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aside our arms, and again joined in our usual avocations through Bavaria, Saxony, Prussia, and Poland, to Peters- at the Grand Duchess Stephanie's. After we had received with our family; but met with severe difficulties in this burgh, to remind the Emperor Alexander of his promiese: favourable testimonies from all these high personages, we our now sad condition, inasmuch as we had not only to but sometimes, when considerably advanced on our road, departed for Stutgard, where we stayed a fortnight, meetprovide for ourselves, but also for all those unfortunates, we felt timid even to despondency. We thought we might ing with great success, and had the satisfaction of seeing to whom our father had extended the shelter of our roof. not, perhaps, see the Emperor at all;-he might have that the public journals spoke highly in our behalf. This After the lapse of a few years, when the Tyrol began to forgotten us poor Tyrolese, and what was then to become was in 1825. Intending to proceed to Munich and Te. recover itself a little, we four brothers went to visit the of us? In this comfortless mood we sat many an evening gernsee, to which latter place the King of Bavaria had it. neighbouring territories of Austria, Saxony, and Prussia, together, without speaking to each other; each of us wish-vited us, we wrote home from Stutgard to beg that our extending our tour even as far as the Hanoverian domi- ing again to be at home, but neither would be first to parents would meet us at Munich, if their health would nions, in our business as cattle dealers; but even when confess it, or venture to propose a return. We, however, permit. We wished this the more, as our mother had farthest from our own country, surrounded by new in- arrived at Regensburg; and had already seriously in- never been out of the Ziller Valley, and had never in her fluences and varieties, the affections reared in our com- tended to retrace our steps, when we met with a friend of life seen a town, not even Inspruck, which is but five Ger. mon home, would seek incessantly that medium of expres- the Prince Thurn and Taxis, who promised to introduce man miles from our valley. After having passed through sion to which they had been habituated, the sounds we us to the notice of that distinguished personage, which he Türbingen, Ulm, and Augsburgh, we met our parents had brought from our native valley, the wild music which did on the second day afterwards. The Prince received in Munich; and the joy of our meeting we will not pre had become, as it were, inseparable from our nature. us in a very condescending and friendly manner, praised tend to describe. Our father could but utter slowly,"About the year 1815, at the time when the French our singing, and inspired us with new courage, saying," My children!" and both parents wept with joy. We lost the possession of the Tyrol, and we regained our old "It is but the beginning of every thing which is found remained a week with them in Munich, to show them the liberties under the restoration of our beloved government difficult; be assured that eventually you will prove suc- town, and then went to Tegernsee to attend upon the of Austria, we heard that the Emperors of Austria and cessful." We cannot forget how thankful we ought to King, who made us stay there a week. We then returned Russia were to visit the Tyrol, on their way to the Congress feel towards the Prince for advice so opportunely given, home to our own valley, where we had the satisfaction of of Verona. As the Count Dönhof knew the Monarchs and which has proved itself to be so true. He introduced collecting all our family around us, to share in the hap were to pass through the Ziller Valley, and expected them us to Count Simsheim, who asked us to sing at his house; piness we enjoyed. A year had elapsed since we had left to repose a short time at his chateau, he naturally desired and in this way we became acquainted in Regensburg, home, and we intended now to rest ourselves a little, and to offer to his distinguished guests all the gratification where we remained a fortnight, as we did very well. to learn or combine new songs for our second and much within his immediate power. Knowing that we were all From thence we went to Baireuth and Bamberg, and, more extended journey into foreign countries. at home, he sent for us, and told us to practise, very as we liked Bavaria very much, we postponed our jourthoroughly, the best of our songs. His wish was, that, ney to Petersburg, and went instead to Nuremburgh, during the short time of the Emperors' stay at the chateau, Anspach, Würsburg, Aschaffenburg, and Frankfort we should keep concealed in one of the saloons, where, at on the Maine. We succeeded every where. We found a given signal, we were to begin to sing. We studied as hospitable people, and earned enough money to enable us hard as possible, under the kind guidance of the Count, to save a little in every place we visited. We then proand looked forward with mingled pleasure and anxiety to ceeded through Darmstadt to Manheim; where we had the day when we should not only see the two Monarchs of the honour to sing before the Grand Duchess Stephanie, whom we had heard so much, but administer to their who gave us a letter to her mother-in-law, the Margra. amusement by our songs. At last, when their majesties vine of Baden, at Carlsruhe. After stopping at Heidelhad passed through the festivities prepared for them in berg, we arrived at Carlsruhe, where we delivered our the village, and had entered the chateau, we took our ap-recommendation to the good old Margravine, by whom pointed stand, and, at the signal agreed on, began to sing; we were presented to her daughter, the Queen of Sweden, though we were very timid and diffident as to the effect who, as well as the Margravine and the Grand Duchess we might produce. This fear, however, soon gave way, Stephanie, impressed us with a deep sense of gratitude for as we noted the expression of pleasure that overspread the the affability and kindness with which we had been recountenances of the royal guests, which we had been so ceived. Her Majesty promised, moreover, to recommend placed as to be enabled to see. When we had sung two us to the King, Maximilian Joseph, of Bavaria, who was songs, Alexander sent for us, and after we had kissed his expected to come to Baden-Baden in July. hand, he said, in broken German, "You must come and We cannot describe our feelings when we sang, by see me in Petersburgh, where I shall cause you to be taken desire of the Grand Duke of Baden, at the Theatre of the care of, and where you shall find a good reception.' We Court. It was our first appearance on any stage. The thanked him in the best manner we could, and our Em-house was exceedingly full, and all the illustrious persons peror then asked our names. Both the Monarchs then composing the Court sat in the boxes close to where we began to talk French, and we retired to our former post. stood. In our anxiety, we began our song a little too This formed our first determinate inducement to make an high, but still we got through it pretty well; and, when attempt to travel as minstrels; to which, after the de- we had done, we were not only applauded by the whole parture of the Emperors, we were still further encouraged house, led by the Duke himself, but vehemently encored by the Count. Our timidity was then dispersed, and we sang our suc"We finally persuaded our father to give his long-ceeding songs as if we had been accustomed to the stage withheld permission; but, not being able to compass the for years. The director of the Theatre added to our stock settlement of our arrangements about our cattle-dealing of credentials a very satisfactory declaration in our favour, before 1823, we did not set out from home until the au- and, after a fortnight's stay, we left Carlsruhe in high spirits, tumn of 1824. Our sister Maria,+ whom we felt to be so to proceed to Strasburg. After stopping at Strasburg, necessary to our chances of success, was, after much family where we had every reason to count ourselves fortunate, debate, confided to our mutual care, and became one of we went to Baden-Baden. The Court of Carlsruhe had, our adventurous party. We journeyed on foot, and had it seems, highly recommended us, for we had been but a each with us a bundle with our clothes. (Our dresses few days in the place, when, on the birthday of the were of our own making, and those, when afterwards Queen of Bava ia, we were sent for by the King. We worn out, were replaced by others of the same fashion, sang in the new saloon of the court, where his Majesty made entirely by our own hands.) We intended going gave a grand banquet; and in the evening we were called to Selach (about an hour's journey from Baden,) where, and could estimate his merits, as well as by those who had at her country seat, the Queen of Sweden had prepared experienced his power or his kindness, it will never be forgot an entertainment for her royal sister. The Crown Prince ten. By his companions and countrymen he was regarded as and Princess of Prussia, who had come to Baden to see the hero, the saviour of his country. His faults were forgot the parents of the latter, were present on the occasion. ten in his victories; and his name is never mentioned in the The late King of Bavaria was so merry that he sang with Tyrol, at this day, without tears of grateful affection and ad- us the song of Wan I morgens fruh." He then inmiration. A simple tomb has been erected to his memory on troduced us to his son-in-law, the Crown Prince of Prussia, the Brenner, at a short distance from his own habitation; it who was very kind and condescending, and expressed his contains no other inscription than his name, and the dates desire that we should visit Berlin. The King of Würtem of his birth and death. The record of his actions is left to berg also, who was then passing through Baden, heard us be transmitted, as it doubtless will be, to the latest posterity, in the popular stories and rude ballads of the mountaineers, presented them with an order for new and handsome who love and revere his name as a model of disinterested dresses to be executed at his expense. The suits are now loyalty, and devoted attachment to his native land."-Hall's completed; the work, with the exception of the ornaments. Life of Andrew Hofer. having been done by the Rainers themselves.

