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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 Casern, 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 songs and romances, which, in some measure responded 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 renegade, 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 w 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.


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

11 In the hot weather—and nine months of the twelve are hot—. the 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, 1 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 1 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.

"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 1 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 inal, their rupees and their titTeii. 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 Durwan)—dashes through the portal, draws up sharp under the columned entrance, jumps out, aud is received at the door—(there is not a knocker in all India!)—by a respectful!, 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; flirtatious analyzed; couples, as adverse as fire and water, are wedded and bedded; and friends, as attached as twin-brothers, are paraded with 1 pistols for two' under the * Great Tree.' The lady's ivory stilletto, urged by her white fingers, rendered still whiter, by Indian 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, may have recourse to a siesta, to recruit their forces, and to kill time.

"Towards six, the orb of day, 'pending 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 I.-- 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 evening 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 the 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."


Tree 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 follow tag:—


Born the 28th August, 1749;

Died the 22d March, 1832." 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, marriagry, 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!


The Suephkbd 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, tad 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, greatshowra. If small clouds increase, muchrain; if large decrease, fair mother.

Mists If they rise from low ground and soon vanish, Jar

weather. If they rise to the hill tops, rain in a day or ttco. A general mist before the sun rises, near the full moon, fair weathti. If in the new moon, ruin 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 conseq uently as many wet years as dry. When the wind turns to N. K. 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 fist days all fair, and then to come to the south again. I f 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. £. for two or three months. The uind nil 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, andtka 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 alter this sort, then it is like to be in the S. or S. W. two or Am 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 mud 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 stria* wind and rain; the strongest winds are when it turns from S. to K. by W.

N. B. When the north wind first clears the air (which is usual- ly once a week) be sure of 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 cloud* 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 equok thick, except one clear edge.

Rain.—Sudden rain never lasts long; but when the air gro»s 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 hoursoram, and does nsuully 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 aun-rising, "" 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 den. except the rainbow be seen before it rains.

Spring And Summer.—If the Ust 18 days of February, and 10 days of Murcb, be for the most part rainy, then the spring and ivtmmer quarters are like to be so too: and I never knew a great drought but it entered in that season.

Winter.—If the latter end of Oct. and beginning of Not. be for the most part warm and rainy, then Jan. and Feb. are like to be frosty and cold, except after a very dry summer. If Oct. and Nov. be snow and frost, then Jan. and Feb. are like to be open and mild.


If red the sun begins his race,
Expect that rain will fall apace.

The evening red, and the morning grey,
A re sure signs of a fair day.

If woolly fleeces spread the heavenly way,
No lain, be sure, disturbs the summer's day.

In the waning of the moon,
A cloudy morn—fair afternoon.

When clouds appear like rocks and towers,
The earth's refreshed by frequent showers.


The following list of French Generals, with their title*, together with an account of the different branches of the Bonapartean Court, may perhaps prove useful to our readers:—

Sovereign of Holland—Francis Beauharnois.

King of Naples—Marshal Murat, Prince Joachim Napoleon.

Queen of Naples—Caroline Bonaparte.

King of Spain—Prince Joseph Napoleon.

King of Westphalia—Prince Jerome Napoleon.

Viceroy of Italy—Prince Eugene Beauharnois, 4th corps.

Princess Borghese—Paulina Bonaparte.

Princess of Baden—Stephania de la Pagerle.

Grand Duchess of Florence—Elisa Bonaparte.

Grand Duke of Berg—Prince Charles Louis Napoleon, son of Louis Bonaparte.

Grand Duke of Warsaw—Frederick Augustus IV. King and Elector of Saxony.

Archbishop of Lyons—Cardinal Fesche.

Prince of Pontecorvo—Marshal Bernadotte, Crown Prince of Sweden.

Prince of Neufchatel and Wagram—Marshal Berthier ViceConstable of France.

Prince of Esling, Duke of Rivoli—Marshal Massena.

Prince of Benevento— Talleyrand, Vice Arch-Chancellor.

