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more happy and light-hearted. He seemed very indif- | barber I hear-so, of course, you must know the truth. ferent about political concerns, and much more anxious They tell me he is blind: now, my good man, do for to obtain victory in a game of chess, than in the game God's sake tell me if it is so-speak the truth, and you of president. No one would have supposed who saw shall be well rewarded.' him on such occasions, that he was the head of a great “Sir,' says I, 'if a blind man can write like this,' political party, anxiously and eagerly contending with pulling your note out of my pocket and showing it to a strong opposition for the great prize of the presidency. bim-'if a blind man can write such a fair round hand He betrayed no solicitude on the subject, and was even as that, then Mr. Crawford is blind.' Bless your heart, reproached with being too careless and indifferent as to I wish you could have seen how he looked-so blank the result of the contest that was going on. Many of and chap-fallen.. Yes, yes, I know he would have been his visiters were the agents of his political adversaries, glad enough could I have told him you were blind.” who came to spy out the nakedness of the land, or, in “Ha, ha, ha,” echoed Mr. C. to the barber's chuckplain words, to examine his looks, his words and actions, ling laugh—“Why so I am blind, Dickson, as far as and to report the condition of his mental and bodily concerns writing. I could not see to write a line-my health; for, such were the exaggerated rumors afloat daughter wrote that note.” concerning this important point, that it was almost im The barber in his turn looked chap-fallen and glanced possible either for friends or enemies to ascertain the at the two strangers, and then at the Secretary, a3 truth; but although Mr. Crawford knew these facts, he much as to say, “but why need you let these spies never, by word, look, or action, attempted to influence kaow as much ?” any opinion they might form. If he felt languid or But Mr. C. would as freely have let the whole world drowsy, he yielded to his feelings, whoever might be know; for in no matter, great or little, would he consent present, indifferent as to what report should be made. to deceive or mislead public opinion. His wife and some of his attached domestic friends Before we dismiss our barber, there are two other tried to
persuade him to exchange bis large easy-chair anecdotes worth relating perhaps, though one occurred for a sofa, on which he would look less like an invalid. long before, and the other after this time. After great and often repeated persuasion, he allowed Surprised at the enthusiastic regard this man in so the sofa to be substituted for the old chair. It was many instances evinced for Mr. C., a friend inquired of placed on the side of the room in which were the win- Mr. Crawford what had given rise to such an uncomdows, that the light fell on his back, and his face re mon attachment. “That is more than I can tell,” said mained in shadow—what was still worse, the curtains he—“but of my own liking for the good natured fellow, were of green silk, and gave his complexion a ghastly it occurred oddly enough. I had lost my horse, and hue. He looked at such times really ill, almost corpse was looking out for another: one day, as I was riding like, and that at the very time when his health was along Pennsylvania avenue, I met Dickson mounted on greatly improved, and his natural color almost restored. precisely such a horse as I wanted. I stopped, and He was urged by his wife and some intimate friends to calling to him, inquired whether he would part with it, allow the green curtains to be exchanged for crimson: and at what price. "To you, sir,' replied he, 'at no he laughed heartily at what he called female artifices, price.' 'How so, friend?" said I—'why not to me? and said he could not consent to play the coquette even Have I ever done you any harm?' 'No, sir,' he anto win the favor of his mistress-the public. So that, swered, “you have never done me any harm; but you through all this eventful winter, he looked in much have done your country great harm by the vote you worse health than he really was, and even some of his yesterday gave in the Senate, and if you were to lay most zealous partisans began to fear he was incapaci- down your whole fortune, you should not have my horse.' tated by disease for the presidency.
