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the heat of summer,-the grand masses of those cedars, with what the Prophet Ezekiel so portrayingly called their 'shadowing shrouds,'-the headlong torrents of Lebanon lulled gradually into quiet streams in the valley,-its desolate forests as enhancing the beauty of surrounding fruitfulness,its snowy heights in contrast with its sheltered flowery dells and vineyards,-are subjects of frequent allusion in the inspired literature of Judea. Nor would they thus have been used but that such points were familiar with those whom the prophets (the public preachers of the time) addressed in discourses full of feeling, and adapted to all ranks. There are but few in this part of England who would be impressed by allusions from the pulpit to the mountains of Wales or Cumberland, to Snowden, Helvellyn, or Skiddaw. But every Israelite could enter into the force and beauty of allusion to the nearer or more remote scenes of his native land. He was therefore no half-barbarian. He was one of a nation trained to be a wise and understanding people,' (Deut. iv. 6.) The learned and accurate Dr. Robinson was much struck during his travels in Palestine with the number and definiteness of the topographical notices preserved in the Old Testament," &c.-Gent. Mag.

PANORAMA OF BAALBEC.-This view is in a graver style than those Mr. Burford has lately exhibited, but is not less meritorious in its execution or at

For oft it wrings the heart with pain;
And like the night-wind on the lute,
Makes what before was hush'd and mute
Into a wild and mournful strain :
It should be ever sad, and yet
There are who hear it and forget;

But oh! how they who never more
Can hope to meet as they have met,

These last low accents linger o'er, To feed a long and vain regret!—Ibid. REAL MURDER." We had the satisfaction," says Backhouse, in his Narrative of a Visit to the Australian Colonies," of witnessing the destruction of five puncheons of rum, containing four hundred and ninety-two gallons, and two hogsheads of Geneva, containing one hundred and sixteen gallons. They were the property of one of our friends, who had received them as a part of an investment from his agent in England, who had not been apprized of a change in the views of his correspon dent respecting the use and sale of spirits, in which he cannot now conscientiously be concerned. He therefore represented the case to the governor, who allowed them to be taken out of bond free of duty, under the same circumstances as if for export and, under the charge of an officer of the customs, placed on board a staged boat, which took them out into the Cove, where the heads of the casks were removed, and the contents poured into the sea. tractive in its subject. The vast extent of the Some persons, from neighboring vessels, looked on scene, the magnificence of the ruins, the air of with approval, others with surprise; and others, desolation that reigns around them, the striking not yet awake to the evils of spirit-drinking, exisolation of façades and columns, which seem pre-pressed regret. A man, from a little vessel, cried served to mark the beauty of the temples of which out That's real murder!'"-Hood's Mag. they are the only remains, the mountainous country, with Lebanon rising in the distance, are forcibly represented. The drawing is extremely accurate, and the coloring properly subdued to suit the sombre character of the scene. But its highest merit is that it is a faithful representation of reality, and that, if the spectator will allow himself to think that he stands in the middle of the ruins, he can survey them rising around him in all the sublimity of aspect they present to the eye of the traveller on the desert plains of Asia. Mr. Burford may well be congratulated on the novelties he is constantly preparing for public gratification, and on the perfection to which he has brought this striking style of art. His views are always among the best exhibitions of the metropolis, and fill the mind as well as gratify the eye.-Ibid.

