nished by the Austrians and Piedmontese. It was, therefore, thought necessary that his secretary should appear to be an officer, and Hume was accordingly disguised in scarlet. : “ Having thus given an account of his exterior, it is but fair that I should state, that of all the philosophers of his sect, none, I believe, ever joined more benevolence to its mischievous principles, than my friend Hume. His love to mankind was universal and vehement; and there was no service he would not cheerfully have done to his fellow-creatures, excepting that of suffering them to save their souls in their own way! He was tender-hearted, friendly, and charitable in the extreme; but the difficulty will now occur, how a man endowed with such qualities could possibly consent to become the agent of so much mischief, as undoubtedly has been done to mankind by his writings; and this difficulty can only be solved by having recourse to that universal passion, which has, I fear, a much more general influence over all our actions than we are willing to confess. Pride, or vanity, joined to a sceptical turn of mind, and to an education which, though learned, rather sipped knowledge than drank it, was, probably, the ultimate cause of this singular phenomenon ; and the desire of being placed at the head of a sect, whose tenets controverted and contradicted all received opinions, was too strong to be resisted by a man, whose genius enabled him to find plausible arguments suffi. cient to persuade both himself and others, that his own opinions were true. A philosophical knight-errant religion was the dragon he had vowed to vanquish, and he was careless, or thoughtless, of the consequences which might ensue from the achievement of the adventure to which he had pledged himself. He once professed himself the admirer of a young, beautiful, and accomplished lady at Turin, who only laughed at his passion. One day he addressed' her in the usual common-place strain, that he was abymé, anéanti (undone, annihilated)! Oh! pour anéanti, replied the lady, . ce n'est en effet qu’une operation tres naturelle de votre systeme. (Oh! as to being anihilated, that is, in fact, only a very natural operation of your system!) ”

A CURIOUS ACCUSATION. IN the town of F- , in France, when the news of the battle of Trafalgar began to circulate, the prefect ordered a search to be made for the authors of the report. This fact happened six months after the victory. About the same period half-a-dozen English prisoners, upon their parole, were confined, for having dined together in commemoration of that great event. The denunciation of the prefect's police on this occasion, afterwards seen at the municipality, is a curious specimen of the kind. It set forth, 1. That the prisoners had dined in the English fashion. 2. That they had drunk eighteen bottles of wine after dinner. 3. That they had talked politics all the evening. 4. That they had talked a great deal about Lord Nelson. 5. That they had burst out into loud fits of laughter, when they spoke of the French navy. 6. That they had made a great racket, and sung a great deal about two o'clock in the morning. This report, which a country magistrate in England would have laughed out of doors, if presented to him respecting French prisoners, was actually sent up by the prefect, accompanied with notes, to the minister of police, Fouché. · But here the farce ended : Fouché saw the ridicule of it, and ordered the prisoners to be released.

MARSHAL TURENNE. IT is recorded of the famous Marshal Turenne, that when he commanded the French army in Germany, deputies from a certain town came to his camp, and offered him a hundred thousand crowns, on condition that he would not march his army through their territory. “ As your town is not on the route which I in-. tend to take,” said he, “ I cannot in conscience accept the money you offer.”

MAGNANIMITY. IN the middle of the third century after Mahomet, one Jacub, from being originally a brazier, had made himself master of some fine provinces, which he governed at will, though professing (like the eastern governors

of late times) a seeming deference to his proper sovereign. The caliph, not satisfied with apparent subinission, sent a legate to persuade him into a more perfect obedience. Jacub, who was then ill, sent for the legate into his presence, and there showed him three things, which he had prepared for his inspection : a sword, some black barley-bread, and a bundle of onions. He then informed the legate, that should he die of his present disorder, the caliph, in such case, would find no further trouble. But, if the contrary should happen, there would be then no arbitrator to decide between them, excepting that, pointing tu the sword. He added, that if fortune should prove adverse, should he be conquered by the caliph, and stripped of his possessions, he was then resolved' to return to his ancient frugality, pointing to the black bread, and the bundle of onions.

A THEOLOGICAL DECISION. THE most curious anecdote of chivalry, now on re cord, occurs in the ecclesiastical history of Spain. Alphonso the ninth, about the year 1214, having expelled ihe Moors from Toledo, endeavoured to establish the Roman missal in the place of St. Isidore's. This very alarming innovation was obstinately opposed by the people of Toledo ; and the king found that his project would be attended with insuperable difficulties. The contest, at length, between the advocates of the two missals grew so serious, that it was mutually resolved to decide the controversy, not by a theological disputation, but by single combat; and, the champion of the Toledó missal proving victorious, the king gave up the point.

CATHARINE TUDOR. AT Lleweni (says Mr. Pennant, in his journey to Snowdon) is the portrait of a lady, exceedingly celebrated in this part of Wales; the famous Catherine Tudor, better known by the name of Catherine of Berain, from her seat in this neighbourhood. She was daughter and heiress of Tudor ap Robert Fycham of Berain. Her first husband was John Salusbury, and, on his death, she gave her hand to Sir Richard Clough. The tradi. tion goes, that, at the funeral of her beloved spouse, John Salusbury, she was led to the church by Sir Richard, and from the church by Morris Wynne of Gwedir, who whispered to her his wish of being her second.She refused him with great civility, informing him, that on her way to the church, she had accepted the proposal of Sir Richard; but assuring him, that he might depend upon being her third, in case she ever performed the same sad duty (which she was then about) to the knight. She was as good as her word. As soon as she had composed this gentleman, to show that she had no superstition about the number three, she concluded with Edward Thelwal of Plas y Ward, Esq. departed this life August 27, and was interred at Llanivydd, on the first of September, 1591.

MR. BRINDLEY. THIS gentleman once gave a striking proof of the effect produced on the mind, by keeping it constantly turned to one object. It is well known, that he was one of our greatest planners of canals. On one occasion, being called before a Committee of the House of Commons, he seemed to treat all rivers with such utter contempt, that one of the members was induced to ask bim for what object of utility rivers were designed. Mr. Brindley, after pausing a moment, replied, “To feed navigable canals."

HUGH PETERS AND CHRISTINA OF SWEDEN. THE notorious Hugh Peters pretended to be a great admirer of Queen Christina. Under this pretence, he had the boldness to charge Whitelocke, tbe Ambassador, with a letter from himself to her, and to send her, at the same time, as presents, an English mastiff dog, and a great cheese.* Whitelocke chose a seasonable moment to mention to Christina Hugh Peters's admi. ration, his letter, and his presents. She was more diverted than offended at his presumption. The letter, the mastiff, and the cheese, she gayly accepted,




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ON tbe Monday morning I breakfasted with a party of
friends, chiefly composed of English. The conversation
turning upon Rob Roy, the universal subject of dis-
course, we determined to devote an hour to Glasgow
Cathedral, so powerfully and accurately described by
the author of that novel. We proceeded up the High-
street by a gentle ascent. This street is dirty, uucouth,
and ancient, and betrays but little of its having been, á
century before, the residence of Scottish noblemen,
although their very mansions are still to be seen. At
the extremity of it we entered an open space, contain-
ing buildings interesting to the philanthrophist, the
christian, and the antiquary, I mean the Infirmary, and
the Cathédral. To the Cathedral, however, we hasten-
ed, after a slight glance at the Infirmary, the new
Barony Church, and the Barony Kirk. The gates of
the burialground were fastened. This did not prevent
us from gratifying our curiosity, for we all leaped the
wall, and found ourselves surrounded by a motley and
picturesque collection of tombs and tomb-stones of
various forms, decorated with skulls, Dutch cupids,

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