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his unfortunate master, retired to Cheshunt, in learned and elegant Historian of Music, md broHertfordshire, where, in 1754, the subject of this ther to Madame d'Arblay, the celebrated novelist, memoir was born. Charles, under the immediate and the late Dr Charles Burney. Admiral Burney, guardianship of his father, received an excellent at a very early period of his life, first as midship classical education, and was, at a proper season, man, afterwards as lieutenant, accompanied Capsent into France, to perfect himself in the language tain Cook in the two last of those enterprizing, of that country, a language which, from his perilous, and important voyages, which have re. youngest days, he spoke with the correctness and Hected so much honour on the late reign, and Huency of the most accomplished native. Being proved so beneficial to the general interests of designed by his friends for the medical profession, mankind. he was, on his return to England, placed as a pu 17. At Edinburgh, aged 52, Miss Grace Seller, pil with a London practitioner of eminence, and, daughter of the late Mr William Seller, Peterhaving obtained a competent knowledge of phar- head. macy and surgery, entered into the sea service At Weymouth, Charles Kerr, Esq. late of as a surgeon, in which capacity he made several Abbotrule. voyages. Being tired of this service, he entered At Kenleith, Helen, third daughter of Mr into an engagement with Mr Tait Wilkinson, and William Watson, farmer there. made his first appearance on the stage at York, At Ormsary, Alexander Campbell, Esq. of in 1775, in the character of Carlos, in the Fop's Ormsary. Fortune, under the assumed name of Raymur. 20. Åt St James's Square, Isabella," youngest Thence he went to Norwich, and afterwards to daughter of Mr James Wilson, British Linen Bath. At the death of the late Mr Farren, he en Company. tered into an engagement with Mr Harris, at Co 21. At Halloway Head, near Norwich, at the vent-Garden Theatre, where he appeared in 1797, extraordinary age of 121 years, Mr John Maddock. in the part of Shylock, in the Merchant of Venice. He retained his faculties to the last. In characters of sensibility and deep pathos, Mr At Castlecraig, Joanna Charlotte, daughter Murray has been unrivalled ; and in such parts as of Sir Thomas Gibson Carmichael, of Skirling, Old Norval, Lusignan, and Adam, “ we shall ne Bart. ver look upon his like again.” Mr Murray has 22. At Mary's Place, Stockbridge, in the 87th left a son and a daughter in the profession. The year of her age, Mrs Susan Stewart, relict of the latter (Mrs Henry Siddons) is highly distinguish- Rev. Alex. Davidson, late Minister of Stenton. ed as an actress, both in tragedy and in genteel At Lebanon, near Cupar Fife, Mr George comedy, and is the present proprietor of the Smith, late farmer Kinnaird. Theatre-Royal, Edinburgh. Her brother, Mr - At London, James Wilson, Esq. F. R. S. William Murray, the acting manager of that re Professor of Anatomy to the Royal College of spectable theatre, is also a great favourite in this Surgeons. city.

At Edinburgh, Mrs Lilias Carmichael, widow 10. At Restalrig, Alex. Duncan, Esq. W. S. of the late Mr John Carmichael, merchant in

Mrs Margaret Parlane, spouse of Dr Chas. Glasgow. Stuart, of Dunearn.

In Russel Square, London, aged 88, the 11. While travelling, within six posts of Flo Right Hon. Sir James Mansfield, late Lord Chief rence, the Countess of Besborough, sister of Earl Justice of the Court of Common Pleas. Spencer and the late Duchess of Devonshire. 24. At Stockbridge, Mrs Elizabeth Currie, wi

In Newhall Street, Liverpool, Edward Si dow of the late Lieut. Colonel Irving, of the 78th mon, aged 104 years and 22 days. He had been Regiment of Foot. employed as a labourer in the Docks near 70 - At his house, Canonmils, Mr Jas. Thomson, years. His mother died aged 103 years, his father da.mask weaver, Leith Wynd. 104 years, and his brother 104 years.

