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and shame on the part of the pero him, perhaps, more to be pitied filious assailant, and confusion and than those who had ended their sore Terror on that of Amelia, rendered rows by death. them all three for some moments Such was the scene of misery oca silent. At length, the injured lover casioned by not restraining the vio having enquired of Amelia what lence of an improper and dishonour. had passed, and been imperfectly able passion on its first appearance. informed by her, as well as the extreme agitation she suffered would permit, burst forth in a torrent of the bitterest reproaches on the base SOLITARY WALKS attempter to supplant him in the affections of her he held dearer than IN A COUNTRY CHURCH-YARD. bis life. Barlow, enraged at the de tection, and the contemptible situa

BY JOHN WEBB, tion in which he was placed, answer. ed with equal vehemence and aspe

WALK I. rity, and from mutual invectives they passed, not in deed to immediate : The man how wise, who, sick of gaudy blows, but to a challenge to decide is led by choice to take his favourite avalk their fatal dispute with pistols. In

Beneath death's gloomy, silent cypress shades, despite of all the entreaties, of all Vupierc'd by vanity's fantastic ray!

'To read bis monuments, to weigh his dust, the adjurations of the agonised Ame Visit his vaults, and dwell among his tombs!" lia, they met, according to appoint.

YOUNO. ment, a few hours afterwards. At the first fire each wounded his an

- GAIRISH day had given place to tagonist." Mr. Euston received the sober evening : Sol had terminated ball in his body, and Mr. Barlow in his diurnal career, and garnished the the apper part of the arm. Mr. west with purple and gold, when I Euston's wound appeared at first the began a solitary walk ; not sto climb most serious ; but the bone of Mr, the verdant hill, and view the sylvani Barlow's arm being shattered, and a

scenery of nature, nor to visit my famortification beginning to make its vourite grove, to hear the soft des« appearance, he was obliged to suffer cant of the nighingale; but to enter amputation. The ball was extracted a scene big with solemnity and refrom Mr. Euston's wound, and he plete with awe: and to ruminate over seemed to be in no danger, but in the relies of deceased relatives and des a few months it appeared that parted fellow. mortals. , come internal part of consequence

A solemn stillness pervaded the had been so much injured as to pro- dreary recess; no sounds assailed the duce a rapid decline, to which he listening ear, save ihe nocturnal dirge fell a victim in less than a twelve- of the owl, and the barkings of a month. Amclia, from the shock watch-dog at a distant farm. The she had experienced, and the effect bird of night, on hearing the foot of of immoderate grief for his loss, an intruder, winged his slow flight to survived him but a little more than some other solitude; and at length a year; and the bitter remorse which sleep and silence closed the eyes and rent the heart of the suffering Bar: sealed up the tongue of the noisy. low, when he recollected the mis- cor. chief he had occasioned, rendered

A mind less tinctured with a bea

fief in apparitions would, perhaps, while wisdom How'd from his persuasive

words my have felt a tremor while traversing

congue : this depository of the dead. To have Fond of admonishing unguarded youth, felt no emotion, bé must bave been He pointed out to me the road of truth possessed of stronger nerves than I Advice when given in language soft and kind,

How grateful to a young enquiring mind. can boast of,

Thou friend of peace! it was thy constant aim • This was the spot where superstitious fear

Tocalm life's storm and quench fierce discord's

flame; Believes that white-clad spectres oft appear; Till thy mild spirit, ripe for scenes of bliss, To haunt the house where perjur'd swains Dropp'd its clay robe, and soar'd to realms of reside.

peace. To fill the guilty mind with awful dread,

Oh how unlike the man of martial fame, And shake the curtains of the murd'rer's bed.

Who rush to arms to gain a glorious name; Weak superstitious dream! while there I Who, goaded by ambition's mad desire, walk'd,

Togain renown would set the globe on fire; No disembodied shade before me stalk'd;

Would wade thro' seas of blood his wish Chas'd by bright reason's clear refulgent ray, And climb to empire over bills of slain!

t'obtain, These wild chimeras vanish all away.' Axtbor's Manuscript Poem. Edmund, farewell! Thy philanthropic mind

No longer seeks the good of human kind; As I traversed the gloomy domain No more thy feeling, amicable breast • where heaves the turf in many a

Dilates with joy, to see thy neighbour blest : mouldering heap,' the grave of a

Thy soul, from earth's contentious cline

remov'd, young friend drew my attention; and Enjoys that sweet serenity it lov'd' retrospection exhibited tò view the early period of life, when with the

In the course of my meditations I tenant of this humble tomb Iranged was led to reflect upon the inattenthrough nature's fairest scenes, ram,

tion with which the humble, the bled through her groves, mounted useful, and pious man is treated by her hills, and descended into her

the bustling world. vales, to find the blackbird's mud. The world o'erlooks him, in her busy walled tenement, or to purloin the

search linnet of her speckled brood.

