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they forgot for the moment that they were about to part from doating parents, and kind playfellows, and to enier into a new world, which might differ a little from that they were beginniug to travel from.

And now the coach is at the door of the counting-house, and, in order to give the children time to part with their friends, I have ordered “coachee” to drive thee, most gentle reader, not into the next street, but into the next chapter, whither, with your indulgence, I will accompany you.




many kisses and numberless adieus, the boys were forced into the stage which conducted to Richard's new destination by the insinuating beadle, whose interest was not entirely forgotten amidst the general bustle; and as the coach rattled on, there arose a sort of quiet sadness amongst the children, who began to think of their destination. Richard Biddulph was an exception to the rest, for he had no parents to leave

behind him, and he dreamt he was going to a happy place, because the . good Mr. Howard told him so.

It is not our duty in this place to record the very edifying conversation which took place between the coachman and the beadle as they sat upon the box. The reader must be satisfied with the fact, that while the one spoke of his grey mare, his corn, and his stables, the other very properly eulogised charities in general, and this institution in particular. Neither is it requisite to state that the back passengers put up their umbrellas to keep off the wind; and how many thanks were given by the waiter at the half-way house to a middle-aged lady in spectacles, who, after partaking of some brandy-and-water, did not give him anything.

The country town referred to is a clean, dull, quiet place. tering, the first object that presents itself is the county jail ; a little further on are the gates of the educational institution, and at the extreme end is the court-house.

The horses galloped into the town, and went into the gates of the establishment, where the children were handed over to the charge of the steward, who divided them into small numbers and portioned them to the several wards of the institution. Richard was placed in No. 4 ward ; and after offering up to God his infantine prayer, and asking blessings for his kind patron, Mr. Howard, he jumped into his bed and was very soon fast asleep.

The boy's first essay into life when placed by his doating parents at a public school, amongst strangers and disciplinarians, tries his young feelings; and though you may not show that you feel for his situation, still in your heart you cannot do less than pity him.

At seven o'clock the next morning, the bell rang, and our hero was very soon out of bed, and in the midst of about forty other boys who

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were all older than himself, and who, as a matter of course, tried all in their power to irritate and annoy him. But he only smiled at them, and answered their many questions in so spirited a manner, that they began very soon to desist from their teazing conduct towards him.

“Hilloa ! you sir, what's your name ?" asked one.
“Come, speak up, old fellow," said another.
“Biddulph, Dick Biddulph, that's my name.”

“Stiddulth ? Kiddulth ? Widdulth?” they asked him, jeeringly, one after another.

“No, sir; Bid spells Bid; d ulph spells dulph, Biddulph; that's my name sirs," said the boy, innocently, as they roared out laughing at his greenness.

"What's your father ?" asked one.
“I've got no father, sir," answered he.
"What's your mother, then, little un ?"
" I've got no mother,” answered the child, softly.
“Then what are you, Biddy ?.
" I'm nothing, sir as yet, but I'm going to be a sailor.”

At this there was a shout of laughter, which was put a stop to by the entrance of a woman dressed in a plain cotton gown with a widow's cap upon her head. She had large, hard-looking features, which have been denominated crusty, with very small eyes, which peeped and twinkled from their sockets with such brightness, that she could see at a single glance every object in the long ward. Her hand, too, was of a hard and bony kind, something like that of a skeleton; and she was said to be feared more than beloved by every one of her children. This lady's name was Mistress Bridget ; she had lived, perhaps, through five and forty winters, and had been appointed nurse to No. 4 Ward when she was thirty-three years of

age. “Come, boys, make your beds, will you, and don't be teazing the new one," said the dame, as she pulled forth a snuff-box, and took a prodigious pinch of that exciting and exhilarating powder.

“Please, nurse, will you give me a shoestring ?” asked a little fellow whose eye was vacant, and whose form had been twisted at his birth.

"A shoestring?” vociferated the lady with astonishment; "why, what have you done with that I gave you yesterday ?"

“Lost it, ma'am," answered the child, stupidly.

" Then take that! you stupid booby!” continued Mrs. Bridget, as her slim paw saluted the fat cheek of the child ; " why, I ought to be made of shoestring, that I ought !"

