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my lord, thy effrontery passes the bounds Anthony himself, as if anxious to see that Tressilian and Raleigh arrived ; of belief, as well as patience! But it the countess suffered no want of accom- when Varney seemed to take a fiendshall avail thee nothing.–What, ho! my modation, visited her place of confine ish pleasure in pointing out to them the lords, come all and hear the news-My ment. He was so much staggered at the remains of the murdered countess, Lord of Leicester's stolen marriage has mildness and patience with which she cost me a husband, and England å king. seemed to endure her confinement, that while he, at the same time, defied them His lordship is patriarchal in his tastes he could not help earnestly recominend- to shew that he had had any share in her one wife at a time was insufficient, and he ing to her not to cross the threshold of death.' Varney took poison, and Fosdesigned us the honour of his left hand. her room on any account whatsoever, un- ter betaking hiin to a place of concealNow, is not this too insolent,-that I could til Lord Leicester should come,“ Which, ment in his own house, locked the door not grace him with a few marks of court. he added, “ I trust in God, will be very on himself, and, being unable to esfavour, but he must presume to think my soon.” Amy patiently promised that she cape, miserably perished. Sir Hugh hand and crown at his disposal ? - You, would resign herself to her fate, and FosRobsart died very soon after his daughhowever, think better of me; and I can ter returned to his hardened companion ter, having left his estate to Tressilian, pity this ambitious man, as I could a with his conscience half-eased of the peo who embarked with Raleigli for Virgichild, whose bubble of soap has burst be- rilous load that weighed on it. tween bis hands. We go to the presence warned her,” he said ; surely in vain is nia, and young in years but old in chamber--My lord of Leicester, we com- the snare set in the sight of any bird.”. griefs, died, before his day, in that fomand your close attendance on us." • He left, therefore, the countess's door reign land.'
All was eager expectation in the hall, unsecured on the outside, and under the We have entered so fully into the and what was the universal astonishment, eye of Varney; withdrew the supports story of Kenilworth, and given such cowhen the Queen said to those next her, which sustained the falling trap, which, pious extracts, that we might commit “ The revels of Kenilworth are not yet therefore, kept its level position merely the work to our readers without a sinexhausted, my lords and ladies--we are by a slight adhesion. They withdrew to to solemnize the noble owner's mar- wait the issue on the ground-Noor adjoin-gle comment. We cannot, however, riage."
ing, but they waited long in vain. At but observe, that, notwithstanding its * There was an universal expression of length Varney, after walking long to and many beauties, it falls short of the forsurprise.
fro, with his face muffled in his cloak, mer productions of the same author, " It is true, on our royal word,” said (threw it suddenly back, and said, “ Sure- and is even inferior to Ivanhoe. The the Queen ; "he hath kept this a secretly never was a woman fool enough to ne character of Raleigh is feebly drawn, even from us, that he might surprise us glect so fair an opportunity of escape!”
and Shakespeare has had less attention with it at this very place and time. I see Perhaps she is resolved," saíd Fos- devoted to him than we could have you are dying of curiosity to know the ter, " to await her husband's return.” happy bride- it is Amy Robsart, the same «« True !-inost true," said Varney,
wished. Although there is 'no scanwho, to make up the May-game yester- rushing out, “ I had not thought of that dal about Queen Elizabeth, yet her
character is not delineated with that day, figured in the pageant as the wife of before." his servant Varney.
• In less than two minutes, Foster, who skill we had expected. The catas«« For God's sake, madam,” said the remained behind, heard the tread of a trophe is excessively abrupt, and the earl, approaching her with a mixture of horse in the court-yard, and then a whis- death of the heroine, whose name has humility, vexation, and shame in' his tle similar to that which was the earl's been prominent in three volumes, is countenance, and speaking so low as to be usual signal; the instant after, the door of dismissed in a single sentence. But, heard by no one else, "take my head, as the countess's chamber opened, and, in you threatened in your anger, and spare the same moment the trap-door gave way.
notwithstanding these defects, Keuilme these taunts ! Urge not a falling man There was a rushing sound—a heavy fall worth is a delightful romance. Many -tread not on a crushed worm." -a faint groan—and all was over.
of the characters are drawn wiih a mas""A worn, my lord ?" said the Queen, At the same instant, Varney called in ter hand, particularly that of Varney, in the same tone ; nay, a snake is the at the window, in an accent and tone which is second only to the lago of our nobler reptile, and the more exact simili- which was an indescribable mixture be- immortal bard. tude-the frozen snake you wot of, which twixt horror and raillery, " Is the bird was warmed in a certain bosom”. caught ?-Is the deed done?”
