The captain gave the pledge, and Mas' Aniello left him and rushed off to the market-place, where he went round among the vendors of fish and vegetables, and exhorted them to abstain from their trade until the hateful gabella should be repealed. They promised to do so; but the majority showed very little resolution in carrying out their leader's instructions. A representative of the city came into the market-place and promised concessions, and many immediately resumed their trade. Mas'Aniello was disappointed, but not disheartened. He went round the streets and collected all the idle children he could find, and brought them into the market-place. He then addressed them as follows: "Say as I say, Let oil be sold at a bajaco the measure; meat, at six grains il rotolo; cheese, at twenty-two grains il rotolo; wine, at two grains the bottle." When the children had learned this lesson, he dispatched them to cry it all over Naples, and particularly to shout it out under the windows of the viceroy's palace. At length a riot in the market-place on a festival day gave Mas' Aniello an opportunity of proclaiming his views in the presence of a large assembly of the people. In the midst of the riot, while the poor fruitsellers were crying out, "Long live Filomarino, the archbishop of the city, a man who was held in high veneration by all classes in Naples. "L was so The cardinal, however, failed to appease the wrath of the "The people, and a local riot soon became a general rebellion. scene that ensued," says our Neapolitan author, dreadful, that I cannot think of it without trembling. The loud bells of the city were ringing to arms, the blast of trumpets, the rolling of drums, the discharge of musketry, and the tumultuous shouts of the people were heard on every side." Mas' Aniello was now the recognized head of the movement, and the viceroy sent a deputation to wait on him, and inform him that all he asked was now granted. The deputation re ceived the answer which has sounded the knell of more tha one dynasty since "It is too late" the very words whic greeted the tardy concessions of Louis Philippe. The people had begun to feel their strength, and were resolved to fight for their liberation. They demanded not only the repeal of the gabella, but the renewal of all the privileges failed, the viceroy now resorted to superstition, thinking granted to them by Charles V. All physical measures having therby to strike terror into the multitude. The archbishop which King Francis II. tried without effect-and the sacred was ordered to show the people the miraculous blood-a device head of the guardian saint of Naples, Gennaro. But the people only cried out, “San Gennaro is on our side." Being at length reduced to a state of utter despair, he was The viceroy was now shut up in his castle, without provisions. taking offence at some expressions made use of in the document, obliged to grant the charter of Charles V.; but the people, still refused to return to their allegiance. Church del Carmine. While this was proceeding an extraorAnother negotiation was opened with the archbishop in the Mas' Aniello while he was talking with Peronne, the bandit dinary event took place. Seven arquebusses were fired at captain, standing on sacred ground, and in the midst of ten to the ground without doing him any harm, which circumstance will, in the place of rigorous exactions, give you the entire enthousand people. "But," it is recorded, "he was not woundjoyment of the original abundance of Naples and of the king-ed, and some balls which struck on the bosom of his shirt fell dom. From this day, you will be free from the yoke which has weighed you down. For myself, I care not; I may be torn to pieces, my head may be cut from my body with a sharp iron, and may be raised up in this piazza as the leader of a revolu tion; but I shall die contented and glorious, assured that my blood and my life have been useful to my country." This address inflamed the minds of the people in the marketplace to that degree that they resolved at once to unite and throw off the yoke of the tyrant. Their first act was to set fire to the office of the tax gatherer, in the market-place. They then spread themselves over the town, and burned or demolished every office of customs, not preserving even the arms, and leaving untouched large sums of money which were found in these places, and which had been wrung from their own scant earnings. At length the mob attacked the viceroy's palace, and, overpowering the guards, forced their way into the duke's private apartments. To escape their fury, the viceroy rushed through a window to a balcony overlooking the square, and addressed the mob outside. He promised them every concession which they demanded, and threw papers among them, duly signed and sealed, by which the duty on fruit was removed, and that on corn reduced. The people, however, were still dissatisfied, and demanded that the viceroy should come out to the square, and speak to them there. Suspecting some design upon his life, the duke endeavored to pass unnoticed to the sanctuary of a neighboring church; but was discovered by the mob, some of whom entered his carriage with drawn swords, and threatened to kill him if he did not grant all the demands of the people. The viceroy promised everything, and the fury of the credulous market-folks was instantly turned to the