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ful, and attractive, than that of George letter, undergo the whole process, Street. In dancing, as in every thing at least fifty times within these two else, the old barriers have been broken years ; but alas ! alas ! Alpina, what down. The revolutionary spirit has has come of it? You know as well as been at work. Loose, vulgar, and de- I do, that by far the greatest part of mocratic ideas have been introduced the pinching and rubbing falls to the into the world of fashion. For my share of the heiresses. You know part, I am still a stickler for all the old they are the only persons who hear the prejudices, the divine right of beauties, question popped, and I leave it with and the legitimate subjection of beaux. you

decide whether that would not Perhaps my aversion to a modern go on as well without the squeeze as ball is rendered more intense by the with it. At all events, I hope the habits of my long Indian life. I con- ladies who invite me to their routs fess that I have been so much used to will henceforth keep some little antiassociate the idea of dancing with those chamber for frail toes and whist. attributes which belong to its practi- I am no admirer of Calvinistic divi. tioners in Hindostan, that I do not nity, Mr Editor, -I was bred a' nonfind it easy to look on any of our home conformist, and I am still an Episcoexhibitions with the eyes of an Eng- palian,-but I own to you I have been lishman. I doubt whether, even if extremely flattered to find, that my our young ladies should revive minu- notions, in regard to these modern ets, I should be able to look at them gayeties, coincide very nearly with those without being reminded of a ramjunee. of the most popular preacher of this I remember hearing my friend, old church-going city. Upon the report Jonathan Duncan, governor of Bom- of one of my nieces (who backbit him bay, tell a story of a native of high a whole evening after coming from rank, who once visited him at the Pre- church) I ventured to go to St George's sidency. Mrs Duncan, it seems, had a few Sundays ago, and certainly had the a ball in the evening, and the Mussul. satisfaction to hear all my own opinions man was a looker on, while all the touching these matters, supported by beauty and fashion of the station a host of arguments which I had never mingled in the mazes of the dance. thought of. In short, I find that King After one or two country dances had David, St Paul, &c. were all “ Old been gone through, he drew Jonathan Indians" in their day, and set their into a window, and signified to him, faces, as stoutly as I do mine, against that a particular young lady (I forget the crowded hops and at-homes

, in the her name) had pleased his eye, and beaux monde of their city. As I have that he hoped the governor

would per- no personal acquaintance with any of mit him to add her to his haram. the presbyterian clergy, I take this Jonathan was struck with horror, and way of returning my best thanks to endeavoured with all his eloquence, the ingenious preacher ; long may he to convince his guest that the thing rebuke the givers and frequenters of was impossible, the lady perfectly vir- balls and routs, and may all his sertuous, &c. &c. The Mussulman bow- mons leave upon the minds of his ed himself, and appeared satisfied, but hearers the same warm impression afterwards told a friend of mine, that which I am conscious I myself receivhe saw well enough the crafty old ed, in favour of the good venerable gentleman wished to keep the natch- system of fat-dinners and suppers for gul to himself. I am afraid the ladies the old-and quiet, sedate, sentimental will not easily pardon me for saying, tea-drinkings for the young. I may that I really sympathise at times with add, that I think his abuse of the theathe blunder of this Oriental.

tre was rather unnecessary, for that So much for a ball, Mr Editor-as which certainly is the most rational, for routs, I confess very honestly that and which might very easily be made the squeeze is the principal cause of the most moral of all public places, my hatred to them. The heat, the has, for some time, been almost encrushing, the buzz, the elbowing, the tirely deserted by the genteel inhabichattering, the pawing, are very good tants of Edinburgh. I am, Sir, your for those that like them. I have seen most obedient humble servant, the young lady who answered my first


COLTER'S ESCAPE FROM THE BLACK- dians, and advised an instant retreat, FEET INDIANS.

