; stranger was a gentleman; he came not there for disturbance he moved not; smiled not; but preserved the utmost decorum, until the service was concluded, when he shouldered his black, and to the same slow step, bore it off, and replaced it where he had found it. A VERY SINGULAR CHARACTER. In the year 1776, died at Catshoge, in Leicestershire, the Rev. Mr. Hagamore, possessed of the following effects, viz. £700. per anumn, and £10,000 in money, which (he dying intestate) fell to a ticket-porter in London. He kept one servant of each sex, whom he regularly locked up every night. His last employment of an evening, was to go round his premises, let loose his dogs, and fire his gun. He lost his life as follows:-Going one morning to let out his servants, his dogs fawned upon him and suddenly threw him into a pond, where he was found breast high; the servants heard his cries for assistance, but being locked up could of course afford him none. He had 30 gowns and cassocks, 100 pair of breeches, 100 pair of boots, 400 pair of shoes, and 80 wigs-yet he always wore his own hair! 58 dogs, 80 waggons and carts, and SO ploughs-but used none; 50 saddles and furniture, 30 wheelbarrows, 60 horses and mares, 200 pickaxes, 200 spades, 74 ladders, 249 razors, and as many walking-sticks as a toyman in Leicester-square offered £8. for! 66 EQUALITY. In the early part of the French revolution, a person wishing to leave Paris, to the interrogatories put to him at the barriers of that capital respecting his name, replied that he was Monsieur le Marquis de Saint Cyr-"Oh, oh," said the we have no Monsieurs now.' officer, Put me down as Marquis de Saint Cyr, then," said he.-" All titles of nobility are abolished," answered the man.— Call me De Saint Cyr, only." "Saint Cyr, only." "No person is allowed to have a De before his name in these days of equality."-" Write Saint Cyr, then.' "That won't do either," said the gruff_Secretary, "all the saints are struck out of the calendar." "Let my name be Cyr, then," said Marquis. "Sire, (Cyr is thus pronounced,) that is worse than all: Sires, thank God, are done away with." Thus was the poor Marquis kept at the barrier on account of his being nameless. EMANUEL SWEDENBURG.-A curious circumstance relative to this once celebrated character, and which excites unbounded interest amongst his numerous followers, has come to light within these few weeks past. It appears that he departed this life about 50 years ago, and was buried in the vault of a small church or chapel in the neighbourhood of Ratcliffe-highway. Some time after his interment, one of his disciples came over to England, and-whether prompted by supernatural inspiration or by his own blind superstition, does not appear-contrived, by means of bribing the sexton or grave-digger, to gain admitance to the cemetry where his body was deposited. Here, in the silent hour of midnight (having previously supplied himself with the necessary implements) he broke open the coffin, and severed the head from the trunk of the departed saint, with the former of which he safely decamped to his own country. This relic he preserved with the greatest care and veneration till the day of his death, when it was discovered by his surviving relatives; and from some written documents left behind the fanatic, the whole circumstances connected with this extraordinary affair were developed. His friends, alarmed at the consequences that might follow such an unhallowed violation of the tomb, and being desirous of atoning in some measure for the sins of him who had been guilty of so great a crime, caused the head to be forth-with transmitted to this country, with a request that the coffin might be re-opened for the purpose of ascertaining if it was the indentical head of the saint, and if so, that it might be restored to its original situation. In compliance with this request, the coffin was opened, and the above story proved to be perfectly correct, the trunk only of a skeleton presenting itself to the astonished eyes of those around. The head has accordingly been re-interred with due solemnity in the presence of the elders of the church. HYPOCHONDRIA. Of all diseases, chronic or acute, there is none to be compared to this. Every man will of course insist that his own peculiar malady is the most heinous, and he the most exemplary sufferer. I have heard maintained as worse-the headache, tooth-ache, fever, dislocation, rheumatism, asthma-I have had them all, and deny the assertions. Taken with its huge train of evils, which besiege and vanquish the body and mind at once, there is nothing (that I know of) which at all approaches the terrible " Passio Hypochondriaca." It is the curse of the poet The -of the wit;—it is the great tax upon intellect—the bar to prosperity and renown. Other ills come and pass away; they have their paroxysms, their minutes or hours of tyranny, and vanish as shadows of empty dreams. But this is with you for ever. phantom of fear is always about you. You feel it in the day at every turn; and at night you see it illuminated and made terrible, in a million fantastic shapes. Like the hag of the Merchant Abudah, it comes for ever with the night, in one shape or another -devil, or giant, or hideous chimera; or it is an earthquake or a fiery flood-or a serpent twining you in its loathsome folds—or it sits in your heart like an incubus, and presses you down to ruin. FLEXIBILITY OF THE HUMAN FRAME.