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humor, it will bear repetition, and is worthy a brief, head upon the pillow, before I was in Dream-land. space in our repository of "things new and old." By a strange speed in traveling, known only to 'visIt appeared originally in an amusing article in ions of the night,' I soon found myself at Niagara, Blackwood's Magazine :

and presently, after drifting swiftly around the awful “A painter, the other day, as I am assured, in a Whirlpool,' below the Great Cataract, followed country town, made a great mistake in a character. by the swollen carcass of a cow, and two greenistic, and it was discovered by a country farmer. white human corses, with their arms extended imIt was the portrait of a lawyer, an attorney, who, ploringly toward me, as I gradually neared the roarfrom humble pretensions, had made a good deal of ing vortex, around which we were sweeping with money, and enlarged thereby his pretensions, but the speed of light. somehow or other not very much enlarged his re- “Suddenly there appeared on the opposite bank spectability. To his pretensions was added that of a cannoneer, with a big gun,'the .adamantine lips having his portrait put up in his parlor, .as large of which opened directly upon me! He applied as life.' There it is-very flashy and very true ; his match, when, horrid to relate! an illuminated one hand in his vest and the other in his breeches. shot, lighting up the Whirlpool' with an awful pocket.

glare, struck me . amidships,' and, with a ‘lurch to “It is market-day : the country clients are called port,' I went down in three thousand fathoms wa. in ; opinions are passed (the famiiy being present); ter! When I struck the bottom, I awoke, and be. and all complimentary, such as:

hold it was a dream!'"Never saw such a likeness in my life! -never, in the course of all my born days-as like him as | Most readers have heard of the celebrated George he can stare !-Well, sure enough, there he is,' Frederick Cooke, whose remarkable genius in reetc.

presenting the great characters of Shakspeare, was “But at last there was one dissentient:

not more marked than his singular eccentricities, "• 'Taint like-not very; no, 'taint,' said a heavy, and unfortunately, and especially toward the close middle-aged farmer, with rather a dry look about of his distinguished career, his habitual intemper. the corners of his mouth.

ance. "Not like ?-how not like?—where is it not like?'! The annexed most laughable occurrence, hap. asked a little toady of the lawyer.

pened at a time when he was deeply “in his cups," “• Why, don't you see,' said the man, he has got and when he was talking, in a half-maudlin way, to his hand in his breeches-pocket. It would be as a friend at whose house he had been dining: like again, if he had his hand in somebody else's “You don't know me," said Cooke-"the world pocket!'

don't know me. Many an hour that they suppose “ The family portrait was removed; especially I have wasted in drinking, I have devoted to the as, after this, many came on purpose to see it. The study of my profession--the Passions, and all their attorney was lowered a peg, and the farmer obtain. variations--their nice and imperceptible gradations. ed the reputation of a connoisseur."

You shall see me delineate the passions of the hu

man mind!" Here is a leaden messenger from the past, which The power of the whisky-punch, however, acted is certainly worth arresting. General Wooster, to in diametrical opposition to the intent of his strong whose memory a monument was not long since and flexible features, and only produced contortions erected in Danbury, Connecticut, was killed at and distortions, of which he was himself entirely Ridgefield, by an English bullet, in 1777. The unconscious. He nevertheless endeavored to illussurgeon at the Danbury hospital, where the dying trate the passions, while his friend was to guess General was brought, probed his wound, and sought them. for the bullet in vain, and the ball still remained “What's the meaning of that?-eh ?" said the in the body when it was consigned to the grave. tragedian, with a most inexplicable twist of his Seventy-seven years afterward, in 1854, when it | face. was sought to remove the remains of Wooster, the “Sir?" said the timid spectator, puzzled what to exact spot of his interment was uncertain. Digging I call it. near the place where a few aged persons supposed Cooke reiterated: “What's the meaning of that? the grave to have been, soon the skull and larger What passion does it express? Doesn't it strike bones of a man were found. Then two bunches of you at once? There—what's that ?" of matted wire were thrown out : they were the ep He to whom he appealed could only say: aulets of the dead. Next was found a portion of a “Very fine, sir ?" plume, and finally a lump of clay was tossed up, “But," persisted Cooke, “what is it?" which, on being broken by the laborer, was found He was now answered: to contain the leaden bullet. This was conclusive “Oh, I see, sir ; Anger, to be sure !" proof of the identity of the remains. The bullet “ To be sure you're a blockhead !” said Cooke, was known to be of English manufacture, from its showing him the genuine expression of what he imextraordinary size, being much larger than those puted to him before. Fear, sir-it was Fear! Now used by the Americans.

