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the preceding one, but to hold out, to continue firing on the city, and to hope for succour.

Up to this time the cannonading had done but little injury to the town, but we now perceived a difference, as many shots fell into the city. The Greeks began to get accustomed to the balls, and were not quite so much frightened as at first, though they were frequently found concealed for fear they should be struck. A Turk was taken prisoner, who had come out of the fortress by night. He said he had been driven out by hunger; he was taken before the prince and searched, but nothing was found on him. A little negro who had accompanied this Turk, but, being more active, had at first escaped, was taken in the evening by some of the numerous Greeks dispersed about the fields, and taken before the prince. He was threatened with death if he did not immediately tell all he knew. Being but a child, he confessed that the Turk had letters sewed into bis shoes. The Turk was fetched, but he had on an old pair of Greek slippers. As soon as he was set at liberty, he took occasion to throw away his shoes for fear of a discovery. He was threatened with the bastinado, but would confess nothing. At last the sabre being raised over his head to strike it off, if he did not confess where he had put the shoes, he replied, " I cannot do what you require, I die a martyr.” As they saw they could get nothing out of him they let him go. He betrayed not the slightest fear or emotion, but sat himself down by the fire, and began to smoke with the greatest sang froid. The little negro said that there was a great scarcity of provisions in the fortress, and that the Albanians would not die of hunger. The Greeks sent proposals to the Albanians, and as had been the case at Tripolitza, they soon accepted them. The Albanians are excellent soldiers so long as they are well paid and fed ; but at a time of difficulty or distress, they would desert their own father. They care Bothing about the consequences to others, and forget the benefits they received but yesterday. Their motto is, Si fortuna perit nullus amicus erit. No reliance whatever is to be placed upon them; they are of no party, but always side with the strongest and the wealthiest, and fight for any body who pays well, without asking what they fight about.

The Albanian chiefs came into the city to conclude the treaty. The Greeks were confident that if the Albanians were once withdrawn the Turks must surrender; but these conferences were disturbed by Kiamil Bey and by his wife and mother, who opposed the surrender, although the former was prisoner, and saw certain death before him, He would not confess where his treasures were hidden, but, like Attilius Regulus, persuaded his countrymen to hold out, and to accept no terms. “ It is better," said he, “ to die gloriously, than to live the slaves of our slaves."

The affairs of Greece at this moment woře a rather unpromising aspect. The Turks had taken possession of the peninsula of Cassandra. The enemy had troops in Larissa, and threatened Livadia and Attica, Primates came from the provinces imploring assistance, while the people of the Peloponnesus, having the money they had taken at Tripolitza, and being in hope of further booty at Corinth, seemed little inclined to quit their own territory, or to attend to the petitions of those who were in danger. In a multitude there are always some individuals who have better sentiments than the rest, and who really love their country; but as the proportion in Greece is about ten to ten thousand, I may be allowed to speak of them in a mass. As however I wish to be impartial, I must endeavour to do justice to merit, and to make honourable mention of those who deserve it. At the time of which I am speaking, we were with Captain Penovria, of Salona, who had long defended himself on Mount Parnassus. He was a countryman; he attended to his own affairs, and did not take any part in the cabals that were going on. He had a very beautiful wife. A Turkish officer, passing before his house, saw her, and was captivated by her beauty. He sent to demand her of Penovria, who refused to give her up. Upon this the officer ordered his soldiers to take her by force; and in spite of the tears of the wife, and the frantic despair of the husband, bis orders were executed. Penovria, desperate at his dishonour, and at the impossibility of obtaining redress or revenge, determined to abandon every thing he possessed, collected some of his relatives and friends, and told them that he was resolved to betake himself to the mountains, to make himself independent, and to wash out his dishonour in the blood of all the Turks who came in his way. Many of his friends approved his determination, and accompanied him to the mountains, where they fell on every Turk who passed that way. At the breaking out of the revolution he returned to Salona, where many Greeks, who were acquainted with his courage and patriotism, joined him. He had written many letters to the government, describing his urgent need of additional forces, but no attention was paid to his representations. One morning he presented himself to the assembly with a barbarian air, such as might be expected from a man totally without education. He spoke however with the eloquence of nature: “What do yon do," said he with warmth, “ in this assembly? You think of nothing but accumulating riches, and seizing upon what does not belong to you. All you have taken is the property of the nation; why then do you imitate our oppressors ? What business have you with golden pistols and Cachemere turbans? Why do you not take iron pistols and woollen garments, and pour into the public treasury all that you have taken from the enemy, to furnish pay for your poor soldiers, who pine in want? Look at our unhappy provinces, which are daily threatened with invasion from the enemy; then you will come to assist us, but it will be too late; we shall have perished with the name of liberty in our mouths, while you will have the shame and remorse of having sacrificed your brethren to your hunger for gold, and will at last fall victims yourselves to the fury of our enemies.”