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*No. 4 and 12 of the Melodies. "The Spring-time," and Up to the Alps!"

↑ Maria Rainer is married, and has two children, who remain at home. Her husband's name is Wildauer. It is not the custom in the Tyrol, for the family name of the female to give place, on her marriage, to that of her spouse.

His Majesty, on the performance of the Tyrolese family at Windsor, was much pleased with their picturesque costume; and, in accordance with his well known liberality,

"We left the Tyrol in November, 1825, and again purposed going through Austria, Silesia, and Poland, to Petersburgh. Accordingly we went to Linz (where out Count Dönhof then happened to reside) and from ther to Vienna, where we sang twice in the Joseph-Sa Theatre, and made a long stay. It was here that wes ceived the news of the Emperor Alexander's death, wh compelled us again to alter the plan of our journey. Tu expectation we had indulged of singing again before cu own Monach at Vienna was also frustrated, by reason of the afflictio of the good Francis for the death of his father in law, the King of Bavaria, and that of Alexander, his friend and ally. From Vienna we proceeded by Pres burgh and Brunn to Prague, where we were under great obligations to Prince Kinsky and Count Clam-Gallss We performed also at the request of the Prince Bentheim, General Count Klebelsberg, and many of the Bohemian nobility at Färber-Insel, one of the pleasant islands of the Moldavie. We then went to Dresden, and sa times at the Theatre of that capital, before all the deal Family of Saxony, with great applause. Our p moval was to Toplitz, which was then very fashay attended. The King of Prussia heard us three nes the Theatre, and was pleased to ask us himself if we did not intend visiting Berlin. We said we wished it very much, but merely waited to know his pleasure. He t us that if we went to Berlin, we should address ourselves to Prince Wittigenstein, who would direct us what to d We have here to note that it was at Töplitz we beca known to the English Earl Stanhope, who strongly advi us to go to London, and gave us letters of introduction to assist the recommendation, with much good advice b to conduct ourselves when there. Accordingly we detet mined upon a visit to England, but we went previo (after a fortnight's stay at Toplitz) to all the prin baths, Carlsbad, Franzensbrunn, Eger, Hof, and e places of eminent resort in Germany; having union? good concerts, and meeting with unabated approba At this season we found every where many distingu personages, but especially at Carlsbad, where out formance attracted fifteen Princes, and a great of the first nobility. In Altenburg, we met with aticularly gratifying reception, and obtained the value acquaintance of Rath Brimmer, whom we may well our Altenburg father. We next appeared at Lee where the Consul of Weimar, Mr. Kustner, invited in the name of the Grand Duke, to go Weimar. A a productive concert at Naumberg, we arrived at Wert where we sang at the Theatre three times. We the met our countryman, the distinguished actor Seidel, wh composed for us two new songs, Der Alpen Joger and Der Tyroler Landsturn" which he took g pains in teaching us to acquire, kindly presenting us will the manuscripts, and vesting at the same time, the cen rights in ourselves. The particular friendship we ex perienced from the Countess Henckel, Ottilia, Von Go Mrs. Von Heigendorf, the stage-director Strohmeier, M and Miss Von Bowitsch, and our dear Seidel, cannot b here passed over without grateful mention. "We subsequently travelled through Erfurth, Gotha deburgh, at all which places we made successful halts,

The Rainer family take constantly with them, in their
progress a book of entries or written testimonials, in which
every director or principal of any public establishments at
which their performances take place, sets down his testifi-Rudolstadt, Jäna, Meresburgb, Halle, Dessau, and Mar
cation of their degree of success while under his cognizance.