most delirious joy. The men who, a moment before, held naked swords to the viceroy's throat, now fell at his feet, and kissed his hands and knees. His excellency, taking advantage of the favorable moment, scattered handfuls of money among the populace, and, while they were scrambling for the pieces, contrived to make his escape into the church. The people soon saw that the viceroy had tricked them, and they would have laid violent hands upon the sacred edifice in which he had taken refuge, had they not been drawn away to another quarter of the town by Cardinal donna del Carmine, whose portrait hung at his breast."' was considered as a miracle performed in his favor by the Ma by Peronne, who had been bribed by the viceroy to betray the It was immediately found that the attack had been instigated fisherman. Mas' Aniello seized the villain on the spot; and, on being put to the torture, Perrone confessed that he had been employed by the Duke of Mattaloni to kill, not only Mas' Aniello, but also by a mine which was already dug, and charged with twenty-eight barrels of gunpowder, to blow up all that part of the city. For this he was to receive 15,000 scudi. The rage of the people on bearing of this plot knew no bounds. They broke into the Duke of Mattaloni's house, determined to put him to death; but, finding he had made his escape, they turned their vengeance against his brother, and cruelly murdered him, after dragging him from the sanctuary of Santa Maria della Novo. Mas'Aniello now became more than ever the object of popular adoration, while the treachery of the viceroy's party had still further enraged and incensed the populace. The fisherman's authority was now supreme. He had but to nod, and the people obeyed his will. He would still their clamor by holding up his finger. The viceroy, despairing of being able to subdue the rebellion by force of arms, gave authority to the archbishop to grant anything and everything, and in whatever form might be most acceptable to the people. Accordingly, the archbishop proceeded to the Church del Carmine, to read the viceroy's proclamation to the people. Mas' Aniello stood on his right hand while he read it. For the first time he had discarded the fisherman's dress. He was now arrayed in a rich habit, embroidered all over with silver. After a Te Deum had been sung, Mas' Aniello, mounted on a magnificent charger, and with a drawn sword in his hand, rode before the archbishop's carriage to the palace. On every hand he was saluted with shouts of applause, and hailed as the deliverer of the people. When he arrived at the palace the captain of the viceroy's guard advanced to meet him, and bade him welcome. Mas' Aniello then turned unto the people, and addressed them in these words: "Now we are free, and relieved from all the burdens that oppressed us. For myself, I pretend to nothing, and wish for nothing but your good; and this his eminence the archbishop -who offered me two hundred dollars per month for life, provided I left your cause and proceeded no further-well knows. I should never have quitted my poor sailor's rags, even for a moment, had I not been compelled to do so by the archbishop, under pain of precept, and the thunder of excommunication. Having fished up the public liberty out of the stormy sea of this afflicted city, I shall return to fish and sell my fish as before, not reserving for myself or my house so much as a rag of cloth. The only thing I beg of you is, that, when I am dead, and gone from among you, you will, every one of you, say an Ave Maria for the peace of my soul. Say, will you promise this? Will you not? Will you not?" The fisherman then proceeded to the interview with the viceroy, and, after a lengthened consultation, it was agreed that the treaty should be printed, and that the viceroy and his ministers should go on the following Saturday to the cathedral, read the treaty, and afterwards swear to observe it. The viceroy then gave orders to the commissary-general to obey Mas' Aniello, who was now created captain-general of the city, in all things; and when Mas' Aniello took leave, the viceroy gave him a rich gold chain, worth about 3,000 scudi. Mas' Aniello would have refused this gift, but the wily archbishop pressed it upon him with the authority of the Church, well knowing that he was thereby laying the foundation of the demagogue's ruin. His success, and the blandishments lavished upon him by the viceroy and the crafty archbishop, turned the poor fisherman's head. Invested with the highest authority, he became so intoxicated with his elevation that he lost all control over himself. The viceroy took advantage of this, and allowed him full scope to indulge his eccentricities, in the hope that his excesses would speedily alienate the attachment of the people. Mas' Aniello claimed the right to discharge all the functions of the State. by the viceroy. It was even said that the viceroy had caused his madness by giving him poisoned drink. Mas' Aniello's head was cut off by a butcher, and was carried about the streets on a spear; but the people, instead of being enraged at the sight, only cried out, "Long live the King of Spain!" for Mas'Aniello had removed their taxes and given cheap bread, and they cared no mon about him. A RUSSIAN WOLF HUNT. WOLF hunting and bear hunting are the favorite pleasures of the Russians. Wolves are hunted