CHRONOLOGY.

1308. On the 1st of January in this year, William Tell, the Swiss

patriot, associated himself on this day with a band of his countrymen,

against the tyranny of their oppressors. For upwards of three centuries

the opposition was carried on, and terminated by the treaty of

Westphalia in 1648, declaring the independence of Switzerland.

1651. On the 1st of January Charles II. was crowned at Scone king of the

Scots. Charles, when a child, was weak in the legs, and ordered to wear

_steel-boots_. Their weight so annoyed him that he pined till recreation

became labour. An old rocker took off the _steel-boots_, and concealed

them; promising the countess of Dorset, who was Charles’s governess,

that she would take any blame for the act on herself. Soon afterwards

the king, Charles I., coming into the nursery, and seeing his boy’s legs

without the boots, angrily demanded who had done it? “It was I, sir,”

said the rocker, “who had the honour, some thirty years since, to attend

on your highness, in _your_ infancy, when _you_ had the same infirmity

wherewith now the prince, your very own son is troubled; and then the

lady Cary, (afterwards countess of Monmouth) commanded _your

steel-boots_ to be taken off, who, blessed be God, since have gathered

strength, and arrived at a good stature.” Clare, chaplain to Charles

II., at the time the affair happened, related this anecdote to old

Fuller, who in 1660, contemplating “the restoration,” tells the story,

and quaintly exclaims, “the nation is too noble, when his majesty shall

return from foreign parts, to impose any other _steel-boots_ upon him,

than the observing the laws of the land, which are his own _stockings_,

that so with joy and comfort he may enter on what was his own

inheritance.” The nation forgot the “steel-boots,” and Charles forgot

the “stockings.”

1801. January 1. The Union of Great Britain with Ireland commenced

according to act of parliament, and the event was solemnized by the

hoisting of a new royal flag on the Tower of London, accompanied by the

firing of guns there and in St. James’s Park. On the 3d the king

received the great seal of Great Britain from the lord chancellor, and

causing it to be defaced, presented to him a new great seal for the

United Kingdom. On the same day, January 1st, 1801, Piazzi, the

astronomer at Palermo, discovered a new primary planet, making an

eleventh of that order: he called it Ceres, from the goddess of that

name, who was highly esteemed by the ancients of Sicily.

* * * * *

Usually at this period the rigour of cold is severely felt. The

indisposition of _lie-a-beds_ to face its severity is pleasantly

pictured by Mr. Leigh Hunt, in a paper in the Indicator. He imagines one

of those persons to express himself in these terms:

“On opening my eyes, the first thing that meets them is my own breath

rolling forth, as if in the open air, like smoke out of a

cottage-chimney. Think of this symptom. Then I turn my eyes sideways and

see the window all frozen over. Think of that. Then the servant comes

in. ‘It is very cold this morning, is it not?’--‘Very cold, sir.’--‘Very

cold indeed, isn’t it?’--‘Very cold indeed, sir.’--‘More than usually

so, isn’t it, even for this weather?’ (Here the servant’s wit and good

nature are put to a considerable test, and the inquirer lies on thorns

for the answer.) ‘Why, Sir..... I think it _is_.’ (Good creature! There

is not a better, or more truth-telling servant going.) ‘I must rise,

however--Get me some warm water.’--Here comes a fine interval between

the departure of the servant and the arrival of the hot water; during

which, of course, it is of ‘no use’ to get up. The hot water comes. ‘Is

it quite hot?’--‘Yes, sir.’--‘Perhaps too hot for shaving: I must wait a

little?’--‘No, sir; it will just do,’ (There is an over-nice propriety

sometimes, an officious zeal of virtue, a little troublesome.) ‘Oh--the

shirt--you must air my clean shirt:--linen gets very damp this

weather.’--‘Yes, sir.’ Here another delicious five minutes. A knock at

the door. ‘Oh, the shirt--very well. My stockings--I think the stockings

had better be aired too.’--‘Very well, sir.’--Here another interval. At

length every thing is ready, except myself. I now cannot help thinking a

good deal--who can?--upon the unnecessary and villainous custom of

shaving; it is a thing so unmanly (here I nestle closer)--so effeminate,

(here I recoil from an unlucky step into the colder part of the

bed.)--No wonder, that the queen of France took part with the rebels

against that degenerate king, her husband, who first affronted her

smooth visage with a face like her own. The emperor Julian never showed

the luxuriancy of his genius to better advantage than in reviving the

flowing beard. Look at cardinal Bembo’s picture--at Michael Angelo’s--at

Titian’s--at Shakspeare’s--at Fletcher’s--at Spenser’s--at Chaucer’s--at

Alfred’s--at Plato’s. I could name a great man for every tick of my

watch. Look at the Turks, a grave and otiose people--Think of Haroun Al

Raschid and Bed-ridden Hassan--Think of Wortley Montague, the worthy son

of his mother, a man above the prejudice of his time--Look at the

Persian gentlemen, whom one is ashamed of meeting about the suburbs,

their dress and appearance are so much finer than our own--Lastly, think

of the razor itself--how totally opposed to every sensation of bed--how

cold, how edgy, how hard! how utterly different from any thing like the

warm and circling amplitude, which

Sweetly recommends itself

Unto our gentle senses.

Add to this, benumbed fingers, which may help you to cut yourself, a

quivering body, a frozen towel, and an ewer full of ice; and he that

says there is nothing to oppose in all this, only shows, at any rate

that he has no merit in opposing it.”

[Illustration: ~Gymnastics for Youth.~]

This engraving represents simple methods by which, at this season

especially, the health of young persons may be maintained, and the

constitution invigorated. Two round parallel bars at two feet distance

from each other, on round standards three or four feet high, firmly

fixed in the ground, will afford boys the means of actively exerting

their limbs and muscles: and if the ends of a pole be let into opposite

walls or fastened to trees, the boys may be taught to climb single

ropes, and hold on while swinging by them. The engraving is placed

before the eyes of parents and teachers with the hope of directing their

attention to gymnastic exercises, as diversions for youth, and they are

referred to a practical treatise on the subject by Mr. Clias, that may

be safely used. His judicious reasoning must convince every reader of

their importance to the rising generation, and that it is within the

means of all classes of persons to let boys acquire a knowledge of the

feats represented in the plates to his work, for teaching which his

explanations are numerous and clear.

* * * * *

_An unseasonable occurrence_ in the cellar of the late sir Joseph Banks

may be acceptable in the mention, and excite particular sympathy in

persons who recreate with the juice of the vine: as a fact, it may tend

to elucidate the origin and nature of vegetable fungi, particularly of

that species termed mushroom. The worthy baronet had a cask of wine

rather too sweet for immediate use; he therefore directed that it should

be placed in a cellar, in order that the saccharine matter it contained

might be more perfectly decomposed by age. At the end of three years, he

directed his butler to ascertain the state of the wine, when, on

attempting to open the cellar door, he could not effect it, in

consequence of some powerful obstacle. The door was cut down, and the

cellar found to be completely filled with a firm fungous vegetable

production--so firm that it was necessary to use the axe for its

removal. This appeared to have grown from, or have been nourished by,

the decomposed particles of the wine: the cask was empty, and carried up

to the ceiling, where it was supported by the surface of the fungus.

* * * * *

At the close of this day he who can reflect with satisfaction on the

past, may anticipate with calm delight the entrance of the new year,

and lift his eyes to the living lustres of the firmament with grateful

feelings. They shine out their prismatic colours through the cold thin

air, keeping watch while man slumbers, or cheering him, who contemplates

their fires, to purposes of virtue. In this season

-------------- The night comes calmly forth,

Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:

The golden wain rolls round the silent north,

And earth is slumbering ’neath the smiles of heaven.

The Every-day Book and Table Book, v. 1 (of 3) or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Month, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac · 第 22 / 982 题