regulated the whole of her conduct, strengthened the amiable and gentle qualities of her disposition, and made her submit with meek resignation to the divine will, through the whole of the severe probation which she was to endure in this life to prepare her for a better. At Kentish Town, in his ninetyfourth year, Charles Grignion, who flourished in this country, as an historical engraver, upwards of half a century. He had the good fortune to pass a portion of his early youth at Paris, in the study of the celebrated Le Bas; and, though his stay with that artist was but short, yet it was of sufficient duration to enable him to imbibe such sound principles as laid the foundation of a style at once energetic and elegant. Having commenced his career in this school, he could draw as well as engrave; and, as he possessed that rare talent in his art, the power of giving a free and faithful translation of a picture, the quality and cast of his productions were bold and original. His best works not only possess in an eminent degree, whatever constitutes character and expression, as the print he engraved from one of Hogarth's series of election pictures abundantly proves, but they partake of that happy carelessness of execution, which is as much a characteristic beauty in the style of painting or engraving as it is in that of poetry. As Mr. Grignion advanced in life, his pure old fashioned style was superceded by a more imposing, a more finished, but a less intelligent manner. This revolution in engraving threw him into obscurity, and reduced him to poverty; but a few artists and lovers of art, to whom his virtues and his talents were equally dear, by a prompt and efficient subscription, sinoothed the path of his declining age, and enabled him to close his days in the bosom of his family, with a contented and grateful mind. This venerable engraver resigned his life without any pain of struggle. At Sidmouth, Devonshire, whither he had gone for the recovery of his health, the Right HonourableGeorge Legge, Earl of Dartmouth, and Viscount Lewisham.. He was called up as a baron to the House of Peers in 1801, during the lifetime of his father, and appointed president of the Board of Controul in the same year. In 1804, he succeeded his father in his titles. He was lord chamberlain to his majesty, and a knight of the garter; and was born October the second, 1755; was educated at Oxford, and obtained the degree of M.A. in 1775. In 1774, he was returned M. P. for the borough of Plymouth; and, in 1780, for Staffordshire; and, two years after was appointed one of the lords of the bedchamber to the Prince of Wales; and, in 1789, Lord Warden of the Stanneries. In 1783, he was nominated ene of the commissioners of Mr. Fox's new Board of Admiralty, who were to be assisted by a subordinate board of nine directors, In the summer of 1807, he resigned the coloneley of the loyal Birmingham volunteers, on account of ill health. While member for Staffordshire he supported the coalition admistration, and voted for Mr. Fox's India bill. His lordship was a man of the mildest and most amiable manners. He married Frances, sister to the Earl of Aylesford, by whom he had a numerous family. He is succeeded in his title and estates by his son Dd 4 William, At Mongeham parsonage, in the eighty-second year of his age, after a little more than an hour's indisposition, the Rev. Henry Dimock, of Pembroke College, Oxford, M.A. 1751; rector of St. Edmund the King, and St. Nicholas Acons, London, and of Blackmanstone, in this county. Of this good man, at the close of a long life, spent in the practice of every duty, professional, social, and domestic, it may be truly said, he fell asleep. The depth and soundness of his learning, the strict orthodoxy of his belief, and the primitive simplicity and integrity of his manners, might have entitled him to the highest offices of the church; but, in this world, reward does not always accompany desert. At Deal, aged eighty-seven, John Carter, Esq. the oldest magistrate (perhaps with the exception of Lord Frederick Campbell) of the county. He was brother of the celebrated Mrs. Elizabeth: Carter, the poetess, and learned translator of Epictetus, who died February the nineteenth, 1806, aged eighty-nine. He was born about December, 1723, the eldest son of Dr. Nicholas Carter, minister of Deal, and rector of Woodchurch and of Ham, in the same county (a native of Bucking hamshire) who died at Deal in 1774, aged eighty-seven, by Margaret, daughter and heiress of Richard Swayne, Esq. of Bere, in Dorsetshire, by a daughter of Thomas Trenchard, Esq. of Wolverton and Lychet-Maltravers, in the same county. Mr. Carter, after having into the army, and had a company been educated at Cambridge, went in the ninth regiment of foot (if we mistake not) about sixty-five years ago. At this period his active and intelligent mind made him much consulted and employed, particularly on the Kentish coast, when the rebellion of 1745 created serious fears of an invasion. Some years afterwards, he married a lady of good fortune at Deal, to whom some of his sister's poems are addressed; and retiring to the excellent house which formed a portion of her property in his native town, there passed the remainder of his life, and breathed his last. Soon after, he was put into the commission of the peace for the county, and discharged the duties of it for a long period of years with eminent superiority, so as to entitle him to the elevation to the chair of the East Kent sessions, which he filled for some time with great credit. He was a man of very lively and acute natural parts, very highly cultivated, an exact and elegant classical scholar, an excellent linguist, and a man of extensive and general reading; in all which various departments he continued to exercise his admirable faculties to the last, his final illness not having attacked him for more than ten days before his death. Till that period he enjoyed all the powers of his body and mind, with little apparent decay; his memory and vivacity were in strong force; he moved with agility, and the marks of age had made little impression on his person; he worked in his garden, be read with eagerness, he talked with his usual clearness and fluency, and he abated in none of the attentive politeness of the old court. He joined in all social circles, lived cheerfully and hospitably, and betrayed none of the peevishness of an octogenarian. His person was that of a hale man, of little more than sixty. He had seen much of life, knew its follies, and turned not with stern repulsivenes from an acquaintance or compliance with its humours. In short, he had all the polish, and all the agreeable knowledge, of a man of the world, added to that of a ready and perfect scholar. In his literary taste, he was what some would deem too antique; and many would deem too severe. Of the ancients, among his prime favourites, was Horace; and of the moderns, Pope. He seemed to prefer wit and acute sense, to sentiment and fancy. His politics were those of whiggism, perhaps a little extended with the times. He feared despotism rather than anarchy; and corruption rather than licentiousness. He saw two extremes of danger between which modern governments were vibrating, and leaned to the side of the people. The stores of his understand ing were so abundant, and in such constant exercise, that it was difficult to contend with him; and his very years, which had all the venerability, without any of the weakness of age, added the imposing advantage of high respect and awe. Rank never dazzled him; office and power he treated with indifference; and all the habits of his life were guided by a calm and manly independence. He was a master of the law (various and complex as it is) which concerns the duty of a country magistrate, and wielded all its technicalities with astonishing readiness and skill. On these sub jects he was firm, and sometimes, perhaps, a little tenacious in his opinions; but it was very rarely that he could be detected in an error. His pen was continually in his hand, and in the course of a long life, he was the author of several pamphlets and political letters of a temporary nature, which have probably perished with the occasion. He was a most affectionate husband, and a most fond and attentive father; dedicating much of his time to the instruction and accomplishment of his children; and applying his care and his fortune to their gratification. In his death, both they and his widow will experience an irreparable loss. DECEMBER. At Whitchurch, Edgeware, the Rev. Henry Poole, M. A. chaplain to his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales, and formerly tutor to the present Lord Southampton and the Fitzroy family, aged sixty-six. As a scholar, few of the present day, perhaps, could surpass him ; and as a lover of truth, and of every virtue which characterizes the exalted Christian, he was eminently conspicuous. In the pulpit he inspired reverential awe, and the plain, easy, yet nervous style of his discourses, never failed to make a due impression on the mind of his hearers, and often awakened the feelings of those who had hitherto lived in a state |