tion of the estates he professed to rescue. His liberal advances, for which the family were grateful and his partner blessed him, have, at length, inclosed their possessions in his grasp, and Decius, with the moody anxiety of a heartless usurer, sees himself the destroyer of a noble family, and the executioner of a heart-broken wife. The hate and struggling dismay of those whose fortunes are too closely engaged in his snares, and the still reproaches of her whose anguish he ought to share, but cannot seek into without a curse upon himself, are the attendants upon his acquisitions, and the participators of his wealth and consequence.

Every one condemns and despises Decius, who, alas! is only the slave to a passion, without the society of which none of us, not his most bitter revilers, would think it possible to acquire respect and independence.

the flavour of this apple, render it one of the best of modern apples.

The eye of the apple is large and deep; the leaf remarkably long and narrow; the shoots very luxuriant and irregular, and not easily trained.

I am sorry I have not been able to preserve any of these apples for the Society.

The gentleman who gave me the cuttings of the aromatic apple, desired me to notice to the Society the potatoe in which the cuttings of the aromatic apple are inserted, as it is the potatoe that is universally cultivated for winter use in Cornwall, and, from its excellent qualities, is well deserving the attention of the Society,

This winter potatoe is frequently planted in the same ground that has borne an early crop of potatoes: and it is the practice of those who cultivate potatoes in Cornwall to get potatoes for seed every year, or every other year, from a granite soil, well knowing that

BY SIR CHRISTOPHER HAWKINS, BART.

F.R.S.

(From the Transactions of the Horticultural Society.)

I

BEG you will do me the favour to lay before the Horticultural Society a few cuttings of two sorts of Apples from Cornwall.

The one, called the Aromatic Apple,

is said to have been an inhabitant of Cornwall for centuries, though little known out of that country.

The tree is a good bearer, and the apples are among the best and the latest of the store apples.

The trees generally shew marks of age and decay, but when cultivated with care, or on new stocks, the apples are larger and finer than the few I have taken the liberty to lay before the Society.

The other cuttings are of a new sort of apple, said to have been discovered about ten or fifteen years since, by a gentleman in a cottage garden, near Truro, in Cornwall; and having purchased some of the apples, he afterwards took grafts from the tree.

This apple goes by the name of the July Flower Apple, probably from the pleasant smell it gives out when cut. This apple has a long conical shape, yellowish green colour, with red towards the sun. The fragrance of the smell when cut, and the excellence of

justifies the additional trouble and the expense.

To the Editor of the European Magazine.

SIR,

IN your Magazine for November last,

you have given a very excellent practical rule for the computation of Simple Interest for any number of days. The calculation of Compound Interest, by the common rules of arithmetic, is a very tedious and laborious operation-For which reason the following method may be acceptable to many of your readers. It is concise, and capable of any degree of accuracy which occasion may require, and is also appli cable to every rate of interest. I am, Sir,

Your obedient humble servant, A CYPHER. 24th July, 1817.

To find the compound interest on any sum of money for a given number of years:

1. Multiply the principal by the rate of interest, and also by the number of years; and divide the product by 100.

2. Multiply the result obtained in the first operation by the rate of interest, also by the number of years less 1, and divide the product by 200.

3. Multiply the result obtained in the 2d operation by the rate of in

terest, also by the number of years less 2, and divide the product by 300.

4. Proceed in this way, always multiplying the result last obtained by the rate of interest, also by the number of years used in the last operation diminished by 1, and dividing by the last divisor augmented by 100; until you come to a quotient too small materially to affect the total amount of the calculation.

5. Collect these several results into one column, and add them together, and the sum will be the compound interest (very nearly) on the given principal for the number of years required.

EXAMPLE. What will be the compound interest on 42377. in 12 years, at 4 and 5 per cent.?

1st. At 4 per cent.

£.4237

latter was made Lord Chancellor, an arrangement was made with the late Sir Michael Smith, then Master of the Rolls, by which Mr. Curran was appointed in his place. His friends

thought that his interests could not be better consulted, but he was of a dif ferent opinion. It did not harmonise with the particular course of his legal knowledge and practice, and he would have preferred the office of Attorney General, which he flattered himself would have led to the chief scat in the Court of King's Bench. He lived to be convinced of the weakness of this speculation. It served, however, to destroy some old friendships, and afford much uneasiness to his latter days. Mr. Curran enjoyed a pension of 3,000l. a year settled upon him upon his resigning his office to Sir Wm. M Mahon, the present Master of the Rolls in Ireland.

Mr. Curran's last moments were so tranquil, that those around him could scarcely mark the moment of expiration. It will be some consolation to his friends to hear, that though surprised by sickness at a distance from home, he was not condemned to receive the last offices from the hands of strangers: three of his children, Captain Curran, of the navy; his son, at the Irish bar; and his daughter, Mrs. Taylor, were fortunately in London, and had the mournful gratification of paying the last duties to their beloved parent. Mr. Curran was near 70 years of age, and had been for some time declining rapidly in health and spirits. With the exception of a short excursion to Ireland, he had spent the last twelve months at his house in Amelia-place. forenoon was generally occupied in a solitary ramble through the neighbouring fields and gardens, and the society of a few friends in the evening; and though the brilliancy of his wit shone to the last moment, he seemed like one who had outlived every thing in life that is worth enjoying. On Thursday last he dined abroad with a party of friends. Next morning he felt himself very ill, and he kept his bed until his death.

The

Mr. Curran is one of those characters which the lover of human nature, and of its intellectual capacities, delights to contemplate. He rose from nothing. He derived no aid from rank and fortune. He ascended by his own energies to an eminence, which throws rank

and fortune into comparative scorn. Mr. Curran was the great ornament of his time of the Irish bar, and in forensic eloquence has certainly never been excelled in modern times. His rhetoric was the pure emanation of his spirit, a warming and lighting up of the soul, that poured conviction and astonishment on his hearers. It flashed in his cye, and revelled in the melodious and powerful accents of his voice. His thoughts almost always shaped themselves into imagery, and if his eloquence had any fault, it was that his images were too frequent. But they were at the same time so exquisitely beautiful, that he must have been a rigorous critic that could have determined which of them to part with. His wit was not less exuberant than his imagi nation; and it was the peculiarity of Mr. Curran's wit, that even when it took the form of a play on words, it acquired dignity from the vein of ima gery that accompanied it. Every jest was a metaphor. But the great charm and power of Mr. Curran's eloquence lay in its fervor. It was by this that he animated his friends and apalled his enemies; and the admiration which he thus excited was the child and the brother of love.

It was impossible that a man whose mind was thus constituted, should not be a patriot; and certainly no man in modern times ever loved his country more passionately than Mr. Curran loved Ireland. The services he sought to render her were coeval with his first appearance before the public, and an earnest desire for her advantage and happiness attended him to his latest breath. The same sincere and earnest heart attended Mr. Curran through all his attachments. He was constant and unalterable in his preferences and friendship, public and private. He began bis political life in the connection of Mr. Fox, and never swerved from it for a moment. Prosperity and adversity made no alteration in him. If he ever differed from that great man, it was that he sometimes thought his native country of Ireland was not sufficiently considered. There was nothing fickle or wavering in Mr. Curran's election of mind, The man that from an enlighened judgment, and a true inspiration of feeling, he chose, he never cooled towards, and never deserted. Mr. Curran had his foibles and his faults. Which of us has not ? At this awfut