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THE WANDERING- JEW. By Eucese Sue. Peopl...
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Octobeb 4, 1845. The Northiellff Mail. 3
Octobeb 4 , 1845 . THE NORTHiEllff MAIL . 3
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Beauties Op Byron, So. Sn. "Chiide Hmoed...
BEAUTIES OP BYRON , so . sn . " CHIIDE HMOED . " "We think wc may appropriately introduce the following beautiful stanzas , as BtEQjr * a SIGHT XHOTJGBIS . lis night , when meditation bids us feel TVe once have loved , though love is at an end : "The heart , lone mourner of its baffled zeal , Though friendless now , -will dream it had a friend . Who with the weight of years would wish to bend , ^ iThen youth itself i-urvives y « ung love and joy » AlasS when mingling souls forget to blend , " Seatli hath hat little left him to destroy ! Ah ! happy years 1 once more who would not be a boy ?
Thus bending o ' er the vessel ' s laving side , To gaue on Dian ' s wave-reflected sphere , The soul forgets her schemes of Hope and Pride , And flies unconscious o ' er each backward year . Sone are so desolate but something dear , Dearer than self , possesses or possess'd A thought , and chains tlie homage of a tear ; A flashing pang t of which the wciry breast Would still , albictin vain , the heavy heart divest . To sit on rocks , to muse o ' er flood and fell , To slowly trace the forest's shady scene , "Where tilings that own not man ' s dominion dwell , And mortal footbath ne ' er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountains all unseen , "With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o ' er steeps , and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; ' tis but to hold Converse with Nature ' s charms , and view her stores unroil'd .
But , ' midst the crowd , tlie hum , tlie shock of men , To hear , to sec , to feel , and to possess , And roam along , the world's tired denizen , "With none who bless us , none whom we can bless j Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! Sone that with kindred consciousness endued , If we were not , would seem to smile the less Of all that flattcr'd , fohowed , sought , and sued , " 23 « s is to he alone : this , this is solitude ! More blest the life of godly eremite , Such as on lonely Athos may be seen , "Watching at eve upon the giant height ! "Which looks o ' er waves so blue , skies so serene , That he who there at such an hour hath been "W iU wistful linger on that hallow'J spot , Then slowly tear him from the witching scene , Sigh forth one wist that such had been his lot , Then turn to hate a world he had almost forgot .
The following stanzas open the story of the "Clukle ' s" pil grimage through Albania : mark how surpassingly beautiful is the first stanza : — Bear ISature is the kindest mother stiU , Though always changing . iu her aspectmild ; Prom her bare bosom let me take my fin , Her nevewveanca , though notherfavour ' d child . Oh ! she is fairest in her features wild , "W here nothing polished dares pollute her path : To me by day or night she ever smiled , Though I have mark'd her when none other hath , -Ana sought her more and more , and loved her best in wralh .
Land of Albania ! where Iskander * rose , Theme ef the young , and beacon of the wise , And he his namesake , whose oft-baffled foes Shrunk ftom his deeds of chivalrous emprize ; Land Of Albania !} let me bund mine eyes Oa thee , thou rugged nurso of savage men ! The cross descends , thy minarets arise , And the pale crescent sparkles iu the glen , Through many a cypress grove within each city ' s ken , Childe Harold sail'd and passM the barren Spot Where sad Penelope o ' crlooVd the wave , J And onward view'd the mount , not yet forgot , The lover ' s refuge and the Lesbian ' s grave . Bark Sappho ! could not verse immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave 1 If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth ' s children may aspire
Here the red cross , for stiU the cross is here , Though sadly scoff \ l at by the circumcised , Forgets that pride to pamper'd priesthood dear ; Churchman and votary alike despised Foul Superstition ! howsoever disguised Idol , saint , vigin , jwophet , crescent , cross , For whatsoever symbol thou art prized , Thou sacerdotal gain , hut general loss ! "ffhofrom true worship ' s gold can separate thy dross j Arabracia's gulf behold , where once was lost A world for woman , lovely , harmless thing ! " In yonder rippling bay their naval host Bid many a llouian chief and Asian Meg To doubtful conflict , certain slaughter bring ; l Look where the second ClCSarS tfOJlllieS TOSCl Kow , like the hands that rear'd them , withering , Imperial anarchs , doubling Iranian woes ! God ! was thy globe ordaiu'd for such to win and lose ?
Ohl where Bodoaa ! is thine agedgrove , Prophetic fount , and oracle divine 1 "What valley echoed tlie response of Jove ? "What trace rcmaiuetli of the thunderer ' s shrine ! All , all forgotten—and shaB man repute That his frail bonds to fleeting life are broke ? Cease , fool 2 the fate of gods may well he thine : Wouldat thou survive the marble or the oak ? When nations , tongues , and wc-ilds must sink beneath the stroke ! We arc compelled to pass by the stanzas , perhaps equally as beautiful as the above , descriptive of Albanian life , and the poet's interview with the famous snd terrible Ali Pacha . Forthe " beauties" of these picturesque stanzas , including the semi-brigand song connnenciug Tamboursi ! Tambourgi ! thy larum afar Gives hopes to the valiant , and promise of war ;
\ fe must refer the reader to the poem itself ; from the notes to which they will also glean much interesting information concerning the country of Albania . Brnos was attended by two Albanians for a consideralle time , ami , speaking of their fidelity , he says , men more faithful in peril or indefatigable in service" he never fonnd . When in the Morea , in IS 10 , the poetwasseized with a dangerous fever , and these two men nursed him '' with an attention which would have done honour to civilization . " The one w as a Turk [ Mahometan ) named Dervish Tahiri ; the other an Infidel [ Christian ] named Basilius . The poet thus describes his leave-taking with these attendants : —
when preparations were made for my return , my Mhanwnt wera summoned to receive their pay . Basilius took his with an awkward show of regret at my intended departure , and inarched away to his quarters with his hag of piastres . I sent for Dervish , but for some time he was not to be found ; at last he entered , just as SignorLogOtheti , father to the ci-devant Anglo-consul of Athens , and some other of my Greek acquaintances , paid me a visit . Dervish took the money , but on a sudden dashed it to the ground ; and clasping his hands , which he raised to his forehead , rushed out of the room weeping bitterly . From that moment to the hour of my embarkation , he continued his lamentations , and all our efforts to console him only produced this answer— "He leaves me . " Signor Logotheri , who never wept before for anything less than the loss of a para ( about the fourth of a
farthing ) , melted the padre of the convent , my attendants , my visitors—and I verily believe that even Sterne ' s "foolish fat scullion" wouldhave left her "fish-kettle" to sympathise with the unaffected sorrow of this barbarian . Por my own part , when I remembered that , a short time ¦ b efore my departure from England , a coble and most intimate associate had excused himself from taking leave of me because he had to attend a relation " to a milliner ' s , " I felt no less surprised than humiliatedby the present occurrence and the past recollection . That Dervish would leave me with some regret was to bo expected ; when master and man have been scrambling over the mountains of a dozen provinces together , they are unwilling to separate ; but his present feelings , contrasted with his native ferocity , improved my opinion of the human heart .