Penovria quitted the assembly, and the captains were for a few minutes confounded and ashamed. I am certain, however, that the next day they thought no more of it. Captain Penovria, however, tried to render a new service to his country, by setting on foot a fresh treaty with the Albanians. He knew that it would be impossible to induce the Greek captains to leave Corinth till the citadel had surrendered ; and that, whatever might become of the rest of Greece, they would stay where they thought there was plunder to be got. At length the Albanians agreed to abandon the fortress on the 22d of January, taking with them a thousand piastres each, and a third of their equipments. They were two hundred in number, and were immediately conducted to the shore, where vessels were in waiting to convey them to Albania. The instant they saw the boats coming to shore to take them, they threw themselves into the water to get to them, for fear of being massacred. A son of Colocotroni embarked, with a good many Greeks, to accompany them. On the way young Colocotroni heard that Ali Pacha had been betrayed by the Albanians, and that consequently all the hopes the Greeks had fixed on him were destroyed. Without the slightest attention therefore to the promises made to these unfortunate men, he landed them all at the nearest shore, and had them all massacred.

A WATERING PLACE.

How unspeakably convenient a place is Cheltenham! What surprising advantages does it not combine? Your poor medical protégés imagine, that the benefit of the spot consists entirely in its water; as well might they suppose that the goodness of punch consisted exclusively in the same material. As if water could effect those wonderful changes in the moral state of society, that take place in Cheltenham. Impossible, even if it were used in ablutions and purifications! What a cleansing antiseptic it must be, that untaints the known seducer, and renders him fit company for incorrupted females ! What a powerful abstergent, that whitewashes the blackleg, and gains him admittance into genteel society! What a wholesome beverage, by which drunkenness is diluted to a milksop offence, scandal neutralized, feeble reputations braced, matches cemented, and marriages dissolved! Yet all these, and many more moral or immoral effects, are attributed to that solid and material substance_Spa-water. Only consult Doctor Madefax, the celebrated physician: not only will he recommend Cheltenham for every disorder in the catalogue of bodily infirmities, be it gout, bile, stone, gravel, rheumatism, influenza, cholera morbus, paralysis, or hypochondriasm; but he will likewise unfalteringly pronounce Cheltenham waters to be a grand panacea for evil habits, vices of disposition, defects of temperament, or deformities of person. Having, like the keeper of a sponging-house, taken your body into custody as long as you could afford his fees, or until he began to despair of your continuing any longer ill or hippish for his profit, he either consigns you by habeas corpus to the verger of the churchyard, or draws out your mittimus, directed to a brother of the faculty at Cheltenham, long. 1o, lat. 51', where the venue of your offence is laid. This last presiding magistrate sentences you in barbarous jargon to water-diet and the tread-mill. You drink two glasses of Cheltenham-water, or water and glauber salts, and pace up and down for a quarter of an hour; you then return to the well for another glass, then you walk, probably your are obliged to run, and so alternate between nastics and gymnastics, till you are sufficiently aquefied to present a goblet to your mistress, and encourage her to exert her fortitude and agility under the same discipline. How delightful it is to see afflicted lovers drinking these draughts in one another's presence! What a strong love potion it must be, that is productive of such corresponding emotions ! What a powerful Lethean dose, to obliterate all puny notions of delicacy and mere sensual purity! I have seen love-sick damsels and their water-proof admirers, sipping out of the same tumbler at the Middleton pumproom, and sorrowfully smiling at each other, in spite of fate and physic, while opposite to them stood two apparently envenomened foes, each armed with a full goblet, which they alternately lifted in bitter scorn and defiance to their lips, scowling and gnashing their teeth at one another like mad dogs, each of them labouring under confirmed hydrophobia, notwithstanding their resolute efforts to outvie one another in the drenching process; at length, in spite of all, they would be obliged to scour off, and make room for an obsequious young parson, or veteran alderman, who had brought themselves to quaff this jet d'eau of the sulphureous Styx with affected satisfaction; the one through habitual complaisance, the other as a corrective for yesterday's crudities. Alas! that No. 5 should prove so deleterious to the religious obsequiousness of this fashionable devotee! Away he flies like a misanthrope from the world and society, to which he seemed so much attached. Is he gone to meditate in the closet some discourse essential to the edification of his hearers ? Ah! no; we fear very much that he and the dyspeptic alderman have jostled each other in the same obscure path of life, forgetting all the human charities and decencies in their desire to take precedence of one another. Such is Cheltenham, such are the neutral effects it produces on politeness and decorum.

