same sight presented itself as on a former occasion. The youngster was seated on his chair, thumping his horse-shoes, and distinguishing their sounds. The doctor could not control his transports, but sprang up into the garret, seized little Davy in his arms, and exclaimed"This boy is mine!' My reader can imagine the scene that ensued. This was good fortune, far above the poor people's expectations. Young Davy was then taken home to Exeter, and regularly apprenticed to his patron. His subsequent career is well known.

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(6 Jemmy Whitely, an eccentric manager of a traveling corps, was not particular, in poor communities, whether he received the public support in money or in 'kind.' He would take meat, fowl, vegetables, &c., value them by scales, and pass in the owner and friends for as many admissions as they amounted to. Thus his treasury very often, on a Saturday, resembled a butcher's warehouse rather than a banker's. At a village on the coast, the inhabitants brought him nothing but fish; but as the company could not subsist without its concomitants of bread, potatoes, &c., a general appeal was made to his stomach and sympathies, and some alteration in the terms of admission required. Jemmy accordingly, after admitting nineteen persons one evening for a shad a-piece, stopped the twentieth, and said- I beg your pardon, my darling-I am extramely sorry to refuse you; but if we ate any more fish, by the powers! we shall all be turned into mermaids !' *

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Quin was distinguished for his attachment to the society of females; though the accounts which have been handed down of his rugged habits and propensities, may have led the reader to the contrary supposition. There was infinite delicacy in the following:-Being asked by a lady why it was, as reported, that there were more women in the world than men, he replied

It is in conformity with the ar

rangements of nature, madam: we always see more of heaven -than earth!""

The latter portion of the first volume is dedicated to a dramatic trip to Ireland, and is full of characteristic traits; but we can only introduce one or two of the Hibernian characteristics.

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At Mallow: "On returning to the inn, we were struck for the first time with the sign, which was a red, round-faced Hibernian, grasping a punchbowl, and saying these words, Pay to-day, and trust toAs this seemed to involve rather an important contradiction to us who were travellers, we required an explanation of the landlord (a baldheaded, bandy-legged little fellow, with a mouth which, when unclosed, explained the clown's idea of an open countenance), and were informed, that when his old sign of the Man and Punchbowl worn out, Mr. Mic M'Cormick, a friend of his, had agreed to paint him a new one; but he being desirous that the latter should contain some motto or general rule of his establishment, as a guide to the traveller who gazed on it, agreed with Mr. Mic M'Cormick that the words Pay to-day and trust to-morrow' should be inserted; the artist to be paid at the rate of twopence a word. When the sign was completed, Mr. M'Cormick had brought it home, but with the deficiency of the word 'morrow,' as above, which was owing to a want of room. The worthy host was not then, it appeared, so much concerned at this alteration, or rather destruction of his meaning, as about the settlement of the question whether 'to-morrow' was to be considered one or two words

upon that fact depending the number of twopences he was to pay. After some argument between themselves, an umpire was called in, who deciding that 'to-morrow' was but one word, the painter was deducted twopence, and the sign was put up."

Irish Traveling." The first day

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of our journey passed over without much event; but we derived sufficient amusement from the peculiarities of the carman, a mop-headed, lark-limbed beauty, whose clothes were so ragged, that as he strode along, with his coat, shirt, and breeches, fluttering behind him, he put us in mind of a persevering ship making its way against a headwind. This gentleman never whipped his horses when they were lowspirited and lazy, but reasoned with them, as though they had been a pair of the Houynhmns, mentioned by Gulliver, or intelligent Christian beings. Arrah, Barney,' he'd say to the leader, arn't you a pretty spalpeen to suffer your own brother Teddy to lug the car up the hill by himself? Haven't I set you before him as an example ? Have you any heart to forget a friend bekase you don't see him? Oh ! bad luck to your faalings! Arrah, Teddy (to the other), don't you see, my darling, what Barney is at ? he wants to rin away from you, and get to the little shebeen-house half a mile off, and ate up all your corn before you come. Hurry, hurry, my darling, or divil the mouthful will he lave you !' Strange as it may seem, these addresses produced the desired effect; and Barney and Teddy, as shaggy as a pair of lions, would pluck up courage, and pull along like a couple of camels. Observing that one of them was lame, we noticed it to their owner, as an infringement of our contract. Lame! your honor,' he replied; 'no sich thing-the boy's quite parfect; only, you see, it's a way he has of resting one leg till the other three are tired.'

