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the generous illusions that made these manners splendid and seductive. Their direct influence has long ceased in Europe; but their indirect influence, through the medium of those causes which would not perhaps have existed but for the mildness which chivalry created in the midst of a barbarous age, still operates with increasing vigor. The manners of the Middle Ages were, in the most singular sense, compulsory. Enterprising benevolence was produced by general fierceness, gallant courtesy by ferocious rudeness, and artificial gentleness resisted the torrent of natural barbarism. But a less incongruous system has succeeded, in which commerce, which unites men's interests, and knowledge, which excludes those prejudices that tend to embroil them, present a broader basis for the stability of civilized and beneficent manners.

Mr. Burke, indeed, forebodes the most fatal consequences to literature from events which he supposes to have given a mortal blow to the spirit of chivalry. I have ever been protected from such apprehensions by my belief in a very simple truth, that diffused knowledge immortalizes itself. A literature which is confined to a few may be destroyed by the massacre of scholars and the conflagration of libraries; but the diffused knowledge of the present day could only be annihilated by the extirpation of the civilized part of mankind.'-From the Vindicia Gallica.

THE BLESSINGS OF A FREE PRESS.

Gentlemen, there is one point of view in which this case seems to merit your most serious attention. The real prosecutor is the master of the greatest empire the civilized world ever saw; the defendant is a defenceless, proscribed exile. I consider this case, therefore, as the first of a long series of conflicts between the greatest power in the world and the ONLY FREE PRESS remaining in Europe. Gentlemen, this distinction of the English press is new, it is a proud and a melancholy distinction. Before the great earthquake of the French Revolution had swallowed up all the asylums of free discussion on the Continent, we enjoyed that privilege, indeed, more fully than others, but we did not enjoy it exclusively. In Holland, in Switzerland, in the imperial towns of Germany, the press was either legally or practically free.

But all these and other feeble states-these monuments of the justice of Europe, the asylums of peace, of industry, and literature, the organs of public reason, the refuge of oppressed inno

1 "We are living at a period of most wonderful transition, which tends rapidly to accomplish that great end to which, indeed, all his tory points,-THE REALIZATION OF THE UNITY OF MANKIND! Not a unity which breaks down

and levels the peculiar characteristics of the different nations of the earth, but rather a unity the result and product of those very national varieties and antagonistic qualities." -PRINCE ALBERT.

cence and persecuted truth-have perished with those ancient principles which were their sole guardians and protectors. They have been swallowed up by that fearful convulsion which has shaken the uttermost corners of the earth. They are destroyed and gone forever! One asylum of free discussion is still inviolate. There is still one spot in Europe where man can freely exercise his reason on the most important concerns of society, where he can boldly publish his judgment on the acts of the proudest and most powerful tyrants. The press of England is still free. It is guarded by the free constitution of our forefathers. It is guarded by the hearts and arms of Englishmen ; and I trust I may venture to say that, if it be to fall, it will fall only under the ruins of the British empire. It is an awful consideration, gentlemen. Every other monument of European liberty has perished. That ancient fabric which has been gradually reared by the wisdom and virtue of our fathers still stands. It stands-thanks be to God!-solid and entire; but it stands alone, and it stands in ruins! Believing, then, as I do, that we are on the eve of a great struggle, that this is only the first battle between reason and power, that you have now in your hands, committed to your trust, the only remains of free discussion in Europe, now confined to this kingdom; addressing you, therefore, as the guardians of the most important interests of mankind; convinced that the unfettered exercise of reason depends more on your present verdict than on any other that was ever delivered by a jury,—I trust I may rely with confidence on the issue,-I trust that you will consider yourselves as the advanced guard of liberty, as having this day to fight the first battle of free discussion against the most formidable enemy that it ever encountered.-Speech in Defence of M. Peltier.

HANNAH MORE, 1745-1833.

