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ing confessions were extracted from an accom cious at your age?"_!, Sir (said Roberts) pice in the robbery, why was admitted King's if you knew my reason for this employing evidence:

myself, you would not suspect me of so mean Q. How many robberies have

you
been at

a vice.'' Well, row me where I hare de altogetier?--A. Together (laughing]? Why, sired, and be so good as to tell your reasons. " sure I could not be at more than one at a “ I have only one, but that is a dreadful one: time.

my father is in slavery." —“la slavery!" Q. You certainly have knocked me down by · Yes, Sir; he was a broker in Marseilles, and that answer (loud laughing in Court). Come, with the money which he and my mother, who now, tell us how many you have been at:-A. is a milliner, had in many years been able to I never put them down : for I nerer thought it

save, he purchased a part in a vessel that I would come to my turn to give an account of traded to Smyrna: his desire to enrich and them.

make his children and his family happy was Q. By virtue of your oath, Sir, will you

so strong, that he would go in the ship himswear you have not been at fifteen ?-A. I self, to dispose of his property to the best adwould not [witness laughing).

vantage: they were met and attacked by a Q. Would you swear you have not been at Corsair, and my father, amongst the rest, was twenty ?-A. I would not (still laughing !

carried a slave to Tetuan. His ransom is a Q. Do you recollect robbing the Widow thousand crowns, but as he has exhausted Byrne in the County of Wicklow ?-A. 'The almost his whole wealth in this unfortunate Widow Byrne-who is she? May be it is adventure, we are very far from possessing big Nell you mean? Oh! I only took a trifle such a sum. My mother and my sisters work of whiskey from her, that's all.

day and night, and I do the same; I am an Q. Was it day or night?-A. (Laughing] apprentice to a jeweller, and I endeavour, as Why I was niglit to be sure.

you sce, to profit Jikewise by the Sundays and Q. Dil you not rob the poor woman of every

holidays, when my master's slop is slut. I article in the house; even her bed-clothes, and intended to have gone and freed my father, by the clothes off her back?--A. I took clothes, exchanging myself for him, and tra's just about but they were not on her back.

putting my project in execution, irhen my Q. Do you recollect stealing two fitches of mother coming 10 the knowledge of it, as bacon from Doran, the Wexford carman?--A. sured me it was impracticable, and dangerous, Faith I do, and a pig's head beside ! [loud and forbade all the Levant captains to take laughing in Court.]

me on board." --" Aini do you mer receive Q. Do you recollect robbing John Keogh, news of your father? do you know who is his in the County of Wicklow, and taking every master at Tetuan, and what treatment ke article in his house?-A. You are wrong there;

meets with?"--" His master is intendant of I did not take every thing : I only took his the King's gardens, he is treated wiita hurmamoney and a few other things! [witness and nity, and his labour is not beyond his strength

, the auditory laughing immoderately).

as he writes: but, alas, where are the comforts & Why, you're a mighty good humoured he used to find in the society of his dear wife fellow _" There is not a better humoured fel and three beloved children?" What nawe low in the county-there may be honester. does he go by at Tetuan?"_“slis name is

Roberts, be has never changed his name, fur he has no reason to be ashamed of it.”. Ro

beris; and his master is intendant of the Narratibe.

King's gardens ?"_“ Yes, sir:"_"I am af

fected by your misfortune, and I find your THE GREAT MONTESQUIEU.

sentiments so noble and so virtuous, that I think I dare predict a happier fatc to your

hereafter; and I assure you, I wish you all A young man, whose name was Roberts, the happiness you deserve: at present 1 an 2 posted himself at the ferry of Marseilles, till little thoughtful, and I hope you will. 10 some one should enter his boat that he might think we proud, because I am inclined to be carry him over. A person presently came, but silent: I would not be, nor be thought proud as Roberts had not the air of a boatman, was going again, saying, since the boatman was

to such men as you." "When it was dark, the not there, he woulil find another, “I am the

passenger desired to be rowed to the shore, and

as he stepped out of the boat he threw a purse boatman ardura berts) were do you wish to go?" " I would be rowed round the harbour purse contained eight double Louis d’ors and

into it, and ran off with precipitation. The (said the passenger) to enjoy the fresh air of ten crowns in silver. This tine evening; but you have neither the

