broad silver girdle, her crown, which is
fastened to her cap, and by her pocket-
handerchief, which she has in her hand;
and says,
Here is one, who from her
mildness, modesty, and virtue, might be
the one you seek for.'-" Yes, that is she;
my wish is fulfilled." The father of the
bride now makes a short speech to his
daughter, in which he represents the holi-
ness of matrimony, reminds her of the
duties of a wife and a mother, and sets before
her the example of that useful domestic
animal the hen. § Then he takes his
daughter by the hand, presents her to the
father of the bridegroom, and says, And
you, my old friend, because you have
promised for your son to make her a good
housewife and mother, I will give her to
you may she strengthen the bond of our
friendship. The father of the bridegroom
presents her to his son, and says, "I give
you this companion, in the hope that you
will fulfil the duty of a good husband."
The bride kneels to receive her father's
blessing the same is done by all the com-
pany. The blessing is preceded by a simple,
and frequently very affecting exhortation,
at which the young couple and the company
often shed tears: as soon as the speech is
finished, they all proceed to the church.

(To be concluded in our next.)

has produced elegies which strictly conform
with the rules of the poetic art.

We observe a Farce is about to be published, called Love and Laudanum, which About a year ago M. de Treneuil pub- has been played with the most distinguished lished all his elegies in one volume; this success at- -Woolwich! As this is also a collection was preceded by a discourse on soporific name, we suspect, from the cointhe nature and poetic character of the sub- cidence, there may be some borrowing; jects he treated, and which proves that but we can only speak to what we have he could write prose as ably as verse.-seen-The Sleeping Draught. There is This essay on Elegies abounds in learned not much of novelty in its composition. A investigations on the origin of that class of Spanish lover and his pert Valet admire a lady poetry among the ancients, and displays the and her maid, whose uncle and master, as literary acquirements of the author, and his usual, wishes the former to marry another familiarity with the dead languages. man. The servant gets into the house disM. de Treneuil was fully sensible of the guised as the Dutch lacquey of the favoured talent with which he was endowed; he lover, and drinking by accident a sleeping spoke of it with that Gascon vivacity which draught for wine, is supposed to be dead so much resembles vanity. He was more and hidden in a chest. He is carried off proud of the merit of his works than of the by robbers in this retreat, and deposited notice with which they were honoured by with his master's father, an old miser. In the Committee of the Institute, in their his concealment he becomes acquainted report on the decennial prizes of deceitful with secrets which enable him to wring the memory. He patiently awaited the day consent from the old gentleman to the when academic justice should award to him union of the parties. The terrors of his one of those chairs so frequently granted by appearance, while attempting to escape favour. from his embryo, give rise to the amusing situations and fun of the farce, and the silliest part about a dumb man's coming to kill a calf, was rendered very ludicrous by the clever acting of Harley, who does these sort of things so well, that we could hope he will never give up the ghost.

Decorated by the King with the order of the Legion of Honour, M. de Treneuil lived in retirement, far from intrigues and coteries. His only wish was to see the Journals pay that tribute of homage to his works, which he was confident they deserved. He resided within the arsenal where he was librarian, leading a life exempt from ambition, and surrounded by literary treasures.

A lingering and painful disorder terminated his existence, after a year of suffering. His remains were interred in the burial-ground of Pere Lachaise, and a vast number of distinguished literary characters attended the funeral.

Attached from his childhood to the cause of legitimacy, he constantly supported it by his writings, and verified the judgment pronounced by a writer fully competent to appreciate his talent and his character: Que ce sont les beaux sentiments que font les beaux vers.”

THE DRAMA.

M. de Tréneuil, whose death was lately announced in the Paris papers, was born at Cahors in 1766. A lively and brilliant imagination soon decided his taste for poetry; a noble mind, and elevated sentiments, directed his talents towards that class of composition for which the utmost sensibility is requisite. The revolutionary crimes and furies made a deep impression on his poetic genius, and developed all the qualities which plaintive elegy demands. His attention was turned towards the profanation of the Royal Tombs of St. Denis; and DRURY LANE. THE SLEEPING DRAUGHT. having consecrated the first lays of his muse-On Wednesday a Farce (and we like to deplore the degradation of the ashes of the Kings of France, he devoted her to lament the misfortunes of the august daughter of Louis XVI. He published his poetic essays whenever circumstances enabled him to do so, and even under the government of Buonaparte they drew forth tears for the misfortunes of the family of the Bourbons. The subjects on which M. de Treneuil fixed his choice, have frequently thrown a shade of darkness over his colouring, and imparted to his elegies a tragic character which does not strictly belong to productions of that class. But in his poem addressed to the Princess Amelia on the death of her brother, and the one on the captivity of Pius VI. as he had not to record either the calamities of the throne, nor the outrages committed on the royal shades, he

