arrangement of his claims on you-do you agree to this?" Cumberland bowed his head in token of assent, and Dr. Mildman continued-"And you, Oaklands, do you ap prove of this plan?" "It is like yourself, Doctor, the perfection of justice and kindness," replied Oaklands, warmly. "That is well," resumed Dr. Mildman; "I have one more painful duty to perform, which may as well be done at once-you are aware, Mr. Cumberland, that I must expel you?" "Will you not look over my fault this once?" entreated Cumberland; "believe me, I will never give you cause for complaint again." "No, sir," was the reply; "in justice to your companions I cannot longer allow you to remain under the same roof with them: it is my duty to see that they associate only with persons fitted for the society of gentlemen, amongst whom, I am sorry to say, I can no longer class you. I shall myself accompany you to town to-morrow, and, if possible, see your uncle, to inform him of this unhappy affair. And now, sir, prepare to go with me to this Captain Spicer :-on our return you will oblige me by remaining in your room during the evening. Oaklands, will you ask Lawless to take my place at the dinner table, and inform your companions that Cumberland has been engaged in an affair, of which I so strongly disapprove, that I have determined on expelling him, but that you are not at liberty to disclose the particulars. I need not repeat this caution to you, Fairlegh; you have shown so much good sense and right feeling throughout the whole business, that I am certain you will respect my wishes on this head."

I murmured some words in assent, and so ended one of the most painful and distressing scenes it has ever been my fate to witness.

The dinner passed off heavily; every attempt to keep up a continued conversation failed entirely; and a general feeling of relief was experienced when the time arrived for us to retire to the Pupils' room. Even here, however, the state of things was not much better. Lawless and the others, having in vain attempted to learn more of the affair from Oaklands and myself than we felt at liberty to tell them, lounged over a book, or dozed by the fire; whilst we, unable to converse on the subject which alone engrossed our thoughts, and disinclined to do so upon any other, were fain to follow their example. About half-past eight, Dr. Mildman and Cumberland returned, and, after dinner, which was served to them in the Doctor's study, Cumberland retired to his room, where he remained during the rest of the evening. Oaklands then received a summons from the Doctor, and, on his return, informed us that (as we had already heard) Cumberland was to be expelled. He added that Dr Mildman intended to take him to town himself the next morning, as he was anxious to see Cumberland's uncle, who was also his guardian: he would probably, therefore, not return till the following day, in consequence of which we should have a whole holyday, and he trusted to us to spend it in a proper manner, which, as Coleman remarked, proved that he was of a very confiding disposition indeed, and no mistake.

When we went up to bed, Oaklands beckoned me into his room, and, as soon as he had closed the door, gave me an account (having obtained Dr. Mildman's permission to do so) of the interview with Spicer. They found him, it seemed, at his lodgings, preparing for his departure. At first he took a very high tone, denied the whole thing, and was extremely blustering and impertinent; but on being confronted with Cumberland, and threatened by Dr. Mildman's legal friend with the terrors of the law, he became thoroughly crest-fallen, restored the 300, cheque, and consented, on the payment of 507. in addition to the 501. he had already received, to give up all claims upon Cumberland, whereupon they paid him the money down, made him sign a paper to the above effect, and left him.

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effect upon Cumberland as it has produced upon me, it will read him a lesson he will not forget for many a long day. I blame myself excessively," he continued," for my own share in this matter; if it had not been for my easy, careless way of going on, this scheme would never have been thought of-nay, I might, perhaps, have been able to have rescued Cumberland from the hands of this sharper; but in this manner we neglect the opportunities afforded us of doing good; and Frank,” he continued, with a sudden burst of energy, "I will cure myself of this abominable indolence:"-he paused for some minutes in thought, and then added, "Well, I must not stand here raving at you any longer; it is getting very late: good night, old fellow! I shall be glad enough to tumble into bed, for I'm as tired as a dog: it really is astonishing how easily I am knocked up." The absurdity of this remark, so immediately following the resolution he had expressed with so much energy but a minute before, struck us both at the same moment, and occasioned a fit of laughter, which we did not check till we recollected with what dissonance any approach to mirth must strike the ear of the prisoner (for such he was in fact, if not in name), in the adjoining apartment.

My.

