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could not set his experience of her princi Madeline hired a lodging, and enples against her apparent conduct, and he gaged a servant to attend on her child, soon fled from that beloved circle which while she endeavoured to encrease her he had so longed to behold, to vent in very limited annuity left by Mr. Irwin, solitude his anguish and his forebodings, by making drawings for sale--The enand to deplore, while he humbly bowed to

quiries of Falconer, however, were at it, that cruel dispensation which had con

last successful, and he met his wife to verted into the most agonizing moment of

Their reconciliation his life that moment, which he had fondly part no. more. expected would have proved the happiest.'

was easily effected, and Madeline bit

terly repented her unjust suspicions ; Madeline and her husband enjoyed the English Law, and Falconer soon

they were now married according to the greatest happiness in their retirement; and after having spent a few

after acknowledged her for his wife. months in France, Madeline blessed Lady Benlomen was reconciled to the her husband with an heir to the house match; and letters from Madeline's faof Glencarron. Time at last corroded

ther and mother encrease her happiness. their happiness, and unfounded jealousy, title and estates Falconer was heir,

The death of Lord Dalmany, to whose perhaps inseparable from true affection, aided by the gloom occasioned by her obliged him, with his wife and sister, mysterious situation, worked so pow. and they stopped at Glencarron in the

to set off for Evan Castle in Scotland, erfully on the feeble frame and susceptible mind of Madeline, as to induce way. her to take the most injudicious and

Tuesday night, February, 1816. dangerous resolution of deserting the ving laid by on the Sunday. My husband,

“ We arrived here only last night, haprotection of her husband; who had to please his sister, ordered a travelling caused her great uneasiness by unneces coach down from London, belonging 10 sary absences, which she too hastily the late Lord Dalmany, and her carriage attributed to an entirely estranged followed, with the servants. The child heart.

went with us. What state we travelled

in! Yet I can truly say that I felt no

Tuesday erening. conscious elation of spirit at my elevation. “ He has not been here at all to-day! One thought, one apprehension, that my How very, very cruel! Day-break-still rank would in future separate me more he has not been here! Well then, when than ever from the beloved inhabitants of next he comes he shall seek for me in the cottage by the burn-side, annihilated vain. That song of the poor Hindoo, all remembrance of my grandeur. I bewhich you and he are so fond of, has been lieve Lord Dalınany saw what was passing haunting me all day!

in my heart; for he said, not reproachfully

but tenderly, Here is a creature to make 'Tis thy will, and I must leave thee. a Countess of; she seems more depressed Oh! then, best belov'd, farewell!' and lowly-minded than ever, since the co

ronet fell on her brow. Is it not so, my “ Little did I ever think this song would

own Madeline? I could not speak; but be so applicable to my feclings! Yes, I the pames of my parents and my sisters will dissolve the union myself before he

were on my lips. requests me to do so. I will return him “ Contrary to my expectations, Lord the writing, that sufficient and only proof Dalmany chose to drive through the vil. now of our marriage (for the two witnesses Tage, and past the cottage! It was nearly are dead and I have been looking over his

dark; but I saw the well-remembered leiters, and be does not call me his wife faces watching at the door. My husband in any one of them); and I will inclose instantly pulled the string, and jumping that and the ring in a piece of paper, and

out put me himself into their out-stretched leave it on the table.

arms! I kvow not how I got into the house ;

but there I was. “We sball see you all Wednesday morning, 6 o'clock. to-morrow, cried Dalmany: come early; I have done so, and only written in the cover-Thou art free!

quite early: we must part now. I tore

myself away: tore my sleeping babe from Thy poor Hindo." Now to pack up a small box with

the arms of his admiring grandfather, and

we drove off. I found by the tone of changes of clothes for myself and child.

Lady Benlomen's voice that she was deepA London coach passes this door at seven. In London I can be concealed till I bave only sat iu' silence the remainder of the

ly affected; but she did not speak; she resolved what to do."


lene of me!

tification from his Memoirs, which have history be, as Lord Bolinbroke has their excellence is of course proportioned to the qualifications possessed by the author for the accomplishment of we become wise and much better able his task, and in these Lord Orford is remarkably fortunate. Memoirs ably and intelligently written supply those deficiences, which necessarily occur in more formal relations; they reduce the stately tone of history to a familiar tyle, and lift up the veil, which the tunities of collecting the necessary in

"The poor Macinnons ! Dalmany, as well Madeline, however, had frequent opself, was quite overpowered when he portunities of being with her family, przed and missed the affectionate greet- and the end of the journal leaves her in $of those dear and faithful servants. the full enjoyment of every earthly bliss. izday he is fall of plans for a little monu We will conclude this review of one of teit to their memory. How I love him

the most faithful pictures of the human *bs! Love him for this! When do I

heart ever written, with two other quoFue cease to love him for one moment?

