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NEW NOVEL, EDITED BY CAPTAIN CHAMER. Now ready at all the Libraries, in 3 vols., P A SSION AND PRINCIPLE. A NOVEL. Edited by Capt. FREDERICK CHAMIER, R.N. , Author of " The Life of a Sailor," &C. Henry Colburn, Publisher, 13, Great Marlborough-street. EDITED BY THOMAS HOOD. ESQ., AND ILLUSTRATED BY LEECH. THE MAY NUMBER OF COLBURN'S NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE AND HUMORIST, Contains the following interesting Articles: — Mr. Wakley and the Poets. B y the Editor. The Barnabys in America. By Mrs. Trollope. Chaps. 6to 9. Female Arithmeticians. By Leman Blanchard, Esq. French Cooks and Cookery. The late Andrew Ducrow. Graduates and Under-Graduates ; or, the Proctor's Note-book. By the Author of "Peter Priggins." Talents Misapplied. Madame d'Arblay's Diary of the Court of Queen Charlotte. Phineas Quiddy ; or Sheer Industry. By John Poole, Esq., Author of " Paul Pry." The Poetry of Law, and the Law of Poetry. The Confessions of an Avaricious Man. By the late H. D. Inglis, Esq. (Concluded.) 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Henry Colburn, Publisher, 13, Great Marlborough-street. - - _ 11TEINE BROTHERS beg to state that the AUSTRIAN MONEY DISTRIBUTIONS, for which they are selling Selected and Genuine Bonds, take place egularly on the following days-Ist of March, let of May, and •t of September. On the Ist of June a selection of Bonds is taking place relative to Distribution of the Ist of September. The Bonds belonging to the Distribution of Ist of May have al ready been selected an the let of February. Direct for Genuine Bends from those selected to take part in the Distribution of the let of May, without delay to HEINE BROTHERS at HANIBURGH. Every Genuine Bond, taking part in the Distribution of Ist of May, is sure to obtain at least 64/. sterling ; largest Divi olend 22,500/. sterling.—Hamburgh, April 11342. ROYAL SURREY THEATRE. Wonderful attraction, and matchless Stud of Horses. THIS EVENING. MAY 2, Will be presented Lord Byron's M A ZEPPA ; OR, THE WILD HORSE OF THE DESERT, with increased splendour, extensive auxiliary aid, aad unapproachable effects. After which, in a more extensive and splendid Arena than ever nefore witnessed, NEW SCENES IN THE CIRCLE, introduc.ng Mr. B CITY'S unrivalled Collection of Animals, consisting of nu. merous and matchless Cream-coloured Horses, Andalusian Chargers, spotted Coursers, Fairy . Palfreys, and Pigmy Poneys, and ;the most talented Vaulters, Riders, Gymnastics, and Contortionists in the kingdom, with a gorgeous Entree, called the AMAZONS of the GOLDEN SUN and the KNIGHTS of the SILVER SPUR. To conclude with the Melodrama of ROBINSON CRUSOE; OR THE BOLD BUCCANEERS, with Ncw Scenery, &c. FRENCH PLAYS, ST. JAMES'S THEATRE. Last Night but One of Madlle. I'lessy's Engagement, which will po. sitively terminate on Wednesday next. THIS EVENING, MAY 2, The Performances will commence with LES BRODEQUINS DE LISE. After which, RODOLPHE ; OU, LE FREW!: ET LE SCEUR. ...Rodolphe, M. Langeval ; Therese. Madlle. Plessy. To conclude with LA FA USSE AGNES ; OU, LE POETE C A MPAGN Ait D.—Angelique, Madlle. Plessy. Boxe, 6s. • Pit, 3s. 6d. ; Amphitheatre (or Gallery Stalls), 3 s. ; Gallery, 'Doors will be opened at Seven o'clock, and the Per.. firmances commence at Half past Seven. Applications fo Boxes and Stalls for the remainder of the Season, to be made at Mr. Mitchell's library, 33, Old Bond-street; Mr. Se guin's, 12, Regent.street ; Mr. Sams's, St. James's-street; and at the Box-etliee of the Theatre, which is open daily, from Eleven till Five o'clock. THE INDIA SUN, CONTAINING A MAP AND FULL ACCOUNT OF AFFGHANISTAN AND THE THEATRE OF WAR IN INDIA, IS NOW READY. An Advertisements of a Disgusting Character, or Immoral Tendency, are excluded from the Columns of " The Sun." sitz nfl. LONDON. MONDAY MORNING. MAY 2, 1842. SPEAKER'S warrant, when the House must either give up enforcing it, or send its officers to enforce it, and bring the question regularly to issue before a legal tri bunal. But we apprehend, after what transpired on Saturday, that the case is so clear as to offer the House no justification for enforcing . the warrants issued last session. We believe that Mr. SPEAKER will, as soon as possible, to get out of the difficulty, issue new warrants in substitution of those he issued last September. By such a course the House will prevent future in convenience ; but will nothing be said of those elections which have already been decided ? Will no doubt be thrown on them by the House admitting that all the warrants issued last session are illegal ? May not the ousted Members for Weymouth, Sudbury, and Ips wich, petition for a re-hearing, on the ground of the admitted illegality, and will the House be able to refuse them the benefit of the mistake of its own functionary ? If any doubt arise whether some Members have not illegally held their seats, may not a tinge of illegality be thrown over all the votes of a House in part illegally constituted ? We are inclined to suppose that the questions raised on Fri day and Saturday will cause a good deal of discussion in Parliament and in the country, and will impede Sir R. PEEL in carrying his measures through Parliament. We have mentioned Mr. LABOUCHERE'S promised mo tion on the tariff, for lowering the duty on sugar, and have pointed out some reasons why his proposition should be supported. We hope that some Hon. Member will also take up the duty on coffee. By Sir R. PEEL'S proposed arrangement, as we have already stated, the English colonial coffee grower will receive one penny per pound more discriminating duty than at present, which penny will go into the pockets of the coffee growers, and ought to be taken into the coffers of the state by raising the duty on colonial coffee one penny, or allowed to go into the pockets of the consumer, by lowering the duty on foreign coffee one penny. The English planters will then be no worse off than at present, the additional penny being a sum more than they now receive, which Sir R. PEEL proposes to give them at the expense of the consumers. There are many Members of the House, we are persuaded, who will move to prevent his proposed extension of the system of plunder, which Is miscalled protection. There is another article on which the duties might be advantageously altered. At present, all foreign wines— the weakest and the strongest, the best and the worst— pay equally ss. 6d. per gallon. The consequence is, as the rule, that only the very best and highest-priced wines are imported, and the consumption of wine is confined to the more opulent classes. Were low-priced wines ad tnitted at a reduced duty, bearing some proportion to their value, trade would be benefited, the consumer would be benefited, and the revenue would not be injured. The duty of SS. 6d. per gallon only serves to limit the con sumption of wine, by keeping out all wines which are avowedly inferior. The House of Commons met on Saturday for the purpose of discussing Mr. TIIESIGER'S motion to release Mr, MAnsoN from the custody of the Sergeant-at-Arms. He succeeded, and Mr. MAnsos was ordered to be re leased, though he was directed to attend the South ampton Committee this day. We do not consider his case individually of much importance, but the doubts to which it has given rise may affect the character and constitution of Parliament, and may, perchance, should any large class of the community be anxious to find a legal pretext for setting aside its authority, cause all its proceedings to be questioned. Party interest operates like a strong passion, and sharpens the intellect to attain the end in view. The Mr. MA,nsoN in question is a Tory, and on his being committed to custody the ingenuity of the Tories was spurred into action to find out reasons why he ought not to be committed, or ought to be released. A very important reason was soon discovered, and what the sleepless ingenuity and self-interest of all the counsel anti attorneys employed on all the contested elections, and what all those persons who have con tested; the seats failed to discover, party interest at once brought to light. Sir WILLIAM FOLLETT, who was followed by Mr. THESIGER, Mr. WYNN, and most of the legal and constitutional authorities of the House, found out and stated that the warrant on which Mr. MABSON had been ordered to attend the Committee on the Southampton Election, was invalid and illegal. The facts max be stated very shortly. The House of Commons has no authority when pro rogued, and all business begun in one session, if not completed, as many of our readers who have been con cerned in its private business, are painfully aware, must be commenced de novo in the next. All persons whom it may have committed to Newgate, walk out as soon as it is prorogued, for its authority is then at an end. Of course all the power which the House confers on the SPEAKER ends with the authority of the House itself. The SPEAKER possesses indeed some powers by Acts of Parliament, which survive the prorogation of Parliament ; but the power to issue warrants for persons to appear before the House, or before Committees of the House, is not of this description. That power is a mere ministerial function, which the SPEAKER exercises by the order of the House, find the authority of his warrant exists no longer than . Parliament is assembled. It extends over