THIS most excellent and accomplished woman was the daughter of Jacob More, a village schoolmaster at Stapleton, in Gloucestershire, where she was born in the year 1745. Soon after this, Mr. More removed to Bristol, where he was appointed to take charge of the parochial school of St. Mary Redcliff. The family, which numbered four other daughters, soon began to attract notice, as one in which there was an unusual degree of talent; and, shortly after removing to Bristol, they opened a boarding and day school for young ladies, which continued for many years the most flourishing establishment of the kind in the West of England. Hannah was, from early life, the most remarkable of the family. Her first literary efforts were some poetical pieces written for the edification of her pupils. Among these was the Search after Happiness, -a pastoral drama, which she wrote at eighteen, but did not publish till 1773.

It met with a very flattering reception. She was thus induced to try her strength in the higher walks of dramatic poetry, and she successively brought forward for the stage her tragedies of the Inflexible Captive, Percy, and The Fatal Falsehood; of these, Percy was the most popular, having been acted fourteen nights successively. The reputation which she thus acquired introduced her into the best literary society of London,-into the circle in which Johnson and Burke and Sir Joshua Reynolds moved. But her dramatic career closed with the production of these tragedies. Shortly after, her opinions upon the theatre underwent a decided change; and, as she has stated in the preface to her tragedies, she did not "consider the stage, in its present state, as becoming the appearance or the countenance of a Christian." This great change in her spiritual views was followed by a corresponding change in her manner of life. Under a deep conviction that to live to the glory of God and for the good of our fellow-creatures is the great object of human existence, and the only one which can bring peace at the last, she quitted, in the prime of her days, the bright circles of fashion and literature, and, retiring into the neighborhood of Bristol, devoted herself to a life of active Christian benevolence, and to the composition of various works having for their object the moral and religious improvement of mankind. Her practical conduct thus beautifully exemplified the moral energy of her Christian principles.

She retired into the country in 1786, and in two years after published her first prose piece, Thoughts on the Manners of the Great, and a Poem on the SlaveTrade. These were followed, in 1791, by her Estimate of the Religion of the Fashionable World. In 1795 she commenced, at Bath, in monthly numbers, The Cheap Repository,―a series of instructive and interesting tales, one of which is the world-renowned Shepherd of Salisbury Plain. The success of this publication, so seasonable, at a time when the infidelity of France had too many admirers in England, was extraordinary and unprecedented; for it is said that in one year one million copies of the work were sold. In 1799 appeared her Strictures on the Modern System of Female Education, which led to an intention, warmly advocated by Porteus, the Bishop of London, of committing to her the education of Charlotte, Princess of Wales. This, however, was not effected; but it led to the publication of her Hints towards forming the Character of a Young Princess, in 1805. Then came what has perhaps been her most popular work, Caelebs in Search of a Wife, published in 1809, and which passed through at least six editions in one year. It is a very entertaining and instructive novel, full of striking remarks on men and manners, and portrays the kind of character which, in the estimation of our author, it is desirable that young ladies should possess.

In 1811 and 1812 appeared her Practical Picty and Christian Morals, and in 1815, her Essay on the Character and Writings of St. Paul,-a far bolder undertaking than any in which she had previously been engaged, and which she has executed to the delight of every reader. Soon after the death of her last sister,

1 She went to London in 1774.

2 While her mind was in this state of transition she published, in 1782, a volume of Sacred Dramas, to which was annexed a poem called Sensibility; all of which were received by the public with great favor.

effort she made to instruct the ignorant, through the medium of moral and religious tracts and by the establishment of schools. These were made a blessing on a wide scale; while their good effects are continued to this time, and are likely to be perpetuated."CoTTLE'S Reminiscences of Southey and Cole

8" Hannah More's eminently useful life manifested itself in nothing more than in the | ridge.

Martha, in 1819, her literary career terminated with Moral Sketches and Refections on Prayer. She was now aged and infirm, but still continued to take a great interest in the welfare of charity schools, Bible and missionary societies, and other benevolent and religious institutions. In 1828 she left Barley Wood,1 where she had resided from the beginning of the century, and took up her abode at Clifton, very near Bristol, at both of which places she had many valuable friends, though she had outlived every known relation on the earth. Here she spent her last days, supported in the afflictions of age by the consolations of that religion to the service of which she had devoted the vigor of her life, and expired, with the calmness and full faith of the Christian, on the 7th of September, 1833.2

Few authors of any age or country have done more to improve mankindto make them wiser and better for both worlds-than Hannah More. All her writings are devoted to the cause of sound Christian morals and practical righteousness. Her poetry, though it takes not a very high rank among the productions of the Muse, is easy in its versification, displays a considerable degree of imagination, and is full of excellent sentiments and judicious remarks upon men and manners. Her prose is justly admired for its sententious wisdom, its practical good sense, its masculine vigor, and the elevated, moral, and religious tone that pervades it.

