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Mr. Hornor proceeded still further to some Rosencrantz or Guildenstern, rectify them, by visiting and examin- seeking to render his character as ing all those features of the extensive prominent and effective as that of scene, respecting the exact form and Hamlet. One individual, a lover of situation of which he entertained any independence, and resolved not to be doubt. Having thus amassed a col- classed with the imitatores, servum lection of drawings of unprecedented pecus, made the smoke from his chimfidelity and minuteness, the next ob- neys proceed in a direction directly ject was to erect the building of which opposite to that of his neighbor; anthe picture to be painted from them other, an equal admirer of originality, was to constitute the chief ornament. lighted up the building on which he The building having been erected, the was employed by a sun-beam from the canvass for the picture was prepared. north. The great change, almost Its dimensions we have already men- amounting to that of enamel colors tioned. It was suspended at the dis- when they undergo the process of vitance, towards the base of the building, trification, which occurred in the apof three feet from the wall, all round. parent hue of the various pigments, The transfer of the outlines from the according to the situation in which drawings to the canvass was then under- they were placed, was likewise a taken by Mr. E. T. Parris; a gentleman fruitful source of perplexity. Bricks, possessed, not only of great talent as that were intended to be red, looked an artist, but also of extraordinary in- blue ; and slates, that were intended genuity as a mechanician; and in the to be blue, looked red. By degrees selection of whom it would seem as if the picture began to assume the apMr. Hornor had been guided by ob- pearance of one of those patch-work serving his congenial energy, enthusi- quilts which show that the industry asm, and diligence. By means of of our great-grandınothers predominatsquares, Mr. Parris, in December, ed over their taste. The consequence 1825, began to draw in the outlines of all this was, that in several cases with chalk, on a scale sixteen times it was necessary to re-paint what had larger each way, or, in other words, been done, and in every instance matwo hundred and fifty-six times the terially to modify it; and that, eventsize of the originals. This was a ually, Mr. Parris, having trained up work of much labor, and demanding several house-painters for the purpose, close attention ; but it was, neverthe- determined, with their assistance in less, completed in the following April. the more laborious parts of the task, ΤΙ painting, which is in oil, was to execute the whole himself, The then commenced. It was evident that delightfully harmonious result prores Mr. Parris's single band, or rather his the wisdom of his decision. two hands (for he is ambidextrous) In addition to the numerous previmust be unequal to so extensive an ous studies of aërial perspective and undertaking. Mr. Hornor therefore general effect which Mr. Parris made engaged several artists to assist him. from St. Paul's itself, to the prodiBut, although most of them were men gious extent of surface to be covered, of high and acknowledged powers, and to the multiplicity and complexity yet, owing in a great measure to their of the objects to be introduced, there being entirely unaccustomed to their was the great difficulty of getting at new occupation, their progress was the canvass, in order to be able to slow, and, which was worse, by no paint upon it at all. Here Mr. Parmeans satisfactory, In fact, it was a ris's mechanical ingenuity becaine exkind of Dutch concert, in which every ceedingly serviceable to him. He performer was playing a distinct and devised all kinds of light scaffoldings, separate tune. Each also was anx- bridges, and platforms. Sometimes ious that his allotment, whatever it he was supported from the floor by might be, should be conspicuous; like two or three long and slender spars,

which vibrated with every motion of now only add, that, besides the great his arm ; sometimes he was suspended point of attraction noticed above, the by cords from the roof, swinging like place is intended to put forth a Shakspeare's celebrated samphire- variety of others, in the form of a vast gatherer. It must require strong saloon for the reception of works of nerves to remain passively in such art; nuinerous conservatories filled situations ;-how much more to be with rare and curious plants ; aviaries; able freely to exercise all the facul- reading and refreshment rooms; a litties both of mind and of body in tle suite of apartments forming a facthem! Nor was the danger imagina- simile of the interior of a Swiss dwellry. On two occasions Mr. Parris fell ing ; and, out of doors, winding walks from a considerable height; but, for- through grounds laid out with elabotunately, in neither did he suffer any rate art, to represent different kinds serious injury.

of romantic scenery, interspersed with This is a great and wonderful pro- grottoes, waterfalls, &c. The extent duction. Ours is an age of luxury ; occupied by the requisite buildings, but let us hope that luxury for once &c. is, as we are informed, little short may not be the herald of decay. We of five acres. The whole are in very heartily wish the success of Mr. Hor- forward progress; sufficiently so innor complete, and that when through deed to almost ensure their ultimate perils as numerous as those in the completion ;—which makes us the Apostolic list, he has put the last more regret, either the sad necessity, touch to his astonishing work, he may or the mistaken policy—whichever it have nothing to do but rest from his may be—that has permitted a single labors, and enjoy the rich fruits of visiter to penetrate the arcana of this the paradise he has created.

spot, till the whole could have burst upWe must take leave of this under on the world in the full completeness taking for the present. We will of its mimic wonders and attractions.



