The Sun. — London, England, 1832-12-01 00:00:00

\ .... --"..~;~ 'I BRUSSEL* WEDNESDAY NIGHT. I can state, on informatio❑ on which I place every reli ance, that up to 5 o'clock this afternoon, no summons had yet been made to the citadel, and, of course, it was not likely to be made, after so late au hour, this day. I also learn from the same source, that very probably to-morrow and the next day may pass over without its being sent, be cause (as I have often said), Marshal Gerard will not make the summons until he has every thing in readiness to en force it. The utmost activity prevails in every depart ment of the army to hasten all the preparations, which are rapidly approaching to completion. It would he only going again into all the uncertainty of conjecture to offer any opinion as to the time which may intervene between the summons to the citadel and the commencement of hos- That will of course depend altogether upon Ch isse's answer. If he demand time, it is not probable that it will be refused, but I think it unlikely that he will make any such demand. The Court of Holland must long ere this have decided upon the course which it will take with respect to Antwerp, and the Baron must have long since received definitive instructions in that respect. The most prudent precautions have been taken by the French military authorities to put the inhabitants of the villages in the vicinity of the city, who may be within range of a stray shot or shell, on their guard. The civil magistrates have informed the inhabitants that they will give them as early notice as possible of the intentions of Baron Chasse with respect to the neutrality of the city. Should, however, those intentions be of a hostile kind, it is very likely that the citizens themselves will be made aware of them as soon as the magistrates. If the city should he attacked, all the women and children will, it is said, be sent out, but the male adults who shall have con tinued there till then, will he obliged to remain to render any assistance that may lie required in case of fires. Nothing has as yet been done towards the appointment of a new Ministry to succeed those who have just resigned. The great difficulty is to get any set of men who may be able to command a sufficient majority in the Chambers to enable them to carry on the affairs of Government. I stated in my letter of yesterday that not one of the parties who thus joined in opposing the Ministers is of itself suffi ci. ntly strong to command the necessary influence, for it is impossible to expect that such discordant elements could unite and act together for any length of time, so as to give stability to an Administration formed on their presumed support. Decidedly the strongest party in the Chamber was that cf the Ministers, and there are many of the sincere friends of the Government who are not slow in expressing their opinion that the re tirement of those Ministers, under the circumstances in which they were placed, was quite an imprudent and ill advised step. It was reported here this morning that M. de Theux and M. de Muelanaere were sent for by the King, with a view to the formation of a new Ministry. It is, I understand, quite true that the former has had an interview with bis Majesty; but up to the hour in which I write, nothing has transpired to show that his Majesty's wish in getting a new set ofadvisers has been accomplished. The address, as you will have observed, was agreed to yesterday, without any additional amendments. The total number for its adoption was 44 ; against it, 38. There are, I understand, many of the representatives who would have supported the Ministers if they thought that the re sult of the vote would be their resignation. It is, however, now too late, unless, indeed, that the tenders of support in future from some of those who voted against them should induce them to resume their portfolios ; an event not very improbable, if the difficulties of forming a new Adminis tration should not be removed in a day or two. • It will be observed in the accompanying papers, that the President of the Chamber of Representatives has ap plied to his Majesty to know when it may please him to receive the address. His Majesty replied, that being at the present moment without responsible advisers, he could not receive or reply to the address. He must, therefore ; defer its reception for the persent. It is a singular situation for a country placed in such critical circumstances as Belgium now is, that one of her greatest difficulties should arise—not from her enemies— not from any misunderstanding with her allies—but from that body to which all good Belgians looked with confi dence, for aid and advice—the men whom they had chosen to represent them in the national council. This is deeply to be regretted in every point of view, but in none more than in the advantage which will of course be taken by the Orange party of the weakness which this division of opinion would seem to indicate, as far as relates to the general policy of the Government. To pass from great things to small, I may mention a circumstance which has given rise to some small talk amongst the news-readers here to-day. A paragraph ap peared in one of the papers of this morning, stating that " Mr. Mitchell, one of the editors of the Morning Chronicle, was arrested on Monday at Antwerp." The gentleman here named has, I believe, nothing whatever to do with that paper. He is the lively correspondent of another London morning paper, on some of whose articles of news I have had occasion to comment, as being founded more on fancy than on fact. The particulars of this affair, I :tuppose, will have reached you from Antwerp. They ?re, Ls nderstand very simple. A man comes into a city whieYl way be considered i❑ a state of siege ; he i suspected (of I know not what, but I shou'd suppose is could not be of too great affection for the present G ,vernment), and is placed tinder arrest until furthert inquiry is made about him. On such inquiry being made he is liberated, and ordered to quit the city. This is the whole affair, about which more has been already said than it is worth. It may, perhaps, find its way over to a certain portion of the London press under different colours, and probably be cited as an in stance of the severity of this Government. On this I shall only observe that the Government of Xing Leopold, if it has any weakness, it is that of being too lenient to its enemies. I need scarcely add, that if any writer in Hol land were to give his pen the same liberty with respect to the Government of William of Nassau, as this fanciful cor 04pondent has done with respect to that of Leopold, he would not be allowed to remain 9.4 hours in the kingdom, or if he were, it is more than probable that his domicile would he within one of its narrowest cachets. W. THURSDAY, TWO O'CLOCK, P. M. Nothing further has yet transpired with respect to the summoning of the citadel. A paper of this morning (the Memorial Bilge), which is generally the best informed as to what is going on at Antwerp, speaks of a demand made by Marshal Gerard on Chasse to respect the neutra lity of the city. _I think this is extremely improbable, for sorel7 it would be premature to talk of exempting the city from any share in the contest until an answer to the summoae to surrender puts it oflicially out of all doubt whether a contest is to take place or otherwise. The summons to surrender, I should imagine, will pre cede all other communications. However, in this I may be mistaken ; I therefore give the report of the Memorial as I find it. The accounts from the bead-quarters of the French army, as well as from Boom, speak of the most active ex ertions being continued to get every thing ready, but the trenches have not been cut, as was reported yesterday. All the tents, &c. &c., necessary for an encampment of 15,000 men, have been got ready. If they have the same sort of weather there that we have here, it will be most uncomfortable for the soldiers, with most of whom this is the first cnmpaign. We have had very heavy rain tiers for the last two days, and there is little present ap pearance of improvement. The greatest and hitherto insurmountable difficulties present themselves in the attempte to form a new Admi nistration. The first to whom the King sent to form a Ministry was M. de Theux ; he did all he could, and failed. The King then sent for M. Fallon, who up to this hour has met with no better success; indeed, his chance of making up an Administration, which could stand for a week, was infinitely much less than that of De Theux. It was amus ing, I understand, to hear of the reception he met with from some of those to whom he applied, and who had been already applied to, and had refused M. de Theux. Some openly laughed at the request as a chimera ; others told him that if he did succeed in getting together a new set of men to join him, be might, perhaps, count upon the support of 18 in the Chamber in the first week, and not on that of more than seven or eight in the second. This objection to M. Fallon is not a personal one, but he is not considered of weight and importance enough to arrange a Ministry. Here then the matter rests at pre sent, and it is impossible to say what will be the result whether we are to have a new set of men, or whether the old will come back. If the former, where are they ? Who Is to he Minister of Justice ? and who of the Interior ? Is it such a man as M. de Brouckere for the one, and as Dumortier for the other? You might as well talk of Sir B. Vyvyan for First Lord of the Treasury, and George Bankes, jun., as Chancellor of the Exchequer, in Eng land, making allowance for their difference in politics, as the two former are as ultra on the " Movement" side, as the latter are on the Conservative. However, they would he about equally as fit for those appointments respectively in the estimation of all but themselves. But supposing M. Fallon, or any other, could succeed in filling up those appointments with men even mode rately qualified to fill them, where is he to find a Minister of Foreign Affairs? I would venture to say, that in the whole opposition, though there may be four or five vain cr ambitious enough to take it, there are not two, I • V- 84, \. might say there is not one, typo is acquainted with its duties. In this difficulty in which the King is placed, the bu siness of Government is nearly at a static] still. I heard of a motion which, it is said; will be submitted to the Chambers i❑ a day or two, if, i❑ the interim, a Mi nistry should not be formed, for an address to the King to call back the men who have retired. This I have not been able to trace to any authentic source, but it is not at all improbable. W. ANTWERP, THURSDAY, NOV. 29, THREE O'CLOCK, AFTERNOON. This morning has passed over in expectation; yet no thing is known by the public. Rumours of various kinds are afloat ; among others that strange one of a negotiatio❑ being opened for 14 days' armistice, but on inquiry from well-informed persons, I have been assured that the first and only negotiation will be the summons to General Chasse, and that it is certain that that summons will be delivered on to-morrow, provided that some extraordinary and unforeseen incident does not arise to prevent it. It is expected to be given early. Some military men who have studied the position of the lunettes St. Laurent and Kiel, mention to me, that although prevented by the sentries from approaching the places near them, they have reason to think that the French have traced two batteries in the prolongation of the faces of the lunette St. Laurent, to keep down its fire, while they push their sap up to the crest of the Glacis, and formltheir breaching battery. They afterwards attack the op demilune of the citadel. It is thought that the lunette Kiel, near the river will be solely silenced by a ricochet fire. The three tricoured flags are now flying near. Those of the French and Dutch are alike, save that the former has the streaks parallel to the staff, while the latter is perpendicular to it. The French have now 114 cannons, mortars, &c., ready to play upon the citadel, whi!e the Dutch have, perhaps, an equal number to rebist the attack. Very few hours will elapse before the guns will be heard, and many a Gallant heart will cease to throb, because William of Nassau and the Dutch wish to perpetuate, even in the 10th century, the monopoly they obtained from the indo• lent King of Spain, Philip IV., in the 17th. The Belgian flag—tricoloured also—is flying still on the beautiful spire of the cathedral ; but it is not yet known if the Dutch desire of vengeance will not implicate the city, and thereby produce the roar of 400 guns, from the Dutch gun-boats, the Belgian fortress, the French bat teries, and the citadel. _ This is, therefore, an anxious period for thousands, and Europe looks with eagerness to see if civilization and the progress of the arts of rendering men happy are to suc ceed here over the efforts of prejudice and interest, to hring back the old state of things.—Morniny Paper. HOP DUTY. AN ACCOUNT of the GROWTH of the YE. Districts, and the Old from Districts. Duty. Barnstaple .Z''' ) 7 10 Bedford 3l 12 6 Bristol 8 1 10 Cambridge 0 15 0 Canterbury 48,689 IS 2 Chester 0 9 8 Cornwall 7 2 9 Derby Dorset lOB 5 11 Essex 867 15 10 Exeter 29 17 4 Gloucester 2 14 Grantham Hants Hereford 11,767 11 2 Isle of Wight 5 3 6 Lincoln Lynn 8 17 6 Old duty 112-20 d. per 1b..... New -,-,, 8-2,:d DUTY on HOPS of the R 1832, distinguishing the n the New Duty. Districts. Duty. Northampton Oxford ll 7 10 Plymouth l4 1 8 Reading 9 6 10 Rochester 75,861 10 10 Sarum 4,386 10 4 Salop Stourbridge Suffolk 494 12 6 Surrey Sussex 66,406 13 8 Uxbridge Wales, Middle 54 19 8 Wellington Worcester 3,513 14 8 Total £•41,770 16 2 Total W. C( Excise-office, London, Nov. 31 J:139,018 4 34 4-20 102,752 11 10-4-1E,20 £241,770 16 2 YrTHELL, First Gen. Acct, THE PRESS THROUGHOUT the WORLD. (From the New Monthly Magazine.) . - - " The following table is sent to us by a gentleman, as translated from the " Annales des Travaux" of the Paris Statistical Society, made up from information de , ived by M. Baibi, the well-known geographer. We sub jlin it as a very curious memorandum, though we cannot vouch for its accuracy :- Names of the Parts and Number of Population. Periodical States of the World. Journals, EUROPE 29.7,700,000 2,142 France '32,000,000 490 Paris 690,000 175 Lyons Marseilles British Islands London 1,275,000 97 Dublin Edinburgh Glasgow Manchester 134,000 12 Birmingham Liverpool 119,000 9 Swiss Confederation 1,980,000 30 Geneva 25,000 4 Austria...... Vienna Milan 151,000 9 Prussia Netherlands Amsterdam 201,000 35 Brussels 100,000 33 Antwerp Germanic Confederation 13,600,000 305 Sweden and Norway 3,866,000 82 Denmark Copenhagen 109,000 6 Spain 13,900,000 12 Madrid Port uga 1 Lisbon Sardinia 4,300,000 8 Turin 114,000 3 Two Sicilies 4,600,000 51 Naples Papal Territories Rome 154,000 3 Russia and Poland 56,515,000 84 Petersburgh 320,000 29 Warsaw Moscow 250,000 17 Greece Napoli AMERICA 99,30 . ,,000 978 United States New York 169,000 30 Columbia Santa F 6 Mexican Confed. Mexico lBO,llOO 7 Brazil Rio Janeiro 140,000 3 English America Spanish America Dutch America 114,000 2 French America 240,000 3 llayti 950,000 5 Aslx '390,080,000 27 Calcutta Surat 450,000 1 Pekin 1,300,000 1 OCEANIA Batavia 46,000 2 Van Diemen's Land 2,000 1 Otaheite Apßicx 60,000,000 12 Cairo . SUMMARY. _.......____. Europe "27,700,000 2,142 America 1 , ),300,000 978 Asia 390,000,000 27 Africa Oceania 20,000,000 9 Total for the whole Globe 737,000,000 3,168 " Upon these computations, the Journal of the Paris Statistical Society thus remarks The proportion to which the number of journals in each quarter of the world bears to its population is as follows :—ln Asia there is one piper for every 14,000,000 ; in Africa, one for every 5,000,000 ; in Europe, one for every 106,000 ; in America, one for every 40,000 ; and precisely in the same ratio is the comparative progi ess of civilization in these dif ferent divisions of the earth.' " The last number of the general catalogue printed every aercestre at Leipsic contains 2,157 new books, the foregoing number has but 310 less—so that, in the course of one year, 4,004 German works have been pub lished ! a number which surpasses by far that of the yearly pub ications of England and France taken together." The solicitations of the Marquis PALMELLA for the mediation of this count.iy in the quarrel between the brothers of Portugal continue, we understand, to re ceive at the hands of Lord PALMERSTON all the attention and favour which so just a cause and such able advocacy fully merit. From what has transpired, the friends of Portugal are already full of hopes that the recognition of Donna MARIA is now not very distant ; and humanity throughout the world must be interested in seeing an end put to a struggle which otherwise threatens to prolong a desolating existence, and the ultimate issue of which the uncertainty of war necessarily renders doubtful. So ripe are the negotiations, that the Marquis has ordered the pack e t which was to have sailed to-day to be delayed for a ciay or tw o l ong er, in tk e hope of being able to trans mit to Do n PEoRo the cheering assurance of their suc cessful termination. it has been ascertained that of the accidents carried to the public hospitals within th! last three months, seven out of ten have been occasioned by the furious or careless driving of.public vehicles in the streets. A correspondent informs us that Government has purchased the site of the late lamentable accident in York •street, Westminster, on which they intend to make a commodious entrance from York-street to the new bar_ iacks now erecting in the Birdcage-walk, ' \ \ MAGAZINE DAY. BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE. The physician still continues his elaborate " Diaries?' The subject of the present tale is " Magdalen," and turns on the very bacneyed cir cumstance of a young girl, innocent, beautiful, and all that, being seduced by an equally beau tiful, but far less inoffensive officer in the army. Yet, though the topic be thus hacknneyed, it is but just to say that it is handled in so masterly a way as almost to give it an air of originality. The scenes in the low brothel near the Strand are worthy of Richardson, and remind us forcibly of that terrific description in " Clarissa Harlowe," where the old procuress of Soho-square, with a bevy of her attendant nymphs are brought out on the canvass in colours that shall never fade. But the " Physician" has one besetting defect. He is too monotonous. His very exaggerations, too (or, perhaps, to speak with more courtesy, his impassioned scenes), have a mechanical air about them. He deli erately heaps up horror upon horror, as a ploughman piles up a hay-stack. He tells by quantity, not by quality ; by the sum total rather than by the detail of misery. It was not thus that Fielding or Scott secured immor tality. Some of their briefest characters are their very best, witness the Tony Fire the Fag got, and the old peevish ex-Abbot of the one, who could weep tears of blood for Queen Mary, but that (we quote from memory) " it is a fine fresh morning, and the colewort grows finely, so I must to my garden ;" and the landladies, puppet-showmen, and small lawyers of the other. Mr. Warren is, throughout his otherwise clever tales, too fond of effect. He strives to astonish, not to affect. Had he less ambition, he would write a thousand times better. " Tom Cringle's Log" is capital, and contains one rich scene of humour, where a man is stung at night by a scorpion on the nose, and his ship's crew provide a rough poultice, which brings out the natural rubicundity of his countenance in a very promising style. The incident however is detailed in rather too broad a style. It is pushed to the very verge of extravagance. For instance : " Cuidado, said Do❑ Ricardo, let me manage ; and he got a small tube of wild cane, which he stuck into Bang's (the sufferer) mouth, through a hole in the poultice cloth, and set a negro servant to watch that it did not sink into his gullet, as he fell asleep, and with instructions to take the poultice off whenever the pain abated ; and there he lay o❑ his back whistling through this artificial beak like a sick snipe." " The French Revolution of 1830," is pros ing and truculent, with scarce an atom of novelty in the way of argument. " The Ca Bars" contains some masterly details of the sufferings that the Emperor of the world, Augustus, underwi•ent daily in his domestic capacity as father and husband. " The Farewell to Earth," by Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley, is very graceful and feminine and full fraught with feeling. We are glad to find that some of our high-born dames can afford to think of better things than Almacks. " The Natolian Story Teller" displays considerable energy of descrip tion. " The Burial of the Mighty" is an elegant tribute by Mrs. Hemans to the memory of Sir Walter Scott, in which occurs this fine expressive line— " With all the imploring beauty of decay." The word " imploring" possesses far more character than the generality of Mrs. Hemans' epithets, which are more remarkable for their richness and exuberance than their distinctness or propriety. MONTHLY MAGAZINE. The " Pledge System" being a question which all parties are just now discussing more actively than ever, of course the Monthly, which has usually the tact to keep pace with the day, puts forth its opinions on the subject. These opinions are somewhat heterodox, and show a decided hostility to the system of pledges. Why or wherefbre, we cannot say, for the writer scarcely ventures on argument. He contents himself with expressing his dislike to pledges, and there leaves the question. " The Sorrows of a Sailor Buoy " is a good joke spoiled by the printer, who has substituted the word " Boy" for " Buoy." The writer's temper—for wags, if possible, are more irritable than even poets — must be at blood-heat, in consequence of this egregious blunder. " Methodist Poets" is a review by the author of " Corn Law Rhymes," on the works of three provincial mechanics (of the Methodist persuasion), who have lately taken a trip to Parnassus, and gathered a stray laurel or two, which they picked up at the foot of the sacred mount. The Review contains nothing noticeable ; but some of the extracts, especially those selected from a Poem, by Richard Furness, entitled the " Rag Bag," are excellent. Richard displays considerable fer tility of invention, and some arch humour. The " Rag Bag," so far as mere invention is concerned, (we say nothing of the versifi cation) reminds us not a little of the " Rape of the Lock." Both owe every thing to first lucky conception ; though Pope was wise enough to add the myriad blandishments of taste and wit, and elegance, which Mr. Furness has in a great degree dispensed with. " Carrots and their Consequences " is a lively tale, de scriptive of the sufferings of a sensitive young man, with a born genius for making love, who has the ill-luck to possess a head of hair of the most startling and combustible furnace co lour, as if it had been baptized in a volcano and left to dry on the crater. In an agony of despair produced by this " untoward " circum stance, Mr. Rufus Green, for such is the name of this afflicted innocent, buys a fashionable unguent which turns his locks to as vivid a green, as if he had fed on grass all his life. The denouement of the tale is weak, but th e introductory matter capital. " The Black Mask is a spirited Hungarian legend, of a melodramatic character. TAIT'S MAGAZINE. " The Church of England and the Dissenters' is a question argued at considerable length, in a very temperate and satisfactory spirit. It has the merit of being penned at the right season, w • " Some late passages in the Life of John Bull"is' an allegorical sketch, continued from the last two numbers. It does not, however, like wine, im prove as it grows older. The writer, we are sure, never imbibed his coarseness from Ar buthnot, whose " John Bull " is a master-piece of quiet, gentle humour, running over in every sentence, without the slightest tincture of pert ness or grossness. "The History of a Stone of Taxed Flour" is meant to be stinging and ironical, but is simply prosing and elaborate. Mr. Elliott should stick to poetry. There he shines a meteor, here he glimmers a rush-light. Characteristics of the genius of Scott" is the most acute metaphysical analysis of this master mind we have yet met with. Miss Martineau is the writer—a lady who has lately distinguished herself by her tracts on Political Economy. Though a staunch Utilitarian, she has yet fancy and feeling enough to enter deeplyinto the spirit of Scott's writings. Our readers will be pleased with this specimen of Miss Martineau's powers : " The genius of Scott was not only innocent as the imagination of a child•—all genius is so in itself—it was also pure ; that is, it did not bring into combination with itself any thing which could deteriorate its power, or defile its lustre. His purity of thought and feeling was not of the still and cold, but of the active and genial character. It was not like the mountain snow, which is all whiteness under common circumstances, but which, if by chance melted, may be found to have held many dark specks con gealed within it; but rather like the running stream, which catches light, warmth, and colouring, from all substances through which it passes, and sweeps away, or buries, all with which it has no affinity. No one can dispute Sir Walter Scott's knowledge of life, and his in sight into the mysteries of society. He could have told, more than most men, of the intrigues of Courts, the licentiousness of Nobles, the secret revels of divers classes of men, and the excesses which follow close on both the gratification and disappointment of the stronger passions. No one had a warmer sympathy with the stirrings in men's bosoms, or could make larger allowance for frailty, or feel more genially the pleisures of conviviality and other social excitement ; yet no man was ever more remarkable for• combining perfect purity of conception with truth and freedom of delineation. He was himself temperate in his habits as genial in his temperament; and his works are like himself. The Templar, Varney, Mike Lambourne. Christian Dalgarno, find each their place in his pictures of life—they are not made the text of a sermon, but rather allowed to speak for themselves in a not very sermon-like style ; and the issue is, that they leave on the mind of the reader not a single impression which can defile, but instead, a conviction that, as respects the mind of the author, they came and went, leaving no spot or stain behind. " Closely allied with the purity of Scott's genius was its modesty—a modesty as astonishing to his distant admirers as it ever was amusing to his near friends. It is scarcely possible to imagine how, with his quick sense of the good and the beautiful, he should have remained so innocent of all suspicion of how touch there was of both in his own works. If the ingenuousness of his mind had been less remarkable than it was, there would have been a pretty general suspicion that he was not above the common afftc. tation of pretending to dispute the decision of the public; but the entire simplicity of his speech and conduct place his ingeniousness beyond question." " Percy Bysshe Shelley" is passable, but tells us nothing new respecting the peculiarities of this gifted poet. The extracts are by far the most interesting portion of the criticism. " Aristocratics" is a clever, pungent notice of a stupid novel bight the " Reformer," which, if we mistake not, already sleeps with its predg cessor " Massenburg." " Spontaneous Com bustion" is a dull dialogue on board the Adelaide Edinburgh steam-boat, between an Oxonian and the C aptain of the vessel, on the subject of the late semi-conflagration of Blackwood's and Tait's Magazines. " Tait's Common-place Book" is lively and miscellaneous. FRASER'S MAGAZINE. " Whig Foreign Policy" is ingeniously argued by one who has the tact to make the worse ap pear the better side of the question. We should much like to see the writer engaged in an ela borate dissertation to prove that black is white. The subject would be well worthy of his abili ties. " The Annuals" is a light, sketchy notice of these showy ephemera, in which a few harm less smiles are indulged in at the expense of Mr. Alaric Attila Watts. The article calls for no particular notice. " Physical Evidences of the Characteristics of Ancient Races among the Mo derns" is an essay heavy enough to sink a se venty-four. For many of his speculations the author is indebted to the late Mr. Hope's fantas tical theories on man. " William Roscoe" is a brief pertinent notice of the late historian of that name—the lion of Liverpool, and the founder, if we mistake not, of its present flourishing Athenwum. He was an able writer (except in the poetical department), though the two pillars of his fame, the histories of Leo the Tenth, and Lorenzo the Magnificent, are scarcely strong enough to prop him up for any consider able length of time. They display erudition and taste, but there is a want of vigour and charac ter about them. Placed by the side of Gibbon or Lingard, they show but to sorry advantage. However, if not a great, Mr. Roscoe was a good man ; and for this he deserves the respect ful remembrance of posterity. Of the likeness prefixed to the memoir we can say nothing, as we never had the good fortune to see the original. There are, however, a sternness and solidity of thought about it, which we should scarcely have expected to see in a writer so full of elegance and amiability. " The Spermaceti Candle,"is a poetic squib, which would be amus ing, if it were not so elaborate. It is an imitation of the quaint versifyings in the earlier anti better numbers of Blackwood. " Some Passages in the Life of an Idler," is highly entertaining. iVlany of the descriptive touches display a master. hand ; there is a freshness and spirit about the following, which has much amused us : 4, At sunset we entered the woods to make our barri cade. It is done thus :—One of the party, using his snow-shoe as a shovel, clears out a hole in the snow of about eight feet by seven. Having come to the ground, he smooths it by breaking the lumps of ice, frozen moss, and clods, with the back of his axe. Another, descending to the river, procures a kettle of water by cutting a hole in the ice ; and, on his return, fells some four or five bushy trees,—preferring the Canada balsam or the spruce, from the closeness of the brush. From these he knocks off the branches, which, being frozen, snap at a blow, and spreads them thickly on the bottom of the barricade, so as to make a soft, fragrant and elastic couch. " Meantime the two other men have felled a number of dry trees, and one tree with the sap yet within it. All are cut into logs, some six feet long, and piled horizontally at one end of the b trricade. You next gather some birch hark or dry moss, splinter some dry wood, and strike a light :—you ha ve then a fi re ; and, like one of Homer's begin to cook your victuals. Having set the kettle e ach man divests himself of his l egg i ngs , soc k s , an d mtho:bcooaesisls,,ins, and puts on dry things, leaving the others sus pended in the smoke. All then lie down, wrapped in their blankets, side by side, enjoying the luxury of their pipes. When the meat is boiled, each man devours his two or t hree pounds of it, and consigns himself to sleep. Sweet s l ee p, the filmy-eyed, comes to him spee dil y , f or h e is aweary ! Nor does the crackling of the trees, in the criish ing and grinding frost, sounding like a straggling fire of musketry, and reverberated by a thousand echoes, disturb him ;—•nor does he long keep his eye on the glorious heavens, albeit they are shipped hare to the ether—where all the stars are seen, and the frequent meteors are rustling in their fleet career. • • • * • • • , 4 When the fire becomes low, the cold awakens him ; he throws down more logs, smokes another pipe, and goes to sleep again. But before day-break he is on the alert, to mend his snow-shoes, mocassins, &c. &c., and prepare for his journey. His breakfast is light as his supper was heavy ; one or two lumps of bated dough, and, if he have it, a pint of tea. • « • • • « " Like the wild geese, we take turn in leading the file— in beating the track, as it is called—each for about two hours, so as to share the labour and danger amongst us. The labour falls heaviest on the first man, for he sinks deepest in the snow ; and he incurs the greatest danger, inasmuch as he has to run the chance of disappearing through those holes in the ice which are occasioned by springs and other c mses, but which are as well covered with snow as any other part of the lake or river, and which, while walking on the level pain of snow, it is im possible to detect." " The World of Dreams" is a graceful, elo quent specimen of versification, modelled on the style of Mrs. Hemans, with the addition of a vigour and robustness which this accomplished lady rarely puts forth. " Walter Vivian, the Smuggler" is a common-place story, told in a very picturesque manner. The conclusion is highly wrought up, and appeals forcibly to the feelings. " The Books of Aphorisms" are a collection of maxims, half serious, half comic, told in that racy pointed style which rarely fails to please. The running Commentary, by O'Doherty, is scarcely what we might expect from his sprightly, practised—perhaps too practised—pen. " Dia logues of the Dead" exhibit some humour, though it is somewhat of the broadest. The con versation between the ghost of Jeremy Bentham and Thurtell is too far-fetched and offensive to please generally. METROPOLITAN. The character of this number is dulness and monotony. The majority of its articles, like the drowsy tricklings of a streamlet on a hot day, are soft persuaders to somnolency. Homer, it is true, sometimes nods ; but not, if we remem ber, in every page, like the present Metropo litan. " Evidence before the Silk Committee," is what would be called by the learned in such matters, a useful article. It is, however, awful to look at, still more awful to peruse. The cal culations, with their vast array of figures, are very formidable matters, like a Cantab's third year's wine bill. " Clavering's Auto-Biography" is graphic and anecdotical. The writer puts on the mask of age : we suspect he is a vigorous scribe, scarcely half-way towards eighty. We subjoin a brief sketch of Wyndham, a name once well known in the political world, but now wax ing somewhat wruginous, like the shield of the great Scriblerus " The Wyndhams are not indigenous to Sussex : they came from Norfolk, and last from Somersetshire. They are a very ancient family of commoners, always highly allied. Of William Wyndham, the statesman, the friend of Burke and Fox, I have said nothing. I had only a very slight acquaintance with him. He was a man of extra ordinary acuteness and great virtue; but surely far too subtle and metaphysical. For many years he was under estimated : at last he was placed too high. He had many opinions more ingenious than solid. His father is still re membered as one of the first who made the ascent of Mont Blanc, with Mr. Aldworth, father of the late Lord Braybrooke, who had married a Genevan lady, of the name of Calandsini. Wyndham left his estate to his ne phew, Admiral Lukyn, whose daughter is, I believe, now married to one of our new union nobles, of the name of Hare, whose titles I forget, a grandson of the old peer in possession, whose father is reported to have ken i❑ humble life at Cork or Limerick. Wyndham was obsti nately proud and aristocratical ; and this would not very well have pleased him. Norfolk is a peculiar and detached county, abounding with the old habits of the squirearchy. It possesses a few very old families, such as the Astleys, Walpoles, Wodehouses, and Bacons." " Catullus and Petrarch" is a short, superficial essay by Moore, whose observations on the former poet are the tritest of truisms. The translations affixed are pretty, but rather stiff, and therefore not very characteristic of the original, who is remarkable for ease and elegant simplicity. " Rev. G. Crabbe" contains some shrewd criticism, and comes to the same con clusions respecting the painful character of this fine poet's writings as the late Mr. Hazlitt. " Spain in 1832" is readable. " The Ballot" is an essay on the popular side of the question. NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. This magazine (no uncommon thing) has reached us at so late an hour that we can do little more at present than barely refer to its con tents. We have skimmed hastily over one or two of the articles, and like much what we have read. " Asmc,deus" contains some smart criti cism on that piece of aristocratic fillagree work the Keepsake. Lord Dover, despite his title, is sadly mauled, as Don Quixotte was by the cats in the chamber of the weeping Duenna. The cat, however, is not laid on without reason. The opening paragraph of " Asmodeus" contains some very beautiful and feeling ideas suggested, by a recollection of Montaigne. We subjoin them. " Literary ease !—what a sentiment of happiness— what a sense of quiet. of deep, of virtuous enjoyment is conveyed in that expression ! How many classical recol lections throng around us, when we recall, in that one phrase, the otiuna and the diynitas of the wise of old ! Tivoii crowded with its white retreats—Baite and its Fountains—the Villa of Cicero—the G irdens of Pliny— the magnificent Palace of Lucullus, equally learned and voluptuous. Nor, for my own part, can I ever chew the cud of that delightful phrase without especially bring ing to my niind's eye a certain antique and venerable chamber in one of the grey Chateaux of Perigord,— crowded with a medley of well-worn volumes—and the light that enters from one high window resting on the comely front of the Lord of Montaigne. That most per suasive gossip, who, among Essayists, is what Le Sage was among Novelists—wisest while most trifling—and most brilliant when most at ease —seems, to my fancy, to have enjoyed the very ideal of a life of literary leisure. He had seen enough of the actual world to be contented with retirement ; and his natural disposition, so remote from the dread hypochondriasm customary to men of let ters, made solitude the nurse no less of cheerful than of p•ofound thoughts; the philosophy of a Happy Temper smoothed the pillow of disease, and kept—if I may use the term—the mental as the bodily veins, in a healthful and lively flow—so that he drank in the blessings of leisure without its ennui ; and study never wearied him with a sense of its futility—nor solitude with that of its vegeta tive sameness. It has been my lot to cultivate letters from my earliest youth—but I have never attained to the leisure and the calm which should belong to the pursuit. At fits and starts I have heaped together what learning I pos sess—and pardon me the vanity—before I was twenty the elaborate Parr esteemed my correspondence as that of no ordinary bookrnan--but the wheel at my heart always for bade me rest—and the Passions hurried me from books to tnen—from study to pleasure—from contemplation t o action—with so fierce and restless an alternation, that the life of ease—which I still covet—l have never, save at hasty and brief intervals, enjoyed Sometimes, indeed, I charm myself with pictures of a future never likely to be mine—and imagine, that when the lasi days of mY youth are over, and that tranquil period in which the Autumn of Life steals over its hot and laborious summer has cooled the pulses which now beat too wildly for re• pose, some quiet retreat—the Tura et silentium—among old books and green fields—may afford me the Utopia and the Euthanasia of literary life. Then, too, I charm my self with the hope of weaving slowly and as a luxury, n ot a task, some such work as the world shall not willingly let die, and which may bind my name to something more solid than those reeds blown to and fro by the breath of popular opinion, which, as yet, are the only witness of what I am. But, as I have said, the chances are that such a future never will be reserved for fruition ; 0 - 1 mind has exhausted my body prematurely; and the gravel perhaps, alreidy yawns for its prey ; but the spirit that is within me will quail not to the last—and the despondency of the nerves shall not dim the hope of the soul. 0 t he bright power of endurance that the Gre it Heart can evoke from its own wrecks." " Percy Bysshe Shelley" abounds in curious minute traits of character, all tending to prove Shelley's singular bon huinmie. " Ixion in fleaven"we have barely had time to glance a t, and are scarcely competent, therefore, to form an or pion. That it is by the author of Contartni Fleming, is an argument in its favour. « Lord Byron's conversations" are pleasant gossiping. BRITISH MA GAZINE. There is fortunately little or nothing that calls f)r particular notice in this number. There are few original papers, and none that possess a ny general interest. The readers of this Magazine are, we suspect, chiefly clerical. Among the correspondence is a prosing paper