New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1855-02-13

delight : :,
OF all ths birds of our groves and m..io.., tie
beohns va me envy OF my bcyhcot. lie crossed
my psaA IN the sweetest wesfhef, and the sweetest
of the yesr when ell natars called 20 the 6s.
and the rural feeling throbbed in every bosou: on,
when l. uckl tss urchio, wse doomed 20 be newed up
during the lve-loIg day, in that purga'ory OF boy,
hood ecbcolroom. II seemed as If tins little varlct
moeked at ne % be few by in full song, And sought
to tsunt me with bis happier lot Oh, how envied
him No le .ops, task, DO hateful school; nohiog
but holiday frchc green nelds AID me weatner Hed
been then move versed in poetry, might have ad-
dreseed him in the words OF Logan 10 the cuckoo;
Sweet bird thy bower Is ever sress.
Thy ,hy . ever eler
Nc winter II thy year.
Oh could a. I'd fly With thee;
Wed make. on ioyfsl wns
Conpsp'ors Of the spring
Further observation and experiences have given ms
q different idea Of this little fes,hered voluptdEy
which will venture 70 mpsrf for the benefit Of my
,cbooboy readers. who may regard him with the
same unqualified envy and sdmirarcn which once
INDUCED. ! have shown him only as saw him Ct
FIRST IN what may call the pcetcal part Of hs cGeer
when be in q manner devoted himself to elegant Pur-
suits ard epioyments, and was bird Of music, and
cong and taste, and sensbili.y, and refinement
While this lastei be was sacred from irdry; thevery
schoolboy would not fling stone at him, and the
uerest rustic would pause 20 listen 70 his strain But
mark the difference. As the year advances, % the
clover blossoms nsppear, and the spring fades into
summer be gradually gives up his elegant tastes and
habits dofs his poeticsl suit OF black assumes rus
set dusty garb and sinks TO the gross epjoymen,s Of
common vulgar birds. His notes no longer vibrate
on the ear be is stupg himself with the seeds Of the
tall weeds on which he lately swung and chsnted go
melodously. He bss become bon vivant,"
"gcurmspo;" with him now there is nothing like the
"ioys of the table," In little while be grows tired
of plain homely fare and Is off on gastroro ricsl
tour in quest OF foreign Injuries. We next hesr OF
him with myriads Of bis kind, banqusting among tbs
Al. IN anil utxr oaf
feeding. He has changed his name in travelling
BobDLeon no more-he 10 the Ree6-6ird now, the
much sought for tit bit Of Pennsylvania epcures the
rival in unlucky fame OF the ortolan Wherever he
goes, pop pop pop every rusty frelock IN the
country Is blazing away. He sees his companions
fsllirg by thousands around him.
Docs be take warning, and reform Alas, not ne
Ipcorrigible epcurel again he wings his flight. The
rice swamps of the South invite MIN lie gorsesn mon
self among them almoet TO bursting; he can scarcely
ay for corpulency. He has once more changed his
name and lie no the famous Rice bird Of the Caro-
linas. .
dozens Of his corpulent companions, and served up
Wanted dish on the table Of some Southern CASTRO
none.
such is the story of the Boblinki once ,piritusl,
musical, admired, the JOY OF the meadows, and the
fAyoite bird Of spring; finally gross little sensual
Isl who expiates his eeneuslity in the larder
The publication of this volume may prompt
many readers to brush up their acquaintance
with our Oldest and mOst charming American es-
ss,ist. A new race of writer's has appeared on
the stage tince his merits have been crowned
with the most beautiful guerdon Of authorship
a place In the memory and in the hearts Of the
wise, the thoughtful, the mirthful, the pure, the
gentle, and the refned-but who has approached
the reyered veteran in the lambert brillisncy OF
his Wit, the fascinating charm Of his gayely, the
Youthful plsyfulness with which he hits oil the
humorous and whimsical ia character, the iaclle
grace of his pictures Of nature, or the tranquil
smenity with which be morazes on the aims oil
life. aluring the reader TO modest wisdom and
chs,tened emotions, amid the feyerous heats
and dazzling glares of Cur every day pursuits
ono will i, be before the literature of this coun
try will produce the rival Of Washington Irving,
and long msy he live to enjoy the happy pse-
eminepce which he 80 gracefully adogns.
THE WORLD A WORKSHOP; Or THs PHysIe.L RE-.
,SssHs , .s Man 70 r b Ap stss g 1"'"
In extending the scope OF this little volume TO a
discussion Of the terrestrial destiny Of the human
race, the author has weakened his position and en-
numbered bis strikiDg illustrations Of the mechan-
zeal resources of the universe by great deal OF el-
evant matter. The sdherents of spiritual philosophy
are often sccused Of taking limited and partial view
Of fict,--of Ignoring come of the most important
realities In the natural world-of dwelling so exclu-
siyely in ii cir fsvote sphere as 10 lose all cogn
zance Of the laws Of mechanical lfe-and thus be
coming unsafe guides to profound and co npreheo-
rive knowledge Of the universe. Doubtless there Is
much truth in the charge Few thinkers are as broad
in their grasp Of facts universal nature. Gazing for
long time aspect Of reality, the eye gov.
blind to all others But the present author exhibits an
instance of sidedness which is rarely surpassed by
the most exclusive votsry Of abstract contemplation.
Eminent as has he justly become for his practical and
scientific knowledge Of mechanical relations he has
fallen into the error of fancyng tha. his favorte pur
quits &C ,upy the whole domain OF nature, exhaust the
infinite capacities Of man, and presents lucid solution
to the tormentng riddle of his destiny on earth.
According TO Mr.. EwbaDk, the whole story Is told
by saying that man was made to be manipuator OF
matter The earth Is intended for niGnufactory and
man for manufacturer. I. Is only in us view that
the whole materials and influences Of the earth 10
be brought into play-wiih this character OF the globe
every feature in creation vii be found TO harmonic
But the physical capacities Of matter are not the only
facts Of existence. Nor do the mechanic, aspects Of
the material universe exhaust its significance. Poetry
religion science-.he love Of the Idea, in one word
are as positive facts in human experience, as me-
chanical genius and skill. We might as well assert
that man born to write epics, to raise the choral
cong Of worrbip, to pursue truth 10 the depths OF
speculation as that be is destined toSubdue the ma
.eral universe to his purposes by the contraction Of
machinery. He born for each and for all Of these
purposes-the race collectively, not the individual
personally humanity is defrauded Of portion Of