adjournments, which are cessations of business by the authority of the House itself, but not over a prorogation, when the functions of the House are put an end to by the authority of the Crown. There was no time during the short session of the new Parliament, which was held last year, to take into consideration the numerous election petitions which were then presented, but in pursuance of them the SPEAKER issued his warrants for the attendance of witnesses, &c. Whenever such a circumstance has occurred before the petitions anti all their consequences fell to the ground on the prorogation, and were renewed the next session. The SPEAKER then again issued his warrants, but, by a chute in Sir B. PEEL'S law for settling controverted elections, such petitions were not required to be renewed; bit no such provision was made for the warrants, and the petitions have come on for investigation legally, while the warrants issued in compliance IN hit those petitions are invalid and illegal. It appears that the attention of the SPEAKER bad been called to the circumstance, and he asked time legal adviser ap pointed for him by the House, whether the warrants were valid or not, and the legal adviser assured him they ~ vere. Now, however, Sir W. FOLLETT, and all the authorities in Parliament, on the grounds we have just stattd, contend that the warrants are invalid and illegal, and of course that no person is bound to obey them. The House of Commons has assented to this doc trine, and unanimously consented to discharge Mr. Mikasos from custody, because the warrant was illegal. Several curious questions arise from this state of things, and the House of Commons is to appoint a Com mittee, we believe this day, to investigate them ; b u t it is not the duty of that House to determine the legality or illegality of its own warrants. That question can only be decided, if the Commons say they are legal, b y Judges in Courts of Law ; and the way to decide it is Lw soma pen= or Wm. to Wow to Gin: the THE SUN, LONDON, MONDAY EVENING, MAY 2, 1842, was drawn, and could not bear their custom of leaving the table so immediately after dining. " There was," said he, " always, and everywhere, an abundance of everything and of every sort, my boy—no grudging in any way, I must say. They generally place so many dishes on the table as to prevent your seeing the cloth ; and I really believe the more you eat, the better they like you—(l met with a great many jolly. kind people, my boy, hearty as hearty could be)—but, con found it, there was no sitting still. Hey presto ! away vanished the dinner, pantomime fashion, and the diners into tne bargain. (Very like Mr. and Mrs. Macbeth's supper party ; fcir they did not stand upon the order of their going, but did go at once.') They told me it was the custom of the country, (at the public tables at least). I told them it was a d—d bad custom, striking at the root of all good fellowship and comfort ; and if I had them in London I would soon cure them, ay, and take deuced good care they should regret the arrival of our respectable breaking-up my boy. There was a deuced good fellow, my '.y, (I candidly confess I met with a pretty considerable number of such,) to whom I was introduced : his name was—was--dear, dear, dear I can't hit upon his name just now. No matter ; he was a Colonel Somebody—(they have a tremendous lot of Colonels there, my boy). Well, I dined with him one day at a large hotel —(their hotels are very splendid) — : - he gave me a capital dinner—the fish was excellent — (I was always partial to a bit of fish). The only fault was there being too much of everything, except an inclinationto sit. (Their oysters are very tine, and so are their New Town pippins : I never eat apples myself.) Well, my boy, I had made np my mind to a snug sit, chat, and a bottle of port, Liter dinner—(tbeir port is not the best wino there, and very dear)—but no ; away went the cloth, and almost with it my friend the Colonel,--(plague take it I what was his name ?)—in a deuced hurry, with the last morsel in his mouth, to look after, as he said, a particular piece of business. I wonder they don't all toddle out of the world in a month from indigestion. But perhaps the juleps they drink have a counteractisig effect—(their juleps, my boy are beautiful, and delici ously seductive, I must confess)--and increase the gastric juices. " Then, again, my dear boy, they would be boring me with the wonders of their awful fine' city of New York—(l must say it is fine as far as it goes)—and be everlastingly asking if I did not think it magnifi cently grand—(l was born, my boy, in York—Old York, as I call it)—which I allow it is to a certain extent, and considering the comparative short time of its existence. But to dare to compare it with London, —our blessed Old London—is about as reasonable as to compare Billy Shakspeare with that Mr. Somebody who wrote that precious bad farce in which I had a miserable part—(it was d—d the first night.) " You must bear in mind, my boy, that they are most active, enterprising people. Go a-head 'is the cry ; and they do go a. head. It has ever been a wonder to me how they have done so much in so short a time, in every way, too. (I thought it wonderful the rebuilding Covent Garden in a few months, after it was burnt in 1808 ; but they would have done it, I really believe, pretty considerably quicker.) " I was lounging one day in the front of the theatre, looking attentively, and I must say admiringly, at some of the fine buildings—(very fine many of them are, my boy)—when a young fellow came up to me,—(somebody, I suppose, I had been i n t r oduced to by someb o dy — m y friend the Colonel, perh a p s ). " 'Well,' said he, 'I guess you never saw a finer city than this New York of ours, Blanchard, eh ? ' " Didn't I? ' said Why, did you ever ? ' said he. " Once or twice, I should think I have my boy,' said I. " Where ? ' " Where ! ' said I, Why, where the devil do you think I should see such ? ' " Why, you don't mean Philadelphi, do you ? ' " Oh ! bother to Philadelphi,' said I. " Well, I calculate you mean your London, perhaps ; for I know you English are mighty prejudiced.'— ' I do,' said I. " Well, you are all of you awful fond of London ; but is it as fine as New York ? What do you mean by as fine ? ' " Well, I mean is it as big as New York, for one thing ? ' " New York !' said I ; my dear boy, New York is fine, very fine, I allow ; but recollect it is New York. But if you were to take a piece the size of it out of the map of London, it would never be missed—that's what London is, my boy.' " Well, you are a strange fellow,' he said, and off he walked—(praise be given !)" Blanchard was exceedingly polite and attentive to fe males. Billy did not approve of the New York custom of not walking with a lady arm-in-arm, as in England. "'lt is being ridiculously fastidious,' said he. I could not endure it all—it's barbarous. And then, my boy, the general formality and reserve of the fe males is anything but pleasing to an Englishman like myself. It is the duty of man to be attentive to the dear creatures, bless and not being permitted to be so, put me out of all patience, and well it might. I'll give you an idea, my dear boy, as to how attentions to the sex are received and estimated there (I mean in America.) One evening I was going down the Broadway (precious broad it is), between eight and nine (it's the longest street they have,—a tremendous length,—three miles, I believe),—the moon was shining very brightly— (they have exceedingly fine moons there, I must allow, but how they came by 'em I can't guess),—the frost was very severe,—(no Joke their frosts, my boy.)—and the streets were very slippery. (By-the-bye, there had been a heavy fall of snow.) W ell, I saw a splendid figure of a female walking before me,—(l forget where I was going—no matter—l remember I had acted Tub Thornberry the night before.)—when suddenly down q • she fell ; but, as Alice, in the Castle Spectre, says, she fell with all possible decency, and took care to hide her legs,' at least as far as I could see, my boy. Well, I hurried to her assistance—(l was all but down myself.) She was very s ood-looking,—(many of the women are very good-looking there, I must say, up to a certain age, my boy ; but they don't wear as well as ours, though I dare say they last as long,)—and on my expressing my hope that she was not injured by her fall, she turned round and said to me (just as I was supporting her with my arms round her waist), in a precious grum tone of voice,—(you remember Mrs. Davenport in Mother Brul gruddery ?—well, my boy, that was it,)— " Clear out :—Clear out said I. " clear out,' said she.