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Many a time have I seen the souls of both old and the two openings of the 137th; the whole of the 139th; young sighed away with those sweet words quivering -and, by the by, I wish you would read the 13th verse of last on the lips. Now, really, I have not the face to quote this psalm over again, and tell me what the fellows mean the Tait and Brady lines against these, but they are well by the threads in the loom there mentioned. What threads enough known to Mr Tennant, for often has he presented in what loom? Or where did they pick up the idea, far them two lines at a time, and sung them with the dying less the expression ? wives about Dollar; and I am sure, if he liked to tell the But enough of this carping and foolery, from which truth, he would confess that they gave every one of them I have been unable to refrain ; for my veneration of our the hiccup.
ancient psalmody is such, that to see an innovation in But turn to any thing pathetic, beautiful, or sublime it would almost break my heart. The venerable Prinin the whole psalmody, I care not where it be,—nay, let cipal Baird sent me a special invitation to his house one any person do it, however prejudiced, and say candidly, evening, many years ago, and in his own name, and those which is the most simply beautiful, and closest to the ori- of his brethren, presented a request to me to new versify ginal. Remember there is a great deal lies in that ; for a part of the Psalms. I answered, that he might as well is it not a glorious idea that we should be worshipping propose to me to burn my Bible, or renounce my religion. the same God, in the very same strains that were hymned The reverend father looked astonished, and asked an exto him by his chosen servants in the Tabernacle 3000 planation. I said, “it was because these verses, modelled as years ago ? But in the modern English version I will they were now, had long, long been the penates of Scotland. defy any man to trace the same strain of thought that Every peasant in Scotland had them by heart, and could runs through the prose translation. In ours, they are li- repeat any part by day or by night, as suited his or her terally the same. Therefore, the less that Messrs Brady family's circumstances. The shepherd recites them to his and Tait-(by the by, I do not know if that is the English son on the lonely hill, the mother to the child in her boway of spelling the latter gentleman's name— Is it, Mr They are the first springs of religion in the peaTennant ? I know it is spelled that way in the song of sant's soul, mingled with all his thoughts and acts of de“ Jock Tait;")-I say, I think the seldomer they measure votion through life, and hymned on the cradle of death; Teapons “ wi auld Geordie Buchanan, young man,” the and to make any innovation there, would be with a reck. better for them. Or if there is to be a modification, let less hand to puddle and freeze up the pure springs of rethe ancient and original spirit of ours be installed into ligion in the hearts of the most virtuous and most devout theirs, which would be an incalculable advantage. As I part of our community. No, no, Dr Baird; for the love said, read any truly poetical part of the psalms in both of God and your fellow-men, have no hand in such an exversions. Read the 8th, the 23d, the 84th, the 116th;* periment! Our country communities would be less shocked, and in thus turning over my borrowed psalmody, I can and their religious rites less degenerated, by the introducnot help comparing the opening lines of each version of tion of the liturgy at once, than by a new psalmody. I the latter sweet psalm :
will versify as much of the other parts of Scripture as you
want or desire, but never shall I alter, or consent to the “ My soul with grateful thoughts of love
alteration of, a single verse of our old psalmody, for they Entirely is possest,
are hallowed round the shepherd's hearth.”
So say I to Mr Tennant. I respect him, nay, I love
him as a brother ; but, for the household gods of the ScotSince he has now his ear inclined, I never will despair,
tish peasant, But still in all the straits of life
“ As long as I can wield a sword, To him address my pray’r.”
I'll fight with heart and hand.” That is very respectable, is it not, Mr Tennant? Is it And if there is really to be an edition of the Psalms from really esteemed as a literal and energetic opening this at Dollar, if you, my dear Editor, will grant me the first the Dollar Academy? Alas! hear how our antiquated reviewing of them, they shall be an edition of dolour to reformer has it :
somebody. I am, dear sir, yours ever,
JAMES Hogo. “ I love the Lord, because my voice
And prayers he did hear ;
SIR WILLIAM WALLACE AND
THE TORWOOD OAK. Now turn to the prose translation. The Scottish ver We are always anxious to rescue from oblivion any sion is literal ; it is the same, verbatim : the other is quite circumstances connected with the ancient days and forthe reverse.