Now, sir! come, Mr. Fairlegh, you'll be late for breakfast," were the first sounds that reached my understanding on the following morning :-I say, understanding, as I had heard, mixed up with my dream, sundry noises produced by unclosing shutters, arranging water jugs, &c. which appeared to my sleep bewildered senses to have been going on for at least half an hour. faculties not being sufficiently aroused to enable me to speak, Thomas continued, "You'll be late, Mr. Fairlegh;" then came an aside, "My wig, how he does sleep! I hope he ain't been taking lauddelum, or morpheus, or any thing of a somnambulous natur'. I wouldn't be master, always to have six boys a weighing on my mind, for all the wealth of the Ingies.-Mr. Fairlegh, I say!" "There don't make such a row," replied I, jumping out of bed; "is it late?" 66 Jest nine o'clock, sir; Master and Mr. Cumberland's been gone these two hours. Shocking affair, that, sir; it always gives me quite a turn when any of our gents is expelled; it's like being thrown out of place at a minute's warning, as I said to Cook only this morning. 'Cook,' said I, life's a curious thing,' there's ""the breakfast bell ringing, by all that's unlucky," exclaimed I; and down stairs I ran, with one arm in, and one out of my jacket, leaving Thomas to conclude his speculations on the mutability of human affairs as he best might, solus.

us."

"How are we going to kill time to-day?" inquired Oaklands, as soon as we had done breakfast." "We mustn't do any thing to outrage the proprieties," said Coleman; "remember we are on parole d'honneur." "On a fiddle tick," interrupted Lawless; " let's all ride over to the Duke of York, at Bradford, shoot some pigeons, have a champagne breakfast, and be home again in time for the old woman's feed at five o'clock. I dare say I can pick up one or two fellows to go with "No," said Oaklands, "that sort of thing won't do to day. I quite agree with Freddy, we ought not to do any thing to annoy the Doctor upon this occasion; come, Lawless, I am sure you'll say so too, if you give it a moment's thought.” “Well, he's a good old fellow in his way, I know, but what are we to do then? something I must do, if it's only to keep me out of mischief." 'It's a lovely day; let us hire a boat, and have a row," suggested Coleman. "That's not against the laws, is it?" asked Oaklands. "Not a bit," replied Coleman; we used to go pulling about like bricks last summer, and Mildman rather approved of it than otherwise, and said it was a very healthy exercise." "Yes, that will do," said Lawless; "I feel savage this morning, and a good pull will take it out of me as well as any thing. Now, don't go wasting time; let's get ready, and be off;" and accordingly in less than half an hour we were prepared and on our way to the beach. "How are we

going to do it?" inquired Lawless; "you'll take an oar | Oaklands?" Oaklands replied in the affirmative. "Can you row, Fairlegh!" I answered that I could a little. "That will do famously, then," said Lawless; "we'll have a four-oar; Wilson has a capital little boat that will be just the thing; Freddy can steer, he's a very fair hand at it, and we four fellows will pull, so that we need not be bothered with a boatman: I do abominate those chaps, they are such a set of humbugs." No objection was made to this plan; Lawless succeeded in getting the boat he wished for; it was launched without any misadventure, and we took our places, and began pulling away merrily, with the wind (what little there was,) and tide both in our favour.

Palm Leaves.

THE PIOUS DERVISH.

A DERVISH, who was well known for his holy manner of life, went one day into a confectioner's shop. The owner hastened to serve the holy man in the best manner, and placed before him a vessel full of honey. Scarcely was it uncovered when a swarm of flies settled upon it, and the confectioner seized a brush to chase them away. The flies which had rested on the edge of the vessel easily saved themselves; but the greater number, whose curiosity had enticed them to venture inside, became entangled in the honey, and so fell a prey to the confectioner's besom.

The Dervish observed this scene with attentive looks, and, after some reflection, thus commented upon it :-" This vessel is the earth; the flies are its inhabitants. Those who remained on the edge are the wise, who know how to place a boundary to their enjoyments; the mass, who flew into the honey, are those unwise ones, who give the rein to their inclinations, and follow after pleasure without reserve. When the sudden wing of the angel of death passes over the earth, the men who stood as it were on the edge of the vessel, immediately disentangle themselves, and take their ready flight to heaven; but the slaves of excess and self-indulgence sink deeper into the mire of their sins, and become an easy prey to the evil one."

