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like them, in striking descriptions of natural some humorous and some pathetic. Minister Tam scenery. He edited Gilpin's Forest Scenery, and Sir and Mary Ogilvy approach near to the happiest Uvedale Price's Essays on the Picturesque, adding efforts of Galt. The characters and incidents are much new matter to each; and he was commissioned alike natural and striking. The same year our to write a memorial of her Majesty Queen Victoria's author conciliated the evangelical dissenters by visit to Scotland in 1842. A complete knowledge an interesting religious compilation—Travels and of his native country, its scenery, people, history, Researches of Eminent English Missionaries ; including and antiquities-a talent for picturesque delineation a Historical Sketch of the Progress and Present State —and a taste for architecture, landscape-gardening, of the Principal Protestant Missions of late Years. In and its attendant rural and elegant pursuits, distin- 1831 Mr Picken issued The Club-Book, a collection guished this author. Sir Thomas was of an old of original tales by different authors. Mr James, Scottish family, representing lineally the houses of Tyrone Power, Galt, Mr Moir, James Hogg, Mr Lauder and Bass, and, through a female, Dick of Jerdan, and Allan Cunningham, contributed each a Braid and Grange. He died in 1848, aged sixty- story, and the editor himself added two-The Deer four.
Stalkers, and the Three Kearneys. His next work The Youth and Manhood of Cyril Thornton, 1827, was Traditionary Stories of Old Families, the first was hailed as one of the most vigorous and interest part of a series which was to embrace the legendary ing fictions of the day. It contained sketches of history of England, Scotland, and Ireland. Such college-life, military campaigns, and other bustling a work might be rendered highly interesting and scenes and adventures strongly impressed with truth popular, for almost every old family has some and reality. Some of the foreign scenes in this traditionary lore--some tale of love, or war, or work are very vividly drawn. It was the production superstition—that is handed down from generation of the late THOMAS HAMILTON, captain in the 29th to generation. Mr Picken now applied himself regiment, who died in 1842, aged fifty-three. He to another Scottish novel, The Black Watch (the visited America, and wrote a lively ingenious work original name of the gallant 42d regiment); and he on the new world, entitled Men and Manners in had just completed this work when he was struck America, 1833. Captain Hamilton was one of the with an attack of apoplexy, which in a fortnight many travellers who disliked the peculiar customs, proved fatal. He died on the 23d of November the democratic government, and social habits of the 1833. Mr Picken, according to one of his friends, Americans; and he spoke his mind freely, but was the dominie of his own tales-simple, affecapparently in a spirit of truth and candour. tionate, retiring; dwelling apart from the world,
Among the other writers of fiction who at this and blending in all his views of it the gentle and time published anonymously in Edinburgh was an tender feelings reflected from his own mind.' English divine, DR JAMES Hook (1771-1828), the only brother of Theodore Hook, and who was dean of Worcester and archdeacon of Huntingdon. To indulge his native wit and humour, and perhaps to This lady was authoress of Marriage, published spread those loyal Tory principles which, like his in 1818, The Inheritance, 1824, and Destiny, or the brother, he carried to their utmost extent, Dr Chief's Daughter, 1831-all novels in three volumes Hook wrote two novels, Pen Owen, 1822, and Percy each. We learn from Mr Lockhart's Life of Scott, Mallory, 1823. They are clever, irregular works, that Miss Ferrier was daughter of James Ferrier, touching on modern events and living characters, Esq., one of Sir Walter's brethren of the clerk's and discussing various political questions which table;' and the great novelist, at the conclusion of then engaged attention. Pen Owen is the superior the Tales of My Landlord, alluded to his sister novel, and contains some good-humour and satire on shadow,' the author of the very lively work entitled Welsh genealogy and antiquities. Dr Hook wrote Marriage,' as one of the labourers capable of gatherseveral political pamphlets, sermons, and charges. ing in the large harvest of Scottish character and