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The Purgatory Of Suicides, A ?Bisos Biii...
THE PURGATORY OF SUICIDES , A ? bisos Biiiue is Tex Books . By Thomas Coomb , the Chartist . London : J . Uow , 132 , Fleet-Street * . ( Continued from Hie Star of September 8 th J The following purely poetical and truly beautiful stanzas , forming the exordium to the fourth book , appear to have been suggested by the singing of a robin , oa the window-grating of tho poet-prisoner ' s cell : — Welcome , sweet . Robin!—welcome , cheerful onel ^ Thy dost thou slight the merry fields of corn , —• She sounds of human joy , —the plenty strown -From Autumn's teeming lap , —and , at gray mom , Ere the sun wakes , sing to the things of scorn And infamy and want and sadness whom Their stronger feUow-criminals have torn Promfreedom and the gladsome light of home"So quench the nobler spark within , in dungeon'd gloom 1 TrTiy dost thou choose , throughout the live-long day , A prison rampart for thy perch , and sing As thou wonldst rend thy fragile throat ? Away ! Jfy little friend , away , upon light wing , A while , —bsyond this house of suffering ! Away Jr-and I will watch for thy return , — Thinking , meanwhile , how , by the silver spring Mantled with golden lilies , thou dost turn Thy pretty head awry , so meaningly , and yearn ,
* Iskander Is The Turkish Word For Alexa...
* Iskander is the Turkish word for Alexander . 1 Albania comprises part of Macedonia , Tllyria , Chaonia , and Epinis . t Ithaca . S The battle of Aetium .
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From out that beaming look , to know what thoughts , Within the barb-leaved hart ' s-tongue dwell—The purple eye petalled with snow , that floats So gracefully : —dost think the damosel , Young Hope , kirtled with Chastity , there fell Into the stream , and grew a flower so fair * Ah ! still thou linger ' st , while I , dreaming , tell Of pleasures I would reap , if free I were , — Like thee , —to breathe sweet Freedom ' s balmy air . Away!—for this is not a clime for thee—Sweet childhood ' s sacred one . ' The hawthorns bend With ruddy fruitage : tiny troops , with glee Plundering the mellow wealth , a shout will send Aloft , if they behold their feathered friend , Loved " Robin ltedbreast , " mingle with their joy 1 Did tl ey not watch thy tenderlings , and wend With eager steps , when school was o ' er , a coy And wistfulpeep to take—lest some rude ruffian boy ,
With sacrilegious heart and hand , should rob Thy nest as heathenly as if " Heaven ' s bird " Were not more sacred than the vulgar mob Of pies and crows ! Flee , —loved one!—thou hast heard This dissonance of bolts and bars that gird Old England ' s modern slaves , until thy sense Of freedom ' s music will he sepulchred : — Hie to yon jocund band of innocence , And , ' mid their rapture , pour thy heart ' * mellifluence ! Still linger'st thou upon that dreary wall Which bars , so enviously , my view of grove , And stream , and hill , —as if it were death ' s pall ? 0 leave this tyrant-hold , —and , joyous rove-Loved bird of Home , —bird of our father ' s love , — Where the thatched cottage , clad with late-blown rose , And sweetbriar , and rosemary , thickly wove With the dwarf . vine , its nectared garland shews Unto the amorous bees that ' midst its sweets carouse .
Hasten , dear Robin!—for the aged dame Calls thee to gather up the honeyed crumb She scatters at her door ; aud , at thy name , The youngsters Crowd to see their favourite coric . Fear not Grimalkin!—she doth sing " three-thrum , ' With happy half-shut eyes , upon the warm Soft cushion in tlie corner-chair : deaf , dumb , And toothless lies old Growler : —f « xr no harm , — Loved Robin : —thou Shalt banquet hold without alarm Ah ! Chanticleer hath eyed the dainties spread For thee , and summons his pert train the prize To share . Lo ! how the children ask with dread , Of the old grandame with the glazed eyes , " Why Kohin does not come « " The pet one cries , Because he sees thee not , —unpadded , Ev ' n with the apple tinct with vermeil dyes , The first-born offers with a kiss ! Abide i ' ot here , expected one , —lest woe tlie cot betide . '
If thou return not , Gammer o ' er her pail Will sing in sorrow , ' neath tlie brinded cow , — And Gaffer sigh over his nut-brown ale , — While evermore the petlings , with sad brow , Will look for thee upon the holly bough—Where thou didst chirp thy signa l note , ere on The lowly grunsel thou didst light , aud shew , With such sweet confidence , —thou darling one . ' — Thy blyfhesome face , —and , on thee , all cried " benison !' . The thought strikes the poet that the robin has abjured his former haunts because the happiness which once existed there , exists no longer : —
Alas ! I mind me why thou linger'st here : — My country ' s happy cottages abound Jfo longer!—where they stood and smiled , uprear The "ilastile" and tho gaol!—and thou hast found Such refuge , Robin , as—upon the ground Where Alfred reigned , and Hampden fought and bled-Whcre Milton sung , and Latimer was crowned With glorious martyrdom—is portioned Unto our fathers' sons—who win with tears their bread . Bread . '—nay , devour with greed the grovelling root , As recompense of labour for their lords;—Or , spurned , when begging to have , like tlie brute , Fodder for toil , and coerced into hordes Of midnight spoilers—swell the black records Of cruelty aud crime . " This dear , dear land " Is dear no longer : its great name affords Thoughts but for curses 1 Aye , whsre the brave baud Sang iu the flames—lit by the brood of Hildebrand
;—Where strode the iron men of Eunnyniede , And quelled the tyrant;—where Hypocrisy ! And Lawlessness , though sprung of royal seed And sceptred , paid stern forfeit by decree Of broad-day justice unto Liberty ;—Where noblest deeds were done ; upon this isle —< " This precious stone set in the silver sea , " Men talk of England as of something vile ; Aud wish they could forget her , in some far exile I Tlie cottage babes are mournmg , did I say , For that the threshold their loved visitant Presented not ? Alas , poor bird ! Thy lay And all its sweetness is forgot : their want Of bread hath banished thoughts of Robin ' s chaunt : The children plenty hnow no more ; and Love And Gentleness have fled from Hunger ' s haunt : — Pled is all worship for fair things that rove Among fair flowers—worship iu young hearts sweetly wove .
Pair Aature charms not : fellowship with song And beauty—germs from which grow , for the good Reverence , aad for the frail—though wrong—i Pity and tenderness;—all these , the rude Chill breath of Want hath stilled in the bud ; And beggar quarrels for their scanty crust Sow fill the bosoms of the lean , dwarfed brood , The peasant father—sprung from sires robust—Beholds at home , awl wishes he were laid in dust I Ah 1 darling Robin—thou wilt soon behold Jfo homes for poor men on old England ' s shore : — No homes but the vile gaol , or viler fold Reared by new rule to herd the " surplus poor "Wise rule which unto Pauperism ' s foul core—The rich man's purse-plague ' s core—shall penetrate : Paupers shall ntidtiph ; their race no more Except they live in palaces . ' Debate Upon the rule they may : but—the slaves bear their fate !
