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the prospect, my guide falling into a quiet sleep and fifty human beings perished by this catasa few paces from me, I could at full leisure gaze trophe, and whole herds of cattle were swept upon the scene of mournful beauty, unfolded away. Five minutes sufficed to complete the like a map at my feet. There were grand and work of destruction. The inhabitants of the solemn peaks, snow-capt, alluring the eye of the neighbouring towns and villages were first gazer through wonder ; but the human heart, roused by loud and grating sounds, like thunthrough sympathy, would call it back to the der. They looked towards the spot from which mournful desolation of the scene below. Before it came, and beheld the valley shrouded in a you rises the mountain of the Rossberg : if you cloud of dust. When it had cleared away, they do not know the story, you will look with won found the face of nature changed. The houses der upon its strange appearance. On that side of Goldau were literally crushed beneath the facing the valley of Goldau, which we passed on weight of superincumbent masses. Lowertz our left hand when ascending, from the very was overwhelmed by a torrent of mud. Nothing summit, as though an instrument of gigantic is left of Goldau but the bell which hung in proportions had, after being thrust in, cast the its steeple, and which was found about a mile side of the mountain down into the valley, the off. The people, thus destroyed in the midst of long raw ridge of red brown earth extends seeming security, are said to have been remarkadown the mountain's side. Look into the able for the purity of their manners and their valley, where it seems but the work of yester- personal beauty. day-the chaos of stones and mould, until you Another landslip subsequently occurred in compare it with the remaining houses left on 1823, when, by the fall of the fragments, the the borders of its destructive progress, look waters of the little Lake of Lowertz were thrown from the elevation of your position but as a up five feet, but no damage was done to the ploughed field. My space will but allow me to valley. give-abridged from the narrative of Dr. Zay, of From the green slopes of the Rhigi you look Arth, an eye-witness-a very brief outline of the down upon the theatre of this dreadful visitacatastrophe of which this valley was the scene. tion. The long raw grove from the summit of In the autumn of 1806, after a wet summer, cre- the Rossberg to its base, the valley-one field vices were observed in the flank of the moun- from either extremity -of rough, gigantic fragtain, and internal crackling noises were heard; ments, dotted over here and there with new detached pieces of rock rolled down the moun- buildings, or the one or two spared from detain. At two o'clock in the afternoon of the struction, by comparison with which you are 2nd of September, a large rock became loose, alone enabled to judge of the huge fragments and in falling raised a clond of black dust. which lie scattered over the vale. To the right Towards the lower part of the mountain, the of the waters of the Lake of Lowertz, comground seemed pressed down from above; and pressed by the encroachments of this terrific when a stick or spade was driven in, it moved of avalanche of earth, on its banks there is the itself. Soon a fissure, larger than all the rest, crumbling remains of an old castle, its ruinous was observed; insensibly it increased, the character in strict keeping with the scene springs ceased to flow, the pine-trees of the around; and legend has peopled it with a wicked forest absolutely reeled, birds flew screaming story of oppression-of a maiden being carried away. A few minutes before five o'clock, the off and confined in its gloomy walls ; and trasymptoms of some mighty catastrophe became dition says that once a-year, on the wild starless still stronger, the whole surface of the mountain night, when seemed slowly to glide down. With the rocks

