting ultimate good. To us he has no concealments, and does not wish to appear better than he really is. He is far from thinking himself faultless; but he is convinced that he is one of the greatest men that ever lived, and that he

was born to wear a crown.

embargador (the Judge) John Peter Ribeiro a Treatise on the Practice of Medicine, by Joseph Pinheiro de Freitas Soares; and the second part of the third volume of the Memoirs of the Academy.-Times.

ARTS AND SCIENCES.

SCIENTIFIC MISCELLANIES.

A Mr. Robert Aiken, at Stranraer in Scotland, has discovered a new mode of curing Herrings, so as to prevent the yellow rust, and preserve the fish in its original whiteness. The same mode of curing is applicable to meat and butter, which remain amazingly fresh, and have a pleasant taste when submitted to this process.

Extensive serpentine veins and rocks of chromate of iron have been discovered in the Shetland Islands. From this ore several beautiful and very durable pigments are obtained, which are highly valued in the arts. Hitherto the market has been supplied from North America, but the abundance of it in Shetland will now form a valuable export from that island.

Captain Kater, after measuring the length of the pendulum, at Unst, in Shetland, intends doing the same in Norway, latitudes 70 or 71, and 65 or 66. These, with other experiments of a similar nature, at various places in Scotland, will be of great importance in determining the true figure of the earth, in which M. Biot has made so distinguished a progress.

The Guingéné Library at Paris is to be purchased, and duplicates sold to the amount of 1000l. to meet the expense. Between 3 and 40007. more is expected in 1819 for duplicates of Dr. Burney's Library. The number of visitors last year was 50,172.

ORIGINAL POETRY.

A DREAM OF OCEAN.

It was the evening of a summer day—
One of those days that, like a well-spent life,
End pure
and placidly—leaving behind
All glorious as the good man's retrospect.
A golden line reflected on the sea,
And I had stray'd that live-long summer day
Among the mighty columns Time hath strew'd
(Or earthquake, or the hissing thunderbolt)
On Dalriada's shore, where still thine eye
May mark wide ruins of a fane not built
With hands; entitled (in a Poet's page +)
The Giant's Causeway. At my feet the waves,
Like a coy girl, till others push'd them on,
Hanging suspended on the curl awhile,
Did bow their pearly coronets to kiss
The polish'd pebbles of a little bay
Beneath the rocks; where, on a couch of shells,
The drowsy booming of the languid wave
Stole like a spell upon me, and I slept—
Even as a weary Infant sinks to rest,
Hush'd by his Nurse's lullaby: The soul,
The soul slept not! but imp'd her rapid wing
Like an unhooded falcon-for, methought,
The pale young Moon shone beautiful above:
And while I gazed upon her ocean track
Of quivering silver (that did seem to reach
Over the waters to the edge of heaven)
Whereon the Dolphin-mounted Mermaids sport
Through the still night, a voice came o'er mine

ear

But 'twas a voice so exquisitely tuned
That sure I deem'd some wandering Angel wore
My native tongue with heaven's own harmony-
Beyond the Poet's skill:-and thus it said-
"Come, I will shew thee secrets of the deep!"
I look'd-and lo! a form far lovelier than
The daughters of the earth before me stood:
Upon the undulating wave her foot
Shone bright and buoyant: her transparent rohe
Blent with the moonbeam-shewing limbs

MOIRE METALLIQUE.--This article, in the Parisian manufacture, is produced with sulphuric acid, diluted in from seven to nine parts of water, and laid on the sheet of tin with a sponge or rag. The tin must be heated, so as to form an incipient fusion on the surface, when the acid is applied, and the crystallization or Moiré ensues; the latter phrase being borrowed from the word used to designate watered silk (Soie Moirée.) The citric acid, it is said, answers better than any other. By employing the blow-pipe before the acid, small and beau-No life-blood flow'd, for I might see sometimes tiful specks are formed on the tin.

