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Grimwald throws the princess overboard ; tude for his lost son, when the bard forces
Adegild plunges into the sea, 10 rescue her, his way in, to communicate his suspicion that
when the savage Wilt, leaving them to their Elegast, Charles Martel's envoy, is plotting
fate, returns home with his prize, and before the escape of the victims. The king, who
the king imputes Adegild's loss to the sor was sitting as if iurned to stone, rushes
cery of the Christian captives. One of the furiously upon the intruder with his drawn
best passages in the poem is the following sword.
scene.—The monarch is mourning in soli.

Yet how!—the poet's face no terrors paint:
The upraised arm, now faltering sinks and faint;
Down from his hand that deadly weapon falls,
Where no resistance meets, nor fear uppals.

BARLOF'S SONG.
Wby fill'st thou, oh Wolf! all the valley with howling?

For whom bave thy claws dug a grave in the sand ?
Whom seek those grim glances, and why art thou prowling?

Lo! wildered by terrors, all flee from the land.

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Sleeps all forgot the monarch's might,
That drove his foes to shameful flight?
Is hand of righteous vengeance tamed?
Is artful Charles more dread proclaimed ?
Can he his hosts immortal make!
'Tis battle's hour ;-oh, Radbod wake!

Let bucklers clash; let banners wave;
Still we seek war, still danger brave :
All have not fled thy need ;-arise,
For altars, hearths, and liberties !
That arm barbarians sink beneath

Gives Friesland freedom; Charles, his death. This last song effec ually rouses the king, We turn to prose and to the Adopted Son and the prisoners are secured. On the fes- a tale of those troublous times which resul:ed tival day, as a concession to the French en. in the independence of the Seven United voy, a duel between a Frisian and a Christ- Provinces. The story of this historic novel tian is to decide the issue of the contemplated is too complex to be analyzed within our war, and also whether the prisoners shall be limits, wherefore a few words as to its tenor sacrificed or peace concluded with Charles must suffice. The whole turns upon an inMartel. The Frisian champion is Grimwald, volvement of civil war disasters, which lead to whom it has been prophesied that if alarm- Baron van Lonheuvel to adopt the infant son ed he is lost, but that whoever falls, Frisian of his dearest friend, believing the child to shall be the triumph; and at the moment of be the offspring of a Spaniard, the murderer the prophecy, a vision of the drowned Ade of that friend ; and the hero's real parentage gild had scared him. The Christian cham- is at length revealed by a series of events pion selected is the captive prince, a mere nearly as complicated, whilst the loves of the boy, and in holy orders. The duel proceeds baron's daughter and his adopted son are as might be expected. The Christian's thwarted or crowned, as the cloud thickens weakness is evident, and a blow of Grim. or clears up. The novelist in his course wald's axe shatters his helmet. It is Ade. takes occasion to paint the disorders, miseries gild himself!

and conspiracies of the times; the arts and plots Adegild and his beloved had been pre of a somewhat caricatured Jesuit; and the the. served from the waves, and by an almostological squabbles, engendering bitter hostility miraculous coincidence Radbod and his na. between the Remonstrants and Contra-remontion are converted, and the tale ends. strants, The scene in which the Jesuit,

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Pater Eugenio, is first introduced, would dare to do that? Or rather in whom should exceed our limits, and we confine ourselves I have placed confidence ?'

Joan was silent in amazement. to a passage of historical interest and historical painting, by the introduction of two sons

6. To-morrow is your final examination, of William Prince of Orange, Prince Mau.

young

man! Then comes your sentence, rice, and Frederic Henry, his successor. It and you cannot escape the gallows,' said will only be requisite to state that the Jesuit Holtvast with perlect coolness.' has sown dissension between the brothers, casting upon the younger a suspicion of plot "Impossible! I have committed no ting with the Arminians or Remonstrants for crime, and thus guiltless

66. What matters that ?" said Holtvast the usurpation of his elder brother's stadt. holdership ; and he sends a packet of letters, laughing: 'If only the guilty were hung.

