Tuesday, July 26.

St. Anne, Mother of our Lady.

Sun rises 9m after 4-sets 50m after 7. Charles Lamb, with much playfulness observes, "Now young patricians, who have not yet been persuaded to banish themselves to the beauty of their paternal groves, fling themselves into funnies, and fatigue their ennui to death by rowing up the river to Mrs. Grange's garden, to eat a handful of strawberries in a cup full of cream. "Now, adventurous cockneys swim from the Sestos of the Strand stairs to the Abydes of the coal barge on the opposite shore, and believe that they have been rivalling Lord Byron and Leander-not without wondering, when they find themselves in safety, why the lady for whom the latter performed a similar feat, is called the Hero of the story, instead of the Heroine.

"Finally,--now pains and pleasure-taking citizens hire cozey cottages for six weeks certain, in the Curtain Road, and ask their friends to come and see them in the country."

Wednesday, July 27.

St. Lucian, Confessor, Ireland. High Water, 32m aft 3 Morn-50m after 3 Aftern. July 27, 1829.--A visitor to the tomb of Burns the poet describes its appearance in the following ing words:" It is heavy and inelegant, and unworthy of the poet. His remains were removed to their present position from another corner of the churchyard. The only inscription on the monument is the name of Burns. This is simple and expressive, and in better taste than the rest of this poor memorial. The figure of the poet is considered by some to be a fair resemblance, but by others it is found great fault with. Sir W. Scott, who has visited the tomb more than once, is said to have remarked that the face was more like his own than Burns's; and it certainly reminds us of some of the engraved portraits of the living bard. A book is kept at the tomb for a list of the visitors. I turned over its pages, but there were no very celebrated names. I must acknowledge, however, that I took but a casual glance; and I hear that few persons of rank, talent, or celebrity, have ever passed through Dum. fries without paying a tribute of respect to the. tomb of Burns, and calling upon his amiable widow. She is now at Edinburgh, or I should have had the pleasure of seeing her. She mingles here in the best society, and is much respected for her kindness of heart, and simple and unpretending manners. Her house (in which the poet died,) is neat and comfortable; and the street in which she resides was named after her celebrated busband the day that the foundation-stone of his mo nument was laid."

Thursday, July 28.

St. Sampson, bish. A.D. 564.

Sun rises 12m after 4-Sets 47m after 7. July 28, 1790.-On this day was opened the navigation of the Forth and Clyde Canal, which, by uniting these rivers, forms a communication between the eastern and western seas on the coast of Scotland. This arduous undertaking was begun on the 10th of July, 1768, under the direction of the ingenious Smeaton; and it has succeeded so well, that the shares of the company still fetch a great per centage above par.

Friday, July 29.

St. Martha, Vir.

High Water 46m aft 4 Morning -5m aft 5 After. July 29, 1108.-Expired Philippe I. King of France. During this monarch's reign, mention is first made of the Prevot of Paris, a magisterial office in which judicial and military functions were combined. Etienne, supposed to have been the first Prevot, was a man of infamous principles; he induced king Philip, when young, to pillage the church of St. Germain des Pres; and it was unquestionably from his counsel that the king contracted the habit of lying-in-wait for, and robbing merchants upon the highways. Philip was the first Frank king who depreciated the coin of the realm. He had some silver pieces coined, in which there was an alloy of copper. Like his father, Henry I., this monarch made a traffic in ecclesiastical benefices.

Saturday, July 30.

St. Julitta, A.D. 303.

Sun rises 15m after 4-Sets 44m after 7. July 30, 1829.-Died at Abingdon, whilst on the circuit, ÆT. 65, Sir John Hullock, Kut. Baron of the Exchequer. This distinguished lawyer was appointed judge in 1823, which important station he filled with sound ability and discretion. Mr. Baron Vaughan, in his charge to the grand jury at Worcester, passed the following eulogium on him" As a jndge he was in every sense of the word, a good, loyal, and upright one; a man of the 'most quick perceptions; of the most sound, accurate and discriminating judgment; a man whose industry was indefatigable. He was perfectly acquainted with those depths and shoals of the law, which render the investigation of it so intricate and difficult. As a private man he was generous, bumane, and charitable, and of the most stubborn and inflexible integrity."

Sunday, July 31.

NINTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. Lessons for the Day. 1st book of Kings, 18 ch. Morn.-1st book of Kings, 19 ch. Evening.

July 31, 1718.-To-day died the unhappy Richard Savage the poet, one of the most remarkable characters, perhaps, that is to be met with in all the records of biography. He was a man of the brightest parts; but his haughtiness, intemperance, and ingratitude, defeated all the attempts of his friends to serve him; insomuch that he concluded a life of penury and wretchedness in a jail at Bristol ;--an eminent instance of the uselessness and insignificancy of knowledge, wit, and genius, without prudence, and a proper regard to the common maxiins

of the world.