Observe, Messrs Tait and Brady do not mer glories of our native land. We are, therefore, happy love the Lord because he has heard their prayer. But to avail ourselves of some documents which have lately they have some grateful thoughts of loving him some time been placed in our hands, with the view of throwing light for doing it—nay, their souls are entirely possessed by this upon the history of that old and famous tree, which, not laudable resolve. There is no such idea expressed by the less entitled to our admiration than the Royal oak of divine Psalmist, in “ I love the Lord.” And in the se Sherwood Forest, afforded shelter and protection to the cond verse, they say they are determined never more to good Sir William Wallace. despair, now that the Lord has once inclined his ear to Trees are at all times objects of interest, and none them. Where did they pick up that sentiment about de more so than the majestic oak, which sees the growth and spair? Not from the words of the son of Jesse. And the decay of surrounding woods, and which is still flounote farther. They are only going to address their prayers rishing and strong when the castle it beheld built in forto him in the straits of life! no other time. Now, that mer centuries is now a mouldering ruin. Of all the oaks is hardly fair in Dr Brady and Mr Tait, and quite ab- which Scotland has produced, not one ever attracted more stract from the sentiments of gratitude expressed by Da- attention than that which grew in Torwood, formerly an vid. But it is ever thus. The English versifier is con extensive forest in the parish of Dunipace, in Stirlingstantly going about the bush, and, like a preacher who shire. This forest was a favourite haunt of Sir William bas very few ideas, wants to blow up the few he has Wallace when but a young man, and in his wanderings with as many large swelling words as he can press into through it he formed an intimacy, if we may so speak, the sentence. In the same spirit every one must read with one tree in particular, with which subsequent events
indissolubly linked his name. This was an oak of a very * Read also Psalm 73d, from the 24th verse.
venerable and striking character, the trunk of which,
even in its last days, measured in one place, forty-two has grown up on the same spot a young oak, which is feet in circumference, and in another was about twelve now about a foot in diameter, and, as if conscious of its feet in diameter. There was in this oak an immense hereditary honours, is already the tallest in the wood. We cavity, in which not only Wallace himself, but occasion.. cannot, however, state that it grew out of the old stock ; ally some of his friends, sought and found refuge from for such is the kingly nature of the oak, that one plant the pursuit of their enemies in the dangerous and trou- never assumes the ground that has been previously occublous times in which they lived. That the openings pied by another, until every part is consumed and disin this tree were all hollow as far back as the twelfth placed by the proper vegetable mould. Yet it is to be century, proves it to have been of great age even then, hoped that the new oak will not disgrace the reputation and it was, indeed, generally believed to be a Druidical of its predecessor ; and though it may never shelter a bero tree, and that it had been consecrated at a very remote like Wallace, it may perhaps come to perform lesser feats, period to religious purposes. This is rendered more pro- as its prototype did not disdain to do. It is, for example, bable by the fact, that some vestiges of stone-work were a tradition of Stirlingshire, that nine queys having on one discernible, which surrounded it in a circular form. It occasion gone amissing, all search proved fruitless, until stood upon a slight elevation, but upon swampy ground, they were at length accidentally discovered pleasantly and rude causeways were afterwards formed leading to it pent up in the interior of the far-famed tree ! in different directions; for, associated as it was with the It is a curious circumstance, and deserving of notice, names of Wallace and of Freedom, it was visited in later that in the year 1788, the iron head of an ancient Scottimes almost as a holy shrine, at which the Scottish pea- tish spear was found in the Torwood, about a foot below sant might re-animate his patriotism.
