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scene of his introduction to the royal presence. On the king's entering the music-room, he started, and seemed much displeased; but after approaching a little nearer, and applying a glass to his eye, he called Kramer to him "I see, sir," said the king, "you wish to accustom me to a black drummer by degrees."

His majesty's witty, but somewhat cutting observation on the marriage of the two Peels, Sir Robert and William, is said to have never been forgiven. Sir Robert, then Mr. Peel, married Jane, the daughter of General Floyd; Mr. William Peel married Jane, daughter of the Earl of Mountcashel. When these alliances were mentioned to the sovereign, he exclaimed with a smile, "I see these Peels cling to the Spinning Jennies still."

MONARCHS AND MUSICIANS.

His late Majesty inherited a musical temperament both on the side of father and mother. George III., as is well known, possessed a German taste for the organ, and was, it is said, a good performer; his Queen (who had doubt less profited much by intercourse with one of the family of the Bachs, long a music-master at court), was a singer, had had the honour of being accompanied by Mozart, and of being favourably mentioned as a player on the harpsichord, in the diary of Haydn. The testimony of the old composer may be relied on; it came to light among other private memoranda years after his death, but when every thing connected with Haydn had become matter of public interest, and his opinions upon art the property of posterity. Haydn's note is, "the Queen played pretty well;" a cautious phrase, but one more complimentary to her acquirements than the loose epithets of praise which are generally dealt out upon any exhibition of royal cleverness, which put the public in almost as much difficulty to get at the truth concerning great people, as they are in to discover it of themselves. The patronage which George III. bestowed upon the solid style of the ancient masters, grew out of his early intimacy with and admira tion of, the works of Handel; and the particular favour which he testified towards this author's compositions was in part the conscientious fulfilment of a promise. Our authority for the following anecdote is good, and the cirQumstance is not too romantic to be true.

After one of the concerts at court at which George the Third, then a child, had been an auditor, Handel patted the little boy on the head, saying, "You will take care of my music when I am dead." This pathetic injunction of the composer, the King, to his honour, never forgot. How it may be in other arts we know not, but in music it is seldom that the taste changes after an individual has arrived at manhood in the admiration of a certain beau ideal. This is particularly the case where people have strong feeling, with little science; it is knowledge alone which, in opening to us the possible advantages of new discoveries, renders music progressive. Although the great revolution in music which had been anticipated by C. P. E. Bach, and which was carried through by Haydn and Mozart, took place during the reign of George III.; and although the King was visited by both the latter composers, and was partly sensible of their merits, he still preferred Handel. George III. possessed what the phrenologists call the organ of adhesiveness; he was eminently a family man, satisfied with the singing of his virtuous consort, and with his own organic achievements. Many persons will readily understand this preference-we mean such as prefer their own bad scraping to the playing of Mori or De Beriot. With his late Majesty music was less a passion than with George III., but he possessed more refinement of taste. Though a dilletanti performer on the violoncello, for which instrument he was the pupil of Crosdil, he was more celebrated for his encouragement of clever professors than for admiration of his own successes, or desire to enchant the lords and ladies in waiting by the royal tours de force. A youth, son of one of the persons of his household, having manifested an inclination for music, the King despatched him to Vienna, to receive the best cultivation which the care of Mozart could bestow upon his talent; the object of this right princely patronage was Mr. Attwood. He ever manifested a particular regard for Lindley and J. B. Cramer; and we have heard it mentioned, that one of the finest exhibitions of pianoforte playing ever known was given by the latter at the Pavilion at Brighton a few years back. So well known among professors was the partiality of the late King towards Lindley, that he was named as the most probable successor of Shield in the mastership of the royal band of musicians. This

BY A NAVAL OFFICER.

No danger the heart of a seaman appals,
To fight or to fall he is ready,

The safeguard of Britain is her wooden walls,
While the helmsman cries, Steady, boys,
steady.

