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their intense winter are mitigated. To the enliven-| * MELANCHOLY NARRATIVE
minutes. She proved to be the Conden da Ponte jag blaze, and the clean-swept bearth, and to all the
Portuguese merchant ship, from Bahia bound to L numerous comforts, wbich, in this country, no usually LOSS OF THE ARRONÁ TRANSPORT.
bon. After relating to the Captain our history, we
demanded of him at what time he had first seen the wait upon their junction, they are perfect strangers.
light and learned to our astonishment that they Winter, thou daughter of the storm,
In the old series of the Kaleidoscope, vol. I. pages had not seen it at all; that their own course had I love thee when the day is o'er,
llecrion of brought them to the very spot where the boats were Spite of the tempest's outward roar;
56, 57, 58, 62, 66, and 74, may be found a collection of ,
lying. Some of our pariy instantly ascended the mast, Queen of the tranquil joys that weave affecting narratives of shipwreck, and similar cala
in the hopes of seeing some of our poor absenteri The charm around the sudden eve
mities, upon which the mind dwells with intense and floating on spars; and, after intently sweeping the The thick’ning footsteps thro' the gloom, painful interest. The frightful calamity it is now our horizon, and seeing nothing, the Captain was induced Telling of those we love come home ;
to cruize about the neighbourhood till noon, wbee he task to record, was given in the ship-news, of the last The candles lit, the cheerful board,
said he could detain the ship no longer. The dear domestic group restored;
Mercury, at all practicable length; and the present de ,'This dreadful accident was occasioned by Mr. The fire that shows the looks of glee,
tails serve to illustrate the convenience afforded by this Duff, the First Mate, forgetting bis wonted prudence The infants standing at our knee; our minor work, which, from its exclusion of politics
in taking the candle out of his lantern to see some The busy news, the sportive tongue, '.
I thing more clearly with, when a spark from it, or the The laugh that makes us still feel young; apd news, and various other matters indispengible to a
candle itself, fell on some of the combusible matter The health to those we love, that now
regular newspaper, caables us to put on record many around. His grief at having been the cause of such Are far as ocean winds can blow;
such narratives as the following, which we should other destruction made him, wben solicited to save ble life, The health to those who with us grew,
| decline it: wise be reluctantly compelled to pass by altogether, or And still stay with us, tried and true;
No,' said he, •! pity those in the boat
the most ; for with us it will soon be over, but they The wife that makes life glide away, to give in an abridged form.--Edit. Kal.
will be eating each other in a few days,'-Paretul One long and lovely marriage day.
affection never shone with greater lustre than on the Then music comes; till round us creep
LITRACT OR A LETTER FROM ONLOT TAL PERSONS occasion: mothers and fathers, apparently recardhi The infapt list'ners, half asleep;
SAVED FROM THE ABEONA TRANSPORT.NL
of themselves, caught up ebeir young childıca, a And busy tongues are loud no more,
threw them into the boats; and in one family (2 And, Winter, thy sweet eve is o'c.
u I have tbe melancholy task of informing you of rie's) the eight juniors are preserved one a cidd the destruction of the Abcona transport, of 328 tons, only 15 months old; while the noble parents, with
in which I had embarked, with orber settlers, for the tbeir eldest son and daughter, are numbered with the The winter of 1819-20 wu very carly in its com Cape of Good Hope, ar.d of the dreadful fate of the dead. Another circumstance of a great soul de terra mencemeot, rigorous in its season, and severe in ito great majority of the persons on board ber. In de to be recorded. A Mrs. M'Larca, wird der husband termination, such as for several year has pot visited
| railing to you the circumstances of this fatal accident, and four children, upon tbe flames advancing, retrated var region of the earth: deep snows, nod of long
1, in common with those whose lives bave been mira. into the fore-chains, when, recollecting that I
culously preserved, feel consolation in the consciouse husband was a good swimmer, she implored him to continuation, destroyed a portion of the smaller
dess of having done all in our power to rescue from birds. The little wrco seems to have softered great. I the jaws of death as many of the poor sufferers as the fate that awaited them, as he could not atentky
save his own life, and leave her and their children ly; the goldfinch was also as severe a sufferer. This possible. On the 25th ult. in lat. 1. 30. N. long. 25. and ibeir wishes were attended to bird, we believe, lives almost exclusively upon reeds 39. W. about fifteen minutes past noon, the alarm, “ After a favonrable passage, we arrived as Lataa of plants of the syngenesious order; in the wiatry was given that the ship was on fire. It proved to be on the corb inst. all well; and, baving met with a mootbs it frequente our gardens and cultivated fields, in the lazaretto abaft, the receptacle of all the ship's most marted attention from the Gentlemen of the feedias on the groundsel (senecio vulg.) whicb gestores and provisions. Every nerve was exerted in British Factory, embarked this morning in the Rome Derally abounds in these pincen, where it commonly binding water to the First Mace and seamen who. Charlotte for Greenock. Several of the youn vegelates through every season ; but this supply of
er were down in that place; but all proved useless, for aod boys who have become orphans bave been us food who hidden from him by the snow, and the low by the dense smoke, and the rapidity witb which desirous of baving them, and who bare pledged the
the people in a few minutes were driven up from be- by tbe different English Gentlemen at the above place, wharp winds of February and March, which suc- che fire communicated itsell to every surrounding ob-selves to provide for them." corded the dissolution of it, cut it down, and many lject. In ten or fifteen minutes from the first alarm of these poor birdo perished from want. The young the case was hopeless; the ship beir.g in a perfect agortsmen made unusual harock among the race of blaze, from the inain-mast aft on the lower-deck; turdi, that scarcely a field-fare or red-wing was and from the excessive heat of the upper one, we mo
Brama..., · seen in the spring, and tbe wag of the blackbird mentarily expected the fire to penetrate it: the stiff and vag only partially heard. two gigs were down, and the long-boat almost high
MR. KRAN. The accumulation of mow, tended to the des. enough for clearing the side, when the flames rushing truction of a considerable portion of the smaller
up from the after-hold communicated with the main (From the National Advocate, of December 16)
I riegins. Blew up.co tbe nast-bead like ligbening, and henta of prey, by betraying their haunts. Of all our
blasted every hope of getting her clear. To arcempt animals called vermia, none kecm more admirably I to paint the horror of the scene at this moment would
“We never saw an audience s moved by the post fitted for their predatory life than the martin cat be vain. The sbrieks of the women and children,
and genius of an actor. Len is a very difficult charts (mustela martes ;) it is, sufficiently strong ia body, combined witb the furious element traveling on to
ter to perform. His passions, when contrasted with
age and supposed feebleness, demand no ordinary remarkably quick and active in all its motions, witb devour us, formed a picture of human misery that