Monday, August 1. Lummas Day.

Moon's Last Quar. 41m after 5 Morn. The term Lammas Day is a corruption of Loaf Mass, and is a remnant of a very ancient British custom of celebrating the gifts of Ceres, or the frumentous produce of the earth, whence bread is made, aud human life supported.

August 1, 1831.- Opening of the New London Bridge.--This day is appointed by the civic authorities for the opening of the new bridge for the purposes of commerce. The ceremony is to be heightened by the presence of their majesties, who will join in the procession, and partake of the sumptuous entertainment provided on the bridge to celebrate the occasion.

Nos. 1 and 2 are reprinted.

Illustrated Article.

THE DEMON'S VICTIM.
A GERMAN LEGEND.
For the Olio.

From gold great evils spring;
"Tis not possession that should give,
Nor peace nor happiness.

The demon tempts thee and thy fate is sealed.

TOWARDS the close of the twelfth century, when religion and superstition reigned predominant over the mind of man, there was living in one of those strongholds, then so prevalent in Germany, a serf of the name of Hugo Strall, who owned the Baron Griffenburgh von Rauchdenfeldt, the possessor of the castle, as his lord. The power and almost super-human and reckless bravery of this chieftain, had rendered him no less venerated by his vassals than feared by the neighbouring barons,-many of whom enlisted under his banner, and readily obeyed his call to arms. His sword was law among his serfs, who joyfully observed his mandates. But VOL. VIII.

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there was one amidst the crowded throng which swelled his halls, whose stubborn nature could not brook command, to whom the bonds of slavery were as death. Strall lived only in the anticipation of freedom. Many were the plans he had devised for the purpose of putting this, his all-ruling passion, into execution; but hitherto they all had proved abortive. At length, an opportunity occurred for the consummation of his long cherished hopes.

Being sent on a mission of importance to a distant province, he set ont with a predetermination never to return again; and spurring his horse onward, he left the animal to pursue its course, unmindful whither it would lead him. Hugo had not wandered long, before he found himself on the borders of a thickly wooded forest, and perceiving the darkness gathering round him, and no hopes of obtaining entrance within the habitation of man, he dismounted; and tying his horse to a tree, struck into a deep part of the thicket, where, having found a shelter formed by the spreading branches of a fir, he threw himself upon

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the ground; but sleep forsook his eyelids. A glare of intense light, which emanated from a steep and rugged mountain at no great distance, roused him from his reclining posture; and starting hastily from the ground, he proceeded to ascertain the nature of this phenomenon. Great was his surprise and terror on discovering it to proceed from an illuminated halo, which surrounded a figure of gigantic stature and supernatural aspect, busily occupied in excavating the earth within the circle, into the cavity of which he cast a quantity of glittering coin; and again replacing the earth, both light and figure disappeared, leaving the terrified Strall immovable at the sight he had first beheld. After a pause of some moments, and when his reason was returned, Hugo determined to exhume the hidden treasure of the demon.* Fixed on this de termination, he once more sought out the friendly fir-tree, and flinging himself listless beneath it, he soon sunk into repose.

Scarcely had the rising sun dispelled the clouds of night, when, by the help of his weapon, Strall contrived to dig deep enough to perceive the golden treasure, which having secured, he returned to his horse, and mounting, set off at a brisk pace, not ill satisfied with the adventure of the night.

Years had rolled away, and with them the happiness of Strall; for though /slavery had formerly been the bane of his existence, he then enjoyed comparatively a more perfect felicity than in his present elevated station. He was no longer recognised as Hugo Strall the serf; he had obtained his freedom-he had purchased honours-he had built the strong and almost impregnable fortress of Gunensdorf, from which he derived his title, and numerous fresh dependants now crowded to his standard. Still he was despised by the nobles, on account of the meanness of his birth; and since he could not join in the society of his equals in rank and power, he became a gloomy, proud and solitary

The night was dark and stormy; the entire face of heaven was arrayed in awful grandeur; the increasing roar of the thunder struck terror into the stoutest hearts, whilst the faint glare of lightning at intervals discovered to the view a cavalier, attended by a small retinue, making their way with speed towards the castle of Rauchdenfeldt. Suddenly turning an angle of the forest, a party of horsemen emerged from the thicket, which bounded the beaten track, and rushing furiously upon the small but gallant band.

"Dastards and murderous villains," cried the chief of this opposing party, "know ye not who I am?-Behold the Baron Rauchdenfeldt!"

