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CENTRE OF A QUILT IN CROCHET. MATERIALS.—Messrs. Walter Evans and Co.'s Boar’s Head Crochet Cotton, No. 8, or Knitting Cotton,
No. 12. The same pattern may be done in square netting, darned, in which case Messrs. W. Evans's Boar's Head Crochet Cotton, No. 4, should be used for the netting, with a mesh that will make each square the third of an inch in length and breadth ; and it should be darned with their Knitting Cotton, No. 4.
The pattern is to be worked in square crochet, | respond with the Valance recently given. Three from the engraving. It is designed for the centre borders, to surround this centre, will be given of a large bed, and needs only to be worked in in early numbers of this work. finer cotton to diminish the size. It is to cor
VAN DYKE NETTING
FOR TRIMMING COVERLETS, &c.
To form netting in points was long considered row without increase, leave at the end as many almost impossible, alihough specimens of this stitches as will form the point. You will then sort of trimming were to be found in many of have one point completely done, and as much of the ancient specimens of Flanders and Portu- the heading of the next as will be wanted before guese guipure. Like most other things, it is you begin the next point. Repeat from the very easy to do when you know how it is to be cross. The lines of thread in this netting appear done, and as it forms the most appropriate bor- perpendicular and horizontal, as in square netder for all sorts of articles in square netting, we ting. hope to make our readers perfectly au fait at it To form the last point for the length of border, with a very little trouble to themselves.
you will have to net two stitches together
, in. Begin on one stitch, in which net two. Turn stead of doing two in one at the straight edge. the work, net one in the first, and two in the The number of times must of course depend on second of them. Turn the work, and in the fol- the depth of the point. As we shall give immelowing rows net one in each stitch except the diately some very novel designs in netting, it is last, in which always do two, until one side is as desirable that our friends should become adepts deep as you may wish the heading of your van- in working the foundations before they attempt dyke to be. x Then begin the point, by in the more elaborate parts, for which reason we creasing at one edge, and not at the other, until now give these general instructions. you have the required depth to form one side of the point. To make the other, in netting the
A LEGEND OF ANTWERP.
of whom Love
The first object which arrests the attention of Vulcan,” as his epitaph says, the traveller on his approach to the old city of made an Apelles" -he will perceive, amidst the Antwerp, is the high tower of the Cathedral, or dark flat stones which form the pavement, a Church of Nôtre Dame; which, rising to a single blue slab, inlaid with several small pieces height of more than four hundred feet, and of metal. These fragments, which appear to covered with stone-work, the delicate tracery of have been scattered, without any attempt at Tewhich seems to rival the finest lace, rears almost gularity, on the deep blue stone, shine like gems to the clouds a gigantic iron cross, of work- when the setting sun sheds its rays on the court manship and dimensions suited to the magnifi- of the Cathedral: and the singular appearance cent pile of architecture which it surmounts. of the slab, thus placed, without apparent pur
The inhabitants of Antwerp are justly proud pose, in the centre of the pavement, seldom fails of their ancient Cathedral; but time and space to elicit an inquiry from the chance visitor. do not permit of our entering here into a But this monument, as it may well be called
, description of its many beauties of the portico, although without meaning in the eyes of the with its marble statues—the five naves, which stranger, is to the citizens of Antwerp the meform'a very labyrinth of stone-work-the clus- mento, ever present, of a sad though unpretendters of delicate pillars--the pulpit-the richly-ing history. carved confessionals-the altars, glittering with
The 22nd of October, 1520, was a day of fesgold and precious stones—the marble crucifixihe stained windows — the time-worn monu- that city; but her father, having determined on ments—and the noble works of Reubens which bestowing her hand only on one of his own profesdecorate the interior: we shall only direct the sion, Quentin Metzys repaired to Italy for the pure attention of the traveller to the outer court, pose of studying the art, and returned, after some which, in its Gothic simplicity, bears the dis- years
, to Antwerp, with such proofs of bis success tinctive marks of a by-gone age; and there, that the old artist at length consented to rewart close by the tomb of Quentin Metzys* _" that him with his daughter's hand. Many of his work
the Cathedral may be seen his tomb, which beati
are preserved at Antwerp; and near the entrance of Quentin Metzys, a smith, and a native of Ant- the following epitaphwerp, fell in love with the daughter of a painter of “ Connubialis amor de Mulcibre fecit Apellem."
lival and rejoicing in every city of the Nether- | bers, the traces of sickness and of sorrow. The lands. On that day, a Fleming was raised to silence was broken by the feeble voice of the the Imperial throne-on that day, Charles the invalid. Fifth was crowned at Aix la Chapelle. The Yvon, my son," said she, come hither. wealthy and powerful city of Antwerp-that But how is this ? thou-art weeping." modern Tyre, whose merchants were like unto Alas! another, why should I not weep? I princes-displayed all lier luxury and all her can do nothing for you—illness has rendered splendour to do honour to the new Cæsar. The me useless. Even could I now get work, day began with a public thanksgiving in all the scarcely could I wield a hammer, or bear the churches, and ended with popular amusements heat of the forge--I feel weak as a woman.' of every description -jousts on the river as well My poor child! the fever has undermined as on shore-trials of skill with the bow and the thy strength as well as my own.
