The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1849-09-22

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multuous rapture OF his mind.
After some little delicate devotion TO his
toilet he descended to the parlor, where he
was introduced to Mrs. Macready. "Aly
dear, this is my kind friend, Me-. PrichaId,
whose attention TO ms at the theatre have
named to you." MIS- Macready. in her
usual lady.like manner welcomed him.
Mr.. Prichard lowered litile and said,
"The pleasure he felt ia showing his re-
spect for so resplendant a genius as Mr.:
Macready was his greatest happiness and
reward" &c. He was interrupted in his
blushing and glowing enumeration by the
iragedian's saying, ave don't dine till six,
we shall have time for stroll in the gar
den and paddock" Mr.. Macready pointed
out in his sententious way the wonders
around. "That is my little paddock-there
is my boys horse-there is small hen. .
Mr.. Prichard put forth word or two OF
rhetoric "How blissful for man Of ge-
MUS, tired with the fret and fever Of The
world, to retire, and in the calm secluson, :"
and so on. Mr.. Macready nipped this fine
crop of oratory by saying, "That's COW,
it supplies our family with milk" "HapPy
COW. exclaimed the manager) to supply so
great a mans family with milk" Pfichard,
in the intense alteration of the minute,
wished himself COW! As Jupiter for love
of 10 turned himself into bull, so would
Prichad have done the synonomo us for Mr..
Macready.
Behold Mr.. Prichard actually seated OF
The same table with Mr.. and Mrs Macrea-
dy! In the course Of the evening the cour-
locus host happened to say to this simple
minded man ger, "Prichard, make your
self at home; ask for whatever you want;
have warm bath in the house; one would,
am sure, do you good; if you think +,
you have only to ring; tell my man;-it is
prepared in a minute-now don't stand on
any ceremony--it is no trouble"
Dinner passed of; Mr.. Macready was
condescendlng--the manager seemed trans
lated; towards midnight he was led TO bis
room by his hero, and told that he was to
consider himself at home, and do as he
liked. Left alone he gave himself up TO a
variety Of pleasing reflections; Tapped in
this reverie, time slid on unconsciouslv; at
last The words Of Mr.. Macreac y, ga warm
bath will do you good; it gives no trouble
it is prepared in minute" fastened upon
him with fatal fascination. alt will do
me good" Involuntary exclaimed Prich.
ard; Il feel overpowered with the sensations
that have rushed through me; will have
one; Mr.. Macready pressed me TO take il;
he will be offended if don't; would not
would his feelings for the world" His
hand instinctively pulled the bell like fear
in Collins Ode,
ale back recOed, he knew not why,
Fen at the sound himself had made"
The tinkling ceased; dead silence; again
The bell was rung louder; no one came;
Prichard gave up the idea OF his bath and
thanked the abortive ringing; at length, Just
as he was preparing to get into bed there
was a rap at his door with a half sleepy
"Did you ring, sir?" 81 should like TO have
a warm BATH" family CALCULATED Prichard
half suspecting the absurdIy Of the request:
"A warm bath, sir?' said the servant
"Yes, Mr.. Macready said could have a
warm BATH The servant vanished and
went to his masters bed room door and
raped; the great actor was sleeping, no
doubt dreaming Of histrionic triumphs, with
no Astor House in the vista.
Mrs. Macready was the first to hear this
unusual sound. She listened a minute
space, then touching the modern Macbeth's
arm, said, William, what is that" deep
cultural growl was the response.
"Again the lady at hIs side,
Her soul-subduing voice applied"
William, pray wake, | tell you hear
a noise. | thought | heard a bell ring
twice before; William, pray wake, am
getting alarmed" When Mr.. Macready
was thoroughly awake. he sat up in bed.
"Who is that" said he. Me, sir" said
the servant. "What do you mean by dis
turbing US in the middle of the night?"-
"Please, sir, Mr.. Prichard wants a warm
BATH "A warm bath" gasped his mas
ter, ''does he know it is the dead waste and
middle OF the night? a warm bath. ha! ha!''
continued he, "was there no pond on his
road hither that he could have washed inl a
warm bath, hah! hah! Rouse all the ser
vents; let him have his bath; bath bath
his kingdom for bath" saying this he
sunk hysteHcslly upon the pillow.
In 1886, Mr.. Dickens married Miss
Catharine Hogartb, and to all human ap-
pearance the union has been happy one:
they have family Of seven children, the
eldest boy Of about twelve years. His
two last boys he has named after Alfred
Tennyson and Francis Jeffreys, piece Of
vanity unworthy 50 shrewd an observer of
human nature.
In 1343 he visited america. but this is
TOO well known to need any reference be.
yond the mere fact. We may, however,
,ay in passing, that much Of the unsais.
factory nature OF that visit is chargeable TO
the injudicious course taken by the very re-
spectacle body Of gentlemen, who, totally
gnorant OF the peculiar temperament of
The distinguished novelist, somewhat offici.
ously, though doubtless with the best inten
lions, took charge of him, and, in short,
placed him under q complete Surveillance.
which impeded that free observation and
genial intercourse with the masses which is
absolutely necessary TO he formation of a
just opinion of the American people.
He has since passed year in Italy. and
another in Switzerland. He is fond of |
trip to Paris, but the volatile manners OF
that vivacious nation seem to escape him. or
haflla his raware IF