The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1841-10-30
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NEW WORK.
Leaping England seems like leaving home
second time II any thing could make Us forget thar
:. are travellers IL would be such unstinted KIND
ness as we have received here You cannot see 'h'
English in their homes, without reverencing anu io'
ipp them; nor, think can an anglo Amencsn come
10 this his ancestral home, without pride ~ ms ie
,;onshp 10 IT, and an extended Of the obligations
imposed by his derivation from English stock war
between the two countries in the present state oil ihe
relations and intercourse would be fratricdai ana
this sentiment have heard expressed on all sides
German mannsrs-The English race, root and
branch are what, with their natural shyness, then
conventional reserve, and their radical
ness. cold and repelling. The Polteness OF the
French is conventional. IL seems, IN part the result
Of their sense Of personal grace, and IN part OF sci
fish calculation of making the most Of what cost noh
ing and partly, no doubt !, Is the spontaneous snee
OF viyacious nature. There is deep-seaied hui
manity in the courtesy Of the Germans They al
ways seem to be feeling gentle pressure from the
cord that interlaces them with their species Iney
do not watt Schiller says till you freely invite TO
friendly stretch you hand but the hand IL lnstinc
lively stretched out and the kind deed ready to follow
H. This suayity is not limited TO any rank or cond
ton Il extends all the way down from The prince 70
the poorest peasant Some of our party, driving out
in a hackney coach yesterday, met some German la
dies in coach with four horses Positions ootmen in
livery, and other marks VI rank and wealth. What
would Americans have done in a similar position
Probably looked away and seemed unconscious And
English ladies would have turned away and done the
same; or, as have seen them in Hyde Park, have
leaned back in their carriages, and stared with an ar
of mingled indifference and nsolence through their
glasses their interiors in condition could bear
to be stared The German ladies bowed most cour-
eousy to the humble strangers in the hackney coach
An English Trapeuer.-You may know him by
the quantity and variety of his luggage by every IN
genous contrivance for comfort, (aas comfort inn
plies fixtures impregnable English trunks, travelling
bags dressing cases. cased provisions for all the posi-
BILE wants that civilization generates and all in travel
ling order. There is no fexlbility about an English
man /; adaptation to circumstances and exigences
He stand forth wherever he goes the mpcrsona.
ton of lis island home l said his luggage betrayed
him; | am sure his face and demeanor do. His mus
cles in state oftension his nerves seem TO be on
the outside of his coat his eyebrows in motion
he looks, as my friend says she felt when she first
to such place this "as if all the people about
her were rats ]" his voice as quick and harsh, and
his whole words none of the sweetest; SO that you do
not wonder the continental people have fastened on
him the descriptive soubrquet of Monsieur God
d--n."
German Actors-We were fortunate in seeing one
of the great dramatic performers of Germany, Emile
Devrient The play was one Of the Princess Anne
lias; tale of domestic sorrow, as ascertalned by
my interpreters There no scenic effect, no dra-
matte conirivance to aid it, The scene was not once
shifted during the play Devrient seemed TO me, as
far ! could Judge merely from his action, express
sion, and voice, To deserve the applause showered on
him. The playing all natural, and the voices of
the women marveously sweet. Have | never yet
remarked to you the sweet low tone of the German
womans voicel From the cultivated actress to your
chambermaid, it is musical pleasure to hear them
speak. Is il an atmospheric effect, or the breath Of
placid temper The latter, thought, when, mo-
ment since, my Ink stand was overset, and the girl
| summoned to repair the mischief held up her hands
SIN lied and uttered in lute-like tone q prolonged
gut (goodD
| German Contentedness-I leave this country
with interest, respect and attachment, that did
xpect to feel for any country after leaving Eng
land | rather think the heart grows by travelling
feel richer for the delightful recollections carry with
me of the urbanity of the Germans. Never can
forget the Guten Tag" Guten Abend" and
CUTE Na,cht,' ('good day" good evening"" and
good night, } mnrmured by the soft voices OF the
peasants from under their dropping loads we passed
them in our walks. Addison says that the general
salutations of his type Of all bengnty, Sir Roger de
Coverly, came from the overHowngs of humanity SO
surely did these. On the WHOLE the Germans seem
never "are," but always ito be blessed" They en-
joy the present. and with the truest economy Of hui
man he, make the most of ths materials Of content
ment that God has given them. IL not this better
than vague llimable desires, and everchangng pur-
| suits
The Historian Sismondi-" 1t was delightful to see
the pleased interest with which Sismond listened TO
his wifes eulogum of his countrywomen. He drew
!
put his around her, and said with that simplicity
which in him is such grace, :" Je to remercie, mon
cGur"
" Ssmond said the chief glory of Geneva resulted
| from its having been the asylum of the oppressed
from all parts of Europe. Il can never think without
emotion, he continued, of the band Of French Pro-
tesanis who came here for refuge His voice
choked; after moment he added, when they reach
ed the summit of Jura and the lake and city be-
fore them, they ALL with accord fell their knees
and sung psalm
His tears again interrupted him. and he apoogized
for them, saying Ce sont les chooses qui me meuvent
lie plus je ne peux jamais parler.- You have an
ntallbe test of the heart when you know what does
most move it. In this uncomfortable emotion, Sis
mond betrayed the unbounded love Of freedom and
the deep love of his fellow creatures that breathe in
all his words"
go These are the sort of things that most move me-
| cannot speak Of them. Though Sismondi speaks
English perfectly well, French is his language and
when off his guard he falls into it." '