—' DIL-n it,' said I, 'you are all alike, men, women, and children ; and you've no KING, poor wretches ! The " Life and Songs of Anacreon " is an admi rable article, and would have been more acceptable still, had not the author, like Montaigne, been some what too profuse of learned quotations. In speaking of Sappho, we think he lays far too little stress on Ovid's description of her person, for she was just the sort of character—a reputed beauty and a poetess— to have excited the curiosity of the lover of the Prin cess Julia, and he would naturally have been anxious to glean all that was to be known respecting her. • If ever Rome possessed a genuine poet, Ovid was that I one. He had infinitely more vigour and rich ness of fancy than Virgil ; was much less mono- I tonous ; and possessed quite as much melody of versification. He could be stately, too, and dignified when he pleased, as he has shown in his masterly exposition of the Pythagorean system. Poetry, in short, was with him a passion. It was born with him. "Et quod tentabam dicere, versus erat," he tells us , i n his a c coun t o f hi s ear l y yout h . Such a man was, of all others, the most likely to ; he curious respecting the personal appearance of I Sappho; and when he states that she was " brevis et fusca"—that is to say, short and swarthy, we feel every disposition to believe his assertion, however opposed it may be to the • theories of German and English commentators. The author's remarks on Anacreon are perfectly just. He was the simplest, sweetest, and apparently the most unlaboured, of love poets ; and has certainly not been translated by Moore, whose version, elegant as it is, is much too ornate, and encumbered with glit tering epithets. Anacreon is invariably sparing of' these verbal decorations. Cowley has caught something of his manner in one or two of his translations ; and Herrick makes a still nearer approach to him. But Moore has no more in common with him, —except, indeed, that they both write on the same seductive theme—than the poet •of unsophisticated nature usually has with the poet of art and conventional sentiment. The " Black Ram" is but an indifferent article. "Experience Made Easy" puts forth several amusing ironical aphorisms, after the manner of Dean Swift. " A Visit to Greenwich Fair" is quite as good as the subject, which is not saying much for it. " Richard Savage" drags a little this month. Mr. White head should have infused a little more airiness and off-hand vivacity of spirit into the conversation of Sir Richard Steele. The " Philosophy of Law" is a truly diverting article, and is embellished with sundry grotesque wood-cuts. But, indeed, the em bellishments generally, throughout the Number, are of very superior interest, as regards variety of subject and humour ; nor do we know any periodical of the day that can compete with the Sliscellany in this respect. NE IV MOA THL Y MAGAZINE. The editor has here very properly taken Mr.Wakley to task for his absurd attack on poetry and the poets in the House of Commons. Of all men living, the Middlesex Coroner is about the last we should have suspected of having even the most distant acquaint ance with anything lik e i m agination. That he may be able to appreciate the beauty of the lines, " Thirty days bath September," i s p os sible enough ; for aught we know to the contrary, they may be his own com position ; but we doubt much whether his sympathy with, or knowledge o f, the poetic, extends beyond this. Mr. Hood, howe ver , assures us that the worthy Coroner has written heaps of verse, but adds, by way of a saving clause, " the mass had all one common characteristic—a certain wooden style, strongly re minding us that the author represents Finsbury square, where, as we all know, the Temple of the Muses has been turned into an upholstery ware house !" In " Phineas Quiddy," there is an arch entertaining digression respecting fool's-caps, wherein a useful moral is pointed in Mr. Poole's neatest manner. " Female Arithmeticians" is an essay re commended by the charm of an easy, sententious style. " French Cooks and Cookery" bespeaks the favourable suffrages of the majority of readers, even by its title. We doubt not it will be exceedingly popular with the Court of Aldermen, who, if they ever read anything besides their ledgt , r, will be sure t read WI. We queitioa, howevcb whether the 6 , 1„ . , , i "Li "C. ‘1731 V V A tigmas o, . 43 " ' 11.3 VP' ' -41 k, AMERICAN NEWS NINE DAYS LATER FROM THE UNITED STATES. We have received by express New York papers of the 10th of April, being nine days later than those received by the Columbia. These papers are brought by the In dependence packet-ship, Captain Holdridge. The Inde pendence sailed on the 10th, and brought nineteen pas sengers, thirteen of whom were taken by the Bristol steamer from Cork when the Independence was off Wa terford. Amongst the passengers is Washington Irving, just appointed American Minister to Madrid. We learn by a paragraph in one of the papers which we have received, that Lord Ashburton had arrived at Washington. From Texas there is no news of a decided character. Three or four " sympathising" meetings had been held. and " strong" resolutions passed in favour of supporting the Texians. The following paragraphs contain all upon this subject that we find in the papers that have reached us : •(From the New York Herald of the 10th.) We are happy to announce that the difficulty between the French Alinister, Hon. M. Saligny, and our Government, has been amicably and satisfactorily arranged, and that Mons. Sa ligny will return to Texas either by the next steam-packet from New Orleans, or by one of the French vessels of war, which are expected to visit our coast, for the protection of the interests of Frenchmen in case of Mexican invasion. A United States sloop of war has been ordered to Galveston from Pensacola for the protection of American citizens and pro perty in case of Mexican invasion, and will probably be here in a few days. News was brought to town a day or two since, that a party of the French emigrants who have lately settled near Aransas Bay, have captured a Mexican vessel having 350 muskets on board, 4,0001b5. of powder, 30 barrels of flour, some sugar and coffee, and 3,000 dols. in apeeie. (From the New York Intelligencer.) Galveston dates have been received at New Orleans to the 28th ultimo. The moat important item of intelligence is a proclamation of President Houston, declaring all the ports of Mexico on the Gulf to be in a state of blockade, and forbidding neutral vessels to trade therewith, after having received notice of the blockade, under the penalty prescribed by th e l aw o f nations. The decree is to take effect within twenty days as to any port in the United States north of the Gulf of Mexico, and in forty-five days as to vessels coming from any port in Europe. The adviees from Galveston contradict the rumour of a Mexican invasion, and there seems now little doubt that the party which attacked Antonia was a mere marauding expedi tion. The Texians, however, were still in motion, pushing their preparations with a view to the invasio n o f Mexico. General Somerville was invested with the command of the main body of the Texian army, and was under marching orders for some point beyond the Rio Grande. The only news that had been received from the armed fleet fitted out by the citizens of Galveston was, that they had not yet found the enemy, but were determined to continue their search to Metamoras, if they could not sooner get a fight. It was the general opinion that Bletamoras would be the first point of attack. BUENOS AYRES AND MONTE VIDEO.—We are indebted to Captain Adams for papers from Buenos Ayres to the sth of February, and from Monte Video to the 9th. The war be tween these two Republics still continued. Their two fleets had repaired damages and were lying in their respective ports. On land military operations continued in the province of Corrientes. Captain Adams represents the state of the market in both places for exports, as well as imports, to be very unfavourable, and that there is little prospect of improvement in them until the war is ended, which prevents all trade with the upper provinces. (Corresponde&sce of the Courier and Enquirer.) PHILADELPHIA, APRIL 8, 5 P.M.—Beyond the sales of 4,300 dols., Philadelphia City s's 1858 at 96, and 5,000 dole., ditto s's 1846 at 95, and 4,000 dols. Cincinnati Bonds 6's 1865 at 56, there was very little do ne; U n it e d S tates B ank closed at 2 to 3; North American Bank 155 bid; Pennsyl vania 50 bid; Philadelphia 33 bid; Camden and Amboy RR. 70 asked; Wilmington RR. 94 to 10; Girard Bank notes sold at 59 discount ; United States Bank notes 65 to 70; 6 per Cent. Treasury Notes to 3 1 / 2 per cent. ; exchan ge on N ew Y or k and Uoston Ato per cent. discount. The Money Market continues somewhat tight, but not so much so as it was on the close of March or the early part of the present month. The banks are doicg a little in the way of discount, and the heavy payments of the month have been overcome pretty much. A man by the name of Reiff, residing in Kensington, com mitted suicide yesterday, by throwing himself into the river Delaware. BALTIMORE, FRIDAY, 9 A. 3t.