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VOL. 2.] Biographical Portraits.Czerny Georges, the Servian Chief. 377 ed to apply to him on the subject, when devoted most of that time to the theohe very fortunately saved me the trouble, retical study of the law; as I did not This sense of my dependence was the aim at academical distinctions, I was litcause of my choice of the law as my tle concerned with the general business profession; had I consulted my incli- of the University. A firm resolution nations, I should, perhaps, have rather which I had made not to exceed the chosen the army—but I thought that in limits of my allowance, caused me to the law, if I had any talent, I should exert a scrupulous economy in all my have better opportunities of displaying expences, and was the means of preventit, and by means of my own exertions, ing my giving in to many college imattain that envied independence which prudences, which frequently hold out was now the summit of my wishes. temptations too strong for youthful pas

I staid at college only two years, and sions to withstand.

To be continued.


From La Belle Assemblee, October 1817. death, the father of Czerny, shocked at G EORGES PETROWICH, better so many horrors, determined to abandon

known by the name of Czerny the banners of his son, whom he had Georges, that is to say, Black George, previously joined. The old man even was born of a noble Servian family, in threatened to deliver up the whole troop the neighbourhood of Belgrade. Before to the power of the Turks, unless they he had attained the age of manhood he immediately consented to relinquish the was one day met by a Turk, who, with useless contest. Czerny conjured him an imperious air, ordered him to stand to alter his resolution, but the old man out of the way; at the same time declar- persisted, and set out for Belgrade. His ing that he would blow out his brains. son followed him. Having arrived at Czerny Georges, however, prevented him the Servian outposts, he threw himself from putting this threat into execution, on his knees, and again entreated that and by the discharge of a pistol imme- bis father would not betray his country; diately laid him dead on the ground. To but finding him inflexible, he drew out avoid the dangerous consequences of this a pistol, fired it, and thus became the affair, he took refuge in Transylvania, murderer of his parent. and entered the military service of The Servians still continued to augment Austria, in which he quickly obtained the band of Czerny Georges. Embolthe rank of non-commissioned officer. dened by the numerous advantages he His Captain having ordered him to be had obtained, this Chief at length sallied punished, Czerny Georges challenged from his forests, besieged Belgrade, and and killed him. He then returned to on the 1st of December, 1806, forced Servia, where, at the age of twenty-five, that important fortress to surrender. he became the Chief of one of those Being proclaimed Generalissimo of his bands of malcontents which infest every nation, he governed it with unlimited part of the Turkish dominions, who power. The principal nobles and pride themselves upon the title of ecclesiastics, under the presidency of the Kleptai, or Brigand, and whom the non- Archbishop, formed a kind of senate, or Mussulman population consider as their synod, which assembled at Semandriah, avengers and liberators. Czerny Georges, and which claimed the right of exercising encamped in the thick forests, waged the sovereignty. Bat Czerny Georges war against the Turks with unheard-of annulled the acts of the assembly, and cruelty ; he spared neither age nor sex, declared, by a decree, that “during his and extended his ravages throughout the life no one should rise above him; that whole province of Servia. The Turks he was sufficient in himself, and stood in having, by way of retaliation condemned no need of advisers.” In 1807 he ordertwenty-six of the principal Servians to ed one of his brothers to be hanged for

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378 Biographical Portraits.-Czerni George, the Servian Chief. [vol. 2 some trifling want of respect towards

From the London Literary Gazette, Oct. 1817. him.

CZERNI GEORGE. The conquest of Servia was accom

[By the Author of “ Paris," a Poem.) panied by the massacre of the Turks; no mercy was shown even to those 'TWAS

IWAS noon !---a crimson banner play'd who voluntarily surrendered themselves. Above thy rampart port, Belgrade : Czerny Georges, being attacked by an From time to time the gong's deep swell army of 50,000 Mussulmans, valiantly Rose thundering from the citadel ; defended the banks of the Morave; and And soon, the trampling charger's din had he possessed the means of obtaining But all without was still and drear,

Told of some mustering pomp within. foreign officers to discipline the intrepid The long streets wore the hue of fear, Servians, he might perhaps have re- All desert, but where some quick eye established the kingdom of Servia, which, Peer'd from the curtain’d gallery ; under Stephen III. resisted the Moguls, Or crouching slow from roof to roof and under Stephen Ducian included The Servian glanced, then shrunk aloof, Bulgaria, Macedonia, and Bosnia. In Eager, yet dreading to look on 1387, Servia, though tributary to the The bus’ness to be that day done. Turks, still retained its national Princes,

The din grew thicker---trampling feet who assumed the title of Despots ; in Seem'd rushing to the central street. 1463 they were succeeded by a Turkish 'Twas fill?d--the city's idle brood, Pasha. Their houses became extinct in Scatter'd before, few, haggard, rude: 1560.

