9. At Beverly, of typhus fever, Lieut-General Cheney.

10. At his house in Newman-street, Benjamin West, Esq. President of the Royal Academy, at the advanced age of 82 years. This distinguished artist was born at Springfield, in Chester, county of Pennsylvania, on the 10th of October 1738-his parents were Quakers. At a very early age he displayed the germ of those great talents as an artist, which afterwards placed him in so elevated a station in life. Through the patronage of some American gentlemen, among whom was, we believe, the late Mr Laurence, who became afterwards a distinguished actor in the American Revolution, Mr West was sent, when he was about sixteen years of age, to Italy, where he cultivated his taste with an enthusiasm that at one period was nearly fatal to his health, by an intense study of the great works of the old masters, which then filled the Roman, Venetian, Florentine, and Bolognese schools. At Rome Mr West attracted particular attention, and was patronised in that city by a number of English gentlemen of rank. It is nearly sixty years ago since Mr West first arrived in England:-he was an early member of the Academy of Arts in St Martin's-lane, and one of the first members of the present Royal Academy. Mr West succeeded the late Mr Barry, as President of the Academy. His characteristic mildness to the students, his kind and considerate attention to all who approached him, for that information which no man was more capable of diffusing, will long endear his memory to our rising artists. There never lived a more industrious artist than Mr West. He painted upwards of 3000 pictures, many of them of very large dimensions. Our late venerable Sovereign honoured him with his patronage and friendship, and employed him at Windsor upon many works, which will long perpetuate his fame. His historical pictures are to be found in many of the principal collections in Europe and America. Several of his best are in the royal collection at Buckinghamhouse; and the venerable artist retained in his own gallery many of great value. His last great works, dedicated to the diffusion of moral and religious sentiment, and in the application of his talents to such noble purposes he was never excelled, are, Christ Healing the Sick, and the two magnificent works now in the exhibition at Pall-mall. In his manners and deportment Mr West was peculiarly mild and unassuming, and retained to the last the primitive habits and simplicity of character which mark the respectable sect to which his parents belonged. He was well known to the artists of the Continent, and was a member of all the academies of art in Europe. He retained his faculties to the last, though his state of health was of late so feeble that he could not move without assistance. West has left two sons, on whom his property will devolve. This principally consists of numerous works from his own pencil, and some choice specimens of the old masters, particularly of Titian; the whole valued at upwards of £100,000.

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10. At Torwoodlee, Mrs Pringle of Torwoodlee. At Glennan, Mary, eldest daughter of the late Duncan Macdougall, Esq. Ardintrive.

At his house, Leith-walk, James Peat, Esq. collector of excise.

11. At Edinburgh, Mrs Helen Butter, widow of Mungo Fleming, Esq. Prince's-street.

-At her house, in Charlotte-square, Edinburgh, Mrs Balfour, widow of John Balfour, Esq. of Balbirny.

-At Edinburgh, Alex. Paterson, Esq. youngest son of Lieut.-Colonel Thomas Paterson, late of the 22d light dragoons.

At Braehouse, Edinburgh, William Butter, Esq. aged 92.

12. Suddenly, at Dalwhinnie, near Blair Athol, where he had halted on his way to his country seat in the Highlands, Sir Alexander Mackenzie, well known for his adventurous journies in the deserts of North America.

-At Portobello, Mrs Susanna Harries, wife of Captain Pierie, R.N.

At Easter Moffat, Miss Jane Waddell of Easter Moffat.

13. At Dalkeith, George Dickson Wilson, youngest son of Mr Alexander Wilson.

At Paisley, Mrs Campbell, wife of Alexander Campbell, Esq. sheriff-substitute of Paisley. -At Maxwelltown, Miss Ann Maxwell of Carruchan.

-At London, Mary, the only and beloved daughter of Allan Cunningham.

15. At Kirkcudbright, Sarah, wife of William Mure, Esq. of Twynholm-mains.

In Sloane-street, London, General Walker, royal artillery.

16. At Edinburgh, Sarah Norcott, spouse of W. Maule, Esq.

-In Queen-street, Edinburgh, Miss Grame Hepburne, youngest daughter of the late Col. Rickart Hepburne of Rickarton.