farces) under this title was produced; it is
the avowed work of Mr. Penley, for the
author does not shroud himself, a quondam
performer here, but now, we believe a per-
former of funerals. Such a man is familiar
with scenes of death, and we are not sur-
prised, that in undertaking to write for the
stage, he should stick a little to his ordi-
nary line of business, and treat us with
dyings, resurrections, and ghosts. The
piece is, however, very humorous and
whimsical; a little too long, and somewhat
too coarse, (blemishes, we will tell the au-
thor, both in dramas and winding sheets,)
but winding up well, and at the last dis-
missing the audience in a fit of laughing,
which in t his branch of his performances,
Mr. Penley will acknowledge is better than
coughing.

COVENT GARDEN.-MARQUIS DE CARABAS.-In The Critic, when the second morning gun is fired, the author rebuts an objecmuch of a good thing," and the Managers of tion by asserting, that "we can't have too Covent Garden seem to have been of the same way of thinking. Not only two pantomimes per annum; but nothing else except pantomime from Christmas to Midsummer. We differ both from them and the Critic:this is really too much of a good thing! We have seen a mill, at a puppet-show, for grinding old people young again, but as we know of no contrivance for keeping the play-going population of this great city always in babyhood, we do hope that the managers will allow the leading-strings, rattle, coral, and go-cart, to be laid aside for a short period during the season, that if we may not have (for that sceins for ever gone by with this theatre) the excellent recreation of a laughable farce, we may have at least something as elevated as a prosing romance or an adventurous melo-drame! Our friend Shakespeare, in his seven ages, certainly paints "the Infant, mewling and puking in the nurse's arms," and the "second childishness," "sans every thing," as the first and last features of his picture, - but "there is a world between," and for that world, as we humbly conceive on the same authority, was the drama more especially intended, "whose end both at the first, and now, was, and is, to hold as 'twere the mirror up to nature; to shew virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the

on,

art.

Since Mr. Bartleman first rose above the

six feet from the tail to the snout-most duced new effects in his department of the
Vonderful!" He bien! these then were the
principal characters, for as for Liston, Blan-
chard, Emery, and Tokely, a perfect comic horizon, it is singular that no performer has
constellation, they were mere hangers on, been able to come into any thing like a
while the cat mewed and washed its face, competition with him; and the reason pro-
over the cars, with its paws (marvellous bably is, that his style was new: it was
feat,) and the ogre sat in a chair till á cur- more ornamented, lighter, and more full of
tain was drawn before it, which being re-energy and spirit, than that of the race of
moved, a piece of rag resembling a mouse
bass singers who preceded him. The only
was seen, which Puss Grimaldi pounced man who has at all engaged any consider-
upon, and devoured most felinely. This was able share of the public estimation, in com-
the coup de grace, and as we have written mon with him, has been Mr. Bellamy, and
ourselves into a punning mood, we shall he perhaps has derived the greatest portion
conclude with lamenting, that the hard- of his popularity from the circumstance of
heartedness of the audience prevented us his following directly in the steps of Mr.
from seeing in the bills the next day, that Bartleman, and approaching most nearly to
the Cat's brilliant performances quite elec- the manner and voicing of his model.
trified the house, and the whole went off Much, however, is still to be said upon the
with eclat (a claw.)
excellencies and defects of the school.

We are assured, in a letter signed "A Constant Reader," that we were mistaken in the fact that Grimaldi had purchased the whole or a large share in Sadler's Wells, as that performer has only "purchased the smallest share in it, and is one of several Proprietors.”

* Our Devil, noticed in a former Number, has come to ask if this should not be divinely. He

