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Lo! in a fish's belly, the cook that ring hath found; And ere she laid her down to rest the fatal news came round,

How all the Argosies she to the East had sent, Had founder'd been, and those no less that to the Westward went.

How that the Moors and Turks, to work her sore annoy, Their forces join'd-and, more, her fortunes to destroy, A princely house had fail'd—thus follow'd post on post, Till she was doom'd to starve or ere a year had pass'd at

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Yet Stavoren on it revell'd, in sinful idle pride,
While riches still her navies brought in with every tide.
The warning no man heeded-so grew the penance-seed,
For all the godless city from that maiden's cruel deed.
There where the noble wheat was sunk by her command,
Arose a fearful sandbank, they call The Frauen-sand;
And thereout through the waves a meagre plant did
shoot,

Like wheat it show'd in stalk and head, save that it bore no fruit.

Yet higher rose the sandbank, and higher o'er the tide-
The Harbour barr'd, no ships therein might longer ride.
The springs of wealth throughout that gluttonous city
died;

Yet still they revell'd on in their wantonness and pride;
Until one day, a shoal of herrings came to light
From forth the deep draw-well; and on the self-same

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A TALE OF THE LAST CENTURY.

THE old lady who related the outline of the following singular story, heard it told, in her youth, by no means as a fiction, but as a real occurrence. She even once knew the name of the old northern family concerned in it, but that, with the exact dates, she has now forgotten, if she ever knew the latter; and having never written down the story, she has no means of recovering them. However, from her express mention of a tight wig, worn by the benevolent old hero of the tale, we have fixed the strange occurrence not earlier than the last century.

Towards the end of a gusty October day, about

the year 1730, a barrister of the Temple was sitting reading, when the opening of the door, and his servant's announcement of "a gentleman," interrupted him. He rose to receive his visitor, who proved to be a perfect stranger, a person of very gentlemanly, but extremely old fashioned, appearance. He was dressed in a grave-coloured suit, of antique cut; a neat, tight grey wig surrounded his serious, and even solemn, physiognomy; silk stockings, rolled at the knee; enormous shoe buckles of gold; a cane, headed with the same metal, and a broad-brimmed and uncocked hat, completed his equipment; which was in the fashion of the last years of William the Third, or the first of his successor. Having stiffly bowed, in the exact way prescribed by the etiquette of the era to which he offered to him by his host; and, after a preparatory seemed to belong, he took possession of the chair hem, thus began, in a slow and serious manner: "I think, sir, you are the lawyer employed by the S- family, whose property in Yorkshire, you are, therefore, aware is about to be sold."

“I have, sir," answered the barrister, “full instructions and powers to complete the disposal of it, which, though a painful duty to me, must be performed."

"It is a duty you may dispense with," said the visitor, waving his hand; "the property need not be sold."

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May I presume to ask, sir, whether you are any relation to the family? If so, you must be acquainted with the absolute necessity of selling it, in consequence of the claim of another branch of the family, just returned from beyond sea, who, as heir-at-law, is naturally possessor of the estate, in default of a will to the contrary; and who desires its value in money, instead of the land. The present possessor is unable to buy it; and, must, therefore, depart."

"You are mistaken," replied the old gentleman, rather testily; "you seem not to know of the will of Mr. S--'s great grandfather, by which he not only left that, his estate, to his favourite grandson, this gentleman's father, but even entailed it on his great great grandson."

"Such a will, sir," said the barrister, "was, indeed, supposed, for many years, to exist; and, in enjoyed the property; but, on the claimant's applivirtue of it, Mr. S- has, until now, peaceably cation, a renewed search having been made for it, either the belief proves wholly unfounded, or it has been lost or destroyed. Cabinets, chests, every room, inhabited and uninhabited, have been ransacked in vain. Mr. S has now given up all hope of finding it; the sale is to be completed in the course of the next week; and the fine old place must pass into the hands of strangers."

"You are mistaken once again, young man," said the stranger, striking his cane on the floor, "I say, sir, the will exists. Go, immediately," continued he, in an authoritative tone; "travel night and day. You may save an old family from disgrace and ruin. In the end room of the left wing, now uninhabited, is a closet in the wall."

"We have looked there," interrupted the barrister.

