The regress for the public was, as we have stated, by St. George's Tower; whence we emerged as it were from a fit of lurid melancholy, to enjoy the refreshing beauties of the park scenery.

At four o'clock on the first day, the lying-in-state ceremony closed; it recommenced on the following day, and finally closed at three in the afternoon.

An affecting incident is said to have occurred at the close of the last day: After the public had withdrawn from the State-room, two Gentlemen Pensioners and two Yeomen of the Guard being the only persons present, the Duke and Duchess of Cumberland, with their son Prince George, entered, and walked up to the steps of the platform on which the coffin rested. The Duchess burst into tears, and fell on her knees; the Duke stood a few moments with his eyes fixed upon the coffin, apparently absorbed in grief; he then ascended the steps, and leaning his head upon his hand, and his elbow upon the coffin, found relief in a flood of tears. The Duchess, rising from her knees, ascended the steps also, and bending over the coffin, mingled her grief with the Royal Duke's. The young Prince, with the curiosity of a child, examined the ornaments of the coffin, and seemed to look with wonder on the solemn scene. At the moment his royal mother fell on her knees, he seemed alarmed, and seized her by the arm. The royal pair remained several minutes in tears over the coffin; then turned slowly; and having regained the door, they turned round, again looked mournfully at the coffin, and at length withdrew, evidently overpowered by their feelings.*

(For descriptive particulars of the Funeral, with an Engraving of the Procession, see the Supplement published with the present Number.)

"GOD SAVE THE KING."t

(To the Editor of the Mirror.) IN the Mirror, No. 341, you have given a copy of " God save the King!" with the alterations as sung at the King's Theatre, on the 29th of June, and the verse which has been added for the forthcoming Royal Birth Day. The latter (through an error of the

We give this narrative upon the credit of the Observer. We see nothing in it beyond a foud expression of fraternal and family affection. Without some such feeling, humanity is but a poor, pitiable stalking horse of insensibility.

Our correspondents are entreated to withhold

OUR cottage stood on a sunny hill,

To its walls the rich vines clung:

And the distant woods entwin'd a screen,
As with shout and song they rung.

I have breath'd my prayer to the calm blue sky,
O'er the flow'rs that cluster'd there;
And mirth has ting'd my childish eye,
As I gaz'd on a scene so fair.
Our cottage is it standing now

Its sunny vine between ;

Doth the curfew's hymn around it flow
From the distant woodland screen?
To me shall the sweet bell sing in vain
When the light of day departs;
For Death hath riv'n the magic chain

Which bound our blissful hearts!
R. AUGUSTINE.

HISTORICAL NOTICES OF THE USE OF GLOVES.

(For the Mirror.)

bye, I fancy that phrase comes from the custom "Right, Caxon, right as my glove-by the of pledging a glove as the sign of irrefragable faith."-Sir W. Scott's " Antiquary." THE antiquity of this part of dress will form our first inquiry; and we shall then show its various uses in the several ages of the world.

It has been imagined by Favine, on the authority of the Chaldaic paraphrase, that gloves are noticed in the 108th Psalm, where the royal prophet declares, he will cast his shoe over Edom; and still farther back, supposing them to be used in the times of the Judges, Ruth iv. 7., where the custom is noticed of a man taking off his shoe and giving it to his neighbour, as a pledge for redeeming or exchanging anything. He also adds, that the Rabbins interpret it as gloves. Xenophon gives a clear account of gloves. Speaking of the manners of the Persians, as a proof of their effiminacy, he observesthat not satisfied with covering their head and their feet, they also guarded their hands against the cold with thick gloves. Homer, describing Laertes at work in his garden, represents him with

Anthem."

the thorns. Varro, an ancient writer, is an evidence in favour of their antiquity among the Romans. In his treatise de Re Rusticá, he says, that olives gathered by the naked hand are preferable to those gathered with gloves. Athenæus speaks of a glutton who always came to table with gloves on his hands, that he might be able to handle and eat the meat while hot, and devour more than the rest of the company. These authorities show that the ancients were not strangers to the use of gloves, though their use was not common. In a hot climate, to wear gloves implies a considerable degree of effeminacy.

