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some part of it, to receive a due shrine in the church at the foot of Ararat. But ere he had gone far over the snows of the last terrible regions of ice and cold, he fell asleep, and an angel appearing to him, in a vision, told him, that beyond such a point no mortal since the descent of Noah was permitted to pass; but that, in reward to the singular piety of the convent, a heavenly messenger had been commanded to bring to this, its devout brother, a plank of the holy ship; which, at his awaking, he would find at his side. When the monk arose, he found it was as the angel had said, and the remainder of the long story may easily be guessed at.' (To be continued.)

The Third Tour of Dr. Syntax in search of a Wife. A Poem. 8vo. pp. 279. London, 1821.

A WRITER who has contributed so largely to the amusement of the public, as the author of Dr. Syntax, though certainly entitled to retire at his own time, cannot, however, be quitted without regret; and although he is an octogenarian, and it would seem cruel to send a person of his age again on his travels, yet we confess we are sorry that he declares this to be his last tour, and has actually consigned the worthy hero of his muse to the tomb. The Third Tour of Dr. Syntax' is written in the same pleasingly tripping style as the preceding ones; the incidents are all natural, and are narrated so familiarly as to present themselves before us at once, were they not aided by the cellent designs of Rowlandson. The doctor, in his search for a wife, meets with a variety of adventures, and after making some overtures to ladies who did not entertain them, he at length met a more compliant fair, and was married. The happy pair retired to the rectory, where they had only passed two summers, when, during a fishing excursion on the Lakes, Mrs. Syntax fell into the water, when the doctor instantly

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To call him, with a life renew'd,
To the bright guerdon of the good.'
The funeral of the worthy doctor
concludes the volume:—
When the good man had breath'd his last,
Poor Mrs. Syntax stood aghast ;.
Then clos'd her pale cheek to his face,
And clasp'd him in a long embrace :
Nor did she on the horror wait,
To contemplate the work of fate;
But to the hall in hurry hied,
With little Johnny by her side.
She told her state, pale as despair,
And fill'd the house with sorrow there.
Thus SYNTAX clos'd his life's career,

With all to hope and nought to fear.
The frequent tear still in his eyes,
Worthy prepar'd the obsequies-
With all due rites to grace the end
Of his belov'd lamented friend.
When he was borne along the green!
O'twas a melancholy scene,

What train of mourners did appear, And scarce an eye without a tear;No toil the harvest fields display, it seem'd grief's mournful holiday. The village wept,-the hamlets round, Crowded the consecrated ground; And waited there to see the endOf pastor, teacher, father, friend! When in the cold ground he was laid, Poor Patrick, from his trembling spade, Could scarce the light dust scatter o'er The form which he should see no more. At first the bursting sorrow came In floods, upon the widow'd dame; But, by affection's care consol'd, Unruly grief was soon control'd; Religion, too, had taught her mind, In law divine, to be resign'd; Though, for the rankling heart-felt wound, A perfect cure was never found. O'twas a loss! the blessing flewTh' enjoyment and the prospect too! It was a tranquil calm delight; No glare,-but ev'ry day was bright. Through life's lone way she travell'd on, In gloomy guise, with Little John, The relict of the man they lov'd, While Dicky Bend, and his fond wife, She still the Worthies' kindness prov'd; Had been and were her friends through life. But, once a year, affection's claim, The pilgrim widow always came Beside his tomb who died for her; To Sommerden, to shed a tear And Little John, as there he kneit, Was taught to weep for what she felt; And, as he wept, be scarce knew why, Lisp'd the instinctive agony. The tomb, near path-way side appear'd, By Worthy's sadden'd friendship rear'd: Near it, the dark o'erspreading yew, Sheds tears of morn and evening dew; And, as the sculpture meets the eye, The consequences were, however," ALAS, POOR SYNTAX!" with a sigh, fatal to the doctor, who was taken ill the next morning; the lancet and blisters were applied in vain, and he was conveyed to bed

Plung'd into the wave,

The darling of his life to save,-
When Patrick follow'd, nothing loth,
And flound'ring, nearly drown'd them both;
But they were near the grassy shore,
And all the danger soon was o'er.'

