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made out on parchment, and embellished with an ornamental figure of Britannia, and in this guise was distinguished by the appellation of “ The Mediterranean Pass."
As years rolled on, the Moorish treaty continued in force, and by degrees its provisions became matters of custom ; so that the “Mediterranean pass” remained one of the ordinary papers all ships provided themselves with when about to enter the great inland sea. The Moorish cruizers were allowed from time to time to board such vessels, and ask for a sight of their pass; but they had no right to institute any other kind of examination into their papers; neither was it in any way lawful for them to demand a pass of vessels bound only to the outer Atlantic ports.
Upon the shadowy pretext of this almost obsolete treaty, three centuries and a half old, Algerine piracy has managed to drag on a precarious existence even to the present day. From time to time, ships have been fitted out, in the remote port of Salee, by lawless adventurers, whose policy it has been to interest the Moorish authorities in their occupation, by yielding to them the lion's share of the booty, after each successful expedition, taking in return only the name of servants of the emperor. Whenever cruizers of this nature fell in with the armed vessels of civilized nations, they were invariably found under Moorish colours, engaged in the harmless and peaceful work of asking for a sight of the Mediterranean pass; but when, on the other hand, they chanced to pounce upon prey of inferior strength, false colours appeared, as in the rencontre with the Perseverance, and, under the pretext of some informality in the papers submitted to their inspection, they carried off their victims to Salee, and retained them there in secrecy, until they had ascertained whether any inconvenient inquiries after them were likely to be made. If all seemed to promise well, after a sufficient time the vessels and cargoes were appropriated, and the crew carried up into the country, and there detained, upon the chance of extracting ransom for them at some future time. Every now and then it has chanced that the buccaneers have caught Tartars, and have paid heavily for their temerity. They have, upon such occasions, been quiet for a time; but after an interval of repose, they have again appeared in the open seas, when least expected, and recommenced their predacious work. In the affair with the Perseverance, they were very near meeting the chastisement they merited. In consequence of the representations of Mr. Douglas to the Foreign
office, four ships of war were sent out to Tangier, to demand compensation for the plunder and detention of the British ship; the Algerinc port was blockaded; but, soon after the commencement of the blockade, a severe epidemic broke out at Gibraltar, and the ships were withdrawn, to procure supplies for the rock fortress, and there the matter ended. Some time afterwards, the owner and captain of the Persererance had an interview with Sir G. Murray, then secretary for foreign affairs; but the interview only led to an expression of regret that nothing further could be done.
Something, however, was done, in one sense, the sympathising reader will be glad to know. In consequence of the generous Englishman's letter to Trieste, the poor Austrian captive was demanded and restored to his friends, and soon after an Austrian squadron presented itself at Rabat, and bombarded the nest of the piratical horde. The three principal Moorish ships that
were in the anchoring-ground at the time of | the bombardment were entirely destroyed.
In the Morning Advertiser of February 2, 1830, the following paragraph appeared :" On the 27th of October last, a bottle was picked up at Bottle Creek, Grand Caicos, latititude 21° 20', N., longitude 71° 20', W., which was found to contain the following note:"
August 1, 1828.-Should this be picked up by any one, I beg they will make known, as soon as possible, that the English brig, Perseverance, is taken by a brig of 10 guns and 150 men, apparently Turks, and carried into Salee. Taken off Cape Finisterre on the 26th of July, 1828. I have my wife on board.—Brig Perseverance, W. S., Master.
It will be at once perceived that this was the document spoken of in the first part of the narrative, as being thrown overboard from the bows in a cask, the night after the purpose of the Moors to take their captives to Salee was discovered. The cask was launched into the Atlantic, near the latitude of Cape St. Vincent. It must have thence been carried southwards, to the neighbourhood of the Canary Islands (for such is the well-known direction of the ocean's drift); there it must have become involved in the northern edge of the great equatorial current of the Atlantic, which the earth's rotation causes to set into the Gulf of Mexico, between San Domingo and the main land of South America. The Grand Caicos bank, where the bottle was stranded, after a voyage of nearly fifteen months, is just north of San Domingo. It is worthy of remark, that Humboldt has given an estimate that the equatorial current of the Atlantic would drift a floating body from the Canary Isles to the Caracas in thirteen months.
