The Sun.
London, England, 1830-04-22 00:00:00

LONDON, THURSDAY EVENING, APRIL 22, 1830.

DETERMINED ATTEMPT AT SUICIDE.

On Sunday evening last, the inhabitants of Bar-
net were thrown into a state of considerable excite-
ment by an attempt, on the part of a highly respec-
table young man, named Frederick Clements, to
commit suicide by shooting himself.
Mr. Clements, who is between 18 and 19 years
of age, is the son of wealthy parents, residing in
London, and he has been for some time living at
Barnet with his brother-in-law, Mr. Cowing, the
proprietor of a circulating library and printing esta-
blishment opposite the Salisbury Arms-inn in that
place, and had the chief management of the former
concern. During his residence there, he became
acquainted with the family of Mr. Iludeon, a respec-
table tradesman, and latterly was observed to pay
parfcular attention to one of the daughters of that
individual, a pretty-looking girl about his own age,
but his attentions were not received in so flattering
a mariner as a youthful lover both desires and ex-
pects, and he became restless and uneasy. On Sun-
day evening last, about ten o'clock, he met Miss
Hudson in the street, with her sister and another
young lady, who were returning from a visit, and
was for soma time in conversation with them. Miss
Hudson appeared more cool than usual, and Mr.
Clements remonstrated with her on the subject, and
a slight altercation having taken place, they sepa-
rated, and he went home. He was observed by the
family to be much agitated, and he had not been
long at home before he took a candle arid retired, as
they supposed, to bed. In about a quarter of an
hour, however, the family were dreadfully alarmed
at hearing the report of fire-arms in the upper part
of the house, arid Mr. Cowing rushed up with
light, and on entering Mr. Clements' bed-room,
found the unfortunate youth stretched on the floor,
with a pistol grasped in his right hand, and weltering
in blood, which was pouring forth from a wound in
the side, He was then insensible, and appeared to
be dying. Mr. Morris, a surgeon in the town, was
sent for, and examined the wound, and adminis-
tered every possible remedy. The young man lin-
gers without the smallest hope of recovery.

HULL MARKET.-April 20.

The show of Wheat to this day's market was very li-
mited, and having very few country buyers at market,
the little business passing has been confined to the millers,
who have purchased the best Wheats at a decline of Is.
per quarter; any parcels below this description are bad
to quit, even at a further reduction ; not much passing in
foreign, and prices may be noted Is. per quarter below
the currency of last week. Good parcels of Oats conti-
nue in demand, and fully support late prices, and in some
instances a trifling advance is obtained. No alteration in
the value of Beans. Barley is very dull sale for even the
best making qualities. Linseed in limited demand at late
prices. Rapeseed dull at a decline of Is. per sack.
Wheat, Old —s. 60d. 70s. New —s. 588. 65a.
Foreign --s. 638. 70s. ln bond... —s. —a. —s.
Oats, Poland --s. 20s. 245. Old —a. —S. 265.
Small or Feed.... —a. 12s. 18s. —e. —s. 245.
Foreign —B. 20e. 238. 2 ... --S.-S. —s.
Barley, Norf. & Suf.... —s. 30s. 365. 'Line.... 8c Wokl —s. 28s. 34e.
Foreign
Beans 345. 365. 408. Foreign ...... ... —s. 30s. 388
Pease, White —a. 345. 388. Grey
fares _ —8 30s. 365. Foreign —e. 265. 30s.
...

Rapeseed, in bond none.

Free, per last —/. 29/. 301.

RKETS.-April 14.

DUMFRIES MA.
s. d s. d. s. d. s. d.
7Dto 7 ti Butter, 160 z..... ...... 0 0 too t
30 40 Eggs, dozen OO 04
9 34 Beet; per lb.
24 30 Mutton
22 2 6 Veal O3 04
1 6 2 0 Qnartern Loaf 0 7 0£

Wheat, Imp. Bush—,
Barley
Oats
Flour, 141 b.
Oatmeal
Potatoes, cwt.

There are few plants which flourish over so
large a portion of the earth as the cotton-tree, whieh will
grow in any latitude between Sicily and Naples in the
north, and parts of Mew Holland in the south.

On Tuesday afternoon, between three and
four o'clock, the neighbourhood of Portland-town and
St. John's-wood, Regent's Park, was visited with a tre-
mendous gale of wind from the west, and whi.ch continued
nearly twenty minutes so violent as to blow down about
thirty yards of a thick brick wall, with coping-stones and
it on-railings belonging to the plantations of Grove-house,
Regent's Park, the elegant residence of J. GREENOUUM,
Esq. A considerable number of shrubs in the plan-
tations are destroyed. The damage done is to a etnisi-
derable amount. A number of chimney-pots were blown
from off the houses in Portland-town, and the inhabitants
were fearful of leaving their houses tinting the violence of
the gale.

MUSIC OF THE MODERN GREEKS.

