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ditional 51. per cent., and a little more for a rea

LITERATURE. sonable profit 10 the retailer, 10 know what we actually ought to pay for our tea. For example; Hiru Lire in New York. By Jonathan Slick, the finest quality of congou or souchong (which Esq., 2 vols. (How.)- This is an exceedingly naare of the same value) costs 25. 63., and this is tional production, both in incident and expression, brought up, by these additions-allowing 10 per though but for the glossary appended, it would 10 cent. to the shopkeepers-10 about 5s. 2d. per our fair readers at least, be very frequently unintellipound. If, therefore, you are charged only 5s. gible. When, however, this difficulty is got over, for these teas, you are now aware that it cannot be the reader has little to do but laugh from the quite the finest quality you get; wbile, if you are commencement of the book to its close, unless, charged more than 5s. 6d., you are now aware indeed, the tears forced by the exertion once or that you pay a great deal too much. This calcu. twice become natural ; and there are a few paslation, however, it is hardly necessary to add, sages that, without any apparent intention on the refers only to ready money transactions; for those author's part of their being pathetic, are irrewho take credit have other considerations to study ; sistibly so. still, a grocer's credit does not, in ordinary cases, Mr. Slick arrives at New York, very strong extend beyond a month, which ought to come into in Connecticut prejudices, and immediately the category of ready money business.

sels off to discover his cousin John Beebe, We would just add, before concluding, that al- | who “kept store away

down Pearl-street, though we have supposed the poorer classes to eena most to the battery.” “It seems that Joha pay 2s.6d. for their tea, it hardly ever happens, has gone into partnership with a Mr. Co.," in reality, that they pay less than 4s.; and this lat-observes Jonathan in his first letter to his par, ter sum we have no doubt whatever, they pay for “for that feller's name is on the sign arter his'n as the most inferior articles in the list. It is impos. large as life: I knew that he and John Wheeler sible, otherwise, to account for the vast quantities went into company together, but I suppose they of the common sorts, which we can assure our wanted more chink than either on 'em could raise, readers are constantly sold in the wholesale tea

and so engaged this Mr. Co. to help them.” market from 5d. 10 1s. a pound. Thus a poor Cousin Beebe is not at the store, but there was a family, in addition to paying four or five hundred chap standing by one of the desks, with the edge of per cent. to Government on the tea they drink, put his dickey turned over his stock, like an old. into the till of the shopkeeper who supplies them, fashioned baby's bib, put on wrong side afore, and in all probability, from a shilling to fifteen-pence a with his hair curled aud frizzled like a gals," with pound beyond a fair and honest profit.

whom in the absence of his cousin, Mr. Slick felt inclined to "scrape acquaintance." “ Tough times

with you now, aint they'?' sez I, a looking over the GIVE ME THE PAST.

top of the paper.' Very, sez he,' a mending luis

pen; 'its as much as we can do to make both AUGUSTUS PECQUEUR, ES Q. eends meet afore the banks shut up days. Mr. What is that time, which hath the power

Beebes out a shinning now.' 'Awhat? sez I. To bring both joy and grief

• A shinning,' says he, borrowing money to take Which gives to some the budding flower,

up his own notes with, and if he don't get it, I To some the faded leaf?

don't know what we shall du.' Oh !' sez I 10 It is the Present, so replete

myself, this is the new partner, Mr. Co.; he With hopes and joys amass'd :

must have a good chance of money in the consarn, Whate'er it be, 'tis nought to me;

or he wouldn't feel so oneasy.'

• We was doing I better love the Past.

a beautiful bisiness,' sez he, shaking his head, 'till

the Philadelphia banks stopped specie payments. Expectant hearts and sanguine minds

I wish they'd a been sunk.' 'No,' sez I, that The Present never know ;

aint fair; but its human natur, I s'pose to give The dreary future always blinds

banks, as well as people a helping kick, when Their thoughts to care or woe.

they're going down hill.' I don't understand much But be it sad, or be it clad

of these things, Mr. Co.'' My name isn't Co.' In Pleasure's best array,

sez he, a staring, its Smith.' What,' sez I, Its gilded name will ne'er reclaim

' have they got another in the company ?' No, The Past-to me so gay.

sez he, kinder coloring up, I'm the assistant I love the Past, endear'd to me

book-keeper.' I couldn't bat jest keep from By joys long past away :

giving a long whistle right out. The stuck-up The future must the present be

varmint! "Wal,' sez I, arter a minit, “Mr. The Past will ne'er decay.

