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OCTOBER.

NOTES OF THE MONTH.

completely knocked up as a home manufacture, * substituting an expensive, insalubrious, or dele

terious mixture, for the sound, wholesome, and po. The year is now in the Fall. The days, already tent home-brewed of our ancestors. drawn short, are still rapidly “ creeping in." The woods are falling into the “sere and yellow HARVEST-HOME-THE KIRN-THE MAIDEN. leaf," and towards the middle of the month, shew

It is often far on in October before this festival all the variegated shades of reds, warm browns, of the husbandman is celebrated with us. Though russets, and yellows, with greater diversity of this has been a fortunate year, we not unfre.. greens than is seen in the vernal months. This is quently find, that often a charming, tranquil season. The Ameri

The harvest had been cauld and wat, cans speak with rapture of the Fall, or Indian

And corn was unco green ; Summer in their country; when the gorgeous And aye a rantin' kirn we gat, hues of their vast and magnificent forests become

Though just on Hallow-e'en glorious. In the Hebrides and Orcades, the few

It fell that night. weeks of fine, serene weather, which frequently

This feast of fat things is known by as many occur at this season are endearingly called, The different observances as names; though in substan.. Little Summer. October is, however, often blus- tials it is much the same; everywhere attended by tering and plashy, and the season of high winds mirth, good cheer, hilarity, and gratitude for the and devastating foods. The husbandman is still barn-yard stored—the bounty of the year secured. busily occupied in ploughing the fallows, and pre- It is the Saturnalia of the Christian world, uniting paring the fields for new productions ; and the master and man, mistress and maiden, in the enplanter and gardener have their hands full. The joyment of common blessings. There is, we are last lingering young broods of the swallow tribe sorry to understand, symptoms of this venerable disappear. Even the twitter of the martlet, which, custom falling into desuetude in certain quarters. more snugly sheltered than its congeners, lingers | In others, it is perverted from its true and best the longest, is, on some soft morning, missed from the use, by being converted into a genteel ball and supeaves. The Royston crow, the teal, and the first per, with which the farmer entertains his city “ Baltic fleets” of the woodcock, begin to arrive. friends. No one should be allowed to partake of The squirrels in the woods are yet busy completing the Kıxx who does not go to its celebration in the their winter hoards, and storing their garners. good old spirit, contented to be for one night (un. Many of these spruce, brisk, perkish, lively, and der the superintending eye of the master and mis. simble creatures may be seen at this season in the tress of the feast,) “hail fellow, well met,” with woods on the South Esk, springing from branch to every rustic lad and lass assembled in the barn. branch, more easily detected than when the trees

THE Malt Tax.— The amount of this tax, including are leafy.- That

the expense of collection, is about six millions a-year. Now, Sweet Bird! that ever in the haunch of Winter sings

mark : when the barley is four shillings a-bushel, the malt

would be four shillings a bushel, if there were no tax; be. The Robin Redbreast—may now be heard in every cause the increase during tho malting pays for the malting, quiet, rural scene, trilling his plaintive hymn to As things now-stand, when barley is four shillings a bushei, the departing year.

malt is nine shillings, though the tax is only two and six. pence. The other two and sixpence goes to the maltster to pay

for the capital, which he is obliged to employ in the advance At this season, the squire and yeoman, the laird of duties, to compensate him for the various injuries he receives and tenant, wont to brew the “stout October from the excise restrictions, and to guarantee him against beer, the beverage so congenial to the British the perils amidst which he is continually placed by the pains

and penalties which surround him ; so that this inalt-tax, Islands, which impolitic and cruel taxation has which nominally amounts to six millions a-year, amounta almost banished from the fireside of the poor, and reality to thirteen millions and a-half a year.-Colbett.

TREES,

THE WOODS OF OCTOBER.