At New Rattray, Robert Birrell, Esq. late At Edinburgh, Mrs Isabella Wilde, relict of Provost of Kirkaldy. Robert Newall, teacher in Annan, and daughter At Alnmouth, after a short but severe illof the late James Wilde, teacher in Dumfries. ness, Eleanor Mary, eldest daughter of Mr Annett,

12. In Cumberland Place, New Road, London, of that place; and on the 15th April last, on board aged 70, the Hon. Mrs Mill, widow of the laté the Kent East Indiaman, on her passage to BomJohn Mill, Esq. of Noranside, Forfarshire. bay, Elizabeth Fenwick, youngest daughter of Mr 13. At Ayr, Major John Chalmers.

Annett, and wife of Andrew Gibson, M. D. civil At Broughton Place, Christopher Moubray, surgeon at the Court of Sattarah. late Cashier of the Friendly Insurance Office. 25. At Bedford Place, Alloa, Margaret, eldest

- At Greenock, after a lingering illness, John daughter of Alexander Macfarlane, Esq. Lawmont, Esq. surgeon, R. N. He was surgeon 26. At Kennington, near London, while on a of the Vincejo at the period of her capture, and visit to his friends, Mr Andrew Lawrie, late of the confidant of the lamented Captain Wright in Buccleugh Street, Edinburgh. the Tower of the Temple in Paris, and the last 27. At Edinburgh, Mr Luke Fraser, late one of friend who had access to his dungeon.

the Masters of the High School of this city, aged At Perth, John, the eldest son of Laurence

85 years. Craigie, Esq. of Glendoick.

28. At Woolwich, Lieut. Colonel James West, - James Dunlop, of Househill, Colonel of the Royal Artillery. Renfrewshire Militia.

30. At Craighouse, Miss Colquhoun, eldest 14. At West Wells, Wilts, aged 71, Lieut. Ge daughter of the ate Humphrey Colquhoun, Esq neral Kerr, formerly of the Hon. East India Com At Bankfoot, Mrs Jean Hay, relict of Alex. pany's service.

Robertson, Esq. one of the Principal Clerks of - At her house, Writer's Court, Mrs Mary Session. Hunter, in the 70th year of her age.

Lately. The Widow Crooks, of Fineshade, near - At his house, Robert Bruce, Esq. of Pitteadie. Doncaster. This poor woman was so impressed 15. At Dublin, at an advanced period of life,

with what she considered an evil omen, (an owl's Dr John Barrett, Vice-Provost of Trinity College flying three times across her on her way

from in that city.

church), that she actually became ill in conse 16. Of an apoplexy, in London, Rear-Admiral

quence, and died. Burney, F. R. s. in his 720 year, eldest son of the

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DEAR NORTH,

tered as plumbs in the holiday pudIt has often struck me with asto- dings of a Yorkshire boarding school, nishment, that the people of Ireland and scattered, for the same reason, just should have so tamely submitted to to save appearances, and give a title to Mr Thomas Moore's audacity, in pre- the assumed name. There's the Vale fixing the title of Irish to his melo- of Ovoca, for instance, a song upon a dies. That the tunes are Irish, I ad- valley in Wicklow, but which would mit; but as for the songs, they in ge- suit any other valley in the world, neral have as much to do with Ire- provided always it had three syllables, land, as with Nova Scotia. What an and the middle one of due length.. Irish affair for example" Go where Were I in a savage mood, I could glory waits thee,” &c. Might not it cut him up with as much ease as a have been sung by a cheesemonger's butcher in Ormond market dissects an daughter of High Holborn when her ox from the county of Tipperary; but master's apprentice was going in a fit I shall spare him for this time, inof valour to list himself in the third tending, if I have leisure, to devote Buffs, or by any other such amatory an entire paper to prove his utter inperson, as well as a Hibernian Virgin competence; at present I shall only And if so, where is the Irishism of the ask, whether, in these pseudo-Irish thing at all? Again,