Smith, let me give you one piece of advice, don't Give me the Past: I'll ne'er erase

be so ready to say we, and to talk over your em. From memory its pame

ployer's business with strangers next time. Such Give me the Past, its happy days,

ihings do no good any way, but they may do a More dear than wealth or fame.

good deal of harm. Its the duty of a clark among us to attend to that he's paid for; and if he attends

to much else, we purty generally find out that he Society develops the mind, but it is contempla- aint good for much in the long run,'

"" this advice tion alone that forms the genius.

is as good in London as in New York.


Jonathan appears to hold blacks in particular good deal like Aowers, to my notion; and the harnabhorrence. Upon calling at cousin Beebe's house, somest posies that grow in the woods never have wherehe is invited to dine, he is annoyed by finding but one colour besides their leaves. I've seen one waiting in the hail, and upon entering the dining gals in the country with nothing but pink sun room, “ there stood that etarnal nigger close by the bonnets, and calico frocks on, that looked as fresh table, as large as life. I didn't know what to make and sweet as full-blown roses-gals that could on it, but sez I to myself, “If cousin John's got to pull an even yoke with any of your York tippies be an abolitionist, and expects me to eat with a in the way of beauty, and arter all, if I ever get nigger, he'll find himself mistaken, I'll be darned a wife, I don't think I shall search for her among to darnation if he don't!' But I need’nt a got so brick houses, and stun side-walks.'”. wrathy, the critter didn't offer to set down, he only By Jonathan's account, the sewing girls of New stood there to get any thing that we wanted. York are very much in the condition of ourown, and • Do you take verminsilly, Nr. Slick?' says Miss there is much truth and feeling in his observations Beebe, biting off her words, as if she was afraid with regard to them. “ I never see one of them barnthey'd burn her. With that she took the someyoung critters going along home, arter working kiver off one of the dishes, and begun to ladle out hard all day, 10 arn something to live on, and some soup with a great silver dipper, as bright as mebby to feed their pars and mars with, but I get a new fisiy cent piece. “No, thank you,' sez I, 10 thinking how much a genuine chap ought to 'but I'll jake some of that are soup instead, if prize them for keeping honest, and industrious, and you've no objection. The critter was jest be- vartuous, when they aint much to encourage them ginning to pucker up her mouth again, as if she'd to do right, and generally have a great deal to found something to poke fun at, but cousin John tempt them to do wrong, instead of turning up looked at her so etarnal cross, that she was glad to their noses at em afore folks, or a trying to tempt choke in. “She meant verminsilly soup, cousin hem into sin and wickedness behind people's Slick. Let her help you to some, I'm sarlin backs." you'll like it.' • Wal,' sez I, I don't care if I There is not only truth, but philosophy in many do;' so I took up a queer looking spoon that lay of Jonathan's remarks; his heart is evidently in by my plate, and tried to eat; but all that I could the right place, and one rises up from the perusal du, the soup would keep a running through the of his letiers, not only the merrier, but the wiser spoon into the dish again. I tried and tried to get for it. one good mouthful, but I might as well have de- THE BLIND MAN AND HIS GUIDE. By the termined to dip up Connecticut river with a sieve, Editor of the Grandfather. 3 vols. (Newby.), and the most that I could get was two or three The first thing that strikes us, upon opening these sprangles of little white things, that I stirred up volumes, is the suppression of the author's name; from the bottom of the plate, that didn't taste bad; a circumstance the more remarkable, as Miss but to save my life, I couldn't make out what they Youаtt is neither an unknown nor unappreciated were made of. Arter I'd been a fishing and a writer; her numerous periodical contributions, diving ever so long, a trying to git one good many of them replete with beauty of a high order, spoonful so that I could tell what it was, I and all of them feminine and graceful (indepenlooked up, and there was the nigger showing his dent of her winning story, the “ Price of Fame”), teeth, and rolling about his eyes like a black cat must surely have created for her a superior inin the dark. It made me wrathy, for I surmized terest 10 any she can bave gained from editing he was a larfin to see me a working to git a mouth-Miss Pickering's posthunious work, “The Grandful of something to eat.”

