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tifying them excited in me; and I learned by experience, the colours of the roof,—the removal of the lower, and that it was better to dispense with superfluous things, the enlarging of the upper gallery. Suffice it to say, than to be unable to remain in the tranquil enjoyment of that the alterations, all of which were made not from any pleasure. The inhabitants of this city were polite, choice, but from necessity, are executed with plaio goed gentle, and obliging. I observed that they never spoke taste, and that the general appearance of the theatre, amongst themselves ; they read in each other's eyes all though not very showy or rich, is neat and comfortable. that they thought, just as one reads a book; and when As to the reduction of the prices, we are inclined to think they wished to hide their thoughts, they had only to shut the system will work well. The upper boxes are now their eyes. They carried me to a hall, where there was a good deal frequented ; and the pit and gallery are coma concert of perfumes ; for they unite perfumes, as we monly full. do sounds. A certain assemblage of perfumes, some In reference, however, to what has been changed and what powerful, others sweet, form a harmony which pleases has not been changed, whilst we approve generally, there the sense of smelling, as our concerts charm the ear, by are four things which we do not approve. Ist. The gas sounds sometimes loud, and sometimes soft.

lamps in front of the boxes are the same as formerly, and In this country the women govern the men : they are not in good taste. If gas is an intinitely superior light to decide lawsuits, they teach the sciences, and go to the that of a candle, why introduce it under the shape and wars. The men paint themselves; they remain at the symbol of the latter? The jet of gas in the lamps alluded toilette from morning till night; they spin, they sew, to is made to issue as if from a tallow, or perhaps a wax they work embroidery, and they dread being beaten by candle, and in each lamp there is only one candle. This their wives when they have not obeyed them. They say, looks poor; there is plenty of light, but the whole of it that formerly matters were conducted in a different seems to come from a dozen or eighteen candles, which is manner, but the men, served by the wishes, became so inconsistent and awkward. 2d. The new drop-scene is idle and ignorant, that the women were ashamed to allow full of faults. The piece of sculpture introduced in the themselves to be governed by them. They assembled to centre would of itself spoil it, being totally out of keeping repair the evils of the republic; they established schools, with the rest of the painting ; but besides, the New High to which the most talented persons of their sex resorted; School is terribly crowded, and the Castle Hill and Rock they disarmed their husbands, who asked no better than are not very like what they are in reality. It is a sbowy never to come to blows; they released them from deciding painting, but does not possess those bigher merits which on lawsuits, watched over the public order, established will bear examination. 3d. The new scenery, so far as laws, and caused them to be observed, and saved the has yet appeared, is of a limited and rather inferior decountry, of which the supineness and levity of the men scription. We only recollect four new scenes, and two of would certainly have occasioned the total ruin.

these are but coarsely executed. The same scene occurs far Aflicted by this spectacle, and fatigued with so many too often during the night, and is occasionally brought on fêtes and amusements, I concluded that the pleasures of to represent what it does not represent at all. Does this the senses, however varied, cannot give happiness. I left not look a little like that parsimony to which the mana. these regions, in appearance so delicious, and returning ger pleaded “ not guilty” in his introductory addrex? home, found in a temperate life, in moderate labour, in Cave, Gulielmus ! 4th. With one or two tritling excespure morals, and in the practice of virtue, that happiness tions, we remark no difference in what are called “ the and health which I failed to obtain when all appetites properties." Chairs, and tables, and sofas, and dishes, ef and wishes were at my own control.

a very shabby description, are still brought upon the stage. We saw, the other evening, an old greasy red cloch

covering a table, on which was placed one of the West.. THE EDINBURGH DRAMA.

