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up to my mouth; while this elegant You're very good, sir,' answered Pegappeal to my organs of taste rendered gy; ye'll no find mine's the warst bara reference of the same kind imperative gain. But recollect this both of you,' on the part of Mrs. Peggy. I was now continued I, 'I will give no more than pretty much in the same dilemma, in three shillings the hundred; it is quite the decision of the comparative merits enough in all conscience.'-Three shilof an oyster, as Mr. Paris of old, when lings!' cried Mrs. Grizzel, putting her besieged by the three goddesses who hands in the mass of petticoats in which claimed the prize of beauty; and not to her pockets were enveloped; three make an invidious distinction between shillings'-ye's no get my oysters for my two friends, I took an oyster in three shillings the day.'-Three shileach hand from the rivals, and, had my lings, and the oysters sae scarce' ejamouth been large enough, or the capa- culated Mrs. Peggy. 'It may be enough city of my throat allowed, I should have for Grizzy Thamson's oysters, but ye's swallowed both at once to evince my ne'er get mine for that price.'— Very impartiality. I dispatched both in an well,' said I, 'I don't want them; I interval so short, however, that I am would rather not buy any;' and I turnunable at this moment to say which had ed to go away. Hear me come back, the priority in running the race into my Mr. Columbine,' exclaimed Grizzel; stomach; and to end the conference I I'll tak your siller for handsel, but said, in my gravest manner, 'I'll tell maun pit anither sixpence till't.'--Not you what I'll do, Grizzel: You offered, one farthing more,' replied I.— Weel, me your oysters first.-That's God's weel, a wilfu' man maun aye hae his truth, the cadie heard me,' said Grizzel. will,' said Grizzel, moralizing upon the -But Mr. Currantbush, ye gart me occasion. As mine's in your tankard promise to keep ye gude anes,' inter- ye may tak mine too,' said Peggy, rupted Mrs. Peggy. Haud your with a self-congratulatory smile; but tongue, ye haverel, and let the gentle- mind ye're awn me a shilling the - man speak,' said Mrs. Grizzel.-Go morn.' you clavering auld fool,' retorted Peggy, I ken as weel how to serve a gentleman as you.'

All this time I could not get in a word, and turned my head to the one side and to the other, as the calls on my attention were bandied about from side to side. But seeing little prospect of a speedy termination to the statement of the case, I again interposed. 'You offered me your oysters first, Grizzel; count me out half a hundred.'-'Half a hunder oysters!' said Grizzel, with a face in which astonishment was painted, -half a hunder oysters! Na, I winna affront your leddy by sending hame half a hunder oysters to your house. I winna affront ye, Mr. Columbine, whether ye pay me or no.'-Well, let it be a hundred then,' said I.— Yes, sir,' said Grizzel, her face assuming its wonted placability Yes, sir; Cadie! Isbel! -Is nae blind Isbel your cadie, Mr. Columbine?' And Peggy,' said I, turning to the other nymph, who during the latter part of the transaction looked disappointment personified, 'Peggy, I'll take a hundred from you likewise.'

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Blind Isbel got the oysters, and up stairs we went to the principal part of the market. At the top of the stair I was recognized by Kate Lugworm, who came to me with a face of importance, and in a half whisper said, 'I've gotten the cats the day for you, Mr. Combsbrush; there's just sax o' them; and the gudeman fought twa hours this mornin' before he could get them out o' the nets.-Ye'll no grudge me a shillin the piece for them. A shilling a piece for sea cats, Katherine; that is a great deal too much. I have often bought them for two pence.'- Ah, but sir, ye ken they're no to be had every day, and they're very destructionfu' to the nets. I've gotten half a crown for them before now frae Mr. Wilson and Mr. Neill the Naturals o' the Vermin Society in the College for specimens. But come and see them, and I'm sure ye'll no grudge the siller.' I went to the stand accordingly, and saw the ugly animals, which, however hideous in appearance, I beg to recommend to lovers of good eating. See sic beauties,' said Katherine; a loupin ; every

ane o' them will be three pund weight, and there's nae cats in the market the day but my ain. I'm sure after their heads are cuttit aff they'll mak a dish for a lord. As you have taken the trouble to offer them to me, Mrs. Katherine, said I, you know I am at a word, I shall give you two shillings for the half dozen.".