father," of which it is but justice to observe, en The description of cousin Beebe's soirée passant, that the greater part was supplied by is full of broad humour, and his own toileite our author. “The Blind Man and his Guide" is exquisitely ludicrous. “I rather guess you

a story of much interest, told with Miss Youatt's could'nt have found a better looking chap of usual ienderness and power of picturesque delineamy size anywhere about than I was, when I tion. She has chosen for its groundwork the put on my yaller gloves, and fixed my new red period of the insurrection and separation of Switsilk hankercher in my coat pocket, so as to let one zerland from the yoke of Austria, and has intereend hang out a leetle, arter I'd put a few of the woven with the actors and events of the time a peppermint drops on it;" a perfume that he love story, pure and beautiful, as all her creations invariably patronizes. He, however, shows excel invariably are. Jacqueline is a perfect embodylent discernment in more important matters, and ment of womanly faith, affection, and that strength there is a refinement of heart about him, that more of mind joined io ligbiness of spirit, that is found than counterbalances for the occasional coarseness in many a living prototype. Liese too, in her of his mode of expression. Before he has been any spiritualité and feebleness, is a purely feminine lime introduced io “ High Life in New York, conception, and contrasts well with her former and he recognizes by instinct “a rale genuine lady," more strongly depicted companion. Then we have from your stickup, finefied, humbug critters;" a variety of bisiorical personages, that, however and his notions of female dress, however opposed often we may have met with them before, assume to fashion, appear to us in good taste. “ The girl's freshness from the manner of their description. The furbelows did'nt look so bad considering she was so legitimate hero of the story (for the prominent young, yet it always seems to me as if heaps of character of John of Swabia, frequently struggle jimcracks and finery piled on to a purty young for the superior interest) is Arnold Ander Halden, critter looked kinder unnatural, Wimmen are a of Melchihat, one of the three founders of Swiss

pear to be.

freedom; then we have Tell and Gessler, Albert with letters, on the top of which lay a long tress of and the Empress Elizabeth, Prince Leopold, the black shining hair. fierce Conrad de Tegerfeld, the beautiful Countess “«Whose silken ringlet is this treasured so of Steinburg, Von Wanth, the other conspirators carefully?' asked the empress will some quick. Eschenbach and Rudolph de Balm, with a host of ness. subordinate characters who either figured in the "Yours, I suppose,' replied Albert, abstractreal events of the period, or serve to develop edly, and without looking up: Elizabeth smiled while they increase ihe interest of the story. As sadly as she placed it beside her pale and silvery may be expected from the associations connected tresses, with the above names, scenes of great interest are “No, no,' said she, 'this is black as the raven's scattered through the work, and they are constantly wing.' shifting from the valleys of the Cantons to the city “ Albert 100k the curl with a slight start, but bis and court of Vienpa, so that incident succeeds in- face was still averled and shaded by his bands, and cident, and we are imperceptibly led on from she saw not the momentary agitation which passed chapter to chapter, till the three volumes are com- over the countenance of the monarch as he gazed pleied; and a very short three volumes they ap- on this memorial of his best and earliest affections.

His present marriage, like most of the alliances of There is a scene between empress and royalty, had been entirely one of policy, and arher husband that may afford some idea of the ranged without consulting the wishes or happiness author's style.

