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THE SELF MOYING ORRERY.
the pavilion. Each of these circular phases, even of the Earth, which will be
on the border of his path, the extent of his
twenty minutes, you will be able to make “Each of the globular transparencies a whole treatise of practical astronomy.” of the planets will be the head of some Some useful appendages to the orrery kort of god or goddess, such as Mercuiy, are described after this, which are, howVenus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, and his ever, of minor importance, and would most gracious majesty, sitting in little occupy too much space to insert. The cars; which cars will be directed from nearest fixed star is to be represented west to east, and drawn by seven soldiers by a light in a ship at anchor fifteen or other men accustomed to march in miles from the pavilion; and the vameasure.
rious motions of the moon are to be ex“ I should have said that each of these hibited by some wheel-work added to transparencies will be not only of different the inside of the car of the Earth (or bulk, but also of different degrees of Tellus) and conneeted with the wheels of brightness, or apparent colour, according this car; “ which will give a circular to their distances, or their natural aspect; motion to a little globe representing the and besides, on the opposite side of the Moon;" and the other planets may be Suv, a dark hemisphere mast be adapted furnished with satellites in the same to each planet. By this means each
The author has not even for. planet can be made to have a diurnal roi gotten the Comets; he mentions that tation in that dark hemisphere. It will “ some small rockets fired from the pahave this advantage also, that any spec- vilion in an oblique direction would tator placed near the Earth (that is to imitate pretty well the effects of the say geocentrically) or near some other Comets, and would not diminish the planets, will be able to see the different gaiety of the astronomical experiments.
THE HERMIT IN ITALY.
woman knucked thrice, when the door
opened without our seeing any one. She The great success of M. Jouy in his shut it behind her, and opened another, series of light essays, under the title of saying at the same time, Don't be the Hermit, has given birth to a large afraid, you will not have long to wait.' tribe of imitative essayists. The “Her. Nevertheless, I waited some time alone mit in London" was clever enough, and and in deep darkness. My reflections has been well received. M. Jouy himself were every thing but satisfactory, and I appears very fond of the title, and has thought that it was intended to initiate given it to several subsequent works, me, in my own despite, into the secrets but none of them have been very sucs of the Carbonari, who were then forming cessful. The volumes before us are by themselves throughout Italy, and parsome anonymous anthor, and resemble ticularly in the Venetian states, for the their prototypes in vame, and not in expulsion of the French. I began to style. They are neither more nor less repent of my impradent confidence, than travels in Italy, written in the when I heard a small door open on one manner of Dupaty, now and then diver- side of the room where I was. The old sified with some essay growing out of woman entered with a lamp; and after the subject. We have had occasion following her some forty steps up a lately to notice so many books of travels, winding staircase, we came once more that we shall be as short as possible in into the light of day. We traversed our review of the travelling portion of two rooms rather luxuriously furnished, this work. Whenever the author adheres though in an antique way, and ornato the guide book, he is just as dull as mented with a great many pictures, they are, but when he details bis own which I felt no disposition to admire. I adventures, or gives us sketches of nian- was then introduced into a large closet ners, he is smart, clever, and interesting. somewhat mysteriously lighted, in which, These adventures are prettily heightened on a high seat, sat a large female, about by occasional touches of imagination, forty years of age, but, as she appeared as will be manifest from the following to me, of singular beauty. Scarcely extract. We should premise that our had she beheld me, when she cried out : author had fallen in with a Count Vivalda "Sbagliate, Lucia, quel Signore e un at Milan, a needy noble, who belonged Francese -(You have made a mistake, to a famous detachment of brigands, Lucy, this is a Frenchman.) She arose; and wbo had, out of his infinite regard, and approaching me with indescribpresented the author with a ring which able grace, and having motioned to was to serve as a protection amongst all the attendant to retire, begged me to the Italian banditti. Our traveller is sit down. We both felt some difficulty now at Verona, in the Amphitheatre : in breaking silence and entering upon a
