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different ranks, superbly apparelled, and surrounded by multitudes of insolent attendants and servants; liberally exercising their cudgels on all who do not keep a duly respectful distance from their haughty masters. Notwithstanding their brutality, yet it is under the protection of these attendants that the Greek suttlers and canteeners, the Jew furnishers of clothing, old or new, the gypsey blacksmiths, conjurors, and fortune-tellers, poultry-stealers, and, when requisite,executioners,place themselves. No Turkish army ever takes the field without Jewish contractors and furnishers; for they supply the Spahis and Timariotes with barley for their horses, and bread-corn for the men; unless the army be to remain for some time in one position; when the surrounding country, friend or foe, is equally laid under contribution.

When on a march, the army halt for the night, and the attendants are employed to set up tents for the commanders; the bazars, or markets, are opened in various parts of the camp. The scouring parties produce the sheep, &c. they have stolen; the gipsies open their bags of poultry, often suffocated by the sulphur burnt under the trees or roosts to bring them down; the suttlers and coffee-men display their stores and stoves; the Jews their scales for exchange of money; the soldiers sing to the sound of their lutes; the seraskier or commander holds his court; the great men give and receive visits of ceremony;-but all this time no outpost, not even a sentinel is appointed; every one lays him down to rest under the protection of that fatality in which the essence of Mussulmanism consists.

AUTHENTIC ANECDOTES OF THE LATE REV. DR. BARRETT, VICE-PROVOST OF TRINITY-COLLEGE, DUBLIN.

THE HE object of this memoir was born in Dublin, in the year 1753, and was the son of a clergyman in rather confined circumstances. After receiving the usual rudiments of a classical education, he entered college about the year 1773, as a non-decremented pensioner; and passing through the usual routine of preliminary instruction, he obtained a fellowship in 1778. In 1791, he became a member of the senior board, and in 1792, librarian, having enjoyed the office of assistant during the preceding eight years. His habits, at all times retired, became decidedly cenobitical before he had pass ed his prime. Until the last twenty years, however, he occasionally ventured beyond the walls of the college, to dine with a gentleman of the Irish bar to whom he was much attached, but always on the express condition that there should be no ladies present. The following was a favourite question c his, and was proposed by him to myself at a Hebrew examination :-" What other mainin" (meaning)" has rosh besides caput?. -Why it means pison (poison); and there's a passage

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in Scripture which is translated what head's above the head of a womanbut it ought to be-what pison's above the pison of a woman."

After he relinquished this anti-ascetic indulgence, he became a voluntary prisoner, never passing the college gate, except when he happened to be appointed one of the Lent preachers, and when he went to the Bank to receive the interest on his myriad of debentures. These were, indeed, so numerous, that the clerks, relying on his integrity, and shrinking from the Herculean task themselves, gladly allowed him to mark them himself. One of the junior fellows (at present in the enjoyment of a college living) has been known to borrow a debenture, in order to have an excuse for accompanying the Doctor to the Bank, and witnessing the operation. Once, and once only, was he known to undertake a long journey; and that was on the occasion of a law suit relative to coll ge property, which obliged him to tran: plant himself to the county of Kerry,one of the most remote parts of Ireland, and to him an ultima Thule. Many stories are in circulation

relative to his progress, such as his mistaking geese for swans, and not knowing what pigs were. But whatever may be said of the goose and swan story, the other is evidently overstrained, for he had a most retentive memory, and had seen pigs in his boyhood.

proof agains the effect it produced in uttering the most indifferent sentences? And how shall I succeed in conveying even the most remote idea of that peculiar articulation, interrupted, yet continuous, hurried, but alays emphatic, with which his sentences impigned upon the tympanum of the auditors?