Melodies, there is one song about our When in death I shall calm recline,

saints, fairs, wakes, rows, patrons, or

Is Bear my heart to my mistress dear ; *

any other diversion among us? Tell her it fed upon smiles and wine

there one drinking song which decent

individuals would willingly roar forth Tell her it fed upon fiddlesticks ! Pret- after dinner in soul-subduing soloes, or ty food for an Irishman's heart for the give to the winds in the full swell of a ladies ! Not a man of us from Carn- thirty-man chorus ? Not one-nosore Point to Bloody Forland would not one. Here am I, M. M. Mulligive a penny a pound for smiles; and gan—who, any night these twenty as for wine, in the name of decency, is years, might have been discovered by that a Milesian beverage ? Far from it him whom it concerned, discussing indeed ;

it is not to be imagined that my four-and-twentieth tumbler, and I should give five or six shillings for a giving the side of the festive board, or bottle of grape-juice, which would not the chair presiding o'er the sons of be within five quarts of relieving me light, with songs fit to draw nine souls from the horrors of sobriety, when for out of one weaver, and, of course, hearthe self-same sum I could stow under ing others in my turn-ready to declare my belt a full gallon of Roscrea, drink that never was song of Moore's sung beyond comparison superior. The idea in my company; and that is decisive. is in fact absurd. But there would be If any one should appeal from my long no end were I to point out all the un- experience-let such unbelieving perIrish points of Moore's poetry. Allu- son leave the case to any independent sions to our localities, it is true, we jury, selected indifferently from all dissometimes meet with, as thinly scat- tricts,—from the honest Inishowen

This expression, I own, is Irish; but it is lost by the common punctuation, mistress dear, which is just as bald an epithet as any man would wish to meet with on a day's joumey. Vol. X.

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consumers of the north, down to the can resist pressing of this kind, and I wet-gulleted devourers of Tommy yielded. Talbot, in the handsomest Walker in the south, and he will be manner, volunteered to set the airsconvinced. In fact, my dear North, for which, though I offered him in read over his “ Fill the bumper fair, stant payment, he would not suffer me and you will find, that instead of gi- to remunerate him in any other manving us a real hearty chanson-a-boire, ner than by permitting me to treat as we say in Dunkirk, you have a par- him to a hot glass. When it was askcel of mythological botheration about ed what would be the best vehicle for Prometheus, and other stale persone giving them to the public, we voted ages, which, in the days of heathen, that the only Irish Magazine, as you ism, would be laughed at for its igno. truly styled your great work last No rance, as it is now, in the days of Chris- vember, was the fit soil for the planting tianity, voted a bore for its imperti- of Irish melodies; and it was carried nence. And is this the national song- unanimously that they should be ine writer for this much-injured and hard- stantly transmitted to your care, Mr drinking island ?- Perish the idea !-- North. If you publish them, my fame, As an oratorical friend of mine once and that of my country, will be matesaid at an aggregate meeting in Fishe rially extended. I think you will find amble Street, such a thought is a stig- them superior to the mere milk-andma upon humanity, and a taint upon water affairs which you see in your the fiuer feelings of man !

every-day reading. A fair sort of young man, the Hon. I have not aimed, or rather Talbo Mr O'Callaghan, of the White Knight's has not aimed, at bothering the plain family, has been so struck with this and simple melody by any adventitious deficiency of Mr T. Moore, that he is airs and graces. You have them, ungoing to give us a number of melodies adorned, adorned the most—that is, in opposition to those of our little bard. stark-naked. The piano trashery has I wish him success, but I am afraid bedevilled the tunes given by Moore; that, though he is an ingenious per- and this is another instance of the son, he is not possessed of that ideal man's insufficiency. Just think of the faculty which is requisite for the task. piano being chosen as the instrument For fear he should fail, I have deter- for Irish airs, when he had, as a southmined to start, and shew the world a ern correspondent of yours sings, real specimen of true Irish melody, The harp or bagpipe, which you please, in a series of songs symphonious to to melodize with ! Moore first had Sir the feelings of my countrymen. Nei- John Stevenson as his composer, (who ther Moore nor O’Callaghan will, I now is at work for Mr OʻCallaghan) flatter myself, be much read after this and then he took up Bishop-both series of mine. I hate boasting ; but, friends of mine, with whom I often

- pocas polabras—as Christopher Sly have cleaned out a bottle, and therea observes.

fore I shall not say any thing derogaWe were talking about the business tory of either. In short, let the publast Thursday, at the Cock in Mary- lic judge between Moore, Mulligan, street, while Talbot was playing most and O'Callaghati-Bishop,

