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And his RED ROSE, more than once,

Obtained the premium.

He had a HONEYSUCKLE and a PUMPKIN,
Which brought hundreds into his purse:
And a PHOENIX, a NIGHTINGALE, a GOLDFINCH,*
and a CHAFFINCH,

Which produced him thousands.
In the last war,

He was owner of a PRIVATEER,
Which brought him several valuable prizes.

Though never famed for gallantry,

Yet he had in keeping at different periods, A VIRGIN, a MAIDEN, + an ORANGE GIRL, and a BALLAD-SINGER:

Besides several Misses,

To all whom his attachment was notorious.

And (what is still more a paradox) Tho' he had no issue by his lawful wife, Yet the numerous progeny, and quick abilities, Of these very females,

Proved to him a source of supply.
With all his seeming peculiarities and foibles,
He retain'd his PURITY

Till a few days before his death;
When the great CAMDEN

Spread the fame thereof so extensively,
As to attract the notice of his Prince,
Who thought it no diminution of royalty
To obtain so valuable an acquisition by purchase.
Although he parted with his PURITY

At a great price,

Yet his honor and good name
Remained untarnished to the end of his life.
At his death, indeed, SLANDER,
(In the semblance of PITY)
Talk'd much of his insolvency,
And much of the ruin of individuals;
But the proof of his substance,
And of a surplus not much inferior
To his original patrimony,

Soon answered, refuted, and wiped away the calumny.
To sum up the abstract of his character,
It may truly be said of him,

That his frailties were few;

His virtues many:
That he lived,

Almost universally beloved;
That he died,

Almost universally lamented.

HORSE CHASE UPON THE FROZEN SEA. However singular the above title may appear, Mr. Joseph Acerbi thus relates his passage over the Gulf of Bosnia.

"When a traveller is going to cross over the gulf on the ice to Finland, the peasants always oblige him to engage double the number of horses to what he had upon his arrival at Grioleham. We were forced to take no less than eight sledges, though being only three in company, and two servants. The distance across is forty-three English miles, thirty of which you travel on the ice, without touching on land. This passage over the frozen sea is, doubtless, the most singular and striking spectacle that a traveller from the south can behold. I expected to travel fortythree miles without sight of land, over a vast and uniform plain, and that every successive mile would be in exact unison and monotonous

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correspondence with those I had already travelled; but my astonishment was greatly increased, in proportion as we advanced from our starting-post. The sea, at first smooth and even, became more rugged and unequal. It assumed, as we proceeded, an undulating appearance, resembling the waves by which it had been agitated. At length we met with masses of ice heaped one upon the other, and some of them seemed as if suspended in the air, while others were raised in the form of pyramids. On the whole, they exhibited a picture of the wildest and most savage confusion, that surprised the eye by the novelty of its appearance. It was an immense chaos of icy ruins, presented to view under every possible form, and embellished by superb stalactites of a blue-green colour.

"Amidst this chaos, it was not without much fatigue and trouble that our horses were able to find and pursue their way; it was necessary to make frequent windings, and sometimes to return in a contrary direction, following that of a frozen wave, in order to avoid a collection of icy mountains. In spite of all our expedients for discovering the evenest paths, our sledges were every moment overturned to the right or the left, and frequently the legs of one or the other of the company raised perpendicularly in the air, served as a signal for the whole of the caravan to halt. The inconvenience and the danger of our journey were still farther increased by the following circumstances. Our horses were made wild and furious both by the sight and smell of our great pelisses, manufactured of the skins of Russian wolves or bears. When any of the sledges were overturned, the horses that belonged to it, or to that next to it, frightened at the sight of what they supposed to be a wolf or bear rolling on the ice, would set off at full gallop, to the great terror of both passenger and driver. The peasant, apprehensive of losing his horse in the midst of this desert, kept firm hold of his bridle, and suffered the horse to drag his body through masses of ice, of which the sharp points threatened to cut him in pieces. The animal at last, wearied out by the constancy of the man, and disheartened by the obstacles continually opposed to his flight, would stop; then we were enabled again to get into our sledges, but not till the driver had blinded the animal's eyes: but one time, one of the wildest and most spirited horses in our train, having taken fright, and completely made his escape, the peasant who conducted him, unable any longer to endure the fatigue and pain of being dragged through the ice, let go his hold of the bridle. The horse, relieved from his weight, and feeling himself at perfect liberty, redoubled his speed, and surmounted every impediment; the sledge, which he made to dance in the air, by alarming his fears, added wings to his flight. When he had fled a considerable distance from us, he appeared, from time to time, as a dark spot, which continued to diminish in the air,

