rest of the sarpints into the sea, he meant nomination of poor scholars,' used to travel was time to go home, or bestowed a single harm to himself; so the sarpint walks fair from parish to parish, and county to county, thought upon the widow Fleming's good adand easy up to see him and the house he was in order to increase their stock of knowledge. vice, which was very ungrateful of him, conspeaking about. But when the sarpint saw the These poor scholars were for the most part sidering the civil way she had behaved to him, nine boults upon the chest, he thought he was men of from twenty to five-and-twenty years and that she was even then herself sitting up sould (betrayed), and was for making off with of age; and as they were also agreeable, social waiting his return. The longest day will have himself as fast as ever he could. Tis a nice fellows, who during their peregrinations had an end, and the greatest merriment must at warm house, you see,' says Saint Patrick, and acquired a fund of anecdote, could tell a good length give way to repose, as Darby found to 'tis a good friend I am to you.' 'I thank you, story, and never refused to lend a helping hand his sorrow, when the party broke up, and he kindly, Saint Patrick, for your civility,' says in any business that was going forward, they had to stagger away as well as he could. He the sarpint; but I think it's too small it is were received with a caed mille faultha at was so much in the wind' that he didn't for me meaning it for an excuse, and away every farmer's house throughout the country, well know which way he was going; and as he was going. Too small!' says Saint where they were welcome to stay as long as bad luck would have it, he went every way Patrick, stop, if you please,' says he,' you're they pleased. It happened one evening in the but the right; for instead of keeping the out in that, my boy, any how I am sure 'twill month of July, that one of these peripatetics, a straight road, by way of making a short cut fit you completely; and, I'll tell you what,' stout, platter-faced mortal, by name Darby he turned off through the fields; and after says he, I'll bet you a gallon of porter,' says O'Reily (the very same it was who invented wandering about for as good as an hour, where he, that if you'll only try and get in, there'll the famous stone soup), made his appearance should he find himself but in the old fort at be plenty of room for you.' The sarpint was at the house of the widow Fleming, who dwelt Claunteens. A bad place it is to get into at as thirsty as could be, with his walk; and not far from the old church of Kilcummin. the dead hour of the night, when the good 'twas great joy to him, the thoughts of doing Now, the widow Fleming, who since her hus- people are going their rounds and making Saint Patrick out of the gallon of porter; so, band's death had taken the entire management merry, as Darby soon found; for though it swelling himself up as big as he could, in he of a large farm upon herself, was very glad to was easy enough to get into the fort, he got to the chest, all but a little bit of his tail. see Darby O'Reily for a variety of reasons. couldn't get out again for the life of him: it There, now,' says he, I've won the gallon, In the first place it was the hay harvest, and even appeared to him as if the fort had infor you see the house is too small for me, for I Darby would lend a helping hand and keep creased its dimensions to a boundless extent. can't get in my tail.' When what does Saint the men in good humour at their work with He wandered up and down and round about Patrick do, but he comes behind the great his merry stories; then he could teach the for a long time, without ever being able to get heavy lid of the chest, and, putting his two children great A B C of an evening; and then out, and was obliged at last to content himself hands to it, down he slaps it, with a bang like she was a lone woman, and Darby was a plea- where he was, so down he sat on a stone. thunder. When the rogue of a sarpint saw sant companion, and an old acquaintance more- 'There's small fun sitting on a could stone in the lid coming down, in went his tail, like a over. Whether this last idea was of deeper the moonshine,' muttered Darby; and sure shot, for fear of being whipped off him, and root than the others is not for me to say, but it's a pitiful case to be bewitched by the fairies, Saint Patrick began at once to boult the nine certain it is that Darby received on the present the good people I mean, and stuck fast in iron boults. Oh! murder!