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trates what he advances by a host of evidences, which
carry conviction along with them. Now, is it to be
wondered at that men who are qualified for the full
full enjoyment of civil liberty--as Dr. Madden de-
clares the Negroes to be—will resent the tyranny of
such task-masters ? And if this system of annoyance
be long persevered in, can it surprise any person, it
the Negroes, stung to madness, and remembering their
past wrongs, should inflict a dreadful revenge on their
impotent oppressors ? A people capable of freedom
cannot be so tormented with absolute impunity.
We shall conclude our notice of Dr. Madden's
work by assuring the public that much useful informa-
tion will be gathered from its perusal. The descrip-
tions are graphic, and the sentiments throughout hu-
mane and benevolent.

SKETCHES OF BERMUDA.
Br SUSSTTB HA uuET LLOYD.
London : Cochrane, 1835.
This is a very delightful volume. There is a little
incident connected with our perusal of it, which we
consider so creditable to the taste of its fair author,
that we cannot pass it over in silence. When we first
took it up we forgot to look at the title page, and
began reading about the middle of the first letter.
We read on without intermission, and it was not
before we had reached within a few pages of the close
of the volume, that we discovered that our very inte-
resting companion was• one of the gentler sex. Now
this, in our opinion, involved the highest compliment
that could be offered to a female writer ; and we are
confident that the public will agree with us in think-
ing, that any lady who so writes deserves to have her
writings generally read and appreciated. In the whole
of Miss Lloyd's descriptions there is not the smallest
perceptible shade of maudlin sentimentality—she is
never seized with fainting fits at the sight of any rep-
tile—and she describes the ladies of the Bermudas
without appearing to discover that there is anything
" frightful" or" hideous," or "horrible, or "shockingly
ugly," or "disgusting," in either their dresses or their
persons. Her descriptions of the soil and climate of the
Bermudas, and particularly of the manners and customs
of the inhabitants, are very interesting. Of the Negroes
she speaks in the highest terms. She asserts that she
found many of them surprisingly intelligent, and that
from her experience, she considers them capable of
unrestricted freedom. Several schools have been re-
cently established in these islands, which promise in a
very few years, to diffuse among the whole of the
Negro Population the blessings of a useful elementary
e:ducation. Several of the daily and Sunday school
eachers are persons of colour ; and Miss Lloyd was
agreeably surprised to find, that the poorest Negro dis-
pla
Y 8 as much anxiety to have his children taught to
read and
write, as any labouring man in England or
Scotland,
verTh is
volume is embellished with
map, and several
y handsome coloured plates. It requires only to be
known to become popular. We particularly recom-
mend it to the notice of Bible and other Educational
Societies.

PL ANTA GENET.
In 3 vols. Marrone. London. 1835.
There is some hard hitting at the Aristocracy of
England in the course of these volumes : and albeit
we do not approve of the writer's manner, nor of the
Way in which he has worked up his plot, we must say
of him that he promises to employ a potent pen in
the service of his country. We know nothing what-
ever about the author, but from the course of his nar-
rative, as well as the incidents upon which he dwells
with pleasure, we take him to be very young, and of
course very enthusiastic, in the cause of civil and reli-
gious liberty. Now it is well known that we are ever
among the most willing to offer encouragement to
authors of every description, provided they can estab-
lish any claims to the regard' of the reading public.
We are even pleased to approve, when we discover
anything which indicates the presence of genius ; but
then we exact from the writers some regard to our
friendly admonitions.
Now it occurred to us more than once in reading the
tale of " Plantagenet," that the writer allowed himself
to be carried away by his feelings, where it was
his duty to have reasoned temperately, and with-
out passion. The Aristocracy of this country have
much to answer for ; and we are convinced that
the worst way to correct the evils of which they are
the cause is by employing abusive epithets. The
person, be he who he may, that loses his temper
at witnessing the vices of others, is virtually disqualified
to correct them ; and if the author of " Plantagenet"
really aspires to the dignity of a moral censor, he must
Pluck the beam out of his own eye before he points
out the mote in his brother's. Neither do we alto-
gether approve of his reflections on the peculiar hard-
ships of public writers. They have much to contend
with, it is true ; but their sufferings are often greatly
exaggerated. There is, however, a good deal of truth
in the following passage, although we by no means
approve of the bitter tone which pervades it :
" But you write—dont you?" I observed—" and now a days
i
writing s said to pay—ay, and well too ?"
