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a circular to the presidents of the various ried, with the exception of the third, on philosophical societies in the united king, which a long discussion ensued; but this, dom, to all the members of the Yorkshire also, was finally adopted. Philosophical Society, and to other scien- In the evening, the large suite of-rooms tific men, informing them of the intended was thrown open, and the theatre was filled present meeting, and inviting them to at- by a brilliant audience. Many of the ladies tend. To this circular, a great number of were in full-dress. The lecture was deanswers had been received ; several of livered by Mr. Abraham, of Sheffield. The which he read. The writers of them were Magnet was his subject. After stating that all unanimous in anticipating great advan- the best magnets were to be found in Swetages to result from the meeting. Among den, Russia, and Lapland, and giving the the names of these individuals, illustrious in general history of the magnetic needle, toscience, were Professors Airy, Christie, gether with the advantages connected with Jameson, Lindley, Pavel, Buckland, and it, he produced an apparatus, made by himWhewell; Rev. w. Coneybeare; Drs. self, for the use of the needle-point grinders. Henry, Hibbert, Roget; Messrs. Babbage, Though these men work but six hours in a Davies Gilbert, Herschel, Giddy, and day, yet, the dust arising from the grindingHeuland. Though deprived of the plea- stone, and the steel-filings, being inhaled by sure of attending the present meeting, yet them, had such a pernicious effect upon they all expressed the hope of enjoying the their constitution, as to materially shorten personal gratification of attending the next. their lives. This apparatus consisted of a

Mr. Harcourt then read letters from mouth-piece, intermixed with small magMr. Chantrey, who had sent one of the most nets, which, in the course of forty minutes, valuable casts ever made in illustration of were studded with steel-filings. Connected geology; from Mr. Faraday, Dr. Buckland, with this, he invented a process of ventilaand the Duke of Sussex. His royal high- tion, which kept the room free from dust, dess expressed a wish to have been present, and other impurities. He exhibited, also, but a previous engagement to be at Derby an invention of his own, for giving more prevented him.

than two poles to a bar of iron; and anThe reverend gentleman, after many ap- other, for attracting steel-filings from the propriate preliminary observations, said, eyes of dry-grinders : concluding with some that the plan which the council proposed remarks on the connexion between electriwas in the shape of resolutions, and, in city and magnetism. This finished the substance, was as follows-That an asso- business of the second day. ciation be formed, to be called The British

Huggate, 1832.

T. R. Association for the Advancement of Science -That the principal objects of this association shall be, to give a stronger impulse, and a more systematic direction, to scien- Tue mean temperature of January was tific inquiry ; to promote the intercourse of 37 } degrees of Fahrenheit's thermome. those who cultivate science in different ter. The maximum, which was 48 departs of the British empire; to turn the grees, took place on the 10th, when the national attention to objects of science; and direction of the wind was westerly; the to obtain a removal of any disadvantage, of minimum, which was 27 degrees, occurred a public kind, which impedes its progress on the 5th, with a south-easterly wind. The

That all members of philosophical so- range of the thermometer, during the cieties be members of the association, on month, was 21 degrees; and the prevailing entering their names, and paying a small

wind south-west. The direction of the annual subscription-That the association wind has been south-westerly, nine days; shall meet at stated places—That a com- westerly, six ; north-easterly, five; easterly, mittee shall sit, during the meeting, to be four; northerly, two; southerly, two; southcomposed of all persons who shall have easterly, two; and north-westerly, one. contributed a paper to any philosophical Hoar frost, and icy efflorescences, were society, which paper shall have been or- very considerable on the 1st, 2d, 4th, 15th, dered to be printedThat persons, not 16th, 24th, and 28th. The following days members of any philosophical society, must were more or less foggy: 3d, 4th, and 17th be recommended as members of the asso- to 21st. The evening of the 12th was ciation by the committee That sub-com- rather windy, and a considerable fall of mittees be formed, for the direction of the snow took place on the morning of the business of the meeting-That the accounts 27th, which is only the second this season. of the association be audited every year. The plants observed in flower this month

These resolutions were unanimously car- were the China-rose and daisy; the former

METEOROLOGIAL OBSERVATIONS.

was observed on the 4th and 18th, and the crafty mendicant (like many of that presented a pleasing appearance, when the fraternity in all countries, who live by branches of the surrounding trees were their miseries, but know how to relax from thickly, studded with hoar frost, and the them at due seasons,) occasionally, at traveller enveloped in fog. The daisy was least, takes the liberty to slip out of his noticed in blossom on the 18th. On the pillory, and enjoy a restorative nap, under 28th, the leafing of the alder was observed the darkness of night. - Missionary Voyto be rather advanced.

ages and Travels.

