The Sun.
London, England, 1846-10-27 00:00:00

THE QUEEN OF GREECE.

" The young and amiable Queen is—s;id to have been
educated in a most domestic manner in her home in
Oldenburg. She entered the frugal palace with con-
tented satisfaction, and the people greeted her with
shouts and welcome. They told me, that all the streets
were strewn with roses on her arrival, and that she had
a bouquet herself of still rarer, and therefore more beau-
tiful, flowers. Potatoes had then been just introduced
into Greece, and they had experienced the use of them.
The blossom on the tops of the potatoes appeared to the
Greeks as the rarest and prettiest flower they knew ' • and
therefore they brought the Queen, who came from
Oldenburg, a bouquet'of potato flowers !"

64 WHICH IS THE WISER ?"

" Of small events, of which every man has always
some to record if he stay in a strange town for a few
weeks, I will mention one :—On walking through the
streets of Munich, a bookseller's shop attracted me,
where I saw amongst the books exhibited in the window
a German translation of my novel 6 The Improvisatore,
included in Miniaturbibliothek der auslAndischen Clas-
siker.' I walked in, and asked for the book ; a young
man delivered me a little volume, which comprised the
first part.
" But I Ni,ll to have the whole novel I' said I.

" ' That is the whole !' he replied ; ' there are no
(
more parts, I have read it myself, Sir l'
" 'Do you not find, then,' I inquired, ' that it ends
rather abruptly; that we do not come to any conclusion?'
" ' Oh, yes,' said he, ' but it is in this as in the French
novels ! The author points out a conclusion, and leaves it
to the reader to finish the picture for himself.'
"' It is not the case here,' I exclaimed ; ' this is only
the first part of the work that you have given me I'
" ' I tell you,' said he, half angrily, ' I have read it.'
" ' But I have written it !' I replied.
" The man looked at me from top to toe ; he did not
contradict me, but I could see in his face that he did not
believe me."

MOORISH PRIDE.
"I was sitting with a French newspaper in my hand,
when I heard a noise without. My Russian travelling
companion had offered our Moor but a few halfpence for
his trouble, and the fellow would not accept so little. I
saw how small the sum was, and found that it ought to
be greater : the Russian said no, and opened the door.
The Moor laid the money on the step, put his foot on it,
and with a look which, on the stage, would have had its
effect, expressed his pride and anger. I would fain have
given the man more money, but the Russian placed him-
self between us, gave the servants a wink, and they turned
the dissatisfied man out of doors. And so that incident
was over.

" I, however, went out soon after into the street, where
I expected to find the Moor, and there he stood, sur-
rounded by a flock of ragged fellows. The money, which
the servant had laid outside the door, lay there still in
the same place. I tendered him about three times more
than had been offered him, giving him to understand that
it was from myself.

" His eyes rolled in his head. He pointed once more
to the few coins the other had offered him, showed me his
rags, and held my arm back. He would not accept any-
thing ; shook his clenched fist towards the house, and
went away, proud as a mortified noble. This first scene
in Malta put me out of humour."

