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ARMY AND NAVY. THE APRIL NUMBER OF MR. AINSWORTH'S , ILLUSTRATED BY GEORGE MISCELLANY CRUIKSHANK. Price TWO SHILLINGS. The APRIL NUMBER of AINSWORTH'S MAGAZINE, CONTENTS. ADDRESS TO OUR SUBSCRIBERS. THE FIGHT OF THE FIDDLERS. By G. P. R. JAMES, Esq. Part the Second.—THE MUSTER. London, Hugh Cunningham, St. Martin's•place, Trafalgar• square. THEATRE ROYAL, COVENT-GARDEN. UNDER the MANAGEMENT of MADAME VESTRIS. THIS EVENING, APRIL 1, Will be repeated Mozart's Opera of THE MARRIAGE OF F GA 110.—The character of Susanna by Miss Adelaide Kemble; Count Almaviva Mr Stretton ; Cherubino, Madame Vestris ; Doctor Bar tok), Mr. J . Bland; Figaro, Mr. Leifer; Basilio, Mr. C. White; the Countess, Miss Rainforth ; Marcelliva, Miss Grant; Barbarioa, Miss Lane. After which will be repeated the Grand Romantic Fairy Extrava ganza, entitled THE WHITE CAT.—Wunsuponatyine (King of NevermincUtsnamia), Mr. J. island; Princes Paragon, Prtcious, and Placid (his three SODS', by Madame Vestris, Miss Murray, and Miss Lee; Jingo, Mr. Harley; t e White Cat, Miss Marshall. liners open at half past Six, ana the Performances begin at Seven. Dress Boxes 75., Second Price 3s. 6d ; First and Second Circles 55., Second Price zs. 6d.; Pit :38., Seeond Price 2s. ; Gallery Is. Tickets and Places for the Boxes to be taken of Mr. Grogan, at the Box-of. lice, from Ten till Four, where Season Tickets may be had upon a plication. Private Boxes to be had solely of Mr. Andrews, Book. seller, 167, New Bond-street. 1 ROYAL SURREY THEATRE. Real Novelty, and unprecedented Splendour. THIS EVENING, APRIL 1, Will be performed an entirely New Equestrian Spectacle, entitled THE PEARL OF THE HAREM , HER K OOR DISH OVER, AND HIS WAR STEED, BEDA.--With magnificent Scenery, Costume, and Appointments ; a Double Company, E ques t r i an an d Dramatic, and the finest St u d of Horses in tha World. After which, in a more extensive and splendid Arena than ever befoie witnessed, THE SCENES IN THE CIRCLE, introducing Mr. B &TTY'S unrivalled Collection of Animals, consisting of nu merous and matchless Cream coloured Horses, Andalusian Chargers, Spotted Couriers, Fairy P a lf re y s, an d PigmyPoneys, and the most talented Vaulters, Riders, Gymnastics, and Contortionist, in the kingdom. To concha ie with an entirely New Laughable Farce, called THE FAMILY MAN; OIL, HOW MANY MORE WIVES. ROYAL. VICTORIA THEATRE. UNDER THE DIRECTION OF MR. OSBALDISTON Great and extraordinary attraction for the Easter Holidays, THIS EVENING, APRIL 1, will be performed a most interesting New Domostic Drama, in Three Acts, enti'led THE LUCKY HORSE SHOE ; OR, THE LONE CHAMBER OF' THE SILENT HlGHWAY.—Characters by Miss Vincent, Miss Covency, Messrs, E. F. Saville, Dale, Gard ner, Seam in, &c. After which, with gorgeous scenery, dresses, lie., ALADDIN; OR, THE WONDERFUL LAMR—Aladdin, Miss Vincent; the Princess, Mrs. E. F. Saville; Wow Mustapha, Mrs. Griffith . To conelude with THE RED (ROVER—The Red Rover, Mr. Date; Fid, Mr. E. F. Saville; Ilector Homespun, Mr. Gardner; Madame de Lacey, Mrs. Lee. FRENCH PLAYS, ST. JAMES'S THEATRE. Mr. MITCHELL begs respectfully to acquaint the Nobility, Sub. bcribers to the French Plays, and the Palk, that the above Theatre will be RE.OPENEIon MOND A Y NEXT, when Madlle. PLESSY, and Madlle. AVENEL (both of the Theatre Francais), will have the honour of making their First Appearance. The following Pieces are in Rehearsal, and will be produced dur. ing Madlle.Plessy's Emragement Mademoiselle de Belle Isle"— . Le Verre d'Eau," by Eugene Scribe—" Valerie; ou, l'Aveugle"— " Le Jeu de l'Amour et du Hazard"—La Jeune Femme Colere"— " Le Misanthrope"—" Don Juan d'Autriche"—" Le Tartuffe," &c. Madlle. DEJA ZET is engaged, and will have the honour of mak. ing her First Appearance in this country early in May. Monsieur BOUFFE is also engaged, and will appear during the Season. Boxes, 6s. ; Pit, 3s. 6d. ; Amphitheatre (or Gallery Stalls), 3s. ; Gallery, 2s. Doors will be opened at Seven o'clock, and the Per. formances commence at Half-past Seven. Applications for Boxes and Stalls for the remainder of the Season, to be made at Mr. Mitchell's Library, 33, Old Bond-street; Mr. Se guin's 12, Ilegent-street ; M r . S ams ' s, St. James ' s.street ; and at the Box.office of the Theatre, which is open daily, from Eleven till Five o'clock. THE INDIA SUN. IN A FEW DAYS WE PROPOSE PUBLISHING A MA P, SHOWING OUR INDIAN POSSESSIONS, AND TILE SURROUNDING COUNTRIES OF AFFGHANISTAN, (TILE DEPLORABLE SEAT OF WAR), NEPAUL, THIBET, BURMAH, &c. &c. &c. TOGETHER WITH THE. LATEST NEWS FROM INDIA AND CHINA. *,* Orders for the " India Sun" received at the Sun-office, 112, Strand, London, and by all News-agents. Price SIXPENCE. Sun Office, 112, Strand, March 31, 1842. LONDON: FRIDAY MORNING, APRIL 1, 1842. Our country is placed at present, with refer ence to parties and to statesmen, in a peculiar and unfortunate position. The Tories, from a preformed theory of bringing up the revenue to • the expenditure —never dreaming of cutting down the expenditure to the revenue—have re solved to impose on us an onerous and iniquitous additional tax, while the Whigs, having in office professed a somewhat similar doctrine, and being in fact the authors of a large pm tion of that expense which the Tories assert justifies additional taxation, cannot give an effective and zealous opposition to the Tories. They mean to oppose the income tax, becaus e they object to that particular Way of raising the supplies; but they have throughout admitted that the Govern . ment must have an additional revenue. Thus the country, which is at this moment groaning under an enormous burden of taxation, can have no hope of effectual relief from either party, for both agree that more money must be had for the 1 1 Government. 11 , 1;141. .1 1 4 Ai• n e look on that as ominous. The Govern _ 71-4011 c and all our leading politicians are opposed , c" , good of society. The people need a re , .4 4 .1r of their burdens—they need an economi fA • =tt • ministration of their affairs—they need . • , •• s, • e.aOrn for their industry, and the statesmen of 7-11 r ottc partics are chiefly intent on adding to the a Just reitly, in I vel. po s t B vo ., NARRATIVE OF THE SECOND CAMPAIGN IN CHINA By KEITH STEWART MACKENZIE, Esq. Late Military Secretary to the Commander-in-Chief. Richard Bentley, New Burlington -street. Publisher in Ordinary to her Majesty. 13, Great Marlborough -street. THE NEW NOVEL BY L.E.L., " LADY ANNE GRANARD ; OR, KEEPING UP APPEARANCES. IS NOW READY AT ALL THE LIBRARIES, In 3 vols., with Portrait of the Authoress by Finden. Henry Colburn, Publisher, 13, Great Marlborough -street. 13, Great Marlborough-street. MADAME D'ARBLAY'S DIARY AND LETTERS. THE THIRD VOLUME, comprising the Narrative of her Residence at the COURT OF QUEEN CHARLOTTE, Will appear in a few days. *.* Orders received by all Booksellers. Henry Colburn, Publisher, 13, Great Marlborough-street. 7IJ OLBURN'. S ~..NITED SERVICE MAGA. LINE, and NAVAL and MILITARY JOURNAL, ontains— Pn Oceanic Surf. Observations on the Report of the Select Committee of the House of COMMOLIS on Army and Navy Appointments, and on the Report'of the Commissioners for inquiring into Naval and Military Promotions. A Cruise in the Guif of Corinth. Naval Operations in the China Seas, by an Officer of the Nemesis. Sketches of the Austrian Cavalry Service, by a ci .devant Hus sar Officer. Confessions of a Spy, collected by an Officer of the Navy. Reminiscences of a Light Dragoon. Historical Details relative to the Military Forces of Great Britain. A Word to a Field Officer. • Promotion in the Army by Purchase. On the Mortality among the Troops during the Year 1841, in the Windward and Leeward Islands and Colonies. Di.tribution of the Army and Navy, with all the Professional Intelligence of the Month. Henry Colburn, Publisher, 13, Great Marlborough -street. THE MISER'S DAUGHTER, By W. HARRISON AINSWORTH, Esq. Book I. Chapters VI., VII., and VIII. With Two Illustrations on Steel, and a Wood-cut, By GEORGE CRUIKSHANK. Adventure with Theodore A Sketch. By the Countess Hook. By Lord William Harriette D'Orsay. Lennox. Sonnet, written in a fly-leaf Blue Stockings. By Miss of Isaac Walton. By C. S. Pardoe. A Visit to Persepolis. By Our Stall at the Opera. With W. Francis Ainsworth, Esq. an Illustration by George The Battle of Lodi. By the Cruikshank. Hon. Julia Augusta May- Shakspeare. By Laman Blan- nard. chard. STRAWBERRY HILL RE-VISITED. By DUDLEY COSTELLO. With Twelve Illustrations, By W. ALFRED DELAMOTTE. The Magpie of Marwood. An Legends of the Monts-Dores. Humble Ballade. By Mr. 11. La Malroche. By Miss Buller of Brasennose. Costello. The Play Behind the Scenes. Melange of the Month, Dra- By Uncle Sam. matic and Musical. Bulwer's 41 Night and Morn- Sonnet to the Editor. ing " and " Zanoni." A Page of New Publications. Letter from Ned Hy de. 4 •—• eil, ' .?v - '. , - ,-.., , , , .... C 7 l :I(.t.NAtt , ..,,,, L 7 70...., iii;;i:Ci l i b* '4, r'S ' , ci. , ii i - - 4 , 0' w , • ,I`x\"_ /L ;' m 0 .., ` I 0 - — . 