BRUSSELS AFTER WATERLOO.

It is not near the scene of battle that war, even with victory, wears an aspect of felicity; no, not even in the midst of its highest resplendence of glory. A more terrific or afflicting sojourn than that of Brussels at this period can hardly be imagined. The universal voice declared that so sanguinary a battle as that which was fought almost in its neighbourhood, and quite within its hearing, never yet had spread the plains with slaughter; and though exultation cannot ever have been prouder, nor satisfaction more complete, in the brilliancy of success, all my senses were shocked in viewing the effects of its attainment. For more than a week from this time I never approached my window but to witness sights of wretchedness. Maimed, wounded, bleeding, tortured victims of this exterminating contest passed by every minute: the fainting, the sick, the dying, and the dead, on brancards, in carts, in waggons, succeeded one another without intermission. There seemed to be a whole and a large army. of disabled or lifeless soldiers. All that was intermingled with them bore an aspect of still more poignant horror; for the Buonapartian prisoners, who were now poured into the city by hundreds, had a mien of such ferocious desperation, where they were marched on, uninjured from having been taken by surprise or overpowered by numbers; or faces of such anguish, where they were drawn on in open vehicles, the helpless victims of gushing wounds or horrible dislocations; that to see them without commiseration for their sufferings, or admiration for the heroic, however misled, enthusiasm to which they were martyrs, must have demanded an apathy dead to all feeling but what is personal, or a rancour too ungenerous to yield even to the view of defeat. Both the one set and the other of these unhappy warriors endured their calamities with haughty forbearance of com

plaint. The maimed and lacerated, while their ghastly visages spoke torture and death, bit their own clothes (perhaps their flesh!) to save the loud utterance of their groans; while those of their comrades who had escaped these corporeal inflictions seemed to be smitten with something between remorse and madness that they had not forced themselves on to destruction ere thus they were exhibited in dreadful parade through the streets of that city they had been sent forth to conquer. Others of these wretched prisoners had, to me, as I first saw them, the air of the lowest and most disgusting of Jacobins, in dirty tattered yestments of all sorts and colours, or soiled carters' frocks; but disgust was soon turned to pity, when I afterwards learnt that these shabby accoutrements had been cast over them by their conquerors after despoiling them of their own.-From Diary and Letters of Madame D'Arblay. (Miss Burney, who died on the 6th of January, 1840, in her eighty-third year.)

THE FRENCH POPULACE.

Or a surety, the French are the most noisy people in the whole world. The cries from five o'clock in the morning till ten, in this town of Caen, beat London hollow. I have counted upwards of thirty different "marchands des legumes," as they call cabbage-sellers here, (a cats'-meat man, or an old-clothes' man, marchand des habits, is " a merchant,") bawling in the most discordant, harsh, sleepdestroying voices where I live. They are generally women, of the most masculine forms. The voices of one or two are perfectly terrific I never thought such sounds could have been produced by any female lungs. They sell artichokes, (without which a Frenchman cannot make a meal,) firewood, prunes or plums, vegetables of all sorts, and fish.

They mend windows, umbrellas, and saucepans at your door; shoes also occasionally. To many of these luxuries, your attention is called by horns and drums, as well as the vile cries that accompany them. There are banjos, organs, "and all other kinds of music," with that detestable crack of the whip from every postilion, carter, and the urchins in the streets. I have been wroth to the very gall, when meeting a fellow with a return pair of wretched posters, covered with ropes and bells, cracking his villanous thong with a conceited air over his head, like a pistol, through every street, till he arrives at his stables, not thinking, or caring, for the numerous invalids (some perhaps dying) whose rest he was disturbing by such uncalledfor horrors. If the striding, solemn heroes, the gendarmes, were set to rectify a few such nuisances as these, and many more that could be named, they might render their brilliant persons a little more useful as well as ornamental in the streets. The way the men speak to their horses is equally rough, and peculiarly savage in its tones. We should have compunction in addressing a bull, in our country, as these men constantly speak to the fine intelligent animals under their charge. I have seen them used in a most cruel way whenever their drivers get in a passion, which is the case in France on any trifling occasion. Then the gestures, grimaces, action, and eloquence of the performers is exquisite to witness,-screaming, swearing, yelling, and appealing to the spectators, with features absolutely eaten by rage. met a party of English labourers, the other day, proceeding to the Rouen railway,-huge, gigantic, silent working fellows, with limbs like wood and iron,-who, a French gentleman told me with much truth, could get through more work in one week, than an equal number of his own countrymen could in two. He admitted there was no comparison.-Pedestrian Reminiscences at Home and Abroad.

