LORD SANDWICH. This nobleman, when dressed, had a dignified appearance, but to see him in the street, he had an awkward careless gait. Two gentlemen observing him when at Leicester, one of them remarked, "I think it is Lord Sandwich coming;" the other replied that he thought he was mistaken. 66 Nay," says the gentleman, "I am sure it is Lord Sandwich; for, if you observe, he is walking down both sides of the street at once." But Lord Sandwich gave a better anecdote of himself:-"When I was at "Paris, I had a dancing master; 'the man was very civil, and on taking leave of him, I offered him any service in London." "Then," ," said the man, bowing, "I should take it as a particular favour, if your Lordship would never tell any one of whom yon learned to dance." MEN IN DEBT. P. A modern man of letters used to say, that a man in debt reminded him of Gray's lines: "Still as they run they look behind, TO A POOR FRIEND. Rich in thy friendship though in pocket poor; The miser's poor in friendship,-rich in store : Thou soothest by thine affluent words which roll; He lives and dies a poor, unpitied soul! AN EPITAPH ON A BAD WIFE. By her Husband. Ah! once dear partner of my days, Diary and Chronology. DATE. DAYS. DIARY. DATE. CORRESPONDING CHRONOLOGY. June 18 Wed. Sts. Marcus and June 18 St. Marcus and Marcellianus; these saints were twin brothers, and born of an illustrious family in Rome. They suffered martyrdom by order of Fabian, who condemned them to be bound to two pillars, with their feet nailed to the same; in this posture they were stabbed with lances. 1483.-The youthful King Edward V. Deposed by his ambitious uncle Richard, Duke of Gloster. 1815.-Fought on this day, the glorious and decisive Battle of Waterloo, which ended the personal power of Napoleon, the loss sustained in killed and wounded on both sides in this victory has been computed at 60,000. 1827.-Died on this day Lord de Tabley, the liberal patron of literature and the fine arts. The death of this nobleman is deeply regretted by almost every English artist 19 These two saints were termed the Protomartyrs of Milan, and are supposed to have suffered in the first persecution under Nero. 1215.-The bulwark of English liberty. Magna Charta was confirmed by King John on this day. The performance of this act was effected by compulsion, the Barons being all in arms against the king. 1565 Mary Queen of Scots, was delivered on this day of a son, afterwards our James I. 20 St. Silverius was the son of Pope Hormisdas, he succeeded Agapetus I, in the papacy, he was deposed by Belisarius, by order of the Empress Theodora, for refusing to acknowledge an here. tical bishop, he died during his banishment in the Island of Pontia, A. D 538. 1814. Anniversary of the grand review of troops, which took place in Hyde Park. The troops were reviewed by the present King, then Prince Regent. The Emperor of Russia, King of Prussia, and the foreign Generals then here on a visit to the Prince Regent. 21 St. Eusebius, bishop of Samosata, was banished by the Emperor Valens. After whose death he was ordered by the Council of Antiochia, to visit the churches of Mesopotamia, upon arriving at Dolichæ to fulfil his mission, he was killed by a woman of the Arrian persuasion, A. D. 378. 1377. Expired at Richmond, King Edward III, ÆT 64, in the 53rd year of an eventful reign, during which was fought the memorable battles of Cressy and Poictiers. 1813. Victory of Vittoria was obtained on this day. When the French army under Joseph Buonaparte and Marshal Jourdan, were signally defeated by the army of Lord Wellington. The valor and well concerted operations of Lord Hill, and that brave general Sir Thomas Picton, effected the discomfiture of the French principally upon this occasion. 22 St. Paulinus was born at Bourdeaux, A. D. 358. He was chosen bishop of Nola in the year 409. His death happened in 431, when many miracles are said to have happened. 1679. The battle of Bothwell Bridge was fought on this day, when the Duke of Monmouth, dispersed the rebellious covenanters, upwards of 700 fell by the effective execution of the Duke's cannon, whilst pursuing them, and 1200 were taken prisoners, unto whom this generous noble. man behaved with the greatest humanity. 23 St. Etheldrida, this saint was a daughter of Annasor Anna, the holy King of the East Angles, she was married to Toubereht, who settled upon her the Isle of Ely for her dowry, at which place she founded a monastery, and ended her pious and exemplary life, A. D. 179. ILLUSTRATED ARTICLE, MARIAN GODFREY; A SKETCH OF 1651. Why, how now, son? Is there any news stirring, that thou hast thus hurried hither?