THE WATER CURE IN CHRONIC DIS-
EASES : an Es position of the Causes, Progress, and
Terminations of various Chronic Diseases of the ces-
tive Organ; Lungs, Nerves, Limbs, and Shin; and of
their Treatment by Vater, and other Llygienic Means.
By James Manby Gully, M.D.
There can be no doubt but that cold water is a
most important therapeutic agent, neither can there
be any doubt but that its therapeutic powers have
been too long overlooked or neglected by the legiti-
mate professors of the healing art. Of that which the
educated physician has neglected the uneducated em-
piric has been but too glad to avail himself ; and, acting
upon the principle that cold water is an universal re-
medy, and that it cannot be applied too freely or too
frequently, he has, by administering it not wisely nor
too well, done much towards bringing into disrepute
a truly valuable remedy, while by professing to do
that by means of cold water which all educated medi-
cal men know it is impossible to accomplish by any
remedy, he has disgusted them by his absurd profes-
sions and induced them to treat the cold water cure
with supercilious contempt instead of investigating
its powers with care and attention. Feeling con-
vinced as we do of the great value of cold water as a
remedial agent in many diseases, it is with unmixed
feelings of satisfaction that we have read this very
valuable, learned, and carefully written work by Dr.
Gully, who thus explains his objects in writing this
which may truly be called the Hydropathic Practice
of Physic.
" I put this work forward as an attempt in the right
way of handling the subject of the water cure, with a
hope that it will be carried out by more able observers
and writers. Until it is treated gravely, earnestly, and
truthfully, as a matter of scientific importance, it never
will obtain the footing in the opinion of the public which
it ought to have: for in this land of thinking heads,
nothing endures unless it addresses itself to sober
thought. It is not by " Tributes" and " Confessions"
of water patients that the water cure is to be per-
manently advanced: they are mere puffs indirect, which
may answer a temporary purpose by luring the same
class of credulous people who would swallow pills or
have their corns cut on the strength of " Testimonials"
in the newspapers. But productions of their class do
permanent injury to the establishment of a new and
philosophical mode of treatment; the thinking see
through them, and disappointment awaits the unthink-
ing, who expect to realise the glowing pictures they ex-
hibit: and thus a good cause is lost by bad advocacy.
Such advertisements, and those more direct which tell,
in lengthened columns, of water cure establishments,
are precisely what the enemies of the treament would
desire:—

"‘ Hoc Ithaeus velit, magno mercentur Atridse.'
Nor can the members of the medical profession be blamed
for refusing to acknowledge a plan of treatment so advo-
cated."

He explains the manner in which cold water acts on
the system, in enabling it to get rid of chronic visce-
ral disease in a succinct and scientific manner, with-
out attempting any of those marvels with the relation
of which the public have of late been amused, while
the profession has been disgusted. Speaking of the
enormous quantities of cold water which some pa-
tients have been compelled to pour down their throats,
he says—
,. yet in no case is it desirable to swallow the twenty
or thirty tumblers before breakfast which we are told
are so delightful and refreshing; it is to be hoped they
were tumblers of short measure."
It would be out of place in a newspaper to go mi-
Dnur. Gullytely intohatshehrqouuegshtitontso
the advancementdiscussedinthese of
f h agtese.
principles of Hydropathy all the aid which truth and
science can afford. He has successfully combated
many of the old prejudices by which the advanced ent
is opposed, and has argued his case fairly, logically,
and clearly. Every professional man who wishes for
a scientific exposition of the principles of the cold
water cure should study this work, which is one of
the most valuable contributions that has of late been
made to medical science.

KNIGHT'S WEEKLY VOLUME, No. cvm.

THE FOOD OF MAN. Vol. 2.
In this continuation of the description of vegetable
substances used for the food of man, we are presented
with, what we must be permitted to call, a delicious
little volume about fruit : a profusion 01 Iv: odebt.,
scattered through the letter.press, ti,e ob-
servations of the writer, and represent to us, one
after another, each species of dainty pulled from the

:rchard-bough, the bramble, and the trailing branches
of the wall-trees. The pages are absolutely beau-
tiful with sunshine and greenery ; the chapters seem
to be nooks

" Where autumn basks, with fruit empurpled deep."
Beyond this Thompson's verses are realised to a still
greater nicety; the book, like the poet's garden,
"Presents the downy peach, the shining plum,
The ruddy fragrant nectarine, and dark
Beneath his ample leaf, the luscious fig."
Nevertheless,' while we acknowledge this little volume
to be a preservative against Apemantus and his dish
of roots, we must observe that some of the woodcuts
are execrable libels upon the originals. Witness
that of the gooseberries, like globular snail-shells, and
those intolerable apricots, like so many freckled
castinets. The descriptions which accompany these
illustrations have a threefold excellence. They are
crowded with anecdotes ; they dilate upon the flavour
of the fruitage ; and they afford us an accurate know-
ledge of the properties of each. Here, therefore, is a
threefold attraction—to the blase, the hypocondriac,
and the gourmand. Some of the anecdotes are laugh-
able enough, as that one about Frederick the Great,
who is described as " passionately fond of melons."
The monarch is indisposed, sends for his physician,
Zimmerman, and it is ultimately discovered that
he has been devouring three or four melons for
breakfast. Zimmerman remonstrates, and the King
orders some of the fruit to be sent to him—either by
way of reprisal or excuse. Again, coffee is said to
have been such a positive necessity at one period in
Turkey, that " the refusal to supply it in reasonable
quantity to a wife was reckoned among the legal
causes for a divorce." Pity that Socrates did not
happen to be a Turk ! After running through these
pages, the reader will almost long to hear the invita-
tion of old Justice Shallow—" You shall see mine
orchard, where, in an arbour, we will eat a last year's
pippin of my own graffing."