"Silence, sir; there is a closet, I say. In that closet is a large chest; that chest has a false bottom, and underneath that is the deed. I am certain of what I say. I saw the paper deposited there; no matter when, or by whom. Go; you

will find it worth your trouble. My name, sir, is Hugh S―. I am not now personally known to the proprietor of S Hall; but I am his relation, and have his welfare at heart. Neglect not to follow my advice." So saying, the old gentleman arose, again bowed, and at the door put on his hat, in a fashion which would have enchanted an élégant of Queen Anne's day; and sliding the silken string of his cane on the little finger of his right hand, on which the lawyer had remarked a very fine brilliant ring, he descended the stairs, and departed, leaving the barrister in the utmost astonishment. At first he felt half inclined to consider the whole as a hoax; then again, when he thought of the old gentleman's grave manner, and the intimate knowledge he must have possessed of the house, to be able to describe the room so exactly in which the chest was, he could not but believe him to be sincere.

Miscellaneous.

"I have here made only a nosegay of culled flowers, and have brought nothing of my own, but the string that ties them."---Montagne.

REMARKABLE PRESENCE OF MIND.

A WORKMAN employed in one of the mining shafts of the Scottish Central Railway lately had a most miraculous charges of powder for the purpose of blasting, and gave escape. He had lighted the fusees connected with the the signal to be drawn up, but the rope slipping, the poor fellow was suspended a few feet above where the explosion was to take place, with no other prospect before him but instant death. With great fortitude and presence of mind he called out to lower him, which was immediately done, and, advancing cautiously to the burning fusees, he extinguished them. On examination they were found to have burned within half an inch of the powder.

UMBRELLAS.

veniences of the human race.

At length, after much deliberation, he decided upon immediate departure; and arrived, on the evening of the fourth day, at S Hall. The sale had been the only theme of conversation at every place he had passed through, within twenty miles of his destination; and much and loudly was it lamented, that the squire should be leaving his house for ever, and that poor Mr. John would never enjoy his rights; as they persisted in calling the possession of the estate. On his entrance into the mansion, signs of approaching removal every-down, and took shelter in a cutler's shop, from the back where met his eye. Packages filled the hall; servants, with sorrowful countenances, were hurrying about; and the family were lingering sadly over the last dinner they were ever to partake of in their regretted home.

It is curious to observe the slender thanks given to those who endeavour to increase the comforts and conthough a very popular character, first appeared in the When Jonas Hanway, streets of London with an umbrella, he was looked upon with a feeling similar to that with which the ancient prophet of that name was regarded. The novel example of such effeminacy was ridiculed as quite insufferable; and preferring the rays of the sun to the shower of missiles with which he was assailed, he quietly put it door of which he retreated into an adjoining street, and without further molestation got safe home. It was some time before he again ventured to defend himself publicly against the sun's rays; but being deemed an eccentric, his singularity was overlooked, and he was permitted quietly to walk under cover. At length so many began to avail themselves of the like accommodation, that the common eye grew familiar to it. A few rurals stopped now and then to gaze and wonder, but felt rather amused than offended. The imitation at length spread from the Bond-street men of fashion to the men of smock frocks and aprons; and in our day there is scarcely any one, however poor, that has not an umbrella. They are become as common as shoes and

Mr. S greeted his friend with a surprise, which changed to incredulity when the barrister, requesting his private ear, declared the reason of his appearance. "It cannot be," said he. "Is it likely that no one should ever have heard of the hiding of the deed but the old gentleman you mention. Depend upon it, you have been deceived, my dear friend; I am only sorry you should have taken so much trouble, to so little purpose." The bar-stockings. rister mentioned the name of his visitor. "Hugh --!" exclaimed the gentleman, laughing. have not a relation in the world of that name." "It is worth the trying, however," said the lawyer; "and since I have come so far, I will finish the adventure."

WHAT We call good sense in the conduct of life, con"Isists chiefly in that temper of mind which enables its possessor to view at all times, with perfect coolness and accuracy, all the various circumstances of his situation: so that each of them may produce its due impression on him, without any exaggeration arising from his own peculiar habits. But to a man of an ill-regulated imagination, external circumstances only serve as hints to excite his own thoughts, and the conduct he pursues has in general far less reference to his real situation, than to some imaginary one, in which he conceives himself to be placed in consequence of which, while he wisdom and consistency, he may frequently exhibit to appears to himself to be acting with the most perfect others all the appearances of folly.-Stewart.

Mr. S, seeing his friend so determined, at length consented to satisfy him, and accompanied him towards the apartment he specified. As they crossed one of the rooms in their way, he suddenly stopped before a large full-length picture. heaven's sake," cried he, "who is this?"

"For

"My granduncle," returned Mr. S. "A good old fellow as ever lived. I wish, with all my heart, he were alive now; but he has been dead these thirty years."

