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a fair time, overtook her on horseback, and that when she a life of unsullied integrity, died in Nov. or Dec. 1791, at asked him to take her up, answered gaily, “That I will, the age of nearly fourscore. My respectable friend, Mr. Helen, if you can ride au inch behind the tail.” The levity Walker, found her residing as a cottier on the farm of of this answer offended her greatly, and from that moment Clouden, when he entered it, upwards of forty years ago, she cast the recreant from her heart, and never, as she con. was exceedingly kind to her when she became frail, and fessed, loved again.
even laid her head in the grave. Up to the period of her I regret that I am unable to fix the exact date of the prin- last illness, she corresponded regularly with her sister, and cipal incident in Helen Walker's life. I believe, however, received every year from her a cheese and “pepper cake," that it occurred a few years previous to the more lenient portious of which she took great pleasure in presenting to law anent child murder, which was passed in 1736. At her friends and neighbours. The exact spot in which she this time her sister Tibby, who was considerably younger, was interred was lately pointed out in Irongray church. and a comely girl, resided in the same cottage ; and it is yard—a romantic cemetery on the banks of the Cairn—and not improbable that their father, a worthy man, was also though, as a country woman said, there was nothing to alive. Isabella was courted by a youth of the name of distinguish it “ but a stane ta'en aff the dyke.” Waugh, who had the character of being rather wild, fell a This, some of our readers need not be told, is the original victim to his snares, and became pregnant, though she ob- JEANIE Deans: a character too noble to be invented : it stinately denied the fact to the last. The neighbours, how- belongs to nature and religion ; and Sir Walter Scott has done ever, suspected that a child had been born, and repeatedly -himself great honour in adopting and embellishing it. For urged her to confess her fault. But she was deaf to their the particulars of her story, given above, we are indebted to entreaties, and denied all knowledge of a dead infant, which Mr. M‘Diarmid of Dumfries. A few more incidents we was found shortly after in the Cairn, or Clouden. The cir- may take from the letter of Mrs. Goldie to Sir Walter. cumstance was soon bruited abroad, and by the directions 'The Christian heroism of this poor woman's character had of the Rev. Mr. Guthrie, of Irongray, the suspected person, so powerfully struck this lady, that she anonymously com. and corpus delicti, were carried before the authorities for municated to the Baronet the facts of which he has made examination. The unnatural mother was committed to such admirable use. prison, and confined in what was called the “ thief's hole," Her communication was in these words: in the old jail of Dumfries a grated room on the ground
“ I had taken for summer lodgings a cottage near the old floor, whither her seducer sometimes repaired and conversed
Abbey of Lincluden. It had formerly been inhabited by a with her through the grating. When the day of trial ar- lady who had pleasure in embellishing cottages, which she rived, Helen was told that “a single word of her mouth found perhaps homely and even poor enough; mine, therewould save her sister, and that she would have time to re-fore, possessed many marks of taste and elegance unusual in pent afterwards;" but trying, as was the ordeal, harassing this species of habitation in Scotland, where a cottage is the alternative, nothing could shake her noble fortitude, literally what its name declares. her enduring and virtuous resolution. Sleep for nights filed from her pillow : most fervently she prayed for help and Abbey before mentioned; some of the highest arches were
“ From my cottage door I had a partial view of the old succour in the time of need ; often she wept till the tears refused to flow, and her heart seemed too large for her land which led down to the ruin, and the strange fantastic
seen over, and some through, the trees scattered along the body ; but still no arguments, however subtlono, en- shapes of almost all those old ashes accorded wonderfully treaties, however agonizing—could induce her to offend her well with the building they at once shaded and ornamented. Maker by swerving from the truth.
