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361 · be to let bim go. He called together manner in which you treat me to-day

the councillors, however, and sent for has filled me with respect for your the prisoner.

character. I believe you to be an ho" I hope you will forgive us, if we nourable man.”— dealt somewhat hardly with you yes- “What have you to say to me?” terday evening."

“I see you are an honourable man. “ Most willingly, since you ask me I have long wished to meet with such to do so.”

a man. Will you give me your right “Our rules are strict, and your con- hand ?”. duct gave rise to suspicion. I cannot “What will you, stranger ?” set you free without departing from my “Your head is gray and venerable. duty. Appearances are against you. I You have been long in the worldwish you would say something, which you have had sorrows too—Is it not might satisfy us of your good character.” so ?-and they have made you more

“ And it I should say nothing ?merciful?

“Then I must sepd your passport “Sir, what mean you ?”. to Munich, and you must remain here “ You are near to eternity-yourtill it returns." .

self will soon bave need of compassion Wolf was silent for a few minutes, from God. You will not deny it to and appeared to be much agitated; he man. Am I not right? To whom do then ste pt close up to the magistrate. you suppose yourself to be speaking ?"

“Can I be a quarter of an hour “What is this?-you aların me." alone with you ?"

“Do you not guess the truth? The councillors looked doubtfully Write to your prince how you found at each other, but the magistrate mo- me, and that I bave been my own betioned to them, and they withdrew. trayer. May God's mercy to him be “Now, what will you ?”

such as his shall be to me. Entreat “ Your conduct yesterday evening, for me, old man—weep for me-my sir, could never have brought me to name is Wolf." your terms, for I despise violence. The


From the Literary Gazette, December 1818,
N OVEL writing has within these character, and the revenge of literary

I few years assumed a very different wrongs sustained by the writer. phasis from what it presented of old. Through the equally efficacious The fearful romances of knight-erraotry means of praise and censure, os flattery yielded to the longest of long love sto- and abuse, Lady Morgan has acquired ries ; these in turn succumbed to the a name and notoriety which inust attach portraiture of existing manners; these general curiosity and interest to all her branched off into the low comic of vul- productions. And from its being gar life; these in a wonderful way were pretty generally understood that under converted into tales of moral and reli- the disguise of Florence Macarthy she gious instruction ; these were succeed- was to take ber “great revenge" upon ed by fables of philosophical inquiry ; her critics, these volumes were looked these gave way to the illustration of pa- for with an additional anxiety by that tional character, the latest and most numerous class of readers who delight popular works of the kind : and now in fiction much, but much more in real we have another variety, in a novel ad- personal crimination. We do not prodressed principally to the assertion of fess to be sufficiently acquainted with political opinion, but combining also a the scene of action jo Ireland to know portion of the ancient romantic style if all the dramatis persouæ are we aline with the drawing of individual modern personages; but as even at this distance we recognise several portraits (though and promotion by their servility to the unable to tell whether or not they are government and oppression of the prelikenesses) it strikes us that the author ple. While this affair is pending, the is only ideal in her colouring, and that Dowager Marchioness of Dunore, the the features are intended for originals. lady of the manor, pays a visit, with a

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The ground on which these portraits fashionable party to Dunore Casile and are painted, or to drop our metaphor, her Irish estates, in order to canvass the the story in Florence Macarthy, is of a borough of Glannacrime for her second very romantic cast, and considerably son Lord Adelm Fitzadelm, his senzor involved. A clear-sighted novel reader brother, the Marquis, being a lunatic will indeed soon discover the secret of ward in the custody of his mother, the hero ; but that of the heroine is There is much visiting and bustle ia more mysterious, and it is not till near consequence of this event, and Dupore the end that it is completely unfolded. Castle displays, among other strangers, We must add, however, that there is Il Librador and a Lady Clancare, the some improbability io it, which serves last of the regal race of Macarthys, to increase the puzzle.

