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-all speak at once. This general con- His father was a nobody, who scarceversation naturally recals to mind the ly suspected that he should one day epoch of the construction of Babel. have chateaus and titles in his family.

Every mask had its occupation. This I must, however, do our incognito the to commence an intrigue-that, to justice to say, that he has refused to terminate one. Here, a rich banker do some dirty work, which brought was agreeably tormented by two opera- no profit, and has never disgraced dancers, who astonished him by their himself gratis. He is considered rich, esprit—there, a musquetaire anxiously and it is astonishing what service this pursued a mask; who, laughing as she reputation has done him among his Aew, seemed better pleased to be cap- friends. tured, than earnest to escape. Farther That automaton, who parades about on, a young provincial, newly arrived, so apothetically, and whose pale dostood utterly confounded by the won- mino contrasts so pleasantly with the derful things related by a droll domino; group of black ones which torment whom, a little later, he discovers to him, in the vain hope of exciting his be an aunt who had reared him. I curiositythat domino is the worthy stopped for a moment to listen to the personage, who, after a six years'slumrather animated conversation of two ber in his senator's chair, awoke one spouses, who had recognized each fine day, to his own surprise, peer of other unwittingly enough, when a France. He enjoyed this dignity for fairy figure, seizing me by the arm, six months, like one who tried to renas she whispered my name, gaily pro- der himself worthy of it; but unposed to me to m'ennuyer en com- luckily the last three months undid pagnie. The offer was at least hum- all that the first six had done; and ble, and seemed to guarantee to me he has been obliged to cede his armthe contrary. I accepted it with grati- chair to one who unfortunately does tude.

not slumber in it. A glance at her elegant foot-the en- This man, with three faces, whom semble of her person--the tone of her some take for a magistrate-some for voice—the vivacity of her eyes, which a courtier-others for an old noblewere very fine, and of which she took others for a new, is one of those who, good care to give a full view, through like the cameleon, changes his hue the aid of an opening she had artfully according to the ray he basks in. Haenlarged in her mask-all concurred ving literally none of his own, he is to persuade me that I should have no worse than thousands. That percause to felicitate myself on this un- son, who is in such perpetual moexpected rencounter.

tion, and seems so contented with În a few minutes I perceived that himself, is a newly-married husband, my companion must be much in the whom his wife has forced here along world—for she knew, at least by name, with her, to oure him of jealousya prodigious number of persons of dis- Scarcely arrived-madam, who wishes tinction. She painted each in a single to know au fond what a Bal Masque expression, with an originality which is-quits him to exchange dresses with was amazingly piquant-scarcely a one of her friends, whom the hussingle mask escaped her recognition. band has at once mistaken for his The more bizarre the degrees, the more spouse, and in consequence never loses interesting the scrutiny; and it never sight of her one instant; this happy was long at fault. After witnessing man will return home to-morrow, deseveral instances of her skill, all truly lighted with his night, more than surprising in their way, I expressed å ever in love with a wife whom he will wish to learn the names of some indi- offer as a model to those of his friends, viduals whom I pointed out to her, and, on occasion, will be the first to and who, for the last hour, had been laugh at deceived husbands. promenading through the rooms in all This clumsy peasant, in close flirtathe audacity of a strict incognito. tion with that little blue domino, is

That fat man, said she, who sports an old notary, who loves to seek ada livery, is a grand seigneur, who has ventures ; his wife, who is aware of served in his youth, and who, from it, instead of flying into a rage with the habit of changing, has at last con- him, disguises herself in turn, and trived to manage without them.--He comes here incognita to receive the is the flower of modern gentlemen- declarations of her spouse-She has


fairly caught him, nor will she let I will not weary you now, resumed him

go till he goes home. See, he is my companion, by sketching the porquite delighted here with the same traits of that wife, of her husband's, woman of whom at home he is weari- or this husband of two wives ; nor of ed.-What would he not give to have that original who thinks he disguises power to get a divorce from one wife himself by turning out the green lito put the other in her place ?-What ning of his blue coat; nor of this a wonder-worker is a mask ? Who other, who takes a new name every could persuade that man now that it time he commits a new folly; nor of is his own wife whom he finds so that republican infidel, who is become agreeable?

