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walk by the side of their horses; while others squat on the ground (covered for the occasion with rich Turkey carpets), smoke long pipes, sip coffee, eat sweet-cakes or boiled Indian maize, drink iced water, and talk gossip; hawkers threading their way amongst the varied groups, displaying their wares of female ornament or tempting eatables.
On our first landing, a gay cäique (a Turkish light boat), adorned with bright green cloth, fringed with gold, dashed proudly up. In its bow there squatted on his feet, in Turkish discomfort, a black slave, who sprang like a tiger to the bank the moment the boat grazed the side. Calling a carriage that awaited his arrival, he assisted his fair mistress to land. She was exquisitely beautiful, her alabaster complexion, with dark eyes and eyebrows, contrasting favourably with his dark skin; while her gorgeous flowing dress of brightest green was rendered more beautiful by the pale pink frock of the lovely little girl, whom she led by the hand. They were, no doubt, the wife and child of some wealthy Turk, come up from the close atmosphere of the Sublime Porte to take an airing in the fresh breezes of the Bosphorus. Darting quickly into their carriage, they drew down the curtains, and were concealed from public gaze, while, at walkingpace, they took their place in the rank of these painted coaches, which now, in a continuous stream, paced backwards and forwards round the green.
It was a very curious sight. Whole rows of ladies sitting together, in companies, cross-legged, on their Turkey carpets, each clad in the flowing cloaks of their country, of the brightest possible hue and every shade of each colour,-no two alike, a brilliant vermilion, mauve, or gold, leaf-green, amber, and fawn. These were the fashionable colours; and chocolate, brown, or black, those of the poorer class. At a little distance were stationed sellers of cheap wares,-old-fashioned brown earthenware, crockery, combs, hand looking-glasses, &c.;
or again, muslins, shawls, various ladies' requisites—all spread upon the ground like a village fair. The sellers of tobacco, fusees, ice, lemonade, cold-water, and melons, carried round their several beverages, and were generally followed by the hawkers of sweetbread, cakes, and sweetmeats. Under the trees was an out-door cafè, where we could sit on low stools, and sip our coffee from tiny coffee-cups. Under a tree was a small fire-place, like that of a village blacksmith, furnished with bellows, and heated with charcoal, over which the coffee is boiled in a little brass coffee-pot. The coffee, ground with a pestle and mortar into the finest dust, is placed, with sugar and a little water, in the pot, and boiled upon the charcoal fire. When it begins to boil over, it is taken from the fire and shaken, then allowed to boil up again. This is repeated three times, when it is poured into small cups and handed round. Each cup contains about two table-spoonsful; and you are expected to drink the sediment as well as the liquid.
Rev. J. Ridgway.
THE EXECUTION OF CHARLES I.
THE street before Whitehall was the place designed for the execution of Charles I.; for it was intended, by choosing that place in sight of his own palace, to display more evidently the triumph of popular justice over royal majesty. When the king came on the scaffold, he found it so surrounded with soldiers that he could not expect to be heard by any of the people: he addressed, therefore, his discourse to the few persons that were about him, particularly Colonel Tomlinson, to whose care he had lately been committed, and on whom, as on many others, his amiable deportment had wrought an entire conversion. He justified his own innocence in the late fatal wars,
and showed that he had not taken arms till after Parliament had enlisted forces; nor had he any other object in his warlike operations than to preserve that authority entire, which his predecessors had transmitted to him. He threw not, however, the blame on the Parliament; but was more inclined to think that all instruments had interposed, and raised in them fears and jealousies with regard to his intentions. Though innocent towards his
people, he acknowledged the equity of his execution in the eyes of his Maker; and observed, that an unjust sentence, which he had suffered to take effect, was now punished by an unjust sentence on himself. He forgave all his enemies, even the chief instruments of his death; but exhorted them and the whole nation to return to the ways of peace, by paying obedience to their lawful sovereign, his son and successor.
When he was preparing himself for the block, Bishop Juxon called to him," There is, sire, but one stage more, which, though turbulent and troublesome, is yet a very short one: consider it will soon carry you a great way-it will carry you from earth to heaven; and there you will find, to your great joy, the prize to which you hasten-a crown of glory." "I go," replied the king, "from a corruptible to an incorruptible crown, where
no disturbance can have place." At one blow was his head severed from his body. A man in a vizor performed the office of executioner; another, in a like disguise, held up to the spectators the head, streaming with blood, and cried aloud,-"This is the head of a traitor."
It is impossible to describe the grief, indignation, and astonishment which took place, not only among the spectators, who were overwhelmed with a flood of sorrow, but throughout the whole nation, as soon as the report of this fatal execution was conveyed to them. Never monarch, in the full tide of success and victory, was more dear to his people than his misfortunes, his patience and piety, had rendered this unhappy prince; in proportion to their former delusions which had animated them against him, was the violence of their return to duty and affection; while each reproached himself either with active disloyalty towards him, or with too indolent defence of his oppressed cause.
On weaker minds the effects of these complicated passions was prodigious. Women are said to have fallen into convulsions, or sunk into such a melancholy as attended them to their grave; nay, some, unmindful of themselves, as though they could not or would not survive their beloved Prince, it is reported, suddenly fell down dead; the very pulpits were bedewed with pitying tears,those pulpits which had formerly thundered out the most violent curses against him; all men united in their detestation of those deceitful parricides who, by pretences, had so long disguised their treasons, and in this last act of iniquity had thrown a lasting stain on the nation.-Hume.
ROYAL OAK DAY.
ON the 29th of May, the anniversary of the Restoration of Charles II., it is still customary, especially in the North of England, for the common people to wear in their hats the leaves of the oak, which are sometimes covered on the occasion with leaf-gold. This is done, as everybody knows, in commemoration of the marvellous escape of that monarch from those, who were in pursuit of him, who passed under the very oak tree, in which he had secreted himself after the decisive battle of Worcester.
May, the 29th," says the author of the "Anglo-Roman Feasts," "is celebrated upon a double account: first, in commemoration of the birth of our sovereign king, Charles the Second, the princely son of his royal father, Charles the First, of happy memory, and Mary, the daughter of Henry the Fourth, the French king, who was born on the 29th of May, 1630; and also by Act of Parliament; by the passionate desires of the people, in memory of his most happy Restoration to his crown and dignity, after twelve years forced exile from his undoubted right, the crown of England, by barbarous rebels and regicides. And on the 8th of this month his Majesty was, with universal joy and great acclamation, proclaimed in London and Westminster, and, after, throughout all his dominions. The 16th, he came to the Hague; the 23rd, with his two brothers, embarked for England; and on the 25th, he happily landed at Dover, being received by General Monk and some of the army; from whence he was, by several voluntary troops of the nobility and gentry, waited upon to Canterbury; and, on the 29th, 1660, he made his magnificent entrance into that emporium of Europe, his stately and rich metropolis, the renowned City of London On this very day also, 1662, the king came to Hampton