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it was champaign. There were shouts, and broken any one insulted you, Thibaut ?” he went on, stooping glasses, toasts, glees, and chorusses--plenty of those popu- his head, and folding the boy in his left arm. I know lar songs which are the psalms of honest men who do not what presentiment crossed him. “ Yes,” stammered not understand Latin. Norbert was a maker of extem Thibaut, “ the Parisian Norbert turned pale as pore songs—less rich in rhymes, it must be awned, than death. The sight of this man had been enough to make in rustic humour. Every sally of his muse called forth him hate him ;, the sound of his name full-throated laughter. t. Norbert was not one of those “He has struck you? Thousand have you struck who watch jealously, the teffect l produced by this good the hound dead? It is my fault,” he continued, stampthings, but with the tail of his eye he-saw-Thibault was ing it is my fault. wil pramised to meet you therelaughing, and he felt happy.nrth of the 1911 and I broke my appointinent; but do not be angry with me,

The two young' Nornans bad been dirafted into a regin. Thibaut." He pressed his friend's hands ; tears started ment of dragoons stationed in Alsatia- Norbert was just into his eyes, 49, I will avenge you.--Come.”—“ I must the man for this servioe, which is a medium betweon the fight him, Norbert ; you must be my second, and I will cuirassiers and the light cavalny s People once (spoke do my best."-"You fight him!” cried Norbert, shrugslightingly of the dragoons, but they made themselves ging his shoulders ;,Mf you have not strength. I know if talked of in 1814. dior is it yeti forgotten how these old you saw me in, a scrapery but to-day it is my turn. troops, hardened in the Spanish campaigns, flew to des When we were chillcen, Thibaut, I was your champion. fend their country, and made the northern hordes leave I am so still, and I, bave a sword by my side now. You

and dogs. would not give me pain? -- Come.". Norbert petitioned earnestly not to


Thibaut, followed him in a state of mind which canThibaut. If you do not allow.4s to remain

together," not be described. Norbert bad always a great ascendency said he to his recruiting officer, “I beg your pardon, my over, him. The young girl followed them with her captain, but I give you my word of honour, that I will eyes, no longer recognising in Norbert's altered mien her desert.” The officer was young, he understood bis man, gay and gallant cavalier. He pushed swiftly on ; his and Thibaut became a dragons of a !! 1883" air was, that of a young soldier ; not a trace of the regi

One Sunday evenjog, about two months after he had mental bravo was there. His, blue eyes darkened ; his joined the regiment, he was seated besidera table in a voice sounded, harshly, through his grinding teeth; his public garden, a common resort of the soldiers. His band played with the hilt of bis sword; the blade ratbelmet was placed on the table ! besido a pot of beer and tled in the sheath. ** oppty ons two enormous glasses.p. He waited impaticntly for Nor of Ile entered the garden. The Parisian sat with his bert. A dragboń, known by the soubriquet of the Parim back to him, but he recognised him at once. sian, entered the garden dangerous man, tierce, of before him, and, overtyrning the table with every thing unquestionable courage, and famous for some tiventy on it, struck the soldier, three heavy blows on the face. duels, all fatal to his antagonists. The Parisian marehed The hand of the Parisian flew mechanically to his sword, forward, followed by two soldiers and a girl.si: All the but an iron grasp was fixed upon both bis arms. “Listen!" tables were occupied. He indvanced towards that at said. Norbert. ," I am come to kill you. Make no which Thibaut was placed, and i sweeping it with bis noise, rascal. I am a soldier of yesterday, and know sheathed sabre, dashing beer, glasses, and helmet te the nothing, of your guards, and passes., But I fear you not, ground, cried, Muke room for older soldiers, coni fencing master. Nor you either," he continued, fixing script! Do you understand me?!!. Thibaut, astonished his eye upon those who had bçen attracted to the spot by at this unexpected assault, looked at him in silenccu's tbe, tumult. ,'. The Parisian is a coward; he has in

