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No more to the home of my sire can I fly,
His hoar-kairs I have sunk in the grave...
Which in youth oft to others I gave!
To ease the load of human woes,
To give the troubled soul repose,
He raised, with gentle touch, the drooping head,
With sympathetic tenderness o’erflow:
Shut out from knowledge, sacred and refined ;
This state amended by your tender care,
Because we now can thus our thoughts express;
And all admire your ever bounteous hand;
And call for blessings on this favour'd land,
A PÀRENT'S OFFERING on a CHILDS BIRTH-I AFFECTION, my child, speaks the language of Tru
"Tis the voice of the parent--the guidance of youth ; Attend to its dictates, and, oh! may it prove The bliss of your life, and the fruits of my love. Revolving Time's circuit announces the morn In annual return, on which you were born, Your birth-day we hail, and to Heaven our prayer Address--that you ever its blessings may share. May your life in the future be mark'd ev'ry stage By the progress of virtue, to reverenc'd age; Let reason and sense, with reflection combin'd, Have their influence in forming the cast of your mind; Let your manners be gentle, and with them annex A mildness of temper, the pride of your sex ; Let goodness be ever your object in view, And instruction and knowledge the paths you pursue. In your breast cause a noble ambition to dwell, And your
fix'd resolution be that to excell: Ever feel for the wretched...and knowing the call To acts of compassion, shew kindness to all. Need I add, that your God's benedictions, accrue From the filial discharge of the duty that's due. May these be your own, and ever in store Be blessings for you when your parent's no more ! Anon
POETIC ANSWER to the ENIGMA in our last Number
IN CONSCIENCE we've a friend sincere,
His faithful judgment on our doubts.
He passes sentence on our thoughts:
NOTES TO CORRESPONDENTS. THE Road to Riches, Effusions of Gratitude, &c. are received ; als) the favours of H.-M.-P. D.-A. P.—and SYLYAB; together with several other Answers to the ENIGMA above alluded to, all of which have proved correct.
We are sorry at having overlooked the former communication by H. which was entirely an omission; as the postage of it, as well as of all the other contributions he has been so obliging as send us, was paid. We must refer M. M. to the first paragraph of p. 8 of Jur preface, lately published in the Supplementary Number to Vol. I.
HADDINGTON: Printed and Published, MONTILY, by G. MILLER & SON.
The Relapse :-or the sick-bed of Lewis in his brother's house.
THE CHEAP MAGAZINE.
BEING A CONTINUATION OF
LEWIS takes up his abode with Terence...Sickens... Pic
ture of a well-regulated family... Terence's house the abode of peace... Lewis removes to Dick's habitation... Finds it the seat of discord... Visits Roger and Lizzy... More bad effects of drunkenness... Traits of fraternal affection.....Betty's imprudent conduct....Ă lesson for wives... Life and death of a drunkard...Character of a good wife... A lecture to Betty... Reflections on brother
Method devised for his recovery...In what true wealth consists... The subject broached with caution.... The great regard of Lewis for his unhappy brother... Dick's penitence... Lewis begins his attempt at reformation... It meets with Betty's approbation... She agrees to his proposals... Lewis recovers apace... Terence well accommodated.....Examples of brotherly
love... Lewis becomes an inmate with Dick. SINCE Lewis had breathed the salubrious atmosphere the British Channel, his strength had recruited a little but the journey to Terence's house, though performed in a carriage, occasioned a relapse of the intermitting fever. Vol. II.
The joy of his return was sorrowfully alloyed to his brothers and sisters when they beheld him emaciated, sallow, and nervous. They all offered him the best accommodation they possessed; but Terence's house was the first in his way from the metropolis. There he had sickened, and there he remained from the end of autumn till late in the spring, and there he felt very comfortable.
Terence was bound to attend bis boys, and his wife was equally engaged in the girls' school for several hours every day; but their eldest daughter, a fine girl, eleven years old, was so handy and attentive, that her uncle was perfectly satisfied; and when he could bear to speak, or be spoken to, bis nephew,
of age, was a pleasant, easy, and animated companion.
Lewis had always a tenderness for children, and while at L.-Lodge, spent as much time as he could command with his sister in the nursery.
He was enchanted with the beauty, docility, and sprightliness of Terence's little
His wife and he agreed most cordially in their management. Their children were restrained by gentle fumness, in the first stage of infancy, and as their understanding opened, and their principles became settled, a greater imeasure of liberty was granted to them.
Tears, murmurs, or lamentations, were scarce ever known in this humble dwelling, where reason, and not arbitrary power, governed the numerous individuals.
In the beginning of summer, Lewis was able to accept the repeated invitations he had received from Dick and his wife; and there he saw with painful certainty, that with all the means that could be desired in their station, they were strangers to comfort. Dick's frequent transgressions against sobriety, his wife's ill temper, and the turbulence of their children, poisoned all the gratifications that wealth afforded them. As soon as decency would
permít, Lewis proceeded to Roger's house: He had not been two years married. His wife was nursing a fine boy. Lizzy's house was in the same street. She had a boy two years old, and an infant girl. The saturday after Lewis came to town, Dick attended a cattle-market there; and after drinking all the night, thundered at Roger's door about midnight. The family were asleep, but Dick made sach an uproar, that his brother and sister-in-law got up and offered him a bed—but he insisted on seeing Lewis, and to make him promise to return with him next day. In short, the disturbance and concern hè created to the invalid, occasioned a violent attack of his nervous complaints. Dick slept till a very late hour on Sunday--but when he recalled to mind his own conduct, and was informed of its effect on his brother, he tore his hair, and with frantic denunciations of vengeance on himself, terrified every one but Roger, who, seizing his hand, said to him : “ What is past cannot be mended, but you may make things worse. Lewis's life depends on keeping him quiet. If he hears you, it will kill him outright.”
“Kill him!” said Dick; “If I had twenty lives I would value them no more than a pin's point to his. The first time I seed his blessed face, he saved me from being shot, or flogged, worser than fair death and, Oh! rascallion--I have, may-be, kilt him, Oh! that my heart's blood could do him good.”
“No, Dick,” said Roger, “your heart's blood could be of no avail—but I think I could tell you what would calm his, trembling fits."
" Name it then,” said Dick, “and if I don't try to fetch it from the world's end, call me black-hearted scoundrel forever."
"You can easily bestow it, and you only can bestow it," said Roger.