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where got they it, gudewife ?" demanded my friend who, long before the lark was abroad this morntriumphantly.
ing, was on her way to Edinburgh, with her “ Deed, gudeman, ye have overly mony ques- butter and eggs, in that same basket, made by tions for a simple body like me. I wish ye binna the blind old soldier, in which she now carries back like our Rob : there's ower mony of your kind some trios of Imitation Finnans, as good as the real, in the warld, at this same time. Where should and three yards of bobbin net, which she wonders the aula Buccleuchs get their heritage and their the weaver could work at işd., or rather her wise prey, but as Jacob did,-wi' their sword, and wi' mother, a political economist, wonders ; for Phemie their bow !"
only guesses how it will look in Borthwick Kirk on This ingenious Scriptural parrying of the ques- Sabbath, under the bit of pink twopenny ribbon, tion amused my botanical neighbour and me not a garlanding her face-fair though freckled the little; though it evidently excited the contempt nearest landmark I can give you to the homestead of our honest man of meal, who took a persevering of Phemie, is the Shank, on before us, about two pinch of “ The Chancellor," and looked rather at miles, on that gradually rising ground, and almost fault. I diverted the discourse into the different the centre object, -the old howlet-haunted biggin channels of the rich flat valley through which we of the “ bloody Mackenzie” of persecuted Scotland now rolled, veined with railways, branching off, the true high-priest of tyrany-conscienceless, right and left, to the several coal.works—to remorseless; but a man of fine taste with alEdmonstone, Newton, “Sir John's,” &c. &c. The full of graceful amenities —in the refinements of hay harvest was in full luxuriance around us, a life much in advance of his age, of which he was richer mining harvest below; and sometimes the the thorough-bred Tory Attorney-General and apparition of a “bonny bruckit lassie” crossed Chief Justice. The lime-tree avenues, bowlingour line of vision-till we obtained a glimpse of green, and desolation of the ancient garden, the neat, clean, pretty town of Dalkeith, where a surrounding these ruins of a “ blood-cemented popular canvass was going forward on this day-house,” are worth going to see some day that the first in the memory of man !—and that you make a waggon excursion,--but not to-day. too with the odds of burgher against Duke! But When you do go, do not fail to have pointed out we have no taste for politics. At the crossing to you the ruined cottage that was once that of of the Dalkeith road we dropped a quantity of Grahame's Kilgour. Contrast the peasant's repuour live lumber, besides matron and meal-monger, station, as it survives in the honest page of the and in a few minutes had reached the lofty poet, with that of the man thus apostrophized :bridge which crosses the North Esk and the valley at Elgin Haugh. Let the Waggoneer look
Perfidious minion of a sceptred priest !
The huge enormity of crime on crime, round now. The view here is superb. The high,
Accumulated high, but ill conceals undulating, and finely-wooded slopes of the Esk, The reptile meanness of thy dastard soul; “Melville's beechy groves,” and, in the distance, Whose favourite art was lying with address, a splendid sweep of the Pentlands, which, what
Whose hollow promise helped the princely hand ever be their private reason, certainly turn their
To screw confessions from the tortured lips.
Base hypocrite! thy character, pourtrayed most lumpish side to Edinburgh. Here they
By modern history's too lenient touch, spread out, light, aerial at once and magnificent. Truth loves to blazon!. Dalkeith is seen rising to the left again; its churchspire over and among banks, trees, and the garden
You, Waggon-ashamed young companion of the slopes of suburban villas—if the whole town be youth of the botanic japanned case ! you, whom not suburban—which will be just so much the the black gown has just blest with visions—fair better.
