as conspicuous for valour. But its
turbulence and ferocity wrought its fall, in the great battles
recorded in Judges xix. and xx. Saul was of this fierce tribe. It
was finally lost in that of Judah.

This great prophecy was delivered about three hundred years before
the conquest of Palestine.

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A BEWAILMENT FROM BATH;

OR, POOR OLD MAIDS.

Mr Editor!--You have a great name with our sex! CHRISTOPHER NORTH is, in
our flowing cups--of Bohea--"freshly remembered." To you, therefore, as to
the Sir Philip Sidney of modern Arcadia, do I address the voice of my
bewailment. Not from any miserable coveting after the publicities of
printing. All I implore of you is, a punch of your crutch into the very
heart of a matter involving the best interests of my sex!

You, dear Mr Editor, who have your eyes garnished with Solomon's
spectacles about you, cannot but have perceived on the parlour-tables and
book-shelves of your fair friends--by whose firesides you are courted even
as the good knight, and the _Spectator_, by the Lady Lizards of the days
of Anne--a sudden inundation of tabby-bound volumes, addressed, in
supergilt letters, to the "Wives of England"--the "Daughters of
England"--the "Grandmothers of England." A few, arrayed in modest calf or
embossed linen, address themselves to the sober latitudes of the manse or
parsonage-house. Some treat, without _per_mission, of "Woman's
Mission"--some, in defiance of custom, of her "Duties." From exuberant 4to,
down to the fid-fad concentration of 12mo--from crown demy to diamond
editions--no end to these chartered documentations of the sex! The women
of this favoured kingdom of Queen Victoria, appear to have been
unexpectedly weighed in the balance, and found wanting in morals and
manners; or why this sudden emission of codes of morality?

No one denies, indeed, that woman has, of late, ris' wonderfully in the
market; or that the weaker sex is coming it amazingly strong. The sceptres
of three of the first kingdoms in Europe are swayed by female hands. The
first writer of young France is a woman. The first astronomer of young
England, _idem_. Mrs Trollope played the Chesterfield and the deuce with
the Yankees. Miss Martineau turned the head of the mighty Brougham.
Mademoiselle d'Angeville ascended Mont Blanc, and Mademoiselle Rachel has
replaced Corneille and Racine on their crumbling pedestals. I might waste
hours