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London, England, 1833-10-01 00:00:00

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engaged in the action, under the superinten-
dence of the Duke of WELLINGTON, has not
been drawn up. The longer the task is delayed,
the more difficult will it become. Death must
soon be busy with the surviving heroes of that
Memorable field, and we hear that even the face
of the surrounding country will soon be mate-
rially changed, the forest of Soignies being in
course of' demolition. " The Shipwreck" is an
article of the day, on the subject of the late
catastrophe off Boulogne harbour, of which we
cannot say that it presents anything beyond a
rehanhitig of the newspaper accounts. " The
Visit to the Field of Agincourt" is also " a
made up article," but in a somewhat better
style. The paper containing the account of
French privateering in the West Indies,
and the
" Loves of the Sailors" are two of the
best ; but that which has most amused us is
the " Miseries of a new Member of the Yacht
Club." The hero is the native of an inland
county, who has married a large fortune, and
the honey-moon being spent at Brighton, both
are seized with the desire of having a yacht.
They go to Cowes, a yacht is soon bought, and
the expedition to Cherbourg being resolved
upon, the following is an account of his ern-
hukation, &c.:—
current of the tide, which, I believe, met the wind, caused
tun motion; I am not sure about this, but I think I beard
somebody say so; but whatever might be the causes, I am
sure that I can answer for the effects. My wife screamed
d leant upon me ; and Lorimer Lomax pinched my left
an
black and blue. Luff, NIT! • said the man who
steered the boat, and thinking that he looked at me, and
,that very probably our safety depended on my instantly
'°ing something that he desired, I almost shouted in reply
;••••' In the name of heaven, what do you mean by luff?
Mary, my dear, luff, if you please; Lomax, pray luff, if
Yeti happen to know how." The steersman (I think you
WI him) gave a grim smile, and addressing my wife,
said, trim the boat, if you please, Ma'am.'
" `Mary,' said I, the man speaks to you.'
" What, Sir?' cried Mrs. Cockle.
" `Trim the boat,' said the man.
" `lSlerey on us,' I cried, he talks as if he were de-
liring her to trim a bonnet !'
'Sit there,' said the sailor.
" And thankful that at last he spoke intelligibly, with.
out et •
It”lag a word, I took my wife by the shoulders, and
aeed her in the identical spot to which he had pointed.
we Were now nearing the Waterwagtail, and the sailor
id,
`There'saC your yacht, your Honour, they'll soon bear
lon upon us.'
'bowl: upon us/' cried I, looking at the great black
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e were now tossed about worse than ever. A rope
ban,„l;clwlr to us, which hit me in the right eye, the boat
pro"" against the side of the yacht, and Lomax lay
wal trate on the flat of his back. My wife f I
inted, and
hold.b°rne up in a state of insensibility, and followed,
rri °g two slippery ropes, and with difficulty keeping
Y feet upon what, I believe, they called the accom-
eaodation-ladder. A pretty accommodation, indeed !
I stood upon my own deck, I leant against my own
st, and my own sailors pushed me about, and seemed to
o_ taider me in the way. I felt as if an illness was
coming over me_ my legs lost all strength—cold drops
stood upon my forehead—I sank upon a seat—my head
dangled over the side of the vessel—l was sea-sick !
"All fears left me, and with them all natural affections.
loared not three straws about my inestimable wife,—l
seeded not her cou in, who was my guest and fellow-
afrerer. I gave no orders,—l knew nothing that was
on. I was coascious that the weather was getting
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son worse ; but I was getting worse and worse
-1,41 f, and what is the weather to a dying man?
th. I knew nothing about the commodore,—l knew no-
hileg about the squadron. All night I lay on my berth
a_ ,the cabin, opposite to my wife, who also lay upon hers;
,s,"(!. our beds being on something like shelves let into the
'H, and we being pale and motionless, I thought we
resembled bodies iu amausoleum.
meta One lamp suspended from the ceiling, cast on us a
chairs, light. Oh, how it swang to and fro ! and the
that 9i how they tumbled about ! and the horrid clamour
Ire beard of shouting men and flapping sails, and
king masts, and howling winds, and rushing waters.
...Peak nothing but the truth, when I declare that I
—Noted every minute that we should go to the bottom.
One of my men came down to us occasionally and
t...e 'ate brandy, which I passively swallowed, and gave
•"dY to Mrs. Cockle. I had just sense enough left to
observe that she drank it passively too.
ti. " Once I ventured to whisper, 'ls there any hope? I
-Uiet We're near land.'
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``Near land!' he replied. No, no, we must keep
,e 4 of land, Land is the worst place we could see, such
44ight as this.'
bte4lllow people may be mistaken ! Land was what I had
;'ringing for.
:4:Could we not go ashore?' said I.
go t4Ye ;if we don't keep a good look-out, we shall
.au ore,' he answered.
, ' Well ')) •
• said I.
a°de And in ten minutes the vessel would go to pieces,
t,i,;',ery !sonl on board won'tt perish.'
ing 's' wife groaned, and so did I ; and I heard an echo-
graan from Lorimer Lomax, whose body had been laid
hein, sort of closet which served many purposes, and
dr..' tined with plate glass, among others, as a place to
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tad t'hgalu came the horrid night, with the swinging lamp,
;anther din of many noises ; and another day passed, and
Navin and at length, feeling the improbability of her
%leg survived so long, I sometimes spoke faintly to my
liletirhat I might, from her answering or remaining
Oa
iudge whether she was alive or dead.
tad e morning I heard guns firing and people huzzaing,
teat inrurmed that the weather having abated, we had
offerd nearer the French coast, and that we were now
44,1 t eirb"rg• My mate was a communicative person,
late f:d the all that was going on. We had arrived too
squad t great part of the festivities, a sort of awkward
glee th° the squadron. But the sailor told me with great
fur the 't We were at that moment going through evolutions
Asa amusement of the great people on shore, where I
dialllvited, with the other members of the R.Y.C. to
.s:vit,la French royalty.
said I, shaking my head convulsively, as a
Person always does when you talk to him of dainties."

L COBBETT'S MAGAZINE.
beThe tale entitled " The Snuff-box" is the
whst article in the present number, which, as a
Th°le, is deficient in point and condensation.
Factory System" would have told with
tolcie ` °
eireet a few months hence than it is likely
t~tent just now, when the question is, to all
s ,
and purposes, lying dormant.
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Th-44-12V UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE.
riumere is some entertaining writing in this
are eri but its besetting sin is, that its articles
view")), diluted—too wire-drawn. The " Re-
, rauer, are the ablest written portion of the

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The GAZINE.
ret 1 e greater part of this Magazine is appa-
butt?' a compilation from the Indian newspapers
articles it
ceasionally contains some short original
ever of merit. The present number, how-
ciac i 8 not entitled to any very great commen-
to di" on that account. Of the sixty pages or
to 'ev°ted to original matter, some are devoted
it ,i? weak attack upon the pamphlet entitled
1, 21° Reform Ministry and the Reformed
arllarn ,1
tilted ."ent ; others to a strained and exagge-
t account of Sydney society, and the
Nal il
1.1-.er to scraps of different kinds. The
writer
h of the article on " Society in Sydney",
li 4 evidently been in the country, and if he will

but be a little more natural will, we dare say,
give pleasure in the account he promises us oi
the manners of the upcountry settler.