“Well done, my brave fellow,' said I, holding out This controversy about the sofa and green silk cur- my hand to him; 'I wish every man was as honest as tain, took place in his city residence the ensuing winter, you, and happy, thrice happy would our country be.' and here, is as much out of time, as the sofa and silk From that day I employed him as my barber, and we curtain would be out of place in the rustic dwelling he have ever since been as good friends as honest freemen now inhabited, where his old chair was more in keep- can be.” ing with the rest of the furniture. But an incident did A day or two before Mr. Crawford's final departure occur at this time, which evinces, even more plainly, from Washington, as he was sitting with his family, Mr. Crawford's aversion to every disguise or conceal- the servant said, “Mr. Dickison was in the hall, and ment. As he did not desire the daily attendance of his wished to know if he might come in.” “Certainly," hair-dresser, when wanted, he was sent for. One morn- replied Mr. C. He was accordingly shown in. He was ing when he came, two strange gentlemen were with dressed in his Sunday clothes, and evidently came to Mr. Crawford, who, as they had neither acquaintance pay a visit, and not on business. He did not approach, or business with the Secretary, it was presumed came but stood at the door, twirling his hat in his hand, not on a visit of observation. Dickson was a good humored embarrassed so much as he was agitated, and quite at talkative man, who, having for more than twenty years a loss to speak-a rare thing with our facetious barber. been chief barber to the whole of Congress, was quite " Take a chair, take a chair," said Mr. Crawford, pointa privileged sort of person, and for the sake of his ing to one near him. The good fellow obeyed, looked amusing gossip, had been indulged by his emlpoyers up with eyes full of tears, but for some moments could in more than usual communicativeness and familiarity. not speak'; at last he said, “They tell me, sir, we are
“What do you think, sir?" said he to Mr. Crawford. soon to lose you." "It is true," said Mr. C. “I am “Yesterday a strange gentleman from New York came going home. Another pause." "I am heartily sorry to me—Dickson,' says he, ‘you are Mr. Crawford's to hear it,” said Dickson, at last; "every one that
knows you is heartily sorry. It's a long while, sir, I was absolute enjoyment; and never would he allow, since you've been home, and so, sir, I was thinking that unrestricted liberty, made spoiled children, but on your garden might be out o' sorts, and as you love the contrary maintained that the best characters—the gardening so much, it is a pity it should be so. Your best tempers, were thus formed. Where the parent's people at home may not have saved you good seeds; presence produced no restraint, there was no temptaand you know, sir, I am extraordinary particular in tion for falsehood, dishonesty, disguise. Where a pasaving the best seed in my garden. I have put up a rent's presence promoted sport and gladness, there was parcel of the finest sorts, and if you will not be affront- no inducement for children to go from home in search ed, should like to leave them with you. Will you ac- of amusement, and at home they were secure from vicept them, sir ?” “Willingly, and thank you too, cious habits, or vicious examples. On such principles Dickson," replied Mr. Crawford. On this the honest did he live with his family, and never was father blest barber's face brightened, and he handed the parcel to with fonder children. The eldest was his confidential Mr. C. saying, "would to the Lord I had as many votes friend, his most agreeable companion while in health, to give; they should all have been given as freely for his able assistant and devoted nurse during his long you, sir." Then turning to Mrs. Crawford, and look protracted sickness and confinement. Foreign courts ing at the children, he continued, “and with your good and public life had not in the slightest degree changed leave, ma'am, I should like to cut the young gentle the simplicity of his manners or habits. A stranger, men's hair once again before they go.” After his wish one afternoon, in going to visit him, was directed by was complied with, and he had nothing more to do by the servants to an adjoining field ; (the house in which which he might lengthen his visit and evince his grate- he resided in Washington, at that time, was on the skirts ful feelings, he turned, and looked first at one, then at of the city, and surrounded by fields) thither he went, another, then at Mr. Crawford, with great emotion, and seeing a tall, robust man, with a handkerchief tied and eyes full of tears, and seemed to be studying for round his head, and an apron round his waist, in which some other mode of expressing his affection, but could he carried the oats he was sowing, he approached and find none; so, slowly rising from his chair, and ap- inquired for the Secretary. “I am he,” replied the approaching Mr. Crawford, who held out his hand to parent farmer; and perceiving the surprised look of the him, he seized it, and while he held it pressed between stranger, he added, "I was born a ploughman, sir." both his, he exclaimed, "God bless you, sir-God bless On his return from France, his country neighbors for you!" and, unable to say more, he turned, and shook many miles round collected at the county court in hands with the rest of the family, and wiping his eyes greater numbers than usual, to see the minister as they with the back of his hand, bowed low and hurried out called him, and were calculating on the changes which of the room.
