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THE EVERY DAY BOOK.--JUNE 16.

FLORAL DIRECTORY.

ments, under king William and queen haviour in the former. Scane Jenyn Anne, were rewarded by munificent pub- favours this doctrine of transmigration, lic grants, and a public funeral in W'est- “first, from its justice; secondly, from its minster-abbey.

utility; and lastly, from the difficulty we lie under to acconnt for the sufferings of mauy innocent creatures without it." He

says, “ If we look around us, we cannot Moss Privince Rose. Rosa muscosa.

but observe a great and wretched variety Dedicated to St. Julitta.

of this kind; numberless animals subjected by their own natures to many miseries,

and by our cruelties to many more, incaCRUELTY TO ANIMALS.

pable of crimes, and consequently incapaTo the Editor of the Every-Day Book.

ble of deserving them, called into being, Dear Sir,

as far as we can discover, only to be miA great deal has been lately attempt. serable for the service or diversion of ed, by men of feeling minds, to prevent others less meritorious than themselves, wanton cruelty towards animals; which without any possibility of preventing, de(unhappily even in this enlightened age, serving, or receiving recompense for their is but too prevalent.

unhappy lot, if their whole existence is The lower class of persons, to whom the comprehended in the narrow and wretchcare of the horse is intrusted, frequently ed circle of their present life." He then possess less sense than those noble ani- proceeds to observe, that the theory mals, which groan under their tyranny; here inculcated, removes all these difficul. we constantly find ignorant farriers, who ties, and reconciles all these seemingly think that a cure can only be effected, by unjust dispensations, with the strictest most violent and painful remedies. It is justice. Ii informs us, that their sufferto these brutal men, that the lameness of ings may by no means be understood, but so many horses may be attributed; for, as the just punishments of their former not understanding the beautiful and sin- behaviour, in a state, where by means of gular construction of the interior of a their vices, they may have escaped them. horse's foot, by cutting away the hoof It teaches us, that the pursued and perthey contract the foot, and gradually pre- secuted fox, was once probably some vent the elasticity so necessary: thus by crafty and rapacious minister, who had repeated shoeing, the foot is cramped, as purchased by his ill acquired wealth, that much so, as a man's who would attempt safety, which he cannot now procure by to walk in a shoe considerably too tight his flight; that the bull, baited with all for him. Lameness ensues, and these the cruelties that human ingenuity, or farriers pronounce the seat of lameness human malevolence can invent, was once any where but where it actually exists; some relentless tyrant, who had inflicted then comes firing and blistering, and all the tortures which he endures; that every possible torture, and the poor ani- the poor bird, blinded, imprisoned, and mal lamed for life, long before his time, at last starved to death in a cage, may is consigned to the lowest drudgery, and have been some unforgiving creditor; and subsequently to the dogs.

the widowed turtle, pining away life for The inhuman rate at which horses are the loss of her mate, some fashionable driven in stage coaches, conduces greatly wife, rejoicing at the death of her hujto mortality; this consumption of animal band, which her own ill-usage had occalife is, in some instances, one in three sioned. Never can the delicious repast annually.

of roasted lobsters excite my appetite, Soame Jenyns, whose works are well whilst the ideas of the tortures in which known, and who was himself a man of the those innocent crealures have expired finest feelings, in a paper On Cruelty to present themselves to my imagination Animals, adverts to the disciples of Py- But when I consider that they must have thagoras, who held that the souls of men, once probably been Spaniards at Mexice, and all other animals, existed in

or Dutchmen at Amboyna, I fall too, of perpetual transmigration, and that with a good stomach and a good conwhen by death they were dislodged from science. Never can I repose myself with one corporeal habitation, they were im- satisfaction in a post chaise, whilst I look mediately reinstated in another, happier upon the starved, foundered, accelerated, ir more miserable, according to their be- and excoriated animals which draw it, as

state

THIE EVERY DAY BOOK.-JUNE 16.

THE SEASON,

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THE EAST WIND.

mere horses, condemned to such unme-
rited torments for my convenience, but I
reflect, they must have undoubtedly ex-

To the Editor of the Every-Duy Book
isted in the fathers of the holy inquisi-

Sir,
Lion. I very well know that these senti-

The perusal of your reinarks on the sea-
ments will be treated as ludicrous by

son and the winds, in the Every-Day many of my readers, but they are in them- Book, page 707, reminded me of some selves just and serious, and carry with lines I wrote at Ramsgate. If

you

know them the strongest probability of their Wellington-crescent, where they were truth. So strong is it, that I cannot but composed, you know a very pretty place, hope it will have some good effect on the for either summer or winter residence. conduct of those polite people, who are

I am, Sir, &c. too sagacious, learned, and courayeous to

June 6, 1825.

