learned graduate, or most learned fellow, if haply you have had patience to follow this our narrative so farsmile not in derision at these fantastical degrees of Burschenschaft; but recollect you were once a freshman yourself, from that rank you emerged to be a sophister, and then you became a senior. Now, if these phrases were translated into German, they might happen to be just as ludicrous, or, perhaps, more so to them, than our translation of their degrees is to you.

The business of each chore is usually conducted by a sort of select committee, which is called the chore consent, and by this body all disputed matters are arranged. They it is who publish the "verruf" or ban against any shopkeepers who are proscribed, and who legislate in all cases of disputed duels. In addition to this court of honour, there is also what is called a beer-court, the duty of which is to arrange differences which arise in regard of drinking etiquette. This court is composed of two members chosen out of each chore, and their province is no sinecure; for there is no dispute among the Bursch of more frequent occurrence than that called the beer-duel, and which we hope we may hereafter have some opportunity of presenting to the notice of our readers.

When the student has at last taken his degree, and the time of his departure draws near, he requires a hard head to be able go through with credit all the festivals which await him. Frequent and full are the bumpers which are drained to the Bursch ere he departs into Philisterium, unless, indeed, he should happen to be "a gentleman in difficulties," and then the more quiet his intended departure is kept the better, as if any creditor is able to prove that he has a satisfactory lien, his diploma is kept in pawn until all the debts are discharged.

But should he fortunately happen to be a "free man," and at the same time popular in the university, his exit is attended with considerable pomp, and not the least splendid of the many spectacles which we witnessed during our residence in Heidelberg, was the procession which accompanied the young Count Von Lindenfels, as he took his final leave of the university, upon his departure to Vienna.

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"The Schwarter Adler" was rendezvous; and as we assembled,

there never was a more splendid morning than that which shone on the de. parting count. We had known him long and well, and a finer or more open-hearted young fellow, or one more likely to succeed in the road he was about to enter, we never knew.

If the glorious sunshine which sparkled over wood and river, and lit up the road to Carlsrhue, was to be taken as a prophetic token, his path through the future which lay before him was as brilliant as heart could wish.

It is usual for all the companions of the chore to which the departing Bursch belongs, to accompany him some miles on his journey; and it was arranged that we were to go with the count as far as Carlshrue, where, having supped together for the last time, we were to leave him, and return at night. On the present occasion, however, as an additional mark of the respect and esteem in which he was held in the university, the seniors of every chore, as its representative, were to accompany the procession.

The spectacle was an interesting one, attesting, as it did, the deep and sincere affection which bound these young men together, and estabblishing, beyond the possibility of a doubt, that, with all its errors, there is much of good in a system where the simple and manly virtues of one who had no other claims upon the affection of his friends than a few years' residence among them was able to produce such a mark of their regard.

The senior of the Suabian chore led the way, in a carriage drawn by four grey horses, and preceded by two foxes, arrayed in full dress-top boots, white breeches, and wearing the "sturm hut," or cocked hat, with a nodding plume of white feathers. The foxes carried their drawn schlagers; and the senior, with his red and gold cap, his long pipe, adorned with silken tassels of a similar colour, and his glittering schlager, the basket hilt of which was decked with ribbands of the same hue, looked a very imposing personage indeed.

Next him came the representative of the Prussian chore, Von Stralenhein, the son of the minister at Frankfort. His carriage was drawn by two horses, with two foxes in front and two behind, fluttering with silken sashes of the gay

Prussian colours. Very grand, indeed looked our friend, in his white unmentionables, long black boots, and cocked hat, with a broad chore sash traversing his chest, and his drawn schlager on his knee, as in passing he gaily waved his hand to us.