Prince of Eckmuhl, Duke of Auestadt—Marshal Davoust.

Prince Borghese—Duke of Guastella.

Duke of Abrantes—Marshal Junot.

Duke of Albufera—Count Suchet.

Duke of Bassano—Maret, Secretary of State.

Duke of Belluno—Marshal Victor.

Duke of Cadore—Champagny, Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Duke of Caatiglione—Marshal Augereau.

Duke of Comigliano—Marshal Moncey.

Duke of Dalmatia—Marshal Soult.

Duke of Dantzic—Marshal Lefebre.

Duke of Elchingen—Marshal Ney.

Grand Duke of Florence—General Bacchiochi.

Duke of Friuli—Marshal Duroc, Grand Marshal of the Palace.

Duke of Montebello—Marshal Lasnes.

Duke of I stria—Marshal Bessieres, Commander of the Imperial


Duke of Otranto—Fouche, Governor of Rome. Duke of Padua—General Arigia. Duke of Parma—Cambaceres, Arch-Chancellor. Duke of Placenza—Marshal Lebrun, Prince Arch-Treasurer, Governor of Holland.

Duke of Ragusa—Marshal Marmont.

Duke of Reggio—Marshal Oudinot, 2d corps.

Duke of Rovigo—General Savary, Minister of Police.

Duke of Tarento— Marshal Macdonald, 10th corps.

Duke of Treviso— Marshal Mortier.

Duke of Valmy—Marshal Kellerman.

Duke of Vicenza—General Caulincourt, Grand Chamberlain, and Master of Saxony.

Duke of Feltre—General Clarke, Minister at War.
Duke of Massa—Regnier, Minister of Justice.
Duke of Gaeta—Gaudin, Minister of Finances.
Count Sussy—Colin, Minister of
Count Cessac—Lacuee, Minister of War.
Count de Pelous—eMonge.


Madrid Madrid contains no Roman or Moorish monuments;

before Charles V. it was but a country-residence, or sitio, where the court passed a few months in the year, as in our days at Aranjuez, the Kscuriul, and St. Ildefonso. One is astonished on entering Madrid by the gate of Toledo, and the place of Cenada, ^ where the market is held early in the morning, at the tumultuous concourse of people from the country and the provinces, diversely clothed, going, coming, arriving, and departing. Here, a Caatilian gathers up the ample folds of his cloak with the dignity of a Roman senator wrapped in his toga. There, a drover from La Mancha, with a long goad in his hand, and clad in a kelt of bide, which also resembles the ancient form of the tunic worn by the Roman and Gothic warriors. Farther on, are seen men whose hair is hound with long silken fillets, and others wearing a sort of short brown vest, chequered with blue and red. The men who wear this habit, come from Andalusia; they are distinguished by their black lively eyes, their expressive and animated looks, and the rapidity of their utterance. Women sitting in the corners of the streets, and in the public places, are occupied preparing food for this passing crowd, whose homes are not in Madrid. One sees long strings of mules, laden with skins of wine or of oil, or droves of asses, led by a single man, who talks to them unceasingly. One also meets carriages, drawn by eight or ten mules, ornamented with little bells, driven with surprising address by one coachman, either on the trot, or galloping, without reins, and by means of his voice only, using the wildest cries. One long sharp whistle serves to stop all the mules at the same moment. By their slender legs, their tali stature, their proudly raised heads, one would take them for teams of stags or elks. The vociferations of the drivers and the muleteers, the ringing of the church bells, which is unceasing, the various vesture of the men, the superabundance of southern activity, manifested by expressive gestures or shouts in a sonorous language, of which we were ignorant, manners so different from our own, all contributed to make the appearance of the capital of Spain strange to men coming from the north, where all goes on so silently.—M. de Hocca.