-won't you let occasion more than a common welcome from the middle of an ould fort; but there's no me out, Saint Patrick?' says the sarpint the widow Fleming. After having partaken help for it, so what can't be cured must be I've lost the bet fairly; and I'll pay you of the good cheer which the widow set before endured.' No sooner had he come to this the gallon like a man.' Let you out, my him in the greatest profusion, and having re- very wise conclusion, than he heard a most darling,' says Saint Patrick, to be sure I newed his acquaintance with the inmates of tremendous hammering under the very stone will, by all manner of means; but you see the house, even to Darby the dog that was he was sitting on. O Darby cried he, I haven't time now, so you must wait till to- called after him, and the cat, he proposed to what'll become of you now?" Plucking up morrow.' And so he took the iron chest, with step down to the parish jig-house, just to his courage, he boldly took a peep beneath the the sarpint in it, and pitches it into the lake shuffle the brogue with his old sweethearts, stone, when what should he see but a cluhere, where it is to this hour, for certain; hear the news, and see how the neighbours ricaune sitting under a projecting ledge of and 'tis the sarpint struggling down at the were getting on,-for it was near a twelve- what had been his seat, and hammering as bottom that makes the waves upon it. Many month since he had been in that part of the hard as he could at the heel of an old shoe. is the living man,' continued Picket, besides country. Now, whether it was the mention Although Darby was very much afraid of the myself, has hard the sarpint crying out, from of sweethearts that disagreed with the widow, fairies, he wasn't a bit in dread of the cluriwithin the chest under the water-Is it to- or whatever else might have been the cause, it morrow, yet? is it to-morrow, yet?' which, is certain that she was much against Darby's to be sure, it never can be: and that's the going to the jig-house; but seeing that she way Saint Patrick settled the last of the sar- could not with any decency or effect gainsay pints, sir." his intentions, she was obliged to assent, at the same time, however, warning him to be back early, and not to keep up the house. Away he went to the jig-house, where he found himself quite at home, and as welcome as the flowers of May. Fine fun he had of it, for the pipes played merrily up, while he footed it bravely with the prettiest girls and best moneen jiggers in all the barony. To speak the truth, he wasn't a bad hand at a jig himself, for there were few could equal him in the heel and toe' step; and then he put such It will readily be guessed, that while we are life and spirit into his motions, that he made puzzled to afford adequate examples of the the house ring again with his grinding and the larger merits of this work, we are still more merry snap of his fingers. But your dancing perplexed with its minor traits. In good truth is droughty work, at least Darby O'Reily we can do nothing with them, and the little was of that opinion, although there was no jokes and bon mots must be left to themselves. fear of his dying for the want of a drop to When one fellow, lifting the glass of whisky to his mouth, exclaims, this is very strong," and a wag remarks, "then take 'tother hand to it" or when a stealthy spy is described as "walking on tiptoe, like a butterfly;"-such touches of humour are almost always inseparable from their context. We must therefore again resort to the characteristic Legends. "In the good old times there existed in Ireland a race of mortals, who, under the deno As another variety, we insert a "rale" shoemaker's bill, which dropped from the pocket of its writer. "His Honur Mr. Trant, Esquire, Dr. to James Barret, Shoemaker. To clicking and sowling Miss Clara Paid, July 14th, 1828, drink, as he had news for the old, and stories "A hundred thousand welcomes." caune; for they say if you catch a clurieaune and keep him fast, he'll shew you where his purse is hid, and make a rich man of you. But it wasn't thinking of purses Darby was, for he'd rather be out of the fort than to get all the purses in the world. So when he saw the cluricaune, it came into his head that may be he'd lend him a helping hand, for they say the little fellow is fond of a drop himself. Success to you, my boy, you are a good hand at a shoe, any how,' said Darby, addressing himself to the cluricaune. Ah! Darby, my jolly buck, is that you?' said the cluricaune, getting up from his work and looking him full in the face. The very same, at your honour's sarvice,' answered Darby. "What brought you here?' said the cluricaune; I'm thinking you've got yourself into a bit of a scrape.' Fakes then, your honour, I'm thinking the very same,' said Darby, if your honour doesn't lend me a helping hand.' So he told him how he stopped at the widow Fleming's, how he went down to the jig-house, and being a little overtaken in liquor, how he wandered through the fields until he found himself in the old fort, and wasn't able to make his way out again. You're in a bad case, Darby,' said the cluricaune; for the good people will be here directly, and if they find you before them, Darby, they'll play the puck with you.'Oh, murder!' cried Darby, I throw my life upon the heel of your honour's The following colloquy, &c. is attributed to a teacher of this class: shoe.' 