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difficulty to ascertain what he was worth. The farm which his father had cultivated, and the house in which he had dwelt, belonged to Sir Arthur Bradley; but the furniture of the house, and the stock of the farm, after payment of his father's debts, belonged to Ferdinand: therefore, the heir with a laudable diligence and priety of procedure, set himself to examine into the amount of the debts and the extent of the property; and, when he set the one against the other, they seemed so well fitted, as if they had been made for one another; and, thus, when all was settled, nothing remained. Ferdinand consulted with his friends what was best to be done. He spoke first to the parish-clerk, his old schoolmaster; and he was decidedly of opinion that Ferdinand had better consult his friends. With this recommendation he called



parson, who was exactly of the same opinion as the clerk, saying, that the best thing that he could do, would be to consult his friends. From the parson he went to Sir Arthur himself, who gave him a most cordial reception, shook him by the hand with condescension, and expressed his great readiness to serve the young man, according to the best of his power. That was just the thing that Ferdinand wanted.

“Do you intend to carry on the farm ?” said the worthy Baronet.

“I should be very happy to do so,” replied Ferdinand, “only I have no capital, and I don't very well understand farming."

Those were certainly objections, and the baronet saw the force of them, and he replied, saying, “ The best thing that you can do is to consult your friends, and see if they can assist you."

Now Ferdinand Harwood, who had talents equal to anything, found himself at a loss to discover his friends. Very likely he is not the first in the world that has been so puzzled. For a few weeks he was invited, now to this neighbour's, and now to that; not so much, it appeared, out of compassion to his wants, as out of compliment to his genius; but this sort of thing cannot last long; people in the country prefer pudding to poetry, and they cannot think why people who have hands should not support themselves. So they one and all began to think and say, that it was a pity a young man of such ability as Ferdinand Harwood should bury his talents in a country village; that London was the only place in the world for a genius to thrive in; and thus they unanimously recommended him to try his fortune in London. Kind-hearted people do not like to see their friends starve, and it is rather expensive to feed them, so they endeavour to get rid of them. The parishclerk knew nothing of London, but the parson did, and was ready enough to give Ferdinand letters of introduction to some men of letters, by whose means he might be brought into notice. The baronet also was willing to give him five guineas towards paying his expenses; and the parish-clerk was willing to give him a copy of Cocker's Arithmetic, to teach him how to make the best use of his five guineas. With five guineas, Cocker's Arithmetic, Thomson's Seasons, and Young's Night Thoughts, and the blessings and good wishes of the whole parish, who were proud of his talents

He was,

and glad to get rid of him, Ferdinand journeyed to London, in search of a livelihood and immortality. All the way along did he amuse himself with thoughts of what should be his first literary production—whether an epic poem, or a tragedy; anything lower he thought would be degrading. At length, when he entered the great city, he was full of poetry and covered with dust. Nine o`clock at night, in Fetter-Lane, in the middle of March, iś not a very poetical season; nor are the sights, sounds, and smells, of the closer parts of a great metropolis, vastly conducive to inspiration. Ferdinand could not help congratulating the Dryads, Oreads, Nymphs, and Fauns, that they were not under the necessity of putting up even for a single night, at the White Horse, Fetter Lane-a very good inn, no doubt, in its way, but far from being a poetical object to the eye of an unsophisticated villager.

It was the first concern of our genius to deliver his letters of introduction, in which he supposed, of course, that he was described as a genius of the first order, and by means of which he expected to receive a cordial and admiring welcome. therefore, not a little surprised to hear, from the very first person to whom he presented himself, that the present was the very worst time for any one to come to London with a view to literary success.

“Which do you think would be the best time?" said Ferdinand, with much seriousness and sincerity, and with a real desire of information.

“ You are disposed to be waggish," said his new friend.

There, however, the worthy gentleman was in error; for Ferdinand Harwood was as little inclined to waggery as any man living. He was a perfect realist; he thought that everything was what it was: he knew that people did laugh sometimes, but he could not tell why they laughed, nor did he know what they langhed at, besides, ho was a genius, and there was a solemnity in genius incompatible with laughter and waggery, especially in the higher order of geniuses-that is, epic poem and tragedy geniuses.

When he had presented all his letters of introduction, he found that all were unanimous in the opinion that the present was the worst possible time for a young man to come to London on a literary speculation. But there was another point on which they were also unanimous, and that was a most important one-they were all quite willing, and would be most happy, to do anything to serve him. With this consoling thought, he betook himself to his lodgings, and set about writing an epic poem.