worn-out inkstands we ever bebeld. Now, if we see that “ LET sleeping dogs lie,” is a good old proverb, but it greasy red cloth again we shall growl most lustily. Dres seems not to be considered as applicable to our case. not this too look like parsimony? yet Gulielmus says be After a short nap of a few months, we are once more is not parsimonious, and Gulielmus is an honourable recalled to the world at tbe very commencement of the man. wiuter season, and are expected to watch as of yore over With the new actors and actresses we are, on the all the interests of that rather queer-looking building whole, pretty well satisfied. Taking them en masztiz which stands at the north-east end of the North Bridge. the alterations are for the better, but there bas been be It is hard that we cannot be allowed to remain quiet when one addition of a very striking and triumphant character. we are quiet; but that we should be stirred up with the Miss Turpin is the acquisition of greatest consequence, long pole of editorial anxiety and public curiosity, and and the people from the Caledonian of least. We are forced, in spite of ourselves, to snap, and snarl, and growl, convinced that, in engaging them, Mr Murray sacrificed and show our teeth, instead of snoring down into the vale his own judgment to the vulgar clamour raised by a fer of years unenvied and unbated. But such is the inva- nincompoops, who know nothing about acting, and hate riable fate of genius ;-mankind are unwilling tbat it very obscure notions of what refined and elegant musią should not be exerted for their sakes, and the moment ought to be. We have no desire wbatever to persecute that it is so, every puny whipster affects to sneer, and to the poor people from the Caledonian, and it is with reluscurl up his contemptible epitome of a tail, in token of tance that we speak severely of them; but this we mas anger at the majestic animal who moves on unregardingly. say, that unless they very greatly improve, they will casi Often have we wished that we knew nothing of dra- an air of vulgarity over every opera performed this seasuli, matic matters whatever, for we are aware that we have and will do any thing rather than elevate the muskai made ourselves enemies for life by a few short sentences ; taste of the Edinburgh public. Horncastle, who will and at the best, we are respected, but not liked—feared, bave occasion frequently to sing with Miss Turpis, bis but not loved. It is our destiny, however; and as the vot a voice tbat suits hers in the least. His natural poor player struts his hour upon the stage, so must we tones are far too strong and husky, and his falsetto is, iuc strut out the time allotted to us for theatrical criticism, the most part, tinty and harsh. Besides, he posses** and then go down into the grave, and lie side by side little or no delicacy of modulation; and be sings with sa perhaps with a candle-snuffer or a call-boy.

little feeling or expression, that though he rather engu Well, here we are in the interior of the house again. the ear, he never once touches the beart. His acting and It is needless to say that it is well fitted up, and “ all that singing in the part of Captain Macheath, on the right na sort of thing." We have been sickened to death with which Miss Turpin made her d but, were about as a Dewspaper paragraphs about the levelling of the pit, and as could well be imagined. Reynoldson has a veicu the deepening of the stage, the facings of the boxes, and very limited compass, but it may be turned to account **

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me parts. Edmunds has a rich mellow voice, but his rigible. This drama is said to be the bandiwork of Mr yle is so thoroughly Caledonian, that it is difficult to W. Barrymore ; but as he bas not yet publicly owned it, sten to him with any pleasure. Miss Horncastle is be we presume he will now consider it wisest to remain ond the pile of criticism altogether.

silent. Passing from these " peculiar people," we find Waldron Shakspeare's “ Henry the Fourth,” in which Dowton's to play the first tragedy and comedy. He is very re-Falstaff' was most excellent, has been revived here, once pectable, but will be no means produce the same effect with Macready as Hotspur, and once with Wallack. 2 the male parts that Miss Jarman does in the female.

Both represented the fiery soldier with very considerable te is a quiet judicious actor, with a 'face and figure that ability, though extremely unlike each other; and the re by no means commanding, and a slight deficiency of whole play was marred by the etiquette, or whatever else nthusiasm and ardour. -Green, the comedian, is ex it was, which precluded those two gentlemen from playellent in half-and-half comedy, but not in the highest ing, Macready, Hotspur, and Wallack, the Prince of ind. He has all the enthusiasm that Waldron wants, Walós, as they were originally advertised. In conseod is in constant danger, vot of doing too little, but of quence of this punctilio, Frederick Vining was most inloing too much. His notions of elegance are not chaste judiciously made the young Plantagenet, whom, as might nough. He cannot stand still one of the great tests of have been expected, he rendered very unlike the royal 11 actor of genteel comedy.' Nevertheless, he is an agree- Harry of our iinmortal bard; whereas, his brother James, ible fellow, and though there is a je ne scai quoi about who would have both looked the character well, and iim, which prevents bim from being exactly the gentle played it respectably, ought most unquestionably to have nan, he always puts life and bustle into the scene, and been cast for it, and Frederick kept out of Sbakspeare one is glad to see him come upon the stage. He has and blank verse, equally for his own sake and that of his been said to be an Irishman in some of the newspapers, auditors, A Miss Huddart, erst of the Surrey, the but we believe this is a mistake.Mrs Pettingall is a

