thrown well back, to show his lily-white waistcoat, only one button of which he could afford to button to make full room for the pride of his heart, the frill of his shirt, which was inclined 'au Jobot superb' four inches wide, and extending from his collar to the waistband of his nankeen tights, which were finished off at his knees with huge bunches of ribbon; his legs were encased in silk stockings, which however, was not very good taste on his part, as they shewed the manifest advantage which an European has over a coloured man in the formation of the leg; instead of being straight, his shins curved like a cheese knife, and, moreover, his leg was planted into his boot like the handle of a broom or scrubbing-brush, there being quite as much of the foot on the heel side as on the toe side. Such was the appearance of Mr. Apollo Johnson, whom the ladies considered as the ne plus ultra' of fashion and the arbiter elegantarium.' His bow-tick, or fiddle-tick, was his wand, whose magic rap on the fiddle produced immediate obedience to his mandates. "Ladies and gentleman, take your seats." All started up. "Miss Eurydice, you open de ball." Miss Eurydice had but a sorry partner, but she undertook to instruct me. O'Brien was our 'vis-a-vis' with Miss Euterpe. The other gentlemen were officers from the ships, and we stood up, twelve chequered brown and white, like a chess-board. All eyes were fixed upon Mr. Apollo Johnson, who first looked at the couples, then at his fiddle, and, lastly, at the other musicians, to see if all was right, and then with a wave of his bow-tick, the music began. "Massa lieutenant," cried Apollo to O'Brien, cross over to opposite lady, right hand and left, den figure to Miss Eurydice-dat right; now four hand round. You lily midshipman, set your partner, sir; den twist her round; dat do now stop. First figure all over." At this time I thought I might venture to talk a little with my partner, and I ventured a remark; to my surprise she answered me very sharply, "I come here for dance, and not for chatter; look, Massa Johnson, he tap um bow-tick." The second figure commenced, and I made a sad bungle; so I did of the third and fourth, and fifth, for I never had danced a cotillion. When I handed my partner to her place, who certainly was the prettiest girl in the room, she looked rather contemptuously at me and observed to a neighbour, "I really pity de gentleman as come from England, dat no know how to dance nor nothing at all, until em hab instruction at Barbadoes." A coun

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try dance was now called for, which was more acceptable to all parties, as none of Mr. Apollo Johnson's pupils were very perfect in their cotillion, and none of the officers, except O'Brien, knew anything about them. O'Brien's superior educa tion on this point, added to his lieutenant's epaulet and handsome person, made him much courted; but he took up with Miss Eurydice after I had left her, and remained with her the whole evening, thereby exciting the jealousy of Mr. Apollo Johnson, who it appears was amorous in that direction. Our party increased every minute; all the officers of the garrison, and finally, as soon as they could get away, the governors aid-decamps, all dressed in multi (i. e. plain clothes.) The dancing continued until three o'clock in the morning, when it was quite a squeeze, from the constant arrival of fresh recruits from all the houses in Barbadoes. I must say that a few bottles of Eau de Cologne thrown about the room would have improved the atmosphere. By this time the heat was terrible, and the mopping of the ladies' faces everlasting. I would recommend a dignity ball to stout gentlemen who wish to be reduced a stone or two. Supper was now announced, and having danced the last country dance with Miss Minerva, I of course had the pleasure of handing her into the supper room. It was my fate to sit opposite to a fine turkey, and I asked my partner if I should have the pleasure of helping her to a piece of the breast. She looked at me very indignantly and said, "Curse your impudence, sar, I wonder where you larn manners. Sar, I take a lily turkey bosom, if sou please. Talk of breast to a lady, sar really quite horrid." made made two or three more barbarous mistakes before the supper was finished. At last the eating was over, and I must say a better supper I never sat down to.