2 ,, - ... ...„ .4., ~ .....; ::).1, , _ , cyt 0% . 1....118 ' ‘l.. ' - Ott eguia4 national expenditure and the national burdens. rSuch an opposition between them and the public welfare must weaken the Government, let it be placed in whose hands it may. The people find its burdens too grievous to be borne, and more than it is worth ; and to add to the load may make the nation throw it entirely off. To us it seems that the lessons of experience are lost on our leaders. With the most solemn aspect, but with the greatest levity of mind, Sir R. PEEL proposes additional taxes, as if he were merely setting down to a state dinner. lie can not be ignorant that excessive taxation has been the precursor to national decay and re volution. If the French had been prosperous no demagogues would ever have induced them to put down the• Monarchy, and put the BOURBONS to death. The enormous burdens laid on the bulk of the people by the Government and the aristocratic classes were the causes of the French Revolution. It had its origin in distress, brought on by financial oppression. Similar causes made the people of the states which surrounded France indif erent to their Governments, arid the oppressive taxation levied on them was a more potent cause than the valour of the French armies of the subjugation of the monarchies of Europe. Take, for example, the case of Holland as an illustration of the whole. At the close of the lith and beginning of the 18th centuries, Hol land, whose people were then prosperous and united, was able to resist the whole powers of France. Before the breaking out of the French Revolution they had become comparatively poor and discontented, and soon after that event occurred they opened their fortresses and towns to the French. 'Now there is no doubt that their discontent was mainly the consequence of exorbitant taxation, which should be an especial lesson to us, as it was inflicted by a quasi popular Government. In Dr. SMITH'S time, " heavy taxes upon the necessaries of life bad gone so far in Holland, that they had ruined, it is said, their principal manufactures, and are likely to discou rage gradually even their fisheries and their trade in ship-building." That heavy taxation continued to cut up the trade of the Dutch, destroyed their property and patriotism, and made them an easy prey to the French Republicans. In spite of these terrible lessons our states men are treading in the same paths as the states men of France, Holland, and Germany, before the French Revolution. Much of our prosperity as compared to them, arose from circumstances the reverse of those of Holland. According to Dr. SMITH, " the taxes upon the necessaries of life were then inconsiderable in Great Britain, and no manufacture has hitherto been ruined by them." Since then, however, our Government has surpassed all other Governments in heaping taxes, partly for the service of the State and partly for behoof of monopolists, on the necessaries of life. They were emphatically, indeed, warned by the great authority we have quoted, but warned in vain, that Taxes upon the necessaries of life have nearly the same effect upon the circumstances of the people as a poor soil and a bad climate. Provisions are thereby rendered dearer, in the same manner as if it required ex traordinary labour and expense to raise them. Such taxes, when they have grown up to a certain height, are a curse eqval to the barrenness of the earth and the inclemency of the heavens ; and yet it is in the richest and most industrious countries that they have been most generally imposed. Our statesmen have seen this verified; they have seen an industrious people ground down to poverty and despair by excessive taxation ; they have seen them filled with discontent, and beard them demand great constitutional changes ; yet they perversely persist in adding to their burdens, and increasing their distress and dis content. They are driving the people to the wall, and leaving them no alternative but t ) be destroyed themselves, or destroy the Govern ment. If, from the unteachable arrogance and pride of the routine men, whom the ignorance and selfishness of the electors have placed at the head of our affairs, England is doomed to decay, similar to that which excessive taxation and aristocratic oppression brought on Venice and Holland, writers, like ourselves, will only have to mourn over a calamity they have no power to avert. We may think perhaps that the fate of an individual is in his own hands ; the fate of nations, however, their grandeur find decay, arc to the order of nature, and must be the work of PROVIDENCE. Nevertheless, it is given to man to avoid the rocks on which others have split and it is now, therefore, the duty of the people to resent that increase of taxation which has been in other cases so fatal to national greatness. Primarily, they ought to oppose the proposed income tax as the most odious of all taxes, but, secondly, they ought to resist all increase of taxation, and let the Government understand that its preservation is not worth purchasing by the poverty, misery, degradation, and ruin of the people. We have never advocated vhat is falsely called protection for any one class of producers, but we have always been aware that consider able injustice has been committed by reducing the protecting duties on certain foreign com modities, and will be again committed should such duties be again reduced before the Corn , la ws be abolished. Free trade must begin by abolishing the master monopoly. Though the silk and glove manufacturers have struggled through the difficulties of competition, since Mr. HUSKISSON and the late Lord SYDENH AM ex posed them to its rough breezes, and have been, as we believe, much improved, yet owing to the continuance of the Corn-law, success has been purchased by very considerable sacrifices, both on the part of the masters and the workmen. It is a manifest injustice to keep out foreign corn by a high duty on the pretext that the land is peculiarly taxed, and, after having by this means laid a very heavy and peculiar burden on handicrafts, to expose them to the com petition of other people, whO are not subject to their burdens. It was well said by Mr. MACFARLANE, at the meeting of the Edinburgh Merchants' Company, that " while corn and food remained at their presen prices, and the whole general taxation re• mained the same as now, our handicraft la. bourers could not compete with their brethren on the Continent." The glove trade at Yeovil, of which some ac count will be found in another part of The Sun, is a case in point, and the manufacturers there feel the injustice with which Sir ROBERT PEEL'S tariff threatens them so strongly, and dread so much the injury he will inflict on them, that they have resolved to suspend working for one month. About 20,000 persons will suffer the want of bread from that resolution, which is one of the first consequences of Sir ROBERT PEEL allowing the competition of foreign glovers under a small fixed duty, while he will not allow the competition of foreign corn-growers except with an onerous sliding scale. The people of Yeovil complain of the cheaper provisions obtained by those with whom they will now have to compete; and, as long as the Corn-law is continued, we must con tend that their complaints are well founded. One of the curses attendant on those laws is, that they forbid extending free trade in manufac- tures. It is on this ground alone that we have any sympathy with the protected manufacturers; and were the corn-trade free, we should be amongst the foremost to contend that the Yeovil glovers have no more right to tax people in the price of their gloves, than the landlords have to tax them in the price of their food. Sir R. PEEL and the Tory journals, who are very noisy, if not very consistent advocates of the principle of protection, their reclamations ought to have great weight. Ile has armed them against himself. He has stolen into power on the principle of protecting " native industry," and native industry will compel him to act on the principle, or give up his power. In particular, he has encouraged the farmers to believe that they must, and that they will be protected; and we are not sorry to see the agriculturists in different parts of the kingdom repudiatingh is tariffbecause it violates the principle of protection. We told Sir ROBERT PEEL from the first, that by propo sing to deal out protection to all classes he had THE SUN, LONDON, FRIDAY EVENINCT. APRIL 1, 1842. undertlken an impossible task, and his own dear friends, the farmers, are the first to turn against him. We expected that he would be well baited by some of the protected classes, but we were not quite prepared to see his own petted dogs ready to hunt him to death. The enlightened and intelligent people of Edinburgh are setting the citizens of London and of