his residence with kings, and queens, and emperors, “What warm hearts the Irish have,” said Mr. Craw. and nobles, must have produced. “Depend on it," ford, as he twinkled away the tear which had started said one," he will be dressed in all his furbelows." to his eye.
“Oh yes,” said another, “he'll certainly show off that The autumn this year, bright and glorious as it ever embroidered velvet coat we heard he wore."
“ You is, seemed to Mr. Crawford, as he once observed, when need never expect to see him the same plain honest sitting in his piazza, more so than he had known it for man he left us. He will hold his head too high to look many, many years—he felt, though he did not desig- at us," added another. While they were thus discussnate the reason. Instead of being shut up in his office, ing the matter, the one-horse-chaise, or sulky as it was and annoyed by the turmoil and labor attending his called, turned the corner of the building, and out jumpstation, he was tranquilly enjoying the beauty and ed Mr. Crawford, in his old straw hat and homespun quietude of nature, with unceremonious visitants, suf-suit of clothes. Cordially did he greet his neighbors, ficient to amuse and vary his simple domestic life. He who, if the truth must be told, were a little disappointlived in the very bosom of affection. His only weak. ed; and their pride would have been more gratified, ness was too unbounded an indulgence of his children. though they could not have been as well pleased, had He was their companion—their playmate-their instruc- he come to them in his ministerial splendor. tor. It had always been his habit to rise with the sun;
Yet, plain and simple as he was on some occasions, and when the season allowed, to work for an hour or when he did enter a drawing-room, no one would have iwo in his garden, then return to the house, and until suspected—such was the ease and dignity of his manbreakfast time, or for an hour afterwards, to give lessons ner—that he had not been born and bred in courts. to his children. Again, in the afternoons of summer He was not then the tall robust farmer, but the lofty the pleasing task was renewed, and when the heat of and imposing gentleman. day was over, to sally forth with his whole flock of It was during this fine autumn weather, late in Octo. younglings to the garden. Each of the boys had a ber I believe, that Lafayette arrived in Washington, separate plot, which they tended under his direction. an event of the most stirring and lively interest, in What emulation, what anxiety to excel the produce of which every class of our citizens, even the slaves, partheir father's garden, to show finer radishes or pepper ticipated; bond and free, high and low, eagerly crowdgrass, believing as they did, it was their skill and not ing to catch a glimpse of the friend of America—of the their father's, by which they were produced. Mrs. hero who had fought for her liberties. Mr. Crawford, Crawford and her daughters often joined the merry though still an invalid, and for more than a year an group, and lent their assistance. To see Mr. Crawford absentee from drawing-rooms, joined the other memthus occupied, was to see him in his happiest mood.bers of the cabinet in the public reception given LafayThe mischievous tricks, activity, and boisterous mirth ette by the President. which would have annoyed even most parents, to him
(To be Concluded in our next.]
rant, a Monsieur Potier, from Languedoc (or, as he THE TURQUOISE BRACELET, called it, Long-uedoc) now made his appearance in
Aladdin's enchanted ring, as the group might be called Or, “ Diner à L'Etranger."
around the fair lady, and, after inclining his tall figure A PAGE FROM "LIFE IN GOTHAM."
