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cotton. The Valenciennes in No. 150 of the The English and Venetian bars in No. 100, same.

Mecklenburgh thread. AIGUILLETTE.

FLANDERS LACE D’OYLEY.
MATERIALS :-W. Evans and Co.'s Boar's Head Crochet Cotton, No. 16, and Moravian Cotton, No. 70,

with two steel meshes, Nos. 14 and 16. Eagle cardboard gauge, and a large one, No. 10.

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This is the first of a set of six d’oyleys, in is then done. Cut off the foundation, and on Flanders lace, which we propose to give to our the first row (that done with the fine mesh), subscribers; and the description of this one will work the other half of the square like the first, serve equally well for every other of the set, the omitting only the row done with the No. 16 pattern to be darned in the centre being the mesh. only difference. By referring our readers there- When you again come to one stitch, the fore to this number of the Magazine, when we square is made, and the border only is to be give the other engravings, without troubling added. them by repeating our directions, we shall be For the BORDER.-Do a round with the enabled to give them an extra article on work in No. 10 mesh, over which you must pass the each number; a boon which we doubt not they thread twice in making every one, doing two will appreciate.

stitches in each at the corner, ascertaining that The centre of the d’oyley is done in square there is an even number of stitches in the netting, thus : on a foundation of 53 stitches, round. do a row of common netting, with mesh No. 16, 2nd row. Finest mesh. Begin as for an ordihaving 51 stitches only. Then take the mesh nary stitch ; but after passing the thread over No. 14, and work backwards and forwards, the mesh, insert the netting-needle in the second always omitting the last loop of the row, until loop in the contrary way to that in which a you come to one stitch only. Half the square stitch is usually taken, and drawing the first loop through the second, net it; then net the When the netting is done, the pattern is to be second stitch. Repeat this process with every darned on it from the engraving, using the Motwo stitches, until the whole round is done. ravian cotton, and beginning in the centre of

Finish with one round of plain netting. the d’oyley.
This stitch is usually called Egyptian stitch.

AIGUILLETTE.

SUNSET.

THE DEPARTED.

BY THE LADY EMMELINE STUART WORTLEY.

Full tenderly and softly fades away
The slowly, beautifully-dying day;
Like sweetest memories of the precious past,
Lovelier and lovelier seems it to the last.

Another leaf is from our Life-tree shaken-
Another step Eternity hath taken.

What hopes are gathered to their graves to-night-
What visions and what dreams have ta'en their

Aight!
Fast waves of hours have sought the Eternal sca,-
We, too, draw near our Immortality !

Another leaf is from our Life-tree shaken-
Another step Eternity hath taken.

BY ADA TREVANION.
Though each beam Hope flung round thee is faded,

To kindle to brightness no more-
Though the dark grave thy fair form hath shaded,

And all thy brief beauty is o'er;
My heart, oh! no other shall fill it,

Though lovely that other may be,
However the cold world may chill it,

Its beatings shall still be for thee.
Thy sweet deeds, unknown to the many,

On that faithful tablet are traced,
Thy virtues, unequalled by any

Whose lustre Time's annals hath graced
The tender remeinbrances vying,

Of all which in life thou hast been,
And the image thou left me dying,

So passionless, calm, and serene.
My life, like a river which glasses

A pure beam received from above,
Though drear Be the way which it passes,

Still mirrors the light of thy love;
Hushed where that soft radiance is shining,

The dark waters silently roll,
So my sad spirit glides, unrepining-

The spell o'er its waves is thy soul.
Ramsgate, 1852.

How bright, how soft, the deeply-mantling clouds,
Day's latest draperies, and the sun's rich shrouds!
Ah! lovelier than the rosy birth of Love,
Declining and Decay can be above !

Another leaf is from our Life. tree shaken-
Another step Eternity hath taken.

A Heavenly thing can dying there be made ;
Smiles o'er the whole celestial scene have played,
With retinue and withi regalia bright
As that of conquering kinys-Day sinks to Night.

Another leaf is from our Life-tree shaken-
Another step Eternity hath taken.

A DIRGE.

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Adown the skies

Droppeth the silent moon,

And from the grave-yard soon
The radiance dies.

Through the long night,

From the grey ghostly tower,

The church-clock booms the hour
Till morning light.