the empire a good example. At a numerous meeting of the inhabitants, called by circular, held on the 29th ' ult., the LORD PROVOST in the chair, they resolved:— That of all the modes of levying the necessary sup plies, an income tax is by much the most objectionable, being unequal, oppressive, and inquisitorial, and which should never be resorted to but in cases of extreme necessity. That no such necessity exists, and we therefore resolve to give the imposition of this tax, proposed by Sir R. Peel, our most determined oppoßition ; and we now in struct our representatives in Parliament, the Right Hon. Thomas B. Macaulay and W. G. Craig, Esq., to lay these resolutions on the table of the House of Commons, and to use every means in, their power to prevent this most odious tax being inflicted upon us. On the same day the Merchant's Company of Edinburgh adopted some similar resolutions, of which we quote a part, particularly the last, with great pleasure : That an uniform tax upon income, whether derived from property, profits of trade, professional exertions, terminable annuities, or otherwise, is essentially unjust in itself, inquisitorial in its nature, oppressive and une qual in its operation. That the imposition of such a tax is more especially to be deprecated in the present condition of the country, when the necessaries of life are at the highest rate, when trade is languishing and profits reduced to the lowest ebb. That on these grounds the imposition of an income tax ought to be resisted, and further, that the thanks of the Company be tendered to those Members of the House of Commons who have opposed it, and that they be re spectfully requested to persevere in their opposition to it by every means which the forms of Parliament and the Constitution of the country will permit. That is the true spirit in which this weighty affair ought to be taken up, and if the excellent example of Edinburgh be followed, there is yet time to compel Sir ROBERT PEEL to give up his ruinous and insane project. The opportunity is favourable for enabling public opinion in a good cause to triumph over a corrupt and selfish Legislature, and establish, in fact and truth, the dominion of the many over a usurping and heart less few. MESMERISM. A lecture on Mesmerism and Braidism was delivered at the Waterloo-rooms, Waterloo-street, on Monday evening, by Mr. H. Brookes, a gentleman who, we under stand, has devoted much attention to the subject of ani mal magnetism. Mr. Brooks read an introductory paper to the audience, in which, after briefly glancing at the history of Mesmerism, and some of the more striking facts in relation to the science, passed on to a con sideration of the more immediate subject of the even ing's lecture, namely—somnambulism or sleep-waking. The lecturer next referred to the class of phenomena known by the name of clairvoyance, or transference of the senses, by which individuals were enabled to per ceive not only the objects by which they were imme-. diately surrounded, but things at greater or less distances, and notwithstanding the intervention of numerous opaque objects, in the dark as well as in the light, and all this without the aid of the ordinary organs of vision. In support of these facts, Mr. Brookes quoted numerous cases recorded in the works of M. Chardel, Dr. Elliot son, and others, as well as some extraordinary experi ments detailed by the Rev. Mr. Townsend, and pro ceeded to say that a patient upon • whom he had experi mented himself, was able, with her eyes completely closed, to see objects placed on the pit of the stomach, although entirely out of the line of vision. Another extraordinary faculty possessed by mesmeric sleep= wakers was that of perceiving their own internal or ganisation, and that of the mesmeriser and such others as might be placed in communication with them. The former of this class of phenomena—namely, percep tion of their own internal organisiation—he had veri fied by a long and patient investigation on the subject whom he should. introduce to the notice of the audience that evening. He now paised on to another class of phenomena, equally if not more extraordinary than those which they had already considered : he referred to the sleep-waker's perception through the mesmeriser. It was asserted that though the sleep-waker had no percep tion of impressions made on his own organs of sense, yet he perceived those made on the senses of hearing, smelling, taste, and touch of his mesmeriser. This se condary sensation, as regarded hearing, smelling, and taste, he had himself verified, but h a d no t b een ale to succeed in creating a secondary sense of feeling ; but it did not fellow, because he had failed, that it could not be produced by others. The next phenomenon to which the lecturer called the attention of the audience was that of the attraction of the mesmeriser. In the mes meric sleep, that state which immediately preceded sleep waking, the head of the patient slowly followed the hand of the magnetiser, as iron followed the magnet ; and in ' slcep-wakint,, wLen the patient h a d acquired a command over the voluntary muscles, this singular power became more marked, for if the mesmeriser moved to aishort distance from the patient, the latter experienced a strong " drawing," as they expressed it, towards the place to which he had moved, and this impulse' they found it im possible to resist. The lecturer concluded his paper by describing some of the extraordinary phenomena exhi bited in a state of sleep-waking, by the attraction and influence of metals. The contact of silver, nickel, and glass, produced on the sleep-waker a painful sensation, while. gold produced a much milder effect. Of this he had witnessed many. interesting proofs, some of which he would be enabled to exhibit to the audi ence in his subsequent lectures. A young girl, about twenty years of age, a servant of Mr. Yrookes, was then brought on the platform and placed in a chair. She appeared fo be in a state of high nervous excitement, At the request of the lecturer and the audience Mr. Levison, surgeon-dentist, - ascended the platform, and tested the state of the patient during the various stages of the proceedings. Having taken her seat in a chair, Mr. Brookes placed himself behind his sujet, and com menced his experiments by making passes from the head dowlward and along the arms and limbs, and, after ope-- rat* in this manner, ahont three minutes, mesmeric sleep was produeed. • 'The girl remained in this state about a quarter of an hour, during which time, although a percussion cap was discharged close to her ear, she ap peared to be totally unconscio us o f it s soun d. Th e organs of speech, as was explained, were then demesmerised, by mesmeric passes, and the state of sleep-waking ensued. The mesmeriser having now retired to the end of the platform, the girl arose slowly from the chair, turned gradually round, and began to move with great caution towards him until she was stopped by coming in contact with his person. On being asked where she was going, she replied " she did not know." She was then led to the chair; and desired to sit down, when the mesmeriser made a few paSses on each side of ths fore head, over the organs of time and tuna ; and, after the lapse of a few seconds, she exclaimed, "Hush ! hush ! I hear beautiful music," and forthwith began to sing, "The Troubadour," with much judgment and expression. The song was stopped, by the mesmeriser passing his , hand over the same organs, in a different direction. The lecturer again retired to another part of the platform, and was followed in the same manner as before by his patient ; and, on being asked why she did not sit down, she replied" Something draws me." These experiments, in illustration of the extraordinary power of attraction exercised by the mermeriser . over his patient, were re peated several times with the same results ; and, as ' a considerable time had been occupied in reading the in troductory paper, Mr. Brookes deferred his further ex periments until the following evening. On Tuesday evening Mr B. delivered his second lecture, after which he proceeded with his experiments, of which the following account has been furnished us by a correspondent :—" The young woman who was operated upon on the previous evening was again brought on the platform, and was thrown into a mesmeric sleep by the methods before employed, in about two minutes. Her insensibilty whilst in this state was satisfactorily tested, after which her hand was de mesmerised, and on being pricked with a pin she exhi bited the usual indications of pain. Her sense of hear ing was next tested, by 'discharging a percussion cap close to her ear without startling her ; but, on one of her ears being demesmerised, the report c ause d h er to scream, and hysteria ensued. This having been allayed, the attraction exercised by the mesmeriser was proved by a series of expriments, after which Mr. Brookes invited Mr. Wilson, the