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Silence, gentleman and ladies," cried Mr. Apollo Johnson, "wid de permission of our amiable hostess, I will propose a toast. Gentleman and ladies-You all know, and if so be you don't, I say that there no place in the world like Barbadoes. All de world fight against England, but England nebber fear; King George nebber fear, while Barbadoes tand tiff. Badian fight for King George to last drop of him blood. Nebber see the day Badian run away; you all know dem Frenchmans at San Lucee, give up Morne Fortunee when he hear de Badian volunteer come against him. I hope no 'fence present companny, but um sorry to say um English come here too jealous of Badians. Gentleman and lady Barbadian born have only one fault-he really too

brave. I purpose health of 'Island of Barbadoes." Acclamations from all quarters followed this truly moderate speech, and the toast was drank with rapture; the ladies were delighted with Mr. Apollo's eloquence, and the lead which he took in the company. Metropolitan

THE INQUISITION.

THE ostensible object of its early exertions was to extirpate the Jews, Moors and Moriscoes : and so successful were its efforts, that Loriente calculates that in one hundred and nineteen years it deprived Spain of three millions of inhabitants. Mariana says 170,080 families of Jews were banished, and the rest sold for slaves. They entered Portugal, but were again commanded by the Portuguese king toquit that realm also. The Moors were suffered to depart; but when the Jews were preparing to do so, the king commanded that all those who were not more than fourteen years old, should be taken from their parents and educated in the Christian religion. It was a most afflicting thing to see children snatched from the embraces of their mothers; and fathers embracing their children, torn from them, and even beaten with clubs; to hear the dreadful cries they made, and every place filled with lamentations and yells of women. Many, through indignation, threw their sons into pits, and others killed them with their own hands. Thus prevented on the one hand from embarking, and on the other oppressed and persecuted, many feigned conversion, to escape from their miseries. The cruelties practised on these people, to compel them to embrace a religion which was thus represented as only fit for devils, makes one's blood boil to read them. The Reformation appeared, and found these monsters fresh employment. The doctrines of Luther appear scarcely to have made so rapid a progress in any country as in Spain. Numbers of the highest ranks, of the most intelligent ladies, of ecclesiastics, embraced the principles of the reformer; and, had it not been for the inquisition, that country might now have figured in the front of Europe with a more glorious aspect, as a great and enlightened state. than it did under Charles V. The Inquisition had the satisfaction of extinguishing the revived flame of Christianity, and of reducing Spain to its present deplorable condition All the fury and strength of that great engine of hell was brought to bear upon it: autode-fe were crowded with Lutheran hereties, its fires consumed them; its secret

cells devoured them-men, women, children were swept into its unfathomable gulph of destruction. Priestly malice triumphed over truth and virtue.

Mr. Wilcox, afterwards Bishop of Gloucester, wrote to Bishop Burnet, that he witnessed at Lisbon in 1706, Hector Dias and Maria Pinteyra burnt alive. The woman was alive in the flames half an hour; the man about an hour. The King and his brother were seated at a window so near as to be addressed for a considerable time in very moving terms by the man as he was burning. All he asked was a few more faggots, yet he could not obtain them. The wind being a little fresh, the man's hinder parts were perfectly roasted; and as he turned himself round, his ribs opened before he left speaking, the fire being recruited as it wasted, to keep him just in the same degree of heat; but all his entreaties could not procure him a larger allowance of wood, to dispatch him more speedily.

The victims who have suffered death or ruin from this diabolical institution in various quarters of the world, are estimated at some millions. Llorente gives, from actual examination of its own records, the following statement of the victims of the Spanish Inquisition alone:~ Number of persons who were condemned and perished in the flames.. Effigies burnt....

31.912 17,659

Condemned to serve penances.......... 291.450

341 021

And these things the choicest agents of the devil have dared to act in the name of Christ, and men have believed them! Amid all the crimes of Napoleon, let it be for ever remembered that he annihilated this earthly hell with a word-but Englishmen restored Ferdinand to the throne of Spain, and Ferdinand restored the Inquisition. We fought to give Spaniards freedom, and we gave them the most blasting despotism which ever walked the earth-the despotism of priestcraft: with fire in one hand, and eternal darkness and degradation in the other.

Popular History of Priestcraft. SCOTTISH REBELLION.

