The Weekly register., 1843-08-19

all his readers?n asked tie Israelite.
| ''Did the world ever produce such a
hero as Napoleon, such Poet as Vol
taire, such tragic writer's as Corneille
and Racine, such comic one as Moliere,
or such dancer as Vestris?" cried the
Frenehman.
"Bahs' exclaimed the Englishmap.--
''What do you think ofWellington, Mel
son, Shakespeare, Bacon, Locke, Newton,
and all that sort Of thing?s'.
"They can't hold candle to Armin-
ius, or Kant, or Gall, or Schiller, or
G9thew said the German.
"Ner to julius Caesar, nor Scipio, nor
Virgil, nor Cice thousand 9th
ers, who were al, countrymen, tho
they call thenlselyss Romans cried the
Italian.
"Pshaw!' said the Yankee-"all your
heroes and!philosophers put together,
would not make one Franklin or half
Washington" ..- ~
"Gentlemen,n said the Greek, "you
may boast as much as you will, but had
it not been for Greek warriors, philoso-
piers, poets and sages, you would all
have remained barbarians to this day
What think you Of Homer, and Eschy-
lus, and Sophocles, and Euripides, and
Demosthenes, and Mitiades, and Them
istocles. and ten thousand others, whose
fame extends to the uttermost ends the
earth!"
"Who are these blockheads talking
aboutm asked the Egyptian, the Chi
nese, the Persian, and the Turk, of each
other.
"Talking of ?" cried the rest, with one
voice-"Of the lights Of the world; the
children of Immortality, the heirs Of uni
uersal fame'"
"We never hear5their names before,
ard therefore fney must have been ra-
ther obscure PERSONS" was the reply. ),
j "But if you come TO the heirs of Uni
versal Fame," cried The Persian
"What are all these to the great here
Ras,and, and the great poet Fordousi,
who wrote poetical history of lrak, in
I twenty thousand coupletsf'.'
''Did any body ever read it?" asked
the Turk gravely.
ave never heard Of either" answer
ed al the rest
I ~'-fft T"ctfr =. rxcTaIfned the Chinese.--'
"Hi Yah! Your elder brother, Loo
Cho9 knocks head and worships What
do yu say TO the great Moon of poetry,
the light of the universe, Kwang Chung,
, lord Of the Celestial Empire and head
Of the world, who wrote three hundred
voumes of poetry, in the Interpretation
) ofwhich, three thousand learned pun
, dis lost their senses. The whole uni.
J Vese is filled with his verses"
. 1--WE never heard of him BEFORE"
cfod they ALL"
what set Of foreign barbarians!'
sad the Chinese.
, FsAnd what think you of our great
Peyerful prophet Mahomet?' asked the
TEk, "MashalIah! his sword was in
ync.ble ageinst The enemies fthe faith,
ah bis wisdom more invincible than his
svorl. All knowledge is contained in
, the Koran" I
sEItmay be, but we have never read
its' sad they all, with the exception Of
the trne believers.
GEogs!" cried he, 'may your heads
be tsuverted into shoe brushes. and your
eyes,ecome blind as your understand
ing9"
Asis usual in these cases, contention
SUCCEEDED argument, and abuse was am
sweed by recrimination. Each being
unable to establish his own claimio su-
perority, made himself amends by re-
lrac,ing from the claims ofhis opponents;
and G all had been true which they said
Of each otfer,. their heroes and great
men wouldhave been a parcel Of mise
rable creatures, unworthy the gratitude,
or even tie remembrance of posterity.
| "And This Universal Fame!'' exclaim
ed an old dervise, who sat smoking his
! pipe quietly in corner, without taking
part in the debate, 'sto be adored as a