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willingly accepted a call which led “ Connected with this alacrity of him to more important, though more spirit, and in some degree springing dangerous—alas ! I may now say, so out of it, was his activity. I apprefatal labors. What he was in India, hend that few persons, civil or militawhy should I describe ? You saw ry, have undergone as much labor, him : you bear testimony. He has traversed as much country, seen and already received, in a sister presiden- regulated so much as he had done in cy, the encomiums of those from the small portion of time which had whom praise is most valuable. What elapsed since he entered on his office; sentiments were entertained of him in and if death had not broken his cathis metropolis of India, your pre- reer, his friends know that he contemsence testifies; and I feel authorized plated no relaxation of exertions. to say, that if the noble person (Lord But this was not a mere restless actiAmherst) had been unfettered by vity, or result of temperament : it was usage, if he had consulted only his own united with a fervent zeal, not fiery nor inclinations, and his regard for the over ostentatious, but steady and combishop, he would have been the fore- posed; which none could appreciate most, upon this occasion, to manifest but those who intimately knew him. his participation in the feelings which I was struck myself, upon the renewal are common to us all. When a stamp of our acquaintance, by nothing so has been thus given to his character, much as the observation, that though it may seem only to be disturbing the he talked with animation on all subimpression, to renew, in any manner, jects, there was nothing upon which your view of it: yet, if you will his intellect was bent, no prospect grant me your patience for a few mo- upon which his imagination dwelt, no ments, I shall have a melancholy plea- thoughts which occupied habitually sure in pointing out some features of his vacant moments, but the furtherit, which appear to me to have been ance of that great design of which he the most remarkable.

had been made the principal instru“ The first which I would notice, ment in this country. was that cheerfulness and alacrity of “Of the same unobtrusive character spirit, which, though it may seem to was the piety which filled his heart; be a common quality, is, in some cir- it is seldom that of so much, there is cumstances, of rare value. To this so little ostentation. All here knew large assemblage, I fear I might ap- his good natured and unpretending peal in vain, if I were to ask that He manner : but I have seen unequivocal should step forward, who had never testimonies, both before and since his felt his spirit sink when he thought death, that under that cheerful and of his native home, and felt that a gay aspect there were feelings of seportion of his heart was in a distant rious and unremitting devotion, of land; who had never been irritated perfect resignation, of tender kindness by the annoyance, or embittered by for all mankind, which would hare the disappointment, of India. I feel done honor to a saint. When to shame to say, that I am not the man these qualities you add his desire to who could answer the appeal. The conciliate, which had everywhere bishop was the only one, whom I have won all hearts-his amiable demeanor, ever known, who was entirely master which invited a friendship that was of these feelings. Disappointment confirmed by the innocence and purity and annoyances came to him, as they of his manners, which bore the most come to all ; but he met and over- scrutinizing and severe examinationcame them with a smile ; and when you will readily admit, that there was he has known a different effect pro- in him a rare assemblage of all that duced on others, it was his usual deserves esteem and admiration." wish, that they were but as happy The meeting then came to the resoas himself.'

lution of erecting a monument by sub

scription, in the cathedral of Calcutta, Çan God, I thought, the just, the great, to the memory of the late bishop, and

These meaner creatures bless,

And yet deny to man's estate that what surplus should remain after The boon of happiness? defraying the expense, should be applied to the foundation of an addition

Tell me, ye woods, ye smiling plains,

Ye blessed birds around, al scholarship in the bishop's college.

In which of Nature's wide domains The committee were also empowered

Can bliss for man be found. to appropriate a portion of the sub

The birds wild caroll'd over head, scription to the purchase of a piece The breeze around me blew, of plate, to be preserved in the family

And Nature's awful chorus said

No bliss for man she knew. of Bishop Heber.

At Bombay, it was resolved to raise a fund for the I question'd Love, whose early ray endowment of one or more scholar

So rosy bright appears,

And heard the timid genius say ships in the college. And at Madras,

His light was dimm`d by tears. it was resolved to erect a monument to the bishop's memory in St. George's

I questioned Friendship: friendship sigh’d,

And thus her answer gavechurch.

The few whom fortune never turn'd In England the death of Bishop Were wither'd in the grave! Heber was scarcely less keenly felt

I ask'd if Vice could bliss bestow ? than in the East. Special meetings Vice boasted loud and well, of different societies were held, when But fading from her wither’d brow, various resolutions were passed ex

The borrowed roses fell. pressing their deep sense of the loss I sought of Feeling, if her skill they had sustained.

Could soothe the wounded breast; We shall conclude this imperfect

And found her mourning, faint and still,

For others' woes distressed ! sketch of a life which deserves a very ample and minute narrative, with a po

I question'd Virtue : virtue sighed,

No boon could she dispense – etical effusion by Bishop Heber.

Nor virtue was her name, she cried,

But humble penitence.
One morning in the month of May

I question's Death-the grisly shade
I wandered o'er the hill;

Relax'd his brow severe-
Though nature all around was gay,

And “I am Happiness," he said,
My heart was heavy still.

“ If Virtue guides thee here.”