Then came the Spahis, pressing on Czerny Georges was tall and well with kettledrum and gonfalon ; made; but his appearance was altogether And ever, at the cymbal's clash, savage and displeasing, owing to the Upshook their spears the sudden flash, disproportionate length of his counten. Till like a shatter’d, sable sail, ance, his small and sunken eyes, bald Wheeld o'er the rear the black-horse tail ; forehead, and his singular method of All hurrying, like men who yield,

Or men who seek some final field. wearing his bair gathered together in one enormous tress, which hung down They lead a captive ; the Pashaw upon his shoulders. His violent spirit From his large eye draws back with awe; was marked by an exterior of coldness All tongues are silent in the group and apathy ; he sometimes passed whole Who round that fearful stranger troop : hours without uttering a single syllable, He still has homage, tho' his hands and he could neither read nor write. He Are straining in a felon's bands. never resorted to the diversion of hunting Save one wild tress of raven hair,

No Moslem he; bis brow is bare, above once during the year. He was like a black serpent deeply bound, then accompanied by from three to four where once sate Servia's golden round. hur tred Pandours, who assisted him in his neck bends deep, and many a stain waging a deadly war against the wolves, of blood shows how it feels the chain ; foxes, deer, and wild goats which inhabit A peasant's robe is o'er bim flung, the forests of fertile but uncultivated Ser. A swordless sheath beside him hung; via. The entire produce of his hunting He sits a charger, but a slave was publicly sold for his own profit. He Now holds the bridle of the brave. also sought to augment his patrimony by

And now they line the palace square, confiscations.

A splendid sight, as noon's full glare At the treaty of peace in 1812, Russia Pours on their mass of plume and zone, provided for the interests of Servia. Arms rough with gold and dazzling stone, That province was acknowledged to be silk horse-nets, shawls of Indian dye a vassal, and tributary to the Porte. O’er brows of savage majesty. Czerny Georges retired to Russia; and

But where's the fetter'd rider now? lived at Kissonoff, in Bessarabia. His return to Servia in disguise, his discovery, An Ethiop headsman low'ring near,

A flag above, a block below
and execution, have been recently made Show where must close his stern career :

A thousand eyes are fix'd to mark
The fading of his eye's deep spark,

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379 VOL. 2.] Czerni George.-Colter, the North-American Hunter, The quicken'd heaving of his vest--

The whole was but a moment's trance, But all within it was at rest :

It'scaped the turban'd rabble's glance ; There was no quivering nerve, his brow A sigh, a stride, a stamp, the whole--Scarce bent upon the rout below;

Time measures not the tides of soul. He stood in settled stately gloom,.-

He was absorb'd in dreams, nor saw A warrior's statue on his tomb.

Th' impatient glare of the Pashaw;
A trumpet rang, the turban'd line

Nor saw the headsman's backward step,
Clash'd up their spears, the headsman's sign--- To give his axe the wider sweep;
Then like the flame, burst from the forge,

Down came the blow---the self-same smile Blaz’d thy dark visage, CZERNI GEORGE.

Was lingering on the dead lip still,
He knew that trumpet's Turkish wail,

When 'mid the train the pikeman bore
His guide thro' many a mountain vale, The bloody head of the Paodour.
When, scattering like the hunted deer,
The Moslem felt bis early spear ;

The night was wild, the atabal
He heard it when the Servian targe

Scarce echo'd on the rampart wall; Broke down the Dehli's desperate charge,

| Scarce heard the shrinking centinel And o'er the flight his scimetar

The night-born in the tempest's yell. Was like the flashing of a star :

But forms, as shot the lightning's glare, That day, his courser to the knee

Stole sent through that Palace square ; Was bath'd in blood---and Servia free--

And thick and dim a weeping groupe, That day, before he sheathed his blade, Seem'd o'er its central spot to stoop. He stood a sovereign in Belgrade ;

The storm a moment paused, the moon The field, the throne, were on that eye

Broad from a hurrying cloud-rift shone; Which wander'd now so wild and high.-

It shone upon a headless trunk,

Raised in their arms---the moon-beam sunk, The hour had waned, the sunbeam fell

And all was dimness; but the beat
Full on the palace pinnacle,
The golden crescent on its spire

Came sudden as of parting feet;
Beam'd o'er a cross !---bis eye shot fire;

And sweet and solemn voices pined That cross was o'er the crescent set

In the low lapses of the wind. The day he won the coronet.