-or have any of our ships foundered in the late gale?" were the questions asked by Matthew Godfrey, of his son, as the latter entered the usual sitting room of the family, seemingly fraught with some momentous intelligence. "No, no, father! the ships are safe, as yet, for aught I know to the contrary, he replied; but I hastened from the city to tell you the glorious news; praised be God! the Lord General Cromwell has gained a great and a decisive victory over the Royalists at Worcester; a victory which will strike terror into the hearts of the disaffected, and completely overthrow the hopes entertained by Charles Stewart of wearing the crown of these kingdoms." "Truly this is important news," said the elder Godfrey; and much does it behove the nation to lift up the voice of thanksgiving on the occasion. But how fares it with the Lord General, who has VOL. I. 2 C been made the blessed instrument of effecting this deliverance?" "He has been protected from the arrows of the ungodly, and is in good health. He is marching with his victorious army towards London; and it is the intention of the Lord Mayor, Aldermen, and Sheriffs, with the Council of State, to meet the Lord General to morrow, at Acton, and enter London with him in becoming order." "I am right glad to hear it," said his father: "it is fitting that the citizens should show General Cromwell the respect which they entertain for his character, and the gratitude they feel for the services which he has rendered the state." "Are there many wounded, in the battle you speak of, Philip?" inquired his sister, in a tremulous voice, who was sitting at an embroidery frame at the farther end of the apartment, an unnoticed, but not an inattentive hearer of their discourse. Her brother turned towards her at the sound of her voice,"Good Marian," he said, "trouble not thyself concerning this matter: suffice, 25-SATURDAY, JUNE 28, 1828 that the loss which the Lord General has sustained is very small; but the enemy suffered dreadfully; and the number of prisoners taken is considerable. Why, how now, what ails the foolish girl?" he said, as he observed that tears were in his sister's eyes; "art thou ready to weep for tidings which should make England raise a joyful cry unto God for her final deliverance from the yoke of the oppressor?-I had well nigh forgotten to tell you," continued Philip, turning to his father, "that young Herbert Lisle, the son of Sir Thomas Lisle, whom we have formerly seen at our kinswoman, Mistress Moreton's, is among the number of the prisoners." A convulsive sob here arrested his attention; and, turning round, he beheld his sister, pale as death, attempting to leave the room; but her strength failed her, and she would have fallen, had not Philip hastened towards her, and supported her with his arm. "What has thus moved you, Marian?" he said. "A sudden giddiness," she replied; "I shall be better anon-'tis nothing-it has already passed!” and she attempted to smile, but there was anguish in her smile; and her brother led her to her apartment, and, tenderly kissing her, bade her try to gain a little repose. Matthew Godfrey was a merchant of great respectability in the city of London. He was a stern republican, but a' conscientious one; and, in the wars between the unfortunate Charles and his Parliaments, he had constantly taken part with the latter, because he believed their cause to be just and right, and their taking up arms for the sole purpose of delivering the nation from tyranny and injustice. He was a Puritan: but he did not carry his religious zeal to the extent practised by many of that sect: his piety was without hypocrisy.-Matthew Godfrey had been many years a widower, with two children; and his son had, for the last two or three years, principally managed his mercantile concerns; and for some little time previously to the commencement of this narrative, he had been left by his father in the House in Aldersgate Street, as he had a perfect reliance upon his skill and prudence to manage his affairs, while he himself occupied a house in Holborn, which had been lent hin by a friend, and which, being more cheerful and airy, would, he hoped, restore Marian's health, that had seemed sadly drooping of late, while its vicinity to the city enabled him to see his son daily, and to render his assistance in any affair of moment should it be requisite. Marian Godfrey was in her nineteenth year. She had passed much of her time with Mistress Moreton, who was a half sister of her still fondly remembered mother. That lady's husband