all that which depends on the structure of society, and on the civil and social vicissitudes it has undergone. Tales are more fitted to exhibit the innate propensities of the race, modified by the forms of society established among them: clear the tales of the effects of this modification, and of partialities; and what remains will tend to show in what degree these innate propensities of the animal called man are different in different races. A judicious combination of the impressions from all species of light writing among a literary people, might serve very well as a basis for forming a distinct idea of their character, and one far more accurate than can be traced out from the reveries of superficial travellers. In the following translations, great pains have been taken to preserve the substance and spirit of the jests, without deviating from the letter of the originals farther than was necessary to preserve an unrestrained and natural diction. The extreme difficulty of this must serve in some measure as an apology for the little blemishes, which, after all, will perhaps offend the eye of the too critical reader. Jests from the Chinese. 1. A man sent a note to a rich neighbour he was on friendly terms with, to borrow an ox for a few hours. The worthy old man was no scholar, and happened to have a guest sitting with him at the time, that he did not wish to expose his ignorance to. Opening the note, and pretending to read it; after reflecting a moment, turning to the servant, "Very good," says he, "tell your master I'll come myself presently." 2. Ming Vang, one of the judges in the shades below, sent up an Imp to this world of light, to fetch him a doctor of repute and skill. "When," says he, "you come to doctors before whose door there are no complaining ghosts, that's the man." The imp takes the charge, and up he ascends to the regions of light. Every doctor's house he passed had lots of angry injured ghosts thronging about, wailing and complaining of their wrongs. At last he comes to a house where he sees only one single ghost flitting backwards and forwards before the door. "This is my man," says he. "This must be a successful practitioner, and have a great name, no doubt." In return to his inquiry, the answer was, "Sir, this gentleman set up business but yesterday." 3. A young student could not fill his sheet of Theme. The examiner put him in a low class, and ordered him a correction. Showing his papers afterwards to a friend, ""Twas that half-sheet vacant that ruined me," says he: "I had committed no other fault."-"Oh no, no," says his friend, after looking at the papers, "tis all very well as it is; if you had gone on as you began, and filled the sheet, and shown it up, you would have been beaten to death." 4. A vintner drenched his customers with sour wine. Every one made faces at it, and could hardly gulp it down. A sarcastic wag gravely remarked, "I know an excellent method of treating such wine as this, so as to take off all its sourness. The vintner eagerly asked how. 'Why," says he, "you must take the jars, and place them up 66 A profound knowledge of the state of feelings of a people, and of its causes, cannot be had without consulting their highest species of literature, and particu larly their sacred writings. The profoundest of all probably requires a personal intercourse with them. side down with their bottom upwards. To these bottoms you must apply burning moxa seven times. On the morrow raise them up. There will be no sourness remaining."-" But," says the master, "how can you prevent the wine from all leaking out, so," "Well," replies the customer, " what then? What is the use of keeping such stuff as this?" 5. A portrait-painter, utterly without business, was advised by somebody to paint a likeness of himself and wife, sitting under the shade of a tree, and hang it up, that people might see and judge of his skill. He does so. One day his father-in-law came into the shop, and casting his eyes about, spies this new picture. "Pray, son-in-law," says he, "who is this woman you have painted here ?""Why, Sir, that's your own dear daughter."—" What!" says the father with some indignation, "do you paint my daughter sitting abroad with a stranger?”* THE FUNERAL BRIDE. An Italian Legend. IT is but daybreak-yet Count Leon's halls Jewels are by her that a king might give, His favourite daughter's dower; and her bright hair The orange buds were placed upon her breast,' Her mother saw-albeit she would not seem The crimson even from her lip was gone. * Such an action would be inconsistent with the Chinese ideas of propriety, She stood a statue which has every charm Next night, by torchlight, did they bear the bride But there was one whose misery was madness- Then came the greeting cold, the careless look, A flame, to which all things are oil, while safe At that time Genoa battled with the Turk, And all her young nobility went forth To earn their country and themselves renown: Then home they came again, and with them brought Tidings of victory o'er the infidel. Cesario was the first that sprung to land, While his name rose in triumph from the crowd, He drew his cloak around his martial garb, The garden nook, where one small hidden bower Was the green altar