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high moment, we refer our readers to the narrative itself. The traveller, in passing, enters his protest against the doings of the people of Savannah, who were so unwise as to build wooden houses on the ruins of those lately burnt down, thus setting at naught the admonitions of experience, and challenging anew the fury of the elements. He commends the cautious police of Charleston, which stations a person every night on the steeple of one of the churches,' to watch for fires and sound the alarm.

The day he left Charleston, mounted on a 'sorry vehicle,' he saw negroes in the cotton fields at “work under a broiling sun and a driver's lash ;' and in the same paragraph he utters a bitter complaint against the 'excessive cold of the night. He stopped for a short space at Mobile, from which town he dated a letter, and where, to his surprise,' he found the Dairyman's Daughter, and Little Jane, in a bookseller's shop. At New Orleans his emotions were of a mixed character; with some things he was pleased, and with many offended. In the year 1815, he informs us, there was not a Bible to be found, either for sale, or to be given away,' in the whole metropolis of Louisiana. It argues something in favor of the moral energy of the people, that within five years afterwards, a Bible Society was formed, and two large churches erected.

From New Orleans Mr Hodgson proceeded up the Mississippi in a steam boat, and happily escaping the planters and sawyers, so terrific to the navigators of that river, he landed at Natchez. Here he lodged in the same house, and dined and supped at the same table, with the governor of the state, for two days, without knowing it. When he made the discovery, however, he delivered his letter of introduction, and acknowledges an affable and kind reception, letting it be known at the same time, that the governor was descended from a highly respectable family in Virginia, and not concealing his special wonder, that he should have so little of the patrician in him, as to come down to the low estate of taking his meals at the common table, where there was a promiscuous assemblage of merchants, agents, and clerks.' And more particularly was his mind stirred up within him at this circumstance, after having met at Washington governors of other states, with far less solid titles to personal and hereditary respectability, aristocratical enough in their behavior.' We hope to

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be pardoned here, if we think the author a little capricious in some of his notions. He deplores the absence of a hereditary nobility among us, weeps at the downfall of our patrician families, laments that we are not blessed with a law of primogeniture, and then suddenly turns round and casts reproach on our worthy governors, in the same breath that he confesses they act their part with becoming aristocratical dignity. We know not what this is but a contradiction. There may be a secret at the bottom, which our short vision does not penetrate. Our governors are not hereditary aristocrats; they are novi homines, men of yesterday; they have no patrician blood in them. Hence it is, perhaps, that our high minded traveller would have them know their place better, than to put on aristocratical airs even in the city of Washington.

Whoever will look into the author's two long letters dated at Natchez, will be made acquainted with a series of very remarkable stories concerning the amusement, which the southern planters give themselves in shooting negroes. On one occasion a planter invites his friends to dinner, with the promise of a frolic, and the sport consists in hunting, after dinner, two runaway negroes concealed on his plantation. • They all fired at their game, but unfortunately missed.' At another time a man sits all the morning in his 'viranda,' with his gun in his hand, watching a slave, whom he suspects of intending to escape, and is prepared to shoot him if he moves. The author had the happiness to be acquainted with a ‘mild young planter,' who had lately shot a slave; and in South Carolina he had an account of a young negro woman being burnt alive for having murdered her master. These, and other bloody stories of a similar cast, fill several pages, and remind us of the days of giants, the exploits of robbers, and the legends of romance. We doubt not the strength of the author's faith, but we are willing to believe, that he was very deliberately imposed on by the wags of Mississippi, and have a much former conviction of the extent of his credulity, than of the seriousness and veracity of his informers. He nowhere says, that he attended such a dinner party as he describes, or even saw any person hunting negroes.

To the account here given of Mr Hodgson's travels, we will only add, that we find him soon after in Richmond, and

at a later period in the New England states. Between Portland and Saco he encountered tremendous snow drifts, and the perils of the south seemed to pursue him to the north. He was first accommodated with what he calls a “unicorn equipage,' but this proving inconvenient in the pathless roads, he and James were thrust into a 'tandem sleigh about as large as a parlor coal box.' Thus equipped, they moved heavily over the snowy waste, and were doomed at every step to see