THE WATER OF LIFE.

THE prophet Solomon once complained of the shortness of human life. "Of what use to me is my great wisdom," said he, "if I am not permitted to reap the fruit of it? The greater part of my life was gone before I attained it, and now that I begin to use my experience, I find myself on the borders of the grave. What is human wisdom but a transitory flower? Many days and weeks pass by before the bud unfolds itself: no sooner is the blossom expanded than it fades away; it is not given it to see the fruit of its existence

So spoke the Prophet, sorrowing; then lifting up his eyes, he saw an angel from heaven, bearing a vessel made of sapphire in his hand. "Solomon," said the messenger from above, "I come from the throne of the Eternal. He has heard thy complaint, and lo, I am sent to bring thee the Water of Life; by it thou may'st become immortal and enjoy eternal youth, but, if thou refuse to drink it, then, when thy time is come, thou wilt go the way of all flesh. The Eternal has placed the choice before thee: do that which seemeth best in thine

"Then," returned the vizier, "will thy wives, thy children, and thy friends, one after another die away from thee. Like a tree which is every year despoiled of its fairest fruit, thou wilt, every year, every week of thy life, have to lament the death of a beloved one. What charm can there be in an immortality which brings with it unceasing sorrow? If everything thou lovest is not to endure as well as thyself, then would an immortal life become an everlasting misery."

"Thus also do I think," said the Prophet; "this earth is not made to bear immortal children, else would the sun remain immovable in the midst of heaven. My lamentation was unreasonable. A wise man dwelling for ever in this valley of fools, and bearing for ever the chain of earthly desires, without seeing the end of such a winding passage; that man would be the most unhappy creature found beneath the sun."

When the Prophet returned, the water in the vessel was dried up. He knelt down and said, "Lord, forgive Thy servant if he blamed Thy works; with Thee alone there is wisdom and understanding. Through them thou hast ordered all things; what can the son of the dust do but praise Thy works?"

Poetry.

In Original Poetry, the Name, real or assumed, of the Author, is printed in Small Capitals under the title; in Selections, it is printed in Italics at the end.]

ARION.:

MRS. TOOGOOD.

COME listen, ladies! listen, knights!
Ye men of arms and glory!
Ye who have done right noble deeds,
Aye love the poet's story,
As minstrels love the warriors bold,
And joyfully sing their fame,
O'er warriors' hearts the poet's tale
Shall peaceful triumphs claim.
From distant lands Arion came,

From wandering far and long,
With gifts and gold,-for princely hearts
Denied no gift to song.

The song that cheered the saddest woe, The tale that sings of youth, Flowing sweetly, flowing on,

Thro' labyrinths of truth.

Rich tributes had been poured on him,
Arion far renowned,

And fair and gentle loved the rule,
Of one by nature crowned.

(1) See Illustration, p. 113.

But what can gifts and what can gold, Or Fame's loud peal avail, Wandering from his childhood's home, His own Corinthian vale?

O Corinth, let me hear thy seas,

Thy home-borne tones once more, And bless thy gods, and once again Kneel thankful on thy shore :Yet cheer those eyes that weep alone, The heart that loves me well;

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What has the dim world's wealth for me,
Far from that sunny dell?

Corinthian shall my sailors be,
Then safe my hoarded store;
For generous and bold and true
The sons fair Corinth bore.
They shall repeat thy cherished name,
Recall the joys gone by,

The smiling scene of hope's young life,
To ravish'd memory.

And gaily blew the joyous wind,
And sung among the sails,

The breeze came by as breath of life,
In those home-bounding gales.

He, lost in thought, hangs o'er the prow,
The past with him alone,

And murmuring childhood's melody,

To the singer's soothing tone.

Meanwhile they eye his gems askance,
Askance they eye his gold,

Dark glance interpreted dark glance,
And bloody thoughts unfold.

They will seize their prey-their tiger hearts
Thirst for the poet's store;

Unburied cast him to the wave,

That yields her dead no more.1

"Ah-spare my life," Arion cried,

Corinthians, hear my prayer! But iron resolve had sealed his heart, Nor wealth nor life to spare.

"I will sing a song, and a last long song,
And ye shall hear my lay;

I will deck me in the princely robe,
Won on a festal day."