Following him came the "Nassau;" and had he been in Ireland instead of in Germany, he would certainly have been indicted as an "Orangeman," for he came clearly within the provisions of that famous act, passed to suppress the adherents of William the Third, so well known by the name of the 2nd and 3rd of William the Fourth. A blue and Orange banner fluttered at his side from the carriage. Gorgeous rosettes of the same colour, with long ribbands, streamed from the horses' heads; and two schlagers, also decorated with silken favours of a similar hue, lay crossed before him in the carriage. Upon every part of his equipage which afforded a resting-place for his favourite colours, were they to be seen in profusion; and as he whirled rapidly past us, we thought that his very moustachios seemed to have caught a shade of the colour in which he so much delighted. The beautiful colours of the Swiss-green, red, and gold, next followed. The senior was a handsome, graceful young man, and bore him as became the representative of his romantic nation.

"The old pale blue banner" of Bavaria next came sweeping past, and the Westphalian cortege then succeeded. In the front carriage were the Count von Lindenfels and the senior of the chore; in the next, one or two companions of the chore and the Herr Irlander, whose moustache had by this time arrived at a formidable length, and who was attired in a slashed and frogged velvet coat, and a green and white chore cap: metamorphosed, we think, so that his own mother could scarcely have recognised her offspring; in his opinion, however, much improved in his personal appearance, but so elated by the splendour of the spectacle, the pomp by which he was surrounded, and the distinction with which he was treated, that we verily believe could his one solitary client, who lives somewhere in the purlieus of Thomas-street, have presented him at that moment with what at any other time would have almost gratified his most fervid dreams of professional ad

vancement-viz., "an order to tot," we think the pot-valiant Irlander would have flung it in his face.

As we cannot attempt to describe minutely that part of the procession which came behind us, we shall merely add, that most of the Westphalian chore, in carriages, followed ours, and then came the others in their order. The cortege was a most gorgeous one; the variety of the students' costumesthe splendour of their equipages-the blue steel of schlagers flashing in the sunshine, and the gay ribbands fluttering in the breeze, formed altogether a spectacle as imposing as it was splendid. Three or four musicians struck up a lively note upon key-bugles, and amid spirit-stirring cheers from the assembled multitude, we set out on our journey; the young graf standing up in his carriage, and waving his cap. As we went, several capital songs were sung, all having relation to the occasion which called us together. One of these, "das lied eines abziehenden Bursch," both in music and words was of extraordinary beauty; but it has already been so well translated in a former number of this magazine, that any attempt upon our part to present it to the notice of our readers now, would be as presumptuous as it would be superfluous. Another fine song was also chanted, which we did make an attempt upon, but found many of the expressions so difficult to express in an adequate translation, that after several abortive efforts we at last gave it up in despair. A third song, however, was sung, upon which we also tried our hand, and although we cannot flatter ourselves that we have accomplished a very perfect translation, yet such as it is, we thus present it to our readers:

DAS ABSCHIED's lied.

The level sun slow sinking,
Rolls down behind the hill,
But on the old oak forest
His rays are glancing still.

The city, as night closes,

Seems wrapt in slumber fair, Whilst sounds of sorrow rising, Float on the evening air.

From her lattice, many a maiden
Looks forth the throng to greet,
As, with the Bursch departing.
It sweeps down the long street.

The old man leaves his corner
To gaze as it goes by,
And many a tear is stealing
From many a dark blue eye.

"Full often in the brimmer
We've seen the red grape glow,
But never has it sparkled
So bright as does it now.

"At many a festal meeting

We've filled that goblet up, But it had not half the lustre Which gems our parting cup.

"Fill, as on our last journey We go, old friend, with thee, For by this hour to-morrow,

The kneipe shall silent be.

"A wreath, as we are passing, Yon fair young girl lets fall, Her maiden sorrow hiding

In the roses on the wall."

And the Bursch has placed the token
Next a heart to her all true,
As he turns him, sadly gazing,
To wave his last adieu.

"Though sun or rain may wither Those flowers that fairest be, No time can ever alter

My love, sweet girl, for thee."

Now soundeth faint and fainter

The song as eve grows dim; Still through the twilight fading, Her blue eye follows him.