Mr. Bartleman and Mr. Bellamy are both old servants of the public, and they will soon be compelled to give the valete et plaudite the honourable sign of retirement from long and meritorious exertions. Of all the candidates for the succession, Mr. Lacy appears to be most eminently qualified. His musical education was under audiences of that fashionable and very muRauzzini, of Bath; and with the polished sical place, Mr. Lacy has ever been a mark

very age and body of the time, his form and pressure." With what mind then could any person of common intellect fancy that this nursery tale, of the lowest and least dramatic kind, could furnish entertainment to a rational public. What is there in Puss in Boots to hold as 'twere the mirror up to nature? Alas, the great ends of the Stage are miserably sacrificed, when it is possible to suppose that such childish buffoonery could succeed. The total depravation of the puble taste must be clearly calculated before an audience, capable of submitting to such an insult on their understanding, could be expected. Now this ought to be a lesson to the public as well as to the theatres. If trash is invariably and indignantly rejected, the Managers will soon learn wisdom from experience, and we shall see the Stage graced with better pieces than are at present produced either by dramatic playwrights as authors, or under the sanction of dramatic Carpenters as judges. It is far from our wish to recommend severity towards those whose interests must render them anxious to please, but there is such a system in modern management, that a few wholesome examples, as much as to say, John Bull is not to be put upon, would, we are convinced, have an excellent effect. A memorandum of this sort was given on Monday night, and though every one must ed favourite. He has since studied in condemn the brutality of destroying sceItaly, and is lately returned a finished and nery, the ruffianly violence of injuring promost masterly singer. His voice is a legitiperty, (which being in a theatre does not mate bass, full, round, and deep toned, exafford a right to a properly directed mind tensive in its compass, and alike in all its to treat as if out of the pale of legal protec- The PHILHARMONIC SOCIETY has held parts. His intonation is so correct, that it tion,) yet it would be well if early attention two meetings this season, the last of which seems scarcely in the power of indisposiwere paid to any thing like a public call for was on the 9th ult. at the Argyle Rooms. tion even to derange his organs or his ear. those who represent the theatrical interests. The music was worthy of the high cele- His manner is pure and original. A bass The Marquis de Carabas having been dis-brity that attends the extraordinary com- voice has till within a few years been continctly and most deservedly condemned, bination of talent which this band com- sidered to be very limited in its range; but Mr. Liston came out to announce it for re-prises. The principal attractions of the it is due to Mr. Bartleman to admit, that petition. To this a great majority of the first night were a sestetto for instruments his powers elicited from composers of our house opposed themselves, and remained by Kimmel, and a beautiful symphony by own time and nation (Calcott, Crotch, Horsnoisily demanding the with-drawal of the Ries-the finest of that master. Miss Ste-ley, &c.) a new style of writing. About entertainment (this is an abuse of name ;) phens sung two of the airs from Mozart's the same moment, the peculiar excellence the gas lights were gradually lessened and Figaro, in a chaste and finished style, and of a bass singer at Vienna, of the name of extinguished, till a quartett of the same master was admira- Salle, induced Haydn (as we were told by bly performed by Mrs. Bianchi Lacy, the late Signora Storace) to give his princiMiss Goodall, Mr. Elliot, and Mr. Lacy. pal part in the Creation to the bass, and to character which the recitatives and airs in bestow upon it the graceful and elegant that Sacred Opera bear. From these and similar concurrent changes, the practice and execution of bass singers are greatly diversified and enlarged; the whole department is rendered more interesting and affecting; majesty and pathos are combined with elegance.

No light, but only darkness visible
Served to discover

saw it, and thought it exquisitely fine.

PHILHARMONIC SOCIETY.

an incensed crowd, from one of whom a mental piece new to this country. Mr. BraAt the second concert there was no instrubench was thrown at the drop scene, in ham sung a scena from Handel's Teseo, and which it made a considerable rent. This another of Zingarelli's, in a masterly way. A appeal of physical force was more effectual terzetto of Spontini's, from an Opera called than the appeals from the lungs of the mal- MILTON, not before known to England, was contents; Mr. Fawcett appeared, and, after much confusion, was heard to announce in very finely performed by Mrs. Bianchi substance, that the publie should not be Lacy, Mr. Braham, and Mr. Lacy. Upon the whole, the music of this evening was again insulted with Puss in Boots. After this crposé it will hardly be exed than the selection of the first night. more generally agreeable and better receiv- Mr. Lacy has cultivated both the English and the Italian style with equal success, pected from us that we should enter into the details of the admirable plot on which Bianchi Lacy, and Mr. Braham, are so uni- those of our country, who have united the The excellence of Miss Stephens, Mrs. and his name is an honourable addition to this grand drama was constructed. Our readers know perhaps as well as we do what versally understood, that they afford no holy sublimity of our own Handel (which an ogre is, and may form an idea of Mr.Griter, therefore, offer some observations on the exquisite tenderness, the touching and room for particular remark. We may bet-no foreigner but Mara ever attained) with maldi habited like a black and white cat, performer who is rising into public distinc voluptuous lubricity of Italian melody measuring, as a showman would say, "five feet 6 inches from the snout to the tail, and tion; connecting them at the same time and Italian execution. For this he is inwith some general facts which have pro-debted to nature not less than art; for the power, sweetness, and flexibility, of his voice, are the foundations upon which his science is built. We may perhaps be

* The Carpenter at Drury Lane is the Arbiter: see former L. Gazettes.

a

❤ There has been another meeting since this notice was prepared.

thought to bestow extraordinary praise ; but we are satisfied, by a more than common knowledge of his various qualities, that we render him only justice.