“ The Abbey itself from my door was almost on a level Her sister was tried, condemned, and sentenced to be with the cottage ; but on coming to the end of the lane, it executed at the termination of the usual period of six weeks. The result is well known, and is truly as powerfully set at the foot of which run the clear waters of the Cluden,
was discovered to be situated on a high perpendicular bank, forth in the novel. Immediately after the conviction, Helen where they hasten to join the sweeping Nith, Walker borrowed a sum of money, procured one or more letters of recommendation, and, without any other guide
“ Whose distant roaring swells and fa'd.” than the public road, began to wend her way to the City of As my kitchen and parlour were not very far distant, I one London a journey which was then considered more for-day went in to purchase some chickens from a person I midable than a voyage to America is in our day. Over heard offering them for sale. It was a little rather stouther best attire she threw a plaid and hood, walked bare looking woman, who seemed to be between seventy and footed the whole way, and completed the distance in four- eighty years of age ; she was almost covered with a tartan teen days. Though her feet were “sorely blistered,” her plaid, and her cap had over it a black silk hood, tied under whole frame exhausted, and her spirits sadly jaded, she the chin, a piece of dress still much in use among elderly found it impossible to rest until she had inquired her way women of that rank of life in Scotland ; her eyes were dark, to the residence of John, Duke of Argyle. As she arrived and remarkably lively and intelligent. I entered into conat the door, his Grace was just about to step into his carriage, versation with her, and began by asking how she main. and as the moment was too critical to be lost, the heroic pil- tained herself, &c. grim presented her petition, fell upon her knees, and urged “ She said that in winter she footed stockings, that is, its prayer with a degree of earnestness and natural elo- knit feet to coúntry people's stockings, which bears about quence, that more than realized the well-known saying of the same relation to stocking-knitting that cobbling does 6 snatching a grece beyond the reach of art.” Here again to shoemaking, and is of course both less profitable and less the result is well known ; a pardon was procured and des-dignified ; she likewise taught a few children to read, and patched to Scotland, and the pilgrim, after her purse had in summer she whiles reared a few chickens. been replenished, returned home, gladdened and supported “ I said I could venture to guess from her face she had by the consoling thought, that she had done her duty with never been married. She laughed heartily at this, and out violating her conscience. Touching this great chapter said, ' I maun bae the qucerest face that ever was seen, in her history, she was always remarkably shy and re-that ye could guess that. Now, do tell me, madam, how served ; but there is one person still alive who has heard ye cam to think sae?" I told her it was from her cheerful her say, that it was through “the Almighty's strength" disengaged countenance. She said, 'Mem, have ye na far that she was enabled to meet the Duke at the most critical mair reason to be happy than me, wi' a gude husband and moment-a moment which, if lost, never might have been a fine family o’ bairns, and plenty o' every thing? for me, recalled in time to save her sister's life.
I'm the puirest o'a' puir bodies, and can hardly contrive Tibby Walker, from the stain cast on her good name, to keep mysel' alive in a' the wee bits o' ways 1 hae tell't retired to England, and afterwards became united to the ye. After some more conversation, during which I was man that had wronged her, and with whom, as is believed, more and more pleased with the old woman's sensible con. she lived happily for the greater part of half a century. versation, and the naivete of her remarks, she rose to go Hler sister resumed her quiet rural employments, and after | away, when I asked her name. ller countenance suddenly
VERSES FOR THE YOUNG.
clouded, and she said gravely, rather colouring, My name is Helen Walker; but your husband kens weel about
“ In the evening I related how much I had been pleased, and inquired what was extraordinary in the history of the poor woman. Mr. said, there were perhaps few more remarkable people than Helen Walker. She had been left an orphan, with the charge of her sister considerably younger than herself, and who was educated and maintained by her exertions. Attached to her by so many ties, therefore, it will not be easy to conceive her feelings, when she found that this only sister must be tried by the laws of her country for child-murder, and upon being call. ei as principal witness against her. The counsel for the prisoner told Helen, that if she could declare that her sister had made any preparations, however slight, or had given her any intimation on the subject, that such a statement would save her sister's life, as she was the principal witness against her. Helen said, 'It is impossible for me to swear to a falsehood; and, whatever may be the consequence, I will give my oath according to my conscience.'”
The sequel is already known.