FOUR IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. FIRST, to escape trouble by running away from duty. Jonah once made the experiment; but he soon found himself where all his imitators will in the end find themselves. Therefore, manfully meet and overcome the difficulties and trials to which the post assigned you by God's providence exposes you. Second, to become a Christian of strength and maturity without undergoing severe trials. What fire is to gold, that is affliction to the believer. It burns up the dross, and makes the gold shine forth with unal

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loyed lustre. Third, to form an independent character except when thrown upon their own resources. The oak in the middle of the forest, if surrounded on every side by trees that shelter and shade it, runs up tall and sickly. Cut away its protectors, and the first blast will overturn it. But the same tree, growing in the open field where it is continually beat upon by the tempest, becomes its own protector. So the man who is compelled to rely on his own resources, forms an independence of character to which he could not otherwise have attained. Fourth, to be a growing man when you look to your post for influence, instead of bringing influence to your post. Therefore prefer rather to climb up hill with difficulty, than to roll down hill with inglorious ease. -Ohio Observer.

FIRST TEA-DRINKING IN A

DURHAM VILLAGE.

THE following well-authenticated account of the first pound of tea which reached the primitive neighbourhood of Cotherston is given by the grandaughter of the recipient, Mr. James Raine, of London, who died at the age of one hundred years, about thirty years ago. Mr. Raine, a comfortable farmer, had married a wife of equal respectability from London; and, as a wedding present, the lady's friends sent them a pound of tea, and a new brass tea-kettle from London, tea being then only just introduced in Cockaigne, with a recipe for the use of the tea; namely, "That it be boiled with cream and sugar." The tea was thus duly poured into a new kettle, and a goodly portion of sugar and cream added, to the delight of a party of friends who had met to celebrate the wedding. After this process the contents, leaves included, were poured into a large earthenware bowl, and placed on the middle of a table, and the assembled guests, each provided with a spoon, set to work to sip this new beverage, which, on account of its novelty, we opine, more than its excellence, was duly consumed, tea-leaves and all.-Carlisle Journal.

There are many stories extant similar to the above, showing the amusing blunders that were made by the primitive consumers of tea. To one notable dame a pound of tea was sent at a time when it was equally rare and costly. The excellent housewife prided herself on her culinary skill, and, of course, scorned to confess her ignorance, or ask advice respecting the use of tea. Having invited a party, she boiled her teà in a saucepan, poured off the liquor, and served up the leaves with butter and salt. How the mess was relished history does not narrate.

EGYPTIAN JEWELS.

AMONG these must be numbered the earrings which were most usually worn by Egyptian ladies. These were large, round, single hoops of gold, about one inch and a half in diameter, and often of a still larger size. Frequently the figure of an asp, whose body was of gold set with precious stones, was worn by persons of rank as a still greater ornament; but it is probable that this semblance of majesty was usually confined to members of the royal family.

Rings were perhaps more commonly worn than ear-rings, as the ladies wore a profusion of them; sometimes two or three on the same finger. The left was considered the hand peculiarly privileged to bear these ornaments; and it is remarkable that its third finger was decorated with a larger number than any other, and was considered by them as it is by us as the ring-finger; though there is no evidence of its having been so honoured at the marriage ceremony. They even wore a ring on the thumb. Some rings were simple bars of gold; others were made with engraved stones; and they were occasionally made in the form of a snail, a snake, or some fancy device. These rings were mostly of gold, although occasionally silver rings are met with.

They also had large gold anklets, armlets, and bracelets, frequently inlaid with precious stones or enamel. Some were in the shape of snakes, and others as simple rings, and were worn by the men as well as the women.

