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THE STORY OF A LEGACY. ments, stood a large model of a ship, for the Olio.

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mous brass candlesticks. Over the

entrance into an inner apartment were To return to the legacy: there re- displayed on the wall a row of oldmained to Frederick but one hope of fashioned tart-lins. By way of more recovering it, independent of the pro- tasteful decoration, a few paltry prints crastination of the law, and that was by were hung up in massy old frames; two appealing to the pity of his Aunt Bark- of them were, " The Return of the Proing, of Dalling. This resolution in- digal Son," and " The Shipwreck of St. volved a task almost analagous to the Paul;" the prodigal being represented attempt to draw water from a finty in top-boots and buckskin breeches, rock; but he had justice, eloquence, and the apostle in the garb of a Jackand distress on his side : she was his tar. With these were intermingled a mother's own sister (though prover- few wretched paintings of the local scebially her opposite in mind, temper, nery,-the barbouillage of unknown and person): he was parentless, friend- provincial artists. The rest of the furless, and moneyless; and if these failed niture of Mrs. Barking's sitting-room to move her, his case would be hopeless. may be imagined from the description

Her house stood in a central open- already given. Amidst this eccentric ing of the hamlet of Dalling, and pre- melange of pride, penury, and ignorsented many advantages for being ren ance, was the notable Mrs. Barking dered a desirable residence; but the herself, quite in character, being bustdespicable penury of Mrs. Barking had lingly engaged in expressing from the rendered these of no avail; her only dregs of honey the liquor called mead. object being to amass and keep the sor A graphic description of her person and did gains wrung from a profitable farm, appearance, though at the hazard of to the total perversion of every means of being charged with caricature, is nerespectability. The walls of her dwel- cessary to the context. Subject to a ling, exteriorly, were disfigured by scorbutic affection of the blood, her trained currant-trees, and, here and frowning countenance was furred over there, by implements of the farm-yard with scaly eruptions of that character; being placed against them. The gar- her chin was enveloped in an overlay of den in front was rendered unsightly by lace, which reached nearly to her being crowded with rows of potatoes, haughty lip, and was intended to hide patches of turnips, and beds of onions, the Horid blotches which appeared on Attached to the once elegant palisading that portion of her features : her arms was the cot of a chained cur, whose also were encircled in a pair of faded continual barking was in unison with black silk gloves, with the fingers cut the repulsive exterior of the house. Be- off, which rendered conspicuous the fore it, at the bottom of the garden, ran, display of some enormous family rings, or rather trickled, a weedy spring, in- corresponding in quaintness with her fested by ducks and other feathe ed flowered muslin gown, whose faded gentry, peculiar to the farm-yard. train had swept her carpets for up

Frederick's knock was answered by wards of a quarter of a century. Her a timid and awkward domestic, who, physiognomy evinced a mixture of arroafter much preliminary inquiry, an gance and ignorance; and her converpounced him to Mrs. Barking. The gation and address, though she had had interior of her sitting-rcoin bore some the advantages of a respectable educaapproximation to a kitchen. The heads tion, were vulgar in the extreme : in of two corresponding cupboards, the short, her uncompromising exterior was mantel-shelf, and the side-board, were in strict accordance with her avaricious shamed by crockery of the meanest pat- and degraded mind. tern. In one corner stood a clock, Eyeing her nephew with a most conwhose opaque countenance and starts temptuous look,' she slightly inclined ling tickings, would have better con- her head, which was all the salutation sorted with the hall of some old castle. she condescended to vouchsafe him. The library displayed a few trashy After standing for a considerable time volumes of the time of Tonson, inter- without being invited to a seat, Fremingled with homilies and tracts in de- derick drew to him a chair and sat fence of the church, of which Mrs. Bark- down. A silence of some length ening was a stagnch upholder. On the sued, which was first broken by his top of the library, amidst a heteroge- insolent aunt demanding, in a most neous collection of utensils and orna insulting tone, the business which had

brought him there. The fervent re- quested to depart, resolved to abide the solves of calm demeanour made by Hen- issue; and, after the lapse of a few derson took flight in a moment; and, minutes, the door again opened, and the choking with rage, which at last broke redoubtable Smithson, tottering with forth in alleviating exclamation, he age and grasping a long staff, the painted cried,

arms on which were sadly defaced, made “Am I mistaken for a reprieved felon, his appearance, and seizing Frederick that I am thus treated, when, with ho- by the collar, commanded him to rise, nourable fame, and with clean hands, I threatening, in case of refusal, to call am come to supplicate for that which I in assistance, and forcibly hurl him into ought to demand, nay compel?”