and at last totally vanished from our sight. And now the peasant, who was the owner of the fugitive, taking one of the sledges, went in search of him, trying to find him again by following the traces of his flight. As for ourselves, we made the best of our way to one of the isles of Aland, keeping as nearly as we could in the middle of the same plain, still being repeatedly overturned, and always in danger of losing one or other of our horses, which would have occasioned a very serious embarrassment. During the whole of this journey on the ice, we did not meet with so much as a man, a beast, a bird, or any living creature. These vast solitudes present a desert abandoned, as it were, by nature. The dead silence that reigns is interrupted only by the whistling of the winds against the prominent points of ice, and sometimes by the loud crackings occasioned by their being irresistibly torn from this frozen expanse: pieces thus forcibly broken off, are frequently blown to a considerable distance. Through the rents produced by these ruptures you may see the watery abyss below; and it is sometimes necessary to lay planks across these rents, bridges for the sledges to pass over.

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"After considerable fatigue, and having refreshed our horses, about half way on the high sea, we at length touched at the small island of Signilskar, about thirty-five English miles distant from where we started; but, from the turnings we were obliged to make, not less than ten miles might be added. All this while, however, we were kept in anxious suspense about the fugitive horse, supposing him lost in the abyss; we had even prepared to continue our journey, and had put on new horses to the sledges, when, with inexpressible pleasure we espied the two sledges that went in pursuit, returning with the fugitive. The animal was in the most deplorable condition imaginable; his body was covered all over with sweat and foam, and was still enveloped in a cloud of smoke. Still we did not dare to come near him; the excessive fatigue of his violent course had not abated his ferocity; he was as much alarmed at the sight of our pelisses as before; he snorted, bounded, and beat the snow and ice with his feet; nor could the utmost exertions of the peasants to hold him fast have prevented him from once more making his escape, if we had not retired to some distance, and removed the sight and sense of our pelisses. From Signilskar we pursued our journey through the whole of the isles of Aland, where you meet with posthouses, that is to say, places where you may get horses. You travel partly by land, and partly over the ice of the sea. The distance between some of these islands is not less than eight or ten miles. On the sea, the natives have had the precaution of fixing branches of trees, or putting small pines along the whole route, for the guidance of travellers in the night time, or directing them how to find out the right way after the falls of snow."

GRATITUDE IN A BULL!

Mr. Benson, a gentleman whose veracity may be depended upon, informed us, that he was spending a month, a few years since, at the house of a farmer in the North of England, who had a bull so wild and ferocious that he was kept constantly chained, except when led to water &c., at which time he was never suffered to be out of the hands of a trusty person. This animal seemed to have conceived a particular antipathy towards Mr. B. who, being young and daring, had probably at some time irritated him. He never saw him approach the open shed in which he was kept without being heard to bellow most dreadfully, which he continued when the object of his dislike was in view; at the same time tearing up the earth with his horns, and giving every symptom of the utmost aversion. On two occasions while leading to water, he very cunningly watched an opportunity, and endeavoured to make a sudden spring out of the hands of his attendant at Mr. B. who was standing in the yard. But during the time Mr. Benson sojourned at the house of the farmer, a most tremendous storm of thunder and lightning occurred; and though Mr. B. has often been in tropical storms, he declares for about ten minutes he never witnessed any thing more awful. The lightning resembled sheets of fire, and each flash was instantly succeeded by a thunderclap, as loud as if a volley of ten thousand cannon had been discharged. But what most affected him were the piteous roarings of the poor bull, which, exposed in its open shed to all the fury of the elements, sent forth every instant a yell of terror beyond description hideous. Imagining that it was the lightning that caused alarm to the animal, Mr. B. proposed to the men servants to go and remove it into the barn, but in vain. They were, one praying in one corner and another in another, as much terrified as the bull, whose roaring made no impression upon them. He then said, "Well then, I will go myself; the poor creature will be tame enough now." accordingly put on his coat and went into the yard. The moment he approached the bull, which was lying trembling on its back, and had almost torn its chain through the gristle of its nose in its efforts to get loose, it rose, and by its fawning actions expressed how delighted it was at the sight of any thing human amidst such a scene of horror. Like Roderick Dhu's bull in the Lady of the Lake, when it had been pricked on some scores of miles by the lances of a troop of Highland foragers, its ferocity was gone; and with the utmost quietness it suffered my friend to untie it and lead it into the barn.

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The next morning in crossing the farm yard, Mr. B. remarked that his friend, who had regained his shed, no longer saluted him with his accustomed bellow. It struck him that the animal might remember his last night's kindness. He accordingly ventured by degrees to approach it, and found that now, so

far from shewing any ill-will towards him, it with the utmost gentleness suffered him to scratch its head; and from that very day, became to him as tame as a lamb, suffering him to play all kinds of tricks with it, which no person about the farm durst venture to attempt; and seeming even to take pleasure in being noticed by him.