"Torpor then o'er his senses crept,
And he appear'd as if he slept;
But Death had given the final stroke,
For from that sleep he never woke;
Nor will he e'er again awake,
Till Creation's self shall shake,
And the last trump its silence break,

Is read by every passer by;
And wakes the pensive thought sincere,

For ever sad!-for ever dear!

My verse has now no more to tell,
The story's done.-SYNTAX-farewell!"

Alas! poor Syntax,' we involuntarily exclaim, but cannot yet say farewell,' until we have introduced thee to our readers in a less painful character than in thy tomb. In the tour of the doctor, he encounters a Miss

Crotchet, who he was told prided her--
self on her musical attainments; the
doctor, therefore, to please the lady,
mentioned the subject of harmony :-
'Please her it did, for off she ran
With the same thought,-and thus began.
"You doctor, as I understand,
Are fit to aid an opera band;

And, therefore, you may scarce incline
To add to such a cross as mine:
But if your powers will condescend
To treat me as a common friend,
You shall, sir, in the evening try
My little school of harmony.
It is not oft 'mong ladies seen,
But I play on the violin.

To touch the harp and the piano,
Is what each farmer's daughter can do ;
And therefore 'tis I wish to move
With those who by their science prove
An honour to the art I love.
Hence my fond mind is solely bent
To chuse this arduous instrument.
I have a foreign person here,
Who at our dinner will appear,
A widow of the music tribe,
Whom. I with handsome salr'y bribe
To live with me in friendly guise,
As mistress of my harmonies:
She plays the bass, blows the bassoon,
And keeps the instruments in tune;
Teaches the parish boys to sing
Psalms, anthems, and God save the King.".

'At length came the appointed hour
When, in the garden's gawdy bow'r,
Where flowers and climbing plants o'eriaid,
Combin'd to form a scented shade,
These vot'ries of sweet sounds appear
To wake Apollo's list'ning ear

Miss C began with furious force,
The doctor followed her of course,
While the old dame, with slower pace,
Came rumbling after on the bass;
But 'ere they got to the conclusion,
Th' harmonious piece was all confusion.
If great Corelli, from the dead,
Could have rais'd his list'ning head
And just then heard his mangled strain;
He would have wish'd to die again.
Miss was too fast by many a bar,
The old one was behind as far,
While Syntax strove their faults to cover
By smoth'ring one and then the other.
"O ho," he whisper'd, "this same trio
Will shortly end in my Addio."
-He thought at least he would be civil
And try to check the coming evil;
For he saw in Miss Crotchet's face
That rage was working his disgrace.
"If music be the food of love,
Let us another trio prove,"
Syntax exclaim'd; when she replied,
"I tell you I am petrified;
To me, you humstrum, it appears,
That you have neither eyes nor ears;
You could as well bestride the moon,
As keep your time or stop in tune;
And 'twas, in an extreme degree,
Impertinence to play with me."
-Instead of time he thought he'd beat,
With all good manners a retreat;
But in retiring from the threat,
With which he thought he was beset,
He overturn'd the o'ergrown fiddle,
And set his foot plump in the middle?
The crash produc'd a shriek of rage,
Which nought he utter'd could assuage,

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Oliver Cromwell and his Times.

By Thomas Cromwell. (Concluded from p. 339.) In the trial of Charles, Cromwell does not appear to have taken any prominent part, although his name stands the third in the list of signatures to the warrant for beheading the unfortunate monarch. Cromwell,' says our author, to hide the perturbation of his soul, enacted his part with an affectation of sport.' The sport, it appears, consisted in joking with Henry Marten, by marking each others faces with the

pen,

death.

previous tou subscribing their names to a mandate that consigned their sovereign to an ignominious It has been often asserted, on the authority of a passage in Spence's Anecdotes, that Cromwell wished to save the King, but there appears little ground for the assertion, and if he did not give an active, it was at least an uninterrupted acquiesence in all the proceedings against him.

in the name of the Parliament, setting
forth the grounds of his hostile march,
was singularly enough addressed,-
To all that are saints, and partakers
of the faith of God's elect in Scotland.'
In the early part of the war, he was not
very successful, and his army had from
various causes suffered immense losses,
which made him determine to re-

