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alone, and received me with winning grace and Jersey by your newly wedded wife. That hope has amenity. She was looking her very best, and certainly not been fulfilled, and hence doubtless' not the less so, to my mind, that the peculiar sweetly "Say no more, Miss Wilson,' I interrupted, 'let me pensive expression which, as I have before remarked, beg of you. I am, as I have said, a wayward, feathershadowed from time to time the sunshine of her face, headed boy, but even such a one may have a secret was still more strongly marked, or I fancied so, than grief that will not bear probing. Let us talk of somewhen I had previously seen her.

thing else, of—of Captain Webbe, if you will. Do you I could not have believed it possible that the contact expect to see him soon ?' of her welcoming hand would have so agitated me; Very soon. He and Madame Broussard request us, that the light of her smile would have so instantly as I told you, to join them in France before a week fired my blood, chilled, too, as it was by the piercing has passed.' winter wind and drenching sea-spray. Mademoiselle In order to the celebration,' said I, with an effortClémence had not, I remembered, produced, under a poor one, I imagine-at Spartan firmness—in order nearly similar circumstances, at all the same effect to the celebration-the immediate celebration of your upon me; from which I concluded that my former marriage with Mr Harry Webbe.' interview with the Jersey maiden must, and to a “Yes, it is so determined,' replied the maiden with a certain extent unknown to myself, have excited a blush, and I thought a faint, half-regretful sigh. 'I state of latent internal inflammation which required speak unreservedly, Mr Linwood, because I know but a spark from the same divine source to kindle you to be in the confidence of both Captain Webbe into flame.

and his son.' Maria Wilson could not but observe my extreme •You have been informed, then, I presume, of my emotion; and with the instinctive perception of girl-object in venturing to St Malo?? kind in such cases, must, I suspected, have divined its Very imperfectly. Ilarry himself has but a concause; inasmuch that the bright smile was quickly fused notion that you went in search of a lost child ; absorbed by as bright a blush, and the welcoming but perhaps the topic is a painful one.' hand withdrawn with confused haste, and necessarily I said it was not painful to speak upon the subject some slight effort, from mine.

to her; the reverse rather; and I ran rapidly over the By way of apology, I stammered out an inquiry for affair from beginning to end, so far at least as the Madame Dupré.

end had been attained, rigorously omitting, of course, • Madame Dupré,' said Miss Wilson, 'is gone to St all mention of Webbe's complicity with Madame de Helier to arrange some business matters previous to Bonneville-the Auguste Le Moine and Jacques our departure from the island.'

card episodes-and everything, in short, that could You are about to leave Jersey!' I exclaimed: 'for be construed into a violation of the solemn pledge I England, of course.'

had given, never to disclose anything prejudicial to No; for France. You are aware that we have Webbe, with which I might in the course of our received a letter from Captain Webbe. He and adventure become acquainted. Madame Broussard—they are my guardians--insist Maria Wilson listened with an attention that, as the that Madame Dupré and myself shall embark with narrative proceeded, became breathless in its intensity; Baptiste for Granville; so that directly the weather and after I had finished, she remained for several moderates, I shall leave Jersey - probably for minutes absorbed in what seemed to be a painful ever!'

reverie. The last words, spoken in a tone of sadness, and fol- The young girl shook off that mood of thought with lowed by a sigh, added greatly to my excitement; my some effort. 'Strange,' she murmured, as if speaking heart beat wildly, and the jealous, cankering thought to herself as well as to me—strange, that whilst you lurking there, sprang rudely to my lips.

were speaking, it seemed as if several of the scenes you 'Harry Webbe will not, however, accompany you. described were familiar to me; that the misty veil, He, I know, sails in the Scout for England via which obscures and distorts the earlier images of Alderney.'

memory, was, as you spoke, partially, fitfully with"You are mistaken, sir,' was the reply. 'Mr Harry drawn! Curious illusion, that, were I not certain of Webbe will find means of reaching Cherbourg from the contrary, would persuade me that the scene Alderney. His father does not deem it prudent,' she below Gravesend—the flat sandy shore and child playcontinued loftily, that the gallant leader of the Scouts ing there, the broad-winding river, the boat with its in their recent victory should’

white glittering sails, ay, and the man and woman too This was too much, and I furiously broke in -was a pictured experience, faded but not effaced with: “The devil fetch the Scouts and their gallant from the tablet of memory, and brought out, as it leader'

were, by your description !! • Sir! Mr Linwood!' in her turn interrupted Miss A wild idea flashed upon my mind. “You are not,' Wilson, and well-nigh as fiercely, as she rose from I exclaimed, 'a native of Jersey ?' her chair with indignant wonder, ‘have you lost your No; I was born in .Madeira. My father was senses?'

