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many hands lost)-but when he took hold of the hand what did he find but an arm too, and a Highland piper at the end of the arm-so out he hawls him, neck and crop, pipes and all, and who's this but his own brother Donald, hale and well, all but his fine tartan dress, which was spoiled wi' the slime o' the fish. God bless me, Donald!' says he, is this you-how did you'll come there?' I'll tell you that,' says he: 'I saw Lord Nelson get a shot, and I was stretching overboard, to see if he was hurt, and I lost my balance and fell in the sea, and I knew nothing till I found myself in a dark dungeon; and I thought, if I was in a fish's belly, as I did not know where else I could be, a tune on the pipes might maybe fricht her ashore !''Ab, Donald! how could you think of that?' 'God bless me when tae fish was so good as give me lodgings, could I do less than give her music ?”

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"Now what's your proverb," asked our friend Mr. Easel, who happened to be one of the party.

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Ough, I'll tell you that," said Uncle Duncan, it's just "gif gaf makes good freens."

"By the great hokey, freen Duncan," said Easel, stretching his neck like a hen after a drink, "I say kelty tae that, that's the highlandest illustration of a proverb ever I heard of-man but you pay a fine compliment to pipe music when ye tell us it frighted a shark to death, but I am glad you've at last found out something its gude for."

"Mr. Easdale," replied our worthy Celt, "I very well know your toadlike inclination to spit your venomous spittle at Highlanders, and every thing that's Highland-but it's a true story; for I heard it from the piper lad's own cousin, and he told it o'er a dram in Rob Mhor's drinking emporium at Inverary, and Rob, am sure, can swear tae the truth of every word of it himself. And as to the pipes fright'ning a shark to death, I'll just put it upon your own face, Mr. Easdale, how would you like to have either the pipes, or an organ, or a fiddle, or fife, or flute, or a hurdygurdy, or a hautboy, or a base drum, or a clarionet, or any other musical instrument, playing in your own inside, and you not used to it, for, I dare say, the poor shark never swallowed a Highland piper before. I am sure, Mr. Easdale, although it was the music of angels it would not keep you from running here and there, and every where, to get quit of it, just like the poor shark, so the shark's dying of fright is no reflection at all at all, against pipe music."

Mr. Easel hotched upwards on his chair, and was about to reply, when he was called on for an illustration-he instantly commenced, but we regret that a slight sprinkling of indelicacies prevents us from committing it to paper.

At the conclusion of the game. Mr. Henderson's health was proposed and drank with all the honours, a compliment which he was every way entitled to, as the person who had been the means of introducing such a rational source of amusement among our citizens.* The company then broke up, with the intention of soon meeting again, to have another game at Rumblegumpy-so, gentle reader, if we happen to be present, we shall not fail to make you acquainted with the proceedings.

MORAL MUSINGS.

Judge and condemn-another day shall come,
When the despised shall know a joyous home;
And men, by man's injustice here opprest,
Angels shall hail to an eternal rest.
ANON.

HOWEVER deficient man may be in what is virtuous or good, he generally considers himself qualified to judge of the motives, desires and principles by which his fellow-creatures are actuated. It is not surprising,

We understand that Rumblegumpy has alreadly been introduced into several respectable families, where it affords much greater amusement than acting charades. Henderson's Proverbs are, in consequence, much in request.

therefore, that his judgments should be frequently erroneous, that he should attribute to his fellow-men feelings and influences altogether unjustifiable; and, wrapped in the mantle of his own infallibility, that he should be blind to motives of action, the best, the purest, and the most elevated. A propensity, rashly to judge the conduct of others, exercises a more extensive influence than our first ideas, in our consideration of this subject, would induce us to believe. It may be said, of every man, that he occasionally practises it, and this will not appear remarkable if we consider, how many of his flattering foibles are impressed into its service. In judging of the charac ter and motives of others, our mind is presently embued with a false feeling of superiority. We, at once, most unreasonably constitute ourselves judge, jury, and witness. We consider that a legal power has been conferred upon us to act in all these capacities. It would be treason, in our eyes, to question the competency of the court, the intelligence of the jury, the credibility of the witness, or the independence of the judge; and hence, when we have arraigned our neighbour before this bar, we never doubt the wisdom of the verdict nor the justice of the sentence about to be proclaimed, we bid our fellow-man look up and hearken to the award which, in all the pride of office, we are about to pronounce. There is something so agreeable in the very semblance of power, that we willingly gratify our desire for it by assuming a right that never was conferred, and we use it with more than regal authority, on every occasion, in our conduct to friend and foe. If, at any time, we should doubt the correctness of our opinion, or if others should even hint the possibility of error on our part, vanity immediately soothes us into a state of complacent repose. We conceive it more likely that another should be wrong, than that we should be mistaken-or if, sometimes we have the conviction that our judgment has been precipitate, we console ourselves with the recollection, that, had we been in our neighbour's situation, our conduct would have been so correct, that nobody could have mistaken our motives, or doubted our good intentions; and thus, since we may not condemn his principles of action, instead of retracting our judgment, we smile, with self-approbation, at the remembrance of what would have been our own.