Other hills ascend,
Of unknown joyless brow; and other scenes,

Of horrid prospect, shag the trackless plain. But as their good stars would have it, they finally arrived in Portsmouth. Here the supreme court was about to commence its session, and the inns were full, and the weather beaten traveller was obliged to breakfast the next morning amid a motley group, one of the judges, and several laws yers.' As some compensation for this disaster, he was gratified with being present at the opening of the court. The aspect of the court in general,' he observes, 'pleased me, from the homely, suitable appearance of those of whom it was composed; homespun clothes, with large buttons and long waists; waistcoats with the old triangular indenture, or pointed flaps; and hats with good broad respectable brims.' With this hint he proceeds to draw a parallel between the dress of the New Englanders, and the people of the middle and southern states, and records it as his opinion, that the New Englanders excel in their notions of adaptation and utility, and of what constitutes the agreeable and picturesque' in the color and fashioning of outward garments. He says, that blue coats and pantaloons, and black waistcoats, meet the eye so constantly at the south as to produce a monotony, which is not seen at the north.

We should do injustice to the author not to notice a new method, which he has adopted, and which we presume he invented, of classifying the inhabitants of the United States. He has constructed a scale with three divisions, in some one of which he finds a place for every individual in our wide spread republic. These divisions he denominates classes, and whether, in imitation of the great Linnæus, he intends to pursue his scheme into orders, genera, species, and varieties, does not appear. Thus far he intimates no such design, aware, perhaps, that simplicity is the crowning beauty of all systems of classification and arrangement.

His first class is comparatively small, including what are termed the revolutionary heroes, who hold a sort of patent nobility, undisputed by the bitterest enemies of aristocracy.' They are scattered in different parts of the country, and 'many of them, at least, are delighted to trace their descent to English families of rank, and to boast of the pure English blood, which flows in their veins.' These, together with the patricians, whom the author found in South Carolina, and as far as we can learn nowhere else, constitute the highest division on his scale. The young ladies in this division, who, it is presumed, inherit from their fathers some share of their patent nobility, are particularly agreeable, refined, accomplished, intelligent, and well bred.' In families of this description, Mr Hodgson passed many happy hours, and met with little to remind him, that he was not in the society of the respectable country gentlemen of old England, who had seen something of political life, and occasionally visited the metropolis.

His second class reaches to a much broader compass than the first, as it embraces politicians, lawyers, merchants, agriculturalists, and, in short, the most respectable of the novi homines of every profession. This class he places considerably below the corresponding one in England, as being less polished, not so well educated, and less scientific and profound. Mr Hodgson never forgets the young ladies. We have witnessed his encomiums on those of Carolina, and of the patrician order generally. Let us see how he speaks of those, who come under his second division. ladies of this class,' he says, "are lively, modest, and unreserved, easy in their manners, and rather gay and social in their dispositions; at the same time, they are very observant of the rules of female propriety; and if they ever displease, it is rather from indifference, than from either bashfulness or effrontery.' What lady so fastidious as not to be pleased with this portraiture ; or so vain as to think herself disparaged, in being put below the upper rank, when she is allowed to adorn with accomplishments so rare the station to which she is assigned ?

The young

The Boston ladies, in particular, ought surely to feel a due self complacency, and a becoming gratitude to their generous encomiast. After praising the Quaker costume in Philadelphia, and doubting whether the characteristic shrillness of voice, which slides from the tongues of some of the fair inhabitants of that city of brotherly love, would pass without remark in England; and after showing how it is, that the females in this country cannot be expected to have their taste so much matured, and their intellect so widely expanded, as in his native island, he closes the description of his second class as follows. Among the young ladies of Boston there appeared to me to be, if less refinement than in the Carolinians, yet a very agreeable union of domestic habits and literary taste, and great kindness and simplicity of manners.'

The third class may be despatched in one word. It comprehends all, that stand on the scale below the second, and thus takes in the great mass of our population.

As admirable as this new mode of classification undoubtedly is, it has the peculiar merit of tending to a still greater simplicity. By the author's account, the first class is already in a sickly state, and must soon dwindle away, and be numbered with the days before the flood, never more to be called

From the dark shadows of o'erwhelming years.' We shall then have two classes only ; beyond this point classification cannot be simplified; art can do no more. Let us applaud the ingenuity, which, in the important matter of settling the ranks of society among us, has hit on a method so congenial with the structure and tone of our political establishments.

In conclusion, we have only to say, that we cannot conceive of any possible harm in Mr Hodgson's amusing bimself with writing letters to his friends, during his rambles in America. This was natural in a man of an amiable temper, and kindly feelings. But we cannot commend the judgment, which should print and publish such letters as these before us. A traveller should not believe all he hears, and be struck with wonder at all he sees, nor think the whole world has seen and heard as little as himself. A few months' residence in a country is not enough to qualify one to write

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