ANDREW PICKEN was born at Paisley in the year fiction.* In his private diary he has also mentioned 1788. He was the son of a manufacturer, and brought up to a mercantile life. He was engaged * In describing the melancholy situation of Sir Walter the in business for some time in the West Indies, year before his death, Mr Lockhart introduces Miss Ferrier in afterwards in a bank in Ireland, in Glasgow, and a very amiable light. To assist them (the family of Scott) in in Liverpool. At the latter place he established amusing him in the hours which he spent out of his study, and himself as a bookseller, but was unsuccessful, chiefly especially that he night be tempted to make those hours more through some speculations entered into at that frequent, his daughters had invited his friend the authoress feverish period, which reached its ultimatum in the of Marriage to come out to Abbotsford; and her coming was panic of 1826. Mr Picken then went to London to serviceable: for she knew and loved him well, and she had pursue literature as a profession. While resident seen enough of affliction akin to his to be well skilled in dealin Glasgow, he published his first work, Tales and ing with it. She could not be an hour in his company without Sketches of the West of Scotland, which gave offence the rest of the case. He would begin a story as gaily as ever,
observing what filled his children with more sorrow than all by some satirical portraits, but was generally and go on, in spite of the hesitation in his speech, to tell it esteemed for its local fidelity and natural painting. with highly picturesque effect, but hefore he reached the point, His novel of The Sectarian; or the Church and the it would seem as if some internal spring had given way; he Meeting-house, three volumes, 1829, displayed more paused, and gazed round him with the blank anxiety of look vigorous and concentrated powers; but the subject that a blind man has when he has dropped his staff. Unthinkwas unhappy, and the pictures which the author ing friends sometimes pained him eadly by giving him the drew of the Dissenters, representing them as selfish, catch-word abruptly. I noticed the delicacy of Miss Ferrier hypocritical, and sordid, irritated a great body of on such occasions. Her sight was bad, and she took care not the public. Next year Mr Picken made a more
to use her glasses when he was speaking; and she affected to successful appearance. The Dominie's Legacy, three
be also troubled with deafness, and would say: "Well, I am volumes, was warmly welcomed by novel readers, setting as dull as a post; I have not heard a word since you
said so and so," being sure to mention a circumstance behind and a second edition was called for by the end of that at which he had really halted. He then took up the
This work consists of a number of thread with his habitual smile of courtesy, as if forgetting his Scottish stories-like Mr Carleton's Irish Tales-case entirely in the consideration of the lady's infirmity.'
Miss Ferrier as 'a gifted personage, having, besides over their sorrow for the death of their father, the her great talents, conversation the least exigeante of old laird. "They sighed and mourned for a time, any author, female at least, whom he had ever seen but soon found occupation congenial to their nature among the long list he had encountered with ; in the little department of life: dressing crape; simple, full of humour, and exceedingly ready at reviving black silk; converting narrow hems into repartée; and all this without the least affectation broad hems; and, in short, who so busy, so of the blue stocking. This is high praise; but the important, as the ladies of Glenfern?' The most readers of Miss Ferrier's novels will at once recog- striking picture in the book is that of Mrs Violet nise it as characteristic, and exactly what they MacShake, who is introduced as living in a lofty would have anticipated. This lady was a Scottish lodging in the Old Town of Edinburgh, where she Miss Edgeworth—of a lively, practical, penetrating is visited by her grand-nephew Mr Douglas, and his cast of mind; skilful in depicting character and niece Mary. In person she is tall and hard-favoured, seizing upon national peculiarities; caustic in her and dressed in an antiquated style: wit and humour, with a quick sense of the ludicrous; and desirous of inculcating sound morality and attention to the courtesies and charities of life. In
[A Scotch Lady of the Old School.] some passages, indeed, she evinces a deep religious