but was accused of cowardice by Potts,

who insisted that the noise was caused MR EDITOR,

by buffalo, and they proceeded on. In In your Eleventh Number I read a a few minutes afterwards their doubts very striking letter, said to be trans- were removed, by a party of Indians lated from the German, describing the making their appearance on both sides supposed author's preservation from of the creek, to the amount of five or death at sea. I suspect, however, from six hundred, who beckoned them to internal evidence, that that letter is come ashore. A retreat was now immerely the fiction of some man of possible, Colter turned the head of the poetical genius, for, along with much canoe to the shore; and at the moment truth and nature, it contains some of its touching, an Indian seized the touches, here and there, which betray rifle belonging to Potts; but Colter, the quarter from which it came, and who is a remarkably strong man, ima seem to be any thing but natural. The mediately retook it, and handed it to following is an instance of preservation Potts, who remained in the canoe, and from death on land, plainly recited, - on receiving it, pushed off into the and though true, no less wonderful river. He had scarcely quitted the than the imaginary case I allude to. shore when an arrow was shot at him, It is extracted from Bradbury's Travels and he cried out, “ Colter, I am woundin America, a very instructive and a- ed. Colter remonstrated with him on musing book.

H. the folly of attempting to escape, and

urged him to come ashore. Instead of “ Tais man came to St Louis in complying, he instantly levelled his May 1810, in a small canoe, from the rifle at an Indian, and shot him dead head waters of the Missouri, a distance on the spot. This conduct, situatell of 3000 miles, which he traversed in as he was, may appear to have been an thirty days; I saw him on his arrival, act of madness; but it was doubtless and received from him an account of the effect of sudden, but sound reahis adventures after he had separated soning; for, if taken alive, he must from Lewis and Clarke's party: one have expected to be tortured to death, of these, from its singularity, I shall according to their custom. He was relate. On the arrival of the party on instantly pierced with arrows so nuthe head waters of the Missouri, Col. merous, that, to use the language of ter, observing the appearance of abun- Colter,' he was made a riddle of.' dance of beaver being there, he got They now seized Colter, stripped him permission to remain and hunt for entirely naked, and began to consult some time, which he did in company on the manner in which he should be with a man of the name of Dixon, put to death. They were first inclinwho had traversed the immense tracted to set him up as a mark to shoot of country from St Louis to the head at; but the chief interfered, and seizwaters of the Missouri alone. Soon ing him by the shoulder, asked him if after he separated from Dixon, and he could run fast? Colter, who had trapped in company with a hunter been some time amongst the Kee-katnamed Potts; and aware of the hosti- sa, or Crow Indians, had in a considerlity of the Blackfeet Indians, one of able degree acquired the Blackfoot lanwhom had been killed by Lewis, they guage, and was also well acquainted set their traps at night, and took them with Indian customs; he knew that he up early in the morning, remaining had now to run for his life, with the concealed during the day. They were dreadful odds of five or six hundred examining their traps early one morn- against him, and those armed Indians; ing, in a creek about six miles from therefore cunningly replied, that he that branch of the Missouri called Jef- was a very bad runner, although he ferson's Fork, and were ascending in was considered by the hunters as rea canoe, when they suddenly heard a markably swift. The chief now comgreat noise, resembling the trampling manded the party to remain stationof animals; but they could not ascer- ary, and led Colter out on the prairie tain the fact, as the high perpendicular three or four hundred yards, and rebanks on each side of the river impede leased him, bidding him to save himed their view. Colter immediately self if he could. At that instant the pronounced it to be occasioned by In- horrid war whoop sounded in the ears

