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Times of Trial; being a brief Narrative of the Progress plan I commenced my machinations. The old fox was of the Reformation, and of the Sufferings of some of the too cunning even for me—he too had his plot, and iad Reformers. By Mary Ann Kelty. One vol. 8vo. hit upon the expedient of obtaining my opinion withoula Pp. 470. London. Longman, Rees, and Co. 1830. fee !--the skinfiint! Long and doubtful was the contes

-hint succeeded bint, question after question was put, This is a very sensible book, displaying good feeling on

till at last my entertainer was victorious, and I retired the part of the author. It is a connected bistory of the crest-fallen and feeless from the field! By the soul of } sufferings of the Reformers, from the time of Wickliffe, Erskine, had it not been for his dinners, I should have down to the accession of Elizabeth. It will be read with

cut him for ever! Still I grubbed with this one, cultipleasure by all who take an interest in the subject.

vated an acquaintance with that, but all to no purpose

no one pitied my position. My torments were those of MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE.

the damned! Hope (not the President) alone buoyed me up— visions of future sovereigns, numerous as those

which appeared to Banquo of old, but of a better and MY FIRST FEE.

more useful kind, flitted before my charmed imagination. Pride, poverty, and starvation pushed me on. What!

said I, shall it be hinted that I am likely neither to have “ Fee him, father, fee him."

a fee nor a feed ?-tell it not in the First Division-pubSeven long yearning years had now elapsed since, with lish it not in the Outer-House ! - All my thoughts were the budding anticipation of youthful bope, I had assumed riveted to one object—to one object all my endeavours the lugubrious insignia of the bar. During that dread

were bent, and to accomplish this seemed the altimatum of ful time, each morn as old St Giles told the hour of bliss. nine, might I be seen insinuating my emaciated figure Often have I looked with envy upon the more favoured within the penetralia of the Parliament House, where, candidates for judicial fame,—those who never return to begowned and bewigged, and with the zeal of a Powell their domicile or their dinner, but to find their tables or a Barclay, I paced about till two. These Peripatetic groaning with briefs! How different from my case! practices had wellnigh ruined me in Wellingtons and, lat- My case ? What case? I have no case !- Not one fee terly, in shoes. My little Erskine was in pawn; while to mock its own desolateness ! Months and months passmy tailor and my landlady threw out most damning hints ed on—still success came not! The hoped-for event came of their long bills and longer credit. I dared not under not-resolution died within me, I formed serious inten. stand them; but consoled myself with the thought, that tions of being even with the profession. As the profesthe day would come when my tailor would cease his dun- sion had cut me, I intended to have cut the professien. ping, and my landlady her clamour.

In my wants, I would have robbed, but my hand was I had gone the different circuits, worn and torn my withheld by the thought, that the jesters of the stove gown, seated myself in awful contemplation on the side might taunt me thus,—“ He could not live, so he died, benches, maintained angry argument on legal points with by the law.” I have often thought that there is a grat some more favoured brother, within earshot of a wily similarity between the hangman and the want of a feewriter. In fine, I had resorted to every means that fancy the one is the finisher of the law, the other of lawyers! could suggest, or experience dictate; but as yet my eyes Pondering on my griefs, with my feet on the expiring had not seen, nor my pocket felt—a fee. Alas! this was embers of a sea-coal fire, the chair in that swinging posia denied. I might be said to be, as yet, no barrister ; for tion so much practised and approved in Yankee Land, what is a lawyer without a fee? A nonentity! a sha

--the seat destined for a clerk occupied by my cat, for I dow! To my grief, I seemed to be fast verging to the love every thing of the feline species,—my cogitations latter; and I doubt much whether the “ Anatomie vi

were disturbed by an application for admittance at the vante could have stood the comparison—so much had outer-door. It was not the rat-tat of the postman, nor my feeless fast fed on my flesh !

