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fallen sick, and entrusted its management to his son, a young man just turned of one and twenty. Making for St. John's, with upwards of forty passengers, they encountered the equinoctial gale which blew with violence right a head. The fine vessel, however, encountered it bravely, and dashed onwards through the storm, until an hour after midnight, she had gained the broadest part of the lake. Some careless mortal, who had been to seek his supper in the pantry, left a candle burning on a shelf, which, after some time, caught another which was ranged above.

"The passengers were asleep, or at least quiet in their births, when a man at the engine perceived, in some dark recess of the vessel, an unusual light. Approaching the spot, he heard the crackling of fire, and found the door of the pantry a glowing and tremulous wall of embers. He had scarcely time to turn himself, ere he was eveloped in flames; rushing past them, he attempted to burst into the ladies' apartment by a small door which opened into the interior of the vessel: it was locked on the inside, and the noise of the storm seemed to drown all his cries and blows. Hurrying upon the deck, he gave the alarm to the captain, and flew to the women's cabin. Ere he leaped down the stairs, the flames had burst through the innner door, and had already seized upon the curtains of the bed next to it. You may conceive the scene which followed.

"In the mean time the young captain roused his crew and his male passengers, warning the pilot to make for the nearest island. Summoning all his men around him, and stating to them that all the lives on board could not be saved in the boats, he asked their consent to save the passengers, and to take death with him. All acquiesced unanimously; and hastened to let down the boats. While thus engaged, the flames burst through the decks, and shrouded the pilot, the mast, and the chimney, in a column of flames. The helmsman, however, held to the wheel, until his limbs were scorched and his clothes half consumed upon his back. The unusual heat round the boiler gave a redoubled impetus to the engine. The vessel dashed madly through the waters, until she was within a few roods of land. The boats were down, and the captain and his men held the shrieking women and children in their arms, when the helm gave way, and the vessel, turning from the wind, flew backwards, whirling round and round from the shore. None could approach to stop the engine; its fury, how. ever, soon spent itself, and left the flaming wreck to the mercy only of the winds and waves. With dreadful struggles, the naked passengers got into the boats, and received the women and children from the hands of the captain and the crew, who, while the flames whirled over their heads, refused the solicitations to enter the overburdened barks, and pushed them off from the fire which had nearly caught their sides. It was now discovered that one woman and a youth of sixteen had been forgotten. Hurrying them to the windward of the flames, the youth was bound to a plank, and a skilful swimmer of the crew leapt with him into the lake. The

captain, holding the frantic woman in his arms, stood upon the edge of the scorching and crackling wreck, until he saw the last of his companions provided with a spar, and committed to the waters; then, throwing from him with one arm a table which he had before secured for the purpose, and with the other grasping his charge, he sprang into the waves. The poor woman, mad with terror, seized his throat as he placed and held her upon the table; forced to disengage himself, she was borne away by the waves; he tried to follow, and saw her, for the last time, clinging to a burning mass of the vessel. One last shriek, and the poor creature was whelmed in flood and fire. Swimming round the blazing hulk, and calling aloud to such of his companions as might be within hearing, to keep near it, he watched for the falling of a spar. He seized one while yet on fire, and, quenching it, continued to float round the wreck, deeming that the light might be a signal, should the boats be able to return; but these had to row, heavily laden, six miles through a mountainous sea. It was long before they could make the land, and then, leaving their helpless freight naked on the shore of a desert island, in the dark and tempestuous night, they turned to seek the drowning heroes.

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"The day broke while they were labouring against the roaring elements, seeking in vain the extinguished beacon that was to guide their search; at length a blackened atom appeared upon the top of a wave; stretched upon it was a human figure. It was, I rejoice to say, the young captain-senseless, but the generous soul not quite departed. He is alive and doing well. One other of these devoted men was picked up late in the morning, and wonderously restored to life, after having been eight hours swimming and floating on the water. Seven perished." P. 295.


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But it is time now to turn to the gentleman. He quotes a good deal of poetry, but is on the whole, we think, a much less ambitions writer than his female rival. He wishes now and then that the characteristics of European populations were improved understandings coupled with benevolence, hospitality, and virtue;" and he believes that Athens on the Hockhacking, which he reached by the Big Road, is intended "to compare in literary fame with that (qu. what?) ancient seat of learning," If we are right in our conjecture of his meaning, we readily grant that the modern Athens may some day be as like the ancient city whose name it has abused, as the Hockhocking, under its present title, is to the Ilissus. Duck Creek and Olive-green Creek lead him on to "the interlocking of the Cayahoga with the Muskingum;" hence by the Wabash he proceeds to Wapakanetta, and afterwards at Shakerstown has an opportunity of witnessing the orgies of that sect from which it is named. He describes the essentials of their creed to be blasphemous, and their doctrine

respecting marriage to be "so opposite to any thing like decency, that none but the filthiest pen could prostitute itself in detailing it." Their worship, at which he was present, consisted of a short discourse to prove that dancing and clapping of hands were acceptable to God; a hymn was then sung, and in conclusion,

"A general movement now of the feet took place, accompanied by clapping of hands, twirling on their heels, leaping, shouting, screaming, while the regulators on the flanks sung with some little variation, Lo diddle! ho diddle! lo diddle ho!' ceasing at intervals, to recover from the violent exertions; some, however, unable to resist the impulse of their feelings continued to start suddenly, screaming and leaping in such a manner, that a stranger could not suppose them any other than unfortunates who had eluded the vigilance of their keepers." P. 122.

Big Bone Valley, the seat of the late Dr. Goforth's inquiries concerning the mammoth, afforded him the comfort of a sulphur and magnesia draught. French Lick gave another of saline sulphur. By the Three-notch road he reached the villa of Major A., whom he found "busily employed in making shoes for his family;" upon which patriarchal act he moralizes prettily enough.

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"Be not surprised, that a man of such rank, and possessing large property in land, negroes, &c. should be employed in a way so repugnant to your old-country notions. A nearer acquaintance with these independents would convince you that knowledge, comfort, and the embellishments of human nature, are perfectly com patible with the exercise of any lawful calling, and that no honest employment. can increase the degradation of fallen man." P. 141.

We will not run the chance of weakening, by any foreign addition, the effect of this simple but philosophic reflection, which is equally creditable to its author and its object.

As for America we really neither undervalue the energies which she has hitherto shewn, nor still less the capabilities which she may possess for the future. Our quarrel is not with her, but with those who do her injustice, who forget that maturity of civilization is the work of ages, who imagine that because the New World displays signs of vigour the Old World is therefore necessarily effete, who cackle, as geese have done before them, about a gingerbread capitol, and think that logcabins and mud-hovels become temples and palaces by the magic of the nicknames Cincinnati and Utica. Őf these doings there is plentiful matter in the volumes before us; and if the writers really think all they so broadly say, they cannot do better than plant themselves in the Elysium of the back settlements without loss of time.

ART. VI. Historic Notices in Reference to Fotheringhay. Illustrated by Engravings. By the Rev. H. K. Bonney, M.A. Author of the Life of Bishop Taylor. 8vo. 136 pp. 7s. 6d. Longman and Co. 1821.

THE design of this pleasing and unpretending little volume, as announced in the Preface to it, is to afford such a history of a place distinguished beyond any other in Britain except the capital, for the misfortunes of royalty, as will answer the inquiries of the traveller when on the spot, without compelling him to refer to those more standard topographical works, which from their expence and bulk are little likely to agree either with his pocket or portmanteau. The sources from which the writer's materials are compiled, in themselves speak sufliciently for the value and authority of his information; they are an ancient MS. in his own possession, sundry others belonging to the vicar of Fotheringhay, the Harleian Collection, Records in the Chapter House Westminster, Bridge's History of Northamptonshire, the fortieth Number of the Typographia Britannica, Camden's Life of Elizabeth, Rymer's Foedera, and an unpublished Record of Dugdale, in the possession of George Finch Hatton, Esq. Mr. Bonney has thrown his antiquarian lore into an agreeable form; and illustrated it by plates very creditable to his pencil.

Fotheringhay, on the north bank of the river Nen, in Northamptonshire, was once a market town, and the principal seat of the Plantagenets. It stands in a country described by Leland as " being marvellous fair corn ground and pasture, with but little wood." In Domesday it is called Fo dringeia, which the same author interprets Foderingeye, or Fodering inclosure, meaning that part of the forest (of Rockingham) which was set apart for the produce of hay.

The present village contains forty houses, and about three hundred inhabitants. In it is a grammar school, endowed with a small stipend from the exchequer, whose foundation is supposed to have taken place in the reign of Edward VI. In the year 1716 five pounds was bequeathed to this institution for the purchase of books, a commodity which was somewhat cheaper a century ago than it is now, as the following bill of fare will abundantly avouch.

"Athenian Oracle, 4 vols.
Cicero's Select Orations.
Clarendon's History, 6 vols.
Cole's Dictionary.

Greek Common Prayer and Testament.
Greek Testament.-Oxford Accidence.
Bentley's Horace.-Leigh's Critica Sacra.
Ovidii Metamorphoses, Delphin Edition.
Prideaux's Connection, 2 vols.
Schrevelii Lexicon.

Terentius, Oxford Edition.

Virgil, Menelius' Edition.

Walker's Particles, and Walker's Idioms." P. 8.

Honest John Dunton was in great repute about these times; in our own the Athenian Oracle would hardly maintain its ground between Cicero and Clarendon.

The castle stood at the eastern extremity of the town. It was built at the close of the eleventh century by Simon de Liz, second Earl of Northampton; from the Earl of Richmond, the nephew of Edward I. it passed by a royal grant to Mary de St. Paul, daughter of Guido de Chatillon, Comte de St. Paul in France, by Mary, daughter of the deceased Earl of Richmond. This lady (St. Paul) is better known to most of our readers as

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She was Baroness de Voissu and Montanai, and married to Audemare de Valentia, Earl of Pembroke, who fell in a tournament on the day of their nuptials. In Cambridgeshire she is remembered as the foundress of Pembroke Hall, in the University, and of Denny Abbey, on the Ely road. Edmund of Langley, the fifth son of Edward III. on the death of this lady became possessor of the castle. He laid the ground plan of the keep in the form of a fetterlock, which, inclosing a falcon, was afterwards the favourite device of his family. Edward, Earl of Rutland, his son, fell at the battle of Agincourt, and at his own desire was interred in Fotheringhay church. His nephew Richard, afterwards Duke of York, succeeded to the castle, and lies also in the same church with his son the Earl of Rutland, killed by Clifford.

Within this castle Richard III. was born. It was the settlement upon Elizabeth, Henry the VIIth's. Queen, the only representative of the House of York; and the dowry of Katharine of Arragon. Henceforward we hear of it only as a prison of state. In Sir Thomas Wyatt's conspiracy, Courtney, Earl of Devonshire, was confined here, and its last and most illustrious captive was Mary, Queen of Scots. Fuller, the church historian, visited it, and read on one of

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