in the English burial-ground.

This poor

fellow never dreamt of such honours after his death; and many who order this show and mockery, are even treated more contemptuously than poor, honest Jack.

I was well acquainted with a Neapolitan gentleman, who, certainly, no one would have suspected of looking after honours after his death, however much he sought them when living, for he was very parsimonious, and, I believe, hardly ever dined at his own expense for years; he would walk in the heat rather than pay to save his legs, but he was resolved. to be great in death; and this vanity, this super vacuos honores of the man, will be better gleaned from his own pen. Thus runs his will, written by himself:

"I die, professing the Roman Catholic and Apostolic religion; in the bosom of which I was born, on the 26th February, 1801, at Naples. I have no relations either in the ascending or descending line; I never married, and was an only child. I die such as I have ever lived, the most faithful, devoted, and attached subject of my august sovereign, Ferdinand II., the model of all virtue; for him I would have shed my blood, or given my for

tune, had it been required. I have for ever upheld his cause--not from interested motives, but from the purest affection; for I have never solicited either employments or pensions.* I never married, on account of my feeble health, occasioned, perhaps, by the abuse of food, liquors, and medicine, during my youth. I pardon those who have offended, betrayed, deceived, and robbed me; also extend my forgiveness to my old servants, who abstracted six thousand ducats from me. I forgive the ungrateful; and I pray God to pardon all my errors, and admit me into Paradise. I exclude from my inheritance all who are not named herein. I declare I owe no man anything.

"Most faithful and loyal subject, Judge, Decurion, Provincial Councillor, Member of the Chamber of Commerce, Deputy of Public Works, and of the Sanitary Council; ConsulGeneral for the empire of the Brazils, ConsulGeneral of the King of Portugal; Knight of the orders of Francis I., of the Rose, of Christ, St. Silvestre, Aurata Militia, Legion of

I think Don Carlo's memory, when he wrote this will, had, perhaps, suffered from sickness, and was rather imperfect.

Honour, of Notre Dame de la Concessione de Villa Vicosa, Commander of the order of Christ, Associate of the Institution for the Encouragement and for the Academy of the Fine Arts; Correspondent of Arcadia, Cremona, Tentidio, and of the scientific institutions of St. Petersburg. I institute for my heir," &c., &c.

The will directs that he should be buried exposed,” that is, carried on the coffin, so that all may see he was not murdered; and this reason was the origin, in days long past, of such revolting exhibitions.

Alas! for the vanity of poor Don Carlo, and all his laborious descriptions of himself, and of his honours, his love of his sovereign, and his disgust of his debtors (some of them in the higher classes), whom he designates as "Gente di mala fede," which does not look like "forgiving the ungrateful;" he died of the enemy he most dreaded, "Cholera ;" and although he laboured so hard to have his due reward from his confrati-neither his body nor his flimsy honours were exhibited, but he was consigned, like all other cholera victims, to a hasty and unceremonious grave; the king never cried over his loss, and those

who inherited his vast property, thought him, no doubt, a very excellent man, with great discrimination and judgment. Of all the records of human vanity, I hardly know one which can surpass that of Don Carlo V. The American seaman who died without a will,

was far more honoured in his funeral.

CHAPTER II.

SICILY.

THERE is a fable which recounts that his Satanic Majesty, after having withdrawn from the earth for many years, in these latter times revisited it. His first visit was to England, which he left instantly, declaring that the industry and improvements visible at every step, convinced him that if Idleness was the parent of Vice, he must go elsewhere for victims.

In Russia there was a great advance, which even the cold of winter had not nipped. In Sweden a faint effort had been made, in spite of its poverty. Throughout all Germany great was the progress; but when the sable king arrived at Rome, and found that in the city of St. Peter the dirt and darkness was as heretofore, he looked at its inhabitants with an

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