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O, would oblivion rise, and cloud
'Tis o'er, and thou shalt ne'er again, Thy memory for ever,
While o'er life's desart roaming, To quell the thought that swells so proud, Be bound by the alluring chain The springs of life to sever.
Of fair, deluding woman. G. F.
VARIETIES. CRITICISM. -A country fellow being men in disguise, or if not, which is the asked to give his opinion of a volume of man?' poems, which an acquaintance of his own IGNORANCE OF FEAR.-A child of one had published, seeined rather backward in of the crew of his Viajesty's ship Peacock, complying with the request, at last he was during thie action with the United States asked what he thought of them, when he vessel, Hornet, amused himself with chascompared them with any other poems which ing a goat between decks. Not in the least he had read, he replied, • I dinna ken, but terrified by destruetion and death all around he doesna say diel like Burns at a.' him, he persisted, till a cannon ball came
and took off both the hind legs of the goat, LANGUAGE. --A clergyman who now presides over a small parish in the High- tride her, crying, “ Now I've caught you.'
when seeing her disabled, he jumped azlands of Scotland, on being asked by a friend what language he thought most ex
Curious HANDBILI. --B--Y, mercer pressive, replied, had I to command an and sea-draper, High-street, llull. Sail. army, I would speak Latin ; had I a mis- ors rigged complete from stem to stern, tress to woo, French or Italian ; but if I viz. chapeau, mapeau, flying-gib, and had Deity to adore, it would be in Gaelic. tesh-jack; inner pea, outer pea, and cord
defender; rudder-case and service to the SOPHISTRY.— A gentleman called one day in autumn on a friend, who possessed lacings, gaskets, &c. &c.
same, up-traders, down-traders, fore-shoes, more wit than what commonly falls to the
With canras bags, share of the many, the day being uncom
To hold your cags, monly warm, he was surprised to see a
And chests to sit upon ; very large fire burning, and his friend per
Clasp knives, your meat spiring at every pore, bless me J
To cut and eat, am very sure there is no need for a fire in a day like this, o
When ship does lay along. you are mistaken,' he replied, “in such days as this, we best feel
ORIGIN OF THE TERJI GROG.--The Bri. the effects of a good fire, were it a very tish sailors had always been accustomed to cold day in winter, we would scarcely drink their allowance of brandy or rum know we had one on.
clear, till Admiral Vernon ordered those
under his command to mix it with water. ANECDOTE. —Moro, Duke of Milan, The innovation gave great offence to the having displayed before the foreign Am- sailors, and for a time rendered the combassadors his magnificence and his riches, mander very unpopular among them. which excelled those of every other Prince, The adıniral at that time wore a grogram said to them, ' Has a man, possessed of so coat, for which reason they nick-named much wealth and prosperity, any thing to him · Old Grog,'&c. Hence by degrees, desire in this world ? One thing only the inixed liquor he constrained them to said one of them,-'a nail to fix the wheel drink, universally obtained among them the of Fortune.'
name of grog. ELOPEMENT. -A dandy, who recently A GENUINE BULL.Susan !' said an underwent the fatigue of an excursion to Irish footman the other day to his fellowScotland with an heiress, in the hurry of servant," what are the bells ringing for such affairs, took his bride before the priest again!'- In honour of the Duke of in a riding-coat. Before proceeding with York's birth-day, Mr. Murphy: – Be aisy his brief ceremony, the wag looked atten- now,' rejoined the Hibernian, "none of tively at the parties, and said, “ But, to yonr blurney--sure, 'twas the Prince Reprevent any mistakes hereafter, tell me, gents on Tuesday, and how can it be bis without prevarication, if ye are both wo- brother's to-day, unless indeed they were
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sible in the fitful light that came from
the embers of a wood fire. The thing OR, RETRIBUTION.
seemed to be nestling there as if for Yesterday—(so writes Mr. M. to shelter against the cold-it was in the one of his frievds)—was the wedding month of January—and at last it mutof the lovely Bildac with the young tered, · Have n't warmed myself for Saintville, at which I, as a neighbour, a long time ! cold! cold ! cold !' of course was present. The day pas- I confess to you, friend—for why sed with the customary mirth of such should I deny it?--that a shudder occasions; but the night brought with came over every part of me; yet still it an adventure scarcely credible, and I gazed on the spectre- I could not certainly without example.
help gazing on him. I could cven • When the hour came for breaking distinguish that the figure was that of up, I was shown, for want of better an old man, almost wasted tó-a skeleaecommodation, into a room imme- ton, and more than half naked, who mediately below the turret ; and, ex-stretched out his withered 'hands tohausted by the mirth of the day, I wards the fire ; it seemed by the aésoon fell into a slight slumber. It tion, and the rapid motion of his lips, *could not have lasted long-perhaps that he was imprecating curses on the not more than half an hour—when I house, and devoting it to ruin. I was awakened by the rattling of chains could not have borne this much longer above me. At first I thought it was -hunan nature must have súnk un"Fancy, and langhing at my own mo- der it. mentary weakness, I again laid my A few minutes only, and the aged head on the pillow, and it must have figure tottered, and fell on its knees, been near day-break, when the same sobbing and praying. I could plainly noise again interrupted my sleep.-make out the words God! Ó "Thoroughly roused by this, I listened God! How just are thy dispensaand distinctly heard the dragging of a tions ! At these words I started up "chain on the stones. Then I heard in my bed, and at the rustling of the footsteps__beat-beat-beat. On a clothes, the thing on the hearth exsudden mý door flew operi, the chains claimed, ---- Is there any one in this `rattled dose beside me, and there was bed?'