Coburg, and more recently of the provinces, is this evenclever, and rather a pretty little woman in the chamber- ing to essay Belvidera ; but, unlike some critics whom we maid line. She sings a good sony too, either grave or could name, we must see her before we report upon her gay.-- As far as we can yet judge, Bripdal, who has merits. come in Montague Stanley's place, is a better actor in Covent Garden's long-promised comedy of the “ Chancomedy than ever Stanley was. We have not time at cery Suit, or, Wanted, a Title,” is to be prodaced on present to speak of any of the old familiar faces; and Thursday next; and this evening, to the disgrace of the there are none of the other novelties worth mentioning, management, is to be brought out Ball's—we beg his except perhaps Miss Adelaide O'Bryan, who is a very pardon, Fitzball's—most stupid dramatic adaptation of third or fourth-rate dancer, after the fashion of the opera Cooper's “ Pilot.” Whilst our two great patent estagirls, and who appeared for a night or two in what was blishments are so exceedingly actively engaged in the called a petite ballet, but it was the most complete mock-crusade against the minors, it is certainly any thing but ery of a ballet ever witnessed. She is now more wisely fair thus to adopt a piece positively written for one of made to recreate the audience with a pas seul.

those said minors, and actually played at all of them. ' On Tuesday evening, a new farce was produced, called | The drama would, indeed, seem to be in its “ lowest “Perfection, or the Lady of Munster.” One or two of depth,” when a dog proves the chief attraction in the first the scenes are rather too lengthy, but on the whole it piece at Drury Lane, and Covent Garden borrows a is a lively and amusing afterpiece. Miss Jarman played worn-out absurdity from its inferior rivals ;--the simple the heroine with her usual animation and spirit—a spirit elucidation of such disgraceful conduct being, that T. P. which never flags. She was well supported by Murray, Cooke, having an engagement, must be made use of; and Stanley, Green, and Mrs Pettingall. Murray introduced the last scene of the defunct “ Blue Anchor” will do ad. the admirable ballad of “The Old Country Gentleman,” | mirably for the “ lee shore” scene with the “ Ariel” in to hear which alone it is worth while going to the theatre the “ Pilot” Such is a specimen of dramatic Machiaany evening.--Diverse are the remarks we have yet to velism. Miss Taylor has passed the ordeal of her first make, and numerous the sage apothegms we have to de- appearance, in Rosalind, most triumphantly.

She is, liver, but Troy Town was not built in a day ;-“bide a indeed, a very clever girl, and though not critically beau

Old Cerberus. tiful, yet "the mind, the music, breathing from her face,”

infinitely more than compensates for the absence of beauty. THE LONDON DRAMA.

As Quin said of, we believe, Mrs Abington, “she bas the true spirit in her."

SOMERSET. Regent's Park, London,

Monday, November 22, 1830. DRURY LANE's new melo-drama of the “ Conscript" is

ORIGINAL POETRY. certainly one of the worst of a very bad species ; and that the hissing was not quite powerful enough to limit its

A REMEMBERED HOUR. performance to a single representation, was a lenity by

It was not an hour of sadness, To means laudable. Cooper had a tolerable part, which

It was not an hour of mirth, he made the most of ; but the other principal performer,

But an hour of pure and holy feeling, the Dog, forgot himself sadly, and ran in all directions

More full of heaven than earth. bnt the right one. If it were likely to produce any good effect, we could be most eloquently wrathful at this pros We sat on a mountain side, titution of the Theatre of Garrick, and Siddons, and

As the golden evening fell; Kemble, to the exhibition of quadrupeds ; and that not We were only three, but we form'd a worldmerely in their proper place—if they ought even to have We had loved so long and so well. a place there at all-but in the first and principal piece

We were three, and yet we were one ; of the evening, with a farce and opera played afterwards,

For our hearts were like jewels set, atid terminating, perhaps nearly two hours after mid

All of the same high purity, night. Feeling assured, however, that it would be a

In one bright coronet. mere waste of much valuable and virtuous indignation to be at all angry on such a subject, we must even take The scene that before us lay whatever the managers provide for us, and be thankful ; Was simple, wild, and calm ; seeing that they consider themselves to be infallible, and And we felt its beauty steal experience has long since taught us that they are incor Upon our minds like balm.

wee.