the street. « Oh! your legacy, sir," said she, “ Old man,” said Frederick, addresse deridingly, “ How much of it will serve ing him, " I reverence thy age, but I you, poverty-bird ? What a pity that pity thy imbecility. Wouldst thou, for so fine and spirited a young gentleman one venal shilling, profane the hallow. should have no estate! Compel, in- ed name of justice by dashing me on the deed, vagabond ! why you have not pavement, thy strength permitting? Uneven what will fee a clerk to hand up loose thy grasp; if thou art in want of an appeal to the Lord Chancellor! money, adopt a more honest way to obNo-get the law on your side if you can tain it. There-take the lingering pit-I'll not pay you a shilling !"

tance in my solitary purse, and preserve 6 Woman!" plied Frederick, it as a memento that when thou wouldst 6 shame and disgrace to that sex whose have rendered a base and inhuman serprerogative it is to rail! I detest and vice, he who reproved thee gave it as despise thee; I forswear all kindred some evidence of an inherent desire to with thee, and, sooner than own it, I return good for evil.” would claim relationship with the vilest Old Smithson took up the piece of convict at the gallows! My mother silver which Frederick had shaken from faltered to me with her dying breath, bis purse, and coolly placing it in his that to base the fabric of my hopes on pocket, which he cautiously buttoned, he the winds of Heaven,- to walk the prepared to grin his acknowledgment; pathless waves,—were a more tangible but his courtesy came too late ; Fre. task than to move thy pity. Hideous derick was gone, and looking out at the blot on creation! thou hast now added door, he watched him proceeding at an insult to oppression, and falsehood to indignant pace over the neighbouring robbery. Heaven is my witness, I re- fields, and in a few minutes he was out lieve, often with all but my last mite, of sight. the pestilent and profligate mendicant, The searing Autumn had far advanc. whose infirmities I commiserate as of ed, when Henderson resolved to disthe brotherhood of humanity : but wert miss his uncle's attorney from all farthou, atrocious and abandoned woman, ther participation in the affair. He had expiring for food in a loathsome ditch, decided on bidding a final adieu to his and wert to lick my feet in the vehe- native valley. His situation was every mency of thy prayer for a morsel of day growing more irksome ; depending bread, I could steel my heart to thy on the charitable services of his poorer request, and calmly see thee expire!" friends; hated by the Squire ; and

This was too much for the enraged dreaded by his opulent uncle. His Mrs. Barking; and, stamping her foot dreams of hope and peace portrayed furiously on the floor, for her passion another clime; but, alas ! he little precluded immediate utterance, a trem- deemed how soon his journey would be bling girl opened the door, who, in a to “ that undiscovered country," where timid tone, ventured to inquire what wrongs are righted. The villain Rockwere her commands. Taking a huge ton thirsted for his blood; for the rubunch of keys from her side, she un mour had reached him that Henderson, locked an escrutoire, and from a well- certain of his identity, had pointed to filled leather bag, abstracted a shilling, him as the murderer of the child found which she delivered to the crouching in his own meadow. This determined menial before her, enjoining, in a voice him in his deadly purpose; and he nos that almost emulated that of a lion, waited for that opportunity, which was

" Take that to Old Smithson, the con- but too easily afforded him, of silencing stable, and tell him to come instantly, Frederick for ever. and throw this impertinent beggar head It was on a market-day, the last of long to the door!!