We hardly need to add, that its pages present an undevating
series of gratifying evidences in their favour, of no ordinary
"When the Matin-bell is ringing,›

kind.

+ No. 8 of the Melodies.

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A German mile is about five English, rather less,
No. 2 and 7 of the Melodies.
Alpine Hunter," and "Th
Tyrolese War Song."

They were, without delay, assisted in making themselves
known to the nobility, and the leading amateurs and pro-
fessors in musical society, through their singing at parties
of the first class, and by a private concert (patronised by
the Prince Esterhazy and several distinguished charactess)
preparatory to the appearance of the minstrels in public,
which took place at the Egyptian Hall, on the 26th of
May; where the impression in their favour was of the most
decided kind, and where they soon commenced their daily
performances, which have been ever since attended with
increasing popularity and success."

reached Berlin in November, 1826. There we made the Ebel imagines that the rude idyls which form the themes agreement with Count Brühl, Director-General of the of the mountaineers were subsequent additions to the airs, Royal Theatres, to sing four times at the King's Opera and we have every reason to think the general supposition House, and waited upon Prince Wittigenstein, who an. correct. Their subjects, like the primitive kind of life in nounced our arrival to the King. We had already received which they have their origin, are found to include but litan invitation to sing before his Majesty, when, unhappily, tle variety. The pictures they present are naturally few on the appointed day, the accident occurred by which the and simple: the shepherd boy, who leads his cattle to the King fractured his foot, and the expected honour was stream and to the uplands with the dawn; the shepherdthereby lost. We, however, sang at the Duke of Cummaiden, who looks for him on the hill; the chamois hunberland's, in presence of the Crown Prince and Princess, ter and his companions; their outset, their sport, and their and their brothers, the Princes Carl and Wilhelm. We return; the home affections of the cottage circle, and the also became acquainted in Berlin with the celebrated Miss Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent was pleased native peace of the beloved valley; these. with the occaSontag, that brilliant acquisition to the musical world, of to order their attendance at Kensington, where they re- sional joyousness of a festival, and the sweet songs, the whom it would seem difficult to say too much in praise.ceived the most gratifying proofs of her Royal Highness's tuneful horns, and the responsive echoes of the mountains, A curious contrast was offered to our auditors at an even- approbation, with that of the young Princesses Victoria form pretty nearly the round of the poetry of the Tyrol. ing party, where we gave our Tyrolese Melodies in our and Feodore, and shortly afterwards they were honoured After the foregoing, little need be said in further recomsimple way, and Miss Sontag, with her incomparable by the gracious commands of the King, to sing before him mendation of The Tyrolese Melodies. If, however, our endowments, sang the most difficult airs, combining all at Windsor-where his Majesty's satisfaction was shown, own opinion can be of any additional weight, we freely add that education and science could effect with the powers of not only by a handsome present, personally delivered to the it to the numerous list of names who have already honoured her glorious voice, so as to exhibit the very pertection of elder brother, but by the immediate desire for a repetition them with their approbation. We consider the volume as art. Of this highly gifted young lady, whose amiable of their performance on the following day. They also a valuable addition to our musical libraries, and feel as demeanour is as delightful as her matchless singing, we formed a prominent attraction at the splendid fête, given sured that such of our readers as admire the sweet and simare proud to say that we often visited her, and that she by the Horticultural Society, at Chiswick; and were re- ple music of nature. unadorned by the embellishments of gave us several handsome presents for remembrance. ceived by an immense audience, with enthusiastic ap-art, will feel obliged to us for calling their attention to it. After our performances at the King's Theatre, we sang plause, on their first appearance on an English stage, upon The melodies are twelve in number; those which genefive times at that of the Königstädter. We were equally the occasion of Mr. Sapio's benefit, at the Theatre Royal rally please us best are composed by Felix Rainer, the elder well received at both houses, and were much elated by the Covent Garden. Mr. Moscheles, with whom the Rainer brother. His Village Lay is, we think, likely to become praise afforded us by the public journals, which, in Ber- family were in intimate communication, thought it an a favourite. The Swiss Boy breathes a freshness and a lin, had acquired a character for rigour in no small degree. interesting task to note down, for the first time, with the cheerfulness enough to make the inmates of a city sigh for **We should not omit to state that we were particularly utmost minuteness, their melodies, with the original the peaceful seclusion of an Alpine "happy valley ;" and favoured with the kindness and patronage of the Prince of words, preserving even the peculiar dialect and patios of The Spring Time, if possible, increases that feeling; they Solm, during our stay in Berlin, where we remained seven the place of their abode: and he has published twelve of are both very delightful compositions. weeks, in the course of which we went twice to Potsdam, the pieces so written, introduced in a divertimento for (the King's favourite summer residence,) and also to Span- the piano-forte. The popular wish to possess a lyrical dau, giving concerts in each place. At Stettin our per-adaptation for the voice, of productions so truly original, formances were honoured with the presence of the depu- and to which the circumstances attendant on their proties of Pomerania, at that time assembled in the town, gress to this country have afforded a more than ordinary which rendered the scene very splendid and gratifying. claim for remembrance, has induced the publication of We then went by Rostock to Schwerin, having concerts at the present work; the music of which has been also arall the places we passed through on the journey. At the ranged by Mr. Moscheles: the whole of the former selatter city we sang three times at the Theatre before the lection being herein re-edited, with the addition of Enghereditary Grand Duke, and from thence travelled through lish words. As the pieces now appear, they may be Wismar and Lubeck to Hamburgh, where we had a very sung either by a single voice, or in conjunction with others; well attended concert in the Hall of Apollo, and sang three which, in the style of glees, will imitate, or approach, as times at the Theatre with equal success. Nothing could far as possible, the effect of their united performance by ced the hospitality and friendliness of our reception at the Tyrolese minstrels; whose wild but harmonious execudanburgh; it was, in every respect, generous in the ex- tion of those, their native melodies, has every where elicited reme. There we took fresh letters of recommendation such unanimous admiration. for England, and gathered all the best advice needful to our preparations for this new stage of our undertaking. Among the kind individuals to whom we owe so many advantages, we cannot refrain from mentioning Mr. Parish, Mr. Adolphus, Embden, and the eminent proessors of music, Methfessel and Cornet, (the latter our ountry man, and first tenor of the Hamburgh Opera House)