whom Lady Morgan designates as her In a vessel which arrives at Dublin own resemblance. She is a person of are two persons previously unknown to extraordinary genius, an authoress as each other : the one is Il Librador, a well as a peeress in her own rigbt, erGuerilla warrior of great renown, from ceedingly beloved by the poor, and at among the patriots of South America, once captivating and mysterious. The and the other a young English gentle. Crawleys plot her ruin, and the ruin of man calling himself De Vere, of a sin. Il Librador, whom the old vulgar fathgularly eccentric temperament; the er Darby has some reason to dislike former is drawn upon the model of and dread, and whom the youngest son Buonaparte, the latter upon that of Counsellor Conway Crawley, perserules Lyrd Byron. Of course they become with restless malignity. All their deaitached to each other, and The Libera- signs, however, fail. Il Librador turris tor is the hero of the piece. They see out to be the real Marquis of Dunore, a great deal of wretchedness among the Mr. De Vere to be his cousin Lord lower orders in the suburbs of Dublin, Adelin, and Mrs. Magillicuddy, aljas on their way to the Inn. Here finding Lady Clancare, to be Florence Mathat their future destination lies as far carthy, the betrothed wife of the South as Buttevant in the same direction, they American Leader. By ibis revolution agree to travel together; and refuse to the Crawleys are reduced to shame and receive a female companion into their poverty, and the rightful heir of the chaise, who offers to take a third of it Norman Fitzadelms, with his Lady, the on overbearing their conversation. representative of the Macarthys, are reThis Lady's name is Magillicuddy ; stored to the possessions of their res ecshe has a red nose and green spectacles, tive ancestors. and appears to be a sort of religious. Among the characters introduced are tract distributor. On their route they an old Schoolmaster, Mr. Terence (gre frequently encounter this disagreeable O'Leary, the foster-fasher of the heir; person ; and the journey is less re- Mr. Daly, an ancient and unchanged markable for incident than for descrip- Hibernian patriot; Lord Eversham, tions of the difficulties of the road, the Aid-de-camp to the Lord Lentenant, a behaviour of the innkeepers and their Dandy of some humour and intellect; domestics, and the appearance and an- Baron Boulter and Judge Aubrey, i.e. tiquities of the country. Arrived in Lord Norbury, and Judge Fletcher ; the South of Ireland, 11 Librador wish- Lord Rosbrin, a nobleman madly ada es to become the purchaser of a castle dicted to private theatricals, Padreen and estale called Court Firzadelm, Gar, a supposed leader of rehel marauwhich is for sale, and for this object ders, and inany others of less noie. visits the agent, Darby Crawley, an Without entering into a detailed attorney, who, with bis whole family of opinion of this work, we may state that brothers and sons have obtained wealth it is certainly equal to any of the author

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363 ess's preceding publications. Several tions and dependent toad-eaters, the of the conversations are rather dull, but following conversation takes place, in general they are amusing. There is

The Commissioner (a brother) observing a bitter indulgence in private and per- that no verbal announce of dinner followed sonal hostility, but this, if the pique be the summons of the bell, lurned to Mr.Crawdirected justiv. bas at least provocation Jey impatiently, and asked,

* What do we wait for --Do you expect to excuse it ; and we miserable critics any obe to dinner, Darby ?" know what we have to expect when we " Not a Christian," reiurned Mr. Crawley. wound the vanity or self-love of a fe- them dish."

“ Thady, dear, give the bell a touch, and bid male writer. Diana, a goddess, puo- “ You forget, brother Crawley,” said his ished the poor wretch with death who sister anxiously, “ that I loid you, if you

would have listened to me, or to any one but saw her naked by chance ; and what Jemmy Bryan, when you came home, that I can we expect from an enraged woman, had asked a gentleman to divver, a very dis

li tinguished person that called on you this morit we strip her naked and expose all

ning, after you were gone to Glannacrime." her detects to the world ? To be tora "0, very well, he'll be here while dinner's to pieces as Acteon was, though not by dishing, I'll engage---Did he lave bis name?"

“I cannot tell you his name," said Miss the same means !

Crawley, with a smile, “ because I really We should notice the far too frequent forgot to ask it. But what's in a name?' as occurrence of French words and scraps

Roineo says. This I however can tell you :

he is not only the most distinguished, but the of French ; English books should be most poetical-looking person, as dear Lady vrinten in biah Lodu Morunn Clotworthy would have said."

