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When they can know and feel that they have been
Themselves the fathers and the dealers-out
Of some small blessings; have been kind to such
As needed kindness; for this single cause,
That we have all of us one human heart.
-Such pleasure is, to one kind Being known,

My Neighbour, when with punctual care each week
Duly as Friday comes, though prest herself
By her own wants, she from her chest of meal

Takes one unsparing handful for the scrip

Of the old mendicant; and from her door

Returning with exhilarated heart,

Sits by her fire and builds her hope in heaven.

THEODOR KÖRNER.

BORN 31ST SEPT., 1791. KILLED IN A SKIRMISH WITH THE FRENCH TROOPS ON THE 20TH AUGUST, 1813, WHILE FIGHTING, A VOLUNTEER AND PATRIOT

SOLDIER, FOR THE LIBERTIES OF GERMANY.

An interesting account of this heroic person appears in the last number of TAIT'S MAGAZINE, from which we give the following extract; to this is subjoined THE GRAVE OF KÖRNER, by Mrs. HEMANS.

Two hours before the conflict, while bivouacking in the wood, he had composed the last and most remarkable of his war-songs, the celebrated" Lay of the Sword," and read it to a comrade, from the leaf of his pocket-book, on which he had transcribed it in pencil. It was found upon his person after his decease. We must attempt to present to our readers this noble, yet nearly untranslateable lyric, although we feel that no version can approach the power and wild beauty of the original. The startling boldness of the metaphor, the fiery brevity of the language, and a certain tone of stern joy, which distinguish this remarkable strain, absolutely mock the efforts of a translator. At the close of each strophe, the fierce "Hurra!" was to be accompanied by the clang of sabres; it is, indeed, a song such as could not be composed but by one with the very breath of war in his nostrils.

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In our remote parishes even the solitary maiden, whose sole bread. winner was the spinning wheel, would have fancied her exemption from the customary dole, to "the old remembered beggar" an injury or slight to her free condition; and it may be still observed by mistresses of fa milies in towns, that when they get a young country servant, the tender heart of the maiden 'conceives it harsh, if not sinful to turn away an old beggar unserved. It takes an apprenticeship to town life to make her suspect imposition in piteous tales; and a long time to convince her that they are often wholly false and deceitful. The duty which falls to the mistress of enlightening the rustic eyes, and hardening the tender heart, is often no pleasing task.

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On the high road from Gadebusch to Schwerin, in Mecklenburg, hardly two miles from the hamlet of Rosenburg, the affray began. The French, after a short struggle, fell back upon a wood not far distant, hotly pursued by Lutzow's cavalry. Among the foremost of these was Theodor Körner; and here it was that a glorious death overtook him. A ball passing through the neck of his charger lodged in his body, and robbed him at once of speech and consciousness. He was instantly surrounded by his comrades, and borne to an adjacent wood; where every expedient that skill or affection could devise was employed to preserve his life: but in vain. The spirit of the singer and warrior had arisen to its native heaven!

Beside the highway, as you go from Lubelow to Dreycrug, near the village of Wobbelin, in Mecklenburg, was his body lovingly laid to rest, by his companions in arms, beneath an oak; the favourite tree of his country, which he had ever desired to mark the place of his sepulchre. A

monument has since been raised on the spot. It is a plain, King Henry himself conducted his daughter through Square, pillar of stone, one side of which bears the device of Northamptonshire, and then consigned her to the care of a lyre and sword, with the brief inseription, from one of the Earls of Surrey and Northumberland. Margaret trahis own poems, Vergiss die treuen Todten nicht :-" For-velled leisurely, never commencing her ride till noon, nor get not the faithful dead!" a strong, and not a vain appeal! continuing it beyond five o'clock, when she reached the -for surely, so long as the excellence of generous sacrifice, castle or palace prepared for her reception during the night. and bright genius, and warm feelings, and whatever else is Wherever she appeared she was greeted kindly: fair dames brave, and pure, and lovely, shall be held in esteem amongst and gallant cavaliers followed in her train; and every day men, this faithful Dead shall not be forgotten; but his produced a repetition of pageantry and jubilee. After a tomb will be a place of pilgrimage, and a sanctuary of week's progress she reached Berwick, where the Earl of deep and holy emotions, in all time henceforward. Nor is Northumberland gave up his fair charge to the Scottish the sepulture sanctified by his ashes alone. A fair young lords whom James had appointed to receive her. From sister is sleeping there, by the side of the poet- Berwick she departed in regal state, attired and attended soldier; his dearest sister, who survived but to complete a as future Queen of Scotland. To use the language of an last labour of love, his portrait, and then passed away, to old writer-" She was arrayed and crowned with gold rejoin in the grave the object of her undying affection. and precious stones, sitting in her litter richly appointed; Their fellowship had been too intimate and entire for death her footmen nigh; her palfrey following after, led by Sir to disturb. A memory of the loving girl will for ever ac- James Wortley, master of the horse. Next came her ladies company the name of the chief tenant of that tomb, and and gentlemen, mounted on fair palfreys, with their haradorn it with another and more beautiful association. ness rich in apparel; then followed her chariot, and after that, gentlemen en horseback."

