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Sketches of Irish Character. By Mrs S. C. Hall. Se caught him in her arms, and, with Kathleen's aid, support

daughter, attracted to the hall by the crowd and struggle, cond Series. 12mo. Pp. 418. London. Westley ed him to a seat. If a bullet had passed through the young and Davis. 1831.

man's brain, he could not have appeared more subdued ;Mrs Hall is a writer after our own heart. If she in their sockets, and he sank, with a deep-drawn groan, on

the fires of his eye were quenched, his arms hung powerless does not possess Miss Edgeworth's masculine power of his knees by his mother's side. Morty,' she said, still scanning character, she at least unites to the benevolent more faintly, 'ye had no right to have any hand in sich a and tempered utilitarianism of the author of “ Ennui,” burning as was intended-I tould ye so, but ye wouldn't more feminine gentleness, and all a woman's intuitive heed me; my heart warmed to the ould place, as the limb knowledge of the workings of the human heart. She has of ivy that the lightning blasted on its walls still clings to the sentiment and imagination of Lady Morgan, untaint- against him, who, perjured as he is, is still y’er—' father,

the same spot; moreover, I couldn't bear ye to lift a finger ed by her ladyship's obtrusive and false-toned philosophy. She would have added, but her son's feelings burst forth. Less intensely powerful than either of the gifted females Do not say the black word again, mother," he exclaimed we have named, she is eminently endowed with delicate furiously, 'if I am his son, what must you be? humour, a warm heart, and sound good sense. She unites “ • Listen, James Johnson, to that!' said the wretched in a high degree the good qualities of both her country- woman, dragging her body-as a wounded serpent trails its women, tempered, in her, more than in either of the envenomed length along the earth--towards the magistrate's


• didn't the sound o' that go to y'er heart ?--the upothers, with all a woman's mildness.

braidings of a child to its own parent, when that parent is The useful and agreeable are mingled in this volume in the agonies o' death! But though ye’ve murdered me, in fair and equable proportions. Mabel O'Neil's Curse the curse is over ye still!' she continued; the bitter expres. -The Rapparee -Jack the Shrimp-Luke O'Brian- sion of countenance I have before mentioned returning tenand the Last of the Line, are powerfully told tales of fold, and revenge lighting in her sunken eye like the red those wild and untamed spirits to whom the disorganized lamp within the sepulchre: do ye remember it? I'll tell it state of Ireland has given birth. The three first are

ye again the whole there's life in me yet for the whole of scarcely, if at all, inferior to Banim's nightmare medleys earned his gould, and then he borrowed it, and you lebt

In those days this was y'er employer's house, but ye of grotesque form and fierce passion. The last is, we bim back his own-ye may well turn pale, it's all true. I have reason to believe, an ower true tale ;" and it is

was his lady's chosen favouriteshe tendered me as if I had told with exquisite pathos and sweetness. Annie Leslie been a noble child ;-you won me to y’er purposes--you got ---Kate Connor-We'll see about it—Larry Moore—and me to betray trust; and, when that was done, you turned Mark Connor's Wooing and Wedding, are more after the upon meyou poisoned her heart again' me. In an hour fashion of the Edgeworth school. Norah Clarey's Wise of madness I tould o’ your wickedness-I was asked for Thought, (that we are sure none of our readers have for- proofs I had noneshe turned me out-the snow fell

the rain poured—I deserved it all from her.-But under gotten)- Irish Settlers in an English Village—and Mary the end wall, where the ivy is still green, and y'er daughter MacGoharty's Petition, are every inch of them Mrs tends her flowers-do ye mind that meeting, when the boy Hall's own.

And here we must beg leave to say, that that scorns to own ye leaped within me when the feelings in speaking of the others with reference to the writings of a young mother warmed round my heart? Ye met me of Banim and Edgeworth, we mean merely to convey by therethere ye spurned and scorned me, and, to save myself the comparison a notion of their tone and tendency, not from everlasting blast—to save my mother's beart from to hint that any of the fair author's thoughts and stories breaking, I there promised that, as a screen to my folly, I are not in the strictest sense her own.

