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Wbe s in foreign travel
Europe, Asia, and e settled in London, par
God's gorbies, and for their master's sake it behores nothing can be better than the account of the early
THOMAS HOPE. there next Lord's day, and egg my neighbours to be
THOMAS Hope, the author of Anastasius, was de likewise, so ye'll no have to preach just to the bare of the mornhon
e of the merchant princes of England whor walls and the laird's family.''
merce had led to opulence, and who repaid !! The • Ayrshire Legatees’ is a story of the same pliment by ennobling his origin and purs cast as the Annals, and describes (chiefly by means taste, munificence, and genius. He was one of correspondence) the adventures of another coun- | brothers, wealthy merchants in Amsterdam. ** try minister and his family on a journey to London a young man, he spent some years in foreig to obtain a rich legacy left him by a cousin in India. visiting the principal places in Europe. As • The Provost' is another portraiture of Scottish | Africa. On his return he settled in lo life, illustrative of the jealousies, contentions, local chased a large house, and a countrymar improvements, and jobbery of a small burgh in the dene, near Dorking), and embe I lished olden time. Some of the descriptions in this work drawings, picture galleries, sculpture, am are very powerfully written. "Sir Andrew Wylie' for antiques, and all other rare and costly and · The Entail’ are more regular and ambitious | His appearances as an author a rose performances, treble the length of the others, but favourite occupations and studies. I not so carefully finished. The pawkie Ayrshire lished a folio volume of drawings and baronet is humorous, but not very natural. The entitled Household Furniture and Deo character of Leddy Grippy in The Entail' was a ambitious style of this work, and the au prodigious favourite with Byron. Both Scott and tion to the forms of chairs, sofas, co Byron, it is said, read this novel three times over provoked a witty piece of ridicule in no slight testimony to its merits. We should be Review ; but the man of taste and vir disposed, however, to give the preference to another A more classical and appropriatesty of Mr Galt's three-volume fictions, Lawrie Todd, domestic utensils gained ground: 2 or the Settlers,' a work which seems to have no rests the honour of having achieve parallel, since Defoe, for apparent reality, knowledgement. Two other splendid publi of human nature, and fertility of invention. The from Mr Hope, The Costume of itze history of a real individual, a man named Grant and Designs of Modern Costumes Thorburn, supplied the author with part of his evincing extensive knowledge and incidents, as the story of Alexander Selkirk did In 1819 Mr Hope burst forth as a Defve; but the mind and the experience of Galt are order. He had studied human I stamped on almost every page. In his former pro- architecture and costume, and his ductions our author wrought with his recollections exhibited to him men of various CIE of the Scotland of his youth; the mingled worth, The result was Anastasius, or Me simplicity, pawkiness, and enthusiasm which he had | Greek, written at the Close of the E seen or heard of as he loitered about Irvine or in three volumes. The author's D Greenock, or conversed with the country sires and fixed to the work-as it was give matrons ; but in Lawrie Todd' we have the fruit of able history - but the secret so his observations in the New World, presenting an and Mr Hope, from being reputes entirely different and original phase of the Scottish a learned upholsterer, or clever . character. Lawrie is by trade a nailmaker, who at once elevated into a rivalry with emigrates with his brother to America, and their ing painter of foreign scenery and stock of worldly goods and riches, on arriving at Le Sage and the other masters o New York, consisted of about five shillings in money, art of conducting a fable and del and an old chest containing some articles of dress The author turned from fiction to and other necessaries. Lawrie works hard at the composed a work on the Origin and nailmaking, marries a pious and industrious maiden which he did not live to see thro (who soon dies), and in time becomes master of a which was published after his de grocer's shop, which he exchanges for the business gony is strange and unorthodox of a seedsman. The latter is a bad affair, and Lawrie paradoxes, conceits, and abstruse is compelled to sell all off, and begin the world again. many ingenious views and elo He removes with his family to the backwoods, and Mr Slope died on the 3d of Febru once more is prosperous. He clears, builds, purchases bate was granted for £180,000 I only par land, and speculates to great advantage, till he is at Mr Beckford and · Vathek' are e length enabled to return to Scotland in some style, Mr Hope and · Anastasius' in o and visit thie place of his nativity. This Scottish | imagination. jaunt is a blemish in the work, for the incidents Anastasius' is one of the most and descriptions are ridiculously exaggerated; but I ling of modern romances. The be
sculpture, amphitheatres rare and costly appliances,
ithor rose out of these and studies. In 1805 he pab
awings and descriptions re and Decorations. The
and the author's devoolas, couches, and tables.
