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MILITARY AND NAVAL MAGAZINE OF THE UNITED STATES. Sept. No. pp. 64. Washington; Thompson & Homans, 1833.

It contains fourteen articles, which well sustain the former reputation of the work. We extract from it the following spirited 'Midshipman's Return.'

THE MIDSHIPMAN'S RETURN.

Away, away! for my native hills,

The fruits, the flowers, and the berries ripe;
The woods, the lakes, and the sparkling rills,
The rocks, the vines, and the splashing mills,-
Far from the sound of the boatswain's pipe.

Hurrah! good driver, crack up your team!
I long to leave the sight of the sea,
With its ships, and its silvery gleam,
To roam on the banks of my native stream,
As gay and free as I used to be.

Away! lash on the trunks, Mr. Whip,

For there I've shells and curious things,
For which, unless you allow them to slip,
I'll have a kiss from a rosy lip,

More dewy than the morning's wings.

Hurrah! no more mast-headings to cry,
When on the watch for falling asleep;
From boats, and ropes, and angles I fly,
From lunars and trigonometry-

Hurrah! and no more watches to keep!

No more to be scared by the dread First Luff,

Or Captain's threats for wrong 'day's work'—

For log-book blots, or any such stuff;

No more to dine upon beef and ‘duff,'

Or water to eat with a fork!

Good bye, Billy! our anchor's aweigh,

Billy, the noblest and best mess-mate!
The driver whips as he wheels me away,
Snap, crack! as if the deuce was to pay,
And on our speed depended the state.

Hurrah! for the sweet breathing grove,

The bowl of milk, and the strawberry feast,
The friends at home, and the maiden I love;
Long shall it be e'er again I rove;

On shore I'll remain for three weeks at least!

THE MODE OF PROTECTING DOMESTIC INDUSTRY. Pamphlet, pp. 48; By Clinton Roosevelt. New-York; McElrath & Bangs.

This is a section of the illimitable and bottomless political economy and tariff discussions. We observe that disputants upon these questions can come

to at least as many opposite conclusions, as religious sectarians can draw from the scriptures. From the same starting point one can land at the north and the other at the south pole. The writer before us seems no friend to the banking system in general, and he assails the U. S. Bank in particular, with unsparing acrimony. The American or Hamiltonian system finds little more favour at his hands. He is adverse to the theory, laisse aller, and seems to like neither free trade nor tariff. In a word we should think our earnest declaimer, whose work is hot with Cayenne, was most difficult to please. 'Non nobis tantas componere lites.'

THE GUIDE TO DOMESTIC HAPPINESS, in a series of letters. New edition 18 mo. pp. 144. New-York; Charles Wells.

The tone of this little work is deep, and the character stern and serious. But it is full of useful instruction and excellent precepts. Would that they were more known, and heeded. There would be more happiness, where alone it is to be found, around the family altar.

THE PARSON'S DAUGHTER, by the author of 'Sayings and Doings.' 2 vols. Philadelphia; Carey, Lea & Blanchard.

This is a genuine old fashioned love tale, the plot turning upon the many colored incidents of society and love. We deem that a novel ought to be such, to commence in a falling in love, to go on in all the jealousies, doubts, distresses, poutings, reconciliations, just making the harbor of matrimony, and then being driven out to sea again, and to end in a death or two, to make way for a marriage. If it be convenient to throw in a duel or two, so much the better. Then whole pages must be filled with dramatic dialogue of such brief lines, as to make excellent matter for the author, who is paid by the page. This is one of the best novels of this class, and will be read with great interest by all those, who desire to find the true incidents and catastrophe of an ancient love tale of the by gone days.

BRIDGEWATER TREATISE ON THE POWER, WISDOM, AND GOODNESS OF GOD, by Dr. Chalmers, &c. Philadelphia; Carey, Lea & Blanchard. 12 mo. pp. 308.