--There is not a word of news by the Western papers. The tariff meeting in this city last evening was a very large one. The rotunda of the Exchange not being large enough to hold them, the meeting adjourned to the Exchange -place. Judge James Harwood presided, and 15 Vice-Presidents as sisted. The officers were equally divided between the two parties. The resolutions adopted will be found in the papers sent with this. Andrew Stewart, of Philadelphia, addressed the meeting, and Judge Wilkins, of Philadelphia, was expected also to speak, but for some unexplained cau'e, did not. B. H. Richard son, one of our Loco Delegates in the Legislature, made a thorough tariff speech. Altogether the meeting was a decided demonstration in favour of a tariff, and proved there was little difference of opinion in this city among men of all parties. The hull of the steam-boat South Carolina, divested of all her machiney and her copper sheathing, was sold at public auc tion on Wednesday for 300 dollars. Cheap enough, if the pur chaser can make any use of her—if not, it is dear enough. Exchange on New York and Philadelphia, par ; on Boston, disc. ; Virginia Bank Notes, S disc. ; Railroad orders, 41 to 43 disc. [From the New York Herald.] A fair amount of business was transacted at the Stock Ex change this morning, and a better feeling was manifested; nearly every description advanced. New York State bi per Cents. improved 1 per cent. ; Delaware and Hudson, 1; Canton and Cu. of Baltimore, ; Mohawk, I ; Harlem, Bank of Commerce (full), 1 ; Ditto (Script) 1 per cent. ; Indiana Bonds declined;. We have it not in our power to notice any improvements in business generally. The great depression in prices have com pelled many manufacturers to stop entirely, and almost all ar ticles of import continue selling at a serious loss. The Loan Bill is strongly opposed by the Loco Foco members of the Sts. , .ste, and if they succeed in delaying its passage much longer, the government will not be prepared to meet the trea snry notes falling due. These have been in demand for the payment of duties at Ito l per cent. discount, for amounts of 1,000 dols. and 50 dols., and to 1 per cent. for those of 100 dols. and 50 dols. Money is scarce among the brokers, bat there is little demand for the merchants. The rate of discount in the street is from 12 to 15 per cent. There has been a fair demand for sterling Exchanges, and the market closed firm at our quotations. On France and other continental cities the transactions have been limited—so much so, that it is almost difficult to give quotations. The business in inland Exchanges throughout the week has been moderate ; the supply of bills is not large, but sufficient to inert the demand. There is but little alteration in rates. We have no foreign demand for specie. Consideriblequan tities are drawn from the banks for Philadelph;a, but that makes no changes here, and every description remains at par. CARLISLE PETITIONS.—We stated the other week that a petition was in course of signature in favour of the In come-tax ; and we added that the men who were solicitinm signatures to it stated that it was the petition of G. H. Head, ...sq., of Rickerby House. We have since heard it was got up at the instigation of Sir James Graham ; and the parade with which that Right Hon. Baronet introduced it to the House of Commons on Friday night last, seems to confirm the truth of the report * * Sir James Graham presented a petition from Carlisle, "numerously signed by persons whose incomes were above 1501. a-year each," in favour of the Income-tax. This announcement was the first that we had heard of the petition ; nor can we discover any of our fellow citizens who are better informed upon the subject.— Carlisle Journal. BRIGHTON ELECTION.—The writ arrived on Satur day, and at four o'clock in the afternoon Mr. Cordy the re turning officer, proceeded to the Town-hall, and proclaimed, from the hustings, Thursday next as the day of nomination. The polling w►ll commence on Friday. Mr. Harford has se veral times addressed the electors, giving them a most cheering desoriptioa of she mans of his emu% MAGAZINE DAY. BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE. The absurd mania for old and worthless editions of old and worthless books, from which even Sir Walter Scott was not exempt, though he has ridiculed the fancy in his incomparable character of Jonathan Old buck, the Antiquary, is here treated with the contempt it deserves in an article, under the apt, comprehensive title of " Things of the Day." Of all the fools in the world we hardly know of a greater than a professed Bibliomaniac. A virtuoso of this sort cares nothing for the intrinsic merit of a work ; it is enough for him if it be scarce and old. He would prefer a shabby, mutilated first edition of " Tom Thumb," or " Jack, the Giant hiller," to the most perfect modern copy of the finest poet that ever issued from the press. The very worms that burrow in the leaves of such an edition are sacred in his eyes ; and he would deem it an act of special sacrilege to rub off one atom of the dust and dirt that time has gathered about it. There is no mistaking a professed Biblo maniac. Re is usually a withered, middle-aged gen tleman in spectacles, dressed in rusty black or brown, with a " shocking bad hat," and one of Thorpe's or Rodd's catalogues sticking out of his coat-pocket. On fine spring days he may be seen ogling some wretched old scare-crow of a volume on a book-stall, turning it now this way, now that ; holding the title-page close up to his eyes, in order to examine the date ; and in dulging in the grin of an ogre when satisfied that it is a scarce edition. We cordially con cur with the author of " Things of the Day' in his censures on Bibliomaniacs ; but must protest against his remark that " Shakspeare's Venus and Adonis is a vile poem, and ought to be extinguished as a blot on the memory of the great dramatist.' Has he ever read this poem'? We doubt it, or he surely could not be insensible to the many exquisitely melodious and fanciful passages in which it abounds. The description of the horse— the distinction between true and false love—the por trait of Venus herself—and the details of her grief after the death of Adonis ;—these are passages that could not be " extinguished" without great loss to the admirers of genuine poetry. "Who is the Mur derer ?" is a striking narrative of a trial for murder, which took place at the last York Assizes. The crime was committed in 1830, but it was not until eleven years after, that the supposed criminal was put ,on his trial. He was, and we think justly, acquitted, for the evidence against him, though plausible, was far from conclusive. The narrator, who was in Court at the time, thus describes the prisoner's appearance, when the skull and bones of the dead man were brought in for the inspection of the Jury : " To the eye of a close observer, the prisoner's coun tenance now evidenced the miserable and almost over powering agitation he was experiencing—and that, withal, he was nerving himself up, so to speak, to a great effort. I perceived his breast twice or thrice heave heavily ; and, though conscious of being watched closely by those around him, he could not keep his eyes for more than a moment away from the box, with whose mysterious contents he was to be so quickly confronted. At length a dark brown skull, the hinder part appearing to have been broken off, was lifted out of the box ; the prisoner's under lip drooped a little, and perceptibly quivered for a moment or two—and after one or two glances at the skull, he looked in another direction, his eyes—if I know anything of human expression—full of suppressed agony and terror. Yet again—and again— he glanced at the dumb but fearful witness produced against him ; and frem a certain tremulous motion of the ends of his neckerchief, I could perceive that his heart was beating violently. Still he never moved from the position which he had occupied since the morning ; though I learnt from one of the turnkeys who stood near him in the deck, that at the period I am mentioning, and also at several other periods of the day, he trembled so violently, and his knees seemed so near giving way, that they almost thought he would have fallen." The fourth part of " Caleb Stukely" displays some vigorous passages. The sketch of the old Cambridge money-lender is impressive, and equally good in its way is Caleb's account of his discovering that his adored mistress, Emma, was more partial to strong waters than the strictest propriety would warrant. The chief fault of this sentimental episode is, that it is overdone. The lover and his idol are constantly in a state of hysterical agony, like unlucky sweet hearts in a Coburg melodrame. They heave sighs heavy enough to capsize a schooner. The " Northern Circuit" is written with force and earnestness by one who, to all appearance, is a practised scribe. In the " World of London" occur some judicious remarks on the subject of acting, and on the injury done to per-, formers by the preposterous flattery of cliques and critics. " Sets and cliques," observes the writer, "give reputation at too cheap a rate,. at a rate far below the price a man who wishes the sterling article is willing to pay for it ; in the solitude of his chamber let a man stud- to estimate himself, not in a circle of applaud ing friends ; the greatest minds have ever stood alone, and kept aloof from tittle-tattle criticism, and the praises that flow from the lips of gossips." The ob servations on " Circassia" are penned in a liberal and enlightened spirit. The writer does every justice to the brave and patriotic mountaineers who, with a numerical, force perfectly contemptible in amount, have hitherto successfully resisted every Russian army that has been sent apinst them. They have even fought battles, and gained them too, where the odds have been at least fifty to one against them. The heroic character of the Circassian mountaineers is not yet appreciated as it ought to be in England. From an article headed " Theatricals," we quote a diverting anecdote of Sheridan, and Holland, the architect of Drury Lane Theatre : " There is a story extant of Sheridan, the lessee, and Holland, the architect, much too goad to be omitted. The latter could