1808.] 
@ver, is apt to cloy the ear by its mono- 
tony, and weakens the vigour of the ver- 
sification by the necessity of finding final 
words of similar kinds. The truth of 
this remark is fully exemplified in the 
*« Davideis” of Cowley, and the poems of 
Blackmore. 
=e 
To the Editor of the Monthly Magazine. 
SIR, 
ILL you allow me, through the 
medium of your widely circulated 
miscellany, to make some enquiries re- 
specting Katherine Parre. She is said by 
some writers to have been married to Ed- 
ward Brugh, or Borough, before her 
union. with John Neville Lord Latimer, 
and others represent her to have been 
only once married before she was ad- 
vanced to the throne. I shall. feel 
greatly indebted to any of your corre- 
spondents, who can refer me to such au- 
thorities as will clear up this point, or 
who will favour me with any particulars 
relative to these men. After the death 
of Henry the Eighth, she married Lord 
‘Thomas Seymour, to whom she bore a 
daughter, but survived her delivery only 
afew days. I find no mention made of 
the death of this child, of whom I would 
gladly collect some information. I also 
wish to know whether there is a portrait 
of Katherine preserved, and where it is 
to be found. Your’s, &c. 
December 30, 1807. iH, 
—— 
For the Monthly Magazine. 
GBSERVAIIONS made during a TOUR 
through the UNITED STATES Of AME- 
RICA,—NO. XXI. 
T wason the morning of the 13th of June 
that we bid adieu to Cleveland, hav- 
ing on our road stopped to breakfast with 
Judge Huntingdon, passed through the 
new settlements of Hudson, and crossed 
‘inker’s Creek, famous for excellent 
stone on its banks.’ We expected to 
have got to a friend’s house sometime be- 
fore sun-set, but unluckily, taking a wrong 
direction, we wandered in the forests un- 
tilit was quite dark, having beenso weakly 
confident as to Jeave our compass, tinder- 
box and matches, at Cleveland, conceiv- 
ing them no longer useful. When dark 
we did not dare to proceed, lest we 
should further wander into the endless la- 
barynths of the wilderness, or plunge 
our horses into an impassable morass. 
Arming ourselves, therefore, with ail 
Montury Mas. No. 167. 
Query relative io Katherine Parre. 
3$ 
the fortitude our philosophy would fur- 
nish, we fastened our horses to the trees, 
spread our blankets on the ground, and 
used our saddles for pillows. This, how- 
ever, was not done on my part without 
some fear, least under my pillow a viper 
might be folded, or that my weight might 
disturb the torpid quiet of a rattlesnake. 
These fears were however groundless, 
whilst an evil we thought not of pestered 
us for days after. We were nearly de- 
voured by flies so small that they could 
scarcely be discovered, but so numerous 
that not an open part of the body es- 
caped their poisonous bite, the effects of 
which were a most tormenting itching, 
that nothing I could procure would allay. 
To add to our mishaps, about one in the 
morning of the 14th the sky began to 
lower, soon flashed the lightening, and a 
thunder gust commenced,which endedin a 
perfect hurricane. On the spot where 
we encamped, the trees were lofty, had 
monstrous tops, but young, and of no 
great girt; the winds bowed these tops 
almost to the ground, and at any other 
time most probably would have impressed 
us with fear; but feeling that we had no re- 
treat, we conformed to the destiny of 
man, and submitted to irremediable evils 
with patience, and surveyed the uproar 
with tolerable composure. The storm 
lasted about an hour and an half, and wet- 
ted usto the skin. Duringits continuance, 
I was convinced that I heard the crowing 
of a cock, but it was impossible to ime 
press my belief upon my companions; 
however, when we preceeded on_ our 
journey, we found that had we rode two 
hundred yards farther, we should have 
reached an habitation; at which having 
refreshed ourselves, and procured some 
useful information as to the road for War- 
ren, we proceeded on our journey. This 
was a day of incessant rain, and the thun- 
der was as loud asl ever heard, whilst 
the lightning blazed in every direction. 
After refreshing at Hiram, where we 
were told there were about ten setile- 
ments, we proceeded through Roctsburghy 
a township celebrated, surely, for the 
worst road in the world, and a. natural 
opening ia a rock, through which that 
road passes.. The land in this township 
is very rich, and the trees principally 
beech and maple, whose reots running 
horizontally across and on the surface of 
the road, form a network at all times 
dangerous for a horse, and more especially 
it becomes after much rain, when it is 
extremely slippety. We were obliged to 
F travel 