Slaves—abject , bloodless , soulless , sneaking slaves!—Your fetters are perfected , now ! Tug , strain , Toil , sweat , and starve , and die!—For , whoso raves For larger pittance from his lords humane—Or , malcontent , dares from hard toil refrain-He shall he Baslited ! His wise lords say well-Such grumbling slaves might nurture bold disdain Iu their serf-offspring : better 'tis to quell , At once , and , in the germ , creatures that might ; rebel ! Cowards—why did ye suffer knaves to forge These eunuch-fetters—and to bind them on Tour limbs?— Beshrew this rising in my gorgo To think that others ' neath their fetters groan , And do not break them!—Wear I not my own ? Aye—and must wear them , while my tyrants choose . WeU : let me bide my time ; and , then , atone For that real crime—the failing to arouse Slaves against tyrants : —I may—yet—before life's close .
In this book ( which is much superior to the second and third ) we are introduced to Chattektox , Saf-PH 0 , and LrcnEHDS . Of the first of these wc are told—A stately burthen , couched in antique tongue And magic rhyme , unto his mystic shell With tuneful voice , the unseen minstrel sung . But , suddenly , his lofty harpings fell To dirge-like melody—for smit by spell Of memory , the bard his fated toil On earth—his breath of hope hushed by the knell Of early death , sung sadly . Dull recoil His harp seized , next—as if it shrunk from overtoil .
The sorrow-broken songster , soon , to wake Its chords in wailful cavatina strove : — He sung of the proud , slighted bosom ' s ache—Of soul-consuming fires more fierce than love Or jealousy—of restless hopes that move Their young possessor to aspirings wild—Of disappointment ' s gall when frowns disprove His smiling day-dreams—till the draught defiled—The deathly chalice—tempts the scorn-stung Poet-child Sobbings , that heaved as they would rend the heart , Succeeded—and the lyre was dumbi Then passed The shade of fated Chattertou athwart My path—sad , mournful , slow , with eyes downcast , And visage ye might emblem by a waste Of over-prurience , or tropic field Where luscious fruitage springing thick and fast Expires of hasty ripeness , ere can yield To th' taste its sweets , or their rich value be revealed . —
The picture of Sappho js beautiful : — A monumental form , that meetly glowed With softest radiance , sadly o ' ar an urn Sepulchral , 'neath a lofty cypress , bowed , Midway , along this sombrous pathway . Lorn It droop'd , and , voiceless , seemed to tell , "I mourn With more than mortal grief ; " yet , was such grace Celestial by that drooping statue worn , That one desired for ever in that place To stay and gaze upon its spiritual face . Enwrapt to ecstasy , I gazed till life Began to fill its breast , and passion shone Through its unmarWei eves J Death a vain strife Essayed , with chilly grasp around her zone , To hold in sculptured grief that ardent one . Lo ! high immortal Love breathed vital power On her fair limbs—aud , with a gentle moan , She raised her head—a monument HO mOTS Of sorrow : —but , for love , a peerless cynosure !
Her islet shell the burning Lesbian took From sad repose upon tlie urn that feigned To hold the image of her grief , and Strook The matchless chords as one who pain disdained ; Then , proudly , though with tears , she thus complained Of slighted tenderness—vowing to feed Her fruitless flame till , spirit disenchained From torture , her deep constancy its meed Should find in some blest state for souls by gods decreed : Phaon 1 beloved , unloving Phaon ! thee The maid enamoured hymns—by pain unchanged In Hades , as by scorn on earth : on me Let angry Jove , the Torturer , be avenged
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For slighted hie , and order disarranged Of his stern government : woe shall not wrest Thy image from its throne : never estranged Shall be her love from Sappho ' s faithful breast : She can love on—unloved , despised , ache-doomed , un blest ! * # # . * ¦ Fidelity to Nature ' s impulses Shall bring , at length , ineffable reward : They who , all unsubduvd , ' gainst miseries Of human scorn and death and woe have warred Shall meet their guerdon : dreams of gifted bard And visions of gray seer Shall bli fulfilled : Torture that long the universe hath marred , Shall end : of Love and Hate the combat wild Shall cease : the discords of tlie soul for aye he stilled .
It cannot be that with the Reautiful Deformity shall ever , envious , blend : Mercy divine , shall demon Wrath annul , Love conquer Hate—aud glorious Goodness bend Her iris over life till it transcend The power of Evil , and annihilate Its sting for ever!— Ardent Lesbian , end Thy dreams—nor dare Futurity and Fate To fix , by thy fond wish , in fancied happy state!—Thus broke upon my spirit accents stern , Haughty , abrupt;—and , forthwith , stood beside Sappho ' s soft form a spirit cold and dern Of aspect , but whose stately , seemly pride Outspoke the tuneful Roman suicide Who wooed tho Muse to leave her wonted hill , And tread the plain with philosophic stride—t And , slighting toys , with manly themes to fill The soul—of its own Liberty , Pate Good , and 111 .
For the dialogue between the Lesbian poetess and the Roman philosopher , wc must refer the reader to the poem . In the " Notes" to this book tlie poet thus speaks of Sappho : — Ancient and modern critics without number—Longlnus , Dionysiua of Halicarnassus , Horace himself , Vossius , Hoffman , Addison , Jjc . & c , have paid the highest tribute to the poetical excellence of the fair suicide of Lesbos ; but , perhaps , a more finished and eloquent eulogy on her lyric worth is not to he found in the compass of a few words , than the following extract from the 9 th vol . of the EncyclopccdiaMctropolitana : —
" There arc few intellectual treasures , the loss of which is more deeply to bo regretted than that of the works ol this poetess ; for the remnants which have reached us certainl y display genius of the highest Order ; they are rich even to exuberance , and yet directed by tho most exquisite taste . In these most delicious of love-songs the tide of passion seems deep and exliaustless ; it flows rapidly yet gently on , while the most sparkling fancy is ever playing over it -, aud the words themselves seem to participate in the sentiments which they developo . It is a mistake to imagine that the fragments of Sappho arc nothing more than the eloquent expressions of amatory feeling ; they are really verses of high imagination , which renders them as beautiful as they are intense , and , in the opinion of some writers , raises them even to the sublime . " ( To be Continued , J
The Wandering- Jew. By Eucese Sue. Peopl...