the surface, and about thirty feet west from Wallace's We regret to state, that although a part of the trunk Tree. It was presented, in the same year, to the Society of this venerable tree existed till about the end of the last of Antiquaries, in whose possession it now is, by Mr Alexcentury, no traces of it now remain. In the words of ander Kincaid, stationer. We have seen this relic of the Rev. Mr Stirling, in his edition of Nimmo's History former days, and it is impossible to look at it, without of Stirlingshire, “ this august vegetable is now invisible.” allowing the imagination to form many fanciful conjecIts destruction was much precipitated by the pilgrims who tures as to its probable history and possessor. This is, resorted to it, all of whom were anxious to carry off pieces indeed, the chief advantage enjoyed by the antiquarian, of the wood, which were afterwards converted into va that pegs are continually presenting themselves to him rious memorials of Wallace. The oak, however, long upon which to hang a thousand conjectures. The spot survived all its less hardy brethren. “ In this ancient upon which stood the Tree of Wallace, must for ever be Torwood,” says Dr John Walker, in his Essays on Na- sacred ground; and every thing that tends to throw light tural History, “it stands in a manner alone; for there upon its localities, must be interesting in the eyes of a are no trees, nor any ruin of a tree, to be seen, that is Scotchman. nearly coeval. Compared to it, even the oldest of them is of a very modern date.” Even after it had fallen into
REMINISCENCES OF THE LATE ROBERT almost total decay, a peculiar sort of renovation, which sometimes occurs in an old tree, happened to this. In
ANDERSON, M.D. several places, a young bark shot upwards from the root, To the Editor of the Edinburgh Literary Journal. and formed one or two fresh branches towards the top of the old trunk. As late as the year 1789, the trunk was
Sir,—My excellent friend, Robert Anderson, M.D. twenty-four feet in height, and was still in vegetation. died on the 20th of February, at a quarter before four The following vignette, which is from a drawing made o'clock in the afternoon, having attained to the venerable in that year by the late Mr A. Kincaid, and which we age of eighty years. Few men will be more regretted know to be entirely authentic, conveys an accurate idea of among us. His amiable and gentlemanlike manners, his the shape and appearance it then had : *
prodigious store of information, and the heartfelt willing.
“Anon to my business I wish to proceed,
A man of integrity, genius, and worth,
Who soon a performance intends to set forth ;
A work, miscellaneous, extensive, and free, separated in the middle, and that the one-half has moul
Which will weekly appear by the name of the Bee : dered almost entirely away. Yet, even in this condition,
Of this from bimself I enclose you a plan, the wood was so hard as to admit of a high polish. To us, there is something more than commonly interesting
And hope you will give what assistance you can.” in its antique and worn-out appearance, as if it still clung Literature owes to Dr Anderson much more than hi to its natale solum with a feeling of pride, and with a con- own actual labours. His acute understanding first dis sciousness that it had been instrumental in protecting the covered and encouraged the genius of the author of “ Th liberties, and adding to the glories, of old Scotland. We Pleasures of Hope," and Mr Campbell, with great pri believe it was blown down some years after this, for we priety, inscribed that splendid production to his friend cannot bring ourselves to suppose that any proprietor The ingenious and erudite author of " Anster Fair” lon would voluntarily remove it. We are glad, also, to know, enjoyed the pleasure of his correspondence, previous to h that although this patriarchal tree no longer exists, there personal acquaintance. In short, many of the most em We are indebted for this cut to the Proprietors of Constable's ticular, mention, in reference to Burns, about whom
nent men of our country were his friends. I may, in pa Miscellany, who procured it for their forthcoming onlifeformwallace, much has been said of late, that the Edinburgh pubi work likely to contain much curious and interesting information,
THE FINE ARTS-PROFESSOR ROSINI-AN ENGLISH LITERARY
were first made acquainted with his poems through Dr had the most perfect respect, and to deplore that my acAnderson. I owe it to the memory of my excellent quaintance with him only existed for a few short years friend to state what passed between us on that subject of the latter part of his life. His friendship for me and only a few days previous to his death, and to claim for mine I shall cherish among the most valuable records of bim that priority of the notice of Burns's poetry, which my heart. I regret exceedingly that I am so little quaMr Lockhart has assigned to Mr Mackenzie. The litied to do any thing like adequate justice to his memory Doctor did not write the article I am about to allude to, and worth; nevertheless, I trust, but to him is due the praise of first pointing out the me
“ Unblamed may the accents of gratitude rise." rits of the Ayrshire ploughman, and causing them to be more extensively known, The circumstances are as fol
I Sir, &c.
