Jan. 29. 1853.] 



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others we learn that Chiainednach, or Clonfert Bren- 

 dan, was the place of his sepulture. St. Mochonna 

 was abbot or bishop here, but at what period is un- 

 known." Stevens, liowever, says this abbey was in 

 Leinster. " St. lintan, otherwise called St. Munnu, 

 in the sixth century, founded the abbey of Cluian 

 iEdnach ; those of Achad-Arglass, Achad-Finglass, 

 and Lanchoil in Leinster, and tliose of Dumbleske and 

 lloss-Coerach in Munster." (Monasticon Hibernicum, 

 p. 377., edit. 1722.) Consult also the authorities 

 quoted in Butler's Lives of the Saints, art. St. Fintan, 

 October 22nd.] 



Ortes Maps, Edition of 1570. — I have in my 

 possession a (juarto volume of fifty-three coloured 

 maps, by Abraham Orte, and printed at Antwerp 

 in 1570. 



Almost all the maps are ornamented with some 

 miniature paintings, representinfj the ships or <]^al- 

 leys used in the country which the map describes. 

 On many of these there are also the figures of 

 whales and flat-fish. On the map of Russia, in 

 one part, there are three large tents, with three 

 men, clothed in coloured garments, at the entrance 

 of them ; and near by some camels are grazing. 

 In another part is seen a cluster of trees, and 

 seated in the branches of the first and largest 

 there is the figure of a saint, to whom it would 

 appear five men, or priests, are kneeling and 

 praying, with their heads uplifted and hands out- 

 stretched. On the branches of the trees in the 

 background several persons are hanging. 



On the twenty-eighth map there is a large town 

 represented at the foot of a hill, and above it these 

 words : " Urbis Salis Burgensis genuina Descrip- 

 tio." Can any of your correspondents inform me 

 if there is another copy of this work known to be 

 extant ; and, if so, whether the maps are like those 

 I have briefly described ? In a catalogue of rare 

 books, I have seen no mention made of this edition 

 of 1570, though reference is made to one of twenty 

 years a later date. W. W. 



]Malta. 



[This edition is in the British Museum, and agrees 

 in every respect with the one possessed by our corre- 

 spondent, except that it is in folio. It appears ex- 

 tremely rare.] 



Prayer for the Itccovery of George III. — In 

 1815, when I first went to school, one of my 

 schoolfellows had (I think in manuscript in the 

 fly-leaf of liis Prayer-Book) a prayer for the king's 

 recovery, of which I remember only two detached 

 portions : — " Restore, we implore Thee, our be- 

 loved sovereign to his family and his people " — 

 " and whether it shall seem fit to Thine unerring 

 •wisdom, presently to remove from us this great 

 calamity, or still to suspend it over us, dispose 

 us, under every dispensation of Thy Providence, 



Satiently to adore Thine inscrutable goodness." 

 'he rest I forget. Can any of your correspon- 



dents supply the remainder of the prayer; or tell 

 me where it is to be found, or who was the author? 



Laicds. 



[This prayer was composed by Dr. Sutton, Arch- 

 bishop of Canterbury, and will be found in the Gentle- 

 man's Magazine of November 1810, p. 484,] 



3acjlItC^. 



MRS. MACKEY S POEMS. 



(Vol. vi., p. 578.) 



Mrs. Mary Mackey was " a real person," and 

 the widow of a conveyancer in good practice. Of 

 him she says {Scraps of Nature, p. 362.) : 



" The husband of poor Nature was a gentleman and 

 an honest man, made a fortune and spent it nearly, in 

 which his wife had no share, for that he governed and 

 ruled the roast is well known to many : he had a noble 

 and generous soul, but always kept poor Nature's 

 talents under a bushel, where they shall never go 

 again. He was old enough to be her father, and ever 

 treated her like a child." 



He left only enough to purchase for her a small 

 annuity. She was uneducated, as she says, p. 274. : 



" I never learned to write or spell, 

 Although I read and write so well ; " 



but laboured under the illusion that she was a 

 poetess. She sought an interview with Hewson 

 Clarke by inviting him to meet a lady who ad- 

 mired his writings in White Conduit Fields. He 

 went, and was somewhat mortified to find a matron 

 of about forty-five, who placed her MS. in his 

 hand, and requested his candid opinion on a future 

 day. She was lady-like and sensible upon all 

 matters except her own poems. Of course his 

 opinion was easily formed ; but he assured her 

 that, though the poems were very good, they 

 would not suit the public taste, and that she 

 would be rash in publishing. She took his advice, 

 but unfortunately happened to know Peter Pindar, 

 who had been one of her husband's friends. She 

 devotes a " scrap " to a kiss which he gave her 

 (p. 215.). He was blind, but on hearing some of 

 her poems read, he exclaimed, "Oh, my God, 

 madam, there is nothing like this in Shakspeare ! " 

 Such a compliment turned her head ; she sold her 

 annuity to publish her book, and was reduced to 

 extreme distress and misery. This is stated in a 

 notice of the book in The British Stage, Sept. 1817, 

 p. 210. The article, which is signed K., was written 

 by the editor, Mr. James Broughton of the India 

 liouse, a friend of Hewson Clarke, and once editor 

 of The Theatrical Inquisitor. 



I agree with G. C. that the "scraps" are 

 niaiseries ; as literature nothing can be worse ; 

 but they are curious and, I think, deeply interest- 

 ing as genuine expressions of feeling. Mary 

 Mackey was vain and weak, but true-hearted, 



