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there had not been a secret, and perhaps offensive, meaning school-Calvert, monitor; Tom Wildman on my left hand, in something casually said to him. “In this case, I also and Long on my right. Harrow on the Hill.' On the same judged it best to let his mind, like a troubled spring, work | leaf, written five years after, appears this comment: itselt clear, which it did in a minute or two. I was considerably older, you will recollect, than my noble friend,
Eheu fugaces, Posthume! Postbume!
Labuntur anni, and had no reason to fear his misconstruing my sentiments towards him ; nor had I ever the slightest reason to doubt · B. January 9th, 1809. Of the four persons whose names that they were kindly returned on his part. If I had oc are here mentioned, one is dead, another in a distant land, casion to be mortified by the display of genius, wbich threw all separated, and not five years have elapsed since they sat into sbade such pretensions as I was then supposed to pos- together in school, and none are yet twenty-one years of sess, I might console myself that, in my owu case, the materials of mental happiness had been mingled in a greater " But the embittering circumstance of his life,-that proportion.
which haunted him like a curse amidst the buoyancy of “I rummage my brains in vain for what often rushes youth, and the anticipations of fame and pleasure, was, into my head unbidden,- little traits and sayings which re
strange to say, the trifling deformity of his foot. By that call his looks, manner, tone, and gestures ; and I have al one sligbt blemish, (as in his moments of melancholy he perways continued to think that a crisis of life was arrived, in suaded himself,) ali the blessings that nature bad showered which a new career of fame was opened to him, and that, upon him were counterbalanced. His reverend friend, Mr had he been permitted to start upon it, he would have ob- Becher, finding him one day unusually dejected, endealiterated the memory of such parts of his life as friends voured to cheer and rouse bim, by representing, in their would wish to forget.”—P. 615-19.
brightest colours, all the various advantages with which To these extracts we shall now add a considerable Providence had endowed him, and among the greatest, number of Miscellaneous Anecdotes, scattered all over the that of a mind wbich placed him above the rest of manbook, which we have strung together ; and each of which kind.'— Ah, my dear friend,' said Byron mournfully, if
this' (laying his hand on his forehead) 6 places me above contains, we think, something of no common interest :
the rest of mankind, that (pointing to his foot) places MISCELLANEOUS ANECDOTES AND SAYINGS OF LORD BYRON. me far, far below them.'
“ Among many instances of his quickness and energy at this age, his nurse mentioned a little incident that one night EPITAPH ON JOHN ADAMS, OF SOUTHWELL, A CARRIER, WHO occurred, on her taking him to the theatre, to see the “Ta
DIED OF DRUNKENNESS. ining of the Shrew.' He had attended to the performance “ John Adams lies here, of the parish of Southwell, for some time with silent interest; but, in the scene be
A carrier, who carried his can to his mouth well; tween Catherine and Petruchio, where the following dia.
He carried so much, and he carried so fast, logue takes place,
He could carry no more-80 was carried at last;
For the liquor he drank, being too much for one,
“ Lord Byron used sometimes to mention a strange story, " It is said, that the day after little Byron's accession to which the commander of the packet, Captain Kidd, rethe title, he ran up to his inother, and asked her · Whether lated to him on the passage. This officer stated, that being she' perceived any difference in him since he had been made asleep one night, in his birth, he was awakened by the presa lord, as he perceived none himself ?' a quick and natural sure of something heavy on his limbs; and there being a thought; but the child little knew what a total and talis- faivt light in the room, could see, as he thought, distinctly; manic change had been wrought in all his future relations the tigure of his brother, who was at that time in the naval with society, by the simple addition of that word before service in the East Indies, dressed in his uniform, and his name. That the event, as a crisis in his life, affected stretched across the bed. Concluding it to be an illusion of him, even at that time, may be collected from the agitation the senses, he shut his eyes, and made an effort to sleep. But which he is said to have manifested on the important morn- still the same pressure continued ; and still, as often as he ing, when his name was tirst called out in school with the ventured to take another look, he saw the figure lying across title of • Doininus' prefixed to it. Unable to give utterance him in the same position. To add to the wonder, on putting to the usual answer, Adsum,' he stood silent amid the ge, his hand forth to touch this form, he found the uniform in neral stare of his school-fellows, and at last burst into tears. “ A friend of his once described to me the half-playful entrance of one of his brother officers, to whom he called
which it appeared to be dressed, dripping wet. On the rage into which she saw him thrown, one day, by a heed out in alarm, the apparition vanished; but in a few months less girl, who remarked that she thought he had a little of after, he received the startling intelligence, that on that the Scotch accent,-- Good God, I hope not!' he exclaimed, night his brother had been drowned in the Indian seas. Of • I'm sure I haven't
. I would rather the whole 1.—d the supernatural character of this appearance, Captain Kidd country was sunk in the sea ! -I the Scotch accent!' “ While Lord Byron and Mr Peel were at Harrow to
himself did not appear to have the slightest doubt."