though distant--of Depute-advocateships, Sheriff., But now a wider, wilder range of country opens
ships, or the Deanship itself, look on this other
Time has set his seal on both, before the fast-whirling Waggon. From the Pent- picture : lands on the south-west, our glance may sweep Better far Truth loves to paint yon house round and along the browner and more distant Of humbler wall, half stone, half turf, with roof ridge of the Moorfoot Hills; and over hills, and Of mended thatch, the sparrow's warm abode; holts, and ridges, enclosing a vast and wavy ex
The wisp-wound chimney, with its rising wreath, panse of country, from the rich, umbrageous fore
The sloping garden filled with useful herbs,
Yet not without its rose; the patch of corn ground of Newbattle Abbey, stretching on to Upon the brow; the blooining, vetchy ridge. Dalhousie, with its handsome church-tower, up and But most the aged man, now wandering forth, onwards to the misty sources of the Esk and the
I love to view; for, 'neath yon homely guise, Gala. A beautiful near prospect, indeed, here
Dwell worth, and simple dignity, and sense, opens to us ; for the Waggon has stopped at the
Politeness natural, that puts to shame
The world's grimace, and kindness crowning all. magnificent viaduct the Marquis of Lothian has Why should the falsely great, the glittering names lately thrown over the vale of Newbattle. At Engross the Muse's praise ? My humble voice Dalhousie Mains we get out, and all part com
They ne'er engrossed, and never shall; I claim pany,
The title of the Poor Man's bard; I dare save those who voluntarily tarry the To celebrate an unambitious name; guidance of the Schoolmaster's deputy, Ourself. And thine, KILGOUR, may yet some few years live, Let us follow them, Yon blithe, bonny lass, When low these reverend locks mix with the mould.
They will not have made an idle or profit The mavis and blackbird, and all the woodland less waggon-jaunt who contemplate with feelings choir will be in full bravura : they don't take their like these the dismantled walls of the prosperous, siesta till about eleven. Plants here are so many base man of worldly ambition, contrasted with the and various, that were you a Nebuchadnezzar, they dwelling of “ the poor man." Within a short would satisfy your appetite. You will probably distance is sweet Kirkhill, and the favourite resi- already have admired the taste of the “ My Lord dence of this most amiable of the poets:—but it Marquis” of the Viaduct and the Terni. There shall not tempt us to-day, for, have we not pro- is every where a good deal of what is rough, and mised to act as guide to the travelling pupils of shaggy, and untidy about him ; but it is like the the Schoolmaster ?
flowing untrimmed mane of the Arab courser, The Waggon stops at “the Mains,” but suppose snuffing the gale, and tossing abroad his wavy unwe walk a few hundred yards along that magni-docked tail. ficent viaduct, and view how the land lies. The At the end of this open path you come upon the first sight of this work of art alone, viewed from wrong side of the walls of Dalhousie gardens, and beneath, and especially from the eastern, or New- a warning board: but it can have no reference to battle side, is worth ten times the journey we you; pass on through the nettles quietly. You have made this morning. Look up from a re. emerge in a short time on the highway; cross it, spectful distance to those lofty but light arches, and enter freely by the first green gate you find : the masses of wood and umbrage hanging on there is nothing of the cold spirit of aristocracy the slopes beyond, and filling up their graceful about the keeping of these two noblemen's grounds, circumference. Look up and down the valley of either up or down the river--no tremendous walls, the Esk, by “ copse-wood steep, or dingle deep,” nor jealous fastenings. You are now in the Earl and say which is the more beautiful! The of Dalhousie’s park. Keep the castle on your right, groves of Newbattle more rich beyond a doubt. follow the path for some time then wheel back But now many fathoms above that slender river, and pass under the arch of the bridge. We leave and perched upon the central arch of the viaduct, you in one of the loveliest scenes in nature. If we look about us.-Yonder, five miles off, lies you be not a goose you need no further guidance, Temple, up the water :--but the best of the fishing if you be, we can do little more for you :-season is past, and the near woods of Dalhousie wander and worship, or straddle and gape. You promise a banquet to the botanist, and his friend the will assuredly find your way across a rustic bridge, black-robed sketcher. They leave us, and, guided and up the steep path which leads to all that is by our finger, steal down to the high-way. There left of "the good and the great" Laird of Cockthey are no bigger each than a crow" choughs pen. The house was lately levelled, but a few stones that wing the midway air.” We positively forbid still indicate its site. The Dalhousie grounds, any divergence to the smith's. A caulker of un- lying on both sides of the Esk, abound in natural mingled Esk, may do the feat with their young beauty, to which the hand of Art has done her spirits ;-besides, they have, ready concocted, the part, and nothing more. In the haugh or holm are basis, the sherbet of Glasgow Punch : ten waters, some stately