then, what is that?" How little the soldier who sent that fatal mes. “Oh, sir, that, I think, is meant for Jealousy!" senger of death imagined that it would be held up Again the “passionate" man declared that the to the gaze of a great concourse of people, and hon. guesser was wrong. ored by them as a precious relic, seventy-seven

Jealousy!” he echoed, with a withering sneer. years afterward!

“Pooh! man; that was Sympathy! You're very

dull, sir. Now I will express a passion that you Some people whom we have known, are very can't mistake. There, sir-what is that?" lond of narrating their night-mares and horrid Fearing to increase Cooke's anger by another dreams; and this person is one of them:

misconception, the young man apologized, blamed The other night, after reading an evening pa. the portion of the punch which he had swallowed, per, I retired late to rest. Scarcely had I laid my declared that it had stolen away his brains, and leti

is Love!

him unfit to judge of Cooke's representations. But, The lady was somewhat startled at the abrupt. Cooke was not in a humor to be so put off. ness of this proposition, and her first impulse was

“ Look again, sir-look again, sir!” he exclaim to hurry on to her companions ; but her dignity and ed, in a terrific voice; and then he made up a most self-possession prevailed, and she quietly turned to hideous face, compounded of malignity and the leer- the stranger, and saiding of a drunken satyr, which he insisted upon being | “This is a very serious proposal to come from guessed; and his visitor, trembling for the conse-l one whom I have never seen, and who has never quences of another mistake, hesitatingly pronounced seen me before." it to be “ Revenge !

“But I have seen your bonnet," said he," and I " Revenge !" cried Cooke, in his most tragic rage: I know you will suit me. I have money, and a good confound your stupidity! That, sir, was Love! | house at the foot of yonder hill. My wife and chil. Love, you insensible idiot! Can't you see that it dren are dead. I am all alone. If you ouilive me,

you shall have all my property. I have just got a Here he attempted the same expression, in order new grave-stone for the grave of my wife, for which to strike conviction of its truth; when a mixture of I gave twenty-six dollars! I buy all my things for comicality with the first effect so surprised the ris- the house by the quantity. You shall be well proible muscles of the young man, that he laughed out- vided for in every thing. I don't think you could right.

do better!"

The lady had seen much of the world-had held It is the custom in all parts of Scotland to send command in the fashionable circles of the Southinvitations, when a death occurs in a family, to all and “the chivalry" had bended the knee to her the neighbors to attend the funeral. On one occa- beauty and accomplishments, and the learned to the sion, a neighbor was omitted by the bereaved family, intelligence and cultivation of her mind. She had in the usual invitations, a feud having arisen be- sailed triumphant and unconquered every where, tween them. On the day of the funeral, while the and to be thus waylaid, and as it were entrapped people were assembling, the slighted “auld wife" l into matrimony, was a thing not to be thought of for stood in her door, and watched the gathering. At a moment; and so she raised her form to more than length, unable to bear up under the resentment any its usual height, and giving additional dignity to the longer, she exclaimed:

inclination of her head, she bowed “Good-by” to "Aweel, aweel! we'll hae a corpse in our ain the fishing widower, and left him to bestow him. house some day! See then who'll be invited!” self and his grave-stones upon some one else!