Ha! chaf'st thou, great bird, in thy turretted dwelling
Untamed, though entrammell'd, indignantly grand:"
1 blush to survey thee, huge feather king, swelling
The triumphs of man, 'mid the wrecks of his hand.

Yet be contented! Dunolly enfolds thee,
The halls of the baron, the lovely one's bowers,
And while with compassion the stranger beholds thee,
Thou'rt heir of M'Dougal, and chief of his towers.

This still is left thee-a prince in thy prison,

While the lords for whose palace these towers have arisen,

Each nameless and cold in his sepulchre lies.

A more striking instance of gratitude Thy golden eye glaring can challenge the skies! amongst brutes than this has scarcely ever been known, certainly none in which the hatred was so markedly succeeded by affection, and in which the cause of the sudden change was so distinctly obvious. It is the more worthy of notice because we are not accustomed to regard bulls as very sagacious animals. They are doubtless much less so than the dog, horse, or elephant; yet this fact proves that they are at least equally susceptible of gratitude for favours, and have the faculty of memory in as strong a degree.

THE HONEY GUIDE BIRD.

While travelling in the interior of Africa, Mr. Parke had frequent opportunities of observing the conduct of that remarkable bird, called the Honey Guide, mentioned by Dr. Sparman, and other naturalists who have travelled into Africa. It is a curious species of the Wokow, and derives its name from its singular quality of discovering wild honey to travellers. Honey is the favourite food of this bird; and morning and evening being the time feeding, it is then heard calling in a shrill tone, cherr, cherr, which the honey-hunters carefully attend to as the summons to the chase. At last the bird is observed to hover for a few minutes over a certain spot, and then silently retiring to a neighbouring bush, or other resting-place, the hunters are sure of finding the bees' nest in that identical spot, whether it be in a tree, or in the crevice of a rock. The bee-hunters never fail to leave a small portion for their conductor, but commonly take care not to leave so much as would satisfy his hunger. The bird's appetite being only whetted by this parsimony, it is obliged to commit a second treason, by discovering another bees' nest, in hopes of a better salary. It is further observed, that the nearer the bird approaches to the hidden hive, the more frequently it repeats its call, and seems the more impatient.

TO THE EAGLE

Caged in a ruined Turret of Dunolby.
BY HORACE GUILFORD.

Tameless sky wanderer, sunward aspiring,
Where was the eyrie that gave thee thy birth?
Who was the sire, undaunted, untiring,
Made thee tempt Heaven in scorning the earth?
This is thy punishment-man, whose dominions
One whirl of thy plumes could have proudly o'erflown,
Whose Babels sublime, thy imperial pinions
Forsook as they soar'd to a world of their own:
Man hath enthrall'd thee, oh! lord of the mountain,
That scorn'd in thy sun-flight Ben Cruachan's crest:
And slaked but thy beak in the mist-mantled fountain,
That ne'er had a humbler than thee by his breast.

SPORTING IN INDIA.

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Shortly after my arrival at Calcutta, I was invited to a day's sporting by Major We started before day-break, in a style more resembling the march of a corps d'armée, or a triumphal procession in honor of the goddess of the chase, than the preparations for a day's hunting. No Scotch laird, Yorkshire squire, nor our Melton Mowbray sportsmen, can conceive any thing equal to it (observes the editor of the Metropolitan); our strength and numbers, our arms and appointments, our slaves and attendants, were astounding to behold. A tiger-hunt was the object in view, and a grand and memorable day we had. The major, a fine portly man, was mounted on an elephant, from the elevation of which, placed in a castle, he scoured the circumjacent country with eagle eye, preceded by sharpshooters, tirailleurs, scouts, spies and savages, followed and surrounded by divers brother sportsmen, comrades, and domestics. were not long before we found a tiger, which afforded considerable sport, and was killed by a brother officer's rifle. From the dingle in which we found the last ferocious animal, we proceeded on with nobler game in viewthe monarch of all beasts of prey: and, after some excursive riding, a magnificent lion made its appearance. The sight was most grand! but I confess that, at this moment, no small degree of fear mingled with my ambition to have to record a lion-hunt amongst the adventures of my life. The attack seemed more like actual war than any thing else, so great and grand was the enemy to which we were opposed. The bold major, and a dashing young cavalry subaltern, discharged their rifles simultaneously at the lion, and each of them wounded him; infuriated with pain, the fierce animal attacked the elephant, whilst the major seized another rifle, and took deliberate aim at him; but, being anxious that this shot might tell, he leaned so far forward that he overbalanced himself, and fell from his castle into the lion's arms (or rather paws). Here was an awful moment! but, wonderful to tell, the major got off with a broken arm only, a rush having been made towards the lion, whereby he was despatched, covered with wounds, and torrents of blood streaming around. Nothing could be so brave, so desperate, or so marvellous.