He robed him in his broidered robe,

His brow a garland bound,

Like bright Apollo, wondrous fair,

When gods stand listening round.

He woke his harp-forth streamed the notes,
And echo softly gave

A cry of joy, and music floats,
Rejoicing o'er the wave.

Down dash'd he to his faithful sea,
Immortal guardians near,---

And swift an encircling host surround
One to the gods most dear.
A dolphin gleamed in golden scales,
Among the frothy foam,

And bore him glorying on her way,
Safe to his long-loved home.

A lovelier sight was ne'er beheld
Upon the grass-green sea,

Than when o'er billows and their spume

They bounded fearlessly.

The Ocean's king Arion rode,

Leading a Nereid train,

Calm in his godlike graceful pride,
Upon his wild domain.

(1) To die destitute of burial" was considered one of the greatest misfortunes by the Greeks; and, of all forms of death, shipwreck, in which the body was swallowed up by the deep, was thought the most terrible. They were possessed with the opinion, that their souls could not be admitted into the Elysian shades till the body was committed to the earth; and that, if they never obtained burial, the time of their exclusion from the receptacle of ghosts was no less than a hundred years.

Now sculpture hastes with eager hand
Her magic art to ply,
Recording with a sister's love
This deed of poesy.

At Tanarus the Dolphin stands
With fair Arion's form;

His magic harp in his bending hand,
Amid the battling storm.

Miscellaneous.

"I have here made only a nosegay of culled flowers, and have brought nothing of my own, but the string that ties them."-Montaigne.

DISCOVERY OF WINE.

DR. HENDERSON, in his "History of Ancient and Modern Wines," gives the following account of the discovery of wine, on the authority of a Persian MS. The Persian emperor who founded Persepolis, being extremely fond of grapes, put some into a jar to preserve them; tasting them while they were fermenting, he found them so bad that he put them back, and marked poison on the jar. His favourite mistress, from some cause weary of life, drank the liquor, which, the fermentation being at an end, was so pleasant as to reconcile her to life, instead of poisoning her. The king found out what had taken place, and thus wine was discovered.

ORIGIN OF THE WORD "QUIZ.”

VERY few words ever took such a run, or were saddled with so many meanings as this monosyllable; and, however strange the word, it is still more strange that not one of our lexicographers, from Bayley to Johnson, ever attempted an explanation, or gave a derivation of it. The reason is very obvious; it is because it has no meaning, nor is it derived from any language in the world ever known, from the Babylonish confusion to this day. When Richard Daly was patentee of the Irish theatres, he spent the evening of a Saturday in company with many of the wits and men of fashion of the day. Gambling was introduced, when the manager staked a large sum that he would have spoken all through the principal streets of Dublin by a certain hour next day, Sunday, a word having no meaning, and being derived from no known language; wagers were laid, and stakes deposited. Daly repaired to the theatre, and despatched all the servants and supernumeraries with the word, "Quiz," which they chalked on every door and shop-window in town. Shops being shut all next day, every body going to and coming from their different places of worship saw the word; and every body repeated it, so that "Quiz" was heard all through Dublin. The circumstance of so strange a word being on every door and window, caused much surprise; and ever since, should a strange story be attempted to be passed current, it draws forth the expression, "You are quizzing me."

the ocean.

are actually submarine, or situated in the very bed of When a volcano bursts beneath the waters of the sea, the substances thrown up often rise above the surface, forming rocks and islands; such has been the case throughout every ocean on the globe. This interesting phenomenon took place in the Santorini Islands, in the Grecian Archipelago. It has been handed down by the ancients, that all these islands sprang from the bosom of the ocean, and this opinion is rendered probable by occurrences of different epochs of modern date. New islands were produced by the action of subterraneous fires, appearing, intersecting, separating the old ones; sometimes coming close to them, and at times actually united with them, till some violent convulsions, similar to that which had first expelled them from the depths of the sea and thrown them up to the surface, again swallowed them up, and made them wholly to disappear.

The eruption, with the effects of which we are best acquainted, is that which occurred, to the consternation of the inhabitants of those islands, in 1707. On the 23rd of March of that year, the commencement of the new island was visible from the whole coast of Santorino. The first persons who perceived it imagined that it was the wreck of some vessel, and hastened to the shore to plunder; but what was their astonishment to find a mass of rocks rising from the watery depths and spreading over the surface! This phenomenon had been preceded by an earthquake, which, indeed, was the only alarming sign that heralded it. This, however, sufficed to diffuse amongst the inhabitants a consternation, that the current traditions of former disastrous consequences seemed to justify.