As soon as she recognised Mr Douglas, she welcomed feeling, approaching to the evangelical views of him with much cordiality, shook him long and heartily Hannah More; but the general strain of her by the hand, patted him on the back, looked into his writing relates to the foibles and oddities of man- face with much seeming satisfaction; and, in short, kind, and no one has drawn them with greater gave all the demonstrations of_gladness usual with breadth of comic humour or effect. Her scenes gentlewomen of a certain age. Her pleasure, however, often resemble the style of our best old comedies, appeared to be rather an impromptu than a habitual and she may boast, like Foote, of adding many new feeling; for, as the surprise wore off, her visage resumed and original characters to the stock of our comic its harsh and sarcastic expression, and she seemed eager literature. Her first work is a complete gallery to efface any agreeable impression her reception might of this kind. The plot is very inartificial; but have excited. after the first twenty pages, when Douglas conducts And wha thought o' seein' ye enoo?' said she, in a his pampered and selfish Lady Juliana to Glenfern quick gabbling voice; 'what's brought you to the Castle, the interest never flags. The three maiden- toon? Are yo come to spend your honest faither's aunts at Glenfern-Miss Jacky, who was all over siller ere he's veel cauld in his grave, puir man?' sense, the universal manager and detected, Miss Mr Douglas explained that it was upon account of Grizzy, the letter-writer, and Miss Nicky, who his niece's health, was not wanting for sense either, are an inimitable 'Health !' repeated she with a sardonic smile, it family group. Mrs Violet MacShake, the last wad mak an ool laugh to hear the wark that's made remaining branch of the noble race of Girnachgowl, aboot young fowk's health noo-a-days. I wonder what is a representative of the old hard-featured, close- ye’re a' made o', grasping Mary's arm in her great handed, proud, yet kind-hearted, Scottish matron, bony hand—'a wheen puir feckless windlestraes-ye vigorous and sarcastic at the age of ninety, and maun awa' to Ingland for your healths. Set ye up! I despising all modern manners and innovations. wonder what cam o' the lasses i' my time that bute Then there is the sentimental Mrs Gaffaw, who [behoved] to bide at hame? And whilk o' ye, I sude had weak nerves and headaches; was above like to ken, 'll e'er leive to see ninety-sax, like me. managing her house, read novels, dyed ribbons, Health ! he, he !' and altered her 'gowns according to every pattern
Mary, glad of a pretence to indulge the mirth the she could see or hear of. There is a shade of old lady's manner and appearance had excited, joined caricature in some of these female portraits, not-most heartily in the laugh. withstanding the explanation of the authoress that
Tak aff yer bannet, bairn, an' let me see your they lived at a time when Scotland was very differ- face; wha can tell what like ye are wi' that snule o ent from what it is now-when female education a thing on your head?'. Then after taking an accurate was little attended to even in families of the highest survey of her face, she pushed aside her pelisse : rank; and consequently the ladies of those days head nor the muckle cuits othe Douglases. I kenna
• Weel, its ae mercy I see ye hae neither the red possessed a raciness in their manners and ideas that
I ne'er set een we should vainly seek for in this age of cultivation
whuther your faither has them or no. and refinement. It is not only, however, in satirising on him; neither him
nor his braw leddy thought it the foibles of her own sex that Miss Ferrier displays loss, by a' accounts.
worth their while to speer after me; but I was at nae such original talent and humour. Dr Redgill, a
You have not asked after any of your Glenfern medical hanger-on and diner-out, is a gourmand friends," said Mr Douglas, hoping to touch a more of the first class, who looks upon bad dinners to be the source of much of the misery we hear
sympathetic cord. of in the married life, and who compares a woman's man-fowk canna say awthing at ance.
Time eneugh-wull ye let me draw my breath,
An' ye bute reputation to a beef-steak-'if once breathed upon, to hae an Inglish wife tu, a Scotch lass wadna ser' 'tis good for nothing.' Many sly satirical touches ye. An' yer wean, I’se warran' it's ane o' the warld's occur throughout the work. In one of Miss Grizzy's wonders—it's been unca lang o comin'—he, he !' letters we hear of a Major MacTavish of the militia, "He has begun life under very melancholy auspices, who, independent of his rank, which Grizzy thought poor fellow !' said Mr Douglas, in allusion to his was very high, distinguished himself, and shewed father's death. the greatest bravery once when there was a very "An' wha's faut was that? I ne'er heard tell o' the serious riot about the raising the potatoes a penny like o't, to hae the bairn kirsened an' its grandfaither a peck, when there was no occasion for it, in the deein'! But fowk are naither korn, nor kirsened, town of Dunoon. We are told also that country nor do they wad or dee as they used to du-awthing's visits should seldom exceed three days—the rest changed.' day, the dressed day, and the pressed day. There You must, indeed, have witnessed many changes ?' is a great shrewdness and knowledge of human observed Mr Douglas, rather at a loss how to utter nature in the manner in which the three aunts got anything of a conciliatory nature.
