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him of my poverty, and the illness of Oc- / wise informed me, with evident sorrow, tavia; he was not devoid of feeling ; be in that the price of bread had again risen. stantly replied to my letter. He had just, Alas! alas! that a creature, formed to dazhe said, been foolish enough to exhaust his zle all eyes and win all hearts, sing scienpurse in the purchase of a lottery.ticket; tific canzonets, and discuss poetry and phihe inclosed me the ticket, which I might losophy, should be reduced to the doleful nedispose of for a sum equal to about half|cessity of knowing or caring that the quar. the amount owing to me, and the remain- tern loaf costs a halfpenny more one week der he promised speedily to remit to me. than another! After our sorry repast, I preThe moment I became the possessor of pared to take a walk. I had just got ready this lottery-ticket, the thought struck me the draft of a will for a client who resided in that perhaps a rich mine of gold lay within Spring Gardens, and I was to attend, by apit. I could not persuade myself to dispose pointment, to submit it to his inspection. of it, nor did I mention its existence to Oc- In my way I passed down Cornhill; a crowd tavia: I was fearful that her cool and was collected at Bish's door. 'News has steady judgment would disapprove of my just come from Guildhall,' exclaimed one conduct in relinquishing my bird in the of them to a friend who had not been able hand' for the two who were not even in to get near the window, that the thirty the bush,' but only fluttering in the regions thousand has been drawn—the number is of imagination: the lottery was to begin twelve hundred! I pressed forward with drawing in a week; my suspense could so much energy, that every one instincnot endure long. I locked the ticket safe. tively gave way to me; it was indeed so; ly in my secretaire, and the number was the figures were written in a gigantic band, securely impressed upon my memory: we and displayed in the window; the ink was had no scientific Polish Majors at that time, not yet dry; I was the enviable possessor to give us an artificial memory for getting of thirty thousand pounds!". up puzzling combinations of figures; but “And did your hour of happiness then the combination in question was not at all begin ?" puzzling, the number was twelve hundred : "Not immediately; eminent dramatists and I repeated it over and over to myself, have declared, that when the theatre rang as if it were some cabalistic incantation with plaudits at their genius, their sensawhich was to conduct me to ease and af- tions were those rather of nerveousness fluence. A week passed; it was the first and faintness than of triumph and exday of the lottery-drawing, and it was a ultation; and one of them defined his feelparticularly untoward day at home, 'every ing as that of 'coming near enough to thing went wrong. I dare say all family Fame to clutch it!' Now I suddenly men will enter into the meaning of that came near enough to Fortune to clutch phrase! My poor Octavia was more than her, and at first I seemed to droop and usually feeble, languid, and hectic; and tremble at the close approximation. I immediately after breakfast our maid of all did not, as you may suppose it likely I work, (for in those days we did not employ should do, call a coach, drive home, and the refined term of general servant,') gave communicate my success to my wife and warning, allured by the better wages and family ; I felt dizzy with excess of joy. I more abundantly supplied table proffered could not for the world have shared it at to her by a thriving tradesman's wise in the that moment with any one; I knew that neighborhood. Now, Dorothy was not the ticket was in perfect safety, and I rewithout faults, but we had reason to think solved to delay my return till my spirits that those faults were fewer than generally were calmed down to a tolerable degree of fall to the share of over-tasked under-paid sobriety. I disengaged myself from the maids of all-work; besides, she bad lived crowd, made no sign to indicate that I with us five years; we knew her faults and was the happy owner of the paraded thirty recommendations, and lacked courage to thousand, and I bent my steps to my oriinvestigate those of a stranger. The two ginal destination, Spring Gardens, walking elder children were also in a singularly ir- lightly and gaily through places which every ritable state of temper on that unfortunate day people would call Cheapside, St. Paul's morning, and the baby, who usually slept Church.yard, and Ludgate Hill, but which all day, and cried all night, seemed re. to me appeared to be select portions of the solved to depart from its usual routine, and most delightful districts of fairy-land. How to cry through all the twenty-four hours. can I describe to you the ecstatic thoughts The refractory maid of all-work sent us up in which I revelled, the dazzling visions I a peculiarly ill-cooked dinner; and my poor conjured up, the phantoms of future bliss

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which hovered round me? My beloved charity. “This is well,' I thought ; 'it is