“ The Thalvogt* hangs came torrents of mud, acting as rollers; but they

Heavy and low,” took a different direction when in the valley, the mud following the slope of the ground towards the spirit of the damsel is seen, torch in hand, the lake of Lowertz, while the rocks, preserving to chase the ghost of her oppressor, and with a straight course, glanced across the valley to wild shriekings, for the mountain-balls to echo, wards the Rhigi. The rocks above, moving to drive him into the waters of the lake. To much faster than those near the ground, went avenge this outrage, the castle is said to have farther, and ascended even a great way up the been destroyed at the rising of the Swiss conRhigi : its base is covered with large blocks, federates in 1308. This is the story of the carried to an incredible height, and by which ruined castle of Schwanau. trees were mowed down as they miglit have Gazing from the green slopes of the Rhigi, been by cannon. The effects of this terrible how silent lies the vale! The solitude around convulsion were the entire destruction of the you is awful. No sound reaches the ears, save villages of Goldau, Bussingen, and Rothen, and the distant voices of the mountain falls and a part of Lowertz. The rich pasturage in the stream. But come, let us leave this sad scene, valley and on the slope of the mountain, en- for the sun is setting over the Alps. tirely overwhelmed by it and ruined, were esti- Waking my guide, who had passed into mated to be worth £150,000. One hundred and sound slumber while i had sat musing over the eleven houses, and more than two hundred ruined valley, we again

started for the Rhigi stables and chálets were buried under the debris Koulm. We had not proceeded far over the of rocks, which of themselves form hills several þuudred feet high. More than four hundred

* A sort of mist.

snow

turf, ere the full sonorous chime of the kine , to the serving of the souper, a party of inusiciansbells greeted our ears; and before this fresh local geniuses I doubt not-had made their way sense of pleasure had passed away, we were in up to the upper end of the room; and when the view of the hotel on the summit of the Rhigi. viands were carried in, commenced with the It is a large structure with two projecting wings, overture from Rossini's “ William Tell.” The built entirely of wood. All around a fine herd merits of the performance it were unkind to of cattle were grazing. Passing the house, we criticise too closely: for novelty, remembering ran to the brow of the hill to see the sun go your elevation, it was unique. People who want down. On looking upon the wide panorama to see the sun rise, must not, spite of the agreeawhich is extended before you, the eye at first re- ble and congenial society often met with in fuses to receive the multitude of objects which such out-of-the-way places as the Rhigi Koulm, are presented. There is the wide expanse of be tempted to protract the convivialities to a late valley, and wood, and hill, and lake, and stream hour; nevertheless, one group did not retire until purpling in the solemn eve, the white mists there remained but the expectation of a four rising and sailing around in the distance; and hours repose ere we should be summoned to beabove, the giants of the Alps tower over the hold the valleys steeped in sunbeams, or to scene. Looking over the most precipitous side grope about on the hill-top in mist. As the of the mountain, over the lake of Zug, lying latter is the more usual reward for the exertion like a long oval blue mirror, you have glimpses of a climb up this far-famed mountain, the of the lake of Zurich over the hills beyond. rambler should in all cases be prepared with a Extending on your right is the ruined valley of store of resolution against disappointment. Goldau, bounded by the Rossberg. More to Most singular and irritating is the creaking the left, where the sun is going down into the sound from walls and floors and ceilings all over west, stretches the wide expanse, crowded with a the hotel when the “sight-seekers” are dismultitude of scenery, closed in by the ridge of tributed over the buildings. Dreadfully cold the Jura. Turning to the south, behold how are the chambers, notwithstanding their being god-like stand those Titans of the scene, the said to be warmed with Alues. On the wall is Bernese Alps ! Their giant forms, clad in snows suspended a printed notice that any one using from brow to base, shine with the radiance les couvertures as a protection against the cold of the summer rose. More to the left (in whilst viewing the sun-rise will be charged ten the east) glow the

mountains of batz. This announcement looks very much the canton Schwytz. Look !- how, while more like a suggestive than a preventive. Here, the valleys are darkling the full roseate lights as in the inns of Germany, the comforts of climb like a luminous curtain upon the mountain blanket and sheet are represented by a large sides! How your heart yearns and follows after pillow or bolster, forming a most uncomfortable those sunbeams of the dying day, which, like coverlet for the sleeper unaccustomed to such. the footsteps of angels, are passing up the hills. There being another bed in my chamber unocHigher and higher it rises, growing more in- cupied, I availed myself of this auxiliary bolster, tense in brightness as it climbs. See from some piled on which was every vestige of clothing it has passed away; and now the foreheads of which I had with me. I mention these but to the Jungfrau-range alone retains the light. For demonstrate how cold was this high sleeping a momentous pause it seems resting on the place on a summer night in July. highest peak, glowing with the radiance of in- It seemed as though we had scarcely fallen ternal fires. And now it has passed-had died into a doze ere we were roused by the wooden like a spark and in ashy grimness; ghostly and Alpine horn outside the building. After a quick phantom-wise

toilette in my yet dim chamber I hastened out, “All the giant mountains sleep."

