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‘Tyrrel gazed, :shricked, ‘and fell; and Pel- 
‘ham, pressing forward, and casting an in- 
tense look upon the stranger—the dark hair 
was gone—he discovered again the “ bright 
locks and lofty brow of Reginald Glan- 
ville.”’ 
Some few months elapse, and Pelham is 
again in England, canvassing an uncle’s 
borough ; when meeting with unexpected 
opposition, though returned, he is quickly 
ousted on petition. He intrigues with the 
minister, and performs some of the dirty 
work of office. In the mean while, he en- 
counters Tyrrel at Cheltenham, as Sir John 
Tyrrel—he having luckily, by sundry deaths, 
fallen upon a good estate and atitle. In 
London, teo, he meets with Glanville, as 
Sir Reginald ; and, renewing his intimacy, 
is introduced to a sister, with whom he falls 
in love; but no explanation of the old mys- 
tery takes place with the brother. 
Suddenly, Glanville discovers Tyrrel’s 
flourishing condition—he had supposed him 
dead, and not without pretty good grounds— 
and dispatches by Pelham a challenge, 
couched in the most offensive terms. Tyrrel 
refuses to fight, and quits town. But soon 
at Newmarket, where Pelham had gone in 
prosecution of some political intrigue, he 
meets with Tyrrel, and, the same day, a 
person in disguise, lying on the heath, whom 
he suspected to be Glanville. Returning in 
the evening, he is overtaken by Tyrrel, who 
expresses some apprehension, particularly 
as he has money about him, of a man who 
had been dogging him all day, and proposes 
to accompany Pelham ; but a storm coming 
on, and Pelham’s horse breaking down, he 
rides forward. Presently, Thornton comes 
up, Pelham’s old Paris acquaintance—now 
a well known black-leg—and immediately 
after, in full speed, rides past the person he 
took for Glanville, and by a glance was con- 
firmed in his suspicion. Suddenly he hears 
a distant ery, and coming up to the spot, he 
finds Tyrrel murdered; and appearances 
bear strongly and irresistibly upon Glan- 
ville. Pelham’s conviction is rooted, and the 
subsequent intercourse between them is con- 
ducted with much-reserve. At last, Glan- 
ville proffers explanation. He was not the 
murderer—he had planned to force Tyrrel 
to fight, muzzle to muzzle; but he was anti- 
cipated by Thornton and a companion.— 
What was the ground of this determined 
pursuit of vengeance? Glanville had se- 
duced a young lady—she lived with him as 
his mistress, and, on a temporary absence of 
his, Tyrrel had introduced himself—had, 
basely, no doubt, committed violence, which 
ended in her insanity and death—the cause 
of Glanville’s appearance in the church- 
yard—his retaliating seduction of Tyrrel’s 
mistress—and horrible and satanic persecu- 
tion. , 
A word with the writer. He is doing 
mischief, and doing it insidiously. He is a 
liberal in morals, and entrapping the sym- 
pathies of young men and young women, by 
of Literature, 
whom alone he well knows he will be chiefly 
read, into an approval of profligacy. In 
Falkland, his very aim was to shew how na- 
turally and interestingly an adultery might 
be got up—to pity the victim, and admire 
the criminal; and, in Glanville, seduction, 
and keeping, and revenge, are elaborately 
exhibited as actions which detract nothing 
from the moral worth of a most intellectual 
and superior being. Nor can the private 
calumnies interspersed here and there, par- 
ticularly of Lady Gander—originating, as 
they manifestly must, in the violations 
of domestic privacy——do the writer any 
credit. 
LAveust, 
Personal Narrative of the Irish Rebel- 
lion of 1798, by Charles Hamilton Teel- 
ing ; 1828.—The whole strain of the nar- 
rative—extravagant, romantic, puerile as it 
is—Jrish we might at once haye said—is 
little calculated to accredit the facts which 
the author puts forth; but unhappily we 
have evidence confirmative of their general 
character, of too notorious and irrefragable a 
nature to question their authenticity. He 
boldly gives his name, and certainly—save. 
the manifest want of simplicity and plain. 
sense, conspicuous in every leaf of the book, 
we have no grounds for throwing a shade of 
suspicion over any part of it, and especially 
over what he avers to have fallen under his 
own eye... The narrative, however, is not 
only told in bad taste, but is indistinctly 
told. The personal knowledge too, appears 
to have been slight. He was arrested in 
1796, confined for about a twelyemonth, 
liberated on his own responsibility, and took 
no active share in the subsequent rebellion. 
He was thus far the greater part of that 
tumultuous period in prison, or at large 
under recognizance, or ill—and moreover a 
mere boy—though Irish boys no doubt 
mature early. A slender and unsatisfactory 
sketch of the insurrection in Wexford, Kil- 
dare, and Down, is given, and of the lea~ 
ders—particularly of Lord Edward Fitz. 
gerald—where Pamela, the “ lovely’? Pa- 
mela, is not forgotten—“ formed to charm 
every heart and command every arm that 
had not already been enlisted in the cause of 
Ireland’’—intermixed with some details of 
the atrocious crueltiesand scandalous licence, 
which prevailed among the soldiers and the 
police, before, and during, and subsequent 
to the rebellion—with all which the public 
has been over and over again surfeited, and 
will scarcely be inclined to lend a very seri- 
ous ear to the vague, and unparticular state- 
ments before us. The part strictly personal, 
which is really very small, is of more in- 
terest, involving, as it does, the conduct of 
Castlereagh and Carhampton—with the con- 
duct of official persons the public has an in- 
timate concern. 
It was not till the autumn of 1796, afer 
the dismissal of Lord Fitzwilliam, that the 
Irish government, at the head of which was 
then placed Lord Camden, commenced ac- 
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