a religious royalist; nor of a thousand That Harlequin who flirts by is a other evil characters, of whom, if you statesman, who, from converting in- have curiosity to hear, look in on me, to pieces of oratory his official reports, and I shall put you in possession of has created for himself a reputation, more than you know at present. in so much the more formidable, that It is not to be expected that I should it casts into astonishment those who add the address which the domino knew him, and into admiration those

gave me. who do not,-not that his style is ori- It was near five when conductginal, for all that he says has a bor- ress parted from me; the greater numrowed tone. But the art with which ber of the masks had disappeared ; he debates all his opinions—the ani- the salle had resumed its accustomed mation with which he sustains senti- air of dulness and desolation. A few ments that have not the slightest re- scattered masks, slumbering on the semblance to each other, and the va- benches, seemed rather to have yieldriety successively remarked in his po- ed to the soporific influence of the litics, have finished by persuading his scene than of the hour; the very mufriends even that this man had all the sicians played only half dances; the requisites to make a great man. Un- anti-room contained but about a dotil the present, however, he has bound- zen of dominos, whose faces made one ed himself to merelymakea great noise.* regret their masks. After having con

As my guide ceased speaking, a templated all these personages, and slight murmuring spread through the assured myself the Bal de l'Opera salle ; we inquired its meaning, and contained nothing more worthy of were informed that a MYSTIFICATOR remark, I retired, promising not to had sent off all the polichinellos of the forget the rendezvous my pretty mask ball, one after the other, by succes- had given to me. sively whispering to each that he ran Just at the moment that I crossed the risk of being arrested by the gens

the interior corridor, I saw pass by d'armes, at that instant in search of the pair I had so vainly sought. As a polichinello, who had just commit- soon as they perceived me, they sepated a considerable robbery. The po- rated abruptly; the young man relice make the bravest tremble-jus- turned into the salle--the domino fled, tice frightens the most honest. Thus but as she could fly no farther than the Messieurs les Polichinellos, not over door, to which lier carriage had not anxious to have anything to do with yet driven up, I had time enough begrave authority, nor over anxious be- fore it did to recognize the pretty Masides to stand revealed to public gaze, dame G. the declared enemy of maskhastened altogether from the field, to ed balls, who had frightened us three the no slight amusement of the mysti- or four hours earlier, by expatiating ficator, who, by this ingenious strata- on the various dangers a pretty wogem, had got rid of a rival, who was man ran there, I trembled for her. laying close siege to la dame de ses pensées.

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of which was inserted in the ear ; and Having taken in your very supe- now a prospect opened which afforded rior Miscellany, from its earliest day to hope. I immediately ordered an instruthe present, I know you as the friend ment to be constructed, of the finest of man. Upon this ground, I am con- block-tin, one end of which included fident that you will grant the request the whole external ear, and the other, I make, of 'inserting the short notice (circular also,) of larger diameter, colI now send in your very first Number, lected the sound, which was conveyed that those labouring under deafness by a straight tube, of some capacity, may reap, from the improvement which into the ear. I have made upon the Ear Trumpet, The result was most gratifying, inthe advantages which I so unexpected- deed, beyond my most sanguine exly enjoy.

pectation, enabling me to carry on a Many years ago, in consequence of a conversation with a friend, with the cough of most uncommon severity, an utmost ease to myself, and without injury was done to some part of the exertion to the person addressing me. internal structure of my left ear, which It is the establishment of the princompletely robbed me of hearing ciple of this improvement upon the through that organ. Immediately af- Ear-Trumpet to which I am soliter this accident, I was seized with a citous to give publicity, leaving to tinnitus aurium, which held out the younger men to make experiments dismal prospect of entire deafness. upon the length and diameter of the For this malady, I had recourse to tube, and of other parts of the instrusnuff, and its effects upon the tinnitus ment. were soon perceptible. Still, however, The only attempt towards improvethe hearing upon the right ear remain- ment which I made, was the making ed obtuse, and extremely contracted a transverse section of the smaller my social enjoyments. I applied in circle, so as to approach nearly to the every quarter, including his Majesty's shape of the ear; and, by a little maAurist, for the most improved ear- nagement, it answers my expectation. trumpet. From none of these instru- With this I transmit a sketch of the ments was the most trivial benefit de- instrument I use. rived.

