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plunge into the midland count es, there is on the basis of your tyranoy Napoleon will they be greeted by the manufacturers, hopes to build his own. So grateful with spurned petitions in their hands, and must oppression of the Catholics be to those halters round their necks recently bis mind, that doubtless (as he has lately voted in their behalf, imploring blessings permitted some renewal of intercourse) on the heads of those who so simply, yet the next cartel will convey to this country ingeniously, contrived to remove them cargoes of seve-china and blue ribbands from their iniseries in this to a better things in great request, and of equal world. If they journey on to Scotland, value at this moment), blue ribbands of from Glasgow to Johnny Groat's, every the Legion of Honour for Dr. Duigenan where will ibey receive similar marks of avd his ministerial disciples. Such is approbation. If they take a trip from that well-earned popularity, the result of Portpatrick to Donaghadee, there will those extraordinary expeditions, so exthey rush at once into the embraces of pensive to ourselves, and so useless to four Catholic millions, to whom their our allies ; of those singular enquiries, vote of this night is about to endear them so exculpatory to the accused and so for ever.

When they return to the dissatisfactory to the people ; of those metropolis, if they can pass under Temple paradoxical victories, so honourable, as Bar without unpleasant sensations at the we are told, to the British name, and so sight of the greedy niches over that omidestructive to the best iuterests of the nious gateway, they cannot escape the British nation: above all, such is the acclainations of the livery, and the more reward of a conduct pursued by ministers tremulous, but not less sincere, applause, towards the Catholics. the blessings “not loud but deep" of

I have to apologise to the House, who bankrupt merchants and doubting stock. will, I trust, pardon one, not often in the holders. If they look to the army, what babit ot'intruding upon their indulgence, wreaths, not of laurel, but of night-shade, for so long attempting to engage their are preparing for the heroes of Walche attention. My most decided opinion is, ren. it is true there are few living

as my vote will be, in favour of the deponents left to testify to their merits motion. on that occasion ; but a “clood of wit. nesses" are gone above from that gallant

SWEDISH THIEF CATCHING army which they so generously and

MACHINE, piously dispatched, to recruit the " noble army of martyrs."

The dress of the watchmen of StockWhat if in ihe course of this triumphal holm consists entirely of the skins of career (in which they will gather as many animals, and they walk in pairs, carrying pebbles as Caligula's army did on a

in their hands a curious instrument for similar trinmph, the prototype of their

seizing culprits who may endeavour to own), they do not perceive any of those make their escape froin them. It is so memorials which a grateful people erect contrived as to shut fast about the neck, in honour of their benefactors! what being applied below the back part of although not a sign-post will

the head, and becoming tighter the more condescend to depose the Saracen's head in favour of the likeness of the conque. once, therefore, this instrument is fixed,

a person struggles to get free. When rors of Walcheren, they will not want a

the prisoner is sure to remain quiet, picture who can always have a caricature; through fear of being choked: afteror regret the omission of a statue who wards it opens with a spring. “Per. will so often see themselves exalted in haps,” says Dr. Clarke, “ this portable etfigy. But their popularity is not limited trap, or thief-collar, might be made useto the narrow bounds of an island; there ful in our

own country, to nid the appre. are other countries where their measures, hension of midnight robbers in our and above all, their conduct to the metropolis.” The watchmen of StockCatholics, must render them pre-eminently holm carry about their rattle spikes popular. If they are beloved here, in with these instruments, calling the hour France they must be adored. There is in dismal ditty, of which the following is no measure more repugnant to the designs

a translation : and feelings of Buonaparte than Catholic

The clock has struck ten. Emancipation; po line of conduct more propitious to his projects, than that

From fire and burning, which has been pursued, is pursuing, and, And from the enemy's hand, I fear, will be pursued, towards lieland. Save, Oh God! this town and land, What is England without Ireland, and The clock has struck ten. what is lielaud without the Catholics: It




From Sketches of India."

The Hindoo Bride.