""For your own sake-for mine, ma- O God, forgive us !" replied Antho- A Day in Autumn; a Poem. By Berdam,” said the earl" while there is yet ny Foster.
nard Barton. 4to. pp. 3).
Woodsome reason left in me"
Why, thou fool," said Varney, “thy
bridge, 1820. ""Speak aloud, my lord,” said Eliza- toil is ended, and thy reward secure. We have already expressed so fabeth, and at farı her listance, so please Look down into the vault--what seest vourable an opinion of Mr. Barton's 100-your breath thaws our ruff. What thou?"
poetical talents,* that we need only have you to ask of us?"
•“ I see only a heap of white clothes, to add that the · Day in Autumn « « Permission,” said the unfortunate like a snow-drift," said Foster. “O God, is parked
by the same beauties, earl, humbly,
“ to travel to Cumnor- / she moves her arın !” Place."
*** Hurl something down on her.-Thy fine toned poetic fancy and love of
the same moral feeling, and the saine The Queen refuses, and orders Tres- gold chest, Tony—it is an heavy one.” silian, accompanied by Raleigh, to be Varney, thou art an incarnate nature which we observed in his first despatched to Cumnor. On their way
fiend!? replied Foster ;-—“There needs volume of Poems, while we think it they find Lambourne, who had been nothing more-she is gone!"
displays more genius. The • Invocashot by Varney, lest he should no entering the room; " I dreamed not 1 etical description
"" So pass our troubles," said Varney, tion to Autumn' is a very pleasing polonger conceal huis villainies. Varney could have mimicked the earl's call so reaches Cumnor with the countess :
Autumn! soul soothing season, thou who On the next day, when evening ap- oh Oh, if there be judginent in hea- spreadest proached, Varney summoned Foster to ven, thou hast deserved it," said Foster, Thy lavish feast for every living thing, the execution of their plan. Tider and “and wilt meet it! -Thou hast destroyed Around whose leaf-strew'd path, as on thou Foster's old man-servant were sent on her by means of her best affections--It is a treadest, a feigned erfand down to the village, and I seething of the kid in the mother's milk."' * See Literary Chronicle for 1820, p. 371.
The year its dying odours loves to fling, And inexhaustible the beauties are
that of having a good moral tendency. Their last faint fragrance sweetly scattering: of this fair universe. The boundless main; There are no coarse ribaldries-no inde
0! let thy influence, meek, majestic, holy, Heaven's outstretch'd cope, begemmed with So consciously around my spirit cling,
cept allusions-no double entendres, to
many a star; That its fix'd frame may be remote from folly, And eartb's rich loveliness,—the ample plain, raise a blush on the cheek of youthful Of sober thought combin' with gentle melan- and stream which marks it like a silver vein; innocence. Virtue and vice are so choly.
Mountain and forest-lake and water-fall; faithfully portrayed, that we do not If, in the morning of my life, to Spring Can minstrel ere want subject for his strain
fear our juvenile friends choosing the I paid my homage with a heart elate;
While such display their charms so prodigal ? And with each flutt'ring insect on the wing, Or how, while singing them, forget who formod former for the model of their future Or small bird singing to his happy mate,
them all ?
conduct in life. And Flora's festival then beld in state - O poesy! thon dear delightful art !
The heroine of the novel is a Miss If joyous sympathy with these was mine, Of sciences by far the most suiblime; Isabella Templeton, the daughter of O! still allow me now to dedicate
Who acting rightly thy immortal part,
Lord Murray, by Miss Etheridge, the Unto my murm'ring lyre, which Nature gives crime,
daughter of a clergymay. Lord' Murto thine.
