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Even when the ladies retreated to the drawing-room proprietor in expectancy. Mrs. M. herself was probably and the partie quarrée formed by Mrs. Blickling and Mrs. in the entail of the Grinderwell estates. Cleverley on one sofa, and Clotilda and her aunt on the “No country-seat ?_How very tiresome that must be !" other, commenced the usual tittle-tattle peculiar to such drawled Mrs. Cleverley of Poplar Lodge, leaning back on occasions, Mrs. Richard was struck dumb by perceiving the cu:hions of the sofa with a singular augmentation of that neither of her three companions were in the slightest self-importance. “ And what do you do with yourself at degree interested, on her account of a family squabble be- the close of the season ?" tween her first and second nurses about a dose of rhubarb “ We generally go the sea,” snarled Mrs. Richard; for her second boy, such as she was in the habit of quoting “ where, I observe, we meet all our friends who have fine after dinner at her friend Mrs. Calicut's. Mrs. Blickling seats of their own, of which they are for the most part horhad the politeness to cry“ indeed !" more than once in the ribly tired : so that if Mr. Martindale and myself had any conrse of her narrative; but it was clear she did not enter taste for a place in the country during the autumn, we into the history with right maternal interest ; and like might find hundreds to be let, and the satisfaction of a Constance, Mrs. Martindale was tempted to exclaim, choice." She talks to me, that never had a son.
“ But that is so different from a place of one's own !"Mrs. Cleverly and the bride, meanwhile, having none either, ejaculated Clotilda, looking sentimental, and twisting her
“ I declare I know turned a decidedly deaf ear to the whole anecdote ; and ermine boa till she pulled off a tail. when Mrs. Richard arrived at the close of the tale with every bush and briar at Starling; and there is not a flower 6 and next day, poor Nurse came to me with tears in her
in the garden which does not inspire thoughts too deep
for tears.' eyes, and told me she should have no objection to stay, provided I made it a rule in my nursery that the under
“ Nothing like a place of one's own !” cried Poplar nurse was not to stir the children's tea :” she found that
Lodge. Clotilda and the lady of Poplar Grove were deep in house
“ No, nothing like a place of one's own!” exclaimed wifery details of a different nature.
Blickling Hall. “Oh, yes !” cried Clotilda, who, no longer having the
“ No,-nothing like a place of one's own I" echoed Star fear of aunt Martindale so strongly before her eyes, had re.
ling Park. assumed her loud volubility : “ I assure you we have up all
“ Besides, one cannot hire a place for the Easter holi. our poultry and vegetables from Starling Park. It is really days, or Whitsuntide, or every now and then when one's impossible to keep a decent table in London unless one has children require a week's change of air.” a Place in the Country.”
“ We change the air by going to Brighton,” said Mrs. " I have generally heard,” observed Mrs. Richard con- Richard, trying to subdue herself into an air
of mildness.” temptuously, “that Covent Garden is the best garden in
( To be continued.) England.” 6. For those who are accustomed to adulterated London
SIR WALTER FARQUHAR. provisions, no doubt it is,” retorted her niece ; « but when people require things to be pure and wholesome, and in a natural state, there is something so revolting, in the In early life, years previous to his settling in London, way in which Battersea vegetables are forced, and London Dr. Farquhar made a temporary sojourn at Torquay: poultry fattened.” « Horrible indeed!” exclaimed Mrs. Blickling ; " I own
While there, he was summoned professionally to Berry I never can prevail on myself to touch that tell-tale colossal | Pomeroy. It is a noble ruin, very much dilapidated and asparagus, or those disgustingly bloated fowls. We have worn away by time; but magnificent even in decay, and a cart twice a-week through the season from our Place in an object of interest and attraction to every lover of scethe Country.”
nery and antiquity. Here, a massy buttress supports an " Mr. Cleverly will eat none but his own mutton,” cried oak coeval with the castle itself; there, a mouldering turthe lady of Poplar Grove.
“ And I own I never fancy any but the Blickling veni. ret is clothed with the most luxuriant ivy; while around son!” observed the Member's lady with a grand, parkish it sweeps the river proudly, as if it exulted in the contrast sort of air and tone.
of the duration of natural objects with the feebleness, and “What lovely jonquils!” interpolated Mrs. Richard, the frailty, and ephemeral existence of the edifices and efanxious to get rid of these details of the buttery hatch.
forts of man. And the double violets are really quite luxurious! How very fragrant!"
