“The tunes which he played were his favourites; and he, with an elegance of manner, said at the same time, ‘I remember you have a fondness for music, and the tunes you used to ask for I have not forgotten, which were Cualin, The Dawning of the Day, Elleen-a-roon, Ceandubhdilis, &c. These, except the third, were the first tunes, which, according to regulation, he played at the famous meeting of harpers at Belfast, under the patronage of some amateurs of Irish music. Mr. Bunton, the celebrated musician of that town, was here the year before, at Hampson’s, noting his tunes and his manner of playing, which is in the best old style. He said with the hottest feeling of self-love, ‘When I played the old tunes not another of the harpers would play after me.’ He came to Magilligan many years ago, and at the age of eighty-six, married a woman of Innishowen, whom he found living in the house of a friend. ‘I can’t tell,’ quoth Hampson, ‘if it was not the devil buckled us together; she being lame and I blind.’ By this wife he has one daughter, married to a cooper, who has several children, and maintains them all, though Hampson (in this alone seeming to doat) says that his son-in-law is a spendthrift and that he maintains them; the family humour his whim, and the old man is quieted. He is pleased when they tell him, as he thinks is the case, that several people of character, for musical taste, send letters to invite him; and he, though incapable now of leaving the house, is planning expeditions never to be attempted, much less realized; these are the only traces of mental debility; as to his body, he has no inconvenience but that arising from a chronic disorder: his habits have ever been sober; his favourite drink, once beer, now milk and water; his diet chiefly potatoes. I asked him to teach my daughter, but he declined: adding, however, that it was too hard for a young girl, but that nothing would give him greater pleasure if he thought it could be done. “Lord Bristol, while lodging at the bathing house of Mount Salut, near Magilligan, gave three guineas and ground rent free, to build the house where Hampson now lives. At the house-warming, his lordship with his lady and family came, and the children danced to his harp; the bishop gave three crowns to the family, and in the _dear_ year, his lordship called in his coach and six, stopped at the door, and gave a guinea to buy meal. “Would it not be well to get up a subscription for poor old Hampson? It might be sent to various towns where he is known. “Ever yours, “C. V. SAMPSON.” ADDENDA. “In the time of Noah I was green, After his flood I have not been seen, Until seventeen hundred and two. I was found