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ANECDOTE OF HER PRESENT MAJESTY. By the author of "Real Random Records."-King George the Fourth, the uncle of the reigning sovereign, Queen Victoria, is very well known to have held strong opinions on the subject of Catholic Emancipation. I forget on which side, but he could not bear O'Connell; and when Kemble the poet wrote would not read it. Franklin was another of his a poem called "O'Connell's Child," his Majesty aversions; I mean the man who drew down lightning with a kite, and went to the North Pole. But his favorite antipathy, or rather his royal father's, was Wilkie, the North Briton. He was supposed, if I remember rightly, to have a hand with Canning in the famous work called the "Anti-Something" against the French republican principles, which Burke attacked about the same time in Parliament in his celebrated speech, when he threw down the dagger, and said to Fox, "There's a knife and fork." Canning, who afterwards became prime minister, was stolen in his youth by a gipsy, one Elizabeth Squires, who was tried for it, and either acquitted or hung. It made a great noise at the time: which reminds me of Mother Brownrigg, who starved her apprentices so cruelly that one of them, named Otway, choked himself in ravenously swallowing a penny roll. I think there was something written on it, called the "Rolliad" but am not sure. Swift was certainly writing on or about the time; and his notorious "Draper's Letters" in favor of shutting up early, were very popular with the shopmen of the metropolis. So were "Sinbad's Voyages to Lilliput." I forget what great people were shown up in it. But the rage was for the "Beggar's Opera," the author of which was said to have made Rich, rich; and Gay, gay. Something runs in my head that he also wrote the " Elegy in a Country Churchyard." Perhaps it was Gray-or did

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Gray write the "Beggar's Opera?" One gets puz- ult., of the Earl of Mountnorris, an elegant and zled between such similar names. For example, accomplished scholar,-who acquired distinction, one of my own favorite works is White's or some five-and-twenty years ago, as Lord Valentia, Wright's "History of Shelburne or Selburne." by the publication of his Travels in the East,' I never can remember which. However, as I said and their connexion with certain literary questions before, King William the Fourth had his political which, about that period, a good deal occupied prejudices, and who has not? Every bias, as the public mind.-In this obituary paragraph, we some one says, has its bowl; probably Lord Shaftes- may record, also, the death of Samuel Drummond, bury in his Maxims, if it was Shaftesbury, and if Esq., associate of the Royal Academy, and, for they were maxims. My head is not what it was, very many years, a copious contributor to its exhinor will be on this side of the grave-but so long bition walls. Mr. Drummond was in the 79th as my memory serves me to recall an anecdote or year of his age; but had three pictures in the extwo, however imperfectly, I must not complain.-hibition which has only just closed.—Ib. Hood's Magazine.

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ANOTHER of the Bonaparte family has departed. Joseph Count De Survilliers, once the intrusive King of Spain, died at Florence, on the 28th of last month. He was attended in his last moments by his surviving brothers, Louis, ex-King of Holland, and Jerome, ex-King of Westphalia.-Spect.

JAMES STUART, April 11. Aged 116, James Stuart, commonly known by the name of Jemmy Strength.

Mr. Biddle's career and character have some features which require a good deal of elucidation and discrimination, in order to be properly understood. As a private member of society he was one of the He was born on Dec. 25, 1728, at Charleston, most accomplished-most honorable-most amia- in South Carolina, United States. His father, ble, and most courteous of men. As a public man, General John Stuart, was a near relative of the in the presidency of the United Sates Bank, he con-pretender Prince Charles. He left America, when ducted its affairs, during the first years of its exist- seven years of age, and was a spectator at the batence, with great skill, integrity, and prudence. tle of Preston Pans, and witnessed the death of But as soon as the intriguing politicians of both Colonel Gardner and the flight of Johnny Cope. parties got hold of him, when he wanted a re- He beheld the triumphal entry of Prince Charles charter, he went astray further and further, until into Edinburgh, and was a spectator at the battle the institution exploded, and strewed, as we have of Culloden. When about 20 years of age he seen, the whole land with its ruins. It is asserted enlisted in the 42d Highlanders, in which regithat the narrative of the deceptions and duperies ment he remained about seven years. He was an which have been practised by these politicians on ensign in General Wolfe's army, and fought at Mr. Biddle, during his career, would surpass any- the battle of Quebec; after that war he sold his thing ever written in any language, in the annals of commission, but very soon after he again entered intrigue and corruption; and that the recollection the army, and served during the American war, of these deceptions, practised on his unsuspecting and was at the battle of Bunker's hill. After this nature, constantly pressing on his wounded spirit, he entered the navy, and served under Rodney. were the main cause of his sudden and premature He was also for several years a sailor on board of death. Mr. Biddle has left a very fine family. merchant vessels. About sixty years ago he set-Gent. Magazine. tled in Berwick-upon-Tweed, or rather in Tweedmouth, and during that period he has travelled the borders as a wandering minstrel, scraping upon children. Ten of his sons were killed in battlefive in the East Indies, two at Trafalgar, one at Waterloo, and two at Algiers. He was short in stature, but of remarkable strength; he is said, upon one occasion, about 30 years ago, to have gone beneath a cart loaded with hay, and carried At Paris, M. FAURIEL, Member of the Acad-raised some time since which enable the old man it on his back for several yards. A fund was emy, died on the 14th, at the age of seventythree-and M. Lepere, the architect, on the 18th, aged eighty-two. The name of M. Lepere is connected with many of the brilliant events of the generation which he has survived. He was a member of the expedition of Egypt, and his draw-received from a fall on Thursday, April 4. The His death was caused by an injury which he ings enrich the work that commemorates it. He raised, in conjunction with M. Gondouin, the column in the Place Vendôme.-Ib.