the rising and falling attack of the man of fashion, bat I cannot divine the reason for this neglect of my legal a compound of both, which evidently bespoke the knockre services. In my own heart, I had vainly imagined the unaccustomed to town. I am somewhat curious in knocks sufficiency of my tact and subtelty in unravelling a nice -I admire the true principles of the art, by which one point; neither had I been wanting in attention to my may distinguish the peer from the postmán—the dan studies; for heaven and my landlady can bear witness frem the dilettante—the footman from the furnisher. But that my consumption of coal and candle would have suf- there was something in this knock which batiled all my ficed any two ordinary readers. There was not a book skill; yet sweet withal, thrilling through my heart with or treatise on law which I had not dived into. I was a joy unfelt before. Some spirit must have presided in insatiable in literature; but the world and the writers the sound, for it seemed to me the music of the spheres. seemed ignorant of my brain-belabouring system, and sedu.. A short time elapsed, and my landlady“ opened wide lously determined that my feeling propensities should not the infernal doors.” Now hope cut capers-(Lazenby, be gratified.

thou wert not to blame, for of thy delicacies I dared pot Never did I meet an agent either in or out of Court, even dream !)—now hope cut capers within me! Heavy but my heart and hand felt a pleasing glow of hope and footsteps were heard in the passage, and one of the lords of joy at the prospect of pocketing a fee ; but how often of the creation marched his calves into the apartment, have they turned their backs without even the mortify- With alacrity I conveyed my corpus juris" to meet him, ing allusion to such a catastrophe! How oft have I and, with all civility, I requested him to be seated. My turned round in whirling ecstasy as I felt some seemingly landlady with her apron dusted the arm-chair, (I purpatronising palm tap gently on my shoulders with such chased it at a sale of Lord M 's effects, not causes,a tap as writers' clerks are wont to use ; but, oh, ye gods! expecting to catch inspiration.) In this said chair my a grinning wretch merely asked me how I did, and passed man ensconced his clay. on !

I had commenced my survey of his person, when my Nor were my illegal friends more kind. There was an eyes were attracted by a basilisk-like bunch of papers old gentleman, who, I knew, (for I made it my business which the good soul held in his hand. In ecstasy I gazed to enquire,) had some thoughts of a law-plea. From him-characters were marked on them which could not be I received an invitation to dinner. Joyfully, as at all mistaken ; a less keen glance than mine might bave distimes, but more so on this occasion, was the summons covered their import. My joy was now beyond all bounds, obeyed. I had laid a train to introduce the subject of his testifying itself by sundry kickings and contortions of the wrongs at a time which might suit best, and with this body. I began to fear the worthy man might think me,

mad, and repent him of his errand,— I calmed myself, With Aowers of budding hawthorn. Then his store and sat down. My guest thrust into my hands the pa- Of maidenish nick-nacks greatly overran pers, and then proceeded to issue letters of open doors My utmost arithmetical operation. against his dexter pocket. His intentions were evident; Andrew knew well, better than any man vith difficulty could I restrain myself. For some mi- In all the eighteen towns of Cumberland, nutes “he groped about the vast abyss," during which The prime regard that's due to pence and farthings, time my agitation increased so much that I could not | The right hand columns of his ledger-book. have answered one question, even out of that favourite | This I call native wisdom, and should stand chapter of one of our institutional writers, “ On the In- Example to us of each small concern stitution of Fees.” but let me describe the man to whom That points to an hereafter. For how oft I owe so much.

Is heaven itself lost for a trivial fault! He was a short, squat, farmer-looking being, who might First we commit one sin-one little sinhave rented some fifty acres or so. Though stinted in A crime so venial, that we scarcely deem his growth upwards, Dame Nature seemed determined It can be register'd above.

Yet that one to make him amends by an increase of dimension in every Leads to another, and, perchance, a greater : other direction. His nose and face spoke volumes--ay, Higher and higher on the scale we go, libraries of punch and ale; these potations had also made Till all is lost that the immortal mind themselves manifested lower down, by the magnitude of Should hold to estimation or account ! the belligerent powers. There was in his phiz a cunning Thus wisdom should be earn'd.