“ Whilst I was occupied in examin- conversation for which neither of us had ing the outward walls, I perceived a any topic. But I remembered my counlittle old woman wandering about me, try, and said, with as much gallantry as and apparently desirous of entering into I could muster, that the honour of seeing conversation : My good woman,' said her was some apology for the informal 1, what do you want ?'— Chut, chut,' manner in which it had been brought said she, don't be afraid ; you are about, and I entreated her to give me quite safe-follow me.' Uuderstanding some explanation, assuring her of my nothing of this mysterious address, 1 complete discretion. • Before all, said could not imagine why the old woman, she, tell me how you came possessed of in speaking tbus, bad her eyes intently that ring.' I thought my best way was to fixed on my left hand, when I recollected tell the exact truth. “Ah!' said she, “the the ring which the Count Vivalda haul Count Vidalda was yesterday at Verona, given me at Turin, and which I had and he learned that the public authorities mechanically continued to wear without were aware of his presence. He had attaching to it the slightest importance. appointed a rendezvous near the Arena, My first movement was to escape from with one of bis Lieutenants who was to this dangerous companion. A stranger arrive this day. The hour was precisely at Verona, without a single person to that which you chose for visiting the whom I was known, and arrived there amphitheatre; and, as my seryant was within the last two hours, I was fearful to recognize him by a ring similar to of having fallen into the hands of some that which you wear, nothing could be spy of the police, and that the fatal ring more natural than the mistake which had made me appear as one of the gang has taken place. For myself, I am not of Meino. Still the inquisitiveness of at all vexed at the blunder, for I like my nature prompted me to follow the the French as much as I hate their old woman at all hazards. The old government. You plume yourselves in
THE HERMIT IN ITALY.
23 France on the sagacity of your witį and glory! Where are the legions of Varus? you will, probably, smile when I tell - Where is Varus himself? In a solitary you that I profess to read the future, island at the extremity of the world, and predict events to come.' I could where his greatest punishment will be to no longer doubt that I was in company know that his name and his deeds never with a fortune-teller.
travelled so far. But what a perilous “« Madam,' I replied, 'I cannot deny calm-succeeds to the tempest! what inthat I am one of the unbelieving: and, testine divisions ! What is that hydra even if I were not to admit it, your art which is preparing its hungry maw about woald not be able to detect it; but, the tottering thrones of Europe ? Verona! between ourselves, there are so many Verona! it is within thy walls that the ways of deceiving mankind, and mock- powers of the world are to assemble. ing their credulity, that, without believe And for what? Yes, France! that effort ing in predictions, still I do not feel any over, and I behold thee, by a happy union of that hatred wbich they generally of new glory and ancient destiny, peaceexcite. I am well aware that a fortuitous fal under the aathority of thy Kings and concurrence of circumstances very often the power of thy laws, and opulent in creates a doubt, even in the strongest thy industry, but, remember the inconminds, on points of conjectural know- stancy of victory and the instability ledge. The good old times of oracles, of empire. Heaveus ! do I not see however, have long since passed away, Greece burst forth from the monuments as well as those of miracies; and although of her ruin! But Italy ! for her there is I am ready to believe you a more skil- an eternity of sorrow and slavery. The ful soothsayer than our own famous waves of Tiber and Eridanus will not be Mademoiselle Le Normand, yet, if my subjected to the Seine : but their tribute own inclinations were to prevail, the must be carried hereafter to the Danube subject of our conversation should be a Oh, my country...-I bave no country! very different one from fortune-telling.' ---Italy is no more!
« The face of the prophetess was I listened to this burst of extravagance covered with blushes, and an expression with considerable excitement. She ceased almost sublime gave something of ideal speaking, and wiped away the tears from to her beauty. Her eyes glittered, her her eyes: but I gazed at her without chest heayed, a spirit of enthusiasm daring to address her.---' You will disa took possession of her, and she seemed cover,' said she, with a melancholy as if some divinity had inspired her as sweetness of manner, “You will discover she rose and burst forth : Verona! nothing but idle fancy in what I have Verona! thou hast seen him maintain said; but if I deceive you, I also de. with dignity the whole weight of his ceive myself, for I speak from a deep royal misfortune · cowardly senate of conviction of the truth of what I say. Venice! ye have chased him from his Believe me, there are moments in life asylum, and the name of the kings of when an enthusiastic soul can tear away his race has been blotted out from your the veil which hangs before the future. golden book.
