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a new acquaintance with him every time he returned.-soul! what sorrowful confusion she used to make when But the circumstances of his profession were beyond his she tried to enlighten me on things she so dimly comprecontrol; and as it happened that there were no nearly con- hended herself! Again, she was very rheumatic, and as nected branches of our family to whose care I could be the church had the reputation of being damp, and service instrusted, my father found it impossible to do otherwise was performed in it only every other Sunday, owing to than place me with an old woman who had attended my the clergyman living at a distance, I had not the opportu mother most faithfully during her long illness which ended nity of attending Divine worship, and thereby gaining some in her death, and to whose charge she had especially com- knowledge of holy things. Mrs. Tetty, was, moreover, a mitted me; and indeed a kinder, better nurse never lived rigid churchwoman, and this prevented our attending any than poor Mrs. Tetty. of the chapels; so that, from various causes, we seemed

My father saw me gradually improving under her care, excluded from public worship altogether. She, however, from the little sickly baby my mother. left, to the strong kind soul! taught me all she knew, and that well. I rosy child which he afterwards found me. As we lived could knit and sew, and was qualified in every respect for in a secluded village in a part of England remote from a notable housewife. I watched our little meals cooking any considerable town, but where my mother's property when she was otherwise occupied; I neatly mended my lay, I had not the advantage of attending any good school; own clothes, folded them up, and put them by with scrubut as all the hamlet consisted of small farmers and their pulous care; I even tried to wash, mounted in my little labourers, I was looked upon as by no means inferior in pair of pattens to the wash-tub, and was praised for my accomplishments, or even learning, to any of them, though skill; I could iron without burning the clothes or my I was so utterly ignorant that now I am frightened to own fingers; and was believed, by my simple-minded think of it; for what lay beyond the affairs and objects of guardian, to be as well-trained a little maiden as any in our narrow every-day life I knew nothing-nay, even of the three next counties.

these I knew, as it were, only the externals. I never re- I believe I was naturally observant, so that the habitual flected; I was only a mere animal, using its five senses, exercise of this first faculty in the infant mind was obbut no more: but of an intellectual or spiritual existence tained without poor Mrs. Tetty's interference; and yet, knowing as little as the fowls of the air. We were all as when I call to remembrance how she commended me for people having eyes, but seeing not; ears, but hearing not; what she called my "sharpness," she, after all, perhaps, and hearts, but yet not comprehension. I was, in most was the great spur to its exercise, for a kind word from respects, like Peter Bell and the primrose, which her-and when did she give me any thing else?—was to me sufficient stimulant and reward.

"A yellow primrose was to him,
But it was nothing more."

No child ever loved the most tender mother better than I did my humble friend, and our separation was a cruel pang; but I could not then foresee the happy consequences it would produce to us both.

To me, however, a flower had charms beyond the mere outside, and stirred sentiments within me which came and went, yet were never understood; but generally speaking, At eight years old I was a tall, robust, ruddy girl, with all that surrounded me were but things with names; I an immense quantity of curling chestnut hair, dangling learnt their names, and there my knowledge ceased: but into my eyes and hanging about my shoulders. I knew afterwards, when my mind was awakened, I was amazed every field in the parish, and every creature wild and tame at the ramifications, as it were, of knowledge which spread that might be found in them. In the summer I went into from the commonest things that surrounded me; and then the hay-fields, to work or play, as I willed it, and to ride it was that 1 found to my infinite amazement, that glass, in the empty wagons, or to tear my frock and hands in for instance, was not mere glass, nor salt mere salt, but gathering sprays of wild roses, or long trailing stems of involved in a thousand ways, subjects of the most delight- the beautiful blue vetch. 1 was up with the earliest dawn ful interest. But how much more did all this apply to my to pick mushroons in the old pasture-fields; I went a-gleanspiritual nature as connected with religious knowledge! ing; I gathered blackberries, and spent whole days in I had been told that there was a God-that I must repeat picking bilberries on a wide heath some miles off, with a form of words called prayers morning and night, or that the poor children of the parish, who gained their living he would be angry; that I must speak the truth, or he at that season by doing so; and being taught by Mrs. would be displeased: in short, that I must perform all Tetty to give my gatherings to my humble associates, I the moral duties to avert his anger; I therefore had to- was, wherever I went, an honoured and welcome companwards him no sentiment but that of undefined fear.-ion. There was not a man, woman or child, in the village Here ended all my religious knowledge-all was vague, that I did not familiarly know. Many a baby had I dark, and unpleasing. Of love, gratitude, and the filial nursed, and for many a little creature's untimely death I reverence which all the human family owe to their hea- had sincerely mourned. These are small things to write venly Parent, I knew nothing. This my utter ignorance about, and I tell them, not to make my young readers my father saw and deplored, nay, even tried to remedy; think too well of me, but as traits of my early character, but his visits were either too short or my nature too vola- training, and life; and if I add that I believe I was gentile, for any permanent impression to be made by his in- erally beloved, let me not be thought vain, but do, my structions: and, in spite of his earnest entreaties to Mrs. dear young reader, take into consideration that, among Tetty, that I might be properly taught in these matters, I the poor people with whom I associated, there was so made no progress whatever; and how, indeed, could I? much kindness, so much patient endurance of poverty and for poor Mrs. Tetty, with the best will in the world, was pain, and such unostentatious sympathising of poor neighquite inadequate to the task. She was very ignorant, and, bour with neighbour, that no one could have been, as I having weak sight, could barely spell out a chapter in the was, among them daily, nay, almost hourly, without havBible-which, by some unaccountable chance, seemed ing the heart improved, and the affections and charities always to open at a chapter of genealogy. Poor dear of its nature called into activity, and thereby winning their