limes, coeval, apparently, with those we counsel. They advance a few paces on the Dal- of the Shank. There is also a romantic narrow housie road, and plunge down a winding high-ban Pass blasted through the living rock, rich in plants cd lane on the left, which leads to certain stepping- Lits sides a thick enwoven tracery of leaf, leaflet, stones of a burn that falls into the Esk, below the stem, and tendril. If, haply, after spending your little Paper-mill. It is a lovely rural spot alto- day in the woods, you cut the waggon, Lasswade gether; like all fords, the small as well as the great. lies before you, and the outside of the stage ; and One may now begin to herbalize, the other to sketch we warrant you know something of Muir's. Havforth with. If they push over, a few steps place them ing thus comfortably bestowed you, we return to beside a clover field, running along a high bank of our small family party still standing exalted on the Esk, skirted by an old oak coppice, mingled the viaduct. No wonder that they turn longing with hazel, and white-thorn, and black-thorn, and eyes eastward to sweet, sequestered, silvan Newtangled with wild plants and creepers innumerable ; battle, nestling in its pomp of groves—fitting haunt an aviary of warblers, with the hares and leverets of Pan and the Dryads. We descend, and passing scudding across the open track every other minute. under the arches on which we lately stood, follow The opposite banks of the river, equally well that rural, kirk-going path down the river's bank, wooded, rise yet higher; and across its entire and then skirt the meadow we call Robin Hood's breadth the Marquis of Lothian has lately con- meadow, for want of a better name. The turf structed a dam-head,' which, after a spate, when stretches out on one side; on the other are wood the Esk, like a salmon taking the leap with its tail and water blending, of which we hear the liquid in its mouth, launches over its whole impetuous murmurs, but cannot perceive the flow for the tangvolume, makes to untravelled folks no contempti- ling brushwood. Let Edinburgh folks who would lole Torni. There are many fine points of view know how glorious a thing a tree may be, now enter around you, though they are some nat confined ; a swing gate at the end of this meadow, surrouuded and the magnificent viaduct becomes the more im- on two sides by the greenwood. Dotting its bosom, posing the farther you recede from it.
are many fine trces, under which the cattle now pant
away their lazy noon; but none equal to those of here a flourishing rookery; and the sign of the Sun the avenue we bid you enter. Immediately inside Aamed opposite that fine baronial gate-way, with its the gate is a Druid grove-dark, mysterious—a sil turrets and postern doors, and the jougs frowning van entanglement of all sorts of cultivated timber, in terror by its side. These things are all vanished, -stately horse-chestnuts, and the tallest hollies we every third house is a ruin, the church exteriorly ever beheld, conspicuous among the sycamores and not much better-garden patches, and dismantled ashes. In the avenue, which leads straight down to gables alternate all along the street. The Park, the street of the village, and opens exactly opposite properly so called, is in the finest style of English the old massive stone-work and truly baronial monastic places,—the river gliding serenely and gateway of the Abbey, there are some of the most peacefully through the freshest verdure,-steep beautiful beeches in the world. No! the round wooded banks rising on the right side, and the globe with all that beautifies it of woodland or prim-level ground stretching away in far perspective, eval forest, cannot hold finer trees than those, there glades and vistas opening to the left, formed by those where they stand, side by side, erect, majestic ; like old “ patrician trees.” The mansion is an object Indian warriors, with their stately naked stems, and of inferior consideration. It stands apart, finely plumed heads, making tree-worship a not incre enough, and does not interfere to mar the prospects dible thing.–Back to the Robin Hood meadow of the park,--to the sweet, soothing serenity of again : -the oak copse on one hand, the game- which, nothing seems wanting but the figures of the keeper's cottage in a corner, snug but not pictur- old monks stealing across the intersecting paths, esque : groups of reposing cattle, and single trees or musing, as they must often have done, under the break its surface. They are chiefly oaks, with over-arching melancholy boughs, by that placid and “ one in eminence above the rest,” 'bow-houghed, gentle river. How delicious this retreat-which we knarled, and tough, breaking into two strong stems could pity the lazy friars for being forced to abandon! at less than two feet from the ground. Such is But we have another duty on hand. Our family the Gow CHROM of a hamadryad of our acquain- group is on the grass in the Robin Hood meadow, tance, who in other days might often be found through which we passed; and Peggy, having with kneeling about its sturdy trunk, and old fantastic some difficulty kept the boys out of the mill-dam, roots, a believer in tree-worship. Gow CHROM is when poking up the eels from under the roots and now very properly paled in, to prevent the too stumps, and pelting the water-rats, spreads the near approaches of the cattle.