This generosity made manners nor the air of a mariner,” “I am

the most lively impression upon Roberts

, and not a mariner (replied Roberts) and only em

it was with grief he leheld him run from hiqi ploy my time this way on Sundays and holi- thanks. Encouraged by this assistance their

so switily, withont staying to receive his days, to get money.--- What, are you avari- virtuous family of Roberts redoubled their

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e Ports to relieve their common parent, and of his family, and to log of lim to come and amose denied themselves a sufficiency of the

see the happiness he was the author of, and mwst ordinary food. Six weeks after, as the receive the blessings of those whom he had mother and the two daughters were sat at din- greatly blessed. The stranger, however, preår over a few chesnuts, bread, and water, tended not to understand hin, and the multithry saw Raberts, the father, enter. Imagine tude becoming great, by their contention, found their jor, their transports, their astonishment.

an opportunity of mixing with them, and es"The good old man ihrew himself into their caping from the importunities of Roberts.arms, and thanked and kissed thein ten thou. Be was never seen nor heard of afterwards by sand times for the fifty guineas which he had his gratefuldebtors; and yet the story was so received after the purchase of his freedom, for extraordinary that it soon in 2de its way through ile payınent of his passage in the vessel, for

France. He was, not, however, known till Is the clothes they had sent him, and for all the alier his death, loy his papers, when the famous

, eactness and care they had taken in every and immortal iontesquieu was found to be 7thing that had related to his safe return; he the person. The more for 7,700 livres was O knew not how to repay so inuch zeal, so much found, and Mr. Mayn, banker of Cadiz, şaiil y love. The mother and the daughters listened, he had received it uf Montesquieu, for the re

and looked with imnioveable surprise at each lease of a slave at Tetuan, of the name of Rother; at last the mother broke silence; her Roberts. is isr son had done it all, she said, though she knew not by what means: and related how, from the

When splendid abilities are united with tirst inoment of his slavery, young Roberts goodness of beurt, the actions of the possessor would, had she not prevented him, have gone

cannot too frequenly be held up as objects of and taken his father's place; how the family public attention: on this account, the preceding had actually in the house above five hundred story merits preservation. crowns towards his ransom, which had inost of it been earned by young Roberts, &c. The futher, on hearing ihis account, was instantly seized with a most painful suspicion, that his men had taken some dishonest method to re

Satire.
base him; he could no way else account for
it: he sent for his son. Unhappy young
nan (said he) what least thou done, wouldst THE MANCHESTER YEOMAV, ,
thou have me owe my deliverance to crimes Indignatione et rhythmis eruberans, Skeltoniset
and disho our? thon wouldst not have kept

Harry Brown.
ths proceedings secret from thy mother, had
they been upright; I tremble to think that
$0 virtuons an affection as parental love should

I am, d'ye sce, a Yeoman,
-"Be calm, my father,

All line from top to tor, man;
(answered the young man) your son, I hope, And inake my mare to go, man;
is not unworthy of you, nor is he happy enough And draw my sword out so, man;
to have procured your deliverance, and to

And frown, and fume, and blow, rah;
prore how dear to him his father is: no, it is

And mutter Pslaw! and Poh! man;
pot me, it is, it must be a generous benefactor,
whom I met in my boat; he, my mother, who

And to the rich bow low, man;
gare us his purse: I will searchi' through the

And say to the poor, Ho! ho! man;
world but I will find him; he shall come and

And shouid they saucy grow, man,
see the happiness he is the author of." He And meet to pick a crow, man,
then told his father the anecdote before re-
lated.

With Castlereagli and Co. man,

All things in statu quo man,
The elder Roberts having so good a founda I make the goblet flow, man,
tion to begin again, soon became rich enough And beef and port, I stow, man,
to be at ease, and settle his children to his sa-

Within my bow-window, man;
tisfaction, while the younger made every pos-
sible effort to discover their benefactor. “After

And then like any Roman, two years of fruitless search, he at last met

I take on me, I trow, man, tim walking alone on the beach of Marseilles, Power ex officio, man, He fled to throw himself at his feet, but his And ride to meet the foc, man, sensations were so strong he fainted: the And prove that there is no man stranger, gave him every assistance, and a Such “more than man” can show, man, crowd of people presently gathered around them, as soon as Roberts carne to himself,

By cutting down-A WOMAN. he began to thank him, to call hin the saviour

tender thee guilty."