Culloden-but the first appearance of the prisoners shocked me! their behaviours melted me! Lord Kilmarnock and Lord Cromartie are both past forty, but look younger. Lord Kilmarnock is tall and slender, with an extreme fine person; his behaviour a most just mixture between dignity and submission; if in anything to be reprehended, a little affected, and his hair too exactly dressed for a man in his situation; but when I say this, it is not to find fault with him, but to show how little fault there was to be found. Lord Cromartie is an indifferent figure, appeared much dejected, and rather sullen, he dropped a few tears the first day, and swooned as soon as he got back to his cell. For Lord Balmerino he is the most natural brave old fellow ever I saw ; the highest intrepidity, even to indifference. At the bar, he behaved like a soldier and a man; in the intervals of form, with carelessness and humour. He pressed extremely to have his wife, his pretty Peggy, with him in the Tower. Lady Cromartie only sees her husband through the grate, not choosing to be shut up with him, as she thinks she can serve him better by her intercession without: she is big with child, and very handsome; so are their daughters. When they were to be brought from the tower in separate coaches, there was some dispute in which the axe must go-old Balmerino cried, 'Come, come, put it in with me.' At the bar, he plays with his fingers upon the axe, while he talks to the gentlemangaoler; and one day somebody coming up to listen, he took the blade and held it like a fan between their faces. During the trial, a little boy was near him, but not tall enough to see him; he made room for the child, and placed him near himself.

"When the Peers were going to vote, Lord Foley withdrew, as too well a wish. er: Lord Moray, as nephew of Lord Balmerino: and Lord Stair-as, I believe, uncle to his great grandfather. Lord Windsor, very affectedly, said, 'I am sorry I must say, guilty upon my honour.' Lord Stamford would not answer to the name of Henry, having been christened Harry. What a great way of thinking on such an occasion! I was diverted too with old Norsa, the father of my brother's concubine, an old Jew that kept a tavern: my brother, as auditor of the Exchequer, has a gallery along one whole side of the court; I said, 'I really feel for the prisoners!' old Isacchar replied, 'Feel for them! pray, if they had succeeded, what would have become of us all? When my Lady Townshend heard her husband vote, she said, 'I always knew my Lord

was guilty, but I never thought he would own it upon his honour.' Lord Balmerino said, that one of his reasons for pleading not guilty, was, that so many ladies might not be disappointed of their show. "On Wednesday, they were again brought to Westminster-hall, to receive sentence; and being asked what they had to say, Lord Kilmarnock with a fine voice read a very fine speech, confessing the extent of his crime, but offering his principles as some alleviation, having his eldest son (his second unluckily was with him,) in the Duke's army, fighting for the liberties of his country at Culloden, where his unhappy father was in arms to destroy them. He insisted much on his tenderness to the English prisoners, which some deny, and say that he was the man who proposed their being put to death, when General Stapleton urged that he was come to fight, and not to butcher; and that if they acted any such barbarity, he would leave them with all his men. He very artfully mentioned Vanhoey's letter, and said how much he should scorn to owe his life to such intercession. Lord Cromartie spoke much shorter, and so low, that he was not heard but by those who sat very near him; but they prefer his speech to the other. He mentioned his misfortune in having drawn in his eldest son, who is prisoner with him: and concluded with saying, 'if no part of this bitter cup must pass from me, not mine, O God, but thy will be done! If he had pleaded not guilty, there was ready to be produced against him a paper signed with his own hand, for putting the English prisoners to death."

"Just before they came out of the Tower, Lord Balmerino drank a bumper to King James's health. As the clock struck ten, they came forth on foot, Lord Kilmarnock all in black, his hair unpowdered in a bag, supported by Forster, the great Presbyterian, and by Mr. Home, a young clergyman, his friend. Lord Balmerino followed, alone, in a blue coat turned up with red, his rebellious regimentals, a flannel waistcoat, and his shroud beneath; their hearses following. They were conducted to a house near the scaffold; the room forwards had benches for spectators; in the second Lord Kilmarnock was put, and in the third backwards Lord Balmerino; all three chambers hung with black. Here they parted! Balmerino embraced the other, and said, 'My Lord, I wish I could suffer for both!' He had scarce left him, before he desired again to see him, and then asked him,