R. J. M.
THE SICILIAN MOTHER. It is the privilege, or rather the office, of 1 of the latter very strongly; the quotation is the painter, to deal with the common incidents rather long, but the language of her reasoning of life as if they were not of ordinary occur is so beautiful in its simplicity, and so natural rence; or it may, perhaps, with more pro in its fervour, that no apology need be made priety, be said, that he is allowed to invest for repeating it. Elmina has been vainly atthem with so much of poetical imagination as, tempting to induce her husband, Gonzalez, while retaining their natural features, to give the governor of the city, to save the lives of them a character and beauty not invariably their her young boys, who have fallen into the own—to wrap them in sunshine or in shadow hands of the enemy, by surrendering up the as his fancy pleases. And, when left to follow place: he continues determined in his refusal, the current of his own free thoughts, unfet and her entreaties give way to reproach : tered by commissions for given subjects, which
-_"There is none he neither feels nor cares to feel, except as In all this cold and hollow world, no fount they may effect his interests or his reputa Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within tion; the works of every artist are a tolerably | A mother's breast. It is but pride, wherewith
To his fair son, the father's eye doth turn, sure index of his own mind, the reflex of his
Watching his growth. Ay, on the boy he looks, thoughts upon what has been presented to his The bright, glad creature springing in his path ; observation, either personally, or through the But as the heir of his great name, the young medium of indirect channels, such as come to
And stately tree, whose rising strength ere long
Shall bear his trophies well. And this is love ! him by reading, for instance. And hence,
This is man's love! What marvel ? you ne'er made they who have studied the pictures of the Your breast the pillow of his infancy, great masters of art, whatever their age or While to the fulness of your heart's glad heavings, country, and have also become acquainted
His fair cheek rose and fell ; and his bright hair with the individual character of the painters,
Waved softly to your breath! You ne'er kept watch
Beside him till the last pale star had set, cannot fail to come to the same conclusion. And morn, all dazzling as in triumph, broke Raffaelle could never have sketched the On your dim, weary eye; not yours the face, gaunt and miserable beings that Spagnoletto Which early faded through fond care for him, delighted to picture ; nor could Guido have
Hung o'er his sleep, and, duly as heaven's light,
Was there to greet his wakening! You ne'er associated with the ferocious bands whom
smoothed Salvator Rosa is said to have made his com His couch, ne'er sung him to his rosy rest, panions; simply because the artist would, in
Caught his last whisper, when his voice from yours
Had learned soft utterance; press'd your lip to his, such cases, have had no sympathy of feeling
When fever parch'd it ; hushed his wayward cries with their models, living or only imaginary : With patient, vigilant, never-wearied love! the art which results only from the eye and No ! these are woman's tasks ! In these her youth the hand, and that expresses not the love of
And bloom of cheek, and buoyancy of heart, the painter for what he represents, as one de
Steal from her all unmark’d!” lights in that which is agreeable, will be, The women of Sicily are, in general, reperhaps, a piece of clever mechanism, but no markably handsome, very fascinating in their thing more.
manners, but, unfortunately, scarcely less lax Now we know only by reputation the artist in their morals than the females of the other who painted the picture of “ The Sicilian Italian states. The island has been so freMother,", but we will venture to assert he quently colonized by both its European and would never have selected such a subject if he African conquerors, Greeks, Carthaginians, had not thoroughly felt it, and had some sym and Saracens, Normans and Spaniards, that it pathy with the joyous pride of the young sometimes is not difficult to trace the origin matron in her children. There is no doubt of certain classes of its inhabitants ; but the some such scene may have attracted his atten Greek and Punic features and character scem tion in the country to which he has assigned it; to prevail most in the higher grades of society. but he has thrown around it the charm of his Their fondness for music, the dance, and the own fancy, and tinged it with the poetry of life. song, their high degree of civilization, the
We have sometimes heard the question de beauty of the country, and its genial atmobated whether the father or the mother pos sphere, all contribute to render a temporary or sesses the deeper affection for a child; yet the even lengthened sojourn in the island most argument has never, to our knowledge, been agreeable to the traveller, who may easily satisfactorily settled. In Mrs. Hemans's reach it from Reggio, at the extreme southern “ Siege of Valencia,” she puts forth the claims | part of Italy.