"What was his name?" "Hugh

that name."

The only one of our family of

"That is the man who called upon me. His dress, his hat, his very ring, are there."

They proceeded to the closet, lifted the false bottom of the trunk, and-found the deed.

The kind old uncle was never seen again.

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No. 12.]

London Magazine:

A JOURNAL OF ENTERTAINMENT AND INSTRUCTION
FOR GENERAL READING.

JANUARY 17, 1846.

THE DUCHESS OF ORLEANS.1

On the road from Berlin to Hamburg, nearly at the entrance of the rich and fertile principality of Mecklenburg, lies a small town, the appearance of which surprises and charms the traveller; it is Ludwigslust, one of the prettiest and most attractive towns in Germany. In the middle of the last century, Ludwigslust was a mere rendezvous de chasse. In 1756 the Grand Duke Frederick established himself there with his court. He built a palace, a church, an enclosure of houses for his officers, and several wide and handsome streets. The Grand Duke Frederic Francis continued the work of his predecessor. He ornamented the palace and embellished the park; and, having a taste for natural sciences and the arts, he, by degrees, made such a collection of pictures, minerals, and shells, as well deserves the visit of the traveller. Thus patronized by two sovereigns, Ludwigslust soon became a place of note. What can be gayer than the aspect of its Dutch-built houses, of its paved streets, shaded by double rows of lime-trees? What more charming than the view of the palace, the limpid cascade playing beneath the windows, and the cheerful green surrounded with habitations, and terminated by the church? In this delightful residence of the princes and nobility of Mecklenburg, was born the Princess Helena, Duchess of Orleans. She is daughter of the hereditary Grand Duke Louis Frederick-a man of affectionate and generous disposition, and an exalted and upright character. Her mother, the young Duchess Caroline of Saxe Weimar, whose picture I lately saw in the hereditary palace of her ancestors, had a countenance of extreme beauty and intelligence.

Educated at Weimar during the period of its greatest literary fame, in the interior of that poetical court, which the names of Goethe and Schiller have immortalised,— surrounded by those men whom Germany and all other European countries delighted to honour, who gladly assembled under the kind protection of her parents, Caroline was remarkable for the excellence of her heart, and the superiority of her talents. The inhabitants of Weimar called her their tutelary angel; and a German writer, who had watched her progress from infancy to womanhood, remarked, when speaking of her. "Her's was a heavenly character."

The Duchess of Orleans thus inherits, from either parent, those qualities which insure to the prince the hearts of his subjects, and endear his memory to men of talent; and, through them is connected with the oldest and most powerful families of Northern Europe. One prince of Mecklenburg reigned in Sweden; another, the valiant Ruric, conquered and subdued a part of that vast empire which is at present under the absolute dominion of the Russians. Genealogists carry back the

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history of the princes of Mecklenburg to the most remote ages, and have spread the collateral branches of the family over the entire north. The learned Fune Magnussen has very lately proved, by an affiliation of several centuries, their relationship with Regnar Lod brook, the wonderful hero of Scandinavian tradition. But misfortune, alas! hovered over the cradle which was surrounded with so much lustre and virtue. The Princess Helena was only two years old when she lost her mother. Her father re-married, on the 3d of April, 1818, the Princess Augusta of Hesse Homberg, eighteen months after which this excellent prince was taken from his country and his children. The Princess Helena had already lost one young brother; one other yet remained to her fond affection; but, at the very age when his family and his country were indulging in the fondest hopes of him, at that age when he was preparing to continue the fatherly government of his ancestors, she beheld him languish and fade, and in 1834 she received his last sigh.

In the middle of a grove of beeches, in the park of Ludwigslust, stands a chapel of a simple, yet striking, appearance. It is there that these interesting victims of premature death repose, under a dimly lighted dome. Hope mingles with our grief as we contemplate their tombs. The blue vault, bespangled with stars of gold, is like the cloudless night of summer; and the inscription over the entrance tells of the happiness of those, who, though separated in this life, will be re-united in that which is to come. This chapel is a sort of pilgri mage to the good people of Mecklenburg. On the day that I visited it, I was followed by a poor old peasant woman; her hands were joined, her head hung down, concealing her features. She was praying; and in her prayer she associated the past with the present, and the names of those who were not, with those of their sur viving relations. But Providence, which had blighted the sweetest and holiest ties, gave to the princess Helena, in the person of her father's second wife, a sympathising supporter, and a mother capable of the fondest attachment and the most untiring devotion, whose noble and enlarged heart, elevated and fortified by the love of virtue and the sentiment of duty, had learnt, from her own early experience of sorrow, to feel for another's misfortunes. Admirable woman! Condemned, in the flower of her age, to the widow's melancholy garb, she was accustomed betimes to seek, in the practice of her religion, for support in the calamities of life; and, in the charms of literature, for more true and lasting joys than fortune and power can bestow. She it was who, assisted by a few chosen masters and an excellent governess, brought up the subject of our present memoir; she it was who, by her incessant care, her boundless affection, and her judicious advice, developed those precious gifts which heaven had been pleased to bestow on her; she it