DR. JOHN HASLAM, well known to the public by his practice and writings in connexion with the treatment of mental disease, died on the 20th inst., in the eighty-first year of his age.—Ath.

On the 18th, Mr. HYMAN HURWITZ, Hebrew professor at University College, London, and distinguished by his very extensive knowledge of biblical lore.-Ib.

EARL OF MOUNTNORRIS.-The papers announce the death, at Arley Castle, in Ireland, on the 23d

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to spend the evening of his long and eventful life in comparative ease and comfort. He said a few weeks ago that he "hadna been sae weel aff this hunder year."

remains of this extraordinary man were, on Sunday, April 14, consigned to the tomb in Tweedmouth churchyard. The funeral was attended by an immense concourse of people, considerably more than 5,000.-Gent. Mag.

LITTELL'S LIVING AGE.-No. 21.-5 OCTOBER, 1844.

CONTENTS.

Correspondence-European Politics,

1. Our Family-Chapters 8, 9, 10, 11, 2. One Night in the Life of a Man of Business, 3. War-Its true nature,

4. Privateering-proposal to treat it as Piracy, 5. What altered the intention of Euphrates? 6. Facts and Fictions-Oriental Character,

7. Morocco and Tahiti, .

8. France and Morocco,

9. The Prince de Joinville,

10. The War Mania in Paris,

11. Increase of the British Navy,

12. France and England,

13. Venice in 1844,

14. Military Punishments,

15. American Geologists and Naturalists,

16. Mrs. Grant of Laggan, (concluded,)

17. Am I a Coward or not?

18. The Key: a Moorish Romance, 19. Future Life of Animals,

20. The Miners: a Tragedy,

21. Madame de. Stael,

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22. POETRY.-Struggle for Fame-Burns' Festival, 524-Lesson of the Louvre, 536-August-With Angels and Archangels, 557-September, 572.

23. SCRAPS.-Order of Odd Fellows-Waterloo-Louis Philippe-Iron, 523-Railway Excursions, 529-Population of Hungary, 542.

CORRESPONDENCE.

We desire to give, with the Literature of the day, the varying phases of European Politics, so as to prepare our readers, especially the younger part of them, for intelligent and interested observation. The movement goes on with great velocity, which may be expected to accelerate every month ;-and we earnestly urge upon heads of families, and also of schools, to take care that the short summary which we give, shall be read by young persons-and that with the map before them. We cannot too often repeat that steam has brought Europe into neighborhood with us, as well as with Asia and Africa, and has invested the literature and politics of the great nations with tenfold importance to Americans. Our system of government is about to be subjected to stronger trials than it has yet borne ;-and a clear sense of the danger, and a watchful look-out, will be necessary to our safety. We shall need to set aside the paltry game of party politics, and call our best and strongest to man the bulwarks.

The following remarks from the French paper, the National, should be read in connection with the article on Privateering from the Spectator, and may suggest to the people of the United States some reflections upon the effect of the difference of policy which grows out of the different interests

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commerce, and which must bring about its inevitable ruin. It is unnecessary here to repeat that England draws all its resources from her commerce, and that to strike at this commerce is to strike at her very existence. Who, then, can estimate the loss which would be occasioned to England by the fast-sailing frigates and corvettes, which would instantly be despatched in all directions, with which we should at once threaten her coast, and hold her vessels in check? The loss to both sides could not be equal, for reasons which we have already given. The English merchant trade would offer to our light cruisers and privateers a

rich harvest.

