Lloyd's Weekly Newspaper from London, Greater London, England • 8

April 1. LLOYD'S 1.., onnlaiiur. Tt is bv Mr PEARLS FOB SIBINCHNG. MISCELLANEOUS NEWS. On Saturday, workmen commenced lowering the brow of Holborn-hill, commencing opposite Hatton-garden, where it was peculiarly steep and dangerous.

The road was sunk eighteen Inches, and will be continued on a gradual incline to Fetter-lane. The Highland capital appears to be in an unusually thriving condition. The Inverness Journal" is about to take the field again, and the of a new paper, to be called the Inverness Express, is issued, which professes decidedly liberal principles. Mr. Twisleton, the chief poor-law commissioner in Ireland, has resigned his office.

The two lads, Henry Sheepwash, aged sixteen, and George Millen, aged seventeen, who were left for execution for the murder of William Law, a poor old man, aged eighty five, at Bethersden, are described as being in a state of the grossest ignorance, and almost incapable of appreciating their present dreadful position. The emigrant agents in Dublin have given notice that the Canadian legislature having passed a bill for the taxation of emigrants arriving in that duty of 7s. 6d. on adults, and 5j. on children from five to fifteen years of age, will be demanded at Quebec.

We understand the amount ef gold recently received by various mercantile houses in London from California is, in the aggregate, rather more than 40.000. S. Jutsum, butcher, a common councilman for Port-soken ward, was summoned to Guildhall, for using a beam and scale 2 oz. draft against the purchaser, aad was fined five shillings and costs. On and after the 1st of April next, the following offices will be opened for the issue and payment of money orders Brynmawr, Brecknockshire Llanrwst, Denbighshire Newhaven, Sussex; Wandsworth, Surrey.

During the night of Sunday last, the office of the Manchester, Sheffield, and Lincolnshire Railway, Queen street, Hull, was broken open the clerk, who sleeps the office, secured by cerds about 45 abstracted, and the books and papers partially burnt. The Cierk is in custody, and has been remanded on suspicion. In the autumn of 1848, F. Mackenzie, gamekeeper to s- i- ra.A AaeertnH evrip.in the Kimochewe forest, which contained the bones of forty-six grouse, cleanly picicea. tu nna.cftwio Tipnsiion9 have been con- ferred by the First Lord of the Admiralty on Cap.tam -t3 i 3 IT, nwl Hsnfain Sir baton iioyu, k.jj., Travers, C.B., both officers of long standing and dis tinguished service.

The purchase money paid by the Central German Government for the American steam-ship United States, now a vessel of their nan, wis 265,000 dollars, or, sterling, 53,000. The ship cost originally 270,000 dollars, and ran feer proprietor considerably into debt during her short career. The United States is now being fitted out as a war steamer oy one oi iu jusi, amp- ouiiaers in me nuason inci The launch of the Archer took place on Tuesday, at Deptferd. She is to be fitted with engines of 202-horse power. The Archer, in addition to a heavy armament, flAMMah'm fm iinfl trnons.and is of the niU VUUKUU OUUfluutuuawu 'v burthen of 973-22 94 tons old measurement The Right Hon.

JLiOrd ranmure recenuy uuereu Prince Albert the privilege of shooting over an extensive part of his lordship's Highland domains, which offer the prince has accepted. On the 12th March there was a hurricane Gibraltar, which did considerable damage to house property, particularly on the south side of the town. An American, a Greek, and five Spanish vessels were blown on shore, and most of them were likely to become total wrecks'. On Monday night Police-constable Coory, 224 in Charterhouse-lane, Charterhouse-square, picked up a small paper parcel from the pavement. It looked as if it contained a few shillings, and he was in the act of opening it, when it exploded and caused a loud report, and in a moment his hand and fingers were shattered and mutilated in a most shocking manner.

On the 20th of March, 120 miles north of "fbraltw-the Ripon took from a Griek brig Captain M'Phail and thecrew(13 innumber) of the British bark TownofDrog-heda, which vessel they had abandoned, having broken her rudder. She was afloat, with the Greek brig lying by her, when the Ripon received her crew. Accounts have just been' received of the death ottj. W. Fowke, son of Sir Frederic G.

Fowke, ef Lowesby-hall, Leicestershire, at Bergamo, Italy, on the 14th March. The deceased was a lieutenant in the Austrian service, and his family and friends have received a melancholy consolation the many testimonials they have received of the estimation in which the "English officer" was fceld by nis comraues anu persons of every condition ior his manly aao auuaoie 1. at mac nf th whftTVeS ad- iacent to London-bridge from the Gustave, ii k- T7ill JEln hovinv having Wi oases, ana ine ouier 58 nackaees on board, stated to contain merchandise, and consigned to order. These numerous packages contain a large quantity of valuables and other property of the ei-royal family of France, whith were saved at the period of the revolution from pillage or destruction. Cholera has disappeared in Edinburgh and Glasgow, but has commenced near Fort George, under circumstances which strengthen the theory ot contagion.