"After the fatigues of a sixty hours' passage, we safely arrived at the Custom-house Stairs, and found ourselves at last in London, where the natural apprehension we had been led to entertain, of our exciting too boisterous a notice by our strange appearance, soon entirely subsided, and we ventured to take our way through the streets, without any other inconvenience than the rather vivacious atendance of a numerous troop of boys. Indescribable is he impression which we received by the sight of the British etropolis, as its magnitude and seemingly inexhaustible ariety progressively opened upon our view! In our subequent surveys, the finer and more open parts of the 9 not less astonished us by their superiority of aspect and convenience than by their immense extent; the parks, and their contiguous buildings in particular, qalling forth our special admiration. But what shall we say of the un bounded goodness and liberality which, since our appearance in this great city, have honoured and encouraged the humble efforts of the stranger minstrels beyond their most sanguine expectations? Kind hearts will appreciate for us the sentiments we so imperfectly express; but never chall we be able sufficiently to evince the gratitude we we to the illustrious and noble characters, who have dened to regard us with so much condescension and generosity, or the feelings with which we offer to our many excellent friends, and the British public in general, the heartfelt assurances of a mingled thankfulness and respect, which, however subjected to the power of time or distance, can never pass away."

The Tyrolese brothers, with their sister, arrived in London in the month of May, 1827, when they forthwith profited by the high protection bestowed upon them by the Prince Esterhazy; while, in aid of their professional arangements, Mr. Moscheles (to whom they had brought letters of introduction) was assiduous in promoting, by Very means in his power, the object of their expedition.

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All writers on the music of Switzerland have observed
upon the difficulty of giving to paper the songs which,
heard among the mountains, have possessed so indescriba-
ble a charm. Their great peculiarity lies in the unusual
proportion of passages that carry with them neither words,
nor inherent meaning; but which are devoted merely to
the unfettered play of the voice among liquid sounds, best
calculated, as it should seem, to develop its characteristic
powers, and, in the wild and pleasurable exercises of the
singers amid their native hills and dells, to reach "the
cave where echo lies," and invite her to her wonted share
in the burthen of the song. The Goatherd of the Alps,"
says Professor Wyss, free as the air he breathes, runs
through the gamut at a breath, and, with afirm and powerful
voice, calls up the sweet reverberations of the rocks by
which he is environed. Without being restrained by rules
to which he is a stranger, and which would but impede
the spontaneous effusions of his soul, he prefers those tones
that fancy inspires, and which his organs seem to have the
natural gift to modulate. He rarely repeats them in a
manner exactly the same, even if solicited to do so.
spired by the scenery, and the circumstances by which he
is surrounded, and guided by a kind of instinctive talent,
he creates new sounds, and new modulations, and varies
his melody without being conscious that his song is beyond
the rivalry of art."

In

We are happy to state here, with reference to several
inquiries on the subject, that the proceeds of the perform-
ances of the Rainers are received entirely by themselves.
Whatever professional assistance they may have found
necessary in London, has been cheerfully extended to them
without remuneration. Every prospect is thus afforded
them of securing a competent provision for the future,
when (having fulfilled their present intention of making the
tour of the British dominions) they shall have returned to
their family in the Zillerthal.
Tyrotese Melodies, as arranged and sung by the Rainer family,
It is necessary here to state, that the copyright of The
has been purchased of them by Mr. Willis.

is

The term given to this peculiar warbling of the voice, jodeln or yodlen, and it is not a little expressive. The vocal compass necessary to constitute a good yodler is great, and this advantage the Rainers possess in an eminent degree. The practice, which must be acquired in early youth, and which powerful organs only can effectually achieve, consists in abrupt, but not inharmonious transitions from the tones below the break of the voice to those above, and from above to below: it is a wild enterchange of sounds of the tenor or

With the exception of one, the melodies are all new to the English ear; at least they are so to ours. That one is the Tyrolese Song of Liberty, rendered so familiar to our ears by the charming words and adaptation of Mr. Moore. When we say that this air must give way to several in the Tyrolese Melodies, it is, we conceive, paying a very high compliment to the volume; but certainly not a greater one than it deserves. Mr. Moore's song is well known. It may be curious to compare his words with a literal translation from the Tyrolese, as it appears in this volume.