in this way in the winter, when the wolves being hungry are ferocious. Three or four huntsmen, each armed with a double-barrelled gun, get into a troika, which is any sort of a carriage, drawn by three horses-its name being derived from its team, and not from its form. The middle horse trots always; the left hand and right hand horses must always gallop. The middle horse trots with his head hanging down, and he is called the Snow Eater. The two others have only one rein, and they are fastened to the poles by the middle of the body, and gallop with their heads free-they are called the Furious. The troika is driven by a sure coachman, if there is such a thing in the world as a sure coachman. A pig is tied to the rear of the vehicle by a rope, or a chain (for greater security) some twelve yards long. The pig is kept in the vehicle until the huntsmen reach the forest where the hunt is to take place, when he is taken out and the horses started. The pig, not being accustomed to this gait, squeals, and his squeals soon degenerate into lamentations. His cries bring out one wolf, who gives the pig chase; then two wolves, then three, then ten, then fifty wolves-all posting as hard as they can after the poor pig, fighting among themselves for the best places, snapping and striking at the poor pig at every opportunity, who squeals with despair. These squeals arouse all the wolves in the forest within a circuit of three miles, and the troika is followed by an immense flock of wolves. It is now a good driver is indispensable. The horses have an instinctive horror of wolves, and go almost crazy; they run as fast as they can go. One day he gave audience to the ministers in the palace. The next, he sat as a judge or magistrate, and decided causes. At first he was lenient and just; but after a time he became furious and resentful, and condemned all that came before him. Nor did his vengeance always fall upon the rich, and those who had formerly oppressed the 'people. His old market companions were treated with equal harshness. At last he dispensed with the forms of justice altogether, and ordered persons to be executed without trial. He went through the streets with an armed guard, and caused hundreds to be decapitated on his way. Heads fell like poppies at a wave of his hand. At first these executions were directed against the enemies of the people; but they at length became indiscriminate, and the people began to see that their idol and deliverer had gone mad. Last winter Prince Repnine went on one of these hunts, and brother-in-law declared that, if he did not desist from blood-it came very near being his last hunt. He was on a visit with shed, he would himself assassinate him. His own One day, in a sudden frenzy, he struck his two coadjutors, Genovino and Aspoja, and immediately ran off and threw himself into the sea. His colleagues, at last convinced that he was mad, and considering his recovery hopeless, ordered him to be secured and put in irons. By some means, however, Mas'Aniello managed to break loose, and on the following day ran wildly into the church of the Carmine just as the cardinal archbishop was about to begin the service. He ascended the pulpit and commenced an address to the congregation, raving and storming in the most extravagant manner. The people were no longer inclined to listen to him, and turned away their faces. The huntsmen fire as fast as they can load-there is no necessity to take any aim. The pig squeals-the horses neigh-the wolves howl-the guns rattle; it is a concert to make Mephistopheles jealous. As long as the driver commands the horses, fast as they may be running away, there is no danger. But if he ceases to be master of them; if they balk, if the troika is upset, there is no hope. The next day, or the day after, or a week afterwards, nothing will remain of the party but the wreck of the troika, the barrels of the guns, and the larger bones of the horses, huntsmen and driver. two of his friends to one of his estates near the steppe, and they determined to go on a wolf hunt. They prepared a large sleigh in which three persons could move at ease, three vigorous horses were put into it, and they selected for a driver a man born in the country and thoroughly experienced in the sport. Every huntsman had a pair of double-barrelled guns and a hundred and fifty ball cartridges. It was night when they reached the steppe, that is, an immense prairie covered with snow. The moon was full, and shone brilliantly; its beams refracted by the snow gave a light scarcely inferior to daylight. The pig was put out of the sleigh, and the horses whipped up. As soon as the pig felt that he was dragged, he began to squeal. A wolf or two appeared, but they were timid, and kept a long way off. Their numbers gradually increased, and as their numbers augmented they became bolder. There were about twenty The archbishop seeing this, ordered some monks to remove him. Mas' Aniello, exhausted by his raving, allowed himself to be led out of the church, and was laid on a bed in the ad-wolves when they came within gun range of the troika. One joining monastery. After sleeping for some time be was awakened by the mention of his name, and started up. The tramp of feet sounded on the stairs, and voices were heard cry ing out, Long live the King of Spain! and let no one obey Mas' Aniello any longer." Mas'Aniello