confidence and love. Mrs. Tetty was a most kind-hearted, the country over in every direction, and was, in my vabenevolent creature; and was enabled by the allowance grant and out-of-doors life, as bold and independent, and that was made for my maintainance, and our really frugal as full of adventurous pleasure, as the most arrant gipsy way of living, to be a general benefactor. I was her al- that pitched her tent in our lanes. This life of freedom moner, and through my intimate knowledge of every gave me the full use of all my limbs, and an energy and household, I became acquainted with all its wants and independence of character, which I found afterwards exsorrows, which we had often the means and always the tremely useful, and which, in a degree, counterbalanced will to relieve. Oh, when I look back to those times, some of the defects of my early education.

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and see their happiness, their simplicity, and their humble Such was I, when my father announced his intention usefulness, how do I mourn over the one fault which of visiting us, and for a longer period than usual. The poisoned it all-our ignorance of the true nature of God tidings were those of great joy, for dear Mrs. Tetty had and religion, though in practice often so truly Christian! always encouraged, in my young heart, the most ardent Although I was a considerable heiress in this country affection for my father; and, perfectly believing she had district, I knew little of it. There was no parade about entirely fulfilled her duty towards me, she anticipated his any thing. The honest farmer who acted as my father's coming with impatience almost equal to my own. bailiff quietly collected his yearly rents, transmitted them talked of it morning, noon, and night: and such was the to his agent in town, paid our small though amply suffi- constant integrity of her conduct, that now nothing was cient stipend, and there was an end of the matter. Our done differently in the prospect of my father's coming, cottage was on the farm of this good man. nor was I instructed to do thus and thus, nor to say this sweet little spot embosomed in trees, with a large garden or the other before him; for Mrs. Tetty believed every and a small orchard of old mossy trees, which, neverthe. thing had been done that he could desire, and exactly ac less, produced apples so red and so golden, that, in after cording to his wishes.