M. Strauss tne enuneni auu piuuu will KTriva in London the third week in April, with his band of thirty-two -performers. On the afternoon of Sabbath last, and during divine rta-ntr vttatTv at TTiirwich was service, jjmk jjau --Jv-J 1 trim nM, ftll thA ROl- entereu mvnu mure lection intended to defray sacramental expenses carried 0 a otnam.tinnt in ahmit to be launched OA XI UvlTl'Vll BMH1H mwmv Windermere Lake, in the course of a month or six weeks. It is constructed on an improved principle, and will not, it is said, require more than half the hands iA mn-noa nYeQent. Inke steamers, nor con- JJGCUCU sume more than a quarter of the amount of coals whica tney use.

fv.i.t..-j finA miant.v. nas been Aseaia ui -i- discovered in the lands of Captain Blair, of Blair, near Dairy. The borers had gone twelve inches, inte it. This will add many thousand pounds to the value of the Ayrshire Iron Company's leases. A memorial, has been signed by the mayor, several of the magistrates, aHermen, town councillors, guardian.

nn1 innaWtanta of Canterbury, to the Duke ef Wellington, praying his grace to let the commodious and salubrious barracks be occupied by troops. At Maid- oi. t-ho ttafl sione rne excess or truupa is au giowv big officer of the garrison is obliged to billet them in the a '--l: f.u. I7mnnial Reform Societ? was held on Tuesday evening, in support ot Mr. UOD-den's efforts to obtain a reduction in the natwnal ex- -d fiiintflflnee with the views ueuuibuie.

ifcCBUlUHUlW w-. of the meeting were carried unanimously, and a petition i ine rxouse oi commons waa micc w. this countrv. for transmission to Canada, a case of silver plate, ia p- u. of th 79th Hiehlanders.

sem irom. mm mo uuio whieh regiment is now stationed in that cstony. ITannnnv was brutallw un ounaay last, a man murdered about three miles from the town ot lemple-more. It appears that the sheriff evicted some persona on Saturdayf and that the people afterwards erected huts on the lands. The deceased threatened to bring th miiM rm them, which is supposed to be the cause of his being murdered.

i ail An Ml Attn (1 VMnn. JLnere nas oeen airaYB u. i rhfi nntfmifiAl nntYift'is un- asib minor, -lit. and luavpa rpflprnhlo rnvnu tna Known. J-ne aim flowers those of lavender.

After a number of experiments it has been found jhat a decoction ef this plant has the power of producing re-action in the stage of collapse in cholera, or to arrest the diarrhoea and sick ness in race, to oringauuut, uie must, aausiacrory reauiui. After nearly a year and a half of almost unprecedented dulness in the weaving trade at Paisley, symptoms of amendment are making their appearance. For the last twe or three weeks the supplies of work from Glasgow have been considerable, and no weaver willing to work need be idle. The Great Unwashed" has long been a term of reproach in Parliament and elsewhere against the rabble but the rabble will certainly have their revenge, if the Insolvent Members' bill does not pass for they will be able to call the House of Commons The Great Un-whitewashed." Punch. The Hon.

and Rev. Baptist Noel preached last Sunday, for the firsttime since his secession, in the National Scotch Church, Regent-square, in place of the Rev. James Hamilton, the rniniiier of the church, who waa too unwell to officiate. The World," of Saturday, mentions that the houaa of O'Conuell, ia Mention square, is to be offered for sale. The library of the deceased agitator is also to be sold by auction.

Oxenford, and may be thus related. Mr. DeeplyDive (Mr. Wright), a comtonaoie laager an -i 4.v; i nnt vonchsafen to us, in a treui, wic happens to hear from his second-floor window a conver sation in the street oecween a certain v----Boyce) and his friend (Mr. C.

J. Smith), which the l.n 'hetwem fhfi interval of BIS at- lormer aeciacea tempted suicide (a watery one) and his recovery, the i I 1 .1 Uahm hKaii'4' 4-n nrttyirrtlf lady lor whose love ne ju ----destruction, had married another, and had gone to live rt m. irtTTo PhriKtifm name was JimiiT, at "no. a. and the gentleman determines upon an interview with her Who," forthwith begins to think the unsus- pecting Mr.

Deeply vive, iorgoiiu And ho at once was an iimiiy, "can i'" commences an investigation into the affairs of the other lady-lodgers mtne nouse, iur --P 9 in coriss ni nernlexi- tne mystery, xms unim ties, out of which he has not extricated himself when 1 and mfiheH him the onlv me arop scene upuu occupant of the stage whereupon he commences a lecture to the prompter for depriving him of the oppertu-tTv. in him of exn amine to niW JUSt U.BUUI LU US I the audience the mystery which overhung the fate of 1. 1 ln had hefln h'ISVinS ilim- ine inuiviuutus auuui, nuvm self; whereupon the curtain descends, and shuts out Mr Deeply Dive from the audience altogether, and the piece ends amidst the laughter and applause of everybody. The house was crowded. SURREY Mr.

T. Mead, described in the bills as "the great provincial tragedian," made his first appearance here on Monday evening, in the character of Othello. In person he is of the middle size, with features not strongly expressive of any particular character. His voice, which is powerful, is not always pleasing, aad is capable of more modulation than he seems to know how to give it. His action is not void of grace, and he treads the stage with ease and confi dence.

His performance of this great part cannot be said to be mora than respectable. In his acting there is much declamation, but no passion; and throughout his performance there is a total absence of that nice discrimination, the possession of which is so highly requisite to give a complete embodiment to so difficult a character as that of the abused Moor. There was throughout an absence of those violent transitions from lave to jealousy, and from revenge to remorse, by which Othello is distinguished. Mr. Mead has ihe good sense to avoid all exaggeration.

