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thousands who have. There may be some who make much THE TRIFLERS.

ado about nothing, but they have always had something to In this world of ours no one can safely or comfortably be take up their attention. And thus, while the world peridle. Those who must make their way in it by their own haps laughs in its sleeve, and grave people hint about time efforts, know that it is a scene of thoroughly earnest exer- and talents uselessly thrown away, the Trifler runs on like tion, in which much real work must be done in very limited the squirrel in its miniature tread-mill, mistaking motion time. That class, even, whose fortunate infancy, rejoicing in for progression, and mere frivolities for serious occupations. hereditary silver spoons, promised nothing but a life of ease | It was some time before I suspected the true character and enjoyment, find real pleasure, or indeed pleasure of of my neighbour, Mr Frank Fritter. He is an active-lookany kind, to be unattainable without a good deal of hard ing little man, very silent, methodical in his habits, scrulabour. No one has either time or strength to throw away. pulously clean, and always well-dressed. My landlady, And thus, however we may regret that men so exclusively who speaks of him with great admiration, declares that he devote that time and strength to merely material objects, seems always fresh out of a box.' He is perhaps about Fe need not be greatly surprised at it. It is exactly in fifty, well to do in the world, having a comfortable sum in the nature of things that society should present an aspect the funds, and no one to care for but himself. Well, Mr of toil, and bustle, and anxiety. But the puzzling thing Fritter, with all his personal neatness and regularity, is a is, that the very busiest of the busy throng, absolutely thorough trifler, who spends his time laboriously doing the most toil-worn of human beings, are often those who nothing. All the forenoon you may hear him rumbling do nothing, and seem to have nothing to do. This may about his apartments, with his old housekeeper at his heels, perhaps appear to be rather an anomalous sort of statement. creating a hideous din of drawing, pushing, and hammerMany may be disposed to doubt, and others to deny it ing. He is incessantly shifting and replacing his furniture, altogether. We make it, however, quite advisedly. Facts of which he has far more than he needs; his books, which he are, all the world over, facts, and a thing may not be the never dreams of reading, he is continually arranging and less true, though it takes us somewhat by surprise. classifying; his pictures, though otherwise little esteemed,

The family of the Trifers are an ancient and far-spread I are seldom allowed to hang for two days in the same place. generation. They are to be found in all the highways and Somehow, he can never get things put to rights. He cannot byways of life, though it sometimes requires a good deal | take it coolly; his labours are never-ending, still beginning. of discrimination to detect them. This arises from the in- He is at a loss to comprehend how the time slips through genious deceptions they are in the habit of practising, not his fingers, and he complains that he can ill spare the two only on others, but also on themselves. Your Trifler never or three hours necessary to dress himself and take a stroll suspects himself; he invariably denies his relationship, in the afternoon. He is a very harmless person, no doubt, and takes fire immediately at any insinuations on the sub- if he would only make less noise next door. A Trifler of ject. The legitimate members of the family have no sym- this kind, indeed, when he happens to be a bachelor, canpathy with the rustic philosopher, who thought supreme not do much harm to anybody, however he may fret and felicity consisted in swinging all day long on a five-barred torment himself. If Mr Fritter will just have the goodness zate. On the contrary, they are in their own way a most to shift his residence at the next term, I shall never say industriots class of persons. To take their word for it, the another word against him. mass of important business they have always on hand Mr Solomon Dubious is a Trifler of another kind. He is 18 perfectly overwhelming. Human life is too short for much more a man of the world, is married, and the father the work they have to do, the questions they have to settle, of a family. To be sure, he too, is continually shifting, arthe stories they have to tell. From morn till dewy eve' ranging, and deranging, drawing and shoving all day long; their heads or hands are in perpetual motion. A host of but the process takes place, not in his house but in his curious tasks fall on their shoulders, which never trouble head. He does with his ideas what my neighbour does other men. To be sure, these may be very far out of the way with his furniture, and when he lays hold of you, is by far of their partimular business, or they may relate to matters the most troublesome customer of the two. On the simplest quite insignificant in the eyes of the world, or they may be matter, he conjures up a host of questions and doubts, and of a nature which nobody hut themselves can understand. is continually affirming and denying, not from malice or Well, others don't see things as they see them; that's all. ill-nature, but from sheer indecision and want of reflection. They are not understood. If they do not make fortunes for He is continually contradicting and debating with himself; themselves, or benefit their friends or society, it is no fault he cannot make a statement without insinuating something, of theirs; they have done, and thought, and said more than to the contrary; and has always two quite opposite opi

