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hands upon them, novels, plays, poems, council-men and liverymen. Out of romances, and political pamphlets ; he London he knew nothing ;-he believed was a constant frequenter of the thea- that the Thames ran into the sea, because tres, sometimes with leave and sometimes he had read at school, that all rivers without, for Mr. Bryant was almost run into the sea, but what the sea was afraid of him; and to crown the matter he did not know and did not care ; he he was a most outrageous Wilkite. believed that there were regions beyond

Mr. Bryant himself was a neat, quiet, Highgate, and that the earth was haorderly sort of a man, regular as clock- bitable farther westward than Hyde work, and steady as time, the very pink Park corner; but he had never explored of punctuality and the essence of exact those remote districts. What

He had been in business nearly Hammersmith to him or he to Hamforty years, in the same shop, conducted mersmith ? Heknew of nothing, thought precisely in the same style as in the days of nothing, and could conceive of nothing of his predecessors; he lacked not store more honourable, more dignified, or more of clothes or change of wigs, but his desirable than a good business properly clothes and wigs and three cornered attended to. He was proud of the close hats were so like each other, that they and personal attention that he paid to seemed, as it were, part of himself. His his shop,-somewhat censoriouslyproud; wig was brown, so were his coat and he might be called a mercantile prude; waistcoat, which were nearly of equal or shopkeeping pedant; and when a length. He wore short black breeches near neighbour who had a country house with paste buckles, speckled worsted at Kentish-town, to which he went hose and very large shoes with very down every Saturday, and from which large silver buckles. He was most in- he returned every Monday or Tuesday, tensely and entirely a citizen. He loved came by a variety of unavoidable, or the city with an undivided attachment. unavoided mniefortunes to make his apHe loved the sound of its bells, and the pearance in the Gazette, with a “ Wherenoise of its carts and coaches ; he loved as” prefixed to his name, Mr. Bryant the colour of its mud and the canopy of rather uncandidly chuckled and said, its smoke; he loved its November fogs, " I don't wonder at it. I thought it and enjoyed the music of its street inu- would end in that. That comes from sicians and its itinerant merchants; he leaving things to boys." loved all its institutions civil and reli- Much as Mr. Bryant venerated the gious; he thought there was wisdom city, and all the city institutions, yet he in them if there was wisdom in nothing was by no means ambitious of its ho. else ; he loved the church and he loved nours. His motives of abstinence were the steeple, and the parson who did the of a mixed nature. He had fears that duty and the parson who did not do the the dignity of common-councilman, duty; and he loved the clerk and the which he had occasionally been invited sexton and the parish beadle with his to aspire to, might interfere with his broad gold-laced hat, and cane of stri- domestic comforts and put Mrs. Dice king authority; and he loved the watch- kinson out of her way; and he had men and their drowsy drawl of “ past some slight apprehensions that he might umph a' clock;" he loved the charity not be successful if he should make the schools and admired beyond all the attempt; and then as in the course of sculpture of Phidias, or the marble mi- his life he had seen many promoted to racles of the Parthenon, the two full. that honour, whom he had once known length statues about three feet each in as children and apprentices, and whom length and two feet six inches each in he still regarded as boys, though some breadth, representing a charity boy and of them were upwards of thirty years a charity girl, standing over the door of old, he affected to make light of a digthe parish school; he loved the city com- nity that

had become so cheap. panies, their halls, their balls, though Mr. Bryant was considered hy the he never danced at them, their dinners, frequenters of the Pewter Platter as a for he never missed them; and above man of substance, and being some years all other companies he loved the sta- older than most of the visiters at that tioners', and its handsome barge, and house, and having been accustomed to its glorious monopoly of almanacks; he the house for more years than any other loved the Lord Mayor and the Mansion- of the party, the arm-chair, at what was house,- it was not quite so black then, called the upper side of the fire-place, as it is now,—and he loved the great was invariably reserved for him, and the lumbering state coach and the little other arm chair was most frequently gingerbrend sheriffs' coaches, and loved occupied by the Rev. Simon Plush. the aldermen, and depaties and common. This reverend gentleman was a specimen

of a class of clergy now happily extinct, politics, “ For who knows,' said he, and never it is to be hoped for the ho- is but that it may some day or other cost nour of the church, likely to be revived. me a dinner ?" He was for the most He was a tall, muscular, awkward man, part tolerably loyal, but democratic beef about fifty years of age ; habited in a would not choke him. To crown the rusty grey coat, with waistcoat and whole, he was imperturbably good-nabreeches of greasy black, wearing a tured. grizzled wig that had shrunk from his forehead, which in its broad expanse of troduced to Wilkes and Doctor Johnson :