But the will arquebuse--and gay processions, in which the of God be done !" workmen of the city marched two and two, “ Amen!" reverently responded the young attired in their holiday suits, and preceded by man. “ It is hard, however, to wrestle against the banners of their respective trades. The poverty. If we cannot satisfy the claims of our streets resounded with joyous songs, and noisy landlord, we shall be driven, before many days, shouts of Lang lecen den Keyzer Karle! And even from this poor resting-place, to die of cold the exclamations became more vigorous as even- and hunger in the streets. If I were even ing advanced, for immense barrels stood in front alone- !" of the Town-hall, from which wine, mead, and “My son!” interrupted the sick woman, as the famous beer of Diest and Louvain flowed she raised her wasted hands towards heaven, freely for the benefit of all loyal citizens. Now “ I have seen thy father and thy three brothers and then, the solemn sound of the Cathedral die, one by one, of the wasting fever which has bells broke in on the clamours of the populace, laid its blighting hand more lightly upon thee. as peals were rung in honour of the young With them vanished my earthly happiness, as Emperor, whose reign began under auspices so well as our slender means of support. But
through all my trials, I have still said — The But there were hearts in that city, in which Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; the noisy acclamations of the populace awakened blessed for ever be His name;' and, in submisno echo. This festival had, like all others, a sion to the Divine will, I have ever found condark side; and the hilarity which it induced solation in my sorrow.” only served to deepen by contrast the sorrows The young man sighed, but made no reply: of those who mourned.
he sat for some time in silence, and only raised In the window of an attic, in a large and de- his eyes on hearing a fresh burst of rejoicing in solate-looking house, in the Kamer-straet, dis- the street—virats and acclamations rent the tinguished by the sign of a Red Lion, there sat, air. that day, a young man, whose melancholy ap- 6. What means this?" asked Monica. pearance presented a sad and striking contrast “ The procession of Druon Antigon* is passing with the demeanour of the gay troops of pedes- under the window," answered her son. “ The trians whose movements he was abstractedly different companies of tradesmen follow : here watching, as they passed on their mission of are the fishermen, and the tanners; now come pleasure. His plain and half-worn attire and the painters, with the image of St. Luke; and languid attitude showed that he took no part oh! now I see the blacksmiths, carrying the in the general rejoicing. The room in which banner of St. Elvy." he sat, although neat and clean, bore every ap- Poor Yvon looked sadly on his former compearance of extreme poverty. The whitewashed panions, as they passed, happy in the enjoyment walls were unadorned, save by an old engraving of health and vigour, and rending the air with of the Madonna, under which hung a rosary and shouts and acclamations. But suddenly he a branch of palm. A bed with coarse blue cur- started, as if struck by an invisible hand, and tains, an empty dresser, an oak table, and four drew back a step from the window. deal stools, were the only furniture of the
“What now, my son?” exclaimed Monica, miserable apartment. On the bed lay a woman, terrified at his sudden paleness. whose pale and wasted face, sunken eyes, and " Elizabeth has just passed, with her father livid lips spoke but too plainly of severe bodily and Master Verachten, the rich goldsmith of illness; while the contracted brow, and evidently Zierich Straet.” premature wrinkles (for she had scarcely passed The poor mother pressed his hand tenderly, the prime of life), told a tale of mental suffering but did not speak. She seemed afraid to enno less acute.
She appeared to sleep; but, courage by a single word the expression of that from time to time, a ball-suppressed groan be- sorrow which she felt to be hopeless. trayed the existence of pain even under the sem- Yvon seated himself beside the bed, with his blance of repose. The young man who sat by face buried in his hands, and soon forgetting the window, and whose eyes were often turned towards the bed, although still in the spring
* Druon Antiyon is the name given to a gigantie time of life, bore a strong resemblance to the statue, vulgarly supposed to represent the founder female who lay near; and his youthful brow, of Antwerp, which is carried in procession through half-concealed by his long, fair hair, wore, like the city on days of public rejoicing.