“You know, Ann Clotworthy, I am alseems to have an inveterate antipathy 10

ways rather a stiptic to your descriptions, Bible Societies, Religious Tract Asso- said Mr. Crawley, winking to the sub-sheriff, ciations, Methodists, and other sectaries;

“ever siuce you tould me that that methodist

preacher, who came to us on a visit of two nor does she spare some hits at the days, and staid three months, was an angel Protestant Established Church in Jre- without wings. He was without wings sure bud which is one of the ricone or enougb ; but it was a scare-crow without land, wbich is one of the grievances ar

wings he was the very moral of.” raigned by her actors. Indeed the “ 'That's wate!” said the sub-sheriff. woes of that poor country are the bur. “Mighty, nate!” replied the surveyor.

" Wbep I spoke of the angelic properties then of her song-chiefly those of its of the Reverend Jeremiah Judd, 'I alluded misgoveroment, but even its natural to the inward man, and I was induced to-day climate does not escape reprebension.

to believe, for a moment, that this geoties

man had brought letters from him ; but tbo?" - It was one of those rich, red, autumnal he avowed that his mission into this country evenings, wbich in Ireland make the sole, was of a serious nature---" the short indemnification, for eleven months " Then I'll tell you once for all, Miss Crawof rain and vapour.---p. 133, vol. 2.

ley,” interrupted ber brother in a passion, And after all, the evils wbich afflict

flint “I will not have my house made a magdalen


asylum to a parcel of canting methodistiIreland seein as much to bo owing, in cal thieves, who are of no use but to set aside Lady Morgan's estimation, to physical the simple lethargy of the church service,and and moral causes, to the mode in which for those of the established faith. With your

to substitute the errors of the Presbyterians its rulers act; for she makes her aged and missions and missionaries, conversions and virtuous patriot, Mr. Daly, declare, that perversions, have you left me a tinpenny in

my pocket to give to my own poor in NewThe Irish peasantry are not only more in- Town Mount Crawley? And pray what's digent than they were forty years ago, but gone of my ope pound vote that went to make they have lost much of the gaiety and cheer- Christians of the black negroes? Never saw fulness of spirit which set sorrow at defiance. a single sowl of them set foot in a church yet, Their wakes and fairs, patterns, and Sunday barring Mrs. Casey's little black boy, that evening cake, are almost wholly laid aside : carries her prayer-book to parly service. these, and the hurling matches, that noble, And I'd trouble you for my eleven and fourathietic, and national sport, are quite gone pence halfpenny, Miss Crawley, that you by; and of the troops of pipers and barpers made me give to get King Pomarre, of the that ased to perform daily in their villages, Otaheitee Islands, to let himself be haptised; or resort to the houses of the gentry, where though faith I believe it was king of the welcome entertainment and ample remune- Mummers, that's king of the hummers he was? ration awaited them, there scarce remain any Aud 'bove all, where's my sixteen and threeof the order.

pence, carried off by your 'angel without We vow transcribe one scene, as a wings,' for lighting up the dark villages :'

and my elegant surtout, that was stolen out speciinen of the writer's humour, of the hall in Merrion Square, by your conis laid to Mr. Darby Crawley's house, verted Jew, that was waiting for your Guide

i to the Land of Promise ? at Mount Crawley, where, alter descri

I wish you had

" given the Devil his Jero (due), and left me my bing the visitors, mostly family connec- great coat ; that's all, Miss Crawley."

“That's nate !" cried the sub-sheriff, look- they'd best go the low road, and take the ing to the surveyor.

glen of Agherlow to Mitchels town." “ Mighty nate !" echoed the surveyor, " We are resolved not to take any road Dodding his head, while Mr. Crawley, who but that we've fixed on; and I soppose we had punned himself into good humour, as the can have a chaise and horses to what stage inan in the Guardian punned himself out of and place we choose, no matter where, if we a fever, and who observed the rest of the par- pay for them." ty much aiused at this attack 2009 the eval). This observation, made with bangbtiness gelical and dictatorial Miss Crawley, contin- and petulance by Mr. De Vere, induced the ved, in a milder tone,

landiord to uncover his head, and to reply : “Now, Clotty, dear, I tould you before “ Gertainly, Sir: if you indemnity me, Sir, that I never woold let one of your angels I can let you have every accommodation in without rings roost in my house to the day of life ; up to the top of Mangerton, if you my death, since Mr. Judu's visitation, who please ; only there is no posting, I give you did nothing but prache aod ate from murn- my word, gentlemen, on these cross roads IB ing to night, frightening the life out of me, Munster : that is, I don't send ont my cattle and abusing the cook. I'd rather see the by the mile ; but you can have them by the Devil come into my house than a methodist job or day, and welcome." preacher. Lord forgive me! and thinks when

e! and thinks when “ Wby then, job or day," said Barnes, there's a religion by law established, which with a significant look at his master, " if the qualifies a man for every place in the state, it chay goes by Gaul Bally, its on a low backmay serve our turn as well as our betters. If ed car it will come back." this gentleman theo is one of the serious, one “Shure, enough," said Tim, rubbing of your missionaries...”