Kings were often represented with armlets and bracelets; and, in the Leyden Museum is a gold one, bearing the name of the third Thothmes, which was doubtless once worn by that Monarch; and without any great stretch of the imagination, we may suppose it to have been seen by Moses himself, if Thothmes was the Pharaoh who oppressed the Israelites, and into whose presence the Jewish legislator was so often summoned.

Handsome, richly ornamented necklaces were a principal part of the dress of both men and women; and some idea may be formed of the number of jewels they wore, from those borrowed by the Israelites at the time of their departure out of Egypt.

The devices engraved on rings and other ornaments, varied according to the caprice of individuals: some bore the name of the wearer, others of the Monarch in whose reign he lived, others, again, the emblems of certain deities; but the most are mere fanciful combinations. N. S. P.

SLAVE-AUCTION SCENE IN

AMERICA.

In the winters of 1840 and 1841, having business in Western Virginia, where this particular institution flourishes in its mildest form, (be it remembered, I was at this time opposed to anti-slavery principles,) December 28th, I found myself at Martinsburg, the county seat of Berkley. About ten of the aforesaid day, I observed a crowd congregated in the public square, in front of a superior-looking building, which had very much the appearance of a jail, as it proved to be.

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On inquiring of my landlord the cause of the meeting, he said it was a hiring;" in other words, a Negro sale, as I afterwards found that a number were hired for life. I walked down to the market; and, to obtain a better view, I mounted a large waggon in the street, directly opposite to the stand of the auctioneer, who had commenced his work. He was a large man, dressed in aristocratic style, with a profusion of ruffles, gold fingerrings, watch-seals, and last, and not least, a large whip, called by drivers a "loaded whip." The hiring I understood to be a number of slaves of a certain estate, who were hired out, from year to year, to the highest bidder, for the benefit of the heirs. These sales take place between Christmas and new year, (the holidays,) quite a recreation for the slaves who are to change

masters.

After a number had been disposed of in this way, the crier announced that he would offer for sale six slaves. He then put up two, father and son. The old man was near sixty years of age, a cripple; the son was about twenty-three, a perfect specimen of man. There were present two Georgian soul-drivers, who bid eight hundred dollars for both. When the crier remarked it was a small bid for both, the Georgian replied, he

would give eight hundred without the old man, as he was of no account. The young man gave the bidder a look that would have shamed the devil: the old man wept bitterly. The son sold on the bid; and the father was sold for sixty dollars to an old farmer, who had never kept a slave in his life. Thus father and son were separated. The next case was that of a girl, fifteen years of age. (These slaves had been hired out to different individuals the past year.) She was brought crying upon the stand. With an oath he bid her to stop her "blubbering," and then proceeded with the sale. She was sold for one hundred and fifty dollars.

The next case was that of a young white woman, sixteen years old, with a young child. I say white woman, because the auctioneer said she was only one-eighth black; and I have seen many of the fair girls of Ohio who could not boast of as fair complexion, or as good figure or features. She came upon the stand with her infant in her arms, in the deepest misery. A gentleman, who had taken his seat beside me, observing that I was much interested, remarked, he thought I was a stranger in that country. I answered that I was. "These things look odd to you." "They do." Said he, "You see that man in the crowd," pointing to one within a few paces of the stand: "that is Dr. C. He hired that girl last year, and that child is his!" The Georgian bid 300 dollars; some one bid 400; the Georgian bid 450: the girl cast a piercing glance at the crowd; her eye rested on Dr. C- who instantly averted his face. She gazed one moment, then burst into a torrent of tears. She was knocked off to the Georgian. Thus the fiend saw his child and its mother sold into southern bondage. My God! thought I, is it possible? I was cured of my pro-slavery principles.-Cincinatti Herald.

THE WORKINGS OF POPERY.

BY THE REV. HENRY FISH, M.A.

POPERY has always been grasping and avaricious. Like the grave and the horseleech's daughter, in relation to the accumulation of wealth, it has never said, "Enough." It is impossible for us to go into lengthy detail in respect to this matter: our limits will not admit of it. But we will state a few things which will tend to show the maxims,

and what has been the policy, of the Church of Rome relative to it.