advanced towards the window. Again he heard his name called. He turned and made answer, "Here I am, my friends." At that moment a body of armed men entered the room and fired upon him. He fell, pierced by four bullets, exclaiming," Ungrateful traitors!" It was scarcely a secret that this murder had been instigated of the party fired-a wolf fell. The flock became alarmed, and half fled away. Seven or eight hungry wolves remained behind to devour their dead companion. The gaps were soon filled. On every side howl answered howl, on every side sharp noses and brilliant eyes were seen peering. The guns rattled volley after volley, but the flock of wolves increased instead of diminishing, and soon it was not a flock, but a vast herd of wolves in thick serried columns, which gave chase to the sleigh. The wolves bounded forward so rapidly they seemed to fly over the snow, and so lightly not a sound was heard; their 1 numbers continued to increase and increase; they seemed to be a silent tide drawing nearer and nearer, and which the guns of the party, rapidly as they were discharged, had no effect on. The wolves formed a vast crescent, whose horns began to encompass the horses. Their numbers increased so rapidly they seemed to spring out of the ground. There was something weird in their appearance, for where could three thousand wolves come from in such a desert of snow? The party had taken the pig into the sleigh; bis squeals increased the wolves' boldness. The party continued to fire, but they had now used above half their ammunition, and had but two hundred cartridges left, while they were surrounded by three thousand wolves. The two horns of the crescent became nearer and nearer, and threatened to envelop the party. came rapidly worse and insensible, and early in the morning died. Such terrible evidence of the black snake's mortal venom was not calculated to diminish my horror of the whole fearful tribe, and often, in walking through long tussock grass, or low scrub, I have shrunk aghast, as my foot fell on some round stick, or a rustling in the dead leaves came with a boding sound upon my ear. One day as I sat at home, sewing, with my eldest child playing about on the floor, our favorite cat jumped in through an open window, and began pawing and tossing something under a chair. Little George immediately went towards her, and seemed highly diverted, crawling nearer and nearer, and trying with his baby-talk to attract my attention to his playfellow. If one of the horses should have given out the fate of the Looking down, I saw what I supposed to be a lizard, and, being whole party was sealed. vexed with the cat for hunting the harmless little thing, drove "What do you think of this, Ivan?" said Prince Repnine, her away; when, to my horror, there lay a snake, writhing and speaking to the driver. "I had rather be at home, prince." "Are you afraid of any evil consequences?'' "They have tasted blood, and the more you fire the more wolves you'll have." "What do you think is the best thing to be done?" "Make the horses go faster." The prince raised his gun to his shoulder. "For Heaven's sake, don't fire!" exclaimed the driver; "we are dead men if you do!" He obeyed Ivan. The wolves, astonished by this unexpected act, remained motionless for a minute. During this minute the troika was a verst from them. When the wolves started again after it, it was too late, they could not overtake it. A quarter of an hour afterwards they were in sight of home. Prince Repnine thinks his horses ran at least six miles in these fifteen minutes. He rode over the steppe the next day, and found the bones of two hundred wolves. DUMAS. curling most actively; se, holding the child and the cat both away, I ordered the unwelcome guest to be very summarily dispatched. So many narrow escapes" from snakes are related here, that the comparative rarity of serious accidents is, perhaps, the most remarkable. Whilst at Cambria, my nursemaid, a free girl from London, who had never seen a snake, was one day crossing the courtyard, with the child in her arms, when she saw what she fancied was a large eel, gliding along; and, calling to the cook that one of his fish had got away, was on the point of seizing it with hands, when the mau screamed out to her that it was a snake; and so indeed it was-a very large one. They are apparently fond of lurking in quiet, sly corners near the house, perhaps for the purpose of catching nice; and to their other unpleasant propensities, I must add a penchant for quail. Mr. Meredith, in walking to Spring Vale one day, was passing quickly through some long tussock grass, and saw a large black snake swiftly and silently gliding along, with its glittering eyes fixed on some low object, which it seemed eagerly pursuing, without heeding his approach. The next moment he saw a brace of quail run out from the spot, and take wing; but the snake had vanished before he could pick up a stick to destroy it. I heard, the other day, from good authority, of a snake which was killed having four parrots, quite entire, and scarcely ruffled in plumage, taken from its stomach, the parrots in question being, it should be added, each about the size of a thrush. SNAKES IN TASMANIA. THE quantity of snakes which were destroyed at Spring Vale during this summer was truly alarming. Scarcely a day passed without Mr. Meredith's telling me, on his