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and exhibitel " such an ardent desire to excr
that to this day the old people relate of him IV
Warren aye took his learnin,, kindly.' " In
ccss of time he was dispatched to Westininstel,
school, where he continued his studies with equal
assiduity, so much so, that " the greatest expeo:,
tions were formed of his success at the liniverst,yi
but before he could realize those expectations, bef
was sent off by his guardian " in the capacity' (1'
a writer to Bengal," where, after the lapse of A fe`'
years, he entered upon that oreat public caret'
which is familiar to all readers of modern Indiall
history. From the letters of Warren Hastings col'
tamed in these volumes, we should infer that he
was a man of singular clearness and vigour of
tellect, and perfectly amiable in all the social rela'
Lions of life.

PEP YS'S LIFE, JOURNALS, and CORO
SPONDENCE. 2 Vols.
Bentley, London, 1841.
These pleasant volumes are introduced with
short biographical sketch of Pepys, from which 0
gather that in his boyhood lie was " a great Round.
head," and witnessed with avowed satisfaetion 11)/i
execution of Charles I.—a circumstance that occ;
sioned him much uneasiness at a more discreet an
worldly period of his life, and for which he hastens°
to make all the reparation possible, by attending ll*
execution of Harrison, the Regicide. A man en'
dowed with accommodating principles like theses
and whose conscience is so quiet and
well-behaved as never to occasion hi"
uneasiness, is sure to get on in life ; and ae;
cordingly we find Pepys at the outset of his earee
clingin!, fast to the skirts of an influential relative'
Sir Edward Montague, afterwards Earl of SA
with, who, like himself, had turned from rep j
heal) to monarchical notions, and to whose p'
offices was owing his success in life, and ultimalekle
his appointment t 3 the office of Secretary t 01,114
Admiralty, which he held in the reigns of Chary
the Second and James the Second. During a great
portion of his life Pepys kept - a Jour°
of his proceedings from day to day, which waspill'
lished by Lord Braybrooke in the year 1826 ; 1111;
since that period other curious 1115. Diaries 1131'''
been discovered, and are here, for the first time
given to the world. These Diaries will be specie,liij
interesting to those who desire to become acquainte,l
with the domestic history of the period of whlC
they treat, and those also will be entertained by the;
who are fond of watching unconscious revelatioill
of character. We should gather from them thiej
Pepys, to much worldly practical shrewdness, glue
much simplicity and bonhommie of nature ; the,
he was a quiet observer of other men's peculiarities'
and was something precise in his own private
habits. The most amusing portion of his Jottrilsi
is that where he gives a narrative of his voyage
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Tangier, which in places is marked by the
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uncommon minuteness of detail. Some
touches of character, too, are exquisite of 'Deo;
sort, especially where the Journalist speatri
of himself as playing the part of Job's cornforli
to Lord Dartmouth. His Lordship being 00 ,61,
spirits, and anxious, as one would suppose,
rouse himself by the cheerful conversation of h
friends, Pepys says :—" My Lord sent for tor to
supper, and very melancholy I made him withelf,
discourse. Talking of Dr. Trumbull and 0
Sheres, and remarking that I had observed him
be himself sometimes melancholy, he answer
how could he be without thoughts, to find liiingeg
sent with such promises of every sort of supPliel
and be in this condition. Which I magned, ,k
0
telling him his dreadful prospect of the contlio°,
of the fleet in a few days!" This is a deliciere
trait of character. A nervous and dispirited nebio
man invites his friend to sapper, in order thethot
might be cheered by his sprightly conversation ;
instead of this, his friend adopts the most dismal
possible, and succeeds in rendering his host on;
as miserable as he was before he sent for him
How Fielding—the immortal creator of 11°,5°01
Adams—would have chuckled at an anecdote
this. As a specimen of Pepys's mode of journaii;,
ing, we quote his references to Colonel
who, if we mistake not, was the same indivitly„
who made himself so notorious by his treacheri
and cruelty in the West of England, during the PC
riod of Monmouth's ill-starred insurrection ao
This morning, Dr. Lawrence told me his ow° e,rte.
with the Governor, which shows Kirke a very b,r.—te:
Sheres, also, to-day called me aside on the Me'ill
tell me that Kirke owes 1,5001. among the inhAbit°o,
of the town, who can get nomoney from him, but Oro-e or
and, ' Why do you trust me ?' Nor dare theY c° to
plain, for fear of his employing some one or otbetro
do them mischief, as, Sheres says, lie hath done t° bit
men that have been killed, as generally believed, by
e 0
order. He caused a sergeant to be tied to a pest' '1;1
beaten by himself as long as he could do it ; thel/bir
another; and all for bidding a servant of his go tr"
mistress, Mrs. Collier.