tations from the journal of the tender, The beloved cottagers came while we fere at breakfast, and I begged they

faithful, and accomplished Madeline. tight be shown into my dressing-room. 1 sil shew them thither myself,' said

“ Now that my marriage is avowed, I can Demany. How kind! Is your father

bear to advert to the misery which the ered, my love?' asked Lady Benlomen :

long concealment of it occasioned me; but razember him in his blue bonnet, and

this I could not do even to you before, as * 339 then the finest looking creature

the secrecy and the disgrace attending hat I ever saw! I was choked with

our situation preyed incessantly on my bleasant emotion, and could not at first quiet and my health, and have, I fear, exter her. My husband now returned, fatally undermined my constitution. ó and I hastened to my dressing-room.

my dear kind friend! when you read this "Meetings mder such circumstances, and

sentence, I know that you will not be interflowings of hearts like these, cannot

clined to blame your poor pupil severely, ledexeribed. We all dined together, and

but will only too deeply feel that the fault lady Beałomen was very, very kind.

brought its punishment along with it. * she paid my beloved guests brim with blessings; but pray for me, my

6. Thus then is my cup made full to the great atention—How surprised and how prased they were! Hark! I hear their

dear friend, that I may never forget the deur voices again! They are come to take the consequences of its weakness; and

schooling which my heart received from They are gone, and the little energy I felt may I always consider that schooling as Stenis ranished with them. When shall

the greatest of all the mercies for which again? and under what circum

I have daily to lift up my soul in gratitude

to heaven. Memoirs of the last ten years of the Reign of George II. by Horace Walpole,

Esel op Orford, from the original MSS. 2 vols. 4to. Lord Orford's well known temper explain the secret causes of events, the and babits led us to expect much gra- effects of which are obvious ; and, if been so long announced; we were cu said, “ Philosophy teaching by examraps and anxious to see in what man- ples," personal memoirs are lucid illusDer he would handle the events of his trations of its most abstruse problems. on titres, and the characters of his History is like a scenic representation, citetaporaries: the work has at length

grand, imposing, and striking: mebeen pablished, and our expectations moirs lead us behind the scenes, dis, bare sot been disappointed. There are play the machinery of the spectacle, as books at once more truly interest

unravel the secret of the influence, reand satisfactory than Memoirs; duce demi-gods to mere men, show that

all which glitters is not gold; and, while an agreeable delusion is dispelled, to appreciate those affairs of which we are the daily spectators.

Perhaps no man was ever better qualified to write memoirs than Lord Orford. His birth and connexions

gave him ample and uncommon opporimportant affairs always formațion; he had habits of close obaits over the minute details. They servation, was of a bold and indepen

stup of more


dant turn of mind; which, though it The severity of many of his portraits was occasionally limited by his pre- will, however, still be objected to him : judices, was never wanting in candour no one can be more fully aware of them to acknowledge the reasons of his own than the author himself appears to have dislike, or the good qualities of the ob- been; he takes occasion more than once jects of his aversions. His taste in to vindicate himself: letters was good, his talent rather more than respectable, his wit severe but “ If,” he says, “after all, many of the pregnant, and his affection for his characters are bad, let it be remembered, friends warm and stedfast; of the lat that the scenes I describe, passed in the ter, the number seems not to have been

highest life, the soil the vices like, and

whoever expects to hear a detail of such very large, though no man ever had a

revolutions as these, brought about by more extensive circle of acquaintances.

heroes and philosophers, would expectHe very honestly confesses in his post

What? why, transactions that never would script, that he cannot suppose he is ex

have happened if the actors had been empted from that personal enmity, which

virtuous. ****** Here are the foibles operates more or less on every man's

of an age, no very bad one ; treacherous mind, and has therefore pointed out the ministers; mock patriots; complaisant parpersons whom he did not love, that al

liaments; fallible princes. So far from belowances might be made for such des- ing desirous of writing up to the severe criptions of their characters as dignity of the Roman historians, I am glad not borne out by facts.