Captain Wilson, a retired naval officer of the East “Yes, I believe I have; at least I seem to be on the India Company's service. He died when I was in my brink of losing them, so duped, self-duped, befooled fourth year; and my mother, Marie Broussard, sister have I been Pardon me,' I added, yielding way, of my guardian, Adèle Broussard, lad preceded him to perforce, to the torrent of excited feeling which swept the tomb. I have been in Jersey about five years only. through' me-Pardon me: I am a foolish, wayward The earliest event,' added Miss Wilson, 'that dwells boy-rash as fire, but guiltless of intentional offence- distinctly in my memory, is the wreck upon the Irish especially towards you!'

coast of the ship in which we sailed from Madeira. To My face was buried in my hands, but Maria Wilson's the courage and resource of Captain Webbe, who comgently toned reply-'I have nothing to pardon, Mr manded the ill-fated vessel, my aunt-nurse and myself Linwood; and if I had, the cruel disappointment which were mainly indebted, I have always understood, for I cannot doubt to be the source of such painful the preservation of our lives.' emotion would amply excuse it'-caused me to hastily May I ask if you have lately seen Madame withdraw them, and stare bewilderedly in hers for its Broussard ?' interpretation.

*No; she has an unconquerable aversion to the sea. * Captain Webbe's letter,' she went on to say, 'inti- When I was en pension near Coutance, I saw hier often. mates that he hoped you would be accompanied to My aunt has been ever kind and good to me,' added

Miss Wilson; "and though a rigid Catholic herself, you and me, it has become much too risky of late caused me, in compliance with my father's dying years even for him. His “luck” is really marvellous. injunctions, to be educated in the Protestant faith, Were it not for that, cool, wary, brave as he is, he and the principles of a true English girl.'

would long since have had to walk the plank'*Your kind frankness, Miss Wilson, has dissipated “The pilot wishes to speak with you, sir,' interrupted a fantastic idea which your previous remarks excited.' a seaman, half-opening the cabin-door. We are off

• That I, not the young lady in St Malo, might be the Corbière.' the lost child! Upon my word, I thought so! Reassure Dowling hastened on deck, and I soon afterwards yourself, Mr Linwood,' added Maria Wilson with a gay turned in. Harry Webbe, I should state, was on board, laugh; your fair fiancée, not Mr Harry Webbe's, is but had not shewn himself in the cabin-perhaps from the true Lucy Hamblin: there can be no doubt about an easily comprehensible repugnance to meeting me. that; and I sincerely hope that the course of true The wind had moderated by the morning; but there love, though it would appear for the present checked was still a tremendous sea on, and so dull and dark and turned awry, will soon run smooth again.'

was the day, that when lifted to the crests of the Can you conjecture what motive Captain Webbe giant waves, one could discern nothing distinctly that could have in telling me that you were till very lately was more than three or four miles distant. That unknown to him?'.

extent of furious sea was searched by vigilant eyes, No motive whatever, except his love of mysti- from the tops as well as the deck, in quest of the fication. Captain Webbe is, you know, an inveterate coveted prize, of which Dowling had been furnished farceur Hush! here is Madame Dupré.'

with a pen-and-ink sketch, that would enable him to I stayed but a few minutes after the old lady's identify her at a glance. Two square-rigged vessels entrance; long enough, however, to hear that nothing were sighted, running up Channel, almost under bare but the frightful weather prevented the immediate poles; but the Yankee was nowhere to be seen, and a embarkation of Madame Dupré and her fair charge for feeling of surly disappointment was fast spreading France, under the guidance of Monsieur Baptiste. amongst both officers and crew of the Scout, when

