Current:

Northern Star (1837-1852), 27th December 1845, Edition 1 of 4, Page 3, Untitled Article

Page 3
Page 3
3 of 8

On this page

  • Departments (5)
    • l$t ©ricftet on fyt fg^ivqi — WL JFairy Sale of |^ome«
    • W& M&
    • ¦¦¦iiiiiiiii ¦ J^^g^ - s5SSJ rtrWnotf garfattib JT = ._ ' Z. ifhritiftifftCl tflatiattfiL
    • <£Tjitp ttje ©econo
    • **&$»*?
  • Text (11)
  • Transcript

    • Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software. The text has not been manually corrected and should not be relied on to be an accurate representation of the item.

      Additionally, when viewing full transcripts, extracted text may not be in the same order as the original document.

      L$T ©Ricftet On Fyt Fg^Ivqi — Wl Jfairy Sale Of |^Ome«

      l $ t © ricftet on fyt fg ^ ivqi — WL JFairy Sale of |^ ome «

      • " _^ j rr ~ . irivir > f < vwww ^» iii ) t .. . —~— - ~ ""^ wreath n . -. *» io the season , and certain doings WVStoaestik we cuU tlie foUowkg bit of I ** , «< e from ihe last number of our right trusty ^ gSored friend P «« cA , _ , rt IBOS HiMTSHlEE OS THE TAT CATTLE SHOW . * rood " . Zur , —If you plase , zur , I be a Hampshire •^ ' i writes to yon cause I knows you wunt mind t 3 Tffl Tl ««« a scollardl and oo 1 excuae bad spellun and # 5 *\ toolun avtr the peeape * totter market-day at heiter , I *>* a connt ° ' the Priza Catt k Show up in iiu J * anted * ° knowwhataseda 00 Btthe P > gs ; ^" j ^ fT tfas ana wh ere tbej cam e vrom . I round as * ,= nitre warn't a single hog vrom Hampshire among **** yon knows that I dare zay , as well as I do ; Jt

      $ * v _ i . vim lia astftnfciied at it zmtmtw ™* Ton »_* . •—like jou be astonished at it , zummut . Tell ' ee -tii , hit . We rolks ia Hampshire breeds pigs as ^ oaiW Jo ^ ^ dwoant S <> ° rattenun on em np till tf ' tntfi was- We sez P ° rk ou 5 I » t to nave lane as * ell -61 , an * - * 8 Iikes our bihaacon st K * e . yj Zame wi' cattle . 2 ^ ^ the sense or razon o' stuffnn and crammun a tiU a te ^ i'eaW 6 to * out o' h > s eyes ? What is L a * o' all that crc fat » I wa » ts to know ! "Who is ^ r » as a « s it t The ile-cafce , turmuts , manglewurzle , U c iciifo&S as fe wasted ™ makun one hullick a mon-* tT , «<** o °° * ° ^ "P ^ * o » "Tour tine boxen in good Ipfishn . T ™ J' ' they med i 1 " * M well fat up stags ^ i hares a nd rabbuts , ay , and pheasants and paatridges , [ Lihe matter o'

      thatjill ee what , 3 feaier Pundi , it ' stead o' vlingnn away rtioi provender to turn horned animals into Danul Lamjrt 5 , thejivasto bestow bread and mate , and taters , and « TWts ttn Christians , and make zome o' them a little ,-ta tl » n * ey *^» they'd do more good aprecions zight ; „ 3 fa bound you be o' the same opinion . I be , Zur , your bajient Zsrvent , John Gaocrrs . fl « re is a right hearty Christmas Song by one of cm-sweetest and most popular of minstrels : —

      WELL SI-VG ANOTHER CHRISTMAS SOXG . BT XUZA COOK . foil sing another Christmas song , for who shall ever

      ore , jjliear th « olden ballad theme aronnd a Christmas fire ! fcTl slug another Christmas song , and pass the wassail cnp , for fountains that refresh the heart should never be dried up . Vt ' er tell us that each Yule tidehrings more silver to our hair : Tine seldom scatters half the snow thri quickly gathers there . ; irfgoa « lin ~ » t Ambition ' s thorns—the toiling heed of gold-Is these do more than rolling years in making ns grow oW : jfcai shake old Christmas by the hand—in kindness let him dwell , por he ' s king of right good company , and we should treat him welL

      Wly sbeuidwe let pale Discontent fling . canker on the hoursto jost regrets lurk round the soul like snakes in leafy bowers ; ind though the flood of Plenty's tide upon our lot may pour , Hoff oft the lip will murmur still , the horse-leech cry for " more . " TTs sigh for wealth—we pant for place—and getting what wa crare . ffe often find it enly coils fresh chains about the slave , fear after year may gently help to turn the dark locks white , Hut time ne ' er fades a flower so soon as cold and worldly blight : Then shake old Christmas by the hand—in kindness let him dwell , For he ' s king of right good company , and we would treat him well .

      Be glad—be glad—stir up the blaze , and let our spirits yield Ihe incense that is grateful as the lilies of the field ; 1 Good will to all "—' tis sweet and rich , and helps to keep away Hie wrinkled pest of frowning brows—and mildew shades of grey . ScgJad—be glad— and though we have some cjpress in our wreath , Forget not there are rosabnds too , that ever peep beneath . ta& though long years may line the cheek , and wither up tilt heart , ! : is not Time but selfish Care , that does the saddest part : rnen shake Old . Christmas hj the hand—hi kindness let him dwell , is- he ' s king of right good CMnpasj , and we should treat him well . We now come to the " great fact" of the last fenr lavs . On Saturday last-was published

      SY CHiBXES DICKERS . London : Bradbury and Evans , 90 , Flat-street . A beautiful tale this is ; aqd though a widely diffeent , and in some respects inferior story to either le " Carol" or the " Chimes , " it is , nevertheless , a ght worthy successor to both , and cannot fail to imisli entertainment , and diffuse delight , wherever t appears . _ , . Tne view we take of llr . Dickess ' s three Christas offerings , may he thus briefly expressed : — he first ( the " Carol" ) , while exhibiting the crime nd follv of grasping selfishness , at the same time aches ' the great lesson , that the happiness of each each

      idividual is only to be ensured b ^ labouring to nmotetiifctaplnnesstfalL Thismoial , iUasttatet r a story perfect in every sense , makes the " Carol " model for CJiristmas stories ; and , Tjewed as such , be "Carol" at present stands , and probably for rw will stand , unrivalled . The second ( the Chimes" ) , viewed politically , is the best of the ntlior ' s works . As an exposition of the wrong 3 and 3 &rmg 3 endured by the many , and a vindication illieir rights and claims to justice , —so regarded , be " Chimes" is superior to the "CaroL" Mr . fccsEss's present production , considered as a hriftmas story , will not bear comparison with the Carol ; " indeed it might have been published at lidsummer instead of Christmas , as it contains

      Mhing relatitng to Christmas , excepting a slight scription of wintry weather , the time of tire story anglaxdin'thenionthof January . Viewed politically , w present storv is not to be placed ia cempetition h ! i the " Chimes ; " indeed it is a totally different oit . Mr . Dickbxs , in his " Cricket on the Hearth , is devoted hiaself wholly to the work of portraying ane-seenes and home-feelings . Love , jealousy , and irental affection , these are the themes of which the Cricket" sings ; and inferior , in manvrespects , as sis story is to both its predecessors , it , nevertuess , has beauties of its own to which neither the Carol" nor the " Chimes" can lay claim . Tlie story is divided into three divisions , called Chirps . " We begin at the beginning , and take a first quotation from