But I forgot, leer, in his figure a knowing tournure, which was still Or rather did omit, at the right place, further heightened by his dress ; this consisted of a green To say that Andrew at first sight could know coat, which gave evident signs of its utter incapability The nature, temper, habits, and caprices of ever being identified with Stultz ; cords and continu. Of every customer, man, wife, or boy, ations encased the lower parts of his carcass; a belcher Stripling, or blooming maid. Yet none alive his throat; while the whole was surmounted by a castor Could Andrew know, for he had qualities of most preposterous breadth of brim, and shallow capa-Of eye, as well as mind, inscrutable. city. But in this man's appearance there was a some For when he look'd a person in the face, thing which pleased me—something of a nature superior He look'd three ways at once. Straightforward one, to other mortals. I might have been prejudiced, but his And one to either side. But so doth he, face and figure seemed to me more beautiful than morning. That wondrous man, who absolutely deducts,

Never did I gaze with a more complacent benevolence Arranges, and foretells, even to a day, on a breeches-pocket. At last he succeeded in dragging Nature's last agony and overthrow. from its depths a huge old stoc through which “the Presumptuous man ! Much would I like to talk yellow letter'd Geordies keeked.” With what raptures with him but for one hour. So I am told did I look on that old stocking, the produce, I presumed, Looks a great man—a man whose tongue and pen of the stocking of his farm. It seemed to possess the Hath hope illimitable. One who overrules power of fascination, for my eyes could not quit it. A great academy of northern lore. Even when my client (for now I calculated upon him,) So look three of our noble peers. even when my client began to speak, my attention still Looks one—and I have seen the man myselfwandered to the stocking. He told me of a dispute with his A fluent, zealous holder forth, within landlord, about some matters relating to his farm, that he The House of Commons. So look'd Andrew Graham, was wronged, and would have the law of the laird, though That peddling native of fair Bassenthwaite. be should spend his last shilling, (here I looked with in Now this same look had something in't, to me creased raptores at the stocking.) On the recommenda- Deeply mysterious. For, if that the eye tion of the minister (good man!) be had sought me for

Be window of the soul, in which we spy advice. He then opened wide the jaws of his homely Its secret workings, here was one whose ray purse be inserted his paw—now my heart beat_he Was more illegible than darkest cloud made a jingling noise-my heart beat quicker still—he Upon the cheek of heaven ; whene'er he look'd pulled forth his two interesting fingers—Oh, ecstasy! he Straight in my face, and I return'd that look, pressed five guineas into my extended hand—they touched His seem'd not bent on me, but scatter'd the virgin palm, and oh, ye gods! I was FEED!!! To either hand, as if his darkling spirit Edinburgh, 16th March, 1830.

P. R.

Scowl'd in the elements. Yet there was none
Could put him down when loudly sceptical,

But I myself. A hard and strenuous task !

For he was eloquence personitied.

Now it must be acknowledged, to my grief,

That this same pedlar—this dark man of shawls, By the Ettrick Shepherd.

Ribbons, and pocket napkins—he, I say, Ix vale of Bassenthwaite there once was bred

Denied that primal fundamental truth, A man of devious qualities of mind;

The Fall of man ! Yea, the validity Andrew the Packman, known from Workington,

Of the old serpent's speech, the tree, the fruit, And its dark and uncomely pioneers,

The every thing concerning that great fall, Even unto Geltsdale forest, where the county

In which fell human kind! The man went on, Borders on that of Durham, vulgarly

Selecting and refusing what he chose Called Bishoprigg. But still within the bounds

Of all the sacred book. Samson's bold acts, Of ancient Cumberland, his native shire,

(The wonders of that age, the works of God!) Andrew held on his round, higgling with maids

The jaw-bone of the ass,—the gates of Gaza,About base copper, vending baser wares.

Even the three hundred foxes, he deniedNot unrespective, but respectively,

Terming them fables most impossible! As suited several places and relations,

But what was worse,-proceeding, he denied Did he spread forth muslins, and rich brocades

Atonement by the sacrifice of life, Of tempting aspect; likewise Paisley lace,

Either in type or antitype, in words Upholden wove in Flanders, very rich

Most dangerously soothing and persuasive. Of braid, inwove with tinsel, as the blossoms

