He is crowned with an imperial crown, which is placed on his head by the Archbishop of Canterbury, a prerogative belonging to that see, as it is in Spain to Toledo, in France to Rheims, and in Sweden to Upsalia. But this imperial crown has not been long in use among us (though our kings have had imperial command over Scotland, Ireland, Man, and other isles), being in a manner like that of an earl's now. Neither is it found that any such thing as a diadem was at all in use, until the time of Constantine the Great; for, previously, the distinction was some kind of chaplet, or rather a white silk fillet about the head, which was in ordinary to distinguish them. We also read, that Alexander the Great took off his white diadem to cure the madness of Seleucus. The first king crowned with the imperial crown, floried and arched, was Henry III., though some say it was Henry I. and, indeed, it is still undecided. It is very probable, however, that the most ancient ensign of regal authority was the sceptre, which is every where spoken of, both in sacred and profane history. Another instrument of regal authority, namely, the globe, or mound with a cross, used amongst us since Edward the Confessor's time, which is placed in the left hand, as is seen in most of their coins; the cross denoting faith, the globe his empire by sea and land, as said of Justinian the emperor, who was the first that ever used it. "The king," says Guillim, " is God's vice-regent, and ought to be obeyed accordingly; if good, he is a blessing; if bad, a judgment, and then against whom we are to use no other weapons but prayers and tears for his amendment." He is styled Pater Patriæ et Caput Reipublicæ; and because the protection of his subjects belongs to his care and office, the militia is annexed to his crown, that the sword as well as the sceptre may be in his hand. The parliament (then Roman Catholic,) in the behalf of Henry VIII., wrote to the pope, declaring that his royal majesty is the head upon the members; his griefs and injuries are ours, we all suffer equally with him. Camden, (Brit. fol. 100,) calls the king the most excellent part of the commonwealth, next to God; he is under no vassuage -he takes his investiture from no man; Rex non habet superiorem, nisi Deum; satis habet ad pœnum, quod expectat ultorum. The Note Book. I will make a prief of it in my Note-book. M.W. of Windsor. THOUGHTS ON REFORMATION.-The work of reformation, in church and in state, hath long been agitated; and, doubtless, there are many things in both that may well be thought to need it. Some, however averse to reforming, think it more expedient to temporize with prevailing manners and customs, and would rather acquiesce under, than attempt a correction of the numerous irregularities and evils with which we abound. This may be just and good, as well as wise and politic, in certain situations; yet if we mean anything when we talk of human happiness, it must surely be right to correct errors and abuses; nor can reformation possibly be deemed unreasonable, always provided, that the reformers, amidst their zeal, will ponder well the materials-the stuff-they have to work upon; lest, being hurried on by visions, and ideas of a perfection not to be attained, they produce greater evils than those they would remove. J. 66 LOVE OF LIFE.-An old man, says Æsop, coming home from the woods somewhat overloaded, threw down his burthen, and, in the anguish of fatigue, called for death. Death appearing, to know his commands-"Only," said he, to help me up with this wood." Let us not grow peevish with life upon every little vexation; that is to say, upon every change of the weather. In like manner, Antisthenes the Stoic being very sick, and impatiently crying out, "Who will deliver me ?"-" This,' said Diogenes, presenting a knife," very soon, if thou wilt."- "I do not mean from my life," replied Antisthenes, "but from my disease." Montaigne says, that there is no condition so wretched, which men will not accept"provided they may live." J. C. THE ADMINISTRATION OF JUSTICE. Justice," the mistress and queen of all the virtues," the basis of all social virtue, as well as happiness, the very corner-stone on which society is built this very justice, if exercised too rigorously, would often be found, amidst the combinations and entanglements of human affairs, even to border upon injustice; insomuch that the civilians have established it into a maxim, that pute the title of the king, at his coronation in Westminster Hall. In the time of Richard II. this office was performed by Sir John Dymocke, who claimed it as a descendant of the family of Marmions, who held the manor Scrivelsby, in Lincolnshire, by grand serjeantry, on the condition that the lord thereof should be the king's champion. This manor, in the compiling of Doomsday Survey, called Scriveleslin, was holden by Robert de Spencer, but by what service is not stated: it shortly afterwards was