A violet in a meadow lone,
Repined in solitude, unknown,
A lovely little flower.
There came a gentle shepherdess,
With tripping step and flowing tress,
And sang, and sang
Along the meadow green.
Ah! thinks the violet, would I were
'Mong flowers fairest of the fair,
A little, little while;
Till me the maid had pluck'd, caress'd,
And to her snow-white bosom press'd-
Oh but, oh but
One short, one fleeting hour!
The maiden came, but oh, alas !
Saw not the violet in the grass,
And crush'd the gentle flower!
Then, dying, sang it as she went,
“ If I must die, I die contert,
For at her feet I die!"

LOVE, THE ARTIST.

BY W. C. BENNETT.

60 Art, unto my longing eyes,”

I said, “her charms for ever give;
In that sweet life that never dies

For ever let her beauty live.”
And Art his eager pencil plied

To paint her charms, all charms above:
But soon, “In vain I strive,” he cried ;

“Oh who can paint her—who but Love ?"

ON THE PORTRAIT OF GRACE

DARLING,

BY MARIA NORRIS.

I turned to Fancy—“To my sight,"

I murmured, “from the glowing air
Oh let her gaze my soul delight,

As if she breathed beforo mc there !"
At Fancy's call her image came-

Oh not her charms, all charms above!
Poor Fancy's cry was but the same-

Oh who can paint her-wlio but Love ?"

Then mighty Love, with laughing joy,

The pencil seized with wild de ight,
And ere I well could mark the boy,

She laughed in life before my sight!
Oh who like him such brows could draw,

Such dark, deep eyes, all eyes above-
Like him could paint the charms I saw ?

Oh who can paint her-who but Love?

Among the lonely deeps this Maid was bred ;
Their shells and weeds her playthings, and their

song
The nightly music of her pillowed head.

Oft with a sense of pain, she heard the strong,
Wild beatings of the unmanageable waves,

Which keep their festival in those North seas,
And in their orgies make unnumbered graves.

Oft, too, on high went up her kindly pleas
For those who battled with the stormy strise ;

But not with these she ended ; courage rare
Nerved her to stretch a hand to perilled life,

And gave her strength to nobly do and dare.
Presuming nought, nor yet of aught afraid;
True heroine she—this brave Northumbrian Maid,

AUTHENTIC LETTERS OF MRS. ELIZABETH MONTAGU.

(Continued from page 249.) No. VI.

health, one could hardly flatter oneself any great

progress in it could be made. I greatly rejoice MRS. ELIZABETH MONTAGU TO MRS.

that the dear amiable child is better, and hope, WILLIAM ROBINSON.

as the spring advances, she will every day find JUVENILE BALL AT MARLBOROUGH HOUSE. herself recovering, till she is in full possession

of all the joys of health, and all the sweet pleaHill Street, April 11th, 177?. sures of the early season of life. I have not any Dear Madam,

complaint to make of the autumn of life, but Your account of my dear niece's amendment that many of the companions of its earlier seaof health gave me the greatest pleasure. I be- son drop off; but it is terrible to be in appregan to be very uneasy at not hearing from you, hension of losing one of those one loves, whose for it being your rule to make every one as age gives a reasonable hope they might survive happy as you can, I was afraid your silence was I hope my niece will live to tell her nieces occasioned by not having good news to tell. and her daughters what a good-humoured old Indeed, the weather was so unfavourable to lady Aunt Montagu was-how she gave tickets and dancing shoes to her young kindred for, nosticate that she will make others happy and be balls; and though she was wrinkled, it was so herself. As she was not the worse for the not with care; and though she was pale, it was ball, I am glad she partook of the pleasure of it; not with envy; and if she looked ghastly, it if she resembles a certain Miss Robinson, who was not from malice of heart. I look upon my lived in the neighbourhood some years ago, she young relations as a virtuoso in flowers does un will reckon a ball among the first enjoyments of the roses and carnations in his green-houses-as human life. Considering her state of health, I what is to sweeten, embellish, and enliven my do not know whether it was very prudent in her winter.

one.