would marry him who since turned a shame to earth, and

whose children were born both to that and sorrow. Still We have selected three passages from the volume, to they were my children, and God in heaven knows what give the reader an idea of the variety in Mrs Hall's book. I've suffered for them. Then then, when I clung to y'er First comes a piece of most powerful writing. An old knees to bid ye farewell, and when, like a true woman, I woman has been shot by the others of justice, while in could ha' blessed ye, even in my misery--for the thought of pursuit of an incendiary who had escaped from them. y'er happiness was ever foremost in my mind-at that moShe is carried to the house of the justice, and her death inent, ye threw me from ye—ye called me by the name that

rings on woman's ear to everlastin', when she deserves it; is thus described :

then on the snow I knelt-I cursed ye from my heart's “ The eagle glance of hurling Moriarty rested for a mo. core-my love turned to poison, both for you and myself

. I ment on the ghastly features of his reputed mother, and, in knew the people would call ye fortunate; and I prayed that an instant, he was at her side.

the riches ye should get might secure to y'er soul damna“With fearful energy he grasped her cold hand, and then tion--that the higher ye rose, the more should the finger o' they looked into each other's countenances, as only parent scorn point at ye—that ye might be the father o' many hoand child can look, when the tie, the first, it may be the nest childer, and that, when they were most bright and dearest, of nature's unions, is about to be broken-und for beautiful, ye might follow them to their graves, and die a

In another moment, his ken wandered over the as childless man! And didn't l'-as she spoke the fiend sembly, enquiring of her which had done the deed; and, seemed to take possession of her once fine form, and deep almost unwittingly, perhaps, her look l'ested on the magis and terrible shadows gathered over her discoloured browtrate, who had entered the ball, thrown off his hat, and, didn't I travel, unknown'st, many a weary mile, to hear having covered his burning brow with his bands, remained the stones clatter on their coffin-lids? And when your inleaning against one of the oaken supporters of the ancient nocent son was murthered from spite to his father, weren't

the tears, that rolled down y'er cheeks like hail-drops, re“ It was enough;-a bound, that for certainty of destruc- freshing to me, as the May-dew that falls on the summer tion could be likened to nothing but the fatal spring with flowers ?-and sure, the young craythur that's trembling which the young and infuriated tiger fastens on its prey, there, like the blasted meadow-sweet, is dying fast, fastbrought Moriarty to the side of the defenceless gentleman. and so am I? Her voice sunk, and the last words With both hands he grasped his throat, and so appalled were faint and murmuring, as the breath of a fierce but ex, were even Mr Johnson's own partisans, by the suddenness piring hurricane. and violence of the action, that his death would have been “ • Blessed Mary!' exclaimed Kathleen, will nobody certain, had not Mabel O'Neil, with a strong and desperate run for Father Delany, that he may make her soul!'--and effort, staggered forward, seized her son's arm, dragged him the kind-hearted girl knelt at her side and held the crucifix with her almost to the marble floor on which she fell, and to her separated and ghastly lips. Moriarty, whose bitter exclaimed in a low but audible voice, “Morty, Morty, as feelings could find no utterance, clasped his hands in agony you value y'er mother's dying blessing—as you value y'er to implore her blessing. Feebly she muttered—they knew mother's last curse, loose, loose y'er hould, I say!-it is not what; then, turning her face to the ground, and while y'er father ye would murther !

literally biting the dust, her erring but powerful spirit de“He did, indeed, release bis grasp, and the swollen and parted from its dwelling of sin and suffering." discoloured features of the unfortunate Johnson showed plainly that in a few seconds Moriarty's forbearance would What follows is a happy specimen of ludicrous diahave been too late. Ile would have fallen, had not his loglie. A curious old maid, a sworn manufacturer and

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retailer of village scandal, chances to be prowling about object, and impertinently neglectful of all others! One a neighbour's house on the day that the mistress (a born always feels de trop, when in company with him and his English woman) has succeeded in persuading her house-beloved,' and sincerely wish him married, as the best antihold to try the Hampshire plan of burning a pig's bristles, hardly be considered presentable in rational society, until

dote to his • sweet eyes' and insipidity. Indeed, a man can instead of soaking and scraping them off.

he is married; so the sooner the business is settled the better “But what I came in for, principally, Helen," said he, for the community at large. With women, and particui was to tell you that the pig is laid out ready for burning | larly Irish women, however, it is far otherwise ; the very in the barn.'