“ Here, on a smooth stone on the THE Hindoos are divided into four river's brink, I found the impression of sects, or castes : of these, the Brahmins

two feet, encircled by the hooded or rank pre-eminently first; they are pri

sacred serpent, the emblem of eternity. vileged to officiate as priests of the This notes the spot where some victim gods, supposed to meditate continually of the tyranny and craft of priesthood on divine things, and are supported by has sacrificed herself on the funeral pile the industry of the other three.

of her husband, and, deluded by the The second, or Cheteree caste, is con- pride of superstition and custom, has sidered noble: from this, princes used with steady fortitude lighted the very to be chosen, and from this men are

Aames from which she madly hoped her trained to the use of arms, and military conquering spirit would ascend, and service.

force the portals of a vanquished heaThe third, or Bhyse caste, conducts ven.”-Sketches of India. all the details of business, comnierce, and all the internal trade.

Upon that tablet overthrowy, In the fourth, or Soodra, are compri- The sandals sculptur'd on the stone, sed all the labourers, artizans, and manu

The hooded serpent round it see, facturers.

That symbol of eternity: All others of the native population of These emblems mark the fatal site India (and they are numerous) are chan- of India's most abhorred rite. dalas or outcasts, and perform the low. I fain the mournful tale would trace, est offices of toil and drudgery.

That ballows this deserted place. The Vedas, or sacred books of the

Fairest of all the nymphs who stray'd Hindoos, can only be read by the Brah- On the Toombudra's banks, was Zaide : mins, or first caste; and the second caste Her form in elegance might vie alone is privileged to listen to them. With Sculpture's fairest symmetry; The two others cannot either read, or And on ber cheek her every thought, hear them read; they are permitted, In changeful bue was plainly wrought; however, to use the Shasters, or holy While in her dark and piercing eye, cominentaries on the Vedas. The poor Were mingl'd love and dignity. Chandalah dare not either enter a temple, She was bethrothed, in youth, to one, touch an 'altar, or offer devotion to any Whose valiant deeds her love had won : of their idols.

They were of Noble caste of those The four Vedas are said to be composed Who listen to the Veda's laws; in metre; twenty-five thousand stanzas

And when a few more days had flowu, in each Veda, and four lines in every He was to call the maid his own :

But ere that hour, the sound of war, The first treats of the science of divi- The din of arms, was heard from far; nation, astrology, and the creation of Then he must take the glittering spear, matter.

And in the foremost ranks appear. The second treats of all religious and moral duties, honours a Supreme Being,

The bright sun's beams are shining

clear but acknowledges, and contains hymns

On helmet, spear, and scymetar; to, many interior deities.

In the third, their religious rites and The signal note is pealing loud, ceremonies are laid down, with strict Yet Abmed lingers in the crowd; rules for all their burdensome obsery. His last fareweh he has not said,

Nor calmed the terrors of his maid : The fourth Veda is said to treat en

He tells her, that he only goes tirely of the knowledge of the Good To ride triumphant o'er her foes ; Being ; but, either from antiquity, or a

And that, this one short danger o'er, peculiar dialect, the language of it is He shall return to part no more. become obsolete, and few of their Pun- She listens to his soothing tale, dits profess either to read, or under. But in her eye, and cheek so pale, stand it.

No answering belief is seen,The Shasters are holy conimentaries, Despair is in her look and mieu. or mere books of divinity and science. The armed ranks are marching past, 'There are two principally known ; one

And Abmed must not be the last; is more highly esteemed in the south, He may not, dure not, longer stay; the other in the north of India.

. Once more farewell,”-away-away:



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But from that hour, hér Woman's pride,

All then was hope, and nothing else,

With fairy visions bright;
And bridal pomp, were laid aside;

Whilst fancy roam'd through realms of bliss,
She fear'd he would return no more, And bath'd in wild delight.
And sorrow's garb she only wore. We painted life as Eden faír,-
That is the note of victory!

Ideal pleasures drew!

And deem'd, unmixa with pain or care, And Almed ris return'd to see

The world we should pass ihrough. The anguish in his Zaide's cye.

We forward gazed with anxious look, He is retarn'debut 'tis to die.

