gathered together the pieces of the page and took them away with me, thinking it better that he should not see them again. Just as I had got through the door that leads into the library, and was about to close it, I heard the other door by which you enter the study from the hall, opening, and he came in, and went directly to the table. His back was towards me, so I could look at him unperceived. He observed the miniature directly, and stood quite still with it in his hand for a long time; then sighed, sighed so bitterly! and then took the portrait of our dear mother from one of the drawers of the table, opened the case in which it is kept, and put your miniature inside, very gently and tenderly. I could not trust myself to see any more, so I went up to my room again; and shortly afterwards he came in with my locket, and gave it me back, only saying, You left this on my table, Clara. But if you had seen his face then, you would have hoped all things from him in the time to come, as I hope now." “But, as I will hope, Clara, though it be from no stronger motive than gratitude to you.' 999 What the great humiliation was that crushed Basil utterly, and wellnigh broke the heart of his proud father, the reader must learn for himself. The book is one that is sure to excite attention. It is not by any means a faultless work, but the faults are, for the most part, the faults of genius. We hesitate to pronounce anything improbable. There are many of us whose lives are so full of improbabilities, that a faithful chronicle of the incidents even of a seemingly uneventful career, would be received with incredulity by the majority of readers. That "Basil" will be pronounced "improbable we do not doubt. There is a startling antagonism between the intensity of the passion, the violent spasmodic action of the piece, and its smooth, common-place environments. The scenery, the dramatis persona, the costumery, are all of the most familiar every-day type, belonging to an advanced stage of civilization; but there is something rude and barbarous, almost Titanic, about the incidents; they belong to a different state of society. this very discrepancy enhances the terror of the drama; and there is something artist like even in this apparent want of art. But JULIA. NAY-talk not of beauty, of beauty alone- Nor tell me of Wit and of Intellect's throne Its pow'r is but feeble when reigning alone: The cold or the aged perchance it may bind, But Love pants for more than the charms of the mind. When the sceptre of Beauty is wielded by Wit; When the mind fans the flame which the person has lit; To yield to their power, to bow to their sway? See both then in Julia !-is she not fair? That brow and that glance-is not intellect there? See the graces of person, the glory of mind, A. W. C. THE SADDLEBAGS; OR, THE BRIDLE ROADS OF SPAIN. Our venerable and attentive hostess paid us a visit, and told us about many remarkable persons, who had been here during the nine and twenty years she has lived in Tangier, with many things which they did and said; but the only vivid picture which this chronicle has left on my memory is of the amiable and condescending manner in which the Marquis of G― dried a pair of silk socks over the charcoal brazier in the kitchen; an historical fact which occurred about nine. years ago. The moon is glancing in through the open window from the spangled ripples of the bay, but I am too sleepy to be poetical, so, good night, dearest. I will make a long journal letter of this, for there will be plenty of time here. This morning, before breakfast, I stopped before one of the little shop-nooks in the main street, where a grim and bearded Pagan sat cross-legged, and began to bargain with him for a pair of bright yellow morocco-leather slippers. While the treaty was proceeding, a sleek and officious Jew came up, under pretence of interpreting, and insinuated that he had better and cheaper slippers at his shop. I thought, perhaps, he was no greater rogue than others and so I went with him and found a very smart establishment up stairs with a great variety of shawls and scarfs, and jillabiahs, and Moorish cushions, and daggers, and every sort of curiosity, the only thing which appeared to be deficient were yellow slippers. In the patio of the house there was a plasterer, or white-washer. While I was looking over the things he had slipped out, and when I came into the street, he fell upon me with strong entreaties to inspect his shop somewhere else, but I told him he was a whited sepulchre and went back to breakfast. Wandering about the town we came to the foot of the castle hill. At the top there was a gateless and dilapidated arch amenable to pacific entry, and within, a picturesque, irregular courtyard partially in ruins, with horse-shoe arches and slender arabesque columns. Sauntering in through the archway we had been passed by a handsome maiden, bearing a basket, whom we knew, by being unveiled, to be a Jewess. At a modest distance we followed the fair Susannah among the winding angles and corners of the ruin. She went in at a low, broad arch. Here we were received by a grizzly-bearded old man in a turban with a couple of large keys in his belt. Him we saluted with "essalâm aleykom" and a bow. "Waleykom essalám," he replied. "Ye, oh_caballeros, are apparently Spanish," he continued in slow, strangely