We can more clearly trace the early use of gloves in northern than in southern nations. When the ancient severity of manners declined, the use of gloves prevailed amongst the Romans; but not without some opposition from the philosophers. Musonius, a philosopher, who lived at the close of the first century of Christianity, among other invectives against the corruption of the age, says—“It is shameful that persons in perfect health should clothe their hands and feet with soft and hairy coverings." Their convenience, however, soon made the use general. Pliny the younger informs us, in his account of his uncle's journey to Vesuvius, that his secretary sat by him ready to write down whatever occurred remarkable; and that he had gloves on his hands, that the coldness of the weather might not impede his business. In the beginning of the ninth century, the use of gloves was become so universal, that even the Church thought a regulation in that part of dress necessary. In the reign of Lewis le Debonnaire, the Council of Aix ordered that the monks should only wear gloves made of sheepskin. Gloves, beside their original design for a covering of the hand, have been employed on several great and solemn occasions: as in the ceremony of investitures, in bestowing lands, or in conferring dignities. Giving possession by the delivery of a glove prevailed in several parts of Christendom in later ages. In the year 1002 the Bishops of Padertorn and Moncerco were put into possession of their sees by receiving a glove. It was thought so essential a part of the episcopal habit, that some abbots in France presuming to wear gloves, the Council of Poitiers interposed in the affair, and forbad them the use, on the same principle as the ring and sandals: these being peculiar to bishops, who frequently wore them richly adorned. As the delivery of gloves was once a part of the ceremony

used in giving possession, so the depriving a person of them was a mark of divesting him of his office, and of degradation. The Earl of Carlisle, in the reign of Edward the Second, impeached with holding a correspondence with the Scots, was condemned to die as a traitor. Walsingham, relating other circumstances of his degradation, says"His spurs were cut off with a hatchet, and his gloves and shoes were taken off," &c.

Another use of gloves was in a duel : he who threw one down, was by this act understood to give defiance; and he who took it up, to accept the challenge. The use of single combat at first designed only for a trial of innocence, like the ordeals of fire and water, was in succeeding ages practised for deciding rights and property.

Challenging by the glove was continued down to the reign of Elizabeth, as appears by an account given by Spelman of a duel, appointed to be fought in Tothill Fields, in the year 1571. The dispute was concerning some lands in the county of Kent. The plaintiffs appeared in court, and demanded single combat. One of them threw down his glove, which the other immediately taking up, carried it off on the point of his sword, and the day of fighting was appointed. This affair was, however, adjusted, by the queen's judicious interference. The ceremony of challenging by a glove at the coronation of the kings of England, by his majesty's champion, is known to the youngest of readers, and needs no repetition here. Brand says" Can the custom of dropping or sending the glove, as the signal of a challenge, have been derived from the circumstance of its being the cover of the hand, and therefore put for the hand itself?" The giving of the hand is well known to intimate that the person who does so will not deceive, but stand to his agreement. To "shake hands upon it" would not, it should seem, be very delicate in an agreement to fight, and therefore gloves may possibly have been deputed as substitutes. Challenging by the glove is still in use (says D'Israeli) in some parts of the world. In Germany, on receiving an affront, to send a glove to the offending party is a challenge to a duel. The last use of gloves was for carrying the hawk, which is very ancient. In former times, princes and other great men took so much pleasure in carrying the hawk on their hand, that some of them have chosen to be represented in this attitude. There is a monument of Philip the First of France

herself of the first new-year's day after her success, to present to Sir Thomas, then the Lord Chancellor, a pair of gloves, containing forty pounds in angels, as a token of her gratitude. The gloves he received with satisfaction: these could not, perhaps, as the offering of the heart, be refused; but the gold. he peremptorily, though politely, returned. It would be against good manners to forsake a gentlewoman's new-year's

"What posies for our wedding rings,

What gloves we'll give, and ribanings." The ancient custom of hanging a garland of white roses, made of writing paper, and a pair of white gloves, over the pew of the unmarried villagers, who die in the flower of their age, is observed to this day (says Sir Walter Scott, in his Notes to Miss Seward's works) in the village of Egam (where Miss Seward was born), and in most villages and little towns in the Peak of Derbyshire.

Chambers says that, formerly, judges were forbid to wear gloves on the bench. No reason is assigned for this prohibition.

Our judges lie under no restraint, for both they and the rest of the court make no difficulty of receiving gloves from the sheriffs, whenever the session or assize concludes without any one receiving sentence of death, which is called a maiden assize. Gough, in his Sepulchral Monuments, informs us that gloves formed no part of the female dress till after the reformation. There must exist some of the oldest gloves extant in the Denny family, as appears by the following glove anecdote:

At the sale of the Earl of Arran's goods, April 6th, 1759, the gloves given by Henry the Eighth to Sir Anthony Denny, were sold for 387. 17s.; those given by James the First to his son, Edward Denny, for 227. 4s.; the mittens given by Queen Elizabeth to Sir Edward Denny's lady, 25l. 4s. ;-all of which were bought for Sir Thomas Denny of Ireland, who descended in a direct line from the great Sir Anthony Denny, one of the executors of the will of Henry the Eighth.