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After giving extracts from many English and French papers, the Britannia thus concludes:

We close this view of the opinions of our contemporaries on the question of peace or war with one more extract from the Times. The language is cautious and moderate, and, contrasted with the rabid violence of the National, appears to as much advantage as a sage delivering precepts of philosophy and wisdom beside an idiot bellowing forth the frantic rhapsodies of his distracted imagination. Yet it is still impossible not to see that the writer shares in the impression now pervading society that the present position of affairs is full of peril, and threatens grave consequences :--

tined to have a more lasting influence, and to embrace a wider sphere of action.

The spirit of the Irish Press is thus spoken of: THE REPEALERS' HOPE.-Some of the Irish Repeal papers are holding a language which is not calculated to raise their cause in public respect. The Belfast Vindicator holds forth thus

"The Prince de Joinville has won his laurels before

"Yet, it is not peace between two great and often antagonist nations; it is not the harmony of the lily and the rose that men alone think of; it is the concord of many kingdoms, the tranquillity of innumerable states, and the pacification of Christendom, that men consider when they long for peace. England and France at war, where would be the tranquillity of Europe? England and France in harmony, what great or desolating war can inter- the ramparts at Tangier. We are sure they will not rupt the happiness of the world? It were as be his last. reasonable to suppose that the great bodies in the triumphs. He has a mother, whose prayers we doubt We are full of confidence in his future physical world could come into mutual collision, not are offered up for his honor and welfare; that without carrying havoc and destruction amid their mother is a living saint, and her prayers are not offered dependent satellites, as that the two kingdoms of in vain. More triumphs await him in the MediterFrance and England could contend, without involv-ranean, and perhaps on the Atlantic. What if he ing the other states of Europe in the fortunes of should invade Ireland ?" the contest. And it is the consciousness of thisof the peril to which a rash engagement in war would expose more than the first parties to it-of the responsibility which lies upon men in high station-of the enormous evil that one hasty or ill-that the millions of Ireland are helpless without judged measure may introduce amongst other ele- foreign aid. If France throws a few regiments to her ments of disturbance-it is this which, felt in a there is no invasion by that great captain, the hero coasts she is to throw off the English yoke; but if lesser way and with a less individual interest by of Tangier, why then all the castle-building falls to men in private station, should exert a strong and the ground. A national cause, relying on such aid intelligible influence upon the mind of ministers, for success, must be a very weak and spiritless one. on whose every word and every sentence depend, If six millions of people were in earnest, they would humanly speaking, the chances of war or peace. find their way of shaking off an oppression without A minister of foreign affairs cannot but feel the the help of a handful of Frenchmen and a puppet momentous responsibility too deeply to act with prince in an admiral's uniform. The men who precipitation. He should be cautious and wary, accomplish great exploits are they who depend on therefore, not to be the first to throw away the their own resources and energies; not those who scabbard, and to plunge Europe amid the confla-look to strangers for help, which is the expectation of gration of an unnecessary and unnatural discord." the intervention of Hercules instead of putting the

The probable course of Russia, in the event of War, is confidently supposed to be hostile to France. The Britannia says:

Drowning men catch at straws; and at this hero of straw the champion of repeal catches to sustain the wild hopes of its cause.

There is really vast humility in this. It supposes

shoulder to the wheel.

Frail and pitiful indeed must be the cause, the hopes of which are built on the speculation of such a championship as that of the Prince de Joinville, and on the strength of the wondrous achievement of knocking down a few stones at Tangier! of oppression to desire to exchange even the misrule And does it quite become a people who complain of England for the sort of government with which the Citizen King has blessed the French. The heaviest abuse of which Ireland has now to complain would be light and trivial compared with the vexations, mortifications, and oppressions to which she would be subjected as a French province. It may however be imagined that France, for the sheer love of freedom and of Ireland, would deliver her from England, and then leave her to herself; but what if there should be a mistake in such a calculation, and the French should find Ireland an easier and pleasanter possession than Algeria? We must apologize for the folly of contemplating such absurdities, but nonsense must be combated on its own ground.