to exhibit. o
*** a bheulomme, orma eye so clear and perceptive, and no movable in must rend the scoutest heart.
The mad scenes created great effect, and exmoto
Jis supposed by inany, that his Lear far surpassco diha its orbit, that nothing can stir without detection ; 1. "The panic and confusion-were such, that the long.
his Richard or Othello." and is apparently endowed witb a sense of smelling boat proved too heavy to be launched by the few who
were sufficiently collected to attend co the orders; ** Acute as its other faculties. Its feet are beauti. and, on the main-yard-arm falling, she was stove.
From the same Paper, Dec. 18. tally formed, not treading upright on the ball, likes
Seeing now all was over, and the people were throw-l “Mr. Kean performed Reuben Glenroy, h as the domestic cat, or fux, but sloping to the ground, ing themselves overboard, and into the boats, I also medy of Town and Country, on Friday evening, a baving the balls deeply embedded in the softest and liumped over, and happily was picked up by the ele. I although he imparted to the
jumped over, and happily was picked up by che gig. although he imparted to the character all the interat most elastic bair, that the tread of the animal, even 'Our' anxiety was now to save as many lives as our and force of which it is susceptible, we still think & v pou decayed leaves, is hardly audible ; and it steals three small boats could possibly swim with; and I below his powers and genius. There is no bield for the vinou its prey without any anise betrayiog ito apo rejoice to say that 49 were miraculously preserved. display of those fine points which distinguish bis L . moncha. The fur is remarkably fine, appareutly filled
"A few minutes after I quitted the wreck, the main Richard, and Othello. On Saturday evening ves sich medullary matter: the skin unusually thin and, mizen-masts fell; the flame, rapidly advancing, him in Richard for the third time; he appeared to be and Gexile, impeding none of its agile movemeats, dr
| drove numbers of the poor wretches on the bowsprit, bour under some indisposition. We bove to reach ind combiniog lo render the martin a most deal
where it was our hard lot to bębold them frantic, particular circumstance which has occurred every on
without being able to render them the least assistance. ing of Mr. Kean's performance. Part of the audience structive creature. la winter it lives in bollow trees, l You
w trees, You will judge bow the boats were crammed, when governed by irresistible feelings, have loudly applauled varmly imbedded in dry foliage: in the more husbands, who bad wives and children still clinging to his fine and occasional bursts. The other part, fearful Genial seasons he often sleepo by day in the old nest the wreck, exclaimed against more being received! losing a sentence, and eagerly attentive to the part of a kite or buzzard, where bis dormitory is occa- "We kept close to the wreck all daylight next have arrested this applause midway, by a loud An sionally betrayed by the chattering of magpies and morning, in the hope that any vessel wbich might be This has a chilling influe;ice on the actor, who hasatuan crows.' Their dumbers are but small, our woode in passing would see che immense body of fire, which been accustomed to loud applause, although it is a England beius too easily penetrated' to afford the continued raging till about three o'clock in the morn-compliment to his genius; but she audience nere meneut gbelt
sappeared. A uttle before lones by this applause, because it affords the hot te race is only continued, with probably an annual di-day
di daybreak, when thinking only on the awfulness of to recover bimself, and give greates force to the mud
our situation, and the little chance we bad of reach-ceeding passage, and we have discovered that applant miatution. We have beard that the sum of three
ing the coast of Brazil in our miserable plight, with has an electric influence orer Kean; be is fifty pe at shillings bas been offered for his pads only! proba
a few hammocks only to make sails of, a damaged greater : and indeed applause may not only be como 'bly to be used by the gilders.
compass, and with scarcely any water or provisions, I dered as his right, but, like the Promethaan fire,
the carpenter discovered a vessel close to us. We gives life and animation to his geniu, and adde hun ( To do continued in our neat. s I seized our oars, and were on board of her in a few to his performance."
