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more welcome to him than all the dinners and wine in the universe.

At the expiration of another hour, spent as pleasingly the absence of her who occupied all his thoughts would ermit, he retired to prepare for his pantomimic exertions, ith an earnest request that he would not let a day pass ithout repeating his visit, "for," said the young man, though I may not be at home, my aunt and sister will ways rejoice to see you."

The stimulus of wine, added to the success he had met ith, exceeding his most sanguine expectations, had proiced such a degree of ecstacy that almost overpowered scretion. Sometimes he would walk-sometimes run

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Biographical Notices.

UGO FOSCOLO.

In 1807, Foscolo printed, at Brescia, a poem called “I Sepolcri," The Tombs,-in which the natives of Milan were severely abused. His next productions were a translation of the first two books of the Iliad, and a tragedy entitled Ajax. The tragedy was acted in 1811, and gave offence to the Viceroy, who conceived that some parts of it were levelled against Bonaparte. Foscolo was on the point of being exiled, when his friend, General Pino, averted the sentence, by sending him to Mantua on a military mission. From Mantua he proceeded to Gascony, where he settled, and began to study the English language with great perseverance and success. the best translation that had ever been made of Sterne's it such a proficiency, as to be enabled to give to the world Sentimental Journey. It appeared under the feigned name of Dedimo Chierico, Yorick's supposed clerk. It is accompanied by pungent and satirical notes, and a life of the pretended translator.

He soon attained in

in suddenly stop, and ponder in his mind on what had for several days our hero made use of the license given 2, and regularly called in hopes of another interview, t as fate, ill-luck, or some adverse power would have it, object of his visit was never to be seen-no, not even a mpse of her charming countenance. In the room of ich the aunt, whose vanity led her to fancy every little ility a mark of strong affection, bored him continually -h her company, and created a suspicion in his mind the aunt's conduct was actuated by motives of jealousy, he therefore determined, since a verbal communica.its publication by the actors, in the tenth volume of the the Austrian Government, he travelled into Switzerland,

(From the Monthly Magazine for October.)
This elegant and accomplished scholar, whose name and
writings have long been familiar to the British literati,
was born in the island of Zante, about the year 1777. He
spent many of his early years amongst the Ionian Islands,
where, and in the city of Venice and its vicinity, he
His career, literary as well as military, appears to have
chiefly received his education. He studied also at Padua.
been commenced in 1795, when Italy was convulsed by
revoluntary commotions. At the period when French
arms and French principles had subverted the Venetian
republic, he became an active partisan. His first drama,
production he stood forward as the rival of Count Pepoli,
written at the early age of nineteen, was Tieste. In this
and the Marquis Pondemonte, whose dramas, he regretted
to observe, were preferred by the Venetians even to those
of Alficri. Tieste was first represented upon the same
evening when two pieces were to appear at different
theatres, from the pens of the Count and the Marquis.
Despising the taste of the day, Foscolo, writing upon the
model of the Greek poets, went beyond Alfieri's simplicity
and severity of manner. The success of the piece, which
retains its celebrity to the present day, was decided. To
Teatro Italiano Applaudito, a warm panegyric was sub-
joined. Foscolo, in contempt, as it were, of praise, wrote
severe critique upon his own tragedy, and ascribed its
success entirely to its servile adherence to the ancient
model. His anonymous strictures were received with ex-
Venetian theatre, where a portrait of the young poet was
treme indignation, especially by the votaries of the
triumphantly exhibited in reply. Tieste has only four
characters; but its abrupt and energetic style, its strength
and vivacity of passion, and the mysterious terror which
pervades its closing scenes, impart to it an interest amount-
ing to pain.

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Foscolo, indignant that his countrymen should receive When Italy was invaded by the Austrians, in 1814, their yoke, revisited Milan, and aided the government by his counsels and his pen. He was the author of numerous proclamations addressed to the citizens and the army, to he became acquainted with many English officers, and he excite them to combat for their independence. At Milan laboured strenuously, but unsuccessfully, to interest the British Government in favour of Italian freedom. He remained at Milan till Murat declared war against Austria; but, having then become an object of suspicion to

and thence into Russia.

tained much literary distinction. In the spring of 1823 Foscolo at length came over to England, where he obhe published a volume, entitled "Essays on Petrarch." The book, in fact, contains three essays, on the Love, Dante and Petrarch; and seven illustrative Appendices, Poetry, and Character of Petrarch; a Parallel between as follows:-Specimens of Petrarch's Latin Poetry; Specimens of Greek Amatory Poetry, (in translation) from Sappho down to the writers of the Lower Empire; a Theory of Platonic Love, by Lorenzo de Medici; Comparative Description of Women's Beauty, according to Platonic Ideas, and the early Italian Poets; Petrarch's Unpublished Letters, in Italian; a Letter, in Latin, of by Barbarina, Lady Dacre.-As the production of an Dante's, lately discovered; Translations from Petrarch, for the skill which he has acquired in English composition. Italian, the volume reflects high credit upon the writer Here and there, indeed, we meet with a foreign idiom but, upon the whole, the style is respectable, elevated, and worthy of the subject. The parallel between Dante and

