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seas, where we had been cruising so long, with regret.

"On sailing from Leghorn the last time, we ran close in with Corsica, and were so long becalmed as to hoist our boat out and send it ashore for the chance of procuring live stock, eggs, wine, and fruit, though but few houses were visible.

"I was one of the party. We landed in a small cove; and, leaving two hands to take care of the boat, ascended a long sloping hill, at the top of which was a high stone wall, over which hung large clusters of tempting grapes.

"We went on to the left, in hopes of finding an entrance or some house. There was no pathway, but we walked nearly a quarter of a mile until we came to a large old mansion, where we gave a loud halloo. Some women and children soon appeared; but, on seeing such outlandish figures, as no doubt we appeared to them, they ran in faster than they came out. In a few minutes, however, two male animals made their appearance, in a dress nearly resembling what we may pic ture to ourselves of Robinson Crusoe and his man. They were father and son, dressed in jackets and a kind of short trowsers, made of goats skins, with the hair outwards, tied with thongs, and hanging rather loose. In a belt round their waist they Irad each a pair of large pistols, with a long snig-a-snee knife at their sides. The father had large mustachios, and the only things of modern appearance were their Leghorn chip hats.

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which time he himself regaled us with a flaggon or rather calabash or two of common wine, while every female and child in the house continued prying and looking at us as great curiosities.

"As soon as the old man saw us, he exclaimed, Ah! Signor God dam, John Anglis! We soon became acquainted. He was a goat-herd and swine-herd, and frequently took his goods to Leghorn for sale; where, often seeing English sailors, and having become acquainted with their general character, he seemed no way displeased at our visit, especially when he learned our errand.

"We accompanied the herdsman, who continued equipped just as we saw him at the first. The grunters appeared familiar enough with him and his son, as they walked about in the midst of them, but they eyed and were as shy of us as the old man's family within doors; both looking on us, no doubt, as the strangest animals they had ever seen.

Having agreed for the price by weight, as they were, and pointed out one as about the size and condition that would suit best, we were not a little surprised to see the old herdsman take out one of his long pistols, and, cocking it, he instantly shot the hog dead, and his son as directly drew his snig-a-snee and cut the animal's throat across, so as to half separate his head from the body. The father, loading his pistol again, desired us to point out others, when we informed him we wanted to take them on board alive, Selecting such as we liked, they were separated from the rest and secured by a bass-rope, tying them to each other by one leg and by the snout. We agreed likewise to take the dead hog, on their conveying it to the boat, and by the weight of that to pay for the others. Examining the hog to see how it was shot, we found the ball entered just under the ear, and were told that both he and his son could as readily and correctly shoot any number of them.

"We enquired to whom the long high wall belonged, and whether it was in our power to get any of those fine grapes we had seen. He said, the wall enclosed large grounds, belonging to a great signor, who was very proud and surly, and doubted whether he would part with any if we applied; and that it was a considerable distance "We found we were too far off round to the mansion, the contrary from any village or place to purchase way to that which we had come. wine, or any thing else but hogs and "As it would take up some time to goats; and, not to go back quite emp- get the porkers to the boat, we retv, we went with him to bargain for a solved to try and set off for that purfew hogs. His son went out and pose; but, coming again within sight whistled a considerable number of of the luscious fruit, we thought, if them into a large enclosure; during we helped ourselves, it might save a

deal of trouble, provided any one concluded would soon be accom-
could be hoisted high enough to reach plished.
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Being as light and active as any, I was appointed the climber, and my ladder was formed thus: on the shoulders of two, that stood on the ground, was hoisted a third, who with his arms rested against the wall. Climbing upon his shoulders, I reached the top; and, plucking such bunches of the grapes as were within reach, I dropped them down. Could we have been content with gathering them thus, by removing my ladder, &c. in all probability we should have escaped unperceived with our plunder: but, having hold of a stout branch of the vine, I made a spring and climbed to the top of the wall. The inside appeared more like a wilderness than a garden, but I could see various fruittrees in all directions, such as oranges, pomegranates, prickly pears, figs, &c. with a great quantity of grapes; the latter seemingly cultivated at a distance from the wall and kept low. The few, that were against the wall, appeared to have grown there by chance.

