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There came a sound, but not of speech,
That to my thought replied,

Gentle reader,
“ Misery is the marriage-gift
That waits a mortal bride

If thou art not over-much prejudiced

by the advances of modernization, (I like " But lift thine hopes from this base earth, a long new-coined word,) so that, even in This waste of worldly care,

these “ latter days,” thou dost not hesi. And wed thy faith to yon bright sky, tate to place explicit reliance on ancient, For Happiness dwells there !"

yet infallible “ sayings and doings,” (an. L. E. L.

cient enough, since they have been handed

down to us by our grandmothers and who NATURALISTS' CALENDAR. would doubt the weight and authority of Mean Temperature ...


80 many years ?-and infallible enough, since they themselves absolutely believed

in their“quite-correctness,") I will tell thee January 8.

a secret well worth knowing, if that can 1826. First Sunday after Epiphany.

be called a secret which arises out of a

well-known and almost universal custom, CHRONOLOGY.

at least, in “ days of yore.” It is neither On the 8th of January, 1753, died sir more nor less than the possession throughThomas Burnet, one of the judges of the out" the rolling year” of a pocket never court of Common Pleas, of the gout in without money. Is not this indeed his stomach, at his house in Lincoln's-inn secret well worth knowing? Yet the fields. He was the eldest son of the cele- ineans of its accomplishment are exceedbrated Di. Gilbert Burnet, bishop of ingly simple (as all difficult things are Salisbury; was several years consul at when once known.) On the first day of Lisbon; and in November, 1741, made the first new moon of the new year, or so one of the judges of the Common Pleas, soon afterwards as you observe it, all that in room of judge Fortescue, who was ap- you have to do is this :- :-on the first pointed master or the rolls. On No- glance you take at “ pale Luna's silvery vember 23, 1745, when the lord chancellor, crest” in the western sky, put your hand judges, and association of the gentlemen in your pocket, shut your eyes, and turn of the law, waited on his majesty with the smallest piece of silver coin you postheir address, ou occasion of the rebellion, sess upside down in your said pocket. he was knighted. He was an able and up- This will ensure you (if you will but trust right judge, and a great benefactor to the its infallibility !) throughout the whole poor.7

year that “ summum bonum" of earthly wishes, a pocket never empty. If, however, you neglect, on the first appearance

of the moon, your case is hopeless; neverTo the Editor of the Every-Day Book. theless and notwithstanding, at a future Sir,

new moon you may pursue the same Encouraged by your various expres- course, and it will be sure to hold good sions of willingness to receive notices of during the then current month, but not a customs not already “ imprinted” in your

“ whit" longer. first volume, I take the liberty of

This mention of the new moon and its

presenting the first of several which I have crest brings to mind a few verses I wrote not yet seen in print.

some time ago, and having searched my I am, sir,

scrap-book, (undoubtedly not such a one

as Geoffery Crayon's,) I copied them from Your constant reader, thence, and they are here under. Although Chelsea. J. O. W. written in the

merry merry month

of May,” they may be read in the“ dreary * New Monthly Magazine, January, 18%

dark December," for every new moon Genueman's Magazine,

presents the same beautiful phenomenon.


A Simile.
Hast thou ne'er marked, when first the crescent moon
Shines faintly in the western horizon,
V'er her whole orb a slight soft blush o'erspread,

As though she were abashed to be thus seen
From the sun's couch with silver steps retreating?
Hast thou ne'er marked, that when by slow degrees,
Night after night, her crescent shape is lost,
And steadily she gains her stores of light,
Till half her form resplendently proclaims
An envious rival to the stars around-
Then mark'st thou not, that nought of her sweet blush
Remains to please the gazer's wistful sight,
And that she shines increasingly in strength,
Till she is full.orb'd, mistress of the sky ?-
So is it with the mind, when silently
Into the young heart's void steals timorous love.
Then enter with it fancy's fairy dreams,
Visions of glory, reveries of bliss;
And then they come and go, till comes, alas!
Knowledge, forced on us, of the “ world without !"
How soon these scenes of beauty disappear!
How soon fond thought sinks into nothingness !
How soon the mind discovers that true bliss
Reposes not on sublunary things,
Bui is alone when passion's blaze is o'er