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Previously to resolving upon this step, Cromwell, stung by the pertinacity of the Scots, himself, on one occasion, headed a 'forlorn' against two or three thousand of their horse, who were drawn out on the west side of the city, hoping to bring them to a conflict; but they retreated immediately upon his appearance. One of them, however, fired a carbine at him as he "went before" his men; upon which Cromwell hallooed to the Scotchman, that "if he had been one of his soldiers, he would have cashiered him for firing at such a distance!" The man, having formerly served in England under Leslie, knew the general, and, coming over to him, told him he was "Cromwell himself," and that he had seen him in Yorkshire with his master, (Leslie.)'

camp; upon which he at once daringly exclaimed, "God is delivering them into our hands!-They are coming down to

us !"

neral attack; and, instantly arraying all He had not purposed waiting the gehis remaining forces, he led them to meet the deluge of Scottish war that in reality was soon seen sweeping from their hills. Coming up with the rear of the troops who were still in close conflict with the Scottish right, he ordered an extension of his line, by which he brought both armies into a position to be "engaged all over the field." The meeting on either, side was more than commonly determined; the Scotch rushing forward with the confidence resulting both from their individual bravery and thesense of their so greatly superior strength; the English advancing with that cool energy, the source of so many triumphs recorded in their history, and which, on so many other occasions, has taught them how to derive victory from desperate circumstances, Almost, from the first clash of the hostile weapons, it became apparent to which side the victóry would incline. Never did Cromwell more enthusiastically, and yet more calmly, exert himself: never, with his slightly Cromwell, drawing his force, which silvered locks, and piercing looks of stern scarcely numbered twelve thousand composure, did he appear so like the anmen, towards Dunbar, shipped his cient genius of war, less contending for an uncertain triumph, than assuring it to heavy baggage and the sick, when the every soldier of the little band in whose Scots' army, twenty-seven thou-every breast his energies expanded. In sand strong, closely followed him. A the thick of the fight, the sun then rising battle was now inevitable, and Crom- in majesty from the sea, he seized upon well, though feeling the difficulties of his appearance with a poet's feeling, unithis situation, was not dismayed ;

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Accordingly, on the night preceding the memorable 3rd of September, 1650, he called his principal officers together, and gave general instructions to his army -to" seek the Lord," the customary ex

ed with an intense conviction of the pre-
sence and favour of the god of battles;
crying aloud, "Now let God arise, and
his enemies shall be scattered!" And
which the Scots derived from their num
in truth, vain were all the advantages
bers, and from the pouring of their masses
down, while the English had to toil and
fight their way up, the steep hills of this
bloody contest. In something more than
an hour, during which, but for Cromwell's
well-judged flanking attack, (whereby se-
veral bodies of the Scots, when once
routed, themselves routed entire regiments
in their rear,) every man in his army
might have been at least twice met by an
opponent, the enemy were thrown into
inextricable confusion. In a few minutes,
the route along their own line was then
complete, and the English had "the
miles.
chase and execution of them near eight

The death of the King was followed by the abolition of the House of Peers which was declared to be useless and dangerous. A council of state was appointed, and the commons, to put pression for prayer in that day. After the finishing hand to their work, order-their devotions, he assumed his wonted ed the statues of the late King at St. serenity of manner and countenance; and Paul's and the Royal Exchange, to be feeling, as he said, his heart enlarged, and taken down, and in the niche where his spirits quieted, he bade them "all the latter stood, they caused the fol- take heart, for God had certainly heard the latter stood, they caused the fol-them, and would appear for them." As lowing inscription to be substituted: the daylight Broke, they walked in the EXIT TYRANNUS REGUM ULTIMUS." Earl of Roxburgh's gardens; from Six months after the death of the whence, through the morning mists, they King, Cromwell was sent to Ireland could indistinctly trace the extended (too as the Parliament's Lord-lieutenant, extended) position of their enemies. On where, by the celerity of his movements, the preceding evening, Cromwell's tact his military severities, and his well had detected an error in the posture of timed clemency, he in less than nine he thought an advantage might be detheir right, towards the sea, from which months reduced the island to submisrived; noticing this to those around him, When Cromwell returned from his sion. His career in Ireland is de- they concurred with him in the idea; and Scottish campaign, he began seriously scribed by his biographer as execu- he had dispatched, during the darkness, a to aim at absolute power, and consulttioner-like,' and his ferocity in the mi-detachment to turn the flank of the Scots in ed Whitelock on the subject of the litary slaughter of nearly three thou- that direction. This detachment attacked probable consequences of a man taking sand men within the walls of a subdued the enemy at six in the morning, on the upon him to be a king.' Whitelock town, which he directed and personally eminence where they were posted, and was against it. Soon afterwards Cromthe superintended at Drogheda, is an in- put them in some disorder. Just as well dissolved the Parliament by a midelible stain on his memory. manoeuvre on this flank was, therefore, taking effect, Cromwell, still watching the litary force; and it is one among the Scots through his prospective glass, per- thousand instances of the subserviency ceived a general stir throughout their of the public journals to the powers that