Talbot, and divinely on the Union pipes. There Stevenson-and God defend the right. were present Terence Flanagan, Pat. I shall make a few remarks on the Moriarty, Jerry O'Geogheghan, Phe- melodies I send, and then conclude. lim Macgillicuddy, Callaghan O'. Indeed I had not an idea of writing Shaughnessy, and some other equally half so much when I began. well-known and respected characters, Melody the first is theological, conwho are to a man good judges of punch, taining the principal acts of our naporter, and poetry; and they agreed tional Saint-his coming to Ireland on it would be a sin if I did not publish a stone-his never-emptying can, coma half-dozen of melodies, four of which monly called St Patrick's pot-his I wrote in the tap-room the night be changing a leg of mutton into a sala fore, just to get rid of a quarter of an mon in Lent time and his banishhour or so, while I was finishing a few ment of the snakes. Consult Jocelyn, pints in solitary reflection. No man or his translator, E. L. Swift, Esq. (1)

(1) The tune to which Mr Mulligan has put these words is a great favourite in Ireland. It is said the original words “ The night before Lary was stretched") were written by a very learned gentleman, who is now a dignitary of the established church in Ireland. It is a first-rate slang song. C. N.

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us.

Melody the second is pathetic, be on the spur of the occasion this morn

ing the Lamentation of a Connaught ing, at the time noted. It is to the Latest Ranger, discharged. I had eleven famous tune of Lillebullero-myuncle

cousins in that regiment. I may as Toby's favourite; and the tune, as well give it as my opinion, that the you may see, by Burnet, with which only cure for our present difficulties, Lord Wharton whistled King James, is to go to war without delay; and I of the unsavoury surname, out of venture to say, if an aggregate meet- three kingdoms. It is among us a

ing of the seven millions of us could party air, and called the Protestant zine, a

be called any where, a war would be Boys; but honest men of all parties
voted nem. con.
I don't much care must approve of my words.

They with whom, that being an after come home to every man's feelings. thought, but I certainly would prefer The last is sentimental. I wrote it having a shaking of those ugly-looking merely to prove I could write fine if garlic-eaters, the Spaniards, who are I liked ; but it cost me a lot of trouble. now so impudent as to imagine they I actually had to go to the Commercould have fought the French without cial Buildings, and swallow seven cups

I heard one Pedro Apodaca say of the most sloppish Bohea I could as much, and I just knocked him get, and eat a quartern loaf cut into down, to shew him I did not agree thin slices before I was in a fit mood to with him in opinion. I would en write such stuff. If I were to continue gage, that 200,000 men would be rai- that diet, I should be the first of your sed in a day in this country, and if we pretty song writers in the empire; but would not batter the Dons

I it would be the death of me in a week. leave it to the reader.

I am not quite recovered from that
The third is amatory. Compare this breakfast yet-and I do not wonder at
with the best of Tom Moore's ditties. the unfortunate figure the poor Cock-
But to be sure it is absurd to think of neys cut who are everlastingly suffer-
a man of his inches talking of making ing under the deleterious effects of
love to half the girls of the country, tea-drinking:
as he does in Little's poems.

I have scribbled to the end of my
The fourth is warlike---something paper, so must conclude. Believe me
in the manner of Sir Walter Scott's to be, my dear North,
Gatherings. It relates to a feud in

Your's truly,
Kerry. (2)

MORTY MACNAMARA MULLIGAX.
The hifth is convivial, and was ex P. S. Why don't you come to Dub-
tempore. I did not write it with the lin?
other four, but actually chaunted it 9, Suffolk Street, Nov. 16, 1820.

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(2) The tune of this (“ The Groves of the Pool") is indigenous of the South of Ireland. There is a capital song to this tune, by R. Millikin of Cork, beginning with

Now the war, dearest Nancy, is ended, and peace is come over from France." Mil. likin is the author of the Groves of Blarney, which Mathews sings with so much effect. The Standard-Bearer has supplied us with some lines on that unknown poet. See No. LVII. p. 382.

There is a sort of sketch of his life in Ryan's Worthies of Ireland. We should gladly make room for a fuller account, with specimens of his poetry. If it is good as we are sure it must-its locality will be of little consequence. C. N.

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