dence. Dressed in her new attire, she reached the house of a cousin in Glasgow on the same day-Her relative was not sufficiently intimate with the person of the fair impostor to detect the fraud. Never doubting in the least that she was 'the real John Oliver,' among other inquiries for absent relatives sister Helen' was not forgotten. A plasterer stopt at the time in her cousin's house, and she resolved to learn that business. Accordingly she went for trial to a person in the Calton, but having fallen out with her master, she left the town. See then went to Paisley, where she wrought for about three mouths, and she was next employed for about half a year in Johnstone. last Helen applied for employment to a master plasterer in Hutchesontown. She said she was seventeen years of age, and stated that she and a sister were left orphans at an early age; urged her forlorn condition, and that having had some practice, she was very anxious to be bound an appren tice, that she might obtain an ample knowledge of the business. Even tually she was employed, and though she had the appearance of a little man she was in reality a tall womon, being about 6 feet 4 inches high. By no means shy of a lift, times without number she has carried the heavy hod full of lime for the Irish labourer in attendance. Steady, diligent, and quiet, she gave her master every satisfaction, and he, considering her rather a delicate boy, feelingly kept her at light ornamental work, and paid her 7s a week. There, either for amusement or to prevent suspicion, and insure concealment, she courted a young woman, and absolutely carried the joke so far as to induce the girl to leave her service to be married. Travelling one night between Johnstone and Paisley, she was accosted by a lad from Saltcoats, who was intimate with her person, parents, and history; and, in consequence, she removed to Kilmarnock, where she remained six months. Besides the places already mentioned, she has been in Lauark and Edinburgh, working always at the plastering, except a short time she was employed by a Glasgow flesher about the Well-street Market. A variety of circumstances have frequently impel led this rustic D'Eon to change not only her master and house or residence, but also the town in which she was comfortably comployed, particularly as she was often, or rather almost always, obliged to board and share her lodgings with some neighbour workman; and though, for obvious, reasons, she seldom detailed more of her previous history than mentioned the towns she had visited, and the masters she had served, yet some sagacious females have been known to declare that 'Johnie must have been either a sodger or a sailor,' because when he likes himsel, he can braw ley clout his breeks, darn his stockings, mak' his ain meat and wash his ain elaise.' At the beginning of February was Some time since a workman employed by the same master, to whom Helen was intimately known. The master having learned the facts of the case, placed her apart at work from the men, and took a favourable opportunity to speak with her. She indignantly denied her metamorphosis, offered to produce letters from her sister, declared she was a Freemason," and besides had been a flesher, a drummer in the Greenock volunteers, and made a number of statements with a view to escape detection. Last week an Irishman, with characteristic confidence, sprung upon the heroine, hugged her like a brother bruin, and cried in his genuine Doric, Johnny, they tell me you're a woman, and dang it I mane to kno, for I luve a pruty girl.' The agile female extricated herself in an instant, and with a powerful kick drove him from her; at the same time exclaiming with an oath, she would soon convince him she was not a woman. Ultimately, however, the truth' was wrung from her, and she has con sequently left the town. She writes a good hand, and previous to her departure, she addressed a card to her master, in which she bade him farewell, and requested him not to make much talk about H. Oliver. INSCRIPTIONS & EPITAPHS. Hush ye fond flutt'rings, hush' while here alone 1 search the records of each mould'ring stoue. PLEASURES OF MEMORY. MR. EDITOR, I have been often very very much amused with reading the inscriptions and epitaphs of a country church-yard. It is really laughable to see how far these effusions of the "unlettered muse, "penetrate into the regions of BATHORS. Nothing is more common to see inscribed on a rustic tombstone A loving friend, a husband dear, A tender father, sleepeth here. Though, at