My Lord Kilmarnock, do you know anything of the resolution taken in our army,

the day before the battle of Culloden, to put the English prisoners to death? He replied, "My Lord, I was not present; but since I came hither, I have had all the reason in the world to believe that there was such order taken: and I hear the Duke has the pocket-book with the order.' Balmerino answered,' It was a lie raised to excuse their barbarity to us.'-Take notice, that the Duke's charging this on Lord Kilmarnock (certainly on misinformation ) decided this unhappy man's fate! The most now pretended, is, that it would have come to Lord Kilmarnock's turn to have given the word for the slaughter, as lieutenant general, with the patent for which he was immediately drawn into the rebellion, after having been staggered by his wife, her mother, his own poverty, and the defeat of Cope. He remained an hour and a half in the house, and shed tears. At last he came to the scaffold, certainly much terrified, but with a resolution that prevented his behaving in the least meanly or unlike a gentleman. He took no notice of the crowd, only to desire that the baize might be lifted up from the rails, that the mob might see the spectacle. He stood and prayed some time with Forster, who wept over him, exhorted and encouraged him: He delivered a long speech to the Sheriff, and with a noble manliness stuck to the recantation he had made at his trial; declaring he wished that all who embarked in the same cause might meet the same fate. He then took off his bag, coat and waistcoat with great composure, and after some trouble put on a napkin-cap, and then several times tried the block, the executioner, who was in white with a white apron, out of tenderness concealing the axe behind himself. At last the Earl knelt down, with a visible unwillingness to depart, and after five minutes dropped his handkerchief, the signal, and his head was cut off at once, only hanging by a bit of skin, and was received in a scarlet cloth by four of the undertaker's men kneeling, who wrapped it up and put it into the coffin with the body: orders having been given not to expose the heads as used to be the custom.

"The scaffold was immediately new strewed with saw-dust, the block new-covered, the executioner new dressed, and a new axe brought. Then came old Balmerino, treading with the air of a general. As soon as he mounted the scaffold, he read the inscription on his coffin, as he did again afterwards: he then surveyed the spectators, who were in amazing numbers, even upon masts of ships in the river; and pulling out his spectacles read a treasonable speech, which he delivered

to the Sheriff, and said, the young Pretender was so sweet a Prince, that flesh and blood could not resist following him; and lying down to try the block, he said, 'If1 had a thousand lives, I would lay them all down here in the same cause.' He said, if he had not taken the Sacrament the day before, he would have knocked down Williamson, the lieutenant of the Tower, for his ill-usage of him. He took the axe and felt it, and asked the headsman, how many blows he had given Lord Kilmarnock; and gave him three guineas. On two clergymen, who attended him, coming up, he said, 'No, gentlemen, I believe you have already done me all the service you can.' Then he went to the corner of the scaffold, and called very loud for the Warder, to give him his periwig, which he took off, and put on a night cap of Scotch plaid, and then pulled off his coat and waistcoat and lay down; but being told he was on the wrong side, vaulted round, and immediately gave the sign by tossing up his arm, as if he were giving the signal for battle. He received three blows, but the first certainly took away all sensation. He was not a quarter of an hour on the scaffold; Lord Kilmarnock above half a one. Balmerino certainly died with the intrepidity of a hero, but with the insensibility of one too. As he walked from his prison to execution, seeing every window and top of house filled with spectators, he cried out, Look, look, how they are all piled up like rotten oranges!'

LITERARY SCRAPS.

For the Olio.

Sir Thomas Gatehouse, Knt. of Headley Park, Hants, was the gentleman whose character Dr. Smollet has drawn in "Humphry Clinker," under the name of Sir T. Bullford.

Henry II. granted to John Jenyn and Richard Ludlow, serjeants of his cellar, the office of Parkership of his Parke of Guldeford, with the office. Knockpynne there, with the wages and fees thereunto belonging, to be received out of the issues and revenues of the Castle of Windsore, by the hands of the constable there for the time being. Habend. to hold to them and the heirs males of the said Richard lawfully begotten for ever. Pat. 22. H. vi.

About the year 1764, as George Westbrook, sometime since clerk of Guildford, was digging a grave in the middle of the south chancel, he discovered an earthen pot; after which he threw out a skull with a tenpenny nail driven through the upper part of it; and that it was supposed to be Mr. Colvall's of the Friary, who was buried near that spot. ALDOMER.