“ Nay, these wild fits of uncurb’d laughter
Alhwart the gloomy tenor of your mind
As it has lower'd of late, so keenly cast,
Unsuited seem and strange.".

-“ O nothing strange!
Didst thou ne'er see the swallow's veering breast
Winging the air beneath some murky cloud
In the sunn'd glimpses of a troubled day,
Shiver in silvery brightness ?
Or boatman's oar, as vivid lightning flash
In the faint gleam, that like a spirit's path
Tracks the still waters of some sullen lake?

-0 gentle friend!
Chide not her mirth, who was sad yesterday,
And may be so to-morrow !”—JOANNA BAILLIE.

Ye met at the stately feasts of old,
When the bright wine foam'd in sculptured gold,
Sadness and Mirth! ye were mingled there
With the sound of the lyre in the scented air ;
As the cloud and the lightning are blent on high,
Ye mixed in the gorgeous revelry.
For there hung o'er those banquets of yore a glooin,
A thought and a shadow of the tomb ;
It gave to the flute-notes an under-tone,
To the rose a coloring not its own,

To the breath of the myrtle a mournful power-
Sadness and Mirth! ye had each your dower !
Ye met wben the triumph swept proudly by,
With the Roman eagles through the sky !
I know that e'en then, in his hour of pride,
The soul of the mighty within him died,
That the void in his bosom lay darkly still,
Which the music of victory might never fill!
Thou wert there, O Mirth! swelling on the shout,
Till the temples like echo-caves rang out;,
Thine were the garlands, the songs, the wine,
All the rich voices in air were thine,
The incense, the sunshine—but, Sadness! thy part,
Deepest of all, was the victor's heart !
Ye meet at the bridal with flower and tear;
Strangely and wildly ye meet by the bier !
As the gleam from a sea-bird's white wing shed,
Crosses the storm in its path of dread,

a dirge meets the breeze of a summer-sky-
Sadness and Mirth! so ye come and fly!
Ye meet in the Poet's haunted breast-
Darkness and rainbow alike its guest !
When the breath of the violet is out in Spring,
When the woods with the wakening of music ring,
O'er his dreamy spirit your currents pass,
Like shadow and sunlight o'er mountain-grass.
When will your parting be, Sadness and Mirth?
Bright stream and dark one! Oh! never on earth!
Never while triumphs and tombs are so near,
While Death and Love walk the same dim sphere;
While flowers unfold where the storm may sweep,
While the heart of man is a soundless deep!
But there smiles a land, O ye troubled pair !
Where ye have no part in the summer-air.
Far from the breathings of changetul skies,
Over the seas and the graves it lies,
Where the day of the lightning and cloud is done,
And Joy reigns alone, as the lonely sun!



Rover is now about six years old. perception of his master's friends, He was born half a year before our to whom he metes out bis caresses in eldest girl; and is accordingly looked the proportion of their attachment to upon as a kind of elder brother by the the chief object of his affections. When children. He is a small, beautiful li- I return from an absence, or when he ver-colored spaniel, but not one of meets an old friend of mine, or of his your goggle-eyed Blenheim breed. own (which is the same thing to him) He is none of your lap dogs. No, his ecstacy is unbounded: he tears and Rover has a soul above that. You curvets about the room as if mad; and may make him your friend, but he if out of doors, he makes the welkin scorps to be a pet. No one can see ring with his clear and joyous note, him without admiring him, and no one When he sees a young person in comcan know him without loving him. pany he immediately selects him for He is as regularly inquired after as a play fellow.

He fetches a stick, any other member of the family; for coaxes him out of the house, drops it who that has ever known Rover can at his feet; then retiring backwards, forget him ? He has an instinctive barking, plainly indicates his desire to