was denied him, to attempt a literary one; for this
pose the servant maid, a prettyish girl, in whose hand
had frequently dropped an order for the play as he left
house, was fixed upon as his avant courier.
The eye of the lynx cannot be more microscopic, or cat
watch more attentive, than the mind of a violent tem-
red woman in love is alive to the smallest circumstance
at feeds her passion or promotes her jealousy.
The first letter the servant undertook to convey to the
ang lady was observed by the old one from an upper
idow, through which she was leaning to take a parting
, when our hero, accompanying the letter with a small
sation, requested it might be punctually delivered.
wift as the eagle from the mountain tops, she met the
before she could close the door." That letter is for
"she vociferated, snatching it out of her hand, and
Serving the address, "To the most bewitching of all
maan kind,”—ay, that must be me, whispered vanity time, became a captain. He was afterwards professor of Petrarch is a fine, a noble piece of criticism.

her eager ear," That letter is worth a guinea, Betty; dear youth gave you only half-a-crown, but here is ir full pay, and whenever you bring me another, I'll peat it."

The sight of a guinea to the eye of a poor servant is are refreshing than hartshorn to an old maid, or whiskey Scotchman; and pretty Betty placed it in her pocket, hopes a repetition might speedily take place. From this moment every letter found its way to the same farter, and the answers received were as satisfactory as most ardent lover could expect ; not having the least they were playing at cross purposes, and conceiving e letters came from the beloved object, he again boldly the question, "Will you become my wife ?" An mediate answer in the affirmative threw him into ecstaea, and the next morning at eleven o'clock was mutually greed upon as the happy hour that was to bestow on him he most valuable gift that ever mortal was blessed with. No pen can paint, no mind, except similarly impressed, an conceive the enraptured feeling of anticipated felicity bat the coming day would produce: busy imagination painted so many scenes of indescribable bliss, that Somnus, with his leaden eye-balls, fled from his couch, and he tossed and tumbled through the longest sleepless night that he ever before experienced, with the exception of one short interval, when the wearied spirits sunk under the pleasing presence of imaginary bliss.

At that moment, when pressing to his bosom his lovely bride, he awoke, and found a well-feathered pillow supplied her place; indignation and disappointed love filled his ind with rancour at the disgusting sight, and the offendEng implement of soft repose he cast like a loathsome weed (To be continued.)

away.

When the Venetian provinces were transferred to the despotic authority of Austria, Foscolo quitted Venice with indignation. He proceeded to Bologna, and, while there, he wrote his celebrated work, the Letters of Jocopo Ortis, thor's own opinions, and forcibly representing his own a political performance, constituting a vehicle for the aupersonal feelings and character. The story, though simple, abounds with touching incidents and traits of nature. It speedily went through three editions.

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During his residence amongst us, Foscolo wrote much on miscellaneous subjects; and contributed essays, criticisms, &c. to some of our most eminent periodical publications. Besides the works already mentioned, he is the author of a tragedy, entitled "Ricciarda;" a few odes, and some other poems. He is said to have left seven books of Homer translated, and an edition of Dante is now in the hands of a publisher.

Foscolo entered into the Italian army, and, in a short eloquence in the University of Pavia, in which office he gained high reputation. Melzi, the vice-president of the republic, conferred an annual salary upon him for his exertions in the cause of liberty and of literature. In 1801 be distinguished himself by writing and delivering a discourse at the Congress of Lyons. That discourse, pronounced at the desire of his own government, on occasion of the convention of the notables of the Cisalpine republics by Bonaparte, was not less remarkable for its high-toned spirit of independence, than for its energy of thought, feeling, and energy of expression. It was expected that the orator would deliver a panegyric upon the new government; instead of which, he drew a strong and eloquent picture of its abuses and oppression, and with rapid and masterly strokes of satire, lashed the follies and crimes of the agents and ministers of a foreign power, the very face of the consular despotism which employed them. Perfectly unconstrained with his hands resting upon the back of his chair, he spoke for more than three hours; yet such was the rapidity, the enthusiasm, and the authority of his manner, as to disarm all parties of the power of interruption or opposition. This oration, soul groans for my country, for myself, and also for thee," afterwards published with a motto from Sophocles, gave offence to Bonaparte; and, as Foscolo could not submit to be a slave, he withdrew from public employments. For a long time literature seems to have engrossed him wholly. In the year 1803, he published an ironical and satirical commentary on a poem of Callimachus. He appears, however, to have been again in the army. He served some time in the capacity of Aid.de-camp to General Cafferelli: and, in 1805, he was stationed at Calais, with an Italian regiment, which, it was understood, would form a part of the grand invading army of England. At A New Comet.-A very small comet was observed, for mentaries and military aphorisms of his countryman Mon- the first time, on the 3d of August, by M. Pons, the Dithat period he was engaged in editing the celebrated comteculi, which he published in 1808, with original disser-rector of the Observatory at Florence. It was then in the tations on the military art subjoined to each volume. This constellation of the Lynx, and was descending towards the publication was dedicated to General Caffarelli.