Nature's high priest, and chronicler of time; ray is the only son of the Earl of AnA tone of thrilling softness, now as caught
The nurse of feeling, the interpreter nandale, and did not happen to be From light winds sweeping o'er a stubble of purest passion ;---who, in manhood's prime, born until an elder sister, Lady Marfield :
In age or infancy alike can'st stir And now and then be with those breezes brought
garet, had attained sufficient age to enThe heart's most secret thoughts.' A murmur musical, of winds conceal'd
The strong religious feeling which tertain the hope of perpetuating in her In coy recesses, by escape reveal'd:breathes throughout the whole poem, is The enmity of this lady to her brother,
own person, the title of the family. And ever and anon, still deeper tone of winter's gath’ring dirge, at distance peal'd, very fervidly expressed in the following on being thus put aside
from the suc By harps and hands unseeu; and only known stanza :
cession, was insatiable.
Lord Murray To some enthusiasts ear when worshipping One topic more :-still Night will yet intrude dies suddenly, soon after the birth of alone.
Upon my serious thoughts while hymning
our heroine. No more of invocation! Bright the day
Lady Margaret admi. · Arose; as if the glorious sun were bent,
Thou art the emblem, type, similitude, nisters opium to the child; and its mo(Like some proud monarch, whose declining
Of silence yet more awful! although we ther and all around believe it dead. sway
Are loath the approach of Death's dark night to The child, however, recovers, and is Is still majestic and magnificent)
Father of mercies! thou whose gondness gave Wales, in a mysterious way, as Isabella
sent by the lady to a Dr. Neville, in On once more filling his own firmament With undiminish'd splendour.'
Thy son belov'd, man's sacrifice to be,
Grant that in life's last hour my soul may Templeton. The doctor and his lady Mr. Barton is a member of the So
bring the child up with parental fondciety of Friends; and, although we are Nor crave in vain, His love to light me through ness, until she attains the age of far from thinking that the members of
eighteen or twenty, when she is seen by that respectable body are now general
We will not borrow farther from a Lord Murray, the son of Lady Margaly inimical to poetry, yet, perhaps, a poem of thirty pages, having quoted ret, by a Mr. Irving. He loves her, consciousness that some are not very sufficient to shew the poetical genius, but his mother, who, on the death of friendly to it, has induced the author the amiable character, and the strong her father, assumed the title of Coun. to vindicate gentle poesy' in the fol- religious feelings of the author.
tess of Annandale, has Isabella kidlowing stanzas :
napped by some smugglers, and con« The Muses are not innately oppos'd
Such is the World. A Novel. 3 vols. veyed to London. Here she is first To pure religion :-witness Cowper's lyre, And those more awful visions once disclos'd
12mo. pp. 946. London, 1821. placed with a former servant of the To him, the loftiest of our tuneful choir,
A PRETTY extensive field our author has countess, and afterwards as companion Seraphic Milton, whose lips felt the fire taken, when he attempts to shew us to lady Susan Violet. Isabella's charms Caught from the altar's live coal; prompted what the world is. Its varieties, how excite universal admiration. Lord whence,
ever, are too great to bę all developed Murray discovers her, and vows unalIn versewhich, although numerous,could not tire, He sang of themes beyond our finite sense,
even in a novel of three volumes. " It terable love; the countess, however, in And pour'd his heavenly song with holy elo- is too much the character of modern order to thwart it, sends bim abroad. quence.
productions of this class, that they are Isabella attends the ladies to a masNot that a poet by his craft is bound
either tame in language, destitute of querade, where an artful villain, Count To be for ever harping heavenly themes ; incident, or too roinantic in the story. le Grand, who paid her particular atThough palms unfading grow on holy ground, All these errors the author of "Such is tentions, is seen with her by Lord Mur
And at their feet are everlasting streams, And many a spot with holiest vision teems,
the World,' has avoided. His style is ray, who was also in mask. A deep Replete with inspiration ; still we may
far above mediocrity: the incidents of laid plot, to ruin the young innocent, Be more familiar with them than beseems his novel are highly interesting, and the makes his lordship jealous of her affec
True reverence, and unguardedly betray story does not encroach too much on tion, and he hastens back to Paris, and The cause we wish to serve byour unworthy lay. improbability. The characters in the marries the daughter of the Duke of Yet he who scans aright the end for wbich novel, which embrace alt ranks and de- Weobly,-a match brought about by
The gift of song, if genuine, was bestow'd, Will ever strain its most commanding pitch
grees of men,' from a duke down to the the artifices of her mother. Isabella In virtue's praise; and seek to strew the road hostler of an ion, are drawn with a ti-escapes from her persecutors, and is That leads to her immortal blest abode, delity and correctness, which none but met by Dr. Neville, and bis friend Mr.