WHEN THE MATIN BELL.
When the matin bell is ringing,
Ureli ho! ureli ho!
From my rushy pallet springing,

Ureli ho! ureli ho!
Fresh as morning light, forth I sally,
With my sickle bright, through the valley,
To my dear one gaily singing

Ureli ho! ureli ho!

When the day is closing o'er us,
Ureli ho! ureli ho!

And the landscape fades before us,

Ureli ho! ureli ho!
When our merry men leave their mowing,
And along the glen horns are blowing,
Sweetly then we lead the chorus
Ureli ho! ureli ho!

Oh! my chosen maiden treasure,
Ureli ho! ureli ho!
How my bosom beats with pleasure,
Ureli ho! ureli ho!
When we thus by vale, hill, or mountain,
Rock or hollow dale, rill or fountain,
Mingle in the tuneful measure,

Ureli ho! ureli ho!

Mr. Moore's music bears a very close resemblance to The Matin Bell, the chief difference is in the conclusion of each verse. Mr. Moore's repetition of the word

Cheerily," "Merrily," &c. is much softer, and we think more harmonious than the " Ureli, Ureli," &c. of the above, which sounds rather harshly to us.

Several spurious editions of the airs sung by the Rainers have made their appearance; they are, however, very incorrect. Mr. Willis is the only person authorised by the Tyrolese family to publish their music, and The Tyrolese Melodies have the fac-simile signatures of the minstrels. We have mentioned this as an act of justice to both singers and publisher, as well as the public, who ought to be cautioned against the piracies of needy and unprincipled publishers.

guttural kind with those of the falsetto, only slightly inlar air of which the yodle is made a part.

fluenced by the leading time or admeasurement of the partienWhen assisted by secondary voices, the accompaniment of the latter is more easy and flowing at some time than others, as occasionally appears in the Melodies. Mr. Moscheles, in illustration of this singular species of music, has noted down a specimen of the jodeln, as given by one of the Tyrolese brothers in their public exhibitions, and published it at the beginning of 77• Melodies.

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Yes! thousands and thousands are wakening now,
And some to the song, and the lover's fond vow;
And some to the revel at jollity's call,

To the deep carouse, and the banqueting hall;
And some to the field sport, and some to the fray,
To the hunter's blithe horn, or the battle's array;
And some to the dash of the feathery spray,
To the billows' wild boomings heard far, far away.
But thousands and thousands are wakening, I ween,
At a sterner alarum, to sorrowing scene;
And some from the transient slumbers of pain

To the fire that consumes, while it maddens the brain:
And some to the languors of slower decay,
And some but to loathe the returning of day,
And start from their pallet, the cold flinty earth,
But to wail, and to curse the dark hour of their birth.
And some with misfortune to combat and toil,
While Famine looks on, all exulting the while;
And some with adversity proudly to cope,
Unaided, uncheered, by the whispers of Hope:
And some, alas! thousands-to weep for the dead,
And to wish, with the loved, their own spirit had fled;
And fearful to them is the wakening hour,
'Tis the trumph of Woe, the extreme of her power,
When the rack she prepares, and again must the soul
Sustain the dread torture time may but control!
Oh! sad is the wakening at Misery's call,
When we envy the sleeper that sleeps 'neath the pall;
And the desolate heart, all despairing and lone,
Nought sces save the spectre of Happiness gone!-
Thrice welcome the morn when the trumpet's loud voice
Shall the slumberer awake, and awake to rejoice;
When earth, with its pangs, shall have faded away,
And the spirit released from its "prison of clay"
On angel wing borne, to its God shall ascend,
And joy in the day that knows darkness nor end I-
Oh! welcome the wakening on Jordan's bright shore,
Oh! welcome the wakening to slumber no more!
Brief, brief be the passage o'er Time's stormy flood,
And the soul refuge find, and for ever, with God!
Liverpool..

A PAHETIC STORY.

(After the manner of Hood)

Young William was of low degree,
Though high his head he carried;
And William thought when he could get
A wife, he would get married.
He long had lov'd a buxom dame,
And long'd for her to wed him,
He gloried in her graceful charms,
When fate to glory led him.

One luckless night, oh, hapless youth!

Will happening to be snoozy,

Enlisted for a grenadier,

Though dear he lov'd his Susy.

Now Susan was a saucy dame,

As e'er cook'd sauce or mutton;

Yet, though Will oft had been her butt He did'nt care a button.

G.

But when he told her what he'd done,
With cries she dunn'd his ears;
Her spirits sunk, and in the sink,
She pour'd a flood of tears.

She vow'd that should he e'er come back,
Not backward he should find her;
Will lock'd her in his arms, and swore
In wedlock he would bind her.

He look'd quite blank, when Sergeant Drill
Came looking for his prize;

He did'nt speak a word, yet still
Spoke volumes with his eyes.
He was a rare and comely youth,
As e'er Drill laid his hand on ;
For why? he stood full six feet six,

Yet had but two to stand on.

They forc'd poor Will from his lov'd mate,
Who forcemeat was preparing;
They led him to the field of Mars,
His marriage prospects marring.

He fought full long in freedom's cause,
A slave to love and beauty;

He knew that peace succeeded war,
So peaceful did his duty.

At length towards home he bent his way,
When, ah! untoward fate,
He learnt too soon, alack-a-day,
He'd come a day too late.

He found that Sue had lost her place,
A mountebank had sued her;
And finding she'd a softish heart,
With softest sighings woo'd her,
Will soon got wind of their abode,

Which boded ill to Susan,
Then to their casement softly stole,
His hard, hard case to muse on.
And there he saw, (heartbreaking sight,
It saw'd his heart in pieces,)
Sue mounted on the juggler's knee,
And juggling him for kisses.

His head he thrust right through a panc,
The frame a pris'ner bound him;
His frame was full of racking pains,
And panes were all around him.