feeling that prompts them to conceal their passion, not only "• Burning in the barn ! echoed Judy, starting from from its object, but from the world, makes them peculiarly ber seat; · and are pigs so plinty with ye, that ye mean to attentive to those with whom they associate; so that their burn 'em, and so many poor crathurs starving? Och, that sentiments are, in fact, only revealed by the pains they take I should live to see such fashions! Good mornin'!--good to conceal them—the very prettiest and most agreeable way mornin' to ye, Mistress Mark Connor !—and God sind ye in the world, both for themselves and others. Then the better sense, and a little more Christianity!-Burn a pig! | stolen glances—the stealing blushes—the truth-telling, yet Och, my grief!' Judy Maggs stood no further question, harmless, symptoms of a pure, a first attachment-bringing but trotted off, eager to communicate to her neighbours the with it a host of fears, and hopes, and doubts, melancholy intelligence, that Mark Connor's English wife • wint so far with her notions, as to make firewood of a

* A smoke raised with the fume of sighs,” pig!, On her journey, it was her misfortune, or rather, How have I prayed for the happy termination of such an considering her love of tattle, her good fortune, to encounter affection, when I have noted its birth and progress in the Mister Blaney O'Doole, the parish carpenter, who was bosoin of an innocent yet fervent girl !-well knowing that seated on the car that, turned on end, served as a gate, to if coldness, or falsehood, from the loved one, once breathed stop the gap leading to the short cut to old Mrs Connor's upon it, the freshness, the hopefulness, of life would return dwelling. Blaney was a short thick-set man, who, all over -NEVER !" the world, would be recognised as a real Emeralder. • Good morrow, Mr Blaney,' said she. . Good morrow to ye, kindly, ma'am,' said he. What's stopping ye, sir ?' said she. Why, thin I'll tell ye, ma'am, dear, if ye'll

The Pulpit. Volume XVI. 8vo. Pp. 368. London: give me time,' said he; but it's y’erself was always the

W. Harding. Edinburgh: W. Oliphant. 1831. devil afther the news though sorra a much's stirrin'-but

Of the merits of the sermons contained in this workI'm waitin' to take the stone out o' my brogue, that ’ud never ha' got there, only for the bla’gardly way they made

a weekly publication, of which, as the reader will perthe new road. What could the county expect from the

ceive by the titlepage, the sixteenth volume has just been presintment overseer, and he a Connaught man! Didn't completed-we are not at present going to give any deI see him with the sight o' my eyes, after bargaining with tailed opinion. They are extremely varied in their Tim Dacey to take tinpence a-day, and a shilling allowed character-some good, others indifferent, others the by the county-(and paid too)-didn't I see him give poorveriest trash. Our object is to draw the public attention Tim the full'hire with one hand, and take back the odd

to one feature of the book. At page 16, and again at pence (that weren't pence, but pounds) with the other ! So that, if called, he could make oath with a safe conscience

page 30, we have the story of a Miss Fancourt, said that he paid the whole.'—' That's a good story, faith !' re

to be narrated in her own words, and a letter, purporting plied Judy, laughing, and losing all feeling of the roguery

to be from her father, corroborative of her story. This of the transaction in the amusement occasioned by its clever- lady is stated to have been lame eight years from what ness, but hardly as smart as one that I had the sight of she delicately terms “hip disease.” It is farther said, that my eyes for * up in the county Kilkenny, as good as tin for four years previous to ber cure, she had not been able years agone,—when a man-a gentleman, they called him

to walk. The story of the cure we give in her own got a presintment to mend a piece of a road; and what does

words : he, but lays the notes down along-along-iver so far on the bare ground of the highway, and then picks them up, claps

“ Thus it continued till the 20th of October, 1830; when them into his pocket, walks off to the nixt grand jury, and

a kind friend, who had seen me about two months before, makes affidavid that “ he laid the money out upon the road."

had been led' by God to pray earnestly for my recovery, -But is it manners to ax where 'ud ye be going wid y'er remembering what is written, · Whatsoever ye shall ask in bag full o' tools ?"

prayer, believing, ye shall receive.' He asked in faith, and * * I'm jist stepping down to Mark Connor's, to get the God graciously answered his prayer. On Wednesday night, morral * of a new barrow with two wheels, that he wants after family prayer, while all were leaving the room for made, and that he says is powerful good for all sorts and

supper, dear MiG- begged to be excused for a short manner o' work. I wonder he didn't get it done of iron, time. Sitting near me, we talked of his relatives, and of like the cart he brought over, which cost him a good five the death of his brother. Rising, he said, they will exguineas, and I could ha' made him one of wood twice as big pect me at supper,' and put out his hand. After asking for three.'"

some questions respecting the disease, he added, “ It is me66 « Of iron, agra!' repeated Judy.

lancholy to see a person so constantly confined.' I answered, “Ay, astore! replied the carpenter, and so much

. It is sent in mercy.'— Do you think so? Do you think wood in the country; wasn't it a sin? How grand he is, to the same mercy could restore you?' God gave me faith, and be sure, as if the sort o'cars his neighbours have wasn't I answered, 'Yes.'-' Do you believe Jesus could heal as good enough for him!'

in old times?' Yes.'