At the time I am speaking of, only one part of it was in“ Pray let me offer you a bunch if you are fond of them,” habited. Its occupants were the steward and his wife. cried her niece with patronizing graciousness. “We have The latter was seriously ill, and desired the doctor's ad. quantities sent us up from Starling almost every day." vice. Previous to seeing his patient, he was shewn into an
** It is so convenient to have one's place within a certain apartment, where he waited till the sufferer was apprized of distance of town,” said Mrs. Blickling. “When I hear his arrival. It was a large, ill proportioned room. Around people parading about their estates in Yorkshire or De- it ran pannels, richly carved, of dark oak, which, from time, sunshire, I always recollect the convenience of driving down to peace and tranquillity with as much ease as if we were
had assumed the hue of ebony. The only light which it going to a dejeuner at Wimbledon! Three hours take ua admitted fell through the chequered panes of a gorgeously to Blickling. We even have up all our cream for ices, and stained window, on which the arms of the former lords of home-made bread. In short I look upon Blickling as the Berry Pomeroy were richly emblazoned. farm which supplies our table. I should hate a place in one of the remote counties. I hope, however, I am not of
In one corner, to the right of the rude fire-place, was á fending Mrs. Martindale by saying so ?-In what county is flight of dark oaken steps, forming part of a staircase, leadMrs. Martindale's seat?"
ing appareutly to some chamber above; and on these stairs Mary-Matilda, thus interrogated, could not but reply; the fading gleams of summer's twilight shone strongly. and though it was with a visage the colour of a stick of red While Dr. Farquhar wondered, and, if truth be told, sealing-wax, she managed to make her answer as dignified chafed at the delay which had been interposed between him as periphrasis could render it.
“ My father, Sir John Grinderwell, lives in Dorsetshire. and his patient, the door opened, and a female somewhat At present, Mr. Martindale has no country-seat.”
richly dressed, entered the apartment. He, supposing her The “ at present" conveyed of course to the mind of two out of the three ladies, that Mr. Martindale was a landed
* From the papers of Whychcotte of St. John's, a clever New Publi.
him, she crossed the room with a hurried step, wringing supernatural her hands and exhibiting in her motions the duepest dis.
" I am aware of the apparent absurdity of the detail i tress, When she reached the foot of the stairs, she paused am about to give," the lady began," but the case will be for an instant, and then began to ascen:1 them with the ing at Torquay last summer, we drove over one evening to
unintelligible to you, Sir Walter, without it. While resid. same hasty step and agitated demeanour. As she reached visit the splendid remains of Berry Pomeroy Castle. The the highest stair, the light fell strongly on her features, and steward was very ill at the time, (he died, in fact, while ve displayed a countenance--youthful, indeed, and beautiful, were goipg over the ruin,) and there was some difficulty but in which 'vice and depair strove for mastery. “ If ever about getting the keys. While my brother and myself human face, " to use Sir Walter's own words, “ exhibited moments, in a large room on the ground floor; and while
went in search of them, my sister was left alone for a fess agony and remorse if ever eye, that index of the soul, there most absurd fancyl she has persuaded herself she pourtrayed anguish uncheered by hope, and suffering with saw a female enter, and pass her in a state of most indescribout interval—if ever features betrayed, that within the able distress. This spectre I suppose I must call her wearer's bosom there dweli a hell, the hell of passions that horribly alarmed her. Its features and gestures have made have no room for exercise, 'and diseases that have no hope well aware of what you will say, that nothing can possibly
an impression, she says, which no time can eftace. I am of death-those features, and that being, were then present be more preposterous. We have tried to rally her out of to me."
it, but the more heartily we laugh at her folly, the more Before he could make up his mind on the nature of this agitated and excited does she become. In fact, I fear we strange occurrence, he was summoned to the bed-side of his have aggravated her disorder by the scorn with which te patient. He found the lady so ill as to require his undi pressions are erroneous, and arise entirely from a deprare
have treated it. For my own part, I am satisfied her ifa vided attentioa, and had no opportunity, and in fact no state of the bodily organs. We wish, however, for your wish, to ask any questions which bore on a different sub- opinion; and are most anxious you should visit her withject.
out delay. But on the following morning, when he repeated his vi.