"Perceiving that it would not be difficult to get down by the vine on the inside, and up again, I acquainted my shipmates with the prospeet I had of the land of promise, if any of them were disposed to accompany me, by fetching a rope from the boat, the end of which I could fasten to the vine for them to climb up by on the outside. Two of them took what grapes I had thrown down to the boat, and soon returned with a rope.

"In the mean time I gathered and dropped a considerable quantity more, talking and laughing with my brother officer below, of the advantage I should have if any beautiful dulcinea were to make her appearance and claim the assistance of such a knight, to relieve her from the durance of so vile a Goth.

"The design was, for three more to climb over the wall; and, when we had thrown over as many oranges, &c. as we liked, to return and convey all to the boat, which, from the vicinity of the fruit trees to the part of the wall we were at, and not discovering any thing like a building near, we

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I had but just fastened the rope, when I heard a rustling kind of noise behind me. I turned my head, and discovered several of these Robinson Crusoe looking fellows, creeping slowly along, bent almost to the ground, with each of them a cursed snig-a-snee in their hands. Concluding they would have to climb over the wall after me, I slipped down the rope in a moment: then, telling my comrades that there was a legion of devils at our heels, just broke from the herd of swine, we all scampered away like brave thieves both ashamed and afraid of what we were doing. Hearing them shout, we turned our heads, and were surprised to find them pursuing us, before we thought they could well have got over the wall. It was now the devil take the hindmost, or every one for himself,

"Our boatmen, observing the chace, thought something must be wrong; and, while shoving the boat on shore to receive us, got the firearms that were in the boat in readiness. Being among the foremost of the runaways to jump into the boat, I snatched up a musquet and fired it over the heads of the pursuers, who were drawing near to those a-stern of me: this very effectually checked their farther pursuit, and we found ourselves all safe in the boat.

"Had we been acting in a right cause, we should not have run away until we bad fairly tried our strength with the enemy; as it was, we plainly shewed how soon the bravest may be converted into cowards, by doing what cannot be justified,

"We could now, in return, have driven them back and brought away the stolen property; but we recovered our wits with our arms, and, forbearing to fire when we could have made fatal execution among them, (though strongly called upon so to do by those who had been closest pressed by them) we convinced them by relanding that we were not afraid.

"Soon after this, our swine-herdsman and son made their appearance with the hogs; and, joining our pursuers, after a short conversation they came forward, and every thing was explained to their satisfaction as a

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mere sailor-like, unmeaning, frolic. which some travellers have thought Mr. Harriott was Yet they made no scruple of saying proper to give. they would have slain every one whom attentively employed upon gaining they could have overtaken. exact statements upon this subject, and he supports his assertions by the confessions of Dr. Priestley and others, that America is far from what it is pretended to be in any respect.

"We learned, likewise, that there was an old gateway in the wall, on the right hand, which we had not seen, by which they came so quick upon us. We farther understood that the disco- At p. 54, Mr. H. informs us, that very of our being there was by a vig- in New England the women and neron, or vine-dresser; who, being girls walk about without shoes or much frightened at seeing me on the stockings; and adds, "yet there is a wall, talking in a strange language, modest behaviour which precludes crept away to give the alarm. Nor any loose ideas and expectations did they hesitate to say, that, had which this appearance, in conjunc they been fortunate enough to kill tion with the rosy bloom of health, one or more such heretics as the An- might otherwise excite." We smiled glis were said to be, their priests (as when we read this passage: the wriwe understood afterwards) would have ter of this article has been in various well rewarded them." parts of Scotland, where this custom also prevails: but for his part, the sight of brawny, naked, and dirty feet, excited few" loose ideas or expectations:" on the contrary, it invariably gave him disgust.

