left leg, and after much torture and unskilful treatment by persons licensed to cut and maim the King's subjects, I underwent the painful operation of amputation. In this unfortunate state for inany years I carriod a wooden leg, until about a twelvemonth ago, when I became afflicted with a weakness and loss of sight, and was persuaded to make a trial of your inestimable Medicines. At first I took the pills in sinall doses of twenty-four every two hours, and in about a week I was enabled, without the use of glasses, to read the smallest print, But this was not all—a strange sensation came over my poor maimed limb, and awakened a fresh hope in my mind. I said nothing to my friends, but continued to take the pills, and wonderful to relate, I am now in the possession of another leg, which has grown in a most curious manner from the dilapidated stump. Words cannot express my gratitude to you, and I can only say that you may publish this case to the world, and if any one doubts it, especially the faculty, let them visit me and convince themselves that I possess two sound legs, of which I am willing to give them a proof that shall make them feel the folly of such scepticism; and also show the wooden peg upon which I paraded the town for eight years, and which I intend to preserve to my dying day." * * When pastimes, innocently gay, Each jovial household-hearth could shew; The good OLD ENGLISH Country Dance! On which disgust and sameness wait! French Wine has banished generous Ale! Each good old custom, one by one, Steals from our hearth and board away; To bear down all, with fatal sway. Ye wand'ring Minstrels of the night! STANZAS. Rest thee, fond Lyre! no more thy tuneful strain The hand that lightly swept those cords along, ON THE ANCIENT ENGLISH MINSTRELS "These ancient venerable song inditers, Soar'd many a pitch above our modern writers; The minstrels were an order of men in the middle ages who united the arts of poetry and music, snd sung verse. to the harp of their own composing. The learned Dr Percy conceives they accompanied their songs with mimicry and action, and in those rude times supplied a diversion which rendered them extremely popular and acceptable. No scene of festivity was considered complete that wanted the enlivening aid of their talents: and so long as the spirit of chivalry subsisted they were caressed and protected, as their songs tended to honour the ruling passions of the times, and foment and animate a martial spirit. The minstrels were the successors of the ancient Bards, whose names were revered from the earliest ages among the people of Gaul, Britain, Ireland, and the north, and, indeed by the greater part of the first inhabitants of Europe, whether of Celtic, or Gothic race; but by none more than our own Teutonic ancestors, and particularly the Danish tribes, by whom they were distinguished by the name of Scaldsa word which signifies smoothers and polishers of lan guage." Their art was attributed to Odin, or Wodin, the father of their Gods; the professors were ever held in the highest estimation, their skill considered divine, their persons deemed sacred, and their attendance solicited by kings and nobles, and they were every where loaded with honours and rewards. LITERATURE. It The POETIC NEGLIGEE. Simpkin and Marshall. This is a most elegantly-printed little Volume, and got up in the first style of the Annuals, with gilt edges and silk binding, &c.; but here the likeness ceases. reminds us of a well-dressed dandy-a very charming creature to look at, as far as outside appearance goes—but whose "inner man" is hollowness and vanity! Some of the rose-tinted pages bear all the glow and warm colouring of that flower of love, without exhaling any of its sweetness! The Charade which we give our readers is the chastest thing we can select from the Volume. CHARADE. My first since the crim-con. of Eve has been reckoned The curse-entailed birthright, alas! of my second; Unite them, and oh! in that sweet word is given The glory of earth--the chef-d'œuvre of heaven! "Tis certainly the first time we ever heard our original Parent accused of the sin of unfaithfulness. Perhaps the author can inform us who was the Seducer? though we think this a question that will puzzle even Mr. Armstrong. READER-Turn'd Critic too? on what found ye such claim? COUNCIL OF TEN.-Above a bribe-not dazzled by a name, "JUSTICE TO ALL," our motto and our aim! LA REVUE MUSICALE. 1. The Evening Primrose. A Ballad. Written and composed by F. E. Lacy. Leoni Lee, 17, Old Bond Street. 2. The Lost Cavalier. Romance. Words by J. Duff, Music by Chas. Hodgson. Duff, 65, Oxford Street. 3. Lilian May. Ballad. Words and Melody by W. Ball. Symphony and Accompaniments by J. Moscheles, J. Duff, Oxford Street. 