'-' Do you believe it is only unbelief “• Thrue for ye—that's a thrue word; but I could tell

that preventsit ?'--'Yes.'--Do you believe that Jesus could ye more than that; pigs are so plenty with them that his

heal you at this very time?'-— Yes.'-( Between these questine English madam of a wife, at this very minute, is burn

tions he was evidently engaged in prayer. )— Then, he in' a pig in the barn.'

added, "get up and walk: come down to your family.' He " It was now the carpenter's turn to be astonished.

then had hold of my hand. He prayed to God to glorify “ • Burnin' a pig !--O thin, for what?'

the name of Jesus. I rose from my couch quite strong. God • • For what?' said Judy, a little puzzled ; 'why thin

took away all my pains, and we walked down stairs-dear it's myself that can't tell exactly,' she replied ; only for

Mr G- praying most fervently : Lord have mercy sport, as I could make out, or for firewood, may-be." upon us! Christ have mercy upon us !' Having been down We close these extracts and our review with a pleasant taking the candle, I fetched it. The next day I walked

a short time, finding my handkerchief left on the couch, bit of philosophizing on a most agreeable subject.

more than a quarter of a mile, and on Sunday from the “ The most delightful branch connected with the study Episcopal Jews' chapel, a distance of one mile and a quarof natural history is that of love; nay, do not laugh, I Up to this time God continues to strengthen me, and mean only an abstract study of the passion as developing | I am perfectly well.” the character of a young Irish woman. A man, really in love, as it is called, is a most uninteresting and stupid spe

It is evident, from this story, that the same blasphen cimen of the animal creation, awkwardly devoted to one

mous and delusive spirit, which has settled down upon

the most weak pia maters of some west country hypo* Say myself,

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at work in other parts of the empire. This must be put a Researches. We give one extract, just to enable them stop to, and we pledge ourselves to the task. We request thle to judge of the beauty of the descriptions of scenery con. frewshire. The sman sheatin' in Edinbur. She has been assistance of our correspondentie Eishbeklite kna Renta tasted in the Work in

Hilario119 9/11*18*967*11.19430 ng's mo bang is out!!! already laid have to be

togel The cofal reefs, a Blopger stand by and

around the islands, not only protect see a small number of men what the weaknessi pe the the low band from the

violence of the sea, but often exhibit idiot, add likewise bisoeunning to shape their means to their 'endung go on ymthallengetto chewings dhprohets Ovde it is possible to behold. They are generally a mile, or a

and a half, and

if there be the slightest breeze,

is considerably agitated; and, being unsheltered from the of the terma yetu But we see that their principles wind, is generally raised in high and foaming waves. (if, indeed, they can be dignified with muh a gama jare

The trade-wind, blowing constantly towards the shore, identical with those of Abe. French prophets of Daldridge's drives the wavés with violence upon the reef, which is from time, and other visioneries of that stamp; and we have tive to twenty or thirty yards wide. The long rolling biinever known the sysden df byiding to in warli impulses, line, a mile or a mile and a half along the reef, arrested by

this natural barrier, often rise ten, twelve, or fourteen feet without to the most & tions. Let

parents and guardians looks to its distonq vc teaminig tops, form a graceful liquid arch, glittering in the vw volguieni eidi lo egoisluyor yaibuste: before the eyes of the spectator can follow the splendid

ray's of a tropical sun, as if studded with brilliants. But, '.u9ıblido risdi 10

aqueous gallery which they appear to have reared, with Polynesian Researches, during a Residence of nearly Eight loud and hollow roar they fall in magnificent desolation, Years in the Society and Sandwich Islands. By Wil- and spread

the gigantic fabric'in' froth and spray, upon the liam Ellis. Volsson kosaka Ido apdlech Library. Walt

Horizontal' and gently broken surface of the coral. I. and IA) Londón. bykisker, Sam, and Jackson through which al stream of water falls into the ocean, there