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In America our author took up his residence for some months among the savages, to ascertain experimentally the superiority of civilized and uncí vilized life: he returned from them, by no means in favour with RousOur readers probably know that it seau's system. Chapter XLVIII. of is no uncommon thing for judges, Vol. I. we think Mr. Harriott would and generals, and colonels, to keep have done well to suppress: it is inns and taverns in America: the war highly indelicate. for freedom called them forth, and On his return to England from In- peace returned them to their obscu dia, he purchased a sunken island on rity. The following anecdote will the Essex coast for forty pounds, illustrate this :which he succeeded in embanking "We stopped at Judge Sterling's from the sea, produced crops upon it, to refresh our horses. Hearing that and obtained the gold medal from the he was first judge of the county, I Society for the Encouragement of doubted whether it was a tavern, unArts and Sciences; but fortune til my fellow traveller called for cider, frowned on his honest and manly ef- which the judge readily drew for him. forts: a fire consumed his dwelling His appearance, in point of dress, was house; and a few months after- so singularly grotesque, in contrast to wards, the sea swallowed up the re- the dignity of his office, that I could mainder of his little hard-earned pro- not refrain minuting it down while he perty! His case excited considera- was waiting on his customers during ble attention at the time, and many the short stay we made. His hair was of the nobility and gentry subscribed matted like a mop, and looked as if no for his relief. The whole account of comb had entered it for months past; this business is highly interesting. he had on a ragged brown greasy Mr. Harriott now resolved to make jacket, the sleeves of which appeared an attempt in America as an agricul- to have been torn off; dirty canvas turist; and the second volume con- trowsers, no stockings, and very thick tains much interesting information shoes tied with leather thongs. In a acquired by him during his various breast button-hole of his jacket was a travels through the different states, short tobacco-pipe, completely ja for the purpose of acquiring a correct panned with smoke: this last article knowledge of the country. His pic- was a constant appendage to every ture of American society, and his ac- Dutch settler I met, as well as to count of the price of provisions, &c. Judge Sterling.

are a strong, but a true contrast to the "A story was circulated of him, and xaggerated and Utopian-descriptions told me afterwards by so many of the

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settlers in that part of the country, fest, after two years, government
that I entertain no doubt of the truth. thought proper to pass an act making
A poor fellow, from NewEngland, had the institution permanent, with an
passed that way several times in search allowance of 8000l. per annum for
of a settlement; and, stopping to dine its support.
Thus safely sheltered at last, Mr.
and refresh himself at the judge's
house on a Sunday, desired to know Harriott, we hope, reaps at last the
what he had to pay. Ilis host made reward, though a late one, of his in-
out the account for meat and drink as tegrity, manly honesty, and active
a tavern-keeper, adding, as a magi- loyalty. May he long continue to do
strate, the small fine of six shillings for so!
travelling on a Sunday without a pass.

In vain poor Yanky pleaded poverty, Travelling Recreations. By William

Parsons, Esq. 2 vols. 8vo. 1807.

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learning his notes are stuffed

and urged the constant frequenting of his house as he journeyed to and fro. The judge could not acquit his conscience without fining him. Entreaties being in vain, Yanky desired his with quotations from Greek, and honour to grant him a pass, or possi- Latin, and French, and Italian, and bly the next magistrate might fine Spanish, and Portuguese, and Gerhim again. To this there was no ob- man! and all these languages he projection; but, not writing very distinct bably learned upon the high roads of or readily himself, he told Yanky to Europe, for he seems to have been write and he would sign it. Yanky plagued with a perpetual motion. obeyed, and wrote an order for twenty The reader will perhaps wonder how pounds on Sterling's merchant, a we came to know so much of Mr. storekeeper, living a few miles on the Parsons' way of life: the secret is not road he had to travel, knowing him very profound: his poetry is as good Elegy An to be Sterling's banker from messages as a diary: we have "A Sonnet, he had formerly carried from the written on the sea coast,' written on the road to Bath," judge to the merchant. "An Ode on deasked if he had taken care to make Ode at Dover Castle," "A Fable the pass strong enough; Yanky written at Paris," guessed it would do, and the judge scending the river Po," "The Man signed it. But, a few days after, his of Taste, written at Parma," "Sonthe merchant, nets, Odes, Epigrams, and Epistles, honour calling on found to his cost he had signed a pass from Florence, Venice, Rome, Amfor twenty pounds in lieu of a pass for sterdam, and Staffa in the Hebrides!” his Sunday friend. In the first heat From all this, it is no unfair infer of passion, he exclaimed, It is that d-d Yanky-pass;" which he explained to his banker, and this created a laugh at his worship's expense that will last his life."