I remain, MR EDITOR, My thoughts being much employed with much esteem, upon the subject, it occurred to me

your very obedient servant, that every ear-trumpet which had been

Thos. Morison, M.D. sent to me conveyed the collected sound Disblair Cottage, Aberdeeen, through a very small tube, the orifice 16th July, 1823.


A Lyrical Ballad. An almost cloudless autumn sky,

Plant-like, once fix'd, I joy to spread Elastic freshness in the air,

The fibres of intense affection And yet the brecze but lazily

O'er one small circuit, where they feed Uplifts the gossamer,—

On sight and recollection. Uplifts that mazy roof, whereon

To-morrow comes,—the swallow race A thousand shuttles have been plied ; Reck not,—they leave these scenes O'er blade and stalk, o'er clod and stone,

behind, It spreads on every side.

While I hope here through life to pass,

And here a grave to find.
Turn to the sun,--and it will shine,
A fairy-web of tapestry

See, from these elms the bounds you trace Lighted in one far-stretching line,

Which girdle in my parsonage ;
Just like a moon-light sea.

Own, friend, that in a pleasant place

Hath fall’n my heritage ! Look back,-e'en there, their trammels slight

Unhasp'd, there swings my rustic gate ; The spinners have as thickly spun ;

Enter, and see what, in his wane,
Yet they elude our prying sight,

The ripening sun hath done of late
Save when they meet the sun.

Within my small domain.
Strange work, ye tiny artisans,

My shrubs encroach upon my walks ;
Is this of yours, on dale and down ! My flower-beds are a wilderness
The nat'ralist scarce understands

Of seeded husks and rampant stalks
More of it than the clown.

A tangled, self-will'd mass. Pardon that we your meshes sweep, The vine, that wraps my wall, and craves For yon old elms our steps invite,

For entrance at each casement nook,
Round which a troop of swallows keep Has lost the deep green of its leaves,
A restless, graceful flight.

And wears a tarnish'd look ;
It is my chimney's full-fledg’d brood, The clusters now more obvious are,
With sooty head and corslet grey,

Each venturing from its summer hold, And here they ply, for insect food, Mark what a sunward tinge they bearTheir skill in falconry.

A Aush of flamy gold.
glad birds, you will not long Nor let me, thankless, fail to point
Scud round these meads in rapid ring; That other vine, whose lowlier stems
A call is heard your sires among,

Are hung at every knot and joint
For each to imp his wing.

With amethystine gems.
The summons has arrived ; for flight Live we not in a verdant bower?
Our summer visitors prepare :

That calm delight of Paradise, I saw a conclave yesternight

Which flow'd from tending fruit and flower, Assembled in the air.

My garden-plot supplies. Incessant twittering fill’d the sky,

-Such were the topics which obtain'd
Just as the first star sparkled forth ; Place in our desultory talk,
I knew it as their gathering-cry,

As, followed by a college friend,
Before they quit the North.

I led the homeward walk.
Twilight's grey vault was all astir It was by merest accident
With the black swarm that speckled it, That I had won him for a guest,
Not long will they their voyage defer, For, when I met him, he was bent
Their clarions sound retreat.

On travel to the West.
Their privilege I envy not,

My saunter had conducted me
Of living, wheresoe'er they roam,

Where the Mail passes every day,
In summer sunshine, since 'tis bought I saw him in it, and my plea
At the expense of home !

Persuaded him to stay.
Strangers ye are itinerants-

He still was dwelling lingeringly
Pilgrims, that wend from feast to feast In Oxford's crowded solitude
An annual caravan, that haunts

('Tis such to yearning hearts) while I
This pleasant stage for rest.