'Twas like the hymo, when soldiers bear

A soldier to his sepulchre.-.-
He dash'd away a tear of pride,
His hand was darted to his side ;

The lightning gave a blaze, the square
No sword was there, a bitter smile

Was bright, but all was desert there ; Told the stern spirit's final thrill ;

Yet far, as far as eye could strain, Yet all not agony---afar

Was seen the remnant of a train ; Mark'd he no cloud of Northern war ?

A wavering shadow of a crowd,

Around some noble burthen bow'd. Swellid on his prophet ear no clang

'Twas gone---and all was night once more, Of tribes that to their saddles sprang ? No Russian cannon's heavy hail--

Wild rain, and whirlwind's doubled roar. In vengeance smiting the Serail :



From La Belle Assemblee, October 1817. T THE following interesting narrative is On the arrival of the party on the head

selected from the Travels in the inte- waters of the Missouri, Colter observing rior of America, by John Bradbury, F. an appearance of abundance of beaver L. S. London, a work recently pub- being there, he got permission to remain lished in Liverpool.

and hunt for some time, which he did, in Colter came to St. Louis in May, 1810, company with a man of the name of Dixin a small canoe, from the head-waters of on, who had traversed the immense tract the Missouri, a distance of three thousand of country from St. Louis to the headmiles, which he traversed in thirty days: waters of the Missouri alone. I saw him on his arrival, and received Soon after he departed from Dixon, from hiin an account of bis adventures af- he trapped in company with a hunter ter he had separated from Lewis and named Potts; and aware of the hostility Clarke's party : one of these, from its of the Blackfeet Indians, one of whom singularity, I shall relate.

bad been killed by Lewis, they set their

380 Bradbury's Travels.-Coller, the North-American Hunter. (vol. 2 traps at night and took them up early in foot language, and was also well aquainthe morning, remaining concealed during ted with Indian custom; he knew he had the day. They were examining their to run for his life, with the dreadful odds traps early one morning in a creek, about of five or six hundred against him, and six miles from that branch of the Mig- those armed Indians; therefore cunningly souri called Jefferson's Fork, and were replied that he was a very bad runner, ascending in a canoe, when they suddenly although he was considered by the huntheard a great noise, resembling the tram- ers as remarkably swift, The chief now pling of animals; but they could not as- commanded the party to remain stationcertain the fact, as the high perpendicular ary, and led Colter out on the prairies banks on each side of the river impeded three or four hundred yards, and releastheir view. Colter immediately pronoun- ed him, bidding him to save himself if ced it to be occasioned by Indians, and he could. At that instant the borrid waradvised an instant retreat, but was accu- hoop sounded in the ears of poor Colter, sed of cowardice by Potts, who insisted who, urged with the hope of preserving that the noise was caused by buffaloes ; life, ran with a speed at which he was and they proceeded on.

himselfsurprised. He proceeded towards In a few minutes afterwards their doubts the Jefferson Fork, having to traverse a were removed, by a party of Indians plain six miles in breadth, abounding making their appearance on both sides of with the prickly pear, on which he was the creek, to the amount of five or six every instant treading with his naked hundred, who beckoned them to come feet. He ran nearly half way across the ashore. As retreat was now impossible, plain before he ventured to look over his Colter turned the head of the canoe to shoulder, when he perceived that the lothe shore; and at the moment of its touch- dians were very much scattered, and tbat he ing, an Indian seized the rifle belonging had gained ground to a considerable disto Potts ; but Colter, who is a remarka- tance from the main body; but one Inbly strong man, immediately retook it dian, who carried a spear, was much beand handed it to Potts, who remained fore all the rest, and not more than a bunin the canoe, and on receiving it pushed dred yards from him. A faint gleam of off into the river. He had scarcely quit. hope now cheered the heart of Colter ; ted the shore when an arrow was shot at he derived confidence, from the belief him, and he cried out, “Colter, I am that escape was within the bounds of wounded !” Colter remonstrated with possibility, but that confidence was nearhim on the folly of attempting to escape, iy being fatal to him, for be exerted himand urged him to come ashore. Instead self to such a degree that the blood gushof complying, he instantly levelled his ed from his nostrils, and soon almost rifle at an Indian, and shot him dead on covered the forepart of his body. He