AU will nothing thee Avail;
All the powers of earth shall fail
To relieve thee from the thought
Of the madness thou hast wrought,
Of the suffering thou hast given,
of the heart that thou hast riven,
Of the peace that thou hast slain,
Ne'er to be restored again !

Long time we gazing sat

In mute affection long,-
At length, far up among the hills,

We caught the shepherd's song.
So artless and so mournful

The strain fell on our ears,
My mother placed our hands in hers,

With eyes that shone in tears.
And he, my loved ! and I

A kindred feeling took,
And wept for very sympathy

To see my niother's look.
It was a strange and dreamy thing

To sit upon the hill,
And hear that distant melody

When all around was still.
The very forms beside me,

The faces dear and kind,
The streams, the trees, grew vision-like

To my fantastic mind.
O! many a year is wasted

By the idle and the vain,
In haunts of heartless pleasure,

Which is nought but gilded pain.
Ah! Happiness, the spirit !

Rules not the lordly seast,
But pours her light on quiet hearts

Who court her presence least.
That long calm hour of evening

I never can forget,
We pass'd upon the mountain side

When summer's sun had set.
It was not an hour of sadness,

It was not an hour of mirth;
But perchance it was the happiest hour
I am doom to know on earth.

GERTRUDE.

THE FALSE ONE.

By Laurence Macdonald. Distant, serer'd, though we be, Thou canst never all break free From that melancholy spell Now around thee, that shall dwell On thy brow, and in thy face, Showing some mysterious trace Of a soul not all at rest, As by secret thoughts oppress'd, As by sorrow none may know, As by something that will grow, Tinging all thy hours of joy With its poison and alloy ; And to burst that viewless chain, Hope not, or thy hope is vain! Quicker than the Arab steed, Winged like the lightning's speed, When thine eye shall flash along Countless images that throng To thy memory of the past, One shall haunt thee to the last ! Be the phantom of thy thought Nearest to thee when unsought, Disunited from thee-never ! Now about thee, and for ever. Thou mayest mingle with the throng, Take thy fill of dance and song, Go the giddy round of fashion, Where there is nor love nor passior, But a false affected show, Dizzy, dissipated, low,

ON THE FUNERAL OF A MILITARY FRIEND.

By John Malcolm.
False the lights on Glory's plume,

As fading hues of even.-MOORE
How strange!-Scarce one brief year hath past
Since on this spot I met him last,

In noon of manhood's day,
And now-Oh! what a change is here-
The burial-train-the early bier-
The muffled drum and dead-march drear-

The cold and coffin'd clay.
"Tis borne by Albyn's plaided goard ;
Her old “ Black Watch," with which he sbared

War's glory and its gloom.
The bonnet on the pall is placed,
His towering bead that lately graced,
And shaded with its sable erest,

And waving blood-red plume
Now, o'er the dark unconscious dead,
In cadence to the mourners' tread,

'Tis nodding to the tomb.
And by its side the broad claymore,
Whose shine erewhile was dimm'd in gore,

Ingloriously doth rest ;
That gleam'd upon Vimeira's shore,

And bleak Busaco's crest;
Flash'd o'er Ciudad Rodrigo's fall,
And many a breach'd and batter'd wall,

Where battle's brunt is borne,
Where, sweeping through destruction dire,
And swathed in thunder, gloom, and fire,
Within the deadly gap expire

They of the hope forlorn;
That shone o'er Albuera's slain,
And Talavera's carnaged plain,
Fuentes' field, and Burgos' rock,

And, drench'd with crimson dew,
Amid the last wild thundershock

Of war-on Waterloo !
He saw his friends around him fall
In battle--and survived them all.
He died—when Hope's fulfilment near,
Seem'd come to crown his red career
On laurels won to woo repose,
In guerdon of his wounds and woes,
And point, his native scenes among,
To coming years, that bright and long
Would gild the evening of his day,
And smile its clouds and cares away.
False dreams From perils 'scaped in vain,
He met the yellow pest of Spain,
Which left him but the life to come;'

