Vagabondiana, or Anecdotes and Portraits of Mendicant Wanderers in London; and Nollekins and his Times. This last work received some animadversions for having given publicity to many anecdotes which are considered of too private a nature. The Editor of the Gentleman's Magazine, to whom we are indebted for this sketch says, "Mr. Smith was very generally known, both from the various works which he published, and from the public situation which he filled at the British Museum. He was possessed of much kindness of disposition. Many an instance might be mentioned of his charitable and friendly assistance to young artists who have sought his advice. He had good judgment to discover merit where it existed, sufficient good feeling to encourage it, in a deserving object, and sufficient candour to deter from the pursuit, where he found there was no indication of talent. In short he could be a very warm and sincere friend; and he will be greatly regretted by many who have enjoyed his goodhumoured conversation and ever-amusing fund of anecdote; and particularly by the frequenters of the printroom at the Museum, where his unremitting attentions ensured for him the regard and respect of some of the first characters of the country. In Mr. Upcott's album he wrote a playful account of himself, in which is the following paragraph. "I can boast of seven events, some of which great men would be proud of. I received a kiss when a boy from the beautiful Mrs Robinson,-was patted on the head by Dr. Johnson,-have frequently held Sir Joshua Reynolds's spectacles,-partook of a pot of porter with an elephant,--saved Lady Hamilton from falling, when the melancholy news arrived of Lord Nelson's death,three times conversed with King George the Third,and was shut up in a room with Mr. Kean's lion.”* 12. 9. MID-LENT SUNDAY. ST. GREGORY DIED, A. D. 604. 17. ST. PATRICK DIED, A. D. 493. 18. EDWARD, KING OF THE WEST SAXONS DIED, A. D. 493. "It is an historical fact," says Mr. Hone, "that the wretched contriver of King Edward's murder passed the remainder of her days in dismal horror, and her nights brought no repose from the afflictions of her conscience. She obtained a kind of armour formed of crucifixes, wherein she encased herself, performed penances, built monasteries, and died universally execrated by the indignant people. The treachery of the crime occasioned a general distrust, no one would drink without security from him who sat beside him that he was safe while the bowl was at his lips; and hence is said to have originated the customary expression at table of I pledge you,' when one person invites another to drink first." 21. ST. BENEDICT DIED, A. D. 543. 21. SPRING QUARTER COMMENCES. * Mr. Kean brought up in his rooms a young lion, and having left Mr. Smith alone with the beast, was the cause of a most terrible fright, which made a lasting impression on Mr. Smith's mind. THE WELCOME OF SPRING. BY G. R. CARTER. The brightly-beaming Spring at length is seen D. L. RICHARDSON. Thou art welcome, thou art welcome, with thy changeful skies and show'rs, The song of birds, the gush of rills, the loveliness of flow'rs; The streams, released from icy chains, along the meadows bound, Like the warrior's charger when he hears the trumpet's thrilling sound; At everp step the earth is charm'd with music and with mirth, Thou art welcome, thou art welcome to the woods and joyful earth. The lark, thy festal messenger, is warbling in the sky, The violet, first-born of the year, unseals its sapphire eye, The sunbeams nurse the opening leaves, the bees are on the flow'rs, Thou art welcome, thou art welcome with thy changeful skies and show'rs. The ocean is magnificent, it hails thee as its bride, And the sea-mews float like wreaths of foam upon the sparkling tide; The gallant vessel breasts the wave with sunshine on its wing; At thy approach the buoyant fish amid the waters leap, Thou radiant daughter of the year! thy robe is green and bright, Thy ringlets wander with the breeze which roams o'er fields of light; The minstrelsies of hill and vale are tuneful at thy birth; Thou art welcome, thou art welcome to the sunny homes of earth! Thy gentle sway is felt by all, when, far beyond the deep, The gorgeous monarch of the west seems sinking into sleep; At thy command the mourner's path is beautified with flow'rs; Thou art welcome, thou art welcome with thy changeful skies and show'rs; 'Tis sweet to watch the silent moon, thy sister of the night, Explore the purple fields of heaven on wings of silver light; Thy lips, though mute, are eloquent, they bid the fancy start; Thou art welcome, thou art welcome to the meditative heart. The whole earth is instinct with thee, the skies reflect thy charms, And nature, like a grateful child, receives thee in her arms; Shall man be silent while the choirs of wood and mountain sing? No;-universal praise to thee, thou everlasting Spring! 25. 23. PALM SUNDAY. ANNUNCIATION OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN 28. GOOD FRIDAY. "The names of the two thieves, crucified with our Saviour," says Mr. Sandys, in his interesting volume, Christmas Carols, &c. "are said to have been Titus and Dumachus, of whom, the former prevented the latter from robbing Joseph and Mary, on their journey to Egypt with Jesus; who then foretold to his mother, that they should, thirty years afterwards, be crucified with him, and that Titus should go to Paradise." This is quoted, we suspect, from a book called "The Little Gospel," which professes to give an account of the infancy, childhood, and youth, of our Lord, ere he entered upon his public ministry, and which is, though of course apocryphal, held in great veneration by those who profess the corrupt christianity of the Greek church. However, that St. Jude, in his Epistle, has not disdained to mention the names of the "magicians who withstood Moses,"-i. e. Jannes and Jambres, and which he could only have received traditionally, should teach us, not wholly to reject as falsehood the traditional appellation of the two thieves, Titus and Dumachus. 29. SAMUEL DREW, M. A. DIED, AGEd 68. Mr. Drew was the son of a common labourer at St. Austell, in Cornwall, who was too poor to allow his children even time for common learning; the only instruction, therefore, that Samuel received was from his mother, who merely taught him to read easy words. At the age of six years, he was sent to a tin refining mill, where he worked for two-pence a day. At the age of ten he was bound to a shoemaker for nine years, but not being able to brook to the treatment he received, he left his master at the age of seventeen, and refused to return; he, however, continued to work at the same trade. At this period, the perusal of a provincial periodical awakened his mind to a sense of his ignorance, and aroused every energy for self-improvement. When twenty-three years of age, he commenced business on his own account in St. Austell, having already gained |