P. MAXWELL. On a journey to Alnwick, Dr Anderson had, for a
5, Archibald Place, Edinburgh, fellow traveller in the coach, a Mr Cummings, an Ayr
9th March, 1830. shire gentleman. They had much conversation together, and, among many other things, Mr Cummings enquired
LETTER FROM PISA. if the Doctor had seen Burns's Poems, the Kilmarnock edition of which had just been published about that time. The Doctor replied he had not, nor had he ever heard of
JOURNAL--LITERARY PROPERTY IN ITALY-THE NUN OF the name; and did not feel inclined to pursue the enquiry, conceiving that the volume was probably the production
Pisa, February 6, 1830. of some common-place rhymester. Mr Cummings, how I took up the pen to give you some account of the preever, reverted again and again to the subject with great sent state of the arts at Pisa, but it would be as dull and enthusiasın, which so far excited the Doctor's curiosity uninteresting to yourself as to your readers, were I to as to induce him to request Mr Cummings to repeat enumerate a few obscure painters and sculptors whose any of the verses he could recollect. Mr Cumminys fame has not yet, and never is likely to extend beyond complied, and Doctor Anderson then heard for the the Alps. Suffice it to say, that though the Pisans had first time the Stanzas to a Mouse. This riveted his the glory of reviving the fine arts after their long slumattention, and he eagerly enquired where he could pro- ber during the dark ages, and of first diffusing a taste for cure a sight of the volume. Mr Cummings referred him them in their ancient Grecian simplicity and beauty, to a Mr Brown, a jeweller in Edinburgh, who had a copy there is now no city in the Peninsula where they are less of the work; and, as soon as the Doctor reached home, cultivated, or, more properly speaking, absolutely neglected, he got it, and perused it, as may readily be conceived, than this in the pre-ent day. with the greatest delight. He instantly set off to Mr The renowned Campo Santo is no longer a public ceSibbald, to show him the treasure he had got; and his metery, being now converted into one for the ashes of the partner, Mr Stewart, wrote that article, with extracts illustrious dead only, and a repository of Etruscan, Grefrom the poems, which appeared in the number of the cian, and Roman antiquities. It may be termed a museum Edinburgh Magazine, or Literary Miscellany, for Oc- in itself, as its walls are covered with frescoes by the old tober, 1786, and added farther extracts in the No- masters, and lined with urns, bas-reliefs, and sarcophagi, vember number. In the December number, Mr Mac- to which have been recently added a few splendid pieces kenzie's elegant article from the Lounger is inserted, of modern sculpture, such as those that ornament the and thus prefaced :-" In the Magazine for October tombs of Pignotti, by Ricci-a distinguished scholar of and November, our readers (many of them, we believe, Canova—and of Vacca, the friend of Byron, by Thorfor the first time) were made acquainted with the name waldzen. of the poet Burns; and, by the specimens which we There is no public gallery, and only two private collecthen took the liberty to insert, were enabled, in some tions of pictures here worth looking at—those of Count degree, to form an opinion of his extraordinary talents. Agostino, containing 300 or 400 pictures, three or four of His fame is spreading rapidly, and the merit of his which are certainly originals of good masters; and the works is acknowledged by all who have had an opportu- splendid little collection of cabinet pictures belonging to nity of seeing them. We hope, however, that few will Signor Rosini, Professor of Belles Lettres at this Unibe displeased with us for giving a place to the following versity, who has displayed his well-known taste and elegant critical Essay, in which our Scottish Bard is in- judgment in their selection. This highly-gifted person, troduced to the readers of the Lounger ; more especially who, in literature, may be termed the Magnus Apollo of as the paper has received some corrections since its first | Tuscany, in conjunction with some of bis brother professpublication on the 9th December.”