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Cromwell's next campaign was against the Scots, and his Declaration,

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be, to find in the Mercurius Politicus,' the authorized gazette of the time, the following notice of this event:

"Westminster, April 20. The Lord General delivered in Parliament divers reasons wherefore a present period should be put to the sitting of this Parliament; and it was accordingly done; the Speaker and the members all departing. The grounds of which proceeding will (its probable) be shortly made public."

Every day and every measure tended to strengthen the power of Cromwell, and on the 16th of December, 1653, he was ceremoniously inaugurated Lord Protector, in the Chancery Court, at Westminster, in which office he gained the respect of all the courts of Europe; and it must be admitted that, during the time of his government, the character of England was maintained with all foreign powers.

Cromwell called a new and what he called a free Parliament; but he assumed an unwarrantable dictatorship, and although he found it tolerably compliant, yet he dissolved it on the 22d of January, 1655. His speech to the members on this occasion, contains some curious passages. Speaking of the necessity he should be under to raise money and do other things for the benefit of the nation, without parliamentary authority, he observes that

some may,

phemy is this! because that men are
without God in this world, and walk not
with him, and know not what it is to pray
or believe, and to receive returns from
God, and to be spoken unto by the spirit
of God, who speaks without a written
word sometimes, yet according to it.
Therefore, whatever you may judge men
for, and say this man is cunning, poli-
tic, and subtle,'-take heed, again I say,
how you judge of His revolutions as the
products of men's inventions.""

Whatever may be said in favour of
Cromwell's government, so far as re-
lated to foreign policy, it is certain that
he was a tyrant at home:-

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fficult of access, and would seem uneasy in the presence of strangers; never travelled, unless surrounded with his guards; and seldom slept on two succes, sive nights in the same apartment.'

This wretched state of existence ter

THE PERCY ANECDOTES.

minated on his beloved and victo rious' third of September, 1658. He was buried with more than regal pomp, Once he did not hesitate to imprison his requiem being sung by a thousand counsel of the first eminence, (Maynard, bards; and his son quietly succeeded Twisden, and Windham,) in the Tower, to his power, which, however, he soon for merely pleading the cause of their client at the bar; and would not release resigned, and the royal family was rethem, but upon their petition, couched in stored. The Appendix contains many the humblest terms. Many also were valuable documents illustrative of the imprisoned by him, upon warrants under subject, and including several of Crom his own hand alone; or without cause as-well's letters; the puritanical style in signed or secured in Jersey, and other which his correspondence was always islands, without the reach of a habeas cor- written, is, however, so well known, pus. Nay, sometimes, the civil officers that we do not deem it necessary to exreceived their instructions from him in tend this review by any further exthe following laconic terms: "Sir, I pray you seize A. B., &c. and all others whom tracts. We shall, therefore, only add, you shall judge dangerous men; do it that, notwithstanding some inaccuracies quickly, and you shall have a warrant after and inelegancies of style, our author it is done." These are facts which can has given a very interesting memoir of be substantiated by genuine historical do- Cromwell, and has better enabled us to cuments; or by the Journals of the House, forma due estimate of the real character containing the reports of committees of of that extraordinary individual, than Parliament after Cromwell's death, his son Richard's accession: well were it any preceding biographer or historian. "Object-it is an easy thing to talk of for his credit, as a consistent character, if their authenticity could be disputed; necessities, when men create necessities. Would not the Lord Protector make him- for they as certainly rival the most flaself great, and his family great? Doth not grant acts for which Charles had been dehe make these necessities? And then he throned, as they prove the criminal weakwill come upon the people with this argu-nesses, that are liable to beset the strong est minds, when ambition has hurried their ment of necessity. This were something hard indeed; but I have not yet known possessors beyond the bounds which reawhat it is to make necessities, whatsoever son and duty prescribe to them.' the judgment or thoughts of men are. And I say this not only to this assembly, but to the world, that that man liveth not, that can come to me, and charge me that have in these great revolutions made necessities. I challenge even all that fear God; and, as God hath said, My glory will I not give unto another,' let men take heed, and be twice advised, how they call his revolutions-the things of God, and his working of things from one period to another-how, I say, they call them necessities of man's creation; for, by so doing, they do vilify and lessen the works of God, and rob hith of his glory, which he hath said he will not give unto another, nor suffer to be taken from him. It was (say some) the cunning of the Lord Protector, (I take it to myself); it was the craft of such a man, and his plot, that hath brought it about; and, (as they say in other countries) there are five or six cunning men in England, that have skill; they do all these things. Oh what blas

