The Duke spoke not, but his high heart throbbed at this trivial occurrence, which the superstition of the time, not less than the murmured exclamations of those about him, stamped as ominous. He sprang to his horse, and the procession was soon in motion towards the principal road to Lichfield.

The widowed Baroness of Courtnaye travelled with the suite in a silken litter, from whose side Sir Lionel was inseparable, whispering through its curtains words of comfort, and painting to his sister the tranquillity of her future days in the stately seclusion of Helmhurst, and the society of his affianced Sybil.

The ecclesiastics ambled along on mules or Spanish jennets, with footmen at the bridle of each, and moved in groupes deeply conversing on the important crisis of affairs, in which their rank, wealth, and reputation entitled them to claim a leading share. On their approaching Brigg-street, the Magistrates, with the companies in their liveries, met them, doing more reverence to Lancaster than to the King, and "rejoicing that God had sent them such a prince,' "&c. Richard cast a glance at his confessor, who rode in front of the other churchmen, and whose hood, drawn closely over his face, prevented its being seen that the good Bishop was in tears. They had now passed Norburgh's Gate, and were turning up towards the grand portal of the palace, when the King stopped, and looking at a broad and lofty tower heavily machicolated, that frowned over a range of fair gardens to the turrets, steeples, and gabled mansions of the city, exclaimed,

"So please you, cousin of Lancaster, here will Richard take his unrest. Our Lord Confessor will lodge you as beseems your sunny state, but it were ill that the palace in which a King of England hath feasted, should be darkened by the presence of THE DETHRONED."

1. Misfortunes, like estates, are to be valued by comparison.

way, and so dread the strokes of thunder before you see the lightning.

5. Devotion is the last of our amours. 6. True merit, like the deepest river, makes the least noise.

7. He who can smile at the misfortune of being robbed, steals something from the thief.

8. Malice keeps no holidays.

9. Think every day thy last, and the rest is clear gain.

10. Mistrust proceeds from an ill principle, though it is wisdom to be upon our guard.

11. The height of human wisdom is to bring our tempers down to our circumstances, and to make a calm within, under the weight of the greatest storms without.

12. When we cannot resent an injury, we ought to dissimulate, for by provoking an enemy we receive a second.

"I CAN'T GO ON !" For the Olio.

Hither I turn and shrewdly guess,
Whatever theme I con,

The cares of all will sometimes press,
With truth I can't go on!"

For, once I heard a vocalist,

That trill'd and thought be shone; But he the time and keynote miss'd, And piped-' I can't go on!'

An actor nearly through his part,

Mem'ry, his prompter, gone, He fled with Pity for his art,

And sigh'd-' I can't go on!' The insolvent striving in life's tide Against the clam'rous dun;

Stopp'd payment, though the world's so wide,

And said- I can't go on!'

The special pleader for the cause
He tries to gain, anon,

When foil'd, exclaims, the fault's in laws—
My Lud!-I can't go on♫

"The King can do no wrong, 'tis said,"

3. A good common understanding is

no common thing.

4. It is ridiculous to meet sorrow half

"All parties here unite:"

"But grant," says Ned," this doctrine true, "Does it a thing of course ensue,

"That all he does is right "

HENRY INCE.

MOSAIC GEOLOGY.

BY J. F. PENNIE, ESQ.

For the Olio.

Continued from page 344.

THE leading principles of Penn's sys tem are,

First. That the whole globe was created in the same way as plants, animals, and men were; that is, perfectly in its present state-cutting up at their very roots the Vulcanian and Neptunian theories, and their disintegnation of former worlds -that is, to be more explicit, rocks were not formed by deposition, nor melting, but at once, by the fiat of the Almighty Creator; and from the record of Moses, Penn infers, that at their first formation, these rocks were wholly covered with water, not the chaotic ocean of the ancient philosophers, but the salt waters of the

sea.

This is precisely the system of Welch, with this difference, that Penn supposes these rocks all formed in a few hours, while Welch considers them the depositions of unlimited periods. Penn likewise speaks in the same manner of a tremendous convulsion, when the waters of the sea retired to their channels, and the mountains were elevated above the level of the great deep. Thus far our readers will instantly perceive that Welch has the greatest claim at least to originality.

Secondly. That at the Deluge the earth, as well as the inhabitants, were destroyed, and consequently, that the present earth was originally the BED OF THE ANTEDILUVIAN OCEAN, and vice versa.

This system, Mr. Penn conceives, fully explains why neither the remains of plants nor animals are found in the primitive rocks; and also accounts for those productions once submarine being now found in supermarine situations, embedded in rocks and on the highest mountains. There is much plausibility in different parts of this system, but like every other former hypothesis, it is weak, often ridiculous, and totally contradicted in many of its leading points by facts which never yield to arguments, and even by Moses

himself.