contents of her basket for a joyous repast, young In the neighbouring grounds of Newbattle and and old mingled round the same roomy board. It Dalhousie, a tree-fancier may see many fair spe- is not yet one o'clock, and I have still to guide the cimens of the various sorts once fushionable. At strong-limbed of the party, four in number, to the Dalhousie, yew and arbor-vitæ, and near Newbattle Roman Camp, whence a new world, bounded by its house one slender, graceful, yellow-haired acacia, own horizon, will open to them. But the events of rare in this country of such growth. The same park that excursion must be deferred till another week. abounds in fine timber-trees of immense growth, Now we leave the children with their mother, and ashes, beeches, chestnuts, horse-chestnuts, and that the whole under the protection of Gow Chrom: beautiful tree, the walnut, in its full perfection. there they are, wild with the delights of this new
We now resume the path from which we devi- and beautiful world of birds and flowers, wood and ated when we left the meadow. It leads by the water-exhaustless in novelty and wonder-no mill-dam, overhung with elder and bordered by fear of want of amusement till papa returns :copse and gardens on one hand, and strawberry the river is singing its first-heard madrigals. beds on the other,—down to the old dilapidated Robin and little Jenny wren, village, which of itself, spite of all its silvan beauty The Qucen of the Fairies' cock and hen, of glade and grove, and luxuriance of orchard are fluttering about. Some of the prettier of the bloom, is as fully qualified to form part of the wild flowers are past—the hyacinth and primrose dower of the Owl's daughter in the Vizier's tale, as with which these banks are yearly covered, the any inhabited spot we know. The tumble-down chestnut flower, the white bird-cherry, the elder dwellings cannot have been touched since the bloom, and the May, are all faded, -the butter-cups Reformation laid its destructive hands upon the have vanished from the meadow; but the gowan fair Abbacy. The people stick to their old sheds and the meadow-queen are still found, and the litlike barnacles, and the proprietor lets them have tle forget-me-not, the speedwell, and the eyetheir own way. Very pretty stories could be told bright, are scarce gone yet. Then Jack can have about this, but we won't give to Fame what was a tumble on the yellow ladies' bed-straw, and Jane never intended for her trumpet. The village is decorate her bonnet with the blue-bells dear to a long narrow street, to which from both ap- Scotland. From the deepwooded glades the woodproaches, one descends by a steep path. We, as pigeon is croodling ; and the cuckoo is heard for the you know, struck down into its centre by the first time; for he seldom comes near the King's Park, by-path. On one side of the street is the abbey nor yet Newhaven. In the avenue one may see a wall, high and gloomy, overhung with old syca squirrel, and a pheasant or two for certain ; and in mores, pear-trees and elder bushes, probably coeval the oak belt bounding the meadow, and dividing it with the monks. Since we remember, there was from the dam and the river, there are innumerable
song-birds. " It will go hard if Peggy does not strip off her have been conferred on man with the design that he should “woman's blacks," and give the youngest children a cooling build houses, plongh fields, and fabricate commodities, be. dip up near the bridge; while the elder boys tuck their trou. cause his nature requires the aid of the articles produced sers, and wade down the dam in the wake of Admiral Drake, by these means. But the question is, whether ought his who has just left the Paper-mill, or thereabouts, at the head whole life and energies, aided by all his discoveries, be of a small fleet, on a voyage of discovery, which he finds it dedicated to these ends, as his proper business, to the necessary to bring to a close by a homeward journey over- neglect of the study of the works and will of the Creator? land. By the time that we rejoin the still untired groups, Has man been permitted to discover the steam-engine and a whole basketful of green acorns, manufactured into cups apply it in propelling ships on the ocean and carriages on and ladles, and of wild flowers, peebles, and forleited nests, rail-ways, in spinning, weaving, and forging iron,--and has have been collected ; and all are stowed into the waggon, he been gifted with intellect to discover the astonishing which is now waiting us, at six precisely. Again from the power of physical agents, such as are revealed by chemisRoman grandeur of our elevation on the viaduct we look try and mechanics, only that he may be enabled to build fondly back on the woods and meadows; and with a sweep- more houses, weave more webs, and forge more iron utening farewell glance at the expanse of charming country sils, without any direct regard to his moral and intellecwe are about to leave, hurry on to where we pick up