With amaranthine flowers ; even when he a person who has mixed much in the Lindley; her true history is discovered, With lighter theme, in seeming mirthful mode, merit this novel possesses, in which
, the heir of the noble House world could have sketched. Another and she is declared, by incontestible His end and aim through all should be the should be happy to see every work of Annandale. Lord Murray's 10Giver's praise.
of the kind resemble it ;-we mean, ther, on finding her plot discovered,
- This is very
to his care.
dies of grief and remorse; his lordship: Just as the doctor pronounced these suppressed emotion, “ There, sir, lies nearly frantic enters a monastery, but words, the servant-maid entered the Isabella Templeton, your future ward." afterwards returns to the world and breakfast parlour, to say, that a sick pa- The good man turned towards the bed, lives happily with his wife. Oor he- rishioner begged his presence immediate and stood wrapped in meditation as he roine, Isabella, now Countess of An-ly. The good man accordingly hastened gazed upon the sleeping infant before
to the bed of sickness, where he passed him. A pearly tear bedewed its rosy nandale, marries a worthy gentleman, some time administering those consola- cheek, while an occasional short sob fura Mr. Sterling, and all the subordinate tions with which religion soothes the last ther betrayed that the babe had been characters in the drama are disposed of hours of the dying Christian. The doc- hushed to sleep after a violent fit of according to their deserts.
tor did not return home till dinner-time ; crying. Such is a very hasty sketch of the and, when the cloth was drawn, the ex- ru Poor babe!” exclaimed the doctor; plot, which possesses considerable in- pected child became again the subject of poor little forsaken child! if I at the terest, and is throughout very well ina- conversation. Mrs. Neville was not to first sight of thee feel thus, what must thy naged. There are several scenes, both be convinced; and her husband's argu: mother have felt at parting with thee? of a serious and comic cast, which give into commands, when the servant came address the unknown female, “ madam,
ments were on the point of being changed Madam,"continued he, turning round to a favourable opinion of the author, but in, saying that Jenkins was come with a you may rest- ” He stopped short, we select one at the commencement message, that a lady had arrived at the for the woman was gone ! which contains both. Dr. Neville has Llewellyn's Head, and desired Doctor strange," resumed he; “ but she is no just received the mysterious letter, an- Neville would attend her as soon as pos- doubt below.” Thither the doctor bent nouncing the infant charge consigned sible. The doctor rose hastily, and quit- his steps ; but just as he reached the bot
ted the room without uttering one word. tom of the stairs, a post-chaise and four * As soon as Mrs. Neville had read this •“What sort of a woman, Betty?" in- I drove rapidly from the inn door, consingular epist! e, she exclaimed, " I hope, quired Mrs. Neville, as her husband clos- taining, as he was informed by Jenkins, doctor, you do not intend to take in this ed the door after him..
the " veiled lady." child belonging to nobody knows who.- Ma'am,'a lady,' Jenkins said :-he seemed breathless at the disappointment
• " And,” said the landlady, who You may do as you please--but I shall didn't say what sort of lady; but he said, to which the sudden departure of her nerer consent to it-s dare say, it is 'La! Betty, what a sweet baby she has the "
guest subjected her, "and the lady, sir, with ber!" "" What can I do?" interrupted her
desired I would tell you this trunk con
Baby!” exclaimed Mrs. Neville, tained the baby's wardrobe; but she did husband. “The child is already on the
« Fetch me my
colouring deeply. road, and surely, Mary, you will not shut net and cloak directly, Betty, and make think, she left by mistake. I took hold
not mention this small bundle, which, I your door against helpless, friendless, in-haste. Sweet baby, indeed!" rejoined of it while she was fumbling for her nocence?"
purse she. ** Dear me, Doctor Neville," resumed Betty-Betty, I say, make baste!"