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years, whenever I heard of the Hesperian apples, I saw in The first few days of my father's visit were days of fancy those of our old orchard. Among the branches of unmingled pleasure; he found me grown beyond his the trees, and in their gnarled trunks, the robin, the chaf hopes, and full of affection and buoyant spirits; and "all finch, the missel-thrush, the throstle, and the blackbird, went merrily as a marriage bell" till Sunday, when, as found warm and safe retreats: for in my predatory excur- there was that day no service, my father took me by the sion I never harried the nest of any bird which, as it hand, and, seating me beside him on a little branch in the were, had sought our protection. At the bottom of the orchard began to question me on religious subjects. He orchard ran a small winding brook, with broken banks, mos. had been himself most religiously educated in his youth, sy, and covered with every graceful and abundant plant that and I have heard it said, performed family-worship for loves the water side. The stream was shaded by alders, many years with wonderful solemnity and propriety, after with here and there an immense half-decaying willow, his father's death, which occurred when he was but seven which formed in itself a picturesque union of old age and years old; and he had always thought it of the highest vigorous youth. On the orchard-banks grew snowdrops importance that children should receive very early religious and wild daffodils, flowers which I can never see without knowledge; it may therefore be imagined what would be the freshness and happiness of my early years returning his horror to find me, though a Christian's child, as ignowith the memory of that green quiet orchard. Under the rant as a little Pagan. My answers to his questions, and hedges, among the brown half-dissected leaves of the holly, my remarks, were, I believe, painfully irrational or foolish; sprang up the first violets of the year-violets thickly and I am ashamed to think how the ignorance which, in the clustered as the stars in the sky, white and blue, an al- opennness of my nature, I fully revealed, must have shockmost inexhaustible succession, though my little basket ed and wounded his deeply religious mind. Never shall was filled every morning. I forget the agony of my spirit when I saw him burst into tears, and bewail over me as a lost, neglected creature, Our garden was as old-fashioned as could well be con- The sudden sense of a great calamity fell upon me, and I ceived: we had no flowers but of the most primitive felt as if I had, in some way, betrayed a fatal secret, which kinds, but those in such luxuriant abundance as quite to would bring misery on dear Mrs. Tetty; for I heard my make up for their inferior quality. Never did I see such father couple her name with epithets which, though I could clumps of crocuses as ours, nor such roots of polyanthu-not fully understand, I knew to imply indignant reproach. ses, and yellow and lilac primroses. Poor Mrs. Tetty After some time he took me again by the hand, and reloved her garden next to myself, and was very particular in turned with me to the house, when he poured out his the management of her auriculas, pinks, and carnations; deep displeasure against the amazed Mrs. Tetty. She had hence hers were reckoned the finest in the country; and warm feelings-loved me better than her life; and, bemany an old neighbour came in on a Sunday evening, lieving me so faultless a creature, was no less hurt than andressed in his best, to walk in our garden, and quietly com- gry at my fathers reproaches. The result of this strange pliment Mrs. Tetty on the extraordinary excellence of and distressing scene was my father's determination to reher favorite flowers, or to beg a cutting or root of one or move me from her guardianship; and, spite of my praythe other, which the kind creature never refused. ers to remain, and Mrs. Tetty's tears, expostulations, and

It was a happy life I led! I had tame rabbits, pet upbraidings, she was ordered to pack up my little wardrobbins, and a sparrow so remarkably tame as to sit perched robe, and have me ready for a journey to-morrow. What on my finger, eat from my lip, come at my call, and nestle a sad evening that was! I sate like one stupified with in my bosom to rest for hours together. I had a cat and some strange sorrow, and many, many times half bemany families of kittens, and a terrier dog, wonderfully lieved it a painful dream, from which I tried in vain to gly, as every body assured me, but come, nevertheless, of wake. Nothing in the world, I am sure, could have preso good a race as to be in general request for every rat-catch- vailed on poor Mrs. Tetty to make the needful preparaing and otter-hunting within many miles. I had strolled tions, but the knowledge that I must be the sufferer if she

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men 4 cu able to kituiticas, it isdie It was wonderful that, with a heart so capable of reop die vorce and the expression/ceiving Divine knowledge, she had lived so long in ignopynx and can hul read its milicucerance of its tacts. I recollected afterwards that my father, while deploring my neglected state, had said he had Moduly in low days were there seen hittle children younger than myself, sprung of Pagan is took of had heca uy micution wo over parents, in the lonely islands where God had blessed the ale brow all the circumstances of my missionary labours, reading the Bible under their palmappendeat Lung brack and sand, and, so doing, the old people in those islands, as my father had described 1, D, a deck lex love and adune my poor hum-them, receiving, as a thirsty soil drinks in water, the omen, að mne to talk about her, and on knowledge of God and the blessed means of our salvation, Wlout wase my surprise with a comprehension amazing to those who instructed prostion, who observed to them,-so far did it seem beyond the measured limits of con, test du hoped he would their other faculties. With what amazement and delight jele reddence with us, and did we read the story of Joseph! his being torn from his ludes ho uw inspection. - doting father came home to her heart. The exploits of Ey laut Alur Horman, with that David-the lives and deeds of Elisha and Elijah—the inder-decop forketing without even object-tegrity and wonderful deliverance of the three faithful koko kruddly for the poor woman, children from the burning fiery furnace, and of Daniel eddigatran to her, and ending from the lions' den-but, above all, the history of the do means of tustructing her on Shunamite woman and her little son, and of David and storant of, and yet so worthy of the lost child of his affections, were full of the most engewered by this goodness, that I grossing interest to her; and in all she found something

