in those parts which covet or would covet our manufactures, as soon as they become acquainted with them, exceeds 400 millions-nay, a greater number, for, we may say, all Asia and its Isles eagerly look after them. The field, therefore, is immense, and the returns are not only articles of the most valuable description, but such as our manufactures particularly require. In the East Indies, the demand for and sale of our cotton manufactures continue to increase. To the opening of that trade is to be attributed the knowledge which the nations have acquired of them. It is only within the last three years that these have become known in China, where they were received from the overstocked markets of India. The moment they arrived they were readily sold at "a considerable profit-a profit of importance." Cochin China also is a country amazingly populous, and which, being of the same manners, have the same wants as the Chinese. At present, however, it is little known, and must continue so to Great Britain, because only small vessels of 150 to 200 tons can approach the coasts with safety, until these become better known. The East India Company's ships are from 1000 to 1400 tons burthen, and no other British merchant ships are allowed to approach these parts. The Malay trade, a name given by the Americans to all the trade carried on in the seas east of India, is well known to be very lucrative. These countries produce in abundance the raw materials used in our manufactures, such as silk and cotton, a considerable quantity of which is also consumed in their internal manufactures. For the European and American markets, Cochin China produces cotton, raw silk, gold, &c. and the Eastern Isles supply coffee, pepper, rice, various spices, sugar, tortoise shell, mother of pearl, various gums, ivory, camphor, cassia, cinnamon, musk, some gold, &c. Amongst the articles chiefly wanted in those parts, and which we could readily supply, are, iron, (there is none in the Indian seas,) crystal, glass ware, carriages, &c. their cheapness, the British manufactures would supersede those of China in all the Eastern world. The Chinese carry on an extensive trade with those parts. Of the extent thereof some idea may be formed, when we are told that there are 40,000 Chinese, from the maritime provinces of that Empire, resident in Java, all of whom are engaged in mercantile affairs. cerns. From Our The whole trade of China is in the hands of the Hong Merchants. This is a body consisting of ten merchants, with powers and privileges similar to our East India Company. Without their advice the Chinese Government does nothing in mercantile conTheir support might easily be obtained. Interest would prompt them. trade in various branches of the cotton and woollen manufactures might be greatly extended in China, because, by means of water conveyance so general throughout that Empire, all these articles could be carried into the interior and northern Provinces, where they are much sought after, at two-thirds less expence than they can be obtained through Russia. Thus, at Kiatshka, what cost here 2s. or 2s. 2d. is there sold for 8s. or 9s.The same could be landed at Canton for 3s. Experience has shewn that gold and silver may be too dearly bought, and these metals are not the most valuable articles in course of trade. In every country these bear a high value. Bartering one commodity for another, particularly the manufactured for the raw material, will, in the present state of commercial relations with the eastern-we may say with every quarter of the world-be found the most profitable and eligible exchange. Thus, in the fur trade carried on by the Americans from the north-west coast to Canton, to dispose of these furs for specie, and to barter them for Chinese produce, according to the evidence of Mr Ellice, makes a difference in China of 25 per cent in favour of the latter mode, besides the profit which would be obtained upon those Chinese articles in the European or American market. It is to this trade by barter, that we look for the greatest extention of our commerce in all those parts of the world, and which can only render South America, particularly Lima and Chili, advantageous thereto. Thus, a vessel going round Cape Horn may adapt all or part of her cargo to the latter markets, from whence she obtains in return for so much of her cargo as is disposed of, copper and specie, abundant in these places, and the first of which articles is particularly valuable in the Indian and Chinese markets. On specie the profit is great, even from the difference of exchange. In Chili, the dollar is 4s. to 4s. 6d., but in Calcutta, by the exchange, it is worth 5s. 6d. With this specie cargoes can be bought in Canton and in India to suit the British, European, and American markets,-nay, even such cargoes as will suit Chili and Lima, should the vessel return by these places, though certainly the least profitable route. Besides a great trade, partly in specie and partly in barter, (the latter the greatest) can be, and is, carried on by vessels going from South America to Calcutta, with all the