nions on the same subject. No sooner does he seem settled don't think it can be our bell.'-'I am quite sure of it,' said at one extreme, than off he jumps to the other; and never I; and at the same instant the bell rang a second time. seems so happy as when weighing with scrupulous nicety Confound it,' said I, we should excuse ourselves to visiters the pro and con, the why and wherefore of the most micros- at this time of the morning.'— It is time enough yet, percopic questions. He absolutely luxuriates in perplexity haps,' replied she; and she called Mary-you mind our serand doubt. Every morning in the world he keeps him- vant Mary-an active girl; but Mary had already answer. self and family in suspense with the most frivolous co ed. Well, who was it, think you? Why, just my old friend gitations. Shall he, or shall he not take a walk before Tom Racket-you know Tom-I think you met him at breakfast? Yes or no? No or yes? Is it not too early? Is dinner in our house last Christmas. Tom and I were old it not too late? What says the weather-glass-—will it rain ? college chums, and many a droll spree we have had toThen his dress is a constant source of perplexity. This gether. •Paul,' says he, for we have always been on the suit is too good for everyday wear—that he is ashamed to most familiar terms, “I have a proposal to make to you. be seen in. A coloured cravat is too glaring, a black one | You know my uncle George has a tolerable estate in the too sombre. He has half a mind to stay at home, but then, Highlands'-a lucky fellow is Tom, I can tell you, for you business must be attended to-though perhaps he would must know that estate will be his own whenever the old not be missed for a day-and yet he has appointments chap slips away.—'Well,' says he, 'the worthy old cock which it would be uncivil not to keep. At last he gets up, | has thought proper to send me a lot of the most beautiful wonders if he has forgotten anything, sits down again, game you ever clapped your eyes on-venison, hares, rummages his pockets, turns on his heel, walks round the grouse-I don't know all what. The fact is, Tom often gets room; and finally rushes into the street, hat and gloves these presents from his uncle, and seldom forgets his friends in hand, in despair at the lateness of the hour. Mr Solo- when he does. You remember-no, you can't remember, man Dubious is an amiable man, with the best intentions; to be sure, for you wasn't there;- but, at any rate, some his talents are respectable, and might be turned to good of us had a jolly night of it at Ton's lodging, on-let me account either for his family or society; but he is feeble, see—ay, just Tuesday was a year-I mind it well, indeed loitering, and irresolute-in short, he is a Trifler.

I can hardly forget it, for the day before my wife had gone At this season of the year I have commonly a good deal to visit her aunt in Perth, as she generally does once aof business on hand. The other morning I sat down to year, so that I was in some sort a bachelor for the time my desk to write to a correspondent in London, and felt being. But that wasn't the case just now; and I wonderedi anxious not to miss the post. I had only, however, set what the rogue Tom was after, for he has always some down the date and the single word “Sir,' when my ac- frolic or another in his head-in fact, he can't live without quaintance Paul Chatterbox walked into the room, wiping it, as Perkins said once to me, when we were waiting on his brow with his handkerchief. He seemed from his ex- the omnibus the day we had the excursion to Habbie's How cited air to have some important news to communicate; last summer. I saw Tom had some scheme in his noddle, but as he was apparently in a hurry, I consoled myself and so I thought did Eliza, though, of course, I said nowith the hope that I should soon get rid of him. But I thing to her nor she to me; when Tom out with it at once, quickly found out my mistake. Having deposited his hat for he is never long in coming to the point, and has no noon a chair, and hung his cane on the back of it, my visiter tion of keeping you in suspense, as many people like to do. gazed on me with a face of most important gravity, and “So,' says he, as this is more than a bachelor like me can said, “You wont guess what news I have for you? manage, I just thought if Mrs Chatterbox would take the I professed my inability to do so.