I have an opportunity of saying no worseThe Memoirs commence with the be- yet if I had, I should have used it.” ginning of the year 1751, and end with the death of George the Second, includ

He very successfully defends himself ing a period of ten years. They are ar

from the anticipated imputation of parranged with a chronological precision, tiality, by showing that he has not which is necessary to a work laying spared his best friends : and for the claims to historical importance, and are

trifling nature of some parts of the evidence for the serious pains,which the work, he says, author has bestowed upon his undertaking. They seem to have been finished “ I have nothing to say for them, but about the year 1763, and were intended

that they are trifles relating to consider

able people, and such all curious persons for publication, as appears very evi

have ever loved to read." dently from the frequent appeals to the reader and their avowed object. They were found with other MS. works of

For our own parts, we will confess

that these are the parts of the voLord Orford, in his library, and were

lume which we like the best; the more directed by him to be delivered un

important facts can be obtained from opened and unsealed to the first son of

other sources, but the minute painting, Lady Waldgrave, who should attain

the nice distinctions of character, and the age of twenty-five years after the

the agreeable relation of trifling anecauthor's death. There is something dotes are the points which the author honest and courageous, as well as a be shines most upon. coming delicacy for the feelings of others in this proceeding: If the ob

Although he bore a firm and heredi

tary aversion to the Stuart family, yet ject of the Noble Author had been to

that of Hanover was not much more gratify a posthumous vengeance, the publication of his Memoirs on the day hated upon sound political principles;

an object of his affection; the first he after his death would have answered

the latter, from a mere personal feelthat purpose; but in suppressing them, ing. He indulges the severity of his until, in all human probability, the actors in the scenes he had described temper, in the following character of should be no more, and the events have he has been previously describing:

Frederick Prince of Wales, whose death become a part of history, he seems to have resolved at once to wound no per “ Thus died Frederick Prince of Wales, son by telling unwholesome truths, and having resembled his pattern the Black to subject himself to the severe test of a Prince in nothing but iu dying before his comparison, with all the intermediate father. Indeed, it was not his fault if he historians, who would have written upon had not distinguished himself by any warsimilar subjects

like atchievement; he had solicited the


command of the army in Scotland during Prince's verses above alluded to; and the last rebellion, though that ambition it would be difficult to say which are was ascribed rather to his jealousy of his

the worst, the French or the English: brother than to his courage. A bard

if the Prince was no happier an imitajudgment! for what he could he did!

tor of the French Regent in other matWhen the Royal Army lay before Carlisle, the Prince, at a great supper that he

ters than he was in poetry, it had been

well for him not to have essayed such gave to his court and his favourites, as was bis custom when the Princess laid-in,

an enterprise. had ordered for the desert the citadel of

Of Queen Caroline, the author says Carlisle in paste, which he in person, and

little, but with asperity and evident the maids of honour bombarded with sugar

dislike. He places the character of the plumbs. He had disagreed with the king Duke of Cumberland in a more worthy and queen early after his coming to Eng and amiable light than any preceding land; not entirely by his own fault. The historian. The Duke seems to have exKing refused to pay what debts he had perienced little affection from his faleft at Hanover, and it ran a little in the ther; his importance with the nation blood of the family to hate the eldest son; was carefully diminished, and he was the prince himself had not so far dege

frequently neglected, and even insulted nerated, though a better natured man, and by the potential ministers. All these a much better father, as to be fondest of grievances he bore with magnanimity his second son, Prince Edward. Lord

and forbearance, and was only induced Bolingbroke, who had sown a division in

to complain loudly upon one occasion, the pretender's court by the scheme for the father's resigning his claim to the

which we think is rather creditable to eldest boy, repeated the same plan of dis

his feelings than otherwise. cord here on the first notice of the prince's disgusts; and the whole opposition was

« Prince George (his late Majesty) instructed to offer their services to the

making him a visit, asked to see his apart

ment where there are few ornaments but heir apparent against the crown and the minister. The prince was sensible to

arms. The Duke is neither curious nor flattery, and had a sort of parts that made

magnificent. To amuse the boy, he took him relish the sort of parts of Lord Ches

down a sword and drew it. The young terfield, Doddington, and Lyttleton, the

Prince turned pale and trembled, and latter of whom, being introduced by Dod- thought his uncle was going to murder dington, bad wrought the disgrace of his

him. The Duke was extremely shocked, protector. ****** His chief passion was

and complained to the Princess of the imwomen, but like the rest of his race,

pressions, that had been instilled into the beauty was not a necessary ingredient.****

child against him." Gaming was another of his passions, but his style of play did bim less honour than

The Duke's campaign and ill success the amusement. He carried this dexterity on the Continent are well and clearly into practice in more essential commerce,

related; and the conduct he pursued and was vain of it. One day, at Kenning- upon his return, when the king joined ton, that he had just borrowed five thousand in the popular discontents against him, pounds of Doddington, seeing bim pass shew his courage and fortitude in a under his window, he said to Hedges his very prominent manner. He bowed secretary, • That man is reckoned one of with the duty of a son and a subject to the most sensible men in England, yet, the unjust censures of his father, but with all bis parts, I have just wicked him

he was not backward in resenting the out of five thousand pounds.' He was really childish, affectedly a protector of

impertinent interference of other perarts and sciences, fond of displaying what

He resigned his employments, he knew-a mimic, the Lord knows what

and inflexibly refused ever to serve his

He sent for Baron a mimic! of the celebrated Duke of Or- Majesty again. leans, in imitation of whom he wrote two