-J. Clarke, a well-made man, and rather stout, exhibited, in the most natural manner, every species of deformity and dislocation to which the human form is liable. He frequently diverted himself with the tailors, who came to measure him for clothes, by changing his posture, and apparently his shape, when the clothes were brought home. He could dislocate the vertebræ of his back, and other parts of his body, resume their proper form at his pleasure. He once presented himself, in this situation, as a patient, before Molins, a famous surgeon, who, shocked at his appearance, refused to attempt the cure. He often passed for a cripple with persons who, but a few minutes before, had been conversing with him. Upon these occasions he would not only change the position of his limbs, but alter his features and countenance. He could assume all the professional, characteristic, and singular faces which he had observed at the Theatre, at the Quaker's Meeting, or any other place of public resort. He was by profession a posturemaster, and died about the commencement of King William. ANECDOTE OF ADMIRAL SIR CHARLES SAUNDERS.-When the dispute respecting the Falkland Island rose so high, that a fleet was ordered to be in readiness, Sir C. was confined with the gout, which he suffered to a violent degree. Informed that he was appointed to the chief command, the gout almost instantly left him, aud he was busied in giving orders for the necessary preparations. A friend happening to call next day, expressed his surprise to see him walking about."Oh," said the brave old Admiral," the gout only came to me because I was not employed; but now, instead of dying like a gouty old fellow, I may stand the chance yet of dying by a cannon-ball." An Irishman, who was lately tried under the Insurrection Act, at Limerick, was asked, "what he had to say in his defence?" to which he replied, "Nothing, and please your honour; for I'm not a spokesman, like your worship; but I would thank your lordship to say what you can in my favour." One of the most curious applications of galvanism to the useful purposes of life, is its recent employment as a means of distinguished bad teeth from good. The test which galvanism has now supplied to remedy the frequent mistakes of dentists, who, instead of ridding you of a bad tooth, will draw the best in your head, is considered to be one of infalliable certainty in its application. The method is thus described by Professor Aldini, the nephew of Galvani." He (the dentist) first insulates the patient, and then places in his hands an electric chain; he then applies a small piece of wire, and draws it gradually over the surface of the tooth; he then applies it to the next tooth in the same manner, and proceeds in the like method with the rest, until he comes to the diseased tooth, which is discovered by violent pain being produced, and an involuntary emotion in the body. It has always been remarked, when the tooth is extracted, that it exhibits a carious part, which, in its proper situation, was not visible." Poetry. REMEMBER THEE. (From Moore's Irish Melodies.) Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart, It shall never forget thee, all lorn as thou art; More dear in thy sorrow, thy gloom and thy showers, Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious and free, No, thy chains as they torture, thy blood as it runs, SONNET, WRITTEN ON GOOD FRIDAY. The morning's breath, in meekness to the day, The sunny clouds swim lightly through the sky, O, Christians, mourn your Lord,-him ceaseless bless SONNETS. 1. We met in secret-in the depth of night, To gaze upon our love and pure delight! And in that hour's unbroken solitude, When the white moon hath robed her in its beam, Or spirit of the air, before me stood, And held communion with me. In mine ear Her voices sweet notes breathed out of the earth; Her beauty seem'd not of a mortal birth, And in mine heart there was an awful fear, A thrill, like some deep warning from above, That soothed its passion to a spirit's love. II. She stood before me-the pure lamps of heaven |