numerous islands which lie betwixt these places. From Buenos Ayres and Chili alone, the capital already annually employed in this trade to the eastern world, is about £300,000, exclusive of the proceeds arising from the sales of British goods in the former places, and which may be, and are, employed in the same trade. The trade from Peru will become much more valuable than that from either, or from both of the viceroyalties mentioned. the fiends of my dream were merely the captain and my wife, and who, it seems, had used the word salamander, why I know not. In a fit I most assuredly was, and our maid was despatched for a doctor. He came in a jiffy-having been fortunately in the street, cutting off a neighbour's thigh from the socket-and bled me copiously in the arm. This not only throws an air of probability over that part of the previous narrative, in which I describe myself as having in a trance lost an arm from the sweep of a scythe, but also throws, unless I greatly err, much light on the whole theory and practice of dreaming. After I had filled a wash-hand basin with excellent, warm, pure, ruddy blood, I was lifted up on a seat formed of the interlineation of all the fingers belonging to my wife, the maid, the parson, the captain, and the doctor; and, with one arm over the shoulder of the church, and the other over the shoulder of the profession, I was borne along the lobby, and carried up stairs, with the view of being deposited in the stranger's bed-room. But it was not made down; so I was brought back again down stairs to our own room, where I understand the procession met our little Tommy, with his finger in his mouth, crying lustily, on the supposition that his daddy was dead. Grief being catching, Mrs Davison had also begun to blubber; and being sensible, I presume, that she had been too violent in the dining-room scene, during which I had never spoken a word, she burst into tears, kissed me just as I was, and hid her lovely face in her husband's bosom. The reader, by referring to that part of the narrative which describes the impression made upon me during my intoxica tion, by this touching little incident, will not fail to admire the singular coincidence between those wild and strange feelings, and the character of the cause which produced them. Having seen me put to bed in my wife's night-gown, as aforesaid, (which ha ving been done rather violently, seemed to me like dashing me down on the pavement from a house-top,) the party left me, and went down stairs to take a check of supper. I had snored away for a couple of hours, till finding, I presume, from Mrs D. not being at my side, that something unusual had occurred, I reeled out of bed. A candle of about twenty to the pound had very considerately been placed in a bowl, and by its light, a large looking-glass, at which my wife admires her person, had reflected to me myself, standing in my wife's night-gown, which, I am sorry to say, bore testimony, by its sanguine hue, that I had been sick→ very sick, after having been put to bed. In my very natural fear of that ghost, I broke my wife's looking-glass into shivers, and cut myself considerably in the concussion. The noise brought the family up, one of whom immediately threw a basin of cold water in my face, which made me think of the Polar Sea; and after mutual explanation and reconciliation, I marched down stairs, somewhat muzzy, and took my jug of hot punch with the rest. I had a slight headach next day; but the bleeding did me great good. I never was better than at the moment of now writing to you. As to the Moral, it is too obvi ous to be overlooked; and therefore I leave the world to profit by it. Yours most sincerely, D.D. QUIP MODEST TO MR BARKER. In a Letter to Christopher North, Esq. DEAR SIR, BARKER has shewn so much good temper in his Retort Courteous, that it would be unfair if I hit him hard in return. I forgive him his little jets of spleen, such as his accusing me of slander, &c. in consideration of his having made an effort to laugh, which is very commendable in a man situated as he is. Besides, I am in a mask, and he, with more chivalry than pru dence, comes forth to the fight bareheaded, exposing his unhelmeted pate to the Andrew Ferrara of a champion whose brows are enveloped in the casque of Pluto. I shall not abuse his good faith; for whatever dog I may be, I am not so ruthless a bloodhound as his alarmed imagination depicts me. Nor am I the least angry with his quotations from old Caius, (whom I have read, and could quote too, if I were in the mood,) for I think them not destitute of fun, and quite well enough for a lexicographer; and my tranquillity is perhaps the more unruffled, in consequence of my perceiving that his hits, being all directed at Blomfield, do me no hurt. * With regard to my quotation from Persius, with which he waxes wroth, all I can say is, that I am sorry to see he labours under some unaccountable delusion, as to the common arrangement of a sentence; but I freely give up the false quantity in the line from Lucan. I can only allege in my defence, that it was the will of Messieurs