THIS beautiful fruit was procured and brought into Europe by the overthrow of Mithridates, king of Pontus, when he was driven from his dominions by Lucullus, the Roman general, who found the cherry-tree growing in Cerasus, a city of Pontus, (now called Keresoun, a maritime town belonging to the Turks in Asia,) which his army destroyed, and whence it derived the name of cherry. Lucullus, who was as great an admirer of nature as he was of the arts, thought this tree of so much importance, that when he was granted a triumph it was placed in the most conspicuous situation among the royal treasures, which he obtained from the sacking of the capital of Armenia. It is doubtful if there was a more valuable acquisition made to Rome by that war, which is stated by Plutarch to have cost the Armenians one hundred and fifty-five thousand men. We may very justly style it the fruit of the Mithridatic war. It was in the sixty-eighth year before the birth of Christ, that Lucullus planted the cherry-tree in Italy, which " was so well stocked," says Pliny, "that in less than twenty-six years after, other lands had cherries, even as far as Britain beyond the ocean.' This would make their introduction to England as early as the forty-second year before Christ, although they are generally stated not to have been brought to this country until the early part of the reign of Nero, A. D. 55. There is an account of a cherry-orchard, of thirty-two acres, in Kent, which, in the year 1540, produced fruit that sold in these early days for one thousand pounds; which seems an enormous sum, as at that period good land is stated to have let for one shilling per acre. We can only reconcile our minds to the

the Burgundians, were some who no way liked the English, knowing that sometime after christmas they would be given up to the government of England. When the month of April came, many of the principal inhabitants of Paris held speech among themselves, in conspiracy against the English, there were counsellors of the law and of parliament, merchants, artizans, and others of note in their calling, and they agreed upon a sign, by which to recognize each other, when the time should be come. But they had confided their purpose to a carmelite friar, named Pierre d'Allix, who having been arrested, and tortured, revealed the names of conspirators; some of whom were drowned, some tortured to death because they would not betray their brethren's names, some were beheaded on the market place, others bought their lives by giving up all they possessed into the hands of the English; and it was remarked on this same day, many white roses were seen to flourish as if to decorate the martyrdom of those who were butchered by the English.

"And when the news came to Paris, that King Charles was crowned at Rheims, and with Joan, was coming hither, the Burgundian inhabitants sent to the Duke of Burgundy, the Bishop of Noyon, several doctors of theology and some of the most wealthy of the citizens of Paris, in order that the said duke should come with a great force, to resist the said Charles of Valois as they styled him, not being willing to call him king. And in fact the duke came, and with him eight hundred menat-arms, which caused great joy to the Parisians, but he shortly went away, and his sister returned to Laon, for she very much feared the war of the Armagnacs, which then raged strongly.

"Now when the Duke of Bedford, who was in Normandy, heard of the coronation of Charles VII. he sent to England for more men-at-arms. Then the Cardinal Winchester raised four thousand men, under pretext of a crusade against the Bohemians but sent them instead, to the aid of the Duke of Bedford in France."

(To be continued in our next.)

1302.

THE TOKEN.

Though envious fate has condemned us to part,
Believe me, thy image still lives in my heart;
For absence but fosters affection like mine,
And brightens a flame that can never decline.
A nonth-and it seems like an age, of regret-
A lingering month has elapsed since we met:
And nonght could have banished the fiend of despair,
But one precious token-that dear lock of hair.

And while cruel fortune's relentless decree.
Thus holds me from happiness, home, and from thee;
And while, with a constancy nothing can move,
This heart shall be true to the maiden I love-
Oh! wilt thou, with ardour and faith like his own,
Still love, and still live for thy William alone?
Still cherish his image, dear girl, in thy breast?
Oh, promise but this, and thy William is blest.

For hope whispers sweetly that fate will relent
Nor longer our heart's purest wishes prevent.
That time in his course will soon usher the day,
When I from thy presence no longer shall stray.
O then, my Eliza, until we shall meet,
Till fortune restores me a rapture so sweet,
I'll carefully cherish this dear lock of hair,
Oft gaze on the token, and scorn to despair.