See Britannia now moves, a gallant first-rate,
With transport the Blue-jackets hail ber;
'Tis William's right hand holds the helm of the
state,

For our King is a true British sailor.
The wild waves around us may furiously
whistle,

And tempests the ocean deform.
But united, the Red Rose, the Shamrock, and

Thistle,

With our King we will weather the storm. Hard up with the helm! hoist! hoist! how she cracks,

Magna Charta in need will avail her,
And prove she sails better whenever she tacks,
For her pilot's a true British sailor.
Co-equal with red is the gallant true blue,
And nought can its glories o'erwhelm,
Whilst Freeman and Sidney direct a bold crew,
And William presides at the helm.

Then fill up a bumber-Britannia appears,

New rigged, and with joy we all hail her; Here's a health to King William, with three

times three cheer,

And long life to the first British sailor.
British Traveller.

REFLECTIONS ON PINCUSHIONS
AND OTHER CUSHIONS.
For the Olio.

post was, however, otherwise disposed OUR KING A TRUE BRITISH SAILOR. of. The first score of the opera, La Clemenza di Tito, ever known in this country, was obtained from the library at Carlton-house, and, as a signal favour from the prince to Mrs. Billington, was lent by him for her benefit. How worthy that extraordinary woman was of the distinction, she soon displayed in presence of the admiring orchestra and vocal corps of the Opera House, by sitting down to the score, playing the whole opera through, and singing the part of Vitellia at sight! The Prince once received a letter by the two-penny post, which he is said to have kept as a curiosity. It was sent by Griesbach, the German oboe-player, with a simplicity characteristic of the man, to request payment for attendance at some private concerts. The original mode of application caused much diversion to the party addressed, and procured the money instantly. Church music his late Majesty did not encourage so much as might have been beneficial to it. If Handel had, in the preceding reign, found favour to the exclusion of other masters, and consequently to the narrowing of the public taste, in the succeeding one fashion hardly gave him a chance. Under the withering influence of neglect in the higher quarters, and suffering, too, from the introduction of the modern sacred compositions of the Continent, seductive through the effects of light and shade, and the rich and varied employment of instruments, Handel was fast sinking into neglect. The enthusiasm which Germany and France now manifest for the works of this author, the public admiration which Beethoven expressed of him, and the lately published testimonies of Haydn and Mozart, have had their effect upon this country, and the ancient taste is reviving. The latest musical hobby of the deceased Monarch was his private band of wind instruments. This was unequalled in Europe; the performers were picked with the greatest care by Kramer, the master; their allowance was liberal, and their united practice diligent and punctual. The person selected to preside in this department was one who not only knows the full scope and capacity of every instrument, but is an able harmonist, and competent to adapt a composition in its most effective inanner. Not knowing whether the band exists or not under William IV., we can scarcely avoid some confusion of tenses in writing about it.

The Atlas.

Green and blue,
Yellow and red, of tapestry richly wrought,
And woven close, or needle work sublime.

PINCUSHIONS have changed with the taste and fashion of the times, almost as much as buttons. Their varieties of shape, pattern and materials are innumerable. Those of Tunbridge and ivory manufacture are etched, or painted, with views of suburban interest, and describe statistic and ingenious discoveries, as they also answer the use for which they are made. Prior to the improvements in pins, which are patented and wrought to exquisite perfection, they were so large, whether of gold, silver or brass, that it was necessary for their better preservation to keep them in cushions. These cushions were of the most costly description. Ladies spent half their time in giving them finish suitable for presents. They were adorned with emblems, signifying the desires of the donors. The competition between young ladies gave rise to rivalry.

Some of them attained to a curious perfection in the art, considered in various periods of history as essential as the knowledge which the Roman ladies possessed in practically exhibiting the moral of the Weird Sisters, or of English housewives who could spin the flax, and make it into a wearable

form and duration. Velvet cushions were made of black when intended for the pulpit to give more impressive ideas of death.* The nations all over the world have varied their ornaments and colours of cushions agreeably with their notions of solemnity and gaiety; and also, have adapted them to the charge which was imposed on them,sometimes a mass of gold, or a writing of sacred and definite importance. The churches in Asia, and those in Europe, have attached an awe to the cushion when connected with divine unction.