“ One circumstance related to me, as having occurred gether, a tyrant, some few years older, whose name was *****, claimed a right to fag little Peel, which claim (wheceiving, as he walked the deck, a small yatagban, or
in the course of the passage, is not a little striking. Perther rightly or wrongly, I know not) Peel resisted. His Turkish dagger, on one of the benches, he took it up, unresistance, however, was in vain ; ****** not only sub- sheathed it, and, having stood for a few moments contem, dued him, but determined also to punish the refractory plating the blade, was heard to say in an under voice, I slave; and proceeded forth with to put this determination in should like to know how a person feels after committing a practice, by inflicting a kind of bastinado on the inner fleshy murder! In this startling speech, we may detect, I think, side of the boy's arm, which, during the operation, was the gem of his future Giaours and Laras. This intense twisted round with some degree of technical skill, to render wish to explore the dark workings of the passions was what, the pain more acute. While the stripes were succeeding with the aid of imagination, at length generated the power ; each other, and poor Peel writhing under them, Byron and that faculty which entitled him afterwards to be so saw and felt for the misery of his friend ; and, although truly styled the searcher of dark bosoms,' may be traced he knew that he was not strong enough to tight ****** with any hope of success, and that it was dangerous even produced these words.”
to, perhaps, its earliest stirrings, in the sort of feeling that to approach him, he advanced to the scene of action, and
“ When I was seized with my disorder, I protested with a flush of rage, tears standing in his eyes, and a voice against both these doctors; but what can a helpless, fevertrembling between terror and indignation, asked very hum- ish, toasted-and-watered poor wretch do? In spite of my bly if ***•** would be pleased to tell him 'How many teeth and tongue, the English consul, my Tartar, Alba stripes he meant to inflict?'—'Why,' returned the execu- nians, dragoman, forced a physician upon me, and in three tioner, you little rascal, what is that to you ?- Because; days vomited and glistered me to the last gasp. In this if you please,' said Byron, holding up his arm, • I would state I made my epitaph-take it: take half!'” On the first leaf of his · Scriptores Græci,' we find in
Youth, Nature, and relenting Jove, his school-boy hand, the following memorial :- George
To keep my lamp in strongly strove; Gordon Byron, Wednesday, June 26, A.D. 1805, three
But Romanelli was so stout, quarters of an hour past three o'clock in the afternoon, third
He beat all three-and blew it out.'
But Nature and Jove being piqued at my doubts, did in no public, except for his prose writings—the Life of Nelson fact, at last, beat Romanelli; and here I am, well, but weak- is beautiful. ly, at your service."
“ I have not answered W. Scott's last letter, but I will. * You don't know D, do you? He had a Farce I regret to hear from others that he has lately been unforready for the stage before I left England, and asked me for tunate in pecuniary involvements. He is undoubtedly the a prologue, which I promised, but sailed in such a burry, I Monarch of Parnassus, and the most English of bards. I never penned a couplet. I am afraid to ask after his Drama, should place Rogers next in the living list-(I value him for fear it should be damned. Lord forgive me for using more, as the last of the best school)-Moore and Campbell such a word! But the pit, sir, you know, the pit-they both third-Southey, and Wordsworth, and Coleridge next will do these things in spite of merit. I remember this Farce -the rest on Fonothus : from a curious circumstance. When Drury Lane was burnt to the ground, by which accident Sheridan and his son lost
W. Scott. the few remaining shillings they were worth, what doth my friend D do? Why, before the fire was out, he writes a note to Tom Sheridan, the manager of this combustible concern, to enquire whether this farce was not con.