For time to ripe our plans; Foremost in every daring strife,

Ne'er thought that Fate

might in her book

Our dames becloud with babs':
He earned his laurels with his life.
Her hand in his is fondly press'd,

But onward gazed, still onward gazed,

Do what should he our state ; His head is pillow'd on her breast, Our future lives in splendour rais'd, And in his fix'a and glazing eye,

Bid joys each step await. You read young Zaide's destiny.

But, ah ! full soon these visions fled,

That erst their sun display'd ; The rising sun's enlivening beam

The liopes we fondled, now are dead, Is dimpling in yon rapid stream;

Tiite came—and they decay'd. Another hour, bis rays will fall

And as we muse on days so dear, On ashes that are Žaide's all.

Wbile yet hope's rainbow shone; The funeral train is marching slow,

Ere yet our dreams dissolv'd to air, But can that be a scene of woe?

Or sorrow's cup we'd known ; Once more array'd in all her pride,

Who can refrain regretting tears,

To find this scene of life,
And glittering pomp, an Indian bride, So full of woes, of pains, and cares,
With tearless eye, and calmest mien, : Of euvy, and of strife!
She looks upon the awful scene;

And what we thought an age of joy,
The horns and cymbals rang'd around,

To find it sorrow all;
With louder note, to quell each sound- That Time comes only to destroy-

To make each vision fall,
But they are needless, for no cry
Escapes in her last agony.

For like the leaves by autumn blown,

Their parent branches bare ;
Her jewell'd presents now are gone, Till from the tree, the last leaf's flown,
All are bestow'd-except that one, That lonely linger'd there.
The pledge of love; still fondly press'd, E'en so, our hopes they fly away,
With dying clasp upon her breast,

The last at length departs ;
She looks her last on earth and sky,

Fainter and fainter shines each ray,

And lower sinks our hearts.
And springs upon the pile to die.
The torch is fir'd, the rites are said,

And as our hopes, so fade our years,

The once warm feeling's chill; And Zaide's number'd with the dead. All that was youth 'like disappears,

The streams become a rill.

The love of life no longer blooms,
A RECURRENCE TO THE DAYS We sighi to close its race ;

Death 'frights no more, we feel the tomb's
Our only resting place.

L. W. Wy-

WAEN wand'ring back to former days,

Thought beckons up that tim
When circled round with sunny rays,

Life glow'd in all its prime.
Those days of cbildhood now long gone,

But strong in fancy's eye,
The bliss of which has left them drawn

Deep on the memory.
When life to us was yet a toy,
A thing not fully known;

COLD is the air, when the snow so white
But pictured then an age of joy,

Drifts o'er the heatb on a winter's night; A path with roses strown.

Cold is the water in Scharan rill, When all onr thoughts on pleasure went,

And the ocean's spray is colder still. When sport was all our care ;

Yet neither is half so cold--oh, no! And health its strength and vigour lent,

As the breast which never feels the glow T'hose sports with glee to share.

Infused by affection warm and dear

Hallow'd by the bright and genuine tear, 0, when the languid hours of school

Which springs from a heart—if such there beCame to the wished-for close,

With feeliog endued, and sympathy!, And from each tedious irksome rule,

For is there a charm like feeling's sigh? With glowing baste we rose,

Or gem like the tear in woman's eye? What eagerness we then displny d,

When she gazes on him whom she loved so'well, To give bright pleasure reign;

And whispers the last sad word, “ Farewell!" If but a moment us delay'd,

No! friends may part,-but fate sball sever It seem'd an age of pain.

Sympathy's claiu-never, ob, never!


By É. B.


The Spirit of the magazines. and Handel put down by Weber. And ROSEDALE AND ITS

away they went also.