4 Weippert's Echo of the Band Quadrilles. Second Edition, with the Alpine Finale. Z. T. Purday, Holborn. 5. Oh! rest my Duenna. Ballad. Written and composed by T. H. Bayly, Esq. 6. Oh! remember those sweet hours. Ditto ditto. 7. My own Child, my dear Child. Ditto ditto. 8. Come, sing the Song of happier Days. Ballad. By Thos. Valentine. Purday, Holborn. 9. My Own. Ballad. Written by C. Swain, Esq., composed by Edwin I. Nielson. Purday, Holborn. 10. The Woodland Cot. Words by Mrs. Butterworth. Music by Alexander Lee. Purday, Holborn. 1. An exceedingly pretty Ballad in four flats. Well calculated for the use of Schools, the words being free from all that is so objectionable in one half of the Ballads of the day. 2. There is nothing very original either in the words or music of this Romance, but there are few if any errors in the arrangement for the critic to gayil at. 3. Lilian May has already become popular, and we heartily coincide in the good opinion all our contemporaries have expressed of this sweet and touching Ballad. 4. This is a second edition, with additions, and a very handsome lithographic title plate of the Quadrilles we have before noticed: Since the never-to-be-forgotten times when the "Lancers" were the idols of the festive scene, no set of Quadrilles has pleased us like the Echo of the Bands; and we are on the tip-toe for our next ball-and a good partner. 5, 6, & 7. By the same author and composer, T. H. Bayly, and we think we recognise having seen them before in a Volume of Melodies. No. 5 is a pretty playful Ballad, in the Spanish style. No. 6 is a graceful and flowing air, harmonizing well with the words. No. 7 is in a more plaintive key, and exceedingly pleasing. The 9. A tender and sweet melody, with a flowing accompaniment. We have heard nothing prettier for some time. 10. A light pleasing composition, as all Mr. A. Lee's are. CUPID'S APPRENTICESHIP.* WRITTEN BY G. F. RICHARDSON, ESQ. When Young Love from a Boy, To his Mother's great joy, Had grown up to years of Discretion; One day Madam Venus Said, 46 Cupid between us You must now, select some Profession!" Cupid grumbled at this Took it vastly amiss, And shew'd symptoms of being unwilling. Venus cried in a huff, "You shall, that's enough, Or I'll leave you, sad Rogue, not a shilling Love did what he could, But 'twas all to no good He was forced his resentment to bridle; "Tis so wrong for young Men to be idle! To a SURGEON first sent, He shew'd great discontent, And so worried Mamma, and so shocked herBy scrawling the labels With love songs and fables, That she feared he'd ne'er do for a Doctor! Tho' I really have heard The fact strictly aver'd, From his Patients of every description, That when LovE sent them physic, For Heart-ache or phthisic, They one and all took the prescription. As a LAWYER the next, He grew peevish and vext, Till wearied with Law and its fetters, The goose-quill he'd use, But to pen billet doux, And he tore up the parchment for letters! As a SOLDIER he went, On hard fighting intent, Equipt with his bow and his arrow; But they found that his darts Only pierced Ladies' hearts, And would kill-no! not even a Sparrow ! He next took to PREACHING, 'Twas a folly to carry such farce onFor his hymns and his prayers Were love-ditties and airs, And he failed most of all as a PansoN. So dismissed as a Scamp, From Desk-Pulpit- and Camp, Such a Truant as He, To be cherished like Him by THE LADIES ? *See our Musical Review in No. 7. selves honoured, and above their fellows, had they "tripWould any of the gay gentry of these parts deem themped the light fantastic toe" with Royalty?-There is at this very moment, while I write, a female casting coals into my cellar (the wife of a naval officer deceased), who once danced with King George the Fourth.-Sunderland Herald. ODDS AND ENDS. "A thing of shreds and patches."—Shakespeare. THE LAMPLIGHTER Insect, OR COCOOY QUEEN BEETLE. -This astonishing insect is about one inch and a quarter in length; and, what is wonderful to relate, she carries by her side, just about her waist, two brilliant lamps, which she lights up at pleasure, with the solar phosphorus furnished to her by nature. These little lamps do not flash and glimmer like that of the fire-fly, but give as steady a light as the gas light, exhibiting two perfect spheres, as large as a minute pearl, which afford light enough in the darkest night to enable one to read print by them! On carrying her into a dark closet in the day time, she immediately illuminates her lamps, and instantly extinguishes them on coming again into the light. But language cannot express the beauty and sublimity of these lucid orbs in miniature, with which nature has furnished the queen of the insect kingdom. THE PROPOSAL.