Had left the brotherhood ; No wanderer I-me 'twould not suit Long left the college, well content To have my sensibilities

To take this pastoral benefice, Scatter'd, where they would bear no fruit, And gain'd my Mary's frank consent 'Neath ever-shifting skies;

An humble board to bless.

Feed on,

Studies severe, since we had met,

The old men stand erect, and look Had wrought upon his every feature, Intent upon the preacher's face, Furrowing a polish'd brow,--and yet Loving to hear explain'd that book, No book-worm he by nature.

Which speaks of faith and grace ; Pure thoughts, quick feelings, homage high While the young crowd that fill the aisle, For Nature's every oracle,


prayers put up, their praises paid, These had been his-and did not die Decorous sit, but wish the while In his monastic cell.

The firal blessing said. Such was the friend to whom my stock I know their every joy and woe, Of simple pleasures I produced,

And how they're sway'd by hope and fear, Nor fear'd to feel the numbing shock Summond or not, 'uis mine to go, Of sympathy refused.

The death-bed's gloom to cheer. -Come, friend, examine all within, Their children's guardian 1 ; a train There's comfort in my little nest,

On me await, their minds to store Nor wants there proof of genuine,

With love to God, and love to man,
Although uncostly taste.

And other gospel lore.
We lack no charm which music makes, Merely to fix the marriage-ties,
That chest-like frame of hidden strings Is but prerogative of station ;
Beneath my Mary's fingers wakes

I joy to think they highly prize,
Responsive as she sings.

My private approbation.
The walls betray my pencil's work ; The doubtful swain oft comes to me,
Yet with it Mary's needle may

With all his hopes and fears at strife, Boast rivalry ; no tints can lurk

His theme_not maiden's cruelty, Unsubject to her sway.

But of his means of life.
See, by our hearth, her flowers endure Trust me, this pastoral employ,
The winter through on rug and cushion ; Though it hath toilsome, painful hours,
Yea, all the adapted furniture,

Oft harvests crops of richest joy,
Her choice or execution.

And gathers wreaths of flowers.
And she,--this casket's single gem,-

-But hark ! a voice that shouts amain Who brightens 'neath her husband's glance, “ Father !" with childhood's eagerness ; And, moon-like, radiates light on them, My boy (a three years' imp) bursts in Who share his countenance.

To claim the accustom'd kiss. She (all unweeting,) will prevail,

This done_his courage soon is laidIn making you this truth confess,

He turns—the stranger is descried
If woes the married state assail,

It drives him into ambuscade,
The single knows not bliss !

His father's leg beside.
Hail, wedded love! thy constant flame, “Come forth, sliy child !"_He'll not for-
Like that of lamps of yore en tomb’d,

sake Nor age's palsying hand can tame, My coat-flap's deep intrenching screen, Nor is it self-consumed !

Yet peeping thence, one dimpled cheek Look round, I call this room my own,

And one bright eye are seen. For see, my books display themselves ; Not far behind, the mother speeds You'll find some okl acquaintance, known In quest of this her truant boy ;

Long since on College shelves. Her husband seen,---how quick succeeds This open window gives to view,

The blush-rose hue of joy ! The bell-tower of my village-church,

“ Mary, you will, I know, rejoice, Peering above that ancient yew, Which guards its cross-crown'd porch. She welcomes him with hand and voice,

My old, my long-tried friend to see ;" Full to the south, the hallow'd field

In matron modesty.
Opens its bosom, while behind,
A knot of elms, with leafy shield,

Her dative grace and wish to please,
Repels the northern wind.

Bid ceremony disappear;

And the shy colleger 's at ease,
There weekly am I circled round,

As she his sister were.
By an attentive,
To whom, I trust that I am found I saw conviction in him rise,
A minister of good.

That 'tis not good to be alone,

Where man's most sacred sympathies The cots pour out their various groups; Grandsire and dame on staff's support,

Are waste, or spent on one. And strong-limb'd youth, infants, and And ere he o'er my threshold cross'd, troops,

He came my private ear to tell,
But half-restrain'd from sport. That he would be no longer lost

Within a monkish cell ;

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