The manners of Foscolo were very striking. In conversation and action he displayed a degree of vivacity and energy, which, in our colder climate, and with our more subdued feelings, seem to border on restlessness and want of self-command. The Countess Isabella Albrizzi, who knew him well, has thus sketched his character:deceives, and never conceals. Ever kind, generous, grate"A warm friend, clear as the mirror itself, that never ful-though his virtues appear those of savage nature, when compared with the sophisticated reasoners of our times-I think he would tear his heart from his bosom, if he thought that a single pretension was not the unconstrained and free movement of his soul." Foscolo's memory was remarkably tenacious. A short time previously to his death, which occurred on the 10th My of September, he had, for the benefit of his health, retired to the vicinity of London. For nearly two years he had disease reached its climax, his sufferings were increased by laboured under an organic affection; and, before the severe inflammatory attacks, which extended to the liver, and terminated in a confirmed dropsy. In a very reduced state, the operation of tapping, a second time performed after a short interval, is thought to have hastened his dissolution. His pecuniary circumstances, it is feared, were not prosperous.

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Poetry.

RETROSPECTION,

OR,

THE FESTIVAL Ended.

Saw ye the glitter of the torches bright,
Heard ye the sounds of revelry by night?
Marked ye imperial beauty in her pride,
Or caught ye strains to heaven itself allied ?
Saw ye the pageant, when, at Fancy's call,
The motley group, fantastic, graced her ball?
Those dazzling torches glitter now no more,
The sounds of midnight revelry are o'er ;
Imperial beauty treads no more the scene,
Of hearts confest high arbitress and queen:
And rival echoes of a brighter sphere

Have ceased to greet the deeply-raptured ear;
While Fancy, wearied, and now fled her bloom,
Sighs o'er the desert ball-room's morning gloom!
The pageantry is o'er, the vision fled,
The lights extinguished, and the roses dead;
Yet why that tear ?-Is Memory, too, no more?
Say, is not hers the witchery to restore,
The dear seducing past, in colours bright,
And beautiful as on the festive night?
Yes! Memory can irradiate the gloom,
Retouch the lyre, and bid the roses bloom;
Again light up the many-coloured fane,
And Fancy bid resume her sylvan reign;
Restore the sparkle of the days gone by,
And yield to Beauty proud her sovereignty!
Then sigh not, weep not; Memory still is thine,
And gilds the past with lustre half divine;
For see, upon her dazzling mirror cast,
Those forms reflected given through time to last;
Nay, scorning time, that o'er the grave shall live,
And all of brief mortality survive !—

Lo! by the orphan, lowly bent in prayer,
Where kneels the lost one, rescued from despair!
The fatherless, and widow, cheer'd by thee,
And Nature in her hour of agony !
The sick and destitute, the stranger poor;
These forms bright shining on her mirror pure ;
To thee lov'd Memory comes the seraph guest,
Ordain'd of Heaven to soothe thy griefs to rest;
And with a radiance dazzling and sublime,
Brighten thy passage to a fairer clime!.

Smile, Beauty, smile! The past is not a dream,
For Charity shed there her holiest beam;
And hers a light no earthly cloud can dim,
And hers the lyre awoke of seraphim!
Smile, Beauty, smile, and Memory for thee
Shall twine the wreath that blooms unfadingly!
Liverpool

There was a sound of revelry by night.
Byron.

G.

TO THE EDITOR. SIR, The Manks have a tradition that, after St. Pa trick's departure from their Island, one St. Maughold, who had been formerly a captain of banditti, in Ireland, was, as a punishment for his crimes, bound hand and foot and sent to sea in a small boat. He was driven on shore at Maughold Head. Being delivered from his perilous situation, he retired into the mountainous parts of the

Island, where, by his austerity and piety, he obtained such esteem and veneration that, after the decease of the Bishop, he was appointed his successor.

SAINT MAUGHOLD.

A MANKS LEGEND.

'Tis night; on Mona's rocky shore the white waved ocean foams,

And darkling clouds of mirky gloom foretel approaching storms;

The raging winds with furious howl sweep o'er the mountain's height,

Obscuring all of heaven and earth to lonely seaman's sight. The low'ring tempest fiercely now tells of approaching death,

And shrieking agony afar bespeaks departing breath; Uncoffined, soulless bodies now are far beneath the wave, Who, when the morning sun arose, dreamt not of a watery grave.

And now the lonely hour is come of midnight dark and dread,

When water spirits shriek around to hail the sinking dead; The cry of passing souls is heard, the yell of agony, As parting from the well known earth to dark futurity. 'Tis sad to see the dying gasp, to hear the last drawn sigh,

To mark the death-sweat on the brow, and film across the eye;

Yet, oh! to hear the shriek of death, as sinking 'neath the wave,

Is agony indeed, when we the sufferers may not save. Beneath yon frowning precipice, far jutting o'er the deep, At break of day a stranger-bark is seen its course to keep; Now dashed against the pointed rock-and now far off at

sea

I Can bark so frail the shelter of a human creature be?
For crimes of dread and fury, he, as crime-detected man,
Was doom'd the war of ocean's rage, and warring winds
to scan ;

Exposed to all their dreaded power, he met the lonely fate--
The sway of law and justice bear on objects of their hate.
Bound hand and foot, for watery grave, yon warring man
was sent,

For heinous crimes, to brave the rage of stormy element ; Yet, by his Maker, God, preserved-secure he yonder stands,

And now he vows a penance drear, and spreads to heav'n his hands.