return home, that one, two or more had been killed by himself or the men. One day he had gone out rabbit shooting there with Dr. Alexander (twenty-eighth regiment), then visiting us, accompanied by our old pointer and a favorite spaniel. The latter, whilst hunting busily about, suddenly uttered a short yelp, as if slightly hurt, and the next moment Dr. Alexander shot a large black snake, which, it was found, had bitten her in the nose, so that excision of the part was impossible. The poor little creature went on hunting for a few minutes, when she seemed to grow dizzy, and reeled about; then lay down, trying several times to get up and hunt; but very soon she became violently convulsed and sick, then foamed at the mouth, and died in twenty-five minutes from the time she was bitten. No reme Previous to this Mr. Meredith was on the jury at an inquest held on a poor shepherd, servant to a settler in the neighborhood, who, whilst out one day with some of his employer's family, saw a large black snake raising itself to attack him, and made a blow at it with a rotten stick, which broke off short; and the snake, enraged, but not hurt, bit his wrist. dies were attempted; but the poor fellow continued his occupation, till, feeling too ill to proceed, he went to a hut in the neighborhood, where one of his fellow servants lived who was married. These good people did all that their kind feeling suggested or their means allowed for his comfort. They laid him in their only bed, and sat up tending him all night, but he be ENCOUNTER OF A SEALER WITH A SEA-LION IN A TUSSAC BOG. lion in a Tussac bog, in Port William, Falkland Islands. The OUR engraving represents an encounter of a sealer with a seamale of the Falkland seal resembles in no slight degree, in the about ten feet long, and, although not disposed to make an athead and mane, the king of the forest. He is, when full grown, tack, is a most formidable antagonist to come upon unawares in the thick groves of the Tussac, where, more particularly in the breeding seasons, he with his family are found. The female is scarcely one-half the size of the male, and is more gentle in disposition. In some of the smaller islands, which are generally covered with Tussac grass, the seals congregate in great numbers, called rookeries; and, to avoid the danger of attacking them under cover, the sealers set fire to the grass, which, of course, obliges the alarmed inhabitants to scamper helter-skelter down their pathways to the sea, on the road to which they are attacked and slain in great numbers for their oil and skins. THERE are amongst the Russian nobility some who possess from 70,000 to upwards of 100,000 seris. Count Schermetveff is considered the richest nobleman in Russia. He possesses 120,000 serfs, amongst whom are several whose wealth amounts to millions. His annual income is estimated at one and a half million silver roubles (£250,000). HARRIET MARTINEAU. MISS HARRIET MARTINEAU, whose portrait we give our readers this month, is the sixth of a family of eight children, and was born on the 12th day of June, in the year of grace 1802, in the city of Norwich, where the substantial brick dwelling-house in which her parents resided is pointed out to strangers as her birthplace by her fellow-citizens. Her ancestors were of French Huguenot extraction, and when driven from his country by the revocation of the Edict of Nantes, the head of the family settled tracted in her youth, threw her very much upon her own internal resources for pleasure and improvement. She evinced a very early talent for original composition; and the habit of writing, which was originally her amusement, became the real business of her life." From an early age Harriet Martineau had resolved to make herself independent by literary exertions; and some time before her reputation was generally established, viz., in 1823, appeared her first important work, " Devotional Exercises for the use of Young Persons." From the time of her first appearance in print, the series of her writings proceeded without intermission, in Norwich as a surgeon. The profession was handed down | year after year, until a period of severe illness necessarily in through several generations, till it descended to Miss Martineau's uncle, the most eminent provincial surgeon of his day. Miss Martineau's father was a manufacturer, and he gave his daughters a sound and useful education, the very best which his resources and the local supply of instructors could afford. That education was admirably supplemented by intercourse with polished and intellectual society, and still more by her own systematic course of reading and study. "Her self-culture was unremitting," writes an author in C. Knight's English Cyclopædia; "for a partial deafness, con VOL. X., No. 4-20 terrupted her labors, which from the first had been carried on under the disadvantages of constant ill-health. The years 1824-5. witnessed the production of a tale called "Christmas-day," and a sequel to it entitled "The Friend." In 1826 appeared her "Principle and Practice" and the "Rioters," and a year after, "Mary Campbell" and "Turn Out," followed by a sequel to "Principle and Practice," a series of Tracts, and a tale called "My Servant Rachel;" in all of which the writer evinces her deep sympathy with the lower classes of society, their labors and their trials. The year 1831, |