was who, guiding her step by step on her entrance into life, in her studies and her observations, profited by every opportunity of giving a right direction to her talents, and a pious inclination to her soul; and she it was who, on the day of that royal and splendid marriage, alas, so quickly clouded in mourning! accompanied her to France, and who hastened from the other end of Germany to afford her the support of her piety and tender

ness under her cruel bereavement.

The dowager grand duchess passed, with her adopted daughter at Ludwigslust, twenty years of retirement, of improvement in the performance of good works, and in the indulgence of generous reflections. She inhabited one of the houses that Prince Frederic had built, by the side of the green lawn which extended to within a short distance of the church. She was acquainted with most of the inhabitants of the ducal residence, the poor as well as the rich; and she identified herself with their interests and wishes. She became their protectress, adviser, and supporter; and she taught her daughter the sweet feelings of humanity and sympathy. A part of every day was spent in providing for the necessities of those who surrounded her, and the rest of her time was devoted to choice society, useful reading, the study of art, history, and general literature, and to improving walks in a botanical garden, instituted by the duchess herself, and in which she had collected the most beautiful and rarest plants and flowers. Sometimes, on the return of summer, the two princesses, quitting for a space their loved retirement, would visit some of the most beautiful scenery and remarkable towns in Germany. At Berlin, at Leipsic, and at Weimar, they viewed the modern and ancient monuments of art, and conversed with the most distinguished persons of each place that they visited. One may easily imagine the effect of such an education, and that the hopes of her who had so ardently undertaken, and so fondly continued it, have not been disappointed, nor her lessons of love failed of an ample reward. One must have been in Germany, have stayed in Mecklenburg, fully to understand the depth of respect and affection which the Duchess of Orleans has left in the heart of all those who knew her. From the moment of her quitting Ludwigslust, France has been the point of attraction to all her compatriots. The Paris journals are subscribed to, and all news from France impatiently waited for; and the first sheet unfolded, the first column sought for, is that in which they hope to find the name of the youthful duchess. The most tender solicitude attends her steps, and she is spoken of as a dear absent child whom they long to see again.

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ing at me with an expression of joy, he exclaimed, Oh, our Helena! (Unser Helena); did I know her? I should think I did. I, who have seen her pass our house so often, as a little child! My wife and children also know her well, and could tell you how she is beloved; but, you see, the new title that you gave her puzzled me. We know that she is a French duchess, but we never can give her another name than that she bore while with us; she is our Helena of Mecklenburg, happen what may."

Upon this the good old fellow began to relate all that he knew of the infant years of the princess, of the acts of kindness and commiseration which had so endeared her to her country; and his recital lasted until we drove under the gothic arches of the old castle of Sewherin. At Weimar, where the duchess of Orleans had, at different periods, passed many months, every one, from the dweller in the ducal palace, to the inmate of the meanest abode, praise and bless her. The affection which the inhabitants of this town had borne to the mother, reflects on her noble child; and at the sound of her name, there arises on all sides a murmur of love and gratitude. "Our guardian angel has not left us," said one of Goethe's old friends to me; "our Princess Caroline lives again in our Helena, who belongs as much to us, as to Mecklenburg."

The duchess of Orleans justifies the constancy of this affection, by her remembrance of her old and valued friends. She gave herself, heart and soul, to France, but her native land lives in her memory. She is interested in its improvement and welfare, and she watches over the fate of those she loved. She shares their happiness, and compassionates their misfortunes, and conveys to them, with the promptitude of true generosity, from time to time, tokens of sympathy, and words of encouragement, or consolation. During my sojourn at Weimar, an artist of eminence died; and the first letter of condolence received by his weeping widow, was from the duchess of Orleans. Another female, being obliged to seek, under the milder sky of Italy, for that health which her native climate denied her, found that the orders of the Duchess of Orleans had preceded her on her route, and that, wherever she went, she was received with the most marked attention. Need I say what feelings the august princess has inspired throughout that country, which is become her second home? Ah! France knows it well; and those who have watched her progress through some of our provinces, or who daily, at Paris, discover those noble actions which her modesty would conceal, but which gratitude betrays, have not now to learn her worth.

