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treasury, and a dissected territory, are things which surround with sinister presages the House of Austria. Her foreign rivals, to the east, to the north, and to the south, are incited to press on in their respective lines of policy by the evident embarrassment and alarm of the cabinet of Vienna. Russia has her designs, more than commenced, upon the Sclavonian populations; Prussia has affected to take the lead in the affairs of Germany; and in northern Italy the national competitor for power is to be found in the House of Savoy. With each of these states Austria has formed close alliances, for the purpose of crushing popular movements and checking the advancement of the time; but each of them will prove her formidable rival and opponent whenever it is discovered that the true basis of their power is the national development of their respective dominions.-Times.

From the New Orleans Tropic. SCENES IN THE SUBURBS OF MATAMOROS.

AFTER you get over the ferry, you have an open and picturesque road before you of nearly half a mile to the city of Matamoros. Much to interest presents itself, for everything, to American eyes, is unlike the familiar road side.' The hedge of a small cotton field, now broken down in places, is worthy of attention, for it is characteristic of the fences of the country. There being no timber to split into "rails" the Mexican cannot disfigure the landscape with those awful" worm fences" that so mar our own fields; on the contrary, he plants with some care the thorn bushes and the delicate brush that everywhere grow spontaneously; strengthening them with the trunks of the palm

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the inhabitants indulge in. It was a mere lodging room after all, in rainy weather, for the Mexicans of the poorer classes live out of doors, sleep under the shade of their stunted trees, or upon the door steps of their rude houses.

The house is "a mere form," equally enjoyed by hens and chickens, pigs, goats, fleas, and other domestic animals. The kitchen garden" seemed inviting, though in waste; figs were ripening upon a wilderness of luxuriant trees, pomegranates, with their russet sides, met the eye-tall green corn, of the best quality, waved in the constant breeze, and on the ground, there ripened in modest obscurity squashes that in size seemed to show a near relationship to the succulent pumpkin. In front of the house I noticed a large hole, occasioned by a shot thrown in the bombardment; in the inside of it one of our own troops was sitting very comfortably on a bench, eating hot corn, evidently set before him by a Mexican woman, who, though she did no credit to her sex in the way of personal beauty, seemed to honor it by her hospitality.

Just beyond this thatched house, you are turned off the road by the "Sand-bag-fort battery," a rough work, that afforded protection to three or four pieces of artillery in the bombardment of Fort Brown. The rain had already washed down some parts of the walls, and two or three big-headed mules seemed to hold it in full possession.

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The road everywhere is pleasant, and cottages were filling up with "cake and beer shops;" the Americans, like their progenitors across the waters," must be well fed to fight well, and this characteristic is taken advantage of to the great profit of innumerable hangers-on of the camp. In one of these little shops I found the stock to consist of an empty claret box, a jug of whisky, two tin cups, a few pounds of maple sugar, a pail of Rio Grande water, and a Mexican saddle worth one hundred and fifty dollars.

A thousand vines and wild flowers soon tressel over this "breast work," binding it together in a solid mass; tropical birds, with gay plumage, bury themselves in its interstices. A Mexican hedge, You now get out of the fields and come into the therefore, soon becomes a formidable defence suburbs of the city; the road takes a sudden turn against a foe, defies the most viciously disposed to the right, and gives you an extended view down cattle, offers a shade at noon, and is the place of one of the streets that leads "way back toward resort for all the gay, the musical, and the beauti- Monterey."-On your left you perceive the tortuful of the feathered tribe. A large species of black-ous winding of the river, and upon the rolling land bird will much attract attention. It seems very tame and familiar; a pair would generally be seen together mounted on some high limb, and performing a series of bowings and contortions truly wonderful to behold, throwing their heads into the air, burying them under their wings, then turning their feathers up with all imaginable roughness, and giving utterance to the strangest varied scream ever heard, the conclusion of which is like the whizzing, crashing sounds made by the breaking off and falling of a heavy limb of a tree. Birds with a pale ashy plumage, and tails resembling those denominated" of Paradise," flitted about, and a miniature dove, not larger in its body than a robin, pecked modestly in the dust-the most beautiful and loveable bird we ever saw.

are the thousand tents belonging to our army. The tents stretch out before you for miles, until they grow into seeming white spots, like snow balls resting on the bluish sward. Nearer to you is an unfinished powder magazine; the workmen have abandoned it after raising its thick square wallsthe ruins of houses are hidden away among the long weeds-a ranchero wends his way across the broken field, and two or three soldiers off duty stop him, to hold a long conversation in Irish and English, and Spanish, and although they are entirely unacquainted with each other's language, they seen very familiar and agreeable companions.