      ( SfiirD if ) e Sritst . If the reader has an eye and ear for poetry , he will s read much of the beautiful description of the ar delightful domestic scene , contained in thcfolwiuj extract , before he finds himself gratified to his sari ' s fulness : — THE KETTLE ASD THE CBICKETt Mrs . reerrblngle going out into the raw twilight , ana irking over the wet stones in a pair of pattens that aiti innumerable rough impressions of the first proiSnynin Euclid all about the yard—Mrs . Peerj-bingla 3 ed the Kenle at the water butt . Presently returning , a ihe pattens : and a good deal less , for they were U andMrs-Peerybingle was but short : she set the sale ou the fire . In doing which she lost her temper ,

      mislaid it for an instant ; for the water—being un-« iurtaUycold , andin that slippy , slushy , sleety sort ¦ siate wherein it seems to penetrate throug h every a < i of substance , patten rings included—had laid hold * -fc . Pcrrjbuigle ^ toe » , and even splashed her legs 3 'lwlien we rather plume ourselves ( with reason too ) m our le ^ s , and keep ourselves particularly neat in hx of stoddngs , we find this , for the momsnt , hard to ** - B « des , sue Kettle was aggravatingaad obstinate . " ¦ ial 4 u \ -aUow itself to be adjusted on the top bar ; it - ¦ sl-iiTt hear of accommodating itself kindly to the 1 j ' as of coal - , it would lean forward with a drunk « n air , ' ^ JH lfble , uverj Idiot of a kettle , on the hearta . I * ^ 'inarrelsome ; and hissed and spluttered morosely at **« . To sum up all , the lid , resisting Mrs . Peerythen

      V-e ' sSagers , first of all turned topsy-turvy , and , 5 a an luminous pertinacity Jeservjug- of a better cause , T SdaJ * ways in—down to the very bottom of theKetp- Ana tlTe hull of theBoyal George lias never made &Oie monstrous resistance in coming out of the water , [^ lii the lid of that Xsttle employed asainst 3 Irs . ^ Imigle , before she got it up again . It looked ' ^ sii and pig-headed enough , even then ; carrying ; - fcmase nith an air of defiance , and cocking * * p < rat pertly and mockingly at Mrs . Peerybingle , ' » * itsaia , "I won't boil . Xothing shall induce [ - " Eutilrs . Peerybingle , Tvith restored good humour ' ^• -vdherc ^ pjjyjjtjjg han ds against each other , ¦^ otvu before ' the Kettle : laug hing . Meantime , the ' - 0 ia 2 e uprose and fell , flashing and gleaming on Me tfe Haymaker at tjjg top of the Dutch clock , until one ^ have thought he stood stock still before the Mris butthe flame

      I'h Paiacej aj , a nofl , ing was in motion . rw the move , however ; and had his spasms , two . *« second , all right and regular . But his sufferings s the clock was going to strike , were frig htful to oe->; 3 ; and wheaa Cuckoo looked oat of a trap-door in - Takce , ana gave notice sis times , it shook him , each D 3 &e spectral voice—or like a something wiry 2 l « a ? at his legs . It was not until a violent com-J -a an < l chirring noise among the veights and * below him had quite subsided , that this ternflea ^ akWbecamB himself again . 5 for was he startleo * ' « t reason ; for these rattling , bony skeletons 01 ' *« are very disconcerting in their operation , ana Vnde - ' very much how anv set of men , but most or ¦ W Dutchmen , can have had a liking to invent ^ Tor t-c-re u a popular oeHef that Dutch-: a l « e broad cases and much clothing for tbeir alofftr seiTv . i ; and ^ es jnijut know better than

      Untitled Article

      S 5 " Notit « ° CkS S ° l ^ lank and ^ "Protected , K : SS » SS = 3 f 2 "L % ;; S £ aXr T ** $ ^ BOOd C ° mpan ^ Xw tt ' » eoiriST - M three 5 UcllTaiu attempts to stifle iu f "" Vlal fom ents , it threw off all morosesess , aU reserve , and burst into a stream of song s 0 cosy and hil ^ nous asnever mandUn nightingale yet formed the least ~ jarjirff £ ttts = arfta ^ xSS ^ 1 ' ^^ ? " » S «*« ti chinufe Sner *> leave their cln , vB * , „ , "

      as its o »™ domestic heaven , it trolled its song with that strong energy of cheerfulness , that its iron body hummed ana snrred upon the fire ; and the lid itself , the ^ ntly nerf orm ?~ ^ ' ?¦ * ' ^^ of a ^« <*™^ —performed a sort of jig , and clattered like a deaf and dumb young cymbal that had never known the use of its tmn brother . That this song of the Kettle's was a song of invitation and welcome to somebody out of doorsto somebody at that moment coming on , towards the snug small home and the crisp fire—there is no doubt whatever . Mrs . Peerybingle kncw it , perfectly , as she sat musing before the hearth . It ' s . dark ni Ki . t swigtue Kettle , ana the rotten leaves are lying by tb « way ; and above , all is mist and darkness , and below all is nure and clay ; and there ' sonly one relief in all the sad and murky air ; and I don't know that it is one . for its

      nothmgbuta glare , of deep and angry crimson , where the sun and wind together , set a brand upon the clouds , forbemg guUty of such weather ; and the widest opan country is a loiig dull streak of black ; and there ' s hoarfrost on the finger-post , and thaw upon the track ; and the ice it isn't water , and tke water isn ' t free ; and you couldn't say that anything is what it ought to Debut hes coming , coming , coming!—And here , if you like the Cricket did chime in ! with a Chirrup , Chirrup , Chirrup of such magnitude , by way of chorus ; with a voice , so astoundingly disproportionate to its size , as compared with the Kettle ; ( she ; you couldn ' t See it !) that if it had then and there burst itself like an overcharged gun ; if it had fallen a -victim on the spot , and chirrupped its little body into fifty pieces : it would have seemed a natural and inevitable consequence , for which it had expressly laboured . The Kettle had had the last

      of its solo performance . It persevered with undiminished ardour ; but the Cricket took first fiddle andiept it . Good Heaven , how it chirped 1 Its shrill , sharp , piercing voice resounded through the house , aud seemed to twinkle in the outer darkness like a Star . There was on indescribable little trill and tremble in it at ite loudest , which suggested its being carried off its legs , and made to leap again , by its own intense enthusiasm . Yet they went very well together , the Cricket and the Kettle . The burden of the song was still the same ; and louder , louder , louder still , they sang it in their emulation . * * # There was all the excitement of a race about it . Chirp , chirp , chirp 2 Cricket a mile ahead . Hum , hum , humm—m i Kettle making play in the distance , like a great top . Chirp , chirp , chirp I Cricket round the corner . Hum , hum , hum—m—m ! Kettle sticking to him in his own way ; no idea of giving in . Chirp , chirp , chirp ! Cricket fresher than ever . Hum , hum , hum—m —m ! Kettle slow and steady . Ciirp , chirp , chirp ! Cricket going in

      to finish him . Hum , hum , hum—m—m ! Kettle not to be finished . Until , at last , they got so jumbled together , ia the hurry-skurry , helter-skelter , of the match , that whether the Kettle chirped and the Cricket hummed , or the Cricket chirped and the Kettle hummed , or they both chirpad and both hummed , it would have taken a clearer head than your ' s or mine to have decided with anything like certainty . But of this , there is no doubt : that the Kettle and the Cricket , at one and the same moment , and by some power of amalgamation best known to themselves , sent , each , his fireside song of comfort « treaming into a ray of the candle that shone out through the window ; and a long -way down the lane . And this light , bursting on a certain perEon who , on the instant , approached towards it through the gloom , expressed the whole thing to ttim , literally in a twinkling , and cried , " Welcome home , old fellow ! Welcome home , my Boy !" This end attained , the Kettle , being dead beat , boiled over , and was taken off the fire .

