As Inoe the people that has found my carkase is curious about the manner of my deth, which is somethin out o' the way, I'll give 'em aul the satisfakshun in my power about itt, as I noe the hole matter from beginnin to end-which is my own misforthun that I married à cross woman that's never plazed but when she's after vexin mee, and spend ing my substance, whereby I have been reduced to grate shifts, as aul the world nose, and fader M'Donough in partic kular; so let that rest, for the leest sayd the soonest mended, and I don't luv to be rippin up ould soares...

It may be reported, as the world's grately given to lying, that I dy'd by axident, but that's a misteak, for

throw'd myself into the rivver o' Wed-
nesday eevinin, and so drounded miself
of my own ackord bein tier'd of the
wurld and fretted out of my life, and as
the little that's left of my substance is
not much, I hoap there'l be no quarlin
about my dispoassin of itt in the fol-
lowin manner. Ther may
be in my
britches pokket (ass I put thear aul I
cud geat togedder) about somethin less
than half a ginny in silver and sixpenses,
with some hapence, giv, that to little
Dolly Maginnis at Farmer Daly's, the
people say'd and so did my wyfe, that I
was too fond of her, but that's a lye of
her own inventin, and iff I was alive I'd
sa it to her fasse, so let nobody go to
reflect on her upon my ackount.

Peter Doyle makes me pay too much for my kabbin, and little bit of patatyground belonging to itt, but I makes it anser by chatin the parson and one way or oder, so I leav it too my yongest son Robbin becaze he's a cuter and more goodnathurder lad, and I luv him better nor Corney. As for him and his moder theall provide fa themselves, I had enuff to do to maintain em during my life, and I am sure I'll not troble my head aboutt em now when I'm ded.

My sow and piggs and my crusifix, along wid my bades, my tobacco stopper, my too hens, and my mass book, I lave to fader M'Donogh, for he'as a good soal enuff at the bottom. My oke saplin, my.dog Smutt, my woollen nightcap, and my razure, I givv to honest Toby Hooragan for he's the best crathur that ever drew breth, tho' peeple givvs-out oderwise, bekase he takes a sup and has turnd his childer out o'doors; my best shurt I giv to the same Toby Hooragan, as for the tuder it's the won I have on know, and pot

worth any body's taakid, so I lave it to my wife that she may have no rason to complain.

I furgivv aul the world exceptin my wyfe, and her I forgwv too, but it's against my will, and only to humour fader Mac Donough

I boré an indifferent 'good karackter while I was alive, and wud have nokk'd the biggest man down, that darr'd say a wurd against itt; butt now ime ded thea may say what thea plaze, and to be sure they'll say bad enuff.

I dye in charity wid every body, and wish well to such as had a regard for mee, as for the rest, may the grass groe before there dore; I doant care three straws where thea berry me, so as they doant let my corpse stop in the water, for I woodn't like to be ett by the fishes, of the too Ide rather the crows had mee, bekaze its more nathural, thea'll have no pretence for anatomizin me, and the rest Ime pretty eazy about.

I didnt think to say half so much, but as its likely to bee the last time I shal set pen to paper, I was willin to take my fill of itt, and as to the makin away wid myself and the like of that, its no more than what every boddy has a right to doe, and as for that matter I noe I shant be mist; for the parson in one of his kross fits toder day tould me I was little, good for the negger. As to good nathur indeed, I nevver had much to spare but I aulways tuk care of won, and that was goin by the rule of the gospel, for its sayd some wheare in the ould testyment that charity begins at home.

If I walk after my death Ill haunt my wife to vex her,

I was divvided betwixt hanging and drownding, and sadly trubbled which to chuse, and at last I resolved upon this way that I have taken, and as I thought it warn't quite so vulgar as toder, fa they hang clippers and coiners and teeves, and murderers, but never drown em, so I departed this life in the forty aiht year of my age without wincing or wining, but like a man at my own free moshan and choyce.

As I have roat this papyer aul with my oane hand and sett my name both at the beginin and end of itt, that my wife and Corney mayn't say that it's a forgery, fo they are cappable of anny thing that's spyteful and contreary, and so no more at present from me

DENNIS O'TOOL.

And make themselves foolscaps of the Up gloomy stairs-and saw a pensive

NELSON'S PILLAR, EDINBURGH.

THIS elegant pillar, erected to commemorate the greatest of naval heroes, is situated on the most commanding point of the Calton hill. It may be seen at a very considerable distance, in approaching the city either by sea or land. It was designed by Mr. R. Burns, who proceeded with its erection till the work was suspended, owing to a want of funds. Mr. Burns dying in the interim, it was resumed and completed by Mr. Dickson, in 1815. Its form is circular, rising from a broad basement, which is flanked by substantial embattled towers, and it is divided within ito several apartments, which

are at present occupied by the widow of a petty officer in the navy, who is allowed to provide dinners and suppers for strangers. Over the entrance is the Nelson crest, the stern of the San Josef, in bas relief; upon a tablet immediately under which is the following inscription

To the Memory of
Vice Admiral

Horatio, Lord Viscount Nelson,
And of the great Victory of Trafalgar,
Too dearly purchased with his blood,
The grateful citizens of Edinburgh
Have erected this Monument,
Not to express their unavailing sorrow
For his deatlı,
Not yet to celebrate the matchless glories of
ilis life.