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of the same complexion ; and yet it was no balls for cricket, as the matter might be. uncomely visage either; on the contrary, it Those huge pockets of hers were a perfect was a bold, bluff, massive, English counte- toy-shop, and so the urchins knew. And the nance, such as Holbein would have liked to little damsels, their sisters, came to her also paint, in which great manliness and deter- for materials for dolls' dresses, or odd bits of mination were blended with much good hu- ribbon for pincushions, or coloured silks to mour, and a little humour of another kind; embroider their needle-cases, or any of the so that even when the features were in seem- thousand-and-one nick-knacks which young ing repose, you could foresee how the face girls fancy they want. However out of the would look when a broad smile, and a sly way the demand might seem, there was the wink, and a knowing nod, and a demure article in Mrs. Lane’s great pocket. She smoothing down of his straight, shining knew the tastes of her clients, and was never hair on his broad forehead, gave his wonted unprovided. And in the same ample receptacast of drollery to the blunt but merry trades. cle, mixed with knives, and balls, and pencils man, to whom might have been fitly applied for the boys, and doll's dresses, and some. the Chinese compliment “Prosperity is times even a doll itself, for the girls, might painted on your countenance."
be found sugar-plums, and cakes, and apples, Prosperous, most prosperous, has Stephen and gingerbread-nuts for the “toddling wee Lane been through life ; but by far the things” for whom even dolls have no charms. best part of his good fortune, (setting pecu. There was no limit to Mrs. Lane's bounty, or niary advantages quite out of the question,) to the good-humoured alacrity with which was his gaining the heart and hand of such she would interrupt a serious occupation to
as Margaret Jackson. In her satisfy the claims of the small people. Oh! youth she was splendidly beautiful-of the how they all loved Mrs. Lane ! luxuriant and gorgeous beauty in which Another and a very different class also Giorgione revelled--and now, in the autumn loved the kind and generous inhabitant of the of her days, amplified, not like her husband, Butter-market—the class whɔ, having seen but so as to suit her matronly character, she better days, are usually averse to accepting seems to me almost as delightful to look obligations from those whom they have been upon as she could have been in her earliest accustomed to regard as their inferiors. With spring. I do not know a prettier picture them Mrs. Lane's delicacy was remarkable. than to see her sitting at her own door, on a Mrs. Lucas, the curate's widow, often found summer afternoon, surrounded by her chil. some unbespoken luxury, a sweetbread, or so dren and her grandchildren-all of them forth, added to her slender order; and Mr. handsome, gay, and cheerful, with her knit- Hughes, the consumptive young artist, could ing on her knee, and her sweet face beaming never manage to get his bill. Our good with benevolence and affection, smiling on friend the butcher had his full share in the all around, and seeming as if it were her sole benevolence of these acts, but the manner of desire to make every one about her as good them belonged wholly to his wife. and as happy as herself. One cause of the Her delicacy, however, did not, fortunately long endurance of her beauty is undoubtedly for herself and for her husband, extend to its delightful expression. The sunshine and her domestic habits. She was well content harmony of mind depicted in her counte- to live in the coarse plenty in which her nance would have made plain features pleas- father lived, and in which Stephen revelled ; ing; and there was an intelligence, an and by this assimilation of taste, she not enlargement of intellect, in the bright eyes only insured her own comfort, but preserved, and the fair, expanded forehead, which min- unimpaired, her influence over his coarser, gled well with the sweetness that dimpled but kindly and excellent disposition. It was, round her lips. Butcher's wife and butcher's probably, to this influence that her children daughter though she were, yet was she a owed an education which, without raising graceful and gracious woman-one of na- them in the slightest degree above their stature's gentlewomen in look and in thought. tion or their home, yet followed the spirit of All her words were candid—all her actions the age, and added considerable cultivation liberal—all her pleasures unselfish; though, and plain but useful knowledge, to the strong in her great pleasure of giving, I am not manly sense of their father, and her own quite sure that she was so—she took such sweet and sunny temperament. They are extreme delight in it. All the poor of the just what the children of such parents ought parish and of the town came to her as a
The daughters, happily married in matter of course: that is always the case their own rank of life; the sons, each in his with the eminently charitable; but children different line, following the footsteps of their also applied to her for their little indulgences, father, and amassing large fortunes—not by as if by instinct. All the boys in the street paltry savings, or daring speculations, but by used to come to her to supply their several well-grounded and judicious calculation-by desires—to lend them knives, and give them sound and liberal views—by sterling sense string for kites, or pencils for drawing, or and downright honesty.
THE RANZ DES VACHES.