The pair soon eyed poor William's head,
Then to insult him hied;

Says Sue I think your whole head's in,
Your better half outside."

The mountebank, oh, wilful man!
While Will in vain was struggling;

Cut deeply in his jug'lar vein,

For he was us'd to juggling.

He vow'd he'd have his whole heart's blood,
'Twas vain to ask for quarter;
His spirit sunk, so Will gave up
The ghost, to love a martyr.
And there beside the window sole,

Poor soul his last he sigh'd;
And on his grave, 'tis gravely told,
As how for love he died.
Liverpool, 20th Nov. 1827.

IMPROMPTU,

D.

LINES,

TO THE MEMORY OF JAMES HACKMAN.

"There is a tear for all that die."-BYRON.

Soft be the tones of the holy hymn,
That steals above his tomb,
Like music heard at twilight dim,

In the silent hour of gloom:
His spirit could not brook one sound
Unhallowed to float around

The sacred spot; no voice of mirth
Should haunt the precincts of the grave,
Where we must all return to earth,

The kingly despot, and the slave. Alas! that ought should mar the joy That Heaven decreed for man below; That ill-timed difference should destroy

The harmony that all might know: 'Tis true the world is strewed with roses,

But thorns are hid in every leaf; And 'neath life's flowers the snake reposes,The heritage of man is grief. And when a soul so pure as thine, So holy, and so near divine, Shall sleep death's calm, eternal sleep, 'Twere almost impious to weep. For I have known thee when thy tongue Was ever free from envy's guile; When holiness was round thee flung, And virtue in thy every smile; And I have seen thee when the board With festive wreaths of joy was crown'd, When music was in every word, And rich the laugh thy wit sent round. I will not dwell on what is past,

I soon may be what thou art DoW, Time speeds, and life is hurrying fast In one unchanging, ceaseless flow. As we were both true friends before,

Oh! may my soul-felt prayer be given, When we have both passed life's dark shore, That we may meet again in heaven.

Manchester.

W. RN

THEATRE-ROYAL, LIVERPOOL.

MR. PINING & MR. WILLIAMS. For the BENEFIT of Mr. LLOYDS, PROMPTIE who respectfully solicits the patronage of the Public occasion.

On THURSDAY next, Nov. 29, will be presented the Play
WILLIAM TELL.
Wm. Tell, Mr. Vandenhoff-Albert (his son) Miss Holda
Emma (wife of Tell) Miss F. H. Kelly.
After which, the Comic Interlude, called
THREE WEEKS AFTER MARRIAGE
Sir Charles Racket.... Mr. Vining-Drugget.... Mr. W
To conclude with the favourite Entertainment, al
ABON HASSAN.
Tickets to be had of Mr. Lloyds, 63, London-road, and
the Stage Door of the Theatre.

EASTHAM and chestER PACKET OFFICE NEW COACHES, by way of EASTHAM, to CHES

TER, and parts of NORTH and SOUTH WALES.
The BANG-UP Post Coach, leaves Liverpool every Mai
ing, at Eight o'clock, through Wrexham, Overton, Ellesmert
Shrewsbury, and all parts of Shropshire.

The NETTLE Post Coach, every Morning, at Eight o'cl through Wrexham, Ruabon, Chirk, Oswestry, and Welshpo The LADY STANLEY Post Coach, every Morning. Eight o'clock, and arrives in Chester at half-past Ten. The GEORGE the FOURTH Post Coach, at Eleven

ADDRESSED TO AN EDITOR WHO STATED THAT BOLOGNA SAUSAGES every Morning, and arrives in Chester at half-past One

WERE MADE OF THE FLESH OF ASSES.

Bologna sausages are made, you say,
From donkies' flesh; if so, alas!
If you should ever to Bologna stray,
What will become of you-you ass!

Liverpool.

The ROYAL LIVERPOOL Post Coach, every AfterDat

at Two o'clock, and arrives in Chester at half-past Four, 40 Wrexham at half-past Six.

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STEAM-PACKETS to EASTHAM, from George's Ph head, three times a day, viz. Eight and Eleven o'clock in the Morning, and Two in the Afternoon.

Passengers and Parcels Booked, as usual, at Mr. Don's, East

ham Packet-house, James-street.

2:

WINTER SUBSCRIPTION CONCERTS. First Appearance, at the Music-hall, of the TYROLESE MINSTRELS, the RAINER FAMILY, under the patronage of his Majesty.

THE FIRST CONCERT will take place THIS EVENIG, (TUESDAY,) the 27th instant; and the SECOND, on MONDAY next, the 3d of December, for which

MADAME CORNEGA, (Of the King's Opera,) MISS MONTAGUE, (Madame Cornega's Pupil,)

AND THE CELEBRATED

TYROLESE FAMILY, Are engaged.

They sing the beautiful Melodies of their country with an effect so peculiar and striking, that, in the estimation of some of our first judges of music, it is truly magical.

Books for additional Subscribers are open at the usual places. Non Subscribers' Tickets to the Body of the Room, 10s. Gallery, 78. Schools and younger Branches of Families, 78. No Money to be taken at the Doors. The Performance to commence at Eight o'clock. Mr. MOSCHELES,

The celebrated Pianist, is engaged for Two Concerts, which

will take place about Christmas.

A blue-stocking lady, whose volubility of tongue was not the most edifying and amusing imaginable, told her spouse she should spurn the restraints of custom, and imitate the philosophy of antiquity. "Do, my dear, (replied the husband,) and let Xenocrates be your pattern, for he devoted a great portion of the day to silence.'