Roused into opposition at this mode Of golden broom appear ini hedgerows, white

Of speech, so full of olenginiousness,

And so


How happy mightst thou be through these thy rounds
Of nature's varied beauties, wouldst thou view
Them with rejoicing and unjaundiced eye!
The beauteous, the sublime, lie all before thee;
Luxuriant valleys, lakes, and flowing streams,
And mountains that wage everlasting war
With heaven's own elemental hosts, array'd
In hoary vapours and majestic storms.
What lovely contrasts! From the verdant banks
Of Derwent, and the depths of Borrowdale,
Loweswater, Ennerdale, with Buttermere
And Skiddaw's grisly cliffs. Yet, what to thee
Are all these glimpses of divinity
Shining on Nature's breast? Nay, what to thee
The human form divine ? The form of man,
Commanding, yet benign? Or, what the bloom
Of maiden in her prime, the rosy cheek,
The bright blue laughing eye of Cumberland,
Loveliest of England's maids? What all to thee,
Who, through thy darkling and dissociate creed,
And triple vision, with distorted view,
Look'st on thy Maker's glorious bandywork,
And moral dignity of human kind!
-Even go thy ways! But, when thou com’st at last,
To look across that dark and gloomy vale
Where brood the shadows and the hues of death,
And see'st no light but that aberrant meteor
Glimmering like glow-worm's unsubstantial light
From thy good works, in which thou put'st thy trust,
Unhappy man! then, woe's my heart for thee !"

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Yet sapping the foundation of the structure
On which so many human hopes are hung,
It did remind me even of a pillar
Of pyramidal form, which I had seen
Within the lobby of that noble peer,
The Earl of Lonsdale. On the right hand side,
As entering from the door, there doth it stand
For hanging hats upon. Not unapplausive
Have I beheld it cover'd o'er with hats.
Apt simile in dissimilitude
Of that most noble fabric, which I have
In majesty of matter and of voice
Aroused me to defend. “ Sir, hear me speak,"
(Now at that time my cheek was gently lean'd
On palm of my left hand ; my right one moving
Backwards and forwards with decisive motion,)

6 Sir, hear me speak. Will you unblushingly
Stretch your weak hand to sap the mighty fabric,
On which hang millions all proleptical
Of everlasting life? That glorious structure,
Rear'd at the fount of Mercy, by degrees
From the first moment that old Time began
His random, erring, and oblivious course ?
Forbid it, Heaven! Forbid it Thou who framed
The universe and all that it contains,
As well as soul of this insidious pedlar,
Aberrant as his vision ! O, forbid
That one stone—one small pin—the most minute,
Should from that sacred structure e'er be taken,
Else then 'tis no more perfect. Once begun
The guilty spoliation, then each knave
May filch a part till that immortal tower
Of refuge and of strength, our polar star,
Our beacon of Eternity, shall fall
And crumble into rubbish. Better were it
That thou defaced the rainbow, that bright pledge
Of God's forbearance. Rather go thou forth,
Unhinge this world, and toss her on the sun
A rolling, burning meteor. Blot the stars
From their celestial tenements, where they
Burn in their lambent glory. Stay the moon
Upon the verge of beaven, and muffle her
In hideous darkness. Nay, thou better hadst
Quench the sun's light, and rend existence up,
By throwing all the elements of God
In one occursion, one fermenting mass,
Than touch with hand unhallow'd, that strong tower,
Founded and rear'd upon the Holy Scriptures.
Wrest from us all we have—but leave us that !"

The spirit of the man was overcome,
It sunk before me like a mould of snow
Before the burning flame incipient.
He look'd three ways at once, then other three,
Which did make six ; and three, and three, and three,
(Which, as I reckon, made fifteen in all,)
So many ways did that o'er-master'd pedlar
Look in one moment's space. Then did he give
Three hems most audible, which, to mine ear
As plainly said as English tongue could say,
“ I'm conquer'd ! I'm defeated ! and I yield,
And bow before the majesty of Truth !"

He went away—he gave his pack one hitch
Up on his stooping shoulders ; then with gait
Of peddling uniformity, and ell
In both his hands held firm across that part
Of man's elongated and stately form
In horses call’d the rump, he trudged him on,
Whistling a measure most iniquitous.
I was amaz'd; yet could not choose but smile
At this defeated pedlar's consecution ;
And thus said to myself, my left cheek still
Leaning upon my palm, mine eye the while
Following that wayward and noctiferous man:

“ Ay, go thy ways ! Enjoy thy perverse creed, If any joy its latitude contains !