THE GRAVE OF KORNER.

Green wave the Oak for ever o'er thy rest!
Thou that beneath its crowning foliage sleepest,
And, in the stillness of thy Country's breast,
Thy place of memory, as an altar, keepest!
Brightly thy spirit o'er her hills was poured,

Thou of the Lyre and Sword!

Rest, Bard! rest, Soldier!-By the Father's band,
Here shall the Child of after-years be lel,
With his wreath-offering silently to stand
In the hushed presence of the glorious dead,
Soldier and Bard!-For thou thy path hast trod
With Freedom and with God!

The Dak waved proudly o'er thy burial-rite,
On thy crowned bier to slun er warriors bore thee;
And with true hearts, thy brethren of the fight
Wept as they veiled their drooping banners o'er thee;
And the deep guns with rolling peal gave token,
That Lyre and Sword were broken!

Thou hast a hero's tomb-A lowlier bed
1. bets, the gentle girl, beside thee lying,
The gentle girl, that bowed her fair young head,
When thou wert gone, in silent sorrow dying.
Brother! true friend! the tender and the brave!
She pined to share thy grave.

Fame was thy gift from other but for her
To whom the wide earth held that only spot-
-She loved thee!-lovely in your lives ye were,
And in your early deaths divided not!
Thou hast thine Oak-thy trophy-what hath she?
Her own blest place by thee.

THE MOST IMPORTANT MARRIAGE EVER
CELEBRATED IN SCOTLAND.

THE marriage of our Scottish monarch James IV. with Margaret, daughter of King Henry VII. of England, has merited, from its consequences, the title of most important, Lecause it united, in those descended from it, the royal families of the two kingdoms, and terminated thereby the bloody wars which had so long desolated both of them; and it was the remote means of introducing and fostering all the arts of peace, and of raising Great Britain to a degree of power and happiness, which the countries of which it consisted would never have otherwise enjoyed. James Vi, the son of that marriage, it will be remembered, was the father of Queen Mary; and she was the mother of James VI. In this way that prince succeeded to the Scottish crown. On the death of Queen Elizabeth he got also that of England, as the descendant of Margaret, Henry the Seventh's daughter, just mentioned; and thus in his person were joined the sovereigntics of both kingdoms.

In that manner, attended by two thousand horsemen, she approached Lamber-church* (or Lamberterche, as the old writers call it), where King James's party were waiting for her in a pavilion which had been erected there for the purpose.

"When she was come there," says the same ancient writer, "the Earl of Morton advanced, and kneeling to the ground, made the receiving; and after this she was brought to the pavilion appointed for recreation, and helped down and kissed by the said lord. After the receiving done, each put himself in order, and the Queen mounted on horseback. The said Lord of Northumberland made his devoir, at the departing, of gambades and leaps with his horse, as did likewise the Lord Scroop, his father, and many others that took charge.”