*Changes !-weel a wat I sometimes wunder if it's worth the chowin'; weel a wat I begrudged my teeth the same warld, an' if it's my ain heed that's upon on't. Your muirfowl war nae that ill, but they're no my shoothers."
worth the carryin'; they're doug cheap i' the market But with these changes you must also have seen enoo, so it's nae great compliment. Gin ye had brought many improvements ?' said Mary in a tone of diffidence. me a leg ogude mutton, or a cauler sawmont, there
'Impruvements !' turning sharply round upon her; would hae been some sense in 't; but ye’re ane o' the what ken ye about; impruvements, bairn? A bonny fowk that'll ne'er harry yoursel wi’ your presents ; it's impruvement, or ens no, to see tyleyors and sclaters but the pickle powther they cost ye, an' I'se warran' leavin' whar I mind jewks and yerls. An' that great ye're thinkin' mair o'your ain diversion than o' my glowerin' New Toon there,' pointing out of her windows, stamick whan ye 're at the shootin' o' them, puir ?whar I used to sit an' luck oot at bonny green parks, beasts. an' see the coos milket, and the bits o' bairnies rowin' Mr Douglas had borne the various indignities levelled an' tumlin', an' the lasses trampin' i' their tubs—what against himself and his family with a philosophy that see I noo but stane an' lime, an' stoor an' dirt, an' idle had no parallel in his life before, but to this attack cheels an' dinkit oot madams prancin'. Impruvements, upon his game he was not proof. His colour rose, his indeed!'
eyes flashed fire, and something resembling an oath Mary found she was not likely to advance her uncle's burst from his lips as he strode indignantly towards fortune by the judiciousness of her remarks, therefore the door. prudently resolved to hazard no more. Mr Douglas, who His friend, however, was too nimble for him. She was more au fait to the prejudices of old age, and who stepped before him, and, breaking into a discordant was always amused with her bitter remarks, when they laugh as she patted him on the back: 'So I see ye 're did not touch himself, encouraged her to continue just the auld man, Archie-aye ready to tak the the conversation by some observation on the prevailing strums an' ye dinna get a thing your ain wye. Mony
a time I had to fleech ye oot o' the dorts when ye was Mainers !' repeated she, with a contemptuous laugh; a callant. Do ye mind hoo ye was affronted because ' what ca' ye mainers noo, for I dinna ken ? ilk ane I set ye doon to a cauld pigeon-pye an' & tanker gangs bang intill their neebor's hoos, an' bang oot o't, lo' tippenny ae night to your fowerhoors afore some as it war a chynge-hoos; an' as for the maister o’t, leddies—he, he, he! Weel a wat gere wife maun hae he's no o sae muckle vaalu as the flunky ahint his her ain adoos to manage ye, for ye're a cumstairy chyre. I' my grandfaither's time, as I hae heard him chield, Archie.' tell, ilka maister o' a family had his ain sate in his Mr Douglas still looked as if he was irresolute ain hoos; ay! an' sat wi' his hat on his heed afore whether to laugh or be angry. the best o the land, an' had his ain dish, an' was ay Come, come, sit ye doon there till I speak to this helpit first, an' keepit up his owthority as a man sude bairn,' said she, as she pulled Mary into an adjoining du. Paurents war paurents than-bairns dardna set bedchamber, which wore the same aspect of chilly up their gabs afore them than as they du noo. They neatness as the one they had quitted. Then pulling ne'er presumed to say their heeds war their ain i' a huge bunch of keys from her pocket, she opened a thae days—wife an' servants, reteeners an' childer, a' drawer, out of which she took a pair of diamond eartrummelt i' the presence of their heed.'
rings. Hae, bairn,' said she, as she stuffed them Here a long pinch of snuff caused a pause in the old into Mary's hand; they belanged to your faither's lady's harangue.
grandmother. She was a gude woman, an' had fourMr Douglas availed himself of the opportunity to an’-twenty sons an' dochters, an' I wuss ye nae waur rise and take leave.
fortin than just to hae as mony. But mind ye,' with "Oo, what's takin' ye awa', Archie, in sic a hurry? a shake of her bony finger, they maun a' be Scots. Sit doon there,' laying her hand upon his arm, «an' Gin I thought ye wad mairry ony pock-paddin', fient rest ye, an' tak a glass o' wine an' a bit breed; or haed wad ye bae gotten frae me. Noo had your tongue, maybe,' turning to Mary, ‘ye wad rather hae a drap and dinna deive me wi' thanks, almost pushing her broth to warm ye? What gars ye look sae blae, bairn? | into the parlour again; "and sin ye’re gawn awa' the I'm sure it's no cauld; but ye're just like the lave : morn, I'll see nae mair o' ye enoo—so fare-ye-weel. ye gang a' skiltin' about the streets half naked, an' But, Archie, ye maun come an' tak your breakfast wi' than ye maun sit an' birsle yoursels afore the fire at me. I hae muckle to say to you; but ye mauna be sae hame.
hard upon my baps as ye used to be,' with a facetious She had now shuffled along to the further end of grin to her mollified favourite as they shook hands and the room, and opening a press, took out wine and a parted. plateful of various-shaped articles of bread, which she handed to Mary.
