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like to bid Graham good night ?' 'A very unique child !' thought I, as I viewed I asked. He is not gone to his room yet.' her sleeping countenance by the fitful moonlight.

She at once stretched out her little arms to be lifted. Folding a shawl round her, I carried her Thus ends this affecting little narrative; back to the drawing-room. Graham was just and it reminds us that we have got to bring coming out.

our own to a conclusion. She cannot sleep without seeing and speaking The scene

of our early love was laid in to you once more,' I said. "She does not like the Brighton. The young lady was on a visit thought of leaving you.' * I've spoilt her," said he, taking her from me branches of her family, and they all joined us

to the sea-coast with her papa and other in good-humor, and kissing her little hot face and in our walks—for be it known the young burning lips. Polly, you care for me more than ladies had gone to school with certain for papa, nową

*I do care for you, but you care nothing for friends of ours, and an intimacy naturally me,' was her whisper.

followed, She was assured of the contrary, again kissed, Two families had sought the sea-side ; and restored to me, and I carried her away ; but, alas ! “ visiting” was a matter of course. Roving not soothed. When I thought she could listen to on the sands of Worthing is pleasant-very; me, I said

and taking little walks and strolls in the Paulina, you should not grieve that Graham bracing air is delightful-very. The ringing does not care for you so much as you care for him. laugh of Caroline S, still haunts us, like a It must be so.'

Her lifted and questioning eyes asked “why?", pleasing vision. We fell before it, 'ere we * Because he is a boy

, and you a girl; 'He'is had taken more than two of these walks. sixteen, and you are only six : his nature is strong

We fell sick too—and pined ! and gay, and yours is otherwise.'

One day, in a state of fever, we were heard ‘But I love him so much; he should love me to utter, imploringly and affectionately, little.'

“Dear-est Caroline S-!" This led the 'He does. He is fond of you. You are his doctor to smell a rat. Within four days favorite.'

subsequently, Carry's papa himself placed Am I Graham's favorite ?!

us in his daughter's arms. How long we Yes, more than any little child I know.'

nestled there we know not, but we remember The assurance soothed her; she smiled in her being supremely happy. Immediate change anguish. I put her to bed. The candle being of air and scene was of course considered extinguished, a still half-hour elapsed. I thought necessary for us. The vision vanished but lifted itself in the crib, and the small voice asked too soon, and the poetry of early life merged Do like Graham, Miss Snowe ?'

at once into the commonplace prose of con'Liko him! Yes, a little.'

ventional usages and proprieties. Only a little! Do you like him as I do ?' We had entered upon our"first love !" This * I think not. No; not as you do.'

reminds us that, from our earliest infancy, 'Do you not like him much?' I told

we imbibed, without being taught, the affectI liked him a little. Where is the ionate habit of caressing everything we loved.

you use of caring for him so very much : he is full of We have kept true to our principles ever faults.' • Is he?'

since. What, therefore, with “the many 'All boys are.'

would very properly be deemed insolent and * More than girls ?'

unbecoming, is recognised in Usas proceeding Very likely. Wise people say it is folly to from a principle of nature inculcated in early think anybody perfect; and as to likes and dis- life. likes, we should be friendly to all, and worship It would not do for us to renounce our none,'

principles now. Nor have we the slightest · Are you a wise person ? '.

inclination to do so. “Cum privilegio " is "I mean to be so. Go to sleep.'

our harmless "letter of introduction," which 'I cannot go to sleep. Have you no pain just liere ' (laying her eltish hand on her elfish breast) welcome wherever we wished to enter.

never yet failed to procure us a hearty

Nor when



shall have to leave Graham; have we ever been banished for committing for your home is not here?' Child, lie down and sleep,' I urged.

a breach of privilege." My bed is cold, said she. 'I can't warm it.'

Folks smile at us; they laughing say, (I saw the little thing shiver.) Come to me,' I said, wishing, yet scarcely

“When will you be a man? hoping, that she would comply: for she was a

The parting year leaves you the boy most strange, capricious little creature, and es

You were when it began." pecially whimsical with me. She came, however, Then we, in love with the disgrace, instantly, like a small ghost gliding over the Their smiles and jests enjoy ; carpet. I took her in. She was chill; I warmed Thankful that as we grow in years, her in my arms.

She treinbled nervously; I In heart we're still a boy! soothed her. Thus tranquillised and cherished, she at last slumbered.

So much for the recesses of a child's heart!