'Well,' said the cluricaune, you're a Darby; so you may take your own way if you | Casey seemed not a little proud, as he sat rollocking lad as ever tipped a can, and it's a like, and welcome. Good night to you, Darby enthroned on a rush-bottomed chair, which he pity any harm should ever come of taking a O'Reily,' said the spiteful little fellow, slap-facetiously termed his Sanctum Sanctorum.' drop of good drink. So give me your hand, ping his cocked hat on his head, and walk- Whisht there, will ye, by's, and let the genand I'll save you. And as you never did ing off with a most malicious grin. Good tlemen spake,' roared Mr. Casey, at the same any hurt to me or mine, I'll do more than night to you, Darby O'Reily.' Murder! time flourishing his rod of power, by way of that for you, Darby. Here, take this charm, murder!' shouted Darby, for by this time the enforcing his commands. You have a good and you are made for ever, my man.' And fire had come so near that it began to scorch school, Mr. Casey, and very well attended,' what's the nathur of it?' said Darby, at him; when seeing there was no alternative, said Mr. Lynch. Why, I may say, there's the same time putting it into his right- and thinking it better to be drowned than worse to be found elsewhere, though 'tis hand breeches-pocket, and buttoning it up burned, he made a desperate plunge into the I that say it, that shouldn't say it; but 'tis tight. I'll tell you that,' said the cluricaune; well. Souse he went into the well, and souse nothing to spake about now to what it is in the if you only pin it to the petticoat of the went the fire after him. Immediately the winter, because why the by's are minding the first woman in the land, she'll follow you the water bubbled, sparkled, growled, and rose harvest and herding the cattle on the mounwide world over; and that's no bad thing for above the verge of the well, filling with the tains; 'tis the busy time now, and their a poor scholar.' So saying, the cluricaune took velocity of lightning all the adjacent hollow faders and muders, God help them, can't spare him out of the fort, put him on the straight ground, until it formed one of those little the childer from the work to the larning.'' 'I road, and wishing him success with the charm, sparkling lakes which are so numerous in this dare say some of your scholars are pretty far burst into a fit of laughter and disappeared. hilly country. Darby was borne with the speed advanced,' said I. You shall see, sir, in a 'Good riddance of you, any how, but 'tis of a whirlwind on the top of a curling billow, minute-Come up here, you Murty Murphy, an ugly laugh you have with you,' said Darby, and cast senseless on the shore. The first and bring your Voshter wid you; do you hear as he inade the best of his way to the widow thing he saw on awaking from his trance was me now I'm spaking to you? Up came MurFleming's, who was in no great humour; and the sun shining over him; the first voice he phy, Voster in hand, a carroty-pated boy, no wonder, to be kept up so late by such a heard was that of the widow Fleming, who dressed in a loose frieze coat, sheep-skin drunken bletherum as Darby. Now, when he had travelled far and near in search of him; breeches open at the knees, and having neither saw the widow in a bit of a fret, Ho! by my and the first word Darby uttered, upon tho- shoes nor stockings, to conceal a pair of wellsowl,' said he, 'I've the cure in my breeches roughly recovering himself, was, Bad luck mottled shins, the effects of his chimney-corner pocket.' So with that he outs with the charm, to the good people, for sure 'tis they that have cogitations. Having heard Murty, with a and pinned it slyly to the widow's gown. I've been playing tricks upon me all the night.' rich brogue, go through a sum in the Rule of charmed her now,' says Darby, if there's any Then he up and told the widow Fleming and Three direct, we bade farewell to Mr. Casey truth in that little chap of a cluricaune.' And the neighbours the whole history of his night's and his college, though strongly urged by him certainly there was soon a wonderful change in adventure. It's drunk you were, Darby, and to remain for the rãding, spilling, and even the widow, who, from being as glum as a misty you know it,' said the widow; you're a bad for the abecederians." morning, became as soft as butter. So very boy, Darby.' But whatever was the cause, careful was she of Darby, that, late as it was, whether Darby got the charm from the clurishe made down a good fire, lest he should be caune or not, it is certain that the widow "Here, by's, shake a grain of straw along cold after the night, brought him a supper of Fleming not long after became Mrs. O'Reily, the wall for the little girls to sit on-throw the best the house could afford, and had as and that Loch Bran, or the Lake of the burn- your turfs in the corner and bring over my much cooram about him as if he was lord of ing Cole, is to be seen to this day." stool here close to the fire. I thought I'd tould the land. Darby grinned with delight at the you before, Felix, to bring a sod of turf every success of his charm; but he was soon made morning?-Sit down, sir,sit down, I say, on to grin at the wrong side of his mouth; for the "Our attention was arrested by a busy the floor along with the rest, and get your leswidow, in the midst of her love, chanced to hum, proceeding from a cabin on the road-side; son, and don't let me see you near the fire all discover the charm that was pinned to the tail and we soon discovered it to be what is com- this blessed day. Now, by's, what are you of her gown. 'What's this you've pinned to monly called a hedge-school or Kerry college. after?-Silence!