Late in the evening, a message reached me from at about 4 P.M., a large three-masted ship suddenly Dowling. The wind had veered sufficiently to enable loomed through the thickening darkness, hardly half a the Scout to go out of harbour; the tide served, and I league to leeward of the privateer brig. Dowling conmust be on board without delay. I complied with fidently pronounced her to be the Columbia of New alacrity; and although it was still blowing great guns, Orleans; the course of the Scout was instantly changed, and the night was dark as Erebus, I intrusted myself to meet and speak her, and a buzz of grinning exultwithout fear or hesitation to the well-found privateer- ation succeeded to the querulous murmuring of the brig, and her hardy, skilful crew. A ticklish affair, corsair crew. The wind, I must here pause to remark, nevertheless, was the getting away from the harbour had not long before died away to a moderate puffy and bay. Half-a-dozen touch-and-go tacks in that breeze; ominously so, several of the old-salts were wild sea, and amidst hidden rocks, to get clear of saying to each other, their judgment being apparently Elizabeth Castle ! Once, however, that Noirmont governed by the black cloud-mountains, so to speak, Point was weathered, the danger was held to be past, fast piling upon each other to windward, and spreading though the brig was buried in the sea, which swept her over the face of the sky. fore and aft; and Dowling, who had stationed himself The Columbia was a splendid vessel, of certainly over by the wheel, came below for a few minutes.

700 tons burden; and as the Scout neared her, she It must be urgent business that drove the Scout to hoisted English colours. That move was replied to sea on such a night as this,'I remarked, whilst Dowling by a shotted gun from the privateer, throwing a was taking an inside lining of strong brandy-grog. ball across her bows, which peremptory summons to

* You are right: the urgent business of making parley was repeated in words, through Dowling's money. A richly laden enemy's ship-I don't mind trumpet, as soon as the vessels came within hail of telling you, Mr Linwood-is now, or will be early each other. to-morrow, running up Channel in the direction of “What ship is that?' shouted Dowling. Havre de Grace; which richly laden enemy's ship I The Caroline of London, Captain Hollens, last from fully intend shall be a prize to the Scout before next Jamaica,' was the response; to which was added : sundown.'

What are you?' • An American ship, is it not?'

His Majesty Kirke Webbe's privateer gun-brig • Guess again, Mr Linwood, and you 'll guess Scout,'returned Dowling. “Have the goodness to lie-to, wrong.'

and tell Captain Hollens to come on board with the * Information concerning which has been furnished Caroline of London's papers. And bear a hand, or we by Captain Webbe, in a letter delivered to you by shall have to fetch him and them.' Baptiste.'

You are mistaken, after all,'I remarked to Dowling, «Right again! Duplicate information to that effect as I stood by him, and watched the lowering of one of has been brought in a letter by Baptiste. You must the stranger's boats. be a wizard, Mr Linwood.'

'I think not,' he replied; "at all events, I shall • Have you been long associated with Captain Webbe, take the liberty of sending the Caroline of London may I inquire, in these-h-e-m—these remarkable to Guernsey, upon suspicion. Mr Harry Webbe,” he enterprises ?'

continued, beckoning to that young gentleman, who For more years than you have fingers and toes. had persisted in shyly avoiding me, 'get ready to go on Captain Jules Renaudin, added Dowling with a board with the prize-crew. Be smart,' added Dowling, merry laugh, I have not been so long acquainted after an anxious glance to windward. with, though I shook hands with him within a few Harry Webbe immediately dived below; two of the weeks of his first appearance in that character. He Scout's boats were dropped into the water, and one was has no doubt told you all about that delicious trick. filled with armed men by the time the Columbia or First-rate, was it not?'

Caroline's boat came alongside. • He told me of his audacious personation of the I could not, from where I stood, see the face of deceased commander of the Passe-partout.'

Captain Hollens as he came upon deck, and spoke with • That was it. I was one of four out of the crew of Dowling; but it struck me that I knew the voice-a the Wasp that took to the boats who escaped drown. peculiar one, and pitched in alt, as he replied to some ing. No other man but Webbe,” said Dowling, 'could sharp remark of the Scout's chief-officer, followed, I have played such a game with success; and between could hear, by an invitation from that gentleman to

accompany him below; a request which the captive Nundy-droog; and in one day 450 Mohammedan captain had no choice but to comply with.