The number of the Scots at this junction was estimated at one thousand persons. Passing through Haddington, the bridal party procceded to the castle of the Earl of Morton, at Dalkeith, which for the present was to be the bourne of Margaret's pilgrimage. At the gate of the castle she was met by the Countess of Morton, and by her conducted to the state-chamber, where King James, accompanied by a few select courtiers, arrived to welcome her to Scotland. The language of Somerset, the ancient journalist, regarding this meeting, is so naivé, that I give his own words. luding to the happy pair, he says, "Having made each other great reverences, his head being uncovered, they kissed together; and in likewise kissed the ladies, and others also. Then the Queen and he went aside, and communed for lang space; she held good manere, and he bareheaded." After this courtly introduction, continues the same author, "they washed their hands in humble rever

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ence, and after set them down togeder. The table being cleared, the minstrels began to blow, when danced the Queen, accompanied by my Lady Surrey. This doon, the King took licence of her, for it was late, and went to his bed at Edinburgh, very well content of so fair meeting."

superbly dressed. She was seated in her wheeled carriage, On the young Queen's departure from Dalkeith, she was which was the first of the kind that ever had been seen which had been brought with her from England, and north of the Tweed; and, with a magnificent retinue, she ceeded a few miles on the road she was met by James, who, was conveyed towards Edinburgh. When she had provaulting from his steed, walked for some time by her side; he invited her to mount behind him; and in this manner then exchanging his own horse for her more gentle palfrey, they made their entry into Edinburgh. Never, perhaps

The marriage between James IV. and Margaret took place in the year 1503, above three hundred years ago, the bride being fifteen, and the bridegroom twenty-nine years old. The following circumstances of the bride's jour ney to Scotland, her arrival at Edinburgh, and the celebra- a toll-bar. It is the first village in Scotland after leaving Berwick cir *This is Lamberton, a few miles north of Berwick, where there is 1.on of her nuptials at Holycross (Holyrood), cannot fail cuit, and, among the country people, is almost as ensivent for the irreto be not a little interesting to us all, when we reflect what gular marriages celebrated there on the eastern part of the border, as Gretna Green is for those in the west. The people in the neighbour. might have been our condition at this day but for the con-hood have a particular respect for Lamerton Toit as a marriage place, Sequences of that marriage,—the gay and happy events connected with which are now to be shortly detailed.

saying, that a king and queeu were once married there.
+ That carriage remained in Ruthven Castle.-See Bell's Life of
Quem Mary.

were royal nuptials more sportively solemnized, and never were bridal pair attended by a more numerous and merry cavalcade. The Scots are said to have outshone the English in the superb housings of their steeds, their brilliant armour, and their accoutrements. On approaching the church of the "Holy Cross," (Holyrood), each cavalier leaped from his horse; and James, putting his arm round Margaret's waist, carried her to the altar, at which they were canonically united.

EMIGRATION.

WHO SHOULD GO TO AMERICA.

IT cannot be worth any man's while, who has a means of living at home, to expatriate himself, in hopes of obtaining a profitable office in America. Much less is it advisable for a person to go thither, who has no other quality to recommend him but his birth. n Europe it has, indeed, its value; but it is a commodity that cannot be carried to a worse market than to that of America, where people do not inquire concerning a stranger, What is he? but, What can he do? f he has any useful art, he is welcomed; and if he exercises it, and behaves well, he will be respected by all that know him; but a mere man of quality, who, on that account, wants to live upon the public by some office or salary, will be disappointed, despised, and disregarded. The husbandman is in honour there, and even the mechanic, because their employments are useful. The people have a saying, that God Almighty is himself a mechanic, the greatest in the universe; and he is respected and admired more for the variety, ingenuity, and utility of handy-works, than for the antiquity of his family. They are pleased with the observation of a negro, and frequently mention it, that Boccarora (meaning the white man) make de black man workee, make de horse workee, make de ox workee, make ebry ting workee, only de hog. He, de hog, no workee; he eat, he drink, he walk about, he go to sleep when he please, he libb like a gentleman. According to these opinious of the Americans, one of them would think himself more obliged to a genealogist, who could prove for him, that his ancestors and relations for ten generations had been ploughmen, smiths, carpenters, turners, weavers, tanners, or even shoemakers, and, consequently, that they were useful members of society, than if they could only prove that they were gentlemen, doing nothing of value, but living idly on the labour of others, mere fruges consumere nati," and otherwise good for nothing, till by their death their estates, like the carcass of the negro's Gentleman hog, come to be cut up.

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and Germany, have by this means in a few years become wealthy farmers, who, in their own countries, where all the lands are fully occupied, and the wages of labour low, could never have emerged from the mean condition wherein they were born.

Next week, or in an early week,—we shall give extracts of letters from Canada, and the United States, which may be useful to intending emigrants.