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THE CHIARY MANCHESTER CHAIRMAN, of being more at case, I placed sovie churs

together and reclined myself at full length BENCH's LOYAL BURDEN:

upon them. When I had closed my eyes a Sherring how to protect a Short-hand Writer and

few minutes, I was disturbed by a loud groan, ('rown Witness with a long and stretched

which I imagined to proceed tröm my sleeping owl arm.

companion. I instantly rose, and approached,

fearing it might have arisen from pain, occaAnd this the burden of his song

sioned by an uneasy posture; but he appeared ici

perfectly composed and comfortable; 1, there. For ever used to be.

fore, concluding it to be the ebullition of a

dream, was returning to my chairs, when the Says Hunt to Mat Cowper--Pray, where do noise was repeated, and in a manner that

thrilled my very sonl: the sound was contiHays Cowper-In Manchester liere.

nied to a great length and in a tone unlike Says Hunt-fave you no more addresses to give? any thing I had ever Treard before.--It was, Says the Bench-Don't you auswer lim, dear.

indecil, such as one would expect to hear from Chorus of Magistrates.-Shocking suggestion!

the organs of a ghost-it seemed directly over Don't answer the question ;

my shoulder--I stood peirilied till it ceased,

and then turned to look at Vardly, who was
Don't answer-don't answer-oh dear!

still in a calm sleep and his lips closed--
cannot be yon, thougit I, for it is not the

Ibe
Says Hunt to Mat Cowper-Apå how do you live? voice of a human being. Every thing was
Says Cowper-By reckoning, l'il swear. still again, and I mustcrci suicient resolu-
Pays llunt - Haro you no better scckoning tion to search round the room; but nothing
to give?

uncominon could be seen, and my aların disSays the Bench--Don't you answer him, dear.

sipating hy degrees, gave me reason to think Shocking suggestion! Don't answer the

the whole' a delusion, proceeding from the

punch I had drank. Langling now at my question ;

own weakness, I once more approached my Don't answer-don't answer—oh dear! chairs, which I had scarcely toucher leture Says Hunt to Mat Cowper--Its short-hand you ferent from the last, expressing sympathy and

ny ears were again summoned by a voice, die write?

horror, which, while remained mutioules, Says Cowper—A few times a year.

and deprited even of the utterance of tear, Says Hunt-For the press? or to plcase yourself spoke, as if its lips were in contikt with my by't?

own, as follows: * Prepare, my son--0), pri
pare for death the spirit of

father now
says the Bench---Don't you answer him, dear.
Shocking suggestion! Don't answer the strength of youth, nor thic fewness of your

calls to you from the grave.---'I'rust not lie question ;

years, for in three days you will be numbered Don't answer-don't answer-oh dear!

with the dead." - It is impossible for you, Says Hunt to Mat Cowper - When wrote you

ment: the voice ceased, and my soul wus this story?

divided between horror, at the presence of a Says Cowper--At five, I'm quite clear.

spirit, and terror, at the approach of dissolu Says Hunt-And pray what were you doing be tion. Not a doubt remained of the awful visit

of a supernatural agent, and, the moment y

Jimbs recovered their use. I knelt, and offered
Says the Bench--Don't you answer him, dear.
Shocking suggestion! Don't answer the devotion, Yardly sprung from his seat, cauglit

up to Heaven a prayer. In the midst of niy
question;

me by the arm, and burst into a fit of laugh Aukward suggestion! Descating sug ter, that, from its violence, seemed rather the

result of madness than of misth; at length,
Don't answer-don't answer-oh dear! shaking my hand, he cried, “ Don't believe

the ghost--you shan't die yet."-"You asto-
nish me," said l;

explain yourself."

“Listen," said lie I did so, when to my sur-
Scraps.

prize, the accent and words of the supposed
spirit reverberated in my cars.--

- Yardley was a
The VEXTRILOQUIST.-"I will remain here ventriloquist-he was the first I had ever
till he awake, then," said I; “I can sleep heard, and, while pretending to be fast asleep,
upon a chair as well as he." -The landlord was exercising his wonderful powers w my
complied, and bidding me good night, with unspeakable tormert.
his family retired to bed.