the same time, this paragon of perfection, who, according to the epitaph, regularly and severally performed every Christian duty, was known by those who have survived him to have been both a drunken, tyrannical, good-for-nothing husband, and an imperious father, without any sense of faith or honesty. One of these "frail memorials" informs us, with great earnestness and penetration, Here we LIES and TAKES our rest, Till Christ our Lord doth call; Then we shall rise from death to life, Well, and what follows? And die no more at all!!! In a church-yard in the isle of Portland, there is the following whimsical inscription The wedding day appointed was, But this is perhaps exceeded by a couplet in the church-yard of Seven Oaks, Kent Grim death took me without any warning, I was well at night, and dead at nine in the morning. The beauty of the Alexandrine will not escape the classical reader. In West Grinstead church-yard, Sussex, is one of a differene description Vast strong was I, but yet did dye, Of the epigrammatic kind, I think the following, which is to be found in Northleach church, Gloucestershire, on a person of the name of Stone, is entitled to the praise of neatness— Jerusalem's curse was ne'er fulfill'd in me, For here a stone upon a Stone you see. The following is brief, but pithy:— Quite charming at ten; Had a few friends to sup with me ; Taken ill at eleven, And at twelve 'twas all up with me. I shall only trouble you with twọ more; one is on a stone in Leominster church-yard By my first husband here I lie, The other is an epitaph, made by a husband,' on the deceaee of his second wife, who happened to be interred immediately adjoining his former one, and is copied from a stone in a churchyard in the county of Kent Here lies the body of Sarah Sexton, Who was a good wife, and never vex'd one; I can't say that for her at the next stone. RINELLI. THE EXILE'S ADIEU. I SAW the dreaded morning rise, Illumin'd by the orb of day I saw the people throng the shore, I saw the busy bark preparing, And felt-what I had felt before For many a day-my soul despairing. I heard the faltering, "Fare thee well!" -Who has not felt the pain of parting? -- I mark'd the vain attempt to quell The tear that from the eye was starting. And there were those whose sorrows deep The tears that flow'd might well betray; And there were those who did not weep, But haply felt as much as they. Farewell! the latest word is said, How many more we fain would say!In vain, the swelling sails are spread, And briskly bounds the bark away. The shore is fading from my sight, And forms of friends are fading too; I scarce can see the kerchiefs white Wave from afar the last adieu. Oh, God! it is a fearful hour! To feel our bodies borne away From those we love, without the power One moment more our flight to stay. On, on, alas! the vessel roll'd, But as it lightly skimm'd the main, Sweet Land, my heavy heart fortold, I ne'er might look on thee again! And years have pass'd, and I am old, Interesting Varieties. THE REVEREND Bede, says Camden, when he was in the pangs of death*, said to the standers by "I have so lived among you, that I am not ashamed of my life; neither fear I to die, because I have a most gracious REDEEMER." He yielded up his life with this prayer for the Church :"O KING OF GLORY, LORD OF HOSTS, which hast triumphantly ascended into Heaven, leave us not fatherless, but send the promised spirit of thy truth amongst us, Some write that he went to Rome, and interpreted there S. P. Q. R. in derision of the Goths swarming to Rome, Stultus Populus quærit Romam ; and that, in his return, he died at Genoa, where they shew his tomb: but certain it is that he was sent for to Rome by Sergius, the Pope; and more certain, that he died at Wearmouth, and from thence was translated to Durham. And I may incidently note that which I have heard. Not many years since, French Bishop, returning out of Scotland coming to the Church at Durham bert, kneeled down, and after his deand brought to the shrine of St. Cuthvotions, offered a baw by (a halfpenny), saying, sancte Cuthberte, si sanctus sis, ora pro me; but afterward, being brought unto the Tomb of Bede, saying likewise his orisons, offered there a French crown, with this alteration Sancte Beda, quia sanctus es, ora pro me. EARTHQUAKE APRIL 1823.