What great genius, or what a very small stomach, a man must have who can write an epic poem in less time than he can spend five guincas in victuals and drink and lodging !--especially when one pound sixteen shillings and sixpence have been deducted from that sum for travelling expenses. But with genius so great, or with stomach so small, Ferdinand Harwood was not gifted; therefore, his money was all gone before his epic poem was finished. That was • a pity. Still there was no need to be cast down, for he could but VOL. 11. NO. XII

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call on those friends who would be most happy to do any thing to serve him. He called accordingly; but that very thing which would have been of the greatest immediate service to him, viz, a dinner, none of them would give him: he did not ask them, to be surebut it was their business to ask him: it was not, however, their pleasure. Generous people, I have frequently had oc. casion to observe, like to do good in their own way—they object to all kind of dictation: so it was with Ferdinand Harwood's friends. They did not give him a dinner, which, at best, could have served him but a single day. They gave him good advice enough to last him for many months; they recommended him to finish his poem as soon as he could, and, in the mean time, perhaps, his friends, they said, would afford him some temporary assistance. “Alack! alack !” said Ferdinand to himself, “ I wish my friends would tell me who my friends are !".

It happened, in the course of his multifarious reading, that Ferdinand had somewhere seen it set down in print that booksellers are the best patrons of genius; so he went to a very respectable bookseller, and, after waiting two hours and three quarters, was admitted to an audience. Ferdinand thought he had never seen such a nice man in his life—so pleasant, so polite, such a praytake-a-chair-ative style of address, that, by a hop, skip, and jump effort of imagination, · Ferdinand, with his mind's eye, saw his poem already printed, and felt his mind's fingers paddling among the sovereigns he was to receive for the copyright. At the mention of an epic poem, the bookseller looked serious; of course, it is all right that he should look soman epic poem is a serious matter. "What is the subject--sacred or profane?"

Sacred, by all means," replied Ferdinand; I would not for the world write any thing profane.'

“Certainly not," said the bookseller; "I have a great abhorrence of profanity. What is the title of your poem?"

6. The Leviticus: I am doing the whole book of Leviticus into blank verse.

It appears to me to be a work that is very much wanted, it being almost the only part of the sacred scriptures that has not been versified.”

The bookseller looked more serious, and said, “I am afraid, sir, that I cannot flatter you with any great hopes of success, for poetry is not in much request, and especially sacred poetry—and, more especially still, epic poetry."

* Now, that is passing strange!" said Ferdinand, “ Poetry not in request ! Pardon me, sir; you ought of course to know your own business; but I can assure you that poetry is very much in request. Is not Milton's Paradise Lost in every library and have not I, at this very moment, the tenth edition of Young's Night Thoughts in my pocket ?"

“Ail that may be true," replied the bookseller, relaxing from his seriousness into an involuntary smile; but modern poetry, less of very decided excellence, meets with no encouragement.”

To be continued.)


Domestic Intelligence.

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The whole of our Domestic Intelligence is exíracted from the Journals of the Island

with trifiing alterations. The performances of the theatre for quick’ to the Main Guard, rattled the the last month, have been particularly engine there deposited in capital style to interesting and well supported. Among the spot. Colonel Leahy, Adjutant other additions to our corps dramatique, Young, and several other officers atis Mr. and Mrs. Mackay, and an ama- tended on both occasions, with the least teur, Mr. Smee, who performed three possille delay. It is also due to the nights the character of Shylock, in the town police to state, that under Mr. Merchant of Venice. Mr. Smee's Chief Constable Morgan, they brought Shylock,” is spoken of with delight, the engine in their charge to both places by every person who has visited the The- with the utmost expedition, having atre, indeed that gentleman's perform- reached Mr. Lowes's before the military. ances are considered excellent. He is The state of these men is highly creditthe only person we have witnessed on able to the whole department. our stage, who has any pretensions to a No wonder that there is so much tragic part. We'anticipate much plea- complaint of excessive imports, when sure from a future performance of this our confectioners receive consignGentleman in the New Theatre.

ments,” some of them of five hundred The four bushrangers, Ward, New- pounds value at once. We perceive, man, Buchan, and Dawson, were on by a circular generally distributed, that Wednesday last found guilty of burglary, Nir. Hedger, in Elizabeth-street, next to and were sentenced for execution on Mr. Guy's, has just opened one of the Monday, Feb. 17th at Launceston, but most choice investnients of every thing we believe and hope tlieir lives will yet in the confectionery line, which the be spared.

most fastidious palate can require. The A few days back, Britton and his manner in which the London artists murderous gang plundered a house or get up” these tons bons, is calculated hut of Mr. Field's, near Westbury; to charm the eye, as well as the taste. and since then, they made a constable It is well worth while to look in at Mr. kneel, on the road, while they felt his Hedger’s, when both sensos may be fully head for a scar, which another constable gratified. they are seeking to murder, is said to be The Rev. Mr. Bedford, sen., having marked by:

gone upon a clerical expedition to the On Friday, Feb. I, the town was suly- interior, Mr. Bedford, jun. performs the jected to no less than two alarms of service of St. David's Church at present. fire. The first was at the premises of We heard the Reverend Gentleman for Mr. Smails, carpenter, in Campbell-st., the first time on Sunday, 9th inst. His where unfortunately, a work-shop con- delivery is good-his pronunciation artaining a quantity of valuable materials, curate, and his manner correct.