THE NEW TRAGEDY OF MIRANDOLA. I hear the sound of adunqueury which seale the fate the mascles of the tongue, great applause took place
of his only child, Aud bir owu desolatioa. Nature by way of encouragement; whicb, by the bye, bad a This tragedy (says the Literary Gazette) is a beau. struggles Through a few tbroes, and he expires. contrary effect; and I found tuo late that I bud riful production, and wilt widely extend tbe fame lu ibe developonent of these incideuts, consider. launched my oratorical bark ou a bugodless ocean, of its author, & r. B. Wall
able art is evinced. The alternations of calm and without compass or rudder. After coughing, and unhesitatiugly give to the world: fur no assåmed trouble, of joy and sorrow, are perhaps a little tow agaia adjusting my collar to gaig time, I repeated, title, (though eveu that' of poetical celebrity, “Barry wystematic. Such a writer needs not care for coo- Mr. Chairman, The ladies' eyes, Sir,--a-ibat is, Coruwall,") cau longer avail to obicure hini per tracts, and might safely have abandoned that the ladies' eyes" but here any tongue stuck so poually from the general regard. Under the com- tbeatı ical rule whicb asks for sunshine before clouds, fast to the roof of my inuulb tbat I could uot move bined impression made by perusing Mirandola, and and bright glimpses of happiness to succeed the it, and I sat down amidst general laughter, whilst witnessing its admirable representation on the stage, environing sadness of glovun. Another of the chief | ao audible whisper ran through the roolo " It's all and under the still stronger feeling of friendship for moving powers of tragedy, we inay also state, is re- my eye!”. the writer, we almont dread the endeavour to lay it pented, ihough with great effect, too frequently, You will naturally conclude, Sir, after so great a fairly and dispassionately before our readers : but we all de to suspense. In our judgment, this ea mortification, I returned home not much pleased with - we shall try to discharge our duty as impartial gioe in dialogue should be very sparingly used ; and myself: but I am not yet dismayed; to prove this,
reporters, by abstaining as much as possible not because it has not prodigious influeace, but I shall attend the next debate, fully prepared with fruto ibal language of praise which our sense of merely because it is rather dramatic contrivance, my speech at my fingers'ends; and instead of glan. delight would dictate; aud by allowing the sweet ihau strictly cousunaat will tbe relations of life. cing at the ladies' eyes, I shall attack their ears in poetry of this drama (u plead its own cause and from considering tbese maiters, one or two slight a manner that will reinstate me in their good graces ; speak it. uwa eulogy. And, wbile pursuing this inconsistencies, or rather absence of sufficient causes for I fud of a truth, that it is easier tu rise in a pubcarte, if our readen egter into our opinious, it will for the effects produced, and the occurrence of a lic assembly than to sit down again with credit. add somewhat to the complacency with wbich we few pour expressions, we cherish the thought, that
.; I remain, Sir, yours, &c.. qoute from a composition, (we way without vanity etninently successful as Mirandola has been on the
. TRY AGAIN. sayl udvised, exeired, and instigated, by the pressing stage, and singularly pleasing as it is in the closet, recuan neudatiuus' which the Literary Gazette ad. Mr. Proctor will in future works surpass what be droud to Barry Cornwalt, to iuduce biru tu equiploy has accoinplished in this.
TO THE EDITOR. ha talcals in the regular service of the Tragic muse.
SIR, You see what you have brought upon yourself The story of Mirandola is exceedingly pimple :
by your kin'lness in inserting my last in your paper. the incidents are very few, and those og 'which the
I begin to think myself quite an author, and am in catastrophe hinges are even commvu-place; yet
TO THE EDITOR.
consequence assuming all the privileges of that caste sach is the skill with which the whole is wrought,
of beings. lustead of putting on a clean shirt every s fine is the taste of the texture, and so many are SIR, If Ibe few biute I have put together be day, I now only shift myself three times a week'; the geins of preny with which the web 'js studded, luught wurthy a place in your entertaining and and have left of wearing cravats, as 1 see most of that every thing but adniiration is forgotten as it is wide spreading miscellany, they may, perhaps, an. my brother authors of the present day are stuck up adfolded to the view. It has no pomp of style, 00 sver twu good purposes : - First, as a warniag to in the windows of the priot shops without thein,' I majesty but the majesty of nature; it has no orna. young pretenders, like myself; and, secondly, to have brought down from the shelves on which they meals, au labsured graces but the brirf sweet breath-promute mural and rational instruction through a bad slumbered for many a day, my “ Elegant Exings of a poetic enind; it has no affecting wonder, medium the most improving; I meau, u habit of tracts;" " the Whole Art of Poesie," dove into EngDe road to the heart but the deep pathos of truth, publicly communicating our own thoughts on gene. lisbe by ooe Joseph Lydiard; “ Wrygtyage made wder circumstances of human affliction, aod theral subjects. This brmgs forward opposition, and easy;" and “ Dallas of Styles," which latter, by ibe pourings out of suuld wounded by disappointment, opposition calls forth the latent powers of the mind; way, I find not likely to improve mine, being, as it itaug by treachery, blighted by ingratitude, infuri. fur I consider the human intellect as a spring, the is, one of your stiff, crabbed law-books. My okl ated by jealousy, and maddeued by despair. Aad wore it is pressed, the more you add to its elasticity, maiden servant is utterly discumfited at this anėx. this is genuine inspirativn: these are the real glories I have frequently noticed observations in the Kaspected revolution, she 'is no longer allowed to put of verse, which would force us to overlook as uo- leidoscope, lending to promjute tbe utility of debating my study in order and my books in their proper thing bugdred fuld greuter blemishes than any societies, accunipanied with reference to talent places every inorning : no, Sir, tempora mutantur, that can be detected: su Mirandula. But to the that wanted only encouragement to call it furth.:, as I tell her, I am emancipated from the ignominious
and I am glad to find the advice of your corres-thraldom of obscurity which had so'long bung over Mirandola in o cbüster Parisina. - The Duke, pondeut has been followed; by the establishavent of ne, aod am determined that henceforth my study wader the supposition of his son Guido's death, and la society for literary discussion, under the dire
a society for literary discussion, under the direction shall exhibit a perfect' pictare of literary confusión. tknowing of ibeir original loves, weds Isidora, the of a gentlemau every way qualified for the under. My grocer sent me the manuscript of a rejected (dora briile of Guido. The letters between the taking.