In that high happy sphere, where love's supreme. Here it may not be out of place to en- justices at Westminster-hall, for personatdeavour to describe, as familiarly as pos- ing various characters and names, and sible, the cause of the lunar appearance. defrauding numbers of people, in order to Hold a piece of looking-glass in a ray of support his extravagance. It appeared sunshine, and then move a small ball by the evidence, that he had cheated a through the reflected ray: it is easy to

tailor of a suit of velvet clothes, trimmed conceive that both sides will be illumined; with gold; a jeweller of upwards of 1001. that side towards the sun by the direct in rings and watches, which he pawned ; sunbeam, and the side towards the mirror, a coachmaker of a chaise; a carver and though less powerfully, by the reflectea cabinet-maker of household goods; a sunbeam. In a somewhat similar manner, hosier, hatter, and shoemaker, and, in the earth supplies the place of the mirror, short, some of almost every other business, and as at every new moon, and for several to the amount of a large sum. lle somedays after the moon is in that part of her times appeared like a gentleman attended orbit between the earth and the sun, the with livery servants; sometimes as a norays of the sun are reflected from the bleman's steward; and, in the summer earth to the dark side of the moon, and time, he travelled the west of England, in consequently to the inhabitants of that the character of Doctor Rock; and, at the part of the moon, (if any such there be, same time, wrote to London for goods, in and query why should there not be such ?) the names of the Rev. Laroche, and the the earth must present the curious appear- Rev. Thomas Strickland. The evidence ance of a full moon of many limes the was full against him; notwithstanding diameter which ours presents.

which, he made a long speech in his own J. O. W. defence. He was sentenced to six months'

hard labour in Bridewell, and, within that NATURALISTS' CALENDAR. time, to be six times publicly whipped. Mean Temperature ... 36.03. Such offences are familiar to tradesmen

of the present times, through many perpeJanuary 9,

trators of the like stamp; but all of them

are not of the same audacity as Stroud, 1826. Plough Monday.

who, in the month following his convicThe first Monday after Twelfth day.* tion, wrote and published his life, wherein CHRONOLOGY.

he gives a very extraordinary account of On the 9th of January, 1752, William his adventures, but passes slightly over, Stroud was tried before the bench o

or palliates his blackest crimes. He was

bred a haberdasher of small wares in • See vol. 1. p. 7.

Fleet-street, inarried his mistress's sister before his apprentices!rip determined, set from the White Bear to St. James's church up in the Poultry, became a bankrupt, in Piccadilly."* three months got his certificate signed, and again set up in Holborn, where he NATURALISTS' CALENDAR. lived but a little while before he was Mean Temperature :

36. 12. thrown into the King's Bench for debt, and there got acquainted with one Playstowe, who gradually led him into scenes

January 10. of iraud, which he afterwards imitated.

Winter in London. Playstowe being a handsome man, usually passed for a gentleman, and Stroud for On the 10th of January, 1812, it is his steward ; at last the former, after many observed, that London was this day inadventures, married a girl with 40001.

, volved, for several hours, in palpable flew to France, and left Stroud in the darkness. The shops, offices, &c., were lurch, who then retired to Yorkshire, and necessarily lighted up; but, the streets not lived some time with his aunt, pretending being lighted as at night, it required nc his wife was dead, and he was just on the small care in the passenger to find his brink of marrying advantageously, when way, and avoid accidents.

The sky his real character was traced. He then where any light pervaded it, showed the went to Ireland, passed for a man of aspect of bronze. Such is, occasionally, fashion, hired an equipage, made the most the effect of the accumulation of smoke of that country, and escaped to London. between two opposite gentle currents, or His next grand expedition was to the by means of a misty calm. The fuliginous west of England, where he still personated cloud was visible, in this instance, from a the man of fortune, got acquainted with a distance of forty miles. Were it not for young lady, and pursued her to London, the extreme mobility of our atmosphere, where justice overtook him; and, instead this volcano of a hundred thousand months of wedlock, bound him in the fetters of would, in winter, be scarcely habitable lt Bridewell. On the 24th of June, 1752, Stroud re

* Gentleman's Magazine, ceived his last and severest whipping,

| Howard on Climate,

Winter in the Country.