Early in the first volume we are inshining whiteness, formed a contrast this is rather a hazardous experiment of with a fiery hooked nose with alderma- the author, but is executed with sucnic decorations. His gait was shuffling cess. Atherton, the hero, is then a city and awkward, and all his carriage was that of a man who was a sloven in every- Wilkes and Liberty, and Atherton,

These were the days of

apprentice. thing; he was slovenly in his dress, slo- through his protracted attachment to venly in his behaviour, slovenly in mind. the cause, is locked out by his master, He had been a servitor at Oxford, where John Bryant. it can hardly be said that he had received his education, for though an education As Atherton stood absorbed in thought had been offered to him both at school at the eastern side of Temple bar, he was and at Oxford, he had, in both instances, wakened from his reverie by two gentledeclined the offer, guessing, perhaps, men coming through the gate and talkthat with such a mind as his, the acqui- ing somewhat loudly. One of them was sition of mental furniture would be but a ponderous, burly figure of rolling and Jabour lost. By the tender mercy how- shuffling, gait puffing like a grampus, ever, or by the culpable negligence of and at his side staggered or skipped college dignitaries and examining chap- along a younger, slenderer person, who lains, he had found his way into the hung swingingly and uncertainly on the clerical profession, and had undergone arm of his elderly companion. The the imposition of episcopal hands, which older of the two was growling out somewas rather an imposition on the public thing of a reproof to his unsteady comthan on him. Yet he lacked not talent panion, who flourished his arm as with of some kind; he was a good hand at the action of an orator and hiccupped whist, excellent at cudgel playing, dex- according to the best of his then ability terous on the bowling-green, capital at something like apology or vindication. quoits, unparalleled at rowing a skiff, The effect of this action was to throw could play well at nine-pins, could run, him off his balance, to unlock his arm hop, skip, jump or whistle with any from his more steady supporter and to man of his years, not ignorant of the send himself with a hopping reel off the science of self-defence, and when rudely pavement. To a dead certainty he or ruffianly insulted, could repay the would have deposited his unsober self indignity, with interest, at a moment's in the kennel had he not been kindly notice ; his lungs were vigorous, he and vigorously intercepted in his fall by could blow the French horn with most the ready assistance of Frank Atherton. poetic and potential blast, and with no At the ludicrous figure which his stagmean degree of skill, and as for preach- gering friend now made the older gening he made nothing of it; it used to be tleman burst into a roar of laughter said that, with the assistance of a dex, which might have been heard from Cha. terous parish clerk, he could get through ring Cross to St. Paul's; but suddenly the whole morning service, sermon and checking himself he mournfully_shooks all, in five and thirty minutes ; he was his head saying, “Oh Bozzy, Bozzy, no spoil-pudding except where he dined. this is too bad.” With all these talents, however, he had Frank, having no other occupation; no preferment in the church, nor even a was ready enough to offer his assistance curacy; but he had plenty of duty to do towards guiding and propping the intoxof one kind or another, and as all his icated gentleman; for it seemed to be work was piece-work, he got through a task rather too hard for the sober one it with as much rapidity as possible. to manage by himself. He was in almost constant requisition, “ I am sorry to take you out of your and could be found any morning at the way;' said the old gentleman to Ather. Chapter Coffee Honse, or any evening ton. at the Pewter Platter, except Sunday, - You cannot easily do that,” replied. and he usually spent his Sunday evenings Frank, “ I have no particular destinaut Mr. Bryant's. Mr. Plush was one tion at present. My way lies in one who prudently avoided meddling with direction as well as in another."

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***** Do I understand you rightly?" advice or direction, you are now at the asked the stranger, “ Are you indeed a fountain head of all practical wisdom. houseless, homeless wanderer."