Varieties.

THE NILE.-The Nile has with justice been represented as one of the wonders of the globe. Its course has been compared to the path of a good man amidst a wicked generation. It passes through a desert, dry, barren, and hideous; on the portions of which, contiguous to its banks it deposites the richest soil, which it continually waters and nourishes. This gift has been the source of subsistence to several powerful nations, who have established and overthrown mighty kingdoms, and have originated the arts, the learning, and the refinement, of the ancient world. Those nations,-instructors and pupils, -have perished; but the remains of their stupendous labour, the pyramids and the temples of Egypt and Nubia, Dongola, and Meroe, are more than sufficient to excite respect for the great people who founded them.-Under this impression a voyage up the Nile may be considered as presenting an epitome of the life of man. We meet at almost every stage with the monuments of his tyranny, his superstition, or his luxury, but few memorials of his talents directed to the improvement and protection of his fellow-creatures. We also every where perceive the traces of Almighty justice on his crimes. On the banks of this ancient river we behold cities, once famous for power and wealth, reduced to a heap of sand like the wilderness; and temples, once renowned, and colossal idols at one time feared, now prostrate, and confounded with the dust of the worshippers. The flocks lie down in the midst thereof; the cormorant and bittern lodge in the towers and palaces; their voice sings in the windows, and desolation is in the thresholds. The Nile, meantime, which has seen so many gene rations rise and disappear, still moves onward to distribute its fertilizing fluid to the countries on its borders; like a good Providence, which seems unwearied in trying to overcome the ingratitude of man by the many favours it bestows upon him.

-Ed. Cab. Lib.

ACCOUNT OF HAVANNAH.-In a city, the population of which is so mixed, the habits of the lower classes so demoralized, among whom gambling, and its concomitant drunkenness, is so prevalent,-in a city where there is no police, and where, by paying the priests handsomely, absolution may be obtained for the most atrocious crimes, no wonder that robberies and assassinations are of almost daily occurrence. Some time ago, no fewer than seven white people were murdered in different parts of the city in

one day. People are robbed in open day in the following manner :-Two villains come on each side of a pedestrian, displaying long knives under their arms, while a third deliberately takes out his watch, purse, gold shirt-buttons, &c., and whispers that, if the least noise is made, the knife will do its office; and though the plundered individual may afterwards recognise the robbers, he is afraid to give evidence against them, and must just put up with his loss. *** When the least scuffle takes place in the streets, all the doors and windows are hastily closed in the neighbourhood; the inmates of the houses are much afraid of being called upon to give evidence in case of a murder. The bodies of the murdered are exposed for a day in the street, behind the gaol, in order that their relatives may claim them. One forenoon I happened to be passing the government house with my friend Mr. Jackson, and observed a small crowd collected; we looked over the shoulders of the people, and saw a ghastly sight. In an open bier, with legs and handles to it, lay the corpse of a white man, about forty years of age, rather good-looking, and wearing a grim smile on his countenance. A dreadful gash was in his throat, his hands were also cut in the death-struggle, and his trowsers and shirt were torn, and literally steeped in gore. This was a Gallician store-keeper, who had been murdered in his own store, two or three hours before. *** All this took place within a few yards of the custom-house guard, with perfect impunity to the murderers.

Alexander's Transatlantic Sketches.

WIVES.-It seems at times odd enough that, while young ladies are so sedulously taught all the accomplishments that a husband disregards, they are never taught the great one he would prize. They are taught to be exhibitors; he wants a companion. He wants neither a singing animal nor a drawing animal, nor a dancing animal; he wants a talking animal. But to talk they are never taught; all they know of it is slander, and that "comes by nature."-Godolphin.

BONAPARTE'S RECIPE FOR DISPERSING A MOB.-When Louis the XVI. pusillanimously placed on his head the red cap at command of the ruffian Sans Cullottes, Bonaparte, who had wandered from his case towards the Tuileries, could not suppress his surprise and contempt when he saw majesty so degraded. wretches!" said the young artillery man,

"The

they should have cut down the first five hundred with grape-shot, and the rest would soon fly." And he added,