the gay scene passing without, he suffered his roaring of the Scheldt, which, having overflowed thoughts to wander over the few years of his its banks, was forming a track for itself through past life. The visions which his memory con- the lower quarter of the city-and the fearlul jured up were simple and common-place; for his howl of the tempest, as it swept through the dehad been an every-day history of humble life, serted streets. During the whole of that long of humble sorrow, of labour in vain, and of dis- October night, the fearful hurricane continued; appointed hopes. He saw once more the happy but at length it lulled, and the morning dasted, hearth, around which four merry children had bright and clear, on the scene of its fury-on played in the time of his gladsome youth. He the flooded streets, and the terrified faces of looked again on the smiling countenance of his their panic-stricken inhabitants. But although, honest and industrious father, and listened to in the surrounding country, hamlets and homethe pious teaching of his gentie mother. And steads had been swept away by the mighty torthrough all the years of his childhood and youth, rent, little injury, comparatively speaking, had one fair vision ivas ever by his side-the young been done in the town; and the citizens, after a Elizabeth ; the companion of his youthful sports, few words of commiseration for the sufferers, the valued friend of his maturer years. He repaired as usual to their daily avocations. saw himself striving hard to win a name and Those, however, who first passed through the position in that stronghold of Flemish industry, open space in front of the Cathedral
, noticed which might one day entitle him to demand, that the iron cross on the summit of its high from her money-loving father, the hand of the steeple had been bent by the hurricane, and now fairest maiden in Antwerp. Ile waited but the diverged considerably from its former upright expiration of his term of apprenticeship to deposition. The intelligence was soon spread clare his yet unspoken love. But suddenly the through the town, and a crowd assembled scene changed. Death entered into that hitherto quickly in front of the old church, for the happy dwelling, borne on the wings of the slow, citizens of Antwerp were justly proud of their wasting fever of the country: Four coffins magnificent steeple, and of the gigantic cross passed, in sad succession, over their threshold ; which crowned its summit. In those days, and, on recovering from the disease which had when the love of art reigned supreme, every conmade such fearful havoc in their home, he found siderable Flemish city boasted of some monubimself the sole stay of his widowed mother, ment peculiarly its own; and while Ghent diswho, although spared by the fever, had become played its gigantic belfry, surmounted by the the victim of a paralytic affection. Still did he | Byzantine Dragon taken during the Crusades, hope even against hope : his strength once re- Louvain its Gothic town-hall, and Bruges its stored, he would be well able to support her, magnificent market-places, Antwerp jusuy glow and brighter days might yet dawn for them ried in its Cathedral, the pre-eminence of which, both. But time passed on, and left bim still as a work of art, none had ever ventured to disweak and languid. He had been serving his pute. apprenticeship to his father, a master black
While the citizens assembled in the square, smith; and, as his time had not yet quite exto grant him the maîtrise, or freedom, which which stood the bended cross, and asked each pired, the companion smiths of the city refused and on the Groen Kerckhof, gazed mourafuly
on the arrow-like steeple, on the summit of alone would entitle him to work on his own other how it could be righted—who would be account; and while meditating, on the morning found daring enough to venture on that narrow of the festival, on the measures which he should pinnacle, which seemed as if no human art take in order to obtain, if possible, the much- could reach it—while hardy sailors, whose lives desired maitrise, he heard from a neighbour, had been spent in perils, and to whom storm who had come in to see his mother, that the and sunshine had seemed alike, while engaged hand of his Elizabeth—of her whose love had in the arduous duties of their calling, shuddered been the end and aim of all his aspirings-was about to be bestowed by her father on the such an enterprise--the sound of a trumpet was
as they looked up, and thought of the danger of wealthy goldsmith of Zierich Straet. Her join-heard, and two mounted heralds appeared at the ing the procession in company with Master entrance of the square. Silence having been Verachter had confirmed his worst fears; and obtained, they spurred their horses on to the he now sat in a sort of stupor, heedless of the front of the church, and one of them, reverently passing tiine, until startled from his reverie by a uncovering his head, read, in a loud and sonoterrific sound. He raised his head to listen,
rous voice, the following proclamation :and soon recognised the voice of the hurricane of the North Sea, which occasionally visits these “ To the good citizens, tradesmen, and inhabitants otherwise favoured districts, laying waste the of the City of Antwerp, we, the burgomasters and entire country, swelling the waters of its mighty eschevins of the same, make known, by this present rivers, and sometimes overthrowing houses and proclamation, that we have resolved on giving a reeven villages in its devastating course. Yvon
ward of five hundred golden crowns to whomsoever,
citizen or otherwise, shall restore to its former posiapproached the window. The night had far ad- tion the iron cross on the Cathedral tower. Fick vanced, and every lamp and torch being extin- hundred golden crowns! Citizens and inhabitants! guished by the rushing of that mighty wind, he should any among you wish to strive for this mor could discern no objects in the dark streets ; nificent reward, let him present himself now belote but he heard the rain falling in torrents—the the eschevins assembled in the town-hall!"
