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STORIES FOR THE YOUNG.
as to stay out of the water and be caught.
He was very quick and active, - would MY PETS.
pounce upon a great, green croaker, and
have him halved and quartered, and hid II. TOBY, THE HAWK.
away in a twinkling. I generally looked ABOUT the queerest pet that I ever had in another direction while he was at his was a young hawk. My brother Rufus, meals,-it is not polite to keep your eye who was a great sportsman, brought him on people when they are eating, and then home to me one night in spring. He had I couldn't help pitying the poor frogs. shot the mother hawk, and found this young But I knew that hawks must live ; and say half-fledged one in the nest. I received the what they might, my Toby never prowled poor orphan with joy, for he was too small about hen-coops to devour young chickens. for me to feel any horror of him, though I taught him better morals than that, his family had long borne rather a bad and kept him so well-fed that he was never
I resolved that I would bring him tempted to such wickedness. I have since up in the way he should go, so that when thought that, if we want people to do he was old he should not destroy chickens. right, we must treat them as I treated my At first, I kept him in a bird-cage, but hawk; for when we think a man steals after awhile he grew too large for his because his heart is full of sin, it may be quarters, and had to have a house built only because his stomach is empty of food. for him expressly. I let him learn to roost, When Toby had finished his meal, he but I tried to bring him up on vegetable would wipe his beak with his wing, mount diet. I found, however, that this would on my shoulder, and ride home again ; not do. He eat the bread and grain, to be sometimes, when it was a very warm day, sure, but he did not thrive ; he looked very and he had dined more heartily than usual, lean, and smaller than hawks of his age he would fall asleep during the ride, still should look. At last I was obliged to holding on to his place with his long, give up my fine idea of making an inno- sharp claws. Sometimes I would come cent dove out of the poor fellow; and one home with my pinafore torn and bloody on morning treated him to a slice of raw the shoulder, and then my mother would mutton. I remember how he flapped his scold me a little and laugh at me a great wings and cawed with delight, and what a deal. I would blush and hang my head hearty meal he made of it. He grew very and cry, but still cling to my strange pet ; fat and glossy after this important change and when he had got full-grown and had in his diet, and I became as proud of him wide, strong wings, and a great, crooked as of any pet I ever had. But my mother, beak that everybody else was afraid of, I after awhile, found fault with the great was still his warm friend and his humble quantity of meat which he devoured. She servant, still carried him to his meals said that he eat more beef-steak than any three times a day, shut him into his house other member of the family. Once, when every night, and let him out every mornI was thinking about this, and feeling a ing. Such a life as that bird led me! good deal troubled lest some day, when I Toby was perfectly tame, and never was gone to school, they at home might attempted to fly beyond the yard. I take a fancy to cut off the head of my thought this was because he loved me too pet to
save his board - bill, a bright well to leave me; but my brothers, to thought came into my mind. There was whom he was rather cross, said it was berunning through our farm, at a short cause he was a stupid fowl. Of course distance from our house, a large mill- they only wanted to tease me. I said that stream, along the banks of which lived Toby was rough, but honest ; that it was and croaked a vast multitude of frogs. true he did not make a display of his These animals are thought by hawks, as talents, like some folks; but that I had well as Frenchmen, very excellent eating. faith to believe that, some time before he So, every morning, noon, and night, I took died, he would prove himself to them all Toby on my shoulder, ran down to the to be a bird of good feelings and great mill-stream, and let him satisfy his appe- intelligence. tite on all such frogs as were really so silly Finally, the time came for Toby to be respected as he deserved. One autumn had the night before been laid in its place night I had him with me in the sitting ready for the morning, and on that log sat room, where I played with him and let my brother, his large black eyes staring him perch on my arm till it was quite wide open, yet seeming to be fixed on late. Some of the neighbours were in, nothing, and his face as pale as death. and the whole circle told ghost-stories, He seemed to have quite lost himself, for and talked about dreams, and warnings, the end of the log on which he sat was fast and awful murders, till I was half fright- approaching the saw. My father, with ened out of my wits ; so that, when I went great presence of mind, stopped the mato put my sleepy hawk into his little house, chinery, while one of my brothers caught I really dared not to go into the dark, William and pulled him from his perilous but stopped in the entry, and left himn to place. Another moment, and he would roost for one