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Poetry.

THE FESTIVAL.

Hither youth and beauty smiling,

Hither bend your footsteps light; This the hour when, sorrow chiding,

Pleasure wreathes her roses bright; And joy, with bounding step, and free, Exulting hails the revelry.

Haste, 'tis Music gently breathing,
Steals the soul from earth away;
Haste, Thalia's banner streaming,
Crown'd with many a chaplet gay,
Bids ye to the lightsome throng,
Blithe Terpsichore led along.
Haste, 'tis Fancy pleas'd disporting,
Woos ye to her festive hall;
Haste, her sunny radiance courting,
Mirth obeys the welcome call;
And motley is the robe she wears,
And countless witcheries are hers.
Haste, ye stars of fashion peerless,

See, the revel waits for you;
Haste, without ye all were cheerless,
Sombre, and of doubtful hue.
For yours the sovreignty supreme,
Resistless as Niagara's stream.

Hither, gentle Pity, hither,

Turn thy dewy eyes of light;
Speed, depriv'd of thee must whither,
Chill'd as by the dews of night;
Many a flower of Hope's sweet planting,
Many a rose,-thy sunlight wanting.
See! the lost one silent pleading,
Lifts to thee her sunken eye!
Hark! 'tis misery interceding,
Breathes that grief-recording sigh;
And from her iron couch of pain
Shall suffering supplicate in vain?
Hither come, thou first and fairest,
Loveliest daughter of the skies;
Hither come, thou best and dearest,
List! to thee the orphan cries,
And Charity implores to heal
What tears and silence best reveal.

Hither come angelic vestal,
Piety, of Heaven born!
Haste, undo the bars of crystal,*
Haste, assume thy mortal form;
The while yon solemn aisles among,
Shall proudly sweep the choral song.
Hither all, whate'er is lovely,

Hither each attractive grace;
All of pleasure, all of beauty,
This, be this your trysting place;

And oh! our festal, bid it be

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RETROSPECTIVE ADDRESS.

Friends of my youth! with whom I've trod the way
Where flowers and blossoms strewed around us lay,
Who, fixed in friendship firmly to my side,
Forsook me not, tho' left by all beside,-
With whom I've roamed thro' pleasure's pathless maze,
In the pure innocence of early days,-

With whom I've tasted joys, like those which glow
Where Eden's calm and lovely waters flow-

Joys that can never more to me return,
But buried lie within that voiceless urn,
Where all the pure aspirings of the mind,
Its hopes and views, one common vortex find,-
To whom, to share with me, 'twas kindly given
That part of life which tastes the most of heaven,-
Friends of my youth, farewell! 'tis fit that now
My worn-out frame to Heaven's decree should bow,
And quit this chequered scene of pain and pleasure,
To seek on high a nobler, purer treasure-
Should quit with calmness all it leaves below,
And soar away to worlds of brighter glow.
Farewell! tho' not on earth, we meet once more,
For one eternal Youth that never shall be o'er.
Friends of my riper years! who climbed with me,
And plucked the fruit from Wisdom's luscious tree;
With me who stemmed the tide that sweeps by here;
Who trod with me our manhood's bold career,-
We've played our part in this fierce world of strife,
In some small measure gained the end of life;-
But now 'tis o'er, and age those hearts has chilled
In which so late earth's deepest transports thrilled:
And it was kindly done;-for we can now
To Fate's imperious mandate gladly bow,
And when this earthly scene has passed away,
In higher spheres again our heart we'll play.
Friends of my feeble age! how oft have we
Talked over scenes still dear to memory;
And, with the thoughts of deeds and days of yore,
Beguiled the tedium of each weary hour;
These days are done but soon on high we'll see
A purer, brighter, longer infancy.

When day, with all its cares, is o'er,
And twilight darkens into night,-
When social sounds are heard no more,
Sunk with the sun's retiring light,-
When earthly toils and cares are ended,
And joy and grief together blended,
Unite to shed their soft control,
And harmonize within the soul,-
Then, as the moon's fair orb appears
Clothed half in smiles, and half in tears,
And robed in native dignity,
Bids the clouds disperse and flee,-
Then fancy's fairy eye can see
Where roll those fleecy clouds of snow,
Ting'd with a white and virgin glow-
A region of delight!
Such as no mortal mind can know,

And veiled from mortal sight:
That region where, as poets tell,
Departed spirits love to dwell,-
To watch the deeds that mortals do,
Their acts, and their conceptions, too,
And trace out those they loved below
Through all their course of weal and woe.
Slate Hall.

PUNNING ON ANY SUBJECT.

AN OLD JOE DOGGERELIZED.

Says Joe, "I'll bet a pound I pun On any subject." Dick cries "Done! Pun on the King, then; come, be quick." "The King?-why he's no subject, Dick!" Liverpool.

H. D.

LINES ON THE DEATH OF THE PRINCESS CHARLOTT
AND HER CHILD.

While Albion's genius weeps the untimely fate
Of her belov'd hereditary great,

With streaming eyes, while she bedews their urns,
And her own fate, in that of Charlotte mourns;
The muse of freedom, as she marks the blow,
That lays the mother and her offspring low;
Whispers" In pity they are snatch'd from earth,
"And spar'd the pangs attach'd to sovereign birth.
"For, ah! how rarely, in their age or youth
"Are Princes train'd in wisdom and in truth!
"From reason's dawning to the closing grave
"Devoted victims to the courtier slave,
"To sycophants, who kneel before the shrine
"Of pomp, prerogative, and Right Divine!
"But ne'er, alas! the wholesome truth impart,
"That a King's strength is in a nation's heart;
"And of all men supremely blest is he
"Who rules beloved, amidst a people free!"
Liverpool, 1817.

A COMPLIMENT

TO A VAIN BUT VERY INDIFFERENT ACTOR.