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" To show how little he makes of drunwe- ot
(though he will beat a fellow for having a dirty face is
band), I have seen, as be has been walking with nie at
the street, a soldier reel on him as drunk as a deg.', at
this busy time too, when everybody not on guar' IVO
work. He bath only looked at him, and cried, t
i Op
fellow hath got a good morning's draught already • IN
so let him go without one word of reprehension. 0,
Lord does also tell me of nine hundred false niei'"„iti
(that, I think, was the number,) in two thousand sewii,
hundred men. This I will inquire after most eerOpy
" At supper, Dr. Ken told my Lord and the cof°llsoo
(Mr. Hughes, minister of the parish, being by) ler,
Kirke bath put one Robertson the parish, to bo reatthe
who will swear, drink, &c., as freely as any man in bit
town ; and now would put him on Shovel to he e.,
chaplain, in the James galley. But Dr. Ken prePTer
and desires my Lord to put in one Mercer, sehoolulasiog
of the town, for several reasons ; among the rest, kccP,,i
out Roberts. The reason of Kirke's thus aPPeArliiii
for him is, because he is brother to Mrs. Collier,
mistress.
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.‘To show, after all, how good a soldier he is,
how good disciplin9 he keeps here, my Lord Darta'noc,
going the round, and I with him, to the Mole, this
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tober 23d at night, my Lord found one officer 01 -00
guard drunk, below the church, and another agleePA ill
his bed, below that, at the head of the Mole ; °"„irti,
of them, to give both words, the in and the eurie' of
contrary to all order, and the reason of the thlA'ir
my Lord made me understand, the words being, P"
burgh and Dublin."

L 0 NziGull34E London,.Rr ) 3 VOLE.
1840.
Longbeard, Lord of London, is an histerl
romance of the days of Richard the First, and al
impressively with a street-row, a conjuror, iota,
tempest ! The row is occasioned by the execebt,
ingly rude behaviour of a young Nor,nan K"igairl
who meeting in broad day-light with a Saxon
in Smithfield market, endeavours to tumble 6,1 i.
touzle her in a way awful to think of; but is if
verted from his iniquitous purpose, by the this
.r
of the mob to " slit his ears for him,' and the
le
terference of the conjuror, who answers to the Oho
dious appellative of Abra Ben Acadabra, and
/he
escorts the young virgin home, where she tells pa
story of her wrongs to her father, a Loll hot
tanner, by name Jordan. We fear, however,
Miss Jordan's story must have been rather a Prcifiet
one, for during its relation we are assured that
venerable parent's " eyes were closed, and an °-tlical s
sional snore indicated that he was dozing in e,
heat," whereupon the considerate young genrile
woman began turning over the leaves of a faodiod
volume—a remarkable fact, when we bear in
that the art of printing was not discovereuds
nearly two hundred and fifty years obeli/91'
While Miss Jordan was thus reading her b°°v ger
possibly one of the Scotch novels—her you
sister, Miss Marian, who sat on a t
stool near her, amused herself by holdingeiog
conversation with her dog Odin, who, b wet
one of those extraordinary animals rarely kid
with except in romances like Lon beard, I°°very
up and wagged his tail, fully comprehending eioto
word she said I" Suddenly, however, the sae,cture
brute set up a loud bark, to the great disconwbo
of old Jordan, who forthwith pitched into sor
" with a log of wood ;" and while he was doings
" the solemn figure of the conjuror walked int°llo,fr
apartment; and saluted the father and his cla
e"o's
ters." The first few fragments of these gentletens
conversation blend instruction with entertain"'t re.
in so very uncommon a degree that we cannot
silt the temptation of quoting it :
it/ th°
" Waes hael I friend Aces Bacca Ben Dabra,"
Sax better
Waes hael I friend Jordan, the tanner, and *r.
memory to you for people's ?lames," replied the doeto
_.,er.
On the same night that this memorable colts'est
sation took place, an equally memorable tenZios
occurred in London, of which the younger
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Jordan expressed her opinion in these exact Weis
the wind bellows, as if it were enraged. (!is,alid
city, and were determined to hurl sru ,his
,
buildings to the ground at one blast." iviv hen.„e
desperate tempest, which terminates in P,71 fast
vol. 1, was over, Miss J. and her sisterlei
it,l