Rogers. verted into fuel, with about two thousand other inactable manuscripts, which of course were in great peril, if not actually consumed. Now, was not this characteristic?-the ruling passions of Pope are nothing to it. Whilst the poor
Moore.-Campbell. distracted manager was bewailing the loss of a building only worth £300,000, together with some twenty thousand pounds of rags and tinsel in the tiring-rooms, Blue- Beard's elephants, and all that in comes a note from a scorching
Southey.-Wordsworth.—Coleridge. author, requiring at his hands two acts and odd scenes of a farce!!"
* He spoke often of his mother to Lord Sligo, and with a feeling that seemed little short of aversion. "Some time or
The Many. other," he said, “I will tell you why I feel thus towards her.' A few days after, when they were bathing together in the There is a triangular "Gradus ad Parnassum !-the names Gulf of Lepanto, he referred to this promise, and, pointing are too numerous for the base of the triangle. Poor Thurto his naked leg and foot, exclaimed," Look there! it is to low has gone wild about the poetry of Queen Bess's reign her false delicacy at my birth I owe that deformity; and -c'est dommage. I have ranked the names upon my triyet, as long as I can remernber, she has never ceased to taunt angle more upon what I believe popular opinion, than any and reproach me with it. Even a few days before we decided opinion of my own. For, to me, some of M**e's parted, for the last time, on my leaving England, she, in last Erin sparks,—- Ås a beam o'er the face of the Waters' one of her fits of passion, uttered an imprecation upon me, - When he who adores thee'-'Ob blame not'-and, Oh praying that I might prove as ill-formed in mind as I am breathe not his name'-are worth all the Epics that ever in body! His look and manner, in relating this frightful were composed.” circumstance, can be conceived only by those who have ever “ Redde some Italian, and wrote two Sonnets on seen him in a similar state of excitement."
never wrote but one sonnet before, and that was not in “ A poet's mistress should remain, 'il possible, as imagi- earnest, and many years ago, as an exercise-and I will nary a being to others, as, in most of the attributes he clothes never write another. They are the most puling, petrifying, her with, she has been to himself;—the reality, however stupidly Platonic compositions. I detest the Petrarch so fair, being always sure to fall short of the picture which a much, that I would not be the man even to have obtained too lavish fancy has drawn of it. Could we call up in ar his Laura, which the metaphysical, whining dotard never ray before us all the beauties whom the love of poets has could.” immortalized, from the high-born dame to the plebeian “ Just returned from seeing Kean in Richard. By Jove, damsel,-from the Lauras and Sacharissas down to the he is a soul! Life-nature-truth-without exaggeration Chloes and Jeanies,—we shonld, it is to be feared, sadly or diminution. Kemble's Hamlet is perfect; but Hamlet unpeople our imaginations of many a bright tenant that is not Nature. Richard is a man; and Kean is Richard.” poesy has lodged there, and find, in more than one instance, “ Redde Machiavel, parts of Chardin, and Sismondi, and our admiration of the faith and fancy of the worshipper in- Bandello, -by starts. Redde the Edinburgh, 44, just come creased by our discovery of the worthlessness of the idol." In the beginning of the article on · Edgeworthi's Pa
* I have met Curran at Holland-house—he beats every- tronage,' I have gotten a high compliment, I perceive. body;-his imagination is beyond human, and his humour Whether this is creditable to me, I know not; but it does (it is difficult to define what is wit) perfect. Theri he has honour to the editor, because he once abused me. Many a fifty faces, and twice as many voices, when he mimics; I man will retract praise ; none but a high-spirited mind will never met his equal. Now, were I a woman, and eke a revoke its censure, or can praise the man it has once attackvirgin, that is the man I should make my Scamnander. He ed. I have often, since my return to England, heard Jef. is quite fascinating. Remember I have met him but once; frey most highly commended, by those who knew him, for and you, who have known him long, may probably deduct things independent of his talents. I admire him for this from my panegyric. I almost fear to meet him again, lest not because he has praised me, (I have been so praised elsethe impression should be lowered. He talked a great deal where and abused, alternately, that mere habit has rendered about you-a there never tiresome to me nor any body else me as indifferent to both, as a man at twenty-six can be to that I know. What a variety of expression he conjures into any thing,) but because he is, perhaps, the only man who, that naturally not very fine countenance of his !”