THE LIFE OF CARDINAL WOLSEY. By
John Galt. Bogue's European Library.
A biography of Cardinal IV°hey 1 and written
by John Galt ! Aware as we were that the present
volume is nothing more than a reprint; familiar as
we were with its merits; intimately as we were ac-
quainted with the various circumstances of Wolsey's
career, and the different characteristics of Galt's
style, we must yet confess that the bare announce-
ment of this republication had for ourselves an ex-
traordinary attraction. To those who are only aware
of the author's powers through his fictions, the pre-
sent work will be matter of actual astonishment. In
his novels Galt was all sprightliness or pensiveness,
all drollery or sentiment. In this memoir he writes
like a ripe historian. Take his " Entail," for example,
with that most fantastic and harmless of all idiots,
" Wattie;" with that most comical of all conceits,
the " 'Wee Betty Bodle ;" with its strange and haunt-
ing pathos. We could scarcely picture to
ourselves, in a day-dream, the same pen
writing the "Entail" and the "Life of Byron."
nor the same pen writing "The Life of Byron"
and the " Life of Wolsey.' The first is all domestic
extravagance ; the second, all ruggedness ; the third,
remarkable for its philosophical tone, its comprehen-
siveness, its melodious diction, and its sustained
rhetoric. Nevertheless, what it gains in dignity
it loses in naturalness ; while it conveys an accurate
view of the great Cardinal's ,position among his con-
temporaries, it fails in affording us a pictur•
esque and distinct view of his character as a
companion, as a friend, as a master, and as a man.
In this respect we are certainly disposed to think
with the industrious editor, Mr. Hazlitt, that it is in-
ferior "in those personal and domestic details "
which impart such a peculiar charm to the narrative
of Cavendish. While we must consider that the
editor has acted judiciously in inserting the
principal portion of the volume by George
Cavendish in the present work, both as
footnotes and as a supplement, we must
candidly confess that we are not disposed to welcome
the modernising of the text of that charming bio-
grapher. As well might one attempt to modernise
Chaucer or Gower with success. Cavendish's de-
scriptions are invested with a peculiar interest from
the very antiquity of his manner; and the removal of
that ostensible antiquity removes the main consci-
ousness of its authenticity during the perusal—just
as an old medal would look spurious if newly
lacquered, and an ancient suit of armour if burnished
and trimmed. As it is, however, the addition of
Cavendish's biography to the present edition of Galt's
work is a very judicious and important addition.
It renders this book the most complete history of
Cardinal Wolsey yet published—the one written by
Fiddes is contemptible in comparison. The most
perfect discrimination of the character of this won-
derful man is that by Shakspere ; and the four fol-
lowing lines relieve his memory from two imputa-
tions, which would otherwise amount to moral blem-
ishes of a heinous description :
" Lofty and sour, to them that lov‘d hini not,
But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
And though he was unsatisfied in getting,
(Which was a sin), yet in bestowing
He was most princely."
From pride, therefore, he is exonerated by the
greatest of poets, while of avarice he presents us
with his own palliation. Every scholar will be
grateful to Mr. Bogue for this republication.

WAVERLEY NOVELS. Abbotsford Edition.

Vol. XI.