accented Castillian, and are doubtless come to see the prison." "We are come to see the prison truly, but we are not Spanish, being shokr Alláh of the family of the Inkleez." Thanks be to God! VOL. XXXII. R R "Thrice welcome, sons of the Inkleez; I am the father of the prison," said he, making a salam; "and ye shall see my children." He then poured out some coffee from a pipkin which stood over a few charcoal embers. He made many excuses for only having one cup in his coffee service, and lit a long chibouque, from which we each smoked a few whiffs after we had taken a few sips of the coffee. "But who is that fair maiden whispering through the hole in the door? " "She is Rahab, the daughter of one Joshua, an old rogue who lately sold a donkey to one of the faithful for more dirhems than it was worth, even if it had not been bewitched; but bewitched it was, and died within a week; and the old dog will remain in my family till he refunds the price. His daughter often brings him food in her basket. He is by far too well off, the old thief, and if he were starved a little he would give up his dishonest gains much sooner; but the other day when I told her she must come no more, she cried so bitterly, saying the old man would die, that I could not find in my heart to refuse her, for the she-wolf of an unbelieving Jewess has fair eyes, and it pinches my heart to see her weep. Daughter of the accursed, stand aside, and let these gentlemen look through the door." A most foul, black, damp, and dismal place it was; the crowded prisoners squatting about here and there on the floor, which was like the pavement of a stable, or an old-fashioned farm, where ammonia is not economised. The ancient Joshua was standing near the door, his long white beard wagging as he chewed. While we were looking there was a noise at the outer gate, and a fresh offender was brought in. He was an old acquaintance, having only been let out of prison a week ago, and now he had been caught again, stealing a bunch of carrots in the market-place. He was very vociferous in his defence, but in the most brilliant crisis of his harangue, as soon as he had been shouldered opposite the prison-door, it opened with a crash of bolts and chains, they gave him a slap on the back, and in he leapt head foremost over the high stone threshold; the door crashed to again, and there was an end of him. There was something irresistibly ludicrous in the extremely sudden disposal of this turbulent purloiner of vegetables, of which a description, necessarily telling a number of simultaneous occurrences one after another, can give but little idea. We presented the prisoners with a small contribution for bread, which they clamorously demanded, and gave the father of the prison a large cigar. Going out of the castle we sat down on a stone-bench along the wall, beneath the shade of a tower. Here a small crowd of infidels gathered to see us light our pipes with a burning glass, after which they wished to have their fingers burned, and we fell into a religious discussion, which we carried on first by passages from the Koran, of which having exhausted our stock ineffectually, we finished off the argument with our broomsticks; these we applied to their shins; for they could not keep their tempers when we quoted Mahomet to prove that both Christians and Jews might be saved, if they believed in God and the last day, and did virtuously. As we descended through the town, we were seized upon by Israelites and carried to many shops, where they took us in, but we would not buy anything, for I saw nothing so good as the smart warehouse up-stairs, Pieces of silver money. which I had seen before breakfast. Thither we went and instituted a general rummage. Jillabiahs, haiks, boornooses, fezcaps, cushions, &c. H told me that a haik was considered a most desirable thing by young ladies, as a dress to go away from evening parties in. I always wondered for my part, why fair creatures were so particular about what they went home in in their dark carriages; but perhaps it is for the sake of the last impression they leave on the carpeted door-step, to haunt the dreams of some shivering adorer, who stands in the night air till John has slumped the tight door into the panel-the sleepy horses plunge heavily away, and Lady Something Else's carriage stops the way. While I was wavering whether to lay out on one of these Moorish veils, which are of a curious white woollen texture, striped or shot, or something of that sort, with silk, the cunning old Jew sent for his daughter. She came up very slovenly attired, but they hung the haik upon her, and she looked so pretty in it that I purchased one without more ado. It, indeed, effected in her a great metamorphosis, covering up all the slovenly attire in soft white drapery, and showing only a most fascinating pair of Jewess's eyes (worth more than Jews' eyes), some stray tresses of deepest jet, &c.; for this recital will not interest you much, nor did it me, indeed, but H- was much struck. She could not persuade him, however, to buy one, though she vividly depicted the disappointment of his novia (sweetheart) at not getting one when mine did, and he was forced to confess, with a sigh, that he had no novia, on which she pitied him, but said he must take heart, for he was sure to find one soon, and ought to have a haik ready for