      JOHX PBEBTBI . VOLE , TnE CARRIER , At this moment Mrs . Peerybingle runs to the door to meet the person whose approach , had been so cheerily heralded by the kettle and the cricket . This person , as might be anticipated , is Mrs . Pcery Miigle ' s bigger half , her husband , a worthy but somewhat stolid personage , possessing an excellent heart , hut lumbering and slow in his ideas ; often commit ting half 3 joke , but never finishing it . Mrs . Peery-Ungle , as already described , is very little , and very young , her husband , who Is a carrier , is both much bigger and much older . Speaking of the honest carrier , Air . Dickens beautifully observes : — "Oh Mother Nature ! give thy children the true poetry of heart . thathiditself inthispoorcarrier ' sbreast , and we

      canibear to have them talking prose , and leading lives of prose ; and bear to bless thee for their company !" In allusion we suppose to her littleness , the carrier farailarly calls his wife " Dot" ( her wal name is Mary ); a baby appears in this scene with its nurse , a queer looking character , named " Tilly Slowboy , " who has " a rare and surprising talent for getting the baby Into difficulties , " by letting it fall , or bringing Its head in contact with deal doors , dressers , stairrails , bed-posts , < fcc . Numerous little endearments pass between the husband and wife which we must pass over . The Cricket on the Hearth in the meantime is chirruping away louder than ever , to the great dclightof both "John" and his wife , the latter remarking that "to have a Crieket on the Hearth is the

      luckiest thing in all the world . " " Boxer , the uog , is a prominent character in this scene , and will be a great favourite with the reader . The Carrier is seated at his meal , his wife is busying herself in arranging the parcels , when patting the question " so these are all the parcels , are they , John ? ' " " That ' s all , ' said John . ' Why—no — I — ' laying down his knife and fork , and taking a long breath , ' I declare—I ' ve clean forgotten the old gentleman ! ' ' The old gentleman V ' In the cart / said John . ' He was asleep , among the straw , the last time I saw him . I ' ve very nearly remembered him twice , since I came in ; but he went out of m j head again . Halloa 2 Yatrip there rouse np ! That ' s my hearty 1 "

      The " old gentleman" had "long white hnir ; good features ; singularly bold and well defined ; and dark , bright , penetrating " eyes . " The stranger appears to be extremely deaf , and the Carrier and his wife have greatdifliculty in making him comprehend their replies to his questions . Another character is now introduced , one " Caleb Plumraer , " a toymaker , who , never losing sight of his profession , " misses no opportunity of turning " passing circumstances to account ; thus having an order for " barking dogs , " he requests permission of Mrs . Peerybingle , to be allowed to pinch Boxer *' $ tail , that he may make 2 fcM » r bark ,

      that so , in making his toy-dogs , he may be enabled to go as close to Natur' as he possibly can , for sixpence I The reader must not suppose , however , tbat Caleb ' s mind being thus intent on business , that therefore poor Caleb is a huxtering money-grubber ; a very different character is he . The poor working toymaker has an employer , the evil genius-jof tlie story , by name " Tackleton , " pretty generally known as " Graff and Tackleton "—for tbat was the firm , though Graff had been bought out long ago ; only leaving his name , and , as some said , his nature , according to its Dictionary , meaning , in the business .

      TACKLEIOJT , THE TOT MERCHANT , was a man whose vocation had been quite misunderstood by his Parents and Guardians , If they had made him a Money-Lender , or a sharp Attorney , or a Sheriff's Officer , or a Broker , he might have sown his discontented oats in his youth , and after having had the full-run of himself in ill-natured transactions , might have turned out amiable , at last , for the sake of a little freshness and novelty . But , cramped and chafing in the peaceable pursuit of toy-making , he was a domestic Ogre , who had been living on children all his life , and was their implacable enemy , ne despised all toys ; wouldn ' t have bought one for the world ; delighted , in his malice , to insinuate grim expressions into the faces of brown-paper farmers who drove pigs tomarketbpllmenffhoadvertisedlostlawjers ' eonsciences ,

      moveable old ladies who darned stockings or carved pies ; and other like samples of his etock in trade . In aiipalliiig masks ; hideous , hairy , red-eyed Jacks in Boxes ; Vampire Kites ; demoniacal Tumblers who wouldn ' t lie down , and were perpetually flying forward , to stare infants out of countenance ; his soul perfectly revelled . They were his only relief , and safetyvalve . He was great in such inventions . Anything suggestive of a Pony-nightmare , was delicious to him . He had even lost money ( and he took to that toy very kindly ) by getting up Goblin slides for magic lanterns , whereon the Powers of Darkness were depicted as a sort of supernatural fihell-fish , with human faces . In intensifying the

      portraiture of Giants , he had Bunk quite a little capital ; and , though no painter himself , he could indicate , for the instruction of his artists , with a piece of chalk , a certain furtfte leer for the countenances of those monsters , that was safe to destroy the peace of mind of any young gentleman bettveen the ages of six and eleven , for the whole Christmasor Midsummer Vacation , "dniathewasintoys , he was ( as most men are ) in all other things . You may easUy suppose , therefore , that within the great green cane which reached dcrni to the calves of his legs , there " as buttoned up to the chin an uncommonly pleasant fellow ; and that he was about as choice a spirit and as agreeable a companion , as ever stood in a pan-of bullheaded looMng boots with mahogany coloured tops .

      And this delightful gentleman was about to be married , married too to a young and beautiful woman , one "May Fielding , " who , ** P »™« ° the return of an absent lover , and persecuted by the importunities of her silly but " genteel mother , htd reluctantly consented to this unnatural union . lackhton being in his clement when trying to make other folks miserable , attempts , in a conversation ¦ b " th the Carrier , to make honest John doubt that he ( the Carrier ) is really so happy with his good little wife as he says he his . While this conversation is bear carried on " aside , " all parties present are startled anil alarmed by hysteric screams from little not This first frightens , and then annoys , the Carrier who somehow , cannot help connecting his wife ' s strafe demeanour with the presence of the old deaf Stranger , nis perplexity is further increased , Ta < Miion an& Caleb having departed , by the stranger unexpected !* - requesting permission to sleep in the

      Untitled Article

      2 K ? . 1 for that niSht . ^ d whi ch request the a 2 n £ T tel l' r ? ith Tei ' - suspicious alacrity , assents to , even before the Carrier can sav aye or no It niS ? v ^ T ° . . he nigllt ' * ' A » tuvns &

      HArPT VISIOKB . Then Dot : quite wellagaiu , she said : quite well again arranged the great chair in the chimney-corner for her husband ; filled his pipe and gave it him ; and took her usual lutle stool beside Win on IU hearth . She always would sit on that little stool ; I ih nk she must have hod a kind of notion that it was a coaxing , wheedling , little stool . She was out and out , the very best filler of a pipe , I should say , in the four quarters of the globe . To sec her put tbat chubby little finger in the bowl , and then blow down the pipe to Clear the tube ; and when she had done so , affect to think that there was really somethinm the tube , and blow a do ^ n times , and hold it to her eye like a telescope , with a most provoking twist in her capital little face , as she looked down it ; was quite n brilliant

      thing . As to the tobacco , she was perfect mistress of the subject ; and her lighting of the pipe , xvith a wisp of paper , when the Carrier had it in his mouthgoing so very near his nose , aud yet not score-bin" itwas Art ; high Art , Sir . And the Cricket and the Kettle , turning up again , acknowledged it ! The bright fire , biasing up again , acknowledged it ! The litte Mower on the clock , in bis unheeded work , acknowledged it ! The Carrier , in his smoothing forbead and expanding face , acknowledged it , tbe readiest of all . And as he soberly and thoughtfully puftedat Ills old pipe ; and as the Dutch clock ticked ; and as the red fire gleamed ; and as the Cricket chirped ; that Genius of his Hearth and Home ( for such the Crieket was ) came out , in fairy shape , into the room , and summoned many forms of Home about him . Dots of ullages , and of all sizes , filled the chamber . Dots who were merry children , running on before him , gathering flowers , in the fields ; coy Dots