DIGEST OF POLITICS AND

NEWS.

We rejoice to say that the state of the world is such as to relieve us, for one week at least, from our ordinary task of giving a short digest of Politics and News.

In France, the Finance for the year has occupied the Chambers. The law

for the abolition of the Slave Trade passed without debate, 117 to 19.-At home, our Parliament reassembled on Thursday.

The Duke of Wellington is expected in London immediately. We have no further intelligence respecting the

assassins who aimed at his life.

A dreadful accident has happened at Villiers-le-bel in France. In taking down the church bell, weighing 6000lbs. to recast it, the internal parts of the steeple gave way, and from twenty to thirty persons, attracted to the church by curiosity, have been killed, and many more wounde!.

VARIETIES.

Dr. Spurzheim is now lecturing in Paris, on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

The Odeon Theatre was burnt just twenty
years ago within a day of its present cala-
mity, viz. 18th March 1798.

The President Goussaut had acquired a
reputation of that sort, that his name was
made synonymous for any act of stupidity.
One evening, when he had a large company,
two gentlemen were playing at piquet,
one of whom having discarded his game,
By Jove!
exclaimed without thinking,
am a perfect Goussaut." The President,
almost choked with rage, cried, You are
a fool.'-"That's just what I called my
self," said the player.

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A girl forced by her parents into a disagreeable match with an old man whom she detested, when the clergyman came to that part of the service where the bride is asked if she consents to take the bridegroom for her husband, said with great simplicity, "Oh dear no, Sir; but you are the first person who has asked my opinion about the matter."

LITERARY INTELLIGENCE.

SAVARY'S MEMOIRS.

Mr. Lewis Goldsmith's British Monitor, late Anti-gallican, but no longer so! contained recently a curious notice of a work, written at Smyrna, by the celebrated Savary (Buonapartean Duc de Rovigo,) and transmitted to this country for publication. Mr. G., who has seen the MS., represents it as full of strange disclosures, and likely to excite a strong political sensation, should it not be smothered in its way to the press, which, from what is stated of the obstacles already presented, does not These memoirs are seen improbable.

METEOROLOGICAL JOURNAL.

MARCH.

Thursday, 26-Thermometer from 29 to 39.

Barometer from 29, 77 to 29, 53. Wind S. E. N. and N. W. 1.-Raining all the day till the evening, when it became clear.

Rain fallen, 075 of an inch.

so voluminous, that they would form four or five volumes 8vo. The reverses of Buonaparte, they impute mainly to the influence of the Duchess of Bassano over his mind and conduct, and to the folly of Murat. They are diffuse upon the affairs of Spain, the conspiracy of Mallet, the death of the Duke D'Enghien, which they attribute to Talleyrand; and mention a plot in agitation even so late as the negociations at Chatillon, to carry off the Duke A Yorkshireman taking the advice of his d'Artois from Vesoul, and seize the other and upon the counsel on a lawsuit on which his fortune Bourbon Princes then in France. The audepended, the advocate told him he would thor is very severe on Fouche; be cast, and shewed him a case in point whole, from the partial glance we get at "Never this production, it appears to deserve the against him in East's Reports. mind," said the suitor, the judges may character ascribed to it, that of being calnot remember it ;" and while he was discuss-culated to excite considerable agitation, ing the matter, the counsel was called out on should it ever issue from the teeming some business; when, seizing his opportupress. clean nity, our bite cut the disagreeable pages out of the book, and stuffed them into his fob. His cause came on, and he obtained a A REMARKABLE DISCOVERY OF A MURDER. verdict; on which his lawyer congratulated O, Sir," he replied, "I could not The murderer of Mr. Martin, receiver of him. taxes at Bilgny, says a letter from Bar-sur-lose, for I have taken special care to keep Aube, was discovered a few days ago in the the law against me snug in my pouch!” most singular manner, and arrested. The crime was committed on the 9th of February on the high road, at one o'clock in the afternoon. The shot entered Mr. Martin's heart, and he fell down dead. He was returning from collecting, and had only 130 francs about him, of which he was robbed, as well as of his watch, and a ring. The charge of the gun was rammed down with a written paper. This had been carefully taken up, and carried away with the body. The writing was still legible. On this piece of paper there were expressions which are used in glass manufactories, and a date of near 15 years back. Upon this single indication, the Judge went to the owner of the glass manufactory at Bilgny, examined his books, and succeeded in finding an article relative to the delivery of some glass, of which the paper in question was the bill of parcels. The suspicion immediately fell on the son-in-law of this individual: the latter had been out of the country for ten years. Order was given to arrest the person suspected. When the officers came to him, he was on his knees, praying. In his fright he confessed the deed on the spot, and even shewed where the watch and ring were, which were indeed found under the thatch of his house.

