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    kteeous provision reduced to one thick sop in the baskets ; my wift feinting , the child and its nurse crying—I never witnessed ftifch a scene in my life before . How different when , as a bachelot 9 I teft the city of Mexico I—strapped a portmanteau and bed ori a ifiaule , mounted my horse , and with the servant on another ,

    took my way across the American Cordilleras , an arduous pilgrimage of six weeks ; the heath , open plain , or Guacho nut , my rfcsting-place ; anything-, and often nothing , to eat all day long , but still in good spirits , surmounting- every difficulty;—and yet such a fuss in getting * on board a cockney steamer for Gravesend ! In this wretched plight we remained at Gravesend several

    hours . The vessel dropped down in the night , and at about twelve o ' clock backed her main-top-sail opposite the inn , Directly we were on board she was off in a trice , standing away d <** rn old father Thames with a flowing sheet . We passed the Nore Lights at five o ' clock , and by seven were fairly at sea , and clear of danger .

    To return to Elsineur . I was much delighted with the place . The captain , myself , and another passenger , went ashore early in tWi morning ; and while the former was settling some little business with a man " in office , " we commenced a short ramble . We were stopped , however , almost immediately , and marched off

    bfcttrefcn a file of soldiers with their bayonets fixed , to the guardhouse , and thence to the station of the police , in order to obtain fc . " pass " for permission to walk about ! We had to pay a shil-Httg each , as toll to his Danish Majesty , for setting foot in his territory ! Barring the absurdity , however , it was woTth moTe than that . It vrili be recollected that Elsineur is rendered classic ground

    ** - * I had almost said sacred ground , for so it appeared to my asftbliations—by Shakspeare ' s Hamlet . The tragedy is founded onffcet ; but does not Hamlet , and indeed all the characters of the ttfe&tire bard , belong far more to Shakspeare than to History ?—'Oronberg Castle , which we went over , is the principal scene : a tffiAgnificent edifice ! We walked upon the ramparts and platform where the Ghost appeared to Hamlet ; and broad day as it

    • WAS , a griesly feeling stole over me , till imagination supplied the shades of night , and I almost expected , on turning the next angle , 15 « tffe the mailed majestic form of the forlorn king stalk by in thadowy dignity ! We visited the gardens and summer villa . WhfcrC fife was poisoned , and every other local particular relative tb the tragedy . I went alone to visit Hamlet ' s tomb .

    - ' ' On ! not by me shall a matter-of-fact description of this tttbnldfcririg cenotaph—vacant now of all his dust—to the external Iteftteef , hi mill and tangible shape , be rudely giren . Leave—leave WWti 6 the antiquarian , and to the curious in carvings old , of stone WWti&di ' -br trioery of antique brick , the visible subatance of this

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    496 Note * of a Trip to St Petersburg .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1836, page 498, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2660/page/38/