Each bijou Is upset in their search after you! They are playing the deuce with your things, Bloudie Jacke! There's your Cupid is broken in two, And so too, between us, is Each of your Venuses, The "Antique" ones you bought of the Jew, And the new One, George Robins swears came from St. Cloud. And And your knee's in your mouth, I protest, almost into your chest! They have pull'd off your arms and your legs, As the naughty boys serve the blue flies; Your fingers and thumbs for a prize! ⚫ Jehan de Ketche acted as Provost Marshal to the army of William the Conqueror, and received from that monarch a grant of the dignity of Hereditary Grand Functionary of England, together with a "croft or parcel of land," known by the name of the Olde Bailie, co. Middx. to be held by him, and the heirs general of his body, in Grand Serjeantry, by the yearly presentation of "ane hempen cravatte.” After remaining for several generations in the same name, the office passed, by marriage of the heiress, into the ancient family of the Kirbys, and thence again to that of Callcraft, (1st Eliz. 1558.) — Abhorson Callcraft, Esq. of Saffron Hill, co. Middx. the present representative of the Ketches, exercised his "function" on a very recent occasion, and claimed, and was allowed the fee of 134d. under the ancient grant as hangman's Wages. ARMS.-1st and 4th, Quarterly, Argent and Sable; in the first quarter a Gibbet of the second, noosed proper, Callcraft. 2nd, Sable, three Night-caps Argent, tufted Gules, 2 and 1, Ketche. 3rd, Or, a Nosegay fleurant, Kirby. SUPPORTERS.-Dexter: A Sheriff in his pride, robed Gules, chained and collared Or. - Sinister: An Ordinary displayed proper, wigged and banded Argent, nosed Gules. MOTTO. SIC ITUR AD ASTRA ! + The American Justinian, Compiler of the "Yankee Pandects." A similar appropriation is said to have been made, by an eminent practitioner, of those of the late Monsieur Courvoisier. Your trunk, thus dismember'd and torn, They hew, and they hack, and they chop; They stick up a pole In the place that's still called the "Wylde Coppe," And they pop Your grim gory head on the top! They have buried the fingers and toes, Bloudie Jacke! Of the victims so lately your prey. "Ladyes'-Fongers" they 're called to this day; -So they say,— And you usually dig them in May. What became of the dear little Girl? That young Bloudie Jacke! Ladies should draw from my pen,- With gay, harum-scarum young men, Down a glen! You really can't trust one in ten !" Let them think of your terrible Tower, Bloudie Jacke! And don't let them liberties take, In Bachelors' houses; Or, sometime or another, they 'll make A Mistake! And lose more than a Shrewsberrie Cake!! GASPARD DE BESSE. BY MISS LOUISA STUART COSTELLO. ABOUT the commencement of the eighteenth century there existed in Provence one of those remarkable characters who from time to time appear in a country, amaze and affright its inhabitants by their actions, become its hero, and leave behind them a name illustrious in popular tradition. Such was Robin Hood in England; Fra Diavolo in Italy; Rob Roy in Scotland; José in Andalusia; and, not less renowned in Provence was Gaspard de Besse. The sandy shores of the Durance, and the verdant mountains of the Var, were alike the scenes of his exploits: sometimes he was spoken of as engaged in daring adventures in the environs of Aix, and in the Venaissin: the possessions of the Holy Father were placed under contribution by him, as well as those under the jurisdiction of the Duke de Villars, then governor of Provence. He contrived to elude all pursuit; to escape all ambuscades; and, while he was sought in the deep gorges of Ollioules he was deep in his depredations in the woods of Esterel. He is said to have carried his audacity so far as to venture even into the lion's mouth; and has been known to sign with his own hand descriptions of his person, which the local authorities had caused to be placarded on the inn-doors, and other places of public resort. There was no want of superstitious dread attached to his name, -which circumstance, doubtless, was mainly instrumental in assisting his views; that he bore a charmed life, and, also, that he was capable of rendering himself invisible, were facts uncontested by most of the country people, to whom his deeds were familiar. Often as the peasant's family crowded round the hearth at night wondrous tales were circulated of the famous robber, accompanied with all the exaggeration which fear suggested. Nevertheless there mingled with the awe he inspired but little detestation: it was true that he attacked and despoiled castles; but then the cottage was safe from his ravages; and, though he exacted heavy payments from the carriages of rich travellers passing through his territories, he permitted the humble cart or waggon of the poor farmer to pass unmolested. Gaspard de Besse was never known to shed blood, except in self-defence: no assassination had ever been charged against him; and frequently he abandoned an enterprise rather than become conqueror at the expense of human life. The ladies of the higher classes of Aix were very far from looking upon this bold marauder with eyes of dislike or severity: not a few amongst them were content to pardon his thefts in consideration of his elegant manners, for "He would talk-ye Gods! how he would talk! He never failed in the most gallant and complimentary manner to restore or leave some jewel when he took possession of a casket; and he pleaded with so much considerate forbearance that those fair |