The kind lady then brought forth a large roll of ferret which had been given to her for the express use of the boys, she cut off and threw a piece at him contemptuously, and then marched with stately step towards her small apartment at one end of the ward.

When the children were dressed, the breakfast-bell cheered up the countenances of the hungry boys, who walked at a quick pace in a body, with Mistress Bridget at their head, toward the Hall, where Richard was initiated into the first meal he had at the expense of the foundation.

Oct. 1844.—VOL. XLI.-NO. CLXII.


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I left H- Hall with my brother on a Thursday in the month of June, 1842. We travelled by railway to Birmingham only, that night. At half-past eight the following morning we went on to London, where we arrived at twenty minutes past one in the afternoon. The remainder of the day was spent in procuring a Prussian passport, getting it countersigned by various foreign representatives, and in securing berths in the Rotterdam steam-boat. Saturday morning at nine o'clock we embarked in the Ocean, from the Custom-house Stairs, to Rotterdam. I found the accommodation inferior, in both elegance and comfort, to the Liverpool packets, which I had sailed in to Scotland and Ireland. The vessel stopped at Blackwall nearly an hour, to take in passengers who had come by the railway, and the mail-bags. The sun became so powerful about this time, (between ten and eleven o'clock,) and the awning not yet being spread, I was glad to retreat from its influence into the ladies' cabin. About four we dined: the Captain took the head of the table. Whilst sitting at dessert, sundry movings of the vessel seemed to admonish the wary to retire within the limits of their respective berths. I took the hint, and instantly went to lie dowu in mine; to which precaution I attributed my freedom from sea-sickness. I have observed that ladies who remain on deck till late in the evening, generally come staggering from illness, one by one, into the cabin. A recumbent position I am convinced from experience is the best. The weather was oppressively hot, particularly during the night. I was rejoiced when daylight appeared. About six I went upon deck with W-; we had already entered the Meuse. As we passed the end of several canals, we saw an immense number of vessels covered with flags and streamers. We were told they were the herring fleet; that the crews would that day (Sunday) go to church, to offer up prayers for a successful voyage, which they would commence on Monday. We arrived alongside the quay at Rotterdam about nine o'clock, and soon after took possession of the very comfortable and cool bedrooms at the Hotel des Pays Bas. Here I, for the first time, saw the stove and odious, so universal in the Dutch and German bedrooms. In half-an-hour we were summoned by the commissionaire William had engaged, to take our keys to the Custom-house to hare our luggage examined. The officers were very civil; for on hearing we were going up the Rhine, they let it all pass without examination. On our return to the hotel we breakfasted, and, according to the Continental fashion, in one of our bedrooms. After enjoying the comfort of re-dressing, we walked to the Cathedral ; we hoped to have been in time for some part of the morning service, to hear the organ, (considered by some finer than the one at Haarlem,) but only got there just as the congregation were coming out. Hearing there would be service again at two o'clock, though only then twelve,) we determined to sit in the church during the interval, as the walk to it had been oppressively hot. We were accompanied by a gentleman who, with his two daughters, had sailed in the Ocean with us from London. Some time before the service began, five or six young Dutch peasant women came into the church. I immediately perceived we were objects of great attraction to them; they looked at us, and then smiled, and talked with each other. Two or three, more bold than the rest, reached chairs and seated themselves vis à vis to us, and within half-a-yard. William was quite amused at the unscrupulous examination they gave him ; but they looked so naïve and good humoured, it was impossible to feel annoyed. We eventually tried to make ourselves understood, but in vain. At length our companion (who could speak a few Dutch words) made out that our present position was occupied during service by them, (the Bourgeoiserie,) that there were pews for us; but that I was not to be in the same with my brother, as ladies and gentlemen do not sit together in the Dutch churches. The service began by the clerk reading a chapter out of the Bible; then the Preacher ascended the pulpit with his Geneva cap on, which he hung upon a peg bebind him. He was a spare, ascetic-looking person ; a perfect specimen of his order. After a short prayer he commenced his sermon, which he paused in occasionally, to give out a hymn, which the congregation (all sitting) sung most lustily, accompanied by the organ. Several of what I concluded were the deacons of the church continually went round during the sermon, to collect, for some charitable purpose, in little purse-shaped cloth bags, with a tiny bell at the bottom of each, causing a perpetual tinkling. They were fastened to the end of long, flexible canes; first black bags were handed round, and then green ones.