our tual improvement ? If an individual, unaided by animal matron of the morning and her little grandchild; both or mechanical power, has wished to travel from Mancheslooking healthier and happier for their day of pleasure; ter to Liverpool, a distance of thirty miles, he would have both, too, loaded with dairy and garden produce; armfuls required to devote ten or twelve hours of time, and consiof roses and sweet-williams in the maiden's close embrace ; derable muscular energy, to the task. When roads and and butter and eggs tenderly handled by the old lady; who carriages were constructed, and horses trained, he could, by assures us, besides its being a penny a pound dearer, town's their assistance, have accomplished the same end in four butter never has the flavour of country butter.
hours with little fatigue ; and now, when rail-ways and It was her son, that at his breakfast-hour, had put them steam-engines have been successfully completed, he may into the waggon; but now every domestic duty sped, the travel that distance, without any bodily exertion whatever, daughter-in-law, rede up, and with a merry bevy of child in an hour and a half. We ask for what purpose has Prodren, her own and her neighbour's, has wandered out as vidence bestowed the nine hours which are thus set free as far as the Wells-o'-Weary, " to see grandmother and Mary spare time to the individual ?. We humbly answer for the sitting in the waggon." A joyful shout of recognition purpose of cultivating his rational nature. Again, before greçted our appearance from these urchins, posted on the steam-engines were applied to spinning and weaving, a rocks above, as we hurried on below, and vanished in the human being would have required to labour, say for a tunnel, leaving them to run back through the park and month, in order to produce linen, woollen, and cotton overtake us as they could.
cloth necessary to cover his own person for a year; in Next week shall find us posted at the Roman Camp, other words, the twelfth part of the time of each individual which we uphold as the first station for a coup d'æil in the would have required to be spent in making raiment for three Lothians. Till then,- Vale !
himself, or in case of a division of labour, a twelfth part of
the population would have required to be constantly enELEMENTS OF THOUGHT.
gaged in this employment: by the application of steam,
the same ends may be gained in a day. We repeat our HINTS TO THE OPERATIVE CLASSES. inquiry, For what purpose has Providence bestowed the BY GEORGE COMBE, ESQ.
twenty-nine days out of the month, set free by the inven
tion of the steam-engine and machinery ? These propor. In Manchester and other towns in the manufacturing tions are not stated as statistically correct, but as mere districts of England, the operatives have been forming illustrations of our proposition, that every discovery in societies for the purpose of preventing a reduction of wages ; natural science, and invention in mechanics, has for its they are also bent upon accomplishing a restriction of the direct tendency to increase to man the command of time, hours of labour. The restriction of labour, which some of and to enable him to provide for his physical wants with them actually carry into effect, is devoting one day in the less laborious exertion. The grand question constantly week to idleness and drunkenness, in addition to Sunday, recurs, Whether, in thus favouring the human race, the which probably they spend in a similar manner. We are object of Providence be to enable them to cultivate and enstrenuous advocates for restricting the hours of labour and joy their rational faculties, or merely to reap more enjoyameliorating the condition of the working classes ; but we ment from their propensities, by accumulating wealth, and wish to see these ends accomplished according to the prin- all that it commands, in greater and more superfluous abunciples of reason, and the constitution of human nature. dance? We again answer,—That the former is the object
The great question is,-Whether man is intended by the of the Creator, because He is wise and good, and because Creator to reap his chief enjoyment on earth from his ap- He has bestowed on man intellectual and moral faculties petites, or from the faculties which constitute his rational which cannot be contented to grub for ever in the mine of nature? If from the former, then society is essentially mere wealth. constituted at present on a right basis ; the lives of the lower and middle classes are dedicated to the production
SOCIETY IN BRITAIN. and accumulation of wealth as their proper business, and those of the higher classes to the enjoyment of wealth already