The following curious return was sent in to the It requires not especially “sentiment” to appre* Commissioners for the lacome Tax, sitting in ciate the lines which ensue. Feeling, deep, true London,” the verity of which may be relied on: feeling, is their characteristic; and they who look "I, A. B., declare

upon the loved and lost who have gone before, will I have but little money to spare :

feel them in their heart of hearts :"
I have
1 little house,

“THE LONG AGO.
1 little maid,

" Oh! a wonderful stream is the river TIME, 2 little boys,

As it runs through the realms of tears, 2 little trade,

With a faultless rhythm and a musical rhyme, 2 little land,

And a broader sweep, and a surge sublime,
2 little money to command;

And blends with the ocean of years.
Rather 2 little is my little all
To supply with comfort my little squall ;

“ How the winters are drifting like flakes of snow,
And 2 little to pay taxes at all.

And the suinmers like buds between,
By this you see

And the year in the shear-so they come and they go,
I have children three

On the river's breast, with its ebb and flow,
Depending on me,

As it glides in the shadow and sheen.
" A.B."

“ There is a magical Isle up the river Time,

Where the softest of airs are playing ; That was a very singular and amusing circum There's a cloudless sky and a tropical clime, stance which happened several years ago near the

And a song as sweet as a vesper chime,

And the Junes with the roses are staying. town of Northampton, Massachusetts. It will strike the ladies, we think, as an instance of Pop. "And the name of this isle is the Long Ago, ping the Question" under difficulties :

And we bury our treasures there : ies:

There are brows of beauty and bosoms of snowAs a party of pleasure were ascending Mount |

There are heaps of dust, but we loved them so! Tom a few days ago, a well-dressed man, furnished

There are trinkets and tresses or hair with fishing-tackle, accosted a lady, one of the party, who had loitered behind her companions, to enjoy “There are fragments of song that nobody sings, without interruption the beautiful scenery which

And a part of an infant's prayer; lay along the rich valley of the Connecticut.

There's a lute unswept, and a harp without strings,

There are broken vows, and pieces of rings, “Good-morning, madam," said the fisherman,

And the garments that she used to wear. touching his hat.

“There are hands that are waved when the fairy shore "Good-morning, sir," replied the lady with a dignity of manner which would have been consid- |

By the mirage is listed in air; ered perfect at the court of Queen Elizabeth.

And we sometimes hear, through the turbulent roar,

Sweet voices we heard in the days gone before, "It is a fine morning, madam," continued the

When the wind down the river is fair. gentleman. “I saw your bonnet at the foot of the

“Oh! remembered for ave be the blessed isle, hill, and I thought I should like to marry the lady

All the day of life till nightwho wore that bonnet. It struck my fancy exactly, |

When the evening comes with its beautiful smile, and I walked up here to ask you if you would like And our eyes are closing to slumber awhile, to enter that blessed state with me."

May that greenwood' or soul be in sight."