Aware, perhaps, of the defective outline or story * Hae, bairn--tak a cookie-tak it up, what are you more pains on the construction of The Inheritance.
of her first novel, Miss Ferrier bestowed much feared for! it'll no bite ye. Here's t'ye, Glenfern, an' your wife an' your wean; puir tead, it's no had a very but we may mention that it is connected with high
It is too complicated for an analysis in this place; chancy ootset, weel a wat.'
The wine being drank, and the cookies discussed, life and a wide range of characters, the heroine being Mr Douglas made another attempt to withdraw, but a young lady born in France, and heiress to a in vain,
splendid estate and peerage in Scotland, to which, 'Canna ye sit still a wee, man, an' let me speer after after various adventures and reverses, she finally my auld freens at Glenfern? Hoo's Grizzy, an' Jacky, succeeds. The tale is well arranged and developed. an? Nicky ?-aye workin' awa' at the peels an' the drogs Its chief attraction, however, consists in the deli-he, he! I ne'er swallowed a peel nor gied a doit for neation of characters. Uncle Adam and Miss Pratt drogs a' my days, an' see an ony o' them 'll rin a race -the former a touchy, sensitive, rich East Indian, wi' me whan they're naur fivescore.'
and the latter another of Miss Ferrier's inimitable Mr Douglas here paid some compliments upon her old maids-are among the best of the portraits; but appearance, which were pretty graciously received; and the canvas is full of happy and striking sketches. added that he was the bearer of a letter from his aunt Destiny is connected with Highland scenery and Grizzy, which he would send along with a roebuck and Highland manners, but is far from romantic. Miss brace of moor-game.
Ferrier is as human and as discerning in her tastes * Gin your roebuck's nae better than your last, atweel and researches as Miss Edgeworth. The chief, Glenit's no worth the sendin' : poor dry fissinless dirt, no roy, is proud and irascible, spoiled by the fawning
of his inferiors, and in his family circle is generous a level with them in feeling, honesty, and the higher without kindness, and profuse without benevolence. moral qualities, were their education favourable. The Highland minister, Mr Duncan MacDow, The hero of Mr Morier's tale is an adventurer like is an admirable character, though no very prepos- Gil Blas, and as much buffeted about in the world. sessing specimen of the country pastor. Edith, the He is the son of a barber of Ispahan, and is sucheroine, is a sweet and gentle creation, and there cessively one of a band of Turkomans, a menial is strong feeling and passion in some of the scenes. servant, a pupil of the physician-royal of Persia, an In the case of masculine intellects, like those of the attendant on the chief-executioner, a religious authoress of Marriage and the great Irish novelist, devotee, and a seller of tobacco-pipes in Constanthe progress of years seems to impart greater soft- tinople. Having by stratagem espoused a richo ness and sensibility, and call forth the gentler Turkish widow, he becomes an official to the Shah ; affections. Miss Ferrier died in 1854, aged seventy- and on his further distinguishing himself for his two.