round his shoulders, “and wouldn't care to “ Here he is to speak for himself ; bere at be the driver, barring I was well ped, and least is one of the Dunore hack chaises driving left my throath behind me, specially up the approach, so I'll ring for dinner," ob- near Kilbalogue, the thieves' wood, dora served the commissioner

there, below." “Oh! a hack cha ye,” said his wife, super. “I came that way in my gig from Kilfieciliously, and letting fall her spy-glass. nen,” said the man of busiöess," and found

"Is it a hack chaise ?" asked Miss Craw- it good enough, and two dragoons with me." ley in a tone of mortification ; but before « Och, then, it behoves you, and the likes any other observation could be made, the of you, Mr. Fogarty," said Tim. “ to look to dnor was opened, and the stranger, unan- that, Sir; for the limes never ran so hard nounced, appeared. He was in full dress ; against the excise as now: in respect of bringand the air with which he entered the room, ing down the military, and the great stille and walked to the place occupied by Miss hunting, and fining the townlands to ruinaCrawley, was inarked by a certain disenga- tion.” ged freedom, beyond what is merely acquir “ Will you take the chay on to Buttevant, ed in society.--the case of conscious, careless geotlemen ?" asked the ipikeeper. superiority

" To Buttevant, certainly---perhaps fur

ther,” replied the younger traveller. The arrival of Il Librador and De “I don't think I could give it under se vea Vere at a Lon is more shortoricoin or eight gaineas-a day,” he returned,musing;

c" but I'll let you kuow in a minute ;” and and in a better tone.

he entered the house, followed by Tim, BarAs they descended, therefore, from their "

ney, and the exciseman, to hold a council.

Bicht ruineas a-day! sorrow send it you, carriage, they ordered a chaise and horses Mr. Coliogon !---eight guineas ! Dioul!!" for Gaul Bally, to be ready against their return from the rock.

This apostrophe was made by a person “Certainly, sir," said the landlord, slightly

who leaned against the back of the stranger's

chaise. touching his hat, and resuming bis conversation with a man-of-business-looking person, This perso

This person, Padreen Gar, finally wbo was talking to him at the door.” *** Bar- offers his services to drive them in a reney, a chaise on to Gaul Bally."

Barney, having taken due time to coosume turn equipage of his own, and, to puna portion of tobacco, called out in his turn to ish the lookeeper's attempt at imposia driver pear him, " Tim, honey, just call out tion, they are accepted. a chay to Gaul-Bally.” Tim, who was seated on the steps of a horse-post, playing willa While the light luggage was removing into a larg log, addressed himself to a bliud beg- the new vehicle, the appearance of that vegar, with “ Step into the yård, and tell Cor- hicle, its horses, and driver, were a source of ney Doolin a chay's wanted to Gaul-Bally!” affectei entertainment to the disappointed

" What is the distance to Gaal-Bally ;” landlord and bis satellites. asked Il Librador, who, as well as his fellow “ Barney, that's a nate article of a chay," traveller, bad observed the progress of these observed Tim. " Troth, I would not wondeputed orders with impatience and irrita- der if it was ould Cormac Mac Coleman's tion.

travelling landau, when he went the pilgrim" What is the distance to Gaul-Bally ?” age to Poly-cross.” returned the landlord eh sang-froid, as if « Faith, 'Tim, lad, you're not much out, he now first observed thein,“ upon my word I believe ; for there's a crown on it, shure and reputation, Sir, I can't say.--that is real- enough, which shews it belonged to th' ould ly,---Caul-Bally. Barney, can you answer kings of Munster, any how, King Flann or these gentlemen ?"