trouble of getting up a small party, I would put the whole • Well, it is hardly possible you can. You are the first into her hands, with a dozen of old port to wash it down, person I have spoken to on the subject.'

and we should have a jolly afternoon of it. Here was a . Indeed,' said I.

project to be sure! My wife looked at me, and I looked • Fact, depend upon it; but you shall now hear the at her-I knew there was no woman better at getting up whole affair.

a small snug party than herself, and she had a great notion · I am all attention,' I replied, in a tone of resignation. of Tom'-&c. &c. &c. • You will be astonished, I suspect.'

I looked my watch, and saw that I had only a quarter “What is it then?

of an hour left to write my letter. And so,' said I, desSomething so unexpected, that I can hardly credit it perately, you both agreed to accept Mr Racket's promyself.' I hope,' said I, no misfortune has happened.'

You shall hear, you shall hear,' returned my tormentor. "Oh, quite the reverse, as you shall judge. That is to And in point of fact I was remorselessly dragged through say, not exactly the reverse neither, for indeed the thing is all the interminable preliminaries of the agreement, then neither what you might call fortunate nor unfortunate. his deliberations with his wife, then the surprise of the ser

I felt that I was done for. I cast a glance of despair on vant Mary, then the preparations resolved on for the dinmy unfinished letter, and passively submitted to my fate. ner, the settling of the day and hour, who were to be Chatterbox seemed partly to comprehend me, for he now invited, and all the reasons for preferring one person to condescended to come a little nearer the point—that is, to | another. The hour of post had long passed away; and so the beginning of his story.

little did I feel consoled for my disappointment by finding * You must understand, my dear sir,' said he, that this that I was to form one of the party on Thursday next, morning as we sat down to breakfast-it was just about that, though very fond of yenison, I half resolved to neglect half-past ten-you know we generally breakfast at ten, the invitation. but to-day my wife was rather late in getting up. We had Mr Paul Chatterbox is a wordy Trifler-he trifles rich been at a ball last night, from which we did not get away his tongue. till long after twelve-we were too late, far too late. Generally speaking, Triflers are a good-natured well-clisI mended my pen, but in vain.

posed sort of animals, not void of knowledge or intelligence; * We had a fine dish of finnan baddocks-a present from and they would form valuable members of society if they my father-in-law ; my wife is very fond of them. My I could only learn to distinguish between the frivolous and the dear,' said I, • let me assist you. By the by, Paul' says important. Many of them are full of fact and anecdote, and she, Thursday next is a holiday with you, is it not?-how i can give you the exact dates of all the wet summers, the shall we spend the day?'-little thinking, as it turned out, | rigorous winters, the comets, eclipses festivals, birtas, what was going to happen; but, as the proverb says, Man | deaths, and other events that have happened in their une proposes and Heaven disposes. An admirable proverb, | These are a kind of living memorandum-books, and would by the way, with a very good moral, which is more than | be of no small servioo uccasionally, if, instead of pitching can be said for all of them. I was just spreading my bread, I their information at people's heads when it is not wanted, when all at once I says to Mrs Chatterbox- Eliza,' says I, I and interlarding it with details of no importance, they there is a ring at the bell,' — I didn't hear it,' said she; • I would wait till they are consulted, and then speak to the


point. But no sooner is an occurrence alluded to in their the reason assigned (at least a reason) why Paul Clifford presence, than they will give you day and date for it, would not renounce the 'stand and deliver'system of his recall in regular succession all the other remarkable cir- times, namely, the health he gained by spurring at a hard cumstances which took place the same year, tell you where

gallop over wide extended heaths—all united to convince us they were themselves at the time, what they were doing, and what they were thinking about, till the original sub

that Sir Edward knew the meaning of dyspepsia. We had ject of conversation is smothered beneath a mass of matters no idea, however, until he told us, that things were so bad for which nobody cares a straw. When you are entangled with him. His style now, however, has got as vigorous and with one of this class, the wisest plan is to let him alone, healthy as his person; may the cure be lasting. Poor till he fairly runs himself out. If you venture to question