and grave Socratic head for some time in mute wonder
at the brilliant object before him, his shadow falling on “ Mon cher ami, je suis ravi de rous voir !" "Well, her like the adumbratio of Saturn on Venus, broke the you may be, my dear Colonel,” replied the Signor Mala- ice in monosyllabic French, thus: “Lovely bracelet, cervella, his friend from Naples—"for I was on the Madame-Cadeau Madanie je suppose, envoyé par quelpoint of sending you mes excuses, owing to this mal à que prince ?! “Non Monsieur Poitier—'lis not from la téte, which I assure you, foi d'honnête homme, is al- prince-mais un sourenir, which I had from Monmost insupportable. But you, and your charming lady, sieur le Comte de ......." "Que c'est superbe! Magnifiare irresistible-so, Ecco mi! in casa vostra." Thus que !” exclaimed Signor Malacervella, the Italian genpassed on a lively dialogue, purposely couched in bro- tleman with the headache—“Mi ricordo d'un beau chaken Italian, French and English, partly for merriment, teau qu'il y a sur les bords du Seine près du Havre.” and partly as a sort of mutual accommodation to the “C'est precisement ce que vous dites,” responded Colonel melange of all nations present, when Madame entered San François-"C'est le méme ; Monsieur le Comte est in all her glory and dazzling beauty. With winning grand admirateur de ma femme.” “Que c'est beau ! que grace and smile she bowed in her loveliest manner, and c'est charmant ce chateaû,” quickly reiterated Madame, each, in turn, was presented to her; after which she re- hoping vainly to divert the too searching scrutiny of clined, with inexpressible nonchalance, on the cushions gazing eyes and intrusive digits upon the exquisite lurof the sofa. “ Divine enchantress!" said Mr. Von quoise and chasings of the bracelet—or rather endeaBelsinghammer, a young German, whose natural enthu- voring to transfer this admiration from her own fairy siasm burst out into a flame on looking upon his fair arm and tapering fingers, that gave lustre and value to young country woman—"Thou sweet Bavarian rose set the ornaments, to the splendid castle of the noble donor, in a coronet of pearls! It would be robbing beauty of whose turrets and battlements tower in such beauty her empire, not to decorate ever thus her throne en- over the margin of the river mentioned. But these ef. shrined upon those raven tresses and that snow-white forts were fruitless, as were those that the erudition of forehead, that “ Arretez-vous je vous prie-Je Signor Malacervella superadded, in using every possivous en prie, Monsieur Belsinghammer,” cried out Ma- ble stratagem to obtain the floor, and draw the attention dame, who often ennuyée with the extravaganza of this of the audience to his rather diffuse display of antiquagentleman, was determined to cut him short, and give rian lore, on the memorable localities of the river Seine, other admirers and older friends a chance. “He could the ruins of Jumieges, the wonders of Rouen, feats of not have exhausted,” said the Chevalier d'Avis, a French William the Conqueror, etc. By this tiine the turquoise gentleman of Portuguese origin, who, not less infatuated and the rich bracelet had been pretty much exhausted than his predecessor, now took up the thread~"He and used up by sundry learned disquisitions and erucould not have exhausted a theme, in itself inexhausti- dite theories and speculations, touching the qualities of ble, even though his praises were lavished more pro- precious gems and of Guinea gold--all of which it was fusely than ‘autumnal leaves that strew the vale in apparent to "a looker-on in Venice," as the Signor said Vallambrosa.' Those gazelle eyes of dark chataigne ! to Belsinghạmmer that he was, was only done to gain those teeth—and lips! that bust, and arm, and hand so time, and to find a plausible pretext for prolonging the white—so peerless! and the thousand other indescriba. opportunity of luxuriating in the "incense-breathing" ble charms, which the idol of him, and of us all, pos- atmosphere of the Goddess," at whose altar they were sesses in all unbounded infinity of her incomparable kneeling. “You 'a looker-on in Venice!” said Belloveliness!" Belsinghammer was completely dum-singhammer gruffly to the Signor—"rather say 'a founded by this burst of eloquence, and knocked in looker-on' upon Venus.” “Bravo! I owe you one," the back