Mrs. Goldie endeavoured to collect further particulars of Helen Walker, particularly concerning her journey to London, but found this nearly impossible ; as the natural dignity of her character, and a high sense of family respect. ability, made her so indissolubly connect her sister's disgrace with her own exertions, that none of her neighbours durst ever question her upon the subject. One old woman, a distant relation of Helen's, and who is still living, says she worked a harvest with her, but that she never ventur. ed to ask her about her sister's trial, or her journey to London;' Helen,' she added, ' was a lofty body, and used a high style of language.' The same old woman says, that every year Helen received a cheese from her sister, who lived at Whitehaven, and that she always sent a liberal portion of it to herself or to her father's family. This fact, though trivial in itself, strongly marks the affection subsisting between the two sisters, and the complete conviction on the mind of the criminal, that her sister had acted solely from high principle, not from any want of feeling, which another small but characteristic trait will further illustrate. A gentleman, a relation of Mrs. Goldie's, who happened to be trarelling in the north of England, on coming to a small inn, was shown into the parlour by a female servant, who, after cautiously shutting the door, said, "Sir, I'm Nelly Walker's sister !'_thus practically show. ing that she considered her sister as better known by her high conduct, than even herself by a different kind of celebrity.
Mrs. Goldie was extremely anxious to have a tombstone and an inscription upon it, erected in Irongray churchyard. This Sir Walter did before he went abroad.
THE WOOD MOUSE.
That pretty little thing,
Or by the forest spring ?
And it is small and slim ;
Within the forest dim. 'Tis a timid, gentle creature,
And seldom comes in sight; It has a long and wiry tail,
And eyes both black and bright. It makes its bed of soft, dry moss,
In a hole that's deep and strong ;
The dreary winter long.
It knows when Howers are springing ;
When the nightingale is singing.
The wood-nouse plays below;
where the beech and chestnut gro.se He sits in the hedge-sparrow's nest,
When its summer brood is fled; And picks the berries from the bow
of the bawthorn overhead. And I saw a little wood mouse once,
Like Oberon, in his hall;
Sit under a mushroom tall.
All under the forest tree,-
And he ate it heartily.
It did my spirit good,
Thus eating in the wood.
Those creatures weak and small :
By Him who cares for all."
THE PUIR MAN'S BAIRN. The poir man's bairn-the puir man's bairn,
She has muckle in her lifetime to thole and to learn ; Sbe maun bruick-she maun cruick-like the larch on the lea;
But God's blessing on the head o' the puir man's bairn. The pair thing had an e’e, like an angel's, meek and mild,
But when feeling lit it up, it would glisten like the Erne; When I censured, she was frozen, but I praised her and she
smiled Oh, blessings on the head o' the puir man’s bairn. Oiz, she had a cheek wad ha'e charm'd even a saint,
And a look wad ha'e softened the hard heart o' airn; And Virtue, the whole she could spare her, bad lent,
And Beauty kiss'd the cheek of the puir man's bairn. The phir man's bairn bides the scorn and the scaith,
And het WEE BIT PENNY FEL taks a lang time to earn ; She has little to expect frae our cauld hearts aneath
There's a better place aboon for the puir man's bairn.
THE WEAVER'S SONG.
BY BARRY CORNWALL.
The shuttle athwart the loom,
That hare beauty, but no perfume !
The lily, that hath no spot ;
Sing,—sing, brothers ! weave and sing !
"Tis good both to sing and to weave : 'Tis better to work than live idle :
"Tis better to sing than grieve. Weave, brothers, weave! Weave, and bid
The colours of sunset glow!
Let beauty about you blow!
And your hands both firm and sure,
So,-sing, brothers, &c.
But toil is the lot of men ;
One soweth the seed again. There is not a creature, from England's King,
To the peasant that delves the soil, That knows half the pleasures the seasons bring If he have not bis share of toil !
So,-sing, brothers, &c.
COLUMN FOR THE LADIES.
Previous to the great political convulsion which impose
other duties upon her, life glided happy and cheerfully on, in STAGNATION OF MARRIAGES.