knowledge of the Europeans, he is appointed secretary to the mission of Mirzah Firouz, and
accompanies the Persian ambassador to the court of MR JAMES MORIER, author of a Journey through England. In the course of his multiplied adventures, Persia, and sometime secretary of embassy to the misfortunes, and escapes, the volatile unprincipled court of Persia, embodied his knowledge of the Hajji mixes with all classes, and is much in Teheran,
Koordistan, Georgia, Bagdad, Constantinople, &c. The work soon became popular. "The novelty of the style,' says Sir Walter Scott, 'which was at once perceived to be genuine oriental by such internal evidence as establishes the value of real old Chinathe gay and glowing descriptions of Eastern state and pageantry—the character of the poetry occasionally introduced-secured a merited welcome for the Persian picaroon. As a picture of oriental manners, the work had, indeed, a severe trial to sustain by a comparison with the then recent romance of Anastasius. But the public found appetite for both; and indeed they differ as comedy and tragedy, the deep passion and gloomy interest of Mr Hope's work being of a kind entirely different from the light and lively turn of our friend Hajji's adventures. The latter, with his morals sitting easy about him, a rogue indeed, but not a malicious one, with as much wit and cunning as enable him to dupe others, and as much vanity as to afford them perpetual means of retaliation; a sparrow-hawk, who, while he floats through the air in quest of the smaller game, is himself perpetually exposed to be pounced upon by some stronger bird of prey, interests and amuses us, while neither deserving nor expecting serious regard or esteem; and like Will Vizard of the hill, “the knave is our very good friend." Mr Morier, however, in the episode of Yusuf, the Armenian, and the account of the death of Zeenab, has successfully entered into the arena of pathetic and romantic description. The oriental scenes are the most valuable and original portions of Hajji Baba, and possess the attraction of novelty to ordinary readers, yet the account of the constant embarrassment and surprise of the Persians at Eng
lish manners and customs is highly amusing. The East in a series of novels—The Adventures of Hajjë ceremonial of the dinner-table, that seemed to them Baba of Ispahan, three volumes, 1824 (with a "absolutely bristling with instruments of offence," second part published in two volumes in 1828); blades of all sizes and descriptions, sufficient to have Zohrab, the Hostage, three volumes, 1832; Ayesha, ornamented the girdles of the Shah's household, the Maid of Kars, three volumes, 1834; and The could not but puzzle those who had been accustomed Mirza, three volumes, 1841. The object of his first simply to take everything up in their fingers. The work was, he says, the single idea of illustrating mail-coach, the variety of our furniture and accomEastern manners by contrast with those of England, modation, and other domestic observances, were and the author evinces a minute and familiar equally astonishing; but, above all, the want of cereacquaintance with the habits and customs of the monial among our statesmen and public officers surPersians. The truth of his satirical descriptions and prised the embassy. The following burst of oriental allusions was felt even by the court of Persia; for wonder and extravagance succeeds to an account of Mr Morier published a letter from a minister of a visit paid them by the chairman and deputy-chairstate in that country, expressing the displeasure man of the East India Company, who came in a which the king felt at the very foolish business of hackney-coach, and after the interview, walked the book. It is probable, however, as the author away upon their own legs. supposes, that this irritation may lead to reflection, “When they were well off, we all sat mute, only and reflection to amendment, as he conceived the occasionally saying: "Allah! Allah! there but Persians to be, in talent and natural capacity, equal one Allah!' so wonderfully astonished were we. to any nation in the world, and would be no less on What! India ? that great, that magnificent empire !
JAMES BAILLIE FRASER.
-that scene of Persian conquest and Persian glory! Historical Tale, edited by Mr Morier. This publica--the land of elephants and precious stones, the tion caused some disappointment, as the name of seat of shawls and kincobs!-that paradise sung the author of Hajji Baba excited expectations which by poets, celebrated by historians more ancient The Banished did not realise. The work is a than Irân itself!-at whose boundaries the sun is translation from the German, a tale of the Swabian permitted to rise, and around whose majestic moun- league in the sixteenth century. Mr Morier died tains, some clad in eternal snows, others in eternal at Brighton in 1849, aged sixty-nine. verdure, the stars and the moon are allowed to gambol and carouse! What! is it so fallen, so degraded, as to be swayed by two obscure mortals, living in regions that know not the warmth of the Mr JAMES BAILLIE FRASER, like Mr Morier sun? Two swine-eating infidels, shaven, impure described the life and manners of the Persians by, walkers on foot, and who, by way of state, travel in fictitious as well as true narratives. In 1828 he dirty coaches filled with straw! This seemed to us published The Kuzzilbash, a Tale of Khorasan, three a greater miracle in government than even that of volumes, to which he afterwards added a continuaBeg Ian, the plaiter of whips, who governed the tion under the name of The Persian Adventurer, the Turcomans and the countries of Samarcand and title of his first work not being generally underBokhara, leading a life more like a beggar than a stood: it was often taken, he says, for a cookery potentate.”'
