Worcester daily spy., 1859-06-02

IHE DINNER TO PAUL MORPHY. .-Ihle af-
fair, which came off in Boston last Tuesday
night, at the Revere House, appears to have
been very successful in its way There was
at the table an imposing array of literary, le-
gal, and political persons, who were as happy
as the sun is bright and who gave abun-
dant evidence of being well pleased with
each other. DR.. 0. W. Holmes presided.
1t is true that the company consisted, to
large extent, of men who know little or
nothing of the game of chess; and some of
them said as much in their speeches. But the
dinner was remarkably fine and sufficiently
expensive
Paul Morphy told them that he had never
before been surrounded by such a company of
brilliant hteratears and clever notabilities. He
bore himselfmodestly, as he always does. 1t is
remarkable that SO young man can bear such
attentions without being spoiled. When he
left home for Europe, he was not tgenty-oue
years old, and, therefore, found it necessary,
before starting, to have the formal consent of
his family. This consent was given after long
and doubtful consultation. He is actually
a boy in years as well as in appearance.
But young as he is, and prodigy as
he is, he has behaved with such modesty.
discretion, and good sense, as have won him
general and most cordial respect. He is un-
doubtedly the greatest chess player that ever
lived ;; but we hope that his mature manhood
will be attended by successes and distinc-
tions of another kind.
Many good things were said at the Morphy
dinner but We d0,2ot propose to give an ac-
count of the speeches. We Content ourssifFFeess.
with the following characteristic verses which
were delivered at the table as a speech, by
James Russell Lowell -
As rise, Mr. Autocrat, grim with despair,
And bow to you smiling complacently there
May ask, while cant my drained mind for its
dregs,
What's Tie good of Chair that tits folks on their
When they feel from the top of their skulls to the
floor,
As sure gimlet to turn out a bore,
Can hope, fishing out my dry jokes from my pock-
Cause rise like stick, may come down rocket
Has man any right, who comes after some folks
10 dream of success with his verses or Jokes?
Will fancys sprites aid lin, or Thoughts min
ing gn0mes,
Who speaks after Emerson, rhymes after Holmes
Two wizards from whom, IL it had any nous
An earthquaKe might learn how to bring down
When Harvard has men here, sarans of such fame.
They'd give Nature bishop and then win the
game,
What can Ihope to say. seeing those all around
On whose speech wisdom waits the echo on
Whose silence is not the dull thought-sleep Of
churls, F -
But the shell Of the secret that's mother of pearls?
Is not Agassiz here, with his great dome ofthought
The Stae-HOuse where Natures own statutes seen,
wrought.
Who, give but a scale, can construct Won the shark
That turned up MS sidelong pig-eye at the Ark
With hope that his jaws, as they shut with slann
Might sandwich leg or a shoulder Of Ham,
And who'd make a green turtle (he talks so nersu.s
iyey) rush off TO pot for the good of his racel
Is not Pierce there beside him, whose soul is all
ears
For the rhythmica cadence of balancing spheres
Who traces Gods footprints star-sands tha
beach
Lone gulfs Of the Infinite battling thoughts reach
Who on nights golden rosary, planet-mpearled,
Tells his ares and cyedos, each least bead world,
And WHO the first term Of the problem but given,
Could predict every move on the chess-bOard 0
Heaven!
confess, since you said TO me, "James, you'll b.
And be ready to answer call from the chairl'
have tried my poor skull with perpetual scratch
To as little avail as an old sulphur match,
You know, Mr.. Chairman.) thnt goes with tlzz
One should have percussion cap over his hair,
When come down on like this by old cocks in th
chair,
To 40 OH with pop nj the very first hint
Nor wait TO shake priming or pick at the flint;
Whereas my brains planned like an ancient qneen'
arm.
Rat thinks before starting, and then docs no harm