To die Editor of Tan Day. Dear Day,—It is with pleasure I observe that le beau sexe have at last taken up their quills to answer those whinining bachelor correspondents of yours, who, if they do not receive some little curbing, will soon monopolize the space of every Day, in relating their\ovecontretcns. But, I presume, they are those gentlemen who wish to " marry perfection," and with all their years, are not yet perfect in the art of making love, otherwise they might have been wedded long ago. But, enough of these frosty bachelors, whose hearts, as my maiden aunt says, are as icy as the north-west passage, else she should never have lived a life of " single blessedness."

There is another class of beavx, viz. the Wig Wearers, to whom I wish to give a hint. The ladies have always been taunted as being vain and conceited of their persons, (pardonable sins, I should think in our sex, when our sole study is to please "admiring man,") but such a charge may now be transferred from our shoulders to the heads of those coxcombs, whose long flowing ringlets of artificial hair, will vie with the curls of many of the gayest ladies. My companions and self have entered into a " holy alliance," and we solicit the assistance of every lady who holds her sex in just estimation, to put down such ridiculous folly, by denying all association with such effeminate gentlemen, who, it appears, think more of themselves than they do of any other body. Therefore it will be prudent in these fine gentlemen to divest themselves of their immoderate Wiygism, unless they wish to forfeit the good graces of " lovely \

Miss C. the other evening a drums on wigs:—

How is a head which wears a wig like a booby school-boy? Because it is frequently lathered!

How Is a beautifully curled wig on a head like a buoy? Because it indicates the shallowness of the part below!

I pray you, Mr. Day, do not deny the insertion of this epistle, or my friends and I will accuse you and the bachelors of having united against the fair, at the sametime that your correspondents would wish us to believe, that tbey are desirous to unite with us.

Mary Wimp

(From the Polish. J
Why should I thus, in timid dalliance, twine

My wauton fingers in thy raven tresses;
Fearing to touch those dewy lips of thine,

So richly blooming with ambrosial kisses. No more I'll waste the fleeting hours, my fair,

With idle doubts and fears for ever wrestling: No—I will kiss thee, though that kiss may scare

The love away, that in thy breast is nestling. For as of old the Ark received the Dove,

That flutt'ring, sought a resting place in vain; So to thy breast the startled bird of love

Will soon return and shelter there again.


This admirable game, go well calculated for giving strength and agility to the frame, has now become a favourite amusement throughout Scotland. For the last thirty years many attempts were made to establish the game. In 1829 the Western Cricket Club was formed, and enrolled nearly a hundred members. The year following gave birth to the University Club, composed chiefly at that time of English students, who were all adepts and enthusiastic admirers of the game; these gentlemen observed, with satisfaction, the strenuous exertions which the Western Cricketers were making to become proficient in their favourite amusement, and did every thing in their power to assist them in their endeavours. By their instruction and tutorage, the game was now regularly played, and, shortly afterwards, the W. C. C. could boast of its off-hitters, three-quarter bowlers and good fielders. A Club was then got up in Edinburgh under the name of the Brunswick Cricket Club—and Perth, Stirling, Ayr, Kilmarnock and Greenock soon followed their example, thus establishing this healthful exercise in the principal towns in Scotland. We believe there are now several matches in petto, and, should any of these take place in Glasgow, we have no doubt that our fair citizens will patronize this new and elegant game by their presence.

A Jeu (TEnprit.

The following New Works, in addition to those mentioned last week, are in the Press under the patronage of the " Gegg Club:"

"The Confessions of an Ecclesijistical Litigant," by a Sturdy Supporter of the Kirk of Scotland, in 10 volumes 4to.

On the Best and Cheapest mode of erecting Hastings, by the author of a published, but still unprinted, "Ramble through France and Italy."

The Art of Manufacturing Plate from Pennies, by an UltraAdmirer of our " Sailor King," dedicated to Joseph Hume, Esq.

"Railers and Railery, or the Advantages of an Iron Medium of Exchange," by Vitruvius Seciindus, M. G.D. S. Seven copies on vellum for the peculiar use of Exchange Proprietors.

"Ratting," a New Rondo in the key of D flat. This piece of music is peculiarly well adapted for those who are desirous to acquire proficiency in modulating from one key to another.