“ Begone!said the Parisian, giving him a rude push. sulted a child without cause ;, and you are cowards, who Thibaut hesitated, and the word "brutal”. But the allowed him to do, ita... Back, poltroons !” and with his other had drunk to excess; the blood vushed to his brow; left hand he fung away, his scabbard. and two blows resoundud on the face of the young soldier'. “ Come, stripling," said the Parisian, choking with All the company turned to look at the affray. Thibaut rage, your mustache shall not grow much longer. was no coward, but his inexperience, his want of strength, Follow me, "-", I go foremost,” said Norbert, pushing the terrible reputation of the Parisian, and the looks of him back; "4. you follow, whither, I choose to lead. mockery which surrounded him on all sides, fairly over Choose a second one only. I wish to kill you tête-à-tête, whelmed him. The girl had thrown herself between old rascal... My secoud is Thibaut., His arm is not so him and his adversary. He snatched up his keltnets and stout as his heart; but he is dear to me, and shall be rushed from the garden, but not without casting an angry treated with respect.",". Tamer, spirits than the Pariglance at the Parisiani, pot without a thought of vena sian might have been stirred up by such taunts,” said a geance, although shame and chagrin were uppermost in dragoon to his neighbour. "That conscript is a bird of bis mind.

his own feather." His first thought was of Norbertig che sought him on “ Be quiet, Thibaut, be quiet,” reiterated Norbert, as chance, and as by instinct. : At last he found him walk- they went along. “You are a child ; it is my business. ing quietly on the ramparty svith bis arm round the waist Perhaps I ought to have chosen an older second, but it of a strappingi handsome peasant, who laughed in chorus will flesh you. Never fear ;, I will do for him. Only with him, and, bending towards the handsome soldier, look, bow I shall tickle, him. . Holy Virgin ! should he pressed her lips to his epaulet. I leaven knows how kill me, do not send word, home immediately. And if they could make themselves mutually intelligible with you meet the girl again--console her as you best may. their Alsatian and Norman ijargons. Two months of We

e are brothers, you know-our money is in my portservice had made in accomplished cavalier of Norberts manteau. Get your discharge, if you can, and return to and when the cheek-pieces of the helmet enclosed his Normandy. It is a good country,” he added, with a animated countenance, the brass visor reflected the glance tremulous voice, and stopped. I give you all that I of his bold eye, and his smile parted his young mustache, have left there.” it is no wonder that he pleased the eye of a fair Alsa 54 64 80! It is here that you wish me to let you blood," tian.

said the Parisian, as he overtook them. Norbert anThey were laughing; and but for an occasional kiss, swered with a gesture expressive of contempt. The daytheir laughter was unintermitting. As Thibaut approach- light was about to disappear, and its last ray gleamed ed, Norbert looked up. “What is the matter ?” he cried, upon the helmet of the young dragoon as he raised it quitting the young peasant abruptly. Thibaut, weeping, from his head. The evening gale bore its black crest threw himself into his arms; and this embrace moved against his cheek ; but even this did not show any paleNorbert more than all the caresses of his mistress. Has ness. After he had stripped to the waist, even the cold


searching glance of his adversary could not detect the who was known to Thibaut. “ It is Norbert; see how beating of his heart. His glance was more firm, more they have treated him."_“ And who has done this?” bright than ever. He was about to place himself on Thibaut dropped the body, and bounded away without guard, and was giving a preliminary flourish, when his answering. eye was arrested by the distracted air of his friend. He “ Who has done this ?” muttered Thibaut to himself, as paused; Thibaut threw himselt upon his neck. 6 Will he ran towards his quarter. “ It was I! it was the Pari. you soon have done mouthing each other ?” cried the sian! it was I! it was the Parisian!” These words Parisian.' “ On guard ! coward !"

