To the AUTHOR of the MIRROR. SIR, AS you are very successful in delineating the manners of modern times, it might add, perhaps, to the effect of your pictures, if you sometimes gave a view of former manners. The contraft would be agreeable; and, if I may ufe the expression, would give a certain relief to your other delineations. I offer you a small sketch of an incident, supposed to have happened in the times of our forefathers. I flatter myself you have no objection to it on account of its being in verse. It is merely an outline; yet, I hope, it is so marked, as that concomitant circumstances, though not expressed, may readily be conceived. ΜΟΝΤΑNUS. The MARRIAGE of EVAL. I. Loud from JURA's rocky shore, Sudden Sudden from the bridal feast, The wild-deer from their close retreat, Down on the furious conflict gaze, Then to deep forests bend their nimble feet. II. Ah! that reckless speech should fire Goaded by vindictive rage Lo! the martial clans engage. Lo! the blade horrific gleams; The white foam on the fea-beat shore. Ah! who will fuccour his afflicted bride? FIL Lo! she flies with headlong speed; "Bloody, bloody was the deed;" Wild with piteous wail, she cries, Tresses torn and streaming eyes; "Lift, O! gently lift his head : " Lay him on the bridal bed; "My kinsmen! - cruel kinsmen ye! "Thefe your kindliest deeds to me!"Yes, the clay-cold bed prepare, "The willing bride and bridegroom there "Will tarry; will for ever dwell."Now, inhuman men, depart; "Go, triumph in my broken heart."She said, she figh'd, a breathless corse she : fell. N° 97. N° 97. TUESDAY, April 11. 1780. To the AUTHOR of the MIRROR. SIR, YOUR correfpondent K. B. has well de scribed the calamitous condition of a pri vate tutor, without money or friends. Perhaps it will afford him fome confolation, to hear of one who needlessly entangled himself in difficulties of a like nature. My father bred me to the study of letters, and, at his death, left me in poffeffion of a fortune, not fufficient to check my industry in the pursuit of knowledge, but more than fufficient to secure me from servile dependence. Through the interest of his friends, I obtained an honourable and lucrative office; but there were certain arrangements to be made, which delayed my admiffion to it for a twelvemonth. While I was confidering in what way I might beft fill up this interval of life, an acquaintance of mine requested, as a particular favour, that I would bestow the year year which I could call mine, in reading with the only fon of the rich Mr Flint. The conditions offered were uncommonly advantageous, and fuch as indeed flattered the vanity of a young man. For understanding my story, it is fit that you should be informed of the characters of that family into which I was received with so many marks of favour and distinction. Rowland Flint, Efq; was born of poor but honest parents; they made a hard shift to have him inftructed in reading, and even in writing and arithmetic, and then they left him to find his way through the world as he best could. The young man, like a philosopher, carried about with him all that was truly his own, his quill and his ink-holder; he attached himself to one of the fubordinate departments of the law, in which his drudgery was great and his profits fcanty. After having toiled for many years in this humble, content ed, and happy vocation, he was fuddenly raifed to opulence by the death of an uncle. This uncle went abroad at a very early period of life, with the fixed resolution of acquiring a competency, and then of enjoying it at home. But that competency, which filled up |