See! with what manly courage he now thanks his guardian, God,

And pardon craves for crimes of war and daring hardihood;

The mercy of the power he fears, with clasped hands he

craves,

Preserved himself, when thousands found their cold and clammy graves.

He might have slept the sleep of death beneath the crested

wave,

Degraded, bandit-like, have had a malefactor's grave;
Rescued by miracle, he deems his life now justly due
To him who from the tempest's rage in safety led him
through.

Afar from haunts of busy men, the holiest and the best,
To Mona's mountain swains he tells of peace and sinless

rest;

He seems some heav'nly visitant descended from above, To bid the heathen world believe the force of seraph love.

TO MISS H

"But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees, wherein Rosalind is so admired?

"Orlan.-I swear to thee by the white hand of Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.”—As you Like it.

Yes, lady, I have dared to make
A rude attempt to trace,
With trembling hand and dazzled eye,
The beauties of thy face.

Oh, do not blame the erring love
That urged the bold design,
From passing glances rarely caught
To sketch such charms as thine.
I could not choose a sovereign spell
Was on my heart and hand;
In vain my better reason strove
Its magic to withstand.
The very pencil in my grasp
Turned traitor to my will;
Whate'er I bade-the rebel formed

The one same object still.

But, oh! how poor are light and shade,
With all their varied hues,

To match the charms that sense and soul

O'er that sweet face diffuse! The ivory tablet has assumed

The carmine of thy cheek-
I could not paint the modesty
Its changing tints bespeak.
How vain my efforts to portray
The magic of thine eye-

To represent the living rays
That in its lustre lie.

Oh that one sunny smile from thee,
One glance of tenderness,

A perfect likeness on my heart
For ever might impress.
But vain the wish-that winning smile
I have no power to claim-

I have no hope to feel that glance
Thrill through my raptured frame.
SLENDER, Q.3.&

ON PARTING.

When last I bade my love farewell,

Her kiss, a living token, Spoke more than language e'er could tell, And soothed my heart, half broken. Oh! that one balmy farewell kiss

Was dear as new-found treasure;
It threw o'er gloom a light of bliss,

Join'd parting pain with pleasure.
My lips were but a moment press'd,
But, like a dewy shower,
The impress sunk deep in my breast,
To nourish passion's flower.
Yes, though as soon as given, fied,
Its virtues will not perish;
But still like dew in summer shed,

Affection's bud 'twill cherish.
Oh! when we greet the lips we love,
Pleasure so pure is given,

The kiss is sure a joy above,

And dropp'd to earth from heaven. When the long shunn'd adieu was spoke, Tears down her cheeks were stealing, And sobs too did her utterance choke : How much to me revealing. To view from maiden's eye the tear That tells her fondness starting, Is joy to him it owneth dear, Although it flows when parting. Beauty with all its blooming dyes

May round in vain be glowing, And light may flow from lovely eyes, Yet vain on me be flowing. For other eyes, how bright soe'er Their glances may be beaming, Can ne'er efface the maiden fair, Whose tears for me were streaming. J. BOLTON.

Manchester.

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of Ben Jonson, who adopted him as one of his sons in the WRITTEN FOR A MEETING OF A MUSICAL SOCIETY IN LIVER- Muses, and was equally fond of him as of Cartwright.

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His verses are characterized by great beauty, and the language of his comedies, of which he wrote five, is elegant, and the satire remarkably poignant. He died at Blatherwyke, in Northamptonshire, and was buried in the church belonging to that place, on the 17th of March, 1634. A white marble monument was erected over the grave, at the sole expense of Sir Christopher Hatton, upon which was inscribed an epitaph written by our author's intimate friend, Peter Hansted.

Although the poems of Randolph have not been admitted into any collection of classical English poetry, there are pure and perfect gems in them; the elegance of which certainly gives them no inconsiderable claim to the notice of the admirers of exquisite poetry.

TO A LADY ADMIRING HERSELF IN A LOOKING-GLASS.
Fair lady, when you see the grace
Of beauty in your looking-glass;
A stately forehead, smooth and high,
And full of princely majesty;

A sparkling eye no gemme so fair,
Whose lustre dimmes the Cyprian starre;
A glorious cheek, divinely sweet,
Wherein both roses kindly meet;

A cherry lip that would entice
Even gods to kiss at any price;
You think no beauty is so rare
That with your shadow might compare :
That your reflection is alone
The thing that men most dote upon.
Madam, alas! your glass doth lye,
And you are much deceived; for I
A beauty know of richer grace,
(Sweet, be not angry) 'tis your face.
Hence then, O learn more mild to be,
And leave to lay your blame on me:
If me your real substance move,
When you so much your shadow love,
Wise nature would not let your eye
Look on her own bright majesty ;
Which, had you once but gazed upon,
You could, except yourself, love none:
What then you cannot love, let me,
That face I can, you cannot see.

Now you have what to love, you'l say,
What then is left for me, I pray?
My face, sweet heart, if it please thee;
That which you can, I cannot see :
So either love shall gain his due,
Yours, sweet, in me, and mine in you

NATURE.

(From "The Muse's Looking Glass.")

