Demoine courier., 1854-07-20
Fanny Fern to John BuII.


Fanny Fern" is roughly criticised by
The London Atheneum. We give
specimen N. Y. Tribune.
"'Fanny' (whether Mrs. or Miss ap.
/ peare,h not in her books does no, seem
to have country bone in her body or a
hair on her head. The up stairs, down
stairs and back stairs life of towns, with
all its preiensions aud ambitious strug-
giles, seems as well to her as il can 10
any respectable woman of average for.
tune. She delights in slang. A mother
with her, is "a naaternaE-a man "a mas
catlne'--and women are .ftminities.'-
She Is bosierous on the subject of female
shopping-nor less animated when hec-
toring the lords of creation in regard 10
what they should put or: Il understand
says she, the architecture of g Goa, TO
charm; know as quick as flash whether
It's all right, the minute clap my eyes
on it. As 20 vests, call myself a con-
nolsseur. Stocks are only fl, for w all
street. Get yourself some nice silk
neektes. and ask your wife, or somebody
who knows something, to longitudinze
them TO your jugular. Throw your col.
ored, embroidered and rutlied shirt bo.
SONS overheard; leave your cane and ci-
gar at home; wear pair of nea, dark
gloves; spolt an Immaculate pocket.
handkerchief and dickey.' A fern leaf
the above! Nay, rather let us call it
grain of 'chqF' 10 review slang by
siang,) presented by Bob to Bill and
scrawled by the former on the back of IN
unpaid ,ailor's bill.'"
! Johnny, had you any little pricafe
reason Of yoar 0Un for omlting the
closing sentence in the obnoxious .fern
Leaf above quoted, viz: "and speak of
ecery woman as you ,coMd ,Cish your
mother or sister to be spoken of?"
Oh, Johnny, Johnny, will YOU nerer
get out OF your mouth the taste of that
cup OF tea that my forefathers mixed for
yours IN Boston harbor! Will you new
er cease f66ing, Johnny? ".Vot a cou,a-
try bone IN my body2" Ask the 49,.
coo buyers of Fern Leaves. I 90 by
my publishers advertisements as TO
numbers, keeping sharp eye with
view to settlement by and byD Ask
them if Fern Leaves do not show that |
love my country! Johnny, dear, was
raised in the country. not far from a
spot called Bunker Hill. where, if re.
member right. you once received shot.
How II came to hi, ou in the back is
best known TO yourself.
As 10 "the architecture of coat"
do know it, and also know, whenever
| see man with one that is badly cut,
and whose bump OF self esteem draws
SO powerfully on the top OF his head as
to lift his heels from .he ground, that
he IS an Englshman.
| But Johnny. | forgive you; partly be.
cause penned sundry little squibs in
Fedra Leaues about your Britishers, in
full expectation of box on the ear, and
partly because knew how many lille
things YOU have had lately to try your
Eptdcid temper. II IS aggravatng, John
ny, 10 have Golden and Hume constant.
ly hammering Parliament about the New
York Tribune, and lhrusting it into your
tory faces as model of what an En-.
glisl newspaper should be, as TO price,
size and matter. This must be yery
provoking, Johnny, 10 person OF your
imitation and pomposity. And then there
is kossuth's Sheffield erpose OF your
miserable, shuflling, pussy ca, war poll
cy-dispa'ching your armies just in time
10 be TOO tate for action. and allowing
your fleets to hover abou, points from
which Russia cannot be vitality menaced,
instead of shaking them ou. of their
boots, as you ought. and as zee did you,
Johnny, after the little lea party before
alluded to.
Well, we forgive you. Johnny. for be-
ing such clustering coward. Your
younger brother, America. is getting
along nicely, and throws back in your
teeth, "Who reads an America n Book!"
Literary 'jeminity," is wide awake and
very successful over here; Literary
"mascutinity," is vexed, and while pat.
ting us pauonizingly with one hand,
scratches us silly with the other; yet
by the leave of Providence and the ed
itor OF the New York Daily times. we
shall continue 10 nib our pens and coolly
pocket the receipts. FANNY FERN.