New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1853-06-03

walks about the metropolis Mr. Rogers sat il
| Westminster Hall when Burke and Sheridan
| we're pouring out their invectives against War
rem Hastings, and all London was ringing with
| the applauses which eloquent Brinsley elected
on that occasion. He is, therefore, part and
parcel Of by-gone days, and very good authority
on what happened during the last sixty years
| In a fine, large house IN Tavistoc Place, Ia
| vistoc Square, sits Charles Dickens, busy as
| bee over IS Black House" and " Household
Words On an afternoon the loiterer in thss
| vicinity may catch a glimpse of his thin hair,
now sprinkle1 with gray, as t is tossed by the
Summer wind which visits his desk as he sits
writing in his ample library room. Il is not an
| unffequent occurrence 10 meet him in rail-
| car, rushing OUT Of London for few days
respite at Brighton or Bath.
Thackery has ere this got home again, and
any hne day between twelve and two D. clock, he
may be found at the Garrick Cfab in King
street, Covent Garden, poring over French
newspaper or chatting with Albert Smith over a
| mutton chop and sherry additions IL is not an
unusual thing to 6ud him at one end Of poor old
Charles Kembles car-trumpet or vis Wis with
Blackstone, the c0mmedisn, dis .ussinQ old actors
and defunct Drury Lane,
Barry Cornwel lives in Harley street, Caven-
dish Square, where he is spending the happy
evening Of his life, beloved By all who are forte.
| nate enough to know one Of the most glorious
song writer's in the English tongue
Waltar Savage Landor is at home in Bath,
having been expelled from Italy on account Of
his Dangerous liberty doctrines" At rare
intervals, he goes up 10 London, aud then his
hosts Of friends fock around him, and make his
| hne old face radiant with smiles at the profuse
lhospitahtes poured around him.
In the village Of Twickennam, in a modest
brick house hy the roadside, rnuses Alfred Ten
nyson, the Poet Laureate of England His own
publisher only meets him once or twice year,
| as he eschews London and loves privacy As
you walk by the side Of the Thames on sunday
evening. at the sunset hour sometimes the wide
nat OF Alfred, the bard Of " Lockley Hail." 10
|, visible.
The Brownings are like swallows, fitting
from cline to cline, but London is often in their
way, and they may be met not unfreouently at
: the National Gallery in Trafalgar Square, or at
the opera. Both are delightful to encounter,
this pleasure, like all exquisite enjoyments, is
! rare.
II one should try very hard to get glimpse
Of the illustrious Thomas Carlyle, the great
' Sartor Rasartus' Of modern Europe, he would
a find it difficult matter. Thomas likes TO be
|, lion but he don't want any body in his own
i cage beside himself He lives in Chelsea, and
often comes to town, but to find him oft is not
h common even to his best friends
l. Macaulay is a club man, and when he is not
among his idols (the books Of the British Mu-
,, seum) he may be met with in the brilliant halls
n of the ''Athenaumh the " Reform" On a
lazy, hazy London day proper, he might with
le certainty be counted on over folio in a snug
l. alcove a. the 50 British -
l. Dear, kind, genial old Leigh Hunt, toddliDg
lie over the pavement in the Strand, towards his
D. sons newspaper Office is common occurrence
He lives a few miles from the dust Of Fleet
re street. but he seems to love its dingy walls and
= grows warm and eloquent over its rush and
whirl. Is he the Skiupole of Sc Bleak House
,n The knowing ones of London say he is.
es On the left, as you go up Piccadilly, toward
the Parks, stands neat book shop, with
y X ho all
v, gentleman with the nose, and the waistcoat,
as and the elegant cravat, is Sir Edward Lytton
or Bulwer, as you may happen TO call him. He
Is is telling Mr.. Chapman, who has his close
es to the Baronets bosom, that the engraving Just
brought in for his inspection is not quite right
in in the direction of the whiskers and the shirt
collar Spite Of his dandy aspect and his af-
ar eeted drawl no better hearted gentleman wields
the fluent quill than the author Of 'tMy Novel "
ass Whenever he runs down from his elegant re
off treat at Knebworth to London he does 50 many
kind acts for poor brother authors, that IS Bull
DO wer's guineas" are sure morning suns o,
yes evening stars. Boston Transcript.
sn 4 ROMANCE OF LIFF.-1he Glasgow Constitu
- tioual "a Scottish parer) of late date contains
the following curious statement:
Sn Some seventeen years ago native of Paisley
q son of one Of our most respectable tradesmen
went TO The vessel foundered, and, will
~; one solitary exception, all board perished
AZ The sad intelligence was soon brought to Pals
:. ley; the family went into mourning, and fol
III seventeen long years, if they had not forgotten
the sailor, they had ceased to think of him. a
~ | one about whose fate there could not be tbs
w. shadow of doubt
A letter lately made its appearance here, ad
+ dressed to the young mans father, who severa
'lr years ago had retired to a watering-place oil
Won W the West Coast, to enjoy the otium cur, digni
zee tate Of q green old age As he had long beel
g DaiE bad 60
ess him, and could not md party to whom tn
eu letter should be delivered. 1t wassent to Ediu
rs' burgh, and after being tossed about from on
IN Office to another was opened at London, an
es thence re-directed TO Paisley, with instruction
ess that every effort should be made to discover tn
eu owner The contents so1l led TO the discovery
~. and it now appears that the young man suppose
VI to have been lost at sea, was the one man savec
'oh A person, at present in New Zealand, in th
course of his peregrinations, heard that whit
~, man was living far up the country He deter
,'s mined to search IN ont On arriving at th
AGA native village, the white mans hut was points
cut He entered it, and four a comely -lookip
as damsel-a New Zealaudress-with two or thre
" fine healthy, Whitley brown children nestlin
"a about her She was able 10 speak a little broke
aa' English, told the visitor the Christian name
al her husband, and said she expected him hon
shortly, inviting the stranger to await his retur
By-aud- by the husband arrives, tattooed ar
pr,, dressed as New Zealander The two men,
aIa course, were not likely to have recognized eac
and other2 even tloueH 10y aa 80 = s.ous ~.
ing 10Th natiras sf pa.,av ~
80 had been at school together soms twenty-a'
y" years ago. The surprise and astonishment
'.b b the stranger may be well conceived As for Il
! ~ host, he explained that he had been picked U
u from the wreck of his ship by passing vesse
and, after many escapes and adventures. four
roc himself in the interior of New Zealand far fro
-o1v | any settlement. There he married q native
70 the country, chiefs daughter, BY whom
sen has had family, and with whom he has bes
. Living very happily. He feels quite comfortab
, of IN his adopted land; likes the mode of iviI
rs. extremely, and has no desire to return to Pal
,,n ley. He cannot tell how long he has been
ast New Zealand, not having adopted Crusoe's e.
he pedient Of notching the time After a long ia
70 about Paisley and aud lang syne, the strang
-; babe him a4ieu, and on his return 10 the Britt
~ settlement wrote the letter above referred to
HER LAST. .--'' Well" said Mrs. Partingtol
as Ike read the paragraph from the Post tn
! Il, the decorations were ct work on the two nav