book! The term Kuzzilbash, which is Turkish, Zohrab is a historical novel, of the time of Aga signifies Red-head, and was an appellation originally Mohammed Shah, a famous Persian prince, described given by Shah Ismael I. to seven tribes bound to by Sir John Malcolm as having taught the Russians defend their king. These tribes wore a red cap as to beat the French by making a desert before the a distinguishing mark, which afterwards became the line of the invader's march, and thus leaving the military head-dress of the Persian troops; hence enemy master of only so much ground as his cannon the word Kuzzilbash is used to express a Persian could command. This celebrated Shah is the real soldier; and often, particularly among the Toorkohero of the tale, though the honour is nominally mans and Oozbeks, is applied as a national designaawarded to Zohrab, an independent Mazanderini tion to the people in general. Mr Fraser's hero chief, who falls in love with the gentle and beautiful relates his own adventures, which begin almost Amima, niece of the Shah. The style of the work from his birth; for he is carried off while a child is light, pleasant, and animated, and it is full of by a band of Toorkoman robbers, who plunder his Persian life. Ayesha, the Maid of Kars, is inferior father's lands and village, situated in Khorasan, on to its predecessors, though certain parts-as the the borders of the great desert which stretches from description of the freebooter Corah Bey, and the the banks of the Caspian Sea to those of the river ruins of Anni, the Spectre City, the attack on the Oxus. The infant bravery of Ismael, the KuzzilRussian posts, the voyage to Constantinople, &c.-bash, interests Omer Khan, head of a tribe or camp are in the author's happiest and most graphic of the plunderers, and he spares the child, and keeps manner.
In this work Mr Morier introduces a him to attend on his own son Selim. In the camp novelty-he makes an English traveller, Lord of his master is a beautiful girl, daughter of a Osmond, fall in love with a Turkish maiden, and Persian captive; and with this young beauty, while the Englishman is beåring off the Maid of lovely as a child of the Peris,' Ismael forms an Kars to Constantinople, Corah Bey intercepts them, attachment that increases with their years. These and gets the lover sent off to the galleys. He is early scenes are finely described; and the misforreleased through the intercession of the English tunes of the fair Shireen are related with much ambassador, and carries his Eastern bride to Eng-pathos. The consequences of Ismael's passion force land. Ayesha, the heroine, turns out to be the him to flee. He assumes the dress of the Kuzzildaughter of Sir Edward Wortley! There are bash, and crossing the desert, joins the army of the improbabilities in this story which cannot be recon- victorious Nadir Shah, and assists in recovering the ciled, and the mixture of European costume and holy city of Mushed, the capital of Khorasan. His characters among the scenery and society of the bravery is rewarded with honours and dignities; East, destroys that oriental charm which is so and after various scenes of love and war, the cntire and so fascinating in Zohrab. The Mirza is Kuzzilbash is united to his Shircen. • Scenes of a series of Eastern stories, connected by an outline active life are painted by the author with the same of fiction like Moore's Lalla Rookh. In concluding truth, accuracy, and picturesque effect which he this work, Mr Morier says: 'I may' venture to displays in landscapes or single figures. In war, assert that the East, as we have known it in especially, he is at home; and gives the attack, the oriental tales, is now fast on the change—" C'est le retreat, the rally, the bloody and desperate close commencement de la fin." Perhaps we have gleaned combat, the flight, pursuit, and massacre, with all the last of the beards, and obtained an expiring the current of a heady fight, as one who must have glimpse of the heavy caoûk and the ample shalwar witnessed such terrors.' ere they are exchanged for the hat and the spruce A brief but characteristic scene-a meeting of pantaloon. How wonderful is it-how full of serious two warriors in the desert-is strikingly described, contemplation is the fact, that the whole fabric of though the reader is probably impressed with the Mohammedanism should have been assailed, almost idea that European thoughts and expressions mingle suddenly as well as simultaneously, by events with the author's narrative: which nothing human could have foreseen. Barbary, Egypt, Syria, the banks of the Euphrates and Tigris, the Red Sea, Constantinople, Asia Minor,
[Meeting of Eastern Warriors in the Desert.] Persia, and Afghanistan, all more or less have felt By the time I reached the banks of this stream the the influence of European or anti-Mohammedan sun had set, and it was necessary to seek some retreat agencies. Perhaps the present generation may not where I might pass the night and refresh myself and see a new structure erected, but true it is they have my horse without fear of discovery. Ascending the seen its foundations laid.'
river-bed, therefore, with this intention, I soon found a In 1838 appeared The Banished, a Swabian recess where I could repose myself, surrounded by green