We are indebted to the East In- (panions, he replied, who would dies, for Kidney Beans, to Astra- have thought the rabbits underčan, for Pompions, and to France, stood Latin ? for Lentils.

À Merchant hearing the other Singular Intermarriage. A day that his banker had failed, Mr. Harwood, who had two daugh- observed to a friend, that he ters by his first wife, the eldest of should fall. Why? my good Sir. whom was married to J. Coshick ;

Because I have lost my balance. this Coshick had a daughter by his first wife, whom old Har

Fox and Hare. - Mr. Hare, wood married, and by her had a son; therefore John Cosbick's

being one morning with Charles second wife could

Fox, on looking out of the winsay as follows: My father is my son, and I am my mo

dow perceived a number of duns ther's mother;

about the door. Not being cerMy sister is my daughter, and I'm tain whether it was himself or his grandmother to my brother, friend they were seeking, he call

ed out to them.-'Pray gentlemen,

are you Hare or Fox hunting ?" Horse Racing.--A bell was formerly the prize ran for; hence the expression of bearing away A Cockney Bull-The followthe bell." Subsequently, a silver ing notice was stuck against a cup was given to the winner, house in the City the other day: which was the origin of the word " This house is removed lower “ Plute;" a word still used when down till the repairs are furnishmoney only is given.

ed." À wag wrote under, « Enquire of Mr. Bull, in the cellar,

till the house comes up again." Knowledge of the Languages.A company of Oxonians going shooting, enjoined on one of their Gout.-A gentleman groaning companions, who was usually very under the pangs of this disorder, talkative, to preserve silence, or was asked, by à sympathizing he would frighten away the game. friend; “ Have you ever tried the However, upon spying a number Eau Medicinale au * I have of rabbits, he exclaimed vocifer- tried, Sir, every kind of Oh, the ously, “Ecce ! multi canniculi,”: exclaimed with the true accent when they disappeared in a rhod of pain) but they don't relieve ment. Being chid by his coin- me.”

THE LASCAR AND THE BOY, Poctry.

A Lascar asked charity of a

boy who had spent all his pocket A FATHER TO HIS SLEEPING money; the boy wept because he INFANT.

had nothing to give.I watch'd o'er my infant while softly Whilst some through ostentation spare, he slumber'd,

A trifle from their ample store Delighted I prest his warm lips and some t'avoid the earnest prayer, with a kiss,

A pittance give unto the poor. And could not help praying that blessings unnumber'd,

But thou who hadst nothing to bestow, Might make his existence a sojourn Ah! generous youth, far more hast of bliss.

given;

Those tears which for my miseries I kiss'd him again, for a smile play'd

flow, around him,

Exhale not here but rise to heaven, And felt all the pleasure that fond fathers kpow;

And should (since e'en the noblest fall)

Your future life some follies stain, But soon, aye, too soon, will the joys which surround him,

Those pitying tears shall wipe out all, Wear the canker of sorrow, the

And life's pure page be white again. aspect of woe.

Let the fond task be mine, to instruct

LINES and to rear him,

WRITTEN BY MOONLIGHT. With 'virtue's bright precepts his

"T'is night-and upon the dark, still heart to engage,

lake That the light of religion may comfort

The pale moon-beams are sleeping, and cheer him,

While mournfully, through the tangled Direct him in youth, and support

brake him in age.

The breeze, at intervals, comes Too soon shall those eyes which while sweeping waking shine brightly,

The moon, like a silver bark on high, Lose all their warm lustre in sorrow

'Mid the thin, thin clouds is sailing.; and care ;

And many a star begems the sky, His youth like a dream, shall pass o'er

Not a vapour its lustre veiling. him lightly, And the woes of the world he shall And all is calm and serenely clear, speedily share.

And those who by fortune forc'd away, ricly as the Eastern Nabob, yet poor as

Are tost on the heaving billow:'. the weeping object of your benevoAnd those, who lost to the cheering lence; I am mild and gentle as the day,

spring, yet savage and cruel as the Have made the green turf their pil. wintry blast; I am young, beautiful, and low.

happy, yet, old, deformed, and wretch

ed; 'tis from the highest authority I Yet, though the ocean does roll be

dare pronounce myself your superior, tween,

yet few instances are there to prove And the tall grass over them wave, it, and many are the proofs against it

. Will remembrance, with fond affection

But your Ladyship is tired, and wish: Jean,

es my re-union ; it is done, and I have To their home and their early

no other merit than in remaining, as begrave.

fore, your Ladyship’s humble servant. E. S. C-Y.

Ileathen Form of Prayer.
Great Jove! whate'er is for our good,

Ask'd or unask'd, supply:
All ill, by man not understood,

E'en to our prayers deny !