Atherton, and other Tales, is the title of a new read, only to learn more emphatically that God made volume (published by Tick nor and Fields), in which all men to be brethren, and that Christ gave as the charming Miss MITFORD brings forward the latest sum-total of his doctrines, that they should love one production of her pen, together with several shorter another. This is the end of all his reading and stories, which, though forming a portion of the con- | learning; and better by far to have learned thuge tents of one of the splendid annuals of the day, have with hard hands and swarthy brow, over the labors hitherto obtained only a limited circulation. Ath of his forge and hammer-than to have studied in erton is one of her delightful characteristic narra. easy universities, to have worn lawn and ermine, tives, in which lively delineation of character is yet to have garnered no expansive benevolence gracefully blended with fascinating descriptions of while he became a prodigy of leaming." the luxuriant and mellow scenery of the English Leather Stocking and Silk (published by Harper landscape. The circumstances under which it was and Brothers), is a tale of rural life in Virginia, re. written will give it a peculiar interest in the eyes markable for its free and natural sketching of charof her many readers, who have learned to regard her acter, and the dramatic vigor and point with which as a personal friend. About two years ago, Miss the story is developed. The hero is a gay and brillMitford, who has long been the victim of severe iant youth of Virginia, with a dash of recklessness rheumatic disease, was thrown from her little pony in his composition, who, after running through a carriage, while driving on the hard gravel road of a variety of adventures, and temporarily disappearing friend's park. Though no bones were broken by from the stage, at last returns in the character of a the accident, the jar affected her whole nervous discreet professional man, and settles down as an system, and, added to her previous sufferings by exemplary member of society. A fine contrast to rheumatism, left the limbs and body almost entirely him is presented in the person of an old hunter of crippled. The advancing summer brought her no the backwoods, who has picked up a certain homely relief, and by autumn she was unable to leave her wisdom, in the course of his long experience, and room, even with the assistance of her friends. She whose heart abounds with no less excellent qualiwas wheeled with difficulty from the bed to the fire. ties than his head. The style of this story is unside ; could not rise from her seat, or put one foot pretending but vigorous--often thrown into the form before another; and even in writing, was often of short, rapid dialogue-and always terse and ex. obliged to have the ink-glass held for her, as she was pressive. It possesses the great test of excellence, unable to raise her hand to dip the pen in the ink. that it well sustains critical examination, revealing In this state, with frequent paroxysms of pain, she new beauties, upon familiar acquaintance, that were finished the composition of Atherton. The story, not obvious to a superficial inspection. The writer however, needs no extrinsic aid to give a charm to of this work modestly conceals his name, but he its perusal. It will be widely read by Miss Mit little needs the protection of the anonymous. ford's admirers, with no drawback to their satisfac The Master's House, by LOGAN (published by T. tion, except that it is probably the last literary per. |L. M Elrath and Co.), is an original story devoted formance which she will give to the public. to the description of life on a Southern plantation.

A collection of Elihu BURRITT's miscellane. Its interest is made to depend on isolated passages ous writings, entitled, Thoughts and Things at of very considerable power, rather than on the artHome and Abroad, has been issued by Phillips, istic development of an elaborate plot. The writer, Sampson, and Co., accompanied with a memoir of we should judge, is familiar with the scenes he dethe author, by Mary Howitt. The subjects treat. scribes, and has probably obtained his knowledge ed of by Mr. Burritt in this volume relate chiefly to of them from personal experience. His sketches the various schemes of philanthropy with which his are marked by their facility and naturalness, and name is identified, and which he urges upon his are for the most part left to make their own imreaders in a tone of mild and affectionate earnest. pression on the mind of the reader, without being ness, sometimes approaching the borders of an in. I interlarded with moral or political reflections. nocent fanaticism. Several autobiographical notices A new novel, entitled Ticonderoga, by the un-useare scattered throughout the work, showing the diffi- up-able G. P. R. James, is issued by Harper and culties encountered by the writer in his pursuit of Brothers. The scene is laid in North America, knowledge, and the triumph of a devoted purpose prior to the commencement of the Revolution, and and a strenuous will over external obstacles. Mr. gives occasion to the portraiture of Indian, French, Burritt is certainly a remarkable instance of suc. and English character, in their combination and cessful self-education. He appears to be almost contrast. Mr. James's residence in this country wholly free from the overweening conceit of his appears to have furnished his pen with fresh themes, own merits, which is often the result of literary dis- / while it has taken nothing from his fertility of intinction that is not obtained in the usual routine. vention and liveliness of description. The plot of The modesty and simplicity of his character have this novel is well sustained—the style has all the not been damaged by intellectual success. Nor has author's usual brilliancy-and we think it will be his zeal for the acquisition of knowledge diverted read with no less interest than any of his former his attention from the cause of humanity. On the productions. contrary, he neglects no effort which, in his view, The Hive of the Bee Hunter, by T. B. THORPE. will contribute to social melioration. As Mrs. (Published by D. Appleton and Co.) These charHowitt justly observes, “ His many-languaged head acteristic sketches fully sustain the brilliant repuis wedded to a large and benevolent heart, every tation of the author as an effective delineator of throb of which is a sentiment of brotherhood to all American scenery and social peculiarities. The mankind. He has not read Homer and Virgil, and work stands in the very highest rank of its kind, the Sagas of the North, and the Vedas of the East, and no one who reads it will dissent from our to admire only, and to teach others to admire, the opinion. strong-handed warrior, cutting his way to glory Sir Jasper Carew is the title of a new novel by through prostrate and bleeding thousands; he has LEVER, in which the exhaustless fund of humor and pathos presented by Irish life serves to present, formation, concerning the history and geography of fresh and racy materials for his vigorous pen. The the African nations, give it a permanent value as tone of this work is less frolicsome than many of an authentic work of reference. Presenting copihis previous productions, but its animated descrip ous details explanatory of the operations of the tions of incidents in social life, and its keen touches squadron, with which he was connected by im. of good-natured satire, give it a fascinating interest, portant and responsible functions, Lieutenant Foote and can not fail to make it a favorite with all the has clearly shown its effects in checking the prevlovers of Irish stories. (Published by Harper and alence of crime, and in preparing the way for the Brothers.)

