to

in an Artist's Studio. The Drury Lane affair is so dis- make them; and Miss Forsyth waddled on and off the jointed, that no one scene has the slightest councxion with stage " like a duck round a daisy dear." All this of either its successor or predecessor ; which very gratuitoas course pleased the Olympians, who this night ruled the absurdity is happily avoided at Covent Garden. In fine, roast-possessed the house as completely as ever their then, the result of our most impartial and unbiassed heathen prototypes, the pale-mouthed prophets of Delphi. judgment resolves itself into this : "take it for all in all," Looking to the pit, we saw one hero, with upwrinkled the latter theatre has by far the best pantomime. Still, brow, and gaping mouth, grinning grim ecstasy. Lookeach has merits peculiar to itself; and, as our critical ing to the upper story, we saw a round greasy face, firm. award may perchance be questioned, we most earnestly ly propped upon a couple of " waly neives," pressing in recommend all our friends who visit our metropolis, to utter absorption upon the rail in front of the gallery. visit both theatres also, and then judge for themselves. The close of every rounded and thundering sentence,

Of the minors—which, by the by, are increasing so ra- drew down a peal of applause in one corner, reverberated pidly, that they must: speedily become majors, as they as it was dying away in another, taken up in a third, will very soon be twenty-one ! ---of the minors we can say and exhaling its dying music amid loud cries of silence, only, that they have all most attractive bills, containing which only marred what they were meant to make. most magniloquent announcements; and their philosophy The performance was worthy of the audience, and actors must be made of sterner stuff" than ours used to be, and spectators seemed on equally good terms with them. ivhich cantresist such manifold temptations. Our bene- selves and each other. volent intention to immortalize them in the EdinbuRGH “ Cramond Brig” passed over in dumb show, and at LITERARY JOURNAL, must, however, for the present be last came the Pantomime—the best we have seen for deferred, since we can in this number only console them many years. There is Sinbad the sailor, and the Old Man with the assurance, that they are not forgotten by of the Sea upon his neck and there is the most ineffabk du Ya'

Peregrine Somerset. beast that ever wore a long tail and a monstrous head,

danced a cotillon, and got drunk and there is Miss viuriu.

Fairbrother, with our old acquaintance ber nankeen peTHE EDINBURGH DRAMA.

lisse--and there is Power, as great in a head as he was ** HANSEL MONDAY, 1832, is an evening which ought to last year in the other extremity. Here we are at the live for ever in the annals of the Edinburgh Theatre. end of our paper, with scarce a line to do justice to the Such a rumpus ! There was no audience-not above half. self-possessed kpavery of the clown, or his Paganini-like a-dozen of us, stray sheep who had got tired of the festal bowing—to the magic head attracting the sausages, as board, and dropped in, not knowing how to dispose of the loadstone mountain did ships, and engulfing them ourselves. The rest of the house-stage, pit, boxes up like Corrievraken--to the robbery of the bustle, making per and under, and both galleries were crammed with some ladies look grave and others laugh-to the advenperformers, all of them topping their parts. But let us tures on the ice, or Sir Exquisite Faddle's fiery trials, go orderly to work.

-Reader, if you do not go and see “ Harlequin SinWe dropped in—as we have already intimated-after bad,” you are a fool for your pains.-Verb. Sap. a good-natured Paul Pry sort of a fashion, intending to spy

ALFRED the nakedness of the land, and departmor perhaps to stay, if we found an agreeable neighbour, with whom we could compare notes occasionally. Once in, cart-ropes could not

ORIGINAL POETRY. bave drawn us out again. It was "the scene of frequent mirth," and yet bow changed! The Pantheon converted (as we once remember it to have been) into a political

HUGO AND ADELGITHA. assembly--St Stephen's after the Reform Bil has been

By R. Shelton Mackenzie. carried--a magnificent private dwelling changed into a hotel—these are trifles. The denizens of the upper boxes “ Fly on, my bark !" Sir Hugo cried, " and waft me crowded the lower. The pit was choked up with inmates