Our next neighbouirs were two ladies, TENANTS.

not sisters, except, as one of them sajd, (Conoluded from page 217).

in soul, kindred spirits determined to rieHowever that may have been, there tire from the world and emulate, in this ensued a vacancy," ia Rosedale, which sweet retreal, the imanertal friendship of was supplied tbe same week by a musical the ladies of Islangollen. The names family, a travelling band, drums, trum- of our pair of friends were Brown and pets, harps, pianos, violins, violincollos, Green, Miss Letitia Brown and Niss Do tambourines and German-Autes-poise cathea Green, commonly called Dolly. personified ! an incarnation of din! The Both were of that unfortunate class of family consisted of three young ladies young ladies, whom the malicious wonde who practised regularly six hours a day, is apt to call old maids, both rich, botha a governess who played on some instru- independent, and both in the fullest sense pent or other from morning till night, of the word Cockneys. Letitia was tall one Auting brother, one fiddling dito, á and lean, and scraggy and yellow, dressing violincelloing music-master, and a sing in an Arcadian sort of way, pretty much ing papa. The only quiet person amongst like a shepherdess without a crook, singthem, the sone poor halfpennyworth of ing pastoral songs prodigiously out of bread to this monstrous quantity of tune, Aud talking in a deep voice, with sack," was the unfortunate mamma, sole much emphasis and astounding Auency, listener, as it seened, of her

innumerous all sorts of septimentalities all day long. choir. Oh, how we pitied her! she was

Miss Dorothea, on the other hand, was a sweet placid-looking woman, band short and plump, and nound-faced and some, and younger in appearance than ruddy, inclining to vulgarity, as Letitia

to either of her

daughters, with a fair open affectation, with a great love of dancing, forehead, full dark eyes, lips that seemed

a pleasant chuckling laugh, and a most waiting to smile, a deep yet cool colour, agreeable habit of assentation. Juxta-poand a beaveаly composure of counte

sision laid the corner-stone of this immornance, resembling in features, expression, tal friendship, which had already lasted and complexion, the small Madonnas of four months and a half. Raphael. We never ceased to wonder at

Well; they were friends, and nothing her bæppy serenity till we discovered remained but to look out for a house. that the good lady was deaf, wbich some

Dorothy wanted a farm, Letitia a cot. what diminished the ardour of our ad- tage. Dorothy talked of cows and clover, miration. How this enviable calamity Letitia of nightingales and violets. Dos hefel her, I did not hear, but of course rothy longed for Yorkshire pastures, Le that din! The very jars and mandrins

tiția for Welsh Mountains; and the became cracked under the incessant vi scheme seemed likely to go off for want bration; I only wonder that the poor house of an habitation, when Rosedalc, in all did not break the

drum of its cars ; did the glory of advertisement, shone on Miss not burst from its own report, like an

Letitia in the Morning Post, and was overloaded gun. One could not see that immediately engaged by the delighted polucky habitation half

a mile off with friends on a Jease of seven, fourteen, or out such a feeling of noise as comes over

pne-and-twenty years. one in looking at Hogarth's Enraged

It was a raw, blowy March evening Musician; to pass it was really dangerous. when the fair partners arrived at the colDue was overturned, and tage, Miss Letitia made a speech in her two postchaises and four ran con

usual style on taking possession, an insequence of these uproarious doings ; and vocation ta friendship and rural natrue, a sturdy old-fashioned squire, who rode a

and a deprecation of cities, society, and particular anti-musical startlisb blood. man; at the conclusion of which, Miss horse, began to talk of indieting Rosedale Dolly underwent an embrassade; and as a nuisance, when, just at the critical baving sufficiently admired the wonders moment, its tenants had the good fortune within, they sallied forth with a candle ta discover, that although the hermitage and lanthorn to view their ruralities withwith its vaulted roof, made a capital eon

out. Miss Letitia was better satisfied cert-room, yet that there was not space with this ramble than her companion; enough within doors for their several she found at least trees and primroses, practisings, that the apartments were too

whilst the country felicities of ducks and small and the partitions too thin, so that chickens were entirely wanting. Dolly, concord was turned into discord, and har- bowever, reconciled the matter by supmonies went crossing each other all over posing they were gone to roost, and the bouse-Muzart jostled by Rossini