He usually walked in the Fellows' garden, the park, or the courts of the From a host of anecdotes, it shall be college, encumbered with the weight of my care to cull a few of those (quorum his entire wardrobe, consisting of a coat, pars magnum fui) which best tend to vest, and breeches (brown in reality, exhibit the peculiar features of his mind, but by courtesy black), a shirt (black and the leading characteristics of his in reality, but in courtesy white), hose, disposition; and I shall conscientiously and no cravat. At home he sat con- separate truth from fiction, and, as it stantly without the coat, the waistcoat were, filter away every thing equivocal being furnished with sleeves. On the or overcharged. And I must in the occasion of a fellowship examination, outset protest against the immoderate it was no easy matter to become con- use of the expression "do you see me vinced of his identity; for he never now?" with which most retailers of failed to wash his hands and face on those anecdotes, tinctured as it would such occasions, and vacancies occur in seem with too much of an improvisatore Dublin College almost every year, or at style, interlard the phrases attributed to least every two years. This phenom- him. Nor have I ever heard him swear, enon,added to the assumption of a clean altho' I have no doubt of the veracity gown (which, however, he always ex- of those who have at times assured me changed for the old and unctuous one that they had heard him. That which immediately after examination), impro- was truly unique in his diction, (which ved his exterior so much, that he might was by no means felicitous,) was a habactually have passed for a handsome it he had acquired of assigning a reason old man. But the disposition of his for every thing. "Put" (the u being locks was not unlike the radiation of a pronounced as in but), " Put," said he bunch of radishes, and such curls as fell to one of the porters who were attending off (for his hair had in latter years but at table," the-cover-upon-the-cowleda precarious tenure,) he always attach- mutton.... not-to-keep-it-from-gettined with hair-pins to the back of his head. cowled....because-its-cowled-already.... It was once well-said and feelingly but-to-keep-the-flies-from-it." "You're deplored in one of our most celebrated Sir K.....," said he, addressing a journals, that we cannot " quote a nose, bachelor of arts, " because-you've-taken hitch a note of admiration upon a lady's your-degree." cheek, or put the turn of a countenance between inverted commas." This inconvenience bears hard upon one who attempts to record the jests of the late vice-provost of Trinity College. For, besides the impossibility of delineating in cold black and white the dwarfish figure of the doctor, and the beaked nose of his face, (not very unlike the print of Gray, and therefore bordering upon the parrot cast,)-by what witchery of the goose-quill could that voice be heard by the eye thro' the medium of a piece of paper, that dry, gritty, angular voice, which was so essentially and intimately grotesque, that the utmost rigidity of muscle was hardly

His ruling passion is alleged to have been the love of money, with what trtuth I shall not here enquire; for this is no time to scrutinize his foibles, when his bones are scarcely yet settled within the grave. It is certain that he was no stranger to those kindlier feelings of which the mere miser is incapable. I have seen his cats, and cocks, and hens, passing out of the hall-door before him in the morning, and himself patting them, and giving directions to his college-woman about them. When his former and favourite old woman, Catty, was on her death-bed, nothing could exceed the humanity with which he provided for her necessities. It is even

said, that he complied with her request of having masses said for her soul, and that he paid for them out of his own pocket.

That the erudition of Dr. Barrett should be almost without a parallel might be expected from his habits of complete seclusion, added to a memory of a power little short of miraculous, even in matters the most trivial. The following anecdote I had from the mouth of Sir Charles Ormsby, a barrister, some years deceased. This gentleman, having occasion to call upon him after a lapse of twenty years, during which the doctor had never seen him, was not only addressed by name, but by his college designation: "Ormsby primus....how-do-ye-do?" Another gentleman, who had entered college on the same day, nearly forty years ago, took occasion, although unacquainted, to visit him during his last illness, and was immediately accosted with "Aye, you're H******* you enthered college-the same day with me.... Igot-first-place, and-you-got-eleventh." The following instance exhibiting quickness of perception, in addition to memory, was communicated to me by a friend eminently skilful in numismatic affairs, and one of those least likely to be obliged to have recourse to extraneous aid in decyphering coins. The piece of money and the interpretation, with the remark annexed in the doctor's hand-writing, are now lying before me." The affair of the coin was this," writes my friend, "I could not decypher it, nor could any of the friends who understood the Greek character in which the epigraph was given, and whom I consulted. W*

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however, offered to consult Barrett, and went down at the moment to College he met Jack in the square, who, on the instant that he glanced his eye on the piece, which is by no means in good conversation, strung off the inscription :"-" Inscription, ΑΥΤΟΚΡ Μ IOLI ΦΙΛΙΠΠΟΣ ΣΕΒ

That is, AvtoxρaTwp Næpxos loudios Je reßasos, or, the Emperor Julius Philippus Augustus. He killed Gordian in Syria, where he was made Emperor, in 244." This comment he added in the same breath with the ex

planation of the legend, and wrote both down at the request of the enquirer.