THE WANDERING- JEW . By Eucese Sue . People ' s Edition . Part I , London ; Clark , Warwick-lane , Paternoster-row . AVe have not before noticed this clever and universally popular romance ; it is therefore necessary that in introducingAir . Clark ' s edition to our readers wc should make a few explanatory remarks as to the plot of the story , and the principal personages who figure therein . The title of the work appears to have been given to it almost solely for the purpose of effect , for the famous , though fabulous Juif Errant has really but little to do with the story . " The Jesuits Unmasked" would have been a more appropriate titled
for the whole story turns upon the intrigues of the PercuVAmgrionj / and the Pen llodin of the society of the Jesuits , to deprive the rightful heirs of one Jaques ltennepont of property to the amount of 2-10 millions of francs ( about ten millions sterling ) , which they are entitled to divide amongst them , With all its accumulations , one hundred and fifty years after his death . The Jesuit intriguers are represented in the story to have induced one of the heirs of the llennepont family , Gabriel ltennepont by name , to become a priest and a member of the order of the Jesuits , and to abandon all his rights ill the inheritance to his
order . The objects there / ore of the Jesuit conspirators _ are to get Gabriel Rennepont to the place where the inheritance is to be surrendered to the representatives of the family , aud thus , through him , to obtain it for themselves , and to keep all the other members of the family absent from Paris until after the division of the property . To effect this latter object , these priestly conspirators are described iu the story as having recourse to all manner of fraud , falsehood , and intrigue ; hesitating not to commit atrocities , at the recital of which the hair of the reader ' s head almost stands on end , "like quills upon the fretful porcupine . "
The first of the heirs , or rather heiresses of the house of ltennepont introduced to the reader , are two young girls named Hose and Blanche Simon , the daughters of a Bonapartist Field-Marshal Simon , who , soon after the close of the last war , had married the daughter of a French refugee , belonging to the family of llenneponfc , at Warsaw , and who almost immediately after the marriage had been banished from Poland , owing to the intrigues of the Jesuits . On his return to _ Prance , having become involved in a military conspiracy , he is obliged again to fly , and proceeds to India , where he heads the natives , and pains several victories over the English—romance victories , of course ! In India he becomes acquainted with a certain Prince Djalma ,
the son of a native prince by a French lady , also one of the heirs of the ltennepont family . Marshal Simon ' s still more unfortunate wife had been sent to Siberia , where she gives birth to two daughters , Rose and Blanche . These children , at her death , she leaves to the care of an old French soldier , a follower of Marshal Simon , named Francis-Baudoin . This veteran of the Empire ( who bears the nickname ot DagobertJ , is first introduced to the reader at a country inn , near Leipsic , where he arrives late in the evening , with Hose and Blanche , both mounted on his faithful steed , and is accompanied by his faithful dog . There he has the misfortune to fall in with an emissary of the Jesuits , sent for the express purpose of stopping his course , in the person olAlowk , a religious impostor , and tamer of wild beasts , who is travelling about the country , exhibiting his lions , Cain and Judas , and his black panther of Java , bearing the terrible name of " La Mori" ( Death ) .
By this miscreant Morok , poor Bagobert ' s horse is destroyed , the poor creature being torn to pieces by " La Mort . " The recital of the poor animal ' s death is painfully horrible . Bagobert is further robbed of his passport , and he is at last delivered into thehands of justice , on a charge of assault and vagabondism . Fortunately , however , Bagobert escapes , and after a variety of adventures , reaches Hamburgh , where he embarks in a steamer with Hose and Blanche . In a terrible storm the steamer is wrecked on the coast of France , but the three escape the destructive sea , and take refuge in the chateau of Mademoiselle do Car doville , another heiress of the family of Rennepont , just as the Rev . Father Rodin , the most finished miscreant of the whole Jesuit confraternity , is on a visit there . By him the Fere d'Aingrigny is informed of the landing of Rose and Blanche , —Having said thus much explanatory of some of the leading characters—others wo shall speak of at a future timewe give the following extract : —
THE DESPATCHES . * Moroh , the hrute-tamer , having deprived Dagobert of his horse , and robbed hiin of his papers and money , concluded he would be unable to continue his journey . He had accordingly , previous to th » arrival of the burgomaster , sent Karl to Leipsic with a letter , which he was ordered to carry to the post-office immediately . The address of this letter ran thus : — " HuKSituB Rodin , "Rue du Milieu des Ursins , " Paris . " About the middle of this retired and little known street , situated below the level of the Quai Napoleon , on which it opens not far from the Rue St . Landry , there stood at that time a house of modest appearance , built at the farther end of a gloomy court yard , separated from the street by a small building , forming a kind of facade , having an arched doorway and two casement windows protected by thickiroa bars .
The interior of this quiet dwelling was of the simphest description , as wUl be evident from a description of the furniture of a large room on the ground floor of the principal building . Old grey wainscotting covered the waUs ; the tile-paved flooring was painted red , then waxed , and carefully polished ; and white calico curtains were suspended before the windows . A globe , about four feet iu diameter , mounted on a pedestal of massive oak , stood at one end of the room , opposite the fire place . On this large globe might be seen very many small red crosses , scattered over all the quarters of the world j from the north to the south , from the east to the west ; from the most savage regions and distant isles , to the most civilised countries , including Franco itself : there was no land , in short , which had not places marked with these
. * Lucretius. T "Iu Reading The Rules ~...
. * Lucretius . t "Iu reading the rules ~ of the order of the Jesuits , under the title 'De Formula Scribendi' ( Institut . h \ , *>•> p . 125 . 123 , the development of the eighth part of the Coi > stitutions } , we are astonished at the number of letters , relations , registers , and writings of ah" kinds preserved HI the archives of the Society . " A system of police , much more exact and better informed than that of any government , is here brought to light . The Venetian Government itself was surpassed by the Jesuits . When that state expelled them in IGoG , it seized their papers , and censured their extreme and
intolerable curiosity . Their police system ( thatsecret inqui . sition ) , carried to such a degree of perfection , explains tlie power of a body so well-informed , so persevering in its projects , so powerful through unity , and ( as the Constitutions themselves express it ) the union of its members . It is easy to see , also , what immense ascendancy the { tovernmentof this society acquired ; and how truly the General of the Jesuits was enabled to say to the Duke of Brissac : ' Prom this chamber , sir , I govern not only Paris , but China ; not onl y China , but the whole world ; nor does aiij one know how it is done . "—Constitutions of tho Jesuits , with the declarations . Latin Test , from the Prague Edit ., p . iT 6 tQ « 8 , Paris , WH %
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Utile red crosses , evidently serving as signs of indication , or points of reference . Before a table of black wood , crowded with papers , with its back to the wall near tha fire , stood an empty chair ; further on , between two windows , was a large walnut-tree bureau , surmounted by shelves bearing pasteboard boxes . Towards the end of the month of October , 1830 , about eight in the morning , a man sat writing at this bureau . That man was M . Rodin , tU » covropowuent of hVorok , the brute-tamer . He was fifty years of age , and wore an old threadbare olive great coat , with a greasy , collar ; a cotton pocker-handktrchiefserved him as a cravah and his trousers and waistcoat of black cloth had long since lost every particle of nap : his feet , shod with large greased shoes , rested on a small square piece of green esrpet
placed on the red and shining floor . His grey hair , combed flat and straight over the temples , crowned his bald brow . His eyebrows were scarcely perceptible , and the upper eyelids , limp aud falling like the membrane which half veils the eyes of reptiles , almost coucealtid his small , bright black eyes . His thin and colourless lips were not distinguishable with the pale complexion of his lean visage , sharp nose , and pointed chin . This livid and almost lipless t ' aee had a stiiimorc strange appearance from its sepulchral immobility ; but for the rapid movement of M . Rodin ' s fingers , as , leaning over the bureau , he scribbled away with bis pen , he might have been taken for a corpse . With the a id of a cypher ( or secret alphabet ) he transcribed in such a manner that they would be unintelligible to any one not possessing the key , some pasagos from a long written paper .
