Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1838-05-11

From our Evening Edition. ]


~ What's all this about Baron Levi arriving the
: nr eIe and Baron Levi leaving the Astor House Who
"where he gsne-oh where is he gone n-[HxRALD.
The Editor Of the Herald" unacauanted with this
most distinguished and notorious individual Not 10
know tins gentleman is argue self unk sown.-
He knew every body worth knowing, and every body
who thought him worth knowing knew hm-that s h "a
person, perhaps his peculiartes-the significant wink
of hi. single eye the peculiar and dignifed hop Of
his game leg The writer Of this article knew him,
and on his blind side; but who he is-where he came
from-how long he has been here is involved in all that
dark mystery in which the subject Of this article de-
lights TO dwell.
Far be it from my purpose confirm the rumour of
his being the veritable " wandering Jew.
have in vain attempted raising the drop curtain that
wells the impenetrable secret
Baron Levi is a fublooded john Ball of the plumb
pudding species He has roamed about the world, and
the devil himself only knows what places has not been
hobbled by the Baron's two Pedesals and their
Uooders coadjutor.
The Baron is bechslor fond OF the life he leads,
and sometimes says with Shcnstone:
Who err has Travelled fes dull round,
What eer his various tour has been,
May sigh To thirk how OH he found,
His warmest welcome at an Inn.
The Barren is an aristocrat, though his title of nobility
is of American derivation. To his own language,
it conferred upon him by an American damse. She
appreciated his talent--his conversation Sne saw the
noble blood mount his cheeks The curved lip, the
proud eye betokened it. She called him Capting major,
coloae and then-yes, then, she called him Baron
Since which time he has enjoyed this valuable apela-
tive. He has other cognomens-he IS known as the
" Aston House figure head" and ne questions his
right to it.
The Broadway leungers from the INDECENT sweep 10
the mustached adventurer have felt the scrutnzing
glance Of his single eye. The ladies all knew him as
he gracefully leaned against of the granite blocks
the Astor steps hand playing with his cane and
the other negligently placed in his breeches pocket
There he stood from day todaythe splendid uninary
of the morning shone upon him, the gerng orbs Of
night found him at his station. The Baron loved the
their irresistible attractions fascinated him the spot
This is his public character As his rooms there was
the gentleman, accomplished in the ancient and modern
languages, learned in the literature of Europe and of
| our own country.
| With Shakespeare, he was as familiar as with his
mother tongue with the German, the works of Goethe
| Schiller he was perfectly conversant
| He had seen the Siddons, knew the Kemblss and
with the drama no gentleman be acquainted
Ihave wondered at his memory, his inexhasble store
of learning.
!. And still gard and still the wonder grew
ThatoHe small head should carry all he knew
AT the dinner table you could find man conyersant
with the usages of society drinking the best wines and
moderated -Knowing the most approved cookng-eat-
ing with the taste of the epcure Of the gournapd
sketch of his life would be valuable. As he is
writer, we may have some spirited volume from his
pen, upon our country. One thing must be said
OF him; his purse was ever open to the calls Of charity
and his ear to the tale Of the distressed whether
man of fortune is unknown; he paid his bills with
punetuality-hs exit from the Aster like his entrance
Is wrapt in mystery he is gone to fulfil his destiny.
:" He a man. take him for all in all
shall not ook upon his like again.
where has be gone-eh where has he gone.-