VOL. I. X, S.
THE LUCKY PENNY..
BY MRS. S. C. HALL.
| accumulating knowledge became better known Matthew Whitelock, reclining in what he
to him, he felt almost inclined to apologize called his “ easy chair," was musing, rather when it was necessary he should take out than thinking, over the inconsistencies of the parcels ; but what especially charmed him was most consistent, and pondering as to which the boy's unconsciousness of his own book imwas the more beautiful to contemplate-the provement and superiority. Had it not been love å mother bears her child, or the devotion
for the unaccountable fear Matthew Whitelock a child renders to a parent; thinking how
entertained of his housekeeper - which he many instances there are of the former, only overcame by fits and starts-he would and how, comparatively, few of the latter; have forbidden Richard the kitchen, and hoping that the widow would really buy the seated him at his own little table in the dusty wine and meat, as he desired; and having,
back room; but he knew that such a movelike all genuine Englishmen, great faith in ment must lead to open rebellion. He "creature comforts,” he converted the worn, at had grown positively uncomfortable at the tenuated widow into a portly woman. Having idea of Richard's brushing his shoes, and cleanarranged this, he indulged in a vision he had ing knives—"a lad capable of writing the of late enjoyed so frequently, that it had be
| Latin names of his books without a dictionary, come almost a reality--that Richard would and was a better penman than he was himself!" turn out something like Whittington: his However difficult it may be of belief, considerdreams of the future had gradually taken ing his " calling," it is a positive fact that Richard in, first as a shadow, then as a sub Matthew Whitelock reverenced literary acstance, until he formed a portion of all his day quirements; and when a clever book did not dreams-wondering if he could tie up fishing
“ sell," Matthew would take the part of the flies, yet fearing to ask him, lest Martha might author against " the trade” — a proceeding make it another subject of complaint; varying
which caused him to be considered “a fool" these fancies with probabilities as to whether by many who are wise in their own conceits. he should have good fishing the first of the
These and such like thoughts were passing following June, when he made his annual through Matthew's mind, in a half-dreamy way; journey to Teddington, and, be the day hot now lingering, now rushing onward, and then or cold, invariably returned with a swollen
off, while Peter lay at his feet; and he began face, wonderfully helping Martha's sarcasms to long, as he often did, for Richard's return; during the following summer and autumn
for he enjoyed a chat with his messenger, as months; indeed, she constituted it a red letter he used to enjoy a newspaper. Without his day-everything occurred “before" or after perceiving it, Matty entered, and shutting the " master went bothering after the bits of fish,
door, as she always did when she had anything that the cat would'nt eat without butter, and
particular to say, placed her back against it, got the bad face.” Then again his thoughts wreathed her bony arms together, and passing would dwell upon Richard, whom he believed
one foot over the instep of the other, stood on - and with fair show of reason -- endowed
one leg, “ shouldering" the door-case. with a rare capacity for acquiring knowledge,
" Its my opinion, sir, that you make too and turning it to the best account. He never
much fuss entirely with that boy, and that he's thought of another power he had—that of at
forgetting his place." taching to him those who seldom formed attach
“Is it-how!" ments. Some observation made by the lad, in "Well, thoughts is thoughts, and its hard a careless, off-hand manner, would frequently
to put them into words; but here they are ! set his master calculating what he could
He'd rayther any time stay fiddling after one do for him. He delighted in lending him
bit of dust or another, or stitching ould tatabooks, and to draw forth his opinions upon
ration books, that's going to the bad since the them; devising many clever expedients to
year one, or mending your pen-as if you had overcome Richard's shyness, and make him not cyesight (the Lord presarve it) to do it “speak out.” As the lad's accumulated and
yourself-than sit and rest his young bones at
his supper; and as to rubbing over the knives, * Continued from page 184.
he does them in no time, without a bit of a stop