-A-b ab; b-a-g bag-Silence! my gown, you rogue you?' said she, at the Although not a Belzoni in stature, by dint of -Jem Dogherty, whip the door off the hinges same time, flinging it into the fire. Bother- stooping only I contrived to gain admittance and clap it on this row of sods-there now, ation,' roared Paddy, I'm settled for now;' among the busy inmates; and upon my en- borrow a bit of chalk from Kernahan, till I and no wonder he should roar, for the charm trance, the hum of the students rehearsing their write a large-hand copy-hum buzz—ba, be, took instant effect; and the fire jumped holus lessons increased to such a marvellous degree, bi, bo, bu, buzz-Terry Flanagan, come over bolus after Darby, who made for the door, and that I could scarcely hear, or cause to be heard, here-Arrah, why but you come, sir, when I away he went as fast as his legs could carry the salutation which I addressed to the dread bid you?-See here, spell me this word-Conhim. But if he did, the fire came after him, ruler of this learned abode. Mr. Lynch followed stan-ti-no-ple-By's, that's the name of the roaring and blazing as if there were a thou- me, although on his part it required a much grand Turk !-See what it is to know navigasand tar-barrels in the middle of it. Away he more considerable exertion, in the way of de- tion-I don't suppose there's a man in the baran for the bare life, across the country, over pression, to gain admittance; but once within, rony, barring myself and the priest, could tell hedge and ditch, for as good as two miles; there was ample room for the tallest man you who Constantinople is! neither stopping nor staying till he came to a beneath the thatched roof, which rose from deep well on a high farm, between Tullig and the low mud walls. This roof displayed, stuck Gleun a Heelah, when who should he meet between its scraghs and theivanes,' an ample but his old friend the cluricaune. Arrah, stock of coverless Vosters, copy-books, slates, Darby!' says the little fellow, you seem to and gray goose quills, with two or three penbe in a wonderful hurry; where are you going dent racks, made of the branchy fir, for the so fast, man, that you wouldn't stop to spake benefit of such pupils as had either caps or to an old acquaintance?' 'Bad luck to you, hats to hang upon them. The interior of the you deceitful hop of my thumb,' said Darby; whole cabin wore a black lackered appearance, Where's your book?-take off your hat, you for sure it's all along of you and your charm conferred upon it by the smoke of many a dunce, take it off-stand up in the cornerthat I'm in the neat way I am this blessed winter's fire, the hearth for which stood be- keep your fingers out of your mouth-Ah, you night.' And that's my thanks for saving neath a huge vent, occupying the full breath dog, I'll flog you first, and then cut the soul you from the good people,' says the cluricaune: of one of the gables. At each side of the out of you after, so I will-how dare you mitch very well, Mister Darby, there's the fire at door was a little window about a foot square. from school?-What kept you, I say?—Sir, it your heels, and who's to save you now?' 'O! But, on the whole, Mr. Casey's college was wasthunder alive! sure you wouldn't be after rather a respectable edifice of the description; sir, say a word when I'm spaking? Och, I'll -Silence in a moment; how dare you, sarving Darby that way.' 'Well,' said the for it could boast two real deal forms, and let your father know the courses you carry on cluricaune, I'll take compassion on you this instead of turf benches there were three fir in Sir, it was my mother bid me say she'll once; so here's my advice, leap into the well, spars placed along the wall, each end supported be much obliged to you to come over at dinnerand you'll be safe. Is it into the well you by stones, in order to elevate the students to a time. Put on your hat, Paddy, you're a wellmane,' says Darby, why then do you take comfortable sitting height. There was, more-reared boy, and I'll make a man of you-Oh, me for a fool entirely? O! you're a very over, a table for the use of writers and ci- your mother, Paddy, is the woman that will wise man to be sure, seeing you're a scholar, pherers. Of all these accommodations Mr. have luck. Tell her I'll be there as strict as if A picture of a modern pedagogue will contrast with Darby O'Reily of former times. Upon my word you're welcome; He sent me for the cow, sir. I would have brought you some fresh eggs, it was a binch warrant-take care how you go across the river, it's very deep-O you'll be a bishop yet, Paddy; it'll be seen who taught So when I'm late for school, you. The excuse 'twill be my mother, sir; And when that one won't do, I'll try and make another, sir. For my mother is a good man, And so, sir, is my daddy OAnd 'twill not be my fault husband. If I'm not their own Paddy O. 6 the inventive, so as not to load the latter with to flight. In this despairing position, Don the dry rubbish of the former, nor destroy the Pedro, frenzied with rage, searched around verisimilitude of the former by an overpowering with eagle eye for his rival. He perceived charge of the latter. As pictures of the age, the battle lost-lost beyond all remedy; and we could detach many spirited pieces; but pro- the only satisfaction to which he clung in this bably the account of the battle which decided bitter moment, was the hope of closing in fearthe fate of the Castilian monarchy will answer ful strife with his hated foe. But in the conour purpose as well as any other selection. fusion which every where prevailed, it was "Slowly and silently the troops moved for-not easy to accomplish his design. He spent ward. The force consisted chiefly of cavalry, his rage, therefore, in fruitless