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But the most sweeping instance of
his tyranny was the establishment of
a military government, by dividing the
whole kingdom into eleven districts,
and placing a military officer over each,
in quality of major-general, with the
most arbitrary and unlimited powers.
The disturbed, though not inglorious
reign of Cromwell, now
close:-

drew to a

An old age of cares and troubles, rather than of years, had overtaken him; and his pictures taken at this time, are strongly inarked with the lines written by inquietude, in his features. Robust as he had been, the madness of parties, the estrangement of friends, the increasing disaffection of that vast army, whom to support, without parliamentary supplies, had plunged him into very considerable pecuniary embarrassments, exhausted his frame, while they lacerated, and at length greatly weakened, his mind; insomuch,

Part XVIII. Anecdotes of Shipwreck.
Of all the miseries to which a life of

adventure is subject, that of shipwreck
is, perhaps, the most afflicting. It is
not merely contending with the warring
element in the storms of the ocean, but
when the wretched muriners are fortu-
nate enough to survive the disasters
which it occasions, it is often only to pe-
rish on an inhospitable shore, or to en-
counter new dangers and difficulties, in
all the varieties of hunger, fatigue, and
savage hostility. Of all the subjects
which the brothers Percy have selected
for anecdote, that of shipwreck, though
one of the most interesting, is the least
novel; and we unavoidably meet with
much that we have before seen; the
only merit, therefore, that this work
possesses, is, that the narratives are
much condensed, and related with
great spirit, by which means, the sub-
stance of half a dozen octavo volumes
is compressed within the narrow limits
of a half-crown 18mo.

We select three anecdotes, which, though neither the best nor the most

interesting, appear to us as not the that they must inevitably perish in the killed not less than two hundred and forty most generally known:ship, dispatched the mate and three others rein-deer, and a great number of blue and Negro Devotion-An English gentle-in quest of the hut. Two miles of ice in-white foxes. They killed only ten white man and his lady, who were on their pas-tervened between the ship and the shore, bears, and that at the utmost hazard, for sage to the East Indies, in one of the ves- and rendered reaching it very difficult. these animals are amazingly strong, and sels of an English fleet, paid a visit to the Having provided themselves with a mus- defended themselves with great fury. admiral's ship, leaving two young chil-ket, a powder horn, containing twelve Nine of these were killed in self-defence, dren in the care of a Negro servant, who charges of powder, and as many balls, an for they even ventured to enter the outer was about eighteen years of age. A vio-axe, a kettle, about twenty pounds of room of the hut. lent storm arising during their absence, flour, a knife, a tinder box, some tothe ship containing the two children was bacco, and each a wooden pipe, the four fast sinking, when a boat arrived from the men left the ship. and soon reached the admiral's ship for their relief. The crew island, where they discovered the hut alEagerly crowded to the boat; but the luded to, about a mile and a half from the Negro lad finding there was only room for him alone, or the two children, generously put them on board, and remained himself on the wreck, which, with the ge; nerous boy, was immediately engulphed

in the ocean.

This interesting circumstance has been made the subject of the following lines, by Sellbeck Osborn:

"Tremendous howls the angry blast!