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to which her own heart and its experience responded.But if I first pointed out these extraordinarily interesting histories to the dear old creature, it was she who first awoke my mind to the beauty, the purity, the benevolence, and the heroism, of the character of our Saviour. What a pleasant life we now led! Mrs. Herman ever encouraged me to converse on these subjects, which to me were the most delightful and interesting we ever spoke upon; for she made religion so lovely to my heart by the cheerfulness of her conversation, and the brightness of her hopes, that I could not believe any one could shrink from it as a gloomy subject.

Thus passed over several years. In the meantime I was learning a variety of things which it was necessary for me to know,-geography, and the natural history and manners of the inhabitants of the eastern countries, among the rest: these I found wonderfully to elucidate my knowledge of Scripture facts, and I aspired to teach Mrs. Tetty the same; but here, poor thing, she was as dull as a block, and seemed to comprehend nothing about them; her heart was not touched by them, and all Mrs. Tetty's knowledge must pass through her affections. I therefore left her to her Bible alone, while I read and studied various other books, and gained as much knowledge as to satisfy my friends, if not myself.

But why need I now pursue the subject? my kind young readers who have gone thus far with me, will be sure that the latter days of poor Mrs. Tetty were made as happy as possible-they were so indeed! She lived to a good old age; and then, full of love and peace, passed to that brighter world for which the knowledge of her latter years had so worthily prepared her.

From the Juvenile Forget-Me-Not, for 1836. THE LITTLE TEACHER.

BY MARY HOWITT.

CONSTANCE SPEAKS.

Now, brother Claude,

Sit down on this seat, I pray; Sit down, this very minute,

For you've learnt nothing to-day.

There's a good little brother!

Now w'ell turn the book through, And I'll find some pretty pictures, And explain them all to you.

Now listen to every word I say-
That's a dear little fellow;
But don't you call green blue,
And red, yellow.

Listen with both your ears, Claude,
And look with both your eyes;
Green, you know, is for the trees,
And blue is for the skies.

And these butter cups are yellow,
And this rose is red;

It's no use talking at all

If you dont remember what is said.

And now, love, this is water,

With a dog plunging through, And he frightens those two geese Till they don't know what to do.

And there's an old-fashioned lad
Laughing as loud as he can;

Like Tommy Merton in a cocked hat,
And with a coat and waistcoat like a man.

And that fat woman in the yard

Has been washing you may see; She is hanging out the clothes to dry, As busy as a bec.

"Marget!" shouts the magpie in the cage,
And his chattering will not ceasc,
So she never hears how the dog
Is barking at the geese;

Or else she'd off with her pattens,
And out in a famous hurry,
To drive those lads up the road

Away with a hurry-skurry!

Now, if you turn your eyes

To the farm-yard over the way, You may see the cows ready for milking, And a wagon-load of hay.

If you want to know the farmer's name,
It is "Jeremiah Stack;"

I can read it on the wagon-side
Painted in letters black.

And there stand the bec-hives under the wall,
Four of them in a row;

And look at that little bantam!-
Can't you hear him crow?

But there's nobody about the house,
Either behind or before;
So now, Claude, we'll turn on
And look for something more.

And next are tall cameleopards,

See how stately they stand! Not in this country, you see, But in their own native land.

This is a peep into Africa;

See what great trees are there! Palms as high as church-steeples, Towering up into the air.

I'm sure to be in such a country
Would fill one with amaze;
Only look at that cameleopard

Stooping his long legs to graze!

And that other with his long neck, Just going to brouse,

Half way up that huge tree,

Upon its thick, leafy boughs!

And, I dare say, not far off,

There are elephants if one could see;

I should not wonder if a great bull elephant
Were just behind that tree;

Lifting up his great trunk

To reach something for himself,
Or else resting his heavy tusks
As if upon a shelf.