“ Bless me, how long Betty is !-- to pay us; and she hurried into the chaise his wife," I am not really equal to the
so fast, and was off so soon fatigue of taking charge of so young a
Coming, ma'am ; but I can't find ""Give it mé, ma'am," said Jenkins, child: we must have an extra servant for your gloves.'
who had by this time put the trunk on it-a nurse a girl at least we must have
««.0, never mind the gloves !” replied his shoulder; " it is an ill wind that blows - We cannot afford it-besides, what will Mrs. Neville. But the maid, though as- nobody any good.” the villagers say of me-ay, of us both ?-- tonished at the impatience of her mis- • « Poor' baby !" continued Mrs. Ap is not our parish reckoned the most order-tress, still lingered to look for them, till a shenkins, " it cried sadly when 'twas unly of any for miles round? And has it second call obliged her to descend with- dressed, and the lady cried too. Shall I not been my pride that it should contain out them.
open the bundle, sir" gone but honest women, and orderly • Hastily putting on her bonnet and "The doctor, more amazed than ever, young men? Will they not say, ah? cloak, Mrs. Neville sallied forth from her eagerly seized the bundle, which the hostMadam Neville can harbour a love' child own house for the inn. Dr. Neville
, in ess declined giving up to Jenkins. It had when it belongs to great folks ; she will the mean time, had made the best of his occurred to the vicar, that it might conbe well paid for it, no doubt.- I tell you, way thither, preceded by Jenkins, who, tain a clue to the inystery in which this husband, I never can consent to such a though advanced in years, had all the whole day's work seemed enveloped ; thing."
agility of youth, and more of its vivacity and, again ascending the stairs, he gently • How can you not ? Mrs. Neville, than remains when wit exercises its play- raised the sleeping infant. The doctor you are too warm ; and your warmth fulness under the guardianship of experi- had been a parent; and, pressing his lips leads you to suspect that for which you ence. But with Jenkins there was
the little innocent's cheek, he have no foundation. Now I should have time to speak, and a time to keep si, repeated, "I will be a father to thee, thought, since it has pleased heaven to lence;”, and at present the latter seemed thou poor deserted little one! Bring the deprive you of your own cherubs, that dictated either by prudence, or the old portmanteau after me," said he to Jenthis poor forsaken little one would, in man's desire to leave the doctor's mind kins." some degree, have replaced those you in its best state of preparation for an un- • The old man obeyed; and following loved so well. Think, Mary, if perchance expected surprise.
the doctor, who was absorbed in the conyour own child had laid claim to the pro- * As soon as they arrived at the inntemplation of his beautiful and innocent iection of a stranger, how you would have door, Dr. Neville was told by the hostess, charge, passed on unconscious of the nods felt, had that stranger shut his door against that's a lady waited for him in the best and significant looks of the villagers, who your offspring.”
bed-room." Tbither the doctor proceed- had been drawn together at the novel "Doctor," interrupted his wife," the ed : and, eagerly ascending the stair, he spectacle of a post-chaise in Oldenwood. case is quite different.-Here is a child, was followed by the yery significant Dr. Neville had scarcely passed through of nobody knows who, absolutely forced smiles of the landlady, and her attendants. the inn-yard, when he was met by his upon us. We might have been asked Upon entering the room, the door of wife, who coloured up as she approached whether or not an addition to our family which Jenkins opened, Dr. Neville bowed him. He was rocking the infant, for it apwould have been agreeable."
to a tall and neatly dressed female, who peared to be waking; indeed, at this mo you to receive it,” replied Dr. wore a thick and long veil. She curtsied, ment it opened its soft blue eyes; and Neville. " I ask you to take compassion and, pointing
to the bed, said, in an un- fixing them on the doctor, it put up its on Isabella Templeton."
der tone, which appeared tremulous from I lip, but turning its head, it caught sight of
"" I ask
the softened feature: of Mrs. Neville, and her peculiar question, for it was rarely • At this part of Mrs. Apsbenkins's stretched out its little arms to her, when such a sight was seen in Oldenwood; and speech, an involuntary shudder seized the the good woman, (she really was a good many were the significant and penetrating ignorant, but virtuous women, who had woman,) burst into tears as the doctor, suppositions as to the origin of Isabella gathered around her. Thus, in one inholding the infant to her, said, “ For my Templeton.
stant, the mere reference to an act of sake, Mary, be a mother to it.”