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"Isaac, or Iky Sparks as he was commonly termed, lodged for a time in a house with a Scotch doctor, who amused his leisure hours by learning to play the fiddle. These gentlemen, it must be remarked, were not upon the most amicable terms; the Scotchman turning up his nose at Sparks as a 'vogabond plee-actor;' and the lat

ter retorting by calling him a 'legal vampire,' since he lived by the death of other people. The doctor made it an invariable rule to rise at daylight to practise, about which time the convivial Mr. Sparks was getting into his first nap. As their rooms were adjoining, it was a necessary result that Sparks lost his sleep; and it soon became another, that he should lie awake to meditate revenge. He did not like to leave the house (perhaps he could not); but he resolved, if possible, to expel this fiddling Macbeth who murdered sleep' and was instrumental to his annoyance. One morning, he heard Mr. M'Intosh the doctor desire Judy the servant, who waited on both of them, to go out and buy him a pennyworth of rosin for his feedle;' and as she passed his door, he called her in and inquired her errand. 'Sure I'm going to get some ros'n, Mr. Sparks, for Mr. M'Intosh's fiddle.' 'Ros'n, ros'n, you crachur!' said Sparks; and isn't ros'n you are going to ax for, Judy, arrant nonsense?' 'Arrah, Mr. Sparks! 'Ros'n's Latin, my jewel the shopkeeper won't understand you!''Latin! och sure, Mr. Sparks, I know nauthing of Latin; will your honor tell me what am I to ax for?' Say you want a piece of stick-brimstone, darling; that's English to spake, and good Irish in the bargain.' The girl complied with his direction, procured the brimstone, and returning to Mr. M'Intosh, presented it to him. 'You dom !' exclaimed the Scotchman, 'what hae ye broot me?-what do ye ca' this?" Brimstone, sirr !' Breemstun! did I na send ye for roosin ?' 'Plase your honor, and so you did; but Mr. Sparks tould me that brimstone was the raal thing to ax for.' Foaming with rage, away flew the doctor into Isaac's room (who was listening to the result), and demanded of him how he dared to interfere with another person's affairs, and alter his commands to the servant ? Why, Mr. M'Intosh,' said Isaac,

host informed me, that this room being the largest and natest in the town,' whenever its gentlemen fell out, here they took occasion to fall in, and settle their differences in a gentlemanly way. I need not point out the advantages of such a place for such a purpose over the open field, both as respected its retirement and security, and the means it afforded the parties of recording their claims to honor. I would merely assure my reader hereby, that the old joke of 'pistols and coffee for two originated in a very serious truth."

WHAT is Hope? a smiling rainbow Children follow through the wet; "Tis not here, still yonder, yonder; Never urchin found it yet.

What is Life? a thawing iceboard On a sea with sunny shore ;

Gay we sail; it melts beneath us; We are sunk, and seen no more. What is Man? a foolish baby,

Fighting fierce for hollow nuts; Demanding all, deserving nothing— One small grave is what he gets.

FROM THE

Where is the poet's native land?

Where noble streams of genius flow,
Where lovely wreaths for beauty blow,
Where manly hearts with passion glow
For all that's holy, fair, and grand
THERE is my native land.

How named the poet's native land?
Now, all her noble spirit broke,
She pines beneath a foreign yoke;
Once she was named LAND OF THE OAK,
THE LAND OF FREEDOM-GERMAN LAND:
So named my native land.

Why weeps the poet's native land?

That to the tyrant's stern decree Her princes bow the suppliant knee, And none proclaim their country free, Or dare to join her patriot band :THIS weeps my native land.