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sense, the only distinguishable feature is its

haste. He rushes us through chapels, over monuWESTMINSTER ABBEY.

ments, and along aisles, without ever pausing for

breath, till he has put us out at a gate on tho The following "skit" upon Westminster other side, with the satisfied sigh of a man who Abbey is from Matthew Ward's “ English has just accomplished a very irksome task. Items," a book full of"hits" at the people

This is a visit to Westminster! This it is to hold of England—not over and above good communion with the illustrious dead! This is naturedly bestowed, but many of them fully Government have considered too delicious to offer

the intellectual enjoyment which the English merited. We all know how visitors are fleeced at

to the public gratis ! St. Paul's--perhaps, too, our knowledge We heartily wish that some more of our extends to the same extortions practised at neighbors would come forward, and expose the Abbey. Yet is it amusing to hear what the various extortions practised in England our American author says of us. We have on the sight-seeing public. We are really thrown many stones at his country; it is amazed when we think how quietly John only fair to receive his fire at us.

Bull bows down to his endless burdens !
The accumulated expectations pent up since

HUMAN MISERY his boyhood become oppressive by delay, and the visitor grows warm and fidgety in his anxiety to THE STREETS OF LONDON. be admitted to the holier places of the church. This intensely vivified excitement never becomes WHAT PASSES IN the course of twentydangerous however, as, by a charitably conside: four hours within the precincts of London, rate arrangement of the English Government, it would, if known and reflected on, cause is always allowed ample time to cool. The

millions to marvel, thousands to sigh, and numerous gentlemen in black, whom the Govern

hundreds to weep. ment compels the old church to pay for so shabbily doing its honors, being of sedentary habits

Much human sorrow is there amongst us, and a literary turn of mind, are unwilling to be carefully veiled from sight by timidity and a interrupted to convey a single visitor through the sense of shame. The deserving mix among the interior chapels. It requires a party of seven undeserving,—the latter getting fat on their curious individuals, each one provided with a apparent misfortunes ; whilst the former die talisman in the shape of a sixpence, to interrupt from sheer starvation, being unable to the comfortable repose of a pompous official. And "sham” sorrow, or ask for aid from the as most people have ceased to consider a show; passer-by. How many a wan and eloquentlycomposed of mouldy monuments and tattered speaking countenance meets our eye daily ; be a great bargain, a stranger

will usually incur telling us more than we dare to inquire into, the risk of remaining some time in the ante

knowing our inability to play the part of a chamber.

Good Samaritan. With a bleeding heart we During the painful period of his probation, he often deplore the little discernment there is is subjected to the impositions of another class of amongst those who are well off, and the hucksters. Watching with the liveliest interest apathy with which they turn aside from the the various stages of his impatience, they rapiilly stricken heart, fast falling into the grave for advance upon him from every nook and corner the want of only the common necessaries of the instant' they perceive him arrived at the ex. life. On this subject, our pen would run riot; treme point of desperation. With unblushing but we know how impossible it is to work assurance, they poke at the bewildered gentle on hearts of iron and brass, and therefore man descriptions of the Abbey, plans of the building, pictures of the monuments, and armfuls

study brevity. of other plausible stuff, which they feel very confi

The subjoined paper is slightly abridged dent he has not the courage in his exhausted con- from an article in " Bentley's Miscellany." dition to refuse. Of course he buys everything We let the humane writer speak in our without much examining the contents; for in his stead; cordially echoing his sentiments, and melancholy frame of mind, the advertisements of hoping that his labor may not be altogether the Times a week old would prove a refreshing in vain :literary treat.

At length, however, the mystical number of A poor man falls down in a fit, or the weakness seven is made up. The stately keeper slowly rises, of hunger overpowers him ; he sinks against the unlocks the door, passes us in one by one—that wall of some splendid mansion ; his features are being the most convenient mo'le of collecting the compressed, his brow clammy cold, his lips livid ; sixpences; enters himself, and then turns the you saw him sink, not fall upon the ground with key. An extraordinary metamorphosis instantly a squash, as the professional gentlemen, with

Our guide assumes an alacrity quite artificial blood in their noses, do the trick; it is a startling, when contrasted with his former torpi- clear case of famine, and no mistake. Now is dity. The man appears to be worked by steam. your time to see what human nature made of. In his mumbled routine of names, dates, and non- The master of the house', or the lady, comes to the


window, and instantly retreats ; & powdered foot hear with his own ears, and see with his own man appears at the door, and looks up and down eyes, the contrasted conditions of London Life, the street tor a policeman to remove the nuisance. I afford much matter for painful contemplation. Several well-dressed passengers look at the poor | These contrasts are striking and forcible; they man, and pass on the other si ie; ladies, as they go run the whole gamut of the social scale, from the ly him, fumble a little in their pockets--as if they highest treble to the deepest bass. They exhibit meant to give something ; but think better of it. liuman life in every color, from hues of the rainAn elderly gentleinan, with drab gaiters and silk , bow to the decpest shadows and most unchequered umbrella, pretends to feel the patient's pulse, glooms; and all this in a day's walk-in the space xhakes his head solemnly, and walks off, satistied of a few palmy acres. Next door to luxury and that he has detected an impostor. A housemaid profusion, you have hunger and despair—the rage of the mansion, tonched with tender pity, hands of unsatisfied hunger, and the lust of desires that up throngh the area rails a glass of water. no luxury can quench.