Dr. Chalmers in this work, with his accustomed eloquence, and girded in his strong panoply,' to justify the ways of God to man,' takes up the great argument, that man in his natural and moral powers is fitted for this universe, and that it is fitted for him. No other argument can be more conclusive in proving an intelligent and benevolent creating power. From the nature of the soul and the adaptation of this world to make it happy, through the discipline of virtue, he infers, the immortality of the soul. From the supremacy of conscience, the inherent pleasure of virtue, and misery of vice, he infers its accountability. Such are the leading topics of discussion in this high theme. It is much in the style and manner of Brown and the other Scotch writers of the modern Edinburgh School rather diffuse and declamatory, not always clear, from sacrificing

perspicuity to long periods, of Ciceronian members, involved and rounded for the sake of rhythm and effect. This may be most impressive to those, who love declamation and the mystic style of those writers who are considered deep in proportion as they are difficult of comprehension. But for us, one page of the simple, clear, arranged, and lucid writing of Combe, on the same general theme, conveyed more information than all the harangues that could be com. pressed into a folio, in this manner of Chalmers and Brown and the other declaimers of that school.

OBAN-THE Outcast; or, A SEASON IN NEW-YORK. 2 vols. 12 mo.
Peabody & Co.

New-York;

This eccentric work-partly novel and partly satire, embodies a good deal of negro dialect, slang, and profanity, is rather tart upon the manners of New-York, and the unfortunate beings called dandies. It is not without interest and smartness; and we should think that the author possessed the promise of a higher effort. This is evidently little more than an attempt at a jeu d'esprit.

THE LAST MAN, by Mary W. Shelly, author of Frankenstein, &c. 2 vols. Philadelphia; Carey, Lea & Blanchard.

We suppose this lady to be the widow of the far famed poet and atheist Shelly. She has constructed a thrilling tale of much pathos, power, and horror; wilder, more extravagant, and remoter from probability, than ever entered the fevered brain of an expiring man, held back on this side the invisible country by the momentary stimulus of alcohol and laudanum. It is a sort of detailed and prose copy of Byron's terrible painting of darkness. Gloomy indeed must be the musings of the widow of a man so gifted and so horribly dark in his creed as Shelly, imagining herself alone in the universe. A love tale, and the usual incidents of a novel, the era of which is supposed in 2098, conduct Verney by the aid of earthquake, pestilence and shipwreck, to his dreary catastrophe of being THE LAST MAN-an unfortunate title, which we are sure ladies will not admire; for though men are filthy, smoking, spitting animals, with rough chins, yet they are useful in keeping off the dogs from ladies, and divers other offices of indispensable utility. Yet there is genius in these volumes, and many a sad mind will be arrested by the sombre eloquence and force of these paintings

SELECT WORKS OF TOBIAS SMOLLET, 2 vols. 8vo., with a Memoir of the Life and Writings of the Author, by Sir Walter Scott: Philadelphia; Carey, Lea & Blanchard.

We are glad to see the select works of this standard author, over which so many thousands have indulged the hearty and medicinal laugh of their young days, got up so handsomely and in such a cheap and accessible form. These volumes embrace the novels and poems of Dr. Smollet; writings, which will continue the freshness of their interest, as long as the English language shall last. The only remark necessary to be made, in regard to the prefatory memoir, is to name the author, Sir Walter Scott, and to say that it appears to us one of his most pithy and happy notices. We wish the publishers the success, which their undertaking and the manner of its execution so amply merit.

THE MODERN CYMON, from the Jean' of C. Paul de Kock, 2 vols. Philadelphia; Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1833.

This is one of the most amusing books that we have read. We admire that more works of this kind are not translated from the French. Novels of this class are much more adapted to the meridian of American manners, than the Bond-street dandyism of English novels, which invariably transport us a thousand leagues from any of the truth and simplicity of nature. In this book, there are no lords, no castles, nothing of the slang and clique of the artificial and forced state of existence. The characters are few, the plot simple, no episode, the interest untiring, unrelaxing. The characters are all common persons in the middle walks; and yet the writer proves, that man, in the abstract, not the lord nor the dandy, is the material of true interest. The attention to this story never falters for a moment, and continually increases to the catastrophe. Jean, the hero, is a spoiled only child and heir; who spits, smokes, swears, is rude, learns nothing, knows nothing. But he has a good organization, and is on the whole a good subject. All in good time he meets with Caroline, loves, and in consequence experiences the most complete transformation. Caroline returns his love, and marries him. The moral is good, and nothing is wrong but the rather improbable and marvellous magnitude and completeness of the metamorphosis.

CHEERING VIEWS OF MAN AND PROVIDENCE, drawn from a Consideration of the Origin, Uses, and Remedies of Evil, by Warren Burton. Boston; Carter, Hendee & Co., 18mo., pp. 264.