The best account of modern Greek music that
we have met with, is contained in an interesting,
work by M. Fauriel, entitled, " Chants Popu-
laires de la Grece Moderne." That country
abounds with rhapsodists,—a species of impro-
visatori,—most, if not all, of whom are blind,
who go from village to village, and from fair to
fair, singing the national songs of their beloved
land. These songs, M. Fauriel tells us, give
the genuine expression of their character ; they
are poetry not to be found in books, but breath-
ing and speaking in the mouths of the people.
Every public event, however petty in importance
or local in its operation, and frequently incidents
in private life, are made the subject of song ;
usually finding in the same person a poet to em-
body, in -the most musical language in the world,
the incidents that are passing around, and a mu-
sician to adapt thew to some flowing melody.
Most of these airs are attributed to the blind
itinerants alreadvmentioned, who traverse Greece
in every direction, from the extremity of the
Moiett to Constantinople, from the 2Egean to
the lonian Sea. When Greece was under the
dominion of the Turks, these wandering mins-
trels found their best welcome at tile houses of
the common people ; the lordly masters of tile
soil never mingled in the festive groups of which
they formed the centre, but passed them by in
disdain, and looked with apathy upon the interest
and zeal with which the Greeks listened to the
strains, sometimes lively, sometimes pathetic, of
these " Homers of the day," as M. Fauriel calls
them. Their songs are accompanied by a stringed
instrument, which they play with a bow, the
ancient lyre and plectrum of• the Greeks, of which
they retain time name as well as the form. The
instrument, when perfect, has five strings ; but it
often consists of only two or three ; and, as may
be imagined, the sounds it emits are not very
harmonious. Like the bards of old, these blind
minstrels are the historians and chroniclers of
modern Greece ; and by taking note of every
thing, and celebrating every occurrence through
the medium of their songs, they are the means
of spreading through the whole country the re-
nown of adventurous actions, and the fame of
the brave men by whom they are achieved.
But music, and its sister poetry, are not con-
fined in Greece to national and historical events.,
As already stated, tile incidents of private life are
frequently embodied in song by tile rhapsodists ;
and at the marriage festival, at the departure of •
any member of a family for a foreign land, and
at the celebration of funereal rites, NN ben " time
body is committed to the dust, and the spirit
returns to God «•ho gave it," poetry and music
are the organs through which their emotions,
whether of grief or joy, pleasure or regret, are
conveyed ; and there are songs and airs adapted
to each particular event.

The -funeral song, the " Myriologia," is of
very high antiquity. Homer describes the whole
family of Priam as mourning over the corpse of
Hector.; and the custom has descended to the
modern Greeki, amongst whom it has peculiar
interest. These funeral laments begin when the
corpse is prepared for interment, and are pro-
longed till the arrival of the procession at the
doors of the church. During the performance
of the funeral rites by the priests, the songs are
suspended, and begun again when the body is
deposited in the grave; nor do they even
then terminate, but are renewed on a va-
riety of occasions : indeed, during the whole
of the following year, the females of the family
sing no songs except those of a melancholy cha-
racter. The funeral songs are sung by women
only, and are always extempore. Mothers pour
forth lamentations for their infants, regretting
them under the image of a delicate plant, a
flower, a bird, •or any other pleasing object,
which assimilates in their imagination to
the lost child ; and these elegiac effusions are
often of a very pathetic and graceful kind.
Widows lament far their husbands, daughterS for
their fathers ; and such is the effort required to
subdue their emotions to the controul of poetry
and music, that they not unfrequently faint
under the exertion. M. Fauriel mentions an
instance of a woman who lived near Mount
Pindus, who had lost her husband, being left a
widow with two young children. She was a
poor peasant girl, of great . simplicity of cha-
racter, and who had never given any indications
of mind. With a child in each hand, she ad-
vanced to the body of her husband, and com-
menced her myriologue, by reciting over it, in a
manner expressive of great agitation and solici-
tude, a dream which she had had some days
before, as follows :--
" Metbought, as I was busied with domestic care,
A youth stood on my threshold, of fierce commanding air ;
Adown his shoulders waving were wings of dazzling whine,
And in his hand a naked sword—oh, dread, appalling sight !
He sternly gazed upon me, then thus the silentie broke:
Is thy goodman within ?' All trembling thus I spoke :
My goodman is at home, and lulling on his breast
Our little weeping Nikolos, to soothe him into rest.

But pass not thott-my threshold ; I prithee, youth, forbear,
Thy terrible demeanour my little boy would scare.'
But vain were my entreaties, resistance was in vain,
The white-wing'd youth was resolute, and would an
entrance gain :
He darted o'er the threshold, and plunged his cruel sword
Deep, deep within thy bosom, oh, thou, my heart's sole lord !
There, too, is little Nikolos, thy hope, thy fondest joy,
At him the monster aim'd, but I saved our darling boy."
The words of this impassioned recitative, and
the manner and tone of the mourner, says M.
Fauriel, made the bystanders shudder ; and some
of them looked towards the door, as if expect-
ing to see the vision realized. The woman was
overcome by her emotion : she could proceed
no farther, and threw herself; with convulsive
sobs, upon the body of her husband.—Con-
stable's Miscellany,Vol.L 11. History of Music.

A new police force, with dress and appoint-
ment similar to that in London, commenced its duties last
week at Brighton. Attached to it is a fire establishment,
consisting of an engineer, and twenty-one firemen and as-
sistants.

TALE OF A TUB.—Three of the crew be-
longing to the ship Ruckers, now in Falmouth harbour,
having a disagreement with the master, resolved to leave
the vessel, and two of them succeeded in doing so, in e
watenusn's boat. The tuird was prevented, by being en.
gaged iu some duty, from accompanying his messmates,
,7Edinse.dlitug„,i nitthghee ititinisna b u nd 1 e,
but during thk: night he packed up his clothes, and suc-
ceeded large tub over the ship's side without
gster or mate. Into this tub he lowered
and actually contrived to paddle
himself to the pierce distance of upwards of a mile from
the ship—where he landed in safety; he afterwards sold
the tub for two ishillings,--.Excier Alfred.