ground-his clatter hushed-his bell-metal said Malacervella. There seemed to be no prospect of cracked-in fact "a gone'coon"—a diving-bell. The a termination to this most deeply interesting inquiry, Chevalier had decidedly made a good hit-and he was until the annals of metallurgy, numismatics, and alchemore "au fait" in these matters, as the Moorish blood my, should be thoroughly ransacked, from the days of perhaps he had in him, gave an oriental luxuriousness Paracelsus to Sir Humphrey Davy. To the delight of to his views of the female character. By this time all, however, little Sigismond, at this moment, came Belsinghammer had made good his retreat, and retired running up to the sofa, with the welcome sounds of to a remote corner of the room, where, ensconced upon “Mamma! Le diner est tout pres"-when, forthwith, an ottoman, he was discussing with Monsieur le Colo- Monsieur Potier's gaunt-like figure slowly unfolded it. nel “San François," as he always called our host, the self, like the coils of the sea-serpent, and stood erect, principles of dragoon tactics, the costume of the lanciers soaring above and leaning over the astral and mantel. and gens d'armes a la chasse, and the number of tumbrils, “How like the tower at Pisa !" quietly murmured howitzers, and caissons, captured at the battle of Boro- Malacervella. “Yes," said Belsinghammer, “it will dino-going over in fact with the Colonel, who was a give those smaller fry ocular demonstration, or more if vieux soldat de L'Empire, the whole of Napoleon's cam-wanted, that his giant stature can talk in mute thunder, paigns in Egypt, Italy, and Russia, and interspersing though his diplomatic tongue be as silent as the grave; these military reminiscences with divers sapient reflec. and teach them, moreover, that however latitudinarian tions on civil engineering, the rail-roads from the may be their visionary hopes, that they can eclipse him Danube and Dnieper, etc. A new and imposing aspi- by their parade of foreign lingoes, it will be a dangerous
thing to measure weapons with one of his longilude, | In fact, he exhibited as intense delight as would be unless they possessed courage a little more adapted to produced by an ear of corn upon the eyes of a shad. the taste and spirit of the times than they seem to have." shaped pig, that had been starving on acorns upon the The truth is, to make a long enordium short, Mon- banks of the Muskingum. The peculiar object of the sieur Potier peremptorily took possession of the “ En- young German's bitterness and spite, appeared to be cantadora,” as Malacervella called the beautiful Perihis vis-a-vis, Dr. Schenter, as he called him, of the before us—and placing her sans ceremonie under his arm, army, who though a most affable companion, and a cavalierly marched off as he turned a savage look be- genteel pattern of a man to the full extent of his dihind him, and proceeded on his way to the Salon à mensions, presented, it is true, a frame somewhat less Manger with as much assurance and sang froid as Don herculean and expanded than that impersonation of a Whiskerando Fusboton carried off the books and library wind-mill, to wit, the Signor Potier. Nevertheless, the of poor Don Quixote-and what is more, with the same Doctor, like most others of his rather circumscribed regular-bred confidence, curvetting his neck up as he periphery, was not to be trampled upon with impunity, went like a proud steed, seated himself down alongside by any long-sided asteroid that glided across his orbit, of the bewitching beauty he was guarding at the head so that all Von Belsinghammer's snarling attempts at of the table, where amidst a profusion of luscious dishes wit were returned back to him in full coin and double and delicious wines from Dinde aux Truffes and Patés measure across the table. “Ah!” said Von B. in his Foie d'oie de Strasbourg to Clos Vaugeot of the finest vin- broken French—"Misery loves company-Nous y somtage, shone out the sparkling of wit, the poetry of im- mes mal-placès Monsieur Senetare—Regardez mon amipassioned love, the sublimity of eloquence, the fire of L'Enchantresse a l'aulre extremité du ciel et le Dieu au chivalry, each rendered tenfold more brilliant by the centre-vaut mieux un Senateur que Cupid.” Et vous emulation with which each desired to shine, as he hoped à l'Enfer,” retorted the Doctor in a double thrust.to