My friend's comprehensive genius takes ** I cannot justly call myself a home in all subjects from the government of less wanderer,” said Frank, “but my empires to the construction of an apple master has just now closed his doors on dumpling. Follow his advice and you me and I have no other home at present cannot do wrong, neglect it and you than the strcets.'

cannot do right. -- Is not that well said, 'Tis bad, 'tis bad,” said the gentle- Doctor ?—Rather tersely put ?". man, “ you or your master has much to “ Go to sleep, Bozzy," said the docanswer for. But I'll take cure you shall tor, “ you don't know what you are not want a shelter for the present. I talking about, go to sleep. will not have upon my conscience the “ But I know what you have been guilt of suffering you to roam about the talking about. My ears are always streets all night, if I can prevent it.” awake to your wisdom, when all my

Frank was of a grateful disposition, other senses are asleep. We have had and was so much struck with the consi- a glorious day of it, Doctor, you routed derate kindness of the old gentleman them all, they had not a word to say that he ardently exclaimed, “Sir, I shall for themselves.” be infinitely obliged to you.''

“ I wish it were so with you,'' replied Nay, nay,” replied the stranger, the Doctor.

you speak profanely. You cannot be “Good again! Put that down;" infinitely obliged to any man."

said Mr. Boswell, and then turning to The party then entered a house in Atherton, he continued, “ You see how one of the courts of Flcet street and free I am with my illustrious friend.?! Frank felt happy in having met with one “ Be quiet, Bozzy,” said the doctor likely to befriend him. For though the again. gentleman was rather pompons in his « Well, well I may go to sleep con manners and somewhat awful in his as- tentedly to-night, for I have not lost a pect, yet there was a look of kindness day. I shall record it all to-morrow, about him and an expression of huma. and that fine glorious laugh which you nity and consideration in his countenance. uttered as we came through Temple When the intoxicated gentleman had Bar; I shall never forget the awful rebeen seated for a few minutes, his fa- verberation. There is not a man in culties partially returned and looking, or Europę whose laugh can be compared rather endeavouring to look upon Ather- with yours.—1 shall never forget it; ton, for his eye was not steady enough pray remind me of it to-morrow morning, to take a good aim, he said: “ Young --I shall never, never forget it, never gentleman, I am very highly obli--obli- nev-nev.” So saying he fell fast asleep. obligat—" Obligated,” roared the old gentle, the author. Its identity is very enter

We like this portrait-painting turn of man,

you would say. But you had better hold your tongue. That is the tuining, and is very superior in interest

to the satirical nommes in the fashionable best use you can make of it."

“ Glorious ! Capital ! Ten thousand novels of our day. thanks for that superb aphorism. Doctor, you must recollect that

me to

SPIRIT OF THE morrow morning, and you must put it down for me in your best style." He

Public Journals. then went on hiccuping and muttering _“ The best use, hic, the best use, hic,

LINES ON THE VIEW FROM ST. LEOI can make of my, hic, the tongue, hic, hold your tongue, hic, oh doctor hic, I shall never forget, hic, I hope you will Hall to thy face and odours, glorious Sea! remind me of it, hic, to-morrow morn

'Twere tbanklessness in me to bless thee not, ing.'

Great beauteous Being! in whose breath and The old gentleman shook his head My heart beats calmer, and my very inind and sighed; the tipsy orator proceeded, Thy murmurs than the murinurs of the world, and directing his speech to Athertoo he Though like the world thou fluctuatest, thy din managed to say, with many interruptions, To nie is peace- thy restlessness repose. Young gentleman, you may think

E eu gladly I exchange you spring-grecn lanes yourself happy in having thus accident

With all the darling field-lowers in their prime,

And gardlens haunted by the vightingale's ally as it were, for it was all by puré Long trills and gushing ecstacies of song accident, been introduced to the great For Wiese wild headlands and the sea-mew's Dr. Johnson.:* And if you need any With thce beneath iny wiudow, pleasant Sea,

NARD'S.

BY THOMAS CAMPBELL,

smile

Itong not to o'erlook Earth's fairest glades And pictures things unseen. To realms beyond
Anil grecn savannahs-Earth has not a plain You highway of the world my faucy flies,
So boundless or so benutilul as tbine ;

When by her tall and triple mast we know The eagle's vision cannot take it in.