The New Monthly Magazine mentions a patent by Louis F. Vallet, of Walbrook, for the manufacture of a new ornamental surface to metal or metallic composition. This is a variety of the crystallization of tin. It is laid on with a brush or sponge, and consists of 1 part sulphuric acid, and 5 parts water-the saine of nitric acid and water, each mixture separate; then 10 parts of the former united with one of the latter, and applied with a pencil, and repeated several times.

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The water-gleam shine through their symmetry:
And then I knew a spirit spoke with nie-
A spirit moulded to seem palpable.

And far beneath through ocean depths we dived,
Swift as the shell-drake-still respiring free,
As if an atmosphere encircled us.
I followed without effort, for my guide
Attracted with a load-star's influence;
And, with mysterious motion, drew me on
Through the cold waste of fluid emerald.

Down, down we glided-and the moonbeam
glanced

From a green sky above-trembling as though
It feared to lose itself in those vast depths:
The ocean-snake wound on his volumed coil

THE BRITISH MUSEUM.-Receipts for In beauty instinct shrank from: th' Leviathan,
the year ending 25th March 1818:
Floating between us and the surface, flung
L. 12,455 12 5
Expenditure, same period 11,724 9 1

Balance 731 3 4

* Ancient name of the county of Antrim.
+ Dr. Drummond, of Dublin, author of The
Giant's Causeway, and other poems.

Turn'd

up

A downward shadow, like the thunder-cloud;
And, while he past, the slow-returning light
Came as another dawning. Myriad shoals
Hosts of the marshall'd ocean) swimming on,
their silver sides with a swift gleam,
Taking the light they scatter'd back again,
Like sunshine on a serried field of spears:
The Dolphin chased the Flying-fish; and aye,
With each pursuing dart, a gush of hues
Stream'd from his sides-raying the wave, as if
His colours mingled with it: and beneath
On golden sands, islands of shells were piled
Of every shape and dye, from those whereof
The Sea-nymph's car is fashioned, even to those
She braids the glory of her locks withal.

We won the roots of ocean!
A rock of virgin crystal heaved in front,
O'er whose steep side, like tendrils o' the vine,
The crimson coral traversed; and between
Hung grapes of clustering pearl. My guide look'd
back

Upon the wing, and smiling, pointed out
A cell in the transparent cliff, such as
Some Nereid might inhabit, garlanding
Her brow with sea-cull'd flowers-" And soon,"
she said,

"Thy pilgrimage shall end." We entered then,
Treading a floor of tesselated gems,
Whereon the ruby, opal, amethyst,

Did blaze like stars in dazzling marquetry:
The burning carbuncle, the sapphire blue,
And full in front an inner porch flung back
Its valves of mother pearl, inviting us
To try that shining path,
Cut onward through the self-illumined stone.

"Attend! (if that indeed thine ear may brook
To hear what mortal hath not heard) while I
Do tell thee deep and aweful mysteries:-
The impulse of the winds-the hidden laws
Which bind the deep in fealty to the Moon-
Of wonders they shall see (but never tell)
Who storm the icy barriers of the Pole:-
Of lightnings-spirits that shoot from cloud to
cloud

(But woe to him they brush with passing wing!)
And lift the curtains of the horizon up
To give ye glimpses of another world;
That be in lineament as scraphs are:
Heaven's thunder-voiced ministers-to man
Invisible, through mere excess of light.
Relate of high intelligences, who
Dwell in this ocean Paradise (as ye
In Eden's rosy bowers might still have dwelt)
Beings coeval with the stars, who mock'd
The first bright blush of day, when the dread

voice

Pronounced, "Let there be light-and there was
light!"

And saw the mountain tops leap up to meet
The joyful sallies of the new-born sun.
Behold! this sky-like dome of adamant
(Each pillar's shadow ranged beneath its cope
Would hide Earth's loftiest alp) supports the
weight
Of ocean's vast

O, mercy, mercy, heaven!
A mighty rush of waters-and above
The diamond dome is shatter'd; piecemeal fall
(As fell the temple of the Philistine)
Its thousand jasper columns: sore distress'd
1 gazed around for succour-none was nigh;
My guide had vanished! and as the ruin
Hurl'd headlong down to crush me like a worm-
With a convulsion of the heart—I woke.
O, what a change was here! for quietness
Breathed around: yet right beneath my feet
There play'd a circling dimple on the wave,
As one had, even at that moment, dived;

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To the Author of the beautiful lines signed Helen, (Literary Gazette, No. 77.)