ors, conducts a literary journal, published monthly, in Burns was made known first through these very spe- the vernacular tongue ; not satisfied with which, an Engcimens to Mr Miller of Dalswinton, his worthy landlord, lish periodical, called the Ausonian, has just appeared. who was so delighted with them, that, thinking the poet | Do not imagine from this circumstance, that the English was soine needy ploughman, he sent the sum of five who reside at Pisa are men of such literary taste or atpounds to Mr Sibbald to be given to the bard. This cir- tainments as either to require or encourage a monthly cumstance is slightly hinted at in Dr Currie's Life, page paper for their amusement; by no means—they com191, G. B.'s edition.
prise very few intellectual persons; for it may be said In conclusion, I may add, that the portrait, an engra- that the animal predominates among them. ring from which is about to be published by Messrs Con however, some honourable exceptions, at the head of whom stable and Co., Doctor Anderson thought very highly of stands pre-eminent our gallant countryman Lord Lyueindeed. At first, however, he was not much inclined to doch, the distinguished veteran whose valiant deeds in the look
upon the likeness as being favourable, having his mind field have shed a lustre on old Scotland. prepossessed, or rather pre-occupied, with Beugo's print ; To give you a slight idea of the new literary journal, but, upon farther examination, as memory brought back I prefer analyzing its contents, rather than sending it to the living likeness, he allowed that there was more of the you, for I daresay you would not thank me for putting immortal original in this painting than in any thing he you to the expense of postage, which it is really not worth.
A speciinen, which was sent to him, of The editor is a German, I believe, who is well acquainted Mr Horsburgh's engraving, highly pleased him, and he with English and Italian, which he speaks and writes deemed it fortunate that the portrait had fallen into such pretty correctly. I have before me the prospectus, dated able hands.
so far back as September, 1828, in which he professes to Thus, sir, have I to mourn the loss of one for whom I treat the public with original essays, relating chiefly to
had ever seen.
the literature of this classic land,-critical reviews of the | cature on English criticism ceases the better; however, it most important Italian works, as soon as they are pub- is never likely to prove a public nuisance, for its readers lished,—and general intelligence, scientific and literary, will not probably extend much beyond its thirty subscrifrom Rome, Florence, Naples, &c. After sixteen months' bers, in the number of whom, I need not add, after what gestation, having, in the meantime, obtained about thirty I have said, will never be comprised,- Your sincere subscribers, at a guinea each,--" parturiunt montes, nasci-friend,
J. D, SINCLAIR. * tur ridiculus mus,”—the long threatened performance was at length published a few days ago. It is about the size
FINE ARTS. of the Literary Gazette, containing twelve pages of letter
THE FOURTH EXHIBITION OF THE SCOTTISH ACADEMY. press; but, from the large type and mode of printing, not more than half the quantity of matter either in that pe
(Concluding Notice.) riodical or in the Edinburgh Literary Journal. The price We propose to say a word or two this week of the most of each number is 5 pauls, or 2s. 3d., though I question deserving artists among those whom we consider, either if it would sell for 3d. in England. There are only two from their pursuing a false bent, or from their being set original articles, which occupy nine or ten pages; the first too young in art, inadmissible into that class, upon the is a spirited, well-written paper on the defective regula- labours of whose members we rest our hopes of the suctions relating to literary property in Italy, and the sub-cess of painting in Scotland. ject is treated with much ability by H. G. B.,* who D. . Hill. It was with considerable reluctance, resides at Pisa under a cloud, for this is not only a resort and after careful reflection, that we excluded this artist for English invalids, but also a refugium peccatorum. from the highest class. He has evidently been working There is so great a similitude between Italy and Ger- hard, and not without effect. His landscapes are among many—both divided into a number of different states, the the best in the Exhibition. His “ Sir William Wortby same language being common to all—that it would appear telling Patie's fortune,” has much good matter in it. There natural, as far as literature is concerned, to consider them is a rich, ladylike expression about Peggy, and her look as one family, which might easily be done were the Ita- towards the pretended fortune-teller is as of one whose lian princes to enter into an arrangement in order