phrenologist (who is at pre sent lecturing in Birmingham), to step on the plat form, that he might investigate certain exp.::riments which the mesmeriser proposed to make on indi vidual organs. The organ of benevolence was first excited, and, on the suggestion of the lecturer, Mr. Wil son put various questions to the girl, for the purpose of eliciting the state of her, feelings : her answers were in dicative of a state of mind under the influence of bene volent thoughts, but on the organs of combativeness and destructiveness being excited her be nevo l ent i mpressions manifested a marked change. The organs of self-esteem and love of applause were next put inaction, and produced corresponding manifestations. On being asked to sing, the girl refused: but on the organ of tune being excited she said that she heard music, but that it was very bad. The organ of time was then acted upon, when the face of the patient brightened up with an ex pression of delight ; and,' after an exclam a ti on f or silence she commenced singing " The Warrior's Death and other airs, in a very pleasing and effective style. On the suggestion of Mr. Palmer, the organ of colour was next excited, and the patient proceeded to describe beautiful flowers which she saw, of " all colours, and in heaps," and on the organ of individuality beingoperated upon the' flowers were named, although previously she could give no description of their character. These ex periments, ogiv ewhich g were continued fa c s o a n t t i i s nu e e ta diofor to aocotnhe audience,siderable t a ime s , appeared affording a perfectly novel and interesting illustration of the phrenological organs.—Birmingham Paper. LOGAN ROCK, NEAR THE LAND'S END.—This great lion of the West, after being kept for the last se veral years, by means o f c h a i ns an d pro p s , from falling off the rock on which it stanei, is once more brought back to its former position. It appears that it had been gradually wearin g away t h e part on wh i c h i t stoo d, until it had became a foot distant from its own basis. By the ingenious adaptation of four screws, however, invented by James Tregurtha and J. Hutchens, of the village of Treene, they succeeded in forcing back the rock to its original place, and it may now be moved with greater facility than before, andequal safety.—Cornwalkiazette. j MAGAZINE DAY. BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE. Blackwood is quite delighted with " Sir Robert Peel's policy," and in an article discussing its charac ter, gives the Tory Premier credit for the most ex alted statesmanship. "In his financial propositions," says Maga, " how frank and cheerful are his expo sures !" Cheerful indeed ! For a Tory is never so much in his element—never exhibits such " buoy ancy and alacrity of spirit ;" these were Sir Robert's own words on entering on the question of the Budget —as when he is proposing some new project of taxa tion. To remit taxes always grieves a Tory, for he looks on such remission as so much hard cash in directly taken' from the pockets of his own party; but to increase their weight and number gives him inordinate delight, 'for he is thereby furnished with the means of satisfying his ventripotent, wolf-bellied comrogues. It may be imagined, therefore, with what feelings of ecstacy Sir Robert Peel must have decided on an income tax ! No more long, sour faces among his supporters ! No more hungry cla mourers for place:or pension 1 lle will now have the means of giving them enough, •and more than enough, for well-salaried district commissioners, backed by a whole host of tax-gatherers, will ere long blacken over the face of the country, and devour its produce like: a cloud of locusts. The writer goes on to praise the Tory Premier for his boldness in having purposely selected the most obnoxious tax possible. That it is "painfully inquisitorial" is, we are assured, the greatest recommendation of the in come tax ! That "it must ever be in the last degree unpopular," is the characteristic that raises it above every other species of impost. And yet—notwith standing this acknowledgment of its extreme unpo pularity—the writer observes, in the sentence imme diately preceding, "within all our experience, we remember but this one instance of a scheme for taxation having been received with clamours of ap plause !" So the extreme unpopularity of a measure is the true test of the popular approbation of it. The people are delighted with it, in exact proportion to the degree in which they abominate it ! Now if this be really the case—if we are to derive pleasure from that which gives us pain, and receive with " clamours of applause " the scheme which annoys us—how gratified a soldier must be with a sound flogging, and what ecstacies the Bishop of Exeter must have been thrown into when deprived of his rich living of Stanhope ! In the " World of London," there are some severe, but just strictures on the mean, mercenary spirit that compel s u s t o p a y f or a sight oisome of our great public buildings, which, as they were erected at the national cost, should be thrown open gratuitously to the country. The fol lowing sly sarcasm is not undeserved by the subject of it :—"We were rather surprised, on looking over the works of the facete and venerable Sidney Smith, the uncompromising antagonist of Ecclesiastical abuses (those of Deans and Chapters only excepted), to find not one solitary letter to Archdeacon Singleton, on the subject of St. Paul's cathedral exhibitions." It is an ill bird that fouls its own nest, and the waggish Prebendary of St. Paul's knows better than to de nounce the abuse on which he fattens. " Caleb Stukely" is a tale much too exaggerated in its character. The sketch, in particular, of a Cambridge wine-party is ridiculously overcharged, so much so, as to make us doubt whether the author ever really witnessed what he has undertaken to describe. The episode of Emma Fitzjones is by far the most striking part of the narrative. It is full of force and feeling. The " Northern Circuit" is clever, but many of the scenes would have been greatly improved by concen tration. We extract from the " World in London" a description of some of the singing-rooms in the modern Babylon : So much for singing-rooms above ground. But these are not all ; the bowels of the earth are excavated to afford nocturnal orgies to idle and dissipated young men about town. When all sober, respectable people are in their beds, these musical infernos, disguised under the name of Shades, Elysiums, Cider-Cellars, Finishes, and the like, commence their operations late, and about two o'clock are in the height of their glory. TiCe host, sur rounded by a quartette or so of sweaty, clammy-looking gents., in seedy suits of black, assumes the chair, and whilst the guests are absorbed in smoke, gin, welsh-rab bits, chops, and-conversation, the operations of the clammy-looking gents., who are no other than profes s sional singers, are successively announced from the chair, with loud knocks of hammer upon table—" Silence, Gents., if you please, Mr. Lush is going to oblige ;" whereupon Mr. Lush, taking a preliminary swig at the brandy-and-water before him, throws himself back in his chair, and turning up the whites of his eyes to the ceil ing, as if invoking the aid of Apollo, roars out, with the lungs of a stentor, " The Bay of Biscay 0 !" or " On board of the Arethusa," the entire auditory, joining lustily in chorus. Loud thumping of tables, making the glasses ring again, rewards the performance of Mr. Lush, while the worthy host hammers the table again, calling out, "Order, Gents., order if you please,"—which is not to be understood to mean " order," in the Parlia mentary sense, but as a gentle hint to the guests to order in more chops; Welsh-rabbits, and brandy-and water. After this we are entertained with the announce merit from the chair that we may expect a sentimental song from Mr. Swipes, whereupon that gentleman, 'a thin cross-in-love looking . gent., with a face the very incarnation of ,?in, trills out, " She wore a wreath of roses," or some-such bit of maudlin sentimentality, in dulcet strains. After a decent interval, the announce-- ment follows, that "Herr Joel, the celebrated safflower (siffleitr), will oblige ;"—whereupon that good-humoured person, applying a walking-stick to his lips, entertains us with capital imitations of sundry wind instruments, con cluding with a mimicry of singing-birds,from the night ingale,,to the wren, so admirably executed, that, by shut ting . your eyes, you may, without any violent stretch of imagination, conclude yourself in the shop of a bird fancier. Next follows, "I know a bank," (rather sur prising announcement that,) from the united pulmonary apraratus from Messieurs Swipes and Lush; after which comet, " The merry Christ-churCh bells," " Mynheer Van Dunk," or some other glee, madrigal, or catch, with the' whole vocal strength of the establishmept. If we did not consider it our duty to