SPANISH FABLE. The wit of the following fable, though not broad, appears to us keen and cutting; it is evidently directed against those who

“ Compound for sins they are inclined to,
By damning those they have no mind to."

THE SCRUPULOUS CATS, OR THE CASE OF CONSCIENCE. It was eleven o'clock, or more,

But grumbling still, they still ate on, When Susan from the kitchen door And in a trice the whole was gone. A little visit went to pay

A spitted fowl arranged with grace, To her neighbor o'er the way.

Placed at some distance from the fire, And, alas ! the larder left

Next warm'd their bosoms with desire; Of her guardian care bereft.

And Selim springing to the place, Here Selim-there Abdallah lay,

Such skill in carving soon display'd, Two famish'd cats, alert for prey;

As left court-carvers in the shade. Quickly—for hungry cats we know, The victory gain'd o'er every joint, But little ceremony show

Abdallah touch'd this tender point; They both to the provisions went,

Whether in conscience it was fit Attracted by the sight and scent,

And proper they should eat the spit. And on an ollah keenly fix'd,

“ What! eat the spit? what?" Selim cries, Yet as if some disgust were mix'd : With voice exalted, starting eyes. “ Fah,” cried Abdallah, “ far from good :" “ What madness this ! what, eat the spit? “Fah," answered Selim,“ cursed food.” The greatest of all crimes commit.

Do you not know the smith received Gave up the project, and in fact
A sum that scarce will be believed

So scrupulous these cats became,
For this same spit, and that the kitchen Had Satan lured them to the act,
Is not by any means so rich in

With spits, (for fowls I do not name,). All that you see so good and fit,

With spits by thousands placed in sight, As in this venerable spit ?

Not one a year, if I am right, Oh! whither bas thy passion led ?"

Could he have tempted them to touch, Abdallah, moved by what he said,

Not one-perhaps not half so much.


“ Serene Philosophy!
She springs aloft, with elevated pride,
Above the tangling mass of low desires,
That bind the fluttering crowd ; and, angel-wing’d,
The heights of Science and of Virtue gaius,
Where all is calm and clear.”



ed at the base, and set with the most It is a notion of many, says Miss delicate feathers of a jet black, but so Kent, in a pretty paper in Loudon's delicate as to show no bigger than “ Magazine of Natural History,” and hairs to the unassisted eye. one that I the better understand, from having once partaken of it,—that the study of botany detracts from our Captain Rater observed in the moon pleasure in the beauty of flowers. a luminous spot, which he designates There is in flowers something of a po- a volcanic appearance rather than a etic character, pleasurable and imagi- volcano, with a proper degree of scinative, which we fear to destroy by entific doubt upon a subject so incaassociations so mechanical as classes, pable of proof. The luminous spot orders, genera, petals, stamens, &c. appeared in the dark part of the orb, The fear is groundless—we should ra- and in the centre would blaze brightly ther look upon these systematic nice- for a few seconds and instantly become ties as a foreign grammar, which opens duller again. It appears to us equally new stores of poetry hitherto unintelli- probable that the phenomenon in quesgible to us. The mystery that lies in tion might be caused by the conflagrathe heart and first cause of every thing tion of a lunar forest (if they have fostill remains the same-let us know as rests in the moon) as by a volcano. much as we can.

The beauty of flowers does not lie wholly in their vivid colors and bright In the examination of human bodies contrasts. The starry capsule of the after death, nothing is more common corn-poppy, when its ephemeral petals than to find the body charged with inhave been carried away by winds, flammable gases, whence the insufferis still beautiful; the common blue- able odor that exhales from it. That bottle of the cornfield (centaurea cy- so great a quantity of these gases anus) wears a bright coronet of sky- might accumulate, so as to support blue florets, every floret a fairy vase, combustion, is, perhaps, not impossiin which nature has stored up sweet ble; but it is to be remembered that nectar for the butterfly and the bees, they are the result of decomposition, and when these have disappeared, there and that such decomposition cannot is beauty also in the winged children take place to any extent in the living which they have left, rocking each in fibre. When animal matter runs to its green cradle. In some of the spe- decay, it parts with many of the laws cies these winged offspring are pecu- which vitality imposed upon it, and liarly beautisul. They seem like fai- enters under the dominion of others; ries' shuttle-cocks, elegantly variegat- but chemists, who in general are in





different physiologists, have neglected issued an order to have them greased ; these facts, and have thus been the but it was speedily revoked, on the means of introducing into medicine petition of the carters, who stated that much that is erroneous both in theory the oxen liked the sound, and would and practice.

not draw without its music. Even Mr. Macnish, in his clever little fish, upon good authority, independent work on Drunkenness, mentions seve- of Amphion and the dolphin, and of ral cases of spontaneous combustion, the old harper, who, as the ballad has all of them more or less doubtful, at it, “ harp'd a fish out o' the salt waleast in the details, though it would ter,”—are said to have showed signs certainly be carrying scepticism too of being affected by music; and seals far to doubt of the occurrence alto- crowded to hear a violin, as we are gether.

told by Mr. Laing, in his voyage to

Spitzbergen. Scoresby, junior, also It being familiarly known that the tells us that music, particularly a perdiamond cuts glass, many imagine that son whistling, draws them to the sura crystal of quartz (rock crystal), or face, and induces them to stretch their a pebble (chalcedony), which are hard necks to the utmost extent so as to enough to scratch glass, must be dia- prove a snare, by bringing them withmonds, or something approaching them. in reach of the shooter.