THE FAITH AND WORKS OF THE QUAKERS CONSISTENT. Who makes the sum of human blessings less,

Or sinks the stock of general happiness,

Though erring fame may grace, though false renown
His life may blazon or his memory crown,
Yet the last audit shall reverse the cause,
And God shall vindicate his broken laws.

The purest wreaths which hang on glory's shrine,
For empires founded, peaceful PENN! are thine;
No blood-stain'd laurels crown'd thy virtuous toil,
No slaughter'd natives drench'd thy fair-earn'd soil.
Still thy meek spirit in thy flock survives;
Consistent still, their doctrines rule their lives;
Thy followers only have effaced the shame
Inscribed by SLAVERY on the Christian name.

1A cottage delightfully situated in the village of Wrington, in Somersetshire, a village renowned as the birthplace of John Locke, "Miss Hannah More lived with her four sisters, Mary, Elizabeth, Sarah, and Martha, after they quitted their school in Park Street, Bristol, at a small neat cottage in Somersetshire, called Cowslip Green. The Misses More, the years afterwards, built a better house, and called it Barley Wood, on the side of a bill about a mile from Wrington. Here they all lived in the highest degree respected and beloved, their house the seat of piety, cheerfulness, literature, and hospitality; and they themselves receiving the honor of more visits from bishops, nobles, and persons of distincon than, perhaps, any private family in the kingdom." COTTLE'S Reminiscences of Southey and Coleridge.

* Read an excellent article on Hannah

More's writings and life, in American Quar terly Review, xvi. 519. Also, London Quarterly, lii. 416.

3 A writer, in an article in the fifty-second volume of the Quarterly Review, thus strongly remarks, "How many have thanked God for the hour that first made them acquainted with the writings of Hannah More! She did as much real good in her generation as any woman that ever held the pen."

4 In the house of Garrick, where she was a constant visitor in the earlier part of her life, she was called "The Tenth Muse;" and then, for shortness, and still more refinedly, "MISS NINE."

5 Horace Walpole used to call her his "Holy Hannah."

The Quakers have emancipated all their slaves throughout America.-H. M.

What page of human annals can record A deed so bright as human rights restored? Oh, may that godlike deed, that shining page, Redeem OUR fame, and consecrate OUR age!

WISDOM.

Ah! when did Wisdom covet length of days,
Or seek its bliss in pleasure, wealth, or praise?
No: Wisdom views with an indifferent eye
All finite joys, all blessings born to die;
The soul on earth is an immortal guest,
Compell'd to starve at an unreal feast:

A spark which upward tends by nature's force;
A stream diverted from its parent source;
A drop dissever'd from the boundless sea;
A moment parted from eternity;

A pilgrim panting for a rest to come;
An exile anxious for his native home.

THE TWO WEAVERS.

As at their work two weavers sat,
Beguiling time with friendly chat,
They touch'd upon the price of meat,
So high, a weaver scarce could eat.
"What with my brats and sickly wife,"
Quoth Dick, "I'm almost tired of life;
So hard my work, so poor my fare,
'Tis more than mortal man can bear.

"How glorious is the rich man's state!
His house so fine! his wealth so great!
Heaven is unjust, you must agree;
Why all to him? why none to me?

"In spite of what the Scripture teaches,
In spite of all the parson preaches,
This world (indeed, I've thought so long)
Is ruled, methinks, extremely wrong.

"Where'er I look, howe'er I range,
'Tis all confused, and hard, and strange;
The good are troubled and oppress'd,
And all the wicked are the bless'd."

Quoth John, "Our ignorance is the cause
Why thus we blame our Maker's laws;
Parts of his ways alone we know;
"Tis all that man can see below.

"Seest thou that carpet, not half done,
Which thou, dear Dick, hast well begun?
Behold the wild confusion there,

So rude the mass, it makes one stare!

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