her. I have little doubt he envied me, poor fellow, the pleasure of preparing masquerading disguises for the queen of that unhandsomely limited harem, which European prejudices admit; and of imagining how a certain vain little queen, who shall be anonymous, will some day admire herself in her looking-glass, arrayed like a real Tangerine Sultana in haiks and boornooses, and slippers of scarlet morocco-leather embroidered with gold. I am an ungracious wretch, very! Afterwards we looked in at the place where they smoke keef; a dirty, sloppy patio, little better than the prison. The smokers were squatting about inhaling the fumes of very small pipes, and rolling up their eyes as if it was very delightful. In the corner a man sat whittling pipestems in curious arabesque patterns. The demand apparently exceeded the supply, for he had only one on hand, which was also in hand, and on my offering to buy it, he said he must finish it; I said I had rather not wait, for I could finish the other end, copying the pattern of the one already done. We bought keef, which appears to be a small leaf, growing along a certain kind of hemp stalk, and retired to our housetop to make the experiment. Our imaginations were filled with a forecast of the brilliant dreams about to draw their magic-lantern shadows across the white sheet of the lulled mind. I knew well enough whither away my spirit would flee to be at rest, and my heart beat loudly as I lit the little pipeful of what seemed very like sawdust. But though I drew breath after breath, down to the very bottom of my lungs, and vigorously prepared to be much affected, I could not perceive that it produced any effect whatever, nor could H. He disliked the peculiar flavour of the herb, which I found rather agreeable than otherwise. After smoking three or four pipes the experiment was given up as a failure. In the meantime a (no doubt) lovely creature, entirely enveloped in her haik, was walking about on the adjoining roof. She seemed inclined to pay us, at least, the compliment of curiosity, and stared us so much out of countenance through her eye-holes, that we were forced to go to the other side of the roof. Here we saw a cat take a run and a flying leap over the narrow street, and we could not help observing, that the gay Lotharios of the East no doubt watch circumspectly how the cat jumps. The houses, which are very inaccessible every way but from the top, stand so close together, that a good leaper might easily travel from one end of the town to the other on their tops. They are all detached from one another, at a distance which is no doubt deemed safe by lethargic old Orientals, bundled in long robes, against all eavesdroppers. Besides, lepers are turned out of Eastern cities. Summoned down stairs by the Jews coming with what we had bought in the morning, they nearly cleared us out of all our little means, for in Gibraltar we could not raise any money, because H—— had left all his Coutts's circular notes packed up in his portmanteau at Seville; and as there appears to be no vessel going back to Europe, it is more than probable, that our excellent landladies, the Misses Duncan, will have to distrain upon our bodies, and sell us to the Algerines to indemnify themselves for our sustenance. While I sat carving the pipe-stem our early dinner was ready, after which we wandered forth with Hamed. The corn-merchant of the felucca met us, shook hands with great cordiality, and insisted on taking us to a coffee-house to be treated. Up a narrow flight of dark stairs into a narrow patio covered with matting. Here were assembled a group of chattering Moors all standing, for there was no place in the floor clean enough to sit down upon. Coming down from the cafe, we were met by another of our fellowpassengers, the young Moor who had drawn the mosque-towers and fort in H's book. He also shook hands most affectionately, and carried us over the way to his shop, for it turned out he was a barber, and not a son of the old corn-merchant. His shop was surrounded by a sort of divan, covered with matting, on which we sat cross-legged and smoked and drank more coffee, and talked as well as we could in Alcoranic Arabic, which is very different from Berber. A lame man came in and sat down. He addressed us in broken English. He was from Mogador, and had been in London with Batty's Company's as a Bedouin. He had been in other parts of "London," viz., " Littlepol and My Sister (Liverpool and Manchester), had married wife in England" ("not lowsy woman "), he had had an accident which caused his leg to be very "sick" ever since-had come back here to go home to Mogador, but had here set up as a gunsmith-he had a gun which he could sell us (" not lowsy gun") at a moderate price. The dark had crept upon us unperceived. A pious faquir came by, and stopping on the threshold, swang about a censer scattering incense, and vociferating prayers. This itinerant mass-performer was rewarded with a copper coin and departed. Then came a man with a young cock. The barber jumped up and cut off its head with a razor in a most expeditious manner, and the fowl-bearer departed. I asked if people did not kill their own chickens in this country, and was informed that many persons had an objection to shedding blood, and were in the habit of sending to him. Doubtless he must have shed a considerable |