MEMORABILIA OF THE MONTH.

comes swarming upon the memory as we wander This month was named by the Saxons Wyn in the woods! The gallant knights and beautifu' Monath, Wine Month, and also Winter-futteth. dames, the magical castles, and hippogrifs of tie Antiquaries say, that although they made no wine, Orlando: the enchanted Forest, the Armida, and they procured it at this season of the closing vin- Erminia of the Gerusalemma Liberata. Fair Una, tage, from neighbouring countries. Is it not as with her milk-white Lamb, Pan, and the Satyrs, Ar. probable that it was so named from their Barley-chimages, the fair Florimels, and false Duessas of vine—their stout October. The 25th of the month the Fairy Queen; Ariel and Caliban, Jaques and is St. Crispin's Day, ever memorable as that on his motley fool in Ardennes, the fairies of the Midwhich the Battle of Agincourt was fought, in summer Nights Dream, Oberon, Titania, and that 1415; when the English beat the French, six to pleasantest of all mischief-makers, Puck—the no. one!

ble spirits of the immortal Comus. With such He, that shall live this day and see old age,

company, woods are to us any thing but solitudes, Will yearly on the vigil, feast his friends,

they are populous and inexhaustible worlds.
And say,—“ To-morrow is St. Crispian !"
Then will he strip his sleeve and shew his scars.
Old men forget, yet shall not all forget;
But they'll remember with advantage,

What can be more beautiful than trees? Their
What feats they did that day. Then shall our names, lofty trunks august in their simplicity, asserting
Familiar in their mouths as household words,
Harry the King, Bedford, and Exeter, Salisbury and to the most inexperienced eye, their infinite su.
Gloster,

periority over the imitative pillars of man's pride ; Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered. their graceful play of wide-spreading branches; This story shall the good man teach his son : and all the delicate and glorious machinery of And CRISPIN CRISPIAN shall ne're go bye From this day to the ending of the world.

buds, leaves, flowers, and fruit, that with more

than magical effect burst forth from naked and N.B.-In this month 'Squires run mad after rigid twigs, with all the rich, brilliant, and unimafoxes.

ginably varied colours under heaven; breathing delectable odours, pure and fresh, and animating

pouring out spices and medicinal essences; and The glory of this month, is the gorgeous splen- making music from the softest and the most me. dour of wood-scenery. Woods have, in all ages, lancholy undertones, to the full organ-peal of the vividly impressed the human mind: they possess tempest

. I wonder not that trees have commanda majesty and sublimity, which strike and charmed the admiration of men in all nations, and pethe eye. Their silence and obscurity affect the riods of the world.—Howitt. imagination with a meditative are. They sooth the spirit by their grateful seclusion, and delight it by glimpses of their wild inhabitants; by their novel cries, and by odours and beautiful pheno

It is at the end of summer, or in the course of autumn, mena peculiar to themselves. In remote ages, tints may be which they present, they may, with a small

that the leaves change their colour. However varied the their fearful solitudes, and ever-brooding shadows number of exceptions, be reduced to shades of yellow or fostered superstition, and peopled them with red. The change by no means sudden. In general the satyrs, fauns, dryads, hamadryads, and innumera- green colour gradually disappears in the leaf. Many leaves, ble spirits of dubious natures. The same cause however, begin to grow yellow here and there in spots

. In consecrated them to religious rites.

others, there long remain dots of a beautiful green on the

It was from the mighty and ancient oak of Dodona that the change at their edges, and especially at the tip. The nerves

orange or yellow ground of the leaves. Some begin to earliest oracles of Greece were pronounced. The seem to retain the green colour longest. The leaves whose Syrians had their groves dedicated to Baal, and green is deep assume the red colour, and those whose green Ashtorath the Queen of Heaven ; and infected the is pale the yellow or yellowish tint. Most of the leaves

, Israelites with their idolatrous customs.