Ferguson, indeed, praised long before the merits of Caller any of his assertions, the chance is that he will run you into such a labyrinth of proofs and collateral illustrations water'--& liquid, which to his own, and probably his as will make you wish you had held your tongue. You country's loss, he used too sparingly. But Sir Edward need not try to improve him—the disease is incurable. follows up his preachings anent the fluid by suitable prac

This, in fact, is the case with the whole family of Triflers tice. Burns's praise of Scotch drink will scarce do after when the habit has become confirmed; and society loses

this; but let Sir Edward speak more useful members in this way than is generally suspected. But as some philosopher has said, there is a good

CONFESSIONS AND OBSERVATIONS OF SIR EDWARD LYTTON and a bad side to every thing. Others may learn from the

· BULWER. example of the Trifler to estimate the value of time, the I have been a workman in my day. I began to write necessity of viewing things in their true proportions, the and to toil, and to win some kind of a name, which I had importance of well-timed application to useful pursuits, the ambition to improve, while yet little more than a boy. and of directness and perspicuity in thought, word, and With strong love for study in books_with yet greater deaction. Above all, the Trifler compels us practically to sire to accomplish myself in the knowledge of men, for sixcultivate the virtue of patience.

teen years I can conceive no life to have been more filled by occupation than mine. What time was not given to ac

tion was given to study; what time not given to study, to THE COLD WATER CURE. action-labour in both! To a constitution naturally far QUB readers must be aware, that of late a great deal has from strong, I allowed no pause or respite. The wear and both been said and written on what is now technically

tear went on without intermission-the whirl of the wheel

never ceased. Sometimes, indeed, thoroughly overpowered termed the · Cold Water Cure. The system, like every

and exhausted, I sought for escape. The physicians said similar one in its infancy, or indeed like any thing which · Travel,' and I travelled ; 'Go into the country,' and 1 threatens innovation, has met with considerable opposition went. But in such attempts at repose all my ailments from the sturdy defenders of things as they are.' While gathered round me-made themselves far more palpable its foes have injured it by their reckless opposition, many

and felt. I had no resource but to fly from myself-to fly

into the other world of books, or thought, or reverieto of its friends have done it equal injury by an injudicious

live in some state of being less painful than my own. As advocacy, and by holding it up to public notice as a cure, long as I was always at work it seemed that I had no leiequally certain and sudden, for all the ills to which “flesh sure to be ill. Quiet was my hell. is heir.' While we disapprove, however, of such extravagant At length the frame thus long neglected--patched up for views of its merits, there are too many convincing proofs of a w

any convincing proofs of a while by drugs and doctors-put off and trifled with as

an intrusive dun-like a dun who is in his rights-brought its efficacy in cases of long confirmed disease, not originating

in its arrears-crushing and terrible, accumulated through in organic causes, to allow us to regard it with indifference. long years. Worn out and wasted, the constitution seemed The length of the following epistle must be our excuse for wholly inadequate to meet the demand. The exhaustion briefness in reference to prefatory notice-nor, in good of toil and study had been completed by great anxiety and truth, is much required. When an old favourite appears

grief. I had watched with alternate hope and fear the lin

gering and mournful deathbed of my nearest relation and upon the stage who in his senses would venture to try the

dearest friend-of the person around whom was entwined patience of the applauding spectators by the “tedious the strongest affection my life had known--and when all prattle' of a formal eulogistic address about his well known was over, seemed scarcely to live myself. merits? When Harriet Martineau defends mesmerism, or | At this time, about the January of 1844, I was thoroughly Lytton Bulwer the water cure, in their own matchless