We meet with the term glove money in our old records; by which is meant money given to servants to buy gloves. This, probably, is the origin of the phrase giving a pair of gloves, to signify making a present for some favour or service, of which, by the way, Brady, in his Clavis Calendaria, gives us the following anecdote of that eminent statesman Sir Thomas More :-When Mrs. Croaker had obtained a decree in Chancery against Lord Arundel, she availed

cept the gloves; their lining you will be pleased otherwise to bestow." J. R. S.

THE ASSES ON MOUNT PARNASSUS.
FROM THE RUSSIAN OF KRILOFF.
(For the Mirror.)

WHEN Grecia's gods were forced to fly,
And give place to Mahomet;
Apollo's seat, Parnassus high,

The Muses driven from it;

Its groves, ay, ev'n Apollo's own,
Oft by the poets sought,
With grass and thistles overgrown,
A turban'd Turk had bought.
And nine Arcadian coursers there,
The Turk had put to graze ;
Pity that these same asses were
Unknown in Æsop's days.

But there they were-quoth they we're nine
"Tis just the Muse's number,
Upon Parnassus' monnt we dine,
Why let our talents slumber.

"Sweet melody from us shall come,
Poetic parts betraying;"
They without farther talk began

Incontinently braying.

The Lonest Turk beneath the shade,
Was taking bis siesta,

Enraged that they his sleep invade,

And thus his slumbers pester,

With cudgel blows soon drives them off,
And with each ass does war wage,
They run, surprised the world should scoff,
And backs and talents, outrage.

But no, my si: ht grows dim, I see nor streamlet, nor heath,

tions, in various languages, for the most part in unknown characters. A great

beneath,

A mist wreathes fast around me; I cannot see the grove,

And hid, ah hid for ever! are the mountains

that I love.

And I can HEAR, the warbler's song in wild melodious strain,

ཙྪཱ ཝཱ ཙ

They are scattered over the rocks on each side, for the space of a mile. Occasionally are figures of camels, which are by some supposed to have been cut by the Jews in their passage. may be the case in a few instances; but the prevalence of the cross prevents this holding good generally. They are pro

This

joy to me

For now I die beneath the vault of heaven-and

others.

I'm FREE,

A. J. W. MARTIN.

Notes of a Reader.

ON THE DEATH OF HIS LATE MAJESTY. BY JOHN MALCOLM..

"Tis done-but yesterday a King!"

BYRON.

"EARTH to earth "-the tale is old,
Yet 'tis daily, hourly told:-
"Dust to dust"-the doom of man,
Ever since the world began.
When the soul returns to GOD,
On the coffin falls the clod;
And the lonely sleeper round
Night and silence sink profound.

Drops the sceptre from thy hand,
Monarch of a mighty land!
Ruler of the isles and sea,
What of them remains to thee
But a lowly bed of rest,
Waiting for its kingly guest-
But a pillow for the head

Of the throneless, crownless dead!

Yet it seems but yesterday
When, amidst a proud array,
On Edina's rock he stood
And the halls of Holyrood,
By their kings deserted long,
Hailed him 'midst a courtly throng,
And the cannon pealed on high
His glad welcome to the sky.

Now the sullen minute-gun
Tells us that his race is run!-
And the deep-toned doleful bell,
Far and wide, peals forth his knell;-
And the crowds, whose raptured roar
Hailed bim to our mountain shore,
Now in silent sorrow bend,
As if each had lost a friend.
Reckless of a nation's groans,
Hurling monarchs from their thrones,
With their vassals down to lie,
Death assails earth's places high;
With a paralyzing hand

Sweeps his scythe and shakes his hand.
And on dread behests of fate
Knocks upon the palace gate.

But the dead, with honour palmed,
In our hearts shall be embalmed,
And the glories of his reign,
Gained in many a red campaign—
While, where parted kings repose,
Amidst their cold and coffin'd rows,
Sound he sleeps, in peace unknown
To" the head that wears a crown."
Morning Herald.

THE WRITTEN MOUNTAINS.

On the Written Mountains, in the Great Desert, there are thousands of inscrip

HUNTING.

ALL men who are eloquent on the cruelty of hunting, beat their wives. That is a general rule, admitting of no exceptions. There is another. All men who stammer on the cruelty of hunting, are beaten by their wives. Fortunately these classes are not numerous, otherwise we should be a cock-pecked and hen-pecked generation. Humanity, in the long run, rejoices in pursuing unto the death, on foot or horseback, lions, tigers, bears, wolves, hyenas, foxes, marts, and hares. Were you to talk to himself of the cruelty of killing a lion, he would stun you with a roar of derision to a tiger, his stripes would wax blacker and brighter in contemptto a bear, he would hug you to his heart, as the choicest of all imaginable ninnies -to a wolf, he would suspect you of being a man-trap-to a hyena, he would laugh in your face-to a fox, he would give you such a brush you never had in your life-to a mart, he would look so sweet upon you that you would be scented like a milliner-to a hare, he would prick up his ears in vain emulation of the length of your own, and wonder to see an ass among the Bipeds. They all perfectly well know they were made to be hunted-that they are provided to fit them for that end, with certain organs and members, which otherwise would be, comparatively speaking, of little or no use, and would get so rusty, that ere long the creatures would be almost incapable of locomotion, and would absolutely die of fat the most cruel death in all the catalogue. Therefore, let Sir John Brute and Jerry Sneak henceforth on the subject of hunting-belong to the dumb animals. Blackwood's Magazine.