-Miss Ma young heiress of considerable personal attractions, chanced to be seated at a dinner party next to a gentleman remarkable in the fashionable circles for the brilliancy of his wit, and who had long made one in the train of her admirers. The conversation turning on the uncertainty of life, I mean to insure mine." said the young lady archly, "in the Hope." "In the hope of what?" said her admirer, "a single life is hardly worth insuring; I propose we should insure our lives together, and, if you have no objection, I should prefer the Alliance." ANECDOTE OF THE FAMOUS DUKE OF Churchill retired; and as it has been observed, he pur sued that glory that makes heroes, and others miserable. He retained even in the tumults of arms, the sensibility which characterized his first attachment: he still feared that Maria had an ascendency in his breast, when he received a letter to inform him, that her parents were provided for, and that his friendship had enabled her to embrace an opportunity of an eternal retreat; " •for that the mistress of Marlborough, could not in future belong to any other than him who gave her existence."-" Heaven," added Maria, "does not prohibit the most lively friendship; continue to confide in me, to consider me as the most faithful of your friends." The General shed tears of tenderness, and for many years corresponded with this amiable character. To many of his most intimate friends the Duke has acknowledged, that his frequent successes in the field, his celebrity and honors never affected him so much as his love for Maria. Such are the pleasures of pride and ambition when compared to those of the heart. Just published, for January, 1833, price 2s. WELL BARON WILSON. The above Work will contain Prose Sketches. Light Essays, and Poetry, entirely original, furnished by the pens of the most favourite Female Writers of the day. Original Music, written expressly for the Work by the first Composers. Occasional Poetical Dramatic Portraits from the pen of the Editor. LA NINON is splendidly printed on enamelled paper in gold letters, and enveloped in an elegant Wrapper; and will be found as recherché and amusing in the contents, as it will be varied and unique in its appearance; and cannot fail to become an Ornament of the Drawing-room of Fashion and the Boudoir of Taste. Published Monthly by R. ACKERMANN, 96, Strand; and may be had of all Booksellers. NOTICE TO CORRESPONDENTS. In future "THE COUNCIL OF TEN" request all Letters, Books, and Songs, for Revieu, may be addressed (post-paid) to the Editress, care of Mr. Marshall, 164, Fleet street. Music intended for early notice shou'd be sent on the Monday in each week, in order to appear in that Week's Number, Well authenticated, though but known to few. Many are ignorant that the famous Duke of Marlborough who gave so much disturbance to Louis XIV., was once an ensign in the French Guards. A romantic passion for a girl who gained her livelihood by making lace, had, perhaps, fixed him in France, if the Duke of Monmouth, natural son to Charles II., had not taken a fancy to young Churchill, and gave him a commission in his own regiment. This Prince was surprised, however, at the indifference and apparent sorrow that accompanied this promotion. Churchill, penetrated with this mark of the Duke's friendshipconfessed that he loved an adorable object, whose personal and mental accomplishmenis had made an inde libte impression on his heart. This language coming from a young man was nothing extraordinary, especially when he learnt the name and humble situation of this terrestrial divinity. The young soldier endeavoured to justify his passion, by making the Duke an occular witness to her charms, and to her virtues. Maria, who, by her great in dustry, became the principal support of an unhappy family was by mere accident known to our hero, whose kind offices had been highly serviceable, and this acquaintance soon ripened into esteem and sensibility. This passion, however cemented, gave place to military glory, and Churchill was about to leave the town without seeing his mistress, but at the same time, by the permission of the Prince, he settled on his beloved Maria a certain annual How can T. LAWRENCE's Tales be original, when he income, to keep her and her family from absolute poverty.sends them to us cut from another Work? One is also The Duke of Monmouth struck with this noble procedure, imperfect, having no beginning. doubled the pittance, and expressed a desire of seeing the object that was so dear to him. Churchill overjoyed at this gracious acquiescence of the Prince, conducted him to Maria's house; her reception of her noble visiter, inspired the Duke with the most lively interest in her concerns, and he declared to Churchill that he had seen" un anye de beauté, de modestie de grace." Upon taking his final leave, Churchill embraced Maria, adding, "that the love of glory was her only rival, and that their untoward circumstances were such, that they ought to yield."