tragedy, “ Odes to the scenie Muse;" &c. &c, wbich pirties have been intercepted and suppressed by 1 A few evenings ago, I sauntered into the new es had been handed over to him by Thé inafiager of the Laabella, the Duke's sister (whose aipbition seeks tablishinent, and iny surprise could ooly be equalled theatre, and whiçb were about lo be applied as wrap. the throne for her son), and her agent Gheraldi, aby my pleasure, on entering a most commodious atunk, whom she has seduced by Ibe promise of a and extensive room, rendered sufficiently warm by Jidea of strewing my table with MSS. abd'réscurd Cardinal's hat. Guido returns to Mirandola, is two large fires, and brilliantly illuminated with gas. the efusions of ao uofortunate brother from goig.' idormed of his hopes, and yet, as far as a broken The audience was not so oumerous as might have noble a fate. They now look exceedingly well on heart can be reconciled, is reconciled to his father been expected, owing, perbaps, to waul of publicity; my table, I assure you ; and if any pryi.se visiter kad-Isidora. But the plotters of the evil take care but lack of oumbers was amply repaid by at least should hazard the remark, that they are out in my
fill the breast of Mirandola with jealousy, agaiust one half the auditor's consisting of ladies. Ambition band-writing, 'nothing is easier than to plead the wisich bin nobler sentiments strive to shield him in is considered as one of the strongest stimulanis of partiality of all great authors for amanuenses. The pain. The sight on his hand of a ring, pledge of the human inind. Is it not strange then, Sir, that, other evening, my cousin Pen (her name is Penelope) bin love, obtained from bis Duchess and conveyed before so many of our amiable couotry women, the came in, and found me epsconced in the remote to Gaido as token of her friendship, fills hiin with laudable ambition to obtain their smiles should have recess of my leathern easy chair, my wig throwsün the bitterest suspicions; to .allay which Guido reso little effect? In vain I urged oge and another the back of my hend, my feet on the fender, and diy solves to 'abandon Mirandola for ever. He declares in begin: at length, disgusted with the apathy of my eyes immovably fixect on the ceiling. I was rele rill pot see Isidora again, and after a fine scene, fellow-meu, 1 courageously determined not to let solved to astonish the poor creature (she has no soul his father bids him farewell. Unhappily, however, the glorious opportunity pass by; and accordingly for literary sublimity, Sir) aud replied not a word Isidora, through their mutual friend Casti, implores prepared to address the president. As the first bluw to her many inquiries after my health. She drew an interview, tu procure the restoration of the ring; is half the battle, I resolved to set off with a witty her chair nearer, and, puiting on ber glasses, looked to which Guido assents.. Meaowhile Casti discovers compliment to the ladies; for the question beiug on into my face to see, I suppose, whether I was asleep. the treachery of Isubella and Gheraldi, from the the wonderful power possessed by the late Miss I started; inuttered “ Avaunt: ibe' fr.is on me; dropping of sume papers by the latter ig bis cell, M'Avoy, without the use of her eyes, I meant to I'm composing!" and throwing myself a little too and rushe, forth to expose the traitors to the Duke prove what the female part could do with them. far back in the raplures of inspiration, lost my wie. He is 100 late. In the joterim Mirandola has been | Well, Sir, I louk off iny hat, and slowly laid it op: and with it my reckoniug; for, between ourselves, I guided to the final interview of the lovers ja the the seat, brushed forward my hair, and placed my was casting up my wasbing bill, and had got more gardeu; and thus convinced of his falsehood, duoms self in a true Ciceroneao 'htritude: with tolerable than half way up the pence. However, the thing hia son lo iostant death. He is led out to exrcu effect, I pronounced, “ Mr. Chairmau!" All war touk effect, Sir; poor Pen drew back full i wo yards tioa; Casti comes, and shows the villany of Isabella';,/ sileut'; every eye was faroed upon the new orator; and a half (I like to be particular) and cried, with the crisja arrives, and the agonized parent, implor. aud as I did not in pediately proceed, owing to an uplifted hands and eyes, " Wby, cousin Marmaduke! ingin merey that his cruel urduru inay be presented, indescribable:0inething which heostrasgely affected you're mad!" To which I rejoined, with my accur
stomed benignity, No, cousin Pen, I'm only musing! | time, I hope, safely lodged in that valuable Biblio- | HORÆ OT1052.No.IV. of these orijinal
Now you, Sir, are in the secret, and kuow that my theque. My poor friend's life was a series of blanders; is reserved for our next number. The author musings bad a very wudignified object, no other than but his last was the most serious of an 2001 . we trust," excuse the postponement in consider that of dedacting a balf-penny per shirt from my
or the cause. The Christmas holidays have next washing-bill at 1 0 Ti t le
You must va
expired. Before our young friends depart to encome I am, my dear Editor, with every respect for your excuse the un-uniform vein this letter is written in ; ter the horrors of Black Monday," we mne za peculiar discernment in the selection of artieles for but my grief is too violent to permit me to be too nice our promise to complete the juvenile Baontal
which we have now carried through our last three Finsertion, truly yours,
cari capitis. numbers. Next week, would be the BOTH MARMADUKE MODISH. Tois 90 dam, Mr Editor, acolod
the fair,” although we know that the Kaleidosed sul Great George-street, 17th Jan. 1821.1 bu k e **Your most obedt: servant, b
o ccasionally sent to our young friends is an am
ent for their leisure hours after school time s
feel proud of such a destination, and should be highly
fantry Para os
Lieut. 88th Infantry.