night on the hat-rack, saying have been killed or horribly mangled by nothing to any one. Now it happened that the cruel saw. With a terrible scream, my brother William, who was then about that was heard to a great distance, poor fourteen years of age, was a somnambulist, William awoke. He cried bitterly when —that is, a person who walks in sleep. he found where he was and how he came He would often rise in the middle of the there. He was much distressed by it for night, and ramble off for miles, always some time; but it was a very good thing returning unwaked. Sometimes he would for all that, for he never walked in his take the horse from the stable, saddle and sleep again. bridle him, and have a wild gallop in the As you would suppose, Toby received moonlight. Sometimes he would drive much honour for so promptly giving the the cows home from pasture, or let the warning on that night. Everybody now sheep out of the pen. Sometimes he acknowledged that he was a hawk of great would wrap himself in a sheet, glide about talents, as well as talons. But, alas? he the house, and appear at vur bedside like did not live long to enjoy the respect of a ghost. But in the morning he had no his fellow-citizens. One afternoon that recollection of these things. Of course, very autumn, I was sitting at play with we were very anxious about him, and tried my doll, under the thick shade of a mapleto keep a constant watch over him, but he tree, in front of the house. On the would sometimes manage escape fence near by sat Toby, lazily pluming from all our
Well, that night his wing, and enjoying the pleasant, there was suddenly a violent outcry golden sunshine,—now and then glancing set up in the entry. It was Toby, who round at me with a most knowing and shrieked and flapped his wings till he patronizing look. Suddenly, there was awoke my father, who dressed and went the sharp crack of a gun fired near, and down-stairs to see what was the matter. Toby fell fluttering to the ground. A He found the door wide open, and the hawk stupid sportsman had taken him for a wild sitting uneasily on his perch, looking hawk, and shot him in the midst of his frightened and indignant, with all his fea- peaceful and innocent enjoyment. He thers raised. My father, at once suspecting was wounded in a number of places, and what had happened, ran up to William's was dying fast when I reached him. Yet chamber and found his bed empty; he he seemed to know me, and looked up then roused my elder brothers, and, hav- into my face so piteously, that I sat down ing lit a lantern, they all started off in by him, as I had sat down by poor Ketupursuit of the poor boy. They searched rah, and cried aloud. Soon the sportsman, through the yard, garden, and orchard, who was a stranger, came leaping over but all in vain. Suddenly they heard the | the fence to bag his game. When he saw-mill, which stood near, going. They i found what he had done, he said he was knew that the owner never worked there at
very sorry, and stooped down to examine night, and supposed that it must be my the wounds made by his shot. Then Toby brother, who had set the machinery in roused himself, and caught one of his motion. So down they ran as fast as fingers in his beak, biting it almost to the possible, and, sure enough, they found bone. The man cried out with the pain, him there, clí by nimself. A large log and tried to shake him off
, but Toby stil!
held on fiercely and stoutly, and held on motion of the fan palm-tree, to have till he was dead. Then his ruffled wing whispered its origin to the Indian girl grew smooth, his head fell back, his beak beneath its shade. parted and let go the bleeding finger of Nay, Eve herself, in the bright sunshine
of an Eden noon, might have used such I did not want the man hurt, for he had leafy screen between it and her beauty ; shot my pet under a mistake; but I was for we know by implication that even not sorry to see Toby die like a hero. | in the temperature of Paradise there We laid him with the pets who had gone must have been a counterpoise to the cool before. Some were lovelier in their lives, of the day. but none more lamented when dead. I In a word, its origin appears to us to will venture to say that he was the first of date from the beginning—to be as old as his race who ever departed with a clean man's ingenuity and the necessity for conscience as regarded poultry. No care- shade in a tropical climate, and therefore ful mother hen cackled with delight on as proper to the islands of the Pacific the day he died,—no pert young rooster
as to the south of the celestial Empire; flapped his wings and crowed over his though, in the first, we find it in the grave. But I must say, I don't think that primitive shape of a bird's wing or a the frogs mourned for him. I thought bunch of feathers, and in the other, adorthat they were holding a jubilee that ned with the most curious and elaborate night; the old ones croaked so loud, and workmanship. the young ones sung so merrily, that I Scripture, by repeated references to the wished the noisy green creatures all quietly use of the fan as an instrument for windoing brown on some Frenchman's grid- nowing corn, proves that the Hebrews iron.
were intimate with it ; while the portraitures on the walls of the Egyptian
Saloon of the British Museum, descriptive A FLIGHT UPON FANS.