to pre- deep love struggles to make her believe what her better vent the introduction of surreptitious editions of the works sense rejects. Jenny's air of espièglerie contrasts finely of native authors into their respective states, similar to the with the deeper feeling of her lovely companion. The agreement made by the consent of the German sovereigns other figures are all respectable. Of Mr Hill's landscapes at the Diet. The great disadvantage in Tuscany, for in the best is No. 140— The Musselcraig of the Antistance, is, that an author not only enjoys no copyright of quary.” This artist is most to seek in the matter of his own works--it may be granted as a matter of favour true and simple colouring. by the Grand Duke for a limited time—but at Turin, James Stark has some pretty landscapes in his pecuMilan, Venice, or any other city, his work may be re- liar style. He seems to have been trained in the same printed by any bookseller who chooses to run the risk, school with the Nasmyths, but he has better and more thus depriving the unfortunate author of nearly all the massive foregrounds, a stronger body of colour, his trees profits of his labours, which every enterprising publisher are less dotty, and his distance more aerial. may pocket. The remedy proposed by the writer is one Mr Selby has two clever pictures in his department. which might easily be adopted, viz. that all the universi We have long known this gentleman's talents as an accoties in Italy should make common cause, and petition rate illustrator of zoological works, but this year he has their respective governments to effect a change so much gone beyond himself. There is the true feeling of an required for the benefit of authors, and for the extension artist in" Hopes Destroyed.” The malicious cock of the of literature in general.
magpie's tail, and the gusto with which he slubbers up The second article, by the editor himself, is a criticism the egg, are highly characteristic. The impotent rage of the on the review which appeared in a late number of the male bird, who puts his whole soul into his attack on the Foreign Quarterly of Rosini's interesting romance, plunderer, and helpless wailing of the mother, which Monaca di Monza.” Some curious particulars are given, we almost hear, are beautifully conceived and expressed. relating to the origin of this work, wbich is the produc- If Mr S. would give more truth to the colouring of his tion of the learned professor's leisure hours; but the tenor accessories, and choose more artist-like backgrounds, he of the whole is too much in the style of a putf, totally would leave us nothing to wish in his little pieces. uncalled for, in favour of a novel which passed through Alexander Fraser is scarcely himself this year. He twelve editions in Pisa, Florence, and Turin, in the has no such nice compact piece of painting as his " Tinker," course of a few months. Our critic speaks of it in what exhibited last season. There is not one of his productions he is pleased to term “his present discourse," as "above in which we could not point out something that is good, all condemnation."
but there is not one that produces any effect as a whole. To these two articles are added reviews of five new His drawing is execrable, as witness the Fisherinan, in works—none of them of the slightest general interest, No. 117, and his Girl at the Pump, in No. 99. even in Italy-huddled into less than a couple of pages, Roberts has only one picture—and it proves nothing without giving a single extract from any of them, except but a great deal of wasted time and talent. What has one stanza, I believe, of “ Alcune rime di F. Sacchetto." | set him a-copying Martin? He can paint, and Martia Finally, the twelfth and last page of this periodical contains cannot. On the other hand, there is a passionate frenhalf-a-dozen advertisements of pictures and books for sale, zied power about Martin, that gives an interest even to and furnished lodgings to let, &c. &c. I doubt not you his worst productions, and of this Roberts has not a are heartily tired of this sorry attempt at an English li- tittle. Back! back! within the lawful boundaries of terary journal abroad, and I shall be rather surprised if art! it proves more successful than the similar one started in DANIEL MACNEE has prettily drawn and coloured Pisa some years ago by Leigh Hunt, called the “ Liberal," picture of a Girl, No. 297. which dropped after the third number, though he reck Bonar has some nice little things; but he had as good, oned amongst his contributors Lord Byron and the un- if not better, last year. fortunate Shelley. Were this paper in good hands, it Robert Gibb is a promising artist; but he must take would be very gratifying to see it prosper ; but if it gains care, for he is giving in to a meretricious style of colourno strength as it proceeds, the sooner so miserable a cari- ing.