floated confusedly through his mind. Norbert drew the buckle of his waistband more tight, He entered the sleeping apartinent. His comrades felt the point of his sabre, removed with his foot some were in bed. The Parisian had not returned. Thibaut pebbles which lay scattered about the ground he had plunged into the bed which he and Norbert had occupied. taken. All this he did with the utmost self-possession, He heard the dragoons speak of the duel. He heard the within two paces of the Phrisian ; then suddenly spring- Parisian enter, joking with his companion ; he heard him ing backwards, he fell into his position, looking steadily lie down, and in a short time breathe deeply as if asleep. at his antagonist. A tremendous oath, and a sabre blow, Thibaut drew himself into a ball, at the head of his bed, parted at the same moment from the mouth and hand of like a panther about to spring upon its prey. The night the duellist. He was disappointed. Men of trae courage seemed endless. He wept, sobbed, and writhed about the have not unfrequently a cool self-possession and instinct, wide bed like a worm. that serve them instead of experience. Norbert knew In the morning the réveille was no sooner blown, than that he was lost, if he attempted to encounter his enemy Thibaut approached the Parisian with a smile that might according to the rules of art. Taking his sabre in both have appalled the boldest. “You killed my friend like a hands, he used it like a quarter-staff, a weapon he could brave man--that is nothing but you gave me a base and use right well. The circling tlashing of the blade, coward blow, and must make reparation."-" Ha, ha !" dazzled bis antagonist. It was as a wheel of fire between replied the dragoon, “these days are doomed to be fatal the combatants, each point of which was a guard for the to the Normans. But go thy ways, conscript; I am not Norman, and a blow to the Parisiana

in the humour just now.”-_-“ You will not fight with But the Parisian was an intrepid enemy, cool and vi- me?” said Thibaut, joyfully, and turned to seek his cargorous. He soon recovered himself, and found in the bine. “ If you insist upon it. Any thing to please you. treasures of his long experience resources against this new But take care. Remember the lad of yesterday.”—“ That mode of attack. Still the advantage was on the side of is the quarrel," cried Thibaut. “ The lad of yesterday. Norbert. The duellist foamed with rage; he looked pale, Let us begone !"_" Are you in such a hurry? Whias if his antagonist's sabre had already drunk all his blood. ther, younker ?”_" To the place of yesterday,” screamed Instead of the insulting language which used to herald Thibaut, in a voice that chilled the heart of the duellist. his attacks, nothing was heard but the grinding of his " That is a strange fancy,” said the latter, with a vain teeth. The clash of their blades fell as incessant on the attempt to force a smile, "and tby second ?"-" The lad ear as the gallop of a horse—and in the distance was of yesterday,” repeated Thibaut. “ Come, kill me too, heard the merry noise of a feast... to

or after to-day you will kill no one.”—“ Gently, gently, The combat had lasted for some minutes, growing in- it will not take long to bleed a white chicken like thee." stantly more dreadful, for the issue could not long be de- And in truth Thibaut was pale--but not with fear. layed. The minutes are long, when every second is noted This time the fight did not last long. “Your coinby the clash of a sabre blow, which may give a death- rade," said the duellist,“ did not understand how to mawound.

nage a blow at the head. See how I set about it. Guard As yet, no blood had been drawn bat from the Pari- your head !” It was of no avail. Thibaut only opposed sian. A large wound gaped on his left shoulder. “Enough, his left arm to the sabre, and while the keen blade bit enough !" cried his second. Thibaut was about to spring into the bone, he buried his sword twice in the belly of between the combatants, when he saw Norbert's sabre the Parisian. The sword remained in his body; he drew fall with force sufficient to cleave bis foe to the chin. The it out, and turned a glance of defiance upon his conqueror. blow was warded off, and next moment he saw his friend, A first murder is horrible, even to the most unfeeling, but pierced through the heart, fall to the ground a stiffened Thibaut thought of Norbert. He assisted in raising the corpse.

dying man, but it was only to have an opportunity of The duellist leaned his back to a tree, looking intently watching more narowly his last convulsive struggles. at his victim. Then suddenly recovering his sabre, The shock which Thibaut received from these events, which hung dangling, and dropping red blood upon the and the emotions which they excited, has completely ground, he addressed Thibaut with a ferocious look : changed his nature. He is bimself become a duellist, and “ Coward ! if you had acted like a man, I should only formidable, but only to bullies. He is the protector of have killed a dog like you." Thibaut heard him not the young and inexperienced. His aspect is pale and The second of the Parisian forced his principal from the troubled. On account of the blood he has shed ? Oh no; spot, saying, “ Come: all is over." Thibaut heard bim Norbert died in his defence, and he has no one to supply not. He stood motionless, with clasped hands, looking his place. intently at the spot where Norbert had stood when he first crossed swords with his enemy. He turned at last, and threw himself upon the corpse of his friend.