gratified to see the Kaleidoscope introduced at boulade
P. S. If any of those gentlemen who have spread res panion to Blair's Class Book and other excellent SIR, A circumstance happened to me the other day
ports derogatory to the character of my deceased works now considered as English Classies. Die to which I wish to call your attention. I was walking
thing we feel assured, which is, that there is no wa quietly along the street, when I saw a young gentleman friend would come forward and declare themselves, in the opposite direction, who looked me stea- 1 shall be most happy to give them any'satisfaction they
more unexceptionable in its character, or more he
from any thing which can corrupt the more dily in the face, and at last smiled in the most familiar may desire, in a gentlemanly and handsome way. tising generation. manner and held out his hand to me. I did not at all
After this long digression, we take the liberty to reme recollect his face, but having been a great traveller,
the attention of the writer of Hore Oliose, tai and being a great stranger here, I thought it probable I had formed bis acquaintance in some one of the vari
we have observed to another correspondent on the eo correspondents. co Correspondents
ject of punctuation, which is peculiarly applicable aus situations in which I have been placed. So I nata.
himself, as there is not, throughout eight pegada rally held out my hand in return; when, to my great | THE LATE SHAUGXXASEY O'SHAUGHNASEY, Esq.
manuscript, one single point of any descrivania astonishment, I found it inextricably wedged between
We are informed, by one who pretends to be in the
he invariably adopts that most embarrassing dal t. his and a third, which was held out from behind. On
secret, chat fate has cut the thread of our new
pographical symbols, the dash (-) so profusely, turning, I saw another gentleman, for whom had been
aoquaintance and correspondent, intended the smile and the hand I had taken to myself;
sometimes, we grant, significantly, interspended O'Shaughnasey, Esq. Custos Rotulorum for the county
throughout the works of Sterne. So vaguesses and the beartiness of the squeeze (of which my poor
of Tipperary, but better known to the readers of the
tute for the comma, semi-colon, colon, and full pernil, interniediate fingers got all the benefity proved him to
Kaleidoscope as the author of " Liverpool," an heroic
her leaves every thing to the discretion of the comporta be an intimate friend of the man I had met. After the
poem, two cantos of which have already appeared, to
on whose ideas of punctuation may diffet materially fitu first greeting, each turned round to me (still a captive)
the great entertainment of the town, and four others those of the author. We trust that this hint, vt Y and freezing me with a cold and supercilious glance, at
has for its object the ultimate satisfaction to length released me.
promised; when, if we are to believe his boon This is certainly a new situation
companion, ' in the annals of shaking hands. I am not sure whether
Dermot O'Goster, it has been poor respondents, will be received in the spirit which
Shaughnasey's lot to perish most ingloriously. In the gested it, and not as extra dictatorial on our it ought not to be put down to the score of Practical
pathetic language of the elegiac poet of the old We do not grudge our own labour ; but should W ooden hayot Yours, &c.
fer the punctuation of the author himself, to that AN IDLER. Church yard, when recording a similar catastrophe, we may exclaim
" Death plung d him into the Salthouse Dock," Besides the favours of which we have in our preta osh TO THE EDITOR.
This pathetie line is to be found on a grave stone, not pages availed ourselves, from our prolific and man try
far from the dial, and records the fate of an ordinary tile correspondent, C. under a different cogumi See a Note to Correspondente)
mortal; but that such a genius as Shaughnasey, we have to thank him for others, which we bares som
that so finished a gentleman (we have no spirit for a in reserve. If €. could so far confide in us as we SIR, It is with feelings of the deepest regret that l pun) should go oft in this way, is almost insupportable.
vour us with his address, we should probably
Instead of lying in state, after the manner of men of have to announce to you the demise of my learned
times prefer communicating by private note. O
bis high rank, only think of the Custos Roculorum of sofriend and cousin Mr O'Shaughnasey, who was un
sions do often arise which render such
Tipperary lying in pickle, in the Salthouse Dock. preferable to our ordinary mode of acknoflo "Fortunately drowned in the Salthouse Dock, on Thurs- We will not give credit to the tale for a moment; Had we possessed such a facility of communicare day night last. It appears, that, on returning from land, even at the risk of measuring swords with Lieut.
and, even at the risk of measuring swords with Lieut. we should have availed ourselves of it, to inforte
Dermot O'Goster, we tell him, in the face of the that we have already published, at considerable last that ill-fated dinner at the Star and Garter, he mis
public, that we do not believe one word of the story; topk his way, and, instead of proceeding towards Bog
the story of the lady and the surgeon, which forma
and shall persist in our scepticism, unless we receive subject of one of his communications. If C. should berry-place, where his lodgings are, he directed his a visitation from the shade of Shaughnasey him
sess or have access to the second volume of the Lasteps the other way; and, absorbed in metaphysical self, confirming the catastrophe. If the untimely end
scope, old series, and will refer to paye 81. (X.