A very obvious cause of man's inconsiderate judgments is, his unwillingness to think, and his aversion to investigation. Rapid decision seems, both to our. selves and to the world, so attractive and powerful, that its subduing influence is universally acknowledged. To decide quickly, and to think justly, however, are very different, and hence the opinions of highly distinguished men have generally been formed, after long and anxious labour and investigation. How should we value an opinion in science which was elicited with out study or research, and proffered at the first introduction of the subject?—yet, in the most complicated of all sciences, even the study of man and of mind, we think, on the very first moment, we may competently and fearlessly decide. "The weakest minds are most apt to be pertinacious: they that see farthest are least peremptory."

How foolish, how rash, how inconsiderate then to decide without the most cautious investigation regard. ing the conduct of others? It is only a proof that we want that discretion so necessary to success in every pursuit. Does business demand our attention? how cautiously do we proceed, how many folios are consulted, how much advice is asked and required. Let us proceed as cautiously in judging our brother.

It may, indeed, be asked, are we to remain unmov. ed when we behold the vices and scandalous conduct of mankind? Are we to shut our eyes to the effects of avowed criminality? Is it not our duty to raise our voice in such circumstances, and loudly to an nounce the punishment incurred? True. The Divine Being bath taught us to "hate evil," and to be silent

in such circumstances would be a direliction of duty; for there are distinct rules offered for guidance when we shall be placed in such a situation. But the false judgments we complain of are those in every-day life, where, with the slightest evidence, and without authority, we attribute unfair and improper motives, when we cheat our brother out of our own good opinion, by chimeras that arise from our own delusions. We are culpable when we judge our neighbour's heart. and thoughts and secret intentions, and condemn him on our judgment of them. Such judgment is a peculiar prerogative of the Divine Being: for a human being thus to judge is presumptuous, as it is unauthorised, and whosoever will candidly examine the false opinions he has frequently formed, and the erroneous opinions he has frequently entertained, will be humbled by the feeling of his own incompetency, and hence learn to be wiser for the future.

If such errors occur in our opinions regarding our neighbour, in the common affairs and intercourse of society, how cautious ought we to be in deciding the everlasting destiny of those who are actuated by feelings and motives, of which we cannot form correct ideas, and who, besides, are only amenable to Him in whose hands are the hearts of all men. Our fallability is alike proclaimed by our own experience and by the word of God, and all-all should teach us how incompetent we are for the exercise of powers never meant to be conferred on us, and which if they were, would undoubtedly be misapplied. Ever to cultivate that thrice blessed Charity, which "thinketh no evil," ever to remember the solemn injunction, "judge not that ye be not judged, for with what judgment ye judge ye shall be judged," are objects worthy the pursuit of every immortal being, and will ever form distinguished characteristics of the truly sincere Christian.

PASSAGES FROM THE DIARY OF A LIVING SPINSTER.

Yet mark the fate of a whole race of Queens,
Power all their end, and beauty all the means:
In youth they conquer with so wild a rage,
As leaves them scarce a subject in their age;
For foreign glories, foreign joys, they roam,
No thoughts of peace, or happiness, at home.

But wisdom's triumph, is well-timed retreat-
As hard a science to the fair as great;

Beauties, like tyrants, old and friendless grown,
Still hate repose, and dread to be alone;
Worn out in public, weary every eye,

Nor leave one sigh behind them when they die.

POPE.

A CORRESPONDENT of "The Day" lately extracted some passages from his life, under the designation of The Fortune-Hunting Bachelor, in which capacity he described himself as having been for some time employed in speculations in the market of marriage. The scope of his observations went to prove that the motives by which men are guided in entering into wedlock are generally of a very interested kind; and, however unpalatable this doctrine may be to romantic lovers, there are probably few readers who would not admit its truth. It is a fact, equally indisputable, but still more obnoxious, that the same selfish system of conduct prevails, to a great extent, among the gentler sex. With them, the business of match-making, if not so generally, is at least more ardently pursued; and, in the private circles, where their debates, their manoeuvres, and their schemes are managed, the chances of a comfortable settlement are as eagerly sought after, as the favourable turns of fortune on the Stock Exchange. other purpose are public places encouraged, where the fascinations of gaiety and beauty are meant to spread a net for the unwary? and with what other intention are young ladies brought out at assemblies, and race balls? Fathers know, husbands have learnt, and bachelors rightly guess, that the round of visiting, dancing, and public amusements, which succeeds the boarding school in the education of an English Miss, is but a means for shewing to the world the claims and qualifications of a new candidate for wedlock.