spectre on the hearth; distinctly.vi-! Yes,' I replied, drawing back the
curtains and who are you, old to lord it over my lands—to have all man?'
the pride, and the luxury, and the : The most wretched creature on pomp, and the observance that waits the face of earth. More I ought not on wealth and power. He seized me to say to you; but it is so long since at midnight, and having chained me I have seen a human face-so long in the turret above, by the aid of since I have heard a human voice- two ruffians->well paid no doubt for I needs must speak! I needs must the purpose—he deceived the world
by a false report of my sudden death : My fears of a spectre had now sub- then followed a mock funeral and sided into pity for a poor old man, my friends were following my coffin to whom I half suspected to be a maniac. the grave, while I was moistening my I therefore hastily flung on my dress- solitary meal with my tears. From ing-gown, and took my seat beside the turret above, I saw my own hearse him-a mark of confidence which I heard the tolling of the death-bell. -moved him again to tears. He took How soon will it really toll for me! me by the hand with an expression —but no-no bell will toll for my not soon to be forgotten.
death-no grave will be dug for my 1. Good man! good man! I will bones no priest will speak a blessing tell
you all.—But first say, why are over my tomb.—No-nom I shall not you in this horrible chamber, which amidst the dust of my turret, till I am else, has been deserted for many, many as that dust.-0, if they had not left years?. What was all the tumult of my door open, by mere chance, in the this morning? Has any thing extra- bustle of this morning, I never had ordinary. happened ?'
again seen a human face, for my jailors On my telling him of the marriage are not human.' of the fair, Bildac, he stretched out his My first idea, on recovering from arms and said,~Has Bildac a daugh- the surprise of this stury, was to free ter? Is she married ? God in hea- the old man from his horrible impriven bless them! and keep their hearts sonment ; but he refused my offer, free from sin—from the curse that declaring that he would not bring rests on their race: I am Bildac, the such shame on his innocent grandgrandfather of the bride, whom my child, who must, in some measure, be monster of a son—yet no–I do not affected by the publication of her fa
I have no right to accuse.' ther's guilt. All this was true enough, The words, Do you really live, but it did not quite satisfy me; such or are you only a spectre ?' were trem- self-denial was something more than bling on my tongue; but I did not extraordinary, and I persisted in my speak. The old man probably gues- resolution, Oppression,' I said, sed them from my manner, as he in- has, for the moment, enfeebled your stantly went on, as if in answer- mind, as well as body, but follow my
It is no spectre that you see be- advice, and all may yet be well. fore
you, but a living man-a man There will be time enough hereafter who is not dead, though his coffin is to consider, as to the means of restorin the grave the living grandfather ing you to the world; the immediate of the bride, whose bridal you have business is to free you
from this day celebrated. But I'lived too finement, and that may be done by long.-My son— his heart is hard! your following me, without delay, to --My son thirsted to be my heir— my castle ; there you can remain in
you see it
secret, till we have resolved on what grave, and swear never again to leave measures are best to be adopted.' • I acknowledge your goodness
I could neither stir nor answer, and would to God that I could take ad- the old man went his way unhindered vantage of it! But 0, I may not by me. It is impossible to describe cannot-follow you.'
to you the horror of that moment, or * Then do you remain, while I an- the state of my mind when the first nounce your situation to the governor shock had passed by: and I began to of the province, and we shall then consider what was fittest to be done free you by open force, from your un- under such awful circumstances. To natural son.'
give both the offenders up to justice • Not for the world! Do not, I was the most obvious line of conduct, conjure you, abuse your knowledge but what then would become of the of my sad secret! Let me die here innocent daughter, and why was I to -monster as I am, unfit to be again take on myself to be the minister of in the light of heaven !Look here vengeance? No,' I said internally look at this hand-do
No, I will not disturb the peace do you see the mark of blood ?-of of the young and innocent I will not my father's blood ? I too thirsted for usurp the office of my Maker, who a father's inheritance.I too would has said, have lands, and wealth, and power! Vengeance is mine, and when the hour shal
be, I will requite them. --but I went to work a darker way than son did I murdered
father He only made a prisoner of his.'
AUSTIN;-A TALE: A frenzy seemed to possess the old
On one of those fine Autumnal evenings, man as he said this; he tore his hair that Geofry Crayons could well describe, and rolled about on the floor like one and which I delight to contemplate, I took in convulsions, while I stood rooted a walk into the country. All was still and to my place, speechless and motion- serene—the voice of man was not to be less. There was a long silence, in- heard-the noisy hum of the city was
faintly fading away in the distance, terrupted only by his groans, and the the feeble rays of the declining sun shed griashing of his teeth, that were shock- a dusky hue upon the scene. The air was ing beyond description, till at last his mild : it was like the bracing atmosphere passions subsided by their very vio- of spring, breathing over the maturity and lence. It was now day-break, and desolation of Autumn. I was sometimes
inclined to think that it was ushering in we heard a stirring in the passages in the life and warmth of summer, while below, which roused the old man to every object, upon which I cast my, eye, the full possession of his senses.
He bore the marks of decay. The fields were raised himself slowly from the floor, robbed of their load—the trees were strip
ed and bare-all were clothed in the sober without, however, lifting up his eyes livery of brown and yellow, and seemed to me as he spake :
to mourn the verdure that had passed away. ? You are filled with horror of me My mind accorded with the scene. Ά - I know it, though I dare not look softened melancholy brooded over my on you---I know it by your silence thoughts; and I pensively meditated over and it is right.---Farewell !-and, if my own misfortunes, and the folly of the
world. My love and my friendship had you can, forget that you have ever both been scared in their growth. . Decay seen the parricide. I go back to my lud zipped the foundation of my peace. ---