Epitaph.
From the French, in the Burying-

ground of Mont-Louis, in Paris. Mother - sweet Mother, thou canst

never know That yearly thus, I deck thy mossy

bed With the first roses of the Spring that

Enigmas, &c.

Select Biography.

reason and probity love to encircle themselves.

If a particle of vanity be min“No part of History is more in-gled with the higher and better structive and delightfuľthan the Lives qualities of his mind, how gratia of great and worthy Men."

fying must it be to Mr. Irving to BURNETT.

witness the great personal sacris

fices that are cheerfully made, in THE REV. EDWARD IRVING.

order to enjoy the pleasure of ! Perhaps there are few persons hearing him. How mighty is the either now living or heretofore who power of genius! Possessed of have excited greater curiosity and that talisman, a young Scotch admiration than the subject of the Dissenting Minister, about thirty present memoir. Of his life and years of age, is enabled to raise parentage (of which in Biographi- from the couch of indolence the cal Sketches an account is ex-most luxurious inhabitants of this pected) we can only say that he wealthy metropolis, and to make is the second son of a respectable them listen with mute attention family at Annan, in Dumfriesshire. and enthusiastic rapture, " While His parents are, we believe, still truths divine come mended from living, and enjoy, no doubt, all his tongue." His thoughts are those pleasing and gratifying strong and original, and the lanemotions which parental affection guage in which they are conveyed naturally derives from the celebrity extremely ' figurative, while the of their offspring. Mr. Irving, exuberance of a brilliant imaginaafter he had completed his studies, tion is kept within proper bounds resided at Haddington three years, by the united powers of sound whence he was removed to Kil- sense and good taste. His voice kardy, to co-operate in the higher is rich, full-toned, and powerful, classes of literature.' The Rev. but when he is declaiming with Mr. Mae Naughtan having been great vehemence, occasionally beremoved two years ago from the comes discordant. His general Caledonian Asylum, Cross Street, deportment is animated, energetic, Hatton Garden, Mr. Irving was and impressive, he appears cominvited by the elders to London, pletely absorbed by the snbject and engaged for five years, at he is discussing; he resigns him.. £150 per annum, besides the seat self unresistingly to the guidance rents. His success has far ex-of-his enthusiastic feeling. The ceeded all his most sanguine ardour and vehemence of the wishes could anticipate, unless he preacher indicate the intense inhad indulged wishes which spurn- terest which he takes in the suc. ed the rigid confines, within which cess of his mission and tend con

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siderably to produce the rapt attempts to embody." The tone of tention which is paid to Mr. Mr. Irving's mind is bold, spiritIrving's discourses. In reading, ed and independent; it is unMr. Irving's enunciation is deli- shackled by the trammels of preberate and distinct, and his em- judice, but bows obedience only phasis correct, while the deep to the dictates of conscience, to unaffected solemnity of his voice the laws of God. He is not and manner render it impressive. trifling and superficial, or satisHis style displays both faults and fied with skimming the surface of beauties; it is occasionally ob- a subject, but endeavours, and seure, which in a pulpit is parti- often succeeds, in drawing from cularly objectionable, as the mind their depths the richest treasures of the hearer, if it fails to receive of reflection and of thought. the idea when first presented to it, It is when advocating the nobler has no other opportunity of ac- sympathies of our nature, such quiring it. His sentences are as devotion and benevolence, that frequently too long, and involved his great warmth of feeling, by one in the other, both of which its fervour and intenseness, so have a very destructive influence effectually co-operates with his upon the clearness of his style. arguments, in awaking in the Diffuseness of thought and lan- breasts of his hearers the dormant guage is another of Mr. Irving's sentiments of religion and virtue. besetting sins.

The whole of Mr: Irving never omits an opporMr. Irving's faults are excesses : tunity of exposing and refuting this remark is applicable to his the errors and anomalies of Unigestures, the management of his tarianism ; he resolutely and skilvoice, and to his style. He cer- fully unravels the web which it tainly combines words in a manner has spun round Christianity, and indicative of great talent : for a displays its close affinity to Deism. tame succession of common-place In mental painting he has few phrases he substitutes those which equals; the deep tinge of poetry have novelty and vigour for their with which his spirit is imbued, characteristics. His metaphors and communicates to his pencil the similes are often felicitously ima- power of tracing all that is grand gined, but it rarely happens that in outline, or beautiful in colourhis words do justice to his ideas; ing. with him, to borrow one of his He is likewise deeply read in the own beautiful expressions, “All pages of the human heart; he language is a pale reflection of tears open its secret recesses, and thought, whose faint lustre imper- traces to their source all its mazes fectly represents the brilliance of and windings. His irony is keen; those conceptions which it at-caustic and pointed, and, unawed