Whom calls the poet's native land?
She calls on powers that slight her prayer,
With thunder-words of dark despair
For freedom-for a Saviour's care,
For the avenger's righteous hand:
THIS calls my native land.

What would the poet's native land?

She would beat down the usurping race,
The blood-hound from her border chase,
Her free-born sons with freedom grace,
Or free the buried in the sand ;-
THIS would my native land.

And hopes the poet's native land?
She hopes, for sacred justice' sake,
She hopes her sons will yet awake,
She hopes, that God her chains will break,
To see outstretch'd the avenging hand :-
THIS hopes my native land.

I.

"WHAT is the use of thee, thou gnarled sapling?" said a young larch-tree to a young oak; “İ grow three feet in a year, thou scarcely as many inches; I am straight and

taper as a reed, thou straggling and twisted as a loosened withe." "And thy duration," answered the oak, "is some third part of man's life; and I am appointed to flourish for a thousand years. Thou art felled

left the sole staff for the old man to lean upon, and truly a worthy son he proved himself. He was as gentle as a dove, and as tender as a lamb. A cross word from his father when he made a cross stitch would almost break his heart; but half a word of kindness revived him again, and he seldom went long without it, for the old man, though rendered rather testy and crabbed in his temper by his many troubles and disappointments, was naturally of a loving, compassionate disposition, and, moreover, regarded Jan as the apple of his eye. Jan was of a remarkably light, slender, active make, full of life and mettle. This moment he was on the board, stitching away with as much velocity as if he was working for a funeral or a wedding at an hour's notice; the next he was despatching his dinner at the same rate; and the third beheld him running, leaping, and playing among his companions as blithe as a young kid. If he had a fault it was being too fond of his fiddle-it was his everlasting delight. One would have thought that his elbow had labor enough with jirking his needle some thirty thousand times in a day; but it was in him a sort of universal joint-it never seemed to know what weariness was. His fiddle stood always on the board in a corner by him; and no sooner had he ceased to brandish the needle than he began to brandish the fiddlestick. If he could ever be said to be lazy, it was when his father was gone out to measure, or try on, and his fiddle being too strong a temptation for him, he would seize upon it, and labor at it with all his might till he spied his father turning the next corner homewards. However, he was a pattern of filial duty with this trifling exception. And now the time was come that his father must die; his mother was dead long before, and he was left alone in the world; but his fiddle, and the whole house, board, trade-what there was of it-all were his. When he

came to take stock, however, and make an inventory of what he was worth, it was precious little. His father seldom had much before hand when he had the whole place to himself; and now, behold! another had come from nobody knew where; had taken a great house opposite, hoisted a tremendous sign, and threatened to carry away every shred of Jan's business. In the depth of his trouble he took to his fiddle; from his fiddle to his bed; and in his bed he had a dream, by which he was assured that could he once save the sum of fifty dollars it would be the seed of a fortune-that he should flourish far beyond the scale of old Strauss ;should drive his antagonist in despair from the ground;-should, in short, arrive at no less dignity than mayor of Rapps.

Jan was, as I have said, soon set up with the smallest spice of encouragement ;-he was, moreover, as light and nimble as a grasshopper, and that little animal would exactly represent him, could it be made to stand on end. His dream, therefore, was enough; he vowed a vow of unconquerable might, and to it he went. Day and night he wrought

work came-it was done; he wanted little-a crust of bread and a merry tune were all he needed, The money grew, the sum was nearly accomplished, when, returning one evening from carrying out some work-behold !-his door was open !-behold! the lid of his pot where he deposited his treasure, was off! the money was gone! This was a terrible blow. Jan raised a vast commotion; he did not even fail to insinuate that it might be the interloper opposite : who so likely as he who had his eye continually on Jan's door? But no matter, the thief was clear off, and the only comfort he got from his neighbors was being rated for his stinginess. Ay ! said they, "this comes of living like a curmudgeon in a great house by yourself, working your eyes out