Cries Tag to his friend, "Bob, were you at Old Drury
Last night, when my Richard so charm'd all the crowd
I hope you were present;-if not, I assure ye
Cook, Kemble, nor Kean e'er got plaudits so loud:-
"You may smile, but 'tis true, I had peal upon peal,
Such a flattering reception sure never was seen."
"No doubt," replies Bob, as he turn'd on his heel,
"But the peels must be orange peels, Tag, that you mean,
Liverpool.

TO A TOPER IN LOVE.
'Twixt women and wine, Sir,
Man's lot is to smart,
For wine makes his head ache,
And women his heart.

LIVERPOOL CRITICS THE BEST OF ALL PUBLIC
INSTRUCTORS!!!

TO THE EDITOR.

SIR,-You lately detected an empirical cotemporary a most laughable blunder, or rather, in utter ignoran the subject on which he condescended to enlighten sapient readers. I allude to the memorable bull of Car lanus drawing his sword wherewith to kill himself. Al other critic (par nobile fratrum) a few days ago mitted a blunder which is precisely of the same ch After telling us that Mr. Bedford, as Major Galbraith, Rob Roy, was encored in the song "A famous man Robin Hood," our critic says, "In the scene in whi this gentleman has to wield the poker, we would adn him to abandon a mode of action which properly d down a hiss."

I need not tell your readers that it is the Bal Nichol Jarvie, and not the Major, who brandishes poker, which is intended as a weapon of attack upon Ma Galbraith and his party. This, however, we shall be tol

as we were by the Coriolanus critic, is a mere

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I find the following passage, which was pointed out to me by Tim Gallipot, our apothecary's youngest aprentice :-"The mercurial poison has remained dormant or twenty years, and has then burst out with great vioence." What, in the name of Galen and Dr. Solomon, oes this quack mean by mercurial poison lurking thus in he human frame? I have heard of mercurial preparaions used to expel obstinate diseases; but I never before heard of the mercurial poison itself remaining dormant in he body. Surely the writer must have dreamed of the oison as he lay dormant in bed, while Queen Mab was at er revels, conjuring up the image of Major Galbraith, ith his red hot poker in hand, singing Mr. Hime's song "the" Death of Abercrombie!"

A friend of mine tells me he could amuse your readers t a little by reviewing this reviewer's strictures on the intings at our Exhibition; but you will, in all probaity, be by this time heartily sick of the subject. I shall, refore, conclude with the ejaculation of a satirical **ite In the name of common sense, I say, defend us that most intolerable of all cants, the cant of critim."-Yours, &c.

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BRADBURY AND HIS BEAR.

The following interesting account of Robert Bradary, the celebrated Clown, is taken from the last alume of Ryley's Itinerant in Scotland, now publishg in Edinburgh, Glasgow, London, Liverpool, &c. As we entered the traveller's room in the Tontine at asgow, four neat-looking men, in drab or brown coloured thes, were engaged in conversation, on the beauties of Lanark, from which they had just returned. Now, it was Mr. Cheery's intention to visit this most delightplace, he became interested in the conversation, and Served to me that it would have been his determination spend the remainder of his days there, had he not been formed that religious worship was not permitted within limits of Mr. Owen's jurisdiction.

"Thou art not then of our opinions, friend ?" observed served," Mr. Romney, these are a most wonderful peothe same person, after he had viewed the small appendage ple. Heigho! wicked sinner that I am, would I were at the back of his head. like them!" "Indeed they are, my friend, a wonderful people, and it is an honour to our country, that England may boast of first establishing, encouraging, promoting, and now, more than ever, respecting that amiable, peaceable, and most consistent body of professing Christians, called Quakers."

"Why, yes, I much approve of what you are saying, but-Heigh ho!-I am"-he was proceeding, I have no doubt, to inform the worthy Friends, that he was of the Methodist persuasion, and that he believed in every thing, when a tall athletic person entered the room, and commanded the attention of all present. His hair was some. what sandy, and rather thin on the fore part of the head; to provide for this deficiency, a sprinkling of powder was applied; the lower part of his face seemed buried in immense whiskers, the dog's ears, as they are sometimes called, or stiff-neck collar, reaching nearly to his cheek-bones, around which a handsome silk handkerchief, à la Belcher, terminated in the best exquisite Bond-street knot. Beneath a light drab coat, made in the first hunting-frock fashion, appeared a pink and white striped waistcoat, with a sham or two of blue and red satin, peeping from under at the breast, doe-skin small-clothes, white top-boots, gilt spurs, with a broad-brimmed white hat, and an immense cluster of gold seals attached to an elegant gold chain, drawn through the waistcoat button-hole.

Thus equipped he stood before us, rubbing his chin with the silver handle of a neat horse-whip. All was silence; when, having reconnoitered the company, he lounged towards the window, seemingly on the best of terms with himself.

The whisper immediately ran round, "Who is he? Where does he come from?" No one knew: but a cunning Scotchman, who sat taking snuff by the fire, fearful that so fine a man should be thought to be of any country but his own, replied, in a low voice, and with a significant look, "I ken him, Sirs; I ken him: its his Grace the Duke of Buccleugh.”

"The devil it is," exclaimed a traveller who was casting up his accounts at another table, and precipitately placing his books, swatches, &c. in a little green bag, cocked up his quizzing-glass, and began to examine his Grace from head to foot, with serious attention; but soon, as if some comic thought had struck him, endeavoured, with some difficulty, to stifle a laugh, and taking up a newspaper, obviously to avoid being noticed, made no further observation.

One of the Friends, for such they proved to be, over- The waiter, who was busied in laying the cloth, had aring his last words, addressed him as follows: "Thou overheard the Scotchman's assertion with astonishment, mistaken, friend; real, vital religion is to be met with when his Grace, in a tone of authority, inquired, "Has ongst the good people at New Lanark as frequently as the man brought my luggage out of the carriage ?" bongst any equal number of Christians. They are left" Yes, my Lord." "Give him half-a-crown." "It themselves to worship in the way they think best-and at is the best way-does not thou think so, friend ?" *Heigh-ho! we are told, how are they to be converted ithout a preacher? and how are they to preach unless ey are called ?" "

shall instantly be done, your Grace.”