There was a pause--for some time no one a short prayer for her welfare and his own preanswered to the appeal; but just as the heralds' servation. He then went on, with a firm step. ifere about to leave the square, in order to re- The bitterest trial was over, and he felt his peat the proclamation in another part of the hope and his courage revive. He soon reached city, the crowd suddenly divided, and a young the square, now filled with a dense crowd, which man, in a plain working dress, passed through opened silently to afford bim a passage. Every it , and resolutely ascended the steps leading to eye was turned on him with awe and pity; and the town-hall. All eyes were fixed on him with many a whisper met bis ear expressive of hope, eager curiosity. A coarse woollen cap concealed of sympathy, of condolence; but steeling himnothing of his extreme but delicate beauty--the self as far as possible against every emotion, he somewhat feminine expression of his features passed with a steady step through the throng, was redeemed by the courage and resolution and entered the Cathedral. It was deserted, for which beamed in his dark blue eyes. The the entire population seemed to have congrecitizens thronged towards the steps of the town gated without its walls. Approaching the high hall, and soon the heralds re-appeared, and altar, he saw that it was decorated as if for a fesread a second proclamation :
tival; he knelt for a few moments on the step,
and poured forth his soul in a short prayer, " To the good citizens, tradesmen, and inhabitants somewhat to this effect—“ Lord of Heaven! I of the City of Antwerp. We, the burgomasters and risk my life, not for my own gain, but for the eschevins of the same, make known, by this our pro- sake of my mother. Preserve me, then, for her, clamation, that Yvon Bruggemaur, working black-O Lord! Or, if I must die, let it not be without suith, and free citizen, has bound himsell, before ns, this 23rd day of October, 1520, to restore our
accomplishing the work I have undertaken! iron cross to its former position on the Cathedral Into thy hands, Almighty Father, I commend tower, and has engaged to accomplish the task, with my spirit !" the blessing of God, at noon to-morrow. We there- He rose, and walked with a firm step towards fore do earnestly entreat and command all citizens the winding stair which led up through the and others, who may be present at that time, to re- tower. At its foot, he was met by one of the frain from troubling the said Yvon Bruggemaur, by civic officers, who had brought him a basket cries
, charms, or malicious interference of any kind; containing the tools which would be necessary bat, on the contrary, to give him, as far as in them for his work. He took it, and began the ascent. lies, every aid and assistance which he may require As he climbed the apparently interminable in the accomplishment of his work. In the name winding stair, he saw, through the narrow winof God, and of Our Lady!”
dow, the crowd, now denser than ever, which When the appointed time drew near, Yvon, thronged not only the square, but the surroundhaving donned his best suit, approached the bed ing walls, the windows, and roofs of the houses, of his mother, and, with more animation in his and every loophole which commanded a view of countenance than she had seen there for many the high tower. Soon, as he mounted higher, months, besought her blessing. Ignorant of it assumed the appearance of a dark moving what was going on, she smiled affectionately on
mass. And now he reached the top of the tower, her son, and laid her
trembling hand on bis long and stood in the narrow balcony which encircled golden bair.
the base of the arrowy steeple. From this spot, “Whither art thou going, my son? Thou his eyes travelled over the entire city and the art dressed in thy best, and this is but a week country for leagues round. He saw the swollen day,"
river, as it rolled its turbid waters over valley " I go to seek for work, dearest mother,” re- and plain. He saw hills and forests glowing in plied be, endeavouring to conceal his agitation, the red light of an antumn sun; and on, to the "I feel my strength returning, and can no
north, he discerned the white sails of vessels longer endure the misery of our situation. We steering their course towards the ocean. But, have nothing now left of our little store ; but after one glance around him, his eyes turned take courage, I feel full of hope, and am certain again on the city, and rested on the Kamer that a better future is in store for us.”
Straet, where he could distinguish the high “My child, be careful not to overtax thy lay on her bed of pain and misery. For a mo
gable end of the Red Lion, in which his mother strength. Recollect of how little value all the riches of the earth would be to me, if deprived glanced towards that part of the town in which
ment, he looked on it with tearful eyes; he then of thee. Thou art now my only treasure.”
stood the house of Elizabeth's father; and And you, my mother--are you not all the nerving himself with the thought that on his world to me? I would willingly give my life to present success depended his only chance of her ensure your happiness. But time flies, and I hand, he prepared for the most perilous part of will set out with a lighter heart if you will give his undertaking. me your blessing."
Where he now stood the stairs ended, and he May the blessing of God be on thee and on 92 s before him a high, pointed steeple, thickly tby projects, now and for ever, amen!” said covered with sculpture, on the pinnacle of which Monica, laying her hand on the head of her stood the bent cross. He fastened the basket young son.
of tools to a strong cord, the other end of which With an affectionate farewell he left her, but he tied round his waist, and, crossing himself, stopped for an instant on the threshold to offer he began the perilous ascent.