Of the limited range of enjoyments to which the Vice-Provost was necessarily restricted from his habits of monachism those of the table were not the least prominent. In drinking he was remarkably abstemious, but his manducating propensities developed themselves in no equivocal manner. Faithful to the Commons' bell, he opened his hall-door at three o'clock every day, and the ceremony of closing it was so attractive in the eyes of those disposed to gratify their risible inclinations, that groups might frequently be observed assembled in the court for the purpose of witnessing the complicated process. After pulling the door to, he used to swing from the handle for the space of some seconds, and then run a tilt against the pannels, almost in the manner of a battering-ram, until he became satisfied by the result of repeated ordeals that no straggler about college could gain admission without co-operation from within. He then tucked up the skirts of his gown, and, în a pace rapid for a man of his years, proceeded across the court towards the dining-hall. On one occasion, many years since, some mushrooms were served up in a very scanty quantity, as they were only just coming into season. The Vice-Provost devoured them all; and some of the fellowcommoners, indignant at the appropriation, were determined to punish him. A whisper accordingly began to circulate that the mushrooms had been of a rather suspicious appearance, and most probably of a deleterious nature. When the buzz, thickening as it approached the head of the table, reached the ears of the Vice-Provost, his agony was extreme, and his cries for assistance not to be withstood. A draught of oil was accordingly procured, which he was obliged to swallow as an emetic, and the triumph of the avengers was complete.

In wit and repartee he was by no means deficient. One day, at Commons, Mr. *******, one of the junior fellows, distinguished for his classical attainments, took occasion to ask the Doctor in a bantering tone how he would translate the opening of Cæsar's Commentaries-Gallia est omnis divisa in

partes tres, and instantly received the following retort-"Why ... I-suppose-id-say-All Gaul is quarthered into three halves, Misther *******." A jib (or new comer in college), unacquainted with the person of the ViceProvost, dazzled his eyes one day with a looking-glass, upon which the Doctor having detected the delinquent, fined him and his brother ten shillings each for casting reflections on the heads of College.

are estimated at about 1000l. would have reverted to Dr. ***** had the Vice-Provost survived a few days longer. In consequence of his demise it devolves upon Dr. ****, the new senior fellow. His disease was a dropsy, and he died on the evening of Thursday last in the 69th year of his age.

Reports are, of course, various, as to the particulars of the Doctor's will. It is certain that his own family inherit the smallest part of the spoil. To his His regularity in attending to col- brother he has bequeathed £50 a year; lege business was extreme. It is on to one of his nieces, a widow, £100 a record, that a poor soldier was once year, with a reversion to her children; near undergoing a flogging, in conse- to each of two others, £30 a year. To quence of the neglect of some duty each of his executors, he has left a lewhile absorbed in the perusal of Baron gacy of £500 to indemnify them for Munchausen. Tom Jones was more their trouble; to his college-woman, it fatal to Jacky Barrett, (the Doctor's is believed, £100 a year. The head familiar designation throughout college), porter of the University has succeeded while a student of Trinity college. At to a handsome bequest, which some that time the Doctor was much addicted exaggerate to £1000 a year; but which to the perusal of novels. One baleful is more probably two or three hundred. day, his attention was so engrossed by This was a debt of gratitude. About the adventures of the hero above-men- ten or twelve years since, some worktioned, that he actually forgot, until too men conspired to murder and rob the late, to repair to the College Chapel Vice-Provost, and had actually remov(where he was reader for the week), ed some slates from the roof of his and thereby incurred a heavy penalty. building, in order to gain admission by While he was once examining a class night. The plot was detected and of graduates, in the Hebrew Psalter, one prevented by the activity of the headof them being insufficiently prepared, porter, who ever after watched over was prompted by his neighbour. It him with unremitted vigilance, and was the 114th psalm that he was en- was, in fact, notwithstanding the differdeavouring to translate, and he had got ence of rank, his most confidential as far as "the mountains skipped like friend up to his last moments. The rams," when the professor perceived bulk of his property, amounting to what was going forward, and interrupt- something between eighty and a huned the proceeding with the following dred thousand pounds, he has left, as adverse proposition:-"Why-the- he expresses it in his will, "to feed the mountains-skipped-to-be-sure....but, Sir hungry and clothe the naked." *********, you're promptin.”