He turned the body, raised it from the ground, let it fall,

LANDSCAPES. dragged it along by the arms" Norbert! Norbert !” His KNOWLEDGE of colouring and grouping are the chief friend was dead, deaf, dumb, an object of terror to him. requisites in a landscape painter. Individual form goes for The young! the brave ! A dog might outrage him with nothing in a finished picture, however usefula severe attenimpunity,-a child snatch the sabre from his hand. tion to it in preliminary studies may be. All details ought

Despair has strange impulses. Thibaut snatched the to be indicated rather than expressed; but, at the same time, sabre from Norbert's hand, gathered hastily his helmet, all mistiness ought to be carefully avoided. Exact porcoat, stock-every thing. He then lifted the corpse upon traits of any scene in nature, however pleasing in a sketch, his other arm. One would have thought the strength rarely make a good picture. If they are ever to be toof his deceased friend had been added to his own. Thus lerated, it is when they are taken merely as the medium loaded, he ran towards the hospital, their two sheaths through which to express some transient effect of elerattling on the stones as he hurried along. It was dark. mentary commotion. The artist must ever keep in view “ Who goes there demanded a sentinela Norman that he works at a disadvantage, when he attempts to


vie with nature,—he addresses himself to the eye alone; piece. “ Craigmillar from the Dalkeith Road,” (48,) while she has access to the heart of man through the “ Appin a Dhu," (221,) “Doune Castle before a Thunderavenue of every sense. He must endeavour to compen- storm,” (287,) and “Tarbert, a Fishing Station,” (294,) sate his limited sphere by the exquisite perfection of his are all good pictures. There is considerable power in creations. The landscape-painter cannot address our the manner in which the swell has laid hold of the boat human sympathies but by associations--nevertheless, a in the painting last named. We beg leave to suggest to wide field is left open to him, over which he may breathe our friend the propriety of using cleaner colours. a soul of poetry. The effects of the storm-wind and the D. 0. Hill has disappointed us this year. There is thunder-cloud-the deep mystical tints of twilight the talent and feeling in most of his pictures—but he has recesses of forests, and of the eternal hills-ill these, in run quite wild with his forced and exaggerated effects of the hands of a man of genius, may be made to work with colour. If he will just take the trouble to compare his overwhelming power upon the soul.

little sketch of “ The Vale of the Garry,” (260,) with Landscape-painting is in its origin, and from the se- his large picture of the same scene, (280,) he must himcessity of its nature, an article of domestic luxury. Less self be sensible of the truth of this remark. He must fitted than representations of human form and action to take care--he is setting out in a false direction-an adorn public buildings, it is the best ornament of an error, the danger of which is increased in proportion to apartment. It reminds us, amid the din and smother of the talents of the artist. populous cities, of the freshness of nature. A good land Ewbank has some very pleasing landscapes done in a scape is as dear to us, as familiar a household thing, as a style peculiar to himself. He is apt, however, to repeat good book. But we must turn to our artists, after thus his good things. His “ Moor land Scene,” (30,) his delicately hinting to our readers the propriety of com " Muirland Scene,” (47,) and his “ Ben-Nevis,” (145,) pleting the furniture of their favourite apartment, be it are all in a great measure repetitions of the same idea. boudoir or study.

A piece of deep brown, and some water in the foreground, Thomson has only two pictures in this exhibition, but and bleached hills stretching away in the distance, are they are both, and especially. No. 147,-an upright com- what produce the effect in the whole three. They are, position of Inveresk Castle, -worthy of the artist. It is notwithstanding, clever pictures, particularly No. 47; deliciously cool and fresh; the water dances along, part and we merely mention this circumstance, in order to in light, part in the shadow of the overhanging trees show Mr Ewbank the danger he runs of becoming a a shadow like that in nature which not only rests upon mannerist. " The Mouth of the Frith of Forth” is exthe earth or the stream, but visibly inter penetrates the tremely happy. atmosphere.

