parallel with, and at a distance of about twenty yards to the east of the road which it had crossed, concentrating its effects in its progress through the wood. On the western side of the road, a few trees were torn up parallel with it, at distances of from twelve to twenty yards from each other. On reaching the road between the two woods, the stupendous mass elevated itself for a short distance, but again descended in Fulsby Wood, where it recommenced its ravages with redoubled fury, completely laying waste in its passage through the wood a track of about half a mile in length, and from forty to sixty yards in breadth. Here immense oak trees were torn up by the roots, and thrown about in all directions; some were completely split from top to bottom; others splintered into various pieces, several were twisted into cord-like fragments; whilst an immense number were deprived of their tops and their branches. The number of trees injured and thrown down in these two woods is stated by the woodkeepers TO EXCEED FIVE THOUSAND. Passing by the west side of Haltham Wood, where it tore up a few trees and scathed a few others, the tempest proceeded in its course northward, alternately rising and falling, sometimes forming one and sometimes more columns, and accompanied by an immense body of rain. At the village of Dalderby, the hurricane descended near to a farm-house, and after tearing up several large ash trees, it nearly destroyed an orchard within a few yards of the house. A little further northward it threw down a few trees by the road side, and injured others; after which it ascended, and its effects were no more felt in this part, excepting at the village of Ranby, six miles north of Horncastle, where a few trees were injured.

It is gratifying to state, that no human life was sacrificed by the fury of this tempest, though several individuals experienced hair breadth escapes. Near the North Forty-foot Drain, a labourer was nearly caught in its vortex, and with extreme difficulty extricated himself. A boy, near Tumby Wood, in an almost similar predicament, escaped with the loss of his hat. A commercial traveller, passing in his gig from Tattershall to Horncastle, took shelter under a tree by the road side, from which he had only retreated a few seconds before it was blown

down; and four labourers in the parish of Martin, who had taken shelter under a tree, hastily quitted it, and threw themselves on their faces whilst the hurricane passed over, carrying their scythes to a great distance, and tearing up the tree which they had quitted.

20. ST. MARGARET.

The daughter of a pagan priest, born at Antioch. Olybius, president of the East, under the Romans, wished to marry her; but finding she was a Christian, he postponed his intended nuptials in the hopes of prevailing on her to renounce her religion; finding her, however, inflexible, he caused her to be first tortured. and then beheaded in the year 278.

SONNET.

TO RAPHAEL'S PICTURE OF ST. MARGARET.

Hail! Saint! whose form the pencil yet pourtrays,
Calling our minds to hallowed times of old,
When pastors grave, to guard their wandering fold,
From prowling Wolf that on meek virtue preys,
Gathered their flocks on holie ground to graze,
By fountains pure, where sacred waters rolled,
And when at eve the vesper's bell had tolled
Around their hopes the pen of faith did raise,
Inspire me to exhort our faltering race;

To strive with him thou, martyred virgin, trod.
Then chere thou with thy form and tranquil face,
Christ's sheep awaiting his directing nod,
Who whylome held on earth the heavenlie mace,
And brought them back to their appeased God.

22. ST. MARY MAGDALEN.

This day was first dedicated to the memory of St. Mary Magdalen by King Edward VI. It was, however, discontinued in the Protestant church at the period of the Reformation, but is still observed in that of Rome.

25. ST. JAMES.

St. James the Great, an apostle and brother of St. John the Evangelist, was born in Galilee, and by profession a fisherman. While preaching and promoting the Gospel, he was apprehended and beheaded by order of Agrippa in the year 43, about fourteen years after the death of Christ.

26. ST. ANNE.

The mother of the Virgin Mary, and wife of Joachim; in whose honor this festival is still retained in the Romish and Greek churches, but discontinued in the Protestant.

27, 28, 29. 1830. FRENCH REVOLUTION.