exclamations, And how did you get home yesterday, Pat and the hollow tramp of the horses conveyed whilst the few stout Castilians who still addear? and how is all your very good fa- an ominous sound, that rung on the ears of the hered to him, gallantly, though ineffectually, ther's family? Come here now, and let me most timid and superstitious. The Castilian endeavoured to stem the overwhelming torrent see how you'll read this little story. A boy collected all the energies of his soul to meet the that rushed upon them." The character of the heroine, Costanza, is w-e-n-t went out one day to rob birds' nests, portentous event with becoming dignity. His but he had not g, gone far w-h-e-n when he melancholy features seemed to brighten in the altogether beautifully drawn, and abounds in met a l-i-t lit, t-l-e til (that's little,' Paddy) gloom; but the sad smile, in some measure touches of great skill and feeling: we are met a little girl-Ay, Paddy, mind that; if he natural to him, did not wholly disappear. As sorry that none of these can be transferred to had been going to school that would not have he gazed on the foe before him, a fearful cloud our critique, so as to afford any idea of the happened him Stick to your book, Paddy, and darkened all his prospects; for, alas! he could feminine excellence of the original; and that take care you meet no little girls-met a little not disguise from his heart the small chance we are also precluded, by its length and contigirl with a jug—That's my pointer-Stand Don Pedro had of successfully coping with that nuousness of narrative, from giving an example over there and let me see the fire-No, I won't formidable array. Not only were the forces of the fine and interesting style in which the -Silence there, silence, I say, or I'll be the of Trastamara far superior in numbers, but Castilian opens. Our Black Prince is introdeath of ye all-buzz-buzz-hum." they came into the field with an anticipation duced; and as every scene in which that gallant But here we must conclude; yet not without of success. Besides, the presence of the re-warrior engaged is sure to be attractive to stating that there is some pretty poetry, as well nowned Sir Bertrand Duguesclin and his va- English readers, we shall conclude with a deas droll parodies, scattered through these de- liant cavaliers was enough to excite a deep scription in which he figures prominently. "The Black Prince had just pledged the lightful volumes. Instead of either, we finish sensation of dismay. With far different feel(naturally enough) with the last lament of the ings did Don Enrique and his followers ad- last toast to the honour of England, and was widow Crottie for her husband, "one William vance to battle; an eagerness for the contest about to rise from the convivial board, when Crottie, who was hanged through the means of shone in every eye, and the chiefs could scarcely Sir Robert Knolles detained him by demandone Davy Norris, a thief of an informer, who came restrain their impatience. The gallant Sir ing, How long, please your highness, will round him, and betrayed him. And so Mrs. Bertrand came first in view, surrounded by this our idle mood continue? default of pracCrottie, whose own name was Burke, a mighty his principal knights, one of whom bore the tice, the valour of a soldier is apt to become decent woman she was, and come of decent banner of the arms of Bourbon ;-the death as rusty as his weapon.'Be of good cheer, people, made up this lamentation about her of Queen Blanche being the pretext for the Sir Robert,' returned the prince; we cannot arrival of the French in Castile to second the alter the course of things; but the advenplans of Don Enrique. This prince himself, turous knight may always find occasion to mounted on a milk-white horse, attired in a shew his gallantry and prowess in foreign dazzling armour, and wearing a profusion of fields, if he be so gallantly minded.'Ay, by ornaments, soon came in front of the army, St. George,' replied Sir Robert; and I sorely which he addressed in an animated voice. He repent me for not following the example of Sir dwelt strongly on the crimes of Don Pedro and Hugh Calverley, and the free companions who the sacred duty to which they were called-of have achieved such deeds, and acquired such crushing the tyrant and preventing any farther rich booty in Spain.' Shame! Sir Robert,' effusion of blood. His speech was received cried the noble Sir John Chandos, reddening with enthusiasm; the pendon de Castilia was up; when was it thought seemly to hear an unfurled, and Don Pero Lopez de Ayala, its English knight deplore and repine at the loss bearer, and afterwards the historian of these of booty? Beshrew my heart! if among the times, came in presence of Don Enrique, to fine deeds of Sir Hugh Calverley, his experenew his oath of keeping that sacred pledge.dition into Castile shall call down the meed of But the same standard was carried by the praise.' 