sepoys were disarmed and turned out of the fort, on Mr Harry Webbe quickly reappeared ; and warned the ground of an intended massacre. . .. So late as by the portentous aspect of the heavens, hurried into March 1807, so universal was the dread of a general the boat first in readiness, and pulled off towards the revolt among the native troops, that the British officers prize. He and his boat's crew had just got safely on attached to the native troops constantly slept with board when Dowling cảme on deck. That energetic loaded pistols under their pillows.'* officer was about to order the boat containing the When we ask what occasioned this remarkable remainder of the prize-crew to cast off, when at once outbreak, we learn that an attempt had been made by broke the tempest in a hurricane-blast, that tore the the military men at Madras to change the shape of the Scout's sails to shreds : at nearly the same moment, sepoy turban into something resembling the helmet of the volleyed lightning shivered the foremast to splin- the light infantry of Europe, and to prevent the native ters, and the shrieks of seamen struck down by troops from wearing, on their foreheads, the marks that terrific agent, feebly mingled with the crash characteristic of their various castes. From these of a thunderburst, which shook every timber in the trivial circumstances, in connection with the appearprivateer's hull.

ances of activity on the part of the missionaries, it had been found possible, by the sons of a dethroned

Mohammedan prince, to inspire the sepoys with a THE INDIAN REVOLT.

belief that the British government meant to convert Nothing seems more remarkable regarding the late them forcibly to Christianity. Such was the view mutinies and outrages in India, than their unexpected- taken of the affair by the governor of Madras, as exness. How vain to complain of the want of foresight of the case with that now so painfully arresting our

pressed in his subsequent proclamation ; and the parity in the higher officials, when the officers in immediate attention, is striking. The change of cap corresponds command of the native troops were all of them so with the greased cartridges. The suspected working of much taken by surprise! Nay, after many of the Tippoo's sons finds a parallel in that of Nena Sahib and regiments had broken out and committed the most probably the king of Delhi. In both cases, the private frightful acts, there were officers in the remaining efforts for the Christianising of the Hindoos are regiments who expressed themselves as confident interpreted into the forecast of a design of forcible that their corps were sound—some were actually in 1806, as in 1857, that a large body of native troops,

conversion. The results also are the same. We find writing off assurances of this soundness, when the usually docile and friendly, becomes suddenly excited men broke in and murdered them. One officer, lately into a murderous fury, in which all their habitual retired from a high rank in a native regiment, and feelings are cast aside and forgotten. now residing in this country, had lived on the most If we look a little further into the past, we shall kindly terms with his men-visiting every one who find only too many other facts helping to explain the fell sick, and receiving from them in return the most Indian revolt. We shall there see that when an alarm pleasing marks of grateful and affectionate regard. to the keener feelings of any semi-civilised people is On his first retiring to a hill-station for the sake of his absorbs all other feelings, and transforms them into

once allowed to have way, it spreads like an epidemic; health, a number of them voluntarily pilgrimised to monsters of cruelty. Whether it be a dread of invasion his house, to pay their respects to him. He loudly and interference, as in the case of the French Revoluboasted to his friends in England, that it was impossible tion, or a belief that the doctors are poisoning the that his regiment should revolt and commit murder. wells, as in that of the cholera of 1833 at St PetersYet it did both! In short, the sepoy revolt of 1857 has burg, or an apprehension that the popular creed is to immensely exceeded all calculations which any one

be put in danger, as in this instance, the phenomena ever professed to be able to form regarding the cha- are precisely similar, being only of course liable to be

modified by the degree of civilisation attained, and racter and conduct of the native Indian troops.

other collateral circumstances. Such affairs really It might not entirely have been so, if the lessons of present themselves to us with all the features of an history could be constantly kept fresh in mind. It infectious disease, and they can justly be considered in is little more than fifty years since a portion of these no other light. The committers of the outrages are troops gave way to an impulse as unexpected and the same men as they wont to be in a certain about as difficult to account for, and with precisely the sense. To all intents and purposes they are changed same astounding results. It was on the 10th of July the Duke of Brunswick's army was past, the Parisians

men, being for the time maniacs. After the dread of 1806, to pursue the narrative of a well-known writer, who had butchered the aristocrats in prison and strung that the European barracks at Vellore [in the Car- them upon lamp-ropes in the streets, were no more natic, Madras Presidency], containing then four com- bloodthirsty than other people of their grade and plete companies of the 69th regiment, were surrounded education. So we verily believe will it be found by two battalions of sepoys in the Company's service, regarding these wretched sepoys after their paroxysm who poured in a heavy fire of musketry at every door is over. It will be very natural to give them such and window upon the soldiers : at the same time, the mercy as they gave; but we believe that to act in that European sentries, the soldiers at the main-guard, and for the future safety of the Indian empire, than men

way is much less demanded by any view of its necessity the sick in the hospital, were put to death ; the officers' in the excitement of the time will be willing to allow. houses were ransacked, and every body found in them Most probably, once recovered from the fit, the sepoys murdered. Upon the arrival of the 19th Light will generally become as sensible of their error, and as Dragoons, under Colonel Gillespie, the sepoys were much disposed to condemn themselves, as we are. immediately attacked ; 600 cut down upon the spot,