father to carry her there, but I am sure it was I carried my little man to a ball at Marl- very amiable; the error should always be rather borough House on Monday night. We went at on the side of indulgence. One should consider seven, and did not get home till one in the that though there will be dancing as long as the morning. The weather was cool—the apart- world endures, it it but a short time that an inments were large and high-there were nine dividual will dance. I have sometimes suffered couple of little folks, who all danced very well. Montagu to fly his kite in a cold evening in The Duke of Marlborough's children are re- autumn, when I have trembled for fear be should markably handsome-between ten and eleven. get an ague, because the kite-season is short, and There was a fine supper for the dancers; and it that if that time three years the weather should was very entertaining to see little beaux flatter- be ever so savourable the opportunity would not ing little belles, and little belles flattering little hare been valued. To fits of peevishness, or beaux, with as much spirit as they would do ten gloom, or obstinacy, I am very severe, because years hence. The Duke of Bedford seems a fine they are always contrary to the happiness of the healthy boy, which I was glad to see ; for with aniinal in all its stages of existence. Bad habits out health his great inheritance could give but are never to be indulged, as they lead to great little pleasure. I think the next generation will and permanent evil; but whoever can deny a excel the last in dancing- I wish they may excel child a harmless pleasure, and to taste the joys us in everything. I had many compliments peculiar to its season of life, is more wicked made me on the appearance and manners of my than Macbeth, who murdered the innocent asleep, little man-he had a good ear, and dances well

. Their day-dreams are quite as innocent and The Duchess of Marlborough invited only the much more gay. parents of the young folks, and two or three The warmth of the weather prevented my particular Bishops and Mrs. Moore were there. seeing the “School for Scandal;” but every She inquired after you.

one agrees with you in commending it. Of all I was very sorry you and my brother were the vices of the human disposition, a love of not in town when the Primate of Ireland, Sir scandal and detraction is the most contemptible

. William Robinson, and our family, dined here. It has now got from the gossips' tea-table to the We all dined in Lincoln's Inn Fields on Thurs- press, and the scribblers weekly let fly their popday. The Primate and Sir William will dine guns at the Duchess of Devonshire's feathers. there on Sunday. His Grace will soon go to Her Grace is innocent, good-humoured, and Bath. The late east sharp wind drove away the beautiful; but these adders are blind, and deaf, impatience I had to be in the country, but to- and cannot be charmed. However, the scribday the wind is west, and my rural wishes are blers are some of them and all of themreturned; but I have not yet fixed my time for hungry; but the circulators of scandal, who leaving London, not knowing what weather will have neither hunger for their excuse nor wit to take place of the cold and dry.

give it a seasoning, are sad vermin, and I am My best compliments attend my brother--my glad Mr. Sheridan has so well exposed them. best wishes the dear little ones.

The uncertainty of human life is certainly a I am, dear Madam,

discouragement to every enterprize; but to none Your most affectionate Sister,

less, I think, than to building a house. If it is

a good one, there will be somebody to live in it (Signed) E. MONTAGU.

and enjoy its comforts; if otherwise, its incon. veniences will not make one uneasy in the tomb.

To undertake a trust, which by not fulfilling No. VII.

may be detrimental to some person; to bring

children into the world when it is too late in life DANCING-INNOCENT AMUSEMENTS OF LIFE

to hope to see them educated and established; -SHERIDAN'S “SCHOOL FOR SCANDAL”Duchess of devonshire-UNCERTAINTY hesitate; but even in this case we can never do

are things about which a prudent person may wrong when we follow the general principles by

which the Author of our nature has intended we Sandleford, July the 9th, 1777.

should be directed. The shortness and uncer. Dear MADAM,

tainty of life would discourage all great underYour account of my dear niece's perfect re- takings; and as the human race is to continue, covery gave me great pleasure. I think I see in Providence has ordered we should act here as if her disposition all the elements of which a good we were to live for ever. daughter, wife, mother, sister, mistress of a We have had a series of the worst reather family, are composed; and from hence I prog- | since I came hither that I erer knew at this time

OF LIFE-THE THREE GREATEST BLESS-
INGS.

ILLNESS

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MONTAGU -- VISIT TO

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MADAME

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the country.

of the year. Sir William Temple says, the three I beg my love to the Recorder, Mrs. Charles greatest blessings are health, peace, and fine Robinson, and my niece. Compliments to Mrs. weather: the first two are most important, and C. Scott. I have enjoyed them in so perfect a degree that I have well endured the want of the third. Dr. Robertson's History of America has amused me

No. VII. by my fireside when wind and rain have combined against my amusements abroad; a long

LORD HARCOURT, AT NUNEHAM — MONdeprivation of the quiet joys of rural life gives me a quick relish for them: if I had stayed in