the midst of youthful pleasures, and those serious studies towards Looking around this town, and recalling days of " auld which her caste inclined ; but the explosion of the 29th Nov. lang syne," who can fail of being struck with the number of 1830, disturbed this quiet and uniform existence. Claudia lovely women that year after year have passed through the or- Potocka was then residing in the Grand Duchy of Posen. The deal of a season without advancing one step towards the hyme- first appeal of their native country was received by the youth of neal altar? And who, seeing these things, can fail of being this ancient province, with a universal burst of enthusiastic convinced that society, as at present constituted, is not what sympathy. Notwithstanding the threats of the King of Prussia, it ought, or what it was intended to be ? In former days our and in defiance of the Ukases of the Muscovites, thousands of homely ancestors sought the bosom of their families for that re- courageous citizens passed the frontiers to the support of their creation which modern youth roam abroad in quest of. Mar- brethren in arms. Foremost in the ranks of these patriote riage then was a necessary, now it is a luxurious-I inight al- emigrants were Count Bernard and his young spouse. most say—an artificial state. So in former days, our hardy an Although, on reaching Warsaw, Claudia Potocka did not join cestora took the field, to provide by the precarious toils of the those intrepid heroines who were seen, like true Amazons, with chase, for the maintenance of themselves and families uotil, by de- well.poised lances, charging pulks of Cossacks, or seizing the grees, that which at first was an act of necessity, gradually mellow- standards of the enemy, yet her services in the national caus. ed down into a luxurious and expensive pastime. If there is one
were neither less useful nor less perilous. The hospitals of fault more unpardonable than another in a huntsman, it is not Warsaw were the scene of her heroic devotion ; there, accomallowing the hounds to hunt for themselves ; and if there is one panied by many distinguished associates, and surrounded by that tends more frequently to the marring of matches than an
wounded warriors and those stricken with malignant cholera, other, it is the short-sighted interference of our knowing anothers. she sacrificed every thing to the duties she had undert uken. I have had much experience in these matters, Mr. Editor-expe- | Şeated by the couches of the sick, during seven successive months, rience that none but men can gain; and if ynur fair readers will she was constantly occupied in dressing their wounds and alleviatbear with my sporting phraseology, I will endeavour to point out ing their sufferings. Neither the sight of hideous gastes, nor the safest mode of pursuing the biped, as also those errors into the fear of contagion, deterred her from her course of perseverwhich they generally fall. “The first chapter is on the “ ken- ing charity. The daughter of Dzialyoski and the wife of Ponel management," the latter of which words is strangely com- tocki became the humble and attentive purse of Poland's brave prehensive of what many old comprehensive mammas doat and sons. Such modest and unostentatious devotion is as truly pride themselves on not a little. Then comes suggestions on heroic, and perhaps more profound, than that displayed in the names-a very material point, for what man would fall in love field of battle. with the barbarously-named Barbara ? who would woo the soft, When the day of adversity came, Countess Claudia accomtender, pincushioned Emily? The third was on rounding ears, panied the Polish army in its retreat to Modlin ; when, in the which might very appropriately be applied for boring them for midst of general confusion, she once with great difficulty proear-rings." But what struck my fancy most was, on entering cured a truss of straw, on which to repose her wearied head, puppiesa proceeding so much in favour with the ladies as to but relinguished it in favour of a sick officer who accidenrequire a little eulogy from me, but whereon some useful hints tally caught her eye. Having, as a female, more facility in obmight well be offered. —“ Taking your hounds often by way of taining a passport, she arailed herself of it for the purpose of making them handy," answers to our balls and rout, which rub saving, at great risk and peril, several patriota deeply comprooff any little rust or gaucherie; and “ enticing young hounds mised during the revolution. By this means, disguised in the to the chase," of course, is the same as young ladies entering life costume of her domestics, Count Vincent Tyzkiewicz, Captain or looking for husbands." The description of a fox-chase" Tanski, young Wladimir Putocki, and others, were enabled to would do well for the description of a flirtation, and would com
traverse Prussia undiscovered. Her friend Miss Szozaniecka. bine an immensity of information, and give rise to much sub-accompanied her on this sad journey, disguised as a waitingsequent reflection. Placing hounds advantageously is comment maid. On one occasion the proscribed band was placed ia imed upon, and very proper information it is; nor ought drafting minent danger ; at Thora the Prussian police seemned disposed hounds to be overlooked, for taking too many daughters out to to imprison some of its members : but the Countess declared a ball is a very bad thing. “When a huntsman should be after that she would be responsible for all ; she offered the whole of his time,” might stand in the place of telling an old Dowager her possessions as a guarantee, and by this generous act again not to come down too early to breakfast, and, long drags” preserved them, and “ long courtships" are synonimous.--I am, Sir, &c.
