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tin, Philosophy, Chemisery, Mechanics, &c. But we could not help thinking at the time, and have thought it much more since, that tu allain such excellence in acquirements of (to them) ques. lionable utility, much valuable time must bave been sicrificed. Precious moments must have beep friluırd away with Greek, Me. chanics, and Chemistry, ibat shonld rather bave been employed in diffusing amongst their ignorant bretheren the elements of mental regeneration, sound, practical, and where it may be done without alarming prejudioe, Christian knpu ledge. We believe that the whole of the Colta Youths are intended 10 be sent abroad, in time, either as Missionaries or Teachers. If as Missionaries of the Gospel should not their education be purely Theological ? If as Teachers it ought 10 be as simple as possible, and in reference to the capacities of those to be innght, not of those who are to lcach. Is it intended that the Dobey's child should be initiated into the mysteries of centrifugal and other forces, that our Appos should grow up learued in the wisdom of the lumic Theory, or that the Cinvawon Peelers' children should be tauglie the nature of the essential vil which flavors that spicy bark, and how much of its quality depends upon the action of the solar raus! We make these few remarks without reference to the geuitleweli at the head of the lustitution, who we believe act upoli a syslym laid down for their puidunce by the home committee, and doubtless cannot depart therefrom. 11 is possible 100, but we inay be wrong in these ideas, buie until we hear some stronger argunients than have reached us as yet, we cannot concede the utility of an Uuiversity Education for the enlightenment and conversion of the inbabitants of the Jungle Villages of Ceylon,

Mrs. Trollope, ile vulgar thougli clever satirist of the follies of the human character, has commenced in the " Metropolitan," a new work entitled “The Blue Belles of England ;" from what we hear of the opening chapters, it promises to be a performance of considerable merit and free from much of the objecționable in her luimer productions.

Sir David Brewster's work, “The Martyrs of Science" is well spoken of: it comprises the lives of Gallileo, Tycho Brahe, and Kepler. Ainsworth, we perceive, is delermined to make the most

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of his present popularity, and promises to rival “ Brz" in the unneariedness of lus pen: anoiber "Historical Romance" viib ibe promising title of “Windsor Castle" is announced from this prolific writer.

Mr. Boulley promises us the following interesting pocelties: • Belgium." by J. E. Tennant Esq. M. P., in 2 vols. Memoirs of the Colwan Family. By R. B. Peake Esq., 2 vols. Purtrails, of Children of the Nebility.

Mr. Colburn announces “ The Book without a name." By Sir, Charles and Ludy Morgan. The Life and Letters of Beethoven. Edited by J. Moscheles Esq. Society in India. by an Indian Officer, and The Hon: Mrs. Dawson Damer's

Mrs. Dawson Damer's Diary of her Tour in Greece, Turkey, Fospt and the Holy Land. Besides the above

the following movelties;-Man, ners and C'ustonis of the Japanese in the Nineteenth Century. A personal narrative of a Journey 10 the source of the River Oxus. By Lieut. John Wood. Heroes, Hero-worship and the Heroic in History. By Thomas Carlyle.' The Last Days of Mary Squart. By Miss Emily Finch. Six months with the Chinese Expedition. By Lord Jocyin. The Origin, Progress ayd Presept Condition of the Fine Arts in Great Britain. By W. B. S. Tuylor. My Lite. By An Ex Dissenter. What w Observe, or the Traveller's Remembrincer. By Col. J. R. Juchson, Radical Cure of Şlullering by Surgical operation. From the German, by Joseph Trucars. Russia under Nicholas the First. From the German, by cupl. 4. C. Sterling. Tle Lile of Peurarch. By Thomas Campielt i'sq., Author of the Pleasures of Hope. The Love Match. By Mrs. Haberly. Joan of Are. An historical Romance. By T. J. Serie Esq.

The French Stage and the French people. Édited by Theodore Hook. A delence of Joint Stock Banks and Country Issues. Currency and Banking. The Currency Question,



There's a golden rision that fits around,
In a babe's blue eye 'lis ever found;
There's a charm that we leel but may not tell,
And we would not bicak, if we could, ibat spell.

'Tis Childhood's Dream,

There's a fairy vision that breaks upon
And dazzles the sight, as il dances on,
A far off scene in some land of bliss,
Aud it leaves behind a sigla aụd a kiss,

"Tis the Dream of Youth,

There's a changing vision of dark and fair,
The sunshine of joy and the clouds of care.
And dearly the funcy loves to trace,
The future's path ibrough that chequer'd space.

"Tiş Manboud's Dreana,

There's a holy: vision that floats above
The rime-louched brow in a balo of love,
It beatbex repose with its evening breath,
Aud il slumbers on 'till it sleeps in death.

"T'is the Dream of Age.

Ep. C. M.





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Epping Bungalow, May 10th, 1841, MY DEAR COUSIN-As I promised in uis last, before starting for this, I take up my pen to tell you our uprisings and dowlalls, and I assure you We've seen a few since then, No doubt you'll want to know something, about Epping Bungalow," 80 here yon base it. Ou first coming in sight of my land covered with large aud gigantic, lofty trees, and thick with brushwood, I exclaimed, “How very like Epping Forest !" Mrs. B. agreed with me, 80 we deterinined to christian our clearing - Epping."— Bungalow is the asiatic, and I believe also ibe oriental name, for a sinall bouse or cottage, aud aillough we have not even the walls of a house up yet, but merely a sort of a lent, still I call it our Bungalow. I am rather at & Ines for the derivation of the moril, but I am in-lined to bejeve it arose from the lung. ling, hurried manner in which thet are built, and from their bein, very low, for they've never more than a stouni Goor.

