New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1844-08-14

money snali DC rc1unhe0. 10 you not scc tnat
your anger is uselessl'
My dear Sir replied, thank you for your
kindness. did not mean to rep.oach you. If
those trowsers be done to day. shall be sat
isfed for time IS more precious 10 me than mon
cy. You may keep the others if you find them,
and in exchange for the one hundred and fifty
dollars which you give me, their contents arc
yonrs.'
The next evening, with new inexprcssibles, ard
one hundred aud forty dollars in my purse, cali
cd on NY guardian II Philadelphia for sixty dol
lars. lie gave ii, with lecture collegiate de
Sertion, that shall not soon forget. l enclosed
the money back Ia my honorable landlord, by The
first post, settled my other bill at old Crusty's the
first publican, and got my trunk by mail"
The ease With which OLLAroD' changes his
subject, and the prominently natural man.
constitute of his most marked characteristics -
Observe, for instance, the transition in the follow
ing, which opens one OF his later chapters, wide
" separated from the rest, by rcsson Of the writ
er's illness:
Sitting down, good my reader, to write few
paragraphs, named of the above ! was sorely
pcrplexed as to the number. 'Oiapodlana :
Number - What? By the mass, | could
not tell; tho time was SO long my thoughts
and subjects were broken chain; / seemed, in
decd, to have but just returned from some other
land beyond the influence of days, and hours,
and all those vile admeasurements of time. 80
rigidly observed by such as send Williams (bills,
in the vulgate.) for services rendered in artisan
line, and bysbanking institutions. Time seemed
to have dissolved all partnership with my vitality,
and l was well nigh upon tie point of e1claim-
ing upon him, in the tone of honest Diccon, in
Gammer Gurtons Needle
| TOUT upon thee
Above oil other loutes. ye on thee
But checked the maledlction. Out upon
Time no Thou reverend softencr of HUI
man sorrow; thou who, throned upon the clouds
of undiscovered fate, with thy bright lock and
thy insatiate weapon, enrobed in The sunshine Of
hope, and gay with that golden haze which plays
above the distant vale Of verna Expectation I;
no not out upon thee! Friend to the wretched,
thou shoudst be woman, for men, in the pro.
fundity Of their laundering, talk of events in thy
womb > Great Unsexed, and yet evermore pre-
serving in the primer thy masculine identity; thy
rather disreputable and misplaced queue; and
displaying in thy somewhat ancient physlogno-
my that desire of getting ahead, 80 peculiar 10
thy respectful fellow. citizens, the American peo-
po. They speak of thee with respect, yet they
take thee uuceremonlously by the forelock,'
whether thy yellow hair floats on the eastern
mountains, or thou tremblest at the gates of the
West Twin brother Of Eternity! oh, why so
tacturn to human hearts, whose yearning core
would thrill with undying rapture, to hear the
particulars OF tho doings and scenes in that vast
country, the dim dominion of thy Great Rcla-
| ton Observe, my friend, am not
writing against time; so let us slowly on. My
impressions of the old gentleman are sometimes
extremely fantastic. / was looking, the other
day at playful young cat, just emerging from
the fairy time of 'kittenhood; something between
the revery of the fine NEVER, and the gravity
without tie experience of the tabby. Now one
would think that no great subject for contempla-
ton. Ii would be looked upon by the million as
inferior to astronomy. But it is the connexion Of
the events having reference to the qnadruped,
which renders her of interest. Time will cxpanG
her person, increase her musical powers, and
uring her admirers. In her back, on winter
evenings, will sleep a tolerahle imitation of the
lightnines OF heaven She Will make great noise
o. nights, and lap at interdlcted cream. So
much for her exterior-her love passages ard OBJ
s;reperous concerts. But look within That
compact embodiment OF ligamen,s and conduits,
now treading gingeriy over those fading leaves,
and grapes of purple what may they not be here
/
strung on the sonorous bridge of cremona,
guided 10 soitest u;terances by the master hand
How many memories of youth, and hope, and
fond thoughts, and sunny evenings. and bowers
b, moonlig lit. radiant with the beams OF Cynthia,
and warm with the sweet reflex of Beauty; the
heart, touched by the attempcIed cntraiI, rosin-
cncompasscd and bow. bcstnd, may bound IN age
with recolleclions Of departed rapturs. And all
rom what 4? Smile not at the association, my
iriend-from Tine and cat gut
CL,RK's satiiical powers were Of the first or
der. We know of no late American writer lex.
cept perhaps ROBERT c. SANDS whom in this re-
spec, he greatly resembled) who had greater Skill
by force of argument and welbased irony. to
render his adversary supremacy ridiculous. His
article upon American Poets and theil critics"
slenced at once, and ,henceforth, the pen of a
noisy Hibernico-P hiladclpbia poetaster and Re
viewer who never again obtained footing in
the republic of letters. A little specimen Of o.
LArops' style, in the way of bu:lesque, may be
seen in the following, which succeeds some re-
marks of his upon the multitude and character Of
the sanguinary novels which were at that time
extant:
iney must oe iilieu Win oloou anu
murder piracy, thieving, vlany of all sorts must
be thrown If, to make the mixture slab and
good This is the result of the ten thousand
pages of trash, which the want of copy right
law entails upon us from England Improbable
ity is tho frs! Ingredient 10 which ASSASSINATION,
seduction, and all kinds Of crime, must approx.
mate. Let me givea specimen:
THE FATAL VOW.
1t was late in the fall of IS, convenient
blank when, as the mig hi had come on, on stormy
evening dreadful tempest arose in the west. The
lightning flashed, the thunder family beloved for
time; but soon the lightning discontinued, though
the thunder moaned on. 1t was pitch dark-dark-
ness Egyptian. The sight was palsed and checked
within an inch of the eye. At this juncture, Two
men on horseback might have been seen, at the dis
lance OF half mile from the river -, riding
through thick wood. One OF them was Of sallow
complexion, with huge black whiskers; he rode a
horse of the color called by rural pcople pumpkin