From that far land, and, just when nigh
The very threshold of his home,

To lay him down and die.
Ah! thus—its tale of turmoil past
The life of storm is still’d at last,
Like cradled infaney to rest,
And down, wbere glory is a jest,
Slow sinks the coffin-falls the clay
Drops the curtain on the day-
And-by all on earth forsaken,

Resting at the final goal-
O'er the dead they cannot waken,

Thrice the volley'd thunders roll

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LITERARI'CRITICISM.

tish Highlands and their interesting inhabitants, there is

great lack of authentic information and dispassionate enThe Scottish Gaël; or, Celtic Manners, as preserved quiry regarding both, particularly the latter. The Celts

among the Highlanders. Being an Historical and have been so much the subject of extravagant panegyric Descriptive Account of the Inhabitants, Antiquities, and by one class of writers, as to provoke the equally unmeNatima! Peculiurities of Scotland, gc 8c. By James rited contempt and wanton hostility of another. The Logan, Fellow of the Society of Antiquaries of Scot. vanity of the Celts made them extremely unwilling to land. London. Smith, Eider, and Co. 1831. 2 relinquish any part of that arrogant claim of superiority vols. 8vo. Pp. 384 and 427.

over their Lowland countrymen, which they always

affected; while the pride of the Goths, justly indignant Tw.stady of national antiquities, though highly import- at such an assumption, made them equally unwilling to antand advantageous to the cause of literature, is generally admit the real merits of the Gaël, whom they pretended, attended with little of either reputation or emolument to regard as downright savages.". In this absurd contest, to the antiqnary himself. His labours are a perpetual truth was unmercifully sacrificed to prejudice.". Celtic drudgery. The subjects of his investigation are in their poetry, Celtic courage, Celtic dress, Celtic manners, and own nature little calculated to invite the attention of the Celtic language, were objects of panegyric or of blame, men of talents ; while the length of time, the minute not according to their own merits, but according to party examivation, and the laborious research, necessary to in prejudices. l'pon such subjects, it must be confessed, vestigate them with success, added to the unsatisfactory the Celts had the advantage in point of information; results to which, from want of sufficient data, even the the Lowlanders - were necessarily very imperfectly acmost careful enquiry will sometimes lend, and the scanty quaioted with the mamers, the traditions, the language, harvest of fame wbieh, even on the inost favourable and the history of the mountaineers ; but this was more sapposition, this study yields, recommend it still less' to than counterbalanced by the superior acuteness and lito-, those who are impatient to distinguish themselves in the rary qualifications of the Goths. Such advocates as John career of popular literature. Fortunate it is, that, amid (Land Buchanan, a coxcomb, who would scarcely have all these discouragements, there are men—and these, too, hesitated, in his pedantic enthusiasm for his native Highof no mean capacity--who seem to have a natural, disin- lands, to have placed the garden of Eden in the very' terested passion for such enquiries ; and who, without henrt of Lochaber, and to have, converted Adam's tigany discernible motive—at least any motive at all adequate leaves into a tartan philabeg, were ill qualified to bear to such a sncrificer-pursue their dry and apparently the rude encounter of Pinkerton, who, notwithstanding trivial investigations, with an ardour always unaccount. his inveterate prejudices, possessed the learning of an acable, and often not a little ridiculous, in the eyes of ordi- complished scholar, and the acuteness of a practised critie, nary men. We make ourselves merry at the expense, of together with extensive antiquarian krovýledge.? · The the unfortunate antiquary, when accident discovers one natural consequence of such inequality between the chamof those mistakes into which, from the character of his pions, is a 'pretty general opinión; especially ainong the peculiar strdies, he is so liable to fall; and even when we learned, that the pretensions of the Celts to any sort of are convinced that his discoveries are genuine, we are distinction, except as ignorant barbarians, is altogether, more apt to ridicule than sympathize with his enthusiasm unfounded. for, a paltry coin or other trifling relic of antiquity, as if Under such circumstances, a work like the present, it were a discovery of first-rate importance to the present 'written by a man of sense and moderation, who is conhappiness or future well-being of the whole human race. tent to substitute patient enquiry før angry declamation,' Yet, to the labours of the antiquary, jasignificant as their was absolutely necessary, aud is likely to be eminently results may appear in detail, almost every science' is useful to the cause of the Colts. ' Mi Logan is not altodeeply indebted. · Prom his stores, history draws largely, gether impartini, perhaps, but antiqnarian research is the md philosoplıy more largely still ; and the antiquary, best possible cotrective of enthusiasm ; and we must do amid the taunts and frequent disappointments to which oor author the justice to say, that if his opinions are his studies subject him, has the proud consciousness of someti ines questionable, his facts are often curious, someknowing that he is laying the foundation, and furnishing times new, and, in general, most satisfactorily substane rich materials, of many a splendid edibce. He con- tiated. We are not acquainted with any other work that