notice every phase of London life, we should rather have abstained from mentioning the existence of these subterranean musical caverns. No man who loves music for its own sake, or - as a refined or elegant enjoyment, can feel any pleasare in resorting to those dens, reeking with a dense atmosphere of smoke, flavoured with the mingled fumes of the public-house and the cook-shop. They area de cidedly and frequenting them stamps ainabad styles antau o v aisf places , Slij et. The worst habits, the lowest tastes, are therein contracted. BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY. The present chapters of " Richard Savage" contain, among other incidents, a graphic account of the rescue of Elizabeth Wilfred from the clutches of one of her unscrupulous admirers, by the hero, Savage. This clever adventurer is new fairly launched on the world, on which Mr. Whi te h ea d , i n hi s assumed and has just completed hi s t rage d y o f Si r Th omas Overlmry i character of biographer, pronounces a very just ver dict. In a casual notice of Aaron Hill, this gentle man speaks of him as " being a genius ;" but such was not the fact ; he was an author of very ordinary calibre, though Pope, for prudential reasons, flat tered him by the title of " a swan of Thames." The " Mayor of our Town, and his London 'Contempo rary" is a whimsical anecdote, whose object is to show that Mayors, whether provincial or metropolitan, are by no means prodigies of wisdom. For our own part, we cannot take it on our conscience to assert that We ever remember to have haard or read of any one of these dignified civic functionaries, who, in the slightest degree, reminded us of Solon or Ulysses. The " Lass of Albany" is a song by Burns, which, it seems, is now for the first time published. It is a very sorry affair. The "Necromancer" is a tale of di ablarie, by Miss Romer, the leading idea of which ap pears to have been drawn from an incident in Schiller's impressive romance of the " Ghost Seer." The " Phi losophy of Money" is a smart essay, in which occurs the following truism It is usually acknowledged that poverty is no sin, neither is the plague; but the worldly wise cautiously shrink from the contagion of both." We may go further, and add that, though morally speaking, poverty is no sin, in the eye of the law it is one of the most flagrant offences that a man can commit; else wherefore do so many poor men find their way from a police-officetoßiixto f n, sl f e o e r pin n g o worse crime than having been guilty o under door-ways and in the open streets? All vir tuous and respectable individuals are expected to have a roof to shelter them; and if they have not, it is a proof that they must be "rogues and vagabonds," and our sapient police magistrates make a point of treating them accordingly. " Polyphemus and Ga latea" is sad stuff. Luckily it is short. The " Secret" is by a writer who signs himself "Dalton." It is a most ingenious idea, and forms an appropriate First of April romance. It is by many degrees the most entertaining and novel article in the Number. " The Merchant of Venice! is one of Ingoldsby's humor ous and fanciful poems, and professes to be the verit able original of S,hakspeare's play of that name. It is clever, butnot in its author's happiest vein. George Cruickshank has illustrated it with his ususal ability. We may add that the illustrations generally through out the Number are very excellent, both as regards design and execution. " Hours in Indostan" are from the pen of Mr. Addison. We quote from this article some impressive details of an adventure with a lioness, related by the sufferer himself : I was quartered high up the country, commanding a detachment, at least fifty miles from any other Euro pean. :Nry only recreation was lion-hunting, which I occasionally indulged in, and succeeded in d es t roy i ng several of these su p er b animals, which were here so nu merous and so bold, as often to approach our tents, and carry off our provisions. I was thus amusing myself one morning, well-mounted on a fleet Arab, followed by a dozen men on foot, and armed with an unerring rifle, when one of my people suddenly discovered the prints of a lion's paw in the sandy plain over which we were passing, apparently in. dining towards a deep jungle some two hundred yards in advance of us. I instantly dismounted to examine the foot-marks, and was carefully tracing them, when a sudden cry of terror mado me look up. I did so, and beheld in front of me a magnificent lioness, which had suddenly bounded out of the covert. Not a moment was Thus I was carried for about a hundred yards, when, overcome by pain, the lioness dropped me, and lying down, began to lick the blood which streamed from my wounds. I could feel her rough tongue as it passed along the bitten parts, and tore open the tooth-marks. I could feel her warm breath as she placed her mouth to my lacerated shoulder. One gripe more, one single wound in my throat, to which she was close, and I knew all would be over. I even attempted to turn over to her, to offer it to her jaws. She placed her paw on the bare bone of my shoulder, and rolling me back, adding an other, and if possible, a more acute pang, to my suffer ings. Again she began to suck up my blood as I lay groaning beneath her. - My servants, I supposed, rallied and alarmed her ; fur she suddenly once more started up, and making her teeth meet in my left arm, began to drag me away. Good Heavens ! I feel even at this moment the same agony I then endured. In recalling the tortures of that instant, I almost fancy I again experience the pain she caused me as she dragged me along, evidently bearing me towards her lair, to feed her whelps. Suffering as I was, I knew all this ; I read my doom, and shuddered at it. Twice did the flesh break away from my arm, and twice did she renew her savage hold on me, and that so powerfully, that she succeeded in getting me inside the jungle. Here she paused, unable from pain toproceed further. Two or three shots were fired at her without success. At length, finding her situation perilous, and her prey likely to escape, she retired a few paces, and determining on one effort, raised herself, and opening her huge jaws, suddenly bounded on me. I felt her teeth, but they closed not ; I felt her whole weight on Me, but she stirred not. In the next moment I heard a human voice. I was released from the ponderous load, and lifted up—the lioness lay dead at my feet. NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. Mrs. TroHope here resumes the history of the ad ventures of her well-known " "Widow Barnaby," who is now about to figure at New Orleans, together with her exemplary husband, and affectionate daughter Patty. This is a good idea, and will enable the authoress to indulge in many a sarcastic and carica ture sketch of the habits of the Yankees, who are in no respect the gods of her idolatry. The " School mistress Abroad" is the continuation of an article that appeared in the last Number. It is by the Editor, who hits off the splenetic whims of a travel ling Englishwoman with much caustic humour. This lady makes a point of " hating every thing and every body she meets with." She hates every thing foreign ;" hates the Continent, " because its so large ;" hates the aristocracy, " because they're so fond of going abroad ;" and hates Dissenters, " because they are not High Church." Sterne in his " Sentimental Journey" has already noticed this nu merous class of discontented English travellers, "who travel from Dan to Beersheba, and find all barren ;" so - Mr. Hood is merely treading in his footsteps. " Suit ing the Action to the Word," is a sprightly prose essay, and indulges in some arch sallies, at the ex pense of matter-of-fact people, who can afford to be laughed at, seeing that they constitute the thriving portion of the community. " Reminiscences of 'a Medical Student" is a story on the old subject of seduction ; the details, however, are well wrought up. " Phineas Quiddy"—Mr. Poole's best prose tale—evinces much practical acquaintance with the habits of the every-day world about us. " Courts and Court Journals" is harmless gossip ; but it lacks point and vivacity, and is therefore unworthy of Lady Morgan. In the series of reflections, entitled " Short Rides in an Author's Omnibus," there are several subtle aphoristic thoughts. We have been pleased with the following pertinent illustration of disinterested grief :—" Cooke, the tra gedian, was in the habit of giving orders to a widow lady, who was once sitting in the pit with her little girl, when their friend, the performer, was about to be stabbed by his stage rival. Roused by the supposed imminence of his danger, the girl started up, exclaim ing, Oh, don't kill him, sir, don't kill him ; for if you do, he won't give us any more pit orders !' Her disinterested grief, like the gratitude of some people, was a lively sense of benefits to come." The " Earth quakers" is a passable quiz on the late predicted cala mity. A " Remonstance" is a graceful poem, and we subjoin it for' our reader's amusement :--- A REMONSTRANCE. " No charm hath he of form or face, To win a woman's heart withal !" Alas ! you wrong him !