catch a glance or win a smile from the divinity which “Appunto! Staccato! Bellissimo!” cried out the compresided over this delightful re-union. Of course, "the pany with one voice. Whereupon the loquacious observed of all observers,” after the lady herself, were countryman of Goëthe, with his multitudinous powers Monsieur Potier and the Chevalier D'Avis, which latter, of speech, and to give the devil his due, well stored by some deep laid plan, or collusion with his friend and brilliant mind, again hung up the clapper of his Potier, contrived to obtain the honor of the chair that garrulous propensities for another half hour. The flanked the left of Madame—and thus these two gen- truth is, the Signor Malacervella, who was à cote de tlemen, as it were monopolizing the lady, excited the Belsinghammer, was at this time seized with an awful keenest feelings of envy on the part of the other guests, spirit of dullness, which came over him like a thunder who by this piece of strategy had been thrown to the cloud, passing between the bright star of his admiraimmeasurable distance of some three or four feet from tion and his delighted vision. The mal di testa had the point of all attraction, which seemed to them an augmented to an almost excruciating agony, and his abyss more interminable and impassable than the re- disposition naturally none of the most saccharine was gions of illimitable space! The consequence was, that now a little acidulated by the appalling prospect of there was considerable sharp-shooting between the dis- being soon irrevocably doomed to tak French leave of appointed and ejected, and Messieurs Potier and D'Avis, a groupe so entirely suited to his taste. So Mr. Von who, as the chosen favorites of the golden prize, were Belsinghammer, when he began to "flare up” again, of course the willing victims of repeated assaults, which tuned his pipes to another pitch, and with a wicked they rebutted with ineffable composure, seasoned at spirit of malignity, more fiend-like than the demons of times, however, with some acerbity of repartee when Faust, let the hammer of his ill-humor fall with terrific goaded rather hard. Their imperturbable stoicism to- vengeance upon the already tormented cranium of the wards their vanquished opponents was, however, as im- poor dejected Signor. “Pauvre Malheureux Signor !" penetrable and immoveable as the sullen resolution of exclaimed, in a tone of touching pathos, the voice of the three-headed Cerberus that guarded the lovely the beautiful lady, descending like delicious music upon Proserpine for the inexorable Pluto, and they cast in the ear of the persecuted Signor, more soothing than dignantly back the thunderbolts that were hurled upon those celestial warblings, which from Juno's lips awaked them with no less dexterity and precision than Oceola Argus from his dreams. 'Mon cher ami-mio bravo and Micanopy repelled the bullets of General Jessup. Signore, qu'est ce donc, que vous afflige? Ah! comme j'ai “ All I have to say is, gentlemen,” said the chevalier, pitié de vous!" she feelingly said, “ Cette douleur atroce ! "let those laugh who win.” “ Oui,” muttered Potier. cela vous abime~nous allons élre privé de votre aimable "Not so fast," called out Signor Malacervella. “Je ne societè” “Attendez um moment, Madame,” said Belsingsuis pas D'Avis de vous," punning upon the chevalier's hammer, “soyey tranquille-n'ayez pas peur-il reprendra name-and as to Monsieur Potier or Portere, I'm glad tout à l'heure—il n'a pas encore mangé des petits Poix.” to see the icebergs upon his stereotyped features be- A general murmur of approbation here broke out at ginning to melt and effervesce under the potent beams the expense of the Signor, who, it was familiarly known, of beauty, in whose effulgence he is basking. I never notwithstanding his maccaroni propensities, had an esthought before any thing could cut through the frozen pecial liking to the petits Poir, as imported to us from regions of his philosophy.” It must be understood the Paris restaurateurs. “C'est à dire Petits poix Suthat this sentence threw Mynheer Von Belsingham-crès, au cuille on aux perdrir--n'est ce pas vrais mon bon mer into perfect ecstacies, and his flaxen tresses knot- ami !" added Colonel San François, to make the joke ted à la Brutus into ten thousand Medusa ringlets- hit better. “Oui Monsieur,” (said the Signor)“ roi avete for once elongated themselves with inward pleasure ragione--mi piace volre complaisance—mais caro- sicurainto the mould-candle shape of an Esquimaux Indian. I mente-Senzallro--vi prego-soyey conraineu, c'est une