The late witty Master Dole, (who was uncle to Chief Justice Bushe,) when confined by illness, received a challenge from the Provost, Mr. Hutchinson, father of Lord A friend, who called on the master, Donoughmore. expressed his surprise at seeing him dandishly dressed. "Oh, yes," said he, "I am dressed for the Provost's Ball. Cork Southern Reporter.

A married woman of the Shawnee Indians made this beautiful reply to a man whom she met in the woods, and who implored her to love and look on him :-" Oulamou, my husband," said she, "is ever before my eyes, and hinders me from seeing you."

A boy who had stolen some apples was forgiven, for the The schoolmaster asking him what he had to say for himrather ingenious manner in which he excused. himself. self, the urchin replied," The apples were Tom's; I don't know how he got them; and now they're mine; and he don't know how I got them."

Breaking the Ice.-A gentleman in this town, who was enamoured of Miss Ann***, one day at a dinner party adopted a very whimsical expedient to give a hint of his passion. He happened to sit near a Parmasan cheese, a slice of which he offered to the lady, with a significant Will you have a little Par, Miss Ann ?" When we inform our readers that the gentleman's name was Parr, and that he was rather of low stature, they will, we think, admit that the pun is, at least, on a par with the current wit of the day.

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Miscellanics.

ENTERTAINING JEU D'ESPRIT.

Then, Sir, look at London: look what the improvers | liked the pursuit-now, with your Mantons and percus have done-pulled up the pavements, the pride of the land, sions, your Nock's without flints, and all that sort of thing and turned the streets into roads. This Muckadamizing-wet or dry, off they go-slap bang, down tumbles the is no improvement. Puddles for purbecks is a had ex-bird for each barrel, and the thing is over. I never shoot change the granite grinding is no wonder-the rattle and now-a thing reduced to a certainty loses all interest. In copying the following clever jeu d'esprit, wo re- clatter of London is at an end. One might as well be at Before Palmer's time I used to keep up a constant gret that we cannot acknowledge the publication Slough or Southall, or any of the environs, as be in the correspondence with a numerous circle of friends and a in which it originally appeared, as we always wish heart of the town. They have taken away Swallow-street quaintance. There was no certainty about the delivery of to "render unto Cæsar the things that are Cæsar's."-scene of my youthful pleasures; and, to crown all, they one's letters-mail carts were robbed-post boys were mu The editor of the paper in which we happened first are pulling St. James's Park to pieces, planting trees, and dered-bags found in a pond all soaked to rags; then there to see the article having omitted this ordinary cour- twisting the water. Why did not they leave the canal was an interest in it; now a letter never miscarries; al tesy, we are obliged to give the piece anonymously. straight, as the Serpentine is? Are we come back to the like clock-work. I hate that Freeling-his activity and We regret the circumstance, particularly in the pre- days of Duck Island, with a Whig governor for it? Why vigilance have destroyed the interest. I haven't written sent instance, as this playful sally is by no common are the horses and cows disturbed to make way for the a friend for the last fifteen years, nor I should not w hand. In our opinion it is worthy of Addison; and people? I love to see horses and cows happy. I like to to you now, only that I send my letter by a servant l see the barracks and hospitals. I don't want to look at who is a member of an Intellectual Institution, and a it is highly creditable to the work in which it origi-great big rows of high houses, filled with people who can stupid, that I think it is at least ten to one that you eve nally appeared.-Edit. Kal. receive it.-Perhaps you will just acknowledge it, if it comes to hand: the expectation will, at least, serve keep up the interest.-Yours truly, Baker-street, Oct. 17, 1827.

MODERN IMPROVEMENTS.

Sir, I am not one of those who snarl at modern improvements, but I admit my incapacity to find out the improvements at which other people snarl. I consider gas and steam to be two of the most odious and abominable nuisances ever tolerated in a Christian country. I only ask the best-natured critic-the most impartial judge in Christendom-whether any thing can smell more abominably than the vapour which thousands of pounds are hourly spent to produce? If ruining oil-men, and beggaring wax-chandlers, is sport, well and good;-in Heaven's name stew down the wholesome coals, and make smoke, and set fire to it; but don't call that an improvement.

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I love the sight of a lamplighter-a" jolly Dick," in greasy jacket, flaring his link along the pavement, rubbing against one's sleeves, or besprinkling one's shirt with oil. I seldom see one of them now: the race is superseded by a parcel of dandies, with dark lanterns in their hands, prowling about like so many Guy Fawkeses:-up they go, and, without taking off the green lamp-tops and putting them on their heads, as the jolly Dicks did, they open a door, turn a cock, introduce their lantern-piff, paff, poff -out comes the light, and down goes the ladder-this is innovation, not improvement.

Then steam-what's the improvement of steam ? There was an interest in a short sea voyage when I was young;-contrary winds-tides against one-nature had fair play;-but now, Mr. this thing, or Mr. t'other thing, makes a great copper pot and fills it with water-more coals; poking and stoking, and shovelling and raking; Nature is thrown overboard; and the packet-boat, uninfluenced either by her smiles or frowns, ploughs up the waves, and marches along, like a couple of wandering water-mills. There is no interest in this, Sir;-any fool can make a copper pot; any fool can fill a copper pot with water; any fool can make a fire, and poke it, and make the water boil:-there's no pleasure in this life when events are thus provided for, and that which had all the

afford to live in them, while I cannot. This is no im-
provement.