—many a grace Fond Love can see around him fall. Yet trust me 'twas not aught of this That in my bosom wrought deray, It was that gentle tongue of his That witched my very wits away. For when, in whispers light and low, He praised my fbrm and features fair; My dimpled cheek's May-morning glow, And the gold sunset of my hair ; And vowed he ne'er had loved in sooth, Nor e'er through life could love another; Oh ! judge me by your own warm youth, Could I do ought but love him—Mother? And when, as hand in hand we walked Yon wide and windy park alone, At midnight's starry hour—he talked Of themes to lovers only known ; And rising in his deep, dark eye I saw the gem he could not smother, And felt his fond heart beating high, Could I do well but love him—Mother ? And when from every lip, the praise Of his high intellect I heard ; How nothing e'er escaped its rays, Or said by sage or sung by bard ; And t 6 his mind full well could see The homage deep of every other ; And knew that mind did worship me, Oh, was I wrong to love him—Mother ? PRASER'S MAGAZINE. The character of Mirabeau, who was the great pro pelling power of the earlier movements of the Jh rench re volution of 1789, has often been discussed, but seldom with more spirit than in an essay in the present Number, by a writer who quaintly signs himself Morgan Rattler." But ingenious and vigorous as this essay is, it is not, as a whole, satisfactory, for it takes much too favourable a view of Mirabeau. It represents him as having been of the first order of great men, and affects to regard him as equal to Napoleon in intellectual capacity. Now, this he certainly wa s no t, an d never cou l d have been, even under the most favourable circumstances. The utmost that can be said of him is, that he was a bold, ardent, intriguing spirit, and as passionately fond of the bustling, feverish turmoil of politics, as ever was the Cardinal de Rez, whom in this respect he closely resembled. He had nothing enlarged—nothing disinterested in his ambition. He cared noti like the French Emperor, for the applause of posterity. He was haunted by no generous, though delusive dreams of glory. His motives for action commenced with self, and ended in self. He threw himself into the vortex of the Revolution—not to procure redress for wrong—not to promote the interests of France— but to revenge himself on the Court and the Noblesse for the insults he had sustained at their hands. But for these insults, he would most proba bly have been found, at the assembling of the States-General, battling for the privileges of his Order ; for notwithstanding his] rabid democracy— which was throughout over-acted, and began to be suspected before his death—he was a determined aris tocrat at heart. Self-willed, haughty, despotic, un scrupulous, and utterly unprincipled, few—none— can respect the memory of Mirabeau, though all must allow that his intellect was far above the ordinary level, and that he was well fitted to the turbulent times in which he lived, and which he in fluenced, He is now nearly forgotten, or remem bered only as a successful Agitator, made so by a burning sense of personal injury. " Something upon an Old Subject" revives the old story about Drum - mond of Hawthornden having betrayedjheconfidence of Ben Jonson, and published certain conversations which the latter had intended as strictly confidential. We had hoped this calumny had been long since for gotten, especially c s Professor Wilson, in one of his numerous masterly criticisms in lackwood, had to be lost. I sprang towards my horse; my syce, how I ever,. alarmed by the appearance of the queen of beasts, - had quitted the rein, and before I could reach him, the frightened animal was half across the open space. My servants had a 1 fled. I was alone. The lioness was lashing her sides with her tail ; she was evidently medi tating an attack. I had but one resource left. After vainly calling on my servants to return and support me, I levelled my rifle, and, just as she rushed forward, fired. For a single instant I was not quite sure whether I had hit her or not. She suddenly halted, threw. up her head, and gave a terrific roar: I was now convinced she was wounded ; but, alas ! seemingly not in any mortal part. She glared on me. Human nature could stand no more. I threw down my gun, and foolishly overcome by fear, I fled. In another second I was conscious of my error. I heard her come panting along close beside me. It was all over with me ; I knew my fate was sealed. I threw myself down ; the lioness actually, in her haste to overtake me, sprang over me. I heard a shot, and a piercing cry from the animal told me she was again hit ; but I did not once dare to look up to see how seriously. After about half a minute, I could not resist the temptation, the desire I felt to read my doom. I slightly turned my head, only the least in life, and beheld the lioness licking her paw, through which a ball had evi dently passed ; the blood was also flowing copiously from her jaw, where my discharge had in the first in stance taken effect. She was sitting on her haunches in evident agony. No sooner, however, did she perceive the very slight movement which I had made than she sprung up, and in the next moment I felt her teeth pene trate my back-bone, while one of her claws tore my left shoulder bare of flesh : in the next, she lifted me off the ground, and carried me forward. This, however, was evidently an effort to her. Her wounded jaws refused to meet; but still she held me, screaming, struggling, praying for death, tightly in her teeth, as she bore me on with the same ease with which she would have raised a kitten. I shouted to my servants to fire. It seems they feared to do so, lest by accident they might destroy me instead of the animal. Alas ! little did they know my feelings at that moment ! Instant death, a release from the excruciating tortures I was then suffering, would have been the greatest favour they could have conferred on me. taken great pains to show its utter absurdity. But slander has strong powers of vitality—in fact, as many lives as a cat. " A Chapter on Dogs" is as amusing as usual. "Detached Thoughts" are trans lated from the German of Jean Paul Richter. Some of the reflections are shrewd, and sagacious, and worldly enough, but the majority are tinged with the cloudi ness, indistinctness, and fantastic character of the German school of metaphysics. " Memory," says Richter, "is the privilege of the dunce, and rarely fails the :unintellectual." What dunces, then, Dr. Johnson, Sir Walter Scott, and a hundred other writers that we could mention, must have been, for their powers of memory 'were perfectly prodi gious ! The following thought is sarcastic, and perhaps ungenerous ; but it is based on truth :—" I would not be a woman, for then I could not lOve her." From Nimrod's entertaining account of his " Life and Times," we quote a racy anecdote : The following excellent anecdote was related by Mr. Newcome of himself. "When in the act of composing a sermon, he made use of the term "ostentatious man." Throwing down his pen he wished to satisfy himself, ere he proceeded, as to whether a great portion of his congregation might comprehend the mean i ng of the said term and he adopted the f o ll ow i ng me th o d of proof. Ringing the bell, his footman appeared, and he was thus addressed by his master : " What do you conceive is meant to be implied by an ostentatious man ?" "An ostentatious man, Sir," replied Thomas ; " why, Sir, I should say a perfect gentleman." " Very good," observed the Vicar : " send Ellis (his coachman) here." "Ellis, said the Vicar, "What do you imagine ostentatious man to be ?" "An ostentatious man, Sir," replied Ellis ; " why I should say an ostentatious man means what we calls (saving your presence) a d—d jolly I need scarcely add that the Vicar substituted a less ambiguous word, the schoolmaster not having been at that time abroad. " Notes Written in the Margins of Books" contain some just, but sketchy, criticisms on Waller, one of the most over-rated poets in the language. Dr. Johnson has praised this indifferent writer, and worse man, for his mastery over melody ; but he was, at best, but a mas ter of mellifluous sing-song. The remarks on Swift are too partial. There is little in the Dean's character to commend, and • notwithstanding his extraordinary powers of mind, few, we believe, ever rise from the perusal of his works without a strong feeling of dis gust. Show us the man who ever read " Gulliver's Travels" or the " Tale of a Tub" twice, and we will give • a shilling for a sight of the phenomenon ! " Anecdotes of Actors" are prosy and insipid. There is some elegance in the lines to "L. Blanche," and accordingly we subjoin a portion of them : You ask me why I do not tell To every stranger's ear, Each secret thought—each holy spell, That memory renders dear? Or why it is I care to be But as a trifler known, Though higher thoughts may visit me When with the Past alone? Not that this eye hath never wept O'er human joy or ill,— Nor that this heart bath always slept, Or that its pulse is still ; For all unchanged, it yet can beat, As it bath beat before, And still as freshly, wildly greet Each passion felt of yore. But when youth's fondest visions melt, The wholesome truths life brings Are mingled with a sadness felt Amidst Earth's brightest things. The wisdom each so dearly buys 'lath much of coldness too,-- A chilling, real cloud that flies 'Twixt us and heaven's blue. A feeling which, through all we see And all that years can bring, May be, perhaps, as a ll s h ou ld be, A winter after spring; Yet makes us turn with fond regret, To hopes which once we nurst, Which like to sweet wild flowers we met When on our rambles first. 