At each of these replies, the stranger looked at the waiter with a kind of smiling astonishment, more particularly as he bowed to him most obsequiously on leaving the room. This conduct of the waiter's confirmed most of the company in the Scotchman's opinion, and it was amusing to observe how his countrymen, of whom there were two in the room, pressed to obtain a seat near his Lordship at the table; and the waiter, though pretty nimble, had no chance in supplying his Grace, for even before they were called for, pepper, salt, vinegar, mustard, &c. crowded round his plate, like the towers of a besieged castle; best dishes were handed him, and the old servile coinciding cant, "Exactly—just so," were ready for every thing that fell from his gracious lips.

“Thou art right, friend, in one sense, but not in other; there are many kinds of calls; one man is called fifty pounds a year, and he comes slowly; another is led to a hundred pounds a year, and he quickens his ce; a third is called to a thousand pounds a year, and es running; in fact, this kind of calling is a moneyetting business, and has nothing to do with the kingdom f Christ, which is spiritual; but the true call, which the postle meant, is a mental feeling, an emotion of the soul, lothed in humility, an inward conviction that we are Ossessed of a power from above, to communicate glad One of the worthy Quakers (his Lordship happening to lidings, not a call to fat benefices, and to appear in dis-sit near a turkey) observed," Friend, I'll thank thee for guise in gowns and big wigs, but spontaneously to breathe a piece of that fowl," upon which Cheery, who sat near forth the truth in the spirit of good-will to all mankind, the Quaker, much hurt that proper obeisance was not paid Without fee and without emolument.” to dignities, observed, in a low voice, "He's a lord!" Cheery made no reply to this, but, wrapped in astonish-"Friend," replied the Quaker, with much urbanity in his ment, rose, and folding his arms, walked slowly to the countenance, "I see thou art unacquainted with our opiother end of the room, apparently in deep meditation. nions and habits of thinking. Friend, we acknowledge But what was the surprise of the Quakers, when, as Cheery no lord, but the Lord Jesus Christ, and we consider all ened from them, they discovered his pig-tail, for pre- titles as frivolous, and worse than useless, except the title Bously they had looked upon him as one of their own of a good Christian and an honest man." Cheery looked ct, his dress and address warranting the conclusion. delighted at these observations, and, turning to me, ob

When the cloth was drawn, the president gave "The King," upon which one of the Friends observed, "We wish the king's good health and happiness, as much as thou doest, friend, but we never drink healths."

The cunning Scotchman then rose, and observed, "that as we were honoured by the presence of an illustrious nobleman, of the highest rank, whose public, private, and religious conduct did the highest credit tul himsal, his noble kindred, and the country that was blessed with the honour of giving him birth,"-" Blarney," observed the smiling traveller in a low voice. The Scotchman, however, proceeded, "I esteem this, gentlemen, as the proudest day of my life, to have the felicity of calling your attention tul an exalted character, whose muckle virtues" -"That's right, my boy, go it again, the fat sow will bear greasing," exclaimed the traveller, in a voice audible enough to be heard by the Scotchman, who, applying a pinch of snuff he held between his finger and thumb to the nasal organ, with an arch look at the traveller, replied, "I dunna ken, Sir, what you mean by the fat soo, but I'm thinking yer ane of the swinish multitude.”

This caused a general smile, and the Caledonian proceeded, "As I was saying, before I was interrupted by this gentleman's clish-ma-claver, I look upon this as ane of the proudest days o' my life, for I am favoured with the muckle honour of proposing a toast that I am sure will be drank wi' aw honours-His Grace the Duke of Buccleugh!" This was drank by all, the Quaker excepted, and his Grace drank it likewise. A silence ensued, which was broken by the following observation of his Grace: "Why, what are ye a'ter, my masters? there's a lark going on amongst ye, I see-I'm not fly-but if any one will tip me the office, I have no objection to a lot of fun, and whether you give me the part of the Duke or the Duchess, I'll fill it to the utmost of my ability."

Astonishment was visible on almost every countenance but the smiling traveller, who, unable to contain himself any longer, held up his glass, being at the other end of the table. "Mr. Bradbury, your health, Sir." "Thank you, Sir; you are the only person in company who chooses to call me by my right name; but I suppose this is a hoax of my old friend and first manager, who sits upon your right hand."

As this was undoubtedly applied to me, I arose and approached the individual, that I might obtain a closer view of this singular character, when, strange to tell, I found myself enabled to extricate, from within a wood of whiskers, the features of Robert Bradbury, the celebrated Clown, from Drury-lane Theatre, who, the reader will recollect, is stated in the second volume of this work, to have made his first appearance under my management, in the Liverpool Theatre, many years ago.

"What," continued he, "did you not know me, Mr. Romney ?" After shaking him by the hand, I plainly told him that time and dress had so completely metamorphosed him, that till that moment I could not call to mind his person.

This was the subject, and justly too, of laughter, for the principal part of the company, but it was lost on Cheery and one of the Quakers, who were busy discussing the merits of infant baptism; and I was rather surprised to find Cheery had removed his seat to the opposite side of the table, which he afterwards informed me arose from his having found that the worthy Friends used no baptism at all.

I was rather gratified to find that this good man had not overheard the title of manager applied to me by Bradbury, because that would at once have discovered what I

cuous a figure in the London papers.