He was answered only by a bitter scowl from the leader of the assailants, whom he now rocognised through the lightning's gleam, as his former vassal, Hugo Strall.

Fired by the ingratitude of the serf and his hostile intentions, the Baron fought with a desperate energy; but he stood alone,—his few retainers being already stretched upon the ground, whilst his murderous opponent pressed upon him with redoubled fury. length the Baron fell.

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The nobles, indignant and alarmed at the assassination of the Lord of Griffenburgh, combined together for the purpose of taking vengeance on the murderer, and, accordingly, mustering all their vassals, laid siege to the castle of Gunensdorf.

For three days the fortress was defended with obstinate bravery, and various success on both sides; but towards the close of the fourth, the besiegers made good an entrance, by scaling the walls. The garrison surrendered; but the Baron von Gunensdorf, fearing the just vengeance of his fierce antagonists, mounted his horse, and having gained a postern known only to himself and a few of his retainers, made his escape.

It was midnight when the fugitive found himself at the entrance of that same forest, where he had years ago surveyed the demon from whence his wealth, his title, and his guilt had sprung. Again overtaken by the night, and ignorant what course to follow, he resolved once more to visit the spectre's glen. He approached the spot, when he again beheld the spirit standing upon

a pile of earth but newly raised, which lay at the edge of a deep abyss. He grinned horribly at the sight of the Baron, whilst he shouted in a voice of thunder

"Hugo! thou art mine!"

"Thine?" answered the terrified and almost sinking Hugo.

"Yes; thou hast possessed my gold, and, by the law of retribution, I claim thee!"

"How? thou black and stormy fiend of hell!" cried the Baron, raving desperately-" tell me?"

"Where is Griffenburgh von Rauchdenfeldt ?"

The wretched Baron answered not, but sunk terrified and speechless upon the ground,-when the demon, with a loud, hideous, and exulting laugh, that made the wooded glen resound, instantly rushing upon his victim, dragged him into the newly excavated gulph. The earth closed over them.

Such is the tradition of the demon's victim.

F.E.

ADVERTISEMENTS EXTRAORDINARY

WANTED-by the Lord of London,
Ere his next November rout,

Ere he finds his twelvemonth's fun done,
Two illustrious Diners-out.
Kings and queens don't live on flowers,
Yet his Feast hath no delights,
Both the royal guests are ours;"
True-" but not their appetites,"

Wants a courtly situation,
One Sir Joseph Surface Peel;
Anything to serve the nation,
Any place-not ungenteel.
Terms no object-advertiser

Is as barmless as a mouse;
Owns (with candour) that he's wiser
Than his friend at Apsley House.

Character is more than spotless,
Does not mind the dirty work;
Thinks (with candour) that he's not less
Than a Chatham or a Burke.
Begs to recommend his cousin,

Several-who have not succeeded;
Knows (with candour) there's a dozen
Who would do-whatever he did.

Wanted-by a noble lordling

(Able to translate with ease,) Poems and romances maudlin, Irish, German, or Chinese. Idly now his lordship's lute hangs; Every subject seems so silly, Since his friends, the Orang Outangs, Have retired from Piccadilly.

Wanted-by a city Member,
Some new ministerial stay,
To sustain him, when each ember
Of his strength has burnt away.
Nightcaps and narcotics now

Are at discount in the city;
Since the times no nap allow

When the House is in committee.

Wanted-by the Oxford bard

Late upset, though first of leaders,
By a friend, who drove too hard-
Just a few admiring readers.
To a score the number's stinted,
Sworn to praise his measures pearly;
Twelve are wanting-it is hinted
Applications should be early.
Wanted-for reforming uses,
Aiding ministerial steerage,
Twenty haters of abuses-
Raw material for the peerage.
Wanted-wit and eloquence,

Both for Goulbourn, prone to stammer;
For the Duke, a dash of sense;
And for Hunt-oh! Cobbett's grammar.

Wants a place, a drowsy Speaker,
(Nightly tired of trash called wit)
In some office, where the seeker
Might as sleeping-partner sit.
Also, for the House next session,
Knaves, to call the press a spy,
And to vote for its suppression-
None but Liberals need apply.

Wanted-by unfettered Poland,
Loans, not lyres, to light her way;
And by Ellenborough-Rowland,
Lest his ringlets turn to Grey.
Wants a duke, that little glistener,
Cawse, who flirts in fifty rings;
And a persevering listener

For Miss Sydney (when she sings).

Wanted-by the Nation-pensions,
Power, and places, long the spoil
Of a race of small pretensions-
"Lilies," not designed for "toil."
Wanted-this at least is true-

Statesmen sound, and sages rare,
Here and there a King or two,
Wits and Patriots every where.
Mon. Mag.