of either ; but still he had never bad cause io re“ It was evening, and Albert had retired to his gret it; and now, as the mother of his children, the favourite apartment, gladly relinquishing for a few empress possessed a dearer claim on his heart. hours the cares of government for the enjoyment Her conduct had been uniformly gentle and conof domestic privacy. Ilis eyes, at all times weak, ciliating, and for that reason, perhaps, more in and of late more than usually troublesome, were unison with his feelings, and belier calculated 10 carefully shaded from the soft and subdued light ensure the peace of both, than a deeper or more which a small silver lamp cast over his still un- passionate attachment would have been, which wrinkled brow, and his head rested gloomily upon demanding some return, and some sacrifice of his his bands. Beside him, at the same table, sat the selfish abstraction, would have been perpetually empress Elizabeth, busily employed in turning incurring and inflicting annoyance and disappointover the contents of a small richly inlaid and ment. Whether the disposition of Elizabeth was jewelled casket. It has been beautifully said, “that not naturally of a warmer temperament, or had the eye of a woman advanced in age is like the been early subdued by circumstances, and all its epitaph on a tombstone, painfully ieminding the best energies destroyed, we have no nieans of aspasser by of what has been,' only that we would certaining; but certain it is that the habitual coldleave out the word “painfully.' Those of Elizabeth ness of her character saved her from many mortitold their own brighi tale of past loveliness; joy, fications which would have weighed beavily on one long since quenched in tears-passion subdued or of keener sensibility. The discovery of Albert's at least controlled, and the pride of the queen prior attachment 10 some unknown rival, or the merged into the gentleness of the woman. Her knowledge that his first love with all its purity and foreliead was pale and thoughtful, and her bair freshness had never been hers, but gave her litle slightly silvered by age; but her white and ex- uneasiness, except by awakening a long slumberquisitely shaped hands and arms still retained all ing echo in her own heart which she bad thouglat that roundness and symmetry which had been so was at rest for ever, And with a view of divertpraised years ago. It may be that she was a ing her thoughts from straying into such forbidden little proud of them ; for women, and even queens, and dangerous ground, she endeavoured 10 gratify have been known to be guilty of a similar weak her woman's curiosity by following up the disconess; and so she wore her dark velvet robe of very she had made. regal purple, with sleeves reaching only to the rio Was she handsome?' asked the empress elbow, where they were terminated by ruffles of abruptly. Albert looked up like one awakened the finest lace, through which ihose beautiful arms from a dream, and inquired of whom she spoke. gleamed out like snow wreaths.

Elizabeth smiled, and pointed to the bright curl

which he still continued unconsciously twisting Iler task was at length completed, and the casket around his fingers. entirely emptied of its miscellaneous contents; it " "She was most beautiful!' said the emperor, was a splendid piece of workmanship, and the in- with momentary enthusiasm. scription engraved on the lid showing it to have “' And you loved her ?' been the gift of his father, gave it additional value. "I did. But this is no tale for the ears of Elizabeth's glance, however, wandered with a woman's quickness, from the writing to a small "Nay,' replied Elizabeth with some bilterness, emerald knob, which to a casual observer might I am not authorized to call you to account for only have appeared to be one of the numerous what happened before we met. The event, liovornaments that adorned it, but which led her 10 ever, to which she referred, was of more recent suspect the existence of some secret recess, and the date. “Our affections can never be under our event proved her right, for on pressing it lightly own control, although, by severe discipline, with her finger, a portion of the inside gave way, actions may be rendered so. But tell me about and discovered a small drawer, apparently filled this lady, and why you did not marry her?'


my wife.'


my life!

"I dared not,' replied the emperor gloomily, I will come, when the innocence of her conduct and at least not legally. But I deceived her by a the pure and high motives that led to it will be false union, and thus gained a whole year of plea- recognized and rewarded. We cannot close these sure, on which to dream throughout the rest of volumes without extracting the portrait of the par

ricide John, as he was called after the assassination “You were happy tben?' said Elizabeth sadly. of the emperor, whose injustice in withholding from

". Most blest !''replied her husband, forgetting him his paternal inheritance, and cruelty in making in the excitement of the moment who was his his diminutive size, and other personal peculiarities, auditor. •And I gladly abandoned the turmoils the subject of coarse remark and unfeeling satire, and intrigues of a court lise for the luxury of loving doubilessly goaded the miserable youth to a desire and being beloved as few men I believe ever were. for vengeance, and made him the more readily Mina was a creature of passion and enthusiasm, enter into the plans of the disaffected noblemen, all confidence and trusting affection ; but she had for ridding themselves of Albert. The emperor is a spirit, from the violence of which, when anything on his way 10 join the empress at Rheinfelden, offended her, I have seen even men shrink back and pauses to dine at the castle of Baden. Duke appalled: it could not bear the slightest reproach, John of Swabia, and the rest of the conspirators, ultered ever so mildly, except indeed from me; are amongst his suite, and the last spark of relucand the consciousness of deserving, by her cre- tance in the breast of the duke is extinguished, by dulity, the shame and scorn that pursued her to not only the refusal of his claims, but the mockery the grave, destroyed her.'

