by the Governor of Venice, the President and Society of the Belles Artes, and public authorities, members of the University of Padua, &c. and was there placed on a temporary cenotaph, where a solemn dirge was performed, the Patriarch Archbishop officiating. After the service the body was removed to the hall of the Belles Artes, where a funeral oration was pronounced by his friend Count Cicognara, President of the Society, the Governor, Archbishop, and other personages being present. He delivered the speech with much eloquence and feeling, making merited eulogiums on his character, and giving a brief sketch of his lifethat his memory was engraven on the back of the past century, and on the front of the present. 14. At Fortissat, Mrs Meek of Fortissat, aged 90. -In Minto Street, Newington, George Sandilands, Esq. 15. At Knowsouth, Mrs Chatto, wife of Alex. Chatto, Esq. late of Mainhouse. -At Edinburgh, Esther Christal, wife of Mr David Watson, writer in Edinburgh. Peter Brown, Esq. of Rawflat. -At Terendrish, the Rev. Thomas Ross, D. D. minister of the parish of Kilmanivaig. -At Largo, Mrs Anna Farnie, wife of Mr John Smith. 16. At her house, in the Adelphi Terrace, in her 99th year, Eva Maria, relict of the late David Garrick, Esq. who expired suddenly, while sitting in her chair. Notwithstanding her extraordinary age, she had so little previous indisposition of any kind, that she had intended to be present that evening at the re-opening of Drury Lane Theatre, of which she was a considerable share-holder. Her maiden name was Violette, and she was a native of Germany, not Italy, as was generally supposed. She was born at Vienna, where she was a dancer highly admired. At an early age she was taken under the protection of Lord and Lady Burlington, with whom she resided at her marriage. It is understood that Lord Burlington gave her £6000 as a marriage portion when she united with our unrivalled Roscius, in the July of 1749. Mis Garrick was remarkably beautiful in her face and person, and till her death she retained that erect deportment which she derived from her original profession. - At Edinburgh. Mrs Walker, relict of David Walker, Esq. St Andrews. At Haughton, near Darlington, Major John Malcolme, late of the East India Company's sexvice. 16. Mrs Corbet, wife of Cunningham Corbet, Esq. At Fort William, Mrs Stevenson, wife of Mr William Stevenson, storekeeper, Fort William. 17. At Bellwood, parish of Glencorse, Miss Margaret Bertram. 19. In Great Coram Street, London, on his way from Scotland to Geneva, Dr Alex. Marcet. -In Leicester Square, London, after a long and painful illness, Thomas Mackenzie, Esq. M. P. 20. At Haddington, Mr James Forrest. 22. At Southford, Mrs Stenhouse, sen. in the 80th year of her age. -At West Binny, Linlithgowshire, Mr Thomas Veitch, farmer. The infant son of his Royal Highness the Prince of Orange. - Esq. At Castle-Douglas, Watson Scott, of Kelton, 23. 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In a few days will be published, THE SECOND EDITION OF BLACKWOOD'S EDINBURGH MAGAZINE, No. LXVIII. FOR SEPTEMBER, 1822. CONTENTS. I. THE KING. II. The King's Visit to Edinburgh. By a Londoner, but no Cockney. III. Edinburgh Royal Days' Entertainments.-The Second Voy- age of Omai the Traveller. IV. The Gathering of the West, or, "We're come to see the King." V. The Sorrows of the Stot. VI. Hogg's Royal Jubilee, &c. VII. Letter from a Goth, on the Celts, &c. VIII. Glengarry versus the Celtic Society. IX: Noctes Ambrosianæ, No. VI. X. L'Envoy to the King. Christopher North. PRINTED FOR WILLIAM BLACKWOOD, EDINBURGH; AND T. CADELL, STRAND, LONDON. TO THE BINDER. Place the Contents of each Number immediately after the Title-page of the Volume. ΧΡΗ ΔΕΝ ΣΥΜΠΟΣΙΩ ΚΥΛΙΚΩΝ ΠΕΡΙΝΙΣΣΟΜΕΝΑΩΝ [This is a distich by wise old Phocylides, An ancient who wrote crabbed Greek in no silly days; Meaning, PHOC. ap. Ath. ""TIS RIGHT FOR GOOD WINEBIBBING PEOPLE, "NOT TO LET THE JUG PACE ROUND THE BOARD LIKE A CRIPPLE; "BUT GAILY TO CHAT WHILE DISCUSSING THEIR TIPPLE." An excellent rule of the hearty old cock 'tis— And a very fit motto to put to our Noctes.] C. N. ap. Ambr. DIE VENERIS, Nocte 15ta Mensis Decemb. PRESENT THE EDITOR'S MOST EXCELLENT MAGAZINITY, IN COUNCIL. NORTH, (proloquitur.) Mr Odoherty, it is to be hoped you have not come to such an affair as this, to eat the flesh of the wild boar of the forest, and the red-deer of the hills, at the expense of our noble friend, without preparing a small canticle in honour of his gifts-something in the occasional way, as it were? ODOHERTY. If the Hogg will take the Boar, I will venture on the Deer. HOGG. Done for a saxpence here's my thumb: Sing ye awa, Captain, and I'll be casting for an eedèa in the meantime. ODOHERTY. Look sharp, if you get a nibble, Shepherd-I nunc et versus,-here goes then. ODOHERTY sings. There's a Spanish grandee on the banks of the Dee, A fine fellow is he-a finer is none; For though he's so great, and high in estate, Then fill to Lord Fife, in condiments rife To the end of this life his career may he run; And his tree that hath stood, at the least since the Flood, Oh, may't flourish and bud till our Planet's undone ! VOL. XII. 4 M II. When our Monarch was here, this munificent peer III. How genteel were his looks-not at all like some dukes, If a man of that rank must sport such a shank, But I'd rather, by half, have the Thane's rousing calf, IV. Fill a glass to the brim, and down pour it to Him And some slices we've chew'd of a very fine Deer; V. Let us hope he'll produce such affairs for the use NORTH. Very well, Adjutant: You are all filled; take the time from me-The THANE! (Here the roof is nearly brought down with a three-times-three.) HOGG. But wha ever heard o' wild boars in Scotland at this time o' day? NORTH. Why, I believe the Thane has introduced the breed among the remains of the old Caledonian forest on his Mar estate. HOGG. What a grand country that is o' the Thane's! Did you never see it, Mr North? NORTH. Only a slight view when I was at Deeside, for our famous 12th of Augustbut I'm sure 'tis not for want of invitations I don't see more of it. Here is a letter I had from the Thane this morning, in answer to my acknowledgment of the hamper which has just been contributing to your comforts. * Vide Hume passim. |