* Mrs. Apshenkins, the landlady, was wanton cruelty, excited a passion the My own sweet Mary had blue in general the first to give her opinion on very opposite of what bad tickled the eyes,” said Mrs. Neville, as she pressed all subjects; but, in the present instance, fancy of these lowly Welsh the baby to her breast. Óh, nature ! thou she yielded to the torrent of speculative Mrs. Apshenkins had put her apron to powerful pleader! who can resist thee? guesses which were thrown out by the her eye; the rest followed her example. One single look of thine has pierced the gossips. Though habit had taught our The inental agony of an allusion is but hardest hearts; no wonder, then, that Mrs. hostess to play the servant to her custo momentary—the description, in detail, of Neville's prejudices should be subdued at mers, when her judgment was appealed scenes from which our natures recoil, is thy appeal.
to, in :natters which concerned not her durable. So it was at the porch of the Betty's surprise, as her master and immediate calling, no woman in Olden- Llewellyn's Head. The experienced mistress and old Jenkins entered the wood evinced more vanity than Mrs. Ap- landlady had been appealed to. house, was beyond description. It is shenkins.
“I do believe," continued she," this true that this country girl had had some • But it may not be out of place to ac- infant has been brought over to Madam intimation of the doctor's errand to the count for this woman's self-love.
Neville.” And the conclave, whose mind inn; but the babe Mrs. Neville carried • Mrs. Apshenkins was a native of Lon- possessed sufficient elasticity to revibrate in her arms was presented so suddenly, don, with whom Mr. Apshenkins had be- io the tune it had been amused with but and so unexpectedly, to poor Betty's come enamoured while he put up at an a few seconds back, stared with astonishview, as to create the liveliest impression ; | inn in West Smithfield, whither he had inent at the penetration Mrs. Apshenkins and there was, besides, soinething of mys- driven some Welsh cattle for sale. At discovered by this speech. tery in the appearance of the infant. In that period, Mrs. Apshenkins was bar- • Jenkins bad, at this moment, reached short, it Betty had studied the most learn- maid ; and, Mr. Apshenkins having pre- the skirts of the group, and he was assailed disquisition on the passions, she could ferred his suit with much devotion, the ed by many voices communicating the not have had a better incident to illustrate young woman smiled on it with approv. discovery which had so lately and so the law of excitement on which wonder is ing condescension. She had put by a wisely been made. The oddity of the principally grounded.
few pounds while in this situation; and assembly, and the absurdity of the con““ Put down the portmanteau, Jen- with that sum, and what other pence jecture, overbalanced the old man's grakins," said the doctor; and the old man Mr. Apshenkins had hoarded while a vity. He burst into " a borse laugh,” as did so and departed.
drover's man, they came to Oldenwood, they say, who know how that quadruped ““ And Betty," said Mrs. Neville,- his native village, and bought the good- displays its joy in violent convulsions of “ Betty, run to Sally Meadows, and say I will of the Llewellyn's Head, the then merriinent. But Jenkins, one of those want her eldest girl to come here imme- landlord baving preferred the wilds of who have few wants, and still fewer cares, diately.”
Louisiana to the comforts of Wales. could be whirled into cheerfulness by any • Betty, beckoning to Jenkins to stop, Mrs. Apshenkins' opinion was in ge. very trivial circumstances of a joyful kind, she soon joined bim; and her curiosity neral a fiat from which little or no appeal and when things facetious or judicrous instantly led her to inquire into this very was ever made in the village. There augmented the social sympathy of the extraordinary affair. As, however, Mrs. were, indeed, a few old women who old man's lively disposition, his gladness Neville was an exceedingly particular maintained that the confortable looking became noisy and boisterous. In its zeal mistress, whose disposition Betty had landlády had been occasionally mistaken to communicate itself to all who could well studied, the girl could tarry no time in her decision; but the majority of the participate in its pleasures, it not unfre. to question or argue with Jenkins. She villagers believed that “a Lunnun lady quently broke out in that invincible ha! was thence obliged to be content for the must be wiser in some matters than poor ha! ha! which the poet calls, “ laughter present with mere facts, so few and brief women who had never been twenty miles holding both his sides.” as to be very unsatisfactory to her mind. from home.” The smile which played Queen of France, indeed!” cried Onward she hastened to Sally Meadows's round her saffron lips was, therefore, he-"Noa, noa; I knows better than all cottage, while Jenkins struck off in an op- eagerly scrutinised; but it was not until that. Didn't I carry the portmantle a'ter posite direction, to regain the inn. all' had decided upon the birth and pa- the doctor? And didn't I see him hug
•The case was different at the porch of rentage of Isabella Templeton, that Mrs. the little un, and kiss it? And didn't I the Llewellyn's Head. There opinions Apshenkins deigned to hazard an opinion hear bin say to Madam Neville, 'be a were various. The appearance of a chaise upon the subject in discussion.