The boldest hearts with terror quake!
High o'er the vessel's tottering mast

The liquid mountains fiercely break!
Each eye is fix'd in wild despair,
And death displays its terrors there!
Now plunging in the dread abyss,

They pierce the bosom of the deep;
Now rise where vivid lightnings hiss,

And seem the murky clouds to sweepThro' the dark waste dread thunders roll, And horrors chill the frigid soul!

The storm abates; but shattered sore,

The leaky vessel drinks the brine; They seek in vain some friendly shore,

Their spirits sink, their hopes decline! But, lo! what joy succeeds their grief, Kind Heaven grants the wish'd relief. See, on the deck, young Marco stands, Two blooming cherubs by his side, Entrusted to his faithful hands,

'A mother's joy, a father's pride;'
Tho' black his skin, as shades of night,
His heart is fair; his soul is white!
Each to the yawl with rapture flies,
Except the noble generous boy;
'Go, lovely infants, go,' he cries,

And give your anxious parents joy.
No mother will for Marco weep,
When fate entombs him in the deep!
Long have my kindred ceas'd to grieve,
No sister kind my fate shall mourn;
No breast for me a sigh will heave,

No bosom friend wait my return!"
He said, and sinking, sought the happy shore,
Where toil and slavery vex his soul no more.'
Greenland Solitude.-A Greenland
whale ship from Archangel, with fourteen
inen, destined for Spitzbergen, was driven
near an island, called by the Russians,
Little Broun, in the year 1743. The ves-
sel was suddenly surrounded by ice, and
the crew reduced to a very dangerous
situation. In this alarming state, a coun-
cil was held; when the mate, Alexis
Himkof, informed his comrades, that
some of the people of Mesen had form-
erly intended wintering on this island,
and had erected a hut at some distance
from the shore. The crew conceiving

shore.

Rejoicing greatly at their success, they passed the night in the hut, and next to communicate their good fortune to morning hastened to the shore, impatient their comrades; but what was their astonishment on beholding an open sea instead of ice; and not a remnant of the ship, which they doubted not had been dashed to pieces This unfortunate occurrence, for a while, deprived them of

utterance ;

"The pale mariners on each other star'd,
With gaping mouths for issuing words pre-
par'd;

The still-born sounds upon the palate hung,
And died imperfect on the falt'ring tongue."
"Astonishment gave way to horror and
despair; and without the hope of ever
being able to quit the island, they re-
turned to the hut. Their first attention was
directed to the means of providing sub-
sistence, and repairing their habitation,
which had suffered much from the wea-
ther. The twelve charges of powder and
ball procured them as many rein-deer,
with which the island fortunately abound.
ed.

The Russians collected a quantity of
wood on the shore, with several bits of
iron, some nails five or six inches long,
and an iron hook. They also found the
root of a fir tree bent nearly in the shape
of a bow, and of which one was soon
formed; but a string and arrows were
still wanting. Unable, at present, to pro-
cure either, they resolved to make two
lances to defend themselves against the
white bears Tools they had none, and
materials very few; but

"The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious.'

The iron hook was fashioned into a hammer; a large pebble served for an anvil: and a couple of rein-deer horns supplied the place of tongs. By means of such tools, two spear heads were made, which were afterwards fixed on two strong shafts; and thus equipped, the Russians ventured to attack a white bear, which, after a most dangerous encounter, they killed. This was a new supply of provisions, which was much relished. The tendons. being divided into filaments, served for strings to their bow; and some bits of iron which they pointed and fixed on fir rods, for arrows. They now were enabled more easily to obtain food; and during their abode in the island, they

To prevent the scurvy, Iwan Himkoff, who had wintered several times on the coast of West Spitzbergen, advised his companions to swallow raw and frozen meat in small pieces, and to drink the blood of the rein-deer as it flowed warm from the veins of the animal. Those who followed his injunctions, found an effectual of an indolent habit, and averse to drinkantidote; but Feodor Weregin, who was ing the blood, was soon seized with the scurvy; and under this afflicting distemper passed nearly six years, his humane companions being obliged to attend on him, and feed him like a new-born infant. When they had passed nearly six years in this dismal abode, he died in the winter, and was buried in the snow, which was dug as deep as possible to receive his corpse.