      , halfshrinkiti t'from , halfyieldingto , the pleadingof his own rough image ; newly married Dots , alighting at tlie door , and taking wondering possession of the household keys ; motherly little Dots attended by fictitious SWbojs , hearing babies to be christened ; matr-nly Dots , still young and blooming , watching Dots of daughters , as they danced at rustic balls ; fat Dots encircled and beset by troops of rosy grand-children ; withered Dots , who leaned on sticks , and tottered as they crept along . Old Carriers , too , appeared , and blind old Boxers lying at their feet ! and newer carts with younger drivers ( "Peerybingle Brothers on thetiU "); and sick old Carriers , tended by the gentlest hands ; and graves of dead and gone old Carriers , green in the churchyard . And as the Cricket shewed him all these things—he saw them plainly , though his eyes were fixed upon the fire—the Carrier ' s heart grew light and happy , and he thanked his IlOUSCll-Old Gods with all his might , and cared no more for Gruff and Tackleton than you do .

      Untitled Article

      in the rained windows when the moon was dim , and hear wild noises in the stormy weather . He was the younger man . les , yes ; some lover who had won the heart that he had never touched . Some lover of her ewly choice : of whom she Had thought and dreamed : for whom she had pined and pined : irhen he had fancied herSoW , v by his side . Oh agony to think or it ! She had been above stairs with the Baby , getting it to bed . As lasat brooding on the hearth , she came close beside turn , without his kuovvUdge—In tbe vwniug of the rack of his great misery , he lost all other soundsand put her little stool at his feat . He only knew it , when lie felt her hand upon his own , and saw her looking up into ' his face , With wonder ? No . It was liis firat impression , and ho was fain to look at her again , to set it right . K ' o , not with wonder . With an eager an < l inquiring look ; but not with wonder . At first it was alarmed and serious ; then it changed into a

      strange , wild , dreadful smile of recognition of his thoughts j then tl , ere was nothing but her clasped hanCs oh her brow , aud her bent head , and her falling hair . Though the power of Omnipotence had been his to wield at that moment , he had too much of its Diviner property of Marcy in his breast , to have turned one feather ' weight of it against her . fiut he could not bear to s « e her crouching down upon the little seat whore lie had 6 ft < m louKcd on her , with love and pride , so innocent and gay ; aud when she rose aud left him , sobbing as she went , he felt it a relief to have the vacant place beside him rather than her so long cherished presence . Tins in itself was anguish keener than all ; reminding him llOW desolate lit was become , and how the great bond of his life was rent asunder . The more he felt this , and the more he knew In could have better borne to see her lying prematurely dead before him with her little child upon her breast , the higher and the stronger rose his wrath against his enemy .

      IEMPTAT 10 S AND DELIVERANCE , lie looked about him for a weapon . There was a Gun , hanging on the wall . He took it down , and moved a pace or two towards the door of tne perfidious Stranger ' s room , He kneiv the gun was loaded . Some shadowy idea that it was just to shoot this man like a Wild Beast , seized him ; and dilated in his mind until it grew into a monstrous demon in complete possession of him , casting out all milder thoughts and setting up its undivided empire . That phrase is wrong . Not casting out liis milder tbaughts ; but artfully transforming them . Changing them into sourges to drive him on . Turning water into blood , uove into hivte , Gentleness into blind ferocity . Her image , sorrowing , humbled , but still pleading to his tenderness and mercy with resistless power , never left his mind ; but staying there , it urged him to the door ; raised the weapon to his shoulder ; fitted and nerved his finger to tlie trigger ; and cried " Kill him ! In his Bed ! " He reversed the Gun to beat

      the stock upon the door ; he already held it lifted in tbe air ; some indistinct design was in his thoughts of calling out to him , to fly for God ' s sake , by tho window—when , suddenly , the struggling fire illuminated the whol * chimney with a glow of light ; aud the Cricket on the Hearth began to chirp ! No sound he could have heard ; no human voice , not even her ' s , could so have moved aud softened him . The artless words in which she had told him of her love for this same Cricket , were once more freshly speken ; her trembling , earnest manner at the moment , was again befoi e him ; her pleasant voice—oh what a voice it was for making household music at the fire ? Ide of an honest man;—thrilled through and through his better nature , and awoke it into life and action . He recoiled from the door , like a man walking in his sleep , awakened from a frig htful dream ; and put the Gun aside , Clasping his hands befors his face , he then sat down again beside the fire , and found relief in tears .

      THE CK 1 CKET AND TnE FA . IHIES . The Cricket on the Hearth came out into the room , and stood in Fairy shape before him . "I love it , " said the Fairy Voice , repeating what he Well remembered , " for ths many times I have heard it , and the many thoughts its harmless miisic has given me . " " She said so ! " cried the Carrier . " True I" " This has been a happy Home . John ; and I love the Cricket fov its sake ! " "It has been , Heaven knowB , " retui'ned tlie Carrier . "She made it happy , always—until now . " " So gracefully sweettempered ; so domestic , joyful , busy , and light-hearted !" said the Voice . " Otherwise I never could have loved her as I did , " returned the Carrier . The Voice , correcting him , said , " D o . " The Carrier repeated " as I did . " But ttot firmly . His faltering tongue resisted hvs control , and would speak in its own way , for himself and him

      The Figure , in an attitude of invocation , raised its hand and said : "Upon your own hearth "— "The hearth she has blighted , " interposed the Carrier . " The hearth she has—how often!—blessed and brightened , " said the Cricket : "the hearth which , but for her , were only a few Btones and bricks and rusty bave , but which has been , through her , the Altar of your Home ; on which you have nightly sacrificed some petty passion , selfishness , or care , and offered up the homage of a tranquil mind , a trusting nature and an overflowing heart ; so that the smoke from this poor chimney has gone upward with a better fragrance than the richest incense that is burnt before the richest shrines in all the gaudy Temples of this world!—upon your own hearth ; in Its quiet sanetuary ; surrounded by its gontlc influences and associations ; hear her ! hear me ! Hear

      evsrjthing that speaks the language of your hearth and hoinel" "And pleads for herVenquired the Carrier , " All things that speak the language of your neartu and home , must plead for her ! " returned the Cricket . "For they speak the . Truth . " And while the Carrier , with his head upon his hand 3 , continued to sit meditating in his chair , the Prcsencestood beside him ; suggesting his reflections by its power , and preseuting them before him , as in a Glass or Picture . It was not a solitary Presence . From tbe hearthstone , from . the chimney , from the clock , the pipe , the ktttle , and the cradle ; from the floor , the walls , the ceiling , and the stairs ; from the cart without and the cupboard within , and the household implements ;

      from everything and ever place with which she had ever been familiar , ani with which she had ever entwined on « recollection of herself in her unhappy husband ' s mind ; Fairies came trooping forth . Not to stand beside him as the Cricket did , but to busy and bestir themselves . To do all honour to Her image . To pull him by th « skirts and point to him when it appeared . To cluster round it , and embrace it , aud strew flowers for it to tread on . To try to crown its fair head with their tiny hands . To show that they were fond of it and loved it ; and thai there was not one ugly , wicked , or accusatory creature to claim knowledge of it—none buttheir playful and approving selves . "

      For the remainder of this powerfully-written description of tho poor Carrier ' s jealous thoughts and reflections , we must refer the reader to the work itself . Finally the unfortunate _ husband's batter nature triumphs , and while he pities his wife , he blames himself for his present misery , in having married one so much younger than himself , at tinsame time that her heart , as he now feels assured , was engaged to another of her own ago . Early in the morning ( the Carrier has sat by the fireside all night ) Tackleton arrives , evidently with the charitable intent of making-himself happy (?) by witnessing the Carrier ' s misery . % Shortly afterwards it ia discovered that the deceiving stranger haa

      clandestinely left the house . The Carrier and Tackleton engage in conversation , in the course of which the Former expatiates upon his own selfishness and lolly in marrying poor little " Dot" so much younger , and , in many respects , so much unlike himself . He expresses his unabated love for his wife , but determined to release her from all connexion with himself , he declares his intention of sending her home to her father and mother , but adds , that as long as he may live he shall love her to the last . This conversation has been overheard by the wife , unobserved by the husband . " Dot" begs that he will wait till the clock has struck again . IIo assents , and now comes the denouement .

      Before the clock strikes , Caleb Plammr and Bertha ( the blind girl ) active '> a most affecting scene occurs between those two , in which the father undeceives his poor blind daughter as to all her delusions , but this we must not attempt to describe . Presently the wheels of a carriage are heard , the carriage stops , and in another moment a young mart rushes into the room , bearing with him May Fielding . This young man proves to be the sailor-son of Caleb Plummet ; supposed to have long since died in the " Golden South Americas . " Caleb and Bert / ia are in a moment made happy by the recovery of a long-lost son aud brother , and as quickly the three arc locked in each others arms . At this moment the clock strikes , and the Carrier enters . Advancing to meet the sailor , he recognises the features of the pretended deaf old

      man , who had cajised him so much trouble . Exp lanations ensue , in the midst of which Tackleton , who has lost May Fielding , arrives , to claim that young lady to accompany him to church . She declines , her name being no longer May Fielding , but May Plummcr , she , having made the change that morning by marrying the sailor . Edward Plummcr hearing , on his return to England , that his sweetheart ( May ) was about to bestow her hand upon TacMetori , had determined to ascertain if the match was by her own desire , and if not , to take steps to prevent it . Ilence his assuming the disguise , hence the hysteric screams uttered by Mrs . PeerybirigU on the night ot his arrival , she having recognised him . Ilence the secret meeting in Tackleton ' s warehouse , to concert measures to save May ,

      and foil Tackleton ; and hence too , the jealousy and misery suffered by the poor Carrier . Tlie rapturous it conciliation of honest John with his wife , must be read in full to be enjoyed ; and never have we read anything we have more enjoyed . The good little " J ) ot , " crying , smiling , breathless in her haste to clear herself of the taint implied in her husband ' s misgivings . The dumbfoundered condition of John , his penitence , his anxiety to atone for his foolishness ; the little woman keeping him off at arm ' s length , and crying , " Not yet , John , don ' t loveme yet , John , till I have explained all ; " and finally , J p hn , no longer to bo ' kept back , hugging " Dot" in his arms —all combine to form a picture of domestic love , joy , and overflowing happiness , such as Charles Dickens only could picture , and only his magic pen describe .

      Lastly , all are made happy ; even the " genteel " mother of May , whose pride is conquered by her daughter ' s love ; more than her , even TaeMeton relents , and becomes soft-hearted and mirthful (!); attends the wedding-dinner of his wife that was to be , gives the wedding-cake lie had bought for his own marriage to the now-married couple , and brings toys for the baby , the very opposite too of ugly . In short ,

      Untitled Article

      he becomes a changed man . The whole concludes with a glorious dance , in which Edward iYummer and May take the lead , followed by John , the Carrier , and "Iht , " and all others present , even including the reformed Tackleton , and the inimitable Tilly Slowboy , whose dancing , like that of Tiotty Veck ' s , is like unto no other persons , ami , therefore , must be deemed something original , if not very captivating . Perhaps , the only unlikely idea in the story , is the conversion of Tackleton . Such conversions but very rarely take place , and we should fancy are still more rarely effected by the means set forth in this story . To deprive a selfish old grip of his intended bride , at Uio moment he is about to lead hisrictim to the altar of sacrifice ) , is a most unlikely means of mollifying his heart , and amending his feelings . But no matter ,

      the reformation of Tackktvn only proves that the author would have the real world filled with the good , the bright , the beautiful , with no alloy of baseness and evil . Hence , in the little domestic paradise he has idealised in this story , he has left no one creeping , crawling thing to mar its beauty ; on the contrary , tlievevy genius of evil , as embodied in the toy-merchant , he transforms into an angel of liuht . To Mr . Dickens we return our heart-felt thanks for- this new gift to liis fellow creatureSi assured as we are , that no one can become acquainted with its lessons of sympathy and goodness without becoming better and happier therefrom . We take our leave of this little book heartily recommending it to our readers , reminding each and all of good , sweet , dear little " Dot ' s" amiable superstition—a superstition in which we must share—that " To have a ' Cricket o . v the Hearth' is ths luckiest thing in all the world' "

      Untitled Article

      DOUGLAS JERROLD'S SHILLING MAGAZINE . December . London : Punch Office , 92 , Fleet-street . We nuut apologise for not noticing the December number of this excellent magazine earlier in the month . Unfortunately , too , we are now prevented giving it more than a cursory notice ; but this is not of much importance , seeing that we have so often , and at considerable length , devoted our columns to making kiiown its merits and beauties to our readers . In the present number we have a continuation of the

      editor ' s story , " St . Giles and St . James , " rich with gems of thought and feeling , so honourable to the bead and heart of Douglas Jerkold . " Tho Social Position and Character of the Bar . " "An Accomplished Villain , " "The Englishmen in Prussia , " " The Hedgehog Letters , " and the continuation of " A History for Young England" ( Henry the Second and his Sons ) , are all admirable articles , written ivitii great ability , and breathing the purest and loftiest spirit . The " reviews , " though brief , are well written . We give the following extracts from the editor ' s story : —

      GOLD . After much caution , Mr . Tangle approached a closet , unlocked the door , and , pointing to an iron-bound box , observed " AU is safe—all new , Mr . Folder—all sparkling and burning from the mint . What a beautiful substance is gold ouly to look at ' . " cried Tangle , with enthusiasm ; at the same moment unlocking the box , and lifting the lid . "There ' s a blaze ! " he cried , with a voluptuons smacking of tbe mouth , "How thej- twinkle ! " h » adde . l ; whereupon the parliamentary agent clutched a handful of bright guineas , and poured them from hand to hand , his eye catching yellow lustre from the golden shower . And thus for some brief minute or two did Tangle play with minted gold . We are told that

      snaketlinrraors of ihe cast arc wont to ensnare the reptile ? with dulcet music . The snake Apollo plays a melody npon some magic pipe ; whereupon torpid snakes soiled in holea nnd crannies gradually untwist themselves , and fed their blood quicken and their scales rustle , and they glide and undulate towards tbe sound—readily as school-girls unto a ball . Great is the voice of gold . What a range too it has ! Now , breathing tbe profoundest notes of persuasion—deep and earnest a 6 a hermit ' s homily—and lioir , carrying away the heart and senses with its light and laughing trills , delicious , fascinating as the voice of bacchante . Gold , too , is the earth ' s great ventriloquist , speaking' from and to the belly of immortal man , aud en . slanng ana juggling him with its many voices .