The rose and wallflower round her
Their spring-time freshness pour,
But he she loves so fondly
Is gone for evermore!

It was late in the evening as our cortege, which was now composed of not more than a dozen of the carriages which set out, approached the gate of Carlsrhue; and having drawn up at

the door of the Golden Star, we were received by "der Wirth "himself, who had drawn up all the "kelners" of his establishment in double file upon the steps of his "gasthaus," in order to give our reception as much empressement as possible. The supper, which had been ordered for several weeks before, was exquisite; the wines were as cool as ice could make them; the sunniest places of the whole of Germany seemed to have been ransacked for our dessert, which was indeed magnificent; our company was unexceptionable; and with the aid of all these varied and agreeable incentives the evening passed delightfully. Merry and convivial as it was, if we had but had upon that occasion the presence of one who is there now-who is, possibly, luxuriating at this moment in that very room where we were assembled then, sipping perhaps his Rudesheimer, or revelling in brilliant fancies which flash from none more brightly than from him-our convivial felicity would have been perfect; but it is within the range of possibility, that upon some sunny evening we may have our feet under the same mahogany, and discuss a flask of Herr Ruckhardt's choicest Hupberger with Harry Lorrequer yet, and we shall reserve our ecstasies of what that evening would have been had he been present, until then. Suffice it to say, that as it was-regardless alike of law and propriety, with as perfect an oblivion of clients and of briefs as if we had never received a single guinea-we enjoyed ourselves to the top of our bent; and upon awakening the next morning, found that, with the exception of our companions in the carriage which brought us, the whole of our 66 company "had departed, "homeward bound."

THE magnificent endowment of Heriot's Hospital, Edinburgh, is one of the few works of the kind with which it is possible for us entirely to sympathize. Pure benevolence seems to have been the sole motive influencing the founder. There was no base superstition seeking to propitiate heaven by posthumous good works-there was no lurking revenge against the natural inheritors of property, endeavouring to hide itself from the eye of conscience, by assuming the disguise of public charity. Heriot was a man whose religion seems to have excluded superstition, it was the direct and honest expression of a mind at peace with itself and othersit was the religion of a man of vigorous understanding, and whose best mental power was singular good sense. The institution which he planned, and which was carried into effect in strict conformity with his wishes, was one for the support and education of the children of men of the rank to which he himself belonged the burgesses of Edinburgh.

It is fortunate that the great historian and poet of Scotland found other means of communicating with the public, than in the formal narratives which used to be called history and poetry, till he more than all others recalled the public mind to something more truthful than the solemn inanities of Watson and sons-the embalmers of Philip the Second, and poor Mary of Scots. Absolute oblivion seemed the lot of all. Everything peculiar feature-mind-age, was lost from view. The books were read by the young as a dreary task. The solemn and monotonous musicthe gradual "decline and fall" of every sentence had no unpleasing effect on the drowsy ears of elderly gentlemen and ladies, and there is something composing in the equal flow of style, which gives no prominence to one

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thought or act or sentiment. George Heriot was little likely to come even by accident into any of these India rubber books. The tomb had closed over him for more than two centuries. The history of the House of Stuart had been written over and over. name of Heriot, though it seemed natural that it should occur, was never introduced (indeed the private life of James himself or his family seem scarcely the subject of occasional mention), when the silence was broken by the voice of the magician, and Heriot stood forth in Scott's fairy-tales of truth, as in life. Who has forgotten him as he stands out in the fortunes of Nigel?