The Nasmyth family may be dispatched in one brief William Simpson continues to advance. In all that paragraph, for they paint so much alike that the sentence regards the picturesque, his landscapes may now be con- passed upon one, applies to all. They are not unfresidered almost faultless. His “ Solway Moss” (167) is quently happy in their selection of subjects. In this a beautiful and daring picture. The deep-toned fore. matter they evince both feeling and judgment. But what ground, with the cows in all that enjoyment of repose, Sir Walter Scott said of the old gentleman's portrait of which these animals alone seem to enjoy in its full extent Burns, applies to the landscapes of the whole family--they -the water, reflecting a light which has deserted the solid look like nature seen through an inverted telescope. There ground—the undulating surface in the middle distance, is, moreover, no atmosphere in their world—no shadow reflecting each its peculiar effect of light and colour--the beneath their trees., distant hills, disappearing in brightness are so harmo We must make short work with the rest of our landniously and effectively arranged, as to leave nothing far- scape painters. Somerville has a beautiful landscape, (6,) ther to be wished. Only inferior to this work is the but we shall have an opportunity of discussing the merits same artist's “ Scene in Glen-Tilt,” (46.) We have sel- of this rapidly-rising artist in a subsequent number. dom felt more pleasure than in following with our eye Barker has a clever wood-scene, (328.) Shiels has two the undulating line by which we are led from the deep really good landscapes_" The Bleaching Green," (5,) forest shade, over the huge rock in the foreground, down and “ Fawside Moss,” (19.) The sky of the latter is upon the dazzling stream, or in allowing it to rest upon excellent. the elegant trees which hang their feathery branches over the water. The two small pictures, “ Morning," (182)

LITERARY AND SCIENTIFIC SOCIETIES OF and “ Salmon Fishers,” (302,) are also excellent. We have said that Simpson's pictures are faultless in all that

EDINBURGH. regards the picturesque. This restricted expression we

SOCIETY OF ANTIQUARIES. have used advisedly; for we find in them no traces of

Monday Evening, 28th Feb. 1831. that poetry which imbues every picture of Turner and

☆ Sir HENRÝ JARDINE in the Chair. Thomson. Mr Simpson's remaining pictures will come Present-Sir David Milne, Dr Carson, Messrs Skene, under our review in a subsequent notice,

Nairne, Gordon, Pitcairn, Maidment, G. Craig, Laing, We next turn our attention to Crawford, for he paints Macdonald, Repp, Gregory, Capt. J. E. Alexander, &c. so excessively like the artist we have just been discussing,

&c., with a number of visitors. that we have ere now " mixed their pictures” as Looney THERE were presented to the Society by the Barons MacTwolter did the billets-dour. We should like to of Exchequer, a number of Scottish and English coins, know which of these gentlemen imitates the other.“ A chiefly silver, in good preservation, and a very tine and rare View on the Esk,” by Crawford, (105,) is, although un- gold coin of Antoninus Pius ;-all found in this country equal, on the whole an excellent picture. There is in at the places mentioned in an accompanying letter from the

King's Remembrancer in Exchequer. one part of it a want of atmospheric effect, which makes

There were exhibited, by perinission of a Lady, who the trees upon the high bank look as near the spectator brought them from the Continent, five very fine Greek as the foreground. The distance and the sky are beau-coins of Sicily and Rhodes, two of them gold, and three tiful. The “ View near Moffat,” is a fine and spirited silver-all in the highest state of preservation ;-a number picture, executed in a style more the artist's own. of interesting Italian antiques from Rome and Naples, and

J. F. Williams is in great force this year. His “ View a very beautiful and undoubted specimen of the workmanof the Solway" (55) is a harmoniously' arranged picture, ship, in gold and enamel, of the celebrated BENVENUTO

CELLINI. with a fine aerial distance. “ The Bridge of Dochart"

The Secretary then read part of a very interesting paper, (118) is also pleasing. “ Windsor Castle" (130) is in by Mr D. Laing, entitled "Some Remarks upon the State a style of colouring which we have never before seen in of the Fine Arts in Scotland, during the 15th and 16th cenany of this artist's pictures there is poetry in this little turies." We shall probably make some observations on this