Nature adorns

The peacock's tail with stars; 'tis she attires
The bird of paradise in all her plumes;
She decks the fields with various flowers;
Spangled the heavens with all those glorious lights;
She spotted the ermine's skin; and arm'd the fish
In silver mail.-But man she sent forth naked,
Not that he should remain so, but that he,
Indued with reason, should adorn himself
With every one of these. The silkworm is
Only man's spinster, else we might suspect
That she esteem'd the painted butterfly
Above her master-piece.

TO MY PICTURE

When age hath made me what I am not now,
And every wrinkle tells me where the plow
Of Time hath furrow'd, when an ice shall flow
Through every vein, and all my head be snow;

When Death displays his coldness in my cheek,
And I, myself, in my own picture seek,
Not finding what I am, but what I was;
In doubt which to believe, this or my glass;
Yet though I alter, this remains the same
As it was drawn, retains the primitive frame,
And first complexion; here will still be seen,
Blood on the cheek, and down upon the chin :
Here the smooth brow will stay, the lively eye,
The ruddy lip, and hair of youthfull dye.
Behold what frailty we in man may see,
Whose shadow is less given to change than he.

The orchestre for the concerts in the Amphitheatre was Description of the Orchestre at the Amphitheatre.built upon the stage, and presented the appearance of a splendid semicircular saloon; from the centre of which rose marble steps, upon which the musicians were ranged. The sides were decorated with pilastres, surmounted with golden Grecian lyres, as capitals; between the pilastres were panels representing drawn crimson silk, with Apollo's head in the centre, corresponding with the fronts of the boxes. At the back of the orchestre, over the door through which the musicians entered, was a splendid bas-relief ornament in gold, of musical trophies, surrounded by laurel branches and foliage ornaments, upon a French white ground. The ceiling was panelled with white relief ornaments to correspond, and in the centre of which is painted a cupalo, from which was suspended a brilliant chandelier. The whole of the above spendid and appropriate decorations were designed and executed by Mr. Goore, and do the highest credit to his talents, taste, and industry.

NEW PATENTS.

To Lemuel Wellman Wright, of Mansfield-street, Borough-road, Surrey, for improvements in the construction of cranes.-Dated the 17th of August, 1827.-6 months allowed to enrol specification.

To Lemuel Wellman Wright, of Mansfield-street, Borough-road, Surrey, for improvements in machinery for cutting tobacco.-21st of August.-6 months.

To Gabriel de Seras, of Leicester-square, Stacey Wise, and Charles Wise, of Maidstone, paper makers, for certain improvements communicated from abroad, in sizing, glazing, or beautifying the materials employed in the manufacturing of paper, pasteboard, Bristol boards, &c.21st of August.-6 months.

To John Hague, of Cable-street, Wellclose-square, for a new method of working cranes, or tilt hammers.-30th of August.-2 months.

To B. M. Combs, of Birmingham, for certain improvements on or additions to a pulley machinery and apparatus used for securing, fixing, and moving curtains, and roller and other blinds.-30th of August.-2 months,

To William Deltmer, of Upper Mary-le-bone-street. Fitzroy-square, piano-forte maker, for improvements on piano-fortes.-30th of August.-6th months.

To William J. Ford, of Mildenhall, Suffolk, farrier, for improvements in the make, use, and application of bridle. bits.-6th of September.-2 months.

To George Clymer, of Finsbury-street, for an improvement in typographical printing between plain or flat surfaces.-6th of September.-6 months.

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Correspondence.

THE SACRAMENT DAY.

A HIGHLAND SCENE.

TO THE EDITOR.

SIR,-It was one of the most lovely days of the summer of 1820 that I entered that tract of the

Highlands of Scotland called Alvie Moor, which con-
stitutes a very considerable portion of the district of
the clan Grant. In the course of the afternoon I
arrived at a valley of such Alpine beauty that it
would be presumption in me to hope to convey even
a faint idea of such romantic loveliness. On every
side the lofty Grampians reared their cloud-capt
summits, while the sun, shining in all his splendour
on their craggy sides, brought out the precipitous
rocks into bolder relief by shrouding the black
ravines, which traversed them in all directions, in
darker shades. It was a scene which brought for-
cibly to mind the language of the poet,

"Where Andes, giant of the western star,
Looks from his throne of clouds o'er half the world."

their errand. It is not national partiality which
leads me to speak so highly of our northern neigh-
bours, for, though a borderer, yet am I

HYDROPHOBIA.

TO THE EDITOR.

NO SCOTSMAN.