-A slight shock of earthquake was felt at Nagere vil, and the adjacent country. It appeared to travel in a southerly direction, and was unaccompanied by any rumbling noise. The explanation of the Died Anno Domini 735, aged 70. Senatus Populus que Romonus. The Senate and the Roman People. A foolish people seeks for Rome. Brahmins of the large Pagoda there, affords remarkable instance of the avidity of the Hindoos for the marvellous, and of the ingenuity of their Priest in supplying them :--they affirm that the shaking of the earth was caused by the cow, on one of whose horns they describe it to be placed, changing it to the other, which she does every 12 years. The earth, they say, is shaken in the passage, mòré or less considerably, according as the cow manages its task more or less adroitly STAGE-COACHES.-A person has 1500 opportunities of leaving London in the course of the twenty-four hours, by stage coaches, including the repeated trips of the coaches, which ply the short distances. It is understood that about 300 stage coaches pass through Hyde-Park Corner daily. There are about 40 Brighton coaches, There are 84 coaches run to Birmingham, of which 40 are daily; to Chester 19, of which 16 are daily; to Manchester 70, of which 54 are daily. In the year 1770 there belonged only 2 stage coaches to Manchester, one to Lon don, the other to Liverpool, and they went only twice a week: there are now 20 coaches pass backward and forward daily between these two places. There are 60 coaches belonging to Liverpool, of which 56 are daily; to Preston, 12; to York, 18, of which 10 are daily; to Hull, 12; to Newcastle, six; to Glasgow, 13; to Edinburgh, 39; to Aberdeen, 9; and to Inverness, three. Che Wit's Nunchion. TERRIBLE BLUNDER.-Some years since a popular preacher, who was intimate in the family of the late Mr. Whitbread, and a favourite with Lady Augusta Murray (Duchess of Sussex), received invitations from both to dinner the same day. He wrote two notes in answer, but in his hurry sent the one intended for Lady Murray to Lady Eliz. Whitbread, and that for Lady Whitbread to Lady Murray. Copy of the first note:-"Dear Duchess, a thousand thanks for your most delightful invitation. I must, I will accept it, though to do so I am compelled to put off the brewer and his wife." Copy of the other note:-" The Rev. H. presents his respectful com pliments to Lady Elizabeth Whitbread, and regrets that the sudden indisposition of his aunt, from whom he has great expectations, will prevent him from indulging in the high honour of waiting upon the family to dinner this evening.' No man could ever have been more chagrined than the preacher, when he received the following note from Lady E. Whitbread : "Lady Elizabeth Whitbread pre sents her compliments to the Rev. Mr. H. and doubts not that when fatigued with the society of Dukes and Duchesses, he would kindly condescend to put up with the humble fare of a brewer and his wife." -We shall find a corner for Reginald's "Lament of Youth."-Another number of" The Sphinx" a waits only a favourable opportunity; "The London Topographer," also, will shortly be rel sumed, as well as "The Minstrel," and "Poetry and Poets."-The article forwarded by F. M. L. is interesting, but has too recently been given in several of the newspapers: it is left for him in Bow Street. We have received a farther communication from Auctor e necessi tate. LONDON--Printed and Published by . Wallis, Camden Town; and also i'ublished by C. Harris, Baw Street, Covent Garden, by whom Communications for the Editor are received. HISTORY OF THE ENGLISH STAGE, -SEC. 27.-This house, which has but recently been added to the list of Minor Theatres, stands about half a mile southward of Waterloo Bridge, and owed its origin to the following circumstances: Mr. Jones who formerly rented the Surrey Theatre, becoming insolvent, his assignees let that house to Mr. Elliston, for a term of years, for 2200 guineas (VIDE SEC. 24). Elliston's management terminated in 1814, and Jones's lease of the premises expiring soon after, the ground-landlord (Temple West, Esq.) demanded a great increase upon the old rent, viz. 4200 guineas. Jones's assignees oftered him 6001 which was refused; but as they still held the lease under which performances had been carried on, at the Surrey Theatre, and which had been granted to Jones, they imagined they should be able to bring West to their own terms. He, however, obtained another Licence for performances at the Surrey Theatre; and Jones's assignees, thus disappointed, issued proposals for building a new house, as follows: "PROPOSALS FOR THE ROYAL COBURG THEATRE. Mr. Jones, late Proprietor of the Royal Circus [or Surrey Theatre], having agreed for a piece of land near the foot of Water |