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4-6 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 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 ?':

you or your master has much to “ Go to sleep, Bozzy," said the docanswer for. But I'll take care 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, “ Šir, 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! Pat that down ;) infinitely obliged to any man."

said Mr. Boswell, and then tarning 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 conmanners and somewhat awful in his as- tentedly to-night, for I have not lost, 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 Europe whose laugh can be compared rather endeavouring to look upon Ather- with yours:-1 shall never forget itine 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. obligatObligated,” roared the old gentle

We like this portrait-painting turn of you would say.

the author. Its identity is very enterbetter hold your tongue. That is the tuining, and is very superior in interest best use you can make of it.”

to the satirical nommes in the fashionable Glorious ! Capital ! Ten thousand novels of our day. thanks for that superb aphorism. Voctor, you must recollect that for 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

L"The best use, hic, the best use, hic, LINES ON THE VIEW FROM ST. LEO. I can make of my, hic, the tongue, hic, hold your tongue, hic, oh doctor hic, Í shall never forget, hic, I hope you will Hall to thy face and adours, Florious Season remind me of it, hic, to-morrow morn

me to bless thee not, ing."

Great beauteous Being! in

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 murmyrs than the murinors of the world... and directing his speech to Atherton he Though like the world thou fluctuatest, thy dia managed to say, with many interruptions, Tone is peace- thy restlessness repose. Young, gentleman, you may think

Een gladly I exchange you spring-green lanes
With all the

darling field-flowers in their prime, yourself happy in having thus accident

And gardens haunted by the nightingale ** ally as it were, for it was all by puré Long trills and gushing ecstacies af Accident, been introduced to the great for these wild headlands and the sea-mew's Dr. Johasonar And if you need any With thce beneath my wiudow, pleasant Sea, T.



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I long not to o'erlook Earth's fairest glades
And green savannahs-Earth has not a plain
So boundless or so benutilul as ibine;
The eagle's vision cannot take it iu.
The lightning's wing, too weak to sweep its

Sinks balf way o'er it like a wearied bird ;-
It is the mirror of the stars, where all
Their host within the concave firmament,
Gay marching to the music of the spberes,
Can see themselves at once-

Nor on the stage
Of rural landscape are their lights and shades
Of more harmonious dance and play than thine.
How vividly this moment brightens furth,
Between grey parallel and leaden breadths,
A belt of hues that stripes thee many a league,
Flash d like the rainbow or the ringdove's neck,
And giving to the glancing sea-bird's wing
The semblauce of a meteor.

Mighty Sea!
Cameleon-like thou changest, but there's love
In all thy change, and constant sympathy
With yonder Sky- thy mistress ; from her brow
Thou tak'st thy moods and wear'st her colours on
Thy faithful bosom; morning's milky white,
Noon's sapphire, or the saffron glow of eve;
And all thy balmier hours' fair Element,
Have such divine complexion-crisped smiles,
Luxuriaut heayings, and sweet whisperings,
That little is the wonder Love's own Queen
From thee of old was fabled to have sprung-
Creation's common ! which no human power
Can parcel or inclose; the lordliest floods
And cataracts that the tiny bands of man
Can tame, conduct, or bound, are drops of dew
To thee that could'st subdue the Earth itself,
And brook'st commandment from the Heaveus

For marsballing thy waves-

Yet, potent Sea!
How placidly thy moist lips speak e'en now
Along yon sparkling shingles. Who can be
So fanciless as to feel no gratitude
That power and grandeur can be so serene,
Soothing the home-bound navy's peaceful way,
And rocking e'en the fisher's little bark
As gently as a mother rocks ber child ? -
The inhabitants of other worlds behold
Our orb more lucid for thy spacious share
On earth's rotundity; aud is he not
A blind worm in the dust, great Deep, the man
Who sees pot, or who seeing has no joy,
In thy magnificence? What though thou art
Unconscious and material, thou canst reach
Tbe inmost immaterial mind's recegs,
And with thy tints and motion stir its chords
To music, like the ligbt on Memnon's lyre!
The Spirit of the Universe in thee
Is visible; thou liast in thee the life
The eternal, graceful, and majestic life-
Of nature, and the natural human heart
Is therefore bound to thee with holy love.
Earth bas ber gorgeous towns; the earth-circling
Has spires and mansions more amusive still
Men's volant homes that measnre liquid space
On wheel or wing. The chariot of the land,
With pain'd and panting steeds, and clouds of