11j6 In each of the islands, and opposite the large valleys, 1831. 101 btl stobal 200lista yooste

is usually, a break, or opening, in the line of reef that surWe suspect that few people a


rounds the shorera most wise and benevolent provision for tent of the obligations under which

scienceties to eu ware of the fall ex


ingress, and egress of vessels, as well as a singular phelies to the

nomenon in the natural history of these marine ramparts. missionaries. From the time that Denmark

first Whether


Current" of fresh water, constantly flowing among European nations, the preachers of the forth from the rivers to the oceany, prevents the tiny architects to gather in the heathon, down to the e present day, these from Weilding their concentric walls in one continued line, pious and daring men have not failed to add to our stores or whether in the fresh water itself there is any quality

of the inimical to the growth or increase of coral, is not easy to ing gospel, and bringinige home increasel of knowledge

occur in the reefs which surround the South Sea Islands,

excepting opposite those parts of the shore from which Heaven'iso neatt best gift. d Touthor missionatoriosohbe we streams of fresh water How into the sea. Reets of varied, indebted for valuable áuldations to sthnography's phipology, but generally circumscribed extent, are frequently

observed and: natural historycinbald sits 'dephrtments. While idee within the large atitet barrier, and near the shore, or mouth Moraniansq uaithe most devoted and sendere, sorgenerally of the river ; but they are formed it shallow places, and the the beastcentightones of this peaceful armay,qfithe faith coral is of a different and more slender kind, than that of weré sezling, even (fromatše svormly, aard desolate, Labua, whicla she larger reef, nising from the depths of the ocean, dor, rich contributions to the museums of Europe,

or large islands til

is usually composed. There is no coral in the lagoons of the Oriental-beachers have sbéat dylainating with inoteasing - The openings in the s'eefs around Sir Charles Sanders' industajgjithonthousandsdialeator of India and remite Islands Maurua, and other low islands are small and inCathạyblu Andably of them, duarvey often undvittingly, pan- triate, and sometimes altogether wanting, probably because tributed githly to ilour Ilknowxlodgei bf duman matures the land, composing these islands, collects but a scanty porNarrow_nitdedndsky csectasiastisch, lignotanoe, heyve been tion of watet; and, if any, only small, and frequently infreely Jáid to their charges aoskopot ár áll: eines without torrupted streams flow into the sea. The apertures in the some grounusi vBut éterhin thosa dare instancesiothe yeny. abress. 4o the indentations in the coast, and the mnuths of

coral beds around the larger islands, not only afford direct ignoranceof the missionariesblikuendured their tostámony the valleys; which form the best harbours

, but secure to more valuablesri luactically cobvinced of theirqowdin, skipping n supply of fresh water, in equal, if not greater fallibilioyzothey, stall modnima runwaitnishedistatyki w They abundance, than it could be procured in any other part of show us the tubes with whichir: they bone to deal, abt the island. The circumstance, also, of the divers ner the a many of enlightened mind/might conceiver of mikepna harbours flowing into the sea, affords the greatest facility ceive there, but lie their own actions; (teased and pestered in proeuring fresh water, which is so valuable to seamen. with well-meantıbutsihoohsiderates importunities.tsd vist

These breaches in the reefs, in many places, especially

at Papete, or Wilks' Harbour, in Tahiti and Afareaitu, in Mr Ellis bs hardvest/ated.onelofsbevolussi for which Morsa Fare, in Huahine, and along the eastern side of this apblagyisbquite toobe urged. He aga sinn whose Raiatea and Tahaa, are not only serviceable to navigation, intelligenceisiduals to his piedy. His Belgnesin Robot highly ornamental, and contribute much to the beauty searches arerabkciovlbagjed Wn allirhande sto be the most otithe surrounding scenery. At the Ava Moa, or Sacred able and completea

yecords that we postess of the Arekin Eestrance leading to Opoa, there is a small island, on which pelago of the South Seni & Ho portrays the lovely islands a few cocoa-nut trees are growing. At Tipaemau there which “inkayıtha dosim so tha: Preifion with all the are two, one on each side of the opening, rising from the

extremity of the line of reef. The little islets, elevated fervour of a pobtbidiendedoribes atlapit) productions with three or four feet above the water, are clothed with shrubs the care and nedavajaboa nadiuridist; and yacounts the and verdure, and adorned with a number of lofty cocoa-nut history of thein inhabitanto, asíbecomes one who has had treesd At Te-Arapitiy several miles to the north ward of a large share in-etfeetiðy sthel mostiinportant revolution Tiplomau, and opposite the Missionary settlement-wbere, their infant societyi har kyaixineq Wohbe happN to see a as its natge indicates, are two openings there are also two new edition of his tvork, published on Aucla, jas gale, as bbautitul, green, and woody islands, on which the lowly brings it within the teach of the spajority of teadarsi ad

hut of the fisherman, or of the voyager waiting for a favourWe expatiated at some length, upom the, søene, of Mr able wind, may be soften seen. I'wo large and very charm

