Southern pioneer, and Carroll, Choctaw and Tallahatchie Counties advertiser. (Carrollton, Miss.) 1840-1842, 1842-04-09
From the New Orleans Picayune.
DICKENS AND IRVING.

DICKENS AND IRVING.
With cheek tngling and heart beating
under emotions of national pride, we read
over the following alluson of Charles Dickens
to our first classic author, Irving. We can see
the two gifted ones as they then appeared
The picture is before US in all the warmth and
glow of real presence. The speech was
made at the Boz Dinner, in New York, and
we publish only such parts as kindled within
US the admiration just mentioned:
"There is in this city gentleman who, at
the reception of one of my books-I well re-
member it was the Old Curiosity Shop-w11ote
to me in England letter so generous. so affec.
tionate and so maaaiyy, that if had written
the DOC" under every circumstance of disap-
pOlntment, of Encouragement and difficulty,
instead of the reverse, should have found in
the receipt of that letter my best and most
happy reward. / answered him, and he an
swered me, and so we kept shaking hands
geographically, as if no ocean rolled between
us; | came here to this city eager to see him.,
and iidying his hand upon Irving's shoulder)
here he sits! | need not tell you how delight
ed and happy am to see him here to night in
this capacityl s-a-=s-@-----,z--s
Washington Irving Why, gentlemen,
don't 60 up stairs to bed two nights out OF
seven-as a very creditable witness near at
hand can testify-I say, do not go to bed
two nights out of the seven, without taking
Washington Irving under my arm; and when
don't take him, take his own brother, Oil
yer Goldsmith. Washington Irving! Why,
of whom but he was thinking, the other day,
when came up by the Hogs Back, the Fry
! ing Pan, He'll Gate, and all these places! Why,
when not long ago visited Shakspeare's birth
place, and went beneath the roof where he
first saw the light, whose name but his was
pointed out to me Oh the wall? Washington
Irving Knickerbocker-
Crayon--why, where can you 60 that they
have not been before? Is there an Eng
lish farm, is there an English stream, an Eng
lish city or an English country seat, where
they have not been! Is there no Bracebridge
Hall in existence? Has it no ancient shades
or quiet streets!
In by-gone times, when Irving left that
Hall, he left sitting in an old oak chair, in a
small parlor of the Bears Head, little man
with red nose and an oilSkin hat. When
came away he was sitting there still!-not g
man like him, but the same man-with the
nose of immortal rednesS, and the hat of ar
undying glaze! Crayon, while there, was oil
terms of intimacy with a certain radical fel
low who used to 60 about with hat full o.
newspapers, wofully out at the elbows, anc
with coat of great antiquity. Why, gen
tlemen, know that man, Tibbles, the elder
: and he has not changed hair; and when
came away, he charged me to give his best re
spects to Washington Irving.
Leaving the town and the rustic life O
: London, forgetting this man, if we can, put
; ting out OF mind the Country church yard ant
the Broken Heart, let US cross the water agaii
and ask who has associated himself most close
1 ly with the Italian peasantry, and the bandit
e of the Pyrenesse? When the traveller enter
D his little chamber beyond the Alps-listenin!
: to the dim echoes and spacious corridors
S damp, and gloomy, and cold-as he hears tn
tempest beating with fury against his window
and gazes at the curtains, dark and heavy ant
covered with mould, and when all the ghos
stories that ever were told come up before hin
mid all his thick coming fancies, whom doe
he think Washington Irving. Go farthe
S still-go to the Moorish fountains, sParkin
full in the moon light-go among the water Cal
i riers and the village gossips, living still as i
i days of old, and who has travelled anon
n them before you. and peopled the Alhambr
Il and made eloquent its shadows? Who awake
d there voice from every hill and in ever
/ cavern, and bids legends, which for centurie
" have slept dreamless sleep, or watched ur
d winkingly, start up and pass before you in a
l. their life and glory!
Of But leaving this again, who embarked wit
y Columbus upon his gallant ship-traverse
e with him the dark and mighty Ocean-leape
n upon the land and planted there the flag
It Spain-but this same man now sitting b