And pictures things unseen. To realms beyond
Yop highway of the world my faucy flies,
When by her tall and triple mast we know
Some noble voyager that has to woo
The trade-winds, and to stem tbe ecliptic surge.
The coral groves the shores of couch and pearl,
Wnere she will cast her anchor, and reflect
Her cabin-window lights on warmer Waves,
And under planets brighter than our own;
Tbe nights of palmy isles, that she will see
Lit boundless by the fire-fly- all the smells
Of tropic fruits that will regale hér-all
The pomp of nature, and the inspiriting
Varieties of life she has to greet,
Come swarming o'er the meditative mind.
True, to the dream of fancy, Ocean has
His darker hints, but where's the element
That cheqners pot its usefulness to man
With casual terror? Seathes not earth some.

Her children with Tartarean fires, or shakes
Their shrieking cities, and, with one last clang
Or bells for their own ruin, strews them flat
As riddled ashes-silent as the grave.
Walks pot Contagion on the Air itself?
I should-old Ocean's Satnrpalian days
And roaring nights of revelry and sport
With wreck and human woe-be loth to sing
For they are few, and all their ills weigh light
Against his sacred usefulness, that bids
Our pensile globe revolve in porer air.
Here Morn and Eve with blushing thanks re-

Their fresh’ning dews, gay fluttering breezes

Their wings to fan tbe brow of fever'd climes,
And here ihe Spring dips down her emerald urn
For showers to glad the earth.

Old Oceau was
Infinity of ages ere we breathed
Existence and be will be beautiful
When all the living world that sees him now
Shall roll unconscious dust around the sun.
Quelling from age to age the vital throb
In huinan hearts, Death shall not subjugate
Tbe pulse that swells in his stupendous breast,
Or interdict his minstrelsy to sound
In thund'ring concert with the quiring winds;
But long as Man to parent Nature owns
Instinctive bomage, and in times beyond
The power of thought to reach, bard after bard
Shall sing thy glory, BEATIFIC SEA !


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THE LATE MR. ABERNETHY. MR. ABERNETHY, although amiable and good-natured, with strong feelings, possessed an irritable temper, which made him very petulant and impatient at times with his patients and medical men who applied to him for his opinion and ad

When one of the latter asked him once, whether he did not think that some plan which he suggested would answer, the only reply he could obtain was, “ Ay, ay, put a little salt on a bird's tail, and you'll be sure to catch him.' Wnen consulted on a case by the ordinary medical attendant, he would frequently pace the room to and fro with his hands in his breeches' pockets, and whistle all the time, and not say a word, but to tell the practitioner to go home and read his book.

Has no sight-gladdening motion like these fair
Careerers with the foam beneath their bows,
Whose streaming ensigns charm the waves by
Whose carols and whose watch-bells cheer the

Moor'd as they cast the shadows of their masts
In long array, or bither fit and yond
Mysteriously with slow and crossing lights,
Like spirits on the darkness of the deep.
There is a magnet-like attraction in
These waters to the imaginative power,
That links the viewless with the visible,

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* With snch' a poem as this, even occasionally, the Metropolitan must take high ground.

my bookwas a very frequent reply to stinking foul 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 guin 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 want. pill I 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 go. 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 pecnliar 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 appearfor 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



cepts, but he had such a devil of un their indulgences, or alteration of faappetite,'' that he could not do so.