Venice! thou shalt never You will see that nearly all those events be any thing but an enslaved city. which were just now so completely King! thou shalt revist again the throne present to my imagination, will hereafter of thy fathers. The Pyrenees shall literally come to pass ; but I---I shall avenge the Alps : the glory which has never behold them. Death is not far been gathered from the conquest of remote; and why should I regret life, Italy shall be lost before the walls of where there is nothing left me to do? Madrid. There it is that the deliverance when there is nothing left me to love? of mankind shall be engendered. What The fire of passion warms your sex, but art thou, oh Power ! I behold thy it consumes ours. The age of illusions birth, thy growth, and thy sudden de passes away like the flowers of the spring. struction. In vain has the daughter of Do not attempt to see me again during empires joined her hand to that of a your stay in Verona.
Leave me now.'great man: the neice of a beautiful in saying these words, she gave me her queen, who perished by the hangman's hand, which I kissed with a better feeling stroke, shall not long wield the sceptre of than that of mere gallantry. She seemed authority. Do you see the Apostolic to be deeply affected with the memory of Chief of Christianity wearing out in some settled grief, and her sighs were exile his years and his virtues ? Already strangely affecting. Presently she left the Aames of a mighty conflagration me, and the old woman came to conduct flash forth from the Northern skies, like me through a noble gallery into a large some bright fatal star. Oh, France! court, from which 1 emerged into the how great thy disaster after all thy street in front of the Capuchin church.
No. XXXI.—THE DESOLATION OF
No. XXXII.--THE KING.
He that is to-day a kiug, to-morrow shall die.
ECCLES. x, 10. Woe, woe, woe to the inhabiters of the earth.
REV. viii. 13, To him who this day's sceptre sways, All in whose nostrils was the breath of life, of all that was in the dry land died.
In costly pride a king,
GEN. vii. 22. To-morrow's light, with baleful speed, Woe, grievous woe! to all who now
A direful fate will bring: In this vile world abide ;
For him, who rules o'er nations high, For times await you big with grief, And powerful kingdoms guides, And nameless ills betide.
When Death his office bids him quit, Though now to you a pleyteous share
The common lot betides.
AN EPITAPH IN A COUNTRY CHURCH The sun rolls through the cloudless blae,
By a Widower.
Weep not for me, my only dear, Yet dewy mountains, cloudless skies,
I am not dead, but sleepełb here ; Are darkness-gloom to ine, -.
Therefore make haste, prepare to die, My soul on love's swift pinion flies,
Por shortly you must come to I.
In a fortnight this disconsolate mourner And marmur as they flow;
married again ; and an ingenious genNor pause to hiss, or Hower, or spray, Which on theid margio grow :
tleman wrote So. Maria, should I wander, still
I am not dead, my dearest life,
For I have got another wife;
Therefore 1 caonot come to tbee,
For I am going to bed to she.
scenes of mirth and glee,
He'll dance with none but what are fair.
" Suppose we women sbould dispense E ach leaves a void within my breast,
Our hands to none but men of sense !!! here is a something wanting still. “Suppose. Well, Madam, and what then?!
LEANDER. " Why, Sir, you'd never dance again."
GEORGE FARQUHAR. THE CHINESE have a method of hatch AFTER the death of Farquhar, the ing the spawn of fish, and thus protecting celebrated dramatic writer, the followiug it from the accidents which usually letter was found among his papers, ad. destroy so great a portion of it. The dressed to Mr. Wilks, the actor :fishermen carefully collect, on the mar. « DEAR BOB,–1 have not any thing gin and surface of waters, all those to leave thee, to perpetuate my memory, gelatinous masses which contain the but two helpless giris-look upon them spawn of fish; when they have a suf- sometimes, and think of him that was to acient quantity, they fill with it the the last moment of his life thine, shell of a fresh hen's egg, which has been previously emptied, stop up the
George Farquhar." hole, and put it under a sitting fowl. It would not be doing justice to Mr. After a certain number of days, they Wilks to conceal that this recommendabreak the shell in water warmed by the tion, which resembled the celebrated sun; the young fry are presently hatched, testament of Eudamidas, was duly reand are kept in pure fresh water till garded by him, and that when they bethey are large enough to be thrown into came of an age to be put out into the the pond with the old fish. The sale world in business, he procured a benefit of spawn før this purpose, forms an for each of them to supply the necessary important branch of trade in China.