WITCHCRAFT AND ITS BELIEVERS.-When Lord Chief Justice Holt was on the Oxford Circuit, a woman was put on her trial for witchcraft; having done many injuries to her neighbours, their houses, goods, and cattle, by means of having in her possession a ball of black worsted, which she had received from a person, who told her that it had certain properties. The poor old woman did not deny the possession of the said ball, but said that she had never done any one harm with it, but on the contrary, good; and that they only envied her having such an important thing in her possession. "Well," says the judge, "you seem to admit having used the ball as a charm; now, will you tell me how long you have had it, and from whom you had it!" The poor woman answered, that she kept a small public house, near to Oxford, about forty years ago; and one day, a party of young men belonging to the University came to her house, and ate and drank what they liked to call for, but had no money among them wherewith to pay for what they devoured; and that one of the young men gave her, in lieu of it, the said ball, which he assured her would do wonders for her, as it possessed surprising powers; and the youth looked so grave and wise, that she believed him; and she had no occasion to repent of it, for it had really done a great deal of good to her and others. "Well, my good woman," said his Lordship, "did the young man say any thing about unwinding the ball ?" "O yes, my Lord, he told me, that if I should do so, the charm would be gone; and here it is (producing it) in the same state I had it forty years ago." "The judge having requested her to hand it up to him for his inspection, he thus addressed the jury :—“Gentlemen, I believe it is known to some of you that I was educated at the University of Oxford; and it is now about forty years ago. Like some of my companions, I joined in youthful frolics, which riper judgment taught me were wrong. On one occasion about that period, I recollect of going to the house, which it appears this woman then kept; neither I nor any of my companions having any money, I thought of this expedient in order to satisfy her claim upon us. 1 produced a ball of black worsted, and having written a few Hebrew characters on a slip of With regard to encouragements for strangers from go- paper, I put it inside, telling her, that in that consisted a vernment, they are really only what are derived from good charm that would do wonders for her and others: seeing laws and liberty. Strangers are welcome, because there is she believed in the deception, we quietly took our deroom enough for them all, and therefore the old inhabit-parture, but not before I had enjoined her never to undo ants are not jealous of them; the laws protect them sufficiently, so that they have no need of the patronage of great men; and every one will enjoy securely the profits of his industry. America is the land of labour, and by no means what the English call Lubberland, and the French Pays de Cocagne, where the streets are said to be paved with half-peck loaves, the houses tiled with pancakes, and where the fowls fly about already roasted, crying, Come eat me! Who then are the kind of persons to whom an emigration to America may be advantageous? And what are the advantages they may reasonably expect? Land being cheap in that country, from the vast forests still void of inhabitants, and not likely to be occupied in an age to come, hearty young labouring men, who understand the husbandry of corn and cattle, which is nearly the same in that country as in Europe, may easily establish themselves there. First, they must engage as labourers, and a little money saved of the good wages they receive there, while they work for others, enables them in time to buy the land and begin their plantation, in which they are assisted by the good will of their neighbours, and some credit. Multitudes of poor people from England, Ireland, Scotland,

born

Merely to eat up the corn.

the said ball. Now, gentlemen, in order to prove to your minds the folly of those who believe in, and persecute, such deluded and silly creatures as this woman, now arraigned as a witch, 1 will undo this ball before your eyes, and I have no doubt will find the characters I wrote on a slip of paper forty years ago." The judge soon unwound the ball, and produced the identical paper, with the Hebrew characters; which so convinced the jury of the folly and absurdity of the then general belief, that the woman was immediately pronounced NOT GUILTY, and discharged.

ORGANIC DEFECTS, -Professor Rudolphi, in a memoir read before the Berlin Academy of Sciences, remarks, that the intermarriage of parties who labour under defective organs, is not a matter of such little moment as many apprehend. "It fell under our observation," says he, "that here, in Berlin, a deaf person having married a person who could hear, the male offspring of this marriage are all deaf and dumb, whilst the females have their hearing perfect. It has been also communicated from North America, that, in one family several members for various generation's have been struck with blindness at a certain age. Block mentions, that, in the family of a Berliner, a severing of the iris and a central cataract are hereditary; and I am acquainted with a girl, who is one of the youngest of that family, and is afflicted with these evils in both eyes. Indeed, we may observe the absence of the black pigment of the eye in more animals than the white mouse and rabbit."