vourite habits, he often cut short their Mr. Abernethy had a great aversion narratives by putting his fore-finger on to any hint being thrown out that he the pit of their stomachs, and observing, cured a patient of complaint. When- “ It's all there, sir ;'' and the neverever an observation to this effect was failing pill and draught, with rigid remade, he would say, “I never cured strictions as to diet, and injunctions as any body." The meaning of this is to exercise, invariably followed, although perfectly obvious. His system was ex- perhaps rarely attended to; for persons tremely wise and rational, although, as in general would rather submit to even he expressed himself to ignorant per- nauseous medicine than abandon sensual sons, it was not calculated to excite gratifications, or diminish their worldly confidence. He despised all the hum- pleasures and pursuits.- Metropolitan. bug of the profession, and its arts to deceive and mislead patients and their friends, and always told the plain truth The Gatherer. without reserve.

He knew that the A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.. term cure is inapplicable, and only fit to be used by quacks, who gain their livelihood by what they call cures, which they promise the patient to effect. Mr.

In the 16th century, when figure and Abernethy felt that nature was only to fortune, or quality and wealth, were more be seconded in her efforts, by an art considered than wisdom or probity, or which is derived from scientific princi- justice and equity, in our courts of law, ples and knowledge, and that it is not Judge Doddridge took upon him to rethe physician or surgeon who cures, but primand the sheriff of the county of nature, whom the practitioner assists by Huntingdon, for impanneling a grand art. Weak-minded persons are apt to jury of freeholders who were not, in his run after cures, and thus nostrums and opinion, men of figure and fortune. The quacks are in vogue, as if the living hu- sheriff, who was a man of sense, and of man system was as immutable in its wit and humour, resolved at the next properties as a piece of machinery, and assizes to try how far sounds would work could be remedied when it went wrong upon that judge, and gain his approbaus the watchmaker repairs the watch tion. He presented him with the folwith certainty, or the coachmaker mends lowing pannel, which had the desired the coach. No one appreciated more effect, for when the names were read highly the value of medicine as a science over emphatically, the judge thought than Mr. Abernethy; but he knew that that he had now indeed a jury of figure it depended upon observation and a deep and fortune :knowledge of the laws and phenomena A true copy of a Jury taken before of vital action, and that it was not a Judge Doddridge, at the Assizes mere affair of guess and hazard in its holden at Huntingdon, July, 1619. application, nor of a certain tendency as Maximilian King—of Torland. to its effects.

Henry ....Prince-of Godmanchester. This disposition of mind led the philo- George....Duke-of Somersham. sopher to disregard prescribing for his William....Marquess-of Stukely. patients frequently, as he had less faith Edmund... Earl of Hartford. in the prescription than in the general Richard ...Baron-of Bythorpe. system to be adopted by the patient in Stephen .Pope-of Newton. his habits and diet. He has been known Stephen ...Cardinal-of Kimbolton. accordingly, when asked if he did not Humphry.. Bishop-of Bugden. intend to prescribe, to disappoint the Robert. .Lordof Worsley. patient by saying, “Oh, if you wish it, Robert. Knight-of Winwinck. i'll prescribe for you, certainly." In- William.... Abbot-of Stukely. stead of asking a number of questions, Robert . ..Baron-of St. Neot's. as to symptoms, &c., he usually con- William....Dean-of Old Weston, tented himself with a general disserta- John.... Archdeacon--of Paxton. tion, or lecture and advice as to the Peter.. .Squire—of Easton. management of the constitution, to which Edward.... Friar--of Ellerton. local treatment was always a secondary Henry.. .Monk-of Stukely. consideration with him altogether. George.

.Gentleman-of Spaldock. When patients related long accounts George..., Priest of Graff ham. of their sufferings, and expected the Richard ....Deacon -of Catsworth. healing remedy perhaps, without con


Yeoman-of Barham. templating any personal sacrifices of

G. K.


On a Publican." (For the Mirror.)

A jolly landlord once was 1, An astounding announcement, but an

And kept the Old King's Head hard by, incontrovertible fact, as shown by the And eke all other kinds of cheer,

Sold mead and gin, cider and beer, following festive arrangements, made Till Death my license took away, wholly from names of members returned And put me in this house of clay : forming the new legislature. At the head of the table will be found, Sooner or later, great and small.