His retirement from business and from his cows look like stalled oxen; and the B occasioned à general astonishment leash of large, red greyhounds, on whose and consternation. He did not move very prowess and pedigree he prides himself
, and far. Just over the border line which divides whom he boasts, and vaunts, and brags of, the parish of St. Stephen, in the loyal and and offers to bet upon, in the very spirit of independent borough of B, from the ad- the inimitable dialogue between Page and joining hamlet of Sunham-that is to say, Shallow, in “ The Merry Wives of Windsor," exactly half a mile from the great shop in could no more run a course in their present the Butter-market, did Mr. Lane take up his condition than they could fly;-the hares abode, calling his suburban habitation, which would stand and laugh at thein. — Abridged was actually joined to the town by two rows from the New Monthly Magazine. of two-story houses, one of them fronted with poplars, and called “Marvell Terrace," in
Notes of a Reader, compliment to the patriot of that name in Charles's days-calling this rus in urbe of his “the country,” after the fashion of the inhabitants of Kensington and Hackney, and It is generally and erroneously believed that the other suburban villages which surround there is a particular air which is known London proper: as if people who live in the throughout Switzerland by this name, whereas midst of brick houses could have a right to in truth nearly every canton has its own song the same rustic title with those who live of the mountains, each varying from the amongst green fields. Compared to the others in the notes, as well as in the words, Butter-market, however, Mr. Lane's new re- and we might almost add in the language. sidence was almost rural; and the country The Ranz des Vaches of Vaud is in the he called it accordingly.
patois of the country, a dialect that is comRetaining; however, his old town predi. posed of words of Greek and Latin origin, lections, his large, square, commodious, and mingled on a foundation of Celtic. Like very ugly red house, with very white mould. our own familiar tune, which was first beings and window - frames, red, so to say, stowedin derision, and which a glorious history picked out with whites and embellished by à has enabled us to continue in pride, the words bright green door and a resplendent brass are far too numerous to be repeated. We knocker-was placed close to the road-side shall, however, give the reader a single versé as close as possible; and the road happening of a song which Swiss feeling has rendered to be that which led from the town of B
so celebrated, and which is said often to to the little place called London, he had the induce the mountaineer in foreign service to happiness of counting above sixty stage- desert the mercenary standard and the tame coaches which passed his door in the twenty- scenes of towns, to return to the magnificent four hours, with vans, wagons, carts, and nature that haunts his waking imagination other vehicles in proportion ; and of enjoy- and embellishes his dreams. It will at once ing, not only from his commodious mansion, be perceived that the power of this song is but also from the window of a smoking-room chiefly to be found in the recollections to at the end of a long, brick wall, which parted which it gives birth, by recalling the simple his garden from the road, all the clatter, dust, charms of rural life, and by reviving the inde. and din of these several equipages--the noise lible impressions that are made by nature being duly enhanced by there being, just wherever she has laid her hand on the face opposite his smoking-room window, a public. of the earth with the same majesty as in house of great resort, where most of the Switzerland. coaches stopped to take up parcels and passengers, and were singing, drinking, and Dé bon matin, sé san léha.four-corners were going on all the day long.
REFRAIN One of his greatest pleasures in this re- Ha, ah ! ha, ah! tirement seems to be to bring all around
Liauba! Liauba ! por aria.
Venidé toté, him-wife, children, and grandchildren—to
Bllantz' et naire, the level of his own size, or that of his prize
Rodz et motaile, oxthe expressions are nearly synonimous. Dzjouvan' et etro The servant-lads have a chubby breadth of
Dezó ou tzehazo, feature, like the stone heads, with wings
Dezo ou triembllo, under them, (soi-disant cherubim,) which
lo že triudzo, one sees perched round old monuments; and Liauba! Liauba! por aria. the maids have a broad Dutch look, full and The cowherds of the Alps forid, like the women in Teniers' pictures.
Arise at an early hour. The very animals seem bursting with overfatness: the great horse who draws his sub
Ha, ah! ha, ah!
Liauba ! Liauba! in order to milk. stantial equipage labours under the double
Come all of you, weight of his master's flesh and his own; Black and white,
Lé zarmailli dei Colombetté
Io vo z' ario
of our guns.