• This is, of course, not the H. G. B. of the Literary Journal, but, we believe, Mr H. Gray Bennet. The coincidence is curious.
• Author of the entertaining volume of Constable's Miscetiany, entitled " An Autumn in Italy."
William Kidd has a very clever illustration of the scribed by Humboldt. His Indian guides led him to a great Gentle Shepherd, showing
variety, all of which, however, had more or less of an acrid
and deleterious principle mixed with the lactescent quality. “ how the tawse
At last, on an excursion up the river Demerara, he was told Were handled by revengeful Mause."
by the native inhabitants of a settlement just below the first
rapids, of a tree, called by the Indians #ya-hya, the milk It is a very well painted picture, and enters, moreover, of which was both drinkable and nutritious. The specicompletely into the humour of Ramsay.
men of this plant, seen by Mr Smith, had a trunk from 16 We are seriously angry with J. B. Kidd. Last year to 18 inches in diameter; and was from 30 to 40 feet high, he promised something, but this year he has scarcely a
branching from the top. The bark was greyish, slightly picture that is worth any thing. There is neither a body milk seemed to be secreted between it and the wood. The
scabrous, and about a quarter of an inch thick; and the of colour, truth to nature, or beauty of any kind, in bis leaves were elliptic, acuminate, smooth, and oppositely pinpaintings. That he should be so utterly unconscious of his
The flower was monopetalous; the calyx single, deticiencies as to expose to public view that glaring daub, contiguous to the flower, and four-parted; the peduncle No. 260, augurs ill of his future progress. The fore- axillary, bearing four flowers, and sometimes tive. The ground is shadowy and unsubstantial; the green of the flower was sufficiently developed to enable Mr Smith to astrees cold and unnatural, and most absurdly placed upon certain that it belonged to the class Pentandria, and the av equally cold blue; the hills are hard, and the whole Smith saw it, and having fallen across a small rivulet, the
order Monogynia. The tree had been felled before Mr scene, though called morning, might, with equal justice, water was completely whitened by its juice. The milk, be called evening. The View of Abbotsford is, if pos-like fluid was richer and thicker than cow's milk, and sible, worse, with its long, harsh, unnatural lines of quite destitute of all acrimony, leaving only a slight feeling light, and its deer from a toy-shop. The only tolera of clamminess on the lips. This viscosity it lost when picture by this artist in the Exhibition, is a “ View of drunk in warm.coffee, with which it mixed freely, and Inch Calliach, on Loch Lomond,” (No. 15.)
appeared incapable of being distinguished from animal milk. William SMELLIE Watson has two fancy pieces—“ La A portion of the juice, preserved in a bottle, did not begin Seur de la Charité” (155) and “ The Correspondent” | tree; and on the twelfth day, some of it was used by. Mr
to curdle till the seventh day after it was taken from the (193.) They are too much mere pieces of trickery-at- Smith in tea, without its being discovered from animal tempts to catch the eye by transparency and strong re- milk by those who drank it. The Hya-hya is said to be flection.
by no means uncommon in the woods of Demerara ; and Nearly the same sentence may be passed on the Pre- there is reason to hope that its fruit may soon be procured. SIDENT'S "" Female Ornithologist" (1,) and his “ Study” A dried specimen of the Hya-hya, and a small bottle of the
milk, were transmitted by Mr Smith to Professor Jameson, (231.) Frascis Grant's “ Trooper of the Ninth Lancers, along with his letter. The latter is now undergoing a che
mical investigation; the former was exhibited to the meet(163,) is a spirited performance, in the manner of Velas-ing, accompanied by descriptive notes from the pen of Mr quez; and his “ Portrait of Lord Gray on a favourite Walker Arnott. This gentleman referred the Hya-hya to Pony,” is a fine bold piece of painting.
the natural order of Apocyneæ, and the genus TabernaThe painter of “ An Old Cottager” (199) need not montana—under the name of T. utilis.