At Prince's-street, Edinburgh, Edmond Livingston, Esq. aged 89.

-At his father's house, in Leith, Hugh Waters, aged 20.

17. At Davidstone, Miss Calder of Davidstone. 18. At St John's-hill, Edinburgh, Isabella, youngest daughter of Mr Edward Robertson, in the 10th year of her age.

-In Cleveland-row, St James's, London, Maj. Gen. Hamilton, colonel of the royal waggon train. 19. At Edinburgh, at the early age of 18, Francis Alexander Gatherer, third son of John Gatherer, Esq. surveyor of taxes for Banffshire.

20. At Edinburgh, at the house of her nephew, the Rev. Dr Meiklejohn, Mrs Margaret Cree, eldest surviving daughter of the late Hugh Cree, Esq. of Saline-shaw.

-At his house, Grassmarket, Edinburgh, Mr William Fife, upwards of 80 years of age.

Lately-At his brother's house, in Leith, Mr W. Armstrong, aged 32.

-At Connatore, near Madras, whither he was journeying to embark for England, after one day's illness of a cholera morbus, Major David Carstairs, of the 8th regiment of native infantry.

Suddenly at Paris, Lady Courtenay Chiches ter. She was the wife of Mr Blunt, an English gentleman of respectability. In consequence of her coach having been overturned, she took a hackney-coach to pay a visit to some of her friends; and on leaving it she fell down dead, supposed to be from the effects of the fright.

-At Bath, in her 86th year, the relict of Dean Ogle, and mother of the late Mrs R. B. Sheridan. -At his house in Great George-street, Westminster, John Hosier, Esq. aged 67.

-At London, John Grant, Esq. of Wallibon, in the parish of St Vincent.

-At Blackheath, R. Scott, Esq. of Shincliff-hall. - At Auchterarder, George Hume, vintner there, aged 64.

Mr Edward Smith of Spilsby, in Lincolnshire, one of the most singular characters in the kingdom, in the 75th year of his age. Until within a few years, it was his constant practice to ride on a bull, and instead of smoking tobacco he had his hay salted, and smoked it instead of that plant. By his will he directed that his body should be carried to the grave by poor men, who were to be paid 5s. each: That the funeral should take place early in the morning; and that none of his relatives or friends should attend, or any mourning be worn by them on his account, under a forfeiture of their respective legacies.

-At Maismore, near Gloucester, John Rogers, at the advanced age of 107 years. He had lived in five reigns, and enjoyed good bodily health till within about a year of his death.

At Hampstead, the Hon. John Dimsdale, Baron of the Russian empire, in the 75d year of his age.

At Rome, sister Fortunee Gioncarelli, of the Ursuline order, in the 109th year of her age, and 74th of her residence in the convent.

-At Budie-house, of the scarlet fever, Margaret Isabella Smith, eldest daughter of G. Smith, Esq. -At Bath, the Rev. T. Haweis, LL. D. and M.D. in his 87th year. He was the father of the Missionary Society, and the mission to the islands in the Pacific Ocean originated with him.

Yes, 'mid yon angry and destroying signs, O'er us the rainbow of thy mercy shines, We hail, we bless the covenant of its beam, Almighty to avenge, Almightiest to redeem!

Such is the conclusion of the Fall of Jerusalem-by far the most soaring

flight that Mr Milman has ever hith

erto sustained. As a master of the high, serene, antique flow of lyrical declamation, we are free to say, that we consider him as far superior to any living poet; and he should profit by his past experience, by devoting himself more to the rare path in which nature seems to have offered him success so pre-eminent. With regard to the drama, much as we admire Mr Milman's genius, we cannot say that we entertain for him any so very sanguine expectations. He is a poet highly refined, and sometimes his conceptions are profound; but he has not as yet exhibited any proof of that noble reliance on the simplicity of natural associations, without which we cannot hope to see the slumbering spirit of the British stage bidden from its lethargy.

of his dialogue, the language is rather Throughout the whole elaborately poetical, and artificially moulded, than inspired by the immediate feelings and impulses of the passing scene. To qualify, in some measure, these remarks, it should, however, be held in remembrance, that the sacredness and dignity of the subject may perhaps have acted, in the present instance, as a species of more than common restraint on the flow of the poet's imagination-still more of his language. With every deduction the rigour of criticism can make, there still remains abundance of praise, which no one can refuse to this performance. The highest compliment to the genius of the author is to be found, not in the admiration excited by any particular passage, but in impression which the whole tenor of the deep gravity and grandeur of the the poem is calculated to produce. The Terror and the Pity which agitate the mind throughout the earlier parts of the drama are subdued and softened, in the closing scene, into a profound repose of humility and Christian confidence; and he that lays down the volume will confess, that Mr Milman has, in the first fruits of his genius, offered a noble sacrifice at the altar to whose service he has devoted his life.