Red and mottled,
of conch shells, and of a sort of drum, made Young and old;
of hollow bamboo, which they beat upon ; Beneath this oak I am about to milk you,
making a jarring noise also, with strings Beneath this poplar,
fastened to the bones of beasts. Every now I am about to press,
and then, they would make a dreadful excla. Liauba! Liauba! in order to milk,
mation; and chattering all of a sudden, The music of the mountains is peculiar would as suddenly make a profound silence. and wild, having most probably received its But, after a considerable time, finding no inspiration from the grandeur of the natural
answer was returned, they concluded it was objects. Most of the sounds partake of the because we were in the house ; so turning us character of echoes, being high-keyed but out, they went to work again. Still, however, false notes ; such as the rocks send back to receiving no answer, they made a new search, the valleys, when the voice is raised above its and finding some of our clothes in a basket, natural key in order to reach the caverns and threw them out of the house in great disdain. savage recesses of inaccessible precipices. They then fell once more to work: and after Strains like these readily recall the glens and a short time came out with their answer, but the magnificence amid which they were first covered with perspiration. They delivered heard, and hence, by an irresistible impulse, their oracle to this effect: that on the mornthe mind is led to indulge in the strongest of ing of the tenth day, there would arrive two all its sympathies, those which are mixed ships. That we should hear first one gun, with the unalloyed and unsophisticated de- and then another. That one of us should lights of buoyant childhood.—The Heads- die soon after; and that we should lose one man, by Cooper.
“All this fell out precisely as they foretold : for on the tenth morning we did hear, first
one gun, and then another; one of our guns Turkey is a country having three thousand was lost in going on board ; and the canoe in miles of coast still remaining, and a territory which Mr. Gopson was, being overset, it was of five hundred thousand square miles, under with difficulty we saved him; and though he the happiest climate, possessed of the richest was brought on board alive, yet he died soil, raising every variety of produce, having three days: thus completely verifying the unrivalled facilities of transport, abounding Pawawer's prediction." in forests and mines, opening innumerable communications with countries further to the east, with all which our traffic is carried on
ARABIAN DEVOTION. in English bottoms, where labour is cheap, Those of a sanguine complexion are greatly where industry is unshackled, and commerce troubled with the cough, because in the spring is free, where our goods command every time they sit too much upon the ground; market, where government and consumers and upon Fridays I have had no small sport alike desire their introduction. But all the and recreation to go and see them; for upon advantages that may accrue to us from so this day the people flock to church in great favourable a state of things, is contingent on numbers, to hear the Mahometan sermons. her internal tranquillity and political re. Now, if any one in sermon-time falleth a organization.— Urquhart's Turkey and its coughing, all the whole multitude will cough Resources.
with him for company, and so they make such a noise, that they never leave off till the sermon be quite done; so that a man shall
reap but little knowledge by any of their (From Wafer's Description of the Isthmus of
-Purchas, his Pilgrimages. Darien.) Mr. Wafer having reached an Indian village, near the sea, says: “We inquired of the Indians, when they expected any ships. They told us they would inquire, and there. In the desert which they call Azaoad, there fore sent for one of their conjurors; who
are as yet extant two monuments, built of immediately went to work to raise the devil marble : upon which marble is an epitaph to inquire of him. We were in the house engraven, signifying that one of the said with them; and they first began to work by monuments represented a most rich mer. making a partition with hammocks, that the chant, and the other a carrier, or transporter Pawawers might be by themselves. They of wares ; -- which wealthful merchant bought continued some time at their exercise, and of the carrier a cup of water for ten thousand we could hear them make most hideous yells ducats ; and yet this precious water could and shrieks; imitating the voices of birds suffice neither of them, for both were conand beasts.
With their own noise they sumed of thirst.— Ibil. juined that of several stones struck together,
THE VALUE OF WATER IN THE DESERT.
Dust with dust will here remain,
French general was too much of a politician to acknowledge the want of anything.
W. G. C. A gentleman in Suffolk built a wing to his house, consisting of a cellar, a library, on
Genuine.-(Found pinned on a clothes the ground floor, and a bed room above. He basket.) " Horred Madam, 1 hanchif omited asked the opinion of a friend, who replied, Sending oing to Being Smuged.” “ My dear fellow, I am sorry to see you
have Epitaph in Crowland Abbey Church. lost your senses.' “ How " exclaimed the
Man's life is like unto a winter's day, other. Why, a bon vivant and a literary Some break their fast, and then depart away; man, as you are, to read over your wine, and Others stay dinner, then depart full fed, to sleep over your books !”
The longest age but sups and goes to bed. Delicate Satire.- Lady Jane Conce Canning, it may be remembered, fought a
Satisfaction.-Lord Castlereagh and Mr. a masquerade but no supper. A wag duel in 1809. The parties fired once without dressed himself as a miserable half starved effect; but, at the second exchange of shots, object, and stood in a corner of the room: Lord Castlereagh’s ball passed through his on being questioned by the characters, his adversary's thigh. Canning still remained only reply was I am Lady Jane's supper.” erect, and a third discharge would have taken Epitaph.
place, had not the seconds perceived that he
was severely wounded; they immediately Dust from dust at first was taken,
interfered, and left the ground with their Dust from dust is here forsaken ;
respective principals, without having effected Till dust from dust shall rise again.