of this unfortunate gentleman should be confirmed to 1819, he will find in the Gleaner department, unde? calculation, or, sunk in the romantic shades of imagi
us in so mysterious a way, we trust that his ghost, head « Extraordinary Narrative, the idential 9 ration, walked, very unluckily, into the dock; and, like that of other preturbed spirits, will commu. from Wraxall's Memoirs of his own Times, il (boresco referens) through ignorance of the art of nicate to us where his treasure (we mean the remain
pying two full folio columns. swimming, there lost his life. I blush to relate that ing cantos) are hidden, in order that, in addition to
to the heavy loss sustained in the person of the author, ARREARS.-Having now concluded our Christus wame envious and detractive whisperers have buzzed it
we may not have to deplore the still heavier loss of his departanent we shall endeavour to bring up amani abroad that he owed his untimely end to baving in-| posthumous literary bantlings.
the correspondents to whom we are under pledges duigi + too freely that night in libations to Bacchus.
s to Bacchus. I MATERIALISM, &. We feel very much indebted to | LOGIERIAN System.We hope that the inseren
.. This infamous and unwarrantable defamation I could
the anonymous correspondent who has been at the
SIMON GULLED's letter on this subject will easily refute, were it worth my while; but shall con pains of transcribing, for the Kaleidoscope, a most in regarded as implying a pledge to pursue the dude tént myself by observing, that my friend's character teresting review of a Lecture recently delivered by a sion to any length to which the partizans or oppona
celebrated Professor of Anatomy, whose arguments in of the Logierian system may think fit to proto for sobriety and abstemiousness was noted through the
favour of the theory of materialism are most logically With this understanding we shall give Simox apei whole country, being never known to exceed fourteen and ingeniously refuted. The subject is also treated next week. tumblers at a sitting, and even that not until the door in a manner which renders it admisible to our columns,
admisible to our columns, | ERRATA.We have to notice a few errata in un had been locked and all retreat cut off. On examining in strict conformity with our rule of excluding con
troversies on religious points. The friend, to whom
the physiological and other original papers of riend's papers, and a rouga sketch of the we are indebted for the review which shall appear in
which were probably occasioned by the basto four last cantos of that exquisitely beautiful poem, the next Kaleidoscope, would oblige us much by an
which our correspondent appears to wield hu
For the present, we shall merely notice one error "Liverpool;" and, as the more tasteful readers of early transmission of the remainder. If it were not
the essay No. IV. in our last. The word Andres, -1 using too much freedom, we should venture to hint, your miscellany are, I understand, deeply interested in " that a little more attention to the writing would
column, 6th line from the bottom, ought to barele its continuance, I purport, on my return from Tippe- greatly facilitate our labour of subsequent corrections
ANDRIA. We take this occasion earnestly to im
upon the minds of our numerous and highly-respo rary (where I am conveying the relics of my friend) of the press.
correspondents how much they would enhance the to finish and complete them off, and shape them so as
favours by bestowing some attention to the mana to bear a future insertion. His other papers, con
METEOROLOGICAL TABLES.We have to acknow-
operation of writing, and the necessary require sisting of “Fion Mac Comhal, an epic poem, in 48 and minute meteorological history of the year 1820;
punctuation; although, on the latter essential,
nothing to lay to the charge of Y. Z.
nied by various remarks of the diarist. We shall en-
e Printed, published, and cold cline of the Arts and Sciences in Ireland," have been
shall have an early place, under the scientific depart BY EGERTON SMITH AND CO, all dajmed by the Bodleian libracy; and are, by this ment, il
Liverpool Mercury fie.
toin the prese blast his ambitough purposetion is an opinnocent
pod Queen, and makes every attempt the pe- co
in which he has tur curious by Leicester.ho is Countess of I
ledge her to the world, renders Tressilian | Willing to commit any act that may secure suspicious that their union is of a guilty na. the advancement of his patron, and conse
ture; he resolves to recover Amy for her quently his own, Varney confines his unforKENILWORTH.
father, and with this intent journeys to Lon- tunate prisoner in a stricter manner than
don, to present a petition to the Queen, before ; and finally compasses her death by (VAITTEX FOR THE KALEIDOSCOPE.)
through his powerful kinsman, Thomas, Earl a new and extraordinary expedient, uppa
of Sussex, the rival of Leicester in Eliza-ralleled in the annals of novel writing. , lmTO THE EDITOR.