France—M. Tabaraud, one of the last members of "the Oratory," and perhaps the last Janseuist in France, has just died at Limoges, in the eighty-eighth year of his age. He was the author of many able controversial works, and occupied himself during several of the latter years of his life with a plan for uniting all sects of Christians into one communion.

M. Champollion, whose premature death, at the age of fortyone, learning and science have such reason to deplore, and to whose discoveries in Egyptian hieroglyphics the journals have more than once attempted to do justice, has left behind him, ready for the press, a Grammar of the ancient Egyptian idiom, and a Coptic Grammar and Dictionary. A monument is about to be raised to his memory in his native city of Figeac.

The library of the late Professor Haffner, of Strasburg, now shortly to be submitted to public sale, and of which the first volume of the Catalogue has appeared, is one of the finest private collections in existence, and was formed by Professor H. during a period of nearly fifty years. The Catalogue was drawn up by the Professor himself, and is interspersed with characteristic notes, and methodically arranged. The first part, containing more than 8000 works, embraces the departments of philosophy, geography, and travels, history and literature, which are exhibited in a new order, according to which each division presents, at one view, the classes of Greek, Latin, French, German, English, Italian, and Spanish literature. The second part, which is entirely devoted to theology, will appear shortly. The sale of the works comprised in the first part will take place at Strasburgh shortly after Easter, and due notice will be given of the exact time. Mr. Martin, advocate at Strasburg, and son-in-law of Professor H. will receive offers from intending purchasers, either for the whole, or any portion of the classes in the Catalogue.

The principal actors in the late Polish revolution are about to be illustrated in a series of One Hundred Portraits, accompanied with a biographical sketch of each character, by Joseph Straszewicz, himself a sufferer and an exile in the glorious cause. The work will be published at Paris, in 20 livraisons, each containing 5 portraits, and there will be editions in folio and 8vo. We earnestly recommend the undertaking to all lovers of national honour and independence—to all, and they are not a few, in England, whose patronage is ever extended to works like the present.

Italy Silvio Pellico the author of Francesca da Rimini, and of

Eufemio da Messina, who has passed several years in prison on political charges, has published, at Turin, two volumes of poetical works, containing five novclle, or tales in verse, and two tragedies, Esther of Engaddi and Iyiitia of Asti, which he wrote during his captivity, and which seem to maintain his fame as a tragedian.


Henry Masterton, or the Young Cavalier, by the Author of "Darnley," is in the press.

Mr. Frazer, the popular author of "The Kuzzilbash," " TV Persian Adventurer," See. has also a new Novel in the Press, to be called the Highland Smuggler.

Legends of the Rhine and Low Countries, by the Author of "High-Ways and By-ways," is about to be published.

The Token of the Covenant, designed and engraved in mezzotint by Mr. George Sanders, is in the press.


B's Sonnet to the "Spirit of Reform" is too political for our columns. We are not so foolish as to brave the Stamp Acts!

"Darkness" ought to be reserved till " The Night" be published. The M. S. will be found with our publisher.

Stanzas on " Excitement" will not suit us. We have enough of real excitement at present to require anything fanciful on the subject.

"Sonnet to the Trumpet which proclaimed the passing Resolutions in the Green," is the product of a very immature mind.

An Elegy on the "Old Lady of Self-Election," by the AUtcamp of the Sma' Weft, has too many home thrusts, at those who at present are hatted and enchained, for our columns. The allusion to the want of a Quorum to petition the King, is too true, but the deduction drawn from that circumstance is perhaps carried too far.

Our Publisher requests us to state, that, in consequence of the absence of one of his regular Runners, several of the Subscribers were deprived of their last week's number on Saturday morning. Those who have not yet received it will please unite immediate application, as the numbers remaining are very limited, notwithstanding of Three Editions having been thrown off.


WILLIAM LANG & CO. Furnishing Ironmimtjm <nd Brass Founders, respectfully intimate that they have REMOVED from Argyll Street to exteusive Premisestt No. 93, BUCHANAN STREET, alitde mcay below Gordon Stmt.