The author of Hudibras ridicules the thumping of a pulpit cushion, when he

says

"The pulpit drum ecclesiastic Was beat with fist, instead of a stick.' And Cowper was not less severe :— In the exterior form

And mode of its conveyance by such tricks, As move derision; or by foppish airs And histrionic mumm'ry that let down The pulpit to the level of the stage.' In all processions-the courts of eastern ease, and places of relief, cushions have retained their splendour. So long as luxury reigns and infirmity exists, they will never be out of use. But pincushions are valued more as they are formed in the spirit of superstition. Those particularly we mean which are intended to be placed in the chambers of females approaching their confinement. Witchcraft, the essence of demonology, was, perhaps, the reason so much care was taken in fixing the pins into the cushions that awaited the issue of the infant's birth. As bells were rung in the air to drive evil spirits out of the course in which departed souls were taking flight, so pins were, and are to this day, placed in the cushions with a view of counteracting demoniacal influence. A near female relation, or valued friend, is employed to prick the cushion. Formerly, for every pang the patient sufferer felt, a pin was taken out of the cushion by the female attendant, till the scene of her acute pain subsided. (This custom is more honoured by the omission than the observance.) Then she replaced the pins with the same exactness as first placed, and the charm remained. A verse suitable to the occasion, with sprigs and peace and innocent decorations, obtained the fullest faith and the best esteem. We give a specimen of this kind of composition, in pins, now

The Rev. Mr. Cunningham, we think, wrote a book called the Velvet Cushion, which obtained popularity for the satire it disseminated.

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THE knight of Hansacre had been conveyed to his mansion, senseless from the severe wound he had received in the commencement of the affray at the Briggmuln. On the day that Margaret

of Malvesyn made a confidante of the Prioress of Blythburg, Sir William was so much recovered as to quit his bedchamber for the adjoining cabinet,-a beautiful room, with richly carved and gilded pannels of limewood, huge beams crossing each other at stated squares, and bourgeoning with heraldic colours, formed the ceiling, and a single large window, projecting in a deep bay, not only had its lozenge panes gorgeously diversified with mottoes, emblems, and armorial pictures, but also admitted through an ample casement the soft rich verdure, the multitudinous mansions and villages, bridges, meadows, and woods of the vale of Trent.

The fever and temporary delirium ensuing from the anguish of his wound, together with the irritation of his mind on the alarming capture of his darling son, had left him in a state of great exhaustion, and, with the exception of the strenuous measures taken by his kinsmen to fortify his already strong mansion, as little seemed to have resulted in Hansacredom from the late affray, as in the domains of Malvesyn. Sir William was sitting in the wide and deep oriel of the pleasant upper chamber we have mentioned; his eye was fixed on the bright expanse of blue noontide sky, rolling river, and green meads, amidst which, proudly conspicuous, rose the red buildings of that rival mansion, where his only child was confined. His lady stood a little behind him, one arm softly pillowing his wounded shoulder, and the other falling gracefully over the carved and spiry back of the massy chair, while her eye, glazed with brimming tears, pursued the same object as her lord's. A superb chess-board of oak, heavily carved and gilded, inlaid with squares of jasper and ivory, the men being of crystal

and scarlet porcelain, (a newly imported Indian luxury,) stood before them, and a large golden flaggon, embossed on its swelling sides with the labours of Hercules, and its lid surmounted by the glittering tree and truculent dragon of the Hesperides, held (all untasted) the rich posset for the invalid. The midsummer sun flooded with soft splendour this beautiful apartment, its rays reaching even the ponderously sculptured bed-posts and thick velvet draperies of the bed-room within, while the soft air wafting scents from the delightful groves and gardens below, swayed daintily the grizzled curls on the knight's pale cheek, puffed out his lady's embroidered wimple, and undulated the thick red tapestry of the inner room, impictured with the story of Danae's

Tower.