Scule in the Edinburgi ste and virtu triumphed Tlatesty leof furniture and
und; and with Mr Hoge
& achieved the improve ndid publications proceries
The Costume of ile Ancients (187)
umes (1 812), both works
ernoirs of a Maters
T'S D ame ras not pre
with Byron as a glow
to metaphysics sed ind Prospects of la Irongh the press but
€cease. His costa
Q uent disquisitions
oriental wealth and
most original and dalk
e hero is like lewe
a villain spoiled by early indulgence; he becomes a ing, still so fresh, so erect on its stalk, at mid-day renegade to his faith, a mercenary, a robber, and hung its heavy head, discoloured, wan, and fading an assassin; but the elements of a hetter nature are but so frequently had the billows, during the fury o sown in his composition, and break forth at times. the storm, drenched my boy's little crib, that I could He is a native of Chios, the son of Greek parents. not wonder he should have felt their effects in a severe To avoid the consequences of an amour with Helena, cold. I put him to bed, and tried to hush him to the consul's daughter, he runs off to sea in a Vene sleep. Soon, however, his face grew flushed, and his tian vessel, which is boarded by pirates and cap- pulse became feverish. I failed alike in my er dea tured. The pirates are in turp taken by a Turkish vours to procure him repose and to afford him amuse frigate, and carried before Hassan Pasha. Anasta- ment: but, though playthings were repulsed, ani sius is released, fights with the Turks in the war tales no longer attended to, still he could not bea! against the Araonoots, and accompanies the Greck me an instant out of his sight; nor would he take drogueman to Constantinople. Disgrace and beg. anything except at my hands. Even when-as too gary reduce him to various shifts and adventures. soon it did-his reason began to wander, his filial He follows a Jew quack doctor selling nostrunismis
affection retained its pristine hold of his heart. It thrown into the Bagnio, or state prison-afterwards
had grown into an adoration of his equally doting embraces the Turkish faith-revisits Greece-pro
father; and the mere consciousness of my presence ceeds to Egypt-and subsequently ranges over Ara
seemned to relieve his uneasiness. bia, and visits Malta, Sicily, and Italy. His in
Had not my feelings, a few moments only before, trigues, adventures, sufferings, &c. are innumerable.
been those of such exceeding happiness, I should not Every aspect of Greek and Turkish society is de
so soon perhaps have conceived great alarm; but I picted-sarcasm, piquant allusion, pathos and pas
had throughout life found every extraordinary burst sion, and descriptions of scenery, are strangely inter- |
of joy followed by some unforeseen calamity; and my mingled in the narrative. Wit, epigram, and the
exultation had just risen to so unusual a pitch, that a glitter of rhetorical amplification, occupy too much
deep dismay now at once struck me to the heart. I
| felt convinced that I had only been carried to so high space; but the scene is constantly shifting, and the work possesses the truth and accuracy of a book of a pinnacle of joy, in order to be hurled with greater
ruin into an abyss of wo. Such became my anxiety travels joined to those of a romance. The traveller, I
to reach Trieste, and to obtain the best medical assisttoo, is a thorough man of the world, has a keen in
| ance, that even while the ship continued to cleave sight into human weaknesses and foibles, and de
the waves like an arrow, I fancied it lay like a log scribes his adventures and impressions without hypo
upon the main. Wow, then, did my pangs increase crisy or reserve. The most powerful passages are
when, as if in resentment of my unjust complaints, those in which pathos is predominant-such as the
the breeze, dying away, really left our keel motionless scenes with Euphrosyne, whom Anastasius has
on the waters! My anguish bafiled all expression. basely violated-his sensations on revisiting Greece
In truth I do not know how I preserved my senses, and the tomb of Helena-his reflections on witness
except from the need I stood in of their aid : for, ing the dead Araonoot soldier whom he had slain
while we lay cursed with absolute immobility, and the horrors of the plague and famine--and, above the sun ever found us, on rising, in the same place all, the account of the death of Alexis, the child of where it had left us on setting, my child---my darAnastasius, and in whom were centred the only ling child-was every instant growing worse, and remains of his human affection, his love and hope. sinking apace under the pressure of illness. To the The gradual decay of this youth, and the intense deep and Aushing glow of a complexion far exceeding anxiety and watchfulness of his father, constitute al in its transient brilliancy even the brightest hues of scene of genuine grief and tenderness. We forget | health, had succeeded a settled, unchanging, deadly the craft and villany of Anastasius, thus humbled paleness. His eye, whose round full orb was wont and prostrate. His wild gaiety and heartless jests, to beam upon me with mild but fervent radiance, his degeneracy and sensualism, have passed away. now dim and wandering, for the most part remained They had palled upon himself, but one spring of half closed ; and when, roused by my address, the pure affection remained to redeem his nature; and idol of my heart strove to raise his languid look, and it is not without the strongest pity and kindred to meet the fearful inquiries of mine, he only showed commiseration that we see the desperate adventurer all the former fire of his countenance extinct. In the reduced to loneliness and heartbroken despair. The more violent bursts, indeed, of his unceasing delirium, scene is introduced by an account of his recovering his wasting features sometimes acquired a fresh but his lost son in Egypt, and carrying him off to Eu- sad expression. He would then start up, and with rope:
his feeble hands clasped together, and big tears rolMy cousin's letter had promised me a brilliant lot, ling down his faded checks, beg in the most moving and-what was better--my own pockets insured me terms to be restored to his horne: but mostly he a decent competence. The refinements of a European seemed absorbed in inward musings, and, no longer education should add every external elegance to iny | taking note of the passing hour, he frequently during boy's innate excellence, and, having myself mode- | the course of the day moved his pallid lips, as if remately enjoyed the good things of this world, while | peating to himself the little prayer which he had been striving to deserve the better promised in the next, I wont to say at bed-time and at rising, and the blessshould. ere my friends became tired of my dotage, ings I had taught him to add, addressed to his resign my last breath in the arms of my child. inother on behalf of his father. If-wretched to see
The blue sky seemed to smile upon my cheerful him thus, and doubly agonized to think that I alone thoughts, and the green wave to murmur approbation had been the cause I burst out into tears which I of my plan. Almighty God! what was there in it strove to hide, his perception of outward objects so heinous to deserve that an inexorable fate should seemed all at once for a moment to return. He asked cast it to the winds ?
me whether I was hurt, and would lament that, young In the midst of my drcam of happiness, my eye fell and feeble as he was, he could not yet nurse me as he upon the darling object in which centred all its wished ; but promised me better care when he should sweets. Insensibly my child's prattle had dimi grow stronger. nished, and had at last subsided in an unusual silence. In this way hour after hour and day after day I thou'cht he looked pale ; his eyes seemed heavy, rolled on, without any progress in our voyage, while and his lips felt parched. The rose, that every mori- | all I had left to do was to sit doubled over my child's
couch, watching all his wants, and studying all his Lest he might feel ill at ease in my lap, I laid him looks, trying, but in vain, to discover some amend down upon my cloak, and kneeled by his wide to ment. Hon for those days!' I now thought, when a watch the growing change in his features. The present calm at sea appeared an intolerable evil, only because now was all to me: the future I knew I no longer it stopped some tide of fully or delayed some scheme should reck. Feeling my breath close to his cheek, of vice!
he half opened his eyes, looked as if after a long At last one afternoon, when, totally exhausted with absence again suddenly recognising his father, andwant of sleep, I sat down by my child in all the co!u- putting out his little mouth-seemed to crare one posure of torpid despair, the sailors rushed in one and last token of love. The teniptation was too powerful: all—for even they had felt my agony, and doted on | I gently pressed my lip upon that of my babe, and my boy. They canie to cheer me with better tidings. I gathered from it the proffered kiss. Life's last saint A breeze had just sprung up! The waves had again spark was just going forth, and I caught it on the begun to ripple, and the lazy keel to stir. As minute threshold. Scarce bad I drawn back my face, when pressed on minute, the motion of the ship became all respiration ceased. His eye-strings broke, his ewifter; and presently, as if nothing had been want features fell, and his limbs stiffened for ever. All was ing but a first impulse, we again dashed through the over: Alexis was no more. waves with all our former speed.
Every hour now brought us visibly nearer the inmost recess of the deep Adriatic and the end of our
WASHINGTON IRVING. joui ney. Pola seemed to glide by like a vision : preBently we passed Fiume: we saw Capo d'Istria but a MR WASHINGTON IRVING, a native of America, few minutes : at last we descried Trieste itself! | commenced a career of literary exertion in this Another half hour, and every separate house became country by the publication in 1820 of The Sketcs visible, and not long after we ran full sail into the harbour. The sails were taken in, the anchor was dropped, and a boat instantly came alongside.
All the necessary preparations had been made for immediately conveying my patient on shore. W'rapped up in a shawl, he was lifted out of his crib, laid on a pillow, and lowered into the boat, where I held him in my lap, protected to the best of my power from the roughness of the blast and the dashing of the spray until we reached the quay.