however, which become red, pass through the yellow as an In the

intermediate tint. The action of light exercises a great in. heart of the woods the Druid cut down the bough of fluence upon the autumnal change of the colour of the misletoe, and performed the horrible ceremonies leaves. In darkness all change of colour is prevented, and of his religion, The philosophers of Greece re

the leaf falls off green. It is well known that the green sorted to groves, as spots the most august and be parts of plants absorb oxygen during the night, and esfitting the delivery of their sublime precepts. In the sun in spring water.

pire a certain proportion of that gas when exposed 10

Leaves already coloured do not the depths of the woods did Anchorites seek to disengage oxygen on being exposed to the sun's light

. forget the world, and to prepare their hearts for Leaves when coloured in part, or on the point of changing the purity of heaven. To lovers and poets, they colour, from that moment cease to give out oxygen in the have ever been favourite haunts; and the poets, by tumnal colouring commences, they continue to inspire oxy,

On arriving at the point where the tendency to all. making them the scenes of their most beautiful gen during the night, and in a quantity always decreasing fictions and descriptions, have added to their na as the colouring advances ; from which it may be concluded tive charms a thousand delightful associations. that it is to the fixation of the oxygen in the colouring matter Ariosto, Tasso, Spencer, Shakspeare, and Milton, of the leaf that the change of tint is owing. The colour, have sanctified them to the hearts of all genera- chromule.

ing principle of the leaf is a substance which is named tions,

If a yellow leaf is allowed to remain some What a world of magnificent creations Itime in potassa, it becomes of a beautiful green. Ammonia

RATIONALE OF THE COLOURING OF THE WOODS

IN OCTOBER,

We

and all the alkalies produce the same effect. On the other dical. The Howdie could not have been written by any hand, when a green leaf is left in an acid, it becomes yel- one save the author of the Annals of the Parish, and the low or red, and potash restores the green colour. green chromule is frequently seen to pass through the yel. Ayrshire Legatees. This new autobiography exhibits all low hues, before arriving at the red, it might naturally be his quaint humour and rich, homely pathos. We are glad concluded that the latter is at a higher degree of oxygena to see that it is to be a series. The adventures of the tion. The autumnal change in the colour of the chromule Howdie must be an exhaustless subject : all life lies before might therefore depend upon the fixation of new doses of her. Of the politics of this Magazine we need not speak. oxygen, which would continue t) be absorbed without being exhaled. This would account for the phenomena pre- They are those of Radical reformers, (reform to the root,) sented by certain leaves which exhibit the three colours, and able, bold, and uncompromising. This number conred, yellow, and green at once.

tains the second part of the article on Parliamentary Can

didates, to which we gave such unqualified praise last BOOKS OF THE MONTH.

month. It is written, we have reason to believe, by a fa

vourite liberal candidate, who, we hope, will soon, in ParAugust and SEPTEMBER are proverbially the heaviest months of the year for books. They are few and far be- should be glad to see this paper reprinted in a cheap form,

liament, act on the doctrines he here lays down. tween; and the great hits are reserved for what is techni. cally called the publishing season. Periodicals, according- Parnell's papers on Financial Reform and the Bank Char

and distributed by tens of thousands among electors. Sir H. ly, form the staple of the dead months ; for works publish- ter are worthy of him who is the abfest writer of the day ing in a series or in numbers are only matter of concernment to those unfortunate persons who are too generally Writings of Korner we formerly made a quotation. It is

on practical Political Economy. . From The Life and wondering if that Encyclopedia, that Dictionary, or that

one of those splendid articles which form the glory of mo. Biographical or Historical work, is to have any end.

dern periodical literature. MAGAZINES FOR SEPTEMBER. THE NEw Monthly contains nothing by the Great The October Number supports the high station this periodi

Tait is the only October* Magazine we have yet seen. Editor, Mr. Bulwer, save, perhaps, a short introducto " cal at once took, and so skilfully maintains. The Minispolitical article. Lady Blessington's Recollections of Lori.

cry and the People speak out severe but necessary truths. Byron are continued in this number. They are acute, pene