the printers, to give diis for deis-an accident which will happen in spite of us, in the best regulated families; and I wish B. joy of his sharp, press-correcting eye. It is no mean qualification in a verbal critic. I did certainly see the notice to which he refers me, but was afraid he was forgetting his promise, and thought a refresher to his memory would be no harm. I am glad he appears after Christmas; till which time I must look a-head for other jaw-relaxing matter. For, with deference to his gravity, I see nothing undignifed in indulging in that inextinguish able laugh, which was not deemed unworthy of the tenants of Olympus, and, as Mr B. knows, is held, by the highest authority, to be one of the most distinctive propria of our species. There is something, I know not what, that strikes me as irresistibly comic about Alderman Wood, and that water-bladder, the shoy-hoy Waithman, as Cobbet politely calls him, and the much injured knight of Maria The resa, which, (and not any intention of connecting their politics with those of Barker, who is a loyal and honest Tory,) made me pitch on these three famous political W's. as prime butts for laughing at; nor is that general impression on my mind diminished by our friend Thes. comparing me most Plutarchically with Waithman, and panegyrizing the learning of that erudite star of Cockaigne. But he certainly is too clever in his hit upon the tragedies. For it is plain, my dear Christopher, that the tragedies I meant were not the doleful farces of Knightsbridge, &c. but the actual dramas of these droll gentlemen, commemorated by your hard-hearted correspondent, Sappho, in your last, "who, in old Drury, or in Covent Garden," made sport for me during last season. They were lovely in their lives, but alas! they are clean gone, The stroke of death did end their time, And cut them off just in their prime, as the tombstone poet has it-and memorial of them remains none, nor has any body arisen to supply their place, no one in fact, as yet, has put in his claim for the vacant situation of tragedyman, which certainly has diminished the quantity of " sportive matter" in this foggy city. As I have a P.S. as long as my letter to write, I shall conclude by assuring Mr B., that when I again go through Thetford, I shall call on him as he desires it, hoping that he will allow me thicker potations than Spa-water-of which, or indeed any other kind of water, I do not profess myself an amateur. I expect more magnanimous fluid. Thetford, I imagine, can supply some of that famous ἐκ τῶν κριθῶν πομαλειπόμενον & πολυ τῆς περὶ τὸν οἶνον ἐνωδίας ο κα λοῦσι ζύ Bov,† of which I take Mr Barker from his honest beer-barrel metaphors to be a patron, and which is, at all events, better than gripe-giving mineral water. If I should see his MS. before he commits it to the press (a thing not very probable just now,) I shall give him in return for his advice to me, a couple of admonitions.-1st. Not to teaze himself by answering jokes on Thes. or such mere trifles. He has a right to use that or any other intelligible abbreviation he pleases. If he think fit to shorten his own name to Mr Bark. or even to Mr Ba., I know of no act of parliament against it; but anxiously justifying such things, and quoting learned authorities, and writing whole pages about them, is ridiculous to the last degree. And, 2dly, Not to snarl so wickedly at Dr Blomfield, for every one sees the reason. We * I asked, “What was a petulanti splene cachinno to do ?" and he contends, that I should have included sum, as in the original. It would have been neat language if I had. "What is a I am a laugher to do?" Whatever may be the fashion of Thetford, I assure Barker, that such is not our mode in London. + Diod. Sic. never heard from Barker or Burges a word of the Doctor's plagiarisms or other misdemeanours, until he had roughly handled Thes. in the Quarterly Review. Hinc illæ lacrymæ. I have not looked into Burges's Supplices yet, but I must candidly confess, I do not think much of the article in the Classical Journal, to which he refers me to laugh at. The most laughable matter about them is, Burges's having the face to introduce with a strong panegyric, the following puff direct on himself by Dobree. "Neque silentio prætereundus Georgius Burges, vetus et probatus amicus, qui multa e codicibus excerpsit, et alia docte, ut solet, et utiliter admonuit."-[C. I. No. 42, p. 371. And a little higher up he calls himself" the Editor's (Dobree, editor of the Porsoni Aristophanica) learned friend, George Burges," which is droll enough beyond doubt. Let me, however, borrow a joke from G. B. as it is a good advice to E. H. B. Η Σκιδναμένης [κάρτ'] ἐν στήθεσσιν οργῆς Δεν πεφυλάχθαι γλῶσσαν ΜΑΨ-ΥΛΑΚΤΑΝ. Mr Barker, drive anger away from your breast, And let your unfortunate tongue be at rest. Angry quarrels between scholars do no good. How would Mr Barker like to be retorted on by Mr Bloomfield in the words of rare Ben?" What hath he done more than a base cur? Barked and made a noise; had a fool or two to spit in his mouth; but they are rather enemies of my fame, than me, those Barkers!" Wishing him nevertheless every success in the great work on which he is employed, I remain, dear Christopher, yours sincerely, A CONSTANT READER. P. S.