On quitting Prussia, the Countess Potocka took up her abode Byron's Opinion or Beauty.—I do not talk of mere beauty at Dresden, there to deplore in solitude the misfortunes of her (continued Byron) of feature or complexion, but of expression, country. She, however, consented, at the solicitation of her that looking out of the soul through the eyes, which, in my compatriots, to join a ladies' committee, formed in the first ipopinion, constitutes true beauty. Women have been pointed out
stance under the auspices of the late Madame Dobrzycka, and to me as beautiful, who never could have interested my feelings, which still continues to watch over the fate of unfortunate refrom their want of countenance, or expression, which means fugees. The remains of her fortune, her influence, her care, countenance ; and others, who were little remarked, have even her personal exertions, are entirely at the disposal of the struck me as being captivating, from the force of countenance.
unfortunate. A lady of her acquaintance, having one day made A woman's face ought to be like an April day ---susceptible of inquiries for a person to copy a voluminous manuscript, the change and variety; but sunshine should often gleam over it, Countess offered to provide one ; under this pretext she obtained to replace the clouds and showers that may obscure its lustre possession of the work, and laboured at it herself day and night, which, poetical description apart, (said Byron), in sober prose,
in order to deposit the proceeds of her industry in the funds of means that good-humoured smiles ought to be ready to chase the society. away the expression of pensiveness or care, that sentiment or In the month of February last, General Bem arrived in Dresearthly ills call forth. Women were meant to be the exciters den, from the Prussian frontiers, for the purpose of explaining of all that is finest in our natures, and the soothers of all that is to the committee the deplorable situation of the Polish soldiers turbulent and harsh.. Of what use, then, can a handsome auto who had sought refuge in the Prussian territory. Without promaton be, after one has got acquainted with a face that knows visions and without clothes, in the depth of a severe winter, no change, though it causes many? This is a style of looks l these unhappy meo resolved rather to perish of cold and huu. could not bear the sight of før a week; and yet such are the ger, or even to face the fire of the Prussians, than to return to looks that pass in society for pretty, handsome, and beautiful.
å land henceforth under the despotism of Russia.
The members of the committee were affected even to tears at
the recital of such heroism and suffering ; but funds were wantTHE POLISH HEROINE.
ing, and they were at a loss how to afford the required assistClaudia Potocku, daughter of the Senator Palatine Count ance, when our young heroine, more ready or more devoted thin Xavier Dzialyoski, was born at Konarzew, in Great Poland, the rest, hit upon an expedient for obviating the difficulty. She the cradle of the Polish nation, now the Grand Duchy of Posen, still possessed some jewels and cachemires which the foreign pu. in 1808, and was married, in 1824, to Count Bernard Potocki. lice had not succeeded in depriving her of ; these she instantly
Descended from one of the most ancient houses of Poland, and pledged, and the following day the sum of 40,000 florins was bred in the strictest principles of virtue, the young Claudia counted into the hands of General Bem for its pious destination. imbibed the germ of patriotism, hereditary in her family. It was in honour of this noble action, that the Poles assembled When she entered into the married state, she found her hus- at Dresden recently presented to their virtuous countrywoman band animated by the same sentiments, and the same examples a bracelet, with an inscription commemorative of the act, and prevailed.
pointing it out for national gratitude.
The bracelet was closed by a plate of gold, surmounted by the
SCRAPS. arms of Poland and Lithuania, with the following inscription : Wdzieezni Polacy zgromadzeni w Dreznie, 1832. Ř : 18 Marca.
Original and Selected. The grateful Poles assembled at Dresden, 18th March, 1832. TREATMENT OF HORSES.-The learned and benevolent
Burbequius, who was ambassador at Constantinople in the
17th century, gives the following account of the Turkish A FAREWELL TO ABBOTSFORD.
horses. Our grooms, and their masters, too, may learn a BY MRS. HEMANS.
lesson of wisdom and humanity from his words :-" There Home of the gifted ! fare thee well,
is no creature so gentle as a Turkish horse, nor more reAnd a blessing on thee rest;
spectful to his master, or the groom that dresses him. The While the heather waves its purple bell
reason is, because they treat their horses with great lenity. O'er moss and mountain crest;
This makes them great lovers of mankind; and they are so While stream to stream around thee calls,
far from kicking, wincing, or growing untractable by this And banks with broom are drest,
gentle usage, that you will hardly find a masterless horse Glad be the harping in thy halls
amongst them. But, alas ! our Christian grooms' horses A blessing on thee rest !