It was an unpleasant spectacle to behold that man , with his rigid , frozen features , writing , in mysterious characters , in the dead silence of a dull and gloomy day , which increased the cheerless look of that cold and naked room The clock struck eight . The knocker of the outer gate foil heavily , a bell rang twice , several doors open « d and shut , and a second purson entered the apartment . Mi ltodin rose on his entrance , stiU holding the pen between his fingers . He bowed with profound humility , then resumed his task without saying a word . * * # * Ml . Rodill , the Stranger ' s secretary , continued writing . "Have you finished the examination of the foreign correspondence V inquired Rodin ' s master . " Here is the abstract . "
"Have the letters alirays reached the required addresses in envelopes , and been afterwards brought here according to my directions i " " Always . " " Head your abstract tome ; if there are any I ought to answer myself , I will tell you . " And Rodin ' s master began to pace the room with his hands crossed behind him dictating remarks , which the secretary carefully noted down . The secretary took a voluminous draft , and thus began : — "Don Ramon Olivarez acknowledges from Cadiz the receipt of letter No . 10 ; he will observe what it enjoins , and will deny all participation in the elopement . " "Nothing to aieS " "Count Ronmnofde Riga is in a state of pecuniary embarrassment . "
" Tell Duplcssis to send him a remittance of fifty louis . I once served as a captain in the Count ' s regiment ; hehas since given excellent information . " " Tlie first parcel of the History of Prince , expurgated for the use of believers , has been received at Philadelphia ; and these being sold , there is a demand for more . " " Make a memorandum , and write to Duplessis . Go on . " "M . Spindler sends from 2 >" amur thcsCGTCt report COneerning M . Avdouin . " ' " Make an abstract of it . " " Doctor Van Ostadit , from tho same town , sends a confidential note respecting Messrs . Spindler and Ardouin . " "Comparethem , Goon . " " Count Malipievri , of Turin , sends word that tha donation of 800 , 000 francs is signed . " " Inform Duplessis of that . Well !"
"Don Stanislaus has started for the baths of Baden with Queen Maria Ernestine . He says her Majesty Will receive with gratitude the information , and reply to it with her own baud . " "Take a note of that , I will write to the Queen niv . self . " While ltodin made a few notes on tho margin of the paper which he held , his master , in the course ot Ms promenade through the length and breadth of the chamber , drew near the globe marked with small red crosses . He surveyed it thoughtfully for a moment . Rodin went on : — " Owing to the stato of mind prevalent in some parts of Italy , 1 ' ather Orsini writes from Milan , where some agitators are turning their eyes towards Prance , it would be useful to circulate widely through the country a little book calumniating the French , our countrymen , as impious and debaunched plunderers , and blood-shedders . "
" The idea is capital ! It would be easy to dress up cleverly the excesses we committed in Italy during the wars of the republic . Wc must give the task of writing this book to Jacques Dumoulin ; that man is full of bile , gall , and venom—the pamphlet will bo terrible . I will furnish some hints to him , but Jacques Dumoulin must not be paid till he has delivered the manuscript . " " To be sure not . Pay him beforehand , and he will be dead drunk for a week , in some vile haunt or other . Owing to that , you were obliged to pay him twice for his virulent tract against the pantheistical tendency of Professor Martin ' s philosophical system . " " Make a note , and proceed . " " Tho merchant sends word that the clerk is about to make the banker render his accounts to the person who by right . " Uttering these words with strong emphasis , Rodin said to his master— "Do you understand ?"
" Perfectly , " said the other , with a shudder ; "they are the expressions agreed on . Proceed . " "Butthe clerk , " resumed the secretary , " is restrained by a last scruple . ' ' After a moment's silence , during which his countenance contracted painfully , Rodin ' s master resumed : — "Continue to act on the clerk ' s imagination by silence and solitude ; then make him read again the list of cases of absolved and authorised regicides . Go on . " " During three years , two servant girls of Ambrosius , who was sent to the little parish in the mountains of the Valais , have disappeared and never been heard of . A third has just shared the same fate . The protestants of the district begin to whisper ; they talk of murder , attended with horrible circumstances . " "Let Ambrosius be defended against the . infamous calumnies of a party that never scruples to adopt the most monstrous surmises , until there be complete and evident proof of his guilt . Go on , "
"Thompson , of Liverpool , has secured for Justin the place of steward to Lord Stewart , a rich Irish catholic , whose intellect is daily growing weaker . " " When this fact is proven , send Thompson fifty louis as a gratuity . Make a note for Duplessis , and go Oil . " " The Cardinal Prince Almafi will conform to the first three points of the memorial . He wishes to make some reservations on the fourth . " "No reservations—full and absolute assent . If not , war—and , observe particularly , desperate war—no pity for himself nor for his creatures . Goon , " " J ? ra Paolo announces that the patriot Boccari , the head of a very extensive secret society , in despair at finding his friends accuse him of treason , in consequence of suspicion instilled into their minds by Fra Paolo , has committed suicide . " "Uoccaril Is it possible ? Boccari ! tho patriot Boecari ! That eminently dangerous foe ! " cried Rodin ' s master .
"The patriot Boccari , " repeated the imperturbable secretary . " Tell Dupltssis to send an order , to Pra Paolo foitwenty-five louis . Make a note of that , " "Hausmann announces that the French dnnseusc Albertine Ducornet , is the mistress of the reigning prince : she has an absolute influence over him -. by her instrumentality the proposed design might be effected ; but , in her turn , Albertine is devotedly under the influence of her lover , who is condemned for forgery in Prance , and she does nothing without consulting him . " "Desire Hausmauu to communicate with this man , and if his demands are reasonable , let them be complied with ; let him inform himself also whether this girl has any relatives in Paris . " " The Due d'Orbano sends word that the king , his mas . ter . will authorise the proposed establishment , but on conditions already notified . "
" No conditions , positive adherence or positive refusal ! That is the way to know friends from foes . The move untoward circumstances appear , the more necessary it is to show firmness and self-reliance . " "He also writes that all the diplomatic corps support the father of the Protestant girl , who will not leave the convent in which she has taken refuge , unless it be to marry her lover , to whom her father objects . " " So the diplomatic body perseveres in claiming her in the name of the father V " Yes , they persevere . " "Then continue to reply , that the spiritual power has nothing in common with the temporal power . " At this moment two loud knocks were heard at the door .