and found the whole place aroused, and joining

the concourse of visitors, went out on to the hill How beautiful and calm come the stars over the top. As yet the valleys were shrouded in imsky! and in the south-west rides the moon, a penetrable darkness, the range of white Alps red canoe, through the ocean of purple air ! being alone discernible in the cold dawn. Little

The notes of the wooden born have long children who had come up from the “lower ceased to float around, and the lights are shining world” stood shivering about, endeavouring to from the windows of the hotel.

obtain customers for their beautiful bouquets of When we entered the long salle-à-manger we the rhododendron, or rose of the Alps, as were as much struck with the singularity of the souvenirs of the Rhigi Koulm; and the vendor scene within as we had been with the sublimity of articles of carved wood and polished chamoisof the view without. Some fifty or sixty people horn, whom we had observed doing a brisk were assembled along the two ranges of tables trade at his stall the previous evening, was in the certainly commodious though low-roofed already on the scene of action. The air was er. apartment, the meal designated in our mémoire ceedingly sharp, obliging us to a quick walk to (bil) as souper, having alĩ the appearances of a and fro along the hill. Some of the visitors we late dinner, and very excellent in its way, for observed were subjecting themselves to the fine which three francs only were charged; a very of ten batz. moderate sum, remembering that you are 5,900 Most wonderful and mysterious, looming up feet above the level of the sea, and 4,630 feet from the darkness, is the appearance of the above the level of the lake of Lucerne. Previous | Alps before dawn. In the far distance, over the Rossberg, there is a solitary summit, the reached the “Staffelhaus,” a small inn, at which Sentis

, in the canton Appenzell, sharply defined travellers sojourn when the hotel at the Koulm against the sky and over the wide landscape is full; from hence we soon entered the treewhich lies between in gloom; more to the right, shadowed paths which wind down this side of beyond the lake of Lowertz, are the Mitres (so the Rhigi, having the waters of the lake full in called from their shape); and among the Alpine view all the time. At one point of the descent range, continuing from east to south, are the the path is carried under a most singular natural peaks of the Glärinsh and Dödi; here the chain arch, the two sides of which are formed by imis taken up by the stupendous magnitude of mense masses of nagelflue (pudding-stone), bethe Bernese Alps. The summit of the highest tween the tops of which a third mass has fallen, of these, the Jungfrau, when the stars had like a wedge; by its precarious aspect certainly paled before the pulsing light in the east, the not tempting one to repose in its shadow. The beams of the coming morn first touched-not bracing freshness of the morning air, as we ran with the same hues as the sunset, but more with down the steep way, was indeed exhilarating ; the colour of flame, did the light come. A few while a charm was lent to the beauty of the more moments, and, one by one, the whole chain prospect before us, by the solemn tone of matincaught the ray, as though ignited by a spark, call from distant chapel-spires, while nearer the which soon travelled in a flood of transcendent chime of the kine-bells floating up the steeps, or glory over their foreheads of glacier and snow. the peculiar cry of the herdmen, or the echoes Presently the light began to merge over the oft awakened by the mirth of my knapsack. landscape from the east, revealing as it rolled carrier, who shouted and leapt and scampered back the curtain of darkness, the lower hills, over every inch of the route from the Rhigi top the green valleys, and the wooded slopes. to the village of Weggis. Swiftly it passed along, rushing over the hill on