of poor Colter, who, urged with the mongst the trunks of trees, covered hope of preserving life, ran with a over with smaller wood to the depth speed at which he was himself sur- of several feet. Scarcely had he securprised. He proceeded towards the ed himself, when the Indians arrived Jefferson Fork, having to traverse a on the river, screeching and yelling, plain six miles in breadth, abounding as Colter expressed it, like so many with the prickly pear, on which he was devils.' They were frequently on the every instant treading with his naked raft during the day, and were seen feet. He ran nearly half way across through the chinks by Colter, who the plain before he ventured to look was congratulating himself on his over his shoulder, when he perceived escape, until the idea arose, that they that the Indians were very much scat- might set the raft on fire. In horrible tered, and that he had gained ground suspense he remained until night, to a considerable distance from the when hearing no more of the Indians, main body; but one Indian, who car- he dived from under the raft, and ried a spear, was much before all the swam silently down the river to a conrest, and not more than a hundred siderable distance, when he landed, yards from him. A faint gleam of and travelled all night. Although hope now cheered the heart of Colter; happy in having escaped from the Inhe derived confidence from the belief dians, his situation was still dreadful: that escape was within the bounds of he was completely naked under a burnpossibility, but that confidence was ing sun: the soles of his feet were ennearly being fatal to him, for he ex- tirely filled with the thorns of the erted himself to such a degree, that prickly pear; he was hungry, and had the blood gushed from his nostrils, no means of killing game, although he and soon almost covered the fore part saw abundance around him, and was of his body. He had now arrived at least seven days journey from Lisa's within a mile of the river, when he Fort, on the Bighorn branch of the distinctly heard the appalling sound Roche Jaune river. These are cirof footsteps behind him, and every in- cumstances under which almost any stant expected to feel the spear of his man but an American hunter would pursuer. Again he turned his head, have despaired. He arrived at the and saw the savage not twenty yards fort in seven days, having subsisted on from him. Determined, if possible, a root much esteemed by the Indians to avoid the expected blow, he sud- of the Missouri, now known by natudenly stopped, turned round, and ralists as Psoralea esculenta.spread out his arms. The Indian, surprised by the suddenness of the action, and perhaps at the bloody appearance of Colter, also attempted to stop, but

EXTRACT FROM M. DE PEUDEMOTS.* exhausted with running, he fell whilst When one considers how very large a endeavouring to throw his spear, stuck in the ground, and broke in his proportion of his Majesty's subjects hand. Colter instantly snatched up amusement upon the innocent and

depend for a great part of their daily the pointed part, with which he pin- agreeable practice of novel-reading, it ned him to the earth, and then continued his flight. The foremost of the indeed, that any man of talents who

must appear to be a very strange thing Indians, on arriving at the place, stop- chooses to write a novel should ever ped till others came up to join them, undergo the mortification of seeing his when they set up a hideous yell. work neglected. The truth is, that Every moment of this time was improved by Colter, who, although faint- the character of a great novel-reader ing and exhausted, succeeded in gain- implies the most perfect incapacity to ing the skirting of the cotton wood judge between a good novel and a bad trees, on the borders of the fork; of bestriding an Arabian, will submit

one. No man who knows the luxury through which he ran, and plunged to be jolted upon a carrion-hack; and into the river. Fortunately for him, a little below this place there was an island, against the upper point of which

Fragments and Fictions, translated

from the French of Jean Pococurante de a raft of drift timber had lodged, he Peudemots, sometime Secretary to the dived under the raft, and after several Prince de Talleyrand. 12mo, pp. 138. efforts, got his head above water as Macredie, &c. Edinburgh. 1817.

the virtuoso is very seldom a habitual will, ere long, provided he makes a gazer at sign-posts. The reader who suitable use of his genius, become one is capable of understanding Cervantes, of the best ornaments of his time. He Fielding, and Voltaire, is not likely to is master of an elegant style, devoid of be a great patron of the Minerva Press; affectation, light, graceful, equally reand vice versa, the consumers of the mote from the rumbling periodic style Minerva Press ware have no relish for which is fashionable on this side of any of the great works of fiction, either the Tweed, and the pernicious epiin poetry or in prose.