Some noble voyager that has to woo The lightning's wing, too weak to sweep its The trade-winds, and to stem the ecliptic surge. space,

The coral groves--the shores of couch and pearl, Sinks half way o'er it like a wearied bird ;- Where she will cast her anchor, and reflect It is the mirror of the stars, where all

Her cabin-window lights on warmer waves, Tbeir host within the concave firmament,

And under planets hrighter than our own: Gay marching to the music of the spheres, Can see themselves at once

Lit boundless by the fire-fly- all the smells 4" Nos on the stage

of tropic fruits that will regale hér-all Of rural landscape are their lights and shades

The pomp of nature, and the inspiriting

Varieties of life she has to greet,
Or more harmonious dance and play than thine.
How vividly this moment brightens furth,

Come swarming o'er the meditative mind.
Between grey parallel and leaden breadths, True, to the dream of fancy, Ocean has
A belt of hues that stripes thee many a league, His darker binis; but where's the element
Flash'd like the rainbow or the ringdove's neck,

That cheqners not its usefulness to man And giving to the glancing sea-bird's wing

With casual terror? Scathes not earth some. The semblauce of a meteor.

times Mighty Sea!

Her children with Tartarean fires, or shakes Cameleon-like thou changest, but there's love

Their shrieking cities, and, with one last clang In all thy change, and constant sympathy

or bells for their own ruin, strews them flat With yonder Sky- thy mistress; from her brow

As riddled ashes-silent as the grave. Thou tak'st thy moods and wear'st her colours on

Walks not Contagion on the Air itself? Thy faithful bosom; morning's milky white,

I should-old Ocean's Saturnalian days Noon's sapphire, or the saffron glow of eve;

And roaring nights of revelry and sport And all thy balmier hours' fair Element,

With wreck and human woe-be loth to sing; Have such divine complexion-crisped smiles,

For they are few, and all their ills weigh light Luxuriant heavings, and sweet whisperings,

Against his sacred usefulness, that bids That little is the wonder Love's owy Queen

Our pensile globe revolve in purer air. From thee of old was fabled to have sprung

Here Morn and Eve with blushing thanks re

ceive Creation's common ! wbich no human power

Their fresh'ning dews, gay fluttering breezes Can parcel or inclose; the lordliest floods

cool And cataracts that the tiny bands of man

Their wings to fan tbe brow of fever'd climes, Can tame, conduct, or bound, are drops of dew And here tlie Spring dips down her emerald urn To thee that conld'st subdue the Earth itself, For showers to glad the earth. And brook'st commandment from the Heaveus alone

Old Oceau was
For marsballing thy waves-

Infinity of ages ere we breathed
Yet, potent Sea!

Existence and be will be beautiful
How placidly thy moist lips speak e'en now

When all the living world that sees him now

Shall roll unconscious dust around the sun. Along yon sparkling shingles. Who can be So fanciless as to feel no gratitude

Quelling from age to age the vital throb

In human hearts, Death shall not subjugate That power and grandeur can be so serene, Soothing the home-bound navy's peaceful way,

Tbe pulse that swells in his stupendous breast,

Or interdict bis minstrelsy to sound And rocking e'en the fisher's little bark

In thund'ring concert with the quiring winds; As gently as a mother rocks her child ?-

But long as Man to parent Nature owns The inhabitants of other worlds behold

Instinctive homage, and in times beyond Our orh more lucid for thy spacious share The power of thought to reach, bard after bard On earth's rotundity; aud is he not

Shall sing thy glory, BEATIFIC SEA! A blind worm in the dust, great Deep, the man

Metropolitan.* Who sees pot, or who seeing has no joy, In thy maguificence? What though thou art Unconscious and material, thou canst reach

THE LATE MR. ABERNETHY. The inmost immaterial mind's recess, And with thy tints and motion stir its chords MR. ABERNETHY, although ainiable and To music, like the light on Memnon's lyre!

good-natured, with strong feelings, posThe Spirit of the Universe in thee

sessed an irritable temper, which made Is visible; thou last in thee the lifeThe eternal, graceful, and majestic life- him very petulant and impatient at times Of nature, and the natnral human beart

with his patients and medical men who Is therefore bound to thee with holy love.

applied to him for his opinion and adEarth bas, her gorgeous towns; the earth-circling vice on cases.

When one of the latter

asked him once, whether he did not Has spires and mansions more amusive still Men's volant homes that measnre liquid space

think that some plan which he suggestOn wheel or wing. The chariot of the land, ed would answer, the only reply he With pain’d and panting steeds, and clouds of could obtain was, dust,

“ Ay, ay, put a little Has no sight-gladdening motion like these fair salt on a bird's tail, and you'll be sure to Careerers with the foam beneath ibeir bows, catch him."