What is rationally required of the superior people in and 200 taken from their hiding-places and shot. this case is to study the nature of the feelings which There perished of the four European companies about have been wrought upon, and take measures for, if 164, besides officers; and many British officers of the in future. If it be impossible either to extinguish the

possible, preventing any groundless panic being spread native troops were murdered by the insurgents. Subsequent to this explosion, there was a mutiny at

* Sydney Smith. Edin, Review, No. 23.

sensitiveness, or avoid exciting it, then the only course passengers of holiday; playing on the green sward, and that remains is, that we be constantly on our guard appearing and vanishing among the rocks were with a sufficient proportion of European forces to healthy-looking children’ (meaning sweet cherubs); suppress outbreak when it takes place.

and every now and then, on rounding some swelling point, a group of young ladies, attended by their

servants, would present themselves, fishing in gay A STEERAGE PASSENGER'S VIEW OF skiffs near the water-gates of their houses. SYDNEY.

Sydney, according to our steerage passenger, is one

of the cleanest and healthiest cities in the world. It JOHN ASKEw, a steerage passenger, has favoured the has a natural drainage of the most perfect kind. Some world with a description, drawn from personal obser- of its streets are cut out of the sandstone rock on which vation, of Australia and New Zealand ; and, upon the it is founded ; and some of the houses are reached whole, the world is much obliged to him.* The world by flights of steps constructed in the same manner. consists, in great part, of steerage passengers, who are The shops, more especially in Pitt Street, are splendid not much taken with the books of scientific voyagers, establishments. Another street is three miles long, geographers, ethnologists, political economists; and another two; and another, the third in point of length, as for the books of unlearned cabin passengers, the is further distinguished by its troops of dogs—the only distinction they present is, that the personages miserable turnspit, the ferocious mastiff, bull, kangaroo, they describe belong exclusively to the cabin, and are and Newfoundland, besides a mongrel breed that therefore removed, by a certain number of feet of the roam at large owned by no one. Happily for the main-deck, from the sympathies of the steerage. John inhabitants, hydrophobia is unknown in Australia, or Askew is much interested in a fat man and his wife the consequences might be serious before so great an who were always asleep on the deck under the lee of army of the carnivora could be annihilated.' Goats, the long-boat; and in Mother Gibson, who never ceased likewise, are very numerous and very advantageous calling to her darling boy, George, you little rascal, favourites; for they give their owners milk, and find God bless your little soul!' Now, a cabin passenger themselves. Sydney has of course its West End, with would tell us of Colonel Smith and his penchant for buildings four stories in height and in the Italian cigars and claret; and of the Hon. Mr Brown and his style. The best time to see this neighbourhood in all wonderful aptness at a pun, and politeness to the its glory, is on a summer's evening, about an hour ladies. There is not much difference. Still, we own after sunset, when the drawing-rooms are in a blaze of to a leaning towards the steerage. John Askew, in light. Then the rich tones of the piano, or some other spite of his name, looks straight forward, and tells us musical instrument, are heard gushing forth from the what he sees; he is not fettered by rules of art, and open windows, accompanied by the sweet melody of cares not a straw about the harmony of his colours, female voices, plaintive, or lively, blending in the provided they are the colours actually before him. A general harmony. Beautiful ladies, dressed in white, writer like this we rely upon. He is worth fifty of may be seen sitting upon the verandahs, or lounging your more amusing, imaginative tourists--such as the on magnificent couches, partially concealed by the musical artiste, who some years ago, by his misrepre- folds of rich crimson curtains, in drawing-rooms which sentations of Sydney in these pages, placed us in so display all the luxurious comforts and magnificence of false a position towards the inhabitants. By the way, the east, intermingled with the elegant utilities of the this is a fortunate thought; it suggests to us the west. Scenes like these greet the spectator at every propriety of taking the present opportunity of making step; and they are “ever changing, ever new." the amende honorable to that injured city by giving Fairy-like forms flit before the light, affording now John Askew's steerage view of it, to be placed in and then a moment's pleasure by a glimpse of their juxta-position with the caricature of Mishka Hauser, lovely features ere they disappear. And the lightly who was doubtless a cabin passenger.