“ Madam, I will make a point of seeing your sister imsit, and found the sufferer materially better, he communi-mediately; but it is no delusion. This I think it proper
to state most positively, and previous to any interview, cited what he had witnessed to the husband, anl expressed I myself saw the same figure, under somewhat similar air: a wish for some explanation.
cumstances, and about the same hour of the day; and I The steward's countenance fell during the physician's should decidedly oppose any further raillery or incredulity narrative, and at its close he mournfully ejaculated, “ My being expressed on the subject in your sister's presence." poor wife! My poor wife !"
The dialogue that followed is not material. Sir Walter
saw the young lady the next day, and after being under “ Why, how does this relation affect her?"
his care for a very short period, she recovered. “Much-much," replied the steward, vehemently. “That “Ah! that's all very well,” said one of the youngest of the it should have come to this! I cannot-cannot lose her. cavillers, as the widow concluded her story ; « but I should You know not,” he continued in a milder tone, “ the like to have had the testimony of the young lady hersell
The spectre might be accounted for, like that of Lord Grey strange, sad history; and—and his lordship is extremely and the bloody head, on the principles of hallucination. I averse to any allusion being ever made to the circumstance, should wish to have questioned this very sensitive damsel; or any importance attached to it; but I must and will out she might have been a somnainbulist, or a simpleton." with it. The figure then which you saw, is supposed to re
“ On that subject, put what question you will, it shall be present the daughter of a former barop of Berry Pomeroy, answered. I avow myself to be that sensitive lady, or som. who bore a child to her own father. In that chamber
nambulist, or simpleton," returned the widow, sharply.
“ But what,” said our good-natured, hospitable host, wish. above us, the fruit of their incestuous intercourse was ing to break the awkward pause which this reply had cre. strangled by its guilty mother; and whenever death is ated, “what of Lord Grey and the bloody head ". about to visit the inmates of the castle she is seen wending “ Simply this. A summer or two ago Earl Grey came her way to the scene of her former crimes, with the fren- down into Devonshire, and fixed his head-quarters at the zied gestures you describe. The day my son was drowned government house in Devonport. He was declared to be she was observed and now my wife!"
very much out of health, and was indeed afflicted with a
most singular disorder ; for continually present to his “ I assure you she is better. The nost alarming symp- mind's eye was a bloody head. Go where he would, at toms have given way, and all immediate danger is at an eud. home or abroad, in solitude or in society, this very revolting
“ I have lived in and near the castle thirty years," was spectacle pursued him. The features rigid in death-the the steward's desponding reply; “ and never knew the omen lead-like, lifeless eye- the brow convulsed in agony-and fail."
the neck, from which drops of gore secmed to trickle
these features forin no very agreeable portrait. Sach, prow. “ Arguments on omens are absurd," said the Doctor, ever, as it was, no art could exclude it from the Earl's pre. rising to take his leave. “A few days, however, will, Isence, and it embittered every moment of his life." trust, verify my prognostics, and see Mrs. S
Change of scene was prescribed, and his Lordship came covered."
to Devonport; but there his enemy followed him, and con
fronted him, turn where he would, with its fixed and steady They parted mutually dissatisfied. The lady died at gaze. Ile then went to Endsleigh Cottage, * bertutitul
conntry seat of the Duke of Bedford, near Tavistock. For ! Many years intervened, and brought with them many days enjoyed the luxury of being alone. But to a large
once be seemed to have distanced his pursuer, and for many changes. The Doctor rose rapidly and deservedly into re- dinner party given there, the bloody head came, uninvited, pute; became the favourite physician, and even personal and stationed itself opposite to its old intimate, whom it friend of the Regent; was created a baronet, and ranked harrassed and disheartened with its presence, till the corni. amongst the highest authorities in the medical world.
panionship became unbearable, and the Eart, abruptly, and
in disorder, quitted the table. All this the medical mo acWhen he was in the full zenith of his professional career, counted for on physical grounds, and demonstrated clearly a lady called on him to consult him about her sister, whom I enough to his family, that it arose from hallucination,
COLUMN FOR THE LADIES.
dancing society full twenty years before my time. The first
innovation that condemned me to be a spectator where I DUTIES OF A WIFE.