civilization of Africa. His narrative challenges The Elements of Character, by Mary G. Chan- the attention of the reader by its liveliness and perDLER. (Published by Crosby, Nichols, and Co.) spicuity, and richly rewards a careful perusal. The presence of a thoughtful and richly-cultivated Daniel Boone and the Hunters of Kentucky, by W. mind entities this work to a place among the higher H. BOGART. (Published by Miller, Orton, and productions of American female literature. We Mulligan.) The biography of this celebrated backbelieve the name of the author now comes before woodsman was a romance of sylvan life. One of the public for the first time; but her volume betrays earliest pioneers of civilization in the Great West, no signs of literary inexperience; she writes from he watched the progress of improvement till crowda full intellect; with a decided emphasis of opin- ed cities took the place of the ancient forest. Boone ion; and with the facility and boldness of a prac. was born on the Ilth of February, 1735, in Bucks ticed hand. Her themes-which relate to the forma County, Pennsylvania. At an early age he retion and development of character-are discussed moved with his parents to North Carolina. This in the light of ethics and religion; showing the sug- was in 1753 ; and from that time commenced the gestive influence of the great Swedish seer; but series of bold adventures which signalize his name. with perfect freedom from sectarian narrowness. They are succinctly related in the present volume, Indeed, the acute common sense of her remarks, with no attempt on the part of the writer to heighten and her broad and generous views of human nature, their effect by rhetorical embellishment. The tale admirably blend with the deep tone of pious senti- is full of incident, and often diversified by scenes of ment that pervades the work, and temper a certain touching pathos. It shows no small share of good dash of mysticism which might otherwise be re- taste, amidst so many temptations to exaggeration, pulsive to the taste of many readers. It is rarely that the narrative for the most part bears the stamp that female authors in this country have entered of unpretending simplicity. the sphere of essay writing. The work before us! The first Number of Harper's Gazeteer of the is a proof that success may be attained in this diffi- World, edited by J. CALVIN Smith, is issued by cult department, no less than in that of fiction, po- | Harper and Brothers. This work, which is intend. etry, and amusing sketches. We should not, howed to furnish the very latest results of geographical ever, advise any one to venture upon the experi- and statistical investigation, will be completed in ment, with a less decided tendency to reflection, or ten Numbers, embracing about eighteen hundred a less comprehensive and severe cultivation than are pages in one large octavo volume, and illustrated evinced by the present writer. Endowed with un- by a variety of maps, engraved for the publication. common natural gifts, trained in an austere school of It will embody the returns of the social, agricultural, contemplation, and enriched by profound and exqui- and industrial statistics of the people, collected in site literary studies, she has made good her claim to the late censuses of the United States and of British the lofty and grave function of an ethical writer; North America, in addition to the full and important and we sincerely hope that this volume may be the contributions to geographical science which have precursor of others with similar intent.