Now troop by the poor lost creature a group of I have scen little children, fat enough for the working men, in fustian jackets, going to their spit, wrapped in woolpacks of fleecy hosiery, seated dinners. whistling and gossiping as they go. They in their little carriages, drawn by goats, careering halt and surround the unfortunate man; they lift | over the sward of Hyde Park; and at the same him, and put him in a more easy posture. One moment, crawling from the hollow trunks of old runs to the public-house, bringing some ale, warm, trees, where they had found refuge for the night, with ginger; they speak kindly to bim, bidding other children, their nakedness harılly concealed him keep up his heart; they ask him—question by a few greasy rags flapping against the motto bring tears into dry eyes--where is his home? tled limbs of the creatures, heirs of shame and He looks up piteously, and whispers—he has no sorrow, and heritors of misery and its necessary home. He has not where to lay his head ! crime. I have seen a poor family, ragged and

"Now then,” says one of the fustian jackets, hungry—the children running after an ugly pugtaking off his hat, and shoving it into the encircling dog, with a velvet jacket on, who was taking mob, " the poor devil's hard up, hasn't got no the air, led by an attendant footman with goldhome, nor no victnals; drop a few browns to pay headed staff. I have seen an old woman of eighty, for a cah, you'll never miss it."

painted, periwigged, bejewelled, and brocaded, The appeal is heard, curiosity is shamed into taking an airing in a gorgeous coach, three footbenevolence; the Samaritans in fustian call a cab, men hanging on behind, her ladyship's companion, and the homeless man is driven to try the hos- a cynical-faced pug, probably the only friend she pitality of Mary-le-bone workhouse.

had in the world, and I have seen another old I think I hear a respectable gentleman, in an woman of eighty-any of the Wapping Old Stairs easy chair, with an casy income, and easy shoes, watermen will remember Mary Mudlark-up to excl im :

her mid-leg in the Thames, raking and scraping ** Mister Author, this is very fine, but I have the mud and water, for rags, bits of stick, gingerno doubt, for my own part, the fellow was a beer bottles, scraps of iron, or whatever she could bumbug--the scoundrel was acting."

recover from the waters, by which she might earn "Was he thongh! All I can tell you is, my a few pence to keep her from starving. good fellow, if he was acting, you never missed But it is painful to multiply these painful such a chance in the course of your theatrical contrasts of condition, which every day's walk life ; you have paid seven shillings to the dress exhibits. One only conclusion can we draw from circle many a time and oft, for a much worse per these spectacles--namely, how far removed is man formance, and here was a little bit of tragedy, by the “ accident" of fortune from his fellow-man; without scenery, machinery, dresses, or decora- how utterly abandoned, even in the centre of tions, you might have seen for sixpence, and been civilisation, outlawed from human aid, protection, six and sixpence better for it."

sympathy, so soon as he ceases to have certain I have seen these tragedies more than twice- tokens of humanity in silver, gold, paper, or brass everybody has seen them who knows London : about his person. Gilbert White saw them when he said :

I shall sink, As sinks a stranger in the busy streets

THE GOODNESS OF PROVIDENCE. Of crowded London; some short bustle's caused,

Lo! a fond mother with her children round, A few inquiries, and the crowd close in, And all's forgotten.

Her soft soul melting with maternal love.

This on the cheek she kisses ; that she clasps I do not deny that impostors are common. I Unto her l'osom; on her knee one rests, know that they are clever, and are with difficulty Another sits upon her foot; and while to be discriminated from those real heart-rending Their actions, lips, and speaking eyes unfold cases of distress that London almost daily exhibits Their various wishes, all she understands; to our view. No punishment is great enough for To these she gives a look, a word to those, these scoundrels ; not that the offence is so great Smiling or chiding, still in tender love. in itself, but because it adds and ministers to Such unto us is blissful Providence, that covetousness, that bardness of heart, which So o'er us watches, comforts, and provides ; furnishes us with an excuse, which we are all too Listening to all, assisting every one, rendy to make, of not giving once, lest we might

Withholding oft the favors we implore once be deceived.