With his usual good nature (and few people possessed more) he entered into a detail of what had happened to him in almost all circuses, amphitheatres, and playhouses in England, Ireland, and Scotland, for the last ten years, a full account of which would be by much too prolix for insertion, having already, I fear, wearied the reader's patience.

and in this state he has, by strangers, been mistaken fort

had long laboured to conceal from him, I mean my pro- | at Portsmouth some years ago, in which he cut so conspi-, of his clothes, but tied together in various parts with strings fession, to which his prejudice had led him to entertain a most inveterate hatred: not on account of any evil tendency he had perceived arising from it, for he literally knew nothing about it, never having seen or read a play in his life, but from the maledictions thundered forth by the preachers against plays, playhouses, and all those who visit such places of entertainment, lest that penny should be dropped at the pit door, that they would rather hear jingle on the pulpit-plate, an almost constant visitor, from one excuse or another, at Methodist meeting-houses.

The Friends soon left the room; and as it was rumour. ed that one of them had lately opened a hosier's shop, it was curious to observe with what alacrity two travellers from Nottingham rose from the table, took up their pattern books, and prepared to sally forth; but the smiling rider, who seemed up to every thing, observed, "Pray, gentlemen, don't leave us, but take another glass, and then hark forward to the Salt market." The request was agreed to, when the cunning Scotchman observed, “May I ask, why all this bustle amongst you gentlemen of the road, when a Quaker is known to set up business ?" "I'll tell you, Sir. Travellers are subject to heavy losses from roguish customers, in various ways, and when there is a chance of an order from an honest individual, it puts a man on the alert to endeavour to obtain it." "And how do you ken the Quaker is an honest man?" "When did you ever hear of a Quaker being otherwise?" "Very seldom, indeed." "Sir, a Quaker, besides the certainty of your money, gives you less trouble than other people; he tells you at once what he wants, and what price he will give for your goods, from which he never varies, and with him the fair tradesman avoids the numerous contemptible tricks by which many shopkeepers are in the habit of defrauding the manufacturer, such as deducting for pretended short measure; ordering twice as many goods as they want, in order to choose out of the lump, and under some frivolous excuse returning the remainder at the maker's expense. Then the traveller's bill at his inn is not enlarged by being obliged to stuff and cram his customer; for if you invite Aminidab, he tells you plainly he will not come. Then, again, if you don't call on the day that payment is due, he remits the money.I'll tell you what, Sir, orders at present, in our way, are not difficult to obtain; but a good and safe customer is; and when I place the name of a Quaker in my order-book, it is as valuable to me as Abraham Newland's."

The Portsmouth business, however, as it is a fact, car-
rying with it considerable interest, I will endeavour to
relate as accurately as memory will permit.
(To be continued.)

Biographical Notices.

THE BERKSHIRE MISER.

REV. MORGAN JONES, LATE CURATE OF BLEWBERRY.