At Weggis, a pretty little village close under which we stood, and turning from the dazzling the Rhigi, on the banks of the lake of Lucerne, rays of the uprisen sun, we beheld even unto

we had to await the steamer from Fluelen. In the west horizon the fresh earth laugh beneath front of us, over the expanse of water, rose the light of morn. The winding glaciers shine Mount Pilatus, cloudless, to the sun ; standing and flash like crystal, afar off; the lakes of Zug around is many a grey and ancient peak, o'erand Lucerne, and many another--for it is stated capped by glaciers and untrodden snows. After that thirteen lakes may be seen in this picture patiently waiting in the hot sun, by the water's of 300 miles circumference-spread in exquisite side, the sound of a full band roused us from blue tints at your feet; from the bosom of these

our reveries, and we gladly saw the steamer rise the white mists into the sky, poising and come panting along the blue lake. How insailing in mid-air; and the great drama of comparably grand are the features of the lake of Nature is opened—the day has begun.. With Lucerne ! Sailing amid its ever-changing rewhat an all-shared sense of rejoicing and thanks. vealings of terror and beauty, you marvel not giving does the whole prospect seem imbued ! sad and pitiful indeed if the human heart did

" that the lands not chord in unison to the universal ovation.

Of storm and mountain have the noblest sons; Soon after six o'clock we started off at a quick Whom the world reverences, the patriot banda, pace for the descent. In a few minutes we Were of the hills !”

OUR CONSER V A TOR Y.

THE FAIRIES.
Little Child. Mamma, tell me something about
the Fairies.
Mamma. Listen then :-
" Up the airy mountain,

Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a hunting,

Por fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk

Trooping all together,
Green jacket, red cap,

And grey cock's feather!
Down along the rocky shore

Some make their home,
They live on crispy pancakes

Of yellow-tide foam ;
Some in the reeds

Of the black mountain-lake,
With frogs for their watch-dogs,

All night awake.

High on the hill-top

The old king sits;
He is now so old and grey,

He's nigh lost his wits.
With a bridge of white mist

Columbkill he crosses
On his stately journeys

From Slieveleague to Rosses;
Or going up with music

On cold starry nights,
To sup with the queen

of the gay Northern lights.

They stole little Bridget

For seven years long ;
When she came down again,

Her friends were all gone.
They took her lightly back,

Between the night and morrow,
They thought that she was fast asleep,
But she was dead with sorrow.

FLOWER GIFTS.

They have kept her ever since

FLOWERS.
Deep within the lakes,
On a bed of flagon-leaves,

I love flowers too; not for a young girl's reason,

But because these brief visitors to us
Watching till she wakes.

Rise yearly from the neighbourhood of the dead,
By the craggy hill-side,

To show us how far fairer and more lovely
Through the mosses bare,

Their world is; and return thither again,
They have planted thorn-trees

Like parting friends that beckon us to follow,
For pleasure here and there.

And lead the way silent and smilingly.--Ditto.
Is any man so daring

Nothing is more beneficial to a man of
To dig up one in spite,
He shall find the thornies set

genius, yet young, than to frequent society in In his bed at night.

which he is not over-estimated ;- nothing more

injurious than to be the sole oracle of his circle. Up the airy mountain,

-Bulwer's Life of Schiller.
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a hunting,

GENIUS.- To carry on the feelings of child-
For fear of little men;

hood into the powers of manhood.
Wee folk, good folk
Trooping all together

DrunGERY.—The every-day cares and du-
Green jacket, red cap,

ties, which men call drudgery, are the weights And grey cock’s feather!"*

and counterpoises of the clock of time, giving its Little Child. Say it again.

pendulum a true vibration, and its hands a ra. gular motion; and when they cease to hang

upon the wheels the pendulum no longer swings, 'Tis a wild graceful flower, whose name I know not; the hands no longer move, the clock stands still. Call it Sibylla's love, while it doth live,