For what

The Diary of a superannuated beauty would be an

amusing collection of unsuccessful intrigues, baffled sieges, discovered plots, and fruitless skirmishes. Women are both politicians and warriors; and, so long as they have hearts to conquer, they will lack neither the skill nor the ambition to attack them. The writer of these remarks could furnish many proofs of their accuracy, from her own experience, and, with that view, she now offers to the reader the following list of items, extracted from different parts of her memorandum-book, only substituting the age for the year, as a more convenient method of dating.

At 17, I was ushered into the world of fashion, dressed in a white satin gown, ornamented with silver tissue, and wearing a becoming head-dress of flowers. Complimented, of course, on my fascinating appearance, and not a little flattered with the triumphs which I achieved over the hearts of many gallant beaux-for three weeks engaged in an incessant round of visiting-pronounced an interesting and fashionable young lady at every party, and daily rising to be the belle of fashionable companies.

20. Gaiety not quite so pleasing as it appeared upon my first entrance into public life. Quadrilling every night is excessively tiresome-even waltzing is beginning to grow stupid. The life I have been leading for three years past has been most wretched slavery. I have been a perfect automaton-gazed at every where, admired every where, and flattered every where. Fool that I am, I might have escaped from this misery, had my ambition not prevented it. Twenty offers have been at my disposal, and I have rejected them all, from the expectation of higher game. If I could keep my mind for a day, I would moderate my desires; but when the evening comes round, it brings with it the thoughts of conquest, and all my dreams of peace vanish before the attraction then presented.

25. By to-day's Gazette, I find that Captain M. whom I so cruelly disappointed by preferring the Irish Baronet, has obtained his Lieutenant-Colonelcy and the government of. The poor Baronet's half million is, long ago, dissipated on the turf, and he has never had confidence to address me since. What a game is life and what a succession of chances occur to disconcert the most skilful players! One month ago I had the fortunes of three handsome young men at my disposal, and now I have offended them all, beyond recovery, by waiting for the proposals of a wealthy nobleman, whom I was so foolish as to fancy in love with me, and who has just married that artful and impudent coquette, Sophia O dear, Glasgow society is becoming very dull, and a month's visit to Edinburgh in the winter season is not a sufficient variety. Next week I go for London. That's fixed.

31. I am alarmed at the decrease on my list of proposals. Exactly ten years ago, I had offers from two titles, three fortunes, four officers, seven lawyers and eleven merchants, between Martinmas and Whitsunday. Two years ago I had only nine offers altogether; last year the number amounted only to five, two at Paris, one in Cheltenham, one in Bath and one in London. Of these only one was eligible, and the monster jilted me. The watering places, I find, are not sure harbours for matrimony. If I do not go off before two years more, I must try the voyage to India.

38. The expenses of the last ten years, including travelling expenses, equipage, &c. &c. have encroached alarmingly upon my capital. A thousand pounds still remain, and it shall be risked upon the dernier resort. My preparations for Calcutta will be completed in a few weeks, and, if I don't find a suitable match there, I must try the home market again.

45. Voyage to India and back, £750. My exchequer completely drained. Inventory of my effects:Three chests of drawers, seven trunks, four chests, nineteen bandboxes. These articles are a good stock ; but I shall wait before I convert it into money, and resolve to take the first offer that I can get.

48. I have let the bachelor slip, and, since there is no chance of another opportunity of the same kind oc

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THERE are few who do not remember with delight every thing that they have read of Washington Irving's. In spite of his American origin, this author may indeed be regarded as one of the most elegant writers of the English tongue-one who unites strength of thought with the most tasteful style-originality of conception with most perfect polish-fervour of feeling with exquisite wit. The work now before us, as its title indicates, consists of a succession of Eastern Storiessparkling with all the imagery and flowers of that fairy land, and affords ample scope for the indulgence of the imagination and genius for which the author of the "Sketch Book" is so justly celebrated. As an extract will convey to our readers a better idea of what the Tales of the Alhambra really are than any thing we can say, we present them with a few passages from the story of the Three Daughters of Mohamed the Left-Handed, who, having reached the age of being married, are on the eve of being carried to a tower of the Alhambra, to be more immediately under the eye of their sire:

About three years had elapsed since Mohamed had beheld his daughters; and he could scarcely credit his eyes at the wonderful change which that small space of time had made in their appearance. During the interval they had passed that wondrous boundary line in female life which separates the crude, uninformed, and thoughtless girl from the blooming, blushing, meditative woman. It is like passing from the flat, bleak, uninteresting plains of La Mancha to the voluptuous valleys and swelling hills of Andalusia. Zayda was tall and finely-formed, with a lofty demeanour and a penetrating eye. She entered with a stately and decided step, and inade a profound reverence to Mohamed, treating him more as her sovereign than her father. Zorayda was of the middle height, with an alluring look and swimming gait, and a sparkling beauty, heightened by the assistance of the toilette. She approached her father with a smile, kissed his hand, and saluted him with several stanzas from a popular Arabian poet, with which the monarch was delighted. Zorahayda was shy and timid, smaller than her sisters, and with a beauty of that tender beseeching kind, which looks for fondness and protection. She was little fitted to cominand, like her eldest sister, or to dazzle like the second; but was rather formed to creep to the bosom of manly affection, to nestle within it, and be content. She drew near her father with a timid and almost faltering step, and would have taken his hand to kiss, but on looking up into his face, and seeing it beaming with a paternal smile, the tenderness of her nature broke forth, and she threw herself upon his neck.