of them, in the presence of the whole court; the “She is dead, then !' said the empress, breath- duke, maddened by the ill-timed insult, retires to ing more freely than she had done during his pas- his apartment and waits the coming of those nosionate eulogy.'

blemen who have sworn to assist him in the de" • Years ago,' replied Albert mournfully. Her struction of the emperor. reason gave way first, and then the broken heart, “How long they tarry,' continued John again. and wrecked brain, found shelter in the grave !' Surely they will come! They who witnessed my

“Poor girl !' said the empress compassion- shame and 'degradation cannot fear that I shall ately. "And those are all her letters; may I now shrink.' He opened the door, and strode read them?'

impatiently up and down the long marble corridor, "No,' said Albert quickly, taking them from pausing at intervals to listen, but no sound reached her hand, and casting them, together with the lock his ear. • They have deserted me!' he exclaimed of hair, into the flames. • Your feelings have at length, returning once again to his apartment, been already sufficiently outraged ; let the past be and burying his face in the silken pillows of the forgotten and forgiven.'

couch. It was ever ihus with me-curses on “Elizabeth placed her hand in his, with a cold them all!' And as he sat thus with his slight and but gentle smile, and together they sat and watched splendidly attired figure, his delicately chiselled the papers as they slowly consumed away." features, and higli, polished brow, over which the

But Mina is not dead; by a fearful retribution dark curls fell, according to the fashion of the she is made to take the place of the peasant girl times, in wild luxuriance; as the eye wandered of history, and on her lap the murdered emperor from all this to the womanly beauty of the small, breathes forth his last. There is a very stirring white, and jewelled hands, that hung down listdescription of the midnight meeting of the con- lessly by his side, the fearful deed which he was federates at Grülli or Rütli, that far-famed mea- even then contemplating seemed most strange and dow, the Runnymede of Switzerland, that is said, unnatural." even now, to be conspicuous among the surroun- But we cannot follow this scene to its close; ding woods for the intense brightness of its ver- every one knows its termination, and the fearful dure. The Duke Jolin, of Swabia, is the occasion vengeance exacted for it by the children of the of a series of misconceptions between Von Melch- murdered emperor. A thousand victims are said thal and Jacqueline, which for a time bid fair to to have expiated with their lives a crime of which destroy the affection that has from childhood sub- they were persectly innocent; and it is remarkable sisted between them, or if not the affection, a that, with the exception of Wart, who did not raise happy completion of it. In the mean time, while his hand against him, all the murderers escaped. ploughing his field near Schild, Arnold is inter- In conclusion, we refer our readers to the work rupted by a messenger sent from the bailiff San- itself for a full enjoyment of its interest, assuring denberg to seize his yoke of oxen. Enraged by them that the “ shreds and patches” we have stolen the insolence of the servant, and the injustice of from it are but imperfect specimens of its merit or the demand, he not only refuses to submit to it, its beauty. but in his anger strikes the messenger ; and then, fearing the vengeance of the tyrant, escapes over Songs And Ballads. By J. E. Carpenter. the mountains into Uri. But the revenge of Be--(Clarke & Co.)-We find this little volume as renger Von Sanderberg is not thus to be defeated, deserving of praise as it is modest in its pretenand he relorts the breaking of bis servant's finger sions. Of the hundred and eighty-four songs and by putting out the eyes of the elder Halden. Then ballads it contains, the greater number have been it is that Jacqueline, in the hope of winning back set to music by composers of acknowledged talent, the affections of Arnold, and proving the truth of and in an individual form have become not only her own, attaches herself to the blind old man, familiar, but especial favourites of ours, and of and waits with patience the time, that she feels every lover of music, blended with sweet words. Many, indeed, of the songs in the collection are elixir himself. This is the substance of the propoems in humble guise ; take, for instance, the logue ; but the first chapter of the tale opens in "Song of the blind," and many others, replete with 1830, when one who promises to be the same youth all the materials for a higher style of poetry. We makes bis reappearance, after an interval of 230 transcribe one, not in proof of this assertion-years! It will thus be seen that there is much albeit it may bear us out—but because its length promise of romantic and mystical interest in the is better adapted for our purpose than a more work; and certainly the author has never been elaborate composition :

more eloquent in description than in the portion - The CONSCRIPT Drum.

now before us, or more successful in acting upon “Hark! it is the conscript drum!

the imagination of his readers. Yet how sad and slow ihey come.