Memory raised to Love. How much the heart, in its young hours of passion, Delights to link itself with lovely things, With moonlight, stars, and songs, fountains and flowers; As if foreboding made its sympathy, Alike so very fair, so very frail! It was within this bower they wont to meet, Their thoughts, at least, should blend. And Isabel And the young warrior deem'd that he should meet 'Twas a sweet solitude, and mingled well Shook silver flowers from their blossom'd boughs, Stood the Madonna's image, the white arms Cross'd in the deep humility of love. Heavenward the sweet and solemn brow was raised, And lips, whose earthly loveliness yet seem'd With silver touched, grew mirrors for the moon ; A wreath of wither'd flowers. He gazed no more- At once from its high pitch of happiness. He sought her father's palace, for his fear Was more than he could suffer :-there he learnt He stay'd no question, but rush'd to the church, Scarce the lamp show'd the dim vault where he stood And down the warrior bow'd his face, and wept His eye to gaze on that once worshipp'd brow. Now answer'd to his own. No more, no more!— The legend of the Buried Bride is yet A household history in Genoa, Told by young lovers, in their day of hope, L. E. L. NICHOLAS, EMPEROR OF RUSSIA. Nikolai Pavlovitch I. Emperor of all the Russias, was born on the 7th July, 1796. His infantile and juvenile days were passed in the same manner as those of Alexander and Constantine,* and which have been already sufficiently explained. The Empress-Mother may be reckoned to have been the chief director of the education of most of the members of the Imperial family, and it was lucky for them, as well as for Russia, that a person of such rank, knowledge, integrity, and virtue, gave herself up to so noble and important an Occupation. In this task, in so far as relates to the younger branches, she was greatly assisted by the advice and care of the Emperor Alexander, who was extremely anxious that Nicholas and Michael should become princes of distinction, and that either of them might be adequate for ably replacing him on the throne of the Tsars. Nicholas was always of a mild, docile, and benevolent disposition, tinctured at times with caprice, obstinacy, and severity, more especially after he began to remark the influence of rank and power among the soldiery. Of late, however, while he has retained all his good qualities, we are informed that he has got rid of his bad passions, and now possesses the same calmness, placidness, and deliberation, as his predecessor on the throne. Indeed, it has long been a favourite idea in Russia, that he would, with time, become a second Alexander, and appearances seem to justify the prediction. The life, and especially the early life, of a good and tranquil prince, presents fewer materials for history, than that of an unprincipled and profligate one. Therefore, in the present case, we do not find many incidents worthy of remark, between the infancy and the manhood of the Emperor Nicholas the First. : Under the guardianship of General Lamsdorf, the education of Nicholas and his brother Michael was committed to able teachers, among whom two Germans, Mr. Henry Storch and Mr. Von Adelung, were the most distinguished the former is well known by his Picture of Petersburgh, his History of Russia, and his works on Polítical Economy; and the latter is celebrated as one of the first linguists of the age. From their long residence in Russia, as well as their acknowledged talents, these gentlemen were well fitted for the task imposed upon them, and both acquitted themselves with credit and with honour, and were well recompensed by Alexander. Storch's particular duty was to become what La Harpe had been to Alexander and Constantine; viz. to teach the Grand Dukes Nicholas and Michael geography, statistics, political economy, and the science of government; and more especially to give his pupils a complete knowledge of the people, the constitution, the administration, the laws, and the religion of the Russian empire. This was essential, as both princes had the probable, or at least the possible, chance of becoming monarch of Russia. Von Adelung instructed the Grand Dukes in languages and foreign literature. Without any superior powers of mind, both the Grand Dukes evinced considerable aptitude for the acquisition of knowledge; they were diligent scholars, and their progress and acquirements pleased the Emperor Alexander and the Empress-Mother. They have received an education befitting their high rank in life, and, as many of the states of Europe had an opportunity of witnessing during their travels, few princes are more polished; they would be ornaments to any court. Nicholas was always reckoned a young man of good principles, and is said to have shown much self-denial in respect of sensual gratifications; a circum It ought to have been remarked in the sketches of the lives of Alexander and Constantine, that Catharine the Second took immense pains herself in their early education. She wrote tales for their amusement, and composed several historical and moral essays, which were afterwards collected, under the title "Bibliothèque des Grands-Ducs Alexandre et Constantine." Vide Tooke's Catharine II. |