THE

DEVIL

IN

AN INDIAN SAINT.

METHOD OF SHEWING

FRANCE, IN THE 17TH CENTURY. JULY 12. Within a few yards of the river, A CONTEMPORARY writer makes Cæsar on our left, stood one of those horrid figures himself (a musician) thus speak—“ You called a yogee-an Indian saint--a gentle would not believe how many young cour. man beggar, who had placed himself in a tiers and young Parisians have importuned certain attitude, from which he had vowed me to shew them the devil. Seeing that, never to swerve during the remainder of his I besought niyself of the most pleasant life, but spend his existence in mental ab- invention in the world, to gain money. At straction. He appeared on a platform of a quarter of a league from this city, (to. earth, raised about eighteen inches from the wards Gentilly, I think,) I found a quarry ground. At one end of this mound, which very deep, which had long caverns on the might be seven feet long by five broad, were right and left. When any person comes erected two bamboos, seven or eight feet to see the devil, I place him therein : but, high, and sufficiently apart for him to stand before entering, he must pay me at least between them. At elbow-height, a broad forty-five or fifty pistoles. He must swear board was placed across, from the one never to speak of it; he must promise to bamboo to the other; and upon the middle have no fear, to invoke neither gods nor of this, another piece of plank, two feet demigods, and to pronounce no holy word. long by five inches wide, was fixed, sloping “After that, I first enter the cavern; upwards from him. He, therefore, stand- then, before passing farther, I make circles, ing on the platform, and resting his arms fulminations, invocations, and recite some upon the cross-bar, held with his hands on

discourses, composed of barbarous words, each side of the upright sloping board. which I have no sooner pronounced, than He seemed to press equally on either foot, the curious fool and I hear great iron leaning a little forward, with his face turned chains rattle, and great dogs growl. Then rather aside, and raised towards the sun. I ask him, if he is not afraid : if he anHis personal appearance was squalid and swers yes, as there are some who dare not miserable. His body was daubed all pass beyond, I lead him back, and, having over with blue mud; his hair long, thus got rid of his impertinent curiosity, matted, discoloured to a yellowish brown retain for myself the money which he has with exposure, and dangled in all direc- given me. tions. His beard was bushy and black, “ If he is not afraid, I advance farther and the rest of his face was so dis- in front, muttering some frightful words. figured with hair, that it might be said to Having arrived at a place which I know, be all beard. Not the slightest motion in I redouble my invocations, and utter cries, one of his limbs, nor in a muscle of his as if I were in a fury. Immediately six countenance, was perceptible. He was men, whom I keep in this cavèrn, throw altogether without clothing, except a slip flames of resin to the right and left of us. of brown stuff about the loins. He wore Through the flames I shew to my curious the coita, or sacred thread, indicating that companion a large goat, loaded with huge he was a Brahmin. Night and day, it is iron chains painted vermilion, as if they understood, the wretched sufferer (if, in- were on fire. To the right and left there deed, his state can be one of suffering) are two large mastiffs, the heads of which maintains, without any variation, this pa- are placed in long instruments of wood, ralyzing position. However, at the con- wide at the top, and very narrow at the trary end of the platform are four upright other end. In proportion as these men bamboos, with a mat suspended upon incite them, they howl as much as they are them, forming such a rude canopy as the able; and this howling resounds in such a Hindoos often sleep under; and, at a short manner, in the instruments in which their distance, there is another shelter of the heads are placed, that there comes out of same kind; so that it is not improbable them a noise so tremendous into this cavern,

that truly my own hair stands on end While strife and schism hall divide the crew, with horror, although I very well know

In spite of all the leading pilots do;

That mutiny has torn her union jack, what it is. The goat, which I have dressed And sect and party thrown her sails aback, up for the occasion, acts on his side,

Hence thousands wish this stately hrart of oak

Were on the rocks of revolution broke; rattling įhis chains, shaking his horns, and Because she claims the right to navigate plays his part so well, that there is no one The British seas by patent from the State. who would not believe that he was the

Some say her compass does not traverse right,

Or else her binnacle is dark as night; devil. My six men, whom I have very That pride inflates her sails to such degree,

She makes all others scud beneath her lee: well instructed, are also charged with red

Hence seers, and saints, and prophets not a few, chains, and dressed like furies. There is

(Some pirates, some, alas, her faithless crew,) no other light in the place than that which Prognosticate she'll founder in the wave,

Unless the “Galilean Pilot” save; they make at intervals with the resin.

