utiful girl, herself a bride. If the young lady's looks are turned with
more interest on her companion than upon the gorgeous spectacle, remember
that she is but a few weeks married. If the soldier carry himself with
less of martial vigor or grace, pray bear in mind that cork legs had not
attained the perfection to which later skill has brought them.

I have the scene stronger before me than painting can depict, and my eyes
fill as I now behold it in my memory!

ANECDOTES AND APHORISMS.

As it is likely some of our readers have never read "Napier's Life of
Montrose," we think it may not be amiss to insert an extract descriptive
of the execution of that nobleman. It need scarcely be mentioned that this
is the famous Graham of Claverhouse, whom Sir Walter Scott has drawn with
such fine effect in one of his best novels.

It was resolved to celebrate his entrance into Edinburgh with a kind of
mock solemnity. Thus on Sunday, the 18th of May, the magistrates met him
at the gates, and led him in triumph through the streets. First appeared
his officers, bound with cords, and walking two and two; then was seen the
Marquis, placed on a high chair in the hangman's cart, with his hands
pinioned, and his hat pulled off, while the hangman himself continued
covered by his side. It is alleged in a contemporary record, that the
reason of his being tied to the cart was, in hope that the people would
have stoned him, and that he might not be able by his hands to save his
face. In all the procession there appeared in Montrose such majesty,
courage, modesty, and even somewhat more than natural, that even these
women who had lost their husbands and children in his wars, and were hired
to stone him, were, upon the sight of him, so astonished and moved, that
their intended curses turned into tears and prayers. Of the many thousand
spectators only one, Lady Jane Gordon, Countess of Haddington, was heard
to scoff and laugh aloud. Montrose himself continued to display the same
serenity of temper, when at last, late in the evening, he was allowed to
enter his prison, and found there a deputation from the Parliament. He
merely expressed to them his satisfaction at the near approach of the
Sunday as the day of rest.

"For," said he, "the compliment you put upon me this day was a little
tedious and fatiguing."

Montrose told his persecutors that he was more proud to have his head
fixed on the top of the prison walls than that his pictu