A very thick-set, 1. rmer looking old gentleman, in a linen roundabout, and remarkable for short legs and long body, mounted on a snow-white This hedge led to a poor Mexican farmer's cot- charger, followed by a mounted dragoon, most tage, facing close upon the road, and as it repre- perpendicular in his saddle, and covered with trapsents its class it is worth examination. The walls pings, passes by. If you inquire who that is, you of it are made of reed, about three or four inches will be laughed at, for it 's the commander-in-chief thick, and ingeniously held together by others of the army of occupation, and he is going over running crosswise, not unlike rude basket work." to consult with several officers," about something The rafters of the house are made of gigantic reed, he made up his mind should be done "nolens vothatched securely from admitting the rain, by long lens," a month ago. salt marsh grass, cut about the mouth of the Rio Grande. There were no windows-two doors, situated on either side, admit all the light and air

Turning up the road into the city, you pass ove a very handsomely constructed bridge laid in waterproof cement; it was a public work of the better

days of the Mexican republic; on the other side rise tall trees for the country, giving to it a picturesque and rural appearance; cleverly over it, and you are in the city. On your right is a large brick house of a wealthy citizen, who was a colonel of militia on the 8th and 9th; you are struck with its desolate front; it has not a window or door that is made for comfort or ornament, and those that present themselves are protected by thick heavy batten doors and blinds.

Up high in one corner of the front is something that looks much like a large cage. The cage is the balcony whereon at eve' steal forth the females of the family to enjoy the evening air; they are out of the reach of stolen kisses, or letters of love, and Mexican jealousy is somewhat appeased by this arrangement, while the lower part of the house, presenting a bare wall, protects both male and female from the assaults of sudden revolution, of lawless robbers, of plundering soldiery, and thefts of hungry officials; that house speaks a volume of melancholy detail of the social and political condition of Mexico.

"Hare is de Republica de Rio Grande y amiga de los pueblo, neu papier, one beet." A newspaper boy for the first time in the Republic of Mexico. He was looked upon by the inhabitants in favor of the old dynasty, as Indians look upon the appearance of bees; it showed that the white man was coming. He was an old boy, though young in newspapers, being full sixty years of age, but he does bravely. "Hare is de Republica." "Hold on there," cries a 66 volunteer," "let us have a number." All sad reflections upon the condition of Mexico, suggested by the prison-like appearance of the Mexican colonel's house, pass away, for intelligence had found wings, and those even in Mexico who run, can in future read; a new order of things had commenced, and sudden and singular improvements for the better were bound to follow in Matamoros.

on the cultivation of the country, the laziness of the inhabitants, the manners of the various classes, and the superstitious forms of the Romish church : together with some sketches of public men, and some statistical accounts, useful if correct. At other times they are less akin to the theme, though with an interest from their indications of American character; involving speculations as to what Mexico would be made in the hands of the "free and enlightened"-discussions on the interests of Great Britain to preserve peace between Mexico and the States, lest the export of the precious metals should be suspended-on the inferiority of the Mexican cavalry, and the incapacity of the Mexican army to wage war. Some of the others are remote, and rather dry; with notices and extracts touching Cortes and the early state of Mexico. In fact, the book seems to have been got up with some view to the interest attached to Mexico, and to have been written currente calamo from memory. This mode of composition has its advantages; it prevents, as General Thompson remarks, excess of detail: but the subjects should have been observed with reference to future publication, or the observer should have had a more vigorous and racy mind than this writer. General Thompson seems an excellent person, who really wishes to have a higher state of morality than his countrymen; but the chains of "a tyrant majority" are too strong for him. He is ever halting between two opinions; and though professing himself averse to the annexation of Texas and the seizure of California, he does not put his opinions upon any rule of right, but he thinks the United States territory quite large enough.