Or strike and bilge upon some hidden rock, “Two of them, after having acted the Except new rigg'd in Reforınation's Dock; devil to the utmost, come and torment my

And every skulking lubber sent adrist,

Who cannot reef, and steer, and log-line lift. curious adventurer with long linen bags Oh may her bishops, every holy seer, filled with sand, with which they beat him

At Mercy's throne in her behalf appear!

Her priests, before the porch and altar kneel, in such a manner all over his body, that I To God in penitence and prayer appeal. am afterwards obliged to drag him out of May all that wish her peace be much in prayer,

That justice, while it purifies, may spare ; the cavern half dead. Then, when he has

Whate'er her faults, and she has many a speck, a little recovered his spirits, I tell him that I deprecate and should deplore her wreck, it is a dangerous and useless curiosity to Some think our Morals need reforming too, see the devil; and I pray him no longer to

Whether we wear the orange, red, or blue ;

For now-a-days both flirts and dandies dash on, have this desire, as I assure you there are As though St. Belial were the prince of fashion. none who have, after having been beaten All, all, our faults, are carried to excess, like a devil and a half.”—Dr. Lardner's

The love of pleasure, equipage, and dress ;

Hence selfishness, frivolity, and pride, Cabinet Library, vol. vii. p. 9.

A baleful trio, all the land divide:
Our blacker crimes the muse shall here omit,
For christian ears the subject is not tit.

Thongh we have cast the book of sports a way,
POETRY

We need reforming on the Sabbath day;
'Tis made a day of pleasure through the land,

From Plyinouth Breakwater, to Humber strand :
LINES ON REFORM.

Though such profane amusements never square

With pnblic worship, or with private prayer ; REFORM is now the fashion of the times,

Gigs, steam-boats, rail-road, party, romp, or rout, Oh! could I but reformn my limping rhymes, Whirl myriads all the nation round abont ; I'd celebrate it with a gust as loud

While cabinets, and coteries, and dinners, As thunder bursting from a tropic cloud ;

And concerts, give the cue to nobler sinners. Or north wind, roaring on the Baltic wave,

But will not justice visit with a rod Wben winter rushes from his polar case.

Such profanation of the day of God ? Reform is wanted in the Senate-house,

Though it were Majesty, I speak with awe, Where oft the mount bas groan'd, and, lo, a mouse

He will not brook the breaking of his law. Has been the birth. Waves of debate ran high, Our Laws want reformation, jurists say, "To waft a feather, or to drown a tly."

And who, alas, should know as well as they! Place, power, and wealth have been the patriot's Unless their clients, who have sought redress bribe,

in darkest mazes of this wilderness; Hence general scorn has branded half the tribe. When briars, thorns, and other legal matters, For peers have sent their cousins,stewards, friends, Have torn their clothes, perhaps their skin, to To serve their own and not the public ends :

tatters? If kind, the minister to help; if sour,

Sav'd only like a merchant from the wreck, To hurl him from his pedestal of power.

By some loose plank that toated from the deck : Nor ministry alone, but throne to awe ;

Or by the skin of teeth that would not skin, The nation's welfare did not weigh a straw,

Escaped safely from the lawyer's gin. Nor constitution,-hence the rust of years,

Our penal code, the worst since Noah's flood, That canker'd Magna, was the work of peers. 1s, like the rigid Draco's, writ in blood, For Church and state they canvass, rail, or rat; With iron pen upon a gallows dropA brother was in this, a son in that:

Oh let Reform this legal murder stop! The people's welfare-out, you sorry loon !

For wilful homicide, and that alone, Was a Utopian region in the moon.

Let life for life, and blood for blood, atone
They borougbs bought, and let them out for hire,

We need Reforın in our colonial isles,
To those who danced as they pulld the wire ;
Pensions were multiplied as golden lures

Where many an African in bondage toils :

The cries of slaves who never cease to cry And useless offices bad siuecures :

For help, for mercy, have gone up on high. But now the axe is levell'd at the root

Ye British senators, their freedom plan, Of dire corruption and its baneful fruit.

Respect the rights, redress the wrongs, of man ! The Clinrch, for, now the ship is in a storm, Nor let oppression finer feelings steel ; And lurebes terribly, needs soine reform ;

Shall all the nation, save the senate, feel? They say she has not ballast, every puff

Are nature's sacred claims alone withstood, Makes those who steer her bear away or luf. By reason, riches, learning, rank, and blood; Some hint that tithe and title, ease and gold, What! ban a brother for his sable hue, Have started sundry planks within the bold; Which nature's self, the world's great limner, Where all the pumps of every bishop's see

drew ? Will hardly keep the ship afloat and free

Wash out the blot, and break the negro's chain, Prom water-logging ; others boldly show

Or all your Reformation is in vain ! The barnacles that ou her bottom grow,

J. MARSDEN. MY BIRTH-DAY.

To trust His word, whose light and truth

Have former cares beguil'd;
Which have to manhood, up from youth,

Preserved sorrow's child.
I'll bind my mantle tightly round,

And, with my feet well shod,
I'll baste me o'er this desert ground,

And run to meet my God.
There, there, where sorrows are not known,

Where bliss is full, complete, "Of earth's gay millions lov'd alone,'

My mourn'd-for friend shall meet. Jan. 15, 1832.