Such love as this, unweakened by time, unaltered by From her childhood, the history and literature of absence, extends itself to her adopted country. They France has been her study. She spoke its language, desire its prosperity, power, and peace; for the good while she learned her own; and when she first placed people of Ludwigslust associate the destiny of France her foot on the soil of France, amidst joyous and adwith that of their young princess; and the arrival and miring crowds, she came not as a stranger; she had departure of a courier from that country, is a matter of long known its joys and sorrows, its riches and embelthe greatest interest to them. Among the lower ranks, lishments; and she arrived in it like a long-expected the same feeling prevails; their respect and devotion daughter. She made its interests her own; and France, for her, who was brought up under their eyes, exceeds in return, has devoted itself to her. Who can have forall idea. Ignorant as they are, they cannot trace her gotten those splendid fêtes at Fontainbleau, where her destiny like those who are versed in the histories of charming dignity caused a minister of state to exclaim, nations, and the reports of the daily papers; but they on seeing her, "We were prepared for a princess,but this still see her in imagination, in light-hearted happiness, is a queen." Who can have forgotten those evenings at with a look or word of kindness for every one crossing the Pavillon Marsan, where she, and her august husband, the streets and park of Ludwigslust. I one day hired so graciously welcomed all who were distinguished for a carriage, to take me from Ludwigslust to Schwerin, birth, character, or talent-the functionaries of the and, during the drive, I conversed with the honest old kingdom, the poets, the deputies, and the artists. Alas! driver, whose open countenance, and quaint recitals, a dreadful misfortune,-a misfortune which resounded interested me. After speaking of the popular tra- like a clap of thunder throughout Europe,-put an end ditions of his country, of the palace of Schwerin, to those brilliant entertainments, those intellectual reand the dykes of Doberan, I asked him if he had unions! But God watches over those whom he has so ever known the duchess of Orleans. At this ques- severely wounded, and France contemplates, with the tion, he held down his head, and was, for some deepest pity, the young princess, whose high sense of moments, silent, like a person who, struck by the duty supports her in her conjugal grief, by her powerful unusual sound of a word, tries to arrange his confused maternal hope and consolation; and her regret for the ideas; then suddenly recollecting himself, and look-past, is brightened by the promise of the future.

LUCY COOPER.

An Australian Tale.

CHAP. IV.

ration in others, seemed to take away the principal enjoyment of wealth; but, as all overtures towards the interchange of civilities were rejected, Mrs. Kitely had long since adopted the consolatory reflection that she could buy them all up, and that their condescensions were by no means essential to her happiness.

It was, however, in her power to drive to the Homebush races, more splendidly dressed, and in a more dashing equipage, than any other woman in the colony, and to excite more admiration of her person than all the rest could. No public occasion of display was ever lost, nor was she ever seen twice in the same dress; but her dress and equipage were inferior to her dazzling beauty, sustained by an elegance of manner truly fascinating. That Mr. Kitely perfectly adored his lovely wife hardly needs the statement; and he doted upon his children with equal devotion. All that he could do to gratify her lightest wishes was promptly done; and she appeared to return his affection with equal love.

A very stylish carriage, containing Mrs. Kitely, her three children, and a nursery-maid, drawn by a pair of Arabian ponies of a milky whiteness, arrived to fetch away the government woman, and convey her to her new place. The fine lady would not descend, and hardly deigned to notice Mrs. Webster, who very earnestly commended Lucy to the care and kindness of her new mistress, using with much modesty the privi lege of her advanced age, to commence a conversation with a lady. A few moments sufficed to enable Lucy to gather together her small wardrobe; yet Mrs. Kitely showed manifest signs of temper at the delay, and, with petulant impatience, bade her mount beside the coachman, who was immediately ordered to drive home.