But to create more earnest supplicationTo a man living on the shady side of life, whose And, while it seems a blessing to deny, poverty compels him to walk with his own feet, In the refusal grants us--HAPPINESS.

as ours.

A PLEA FOB. THE SKY-LARK, him; and then the fond wretch looks upwards and

warbles, and expects his mate! Is it possible to SKY-LARKS IN CAGES.

see and hear this desecration of instinct unmoved ? And yet we endure it every spring; and, more

over, we have our Society for Prevention of WE FEEL MORE THAN JUSTIFIED,-CALLED Cruelty to Animals ! UPON, to plead hard for the Sky-lark at this season.

Till within the last week, or so, thousands of fresh victims have been caught

NOTES ON THE WHITE SHARK. by the villainous trappers, and caged. Mated, and affectionately employed in building nests IN EARLY CHILDHOOD, we often associate for their expected young, they have after a curious ideas with that monster of the deep, long season of cold and misery just begun the shark; and if we turn our memory back to enjoy themselves, when a net closing over to days when cork floats and shot-bound them has suddenly separated them for ever lines formed the symbols of our childish from all they hold dear in the world. Paradise, our budding intellects would then

To imagine that these birds will sing, or startle at the least nibble, and draw thoughts that they can be “happy," would be ridicu- to the nursery-book wherein was depicted lous. Birds are not such fools--neither are that scourge of the ocean—the decimating their tender hearts made of such materials shark.

Whilst ours bend, theirs break. But when the form of manhood is full on, We are moved to pity, not unmingled those childish pleasures--exciting our simple with detestation, to see certain birds day by imaginations to indulge in horrible visionsday hung out of windows to make them soon vanish ; the fly rod is exchanged for the "sing "the sun scorching their heads, and tough ash stick, and we feel ourselves, after the wind sweeping through their cages in a season or two's practice, more lords over fitful gusts. Oh! the agony endured by those the finny tribe than any statesman could heralds of the sky, as they listen to the dis- wish to be: for the art is gentle. tant voices of their free brethren, mounting But to our purpose.

The matter with up to Heaven's gate ! Yet do their tender- wbich I am at present engaged, relates not hearted owners see no harm in confining to the rural sports of Britain, and savors them. “They are used to it!".

little of any claim in an act connected with We are quite aware that all we can say the government of this country. Small scope will avail nothing. Birds alas ! are a doomed there would be for litigation in my subject,

We are made happy by their suffer- even if there were any “ Fishery Laws” in ings! To show that we are not singular in vogue for the protection of sharks; my only this idea, we subjoin the remarks of a brother wish is that the shark may not form an overnaturalist (Broderip), who thus forcibly powering attachment to the cod and other speaks his mind :

fish of our coasts.

Our interest must now be concerned with Of all the unhallowed instances of bird incarceration (not excepting the stupid cruelty of shut- the deep sea waters, whose denizens in many ting up a robin in an aviary), the condemnation of parts are little known, and whose habits the skylark to perpetual imprisonment is surely must be very curious to those who can witthe most repugnant to every good feeling. The ness them. On our coasts the White Shark bird, whilst his happy brethren are carolling far (Squalus carcharius) is seldom met with, esup in the sky, as if they would storm Heaven it- pecially when full grown. It possibly follows self with their rush of 'song, just at the joyous shoals of fish during their migrations through

the St. George's Channel, Irish Sea, German When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear, Ocean, and English Channel ; but it appears is doomed to pine in some dingy street !

to know the value of deep waters, and instinct There, in a den with a solid wooden roof, warns it to give a wide berth to strangers, painted green outside, and white-glaring white for the creature only affords a random chance within, which in bitter mockery is called a sky- to be noticed by Naturalists. Dame Nature, lark's cage, he keeps moving his wretched wings, it would seem, teaches it to keep well out and beating his wings against the wires, panting to sea, and enables it to say good-bye to the for one-only one-upward flight into the free air. stuffing fraternity, commonly styled in these To delude him into the recollection that there are

“fast days” of knowledge · Taxidermists.' such places as the fields, which he is beginning to It does not follow that subjects which forget, they cut what they call a turf-a turf dried might have gratified the taste of a Buffon, up in the vicinity of this smoke-canopied Babel of would be by any means acceptable to the bricks, redolent of all its sooty abominations. This abominable lump of dirt is presented to the

man who labors for his daily rations ; espeskylark as a refreshment for his parched feet, long- cially to men of a maritime class, in which ing for the fresh morning dews.