mother to it, Mary, for my sake?' and four, driving with rapidity into the " You are all far from the point," said Now, who talks of the Queen of France? village of Oldenwood, had roused from she; “for I do confidently believe that Noa, noa,--this here bantling is no sitch their hearths all the gossips of the place; this child is of noble, nay, of royal pa great things, depend on't. Why it's as and the dust, put in motion by the horses' rentage. You may well stare, that know clear as my name's Jenkins whose cub it is. feet and the wheels of the vehicle, was no better; but has not she blue eyes? and Ay, ay, soine folks should look at home not more evanescent in its action than the has not she a long nose?-I mean one that a bit.” ideas which now floated in the brains of will be long. And had not the Queen of • A listing up of hands and eyes followDr. Neville's female parishioners. As, France blue eyes, and a long nose?-Yes, ed this sagacious harangue. however, a short space only elapsed ere she bad; and I do verily believe," said Well! who would have thought it?" the same machine glided again past their Mrs. Apshenkins, when pressed for her said one. eyes, there occurred to some one's mind opinion as to the baby's origin,-! I do «« Why, you might have guessed as a vague idea, that more might be learned verily believe, that it is the child of the much,” said another. In short, Mrs. Ap. at the Llewellyn's Head, from the ser- Queen of France, born in the prison just shenkins herself was struck with this eviyants, than by conjecture. Accordingly, before her death."
dence of the doctor's frailty ; and, after by the time Jenkins reached the inu gate, «« Dead !” exclaimed twenty voices, many wise observations upon people seea motley group had assembled, to termi- at one and the same time. .
ing the mote in their brother's eye, and nate their curiosity by the acquisition of • “Yes,” rejoined Mrs. Apshenkins; being insensible to the beam in their own, knowledge. All were inquisitive, for the wasn't I reading about the jacobins be the party separated, fully convinced, that sight was strange to every one; each had | heading her 1"
the little stranger was the illegitimate offspring of Dr. Neville and nobody knew place of removal, as some report, to the way lakiog no effect, she would not who.
inonks of Abingdon. There is, also, escape their violence, which afterwards * The doctor's sermon, on the follow in the said house, a chamber, called happened thus:-For Richard Varney, his parishioners, for he chose the follow: Pudley's Chamber, where the Earl of above said, (the chief projector in this ing text: "Judge not, lest ye be judged." Leicester's wife was murdered, of which design), who, by the earl's order, reNods and winks, and sarcastic'simpers, this is the story following:
inained that day of her death alone accompanied his exit from the church- Robert Dudley, Earl of Leicester, with her, with one man only, and Forsyard; but it was not until Madain Ne- a very goodly personage, and singu- ter, who had that day forcibly sent ville's back was turned that these became larly well featured, being a great fa- away all her servants to Abingdon marevident. The buzz of many voices fol- | vourite to Queen Elizabeth, it was ket, about three miles distant from this lowed the departure of the doctor and thought, and commonly reported, that place, they (I say, whether first stifling his wife ; and amongst the idle and disc had he been a batchelor or widower, her, or else strangling her) afterwards sipated, for such are to be found in most the queen would have made him her Aung her down a pair of stairs, and bella Templeton was the rehicle by means husband; to this end, to free himself broke her neck, using much violence of which scandal diffused the vague and of all obstacles, he commands, or per- upon her; but, however, though it was . thence more readily believed tale, of the haps with fair flattering intreaties de- vulgarly reported that she by chance guilt of one of the best of men.