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Mr. Fenby's fate is only one common to thereby attenuated or suspended, is rather on th this insatiate disease, which, in Great Britain at least, contrary, there is reason to fear, more actively pr remains up to this moment unrelieved by a solitary moted, as is proved in the case of opium taken in exception. The usually-prescribed routine of medi- the stomach followed by a dose of vinegar. It seen cines have been as repeatedly administered as are the to me also equally useless to cauterize the part, b cases on record, and I do not find that they have ever cause it is a superficial act, even in case of the ag operated even as palliatives. I notice that there has plication of the actual cautery. lately been an importation of genista tinctoria to the I would, on no account, endeavour to cicatrize th Medico Botanical Society of London, one remedy wound hastily, but rather adopt means to ensure among many others; but the application of this, as profuse bleeding, and, as soon as possible, I wou a gargle, depends on the truth of Marochetti's asser- apply, by a sponge or otherwise, nitro-muriatic a tion, that there are pustules under the tongue; the ex- as strong as possible, and would follow it up by f In the centre of the valley was a small lake, whose istence of which, however, are rendered more than quent repetitions. This nitro-muriatic acid, glassy surface, by reflecting the lofty hills and dark problematical, from the examinations in France, as aqua regia," would decompose the morbific matte forests on its banks, gave a double charm to the sur-well as the evidence of Mr. Gillon and others in Eng-in which conclusion I am warranted by the stronge rounding scenery. A narrow isthmus stretched into land. I would by no means discard the trial of analogy, the evolved chlorine abstracting the cons the lake, and terminated in a small peninsula, upon genista tinctoria as an auxiliary; but I confess I should tuent hydrogen, and thus neutralizing its existence which stood the neat but humble kirk of the country. have better hopes from the administration of the a hydrophobic virus. I believe, of course, that It was sacrament day; and from the hills around alisma glantago, or water plantain, which is very com-drophobia has something more than an imagi the Highlanders streamed in all directions towards mon in many of the ditches of England, and which Mr. existence, and that the effect here, as in every this lowly temple. They appeared in full dress, and Shephard can, at any rate, supply from the pond in beside, has a cause. The surgeon of Brighton, wh as their arms glittered in the sun, and the plumes your magnificent Botanic Garden. I am warranted to sometime ago, in a fit of derangement, (for whe of their bonnets nodded to the mountain breeze, I indulge this hope from the important facts developed his mind and sober senses would have thus rasi almost fancied that I beheld one of those summary in M. Troillet's" Traité sur la Rage," wherein it is on self-destruction?) suffered himself to be bitten gatherings when the bloody cross was sent forth by incontestible that the exhibition of the alisma plan- a rabid animal, and who has since favoured the pub their haughty chieftain, to call his scattered followers tago parried off the virulence, and retarded the fatal lic with a volume on the subject, is entirely indebt to battle-when they were constrained to abandon termination of the disease. Let, therefore, the alisma for his preservation, whether he be honest enough plantago have a place in our pharmacopeias; and I acknowledge it or not, to the overruling power of am sure it has as good a right to take its place on the kind Providence, who showed more mercy to hi apothecary's shelf, as many of the drugs that still than he showed to himself. Dr. Maclean's despera hold their ground there, or the "composées" of the experiment is its only counterpart-par nobile fi French "materia medica." It is right that it should trum. If he thus daringly courted an ephemer be instantly available on the declaration of the first immortality, the suicidal act would have been, symptoms of hydrophobia, its progress being fearfully thinks, dearly purchased by the sacrifice of the hop rapid. that blossom beyond the grave. The question mains precisely the same as before the rash advent was made, and it merely proved, what had of been proved before, and long admitted, that bite of a rabid animal does not necessarily take and produce hydrophobia. The wild and vision opinion advocated by this gentleman will gain few, if any, proselytes; certainly none whose and dispassionate judgment has ever considered question in all its bearings.

"The corpse on the bier, the bride at the altar,"

all that they held most dear, at a moment's warning; and death was the sanguinary punishment of the least delay. But now they came upon a happier errand, and were accompanied by their staid matrons and snooded maidens, all arrayed in the simple garb of their country. Every little hillock, every lofty mountain seemed to teem with life; and those wilds, usually the solitary haunt where the eagle builds his eyrie, now swarmed with hundreds of cheerful faces, each seeming to derive the highest gratification from the performance of their duty in attending the

administration of the sacrament.

The beautiful countenances and the sylph-like forms of Caledonia's fair daughters were finely contrasted with the manly sun-burnt features and robust limbs of their protectors, and formed a tout-ensemble so imposing, that nothing will ever be able to efface that scene from my memory. To consider how soon the proud glances of those fiery eyes would be lost in the humble posture of adoration; how soon those manly limbs, which never bent to mortal, would be reverently bowed before their God,-was a thought which filled the mind with the profoundest feelings of awe and veneration. Much as I have seen to admire and love beyond the Tweed, I never viewed the Scottish people in so interesting, so amiable a light, or the Scottish land half so beautiful as on that day. There was no light frivolity, no ill-timed gaiety amongst them, but a seriousness and sedateness, unaccompanied by gloom or moroseness, that showed the sense they felt of the solemn nature of

While I recommend the "water plaintain" on such powerful evidence as that of Troillet, I would not be considered as recommending it alone, or other wise than as secondary and subsidiary. Although the treatment I am about to urge on the serious consideration of the medical world does not come before them with the air of an ex cathedra authority, I am sure their good sense, under a deep impression of its paramount importance, will weigh the probabilities in the scale of induction, and decide on the inferences with enlightened judgment. I can have no sinister view in this communication, and they are fully awakened to a proper sense of the utter hopelessness of the case. What I now recommend has more legitimate grounds than mere theoretic fancy or bold idea: I have made numerous experiments on mad dogs, and have elsewhere laid before the public some practical details. I also treated the person who was bitten by a mad dog in the hand in the manner am about to describe and recommend.