Before thee rose, and with thee grew
A rainbow of the loveliest hue

Of three bright colors, each divine,

And fit for that celestial sign;

For Freedom's hand had blended them,

Like tints in an immortal gem.

The Hotel de Ville, or Town Hall of Paris, was the principal scene of action, and was taken and retaken several times by the two parties. It is stated that, on the 28th, upwards of

One tint was of the sunbeams' dyes;
One the blue depths of Seraph's eyes;
One the pure Spirit's veil of white
Had robed in radiance of its light:
The three so mingled did beseem
The texture of a heavenly dream.

Byron.

These three days, rendered so memorable in history, and so glorious in the annals of France, demand some record in our Telescope. As our space is brief, we cannot do better than lay before our readers the following just and spirited sketch of the Rise, Progress, and Termination of the Revolution, from the able pen of a cotemporary :

"The Bourbons, placed on the throne of France at the point of the bayonet, never found their seat an easy one. Awed by the events of the counter-revolution, and, perhaps for the French are essentially in love with change—tired of glory, the nation submitted to the re-assumption of the throne by Louis as one inevitable result of the day of Waterloo. They submitted, but they were never reconciled to this visitation. They amused themselves, however, with writing pasquinades and 700 were either killed or wounded before this building. Its remaining in possession of the people at the close of this day is attributed by M. Collard, one of the combatants, to the following circumstance: “A young man, bearing in his hand a tri-coloured flag, advanced under a shower of bullets upon the suspended bridge which joins the Grêve to the quay of the city; and, mounting to the façade of the pillar on the side of the Grêve, he there planted the national colours. The sight of the flag of liberty reanimated the courage of the brave French. They returned to the charge with new ardour. But unfortunately, at the first fire of the Guards, the brave young man was struck by one of the bullets. He rolled down to the foot of the ladder which he had so bravely mounted, and his lifeless body fell into the Seine. It was then, that in their rage and courage, forgetting every thing but the disaster of their brave brother, the besiegers rushed on the assassins, got possession of their artillery, and discharged it against them. From that time the victory was not doubtful. The cause of liberty had triumphed."

manufacturing bon mots, which were not only very interesting to the people, but very useful to their rulers; for the dissatisfaction of a nation may evaporate innocently enough in a joke, which, if repressed, might cause an explosion, the consequences of which it would not be so easy to foresee. The amiable character of Louis, his frankness and bonhommie, had their effect, and the people who could not admire were content to endure this Prince gourmand et aimable.' Years of peace produced plenty, wealth poured into France through the channels opened by Napoleon; commerce, manufactures, and agriculture, brought their treasures into her lap, and the neighbouring nations still paid their contributions in the form of hundreds of thousands of residents and visitors, whom the love of knowledge, the charms of society, regard to health or economy-in short, all those whom good or bad taste, necessity, or the want of something to do at home, generally send abroad. There was no cause of complaint, but there was plenty of discontent, longing for something to complain of. The old army, to whom Angoulême had made himself a proverb, and who still thought with bitterness of the foreign troops by whom Paris had been forced to capitulation, longed to tear off the chains of Europe, which were twined round the necks of Frenchmen, and placed in the hands of the Bourbons. They recalled the days of military glory, when France was a camp, and all Europe a magazine for their accommodation, or a sutler's tent for their entertainment. The name of young Napoleon would have sounded as sweetly as zephyr on a bed of violets;' but that Austria, like a flower of different odour, lay between. Napoleon himself could not have sustained such spirits during a ten years' peace. But opportunity, and a pretext of revolt, were wanting. This party, powerful in enterprise, had well nigh died of inaction. Restitution is a horrible word, even when softened by indemnity; and there were certain varieties of both these species inseparable from such an event as a restoration, which greatly swelled the number of the malcontents. Public opinion had set in a new current since the year 1789, and however it had changed and shifted, yet the general direction was constantly the same. But with this current the Bourbons could not sail; they had always been whirled