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Songs.

THE KISS.

stood, in former times, a couvent of Franciscans;
and the extensive ruins of Roxburgh Castie crowa
an eminence at the distance of about three-quariers
of a mile. The 'Tree is celebrated in traditionery
stories, founded on eveats, which are said to have
happened during the ancieat border wars.
(.M.S. Hist. oj Roxburghshire.)

Sonnats.

Wrillen at Tynemouth, Northumberlund, after

a lempestuous Voyage.

Air,-"Drink to me only."
Why, love, deny this little boon,

Which I so fondly seek ?
T'will leave no sorrow in thy breast;

No taivt upon thy chcek.
The sun-beams kiss, but do not stain

The purest stream that lows;od in the warm embrace of morn

The rose unsullied glows.
And sure these lovely lips of thine,

By mine though warmly press'd,
Will still be stor*d with sweets divine,

And I be truly bless'd.
Then why deny this little boon,

Which I so fondly seek?
T'will leave no sorrow in thy breast;
No taint upon thy cheek.

M. (Banks of the Tn eed.)

As slow I climb the clifi's ascending side,

Much musing on the track of terror past,

When o'er the dark wave rode the howling blast, Pleas'd I look back, and view the tranquil tide That laves the pebbled shore. And now the beam

Of ev'ning siniles on the grey battlement,

And yon forsaken tower that time has rent:
The listed oar far off, with silver gleam
Is touch'd, and hush'd is all the billowy deep!
Sootb'd by the scene, thus on tir'd nature's

breast
A stiliness slowly steals, and kindred rest;
While sea sounds lull her, as she sinks to sleep,
Like melodies which mourn upon the lyre,
Wak'd by the breeze, and, as they moura, expire,

TIL TRYSTIN TREE.*

When winds are still, and silent ere

Connes stealing slowly o’er the lea, 0, then, dear maid, thy cottage leave,

And meet me at the Trystin' Tree.

TO THE TWEED.

For 'neath its shade, in days gone by,

Have lovers breath'd their hopes and fears; Its leares have trembled in their sigli,

Its roots have fed upon their tears.

And fear not though the star of night

In envy should forget to shine,
Perchance the wand'ring glow-worm's light

May lead thee to these arins of mine.

O Tweed! a stranger, that with wand'ring fect,

O'er hill and dale has journey'd many a inle,

(If so his weary thoughts he might beguile.) Deliglited, turns thy beauteous scenes to greet. The waving branches that romantic bend

O’er thy tall banks, a soothing charm bestow;

The murmurs of thy wand'ring wave below
Seem to his ear the pity of a friend.
Delightful stream! though now along thy shore,

When Spring returns with all her wonted pride,
The Shepherd's distant pipe is heard no more;

Yet here with pensive peace could I abide, Far from the stormy world's tumultuous roar,

To muse upon thy banks at eventide.

AT A CONVENT.

But if no light from earth or sky

To guide a lover's path you soa, Then use the lustre of thine eye,

And bright as noon the eve will be.
When thou art there, -far, far away

Shall each unruly passion flee;
And Teviot's stream will ling'ring stay,

To hear my vows of love to thee.
The winds are still, and silent eve

Comes stealing slowly o'er the lea; O then, dear majd, thy cottage leave, And meet me at the Trystin' Tree.

H. (Banks of the Tweed.) * * The Trysting Tree is a large and very aicient elm, growing on the banks of the Teviot, close to its influx into the Tweed.

If chance some pensive stranger, hither led,

(His bosom glowing from majestic views,
The gorgeous dome, or the proud landscape's

hues)
Should ask who sleeps beneath this lonely bed-
'Tis poor Matilda! to the cloister'd scene

A mourner, beauteous and unknown, she came.
To shed her tears unmark'd, and quench the

famo

Hard by,

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Or fruitless love: yet was her look serene

are not always in ortr uten pr. but ingu: As the pale moonlight in the mirinight isle; Olight ever to controul our conduct. A!" Her voice was soit, which yet a churn could “I see," cried Vabnont, despomingly irrero lend,

ripting her “I see it is in vain to hope tus Like that which spoke of a departed frieur,

yous pardon ; tarpeell

, then, navdan, and Aizd a meck sadness sat upou ler smile:-

believe me, the thought of having given you Be the rude spoi by passing pity blest,

pain, is as aillietive is the severity of that fate

isbich deprives me of tappiness for ever." Vere, lusla'd to long repose, the wretched rost.