"See who it is , " said Rodin ' s master . Rodin rOSC nlld went out . His master continued to pace the room pensively . His steps having again led him near the inormows globe , he paused . P or some time he contemplated , in profound silence , the numerous little crosses which seemed to cover ail the countries of the earth like the meshes of an immense net . Reflecting , doubtless , on the invisible action of his power , Which seemed to pervade the world , that man ' s features grew animated -. his large grey eye dilated and glistened ; his nostrils expanded , and his
masculine countenance took an incredible expression of energy and audacity . With a loft y brow and disdainful lip he drew near tlie globe , and placed his vigorous hand on the pole . Prom his powerful grasp and imperious movement , itseemed as if this man thought he ruled the globe he looked down on , and upon which he placed his hand with such haughty , such daring mastery . But he did not smile . His large brow became fearfully knit , and his look threatening ; an artist wishing to paint the demon of pride and tyranny , could not have chosen a more fearful model . When Rodin re-entered , his master's countenance had resumed its v . suaUspressioni
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TAIT'S EDINBURGH MAGAZINE -Ootobkr . Edinburgh : Tait . London : Simpkin aud Marshall . The opening article of this month ' s number of Tait is on the " Present State Of Politics , " from the pen of J . A . Roebuck , M . P . This article will , no doubt , claim the attention of our Whig Radical contemporaries , and may possibly elicit their praises , b or ourselves the subject has no interest , and only the curiosity to know what the honourable and waspish member for Bath , would ho saying sow , could have prompted us to read a page of his dissert f ltl ^? . i . II 1 ? comment on the ministerial doings of the Wings during their reign from 1832 to 18-11 is an oit-told tale , and from sheer repetition lias become
" flat , weary , stale , and unprofitable . " His estimation of Peel and his position Js , however , on the whole , fair and correct . " Monastic Studies , Jests , and Eccentricities , " is an interesting review of a work lately produced by the Rev . S . It . Maitlasd , on " The State of Religion and Literature in the ninth , tenth , eleventh , and twelfth centuries . " " Tho Picture Collector , " by 1 ' eteu Faul Palkitk , is a capital article , intended as a companion to tlie clever sketch of the ^ Pictiire-rfta / cr , which appeared in this magazine , from the same hand , some time ago : a more racy and amusing article we have not read for a Jong time . Kcxt we have a gossiping sketch of Derbyshire ' s famed watering place , " Buxton . " Then follows " Job Svkes ' s Story . " bv
that excellent sporting writer Jons Mills . The annual * ' Feast of the Poets" appears in this month ' s number , and to our mind is inferior to most of the preceding " Feasts . " Scottish Peasant Life , the Birth of William the Conqueror , and the Invincible Armada , are the three best pieces in the present " Feast . " The English Opium Eateb contributes an article on " The Temperance Movement of Modern Times ; " and a most singular and interesting article it is . No tcc-totallcr should neglect to read this curious article , and , indeed , all men , whether water-drinkers or otherwise , may glean most valuable information from tlie experiences and reminiscences of the English OriUM Eater . We give the following extracts : —
INDIGESTION . Past counting are the victims of alcohol , that , having by vast efforts emancipated themselves for a season , are violently forced into relapsing by the nervous irritations of demoniac cookery . Unhappily for them , tho horrors of indigestion are relieved for the moment , llOWCVCr ultimately strengthened , by strong liquors ; the relief is immediate , and cannot fail to be perceived ; but the aggravation , being removed to a distance , is not always referred to its proper cause . This is the capital rock and stumbling-hlock in the path of him who is hurrying back to the camps of temperance ; and many a reader is likely to misapprehend the case through the habit he has acquired of supposing indigestion to lurk chielly amongst Insurious dishes . But , on the contrary , it is amongst the
plainest , simplest , and commonest dishes that such misery lurks , in England . Let us glance at three articles of diet , beyond all comparison ofmost ordinary occurrence , viz ., potatoes , bread , and butcher ' s meat . The art of preparing potatoes for human use is utterly unknown , except in certain provinces of our empire , aud amongst certain sections of the labouring class . In our great cities—London , Edinburgh , & e . —the sort of things which you see offered at table under the name and reputation of potatoes , are such that , if you could suppose the company to be composed of Centaurs and Lapithie , or any other quarrelsome people , it would become necessary for the police to interfere . The potato of cities is a very danger-OUS missile ; and , if thrown with an accurate aim by an angry hand , will fracture any known skull , hi volume
and consistency it is very like a paving-stone ; only that , I should say , the paving-stone had the advantage in point of tenderness . And upon this horrid basis , which youthful ostriches would repent of swallowing , the trembling , palpitating invalid , fresh from the scourging of alcohol , is requested to build the superstructure of his dinner . Tho proverb says tha , t tlweft ttittiiigs " , nt > as bad as a fire ; and on that model I conceive that three potatoes , as they are found at inany British dinner-tables , would be equal , in principle of ruin , to two glasses of vitriol . The same savage ignorance appears , and only not so often , In the bread of this island . Myriads of families eat it in that early state of sponge which bread assumes during the process of baking ; but less than sixty hours will not lit this dangerous article of human diet to be eaten . And
those who are acquainted with the works of l'armentier , or othei" learned investigators of bread and of the baker ' s art , must be aware that this quality of sponginess ( though quite equal to the ruin of the digestive organs ) is hut one in a legion of vices to which tho article is liable . A Ger . manot ' muchresearchwroteabookoutheeoiiceivablefaults in a pair of shoes , which he found to bo ftbout six hundred and sixty-six , many of them , as he observed , requiring a very delicate process of study to find out ; whereas the possible faults in bread , which are not less in number require no study at all for the detection : they publish themselves through all varieties of misery . But the perfection of barbarism , as regards , our island cookery , is reserved for animal food ; and tho two poles of Oromasdes and Ahrimaues are nowhere so conspicuously exhibited . Our insular sheep , for instance , arc so far superior to any which the continent produces , that the present Prussian minister at our court is in the habit of
questioning a man's right to talk of mutton as anything bsyond a great idea , unless ho can prove . 1 residence in Great Britain , One sole case he cites of a dinner on the Elbe , when a particular leg of mutton really struck him as rivalling any which ho had knotvii in England . The mystery seemed inexplicable ; but , upon inquiry , it turned out to be an importation from Leith . Yet this incompai-abla article , to produce which the skill of the feeder must co-operate with tho peculiar bounty of nature , calls forth the most dangerous refinements of barbarism in its cookery . A Frenchman requires , as the primary qualification of flesh meat , that it should be tender . We English universally , but especially the Scots , treat that quality with indifference , or with bare toleration . "What we require Is , that it should he fresh , that is , recently killed ( in which state it cannot be digestible except by a crocodile ) ; and wo present it at table in a transition state of leather , demanding the teeth of a tiger to rend it in ineces , and the stomach of a tiger to digest it .