Our bargain was here interrupted by the arrival of a Frenchman, a little gentleman with 'spectacles on nose,' who, on surveying the fish on Katherine's table, exclaimed, Vat ugly devil! are dese poissons-fishes, dat is, I mane, goot voman? Poison, Sir!-Na, they re nae mair poison than ony fish in the market:-them that eats paddocks need na be fear'd for seacats, I think.But that cod's head ye're looking at, (for the Frenchman had fixed his eyes very knowingly upon this article, I'll gie you very cheap ye'll get it for saxpence.'-Mon Dieu! a sixpence for dat head of cod; dat is trop cher, my goot voman, ver much too dear; but I vill for de head give twopence; or if you give me dis tail along vid head, all in one bargain, den ver vell; I vill take for one penny more, dat is all.'-Weel, weel, tak them, an nae mair about it. Whare's your cadie, or hae you a clout?''Stop un little, my goot voman,' said the Frenchman, spreading a dirty pocket handkerchief, which he drew from a ridicule in his hand; 'stop un little time, my mistress, till I put de fish in dis ridicule;' and having finished stuffing the mutilated fragments of the cod-fish into the little basket, he paid his three-pence and went away,-not, however, without turning back several times to look at the dog-fish, and muttering as he went along, Vat ugly devil, dat poisson, ugly devil certaine

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'Now that man's awa, I'll tell you Mr. Combsbrush, ye's get the cats for three shillings,' said Katharine, and I'll gie you half a dozen o' thae flukes to the bargain.'No, no,' replied I,' that won't do, Katherine; I won't give more than two shillings-not one farthing. Eh, I canna tak that, sir; but mak it saxpence mair, and they're yours-it'll aye be a dram to

me.'-'No, can't do it; and I was proceeding along to another stall, as the only means of hastening the conclusion of the bargain. Mrs. Katherine allowed me to go so far, before calling me back, that I was more than half determined to return and take the fish at her own price, when her voice sounded like a bugle through the market, Hy, sir!-Hy, Mr. Combsbrush! ye're no gaun till leave me for a saxpence? Come here and tak the fishwe manna be ower hard.-Isbel, haud your basket.'-I returned again to the stall, having, as I conceived, gained my point; and Katherine was in the act of putting the cats in the basket upon the woman's shoulder, when I thought I perceived that she had changed the fish I saw on her table for smaller ones. As this is a common trick in the market, I made no secret of my suspicions, and taxed her roundly for the imposition. You are ower auld farrent, ma bonnie man, I see; ye'll scarcely let poor folk live now-a-days;' and upon my insisting for others, she produced out of a creel, where were some dozens of the same animals, the identical fish which she had exhibited on her table when I first accosted her.

Blind Isbel and I now proceeded to a stall opposite, where haddocks were the chief fish exposed to sale. A lady was at this time cheapening a few of them. 'I'll gie you a dizzen o' nice anes for twa shillings, mem.'—' Two shillings!' replied the lady; 'I would give you a shilling for them, provided they were new caught, but they don't, I think, seem very fresh.'- Fresh, mem! they were ta'en out o' the sea this mornin'; ye surely dinna ken caller fish when ye see them. Look at that,' said she, putting a slimy thumb in the opening of the gills, to shew their untarnished redness. The fish, notwithstanding the honest woman's asseverations, had certainly been kept a day or two, and were not just such haddocks as a connoisseur would have purchased. The lady looked doubtingly for a moment, and then having made up her mind, shook her head, and removed to another stall. My friend the fist wife, as she was retiring, began a

soliloquy, in which, (like many of my friends in the theatre when speaking aside,) she said, loud enough to be heard by the lady, 'Stinkin' fish!-go, that's a gude ane. I wish ye may be as caller yoursel.-Stinkin' haddies!lingle-tail'd jade, for a' your silks!—No fresh-clap a kail-blade to your ain end, ma leddy!'— You are in a monstrous passion to-day, Nelly,' said I; what's the matter?'- Naething at a' sir, but for folk comin' to the market that disna ken fish when they see them. They had better be playing their pianos at hame. I like best to deal wi' gentlemen. Come, see what ye're for the day, and I'll mak ye right :—are ye for a rawn fluke, or a nice maiden skate? -See what a beauty, I'm sure this ane's just a medicine. If ye want it ye'll get it for a shilling; I'm sure ye canna ca' that dear.'-'ll give you sixpence for the skate,' said I.-Saxpence-do you think I steal them? Thae's no fish ye're buyin-thae's men's lives! Saxpence for the haill skate, the broo o't will do ye a crown's worth o' gude. But ye'll maybe be wantin something mair, sae just tak it. I havena drawn a saxpence the day yet. Will ye no tak that turbot ? 'If ye're for a turbot, come to me,' said a laughing-faced woman at the next stall, and ye'll get your pick o' sax.' The choice of six turbots was not to be neglected, and I stept on a few paces. Ay, ay, gang your wa's,-she likes gentlemen, and can sell ye something else if ye want it.'-Haud your ill tongue, Tibby, there's naebody fashin wi' you;-your tongue's nae scandal; a' body kens that, answered Jenny Flukemouth. Truth's nae scandal,' replied Tibby; I was never catched at the back o' the houses as ye was, wi' Johnny Crabshell, anither woman's man; that's nae secret. Fy, for shame, ye light-headed taupy; ca' me a liar for that if ye dare,' said Tibby, challenging contradiction, and setting her arms akimbo, while her elbows and head were projected in defiance. 'I'm no ca in you ony thing that ye're no kent to be, ye randy woman that ye are. I never was carried hame in a cart frae the Fishwive's Causeway fu'; nor fell ower my ain creel at Jock's