o'er the seas, of the two-shilling gallery. That seat of enjoyment was And spread her sails, my trnsty men, to catch the rising also crammed, and bad overflowed into the upper boxes. breeze; The gods occupied their own habitation, and filled the Tor I would feet-as lightning's flash-across the Ocean's slips. From every quarter of the house came the deep brine, hum af happiness. The elbows of the fiddlers were in And bid a long and last farewell to holy Palestine!" rapid motion, but not a squeak was to be heard. A young imp sat perched on the capital of one of the antæ ia front and quickly flew the boanding barkas lies the winged of the stage, dangling his heels over the proscenium, wa- wind, ving his bonnet, and cheering to one of the sooty cherubs And soon she left the lessening shore a weary space beof Olympus. * Owre wi' him! Owre wi' him!" was no new sound to, us; but our blood ran chill when we And like an eagle homeward bound, at the decine of saw a pair of heels protruded over the ledge of the gal- daylery, and the inhabitants of the pit gazing upwards in Sped on--as if in pride of soul- her solitary way. mute, awe-struck expectation of what was coming. Pro. ceedings were luckily stopped by the rising of the drop- Yet, all too slowly for his hope, that stately vessel flen scene to exhibit the last act of “ Douglas."

For Hugo panted to behold the eyes of cloudless blue, “ Hushmush !" “ Order, order !" "Sit down!” “ Hats Whose witching beauty won his heart in youth's į off in front !" “ Hush-sh!"-it was like the distant matin hour, lashing of waves on the shore, after the tempest is over. When on him Adelgitha smiled—a breathing passion Terpan appeared as Young Norval, and felt himself quite flower! at home amid the bustle. It formed a nice apology for routing in the whispering“ stilly” soliloquy with which the memory of the Past rush'd on, and mingled with th the act opens, like what our Southlanders call a bill-stirk.

gleams Mrs Stanley wbined like the “ sixteen short howls not of sunny Hope the Future cast across his waking dreams over-loud” of the mastiff-bitch in Cristabelle. Pritchard And bright-eyed Promise smiling camemali garmente banged his sword upon the stage, like the rattling of in lightA pollo's quiver when he descends to punish the Greeks. At whose gay glance pale Fear shrank back, and veidi Bevan looked inexpressibles better than our tailor can himself in night.

hind;

eyes. ! !

thee;

Still swiftly, swiftly flew the bark- as if instinct with A star, a breathing star, to light earth's midnight of life

decay, Like valour spurring onward for the onset of the strife By which my bark of life would steer its dark, uncertain Like breeze-born clouds that fleetly pass along a sum

way. mer sky,

“I thought of thee when banners waved in the red Forming fantastic domes, and shrines, and palaces on

battle's tide, high.

When serried hosts for death had met,-when victory's But for his heart, his hopes, his love, too slowly did she

glad voice cried ; fly,

Thy memory nerved my heart to deeds of valour's bright Shadows will cast their glooms upon the brightest, sun

emprise niest sky,

I sought not praise I only sought for favour in thine And thus they darkled o'er that form of beauty, which had shone

“ In every daydream of the heart my soaring fancy His cynosure, through care or joy--bis own beloved one. nursed, They near'd at length—his toils were o'er—for Albion's When passion-glances darted full from eyes of dazzling

Thine image ever was enshrined—the fairest and the first; cliffs were seen,

light, White as the snowy wing of Hope, ere sorrows intervene : They flew by me, unheeded allo for thine were in my On flew the bark—the breakers roar'd, heaving her to

sight. and fro, While the chafed rocks flung feathery foam, like troubled “ In victory's pride, in danger's hour, in sadness, or in wreaths of snow.

glee,

My heart still kept untouch'd and sole, sweet memory of Sir Hugo plunged into the tide, all heedless of its roar, And, battling with the giant waves, soon reached the I thought of thee in ball and bower, while smiling Beauty wish'd-for shore;

led, Then, bounding on his eager barb, like a quick thought I come to claim thee all mine own. I find thee of the he sped,

Dend !"

vil Soon reach'd his feudal towers, but there--the silence of He gazed upon the bier a while, and bitter feelings came, the dead!

That, like a stemless current, rush'd, and sear'd his heart Was this the welcome to his home this silence cold and to flame; dull ?

He bow'd his head in wild despair-gave one last kissWhere was his spirit-star of love-his own, his beautiful ? and then Her longing ear should recognise her faithful lover's tread; Rush'd from his home, nor ever saw Love's blighted Could she be false ?-oh, no! oh, no!-or was she of the

flower again. dead?