verité. Colonel, you will find the green pea a delicious |tion, which will at once vindicate all contributors, past, present dish, and you will be d'accord and direz avec mois donnez- and future, whose suggestions of words or phrases may abide
the test we shall propose. moi Des petits Poix! But never, sur aucune consideration,
We will say then that the English language consists actually tachez de me convaincre, que Mr. Belsinghammer est un of all the words found in our dictionaries, and in all our stanhomme de grand Poids !!” Bravo! Bravo! Bravissimo! dard authors, and, potentially, of such other words as necessity rung round the vaulted chamber with the reverberating or convenience may suggest the use of, and in the formation of tones of a cathedral bell. “Ah! mon cher Monseigneur !" which certain conditions are observed. It might savor of pe
danıry to specify these ; and we are not sure that we could specify sang again the syren voice of Madame,“ vous monterez them all. But a few examples will illustrate our meaning. au ciel un autre Phénix, après avoir mangé de petits poix.”
The adjective indicates a quality, which it predicates of the The enchanted lips that uttered this repartee redeemed noun substantive. Now this quality has, or ought to have, a the sarcasm with which it was barbed, and like Hya. name. Sometimes that name is made the root of the adjective, cinth, when his purple blood flowed out from the wound and sometimes is derived from it. Now we do not scruple to say
that if there be an adjective and no noun expressive of the quainflicted by his dearest friend, the enamored enthusiast lity which that adjective predicates of its adjunct noun, it is lawupon whose devoted head the javelin plunged, had only ful to make such a one. If we had no such word in any book as strength to murmur as he was borne out of the room “badness,” the use of the word would be perfectly proper. " Oui mon ange-je meurs volontiers-Je suis sur que je Again, it may happen, that although there is a noun expressive monterai au ciel, et que je serais changè en Phénix quand of the generic quality predicated by an adjective derived from it,
any modification of that quality were found unprovided with j'aurais le bonheur suprème d'être assis à coté de Venus." its appropriate word, it would be quite right to form one from the
adjective. Thus, if we had bulthe word "joy” belonging to the whole family of gladness, the formation of “joy-ous” and
“joyous-ness" would be as legitimate as the use of the generic TO OUR READERS.
In the exercise of this privilege we will suggest one rule which “REVIEW OF PRESIDENT DEW'S ADDRESS." is sometimes overlooked, and produces results unpleasant to the
classical taste. It is this-that whe:her the radical which it is We received with gratitude, and published with pleasure and proposed to expand into a new word is of Saxon or of Latin oriapprobation, the article, the name of which is prefixed to this. gin, the increment which is supplied should be chosen in confor. We admired the chaste style, the classic taste and the gentle mity to the genius of the language from which the word is de. manly spirit that characterize it. But we do not assent to all its rived. If this rule be uniformly observed, the innovator may doctrines, nor concur in its criticisms. Yet we gladly surren- rest assured that the new word thus grafted on the old stock of dered, for the time, our chair of office, to a writer so well quali. the language will incorporate with it, and become a part of it. fied to fill it. He has acquitted himself well; but in resuming Thus, if we suppose that we had no word to express “ badness" our function we feel it our duty to mark an error or two in his in any of its modes, we should adopt that word, and also "uick. performance. He will know us to be incapable of departing from edness,” thus adding the Saxon increment“ ness' to the adjec. the example of candid courtesy which he has set us, and will take tive. But we should not say “malevolentness,” but “ maletoour censures in the same spirit in which his own were conceived. lence,” according to the Latin formula.