Illio et Tyrium quæ Purpuræ sensit alienum,
Texitur et tenues parvi discriminis umbre;
Qualis ab imbre solet percussus solibus arcas,
Inficere ingenti longum curvamine cœlum;
In quo diversi niteant quam mille colores,
Transitus ipse tamen spectantia lumina fallit,
Usque adeo quod tangit idem est! tamen ulti-
ma distant.

Illio et lentum filis immittitur aurum,
Et vetus in tela deducitur argumentum.

PUB. OVI. NAS. MET. Lib. 6. v. 61.

As the knight and his lady still gazed over the Trent meadows, and the sunlaved turret of their long buttressed bridge, the colour suddenly mantled and fled on the cheek and brow of Sir William; he felt that the dame was trembling behind him, and heard her thickened breath, to which his own violent heart-beating responded; neither spoke, however, till a figure whose apparel, glistening in the sun, bespoke some one of distinction, having crossed the bridge, was now seen ascending the steep path that led through the Hansacredom to the embattled portals of the hall.

Sir William, looking over his shoulder to his wife, who stood with clasped hands, and features deathly pale, pronounced with suppressed emotion,

"A herald from Malvesyn !" "Tidings of our William!" answered the dame," the saints grant they be for good!"

"Add or give us vengeance if they be evil!" answered her lord, "and I will say Amen to thy prayer!"

"Alas, mine husband, I cannot breathe that word, too redly written in blood already; let us pray, rather, that William's life may not have swelled the list of those who have changed the banks of our beautiful river from a place of gardens and groves to a feudal Aceldama !"

De Hansacre answered not, but lifting the pondrous flaggon, quaffed deeply, as the sounding horn, the fall of the drawbridge, the grating of the raised portcullis, and the trampling in the court, announced the admission of the emissary. The knight was soon formally apprized of the herald's arrival ; and while, as a matter of course, refreshments were placed before him, Sir William, throwing off the attire of an invalid, descended into the hall in his robes of ceremony-a low broad cap of scarlet velvet, with a large cluster of pearls in front, and showing its ermine lining here and there; a mantle of the same colour, with what is termed the pudding sleeve, thickly embroidered with his family arms, and lined with rich ermine; this outer robe stretched over his shoulders in a wide and graceful standing collar, while his doublet, cut close so as to show his throat, was of cloth of gold, clasped by a cincture of magnificent jewels; it was, moreover, profusely pinked to show the fineness and whiteness of his shirt; his hose were one side scarlet, the other ermine, so closely fitted as to show every sinew and vein of his muscular limbs; while his shoes, richly embroidered, required from their preposterous length, the The lady of usual gilded chain, &c. Hansacre, at her husband's command, also made her appearance in her habit of state, whose enormous horn headdress and huge train struck even the hostile emissary himself with temporary respect; four maidens followed two by two their mistress into the hall, which was strewn with beautiful fresh rushes of great size, and the glossiest

verdure.

The knight, attended by his Damoiseau, Thomas Agarde, of Hermitage, having taken his state in a huge chair on the dais; his lady, on his sign, occupied a similar throne, one great canopy of silver and silken tapestry overhanging both. The herald of Malvesyn was then ushered with great This personceremony before them.

age was dressed according to the fashion of the time, in an emblazoned coif, a red mantle that reached to his feet, with long sleeves; over this mantle glistened his tabard, two portions of which fell over his shoulders, like two great wings, while two smaller skirts hung upon his breast and back, the whole being profusely embroidered with the various blazons of his master's house.

In spite of Sir William's admonition

often repeated, the sad lady's tears rained down to the very rushes beneath her feet on the herald's appearance, while De Hansacre briefly and formally demanded the cause of his coming.

