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forth in a body, to receive the sovereign at the foot of the stairs, from whence they conducted him into an anti-chamber, to rest for a few minutes upon a gold and crimson velvet throne, erected for the purpose. Here the six directors kissed hands, and, after a short interval, Don João, accompanied by his second son, Don Miguel, (the eldest having remained, as you know, as regent in the Brazils,) his married daughter, widow of the late Infante of Spain, the second princess, Donna Isabella, and his little grandson, child of the widowed princess, passed through the anti-room in which we sat, attended by the chamberlains and ladies in waiting. The moment they had placed themselves upon their elevated seats at the top of the ball room, the dancing commenced with great spirit; the ladies, of course, all rose as they passed, and both gentlemen and ladies (at least those who were personally known to them) kissed their hands as they moved through the glittering ranks which opened with difficulty to afford them a passage.

"The king was dressed in a scarlet uniform covered with diamonds, and rendered more ceremonious by a sort of scarf drapery, depending from his shoulder, being the ribbon of the principal orders: we had both seen him before; indeed, my husband had been presented by the English minister only a few days previous, therefore we were aware of the difference in the usual expression of his countenance, and that which appeared this evening. Terror (extreme, evident, but gradually yielding to the encouraging influ ence of female beauty and the general respectful devotion of manner exhibited by the gentlemen,) was its predominant character. Don Miguel walked next: a thin slight youth, with pale and rather elegant features, from which, however, every ray of intelligence seemed banished: solemn, upright, and immoveable; when once seated, he had the air of a statue or an automaton. The little grandson was, this evening, very tired and sleepy, and as he sat perched up in state by his royal grandfather's side, with his small legs dangling from a very high and uncomfortable seat, I longed to have possessed the power of carrying him off to bed. Six chamberlains stood ranged behind this regal group, dressed in scarlet coats embroidered with gold, with outrageously long waists, which made them appear all back and stomach. Their various orders, stars, and collars really dazzled the eye, and they appeared altogether so loaded with finery, and so stiff with embroidery, that they could hardly turn their heads, or make use of their limbs; perfect specimens of the ancient courtier-stiffened, cramped, confined and unnatural. The dress of the ladies was splendid, and their jewels of incredible beauty and value. The venerable Don Bernardo Paes led me to view the royal supper table, to which, by Portugueze etiquette, no person is admitted but the family of the king. As I leaned on the old man's offered arm, I really paused to admire my supporter, for he is the most perfect specimen of unaffected dignity that Lisbon now affords.

"The royal banquet was not particularly magnificent; and the prettiest appointments of the table were some gold knives and forks,

and a set of alabaster vases crowned, a l'antique, with roses: the apartment was fitted up with white muslin, so as to resemble a tent. We came away early, leaving Don Joao viewing the dancers, and I learnt that every thing concluded amicably and prosperously; the king went quietly to bed, instead of being blown up, and the ultra faction will, I hope, suffer him to retain the tranquillizing conviction, that his life is perfectly safe from the bloody designs of a Constitu tional government!-Adieu." Vol. II. p. 33.

To go to Lisbon without witnessing an earthquake, is scarcely worth while. Mrs. Baillie accordingly was present at two. Both, however, were slight; only sufficient to shake the beds, rattle the windows, clap the doors, and knock the candles out of their sockets. But these struggles of Nature were trifling compared with the political convulsions to which this unhappy country was exposed. Mrs. Baillie was still in Lisbon (May 1823) when the young Prince, Don Miguel, disgusted by the faction which surrounded his father, fled from the palace and betook himself to the revolting troops. The king in consequence was immediately declared Rey Absoluto, and the liberals in their turn were discontented. The Royal family made a grand entry into Lisbon, on the return of the Prince. The Princesses were clothed in, the military uniforms of colonels, with a petticoat attached; and the whole party celebrated Te Deum at the cathedral.

"The King has had the good policy to enact a farce, called "The Reconciliation," a few days ago. He went in state to the Ramallao, to bring back the Queen in triumph, to hold a drawingroom at the palace of Queluz, and placing her in the same carriage with himself, (a circumstance which has not occurred for the last twenty years,) embraced and kissed her cheek; upon entering the neighbourhood of Queluz, they were met by the whole of a most brilliant court, and an immense concourse of the people. The latter, taking off the horses, drew the royal carriage as far as the gates of the palace, and the former followed on foot, in grand procession. Their Majesties, upon alighting, again kissed each other, before all the assembly, and then proceeded, hand in hand, to the audience chamber, where such numerous "beije maos" (kissing of hands upon presentation) took place, that the ceremony was not concluded under six hours. Several ladies, who were present, assured me that they dropped into a deep sleep the instant they entered their carriages, on coming away, completely worn out by fatigue and exhaustion." Vol. II. p. 181.

Balls, fetes and illuminations without end succeeded. Sir Robert Wilson came into the Tagus, was arrested and deprived of his order of the Tower and the Sword. The Queen was " in a terrible state of temper." Sir George Nayler arrived with the Garter, and the King was so impatient for the investiture

that he peremptorily ordered his surgeon to cure a sore leg under which he laboured, several days earlier than they projected; but before this desired ceremony could take place Mrs. Baillie, to the great joy of her heart, once again set sail for England. It is most refreshing to turn from the sickly and unnatural preference which most travellers affect to feel for their foreign abodes, to the simple and affectionate delight with which Mrs. Baillie contemplates her return home.