I observed that everybody (the poorest included) put a coin into each. After the sermon, which lasted at least an hour and a half, many infants were brought to be christened, when we left. We got back to the hotel in time for the table d'hôte, at half-past four. We had an excellent dinner-an immense variety of dishes—but, according to the custom here, substantial joints appeared last. The dining-room is a delightful one, being spacious, and overlooking the fashionable promenade and the Meuse. About seven in the evening, a party of us went to service at the English church. The congregation was but small, consisting principally of travellers like ourselves. Two prayers were added to the usual service, -one for the King and Queen of Holland, and the other for the preservation of all persons travelling by sea for their “ lawful purposes,” and for their safe return to their own country. I thought this in very good taste; England, the seat of the mother church, being an island. The sermon was upon the uncertainty of life; after it there was a collection made, perhaps to pay for the seats. In going to and returning from the church, we crossed one of the numerous canals that intersect Rotterdam, by an unwieldy ferryboat. None of the peasant women wear bonnets; the generality have snow-white caps, with lace borders, projecting from the face like a little bonnet front, deepest over the forehead, geoffered, and kept in the round plaits by a fine wire run along the edge. Some wear massive gold ornaments on the forehead and sides of the face, that have been transmitted from mother to daughter for generations past. We met several decorated with them in our walk along the Boompjes ;* and almost all wear necklaces of garnet-coloured beads, fastened tightly round the throat by a broad gold clasp in front, and rings on fingers that have probably never worn a glove.

On Monday morning at six, we left Rotterdam by the Rhine steamboat. Most of the party on board were those with whom we had come from London, with a few additions, amongst which were Col. and Mrs. R-, whose acquaintance we soon made. Their agreeable company contributed much to the pleasure of our journey, as we saw a good deal of them. The Colonel is a Waterloo man, and has lately retired from the command of the 23rd Welsh Fusileers. The sail to-day exceeded my expectations, for I much admired the pretty_quaint Dutch country houses, villages, and towns, that we passed. The vessel gene

ally stopped a few minutes at the latter, when some of the peasantry would hasten to its side to offer their tempting baskets of cherries for sale. We reached Emmerick, the end of our day's journey, about five in the afternoon. Being the frontier town of Prussia, the packet was immediately taken possession of by police and custom-house officers, to prevent anything being taken on shore previous to examination, and to demand our passports.

The Hotel des Pays Bas is the only respectable one in the place, therefore the rush to procure rooms for the night was very great, as some of them are vastly superior to others, for which the same charge is made. In about half-an-hour, after engaging ours, we were summoned to the steamer to have our luggage examined. I soon heard my name called out, and then found that my largest box had to undergo a scrutiny. I did not think the officers easily satisfied that I had nothing contraband in it, for they pulled the things about a good deal. The examination of each box attracts a number of persons around, more curious than polite, which adds to the annoyance. The officers are sometimes very capricious, for W.'s luggage, and that of many others, they did not look at at all.

On Sunday morning at seven, we again embarked on the Rhine. The scenery was very flat and dull the whole way to Dusseldorf, which we came to at four in the afternoon. We were then told that the vessel would be stationary till eight in the evening, when it would proceed on all night, but that those who chose could remain in Dusseldorf, and go on by a boat that would leave at half-past eight in the morning, which we immediately determined to do, as we had no wish to lose any part of the Rhine, and the night promised to be overcomingly hot, and but light berths in a crowded vessel. The only persons who stayed behind, except ourselves, were a pleasant Dutch party, whose acquaintance we made the following day. We had rather a long walk from the landing place to the Breidenbacker Hof, which is delightfully situated in the Allaè Strasse. Here we had charming rooms and great attention...) think the German waiters models for those in other countries; so civil, attentive, and active, they are quite incomparable. Always from sixteen to two and twenty years of age, for the constant running about they have would not suit older persons; and so smart and dapper in

• The favourite promenade of the town, on the banks of the Meuse, and delightfully shaded by rows of tall trees.

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