The visit of the Emperor Nicholas to this country, followed so speedily by that of his minister, Count Nesselrode, gives countenance to the idea that an important negotiation is in progress for binding together more closely the ties which exist between Russia and England. The emperor, it is probable, took the initiative in this important business, laid his views frankly before the queen, and, when he found them cordially received, committed to the hands of the most experienced statesman in his dominions the task of carrying out his wishes and intentions. What the precise proposal of the emperor was cannot of course be known with certainty, but general opinion assigns it to have an intimate relation to the present aspect of affairs in Europe, and to be connected with the The piety of the Belfast Vindicator is in keeping possibility of a French war. It is even conjectur- with the rest of its views. Heaven is to heed the ed that Russian councils saw more in the famous prayers of the "living saint," the Queen of the pamphlet of the Prince de Joinville than the rest-French; and those prayers being for the honor and less ambition of a petulant youth; and, conceiving its publication to be a piece of diplomacy rather than an act of individual rashness, thought it expedient to secure the alliance of the other four great courts by additional guarantees. If this view be well founded, the proposed visit of the Emperor Nicholas to the Prussian court may have a political significance. His Imperial Majesty is not of a disposition to rest satisfied with half measures. To a Russian diplomatist belongs the honor of that alliance which preserved Europe from war in 1840, has a mother whose prayers will obtain for him sucThe logic is briefly this. The Prince de Joinville and satisfactorily settled the Turco-Egyptian ques-cess in whatever he undertakes. Ergo, if the Prince tion. A treaty of a yet more important nature, de Joinville should invade Ireland, he will carry all and projected by a higher mind, may now be in before him, and sweep the English from the face of ¡progress, having an equally pacific aim, but des- the land.

welfare of the Prince de Joinville, Providence is to subject people to the horrors of war as conducive to the prince's aforesaid "honor and welfare."

Are there no mothers, living saints, in Ireland, whose prayers, though not offered up from a throne, may, through the honor and welfare of their sons, bring about the redress of Ireland's wrongs by milder

means than the scourge of war?

far off, and with so roundabout an effect.
It seems rather strange to reckon on prayers so

CHAPTER VIII.-THE ALTERCATION.

THOSE two angry females-just imagine them, ripe for their verbal duel!-Mrs. Hopkins fierce, resolute, and pale as the mask, in marble, of an ancient Fury: Kezia, with her homely person, coarse limbs, scrubby head, staring eyes, and that violent red blotch on her cheek, not unlike the illpainted figure-head of the Bellona, or some such termagant ship of war.

"O you wretch!" began Kezia, panting for

utterance.

"Wretch yourself!" returned the woman. "Who gave you leave to meddle?"

"Those babes-those blessed babes!" exclaimed Kezia; "to want them devoured in their - innocent cradle by a wild man of the woods! Babes only fit to devour with kisses-and such as would soften any heart but a stone one, that nothing will touch, except the fizzling stuff as cleans marble!"

"Say, muriatic acid," suggested Mr. Postle. "Twin babes, too!" continued Kezia, "the very pictures of heavenly innocence-and might sit to a painter for a pair of cherubims!-and to abuse them so-it's almost blasphemy-it's next to irreligious!"

"Heyday!" exclaimed Mrs. Hopkins; "here's a fuss, indeed, about babies!-As if there was no more of them in the world! Prize ones, no doubt. I should like to see them soaped and scrambled for!"

"You would!" cried Kezia, almost in a scream -"you would! Oh! you wicked, wicked monster!"

"Monsters are for caravans," said the woman; "and if I was you, before I talked of monsters, I would go to some quack doctor,"-and she glanced viciously at my father-"for a cosmetical wash, to make both my cheeks of a color."