- Longfellow. And let it die that you may contradict it,

PERSEVERANCE.—The weakest living creaAnd say my love doth not, so bears no fruit. Take it. I wish that happiness may ever

ture, by concentrating his powers on a single Flow through your days as sweetly and as still,

object, can accomplish something: the strongest, As did the beauty and the life to this

by dispersing his over many, may fail to accomOut of its roots.

plish anything.–Carlyle. Take this flower from me,

Art.-Man has lost his dignity, but Art has (A white rose, fitting for a wedding gift), saved it, and preserved it for him in expressive And lay it on your pillow. Pray to live marbles. Truth still lives in fiction, and from So fair and innocently; pray to die,

the copy the original will be restored.—Ditto. Leaf after leaf, so softly. Death's Jest-Book.

A BROKEN HEART.

Her heart was pure like our Venetian glassTHE DEATH OF CÆSAR.

Thy love was poison, and it shattered it.-M.S. Down with him to the grave! Down with the god!

THE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME OF LIFE, Stab, Cassius; Brutus, through him; through him, Earth's type of Beauty is our human love, all!

That love's self-sacrifice its true sublime.-M. S. Dead. As he fell there was a tearing sigh : Earth stood on him; her roots were in his heart; While the mind is only acquainted with the They fell together. -Ditto.

alphabet of nature it may be vain, but when it This Hope and Memory are wild horses, tearing

shall know her language it will be humble.The precious now to pieces. -Ditto.

W. F. Barlow.

CONSCIENCE.
THE PRESENT.

Would that I were in silence and alone. These present instants, cling to them; hold fast; But no! Shut doors : bar out both tongues and und spring from this one to the next, still upwards.

eyes; They're rungs of acob's heaven-scaling ladder: I face myself, and hear my thoughts made words. Haste, or 'tis drawn away.--Ditto.

M. S.

L I T E R A T U R E.

RECOLLECTIONS OF MRS. ANDERSON's a writer in favourite periodicals; but if we misSchool. A Book For Girls. By Jane take not, this is the first publication which has M. WINNARD.-(Hall and Virtue.) — Though appeared with her name. To write a really exoften writing anonymously, and rarely with a cellent book for juvenile readers requires more more definite signature than her initials, Miss varied powers and practised talent than are often Winnard has been for some time well known as found united; and it is while weighing and

These exquisite Nursery verses are the compo- knowing the difficulties of her task, that we consition of W. Allingham-(published by Chapman gratulate the author of the present volume very and Hall.)

heartily on her success,

These Recollections are written in the first In vain they fly!-beyond the temple's gates person, in the form of an imaginary youthful The same foul scene their sickening sight awaits! autobiography; the description of school-life is O'er Zoan's smiling plains-ah! thrice accurst, most graphic and entertaining, and the sketches Since from their Gods it comes--the storm has of the schoolfellows are quite pen-and-ink por

burst! traits-s0 full are they of individuality and

| With reptile life her flowery meads abound, natural character. The book is excessively in

Spring from each stone-the stream-the sky-the teresting, and thoroughly healthy, and deserves

ground.

Each step they take, where once they press'd the to become a standard favourite. We especially

sod like the episode of the old maid teacher, to whom

The shrinking foot now spurns a reptile God! a romantic history attaches, and whom a happy

Oh horrid curse! the foul and loathsome brood marriage awaits - it is just the sort of thing to Pollutes the couch, and nauseates the food ! right a young girl's wrong notions on the sub- | The senses pall!—the eye recoils with frightject of love and matrimony.