And first, we shall quote Mr. Welch in opposition to this wild theory of the ocean changing places, as at a country dance, with the earth.

"The assertions, therefore, that the poles have changed, and that the sea left its bed, have not only to overcome these testimonies of 3000 years standing, but also to reconcile the difficulty that, according to the law of hydrostatics, the waters could possibly have left the lowest parts of the earth to overflow mountains

at least four miles above the level of the ocean. Or had the poles ever been reversed, and either of them facing the sun, the motion of the earth, instead of being from west to east, must necessarily have been from south to north; consequently one half the globe would have been in constant light, while the opposite would have been in continued darkness. This fact, which may be proved by referring to an orrery, is sufficient to demonstrate that the poles have ever been as they are now found; and allowing the bed of the sea to be only two miles in depth, the alteration must have been six miles in perpendicular height in order to overflow the highest parts of the land. The idea, therefore, of the waters as a mass having ever left their present bed, is preposterous-contrary to the laws of nature, and therefore cannot be the cause of marine substances found at the equator."

Mr. Penn's system is not, by any means original; others, long before this self-dubbed MOSAIC GEOLOGIST, have asserted, principally from the remains of marine animals and vegetables found on and in the highest mountains, that what is now the bed of the sea was at some former period dry land and inhabited, while the present high lands were covered with the ocean.

But we shall not animadvert on the absurdity of the Antideluvian ocean rushing from half of the globe to the other, nor stop to inquire at present from whence the waters of the deluge came which covered the shell-formed precipices of Perda, six miles above the level of the sea, or the still loftier summits of the Andes and Himmalaya, but refer to the Mosaic passages on which Mr. Penn so boldly lays his hypothesis. These are chiefly-" God resolved to destroy man and beast with the earth," &c.—“ He sendeth forth the waters and they destroy the earth. Again in Peter," The world which then was, perished." Never were words perhaps, since a written language has been in use, more perverted to bolster up a system. They will none of them bear the strained interpretation Mr. Penn has put upon them. The world and the earth are often used under the figure of a metonomy for its people or inhabitants; for instance, in the very same chapter from which the first of these texts is taken,—“ And God looked on the earth, and behold it was corrupt."

To be continued.

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UNDA;

A TRADITION OF TYROL.

Continued from 341.

SEVERAL years had now elapsed: care, sorrow, and vexation, threw Reifenstein upon a sick-bed; his illness lasted several months and none could afford him relief. The fame of the skill of "the pious woman "-for so she was called-in the healing art had by this time reached the Vintschgau. The knight sent his son, who was approaching the years of manhood, to consult her. Without asking his name, she made enquiries concerning the nature of the complaint, and gave him a potion with which Otto hastened home to his sick father. Frederic took it and recovered. Otto, and his blooming sister Ottilia, resolved to perform a pilgrimage to their benefactress to express their gratitude. Unda received them kindly, but, without speaking, extended her hand to the portrait which Otilia wore suspended from a gold chain at her bosom. "How came you by this portrait?" eagerly en quired she. "It is the likeness," replied Ottilia," of my dear, but alas! long lost mother."-Daughter! son! mother! were the exclamations that burst from them as

they rushed into each other's embrace. Their transport was unbounded Ottilia declared that she would never more leave her mother, and Otto conjured the latter to go back with them to their father. "No," said she, "I dare not see your father, till my guilt is completely expiated, and an avenging God fully appeased. Go, then, my children, entreat your father to consult the venerable bishop of Conrad, as to what I have still to do to reconcile myself with the Almighty: I may not yet venture to appear before his sacred vicegerent." Otto hastened home with his sister, for her mother would on no account suffer her to remain in so wild and solitary a retreat, and acquainted his father with the joyful tidings. Both flew to Trent, to the pious bishop, who referred them to Pope Innocent III., a pontiff distinguished for benevolence and kindness, who had been elevated in the flower of his age to the papal chair, and was just then paying a visit to Arigo Dandolo, the aged doge of Venice.

Frederic repaired to that famous city, knelt before the pope, expatiated on the long years of suffering and sorrow endured by Unda and by himself, and implored his holiness to give back to him a wife, and to his children a mother. Innocent was deeply moved; he annulled the oath extorted by force, and, for the sake of her long penance and her good works, he acquitted her of the guilt of perjury, and

granted her full and complete absolution, on condition that Frederic should build a convent. He ordered a bull confirming these grants to be prepared. Reifenstein and his son gratefully kissed the feet of his holiness, and, overjoyed at their success, hastened home with the utmost expedition.