Mohamed the Left-handed surveyed his blooming daughters with mingled pride and perplexity; for, while he exulted in their charms, he bethought himself of the prediction of the astrologers. "Three daughters! three daughters!" muttered he repeatedly to himself, "and all of a marriageable age! Here's tempting Hesperian fruit, that requires a dragon watch!" He prepared for his return to Granada, by sending heralds before him, commanding every one to keep out of the road by which he was to pass, and that all doors and windows should be closed at the approach of the princesses. This done, he set forth, escorted by a troop of black horsemen, of hideous aspect, and clad in shining armour. The princesses rode beside the king, closely veiled, on beautiful white palfreys, with velvet caparisons, embroidered with gold, and sweeping the ground: the bits and stirrups were of gold, and the silken bridles adorned with pearls and precious stones. freys were covered with little silver bells, that made the most musical tinkling as they ambled gently along. Woe to the unlucky wight, however, who lingered in the way when he heard the tinkling of these bells-the guards were ordered to cut him down without mercy.

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The cavalcade was drawing near to Granada, when it overtook, on the banks of the river Xenil, a small body of Moorish soldiers with a convoy of prisoners. It was too late for the soldiers to get out of the way, so they threw themselves on their faces on the earth, ordering their captors to do the like. Among the prisoners were the three identical cavaliers whom the princesses had seen

from the pavilion. They either did not understand, or were too haughty to obey the order, and remained standing and gazing upon the cavalcade as it approached. The ire of the monarch was kindled at this flagrant defiance of his orders. Drawing his cimeter, and pressing forward, he was about to deal a left-handed blow, that would have been fatal to, at least, one of the gazers, when the princesses crowded round him, and implored mercy for the prisoners; even the timid Zorahayda forgot her shyness, and became eloquent in their behalf. Mohamed paused, with uplift ́ed cimeter, when the captain of the guard threw himself at his feet. "Let not your majesty," said he, "do a deed that may cause great scandal throughout the kingdom. These are three brave and noble Spanish knights, who have been taken in battle, fighting like lions; they are of high birth, and may bring great ransoms. "Enough!" said the king, "I will spare their lives, but punish their audacity-let them be taken to the Vermilion Towers and put to hard labour."

Mohamed was making one of his usual left-handed blunders. In the tumult and agitation of this blustering scene, the veils of the three princesses had been thrown back, and the radiance of their beauty revealed; and in prolonging the parley, the king had In those days given that beauty time to have its full effect. people fell in love much more suddenly than at present, as all ancient stories make manifest: it is not a matter of wonder, therefore, that the hearts of the three cavaliers were completely captured; especially as gratitude was added to their admiration; it is a little singular, however, though no less certain, that each of them was enraptured with a several beauty. As to the princesses, they were more than ever struck with the noble demeanour of the captives, and cherished in their breasts all that they had heard of their valour and noble lineage. The cavalcade resumed its march; the three princesses rode pensively along on their tinkling palfreys, now and then stealing a glance behind in search of the Christian captives, and the latter were conducted to their allotted prison in the Vermilion Towers.

The residence provided for the princesses was one of the most dainty that fancy could devise. It was in a tower somewhat apart from the main palace of the Alhambra, though connected with it by the main wall that encircled the whole summit of the hill. On one side it looked into the interior of the fortress, and had, at its foot, a small garden filled with the rarest flowers. On the other side it overlooked a deep embowered ravine, that separated the grounds of the Alahambra from those of the Generalife. The interior of the tower was divided into small fairy apartments, beautifully ornamented in the light Arabian style, surrounding a lofty hall, the vaulted roof of which rose almost to the summit of the tower. The walls and ceiling of the hall were adorned with arabesque and fret-work, sparkling with gold and with brilliant pencilling. In the centre of the marble pavement was an alabaster fountain, set round with aromatic shrubs and flowers, and throwing up a jet of water that cooled the whole edifice, and had a lulling sound. Round the hall were suspended cages of gold and silver wire, containing singing birds of the finest plumage or

sweetest note.

