New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1873-09-15

~, 49,, has heeo,no Dishonest John by this time.
Tho (rflr Nohilier atmosphere OF Congress mas uoeu
too much for him since, indeed, he never had oeen
moral hero "Of that noble pride when fehooIs
unassaale the integrity of Washington, C'iho"n,
an Adams, or Sumner, he had Mt iald
,bo lowest foundation and perhaps he cou'u
NOT He possessed only the little eombusuoe,
of VANITY" He had found that 10 DC hohes'
was TO be pOor-to be poor was to be shappy 7'oV
shabby WAS 20 be neected-and to be neglected was 10
have a dsconted wife ana an uncomfortable nome 80
Satan angled for him with rather slender line ana
caught him Now Mrs John Vane rode In her carriage
and wore good gowns, and grew very fond OF john
John had made money enough so he thought to secure
a reelection; and he had become thoroughly convinced
that the children of this world are wiser In their genera
ton that the children Of Eight.
Robert Dale owen writes OF Francis Wright, Lafay-
cite and Mary Shelley" He gives much more vivid
impression of Mrs. sheley's personal characteristics
than l remember TO have seen elsewhere that will
quote it:
The most interesting person met in London was Mrs
Shelley. daughter OF Godwib and Mary W0hstonecraIl
and widow since Percy Bysshe Sheleys death IN 1922
OF that poet interesting only because OF the celeb
ry her parents and of Der husband but far more for
sake interesting too, because of the remark
able discrepancy which discovered that there was be-
tween her actual character and all her antecedents ana
Surroundings
expected to find Mrs. Shelley a radical reformer
probably sefassertine, somewhat aggressive, ana az
gion and morals than myself was indOrsing and en-
forcing the extreme opinions of her father and mother
and las then understood them) of her husband L
found her very different from my precOnceptions
Gentle, genial sympathetic, thoughtful aud matured
in opinion beyond Der years. Tor she was then Dut ~
essentially liberal in politics, ethics, aud theology,
indeed, yet devoid alike of stiff prejudice against tue
old or cOnsdered prep0SsessiOn IN favor OF the new
and above all wOmaDly IN the best sense In every sen
timent aud instinct she impressed me also as person
with warm feelings dependent for happiness on
loving encouragement; needing guiding and sustain
felt all this rather reasoned 1t ont during our
too brief acquaintance; and few women nave ever
attracted me 50 much in so short time: Had re.
manned in London | should nave been dear
friends She wrote me several charming letters u
America. - ,, ao
Her face though not regularly beautiful, was e0mey
and spiritual OF winning expression, and wlth ook vi
Unborn refinement as well as culture III ndu tVC vi
sadness when at rest yet when 1t woke up IN animated
conversation, could see that underneath tneIe was
bright cheerful, even playful nature, al NrldnSe,
thought, with depressing circumstances ana Isoiacu
position.
"The Germans in the West" is an interesting paper
by F. f. Laor; and the story Of Daniel Ireauweh'
INVENTOR is pleasantly told by Morrill, Wyman Then
Charles Dawson shanly makes Some Objections TO the
Sea" He has concluded having doubt been sea-sick
on various occasions that the notion that people must
be happy because heyihave put off TO sea III boat IS
very puere one, and if closely considered VIII be iounu
no more capable than sieve of containing water This
conclusion is mildly expressed-one can well imagine
through what successive stages OF melancholy dsap-
ponmen he had passed before it reached SO long
"object" without good cause. 1t was through much
perI no doubt hat he grew violent enough to charac-
terze sopmst who tries to persuade us In musica
numbers thar the safer and peasanter place in
storm than the dry land, as "a delusion and sham
This is vioent but shall hold man who has been
sea-sick responsible for his words Justice for6ids'
Upon Francis A. Walker has descended the spirit OF
prophecy and he writes with fine glow Of enthusiasm,
about Our Population in 1900" IiTemains to speak OF
the poetry in which The Atlantic for october will be less
rich than Of its predecessors In fact there are
only three poems-The OLD Surprise" bit of Autumnal
scene-painting. by Eunice E. Comstock; Golden Den
a Southern landscape, by Paul II. HayDe; and 1.-The
American Pantheon" under which quaint title Christie
pher p Cranch poetizes about Grswold's Poets and
Poetry of America" as fOllows
When Rufus GriswOd.but his Pantheon wide,
And set hundred poets round ITS walls
Did he believe their statues would abide
The tests of time upon their pedestalsi
hundred poets, some in Parlan stone
Perchance, and some in brittle plaster cast,
And some, mere busts. whose names are scarcely
Dil Miaores of a voiceless Past
Time was when many there so neatly niched.
Held each within his court sovereign sway
Each in bis turn his little world enriched,
The ephemeral p0et-laufeate OF MS Day
All. what is fame! Star after star goes out
Lost Pleads in the ornament Of truth:
Our kings discrowned ere dies the distant shout
That hailed the coronation OF their youth
Few are the worlds great.singers. Far apart,
Thrilling with love- yet wrapped in solitude,
They sit cOmmuniug with the common Heart
That binds the race in human brotherhood.
wind OF heaven DER their musinC breathcS,
And wakes them into verse,-as April turns
The roadside banks to viOets and unsheaths
The forest flowers amid the leaves and ferns.
And we who dare not wear the immortal crown
And singingrObes at least may hear and dream.
While strains from prophet-ps come floating down,
Inspired by them to sing some humber theme
Nay nothing can be lost whose living stems,
Rooted in truth, spring up TO DeautY's Hover.
The spangeS of the stage may iOut the gems
On queenly breasts, but only for an hour.
The fashion Of the time shall stamp its own.
The heart. the radiant soul, the eternal truth
And beauty born of harmony alone
Can claim the gaTlands OF perennial youth.
o not for fame the poet Of to-day
should hunger. Though the world his music scorn,
The after time may hear, as mountains gray
Echo from depths unseen the Alpine horn.
So while around this Pantheon wide 1 stray,
Where poets from FrCneau 10 Fay are set,
doubt not each in turn has sung lay
Some hearts are not quite willing TO forget.
For who in barren rhyme and rhythm could spend
The costly hours the Muse alone should claim,
Did not some finer thought some nObleT end
Breathe ardOrs sweeter than poetic fame
In the department of Recent Literature" Mr.. How
ellis proves himself as usual delicate and discrimi-
mating critic. He sounds the praises of A Pair of
Blue Eyes" novel which should be read by all who
care for tenderness and pathos and remarkable subey
of Characterization. L. c. NJ.
-
TuU HonnNnVCH RFOUEGY