sounding footfall and the merry laughter of happy And the opportunity is a good one, for the description children, add still more to the pleasing variety of gives a picture to the mind's eye, which is not always sounds which float upon the evening breeze.' to be said of more ambitious pen-and-ink sketches. Within this city there is a working-man's city, not Skirting along the entrance to Botany Bay, and soon its least interesting portion. It is about a mile long, after diving from the main ocean into the inlet between by half a mile in breadth, and the ground was sold the North and South Heads, which are about a mile in small sections for the houses of operatives. These apart, our voyager might have fancied himself in a dwellings are built of brick, and are two stories high; new world, peopled by the phantoms of memory, and their occupiers vie with each other in keeping stalking along the spicey shore,

them clean and in good order.' Some working-men Alone, unfriended, melancholy, slow

possess three or four of these houses besides their

own; and the whole property represents savings made some tender cracksman or pensive pickpocket

by the operative classes.

The theatre, desecrated by our wicked fiddler, is in
Doomed the far isles of Sydney Cove to see,
The martyr of his crimes, but true to thee!

reality very handsomely fitted up; and the perform

ance on the stage would, in John Askew's opinion, do From this inlet, called the North Harbour, a compa- no discredit to the boards of the best of our metroratively narrow channel leads into the main harbour, politan houses. There are likewise two circuses, a which is a perfect paradise of beauty. Then are seen menagerie, two museums, &c. But the most numewhite cottages and gardens, then suburban villas in the rous and most questionable places of public amusemidst of orange-groves and hanging vines, and then- ment are the free concerts at all the second-rate inns. at a distance of seven miles from the sea—the City of The free luncheons at these places are a less intelligible a hundred Coves'-no vulgar allusions, sir !-her build- kind of liberality. 'A little before eleven A.M., there ings rising amphitheatrely, and, towering above them is a table laid out in one of the principal public rooms, all, the lofty spire of St James's, which, as Mr Askew with joints of cold meat, radishes, pickles, cheese, and remarks, makes a beautiful finish heavenward.' bread and butter, and it remains there till nearly one

Gliding along these enchanted waters, were plea- P.M. Any person entering the house during this time sure-boats full of elegantly dressed people—the cabin -if he only want a single glass of ale-is entitled to

sit down and partake of anything upon the table, free A Voyage to Australia and New Zealand. By a Steerage of charge. The botanic gardens stand in excellent Passenger, John Askew. London: Simpkin and Marshall. 1857. contrast with such establishments; and they have two


peculiarities worth noticing—they are resorted to in buried in the smoke of towns. What the Scottish Astronthe glaring and sultry days of summer by the sedent- omer Royal proposes is, not to remove the Observatory ary needlewomen, who work under the grateful shadow from Edinburgh permanently, or at all; but merely to of the Norfolk Island pines; and the lectures on establish a temporary observing station for the summer botany are attended chiefly by young women. But monthis, in some lofty locality. During these summer the young women of Sydney read novels as well as months, he enjoys a vacation from his duties at the study botany, as we find incidentally by one of those university; and they are precisely the season when, in nice little bits of description in which our steerage Scotland, clouds and prolonged twilight render observations, passenger excels : “The lower garden descends with a especially with the equatorial, almost useless. With this

a high southern mountain, 'he gentle slope to the top of a beautiful bay which forms instrument alone, on that part of the harbour between Dawe's Battery and would, in fact, be able to make more observations, and Lady Macquarrie's Chair. The head of this bay is each of them of surpassing excellence, than in a whole formed into a semicircle by a low breastwork of year in Edinburgh.” The mountain he proposes is the masonry, the top of which is on a level with the feet high, and only a week's voyage from England due

Peak of Teneriffe, which he has already visited, 12,200 garden, and

covered by a continuation of green, south. sward. A few feet in the rear of this wall is a broad of 11,000 feet, and is stated to be clear of cloud during