This national peculiarity is indeed a distinctive feature of the book, and almost the only one it possesses. In Europe, writers vary with their class. The lawyer-author is shrewd, sensible, and worldly, in his observations, and clear if not close in his style cæteris paribus, the medical man is as sensible and penetrating, but not perhaps so tangible, and more professional in his choice of topics: the private gentleman has his distinctive traits in GENERAL WADDY THOMPSON'S RECOLLECTIONS an agreeable but somewhat superficial observation,

OF MEXICO.*

From the Spectator.

a less direct tone in his criticisms, and a nice disGENERAL THOMPSON was sent to Mexico in crimination where anything like personal charge 1842, as Envoy Extraordinary and Minister or personal feelings are involved: the diplomatist Plenipotentiary," to effect the release of such citi-or other public man has a larger view, a more zens of the United States as had joined that Texan business-like precision, and a still more guarded overland expedition, for purposes of territorial rob- style, (with the exception of Lord Londonderry :) bery, of whose well-deserved failure and sufferings and so on through every other kind of writer, Mr. Kendall published an account. The whether amateur or professional. The manner, general sailed from New Orleans, and reached Vera Cruz of an American, are always of the same cast. Of or rather, as Walter Scott said, the no manners, without incident; thence he proceeded to Mexico by diligence, himself on the box, without further course, individual qualities will have their play. incident than daunting some robbers by the display The man of vigorous mind will write in a more vigof the arms of the corps diplomatique. On his arorous style than the feebler-minded person; the ratrival at the capital, he effected his business in ex-tling go-ahead speculator will strike off a more cellent style, as he gives us to understand; and rapid narrative than the sedate and elderly individmade a good arrangement in reference to some claims on behalf of his government, though the senate dis-allowed one of his principal items: he also made a single excursion in the vicinity to examine Tezcuco and the pyramids in its neighborhood. In this summary is comprised the story of his journey.

The substance of the book consists of the narrative, expanded by reflections and disquisitions. Sometimes these are spontaneous, and spring naturally from the circumstances-such as remarks

* Published by Wiley & Putnam.

ual; a man with imagination will display a more florid manner than he who has none; and some traits of vocation will probably peep out, especially in the divine. But there will throughout be a famened," who is less distinguished by having no suily likeness. We recognize the "free and enlightperiors than by having everybody for an equalexcept indeed the blacks; though General Thompson struggles hard for an exception as regards private service.

"The President has a very splendid barouche drawn by four American horses, and I am ashamed to say driven by an American. I can never be

come reconciled to seeing a Native American performing the offices of a menial servant; but I felt this the more on seeing a foreigner and in a foreign land thus waited on by one of my countrymen. I was more than ever thankful that I lived in that portion of our country where no man is theoretically called a freeman who is not so in fact, in feelings, and in sentiments; no decent Southern American could be induced to drive anybody's coach or clean his shoes. I have no doubt that if the liberties of this country are ever destroyed that they will perish at the ballot-box; men whose menial occupations degrade them in their own self-esteem, and deprive them of the proud consciousness of equality, have no right to vote. From the general character of our author's reminiscences, coupled with the fact that all he saw, and a good deal more, has been described with greater freshness and vivacity by other writers, they do not furnish much matter for interesting quotation. We will rather address ourselves to the more political parts of the lucubration. Here, in surveying the inside of the Cathedral at Mexico, is a feeling analogous to that which Blucher is said to have more tersely expressed when taken to the top of St. Paul's.

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"As you walk through the building, on either side there are different apartments, all filled, from the floor to the ceiling, with paintings, statues, vases, huge candlesticks, waiters, and a thousand other articles, made of gold or silver. This, too, is only the every-day display of articles of least value; the more costly are stored away in chests and closets. What must it be when all these are brought out, with the immense quantities of precious stones which the church is known to possess? And this is only one of the churches of the city of Mexico, where there are between sixty and eighty others, and some of them possessing little less wealth than the cathedral; and it must also be remembered, that all the other large cities, such as Puebla, Guadalajara, Guanajuato, Zacatecas, Durango, San Luis, Potosi, have each a proportionate number of equally gorgeous establishments. It would be the wildest and most random conjecture to attempt an estimate of the amount of the precious metals thus withdrawn from the useful purposes of the currency of the world, and wasted in these barbaric ornaments, as incompatible with good taste as they are with the humility which was the most striking feature in the character of the founder of our religion, whose chosen instruments were the lowly and humble, and who himself regarded as the highest evidence of his divine mission, the fact that to the poor the Gospel was preached.' I do not doubt but there is enough of the precious metals in the different churches of Mexico to relieve sensibly the pressure upon the currency of the world, which has resulted from the diminished production of the mines, and the increased quantity which has been appropriated to purposes of luxury."

We believe this estimate of the wealth of the church in Mexico to be much exaggerated; but the fact does not alter the view, although in another place the general thinks no enemy would rob the churches.