And shuddering Egypt sickens at the sight! THE PLAGUES OF EGYPT, A POEM; AND

LEGENDS OF THE COMMANDMENTS OF OTHER PIECES. BY FREDERICK JOHN|Gop. AND LEGENDS OF THE SEVEN CAPITAL STURMER.-(Gainsborough.)- There is much in

Sins. — (Dolman.) - These are rank Romanist this tastefully got up little volume to commend

productions, in which the Word of God is falsiit to the reader, and lift it out of the category of

fied; the Decalogue misexplained; and trumpery " fugitive” verses, which, to the sole benefit of

| tales, which were invented by clever wickedness printers and paper-makers, swarm from the

to impose on ignorant innocence, are here repress in uncounted numbers, to be read by par

produced with the evident aim of doing their tial friends, and live only in the memory of a

work over again. Of course we have only to limited circle. We do not deny that to win

warn our readers from such books, just as we world-wide popularity requires a stronger wing |

would lead them away from the neighbourhood than is here displayed, but there is no proof here

of mephitic vapours, or dissuade them from of chronic or incurable weakness. Mr. Stür- |

taking prussic-acid. mer is evidently a young man, with time and opportunities before him; he evinces a cultivated mind, a poet's heart, and a versifyer's ear :

HAMON AND CATAR; Or, The Two Races. his faculties seem, in our humble judgment,

| A Tale.-(Simpkin, Marshall, 8. Co.)- This is a only to require ripening and cultivating to win

tale, or novelette, the scene of which is laid in for him most honourable repute. Let him keep

the antediluvian period. Unquestionably the clear of the rock on which so many young

author has creative powers which might have authors split, imitation of the style of those who

produced an interesting story; but we can hardly have gone before, and look out in the living world |

pronounce this to be one. The subject is out of around him for subjects for his muse, as his

the range of general sympathies; and we are inpoem, "Man's Duty to the Child,” shows us

clined to think that it requires a Miltonic, or at that he can do. Our extract, however, as is

any rate Byronic, genius to lift a theme of this fair, shall be from his chief poem, “ The Plagues

description into that ideal region where alone it of Egypt."

can be treated by the poet, painter, or story

teller. Yet the style of this anonymous writer Nor yet was Pharaoh's stubborn spirit broke, is graceful and easy; and if he would but come Though with blanch'd cheek and quivering lip he down a few thousand years in the world's history, spoke

and choose some simple subject to which the "Ye shall be free! free as the ashes cast On the wild rushing of the whirlwind's blast!

reader's heart could respond, he would probably Free as the flame that glows on yonder shrine

give us a charming narrative. A rebel's death-a rebel's grave are thine On! priests of Isis ! 'mid the ember's glow

ADAMS' Pocket GUIDE TO THE ENVIRONS These rebel dogs, these cursed Hebrews throw! OF LONDON. By E. L. Blanchard. That all may see, if He they blindly name

ADAMS' Pocket GUIDE TO THE WATERING Their God, can save them from yon altar's flame! These walls their tomb—that burning shrine their

PLACES OF ENGLAND, AND COMPANION TO

The Coast. By E. L. Blanchard.-(Adams, graveWhen Pharaoh wills, no God has power to save !”

Fleet-street.)— These are two nicely got up little Presumptuous wretch! See'st not that holy man

volumes, enriched with appropriate maps and Smiles at thy wrath-nor trembles at thy ban ! engravings. The first, if sufficiently known, must Ev'n now with scornful glance and outstretch'd be extensively patronised by the numerous hand,

strangers which our new World's Wonder has He waves his rod above the smouldering brand,

drawn this season to the metropolis; and the And the fierce flames in rolling masses spring

second is no less well-timed, giving a variety of Consuming all they touch-while each vile thing

useful information to the annual tourist, touchEach reptile God-each grinning monster-all Quivering with life, burst from the sculptur'd wall !

ing the climate of different places of resort, and The frog-the newt-each creeping reptile form

modes of conveyance thither, &c., &c. A higher Born of the slime-in swelling clusters swarm !

sort of information is also atforded in these These are thy Gods ! oh wretched land in these books, for they are richly strewn with historical Vile loathsome things, behold thy Deities !

and antiquarian anecdotes.

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