W. L. & Co. have opened their New Warehouse with in Elegant Stock of the Newest Description of Dining and Diutr. Ing Room Grates, Stoves, Fenders, &c.; Kitchen Bitten of the most approved construction, with Boilers, Ovens, Hot Tables, Smoke and Wind-up Jack's, and every article in the House-furnishing Trade, including Tin, Block T», BriTannia Metal and Japanned Goods, and Culinaky L'tzmiu of every description.

In the BRASS FOUNDRY DEP A RTMENT they hsre just completed an entirely New and Extensive Assortment of BaoNZED and Lackered Gas Lustres, Hexagon Lavtdub, Richly-Mounted Crystal Lustres, Table and Sideboard On Lamps, Bronze Ink Pieces and Ornaments, and Gas MowIngs, M great variety.

N. B.—Hot Air Apparatus for heating Churches and PrsLic Buildings, fitted up on the most approved principles. A New Apparatus adapted for this purpose may be seen in operation at their Warehouse.

W. L. & CO. have devoted their particular attention to the best mode of introducing GAS FITTINGS into Housesand Public Buildings; and as the whole of their Gas Kittisgs, M well as Grates, Fenders, &c. are manufactured by themselves. they have it in their power to ensure Handsome and Substantial Articles, at prices at least as moderate as any other House. No. 93, Buchanan Street, ) Glasgow, May 12th, 1832. J

IPOSITIVELY About To Leave MONS. EDOl'ART returns his very respectful thanks to the Nobility and Gentry in Glasgow and its neighbourhood, for the liberal patronatf' bestowed upon him, and takes this opportunity of announcing, that his stay cannot be prolonged beyond the 26th of this month. He therefore requests, that all Ladies and Gentlemen, who are desirous of having their Silhouettes taken, will visit the Exhibition Rooms immediately, in order to prevent disappointments.

Mr. E. begs to observe, that no Likeness of any Gentleman is exhibited without his consent; and that the Likenesses of Ladies are never exhibited in his Show-Room, or Duplicates sold, »"•»■• out the consent of the parties.

Full length standing, S. Ditto sitting, 7s. Children under Eight Years, 3s. 6d. Duplicates of the Shilhouettes, full-length, 3s. Ditto sitting, 4s. Ditto children, 2s. 6d.

Family Groups taken at their residences, on the same terms any time after 6 o'clock in the evening.






CROSSING THE JURA. (From an unpublished Tour. J

All things are here of him i from the black pines,
Which are his shade on high, and the loud roar
Of torrents, where he listened, to the vines,
Which stop his green path downward to the shore,
Where the bow'd waters meet him, and adore.
Kissing his feet with murmurs: and the wood,
The court of old trees, with trunks all hoar,
But light leaves young as joy, stands where it stood,
lering to him, and his, a populous solitude.

With the exception of the Sinplon, there is, perhaps, no route more interesting and extraordinary than that across Mount Jura. Leaving the rich and beautiful Bourgognois, the traveller finds himself, immediately on passing Poligny, amid the lower mountains which separate France from Switzerland, surrounded on every side with wild and magnificent scenery, rocks towering over head, fearful precipices overlooking verdant valleys, lofty mountains covered, with pines hemming in the narrow pathway, and ever and anon some sweetly situated village,giving life and animation to the whole. The Lower Jura, in fact, presents, at every turn, a new and picturesque landscape. Every valley has its little rivulet, its lively white village and its spire-crowned church embosomed in wood, while the mountain sides are either clad with hamlets, brushwood and pines, or present perpendicular precipices from their summit to their base. The scenery recalls, altogether, the more romantic portions of Scotland, with an accompaniment, which it however rather sparingly possesses, a vast profusion of natural flowers. Every rock there blooms with saxifrage, thyme and heath, adown every steep hang garlands of creeping plants, while on every bank is to be found a garden of primroses, butter-cups and hyacinths.