a little worn out by the journey, wisely

followed their example. The next day to use her own words,“ how niuch saw Miss Letitia obliged to infringe her madam seemed to take on at parting own rule, and admit a man-the apothe. with the poor dumb things," kindly offered cary-into this maiden abode. She had fered to take them as boarders at a mode. sate under a tree nearly an hour the ratestipend, volunteering also lessonsin the night before, listening for a nightingale, chicken rearing and pig-feeding departand was laid up by a most unpastoral fit ment, ofwhich the lady did, to be sure,scem of the rheumatism. Dorothea in the rather in need. Of course, Dolly closed meanwhile was examining her territory with this proposal at a word. She was by daylight, and discovering fresh cause never so happy in her life-her cows, pigs, of vexation at every step. Here she was apd poultry en pension, and herself with in the country, in a cottage, "compris- both hands full of learning at the farm, ing,” as the advertisement set forth, “all and ordering at the cottage, and displaymanner of convenience and accommo- ing all that can be imagined of ignorance dation,” without cow or sheep, or grass and good-humour at both. Her mistakes or corn, or pig or chicken, or turkey or were innumerable. Once, for instance, goose;—no laundry, no brewhouse, no she carried away by main force from a pigsty, no poultry-yard ! not a cabbage in turkey, whose nest she had the ill luck the garden! not a useful thing about the to discover, thirteen eggs just ready to house! Imagine her consternation! hatch, and after a severe combat with

But Dolly was a person of activity and the furious and injured hen, brought resource. She sallied out forthwith to the them home to Rosedale as fresh-under a the neighbouring village, bought uten- notion, rather new in natural history, sils and live stock, turned the coach- that all turkeys lay their eggs in one house into a cow-stall, projected a pigsty day. Another time, she discovered a in the rosery, installed ber ducks andgeese hoard of double Dahlia roots in a toolin the orangery, introduced the novel. house belonging to her old enemy the ty of real milk-pans, churns, and butter- gardener, and delivered them to the prints, amongsi the old China, Dutch cook for Jerusalem artichokes, who dresstiles, and stained glass of that make-be- ed them as such accordingly. No end to lieve toy the Gothic dairy, placed her Dolly's blunders! but her good humour brewing vessels in the housekeeper's and cheerfulness, and the happy frankroom, which, to accord with the genius of ness with which she laughed at her the place, had been fitted up to represent own errors, carried her triumphanta robber's cave, and deposited ber wash. ly through. Every body liked her, esing tubs in the butler's pantry, which, pecially a smug little curate who boarded with a similar regard to congruity, had along with her pigs and cattle at the farm, been decorated with spars and shells like and said twenty times a day that Miss a Nereid's grotto; and finally, in spite of Dorothea Green was the pleasantest woall warping and remonstrance, drove her man in Englaud. Dolly was never so sheep into the shrubbery, and tethered happy in her life. her cows upon the lawn. This last Miss Letitia, on her part, continued stroke was too much for the gardener's rheumatic and poorly, and kept closely patience. He walked over to B. to ap: to her Turkish tent, with no other consoprise Mr. Tasty; and Mr. Tasty, armed lations than novels from the next town, with Mr. Samuel Smith and a copy of and the daily visits of the apothecary. the lease, made his appearance with She was shocked at Miss Dorothy's inbreathless speed at Rosedale. Dolly, in timacy with the farm-people, and took spite of her usual placidity, made good every opportunity of telling her so. battle on this occasion; she cried and Dolly, never very foud of her fair comscolded, and reasoned and implored; it panion's harangues, and not the more was as much as Mr. Tasty and Mr. reconciled to them from their being diSamuel Smith, aided by that mute witness rected agaiost her own particular favouthe lease, and that very clamorous one rites, ran away as often as she could. So the gardever, could do to out-talk her. At that the two friends had nearly arrived at Jast, however, they were victorious. Dol- the point of not speaking, when they met Jy's live stock were forced to make a ra one afternoon by mutual appointment in pid retreat, and she would probably have the Chinese saloon. Miss Dorothy blushretreated at the same time, had not an ed and looked silly, and seemed trying incident occurred, which brought her to say something which she could not visions of rural felicity much nearer to bring out. Miss Letitia tried to blusb, reality than could have been anticipated but failed. She could however talk; by the liveliest imagination. The far- and at the end of an oration in which she mer's wife, of whom she had made her proved, as was pretty evident, that they purchases, and to whom sbe unwillingly had been mistaken is supposing the comaddressed herself to resume them, seeing, rany of each all-sufficient to the otherds

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