In my distress I had totally forgotten the taint contracted at Melada, and had purposed, the instant we stepped on shore, to carry my child straight to a physician. New anguish pierced my soul when two bayonets crossed upon my breast forced me, in spite of my alternate supplication and rage, to remain on the jettee, there to wait his coming, and his prerious scrutiny of all our healthy crew. All I could obtain as a special favour was a messenger to hurry his approach, while, panting for his arrival, I sat down with my Alexis in my arms under a low shed which kept off a pelting shower. I scarce know how long this situation lasted. My mind was so wrapped up in the danger of my boy as to remain wholly unconscious of the bustle around, except when the removal of some cask or barrel forced me to shift my station.
Washington Irving. Yet, while wholly deaf to the unceasing din of the place, I could discern the faintest rumour that seemed
Book, a series of short tales and essays, sentimental to announce the approaching physician. O, how I
and humorous, which were originally printed in a cursed his unfeeling delay! how I would have paved
American periodical, but illustrative of English his way with gold to have hastened his coming! and
manners and scenery. Mr Irving had previously yet a something whispered continually in my ear that
published in his native country a humorous Histy the utmost speed of man no longer could avail. of New York, by Knickerbocker, being an imaginary Ah! that at least, confirmed in this sad persuasion,
account of the original Dutch inhabitants of that I might have tasted the heart-rending pleasure of
state; and he had also issued a satirical periodical bestowing upon my departing child the last earthly entitled Salmaqundi, The Sketch-Book' was te endearments ! but, tranquil, composed, and softly ceived with great
ceived with great favour in Britain; its carefully slumbering as he looked, I feared to disturb a repose
elaborated style and beauties of diction were highly on which I founded my only remaining hopes. Allat | praised, and its portraitures of English rural de once, in the midst of my despair, I saw a sort of smile
toms, light up my darling's features, and hard as I strove to accurate, were pleasing and interesting. It 138 guard against all vain illusions. I could not at this l obvious that the author had formed his taste upoo sight stop a ray of gladness from gliding unchecked that of Addison and Goldsmith; but his own great into my trembling heart. Short, however, was the country, its early state of society, the red Indians, joy: soon vanished the deceitful symptom! On a and native traditions, had also supplied him with 1 closer view it only appeared to have been a slight | fund of natural and original description. His storid convulsion which had hurried over my child's now of Rip Van Winkle and the Sleepy Hollow are per tranquil countenance, as will sometimes dart over the l haps the finest pieces of original fictitious writing Binooth mirror of a dormant lake the image of a bird that this century has produced, next to the works I, in the air. It looked like the response of a departing of Scott. In 1822 Mr Irving continued the same angel, to those already on high, that hailed his speedy | style of fanciful English delineation in his Bracetrid coming. The soul of my Alexis was fast preparing | Hall, in which we are introduced to the interior for its flight.
la squire's mansion, and to a number of original
characters, drawn with delicacy and discrimination and Voyages of Christopher Columbus, in four volumes, equal to those in his former work. In 1824 appeared written in a less ornate style than his former another series of tales and sketches, but greatly in- works, but valuable for the new information it coinferior, entitled Tales of a Traveller. Having gone to municates. Next year appeared The Conquest of Spain in connection with the United States embassy, Granada, and in 1832 The Alhambra, both connected Mr Irving studied the history and antiquities of that with the ancient Moorish kingdom of Granada, and romantic country, and in 1828 published The Life partly fictitious. Several lighter works have since
Washington Irving's Cottage. issued from his fertile pen-Astoria, a narrative of passion for cleanliness was the leading principle in American adventure; A Tour in the Prairies; Abbots- Domestic economy, and the universal test of an able ford and Newstead, &c. The principal works of Mr housewife ; a character which formed the utmost amIrving are his Sketch-Book' and · Bracebridge bition of our unenlightened grandmothers. The front Hall;' these are the corner-stones of his fame, and door was never opened except on marriages, funerals, likely to be durable. In all his writings, however, New-Year's days, the festival of St Nicholas, or some there are passages evincing fine taste, gentle affec- such great occasion. It was ornamented with a gortions, and graceful description. His sentiments are geous brass knocker curiously wrought, sometimes manly and generous, and his pathetic and humorous | into the device of a dog, and sometimes of a lion's sketches are in general prevented from degenerating head; and was daily burnished with such religious into extravagance by practical good sense and a cor. zeal, that it was •fttimes worn out by the very prerect judgment. Modern authors have too much cautions taken for its preservation. The whole house neglected the mere matter of style; but the success
was constantly in a state of inundation, under the disof Mr Irving should convince the careless that the cipline of mops, and brooms, and scrubbing-brishes; graces of composition, when employed even on paint and the good housewives of those days were a kind of ings of domestic life and the quiet scenes of nature. amphibious animal, delighting exceedingly to be dabcan still charm as in the days of Addison. Gold. bling in water, insomuch that a historian of the day smith, and Mackenzie.