used to be a not undistinguished performer, was the sickIt is for the married state that a woman needs the most ening and rotatory waltz ; of which I never saw the obinstruction, and in which she should be most on her guard ject, unless its votaries meant to form a contrast to the lito maintain her powers of pleasing. No woman can expect lies of the valley, “ which toil not, neither do they spin.” to be tn her husband all that he fancied her when he was a
Waving all objections upon the ground of decorum, surely lorer. Men are always doomed to be duped, not so much the young men and women of the present age were giddy by the arts of the sex, as by their own imaginations. They enough before, without the stimulus of these fantastical gyare always wooing goddesses, and marrying mere mortals.rations. If a fortune-hunter chooses to single out aa heir. A woman should therefore ascertain what was the charm ess, and spin round and round with lier, like a billiardthat rendered her so fascinating when a girl, and endeavour ban, merely to get into her pocket at last, there is at least to keep it up when she has become a wife. One great thing a definable object in his game; but that a man should voundoubtedly was, the chariness of herself and her conduct, lunteer these painful circumvolutions for pleasure, really which an unmarried female always observes. She should
seems to be a saltatory suicide. I never saw the figurmaintain the same niceness and reserve in her person and antes at the Opera whirling their pirouettes, like wl.ipping, habits and endeavour still to preserve a freshness and virgin tops, without wisning to be near them with a stout thongdelicacy in the eye of her husband. She should remember that I might keep up the resemblance! and as to imitating that the province of woman is to be wooed, not to woo; to their ungraceful roundabouts, by joining in a waltz, i be caressed, not to caress. Man is an ungrateful being in would rather be a teetotuin at once, or one of the front. love; bounty loses instead of winning himn. The secret of wheels of Mrs. C -y's carriage. Thanks to the Goddess a woman's power does not consist so much in giving, as in of Fashion, fickle as she is foolish, our ball-rvom misses withholding A woman may give up too much even to her have at length ceased to be twisted and twirled in this unhusband. It is to a thousand little delicacies of conduct that merciful manner, and our spinning-jennies are again pretty she must trust to keep alive passion, and to protect herself nearly confined to Manchester and Glasgow. from that dangerous familiarity, that thorough acquaintance with every weakness and imperfection incident to matri.
Tired as I was of sitting like a spondee, with my two mony. By these means she may still maintain her power, long feet hanging idle on my hands (as a noble Viscount though she has surrendered her person, and may continue would say,) I began now to entertain hopes of agnin plantthe romance of love even beyond the honey-moon.
ing my exploded heel upon a chalked board. But, alas! I « She that hath a wise husband,” says Jeremy Taylor,
was doomed to experience that there are as many disap*" must entice him to an eternal dearnesse by the veil of mo? pointments between the toe and the ground, as between the desty, and the grave robes of chastity, the oriament of meek- cup and the lip. France, my old enemy, was upon the nesse, and the jewels of faith and charity. She must have no watch to export a new annoyance : the genius of Quadrille painting but blushings : her brightness nust be purity, and started upon nie from amid thie roses painted on a ball-room she must shine round about with sweetnesses and friendship; floor, and my discomfited legs were again compelled to reand she shall be pleasant while she lives, and desired when
sume their inglorious station beneath the benches. I could she dies."
not put them into a go-cart, and begin all my steps again ;
I could not make a toil of a pleasure, rehearse before band, She's modest, but not sullen, and loves silence ;
and study my task by card and compass, merely to make Not that she wants apt words, (for when she speaks, an exhibition of myself at last. It was too like amateur She inflames love with wonder,) but because
acting; the constraint of a ballet, without its grace or skill She calls wise silence the soul's harmony.