under the relations in which he and I stand, or stood with “Rogers is silent, and, it is said, severe. When he does regard to each other, would have had the liberality to act
The height talk, be talks well; and on all subjects of taste his delicacy thus; none but a great soul dared hazard it. of expression is pure as his poetry. If you enter his house
on which he stands has not made him giddy; a little scrib-his drawing-room-bis library-you of yourself say, this bler would have gone on cavilling to the end of the chapter.” is not the dwelling of a common mind. There is not a gem, the Ettrick Shepherd. He wants me to recommend him
“ Oh! I have had the most amusing letter from Hogg a coin, a book, thrown aside on his chimney-piece, his sofa, his table, that does not bespeak an almost fastidious elegance Murray; and,
speaking of his present bookseller, whose bills in the possessor. But this very delicacy must be the
misery him and them both! I laughed, and so would you too, at of his existence. Oh, the jarrings his disposition must have encountered through life !-Southey, I have not seen
the way in which this execration is introduced. The said much of. His appearance is Epic; and he is the only
ex- Ilogy is a strange being, but of great, though uncouth isting entire man of letters ; all the others have some pur- powers. I think very highly of him as a poet ; but be, and suit annexed to their authorship. His manners are mild, half of those Scotch and Lake Troubadours, are spoilt by but not those of a man of the world, and his talents of the living in little circles and petty societies. London and the first order. His prose is perfect-of his poetry there are world is the only place to take the conceit out of a man, in various opinions; there is, perhaps, too inuch of it for the present generation : posterity will probably select. He has * " He learned to think more reverently of the Petrarch' asterpassages equal to any thing. At present he has a party, but wards.”,
the milling phrase. Scott, he says, is gone to the Orkneys make him remember my name, I asked him if he had ever in a gale of wind; during which wind, he affirms, the said heard of an old odd fellow, styled “ The Ettrick ShepScott, he is sure, is not at his ease,-- to say the best of it.'
herd ?" Lord, Lord! if these home-keeping minstrels had crossed
“ The Ettrick Shepherd !" exelaimed he ; " well may your Atlantic, or my Mediterranean, and tasted a little open-boating in a white squall, or a gale in the gut,"
–or I remember him! And well may he remember me! the · Bay of Biscay' with no gale at all, how it would en
which he will do the longest day he has to live. I wonliven and introduce them to a few new sensations !" der if the old cock be still alive for if he be, he must be
We make no apology for the extreme length to which a very old man.” Mr Smith made answer that he had our notice of this work has We are well satisfied
never heard of his death, and that he sarely did behove to that we could not have presented our readers with any be a very old man, for he had been mentioned as a poet other reading half so delightful. When our mind has from the time that any body living recollected. had leisure to dwell a little more upon the volume, there
“ Oh, much longer than that, sir, I assure you," said are various parts of it to which we shall probably again the Doctor, “ much longer than that. As to his poetry, direct attention. In the meantime, we are glad to have God mend it! If telling the most extravagant lies be had it in our power, thus early, to do some little justice poetry, we have a grand set of poets now-a-days! But to the merits of this national and captivating work.
I think, of them all, there have never any told so many confounded lies as that Jock Hogg. These are not all
to go for nothing, Mr Smith. I dislike a character that MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE.
entertains people with fables as if they were true stories. There is nothing like sticking by the genuine truth."
Here Mr Smith tipped me the wink, hinting to me to DR DAVID DALE'S
note whether or not the Doctor told the truth. ACCOUNT OF A GRAND AERIAL VOYAGE.
“ Well, talking of that Ettrick Shepherd, there was By the Ettrick Shepherd.
once the strangest hap befell to him and me that ever beI'll tell you a tale of Davie Dale;
fell to two human beings. And that is more than thirty On Monanday at morn
years ago; and he was an old man then, I should think He tedderit his tyke ayont the dike, And bade him wear the corn.
approaching to sixty, for his hair was white as snow, rug.
ged and shaggy, and stood up on his crown like the mane But the tyke laup, the tedder brak,
of a polar bear. But I must tell you the story, gentle The cwes gaed in the corn : And that's a tale of Davie Dale,
men, for it was such an act of cruelty and injustice as On Monanday at morn.