J S.
be kept in awe by the threats of hell and
damnation; and I exhort every fine lady
to corsider, how wretched will be her
condition, if after twenty or thirty years A summer sun in brightness glows,
spent at cards, in elegant rooms, kept But, ah! the blighting east wind blows,
warm by good fires and soft carpets, she

And weighs the spirit down!
should at last be obliged to change places All smiling is th’enlivening ray,
with one of her coach horses; and every That tips with silvery tinge the spray,
fine gentleman to reflect, how much more

O'er ocean's bosom thrown !
wretched would be his, if after wasting Yet, all inviting though it seems,
his estate, his health, and his life in ex-

And tempts one forth to court its beams
travagance, indolence, and luxury, he
should again revive in the situation of For I am one who hate and dread

I tremblingly retire:
one of his creditors."

That eastern blast, and oft have fled
Besides Jenyns's suppositions, allow me

Its pestilences dire !
to notice the crimping of fish, the skinning
of eels alive, the whipping of pigs to death, But the young shoots that round me rise
to make them tender, the boiling of live And make me old,—(though still unwise)
crabs, having first put them in cold water

Feel no such fear as I
to make them lively; together with the Brimful of joy they venture forth
preference given to hunted hares, on ac-

Wind blowing west, south, east, or north,

If cloudless be the sky!
count of their delicacy of muscles, softened
by worry and exertion. These are but

They tripping lightly o'er the path,
too common instances of a barbarous To them yet free from grief or scath,
taste.

Press on—and onward still, At this season of enjoyment and leisure, With brow unwrinkled yet by care, when we derive pleasure from contem With spirit buoyant as the airplating the beautiful forms and appear

They breathe at freedom's will. ances of nature, and are grateful for annual abundance, let us reflect on the cri- Where shipwreck'd seamen oft deplore minal heedlessness wherewith we allow The loss of all their scanty store,

They rove at ebb of tide
our appetites and pleasures to be indulg. In quest of shells, or various weed,
ed, by needless sufferings in the ani- That, from the bed of ocean freed,
mals we subdue to our wants and whims.

Their anxious search abide.
While we endeavour to inculcate kind-
ness in our children towards one another, Proud and elated with their prize,
let us teach them kindness to the mean (All eagerness with sparkling eyes,
est of created beings. I know that the

The treasures home are brought Every-Day Book widely circulates in fami- To me, who plunged in gloom the while, lies; the humane sentiments that perrue At home have watch'd the sea bird's guile :it, must therefore have considerable in.

Or, in a sea of thought, fluence, and for this reason I select i as

Have sent my spirit forth to find
a channel for conveying a humane zug- Fit food for an immortal mind,
gestion.

Else of itself the prey!
I am, dear Sir,

And in th' abstraction of that mood.

Full oft I've realized the good,
I. B

We boast not every day.

Yours sincerely:

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THE EVERY-DAY BOOK.--JUNE 17, 18.

Sometimes tho', with a courage bold, almanacs on this day, but he stands in As ever faced the arctic's cold,

the Romish calendar, on the 22d of the 1 pace the Colonnade ;*

month. And then am soon compelled to beat,

St. Alban was born at Verulam, in And seek a cowardly retreat, Within the parlour's shade!

Hertfordshire, in the third century, and

went to Rome, where he served seven Sometimes the place,t warm shelter' d close, years as a soldier under Dioclesian. He Where Sharwood's decorated house, afterwards returned to England, became

From roof to step all flowers, a Christian, and suffered martyrdom in Shines forth as Flora's temple, where

303, during the dreadful persecution Dominion falls to sea and air ;

raised by Dioclesian. Several miracles Napoleonic powers !

are said by Bede to have been wrought at There, snugly shelter'd from the blast,

his martyrdom.* My eyes right pensively I cast

The fame of Alban, recorded as it was Wnere famed sir Williams's bark by Bede, made a deep impression on the Lies moor'd, awaiting the time when minds of the superstitious. “The EcclesiThat Noah of citizens again

astical History” of that author, was pubShall venture on such ark :

lished in 731; and in the year 795, Offa, But, ah ! still round the corner creeps,

king of the Mercians, built a monastery That tiench'rous wind ! and still it sweeps

to the honour of Alban, on the place Too clean the path I tread :

where he had suffered, then called by the Arm'd as with numerous needle points, Anglo-Saxons, Holmhurst, but since, in Its paintul searchings pierce my joints, honour of the martyr, named St. Alban's.