ELEMENTS OF THOUGHT.

MIND.

Mind has, by its own native energy, won for itself its proper station in the affairs of the external world. Not only has it given laws to nature, but it is now exerting supreme dominion over the great heart of society. The spirit of the age is of its begetting; the march of intellect is but its going-forth. The age of reason long ago commenced. In its infancy, by the mere novelty of its appearance, it startled the state" from its propriety:" then came its non-age,-the period between puberty and manhood,—during which its character was felt to be doubtful, as at such seasons character always is. But the fixed time awaited it; the inevitable years advanced, and its manhood appeared in the attributes of resolution. Such is the attitude which it has now assumed; the free daring of its mien is not to be cowed. It wakes, glorious in its strength, as the sun when he rises, like a giant rejoicing to run his course. But shall its setting come also at last? Nay, what has mind to do with rising or setting, or with day and night? Chance and change approach not the pure element which it inhabiteth; time is but the motion of its thoughts, and space only the intuition of its feelings. Let but its fiat be uttered, and the universe shall shake to its foundations, or a new world start from the ruins of the old.

ages.

GREAT MEN.

In the more enlightened classes of individuals, some now and then rise up, who, through a singular force and elevation of soul, obtain a sway over men's minds to which no limits can be prescribed. They speak with a voice which is heard by distant nations, and which goes down to future Their names are repeated with veneration by millions, and millions read in their lives and writings, a quickening testimony to the greatness of the mind, to its moral strength, to the reality of disinterested virtue. These are the true sovereigns of the earth. They share in the royalty of Jesus Christ. They have a greatness which will be more and more felt. The time is coming, its signs are visible, when this long-mistaken attribute of greatness will be seen to belong eminently, if not exclusively, to those, who, by their character, deeds, sufferings, writings, leave imperishable and ennobling traces of themselves on the

human mind.

ORTHODOXY.

THE PETTICOAT KIRK. Patronage is the most absurd and unreasonable bondage ever inflicted upon men. One great apology for its exercise is, that the presentee must every way be fit for those upon whom he is forced, for the Presbytery have licensed him. Now, observe this reasoning. The college of physicians license a professional man, but of all whom they license they allow me to make my choice. Not so the patron and the Presbytery :-here is the man, and a whole congregation must take him to be their pastor. How shamefully absurd! I can choose the man to care for my body, but I holds with respect to a lawyer :-he has been licensed by the cannot choose the man to care for my soul!! The same faculty of advocates, but I may take my choice of any one I think best :-thus I may choose the man to whom I commit my character or my worldly fortune; but the patron comfort and eternal welfare to any man they please. Now, and the Presbytery will force me to commit my spiritual I have a word for the patron. He has a beautiful daughter, and an accomplished young lady she is. I say to her father, the patron of the kirk, I mean to present a husband will or not. to your daughter, and she must marry him whether she spend her fortune!!! What an outcry the father, and It is true, he is not well behaved, and he will mother, and daughter would make. You will ruin my daughter's comfort all her life. What, then, I reply, you will ruin my comfort in this life, and in the life that is to me? come. Which is the most to be pitied-your daughter or you will perceive the colouring of the picture is not over. Let the affair of patronage be fairly examined, and charged. But patronage takes other cunning ways to effect the same purpose. The young preacher makes up to the he will never get a kirk. patron's daughter, for he knows well that in any other way must be provided with a husband, at the expense of the And now the patron's daughter feeling, comfort, and edification, of a whole parish, during his incumbency. Now, a kirk that is disposed of in this if the preacher has money or friends, ways and means may way is, in every sense of the word, a petticoat kirk. But be taken secretly to buy the living. And this is sometimes resorted to. In this case, we may safely call the kirk secrectly bought, a penny kirk. Another way may be open for the disposal of a kirk, and that is in the case of for me or my friend you shall have the vacant kirk A an election. The patron may say to an elector, if you are kirk disposed of in this way may be called a political kick. The words sound harmoniously-A petticoat kirka penny kirk-a political kirk !—Dr. Kidd of Aberdeen.

MANUFACTURES.

It is the malt.