SLOPS , 3 IUFPINS , AND SUICIDES . Pifty years ago—and still lingering invetcrately amongst nurses and other ignorant persons—there prevailed a notion that " slops" must be the proper resource of the valetudinarian ; and the same erroneous notion appears in the common expression of ignorant wonder at the sort of breakfasts usual amongst women of raukiuthe times of Queen Elizabeth . " What robust stomachs they must have had to suppoitsuch solid meals ! " As to the question of fact , whether the stomachs were move ov less robust in those days than at present , there is no need to offer an opinion . Butthe question of principle concerned iu scientific dietetics points in the very opposite direction . By how much the organs of digestion are feebler , by su much is it the more indispensable that solid food and
animal food should be adopted . A robust stomach may be equal to the trying task of supporting a fluid , such as tea for breakfast ; but for a feeble stomach , and still more for a stomach enfeebled by had habits , broiled beef , or something equally solid and animal , but not too much subjected to the action of fire , is the only tolerable diet . This , indeed , is the one capital rule for a sufferer from habitual intoxication , who must inevitably labour under an impaired digestion ; that as little as possible he should use of any liquid diet , and as little as possible of vegetable diet . Beef and a little bread ( at least sixty hours old ) , compose the privileged bill of fare for his breakfast . But precisely it is , by the way , in relation to this earliest meal that human folly has in oue or two instances shown itself most ruinously inventive . The less variety there is at that meal , the more is the danger from any single luxury ; and there is one known by the name of " muffins , " which has repeatedly manifested itself to be a plain and
direct bounty upon suicide . Darwin , iu his " Zoonomiu , " reports a case where an officer , holding the rank of lieutenant colonel , could not tolerate a breakfast in which this odious articl * was wanting ; but , as a savage retribution invariably supervened within an hour or two upon this act of insane sensuality , he came to a resolution that life was intolerable with muffins , but still more intolerable without muffins . He would stand the nuisance no longer : but yet , being a just man , he would give nature one final chance of reforming her dyspeptic atrocities , lluffins therefore being laid at one angle of the breakfast-table , and loaded pistols at another , with rigid equity the colonel awaited the result . This was naturally pretty much as usual ; and then tho poor man , incapable of retreating from his word of honour , committed suicide having previously left a line for posterity to the effect ( though I forget the expression ) , "that a muffiuless world was no world for him ¦ . better no life at all than a life dismantled of muffins . " Br . Darwin was a showy
philosopher , and fond of producing effect ; so that some ; allowance must be made in construing theaffair . Strictly speaking , it is probable that not tho special want of imuffins , hut the general torment of indigestion , was the ; curse from which the unhappy sufferer sought relief by I suicide . And the colonel was not the first by many a ' million , that has fled from the very same form of wretchedness , or from its effects upon the genial spu-its , i to the same gloomy refuge , It should never be forgotten I that , although some other more overt vexation is geue' ' rally assigned as the proximate cause of suicide , and often may be so as regards the immediate occasion , too generally this vexation borrowed its whole power to annoy , from the habitual atmosphere of irritation in . which the system had been kept by indigestion . So that ; indirectly and virtually perhaps all suicides may bo trace * to mismanaged digestion .
We are sorry wo cannot find room , for &\ -thei extracts , but we earnestly recommend tha tender t ( turn to the magazine and vead for : htmsoU * , we entire of this valuable article . An elaborate review o " The Dispatches and Letters of U > r a Nelson" n commenced in this number . Aaw'jgst the shortei notices oi new works , we find . U >' . c following on tin Purgatory of Suieidcs : — This epic , which bears , date Stafford Gaol , is by far th most remarkable poem , ujw ' our table in tlie curren month ; and we may exto ^ a the period . As we caiinol however , at this t" » V ' n . ud space to render a reason either for our approbation of much of its execution , o condc nroattwi o ? ^ . mch of its spirit , and something" of it tendeucy , we r ^ g ,. cou t t , in the meantime , t announce to t ' World this singular production .
Wo understand by the above that we may expt I iiext m ; onth a fair and full review of Mr , Coopei J poem , We hope so . If the critic ' s judgment hi
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him praise of condemn , let him do as bidden , hones and fearlessly } but ho burking . We have a hi opinion of the criticism of this magazine , and shall glad to see it brought to hear on the production our Chartist poet . This is , " take it for all in all , " an excellent nui her of Jaft , and we have much pleasure in recoi mending it to our readers .
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" He was Locked Up . "—Who was locked up ?• what was the culprit ' s sin against society ? Whi iniquity bad he—" a poor aiek . lv bov , aqout fiftee years ot a « e "—committed , that tiie aivl ' til Mr . Comb sitting in his magisterial chair at Clerkenwel should punish the prisoner ( who had not 2 s . 6 d . 1 pay a line ) with hard captivity ! " What ( asks tl moralist ) was his evil-doing ? " Listen , and sigh ort the wickedness of humanity . The '' sicklv boy" ha obstructed " the foot-path and carriage-way i Chapel-street , St . Pancras , with his basket of fhii
lor sale ! ' 1 he audacious malefactor , '' with tears i his eyes , said he had no . other way to live ; " and th oflending , destitute wretch was " therefore—locke up!—Punch , The Smallest Impisovemext ihaxkfmxy Reckivei — 'flic difficulty , it seems , with railways is to inven a whistle that shall give intimation to " another trai of approaching danger . We arc sure the publi would be too grateful for any improvement of th hind , especially as they now find that , if they los their lives on a pleasure excursion , it is payini rather too dearly for their whistle . —Ibid .
THE ANDOVEB WAR-SOXO . [ "They ( the adhex-cnts , or tail , of the Chairman of til Andoyer Union Board ) take up the ease In the spirit i partisanship : the Chairman is their leader , and their wai cry is MVe wunt be beat ! Wo want be beatl' " - lieporl in Times . IVe wunt be beat ! We wunt he heat : Uou ' t talk to wc—for wc wuntsuo ' t—Talk to a pooast , or a log , Goo argify wi' hos or hog . We be resolved our side shall win , Vor which we'll goo drough thick and thin , What do wc care what paupers eat S We wunt he beat ( Wo wunt be beat . '
We wunt be beat ! We wunt be beat ! Wc wunt be in-ached to , wc repeat ; We don't care what the truth may be , 'Tis all the one , vor that , to we . What we ' ve made up our minds to do , That zame we manes lo carry drough : You may as well a mule entreat ; We wunt be beat ! We wunt be beat 1 We wunt be beat ! Wc wunt be beat ! On we will goo , and wunt retreat . Ifo ; by our Clifliniian we will stand , 'Gin all the rasou in the land . We ' ve got no cars for paupers ' groans , What zignifies their knaivun' bones ? What matters what be Workus meat ! We wun t be beat ! We wunt be beat ' . —Ibid
Piwcu ' s Political Dictionary . —Allotment System —tho practice of allotting little bits of ground tc agricultural labourers to diminish their grounds ol complaint , and by employing them on small plots oi earth preventing them from entering Oil plots Of 3 more dangerous character . The system is said to have worked well , and the labourers have worked well , wherever it has been adopted , / hn & assadora sort of ticket-porter , by whom messages and parcels arc carefully delivered from one sovereign to another . An ambassador must furnish his countrymen with passports and protection ; so that he is not
only a porter , but a policeman as well , for he must defend those who apply to him for assistance , and enable them to " move on" when travelling . An ambassador is called " his Excellence , " though he may excel in nothing but short whist and diplomatic cunning . An ambassador is free from all process , SO that , after dealing with tradesmen to a large extent , lie may cut , or play any other odd trick that a Jaekin-office , if he happens to be a knave , would disgrace himself bv practising . Amendment—a word sometimes app ' lied to the tinkering of an Act of Parliament , It is called amendment from the Greek a , which signifies not ; and mendmeut , which is the old Saxon term for mending .