The princesses had been represented as always cheerful when in the castle of Salobrina; the king had expected to see them enraptured with the Alhambra. To his surprise, however, they began to pine, and grow melancholy, and dissatisfied with every thing around them. The flowers yielded them no fragrance, the song of the nightingale disturbed their night's rest, and they were out of all patience with the alabaster fountain with its eternal droopdrop and splash-splash, from morning till night, and from night till morning. The king, who was somewhat of a testy, tyrannical disposition, took this at first in high dudgeon; but he reflected that his daughters had arrived at an age when the female mind expands and its desires augment; "they are no longer children,” said he to himself, "they are women grown, and require suitable objects to interest them." He put in requisition, therefore, all the dress-makers, and the jewellers, and the artificers in gold and silver throughout the zacatin of Granada, and the princesses were overwhelmed with robes of silk, and of tissue, and of brocade, and cachemere shawls, and necklaces of pearls and diamonds, and rings, and bracelets, and anklets, and all manner of precious things. All, however, was of no avail; the princesses continued pale and languid in the midst of their finery, and looked like three blighted rose-buds drooping from one stalk.

The king was at his wit's end. He had in general a laudable confidence in his own judgment, and never took advice. The whims and caprices of three marriagable damsels, however, are sufficient, said he, to puzzle the shrewdest head. So, for once in his life, he called in the aid of counsel. The person to whom he applied was the experienced duenna. "Cadiga," said the king, "I know you to be one of the most discreet women in the whole world, as well as one of the most trustworthy; for these reasons I have always continued you about the persons of my daughters. Fathers cannot be too wary in whom they repose such confidence; I now wish you to find out the secret malady that is preying upon the princesses, and to devise some means of restoring them to health and cheerfulness."

Cadiga promised implicit obedience. In fact she knew more of the malady of the princesses than they did themselves. Shutting herself up with them, however, she endeavoured to insinuate herself into their confidence. "My dear children, what is the reason you are so dismal and downcast, in so beautiful a place,

where you have every thing that heart can wish ?" The princesses looked vacantly round the apartment and sighed. "What more,

then, would you have? Shall I get you the wonderful parrot that talks all languages, and is the delight of Granada?" "Odious!" exclaimed the Princess Zayda. "A horrid screaming bird, that chatters words without ideas: one must be without brains to tolerate such a pest." "Shall I send for a monkey to the rock of Gibraltar, to divert you with his antics ?" "A monkey! faugh!" cried Zorayda; the detestable mimic of man. I hate the nauseous animal. "What say you to the famous black singer Casem, from the royal harem, in Morocco? They say he has a voice as fine as a woman's." "I am terrified at the sight of these black slaves," said the delicate Zorahayda; "besides, I have lost all relish for music." "Ah! my child, you would not say so," replied the old woman, slyly, "had you heard the music I heard last evening, from the three Spanish cavaliers whom we met on our journey. But, bless me, children! what is the matter that you blush so, and are in such a flutter?" "Nothing, nothing, good mother; pray proceed.' "Well; as I was passing by the Vermilion Towers last evening, I saw the three cavaliers resting after their day's labour. One was playing on the guitar, so gracefully, and the others sung by turns; and they did it in such style that the very guards seemed like statues, or men enchanted. Allah, forgive me! I could not help being moved at hearing the songs of my native country. And then to see three such noble and handsome youths in chains and slavery!" Here the kind-hearted old woman could not restrain her tears. "Perhaps, mother you could manage to procure us a sight of these cavaliers," said Zayda. "I think," said Zorayda, " a little music would be quite reviving." The timid Zorahayda said nothing, but threw her arms round the neck of Cadiga. "Mercy on me!" exclaimed the discreet old woman; "what are you talking of, my children? Your father would be the death of us all if he heard of such a thing. To be sure these cavaliers are evidently well-bred, and high-minded youths; but what of that? they are the enemies of our faith, and you must not even think of them without abhorrence."

Cadiga yields to their entreaties, and gratifies their wishes by prevailing upon Hussein Baba, the keeper of the cavaliers, to permit his prisoners being put to work in the ravine, by which means a vague intercourse is kept up between the princesses and cavaliers, by popular and romances, which, in some measure ressongs ponded to each other, and breathed the feelings of the parties. By degrees, the princesses shewed themselves at the balcony, when they could do so without being perceived by the guards. They conversed with the cavaliers also by means of flowers, with the symbolical language of which they were mutually acquainted. The difficulties of their intercourse aided to its charms, strengthened the passion they had so singularly conceived; for love delights to struggle with difficulties, and thrives the most hardily on the scantiest soil. The change effected on the looks and spirits of the princesses by this secret intercourse surprised and gratified the left-handed king; but no one was more elated than the discreet Cadiga, who considered it all owing to her able management.