have it thrown for him. He is never One instance will suffice to show how tired of his work. Indeed, I fear, he expresses this feeling. One day a poor fellow, that his teeth, which al- little stray dog attached himself to me ready show signs of premature decay, and followed me home; I took him inbave suffered from the diversion. But to the house and had him fed, intendthough Rover has a soul for fun, yet ing to keep him until I could discover he is a game dog too. There is not a the owner. For this act of kindness better cocker in England. In fact he the dog expressed thanks in the usual delights in sport of every kind, and if way. Rover, although used to play he cannot have it with me, he will the truant, from the moment the little bave it on his own account. He fre- stranger entered the premises, never quently decoys the greyhounds out quitted us till he saw him fairly off. and finds hares for them. Indeed he His manner towards us became more has done me some injury in this way, ingratiating than usual, and he seemed for if he can find a pointer loose, he desirous, by his assiduities and attenwill, if possible, seduce him from his tions, to show us that we stood in need duty, and take him off upon some law- of no other favorite or companion. less excursion; and it is not till after But at the same time he showed no an bour's whistling and hallooing that animosity whatever towards his supI see the truants sneaking round to posed rival. · Here was reason and the back door, panting and smoking, refinement too. Besides the friends with their tails knitted up between whom he meets in my house, Rover their legs, and their long dripping also forms attachments of his own, in tongues depending from their watery which he shows great discrimination. mouths—he the most bare-faced cai- It is not every one who offers him a tiff of the whole. In general, howe- bone that he will trust as a friend. ver, he will have nothing to say to the He has one or two intimate acquaintcanine species, for notwithstanding ances in the village whom he regularthe classification of Buffon, he consi- ly visits, and where in case of any reders he has a prescriptive right to as missness on the part of the cook, he sociate with man. He is, in fact, is sure to find a plate of meat. Rover rather cross with other dogs ; but with is a most feeling, sweet dispositioned children he is quite at home, doubt- dog ;-one instance of his affection and less reckoning bimself about on a le- kindheartedness I cannot omit. He rel with them in the scale of rational had formed an attachment to a laborheings. Every boy in the village er, who worked about my garden, and knows his name, and I often catch would frequently follow him to his bim in the street with a posse of little, home, where he was caressed by the dirty urchins playing around him. wife and children. It happened that But he is not quite satisfied with this the poor wise was taken ill and died. kind of company ; for, if taking a walk The husband was seriously afflicted, with any of the family, he will only and showed a feeling above the comjust acknowledge his plebeian play- mon. At this time I observed that fellow with a simple shake of the tail : Rorer had quite lost his spirits, and equivalent to the distant nod which a appeared to pine. Seeing him in this patrician school-boy bestows on the state one day, when in company

with town-boy school-fellow whom he the widowed laborer, and thinking in chances to meet when in company some measure to divert the poor felwith his aristocratical relations. The low's thoughts froin his own sorrows, only approach to bad feeling that I I remarked to him the state that Roever discovered in Rover is a slight ver was in, and asked him if he could disposition to jealousy; but this in him guess the cause. “He is fretting after is more a virtue than a vice ; for it Poor Peggy," was his reply, giving springs entirely from affection, and vent at the same time to a flood of has nothing mean or malicious in it. tears.


Well do we remember our early love and the common favorite of public and of gardens. Our enthusiasm was then private men; a pleasure of the greatunaffected and uninfluenced by greatest, and the care of the meanest; and, examples ; we had neither beard nor indeed, an employment and a possesread of Lord Bacon nor Sir William sion, for which no man is too high or Temple, nor any other illustrious writ- too low.” Gerade asks his courteous er on gardening ; but this love was the and well-willing readers—. Whither pure offspring of our own mind and do all men walk for their honest reheart. Planting and transplanting creation, but where the earth has were our delight; the seed which our most beneficially painted her face tiny hands let fall into the bosom of with flourishing colors ? and what the earth, we almost watched peeping season of the year more longed for through little clods, after the kind and than the spring, whose gentle breath quickening showers of spring ; and we entices forth the kindly sweets, and regarded the germinating of an up- makes them yield their fragrant turned bean with all the surprise and sinells ?”—Sir William Temple says curiosity of our nature. As we grew Epicurus studied, exercised, and in mind and stature, we learned the taught his philosophy in his garden. loftier lessons of philosophy, and Milton, we know, passed many hours threw aside the “ Pocket Gardener,” together in his garden at Chalfont; for the sublime chapters of Bacon and Cowley poured forth the greatness of Temple; and as the stream of life his soul in his rural retreat at Chertcarried us into its vortex, we learned sey; and Lord Shaftesbury wrote his to contemplate their pages as the liv “ Characteristics” at a delightful spot ing parterres of a garden, and their near Reigate. Pope, in one of his bright imageries as fascinating flow- letters, says, “I am in my garden, ers. As we journeyed onward through amused and easy; this is a scene the busy herds of crowded cities, we where one finds no disappointment ;" learned the holier influences of gar- —and within the same neighborhood, dens in reflecting that a garden has Thomson been the scene of man's birth-his fall-and proffered redemption.

“ Sung the Seasons and their change.” It would be difficult to find a sub Beauty and health are the attributes ject which has been more fervently of gardening. In illustration of the treated by poets and philosophers, former, we remember a passage from than the love of gardens. In old Gervase Markham, thus : “ As in the Rome, poets sang of their gardens. composition of a delicate woman the But the passion for gardening, which grace of her cheeke is the mixture of evidently came from the East, never red and white, the wonder of her eye prevailed much in Europe till the tiines blacke and white, and the beauty of of the religious orders, who greatly her hand blew and white, any of which improved it.

is not said to be beautifull if it consist Lord Bacon appears to have done of single or simple colors ; and so in inore towards encouraging the taste walkes or alleyes, the all greene, nor for gardens than any other writer, and the all yellow, cannot be said to be his essay is too well known to admit most beautifull ; but the greene and of quotation. Sir William Temple yellow, (that is to say, the untroade has, however, many eloquent passages grasse, and the well-knit gravelle) in his writings, in one of which he being equally mixt, give the eye both calls gardening the “inclination of lustre and delight beyond comparison.” kings, the choice of philosophers, Abercrombie lived to the age of eighty,

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