« The usual profear to lay aside his “ Anonymous”—he has the right perties of the milk of the Apocynea,” continued Mr Arnott, stuff in him.
is are deleterious, and it is rather remarkable to find an inIt really does not occur to us that there is another pic there is any other on record.
stance to the contrary in this tribe; and I do not think
Future observations may tare in the Exhibition worth noticing, either for praise however, perhaps, ascertain similar mild qualities in other or blame.
species of Taberna-monlana, especially in their young There is no great display of Sculpture this year—no- branches, or when the sap is on the ascent, and before it be thing but busts. The best are Mrs Hemans (332) and elaborated. Among the Asclepiadeæ of Brown, which the Duke of Argyle, (330,) by Fletcher ; "a Gentle- have similar baneful properties, and which many botanists, man,” (329,) by J. Steell; and the Reverend Dr Peddie, also known of the milk being wholesome; I allude to a
indeed, consider a mere section of Apocyneæ, an instance is (331,) by Joseph.
plant found in Ceylon, which the natives call Kiriaghuna, We are given to understand that the duty of selecting from Kiri (milk), and employ its milky juice when the the pictures fit to be exhibited, and that of hanging them milk of animals cannot be procured; its leaves are even when selected, devolved this year upon two different bo-boiled by them as a substitute in such dishes as require to dies. We really cannot determine which has shown least he dressed with milk—it is the Gymnema lactiferum of judgment in the discharge of its office. For the benefit Brown. The young shoots of several species of plants beof those upon whom the task may devolve next year, we
longing both to the Asclepiadeæ aud Apocynee are used as
food." would suggest, in the first place, that good critics are apt
Dr Scot read an essay “ On the question--whether doto judge of an exhibition by the quality, not by the quan- mestic poultry were bred among the ancient Jews?" tity, of the pictures it contains; and, in the second place, that the situation of a picture should be determined by its intrinsic merit, and by the light best adapted to it, not
ANTIQUARIAN SOCIETY. solely by its fitness to fill up some vacancy.
Monday, 8th March. Professor RUSSELL in the Chair.
Present,-Dr Moncrieff; Donald Gregory, Gabriel SurLITERARY AND SCIENTIFIC SOCIETIES OF
rene, T. Repp, Esqrs. &c. &c. EDINBURGH.
There was exhibited, by permission of John Gregory,
Esq. advocate,–Commission by the Rector, Principals, Saturday, 6th March. Doctors, and Professors of the University of St Andrews,
dated 10th June, 1673, to Mr James Gregory, Professor of HENRY WITHau, Esq. in the Chair.
Mathematics in the University, to go to London to purPresent, — Professors Graham and Brunton ; Drs Greville chase instruments necessary for the proper teaching ot' Naand Scot; Walker Arnott, James Wilson, James llogg, tural Philosophy, Mathematics, and Astronomy, in the said Patrick Neill, Esqrs. &c. &c.
University ; and to obtain the most approved plan for an
Observatory to be erected at St Andrews. There was read a letter from James Smith, Esq. to There was then read,An enquiry into the origin, use, Professor Jameson, containing an account of the Hya-hya, and disuse, of the instrument called the Maiden," and into or Milk-tree of Demerara. "It appeared from this com the Laws and Customs in virtue of which Criminals were munication that the writer, during his travels in South decollated by the said instrument,-by Monsieur G. SurAmerica, was constant in his enquiries after trees yielding rene, F.S. A., Scotland, and Corresponding Member of the a milky juice, similar to the Palo de Vaca (or Cow-tree) de- Grammatical Societ y of Paris,