BUT those days of profound tranquillity were soon terminated; and bitter were the regrets with which Lucy Cooper contemplated her approaching separation from Mrs. Webster, that she might be transferred into the family of a Sydney attorney, to take charge of three infant children. Mrs. Kitely had seen Lucy on several occasions, and, with the instinctive readiness of her sex, had prized her at her due value; not that she set any further store on religion, temperance, and honesty, than as they might be made available to her own comfort and convenience. Mrs. Kitely was exceedingly beautiful; her education had been completed in London and Paris, whither her doting parents had sent her from this land of her nativity; and a more accomplished person probably never set foot on the shores of Australia. Her father, who had fiourished under the protection of a conditional pardon, accumulated immense wealth, which the growing prosperity of Sydney had increased in a tenfold degree; and it so happened, that, very shortly after Mrs. Kitely's marriage, her only brother had been thrown from his horse, on his return from a prize-fight, in which his man had been victorious, and he had some what exceeded his usual measure of intemperance; thus in a few days Mrs. Kitely became the sole representative of her father's honours and exceeding wealth. In addition to this, Mr. Kitely was indefatigable in the practice of his profession of the law, which in Sydney is lucrative beyond belief: he was unbounded in his expenses, careful only that his lavish expenditure should In this well-regulated family, for so the master and be limited by his income; and he maintained a house- the mistress designed it should be, the coachman was hold constructed on a scale of princely magnificence, and too well-disciplined to address a single word to his in a style of etiquette and observance seldom seen, fellow-servant by his side. Intent upon his Arabian except in the mother country. In one of the loveliest steeds, and handling the white reins and silver-mounted spots of the transcendently beautiful bay of Port Jack-whip with professional dexterity, he left Lucy at leisure son, Mr. Kitely was rearing his mansion: it was designed to indulge in the melancholy regrets that she felt at with exquisite taste, and executed with costly and parting with her excellent friend. But the very pretty elaborate care. The colonial marbles, which yield to drive from Feversham to Sydney soon secured her attennone in beauty of colour and polished surface, were tion. When she had last traversed that road in Dr. plentifully employed: a lawn, gradually gained from the Caveat's dray, the whole country was deluged with rain, solid rock at a large expense of gunpowder, lay sloping and the roads deep in mud. A cloudless sky now canoto the beach, and bounded by a wide terrace and noble pied them; the sun darted his meridian beams upon balustrade. The verdure was perpetual in all seasons; the fainting landscape, and, but for the breeze, the heat tropical and European plants and shrubs were inter- would have been intolerable. But altogether the drive mingled with complete success; whilst a screen of was exceedingly agreeable. A few huts by the roadnative trees, diligently reduced to the picturesque, over-side, which have since become villages, and several gen hung the house and grounds. The whole bay was Mrs. tlemen's residences on either hand, diversified the scene. Kitely's property, and every point was made subservient A high hill, which has since been cut in a bold and to the beauty of the scene. A little island, where they scientific manner, commands a distant view of the rising had erected a bath-house, and formed a private garden, metropolis of New South Wales, whose suburbs now inaccessible to all eyes but their own, bore the classic extend to its very foot. They passed up George street, name of Salamis, and the bay itself was called the gulf thronged with bustling people and equipages, numerous of Egina. Although much of this undertaking re- indeed, and varied by every character of vehicle, from mained to be accomplished, so much was already finished, each degree of propriety and elegance down to the that Mr. and Mrs. Kitely had for some time past resided various orders of vulgar, dirty, and incongruous. Many at Egina; and hence, with professional punctuality, well-dressed persons passed up and down; crowds of Mr. Kitely daily drove in to Sydney alone, in his gig, humbler people, faithfully preserving the language, meditating the most lucrative practice of his profession. dress, and manners of the mother country, pursued their On his return, his solitary ride afforded him leisure to avocations. If there was any observable difference, it direct his thoughts upon his sumptuous home, saying, might be seen in the cabbage-tree hats uniformly worn "What shall I do, because I have no room where to by the men and boys of low degree; and the brown, bestow my fruits? This will I do: I will pull down my beaverless felts, with ample brims, worn by the middle barns, and build greater; and there will I bestow all my ranks. The careful observance of neatness and refinefruits and my goods. And I will say to my soul, Soul, ment, manifested by the higher classes of the town, was thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take conspicuous chiefly in the general similitude to the dress thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry." and manners of the same class at home; whilst settlers, and young men from the country, in bush-clothing, straw-hats, and lengthened beards, were easily distinguishable from the townsmen. Ere they had reached the middle of the city, they turned from the principal street, and crossed a large and open area, dignified with the name of Hyde Park, a treeless space, but bounded by the Supreme Court, St. James's Church and Parson

If there was any drawback to all this splendour, it arose from the mortifying recollection that the neighbouring gentry refused all intimacy with Mr. Kitely, because he was not only connected by marriage with emancipist people, but because he also was similarly descended. To be the possessor of so much magnificence, without the power of raising envy and admi

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