Lodge, as some ither folk hae done, mind that,' said Jenny, cresting her head, and looking a triumph. And then addressing me said, 'See sic turbots, sir; I sell'd Bailie Mucklekite the neighbour o' this ane, for half-a-guinea, no a quarter o' an hour ago.' Tibby was pluck, however, and had determined not to give up the contest. Coming close up to her younger antagonist, in the attitude above described, and putting her very red weather-beaten face so close to Jenny's that their noses almost touched, she broke out like a torrent, 'Did ye say I was fou, ye limmer?-will ye tell me that again to my face, and I'll ring the mutch aff your head, ye-ye-impudence that you are. What I have said I'll no unsay for you: gang and mind your ain stand, and no mak a noise here,' said Jenny, with more command of temper. But Tibby, who seemed determined to provoke a quarrel, and whose fingers appeared only to want a reasonable excuse to fly at the head-dress of her antagonist, urged the dispute with increasing energy of speed. De'il be in ma feet gin I stir a step till I mak ye eat back your words, ye liein besom. Me fou!-whan was I seen fou, ye light-headed hizzie?—tell me that again if ye dare.'-Gang awa, and no provoke me,' said Jenny, pushing her gently aside by the shoulders; 'let's sell our fish first, and flyte after.' Tibby's wrath needed only this last attempt to raise it to the utmost pitch. Ye'll offer to shoot me, ye little-worth quean! -ye'll offer to lift your hand to ane that might be your mither!'—and she flew with open talons at the chequered handkerchief which, tied under the chin, forms the characteristic head-dress of the ladies of the Fish-market, and tore it off in an instant. Jenny, to recover her head appurtenance, instantly flew at the offender, and a struggle ensued, in which Jenny's strength seemed more than an overmatch for Tibby's modes of defence. Tibby retreated backwards, keeping her hold, and Jenny followed with dishevelled hair, both struggling till Mrs. Tibby reached the verge of a large tub full of dirty water, used in cleaning fish; and fishwomen no more than others being provided with eyes

at their backs, she tumbled fairly into will I give, and I must have a lobster the tub, and Jenny above her. to the bargain-I'll rather take my The immense package of petticoats chance of going round the market increasing her naturally not over-smallHoot, you'll surely mak it eight. See to that lobster, look at the rawn, its worth half a crown itself--but I'm out o' breath wi' that outrageous woman,' said Jenny. Only seven for the whole, Jenny, take or want."— Weel, I'll just take your bode; but mind ye re awin me a shilling,' said she putting the turbot and lobster into blind Isbel's basket. I now retreated from the scene of contest. Tibby, being relieved from her unpleasant situation with no small difficulty, by the assistance of two of her companions, was shaking her dripping vestments, and threatening vergeance. I'll mind you, my woman, whan we get to Fisheraw; ye're no done wi' this yet; I'll learn ye till use a woman that might be your mither in sic a way as this.'

shape, and the weight of her antago nist's person, pressed Tibby so closely into the tub, that she was as incapable of motion as if she had formed an integral part of it. Jenny now recovered her head-deckings, and having hastily adjusted them, came back to the sale of the turbot, amidst cries from her companions of "Weel done, Jennyweel done, my woman-gie the illtongued jade a good sousing in her ain dirty water. Every body has their failings, and ye're nae waur than anither That randy's put me a' throughither,' said she to me, and no to keep you langer waiting, ye sall get the choice of the turbots for eight shillings, sir,-No, Jenny, I'll give no more than seven,-not a penny more

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THE reception which the King has experienced in Ireland having created some curious speculations on both sides of the Channel, perhaps you would excuse a few remarks upon the subject, from one not altogether mystified by its exaggerations. That there was much of loyalty in the abstract, and much of sincere affection for the visitor personally, there can be no doubt; but that much of what appeared enthusiasm arose entirely from the workings of interest there is in my mind just as little. Before I advert more particularly to the immediate subject of this notice, some short retrospect is necessary, as well to shew why a British king, landing as a friend in Ireland, should have been in the native phrase "heartily welcome," as why that welcome should more particularly wait upon the reigning monarch.