his existence, that young Henderson Frederick, as he had no: been re betook himself to the neighbouring

town of Ripon, in order to disannul the lars, disjointed buttresses, and the mock proceedings respecting bis legacy. carved and foliaged remains of the The joyous chime of the bells of St. chisel's achievements. He viewed its Wilfred beguiled in some measure the crunibling tower, beautified by peerless autumn gloom which pervaded the yel- tracery; its still roofed and nearly perlow woods of Sharow and Studley; and fect cloisters, gloomily lighted by corthe sun at intervals palely illumined bel-windows; its sepulchral chapterthe venerable towers of the collegiate house, overgrown with alders; and its church, the tall market-cross, and the " column-strewn" nave, bared to the hill-seated copses environing the town. changeful heavens. The voiceless river He several times during the day en- flowed beneath the arches of the cloiscountered both his uncle and the Squire, ters, over its pavement of mosaic bricks, as their weekly transactions required of which the abbey had been despoiled, the attendance of one at the market, and the seasonable breeze passed over the the other at the banks. George Yeate- sighing woods,—the withered ivy ratley seemed to be perfectly aware of his tled on the monkish walls,--and Frenephew's intention as to discharging the derick turned from the ruin with that attorney; and his suspicions received philosophic elevation of feeling which confirmation, when, on calling at his its Gothic decay is so well adapted to office after the despatch of market busi- inspire. ness, he learnt that Henderson had The shades of an early evening had been there, and had entered his decided now set in; the glimpses of the remote protest against any advance in the bu- scenery were becoming more and more siness. On hearing this, Yeateley was obscure; and as Henderson retraced like an unchained lion ; he swore bit- his way through Ripon, the twilight had terly at the prospect of having in reality merged into darkness. By the time he a Chancery bill filed against him, of had reached the verge of Hutton Moor, which he knew well he must eventually however, the firmament had become pay the costs; and so far did he allow studded with a few stars, which faintly to his passion the mastery, that he showed the expanded waters of the Ure, vowed, publicly, to shoot his nephew at pursuing their way through the thicket their first meeting; a threat, which, solitudes of the adjacent subsiding counit is but justice to observe, was the try. Crossing the dreary enclosures of ebullition of the moment. Returning to Huiton Moor, being three miles on his the inn, he met with Squire Rockton, to journey, Frederick stopped to partake whom he related his defeat. Liquor in of a little refreshment at the Royal abundance was ordered, to give energy Oak, an inn situate on the Roman road to the recital ; and glass succeeded leading to Aldborough, the Isurium of glass, until they found themselves, be the Romans. The nocturnal topers fore the evening, in a state of half- returning from market, true to the dese inebriation.

cription given in “Tam o' Shanter," Henderson, desirous of taking a part- were here assembled to wind up the ing view of the delightful neighbour- night. Frederick, delighted with the hood which he had so often perambu- original characters which formed the lated, had walked to Studley Park, company, prolonged his stay until a late where, amidst the sylvan scenery, he hour; and it was not before the clock wore away the afternoon. The dazzling had struck eleven, that he took his deconcentration of temples, walks, statues, parture. and fountains, had almost erased from

To be continued. his memory the chilling predominancy of Autumn. He strolled through gardens of evergreens, laurels, and winter

UTILITY. roses; he heard the music of shooting

For the Olio. fountains falling into their marble basins; he beheld the sylvan forestry

Alas! when this uncertain dream of life glassed in the meandering waters of the

shall be over, what will then avail all our Skell; and, pursuing the continuous busy cares, unless they shall have left behind

them the footsteps of utility. VOLNEY. walk, the hoary and solemn pile of monastic Fountains couched in its rock When this uncertain dream shall cease, encircled dell, met his melancholy eye. And all our strifes be hush'd in peace,

What will avail our caris, The subliming influence of that gor.

If in the past we find no trace geous ruin took possession of his soul;

of usefulness, but in its place, and he stood entranced with rapture A source of endless tears.

J.A. amid severing arches, tottering pil

cups, sir !

