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mud-built huts, where the remnants of tersect the low country, which, during a scattered people have horded togeth- the S. W. monsoon, run with astonisher for mutual protection, are the only ing velocity; some few, that have their signs of civilization that these fertile sources in the mountains, have the plains present for one hundred and whole year a shallow stream. fifty miles. Worse than the locust or beast of prey, what Mahratta warfare I proceeded across the open country could not utterly destroy, hordes of to the left, to the mountain of EkveBheel and Pindarries were hired and rah; where, at a considerable height introduced into these countries to ef- above the plain, stands a large temple, fect.

But I have done with the sick, hewn out of the solid rock. On the ening tale, afflicting to narrate, and left of a terrace at the end of the footdreadful to view.

path, excavated from the bowels of the The chain of mountains, among mountain, stands, in solemn magnifiwhich we have now encamped, ex- cene, the great arched temple of Karli, tends from Cape Comorin, opposite with its noble vestibule and entrance, Ceylon, in one unbroken series with and the sitting figure of Budha. On the exception of an opening at Paniany looking into the temple, an object of in the Malabar country, of about wonder presents itself: a ponderous twelve miles broad), stretching away, arched roof of solid stone, supported by in a northern line, to the province of two rows of pillars ; the capitals of Candeish, and not far distant from Su- each surmounted by a well-sculptured rat. In no part do they exceed fifty male and female figure, seated, with miles from the sea, and in one part their arms encircling each other, on the only do they approach closer than back of elephants, crouching as it were, eight miles. There are but few pass- under the weight they sustain. At es known to us; and till men of science the further end of the temple is an investigate this stupendous barrier, we immense hemispherical altar, of stone, are likely to know but little about them. with a kind of wooden umbrella

The mountains of which we are spread over the top. now speaking, decrease in altitude There is no idol in front of the about thirty miles to the northward of great altar, as at Elora : the umbrella Bombay: to the southward of Poona covering, before spoken of, rises from the

passes, . told, have a northern a wooden pedestal out of the convexidescent; stretching along to the south- ty of the altar. A Brahman, whom I ward, they separate what is generally questioned on the subject of the altar, called Malabar, supporting the Mysore exclaimed, in nearly the words of our and Soondah countries in the form of a own poet, “ Him first, Him last, Him

With the exception of the midst, Him without end." In alludopening at Paniany before mentioned, ing to the Almighty, he nearly spoke and the few passes formed by the in- as above described, placing his hands dustry of man, or the action of moun- on this circular solid mass. tain torrents, it is one connected wall jected all idea of assimilating Budha, for nearly nine hundred miles ; this or Brāhma, with the “ Eternal God;" vast belt enclosing the rich country who, he said, was one alone from bewithin the Ner-Budha river.

ginning to end, and that the circular These mountains are said to average altar was his emblem. from 3000 to 5500 feet in height, pro- A concourse of priests and fakeers, lific in all the wonders and beauties of supported by the Peishwa, lived here. nature. In the high mountains, to the One of them, an ascetic of high resouthward much valuable meteorologi- nown, had a singularly mild and secal data might be obtained, for, while rene countenance : he was sitting bebelow (Payeen) it is raining in torrents fore a flame of fire day and night, for three successive months, in the with a cloth over his mouth, to preTable-land above (Bala G'hất) it is vent his inhaling pollution, or destroythe fine season.

Numerous rivers in- ing any living substance : he was 26 ATHENEUM VOL, 2. 2d series. regularly fed with parched grain, and

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his water for drinking was strained almost wished at the moment to be a through a cloth.* I addressed him Brāhman. This man appeared the with reverence : he turned up his fine image of self-denial, absorbed in conplacid countenance, and looked at me templating the wonders of God. with eyes that spoke of heaven. I Doubtless his ideas and actions were

purity itself—such was his character,

for he had resisted the most tempting * A Brahman at Benares was so cautious of causing the death of any living animal, that be

offers to reside at the court of the fore him, as he walked, the place was swept, that Peishwa, and nothing could withdraw he might not destroy any insect: the air was fan- him from the arched temple and cirned as he ate, for the same purpose. Some mis- cular altar of Karli. He was too lost chievous European gave him a microscope, to

in mental abstraction to heed me : he look at the water he drank. On seeing the animalculæ, be threw down and broke the instru

never speaks ; but he was evidently ment, and vowed he would not drink water again: in prayer, as I could see by the workhe kept his promise, and died.

ing of the muscles of his face. Concluded in our next.