An interruption in this telegraphic correspondence having taken place, and the Princesses being in despair, propose to fly with the Christian cavaliers, provided Cadiga would manage the matter; to this she agrees, and the following is the description of the manner by which it was accomplished :—

The appointed night arrived. The tower of the princesses had been locked up as usual, and the Alhambra was buried in deep sleep. Towards midnight, the discreet Cadiga listened from a balcony of a window that looked into the garden: Hussein Baba, the renegado, was already below, and gave the appointed signal. The duenna fastened the end of a ladder of ropes to the balcony, lowered it into the garden, and descended. The two eldest princesses followed her with beating hearts; but when it came to the turn of the youngest princess, Zorahayda, she hesitated and trembled. Several times she ventured a delicate little foot upon the ladder, and as often drew it back, while her poor little heart fluttered more and more the longer she delayed. She cast a wistful look back into the silken chamber,-she had lived in it, to be sure, like a bird in a cage; but within it she was secure. Who could tell what dangers might beset her, should she flutter forth into the wide world? Now she bethought her of her gallant Christian lover, and her little foot was instantly upon the ladder; and anon she thought of her father, and shrank back. But fruitless is the attempt to describe the conflict in the bosom of one so young and tender, and loving, but so timid, and so ignorant of the world. In vain her sisters implored, the duenna scolded, and the renegado blasphemed beneath the balcony; the gentle little Moorish maid stood doubting and wavering on the verge of elopement,―tempted by the sweetness of its sin, but terrified at its perils. Every moment increased the danger of discovery. A distant tramp was

heard. "The patrols are walking the rounds," cried the renegado; "if we linger, we perish. Princess, descend instantly, or we leave you." Zorahayda was for a moment in fearful agitation; then loosening the ladder of ropes, with desperate resolution, she flung it from the balcony. "It is decided!" cried she, "flight is now out of my power! Allah guide and bless ye, my dear sisters!" The two eldest princesses were shocked at the thoughts of leaving her behind, and would fain have lingered, but the patrol was advancing, the renegado was furious, and they were hurried away to the subterraneous passage.

A lively description of the flight next follows; and the story concludes by telling us that the king watched with great care his remaining daughter, and that poor Zorahayda died young, and, according to popular rumour, was buried in a vault beneath the tower; and that her untimely fate has given rise to more than one traditionary fable.

LIFE IN INDIA.

THE following lively account of the manners in Hindostan, is extracted from Capt. Mundy's "Pen and Pencil Sketches in India: :

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"In the hot weather-and nine months of the twelve are hotthe Anglo-Bengalee-unless he has been late at a party the night before, or loves his bed better than his health-is roused by the punctual warning of his bearer, Sahib ! Sahib! it has struck four,' and completing, by the assistance of the same domestic officer, a hasty toilette, he mounts his Arab, and, by half-past four, is taking his constitutional canter round the dew-freshened race-course. There-unless, as is sometimes the case, he be too languid to be social-he joins company with some of the many acquaintances he is sure to fall in with; and discusses the merits of the last batch of claret, per petite Louise,' from Bourdeaux, or the last batch of misses, per Duchess of Bedford,' from England; the last act of Government, or the last dinner at Gunter's. Or, if there be any that he has chanced to fall out with, he may, on the same spot, under the well-known Great Tree,' discuss his point of honour without danger of interruption. During the months preceding the races, the training of the horses affords the sporting world of Calcutta an additional incitement to the healthful practice of early rising.

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"At six, or soon after, that arch-enemy of European constitutions, the sun, begins to dart, from above the tall mansions of Chouringhee, its intolerable rays across the hitherto thronged plain; and the Qhi hi' who has any respect for the well-being of his liver, shrinks, appalled, from its increasing disk, sneaks home, delivers his reeking horse to the attendant syce, and, exhausted with the monstrous exertion he has undergone, creeps under his musquito curtain, and dozes, a bearer fanning him, until half-past eight.

"A bath-the greatest luxury in India-and, perhaps, shampooing wind him up for the breakfast of tea, muffins and pillau, at half-past nine; after which those who are fortunate enough to have offices, repair thither in buggy or palankeen; and, with white jacket on back, and punkah over head, earn, tant bien que mal, their rupees and their tiffen. This subsidiary meal is a favourite mid-day pastime of both the ladies and men of the presidency, and is the only repast at which appetite generally presides. A rich ash, or hot curry, followed by a well-cooled bottle of claret, or Hodson's pale ale, with a variety of eastern fruits, are thus despatched at two o'clock, forming in fact a dinner, whilst the so-called meal, at eight o'clock, would be better named supper.

"Idle men employ the above hours in visiting, billiards or the auction-rooms. In the former ceremonial, should the visitor, going his rounds, find the gates of the compound' closed, he is to deduce that the Babee Sahib is not visible. Should they be thrown open, on the contrary, he draws a favourable augury-(which, however, may still be negatived by the Cerberus Durwân)-dashes through the portal, draws up sharp under the columned entrance, jumps out, and is received at the door-(there is not a knocker in all India!)-by a respectfull, but pompous and most deliberate jemadar, who, striding before the Bhar-kee-Sahib-the ivory tassels of his dagger rattling as he walks-leads him through a darkened ante-room, (where another attendant, within hearing of the delicate Qui hi!' of the lady, rises wakefully and salaams, or sits sleepily, and nods,) and finally introduces him, by his name, (strangely distorted, however,) into the yet more obscured sanctum. Here, seated in luxurious fauteuil, and fanned by the wavings of the heavy-flounced punkah, the eyes of the visitor, (albeit, as yet unused to the tender twilight of the hermetically-closed apartment,) discover the fair object of his visit. He is seated; obvious topics are despatched, and happy is it for absent acquaintances, if the late arrival of a ship, or a new novel is at hand, to furnish external matter for discussion. In default of this diversion, living victims are offered up at the shrine of tittle-tattle-I wont call it scandal-'attentions' and 'intentions' are anatomised; flirtations analyzed; couples, as adverse as fire and water, are wedded and bedded; and friends, as attached as twin-brothers, are paraded with pistols for two' under the Great Tree.' The lady's ivory stilletto, urged by her white fingers, rendered still whiter, by In

