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We shall conclude this life with the following lines, written on the death of our Poet:

ON DR. GOLDSMITH.

ance that you like him. In one there is the semblance of a thousand things to be avoided-servility and adulation, if he be above

Adieu, sweet Bard; to each fine feel-you-self importance and an air

ing true,

of patronage, if beneath; but

Thy virtues many, and thy foibles plain downright hatred is not to

few;

Those form'd to charm e'en vicious

minds-and these

be mistaken; if it is not altogether spirit and independence, it is

With harmless mirth the social soul something very like them, and may fairly pass for a virtue in

to please.

Another's woe thy heart could always these cursedly civil times.

melt,

None gave more free-for none more

deeply felt. Sweet Bard, adieu! thy own harmo

nious lays

Have sculptur'd out thy monument of praise;

Yes these survive to time's remotest day,

While drops the bust, and boastful tombs decay.

If there be any unpleasant feeling in hatred, it is in the first conception; the subsequent indulgence of it (I do not mean in outward action) is one of the most agreeable feelings we possess--"I'm sure, ma'am, you'll agree with me, if you reflect for a moment." But friendship is a bore as long as

Reader! if number'd in the Muses ever it exists-the continual source of those petty uneasinesses which it

train,

strain;

Go tune the Lyre, and imitate his is truly observed, contribute more to imbitter life than the most seBut if no Poet thou, reverse the plan,rious misfortunes. From the first Depart in peace, and imitate the man.

ACQUAINTANCES.

(From the New Monthly Magazine.)

"Let others fear their foes, you be ware only of your friends."

Anastasius.

pique to the last satisfaction, the regulations of quarrel are known and defined; so are those of love; but no moral legislator has yet thought it worth his while to regulate the province of friendship. It is a mongrel state-a neutral I do not wonder at people being and anarchial sort of territory, like fond of hating, for it is truly a the Isle of Man of old, a refuge much more comfortable feeling in for all the outlaws from more worsociety than its opposite. To tell thy and decided feelings. As a person, either by word or look, long as people remain friends, that you hate him, is easy, and mutual behaviour is a puzzle ; but easily understood; but you must the instant they quarrel, the road find out some more complicated is plain before them, and no one can method of informing an acquaint- be at a loss how to proceed. While

in the several degrees of intimacy, there is no balm in Gilead for men seem to be acting out of na- non-salutation. These canvassers ture every second step is an of bows are in the first rank of awkwardness or an absurdity. nuisances; they possess an astoFirst come the horrors of intro- nishing ubiquity; you are not safe duction-the anticipated ideas of for having once passed them; face, manner, character, that re- "again, again, and oft again," gularly prove erroneous-our own must thy best beaver pay toll at idea of ourselves-their idea of us the turning of a corner. There —our's of them-the same com- is a very amusing paper in " The pared d civil-rather Indicator" upon shaking hands; haughty he might have done so the writer abets the cordial shake, and so—but no matter. Then the and tells a story of some one's indeparture, and we retrace the introducing a fish-slice into the pasterview; how treacherously exact sive hand of an acquaintance by the memory is in noticing every circumstance. While if we wanted a name, it would see us hanged before it would tell us! Then all the way home, all that day, all that night, the over-consciousness of thought sticking in us like pins and needles.

way of rebuke, I have envied the the said fish-slice since, when in the hands of Hibernians and seamen, who are both unconscionable in their grasp.

With ladies, however, it is a very agreeable salutation, if it be not in the dog-days, not to men

“Oh! that the desert were my dwell- tion the convenience of having

ing place,

such a tacit barometer of affection. With one fair spirit for my minister." As a hint, a hearty shake or loving But ladies won't go into the squeeze is much better than endesert even to spend the honey-dangering the corns of a mistress moon; and if the fair spirits won't or dirtying her stockings. Though go with us, why we must e'en stay in these cases, as in all others, with them. moderation should be used; it is It were endless to enumerate extremely awkward to see (as I the various fashions, perplexities, have) a cornelian ring fly from a and despondencies, attendant on fair hand, owing to the rude prestouching of hats, shaking of hands, sure of an unhandy beau, or by making of bows, and saluting of burying the diamond or garnet in cousins. Some lift the hand to the finger, to produce an exclathe uttermost button of the coat, mation too confessive of the ardour as a kind of half-way house be- of the address. Every one has tween the breeches-pocket and heard the comical story of two hat-leaf, and if you be short-gentlemen, seated on each side of sighted, will never forgive you; a lady, each flattering himself that

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he possessed the hand of the fair perience in new and more cautiousone, till they convinced one ano-ly managed connections. Friendther of the mutual mistake by ship, I know is looked upon as a squeezing the blood out of their more noble, a more disinterested fingers. But not one of my gen- feeling than love; and ladies, tle readers, I dare say, would be in particular, who know nothing at a loss to recal a similar contre- about it, think it a very romantie tems of his own when a novice in sort of passion between us men. the tender passion; he had rather Alas! they have by far too good trust his fingers with the secret an opinion of the lords of the crethan his tongue. ation:-if they knew, if they

There is an ingenious writer in could bring themselves to imathis very Magazine, who

gine, for a moment, the real state

"Has some stout notions on the kiss- of the case-but they cannot

ing score."

I am not at all inclined to agree with him, being myself a downright monosculist. Let the lip and the heart go together, but-to I protest against kissing 300 country cousins four times a year, twice at Christmas and twice at Whitsuntide. It is far too much of a good thing..