-the exertion of dancing without its hilarity; and it was She's truly chaste ; yet such a foe to coyness,
moreover, an effort, in which I was sure to be eclipsed by The poorest call her courteous; and, which is excellent, every boarding-school miss or master who would literally (Though fair and young) she shuns to expose herself learn that by heart, which I, in my distaste to these innova. To the opinion of strange eyes. She either seldom
tions, could only expect to learn by card. Or never walks abroad but in your company; And then with such sweet bashfulness, as if
Oh, for the days that are gone !-the golden age of cock. She were venturing on cracked ice, and takes delight"
ed hats; the Augustan era of country dance; the apotheo. To step into the print your foot hath made,
sis of minuet! One of my nieces played me those explod. And will follow you whole fields ; so she will drive
ed tunes a few days ago, and what a flush of rosy recollecTediousness out of time with her sweet character.
tions did they conjure up!. Their music seemed to pene
trate into the quiet caves and grottos of memory, awaken. FASHIONABLE DANCING.
ing ideas that had long slumbered undisturbed. Methougl.t MR. EDITOR-I abhor that atrocious and impious doc- they issued from their recesses like so many embodied spi
rits : and, fastening their flowery wreaths to the spokes of trine, that. France and England are natural enemies, as if Tine's great wheel, they dragged it rapidly backwards, un. God Almighty had made us only to cut one another's til the days of my youth became evolved before me in all throats; and yet I must say that I hate the French, and the fidolity and vividness of their first existence
. Then did hate them, too, for one of their most elegant accomplish. I again behold the rich Miss B the sugar baker's daughments, their inexhaustible genius for dancing. With the ter, whom my parents invariably urged me to engage for fertility of their ballet-masters, I have no quarrel ; let them attitudinize till they have twisted the human form the supper-dances, with many a shrewd hint that a partner
at a ball often became a partner for life ; thank heaven, I into as many contortions as Fuseli ; let them vary figures never danced with her but once, and my mind's eye still be and combinations ad infinitum, like the kaleidescope; let holds her webby feet paddling down the iniddle, with the them even appropriate distinct movements to each class of foundering porpus-like fling she gave at the end, only acthe human and superhuman performers I admit of the complished by bearing half her weight upon her partner, propriety of their celebrated pas called the Gargouillade, and invariably out of tune. She was obtuse in all her perwhich, as a French author informs us, is devoted to the en- ceptions, and essentially vulgar in appearance; in the contree of winds, demons, and elementary spirits, and of whose sciousness of her wealth, she sometimes strove to look haugh. mode of execution he gravely procceds to give an elabo- ty, but her features obstinately refused to assume any exrate, and scientific description. But why must their paga pression beyond that of inflexible stupidity. She was too ries quit their proper arena, the stage, and invade our ball rooins and assemblies ? Sir, they have kicked me out of opulent, according to the sapient calculations of the world,
to marry any but a rich man; and she succeeded, at length,
in realizing her most ambitious dreams. Her husband is a This letter was addressed to the Editor of the New reconfice: yellow little nabob, rolling in wealth, and half suffocated some years sice, and while Mr. Campbell held that honoured office; at any rate was before the era of Gallopades and the Mazourka. with bile.
Square. Published by JOUN ANDERSON, Jun., Bookseller, 55, North
Booksellers, Glasgow; and sold by all Booksellers and Vendets of
AN IMPROVED METHOD OF MAKING
INTRODUCTION OF POTATOES INTO IRELAND.--Mr. Tytler
in his life of Raleigh, ascribes the introduction of potatoes into GOUDA CHEESE. Ireland to that illustrious man. He says, " At Yonghall
, in the
county of Cork, of which town he was mayor, and where his (A PARTICULARLY GOOD KIND OF DUTCH CHEESE.) house and gardens are still seen, the first potatoes ever planted
in Ireland were introduced by Raleigh, who had broughi them When the milk is all collected, the rennet, which is pre
from Virginia ; and he is also said to have been the first propa. pared in the following nänner, must be put into it. Six gator of the cherry in that island, which was imported by hira
from the Canaries. At Lismore, which formen part of thes. rennets must be taken and cut into small pieces ; on these tensive grant made to liim by Elizabeth, we find a still more must be poured three kilogrames of water, in which about interesting memorial in a Free School which he founded; and five kilogrames of kitchen salt have previously been dis- the large and beautiful myrtles in his garden at Youghall, some solved. It may be proper also to add two ounces of salt- of them twenty foet high, are associated with that love of shruba petre, or the salt of nitre, and half a bottle of the vinegar and sweet-smelling plants, aud that elegance of taste in his rural of wine. This mixture must be allowed to remain for occupations, which remarkably distinguished him." about three weeks, when it is put into bottles. The bottles must be corked with great care, the influence of the air being pernicious to the rennet. When the rennet, thus
MERRILY DANCED THE QUAKER! prepared, is poured into the milk, it must be stirred very gently in a plain unpainted wooden trough, without the
A New Song to an Old Tune. addition of warm water. It is not advisable to add warm water, unless when the milk comes from very distant pas
INSCRIBED TO THE ELECTORS OF SOUTH DURHAN : turage, or when, on account of the coldness of the weather,
BY A FRIEND. the heat necessary for promoting the operation of the rennet is wanting. It is, however, still preferable to heat the 'Twas merry, 'twas merry in Darlington, trough directly by means of fire, as is the custom in Switz. The darling town of schism, erland, where they heat the copper basins employed for What time the battle was fought and won this purpose.