The New PuanTaSUS. By Henry Morley. Where are all the young and brave

(Sherwood.) A choice little budget of prose Who rush'd to meet them ?-ask the grave!

and verse.

“ Lisette" is a fairy tale of no ordiWhere are the bravest in the land ?

nary merit, which illustrates an unhackneyed Ask that baitle wasted band

though admirable moral. The poems are also far Ask the wreck of Moscow's fire

above the average of unpretending effusions. Ask the northern storm-king's ire !

THE ART OF MAKING VALENCIENNES LACE. Few may greet them now they come, Edited by Madame de Conde. (Parker.)-This With their solemn conscript drum.

is an instructive and interesting little book, written “ Fathers' curses-mothers' tears,

in a clear and comprehensive manner, on a new Hearths and altars wreck'd for years,

accomplishment which has lately made its appear. Not a young man at the plough

ance in the fashionable world. The accomplished These ihe scenes that greet them now;

editress, who gave lessons in the art of which she Yet the lide of blood must flow,

treats all last season, brings to bear much expeAll their strength and nerve must go

rience in this not only fascinating art, but very The last drop of the land be spilt

economical employment, since we find ladies are To garnish, or to crown her guilt.

enabled to manufacture, for amusement, beautiful Harbingers of death they come,

lace at a very trifling expense. With their solemn conscript drum."


ASSOCIATION. not our business to notice other periodicals; but Mr. Ainsworth's works of fiction are too re- What may be called a monster meeting was markable to be trammelled by the ordinary rules convened at Exeter Hall, on the 9th of October

, of editorship, and the magazine which bears his by this association. This assemblage of upwards name must, in the present case, receive the ho. of four thousand individuals consisted of persons of nours of a library book. It is true, the “Revela- | both sexes, and we believe of all ages and degrees; tions of London” only commenced in last number, and we candidly confess we do not envy any one and must continue to be published piecemeal to who could have remained an unmoved listener and the end ; but it is easy to predicate, even from a spectator, on such an occasion. The subject, howfew pages, the character of a work, by an author of ever, of the misery and injustice of the late-hour such standing and experience. Already the “Re. system has been brought forward in these pages velations" fascinate our attention, while we can more than once, and we can but remind our reahare only a dreamy guess of the nature of the com- ders of the facts with which they are already munication ; and we feel ourselves, without know- familiar, namely, that this association, assisted and ing how or why, to be under the same mystic promoted by clergymen, members of parliament, thrall in which the wedding guest was held by the and a large body of the most respectable employers, Ancient Mariner.

is formed chiefly by the most energetic and The work commences with a prologue, dated deserving of the body of Metropolitan Drapers' 1599, in which Dr. Lamb, the alchymist, is pre- Assistants—a body amounting to no smaller a sented in his study, engaged in labours well worthy number than twenty thousand—with the view of of the popular reputation he enjoyed. Here the procuring, solely through the power of moral hero appears wounded apparently to death; and influence and public opinion, the amelioration in while lying half-fainting on the ground, has an op- their condition which would result from the earlier portunity of observing the philosopher engaged in closing of shops. Not the least interesting part of ihe final part of a chemical process which is about their exertions is, that they desire to include in to result in the production of the elixir of long these benefits that, if possible, yet more afflicted life. The change in the forms of the strange class, the sem pstresses and dress-makers, as well things that fill the apartment, as they seem to un- as the servants connected with other trades; for lo dulate in the many-coloured lights of the fires, at all the evil clings, the evil of inordinate toil, which first strike him with horror; but when he learns, is proved beyond dispute to be the fruitful cause from the exclamations of the alchymist, that the of early death, and those lingering diseases which great work is accomplished, the natural daring of embitter the life they may yet spare for a few his character reawakens, and on pretence of as- years. Nor is this all, for with the cruelly jaded sisting Dr. Lamb, who is seized with mortal body, the mind must rust and corrupt; in short, spasms when about to drink, he drains off the this vast body of our youth are calling for an act

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