I've whirl'd o'er leagues of plain and hill,
And like its gusts have swept the sea,
Yet one deep dream is on me still,
Sweet Helen, it is all of thee.

Back wings the heart, plain, hill, and tide,
And loves, and lingers at thy side.

I see thee give the parting flower,

Whose very touch was like a spell;
And startle at its sudden power,

When deadly paleness on me fell;
And see thy guileless beauty bend
In blushing pity o'er thy friend.

My simple Helen! How that heart

Shall feel!-once conscious that it feels, What crimson to thy cheek shall dart

When the first vision o'er it steals, What tears shall weep Love's madness, folly, Thou child of Love and Melancholy.

I've seen it in that eye of blue,

Wild wandering over earth and sky, I've seen it in that cheek's deep hue, When some sublimer fantasy Wrought in thee like an infant Muse: But these were passion's tears and hues.

I've seen thee press the rose to lips

That might have given it richer red,
And where the western sunbeam dips
His radiance, gaze till all was fled.
Helen! when once thy hour is nigh,
Thy lot is bliss-or misery.

Who tells thee this? A silent one,
Who loved thee, as thou lovedst the flow'r,
With passion to himself unknown,

And hovered round thee hour by hour,
And saw thee but a lovely child,
Nor woke till all his soul was wild.

Child as thou wert-yet didst thou ne'er Think who he was that loved thee so? Did thy heart never thrill, to hear

His tone, so strange, and sad, and low? The glance so raised, so sunk again; Was not the fearful secret plain?

Yet I have torn myself from thee!

This hour the surge is at my feet, That bears me, ah, how gloomily!

Where thou and I shall never meet! Aye, 'tis a fitting hour to tell The heart's deep history.-Fare thee well! Liverpool, August 3.

THE BACCHANALIAN TO SLEEP.

SLEEP, while I own thy ponderous sway,
I do not live; my time is sunk :
Take then the debt I'm forced to pay,

But take it after I am drunk.*

How different is the anecdote of the Empress Maria Theresa! A short time fore this great Princess drew her last breath, she lay in a kind of lethargy, with her eyes closed; and one of the ladies, her attendants, being questioned respecting the health of her imperial mistress, answered, "Her Majesty appears to be asleep." 'No,'

said the Empress, I could go to sleep if I would, but I feel my last hour approach, and it shall not overtake me in my sleep.'

Softly approach, like evening's shade;
Fly quickly, like a parting breath;
For life too short for wine was made,
To waste with thee,-Image of Death.
EWIN.

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After waiting an hour at the Mount for an old Officer returned from India, whom I had not seen for many years, I was proceeding across Bond Street, full of my disappointment, and looking back to the days of our childhood, when first our intimacy commenced. Filled with these melancholy pleasing thoughts, I was almost stunned by the cry of, Hoy! I turned round, and perceived a Groom advancing towards me on horseback, and a curricle coming on me at the rate of nine miles per hour. The female charioteer pulled up with difficulty; and, in doing so, quite altered the lines of a very comely countenance, for all was tugging

and muscular exertion.

I was now just out of the line of danger, and the vehicle was abreast of me, when the other Groom touching his hat, and the lady recognizing me and smiling, I perceived that it was Lady, one of my best friends, who had nearly run over me. She apologized, was quite shocked, but could not conceive how I could be so absent; and, lastly, laid the blame on her horses, observing, that they had had so little work of late, that they were almost too much for her. A few civilities passed between us, with the usual barometrical and thermometrical observations of an Englishman, which are his great auxiliaries in conversation, and we parted.