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subject, after hearing the conclusion of Mr Laing's Essay, straordinarily attractive. That at Covent Garden is by which is to be read at the next Meeting of the Society ; but our clever friend, Peake, and there are also new operas we may observe, en passant, that Mr Laing appears to have in rehearsal at both theatres.-Madame Vestris has prostages of the fine arts in this country, in spite of culty of communicating interest to the meagré norices Which the Olympio; and Mathews has been equally fortunate are all we can now obtain regarding them and we were with a new buvletta; called "Kind Intentions,” at the fore anticipate much pleasure in wacing this interesting Adelphl ; in which he plays the hero as no one else could subject nearer to our own times under the surveillande of play it It is the production of bis son. The new so correct an antiquary. u. 10., ito ai u rond.oncertainment to be produced by Mathews and Yates Mr Repp then read an Essay on the phoballe deriyntion jordd yyat Euster, is also in active preparation, and is

of Ho manay, the Greek derivation, which some philologists have main a Mr:MUHII. Williams delivers a sort of conjuring leetained so strenuously, td which we have always thought ture here on the same principle, which we can most a strained and absurd one, Mr. Ropa inawenydlaborate conscientiously recommend, for the following most suffipaper, to which it is impossiblo in zaty abridgementi to-do ciont reasous: Firstly, it is a penance excellently well justice, gave a very satisfactory, derivation of these words fitted to the season of Lent; and, secondly, as a preparafrom the old Anglo-Saxay and it certainly is clear that it tory contrast to what is in store foq us, it will make Mathe words are significant

that all

given ug no that of Fairies the At the French Plays at the Haymarket, a Monsieur

Jamin are attracting crowdwere called Hogmani changed their abditess orlat least inu od audiences; and at

the clined to change thean, Scotide, to fit, at the end of one year though he has “ a little of the saltness of age” in him, is or the commencement of the next. Nothing

could tend so proving that he has once been superexcellent. Miss Pamuch to propitiate these capricious Elves, and thereby in, ton is engaged here as -t prima donna ; and a schism duce there harremained under the incoming car this

critical amongst the tailors has postponed the long-promised ballet period, of “ The Elves for ever!” which is the literal trans | of “ Kenilworth. sation of the Anglo-Saxon Hogman-aye. Troll-a-lay, on the

W ruid . Peregrine Somerset. other hand, is an implacation directed against the Trollds, or evil spirits,-in short, wishing them at the bottom of the sea, or literally "The ZFoulds to the Sea.” Such is Mr Repp's interpretation of this bitherto mystic formula; and

THE EDINBURGH DRAMA. it does not require much penetration to seb'that of all that have yet been started, lithis most likely to be correct. It

Two siovelties have attracted us to the Theatre since has farther one advantage, peguliar. We beliexpo to itself :

our last publication+t' Separation and Reparation,” a the accentuation in the Norse, or Anglo-Saxon languages is fareer

; and n Fazio," a revived tragedy. We know not precisely

the same as that given to the words by the Septtish what resurotection man dug up the latter, and carried it people of the present day:

to our dissbeting-room in Shakspeare Square, but we owe Product yoob

him, little thanks for it. Not that it was by any means

illlected, on all got up, ,(except in what regards the furni"The Loxbon Waterhout

ture of Fuziols apartments it really seemed to us that Regent's Park, London, Pritchard seemed rather puzzled when he turned to look

Monday, February 28, 1831 at his cluible and found nothing but an eighteen-inch Our theatrical amusements curtailed of their terdestrialeglobe) but simpļy, that

it is a play utterly unTiave not only dokmatic. The versilication is, faultless, the imagery two evenings in the week without any plays at all, but surgeous, but there is an utter ayant of passion and action on the other

in the theltwue ingredients of the drama. ... Milman's poetry se constantly as to tical function almost asinecure; or Life for Life," at Covent Garden, was as sve'so sa su bure!! gaciously predicted, a mere resuscitation of very old and

Had I brey honeșt, 'twere indeed to fall; very worn-out French original, which was 'Coburgised vs But

Bt now.itis put a step down the declivity.” for the minors many years since, and is of inata

Class of melodramas which

The taint upon the narrowest spot of the heart spreads be

with cause the audience

Kiss" at the same

the rapidity of the pestilence over the whole; but time. The revival of Shakspeared "Muck 'Aad About

it is the feeling, not the reasi'n, that is poisoned—men do Nothing," with Niss Kemble as Bedre, mins, motever,

not argue themselves syllogistically into evil. Again :