"I come, Sir Knight of Hansacre," answered the herald, in a loud voice, "from my master, the chief of the house of Malvesyn,-First, to impugn thee as no true knight, for thine unchivalrous conduct in committing, or sanctioning the murder of a Damoiseau, whose tender years have ever been respected by the law of arms, even in the heat of battle. Secondly, the knight of Malvesyn does thee to wit, that thy son is captive, and though he disdains to imitate thee in thy savage cruelty, he will hold him as the prisoner of his sword and of his bow, till reparation be made for the murder of Florent de Fradley. Thirdly, the knight of Malvesyn hath thus fixed that reparation-Thou, Sir William de Hansacre, shalt in writing avow thy penitence for that unchivalrous deed -thou shalt cause masses to be put up for his soul in the Minster of Litchfield, in the church of St. James at Longdon, in the Hermitage, and in thine own chapel; farther, thou shalt, with thy principal followers, undertake a pilgrimage on foot to his tomb in the Priory Church of St. Giles at Blythburgh, and there pass a whole summer's day in prayer for his soul and thine own. This done, or promised on the faith of a knight, thy son William shall be restored without ransom.

"And what," said the knight, hoarse with emotion, while his lady looked at him with beseeching tears, "what if I decline these conditions ?"

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"Fail herein," replied the herald undauntedly, at thy peril!-thy name shall be proclaimed as a traitor knight -my master, and all the true leiges north of Trent will pursue thee to the ehtrance, and take thy life with as little remorse as they would spear an otter whose felon ravages had plundered the salmon, the trout, and the perch in the gallant Trent !"

Sir William leapt from his chair, and stood like a startled lion, wounded but not daunted by some rash assailant, The Lady de Hansacre arose at the

same moment.

“Ah, William,” said she, "pause ere thou repliest; it was too truly a dreadful deed, and for the ease of thine own conscience thou wouldst have done what thou art now called to do for the restoration, haply," and here the lady's voice trembled and sunk, "haply the life of our only child."

"What!" cried Sir William, "and are all my wrongs-my destroyed property, my vassals burnt in their beds, my men slain, and my son captured-to be weighed as nothing against the death of a malapert page, the mainspring of all these outrages? I have heard you, Sir Herald, (but too patiently,) now hear me. In reply to the most audacious message of your master, I retort in his throat the term of traitor knight

nor is he worthy of our noble brotherhood who would rashly impute crime to another ere he hath proof of his guilt;-the deed was perpetrated (confusion on the clowns who stooped to such carrion!) while I was swooning from an arrow wound haply inflicted by the young Eyass himself. ~ He who slew him fell on the same night,—and had he survived, the next morning should have been his last. Thus much for my share in the death of this froward Damoiseau."

Here the young Agarde pressed affectionately the knight's arm, and said:

"100 much, my master, too much,— art thou speaking either in respect to thine honour or thine health;—at least let not thine adversaries rejoice to see they have such power to move thee!"

The knight shook off his Damoiseau, but at the same time practically admitted the justice of his remonstrance by resuming his seat with some haughtiness, and continued

"To thy second article, I answer, that I most willingly subscribe, provided the knight of Malvesyn will lay with his own hands the first stone of the Briggmuln destroyed by his retain

ers."

"My master," said the Damoiseau, "does not imitate De Malvesyn in charging him with the excesses of his followers."

"Peace, Thomas Agarde!" said the knight, in a rough tone, yet looking affectionately on the young man ; "and you, Sir Herald, continue to me your patient ear. Sir Robert de Malvesyn shall erect a tomb over Robert Mulner and his wife, with a legend of brass stating the manner of their deaths;he shall himself on foot lead the bridle rein of my son as far as the turret on the high bridge that marks the bounds of the Hansacredom, and before the very chair I now occupy confess how wrongfully he accused me, and how unjustly detained my son. Then may the long famed feuds between the North and South Trentsmen, as far as regards ourselves, be finally staunched. As to this last clause of thine embassy, I

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