Manufactures are founded in poverty. tude of poor without land in a country, and who m work for others at low wages, or starve, that enables dertakers to carry on a manufacture, and to afford it el enough to prevent the importation of the same kind abroad, and to bear the expense of its own experator But no man who can have a piece of land of his own. u ficient by his labour to subsist his family in plenty, enough to be a manufacturer, and to work for a master. Hence, while there is land enough in a country succ for the people, upon easy terms, there can be no m tures to any amount or value.

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Orthodoxy* is a Greek word, which signifies a right opinion, and hath been used by churchmen as a term to denote a soundness of doctrine or belief with regard to all points and articles of faith. But as there have been among those churchmen several systems of doctrine or belief, they all assert for themselves that they only are orthodox, and in the right, and that all others are heterodox, and in the ed upon facts, that the natural livelihood of the thin irhaite It is an observation zoude wrong. What is orthodoxy at Constantinople, is hetero-ants of a forest country is hunting; that of a greater nute doxy, or heresy, at Rome. What is orthodoxy at Rome, is ber pasturage; and that of a middling population agrical heterodoxy at Geneva, London, and many other places. ture; and that of the greatest, manufactures; which last must What was orthodoxy here in the reign of Edward VI., be- subsist the bulk of the people in a full country, or they came heresy in the reign of his sister Mary; and in Eliza- must be subsisted by charity, or perish.-Frenklin. beth's time things changed their names again. Various was the fate of those poor words in the reigns of our succeeding kings, as the currents of Calvinism, Arminianism, and Popery ebbed and flowed.-Dr. Robertson.

• The definition given by a Loanhead weaver to a Gilmerton carter, i as complete, and more brief-" I say, David, you that kens a' thing, the minister was telling us yesterday about orthodoxy and heterodoxynow, what's that?"-"I'll soon tell ye that, Jock.-When your doxy and my doxy 'gree, ye observe-well, that's orthodoxy; but when your doxy and my desy differ-that's heterodoxy."-No definition could be more complete.

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THE ORGAN. Two Highlandmen, kilte in primitiva Place, on a Sunday, and seated themselves in a respectable order, dropped inadvertently into St. Paul's Chapel, York pew. Having never been in an Episcopal apei befo phony being struck up by the organist. their astonishment cannot be described on a eautiful sy A that instant a gentleman came to take possession of the st and civil laid his hand on the shoulder of one of then, nd point: 1 to the door. "Hout tout!" cried the High ander, “tok” out Donald there, he be a far better dancer t3 „.5. me."

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Ir has long been my intention to write my own history; and I am determined to begin it to-day; for half the good intentions of my life have been frustrated by my unfortunate habit of putting things off till to-morrow.

When I was a young man, I used to be told that this was my only fault; I believed it; and my vanity or laziness persuaded me that this fault was but small, and that I should easily cure myself of it in time.

That time, however, has not yet arrived; and at my advanced time of life, I must give up all thoughts of amendment, hoping, however, that sincere repentance may stand instead of reformation.

My father was an eminent London bookseller: he happened to be looking over a new biographical dictionary on the day when I was brought into the world; and at the moment when my birth was announced to him, he had his finger upon the name Basil; he read aloud—“ Basil, canonized bishop of Cæsarea, a theological, controversial, and moral writer."

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ed, to a crowded congregation. None but those who are themselves slaves to the habit of procrastination, will believe that I could be so foolish as to put off writing this sermon till the Saturday evening before it was wanted. Some of my young companions came unexpectedly to sup with me; we sat late; in the vanity of a young author, who glories in the rapidity of composition, I said to myself that I could finish my sermon in an hour's time. But, alas! when my companions at length departed, they left me in no condition to complete a sermon. I fell fast asleep, and was wakened in the morning by the bishop's servant. The dismay I felt is indescribable; I started up-it was nine o'clock; I began to write; but my hand and my mind trembled, and my ideas were in such confusion, that I could not, great genius as I was, produce a beginning sentence in a quarter of an hour.

I kept the bishop's servant forty minutes by his watch; wrote and re-wrote two pages, and walked up and down the room; tore my two pages; and at last, when the footman said he could wait no longer, was obliged to let him go with an awkward note, pleading sudden sickness for my apology. It was true that I was sufficiently sick at the time when I penned this note; my head ached terribly; and I kept my room, reflecting upon my own folly, the whole of the day. I foresaw the consequences; the living was given away by my patron the next morning, and all hopes of future favour were absolutely at an end.