Munchausen, the Hanoverian Privy or three silly French songs. His best qua

Counseller, who was known to have lity was generosity, his worst insincerity, spoken disrespectfully of him, and said and indifference to truth; which appeared

him: so early, that Earl Stanhope wrote to Lord Sunderland from Hanover, what I shall “ Mr. Privy Counsellor, I hear the king conclude his character with. “He has his

has sent for opinions of Hanoverian Gefather's head, and his mother's heart.” nerals on my conduct; here are the opi

nions of the Hessian Generals, and of the In the appendix are some of the Duke of Wolfenbüttle. As the king had


ordered the former to be deposited among was void of gratitude, and a stranger the archives of Hanover, I hope he will do to the more noble qualities of humanity. me the justice to let these be registered

He confesses, in a parallel which he with them. Take them and bring them

draws between him and Sir Robert back to me to-morrow. Munchausen returned with them the next day, and with

Walpole, that his acquirements were a message from the king, that his Majesty rival, but he rather evidences than in

far superior to those of his political had been better informed, and thoughtsists, that his own father was a more enbetter of his royal highness than he had done; and then Munchausen falling pros- lightened statesman and a better man. trate to kiss the lappet of his coat, the Duke

“ Sir Robert Walpole and Lord Bolingwith dignity and anger, checked him and

broke had set out rivals at school, lived a said, “Mr. Privy Counsellor, confine your

life of competition, and died much in the self to that office; and take care what you

same manner, provoked at being killed by say, even though the words you repeat should be my father's. I have all proper

empirics."* deference for him, but I know how to But with the same difference in the punish any body else, that presumes to manner of their dying as had appeared speak improperly of me."

in the temper of their lives: the first,

with a calmness that was habitual phiThe author is severe enough upon losophy; the other, with a rage that the conduct of the king towards the his affected philosophy could not disDuke; and the testimoney he bears to guise. The one had seen his early ainthe good qualities of the latter is be bition dashed with imprisonment, from yond suspicion, because he has else which be had shot into the sphere of where pointed out his faults, and ex his rival who was exiled, sentenced, pressed some dislike of him,

recalled; while Walpole rose gradually In the course of the Memoirs, no op to the height of temperate power, mainportunity is neglected, by which the tained it by the force of his single taauthor may hold up those persons to lents against Bolingbroke, assisted by contempt, whose treachery caused his all the considerable geniuses of Engfather's political ruin; and it must be land; and when driven from it, at last allowed that they gave him ample oc resigned it without a stain or a censure, casion for satisfying his vengeance. and retired to a private life, without an Mr. Pelham and the Duke of New- attempt to re-establish himself-almost castle, with their adherents, he never without a regret for what he had lost. spares; his censures upon their admi The other unquiet, unsteady, shocked nistration have been proved to be just to owe his return to his enemy, more by the results, and their meanness and shocked to find his return was not to duplicity warrant the severity of his re power, incapable of tasting the retiremarks. 'The measures of the govern ment which he made delightful to all ment were feeble, and happily there who partook it, died at last with the were no emergencies during their stay mortification of owing his greatest rein power, which rendered more energy putation to the studies he had cultivated and talent necessary; when the politi- to distress his antagonist. Both were cal situation of the country demanded beloved in private life; Sir Robert, from a manly and enlightened minister, the the humanity and frankness of his naEarl Chatham, then Mr. Pitt, took the ture; Bolingbroke, from his politeness state helm, and steered the nation of turn and elegance of understanding. through the storm and danger which Both were fond of women ; Walpole threatened it.

with little delicacy; Bolingbroke, to Of Lord Bolingbroke, the author enjoy the delicacy of pleasure. Both speaks with aversion; but this feeling were extravagant, and the patriot who is qualified by his admiration for his accused, and the minister who had been abilities; indeed, they alone gave this accused of rapine, died poor, or in debt. talented apostate any claim upon our Walpole was more amiable in his virregard. Lord Orford gives him credit tues; Bolingbroke more agreeable in for eminent parts; but proves that he his vices ř. * Sir Robert Walpole was killed by Junius's medicine for the Stonc; Lord Boling broke

by a man, who had pretended to cure him for a cancer in the face. + In quibusdam virtutes non habent gratiam, in quibusdam vitia ipsa delectant.Quintil.

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