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qualified to sum up impartially the excellences or defects of an author than one who has been himself mixed up with him.

The causes which operate on us are so subtle, that it is utterly impossible to come in contact with men without being influenced one way or the other by this personal familiarity: and when to this is added the fact of political or religious agreement or disagreement, the author is placed under a medium which either distorts or flatters.

We are aware it may be urged by some narrow-minded persons on the other hand, that the national prejudice which is too often taken for granted, may likewise prove an obstacle in the way of an impartial judgment; but the advancing liberality of the age will render this the opinion of a very small class, and we have only noticed the possibility of such a charge, to show that it has not escaped our attention, and to state that our volume will effectually refute such a suspicion.

We presume that the right to give an opinion cannot be disputed, seeing that it is assumed and exercised by every newspaper critic in the world.

We trust to the indulgence of our readers for this egotistical statement, which has been forced from us by sundry parties connected with the American press, who have questioned our ability to form a literary opinion at all: we do not name this out of deference to that class of journalists, but chiefly as an apology for venturing to speak thus ex cathedrâ.

With this explanation, we lay our remarks on the most eminent authors of this Great Nation before our readers, reiterat

ing that, owing to our having so frequently heard their merits discussed by the most distinguished critics of England, the views expressed in this book may rather be considered the result of their deliberations than our own individual opinion.

JAMES FENIMORE FENIMORE COOPER.

MR. COOPER, who is considered by many as the head of American literature, was undoubtedly the first whose writings gave it a prominent position in the eyes of Europe, his works having been translated into several of the continental languages.

Till his time the literature of this vast Republic was rather Colonial than National; for without intending any invidious comparison, Mr. Irving must be considered more of an English classic than an American author. We are not aware of any passage in his numerous writings which an Englishman might not have thought and written; but in Mr. Cooper we have throughout the most unmistakable evidences of the Republican and the American. We are not sure but that he very unnecessarily, if not offensively, forces this upon our attention. We do not make this as a complaint against either of these distinguished writers, but merely point out the fact to the attention of our readers. With this preliminary observation we shall enter upon the consideration of Mr. Cooper's writings.

Mr. Cooper first secured his hearing with the public, by his historical novel "the Spy," the scene of which is laid in New York; this, though deficient in that more stirring incident

which distinguished some of his later works, contains some admirable scenes, and well entitled him to that respectful attention he enjoyed for many years. In this, he singularly developes the peculiarities of his nature, which are so strikingly displayed in most of his after productions. It is curious to observe how very much the ingredients of his novels resemble each other; and how very early he fell into that amplitude of execution which has been so great a drawback on his success.

Of late years, Mr. Cooper's novels remind us of Mr. Canning's illustration of Brougham's incessant advocacy of reform, which the facetious statesman said was ever brought forward as a nostrum for all evils. Was there an epidemic? try Reform in parliament, cried Mr. Brougham!-was there an earthquake it was all occasioned by the aristocracy, in refusing reform to the people! Mr. Canning said there was a parallel case in the monomania of a young village painter, of whom he had read when a boy.

He had succeeded in painting to the perfect satisfaction of Boniface, the sign of a Red Lion, which adorned a village alehouse of that name. The squire of the hamlet, anxious to encourage rising merit, sent for the youthful Raffaelle, and said that he wished him to embellish with pictures a few panels in his great oak dining-room. "Here," he observed, "is a large space over the fire hearth—what do you suggest as the best subject?" The painter put on a profound air, rubbed his chin in all the agony of cogitation-looked up at the panel—then down on the ground—and then in a very oracular tone of voice said, "My deliberate opinion is, that nothing will so well be

come that space as a very large Red Lion! what does your worship think?" The squire seemed somewhat surprised at first, but acquiesced, and at last began to think it a Red Lion very well drawn, and colored, and in an extra rampant attitude, might after all be a very striking object on entering his Hall. It would have been better had that been the family crest, but as that emblem of Heraldic distinction happened to be an owl, and as no ingenuity on the part of the painter could reasonably be expected to make a red lion altogether like a bird, why it could not be helped.

This little difficulty thus satisfactorily arranged to both patron and painter, they proceeded to the other end of the room, and there the squire put the same question as to what would be the most becoming to the opposite panel: here, however, there was some difference, as the space was much smaller. The artist now buried himself in the profoundest reverie; while he stood thus lost in abstraction, the squire said to himself, "Ah! now we shall have a subject worthy of Salvator Rosa, Murillo, and Rubens! His mind is now ransacking history and romance, for some stirring subject to astonish all my friends: I like the idea, after all, of that Red Lion for the fire hearth: there is something touchingly simple in it—a truly noble idea. The lion is the king of the forest :--a bold idea, and shows the man of original mind." He was himself aroused from his brown study by the voice of the other saying, “I have it at last;—what say you of another Red Lion-smaller than the other, but made very much redder, in order to compensate for the loss of dimensions: it will make an admirable companion picture." The squire now found that he proposed

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