We have only space most cordially to recommend this excellent little work to the attention of those more thoughtful and serious minds, who wish to see light thrown upon those passages of the divine government, that, to ordinary observation, are apt to appear either doubtful, or involved in inexplicable gloom. Upon earth and its evils, upon life and its sorrows, upon death, and all beyond, this book has shed a bright and cheering aspect, and has eloquently vindicated the wisdom and benevolence of the Almighty. The amiable and promising youthful author has recently published a work, The District School, as it was,' which has deservedly been exceedingly popular. This excellent moral work, whose title we have quoted above, on the contrary, has fallen we are told, unhonored from the press. We regret it, and assure our readers, that, in our judgment, few works of the kind will better repay attentive and consecutive perusal. We much mistake, if the name of this young man does not soon become favorably known among our distinguished writers.

THE COMPLETE WORKS OF LORD BYRON, in twelve numbers. Teller, Turell & Co., Periodical Booksellers, New-York.

This is a magnificent undertaking, and one of the handsomest and most correct editions of the noble poet, that can be met with. The work contains many poems and much prose of his, which has not appeared in any previous edition. This, therefore, may fairly be pronounced a more ample and complete edition of his works, than has yet appeared. Appended to it is a Biography and Critical Analysis of his writings, by Mr. Halleck, whose talents and fidelity in that line need no encomium. There is an advantage, also, in these periodical editions of the standard writers, which the publishers of these days, deeper read than those of the olden time in hu

man nature, begin to understand. We are beguiled in this way into the purchase of books, oy not meeting the whole draft at once, but by encountering it in small periodical payments, which else would not have been bought. The effort, we trust, cannot be other than successful.

MARTIN FABER, the Story of a CRIMINAL. pp. 189. New-York, 1833; J. & J. Harper.

This is a kind of Eugene Aram tale, of harrowing interest, in short periods, in the dramatic and declamatory style, and with great force and eloquence in the delineation of character. Martin Faber is a most fiendish, gratuitous villain, nullum virtute redemtum,' without a touch of good in his nature. Such characters are

unnatural. Men are neither fiends, nor angels, but a little of both. This walking monster is contrasted by William Harding, a strange, eccentric, nervous genius, as extravagantly good, as the other is bad. But we are not going to deprive the reader of the interest of the denouement for himself. We noted obvious defects in the style, but defects incident to youthful genius and talent. The language, the phrases, like the characters, are exaggerated. There is not sufficient softness of light and shadow in the transitions. But these defects apart, this story will excite and sustain interest, though we cannot but doubt the tendency of tales of such unmitigated horror. This, however, contains a broad and good moral, the reward of virtue, and the agony and punishment of guilt, brought about by their own natural tendency.

BUCKINGHAM'S NEW-ENGLAND MAGAZINE. Sept. 1833.

The leading article of this number is a Biographical Sketch of the Hon. Edward Everett-felicitous, compact and just. The whole number is filled with interesting matter. The untiring industry, and unabated energy of the editor, under the pressure of the severest of earthly afflictions, is worthy of all praise. This excellent Periodical has attained a rank in this department, which places it above fear from enemies, and beyond the need of any eulogy of friends.

The Invisible GENTLEMAN, by the author of 'Chartley, the Fatalist,' &c. 2 vols. Philadelphia, 1833; Carey & Hart.

The author of this work, probably deeming the public sated with novels beginning in love, proceeding in intrigue and thickening difficulties, with a duel or two by way of episode, and ending in the catastrophe of marriage, has broken new ground. This novel places the hero and heroine before us, ready at the commencement for a launch into the gulf of matrimony. But the hero walking in the garden of his future father-in-law, meets with an ugly, unearthly old gentleman, who contrives to anoint his left ear with invisible salve, and the right ear with visible. Pinching the left ear renders him invisible, and the right restores him back to vision. With a vile curiosity, to hear what his beloved and some of her 'dear friends' think and say of him, he goes among them invisible. Bloody noses, lies, fainting, jealousy are the consequence. He afterward plays blind man's buff to immense advantage. The plot thickens, he becomes fearful to his friends, and in the eye of his father-in-law sold to the bad one. He gets involved in an inextricable labyrinth of lies, duels and difficulties. His beloved cuts him, and he finds the privilege of in

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