go on at another rate. They never think them rightly curWhile the high voice, from thee sent forth, ried till they thunder at them with their voices, and let Bids rocks and cairn reply,
their clubs and horsewhips, as it were, dwell on their sides. Wakening the spirits of the North,
This makes some horses even tremble when their keepers Like a chieftain's gathering cry ;
come into the stable, so that they hate and fear them too. While its deep master-tones hold sway,
But the Turks love to have their horses so gentle, that at
the word of command they fall on their knees, and in this
position receive their riders. They will take up a staff or A blessing on thee rest.
club upon the road with their teeth, which their rider has Joy to thy hearth, and board, and bower!
let fall, and hold it up to him again. I saw some horses, Long honours to thy line !
when their master was fallen from the saddle, stand stock And hearts of proof, and hands of power,
still without wagging a foot, till he got up again. Once I And bright names worthy thine!
saw some horses, when their master was at dinner with · By the merry steps of childhood still May thy free sward be prest !
me, prick up their ears to hear his voice, and when they While one proud pulse in the land can thrill,
did so, they neighed for joy. A blessing on thee rest !
SUBSTITUTE FOR TEA.-A patent was granted in Feb. ruary last to a tea dealer, " for a new mode of preparing
the leaf of a British plant for producing a healthy beverage OUR CLUB, AND OUR TOWN.
by infusion.” According to the specification, the British
plant in question is the Hawthorn, from which the leaves Our Whist club is going of, Some of the members go on may be taken from the month of April to September inclu. w; two of em are perpetuly quareling like anything but sive; they are first to be carefully picked and cleansed, then double dummies, for one plays like Holye, and the other to be well rinced in cold water and drained ; and whilst in like Vineger. The young men have interduced Shorts, but the damp state they are to be put into a common culinary I doant think they'le Last long. They are all so verry vapour until they change from a green to an olive colour ;
steamer, where they are to be subjected to the action of the Sharp at the Pints, and as for drinking, I never se sich Li- the leaves are then to be taken out and dried upon a “hot qrorish Chaps in my life. They are al ways laying ods, plate well heated,” and to be continually stirred up and even at Super, when they'le Bet about the age of a Roosted turned over until they are thoroughly dry, in which state
When required for that fonl, wich they cal Chicken hazzard, or about the Wait of they may be preserved for use.
purpose, an infusion is to be made in the same manner as a Curran py, wich they cal the Currency question. They tea, and sugar and cream are to be added to suit the taste of al so smoke a grate manny seagars, but they cant Put the the drinker. old man's pips out, wich it Wood be a Burning shame if
AMERICAN INVENTIONS.-A New York paper gives they did. I am sorry to say politicks has Crept in ; Sum the following account of a steam coach, recently built at is al for reform, and sum is al for none at al, and the only of the kind in other countries :—“ This engine, independent
Cincinnati, which, it says, promises to surpass every thing thing they agre in is, that the land Lord shant bring in no of the boiler, is made so compact, that a box two feet long, Bil. There is be sides grate dis-cushions as to the new game one foot vide, and one foot deep, would contain it if taken In, stim entertaining douts wen sum people go out a
to pieces! and yet such is its power, it will overcome a rise shooting wether even acts of Parliament will enable them in its velocity. We rode in the carriage propelled by it at
of forty-five feet in the mile without any essential variation to shute anny game. The cricket Club is going on uncomon
the rate of fourteen to sixteen miles an hour, on a circular Tel. They are 36 members with out reckoning the byes ; road : the same force would propel the same weight twenty er best man at Wicket is Captin Batty-he often gets four miles an hour, and more, on a straight line, there being so watches running ; and our best boler is Use Ball, tho we much less friction. Another great improvement consists in samtims get Dr. Bilby to bolus. As for the cricket Bal, it the mode of applying the power, and another in the con
struction of the boiler, which is perfectly novel. Add to in quit wore out, wich the gals say they are very Sory for which the consumption of fuel does not exceed one-fourth it, as they took a grate interest in our matches. My lads a cord a week, to run from nine in the morning to nine in are boath of an em marred, wich mayhap you have Herd, the evening. It appears, in fact, to have been reserved for --and if the gals are not, I Beleye its no falt of theres. a citizen of Cincinnati to bring this great improvement in
travelling so near perfection."-Literary Gazelle. They hope youle cum to the Wake, wich is next Sunday
THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN IN SCOTLAND.-Ben Nevis week, for they Say there will be High fun, al tho I think has, till very lately, been considered the monarch of Scottish in is Rather Low. The only use of waking that I can See, mountains, but it now appears, from the trigonometrical is to prevent folkes Sleeping, and as for there jumping and survey lately made by order of government, that he must throwing up there Heals, I see no Pleasur in it. If they yield the palm to Ben Macdui, à mountain in Aberdeenhad the Roomatiz as Bad as I have, they woudent be for of Ben Nevis is 4370 feet; of Ben Macdui, 4390 feet. Thus
shire, who o'ertops him by about twenty feet. The height Dancing there fandangoes at that rat, and Kicking for part- Ben Macdui is the loftiest mountain, not only in Scotland -HOOD.