been made by the census returns of Mexico, the Footprints of Famous Men, lry John G. Edgar Central American States, South America, Great (published by Harper and Brothers), gives a popular Britain, and the countries of Continental Europe, view of the history of several eminent characters, as well as by numerous recent and elaborate works arranged under the heads of-Men of Action, Men upon statistics and geography, and various special of Letters, Artists, and Men of Science. Among branches of science. A work of this character is the persons whose biography is briefly related, are greatly needed for general reference. Combining a Washington, Burke, Pitti, Southey, Moore, Sir sufficient degree of fullness with a great economy Joshua Reynolds, Sir Francis Chantrey, Adam of space, it presents all the essential points of inSmith, and others. The work is primarily intended formation in a convenient and accessible form. It for juvenile reading, and is well adapted for that pur- will be carried rapidly through the press, in serial pose. It sets forth the examples of distinguished Numbers, issued on the lst and 15th of each month. excellence which it commemorates in an attractive A History of Illinois, by the late Gov. Thomas and encouraging form, with a variety of illustrations FORD. (Published by S. C. Griggs and Co., Chi. suited to make a pleasing impression on the youth- cago.) A lively, off-hand narrative, strongly tincful mind. At the same time, the accurate biograph- tured with personal and party predilections, is here ical information which it contains, together with its given of the history of Illinois, from its commence. sound and discriminating comments on eminent ment as a State, in 1818, to the year 1847. It public characters, cominends it to the attention of abounds in anecdotes of the primitive settlers, all classes of readers. It is one of those books graphic sketches of society on the frontier, and a which, on account of its condensation of facts and lucid view of the course of events. A full account its popular style, should find a place in every fam is presented of the Black Hawk War, the Alton and ily library.

Lovejoy Riots, and the career of Joseph Smith and Africa and the American Flag, by Commander his followers in Illinois. Though hardly aspiring ANDREW H. FOOTE. (Published by D. Appleton and to the character of a regular history, it affords ma. Co.) The recent discussions in Congress, with re-terials of great interest and value to the antiquarian gard to the removal of the American squadron from student and the future historian. the coast of Africa, will doubtless increase the in- Sandwich Island Notes, by a HÄOLE (published terest of this book; although its full and ample in. by Harper and Brothers), presents the impressions of an American traveler on the condition of affairs | Revolution' is the best of his works! His pictures at the Hawaiian Islands during the year 1853. He there are startling, wonderful, and highly painted; gives a lively, and apparently a truthful description his eloquence is inspiriting, and his imagery grand. of scenes that came under his own observation, il. As a social and moral Reformer, he beats the air, lustrative of the peculiar manners and customs of belonging to that humblest order of architects who the natives. The missionary operations among that are clever enough at destroying houses, but have people are frequently referred to, and, for the most | no power to set up others in their place. Yet the part, in terms of high respect. The facts related by influence of Carlyle has been great, both in Enthe author respecting the degraded state of the mass gland and America. He has forced men to think of the population, independent of the influence of the - he has appealed with irresistible power to their Gospel, are of a striking character, and furnish him better natures--given vigor and direction to their with a series of arguments in favor of the annexa. impulses, and torn the vail from quackery as often tion of the country to the United States. His book | as the evil thing has crossed his manly and indigcan not fail to attract attention, with the prevailing nant path. Sad thought that so serviceable an arın interest on the subject, and it certainly adds to our should be clogged with fetters of its own forging-stock of authentic information.

that an almost boundless capacity for good should The Poets and the Poetry of the Ancient Greeks, by be restricted by a tether of its own fashioning." ABRAHAM Mills. (Published by Phillips, Sampson, and Co.) This laborious compilation forms a The London Atheneum remarks of “ The Historuseful volume of reference for students of classical ical Portrait Gallery at Sydenham Palace." literature. It has evidently been prepared with “A certain feeling of awe creeps over the mind pains-taking diligence, and a constant and intelli- of the spectator who stays even for a few minutes gent use of the most trust-worthy authorities. to muse in these long avenues of the Pantheon Comprising the extended period from the Homeric of History.'” It then proceeds to describe the Poems to the latest writers of the New Comedy, it specific impression produced by the portraits of presents a complete survey of the development of certain eminent men both of the past and the prespoetry in ancient Greece. Numerous specimens of ent age. the poets are introduced from the versions of ap- “The ugliest of all ancient and modern great men proved English translators. A brief glance at the seem Galileo, Socrates and Pitt; Machiavelli and prose literature of Greece is given in a few supple-Calhoun coming in a good second. Galileo, like mentary lectures. It can not be denied that a cer- Socrates, has a short, thick, fleshy nose, long upper lain savor of dryness pervades the work, but this lip, and prominent cheek-bones-Socrates, not unperhaps may not interfere with its utility for pur. like a vulgar Silenus, was accustomed to say that poses of consultation