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Of Anthropophagi, and men whose heads

Do grow beneath their shoulders.--Othello.

and button maker, and should prefer I AM an, alderman and button-ma- being interred in Aldermanbury.

ker in the city, and I have a taste It has long been the reproach of for sea-coal fires, porter, roast-beef, the French, and you are among those and the LONDON MAGAZINE. My son who have echoed it, that they are not Bob, and my daughter Fanny, on the a poetical people. But at least their contrary, use to dislike all these good cooks are. Must not a cook, Mr. things--the last excepted: and pre- Editor, be inflamed with the double vailed with me to go and spend a fires of the kitchen and poetry, when month or two in Paris in the spring of he conceives the idea of fountains of this year. I knew that my son loved love, starry aniseed, capons' wings in me as well as French cookery—and the sun, and eggs blushing like Auromy daughter nearly as well as a French ra—followed (alas ! what a terrible gown : so I unfortunately and affection- declension !) by eggs à la Tripe? ! ately complied with their desire--and consider their beef in scarlet, their have repented it ever since. However, sauce in half mourning, and their my journey has not been altogether white virgin beans, as examples of thrown away, as it has reconverted the same warm and culinary fancy.* Bob to beef, and as it gives me an op- Not to say any thing of the vulgar portunity of relating the wonders of plates of frogs, nettles, and thistles, French cookery—a matter which in what genius there is in the conception all your articles


the French you of a dish of breeches in the royal have unaccountably neglected. The fashion, with velvet sauce-tendons of French Revolution was no doubt veal in a peacock's tail--and a shoulbrought about by the national fond- der of mutton in a balloon or a baga ness for necks of mutton and men à pipe! Sometimes their names are so l'érarlate ; and the national hatred to fanciful as to be totally incomprehenthe English is still visible in their at- sible, especially if you look for them tempts to poison them with their dish- in a dictionary : such as a palace of es :-a consummation not at all to beef in Cracovia--strawberries of veal my taste, even with the prospect of the amorous smiles of à calf—a fleet being buried in Pére la Chaise. As with tomata sauce-and eggs

in for me, I am a plain man, alderman looking-glass.t

* Puits d'amour.-Anis etoile.-Ailes de poularde au Soleil.-Eufs a l'Aurore.--Bæuf a l'ecarlate.Sauce en petit deuil.-Haricots Vierges.

Culotte a la Bovale, sauce veloate.---Tendons de veau en queue de paon.--Epaule de mouton en ballon, eu musette.-- Palais de boeuf en Cracovie. Fraises de veau. -Ris de veau en amourette --Flotte, pauce Tomate-Eufs au miroir,


But there are many of their dishes --and squirted seed-cakes ? - and which are monstrous; and in my whose dinner-bell should announce to mind not only prove the French ca

us what they call a ding-dong in a pability of eating poisons but their daub ? strong tendency to cannibalism. Great The · military dispositions of the and little asps-fowls done like liz- French are discoverable even in their ards—hares like serpents—and pi- cookery. They have large and small geons like toads or basilisks-a

-are all bullets -carbonadoes innumerablefavourite dishes : as are also a hash syrup of grenades—and quails in lauof huntsmen, a stew of good Chris- rels: and I have often heard dishes tians, a mouthful of ladies, thin Span- called for, which sounded to my ear ish wonien, and four beggars on a very like “ramrods for strangling," plate. One of their most famous sau- and " bayonets for the gendarmes."

