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than even that of her sister Sophia, Her sloping shoulders were saftly rounded, giving her the faintest, slightest agmblance of stoeping: and yet they borzowed the appearance of breadth from the well- expanded abeat, whence the besams rose grandly. But in their laxuriange, these large glowing oxbs were scareely divided in the middle—while laterally they protruded en the space occupied by the arms. The ee form of tee Princdas Amelia waa characterised emboxpoiat, and was soft, full, and voluptuous is the extreme,—leaving the waist, however, sufficiently symmetrical, though by no means sylpb-like. Indeed, her Royal Highness was a perfect Hebe in tha atyle of her beauty and the luscious ripeness of her charms ;—and, alike in person and in tempera- mant, did she appear to have been farmed by natura for the enjoyment of wanton pleasures. Over those shoulders so dazslingly white, — not anowy nor like alabaster, but of the inimitable white- ness of living fleah which ig fair and saft to the eye, —over those shoulders, wa say, flowed « profusion of silky hair, not ao colourless ag flaxen nor 2 deep aa aubarn-~hut of the bright and, glossy golden and hours, aud: days in that King’s life when de en- “vied the lot of the poorest of his aubjects, and when they would not bave envied him had al] been known. Is has hitherta been the custom and the fashion to speak of George the Third ia terms of praise: histo- riage for the mast past denominate hima good King —and monarchy-worshipping panegyriats have en- dowed him with every possible virtue. He has been called the Father of his Peeple—the Paternal Sove- reign—and a Pattern of Virtue and Morality: the{b world has been gravely told that England never was so happy, prosperous, and free as under hig rule ;—~ and it seems so natural ta speak of “the goed old times’’ of George the Third, that thonsanda of our readers will doubtless beastenished and startled when we agsure them that a more infamous miseraant never disgraced a throne than thet man! A superstitious bigot in religieus matters-—enter- taming the most implicit belief in the divine right of Kings—looking upon the people as having baen made for him, and not himeelf for the penple—of auch a diabalically cruel disposition that he never would exercise the pretogative of mercy, but gloated ovex the idea af miserable wretches being strung upin dozens and half-dozens at a time—so beartlessly tyrannical that he waged a sanguinary war against the brave Americans when they so gloriously threw off hia in- fernal yoke-—so wedded to despotio notiqns that he expeaded hundzeds of millians of treasuze and poured forth Britiah blood in torrents in order to eambat the Fronoh Revolution aud its efacta—and of such a base, maan, cowardly, and despicable eharacter that he not only persecuted men with unrelenting bitterness for their political and religious opjvians, byt also em- ployed spies, agents, and informers te get up pubdlig mestings and diaturbanecs, ian order that the people might be mawn down by artillery and cut to picees by charging eavalry,—such was George the Third! But who was the beautiful young woman that was writing at the table om the ogoasion of which we are now especially speaking? She was the King’s favourite daughter, the Pringess Amelia. In personal appearance and in disposition there was a great similitude between thie Princess and her sister Sophia, whom wea have already introduced to our readers. Tha beauty of Amelia was howevez, of a more vo- juptuous cast than that of Sophie Her complexion was dazzjingly fair ~entiched upem the cheeks with the aweetest and most delicate vermeil bloom. When her mind was perfeetly tran- qui) and hex pulses were not quickened by the ex- citemeng of thoughts, or passions, os emotians,— then did the. soft lustre of her lange blue eyes shed the calmeat expression over her entire countevanca, giving an air of pensive repose to her features. When gently moved by pleasurable feelings, the glances of those agura osbs and the soft smile that played arouad her mouth, degoted the unien of a warm heart with a kind and geoerous uature: but when more profoundly excited, the looks and the manners of the Princesa evinced all the vivid and varying sevsibilides af ay impassioned woman. Then, too, her eyes would awim in a valuptuons languer: the flush of sensuality would appear upon her counte- nance—and the heightening scarlet of the full, pout- ing, and gimoat, coaree lips would indicste strong desires and a licentious imagination. Ges figure was more ful) and of richer contours hue which exists between. Such was the Princess Amelia ;—and although her fosm, expanded into the luxuriance of womanhood, gave her the appearance of at least three or four and twenty years of age,—yet in reality waa ahe only eighteen. wat was about a quarter paat. ten o'clock in the morning when we thus introduce air readers to the King and his favourite daughter. The former was dictating, and the latter was writing, @ letter to the Princesa Caroline. of Bruns- wick, who had already been fixed upon as the future spouse of the Prince of Walea: for whenever a mem- ber of the English Rayal Family requires a husband or a wife, as the case may be, recourse. is invariably had to the trilee of beggarly German pauper princes and princesses;—and thence has it arisen that Eng- land is either infested with these greedy and dis gusting foreign leeches whose ravenous maws are never satiated with drinking the heart's blood of the toiling, starving, oppressed, asxl trampled-on indus- trious classes,—or else our treagury is compelled to gravt revenues to those petty potentates who would not eyeg be blessed with a thatch to their honses if it ware not for British gold. . Kut John Bull is the greatest fool in all Christen- dor; for not contented with ministering to.the rapa- city of those titled robbers denominated the aristo- cracy, he must need permit the paltriest German rascals anc demireps that ever bore jaw-breaking names to plunder him is the most flagrant manner, just because they are Grand-Dukes‘ or Dukes, and Grand-Duchesses or Ducheases ! Let us however continue our narrative before we lash ourselves into a fury at these tniquities. The Princess Amelia had just closed, sealed, and addressed her letter, when a page entered to inform his Majesty that a lady and gentleman humbly besought an audience on behalf of certain matters connected with his Royal Highnesa the Prince of Wales, At the mention of his eldest son’s name, a cloud spread rapidly aver the countenance of the King: but checking the ejaculation of displeasure which had risen to the very tip of his tong se, he demanded whether the lady and gentleman w.9 sought an in- terview had given their names, CO lin ©) NOOO) CO