by no means prevail upon the former to settle, that is, in plain English, to pay up his little bill ; and after hanging about Sherry's house, and hovering over the theatre day after day, at last caught him one fine morning attending a rehearsal. As soon as Sheri dan saw him, he went up to the architect, exclaiming, 'My dear Holland, how d'ye do ? You are the very man I wanted to see ; I have a thousand apologies to make to you, and fully intended to call upon you as soon as the rehearsal was over.' Holland thanked him, and entered immediately upon the subject of their accounts, upon which Sheridan replied, 4 My dear Holland they shall all be settled in the course of the morning ; but do you know, although for my part I am one of the most enthusiastic admirers of the beauty of this theatre, which I think will remain for years a splendid monument of your taste and genius, yet they tell me that the people in the one shilling gallery can scarcely hear a word that the performers utter ?' Mr. Holland expressing his sur prise at this remark, Sheridan said, Now, I will go up into the gallery, and you shall stay on the stage. I will address you, and you shall ascertain the truth of the ob servation yourself.' Sheridan, accordingly mounted up into the loft , ' region allottel to the gods, from whence he affected, in dumb show, and with much apparent em phasis, to address the architect, who stood in amazement below, repeatedly calling out, Speak louder, I can't hear I' After some time spent in this manner, Sheridan descended, asking Holland if he heard him tolerably well ? the latter declaring that he must confess that he had not heard a word Mr. Sheridan had uttered; where upon the latter exclaimed, Why, Holland, I really know not how to believe you. Why, I have been bawling till I thought my lungs would have burst. Surely you have a cold this morning, that has prevented you from hear ing.me. Now, do you ascend the gallery, and speak to me. With this proposal Holland immediately complied, and when after considerable fatigue he had reached that elevated spot, and had walked down to the front seat to address Sheridan from that tremendous height, he found no one on the stage! Sheridan had availed himself of the interval of their separation to leave the theatre, and poor Mr. Holland, who speedily discovered the hoax, had to encounter a thousand shifts and stratagems of the ma nager, before he could obtain another successful inter view." BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY. Miss Isabella Romer, who tells a short story—such as is well suited to the pages of a Magazine—with great skill, leads off the present Number, with a brief, terse narrative, founded on fact, and entitled, " The Two Interviews." The hero is the French Count de Lally Tollendal, who, on one occasion, in his riotous youth, insulted the family of the public executioner of Paris, for which that worthy functionary " saddled hiruwith a judgment," as parson Thwackum would phrase it. He predicted, in fact, the Count's death on the scaffold, and, s t range t o s a y , t h e pre di ct i on was verified some twenty or thirty years after date, the executioner himself personally contributing, in his official capacity, to consummate the prophecy 1 " Mr. Makepeace, the Duellist," is one of Jerrold's shrewd, caustic sketches. The portrait of the dry, old spins ter, Miss Mac Single, who "at the early age of eigh teen, was despoiled of a lover who, in eight-and=forty hours, would have ripened into a husband, had he not been blown from the tree of life by the bullet of a gentleman from Tipperary"—this portrait is neatly finished off ; and there is much truth of nature in the remark, that the ancient spinster " kept her bridal dress as authentic evidence of her near approach to happiness." When single gentlewomen begin to dry up, and exhibit crows-feet under each eye, their scep tical friends and acquaintances are apt to require some such voucher to prove that they once had a chance of being married. " William' Blanchard" gives some laughable specimens of the conversation of this admirable comedian. lle was, it seems, a staunch Royalist and Tory, and pitied the poor, benighted Americans, because they " had no king, poor wretches !" This, in Blanchard's opi nion, accounted for all their bluster, all their vul garity, all their grotesque go-ahead notions ! Had they but been blessed with a king—no matter though that king had been carved out of a block of wood— then they would have been perfection as a nation. Despite, however, their sturdy republicanism, Blan chard was well pleased with the Americans, and thus amusingly describes some of their social peculiarities, in his usual quaint, parenthetical fashion. He is sup posed to be talking to an old theatrical friend : Blanchard's loyalty and Toryism were severely tested during his visit to America in 1834 ; and although, as he said, he experienced very great kindness, attention, and hospitality, the people were not sufficiently John Bullish for him. He was greatly annoyed at their con • tinual restlessness, especially • , ,t the dinner-table ; for ho 1 WIWI eagesdiugly partial W a goig *bottle alum slag clotti author is right in his assertion that " the grand e a of French cookery may be dated from the commence ment of the imperial regime." We always imagined that the science--for a science it assuredly is—had reached its highest point of perfection during the reign of the Regent Orleans. Certainly never was it in such universal - esteem as then. Lady Morgan, in one of her pleasant works on France, has furnished us with some racy gossip respecting Careme, the great cook of his day, who invented such an exquisite sauce that a man might digest his own grandfather with it ; but even he does not appear to have been so transcendant a genius as V iart ; for this last inspired artist, by the magic force of his genius, actually converted a ham, far gone in decomposition, into one of the most fragrant and delicious dainties that ever electrified the palate of a gastronomist ! In " Short Rides in an Author's Omnibus," Mr. Horace Smith indulges in some felicitous aphoristic reflections, especially; on the subject of jokes and joking. " Nothing," he observes, "is so delightful as a few flowers in a room, but if they be too numerous, their odours sicken. Thus it is with the flowers of wit." The "Barnabys in America" is clever, but in parts too wire-drawn. Mrs. Trollope has now landed her favourite family of the Barnabys in New Orleans, where, of course, they are all busily engaged in seek- . ing " like Apollyon, whom they may devour." " Recollections of Eton" furnish us with a pic turesque sketch of the Montem—one of the few re maining holiday pageants of the days of Henry the Eighth. Like other pageants, we suppose this also will be ere long allowed to fall into disuse, for the current of public opinion seems to be gradually set ting in against it. " Recollections in Natural His tory" convey instructive information in a familiar, unassuming manner. We are sorry to hear this cha racter of Minerva's pet-bird, the owl. According to the author's account, he must be a most unscrupulous fellow in his eating :—" Owls are not beloved by other birds, especially the smaller ones, for the latter know well enough that the former will make no scru ple of gobbling up their young ones, and sometimes making free with themselves. .Sir Wm. Jardine found the remains of a thrush in an individual of the species of which we are now treating." As a specimen of Mrs. Trollope's descriptive powers in her new tale, we quote her sketch of the fat landlady of a New Orleans tiotel The person of Mrs. Carmichael, the dimensions' of which were, seen in whatever direction she could be placed, very nearly six feet by four, was not only enor mous in size, but so astonishingly out of all ordinary shape, as to make it no easy matter to clothe it at all. It is not very surprising, therefore, considering the pro digious bulk of every limb, whereby every movement became a labour, that Mrs. Carmichael could get into her clothes with as little labour and pains as possible. And then the heat ! Poor Mrs. Carmichael suffered dreadfully from the heat, and certainly cared greatly less how her draperies looked in the eyes of others, than how they felt to herself. So her enormous white calico gown, with its colossal hanging sleeves, was fastened so loosely in the front by one single pin, as to create per petual alarm in the bystanders, as to the stability of the investiture by which this very important portion of her covering was attached. There was indeed what might have been about a yard square of pink gauze loosely tucked in around the bust ; but even this depended for its adhesion to the aforesaid pin, and without it must have floated away into air still thinner than itself. Notwithstanding the immensity of Mrs. Carmichael's person, it was not, as in the case of a preternaturally expansive-oak-tree, the result of advanced age, every year of which had added to its bulk. All the fat which had thus miraculously found a resting-place on the bones of Mrs. Carmichael, had been considerab'y less than forty years in collecting itself together, and had her face been finished by one chin instead of three, and the rest of her features in less evident danger or being smothered, she would have been far from ill-looking. Excepting the pink gauze and the