St. Amand the poet was once in company with a person whose hair was black, but who had a white beard. This phenomenon became the topic of conversation, and various reasons were assigned for it; when St. A. turning to the gentleman, said, Apparently, Sir, you have worked harder with your chin than with your head." He was a Gourmand.

A Coxcomb conducted two ladies of

of the moon. They arrived too late, the
quality to the Observatory to see an eclipse
eclipse was over, and the ladies disappoint-

ed.

"don't fret,

"Oh!" said our hero,
I know the astronomer very well, he is a
polite man, and I am sure will begin again."

A wit wishing to annoy a general officer
of no great merit, who had affronted him,
offered to publish a volume entitled, "The
Exploits of the Famous General
After the title page there were only some
blank leaves.

A stupid person one day seeing a
man of learning enjoying the pleasures of
the table, said, "So, Sir, philosophers 1
see can indulge in the greatest delicacies."
do you
Why not,' replied the other,
think Providence intended all good things
for the ignorant?'

Barometer from 30, 16 to 30, 44.
Wind N. by W. and N. Generally cloudy.
Rain fallen, 425 of an inch.
Saturday, 28-Thermometer from 29 to 45.

Friday, 27-Thermometer from 32 to 44.

Barometer from 30, 49 to 30, 44.
Wind S. and S. E. 0-Heavily overcast through
the day, with a little sleet about seven.
Sunday, 29-Thermometer from 35 to 50.
Barometer from 30, 38 to 30, 30.
Wind S. E. and S. W. -Generally clear.
Monday, 30-Thermometer from 28 to 52.

Barometer from 30, 35 to 30, 44.
Wind in the morning various, but generally
S. W. .-Morning and noon clear; afternoon

evening. A white frost in the morning.
and evening overcast; particularly dark in the
Tuesday, 31-Thermometer from 35 to 45.

Barometer from 30, 52 to 30, 47.
Wind N. and N. by E. 1.-Much sun and very
cold wind A little hail and cold rain about 2.
APRIL.

Wednesday, 1-Thermometer from 35 to 48.
Barometer from 30, 46 to 30, 38.
Wind N. E. 1.-Generally cloudy, though the

sun's warmth enlivened us at times.

AND

Journal of Belles Lettres, Arts, Politics, etc.

No. 64.

REVIEW OF NEW BOOKS.

SATURDAY, APRIL 11, 1818.

Memoirs illustrative of the Life and
Writings of John Evelyn, Esq. F. R. S.
Author of the Sylva, &c. &c. comprising
his Diary from the year 1641 to
1705, 6, &c. &c. 2 vols. 4to.
THOUGH We are aware that it is im-
possible for us to do more in our pre-
sent Number than merely introduce
this singularly important work to the
notice of our readers, we hope they
will consider us as anxious pioneers for
their gratification, if we rather hastily
execute this task, than leave it even for
a week untouched. It is not often that

as natives, who flourished during that
period. With such opportunities of
acquiring information, endowed with
very considerable abilities, and accus-
he thought worthy of remembrance, it
tomed to note every thing down which
was impossible that his papers could
be other than what they are, and what
we have stated them to be.

We shall pass over the early life and
education of our author, who was born
at Wotton, 31st of October 1620, to
notice from his diary, that his father
was in 1634 appointed

Sheriff for Surrey and Sussex befor they were disjoyned. He had 116 servants in liverys, every one livery'd in greene sattin

PRICE 1s.

he was borne, over which there were ex-
tant these lines in capital letters:
EDIBUS HIS ORTUS, MUNDUM DECORAVIT ERAS-

MUS ARTIBUS Ingenius, Religione, fide.

skips and drolleries, as they call these 13th Aug. was their annual marte or faire, so furnished with pictures (especially Landclounish representations) that I was amazed

The reson of this store of pictures, and their cheapness, proceedes from their want of land to employ their stock, so that it is an ordinary thing to find a com'on Farmer lay out two or 30007. in them, and they vende them at their faires this com'odity. Their houses are full of to very great gaines. Here I first saw an Eliphant.