Various were the expedients of these poor men to alleviate their sufferings; a lamp was made of clay, oakum, and cordage, found on the shore; and afterwards, pieces of their shirts and drawers supplied the wick, and rein-deer fat served as a tolerable substitute for oil. The skins of rein-deers and foxes, served for bedding; and some were tanned for clothing, by steeping them in water, until the hair could be rubbed off; and then putting rein-deer fat upon them, which rendered them soft and pliant. The want of awis and needles, was supplied by bits of iron which they collected. Of these they made a kind of wire, which being heated red hot, was pierced with a knife, ground to a sharp point, which formed the eye of a needle. The sinews of bears and reindeer, split into threads, served for sewing the pieces of leather together, which enabled them to procure jackets and trowsers for summer dress; and a long fur gown, with a hood, for their winter apparel.

After passing six years and three months in this rueful solitude, a Russian vessel, driven from the place of her destina tion, unexpectedly came in view, on the 15th of August, 1749. As soon as they perceived her, they hastened to light fires on the nearest hills; and then ran to the beach, waving a flag made of rein-deer's skin, fastened to a pole. The people on board observing the signals, and coming to an anchor, took the wretched sufferers on board. Tears of gratitude trickled down their cheeks at such a deliverance; for true it is, that

"Plenteous joys, Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves, In drops of sorrow."

When they embarked, they took on board about two thousand weight of rein deer fat, many hides, the skins of the blue

and white foxes they had killed, and all their tools and weapons, which had be come sanctified in their misfortunes. The

'Tis those insatiate vain desires,
Which every mortal bosom fires,

And seem her smile to wear.
Love shrinks from Poverty's dread name
Sleep, too, deserts the couch of Pain;
Time hastens on our doom ;-
still pointing how he may be blest,
But Hope, dear Hope! man's constant guest,

Rhymes. By G. C. 12mo, pp. 64. We love brevity and modesty, and vessel then set sail; and on the 25th of this title suits us. These Rhymes,' September, 1749, arrived safe at Archan-unlike such productions in general, gel, where they were received with trans-were not written for sale, (though, if ports of joy by their friends and relatives, known, they would scarcely fail to enwho had abandoned all hope of ever seeing any of them again.' sure a pretty extensive one,) but mereauthor's friends, and we are not certain Original Communications. ly for private circulation among the but our giving them this publicity may

Blowing up-The Amphion frigate, commanded by Captain Israel Pellew, while getting her foremast repaired at Plymouth, in September, 1796, blew up with a dreadful explosion. It is believed, that there were two successive explosions The first threw Captain Pellew, Captain Swaffield, and the first lieutenant, who were drinking wine together, from their seats, and struck them against the ceiling of the upper deck. Captain Pellew, with great presence of mind, flew to the cabin windows, and with an amazing leap, which the sense of danger alone enabled him to take, threw himself upon one of the hawsers, and was taken up by a boat. The first lieutenant saved himself in the same manner, but Captain Swaffield pe. rished..

• The exact number of individuals who suffered is not known; but as the frigate was to have sailed on the following day, there were nearly a hundred men, women, and children on board, above the ship's compliment. The survivors, who did not exceed ten in number, were most miraculously preserved. The fore maga zine had taken fire; four men, who were at work on the tops, were blown up, and fell into the water without much injury from the explosion. The fate of a child was still more singular; the terror of the shock having made its mother grasp it fast, the under part of her body was blown away, while the upper part remained with the child fast locked in her

arms!

At the moment of the explosion, the sentinel at the cabin door happened to be looking at his watch; he felt it dashed from his hands, after which he became insensible, and how he escaped he was ignorant; but he was carried ashore very little hurt. The boatswain was directing the men in rigging out the jibboom, when he felt himself suddenly thrown upwards, and he fell into the sea. He was taken up by a boat, without any other hurt than a broken arm. One of the seamen (a Gascon we are afraid) declared that he was below when the frigate blew up, and went to the bottom in the hull; that he recollected having a knife in his pocket, with which he cut his way through the companion into the gun-room, already shattered by the explosion, and rising to the surface of the water, swain unhurt ashore.'

be deemed a somewhat unwarrantable
liberty. The poems, which display au
amiable and moral feeling, are written
with unaffected simplicity, and the
versification is easy and harmonious.I
We quote two short pieces as speci-
mens:-

' INTEMPERANCE.