Monday, 15th March
Present,-Professors Wallace and Christison ; Drs Gre-

gory, Knox, and Borthwick;, James Robison, —Gardon, &c. &c. Esquires.

De Knox concluded his paper on Hermaphroditical appearances in the Mamalia.

Professor Christison read a paper, which he intimated to the Society was the first of a series of experimental essays on the physiology of the blood and respiration. The only order of delivery he could prescribe for these papers, was that which the progress of his experiments might suggest. The present communication related to the much-agitated question, whether the change effected upon the blood in its transmission from the veins to the arteries, was susceptible of explanation upon chemical principles alone ; or whether the additional aid of some vital process must be assumed in order to account for it? Priestley, Girtanner, Berthol let, and other physiologists, had shown that venous blood, agitated in contact with atmospheric air, assumed the bright arterial red; that oxygen disappears, and carbonic acid is formed, during the process—in short, that the same effects are produced as by the process of respiration in the living body. But the correctness of their experiments and inferences had lately been called in question by Dr Davy, who maintains that no change is effected in the colour of the blood; that the change produced in the composition of the air, is the result of incipient putrefaction; and that in experiments instituted by himself, with blood recently drawn from a vein, no change had taken place. Dr Chris tison bad been induced, by this statement of Dr Davy, to repeat the experiment with the utmost care and nicety of which he was capable; and his conviction was, that the change from venous to arterial blood is effected by mere mechanical agitation of the fluid, in conjunction with atmospheric air, after being drawn from the body, as completely as if subjected to the influence of the air inhaled during the process of respiration in the human frame. Dr C. then proceeded to detail the nature of his experiments, premising that the operator required to be on his guard against deceptive results, proceeding from two different causes. In the first place, in some states of the system, the venous blood was found of such a bright red as to be with difficulty discernible from the arterial. He had known cases where


the surgeon, on opening a vein, had been led for some mo- took it into their heads to vociferate loudly for him; and ments, by the appearance of the blood, to fear that he had

Vandenboff, of course, came forward to assure them, that by mistake opened an artery, When the blood was in this it was one of the happiest moments of his life, and that state

, it was evident that little change in the colour of the he would never forget them. blood or composition of the air could be expected. In the better, had he expressed himself somewhat to the follow

We should have liked him second place, in the blood of persons labouring under certain disorders, the colouring bore an unduly small propor- ing effect :-“ Ladies and Gentlemen, What the devil is tion to the serous matter. In such cases, the change ef- it you mean? Here I have been playing for the last six fected in the composition of the air, would necessarily be so weeks to empty benches, and have been getting myself small as to be apt to escape detection, unless very nicely ever and anon cut up by some of your best critics; and measured. He mentioned these circumstances to show that the failure of one, or even more experiments, was not fatal going to rid you of my presence. I wish to heaven, La

now you seem all like to break your hearts, because I am to the principle he maintained. His first care was to procure a vessel, in which all ingress of the external air

could dies and Gentlemen, you would be a little more consistbe prevented, and the quantity left in contact with the blood

Either come and see me when I am here, or let me before and after agitation accurately ascertained. The blood go away without making a mockery of me in this fashion. was obtained so as to avoid as much as possible all previous Ladies and Gentlemen, I am your very obedient humble contact with the atmosphere, by allowing it to flow in a servant; but catch me visiting Edinburgh again in a full stream into a bottle, which was closely stopped as soon as full, with a grooved stopper. Into this buttle several thus. For ourselves, however, we wish to part friends

hurry.”— Whatever Vandenhoff said, we know he felt small pieces of lead had been previously introduced, as nuclei round which the fibrin might collect, and thus be separated

with him. Set aside Kean, Young, Macready, Charles from the colouring matter and serum. The colouring mat- Kemble, and perhaps Warde, and we believe Vandenhoff ter and serum, thus prepared, were then transferred to the to be the best tragedian we have. If he be not content vessel above-mentioned, between one hour and three hours with this praise, we cannot help it. We shall be glad to after the blood was drawn; and care was taken to admit see him here again at a future opportunity, when we may the least possible contact with the external atmosphere. As possibly say more of him. soon as the due proportions of blood and air were in the vessel, its aperture was closed, and the agitation commenced. ings this week. On the whole, we have been disappoint