beggar, and barely escaped being offered their charity. His diet was as singular as his dress, for he cooked! pot only once a week, which was always on a Sun. For his subsistence, he purchased but three articles trich he always denominated as "two necessaries and a luxe) the necessaries, bread and bacon, the luxury, tee many years his allowance of bread was half a gall week; and in the fruit season, when his garden prod fruit, or when he once or twice a week procured a mala his neighbours', his half gailon loaf lasted him a day two of the following week; so that in five weeks he e had no more than four half gallon loaves. He was equally abstemious in his other two articles. He freque ate with his parishioners; yet for the last ten years th was but a solitary instance of a person eating with bi return, and that a particular friend, who obtained i bit of bread with much difficulty and importunity, fe the last fifteen years there was never within his doma kind of spirits; no beer, butchers' meat, butter, lard, cheese, or milk, nor any niceties, of what was particularly fond when they came free of expe which he could never find the heart to purchas The economy and parsimony of this curious man were beverage was cold water; and at morning and evang almost beyond credibility, he having outdone, in many in- weak tea, without milk or sugar. However d stances, the celebrated Elwes, of Marcham. For many weather, he seldom had a fire, except to cook wi of the last years of his ministerial labours he had no ser that was so small, that it might easily have been tide vant to attend any of his domestic concerns; and he never a half gallon measure. He has often been seen roving had even the assistance of a female within his doors for churchyard to pick up bits of stick, or busily lopping the last twelve years; the offices of housemaid, chamber- shrubs or fruit-trees, to make this fire, while hist maid, cook, and scullion, and even most part of his wash-house has been crammed with wood and coal, which ing and mending were performed by himself; he has been could not prevail upon himself to use. In very cold vesta frequently known to beg needles and thread at some of the he would frequently get by some of his neighbours' tra farm-houses, to tack together his tattered garments, at warm his shivering limbs, and, when evening came, N which, from practice, he had become very expert. He to bed for warmth, but generally without a candle, was curate of Blewberry upwards of forty-three years; allowed himself only the small bits left of those proved and it will scarcely be credited, that the same hat and coat for divine service in the church by the parish. Her served him for his every-day dress during the whole of that never known to keep dog, cat, or any other living crester period! The brim of the hat had, on one side, (by so and it is certain the whole expenses of his house dit m much handling,) been worn off quite to the crown, but, amount to half a crown a week, for the last twenty yar fields, he luckily met with an old left-off hat, stuck up for whole of his yearly salary, which never was more tha on coming one day from the hamlet of Upton, across the and, as the fees exceeded that sum, he always m a scarecrow. He immediately secured the prize, and, pounds per annum. By constantly placing this mi with some tar twine, substituted as thread, and a piece of the Funds, and the interest, with about £30 per the brim, quite repaired the deficiences of his beloved old more (the rent of two small estates left by some res one, and ever after wore it in common, although the old he, in the course of forty-three years, amassed may th black as jet. His coat, when he first came from Ashton Fleet-street, can testify. In his youthful days one was of a russet brown, and the new brim nearly as sand pounds, as his bankers, Messrs. Child mi Cad Keys, in 1781, was a surtout much the worse for wear; free with the good things of this life; and when he after some time he had it turned inside out, and made up came to Blewberry, he for some time boarded with ap into a common one. Whenever it became rent or torn, it by the week, and during that time was quite carpet was as speedily tacked together with his own hands; at but, as soon as he boarded and lived by himself, b found it necessary, he cut pieces off the tail to make good reduced almost to a living skeleton. He was alw length pieces fell out and were lost, and as fast as he simony overcame his appetite, so that at last he b the upper part, until the coat was reduced to a jacket, early riser, being seldom in bed after break of day, stuck about with patches of his own applying. In this hat nearly like all other early risers, he enjoyed an exc During this account, the other rider, who had prepared and coat, when at home on working days, he was con- state of health; so that for the long space of forty-think for departure, was observed sidling towards the door, when stantly decorated, but he never wore it abroad, or before years he omitted preaching only two Sundays. the smiling traveller, whom nothing escaped, in a good-been much vexed at the ridicule his grotesque appearance upwards of one thousand sermons; but for the last strangers, except he forgot himself, as he several times had His industry was such that he wrote, with his own humoured way took him by the arm; "Come, come, my had excited when seen by those with whom he was not years his hand became tremulous, and he wrote but i good Sir, start fair, for I see here will be a race to broad much acquainted. This extraordinary coat (or, more pro- he therefore only made alterations and additions to brim's shop; but don't you think, gentlemen, you had perly, jacket) is now in the possession of one of the pa- former sermons, and this, generally, on the back of better toss up for the chance, than run from hence to the rishioners, and prized as a curiosity. His stockings were marriage licenses or across old letters, as it would Salt market; it will be disgraceful to see two respectable scarcely a vestige of the original worsted. He had a great sermons were usually plain and practical, and his fune washed and mended by himself, and some of them had been nearly death to him to have purchased paper. gentlemen hosiers, from Nottingham, in such a contest store of new shirts which had never been worn; but, for discourses were generally admired; but the fear of be through the streets of Glasgow, besides the unpleasantness many years his stock became reduced to one in use; his noticed, and the dread of expense, was an absolute of the two gentlemen in the same business meeting for the parsimony would not permit him to have this washed more hibition to his sending any thing to the press, although first time in the same shop." than once in two or three months, for which he reluctantly was fully capable, being well skilled in the English paid a poor woman fourpence. He always slept without Latin languages. The expense of a penny, in the p his shirt, that it might not want washing too often, and, of a letter, has been known to deprive him of a D by that means, be worn out; and he always went without rest; and yet we must do him the justice to acknow one while it was washed, and very frequently at other that at times pounds did not grieve him. He was a times. This solitary shirt he mended himself; and as fast lar and liberal subscriber to the Bible, Missionary, ar as it required to be patched in the body, he ingeniously other societies for the propagation of the gospel and supplied it by cutting off the tail; but, as nothing will conversion of the Jews; and he has more than once be last for ever, by this constant clipping it unfortunately be- generous enough to give a pound or two to assist a d came too short to reach down to his small clothes. This, of course, was a sad disaster, and there was some fear lest one of the new ones must be brought into use; but, after a diligent search, he fortunately found, in one of his drawbably, lain by ever since his youthful and more gay days. ers, the top part of a shirt with a frill on, which had, proThis was, with his usual sagacity, tacked by him on the tail of the old one, with the frill downwards, and was thus worn by him until the day before he left Blewberry, Latterly his memory became impaired, and he several times seen, at the burial of a corpse, dressed in this ludicrous forgot to change his dress, and has more than once been and curious manner, with scarcely a button on any part

The competitors paused awhile, and at last agreed to decide the matter according to their friend's advice. This was accordingly done, and the chance was won by the traveller who spoke so well in favour of the Quakers, at which I must confess I was well pleased, for I have entertained through life a strong predilection in favour of this excellent body of people.

Not having seen Bradbury for many years, and entertaining a high respect for his integrity, industry, and talent, by which he had raised himself from obscurity to the highest pitch of eminence, in the way of life he had chosen, I left Cheery, who had taken out his little red bible, and was solacing himself in the 10th chapter of Nehemiah, and drawing my chair close to Mr. Bradbury, with a strong desire to hear something of his history, during the many years that had elapsed since I first knew him, and in particular of the circumstance that took place

tressed fellow-creature.

Although very fond of ale he spent only one sixper on that liquor during the forty-three years he was c of Blewberry; but it must be confessed he used to parta ten years since, when, being at a neighbour's wed of it too freely, when he could have it without cost, and having taken rather too much of this favourite bo verage, it was noticed and talked of by some of the pr sons present. Being hurt by this he made a vow ne more to taste a drop of that or any other strong liquet. although so contrary to his natural desires, and exposre and his promise he most scrupulously and honestly kept to so many temptations.-Devizes Gazette.

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Criticism.

POEMS. BY HENRY SCOTT.

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By the Author of "The Chase."

I understand that the author of this work is still very young, and that he has not enjoyed the advantages of a regular education. Under such circumstances he is entitled to every indulgence. I must confess, however, that ve the good nature of his readers is stretched to the very utmast, and that nothing can sufficiently excuse the carelessmess with which some parts of the work are executed; but although they are distinguished by a degree of negligence and eccentricity, for which their merit by no means atones, they are possessed of merit notwithstanding. In some passages great merit has been displayed, considering the dir umstances under which they have been produced. Some, I doubt not, may have opened the book who will o be inclined to subscribe to this opinion, for the first piece in the volume is by no means the best; but there Hanny stanzas in the longer poems, and a larger proportion of the songs and shorter pieces, which give very reconsiderable promise of future excellence. I do not intend detain the reader with any lengthened criticism, though here are many things in the work, which, under other rcumstances, might have induced me to speak with some verity, but shall merely lay before them one or two of passages which, in my opinion, are most worthy of eir notice.

