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dier even, find no favour in the eyes of this histoi

limner, although both serve as a means to provoke enmity
and stir malignity. "At twenty he made money of his beauty
and vigour. At sixty he made money of his genius awl his glory..
The applauses which were justly due to his conduct at %Val-

court could not altogether drown the-voices of those who mut-

;ered that, wherever a broad piece was to be saved or got,,

Hero was a mere Euelio, a mere Harpagon ; that, though

he drew a large allowance under pretence of keeping a pudic•

table, he never asked an officer to dinner ; that. his mater.
rolls were fraudulently made up : that he pocketed. pay in the
names of men who had long been dead, of men Mao had been.
killed in his own sight four years before at Sedgemoor; that
there were twenty such names in one troop ; that there were
thirty-six in another."

Not content with displaying him as a sordid pilferer, he next.

undertakes to represent him as a traitor,

" NiAMLB OEM GU

had never ceased (if we are to credit Mr. 514,2LuzA.i) to. as.
sure the court of Saint-Germans that the great crime which
he had committed was constantly present to his, thoughts,. and,
that he'lived only for the purpose of repentance and, repara-

tion. Not only had he been himself converted,: he had also
converted the Princess ANNE. In 1688, the Ciluuclux.„La
had, with little difficulty, induced her to fly from her• father's,
palace. In 1691, they, with as little difficulty, induced her to
copy out and sign a letter expressing her deep concern for his
misfortunes and her earnest wish to atone for her breach a
duty. At the same time MABLBOROUSIc held out hopes that
it might be in his power to effect the restoration of his okl
master in the best possible way, without the help of a single
foreign soldier or sailor, by the TOWS of the English Lords
and Commons, and by the support of the English army,"
After a long and elaborately #,lled-in picture of the alleged
political and traitorous iniquities of M4ELBOROI7OII, a very
large portion indeed of which is in truth a fancy sketch by
liriscAtTLA.Y, more vigorous in execution than amiable in
design, the author of this truthful history gives the story
the annexed peroration. He has been describing the =fox-,
tunate expedition of DamA.su; the return of his armament
to Portsmouth; and the death of the leader of that expedition.,
"Texau.s.sit died, exclaiming with his last breath that he had

been lured into a snare by treachery. The public grief and
indignation were loudly expressed. The nation remembered
the services of the unfortunate general, forgave his rashness,
pitied his sufferings, and execrated the unknown traitors
whose machinations had been fatal to him. There were many

conjectures and many rumours. Some sturdy Englishmen,
misled by national prejudice, swore that none of our plans
would ever be kept a secret from the enemy while French re-
fugees were in high military command. Some zealous Whigs,
misled by party spirit, muttered that the Court of Saint-
Germains would never want good intelligence while a single
Tory remained in the Cabinet Council. The real criminal was
not named; nor, till the archives of the House of Stuart were
explored, was it known to the world that TALmAsII had perished
by the basest of all the hundred villanies of MAulatonotrov.
Yet never had 'MARLBOROUGH been less a Jacobite than at the
moment when he rendered this wicked and shameful service to
the Jacobite cause. It may be confidently affirmed that to serve
the banished family was not his object, and that to ingratiate
himself with the banished family was only his secondary object.
His primary object was to force himself into the service of the
existing Government, and to regain possession of those im-
portant and lucrative places from which he had been dismissed
more than two years before. He knew that the country and
the Parlament would not patiently bear to see the English
army commanded by foreign generals. Two Englishmen
only had shown themselves fit for high military posts,
himself and TALMASII. If TALMASII were defeated and dis-
graced, WILLIAM would scarcely have a choice. In fact, as,
soon as it was known that the expedition had failed, and that
TALMASH was no more, the general cry was that the King
ought to receive into his favour the accomplished Captain
who had done such good service at Walcourt, at Cork, and at
Kinsale. Nor can we blame the multitude for raising this
cry. For everybody knew that MARLBOROUGH was an
eminently brave, skilful, and successful officer : but very few
persons knew that he had, while commanding WILLIAM'S
troops, while sitting in WILLIAM'S bedchamber, formed a
most artful and dangerous plot for the subversion of
WILLIAM'S throne ; and still fewer suspected the real
author of the recent calamity, of the slaughter in the Bay of
Camaret, of the melancholy fate of TALMASH. The effect
therefore of the foulest of all treasons was to raise the traitor
in public estimation."
The r.eceding are a few of those historical pictures which a
discerning British public is pleased to laud and to admire—to
pile in ponderous masses—and to purchase by the ton

Enough, however, of the splenetic and gall-discoloured pic-
tures—of the " laboured antitheses and simulated fervour" of
MA.cluLe.r. Such a writer lacks the first elements of a
historian—sound judgment and calm wisdom are not ingre-
dients of his mental nature. The vindictive political partizan—
the unscrupulous declaimer—and the man to whom plausibly
propounded theories are more valuable than well-accredited
facts may hail him as a brother and a friend. To the lover of
truth and the admirer of simplicity and earnestness, the elabo-
rated distortions of MACA.ULA.I" must ever be objects of aver-
sion and dislike.

Prom the success of a living "liberal author " to the death
of another is no very violent transition ; on Tuesday morning,
at an early hour, SAMUEL ROGERS, the poet of "Memory"
and the versifier of " Italy," closed his earthly pilgrimage at
the advanced age of ninety-three. Born in affluence and
naturally possessed of a good taste which he sedulously culti-
vated, Mr. ROGERS was the intimate friend of the most cele-
brated men of the present and a large portion of the last
century. He was an eminent artistic connoisseur—an unos-
tentatious patron of genius—and a much esteemed companion.
His easy fortune enabled him to indulge in literary expendi-
ture such as few worshippers of the Muses can enjoy, and he
freely expended on the publication of his poetry sums which to
ordinary ears must appear fabulous. As an illustration of this,
it may not be uninteresting to state that on the poem of
"Italy" which he had published in a style of unique beauty
and rare elegance, he exhausted his large stores of artistic
decoration. It was printed with the greatest care, and
profusely embellished by engravings from designs by TURNER
and STOTILARD, the cost of the edition being not less than
£lO,OOO. The work has now become scarce, and in all probe•
bility will soon form an object of keen attraction to the col.
lector of elegant books. He was eccentrically liberal in the
display of his patronage, and many a son of genius was in-
debted to him foi a large share of unostentatiously conferred
bounty ; notwithstanding which, he was occasionally whimsi•
cally uncourteous, and pettishly resentful of any proffered aid
in personal difficulty.