This was particularly apparent in his address to the senate, his utterance of the lines Farewell, the tranquil mind," and in thegreat scene with lago. He is doubtless an acquisition to the theatre, and promises to shine in characters of less magnitude and weight than Othello. With tfse audience he was very successful they applauded many parts of his performance, and he received a general call at the termination of the tragedy. lago is a character of very various expression. It has nothing of the hero it affords no room for bursts or rants.

It engages ns passion but hatred, and excites no emotion but horror. He is a cunning, cautious, cowardly villain. Shak-spere seems designedly to have abridged him of everything which, even in the most corrupt minds, could nfAnM on ennknae arA. hflS aant him forth a iCJUilbc. catcoA m.ji.uw, consummate, thorough-bred scoundrel.

Mr. Lyon, who penormea xue part, uue nuu w-vm. of lago he makes him quite a funny, good-humoured gentleman, without any signs of villany or hypocrisy. dame Ponisi. She pourtrayed "the easy softness of l.AnnRIlanfD nrmmt thp nnnsninusness IlKHUCUtUJlil) I.

.11. wuuut-uuu v. ..1.1. hdl ttlP Ol laxiuceiuw. two i- slowness to suspect her being suspected," with skill n.

mi 1 1.A ana nuemy. me msur uas picu u5.uj the stage with due regard to scenie effect and decorative splendour. The costumes were all new, and the tragedy went off with much eclat. The principal performers were called for at its termination. A new ballet, L' Amour dans le Monde des Fleurs," which was very successful, and the farce of Binks the Bagman," were the other entertainments.

The house was very full. Mr. Love, the celebrated polyphonist, gives his entertainments on Monday and the three following days, at Sadler's Wells Theatre. They will consist of A Voyage to Hamburg," and A Christmas Party in the Olden Time." From the high reputation and acknowledged superiority of Mr. Love's performances, a crowded house may be anticipated.

Messrs. Berry and Isaacson have issued a strong programme for Tuesday next, at the Grecian Saloon, on which occasion their annual benefit concert takes place. A. host of instrumental and vocal talent is engaged. We shall be gld to find Messrs.

Berry and Isaacson fully supported. Messrs. Harrison, Borrani, Corn, and Miss Rainforth are at the Cork Theatre, experiencing a run of excellent business. On Monday, The Crown Diamonds" was produced to an overflowing house, and was most triumphantly received. An application has this week been made by Mr.

Caple, late manager of the Whitehaven Theatre, for a licence to play the legitimate at the Queen's, Hull, for the ensuing twelvemonths. The application was opposed by Mr. Elanehard, on the part of the proprietors of the Koyal and although not the slightest imputation could be cast by him upon the managerial respectability or ca-nnhilitv nf Mr. Canle. a full bench of the men clothed ia a little brief authority" decided that the Royal should have the solo right of enacting plays in the borough of Hull, for the December, January, andFebruary months, and they therefore would only grant the licence for the other nine months in the year, which are known by all to be the least ptofitable of the season.

It is to us a matter of surprise that these Midases do not grant a licence upon conditions that the Queen's shall close whenever the Royal may think fit to open its doors. We happen to know that not only a managerial, but a property interest in the Royal has its voice on the bench, and hence the refusal. On Monday evening, Mr. Jacobs, the wizard, gave one of his entertainments at the Lecture-hall, Greenwich, and had a full audience. It is some years since we witnessed Mr.

Jacobs's soirees mysterieuse, at the Strand Theatre, and they were then in high repute but if they were thought much of then, what will they be now, with their numerous novel additions There is a dazzling rapidity about the style in which Mr. Jacobs does his tricks that places him upon an equality with his most celebrated compeers, whilst the mechanical portion of his apparatus is really surprising. The Harlequin in the box would alone repay a visit. Mr. acobs is about to pay a visit to the principal cities of the New World but we trust, ere he goes, that he will, for a few nights during the ensuing holidays, give the Londoners a chance of seeing his magical wonders.

We have this week received a communication from Wigan, relative to the conduct of Mr. Henry Farren, which we shall briefly mention, without comment, considering it to be wholly uncalled for. Some few weeks since, Mr. Henry Farren, personally, and through his agent at the Harp Tavern, Drury-lane, made an engagement with a lady to lead the business, and also with a leader of the band, and made arrangements for them to meet him at Burnley, in Lancashire, where he said he intended to open on the Monday following. These persons started from London on their mission, the lady having previously paid the agent his fee, and arriving in the town, as most professionals do, not too 'flush of money, found, to their amazement, that there was no theatre in the town, nor was Mr.

Henry Farrenknown. He then sent them word that he should not open there, and got them to go over to Wigan to meet him and a few more actors. Here he opened a room for a few nights, and then abandoned the company to their fate; they are now in an almost starving state, sharing amongst them receipts varying from 2s. to 15s. a night, out of which they have to pay printing' and incidental expenses before they divide the receipts.