In after years, a pilgrim came to Adelgitha's tomb He paused with awe,-a moment pass’d, -that transient An aged man, bow'd down by care and sorrow's bitter dread was o'er ;

doom, In haste he trode the courts, the halls, each lofty corridor, His manhood's stormy noon had pass'l in distant Pales, But not a form approach'd his eye, no sound fell on his tine,

He breathed his last upon that tomb his Passion's latest And he, the bravest knight in war, now felt a lover's

shrine ! fear. But see! a sudden dazzling gleam of splendour purely

LITERARY CHITCHAT AND VARIETIES. bright, Flashing amid the distance there, a living flood of light; A new literary Annual, entitled the “ Aurora Borealis," to be He hurried on with quicken'd pulse, he entered--oh! conducted by Members of the Society of Friends, is announced at despair !

Newcastle. The Prospectus speaks, with proper exultation, of His all of hope, his heart of heart, a shrouded corpse among the youth of that Society.

the progress of literary taste, and the increase of literary talent, Jay there!

A work upon the Highlands and Clans of Scotland, hy Dr James

Browne, is abont to be published in Glasgow. Our "feal friend," What thoughts rush'd through his spirit then no mortal the doctor, is well known as a nervous, powerful writer, and postongue can tell,

sessed of the most unrelenting industry and erudition. He has As there he gazed upon the deada sad and last fare had long and intimate connexion with the Highlands, both per. well!

sonal and literary. We anticipate much new and valuable infor.

mation from his book, and much amusement. While memory threw her galling chain upon his an

Mr W. Raddon has just completed a line engraving, from an guish'd soul,

early picture of Mr Wilkie's, in the possession of Mr Catley, of And tears—the first since childhood's day--gush'd forth, Barnet, called " The Clubbist," from Goldsmith's Essays. A and scorn'd control.

companion plate is also just completed by Mr Warren, from an

other early picture of Mr Wilkie's, entitled “The New Coat,” He took her clay-cold hand in his, and knelt--all word from Voltaire's Tales, both of which are to be issued in January. less there,

Mr Raddon is engaged upon a line plate of “ Queen Mab," from Before that wreck of baffled hopesy-still most divinely plate of the “ Nightmare," after the saine artist.

Milton's, after a picture by Fuseli ; forming a companion to his fair !

The Hive, a Collection of the best Modern Poems, chiefly by Intil at length his struggling heart its spell of silence Living Authors, for the use of young persons, is soon to appear. broke,

The Pilgrim's Progress from this World to that which is to ind Hugo, starting from his trance, thus passionately come, will shortly be published in numbers.

A Guide to the “Lions" of London; or, the Stranger's Direct. spoke :

ory to St Paul's, Westminster Abbey, the Zoological Gardens, Why art thou thus ? a shrouded thing—thy bosom and Regent's Park, the Surry Zoological Gardens, the Tower, the

Bazaars, the Diorama, the Colosseum, the Theatres, the Thames stilld and doll !

Tunnel, &c. &c. ; with numerous Illustrations of the different thought to meet thee as thou wert--the proudly places and otjects, designed and engraved by G. W. Bonner, beautiful;

ear,

Mr Ainsworth is preparing for publication, " Observations on the Pestilential Cholera," as it appeared at Sunderland in the months of November and December; and on the Measures which were taken for its prevention and cure.

Mr Samouelle's new work, The Entomological Cabinet, is in the press, and the first Number will soon make its appearance. ITALIAN OPERA IN EDINBURGH.-De Begnis is here, making ar rangements with Murray to bring out Italian operas at the Theatre. From what we can learn, his company is the best we have ever had in Edinburgh. Signora Albertini, who has made some furore at Milan, is prima donna, Miss Waters seconda donna, Curioni tenor. Sapio and De Begnis basses. Among the operas intended to be brought out, Paër's Agnese, Rossini's Otello, and Il Barbiere, are mentioned. The first of these is a work of re.lequin and the Witch of Edmonton; or, Nobody and his W splendent beauty, and De Begnis sustains the leading part with admirable skill. Our ears will be on the alert, and our impressions

submitted next week.

WIGTON CURLING CLUB.-Several gentlemen of this place, who delight in the invigorating exercise of curling, have, we are glad to find, formed themselves into a club, and have procured a splendid silver medal, which is doomed, erelong, to be the object of as keen competition as the "whistle" celebrated by Burns.