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The author's chief taste is evidently in Lyric poetry,
d there is more nerve, and infinitely more originality in
$songs in the Scottish dialect, than in all the rest of the
The following piece has much in it, to my mind,
the spirit of Burns in his happiest moments :—
DRINK, DRINK ROUN'.

Ye lightsome hearts o' glee and fun,
Since Youth and Joy are met together,
We'll laugh at time and rising sun:

lie's cauld in heart wha here wad swither;
So drink, drink roun'.

Ye lightsome heart of honoured eld,
Come join wi' us in mirthfu' glory;
Your hoary head makes you more dear,
Mug your auid sang-tell your auld story,
And drink, drink roun'.

Fast, fast the leaves fa' frae the tree,
Yet mony springs the tree can number;
But just ae wee short spring hae we-
Then catch life's dew-drops 'ere ye slumber,

And drink, &c.

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I cannot omit two stanzas from the extract on Britain,
hich certainly exhibit no ordinary powers :-
Thou'lt die and wither, Britain! and be laid
Within the very earth where thou hast grown;
But thou'lt be mourned as the mighty dead,

And when that soaring, haughty spirit's flown,
Twill stalk o'er earth, for 'tis her soul-it fled
From Babylon, Greece, Tyre, Rome.--O spirit lone!
Oh wandering Cain! whom next wilt thou possess ?
What nation make a Rome in fearful mightiness?

Oh, Britain!-lovely island of the free;

But Rome was once as free, and lovely too:
Oh God! that e'er the time so rude should be

That the proud hearts thou bear'st to freedom true,
Should beat the war chim'd praise of slavery!

And thy fair daughters! must they fall with yon?
Oh may thy own blue waves, thy guardian surge
Roll o'er thee at thy falling funeral dirge!

I must confess, however, that after all, his Scotch songs
come more home to the heart than the very best lines in
his English poems.
than the following:
Nothing in its way can be better

A WEE DRAPpie o't.

Correspondence.

THE LIVERPOOL FORUM.

TO THE EDITOR.

SIR,-Being an admirer of popular discussions, I at tended, with pleasure, the opening of the Liverpool Forum on the 7th instant. The question for discussion was a highly important one, and a good debate was anticipated. There would, no doubt, have been a more numerous audience, had the question been more generally announced; but it could not be expected that a day's notice would bring a crowded room. I have, however, often heard it urged, that questions of mere amusement attract larger audiences than more important ones. I have too high an opinion of the understandings of my fellow-townsmen to give to this assertion a tacit concurrence, because I think it cannot be shown by the fact. Be this as it may, I hope they will, in future, give it a contradiction by a general attendance throughout the season, particularly on those nights when questions of importance are brought forward for discussion.

Now the sweetness of summer is faded and past,
Gray winter stalks lone in the roar o' the blast;
But sae happy here we'll be in our low hamely cot,
And rejoice 'neath the storm o'er a wee drappie o't.
Away thou dark demon o' sorrow and care!
Flee far wi' thy gaunt train o' howling despair,
For should you dare come here we'll plunge you in the pot,
And rejoice o'er your fa' wi a wee drappie o't.
Then we'll pledge to the land of the free and the brave,
And rejoice in that freedom for which our fathers fought,
The wild land o' heather, the rock, and the wave;
And sae "here's to their shades" wi' a wee drappie o't,
To the cheerers o' life we'll empty this bowl,
We'll pledge them wi' heart, wi' hand, and wi' soul;
For how cheerless wad the gloom be-how hard wad be our shall take the liberty of suggesting to the gentlemen who
lot,

An' it werena for the dearies, and a wi' drappie o't.
Few, few and short are the joys that we know,
Thro' thi dark dreary struggle of sorrow and woe;
But still some heavenly gleam illumes the lowly cot,

In the commencement of the evening the speakers appeared rather shy; and as this is frequently the case, I

There

The debate was renewed yesterday evening by the gentleman who had moved its adjournment. He eloquently defended the "heaven-born minister," and was supported in his line of argument by three other speakers. were two speakers for Mr. Fox, and one for Mr. Canning; and, after a vigorous and eloquent discussion, the question was put to the vote, when it was carried in favour of Mr.. Fox. The audience was most respectable, and more numerous than on the preceding evening.

generally take a part in the discussions, the propriety of having an arrangement amongst themselves by which each, in turn, may commence the debate. This plan, besides Oh! there's friendship, there's love, and a wi' drappie o't. preventing one or two speakers from appearing too conspicuously, as well as equalizing the debate, would always Strange, that a man who can write such lines as these secure an early commencement. However, after th should so far mistake his own talents, as to waste his time discussion had begun, it was so well maintained, that and dissipate his genius in imitations-often feeble imita. a gentleman who had not had an opportunity of defending tions of the most care less parts of Don Juan. There are," the pilot who weathered the storm," moved an adjournno doubt, single lines of considerable beauty in these imi. ment, which was carried nem. con, tations, but an indulgence in such writing must do incalculable injury to a poet in the author's situation. However great the original power of the author's mind may be, he will never attain to a just and permanent fame without serious and laborious cultivation. It may not all be seen, and the crowd may wonder at, and extol the poet the more for what they may believe to be his indolence. But in silence, and in solitude, and in those hours even when the minds of all others are at rest from their ordinary labours, he is strengthening his powers, he is reading the characters of men in all their infinite varities, he is registering in the tablets of his heart all the innumerable beauties of the visible creation, and refining his taste, invigorating his feelings, and enriching and correcting his imagination. Let the author look around him among his contemporaries, and he will see how many men, unquestionably his superiors in talents, from indulging in those habits of negligence which perhaps they esteem the evidence, no less than the privilege of genius, have failed in the race of life, and lost the crown which was once almost within their grasp. He will see, too, how many who with, at first, far less prospects, have outstripped them in this carcer, and are enjoying the well-earned reward of a life of honourable labour, the praises of the living, and the sure earnests of immortality. I need scarcely say more; if this is not a sufficient lesson, Ility. In fine, virtue was supported, and vice rebuked. despair of his future progress, and my advice and my praises have been worse than useless. But, before I conclude, let me at least direct his eyes to the history of one great man, the greatest of them all, in which he will find abundant evidence of the truth of what I have stated, and have insisted upon to one whose first work scarcely gave greater promise of excellence than his own; but who, by steady labour and severe mental exercise, has long since merited, and acquired the first place among the poets of Scotland. If he desires to hold a like place in the estimation of his country, and to leave behind him at least one great work, to be an inheritance for ever to her and to her children, let him study the writings, and strive to imitate the example, of Walter Scott.

