The Sun.
London, England, 1847-09-01 00:00:00

MAGAZINE DAY.
BL ACKIVOOD.
L_Ahelectinneeriug jest—ekit--squib—gibe—carica.-
--or whatever else you may please to call it, is
it opening article in Blackwood for September. it
lie caustic enough fur a lampoon, and yet
ttsi rs here and there with sarcastic and satirical al-
to °llk Signor Pasquin might have fathered it, as
tt.as its extravagance is concerned ; and Mr. \\* ar-
eilltaight have subscribed his name to it as far as its
tois_iY,shreevdness and domestic ingenuity
ilmaydebde
ei'l... I,o_o consideration. The paer is headed,
eat; -1. btoed for the Dreepdaily Burghs," and re-
m, s the endeavours of a railway speculator to
lease himself from the very awkward re,peneibility
ellen .
IN g upon him from the purchase of indifferent
147.1), and the simultaneous panic of the money mer-
la~He
_ resolves to defy his creditors by investing
ell with the sanctity against bailiffs peculiar to a
aiti:lber of Parliament. To this end he schemes
a brother in distress, and " puts up " fur the
pentation of
the Dreepdaily Burghs. The result
4,4ust the candidate ends it; becoming a stag; and
liOustes Reginald Dunshunner pens the narrative of
4tnipolitical and pecuniary vicissitude* from that
- .°° of defaulters—Buulogne-sur-Mer. One odd
eptsode i_
aais,_ u the story, is where this said Mr.
In ll:tanner flirts with the daughter of a grocer and
lele to P'JPs the question—whereat he justifies him-
, the reader with the pert enunciation—" I hold
te gdividual who dislikes flirtations to be a fool ! "
Steed °flier Pas is a very agreeable rechauffee of
gm.
jotes from the French of the Comte A. de la
eiZe• Here is one about a military rocket that
to "P from the obscurity of a counting-house to the
171 ssf Parade and the barracks. It might be called
tits,, Science of Getting-on-in-the-Army bladell
, I/1 iYith only that every warlike scrivener doesn't fall
IllotteA his "mg park of artillery the first time e
4 A .23 reginlentalB.
)41,::. neinherr Tettenborn was passing the weary,
htesployed hours at a merchant's desk, kicking his
titlis'slnhablYs on one of those tall uneasy stools which,
teat, rage mockery of disproportion, raise the lowest
4%404°3 to the highest footing, but which never.the.
bi, iiiirribute to preserve the due distinctions of society,
l'etlttetilig all possible discomfort on the elevated sitter.
kiii,.Ps there was some association of ideas between the
iiiool7 Profession, and the equestrian position he occa-
t,,,a tonna it convenient to assume ; however that
, ali't „ s Meinherr Tettenborn suddenly bethought him,
bat he would bestride a high-trotting horse instead of
%40411 black stool. He threw away the pen for the
11sPol At this time all Europe was up in arms against
the Re" ; so that, although he entered the service of
Istr_toPeror of Re'ssia, he was still but enlisting in the
lesetlelttleense, in which his own Germany was more int;
IsPposed-s° any other country. He entered, as may e
1 01'1,4 sin the lowest rank of officers ; and, as cornet,
stake:l,4le such title, you may picture him at the head
Ninee-e'' trcuP of horse, despatched for forage or some
Ster'eteri'ice of the like kind. As he was thus con-
el 4 aillis little troo , he spied ' something black' lying
.„Theme' the side pof the road. He cantered up to it.
alaferteb,Myithplack was nothing less than a small park
blue theel 33 .en guns, which the enemy had left he-
'd:Nee to thew perhaps in some false alarm, or for want of
hue et d,fow them hut apparently fir the very pus-
4ftierad -S`ng captured by aleinherr Tettenborn. He
Nil !Plata little troop, harnessed their horses to the
rast hid rode back triumphant to the camp. The Ern-
ie* ffnstit was present.' News was speedily brought
1,4 otthe ,
"kas vi , capture of a park of artillery, and the iiius-
tiei eiell'er as introduced. Many questi ins were not