beth's favour. Leicester, aware that the mediately after her death, arrive young Wal
discovery of his marriage will før ever ex. ter Raleigh (afterwards so celebrated) and Sir, I have always thought that a good clude him from the presence of the virgin others, sent by the Earl of Leicester to prenovelist was at least as valuable as a good Queen, and consequently blast his ambitious vent Varney from executing his diabolical əlilosopher ; and no one will deny that he prospects, makes every attempt through purpose. But it is too late ; and their only s twice as amusing. The one grumbles at us his emissary, Varney, to prevent the pe-consolation is an opportunity of revenging for not being what'we ought to be; the other tition from reaching his royal mistress. But the murder of the innocent and lovely vicLaughs at us for being what we are. If this Tressilian gains an audience; and every tim upon the hardened villain. dea of mine be correct, the author of Wa thing is on the point of being discovered, Such is the outline of the story and my erly, &c. has undoubtedly a right to a place when Varney steps forward, and affirms that readers will perceive what mighty workinge in the shelf by the side of old Bacon. His the petitioner is his wife. Her real hus- of intense interest the situations are calcu3st book proves him to have been a most band has not the courage to confess the lated to produce. Take, for example, first, ndefatigable peruser of all the black letter truth, and Elizabeth, suspecting some mys- the scene at Whitehall, where the discovery, MSS. of the Elizabethan age, to say nothing tery, commands the presence of Amy at so hostile to Elizabeth's vanity as a woman, of the manner in which he has rummaged Kenilworth, whither she has been invited and love of power as a Queen, is on the ut the secret recesses of that most curious by Leicester. In the mean time Amy dis point of being made by Tressilian in the V libraries, the human heart. Some of the covers that she is Countess of Leicester ; presence of the rival factions of Dudley, and ituations in this novel, which turn upon and, escaping from her confinement, sets Ratcliffe; and, secondly, the scene at Kenilde secret marriage of Elizabeth's favorite, forward to meet the Queen as Kenilworth, worth, where the sovereign herself is the be Earl of Leicester, are of the most and compel her husband to acknowledge chief instrument in bringing on a denouepowerful dramatic interest, and are truly her. After a perilous journey, she gains ment, so cruelly evaded by the heartless ir. -ortby the pen of our immortal bard. I entrance in disguise into the castle of which resolution of Leicester, and the ready vilrall endeavour to give a short sketch of she is the rightful mistress, and where every lainy of Varney. The first interview of le plan and conduct of this enchanting thing is in a state of splendid confusion Walter Raleigh, then a handsome and adbok. Amy Robsart, the daughter of an on the Queen's arrival. After remaining venturous youth, with the Queen, who was . oscure Devonshire knight, has been wooed for some hours in dreadful suspense, she at so greedy of adulation from the other sex,
Richard Varney; first for himself, and length accidently falls in with Elizabeth, is admirably told. Not inferior is the de terwards for some illustrious incognito, to who, resolved to clear up her doubts, drags scription of the captive Amy's idolatry of hom she is at length married. He consigns the unhappy Countess into the presence- her unknown husband, and her noble indige er to the care of one of his dependants, visit- chamber, where the Lords are assembled. nation when he proposes to her to appear at g her occasionally in her strict confinement, | The young and beautiful Amy calls upon her Kenilworth as the wife of Varney. But the d allowiog her:every luxury, but still refus- wicked, irresolute husband to acknowledge last sfatal scene, mainly brought about by
to confide to her his name and rank. The her. During the struggle between contending her love for him who sacrificed her to his ace of her confineinent is discovered by passions in his 'bresst, the wretched minion, ambition, is of too deep and dreadful an indmund Tressilian, the friend of her fa- Varney, steps forward once more, claims the terest to be lightly dwelt upon in a faint
er, and her rejected lover. The refusal | Countess as his wife, and, declaring her to be sketch like this ; and I, therefore, refer the - her husband, who is no other than the maniac, obtains the royal permission to re- reader to the work itself, not inferior, in elebrated Earl of Leicester, to acknow- convey herto herformer place of confinement. most points of view, to any this astonishing
this enchanting things the rightful mistress o castle of which res
Goliath of acute knowledge. acute taste, and power of description; the images and allusions | Amidst the gods, a paragon; and thus
are often in the bigbest degree poelical; and the Away! I'm grown the very fool of love. and actute feeling, has produced.
dialogue is no ways declamatory, but spriglitly, re- Gheraldi, the inonk, now informs the Dube when ciprocal, and animated. The experienced reader his son, Guido, who, he supposed, had been kille will soon perceive that the diction is occasionally be wars, is alive, and on the point of retur laboured, and the versification musical; but home, and that be too loves Isidora. The
these defects are, in my opinion, counterbalanced is exquisitely managed; but I am sorry I hear KENILWORTH.-QUADRILLES.
by the force and chasteness of the former, and the not roorn for its insertion. I cannot, however the
copiousness and varietyof the latter. In short, this gratifying my readers and myself with the first TO THE EDITOR.
drama displays an acquaintance with the passions in the second act, in which Gheraldi informs Guide of the human heart, a richness of fancy, a delicacy that his father is already married to Isidora ?
of feeling, and a command of language, which place sudden burst of the suspicions on Guido's mind SIR,- In the new novel of Kenilworth, vol. III. the it far above most of those which haye lately issued and their confirmation producing a momentary author introduces at the rerels, “ parties of ancient in such abundance from the press; and from wbich por of his faculties, are beautifully drawn, and di Britons, Romans, Saxons, and Normans, in Qua
it is reasonable to hope, that its author will, wish play great knowledge of the buman beart.
the help of further cultivativo, arrive, if lie has not Gheraldi. My Lord; Lord Guido! drilles." As I have heard several persons ridiculing I already arrived, at the higbest rank amongst our Guido. Ha! Gheraldi, you? the introduction of Quadrilles (supposing them no modern dramatic writers.
Where's 1sidora ? Is my father well? other than the modern Quadrille dance) at that re As there has already appeared in the last number
Gher. Your father bids
Guido. I'll see him presently : mote period, I beg leave, through the medium of of this journal a simple and well-written descrip. But where s'm
tion of the plot of this tragedy, I shall refer the The Kaleidoscope, to give the meaning of the term
Gher. He has commanded me reader to it, and proceed to lay before him some Guido. Not now, not now; Quadrille, as it has evidently been applied by the extracis, ibat he may judge for himself.
Where is she? intelligent author of this truly fascinating publica- I shall select part of the 3d scene of the 1st act, I
| Gher. First hear the Duke's message ; nay.
Guido. Now, by my soul, I shall be angry with yos. XXIV. in which the character of the sensitive Duke is 1.