“ GauThis is not to be wondered at, when debant carmine phocæ,” says Valerius it is considered how few have seen Flaccus; which Sir Walter Scott rough diamonds, or have ever reflect- translates : ed on the vast difference between

« Rude Heiskar's seals through surges dark, scratching glass and cutting it. The Will long pursue the minstrel’s bark.” diamond cuts it so that it breaks in the line frequently under the very act; oth- ROOTS er mineral substances merely scratch it. The diamond also weighs at least two

It is a fact well ascertained, that thirds heavier than any pebble, and it roots are materially determined in cannot be worn down like pebbles by their form by the nature of the soil in a file, emery, nor even by the lapida- which they grow, and the different ry's wheel.

nature and character of the plants or MUSICAL ANIMALS.

trees. Their development is most The fabled feats of Orpheus are luxuriant in ground that is neither too not, perhaps, so wondrous as they at loose nor too dense.

In stiff and poor first appear. Certain notes, for ex- soils, they are spare and scraggy ; ample, sounded on a flute or other whereas, in such as are at once deep wind instrument, will cause a dog to and loose, the minutest fibres both set up a lamentable howl, evidently expand and elongate with facility, and from the pain it produces, either in render the mouths that search for food the ear itself, or the nerves connected to the plant almost innumerable, (Du with it. The war-horse seems to de- Hamel, “ Physiques des Arbres," i., rive new life and vigor from the sound 82.) This is remarkably exemplified of the drum and trumpet; and at the in the beach and the sycamore, and still Circus, the horses will not pace regu- more in the ash, of which the fibrous larly without music. Outrageous bulls roots sometimes amount to millions. have likewise, in several instances, Such soils, accordingly, furnish the been calmed into gentleness by music. best rooting ground, and are always Of this musical feeling in oxen, Mr. favorites with the planter. To fit Southey gives a singular instance in trees for removal to situations of great his letters from Spain. The carts of exposure, the roots may, by artificial Corunna make so loud and disagreea- methods, be multiplied to a degree ble a creaking with their wheels, from far beyond what can be accomplished the want of oil, that the Governor once by unassisted nature ; and thus, by art



discreetly employed, the business of the metal, which falling all around, vegetation, that is, the circulation of occasion great danger to those who the sap, is prevented from standing approach the building. still, during the extreme violence which transplanting, in its best form, must inflict.

In Germany, and other northern states, it is customary for those who

devote themselves to gardening to Roofs covered with malleable zinc serve an apprenticeship of three years are very numerous in the Low Coun- in a royal garden. After that period tries, but have one bad quality which is completed, they receive an indentis against them. In cases of fire, the ure, elegantly written on parchment, zinc being very combustible, causes with the head-gardener's name, or the dispersion of inflamed portions of sign and seal attached.




“And still the green is bright with flowers ;
And dancing through the sunny hours,
Like blossoms from enchanted bowers

On a sudden wafted by,
Obedient to the changeful air,
And proudly feeling they are fair,

Glide bird and butterfly :
But where is the tiny hunter-rout,
That revelled on with dance and shout,

Against their airy prey ?”– Wilson.
The Hearth, the Hearth is desolate—the fire is quenched and gone,
That into happy children's eyes once brightly laughing shone ;
The place where mirth and inusic met is hushed through day and night:
Oh! for one kind, one sunny face, of all that here made light!
But scattered are those pleasant smiles afar by mount and shore,
Like gleaming waters from one spring dispersed to meet no more ;
Those kindred eyes reflect not now each other's grief or mirth,
Unbound is that sweet wreath of home-alas! the lonely Hearth!

The voices that have mingled here now speak another tongue,
Or breathe, percbance, to alien ears the songs their mother sung;
Sad, strangely sad, in stranger lands, must sound each household tone-
The Hearth, the Hearth is desolate—the bright fire quenched and gone !
But are they speaking, singing yet, as in their days of glee ?
Those voices, are they lovely still still sweet on land or sea ?
Oh! some are hushed, and some are changed—and never shall one strain
Blend their fraternal cadences triumphantly again!
And of the hearts that here were linked by long-remembered years,
Alas! the brother knows not now where fall the sister's tears!
One haply revels at the feast, while one may droop alone ;
For broken is the household chain—the bright fire quenched and gone!
Not so !-'tis not a broken chain-thy memory binds them still,
Thou holy Hearth of other days, though silent now and chill!
The smiles, the tears, the rites beheld by thine attesting stone,
Have yet a living power to mark thy children for thine own.
The father's voice-the mother's prayer—though called from earth away,
With music rising from the dead, their spirits yet shall sway ;
And by the past, and by the grave, the parted yet are one,
Though the loved Hearth be desolate, the bright fire quenched and gone.

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