'Tis true we learn a wiser part, And find how hope deceives ; But what shall ever touch the heart Like that sweet Past it leaves ? We know it, and from feeling pass To be but actors here ; With women or the sparkling glass, Still triflers insincere. Yet blame me not, if now I seem The thing the world bath willed, — Whose past is but an idle dream, Whose wayward pulse is stilled. Each temple hath a holy shrine From common gaze removed, — Why open then this heart of mine, Or tell all it hath proved ? The rays that light the wave reveal No treasures of the deep ; The upper day may never steal Where they in darkness sleep. Thus on the face a smile may sit, Welcomed a passing guest ; Yet on the surface die—unfit To dwell within the breast. AINSWORTH'S MAGAZINE. Among the contributors to the Number before us is Lord William Lennox, who details the particulars of a curious adventure with the late Theodore Hook. He, and Hook, and Stephen Price, formerly manager of Drury-lane Theatre, set out, it seems , one d ay on a trip to Epsom during the bustli ng ti me o f th e races ; and, by way oiamusement, went into a small gam bling-house, where they speedily contrived to pick a quarrel with the proprietors, and, after breaking divers heads, and kicking sundry pairs of shins, marched out again with all the honours of war. The anecdote is well told, though there is little to tell ; and the specimens which his Lordship gives of Hook's talent for improvising, show that he must have possessed that rare, un-Euglish quality. in a very high degree. " Legend of the Monts-dores," by Miss Costello, are told with simplicity and earnestness. This lady excels in relating old traditional supersti tions. " Shakspeare "is a graceful piece of versifica tion. The " Play behind the Scenes " is a clever sketch of American theatricals, a little overcharged, perhaps, but still exceedingly diverting. " Sonnet written in the fly leaf of Isaac Walton's Complete Angler," is much too eulogistic of the virtues of this sentimental Cockney minnow -catcher, who under the specious mask of simplicity, concealed a vast deal of worldly cunning and selfishness. While affecting a manly and artless independence of spirit, "cunning Isaac" was ever playing the sycophant to those whose station in life was superior to his own, and who he thought might promote the interests of Number One. There he showed himself a truly adroit angler, and hooked several bishops, to say nothing of a lively and fashionable son-in-law, by baiting with adroit flattery. The world, however, has taken him at hiS own valuation, and decided that he was all that he represented himself to he, and it is a hopeless task now to endeavour to alter its opinion. The " Fight of the Fiddlers " is not one of Mr. James's most successful efforts in prose fiction. "Blue Stockings " is a sprightly poem, in the Haynes Bayley manner, by Miss Pardoe. " Strawberry-hill Revisited" is illustrated by some able wood-cuts. This is its chief recommendation. The "Miser's Daughter" runs its course rejoicing. It is one of Mr. Ainsworth's most natural and entertaining pro ductions, and the dialogue approximates nearer to real life than is the case with many of his earlier tales. We quote a minute, carefully finished description of Beau Villier's dressing-room. &c. The apartment into which they were ushered was the beau's dressing chamber—that part of it, however, de voted to the toilette-table and its appliances being sepa rated from the rest by a magnificent Indian japanned screen. It was furnished with the most refined and luxurious taste. Rose-coloured curtains drawn across the windows subdued the light, and threw a warm tint on all around, while the air was loaded with delicious perfumes. A very diminutive monkey, clothed in a scar let coat, and wearing a bag-wig and a little sword, played its diverting tricks in one corner, while a gaudily plumaged macaw screamed in the opposite angle. Choice flowers in pots added their fragrance to the artificial odours ; and a couple of exquisite little spaniels of Charles the Second's breed, with the longest and - silkiest ears imaginable, and large, gazelle-like eyes, occupied a cushion on the hearth. At a table, covered with the whitest and finest linen, and glittering with silver of the rarest workmanship; together with a superb service of china, sat, or rather reclined, in the easiest of easy chairs, Beau Villiers. He did not rise on the appear ance of his guests ; but moving slightly, and graciously, to them, though with somewhat, Bandulph fancied, of a patronizing air, motioned Mr. Cripps to set them chairs. He was quite in dishabille ; his graceful figure being enveloped in a loose dressing-robe of the richest brocade, while the place of a peruke was supplied by a green silk cap, very becomingly put on. His shirt was open at the throat, and decorated with a profusion of lace at the bosom and wrists. Pink silk hose and velvet slippers completed his costume. There were two other persons present ; Sir Singleton Spinke, and a very portly gen tleman with puffed-out, inflamed cheeks, who was intro duced as Sir Bulkeley Price, and whom Bandulph con chided must be the hero of the story he had just heard related by the barber—a circumstance which gave him a peculiar interest in his eyes. Meanwhile, Mr. Cripps, who, together with the page, officiated at breakfast, pro ceeded to do the honours, and twirling the mill of a richly-chased silver chocolate-pot, poured out two well frothed cups of the unctuous beverage, and handed them to the new comers. A small modicum of a Strasbourg pate, washed down by a cup of green tea and a glass of claret, constituted the beau's breakfast. Sir Singleton Spink took chocolate, picked the wing of a chicken, and wound himself up with a glass of usquebaugh. Ample justice was done to the cutlets, the broils, and various other dishes with which the covers were filled, by Sir Bulkeley Price ; nor did Trussell or Randulph come far behind him, notwithstanding the preliminary breakfast of the latter. Just before the introduction of the usquebaugh, Sir Bulkeley, after look ing round and coughing significantly, said, in a low tone, to the chief valet, " I suppose, Mr. Cripps, there is no ale in the house ?" Mr. "No what ! Sir Bailieley ?" rejo i ne d e limi bee staring as if he could not possibly imagine he sright, • • listi e ' . "Ale, rascal—ale !" replied the knight, ernl ) and rather angrily. . b e A " No, Sir Buliceley," replied Mr. CripP s ,.. h "' at , " there is no a l e , b u t th e r e i s toasted cheese, II serve your turn." At knightA th l e igr va y le a t s ' s h i e m a p v e a r s t , i n th en e ne; in which he pledged the old beau, entirely aPPe .4 1 , Theeonversation during the meal was live en s ouo was chiefly maintained by the beau and fru, , s e wiiio and c a m iglldi glass sont of help n si l is t 4 e . discourse running an all sorts of fashionable scandel, women, play, and public amusements ", 4. 0' as he knew so little hbout the matters discus" dulph took no great interest. In his " Notice to Correspondents," g a r ' in '9 worth—alluding to a remark that aPP eare 04'0 Sun last month —says :—" The peculiar ma 1e , 411 ,,1 ment of the mortgage-money, introduced it.li number of the Miser's Daughter, is foundeonslo It occurred to a member of one of the in .: e oe p tant Denbighshire families, and at the pre e i l one il , in question. This circumstance is m ent D cause the possibility of such an occurrence lire doubted by a critic in an evening paPer• the pitt i tainly doubted—not the possibility, but ' we dt'' bility of the incident ; and haying 'done so , , II • i i it but fair and just to publish Mr. Ainsi . ° l t i g i# answerable reply. We may mention, at . 