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Life and its Varieties- The Tradesman's Child 17 The Ballad Singer of Limerick-(Continued 146) 132
Life and its Varieties—The Emigrant
49 The Ballad Singer of Limerick-(Continued 179) 163
The Old Gentleman in the Snuff Coloured Coat 54 The Young Physician-(Concluded)
Ossian's Poems-Morna-(Continued. 82) 57 The Irish Emigrant's Farewell
Irish Legends, The Bashee
The Human Body
Reminiscenses of a Barrister-Murder Will Out 97 Poetry-Lines written in Duleek Churchyard 235
Chronicles of Sienna-(Continued 348) 318 Animal Magnetism
Measures of Weight
THE DUBLIN JOURNAL
OF TEMPERANCE, SCIENCE, AND LITERATURE.
VOL. II.-No. 1.
PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY.
of Irish worthies, remarkable for genius, talent, and A correspondent, whose letter we subjoin, has creative power, let us dever fail to emblazon, in
brilliant characters, the melodious name of_Ossian. brought before us matter for fair and impartial examination. He is a lover of Erin's immortal bard,
TO THE EDITOR OF THE DUBLIN JOURNAL.
24th Oct., 1842. and regrets, in common with other Irishmen, that this gifted child of song should lie comparatively un
DEAR SIR-On lately looking over No. 80 of the Monthly noticed and unknown. What did Macpherson in his Magazine for Sept.
, 1820, published by Bently, of Dorset-street, version but rend into prosaic piecemeal, like the torn London, I found the following singular announcement:
"Extract of a letter from Belfast, dated 4th August, 1820.Absyrtus, the body and soul of the poet's creations ?
Discovery of the Original Ossian 's Poems.--On opening a vault The disjecta membra poetæ were distinguished, no where stood the cloisters of the old Catholic Abhey at Connor,
founded by St. Patrick, the workmen discovered an oak chest doubt, but the poetic fire was, phænix-like, inde
of curious workmanship, the contents of which proved to be a structible; else, it were quenched for ever. We have translation of the Bible in the Irish character, and other MSS. no doubt but that the original MS. of our bard, in that language. The chest was immediately forwarded to
the Rev. Dr. Henry, who, not knowing the aboriginal language, alluded to in the subjoined letter, lies in the archives
sent it to Dr. Macdonald, of Belfast, who soon discovered the of the Belfast Academy. Dr. Macdonald certainly, MSS. to be the original poems of Ossian, written (rend copied) we would say, who examined it, would be able to give by an Irish friar of the name of Terence O'Neal, in the year the required information; and our hope is, that he
Now you would greatly oblige some of your antiquarian will do so. As to the genuineness of the poems alluded readers (and myself among the number) by giving any inforto, we have no difficulty; for where is it more
mation in your power respecting these highly interesting and likely to find an author's works than in the country valuable national MSS. I should like to know what has be. of his birth ?_where would the broken strings be come of them, and also of a translation said to be written by found but where the lyre was wont to hang ?--and Baron Harold, and dedicated to our countryman, the celebrated where, we would emphatically demand, could such a Edmund Burke, which, it is said, greatly surpasses Macgarland of wild flowers be enwreathed, redolent of pherson's. beauty and romance, but in the.“ Sweet land of the
I am, Sir, yours most respectfully, West”? Yes, we fully agree with Lady Morgan, that Ossian was a veritable Irishman, and believe
TO OUR CONTRIBUTORS. that, like the Spartan Tyrtæus, he called forth such strains from his rude chords, that, by thus inspiriting but we cannot insert them. Many of them, we per
We are very grateful for several contributions ; his countrymen to battle, he used as fatal a weapon ceive, are of a high order, but we are sedulously as if he discharged his arrows from the bow-string anxious to “make no honest man our foe” by an Love, too_that universal ingredient in the composi- attack on any one. The slightest tincture of religious tion of a true-hearted Irishman_beams from his untutored verse; nor can we find a more appropriate
or political acrimony, we may say with Horace, and name to call him than the Irish Homer, in order to promise too_" procul abfore chartis." There is a express all we think and feel concerning him.
common green spot yet in the Emerald Isle, where
all that love their country can cordially shake hands. It may be said, that as the Celtic and Erse dia- Thither we invite them in the spirit of love and good lects closely approximate, so, it is not unlikely that
will. what was really Scotch would be called Irish. To
We wish it to be particularly understood that we this we reply, that remark cuts as much one way as
will not insert any paper or correspondence of which another. For why is it not as likely that our north.
the entire has not been forwarded. ern friends should have appropriated Ossian, though thoroughly Irish, as we believe he was ? Let us
All articles sent to us for insertion we shall assume are then, respect his memory, and esteem him as our own.
ORIGINAL, excepting, of course, such as are acknowledged to Let us proudly point to him as the Chaucer of Irish
be selections, or which we know to be so. We, therefore, shall poetry, who brought the first-fruits of his effusions not ticket each paper, prose or as "original" in future, as an offering to the Epic Muse; and in the long roll Such is the custom cf other periodicals.