To speak of the subject-matter of these volumes is
of course utterly superfluous ; it is enough to say
that their extrinsic adornments—letter-press, bind-
ing, engravings, &c.—are, for the most part, ex-
cellent—that this edition is not unworthy of its name.
Yet, were we disposed to be critical, we might take
exception to some of the wood-cuts, intended as illus-
trations of the text, which appear to great disadvan-
tage beside the beautiful landscapes, or the accurate
delineations of old armour, coins, costumes, &c., with
which the volume is richly adorned. Whatever the
artists may have thought to the contrary, the repre-
sentations of the imaginary scenes are not the least
important, or the least arduous part of their under- •
taking, for whereas the other drawings only repre-
sent places or things, these are, or rather should be,
embodiments of the ideal. Whe has read the pages
of a romance—of a romance traced by the graphic
hand of Scott—without forming in his own mind a
conception of the passing scenes so vividly portrayed
therein. The artist, then, who attempts to copy
these pen-and- ink designs with his pencil, has not
only to stand the test of ordinary criticism, but
to risk a comparison with the ideal already fa-
miliar to our fancy—it is a hazardous endeavour, and
no wonder that, in some instances, it has failed en-
tirely. The eleventh volume of this splendid edition,
(splendid, notwithstanding the blemish to which we
have referred), contains the stories of " Anne of Geier-
stein," and "The Fair Maid of Perth"—the " Fair
Maid of Perth " the latter chapters of which, re-
cording the mournful fate of the hapless Duke of
Rothsay, are fraught with such melancholy and thril-
ling interest—an historical romance from the pen of
him whose histories read like romance, and whose
fictions like reality. The Scottish tale is embellished
with various representations of old armour from the
Abbotsford collection, and coins of the monarch to
whose reign it refers; while the Switz story is
adorned with specimens of the costume of the dif-
ferent cantons, admirably executed. Besides the
portraits of the author, which form the frontispiece,
this volume contains eleven steel engravings from
drawings by Stanfield. It was, perhaps, unfortunate
that two countries should be illustrated in the same
volume, so similar, and yet so dissimilar, as Scotland
and Switzerland. But, however dubious the line of
demareation, the artist has defined it well. He has
imperceptibly, but forcibly, exemplified the distinc-
tion between the rugged beauties of " the land of
brown heath and shaggy wood" and the sublimer
grandeur of the land of mountains. This may be
seen by comparing the view of Ben Lawers—a beau-
tiful engraving, where the mountains in the distance
seem melting into the sky, and the trees absolutely
growing in the foreground—with a " scene from
Mount Pilate," which—only a scene from a vast
picture—only a fragment of immensity—forcibly im-
presses us with an idea of the magnificence of the
whole. Again, this distinction is apparent, on
contrasting the beautiful views of Perth and Lucerne.
The "fair city" on the banks of the "ample Tay,"
surrounded by the varied landscape Scott has so ad-
mirably described, presents a beautiful picture of
repose ; and, even though bathed in.the silver moon-
light, the dark tinge of the " brown heath" is discern-
able on the hills, 'and the whole scene has a warm
Colo ring which contrasts forcibly with the back-
ground of " Lucerne," where the " mountains:piled on
mountains," are covered with the " Alpine snow, im-
perishably pure." En revanche for our criticism on
the wood-cuts, we must observe, that there is one, a
hortrait of King Rene, from a painting supposed to
ave been done by himself, which is of peculiar ex-
cellence; and, among others of average merit, is a
likeness of the "Fair Maid of Perth," wherein she
"ppears fully entitled to her flattering appellation.
This elaborate series of Waverley is now drawing to
its close, and we doubt not that, when completed, it
will
oben bear
worthy r
woout_ ,
our assertion that the Abbotsford
of its name.

Ma. _C. N. iv
-,EWDEGATE 11.11. P.—We are happy to
state that Mr. Newdegate although still suffering
severely from the fall from his horse while hunting in
Warwickshire on Friday last, itproev ressing favourably,
and not the slightest apprehensionfatal consequences
is now entertained. The Hon. Gentleman is at his seat,
Arbury Rail, near Nuneaton, where he
removed
some few hours after the accident occurred. It is sup-
posed the casualty will occasion Mr. *lsTewdeg e's ab-
e,v. . .1.- ::::tueeting of the Warwickshire Agricul-
hind vP• - - . Society on Wednesday next. The
< 11CCI, -ntjo Mr. k • wdegate has created great concern
, f smug thiAectil. of the northern division of the county
' of War*ick, bx ilm he is, as a private gentleman,
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