Octavia was to enjoy an exquisite marine fit that when I receive such unexpected
villa at Hastings till her health was restor- bounties myself, I should think of the need
ed, and afterwards a tasteful boudoir, a new of others: I will become a life-subscriber,
grand pianoforte, a set of pearls from Ham. not only to this charity, but to many
let's, (then the fashionable jeweller,) and others; nor will I permit public liberality
a beautiful little phaeton, drawn by two to supersede private benevolence ; my ear
cream-colored ponies. I was immediately shall be open to the complaints of honest
to procure au efficient nursery-staff, and poverty, and my hand ready to relieve
eventually, my daughters were to be edu- them.' My client was too much occupied
cated by an all-accomplished governess, with the study of his will to perceive any
and my son to be sent for tuition to a clerical thing unusual in my manner; he returned
friend, who took a limited number of pupils the draft to me, begged that it might be
on terms of unlimited expense: my dinners formally executed, and I took my depart-
were to make Dr. Kitchener jealous; my ure. My thoughts in returning were just
library was to be filled by the best authors, the same as they had been in going, and
and my cellars stocked with the best literally dwelt upon
wines; my house was to be at the west
end of the town, and I was to have a sweet

• Gold, gold, nothing but gold.'
little cottage at Richmond.”
“And did

you think you could do all that These golden reveries, however, were not with thirty thousand pounds, sir ?". so low and sordid in my case as in that of

· Yes, indeed I did, my dear madam, and many persons, because I may safely say much more also. I had never had any but that I valued the goods of wealth for others a very small income to manage, and hav. more than for myself, and my satisfaction ing discovered that even that poor pittance developed itself in feelings of unutterable could procure for myself and family the kindliness and complacency towards the

meat, clothes, and fire,' which Pope de- whole of the human race.
clares to be all that riches can give to us, “A brother lawyer passed me in his neat
I naturally enough fell into the error of chariot-I no longer looked on him with
concluding that incalculable and intermin- envy. * Poor fellow !' I thought, he is
able enjoyments and luxuries were to be obliged to work hard for his comforts; I
procured by a handsome fortune. I reach- shall immediately relinquish my profession,
ed Spring Gardens in this delightful state I will recommend him to two or three of
of mind and spirits, feeling that my happi- my best clients.' I greeted several com-
ness was glowing in my cheeks, and laugh- mon acquaintances with the most earnest
ing out at my eyes; and the very footman warmth, inquiring after the health of their
who opened my client's door looked at me wives and children as if my existence de-
with astonishment, as if he had seen some pended upon a favorable reply. I could
strange transformation in me. And had I not have been more universally cordial had
not undergone a transformation? I was no I intended standing for the county! A
longer the spirit-broken, pressed down, stripling met me whom I had deservedly
poor man; the wand of Harlequin, that sent to Coventry for his extreme imperti-
converts á hut into a palace, had never nence to me; he seemed undecided whether
wrought a more wonderful metamorphosis to bow or not; I settled his scruples by a
than had taken place in my situation; past friendly recognition, and a warm shake of
drudgery, future misgivings, were no longer the hand; he seemed gratified, and no
in existence; a brilliant perspective of hap- doubt eulogized my forgiving temper-
piness for me and mine stretched itself be- alas ! if my ticket had not been dra
fore me in clear and shining radiance. My prize, I should have encountered him with
client entered, and looked over the draft a bent brow, and a scornful curve of the
of the will; he suggested a few alterations; lip! All whom I had previously disliked
he had seven thousand pounds to leave and disapproved had a share in my kindly
to his wife and family. I inwardly pitied feelings. My wife's sisters had repeatedly
him for having so small a sum for their wounded and displeased me, but I now re-
provision ; how short a time ago should solved to give them turquoise necklaces,

;
I have thought it a large one! A book, and invite them to carpet-dances; even
having the appearance of a pamphlet, lay Dorothy became an innoxious maid of all-
on the table before me; I mechanically work to me-she bad been quite right in
opened it, and found that it contained the wishing to remove herself—she would not
list of subscribers to a celebrated public have been a fitting member of our new es-

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tablishment. I next met an old gentleman, “And then you disclosed all that had a distant relation.

passed to your wife, I suppose ?" "• How happy you seem,' he said. “By no means; I resolved not to dis.