Say to your lord, some ten, five minutes hence, lightly unfolded, who is ever and anon seized with r'll see him in his study. You op press me. « QUADRILLE, a little company of cavaliers, pom- vague suspicions that Isidora's affections are be- What do you mean, that thus yo
your head stowed on another. She is berself conscious that in silence; or is't sorrow? pously dressed and mounted for the performance of ca
Ha! she's deadl? such is the case, and is, in constant terror that her Gher. Not so, my Lord. rousals, jousts, tournaments, runnings at the ring, and
husband's penetration, or ber own coldness, will dis- Guido. Why all is well, then : yet, other gallant divertisements.” cover the dreadful secret.
(What do you mean?) you seem to mock my joy, Encyclopædia Britannica.
And lay a leaden hand upon the wings
Duke. Mark! I speak
Of all my hopes.-Oh! Isidora, where,
By the bright god of love, I'll punish you,
Idler, and press your rich red lips until Literature, Criticism, &c. Duke. I spoke in jest: you tremble : I am calm The colour flies. (You see't) as conscious love, or fate, or death.
| Gher. My Lord, nay, do not frown.
I have a story of deep interest, sir,
It is my duty (my sad duty now)
To break into your ear some tiding.
Gher. Reasons of state
Guido. Keep 'em, good monk! I have no stopal | A leaf blown to and fro by every breath :
For any food, but love.
Gher. Strong reasons did induce my Lord ('twas vol From my vowed purpose as the based rock, · Primum ipsi tibi ; tunc tua me infortunia lædent
You were reported dead) to such a bride.
He left the common course that monarchs use, · Telephe vel Peleu. HORACE. The pines away from their strong, rifted holds,
And chose from out the land he governed, one Looks calmly as tho' 'twere sunshine still, and smiles.
Who might have shamed the world.
Isid. I am glad you are so calm.
Guido. That was not well,
Ger. I mean, she was so fair, my Lordi
Guido. I mark you. Well ? veloped, and the action probable. The principal Isid. Oh! I hope not.
Gher. My Lord, your father (urged characters, with the exception of one, are drawo with Duke. You
By some state policy, and fearful lest much nicety and judgment. The sensitive, open. Could never dread me, Isidora ?
Your death should snap the link your friendship fosse hearted, and confiding Duke, whose jealousy is as_Isid. Never.
'Tween him and Count Nravarro) casily Tulled to sleep as it is roused; the geuerous.) For never could I do you wrong, my Lord.
Guido. Chose his daughter ? soldier-like, and forgiving Guido ; and the dark,
dart'l Duke. My own sweet love ! oh! my dear peerless
Gher. No; not-not thus.
wife! . plotting, Machiavellian Gherardi, and Isabella, are
Guido. How then ? Speak. Is my heart By the blue sky and all its crowding stars, pourtrayed with the truest delicacy. Isidora is
Bursting ? What is't, I fear? My very soul dora is I love you better ; oh ! 'far better than
Is sick, and full of some dismay, as though upon the whole a very amiable personage, but she Woman was ever loved. There's not an hour
Fate were upon me. If I dare not ask: displays too little of the woman on the most trying Of day or dreaming night but I am with thee:
I dare not tho' a word would end it all. of all occasions to be much of a favourite. Her There's not a wind but whispers of thy name,
Gheraldi ! no, no, no : silence awhile: grief, on hearing of the arrival of her lover, when And not a flower that sleeps beneath the morn
I will not hear thee now, Oh! heaven and earth she is already married to bis father, is cold and But in its hues or fragrance tells a tale
If it were so it cannot be : it shall not. Platonic in the extreme, and far different from Of thee, my love, to thy Mirandola.
Yet, if it were- Oh! Isidora, you what we should look for in a young woman of sep. Speak, dearest Isidora, can you love
What! you ?-She is as constant as the stars As I do? Can, but no, no; I shall grow ajbility, “who was loved even to madness," and that
That never vary, and more chaste than they. Foolish if thus I talk. You must be gone, woman an lialian.
Forgive, forgive me, that I slandered three | You must be gone, fair Isidora, else
Even in dreams.-Gheraldi, now I'll listen, · Notwithstanding, however, this chilling defect of The business of the Dukedom soon will cease.
And you shall tell your tale. I was a fool the bervine, there are some scenes in this tragedy I speak the truth, by Dian.
Just now. Forgive me, father. Now.. of the deepest and most melting pathos: the one,
Gluer. I said your father did desire a bride for instance, in which Guido reproaches Isidora | Duke. We'll ride together, dearest,
From out his realm. Navarro's daughter there with perfidy, and declares that she was Some few hours hence.
Was woo'd ; now she is married: but he had " his home, his heaven, Isid, Just as you please; farewell.
[Exit. Two nieces His wealth, his light, his mind, his life substantial," Duke. Farewell! With what a waving air she goes. | Guido. Aye, I see't. My father saw | Along the corridor. How like a fawn!
The lady Julia: yes; I see how 'twas. cannot fail to make a impression on the cold. Yet statelier. Hark! no sound, however soft,
It was so, was it not ? est reader; SQ rooted is his love, and so deep (Nor gentlest echo) telleth when she treads :
Gher. He saw her there. and witbering his sorrow, There are many But every motion of her shape doth seem
• Grido. Ay, ay: she was a pretty girl when las passages which display much vigour of sentiment, Hallowed by silence. Thus did Hebe grow
| I was at home: and so he married her 2