EUSTACE.

A SCRAP. The winds were hushed ; the dusky horizon Obscur'd the slowly travelling sun All nature slept, or rather swooned with pain ; Nor voice nor noise was beard, save a distant Subterrestrial grumbling scarcely audible. The multitude instinctively were still ; And soldiers, used to prodigies and deaths, Gazed silently. The heavens grew black; A sable cloud enveloped all in darkness Thick and tangible; and made more horrid By the faltering rays of bloody light, Proceeding froin the city's tires and lamps, Reflected by the gold-capped towers Of Sion's bill, aspiring to the skies, Then, with a voice which rent the gloom, the rocks, And shook Jerusalem to her lowest base, And burst the tombs, and raised the slumb'ring

saints, And made the earth to reel and stagger in hier

course, The expiring God proclaimed—“'Tis finished.” Hoxton.

W. BARNES.

I view, as up the hill of life I climb,

Time's' desolating progress.' Anon.

Likk some faint traveller who has strir'n

To gain a rugged steep,
And, having gain'd the wish'd-for hav'n,

Turns but to gaze and weep.
To weep o'er wrecks of things below,

Which charm'd in days of yore,-
He turns again--but still in wo,

For all is dark before.
So I, upon my NATAL DAY,

With retrospective ken,
Past times, past things, past joys survey,

Which ne'er can come again.
And while I gaze, sad tears will start,

Against my mind and will;
Yes-gushing from a stricken heart

They flow, and ever will.
The days of halcyon bliss I see,

Which youthful periods knew;
Or those of guileless revelry-

But they were fleet and few.
A bligbt, a cruel blight came o'er,

My pleasures as they ran ;
Falsehood, which smiles of virtue wore,

Met me, and crush'd the man.
Smooth as the fair unruftled lake

My moments seemn’d to flow ;
But, ah! the rocks, which meet and break,

Lie darkly hid below.
Joys, one by one, like flow'rs which fade

Beneath some sickly blast,
Died! while deceptious hope display'd

Bliss which for aye would last.
Yet there are rills, bright sparkling rills,

From learning's fount which flow;
Cheering as dew, which soft distils

Where scented balsams blow.
At these I drank; but while the stream

My every wish supplied,
I woke, as from a fearful dream

My new-born raptures died !
A sire belov'd, belov'd how much,

Words are not made to say ;
A brother, too, and few are such,

Are torn by death away.
One roves, alas! I know not where

My mother's met no more ;
Lov'd sisters dwell, who sooth'd my care,

Upon a distant shore.
I had a friend, a kindred soul-

I never had but one ;
So dear, her glance could grief control,

Her smile was pleasure's sun.
We thought, we felt, we wish'd the same,

We seem'd for each to live ;
And yet, a band was sent to strike

What mercy seem'd to give.
Oh! never from that painful hour

Has earthly joy been known; 'Midst crowds, and charms, which once had

pow'r,
I live incharm'd, alone!
A shade of what I might have been,

Is all that is of me;
A thing of grief, where'er I'm seen,

Is all that I can be.
I murmur not, though mourning yet,

Nor Providence araign;
For mercy's bow my path has lit,

'Midst scenes of gloom and pain. Yes, many a bright and sunny ray

Have shone around my bead;
To light and cheer me on my way,

And have those rays all Hed?
Oh no! though darkness now surround,

And, forwards as I turn,
All, all of time is dark, profound ;

Yet, even here, I learn

ON THE DECEASE OF MRS. MARGARET

CATHERINE ASHE.

(Ob. 1821, Anno. ætat. 63.) Closed are those eyes, that beav'nly sweetness

wore ; Mute is that tongue which winning softness bore ; Fled is that angel form from human eye, And sits enthron'd with spotless saints on high. Blest shade! then deign to cast one glarce below, To me the path of virtue, wisdom show ; And in my bosom carefully implant A knowledge of those realms for which I pant : Then will I strive to live with thee above, And pass eternity in endless love!