5 00 time, that the circumstance affords anothe r . proof of the correct ness o f L or d By r on's Tr 400 " Truth is strange—st ranger th an fiction. TAIT'S MAGAZINE. d pro o Mrs. Gore—one of the most popular a n s tor, novelists of the day—here carries on h er Li f ie "Abednego, the M one y -l en d er, " w ith unahatole exhibiting as much f r e s h ness an d vivacity °f 0 ,0! as if she had not al r e a dy wr itt en some tostile: thirty fictions. The sc e n e o f h er p r esent n se fo?' laid for the most part in fashionable life, wh tl a i t ite and errors she touches o ff w ith a li g ht, sal . to ri ll ' e , Her sketch of the Maitl an d f am il y bids f al te r i Id' even the scandal-lovi ng co t er i e in her o tc l 0 the "Dowager." A Lecture on the "I ' d :- . succeeded Milton, and p rece d e d C ow per an is by Ebenezer Elli o tt. S ome o f hi s criticisms e t and all are ingenious ; b u t th ere are no t a f evi 0 against which we must enter our prote4.4 for instance, is rated much too high, a i i !jii o o ; / 1 as undeservingly depreciated. Did Mr-, " / . 1 ' ( OS read the latter 's fine tale, " Theodore and r oe', We almost doubt it, for othrwisehe could ne ve ll ' o t 0., of him that he " was a rhyming poletni e, , 44 ,o l ,„'; poet." Then, too, we are told that " DrY'''' wri,,,v,' heart!" If so, then some one else must hale i.ihii! that exquisite epistle to Congreve, to wi lle gin clS; nature is attached, for it abounds in deeP, P * fected touches of pathos. In discuss il tidel) claims, our Lecturer betrays singular in e° "" - o iti l In one place he says, " Pope was conversinfo6 heart (such as it w a s) w h en h e wrote his ` hi; Abelard,'—a master-piece which, becau se O A ,. I wrote it, will never b e exce ll e d ;" and in ve; page he adds, " unfortunat e ly I canno t feel / i-Vt j and - therefore cannot ma k e it f e l t -b y yo u I'' i j ili gret to see Mr. Elli o tt sanc ti on i ng the °,, l'i r that " all poets are mad, more -or les s *,, 4 o l ; d p was there a' greater fallacy. O ur t rue p o ets 7 4 , 00 almost uniformly rema r k a bl e f or th e s t r engt t , 1 , ness, and healthy char ac t er o f th e i r i n telle c Shakspeare mad, or Milt on , or Y oung , o r T b k or Pope —or, in mor e mo d ern ti mes, Crahh e ' es ei worth, Moore, Scott, or Hogg? In the 0 4 4 these eminent men, the j u d gmen t mov ed .7 00 : ri ,„ with the imagination, the one tending to o"' bring within the limits of propriety the .0 of and exuberances of the other. Poor Collins, t° ' was cracked, and so was Cowper ; but they poets in consequence of their malady, but is it. The " Furze-cutter "is a• striking Irish„ ;' it of the troublous times of 1798, by . 1 "":ot so well known for his admirable delineati ° e. and manners in the sister countr " Mis s ' ett i c Diary and Letters" contains some delightf u ci;ii from the second volume of this work, wh' e 4 as we can judge from the specimens here Oil) to us—is infinitely superior in interest t° 0.4. volume. In the " Postscript Political" Tait e t ier, i ,ji most decided protest against the income taxo. ° o 0) " the country is already ringing from s l , 0e . F .4 ,4 with indignation ; and no man can pai n " t litl,'(', injustice and the injurious and torturing I t her,o such a tax black enough." The . " Poets 0 ot ieL., is a sprightly quiz, i n th e b roa d rec kl e ss, lll o el O'Doherty. We extract from it a " Pot - ' l° l l6- toral," which is a passabl e p aro d y on on e ° f Eclogues : , ; 1 1 4 THE ARGUMENT. 'ten / V Smifzer and Smacker, two Metropolitan 11- ,00; l iti l expert at disposing of " brandies and water,s."'",, 11,,, enter into a friendly contest as to their relat i .,' l . „iyt)l merits, over a hot tumbler at the "Blue 1,, - "/, loser to pay the - bal. Eiekiel Sininkt,;_ifoV", establishment is n.ppeint.,-a - ofilliite; hblas the D e keeps them. The disputants end where the,' - ,.- ••1 - i - the bar is closed. ~i 1 SMIFZER. , s 0 Smauker ! while thus our hunger we apse' With—frugal supper !—tripe and toasted C Ere yet the alcoholic juice be poured, 0 1, And smoking tumblers grace the gen ial bc''' Let not the voice of prudence be forgot, But let us settle who's to pay the shot. • SMAUKER. ii, Like Plato, Smifz er , b ast t h ou reason 'd ice But what reply to give, I cannot tell. --- Methinks, unless my recollection fail, Last night I paid for oysters, and for ale ; „ g , . : Not Dando's s e lf cou ld f as t er c l ear the se ° ' - ' Than you, my Smif zer , b o lt e d the Palla°re ,.. SMIFZER. You paid for oysters, Smauker, that is true' Nor only paid, for you devoured them too. ii, . But calm oblivion c l ose d y o ur eyes at leng t el 4 l l l With twelve hot tumblers, each of extra l',„ fir, ' And broke from memory's chain one bindi n g You stood the vittle s , b u t. I stoo d t h e drink' SMAUKER. Smifzer, you did ! then hear what I propos e ' To end this strife, and liquidate the goes; ' • i Let's order in the fluids, stiff and strong, And straight contend we in alternate song ' And he who bears the palm of verse aws'i' Shall calmly drink, and see the other POP SMIFZER. To that proposal gladly I agree ' - tlir ee ' So—waiter ! bring us pip es and drink fe c , F3 e, And our good landlord here, Ezekiel Sul u ; Shall of this 'brothers' contest be the judo" SMUDGE. I does not care, as-how sitch trash I hea r ' If so be that you covies stands the beer. SMAUKER. Smifzer ! begin the dithyrambic lay. SMUDGE. • ~,. 1 "Mix up your t ums ,' my l a d s, and f i re awa y SMIFZER. og, c Soft is the br eeze , w h en Z ep h yr nightly , , With wistful swe e p, th e cat-freq ue nted e a „ - 0 , . Soft are the cr i es t h at haunt our early sl e 7er i r When pot-b o y s wa il, an d cinder-maidens '. But softer still th e verse—so v i rgins te ll-- - t , Se l l ' Which Smifzer write s , an d m i nstre l-pael‘nie SMAUKER. Olt I heard, lik e ra i n, t h e pens i ve tear-drops, qv ! „ I In thy respl en d en t grove, lamp-lit Vau xil- Art When young S qua li n i , with her silver not e ' s tliv Wove the long quiver through her twill° o de , 1": And Scroggins muttered, as she trilled the fe j 1 , b/°` e "If that's not Smauker's writing, DI ' - ' e VP' li e DUBLIN UNIVERSITY MA" (2 — ,4 t 0 o / l"" Aer 1 1° r 4 This Number makes its appearanclieti lv auspices of Mr. Lever, author of " '",;drei. 4l ,, or e requer," who, as he tells us in bis ; , l 7 l beifi l ftli i i gained " the object of his ambitiot,l, ; l i l y °,, a ° , pointed Editor. We congratulate c ies l i c til extreme moderation of his ambitiotlsit, anic 3 .: trust that he may long continue to e" pel l° 4ll lo l tribute to, the pages of this clev el aar d i iiit l His own story of "Jack Hinton, the s iiig t ,, e lit",,: is, as might be expected, the most atou f o gi'' i jo‘,i the Number, abounding in passages ° ,oo l ,ip ,',,i unforced humour, and describing; ir l ' e ll's Y o reiv,o p W ie e c l e lin o g i to b n i ' o ' dents in a natural manner. " 31.31°f this eller,p' g is ra a p n h i y m : par , t , ia co l u n r ot r ic o e rgt e ro,ro it io lli s:r l'i t f v a co ec n o ta m ii p is an a ied ful b l- y len a gt rn b em po o lit4a vv it h o e i re? i t ri b i e ryt it: l kit , does no more than justice to th i. v ie 0)% V re political squibs of this unquestion3,t a il / 11 , 1 1 % ; his humorous poetry, Moore has lef t ito iiisc decessors and contemporaries at i s libtlitii y o able distance behind him. Sir C. s' l Cal l biiii # liams—Sheridan—Frere--and eve d t ° ' e t! t ' c l e 4 ' l are not for an instant to be compare nroalicAlf political squib•writers. They have l a s P r e eil- t e ll • or three brilliant,jeux d'esprit -- " e w ay b 00,4 hundreds. The likeness o f bin:i dea o f 6 3 ,, 9 t , recognised, but it conveys the:, L a st P t i l e ~i li e taller man than he is. Tile . , an d ~01 ' 1 Dundee" is an interesting historiet,tioiliecitle:l count of his last famous battle of rite e,,siti.rt, is described with vigour. In the eve ry one itr, t " Politics and the Parliament" public affairtott,,:i view is taken of the state of _ arr a fl, _i i iis sample of the Editor's mode of viri knil' ts tr. subjoin his account' of the well- r ieu tell i ` j 0 + o ` . of an Irish peasant, by the Lord „ is fro' .: Duke of Rutland, in one of " , curd" drunken moods : u p, the . be : i ii his Grace was standing alone at . T rs i:'.:_' is e yes .?, fl a As Lord Dudley had gone to 0rd:r,,..-t a t. _,,,,,,„ leaning his back against the haunts a e .. - n f dde d ere__`,fp:: , r i# and shutting alternately as his he . o -_," an d the_ *,lit" _i, and then forward, overcome by s!ecF biit c rocipl had drunk. Exactly in front of him, Corny c e rnY, h iolif the attitude of an Indian monster, s• Tri pe° . s t o , onlY P ar" el tl' e 0 1 up in his master's cloak, and the _ ore , _ ad, n o . o p To keep himself from the cold, be ha d " l ' ' f Di • 0 perceptible was the little wrinkled .f firmly if tis.eo it ,i0.,4 , tufr.. Duke's countenance.. "said his Gra ce ' g ; licious-looking fiery eyes beneath it, or " Give me your sword, rnan din , me, in a tone half sleeping, half-tom Or me your sword, sir." fully. Drawing it from the scabbard, I presennt 7.: _. I ... It? tee ~~` N ~~E ~Mc 14, Cli -- te