'I had intended to write more fully upon this very vexatious subject, but as the ladies are waiting for me to attend a revival at the Tabernacle this evening, you must allow me to subscribe myself, 'Yours, truly mortified, FEARLESS in the discharge of our duties to the public, as an ‘able editor,' we have no hesitation in following the example of all able editors, and give to our readers whatever we think will be considered as a fair part of their money's worth. It is very odd that our sensitive correspondent, so keenly alive to the sufferings of his friend, the talented but lacerated financier of Bleecker-street, does not see that the same sympathy which he insists upon would equally apply to the persons abroad, whose letters he has 'so unwarrantably' made public. This, however, is in the true spirit of the age, which is so remarkably obtuse to that proverbial fact in natural history, that the same sauce which suits the female gander is equally adapted to the male goose. TO THOMAS LETTER SECOND. CARLYLE, ESQUIRE, LO N D ON. HEREWITH a box, a fragrant casket, goes, And oh how difficult each London wight Finds the more Christian duty-not to write; But would you force the fellow's mettle forth, Hence this poor land so scribbled o'er has been, With memorandums of his mutton oft, Ye reverend gods, who guard the household flame, What dire subversion of your sway divine * Quitting his burrow on the 'Ampstead road, Is it in rivers and in rocks to find Some new sensation for a barren mind? To mark how Albion's little nook has grown To kiss the limits of the roasted zone? From kindred manners, doctrines, men, and sects To learn a lesson of their own defects? Or with rapt eye on cataracts to look? No, their sole passion is to spawn a book. The sturgeons pour pell-mella mighty muss! t The slimy bottom with whole heaps of roe; Ere yet my glance anatomized aright Says father Dante, in sarcastic strain; And in my book-learned ignorance I quoted With what fierce air, how lion-like a swell, See New-York Police Reports. Moss. We had always taken this word, so common in New-York, to be pure and choice Manhattanese, and thought our cockney fr.end was at fault; but ou looking up the authorities, we find that one SHAKSPERE, a person of quondam reputation, has used the same word in the same way. 1'Or fu mai Gente si vana come la Sanese?'-DANTE. A modest line borrowed from Doctor JOHNSON's 'Irene.' ED. KNICKERBOOKER. Now wiser grown, I recognize each ass In Astor's mansion, where the rich resort, Where foreign blades receive their morning's whet, There from the throng it pleases me at times To pick out subjects for a few odd rhymes. And who could guess, amid this cloud of smoke, Some in their veins a dash patrician boast— Them Stulz has banished from their natal coast: Here sits a lecturer, bearing in his mien More glories than he bought at Aberdeen. These are tragedians wandering stars- -and those Some little nobodies no body knows, Manchester men, deep read in calicoes. Thomas, your soul abominates a quack, Great, small, high, low- the universal pack. Wherein to study and detest the race. But O, consider in a land like this, Which owns but one distinction, aim, and bliss; One only difference, by all confessed, Betwixt earth's vilest offspring and her best; One sole ambition for the young and old, Divine, omnipotent, eternal gold; Where genius, goodness, head and heart are weighed By the false balance of delusive Trade, How small, how impotent is Truth's defence Against the strides of that arch-fiend, Pretence, The time's worst poison, blight, and pestilence! Its full allowance of success will buy. No sanctity of station, age, or name, No matter in what sphere the scoundrel shine, Come, then, ye mountebanks of all degrees, Sure each may constitute himself a college, Amid its hallowed columns once enshrined, 'Good heavens!' methinks I hear my Thomas cry, You view the beautiful, primeval shore Where first-born forests guard the torrent's roar. Mid all that's fair, and excellent, and grand, Nothing more worthy of a poet's pen Than sots and rogues and bastard Englishmen?' In the dull echoes of a tavern-bell; My inspiration is not born of rocks, Nor meads, nor mountains white with snowy flocks; To tap the bump ideal of my brow; Mine ears are thrilled not by Niagara's noise, In rhymeful mood as undisturbed I stray, Seems whispering fragrantly of home and thee; The fire-fly's flash, the night-hawk's whistling scream, Or katydid, complaining in the dark, Or other sound unheard in Regent's Park. For wheresoe'er by night or noon I tread, Thought guides me still, like Ariadne's thread, Through shops and crowds and placard-pasted walls VOL. XXII. MEMORIALS. WHO that surveys this span of earth we press, 9 T. W. P. LITERARY NOTICES. TRAVELS IN EGYPT, ARABIA PETREA, AND THE HOLY LAND. By Rev. STEPHEN OLIN, D. D., President of the Wesleyan University. With twelve Illustrations, on Steel. New-York: HARPER AND BROTHERS. THE descriptions of the Eastern hemisphere, by enlightened American travellers, are the richest contributions to our native literature; and especially the pictures of Western Asia and Egypt, with which the constant perusal of the Bible has already made us familiar. Hence, the principle declared by Dr. OLIN in his preface is undeniable: 'An unexceptionable book of oriental travels is a commentary upon the Bible, whose divine teachings derive from no other source illustrations so pleasing, so popular, and so effective. This statement is true, not only of the erudite researches made expressly to elucidate the apparent difficulties in the sacred volume, but also of the unpretending notices of the visiter who merely records the objects as they passed before his eyes, and the actual impressions derived from the scenes as he surveyed them. From the first publication of that pioneer work,' Harmer's Observations,' through all its successors of the same character, the result has been identical; the evidence has been progressively cumulative, to verify the infallible accuracy of the historical details connected with the scriptural archæology; and to American citizens probably the illustrations of antiquity, especially of Palestine, Egypt, and the intermediate Deserts, are the most acceptable; because our native travellers have none of the prejudices and prepossessions with which almost all the European monarchists, and especially those of Britain, are trammelled; and the anti-Asiatic citizens of this republic inspect the 'modern antiques' of the old countries through a medium of original freshness and simplicity, which give to their narrative a peculiar naïveté and vividness, evidently distinguished from the impressions on the minds of Europeans. The correctness of this position is obvious on all the pages of Dr. OLIN's interesting volumes; and while he has expressly and designedly excluded all exhibitions of 'critical, philological, and antiquarian learning,' he has yet given us a work which, instead of satiating the desire to know the character of Egypt, Arabia Petrea, and the Holy Land, produces an earnest solicitude for a more extensive and profound acquaintance with those countries, with which all our loftiest mental and devout associations are inseparably conjoined. It is not an easy task to specify any particular passages which require distinct notice, in volumes where all is so excellently adapted to interest and edify; but we may remark that Dr. OLIN's disquisition on MOHAMMED ALI is the best article that we have seen on that topic. Every pure sensibility of the heart is awakened, as we peruse the writer's transcript of his emotions and reminiscences while roaming along the Red Sea; as he read the decalogue on Mount Sinai; studied the prophecies concerning Edom at Petra ; contemplated the cave in the field of Macphelah;' chanted the songs of DAVID at Bethlehem; surveyed the 'Potter's field;' 'fell among thieves' near Jericho; bathed |