Notices of New Books. I am myself amused yesterday to look

by the window which gives in the street. The Comic Offering, or Ladies' Me- I see a crowd enormous of persons. I

lange of Literary Mirth for 1831. ask at the servant “ What for all that?" Edited by Louisa Henrieita Shers “ It's a man that is beside himself, don. Smith and Elder.

sir." We had long thought that he of

“ Oh yes !” I say, but I not underthe Whims and Oddities held “sole sland, and I take my dictionary: I find sovereignsway and masterdom"over the

Beside, a cote de,' and ' Himself,' I Land of Joculurity; but we find that know is ' lui-meme.' That make toge

ther we were deceived, and that a pretty

a cote de lui-meme." Oh, not good portion of his empire has been understand at all. wrested from him (against his consent,

I ask pretty girl of the house “ What

for crowd ?" no doubt,) by a very designing lady,

She who cuts a conspicuous figure: her

say, “Only man who is in his prime minister, we are told, is a man gifted with a sixth sense,-a sort of se

“Oh yes!” I say, but I not undercord-sighted being, who can Seymour stand better: search in the dictionary than other folks ; he draws well, and again, ' A man in his cups, Un homme is much relished by the people of the dans ses tasses"'Well, can not unnew kingdom. In fact, it is said, that derstand. Call pretty girl again—“My the old monarch, by taking the field so

dear Miss, is it porcelain merchant fall late, is fast losing ground, and that among his cups ? many of his friends, like leaves in Au

She go away in clatters of laugh, very tumn, are falling off, and flocking to unpolite, and I hear her say at the boy her Standard, which is set up in Corn

John, that Frenchman seem a great hill, where she dispenses her good spoon.

Boy replies, “ He is next to a things to all comers with an unsparing

madman!" hand: they are doled out in well made call me a cuilliere? I not understand,

Is it possible that the pretty person pints (points) according to the imp-eraEl imperial) Measure, the flavour of

--so I look at the dictionary, and find which is anything but “ flat, stale and

spoon, cuilliere,' very right. How it unprofitable.” That those who have is foolish for call one person spoon! I only heard of her “Rare Doings" may send for the master of the hotel, and deshare of her bounty, we most willing. sire I may be put far from the madman

who is next to me. ly divide our portion. SISTER ARTS, & BROTHER ARTISTS.

The man say there was no madman

at all. Brows is a painter justly famed

Then I ring the bell, and the boy For taking portraits fine: But this is all his skill, for Brown come ; (who is very old and stupid, he Could never write a line !

tell me he has 59 years.) I ask to him While Smith, who writes biography if he tell pretty person there was madAnd history so well,

man in the next room to me ? Could never draw the slightest sketch, Though anxious to excel !

“ Oh no, sir, I never said How strange are these deficiencies

nothing of the kind." I say, “ You lo artists of such fame:

speak bad English with two negatives ; Because it seems the two pursuits but I hear you say it when pretty perAre very much the same.

son call me spoon." If we consider both their works,

Then he have shame, and his face It truly may be said, “ Smith's aim is to attempt one's life

redded all over, and he beg my pardon, And Browo lakcs of one's head."

and not mean that what he say.

I never believe you when at Paris, A FRENCH GENTLEMAN'S LETTER you tell me that the Englishwomen get

TO AN ENGLISH FRIEND IN LONDON. on much before our women: but now I AII MY DEER FREND,

agree quite with you, I know you laughI can not feel the plaisir I expresse ing at your country women for take such to come to your country charming, for long steps! My faith! I never saw you see.

I shall have the happiness to such a mode to walk; they take steps you embrace in some days from here: long like the man! Very pretty wobut it is necessary that I myself may restmen! but not equal to ours! White before to set out.

skins, and the tint fresh, but they have We are arrive at Southampton before no mouths nor no eyes. Our women yesterday at one hour of the afternoon, have lips like rose-buttons, and eyes of and we are debarked very nice.

lightning: the English have mouth

He say,


wide like the toads; and their eyes are was much worse! Chacun a son gout, like dreaming sheeps, as one of our as we say. very talented writers say Mouton qui In my road to come home, I see a rece. It is excellent, that.