of the domestic life of this ancient people, as well as the inscriptions on some of the
sepulchral tablets, bear witness to its "What a subject to write upon!” common use amongst them. It was from claims perhaps some fair reader of the this nation that the Greeks and Romans Family Friend. Granted, gentle lady ; but borrowed the fan; and from Italy, cenhowever trifling you may consider a few turies afterwards, Catherine de Medicis stray thoughts on so homely a theme, introduced it in its present form at the there is nevertheless more importance court of France. in it than you may probably imagine. Previous to this period it resembled the Besides, tritles make up the pith and Aabellum of the ancients, or the fans at marrow of all that is useful and interest- present in use amongst the Chinese ladies, ing in the world's history. It was an being composed either of feathers mounted accident that made Corneille, the Shak- on a handle, or of painted silk or tiffany, spere of France, and Molière the great like handscreens in the present day. master of comedy. It was the same fortu- With us the fan is said to have made nate hazard that originated some of the its appearance in the time of Henry VIII., most wonderful discoveries of Newton, whose daughter, Elizabeth, seldom or ever Flamstead, and Franklin. Indeed, it appeared without one; and the fine gentlewould be tedious to mention the results men of her days, like the macaronis in the produced by a close attention to what are south of Italy, in Selden's time, were refrequently misnamed trifles; but we will markably fond of appearing with them ; enter at once upon our theme.
Shakspere, in “Love's Labour Lost," Chapters have been written, and a whole alludes to this prevailing foppery, when volume might be, upon the history and he makes Costard exclaim of the courtier associations connected with this little Boyet : instrument. In the orient, Nature herself
BY MRS. WHITE,
-O a most dainty man! appears to have taken the initiative, and To see him walk before a lady, and to bear a in the spreading branches and undulating
Talking of Shakspere reminds us, cluded. This is not the only instance, as that he has introduced a fan in the hand of we shall see, in which the exhibition of Margaret of Anjou, between 1445 and the passions, in the bosoms of great 1455, which is either an anachronism, or ladies, have taken sanctuary behind this else the supposition hazarded by some little screen. writers that it was originally introduced Catherine of Braganza, and her suite from the east, in the time of Richard II., of swarthy ladies, first introduced the use must be correct; but in the absence of any of the sun fan into England ; those huge other proof of its use, we must hold to our green shades that served the purpose former data.
of a parasol, and which were not wholly If I am not mistaken, a fan is men- exploded from the promenade till the tioned in the inventory of Henry VIII.'s latter part of George III.'s reign. wardrobe ; but their use was not general The dress fans of the merry monarch's till about 1572. The handle of the fan period appear to have been as expensively in Elizabeth's time appears to have been ornamented as any of those which had prethe most costly part of it, and Roland ceded them, and Grammont has informed White, in describing to his friend, Sir us of the value attached to French fans by P. Sidney the Earl of Leicester's recep- the ladies of the court. tion of Her Majesty at the Dairie-house, By this time the painting of these at Kew, in the year 1594, informs him elegant trinkets had become a branch of that on her first alighting, a fine fanne, art, which the first-rate artists of those with a "handle garnisht with diamonds,” days, as now, were not above exhibiting was presented to her.
their skill in. Generally, the subjects During the succeeding reign, and in the chosen for their adornment were of an days of Henrietta Maria, the feather fan Arcadian character, but sometimes love assumed a more graceful, but not less was mythologically treated, and the fan expensive form than those of the Eliza- shone resplendent with all the pretty bethan period ; and instead of being stif- devices which have rendered eloquent the fened by a band of gold around each stem, valentine-letters of later days. At others fell naturally and flowingly above a handle caricatures appeared on them; and in the of gold or silver filagree, and shaped like reign of George II., we find Loggan, the our present bouquet-holders, and occasion- ex-dwarf to the Prince and Princess of ally enriched with jewels.
Wales, who had established himself as a Folding fans, of painted silk or paper, fan-painter, at the south - end of the had also come into vogue; and it was Parade, at Tonbridge Wells, sketching possibly with one of these that Frances, on his wares with such fidelity (RichardCountess of Somerset, hid the conscious son tells us) that they were immediately guilt in her face during the reading of recognised as the most remarkable characthe indictment charging her with the ters that from season to season appeared inurder of Sir Thomas Overbury, at the on the walk. bar of the House of Lords.