'ing islandsiadown the entrance at Tomahahotu, leading to Ellis's labours, when Captain Beechey passed through the island of Tahaa The largest of these is not more than our hands lately, and shall not, therefore, trouble out half a mile in circumference, but both are covered with readers just now with a detailed analysis of Polynesian fresh and evergreen shrubs and trees.

18, their WEEKLY REGISTER OF CRITICISM AND BELLES LETTRES. 281 “ Detached from the large islands, and viewed in con Oro and his wife expressed their satisfaction at the present ; nexion with the ocean rolling through the channel on the the pig and the feathers remained the same, but the brother one side, or the foaming billows dasbing, and soaring, and of the god assumed his original form. breaking over the reef on the other, they appear like emerald “ Such a mark of attention, on such an occasion, was gems of the ocean,

in grandeur mendation. "He accordingly made them gods, and constiaround, ,, They are useful as well as ornamental. The tall tuted them Areois, saying, Ei Areoi

orua i te ao, nei, ia cocoa-nuts that grow.on their surface, can be seen many miles noaa ta orua tuhad : • Be you 'two Areois in this world, distant; and the native mariner is thereby enabled to steer that you may have your portion (in the government,' &e.) directly towards the spot where he knows he shall find a In the commemoration of this ludicrous fable of the pig passage to the shared The constant current passing the and the feathers, the Areois, in all the taupiti, and public opening, probably deposited on the ends of the recf frag- festivals, carried a young pig to the temple; strangled it, ments of coral, sea, weeds, and drift-wood, which in time bound it in the ahu 'haio, (a loose open kind of cloth,) and rose above the surface of the water, Seeds borne thither by placed it on the altar. They also offered the red feathers, the wayes, or, wafted by the winds, found a soil on which which they called the uru maru no te Areoi, 'the shadowy they could germigate-decaying vegetation increased the uru of the Areoi,' or the red feathers of the party of the mould- and by this process it is most likely these beautiful Areoi. Tij little fairy-looking islands were formed on the ends of the It has been already stated that the brothers, who were reefs at the entrance to the diferent harbours.”

made gods and kings of the Areois, lived in celibacy; conThe most extraordinary institution of the South Sea sequently they had no descendants. On this account, Islands, was undoubtedly the association of the Areois. although they did not enjoin celibacy upon their devotees, Can there be any thing more inconceivable, than that the standing regulations of this institution was, the murder large numbers of men and women should unite them of their children.” selves into a body fundamental law of which was, that all their ofispring should be destroyed that they should roam about from island to island, living by the profession of stage-players-tathat they should indulge in

Leigh's Guide to Wales and Monmouthshire. Illustrated every species of licentiousness, and yet that the members

is with a Map of Wales, and Views of the Menai and of such a community should lay chit to a nealer ap

Conway Bridges. London. Printed for Samuel proximation to the nature of the gods than other mortals,

Leigh. 1831. and have that claim allowed? Yet with what a beauti- The Welsh Interpreter : consisting of a concise Vocabuful and childish,grace did the imaginations of this de lary, and a Collection of Useful and Familiar Phrases, graded caste invest the fable of their origin! How often

with the exact mode of Pronunciation. Adapted for is beauty scattered over the surface of the most loathsome

Tourists, who may wish to make themselves understood fens! How much truth is there in the somewhat quaint

by the Peasantry during their Rambles through Wales. lines of the poet, where he complains that our most amiable

By Thomas Roberts. Llwynrhudal. London. Printed emotiods frequently

197 Britimi 111231

for Samuel Leigh. 1831.
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"Are only the first downward tremble item