In 'ousseau and Shelley we have literature and philosophy trative, and written in a just but kindly spirit. We fear

combin'd. Rose Blanche is a tale of high-toned chivalry. that this most impatient of all worlds is beginning to tire even of his Lordship, and to feel his memory somewhat of Night-Burial at Sea, a wild and romantic Coleridgian a bore. There is at present Lord Byron in the New death we announced last week, a piece of fresli, spirited, and

poem ; and in the Elegy of the King of the Gipsies, whose Monthly, Lord Byron in Murray's New Edition, Lord Byron in the Athenæum, and altogether too much Lord stirring verse. In poetry, it is not a little remarkable, that Byron. The business part of the New Monthly is always the Ulilitarian Magazine has, since its commencement, imwell, and most industriously managed. Nothing is for measurably outstripped all the elder periodicals. It has gotten which may enable the superficial to talk, and the contained the first sprightly runnings of several young and

gifted minds. thoughtful to learn, about whatever is going forward in Li. terature, Art, Science, and Inventions.

BLACKWOOD is chiefly remarkable for two things; a About this still autumnal season, the minor bards are Noctes without a Shepherd, and a Number without one line heard chirruping like as many grasshoppers; like them also from the prolific pen of Christopher North. Yet it is a fair to disappear with the first frost. Save the NATURAL, tomber, of the ordinary staple.

Son, the first part of a strange story in verse, there is noF'BASER, which steers the same course in politics as thing lately worthy of notice in this way. Blackwood, contains one good paper

- The Schoolmaster in Nexgate-a shocking picture, and, we fear, too correct a

The New GIL Blas is written by Mr. Henry David out, of the way in which the cruel criminal law of England

The New is made more cruel by haste and injustice in the adminis- Inglis

, the author of Travels in Spain, &c. tration. Fraser's Magazine has discovered that the way the Gil Blas is a rascally modern Spaniard, who runs away Press is so universally inimical to the Church, is, that the from his native village, wanders about a few years, meets wicked lives of editors and newspaper writers are reproved being sown, returns home with his plunder, marries and

with a variety of improbable adventures, and, his wild oats by the sanctity of the clergy! We give it credit for the settles for life. We get over three volumes without knowTHE BRITISH MAGAZINE.—This is a recent publica

ing much more about Spain, or of men or women any tiwa got up to prop the Church, and take its defence, in where, than when we begin. The book is nearly a string

of episodes; and though never very interesting, is never these awful times, out of the profane and rough hands of

tedious. The hero is a paltry rogue, tricky and selfish, a much friends as Blackwood and Fraser. Well-meaning people seem to be connected with it ; but hitherto it is, in a disgrace to the ancient family of Blas of Santillane. literary view, a wishy-washy concern. The Church would

ZOHRAB THE HOSTAGE is a Persian historical novel.

Persian do well to retain her old corners in her old sinful organs,

Persian tales were given up thirty years since. if she wish to have her voice heard through the Press in novels have little more attraction for British people now, any tone above the cheep of a sick chicken.

unless they can let us deeper into the Persian character and Tart's Magazine for September is especially welcome to

manners than does Zohrab. 23, før the re-appearance of John Galt in a Scottish perio

. We print in advance to be able to supply distant places.

POETRY.

NEW NOVELS,

discovery.

LIVES OF EMINENT MISSIONARIES.

BY J. CARNE.

TER.

OUR VILLAGE, was so pleasant, really so charming, that one regrets seeing it run to the lees in this new and last To small Book Clubs in the country we should imagine volume. It is one got up of shreds and patches, from an- this a desirable volume. It forms part of the SELECT nuals, &c., and shows us that even Miss Mitford's sprightly LIBRARY, and is to be followed by more volumes on the fancy has its seamy side, and fag end. We are glad that same subject. This one contains the Memoirs of Eliot, the she is to break cover in new ground. This volume is not American evangelist; of Swartz, the Indian apostle; the worthy the authoress of Ellen, which we give to-day. history of the Moravian Mission to Greenland, and of some