'Ay!' said Sir William Felton; the adverse party; and Don Pedro could not sup- more so, when we consider he is engaged in the press a smile of derision as he cried to Don cause of a usurper, to dethrone his liege and Diego Gonzalez, who carried it,' By my troth, lawful king.' Right, Sir William,' observed Don Diego, it appears that I am a usurper. the Black Prince, with approving looks: beLook, sir, to your pendon, for there is its sides, is there not something in bad keeping, brother. It is not a legitimate one; but what thus to become the allies of our natural foes ? behoves that, as the time goes?' Soon after, I marvel me how Sir Hugh can agree with the engagement commenced. The shock was Sir Bertrand Duguesclin. Eh! sirs, those fierce at first, but Sir Bertrand Duguesclin, free companions, as they term themselves, with terrific power, carried destruction wher-ought in mere justice to take another title; The Castilian. By the Author of "Gomez ever he passed. He seemed to make sure of for that of freebooters, methinks, would better Arias." 3 vols. 12mo. London, 1829. Col- victory, and continually animated his knights, become them.' Gramercy, Sir Prince!' cried calling to them, in their native tongue, to add Sir Robert, with a sardonic smile; if the In our last Gazette we briefly adverted to the to the valorous feats for which they were so compliment is levelled at my poor deserts.' publication of this novel, and to the pleasure noted; but they needed no stimulus. Their Sir Knight,' replied the Black Prince, alwe had received from a hurried glance over its terrible blows flew about with fearful rapidity, though Sir Robert Knolles should feel offended pages; and we have now little more to say, and they soon began to put the Moors, who at a just observation, yet never shall Edward than that our very favourable impression has composed the right wing, together with the of Wales forbear censure where he thinks it been amply confirmed by a more leisurely pe- gallant body of cavaliers commanded by Men merited. What, sir! have we not every day rusal of these volumes. Spain is a country rich Rodriguez de Sanabria, into disorder. The new complaints of depredations and injustice in materials for works of this kind, and the centre of the army, led on by Don Pedro in against the companions?-and who, by St. author is so well imbued with a knowledge of person, sustained the attack with greater firm- George, is to redress these wrongs?—or are national feelings and national manners, that he ness and intrepidity; but their courage soon we to shut our eyes and ears to the cries of is capable of investing his stories with more of flagged, and they began to waver. In vain justice, to suit the good pleasure of these mathe air of truth than could be done by any the king, partly by promises partly by threats, rauders!' At this moment, an attendant came foreigner. We must also express our approba- strove to rally the sinking spirits of his men; to announce that a Spanish cavalier had a tion of his skill in mixing the historical with gradually they gave way and betook themselves communication of a private nature to impart "Oh, William Crottie, your days are ended, Oh, ullagone! But soon I'll leave this Irish nation, Oh, William Crottie, I often told you Oh, ullagone! The drums they did beat, and most mournfully sounded, Oh, ullagone! I bear great blame from all these women, Öh, ullagone! Adieu, ye hills, and adieu, ye mountains, burn. to the prince; upon this, the knights with feelings in which we do not participate, yet | looks well,' replied the prince. I grieve that the Castilians should have forgotten a virtue, for which they have always been so much vaunted. However, we will consider the grievances of our cousin, and devise means to assist him in his trouble. Duguesclin is, in good sooth, a puissant and a formidable knight -the power of Trastamara is acknowledged in Castile; yet, with the help of God and my good sword, we shall speedily see whether rebellion and usurpation shall triumph in your land.' Noble sir! cried Ferran, joyfully, 'may Heaven reward your generous disposition !' 'Sir Castilian," replied the prince, to protect the wronged and chastise the oppressor, is a duty imposed on a true knight; and such would I willingly profess myself to be. Moreover, I think it a sacred cause, and all that I can do shall be done forthwith in favour of Don Pedro. Yet, first, I must consult the lords of my father's court, for it is only with their aid and approbation that I can hope for success: you will stay our guest, and in brief space an answer will be given,'" which is in the affirmative. 6 In bidding farewell to this publication, we ought in candour to say that it is of a character to which it is impossible for a review of moderate length to do justice: we have only been able to illustrate parts; but the whole must be read to be duly appreciated. Days Departed; or, Banwell Hill: a Lay of Bowles. 8vo. pp. 120. London, Murray; Ir sweet poetry, not unmixed with some matter On recovering from such a subject, it is "Soldier of Rome, This is a pleasing expression of feelings in Thou mighty element! Solemn, and still, We do not pursue the faithless element; A tear is on her lids, when she looks down Associate with the rude and ribald clown, To conclude, we quote the Arctic Dove-a quotation full of poetry, and, if we had not shewn it by preceding extracts, sufficient to demonstrate Mr. Bowles's great powers in versification. About his theological opinions we take no concern; but, making every allowance for the personal memories mixed up in this volume, we must say that it is highly honourable to the feelings and talents of its writer. "Ride on :-the ark, majestic and alone On the wide waste of the careering deep, Its