Miss Fanny Ayton sang and acted to us for three evenCare was also taken to keep the blood-vessel at the temperature of the room in which the experiment was conducted, ed in her. Her style is essentially Italian, or we should lest the expansion or contraction of the volume of air with rather say foreign, for she strikes us as a little Frenchifiin, should affect the application of the method by which it ed also ; and, consequently, she is somewhat out of her was poposed to ascertain whether it were diminished in element in English opera. We do not precisely know, bulk. After agitating the vessel for some time, the blood, either, why this should be, for Caradori's Polly and Rofrom a dark purple hue, assumed the bright arterial red. The application of a curved glass tube, opening under a gradua- spect rank much below Caradori.

setta were exquisite; but Miss Ayton must in every reted tube which was filled with air, and vested in a saucer

She has a good, clear, of coloured water, showed by the ascent of the fluid into flexible voice, which has been carefully cultivated; but it the tube, on opening the stop-cock of the bottle, that the is deficient in richness of tone and variety of expression. volume of the internal atinosphere had diminished during Her acting is poor, because it is apparently heartless ;the process by which the colour of the blood was changed. there is none of the energy and sincerity of true feeling Afterwards, by a particular contrivance, the internal air about it. We think Miss Ayton any thing but improved was expelled from the vessel, and received under mercury in since she was last here. The houses she drew were inone of the receivers usually employed for that purpose ; it

different. was found, by the application of chemical tests, that the quantity of azote remained unaffected, that the oxygen had

On Thursday evening, Mr Wilson, a native of Edinbeen diminished, and a quantity of carbonic acid gas had burgh, and a gentleman who has already distinguished been formed; but that ihe carbonic acid did not nearly himself at the Professional Concerts here and elsewhere, equal the oxygen which had disappeared, because carbonic made his first appearance on the stage, in the character of acid being very soluble in serum, the greater part of what Henry Bertram. He was very enthusiastically received, was fornied was absorbed. It would appear from these and had evidently a number of warm friends in the pit. statements, Dr C. continued, that the result of his experi- In the course of the evening, he sang four songs, all of ments differed materially from that announced by Dr Davy, which were encored. Mr Wilson has a clear powerful The absorption of oxygen by ten cubic inches of venous blood, varied in different experiments from about half a cu- voice, and a distinctness of articulation particularly well bie inch to nearly a cubic inch and a half. At the close of adapted for stage singing. As an actor, he has, of course, his paper, Dr C. repeated his experiment before the Society. much yet to learn ; and probably never expects to rise He pointed out that the transition of the blood from purple very high in that department of the profession. But his to bright red was not caused, as Dr Davy alleged, by the vocal powers, if carefully cultivated, will carry him sucformation of air-bubbles, and the consequent greater diffusion of the colouring matter; for it extended, after the vessel cessfully through. He reminded us in some respects of had remained at rest, to the lower portion of the air-vessel, Sinclair, and is already decidedly superior to Thorne, or where there was no admixture of air-bubbles with the any singer we ever remember to have had resident here. fluid.

Of what we may consider his faults and imperfections, (EBBATUM.–We are requested by Mr James Wilson, to correct

we shall not at present speak, being always willing to an error, which inadvertently crept into our report of his paper treat a debutant leniently. One thing, however, we must on the American Grouse, read before the Wernerian Society. At p. 153 of the present volume, col. 2, l. 17, Mr Wilson is made to

ask,—where did he get bis boots and his white inexpressay—- Pearmigans seem to prefer comparatively temperate cli

sibles ? males.” Mr Wilson's statement was," Ptarmigans seem to prefer Mrs Henry Siddons, previous to her final retirement in comparatively temperate climates, such as that of Scotland, the bare and stony sides and summits of the highest mountains; but un

from the stage, is about to appear in five of her favourite der the rigorous temperature of Greenland, and the most northern characters, commencing to-night with the part of Julia parts of North America, they are chiefly found in the vicinity of Melville, in “ The Rivals.” Little more than a week has the sea-shore, by the banks of rivers, and among the willow and other copse-woods of the lower and more sheltered vales.”] elapsed, since she formed this resolution, the uncertain

state of her health having led her to fear that the exertion

might be too much for her. We rejoice, however, that THE DRAMA.