gravely tells us, that many of his townswomen grew
to have webbed fingers like unto a duck; anıt some [Manners in New York in the Dutch Times.]
of them, he had little doubt, could the matter be ex.
| amined into, would be found to have the tails of mer. The houses of the higher class were generally con- maids; but this I look upon to be a mere spe rt of structed of wood, excepting the gable end, which was fancy, or, what is worse, a wilful misrepresentatio.). of small black and yellow Dutch bricks, and always The grand parlour was the sanctum sanctorum, faced on the street; as our ancestors, like their de- where the passion for cleaning was indulged without scendants, were very much given to outward show, and control. In this sacred apartment no one was perwere noted for putting the best leg foremost. The mitted to enter excepting the mistress and her contihouse was always furnished with abundance of large dential maid, who visited it once a-week for the pur. doors and small windows on every floor; the date of pose of giving it a thorough cleaning, and putting its erection was curiously designated by iron figures things to rights, always taking the precaution of lear. on the front; and on the top of the roof was perched ing their shoes at the door, and entering devoutly on a fierce little weathercock, to let the family into the their stocking feet. After scrubbing the floor, sprink. important secret which way the wind blew. These, ling it with fine white sand, which was curiously like the weathercocks on the tops of our steeples, stroked into anglcs, and curves, and rhomboids, with pointed so many different ways, that every man could a broom, after washing the windows, rubbing and have a wind to his mind; and you would have thought polishing the furniture, and putting a new hunch of old Æolus had set all his bags of wind adrift, pell- evergreens in the fireplace, the window-shutters were mell, to gambol about this windy metropolis; the again closed to keep out the flies, and the room caremost stanch and loyal citizens, however, always went fully locked up until the revolution of time brought according to the weathercock on the top of the gover-round the weekly cleaning day. nor's house, which was certainly the most correct, as As to the family, they always entered in at the he had a trusty servant employed every morning to gate, and most generally lived in the kitchen. To climb up and point it whichever way the wind blew. have seen a numerous household assembled around In those good days of simplicity and sunshine, a the fire, one would bare imagined that he was tran
sported back to those happy days of primeval simpli. herds and shepherdesses, tending pigs—with boats city which float before our imaginations like golden sailing in the air, and houses built in the clouds, and visions. The fireplaces were of a truly patriarchal sundry other ingenious Dutch fantasies. The beaus magnitude, where the whole family, old and young, distinguished themselves by their adroitness in remaster and servant, black and white, nay, even the plenishing this pot from a huge copper tea-kettle, very cat and dog, enjoyed a community of privilege, which would have made the pigmy macaronies of and had each a prescriptive right to a corner. Here these degenerate days sweat merely to look at it. To the old burgher would sit in perfect silence, puffing sweeten the beverage, a lump of sugar was laid beside his pipe, looking in the fire with half-shut eyes, and each cup, and the company alternately nibbled and thinking of nothing for hours together; the goede sipped with great decorum, until an improvement vrouw on the opposite side would employ herself dili- was introduced by a shrewd and economic old lady, gently in spinning her yarn or knitting stockings. which was, to suspend a large lump directly orer the The young folks would crowd around the hearth, tea-table by a string from the ceiling, so that it could listening with breathless attention to some old crone | be swung from mouth to mouth-an ingenious espeof a negro who was the oracle of the family, and who, dient, which is still kept up by some families in Alperched like a raven in a corner of the chimney, bany, but which prevails, without exception, in Comwould croak forth for a long winter afternoon a string | munipaw, Bergen, Flat-Bush, and all our uncontami. of incredible stories about New England witches, grisly nated Dutch villages. ghosts, horses without heads, and hairbreadth oscapes, At these primitive tea-parties the utmost propriety and bloody encounters among the Indians.