The first of these two works is useful-indeed indisOf the heart's balance unta illir det öpensable to the tourist through Wales. The other is of The Aregis, give the following account of the commence confesses that it is only adapted for tourists who may

del patrin timore questionable value. In the first place, it honestly ment of their association:1, auto pytt: soit “ The origin of the A reois institution is as follows: Not we suspect, that by far the greater proportion of

wish to make themselves understood by the peasantry." “ Orogel the side of Taaroa, desited a wife from the tourists, not contented with this, wish to understand the daughters of Tea ta, the first man, he sent two of his brothers, Tufarapainuu and Tufarapairai, to seek among wine, it is agreeable enough to have all the talk to one's

peasantry in returns In a drawingroom, or over one's searched through the whole of the islands, from Tabiti to self, but when lost among the Welsh mountains, the Borabora, but sahiv nu one that they supposed tit to become veriest chatterbox in creation, we suspect, would prefer the wvu of Oroydil they carne to Boraboral Here, residing a person who could reply as well as listen. Now, gentle near the foot of Mouatabubuuraj red-ridged "mountain, reader, (as our friend Audubon would say,) only fancy they så w Vairaumati. When they bebeld her, they said one to the other, This is the excellent woman for our bro- yourself with this Interpreter in your hand, spelling over ther.' Returning to the skies, they hastenied to Oro, and your interrogatory to some sturdy Taffy whom you have infurmet him of their success ; told him they had found encountered in your rambles. He listens with all imaamong the daughters of man'a 'wite for him, described the ginable patience and good-humour, and in return pours place of her abode, and represented her as a vahine purotu ont a whole deluge of information ; but, unfortunately, ciai, a fomate possessed of every charm. The god tixed the the book does not contain any answers to its innurainbow in the heavens, one end of it resting in the valley' merable queries ; nor, indeed, would it be easy (if Welchat the foot of the red-ridged mountain, the other penetra- men are any thing like Scotsmen or Irishmen) to ascerting the skies, and thus formed his pathway to the earth.

- Wher he emerged from the vapour, which, like a cloud, tain beforehand what they might be; nor would you be had encircled the rainbow, he discovered the dwelling of able, even if they were there, to follow his rapid enunciation Vairaumati,

the fair mistress of the cottage, who became by their aid. You may" make yourself understood by the his wife. Every evening the descended on the rainbow, peasantry," but we defy them to return the compliment. and returned by the same pathway on the following morn- Bat worse remains behind. We doubt whether any person ing to the heavenly regions. His wife bore a son, whom who does not understand the language, can be taught to he called Hoa-tadbiri-te-rais friend, saered to the heavens., pronounce it by the aid of such a book as this. It is true,

“ The absence of Oro from this celestial companions, du- in giving utterance to the phrases it contains, according to ring the frequend visits he made to the cottage of Vairau- the rules of pronunciation which are laid down, we are not mati in the valley of Borabord, induced two of his younger speaking English,---but it does not follow that we are speakbrothers, Orotetela and Urutetefa, to leave their abode in ing Welch. Our friend the peasant would be just as apt the skies, and commence a search after him. Descending to turn on his heel with Dim Saesneg-after listening by the rainbow in the position in which he had placed it, they alighted on the earth rear the base of the red-ridged we have for these reasons deferred till another season

to us, as if we had been speaking English in good earnest. in their terrestrial habitation. Ashamed to boffer their salusthe tour which we projected into Wales, when Mr Rotations to him and his bride without a present, one of them berts's work was first put into our hands. In the meanwas transformed on the spot into a pig, and a bunch of uru, time, we have procured a Welsh grammar, and, under or red feathers. These acceptable presents the other offered the tuition of an old goat-a native of Wales, which we to the inmates of the dwelling, as a gift of congratulation. | purchased some years ago from the wife of a soldier in a

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marching regiment--we are making rapid progress in But as he spoke a tear fell through the light,
the language. After all, it is very absurd in these Welsh And, starting from his seat, he folded her
peasants not to speak or understand English. It gives Close to his heart, and with unsteady voice
one so much trouble.

Asked if she was not happy. A faint smile
Broke through her tears; and pushing off the hair

From his fine forehead, she held back his head

With her white hand, and gazing on his face

Gave to her heart free utterance : THE WIFE'S APPEAL. (Reprinted from the American Monthly Magazine of

“ Happy ?-yes, dearest—blest December 1830.)

Beyond the limit of my wildest dream He sat and read. A book with golden clasps,

Too bright, indeed, my blessings ever seem; Printed in Florence, letter'd as with jets

There lives not in my breast Set upon pearl, lay raised upon a frame.

