This is the season of Addresses, the which, when we see the multitude of their forms und promises, really takes from us, as Hood or his worthy predecessor might say, all address, while for redress we have no requirement.

For, thanks to our fair, and not a few other friends, we are now advancing rapidly in our first lustre; and as to unfair enemies, their efforts have fallen "like dew drops from the lion's mane!" and in their poor attempts at imitation of everything we do, shew their fallen spirit—if ever they had any. "No man," says Johnson, "was ever great by imitation."

By such friends as our Readers we were fostered in infancy, and might be enabled to say, in the language of our worthy neighbours, the French, that thus, in our weakest moments, we stepped forth like a giant; and we fully trust, with the new year, under the same favoar, to step forth as "a giant refreshed." Such friends demand proportional gratitude; and instead of poetic promise, we trust in sober prose to prove to them that we are not ungrateful.

We have already announced in the most prominent journals our intentions, and they shall be realized,—we hope more fully in deeds than in words. Neither correspondents nor Advertisers shall be neglected;-their interests are already considered as our own, and so they ever will be. Books in every department of knowledge, inventions or improvements in any branch of science, will receive just consideration.

We here respectfully conclude with the hope of a happy New Year to all.

WRITING, ETC.-There is an establishment at No. 122, Regent Street, on the plan of PRIVATE TUITION, for the instruction of adult persons, that cannot be too generally known. The System of Writing pursued there, which is very superior to any now in use, attracted the attention of the late Duke of Kent, father of our most gracious Queen, and has been lately honoured with the approbation of her Grace the Duchess of Northumberland. The writing of persons of all ages, if ever so bad, is not only improved in a few lessons, but the pupils acquire a great freedom of the hand and ,arm and an elegant position in sitting. Book-keeping by Double Entry, as used in mercantile houses, and now introduced into all government offices (without which no young man can be eligible for appointment) is also practically taught, with ShortHand, Arithmetic, Mathematics, &c. Mr. LANG MAID, the principal, also waits on pupils at their own residences. The number is 122, Regent Street, 10 doors above the Quadrant. Classes for French, German, Italian, and by native professors, are continually forming at the same establishment, under the direction of Mr. D'Usager. The terms are extremely moderate.

THAT VON ENGELHOLE AND
RUINEN VON SCHONBERG

VALLEY OF ENGEHÖLLE AND RUINS OF SCHONETRG VALLEED ENGELHOLLE ET

RUNES DE SCHONBERG

BLANCHE DORRIMER. (A TALE OF THE COMMONWEALTH.)

BY WILLIAM HENRY FARN.

CHAPTER I.

IN the year of redemption, one thousand six hundred and fifty four, being the first year of the Protectorate, and a few months before the meeting of the second Commonwealth Parliament, Oliver Cromwell held his court at Hampton Palace.

The great rebellion, which began when king Charles I. unfurled his royal banner at Nottingham, in 1642, and ended when his unfortunate son fled, with some sixty adherents, the decisive field of Worcester in 1651,-had been the theatre whereon was displayed the salience of Cromwell's direct military genius. The "Great Matter" was now decided; the facile-tempered monarch had been brought to the block; and the third estate of the legislature having absorbed the first and second, was preyed upon, in its turn, by the usurpation of a sectarian army.

But, before this last crisis of convulsed government, and when the Long Parliament was in the youth-fever of its ambition, in the high and palmy season of its grasping and tyrannic rule, this country became an unmixed democracy, a democracy, that is, of the middle classes of society. Now we think it will appear by the history of

most states, and the average experience of mankind, that whenever, by institution or by accident, the people's representatives are the dominant powers, the people themselves share in the nobility of this many-headed sovereignty. The ratio of this truth will, of course, always be a proportional to the fact, how far the chamber of deputed law-makers is a reflection of those, who, as the recitation hath it, gave them the liberty to go to law;" nor will any attentive reader, we think, hold up either the Long or Barebones' Parliaments, as an expression, in any good degree, of the national mind. Nevertheless, the violence of striking the head off the statue of the constitution, had, not unnaturally, set the feet kicking, and the impulse given by such a catastrophe, to the lower and more common parts of human understanding, mingling, (as in the individual,) crudities of thought and purpose with sounder aims, had expanded the range of genius and of usefulness into almost every grade of civil life. To such a position of government, and its action and affairs, we must refer the almost countless religious and political varieties, which distinguished that eventful time, and which gathered up into flesh and blood those grand refractions of the mental mass, set before us in the characters of John Pym, John Hampden, Denzil Hollis, Oliver St. John, and last, but certainly not least, OLIVER CROM WELL.

The artful evasion by the last-named personage, of "the self-denying ordinance," (passed in 1644,) the "new model" of discipline, that Sir Thomas Fairfax, under the guiding, but unsuspected influence of his "lieutenant-general," introduced into the army in the following year, the advancement of Cromwell, when Fairfax resigned, to the high post of captain-general of all the forces in England, and the dissolution of the Long Parliament in 1653, are the steps by which the Protector's chair was reached, and indicate that leaven of courage and cunning, that under-current of wild enthusiasm, and that habit of profound dissimulation, of which Cromwell is reputed to have been so great a master.

What may have been the precise object of the election of that absurd assembly of one hundred and forty two specimens of unhewn fanaticism, godfathered by Praise-God-Barebone, (whose brother bore a still more remarkable name,*) whether it was only a legislative farce to amuse the times, or whether it was intended to move the disgust and alarm of the clergy and lawyers, and, by insinuating into them a dislike to the representative form of government, prepare them for the despotism that was to follow, is not well agreed upon among historians. But upon the voluntary resignation of that parliament, after a session of five months and eight days, the designs of the extraordinary person who convened it could by no means be mistaken. A fews days spent by him and his council of officers "in seeking the

* The name of Praise-God-Barebone's brother was, "If-Christ-had-not-died-foryou,-you-had-been-damned, Barebone;" such a very long christian name, however, being found inconvenient in familiar conversation, people used to shorten it into "Damned Barebone."

See Hume and Smollet, also “ Raumer's Political History," in loco.