But I must tell you our adventures on the road. I said in my laesaro irere to come up by mail, and we we did. Our traps took thirteen carts, and a nice litile job I had packing up! There was a hox of surat 10 he got for the monkey, anatker for the tortoisen, and innumerable slips of clorh 10 rrap the work-hotes in. The jewels we took with us, as also the walking sticks, and the children had the peacock's feathers to lat with. After a dozen mishaps with the furniture, and the natives, and the bullocks, and having hoge trunks placed upon Mrs. B's bonnet boxes, all tras fuirir starled, and away we were off in bed, but not to quiet sleup. Í passed the night in a feverish hull doże. Onr morrnt's jour. nes and all the hidden horrors of Aitted before mr fretful ima gination. I saw a splended Coffee.garde rise up in full blossom, from the ground. Hoes, rakes and pickaxes bere working away in it by invisible bands. I tried to reach it, but I found deep ravines and mountaid torrents, in my way, and little fiends spreading fevers and maladies around. Then: I was in the nail coach and the horses were galloping us down a frecipice, rocks were tumbling about our ears, and my wife ond children were cling. ing around me. “ Brown, Brown!" shouted some voice, and “ Brown, Brown* echoed from rock to rock. I started forward to seize the trunk of a tree, and lo! I found I had hold of the bed post with my wife by my side telling we in was four o'clock, and time to be dressiny.

Well it was hurry, skurry and scramble for one entire hour, at the end of wbich we found ourselves groping about the steps of a carriage with wheels like a cris' taggon, It was as dark as a coal-mine, and every thing had 16 le done by tel. The children and Mrs. B. were logged in, and I scrambled over the r heels as fast as I could, for the horses were tring put in. I left my loggate to the mercy of the coach niggers, for seeing that all tas right appeared to be out of the question, and the hors s were rearing and kicking in a dreadful

as all

was ready, a gun was fired from the batteries as a signal for us to start, and away

at a furious rate, the carriage rolling from side to side like a drunken sailor. My wife grasped my arm till it was black and blue, and the children screamed most unercisully. After the first start all went well enough and we had leisure to look at und us : however I saw little that was interesting for the first half of our jour. ney, it reminded me aniu of the “ biled piece of pork and the roast piece of pork," for it was a puddy field and cocoanut trees, and a hut, and ado: ther paddy field and more cocoanut trees and then another hui. Pat on our leaving the half-ıray house after breakfast, the scene on all sides kas truly grand and picturesque: it beat Burford's Pennyrom all to nothing at all. I guess he could'nt do better than lake a trip out to Ceylon and paint a few


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of the fine Pennyrams to be met with up here. I used to think Richmond Aill and Win Isor Forest first chop things of the kind, and that there wasn't their equals ány where, but bless yna, they was nothing to the hills and Foods here! It made Mrs. B. and ihe young ones scream to look down into some of the valleys, and we all the time rattling along a road close to the edge of about two thousand feet of perpendicular rock and bushes. I told my wife there was no fear at all, but to speak the truth I laid a light hold of the carriage rails, and tried to whistle some popular airs, occasionally asking the driver how far we should fall if we made a slip, and how much

of that sort of road we had to go. But that was not the only annoyance : we had some of the most scampish cattle I ever remember to hare met with. The horses were inostly strong and went on well when they did move, but the thing was to get them to start. They were full of all sorts of ridiculous tricks, quite disgusting! One horse had his legs tied while heing put in; annther would'nt wait til! the traces were fastened. A third comical little chap had a knack of laying down occasionally in the road, plump in the mud; he was the most tiresome of the lot.

I said to the driver when he did this, “shy coachman, whaterer in the world is that ridiculous horse a thinking of, in be a laying down here instead of waitintill he gets to his stall ?" " Why, Sir," 46 when this 'ere horse

poney he used to act at Astley's and he had to sham Abrabam and pertend to be shot at & stroke from his inaster, and so you see if I happen to touch him in the old place he thinks he's on the stage again, and must fall down and die He's a clerer hanimal that there, sir !" I however differed from him, and thought it was a very silly borse not to know where he was after going up and down the road so often. I also thought that if the proprietors would hare play-acting horses they ought at least to engage a clown or a partaloon to drive 'em. We had no more had horses after this, with the exception of one who had a knack of climbing his companions neck, as though ascending an imaginary flight of stairs. I suppose he had been educated at Astier's too, and ha:/ been in the habit of getting up the ladder.

Well, cousin, we got at last to Kandy, the ancient capital of the Emperors of Ceylon--about 5, p. m. hot, hungry and tired. With some difficulty so graped our way to the house, or rather hut, prepared for us, and began an altuck on rice anl curry, without paying inuch attention to the bow or the where, and indeed it's co use being over nice here. I've often heard that travellers see strange things, but I never thought of seeing what I have in ons of the kitchens here. They remind me of the dog's meat shops in Cow Cross, where they bile the poor old dead horses, only the Singalee kitehen is dirtier bg a good deal.

If old another Squeers had lived in (eylon she'd hure sarod the expense of the briinstoge und treacle, and have made the school boys walk through her kitchen before breakfast, if that did not take away the poor thiuys' appetites they must beve been caupibaja.

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