While on the subject of the Liverpool Forum, I cannot refrain from bearing testimony to the correct principles upon which this laudable institution was conducted during the last season. Having frequently attended it, I had every opportunity of judging of its utility. The questions brought forward for discussion, when not of a very serious nature, were such as blended instruction with amusement; and the handsome support it received from numerous and highly respectable audiences augured most favourably for recommencement this season. Indeed, it, must be admitted by every impartial person, who viewed its proceedings during the last season, that it did credit to its conductor as well as to the gentlemen who participated in its discussions. There were no vain and visionary ideas promulgated; no doctrines advanced but such as might receive the support of every friend to mora.

Seeing, then, that such were its proceedings, it could not but draw together most respectable audiences; and I. am confident that it does not require "the second sight" to perceive that it will still be more warmly supported throughout the present season.

It requires but little argument to show the utility of the Liverpool Forum; for, besides being an ornament to the town, it must be admitted, that it is calculated to expand the mind by a habit of thinking and reflecting; that it must necessarily stimulate speakers to the acquirement of knowledge, which would at all times be of service to them; and when a collision of sentiment occurs, (which must always happen to form a good debate,) ideas and arguments are elicited which do credit to the speakers,

but which would have lain dormant, had they not been brought forth by public discussion: and last, though not least, it is a place which will always afford rational amusement combined with instruction.

Moreover, under a comparatively free Government like our own, such places as the Liverpool Forum are particularly useful. In this country it is well known that a man, with talents, may rise to some of the highest offices in the state; and what place is so well calculated to develop and mature such talents as a popular debating society? It was in such a place that the splendid talents of a Pitt, a Curran, and a Canning, first burst forth; and many eminent living statesmen, who now "fret their hour" upon the great political stage of Britain, introduced themselves into public life by means of such places. By exercising their minds on the various topics brought forward for discussion, they acquired a fluency of speech, and a correctness of thinking, which afterwards rendered them capable of taking a conspicuous part in most of those questions which have been, and still are, connected with the interests and welfare of this great nation.

In conclusion, Mr. Editor, I have to state, that the above observations are written in order to excite the attention of my fellow-townsmen, (particularly the younger portion of them,) to this very laudable institution; and I would particularly impress upon them the necessity of supporting it with their talents, and not suffer themselves to be surpassed, either in knowledge or eloquence, by Londen, Dublin, or Edinburgh.-Yours, &c.

A FRIEND TO FREE DISCUSSION.

Liverpool, Sept. 15, 1827.

ST. JOHN'S MARKET.

The following clever jeu d'esprit is transcribed from the Mercury, at the personal request of several of our readers.

Boat Races. We are pleased to find that, during the festival week, we shall be gratified with that most innocen not specify particulars, as we should incur the advertise and useful species of sportsmanship-boat races. We mus ment duty; but we may state that the contending parties will start from George's Dock Pierhead at high water, and row round a boat moored off Tranmere-slip.

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METEOROLOGICAL DIARY.