-I wish to say a few words about the Classical Journal. B. says I was actuated by a peculiar motive, to pour out the vials of my wrath on that periodical. Not I indeed. I on ly panegyrized Mr Cæcilius Metellus, for his ingenuity in authenticating your first Hore Scandicæ, by parallel passages out of Euripides, Milton, Job, and Saint Paul, adding, what was perfectly true, that he was nevertheless a very respectable scholar, and possessed of some fun. The thing was very fairly and good-humouredly taken in the Classical Journal, where I was described as one of " the minor yEAWTOKOIH, in that Miscellany of Momus, Blackwood's Magazine." So far from wishing to disparage the Journal, I am a regular reader of it, and find always much to interest me in its pages. Sir W. Drummond's Essays are learned and ingenious. What Professor Dunbar writes, is always worth reading, in spite of the adverse criticism of your friend Hogg in the Tent. The Miscel lanea Classica, and Adversaria Literaria, are generally amusing; and there are many correspondents who write well on their several subjects. They had, for example, a good series of ar ticles in the late Numbers, on the Language and Literature of Cornwall. Besides, it is pleasant to have a place of refuge for the exercises of our Universities, which are sometimes-not often to be sure-worth reading for their own merits, but always deserve attention, as affording indices of the progress of classical learning among us. Of course the Journal has its Balaamitish contributors, ex. gr. Taylor the Platonist, and Bellamy the antiHebraist, who is a tremendous bore. How any body can give book-room to Taylor, I cannot conceive; but nevertheless you find him in almost every number, talking incredible nonsense. I take a random example. One of the numbers, containing Burges's assault on C. J. B. is before me, and in it we have from Taylor the following DIS"The COVERY OF A VERSE OF HOMER. following verse is ascribed by Proclus on the Timæus of Plato (p. 334.) to Homer, but is not to be found in any of the writings of that poet, which are now extant. The line is, * You see how merciful I am, in not translating uaλaurav literally vain Barker, or in not adopting the appellation conferred on him by poλagrios, and paraphrasing these lines of Sappho by the similar passage in Midas:— "Pray, Goody, please to moderate the rancour of your tongue." I recommend this parallelism to my friend Cæcilius. VOL. X. * Words marked * are not to be found in Thes. 4 E Bryan, W. Lowe and Co. Poultry, printers. Chandler, C. East Stonehouse, Devon, master ma riner. Chubb, W. P, Aldgate, chemist. Clifford, E. Chancery-lane, broker. Coutes, J. Weobley, tanner. Cowper, W. Liverpool, draper. Crump, J. Birmingham, money scrivener. Dicks, J. London-street, Tottenham Court Road, Dray, J. Great Windmill-street, Haymarket, dealer. Forbes, J. and Co. Oxford-street, chemist. Gelsthorp, J. Molyneux-street, Mary-le-bone. Germain, G. Commercial Road, Middlesex, mer- Gibson, T. jun. and Co. Liverpool, ship-bread bakers. Goodman, T. late of Witherley, Leicestershire, jobber in cattle. Gosling, G. Chesterfield, wine merchant. Green, G. and Co. Sheffield, edge tool manufac- Hall, T. Eagle-street, Red Lion-square, coach- Handsword, H. Winchester-street, merchant. Hart, J. Bradford, Wilts, shopkeeper. Haydon and Co. Welbeck-street, auctioneers. Humphries, I. Witham Priory, Somerset, inn holder. Ingram, T. Lower Thames-street, fishmonger. . Irving, N. Carlisle, innkeeper. Ketland, T. and Co. Birmingham, gunmakers. Kinner, W. and S. Notting Hill, stage coach pro prietors. Kippen, D. Lambeth, timber merchant. Lloyd, C. Thetford, bookseller. Murray, J. Sebirgham, Cumberland, dealer. Northcote, H. J. Lime-street, wine merchant. Parsons, T. Castle-street, Holborn, jeweller. Pool, W. Smith-street, Clerkenwell, coal mercht. Railston, J. North Shields, ship-owner. Rawlins, J. and Co. Leicester-square, tailors. Robinson, W. and Co. Worthing, common car- Saintmare, J. Jaques and Co. City Road, rectifiers. Savory, C. South Efford, Devon, limeburner. Sherwin, J. Burslem, ironmonger. Simister, J. and Co. Birmingham, button makers. Vincent, W. Stepney, ropemaker. Whitney, W. Ludlow, innkeeper. Wilkinson, J. Wapping, oil merchant. Wilson, J. S. and Co. Theobald's Road, coach makers. Wood, J. Birmingham, broker. Wright, J. Mill Wall, Poplar, anchorsmith. ALPHABETICAL LIST of SCOTCH BANKRUPTCIES, announced between the 1st and 30th November, 1821, extracted from the Edinburgh Gazette. Aitken, Andrew, manufacturer, Glasgow. chant in Edinburgh, now spirit-dealer and mer- Milroy, Adam, china, glass, and earthen-ware merchant, Edinburgh. Sinclair, James, merchant, Stromness. Smith, John, youngest, merchant in Aberdeen. Galloway, Robert, merchant, Dundee; a first dividend on 19th December. Hamilton, John, wright and builder in Lanark, Hardie, James, merchant, Glasgow; a dividend Turnbull, John, skinner and wool-merchant, Ga- |