THE REFORMER is a novel written to expose the awful other missions. The great fault to us in this volume is, dangers of reforming tenets. This is done by the original that, save Eliot, we have no British missionary. Some of plan of the author painting Radicals either as wild vision- the sketches may be drawn rather en beau ; but simple, aries, or ruffans and infidels. This candid manner of describ- unadorned truth has lost its relish. We have read the yo. ing political opponents, is now so familiar among the Tories lume with interest and pleasure, and can safely say, it is that it requires no exposure from us.

calculated both to delight and edify. It is adorned with a The DOUBLE TRIAL is a book composed by some right-portrait of Swartz, and a picture of an interview between hearted, if not quite right-headed, old person of the noble Eliot and the Indians, to whom he first addressed himself gender, who, twenty years ago, would have called those lu- as a preacher. cubrations Essays, which here he interweaves with a story,

LIFE OF ANDREW MARVELL. which, after all, does not connect them together very neatly, A LIFE of this pure patriot and useful Member of ParliaNovel-readers of the elderly and patient cast will find this ment, appeared in the second number of the SchOOLMASbook amusing. It abounds in material of one kind or Here we have the same facts in a fuller form, and other.

numerous extracts from both the prose and verse of the

man who fira desur veå the name of “ representative of the LEGENDS OF THE RHINE : BY THE AUTHOR OF HIGH

people." As a specimen of his humour, which was piWAYS AND BYE WAYS, &c. &c.

Quant, though delicate—the flavour of the fresh-gathered We always liked Mr. Grattan's books, his early ones espe- lemon, instead of the vinegar of ordinary, vulgar satire-we cially; and, in this, differ from learned critics ; but with give his happy parody of a royal speech of Charles II. It the public on our side, which is better. Those who have might appear as a gem even in this refined age-not that read his Heiress Bruges, may have a better idea of the there is much reason to compliment the present age on the pleasure the Legends will afford them than any description delicacy of the prevailing style of irony and satire. we can give could convey. We have the same sort of cha “ MY LORDS AND GENTLEMEN, racters, and strain of sentiment, with almosi the same scenes. “ I told you at our last meeting, the winter was the fit. With thorough novel-readers, this will be the favourite test time for business ; and truly I thought so, till My Lord

Treasurer assured me the spring was the best season for romance of the present autumn.

salads and subsidies. I hope, therefore, that April will MEMOIRS OF THE DUCHESS OF ABRANTES.

not prove so unnatural a month, as not to afford some kind

showers on my parched exchequer, which gapes for want of ANOTHER volume of Madame Junot's Memoirs has ap- them. Some of you, perhaps, will think it dangerous to peared, and is on the whole less interesting than the former. make me too rich; but I do not fear it; for I promise you Still a work that hus Napoleon for a hero, and is written faithfully, whatever you give me I will always want; and by a clever Freachwoman, who possessed such opportunities der authority, yet in that, you may rely on me I will never

although in other things my word may be thought a slenof close observation of the First Consul and Emperor, and break it.” all the leading men and women of his Court and Camp, 6 MY LORDS AND GENTLEMEN, cannot want entertainment. To us it is truly wonderful “ I can bear my straits with patience; but My Lord how tenacious the memories of ladies are, when they sit Treasurer* does protest to me, that the revenue, as it now down to write domestic histories. They might almost tempt stands, will not serve him and me too. One of us must

I must speak freely to one to believe also, that the curious faculty of second-sight pinch for it, if you do not help me. cannot be exclusively confined to the Highlands of Scot- service, my reformado concubines lie heavy upon me.