But I ask not whether you be guilty or of course designed for interception, by the innocent, I would help you, my young hero of the novel, Joan van Cravinhorst. friend.' The unsuspecting messenger is in conse. 566 You would not help me, believing me quence arrested and imprisoned. At an guilty ?' hour considerably later than usual for visit. ". Hark ye !' said Holtvast laughing, and ors, Joan is summoned from his room to a taking hold of him, 'It is just because I

believe you guilty of what is laid to your stranger.

charge that I am willing to help you. I " It was growing dark, and the last lin- know that it is through you that Count gering of twilight scarcely fell upon the Frederic Henry corresponds with Grobroom; so that Joan did not immediately bendonck.' recognize the man who sat by the table in "Very possibly,' Joan calmly replied; a comfortable arm-chair, his legs crossed' but it was without my privity.' and his arms folded; the rather that his “How! Very possibly ! exclaimed the head was covered by a wide-brimmed hat captain, starting up. Do you think it and his person by a large cloak. Some very possible that Count Frederic Henminutes elapsed, during which the stran- ry -' ger, without speaking, looked Joan steadi Why not? asked Joan,

• The judges ly in the face; who at length, in an of. who questioned me seemed to hold it very fended tone, asked, “ Was it me your ho- possible.' nour wished to see, or is there any mis “Even so,' said the captain, who had take?'

recovered his composure, and then pro“There is no mistake whatever, young ceeded in a whisper, ' But you cannot be man,' was the reply. 'You seem not to unawares of the plot for placing Frederic recollect me, yet we have met before.' Henry at the head of affairs.'

66" It is true,' said Joan, 'that your voice 6. This is the first time I have heard of it.' is not unknown to me; but this room is so replied Joan.

'I know nothing extraordinarily dark, that

of the Count of Grobbendonk, nor of the "Capt Holtvast of the Guard at your letters. I brought a packet from the exiled service: we met a month ago at Tiel.' Remonstrant gentleman without knowing

“Right, I recollect perfectly—but how its contents, and that is my only offence. could your honour know I was at the "Then you believe the Count innocent?! Hague, and in this prison ?'

asked Holtvast precipitately.

“I hold my self to have been deceived, "Come here and sit down I can do and judge no one.' more than visit you: I come to offer you "So you will not accept my assistance the means of liberation.'

to rescue you from this dreary prison, and "Indeed!' cried Joan, grasping the a certain death ?' captain's hand. 'Believe that my grati

c"I have not heard the conditions upon tude

which you offer me your assistance.' Gratitude!' repeated the captain. 'Ay, ". The first is, that you speak to me ay! Reckon upon gratitude! Gratitude frankly, and no longer affect an ignorance is bell-metal for fools ; I have never been that can avail you nothing; the second, better paid than in assurances of gratitude. that you take a part in the designGratitude is the orange-peel that is thrown which you well know.' away when the juice is sucked. Grati "If you speak only in riddles,' said tude! Ay, in the Devil's name! Ha! Joan, turning away, “it were best to end ha! ha!' And Captain Holtvast laughed the conversation.' a forced laugh, even whilst he seemed lost "Well, well, I mean the design -Do in reverie.

you understand me now?' asked Holtvast, 56. It would seem that your confidence making with his hand the gesture of stabhas been abused,' said Joan, in a voice of bing. embarrassment.

"What! exclaimed Joan indignantly. 6. What say you, boy ? Holtvast rather A design to murder Prince Maurice ? thundered thán asked, as he rose and flung 666 Why not? His father was murdered his cloak over his shoulder. Who should before him.'

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". And you a captain of his guard! Vil-, who sat next to Groenhovius, and pushing lain! But you shall pay for it! Here Hendrick aside, touch not the holy man gaoler! Turnkeys ! This man would mur- who utters the words of truth. Look about der the prince! As he spoke, Joan sprang you-the great deliverer of Israel, to whom upon him, and grappled with Holtvast, he alluded, is amongst us; is present in who roughly fung him off into the arm- this congregation to convict your mendachair. At this moment the gaoler entered, cious accusation of falsehood.' and ere Joan could rise up again the cap 6. Hah! whom have we here? cried tain had vanished.