The ways and means which Popery has invented to raise money are almost incredible. The Pope, and his Bishops and Priests, have been accustomed to derive revenue from annats; from tenths; from legatine levies; from dispensations to break either the laws of God or the Church; from the licence of brothels; from the sale of holy wares, such

as relics and crosses, and charms; from the sale of indulgences; from jubilees; and from pilgrimages. And they still derive revenue from most of these sources, where Popery is the established religion, in addition to the income they receive from endowments. And, where Popery is not the established religion, they derive revenue from baptisms, from marriages, from the commutation of penance, from saying masses for souls in purgatory; from the administration of extreme unction to persons who are in dying circumstances, from dispensations and indulgences, from the burial of the dead, and from (up to a late period, when the Act was repealed) evading the Mortmain Act, in prevailing upon persons to leave them property in such a way that the property so left could not be taken from them by law. There has been evident proof that the Priests have attended to matters of this kind very assiduously, both in Great Britain and Ireland. The amount of money which the Priests obtain from, for the most part, the poverty-stricken people of Ireland, is almost incredible. It is well known that they will, if possible, make the people attend to confession. If the people will not come to them, they go to the people; and they do this for more reasons than one. They are accustomed to have what are called stations. They have them twice a year; namely, at Christmas and Easter; " and it is the rule with every parish-Priest, on the Sunday previous, to publish his weekly stations through the villages. On Monday, for example, at such a man's house; and all the villagers are to attend, men and women, married and unmarried." And it is stated, on good authority, that "should any one absent himself this day, for the want of money, or any other excuse, however legitimate, the Priest sends the vestments to his house on the following day, as a punishment to the miserable man. This poor individual is then obliged, should he pawn his blanket, to prepare a dinner for the Priest; although it may be for want of a shilling to pay the Priest's dues that the unfortunate wretch

absented himself the day before, which he could not pay at this periodical season of the Priest's dues."

"Before these confessions begin, the Priest tells them that it is intended to do penance for their sins, which is best done by fasting and prayer, but which is quite opposite to the grand feast that the Priest not only expects, but must necessarily have, though he were sure the miserable creature should go and beg the next day."

This said writer goes on to say that, "in a certain diocese in Ireland, (Killala,) formerly the dispensation of banns was but half-a-crown; now it is half-a-guinea. Baptism is raised from an English shilling to an English half-crown. Legacy, on every corpse, from an English crown to ten shillings: which if the Priest does not get immediately, he will take the wheel, the pot, or the blanket." "I have known a certain Priest," says he, "where the above furniture was wanting, to take the hens from the roost!! This legacy they must get, though they were sure the miserable individual, who survives, had not a bit to put in his mouth." And this, mark, is on the voluntary principle; for which, strange to say, the Papists have become such advocates.

The following is the testimony of the Rev. E. B. Delaney in relation to the scale of fees charged by the Priests in Ireland, in 1834-"The general charge for baptism," he says, "is from five shillings to one pound; for saying masses over a corpse, the same: marriages, if called in the chapels, ten shillings and sixpence; if not, from one guinea to ten pounds, according to the person's circumstances: churching of women not charged for in the diocese of Dublin, but in the country, two shillings and sixpence confessions not charged for now in any diocese in Ireland; but, heretofore, the charge was, from the poorest creature one shilling; persons in middle life, eighteenpence; and the higher class, two shillings and sixpence to five shillings."

LATIN WORDS IN THE PRAYERBOOK.

IN our Liturgy we have the ejaculation, "Pitifully behold the sorrows of our hearts." Pietas, the Latin word from which, through the medium of the Italian or French, the English word pity is derived, has a meaning of the affection of a parent towards his children, which most probably is intended to be signified in this place. The modern acceptation of the word pitiful is quite different from

this classical meaning. Thus, when a native Indian presented on one occasion a petition to Sir James Mackintosh, the Recorder of Bombay, he culled what he fancied were the most ingratiating expressions he could find in the Book of Common Prayer, which he knew Europeans to hold in much estimation. Accordingly his petition ran, “Having verily and indeed heard in my days, and my father has declared unto me, that your worship is a most pitiful Judge." Such an epithet might