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I do not forbid excision of the part, if it can be done, and done skilfully and judiciously; but, at the same time, it is clear that parts may be bitten where excision cannot be made available, or would be dan

It is worthy of particular remark in this pla that the post mortem appearance under the cicatr in the case recorded by Mr. Gillon, is precisely piece with that of the blood which charged the tricles of the heart in the subjects which perish under hydrophobia in several cases examined as tomically by Mr. Troillet, of Lyons. This intere ing remark of Mr. Gillon is, as far as I know, Ba and, as such, a valuable fact, and it might ha escaped my notice but for having in my mind's the post mortem phenomena of the heart record in the "Traité sur la Rage." I consider that th blush of inflammation goes for nothing; here it wa discovered on the esophagus; but in Troillet's merous cases it appeared occasionally on the p

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mat, stomach, œsophagus, &c. indiscriminately, and ometimes no trace of inflammation could be disinguished on any of these.

ORIENTAL LANGUAGES.

TO THE EDITOR.

On the symptoms of hydrophobia being declared, SIR,-There is not a greater burden to a man of indusshould be extremely anxious to have a concentra- trious habits than having nothing to do: the sluggard on of talented medical individuals, who might, by may resign himself to habits of indolence, and revelling ome happy ingenuity, strike out a new path: bold in the luxuries of sloth and inactivity consume a life given xperiment and novel exhibition must be the plan him for noble purposes; but to a man of business, idleness prescription, because no time is to be lost, and is really insupportable. I was unfortunately thus situated former methods of cure have been proved, for ages, political speculations, as to who was; who should be; a short time ago: the nation was no longer agitated by worthless and unprofitable. I strongly suspect the &c.;-the new Premier was fixed, the Chancellor of the arge amounts even to criminality to figure in the Exchequer was appointed, our worthy representative was nene round, where the characters are universally comfortably settled in his new appointment, and the Cabiowed, and by common consent, to be ciphers.net was considered by the knowing ones to be permanently eding ad dilignium animi, narcotics, antispasmo-settled, although for my own part I thought otherwise. ,&e. have been all, in their turn, employed, and I compared it to a cradle fixed on the top of some mighty ployed without the slightest abatement of the pine, which, though at rest for the moment, could not be mptoms of the disease. Bardsley's case of hydro- considered in safety, being liable to be rocked by political obia is of a very doubtful complexion, but the tempests, a sudden gust of which would hurl it from ses recorded in the "Giornale de Fiseca e Chimica" its lofty summit. Walking about the room one morning me to us in a less questionable form. with my arms a-kimbo, in quest of something to amuse Electricity or galvanism may be tried as excitants myself, I at length cast my eye on a manuscript chapter hout injury, and perhaps with benefit, but I of St. John, written in the Syriac, which was hanging as uld encase the body in a bag of oil cloth, or tin an ornament against the wall, in an old mahogany frame. The study of the Oriental languages immediately took your bath, (taking care to secure the head from possession of my soul, and filled that vacuum of the mind effects of the gas,) and disengaging chlorine from which inactivity had formed. I was instantly disburdened etort in the usual way, would introduce it by a of that inexpressible spirit of inquietude which indolence pe, say three or four feet long, into the bag, &c. always produces in an active imagination; and although would produce a decided and powerful action no stranger to the gigantic nature of the undertaking, I the skin, with an increase of temperature, as I have instantly determined on the study of Oriental literature; ready proved, amounting to 30 deg. Fahrenheit, and I therefore let go the sails of my naturally fertile imagi en more. It must also be administered internally, nation, and entered into the spirit of the undertaking. much diluted with atmospheric air, being allowed Recollection instantly presented to my view the different rely to escape from a cup containing a mixture Oriental characters, and I gazed with inexpressible delight peroxyde of manganese and muriatic acid, floating in on the spider-legged form of the Syriac, and the more asin of milk-warm water, and placed on a chair complicated and speckled epied Arabic, Persian, and the bedside. The control which chlorine pos-planted in the mind of man, as much opposed to each Hindostanee. There are two remarkable properties imses over inflammation is very great, but from its other as light and darkness,-indolence and perseverance, werful action on the lungs, the utmost caution is the inseparable companions of hope and despair, and the uisite in its administration. The patient must most inveterate enemies of each other: in this, as on all chlorate (oxymuriate) of potassa, in doses of former occasions, Indolence made her appearance, and ht to twelve grains every three or four hours, or presenting a host of difficulties, endeavoured to make PerIn glandular affections of the throat, as severance give up her intended course of study. A sharp anche tonsilaris, &c. chlorate of potassa I have found contest ensued. I perceived that the motto on the shield operate almost like a charm, not only in my own of Perseverance was "Labor omnia vineit.” but also in that of others.

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have no doubt that this mode of treatment uld be happily successful in triumphing over that midable and hitherto deemed incurable disease, DROPHOBIA.

beg to close this letter with the detail of a very eresting case of hydrophobia communicated to me worthy clergyman of the Church of England, the particulars of which he was personally quinted.