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Ormskirk, celebrated for potatoes; females, cloaked and LIVERPOOL MUSICAL FESTIVAL. hooded, bring produce from Woolton, grimy Highton, The fashionable Public are respectfully informed, that uncouth Prescot, picturesque Childwall, and Halewood, the SHOP, No. 69, CHURCH-STREET, will be OPENED on Thurs day next, the 27th instant, with a very select Assortment of famous for plums, and perseveringly recommending their JEWELLERY and FANCY GOODS, purchased with great various delicacies to the elbowing crowd of Dicky Sams, Paris, many of them (Pearl Suits, Combs, Tiaras, and other care, from the most approved manufactories in London and ("half bull-dog, half game-cock, and a little bit of the head ornaments, &c.) selected expressly for the present e devil incarnate;") of Yankee captains, with their high-be favourably inspected, and be an introduction to their sue sion; when the Proprietors hope to exhibit a Stock that will crowned hats, black gloves, and coats after the fashion of cessful career in Liverpool. Anno Domini eighteen hundred and twenty; not forgetting the psalm-singing weaving Boltoner, and Manchesterian, with his coat covered with cotton fuz; whilst your firstrate merchant, who stands A 1 under the Goree Piazzas, or the broker, who is a tip-topper "on the flags," are here unnoticed; for here they sell not, neither do they buy, except it be a penn'orth of pears. Who is that carrying all before her, for whom market-keepers make way, and who meets with civility even from those ladies who sell best fish and speak the plainest English? That is Mrs. Jones, of the King's Arms; and there is Mr. Lynn, of the Waterloo, and Mr. Radley, of the Adelphi, par nobile fratrum, men nobly emulating each other in the science of cookery, equally skilled in turtle soup and cunning in ices; then pass under review many of lesser note, heads of institutions, infirmaries, poorhouses, schools; and, lastly, ladies with large families and heavy purses, having the reputation of being good marketers, a reputation which their husbands find costly enough. Every thing is here to tempt every body, from a round of beef to a dead seagull. You may provision an East Indiaman, or buy a rat-trap, or a cream cheese, or an owl. "Do you want any grapes, or peaches, or pears ?" "No." "Do you want a wife?" added a pert. I was so shocked at such an unexpected offer, that I got into the corner for mushroom sellers; but not finding much room there, I slipped into my favourite nook among the pigeon fanciers, a sedate and calculating set, who have as many whims as a florist. A little lower were an ambiguous knot of mortals, with a shabby-genteel air, and ancient top-boots, whom I recog. nised for cockers, at a glance, their hands in their pockets, SIR,-It is Saturday morning, and eleven o'clock, and and brandy blossoms on their noses. At last I got amongst All Liverpool and his wife are on the tramp for St. John's those hermaphrodites in the north-west corner, of fishy Market, that parallelogram of plenty, that concentration notoriety, the crack corps of the market, who signalize of all the kitchen gardens for ten miles round, that temple themselves on lifting Tuesdays, gin-bibbers, and speakers without steeple, dedicated to the god Belly; for there is of their minds, and women curious in oaths. One of them to be found every thing tempting to human appetite, from had rapped out an oath, of most appalling sublimity, just aristocratic seakale to plebeian onion, from the glorious under the right ear of an old Evangelical lady, who was pine apple (pine from being pined for) to the unchristian carried out fainting, such a shock had her sensitive nerves black-pudding. The spirit of traffic sits astride the clock, experienced. Look down avenue six. "Heavens! what a and with a smile surveys his worshippers below. As you studding-sail bonnet, what bright eyes, what a brilliant mount the flight of steps, as quickly as the crowd and the complexion she has!" "Hush! push on," cries my baskets will permit, your ears are stunned with one loud, Orestes. One piece of advice I feel myself called on to unremitting, universal roar, sent up by haggling, bargain- bestow upon my fair townswomen, which is, not to look making thousands; for, as was said above, All Liverpool so cross and so sharperish when they are making a puris buying his dinner, and half of Lancashire, two-thirds chase, as it destroys the effect of their beauty, and leaves of Cheshire, and a slip of Wales are selling it to him; an unfavourable impression, and not to be too close, too odours of fruit and fumes of fish, scents of flowers and screwing; for if any body of people earn money with smells of cheese, at once puzzle the astonished nose; and greater trouble than another, it is market people. Let whilst your eye glances from pretty faces to bunches of them recollect that a few pence, more or less, is nothing turnips, from nonpareils to no better-than-they-ought-to-to them, but that it is a very serious affair to these country be's, a jargonel melts in your mouth, or oysters are sub-people, who are made happy, and who communicate hapmitted to your remorseless gulp. So great is the crowd, piness to many a cottage fire-side, if their "stuff" fetches no dreadful the noise, and so many gentlemen there who a fair remunerating price; and let them remember that ought to be somewhere else, that the ladies would not money so bestowed is more beneficial than twice the sum miss it for the world, and the place altogether is so dis-given in ostentatious subscription to charities, or eleemosyagreeable, that they dress as smartly as their wardrobe nary shillings to importunate and idle mendicants. will permit. In this spot are gathered together the high and lofty one from Abercrombie-square, (for our west end is east-north-east) with one footman and four carriers; then comes unquestionable Rodney-street, with bonnet à la windmill, as the Morning Herald says; then respectable Mount-pleasant, and doubtful Clarence-street, carrying her own, basket; then Circus-street, about which there is no doubt at all; lastly Strand-street, wrapped up closely in indispensible shawl. On the other hand are gathered together the cultivator, from the barren cape of Cheshire, ornaite Liverpool; the farmer, from the sandy flats of

TO THE EDITOR.

About one o'clock the market becomes less crowded,

and is a less interesting spectacle; but at night, when
lighted up with a hundred gas lights, the effect is more
and more striking, and the avenues are again crowded with
purchasers of an inferior class, artisans, apprentices, small
housekeepers, and others of more questionable note. Broad
allusion, coarse joke, and horse fun, are bandied about,
and parties of little pilferers commit petty depredations on
fruit baskets, with a dexterity above their years, till eleven
o'clock, when the gates are shut, and this article must
draw to a close.

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MR. GREEN'S BALLOON.-We have received an order fr Hull for two cork collar jackets, to be used in case of e gency by Mr. Green and another gentleman who purpo ascending with him in his balloon this very day (Monâm Our correspondent says, in a postscript, "Should the wi be inland, it is not improbable that we may visit he pool, from whence Mr. Green will ascend on the Fel day in the Festival week." Our correspondent den mention the hour of the ascent from Hull, but we sa ascertain it before our publication is put to press, inade that our readers may be on the look out, should the be in a quarter likely to bring the balloon inte our ne bourhood. By the Hull Rockingham of Saturday we find that Mr. Green purposes ascending at four d

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If Patronus remain in the same mind until next week, shall specify some of the defects in his essay; however, we do not covet the task, we shall pause until we hear ther from him. In the meantime, candour compels say that he appears to possess that over-confidence in own talents which is an almost insurmountable ob to eminence in any pursuit.

Justitia need be under no apprehensions that we shall swall

the clumsy bait to which he alludes. We know well any what the bungling angler would be at; but he will not even a nibble from us.

CHESS.-We have been obliged to postpone until next we

the continuation of our chess studies.

LIVERPOOL FANCY BALL.-We hope the writer of the cen

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sketch of St. John's Market will see this week's Kalcides as we wish to hint to him that he ought, by all means attend our Fancy Ball, as he appears to us to be, f men, the most likely to describe it with spirit and effect W. S. is informed that we shall next week avail ourselv of a portion of his favours.

PERENOLOGY.-The letter of Amicus Justitia on this subje is unavoidably postponed this week, but it shall positive appear in our next.

The solution, dated Church-street, to the query of Tyra we have received the communications of B.-T. P. M specting the gallons of brandy, shall appear in our next. FW. O.-J. P.-M. M. C.-A. M.-W. RJ. L. F -J.D.-C. W.-W. W. M-and Arthur.

Printed, published, and sold, every Tuesday, by E. SMITE and Co., Clarendon-buildings, Marshall-street.

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