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The bustle in the port below, and the songs of the fishermen,

called me up at an early hour. I hastened to Leander's apartment to call him to the breakfast table, when, to my great surprize, I found the bird was flown : and upon the escritoire the following memorandum :

NAMES OF THE NAUTILUS.
In French-Papirace.
In Italian-Palpo Moscardino.
In Swedish Papper Skeppet.

And by others-Argonaut, &c.
Mr. Pope says, respecting it,

“Who taught the little Nautilus to sail,

To spread his fins and catch the fav’ring gale?” From these observations, I concluded my friend Leander had been dreaming all night on the beauties of the Nautilus, the utility of the Archimedian screw, and the wonders of Providence in the great waters. Leander, it appeared, had been up long before me, and had disturbed the tradesman at the public library, where, to his inexpressible gratification, he found in the bookseller's catalogue a translation from the learned Romphius, on the shelly creation ; from this book he had made the foregoing remarks, and was just gone with his little bag in his hand, to glean from the sands and the pebbles the conchyla in greater abundance.

I had scarce sat down, when my friend entered the room of refreshments, but with a countenance very unlike that he exhibited when I overtook him in the High-street, Margate, going to listen to a rhapsody from the methodistman, lately a tripe-seller in Pudding-lane; his skin appeared clearer, and upon his cheek was the faint glow of returning health---bis eyes were of a brighter lustre, and his spirits more elevated than I had for some time observed them, and the whole man was evidently changed for the better : he told me of his success, and the resolution he had formed, which nothing human should remove :--- Since I find this new pursuit so well accord with my recovery (said Leander) I am determined to explore all the southern coasts of Britain, from the North Foreland to the Land's End, and with the help of Romphius to collect the shelly treasures of the ocean, and to classify my labours, and upon my return to the metropolis, shew my friends what activity a saline air and perseverance can do for a valetudinarian; and I will bring with me such a volume of information, as shall make them all wonder at the chąnge. I have just sent (continued Leander) by the post, to Dr. Drenchum, to discontinue his medicines, for the only physic I shall take in future will be early rising, and the morning air ; to inhale the sea breezes on the pebbled beach, and live with temperance. My labours by day shall be gratefully applied to the study of nature, and my evenings be closed with early repose.

I now perceived my old friend had completely mounted his hobby, and I congratulated him with sincerity on the event, enjoining him to continue the new pursuit, until the goddess Hygeia had rewarded him with her wreath of roses ; and now being called to the great city, I leaped into the Ramsgate hoy, passed the Downs in safety, and the next day found myself at my habitation.

Nor did my friend Leander relax in his resolution, but rode his new hobby with the utmost perseverance. The fanatic was wholly done away for the philosopher; he rose with the lark, and went to bed with the robin, and his eyes again became as brilliant as the morning star ; his voice was musical as the shepherd's pipe upon the mountains ; he forgot all the rhapsodies of Humguffinism, but humbly and wisely contemplated the Creator in his wonderful works, and became more and more grateful to Providence, as they enlarged the compass of his ductile mind : to be brief,

« He once more became a man !" By the winter Leander returned to town, with a fine car. go of shells selected from the shores of his native country; which, with the help of the learned Romphius, he so ar. ranged as to form a desirable cabinet for all such as approve the fancy, and prefer the adoration of God in his works, to the crude dreams of the fanatic, and he once more became the delight of his city friends : nor was this all the advantage he derived from his labours, for his collections being judiciously classified by the help of Romphius, they were brought under the hammer of the eloquent Christie, and sold for a sum that perfectly liquidated the expenses of his conchological investigations.

T. NICHOLLS. P.S. On a future day 'I shall again take up the subject of hobby-horsical pursuits, and endeavour to shew that the mind of man has at all times a claim upon rational indulgencies, and if we are not permitted to ride our hobbies unmolested, we may become as the caput mortuum, that no menstruum can resolve, no spirit vivify, no reasoning recti. fy, or medicine restore.

SHROVE TUESDAY ;

Or, Pancake-Day in London.

(Concluded from page 37.)