shattered. The least attempt at exercise exhausted me. The style, in letters written with the specific intention, it is not

nerves gave way at the most ordinary excitement-achro

nic irritation of that vast surface we call the mucous memlikely that officious reviewers, when they preface the produc brane, which had defied for years all medical skill, rendered tion by making references to the former works of such per me continually liable to acute attacks, which from their sons—when they prate of Pelham, or talk about the Crofton repetition and the increased feebleness of my frame, might Boys-would fare much better than the person in the case at any time be fatal. Though free from any organic dissupposed. Taking it for granted, therefore, that our readers

ease of the heart, its action was morbidly restless and pain

ful. My sleep was without refreshment. At morning I know already all about Lytton Bulwer that can be known,

| rose more weary than I laid down to rest. : we shall permit them at once to sit down to what, if they do Without fatiguing you and your readers further with the not confess it 'good,' they are scarce the readers we fancied, longa cohors of my complaints, I pass on to record my Gr scarce the judges of what is rich, racy, and sparkling in

struggle to resist them. I have always had a great belief writing, that we have occasionally ventured in secret to

in the power of the will. What a man determines to do

that in ninety-nine cases out of the hundred I hold that he guess. One word, however, since we have unconsciously

succeeds in doing. I determined to have some insight into committed the very blunder we have been deprecating, a knowledge I had never attained since manhood-the must be allowed us ere we part. We always guessed, even knowledge of health. when ignorant of Sir Edword's personal history, that in re- I resolutely put away books and study, sought the airs ference to health he was scarce very well. His description

in which the physicians esteemed the most healthful, and of the horrors consequent upon having dined too eagerly

adopted the strict regimen on which all the chiidren of

Æsculapius so wisely insist. In short, I maintained the on matton chops—the blue pills which during his visit to game general habits as to hours, diet (with the exception the country to get health had to be swallowed by Pelham- of wine, which in moderate quantities seemed to me indis

pensable), and, so far as my strength would allow, of ex- native shores, and who proffered the proverbial salubrity ercise, as I found afterwards instituted at hydropathic es. of Malvern air and its holy springs to those who, like me, tablishments. I dwell on this to forestall in some manner had ranged in vain from simple to mineral, and who had the common remark of persons not well acquainted with become bold by despair-bold enough to try if health, like the medical agencies of water-that it is to the regular life truth, lay at the bottom of a well. which water-patients lead, and not to the element itself, I was not then aware that other institutions had been that they owe their recovery. Nevertheless, I found that established in England of more or less fame. I saw in Dr these changes, however salutary in theory, produced little Wilson the first transporter—at least as a physician-of if any practical amelioration in my health. All invalids the Silesian system, and did not pause to look out for other | know, perhaps, how difficult, under ordinary circumstances, and later pupils of this innovating German school. is the alteration of habits from bad to good. The early rising, I resolved then to betake myself to Malvern. On my 1 the walk before breakfast, so delicious in the feelings of way through town I paused, in the innocence of my heart, I freshness and vigour which they bestow upon the strong, to inquire of some of the faculty if they thought the water often become punishments to the valetudinarian. Head- cure would suit my case. With one exception, they were ! ach, languor, a sense of weariness over the eyes, a sink- unanimous in the vehemence of their denunciations. Granting of the whole system towards noon, which seemed im- ing even that in some cases, especially of rheumatism, hyperiously to demand the dangerous aid of stimulants, was dropathy had produced a cure—to my complaints it was all that I obtained by the morning breeze and the languid worse than inapplicable—it was highly dangerous—it stroll by the sea-shore. The suspension from study only would probably be fatal. I had not stamina for the treatment afflicted with intolerable ennui, and added to the profound it would fix chronic ailments into organic disease—surely dejection of the spirits. The brain, so long accustomed to it would be much better to try what I had not yet tried. morbid activity, was but withdrawn from its usual occu- What I had not yet tried! A course of prussic acid ! Nopations to invent horrors and chimeras. Over the pillow, thing was better for gastric irritation, which was no doubt vainly sought two hours before midnight, hovered no golden the main cause of my suffering! If, however, I were obstisleep. The absence of excitement, however unhealthy, nately bent upon so mad an experiment, Dr Wilson was only aggravated the symptoms of ill health.