Fear soon gave place to curiosity; some Greeks were bold enough to land upon this new shore. They found its surface to be of a very white and very soft stone; but what is still more remarkable, they saw a quantity of fresh oysters, which are scarcely ever known at Santorino. They were busily engaged gathering them up, when they felt the ground move and rise under their feet, carrying them with it. Terrified, they leaped into their boat; and a very few days after, the new island had increased twenty feet in height, and to nearly double its first breadth. It continued for two months receiving fresh additions, which it frequently lost suddenly. Enormous rocks borne on the surface of the waves, showed themselves, disappeared, and then again appeared to swell its size; but a new and still more curious and terrible phenomenon was preparing.

The 13th of July, 1708, some persons had the courage to venture upon an examination of the scene of so many phenomena. The following is the account given by one of them of their adventurous enterprise :- Having taken care to provide ourselves with a caic (kind of long boat), well caulked, and every crevice fully stopped up and secured; and having determined upon landing, if it were possible, we made direct to the island at the side where the sea was not boiling, but where it was smoking very densely. Hardly had we entered into the smoke than we felt an almost stifling heat. We put our hands into the water and found it burning, though we were still five hundred paces from our destination. There being no likelihood of our being able to advance further on that side, we turned towards the most distant point of the large crater, and at which the island had always increased in length. The fires which were visible there, and the sea which was casting out large fire-flakes, obliged us to take a great circuit; and yet we felt the heat very much. On my way I had leisure to observe the space which the new island occupied; its greatest height seemed to be two hundred feet, its breadth about one mile, and its circumference five miles.

"After having passed more than an hour in this survey, we now felt a wish to approach the island, and once more to attempt a landing at the place which I mentioned before, as having been, for a long time, called the White Island. For several months this part had ceased to grow, and never had there been either fire or smoke perceptible. We re-embarked and rowed to that side. We were nearly two hundred paces from it, when, putting our hands into the water, we felt that the nearer we approached the hotter it became. We now sounded, and the whole line, 570 feet long, was thrown out without reaching the bottom. While deliberating whether we should proceed any further, the large mouth emitted columns of fire, with as much violence and as much noise as usual, and, to complete our ill fortune, the breeze, which was somewhat fresh, brought down upon us the cloud of ashes and smoke emitted by it; happy, however, was it for us that it brought nothing else. Ludicrous figures were we, thus covered by this shower of einders, but none of us had much inclination to laugh; we thought only of getting away as quickly as we could: and in good time we did so, for scarcely had we got a mile and half from the island, when the bellowing and thundering began again, and a quantity of redhot stones fell upon the very spot we had just occupied. When we landed at Santorino, our boatinen made us observe, that the great heat of the water had taken almost the whole of the pitch off our caic, which was beginning to open in every part."

During the ten succeeding years there were several eruptions of this volcano; it is now in a state of inactivity, but this pause in its energies may be only a pre

longer hot in any part, and no exhalation is visible; but a great quantity of sulphur and bitumen is occasionally emitted from the sides, which floats upon the waters without mingling with it, and colours them dif ferently, according to the nature and quality of the bituminous particles they carry away with them.

The dreadful roar and redoubled peals of subterranean thunder, enormous rocks thrown upwards even to the skies, sulphureous torrents dyeing the waters, and fiery waves extending over the surface of a boiling sea,-all united to form a picture at once sublime and fearful. It continued for nearly a whole year; at length the fire abated, and there remained only a thick smoke.

Similar furnaces exist in many archipelagoes. The last day of the year 1720, a new island was suddenly formed in the Strait between the island of St. Michael (the most volcanic of the Azores) and Jestrara. It was about a league in circumference; and as it were bristling with immense rocks resembling pumice-stone. Every night globes of fire and streams of fiery matter shot up like sky-rockets, to a height of three or four thousand feet. The water was very hot all around; and the sea was boiling to such a distance, that it would have been dangerous to approach the island, which rose to such a height that it was visible eight or ten leagues off. Some short time after it gave way and totally disappeared.

The island of St. Michael contains a volcanic moun