The following account of the Mexican cavalry and things in general is from a discussion about their military establishment and its discipline. The lasso, though doubtless absurd in such a battle as Waterloo, might not be altogether so ridiculous in an irregular contest on the prairies or swamps with small bodies of inexperienced infantry.

"I should regard it, [the cavalry,] from the diminutive size of their horses, and the equally diminutive stature and feebleness of their riders, as utterly inefficient against any common infantry. I said so in conversation with Colonel B―n, an officer who had seen some service, and had some reputation. I was not a little amused at his reply. He admitted that squares of infantry were generally impregnable to cavalry, but said it was not so with the Mexican cavalry, that they had one resource by which they never had any difficulty in breaking the square. I was curious to know what this new and important discovery in the art of war was, and waited impatiently the push of his one thing,' when to my infinite amusement he replied—the lasso; that the cavalry armed with lassos rode up and threw them over the men forming the squares, and pulled them out, and thus made the breach. I remembered that my old nurse had often got me to sleep when a child by promising to catch me some birds the next day, by putting salt on their tails, which I thought was about as easy an operation as this new discovery of the Mexican colonel. I had read of kneeling ranks and charging squadrons,' but this idea of lassoing squadrons was altogether new to me. Bonaparte fought and gained the battle of the Pyramids against the best cavalry in the world, the Mamelukes, entirely in squares. He lost the battle of Waterloo because the British squares were impenetrable to the next best, the French cavalry, during all that long and awful conflict. The idea, however, of the lasso did not occur to the Mamelukes in Egypt, nor to Bonaparte at Waterloo. I was reminded of the equally novel attack of the Chinese upon the English, when they were all formed in battle array, and the Chinese threw somersets at them instead of cannonballs and shells.

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"The Mexican army, and more particularly their cavalry, may do very well to fight each other; but in any conflict with our own or European troops, it would not be a battle but a massacre.

From the Spectator.

DEATH OF MR. HAYDON.

MR. HAYDON, the painter, died by his own hand on Monday, at his house in Burwood Place, Edgware Road. The unfortunate gentleman had suffered from pecuniary difficulties for many years, and recently they had become very pressing. He had expected relief in his present emergency from a source that failed him; and this disappointment preyed upon Mr. Haydon's mind. On Monday morning he rose at an early hour, and went out; but returned at nine o'clock, apparently fatigued with walking. He then wrote a good deal. About ten he entered his painting-room, where he was in the habit of locking himself in when earnestly engaged. He afterwards saw his wife, who was dressing to visit a friend at Brixton, by her husband's special desire; he embraced her fervently, and then returned to his studio. About a quarter to cleven, Mrs. Haydon and her daughter heard the report of a pistol; but as the troops were exercising in the park, they took little notice of it. Mrs. Haydon went out. About an hour after, Miss Haydon entered the studio, and beheld her father crouched upon the floor, dead. The inquest that followed disclosed one of the saddest tales ever unfolded before a coroner.

The Jury, under Mr. Wakley's direction, assembled on Wednesday morning, at a tavern near

he tried to avoid meeting the members of his family more than usual." She did not know he pos sessed a pistol, and thought he might have purchased it when he went out on Monday morning. Two female servants were examined; but their evidence was only confirmatory of that given by Miss Haydon.