Then for manners and customs: in my time, we dined
early and sat late, and the jolliest part of our lives was
that which we passed with our legs under the mahogany.
Now, we see no mahogany-we dine at supper time and
the cloth stops, and the wine never moves; away go our
women-no healths-no toasts-no gentleman to pledge a
lady- -no good wishes-nothing convivial-one anonymous
half glass, sipped silently, and the coffee is ready. Out
we go, turned adrift at eleven, with nothing on earth to do
for the rest of the evening, unless one goes to a club,
where, if a man asks for any thing stronger than soda
water, he is looked on as a monster. Hock and Seltzer
water, perhaps, if it's hot weather-wimbly wambly stuff,
enough to make a cat sick-and after that, home. Why,
in my time, Sir, I should have laughed at a fellow who
flinched before his fourth bottle, or who submitted to the
degrading circumstances of finding his way to bed of his
own proper discretion. But those days are past-one thing
do thank the stars for-we are getting back to the to-
bacco-not indeed the beautiful lily pipe, tipped rosily
with sealing-wax, and pure as the driven snow, but a
happy succedaneum-a cigar. I do love a cigar, Sir; it
reminds me of the olden time, and I like the smell on my
clothes in the morning, which, I congratulate myself, none
of our modern improvements, as they are called, can ever
eradicate.

I

STEPHEN BROWN.

MR. BRAHAM.

from the Supplement to the Norwich Mercury, which coThe following character of this distinguished vocalist is tains an elaborate account of the grand Musical Festival lately concluded.

of

It will now be almost universally conceded that th great singer has possessed more diverse talent in ke His throat is an organ of more varied power, more exte perfection than any other singer perhaps that ever lived sive compass, and more astonishing flexibility, if we determine by the songs written for the performers of t several ages of the musical world, by the masters of te times in which they lived. His mind is rich with the stores of science-his imagination bold and vivid. The invention of Stephen Storace, who wrote the opera Mahmoud, expressly to give the town the first specif Mr. Braham's ability, was exhausted in the search such combinations of notes as should bring together tion of the performer completely distanced the late sible difficulties. Still, however, the fancy and S search, and contrivance of the composer, great s were acknowledged to be, and stimulated as they ne supposed to have been by the merits of the person for he was at work. Mr. B. not only went through Ste elaborate passages with a degree of force and facility passing every thing that had been before heard, but he peradded notes and embellishments which at once e lished him in a rank pre-eminent to all that contempor judges had been accustomed to regard as greatest best in the florid style, which the opera of Mahmad principally composed to display.

Perhaps you have been lately in the Regent's Park; I will tell you what is doing there. A Mr. Somebody, I forget his name, but it is somehow connected, in my mind, upon Von Feinagle's principle, with a Christmas-pieHorner, by Jove! that's it; he has sunk twenty thousand pletely with our opinion, that, taken as a whole, we We repeat, in order to impress our readers most c pounds, and raised a splendid building—a temple-a pan- sider Mr. Braham to be the most accomplished since theon--a feature in the town-and what do you think for? has fallen to the lot of the present, or perhaps ef to exhibit a panorama of London from the top of St Paul's, generation of men to hear. We would impress this op just within a couple of miles of St. Paul's itself; but then because, greatest as he is, there is no instance tha prises such various powers and such singulat s we are to be saved all the trouble-to be screwed up to the faults, and, secondly, because we feel that it is not eminence without labour. To my mind the whole point of reach of criticism to diminish the amazing rep a fine prospect is the trouble of getting to it-far fetched among all ranks of hearers, that Mr. Braham bas, and dear bought are the great attractions, and all the incessant study, the most laborious exercise of his talestat interest of doubt and difficulty, is reduced to a certainty. terest is destroyed if things are made too easy of attain the service of the public, continued so long to deserve His intonation is astonishingly perfect when the The same in land carriage: formerly, a stage-coachment. I don't like this plan. digious volume of his voice is fully estimated; when journey was an affair-a thing to be thought about: a The same struggle against nature seems to be going heart-rending pathos, to produce which he so man took leave of his relations, left his home, in the ex-on every where-see the theatres-even at the band-box, assimilates the shuddering tremulous tones almost to pectation of never secing his wife again: then there was the Adelphi, there was a difficulty in getting in, and a I actual expression of the most natural grief; when the l an interest, a pleasure in the speculation; and a hope, and difficulty of getting a seat when one did get in; now it is call to glory are remembered; when the inspired, ear-piercing, animating sounds with which he inves a fear, and a doubt, and something to keep the faculties all made easy and comfortable, and for what? to see a consoling words of adoration, or thanksgiving, awake. Now, Sir, if you want to go sixty or seventy miles, schooner so like what one can see any day in the river, that his melody; when the tenderness of his amatory an you have hardly settled yourself comfortably in your cor- it is no sight at all; like Lawrence's pictures-I hate that the volant lubricity of his astonishing execution be bre before you are at your journey's end. Why, Sir, before President-his things are like life, the likenesses are iden- to recollection-our readers will at once acknowledge these jigmaree things were invented I have lived two-and-tity, and so like nature that there is no merit in the paint ment are liable to such immoderate disturbance, not, twenty days on board a Leith smack, for three pounds ing-I like a little doubt-I like to show my quickness by physical. three shillings, and enjoyed a pleasant five days' excursion guessing a portrait-the interest is destroyed if there is no also from the workings of the imagination and y on the road to Plymouth; whereas, at present, I am question about the thing. The same with shooting; I used passions, to preserve the tune so generally correct as t whirled from Edinburgh to London in forty hours, and to hit my bird and miss my bird, and walk and walk over and an acquired facility of using such organ, that cant Braham has done, bespeaks an original strength of orga taken from Piccadilly to Dock-Devonport I mean-in the furrows, and climb over the hedges and ditches, and but be truly wonderful to every observer who has attended about half that time. Now this, to my mind, is no im- bang away with a gun of my poor father's, which, when to the facts we have enumerated in their extent, and to it did go off, was not over certain of its performance-I the habits and powers of others in this particular. Most

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