In those farms, where the pasture is very rich, it is proper to add a little warm water to the milk.
With Church-of-Englandism, Particular care must be taken not to mix portions of milk
From Berwick bounds to thine, Bow-bell! which have been drawn upon different days, or even at sepa From Perth to Pedlar's Acre, rate hours of the same day, as cheeses made in this manner Friends of Reform! the chorus swellare always of a very inferior flavour. When, by means of
Merrily danced the Quaker. gentle and regular agitation, the different parts of the milk begin to separate, and when the whey is skimmed off, the 'Twas echoed from Wynyard's curd must be kneaded with great care, in order that the
And rous'd their Lord in dudgeonlarge and small particles may not be put together confusedly in the frame, and that they may be as small and as equal
"Twas echoed from Durham's ghostly stalls, in size as possible. The curd must then be wrapped in a
And scar'd each cassock'd curmudgeon. thin linen cloth, of a fine but strong texture, and put into But lordly frown and priestly gown, the frame. The frames used by M. Van Bell, are different Prelate and prelate-maker, from those usually employed, the sides being vertical. The lids ought to be made to fit exactly. The walls of these
Couldn't put Pease and plenty downframes must be pierced with small holes, through which the
Merrily danced the Quaker. whey will exude. If any difficulty be found in taking the cheese from the frame, it will be sufficient to blow into those
Merrily dance the Quaker still, apertures, as in this way the tension of the air will be re Through charm'd St. Stephen's portal ! moved, and the cheese easily taken out. The frame ought
On that door-sill swart shapes of ill to be placed upon a pedestal, near the press, in order that they may be easily put beneath it. The cheese, with its
Oppose th' audacious mortal. cloth, ought to be repeatedly returned to the frame, and Through cavillings all, that round him fall, particularly at the commencement of the pressure. When From trickster and wiseacrethe cheese is placed under the press, the pressure must at Obsolete prate of Church and Statefirst be light, and afterwards increased by slow degrees. Care must be taken that the pillars of the windlass-press
Merrily dance the Quaker! be vertical; and if the lever-press be used, that the pressure
Tait's Magazine for March. may arise exactly on the centre. With regard to the dura. tion of the pressure, M. Van Bell's method differs entirely
* Lord Londonderry's. from that of the English, who leave the cheese under the press for a very long period, sometimes even for three days whereas M. Van Bell does not allow it to remain even so
CONTENTS OF NO. XXXI. long as is the custom in Holland. It diminishes the dura.
Official Costumes... tion of the pressure according to the warmth of the temper
On the Moral Training of Children ature, in order that he may be able to put the cheese more
Servants speedily into pickle. In truth, nothing produces the putrefaction of the cheese so easily as the acetous fermentation Medical SELECTION, No. IV-Diet........................ 13 of the milk. Now, it is conceived that this fermentation Hebridean Poetry only increased by allowing the cheese to remain long in the The Story-TELLER-My Place in the Country press, especially during warm weather; when, by the method Sir Walter Farquhar, (Ghost Stories) of M. Van Bell, the curd frees it rapidly and effectually
COLUMN FOR THE LADIES-Duties of a Wife-Fashionable from the whey, and the cheese may be sooner put into the
Dancing... pickle, which acts in such a way as to prevent the fermen
An Improved Method of Making Gouda Cheese...... ........1** tation. When the cheeses are removed from the pickle,
Merrily Danced the Quaker.., they must be placed upon boards in the usual manner, which
is well known to every experimental cheese-maker? EDINBURGH: Printed by and for JOHN JOHNSTONE, 19, se prenos M. Van Bell advises the use of pickling-troughs, of a depth. sufficient to allow the cheeses to float, in order that the pickle may penetrate them equally on all sides.