Brien Borru, may be." Och, Sir, share you don't post to Gaul. “Why sheri, för all that, Barney Jwisbt I Bally at all at all: there's no posting there, had all the chickens that ever was halch'd in Sir, and wasn't many a-year. If the gentle- it, graud as it is. And look at the garans," men bes going to Doneraile or Butlevant,

Poor hack borses.

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sir ; Och! but they're grate bastes, and war- vigour of volition," as an important , ranted not to draw. I'll engage they'd rather die than run, and no ways skittish. that's principle of human action, and “senility" certain, aliy way.”

in a person at the age of 45, we can The owner of this equipage, against which scarcely comprehend: and we dislike so many sarcasmns were launched, was hitherto.coolly rubbing down his horses with a exceedingly what we do comprehend in whisp of straw ; and singing, or rather hum- the subjoined picture of Miss Crawley, ming *** I am a rake and a rambling boy,

What a wretched, soul-less sensualist' My lodging 'tis near Auchnagheloy." does it depict its object, and, by impliHe now paused, however, to observe, cation, how does it degrade the female " The cattle's shurely not so fine as them sex and character ! was shot in the mail, near Kilworth, Mr. Barney Heffernan, but they are good mountain cattle, for all thai, and will take the

Miss Crawley was of that undefined age geotlemen better thro' the Galties, and safer

which is occasionally found to vibrate betoo, than havdsomer bastes, plase Jasus !”

tween the folly and susceptibility of youth, 'The former part of this observation had

and the despondence and experience of digcaused a very obvious revulsion in the colour "PPO

appointed senility: that drowning age in of Mr. Heffernan's fare, who, drawing some

which female celibacy catches at every straw

held out by hope, or offered by vanity, and straws from betweeu the wheels of the chaise, said in a conciliating voice, “ I'm glad to see

which, with the illusive chemistry of selfyou about the world again, Owny---when

love, converts every circumstance of the did you set up driver!""

day's ordinary routine into the chance of “A little after the tithe-proctor's business

that change so devoutly wished. She bad in the murdering glen below, in the county

long sighed for a fellow labourer in that of Waterford," replied Orny, significantly.

cause, which, like all other causes tinctured Barney Heffernan sluok away, and no

with human leaven, is best carried on with further sarcasm was launched against Owny's

the auxiliary of rank, fortune, or personal set out, which both the gentlemen stood for

advantage. some minutes examining with curiosity. We have no room for further remark

Tliese are fair samples of the more or extract. As the publication makes entertaining parts of this novel : its a great poise, (to use the common graver passages do not please us so phrase) our readers may think we have well, as they frequently betray affecta- given them a sufficient allowance of tion in words and doctrines. “ The both.


From the London Time's Telescope, 1819.

THIS festival is in remembrance, as

1 it is supposed, of our blessed Sa-
viour's being declared by Simeon, 10
be a light to lighten the Gentiles; hence
the name of Candlemas Day.

By John Leyden. Star of the wide and pathiess sea,

Who lov'st on mariners to shine, These votive garments wet to thee, We hang within thy holy shrine,

When o'er us flushed the surging brine, Amid the warring waters tost,

We called no other name but thine, And hoped, when other hope was lost,

Ave Maris Stella !

The star of Ocean hears their cry,
And saves the foundering bark at sea.

Ave Maris Stella !
Star of the dark and stormy sea,

When wrecking tempests round us rave,
Thy gentle virgin form we see
Bright rising o'er the hoary wave.

The howling storms that seem to crave
Their victims, sink in music sweet ;

The surging seas recede to pave
The path beneath thy glistening feet,

Ave Maris Stella !
Star of the desert waters wild,

Who pitying hears the seaman's cry,
The God of mercy as a child,
On that chaste bosom loves to lie ;
While soft the chorus of the sky
Their hymns of tender mercy sing,

And angel voices name on high
'The mother of the heavenly king,

Ave Maris Stella!
Star of the deep! at this test name

The waves sleep silent round the keel,
The tempests wild their fury tame
That made the deep foundations reel :

The soft celestial accents steal
So soothing through the realins of woe,

Star of the vast and howling main,

When dark and Jone is all the sky, And mountains.waves o'er ocean's plain

Erect their stormy heads on high ; When virgins for their true loves sigh, And raise their weeping eyes to thee,

Ave Maris Stella !

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