"The stranger's dress was, though grave, rather richer than usual, his paned hose were of black velvet, lined with purple silk, which garniture appeared at the slashes. His doublet was of purple cloth, and his short cloak of black velvet, to correspond with his hose; and both adorned with a great number of small silver buttons, richly wrought in filigree. A triple chain of gold hung round his neck; and in place of a sword or dagger, he wore at his belt an ordinary knife for the purpose of the table, with a small silver-case, which appeared to contain writing materials. He might have seemed some secretary or clerk, engaged in the service of the public, only that his low, flat, and unadorned cap, and his well blacked shining shoes, indicated that he belonged to the city. He was a wellmade man, about the middle size, and seemed firm in health, though advanced in years. His looks expressed sagacity and good humour; and the air of respectability which his dress announced was well supported by his clear eye, ruddy cheek, and grey hair. He used the Scottish idiom in his first address, but in such a manner that it could hardly be distinguished whether he was passing on his friend a sort of jocose mockery, or whether it was his own native dialect, for his discourse had

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By William

little provincialism.'-Fortunes of Nigel, Vol. i. p. 29.

Heriot's family were of respectable rank and position. They claimed descent from a family of the same name of some antiquity in East Lothian. Agnes Heriot, of the Lothian family, was mother to George Buchanan, the historian. The grandfather of our Heriot was the first of the family who settled in Edinburgh. His son and grandson were goldsmiths-then the most important trade that existed, for your goldsmith was the only banker. The dealing in money at that time was not, as in ours, a direct and exclusive branch of business. The state of the laws in most countries of Europe, and the feeling against the name of usury entertained by those who had no objection to inordinate profits in any admitted branch of business, rendered it impossible that it should be so, and Heriot, who in process of time became goldsmith and jeweller to James the Fifth of Scotland and his queen, was the person to whom, in all exigencies-and the exigencies were of every-day occurrence the royal pair resorted for

money.

The trade of goldsmith had, in Scotland, been classed with that of the "hammermen," ""* or common smiths. When the goldsmiths were first practically separated from the "hammermen" does not appear; but they obtained a separate charter of incorporation from the town council in 1581, and this charter was confirmed by James the Sixth, in 1586, the year in which Heriot commenced business.

In mercantile life especially, good fortune is another name for good conduct; and though Dr. Steven records a popular story of Heriot's purchasing in the ballast of a foreign vessel a quantity of gold dust at a nominal price, he wisely treats it as mere fiction. Absurd stories of the kind are for ever told, as if people took a pleasure in discrediting honest industry. Heriot married early, and during his father's life-the united fortune of himself and his wife, expressed in English money of our day, was 214 11s. 8d., and this was the capi

tal with which he commenced business for himself. His residence was in the Fishmarket-close, Edinburgh. His first shop or "buith" was attached to St. Giles's Cathedral, at the Lady's Steps, at the east corner of the Church. He afterwards moved to the West End of the Cathedral. The booths or shops were called kraams, a Dutch word, signifying a temporary shop at a fair. In 1597, he was declared jeweller to Anne of Denmark, consort of James the Sixth. Anne was a good customer. The gift of diamond-rings to her favourites was quite a passion with her. And when she wanted money, Heriot's was the hand to supply it, which he generally did on getting her to pledge her jewels as security. James was sometimes a party to these dealings of his dearest". queen and bedfellow," as he calls her in one order for payment to Heriot.

In 1601, Heriot was appointed jeweller to the king. As goldsmith and cashier to both their majesties, Heriot had a great deal to do, and an apartment was assigned him at the palace of Holyrood. In the ten years immediately preceding James's accession to the throne of England, Heriot's bills for the queen's jewels alone amounted to £50,000.

James's accession to the crown of England was a great day for Heriot. His bills for jewellery to the court and to the principal nobles have been preserved, and are quoted in this memoir in greater detail than is necessary. Heriot himself removed to London, and we find him "dwelland foreneant the New Exchange."

About this time his first wife died; and there is reason to believe that two sons, the only children of the marriage, perished at sea. In five years after he married Alice Primrose, a daughter of the Primrose from whom the Roseberry family were descended. Several years of continued prosperity followed. There was no issue of Heriot's marriage, and George bethought himself of what was to become of his increasing wealth. He made what he regarded as a proper provision for the child of his only sister, and then, "in imitation of the publick, pious, and religious work, founded within the city