" • How happy I am,' I replied. 'I may close it to a creature. Octavia, I felt, say with Hamlet, Seem! I know not would sympathize with me too much, and

* seems!''

the rest of the world too little. I could "Well, this is as it should be,' replied not brook the idea that my fleeting dream the old gentleman, gazing on me with ad- of happiness should be related by some miration. • Your spirits are not hurt by a officious quizzer to a laughing circle, preslender income, nay, I dare say you are far faced with the observation, Have you happier than if you had a large one-rich- heard of the terrible blunder our poor es, as the poet says, are

friend fell into the other day ?' I entered “But I was in no mood to listen to what the house calm and dejected, and found all any poet said in depreciation of riches, and, its inhabitants much as I had left them, expleading haste, I passed rapidly on, enjoy. cept that Dorothy's brow was a shade more ing the thick-coming tide of pleasant fan. sulky, the voices of the children were cies, which as yet I felt disinclined to share pitched in a somewhat higher key, and poor with mortal being. Again I reached Corn- Octavia was mending for me an already hill. I looked at my watch ; exactly an thrice.mended pair of gloves. O! how like hour had elapsed since I was last there; a Abou Hassan I felt, when he awakened in crowd was still around the windows of his own home after his short experience of Bish, and again I pressed through it, wish the grandeur and magnificence of regal ing to feast my eyes a second time on the power !” announcement of my triumph, just as the "How sad! how mortifying! How very miser gazes, again and again, on the bank much I pity you !" note with whose value he is already thor- “Do not waste your pity upon me, fair oughly acquainted. Amazement! horror! lady; I believe you would have had much Was I under the influence of witchcraft more reason to pity me, had I really benow, or had I been the sport of its spell an come the possessor of these thirty thousand hour ago ? The number of the fortunate pounds. In my hour of happiness, I only ticket was clearly 1210! I rushed into the thought of the enjoyments of riches; I shop, and in hoarse tremulous accents in- should soon have been made to fee lits trou. quired into the meaning of the change. bles, anxieties and responsibilities. I then

“It was quite a mistake, sir,' replied knew nothing of the management of money; the man behind the counter, in provoking. I should bave attempted to make my thirty Jy cool and courteous accents; 'it was thousand pounds do the work of a sum of sent off to us from Guildhall in a great four times its magnitude, and should probahurry, and the person who wrote it down bly, in a small way, have run the career of made it 1200, instead of 1210; but we rec- Mr. Burton Danvers, the bero of your favor. tified the mistake the moment we received ite story in 'Sayings and Doings.' To the proper information.'

return, however, to my narrative—My ere“i Is number 1200 drawn ?' I gaspingly ning at home was not so melancholy as ejaculated.

you may surmise: about ten o'clock, a "Yes, sir, and it is a blank.'

sharp ring was heard at the door; for a ended my hour of happi- moment I was wild enough to imagine that

my number, after all, had proved to be the “And what did you do ?-drop down in right one, and that the lottery office had a swoon?

sent a special messenger to inform me “No; I certainly dropped down from of it. But I quickly reflected that they the regions of imagination on the rough could have no clew to my name and resi. shingles of reality, and might have said dence, as the ticket had been purchased by with Apollo in Kane O'Hara's Midas, 'A another person. The messenger, however, pretty dacent tumble !' but I considered was a welcome one. The young man who that we cannot be said to lose what we had sent me the lottery ticket in part of have never had, and, above all, that no in- his account, was not yet so hardened in vectives or repinings could restore to me the ways of the world as to feel quite easy the beautiful phantasmagoria which had in squandering in revelry and luxury the vanished from my mind's eye. I walked money which was really and painfully home, my glances bestowed on the ground, wanted by those to whom he lawfully owed

* sweet fancies' replaced by bitter it. He had been touched by my represenones.”

tation of my wife's illness, had raised the

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remaining twenty pounds due to me, and | RANDOM REMINISCENCES OF SIR WALTER now forwarded it to my house. 0! with SCOTT, OF THE ETTRICK SHEPHERD, SIR what playful contempt should I have beheld HENRY RAEBURN, &c. &c. it, had I regarded it in the light of a drop