the last person I should go to. I was not deterred by all It was at this time that I met by chance, in the library | these intimidations, nor seduced by the salubrious allureat St Leonard's, with Captain Claridge's work on the ments of the prussic acid under its scientific appellation of • Water Cure, as practised by Priessnitz at Gräfenberg. hydrocianic. " A little reflection taught me that the memMaking allowance for certain exaggerations therein, which bers of a learned profession are naturally the very persons appeared evident to my common sense, enough still re- least disposed to favour innovation upon the practices which mained not only to captivate the imagination and flatter custom and prescription have rendered sacred in their eyes. the hopes of an invalid, but to appeal with favour to his A lawyer is not the person to consult upon bold reforms sober judgment. Till then, perfectly ignorant of the sub- in jurisprudence. A physician can scarcely be expected ject and the system, except by some such vague stories to own that a Silesian peasant will cure with water the and good jests as had reached my ears in Germany, I re- diseases which resist an armament of phials. And with solved at least to read what more could be said in favour regard to the peculiar objections to Dr Wilson, I had read of the cwiston udor, and examine dispassionately into its in his own pamphlet attacks upon the orthodox practice merits as a medicament. I was then under the advice of sufficient to account for—perhaps to justify—the dispoone of the first physicians of our age. I had consulted half sition to depreciate him in return. the faculty. I had every reason to be grateful for the at- Still my friends were anxious and fearful; to please them tention, and to be confident in the skill, of those whose I continued to inquire, though not of physicians but of pa. prescriptions had, from time to time, flattered my hopes tients. I sought out some of those who had gone through and enriched the chemist. But the truth must be spoken the process. I sifted some of the cases of cure cited by Dr - far from being better, I was sinking fast. Little remained Wilson. I found the account of the patients so encouragto me to try in the great volume of the herbal. Seek what ing, the cases quoted so authentic, that I grew impatient of I would next, even if a quackery, it certainly might expe-delay. I threw physic to the dogs, and went to Malvern. dite my grave, but it could scarcely render life—at least It is not my intention to detail the course I underwent. the external life-more unjoyous. Accordingly I examined, The different resources of water as a medicament are to be with such grave thought as a sick man brings to bear found in many works easily to be obtained, and well worth upon his case, all the grounds upon which to justify to the study. In this letter I suppose myself to be addressing myself—an excursion to the snows of Silesia. But I own those as thoroughly acquainted with the system as myself that in proportion as I found my faith in the system was at the first, and I deal therefore only in generals. strengthen, I shrunk from the terrors of this long journey | The first point which impressed and struck me was the to the rugged region in which the probable lodging would extreme and utter innocence of the water cure in skilful be a labourer's cottage, and in which the Babel of a hundred hands-in any hands indeed not thoroughly new to the languages (so agreeable to the healthful delight in novelty system. Certainly, when I went, I believed it to be a kill -so appalling to the sickly despondency of a hypochonor cure system. I fancied that it must be a very violent driac) would murmur and growl over a public table spread remedy--that it doubtless might effect great and magical with no tempting condiments. Could I hope to find heal cures--but that if it failed it might be fatal. Now, I speak ing in my own land, and not too far from my own doctors not alone of my own case, but of the immense number of in case of failure, I might indeed solicit the watery gods- cases I have seen-patients of all ages-all species and but the journey! I who scarcely lived through a day with genera of disease-all kinds and conditions of constitution, out leech or potion—the long gelid journey to Gräfenberg when I declare, upon my honour, that I never witnessed

-I should be sure to fall ill by the way—to be clutched one dangerous symptom produced by the water cure, and mismanaged by some German doctor-to deposit my whether at Dr Wilson's or the other hydropathic institubones in some dismal churchyard on the banks of the tions which I afterwards visited. And though unquestionFather Rhine.