Banvabd's Panorama, Egyptian Hali. This gigantic work of art does not seem in the least to have diminished in its attraction, and, during the past week, the following distinguished personages have honoured the exhibition with their Bresence The Duke of Wellington, Lord and Lady Alfred Paget, Lord C. and Lady Russell, Right Hon. Earl of Lincoln, Sir R. and Lady Russell, Lord Carlisle, Earl Minto and the lady of the Bishop ef London, Bishop of Norwich, Sir G.

and Lady Anson, the Marquis of Landsdowne, Chevalier Bunsen, Lady Webster, and several distinguished military ana naval officers. The whole of the fashionable parties have expressed their high gratification at the faithful picture Sir. Banvard has painted an eulogium, coming as it does, from many parties well acquainted with the scenes, that cannot iail of being highly gratilymgto the feelings of the enterprising artist and traveller. A meeting of the friends and admirers of the late Mr. MntWuroii ta noet.

have resolved that a monument shall be erected to his memory in Glasgow. and was about to drop it astern, when Jarl, ever au ions declared if safer where 'it was; 'since; if there were Pople hoard, they would most likely be down theca the dead-lights of whichmischief, It was then hat ray comrade observed that the br'gantine ad no boats, a circumitance most unusual any sort of a vesse at sea. But marking this, I was exceedingly gratified. It seemed to indicate as! had opined that from sme cause or other, she must have been abandoned of her cr ew. And a good measure this dispelled my fears of foul 1 play, and th ap-Irehensionof contagion.

Encouraged I by these reflecUons, I now resolved to descend, and explore the cahm, though sorely against Jarl's counsel. To be sure, as he eunestly said, ttiis step might, have been, deferred till. daylight; but med too wearisome to wait. So bethinking me of our tin to box and candles, I sent him into the boat for them. Ptl two candles were lit; one of which the Skyeman tied up and down the barbed end of his harpoon; so that upon gorngbelow; the keen steel Might not be far off, should the light be blown out by a dastard.

Unfastening the cabin scuttle, we stepped downward into the smallest and murkiest en orid The altar like transom, surmounted by the closed dead-hghts in the stern, together with the dim little sky-light oyer-head, and the sombre aspect of everything around, gave the place the air of some subterranean oratory, say a prayer-room of Peter the Hermit; But coils of rigging, bolts of canvas, art i -cles of clofhinaad disorderly heaps of rubiish, harmomsed not with this impression. Twe doors, one on each side, led into wee little state-rooms, the berths of which also were littered. Among other things was a large box, sheathed with iron and stoutly clamped, containing a keg partly fi led with powder, the half of an old cutlass, a pouch of bullets, and a case for a sextant a brass plate on the lid, with the maker name, London. The broken blade of the cutlass was very rusty and stained, and the iron hilt bent in. It looked so tragical that I thrust it out of sight, Removing a small trapdoor, opening into the space beneath, called the run -we lighted upon sundry cutlasses and muskets, lying together at sixes and sevens, as if pitched downm a hurry.

Casting round a hasty glance, and satisfying ourselves that through the bulkhead of the cabin there was no passage to the forward part of the hold, we caught up the muskets and cutlasses, the powder-keg and the pouch of bullets, and bundling them on deck, prepared to visit the other end of the vessel. Previous ts so doing, however, I loaded a musket, and belted a cutlass to my side. But my Viking preferred his harpoon. In the forecastle reigned similar confusion. But there was a snug little lair, cleared away in one corner, and furnished with a gras mat and bolster, like these used among the islanders of these.seas.

This little lair looked to us as it some leopard had crouched there. And, as it turned out, we were not far from right. Forming one of this retreat was a sailor's chest, stoutly secured by a lock, and monstrous heavy withal. Regardless of Jarl's entreaties, I managed to burst the lid; thereby revealing a motley assemblage of millinery, and out-landish knick-knacks of all orts together with sundry rude calico contrivances, which, though of unaccouptable cut, nevertheless possessed a certain petticoatish air, and latitude of skirt, betokening them the habiliments of some feminine ereature most probably of the human species. In thisstrong box, also, was- a canvas bag, jingling with rusty old bell buttons, gangrened copper bolts, and sheathing nails; damp, greenish, Carolus dollars (true coin all), besides divers iron screws and battered chisels, and belaying pins.

Sounded on the chest lid, the dollars rang clear as convent bells. These were put aside by Jarl the sight of substantial dollars doing awsy for the nonce with his superstitious misgivings Groping again into the chest, we brought te light a queer little hair trunk, very bald and ricketty. At every corner was a mighty clamp, the weight of which had no doubt debilitated the box. It was jealously secured with a padlock, almost as big as itself; so that it was almost a question, which was meant to be security to the other. Prying at it hard, we at length effected an entrance; but saw no golden moidores, no ruddy doubloons nothing under Heaven but three pewter mugs such as are used in a ship's cabin, several brass screws and brass plates, which must have belonged to a quadrant; together with a famous lot of glass beads and brass riHgs; while, pasted on the inside of the cover, was a little coloured print, representing the harlots, the shameless hussies, having a fiae time with the prodigal son.