NEW TRAVELLERS IN AFRICA. Two enterprising individuals, of the name of Colthurst and Tyrwhitt, gentlemen by birth and edu cation, are about to proceed immediately to Africa at their own expense, with the view of exploring the interior of that country. Their intention is to proceed from Benin, on the western coast, through to Egypt, their object being to solve the problem of the mighty Nile.

"I like a child that cries," said the Abbé Morellot. "Why?" "Because then it will be taken away.”—Le Livre des Cent-et-un. PENNY WEDDINGS SOUTH OF THE BORDER.The night courtships, merry nights, and weddings, among the peasantry of Cumberland, have been often described, but little is known of their bidden, wedding, and bridewain. Some of the Cumbrians, particularly those who are in poor circumstances, have, on their entrance into the married state, what is called a Bidding, or Bidden Wedding, at which a pecuniary collection is made among the company, for the purpose of setting the wedded pair forward in the world. It is always attended with music and dancing; and the fiddler, when the contributions begin, takes care to remind the assembly of their duties, by notes imitative of the following couplet:

"Come, any friends, and freely offer,
Here's the bride who has no tocher."

A Bridewain, or Infair, is also a festive meeting, called together
for the same purpose, and held at the house of the bridegroom,
when he brings home his bride and her furniture. The whole
country, for several miles round, is invited to it, and various
diversions are exhibited for their entertainment. A plate or dish
is placed upon a table, where every one of the company contri.
butes according to his inclination and circumstances. The con-
tributions, amounting to fifty, and sometimes to a hundred pounds,
enable a couple to begin the world with advantage; and are also
a convincing testimony of the high estimation in which they are
held by their neighbours.

CHITCHAT FROM GLASGOW.-The first daily paper, it is alleged, published in Scotland, has appeared here. It is a small folio of Literature and Gossip, and termed, "The Day." Its price is a penny. Judging from three numbers, it is at once smart and innocent; and its perusal in the morning at the breakfast.table will not be one of the least of the pleasures furnished by the import. ant section of time it is named after. Another daily whim has shown itself, called "The Epigrammatist's Almanack." It is simply the exhibition, in a well-known literary, lounging, and gossiping shop, of a new epigram every morning, printed and fixed in a glazed frame. They would do well to unite their forces. The English custom of house-warming is about to be introduced here, in so far as regards places of public entertain. ment-a hotel being about to be opened with a public dinner!

name of Baru-chordon, is to form part of the orchestra, Af
preliminary puffs of new performers at this establishment are:
ing the round.--The pantomime at Drury Lane is entitled "H
lequin and Little Thumb; or, the Seven-league _Boots."
Covent Garden the same heroes figure in "Hop o' my Thes
and his Brothers; or, Harlequin and the Ogre." The Adeip
has "Harlequin and Little Bo-Peep; or, the Old Woman th
Lived in a Shoe." Queen's,-"The World turned upside dow
or, Harlequin Reformer." The Pavilion,-"The Witch ctt
Volcano; or, the King of the Coral Isle." Garrick,-" The Fa
of the Feathered Tribe; or, Harlequin Cock Robin."
Wells,-"The Ocean-Queen; or, Harlequin and the Ent
Aloe." The Surry," Old King Cole." The Coburg,—“T2
Report speaks of all of them as rather below par. The Me
are "all in arms, and eager for the fray"-speechifying, pettia
ing, subscribing. Good luck to them! for their cause is goo
Some ugly facts respecting managerial treatment of authors we
more than hinted at. Some journals plead the impracticable ch
racters of the stars. The remedy is-send them to the right aboa
The public can do without the best of them—not they without a
public.-Ducrow has introduced the Russian horn-band to
Liverpool audience-Matthews has been visiting at the Pari
Brighton.-Ryder has an efficient corps at Aberdeen, but drama
tic talent does not seem much in request in the North.-De Ber
and company commence here on Tuesday. Of course we
charmed to learn this, but fear they may interfere with the spur
Harlequin, who was fairly setting in for a run. This is God
we know, but cannot help it.

AND

a

Nature, that did in thee excel,
LITERARY CRITICISM.

Framed again no second smell.

Roses, violets, but toys
Nicotiana ; or, the Smoker's and Snuff-taker's Companion. For the smaller sort of boys,

By Henry James Miller, Esq. London. Effingham Or for greener damsels meant;
Wilson. 1832.