on th e " Millenarian Denominata," and another (much better) on the " Present State of Religion in Russia." The " Sacred Poetry is, like mos t such poetry, more remarkable for devoutness than genius. THE Q UARTERLY JOURNAL OF AGRICULTURE. BrwrwooD, No. XIS. A good number, full of interesting matter to all the world. The accounts of the Dunde e and Newtyle Railway, and of sugar making''' the West Indies have both given us great plea' sure, the latter more especially, the writer having evidently taken much pains to make himsel f master of the subject, if, indeed, he has no t been actually engaged in the operations he Jr scribes. When we say that his descriptions po t us more in mind of Cobbett's Cottage Economy' than any thing else, we cannot bestow highe r praise upon a treatise of this nature. M article on the conversion of certain sorts of arable land in permanent pasture is we ll worthy of attention at a time when th e increasing quantity of corn, supplied fro"' abroad, threatens to throw still more cor n land out of cultivation. The writer of this 31 " tide (Mr. G. Sinclair, of New Cross, Surrey) states the result of an experiment of his own upon a light, gravelly soil ; but we prefer quoting his account of one by Mr. Troutbeel'' of Blencowe, near Penrith, in Cumberland as being fuller of details. The extent of grotto ( ' was ten acres, the site high, and exposed to th e west winds The seeds were sown without any admixture of col crop ; they consisted of the following species of perma o ,, pasture grasses and clovers, selected chiefly by M r . Trot , ' heck himself " Cock's-foot grass, best improved perennial rye-gre hard fescue, meadow fox-tail grass, tall oat-like soft gro l l larger meadow cat's-tail grass, crested dog's-tail gill sweet-scented vernal, common mea d ow grass , w hi te c l o ver, perennial red clover, trefoil, and broad clover. "These seeds were supplied at the rate of thirteen pec-O, to the acre. The details of the mode of sow ing and aft management I cannot do better than state in Mr. Trout' beck's own words, because the facts and deductions brough t forward agree so perfectly with the results of my own er perience and observation, that I cou ld a dd no thing to tb e clearness and force of the statement. "To secure a good vegetation of the grass-seeds, muc h depends upon skilful manag emen t, f or many have tried th e plan and failed, and I have been condemned for making t he attempt, the expense being so great ; however, I am dally more convinced of the advant ages ar i s i ng f rom su ch cul ture. The secret lies her e ,—y ou must , i n s h or t, bg% your land in such order, that it w ill p ro d uce nothing put what you want it to grow. N otw ith s t an di ng t h e prePu l a of husbandmen and neighbours, and the length of time 8° labour required to effect it, I worked my land so 0 '; pletely that there was not a weed to be seen : I gave it te p , furrows, and harrowed and pick e d it un til it was t horough/ A cleaned and well pulverized. After I have ridged the lar up, which ought only to be don e a f e w h ours p re viou 6 .: : sowing the seeds, I never allow a horse to set foot upon for when it is brought to such an exceedingly fine tilth,!', foot-marks could never be got out even u p on the di le : soils. My ridges are six times about, and, before I . I harrow the laud well, th e hor ses go i ng i n th e furt ) ° , After the seeds are dep os it e d, w hi c h oug ht t o be 41 ": 11 , with a drill, for it is not possible to sow small se eds vv!b the hand so well as a drill, I use a very li g ht h a rrow v' l' o r short teeth. There is scarc e ly a tillage-far m in this co The which lies higher than the one I am now improving. land I laid down last year with your seeds is a strong loslll','e soil, with a clayey subsoil. I dare hardly mention ' ye quantity of stock the ten acres have upon them. I belie at this time I have upwards of forty wether sheep, tbitt o ; t : three lambs, end twenty yearling bullocks. find Y b , cannot stock too closely, and during the growing W rit y of the year, sheep cannot keep down the coarser or grasses ; and if you allow these grasses to get a-bead , 3 1° „ ruin all. My grass, last autumn, kept as much stock 119 common turnip crop would have done, a n d ma d e the sh ee p equally as fat." LADY'S MA GAZINE. Contains two good papers from the pens , 9 Mr. Galt and the author of the t , Dominic Legacy." That by the last writer, entitled " C )1l the present alarming Stagnation of Matrimony' is very amusing and readable, and just such °{l article as is appropriate to a Lady's M a gazine` The embellishments are of the average or der ° excellence: GENTLEMANR MAGAZINE. It i s long since we have seen this staid, ve nr rable periodical which is now, we believe, O ne • where about the patriarchal age of M et husalen i ; or, perhaps, a few years (say some two or th re is score) older. The v ery s i g h t o f i t carr ies back to the past, to the days of Cave, a nd j obil , son, and Goldsmith, the two last of whom c° , s ti r e tributed their earliest essays to its p a ges. are glad to see that it still retains its old exte r f oo and its old h arm l ess twa ddl e a b out ruins an d n ,l forth. Both are consecrated in our eyes , 3 0 we should no more think of venturing a sne er t iii the quaint w oo d- cut o f S t. J o h n 's G ate, or the " quainter epistles to , 6 Sylvanus Urban, Ge vt ‘' y than w e s h ou ld t hi n k o f l aug hi ng at t he gr hairs of age . Th ere i s li tt l e to not i ce ill the t hree present n um b er , except , i n d ee d, two o r th r ft letters fro m Si r W. Scott to Mr. Potewhel 4 , i l one of whi c h, a ll u ding t o th e numerou s S" oi arts (always in the end the longest of all ctj to . whethe r as res p ec t s ma t ters o f l earn i ng or he pogra says, fearpliy) lately laid nv of the sh open ian to knowledjte:b3lo! writer acquisition will be found 6 in fancy ripe)