It should have been mentioned ere now, that while we were busy in the forecastle we were several times startled by strange sounds aloft. And juat after, crashing into the little hair truak, down came a great top-block, right through the scuttle, narrowly missing my Viking's crown a much stronger article, by the way, than your goldsmiths tum out in these days. This startled ua much, particularly Jarl, as one might suppose but, accustomed to the strange creakings and wheezings of the masts and yards of old vessels at'sea, andhaving many atime dodged stray blocks accidentally falling from aloft, I thought little more of the matter though my comrade seemed to think the noises somewhat different from anythiag of the kind he had ever heard before. The termmation of the adventure brings also the termination of the romance and what follows is a conglomeration of incomprehensible matters. The narrator and his friend engage in a chase of a young female, whom he rescues when about to be offered as a human sacrifice and while thus employed they pass many islands such as Gulliver might have visited haunts peopled by folks who are not human creatures, but merely Follies or Wisdoms tattooed or feathered, "drinking wild wine" or telling Mtupid stories, as may be.

Swift wrote with a purpose a 1 1 i.u purpose uiai was visioie or iuc minacc wueii lie iuiu us what the Lilliputians and the Brobdignagians did, said, and thought not so with Mr. Melville, who, after rioting wildly amidst a most chaotic confusion, leaves the reader in a state of glorious mystification as to what he has been perusing. THE BISHOP TO HIS CAPTIVE. From "Punch." My throne is in my See My foot is on thee, Shore! Young man, in spite of me, Wilt thou preach any more? Now go where duty calls, Why tarry wherefore stay Ha within four stene walls, Then canst not get away. There preach till thou art hoarse Exhort, d'ssuade, reprove TS doubt that thy discourse The said walls' ears will move.

But ah! thou art the last Thus to be trounced by me Soon will a law be pass'd Dissenting clerks to free. My foot is on thee, Shore, But ill not long remain Then what can I do more Than take it off again THEATRICALS, ETC. ROYAL ITALIAN OPERA. Masaniello" still enjoys the good will of the public, so much so, as to lead to the belief that stage existence here will embrace a considerable peaod of time. Mario is unquestionably an artist of the highest order his dramatic aspirations are the most ambitious character.

His plaintive tones in the last act, while murmuring the wild and broken 'fragments of various songs, produce a thrilling sensation. Once heard, they are never to be forgotten. The orchestra sets rivalry atj. defiance. We cannot conceive any band in the world superior to Sig.

Costa's. LYCEUM. A new piece has been produced at this establishment, bearing the title of Hold your Tongue." It is excellently placed upon the stage, and altogether produced in Madame Vestris's best style. The period is the reign of George and the scene is laio in Xiosnoii. oir itanay Jttyder tMr.

SelDyj nas a pretty wife, who takes advantage of his absence to attend a masquerade, where Bhe encounters Lord Lure-well (Mr. Charles Mathews) and Captain Vernon, both of whom are strangers to her. Lady Ryder (Miss Gilbert) is taken suddenly ill, and is in the act of fainting, when a gentleman in a mask and domino supports her, and she eives him permission to visit her on the follow ing day. It turns out that the lady's protector ori the occasion was vapiam emon; and a certain Mrs. JLOve-joy (Madame Vestris), being most amiably disposed towards the gallant captain, contrives to embroil Lord Luiewell in the intrigue which has thus accidentally sprung up.

The result is that Mrs. Lovejoy is enabled to see the captain (who she knows loves her, but has not the courage te declare his passion) in his true light, and at the same time to favour her own position. Being an acquaintance of Captain Vernon, and also of Lord Lure well, Mrs. Lovejoy introduces them both to Lady Ryder at her own house, where they meet in the absence of Sir Handy. The result is that a game at cross purpsses is kept up in the most skilful mariner, and Mrs.

Lovejoy, who is the prime mover in the play, so exerciees her mischievous ingenuity, that the whole party are in a state of doubt and perplexity, each gentleman thinking that the other is intriguing with Lady Ryder, and her ladyship not knowing to whom she is indebted for the politeness of the previous night. In the midst of all Sir Handy Ryder enters, and the mystery then increases but his apprehensions respecting his wife's coisduct are soon removed by the confession, on her part, that she has committed a slight indiscretion, in gratitude to her protector at the masquerade, and by the arrival of Mrs. Loyejoy, that she has been the cause of all the mischief. The title of the piece has nothing whatever to do with the subject, but, by way of explanation, a few words are iatroduced at the end apropos of the necessity of holding your tongue" in cases of intrigue. The piece was very nicely performed, and was completely successful.

The author is Mr. Planche. had another new farce brought out here, on Wednesday eveninc under the startling title of Who Lives at No. 9 It is a pleasant little enough, was eminently successful, and given out Memorials of Edinburgh ih the Oldek Time. By D.

Wilson; F.RJ3., S.A. Pafon, onward march of time is fast changing the appearance of many of the localities of ancient Edinburgh, and it may not be many years before almost every possessing historical interest, may be swept The traditions that cling to the spot will still remain but they require to be gathered with a careful hand, by one, whose labours as an antiquarian may form a gvtarantee for their accuracy. Mr Wilson, who is the acting secretary td the Society of Antiquaries of Scotland, in addition to the industry he has exhibited in collecting together, two invaluable volumes of historical associations and local antiquities and traditions, lias further increased the importance of his work by the introduction of a great number of illustrations, both on wood and steel, from his own pencil, which we assert to be as clever as they aTe scrupulously faithful; and we are thus enabled to gaze upon there-mains of Old Edinburgh, in spite of the destruction caused by the improving" movement of the present day. In the appendix will be found a valuable account of the ancient maps and views of Edinburgh, which is a very useful topographical addition to the work. But little is known of the internal appearance of ancient Edinburgh, or of the mode of living, trade, and manners of the people.even as late as the year 1763 and Mr.