Sr-iMTED PnocEEDixo at CoLOGXE . —Her Majesty , with that liberality to foreigners for which she is unfortunately so distinguished , ' presented the above city with c-t' 500 towards the works of the cathedral . A meeting was got up in order to refuse the royal bounty , and request her Majesty to give it to the poor Irish , or to the Anglican church ; but those finger-ends of office—the police—dispersed the meeting , before any resolution had been come to . Wo aw glad it ended so . Had these gentlemen passed theii humane resolve , they would have had the bitternesi of disappointment for their labour . Her Majesty-God bless her ' . —when an Englishman or Irishman i concerned , would rather take than give . —Hid .
On Dear Me . — Ife has boon privately reported thai a certain groat personage , since the mighty fuss some froths have kicked up about the slaughter of game a Gotha , has lamented that she had not been at hoini in tho royal nursery listening to her dears talking-. instead of being present at the deer-stalking abroad . —Ibid . A CnuKcnvARBEN ' s Mistake . —A large farmer , who is churchwarden of a parish near Aylesbury , recently received by his carrier a bottle of spirits , and some letters and parcels , one of which was a list of voters to be stuck on the Church door . On Sunday morning tho congregation were amused and surprise !! to find on the Church door a bill to the following effect : — Mr . . Bought of Henry Gulliver , O fYnllnnc hoct . hi-nmlv !> Os .. -pft 2 gallons best brandy oOs 433
„ .., .... Paid same time . Please return the bottle . In the afternoon the list of voters covered this curious notice . Swkauixg Books . —Flata Extraordinary . —At tliCJ Ennistymon petty sessions on Monday , Michael ! Drouey , gamekeeper to Major Macnamara , summoned two men for hunting and lulling a hare withj two grey hounds and a beag e , on the 13 th of August . The case having been proved against them a dismissal ] was called for , on the ground that the information was not sworn on the Holy Evangelists , but on a Protestant prayer book . The swearing-book ( which was stated to be the same used for the last thirteen years ]] was examined , and declared not to contain the Hols Evangelists , and the court therefore dismissed the case . [ Close inspection would often detect simllac informalities in English Courts . ]
JOIIXNV DAHBTSninE , A PltlMITIVE QUAKER . —Oil his way to his regular meeting he had to pass through a toll-bar ; and being on Sundays exempt by law from paying at it , it may be supposed that tho bar keeper did not fling open the gate often with the best grace . One Sunday evening , however , Johnny Bar byshire had , from some cause or other , stayed lata with his friends after afternoon meeting . When h « passed through the toll-gate he gave his visual IVOtt tfl the keeper , and was passing on ; but the man calleu out to demand the toll , declaring that it was n « longer Sunday night , hut Monday morning , being past twelve o ' clock . * ' Nay , friend , thou art wrong , " said Johnny , pulling out his watch : " see , it yell wants a quarter . "— " No , I tell you , " replied tha keeper , gruffly , " it is past twelve . Look , there iss i 1 _ 11 . c A .. l * ..: n « wl l . t . l- 4-1 ... ytlnnl- lilr / . ^ l ... ^ nl < 4 ieuu i / iuun
my ClOCK . — Ay , U > uuu wy . jiivc Mijaciu doesn't speak the truth . Like its master , it is ai little too hasty . I assure thee my watch is right , fon I just now compared it by the steeple-house clock ira the town . "— " I tell you , " replied the keeper , an , grily , " I ' ve nothing to do with your watch : I go bjj my clock , and thercit is . " — " Well , I think thou artl too exact with me , my friend . "— " Will you pay mu or not V roared the keeper ; " you go through often enough in the devil ' s name without paying . "" Gently , gently , my friend , " replied Johnny " there is the money : audits reallyafter twelve o ' clocll thou sayst ?"— "To be sure . "— "Well , very welll then for the next twenty-four hours I can go . through again without paying ?"— "To be sure ; everybod . l knows that "— " Very wellthen I now bid thes
. , farewell . " And with that , Johnny Darbyshuv io ^ ged on . The gate-keeper , chuckling at having aa last extorted a double toll from the shrewd Quaken went to bed , not , on that quiet road , expecting full ther disturbance till towards daylight ; but > just 38 he was about to pop into bed , ho heard some one ridd up and cry , " Gate ' . " Internally cursing the latl traveller , he threw on his things and descended fl open the gate , v-, ' nen he was astonished to see til Quaker returned . " Thou sayst it really is paa twelve , frier- >( i v '— " To be sure . "— " Then open till gate : I J \ ave occasion to ride back again . "—TCI gate fiV pen ) Johnny Darbyshire trotted ba *« toW 5 »\ l g the town , and the man , with double cures iQ h us mindreturned up stairs , This time 0 . 6 . W
, p . ot so sure of exemption from interruption , for expected the Quaker would in a while be comui back homewards again . And he was quite wgrt Just as he was about to put out his candle , there w a cry of " Gate . " He descended , and behold tt Quaker once more presented himself . — " wallyy past twelve , thou sayst ?" - " Umph V , 'grunted tt fellow . — " Then , of course , I have nothing more i pay . I would not , however , advise thee to _ go to CD to-night , for it is bo particularly fine that ! propo ( to enjoy it by riding to and fro here a few hours , "" The fellow , who now . saw Johnny DarbysMre ' s f f iu
drift , exciaimeu , uere , r uuu a s » n . eairjm your money back , and let me get a wink But Johnny refused to receive the money " if it was after twelve , then the money thine ; but I advise thee another time exact , " and with , that he rode off . — Dan Beat at Last . —The Irish papers mortalizing a most wost wonderful surpassing Mr . O'Oonnell himself , has a place called Rose Oarberry , with while the Liberator , so far . has only acMe 1
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Northern Star (1837-1852), Oct. 4, 1845, page 3, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse2.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ns/issues/ns2_04101845/page/3/
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