white robe already described, with the probable garment under it, together with her large slippers, and probably stockings, she was as much with out the foreign aid of ornament as Eve herself. Stays she had none; she wore nothing on her head; nor was there the slightest reason whatever to suppose that she was embarrassed by anything more in the way of cloth ing than what has already been described. Excepting the hard-breathing, and an occasional eja culation expressive ot fatigue from moving, Mrs. Car michael uttered nothing for several minutes after she en tered the apartment. Having at length made her way to the part ot the room where Major Allen Barnaby stood fanning himself, she dropped down upon a large cane chair, without any arms, every part of which, back and all, became so completely invisible, that she seemed to have perched herself on a three-legged stool—having thus deposited her person, she fixed her soft eyes on the major's face, and seemed to expect that he should speak first. But her heavy breathing gave her so much the appearance of being, as yet, unfit for any exertion, that her visiter was too polite to address her, and if was there fore Mrs. Carmichael herself who at lastopened the con versation. " What is your pleasure,. sir ?" said she, in a voice which, notwithstanding her want of breath, was harmo nious, though somewhat drawling. I have called, madam," he replied, "at the request of our friend Captain 'rims, to inquire whether you can accommodate our party with board ail(' lodging. Mrs. Carmichael eyed the numerous group very com placently. " For the whole kit of you. sir ?" she demanded, with, a smile as sweet as it was possible a smile could be from lips so overwhelmed by cheeks. " Yes, madam, for all of us." " And for a goodish spell, sir ?" " Very likely, madam ; but that must depend on cir cumstances." . • "Of course, sir, of course. Well then, Ido not know —I rather expect I might make it convene, provided any two of the ladies could lie together." FRASER'S MAGAZINE. After a long interval Dr, Maginn .has at length re sumed his "Homeric Ballads." We are glad of this, for no scholar of the day is better able—when he pleases—to give a spirited version of Homer, or more thoroughly appreciates the genius of his original. But he is apt to be careless at times, and to thrust in un warranted expletives, for the mere purpose of saving himself trouble, and h€bing out the rhyme. In his present translation of the latter part of the fourteenth book of the Iliad, more than one instance of this negli gence occurs. Thus the terse, simple description, aiyAl a'oufcciov IX.E; which literally means, and the splendour ascended to Heaven," in allusion to the flashing light of the arms of the Greeks—is expanded into this verbose couplet, " And their brilliant beam, in dazzling stream. Skyward ascending soared." Again, the lines immediately following, viz : Enro wryTroc copuro 7rOTTIY AVaiCt.e cv 3c !LEOOIOI XrqUtro - £7O 610 AxtAXE vc. Are thus loosely rendered, or rather paraphrased— " While their trampling feet raised a thunder sound As they closed about their Lord." There is nothing in the original about " thunder sound." homer simply says " a sound was roused under the feet of the men." Neither does he make the slightest reference to the act of their closing about their Lord. His words are, "and the divine Achilles was armed in the midst of them." The emphatic de scription, • •Ev&E Si l'iT'Ot) Awe avc arAr i roy, is translated as folloWs, " His soul with grief and rage was fraught, And wrapping his heart in vengeful thought." The last line is wholly superfluous, for there is no thing like it in the Greek ; and tilt, forcible expression arkrrov, in reference to the intensity of Achilles' grief, is but tamely rendered by " his soul with grief and rage was fraught." The descr'ption that imme ' diately follows, of the arming of the warrior, and the noble simile to which it gives rise, are translated by Dr. Maginn with uncommon spirit, and with suffi cient literalness. The line, in particular, " like the moon from afar it shone," is perfectly Homeric in its terse simplicity, and is almost word for word with the original. If the Doctor will but endure to bestow a little more pains on his version, he has it his power to give the English reader a better translation of Homer, than any that has yet appeared. It is continuous, vigilant application only that is wanting to the right completion of the Herculean task , not capacity. " My Life and Times,"_ are continued by Nimrod with un abated spirit. Here are two of his punning anecdotes, which may perhaps amuse the reader:— . I must not forget the circumstance that associates the name and fame of the Witty Watkin Hayman with the facetious squire of Gwersylt Park. Of course, he (Hay man) could make a pun when he chose to descend so low in the scale of colloquial accomplishments; and during an evening that he passed tete-a-tete with Mr. Humbertone, , they had punned against each other, in rivalry. Hayman, at length, finding that he had brought the "squire" to a standstill, brought his wit into play; and putting his crutch under his arm, got up and rung the bell. On the Butler making his appearance, he thus gravely ad • dressed him, " I will thank you to bring your muster a pun." Now, although it was the opinion of Dr. Johnson that a man who makes a pun is equal to picking pockets, thereby expressing his thorough contempt of the prac tice, still there are moments in which one well•and aptly applied cannot fail to he applauded ; and I will give an example. Towards the heel of an evening at Gwersylt Park, two Welsh squires, sitting close to each other at the dinner-table, and having made the best use of their time with the bottle; were nodding their heads, in their sleep, to the danger of their coming into contact with each other. " Those gentlemen will fight in their sleep presently," observed one of the party. " That would be men-dosing," said the late Sir Richard Puleston, in allu sion to the pugilist Mendoza, at that time in repute; and we may presume, in compliment to his host, who might expect a pun from a guest of so lively a fancy as Sir Richard. In " Characters of Celebrated Authors," we have an entertaining biographical and critical sketch of Gray, the poet. But what nonsense to object to him, that " the great doctrine of human redemption never appears in his writings !" What had he to do with this doctrine in his Pindarics, or in his " Ode on Eton Collegeg?" He was not a theologian, but a poet. As well might it be objected to Tom Moore, that the Doctrine of human redemption never appears in his " Lalla Rookh," or his " Little's Poems !" We have no patience with such idle cant. The critigina on Gray's Elegy is. sound, and neatly expressed, and his general character, as a poet rightly appreciated. He was a man of more, judgment than genius—More erudition than imagination. Few really original pas sages are to he met with in his poems ; he was a pro digious borrower of the thoughts and images of others but as he derived his allusions from the most various and distant sources, and had the rare tact to melt them down, and mingle them harmoniously with his own conceptions, it is not Without considerable difficulty And research that the extent of his loans can be discovered. " May-day in the Country, and May day in Town is a seasonable article, full of pleasure able descriptions and reminiscences. "De Re •Vehi culari " is a lively account of the origin and progress of coach-making, mixed up with learned, out-of-the way references, and quaint snatches of humour. The writer wields.a ready pen, and has produced a very agreeable ' rambling essay. The " Pr e mier at Home and Abroad" is not amiss, so far as mere manner is concerned, but it is far too enthusiastic in praise of Sir Robert Peel, who is by no means a " fleaven born Minister," notwithstanding his Income-tax, which—to our thinking---:has been suggested in a quarter very remote indeed from Heaven ! The "Enchanted Postilion " is a capital Irish story. We subjoin a sketch of a scape-grace, Tim Ryan, who is always getting himself into trouble : Tim Ryan had got into a scrape: he had borrowed a gun, and one fine morning, as he was sporting about in his master's (Lord Kilskiddery's) plantations, he espied a hare sitting in her form. Tim c ould not withstand the temptation of the divil that superintends field-spprts, and he shot the hare. On the report of the gun, Mr. Michael Oregan, gamekeeper to my Lord Viscount Kilskiddery, diligently dodged about until he caught Tim Ryan with the hare thrust up behind his jacket, and tightly but toned up; and there it lay, the length of Tim's spine, like a gipsy child a-pick-a-back, and would never have been discovered at all, if the dog's that followed the' gamekeeper had not been very fidgetty about Tim's per son, which occasioned Michael Oregan's eye to turn in that direction, when he descried the tail of the hare just emerging betwixt the skirts of Tim's coat, having been squeezed out by the extraordinary pressure. The zealous gamekeeper, who was no friend to Tim, laid hold of him, and, ripping up his buttoning in a trice, puss fell to the ground. " Ye villin I" h e excl a imed, "ye we been depre dating my. Lord's preserves." Tim Ryan attempted to excuse himself, by informing ,the gamekeeper, " that the hare had jumped up his back of its own accord, to