Joan, as recognizing the voice, he sprang “Softly, softly!' said the gaoler ; what forward, and tearing off the false white is all this hubbub about?'

beard of the unknown, added, "Pater EQ“Away witir you to your cage, block- genio amongst Arminians!' head,' returned the gaoler, 'and sleep your “Alleyes were turned upon the Jesuit, who self sober, that you may answer rationally stood thus revealed amongst them; but at at your morning's examination.'"

the same moment the general attention was

drawn to another bystander, who rose, and The same night Joan escapes from prison throwing off his cloak, discovered himself in

company with his chamber.fellow and early to be Count Frederic Henry; and said, playmało, Hendrick Raesfelt, a zealous Yes, I am present, but by no means young Arminian, who has won the heart of " What imprudence!' said Ludwig (the the gaoier's daughter, herself infected with prince's treacherous secretary) and a tool

of the Jesuit's, who stood beside, and tried the same heresy. The guide to whom she to wrap i he cloak again about his master. commits the safety of the fugitives leads For heaven's sake, your highnessthem to an Arminian conventicle, where one "Forbear, Ludwig!' cried the count. of our author's most dramatic scenes occurs. " I must explain my conduct; I must tell Joan there meets with a busy-body ac. these ill-advised people quaintance, Heer van Bleiswyk, and sees

That explanation you shall give me,' the judge who had examined him, while said, in a half-smothered yet stern tone, a Groenhovius, a Remonstrant minisier, is

man enveloped in a large mantle, who rose

up behind him, and touched his shoulder. preaching rebellion from the Old Testament

"• Maurice !' ejaculated the count, turnafter the manner of a Cameronian. The ing round with a start. young Arminian, whose heresy was unmin. • Silence !' said the prince in his ear. gled with politics, is indignant at what he 'I shall expect you at home. Come, van hears.

Kinschot, let us go.' And uttering ihese

words he made his way out in great agita"Raesfelt could contain himself no tion, followed by the judge.* longer; but starting up he pressed through Oh, van Kinschot! exclaimed the the crowd to the pulpit, and seizing Groen. Stadtholder, as upon reaching the palace hovius by the arm. passionately exclaimed, he flung himself into an arm-chair; .and 'Hence, son of Belial! Who authorized he who betrays me is my brother! you to preach such horrible doctrines ? Dare you, a teacher of peace, exhort the

“A chamberlain announced his excelunhappy common people to sedition ? lency Count Frederic Henry. A cold

" Well said ! exclaimed van Bleiswyk shuddering seized the prince, but quickly aloud. “That is intelligible language; the recovering himself, he ordered his brother other was too deep to be understood by to be admitted, and desired the judge to any but the learned.'

wait in another room. "What imprudence !' murmured Joan “Frederic Henry entered, and advanced to himself; and at the same time taking some steps towards his brother, when, con. advantage of the general bustle produced founded by the sternly penetrating look by the incident, he likewise pressed nearer which Maurice fixed upon him, he suddento the pulpit, that he might be at hand to ly paused, cast down his eyes, and stood assist Hendrick in case of need. He had like a culprit before the tribunal that is to done more wisely, perhaps, had he follow-pronounce his doom. Maurice suffered ed the example of those who, during the him to remain some minutes in this posfirst movements of confusion, escaped from ture, as though expecting him to speak the room.

first. He hoped that consciousness of his ". Who are you, young man, who thus guilty purpose would impel the count to boldly interupt me? asked Groenhovius. fall at his feet and sue for pardon, and • Am I not the messenger commissioned wished to afford him the opportunity for from on High to teach the people what it so doing. But when he saw him thus rootis needful they should know?'

ed to his place, he asked in a low yet earn"False prophet!' exclaimed Hendrick, est voice, Well! What would you ?' raising his voice above that of Groenho 6. The tone of this question struck the vius. *Do you preach Christianity? Your count's heart like an electric shock. He words are ihe words of the evil one!' recognized in it the accents of the rigid

judge, combined with those of the deeply. "Youth !' said the man in a velvet cap, I wounded brother. But arming himself

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with courage, he raised his head, and said To

prove the preacher of rebellion a in a broken voice that betrayed the dis- liar, and to undeceive his hearers as to turbance of his soul, 'You summoned me, my views,' answered the Count.' Alaurice !

ko Indeed!' said Maurice, bitterly. It ***And only therefore are you come ?' is very true I did not let you conclude asked Maurice with a burst of passion. your speech. It would have been worth 'Had I not summoned you, you were not hearing.' here? Then I want you not!'