Mrs. M

already four months advanced in pregwas bitten by a mad-dog, as were also a horse, sow in farrow; the horse soon after was seized hhydrophobia, and was shot. This excited fears Mrs. M who took the Ormskirk medicine, dipped in the sea, &c. A short time after her nement she fell a victim to hydrophobia, while offspring (a son now upwards of twenty years still lives, and has been ever free from all taint this dire disease. The case of the sow in farrow as analogous, the animal died of hydrophobia, hile the litter remained uncontaminated, and ough subsequently destroyed, were suffered to live any months to ascertain the question." These well known facts are conclusive as to the **-imaginative nature of hydrophobia. I am, Sir, your obedient servant, Data, Sept. 25, 1827.

J. MURRAY.

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brave, and good, nor dare again to rear thy vanquished head; that being, who has hitherto, crowned the efforts of Perseverance with the wreath of Victory, will never forsake him, but will prove faithful in his more arduous undertakings."

Having, therefore, determined to study the Orienta tongues, I considered the Syriac the most proper to begin with, on account of its affinity to the Hebrew, and immediately sallied forth in search of a Grammar and a Lexicon; being able to procure one. On consulting the London and, after several days' search, was much mortified in not catalogues, I found the prices of Arabic, Syriac, &c. Lexicons, are from £15 to £20, a sum far too high for the generality of mankind to entertain the least hope of ever being able to obtain one.

The object of this letter is, in the first place, to lament the dearth of Oriental works in this populous part of the community; as those works are plentiful in towns of less note, and in my native place, not seventy miles distant, which does not contain one-sixth of the population of Liverpool, and which has furnished one of our Universities with the ablest professor of Oriental literature that ever adorned that illustrious seminary. Oriental works are not scarce, as may be inferred from the fact, that the professor was self-taught.

The second object of this letter is to impress on the

learned world the necessity of publishing Oriental lexicons on a smaller scale, so as to make them subservient to mankind in general, after the manner of Parkhurst, Buxtorf, &c. to whom the lovers of Hebrew are considerably indebted.—Yours, &c.

Liverpool, Sept. 26, 1827.

PHRENOLGY.

JERRY.

TO THE EDITOR. SIR,-When Steele wrote a paper representing Addison's favourite character of Sir Roger de Coverly, in a ridiculous nobody else may murder him." This, however, cannot light, Addison said, “I see I must kill Sir Roger that be the case with Amicus Justitia, who has commenced by murdering, and ended with killing his subject. I trust, Mr. Editor, that phrenology, so far from being dead, enjoys excellent health and spirits; and, in fact, was never better in the course of his life.

Amicus says, that phrenology was either killed by wit, or run through by the sword of argument. Now, Sir, if poor phrenology was killed by wit, it certainly was an unIn order, therefore, to put an effectual stop to these bick- fair mode of killing him, and was either murder, or, at erings which continually occurred, I determined to bring best, manslaughter. But that he was overcome by argu the case to the jury; and Reason, who happened to be pre- ment, I flatly deny, as argument was a weapon his enesent, kindly consented to preside at the tribunal of Justice. mies never thought of employing against him, but let Indolence, having commenced hostilities, was plaintiff, fly the shafts of ridicule, as cowardly boys throw stones and Perseverance defendant. Indolence opened the pro- when vanquished by fair fighting. Wit and invective, Sir, ceedings, stated the case, and in an elaborate speech of are not argument: I wish to confine Amicus to argument. great length advanced many seemingly powerful objec- will meet him on his own ground. He challenges me to tions against the course pursued by the defendant, and, produce a scientific man in favour of phrenology. Now I backed by Despair, threw such a gloom on the subject, will give him authority:-"There is nothing in the asthat Reason tottered on the throne of Justice; at length, sertions of Drs. Gall and Spurzheim contradictory to the confiding in the justice of her cause, she resumed her seat. results of general observation and experience:" and again, Perseverance now rose inspired with hope, and in a neat" The speculations of these gentlemen appear to me very address investigated and confuted all the sophisms of ingenious, and calculated to unravel some of the intriIndolence, who had neglected to call any witnesses. She cacies of the human character, as well as to establish a just reminded the jury that Indolence had brought forward the distinction between the faculties of animals and those of same objections on three former occasions, when she stu- man."-Vide Lectures on Physiology, by John Abernethy. died Latin, Greek, and Hebrew. She called several wit- I do not know whether Amicus will acknowledge Abernesses she had subpoenaed; among whom were three inti- nethy as authority; but I should think him pretty good. mate companions of the plaintiff Envy, Hatred, and I merely adduce him as my opponent defies me-not be Malice, who spoke so disrespectfully of Indolence, that cause I consider authority as adding to the strength of my the clouds of obscurity which had imperceptibly accumu- cause, which he can only attack by sallies of wit and burlated on the cause of Perseverance instantly vanished, like lesque, not by cool argument and reason. I shall now let the vapour on the appearance of that vast ocean of light the matter rest, unless "my friend" can advance somewhich animates the innumerable inhabitants of the sur-thing more to the purpose than he has yet done, and shall rounding worlds. Perseverance was again triumphant, conclude with again quoting Abernethy :-" Should the and Reason thus addressed the crest-fallen sycophant, result of our general inquiries, or attention to the subjects "Go, thou inveterate enemy of all that is lovely, generous, 'proposed to us by Drs. Gall and Spurzheim, eventually

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