os himself to wash the sands and to labour in the mine, contains more extensive information on Scottish antiquiwhu. more fortunate workmen fashion the precious ore ties generally, and especially such as are more immeinto a thousand forms, which dazzle and delight man- diately connected with the history and language of the kind.' Sic 'vos non vobis mellificatis apes, is a motto Gaël, than tlie'volumes now before 'us. Thoy are evisingularly appropriate to all antiquarian societies. dently the result of careful and varied research, and

We have been tempted to offer these general remarks patient investigation. Dr M-Pherson's Dissertation is as an introduction to our notice of Mr Logan's “ Scot the only work upon the same subject, which we can think tish Gaël," a work of which we have been favoared with of comparing with the present, in point of literary excelan early perusal, and of which we are disposed to speak lence; but Mr Logau's plan is much more comprehensive in terms of very decided praise. Although much has than M‘Pherson's ;---it embraces a greater variety of sub. been written, particularly of late years, about tho Scot-jects, wd is less exclusively classical in its authorities.

at

HIGHLAND FIDELITY.

GILLIES MACBAXE AT CULLODEN.

It is enriched with upwards of sixty embellishments, Hewn down, but still battling, thou sank'st on the illustrative of Celtic antiquities, froin drawings by Mr

groundLogan himself. These are very neatly executed, and they

Thy plaid was one gore, and thy breast was one wound;

Thirteen of thy foes by thy right hand were slain ; are bighly useful, as well as ornamental.

Oh! would they were thousands, for Gillies Macbane ! Of a work like this, affecting to describe all that can be known of a whole people, in regard to their origin, Oh! loud, and long heard, shall thy coronach be; language, arts, science, domestic habits, and foreign rela And high o'er the heather thy cairn we shall see ; tions, it cannot be expected that we should give more And deep in all bosoms thy name shall remain, than a very general notice. The description of the an But deepest in mine, dearest Gillies Macbane! cient Celts, extracted from the writings of Cæsar, Florus, Ammianus Marcellinus, Tacitus, &c., though not the

And daily the eyes of thy brave boy before least valuable part of the work, is to us the least interest

Shall thy plaid be unfolded, unsheathed thy claymore;

And the white rose sball bloom on his bonnet again, ing, as it contains little which we have not already met

Should he prove the true son of my Gillies Macoane !** with, either in the originals, or in the extracts of more modern writers. It was, however, necessary to the com

The devoted attachment of Highlanders to their chiefs pleteness of the author's view. He is much more interest: is well known. The ties of real or supposed kindred ing when he descends to the peculiar dress, arms, and between the meanest clansman and the head of the elan, manners of the Scottish Gaël. In our own opinion, he joined to the absolute dependence of the former upon the has triumphantly vindicated the antiquity of that interest- latter, were strongly calculated to excite and cherish this ing (a Highlander would have said graceful) portion of feeling. The history of the Gaël abounds with such dress the kilt. His arguments in support of Ossian instances of attachment as the following: will perhaps be thought less satisfactory, but he has least, made out a plausible case for the old blind bard. At Glenshiels, in 1719, Munro of Culcairn was wound. But it is time that we should lay before our readers a ed in the thigh, and the rebels continued to fire on him when few extracts from the work itself, that they may be able down. Finding their determination to kill him, he desired to judge of its spirit; premising, at the same time, in his servant to get out of the way, and return home, to in