And then capsize my head ! The town built near the abbey still retains So home again full trot I speed,

the latter appellation; and the abbey

church is even yet in existence, having, at As, after wound, the warrior's steed; And sit me down, and sig!

the suppression of the monasteries by O'er the bard-hearted fate of those

Henry the Eighth, been purchased by a rich Who feel like me these east-wind woes clothier of the name of Stump, for 4001., That biaiu and marrow try! and converted by him into a parochial

church, for the use of the inhabitants. In the Again upon the sea I look,

year 1257, some workmen repairing this Of nature that exhaustless book With endless wonder fraught :

ancient church, found the remains of some How oft upon that sea I've gazed,

sheets of lead, containing relics, with a Whose world of waters has amazed

thick plate of lead over them, upon which Man-social or untaught.

was cut the following inscription :And, spite of all that some may say,

“ In hoc Mausoleo inventum est It is the place from day to day,

Venerabile corpus SANCTI ALBANI, Proto
Whereon the soul can dwell! Martyris Anglurum."'t
My soul enkindles at the sight
of such accumulated might;
And loves such grandeur well!

FLORAL DIRECTORY.
J. S. Monkey Flower. Mimulus luteus

Dedicated to St. Nicandeo.
June 17.

June 18.
Sts. Nicandeo and Marcian, about A. D.

303. St. Botulph, Abbot, A. D. 655. Sts. Marcus and Marcellianus, A.D. 286. St. Avitus, or Avy, A.D. 530. St. Mo St. Marina, 8th. Cent. St. Elizabeth lingus, or Dairchilla, Bp. A. D. 697. of Sconage, Abbess, A.D. 1165. St St. Prior, Hermit, 4th Cent.

Amand, Bp. of Bourdeaux.

CHRONOLOGY. St. Alban. This saint, the proto-martyr of Britain, terminated the personal power of Napo

1815. The battle of Waterloo, which is in the church of England calendar and lean, was fougnt on this day.

* Wellington-crescent,
† Albion-place.

Audley. + Brady's Clavy.

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BATTLE OF WATERLOO

There was a sound of revelry by night,
And Belgium's capital lad gathered then
Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright
The lamps shoue o'er fair women and brave men :
A thousand hearts beat happily; and when
Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again,

And all went merry as a marriage-bell;
But hush ! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising koelt!

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Did ye not hear it ?- No ; 'twas but the wind,
Or the car rattling o'er the stony street;
On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ;
No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet
To chase the glowing hours with flying fleet---
But, hark !---that heavy sound breaks in once more,
As if the clouds its echo would repeat;

And nearer, nearer, deadlier than before.
Arm! arm ! it is !---it is---the cannon's opening rcil!

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Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro,
And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress,
And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago
Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ;
And there were sudden partings, such as press
The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs
Which ne'er might be repeated : who could guess

If ever more should meet those mutual eyes,
Since upon nights so sweet such awful moru cuuld rise ?

And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed,
The mustering squadron, and the clattering car,
Went pouring forward with impetuous speed,
And swiftly forming in the ranks of war;
And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ;
And near, the beat of the alarming drum
Roused by the soldier ere the morning star ;

While thronged the citizens with terror dumb,
Or whispering, with white lips—“ The foe! they come ! tliey coniga"

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And wild, and high, the “ Cameron's gathering rose !"
The war-note of Lochiel, which Albya s hills
Have heard, and heard, too, bave her Saxon foes :
How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills,
Savage and shrill! but with the breath which fills
Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers
With the fierce native daring which instils

The stirring memory of a thousand years,
And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears

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And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves,
Dewy with Nature's tear-drops, as they pass,
Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieres,
Over the unreturning brave,-alas!
Ere evening to be trodden like the grass
Which now beneath them, but above shall grow
In its next verdure, when this fiery mass

Of living valour, rolling on the foe
And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.

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