" With your leave,' said Frederick ** Maurice!' said the count, stepping Henry, hoping to lighten the weight of the forward and endeavouring to take his imputation by retorting it upon his brothbrother's hand. ‘Not thus should we speak er ;-' of what do you accuse me? Did to each other.'

you not yourself honour the assemblage 66. Back !' said the prince recoiling. 'Not with your presence

?' a step nearer ! I will not give you an op. portunity of committing fratricide!'

"Maurice's face became purple with "' Almighty God !' exclaimed the hor- rage. His hands shook like the leaves of the ror-stricken Frederic Henry, 'Who can aspen, and his voice seemed the hoarse have given you such an idea of me?' roar of the tiger, insnared in the hunter's

" Who? yourself. He who has so far pit, as he bellowed, 'Hah! Snake ! Is that degenerated that he can with the dissen thine infernal cra Wouldst thou discov. bling smile of innocence deceive his er my objects, to make them thine own brother and his prince, apostatize from the cloak? Yes, I also went thither ;-I went worship of God, betray his country, and because, like thyself, I had been warned howl with crafty knaves—he is fully capa- that rebellion was there preached, and ble of fairicide!'

that my brother participated in it.' * In the Count's mind indignation at

". You went then as a spy upon me ?? such a catalogue of unmerited accusations asked Frederick Henry, quietly drawing now overpowered sorrow and alarm; he back. A rare trait of brotherly love ! emphatically said · Maurice, dare you "Wilt thou further insult me, traitor ?' suspect your father's son of such guilt ?? thundered Maurice, whose rage had now

"I suspect you no longer,' returned reached its acme. "'Tremble at my wrath ! the Prince, with a contemptuous smile. As he spoke he grasped the hilt of his “This morning I did ; but where certainty sword with his right hand, whilst he raised exists, suspicion ccases.

his left, in menace against his brother. “Do you condemn me unheard ?' Maurice, recollect yourself!' said asked Frederick Henry; 'to me, your the deeply-moved Count.' brother, do you deny what is due to the 6. The words were scarcely spoken, vilest criminal? Is that the boasted jus- when the Prince was himself again.'" tice of Prince Maurice ?' “I listen,' said the prince; "What have

The production of the letters and cyphers you to urge in your defence?'

discovers the forgery ; the secretary, Lud"I must first know of what I am accu- wig, is sent for, and his fears induce him to sed !' returned his brother, with the pride confess every thing. The brothers of a clear conscience.

again happy in restored confidence, and ". Wretch ! cried Maurice, starting up Maurice proceeds to announce to Joan the furiously ; then recovering his self-command, he added calmly but bitterly,' You secret of his birth, as now revealed by Ludare in the right ;--you must know your wig. offence.'”

"We have met before now,' said the The Stadthoder now questions his brother Prince, taking Joan by the hand, and looktouching his alms to Arminian widows and ing upon him complacently.' exiles, and his presence at the conventicle.

'Captain Holtvast,' cried Joan, in

amazement.' Frederick Henry alleges the first to have

566I bore that name at Tiel,' rejoined been mere acts of charity, and says of the Maurice ; ' here I am called Maurice of second charge :

Nassau. "It was foolish, nothing worse. I had

"Your highness !-Oh, can you pardon been warned that at such assemblages the many uno pardon can be needful where vous and seditious notions into the broth- there was no purpose to offend,' returned erhood; and I wished to ascertain for my services, and will now make my word

the prince. "I formerly offered you my whether my charity had been ill-bestowed.} good by revealing to you the secret of your

birth.is "Did I not myself see and hear the

With this discovery. that " Snowdon's whole,' returned Maurice.- Did you not rise up in the midst of the crowd to con: Knight is Scotland's King,” we close the firm the words of one of the knaves, to Pleegzoon, and take leave of our author's show that you really were present ?' more important work. The only specimen

