The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1855-10-22
New York CORES nondenc. ]



Artists who have been wandering in the coun-
! try. recruiting their health and energies, and
gathering fresh ideas for future works. The
country has this season been SO unusually
/ beautiful that we are sure that the Academy
next spring will be exceedingly brilliant
+, What exquisite fancics will Turk in the glori-
Gus landscapes of Cropsey, for surely the love-
y sunsets Of this season would supply sub
iects for less imaginative pencils than his
Richards has been sojourning with the bard Of
ldlewild, and will, we hope, present us sketch
es OF that far famed region The venerable
President Of the Academy, MIR. Durand, We
trust, will give US another whole year of plea
sure. in another picture of our glorious
woods.
Many Of our authors have already new
works announced among others, one by Mrs.
ful worker in the literary field, but has not
appeared till recently in the character of a
novelist. Her first brilliant success is so re-
cent that it must be fresh in every mind, and
prcdisnose every one to warmly welcome the
sold Homestead, - as the forthcoming one
Is entitled Mrs $. i an excellent eAampla
to young authors. She is not one who deems
natural talent sufficient, alone, 70 form an
able writer, but that great labor and care are
necessary, and that without them little can be
accomplished. She has ever been an earnest
laborer, and her success is apparent.
Many other new works of fiction are an
nounced. the authors of which are new to us.
We only hope they may prove pleasant read
ing, for We need something cheering during
the dull Autumn rains which are near at hand.
1t is nearly three years since we have seen
anything new from Buwer, and right well
his pen. Dickens and Thackeray are both
recruiting their energies for new works be-
sides, we sadly need genuine romance after
'.Hard Times" and the ''Newcomes." Bnl-
wer is the oldest friend Of this great triad,
and we are all inclined to cling 10 our early
days Of romance.
We have reason to hope that our most brill
liant female author, both Of prose and poet
~, via: Miss Alice Carey, will shortly favor
the world with a new work
We love her for the quiet home pictures
she presents in her stories Of rural life, and
for the lofty imagery and almost prophetic
spirit of her poetry. Not long since, an ar
ticle appeared in Putnam's Monthly, severe
" crlticising the melancholy that so often ap-
pears in Miss Carey's verse. Bat why ask
one around whom sad memories linger. to
sing III JOYOUS strain To be true 10 the
voice within Is the highest merit Of an au-
thor. That she should alter one note Of her
tuneful Tyre, would be almost deemed BY us
a saerilcge, for 10 her the Genius Of Poetry.
who has long wandered amid our western
woods UNDECIDED, has appeared and stood a
Goddess confessed
The west has given US much that is charm
Inc III Literature may We not hope for still
more? The boundIess prairies and untray-
ersed woods, the greater freedom from con
and the nearer approach Of
heart TO heart, where allis comparatively new
and strange all should tend to the develop
nent Of fresher, freer ideas than We wear
led Gothamites can ever conceive Of.