t liKsei 11", or the when, or the where ; the guns
e..... 144 his et° be 131rtieulerly we!cu- me ; the Emperor tcut;:sle.
ed it round
neck the ()Her of the Iron Cross, and
t!404 ,t.c'tiod the neck of the fortunate young soldier,
',lle him, At the same time, with the title of General
4.-iittri e.f.l°. The G-rel was a brave ma.i, was equal
V--"P 11-
position 'ne
. i .1- er guns in another man-
alld re capture( "" 1 " say how high, in
laetese, We will not venture to
%e al service ''
Bet peeftbleg is certain—that a Tettenborn has never
flats i,,le'rmed deeds such as thus,. of Guetavas Adol-
f ere ,a- 'crneraiia, or as Prince Eugene in Provence.
see ''' ast II better. and that is somehow
Star ,_ . story, one
sh 12k1 us :
!skit of Palace of certain Russian prince, whose
' these° ebaree it isunapossible to i•emember,.for it is one
st,„, came-
h -get ~- 4 you do not think tit at.temptieg to pro
ali.„ the Chinese'llo yOirself—you look at zt merely, and use
ge, tsr: their more learned combinations of
dhis ia,,a' Where. they pAiS at once from the visible sign
ace of trtnput any intermediate oral stage. In the
%did is prince, you are surprised
to see in the most
hind °I its splendid suite of apartments, suspended
bs44lleoua lb" ease-a set of harness !-common harness
tytletZe of coach horses, suca as you maym, s.ir!ee isntraenny.•
I ttita4 th,kl46,ftable. Of course, it attracts
i - tsci. the pictures, and statues, and marble tables
up,' Porphyry vases and gold clocks.
,i, e thing
, you know is neither rich nor, rare,
.41,, ire:; ender how the devil it got there .'
;01111,14, and are told the following story : _
to." IL
Aline° of was one night led into
LeZte,ll4il,l"es, Perate play. iie had staked estate after
ee, insa-44(_)ststhem;he had staked his plate, his pic-
f his house, and lost
ale-7; his'Velse the' furniture
14 Ohl. L.,ansion. itself, and lost it. The luck would
Isittot hi 2-11 a carriage and horseso had been long ee ait-
el! eptil,if at the door, he staked them and lost ! He
1710fh,_.91 more ; he threw up the window,
. and. leant
tv,:se; rheu_tt.e.r despair. There stood his carriage and
Oita leeuceeet of his last wager. He had now no-
-`°.„_ siad of ! There was the harness 1 Nothing had
viek-islest_°,' the harness. The carriage and the horseso
Sl' rut t+ not the harness. His opponent agreed
the
t of the wager. They played for
an,,iza. g.
b1.71,-..14 ' won t They played for the carriage and
ro,ta •Note They played for the palace, for the
st estate Pictures the furniture,—he won. They played
littih-,'‘`t aftes ..,.1
lit -.kid - estate,—he still won. .
l, tio,„ per c
,;,-- =cora that table the samerich man he had
-144esaln- ."' Had he not good reason to suspend that
' 1 Illeit.-- his very best saloon ?"
let' anecdotes, tnecdotand another about Napoleon's
iStii
ti es,
It 3 star the Princess Pauline, and a. fourth.
4ld a eve
. an •
a„sqr. b. a a diamond-ring—Such an incident
tid Israeli with all his Caucasian predilections
of bot
eJI leee well justify—are merel the prea.mbl7,
1 'IM,OI, trulssri story, entitled " They First Patient,
le the ea. ittel from the same source. One
illitearra-rvtilling sentences of this simple but touch-
-1 'net sketch:'
b a s It singular resemblance to a passage
th -eteh:' by Boz of the poor gentleman in
tet4
re coat, who used to read with so much
etaa,
'lltt've bet --e us the library of the British Museum,
eeteee oof eh . .
;''shin,,, a piece is supposed to be a physician
6;11%r ,7„l° Paris, an officer of the Legion of
t,'"the t144-tr,""A a professor of the Faculty. But at the
be-,e hoe--IY °Pens he was very differently situated :
4 rb," ,a sea that drew his carriage were not then
Lttrishei: the writer, " the pole of his landau was
e-7latee green in the forest." The circumstances
1 v°lth the acquisition of the first patient,