THE ANONYMOUS LETTER.
rival, and did not bear with equanimity the success,
(which, to every one but himself, was apparent,) but “For jealousy is the rage of a man, therefore he will not spare set afloat various slanderous rumours, in order to in the day of vengeance."—Prov, vi. 34.
injure him in the estimation of the girl's mother, who “Cut off even in the blossom of my sin,
had all along opposed him, and countenanced Thurlo. Unhouselled, unanointed, unanealed,
Harassed and irritated by the conduct of Jane, No reckoning made, but sent to my account
Thurlo at length resolved to come to an understand. With all my imperfections on my head.”—
ing on the subject; and with this resolution, having
screwd his courage up to the sticking point, he set The following sketch, all the events of which are off late one evening to her mother's dwelling, and perfectly true, is written with the hope that it may be arrived there just in time to see the man he detested
leave the house. This did not alter his purpose, the means of exhibiting in its true colours the base but rather sharpened it, inasmuch as his rising anger practice of anonymous letter-writing, and of pointing proved more than a match for the bashfuluess which out the evil effects which sometimes result from it. before had oppressed him. If it should be the means of preventing a single ano
“ Well, Jane,” said he, on entering, “ I hope
you have had a pleasant visit from Mnymous letter from being written, the author will
" A very pleasant one, I can assure you,” was the consider that he has rendered some service to society, reply. ** And may I ask,” returned he, “what and that his labour has not been in vain :
brought him here at this hour?" Perhaps the
same business brought him here that brought your. A very few years back, there resided, near the town self.” This reply staggered Thurlo not a little : of N-ch, in Cheshire, a nurseryman and gardener, but summoning up his courage, which was ebbing named Thurlo, who bore amongst his neighbours, fast, he again addressed her—" That may or may and indeed amongst all those who had any dealings not be, but let us go now to your mother, and I will with him, a high reputation for steadiness and inte, tell you my business by and bye." grity. The consequence was, that his fruits and
They accordingly went in, and sat chatting with the Howers were always most sought after, and every one old woman, who, in about half an hour, retired to wished to procure their seed from his shop, knowing bed, leaving the lovers alone. He immediately seized that they could safely rely upon its being good and the opportunity, and pleaded his cause with all the recent. 'Added to all this, he was of a very hand. ardour and eloquence of impassioned love. some exterior ; and this, we know, is no small attrac
Jane, however, was insensible to every solicitation ; tion to the soft sex, of whom the greater part of his she, in the most heartless way, resolved to make the customers consisted. He had been in business a
man she really loved, thoroughly miserable, by little more than six years, when the circumstances leaving him in distressing doubt, and thus immolated occurred which led to the tragical catastrophe of this his most sacred feelings on the demon altar of her narrative. As I have before said, he was a pretty inordinate vanity. After having plied her in vain general favourite ; yet the most excellent will have with every species of prayers and entreaties, Thurlo their enemies, and he was not an exception. There went away angry and dispirited, threatening, as he was one individual, who took every opportunity of took his departure, that she should yet sorely regret making him feel his enmity, and this apparently for her obstinacy. When he was gone, she felt comno other reason than that he, through integrity and punctious visitings for her conduct, and, with dire good conduct, had stepped into a business, which the misgivings lest she should have alienated him for ever, other had lost through dishonesty and dissipated and foreboding of some coming calamity, she sat by habits. This person had at one time been his bosom the fire occupied with painful reflections, until it had friend, but latterly their friendship had ceased, and quite burned out, when, suddenly recollecting herself, gave place to deepest hatred; thus verifying the trite she retired to bed, where she cried herself to sleep. remark, that he who has injured you will be your most But, alas! matters did not end here. A few days inveterate foe. But here we must introduce to our subsequent to the evening to which I have alluded, readers a new and rather important character in this Thurlo, whose love for Jane was still as strong as eventful drama-viz., Miss Jane — who, for beauty both of face and figure, bore the palm from all, it, received an anonymous letter, bearing the post
ever, although his pride forbade him to acknowledge whether aristocratic or otherwise, who frequented mark of a distant town. This letter stated that his Thurlo's garden ; she was indeed a perfect little sweetheart had absolutely pledged herself to his derustic beauty, and, had you seen her tripping lightly tested rival. to market, with her basket of fruits and Howers, you This intelligence was maddening and unexpected, would have agreed with me that a poet or a painter for he had hitherto all along attributed her behaviour might make her the model for his Pomona or his
to the real cause, and consequences resulted which, Flora, and acknowledge that it was no wonder a
it is to be hoped, the unhappy author neither foresaw susceptible heart should be deeply interested for her. nor intended. Thurlo fell sick, so much so, that he
My readers, I am sure, anticipate that Mr. Thurlo was obliged to keep his bed for two days. During is unable to resist her attractions, and falls despe- that period, when his mind had full leisure to brood rately in love with the fruit girl. He too was not over his imagined loss, he formed the resolution, the without favour in her eyes. No, no-Miss Jane had moment he was able to get up, to go once more to rather too much sense, and too little inclination, to re-Jane, and ask her to become his; and, should she ject such a promising suitor ; but, like most women, refuse, he made up his mind (to use his own expreshaving a spice of the coquette in her disposition, sion) that “if he should not have her, no one else she was in the habit of frequently making her swain should.” wretched. This she managed to do by leading him Jane also, during this interval, had received another to believe, from sundry hints and inuendoes, that she anonymous letter, telling her that Thurlo was not the had another more fortunate suitor, and to insinuate man she thought him : that not only was he wooing that the man whom I have mentioned as his bitterest her for the sake of her money, (about £300,) but enemy, was the favoured one in her affections. This that, at the same time, he was attached to an improper statement, although really untrue, yet to Thurlo it female. This intelligence touched two of the most bore the semblance of truth, and not groundless, for sensitive chords of a woman's heart-and, alas ! too the person alluded to had, from the first, been his true they responded.