Basil's next adventure was in the suite of Lord Macart

My boy," continued my father, "shall be named after this great man, and I hope and believe that I shall live to see him either a celebrated theological, controversial, and moral author, or a bishop. I am not so sanguine as to ex-ney to China, for which voyage he made immense preparapect that he should be both these good things."

I was christened Basil, according to my father's wishes; and his hopes of my future celebrity and fortune were confirmed, during my childhood, by instances of wit and memory, which were not perhaps greater than what could have been found in my little contemporaries, but which appeared to the vanity of parental fondness extraordinary, if not supernatural.

When I was sent to a public school, I found among my companions so many temptations to idleness, that, notwithstanding the quickness of my parts, I was generally flogged twice a week. As I grew older, my reason might perhaps have taught me to correct myself, but my vanity was excited to persist in idleness by certain imprudent sayings or whisperings of my father.

When I came home from school at the holydays, and when complaints were preferred against me in letters from my schoolmaster, my father, even while he affected to scold me for my negligence, flattered me in the most dangerous manner by adding-aside to some friend of the family"My Basil is a strange fellow; can do anything he pleases—all his masters say so; but he is a sad idle dogall your men of genius are so; puts off business always to the last moment—all your men of genius do so. For instance there is — whose third edition of odes I have just published—what an idle dog he is. Yet who makes such a noise in the world as he does?-puts off everything till to-morrow, like my Basil; but can do more at the last moment than any man in England—that is, if the fit seizes him; for he does nothing but by fits; has no application -none; says it would petrify him to a dunce.' I never knew a man of genius who was not an idle dog."

Not a syllable of such speeches was lost upon me; the ideas of a man of genius and of an idle dog were soon so firmly joined together in my imagination, that it was imbible to separate them, either by my own reason or by that of my pre eptors,

Basil's father got time to change his notions as the sar promoded in the old course. He obtained a patron in 1elate, and was educated for the church with of preferment. He says, My patron, who do like car the better the oftener I dined with him, reason to hope that he would provide for me I w. not yet ordained, when a living of sip horored per annum fell into his gift; he held it over o me.ths, as it was thought, on purpose for me. the mean time, he employed me to write a charity **won for him, which he was to preach, as it was expect

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tions, but unfortunately lost his ship; and did not recover it till at Sumatra. His resolution was now taken to write a history of China, which should make his own fortune, and delight his father; but when at Pekin, he found his note-books had been left in his bed on ship-board, and his remarks, written down on scraps of paper, were mislaid, long before he came to require them. Through negligence, Basil got into disagreeable adventures, and finally returned home, neither richer nor wiser than when he left England. Besides his imperfect notes, he found his great work on China forestalled by a more prompt and industrious writer, probably of very inferior ability. That he might be able to redeem lost time, Basil set off to an uncle Lowe, who, he says, lived in the country, in a retired part of England. He was a farmer, a plain, sensible, affectionate man; and, says Basil, as he had often invited me to come and see him, I made no doubt that I should be an agreeabl guest. I had intended to have written a few lines the week before I set out, to say that I was coming; but I put it off till at last I thought that it would be useless, because I should get there as soon as my letter.

I had soon reason to regret that I had been so negligent; for my appearance at my uncle's, instead of creating that general joy which I had expected, threw the whole house into confusion. It happened that there was company in the house, and all the beds were occupied. While I was taking off my boots, I had the mortification to hear my aunt Lowe say, in a voice of mingled distress and reproach, "Come! is he?-My goodness! What shall we do for a bed? How could he think of coming without writing a line before-hand? My goodness! I wish he was a hundred miles off, I'm sure."

My uncle shook hands with me, and welcomed me to old England again, and to his house; which, he said, should always be open to all his relations. I saw that he was not pleased; and, as he was a man who, according to the English phrase, scorned to keep a thing long upon his mind, he let me know, before he had finished his first glass of ale to my good health, that he was inclinable to take it very unkind indeed, that, after all he had said about my writing a letter now and then, just to say how I did, and how I was going on, I had never put pen to paper to answer one of his letters, since the day I first promised to write, which was the day I went to Eton school, till this present time of speaking. I had no good apology to make for myself, but I attempted all manner of excuses; that I had put off writing from day to day, and from year to year, till I was ashamed to write at all; that it was not from want of affection, &c.

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