"My cheeks are as God made them," said Kezia; "so it's Providence's face that you're flying into, and not mine. But I don't mind personals. It's your cruel ill-wishing to those precious infants; and which to look at would convert a she-ogress into a maternal character. Do you call yourself a mother?"

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Do you?" asked the woman with a spiteful significance.

"No I don't," answered Kezia, "and not fit I should. I'm a single spinster, I know, and therefore not a mothery character; but I may stand up, I hope, without committing matrimony, for two helpless innocent babes. Dear little infants, too, as I've washed, and worked for and fed with my own hands; and nursed on my own lap; and lulled on my own buzzum; and as such I don't mind saying, whomever attacks them, I'm a lioness with her yelps."

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Whelps, Kizzy, whelps," but Kizzy was too angry to notice the correction.

"A rampant lioness sure enough! And if I was your keeper," said Mrs. Hopkins, with a malicious glance at my father, "I'd keep you to your own den. The business has n't improved so much, I believe, as to require another assistant."

The wrath of Kezia was at its climax. Next to an attack on the family, a sneer at the business was a sure provocative. "I know my place," she said, "and my provinces. It's the kitchen, and the back kitchen, and the washus, and the nussery; and if I did come into the surgery, it was to beg a little lunatic caustic to burn off a wart.

As for our practice, Mr. Postle must answer for himself. All I know is, he can hardly get his meals for making up the prescriptions; what with mixing draughts, and rolling pills and boluses, and spreading blisters and Bergamy pitch plasters, and pounding up drugs into improbable powders." "Impalpable," said my father.

"Well, impalpable. Not to name the operations, such as cupping, and flea botany, and distracting decayed teeth."

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Extracting," said my father, "the other would be a work of supererogation."

"Well, extracting-and the vaccinating besides, -and all the visiting on horseback and on foot,private and parishional,-including the workus. Then there's master himself," continued Kezia, dropping a sort of half courtesy to him, as an apology for the liberty of the reference,-"if he gets two nights' rest in a week, it's as much as he does, what with confinements, and nocturnal attacks, and sudden accidents,-it's enough to wear out the night bell! There was this very morning, between one and two, he was called up, out of his warm bed, to the Wheel of Fortune, to sow up a juggler."

"Jugular," said my father.

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Well, jugular.-And the night before, routed out of his first sleep by a fractious rib. I only wonder we don't advertise in the papers for a partner, for there's work enough for a firm. First there's a put-out shoulder to be put in again,then a broken limb to set,-and next a cracked penny cranium to be japanned

She meant trepanned, and the correction was on my father's lips, but was smothered in the utterance by the vehement Mrs. Hopkins. "Japan a fiddlestick!" she cried, impatiently rolling her head from side to side, and waving her hands about, as if battling with a swarm of imaginary gad-flies. "What do I care for all this medical rigmarole?"

"Oh! of course not!" said Kezia, "not a brass button. Only when people affront our practice, and insinuate that we have a failing business, it 's time to prove the reverse. But perhaps you 're incredible. There was no such thing, I suppose, as the pison'd charity-boy, with his head as big as two, and his eyes a-squeezing out of it, because of eating a large red toadstool, like a musicstool, in loo of a mushroom.”

"There might, and there might not," said Mrs. Hopkins.

"I thought as much!" exclaimed Kezia, “and in course you never heard of the drownded female who was dragged out of the canal, a perfect sop! and was shocked into life again, by our galvanic battering?"

"I never did,” replied Mrs. Hopkins.

"Oh no-not you!" said Kezia, bitterly. "Nor the stabbed Irishman, as was carried into this very surgery, all in a gore of blood, and pale, and fainting away, and in a very doubtful state indeed, till master applied a skeptic."

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"A styptic," said my father, "a styptic." Well, a styptic. And maybe you v'e not heard neither of the scalded child-from pulling a kettle of boiling water over her poor face and neck,— and which was basted with sweet oil, and drudged with flour, and was so lucky as to heal up without leaving a cockatrice."

"If I was you," said Mrs. Hopkins, "I would say a cicatrix."

"Well, perhaps I ought," said Kezia. "How

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