Wilson utters the very natural regret that Arnot, who wrote in 1779, "should have stalked through the purliens of Old Edinburgh, elevated on historic stilts, at a time when a description of what lay around him, and a relation of the fireside gossip of the stately old Scottish dames of the eighteenth century, would have snatched from oblivion a thousand curious reminiscences now altogether beyond recall." Notwithstanding Mr. Wilson's laborious search, the work of preservation is not yet exhausted. He has played the part of an able pioneer the antiquary and the artist have room for the exhibition of activity. Mr. Wilson's account of Allan Ramsay, the poet (who started the first circulating library in Edinburgh, in 1735) will be found interesting: THE FIRST CIRCULATING LIBRARY IN EDINBURGH.

The buildings of the middle row were extremely irregular in character. The timber land immediately in front of St. Giles's steeple was only three stories high, and with.a very low-pitched roof, so as to admit of the clock being sen by passers the High -street while the one adjoining it, to the west, after rising to the height of five stories, and finishing with two very steep overhanging gables in front, had a sixth reared above these, with a flat lead roof like a crow's nest stuck between the battlements of some ancient peal tower. The two most easterly lands in the Luekenbooths differed from the rest in being tall and substantial erections of polished ashlar work. The first of these was surmounted with stone gables of unequal size, somewhat in the style of," Gladstone's Land," at the head of Lady Stair's Close, and apparently built not later than the reign of Charles I.

The other building, which presented its main front down the High-street, though evidently a more recent erection, yielded in interest to none of the private buildings of Edinbursh. "Creech's Land," as it was termed, according to the fashion of the burgh, after one of its latest and most worthy occupants, formed the peculiar haunt of the Muses during the last century. Thither Allan Ramsay removed in 17.25 immediately after publishing the first complete edition of his great pastoral poem frsm the sign of the Mercury's Head, opposite Niddry's Wynd, and therer-on the first floor, which had formerly been the London Coffee House he substituted for his former celestial sign, the heads of Ben Jonson and Drummond of Hawthornden, and greatly extended his business with the profits of his successful devotion to the Muses. It was on his removal to this central locality that he established his circulating library the first institution of the kind known in Scotland not without both censure and interference from some of the stricter leaders of society at that period. Profaneness," says Wodrow, "is come to a great height; all the villsnous, profane, and obscene books of plays, printed at London by Curie and other, are got down from London, by Allan Ramsay, and lent out for an eaay price to young boys, servant women of the better sert, and gentlemen; and vice and obscenity -dreadfully propagated." Ramsay's fame and fortune progressed with unabating vigour after this period and his shop became the daily resort of the leading wits and literati, as well as of every traveller of note that visited the Scottish capital.

Gay, the poet who, during the latter years of his life, seems to have been as regularly installed into the household of the Duchess of Queensberry as ever any court-minstrel was in a palace ot old accompanied his patroness to Edinburgh, and resided for some time in the Canongate, at Queensberry. House. He became, as was to be anticipated, a frequent visitor of the Scottish poet, and is said to have derived great amusement from Ramsay's humorous descriptions of the leading citizens as they daily, assembled at cross, within sight of his windows. That centraispot, "where merchants most do congregate," was then adorned with the axcientr structure, demolished in 1756, and formed the daily promenade for the ruffled and powdered exquisite to display his finery, ao less than for the trader bent only on business. The wits of Edinburgh used to meet there, at the poet's shop, to amuse themselves with the intelligence of the day, and the most recent news in the world of letters.

The late William Tytler, of Woodhouselee, had frequently seen Gay among these literary gossips, and described him as a pleasant-looking little man with a. tye-wig. Hsj-ecollected overhearing him desire Ramsay to explain many.of the Scottish words and allusions to national customs that occur in the Gentle Shepherd," and which he engaged, on his return to England, to communicate to Pope, who was already an admirer of the beauties of that admirable pastoral. The prospect, however, from Allan Ramsay's window possessed other attractions for the poet besides the grave and humorous glimpses of human nature it afforded for owisg io the singular site of the Scottish capital, it commanded, although in the very heart of the. town, a view for many miles into the country, looking across Preston Bay to the fertile landscape of East Lothian, and the heights that skirt the German Ocean.

Allan Ramsay's library and business were transferred by his successor, Mr. James i Macewan, to the shop below; and from him they passed into the hands of Mr. Alexander Kincaid, an eminent bookseller and publisher, and a man of highly cultivated mind, who took an active share in the management of civic affairs, and died while filling the office of Lord Provost, January 21st, 17 77. Mardi and A Voyage Thither. By Herman Melville.

Sentky, New is a strange book, and it is, to us, impossible to divine the object for which it has been written. It commences like a romance, and the first part of the book teems with well-told adventure but as for the latter part, it is full of improbability, is outrageous inincident and the forms oflan-guage, and invests the reader in a fog that it is impossible to penetrate. The author's purpose, if he have one, is too deep for lis to fathom and it is very doubtful if any but those who are chained to the log of criticism, will ever have sufficient courage to reach the end of the work so that it will remain a matter of mental Let as hope that the world will be no loser in consequence. The narrator commences by telling us tha he was on board a sperm-whaler in the Pacific, the captain of which protracted the ship's voyage till our rover and a mate of his, becoming totally ocean-weary when a thousand miles from land, resolved to give the Arcturion the slip, and executed their resolution in a-manner not very probable but abundantly breatmess. uniting alone on tne surface of the mighty waters, the author finds time to pick up materials from numerous pictures of the "under world," over-wrought and extravagant, but sometimes amusing.

