New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1845-01-18
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sur,rsed a. the favor with which they have been
,ecs;ved rot only in this country butt Eng
The writer, Mr.. Larman, Is by profession IA
1,pascope Painter, by pastmc fisherman OF
tbe specAled trout that serve as decoy To the
most beautiful inland scenes or Of the larger FISH
,bst serve as excuse for passing tie day on the
bol1est crags Of the sea.sho!e. Thus business
and pleasure have combined to lead him, during
the months OF fine weather, TO many of the finest
scenes, and these ar, described with grace force,
and youthful glow OF feeling, that make us very
willing to bo his companions, even where the
mind leas! NEEDS comp4nlonship.
This is genuine sort of writing, as tie record,
in the evenings or rainy days. Of what one has
seen and enjoyed in the bright full hours. Nor
are these the fancy sketches Of those hunters after
tho picturesque and poetic, of whose far-sought
delights, and far.iotched analoaics we are 50
weary. They are familiar, free, showing power
of manly discrimination and manly thought, yet
agreeably varied by touches of boyish fun.
We do not make extracts, because, though
there is material for many good enes, they viii
all be seen to more advantage in connection with
the whole, rs the charm of the book lies IN the
stamp of living character upon 1t, as whole.
We are Interested in the criticisms passed by
Mr.. Lanman on painters, which express his own
ideas of his art, and by some sketches OF persons
such as Of the Lily, and his friends, the " Lions
of Burlington" Ii is very pleasant TO read the
account OF Mr.. Marsh's mind, as given by the
catalogue of his possessions. When Fonthill Alb.
bsy was sold, the public got better transcript Of
the mind of Bcckford, in tae inventory of the
treasures there &C cumulated, than from any thing
he ever wrote That inventory was poem And
it pleases US to see poem, not so splendid but
auogether surpriziDg for this scene and time, in
the inventory of Mr.. MaIsh's POSSESSIONS Itmust'
be large piece of clear amber that could exercise
such attraction.
If Professor Torrey has translated Schelling
on the "Relation Of the Arts of Design to Ma.
ture," has he published the translation We
have never seen it; yet surely,so valuable an cd-
dton 10 this department Of literature should not
be slow 10 find its wa7 into print.
Mr.. Lanman is, We believe, very young, and,
as these essays have awakened in US s friendly
exoectat;on, which he has time ana talent 10
fulfil, we viii, at this early hour, ptofer our
counsel on two points.
lst Avoid details 80 directly personal, as 10
emotion. A young and generous mind, seeing
the deceit and cold reserve which SO often palsy
men who write, no less than those who act, may
run into the opposite extreme. But frankaess
must be tempered by delicacy, or elevated into
the region of poetry. You may tell the world at
large what you please, if you make 1t Of unvcr
sal Importance by transporting 1t into the field OF
general human interest. But your private gricfs,
merely as yours, belong TO yourself, your nearest
friends, to Heaven and to nature. There is u
limit set by good taste, or the sense of beauty,
on such subjects, which each, who seeks, may
find for himself.
3D. Be more sparing Of your praise; above all
of its highest terms. We should have sense Of
mental, as well us moral honor, which, while it
makes us feel the baseness of uttering hazty ard
ignorant censure, will also forbid the kas:y and
extrsvagant praise, by which We canno. abide
A man Of honor wishes TO utter no worldly which
he cannot abice. The offices OF post, of hero
worship, are sacred, and he who has heart 10
appreciate the excellent, should call nothing eX-
cellent which falls short of being SO. Leave
yourself some incense worthy of the best; do not
lavish it on the merely go1d l. is better TO &C
too cool, than extravagant in praise; and, though
mediocrity may be elated, if it can draw to itself
undue honors, true greatness shraks from the
least exagyeration of its claims The truly great
are too we'll aware how difficult is the attainment
of excellence, what labors and sacrifices 1t re-
qures, even from genius, either to fiattsr them
selves as to their works, or be other than grieved
at idolatry from others and 50 with best wishes,
and wish to meet again, We bid farewell to the
Landscape Painter. *
E We have received new paper called the
Times" from Keosauqua, a town in Iowa territory.
Why cannot the papers pablished in the backwoods,
give us stronger taste of the rough life OF the forests,
more of tina. soli4 s2nse and keen humor which
abound in the log-..uis on the prairie, the adven
lures Of backwoodsman and hunters and the strange
experiences tbst are always found in a new coun-
Try. Instead Of this, when you seize upon some
print published in the remoest point Of the wilder
ness, where the chief part of the population, con-
siss OF gophers, cranes, end massasaugas, expect
angioD, you see nothing but faint reflection of
what has been done some thousand miles away, a
sort of cold hashed news, the tedious ghost of
political excitement which long ago died down, or
only wonder why, if your editor lives by copying,
he does not get instructed how to do it with some
propriety. The newspaper in the backwoods no
doubt must have its retail stock Of Eastern news on
hand, but the bulk of its goods should be made up
~ o.Hr ppf,o II IA trt nFr-
excuses, for want Of original matter such as when
the poor devil Of an Editor has to play the part ct
printer and often see not only TO set type for
his paper, bu, TO lay himself out on Job printing
We have plenty of dull caricatures of Western lie,
ou, the backwoods papers should treat Us to the
facts Of the history.
APfLEs.-A correspondent sends us the follow
ing eItrac, from nm Enplish nsrinticnl of 1915