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of his dramatic productions that has reached has long been suspet; but now that a us, is a mere comic opera or vaudeville, cheese, actually a Dutch cheese, has been which not even the circumstance

found in his house, he is proved to be no of its

good patriot. having from the first moment of its appear

" Anna. Oh! It is clearly high treason ance been the rage at the Dutch theatre, to eat cheesc? could entitle to our notice, but for its politcal Plays. High treason, as you have well character. The village beyond the Frontiers said. And I take it when his worship the owes its extraordinary popularity not to its district commissioner, whom we are exdramatic interest, or comic effects, nor yet pecting, shall arrive, he will look queer at to the skill of the composer, but to the ridicule such things. By the bye, it would be awk

ward if the corpus delicti should meanwhile which it unsparingly lavishes upon the detest.

be made away with—(tries to pocket the ed Belgians. Viewing it under this aspect, cheese). as a dramatico-political lampoon, we feel justified in taking from it some specimens

No evil ensues, however, upon the advenboth of the farcical tone of Dutch' drollery ture of the cheese, which is forgotten in the and of Dutch estimate of their former fellow- greater treason that follows. Two young subjects, whom they still consider as little Dutch sharpshooters, seeking their regiment

after leave of absence, have unconsciously more than temporarily successful rebels,

The scene is laid in a Belgian frontier crossed the frontier, whence the boundary village, and the rising of the curtain displays au stakes have been stolen for fuel by our Bel. Orangeite Belgian manufacturer at breakfast gian villagers. They begin to suspect their with his daughter in a verandah on the high predicament

, and seeing the burgomaster road. Their conversation discovers the approach, strip off and hide their uniforms, complete stagnation of trade consequent &c, and take to fencing with sticks ; they upon the insurrection, the avoidance by all also persuade the Belgian that they are a real patriots of any connection with the revolu- German and an Englishman, who cannot tionary government, the mischiefs of interven- speak Dutch, (they fear that the purity of

on by foreign demagogues and fortune-hunt their accent must betray their country,)ing adventures, and the recent arrival of that to travel without a coat is an English King Leopold. Upon the village burgomaster, fashion, and that they are sent to announce Pluysken, being announced, the manufactur- Leopold's coming: whereupon the burgoer escapes to read the newspaper, leaving master hursies off to prepare for the king's the task of entertainment to his daughter, reception, by converting the gallows into a and she, finding it a rather a heavy one, by triumphal arch. Anna finds her lover, way of resource offers the visiter some break- Wildervanck, in one of the strangers; and fasi. The rustic dignitary, whose Belgic as the arrival of the district commissioner, accent and affectation of French phrases are

Tortu, who is quartered upon Braaf hart, the as diverting to a Dutch, as broad Yorkshire manufacturer, prevents their retreat, she or Somersetshire to a London audience, conceals them in the room of her absent courteously answers, condescendingly :

brother. We shall extract part of a scene that occurs upon

the commissioner's surpri. Pluysken. Yes; a tasse de Caffé I wiil sing the Dutchman, disguised in the brother's take-But what do I see ! “ Anna. Why what do you see?

clothes, with Anna, who replies to Tortu's Pluysken, snatching a cheese* from the questions, that they are guests. They sing table sings,

a duet, full of flattery of the would-be-great How a cheese? Yes a cheese!

man, who, thus propitiated, saysOf crime dread load in this abode ! 'Tis a cheese! Your fears should freeze! whom have I the honour

“ Gentlemen, you flatter me. With Mercy there is none for cheese,

Vogelær. As Mejuforouw (Miss BraafDon't your conscience stricken stand ? hart) said, ynexpected guests. That Treason's here and contrabrand ! gentleman is her consin; Iam her brother. 'Tis a cheese! Oh! dreadful thought!

Tortu, to Anna. I thought your brother A cheese from Holland hither brought was in England.

Vog. Yes; I have but just now returnHow, a cheese? Yes, a cheese!” &c. &c. ed thence with Leopold. “ Anna. Well; and may we not eat

Turtu. With his Majesty ? So, so ! cheese ?

(bows profoundly.) Plays. Mamselle, your honoured papa

Enter BRAAFHART and PETER.

Braafhart. Yes ; lay the cloth here. * Such readers as have not visited Holland You will give him leave, colonel ? A little maybe ignorant that cheese is as indispensable a

collation here will not disturb you ? part of a genuine Dutch breakfast as bread and

66 Tor. Not at all. And allow me to conbutter.

graulate you Mynheer Braafhart: you had

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