and dignity of deportment prevailed. No flirting nor In those happy days a well-regulated family always coquettiny-no gambling of old ladies, nor boyden rose with the dawn, dined at eleven, and went to bed chattering and roniping of young ones--no self-satisat sundown. Dinner was invariably a private meal, fied struttings of wealthy gentlemen with their brains and the fat old burghers showed incontestable symp- in their pockets ; nor amusing conceits and monkey toms of disapprobation and uneasiness at being sur divertisements of smart young gentlemen with no prised by a visit froin a neighbour on such occasions. brains at all. On the contrary, the young ladies But though our worthy ancestors were thus singularly seated themselves demurely in their rush-bottomed averse to giving dinners, yet they kept up the social chairs, and knit their own woollen stockings; nor bonds of intimacy by occasional banquetings, called ever opened their lips, excepting to say yah Mynkce tea-parties.
or yah ya Vrouw to any question that was asked As this is the first introduction of those delectable tbein; behaving in all things like decent well-eduorgies, which have since become so fashionable in this cated damsels. As to the gentlemen, each of them city, I am conscious my fair readers will be very tranquilly smoked his pipe, and seemed lost in corcurious to receive information on the subject. Sorry templation of the blue and white tiles with which the am I that there will be but little in my description fireplaces were decorated; wherein sundry passages calculated to excite their admiration. I can neither of Scripture were piously portrayed : Tobit and his delight then with accounts of suffocating crowds, nor dog figured to great advantage; Haman swung conbrilliant drawing-rooms, nor towering feathers, nor spicuously on his gibbet ; and Jonah appeared most sparkling diamonds, nor immeasurable trains. I can manfully bouncing out of the whale, like Harlequin detail no choice anecdotes of scandal, for in those through a barrel of fire. primitive times the simple folk were either too stupid The parties broke up without noise and without or too good-natured to pull each other's characters to confusion. They were carried home by their outi pieces; nor can I furnish any whimsical anecdotes of carriages-that is to say, by the vehicles nature had brag; how one lady cheated, or another bounced into provided them, excepting such of the wealthy as could a passion ; for as yet there was no junto of duleet old afford to keep a wagon. The gentlemen gallantly dowagers who met to win each other's money and lose attended their fair ones to their respectire abodes, their own tempers at a card-table,
and took leave of them with a hearty smack at the These fashionable parties were generally confined door; which, as it was an established piece of etiquette, to the higher classes, or noblesse--that is to say, such done in perfect simplicity and honesty of heart, as kept their own cows and drove their own wagons. | occasioned no scandal at that time, nor should it at The company commonly assembled at three o'clock, the present-if our great-grandfathers approved of the and went away about six, unless it was in winter time, custom, it would argue a great want of reverence in when the fashionable hours were a little earlier, that | their descendants to say a word against it. the ladies might get home before dark. I do not find that they ever treated their company to iced
(A Rainy Sunday in an Inn.) creams, jellies, or syllabubs, or regaled them with musty almonds, mouldy raisins, or sour oranges, as is
[From · Bracebridge Hall.] often done in the present age of refinement. Our It was a rainy Sunday in the gloomy month of ancestors were fond of more sturdy substantial farc. November. I had been detained in the course of a The tea-table was crowned with a huge earthen dish journey by a slight indisposition, from which I well stored with slices of fat pork, fried brown, cut up recovering; but I was still feverish, and was obliged into morsels, and swimming in gravy. The company to keep within doors all day, in an inn of the small being seated around the genial board, and each fur- town of Derby. A wet Sunday in a country inn! nished with a fork, evinced their dexterity in launch- whoever has had the luck to experience one, can alone ing at the fattest pieces of this mighty dish, in much judge of my situation. The rain pattered against the the same manner as sailors harpoon porpoises at sea, casements, the bells tolled for church with a melan. or our Indians spear salmon in the lakes. Sometimes choly sound. I went to the windows is quest of the table was graced with immense apple-pies, or something to amuse the eye, but it seemed as if I had saucers full of preserved peaches and pears; but it been placed completely out of the reach of all amusewas always sure to boast of an enormous dish of balls / ment. The windows of my bed-room looked out among of sweetened dough fried in hog's fat, and called tiled roofs and stacks of chimne ys, while those of my dough-nuts, or oly kocks ; a delicious kind of cake, at sitting-room commanded a full rí ew of the stable-yatd. present scarce known in this city, excepting in genuine | I know of nothing more calculated to make a man Dutch families.
sick of this world than a stable-yard on a rainy day. The tea was served out of a majestic delft tea-pot | The place was littered with wet straw that had been grna nented with paintings of fat little Dutch shep- | kicked about by travellers and stable-boys. In one