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All out door work
Now stands; the waggoner, with wisp-wound feet,
And wheelspokes almost filled, his destined stage
Scarcely can gain. O'er hill, and vale, and wood,
Sweeps the snow.pinioned blast, and all things veils
In white array, disgnising to the view
Objects well known, now faintly recognised.
One colour clothes the mountain and the plain,
Save where the feathery flakes melt as they fall
Upon the deep blue stream, or scowling lake,
· Or where some beetling rock o'erjutting hangs
Above the vaulty precipice's cove.
Formless, the pointed cairn Dow scarce o'ertops
The level dreary waste; and coppice woods,
Diminished of their height, like bushes seem.
With stooping heads, turned from the storm, the hocks,
Onward still urged by man and dog, escape
The smothering drift; while, skulking at a side,
Is seen the fox, with close downfolded tail,
Watching his time to seize a straggling prey ;
Or from some lofty crag he ominous howls,
And makes approaching night more dismal wal.



Mr. Paul Pry in the Character of Mr. Liston.

“ Just popp'd in, you know !”



if I was in business! I wish to acquaint

every body, that I am not in business, and from

never was in business, though I've a dea PAUL PRY.

of business to do; but then it's for my

own amusement, and that's nobody's To the Editor of the Every-Day Book. business, you know-as I also told 'em, Sir,

They say it's impossible to describe the I hope I don't intrude - I have contents of the book, but that all the parcalled at Ludgate-hill a great many ticulars are in the Index ; that's just what times to see you, and made many kind I wanted; but behold! it is “not out" inquiries, but I am always informed you that is, it is not in-I mean not in the

not at home;" and what's worse, I book-you take. Excuse my humorsomenever can learn when you'll be at home;" ness: I only wish to know when I can I'm constantly told, “ it's very uncertain.” get it? They say in a few days, but, bless This looks very odd; I don't think it you, I don't believe 'em; for though I let correct. Then again, on asking your 'em know I've a world of things to compeople what the Every-Day Book is all municate to you, when you've time to see about? they say it's about every thing; me, and let me ask you a few questions, but that you know is no answer is it? they won't credit me, and why should i I want something more than that. When credit them—I was not born yesterday, I tell 'em so, and that I'm so much en- I assure you.

I'm of a very ancient gaged I haven't time to read, they say the stock, and I've some notion you and I bocik is as useful to people engaged in

are kinsmen-don't you think we are ! business as to people out of business-as I dare say there's a likeness, for I'm sure

we are of the same disposition; if you again, I'll be-Liston! They shall be aren't, how can you find out so much matched, however, if you'll help me. I've " about every thing.” If I can make out copied out my song, and if you'll print it that you are one of the Pry family, it will in the Every-Day Book, it will drive 'em be mutually agreeable-won't it? How mad. I wish, of all things, that Mr. people will stare-won't they?

Cruikshank could see me in the character
I suppose you've heard how I've been of Liston-he could hit me I know-don't
used by Mr. Liston-my private charac- you think he could ?—just as I am..
ter exposed on the public stage, and the “ quite correct”—like he did “Guy Faux"
whole town roaring at the whole of the last 5th of November. I never laughed
Pry family. But we are neither to be so much in all my life as when I saw that.
cried down nor laughed down, and so I'd Bless you, I can mimic Liston all to
have let the play-goers know if the managers nothing. Do get your friend George to
had allowed me to sing a song on New- your house some day-any day he likes-
year's night, in imitation of Mr. Liston it's all one to me, for I call every day ;
when he's a playing me. Will you be- and as I'm an every-day" man, you
lieve it—they burst out a laughing, and know, why you might pop me at the head
would not let me go on the boards—they of the song in your Every Day Book-
said the audience would suppose me to be that's a joke you know, I can't help
the actor himself; what harm would that laughing—so droll! I've enclosed the
have done the theatre ?-can you tell? song, you see.
They said, it would hurt Mr. Liston's
feelings--never considering my feelings ! The wish of this correspondent is complied with,
If ever I try to serve them or their theatre

and the manner wherein, it is presumed, he wou!
have sung the song, is hinted at parenthetically.)

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