an amicable arrangement. Sheridan observed Marshal Junot, when on his return from of Lord Castlereagh, in allusion to this affair:
“ He is a perfect Irishman, even in his quarEgypt, happening to pass through Montbard, where he spent his days of boyhood, took rels, for he does not appear to be a whit more especial pains to discover his old school. satisfied now that he has received satisfaction, fellows and playmates, with whom he chat. than he was before.” ted gaily on the theme of his youthful Fox's Childhood.- One night, while his pranks. His next step was to visit the re- father, then secretary of state, was occupied spective localities in company with his quon.
in the preparation of some important papers, dam associates in mischief. In the public Charles James walked into the study, and, square, Junot observed a grave-looking, old with great coolness, perused, criticized, and gentleman, walking majestically along, an burnt a despatch which had just been set ivory- headed cane supporting his steps. apart for sealing. Lord Holland did not Without further ceremony, the general ran even reprimand the boy for his impertinence, up to him, threw himself upon his neck, and but, without being in the least ruffled, preembraced him with a vehemence of cordiality pared a second copy of the document from nearly sufficient to stifle him. The professor, his official draught.-Georgian Era. disengaging himself with difficulty from the Sleeping in Ofice.-While Lord North close hug, and ignorant of the motive of such was at the head of public affairs, Burke, warmth, contemplated the general with every daring a conversation relative to the Scotch symptom of stupefaction.—“ What!" cried anti-popish mob, thought proper to censure the latter, “ do you not know me?” “ Citizen the supineness of government with great General, pray excuse me, but I have no re- severity: in the midst of his speech, he sudcollection." “ Zounds! Doctor, have you denly perceived that the premier had fallen forgotten the most idle, good-for-nothing, into a profound nap; and directing the attenuntractable dog that ever tired the patience tion of the house to the circumstance, he of a pedagogue ?" “ I beg a thousand observed, “ Government it is to be hoped, is pardons, but have I the honour of addressing not defunct, but drowsy. Brother Lazarus,” M. Junot ?" “ You have,” said the general, continued he, pointing to Lord North, “is renewing his overwhelming endearments, and not dead, he only sleepeth !” bursting into a loud laugh, (in which his friends joined,) at the singular signs and
The Marquess of Bute, when in office, tokens by which the man of learning had evinced a most extravagant partiality for his so easily recognised his graceless pupil.
fellow-countrymen. A disappointed wit, who
had long danced attendance at his levees to While Junot was one day reconnoitring little purpose, once said to him, " If your near the lines at Torres Vedras, he was acci, lordship would but make me a Scotchman, dentally wounded by a sentry, when Lord
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PALACE OF FONTAINEBLEAU. FONTAINEBLEAU is a moderately-sized town A singular line of rock, composed of detached, of France, in the department of the Seine globular masses, interspersed with juniper and Mame, and about 36 English miles S.S.E. bushes, extends for a considerable distance from Paris. It is situated 14 post on the in an amphitheatrical form, and marks out route from Paris to Geneva, and that usually the forest of Fontainebleau, containing about taken by persons who, on leaving the French 34,000 acres ; than which nothing can be capital, wish to see the Military Road, made more picturesque, nor, in some parts, more by order of Napoleon, over the Jura Alps and gloomily magnificent. On each side of the the Simplon, to Milan. This road, which is road are lofty, grey rocks, clothed, even to paved and well kept, for several miles, is their summits, with beeches and other deci. like the other country round Paris, flat and duous trees; and the richness of their foliage, uninteresting; but the scenery improves as
contrasted with the rude and barren appear. you advance to Fontainebleau. “ The Seine, ance of the huge and shapeless masses of which continues to accompany you, here stone in which they vegetate, exhibits one of meanders in graceful and noble windings, the most extraordinary scenes in wild and while some fine chateaux, built on eminences luxuriant nature. We can imagine the effect above the river, look on lawns besprinkled of so refreshing a contrast upon
tourists whose with shrubs and evergreens, which slope down senses have been feasted with
the glitter anıl to its banks,”*
As you approach Fontaine- glare of the bewitcheries of Paris, and how bleau, the character of the country alters. delightfully the rude simplicity of such scenes
must succeed to the triumphs of overstrained • Tour in France, &c. By Marianne Colston. 1823. art. This observant tourist notes a custom on her road to About the centre of this singular forest Fontainebleau, which reminds one of Merry England, stands the town of Fontainebleau, consisting "A procession of persoos, walking in pairs, now fixed our attention ; on inquiry, we found it was a of a principal street, with several smaller wedding. A man playing on a violin preceded the It is chiefly celebrated for its royal band; then came the bride and bridegroom, with palace, which is built at the south end of the wreaths of flowers round their heads, followed by several couples of men and women, each holding a
town. It was, several centuries since, a huntDosegay of flowers,
ing seat of the French kings : Louis VII. is VOL. XXII.