From Tait's Magazine, of water coming to mix with the boundless ocean of thirty thousand pounds! Perhaps The value of reminiscences of eminent I should even have tossed it, as a valedictory men must be in proportion to the opinion gift, to speed the parting' Dorothy ; but entertained of the writer's powers and opnow it was received with real rapture and portunities of observation, and of his good gratitude. The next day I took Octavia faith as an accurate reporter and chronicler. and our children to Hastings—not to an The reminiscences we have to present to

exquisite marine villa,' but to an obscure our readers, connected with Scott and lodging, from which the sea was distinctly" The Sheperd,” bear intrinsic evidence of visible to an extremely clear-sighted per- their genuineness in every sentence. Yet son, who did not mind running a little risk we deem it the most satisfactory, and also of falling out of an upper window in the at the most simple and direct mode of pro. tempt to feast their eyes upon it; but, cedure, to permit Sir Walter Scott himself thanks to Providence, Octavia returned to introduce the individual who here recalls home in two months, restored to health, his sayings and doings; and who, without and I was enabled to give my undivided being blind to his weaknesses, appears to thoughts and time to the duties of my pro cherish his memory with the most devoted fession. A difficult cause was to be tried and grateful respect. To few individuals respecting the rightful heirship to an es- could Sir Walter Scott have appeared untate—the person

who claimed it was der an aspect more uniformly kind and bethought to do so on inadequate grounds. nignant than he must have done to Mr. He put his cause into my hands, he re. Morrison. Their acquaintance commenced quested me to examine and compare sun. in 1803—an early period of Scott's brilliant áry papers and documents; it was evident career; and eighteen years afterwards, we to me, after perusing them, that others of find bim thus cautiously and characteristicmore importance were in existence. I ally describing the author of the subjoined urged him to a diligent search; it was at. Reminiscences, in whose prosperity he at tended with success, and the cause was all times took no ordinary interest. Mr. gained. His gratitude was unbounded, and Morrison's name does not, we believe, once he forced upon me a remuneration for my occur in Mr. Lockhart's Memoirs of Scott; assistance, far beyond my expectations ; but this is an oblivion which he shares with but I drew a more solid advantage from the many other of Sir Walter's early friends; trial; my name became known; I was and it is one of small consequence, save sought out by new clients; business poured that it renders this explanation necessary:in upon me, and profit also, in due proportion. I bave been a prosperous man, and MR. WALTER SCOTT TO MR. ROSCOE OF LIVERPOOL. my private property now amounts to a Dear Sir, I should not have presumed to larger sum than my supposititious lottery give the bearer an introduction to you on my prize, while I have a lucrative profession own sole authority; but as he carries a letter which occupies my time satisfactorily, and from General Diroin of Mount Annan, and as I

sincerely interest myself in his fortunes, I take I hope usefully, and adds to my power of the liberty of strengthening (if I may use the relieving the necessities of others, as well phrase) ihe General's recommendation, and, at as of bestowing the goods of education and the same time, of explaining a circumstance or fortune on my family. All is for the best. two which may have some influence on Mr. I have enjoyed but once an hour of over

Morrison's destiny. whelming happiness, but I have enjoyed

He is a very worthy, as well as a very clever many years of true and calm content. I man; and was much distinguished in his profes

sion as a civil engineer, surveyor, &c., until he have won my way to fortune step by step, was unlucky enough to lay it aside for the purand truly grateful do I feel that I have won pose of taking a farm. I should add that this was it by the assistance of Coke and Black done with the highly laudable purpose of keepstone, rather than by that of Bish and Can. ing a roof over his father's head, and maintainter, even although to their unconscious ing the old man in his paternal farm. At the agency I owe the delightful delusion of expiry of the lease, however, Mr. Morrison found

himself a loser to such an amount that he did The Happiest Hour of my Life !'”

not think it prudent to renew the bargain, and attempted to enter upon his former profession. But being, I think, rather impatient on finding that employment did not occur quite so readily

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as formerly, he gave way to a natural turn for Or watching in rapture, unbounded and high, painting, and it is as an artist that he visits Liv- The bright maiden-glance of a sweet rolling eye? erpool. I own, though no judge of the art, 1 --Or say, has his deep hyperbolical smile, think he has mistaken his talents; for, though With a flow of fine words, and deep phrases the he sketches remarkably well in ouiline, especial. The gentry of Wales to astonishment driven,

while, ly our mountain scenery, and although he was At a mind so unbounded by Earth or by Heaven? bred to the art, yet so long an interval has pass –Whate'er he is doing, where'er be may roam, ed, that I should doubt his ever acquiring a fa-o bear him good news from his sweet native home; cility in coloring