TAKING OF TRICOXDERAGO. town, the great numbers of foreigners lately arrived there, who have all brought letters of

Sandleford, the 26th September, 1777. recommendation to me, or would have been DEAR MADAM, naturally introduced by my previous acquaint- My brother, the Recorder, would probably inance with them abroad, must have taken up form you that he left me in London, nursing much of my time and attention. Lord Shelburne Montagu in the measles. I went to London on called here the other day, to invite me to Bowood the 19th of July, in order to make my adieux to to meet l'Abbé Raynal, whom I knew in Paris, the Primate of Ireland, and my friend Mrs. and two French countesses, who brought letters Vesey, who were on the point of leaving England. to me from some of the beaux esprits there; so Three days after I got to Hill-street, my little to them I shall have an opportunity of express- man was brought home in a very drooping coning my regret at being out of town; but there dition, and continued so for a good while; at is a Spanish Baron de Castille, and some others last the measles appeared, and thank God were who were also recommended to me, who I fear not accompanied with any dangerous symptoms: will depart with a bad opinion of my hospitality but he suffered a good deal, and I believe his --for twenty to one my English concierge in aunt not less. The voice I had been used to Hill-street would not make them understand, hear sing a merry song, or whistle a jolly tune, when they delivered their letters, that I was in uttered nothing but groans. On Saturday fort

night he was so recovered, that I brought him At present my scheme is to go to London for with me to Sandleford, and what with riding on the melancholy pleasure of taking leave of the horseback, jumping on the hayricks, playing at Lord Primate and my friend Mrs. Vesey; one trap-ball, and whatever suited the character of is desirous to defer the separation from one's valetudinarian or boy, he perfectly recovered his friends to the last moment--the farewell always health and strength; but to confirm the good comes too soon. When these friends leave things, I was ordered by Sir J. Pringle and Mr. London I believe I shall set out for Mount Farquhar to send him to bathe in the sea. I Edgecumbe, having long promised Lady Edge- thought Deal, not being a public place, prefercumbe a visit, and shall carry Montagu with able to any bathing-town in that style. Coffeeme, who is schoolfellow of Mr. Edgecumbe, and houses, balls, and assemblies are not good is strongly invited. I shall call at Bowood in for boys. At Deal his tutor will keep him to his my way for a day or two. I shall return again studies, and my god-son, who was in France to Sandleford, having, perhaps, first made a with us, is now with Mrs. Carter; so there he visit to Lady Nuneham, which I have also pro- will have a safe and proper playfellow, Monmised. Mr. and Mrs. Vesey arrived here yes- tagu and Mrs. Gilbank set out on Monday: he terday, but alas ! leave me on Friday; they are will be at Deal on Thursday. I ordered him to going from hence to Mr. Burke's, at Beacons- wait on the Recorder, his aunt, and cousin; but field, who has kindly asked me to be of the as we are confined to time, he must make the party; but as I shall be a good while absent best of his way to Deal, else he should have from Sandleford, I have many domestic matters paid his duty to you and my brother at Denton. to settle before I depart. I had a most polite I have ordered to have him physicked and and entertaining letter, the other day, from my cleared of the remains of the measles before I brother Robinson. I wish we two honest farmers sent him to bathe : we are therefore obliged to lived near together; with brotherly love and encroach on the holydays, which I never love to rural sincerity I flatter myself we should be very do; but I hope Mr. Heath will not blame us. happy; but, in this short life, how short a time He is ordered to bathe three weeks. Mondoes one enjoy the friends one loves! I under- tagu's measles deranged all my schemes: I stand my Lord Primate and Sir William Robin- could not carry him to Mount Edgecumbe to son intend Horton the honour of a visit. I am take his physic, regular exercise, &c.; and when very happy that my eldest nephew is to have the that affair was over, the time for going to school advantage of appearing in Ireland, under the left but bare three weeks for the bathing. Primate's protection. I beg my love to your I propose to go to Lord Harcourt's on Friconsort and my nieces, and to my nephew if at day. I have had repeated invitations all this home; and when you see my brother Robinson summer, and had intended going in about three I shall be obliged to you if you will present my weeks; but Lady Nuneham earnestly entreats most affectionate respects to him. With great me to meet the French Ambassador and his regard, I am, dear madame,

lady there this week, which I shall do with great Your most affectionate sister,

pleasure. Nuneham is a very fine place, and (signed) Eliz. MONTAGU,

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