In the mean time, the other children, instigated by filial affection, set out to pay a visit to their mother. The rapture of all was beyond description. Sometimes it was expressed in the long silent embrace; at others it burst forth in loud congratulations. Ottilia informed her mother that her father and brother were gone to his holiness, and the first spark of hope glimmered in Unda's bosom. She had now with her four of her children, Ottilia, Rupert, Albert, and Bertha-the same Bertha, for whose sake she had taken the horrid oath which had embittered her whole life. At this moment she forgot much of her suffering, and regarded this re-union as a sign of the renewal of the favour of the Almighty.

The rest of the day passed in affectionate converse, as they sat lovingly together at the entrance of the cavern. Evening arrived the sun at times darted his rays through the majestic larches and pines; more and more faintly did they tinge the summits of the distant mountains, till these were at length wholly enveloped in a mantle of sable clouds. Nothing but the roaring of the neighbouring torrent and the crash of descending avalanches interrupted the stillness and repose of Nature. Night came on: murky clouds suddenly began to collect on all sides; vivid flashes of lightning issued from them; and the tempest raged with appalling fury.

Fatigued with their journey and the vehemence of their emotions, the children had retired to their couch of moss, and slept soundly, while the mother alone, prostrate before the image of the Redeemer, poured forth her soul in prayer. A tremendous clap of thunder shook the cavern; she trembled, sprang up, and ran to her children, to see if they were safe; a second shock followed; the subterraneous abode was filled with sulphureous flames; the roof fell in and buried the unfortunate Unda and her beloved children beneath the ruins.

On the very same day, Reifenstein and his eldest son reached Meran. Without stopping, they hastened onward by the shorter route, through the wild but beautiful vale of Passeier, celebrated for its romantic scenery and its robust race of inhabitants; they determined to cross a difficult and dangerous mountain, that they

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Notices of New Books.

The Cabinet Cyclopedia.- Vol. 7. The first volume of the Geographical part of this excellent work, which is to comprise The Cities and principal Towns of the habitable world, contains those of the following kingdoms: Great Britain and Ireland, the Netherlands, France, and Spain. The accounts of the cities and towns here given are neatly and concisely written, embracing most of the historical facts which have rendered the scene of action conspicuous in the annals of the country. But there is one thing in the compilation of the volume which to us appears to be an oversight. This is, the making mention of only one place in Wales, and that one Caernarvon, which appears to have been chosen without much regard to its present importance, but for the sake of stating the birth of the second Edward, from whom arose that long line of English Princes of Wales, which from that time downwards have been heirs apparent to the throne of this country. We think descriptions of at least as many places might have been afforded, in compliment to the " hardy sons" of the Principality, as has been to those of "ould Ireland." Should this volume reach another edition,-and there is very little doubt but it will, as it is by

our great commercial progress.

"As a manufacturing town Manchester principally claims attention. So early as the reign of Edward VI. its cottons and friezes are mentioned as the materials of woollen cloths. In 1650 its trade is said, in cotemporary documents, to employ men, women, and children, and to be scarcely inferior to that of any place in the kingdom. It was, however, to the ingenuity of one man that it owed its most rapid increase; and that the manufactures, in fact, of England in general were enabled to outstrip those of every other part of Europe. Cotton yarn was originally all spun on the common one-thread wheel, by which the material produced was not only very limited in quantity, but not sufficiently regular and fine to be woven into delicate fabrics. At length, Hargreave invented the spinning jenny, by which thirty or forty threads could be woven at once; and it was next found that two or three threads thus spun would answer the purpose of the warp, which had uniformly been, of linen. The celebrated Sir Richard Arkwright carried the admirable invention of Hargreave to perfection; and in 1775 took out a patent for machinery, by which innumerable spindles could be worked, and a single thread produced sufficiently fine and strong for the warp. This improvement in the method of production occasioned a corresponding change in the sale of the goods manufactured. "The rapid increase," says the Annals of Commerce, "in the number of spinning jennies, which took place in consequence of Arkwright's patent, forms a new era, not only in manufactures and commerce, but also in the dress of both sexes. mon use of silk, if it were only to be worn while it retains its lustre, is proper only for ladies of ample fortune; and yet women of all ranks affected to wear it; and many of the lower classes of the middle ranks of society distressed their husbands, parents, and brothers, to procure that expensive finery; neither was a handsome cotton gown attainable by women in humbler circumstances; and hence the cottons were mixed with linen yarn, to reduce their price. But now, cotton yarn is cheaper than linen yarn; and cotton goods are very much used in place of cambrics, lawns, and other expensive fabrics of flax; and they have almost

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