Yet big as these creatures are,
They are so tractable and mild,
That a great black elephant

Has often been led by a child.

Now let us see what comes next:-
Oh, here's a summer's day,
And there are the country people
All busy making hay.

What a very different scene
Is this one from the other!
A hay-field is a pleasant place,
I can tell you, little brother.

I've been in a hay-field

All day from morning till night;
And, dear me! what things I saw

That filled me with delight!

There I saw the nest of the field-mouse,
So snug and so round!

Full of pretty little young mice,

In a hole in the ground.

And there I saw dragon-flies,
Some purple and some gold;
And flowers, like garden-flowers,
As many as my hands would hold!

Then we had dinner-such a dinner!
All of us, under a tree;
You shall go to the hay-field, Claude,
And what fun it will be!

Now, I declare, this very minute
We'll go, for I heard say,
That the people were haymaking
Down in the meadows to-day.

that he has made out his case of ingratitude and apostacy against Louis Philippe : but he has made one great, and in every sense, radical mistake-he lays the whole blame of this change on the king, when in fact, the greater part of it belongs to the persons and principles which the king has been forced to repudiate.

Ad hominem M. Sarrans's argument is conclusive;—and the answers which the king and his friends have attempted are miserably weak, and must necessarily be so, because they have not yet had the courage to produce their real defence-by honestly confessing 'That they have abandoned the principles which they and M. Sarrans professed in 1830, because they have found, by cruel experience, that with such principles no government-no society could exist.' Upon this truth they have had the boldness and good sense to act but they have not yet the moral courage to avow it; and until they shall frankly make that admission, M. Sarrans and their other antagonists may urge with perfect justice the shameful inconsistency between their practice and their professions.

Before we proceed to the main object-the personal history of Louis Philippe-we think it right to notice one or two assertions made by M. Sarrans relative to England, which we can, from our own knowledge, pronounce to be either utter mistakes or gross misrepresentations; for instance, he says, that

the elevation of the Duke of Orleans to the throne of France was the favourite project of Dumouriez even to his last hour. At the moment when Louis XVIII. meditated the invasion of Spain, the old general communicated a project of this kind to Mr. Canning-then prime minister-who entertained it, and opened a negociation to that purport, but it was interrupted within three weeks, by the death of Dumouriez.'-p. 106.

We do not insist on the misstatement (though of some importance) of Mr. Canning's being at that time (1823) prime minister, nor on the absurdity of supposing that a negociation for such great and prospective objects could be defeated by the death of the poor old Dumouriez, at the age of eighty-four and in the retirement of an English village. We knew General Dumouriez personally during the latter years of his life, and we can say, that we never heard him express any thing like the sentiments imputed to him; and, indeed, long before the war with Spain was or could have been even meditated, the poor old man was totally incapable of originating or conducting either intrigue or negociation. But, we further know, and can now, without any breach of confidence, assert, that no such proposition From the Quarterly Review. ever reached the British government from any quarter, and that, consequently, no negociation was, or could LOUIS PHILIPPE ET LA CONTRE REVOLUTION have been opened on the subject. If our readers will DE 1830. Par B. Sarrans, jeune. 2 tomes. Paris, 1834. take the superfluous trouble of referring to the ParliaWE alluded to this work in our last Number as a for-mentary Debates, they will find that Mr. Canning was, at mal bill of indictment preferred against Louis Philippe, the time, the object of an exactly opposite and contradictofor every species of political apostacy and of private in-ry charge, namely, of having in his speeches on those gratitude. We now resume a more particular considera- Spanish affairs represented England as bound by express tion of the work-not with the view of entering into the guarantee to maintain the existing dynasty on the throne polemic details of the squabbles between the citizen-king of France. This was as little true as is M. Sarrans's conand his quondam friends-with which our readers are, trary statement; but when Mr. Canning's language could we believe, sufficiently acquainted, and may be, we fear, have given rise to such a misunderstanding, it is clear somewhat tired-but for the purpose of recording some that he could not have volunteered an intrigue for the anecdotical facts concerning the new dynasty. Though overthrow of that dynasty, towards which he was supwe are far from giving implicit credit to all M. Sarrans's posed to be too favourable. assertions and, though we reject the whole of his doc

On another point M. Sarrans is equally misinformed—

trines and most of his reasonings, it is impossible to deny he says,—

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