Where dread Phlegethon rolls her burning

stream

In night eternal! save the lurid gleam
From choking sulphur's slow consuming fire,
To show the horrors of these regions dire:
Hell's grisly King, whom mortal ne'er beheld,
His fiends conven'd, and solemn council held,
To choose for premier in the shades below,
Who peopled most those realms of pain and woe.
When bending Age, by shaking Palsy led,
Tottering, approach'd the monarch of the dead,
Who justly own'd his certain final doom,
But deem'd too slow his steps towards the tomb;
The lengthen'd day by peaceful Virtue given,
Would thin his realms, and people hated
Bade him return; since, if he held the sway,
heaven,
Death's stroke were lost in unperceiv'd decay.
Next Fever came, with inward flame opprest,
And Phrenzy tore her palpitating breast;
Then wan Consumption shew'd her hectic
And lifeless Apoplex essay'd to speak;
cheek,
While Suicide, to self-destruction arm'd,
With lurid glare, grim Death had nigh alarm'd;
Now lurking Murder shook his reeking knife,
And War and Rapine told their bloody strife
High in the air their gleamy faulchions wav'd,
And all their master's ghastly terrors brav'd.
Gaunt Famine next came stalking in their path,
And grinn'd exulting on their ghastly scath;
Swoln Pestilence now clos'd the dreadful train,
Boasting the myriads his breath had slain.
In Hell's abyss none dared with these contend,
And Death now paused, which fiend to hail his
07 friend;

But in the Vides rush'd? Hell view'd' with
dread w so

Who reel'd blasphemous on.
The desperate throng, by hot Intemperance led,
When Death

aloud

Exulting! thus address'd th' infernal crowd:
Fiends! ministers of justice here below, ':
Who most delight in blood and human woe,
Behold my choice! The Parent of ye all!
This bloated form whom men Intemperance

*** call!

Whoe'er within her foul embraces lies,
The wretch infatuated, lingering dies!
Or, from her arms, to thy dire vengeance given,
Is thus at once bereft of life and Heaven."

This part 18 very appropriately dedicated to Sir Murray: Maxwell, rofei o 9. whom an excellent portrait is given. 03

HOPE.

Oh never say, that Hope deceives,
When she the aching heart relieves
Of pangs too much to bear;

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"Attends him to the tomb.'

DISCOVERY EXTRAORDINARY!!

To the Editor of the Literary Chronicle. SIR, Allow me to inform you that have contracted an awkward habit of stooping in the shoulders, of which find it is now too late to get rid, though I confess it exposes me to a good deal of unpleasant remark from the ladies. There is, however, one advantage attending this graceless carriage of the body, which may occasionally compensate for its unpleasant qualities; I mean the chance a person of this description possesses of discovering any thing which may have fallen from looked by more upright walkers than careless pedestrians, and have been overhimself. For myself, I certainly cannot boast of having been very fortunate in this way till last Saturday morning, when, as I was hurrying along the Strand, to your attractive office, for the purpose of purchasing my weekly treat, I espied a paper, folded letter-wise, lying in rather a dirty condition on the pavement, near a certain office, not a hundred miles from your own.ng I quantity of verses written on the enfound that this packet contained a velopes of letters addressed to A. A.W. Esq. These unfortunate effusions partly with pencil, and much that had were written partly with a pen and been traced by the latter was nearly obliterated,

a circumstance which will account for the many chasms I shall be obliged to leave in the following copy of this interesting MS. I call it interesting, and am induced to send it you, because it is connected, in some ineasure, with a subject which has occu→ pied the minds of several of your inge nious correspondents. Having said this much by way of preface and expla nation, I will now, Mr. Editor, with your leave, proceed to lay before you as much of this poem as I have been able to make out 'proturba Tear off the veil that darkens eye and mind... duped, ye senseless many! Long have

Be YI warned, but ye continued blind,

Nor would accept your critic's proffer, when the 93 06 (Proving himself at once bold, deep, and kind,) Offered his labours to enlighten anyt

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