We was consumed before the flames could learn that Trinity Church, where the be subdued, although the two town en- Rural Dean, Mr. Palmer, ofic ates, gines were brought to the spot with the being now conveniently fitted up for the utmost promptitude. The second was accommodation of the public, possesses at Mr. Lowes's, and threatened more a very numerous and respectable conserious consequences; but the imme- gregaton. Its situation is anything but diate supply of water--the instant atten- suited to the demand of this large and dance of the engines.--and the assistance wide spreading town, as the common zealously afforded by a multitude of all coup d'ail from any of the surrounding classes, extinguished the fire with little eminences will prove at once, the whole damage. It was bighly creditable to the of the very numerous western and south21st regiment, the alacrity and spirit ern inhabitants have been entirely thrown with which they hurried out upon these out of consideration. The erection of alarms reaching them, and proceeding even a Chapel, at the Penites tiary, we in excellent order at a rapid double consider wholly unnecessary, for the

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best of reasons, that we consider the it, to be Britton's gang. A comfortable Penitentiary itself entirely so ! It is a hut in the centre of a vegetable garden monstrous evil, the collection of one in full crop, attracted Mr. Bonney's nothousand miserable wretches in this town, tice when far in an almost impenetrable every one of whom might be, and ought scrub, of considerable breadth, and exto be employed-spread---not congre- tenuing upwards of ten miles in length. gated over the interior. There is no ex- Many trunks, containing stolen procuse for this but one !

perty, and a large quantity of loose plunThe Colonial Times seems to oppose der, was piled against the sides of the what we consider a most rational amuse, hut, amongst which the greater part of ment, viz., the playing of the Band. The that stolen from Mr. Waddingham was Times says, “ Tíow delightful it is to hear discovered. Here, the Colonists of Van the band on Sunday night!” This is in the Diemen's Land have another undeniable mouth of every assigned servant in the proof of the prison discipline exercised town, male and female. “I must have a under the administration of Lieutenant new bonnet, and a new gown, and I know, Governor Arthur, their Governor. too, how to get them, even if I get the Within a mile or two of a considerable Factory the next day,” say the women township, actually a military station, servants in every house in the town. It bush rangers have a “den”-in the shape would be cruel to prevent such delight- of a highly cultivated farm--and have, ful assenblies, as

are now collected no doubt, enjoyed, undisturbed, secuevery night. Besides, how could the rity in it for years. Well, it is time a

· Black Horse," and the other licensed change took place some wbere. Britton houses get on, to say nothing of the " has been out, we believe, more than licensed,” with the little snug back par- five years, and has of course, always lours, which every Sunday night are had associates. Now, at the expiration now so fully occupied ? oh! it is a fine of that period, His Excellency is pleased thing, the band on the Sunday nights to offer a reward of 200 sovereigns for llobait Town is then alive!

his capture. Why was it not done at The same Journal, in speaking of first? Two hundred sovereigns is likethe New Theatre, says :-“We knew wise offered for Browne; if captured by how it would be! when we earo a prisoner, a free pardon in addition, that Ginger-beer,” was called for and £30 to carry him home. by the ultra elegantes in the dress The most convenient place for the band toxes at the Theatre, we expected that to perform, would be on the New Whart, Gin itself would not be a long way off. just under the Government-house, where It is said that the little fracas the other there is an excellent promenade. By night between Paddy and Pedro arose thus accommodating the public, Cofrom being both three sheets in the wind. lonel Leahy would deserve thanks, and We are glad to hear that Mr. Cameron of course, His Excellency would be has closed with Mr. Deane, and that the pleased to further the wishes of the peoTheatre is to be removed with as little ple. delay as possible. There are many draw- We are happy to see Mr. Forster, our backs attendant upon a play-house, at a worthy chief magistrate, has again retavern, as Mr. Cameron has no doubt sumed his sittings at the police office ; fully discovered.”

his presence there, has of late been much The oldest hands in the Colony, ne- required. ver recollect a season like the present We would call the serious attention one-with the exception of three days, it of the Public at large, to the nineteenth can scarcely be said to have rained for section of the New Police Act, relating nearly three months. The consequence to the control of dogs--as several dog's, is, that all kinds of feed for the cattle in pursuance of that Act, have been during the next winter, will be extremely seized by the constables and destroyed, scarce and high priced,

no person having claimed them. To reWe bave been informed that Mr. Bon- medy this inconvenience, and often preney, Chief District Constable at West- serve a valuable dog, a collar would anbury, discovered, not long since, one swer every purpose. It will be seen, by of the haunts of bushrangers, supposed, the Police Report, the result of two fioin particular property discovered about cases, where dogs have been seized. !!

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