but in Great Britain.
JACK MITFOND, A CHARACTER.-In St Giles's work- esteemed at the present day, such as puppies, and the large house, expired some time back the well-known Jack Mit- white worm found in rotten wood, which is now extensively ford, perhaps the most eccentric character of his day. He used, we believe, in New Holland. The snail was another was originally in the navy, and fought under Hood and of their dishes which has now lost favour, except in GerNelson ; he was born at Mitford Castle, Northumberland; many, notwithstanding an attempt to revive it, made by the authoress of “ Rienzi," and the author of “ The His- two men of science in Edinburgh half a century ago. The tory of Greece,” were his cousins : he was also related to supper of Pliny consisted of a barley cake, lettuce, two eggs, Lord Redesdale. His name will be long remembered in three snails, with a due proportion of wine. connexion with Lady Perceval, in the Blackheath affair, CHRISTIAN FORGIVENESS.—When Mary de Medicis for his share in which he was tried and acquitted. For lay on her death-bed, she was asked by her confessor if she many years Mitford has lived by chance, and slept freely forgave all her enemies, and in particular Cardinal three nights in the week in the open air when his finances Richelieu,-"Madame, as a token, will you send him your did not admit of his paying 3d. for a den in St. Giles's bracelet po “ Nay, that is going too far," said the lady, Though formerly a nautical fop, for the last fourteen years lying back. he was ragged and loathsome; he never thought but of the LITERARY PARTIES.-A person who liked the glory of moment. Having had a handsome pair of Wellington entertaining authors, arranged them at table according to boots presented to him, he sold them for 1s. The fellow the size and thickness of their published volumes, the folios who bought them went and put them in pawn for 15s. and taking precedence of the quartos, and the 32mos occupying came back in triumph with the money. « Ah !” said Jack, the lowest place. but you went out in the cold for it.” He was the author
EPITAPH ON THOMAS MUIR. of “ Johnny Newcombe in the Navy," the publisher of
By the Author of the Corn Law Rhymes. which gave him a shilling a day until he finished its In
Thy earth, Chantilly, boasts the grave of Muir, credible as it may appear, he lived the whole of the time
The wise, the loved, the murdered, and the pure ; in Bayswater fields, making a bed at night of grass and
While in his native land the murderers sleep, nettles ; two pennyworth of bread and cheese and an onion
Where marble forms in mockery o'er them weep. were his daily food ; the rest was expended in gin. He
His sad memorials tell to future times, thus passeil 43 days, washing his shirt and stockings him
How Scotchmen honour worth, and gibbet crimes. self in a pond, when he required clean linen. A hundred efforts were made to reclaim him, but without avail. At
TO CORRESPONDENTS. the time of his death he was editing a penny production. He wrote the popular modern song “ the King is a true To several Correspondents we are indebted for valuable hints and British sailor," and sold it to seven different publishers. advices, and beg to return thanks; to many for good wishes, and an Notwithstanding his habits he was employed by some reli- expression of kindness, for our work's sake, which we gratefully feel
and acknowledge. gious publishers. This miserable man was buried by Mr.
