The Express.
London, England, 1858-05-25 00:00:00

LrI'ERATURB.

TRAVELS AND TOPOGRAPHY.

In and around Stamboul. By Mrs. EDMUND
HOILNBY. 2 vols. Bentley.
Aspects of Peru. By EDWARD COPPING. Author
of "Alfieri and Goldoni; their Lives and Adven-
tures." Longman.
Mienissary BketcAes is NortA /who soak references
to recent Boosts. By Mrs. WIITBRIICHT.
Nisbet and Co.
1744 History and Antiquities of Rozburghshire and
adjacent Districts. By ALEXANDRA JEFFREY.
I. F. Hope.
Ouse in the year the British nation has a fit of
aigration on a wholesale axle. That awful period
is rapidly approaching. In the natural course
of things it cannot be delayed many weeks.
We have arrived at what is poetically termed the
merry month of May. It is true the winds are un-
Clisaid the rains would do credit to November;
filillese English public is ruled by the almanac, and,
vacating eons and go, and London rushes out of
town, and English watering-places and German
baths are full, in magnanimous defiance of the wea-
ther. The stay-at-home traveller is • fiction. In
remote times, when, as was the cue only a hundred
izteumago, it was advertised that the " Edinburgh
stage coach, for the better accommodation of
penmen, will be altered to a new, genteel two-
scat coach machine, hang on steel springs, ex-
aadg and easy, to go in ten days in summer
sad twelve in winter "—there were people who
sever left their native village ; but that race has
brag become extinct, and all Europe is as a house of
=Man now is "always roaming with a hungry
. " No more on him

Ohms that ontramded world whose mar& fads
Per ear and tur ever.
Wielder and mystery have died out amongst men.
Our phrenologists will have to give us a new map of
the heed. There are extinct bumps, as there
ere extinct volcanoes. It is true news gees me-
ssed; but are not the old better ? The aavissia at
Paris are teaching the public to relish holvelleshi
bet how insipid is the fare to the untrammelled
to whom has been given the rare felicity of
g off a cold missionary ! The travellers,
books we now introduce to our readers, aim
set at creating mew sensations. Yet are they ree-
seeabk, fee we may be sure many of our readers
will do Paris, or visit Melrose by the pale moon-
light. Others, it may be, will extend their ro-
omette* as far as the Crimea. Others, like Mr.
Layard, will leek to " do " the remoter Esst.
Mrs. Hanby —with our usual gallantry we make
way for the ladies—is not happy in her title, "la
and amend Stamboul." We have had so much of
Stembeed that we shudder at the very name. Still
mere we do so when we glanoe down the table of
1111111111111121. We know them, and so does the reader,
leant They are: A night at sea—Arrival at
.—the Dardanellee—Approach to
Bosphorus—Valley of the Sweet
Wetereyitstaremee group of Turkish wooer-the

beauty ufbe keiherie. sad SO SW WO hie,/ we
are wilds the mark when we ewes eur
belief the you will see the same coalleats ia a
hundred ethw volumes. The letters themselves are
plesaultly written. The only fault we find with
theta is that they make their appearance certainly
the day AR liss fair. Our newspaper corre-
spondents have made the public familiar with most
of the mew and sentiments here described. The
sex of the writer enables her to achieve freshness
by details, which the masculine mind is apt to over
i but still the stern moral remains. There is
a time to publish, and oertaialy that time is not
whoa the subject has been ex hanWd and when
readers are seeking for information respecting quits
emery quarter of the globe. What is seasonable in
1686 RV be quite the reverse in 1838. Still for those
who wish to travel over the old ground we may
safely recommend Mrs. Hornby as a guide. Many
of the conversations she prints are interesting. She
has a wretched idea of the Turks. The Sultan
drinks, the Packs are terribly venal, and the sol-
diers " are thin, dejected, and debased looking."lo
The Sardinian omens are remarkably gen
and well-taformed men; and the Prfteh atisn
rive else the idea of real soldiers. It is painful, taw
&at the guilty have escaped, to recall the mesas by
which our magnificent army was allowed to waste
away. Mrs. Hornby says, "If I were to writs you
all I hear of civil mismanagement it would fill a
volume—not a letter." At Tberapia she leaves behind
her the " splendour and havoc" of war. " Young
lodise," she writes, "struck with the glitter of regi
manta! dress and the pleasantness of hearing the
band play in the park on a fine summer's day, would
quite alter their opinion of the pomp and glory of
war, were they only to see one-tenth part of its
horrors, sal , and sorrow." On Christensdaze): ilisalay • with a
grand party at the
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