THIS beautiful fruit was procured and brought into Europe by the overthrow of Mithridates, king of Pontus, when he was driven from his dominions by Lucullus, the Roman general, who found the cherry-tree growing in Cerasus, a city of Pontus, (now called Keresoun, a maritime town belonging to the Turks in Asia,) which his army destroyed, and whence it derived the name of cherry. Lucullus, who was as great an admirer of nature as he was of the arts, thought this tree of so much importance, that when he was granted a triumph it was placed in the most conspicuous situation among the royal treasures, which he obtained from the sacking of the capital of Armenia. It is doubtful if there was a more valuable acquisition made to Rome by that war, which is stated by Plutarch to have cost the Armenians one hundred and fifty-five thousand men. We may very justly style it the fruit of the Mithridatic war. It was in the sixty-eighth year before the birth of Christ, that Lucullus planted the cherry-tree in Italy, which "was so well stocked," says Pliny, "that in less than twenty-six years after, other lands had cherries, even as far as Britain beyond the ocean." This would make their introduction to England as early as the forty-second year before Christ, although they are generally stated not to have been brought to this country until the early part of the reign of Nero, A. D. 55. There is an account of a cherry-orchard, of thirty-two acres, in Kent, which, in the year 1540, produced fruit that sold in these early days for one thousand pounds; which seems an enormous sum, as at that period good land is stated to have let for one shilling per acre. We can only reconcile our minds to the

great price from the deficiency of other fruits in this country, and the splendour in which Henry VIII. and his ministers lived. The cherry seems to have been a fruit highly esteemed by the court in the time of Charles I., as I find by the survey and valuation of the manor and mansion belonging to his queen, Henrietta Maria, at Wimbleton, in Surrey, which was made in 1649. The wood of the cherry-tree, which is hard and tough, is next to oak for strength, and comes the nearest to mahogany in appearance. There is a feast celebrated at Hamburgh, called the "feast of cherries," in which troops of children parade the streets with green boughs, ornamented with cherries, to commemorate a victory obtained in the following manner:-"In 1432, the Hussites threatened the city of Hamburg with an immediate destruction, when one of the citizens, named Wolf, proposed that all the children in the city, from seven to fourteen years of age, should be clad in mourning, and sent as suppliants to the enemy. Procopius Nassus, chief of the Hussites, was so touched with this spectacle, that he received the young suppliants, regaled them with cherries and other fruits, and promised them to spare the city. The children returned crowned with leaves, holding cherries, and crying' Victory!'

TO A MOUNTAIN RILL

Silver stream in beauty gushing
From the mountain's mossy side,
O'er the golden pebbles rushing,
With thy pure and limpid tide,
Why so sweetly do thy numbers
Wake their glad enchantiug spell,

While all nature round thee slumbers,
In thy lone and shady dell?

Softly sounds thy ceaseless song,
Stealing on my list'ning ear;

Swiftly glide thy waves along,

Lovely fount, to memory dear?

Oft along thy margin straying,
Have I gazed with fond delight,

On thy waters wildly playing,

'Neath the moon's unclouded light;

'Twas when eyes were on me beaming,
With the joyous glance of love,
Ere the hope of all my dreaming,
Wing'd her way to realms above!

Softly sounds thy ceaseless song,
Stealing on my list'ning ear,
Waking, as thou glid'st along,
Pensive thoughts, to memory dear!

THE BATTLE OF MARIGNANO.

(Continued from Vol. VI., page 396.)

BOURBON rapidly put the advanced guard in order of battle, the king had previously strengthened it with a body of lansquenets; meanwhile, Fleuranger hurried to the royal headquarters, where he found the king engaged in fitting on a suit of armour he had just received from Germany.

"Why in full harness, Fleuranger?" exclaimed the king. "We momently look for peace, and you are armed as if for battle."

"Sire," replied Fleuranger, "hope no more for peace; the Swiss are in full march upon us. Bid the alarm sound, fo this day, and speedily, you will have battle: I know the confederates."

The king armed himself in haste, the trumpets pealed, the army stood to arms. "Signor Alviano," said the king to the commander of the Venetians, who was then with him at Marignano; " hasten to your troops, march day and night, and push on to me wherever you find me. I have need of you, as you see."

The cannon already thundered as Alviano was leaving the king; the advanced guard was engaged. The king sent forward to their support the black bands; all the German forces, and the remainder of the lansquenets, commanded by the Duke de Guise, in lieu of the Duke of Gueldre, himself marching after them with the gens d'armes; the rear-guard followed under the Duke d'Alençon.

As the king reached the summit of a little rising ground, he saw the Swiss with their artillery in battle array, as they now, according to their ancient laudable custom, made a halt, raised their arms to heaven, and called on God for aid and victory; he saw too the constable firmly awaiting their onset. Charles de Bourbon presently sent against them a detachment of cavalry under Jamets, the brother of Fleuranger; this was repulsed after some ineffectual efforts, and the twelve hundred lansquenets who were to support the cavalry, were overpowered by the men of Zurich, and almost all cut down.

The Swiss now developed their order of battle, forming three great divisions. The banner of Zurich before one of these, to which the soldiers of Basel and Schaffhausen united themJANUARY, 1842.

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