HOW TO GET UP A REVOLUTION IN SOUTH AMERICA.

In a country like this, where, in every class of life, there are but few occupations, there must of necessity be many

idlers, and idlers are generally the most discontented of mankind. These meet at corners of streets, in pulperius, and in coffee-houses, to pass the time in smoking cigars. One of the party accidentally mentions that "Don Fulano has got an appointment under government, of fifty dollars a month." "How came he to get it ?" says another. "I have more right to it than he," says a third. "Let us have a revolution," says a fourth." Corriente !-with all my heart!" is the unanimous exclama tion of the party. Fresh cigars are immediately lighted, and before they are smoked out, the "revolution" is planned. Guns, swords, and pistols, are talked of, and some few are probably obtained; but, being more for the presumed object of protection to themselves than of injury to others, arms are not of paramount importance. If the "revolutionists" understand that their plot has been discovered, they abscond in all haste to distant towns and villages, where they reside in quiet till their scheme has been forgotten, which generally happens in the course of a few weeks. If they have not been able to effect their escape, and are made prisoners, ten to one but they are thrown into gaol, where they probably remain also a few weeks, and are again let loose, one of them, in the mean-time, being selected to be shot in the great square, pour encourager les autres. But if they prove successful, which sometimes happens, they turn out of office the existing authorities, and instal themselves and friends. The first act of the new government is always to repeal some measure of their predecessors which had not met with public approbation; this, with a proclamation of pardon and oblivion of all past political offences, obtains popularity; a ball is given at the cabildo, and every thing goes on smoothly for a whole moon perhaps; when another cigar-party assembles, and acts, with little alteration, the same farce over again. But what, it may be asked are the military doing all this time ?-smoking their cigars.-Temple's Travels.

WITCHCRAFT IN ENGLAND. NOTHING can be more deceitful than the unction which Dr. Francis Hutchinson lays to his soul, when he ventures to assert that England was one of those countries where the horrors of witchcraft were least felt and earliest suppressed. Witness the trials and convictions which, even before the enact

ment of any penal statute, took place for

this imaginary offence, as in the case of Bolingbroke and Margery Jourdain, whose incantations the genius of Shakspeare has rendered familiar to us in the Second Part of King Henry VI. Witness the successive statutes of Henry VIII., of Elizabeth, and of James I., the last only repealed in 1736, and passed while Coke was attorney-general, and Bacon a member of the Commons ! Witness the exploits of Hopkins, the witch-finder-general, against the wretched creatures in Lincolnshire, of whomSome only for not being drowned, And some for sitting above ground, Whole nights and days upon their breeches, And feeling pain, were hanged for witches.

Hudibras, Part II. Canto III.

What would the Doctor have said to the list of THREE THOUSAND victims executed during the dynasty of the Long Parliament alone, which Zachary Grey, the editor of Hudibras, says he himself perused? What absurdities can exceed those sworn to in the trials of the witches of Warbois, whose fate was, in Dr. Hutchinson's days, and perhaps is still annually, "improved" in a commemoration sermon at Cambridge? or in the case of the luckless Lancashire witches, sacrificed, as afterwards appeared, to the villany of the impostor Robinson, whose story furnished materials to the dramatic muse of Heywood and Shadwell? How melancholy is the spectacle of a man like Hale condemning Amy Duny and Rose Cullender, in 1664, on evidence which, though corroborated by the opinion of Sir Thomas Browne, a child would now be disposed to laugh at? A better order of things, it is true, commences with the chiefjusticeship of Holt. The evidence against Mother Munnings, in 1694, would, with a man of weaker intellect, have sealed the fate of the unfortunate old woman; but Holt charged the jury with such firmness and good sense, that a verdict of not guilty, almost the first then on record in a trial for witchcraft, was found. In about ten other trials before Holt, from 1694 to 1701, the result was the same. Wenham's case, which followed in 1711, sufficiently evinced the change which had taken place in the feelings of judges. Throughout the whole trial, Chief Justice Powell seems to have sneered openly at the absurdities which the witnesses, and in particular the clergymen who were examined, were endeavouring to press upon the jury; but with all his exertions, a verdict of guilty was found against the prisoner. With the view, however, of securing her pardon, by