dian seclusion, is not more actively employed in torturing her tamboured muslin, than is her tongue in torturing and distorting facts-I will not say characters-the gentleman attacks the men, the lady, the women; each defends the opposite sex, and they separate, mutually satisfied with themselves,-not overhearing the exclamation from the neighbouring verandah, There is Captain A. only just going away from Mrs. B.; what can he have been doing there, these three hours, whilst Mr. B. is at office?'-but this smacks of persiflage! To our subject.—The tiffen being concluded, many have recourse to a seista, to recruit their forces, and to kill time.

"Towards six, the orb of day, tending towards the western horizon, begins to relax the vigour of his rays; the lengthening shadows give evidence of his decline; and, ere he has quite deserted the glowing heavens, the echoes of Calcutta are awakend by the rattling-rattling, indeed!-of hundreds of equipages, from the lordly coach-and-four to the less-aspiring, but dapper buggy; from the costly Arab charger to the ambling Pegu pony. All hurry to the same point, urged by the desire of seeing, and being seen; and, indeed, those morose few, who are not instigated by these all-potent motives, are obliged to resort to the same mall, as the only wellwatered drive. At dusk, the Course and Strand are deserted:except by a few choice spirits, who love to breathe the cool air of moonlight, and to listen to the soft whisperings of the even

ing breeze, rather than the coarse steam of viands, and the bubbling of houkahs-the world of Calcutta is dressing for dinner; and, by eight o'clock, it is seated at that important, but often untasted meal. In the hospitable mansions of the upper servants' of the Company, the tables groan under the weight of massive plate, and, what is worse, under whole hecatombs of beef and mutton. I have frequently seen-horresco referens!—in a side dish, which would have been much more appropriately tenanted by an appetizing fricandeau, or a tempting riz de veau,―two legs of mutton, or twin turkeys; yet, with all this profusion, scarcely any one has sufficiently recovered from the heavy tiffen despatched at two, to be able even to look, without shuddering, upon the slaughtered herds-much less to taste two mouthfuls.

"Champaign and claret, delightfully cooled with ice or saltpetre, are real luxuries; and, ere the last course is well off the table, an isolated bubble announces the first houkah! others drop in, the jingling of Suppooses is heard; a rich, though rather overcoming odour pervades the air; handsome mouth-pieces, of amber, gold, silver, or Videri, decked with snowy ruffles, insinuate themselves from under the arms of the chairs; and the pauses in the sometimes languid and ill-sustained conversation are deprived of their former awkwardness, by the full sonorous drone of a dozen of these princely pipes."

HONOUR PAID TO GOETHE'S REMAINS.

THE Grand Duke appointed the 26th March for the celebration of Goethe's funereal obsequies. His corpse was laid out on a couch, overlaid with black velvet, in a spacious apartment, lined with sable trappings, and resplendent with wax lights. Here it remained exposed to the sorrowing inspection of the public at large, during the entire forenoon of that day. The body itself, lay on its couch, in the centre of the apartment, resting upon pillows of white satin; a wreath of fresh laurel encircled the head; and a Roman toga, likewise of satin, was tastefully disposed round the corpse. On its right, was a column, from which a crown of laurel, worked in pure gold, relieved with emeralds, (a tribute from Frankfort, his native town, on the occasion of his academical jubilee,) hung suspended. Behind his head, rose another column, to which was attached a lyre and a basket-the latter inclosing rolls of parchment, symbolical of the writer's literary labours; and a third column was placed on the left of the body, against which his several diplomas were displayed. At the feet, were three other columns, to which the insignia of the numerous orders which princely favour and esteem had conferred upon the illustrious departed, were suspended. Large cypresses were disposed on either side behind the couch of state; and on each side of it stood twenty candleabras of silver: guards of honour, of all ranks and classes, keeping watch beside them. Three splendid stars, in allusion to Goethe's transition to a heavenly state, hung over his remains. Multitudes came from far and near to bid them a last farewell. The coffin was removed at five o'clock in the afternoon, in order that it might be borne to the destination assigned to it by the late Grand Duke, his enlightened and munificent patron,— namely, by the side of Schiller, in the sepulchre of the grand-ducal family. It was for this reason that the whole ceremony was ordered on a scale of commensurate splendour. Upon its removal, the corpse was placed in the grand-ducal hearse of state, which was drawn by four horses, and surrounded by the members of the cabinet and household, and those of the learned and scientific bodies, part of the clergy and their assistants, military men, and, in short, almost every respectable inhabitant of Weimar following on foot behind.