His criticisms are addressed first to the style, and then to the To come nearer to the point in controversy: We maintain malier of his author. We shall take him up in the same order; that, us a general rule, it is lawful to use most nouns verbally, and in doing this we are happy to say that to his style we hawe inaking little and often no change in their form. Hence, if the nothing to object. It is clear, simple, chaste and graceful. The word “based,” which is used as a participle, were not to be author of that review can ask no higher praise than this. It will found in any book on earth, such use would be perfectly legiti. certainly satisfy all his canons of criticism in regard to mere mate. We would say the same of the verb to “ ornament.” It style. Il satisfies ours too. We might say more (though not happens that both these words, which are condemned as barba. truly), which might sound like praise to some, but in his, and in risms by the reviewer, are found in Webster; as well as the our estimation, it would not be praise.
word “ incipiency,” which he also condemns. But we lay much But we feel ourselves bound to throw our Ægis over Mr. Dew; less stress on this authority than on the principle we have stated. and though in doing this we may leave bare the lieel of Achilles, Why should not such words be used? Can their meaning be yet we doubt not lo screen him securely from any shaft which mistaken? Is not their formation ip perfect harmony with the may be aimed at the head or the heart. We therefore at once rules and genius of the language? Have they not unequivocal avow that there are some inaccuracies of style which we shall not marks of legitimacy, whether born yesterday or an hundred attempt to defend. What these are will be understood by referring years ago? to the review. It is needless to specify them. They will be distio We would beg the reviewer 10 task his black-letter lore, and find guished by not being made the subject of any remarks by us. us in any ancient author the word “leash” used as a verdi.
We entirely agree with the reviewer that the usage of good What authority had Shakspeare for making it participle, in writers is the only standard by which the English language is to that magnificent passage with sihich all his readers are familiar? be ascertained. But we perhaps differ from him in the manner Shall we join with Green and his other censors in condemping of applying this standaril. Our language is the subject of con him too as a licentious innovator? Use was as much the jus tinual accretion, and from age to age (indeed from year to year) and norma loquendi in his day as now. But Shakspeare used a is enriched by the addition of new words and new idioms. To freedom as pardonable, and as much practiced now as thenthe authors of these we are certainly deeply indebted, and we Hane roniam damus petimusque vicissim. * shall continue to incur fresh debis, as often as any one shall con In these remarks it will be seen thet it is hardly any part of tribute to our facilities of giving clearness, force, piquancy and our object to vindicate Mr. Dew. Webster bas all the words grace to expression of our thoughts. But how can these valua excepied 10 but "pervasive." That word is a desideratum. It ble contributions go on, if they who offer them are considered as is a legitimate formation which expresses in a state of rest the forfeiting, by the very act, their place among those good writers quality which “ pervading” exhibits in action. If it is not Enwhose compositions are to be taken as standards of language? glish, it deserves to be, and will be. The first use of it by : The effect of this must be to stop all farther improvement. But good writer naturalizes it de facto. does the language admil of none! Say that it does not. What We were edified and pleased with the reviewer's critique on then? There was a time when it did; and the law of language the quotation from Virgil. His rule is true as a general rule. was the same then as now. How happens it then that so much But he errs in denying any exceptions to his maxim, that the has been added in it, in defiance of this supposed law, and that quotation should be used in the exact sense of the original pas. they who have furnished the additions have been honored and rewarded; while such as, at this day, follow their example, are * We remember seeing the use of the word " notice” as a rerð to be censured?
severely criticised by Gifford in the Quarterly. Yet he himself With due submission we will venture a solution of this ques. thus uses the same word in the same work.