During our short colloquy, one of her

beautiful horses became what she called fidgetty, for which she promised to pay him off in the Park. The other, at starting, shewed symptoms of great friskiness, for which she gave him a few dexterous cuts, distorting, in a small degree, her features at the same time, as much as to say, "Will you? I'll be your master (not mistress, there is no such term in coachmanship yet;) I'll teach you better manners; I'll bring you to a sense of your duty" or something to that purpose.

I turned about, to view her as she went along. She had a small round riding-hat on; she sat in a most coachmanlike manner, handled her whip in a very masterly style, and had, altogether, something quite gentlemanlike in her appearance. She was going at a bold and brisk trot; and, as she passed her numerous acquaintances, she was SO intent upon the good management of her reins, and her eyes so fixed upon her high-mettled cattle, that she gave a familiar, knowing, sideway, nod of her head, very similar to what I have seen stage coachmen, hackneymen, and fashionable Ruffians,their copies,give a brother Whip, passing on the road, or when they almost graze another's wheel, or cut out a carriage, when they are turning round, with a nod, which means, "There's for you, what a flat you must be!"

This led me to general reflections on female charioteers in general. And, first, to acquire any talent, it is necessary to learn the art. How is the knowledge of driving obtained by the fairer sex?

If a lady take the reins from her husband, her brother, or her lover, it is a strong emblem of assuming the mastery. If she have no courage, no muscular strength, and no attention to the domination and guidance of her studs, she becomes no driver, no whip, and runs the risk of breaking the neck of self and friends daily. If she do excel in this study, she becomes, immediately, masculine and severe : she punishes, when occasion requires, the animals which come under her lash, assumes a graceless attitude, heats her complexion by exertion, loses her softness by virtue of her office, runs the risk of hardening her hands, and may perchance harden her heart-at all events, she gains unfeminine habits, and such as are not easily got rid of.

If she learn of the family coachman, it must be allowed that it is not likely that he should give her any peculiar grace, nor teach her any thing polite. The pleasure of his company, whilst superintending her lesson, cannot much

improve her mind; and the freedom of these teachers of coachmanship may prove offensive to her, which a gradual loss of feeling, done away by the pride of excelling as a Whip, can alone render palatable.

upon an emergency, prove useful, I
admit, but His Grace, as well as all fe-
male charioteers, must excuse me from
considering them as any way orna-
mental.

its real worth, makes it so brilliant, and so eminently valuable.

Thus it is with woman: every thing which tends to divest her of the asperity and ruggedness of the inferior part of To return to my female driving friends. our sex, augments her attractions: every When the accomplishment of driving A certain fair daughter of green Erin thing which can assimilate her to the is acquired, what does it tend to? A used formerly to drive me out in her harshness of man, despoils her of her waste of time, a masculine enjoyment, curricle: She is a perfect whip; and has, richest ornaments, and lowers her in our and loss of (I will not say moral, but) from conversing so much on the sub-estimation. I remember once passing a feminine character-of that sweet, soft, ject, and from seeing so much stable lady in the King's Road, one of whose and overpowering submission to and de-company, assumed a tone, an attitude, outriders had dismounted, and was adpendance on man, which whilst it claims and a language, most foreign to her justing something about the reins, whilst our protection and awakens our dearest sex. Driving one day in the Circular the other was holding his horse behind. sympathies, our tenderest interests, en- Road, near Dublin, her horses pulled ed to be her instructor in the art of The Lady, and the Groom, who appearchants, attaches and subdues us. I have known ladies so affected by an coachmanship, had much conversation inordinate love for charioteering, that it respecting the cattle. The latter said, "Give him his hiding, my Lady, and has completely altered them, and they at last became more at home in the don't spare him." To which, she elestable than in the drawing-room. The gantly replied, D-n the little horse.' This gave the finishing confirmation to very lady in question is so different when dressed for dinner, that her driving-dress my former opinion. is a complete masquerade disguise, which I should never wish to see her in, and which certainly is not calculated to captivate a lover, nor to gain a husband, unless the latter be a slave, who gives

the whip-hand to his lady.

