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· 154 Biography of Jacob Hays 278
On a coloured Tile; by H. Guil- Notes of a Reader - The Defterday
244 Apology for the Literature of the
Letters from Turkey - The Darda-
329 nelles—The Scamander-Asiatic
Sweetness of Temper 355 of the Dardanelles Turkish
The English a polite People 319 Cromwell
Impudence and Innocence . 336 Ancestress of Franklin
4. A Tale for the Discontented 5. Surprise of the Castle of Guisnes 6. Midnight Invitation 7. Page of a Blue-Jacket's Log-book 8. The Regicide 9, 10. Evil May-Day 11. Wolmar 12. The Runaway Negro 13. The Battle of Aurai 14. The Sentinel 15. The Slave's Revenge 16. The Challenge 17. The Siege of Soleure 18. Andrew the Fisherman 19, 20. The Victim of a Name 21. The Beggar 22. The Danish Rover 23. The Gallant 24. Teddy O'Donohu 25. Origin of the Figure of Britannia 26. The Justice
27. Count Floris
28. Vignette in Title.
A JOURNAL OF FICTION, POETRY, HISTORY, LITERATURE,
AND THE FINE ARTS.
cloth, much stained and worn, descended (For the Parterre).
as low as the hips. Slops, or breeches,
of a capacious size, concealed the shape The clock of St. Dunstan's had tolled of the wearer's thighs, and shewed in the hour of six, one evening in the month relief his hose of black silk, upon which of April, and the fishmongers had begun many a careful and timely darn were to close their stalls, when a young man, visible. At his feet sat a jester, or attired in sober and somewhat rustic jack.pudding, who from time to time costume, landed on the quay at Billings- blew a discordant blast upon a cracked gate, from the Gravesend passage-boat. trumpet at the desire of his master, Without heeding the crowd of idlers whose volubility and command of lanaround him, and the throng of porters, guage were truly surprising, added to who, doffing their hats, solicited the ho- which was a sharpness of wit and reparnour of carrying the small portmanteau tee that plainly told him to be a man of he held in his hand, the stranger saun- infinitely superior intellect to most of tered carelessly along Thames-street, to- those around him, wards Tower-hill. As he approached “ Here is a liquor,” said the quack, that spot so long celebrated in our history, exhibiting a small phial, 6 that shali his attention was arrested by a crowd of cure all pains of the joints in a few people who were listening to the dis- seconds -- take but five drops of this course of a mountebank, who, with pill- precious balm in a toss of aqua vitæ. and box in hand, was enumerating the almost it will make any of ye who are ailing countless virtues of his medicines. Hav- as sound as a roach. Tell me not of ing mingled in the crowd, the young Catholic miracles-whoreson cheats as man watched with evident curiosity the they be—this goodly liquor will do more strange grimaces and contortions of the for ye than all the saints in the calenspeaker's countenance. The dress of the dar. Your caryophilati (commended by quack was antiquated, and had probably my Lord Bacon) may be good, and so been fashioned in the time of the first may your rosa moschata, and your nardi Charles. A doublet of sad coloured folium, but crucify me if this will not
set you right in the turning of a die. allegiance, he is encompassing the death You all know Jonas Sands, the tanner, of the king.” of Bermondsey—the poor soul
“ Stand off !” cried he, who was racked in 's joints, but one dose of my thus denounced, to several who pressed precious cordial drove his pains to the around him, “ stand off, I say, and devil! Here is an unguent for tetters let me reply to that old cheat, whom and pimples; what say you fair maiden, I will ere long pluck by the gills. He will you not drive away that unsightly says he will sell you a salve or an elixir object on your right cheek with a touch for the king's evil, surpassing all others; of this salve?- the price ?-oh, a shil- will it, I ask, be as efficacious as the ling-your quacksalvers would charge famous Doctor Oliver's? This unequiyou four, for as much hog's-lard. Here vocal allusion to the late protector, is a powder for the complexion, com- uttered in such a place and at such a pounded of simples. I learned this art time, absolutely froze with horror many when studying at the college of Parma, of the bystanders, for several persons of the illustrious Signor Boccalini. had already suffered on that very spot What say you gentle mistress in the for less direct offences. Some of them, scarlet hood? Will you not try this nevertheless, drew their swords, and precious packet on your comely skin ? advanced to seize the person of ArkinTrust me, wrinkles fly at its very touch, stall, who, however, proved a tartar, for and a lovely bloom is suffused over the in an instant his cloak was wound round whole countenance. Here,” exhibiting his left arm, and a rapier of uncommon another phial, “ is an elixir for all scor- length bristled before their faces. Sevebutic humours—it hath cured the king's ral pushed at him at once, and among evil, in a few days, without inconveni. the rest one of the soldiers before-menence to the patient "
tioned, who stumbling forward, received “ Buy it, in God's name, good peo- the point of Arkinstall's rapier in his ple,” said a man in the crowd, who had sword-arm, and instantly dropped his hitherto remained unnoticed, “ 't is a weapon. The check which this acci. thing of price, and we ought to value dent gave to the assailants, allowed their it; the king's evil hath prevailed greatly antagonist an opportunity of retreating, of late.” These words were said with and he fled into a neighbouring house, an emphatic and significant tone, which the door of which had been left ajar, could not be misunderstood, and all eyes pursued by some thirty or forty persons. were turned towards him who had ut- But the fugitive was not to be taken; tered them. “ Ha!” cried the quack, he had made his way through the house, “ have we puritans here? do you speak threatening those whom he met with treason in broad day-light, you shame. instant death if they opposed him, and less villain : hast no value for thine ears, leaping out of a back window into a Isaachar ?" “ We know each other, court at the rear of the house, got master mountebank,” replied the man, clear off. lifting his broad hat so as to expose his The scene filled our traveller with countenance to full view; but both have amazement; he at first supposed Arkinnot a friend at court! what if you try the stall to be under the influence of liquor, elixir you boast of, trust me 't is a dis- but a moment's reflection assured him that ease which must be rooted out ere it was a premeditated plan for annoying long.”
the mountebank, who seemed so discon• Do you deal in ambiguities, you certed by the interruption, that he at villain ?” cried the quack, who was once ceased to " ply his vocation,” and evidently disconcerted; "away with thee, retired from the place. In the meanor I will utter that which shall whisk
while, the young countryman bent his thee off to the Tower right quickly.” steps across Tower-hill
, and shortly ar“ You dare not, master mountebank; rived at Aldgate, when having engaged a but come, don't chafe it with me, we bed at a neighbouring inn, he proceeded were once friends you know." This to the house of a scrivener, named Ralph was uttered with such a careless air, that Battencourt. Here he found the man it vexed the mountebank to the quick. of business at his desk, wrapped in a His countenance grew pale with deadly sort of old dressing-gown, and his head rage, and he cried out to two or three covered by a worn-out velvet cap, from soldiers from the Tower, who were lis- under which his long, grey hair, detening to the squabble with evident scended on each side of his sallow and delight—“ Yon villain is Jasper Arkin- unprepossessing countenance. His small, stall, the Papist, seize him on your dark, piercing eyes, were almost hidden