ARNOLPRUS,

Review.-A Concise View of the Succes

sion of Sacred Literature, in a Chronological Arrangement of Authors and their Works, from the Invention of Alphabetical Characters, to the Year of our Lord 1300. Vol. II. By J. B. B. Clarke, M. A., &c. 8vo. pp. 790.

W. Baynes. London. 1832. TOWARDS the close of 1830, the first vo. lume of this very valuable work fell into our hands, and, in col. 1046, passed under our review. At that time the second was announced as in a state of forwardness, and, from the exalted character of its predecessor, it has been anticipated with very sanguine expectations, which we are fully assured its appearance will not disappoint.

These volumes, as their title imports, were intended to notice, so far as any in

formation could be obtained, the works of satively are known in the present day. All every author, who had employed his pen besides seem to have been lost on the on subjects of sacred literature, from the stream of time; and even in the exhibition invention of alphabetical characters, down before us, they rather appear as curious' to the important period when the printing- specimens of ecclesiastical antiquity, than press started into existence, and at once im- as authors whose works could ever illumiproved and astonished the world.

nate mankind. This indisputable fact The first volume, traversing the obscure teaches a lesson of humiliation to the preregions of remote antiquity, commenced sent generation of writers. They strut and with the invention of letters, and traced figure in their local sphere, and imagine their progress, in the service of religion that their compositions bear the blossoms and morals, to the year of our Lord 395. of immortality; but when nine hundred The second volume begins where the other years have elapsed, and another Dr. Adam ended, and pursues the same track down Clarke and his son shall arise to give a to A. D. 1307, embracing a period of about continuation of sacred literature, what vast nine hundred years. The reason assigned multitudes will be either unknown, or by the author, for not pursuing his subject, placed on a list whence they can reap no. as originally proposed and intended, we will thing but dishonour. give in his own words.

In the department which it occupies, "It was my intention, when I commenced this perhaps, a more valuable work than this work, to have carried it down to A. D. 1445, the succession of sacred literature, has never time in wbich printing was invented ; but as I issued from the press. proceeded, it appeared to be such unprofitable

The reading, collabour to myself, and the writings of the last and lecting, arranging, condensing, and characsucceeding centuries being in themselves so utterly terizing, which these two volumes required, valueless, with a few very rare exceptions, that I thought the reader's time as well as money would must have imposed on the authors an be mis-spent, either in reading or purchasing incalculable weight of labour. They may, more."-p.770.

however, rejoice in this compensation, that It is well known, that about the time the world will be benefited by their rewhen the art of printing was invented, searches, and that they have laid a sure “ darkness covered the earth, and gross foundation for commanding a tribute of darkness the minds of the people;" and respect from posterity, when future cenwe cannot but think, that, in the order of turies shall beam upon the christian providence, this powerful engine was church. brought into birth, to dispel the intellectual This volume may be considered as a clouds which enveloped the moral hemi- compendious review of the ecclesiastical sphere, and to act as an auxiliary in dif- writers that have appeared on the great fusing the light of the Reformation. View, theatre of the world for nine hundred years, ing the subject through this medium, we while its predecessor comprises all the prehave more reason to thank the reverend ceding periods of time. author for cutting short his labours about one hundred and fifty years, before the time proposed, than we should have to be

REVIEW.- The Works of the Rev. Robert grateful, if he had amused. us with the

Hall, A. M. Under the Superintendunmeaning perplexities of "hair-splitting ence of Olinthus Gregory, L.L. . casuists,” or the wild reveries of'

F. R. A. S. Vol. IV. 8vo. pp. 504. temptible enthusiasts."

Holdsworth and Ball. London. 1831. This volume contains the names of more than one thousand authors, and the titles of It is of very little consequence, whether their respective works. In many instances we view the late Rev. Robert Hall as an brief biographical notices are presixed, and, essayist, a reviewer, a theologian, a serwhen opportunity, offers, their writings are monizer, a controversialist, or a writer of analyzed, their nature, character, and ten- miscellaneous articles; the same powerful dency pointed out, and sometimes an esti- intellect, the same acuteness of research, mate is formed of their worth, the locality and the same superiority of talent, are alike of their application, or their utter inutility. conspicuous in all. In several of the above Of some few the accounts given are ex- capacities, we have seen him in the precedtended over many pages, but the Rev. ing volumes; and in this which is now before Mr. Clarke, has always contrived to con- us, he appears as a reviewer, and as a clude his narration as soon as the subject miscellaneous writer; and in the whole ceased to be interesting.

combined, he may be adduced as an eviIt is somewhat remarkable, that out of dence, that “ first-rate abilities are of unithese thousand authors, only few compa- versal application." 2D. SERIES, NO. 15,- VOL. II.

159,- VOL. XIV.

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