“ 'S ces is sauce Robert, which I remem- But I may easily have been misber to have read of in Fairy Tales as

taken in French words, when I can't the sauce with which the Ogres used understand what they call English to eat children. My daughter found ones-some of which seem to have one dish on the carte which alarmed undergone as complete a change by us all-Eglefin à la Hollandaise : and crossing the Channel, as most of our after trying a long time, she remem


Who could recogbered it was something like the name nize, for example, in wouelche rabetle, of somebody of whom she had taken hochepot, panequet, minsies paës,plomlessons of memory. I suppose they boudine, or mache potetesse, the prihad taken the poor devil from his mal and delightful sounds of Welsh name to be a Dutchman, and had rabbit, hotch-potch, pancake, minceaccordingly drest him à la Hollan- pies, plum-pudding, and mashed podaisc.*

tatoes? But the French seem fond of They like liver of veal done to

far-fetched dishes : they get their choke you, and pullets like ivory-so thistles from Spain, and their cabbages

, called, I suppose, from their tough- from Brussels, and their artichokes ness and hardness. Other dishes


from Barbary in Turkish turbans.ll on the contrary, quite shadowy and

The French boast that their lanunsubstantial : such as an embrace guage is the clearest in the world.

I of a hare on the spit-partridge's should like to know what they mean shoe-soles-a dart and a leap of sal

by a skate fried raw, or big little mon-the breath of a rose-a whole

I can easily comprejonquil-or biscuits that would have hend mouton à la Gasconne, however;

à done honour to the Barmecide's feast.t and an epigramme d'agneau is as in

The French have a way of serving sipid as a French epigram always is. up their dishes which is as extraordi

As I have got a corner of my panary as the rest. What should we per still blank, my son Bob begs me think of whitings in turbans-smelts to let him spoil it with a few verses in dice boxes-a skate buckled to which he says are German to French capers-gooseberries in their shifts, Cookery. Sir, your very obedient

: and potatoes in their shirts ? Should humble servant, we not think any Englishman very

Timothy WALKINSHAW, filthy whose cook should send up cut- Aldermanbury. lets in hair-papers--trufiles in ashes

peaches ?»**

Button-maker and Alderman.

* Grand et petit Aspic.—Poulet en lezard.—Lievre en serpent.- Pigeon a la Crapaudine, en basilic: -Salmi de chasseurs.-Compota de bons Chretiens.-Bouchee de Dames.-Espagnoles maigrés.-Quatre mendians.

| Veau a l'etouflade.--Poulets'a l'ivoire.--Accolade de lievre a la broche.-Semelles de Perdrix.-Une darde et un saute de Saunon.-Souffle de rose. Vune jonquille entiere.--Biscuits manques.

Merlans en turba!).-Eperlans co Cornets.---Raie bouclee aux capres.-Groseilles et pommes de terre en chemise.---Coteleites en papillotes.--Truffes a la cendre.-Massepains seringues.- Dindon en daube.

$ Gros et petits boulets.mCarbonades de mouton, &c.--Sirop de grenades.-Cailles aux lauriers. In the last two names our worthy Correspondent probably alludes to Rainereaux a l'eiouflade, and Beignets a la gendarne.

# Cardons d'Espagne.--Choux de Bruxelles.-Artichauts de Barbarie en bonnet de Turc, ** Raje frite a cru. ---Peches grosses-mignonpes.


(This it shocks all my senses to utter, It has often been printed in books,

Yet with Holy Writ truths you may rank it :) And I'm going to say it once more,

And they eat a Ray fried in black butter, That the French are a nation of cooks

And can make a meal on a fowl blanket. Though I never believed it before.

4. But now I can make it quite clear

If we don't like our beef in balloons, For who but the devil's own legion

Or a shoulder of lamb in a bagpipe ; Would stew down a virgin, as here,

Sweet wolves' teeth, or twin macaroons, And broil out a good Christian's religion ?*

Or truffles which they with a rag wipe : 2.

If we don't look for eggs of Aurora, They say that John Bull o'er his beef

Nor sheeps' tails prepared in the sun ; And his beer is a terrible glutton:

And prefer a boil'd cod far before a Does he eat loads and asps, or the leaf

Tough skate which is only half done :S Or the roots of an oak with his mutton ?

5. Do serpents or basilisks crawl

If we don't want our veal done to choke us, From bis kitchen to lie on his table?

Nor ivory fowls on our dish: Or lizards or cats does he call

If gendarmes in all shapes should provoke us, By all the lost nicknames of Babel?!

And we like Harvey's sauce with our fish: 3.