ably fatal consequences might occur from gross mismanageWhile thus perplexed, I fell in with one of the pamphlets ment, and as unquestionably have so occurred at various written by Dr Wilson of Malvern, and my doubts were establishments, I am yet convinced that water in itself is solved. Here was an English doctor, who had himself so friendly to the human body, that it requires a very exknown more than my own sufferings, who, like myself, had traordinary degree of bungling, of ignorance and presumpfound the pharmacopeia in vain—who had spent ten months tion, to produce results really dangerous; that a regular at Gräfenberg, and left all his complaints behind him- practitioner does more frequent mischief from the misapwho fraught with the experience he had acquired, not only plication of even the simplest drugs, than a water doctor in his own person, but from scientific examination of the of very moderate experience does, or can do, by the miscases under his eye, had transported the system to our application of his baths and friction. And here I must

observe, that those portions of the treatment which appear hours spent on the lonely hills of Malvern--none in which to the uninitiated as the most perilous, are really the safest, nature was so thoroughly possessed and appreciated.

and can be applied with the most impunity to the weakest The rise from a sleep as sound as childhood's—the impa,' constitutions; whereas those which appear, from our tient rush into the open air, while the sun was fresh and

greater familiarity with them, the least startling and most the birds first sang-the sense of an unwonted strength in innocuous, are those which require the greatest knowledge every limb and nerve, which made so light of the steep of general pathology and the individual constitution. I ascent to the holy spring—the delicious sparkle of that shall rerert to this part of my subject before I conclude. morning draught—the green terrace on the brow of the

The next thing that struck me was the extraordinary mountain, with the rich landscape wide and far belowease with which, under this system, good habits are ac- the breeze that once would have been so keen and biting, quired and bad habits relinquished. The difficulty with now but exhilarating the blood, and lifting the spirits into which, under orthodox medical treatment, stimulants are religious joy; and this keen sentiment of present pleasure abandoned, is here not witnessed. Patients accustomed rounded by a hope sanctioned by all I felt in myself, and

for half a century to live hard and high, wine-drinkers, / nearly all that I witnessed in others—that that very pre!! spirit-bibbers, whom the regular physicians have sought in sent was but the step, the threshold, into an unknown

rain to reduce to a daily pint of sherry, here voluntarily and delightful region of health and vigour-a disease and 1 resign all strong potations, after a day or two cease to feel a care dropping from the frame and the heart at every

the want of them, and reconcile themselves to water as if stride. they had drank nothing else all their lives. Others, who I staid some nine or ten weeks at Malvern, and business,

bare had recourse for years and years to medicine-their from which I could not escape, obliging me then to be in i pion in the morning, their cordial at noon, their pill be the neighbourhood of town, I continued the system seven

fore dinner, their narcotic at bedtime, cease to require weeks longer, under Dr Weiss of Petersham ; during this these aids to life as if by a charm. Nor this alone. Men latter period the agreeable phenomena which had characto wbom mental labour has been a necessary-who have terised the former, the cheerfulness, the bien aise, the coneristeil on the excitement of the passions and the stir of sciousness of returning health vanished, and were succeeded the intellect—who have felt, these withdrawn, the prostra- by great irritation of the nerves, extreme fretfulness, and tion of the whole system--the lock to the wheel of the the usual characteristics of the constitutional disturbance entire machine-return at once to the careless spirits of the to which I have referred. I had every reason, however, bov in his first holiday.