Not long before his death he put the question to Mr. ******, who was sitting with him, which of the fellows would be sorryest for him in the event of his dying? Mr. ****** replied, that he, for one, would be sorry, and he was confident that the feeling would be general. "Aye,...but-who'll-be-sorryest?

I'll tell-you-who'll-be-sorryest...... It'll be Tom ***** *,...for-he'll-lose-ninehundiert-guineas." To explain this, it may be necessary to mention, that the situation of senior lecturer for the ensuing year (the emoluments of which

But it is time to turn from these perishable memorials, which, however vividly imprinted upon the minds and memories of those who had intercourse with the subject of this memoir during his life-time, must with them decay, to those more durable records which attest the extent of his research, and the depth of his erudition. The published works of Dr. Barrett are 3 in number:

1. An Enquiry into the Origin of the Constellations that compose the Zodiac, and the Uses they were intended to pro

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Life of Swift.
2. An Essay on the Earlier Part of the

3. Evangelium secundum Matthæum ex Codice Rescripto in Bibliotheca Collegii SS. Trinitatis juxta Dublin.

The mortal remains of this most erudite and most eccentric character have been this day deposited in the church yard of Glasnevin, a sequestered and interesting village to the NW. of Dublin, where his mother is interred. It is classic ground. He reposes in the same cemetery with Dr. Delany, the celebrated contemporary of Dean Swift. A venerable mansion within the precincts of the Dublin society's botanic garden, which adjoins the village was once the residence of Tickell, the poet. It is, at present, inhabited by Professor Wade, and is a favourite resort, during the mornings of summer, of those who

love to pursue the study of botany in the most delightful of all situations for the purpose. Until a comparatively late period, a terrace branched off through the garden, from the rear of this house which was the favourite promenade of Addison, who resided in this neighbourhood during his abode in Ireland. It was from him called "Addison's Walk." At the upper end of the village are ten elm-trees, which were planted under the direction of one of those worthies who adorned the metropolis of Ireland, and, in particular, the vicinity of Glasnevin, while the facetious Dean of St. Patrick's was in the

height of his career. They are called "Apollo and the Nine Muses."

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ORIGINAL ANECDOTES-LITERARY NEWS-REMARKABLE INCIDENTS, &c. (English Magazines, April.)

THE PIRATE.

THIS is not the best, nor is it the worst (the worst is good enough for us) of the Scotch Novels. There is a story in it, an interest excited almost from the first, a clue which you get hold of and wish to follow out; a mystery to be developed, and which does not disappoint you at last. After you once get into the stream, you read on with eagerness, and have only to complain of the number of impediments and diversions thrown in your way. The author is evidently writing to gain time, to make up his complement of volumes, his six thousand guineas worth of matter; and to get to the end of your journey, and satisfy the curiosity he has raised, you must be content to travel with him, stop when he stops, and turn out of the road as often as he pleases. He dallies with your impatience, and smiles in your face, but you cannot, and dare not be angry with him, while with his giant-hand he plays at push-pin with the reader, and sweeps the rich stakes from the table. He has, they say, got a plum by his writings. What have not the public got by reading them? The course of exchange is, and will be, in our favour, as long as he gives us one volume for ourselves, and two for himself. Who

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wiser, and happier man for these fine and inexhaustible productions of genius? The more striking characters and situations are not quite so highly wrought up in the present, as in some former instances, nor are they so crowded together, so thickly sown. But the genius of the author is not exhausted, nor can it be so till not a Scotch superstition, or popular tradition is left, or till the pen drops lifeless and regretted from its master's hand. Ah! who will then call the mist from its hill? Who will make the circling eddies roar? Who, with his "so potent art," will dim the sun, or stop the winds, that wave the forest-heads, in their course? Who will summon the spirits of the northern air from their chill abodes, or make gleaming lake or hidden cavern teem with wizard, or with elfin forms? There is no one but the Scottish Prospero, but old Sir Walter, can do the trick aright. He is the very genius of the clime-mounts in her cold grey clouds, dips in her usquebaugh and whiskey!-startles you with her antique Druid spells in the person of Elshie, or stirs up the fierce heat of her theological fires with Macbriar and Kettle-drumle: sweeps the country with a far war-cry to Lochiel, or sighs

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