One of Hope's promises by Love unkept,
Before him. 'Twas a volume of old time; 4

And yet--forgive me, Ernest I have wept.
And in it were fine mysteries of the stars
Solved with a cunning wisdom, and strange thoughts,

“ How shall I speak of sadness, Half prophecy, half poetry, and dreams

And seem not thankless to my God and thee ? Clearer than truth, and speculations wild

How can the lightest wish but seem to be
That touch'd the secrets of your very souly

The very whim of madness?
They were so based on Nature. With a facer ndio Yet, oh, there is a boon thy love beside
Glowing with thought, he pored upon the book isil And I will ask it of thee in my pride!
The cushions of an Indian loom lay soft
Beneath his limbs, and, as he turn!d the page,

“ List, while my boldness lingers ! The sunlight, streaming through the curtain's-fold, If thou hadst won yon twinkling star to hear theeFell on bis jewelld fingers, tinct with rose;

If thou couldst bid the rainbow's curve bend near thee And the rich woods of the quaint furniture

If thou couldst charm thy fingers
Lay deepening their vein'd colours in the sun is in st! To weave for thee the sunset's tent of gold-
And the stain'd marbles on their pedestals

Wouldst in tbine own heart treasure it untold ?
Stood like a silent company-Voltaire,
With an infernal sneer upon his lips,

“ If thou hadst Ariel's gift, And Socrates, with godlike human love

To course the veined metals of the earth Stamp'd on his countenance, and orators,

If thou couldst wind a fountain to its birth Of times gone by that made them, and old bards,

If thou couldst know the drift And Medicean Venus, half divine.

Of the lost cloud that sailed into the sky
Around the room were shelves of dainty lore,

Wouldst keep it for thine own unanswer'd ege?
And rich old pictures hung upon the walls
Where the slant light fell on them; and cased gems,

“ It is thy life and mine! Medallions, rare Mosaics, and antiques

Thou in thyself, and I in thee, misprison From Herculaneum, the niches fill'd.

Gifts like a circle of bright stars unrisenAnd on a table of enamel, wrought

For thou, whose mind should shine
With a lost art in Italy, there lay

Eminent as a planet's light, art here-
Prints of fair women, and engravings strange, wion Moved with the starting of a woman's tear!
And a new poem, and a costly toy,

" I have told o'er thy powers
And in their midst a massive lamp of bronze i spetser?!
Burning sweet spices constantly.' Asleep

In secret, as a miser tells his gold. Upon the carpet couch'd a graceful hound

I know thy spirit calm, and true, and bold Of a rare breed, and, as his master gáter!

I've watch'd' thy lightest hours, A murmur of delight at some sweet line,

And seen thee, in'the wildest flush of youth,
He raised his slender head, and kept his eye

Touch'd with the instinct ravishment of truth.
Upon him till the pleasant smile had passar dovesotho
From his mild lips, and then he slept again.

* Thou hust the secret strange

*Fuck To read that hidden book, the human heart The light beyond the crimson folds grew dusk,401 vind Thou hast the ready writer's practised art, And the clear letters of the pleasant book***7116

Thou hast the thought to range Mingled and blurr'd, and the lithe hound rose'up;

The broadest circles Intellect hath ran-
And, with his earnest eye upon the door,

And thou art God's best work an honest man!
Listen'd attentively. It came as wont-
The fall of a light foot upon the stairs

“ And yet thou slumberest here And the fond animal sprang out to meet

Like a caged bird that never knew its pinions, His mistress, and caress the ungloved hand

And others track in glory the dominions He seem'd to know was beautiful. She stoop'd

Where thou hast not thy peerGracefully down, and touch'd his silken ears

Setting their weaker eyes unto the sun, As she pass'd in---then, with a tenderness

And plucking honour that thou shouldst have woni. Half playful and half serious, she knelt Upon the ottoman, and press'd' her lips

“Oh, if thon lovedst me ever, Upon her husband's forehead.

Ernest, my husband! If the idolatry

That lets go heaven to fling its all on thee She rose and put the curtain folds aside

If to dismiss thee never From the high window, and look'd out upon

In dream or prayer, have given me aught to claimThe shining stars in silence. “ Look they not

Heed me oh heed me! and awake to Fame !" Like Paradises to thine eye ?” he said * In a review of some American periodicals in our last, we pro Closed with an earnest sweetness, and she sat

Her lips mised to lay this beautiful poem before our readers on an early occasion, and now hasten to redeem our promise.

Gazing into his eyes as if her look

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