hide it self, because heheard a gun discharged." Mr. Oregan shook his head, and implied that he did not give perfect credence to this asseveration. " Tim Ryan," said the honest gamekeeper, " if so be as you'll give me a tinpenny, I'll not develope tomy Lord Viscount Kilskiddery that you poached his game." Tim was indignant. Ah, bathershin, Mike, an 'you know I haven't got a tinpenny in the ‘t orld!" Oregan went away with the hare, and reported the whole metier to his Lordship. On the following morning, Lord Kilskiddery, in the presence of Captain O'Halloran ( who breakfasted with hint), summoned poor Tim Ryan to a private examina tion, having made notes of the evidence of the game keeper. He sternly asked his postilion, how he dared to destroy his game? " Plaise your Lordship's honour and glory," replied Tim, "I shot the hare by accident." " By accident," remarked Captain O'Halloran. " By accident," continued the postilion. " I was -firinr,r at a bush, and the beast ran across my aim, all of his own accord." "The gamekeeper tells a different story," replied his Lordship. " °eh. don't put faith in what that man says," said Tim Ryan, " when he niver cares about spaking the truth any how. He tould me, t'other day, yer Lordship was not so fit to fill the chair of justice as a jackass!" " Ay, ay," exclaimed Viscount Kilskiddery, " indeed, and what did you say?" " Plaise yer Lordship, I said yer Lordship was." AIN SW °RIB'S MAGAZINE. The sale of Strawberry : hill, and the eclat connected with that grotesque specimen of Gothic architecture, has had the effect of once again setting all the essay ists to work on Horace Walpole—his tastes, humours, wit, sarcasm, fancy, and so forth. An ingenious paper on the subject appears in the present Number of this periodical, in which a tolerably correct estimate is formed of the lively Whig trifler. The writer, how ever, is mistaken in supposing that Walpole was a man of the world, in the enlarged sense of the term. He was a man of the West-end of the World only. He had no other notion of humanity than that it com prised some one or two hundred individuals of rank and fashion in London and Paris. Of all below this grade he was profoundly ignorant, and had no other ideas of the " .People," than that they were a mass of brute animation, created for no nobler purpose than to be " hewers of wood and drawers of water" to their aristocratic rulers. A man like Burns would have perplexed him cruelly. He would have under stood him quite enough to know that he was not one to be despised; his powers of mind would have ex torted his involuntary respect ; but he would have been repelled by his plebeian origin ; and when as sured that nature had been the sole prompter of his genius, he would have stared at him as a sort of sole cism in creation. Walpole had a sound, clear head enough, but the smallest of all possible' hearts. Healthy, natural emotion—that quickening power of genius,, -was wholly unknown to him. Such sym pathies as he had to bestow were bestowed exclusively on the artificial and the conventional. Ile shrunk from the rude vigour of untrained humanity; and a horse-laugh would have thrown him into hysterics. His chief objection to Chatterton was, that he was a Nobody a mere attorney's clerk ; and even the classic intellect of the low-born Gray scarcely secured him from his supercilious contempt. Of true poetic taste he had little or nothing, or he would never have written in such rapturous terms of Darwin —the most turgid, empty, and presumptuous of poetasters. The present essay indulges in- much lively gossip respecting Horace Walpole's private habits, and reminds us of the airy, good-humoured manner of Leigh Hunt. It is, in truth, a- very cre ditable imitation of his style. The " Miser's Daugh ter" improves gradually in intere s t. • Th e d escr ipti on of the old man's agonies on discovering the loss of his darling treasures, exhibits more earnestness and sin cerity of feeling than Mr. Ainsworth has yet evinced. But what a ludicrous figure does the Miser cut, as re presented by George Cruikshank ? He is not horri fied, but is simply making faces, and stands with his legs stretched wide apart, just like a pair of com passes. In his next embellishment, where. Randolph refuses to drink the King's health over the water, the artist shows to more advantage. Here he is at home again, and throws infinite force and propriety of ex pression into the countenances of the astonished re vellers. Cruikshank should never attempt the heroic or the impassioned, but stick to the familiar, the fan tastic, and the humourous, where he reigns without a rival.— Verbum sap. The ". Two Minstrel Bands" is a strange, wild ballad, of German origin. We are not quite sure that we understand it, so extract a portion, in order that our readers may judge for themselves : I slept one night in the gloomy wood, The tombs of the minstrels near me stood ; The birds had lull'd me, from every tree, The sound of the branches was melody. And when every eye was in slumber closed,, When all except anguish and love reposed, The bolts and the coffins were rattling and shaking, The bolts and the coffins were bursting and breaking As wave upon wave on a boist'rous ocean • Pass thousands of forms, in a wild commotion, The harpers in troops from the coffin , appear, . Their harps in their skeleton arms they bear. Their lips are dry. and their glance is cold, Their pallid cheeks are sunken and old ; • .No feeling is in this ghostly band— They strike at their harp-strings with lifeless hand. But yet. though they strike and hammer on, The lisening ear can detect no tone ; The owlets leaving their nooks are seen, - While fiends from rocky crevices grin. Beneath the harpers the g-rass is dried— The bashful moon must her visege hide, And ever at midnight thui - tinkle they-- And " Oblivion" is their constant lay. A tone like the angel's tru'ep is. heard, ',When God had the world's foundations rear'd ; Through mead and through tree .. .what a sound i s rushing, How joyously is the streamlet gushing With flapping noise all the coffins close— The . harpers reel to their dull repose ; And new from a thousand coffins springing, Come Other bards, who are gladly singing A race for an endless time I see, Who have suck'd at the breast of. eternity ; Their eye is so mild, yet it shines like lightning, Their face with love's rosy tint is bright'ning. They strike the sounding harp with fire, They raise it on high—that gallant choir ; As an avalanche•fall, as a seraph song, It echoes the spacious fields along. The waters hear, and th( y cease to flow— The roses, as if it were spring -time, blow ; And while the moon is more brightly glancing, Young fays are around the minstrels dancing. The tree shakes with joy 'as the 'song is heard— On his branch more sweetly dreams the bird*;' And ever at midnight thus sing they, And " Immortality " is their lay. " The Tengin Pass" is a common-place narrative from the pen of Captain Medwin. " Sultan Stork" is a whimsical travesty of the tales of enchantment in the " Arabian Nights." Of the " Pirate Knight" we can say no more than that it is a passable Scottish ballad. " A Country Dinner Party" is a sprightly prose sketch, apparently from the life. Charles Matthews Not at Home," by Mr. Buller, of Brazen nose, is an imitation—and not a very successful one— of Thomas Ingoldsby's style of versification. Among the critical notices, is an intelligent and generous re view of Mr. Lever's " Charles O'Malley,' in which admirable tale, we may assure our readers, occurs the most graphic description yet.penned, of the battle of Weite4sia, " Truth and Rumour" is suah-s grace ful little allegory that—pressed for space as ste r aft . - _ we cannot resist the temptation of quoting it - i=; u 6 As truth once passed on her pilgrim way; c i s To rest by a hedge-side, thorny and sere.. - nr Few wanderers there she charmed to stay, Though hers.were the tidings that all should hear. She, whispering, sang, and her deep rich voice .. Yet richer, deeper, each moment grew ; And still, though it bade the crowd rejoice, Her strain but a scanty audience drew. But Rumour close bv, as she pluck'd a reed From a babbling brook, detained the throng ; With a hundred tongues that never agreed, - She gave to the winds a mocking song. The crowd with delieht its echoes caught - , And closer around her yet they drew ;. So wondrous and wild the lore she taught, They listen'd, entranc'd, the long day through. The sun went down : when he rose again, And sleep had becalm'd. each listener's mind, The voice of Rumour had rung in vain, No echo had left a charm behind. But Truth's pure note, ever whispering clear, Wand'ring in air fresh sweetness caught ; Then all unnoticed, it touch'd the ear, And fill'd with music the cells of thought. TAIT S MAGAZINE. The recent visit of Boz to the United States has furnished a writer in Tait with an excellent opportu nity of indulging his powers of good-natured carica ture, in a whimsical article, entitled, " Duggins's Impressions of America." This Duggins, who is no other than Charles Dickens, is supposed to detail; to an English traveller who has accidentally encountered him in Yankee-land, the particulars of his tour through the States—how he was feasted and flattered in New York ; gazed at as a prodigy on. the shores of the Niagara ; lionized in every town along the banks of the Mississippi; and, finally, how, tired of being thus made a public show of, ,he ran off as fast as his legs would carry him, to one of the most re tired parts of the country, where he wandered, quite at his ease, over the vast rolling prairies of the New World, accompanied by Mr. N. P. Willis, and one or two more poetical .friends till at length the whole party were surprised by Red Indians; some of them scalped, tornahawked, and set fire to at a stake; and others, among whom were Duggins and "Willis, tat toed, and ultimately liberated by their captors. The whole of these fanciful adventures are related with infi nite humour, and in the broad, rattling style of that renowned veteran Sir Morgan O'Doherty. We quote the description of the roasting of the American poet Bryant, and the mock speech of the savage :--- - "On the evening of the second day we reached the Indian village. It was a hideous place. - A circle of wretched, squalid wigwams formed a sort of arena, in the midst of which was planted the terrible war-pest, with a heap of resinous faggots at its base. Round.- it -were gathered the squaws of the tribe lean, cadaverous hags, than whom Alecto must- have been less revolting; and Hecate more humane. , .Children,—every, berry littlo children (1) quite 'naked, like imps of darkness,ra:svled to and fro, contesting the possession of bones and half gnawed morsels with the surly and. ravenous dogs. , Im potent old men,, toe, sate cowering: at the entrance of their huts, shaking their withered hands and muttering curses at us, as,_ bound .and helpless in the middle of the braves, we were led into - the middle space, and made to lie down upon the ground; whilst war-counsel' was held around the pile. " I'm a gone'coon, I know," said. Mullins Bryan. " They marked me when I shOt their chief, the great Bull-turtle as they called him, and my life isn't worth one of Willis's copyrights. Rut it's a huckleberry above my persimmon as to what they'll do with Vint s and so, Duggins, if you get off and return safe to.lstely York, don't forget to- tell Congress, that Mullins Bryan died like the American Byron, he is- true, true to-the . rale principles of freedom, and an uncompromising enemy of all emancipation !" " I will, -I will,"- said I, fervently ; ".and write your epitaph - 7 - 7 " " You'll do it, Bosh,- 7 -yon'll do it," interrupted Bryan. mournfully. ." But you'll not do it well-half so well as I could have Written your'n ; but .that'S past praying for. Only, if you should, just keep - out all mention of the very little- children, will you? in respect that thereS a 'tarnation black little imp- at this moment a-biting of my leg, and I can't heel him no how." . " Great men will have their prejudices !" "At last the savages rose. Brandishing their totnal hawks and scalping-knives, they rushed towards us, anch joining hands, executed an extempore war-dance around us, to the music of the hideous whoop. That over, an aged, scarred, skeleton figure, father of the fallen chief, stood forth, and spoke as follows : "Children of the Chip-chow-cherry-chow I listen to the voice of your Sachem. Seven times ten summers have passed since Smack- whack-eirnigo was young';- tall as-a warpost ; spry as the mountain cat. His hand *Ai on the scalp of the Yenghese ; his foot on the trail of the buffalo. When the squaws cried for meache gave It them ; his wigwam was full of ruin: But years camo upon him, and his sinews were as weak as the skunk's The 'coon sate upon tbegum-tree, and laughed as he went by, and the father of the beavers was glad— " But Smack-whack-girnigo had a son, and he was of the braves. Who was so swift as.Calipashawash, thd great Ball-turtle of his' tribe? When he - smoked"-the calumet of peace, his breath Bras like the cloud of the morning ; when he raised the war-whoop, the leaves of the forest fell. He filled his father's mouth with food. He gave him the roasted rattlesnake, and the baked opus' sum to eat, and he made his heart glad:with the strong tire-water of the pale-face. But the Yenghese came to the crooked river, and drove the deer from the prairies , ; the beaver heard them and fled. The redskins dug.nr the war-hatchet ; they threw fire into the fort, and too the scalps of their enemies. They came back to the wigwams of their - fathers, 'but Calipashawash was not with them, and Smack whack-girnigo has a son nn more !" • " Here the old savage paused, and the Indians yelled revenevildly, with a dissonance more fearful than that of a - chorus at Drury-lane. . " But the great Spirit is good. lie loves the Chip' chow-eh.rry : chow. My young nien have brought two pale-faces ; and C.ilipashawash shall not go to the far Luating-grouads alone. The death-song of the Yenghese shall cheer him on his way. Let my young men lighc . the pile." -- "Swift as 'lightning this horrid mandate was obeyed. Thick jets of sinoke began to rise from the crackling faggots, when the old man turned to ns • 'a -4 T "'The pale-faces are two," said be, "and death o„ : 1 My young men love to look upon the burning of s). brave, and the moon, is but newly risen. Which of you will go first to the war-post and sing his death-songt that the hears of the other may lie glad ?" • " 'Before I had tithe to speak, Mullins Byran burst_ out "If my hands were free and 'a bowie-knife in OW' you 'tarnation 'coon-faced nigger, I'd tickle your ribs, without laughing. Ilewsornd'ever, I'm shot if die like a free American ; and since the best.singet s A, J ta. go first, I'm the man to break the heart of a nightingale' So kindle up your fires, you bloody critters, and do your worst. Duggins, my lad, I'm sorrier for you than mr self. This is sort o' nut'ral to a down-Easter like me but you're a straiinger, and can't cotton to the husincs 4 no how you can fix it. There'll be talk o' this on Broad' way, I reckon, anyhow. One comfort is, the Presideel will be es wrathy as a painter. His shirt won't hold him, and he'll have them 'lama ',dines lynched before six weeks are over, or there's nu gougers in Hoboken." „ Mrs. Gore's tale of " Abednego, the Money-lender , exhibits all that archness:and vivacity of dialogue for which this lady's fictions are so remarkable. Th e sketch- of Mr. Stubbs, 'the picture-dealer, is so like life, that we can almost fancy we know the man' " Irish Treason in Paris" is the commencement of f l prose tale from the pen . of Mr. Banim. The scen e laid in the -French capital, and the present chaptetr e ' r . counts the misfortunes of an Irishman who had es caped by flight the sufferings entailed on all h o ! ° who had joined in the rebellion of 1798. The " Song of May" contains a few striking lines, WI I , l f, a whole, the poem is somewhat lackadaisical its tone.. The " Story of the Marquise de Gam e is a deeply tragic narrative, founded on fact. 'in' events occurred in France during the reign of Louis t 4l--. Fourteenth, and have reference to the fate of a heAX tiful and high-born Frenchwornan,who at the instigation of her jealous husband, cumstances of unwonted barbarity. .Cp,see-- of ."'!„, atrocious character are frequently to foe met with. the Causes Celebres. , In Tytler's History of Sc °t ". land" the Reviewer speaks in terms of. becoming spect of this sound and trust-worthy publication, cur' serving, and with truth, that the historian has "11 1 every case gone to the fountain-head; taking nothing for granted, nothing at second-hand, and leaving riof thing unexamined. This' argues a degree of pole' . verance, and of actual, time-consuming drudgerf , through which nothing sztve ardent enthusiasm in the pursuit could have carried an author. The results, are-corresponding. We have a work valuable for the : primary quality of all history—authenticity, accuranfi' and fulness in the detail of facts." POLY7'ECHNic JOURNAL. In this journal we have science and meehanir' combined with literature, so that it appeals to the terests of a large and increasing class of readers. 'Pr, Number for the pre sen t mon th i s - ably digested .7 , point of materials ; and among the more generally e_P. • tertaining articles, we find some particulars respect': ing " Gree ce as a Ki ng d om ," th e hi n t s f o r whi c h hay' been furnished by Mr. Strong's recent work on th e subject. The writer speaks in the most animated tern of the climate and soil of this celebrated country, cl r serving, of the latter, that it ". is so rich that it pl . ': duces in abundance the principal wants of the inlialw tants, repaying with ample interest the most trilling labour, while the crops follow each other in rapid sh C . cession throughout the whole year." He adds, wi t ' reference to the climate, that " although geogrePhi cally speaking, Greece lies within the temperate zone? the heat during summer is much more oppressive tha n in Bengal, the West Indies, or other countries ated between the tropics:' This is a remarkable fec,:, and for which it must be difficult to account. SPe eh ..; ing of the inhabitants, the writer says—" nature . 1 . so extremely precocious in Gree ce ,that females fat a l the age of puberty at ten or eleven years, o ' 3 men at fifteen or sixteen. I am acquainted with , lady of one of the first Athenian families, who, thoug' ., l only twenty-five years o f a g e , has already had 5 i ) ;., teen Children; eight of' theiti tins, of whom sell, .are WU 11511* t Asy scarcely sppow ersdiW• ER if ra the t stoi ad\ • Of of( in an( e deft of t'