Of objects more illustrious in her view;

And occupied as earnestly as she, • Dear departed youth! those pas. Though merę sublimely, he o'erlooks the times and recreations I enjoyed with

world. thee (how unlike the amusement of She scorns his pleasures, for she knows them

not ; siper years !)

He seeks not hers, for he has prov'd 'ern

vain. Left no foul stain upon the wing of Time.' He cannot skim the ground, like summer

birds Crossing the church path-way, Pursuing gilded flies; and such he deems 1 beheld the tomb of a respectable old

Her honours, ber emoluments, and joys.

Not slothful be,though seeming unemploy'd, man, who was, in the truest sense of And censur'd oft as useless. Stillest streams the word, a village philosopher. Let

Oft water fairest meadows, and the bird my rustic muse sketch his character.

That flutters least is longest on the wing.
Perhaps the self-approving haughty world,

That,as shesweeps him with her whistlingsilks,
Near where I trod reclin'd respected age. Scarce deigns to notice him, or if she see,
I knew him well venerable sage;

Deems him a cypher in the works of God, Who travellid thro' this world serenely mild, Receives advantago from his noiseless hours And Providence upon his journey smil'd: Of which she little dreams. Perhaps she Religion's radiant path he wisely trod, And studied with delight the book of God; Her sunshine and her rain, her blooming Froma that blest source the best of knowledge spring drew,

And plenteous harvest, to the prayer he And (pleasing thought 4) he practis’d what he makes, "kuew.

When, Isaac-like, the solitary saint


· Let

Walks forth to meditate at eventide, recline your head, or trust your cares And think on her, who thinks not for

to ;" while doubtless many an enherself.'

CowPER. gaging feminine would be bappy to Gentle reader of this solitary matrimony, and range through ail

twine with you the gordian knot of walk! whoever thou art, whether the delectable groves of Hymen. a stately dome be thy residence, or a clay cottage thine abode; whether agreeable companion of the softer

How pleasing you would find an, thou reclinest on the downy pillow of

sex, to attend you in your noctural affluence, or reposest on the hard rambles, or to be ready to welcome pallet of poverty; whether the emanations of genius irradiate thy mind, ment, to dry your wet raiment, and

you to a scene of domestic enjoye’ or thy intellectual faculties impart to administer a refreshing cordial, but a feeble ray; whether know. rendered doubly palatabie by her jedge opes to thee her storehouse of kind officiousness and fond atten-, scientific treasures, or ignorance tion! denies thee access to the gate of

Having myself experienced many learning, and with her cloudis hides of the cares and comforts of matrifrom the ken all the inviting

mony, I think myself qualified to walks of literature; whatever be become an advocate for the connuthy situation, character, or senti- bial tie. ments, methinks, upon a review of the account of this worthy old man, 'For fourteen years I wore old Hymen's yake, thou wilt exclaim with me

And never wish'd the chequer'd bondage

broke: last end be like his !

Seven blooming prattlers crowd my humble Having meditated among the board, silent relics of mortality till dark. And make their father happier than a lord: ness drew her ebon curtain o'er

Their sports and fond endearments can ima,

part the gay canopy of heaven, and the An exquisite sensation to my heart.' green scenery, of earth, I sought the

Author's Monuscript Porn region of repose, where I was soon rocked into a state of insensibility by where in his works, speaking of.a

I recollect that Dr. Franklin, someNature's soft nurse." Hoverbill.

bachelor, compares him to an odd. volume of a set of books, worth but

little-or (what is more degrading) To J. M. L.

to the half of a pair of scissars, which

cannot cut any thing, but may pose SIR,

sibly serve to scrape a trencher

with. IN your Night Walk for Febru Can you read the character of bry, I observe that you complain Solus in the play*, and not execrate of being a solitary bachelor,' and the idea of being an old bachelor? regret the absence of those tender Can you hear him exclaim, I wish felicities that are the almost con. I had been married thirty years ago; stant concomitants of the nuptial. I wish a wife and half a score children state. Permit then, sir, a brother would now start up around me, and seribbler, though not a brother ba. chelor, to expostulate with you for remaining, as Sterne says, 'cheer

Every one has his Faule,' by Mrs. less and alone, without a breast, to Inchbáld.

bring with them all that affection, and deserved success. To the power which we should have had for each erful attraction of his style of singe. other by being earlier acquainted ;' ing he adds a very uncommon share without feeling a deep conviction of of good acting and comic humour. the necessity of a speedy metamor At his first benefit, which he had phosis? I think you cannot. on Thursday, the nineteenth of June,

But if, in spite of what poets or 1806, he presented the public with prosemen may sing or say, you still Meyer's comic opera, entitled Il Faremain inexorable,

natico per Musica, which he has great

ly improved and enriched, since ils • For You no tender mate with anxious fear i Will dew her cheek with Nature's loveliest first appearance in Italy, by the in:

sertion of several new pieces. Le For You no prattling babes, in sweet em- Musicien Enragé of signor Naldi

ploy, Will wake the raptures of paternal joy.

was a fine piece of that style of actUnwept you'll fall; for your unnotic'd bier ing called caricato, or chargé jusqu' Will not be moisten’d with one heart-felt a l'erces. Mrs. Billington sung the tear.'


delightful song che temi mio cor, acHaverhill, April 11, 1807.

companied by signor Naldi on the violoncello, and herself on the pianoforte, and produced the most pleas


ing effect.