grammatic vulgarities which have The reading public of Edinburgh lately become too common among our do themselves the honour to suppose neighbours of the South. In this that they are the most enlightened and style he embodies lively and exquisite elegant reading public in the world. Wit, delicate and manly feelings, bitThey have been confirmed, we sup- ter sarcasms and satire, and observapose, in this vanity, by the practice of tions and reflections of no ordinary many of the best English writers in depth, all in their turn; and with the present day, who publish their such a sense of propriety, such a deliworks in this city, rather than in cacy of taste, that no one of these ele. London. But we fear there is at ments is ever allowed, in any measure, bottom very little foundation for the to neutralize the effect of the others. belief. Scotland possesses a few au- The volume is a trifle, and we rethors of great eminence; but, with gard it merely as a promise. We shall the exception of these, we think her not therefore, at present, enlarge at literary population is entitled to very any greater length upon merits which little respect. Our ladies and gentle- we hope soon to see surpassed, or men can indeed re-echo with much powers which, we doubt not, will yet volubility the praises of any estab- be far more richly developed. Our lished author, in the words and object is merely to call the attention phrases already consecrated to his use of our readers; and this, we are aware, by the Edinburgh or Quarterly Re- can be done by no means so effectualviews; but they have no real, intense, ly as by an extract. We might have abiding delight either in poetry or in selected others, in which greater depth prose. They have already almost for- and power are manifested; but elegotten Scott's poems, merely because gance is so much the desideratum in he has not published any for some most writings of our time, that we years, and, of consequence, has not have fixed, chiefly for its sake, upon been celebrated in any late numbers the of the Reviews. For the same reason, « ONE NIGHT IN ROME. Mackenzie is seldom spoken of, in

“ Know'st thou the pile the colonnade sus. comparison with Maturin; and Ma

tains, dame Darblay has been eclipsed by Its splendid chambers, and its rich domains, Miss Jane Porter. Indeed the whole Where breathing statues stand in bright artrue literature of our country is com


GOETHE. paratively neglected, and any thing, “ During those extraordinary times when to be noticed, must be new.

Nero wantoned in every species of atrocity, It is not long since this little vo- a young man, by name Agenor, was brought lume possessed all the merits of no- up in one of the provinces of Italy. He velty, and yet it is quite unknown. lost both his parents, and finding himself Had it been published by any great his own master, set out to visit Rome. bookseller, and noticed in any great

“ It was at dusk, after a fatiguing jourReview, it must at once have become ney, when he first made his approach to popular; but such has not as yet been crimes. Lights were seen scattered over all

that immense labyrinth of wonders and of its fate.

the city. The sound of chariot wheels, voIt consists of various little tales and ciferations, and musical instruments, reached fragments, all written under the dis- him before his entry, and soon after stunned guise of a translation from the French, him, in passing along the streets, where seand most of them exhibiting better nators, and women of rank, flamens, and specimens of Voltaire's mode of novel- gladiators, knights, thieves, matrons, orawriting than any we remember to have tors, and debauchees, were strolling together seen in our language. The author we different tones, of drunkenness, derision,

in companies, and conversing in a thousand guess to be a young man ; but we pre- kindness, resentment, vulgarity, and highdict that his name, whatever it be, breeding. In short, it was the festival of

An easy

Cybele, the mother of the Gods, and all it penetrates to its very core.
Rome was in an uproar.

gayety prevailed throughout the company. “Our youth feels abashed in the metro- The perfumes which were burnt in the polis. The number of countenances that chamber, together with the occasional strains wear a look of intelligence and penetration, of music performed by attendants, operated without any stamp of moral goodness, dis- in producing that luxurious indolence which mays and confounds him. He falls into re- is averse to any sort of contention. Every veries upon the subject, and tries to conceive disagreeable thought was turned aside by what style of manners would best protect some dextrous pleasantry. No altercation him from ridicule in dealing with such had time to occur before it was solved by a men; or how he could endeavour to match jest. The choicest wines of the praetor were their shrewdness, when it was accompanied circulated with a liberal hand ; and the old by no respect for justice or truth.