the residence of the deceased. After they had been sworn they proceeded to view the body. On entering the principal apartment on the first floor, (which was used as a painting-room,) a dreadful sight presented itself. Stretched on the floor immediately in front of a colossal picture, (" Alfred the Great and the First British Jury,") on which the unhappy artist appears to have been engaged The Reverend Orlando Hyman said he was a up to his death, lay the corpse of an aged man, stepson of deceased. He observed a great alterahis white hairs saturated with blood, in a pool of tion in Mr. Haydon's countenance on Saturday. which the whole upper portion of the body was He was eccentric from his youth; and had latterly lying. The head partially rested upon his right | become more so. He kept a diary of the principal arm; near to which were lying two razors, the occurrences of his life. The coroner here proone in a case, and the other smeared with blood, duced a large folio manuscript volume, the last half open, by its side. There was also near the diary of the deceased; and he requested Mr. Hysame spot a small pocket-pistol, which appeared man to mark such passages as might throw any to have been recently discharged, though it was on light upon the state of deceased's mind recentlyhalf-cock when discovered. The deceased ap- taking care not to disclose any family secrets; peared to have fallen in the exact position in which these passages Mr. Hyman would read to the he was seen by the jury. He was dressed with jury. After a short interval, Mr. Hyman said he great neatness, in the ordinary attire which he was prepared for the task. He had thought it wore while engaged in painting. His throat had better to go back to the month of April; at which a frightful wound extending to nearly seven inches period the failure of the exhibition of his picture in length; and there was also a perforated bullet- of the "Banishment of Aristides" had affected wound in the upper part of the skull over the deceased very much. He had built his hopes on parietal bone. Everything in the room had been that, and considered it the last thing he could do the subject of extraordinary and careful arrange- to extricate himself from his difficulties. He was ment. Mr. Haydon had placed a portrait of his much attached to his diary, and this was the twentywife on a small easel immediately facing his large sixth volume which he had filled. Mr. Hyman picture. On an adjoining table he had placed his proceeded to read from the diary. The first entry diary, which he kept with much care for many selected ran as followsyears past. It was open at the concluding page; "March 27.-I had my little misgivings to-day and the last words he had entered were "God on my way to the Egyptian Hall. The horse forgive me; Amen!" Packets of letters ad-attached to the cab in which I rode fell. Would dressed to several persons, and another document, any man believe this annoyed me? Yet the same headed "The last thoughts of Haydon, at half- accident occurred before the Cartoon contest." past ten o'clock, a. m., June 22, 1846," were This entry is succeeded by the following quotaalso placed upon the same table; with a watch, tion from Canning, in reference to Napoleon— and a prayer-book, open at that portion of the gospel service appropriated to the sixth Sunday after the Epiphany.

The jury returned to the tavern. The first witness examined was Miss Mary Haydon, the daughter of the deceased; aged sixteen. Her father was sixty years of age in January last. She described the finding of his body on Monday morning, on her entering his studio. She had then just returned from accompanying her mother a short distance on her way to Brixton. She last saw her father alive at ten o'clock on Monday morning. He then looked agitated-more so than usual. She had never known him to make any attempt upon his life before. He was not under medical treatment. Mr. Coroner Wakley asked if he had complained of his head in any way of late? Witness" Yes; it was very unusual for him to do so, but on Sunday night last he did complain; and during the last two or three days I recollect to have seen him frequently put his hand up to his head." He had not slept well for the last three months. He did not seek medical advice; he did not seem to think it necessary. He was always in the habit of taking his own medicines. The coroner (to the jury)" Bless me! how extraordiary it is that persons will so neglect themselves. The number of lives annually sacrificed through a neglect of symptoms of this sort is perfectly monstrous." Miss Haydon continued-Mr. Haydon was a man of very temperate habits. "I have noticed that he had a very different expression of countenance during the last three days. He was very silent during the whole of that period, and apparently absent in his mind. I cannot say that

"All is still but folly: his final destruction can neither be averted nor delayed, and his unseasonable mummeries will but serve to take away all dignity from the drama and render his fall at once terrible and ridiculous."

The next entries read were

"March 31-April fool day to-morrow. In putting my letters of invitation to a private view into the post, I let 300 of them fall to the ground. Now for the truth of omens."

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April 4.-The first day of my exhibition being opened, it rained all day; and no one came, Jerrold, Bowring, Fox, Maule, and Hobhouse, excepted. How different would it have been twenty-six years ago the rain would not have kept them away then.

"Receipts, 1st day,
Christ entering Jerusalem,' 1820.
"197. 16s.

"Receipts, 1st day,
"Banishment of Aristides,'

17. 1s. 6d.

"In God I trust: Amen."

"April 13.-17. 3s. 6d. An advertisement of a finer description could not have been written to catch the public; but not a shilling more was added to the receipts. They rush by thousands to see Tom Thumb. They push-they fightthey scream-they faint-they cry Help and Murder!' They see my bills and caravans, but do not read them: their eyes are on them, but their sense is gone. It is an insanity-a rabies furor-a dream-of which I would not have believed Englishmen could be guilty. My situation

is now one of peril, more so than when I began Solomon' thirty-three years ago. Involved in debt-mortified by the little sympathy which the public displayed towards my best pictures with several private engagements yet to fulfil, I awoke, as usual, at four o'clock this morning. My mind was immediately filled with the next picture of my series. I felt immediately, Is it the whispering of an evil or good spirit?' but believing it to be for good, I called on my Creator, who has led me through the wilderness during forty years, not to desert me at the eleventh hour." Mr. Hyman explained that the series of pictures which the writer referred to were six large paintings which he intended for the Parliament Palace. Mr. Hyman further stated, in reference to the religious expressions interspersing the diary, that the deceased was a very pious man; and in making his daily entries, generally commenced them with the following prayer-"Oh, God, bless me through the evils of this day!" or a somewhat similar aspiration.