NOTES OF THE MONTH.
sweet-breathed ridges, each pouring forth his blithe MARCH derives its name from Mars, the God of and emulous.carol ; the whistle of both alike exWar. By our Saxon ancestors, before their con
hilarating, and full of a fresh Spring feeling. version to Christianity, it was called Rhedé Mon- This is a busy and a happy time with many
kinds of birds. ath, . e. the rugged, or rough month. It is in ge building; the blackbirds and thrushes are in the
The crows are chattering and neral remarkable for the dry winds and boisterous weather which prepare the soil for the labours of heyday of their courtship ; and at grey twilight, the husbandman, and for receiving the seed ; hence the saunterer in the field-paths is startled by the proverb, A peck of March dust is worth a peck the call of the partridge,“ now here, now there.” of gold. Though March is often a cold month in This, in brief, is a season replete with inte. our climate, it is as frequently, (as in the present rest and delight to the lover of nature, whatseason, 1833,) distinguished by days of truly “ ver
ever be his rank or his pursuits. The ornitho.. nal mildness ;” and at worst, the air, if cold, is fare and woodcock for their summer homes in Nor
logist may now mark the departure of the field. free of damp, bracing and exhilarating; and most inviting to the commencement of out-door- exer
way and Sweden ; quitting their winter residences cises, and especially of walking, that best of all with us exactly at the period when our people of modes of training. Descriptive of the weather, finch and the golden-crested wren singing, the
fashion seek theirs. He may now hear the goldwhich is thought seasonable in March, we have another picturesque Scotch proverb, that “ March ring-dove cooing, the pheasant crowing, the woodshould come in like the adder's head, and go out like pecker shrieking; and the owls, having
opened their the peacock's tail,”—stinging in the commencement, parliaments and synods, hooting at night, in their and beautiful at the close. In this month the Spring wood opposite, who
respond in the same grave me
unintelligible jargon, to those sages in the hanging flowers, the fairest of all flowers, appear in the gardens inrich variety; and in the pastures the daisy taphysical style. The rambling botanist, or rather begins to peer forth. This sweet wilding, which a the lover of plants, has a happier time of it. Every fair author prettily terms the Robin among the end of the month, while the flower-borders are in
new day adds to his store of pleasures, till by the flowers, so universally is it beloved, rarely disap- vernal pride, the woods, meadows, and wayside pears altogether, unless in seasons of great severity; but it is May and June before the profusion of
banks yield him treasures of primrose and pansy, daisies, when their “ winking” eyes are broad open delicate wood anemone ; with arums, periwinkle,
cowslip, and crowsfoot, the marsh marygold, and the at sunny noon, absolutely whiten the “ In England, cowslips, butter-cups, and violets, chervil, and many more of Flora's hardy..bred In England, cowslips, butter-cups, and violets, * imps
. "About this time the cottage dame has her appear in the meadows, and under the hedge-rows, though with us those beauteous Spring visitants are
young broods of ducklings to attend and watch, with a full fortnight or three weeks later. Besides
hope of profit and certainty of pleasure; and she the garden flowers enumerated last month, we considerate than the heart is commiserating; as
has often the dove-cote to rifle, with a hand more have, towards the close of this, wall-flowers, and she is happily better acquainted with the price young early daffodil, or Lent lily, That comes before the swallows dares,
pigeons bear, than with Shenstone's sentimental Taking the winds of March, with beauty.
ballads. Her husband, after a day spent in field This is the month of those two poetical existences,
labour, or in tending the new dropt lambs, may the lark and the ploughboy, the one high up in now, in an evening, be seen at work for an hour, the clear cool sky; the other pacing along the between twilight and star-light, in their garden plats
putting down cabbage and savoy plants; seizing a • The only out-door spot, within the range of Edinburgh fitting evening to sow his kidney beans, peas, and pedestrians, where one finds sweet violets in profusion, is onions; or, if he be a man of horticultural ambi. (so far as we know) under the walls of Roslin Castle, and tion, dabbling in small saladings. Now he also scattered over the grassy mound on which that romantic pile stands. Some tasteful hand has, probably, strewed plants a few potatoes for an early crop, to sell to them there.
his richer neighbours after his peas; and, when all