This conduct, situated as be had now arrived within a mile of the riwas, may appear to have been an act of ver, when he distinctly heard the appalmadness; but it was doubtless the effect ling sound of footsteps behind him, and of sudden, but sound reasoning; for,if ta- every instant expected to feel the spear ken alive, he inust have expected to be tor- of his pursuer. Again he turned his tured to death, according to their custom. head, and saw the savage not twenty He was instantly pierced with arrows so yards from him. Determined, if possinumerous, that, to use the language of ble, to avoid the expected blow, he sudColter, “ He was made a riddle of ?denly stopped, turned round, and spread

They now seized Colter, stripped him out his arms. The Indian, surprised by entirely naked, and began to consult on the suddenness of the action, and perbaps the manner in which he should be put to at the bloody appearance of Colter, also death. They were first inclined to set attempted to stop, but, exhausted with him up as a mark to shoot at; but the running, he fell whilst endeavouring to chief interfered, and seizing him by the throw his spear, which stuck in the shoulder, asked him if he could run fast ? ground, and broke in his hand. Colter Colter, who had been some time among instantly snatched up the pointed part, the Kee-kat-sa, or Crow Indians, had in with which he pinned him to the earth, a considerable degree acquired the Black and then continued his flight.

the spot

VOL. 2.] Change of Manners during the last Century.

381 The foremost of the Indians on arri- that they might set the raft on fire. In ving at the place, stopped till others came this horrible suspense he remained until up to join them, when they set up a hid- night, when, hearing no more of the Ineous yell. Every moment of this time dians, he dived froin under the raft, and was improved by Colter, who although swam silently down the river to a considfainting and exhausted, succeeded in erable distance, when he landed and tras. gaining the skirting of the cotton-wood elled all night. trees, on the borders of the Fork, through Although happy in having escaped from which he ran, and plunged into the river. the Indians, his situation was still dreadFortunately for hiin a little below this ful : he was completely naked, under a place there was an island, against the up- burning sun: the soles of his feet were per point of which a raft of drift timber entirely filled with the thorns of the had lodged; he dived under the raft, and, prickly pear; he was hungry, and had after several efforts, got his head above no means of killing game, although he water among the trunks of the trees, cov- saw abundance round him, and was at least ered over with smaller wood to the depth seven days' journey from Lisa's Fort, on of several feet. Scarcely had he secured the Bighorn branch of the Roche Jaung himself, when the Indians arrived on the river. These were circumstances under river, screeching and yelling, as Colter which almost any man but an American expressed it,“ like so many devils.” bunter would have despaired. He arriThey were frequently on the raft during ved at the fort in seven days, having subthe day, and were seen through the chinks sisted on a root much esteemed by the Inby Colter, who was congratulating him- dians of the Missouri, now known by natself on his escape, until the idea arose uralists as sporal ea esculentu.



DURING THE LAST CENTURY. T WHATthe manners of the times I write The next ceremony was the garter, which

of may be shewn in a fuller light, I the bridegroom's man attempted to pull shall give Mr.Barclay's relation of the most from her leg, but she dropt it on the floor; memorable things that passed in his father's it was a white and silver ribband, which house from the beginning of the century was cut in small morsels to every one in to the year 14, in which his father died. company. The bride's mother then came “My brother," says be,“ was married in in with a basket of favours belonging to the year four, at the age of twenty-one ; the bridegroom : those and the bride's few men were unmarried after this time were the same with the bearings of the of life. I myself was married by my families ; hers were pink and white, his, friends at eighteen, which was thought a blue and gold colour.” proper age.

Sir James Stuart's marriage The company dined and supped togewith President Dalrymple's second daugh- ther, and had a ball in the evening; the ter, brought together a number of peo- same next day at Sir James Stuart's. Oa ple related to both families. At the Sunday there went from the President's signing of the eldest Miss Dalrymple's house to church twenty-three couple all contract the year before, there was an en- in high dress ; Mr. Barclay, then a boy, tire hogshead of wine drank that night, led the youngest Miss Dalrymple, who and the number of people at Sir James was the last of them. They filled the Stuart's was little less. The marriage galleries of the church from the King's was in the President's house, with as seat to the wing loft. The feasting continmany of the relations as it would hold. ued till they had gone thro’all the friends The bride's favours were all sewn on her of the family, with a ball every night. gown, from top to bottom, and round the As the baptism was another public neck and sleeves. The moment the cer- fête, he goes on to describe it thus:emony was performed, the whole com “On the fourth week after the lady's pany ran to her, and pulled offthe favours; delivery, she was set on her bed, on a in an instant she was stripped of them all. low footstool, the bed covered with

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