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habit in which he was clad, and, rejoicing mightily in having so unexpectedly found that which he most desired, equipped himself speedily in those splendid arms, which fitted his person so exactly, that they appeared to have been just fashioned, by some master taylor, for his express use; as, indeed, true it was that the infernal artificer had so prepared them. He then sprang into the saddle right-gladly, and rode off as fast as the willing charger would carry him, with nothing to check his hilarity but the apprehension of meeting, on his way, with the true owner. This apprehension gradually died away, as league after league vanished with unequalled rapidity, from behind his tread-nor was he able, in the swiftness of his course, to keep any reckoning of the distance measured by him, until, to his unutterable astonishment, he found himself, at night-fall, before the gates of the town of Bourges, in Berry, having traversed, since morning, a space which it would have taken any but an infernal courser a week to perform. He entered the town, and alighted at an hostelry, where he commanded a good supper to be set before him, which he ate with exceed ing good appetite. It chanced that he was waited on, at his meal, by a daughter of mine host, a very comely damsel, whose charms made such an impression on the senses of this car nal-minded apostate, that he set about devising how he might render them subservient to his dishonest pleasure. As soon as supper was ended, he therefore sent for mine host, and began to lay before him certain proposals of such a nature as to offend even the avaricious spirit of him to whom they were addressed, and to draw from him an indignant refusal. He then changed his tone, and offered marriage, which was, in like manner, resisted, until his ungoverned concupiscence, suborning all the suggestions of human prudence, as it had before stifled all remaining sense of religion, he displayed, to his greedy eyes, all the treasures of his purse and portmanteau, the sight of which finally wrought such a change in the sentiments of the astonished inspector, as to overcome all the repugnance he felt at the thoughts of delivering his beloved daughter to the arms of a stranger, insomuch that he exclaimed in

rapture, he might win her and wear her as it listed him. The damsel's consent to become the bride of so rich and honourable a cavalier was gained with greater facility; and suitable arrangements being made for the succeeding nuptials, a chamber was prepared forthwith, to which the false monk retired with his mistress, little loath to indulge him in anticipating the sanction of a solemnity she knew not how ineffectual.

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It was already past midnight, when the devil, who had assumed the likeness of a horse to hurry the wretched Bernardin to his destruction, put on the human form for the purpose of accomplishing his work, and disturbed the slumbers of mine host (but not the repose of the lovers) by a loud and impetuous knocking at the door of the hostelry; which being at length opened by the landlord, he was immediately interrogated by the unwelcome visitor, whether it indeed was true that he had, the evening before, given his daughter in marriage to a stranger? mine host answered in the affirmative, whereto his new guest rejoined, blessed day's work hast thou done, friend, with this marriage-seeing that thy most honourable son-inlaw hath deceived thee, and betrayed and ruined thy daughter; he being one of a religious order, and incapable of contracting marriage in any manner whatsoever; whereby he hath done thee a grievous injury, in despoiling the damsel of her chastity, under false pretences. Weigh well, therefore, the consequences of this rash deed, and resolve within thyself not to endure the so great contumely, which hath been thus cast upon thy name and household, by a miserable apostate, who hath broke away from his cloister, and robbed a worshipful knight of his horse and armour, together with a considerable sum of money, and now proposes to do the like to thyself, and to murder thee, and take all that thou hast, and carry away thy daughter, whom, after ha ving satiated his carnal appetite, he will complete the measure of his villanies, by putting in like manner to death. Follow, then, my counsel, which I give thee as a friend, and one who knows thee to be a man of worthi. Go up softly into the chamber, where he is now lying in bed with thy daughter, and where thou wilt dis