never was practised upon two innocent and unsuspecting
Old Nursery Rhyme. WHETHER the hero of whom I write was a dependent “ Well, you see, gentlemen, my great lawsuit came to of this foolish shepherd or not, I am not quite certain ; that critical and important point, that unless I could be but I have always deemed it probable, as he bore the same removed out of the way, all was lost to my opponent. name, and inherited a portion of the same credulous pro- The Bard had, likewise, given a sort of hearsay evidence, pensity. Why or whence he had his degree I never which, as it tended strongly to authenticate my statement learned, but certes, he was always designated Dr Dale ; of facts, although they tried to invalidate it as much as and thus much I have heard of his history, that he got they could, they dreaded abominably. And Harry Erinvolved in a labyrinth of lawsuits, all arising out of skine being the counsel against me, what out of security to one another, and all owing to his simplicity and credu- his client, what of fun and what of mischief, I bave no lity-for he believed every word that the limbs of the law doubt but he was the mainspring of the following intense told him, until they wrested from him a fair estate, and practical joke. reduced him from affluence to a very precarious subsist “ One morning, Harry calls for me very early, and
These severe losses and disappointments bad the says, “ Doctor, I should like to have a quiet walk with effect of deranging his intellect in a very extraordinary you, that we may talk over yon affair. It is now co
Instead of curing him of bis credulity, they ming to a perilous crisis, and I think some compromise heightened it an hundred degrees, insomuch that there was between the parties should be attempted.' nothing too hard for him to swallow as a literal fact; and Nay, nay, sir, that will never do for me,' says I; ' but the more incredible the story was, and the more out of there is no man alive with whom I would be happier to nature, he believed it the better. He had, moreover, a fa- take a walk than Mr Erskine.' So he led me on, and cility of conception that bas seldom fallen to the lot of led me on, always talking and talking about the law. man, by the power of which he added incidents of his suit in the most careless and indifferent manner imagiown, and even conceived whole stories, which he related, nable, which I could not avoid remarking. At length, and, I am convinced, believed, as having really happened. on the North Meadow Walk, we came upon something
As a pleasant instance of this versatility and intermina- like a wicker tent, and a few very knowing like fellows ble concatenation of incidents, I shall here relate one of placed around it. 'Oh, I am so glad we chanced to come his stories, which, considering the odd circumstances in this way,' says Harry; 'we shall see fine sport. This is which it was related, altogether is without a parallel, a fellow, who, for a great pretended wager, is to try the especially in viewing it as a man caught taking a marten powers of a self-moving machine which he has contrived. for a fox, or rather in having a wrong sow by the ear. Let us go and examine it before it sets out.'
Happening to call late one evening at the house of Mr “ We did so, and behold there was the old Shepherd Smith, vintner in Minnyhive, a town on the borders of sitting in one of the two seats, and with great glee, and a Galloway, Mr Smith said he would introduce me to the most obstreperous voice, was defying the owner to set the strangest character I ever had met with in my existence. machine a-hotching, as he called it, because it had no lockAccordingly, he took me into a little parlour, and introdu- omotive powers. I instantly sided with the Bard, declaced me by name to Dr Dale, an old man with a cheerful ring, as my opinion, that it was all a hoax, for there was countenance, and loquacious beyond measure. He had no self-moving principle about the machine. been drinking ; from this, however, the hallucinations of “ The owner being much offended at this, we laughed his fancy did not appear to be derived, but rather from immoderately; and as for Erskine, he laughed till the some erratic visions of the soul.
tears ran down his cheeks, and said there were more selfIt so happened, that in an exceedingly short space he moving principles in the world than some folk dreamed asked my name more than a dozen times, forgetting it al- of. They then persuaded me, by way of experiment, to ways the next minute. At length, in order to impress take the other seat beside the Shepherd, which I readily him in some degree with my consequence, or at all events did. The owner desired us to make ourselves firm, as the
be morement was of a very uneasy nature, and he buckled came by, to fire-an' I hope there will ane o' the bolts at
two strong belts round each of our waists, which fastened least light on the North Meadow Walk at Edinburgh!
us to the machine. The Shepherd then waved his bon- | 0! to hear tell that it drave a' yon blackguards helterPaling pet, and cried, “Set her a-ganging, now, lad ! set her skelter, and left them lying wi' their banes as saft as
a-hotching! There will be an awfu' gallop soon. Hup, roasted ingans !'
yaud ! hoit, yaud! Hey to the gate, yaud! Ha, ha, ha! “ Accordingly, by the time the Shepherd had done D. I think the yaud has ta’en the reest. Awm thinkin she'll speaking, there was a tremendous volley of thunder right 6 to be spavied i' the hint legs. Ye had better tak’a reed-het below our feet, the effect of which, even to men hasting
gaud o' ern, lad, and stap it atween her hips; I hae to their long homes, was grand and impressive. "That's and whiles seen that gar a reestin yaud set to the gate—ha, perfectly terrible !' said the Shepherd. •Od, I believe ha, ha!'