If mutton and airs a la Gasconne We like our Beef-eaters in scarlet,

Don't agree with the stomacbs at all Not our beef-nor the sauce in half-mourning : Of Englishmen-0 need I ask one ?We don't eat a Fanny or Charlotte,

Let us cut Monsieur Very's, and Gaul.] Nor a mouthful of ladies each morning




HIGHWAYWOMEN ! The celebrated anatomist and chemical About 11 o'clock on Thursday se’night, lecturer, Dr. George Fordyce, dined every as Mr. William Ratcliffe, a traveller from day for more than twenty years at Dolly's Wolverhampton, was returning to the inn, chop-house. His researches in compara- he was attacked, in Back Piccadilly, by a tive anatomy had led him to conclude, number of females, who, pinioning him that man, through custom, eats oftener agaiust the wall, tore open his waistcoat, than nature requires, one meal a day be- and after a rude search into the secret reing sufficient for that noble ánimal the cesses of his wardrobe, succeeded in pil. lion. At four o'clock, his accustomed laging him of cash to the amount of 1001. hour of dining, the Doctor regularly took the seat at a table always reserved for him, on which were placed a silver tankard full

This is proved to be such a real enjoyof small ale, a bottle of port wine, and a

ment, that a confirmed smoker shall be measure containing a quarter of a pint of let him keep his fingers from the bowl, or

blind-folded after taking three whiffs; and brandy. The moment the waiter announced him, the cook put a pound and a half heated part of the pipe, puff away for ten of rump, steak on the gridiron, and on the minutes, and he shall not know whether his table some delicate trife, as a bonne bouche, pipe is a-light or otherwise !—Economist. to serve until the steak was ready. This

A law student calling one day on a painwas sometimes half a broiled chicken, ter, found him engaged in copying a Rasometimes a plate of fish; when he had phael. “Upon my soul,” says Quitam, eaten this, he took one glass of brandy,

co but I like you amazingly, as far as you and then proceeded to devour his steak. have gone." • Do you, indeed, my boy," We say devour, because he always eat so replied the Artist ; “ well, you're a young rapidly, that one might have imagined he lawyer, and may be a Judge ?was hurrying away to a patient to deprive George," said the King to Colman, death of a dinner. When he had finished you are growing old."-" Perhaps so," his meal, he took the remainder of his was the reply, “but I am a year younger brandy, having, during his dinner, drunk than your majesty." the tankard of ale, and afterwards the bot- “ A year younger, George ! how do you tle of port! He thus daily spent an hour know that ? and a half of his time, and then returned “First, by the almanack, please your to his house in Essex-street, to give his six majesty ;--and, secondly, because my ino'clock Lecture on Chemistry. He made nate loyalty is such, that I should not preno other meal until his return next day, at sume to walk into the world before my 4 o'clock, to Dolly's.


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* Bob calls cooks "the devil's own legion," from the well-known fact of their being sent from even a botter place than they occupy upon earth. He alludes in the last part of the verse to the kind of bean called vierge, which the French stew, and to the bon Chretien grille.

† Pigeons a la crapaudine.-Aspic de veau.-Feuilletage.--Tendons de mouton aux racines.-Lievre en serpent.- Pigeon en basilic.-Poulet en lezard.-Civet de lievre.

Boeuf a l'ecarlate.--Sauce en petit deuil.-Fanchonnettes.-Charlotte de pommes. --Bouchee de Dames, a kind of cake.-Raie au beuerre poir.- Blanquette de volaille.

Boeuf en ballon.—Epaule d'agneau en musette.- Dents de loup, a sort of biscuit.-Macarons jumeaux. Trufles a la Serviette.-Eufs a l'Aurore.Queues de mouton au Soleil.-Raie frite a cru.

| Veau a l’etouffade.-Poulets a l'ivoire.-Noix de veau a la gendarme. Mouton a la Gasconne.