      " MAN "— " IMIIORTAMTI "— " C 0 IN 1 KO . " As the old war horse pricks his eara at the murderous music of tlvo tvuvnpfct—as some retired and ercvrtiUe sharp attorney , reading some successful juigle , juggled in the name af justice , feels his liourt trickle ss it ran red ink , and dreams himself again in court—so did the sound of the gold , as it fell from hand to hand , awnlccn in the soul of Tangle all it » Plutean strength . Nay , his soul for a moment left him , and docked and dived , and took its liquid pleasure in that golden river—tbat Pactolus embanked in ( l box—like a triton wallowing in a . foamy scu , be felt he was in his tvuo element—and eloquence flowed from his lips , free as a silver thread of rivulet from some old granite-hearted rock . " Wonderful invention , gold coin , sir ! Wonderful thing ! - If there ' s anything-, sir , that shows man to be tho creature that he is , —it ' s this .

      Scholars , when they want to raise a man above th « monkey—Heaven forgire the atheists—call him a laughing animal—a tool-making animal , a cooking animal . Sir , they'vo all missed the true meaning ; they should call him a coining animal . I ' ve thought of the matter much , and this" —and Tangle rattled the coin— " this is the true weapon against the athuists . They may call men what they like , —but I see proofs of the immortality of the soul in this . No unbelief can stand against this . " # * » " A glorious invention coining , sir , " again eried Tangle , expanding with the subject . "Now , look here , these guineas are , I may say , nothing more than the representatives of the voters of Liquorish . Here , we have ' emhere , I take ' em up with my hand ; any number of ' em , body aud soul . " Whereupon Tangle seo&ped up the guineas in his palm , and poured them down again . " Here they are , nieu , women , and children , all packed

      close , all snug ! Sir , a man who carries these , carries Uoaps of his fallow creatures with- him . They talk about the invention of printing ; why , what was coining but printing ? That is the better part of printing ; theioul , t may say of it , is without its wickedness . There ' * no dangerous notions in theso , sir ; no false Ideas ; no stud to dizzy the heads of fools , making them think themselves as good a 6 their betters ; no treachery , sir , but all plain mil above board , " And again , Tangle took up tlio coin and dropt it again , Ma heart-strings vibrating to the music . And tlie church bell rang out its summons to the world . A . ud , for one momrnt , the eloquent man heard it not . He only listened to his church bells—the ringing that sounded of his heaven . Still , he plays with the gold ; still , the church bell sounds . Toll , toll—chink , chinktoll—chink—toll—chink ! How often do many think those notes in unison ! What beautiful harmony to nitre ears of clav ! What grating discord to diviner sense !"

      The best recommendation we can give this publication is to remind our readers that the present number closes the second volume ; a new volume will commence on the 1 st of January next . Such of our readers as may not hitherto have been readers of this magazine will find this a favourable opportunity to begin . Thousands may afford a shilling a month , and the poorest can , at any rate , club their pence together for this excellent shilling's worth monthly . Douglas Jerrold ' s Magazine is , emphatically , the Magazine for the Millions : —their guide , their advocate , their instructor and champion . Working for , and devoted to the cause of the " Millions , " it has a right to the support of the " Millions , " and to them we earnestly aud heartily recommend it .

      Untitled Article

      THE CONNOISSEUR . December . London : E . Mackenzie , 111 , Fleet-street . This month ' s number opens with a very able and interesting . article entitled " Art as connected with Political Economy . " The theme of the article is " the unreasonable prejudice which , assumes the qualities of the painter , the actor , the singer , and the dnncer to be unproductive and inappreciable in value to the country in which , they ave esteemed and fostered . " Combatting this erroneous prejudice , the writer carries immediate conviction to the minds of his readers by the soundness and force of his arguments . Tlie article is altogether an admirable vindication of tlie rights and claims of nature ' s nobles . " The Life of Mozart" is concluded . " The Return of Macready" is the title of an elaborate , honest , and exceedingly clever criticism on the " Othello" of the great tragedian . " Tho Study of Architecture " and " Picture Dealing" ave ably written su-tieles ; their titles sufficientl y bespeak the subjects discussed .

      A number of minor articles , all evincing good taste and judgment , together with the usual criticisms on the dramatic and musical performances of the past month , complete the present number . Stop ; we are not exactly correct in so saying ; for this number also contains an original ballad ( with music ) by Sirs . HeiVbt Stiucev , and , last not least , a beautiful engraving of Julio Romano , from a portrait by himself . We will not attempt to describe the beauties of this engraving , enough that it is the living man rather than life portrait , which looks at us from tho paper . One word more , ( press of matter compels us to make this notice brief , ) the present number concludes the first volume ; the second volume will commence with the new year , and affords a favourable opportunity for new subscribers to commence their acquaintance with the Connoisseur . We advise all our readers who have , or would cultivate , a taste for the beauties of art , to forthwith give their orders for the January number of this publication . We are confident that those who act on this advice will not regret it .

      W& M&

      W& M&

      Untitled Article

      The Old Duke . —The national admiration for the old duke has led the public to have almost as many Dortralts of him as ot Field-Marshal Prince Albert . When a people adores a man , a set of astute publishers mnturally go to work to re-produce the beloved image , and all Air . Moon ' s shop would not contain the Wellington picture gallery . We li&vc had Uiui in all shapes—The Duke before Salamanca ; The Duke reconnoitring before Vittoria ; The Duke after ditto ; The Duke shaving before Ciudad llodrigo , &c , &a . ;—from that noble portrait of Lawrence , where he is represented holding the sword of England ( it was in 1815 , and he could wield it then ) , down to the last Daguerreotype of the neat , whitehaired , old gentleman , whom we have all seen rolling

      upon his horse in the Park and Pall-mall—a wonder to aU bystanders that he did not topple over . At last they have got him in a sixpenny picture-newspaper at ehureh . Church is-a very geod place for him—whether artists could not bo hotter employed there than in making pictures of tbat venerable hooked nose , is neither here nor there . But , let it be Conceded that he is getting old , as has been the lot of military commanders before , him . ¦ "Teal's of dotage , " we know , flowed "from Marlborough ' s eyes . " There can be no manner of doubt that Alexander the Great , or Napoleon , if tlmy had lived long enough , would have grown old too . The Luke ' s horse , which he rode at Waterloo , grew old , and was turned out to grass to pass a comfortable senility , and

      died , greatly honoured and hmented , long ago . Why keep the master in harness for ever ? Kecommend . him quiet and a sunshiny paddock at Strathfieldsaye . It is nonsense to say that because ho won tlio great Waterloo stakes in 1815 he is able to run with other horses now—it is not fair that others should slacken their pace out of regard to him . We want to move on . Here is the old gentleman , because he couldn't go the pace in the anti-corn law coach , has stopped the carriage , sent back the horses on their haunches , upset the coachman , and set tke whole team in disorder . It may be perceived that we are writing with the utmost gentleness . Great and strong ourselves , we reverence the brave who lived before us . We are not going to bully the old duke , but we assert that his time for going to grass has arrived . The Times

      says he is the leader of the aristocracy . Let him go and lead the dukes . He is fit for that ; but not any longer for governing us . Suppose that statue of his , which is turned with his horse ' s tail to the Exchange , should be removed by his adorers in the Citv , and placed , for greater honour , let us say in the middle arch of Temple-bar . It might look very well there , and the noble image would be sheltered from tlie rain ; but the street would be incommoded , the omnibuses would not like it : the people going to business would curse that aquiline-nosed barrier which interposed between their livelihood and themtlie moral is obvious . Punch means that the old duke should no longer block up the great thoroughfare of civilization—that ho should be quietly and respectfully eliminated . For the future , let us have him and admire him—in history . —Punch .