their cannons are run away on their wheels rattlin' to the Harry Erskine was by this time lying rolling on the far end o' the heavens. There they go again, raat-tat-tat green
with laughter, and we were all laughing as loud as boorrrr! Level at the North Walk, brave old harque we could, when what did the infernal villains do, but busiers !- what a glorious voyage this would be, if we is let go 8 baloon at the back of the wall, which was quite had aught to eat and drink! But to be set adrift through 12 concealed from our sight! This at first gave us such a the heavens to perish wi' hunger an' thirst, is a waefu' e jerk, that it deprived me of sensation, so that I knew prospect indeed. It has ta'en away a' my relish for thae race, not to what sort of movement we were subjected. But grand gangins-on o' nature already, when I think o' the ve the old Bard had not been so callous, for the moment weary weird we hae to dree. Od, I wadna wonder gin it after he uttered a tremendous yell of despair, which was we war found in some far polar keuntry, twa dried skep la echoed far below-and, as I am a man of honour, ere ever letons, like Egyptian mummies, an' eaten for hams by
we could draw our breath, we were entering the clouds, the Esquimaux or the Greenlanders! Even already I thes and losing sight of the earth. The last sight that I got find my stameck beginning to crave me, for how chill an' He of Edinburgh, the Castle was not so large as a mole-hill.thin the air feels up hereabouts ! A waught o' the moun
** I now became alarmed for the reason of my companion, tain dew just now wad be worth a warld o' wally-wonpetit for a man so overcome with terror I never beheld. He ders. I fancy the deil gets a' the lawyers ; at ony rate, sure was staring all about him among the dark clouds, and if no, he is sure of a batch in the North Meadow Walk o braying out · Murder ! murder!' in a voice so Stento the day. O that he may tattoo them wi' reed-het spin15.3 rophonick, that I question but it was heard at the North dles, for sending us up to speel the lift like a wheen hun
Meadow Walk, which would have been glorious fun to gry craws ! Od, the very fear o' deeing for hunger, will 2 our enemies, Sir, consider where you are, and abate tak the breath frae me in a few hours."
these cries of horror, which can avail you nothing. We • Have patience, have patience, my dear sir,' said I ; ta are now, by the wiles and contrivance of my mortal ene ' it's in vain to fret or fume, which will only put an end Inom mies, sent out on a voyage of discovery in the heavens, to our precarious existence the sooner. Perhaps the gas en without either helm, rudder, or compass,--but neverthe- may be exhausted in these celestial regions, and then the less, we are still in the hand of the Lord.'
attraction of gravity may draw us again to the earth in In the hand of the Lord, ye auld raggamuffin ?' says life and breathe' Ia Hogg ; ' I think it wad bae been wiser like if ye had said • The attraction of what? Od, ane can hardly keep Ein we war hinging at the tail o' the devil, whilk I'm sure their gravity, when hearing you speak! Aboon a'things, I we are. Aih, what a monstrous auld dragon he is! See I hate to journey wi'a philosopher, for he is always bothl is how he is boring through yon thupner chudds without ering ane wi' ox's gin and headraw gin, when his hearer sierer singeing his auld shapeless pow, but clearing the way wadna gie a bottle o' Peter Forbes's Hollands for them
for his cargo !—Gudeness and mercy! whaten shapes are a'.' these? We are coming into the keuntry o' the bogles “ I now began to feel truly sorry for the past, as I saw already. Heigh! preserve us !
the terror of dying of hunger and thirst would infallibly * This last sentence of the Bard's was expressed in a drive him mad, and that he would thereby lose every frail loud frantie bellow, as if something had a hold of him, chance of surviving ; and perceiving a great covered space which made all the hairs on my head creep, for I per- all around us, I began to reconnoitre, and the very first ceived, or thought I perceived, a number of hideous spring-latch that I opened, was in the space between the shapes, resembling warriors clad in black, but twenty Shepherd's knees and mine, and behold, on opening the times as large as the human form. "Who or what can lid, there stood a keg of at least six gallons, and the thrille these be ?' said the Shepherd. "Is it not terrible that ing name Glen-Livet written on it in large characters the verra cludds o' the firmament should be inhabited, and When the poet beheld this, he gave such a spring for joy that by siccan giants as these? I wonder what they get in his wicker-seat, that he made the balloon bob, and put to eat, for I see naething for them here but to gobble up her so much off her balance, that she kept a rocking mo hailstanes an' fire.'