Amongst this throng of mourners, the students

of Jena, with roses attached to their sable scarfs, were not the least conspicuous. The train was closed by a line, composed of the grand-ducal carriages, in one of which sat Baron de Spiegel, as the representative of the reigning prince. The chief portion of the clergy, in conjunction with a numerous choir, were stationed

in the sepulchre. A beautiful hymn greeted the entrance of the funeral procession; to this, succeeded a discourse, in which the preacher dwelt upon the heavy account which is required at the hands of those on whom nature has shed her richest gifts; and this was followed by one of Goethe's pieces, the music to which was composed by his oldest surviving friend, Zeller, director of the orchestra at Berlin, and performed under the superintendence of the celebrated Hummel. The coffin was then delivered into the custody of the Lord Marshal; immediately after which the chapel was cleared, and the ceremonies terminated. The coffin is of oak, lined with lead, and the external inscription is simply the following:

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It is a remarkable circumstance, that the carpet, on which the coffin was laid within the chapel, was an heir-loom in Goethe's family; that his parents stood upon it at the celebration of their marriage; and that, in the instance of the poet himself, it covered the floor, on which the several ceremonies of his birth, marriages, and sepulture were performed.

Rest thee soft in heavenly slumbers,
Near thy friend and prince reclined;
For thy day was nobly spent
In nurturing thine age's mind.
Till space and time have passed away,
Thy name shall live in mortal breast.
Then rest thee on thy tranquil couch-
By earth adored, in heaven thrice blest!

WEATHER SPYING.

THE SHEPHERD of BANBURY'S Rules or Observations on the Weather, grounded on Forty Years experience:—

If the SUN rise red and fiery, wind and rain. If cloudy, and it soon decrease, certain fair weather.

CLOUDS Small and round, like a dapple-grey, with a north-wind, fair weather for two or three days. Large, like rocks, great showres. If small clouds increase, much rain; if large decrease, fair weather.

MISTS.-If they rise from low ground and soon vanish, fair weather. If they rise to the hill tops, rain in a day or two. A general mist before the sun rises, near the full moon, fair weather. If in the new moon, rain in the old. If in the old, rain in the

new.

WINDS. Observe that in eight years time there is as much south west wind as north east, and consequently as many wet years as dry. When the wind turns to N. E. and it continues two days without rain, and does not turn south the third day, nor rain the third day, it is likely to continue N. E. for eight or nine days all fair, and then to come to the south again. If it turn again out of the S. to the N. E. and continues in the N. E. two days without rain, and neither turns S. nor rains the third day, it is like to continue N. E. for two or three months. The wind will finish these turns in three weeks. S. W. WINDS.-After a northerly wind for the most part of two months or more, and then coming S. there are usually three or four fair days at first, and then on the 4th or 5th day comes rain, or else the wind turns north again, and continues dry. If it returns to the south within a day or two without rain, and turn northward with rain, and return to the south in one or two days as before, two or three times together after this sort, then it is like to be in the S. or S. W. two or three months together, as it was in the N. before. The winds will finish those turns in a fortnight. Fair weather for a week with a southern wind, is like to produce a great drought, if there has been much rain out of the S. before. The wind usually turns from N. to S. with a quiet wind without rain, but returns to the N. with a strong wind and rain; the strongest winds are when it turns from S. to N. by W.

N. B. When the north wind first clears the air (which is usually once a week) be sure af a fair day or two.

CLOUDS. In summer or harvest, when the wind has been south two or three days, and it grows very hot, and you see clouds rise with great white tops, like towers, as if one were upon the top of another, and joined together with black on the nether side, there will be thunder and rain suddenly. If two such clouds arise, one on either hand, it is time to make haste to shelter. If you see a cloud rise against the wind, or side wind, when that cloud comes up to you, the wind will blow the same way that the cloud came.And the same rule holds of a clear place, when all the sky is equally thick, except one clear edge.

RAIN.--Sudden rain never lasts long; but when the air grows thick by degrees, and the sun, moon, and stars shine dimmer and dimmer, then it is like to rain six hours usually. If it begin to rain from the south, with a high wind for two or three hours, and the wind falls but the rain continues, it is like to rain 12 hours or more, and does usuully rain till a strong north wind clears the air. These long rains seldom hold above 12 hours, or happen above once a year. If it begins to rain an hour or two before sun-rising, it is like to be fair before noon, and so continue that day; but if the rain begin an hour or two after sun-rising, it is like to rain all that day. except the rainbow be seen before it rains.

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