'',,),,-alterenvel of the joys and sorrows of a lottery.Dr
4-„"ti,,_ Cettitreiso" is a well natured review of
oC`ri Aril et2B adventures on the western coast of
le*-er'res, "ea, although the reviewer very justly
Mt, that, ~ after theadmirably.
11, u that' the pungent and
fano tu tv, a of that accomplished, able seaman,
ISGeeaPPeaev'lle, few books of the same class but
a °t,-;,..""s at q.: flat and unprofitable." " Three
entle,:'r; aeri"za" is a continuation from the July
-geed ----. a Taxidermy in Rome" is cal-
, to „fp
u04%11 ''° the -"° rd both amusement and informs-
f“. • .
elegant
eeriosity monger and the naturalist.
coal sant a
lit ° D v , anti picturesque tale called " Gia-
-e of IN a eaen : is
.13 1 e'a, introduces us to the student
the her° VI& i
b....° lit d n the fourteenth century, and among
i‘resolebur7_poieturreee_iscts_a.trao
enthtienoglorious and immortal Pe-
of him as a stripling. :
, akQ Very ,st_':!arkable for his beauty, was in hise
I:7't velvet eri°ll3 of elegance in his dress ; and the
Os Wits al ''''ak with its border of gold or silver
1 gee-Aided fielaYs thrown. over his slight, but firmly
ill, the etr,witil a grace which would have satis-
ultht be eye o a painter. From time to time he
13714 of dust: vit° brush away, or to shake off, the
e e ...._
to `"°TeMent intended to
settled on it or to
.readjust,
Sec7.-Of its (Ira,. to appear unconscious, the
tiro
Keh ef th r.rr The notion of the delicate re.
teltlanguite Incites of dust is suggested almost in the
tut Vels-aere Isle bY,eone of the last chapters of " Dom-
the is described as barking like. a
ra...1641441eth salli
s._.,kull
with
we are disposed to com-
which yfith i . very great measure, in re.-
the Q ;story lapattence the fragmentary manner i
thsv:iictteingn amongst us—Lines of
vieltsueLe7alia----.4ll!esnoofw
el of the s—Lives of our States-
of the Lund Chancellors—we cannot but
~._all the eau,. dour with which the most fragmentary
47,11's of lifbillegttlentary histories, namely, the "Bye-
-1 else Lifej4rY," by Mrs. Percy Sinnett, is praised.
' James Henry Henry 1V.," by Mr. G. P.
lity, tv, ea, is
NIta:;41811 the commended with ual libera-
, 1 o tow, critic of Maga remarks that this
cointizoe, ust " has neither the philosophic glance
toparabi 110 r
the military fire of Napier, nor the in-
ielfe de ae descritive blemishe of Gibbon." Without
i ;ffictioult%to thees of Mr. James as a writer
; rtecepitationoloTishes arising in the main from the
r Ve
1.4
ir
jaatA.,abll.iti
.isre, at vs 1 Perpetual and hurried composition—
tuaim ...e same time, so alive to his very distin-
ea, and especially to the fecundity of
Iliela of anon- the wealth of his diction, the profu-
-0 ti, ot. orhis,i imageries and the ingenuity of' his inven-
fi lidet jadser. titsghat we gladly transcribe the follow-
-I,llllafeetalre
Pages o Blackwood. It has become a
0 kossime, , Prevalent fashion just now to derogate, if
A thlMas, lAr!,111 the literary position of Mr. G. P. H.
A etiatani, "'' a truthful and generous denial of this
, Of his t.,We.giVe the b. ;ned'very accurate estimate
" "Tits I . neasniLjr(),-and hie popularity.
.te.s _ , its
a
,0 , Intitied4j°4l,ll.nee wiiter, Mr. James unquestionably is
-Agee ‘' olt;% Place. Ho has t historical info*
le ch,., s tspeciii, e•
io -"tots- 'Y of the olden times and their leading
bai';'-trie;i6 ; 41:5 aczurate personal knowledge of various
5'
la " 114.- sabl' 1
ortlist-7:::Particularly France, Flanders, and Eng.
"'"Q ace 04quintanee vsith the dress, manners,arms.
)0
,i Vv., DC"ver Ilte of former days ; and a very remark-
l'ii ' -ants of °f desaribing as well the ever-tAlanging
tituttre an °f
story ' as • file beat novels,
as the varied scenes of inanimate,
I,
Ma of a ueat novels 'Attila,' ' Philip Augustus,',
40 • ,Tltond7,' . The Robbers,' The Smugglers,'
-"it'd; ' Henry Masterton,' are happy EP'