When consulted on a case Whose streaming epsigns charm the waves by day,

by the ordinary medical attendant, he Whose carols and whose watch-Wells cheer the would frequently pace the room to and night,

fro with his hands in his breeches' Moor'd as they cast the shadows of their masts In loug array, or bither flit and yond

pockets, and whistle all the time, and not Mysteriously with slow and crossing lights, say a word, but to tell the practitioner to Like spirits on the darkness of the deep. go home and read his book.

* Read There is a magnet-like attraction in These waters to the imaginative power,

* With snch a poem as this, even occasionally, That links the viewless with the visible,

the Metropolitan must take high ground.

sea

my book\' was a very frequent reply to stinking soul breath in his face! A his patients also ; and he could seldom gentleman who could not succeed in be prevailed upon to prescribe or give making Mr. Abernethy listen to a narraan opinion, if the case was one which tion of his case, and having had a vioappeared to depend upon improper diet- lent altercation with him on the subject, ing. A country farmer, of immense called next day, and as soon as he was weight, came from a distance to consult admitted, he locked the door, and put him, and having given an account of his the key into his pocket, and took out a daily meals, which showed no small de- loaded pistol. The professor, alarmed, gree of addiction to animal food, Mr. asked if he meant to rob or murder Abernethy said, “Go away, sir, I won't him. The patient, however, said he attempt to prescribe for such a hog.". merely wished him to listen to his case,

He was particular in not being dis- which he had better submit to, or he turbed during meals ; and a gentleman would keep him a prisoner till he chose having called after dinner, he went into to relent. The patient and the surgeon the passage, put his hand upon the gen- afterwards became most friendly towards tleman's shoulders, and turned him out each other, although a great many oaths of doors. He would never permit his passed before peace was established bepatients to talk to him much, and often tween them. not at all: and he desired them to hold This eccentricity of manner lasted their tongues and listen to him, while through life, and lost Mr. Abernethy he gave a sort of clinical lecture upon several thousands a year perhaps. But the subject of the consultation. A lo- those who knew him were fully aware quacious lady having called to consult that it was characteristic of a little imhim, he could not succeed in silencing patient feeling, which only required her without resorting to the following management; and the apothecaries who expedient :- :-“ Put out your tongue, took patients to consult him, were in madam.” The lady complied. Now the habit of cautioning them against keep it there till I have done talking.” telling long stories of their complaints. Another lady brought her daughter to An old lady, who was naturally inclined him one day, but he refused to hear her to be prosy, once sent for him, and or to prescribe, advising her to make began by saying that her complaints the girl take exercise. When the gui- commenced when she was three years nea was put into his hand, he recalled old, and wished him to listen to the dethe mother, and said, “ Here, take the tail of them from that early period. The shilling back, and buy a skipping-rope professor, however, rose abruptly and for your daughter as you go along. left the house, telling the old lady to He kept his pills in a bag, and used to read his book, page so and so, and there dole them out to his patients; and on she would find directions for old ladies doing so to a lady who stepped out of a to manage their health. coronetted carriage to consult him, she It must be confessed, Mr. Abernethy, declared they made her sick, and she although a gentleman in appearance, could never take a pill. « Not take a manner, and education, sometimes wantpill! what a fool you must be,” was the ed that courtesy and worldly deportment courteous and conciliatory reply to the which is considered so essential to the countess. When the late Duke of York medical practitioner. He possessed none consulted him, he stood whistling with of the “suaviter in modo," but much of his hands in his pockets; and the duke the eccentricity of a man of genius, which said, “ I suppose you know who I am." he undoubtedly was. His writings must The uncourtly reply was, “Suppose I always be read by the profession to which do, what of that is His pithy advice he belonged with advantage; although, was, “Cut off the supplies, as the Duke in his great work upon his hobby, his of Wellington did in his campaigns, and theory is perhaps pushed to a greater the enemy will leave the citadel. When extent than is admissible in practice.. he was consulted for lameness following His rules for dieting and general living disease or accidents, he seldom either should be read universally; for they are listened to the patient or made any in- assuredly calculated to prolong life and quiries, but would walk about the room, secure health, although few perhaps imitating the gait peculiar to different would be disposed to comply with them injuries, for the general instruction of rigidly. When some one observed to the patient. A gentleman consulted him Mr. Abernethy himself, that he appear. for an ulcerated throat, and, on asking ed to live much like other people, and him to look into it, he swore at him, by no means to be bound by his own and demanded how he dared to suppose rules, the professor replied, that he that he would allow him to blow his wished to act according to his own pre

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