Memoirs Of The Freemasons Of Naples.

Freemasons . Peyrol engaged this man , by the oiler of partaking the profits with him , to deceive the Pole by the imposture of a false lodge . In this they sought to dupe each other , and they themselves were both deceived . Sad example of the depravity of human nature ! They purchased together the apparatus of a lodge

, after which Peyrol invited many of his friends , under the pretext of a treat which a Polish gentleman intended to give . He had chosen for the place of meeting a country house at Capo de Monte , a hill famous for the beauty of its prospect , where there is a royal house , and a great number of delightful villas .

Visit To Stratford-On-Avon And Its Vicinage.

VISIT TO STRATFORD-ON-AVON AND ITS VICINAGE .

Br Bito . GEOP . GE MABKHAM TwEnnEM ,, Author of " Sliali'spere : Ms Times and Contemporaries , " § -c . ( Continuedfrom page 45 . ) As I left the church which contains the ashes of the greatest genius which tlie human race has yet produced , I endeavoured to realise the many evenings when he

, like the Page in the third scene of the fifth act of his own Romeo and Juliet , lias said to himself in his boyhood— "I am almost afraid to stand alone here in the churchyard ; yet I ivill adventure . " For I doubt not in this very graveyard he first learned the instructions which he has put into the mouth of " Mercutio's kinsman

, noble County Paris : "" Under yon yew-tree lay tbee all along" , Holding" thine ear closo to tho hollow ground ; So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread ( Being- loose , unfirra / with digging up of graves ) , But tliou shalt hear it . " -

Old Kemp had shown rae the new font before we left the church , which reminded me that Charles Kni ght had published a wood-cut of the ancient font , at which "William Shakspere , and many of his kith and kin , may reasonably enough be supposed to have been baptized . "Kenrp , " said I , " my good fellow , you have shown me your new font ; but I fear yon will not have

another Shakspere to baptize in your day or mine . " " Maybe not , sir . I hear say he was a clever fellow . " "He knew a thing or two , that's flat , Kemp . But can you tell me what got the old font ? " "I should think as how I can , sir . "What it stood for years at our back-door under th' spout , to catch

rainwater . Just come through th' passage , sir , " for by this time we had arrived opposite Kemp ' s humble cottage , " and I'll let ye see where 't stood , sir . " " Thank ye , Kemp . It ' s very interesting to see where it stood . And your parson and churchwardens , Kemp , deserved to have had their 'brains taken out , ancl

buttered , and given to a dog , ' as Shakspere makes old Falstaff say , for ever allowing it to stand in such a spot . It had no right to be removed from the church , Kemp ; that was the proper place to keep it . What got it at last , Kemp ? Did you break it up for sand ? " "Bless your life , no , sir ! It ' s in Stratford now , sir ;

and I think I can maybe show you it . " " I'll stand another ' stoup " of liquor' if yon will , Kemp . But tell me how it came to pass " from its accustomed duty of standing to catch rain-water under the spout at your back-door , Kemp ? " Tlie old man stated that a gentleman * ( whose name he mentioned ) "fancied it ; " so he , Kemp , made him a present ot it : ; that tbe gentleman was dead now , and

the font was standing in the garden of a master builder * close Try . Presently we were at the door , and the bell was answered b y a very civil maid-servant , who at once allowed us to inspect this fine old font , which stands on a sort of terrace at the end of the garden . It is very massiveformed of one piece of stoneand of

, , good workmanship ; but a portion of the cup or basin has been broken off . Now that it has been torn from the church , this fine old font ought to be preserved in the house where Shakspere was born , as one of the few Shaksperian relics which are now come-at-able ; for , if the bard was not baptized at this fontI make no

, doubt that he was at least christened at it ; and that he has stood and knelt by it when his own children were " signed with the sign of the cross , in token that hereafter they would not be ashamed to confess the faith of Christ crucified , and manfully to fight under His banner against sin , the world , and the devil , and to continue

Christ ' s faithful soldiers and servants unto their lives ' end : " a covenant which they appear to have kept . My next visit was to the birthplace of Shakspere , in Henley-street , Kemp volunteering to show the way ; but on arriving there we found the place shut up , it being past the hours for showing it . I therefore bade

poor old Kemp good-bye ; and as I piarted with him , I could not help thinking that ( with one exception ) he was the best representative of one of the gravediggers in Hamlet of any which I had met with on the stage of real life .

A . pleasant ramble about the streets and outskirts of Stratford , and some quiet contemplations by the Avon , brought on the time when "The dragon wing of night o ' ersproads the earth ;" I therefore retired , like Falstaff , to " take mine ease in mine inn ; " and by the time that my pipe was finished ,

' * ' The iron tongue of Midnight had told twelve . " I was presently in bed ancl asleep , but awoke when " Tho grey-eyed Morn smiles on the frowning ni ght , Checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light ; And flecked Darkness like a drunkard reels , From forth Day ' s pathway , made by Titan ' s wheels . " —Romeo and Juliet , act . ii ., so . 3 .

The notes of the cuckoo were as loud and distinct as though she were over my head , and continued for some minutes , when the town ' s clock struck three , and then for a few seconds the joyful notes were silent ; and when I again heard them , they came from a distance . I have always loved the simple notes of the cuckoo , and though

they are said to be " displeasing to the married ear , " I am happy to say they are as clear to me now that I am the father of a family as they were in those halcyon hours when I gathered daisies , and buttercups , and primroses in the fields and lanes of Cleveland , in the days of my childhood ; ancl I must confess I like the manner in

which this " messenger of spring " flutters in the verses of Loganf and of "Wordsworth , better than the banter of which Shakspere has made it the subject . After breakfast , I was about to visit ' the birthplace of the bard , but finding that an omnibus was about to start from tlie Eed Lion next door for Leamington , ancl that "

it would pass the stile or small gate ofthe footpath leading to Charlcotc Parle ( a place which I had put down to visit , if possible ) , I at once secured a seat beside the driver , and a- pleasant drive soon brought us to the spot . Descending from the vehicle , and walking across a single field , I found myself at tlie entrance to Charlcote Park ,