A house at which you all must call, in A' Court Style, a Blunt, Harty, Kings dressed in Green and Scarlett, seated

On John Underwood. on a Lion-supported on the right by Oh cruel Death, that dost no good, three Thynne Fellows and two Bastard With thy destructive maggots ; Knights, Baring a Shiel; and on the Now thou hast cropt our Underwood, left by a Sadler, seven Smiths, and the

What shall we do for fagots ? Taylor "wotMangles with his Bod- In Dorchester Churchyard. kin. The bottom, it is understood, will Frank from his Betty snatch'd by Fate, be graced by a Mandeville on a Rams. Shows how uncertain is our state ; bottom, with a White Rose at each elbow, He smiled at morn, at noon lay deadand a Forrester and Carter on one side, Flung from a horse that kick'd his head. and a Constable and Clerk on the other. But tho' he's gone, from tears refrain, The sides will contain a Host of un- At judgment he'll get up again. known Folks. Lamb, dressed by an English Cooke,

EPITAPHS IN BROMSGROVE CHURCHwill be one of the principal joints; and birds being scarce this season, there will only be à Heron, two Martins, a

In memory of Thomas Maningly, who

died 3rd of May, 1819, aged 28 years. couple of Young Drakes, and a Wild Croaker. There will, however, be an

Beneath this stone lies the remains, immense Lott of French Currie, and the Who in Bromsgrove-street was slain ; Best Boyle Rice. Fruit being yet un

A currier with his knife did the deed, ripe, there will consequently only be And left me in the street to bleed; some Peach and Lemon Peel.

But when archangel's trump shall sound, The whole will be got up at a great And souls to bodies join, that murderer Price; but in order to go a Penne. I hope will see my soul in heaven shine. father, the amusements of the evening Edward Hill, died 1st of January, 1800, are to be further promoted by the per

aged 70. formance of Dick Strutt, the celebrated He now in silence here remains, Millbank Ryder, who will Mount a Hill, (Who fought with Wolf on Abraham's and afterwards, while swallowing a Long plains); Pole, blow a Horn fantasie through his E'en so will Mary Hill, his wife, nose without Pain, and then Skipwith a When God shall please to take her life. live Buck and two Foxes-concluding 'Twas Edward Hill, their only son, with a description of his late two Miles Who caused the writing on this stone. Hunt in three Woods. Among the splendid pictures deco

WE perceive that Mr.

Murray bas advertised the rating the walls, are some views along second edition of Sir Humphry Dary's Salmonia, the Surry Banks and of the Bridges. with the following opinion quoted from the GenOn the whole, some warm work is

tleman's Magazine : “One of the most delight

ful labours of leisure ever seen-not a few of the anticipated, from there being a supply most beautiful phenomena of nature are here of both Coke and Cole ; but as to who lucidly explained.”. Now, these identical words will Wynne, remains to be seen.

occur in our Memoir of Sir H. Davy prefixed to

vol. xiii. of The Mirror, and published in July, Walworth.

G. W.

1829. A Memoir of Sir Humphry Davy appear. ed subsequently in the Gentleman's Magazine of the same year, in which the editor has most upceremoniously borrowed the original por

tion of our Memoir (among which is that quoted On Ann Jennings, at Wolstanton.

above), without a single line of acknowledgment. Some have children, some have none;

He has, too, printed this matter in his largest Here lies the mother of twenty-one.

type, while we were content to write and sell

the whole Memoir and Portrait at our usual On Du Bois, born in a baggage-wagon,

cheap rate. and killed in a duel.

Printed and Published by J. LIMBIRD, 143, Begot in a cart, in a cart first drew Strand, (near Somerset Honse,) London; sold breath,

by ERNEST FLEISCHER, 626, New Market, Carte and tierce was his life, and a carte Leipsic; G. G. BENNIS, 55, Rue Neuve, st. was his death.

Augustin, Paris; and by all Newsmen and



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