On leaving Morez, a beautifully situated village, we commenced the arduous task of climbing the higher mountains of Jura, which we preferred doing on foot, leaving the carriage to get on as fast as four horses could drag it, which afforded us always abundance of time to view new valleys and scenery, ever beautiful and ever changing. After ascending, for several hours, we came to a little village, situated at the beginning of a considerable plain, where patches of snow lay scattered about—it was even lying to a considerable depth around the doors of the houses, which were built in a peculiar manner : each house had two doors, one upon the ground and the other, to which there was an inclined plane, a little higher, thus affording the inhabitants an exit and entrance when the snow happened to be six or eight feet deep, which was generally the case during the greater part of winter. At this place we were asked for our passports, which was complied with, but, on giving our word of honour that there was nothing contraband in our trunks, we were not put to the trouble or inconvenience of opening them. After passing this village, although the country bespoke nothing but poverty, yet there was scattered, over the whole visible landscape, an amazing number of cottages, the inhabitants of which were busily employed in cultivating that part of the ground which was then clear of snow. From a conversation we had with one of the farmers, we found that neither wheat nor barley grows on this soil—oats, rye and a few potatoes being only cultivated. Vol. II.—No. 4.

As we ascended, the snow got wider and wider, when, about two o'clock, we found ourselves not only snrronnded by the emblems of winter, but actually in a thick shower of snow, which confined our observation to within two or three feet of the carriage. At three we reached a little, lonely miserable house, which we recognised as an Inn, by the never-failing intimation painted over the door, of "Id on loge a pied et a cheval." The landlady told us we might have dinner if we chose, and paid many high encomiums on the excellence of her cuisine, and even went the length of bringing in a poulet for our inspection; but, unfortunately for her expectations, we could not think of sacrificing our dinner at Geneva for the cold and meagre entertainment of a Jura auberge. As soon as the postilion had got the horses ready, we proceeded on our journey: every step we advanced the snow got deeper and deeper; in many places where the road was cut, the snow reached above the carriage, and the country got so triste at last, that all of us were impressed with a temporary melancholy. It was but temporary, however; for the dangerous situation in which we were placed from the state and make of the road, soon dispelled this somewhat pleasing feeling for one, for which there was no antidote until we had traversed the greater part of the ridge of mountains. The last feeling may be easily explained when it is taken into consideration, that we were shut up in a voiture, traversing a road cut out near the summit of the mountains, where, on one hand the snow was fully ten feet deep, while, on the other, there was a precipice which terminated in a deep and fearful valley. The sudden falling of the snow, or a false step of one of the horses, would have hurled us over a height of 6 or 700 feet. The carriage wheels were, frequently, within a few inches of the fatal precipice where the snow was deepest, the greater part of the road being cleared for one carriage only, and even that had such an inclination towards the valley, that the voiture sometimes rubbed upon the wheels. We travelled, in this hazardous situation, for fully an hour, with few thoughts but what respected self-preservation, when the road, taking a sudden turn, one of us, who looked out to answer Madame's question whether we had une longue course a faire, discovered through a break in the chain of mountains, the Lake of Geneva, with all its accompanying scenery. Every one leaped from the carriage at the announcement, and fear was utterly forgotten in the pleasures that succeeded. What a grand and magnificent spectacle met our eyes at that moment! I shall never forget the sensations experienced when my eye wandered over the immensity of the scene which had burst, like enchantment, on the sight, when, instead of the wilderness of Jura, contracted and ever similar, it now freely ranged over the richly cultivated country of France—the laughing scenes of Switzerland —the richly-wooded romantic Savoy—and was only stopped from plunging into Italy by those mighty barriers that appear to shut out that land from the rest of Europe. But it is these gigantic Alps that give the peculiar interest to the scene, and it is these that absorb the observer's attention—the eye, no doubt, must rest upon the charming country of the Pays du Vaud, with its villages, its hamlets and its cities—it must be attracted by the shining splendour of Lake Leman and

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