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ence to presume, that like Sir Richard Blackmore, Mr. Parsons wrote to the "rumbling of carriage wheels, (we are not authorized to say his own, though he has taken great pains Mr. Harriott was at last convinced to inform us that he is a monied genpoetical banker," a that America would rot answer his tleman, has "philological stock-broker," (thrice purpose, and he returned once more to England. After some time, he happy!) and never writes poetry but projected the Thames Police, an ex- for amusement,") and the labours of cellent institution; and, with the as- his muse are therefore entitled to sistance of Mr. Colquhoun, succeeded some sort of mercy. Our author has in obtaining the approbation of go- indeed defined his own perfections vernment. With that gentleman pretty exactly from a publication Mr. Harriott was appointed to act in like the present, he says, he can only 1798; and the great benefit of the expect to be classed with the mob plan becoming more and more mani- of gentlemen who write with ease." That he does write with willingly allow; nay, his muse is so very accommodating, that he sings the amours of a cookmaid in the sanie

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Called a Yanky, from Yankoo, a tribe of Indians formerly inhabiting New England.

ease we

easy strain as the " pleasures of poetry."

"Oh! for the wand that Prosper bore!
Of power to wake the billows' roar
The immortal youth whose tresses bright
Hiding in clouds of noon-day night

Effus'd a milder rav!"

Mr. Parsons amused us in his preface by a quaint idea about literary eminence: with him, genius is out of All that we can make of this is, the question: the three infallible re- that Mr. Parsons longed for the quisites he pronounces to be, “a of raising a storm of thunder stationary residence-a large library and lightning, that he might sit at -and the unremitting attention of years to an important object."!

Dover Castle and enjoy the clatter. They rival the Della Cruscan school, and are far more impressive than the following from one of its most admired scholars.

beamy sky."

"O! let me fly

Our author is an amorist, and accordingly we have heaps of love-trash, in the form of sonnets, lines, &c. abounding with "hearts and darts," "breast and blest," " eyes and sa- Where Greenland darkness drinks the crifice." Like Mr. Moore of little celebrity, he introduces a wantonness “Pluck from their dark and rocky bed of idea, and luxuriance of expression, The yelling demons of the deep, well calculated to catch the hearts of Who, soaring o'er the comet's head maidens sighing for a husband, and The bosom of the welkin sweep." As a contrast to the above, and to to answer the purpose of love-sick youths, who prefer poetry to prose, show the various powers of Mr. but have not sense to write either. Parsons's muse, the following paElegy" (re. His sensuality has not the refinement thetic stanzas from an " of Mr. Moore's. It is curious to ob- lating to a really melancholy event) serve him justifying his amorous may be acceptable : ecstacies by the authority of Dr.

Johnson.

Abortive attempts at wit are too common to excite surprise; but we have rarely seen any more complete than in the lines to " A Poet in love with his Cookmaid;" and as an instance of elegant pleonasm, the line “ Inert in sloth to lie” (p. 16. vol. 1.) Thine and is extremely valuable. mine also are favourite expressions of Mr. Parsons, though they require to be used sparingly and with taste, to prevent them from being uncouth.

If there were a term to express something more than bathos, the following would be an illustration

of it.

"Gods of all the satires on the sex, Methinks this not their minds should vex,

"Cease, cease, ye bards, wild tales to

weave

Of exquisite distress:

That force the tavier soul to grieve

With horrer's dire excess.
"Too oft o'er your fictitious lay
Soft pity's sorrows flow;
Till one the exhausted fount can pay

To themes of real woe, &c &c &c

Mr. Parsons has been in Spain, and we therefore wonder that he should be ignorant of the true pronunciation of their provinces. He calls Andalusea-Andalusia: viz. "Dark are her eyes, their lashes long, She trills the Andalusian song)

Even our actors might have taught him this, if he has ever been present at the representation of the Mountaineers.

In a sonnet addressed to Samuel Rogers, Esq. we have the following

lines:

"Sweet bard of MEMORY! whose verse

shall last

To see such geniuses as these Think they may murry-ichom they please." These "geniuses," the reader must know, are Bath fortune-hunters: the As long as MEMORY herself shall. Eve, & c” wit of the piece is supposed to lie in We presunie Mr. Parsons means the last four words, being put in his own and Mr. Rogers's memory, Italics: but what the wit is, surpasses for certainly that gentleman's Plea our powers of divination.

Of unintelligible nonsense we present the following specimen, being the first stanza of an "Ode written at Dover Castle."

UNIVERSAL MAG. VOL. IX.

sures of Memory will have no such extensive duration on the rolls of fame. We are one of those who have looked in vain for even mikiling. beautics in this poem: the insipid

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