We have omitted sundry visits to nunneries, and conventual anecdotes, as they are such as may be found abundantly in similar publications. One or two instances of the extent of the prevalent superstition, may, however, be cited; and they are such, be it remembered, as may be expected to exist in every country which professes the Roman Catholic religion. A person who had been urged to pray directly to God, instead of indirectly addressing him through the saints, replied as follows:

"It is proper and right, (said he,) to apply to the saints, when we want any thing; they are in favour with God, and can (if they are pleased with our offerings) obtain for us every good gift. With regard to addressing ourselves to God himself, that would be a very unwise method of proceeding: would any prudent person present a request to the king, when he knows that his ear is open only to the persuasions and representations of the fidalgos who surround him? now the saints are God's fidalgos and therefore we pray to them." Vol. I. p. 92.

"A woman in the lower class of society, being oppressed by the weight of some family misfortune, went to one of the churches to pray; she was found by this priest upon her knees, pouring out her supplications to that Almighty Redeemer, who alone is able to save! "Why do you pray to Jesus Christ?" said he: " apply rather to such and such saints, for they are so powerful in heaven, that they are able to do every thing for you, and may ask whatever they choose of Jesus Christ, who dares not refuse them!" Vol. I. p. 52.

A discovery of great importance to religion, (if we may so abuse the word), was made during Mrs. Baillie's residence. "At the distance of a few miles from hence is a certain field, in which a peasant boy was chasing a rabbit; the animal crept into an aperture in the side of a bank, closely followed by a dog; the boy, surprised to find that the latter did not return, determined to ascertain what had happened to prevent it, and, accordingly, groped his way into the bank, through the same narrow entrance; what was his astonishment, upon finding himself in a sort of cave, or hermitage, at the upper end of which he beheld an image of the virgin! The discovery was soon made public, and the miracles affirmed to be worked by this image go on daily increasing; all ranks of persons

are hastening to the spot, and it is asserted, among other popular tales, that when the boy first entered the cave, he found both the rabbit and dog upon their knees in devout adoration of the image." Vol. II. p. 112.

"Every creature in Lisbon and its environs is hastening to pay due adoration at the shrine of the newly discovered virgin, who is about four inches long, and being found, as I before mentioned, in a cave near this place, is consequently denominated "Nossa Senhora da Barracca," (our lady of the cave.) Here, every evening," a friar descants upon the miracles said to have been performed by her; and a small book, descriptive of them, has been published by authority. The image is already covered with costly ornaments, among which are, a crown set with brilliants, and numerous gold chains; the gifts of those votaries who are able to afford such demonstration of their faith. An aged fidalga, and somewhat fanciful withal, living in this neighbourhood, and who has been bedridden for years past, has caused herself to be carried to the cave, and has in consequence, (as she declares,) recovered the use of her limbs; the circumstance being well authenticated, affords additional proof of the extraordinary power of the imagination in nervous and hypochondriac complaints. The Queen goes in grand state this evening, and makes an offering of a silver lamp. The field resembles an immense fair, and restaurateurs regularly attend in their booths, to provide for the refreshment of the company. Last night, theré were no less than thirty carriages upon the ground, and it is common to see more than a thousand of the peasantry and townspeople upon their knees, at one time, surrounding the mouth of the cave. The friars have thought proper to declare, that a balsamic fragrance flows constantly from the image; and though there is always a strong smell of garlic and oil in the grotto, it is the fashion, upon entering, to exclaim, "What a delicious odour!" I ought to tell' you, that the Senhora is not very easy of access, as the entrance of her cave is so narrow, that persons are under the necessity of squeezing themselves in, creeping upon the hands and knees, and the heat of the interior is so insupportable, that several women have fainted." Vol. II. p. 128.

The king, queen and royal family, accompanied by the minister of state, went in solemn procession to the cave, and there paid their devotions to the newly found image, expressing a grateful belief that the recent political change was owing to her benign influence.

One other story is almost too piquant for our pages; we give it, however, to show the extent of profaneness to which superstition united with pride may lead its votaries. It is only necessary to premise, that puritana is not a religious soubriquet, but is applied to those families whose blood has never been contaminated by any plebeian alliance.

"Once on a time then, it happened, that a knot of puritana dames



were discussing the subject of who was, or who was not, properly qualified for the high honour of their acquaintance. If the Virgin Mary were alive,' said one, we could not visit her, you know, on account of her plebeian rank in life.' I can hardly decide,' replied another she is entitled to our adoration dead or alive.' At length the matter was settled to the satisfaction of everybody, by the fiat of an ancient Marqueza, the oracle of the party. Yes,' said she, we might visit the Virgin, on account of her being so 'highly connected; she is, you know, the Mother of G-d!"" Vol. II. p. 232.

Mrs. Baillie for the most part writes feelingly and intelligibly, and it is only now and then that some mistaken tawdriness or sublimities deform her style. She should not tell us, that "the pale demon of consumption may here plume her spectral wings, and grin a ghastly smile of complacence;' nor, that "these iron times are chilled by the freezy influence of the sneering demon of ultra refinement." justice, however, we must add, that these flights are few, and that the general matter and manner of her volumes is such as we must be indeed fastidious if we did not approve.




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