It is in this portion of the work that anything like quiet and reasonable writing is to be found and the following extract is really full of power, and excites a wish to learn its termination: THE SILENT BRIGANTINE. As we came nearer, it was plain that the vessel was no whaler, but a small, two; masted craft in short, a brigantbae. Her sails were in a state of unaccountable disarray; only the foresail, mainsail, and jib being set. The first was much tattered; and the jib was hoisted but half way up the stay, where it miy nappea, tne oreeze csming trom over tne tattrau. sue continually yawed in her course: now almost Dresentimr her broadside, then showing her stern, Striking our sails once more, we lay on our oars, and natcneu ner tne starlight.

Still she swung from side to side, and still sailed oh. After a Ions: and anxious reconnoitre, we came still nearer. using our oars, but very reluctantly on Jarl's part; who, while JUniMg, ilia ijtB UTC me BUUUIKOT, eUi 11 aUUUb ID UCaCU the little Chamois on the back of a whale as.ef yore. Indeed, he seemed full as impatient to quit the vicinity of the vessel, as before he had been anxiously courting it. Now, as the silent brigantine again swung round her broadside, I hailed her loudly.

No return. Again. But all was silent. With a few vigorous strokes we closed with her, giving yet another unanswered when, laying the Chamois right alongside, I clutched at the main-chams. Instantly we felt her dragging us along.

Securing our craft by its painter, I sprang over, the rail, followed by Jarl, who had snatched his harpoon, his favourite arms. Long used with that weapon to overcome the monsters of the deep, he doubted not it would prove equally serviceable in any other encounter. The deck was a complete litter. Tossed about were pearl oyster shells, husks of cocoa, nuts empty casks, and cases. The deserted tiller was lashed which accounted for the vessel's yawing.

But we could not conceive how, going large before the wind, the craft could for any considerable time, at least, have guided herself without the help of a hand. Still, the breeze was light and steady. Now seeing the helm thus lashed I could not but distrust the silence that prevailed. It conjured up the idea of miscreants concealed below, and meditating treachery; unscrupulous mutineers Lsscars, or Manilla-men; whi, having murdered the Europeans of the crew, might not be willing to let stran. gers depart unmolested.

Oryet worse, the entire ship's company might have been swept away by a fever, its infection still lurking in the poisoned hull. And though the first conceit, as the last, wax a mpro surmise, it was nevertheless deemed prudent to secure the hatches, Which for the present we accordingly barred clown with the ears of eur boat. This done, we went about, the deck in search of-water. And finding some in a clumsy cask, drank long and freely, and to our-thirsty souls' content. The wind freshening, and the rent sails like to blow irom the yards, we brought the brigantine to the wind, and arailedup the canvas.

This left us at liberty to examine the craft, though, unfortunately the night was erow- ing hazy. All this while our boat was still towing alongside; War. Amongst the most honoured things of this world has been war. Kings have considered it their noblest occupation, and subjects have been fools enough to applaud them therein. For its glorification the arts have striven and that it might not lack anointing oil, "bishops have blessed its banners, and bishops chanted Te Dennis of thankfulness and rejoicing over its bloody triumphs.

It has been the ruling power in politics, and the determining arbiter of national history. In bo-. dal.life its noxious influences have crept, until, as has been truly said, the army and navy give the tone to society. A "butchering tool girded round a man gives him a romantic attraction to grave men as well as to sentimental girls. The quiet honourable arts of peace must hide their diminished heads before the pipeclay and scarlet, the man-milliner and frippery, the pomp and pageantry of glorious war." The beardless son of Mars is bidden, by woman's lips, to go where glory waits him and, girding up his loins with his stays and his sword-belt, he goes forth to the battle field.

But the tide is turning: against war opinion is setting in strongly on every side. The economist thinks it too costly, and not productive of an adequate return for the capital expended. The merchant thinks it hinders, commerce and all find it leaves behind it a heavy tax to cover its expenses. The satirists have got hold of it of late ther have quizzed it rudely, and threaten to pluck it bare of all its gaudy feathers. The religious doubt its lawfulness the Christian thinks it cannot have the blessing of the Prince of Peace; late in the day this: but better late than never.

Fighting, alas! seems very natural to men, but can be overcome by the Divine art. Had the churches done their duty, this sad propensity" had been far less strong now. The work of the lovers" of peace is to do this long neglected duty, to teach the iniquity and folly of war, the righteousness and beauty of ae. Birmingham Journal. Kings most commonly, though strong in legions, are but weak in arguments, having from their cradles been accustomed to use their will as their right haad, their reason always as their left.