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Do not imagine that (observes Mr. Jesse, in his Natural History) because a fish does not instantly dart off on first seeing you, he is the less aware of your presence; he almost always, on such occasions, ceases to feed, and pays you the compliment of devoting his whole attention to you, whilst he is preparing for a start whenever the apprehended danger becomes sufficiently imminent.

If you' pass your fly neatly and well three times over a trout, and he refuses it, do not wait any longer for him; you may be sure that he has seen the line of invitation which you have sent over the water to him, and does not intend to come.

Remember that, in whipping with the artificial fly, it must have time, when you have drawn it out of the water, to make the whole circuit, and to be at one time straight behind you, before it can be driven out straight before you. If you give it the forward impulse too soon, you will hear a crack: take this as a hint that your fly has gone to grass.

It appears to me that, in whipping with an artificial fly, there are only two cases in which a fish taking the fly will infallibly hook himself without your assistance, viz.: 1. When your fly first touches the water at the end of a straight line. 2. When you are drawing out your fly for a new throw. In all other cases it is necessary that, in order to hook him when he has taken the fly, you should do something with your wrist which is not easy to describe.

If your line should fall loose and wavy into the water, it will either frighten away the fish, or he will take the fly into his mouth without fastening himself; and when he finds that it does not answer his purpose, he will spit it out again before it has answered yours.

Never mind what they of the old school say about "playing him till he is tired." Much valuable time, and many a good fish may be lost by this antiquated proceeding. Put him into your basket as soon as you can.

Every thing depends on the manner in which you commence your acquaintance with him. If you can at first prevail on him to walk a little way down the stream with you, you will have no difficulty afterwards in persuading him to let you have the pleasure of seeing him at dinner.

Do not leave off fishing early in the evening because your friends are tired. After a bright day, the largest fish are to be caught by whipping between sunset and dark. Even, however, in these precious moments you will not have good sport, if you continue throwing after you have whipped your fly off. Pay attention to this: and if you have any doubt after dusk, you may easily ascertain the point, by drawing the end of the line quickly through your hand, particularly if you do not wear gloves.

When you have got hold of a good fish, which is not very tractable, if you are married, gentle reader, think of your wife, who, like the fish, is united to you by very tender ties, which can only end with her death, or her going into weeds. If you are single, the loss of the fish, when you thought the prize your own, may remind you of some more serious disappointment.

SINGULAR SPORTING FEAT.

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On the Stretford Road, near Manchester, a short time ago, Townsend, the celebrated pedestrian, was backed for £10 aside, against a person of the name of John Wyatt, a baker, who gained some celebrity in the vicinity of the metropolis, at the same game, which would pick up, in the least time, with his mouth, 200 stones, placed one yard apart from each other. The stones were arranged in double columns, with the basket placed in the centre, into which the men were to deposit their cargo. starting, each of them picked up a few near home, and then pegged away to the extent,Townsend clearing the two columns as he went on, whilst the baker only made play at one of the rows; thus they went on for an hour, without any advantage to either; but doughey seemed to have had too much barm in him he was all puff. It was evident now that the baker's batch would soon be baked: however, he kept kneading away, until he had picked up about 160, and run himself nearly blind, when he resigned. Townsend completed the task in one hour and forty-three minutes. The distance is nearly 11 miles. It was from the idea that the baker would puff a stone into the basket three yards from it, and thus save so much, that he was backed at odds; but we could not see that it made any material difference, for he had to make a dead stop, then a puff-and, in some instances, missed his aim, when he had to follow up the stone, and place it in the basket. After the above match, a gentleman offered to back Townsend for £10, to stand on one leg for two hours, and commence instanter.

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Orlando.-I come but in, as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth.-SHAKSPEARE,

WRESTLING, the oldest sport upon record, has recently become a complete "Fancy article" in the Sporting World; and also quite an established species of amusement during the last five years in various parts of the Metropolis. For several years past the above sport was followed in the fields near White Conduit House, on Good Friday, by a few young men

who had left their native towns, and who feeling anxious to have a bit of the old amusement formed themselves into a club, denominated the Cumberland and Westmoreland youths. The above club gave a handsome belt to the successful Wrestler in the Ring on that day; but scarcely any thing was ever heard of the above sport during the remainder of the year,

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