Di IT 1750 B 11do (1019.11or bin, yok amenteAdidpadle, though we FYRWHy should we'tash the goblet from our lips, can entirety excuse thie'i

v Because the dregs'muý flavt à smack of bitter ?” patronising any

Whi'etapifate sådh trumpery. ti lutle piis'ten sind bed's "IB_,*** Mr Kemble's Benedick we need not pause to praise, be- When a man tespéves tó hazard future wretched ness for cause that character has nothiti dideliame repreberftative a present jby, he does not nyiapi higi meaning up in soundon the London boards; mu vthe whole-retfiaivider of the ing' wotdsili ho seds his teeth, and dashes on in silence. cast, particularly Blanthabaani Keeley;'an Dogberty and The faults wą havo- now adverted to are the children of Verges, was almost equally'effective. il Min Kemble, as falsa sentimentul Dhe following (and it is a sample of the witty heroine, has very much improved sivide her thel mustinumerous class in the play) is produced by a first performance, and though, satirotez f'by no want ot sentimentuThe old miser, when dying, speaks means ber best part, yet we have no other tragic actress of hisluisin si 41481 - of do who could play it a tithe silvenp#Audn191 1.81 sexo'to nun poliitto Drury Lane's solitarý new attraction has been the

ingots scarcely cold visit of their Majesties, on Tuesdaylasts to see Sheưldan's

From the hot Indies.” “ School for Scandal,” and the Pantomime when the Such a flight is totally out of character, and is a mere house was crowded to the ceiling with a most delighted substitution of violent imagery for passion. Thus much audience, and “God save the King” was sung for a third for the passion of the play. How languid the action, time at balf-past Twelve, when the Royal Visitors de- may be easily conceived, when we recall the fact, that the parted. Both houses are now busily engaged in prepa- two first acts are occupied with a preliminary review of ring their Easter spectacles, which promise to be ex- the dramatis persone, that we may know distinctly their


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several characters and relations, before they are fairly set “ Was ever such a tyrant ?" exclaims the mortified nobleloose to jostle among each other.

“ Rank despotism !" echoes the sympathizing coActors are justly to be pitied, when set to mouth the lonel. The baron mentions, as one of his objections to emphatic sentences of a play, which, like a barrel, rings the

wife's relations are “respectable." loud, in proportion to its emptiness. They are like musi and the 199ky, of condolence, which the two exquisites cians, obliged to perform a piecp of concented musia, where interchange are impayable Miss Jarman has not much to all the parts are set false-- the jangling is no faylt of dorbut what little she has reminds us of a caution we theirs. We refrain, therefore, in justice, from noticing wish to give her. The line of acting into which she has any of them ; except Masbo, who performed the shont been thrown since she came to Edinburgh, has been part of the Miser with much power and taste; and Miss kieny con filled W tyd laa 168 of Hodern comedy and meJarman, who, having to sustain the only bharacter in the former erkėse's week etgátures atë.

continual repetitions piece susceptible of stage représentations did it all justices of one tüne egosisting of two monotonous notes as ine-, She was the very Biandqurthe dating jealous wondan yatally, following seach other as those, pf the cuckoopure from want of conterse with the world an ember linelui playfulness and tenkter, sentiment. To both of died representation of the weakness and strength:of pass these foelings Miss Jarmaiban givé utterance with more sion, The first spark-that struck out from the manor cheer than any motress a pon"'tite staged and she changes tonous dulness of the play, and roused the yawning house spadrKlingly from thelbte to the

other. But let her

beware to applause, was her delivery of the passagem cowulo test, from thỏ redning repetition « Take heed ; we are passionate ; our mikordpre votre reconoche potessering on here are mutter

gererate, into mannerismo 25. Tead, the publie

eta guthis charm, she deand that's bitter drinking If that ye cast us to

*** Du5 beings abrond we know them to be unfounded but she Will give us their

rou o ll_cross alone cani successfolly contradict thema rij tenisi We whirl and whirl ; atid where we'settle, Fazid) minti

or bint binos unidiot JX911 udt 10

Bat he that ruleth the mad winds can knowing PL 1103
If ye do drive the love out of my soul,l sol stupymous les vid ** ORIGINAL POETRY!!"