hull scarce peering through the night of clouds, The ark, from its terrific voyage, rests On Ararat. The raven is sent forth, Send out the dove, and as her wings far off For though the clouds ride high above, The wife of Shem, a moment to her breast The dove flies on! In lonely flight Oh! let me in, she seems to say, For long and lone hath been my ways Oh! once more, gentle mistress, let me rest, And dry my dripping plumage on thy breast. So the bird flew to her who cherish'd it. Till it was lost amid the clouds of heaven: Go, free to sunshine and to wind, Oh! beautiful and gentle dove, When thou shalt hear no voice of love Go, then, to sunshine and the wind, Sweet bird, go forth, and fare thee well." Hungarian Tales. By the Author of the is fortunate in a picturesque and original · "If the Lingotskische Schloss on the Plater they bore no manacles on their limbs, nor See had surprised her by its air of grandeur, the were overlooked by a scourge-bearing overrude desolate splendours of Szent Miklós op- seer, yet the impress of bondage and degrapressed her with a sense of loneliness painful dation was as plainly marked upon their swart to her feelings. The palace, although of stu- foreheads, as if the scene of their labours had pendous dimensions, and befitting the princely been encircled by Caribbean seas; and thus estate of which it formed the central point, did the landscape borrowed no enlivenment from not strike her by any unusual shew of dignity its living features. Saving the eagles which were winging their lofty way towards the distant mountains, or a solitary bustard following their flight at a timid interval, there was not a single free or happy thing visible between the parched earth and the clear blue sky." As a contrast, we take a Hungarian dinner in low life. finale, by the by, appears rather absurd for our literature, where we do not remember having met with so conclusive an incident as that of knocking out the brains of an adversary. Yet is the story an extremely interesting one; and Iölina, the heroine, an exquisite piece of female portraiture. Of the Balsam-seller of Thurotzer we have the same slight complaint to make, that it is a little spun out; but still it contains when viewed from the glorious avenue by some picturesque and redeeming passages: which it was approached for many leagues. while the Hungarian Gipsy is a very prettily But as the distance gave way, the whole told tale. Of these productions, generally, it edifice with its turrets and bartizans and overmay not be amiss to quote what is set down hanging galleries burst upon her sight, with in the preface. the Lingotski body-guard of hussars drawn "The Hungarian nation, ancient and pic up in splendid array upon the glacis, and a turesque, and peculiarly characterised as it is, countless multitude of vassals lining the road, "The tureen smoked auspiciously ;-and a appears to be at present little known, and and apparently marshalled by military disci- dish of the limbs of fowls delicately crumbed perhaps still less cared for, in England. Our pline to salute the arrival of their lord. ́* and fried, promised well, when flavoured with indifference is singularly ungrateful; for there They crossed the drawbridge; and the broi- lemon-juice and the bright-red native paprika, is scarcely a European country in which the dered banners of his regiment were lowered -an excellent substitute for the coarse pepper Anglomania rages more fiercely than in that as the carriage entered the court-yard, and used in the empire. The bread was fresh and slighted land. The Hungarians are fond of drew up under the stone arcades of the hall light, an important point to those who have attempting to prove a national resemblance be- of entrance, the groined roof of which rested been condemned to feed upon the heavy yellow tween themselves and the English; although, upon massive columns of red granite. The loaves full of aniseed, and glazed with glue, as a wreck of absenteeism, Ireland might household, headed by the hofrichter of the which prevail in the Austrian states; and, surely afford them a closer parallel :- but estate, accompanied by the chief engineer of above all, a well-cobwebbed bottle of Matall who are acquainted with the morgue and the mines, and by two resident professors of thias's supernaculum stood beside the pile of presumption of the Magyar character, can ap- medicine and natural history, was assembled plates. The stranger had scarcely seated himpreciate the compliment intended by the ex- to greet with humble deference the first ap- self before his repast, when a band of zigeuner pression of such an opinion. The English pearance of the count: and Lingotski led the who were passing through the village, having language has been of late years extensively timid steps of his bride through long files of noticed the lights still burning in the saal, cultivated among the higher classes; and the vassals and dependants into the great saloon, entered without further invitation, and estanames of our popular writers and artists have which, despite the mirrors, and statues, and blished themselves in the back-ground, for the become familiar in their mouths as household tapestries with which it was adorned, looked performance of one of their singular concerts. words.' The portraits of Scott and Byron, like the awful and uninhabitable