-" Sir," replied Maria, "I have received your letter; the contents have cut me to the soul, but my gratitude, my esteem, press you to make the sacrifice. My sentiments for you are not such as would degrade you. Your military career commands you to forget me; but what have I said ?—And must we separate for ever! Oh God-what a reflection! My love, Sir, rises superior to my vanity; I yield to necessity, and my future conduct shall evince that the ardour of my affection will never cease, while I have life and recollection." The BRIDE OF LOCHNABAR is too long for our pages, for the present at least. ELLEN'S GRAVE by and bye, though we don't want serious poetry. The second "Misplaced Affection" we have received is their "affection" on our pages, as we are sorry it cannot be worse than the first. We wish such poets would not place returned-to "A MAD ONE." DELTA is very unlike his namesake of Blackwood's oblivion. Magazine. We must decline to "Rescue his Bride" from SCREW-TATER must have had a screw loose when he mounted his Pegasus. Our pages are not open to such nonsense. G. BERGER, Holywell-street, Strand, and Westley and Printed by J. R. Marshall, 164, Fleet-street. FASHIONS OF THE WEEK. DRESS CAPS AND BERETS.-The first are in very great request for evening parties, not only with staid Blond lace matrons, but even with very juvenile ones. is the material generally employed, but we see several made of tulle worked in blond lace patterns. The trimmings of caps have suffered the same modification as the brims of bonnets; they are narrower, much lighter, and in our opinion in better taste. Some of those in favour for matrons of a certain age have a low caul of a long oval shape. The trimming of the front is arranged something in the form of a cockle-shell on each side, very low upon the left, higher, but moderately so, upon the right. A part of the lace which goes from the left to the right falls negligently upon the forehead, and s traversed by a band of ribbon issuing from a knot placed against the trimming; the band is attached upon the caul by a full knot of ribbon, the ends of which fl back. A very light bouquet of flowers, larkspurs, vio or rosebuds, is attached by a small knot of ribbon to the | I can assure you, that the illusion is so perfect one entrimming on the right side. tirely forgets the locality is Leicester-square. In the first An extremely elegant and graceful head-dress for place the spectator is supposed to be standing in the outer younger belles, is a revived fashion which appeared about court of Stirling castle, which requires the smallest posthree years ago under the name of bonnet à la Fan-sible stretch of imagination for the most matter-of-fact chon. It is composed of blond lace, arranged in front in looker-on to believe. The hills in the extreme distances the style of a cap trimming. The lace is disposed some- are exquisitely painted; they appear to be seen through thing in the shape of a cockle-shell in the centre of the that sort of drizly mist which is peculiar to Scotland. forehead, forms a narrow trimming on each side, and The figures-of which I should think there are at least ends in short ears, which hang loose. These caps are sixty--are most cleverly done. Some of them seem to be frequently worn without any ornament; if there is one, actually walking about. And as for the Castle, that is it must be a very light sprig of flowers. As there is no caul, the hind hair is dressed in full bows, and generally Enter Mrs. BLOOMER, bearing an Album. adorned with a brilliant comb. Berets are either of velvet or satin, with low crowns, and excessively large front: they are always trimmed with ostrich feathers. Satin ones should be white or rose colour. Dahlia, cherry, orange, and black are the favourite colours for velvet berets. DESCRIPTION OF THE ENGRAVING. Miss BLUEMANTLE. What could have made you so late, Bloomer? Mrs. BLOOMER. I have met with an accident, but which, I am happy to say, has brought on me no worse consequences than my late attendance here. The fact is, I filled the carriage with the Annuals and Christmas presents for this year, that we might have had a "committee of the whole house" upon them, but unfortunately the coach had not proceeded a hundred yards before it broke down with the weight, and I have only been enabled to save my Album from the wreck. What a beautiful countenance, and how much like the Miss BLUEMANTLE (while looking into the Album.) original, as painted "by the wizard of the north." BALL DRESS.