sires, his wife to repose herself here, at fell down stairs, (but yet without hurt* Thus we have discovered among the his servant Anthony Forster's house, ing her hood that was upon her head,) poor people of Oldeowood, all the ele- who then lived in the aforesaid manor- yet the inhabitants will tell you there, ments of painful suspicion--that comfort, house; and also prescribed to Sir Ri- that she was conveyed from her usual less state of doubt, which leaves the mind chard'Varney, (a prompter to his de chamber where she lay, to another character of another. But what was the sign) at his coming bither, that he where the hed's head of the chainber accusation? The appearance of an in- should first attempt to poison her, and stood close to a privy postern door, fant babe, of whose parentage Dr. Neville if that did not take effect, then by any where they in the night came and stihimself was ignorant. What was the evi- other way whatever to dispatch her. Aled her in the bed, bruised her head dence to support the accusation the poor This, it seems, was proved by the re- very much, broke her neck, and at people preferred against their vicar? The port of Dr. Walter Bayly, sometiine length flung her down stairs, thereby friendly language, “be a mother to it, Fellow of New College, then living at believing the world would have thought cidents sufficient to trouble the repose of Oxford, and professor of physic in that it a mischance, and so have blinded confidence these poor people placed in university, who, because he would not their villainy. But behold the mercy Dr. Neville ; and their esteem lowered consent to take away her life by poi- and justice of God in revenging and towards the good man, as from Sally Meason, the earl endeavoured to displace discovering this lady's murder; for one dow's eldest girl the gossips learned, that, from the court. This man, it seems, of the persons that was a coadjutor in with time, his attachment to Isabella reported for most certain, that there this murder, was afterwards taken for Templeton uugnented.'
was a practice in Cumpor among the a felony in the marshes of Wales, and We have devoted more room to this conspirators to have poisoned this offering to publish the manner of the novel than we are accustomed to do in young lady, a little before she was aforesaid murder, was privately made general, but we think our readers, on killed, which was attempted after this away in the prison by the earl's apreading, will find it to justify our re- manner. They seeing the good lady pointment. And Sir Richard Varney, marks, and will say •Such is the sad and heavy, (as one that well knew the other dying about the same time in World.'
by her other handling that her death London, cried miserably, and blas
was not far off,) began to persuade her phemed God, and said to a person of A Holiday Letter for a Young Lady, that the present disease was abun- note (who hath related the same to
erpressive of her Duties when absent dance of melancholy and other hu- others since) not long before his death, from School. By Mrs. J. A. Sar- mours, &c. and, therefore, would needs that all the devils in hell did tear gant. pp. 44. London, 1821. counsel her to take some potion, which him to pieces. Forster, likewise, after Tae motto multum in parvo has seldom she absolutely refused to do, as still this fact, being a man formerly adreceived a happier or more appropriate suspecting the worst ; whereupon they dicted to hospitality, company, mirth, application than in speaking of the sent a messenger on a day (unawares and music, was afterwards observed to elegant bijou, the Holiday Letter.' to her) for Dr. Bayly, and intreated forsake all this with much melancholy It breathes the pure spirit of Christi- him to persuade her to take some little and pensiveness (some say with madanity, and inculcates the most excel- potion by his direction, and they would ness) pined and drooped away. The lent precepts for the guidance of those fetcly the same at Oxford, meaning to wife also of Bald Butter, kinsman to early blossoms of nature's fairest work, have added something of their own for the earl, yave out the whole fact a litfor whose use it is intended.
her comfort, as the doctor upon just tle before his death. Neither are these
cause and consideration did suspect, following passages to be forgotten, that ORIGINAL STORY
seeing their great importunity, and the as soon as ever she was murdered, they small need the lady had of a physician, made great haste to bury her, before
and therefore, he peremptorily denied the coroner had given in his inquest, THE ROMANCE OF KENILWORTH their request, misdoubting, (as he af, (which the earl himself condemned as IS FOUNDED.
terwards reported,) least if they had not done advisedly,) which her father At the west end of the Church of poisoned her under the name of his or Sir John Robertsett, (as I suppose,) Camnor, (says Ashmole, in his Anti- potion, he might have been hanged for hearing of, came with all speed hither, quities of Berkshire) are the ruins of a a colour of their sin; and the doctor caused her corpse to be taken up, the manor, anciently belonging as a cell or remained still well assured, that this coroner to sit upon her, and for inquiry