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neration. His merits, however, in this transaction might be disputed, for there are many seasons in which no such accidents occur at all. The appearance of a single shark is indeed sufficient to spread dismay among the whole body of divers; for, as soon as one of them sees a shark, he instantly gives the alarm to his companions, who as quickly communicate it to the other boats; a panic speedily seizes them, and they often return to the bay without fishing any more for that day. The sharks which create all this alarm sometimes turn out to be nothing more than a sharp stone, on which the divers happen to alight. As false alarms excited in this man. ner prove very injurious to the progress of the fishery, every means is employed to ascertain whether they are well or ill founded; and if the latter be the case, the authors of them are punished.

...The following is the mode observed in extracting the pearls from the oysters....

.As soon as the oysters are taken out of the boats, they are carried by the different people to whom they belong, and placed in holes or pits, dug in the ground to the depth of about two feet, or in small square places, cleared and fenced round for the purpose; each person having his own separate division. Mats are spread below them, to prevent the oysters from touching the earth; and here they are left to die and

As soon as they have passed through a state of putrefaction, and have become dry, they are easily opened, without any danger of injuring the pearls, which might be the case if they were opened fresh, as at that time to do so requires great force. On the shell beir opened, the oyster is minutely examined for the pearls:


it is usual even to boil the oyster, as the pearl, though commonly found in the shell, is not unfrequently contained in the body of the fish itself.

The stench occasioned by the oysters being left to putrefy is intolerable; and remains for a long while after the fishery is over. It corrupts the atmosphere for several miles round Condatchy, and renders the neighbourhood of that country extremely unpleasant till the monsoons and violent south-west winds set up and purify the air. - The nauseous smell, however, is not able to overcome the hopes of gain: for, months after the fishing season, numbers of people are to be seen earnestly searching and poring over the sands and places where the oysters had been laid to putrefy; and some are now and then fortunate enough to find a pearl, which amply compensates their trouble in searching after them. In 1797, while Mr. Andrews was collector, a cooley, or common fellow of the lowest class, got by accident the most valuable pearl seen that season, and sold it to Mr. Andrews for a large sum.'

The pearls found at this fishery are of a whiter colour than those got in the gulf of Ormus on the Arabian coast, but in other respects are not accounted so pure or of such an excellent quality: for, though the white pearls are most esteemed in Europe, the natives prefer those of a yellowish or golden cast. Off Tutucoreen, which lies on the Coromandal coast, nearly opposite to Condatchy, there is another fishery: but the pearls found: there are much inferior to those two species I have mentioned, being tainted with a blue or greyish tinge.


" The tedious hours move heavily away,

And each long minute seems a lazy day.” OTWAY. " But hope, bold taster of delight!

Shows from a rising ground possession nigh;
Shortens the distance, or o'erlooks it quite.” DRYDEN.

See the poor exile from his native skies,
-Refuge withheld him wheresoe'er he hies *,

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* The following anecdote will prove that our poetess does not represent woes only imaginary. A French officer, of good family and some distinction, who never quitted Paris till after the king's imprisonment had rendered his services useless, and who had received several wounds in his cause, was travelling on foot, as it suited his circumstances, and arrived late in the evening at the city of Modena: he was refused admittance at the gate, and informed that it was by the duke's positive commands.-"It is impossible," said the French emigrant, “that: the duke could give so in human an order."_" His coach is driving up,”' returned the officer ; "you may hear it from him. self.” The émigrant advanced towards the carriage, and stopt it." Who are you?” said the duke. -"Who am I.!"' returned the emigrant, tearing open his bosom, “ I am one of those fools who have abandoned their home, their fortune, and their friends :

I am covered with wounds, an exile, a wanderer for such as you; te pare and I am denied admittance at your gates. But I'll return to

my country, and if I appear at the head of an armed force, see if you will refuse me then."

The barbarous weakness of the Duke of Modena did not how. ever preserve him from plunder. When Buonaparté overran Italy, he sent a deputation to him, representing his having refused shelter to the French emigrants, as a plea for indulgence on the part of the conqueror : yet it availed him nothing; he was even reproached for his inhospitality, and was soon reduced to the necessity of emigrating himself.

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Denied-the wretched shelter to retain,
Which wearied, fainting steps could hardly gain;
Roaming, unguided, his bewilder'd way,
Through darkness, tempests, dangers, and dismay!
Oft woe-worn, sad, nor finding as he goes,
Rest for his head, nor pity for his woes.
With added anguish he recals to mind,
The home and tender ties he leaves behind;
Perchance a sister, sick’ning in her bloom,
Insult, and scorn, and poverty her doom;
A drooping mother's unprotected years,
To sink with sorrow, misery, and fears;
Or fond ideas, a yet tend'rer kind,
Cling closer on his agonizing mind:
Still on his cheek he feels the parting tear,
The last farewell still vibrates on his ear;
Oft as sad retrospects his spirits goad,
He's urg'd to measure back his weary

A last embrace, of all he loves, to seal,
And bend his bosom to the reeking steel.

If haply, tedious toils and perils past,
He gains some island's shelter'd coast at last,
Where Britons and benevolence reside,
And safe from persecution he may hide;
As Iris forms her richly-varied bow
Of falling rains, and Sol's enliv'ning glow;
Thus Hope, bright shining on his humid eyes,
Bids vivid colours, painted visions rise,
And, like that orb, which raptur’d we behold,
Makes ev'ry distant prospect gay with gold:
Though often baffled his deluded view,
The meteor still his roving thoughts pursue;


And ev'ry wind that dashes on the shore,
His shipwreck'd cause exalts his hope the more.
Tyrannic scenes, oft varied, still outdone,
Of many tyrants they exchange for one,
Or one too many—with the ceaseless flow
Of deluges of blood, of crimes, of woe,
Still bid him hope the harm will bring its cure-
That ills só various cannot long endure:
Through the black mist's impenetrable gloom,
He sees gigantic shapes of joy to come;
His ancient monarchy, so long deplor’d,
With order, peace, security restor'd;
His native castle from its ashes rise,
His vassals hail him with o'erflowing eyes:
He views the temple still adorn'd and free,
And prostrate myriads bend the willing knee,
His kindred with their wealth, and ancient state,
And ponders what shall be his own best fate;
Place and preferment wait upon his will:
Thus Hope's fair phantoms sooth his sorrows still.


*.What form of death could him affright,

Who, unconcern'd, with stedfast sight,
Could view the surges, mountain-steep,
And monsters rolling in the deep?"


.... Strange as it may appear, there is no profession, to which so little attention has been directed, nor of which so little is accurately known, even in this country, all that of the Britisha navy. Johnson, as a moralist,

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