A medical gentleman was now examined as to the cause of death. He said it was loss of blood from the wound in the throat; which must have been inflicted by deceased himself.

Mr. Hyman resumed his extracts from the diary; commencing with an entry made on the 21st of April, in which the unfortunate man had noted down the number of visiters to his own exhibition during one week as 1334, while Tom Thumb's levee during the same period had been attended by 12,000 persons. The coroner inquired whether the deceased had not left a letter addressed to Mrs. Haydon? Mr. Hyman replied that he had, and also one to each of his children. He handed to the coroner a packet containing the letters in question. It was addressed, "To Mrs. Haydon, my dearest love," and sealed in red wax, with his own coat of arms. The coroner desired Mr. Mills, his deputy, to read the letters severally. The first read was addressed to Mrs. Haydon, as follows

“London, Painting-room, June 22. "God bless thee, dearest love! Pardon this last pang! Many thou hast suffered from me! God bless thee in dear widowhood: I hope Sir

Robert Peel will consider that I have earned a pension for thee. A thousand kisses.

"Thy dear husband and love to the last, 66 B. R. HAYDON. "Give dear Mary 107., and dear Frank 107.; the rest for your dear self of the balance from Sir

Robert's 501.

"Mrs. Haydon."

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God bless thee, Frederick, and render thee an honor to this country.

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Thy affectionate father, B. R. HAYDON. "To Mr. Frederick Haydon, R. N."

The next was to his son Frank

ever been, and love thy dear mother forever. Be pious, and trust in God.

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Thy affectionate father, B. R. HAYDON. "To Miss Mary Haydon."

Mr. Hyman returned to the diary, and read the following extracts

"May 4.-I have just received a lawyer's letter, the first for a long time. I have called on the writer, who is an amiable man, and has promised to give me time. I came home under mingled feelings of sorrow, delight, anxiety, and anticipation, and sat down to my palette under an irritable influence. My brain became confused, as I foresaw ruin, misery, and a prison before me. I went on with my picture, and rejoiced inwardly at its effects; but my brain harassed and confused. Fell into a deep slumber, from which I did not awake for an hour: I awoke cold-the fire out— and went again to my picture.'

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"May 14.-This day forty-two years I left my native Plymouth for London. I have closed my exhibition with a loss of 1117. No one can accuse me of showing less talent or energy than twenty years ago.

May 21.-Worked hard at my picture, and advanced immensely. Felt uneasy because I could not give my dear son money to go and see his college-friends."

June 3.-Called on my dear friend Kemp, who advanced me some cash to get over my difficulties. By the time my pictures are finished they will be all mortgaged; but never mind, so that I get them done.'

"June 13.-Picture much advanced; but my necessities are dreadful, owing to the failure of my exhibition at the hall. In God I trust. It is hard this struggle of forty-two years' duration; but Thy will and not mine be done."

June 14.-0 God! let it not be presumption in me to call for Thy blessing on my six works. Let no difficulty on earth stay their progress. Grant this week Thy divine aid. From sources invisible raise me up friends to save me from the embarrassments which want of money must bring upon me; and grant that this day week I may be able to thank Thee for my extrication."

"June 15.-Passed in great anxiety, after harassing about for several hours in the heat of the

sun.

"June 16.-Sat from two to five o'clock staring at my picture like an idiot; my brain pressed down by anxiety and the anxious looks of my family, whom I have been compelled to inform of my condition. We have raised money on all our silver to keep us from want in case of accident. I and to

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The next letter was addressed to his son Fred-have written to Sir Robert Peel, to erickstating that I have a heavy sum to pay. I have offered The Duke's Study' to Who answered first? Tormented by Disraeli, harassed by public business, up came the following letter. "Whitehall, June 16. "SIR-I am sorry to hear of your continued embarrassments. have at my disposal, I send, as a contribution for From a limited fund which I your relief from these embarrassments, the sum of £50. I remain, sir, your obedient servant, "ROBERT PEEL. "Be so good as to sign and return the accompanying receipt.'

"God bless thee, dear Frank; continue in virtue and honest doing.

"God bless thee.

Thy affectionate father,
B. R. HAYDON.

"To Mr. Frank Haydon."

This was to his daughter

"God bless thee, my dearest daughter Mary; continue the dear good innocent girl thou hast

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