Henry the Second was the first royal visitor of Ireland. Perhaps, until the present day, for visitor we should read invader. Invited over by the distress of one prince to punish the adulteries of another, he made the weakness of the first and the vices of the last the convenient threshold to his own ambi

tion. With, for that day, an imposing power, and an hypocrisy not less imposing, he marched onward from Waterford to Cashel, amid affected submis sion and extorted homage, and at last, in full assembly in the latter city, pleaded the authority of the infallible Adrian for his personal usurpation of the kingdom! The Irish, even then, priest -ridden, and pope-led as they were, had still some jealousy of ecclesiastical interference in their temporal concerns, and Adrian's bull met as little respect from the "Royal Roderic" of that day as Quarantotti's rescript did in our own time from the radicals of the Catholic convention. Thus was Henry, with the bull in one hand and the sword in other, obliged alternately to swindle his way through the country, until at last the Shannon waters and the wastes of Connaught obliged him to make Dublin, for the first time, the winter residence of a British monarch. There, surrounded by fanatics and impostors, whom he bribed to his purposes by the plunder of the people, he spent his Christmas, praying with priests and revelling with savages, and returned to England to mature his frauds upon the

hollow allegiance which he left behind him. The throat of Irish patriotism is hoarse lauding the princely grandeur, and lamenting the feudal magnificence upon which Henry intruded; and yet, strange to say, even in the proud metropolis of Milesian legitimacy, the "red branch knights" could afford him no better refuge against the snows of winter than "a mud edifice," made of twigs and briers rudely huddled together! After this authenticated fact, we should be little surprised if the Irish legitimates the genuine "O'Conors Don" of the twelfth century, disputed with Nebuchadnezzar the monopoly of running at grass, at least during the dog-days. The next visit was that of John, of Magna Charter memory. He staid three months in Ireland, during which time it was not stained by any military outrage. He was employed, however, in parcelling out those king's lands which the rapacity of his predecessors had usurped, and the boundaries which he established shew, that even then his regal dominion was both limited and uncertain. For many subsequent ages the British monarchs were too much occupied at home to afflict Ireland, otherwise than by deputed persecution; and her fields were alternately scorched and crimsoned, and depopulated, without even the consolation of a royal presence. At length, however, she received the master-pestilence. With the impiety of a bigot and the despotism of a republican, Cromwell came came to fire the castle with the embers of the church, and quench the altar's flame in the blood of its adorers. In August, 1650, he landed with a considerable military force in Dublin, and in a fortnight after commenced in the town of Drogheda a most frightful series of massacre and conflagration. War went before and famine followed him; his whole march might easily be tracked by its wake of extermination. With that blasphemous mixture of fanaticism and murder, which peculiarised the career of that bible-mouthed cut-throat, he persuaded his followers that they should model their treatment of the natives on that adopted towards the Canaanites in the time of Joshua! 2F ATHENEUM VOL. 10.

The devil quoted Scripture to his purpose; and indeed such a purpose was easily inculcated on such a fraternity. The ruthless system scarcely left, in three-fourths of Ireland, a solitary native to record and curse the inhumanity of his usurpation. All who professed the religion of their ancestors were driven into the wilds of Connaught, and a proclamation was issued, stating, that if after a certain day, any Irish Catholic, man, woman, or child, should be found in any other part of the kingdom, they might be legally put to death, without either charge or trial! This proclamation, involving, as it did, confiscation and banishment, was denominated by the usurper an act of grace, because it was his reluctant substitute for a previous plan of universal extermination. At the end of nearly four centuries Cromwell's progress is still discernible by the ruins it created. Yet strange to say, his successor and locum tenens, Ludlow, found but little advantage from the extirpations of his master-though he left almost a solitude, still it was not peace. Of Cromwell's, progress there were also some living land-marks, which one would have supposed the gratitude of Charles the Second would have obliterated. But gratitude was not the characteristic virtue of the Stuarts. The confiscation grant survived the donor-it flourished in all its vigour after the Restoration, and Cromwell's brigands have now risen into noble families, bloated by the forfeitures of not only disregarded but spoliated loyalty. Notwithstanding this, when fortune once more declared for the Stuarts, James the Second was received by the Irish as the prince of a people upon whom adversity only created an additional cilam. This was the first British king who did not approach them in all the pride and insolence of conquest. He came as a fugitive, and a fugitive he left them, having clearly established that it was his natural character. A bigot in religion, and a tyrant in power, he proved himself a calumniator in safety. After having betrayed the faithful, and abandoned the brave, he fled to France, and slandered at Versailles those whom he had deserted at

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