"In some cases it does—in general but so so—and in this
Country a man who is known to depend for even a portion of
his income upon his pen, is looked down upon—and that not
merely by the hereditary wealthy—but by the aristocratic pro-
fessions, the Church and the Bar, and the large class (and a
very large one it is in such a country as this) of parvenus riches
Who imitate aristocracy in all its worst features, because they
are the most easy to imitate. A man of letters in England,
Plantagenet, as you, even in the little you have seen of it, must
have observed, has no status, that is, he has none from his oc-
cupation."
" Why, but you might easily when you choose be called to
the bar, and take rank as a barrister."
" But, my dear fellow, I dont choose. lam not an Eng-
lish lawyer. I would not be one for the highest rewards the
professton has to offer—and therefore it appears to me charla-
tanerie to call myself one. And what, then, am I called? I
am not a lawyer—l am not a Member of Parliament—l am not
a Mao of fortune--I am what in England is called a gentleman
by birth and education. Yet my patrimony was originally so
final, and so much of it was laid out in a very expensive edu-
eatinn, that I am fain to male up for the deficiencies of what
remains of it by the labour of my pen. I, therefore, am called
;nu author. Yes, I once overheard a Parliamentary acquaint-
. of mine reply to some one who asked him what I was—
'l,ll Authoto—Ati Author 1 Ay, a professional author I
ti-7-t, is any definition necessary, Plantagenet? Is England, from
me
immemorial, down to the present hour, has it not convey-
t`,L, a: idea of the extreme of misery. depression and contempt ?
ttue other professions which are called liberal, have intrenched
Tn!elves within the barriers and the privileges of their re-
heattTvOrders. They have engraved and worn on their fore-
that
uaristocratic giant phantom that has so long bestridden
yourc'inPe..,--, the demon of ages—the night mare of centuries. If
the catke the name of priest or lawyer, he will not answer to
rend . unless it be conjoined with the dulcet sound of Reve-
ti• ' enerable or Right Reverend ; Esquire, Honourable, or
Ight '
tern rannourable. On the other band the mere man of let-
the knust put up with Mister' from every churl who wants
or his "ledge or the courtesy to distinguish between his butler
aurae tallow chandler and the man whose divinm p
' articula
nett hlttables him to propound to Honourable or Right Ho-
eve, ra Le House some ition as his own which he does not
theollo9 proposerstand, and the parrot-like enunciation of which is all
brutes
that
pee possesses to hold himself a little higher than the
rish.
+ll. *
And th
titled en the rewards of the priest and lawyer," conti-
the 4141arrtngton what are they when compared to those of
th 44 of letters ? The one becomes Primate, the other
,stifroatt,,the second and third personages in the kingdom—
u,uttr, 1,,Zt1 With all the insignia of honour—begirt with splen-
ail this wtc4v, Mg in luxury. And what have they done to merit
f3f Chttne,a,Lth, and all this honour ? Name one single name
debt of Chance
or Archbishop to whom mankind owes a lasting
lights gratitude; to whom humanity looks as one of its beacon
napacit as the high-priest of an imperishable religion. In his
ou of 3' I Chancellor, Bacon earned but the pity and execra-
_ Posterity, in his capacity of man of letters he will be
`fed to all time. Compare the rewards of a Laud and a
With those of a David Hume and a Samuel Johnson.
• wealth and honours are heaped, even to overflowing,
I whose lives have been one unending strife with the
ests of their species, and whose true place in the in-
Universe mink net, even if their exertions had been
instead of against, the cause of mankind, be a very
at the most a paltry pension, pretty much on a level