BY GEORGE COMBE, ESQ. acquired. If, however, man is destined to derive happi. SOCIETY in Britain is constituted at present on ness chiefly from his rational nature, a great change re-essentially erroneous principles. If we survey the lives mains to be accomplished in the institutions and practices of men in this country, we shall find that the effect of society; and we entreat of the operatives to consider of all the discoveries that have been made in arts and what these changes must be, in order to produce real and sciences has been to render the great mass of the people permanent benefit to themselves and society at large. more busy, and more unremittingly occupied in pursuits
If man shall ever assume the station of a rational being that hear reference chiefly to the support and gratificaon earth, the business of his life must be to study the tion of the animal portion of human nature. Instead of works and the will of his Creator, to frame his institutions every individual in society enjoying more leisure, and in conformity with them, and to act in harmony with the devoting more time than formerly to the cultivation of his designs which these reveal to his understanding. One re- moral and intellectual powers, and the enjoyment of his quisite to enable him to follow pursuits referrible to these rational nature, the great body of the people are greater principles, is provision for the wants of his animal nature; slaves to toil than formerly; the only effect being an innamely, food, raiment, and comfortable lodging. It is crease in the number of persons who live independently of clear that muscular power, intellect, aud mechanical skill, all labour, and in the wealth and luxury diffused through
BY MRS. JOHNSTONE.
society at large. The portion who have been rendered in to such degrading and inhuman punishment? The most dependent of labour, do not generally devote themselves to completely organized and powerful army which, perhaps, the improvement of the species as a business, but seek the world ever saw—that which Napoleon marched into gratification to their individual feelings in such a way as Russia, and which the resistless powers of the elements only best pleases themselves ; so that society has not improved vanquished knew nothing of military torture, by the lash, in its moral and intellectual aspects in a due proportion to or in any other shape. If the British soldier be less amenits advance in ingenuity, mechanical skill, and industry. able to moral discipline, and less susceptible of feelings of The great change, therefore, that remains to be accom- honour and shame than the French, it can only be attributed plished, is, that society at large should recognize man's ra to the man-degrading effects of the barbarous cat-o'-ninetional nature as a divine institution, and practically allottails upon the mind and character of the former. time for its due cultivation and enjoyment. This can be Such things cannot go on in England; already they have accomplished only by masters and operatives uniting in remained too long. The age is against them, and the state abridging the hours of labour every day, and forming of the world : the frame of society in this land may be unsocial arrangements by which the hours gained may be de- hinged by their prolongation, voted to the acquisition of knowledge, and the exercise of the moral feelings. This ought to be practicable, if man
THE STORY-TELLER. be really a rational being: and to any one who declares the proposal to be Utopian, enthusiastic, and absurd, we an
THE FLOGGED SOLDIER. swer, that by maintaining such opinions he really degrades man into a mere labouring animal, and sets at nought his boasted adaptation for an immortal existence in a moral and Every one acquainted with the two countries, must intellectual sphere
have remarked a strong resemblance between a certain class The effects of a limitation of labour of this kind would of old Irish families, and those families to whom Scotland be to raise wages, to render trade more steady, and above nwes her bravest officers : both are alike poor, gallant, all, to increase the power, and elevate the aspirations, of well born, and possessed of the pride of birth. Young the moral and intellectual faculties, by which means Irishmen of this description formerly found honourable em. society would become capable of viewing its real position ployment in the service of foreign princes ; but these times and estimating fairly and dispassionately the proper value were gone, and lamentable prejudices had now fated them of its different pursuits. The real standard by which to to an inactivity as pernicious to themselves, as alarining to estimate value, is the adaptation of any object to promote their country. While the Highlander entered life with the human happiness ; and if happiness consists in the gratifi- most inspiring hopes, and directed the energies of youthful cation of our rational powers, then it is clear that society ambition to the promotion of his country's welfare, mutual is at present engaged in a blind pursuit of wealth, for its distrust and aversion condemned the unfortunate Irishman own sake, and that it misses enjoyment in consequence of to find happiness in carousing with the ragged peasants neglecting moral and intellectual cultivation.