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its space and wonders. The scenery itself At Margate, Mrs. B. a very lovely wo

is not, we believe, new-but it is peopled man, fainted in the ball-room. When her with goblins and creeping things, numerous attendants were rubbing her temples with enough, we should suppose, to fill the greaf Hungary water, she begged them to desist, desart!-The principal scene is where the as it would make her hair grey.

huntsman Caspar casts the magic balls for MESSIEURS SMITHS.

his rifle,-balls which go unerringly to the Every body knows that Smith is a very birds and evil things swarm thicker and

mark; and as the charming goes on,

the common name, but hardly any body would have thought of turning its commonness to

faster, until at the seventh bullet, the stage account in such a queer and cruel way as

is one mass of fire and wing and reptile ! a “gentleman” did, the other night, at Perhaps a slight sketch of the story may one of the theatres. Entering the pit at

not be uninteresting :half price, and finding every seat occupied, est with his wife and daughter, on a farm

Kimo, an oid huntsman, lives in the forhe bawled out Mr. Smith's house is on fire !” In an instant, upwards of twenty

which he holds as a tried marksman. He Mr. Smiths rushed out of the pit, and the resolves that his daughter Agnes shall marwicked wag, chuckling at the success of ry a good shot, as the farm will only be his stratagem, coolly took possession of kept in the family by such a prudent one of their vacated seats.

match. The girl is attached to Rodolph, a

forest youth, who is all the father can deWhen Lord Stormont lost his diamond sire :-she is beloved, however, by a huntsinsignia of the Order of St. Andrew at St.

man, named Caspar, who has made a comJames's, George Selwyn ran piping hot pact with an evil spirit, and uses magic with the news to the Cocoa-tree, when balls. Rodolph, at the opening of the draFoote, who was there, instantly exclaimed, ma, is under the malignant influence of a " then it's the first time that a Scotchman charm, which frustrates all his sports, and

ever known to lose any thing at Court !"

turns aside every bullet he fires. The trial

day is at hand, on which occasion his The Drama.

skill, as a shot, is to be proved—and on his DER FREYSCHÜTZ; OR, THE SEVENTH

success depends his union with Agnes.

Caspar, who is jealous of his fortune with BULLET.

the girl, hints that he might secure her if THIS piece which, on account of its ma

he would have recourse to the magic balls gic, and its magic inusic, has been com

and the hope of securing his love leads pletely turning all the half-turned heads of him to promise a meeting with Caspar at Germany-has at length met with an Eng. the glen, at night. Rodolph frames an exlish manager bold enough to hazard the

cuse to his love as the bour approaches, dangerous expense and risk of producing it and, in spite of mysterious warnings, keeps in England ; and a company brave and po- his fatal promise. Caspar, in the mean tent enough to do its mysteries and its mu- time, whose days are numbered, offers to sic ample justice. The original drama, Zamiel, the evil spirit, a fresh victim if he wlich is, to judge by the English copy, but

may be spared a three year's longer exislonely and injudiciously put together, is

tence. The bargain is made: in a magic founded on one of the traditional tales of circle the seven bullets are cast, by the Germany, which has long been listened to

owl's shriek and to unearthly light! in that country, and valued for its decided

Six shall go true! horror. This tale has been admirably translated by a very ahle writer of the present

Six shall achieve, day, and may be read by those, who love

And the seventh ceceive! to dram with horror, in a work called « Popular Tales and Romances of the The trial day comes, and the six sure Northern Nations.” It will be seen that bullets have been expended—the seventh, the plot of the drama, which is pretty close. which the spirit is to direct, Caspar trusts ly adhered to we understand on the Eng will kill the bride, Agnes ; but the spirit lish stage, varies materially from the story. directs it on Caspar himself and the deso-Indeed no audience would endure to lator is laid desolate !—The piece concludes have a lover shoot his mistress to serve the with the wedding of the young hunter and devil, as is the case in the tale. How great his Agnes ! are the Germans at Satanic writing! The Such is briefly the plot of the Drama; devil is their Apollo !

of course the German story has not half so The piece has been produced by Mr. Ar- happy a conclusion. The Bride is killed nold with no limit to care or expense :-in by the bullet, the last of sixty and three, truth we did not, and could not believe it and the Hunter goes mad in the forest. possible, until we saw with our own eyes, The Spirit is managed with great effect in that a small summer theatre could afford the piece, and his appearance amid the us such a scene of devilry and witchery as clashing 'branches at the casting of the the one now effected nightly. The diminu, seventh bullet is awful. It is almost worthy tive stage, like Kean in one of his happiest of that fine gloomy description of the nights, seems to expand with the spirit of flight of Zamiel, in the original story, after the scene, until there appears no limit to he has secured his victim, which we can

And the seventh askew !

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