tion for an hour afterwards, while for five or six minutes * That phenomenon, my friend,' said I, 'can only be of the time he continued to utter one scream of joy accounted for in the refraction of the rays of light upon after another ; and perceiving a spigot in the cask, and de a denser body. For example, the refraction which the a queich in a corner of the wicker-chest, he forth with
rays of light suffer in slanting across the higher regions filled himself a bumper, spilling a great deal in laughing.
of the air, is greater than what calculation assigns to the Then taking off his bonnet, he said, "Here's a health to che non corresponding density of the medium. But the supposed Harry Erskine! He's witty Harry yet. An' here's to
discrepancy would entirely disappear, were we to suppose a' the lawyers wha war on the North Meadow Wauk this those strata to consist of hydrogen gas, which is known morning. God bless them a', for a wheen sensible, clever to possess in a remarkable degree the power of refrac-chiels ! Here's t'ye, Doctor, min.—Hay, it is a grand tion.'
thing yon philosophy! Hae ye ony mair o't now?' * Hech, man, but I daursay that is very deep and very * That keg appears to have changed the nature of things grand philosophy!' said the impatient and intractable with you, most elevated Bard,' said I. • But see, what Bard; but the warst fau't that it has, it's a babble o' is here all around us wines, biscuits, tongues, pies, I
I'll tell you at aince what yon awsome appa- know not what all, provisions for months to come. Now, ritions are, without ony palaver about the density o' the I'll bet that the hydrogen gas is rarified to that degree as mediom. They are the deil's artillerymen, for I saw to carry us half the circuit of the globe, for it is evideot their lang matches in their hands; an' you'll hear a tre- the villains have set us off never more to be seen or heard
mendous volley soon, for I thought I heard his majesty, tell off. It is likely we may full in some of the polar re1 eur muckle haggis-headed friend there, gi'en orders as he gions, among snow and ice.
Ay, or maybe into the mids o' the sea, Doctor, an' ries, whilk is a gayan good sign that inhabitants are there,' be draggit at the tail o'that great hellfire monster, bump- said the Shepherd. But we are now fleeing like an aring frae the tap o' ae wave to another, till we be chokit. row out of a bow away frae her. Here, Doctor, take the An' then to be gaun on plashing in the same style after prospeck, and gie us a screed o' philosophy, for I'm gaun we are dead, is an awfu'thing, ha, ha, ha! Never mind, to gie ye another sang. Doctor, here's a queich o' most excellent stuff for you. Do ye ken, sir, that I hae suffered sae muckle wi' hunger
Now fare ye weel, bonny Lady Moon, an' thirst in my life, that when a man has plenty to eat
Wi' thy dark look o' majesty, and drink, I never account ony circumstances hard that he can be in? Take off that, an' I'll e'en fill another to
For though you hae a queenly face,
'Tis yet a fearsome sight to see : mysell.- Where's that blood coming frae?'
Thy lip is like Ben-Lomond's base, . Oh, lak-a-day, sir,' said I, 'we are now so elevated,
Thy mouth a dark unmeasured dell, and the column of air so light, that we cari no longer keep
Thine eyebrow like the Grampian range, 'the blood in our veins. It is oozing from the top of your
Fringed with the brier and heather bell. brow like a purple perspiration, as well as from the tips of my fingers.'
Yet still thou bear'st a human face, Ay, deil care, let it uze on,' said he, we hae the mair
Of calm and ghostly dignity; need of a little o' the creature to supply the blood's place.