• A sufficiently large plateau exists at the height gravel-walk, the length of the semicircle, which winds the summer ; while, if one observation of Humboldts can delightfully past little hills and knolls beautified with be depended on, the air is then more transparent than at trees, or under the shade of projecting rocks where the same height on either the Alps or the Andes.' seats are placed for the visitors. One of these seats is called Lady Macquarrie's Chair. It is overshadowed by a fig-tree, and is much resorted to by the novel

IN LOVING THE E. reading section of the community. At full tide, the

As shadows fall from linden trees, waters of the bay are level with the lower part of the

Old Madge, with eye of gray, garden, and sometimes they ripple a few feet over the

Through a quaint and gabled mansion, greensward. This charming spot is much frequented

Now slowly leads the way: by all classes on the Sunday afternoons, and the view

And she murmurs to the lady, from the bay, which takes in the whole of the gardens,

Whose bright hair fioweth free, is most picturesque.'

As soft she opes the dim oak-door: Our readers will now have seen that, so far as one

He died in loving thee.' can judge from externals, there is a good deal of refine

The lady's lord hath followed close ment and elegance about Sydney; but there is one dark

Where, redd’ning out the gloom spot in its character—the attachment of the masses to excessive drinking-which is not the less lament

The sunset fills, with faces pale,

A strange old-pictured room. able that it identifies the offshoot with the parent

“Now, Edith fair, thy wish is thine, community. The consequences, our voyager tells us,

Thy wish once more to see of this inordinate drinking, are heart-disease, delirium

The dreaming artist-lad's wild home, tremens, and madness, to an appalling extent. But

Who died in loving thee.' strange to say, the vice does not seem as yet to be attended with the economical evils which in the

The lady's face grows very pale, old country follow like its shadow. With all this

Her blue eyes fill with tears

She thinks of one now gone before, drinking, there is very little distress or poverty. I

The one of olden years : did not see a single instance of that lamentable

The haunting Past, like great joys fied, pauperism commonly met with at home, when a family

Which never more may be, of children have been deprived of either of their

Steals round the heart that echoes sad, parents. There are no poor-rates or union workhouses.

'Who died in loving thee.' If a person having a family, be sick, his wife can earn

On easel rests the canvas still, as much by washing or sewing, as will supply all the domestic wants till he is better. Should husband

The dress of velvet there, and wife both be ill at one time, their case is soon

Down where the lad hath often kopt known, and their wants are supplied by voluntary

His vigil of despair. contributions. And if a person died, leaving no effects

All seems the same, save that the dust behind him, he would be buried by public subscrip

Lies o'er the tracing freetion. This shews that the new community is in that

‘Dust !' whispers Madge, 'like his great heart,

Who died in loving thee.' happy state when as yet population does not press upon the means of subsistence.' It is to be hoped that

The lady's iord from canvas tears before the day of doom arrives, the refinement of the

Its tattered eaten screen, other classes may have spread downwards, and so

And soft stands out an angel face, disarmed it of one-half its terrors.

Caught from some angel-dream.
Around the head a golden light

Is playing full and free

Thy face, by him." my lord hath cried,

Who died in loving thee.'
Professor Piazzi Smyth has included in the Astronomical
Observations made at the Royal Observatory, Edinburgh,

O God, my heart!' Old Madge hath caught,

With still and bated breath, recently printed, a proposal of a novel kind. He considers

My lady's form—the shade that comes, that, without taking account of clouds or other impedi

She knows is that of death. ments, the smaller undulations of the atmosphere alone, even when all is clear and tranquil to the naked eye, are

"The haunting Past, like great joys fled,

Which never more may be, sufficient of themselves almost to neutralise the utility of

Hath broke her heart,' sighs pale old Vadge; the reflecting telescope, and that the obstruction is still greater in a large than in a small apparatus. Newton

'She died in loving thee.'

SIIADOW. recommended that to avoid these undulations, the telescope should be raised above the grosser parts of the atmosphere, by being placed on a high mountain; but so far from this Printed and Published by W. and R. CHAMBERS, 47 Paterbeing attended to, we find observatories, as if by some

noster Row, LONDON, and 339 High Street, EDINBURGH. Also

sold by WILLIAM ROBERTSON, 23 Upper Sackville Street, DUBLIN, fatality, situated in the depths of valleys, and frequently and all Booksellers.


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