granted to Robert Marmyon, whose male descendants enjoyed the same till the year 1292, when Philip, the last Lord Marmyon, died, seized of this manor, holden by barony, and the service of champion to the Kings of England on their coronation-day. He was also possessed of the manor of Tamworth in Warwickshire. This Philip left only female issue; and his great estates in Warwickshire, Leicestershire, and elsewhere, were divided between them. By this partition, the manor and barony of Scrivelsby were allotted to Joan, the youngest daughter, by whose grand-daughter and heir the same passed, in marriage, to Sir John Dymocke, who, with Margaret his wife, had livery thereof in the 23rd year of Edward III.; and the manor of Tamworth, &c. went with the eldest daughter of Philip Lord Marmyon, from whom Baldwin Ferville was descended, and who, at the coronation of Richard II., unsuccessfully disputed the title of champion with Dymocke, whose male descendants still enjoy that honour, and one of them appeared as champion at the coronation of his late majesty, George the Fourth. Anecdotiana. A THE CHAMPION CHALLENGED. ludicrous circumstance occurred at the coronation of King William and Queen Mary. Charles Dymock, Esq. who then exercised the right of being champion, cast his gauntlet on the pavement in the usual form, and the challenge was proclaimed, when an old woman, who had entered the hall on crutches, immediately took it up, and quitted the spot with extraordinary agility, leaving her crutches behind her, and a female glove, with a challenge in it, to meet the champion the next day in Hyde Park. Accordingly, the old woman, or, as is generally supposed, a good swordsman in that disguise, attended at the hour and place named in the challenge; but the champion did not make his appearance; nor does it appear whether any measures were taken to discover who had passed so disloyal a joke. THE WITTY KILLEGREW.-One day, when the king had been struggling in the council, and torn to pieces by the multiplicity of petitions for redress, the behaviour of his ministers, and the contentions of the Parliament, he retired very pensively to Nell Gwinn's apartment. Seeing his distress, she inquired the cause. Oh, Nell, what shall I do," was his exclamation, "to please the people of England? they tear me to pieces." "If it please your Majesty," said she, "there is but one way left." "What is that?" "Dismiss your ladies, and mind your business: the people of England will soon be pleased." This observation, the truth of which the king could not but acknowledge, struck him, but he never in his life had resolution enough to discharge one mistress, however disagreeable to the nation, or expensive to himself. Accordingly Nell Gwinn sent for Killigrew, naturally a buffoon, but a free favourite with his majesty, and desired him to dress himself in every respect as if for a journey, and enter the king's apartments without ceremony. As soon as his majesty saw him: "What, Killigrew! are you mad? Why, where are you going? Did not I order that nobody should disturb me?" "I don't mind your orders, not I," said Killigrew; "and I am going as fast as I can." "Why? where ?" said his majesty"where are you going?" "Going! why to hell!" said Killigrew. "To hell-and what to do there?" "To fetch back Oliver Cromwell, to take some care of the national concerns, for I am sure your majesty takes none." This expedient had the desired effect, for the king immediately went to council. Diary and Chronology. Tuesday, July 26. St. Anne, Mother of our Lady. T 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 husband the day that the foundation-stone of his monument 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. Julitia, A.D. 303. Mr. Sun rises 15m after 4-Sets 44m after 7. July 30, 1829.-Died at Abingdon, whilst on the circuit, T. 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. Baron Vaughan, in his charge to the grand jury at Worcester, passed the following eulogium on him:-"As a judge 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 jai! at Bristol ;--an eininent instance of the uselessness and insignificancy of knowledge, wit, and genius, without prudence, and a proper regard to the common maxims of the world. Monday, August 1. Lammas 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. On the 18th inst. was Published Vol. VII., illustrated with 29 Engravings, price 8s, extra boards. And this day is Published No. 4, of the ILLUSTRATIONS FOR SCRAP BOOKS, price 6d. Nos. 1 and 2 repr f Hlustrated Article. THE DEMON'S VICTIM. From gold great evils spring; 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. C 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 out 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 199 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 determination, 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. At 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 |