Some emblem there I fain would trace We's hae ilk ane another queich, at ony rate.' We took
Of Him that made both thee and me. each of us another, and some venison pie, and while eat
Fareweel, thou bonny Lady Moon, ing, owing to the excessive chillness of the region, we fell
For there's neither stop nor stay for me; both sound asleep; and slept I know not how long, nor
But when this mortal life is done, do I think I should ever have awakened again, had it not
I will take a jaunt and visit thee. been for the obstreperous notes of the Shepherd, who, as *Boon as his nap was over, had begun again to the Glen "Weel, Doctor, what do ye see about her ladyship that Livet, and was now singing the following verses, till the ye didna ken afore ?" arches of heaven responded :
* I can't see distinctly with the telescope,' said I, ‘ow.
ing to the rapidity of our motion. But I see she's a round 119, SONG FIRST.
opaque mass of matter, without internal light, without The tempest may tout, and the wind may blaw
an elemental atmosphere, and consequently without inbsWith its whoo-rhoo, morning and even,
bitants.' For now the auld Shepherd's aboon them a',
* Ha, gude faith, lad, but that's a muckle discovery, an' Winging his way through the sternies of heaven,
a deep anemor, I should rather say, an elevated ane,' said He has had dreams of the night an' the day,
the Shepherd, who was busily engaged with something Journeys sublime by 'streamer and rainbow, else. But it is a braw elemental sphere this o' ours, for Over the clifts of the milky-way,
here's a good queich o'claret for ye, an'a shag o' butterAnd by the light of the seraphim's window, an’-bread.'
* And these are not blessings to be despised, James' Now in his flesh, his blood, and his bone,
said I ; but now we are descending rapidly in a northFar o'er his cliffs and mountains of heather,
erly direction. We have formed a great paracentrical Here he careers through the starry zone,
parabola, and I think must come to the ground somewhere Bounding away on the billows of ether,
in the North Highlands. Do you know what a parabola Whoo-rhoo Gillan-an-dhu,
is, James ? This is a scene from the future we borrow;
Ou, finely that, man.-Here's t'ye.—It is just a kind This is the way each spirit must stray,
o' representation o'things by similitude—and a very good Mazed in delight, in terror or sorrow
It answers poetry unco weel.' Hech wow! that's a serious thought! Amen!
* It is strange to me how ever you came to be accounted • Weel, weel, Amen ! be't. Doctor, wauken up, like a man of genius,' said I, 'for such an opacity of intellect a good lad, an' say Amen for aince. There's a grand sun I never encountered. It was one of the conic sections of shine hill, which I think is like Ben-Nevis. An' there's which I was talking.' a moon in the lift, as big as a wheel-rim. I think ye're • 0, that is a part of geometry,' said he. "Weel, I could amazed, Doctor, -an' weel ye may.'
try you on that subject too, though it is rather a kittle • Sir, you are inebriated,' said I; 'intoxicated beyond ane. Mr Constable has published a singularly able book measure! For this is no earthly mountain that we are on mathematics just now, which I would fain have had coming upon, but the moon herself, while yon immense a lend o', but didna like to ask him for it, as he had given pale globe that you see at such a distance is the earth.' me Marmion so lately. However, I'll take a spell wi' ye
Aih, Lord preserve us! is that the case ?" cried the at geometry, for I dinna like to be countit ignorant by Shepherd. “Then, if she has that power of attraction ony body but mysell. I understand the parabolic and the that you talk of as the all-regulating“ law of nature, we hyperbolic curves; the cycloid and the epicycloid ; the are likely to get some hard bumps against her majesty catenary and the logarithmic; the magnetic curve, and very soon.
An' it is hard to tell what kind of welcome the curve of tangents, an' what the mischief mair wad ye we may get frae the folk, for it is a question if ever they hae for the understanding the principles o' geometry ? have heard tell o'the Ettrick Shepherd. She is very like I am astonished how you even know their designaBen-Nevis at the sun-setting, however. Hand me the tions and arrangements,' said I. “But here is something prospeck by, an' let me get a look at her, for it strikes me, more serious to think of, for we are now wearing fast to an' has done this hour past, that we are receding frae the earth, and I perceive the ocean under us.
And it apher.'
pears that we have been a day and a night in the upper . Then it appears that the moon has neither atmosphere regions of the firmament, for see the sun is again in the nor attractive power of her own,' said I, ' but is involved east, and the whole face of the country free of the dark in those of the earth, and borne round the sun with it in clouds in which we were involved yesterday morning. her concentric and various motions. And truly, if that | There is land between us and the sun, but we are yet far were not the case, she would sometimes be seen beyond from it. And as the sun, from his height above the ho the sun, which she never is. Look well if you perceive rizon, must be about E. S. E., so we are sailing on a -any inhabitants.
south-west wind, and descending slowly towards the northNo, I see no inhabitants ; but I see some slate quar- east.'.
way it is.