The Dog of the Forest of St. Bernard. 



[Feb. J, 



intooiwli, and the lidsai-e replacetl and 

 secured. Tlio <listlllatoiy pnwcss goes 

 on duriufj several hoins, at the expira- 

 tion of wliieh, the former charge heing 

 exhausted, the lids are aguiu removed, 

 the exhausted charge, or coke with- 

 drawn, and the process of charging 

 repeated. It is at the time of so opening 

 the retort and drawing, as it is termed, 

 the coke from them, that our vi(!\v of 

 the retort-house is taken. 



For the Montlibi Magazine. 

 The DOG of the convent o/ ST. Ber- 

 nard. 



AMONG the many excellent and 

 interesting line engravings which 

 have been lately imported by our fo- 

 reign print-selleis, few have surpassed 

 the one now before us, by a Swiss artist, 

 of which we have given a slight sketch 

 of the principal groupe. The engrav- 

 ing is of a size suitable to a furniture 

 print, and is executed with a beauty 

 fit for any port-folio: but the subject 

 is still more interesting than the pic- 

 tui-e, 



Tlie dog whose portrait is here Intro- 

 duced, was one of that species of Alpine 

 mastiffs, which furnished the subject of 

 Mr. Edwin Landseer's fine picture of a 

 traveller perishing in the snow, saved 

 by the sagacity of one of the convent 

 dogs, exhibited last year at the British 

 galleiy. 



This true pliilanfhropJi/'sf, whose name 

 was Barry, bore by way of decoration 

 and of u^e, the collar of an order M'hich 

 was renowned for its hospitality and 

 love for mankind. It was neither the 

 collar of (!ie order of tlie garter, nor 

 of the bath, nor of the thistle — but 

 bore, instead of the George, the three 

 crowns, or the cross of St. Andiew, a 

 bottle filled with a restorative cordial 

 for the help of necessitous mortals. 



The zeal of this philanthropic qua- 

 druped, is known to have saved the 

 lives of forfr/ unfortunate travellers, 

 who but for liis assistance under the 

 direction of the truly christian monks 



of St. Bernard, must have perislic*! in 

 (he drea<l and dreary wastes of tliat 

 neighbourhood. If Barry was in time 

 wi(h Iiissu<Tours, he I'clieved the unfor- 

 tunate from his bottle, and with the 

 garment wiiich his wortliy masters had 

 tied around his body ; but if he could 

 not by his warm tongue and breatii re- 

 store suflicient anirniition, lie returned 

 to the convent and brouglit with (he 

 utmost expedition the more eilicient 

 assistance of one of the brethren. 



The event here represented is uhcn 

 he saved the life of a beautiful child by 

 himself. He found one day in his hos- 

 pitable excursion, a child, asleep, .and 

 almost frozen in a cavern of ice, in IIk; 

 celebrated (i lacier of Balsore. Barry 

 warmed the child, licked him, awoke 

 him, presented him with his restorative 

 bottle, and carried him on his back to 

 tlie convent. Tlie event may be anti- 

 cipated. The child was save^l and re- 

 stored to his disconsolate parents. 



When age had diminished the 

 strength of this Sixgacious animal, who 

 gives us more than common reason to 

 say with the poet, 



" I nm a friend to dogs, 

 For tlicj' are honest creatiiros. They ne'er 

 Betrtiy tbeir masters, nor favrnon those they 

 do not love." 



He was sent by the superior of the 

 convent to tinish his usefully emjiloyed 

 days tranquilly at Berne. His old iige 

 was long, happy, and carefully treated. 

 After his death, which was but recently, 

 his body was carefully buried, and his 

 skin stuffed to imitate nature, and 

 with an action 1-escmbling life, stands 

 in this state decorated with his collar 

 and bottle in the museum of Berne. 



For the Montlily Magazine. 

 LETTER frnm WEIMAR, on the present 

 lilTERARY CHARACTERS of that 

 City. 



ALAS ! AVeimar so late the Athens 

 of Germany, and seat of the 

 muses, has sunk from its elevated rank 

 and is now an ordinary place! Wei- 

 land is dead — Schiller is dead — Goethe 

 has removed — Boettigerhas removed — 

 and the reigning powers have ceased to 

 patronize men of letters. Such is the 

 fate of every German town, where all 

 depends on the character of the sove- 

 reign and his family. Other cities will 

 Ifowever become new Weimars, and 

 Munich ranks at present as the Ger- 

 man Athens. There men of genius 

 obtain patronage and distinction, and 

 there they at present resort. Tliree 



ladies 