you; I am in bad circumstances, for besidis my harlots in land. It would, however, be ungracious to quarrel with a have a passable good estate, I confess; but God's-fish, I "power which makes their writings so much more amusing have a great charge upon it. Here is my Lord Treasurer than they would otherwise be.—After the Memoirs of the guards must, of necessity, be applied to the next year's crad

can tell, that all the money designed for next summer's Duchess comes

dles and swaddling clothes. What shall we do for ships then? I hint this only to you, it being your business, not

mine; I know, by experience, I can live without ships. I WHETHER this work be spurious or genuine, written by lived ten years abroad without and never had my bealth lady or gentlewoman, makes not much difference. It in- better in my life ; but how you will be without, I leave to cludes a portion of the domestic history of England for yourselves to judge, and therefore hint this only by the bye:

I do not insist upon it. seven years, beginning with the victory of Waterloo, gained press more earnestly, and that is this: it seems a good part

There is another thing I must by the Duke of Wellington, and ending with the victory of the British nation gained by Mr. Brougham seven years “The person,” says Burnett,“ who was appointed to succeed Lord

Clifford as treasurer, was Sir Thomas Osborn, a gentleman of Yorkshire, afterwards in the House of Peers, and at the trial of Queen whose estate was sunk. He was a very plausible speaker, but too copi. Caroline. These affairs are related, as if by an eye witness, us, and could not easily make an end of his discourse. 'He had been and in a lively, gossiping, pleasing style. Whether the

the court much, and was one of Lord Clarendon's bitterest enemics. He

gave himself great liberties in discourse, and did not seem to have any original letters bear any post mark, either of Brussels, regard for truth, or so much as to the appearances of it ; and was an London, or Brighton, we have strong doubts.

implacable enemy; but he had a peculiar way to make his friends depend on him, and to believe he was true to thein.

PRIVATE CORRESPONDENCE OF A WOMAN OF FASHION.

Some may,

Posof my revenue will expire in two or three years, except you work is exciting some interest in the political world. will be pleased to continue it. I have to say for it ; pray, tions of it have been translated, and the whole is to appear why did you give me so much as you have done, unless you in an Engli ch garb forthwith. It is severe, and it may be resolve to give on as fast as I call for it? The nation hates you already for giving so much, and I will hate you too, if just, on Louis Philippe, who is neither increasing in favour you do not give me more. So that, if you stick not to me,

at home nor abroad. you will not have a friend in England. On the other hand, if you will give me the revenue I desire, I shall be able to MEMOIR OF AN EDINBURGH TRADESMAN. do those things for your religion and liberty, that have We like the teaching which is given by living had long in my thoughts, but cannot effect them without a little more money to carry me through. Therefore look example; and therefore conceive ourselves fortuto't, and take notice, that if you do not make me rich enough nate in being able to produce one so excellent, and my hands on it. But that I may gain your good opinion, greatly obliged to the respectable tradesman, who, the best way is to acquaint you what I have done to deserve in compliance with our request, has furnished us it, out of my royal care for your religion and your property. For the first, my proclamation is a true picture of my mind. with the subjoined history. The name we do not He that cannot, as in a glass, see my zeal for the Church of publish, from motives that will be easily intelligible; England, does not deserve any farther satisfaction, for I de- but it is no secret, and we vouch for the authen. clare him wilful, abominable, and not good. perhaps, be startled, and cry, how comes this sudden ticity of a narrative which enables us emphatically change? To which I answer, I am a changeling, and that is sufficient, I think. But to convince men farther, that I to say to the young of the same numerous class, mean what I say, there are these arguments.

Go ye and do likewise.” The story, and we wish “ First, I tell you so,—and you know I never break my it had been more circumstantially told, is given word.

“Secondly, My Lord Treasurer says so,—and he never in the simple words of the writer :told a lie in his life.”

