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THE DAY,

A MORNING JOURNAL OF LITERATURE, FINE ARTS, FASHION, cYc

CARPE DIEM.

GLASGOW, SATURDAY, MAY 19, 1832.

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No book, we believe, was ever issued from the Glasgow press, which has attracted so much attention, as the volume of Scottish Proverbs lately put forth by Mr. Andrew Henderson. Whether this circumstance arises from the estimation in which his character, as an artist and a gentleman, is held among an extensive circle of respectable acquaintances, or from the intrinsic merit of the collection, we shall not take upon ourselves to say, but of this we are assured, that the volume in question has not only afforded a great fund of amusement at private parties, but has, also, given rise to a game among certain of the faeetia of our city, which bids fair to rival, in popularity, even the far-na-med Hy Jinks itself. This game, which, we believe, originated one night with a party of choice spirits in Anderson's tavern, may be played by a whole company, and the more numerous the company happens to be, the greater is the chance for amusement. It is played thus :—Two gentlemen are pitted against each other, one selects a proverb from Henderson's collection, which he endeavours to illustrate by a story. If he fails in giving what the majority think a fair illustration of his subject, or if his opponent, who takes up the game after him acquits himself better, the first forfeits ^"rumbled egg and tumbler" to his rival. From this circumstance it is, that some have supposed, that the amusement acquired the name of Rumblegumpy, but we have reason to be of opinion, that the name refers to that degree of shrewd discriminating sagacity, or what is sometimes called auldjarrendness, or rumelgumption, which it is necessary for the man to possess in order to acquit himself sufficiently well to escape the penalties of the game. Be that as it may, the game of Rumblegumpy is generally played by the company in pairs—though, occasionally, the party is divided into equal numbers, and two or more gentlemen are appointed on each side as illustrators—those losing pay along with their party all the forfeits. We may also add, that the person who gives the illustration, may mention his proverb either at the beginning or close of his story, as he finds it suitable to his purpose. It was only a few nights ago that we became aware of the existence of this very rational and entertaining amusement. Happening, one evening last week, to give the assistance of our arm, along the Trongate, to our worthy friend Uncle Duncan, who, we are sorry to say, is now getting frail, and whose face, like the dial plate of the new Exchange, is gradually disclosing the marks of time, he requested to stop, and rest himself in the shop of a noted Bibliopole, opposite the tavern we formerly alluded to. It was near the closing hour, when two or three of the Council of Ten, and some others of the crack spirits of the west dropped in, and a game at Rumblegumpy being proposed, Uncle Duncan, whose curiosity was excited, agreed to be of the party. We, therefore, crossed the street in a body, and was fortunate enough to find the favourite room in the south end of the house, unoccupied. This, we understand, since the publication of Mr. Henderson's proverbs, is a rare occurrence, Mrs. Anderson being the only landlady within the jaw of our city bells, who can produce the rumbled forfeit to perfection. Vol. II.—No. 3.

Every man being furnished with his preliminary tumbler, the business of the evening commenced by two gentlemen, who certainly acquitted themselves in such a manner as to make the nature of the game perfectly intelligible to all such novices as we. Indeed, Uncle Duncan, whose broad, west Highland accent, seemed to tickle the fancy of the company, appeared to be so highly pleased with the diversion, that, on being proposed as an illustrator, he expressed no reluctance to the honour. It was, however, with no small misgivings for his success, that we heard him commence the following illustrative story :—" I am sure," says he, looking round the company, " that no gentleman here will know nothing about the Laird of Corkagit. He was a decent man once, but he's a poor man now, but there's no use in going about the bush with it, the man's dead, honest man, and there's an end of him ; but he had two sons—ah! the decent lads !—the one was a nice lad on the pipes, and the other was the best shot in all Argyllshire. Well, the lads were very poor, for their father left nothing. Well, what would you have of it—the twa went away on board a man-o'-war, and the piper lad he got on to be piper to the ship—and, gentlemen, let me tell you, piper to a 74 is no small perquisite. Well, the ship they were in was at the battle of Trafalgar; and after the battle the poor piper lad was no to be seen no wherenor no place; his brother went through every corner of the ship crying Donald! but no Donald was there; but just in the close of the evening he heard the pipes far, far out at sea, and he knew they were Donald's pipes; but the crew fell a-laughing at the lad. Well, their laughing was soon stopped, for the pipes came nearer and nearer, as if they were chased by a hurricane, and the sound came up to the vessel, but no piper was to be seen, although from the sound it seemed as if he was just at their elbow. Well, the next moment the pipes would seem as if they were playing on the mast top, but no one would venture up but the poor lad's brother, and up he went; but when he got up, there was no Donald there, and he heard the pipes as if they were playing in the hold, but no one ventured down, so down he went himself—and when he got down he heard the pipes playing just as if they were a mile down,down in the deep sea: then again he would hear them far to the south; then he would hear them far to the west; then they wad be here, and there, and every where. At last he was sure it could be nothing but Donald's ghost, for he kent his music. Well, next day,the Captain he saw the crew was very much alarmed about poor Donald's ghost, and he set them a-fishing to divert them. Well, it was a very calm day, and while they're fishing they sees a great fish, with a white belly, rumbling and tumbling on the water, and, as it seemed, either dead or no far from it, they sent out two boats to tow it to the vessel, and when they got to it they found it was as dead as a haddock. Well, they hauled it on board, and the poor lad that had lost his brother was leaning on the gunwale, weeping and wailing very sore. Well, the Captain he gave him the job to cut up the fish, just to divert him, poor lad. Well, he rips up the belly of the fish—and it great big shark it was— and what does he see in the belly of the fish but a human hand—(this you will say was no to be wondered at, because at the battle of Trafalgar there was a great

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 bawls 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 fricbt her ashore !'— 'Ah, Donald! how could you think of that?' 'God bless me I when tae fish was so good as give me lodgings, could I do less than give her music?'"

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

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

"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 it's 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 hutched 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 opprcst.
Angels shall hail to an eternal rest.

ANON.

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

* We understand that Itumblegumpy 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 character 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 ourselves 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 without 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 regarding 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 unmoved 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 announce the punishment incurred? True. The Divine Being hath taught us to "hate evil," and to be silent in such circumstances would be a dereliction 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. Ourfallability 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 io 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 welUtimed retreat—

As hard ll 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 coRRESPONDENTof "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. For what 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.

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 Lieutenaut-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 safe 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. &e, 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 ocearring, I will sink all my money in purchasing an annuity for life.

Id. Given up all hopes, and commenced spinster in earnest, by refusing to dance last night. The wags are wicked, and joke me about my dancing days being over, but I shall, for the future, put up with raillery, and content myself with living a harmless, ostentatious old maid.

LITERARY CRITICISM.

"Tales of the Alhambra," By GiorrREY Crayon. London, 2 vols. 1832.

There are few who do not remember with delight everything 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 whounitesstrength 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 Stories—■ sparkling 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 aud swelling hills of Andalusia. Zayda was tall and hnely-formed, with a lofty demeanour and a penetrating eye. She entered with a stately and decided step, and made 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 command, 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. The palfreys 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.

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 up. on 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 uplifted cimeter, when the captain of the guard threw himself at hi) 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 hVes, 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 given that beauty time to have its full effect. In those days 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 ga 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 GeneralitV. The interior.of the tower was divided into small fairy apartments, beautifully ornamented in the light Arabian style, surrounding 9 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 arabesques 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. Tbe flowers yielded them no fragrance, the son; of the nightingale disturbed their night's rest, and they wereout 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, snd 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. 11" 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 be 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 up"" 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 phw

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