The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1843-07-24

Iustihable In designating the scurrous chapters III
The last number OF Dickens biography OF "Chuzze-
w.t." by the respectable name OF caricatures
Poor Boz" is evidently at the end OF his "tether."
The passages impudently represented as descriptive
of the press and society here, the dulest most
pltiabe, and weakest attempts at humor we have
| ever met with. We can compare them to nothing
but the illusions of the alfstarved, unwashed, tip
ping, melancholy creatures who edit "things" call
ed Sunday papers in this city. Indeed to give the
poor mendicant Hterateurs their due, we think we
have seen some ale house puffs, purporing to have
been written by them, which are decidedly superior
IN wit and spirit to any passage in these unfortunate
chapters by Boz.
Ihere Is splenetc, malignant, petty desire of
revenge tor some imagined wrong or indigniiy, per-
Vaoing the whole of these chapters, which can
awaken only the feeling Of pity for the author in
the mind OF the compassionate reader. Here,
aas Boz has given us only another specimen OF the
weakness and imbecllity of our nature. With pow
ers OF observation of unexampled acuteness-with
ready and keen, and, indeed, iRtuitive perception
OF the ndicuous-wth, we do not hesitate to say,
an unsurpassed facility of giving permanent embo-
diment to the thousand impressions which his
mind received from the external word-with an
experienced tact In the study OF character-with
new, and attractive, and prolific field before him
Boz has given us only few pages Of gross and vul
gar carlcature
We are very sorry that we have read these mise
rable chapters. That glorious train OF personages
with whom we have laughed and wept by turns-in
whose Joys we have so heartily rejoiced, and with
whose Borrowings We have so tenderly sympathized,
seem now to wear a sadly repusive air 1t seems
as II indeed the glory had departed from those
pages In which we recognized, as in a mirror, the
faithful portraiture OF the human heart, in all its
varied feelings, errors, virtues, and enjoyments.
Indeed, indeed, 1t is unworthy of the creator of
Sam Weller, of the historian of Little Nell, of the
biographer OF the parish boy, to write such low,
vulgar, polntless, unmeaning chapters, those in
tended to be descriptive of New York editors and
boarding house keepers.
Heaven knows there was " ample room and
verge enough" in the field here chosen by Boz to
CLEAN materials for the most amusing, sarcastic and
prohtable chapters he has written. But he is
the most stupid cleaner in this instance, that ever
tried to pick up days vituals. Suppose old Noah
undertakes the job He's tolerable hand at trying
to pick up something, and if he only begins with
himself, he's sure TO beat all Boz's caricatured ed
tors all hollow.
rienced resurrection, and once more mingles in the
dust and turmoil OF the industrious earth. He is
hard atwork at the old business and, in all human
his exertions will be crowned with sue
cess by the death of another newspaper bantlng, at
the end of the next fortnight. We pity ths old man.
He has really some amable qualities, and if he had
been endowed with discretion and decency, he
might have passed through life with good deal Of
credit. He is easily imposed upon, which is indeed
but reasonable, seeing he has all his life been try
ing to impose upon others. The incorrigibe cha
racter Of the old creature has indeed often excited
our surprise. The more you whip him, the worse he
grows. Every application Of the rod only makes
him more silly and abandoned. Even kindness and |
good advice serve but to inlame his Immature
"As heavens blest beam turns vinegar more sour"
He has belonged to all parties and most assuredly
from all he has got more kicks than coppers. We |
don't know what's best for him to do, so as to make
his exit with any kind of eciaf. Let him transport
himself in his ark" to Niagara, and floating quietly
down the rapids, let him " like the immortal Ju.
Illus Caesar, die with decency." We believe that's
the best advice we can give him now. |
STRANGERS IN NAuvoo-THE MoRMoNs ON THE |
LOOK. OUT Joe Smith is evidently very ill at ease
in his seat of government at Nauvoo. The Mer-
mons of that city have just passed rather re-
markable laws respecting strangers Joe is evi.
IDENTIFY the look out, and is determined to purify
the holy city. Strangers visiting Nauvoo will
please remember, then, "that the city council,
marshal, constables, and city watch, are authorized
and required to require all strangers in Nauvoo to
give their Names former residence, for what intent
hey have entered or are tarrying in the city, and
answer such other questions as the officer shall
teem proper or necessary; and for failure or re-
usa on the part of strangers to give the desired in
formation, or for giving false names or information,
hey shall be subject to the penalty of the ord-
nance concerning Migrants and dsorderly persons,
passed November 13th 1871. And the aforesaid
authorities further required to hail, and take all
persons found strolng about the city at night after
nine o'clock, and before sunrise, and to confine
Them in ward for trial, unless they give good and
satisfactory account Of themselves, or offer res-
,onable excuse for being thus caught out after nine
o'clock The aforesaid authorities are also required
enter all hotels, or houses OF public entertainment,
and such other habitations as they may Judge pro-
per, and require the inmates to give immediate In
formation Of all persons residing in said hotel ha-
btation, and their business, occupation or move
ments and for failure, noncompliance, or false
their license shall be forfeit, il it be
public house, and they, and the transient persons
subject to the penalties as before mentioned. And
it is further ordained that if any Of the aforesaid
officers shall refuse, neglect TO do their duty as
required by this ordinance, they shall be fined one
hundred dollars, and be broke of Office
These enactments rebound greatly, we think, to
the good sense of the Prophet. The adoption and
enforcement OF similar regulations in our own city
of sparkling fountains and filthy Streets would edo
the State some service" They might help us to
get rid of the backlegs that strut along Broadway
and insult our ladies'; and the poor creatures
who crawl abeut the grog-shops during the week,
and publish ale-house pufs Sundays, for fiving
THE REV. Mr.. CAREY, Of controversial notoriety, |