board on a gate, and I stopped myself I am not perceived so many English for read him. He was for say, any ladies tipsy as I expect; our General person beating carpets, playing cricket, Pilon say they all drink brandy; this I and such like diversions there, should have not seen very much.

be persecuted. My faith! you other I was very surprise to see the peo- English are so droll to find any diverple's hair of any colour but red, because sion in beating carpets! Yet it is quite all our travellers say there is no other as amusing as to play the cricket, to hair seen, except red or white! But I beat one little ball with big stick, then come here, filled with candour, and I iun about like madmen, then throw say I have seen some people whose hair away big stick, and get great knock was not red.

upon your face or legs. And then at You tell me often at Paris that we cards again! What stupid game whist. liave no music in France. My dear Play for amuse people, but may not friend, how you are deceived yourself! laugh any! Ah! how the English are Our music is the finest in the world, droll! I have nothing of more for say and the German come after : you other to you, at present, but I am so soon English have no music, and if you had seeing you, when I do assure you of sume, you have no language to sing the eternal regard and everlasting afwith.

It is necessary that you may fection avow your language is not useful for Of your much attached frend, the purpose ordinary of the world. Your window of shop are all filled at French name des gros de Naples,

THE NURSERY MAN. * des gros des Indes, des gros d' ete;' lonce was a gard'ner so gay, &c. If English lady go for demand,

Till I brought to my Eden a wife: Shew me, if you please sir, some ' fats But now I've found out, well-a-day! of Naples,' some' fats of India, and

That a Nursery-man I'm for life! some' fats of summer,' the linendraper Tho''tis fruitless my wishing for goodnot understand at all. Then the colours

My ills double-blo884 med appear,

Like Two-faces-under-a-hood, different at the silks. People say 'pucc We've happily Twins ev'ry year. eranouie,'' oeil de l'empereur, flam- When fatigued with the sun and the air, mes d'enfer,' ' feu de l'opera,' but you My son and heir gives me no peace; never hear lady say, I go for have gown I've Climbers all over my chair,

Whose Deer-tongues from moving near cease made of “ fainting fleas,' or emperors? eyes,' or 'opera fires,'or of the flames' So tortured am I by each child,

That spleenwore now gives me much trouof a place which you tell me once, for

ble; say never to ears polite ! You also My brain I'm afraid will grow wild, like very much our musique in Eng if I can't raise my Salary double ! land : the street-organs tell you best When I married the fair Mary-Gold,

If sbe had Ane-monie I asked? the taste of the people, and I hear them

(That Yellow-Eerlasting, we're told, play always Le petit tumbour,' 'Oh

Will Honesty even outlast ) gardez-vous, begerelte,'' Dormez, mes cheres amours,' and twenty little French Shepherd's-Purse from her father, the farmer,

Sbe brought,--and a fine Golden-chain: airs of which we are fatigued, there is a Yet (tho' I don't say it to harm her), long time.

Lady's-eardrops are all that remain.
I go this morning for make visit to London-Pride she was always esteemed,

All beauties in her were assembled; the house of a very nice family. When

But though Bella Donna she seemed, I am there some time, I demand of the

"Tis Rag-wort she's lately resembled. young ladies, what for they not go out? 'Tyas first at a Hop that I saw her,

One reply, “ Thank you, sir, we are in vain a young Cocks-comb was pleading, always oblige for stay at home, because Sweet Ice-plant! his warmth could not thaw papa enjoy such rery bad health.'

Ah! thought I, in my heart Love-lies-bleed* Oh yes! How do you do

ing! your papa this morning, misses ?"

Last Sunday she brought me a flower, “ He is much worse, I am oblige to A Forget-me-not, for me to wear :

Said I, “were the choice in my power, I bid them good bye, and think in

Td bave Batchelor's-buttons, my dear!" myself how the English are odd to en

In Spring when I'd mind early Peas,

I made people pay what I'd choose; joy bad health, and the young ladies

But now, without hoping to please, much obliged to me because their papa I must mind both my P's and my Q's.

her :

I say,

you, sir."

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