his face, in spite of the apparent contradiction, was Discourses, by ABIEL ABBOTT LIVERMORE, Cin a great argument in favor of physiognomy, for that cinnati, Ohio. (Published by Crosby, Nichols, and by nature he had all those bad passions that his Co.) In this volume we have a luminous and im- features indicated, but wisdom had taught him to pressive statement of the principles of religion, as subdue them. Pitt has a bowsprit of a nose, a pert understood by the sect of Unitarians. Most of the hook-shaped appendage, on which his enemies used discourses are of a practical aim, and, with few re- to say, 'he dangled the Opposition,' the most unpulsive doctrinal enforcements, abound with orig. promising nose that genius ever blew. Machiavelli inal and striking illustrations.

is a small, wizen, and tight-skinned looking Jesuit,

with the cold cunning ferocity of a wild-cat hidden A series of works called The Crystal Palace Li- beneath the white-floured skin of a priest. Calhoun brary, forming a guide to the different departments is a gaunt, emaciated giant, like a consumptive of the Exhibition, has been issued in London. The backwoodsman, and his angular features seem Hand-book of the Portrait Gallery has a stringent and worked by the external machinery of those whiprather amusing commentary on CARLYLE.

cord veins and that shriveled cordage of muscles “Thomas Carlyle, Writer, Critic, Philosopher, that hang like loose rigging about his hollow-eyed Essayist, Censor; the criticism acute, penetrating, visage. The great Michael Angelo, too, in spite of severe; the philosophy idol-worship; the essay- his pure aspirations and noble extraction, appears writing picturesque, striking, animated, and strong. scarcely more comely than the illustrious men here ly colored; the censorship furious, testy, useless, selected for their pre-eminence in ugliness. He if not unmeaning. Saturated with German meta. has the heavy brow, coarse, blunt, almost savage physics, full of German literature, and delighting face of a bullying stone-mason, and the protruding in the German form of expression. If Thomas cheek-bones of a Highland blacksmith, with the Carlyle would throw off his foreign affectations, perceptive faculties swelling out in a bar above his and forget himself in his labors, he would be one of deep eyes; in short, he presents the rough sketch our most instructive, useful, convincing, and ad. of the noble face which we see realized in his mirable writers ; for his heart is large, his intellect friend and contemporary, Sebastian del Piombo, strong, and both heart and intellect have long striven whose front and beard are like the Phidian Jove, to inculcate human love among men, and to build, and who might have served Buonarotti as model for upon mutual affection, high deeds and benevolent his Moses. In all the faces you may discern the aspirations. But Thomas Carlyle, pen in hand, truth of the remark, made by that acute observer and never did forget himself at any one instant of his good pious visionary Lavater, that the eyebrows of life, and never will. To use one of his own Ger- the English and the noses of the French are the manisms, he is the very incarnation of Ich.' Anchief features of their respective great men. Henry instructed author will hold the balance fairly be the Fourth, Sully, Montaigne, are all remarkable tween his subject and his reader, dealing with each for the bold broad-ridged nose, with its dilatable noswith intelligent reference to the other. Carlyle trils; and Shakspeare, Bacon, Newton, have all usually cares nothing either for his reader or his the low, full, meditative eyebrows, the very reverse subject, but swallows up both. Whatever he shows of the fantastic, high-arched, wandering ones of us, we chiefly see Thomas Carlyle. "The French Francis the First.”

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