Imagine the lively, sweet-tempered Miss “Whilst it was reading,” says Amos, Chudleigh, as the author of " Clarissa in his account of this celebrated trial, to Harlowe " calls her,—the after famous witness which £50 were given for a Duchess of Kingston,-in high-heeled corner of Westminster-hall, that would shoes, court hoop, and powdered hair, hardly contain a dozen, “the Countess making a group on one of them, with stood looking pale; alas ! what wonder Garrick, and Mrs. Frasi, the singer, and when the axe of the gentleman gaoler, the witty Duke of Wharton, and pretty though with its edge turned from her, Miss Peggy Banks, and old Colly Cibber, gleamed in front. She trembled and shed in laced hat and flowing peruke, dying tears, and at that part of the indictment at seventy-seven for a smile from the fair where the name of Weston, the actual and faulty maid of honour. Why, even perpetrator of the murder, was first men- those exquisite fans painted by Poggi, tioned, she put her fan before her face, and designed by Reynolds, Angelica and there held it covering her face till Kauffman, West, and Cipriani (fine the reading of the indictment was con- names these for our subject), which Sir
Joshua took Miss Burney to see which he had forbidden ; but the reday in March, 1781, lose by comparison partees in the drama happening to be in interest.
such as the spectators hearing them with One of the latter, by the way, this preoccupied minds, could readily apply diarist tells us, was bespoke by the cele- to the Queen, Mary was abashed, and brated Duchess of Devonshire, for a forced to hold up her fan to hide her conpresent to some Frenchwoman of rank, fusion, all the while turning round to ask and was to cost £30!
for her palatine, her hood, or any article Marston, in his satires, tells us that the of dress she could recollect.* feather fans of the sixteenth century But to come down to yet more modern sometimes cost £40; but modern extrava- times for a final association in connection gance in this article has far exceeded with our subject, methinks Miss Burthese prices; and Mr. Duvelleroy, whose ney's “Sweet Queen,” throughout the beautiful specimens of our subject have long course of that loyal lady's letters, attained an almost universal celebrity, has never looks so natural and womanly as on recently executed one for the Emperor that one occasion, when, during the conof Morocco, of which the jewels alone cost gratulatory address of the Vice-Chancellor more than £1,000.
of Oxford, on her royal husband's escape The period when Watteau painted them from assassination, she softened, and and Addison wrote his “ Discipline of the shed tears ; " which,” adds Her Majesty's Fan” appears to have been the meridian biographer, " she would not, however, of its fashion, and of the perfection of its encourage, but smiling through them, use in England. Under no circumstances dispersed them with her fan, with which was a lady dressed without it. It was as she was repeatedly obliged to stop their essential to her as to a Chinaman, whether coursing down her cheek.” he be an itinerant shoemaker, or one of But enough, we think, has been said the 7,300 ambulatory barbers of Canton, upon our theme to show how much more and its constant use familiarizing its fair might be added to invest it with fresh interowners with all the graceful evolutions of est for some of our readers this graceful which it is capable, rendered it scarcely trifle, which has so often induced misless attractive in the hands of an English chief and hidden pain, masked scorn, and belle than in those of a Spanish donna. covered blushes, and behind which re
It must have been like another hand in putations have been whispered away and that of a well-trained practitioner, com- the tenderest confessions have been uttered. manding, recalling, directing, caressing, and, from the pretty monitory shake or mischievous lap of some local coquetilla, FIDELITY. - Never forsake a friend. to the flutter expressive of so many emo- When enemies gather around when sick. tions-of tenderest agitation, or indig-ness falls on the heart—when the world is nant anger-a certain delicacy apper- dark and cheerless—is the time to try true tained to all its movements, full of friendship. They who turn from the scene piquant and graceful power.
of distress betray their hypocrisy, and We have seen it screening fear and prove that interest only moves them. If guilt in the pale face of the Countess of
you have a friend who loves you—who has Somerset; a little later, and the following studied your interest and happiness—be anecdote of Queen Mary, so iilustrative of
sure to sustain him in adversity. Let him her want of good taste and good feeling, feel that his former kindness is appreciexhibits another occasion on which (toated, and that his love was not thrown use Madame de Genlis's phrase), the fan away. Real fidelity may be rare, but it afforded “a veil and a countenance" exists in the heart. Who has not seen the royal offender.
and felt its power? They only deny its The only dramatic representation wit. I worth and power who have never loved nessed by Queen Mary, who encouraged a friend or laboured to make a friend every demonstration of public opinion happy. which her father had discountenanced, was the play of the “Spanish Friar,'' * “Memoirs of the Duchess of Marlborough."