are hardships innumerable, and accidents too Miserable as the winged creature is, he feels common. The lover of shark knowledge that there is something resenıbling grass under would often glory in a capture which involves



within its folds an incarcerated colony- an object which basked immediately under panic stricken, not only by imprisonment, the vessel's wake. With goggling eyes, he but by the existence of a foreign intruder at times looked listlessly about him. Then amongst them.

again would he cast a greedy and devouring Some weeks ago, a young White Shark glance at the dainty mouthful above him. was entrapped in a fishing-net several miles may mention that a cutter yacht (one of off the coast, opposite Workington, Cumber- which I at that time owned) has many land. The singular pull of the net, and its facilities for observing monsters who may violent motion when uplifted, caused con take a fancy to what seems a large bird above siderable excitement, doubtless. When the them; for as the vessel generally sits very load was hauled up, a rough-skinned, long-low in the water at the stern, your propinbodied creature presented itself, surrounded quity to an object near the water's surface by a mass of gasping haddocks, &c. The is very close when that object is nearly at fish:rman's most incorrigible enemy, com- the tail of the ship. The man on the watch monly called the “ Sea Devil,” when observed, very quietly withdrew, and reported that “a soon meets with his proper fate : he is des- shark was ‘astem of us." The intelligence patched and thrown overboard-thereby rapidly few through the ship, and every one causing one of the most hideous, though at was alive in looking over the stores in search the same time curious fishes, to be seldom of barbs and harpoons. seen by landsmen. But in this instance the

A joint of mutton, and strong hook hardy fellows looked again upon their foe, attached, were then lowered by means of a and finally decided that it no doubt was a rope of sufficient length; but our friend "curositie," and they brought the body home. glided under us, and we observed that fresh The local fishmongers, pronouncing it useful meat, only a few days before killed at for their service, the shark was destined to Stavanger, could not tempt him. We tried perform a journey inland; and after a fair scarlet-colored cloth; this too was useless, exhibition in the country markets, it was and could not fascinate the fish; for he soon purchased, and ultimately consigned to the left us, and many of the seamen believed stuffing process, namely, the embodiment of that he had paid a visit to another ship, somewire and tow.

where in the offing. We computed this The White Shark often grows to a pon- lit seemed to me to be between four and five

specimen to be about twenty feet long, and derous size, and is gigantic in proportions ; which is not the case with the Blue Shark feet across the head. Specimens have been seen upwards of twenty

One man there was on board pleased with feet long, and they seem to visit our northern this hasty termination to our pleasures, and seas; but few accounts, if any, appear

that was

a hand” (to use a common searecorded of the full grown White Shark phrase) who had been seriously ill, and was having been taken on the shores of Britain, several weeks slung in his hammock, on the I remember another circumstance which sick-list. Nearly all sailors possess superstioccurred to me some years ago, during a tious notions; this poor fellow was not an cruise on the coast of Norway and Sweden, exception, for his spirits rallied after the deand which, as it may not be altogether un- parture of a visitor who wanders through the interesting, I will here relate.

pathless seas-a tyrant of his element :The sea was calm, and the waves were

The dread of all who in the breeze unbroken; but a long, heavy, upheaving swell rolled our craft about under a flapping

Of tropic climes enjoy its cool

Life-giving air-soft listless ease, mainsail, in a breathless sky.

We were

The rock-formed bath, or swimming pool. some miles off the Naze of Norway. Any Perchance death comes, with open jaws, one who has experienced life at sea, can recal A victim bids adieu to shores the monotonous hour when a calm prevails. How much more blest! sad havoc's done, The eye finds relief there, only by occasion- One man is gone-the sea's alone ! ally gazing at the clear line of division on the Kencick.

C. W, R. horizon, where green and blue elements unite. During those silent hours of Nature'slethargy, the sea-bird seldom in its sluggish flight

A HINT ON WOOLNG. flaps the air around us; not even near the coast, nor when a fair view of a headland may

Some beauties are like the convolvulus, which be seen through the telescope. All around only shows its flower when the sun shines; but looks peaceful solemnity, and the only moving the sun of beauty is a gas-lustre. Should’st thou form seems the ever-rolling swell

, which gifts, nor by taking her to concerts, balls, theatres, jostles our cutter, and plays with it as the promenades, and other revelries, lest thou thereby serpent boa would round a toy rabbit.

give her a distaste for domestic life; remember In peaceful quiet such as this, a sailor, that the lap-dog, which has been accustomed to indolently leaning over the taffrail, discerned | luxurious feeding, despises porridge and milk.

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