to be satisfied with the care and skill of Dr Weiss, who fully Here lies a great secret; water thus skilfully adminis- deserves the reputation he has acquired, and the attachtered is in itself a wonderful excitement: it supplies the ment entertained for him by his patients; nor did my place of all others-it operates powerfully and rapidly judgment ever despond or doubt of the ultimate benefits of upon the nerves, sometimes to calm them, sometimes to the process. I emerged at last from these operations in no irritate, but always to occupy. Hence follows a conse- very portly condition. I was blanched and emaciatedquence which all patients have remarked—the complete washed out like a thrifty housewife's gown; but neither the repose of the passions during the early stages of the cure; bleaching nor the loss of weight had in the least impaired they seem laid asleep as if by enchantment. The intellect my strength; on the contrary, all the muscles had grown shares the same rest; after a short time mental exertions as hard as iron, and I was become capable of great exerbecome impossible: even the memory grows far less tena- | cise without fatigue; my cure was not effected, but I was cious of its painful impressions, cares and griefs are for-compelled to go into Germany. On my return homewards, gotten; the sense of the present absorbs the past and I was seized with a severe cold, which rapidly passed into future; there is a certain freshness and youth which per- | high fever. . Fortunately I was within reach of Doctor Fade the spirits, and live upon the enjoyment of the actual | Schmidt's magnificent hydropathic establishment at Bophour. Thus the great agents of our mortal wear and tear part. Thither I caused myself to be conveyed : and now -the passions and the mind-calmed into strange rest I had occasion to experience the wonderful effect of the nature seems to leave the body to its instinctive tendency, water cure in acute cases. Slow in chronic disease, its which is always towards recovery. All that interests and beneficial operation in acute is immediate. In twenty-four amuses is of a healthful character; exercise, instead of hours all fever had subsided, and on the third day I rebeing an unwilling drudgery, becomes the inevitable im- sumed my journey, relieved from every symptom that had pulse of the frame braced and invigorated by the element. before prognosticated a tedious and perhaps alarming illA series of reactions is always going on—the willing exer ness. And now came gradually, yet perceptibly, the good cise produces refreshing rest, and refreshing rest willing effects of the system I had undergone; flesh and weight bercise. The extraordinary effect which water taken early returned; the sense of health became conscious and steady; in the morning produces on the appetite is well known I had every reason to bless the hour when I first sought amongst those who have tried it, even before the water the springs of Malvern. And here I must observe, that it curt was thought of--an appetite it should be the care of often happens that the patient makes but slight apparent the skilful doctor to check into moderate gratification; the improvement when under the cure, compared with that powers of nutrition become singularly strengthened, the which occurs subsequently. A water-doctor of repute at blood grows rich and pure-the constitution is not only | Brussels, indeed, said frankly to a grumbling patient, I amended-it undergoes a change.

do not expect you to be well while here; it is only on The safety of the system, then, struck me first-its power leaving me that you will know if I have cured you.' of replacing, by healthful stimulants, the morbid ones it! It is as the frame recovers from the agitation it underwithdrew, whether physical or moral, surprised me next. goes, that it gathers round it power utterly unknown to That which thirdly impressed me was no less contrary to it before—as the plant watered by the rains of one season, all my pre-conceived notions. I had fancied that whether betrays in the next the effect of the grateful dews. good or bad, the system must be one of great hardship, I had always suffered so severely in winter, that the extremely repugnant and disagreeable. I wondered at severity of our last one gave me apprehensions, and I remyself to find how soon it became so associated with plea solved to seek shelter from my fears at my beloved Malsureable and grateful feelings, as to dwell upon the mind vern. I here passed the most inclement period of the among the happiest passages of existence. For my own winter, not only perfectly free from the colds, rheum, and part, despite all my ailments, or whatever may have been catarrhs, which had hitherto visited me with the snows, but my cares, I have ever found exquisite pleasure in that sense in the enjoyment of excellent health. And I am persuaded, of being, which is, as it were the conscience, the mirror of that for those who are delicate, and who suffer much durthe soul. I have known hours of as much and as vivid ing the winter, there is no place where the cold is so little mappiness as perhaps can fall to the lot of man; but among felt as at a water cure establishment. I am persuaded also, all my most brilliant recollections, I can recall no periods and in this I am borne out by the experience of most of enjoyment at once more hilarious and serene than the water-doctors, that the cure is most rapid and effectual

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