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Such are the vexations and troubles ere we enter even the threshold of friendship; and we may ❝go farther and speed worse," as Father O'Leary said to the impugner of purgatory. All the necessary requisites for mingling with our fellow-creatures-of secrecy, selfishness, politeness, reserve all these we generally learn by having felt the dangerous consequences of wanting them. And when we come to cast up the balance between the pleasures and the troubles of intimacy, the latter so predominate, that we are more inclined to give up the concern altogether, than make use of our ex

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much selfishness, as many in-
they would find that there is as
significant jealousies in friendship

as in love; and that these are ten
times more odious and troublesome,
being such as no man would be
mean enough to confess, however
and indulge them.
he might be little enough to feel

As long as a person is nothing, all these symptoms sleep-the selfishness of friends is not awakened. But when one has obtained the unlucky fortune of having his sonnet inserted in a Magazine, or his maiden poem lauded in a `minor Review,-if he have even a Waterloo medal,

"Or lady such as lovers prize,

Have smil'd on him," then up spring the little harvest of jealousies, in those very faces, where he, luckless wight, expected to have found but smiles and congratulations. He is no longer what he was; as soon as he becomes something, his friends become patrons; and then,

Farewell the sweet communion of friends." And the only pleasure

young minds,

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The pleasant paths of hope essay'd together,

left, is in abusing both.

RALPH.

The subtle wheel of sympathy that winds

Round either heart the wishes of the

other.

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FAIR OF MAKARIEFF.

Poor, pitiful or talentless as he On the confines of Europe and may be, he will not want some Asia, and near the Wolga, is sione "to take pride out of him." tuated the miserable village of And the moment he finds that he Makarieff, celebrated for the great has made a step in life, he also fair which is held there in July, finds thorns and dissensions beset every year. For the space of a him. At home, or abroad, in the month, a few poor huts, built on strange or the friendly circle, he a sandy Desert, are replaced by is astonished to see every aspect thousands of shops, erected with altered; there may be more smiles, a promptitude peculiar to the -whether or not, there is certain- Russians. Taverns, coffee-houses, ly more rancour. a theatre, ball rooms, a crowd of But, unfortunately, the sensi- wooden buildings, painted and tive minds that penetrate with the adorned with exquisite taste, greatest ease into the petty mo- spring up. It is impossible to tives of those around them, and form an idea of the throng of peo consequently most strongly feel ple of all nations, who flock to repulsiveness of society, are the Makarieff during this time. There' very beings who require more we find assembled, for the purthan any others the countenance poses of trade, Russians from all and presence of their fellows. 'Tis the provinces of the empire, Tarhard to pass" the slough of des- tars, Tchouvaches, Tcheremisses, pond" alone. And we are com- Calmoucks, Bucharians, Georgpelled at times to acknowledge, ians, Arme.ians, Persians, and that the cause of the disease is its Hindoos; and besides these, there only remedy. It is this balance, are Poles, Germans, French, Engthis suspense, and alternate partak-lish, and even Americans. Noting itself to each, that harasses withstanding the confusion of costhe mind, and frets it to morbidi- tumes and languages, the most ty. Each beckons one to it. The perfect order prevails. The riches company of our "d- kind which are collected together in a friends," is often a refuge from space of less than two leagues, are loneliness, and loneliness is always incalculable. The silks of Lyons a refuge from our "d-kind and Asia, the furs of Siberia, the

pearls of the East, the wines of ped at an unfinished stone house, France and Greece, the merchan-without a roof, and we were usherdise of China and Persia, are dis-ed into a kind of cellar. Though played close to the commonest it was abode of an extremely rich goods, and most ordinary articles. Hindoo, it had no other furniture The author from whom we have than eighty elegant packages, taken these preliminary remarks, piled one upon the other, against adds the following singular de- the wall. scription: "I had almost forgot," "Parcels of the most valuable says he, "one of the most remark-shawls are sold without the purable articles of merchandise in chaser seeing any more than the this fair, and, perhaps, the most interesting to the ladies of Europe. Among the precious commodities from Asia, which are to be found at Makarieff, the Cachemere shawls indisputably hold the first rank. For several years past, they have been brought in large bales. I have seen a shawl for which 8000 rubles were asked, though, according to my taste, it was better suited to be spread as a carpet on the divan of an Indian prince, than to cover the shoulders of a lady.

outside of them; he neither unfolds nor examines them, and yet he is perfectly acquainted with every shawl, by means of a descriptive catalogue which the Armenian broker, with much difficulty, procures from Cachemere. He, and his witnesses, and brokers, for he sometimes has two, all sit down. He does not, however, say a word; every thing being managed by the brokers, who go continually from him to the seller, whisper in his ear, always taking him to the farthest corner of the "One of my friends, who had apartment. This negociation conan opportunity of attending as a tinues till the price first asked is witness at the purchase of a parcel so far reduced, that the difference of these manufactures, has given between that and the price offered me an account of the transaction, is not too great, so that hopes may which appears to me so curious, be entertained of coming to an that I think the detail will be agreement. The shawls are now amusing. brought, and the two principals "The conclusion of a bargain begin to negociate. The seller for shawls always takes place be- displays his merchandise, and exfore witnesses. Having been ask-tols it highly; the buyer looks uped to attend in that capacity, I on it with contempt, and rapidly vent to the fair with the purchaser, compares the numbers and the the other witnesses, and a broker, marks. This being done, the who was an Armenian. We stop-scene becomes animated; the pur

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