I now began to recollect the female Whips of my acquaintance; and I found that I never could esteem one of them. A certain titled lady, who shall be nameless, since she is no more, used to excel in driving four milk-white horses in hand. Her face was a perfect enamel, something like china, from the paint which she used; and to see the thong of her whip fly about the leaders, to behold her gather up her reins and square her elbows, was the delight of the ostlers and hackney-coachmen about town, who nevertheless spoke very lightly of her at the same time. I confess that she became a complete object of disgust to myself, and to many thinking men of my acquaintance. She used frequently to drive out a male relation, which made the picture still more preposterous in my eyes; whilst the very praise of the lower classes alluded to, sunk her in my esti

mation.

And why do coachmen and pugilists, grooms and jockeys, praise the superior ranks of society for excelling in driving, in boxing, in horse-racing, or in riding like post-boys? Because it reduces the highest to the level of the lowest, because (to adopt their own expression, so often made use of by the bargemen on the Thames, towards a certain Duke) he's not proud, he is just like one of us, he can tug at his oar, smoke and drink beer "like a man," aye, and take his own part. That such qualities may,

very hard, and would have blistered
common fingers, but, protected by the
stiff York tan, and hardened by the ma-
nagement of the whip, she stood up and
punished them, crying, "I'll take the
shine out of you before I have done with
you!" then " keeping them up to their
work," as she called it, and fanning fu-
riously along, she exultingly exclaimed,
all in a heat and flurry herself, There,
and be (I looked thunder-struck)
be hanged to you!" concluded she,
smiling at me, and resuming her sang
froid.

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A Commoner's lady was my third
driving acquaintance: She was very bold;
given to the joys of the table; got
lightly spoken of as to reputation; and,
after all, overturned herself once, and
broke her arm. My inquiries as to the
character of the other celebrated female
Whips, have not obtained any informa-
tion which could change my opinion as
to the advantages of a lady's becoming
a good Whip. It militates against the
softness, the delicacy, the beauty, and
attractions, of the sex.
I would ask any
amateur, the greatest possible admirer
of lovely woman, whether, her com-
plexion being heated, her lips dry, and
her features covered with dust, as she
returns from a horse-race or from
morning drive, are circumstances of im-
provement to her in any way?

that these vulgarities are not general in I know that it will be objected to me, high coachwomen, and that they are not necessary; but to this I beg leave preposterous, and that if on the one to answer, that their very existence is hand these vices are not absolutely a part of coachmanship, coashmanship or charioteering is not at all necessary to a woman's accomplishments, nor even to

her amusement.

THE HERMIT IN LONDON.

BIOGRAPHY.

MISS POPE.

Miss Pope, whose decease at Brompton we announced in our last Number, was born

in Russell Street, Covent Garden, where her father resided many years; from thence she removed to Great Queen Street, Lincoln's-Inn Fields, to reside with her brother, a dancing master of great respectaability, where she continued till his death. Long before her entrance on the stage, she was considered as the droll of her acquaintance. Her dramatic life commenced in the earliest period of her youth, and her pateel Comedy, at length consented that she rents perceiving her exquisite turn for genshould appear on the stage. At this time she was introduced to the sagacious Garrick, who at once appreciated her rising merit; and, in order to bring her forward, got up some pieces which he intended should be performed by a juvenile company, selected from the most promising candidates for theatrical fame in his nurLethe she added much to her reputation; sery of dramatic genius. In the fine Lady in but in Lilliput, her skill in the dance rendered her at once the most distinguished among the fairy group. She also contributed, by her magic powers, much to the

I doubt if our forefather Adam could have been captivated with Eve, had she appeared to him either in a dream, or in coarse reality, with a masculine expression of countenance, and with a fourhorse whip in her hand; nor was it ever intended that "those limbs, formed for the gentler offices of love," should be displayed behind prancing coach-horses, with an unwieldy whip in one hand, and a gross mass of leather in the other. The very diamond itself is scarcely seemly, when clad in its rough coat of earth, and of uncouthness: 'tis the high polish which it receives, which displays its hidden lustre, and which, reflecting

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