senator, from time to time, poured forth “ In the meantime, a scuffle took place unmeaning gallantries, without knowing among some slaves. One of them was exactly to whom they were addressed. Agewounded, and retired among the pillars of nor began to perceive the beauty of nona temple, where he lay down, without re- sense, which is almost the only thing that ceiving the least notice or comfort from any can relax the vigilance of our self-love, and passenger. Agenor went up to the spot, enable us to live harmoniously together. and spoke to him. After inquiring into the “ In the meantime, a great deal of gose nature of his hurt, he learnt the name and sip took place among the married women. abode of his master, who was a praetor, and Nero's conduct was examined with freewhom he next went to seek, for the purpose dom; but more as an object of ridicule of procuring assistance.

than of detestation. The Greek enlarged * It was a magnificent house to which upon some fine panthers then at the circus. the slave had directed him. The master The centurion drank assiduously, and lay was out at supper, but his lady was giving in watch for any ambiguities of language an entertainment in his absence, and ere that might happen to drop from the

comlong came in person to learn what intelli- pany. These he regularly followed up gence our youth had to communicate. She with such remarks as implied his adoption was a noble figure, had some beauty, with of their worst meaning; and he shewed an a gay look, and an eye full of a thousand expertness in this exercise, which long pracmeanings. While Agenor was telling his tice only could have taught him. Indeed story she regarded him attentively. Indeed not one sentence escaped from the senator his cheek had a fine bloom, and his locks which he did not mould into some equivocal were as rich and exuberant as what we now declaration or proposal. The reverend fabehold on the forehead of the charming ther himself had no suspicion of this, alAntinous. As for his manner, it implied though shouts of laughter were constantly the most unbroken simplicity; so that, af- breaking forth among the male part of the ter giving orders for bringing home the company; and therefore he continued slow. wounded slave, she begged, in a matronly ly bungling forward from one subject to an. tone, that he would come up stairs, and other, while the long chasms between his partake of a repast along with some of her ideas were filled up and garnished by the friends ; . because,' added she, with a smile, centurion, at his own discretion. In those • it is the festival of Cybele. Agenor com- days an old senator was considered as the plied.

finest butt in the world. “ There was a good deal of company in “ When the party broke up, Agenor her saloon. Among others, a centurion, who came near Phrosine, and said, for the pleadid not appear so devout as Cornelius ; an sure of speaking to her, “How long does old senator, toothless and half blind; a the festival of Cybele continue ?' Any quesGreek belonging to the theatre ; several tion will serve to accompany the looks of a married women of the city; and a beautic lover. Phrosine replied, Only two days ful young girl, with dark eyes and modest more ; but in that time you will see much lips, whose name was Phrosine, a niece of of the nature of Rome; and then added, their absent host.

with a girlish ignorance of her own feelings, " It was upon this young person that our What a pleasant companion that old senahero's thoughts were principally fixed dur. tor is ! I never spent a night so happily.' ing supper ; although the lady of the house • Nor I,' said Agenor, who knew the reason never allowed much time to pass without better. asking him some question, or sending a “ A servant was waiting at the door of smile to meet his eye as it wandered over the saloon. Agenor followed him ; but, the table; and although she presented him instead of being shewn down to the street as with a sweetmeat, where there was a sprig he expected, he was left in a solitary chamof myrtle floating in the juice. Phrosine ber, enriched with furniture and paintings spoke little, but Agenor could observe she of exquisite beauty. Here was an ivory never missed any thing he said. This made couch, lined with purple ; two Etruscan him talk with animation, and gave his voice vases full of roses ; and a Cupid of Parian that sort of mellowness which quiets the fe- marble, by one of the finest sculptors in male bosom into a delicious languor, while Greece. The paintings were all of an amo.

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