Star.
London, England, 1827-08-28 00:00:00

A SAILOR'S WEDDING.

A seaman named John Coombs, who was lately paid
off from his Majesty's ship Victor, was last seek
married under circumstances which attracted greht
attention amongst the mobility.. He had previously to
his going to sea paid his addrex,es to a young atom*
who had plighted her troth and-towed eternal con staneya
Happy in the assurance* of her love, which were oft re-'
peated in her letters, Jack,
" When sailing o'er thE midnight deep,"
thought but little
" Of all the rude dangers of grossing the ocean,"
occupied as he was with the image of his Susan, and with the
joyous anticipation of a happy meeting, when the strong cable of
Hymen, twisted into a tree lover's knot, might bind bin for good
and all to the girl of his heart. Bolt alas! " frailty, shy Haste Is
woman." On his return home, Jack found, to his mitt dial rap,
that the fickle faithless quean" bad been for some time married
to another. Surprise was followed by grief, and grief by anger,
and Jack resolved to be revenged—bat after a pl.n of his elan.—
It never occurred to him to bring ant action for breach of promises..
or to can out his rival—or to publish the Lady's letters—or td com-
mit suicide--4mt he resolved to do worse—he vowed to many—the
first woman he should meet willing to take him for better or worse.
Full of this " dread intent," Jack sallied forth, and ere long he fell
in with Miss Nancy Paul. Jack challenged this little brig, mid
soon broight her to, and she consented to surrender oa honourable
terms. She was Put at blooming sisteen—and she did not give
herself grime airs—therefore Jack bore off his prize, without much
trouble, brought her to Dock for a refit, took out a Bishop's
warrant, and next morning towed her up, with white at the main,
to Charles Church, where she was pronounied his for erer.s—
Intelligence of these doings having spread with the rapidity of a
woman's tongue, or the speed of a semaphorie dispatch, several
hundred persons were assembled at the church doors to greet the
happy couple; and various were the greetings—for although many
cheered, yet many hooted and blued. The bride and brideproeM,
desirous of avoiding all appearance of ostentation, lett the church
by a private door; but in vain—ethey were discovered, pursued,
and at length they took refuge in a neighbouring public-house.—
There they remained until the storm of popular feeling had passed
by; but the interval of quietness brought with it reflection, and
reflection told the young Lady that she had been a rink precipitate.
0 Young she was and sore afraid," and she declared that she wield
not be Jack's wife. Jack, however, was not to be cheated thus of
Write nosey, and insisted upon his bargain. The Lady reused
and wept, and When evening came, it was found necessity to use
much persuasion to induce her to enter the bridal chamber, but at
length, smiling through her tears like the sunset of a rainy day,
she yielded to the advice of her friends and became loyal—that is,
she complied with the Injunctions of the Mirage, and gave up the
' gpositiois..—Pfynionstk .bursal.
ani.rommbommomr.
The Cockney sportsmen are beginning to prepare to
take the field on the Ist of next month: Sporting jackets have risen
20 per Cent. in price, and guns engaged net to kick are in great re-
quest. Kicking of any gun, however, can be completely prevented
when charging it, by putting the shot in the barrel Before the powder
Honacit Wastromes, Onittort or TUC ITALIAN,
SCHOOL PAINTING—I can admire Corregio's grace
and exquisite finishing; but I cannot overlbok his
wretched drawings and distortions. I admire Parnit-
giano's more majestic grace, and wish the length of
limbs and necks, which form those graceful airs, were
natural. Titian wanted to have seen the antique;
Poussin to have seen Titian. Albano never painted
a picture, but some of the figures were stiff, and wanted
grace; and then his scarcely ever succeeding in large
subjects, will throw him out of the list of perfect painters.
Dominichino, whom Communion of St. Jerome is al-
lowed to be the second picture in the world, was gene-
rally raw in his colouring, hard in his contours, and
wanted a knowledge of the Miura oscura. In short, in
my opinion, all the qualities of a perfect painter Inlet
met but in Raphael, Guido, and Annibal Vesracsi.

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