But to return to Dr. Madefax and his consulters. Amanda Longforson married, at an early age, the rich old nabob Dryasdust. It was the deep solicitude of this worthy couple, that his plum should not fall into the mouth of collateral heirs; but all the probabilities were in favour of such an event. Six years of marriage had not gratified the fond hopes of the expecting pair. At length Dr. Madefax was consulted upon the delicate point at issue, and being pushed to a ne plus, recommended Cheltenham waters as likely to produce the desired effect. I cannot gratify the curiosity of similarly circumstanced ladies by the particulars of this case, but I can state, from my own observation, the happy results of the Doctor's prognostication. Poor Mr. Dryasdust was wheeled to and from the pump-room, followed by his loving spouse in a most conjugal state, leaning upon the arm of Captain Fairway, perfectly satisfied with the sagacity which recommended such a latitude to her.

A widow lady, whom the world had unkindly censured, and who had been thrown into a state of nervous fever by the impertinent strictures of busy-bodies, thought fit to consult Dr. Madefax upon her weakness. His reply deserves to be quoted at full length, more especially as some ill-natured persons have accused him of joking upon so serious an occasion. “Madam,” said he, “ if there is any virtue at all in the Cheltenham water, I recommend you to drink largely, as no one can want it more ;”—the obvious meaning of which is a panegyric upon the virtues of Cheltenham.

An old lady who had much injured her constitution by whist and late hours, applied to Dr. Madefax for advice how to manage, so as not to be obliged to relinquish her favourite amusement. The Doctor sent her to Cheltenham, assuring her that she might safely play at shorts and shillings all day long, while she continued to drink the waters, as she would find plenty of partners in that amusement. Indeed I frequently saw her playing at shorts, when I laid down my shilling at the tap, where various mixtures of saline, sulphureous, and chalybeate, are drawn from the fountain at that price.

But to come to the cases of male patients. Mr. Cannibal had all his life been a gourmand of a particular class, not such as are called bon vivans, from their having a difficult palate, but of that hog species who are called in plain English gluttons ; city-feasts had given him a habit of stowing in turbot and turtle, in the same manner as wool-sacks were stowed in his loft, with no other consideration than that of packing them closely together, that no space which he rented might be left unoccupied. By means of such attentive commercial spirit, his storage required to be enlarged yearly; he had to extend both his side-walls and his gable-end ; a new façade had constantly to be erected to his warehouse, till, from an ellipse, it became a crescent, then a rotunda, and finally a very unarchitectural parabolic curve; so that he was quite an annoyance to his neighbours by taking up so much of the street, and preventing a free circulation during the hot weather. He had not a single tuck or wrinkle left in his whole corporation, when Mr. Abernethy's work on dietetics fell into his hands, and he began to suspect he was laying in rather an unprofitable stock, and that all the power of internal steam and machinery of his stomach would never be able to manufacture such a quantity of raw material, consequently that he must break, or shut up shop for some time at least. This was a doleful catastrophe to contemplate, but his utmost perplexity was to learn how to get vent for his commodities, or rid himself of his stores. As to the uppermost wares, the only ones accessible to the new patent stomach-crane, they formed such an insignificant portion of the mass, that it was next to doing nothing to remove them, and the lower ones were so wedged down by the superincumbent layers, that there was no possibility of getting at them ; besides, Dr. Madefax gave it as his opinion, that if the contents were too suddenly removed, the building would collapse, and present the sad spectacle of an Aldermanic paunch in ruins. Recourse was at length had to that law of physics—that two bodies cannot occupy the same space at the same time, and it was thence inferred, that if Cheltenham water were poured in in sufficient quantity, it would equally distend the abdominal concern, and exclude any corruptible substance from the space it occupied during its continuance therein. I do not presume to question the application of this Newtonian rule. Certainly, during a month's observance of the process of liquefaction, through which Mr. Cannibal perseveringly went, drenching himself with salines in the morning, and gorging himself with horse-beef and goat-venison in the evening, his rotundity was not sensibly impaired by this alternate use of liquid and solid distentives.

The case of Mr. Cormorant was precisely opposite to this. He belonged to the wolf species of gourmands, who eat ravenously without ever incurring the danger of plethora; who grow leaner and leaner the more they consume. It was by way of slaking the solid and concrete strata of his peritoneum, that Dr. Madefax ordered him to rinse and scour himself with Cheltenham water, as sportsmen scour

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