THE OPENING OF NEW LONDON BRIDGE.

MONDAY, AUGUST 1, 1831.

A sight so multitudinous, and of such a busy nature, is not seen once in a century. The Bridge of London has, at various periods, been honoured by the presence of royalty, but we much doubt if ever preparations on a scale so vast and magnificent, or an assemblage so numerous and enthusiastic, ever before gladdened the eyes of monarch, or welcomed him with their loyal, honest, and heartfelt greetings. In the olden time, when pageantry was at its zenith, and chivalry ran high in the nation's blood, we find whenever it was necessary for the sovereign to cross the bridge, he was treated with great magnificence by the citizens; and history records that when the unfortunate Richard of Bourdeaux and his youthful queen, Anne of Bohemia, had occasion to make the passage of the bridge, they were met at its gates by the citizens, "who presented him with a mylke white steede, sadled and bridled, and

trapped with cloth of gold and rede parted togedre; and the quene, a palfry all white, and in the same way trapped with white and rede; while all the condites were rounen with wyne, both whyte and rede, for all manner of peple to drinke of."

But a truce to the lore and doings of days gone by; our purpose is now to record the present event in our pages. The following interesting particulars, gleaned from the Times and Herald, contain every minutia of the splendid and imposing ceremony.

THE ROYAL PROCESSION BY LAND. Though it was generally known that the royal cavalcade would not leave St. James's Palace before half-past two or three, yet, as early as ten o'clock, the streets began to show symptoms of public curiosity. Numbers of respectablydressed persons were seen hurrying down the various passages leading to the river, many loaded with that great relief to John Bull's patience, the wellprovisioned basket. Before 12 o'clock all the public places from which a comfortable sight of the procession could be obtained, were occupied. The lower part of the houses were closed, but the upper parts began to look animated. By one o'clock the Strand and Charing Cross were lined with spectators down to the entrance of Somerset House, preserving a regular line on both sides of the streets in which the procession was to pass. Pall-mall did not exhibit any unusual assemblage of persons, except in the immediate neighbourhood of the Palace, till about two o'clock, when the crowd began rapidly to increase, and by half past two the whole line was 'with out o'erflowing, full.' As his Majesty was expected to leave the Palace by the private gate in the Park, a dense crowd had assembled there, and before halfpast two o'clock the two regiments of the Horse Guards and the Royal Blues were drawn up in a double file before the gate. About five minutes to three the commencement of the procession was announced by the loud acclamations of the crowd in the Park, and in a minute after the procession entered Pall-mall, amidst the huzzas and waving of hats and handkerchiefs of the assembled spectators. The procession consisted of nine carriages; amongst the illustrious occupiers of which were his Royal Highness the Duke of Cumberland, Prince George of Cumberland, the Princess Victoria, the Duchess of Kent, and other members of the Royal

Family; and lastly, in the ninth carriage, came their Majesties, followed by the two regiments of the Horse Guards. and the Blues. Owing to the rapidity with which the procession advanced, and to the pressing care of the commanding Officers of the Guards, who kept constantly before the windows of his Majesty's carriage, very few were able to obtain a sight of his Majesty's person. By the exertions of the new police, a passage was kept clear for the procession the whole way, so that it entered Somerset House at five minutes past three o'clock, having been only ten minutes in coming from the Palace.

THE ROYAL EMBARKATION.

The whole of the arrangements for the royal procession by water being in a complete and efficient state, at an early hour in the morning the numerous officers of government, acting under the personal direction of Admiral Sir T. Byam Martin, K. C. B., minutely inspected both the lines on the north and south sides of the river, not only as regarded their capability of preserving a free and uninterrupted channel for the State barges, but also with the commendable precaution of guardingagainst the loss of life, which must otherwise have occurred, from the immense assemblage of boats and small craft on the bosom of the Thames. It is scarcely doing justice to the exertions of all the officers engaged in this important duty to say that there was every anxious care shown towards the public, both as regarded the accommodation and personal safety, during this unparalleled scene of splendid magnificence. The government vessels immediately in front of Somerset House, consisting of lighters belonging to the Navy and Victualling Offices, the Ordnance vessels, and a gun brig, were securely moored, head and stern, forming the entrance to the channel between the two lines of barges by which the Royal procession was to pass; and down the river to the New Bridge vessels were similarly secured, allowing here and there a space for the entrance of boats on public duty. At nine o'clock all the Royal state barges, the Government Offices and men-ofwar's boats, were at their respective stations. From a much earlier hour, and even shortly after day-break, numerous persons, whose circumstances did not admit of purchasing a situation to witness the Royal spectacle, were stationing themselves on the bridges, wharfs, and shore-side, wherever a