“ I was born in 1770, in the north part of the kingdom, The press was as hateful to certain party after the Re- of very poor parents, who came to reside in Edinburgh storation as now. “ The doleful evils” it brought upon the about 1774-5. My father soon lost his health by living in country are thus happily lamented :

a town; of my three elder brothers, one went to sea and

two into the army, and therefore could give no assistance to “ The press, (that villainous engine) invented much about

our father and mother. In December 1780, I was put apthe same time with the Reformation, hath done more mis- prentice to a most respectable tradesman, who finding that chief to the discipline of our church than the doctrine can

my education had been entirely neglected, did what he could make amends for. It was a happy time, when all learning to remedy this defect; taught me partly to read and to was in manuscript, and some little officer, like our author, write, and kindly lent me books, by which I became somedid keep the keys of the library. When the clergy needed what acquainted with the general history of mankind. Unno more knowledge than to read the liturgy, and the laity til I reached my 13th year, I made very little progress in no more clerkship than to save them from hanging. But

the knowledge of my business, but having attained this now, since printing came into the world, such is the mischief that a man cannot write a book, but presently he is age I hal become a very strong lad, and being very handy,

my good tutor took care to reward me for my exertions, answered. Conld the Press but at once be conjured to obey and placed me over my fellow apprentices, who were much only an imprimatur, our author might not disdaine, per- elder boys. Thus encouraged, I could at the age of 15 or haps, to be one of its most zealous patrons. There have 16 perform fully as much work as is usually performed by been wayes found out to banish ministers, to find not only ordinary workmen. This was soon spread abroad by my the people, but even the grounds and fields where they assembled, in conventicles; but no art yet could prevent these

most worthy instructor, and drew from my shop-mates

" Why do you

some ill will and many advices, such as, Eeditious meetings of letters. Two or three brawny feln work so hard ? Why turn out so much work? I who do lows in a corner, with meer ink, and elbow grease, do more

not do the one-half, will just get as much thanks as you harm than a hundred systematical divines, with their sweaty who fight so much.” This I met with, “ I do not care for preaching. And, what is a strange thing, the very spunges, thanks. I wish to be an expert workinan and able to earn which one would think should rather deface and blot oui

money." In this I was so successful, that by the time I the whole book, and were anciently used for that purpose, reached my 221 year, I was able to make 183., 20s., 30s. are become now the instruments to make them legible.

or even £2 per week. It was fortunate that I early turned Their ugly printing letters, which look but like so many my attention to practising speedy methods of proceeding rotten tooth drawers; and yet these rascally operators of with my work, as in my 17th year, 1 unluckily became the press have got a trick to fasten them again in a few acquainted with a very handsome young woman.

We minutes, that they grow as firm a set, and as biting and talk. ative as ever. o, printing! how hast thou disturbed the

were unluckily so well pleased with each other, that at last peace of mankind ! that lead, when moulded into bullels, is

we were advised to marry. I was 17, and she wanted three not 80 mortal as when formed into letters !

mouths of that age. Tlms, without experience, we were

There was a mistake, sure, in the story of Cadmus ; and the serpent's teacher made it a shilling more, and in this way I made

placed together, I an apprentice at 5s. per week; my worthy teeth which he sowed, were nothing else but the letters which he invented. The first essay that was made towards nearly sufficient to answer all our purposes. I therefore

out my time. I then had Is. per week, but this was not this art, was in single characters upon iron, wherewith, of fell upon an expedient which nearly doubled my income, old

, they stigmatized slaves, and remarkable offenders ; and by working at home. In this way I worked from 8 at it was of good use, sometimes, to brand a schismatic; but a night till 12, and up again at 5 in the morning. I thus bulky Dutchman diverted it quite from its first institution, made good wages, and was enabled to help my father and and contriving those innumerable syntagmes of alphabets, mother, until I succeeded in keeping them in competence hath pestered the world ever since, with the gross bodies of and comfort for a considerable number of years. And all their German divinity. One would have thought in reason, this was accomplished without in the least diminishing my that a Dutchman might have contented himself only with

own comforts. In a short time I was able to save as much the wine-press."

money as enabled me to procure a good stock of tools, and MEMOIRS OF LA FAYETTE AND OF THE REVOLUTION at the age of 26, I was farther able to set up in trade for Or 1830. By M. Sarrans, Secretary to La Fayette.—This myself

, and soon gathered a good stock of goods. Firding

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