      The Duke of Norfolk ' s Cookery . — Wo understand that the present Duko of Norfolk inherits the skill he has lately shown in cookery from one of his ancestors , whose name has become identified with that delicious edible , the Norfolk dumpling . The Howard family are believed to be closely related to the celebrated Dukt Ilumphcry , - whose hospitality was exactly of the kind that the Norfolk cookeryseems specially adapted for . It is expected that the Duke will shortly publish a culinary guide for the benclit of the Boor . Tke brochure , callod " How to benclit of the poor . Tke brochure , callod " How to

      Live on a Hundred a Year , " will be superseded by a pamphlet entitled " How to Live on a Pinch of Curry . " The following will be tho Btylo of the valuable receipts contained in the Dnkc of Norfolk ' s new cookery book : — " A Capital Soup ' : Take a saucepan , or if you have not one , borrow one . Throw in about a gallon of good water , and let it warm over a fire till it boils . Now bo ready with your curry , which you may keep in a snuff-box if you liko , and take a pinch of it . Pop the pinch of curry into the hot water , and serve out , before going to bed , to your hungry children . —Puneh .

      Taking it Aist . —A few days ago a genuine son of tho " Gim of the Sao" was informed by bis landlady that in consequence of the wet harvest and the potatoo " disase , " the loaf would be up a penny in a day or two . "Arrah , by St . P&trick , " says ho " and what ' s that to me—what care I if it were half-actowiy—saw ye know I buy ' nU loafs in pen ' ovths . " A Monomaniac . — There lives at Berlin an old woman who absurdly believes she will live to see the day when Prussia will receive the constitution it has been promised so often . —Punch . Utility of tub Letter " H . " —A person of the name of Hill toeing present when some people were discussing the utility of the letter H , he remarked that if it had not been for tho letter H he would have been ill all his life .

      O'CONNELIi TO PUNCH . Arraii , Punch ! is it joking you are ? if it is , TaKe my word , ns a prosperous joker , ( Since by jesting our incomes ave equally riz , ) Sure a feather will tickle a smile from the phiz Of a man—quite as soon as a poker , Then why lay upon me like a stoker ? Punch astliore ! Sure 'twas timting—thatpatriot trade , yez must owii , To a jsnius inventive as mine is ; It has prospev'd—and now I can't lave it alenc . Och ! just think how jour own heart would burst wid a groan , To conclude your next number wid " Finis . " Let a man live , whatever his line is ! . Punc / i atthore !

      I don ' t care for the Times , or the rest , not a rush , Wid their Btories of rapine and riot ; I can give them the lie when it comes to the push . If a middle-man drops by a ball from a bush , Don't I advocate peace ? Who ' 11 deny it 1 Agitation 'tis keep 3 them s « quiet ! Punch astliore ! Sure I gather no more than they'd spend in ' poteen , And 'tis friendship to keep them from dhrinlcin' : Don ' t I sond round Toji Stekle , wid his pcace-brancli so green . If I shout for repale , don't I shout for the Qfeen ; Though one eye , Ihvowjha comjW , I keep wiutrin' , There ' s no treason in weakness , I ' m thinkin *! Pvmh astliore ! Semper Idem . — The Times commissioner has proved O'Connell to be a " middle-man . " — We always thought him between the knave and a mountebank . —Punch .

      Filial Affkciionv— "TVeel , Sandy , " said a neighbour to a littlo boy in the soutk of Fife , whose mother : had been seriously indisposed , " how is your mother to-day ? " "Deed , Idinna ken very weel hoo she is , " replied Sandy , scratching his head ; " but the cow ' s ta ' en ill , and that ' s waur nor my mither !" ROYAL AND NOBf . E REMEDIES FOB FAMINE . In good old Bourbon times a starving crowd Were once around the Louvre clamouring loud , A gentle princess hoard the dismal cry , And asked its meaning of a oourtier nigh . Quoth he , " Tha people cry for want of bread . " " What silly folks , " the gentle princess said , " For want of nasty common loaves to ei % " When half a franc such nice now cakes will buy . "

      An English Duko hears labourers bewail That breiid is scarce , and that potatoes tail . " Cheer up , " ho says , " to starve you need not hurry , " When you may feast off hot water and curvy . " C . S . E . Norfolk Curby . — Take a duke , no matter how foolish , but the fatter the better , stew him down with " peppers , and a variety of things of that description , " and serve him up as the principal dish at an agricultural meeting—any fool can cut him up . This is a very warm dish to t ! ie stomach ; if " not palatable at first , " wash it down with a glass or two of miik punch . —Yours truly , Hannah Glasse , Beefsteak Club , Dec . 12 .

      A NEW SENNACHERIB . Sir Robert camo down on the Corn-laws so bold , And his backers felt savage , and sorry , and sold ; But the Premier of votes had a majority , Amounting , in all , to about ninety-thrce . As sheep follow the wether , submissive and mean , That host at the heels of their leader were seen ; As sheep scatter wide when you leave them alone , That host , cays the Tom , are now broke and o ' ei'tlnwvu . For the Iron Duke set his fate on the east , And nailed , for the Corn-Laws , his flag to the mast ; And the Cabiuet ' s hopes felt a sensible chill , When they thought of the Duke , and his potont "I will , " Aud there sat the Premier , his head on one side ; His arguments pooh-poohed , his statements denied ; And tho he tried hard , he had need of his nerve , A decent composure of face to preserve .

      And there sat grim Grahame , so nervous and pale , With his hat on his head , and his moutk to his nail And their measures were done for , their plans overthrownj And l ' eel had to leave his own trumpet unblown , And Conservative gentry are loud in their wail , That the country is ruined if l'ee \ should turn tail ; And repeal of the Corn-laws , we soon shall record , Has teen won , not by Feel , but a certain small lord . — Punch . A Remejdt tor Caudlbism . —It is said that a girl hi rittsh' eld was struck dumb by the firing of a cannon . Since then a number of married men , it is said , have invited the ; artillerr companies to come and discharge their pieces on their premises .

      A Great Calf . —Sir William B , being at a parish meeting , made some proposals that were objected to by a farmer . Highly enraged " Sir , " says he to the farmer , " do you know that I have been to two Universities , and at two Colleges in ench ' University ? " " Well , sir , " said the fanner , " what of , that ? I bid a calf that sHclcetl two cows , and the observation I made was , the more he sucked the greater calf he grew .

