espouse the cause of liberty, which he had so long and so lately insulted. Ob. 1721, Æt. 88. Cardinal Curzon, imaginary, 1209.

Sir Paul Rycaut, by Vandyck. He was employed in the diplomatic line by the two last of the Stuarts, and their successor William; and has left us not only proofs of his talents as a negociator, but also as an historical writer. Whilst secretary to the embassy at Constantinople, he composed an "Account of the Ottoman Empire, and a Continuation of Knolles's History of the Turks:" whilst resident at Smyrna, he published "The present State of the Greek and Armenian Churches." Ob. 1700.

Mary Countess of Dorset was daughter of Sir George Curzon, and wife of Edward Earl of Dorset, who was one of the most distinguished ornaments of the Sackvilles. She was governess to the children of Charles I. and so conspicuously virtuous in her conduct, that it was voted in Parliament, after her decease, the funeral should be performed at the public expence, and she was consequently buried in great state, 1645.

Hon. C. and H. Curzon, by Hamilton.
Duchess of York, by Lely.

Prince Henry, by Cornelius Janssen; the amiable son of James I. whose noble and manly con duct had endeared him to all classes of his father's

subjects; and who was spared, by early death, from the misery of participating the checkered fortune of his family. Historians, in recording his death, have agreed, that it was matter of infinitely more regret to his acquaintance than his parent; that to the former he was an object of love and esteem, whilst he was regarded by the latter with eyes of jealousy and envy; and some have even gone so far as to affirm that the king forbad mourning to be worn for him, but this appears to be founded in error. Ob. 1612, Et. 18.

Quintin Matsis, his Wife, and Child, by himself; • Omnia vincit amor. This artist was a native of Antwerp, where he carried on the trade of a blacksmith; but becoming enamoured of the daughter of a painter, who was willing to unite his child only to one of his own profession, our son of Vulcan quitted his forge for the easel, and soon made himself sufficiently master of the art not only to entitle him to his wife, but to the character of a celebrated painter. His most esteemed picture is known by the title of "The Misers," and is in the Royal collection at Windsor.

Louise Duchess of Portsmouth, on whose son the title of Duke of Richmond was conferred by his father Charles II. together with a grant of one shilling per chaldron on all coals shipped in the

river Tyne; which was commuted by his present Grace of Richmond, in 1800, for a perpetual annuity of 19,000l. per annum, secured by Act of Parliament on the consolidated fund.

Sir Nathaniel Curzon, father to the present Lord Scarsdale. Ob. 1758. He married Mary, daughter of Sir Ralph Asheton. Catherine Countess of Dorchester was daughter of Sir Charles Sedley, and mistress to James II. by whom she was raised to the rank of Countess; a situation which her father ever considered a splendid indignity offered to his family. An injury so sensible could scarcely be forgotten, or remain unresented, when opportunity offered. On the first agitation of the questions which brought about the Revolution, Sir Charles was a distinguished partizan, and at once indulged the parent's resentment and wit's spleen, when he said, "The king "did me the honour to make my daughter a Coun"tess, and I should be ungrateful indeed not to "assist in making his daughter (Mary Princess "of Orange) a queen." When the remonstrances of his confessors had induced James to break off the connection with the Countess of Dorchester, she married David Earl of Portmore, and died 1717.

In the dining-room are, a fine picture by Snyders, Ducks and Hawks.-Landscape, by C. Lorraine.

-Two Landscapes, subjects from Milton's Allegro, by Zuccarelli.-Hagar and Ishmael, by Ciro Ferri.

The apartments which are shewn terminate with the western pavillion, which consists of a noble kitchen, viewed from a gallery connected with the corridor. A very appropriate motto, enjoining frugality and liberality, is inscribed over the chimney, "Waste not, Want not."

You may imagine, from the above slight account of Kiddlestone-House, that elegance and taste characterize every thing within and about it; but to these let us not forget to observe, that comfort may be added; for the apartments are not reserved for shew alone, but constantly inhabited by the family, and the numerous friends which his Lordship's hospitality invites.

The country, as we pursued our route to Ashbourne, gradually assumed that appearance of "untamed nature," which the Derbyshire scenery so generally exhibits; the hills began to swell into bold and sweeping protuberances, and the face of the country to lose that cloathing of wood on which our eye had hitherto with pleasure reposed. This continued till we dropped into Ashbourne, a neat town embosomed amid hills, which rise around it on every side, and confine within them a rich valley, through the centre of whose lap the river

Dove rolls his waters, stocked with a species of trout of the most delicious flavour. Its fame for cheese it is unnecessary to mention; an article supplied by the dairy farms in its neighbourhood, which are chiefly converted to this purpose. The old church is a fine specimen of Gothic building; and a noble monument of philanthropy presents itself in the free-school, which an old writer tells us, "Divers well-disposed citizens of London being "borne in or near to Ashbourne on the Peak, "combining their loving benevolence together, "built there, with convenient lodging for a master, " and liberal maintenance allowed thereto."

Our curiosity having been excited by the report of some valuable pictures at Oakover, the ancient seat of the family of that name, we wound up the long hill to the north of Ashbourne, and directed our course to Mappleton, three miles from thence; a most picturesque village, a little to the left of which lies the mansion above-mentioned, a substantial brick family-house, built about a century since, snugly situated in a broad flat, on the banks of the Dove. Deep woods shelter it on one side; and Thorp-Cloud, a truncated conoidal mountain, rears itself in front. The visitor is permitted to see one room only in the house; but this is a jewel. It contains the following exquisite pictures: