LIABILITY OF COLONIAL GOVERNORS.
By the Francis Spaight, lately arrived from Lon-<*> don, we were favoured with a copy of the Colonial Magazine For April last, by a respectable mer-<*> cantile house in the city, with a request that we
would transfer to our columns an article entitled, "The LtA?iLtTr of our Colonial Governors to Actions at Law in the Courts op thb Colonies under their Government." That article now appears in our last page, and will be found to contain a variety of nice points into which we do not presume to enter. For onr purpose, it is sufficient to add, that the commonly received opinion, that Colonial Governors are not liable is here strongly combated, and that its converse is affirmed by a Solemn decision of the Lords of the Prjvy Council.
The News fetter for 1843, we are requested to elate, is now published at the office of thie paper, and any rea sonable number of copies may be had in time for the Sam ParctUc, which is advertised as about to dose her awul to-day.
A very scandalous piece of neglect lias been perpetrated in reference to the Palmyra'e mail just now forwarded from Van DiemaT* Land. More than half oat papers art opwanb of a year old, and several of oar marchaata.
#c understand, have received letters, containing im portant advicesor remittances of as late a date as October, |[842. This is really too bad, and ought to be inquired into by the authorities of Van Diemen's Land, No com< pensation can, it is true, be made for past neglect, but care ought to be taken, that we are not again sub jected to the like inconvenience and loss.
A melancholy accident has deprived our esteemed fellow-colonists, Mr and Mrs Peacock of Grenfell-street, of their only daughter that remained with them in the Colony, Miss Sarah Peacock, aged 14 years. This la- mented young lady accompanied her parents on Monday last to their farm at Walkerville for the pur- pose of a few days' rustication, when the sad calamity occurred, which put a period to her promising spring, and plunged her parents into a state of sorrowful be- reavement. Miss Peacock had gone to the river, in company with a little brother, for a pitcher of water, where it is supposed she must have overbalanced herself and fallen in. A shriek from the child imme- diately announced the accident to Mrs Peacock, who was alone in the cottage, a short distance off, and who, with great presence of mind, at once ran for assistance; but Mr. Peacock and his men being in a distant part of the section, a considerable time elapsed before they could reach the spot. When they arrived no traces of the unfortunate young lady were visible. With as little delay as possible, two blacks were got from an adjoining section, who dived into the river, and suc- ceeded in getting the body after it had been in the water about twenty-five minutes. The ordinary means for resuscitation were immediately resorted to, and Dr Wyatt was in attendance in about half an hour after the body was found, but every effort to restore animation proved fruitless, life being extinct. It is probable that Miss Peacock got entangled in the water as soon as she fell in, but the child who was with her is not able to give any account of the circumstances attending her untimely fate. With the afflicted parents we express our sincerest condolence under their keen and weighty trial, and doubt not that, in the expression of sym- pathy, we shall be joined by many, very many of their friends.
The South Australian Magazine, vol. 11. No. VIII., double number, p.p. 60. James Allen, King William-street: price 2s 6d. [Communicated.] Th-> Magazine will be welcomed by its numerous readers, many of whom had fancied it defunct, the delay in the appearance of the present number having been so long protracted, arising from the uumcrous other oc cupations of the editor, but, as arrangements have now been entered into with the view of preventing a recur rence of this, greater regularity and more spirit may be expected. The present number offers a very great variety of the practical, literary, amusing, and classical. The treatise on the exportable fruits of the Colony we reprinted in full last Saturday, and need add no thing to the few remarks we then prefixed: it is we.l able to speak for itself. Mr Wilson's two lectures on Poetry and Engraving will be read with the interest which attaches itself to anything coming from that ac complished scholar. They certainly read with even better effect than they had in the delivery—a proof that they will bear examination. The commencement of a Tale called " Walter Mackenzie," does not, certainly, promise much, but it would be unfair to judge of it as yet; we hope it may be better as it proceeds. Next, we have a -continuation of the wild and beautiful poem, "The Spirit of the Murray." This is really very creditable to our Colonial literature. The style of the writer is musical, and his feelings all poetry; his productions cannot be read without pleasure; we think him sometimes a little careless, but we would gladly see a few more like him. who could, as he is doing, embody in verse the old tra ditions of " the land we live in." This is a noble walk of poetry—lt was Hesiod's—it was Homer's —it was Ovid's. Virgil gave to Rome a fanciful and fictitious origin; but Virgil is immortal, and the Romans are still supposed to be descended from JEaeas, and no man of poetical mind would desire to dispel the illusion. Our own Shakspere has followed in the same track, and con ferred upon the houses of Lancaster and Tudor a lustre they could scarcely claim from history. Milton went further still, in adding to the Bible, and in speaking (if the expression may be admitted) unspeakable things, such as it is not lawful for a man to utter. We are afraid "Cuique" follows a little in the same track, and fills up from fancy the blanks left in tradition; still his verses are not the less delightful. The nttives ought assuredly to vote him a service of plate—he deserves well of them. Those who live here cannot but admire the skill and tact which have thrown the witching tint of romance over subjects so unpromising as the South Australian aborigines. We have next a Romance on the subject of the Moors in Spain, a translation from the Fiench, by a Mr Morton, deceased, of whose murder at Portland Bay a short account is given. It appears to possess much interest; the style is certainly beautiful; out, before we say more, we should tike to see the con tinuation ; it is to run through three numbers. There are some sweet little poems, and the number ends with a translation from Horace, which we transfer to our columns, | that our friends at home may see that even the classics ■are not wholly forgotten among us:— H OR ACE. BOOR 111. —ODB IX. HOSACC. Lydia, as long as Ihou weit only mine, And while no other lover, young and gay, Hi> arms about thy snowy neck might twine, Or, wanton, with tby flowing ringlets play. More loved by tfaee; The monarch of the tunny land divine. Whole paiaees an hundred slaves enshrine, I All canopied from sight ol glaring day. Might well have envied me. tYDU. And dearly, Horace, did I prize thy love, When all thy young affections were mine own, Before bright Chloe was preferred above Poor Lydia, who was then beloved alone. In thy fond heart Not Ilia, mother of all Rome, could prove Her name so glorious, if for fame she strove, Ab Lydia'v, then to all the world was known, 'Ere forced from thee to part HOHACI, _P Cbloc of Toman rules me now— ■j Skilled in the lyre, and sweet of voice— For whose dear sake, with fearless brow, 4n death itseli I would rejoice. Might Chloe, my surviving soul, be •partil. Blooming in health, and beauty unimpaired. LYDU. «or dream 1, Horace, now of tbee ; My heart the Thurian has fired With love, as hit has been to me; And gladly, were my Hie required, Death would I twice endure, icr Mm. with joy Knitting that I caved my much-loved boy. BOI.ACE. But what, if the love we kn: win our v<ti:*i Return in the fulness and p< -v : ..! tni'ti. To bind.«, now parted, tog i <■: ?p!i;n, Confirming our union with t<l ,m?<i: chain ' If golden haired Chloe were bjh,;i .-I (torn ih. :<v.: Which ahoald never be do* < upon >.ydU r:.>• ? LYDta. Though the gallant young Tinu-an t-oy is fr<-,n? tin'^'i Than the ttar-tpangted Heave: at uu'ly* i<i s ..'— Though thon art more light' m & rorli. «n<i u«tt mve In tby wrtth with smc bios • -':?n A<iiii.,rs wa^t— Yet with thee, and thee only, Ik in •* m e that I Delighted wratd live, and wou'-i, <: e-f</:? i\*. MelaMe, November, 1843. «. W. A As * whole, we should, consider this a .err exec; .cut number, and we trust those winch follow may keep up ' the old reputation of the first maga,ine ever pobJMKd in JkeAwtralmnColonie..