The Express.
London, England, 1858-05-20 00:00:00

LITERATURE.

NEW NOVELS.

Om red Agway. By the Antler of " Wildflower." Is

aver. Hurot.oad r jit.
1%. Ctosiset Wm, of 411. By the Author of " Marpret!;

Projadloe Atliono."Oltla, Bider, owl Co. -
1%0 Wol of Life. By At.il.x PARK Pooos. Loopooao.
Nero--the fact I. not now, bat the illustration is

/promo—fiddled whoa Rome was burning. Sheridan cracked
Ids bottle and hie joke whim his theme wu in flames. We
hen nom a emius eosmta►men, in the bum of his family,
Wm W oolholed whom the vested interesta of Smithfield

on at illiike. That jolly old dame, Walt.: Mapes, sings

Ivory ass by Ems, bee • mould that he wee cast in :
I lemma ee be me of those who area could write fasting ;
and W smintat iadividesle relieved to Nature evidistly
had met in a demo mould. It will, we believe, be admitted
Mat to reviewers Nature ham beta equally tertellast. We
calmly pursue our humble career in spite of the agitelicas of
politics, the manoeuvres of parties, the downfall of Camels or
Canasta afar we contemplate the strife. In • purer Maio-
sphere we live, and move, and have our being. All are not
' plumb et polititiass. Is • thomand homes gamins or
{alma• ere at work, weaving into new forms of fiction truths
aid sad familiar as the hills; and in ten hammed' of other
Mises modem me growing up to be touched, to be whoa-
Wed, to be maned. May we despise the butrument that
Own ell Ibis became It lea novel, sad le owniegmel leader
Me bawl of *la litersame t We err pee tf sego. Tbo
t latestate of a suits is the sore• indm•tion of in ohs-
melee, sad the trot ee•eurs of it. social, or intellectual, or
▪ Propose.
seed Amity is not simply • novel in throe volumes.
The tide is a little aa•cesd, •ad the 'fret to make the title
ea the tap agree is evident ; bat there fe an originality in
Ms bask which amply °wipeouts' for such trifling defects.
Philip Ferny, the hero, ia bon is one of the obscure streets
Betkaal-pese the eon of • struggling baker, who is
vela arena on as unequal rivalry with the great Mr.
TeckariArk the owner of numeroos Mope in various parts
el the metropolis, whoa. " Down agala!" was irresistible.
The Weer dies, and leaves Philip to the care of Ms uncle,
William Bombard, town traveller to, and ultimately partner
with, Ceswhiy sad Hopitise, whose steam doorman were
damn is Upper Thammetareet. The uncle seeds Philip to
WNW. &tag him very cleerly to underst•ad that he moat
via ell the prises, and must look to himself alone for sweats
is life, as the uncle's fair daughter Ellen is to have all that
that respectable personage can accumulate. At school, one
boy alone beats Philip, and that boy—a West Indian, and
vary rich, whom same is Treganey—temenes the evil mains
of the tale, the farther elimemeiret of w►ich meet be left to
thi reader.

When the great Napoleon diet, one of the courtiers of
George IV. excitingly informed that puimant prinoe, "Size,
peer greatest enemy is deed." " is she , by 0—?" exclaimed
that very royal end sashed personage. Such misunderstand-
lime me wet weeommon whoa people will not ale at wept-
edgy. Per imirmos, whet em we masks of the title, " The
Orueloot Wrssg of all r' If we guessed till Doomsday we
should as tad QM. Then le a famhy living in Lincoln-
shire. mei Gee of them is the child of the aunt who bad been
wieemei, but whom mood wee religiously kept. The
mether dim, NM ems of the daughterly, T 0...., hum
emenget the pewsweed terreependsece, dimovwe Met her
met yes a .other, eel the • peer of the .ales wee the
What of the AM. She swim that ales our the &Ai
thee horn, and ale lettem her home and resolves to get tie
wrongs of herself awl meth* righted. The excitement is
too much for her, end Mouth It her brain gives way. Whoa
she recovers, It is to lon trem her mint that she was not
the daughter of Lord Ahem, bee that her sister Edith wee.
The ma* is very tree kept up to the lam. The writer has
wrldeatly bad meads, composittos, and the family pic-
ture le *seam and meniel. We are eters to esy that the
best character in the book la

apt4h;d

post, and lecturer, who turns the heeds of all yagati
ledges ; and, after mating lore to Teresa, deserts her, sad
sets altogether so basely, that we are In danger of losing ear
wonted stoicism.

The Web of Life, by Mr. Paton, his but few gay colours,
and it is not till we get nearly to the end of it that we bight
to see clearly what It Is. The author writes In some
Arts remarkably well ; and there are some little bits of paint-
tagquits finished and complete ; but an • whole it is •
failure. Philip Graham is a romantic youth, mach given
to wandering in Arcady, where he meets an old um
sad his thaegidor. They us so mach of each other that
Philip of emu ihile in lore with the lady, and Me more se
when his dimmer Mum the neighbourhood without a Uses.
In tits mormwhilo v gone to Edinburgh, mists in hie
istbar'solloo, mad ens sight, on going to the theatre, wit-
nesses his ant lons, who makes her debut as Ophelia.
The sterrikm is more than her fragile frame IN equal to, and
she dies. Her doting father breaks his heart, and poor
Philp ildlowethas boa to the pave. Had Mr. Paton been
briar in Iths essmamoommt, and fuller towards his close,

Who& valid hare Ws with improved. We went more
Mica end law dosoripdon. He leeks constructive skill.
After deaths, sad tales of sorrow, and disappointed love,
with which the tele abounds, it strikes us as a little incom-
e:mons to finish thus—" Than, wrap that .boat your neck,
Graham ; yea snot take can you don't get cold." The
advice is element, and well worthy of repetition, but it is
tee possio a termination fir a way poetical tale.

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