And tell him his friends in Edina that stay However, he is to try his chance. But he Are sadly distressed at his biding away; would fain hope something would occur in a city That a passionate — and pennyless Bard, where science is so much in request, to engage Would, with much satisfaction, his presence rehim more profitably to himself, and more useful

gard ; ly to others, in the way of his orignial profes- That the one still is basking in Fortune's bright sion as an engineer, in which he is really excel

smile, lent. I should be sincerely glad, however, that The other 's despised, though admired all the he throve in some way or other, as he is a most

while; excellent person in disposition and private con. And from listless inaction, if nothing can save, duct, an enthusiast in literature, and a shrewd He may sink, without fail, in despair to the grave; entertaining companion in society.

“Like the bubble on the fountain, like the foam os I could not think of his carrying a letter to you The Bard of the Mountain is gone and for ever."

the river, without your being fully acquainted of the merits

O tell me, dear Morrison, fairly and free, he possesses besides the painting, of which I do Say what must I do to be gifted like thee ! not think well at present; though, perhaps, he is genius with poverty ever combined may improve.—I am, Sir, with very great re- Without perseverance or firmness of mind? spect, your most obedient servant.

Or would affluence load her bold pinion of fire,

WALTER Scott. And crush her in* _ of sense to expire ? EDINBURGH, 1st June, 1821.

If so, let me suffer and wrestle my way;

But give me my friend and my song while I stay: In Liverpool, Mr. Morrison, as will after. With a heart unaffectedly kind and sincere, wards be seen, met with the kindest recep. To the lass that I love, and the friend I revere ; tion from Mr. Roscoe; who returned him Though thou, as that friend, hast been rather unSir Walter Scott's introductory letter, as a

seemly,

A SHEPHERD, dear Jock, will for ever esteem document of more value to himself than to

thee. any one else. Before coming to the Re.

James Horg. miniscences, and in order to ihrow a little more light upon the character of their wri. In the above epistle the following epi. ter, and his connexion with the distinguish-taph was enclosed : ed individuals from whom they derive their

EPITAPH ON MR. JOHN MORRISON, LAND-SURVEYOR. interest, we copy from the original MS. of the Ettrick Shepherd, the following rhymed epistle and epitaph, addressed to Mr. Mor. Here lies, in the hope of a blest resurrection,

What once was a whim in the utmost perfection; rison while he was engaged on some piece You have heard of Jock Morrison, reader. O hold! of professional business with Mr. Telford Tread lightly the turf on his bosom so cold; in North Wales.

For a generouser heart, or a noddle more clear,

Never mouldered in dust than lies mouldering here. EDINBURGH, July 18, 1810. His follies, believe me—and he had a partThou breeze of the south, so delightful and mild,

Sprang always spontaneous, but not from his heart:

Then let them die with him ; for where will you Enriched with the balms of the valley and wild, With pleasure I list to thy far-swelling sigh, And watch the soft shades of thy vapors on high.

A man from dishonor or envy so free?

For a trustier friend, or a lover more kind, -0! say, in thy wanderings afar hast thou seen, Mong Cambria's lone valleys and mountains of

Or a better companion, is not left behind.

0! had I headstone as high as a steeple, green,

I would tell what he was, and astonish the people, A wanderer from Scotia, unstable and gay,

How solid as gold, and how light as a feather, The friend of my heart, but the friend of a day?

What sense, and what nonsense, were jumbled toWho left us without telling wherefore or why,

gether. Unless by the murmurs uncertain and shy; And pleased a new scene and new manners to see, Whatever was noble or foolish in man.

In short, from my text it may fairly be drawn, He breathes not a sigh for old Scotia and me!

Then, read it with reverence, with tears and with Then say, gentle breeze, ere for ever you fly To mountains and moors where thy murmurs shall Tis short but impressive, —HERE MORRISON LIES.

sighs, die, Say where my few lines or inquiries shall find This bird of the ocean, this son of the wind !

This much premised, we may now, with Is he dancing with Cambrian maids on the green? propriety, allow Mr. Morrison to speak for Or making a plain where a mountain has been?

himself. Or diving the deep, the foundation to see Of a bridge to astonish and rainbow the sea ?

A word obliterated.

BY JAMES HOGG.

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