Our monthly notices of books are unavoidably delayed till next Green, of Will's coffee house, Lincoln's Inn Fields, who had formerly been his shipmate. He has left a wife and family,
36 Orders for copies and Parts of the SchoolMASTER, have in nobut they were provided for by Lord R
merous cases been delayed from the numbers being out of print. This ford was a respectable classic, and a man of varied attain.
we are striving to supply; and complete copies may be had soon at all ments ; yet for fourteen years “ he had not where to lay the publishers and salesmen. But many orders for single copies
, we are his head." He had been heard to say, “ if his soul was sorry that we cannot execute, as it is impossible to send so small a placed on one table and a bottle of gin on another, he would work every week, or even every month, to places off the line of the
towns to which Booksellers' parcels go. sell the former to taste the latter.'
When such orders are sent, DESCENT OF THE Bishops.- The present amiable and we beg that specific directions may be given as to the manner in which
the work is to be transmitted. respected primate of all England, chances to be the son of
All orders must be addressed to Mr. Anderson, tho Publisher, 55, a poor country clergyman. The Bishop of London derives North Bridge Street. his descent from a schoolmaster in Norwich. The father of the Bishop of Durham was nothing more than a shop
Besides appearing in Weekly Numbers, the SCHOOL MASTER keeper in London. The Bishops of Winchester and Chess is published in MONTILY Parts, which, stitched in a neat cover, ter boast of no nobler lineage than belongs to the sons of contain as much letter-press, of good execution, as any of the large an under-master at Harrow. Bishop Burgess, as all the Monthly Periodicals: A Table of Contents will be given at the end of world knows, is the son of that illustrious citizen with the year ; when, at the weekly cost of three-halfpence, a handsome whose excellent fish-sauce civilized men are generally well volume of 832 pages, super-royal size, may be bound up, containing . acquainted; while his Lordship of Exeter dates his parent- much matter worthy of preservation.
PART II. for September, containing Five Numbers of the SCHOOLage through a long line of hereditary innkeepers in the town of Gloucester. Besides these, we have the Bishop of Bris- this month of Eight pages
, will be published on Monday. Price Nine
MASTER, with JOHNSTONE'S MONTHLY REGISTER, consisting tol, the son of a silver-smith in London ; the Bishop of
pence. It may be had of all the Booksellers and dealers in Cheap Bangor, the son of a schoolmaster in Wallingford; the Periodicals. Bishop of Llandaff, whose father was a country clergyman;
CONTENTS OF NO. IX. with many others, whom it were superfluous to enumerate.
DEATH OF SIR WALTBR SCOTT..... Lincoln, St. Asaph, Ely, Peterborough, Gloucester, all
On the Political Tendency of Sir Walter Scott's Writings...... ib. spring from the middling classes of society.-Fraser's
Sir Walter Scott's Childhood... Magazine.
Moral and Physical Condition of the Middle and Lower Classes.. ib. DIALECT_Edinburgh v. Aberdeen.-A gentleman from
The Wisdom of our Ancestors.......
Statistical Verses....... Aberdeen was awoke one night lately in a Hotel in Prince's
TuE STORY TELLER, -A Female Monster..
.):9 window, he called out “ Vautchman, far eist ?"
The Puir Man's Bair............. watchman thanked him and went towards the Register
The Wood Mouse...... Office, where he found he was going in the wrong direction,
The Weaver's Song...... and returned. On repassing the Hotel, he was again called COLUMN FOR TIIE LADIES.-Stagnation of Marriages.............142 to by the Aberdonian, who bauled out, “ Vautchman, far
The Polish Heroine.....
A Farewell to Abbotsford.. was't ?" On looking up to him the watchman replied,
Our Club and our Town........ “ Ye're a d-d leein ecooniril ; ye first tellid me it was far
SCRAPS. --Original and Selected......
ib. east, an' noo ye say its far wast; but I tell ye it's nither e' tane or e' tither, 'cauze its oure i' e' Coogate."
EDINBURGH: Printed by and for JOHN JOHNSTONE, 19, St. James'o Table LUXURIES OF THE ROMANS.—The meats used Square.- Publishel by JOHN ANDERSON, Jur... Bookseller, 55, North by the Greeks did not materially differ from those approved
Bridge Street, Edinburgh; by 1.) IN MACLEOD, and ATKINSON & Co.,
Booksellers, Glasgow; and sold by all Booksellers and Venders of by the Romans. Some of the luxuries of the latter are less