DELFT.-The senat-house hath a very stately portico, supported with very choyse

we meet with so rich a fund of intelli- doublets; divers gentlemen and persons of pillars of black marble, as I remember, of

gence and entertainment. Evelyn was intimate with all that can interest us in the rank and literature of the times to which he belonged. He portrays to us the juvenile years, the entrance into life, of men afterwards distinguished in the political annals of their country, in the history of the age, in the republic of letters. His own familiar epistles are replete with such matter, and not inferior to the private correspondence of his sovereign, Charles I., during the civil war, which is also contained in these volumes, edited like the rest from the original MSS. by William Bray, Esq. F.A.S. whose name would be a passport for their value and authenticity, were both not amply evidenced by the perusal of his work.

John Evelyn, whose journal is thus presented to the public from the library of his successor at Wotton, died 27th of February 1705-6, in the 86th year of his age and besides the new facts which it unfolds connected with great events, we confess that to us it possesses a charm not less attractive in what some may consider as unimportant, namely, in the slight notices of the manners of the era it embraces, and the little traits of character which it seems almost unconsciously to develop.

Living in the busy times of Charles I. Cromwell, Charles II. James II. and William, Mr. Evelyn had much personal intercourse with the two last monarchs of the Stuart race, and was in habits of intimacy with the statesmen, ministers, eminent scholars, and distinguished men, foreigners as well VOL. II.

quality waited on him in the same garbe
and habit, which at that time (when 30 or
40 was the usual retinue of the High
Sheriff) was esteemed a great matter.

and his mother, young Evelyn was sent
In 1737 having lost one of his sisters
to college, and admitted a fellow com-
moner of Baliol, Oxford.

There came (says he) in my tyme to the
Coll: one Nathaniel Conopios out of
Greece, from Cyrill the patriarch of Con-
after, was made (as I understand) Bishop
stantinople, who returning many years
of Smyrna. He was the first I ever saw
drink coffee, which custom came not into
England till 30 years after.

In 1740, Mr. Evelyn entered at the Middle Temple, and shortly after, his father dying, and the troubles beginHe mentions being present at the trial ning, he prudently resolved to travel. and execution of Lord Stafford; and in July 1641, landed at Flushing, on his leagure (siege) of Genep, he pushed foreign tour. Wishing to see the hastily on by Dort and Rotterdam, and his Diary abounds with desultory notices, a few of which we shall ex

tract.

On the 26th I passed through Delft to the Hague; in which journey I observ'd divers leprous poor creatures dwelling in solitary huts on the brink of the water, and permitted to aske the charity of passengers, which is conveyed to them in a floating box that they cast out.

At Rotterdam

I saw the publiq statue of the learned Erasmus, of brasse. They shewed us his house, or rather the meane cottage wherein

weighty vessell, not unlike a Butter Churne, one entire stone. Within their hangs

which the adventurous woman that hath

two husbands at one time is to weare for a time about the towne, her head com'ing out at the hole, and the rest hanging on her shoulders, as a pennance for her incontinency.

Towards the end of August I returned to Harlem. They shew'd us cottage where, they told us, dwelt a woman who had been married to her 25th husband, and being now a widdow was prohibited to marry in future, yet it could not be proved that she though the suspicion had brought her divers had ever made any of her husbands away, towne, and hath one of the fairest churches times to trouble. This is a very delicate of the Gotiq design, I had seene. hang in the steeple two silver bells said to have been brought from Damiate in of whose successe they are rung out every Egypt by an Earle of Holland, in memory evening.

There

At Leyden, where the writer was house, schools, theatre of anatomy, &c. delighted with the Elzevir printing

he says,

I was shew'd the knife newly taken out of Amongst a great variety of other things, a drunken Dutchman's guts by an incision in his side, after it had slipped from his fingers into his stomach. The pictures of the chyrurgeon and his patient, both living, were there.

I was shew'd the statue cut in stone of

the happy Monke whom they report to have been the first inventor of Typography, set over the doore; but this is much contraverted by others, who strive for the glory of it, besides John Guttenberg.

I was brought acquainted with a Burgundian Jew, who had married an apostate Kentish woman. I asked him divers questions; he told me, amongst other things,