(With a Portrait.)

MISCELLANEOUS OBSERVATIONS. AS we gave in our last an elegantly engraved portrait of that astonishing THE most necessary virtue to wosinger Madame Catalani, 'we this man, and that which gives her the month presentour readers with a whole greatest degree of power, is modesty. length sketch of the celebrated per- This amiable quality influences the former, who so often appears on the features, the air, the mind, in such a stage with her, signor Naldi, in the manner, that every thing shocks us the character of Roberto il Assassino, where it is wanting. or Robert the Assassin, an operatic

We must allow that there are some character similar to that of Rugan- virtues which, though one would be tino on the English stage.

glad to have within call, one wishes Signor Naldi is from Lisbon, and never may be called for. Patience is made his first appearance at the one of them. She is an excellent King's theatre, in the Haymarket, ' physician to a diseased mind, but on Tuesday the fifteenth of April would any body desire to be sick for of last year, in the opera of Le the sake of having a doctor, even Due Nozze c un Sol Marito, (Two though it were the infallible Escu-' Marriages and only one Husband), lapius himself? the musíc of which is by Guglielmi, There is but one test of friendship, and abounds in beauties. His voice' a test by which no one would wish is a tenor of great compass and bril- to try the genuineness of it--and this liancy. The ease, grace, delicacy, is, necessity; and yet without that and rapidity of his modulation, it is not easy to know whether the afford a treat to which English ama- professions of our friends How from teurs have been long unaccustomed. the heatt, or only stream from the His debut was crowned with great: lips,


HARRIET VERNON; muttered he to himself, the women

are come to now a-days: formerly a

woman could walk from one end of CHARACTERS FROM Real Life. the city to the other with pattens,

and a cloth cloak over her shoulders, A NOVEL,

rain or hail; and now two young In a Series of Letters,

girls cannot walk half a dozen streets

in a fine summer day.' BY A LADY.

• Indeed," said Maria, “I cannot

undertake the walk. I do not feel (Continued from p. 189.)

perfectly well to-day.'

* Then stay at home; for I swear LETTER XVI.

by Change-alley, there shall no

coach be called to my door this Miss H. Vernon to Miss Wesl. day.'

Now this is an oath he never vioa ACCORDING to promise, I sit lates; so the debate ended, and we were down to inform my dear friend of going to take off our cloaks, when our visit to the colonel and his sister. looking through the window - Joy, Brother put on a new black bob, his joy!' said I; here is the colonel's best coat, and a new pair of striped chariot come to fetch us.' stockings.

He joined us in the 'Assure as sixpence,' said brother; parlour at three o'clock : the colonel 'so I hope you'll be pleased.' was to dine at four. We were dress "I don't know,' said Maria (with a ed in our best; and Dorcas, who as sort of sneer I never saw on her sisted, declared ske thought as how face before), if it will save anything, there were not such pretty-looking for I suppose the coachman will young ladies in all London.

expect something to be given him.' Come,' said brother, you have * Then let him expect," said broa been a long time dressing, I think ther, and I will ask him if it's the it's time to set out.'

first time he was disappointed.' • Borcas then may call a coach,' So saying, he led us to the door, said Maria.

and remarking that he saw no fun A coach! repeated my brother, in walking when he could ride foc with a look of astonishment. nothing, stepped into the carriage,

“Yes,' said Maria; “it's impossible leaving us to follow. He then enfor us to walk so far this hot day.' tered into a long dissertation on the

. You are likely to walk so far, or growth of luxury in the increase of stay at home, I promise you. Pray wheel carriages, which lasted till we how did you walk on Tuesday?"

reached the colonel's.--.While we • We were not dressed in were getting out, Do you expect best then. Why, only consider, bro- any thing, young man?' said he to ther; here is Maria and me in our the servant. "new white chip bonnets, which no • Sir!' said the fellow, not knowa thing injures so soon as the sun : ing what he meant.--Do you expect only look on us, brother, and say if it to be paid for the job?" be fit we walk all through the city "No, sir,' said the man, who now. dressed as we are.'-I might as well understood him; 'my master don't have talked to a post; for, walking allow us to take vails.' up and down the room, he paid not My brother made some reply, the least attention.-'A pretty pass,

which set the fellow laughing.--By Vol. XXXVIIL


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