Thou art the only manly scent.". “I WONDER how people lived before potatoes were And then its effect upon the inner man !- The calm tranintroduced”_is one of those original remarks which quillity that creeps over the mind—the oblivion of pain every man is doomed to assent to at least a thousand and grief-the removal from the world and its vanities, times in the course of his life. Strange! that it should till we only hear in the extreme distance the gentle mononever occur to people to wonder how the world wagged | tonous repetition of the low, rounded crack with which with our ancestors, who had no tobacco !

the volume of sinoke bursts from our own lips--the hal“ Blessed,” says the erudite governor of Barrataria, cyon visions which drift across the fancy, faint and more " be the man who invented sleep! It wraps one all faint, until a balmy slumber steeps us in utter forgetfulround like a blanket." We know of something that wraps ness! one round still better-TOBACCO. Seated in our easy But the practice is said to be immoral-upon what chair after dinner, before a blazing fire,, and beside a grounds we cannot imagine. It does no harm to any one. well-snuffed pair of candles,--placed (like our friend Your smoker is the quietest of mortals; he is never quarAtkinson) a-top of “his Majesty's mail,”—on the deck of relsome like the drunkard in his cups. He is the dea gallant vessel, beating up within-six points of the wind, scendant and representative of the “prophetic 'maid,” plunging among the short waves like a stubborn horse, wbo, for her oracular responses, entreated as her only while the rain-mist and the cloud of night envelope us, rewardand the wind rattles through the cordage,---seated on a

“ Leave me, leave me to repose !" bleak hill-side at nightfall, having lost our way,-in each and all of these sitaations have we found the practice of Nor does he injure himself; for even Dr M‘Nish, who smoking to heighten our bliss or banish our woe.

threw down bis gauntlet against all kinds of inebriety, Imprimis, it is a most delectable sensation, occasioned has scarcely a word to say against smoking. Some by the simple holding of the pipe or cigar between the pamphlet-mongers call it a waste of time.not so great compressed lips, and alternately inhaling and puffing out. I by half as listening to their babbling: others, a waste of This may be viewed as a wholesome gymnastic exercise money--nothing to compare with the purchase of their for the lips and lungs (What was Roland dreaming of trash. when he omitted it in his Manual—otherwise so com- “ But smoking is frequently disagreeable to third parplete?) Secundo, the cloud of curling vapours in which ties.” We never denied that the practice like every one is immediately enveloped, has an air of dignity about other_ought to be restricted to its proper time and place. it, and is moreover extremely useful. The debtor has At the same time we are of opinion, that our friends who do need of a disguise to hide him from his duns, when preside in the Court of Decorum, have laid down the law 'palled in this dunnest smoke of”- this quotation is

erroneously in a case where this question was raised. searcely' appropriate. The reflecting genius may, in its We advert to the case of some young men accused of

There is a shadow, liberally indulge in a “ brown study," and can smoking on Prince's Street in the forenoon. rever be at a loss for the “shade of melancholy boughs.” delicate charm in the scent of a passing cigar, rising upon The “bereaved one" is shut in, and fenced against the the sense like softest music on the ear, and then evanisha' nemory of his losses. And

ing

“Like the lost Plejad, seen no more below.”
« Ill fortone that would thwart us
Shoots at random shooting at us."

The odour is so transient and exquisite as not to offend

the most delicate nostrils. The real offence consists in It is true, that in exposed situations, the smoke is vlown away before it can accumulate into “ a congrega- tobacco as annoys every one, and shows that their smo

this, that the gentlemen in question use such rascally bad ion of pestilent"-(our quotations from Shakspeare ran

king is not for pleasure, but merely “ to astonish the post perversely to-day, and if he do not mend his manrers, we must cut bim)—but even then there is a plea- tuted as to derive pleasure from such a motive, is wello

natives.” The exquisite imbecility of a nature so consti-? ure in watching the thin globular clouds evolving and described in the “ Fair Penitent.” varing, or drifting down the wind with ethereal grace. Lastly, the practice of smoking doth most delightfully “ Away! a skipping worthless race ye areickle the senses, internal and external. Hark to the Fit only for yourselves. Ye herd together ; set!

And while the circling glass warms your vain hearts, * Scent to match thy rich perfume,

Ye talk of beauties whom ye never saw, Chemic art did ne'er presume

And fancy raptures which ye never knew." Through her quaint alembic strain,

How much more applicable these last lines to the perenNone so sovereign to the brain :

nial delights of tobacco, than to the mere transient charms