she is now so convalescent, as to be able to present herself Since we last wrote, certain occurrences have taken once more to the Edinburgh public. We have, for some place in the dramatic world, which we must not allow to time back, intended to pay a tribute to the well-merited pass unchronicled. Vandenhoff took his leave of us in success which has attended Mrs Siddons's theatrical cathe character of Damon. It is the best part he plays, and reer. When we see before us an actor or actress, in the ought to have been performed at an earlier period of his heyday of health and popularity, we are too apt to forget engagement. On the fall of the curtain, the audience how much of amusement and delight we owe to the ex

ertion of their talents; and selfishly availing ourselves of task. The Editor of that paper will also seriously enit all, enjoy it in silence, and seek to display our own in- danger his reputation if he gives his imprimatur to many genuity, by the discovery of faults, real or imaginary. assertions like the following :-“ Mrs Cummins” (the But when the irrevocabile tempus has flown past, bring- chief female singer at the Caledonian)" is possessed of ing change and absence upon its wings, it is then we a beautiful voice, a chaste and simple style, and a great come to know how much we have lost; and a pang of re- deal of feeling.Mrs Cummins possesses a well-cultivated gret arises within us, that in a light and careless mood we voice; but we have seldom heard an individual so entirely should have ever spoken harshly, or wounded the feelings, destitute of animation, so completely sleepy in her mander of one, whose genius was in former days so fruitful a both of acting and singing, as she is. Or again,-“ Mr source of our own pleasures. It is thus that, at the pre- Wilkins and Mrs Archibald particularly distinguished sent moment, we are inclined to think of Mrs Henry Sid themselves by a vein of' rich and chaste humour.” Any dons. A long line of beautiful representations crowd up body who understands what " rich and chaste humoor" on our memory, in all of which we see the features of her means, knows that the style of Mr Wilkins and Mrs truly graceful and feminine mind strongly stamped; and, Archibald is as far removed from it as can well be conin the trite but touching language of Hamlet, we begin ceived. We refrain from mentioning farther enormitia to doubt whether we shall ever “ look upon her like committed by this writer, and should not have alluded to again." One thing we do not hesitate to say, that we are bim at all, had he pot, in bis zeal for the Caledonian not aware of ever having seen upon the stage, one who | Theatre, taken upon him to read us a lecture of a very united so much the elegance and refinement of the lady, suspicious kind, wherein he puts words in our mouth that with the accomplishments of the actress. Do not let it we never used; and, what is worse, gives his readers the be supposed that this is trifling praise. Our interpreta- impression that we did use them; and wherein, moreover, tion of the word lady, implies the presence of a thousand he is obliging enough to insinuate, that unless we agree nice and delicate shades of character, which are too apt to with him regarding the Caledonian Theatre, we are ia disappear, in a profession so much exposed to public gaze as all probability sacrificing our own judgment, in order to that of the stage, but which, when left, cast a lustre around please the management of the Theatre Royal. We could the individual, which nothing else could give. It is im- get into a considerable passion at the impertinence of this possible to describe the effect produced by polished man- insinuation, did we not feel obliged to hold our sides with ners; but it is felt, even by the vulgarest. Nor was it in laughter, at the bare idea of OLD CERBERUS writing to this respect alone, that Mrs Siddons excelled; her histri- please any mortal being but himself. What say you, Mr onic powers have rarely been surpassed, and not often Murray ?—are we a very gentle and obedient animal, a equalled. We ask any of our readers to recall to their re- have we a will of our own, think you ? Let the Contricollection the most celebrated actresses whom they have butor to the Weekly Journal thank his stars that we are seen, both in comedy and tragedy, and we are satisfied they not disposed to argue with bim, or with any newspaper, will be prepared to own, that Mrs Siddons keeps her else we should have given him such a shake, that he would ground beside the best of them. Stars rose in the drama- not have been able to crawl down to the Caledonian Thratic hemisphere, which for a time made a greater noise, tre for the next month, and when he did, he would have and seemed to burn with a stronger light, but which, been so much altered, that neither his friends Mr Wild when fairly brought into comparison with the lady of kins nor Mrs Archibald would have known him again. whom we speak, outshone her not. Mrs Siddons never -All that need be said of the Caledonian Theatre at prehad an opportunity of winning for herself a metropolitan sent, was said in the LITERARY Journal last Saturday;reputation ; but this cannot alter the fact, that there is it has an excellent orchestra, and one or two good singers; not in London at this moment, nor has there been for but the acting is very mediocre, and the things acted, as many years, an actress to be named beside her. We shall far as we have seen, are exceedingly dull. We certainly, see her take her final leave of us with many feelings of therefore, shall not follow in the footsteps of certain wise deep regret ; and can only hope, that though her retire. acres, and bestow upon it an egregious puff, “ to the ment from public life be a serious loss to us, it will be a detriment of the Theatre Royal." source of increased health, serenity, and happiness to her.