The hour was fix'd, 'twas when the Bell at Bow

Began to knell, to call to morning pray'r ;
Then 'prentice lads aside their works might throw,

And seek the mansion of the good Lord May’r.
The morning came, ah ! let impatience tell,

How still each urchin lent his watchful ear ;
And now from Bow resounds the welcome bell,

And now they strike and don their sunday gear.
Away fly tools and implements aside,

The streets are crowded with a joyful throng ;
Sir Simon's name thro' every ward is cry'd,

By ev'ry wanton as he sends along.
All Draper's || $ Gardens to the gates were spread,

With benches fit to entertain the guest;
On came the pancakes, and the while they fed,

The City minstrels play'd, and did their best.
O'twould have made you smile to've seen the cooks,

Striving who best should serve the rich supply;
And then to mark the urchin's wishful looks,

As brown'd the treasure in the sav'ry fry.
Some, the more restive, from their stations ran

To help the fires, and some to mischief prone,
Snatch'd the hot manchets from the hissing pan,

Scalding their nimble fingers to the bone.
To see their faces wreath in many a form,

As pass’d the burning morsels thro’ their lips;
Was full enough to raise up laughter's storm,

Tho' gravity upheld correction's whips.
Swift from the ladles round the batter flew,

And o'er the pilferer's sunday coats bespread;
For who in peace his labour could pursue,

While decency and order thus were fled ?

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AS Sir Simon kept his Mayoralty at the Draper's Hall, there being at that time no fixed habitation for the Chief Magistrate of the City of London, &c.

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Such peals of laughter rend the quiet air,

As with the rest the boys bespatter'd mix;
As when Jack-pudding at a Country fair,

Shews to the gaping crowd his monkey tricks.
But these to quiet were again restor’d,

And sweetly play'd the pipers all the while;
When from the windows kindly bow'd my Lord,
And

many a lady gay was 'seen to smile.
Now cups of wine in temp’rate sort was dealt,

For more than needful must not be allow'd;
O! what a glow the generous

donor felt,
To see the bliss that reign'd among the crowd.
The feast was ended, and the good Lord Mayor,

Bad them all welcome, and retire in peace;
And promis'd this—it soon should be his care,

To fix the custom never more to cease.
He fix'd the custom, as old records tell,

And ever since the lads of London round,
Forego their labours when the pancake bell,

From Bow's tall steeple spreads its cheerful sound.
Tho'surly gravity condemn the tale,

Or scorn Sir Simon for his friendly part;
Still London lads shall take the rich regale,

And bless the donor for his lib'ral heart.

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Holcroft's " Tale of Mystery" performed at Covent Garden in 1802, was, we believe, the first productions of the English stage to which the appellation of Melo-drama was affixed. Since that period, the rage for these compositions bas constantly been increasing, till it has at last attained to such a height, that poor Tragedy and Comedy appear to stand a fair chance of being in a short time wholly excluded from the seat of their ancient dominion. The growth of merit, however, in these eccentric dramas has been exactly iu

To be continued.

ORIGINAL POETRY,

(Extracted from the Champion.)

LINES,
HUPPOSËD TO BE WRITTEN BY MADAME D'ANGLADE,

DURING HER IMPRISONMENT, AS RELATED IN LIS
CAUSES CELEBRES OF THE FRENCË:

The misfortunes of the Duke D'Anglade are generally known, and have excited much interest from the elegant pen of Mrs. Opię. The Count died in banishment, and his Lady in prison, after being coovicted of theft by the evidence of villaios, who were themselves afterwards tried and condemnod for the offence, and the ingocence of the une kappy D'Anglade, too late discovered!

The night is drear-Do bcam my cell befriends,
No ray from heaven'its cheerful gleaming lendas
The waning moon is up, but vainly tries, ';
To pierce the gloomy horror of the skies"; •
The winds, though howling, heedless of my grief,
Yield as they pass, my fever'd braio relief,
Burst from the shatter'd clouds now lightnings glare,
And thunders roar along the troubled air !
Now let the wretches tremble, who so, late :
Renounced their God, and wrought our cruel fåte !
For them alone the stormy wrath be given,
Blast with its frowns, and teacha too late of heaven!
• O. no 101 rather tet repeothace come,
And snatch them from the terrors of the tomb !
Pale, motionless, from earth my eyes I raise,
And calmly passive on the tempest gaze s
From Nature's desolation still to find, intyy
Horrors that rage congenial' with my mind!
The blast that sweepe destruction as it dies,
Responsive seems to echo back my sighs,
The moon ja hid with an impervious shadt,
Dark as my soul, by sorrows, hopeless, made!
But soon, pale orb! O! soon thou wilt retoro,
The story be hush'd, and leave me stițl ta mouta
The blast with morning beam will be effac'd,
Like track of keel o'er ocean's surface trac'd,
Not so, the grief that doth my bosom fill,
Morning returas-my heart is beating still !
Obdurate tenant of my aching breast.
Io vain I seek from thee eternal rest!
Forgive me heaven lmdespair can urge no more

O yet forgive limfor yet I must deplore !
Vol. II.

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