who acknowledged his imaginary superiority ; to employ his
talents in cultivating the arts of vulgar popularity; and to FLOGGING IN THE ARMY.
place his ambition in heading brawls at fairs and funerals. Stripes, that Mercy, with a bleeding heart,
Nothing but wisdom and conciliation can, for any length of Weeps when she sees inflicted on a brute.
time, be “retentive of the strength of spirit;" and it is not FLOGGING is a punishment of torture which not only very surprising that such persons sometimes displayed degrades the man who suffers it, and makes the chances their prowess in enterprizes even more desperate than of moral improvement less than before, but it is often fatal beating excisemen and tithe-proctors, and carrying off to life. Let us imagine a soldier-whose breast is, perhaps,
Roderick Bourke lived in the province of Connaught, in scarred with honourable wounds-tied up to the halberts for some violation of military law; his back stripped, and called Castle Bourke. The heir to a barren sceptre, he was
a decayed house, which, by the courtesy of Ireland, was that instrument of torture applied by a vigorous arm, accustomed to hear himself addressed by his loving kernes, every stroke of which cuts into the flesh;
let us imagine in a style which the Herald's office decrees to a very differthe surgeon standing by, and occasionally feeling his pulse, ent person. The same devoted people had often ventured to ascertain how much more of this exquisite torture he can
life and limb in his service; and Roderick, who had the bear, before the effects of the agony and mutilation insepa. true spirit of an Irish prince, could not, in requital, do less rably break in upon the sources of life ; let us suppose that than spend his last acre in regaling them with whisky and the scientific calculator upon the capacity of the sufferer to
tobacco. Roderick died, after a short and tumultuous, endure the protracted torture, makes a mistake, and esti- but, on the whole, a glorious reign, and was splendidly mates his powers of endurance a little beyond what they buried by voluntary contribution; and his only son, whose really are ; —let us suppose him sinking exhausted under immediate ancestors had been general officers in the service the repeated infliction, and carried away to linger in the of all the Catholic princes in Europe, was now a private dreadful anguish that closes but in the grave. By imagin- soldier in the regiment of Sir Archibald Gordon. ing such a scene of punishment, and such a result, we only
The young Irishman had entered the army at the age of figure to ourselves what has often in reality happened under seventeen ; in three quarters of the globe he had proved his the existing system of military torture.
bravery; he was now in his twenty-seventh year, and in If it were proposed, that, whether in peace or war, the all the pride and strength of manhood. Gaiety of temper, sleeping sentinel should actually suffer death, there are per- drollery of manner, genuine Irish humour, and an exquihaps few persons capable of reflection, and not of sickly site talent for mimickry, extending to mind as well as sensibility, who would not accede to an evil so sanctioned manner, rendered him the favourite of the whole camp. by necessity ; but then it must not be death by torture. The drunken sailor, swaggering officer, strutting martinet, The lash fills the mind of an Englishman with abhorrence; and awkward recruit of Phelim Bourke, were the highest that death should follow its infliction would even render it comic treat to the soldiers who gathered round him; and somewhat less appalling. The scourge is infamy as well the officers of the different regiments, when over their wine, as cruelty. It sinks into the soul of a warrior-it breaks often sent for the graceful buffoon, delighted with his jodown the man-it is extinction of pride, and hope, and vial chanson à boire, and the brilliancy of his repartee. honour. The physical agony is but a small part (however Phelim also played finely on several instruments, and, in dreadful) of what the wretch endures. Shoot bim, rather : manly exercise, excelled all his companions. These fine for mercy, shoot him ! How does it happen that the French army can be brought military comradeship, and set off to the best advantage by
qualities were all heightened by a warm and open spirit of to the highest state of discipline without being subjected a figure uncommonly handsome, even in Ireland ; a gay, The fogometer of our Tale.
gallant air, and a countenance so intelligent, in its saucy