Old Cerberus The Caledonian Theatre has not been particularly well attended since it re-opened, and we suspect Mr Bass will

LITERARY CHIT-CHAT AND VARIETIES. not find the speculation a very profitable one. The truth

NIEBUHR'S ROMAN HISTORY.--Our readers will hear with pleais, as we have more than once said before, Edinburgh can sure, that since we intimated the destruction of Niebuhr's house and not, or will not, support two theatres at one and the same manuscripts by fire at Bonn, we have learned, by a letter from that time. Were the Caledonian Theatre to open only when city, that though the MS. of the third volume of his Roman History the Theatre Royal was closed, it might succeed, but not

was amissing for several days, and was supposed to have shared in

the general conflagration, it has, however, been since found onioje. otherways. Nay, we go farther, and say that we should

The reported loss of so valuable a work occasioned much disnot wish it to succeed when the Theatre Royal is open ; tress among the admirers of the distinguished historian, and we are for, in that case, the latter would be more than half de- happy to put them now in possession of the true state of matters. serted, and the manager would be obliged to reduce his It is reported that Lady Byron is about to publish a reply to the prices, and consequently to deteriorate the character of his Memoirs of Mr Moore, vindicating her family from any undue ic terperformances, because he could then ouly engage inferior ference in the conjugal differences which existed between herself and

her late Lord. actors at lower salaries. If the public of Edinburgh would fill two theatres at once, we should be very glad ; Diary of all the leading events and occurrences relating to ber bro

The accomplished sister of Sir Thomas Lawrence kept a regular but as they never have done so, we stand by the Theatre ther, during many years, including their private correspondence. Royal until we see a better. Certain of the newspaper These documents, together with his letters from France, Italy, Gerwriters, who proceed upon no steady principle in their many, and the Low Countries, principally relating to works of art, dramatic criticisms, have been puffing the Caledonian a

are deposited by the family with Mr Campbell, his Biographer, and good deal of late. Not that we object to give this esta

are said to be highly interesting.

The Life and Correspondence of Admiral Lord Rodney is in the blishment all the praise it is fairly entitled to; but let

press. that praise be judicious and discriminating, and do not let The Game of Life, by Leitch Ritchie, author of " Tales and Con it seem to imply that the Theatre Royal, since the open- sessions,” is announced. ing of its rival at the head of Leith.walk, must "pale its

Ranulph de Rohais, a Romance of the 19th century, by the As. ineffectual fire.” We would particularly caution the pro- thor of Tales of a Voyager to the Arctic Ocean," is in preparatios. prietors of one newspaper, the Editor of which knows will speedily appear.

The Village and Cottage Florists Directory, by James Main, A.LS something of dramatic matters, not to allow gentlemen to

Mr Woodford's Elements of the Latin Language, Paxt First, vill write criticisms for them who are totally unfit for the appear in a few days.


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