had espoused the cause of King Charles, and had fallen fighting for that cause in the civil wars. At her house Marian was thrown much into the society of the gallant and devoted chevaliers of the Royalist party; and, while she listened to their polite conversation, and witnessed their generous self-devotion, and the privations which they underwent rather than forsake the interest which they had espoused, her republican principles were gradually undermined, and she deplored in secret the tragical death of her sovereign, and the extinction of royalty in England. The change which had taken place in her sentiments she carefully abstained from speaking of, as she knew her father's inflexibility too well to believe that he could be brought to approve of it; and she loved him too tenderly to grieve him by open opposition. With respect to her brother, it was still worse: he was a relentless persecutor of the Royalists, and was wholly destitute of his father's moderation in party matters. Matthew Godfrey had tenderly loved his wife, and for her sake he respected Mistress Moreton, and saw no impropriety in permitting his daughter to visit her frequently. As to the unfortunate adherents of the Stewart party, whom she might there meet with, he believed her early education had fortified her against imbibing their principles; and, while he condemned their conduct and opinions, he himself pitied their misfortunes. Marian had thus an opportunity at her aunt's, of frequently meeting the young and accomplished Herbert Lisle. Insensibly they became attached to each other. Marian wept over his ruined fortunes, and the perils to which he was exposed; and he loved to look on her beautiful countenance, and listen to her gentle voice; yet even more than that did he love her purity of heart, her simplicity of soul, and her noble and confiding disposition. In the first dawn of their attachment, they remembered not the perils by which they was surrounded, nor how eventually hopeless their love might prove. Soon, however, they were awakened from their dream of bliss, and the young soldier was obliged to follow the fortunes of his royal master. Yet he went secure in the possession of Marian's faithful and unchanging love. When he left her, though Marian bad fears for him, she had none for herself: she had bestowed her affection on Herbert Lisle, and she was resolved that no earthly power should compel her to abandon him. When the young king marched into England, after the unfortunate battle of Dunbar, Herbert Lisle obtained a short leave of absence; and, disguised, he reached London, where he again beheld his beloved Marian. But a thousand fears for his safety tormented her, and she urged his immediate departure. Herbert, however, refused to leave her: he might never see her more, or her friends would oblige her to forsake him. He tormented her and himself with a thousand groundless suspicions and harassing thoughts (for man knows not the unchanging nature of woman's true affection) and he eloquently urged that nothing short of her consenting to a private marriage would satisfy him, or calm his melancholy forebodings. It were vain to dwell on his affectionate entreaties. Marian, overpowered by his distress, and by her desire of hastening his departure from the metropolis, ultimately consented; and, in the presence of Mistress Moreton and the old nurse of her childhood, who had also been a faithful attendant upon her mother, did Marian become the wife of Herbert Lisle. On the bridal day they separated, and, as Herbert pressed her with rapture to his heart, and imprinted a farewell kiss on her lips, Marian seemed oppressed with a fearful presentiment that her happiness had vanished, and she trembled to think of the dangers to which her beloved Herbert was about to be exposed. From the day of their parting, Marian's health declined, and her depression of spirits became evident to every one. Indeed, for some time, she scarcely dared raise her eyes to her father's face, lest he should discover her secret; and her brother evidently seemed to suspect that she had some cause for her unhappiness. Marian, however, soon had ostensible reason for her melancholy, in the death of Mistress Moreton, which took place suddenly, about a week after Herbert's departure; and her father readily accepted, on her account, the offer which was made to him of taking up his abode for a short time in Holborn. The house which he inhabited had, at the back of it, an uninterrupted view of fields, meadows, and pasture lands, with pleasant shady lanes and humble cottages, a space of ground |