vestibule of A dulcimer, two violins, a monochord, and a and engravings after the works of Wilkie an enchanted castle. Iölina half shuddered as bass, were the instruments employed, all of and Harlowe, are amongst their most com- she turned into the deep embrasure of a win- their own manufacture: and, without the least mon domestic ornaments. I should, however, dow, to gaze upon the boundless prospect that knowledge of counterpoint, or of music as a be understood to allude simply to the inhabit- lay beneath. She perceived that avenues, simi- science, they contrived to maintain a very ants of their chief cities-of Presburg, Pesth, lar to that by which they had reached the decent degree of harmony; each in turn imOfen, or Caschau; for the provinces still re- palace, served as approaches to the three op- provisating a variation upon the motive susmain in the lowest state of mental and moral posite entrances of its quadrangle; and the tained by the others, a very beautiful and degradation. At the University of Pesth there mighty cross of foliage formed by their junc- characteristic national melody. On the conis a professorial chair for the English language, tion afforded the only shew of verdure visible clusion of their concerted piece, old Matthias, with a liberal endowment. It is at present for many miles. A rich bank of forest seemed, who was vain of his daughter's talents and filled by an intelligent Frenchman-a soldier however, to rise in the distant horizon, to- sweet voice, desired one of the violinists to of Napoleon's army who has compiled in wards a chain of hills forming a principal pass repeat alone the accompaniment of the same Latin, for the use of the students, an English into Transylvania, and known as the Brazen air, which he called upon Suzsi to sing in her Grammar, Dictionary, and other class-books, Door;' and a slope, covered with vineyards, best manner, for the entertainment of his which have been honoured with the com- appeared to terminate the chain still nearer guest. The young girl, unused to disobey, mendation of the critics of Göttingen. The to Szent Miklós: but neither copse nor bushy came forward without delay or affectation; works first placed in the hands of the scholars dingle, nor isolated groups of massive elm or and, save that she held the corner of her of Pesth, are the Vicar of Wakefield, and oak, varied the monotonous but fertile plains, plaited apron for support and countenance, Shakspeare's comedies! But the writings of on a knoll of which the palace was situated, without any remarkable shew of timidity. Scott, Byron, and Moore, with some of our and which lay around it in vast and almost Her voice was sweet and touching; and after best periodicals, are in extensive circulation; uninhabitable dreariness. There were pas-breathing a prelude, whose tripled notes closely and I had the gratification of finding, intures, it is true, alive with cattle, forty resembled the call of a quail, she proceeded to January last, the Keepsake and Forget-me-feeding like one;'-there were enclosures of sing the following hymn: not, of the new year, on the counter of a mighty extent, from whose stubby surface the bookseller at Pesth; where, as the last fashion-shocks of corn had been but recently removed; able novel, I was presented with Lord Nor- and some still wider, to which the decaying manby's Matilda. Nor are our manufactures stalks of the tengeri buza* or maize, imparted less appreciated. I noticed that bobiná, or a most dreary aspect. But excepting unto those English bobbin-net, was lavishly distributed who drew their revenues from the mighty ferupon the dresses of the recent carnival; and tility of the land,-those who saw the sun rise that the price of five hundred florins, münz, upon its vastness, and knew themselves lords or fifty guineas, was affixed to a set of Staf- of the fowl and the brute' sheltering in its fordshire crockery in a warehouse in Buda; deep ravines, or darkening its spreading lakes, while the most beautiful Vienna porcelain was the uninformed expanse conveyed no pleasur valued at a third of the sum. The sign of able sensations. It wanted the vivifying im the English Lord' adorns several distin-pulse of a free and prospering population-it guished tailors' shops in the capital, typified wanted a shew of happy human growth, to by the effigy of a fine, gay, bold-faced villain,' strengthen its appeal to the heart; for, alin top-boots, a hunting-frock, and a brown though the labourers who were seen scattered beaver; or in an imitation of Werther's cos-on the plains, some busy in tillage-some in tume." guarding the flocks-some spear in hand, drivOur extracts shall essay to shew as much as ing herds of woolly Turkish swine towards the may be of Hungarian peculiarities and cha-forest, or bringing homewards from its dark racteristics thus the palace of the Countess recesses droves of milch-buffaloes; although Lingotski: Literally, sea-wheat. : What lowly voice repeats with plaintive wail, Ama Deum,-ama Deum! Ama Deum,ama Deum! Suzsi, who, in the interest of her song, had lost the coy shyness arising from singing it to a stranger, had dropt the protecting corner of her apron, while she sweetly repeated the triple notes, which were modulated so as to imitate the quail-call with remarkable exactness." The above song is sung by a young Hungarian, thus described: |