Milton. A CHILD TO A FADED VIOLET. When will thou, violet, awake 'Tis surelv very wronjr When called forts by the voice of spring To slumber on so long. The laurel boughs are green, The lire-flies dance through the trees, And fresh and warm, I ween, Is the sweet southern breeze. Our skies are sunny and bright, Our streams rejoicing fl ow Ok Nature's heart is light Violet, why sleepest thou Thy heart is folded up, And veiled thine azure eye; Oh ope thy perfumed enp To the fair aad glowing sky.

For I have waited long, Thy flr6t soft smile to greet Sweet violet, why so long Thy sister flowers to meet Fair child oh, blame me not If, heedless or thy prayer, This stem may never more I The flower of beauty bear. Too long neglected, sighing The violet bloomed alone, And now, her heart is dying, Her beauty from her flown. Like many a human flower, Forsaken till too late In her last fading hour Thou wouldst woo her from her fate." E. C. Williams.

Parental Duties. Bring thy children up in learning and obedience, yet without outward austerity. Praise them openly, reprehend them secretly. Give them good countenance and convenient maintenance, otherwise thy life will seem their bondage, and what portion thou shalt leave them at thy death they, will thank death for it, and not thee. And I am persuaded that the foolish cockering of some parents, and the overstem carriage of others, cause more men and women to take ill courses than their own vicious inclinations, Marry thy daughters in time, lest they marry themselves and train not up thy sons in the wars, for he that sets up his rest to live by that profession can hardly be an honest man or a good Christian besides, it is a science no longer in request than use, for soldiers in are like chimneys in summer Lord Burord's Maxims.

True Charity. The lowest order of charity is that which is satisfied with relieving the immediate pressure of distress in individual cases. A higher is, that which makes provision on a large scale for the relief of such distress as when a nation passes on from common almsgiving to a general provision for the destitute. A higher still is, when such provision is made in the way of anticipation, or for distant objects; as when the civilization of savages, the freeing of slaves, the treatment of the insane, or the education of the blind and deaf mutes, is undertaken. The highest charity of all i9, that which aims at the prevention rather than the alleviation of evil.

It is a nobler charity to prevent destitution, crime, and ignorance, than to relieve individuals who never ought to have been made destitute, criminal, and ignorant. The Sabbath. Nature always Beemed to me ts keep Sabbath" in the wilderness. I used to fancy that the wild birds were more quiet on that day, sitting on the branches with their heads under their wings, smoothing their plumage, or looking quietly about them, and sometimes venturing a faint warble, scarcely above a whisper. And I have seen a large wolfish animal stand for hours upon a dry log, on the bank of the river, contemplating the stream, or gazing into the air once or twice, perhaps, starting suddenly a few paces, but then halting as if he had given up the idea; and his tail all the while hanging listlessly down, as if indicating that no enterprise could be undertaken on that day.

Just like the merchant who may be seen in the city, on a bright Sunday morning, in clean shirt collar, and with hands thrust into his pockets, loitering slowly down the street, or standing in ruminating attitude at the corner, pondering carefully every step of the morrow's tangled path, or perhaps calculating the amount of time lost on Susdays, by the whole world, taken individually and collectively, from Moses's day to ihe present lime but on the whole, enduring the Sabbath with Christian resignation. THE EMIGRANT'S FAREWELL TO OLD ENGLAND. Farewell, dear old England, I leave thee in tears, Though bewld by taxation for forty long years But the burthen, in truth, I no longer can bear, So I leave thee to less oppression elsewhere. I've trusted to hope, but the too fickle jade, Has proved a delusion of what has been said: That a good time was coming, to make smooth the rough If I wait for it here, I may wait long enough. TheD, farewell, dear old England, For ever, farewell Farewell, dear old England, I do not blame thee, A land of more beauty I never shall see Nor aland where more talent or wealth can be found.

Even though I may journey ten thousand miles round. I leave thee, because I no longer can bear The weight of taxation, starvation, and care. All I ask is to live by the sweat of my brow, But, alas'! even that is denied to me now. Bristol. J.

Alfobd. Time. Time is the most undefinable yet most paradoxical of things the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past even while we attempt to define it, and like the flash of the lightning, at once exists and expires. Time is the measure of all things, but is itself immeasurable, and the grand discloser of all things, but is itself undisclosed. Like space, it is incomprehensible, because it has no limit, and it would be more still so, if it had.

It is more in its source than the Nile, and its termination, than the Niger; and advances like the slowest tide, but, retreats like the swiftest torrent. It gives wings of lightning to pleasure, but feet of lead to lain, and lends expectation a curb, but enjoyment a spur. It robs beauty of her charms, to bestow them on her picture, and builds a monument to merit, but denies it a house; it is the transient and deceitful flatterer of falsehood, but the tried and final friend of truth. Time is the most subtle, yet the most insatiable of depredators, and by appearing to take nothing, is permitted to take all, nor can it be satisfied until it has stolen the world from us, and us from the world. It constantly flies, yet overcomes all things by flight aild although it is the present ally, it willTie the future conqueror of death.

the cradle of hope, butthe grave of ambition, is thestem'cor-roctor of fools, but the salutary counsellor of the wise, to the other; like Cassandra, it warns us with a voice that even the sages discredit too Mj tn silliest believe too late. Wisdom walks 1Ktori -with it, and repentance behind it he that 2 2 ft his friend, will have little to fear from hUeS he that has made it his enemy, will havl UtSf hcZ from bis frie.ride.-iWs Youthful Pie htU8 10 hpSe.