-It is composed of canary-coloured crape over gros de Naples, to correspond; the body is draped in full folds round the upper part of the bust; it is cut very low, particularly upon the shoulders. Short and very wide sleeve, the fulness arranged in the beuffant it is very beautiful. I cut it from the third Number of Mrs. BLOOMER. Do you mean Jeanie Deans? Yes, style. A bouquet composed of violets and primroses is placed in the centre of the drapery in front of the bust.Novels." But pray, Miss Harmonica, what news in the "Portraits of the Female characters in the Waverly A similar bouquet is employed to loop the fulness of each Musical World. sleeve in the centre of the arm. The waist ribbon is of gauze, and a deeper colour than the dress; it forms very full bows in front; the ends are brought down obliquely in the style of an apron to the hem, where they terminate in bows adorned with bouquets. Head dress of hair arranged in front in full tufts of curls, and in round high bows behind. A bouquet corresponding with those on the dress is placed perpendicularly on one side. Miss BLUEMANTLE (Looking at her watch.) Really we must put a stop to this "absentee system"--our council is as deserted as an Irish estate. It is now nearly nine o'clock, and only three of us are arrived to compose a Council of Ten. Mrs. MODISH. You forget my dog, my lady President. Miss BLUEMANTLE. Ha! Ha! True, and I have no doubt he makes as efficient a member of our body as many of the whiskered bazaar-lounging bipeds of the same species would. Miss HARMONICA. Very little, except Mrs. Centlivre's and produced at Drury Lane. Only conceive that octo"Bold stroke for a Wife," set to music by John Barnett, genarian, Braham, playing Col. Feignwell, and acting the mimic and the singer in the same breath! The Athenaum, drolly enough remarks, that the performance was like one of Mathews's entertainments, without the fun. It really is a great pity that a man of Braham's wonderful vocal talents should make himself so silly. He is certainly old enough to know better. Mrs. BLOOMER. But what of the music? Miss HARMONICA. Why, it is so very good as to make it a matter of regret that it should have been so misplaced. A trio, sung by Braham, Miss Betts, and Mrs. Jones, deserves the highest praise, especially the accompaniments. Mrs. MODISH. Beautiful! Miss HARMONICA. Yes, it was encored. Mrs. MODISH. And so like, too! Miss HARMONICA. Like what? Mrs. MODISH. Sir W. Scott, to be sure. O, I beg pardon. My attention was so absorbed by these beautiful embossed heads in Bloomer's Album that I was rude enough to interrupt your criticism; but, pray proceed. Miss HARMONICA. I have finished. Mrs. MODISH. My dear, Bloomer, where did you get them? Mrs. MODISH. You are quite right. I saw a specimen of the animal you describe in high perfection the other Mrs. BLOOMER. You mean those half dozen cameos, day at Burford's Panorama of Stirling. The thing at- I suppose. Why, they are presented to the purchasers of tempted criticism. He thought the dress of the Highland of that handsomely gilt volume, which lays on the side society (whose annual festival is represented in the pic-board-" The Story Teller, or Journal of Fiction"-I ture) "to be excessively ungentlemanly." "The thing might be very well done, but the country seemed horribly uncultivated." "Could not imagine how a man, who had written such pretty novels as Sir Walter Scott could have had the bad taste to choose for their locality a couutry so excessively canibalistic." It evidently imagined the last word to be very funny, as it uttered a noise, no doubt meant for a laugh. Miss HARMONICA. Well Modish, pray what is your opinion of the Panorama. Mrs. MODISH. Oh! it really is delightful to find one's self in the midst of the most romantic scenery in the world, without the inconvenience of travelling; and think I never saw a work got up as my bookseller sayswith better taste ever since I left off sewing to become a blue. There is a unity of purpose in this weekly publication perfectly unrivalled; and here, by the way, I beg to repeat the remark that you have heard me make before concerning the present race of weekly publications. A great objection lays against most of them, particularly those whose aim is instruction, on account of diffuseness. They treat of too many subjects at once-one number will often contain, in the same page, a bit of mechanics, then an anecdote, a half a column of natural history, and then possibly a joke from Joe Miiler, so that the mechanics are driven from the mind of the reader by the ance |