form his father that he had not misbehaved. The faithful justice to Mr Logan, that it is not so much in striking Highlander burst into tears, and, refusing to leave his mas passages, as in its combined mass of information, that the ter, threw himself down, and, covering the body of his chief merit of his work consists. The following anecdote, and with his own, received several wounds, and in all probathe verses which commemorate the heroism of Gillies bility both lives would have been lost, if one of the clan, Macbane, deserve transcription :

who commanded a party, had not seen their perilous sitaation. He swore on his dirk he would dislodge the enemy,

and, by a desperate charge in the spirit of the oath, he did “ In the disordered retreat at Culloden, an English so. cavalry officer advanced in front of his regiment to catch We are apt to be much amused with the pompous one of the flying Highlanders who had come rather close to etiquette of small Italian and German courts ; such, for the line. The fellow quickly brought him down with his instance, as that of the sovereign of Liechtenstein, whose broadsword, and having dispatched him, he deliberately stopped to take his watch, in front of a whole squadron of entire principality, in regard to population, falls somewhat the enemy. In that disastrous battle, the heroism of Gillies short of the good town of Musselburgh, but who neverMacbane was most eminentiy displayed, and worthy of a theless must have his officers of state, with as high better fate. This gentleman was major of the regiment of sounding titles as if he were Czar of Muscovy. The HighClan M‘Intosh ; and when the Argyle militia broke down and chief was not less particular in this respect than the the park wall, which enabled them to attack the Highland, proudest Goth that ever drank black beer, or traced his ers in flank, the brave Gillies stationed himself at the gap, family to the blood royal of Decebalus. The regular and as the enemy entered, they severely suffered from the establishment of a chief consisted of the following indiirresistible strokes of his claymore. As John Breach MacDonald, who stood beside him, expressed it, he mowed viduals : them down like dockins.' At last, finding himself opposed singly to a whole troop, he set his back to the wall, and

“ The Gille-corse, or hanch man, who closely attended defended himself with the fierceness of desperation, keeping the person of his chief, and stood behind him at table. the enemy long at bay, and killing an almost incredible number. Some officers, admiring his valour, endeavoured

« The Bladair, or spokesman,

“ The Bard, to save his life, but poor Gillies fell where he had slain thirteen of his foes. According to some accounts, the

« The Piobaire, or piper, number was much greater. A descendant of this brave

“ The Gille-piobaire, the piper's servant, who carried his

instrument. man, who has lost a leg, l'esides at Chelsea, and is remarkable for his fine stature and proportion. The following

“ The Gille-more, who carried the chief's broadsword. verses are said to be from the pen of Lord Byron ;

“ The Gille-casfluich, who carried him, when on foot, over the rivers,

“The Gille-comhstraitham, who led his horse in rough

and dangerous paths. “The clouds may pour down on Culloden's red plain, « The Gille-trusareis, or baggage-man. But the waters shall flow o'er its crimson in vain;

« The Gille-ruithe, or running footman, was also an $cFor their drops shall seem few to the tears for the slain, casional attendant. But mine are for thee, my brave Gillies Macbane! “ Besides these, he was generally accompanied by several

gentlemen, who were near relations; and a number of the Though thy cause was the cause of the injured and brave, commoners followed him, and partook of the cheer, wbich Though thy death was the hero's, and glorious thy grave, was always provided by the person to whom a visit was With thy dead foes around thee, piled high on the plaini, paid. These large followings, or tails, occasioned an act of My sad heart bleeds o'er thee, iny Gillies Macbane! council to be passed, probibiting the northern lairds from

appearing at Edinburgh with so formidable and inconve- I How the horse and the horseman thy single hand slew! nient a retinue. The tails of the Highland chiefs were, But what could the mightiest single arm do?

however, sufliciently imposing on occasion of his Majesty's A hundred like thee might the battle regain,

late visit to Dunedin." But cold are thy hand and heart, Gillies Macbine!

Our next extract is a quotation from Barclay's Coatra

Monarchomacus ; it is the description of a great HighWith thy back to the wall, and thy breast to the targe, Full flash'd thy claymore in the face of their charge ;

land hunting match : 'The blood of their boldest that barren turf stain ;

A ROYAL HUNTING MATCH. But, alas ! thine is reddest there, Gillies Macbane ! “ In the year 1563, the Earl of Athol, a prince of the

THE ATTENDANTS OF A HIGHLAND CHIEF.

GILLIES MACBANE.

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