      ¦¦¦Iiiiiiiii ¦ J^^G^ - S5ssj Rtrwnotf Garfattib Jt = ._ ' Z. Ifhritiftifftcl Tflatiattfil

      ¦¦¦ iiiiiiiii ¦ J ^^ g ^ - s 5 SSJ rtrWnotf garfattib JT = . _ ' Z . ifhritiftifftCl tflatiattfiL

      Untitled Article

      Makes us more intimately acquainted with the eccentric but noble-hearted Caleb Plummet ; and introduces us to his daughter who is blind . She is not only physically blind , but she is also mentally blind to the circumstances connected with her father and her home . The former she helieves to be a hale , hearty , and happy man , and the latter a little paradise of neatness and comfort ; whereas the reverse of these is the truth in both cases . Iler delusion arises from the fact of her father having , through pity and intense love for his child , so represented all things to her as to ensure her happiness , at the expense to himselfof additional pain and trouble , A most interesting couple are

      THE TOT MAKEE AND BIS BLIND DAUGHTER . The Blind Girl never knew that ceilings were discoloured ; walls blotched , and bare of plaster here and there ; high cmices unstopped , and widening every day ; beams mouldering and tending downward . The Blind Girl never knew that iron was rusting , wood rotting , paper peeling off ; tlie very size , and shape , and true proportion of the dwelling , withering away . The Blind Girl never knew that ugly shapes ofdelf and earthenware wera on the board ; that sorrow and faint-heartedness were in the house ; that Caleb's scanty hairs were turning greyer and more grey before her sightless face . The Blind Girl never knew they had a master , cold , exacting and uninterested : never knew that Tackleton was Tackleton in short ; but lived in the belief of an eccentric humourist who loved to have his jest with them « aud while ha was

      tbe Guardian Angel of their lives , disdained to hear one word of thankfulness . And all was Caleb ' s doing ; all the doing of her simple father ! But he too had a Cricket on his Hearth ; and listening sadly to Us musie when tho motherless Blind Child was very . young , that Spirit had inspired him with the thought that even her great deprivation might be almost changed into a blessing , and the girl made happy by these little means . For all the Cric'ket Tribe are potent Spirits , even though the people who hold converse with them do not know it ( which is frequently the case ); and there are not in the Unseen World , Voices more gentle and more true ; that may be so implicitly relied on , or that are so certain to give none but tenderest counsel ; as the Voices in which the Spirits of the Fireside and the Hearth , address themselves tn human Itinil .

      Into tnis very poor , but—at least to one of the inmates thereof—charmed home , the evil genius of the story , Tackletoa , thrusts hia ill-looking head , catching poor Caleb in the fact of pretending to be very merry , and singing something about a Sparkling Bowl . Soon after the appearance of this worthy , eompany more pleasant arrive , in tho persona of Mr . and Mrs . Peerybingte , who regularly , ence a fortnight since their marriage , have been used to hold an indoor Pie-Nic at the toyinakcr ' s . May Fielding and her " genteel" mother are also present , together with the self-invited delectable Tackleton . The ride in the Carrier ' s cart of the Peerybingle' '« to Caleb Plurmner ' s ( the two parties live in separate towns or villages ) is most graphically described . Here is a charming picture of our four-footed friend

      BOXER . Then , Boxer gave occasion to more good-natured recognitions of and by the Carrier , than half a dozen Christians could have done ! Everybody knew him , all along the road , especially the fowls and pigs , who , when they saw him approaching with his body all on one side , and his ears pricked up inquisitively , and that knob of a tail making the most of itself in the air , immediately withdrew into remote back settlements , without waiting for the honour of a nearer acquaintance , Ho had business everywhere ; goin / down all the turnings , looking into all tbe wells , bolting in and out of all the cottages , dashing into the midst of all the Dame-Schools , fluttering all the pigeons , magnifying tltfe tails of all the cats , and trotting into the public-houses like a regular customer . Whereev « r he went , somebody or other might have been heard to cry , " Halloa ! Here ' s Boxer !"

      At length all parties are seated at the Pic-Nic board , Gruff and Tackleton doing , the agreeable , and about as much at home as a fresh young salmon on the top of the Great Pyramid ! A regular Dog in the Manger—he could ' nt laugh himself , and when others laughed he took it into his head that they must be laughing at him . We arc compelled to pass over much that is beautiful , and come at once to a striking scene , wbish , however , we must outline is a few words . In the course of . the evening TaMtUm , taking the carrier aside , intimates that he has something most important to disclose to him , and takes him to a window , looking through which he sees

      IRE " OLD MAX" AXD " DOT I He saw her with the old man ; old no longer , but erect and gallant , bearing in his hand the false white hair that hnd won his way into their desolate aud miserable home . He saw her listening to him , as he bent his head to whisper in her ear ; and , suffering him to clasp her round the waist , as they moved slowly down the dim wooden gallery towards the door by which they had entered it . He saw them stop , and saw her turn—to have the face , the face he loved so , so presented to his view!—and saw her , with her own hand , adjust the Lie upon his head , laughing , as she did it , at his unsuspicious nature ! The poor Carrier ' s agony may Le conceived . The party shortly after breaks up , and the Carrier and his wife return home . To render clear what follows , we should premise that , previously to the Carrier discovering his wile and the pretended old man so suspiciously together , the stranger has engaged to take up hi * abode at the Carrier's for a time , where he now is , asleep , or supposed to be so . The opening of

      ljir . » the tEtjiru is the most powerfully written portion of the story . Though the extract we are about to givo is lengthy it needs no excuse , ( unless , indeed , we excuse ourselves to the author , for what he may consider the great liberty we are taking with his work in quoting so freely fr om it ) , its power and beauty sufficiently erttwmend it .

      THE USHAPPT HUSBAND , The Dutch clock in the corner struck Ten , when the Carrier sat down by his fireside . So troubled and grlofworn , that he seemed to scare the Cuckoo , who , having cut his ten melodious announcements as short as possible , plunged back into the Moorish Palace again , and clapped his little door behind him , as if the unwonted spectacle were too much for his feelings . If the liitls Haymaker had been armed with the sharpest of scythes , and had cut at every stroke into the Cariiar ' a heart , he nerer could have gasbed and wounded it , as Dot had done . It was a heart so full of love for her ; so boun 1 up and held together by innumerable thr < a Is of wlnnin ; remembrance , spun from the daily working of her many qualities of endearment ; it was a heart in which she had enshrined herself so gentlv and so closelv ; a heart so

      single and so earnest m its Truth ; SO strong in right , so weak in wrong : that it could cherish neither passion nor revenge at first , and had only room to hold the broken image of its Idol . But slowly , slowly ; as the Carrier sat brooding on his hearth , now cold aud dark ; other and fiercer thoughts began torisewithin him , as an angry wind uouies rising in tk < J night . The Stranger was beneath his outraged roof . Three steps would take him to his chamber door . One blow would beat it iu . " You might do Murder before you know it , " Tackleton had said , How couli it be Murder , if he gave the Villain timi to grapple with him hand to hand ! He was the younger man . It was an ill-timed thought , bad for the dark mood of his mind . It was an angry thought , goading him to some avenging act , that should change the cheeiful houso into a haunted place which lonely travellers would dread to pass by n ' ght ; and where tlie timid would see shadows struggling

      &Lt;£Tjitp Ttje ©Econo

      < £ Tjitp ttje © econo

      **&$»*?

      ** & $ »*?

      Untitled Article

      SIMMONDS'S COLONIAL MAGAZINE . December . London : Simmonds and Ward , Cornhill . AYe have only room to say that the articles in the present number fully sustain tlie character of this very useful and well-conducted magazine . The principal articles arc " An Account ot' Prince of Wales Island , " "The Emigrant , " "The Serpent of Martinique and St . Lucia , " " Sketches of Grenada Scenery , " "The Liberated African Establishment at St . Helena , " " The Vegetable origin of Basaltic Columns , " " lleminicences of the Island of Cuba , " and a continuation of the able article , by the editor , on " Colonial Railways and their Prospects . " A new volume commences on the 1 st of-January , and will , we hope , be even still more successful than the volumes which have already been completed . Such success ia well merited .

      Untitled Article

      - ¦ " i" ' nwrtfBEB 27 , 1845 . •* : : v _ THE NOT ? THt ! PW STAR % == ^ ^ ggggg »— . -

  • Citation
    • Northern Star (1837-1852), Dec. 27, 1845, page 3, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ns/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1347/page/3/