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*** That is its motion, being, and its life, .dov man ** 10 There 'll be a conflict strange and horrible'

: 1 Among all fearful and in-visaged fiends,

***83 (19 pini lot Pustnipoll rom ount for For the blank void ; and their mad reyel there

-boller T 90 szuia DDATH HABROAD (421 Will make me-oh, I know not what-hate thee?

10 mostou "d: mart qadin ito ni! Pro Oh no!-I could not hate thees Bazie":t

11 ni bu? " Dhy Loka Malcolm. 61

1116 inson 101 vitezo odrediidid lo sono1114) When she next appeared, her pettish-and'sebrnfub rejec

to Fan sexdrid firemiourmatiye heurtheimera tion of her attendant's consolation, her convulsive efforts

Johow sadu to drboplanand ifeel bhe tie sasni to bury herself in the couch upon which she lay, were

to ottle place of Vinthho puly true and unexaggerated bursts of passion. In the stede seisheit, Hom the eart a' Hope cotrade

- 2025 Preseleraser between her atid Fazio," after he has been adjudgedoto death in consequence of her denunciation; she sedmodnes! We cling more closely to her shade. I if, in her agony of remorse, she had shrual Un size. Thei subsequent scenes where she humbles herself before That dream of death o d'y felt it come

shore Aldabella_wheré, on parting from her hosband; shered mains lifeless, rigid, motionless' as a statuoid where she

for home, denounces the beautiful and poisonous cadsé of all her

1 deem'd to see no m

'healtk's decline, misery, were at orice powerful and beautiful. In the low as

I sat, amid the death-scene, she meritet peculiar approbation for the good., 41.291 444 710 Snorlinin swim

shive taste she evinced in giving so much more powerfully the expression of mental than physical agouya254 roditeb-in menentando

The bright and glowing Lowel's among The farce of “ Separation and Reparation is one after

Green haunts to youth and maiden dear,

Where sung the birds a our own heart. Baron

d'song, bus ho 194.

19 oreisn tomy.cani the laws of the country,'every marriage unsanctioned by 1.2000nd

And yvila-flowers, blooming at iny feet, the Grand Duke is null. Malamour's father, being zinist 1. to expregunta 110 111 112 stenarna

Breathed forth a fragrance strange but'sweet ; ter, takes advantage of his son upon a foreign mission. The disgrace of the old

Angelique's aunt, (Mrs' Tim Reard frownd with many a rocky spire, and

That midway, met the evening's fali, the supreme court, ordaining a repetition of the marriage * LiAnd kindled in its fire ceremony, in order to restore her niece to her rankin so.

scene so grand, ciety. All parties are agreed that a separation shall in I thought og Albyn's mountain mediately ensue. The aunt's lawyek, Vonu Gratis -*98.95 US Jout logan gw tani (Murray), has made application for a patent of nobilitya: vissAnd, fair, familiar faces, shone, He is interested, as the lawyer employed, initheidissolo il de to pan my sleeptria/wandering gleams, tion of the marriage, he has a personal piquel against boo With looks of lovetta light me, on Malamour-and the Grand Duke employa lim i to premis qoldThrough the dim land, of dreams ; vent the separation; giving him to know that upon his 791 And veices Leathed a music near, success in counteracting it, his claim to a patent of nobis on vI'he sweetest to affection's car. lity depends. The amusement of the piece is mainly af forded by Murray's perpetual bustle, his invention of one But when the vision'd bliss was fown, scheme as rapidly as another fails, occasional mo + More dvaan the haunting thought return'd

5o.Thats on a distant shore-unknown, stations, and finally, his triumphant exclamation"

Unmissid, and all unmourn'dam the happiest of Barons !” There is also some good by I should lie down--where none would come play between Malamour and Colonel Esplanade, ( Brin To sigh above the stranger's tomb. dal,) who is charged to march the recusant husband up to the altar. The Grand Duke returns a written answer When heaven is in its summer glow, to Malamour's petition, " the law must have its course.' And earth with beams and blossoms gay,

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