Allered by fris last wonls, and the grief
cypressed in his communance, Malume de

Clemensis recalleil him as he was leaving her,
Calrs.

with the most earnest assuranties of lxus total
forzfuness of every thing that had passed,

with one condition oulu; “Yever to attempia TIE VAID OF SPITZERLIND. clandestine correspondence with his coasin:

to jen be solemnly consenting, she embraced

Buim tenderly, and having alreuly taken leave
(
Culed from pre 1.57.)

of Julia, lie instantly left the lioise ir a state By means of that singular incilou vlucli

of mini Letter irisayince than described. intvdured me to you, I hecaine sensible of the How strong were the emotions of Julia on eruel sacrifice I had made of my liberty in the heing marle aequainted with Valmont's siiliacontemptibie notives of interested ambition.- tion? Wounded to the soul, she endea youred On the first sight of my lovely comit, iny to appear composed and insiderent. Madame tvhole soul was slevoted in hier. Enciana de Ciencengis saw througis, but pardouoi the isith the irresistible and unaffected simplicity natural tinesse, and per:eired with concern of her character, and that air of irreuousness bow deeply she was a:fected by the inteiliand cansour she possesses, the ariles and

gence. The truth was, she telt it is a disapbewitching graces of her person, as far re pointment herself. Finding a disorder she Inored from the coarseness of the ristic as hail from her youth increase daily to an alermfrom the affected delicacy and false refinement ing height, so as to threaten a speedly disha of the fine lady. Thus charmeil, I involuntil furion, she felt a thousand anxieties for the tily gave myself up to a passion as pue as it

faie of her daughter when death should inwas tender. Lost in the pleasing labyrinth of prive her of ber only prosection. Having love, I was not sensible of my ertor till I had fully tattered herself the predilection Valmont inadvertently betringed myself to Julia, and bad discovered might have produced a anion that knowledge, instead of displeasing, seemed which would have relieved her of part of the to inspire her with favourable sentiments tirp solicitude she felt at the thought of leaving her. me. I coulil not, however, conquer myself so

But now the image of Julia's unprotected and far as to disclose to Julia inmediately my

friendless state perpetually presented itself. situation: my heart, fondly enamoured, iinpru-. She ardentdy wished to secure to her some prodently indulged itself in the rapturous pleasure tector when that should happen, which every of a reciprocala-surance of love. Too late my day rendered more probable. Her confidence heart smote me for the perfidy I had uuwit. in the honour of Valmont remained unshakes, tingly committed. In a paroxysm of anguish yet he, in the eye of the world, did not scem and despair, I lastened to communicate to you · so proper a guardian to yonth and beauty as suy unfortunate situation, and the resolution I one of maturer years. His father, the Marquis

, hüre formed of flying for ever from the

presence

she recollected, though of a cold and haughty of my too lovely cousin. Neither could I leave character, had ever expressed the greatest you, dear madam, without first deprecating regard for his brother

, and for several years in pour just resentment for the injury I have done his letters continually solicited bim to return you, though unintentionally: Impressed with to the world. But the constancy with which rontrition, I intreat your forgiveness of an Mons. de Clemengis adhered to his solitude involuntary fault, and if the sense of my caused a coolness which time rather increased misery can soften your resentment, be assured than diminished, and at his death all connecit is as great as my passion is hopeless."

tion seerned lost. Madame de Clemengis Surprised and perplexed, Madame de imaginedd, however, the orphan remains of one Clemeliyis, on Valmont's ceasing, renained so nearly related rust interest him, in spite of for some moments silent; recovering, how.. any former pique he might still retain. And Prer, “Valmoont," said she, “I can sooner who could more properly become the guardian vardon your promising to love my daughter, of Julia than her uncle, a man of rank and o circunstanced, than your disingenuity in honour? Convinced of this, she hesitated not, oncealing it thus long. Though both are but instantly wrote to Valmont, requesting rdefepsihle, the ine is certainly more excusi

him to inform his father of the uncertain state ve than the other, inasmuch as our passions of licr health, and to interest hirm to honour

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