T

cimens of the historical romance. The great and de-
served success which has attended the uniform edition of
his novels now in course of publication, sufficiently
proves that his reputation rests on a broader and securer
basis than the fleeting patronage of fsshion or the
transient interest of individual satire. The great risk
which he runs, is from the number of his works. It is
dangerous to write thirty books. The most prolific ima•
gination runs into repetition, when repeatedly tasked
with invention. Hom:a• himself could not have written
twenty Inads ; Shskspere's tame has been,. not a little
enhanced by his having left only twenty- seven plays ;
that of S,sphocles, by only seven of Ins having come
down to modern times. Perhaps the best thing that a
good fairy.could do for James's fame—as was said of
Dryden—would bt to withdraw two-thirds of his pro-
ductio:fs from subsequent times.
"One of the greatest charms of Mr. James's writ rigs
is the beautiful ideas, clothed in felicitous language,
which are to be fund profusely scattered over them. It
is not the general opinien that he excels in this respect ;
on the contrary, nothing is more counnen in conversa-
tion than to hear it remarked, that it is in depthe is
h of
thought, and knowledge of the human heart, that
deficient. But this opinion arises from the frequency,
sometimes, perhaps, redundancy of his pictures of na-
ture, and he brilliant colours in which he sliver fails to
array her finest scenes. Thoughts the most beautiful
are frequently concealed amidst pro usiyn of descrip-
tion, as fruit sometimes amidst luxuriance of leaves.
Take for example the followfrig, on one of the most
familiar objects in nature—a drop of rain t—
" We sLoke of the rain, and I foolishly enotnh, in
mentioning all the annoyance it had occasioned me,
loaded it with maledictions.
`• Call it not accursed, my son,' said the monk.
Ole
no! remember that every drop that falls, bears into
bosom of the earth a quality of beautiful fertility. Re-
member that glorious tree, arid herb, and shrub, and
flower, owes to those drops its lite, its freshness, and its
beauty. Remember that half the loveliness of the green
world is all their gift; and that, without them,
we should
wander through a dull desert, as dusty as the grave.
Take but a single drop of rant cloistered in the green
fold of a blade of grass, and pour upon it one ray of the
morning sun, where will 3ou get lapidsry, will his
utmost skill, to cut a diamond that shall shine like that?
Oh no! blessed for ever be the beautiful drops of the
sky, the refreshing soothers of the seared earth—the
nourishers of the flowers—that calm race of beings,
which are all loveliness and tranquillity, without pas-
sion, or pain, or desire, or disappuintment—whose life
is beauty, and whose breath is perfume.' "—Henry Mas

futon.
The laborious and learned compilatim by the Se-
cretary of the Fine Arts Commission— modestly
christened by the author "Materials for the History
of Oil Painting"—obtains a very eulogistic but not
undeserved notice of the September number of
Ebony —a number of peculiar diversity, and, in some
particulars, of great ability. Besi,les the contribu
tions already enumerated, we must mention the simple
lines by Delta to " La perdona" of Mozart— had Moir
forgotten that Byroa's " Fare thee well" had been
set to that same ravishing strain ?—and a charming
paper, half sermon half pastoral, yclepped " The Cru-
sade of the Children."

FRAS ER.
The Fraser of the present month opens with an
elaborate critique on De Lamartine's history of the
Girondists, in which the writer while he does full
justice to the brilliant and poetical series of tableaux,
which the poet statesman has presented to the world,
gives it as his opinion that the book will never
anbd
e
quoted as an authority. " With the young
enthusiastic," he says—
• Who will read tis work as an epic, the book must
ever be a favourite; even with the tuidd!e aged and
the graces of its style must captivate and seduce. But
that the book will ever be quoted us an authority, or
except for its style, in elegant extracts, we greatly

aohht."
This article is followed by a dry dissertation on the
science of grammar under the tide of " A Defence
of a Classical Education," and then we have stirring
tale of horrors entitled " Juan Moreda, the Slave-
Hunter." The author of " Literary Legislators"
give us a batch of Parliamentary barristers—Sir F.
Thesiger, SirJ. Jervis, Sir F. Kelly, Sir D. Dundas,
Mr. Stuart, Mr. Rutherford, and Mr. M'Neill.
The sketches are well drawn, and the author
is, we think, correct in his estimate of the
powers of these gentlemen. We agree ith
him in the opinion that Sir Frederick Thsiger is a
complete failure, and that Sir David Dundas might,
if he chose to take the trouble, achieve a brilliant
success. Sam Slick continues his graphic sketches of
" Life in a Colony ;" and a writer, on whom the
mantle of Christopher North appears to have fallen,
contributes an admirable paper entitled " A Day on
the Moors." We are rejoiced to find a writer open-
ing up the question as to the gain or loss to history
by the writings of Walter Scott. It is a question
that will bear discussion, and that must be discussed
frequently to put history " right," and rescue his-
torical truth from the beautiful and fascinating, and
therefore most dangerous, misrepresentations of the
great wizard of the north. The political article of
the month is on " Sanitary Reform," and we corn
m end it to the especial notice of Lord Morpeth ; as
the writer justly observes, " Sanitary reform will be
the test of the stuff the Whig Ministry is made of;
and if they wish to stand, their measure must be " a
large measure—it must be a strong measure—it must
be a practical measure." They must be prepared to
wage a war of extermination with the hypocritical
jobbers who brawl about " local self government,"
which being interpreted means local competition and
local jobbing. "It is, as this writer truly remarks,
" notorious to all the world that local self govern-
for sanitary purposes has failed " In addition to
these articles the present number contains a pleasant
antiquarian gossip about bands and gloves ; an
amusing account of a " Visit to the Wine Country of
Portugal," and several amusing tales. The Fraser of
his month can boast of variety at any rate.

SnN, LONDON,