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just as well as ever. I'll take care that no one else many and great were the disagrémens of the dine touches it with their lille finger."

Mr. Livingston was in a high state of enjoyJohn then lent an allenlive ear in all Fanny's ment, while Philip's spirits were so exuberant, and directions, as to how the dinner and desseri should Mr. Sytua so animated, that it was impossible for be set out, and immediately commenced operations Fanny to avoid partaking in the general exhilarawith a sort of sober despatch, which convinced lion of spirit, despite bruken China, cracked glass, Fanny that he would perform all the duties of his and the deficiency of plate. department to the best of his ability.

Henry's first day at Oak Grove passed off like Fanny horried 10 her own aparıment, made a a pleasant dream, and he found himself as the close few hasty changes in her attire, without bestowing of it, both unwilling and unable to analyze and balf the care or thought upon them she had given systematize his impressions, but resolved to wait for to her household arrangements, and descended 10 farther experience in Southern life, to enable him join the company before dinner, with a brow a lit-10 reconcile facts to his theories. F..... tle less serene than usual.

As Henry Livingston looked at Fanny, he thought "light breezes will ruffle the flowers sometimes,” and wondered whether the lovely Fanny could have been scolding, but when he heard the very sweet and musical tones of her

TO MARY F. Fvoice, he was convinced that is she had been engaged in that most unfeminine and unpleasant em- Lines written in the Album of a young Lady in Tennes. ploymeni, she had only been giving some well see, on a stormy day in April. She had just expressed her merited and necessary reproof.

admiration of Burns' exquisite poern, “ Man was made 10

mourn." and on looking out of the window exclaimerl, "lis The much dreaded dinner hour at length arrived,

a melancholy day!" Her pensive mood, her serious face, and Fanny's good sense and dignity of character, and the storm without, suggested the following thoughta. enabled her to control an uncomfortable degree of trepidation as to how it would pass off. A hasty When wintry winds are raging high, glance at the dinner table convinced her that John And murky clouds obscure the sky, and the cook had topped their paris. The dinner

The snow and rain descending fast,

Borne onu ards by the fitful blunt; was not more than ten times as much as would be

Sad thoughts upon our hearts relurn, possible for the company to consume,-a moderale

We sigh • That man was made lo mourn." disproportion for a Virginia dinner. got up for the entertainment of a strange guest-There were many

And hast thou, maiden, learnt so soon, dishes which are considered in cities as expensive

To rumbers and thy harp to lune?

Life is not all an April day : delicacies, cooked so nicely, and seasoned in so

Tempesls and clouds soon pass away : savory a manner, as to be very apperising, though Not long shall darkness o'er thee reign, it was evident that not even a French cookery Nor clouds upon thy sky reinain. book had been called to the aid of the culinary de

Thy face is fair; lhy brow serene, partment. John, and Sam by the assistance of

Let gladness in thy looks be seen; various solemn nods and winks from John, gol With thee on Birliy's quiet stream, through the first and second courses quite success. What day should dark or dreary seem ? fully, and with little bustle, and as John placed the Let joyful hopes thy bosorn cheer eracked glass dish, filled with beautiful fruil, before

And drive away each anxious fear. Miss Fanny, he gave the slightest possible hint to Dark clouds may usher in the day, admonish her to be careful.

And vivid lighinings round thee play ; Fanny had by this time recovered her natural And yet before the day's decline, ease and vivacity, and as Philip and Henry Liv.

The sun with radiant beams may shine, ingston carried on the conversation like some

And slowly sinking in the west,

Leave not a sorrow in thy breast, sparkling strearn, gliding gracefully and rapidly from one subject to another, she became so much There's joy on earth. Great peace have they, interested as almost to forget the various liille Who early walk in wisdom's way; sources of disturbance which had annoyed her

Who hear berines the Saviour's voice, before dinner. It was still as true as before, thai

And nobly make the heller choice;

Joy is with them a constant guest, the glass dish had a very observable crack, that

No Irightsul dreams disturb their rest. two of the dishes did not match exacıly, that there was very little plate, only two sorts of wine, and

Be thine the lot, oh maiden fair, Forst of all, no silver forks, which Mr. Livingston

Meekly lise's heavs load to hear; would doubtless consider as a barbarism, and yet

May gentle Love thy breast inspire,

Wiih every noble, pure desire ; Fanny's spirits had risen above all these untoward And when thy sun shall set at even, circumstances. It was very evident, that however Oh, may lhy spirit rest in heaven.

sumption of being gleaned for the occasion, while CARLYLE AND MACAULAY.

rare gems of classical beauty glisten every where among their pages, lighting up the darkness of the

dullest topics as the radiant stars do the righuly If there be any two men who may be said to heavens. From Greece 10 Scandinavia; from the divide the honor of presiding over the Republic of days of Woden and Thor and the fiery propbet Letters, beyond question they are Carlyle and Ma of the desert to the fierce Couthon and aercer Macanlay. Unlike in every feature of their literary rat; from the Lays of Ancient Rome to the acts of characters, widely variant in their pursuits, pre. Lord Clive, “ where the gorgeous East showers on senting nothing to the mind but inevitable contrast, her kings barbaric pearl and gold"-they tura with they harmonize only as they sit together on a com- a facility and pliancy only equalled by the slopesmun throne of intellectual grandeur, and sway an dous power of insight and of thought whieh they equal and undisputed scepire over the minds of all shed upon these themes. From the interior rewho speak our English tungue. Authors and re- cesses of German mysticism and æstbetic philigviewers, they have passed beyond the sphere of ophy to the practical business of every-day life

, mere authorship, and stand by aeclamation arbitres from the shining pages of the Edinburgh Reelegantium morumque censores. They belong to view to a debale in Parliament, or a Secretathe world. Scotland indeed derives the reflective ry's report, there is to them but one and an honor of being their common mulher : but not Scol- easy step. While an ordinary mind would be reland, nor even Great Britain may claim them as posing from recent labor, or slowly adapting itself specially her own. In every haiolet in our west to the transition of new mental processes on new ern world, their names are pronounced as rever- fields, before attempting a fresh adventure, or gauently, their words are as authoritative, as in Edin. dily enjoying the lavish eneomiums and more solid burgh or London. The peculiarities of their style, fruits of past toil,—with Carlyle and Macaulay it their distinctive modes of thought, the subjects of is already un fuit accompli. With the materials their writings are well known and conned, and each ready at hand, the garnered stores of an incomprehas his circle of ardent admirers as ready to battle hensible industry, to resolve is well nigh to accomin his service as though the Edinburgh or Lon plishmio accomplish is to instruet by the tone, and don Quarterly were the special property of those amaze by the extent, of their knowledge. Of both very circles.

it may be said nullum leligit quod non ornant. It is not because of peculiar excellence in any Equal perhaps in learning, equally laborious, aeone department of literature that Carlyle and thoritative and influential with their respeelire adMacaulay may be said to excel all the men of mirers, they sit isolated above the highest rank of the present day. There are those who in any literary men, and give the law of critieism to the one of the branches of learning are vastly supe. ranks below. The resemblance between them enda rior to them, but it is because of the universality of here. They differ among themselves not less than their attainments, the breadth of their knowledge, from others. The admirers of Macaulay far matthe comprehensive embrace of their thought, their number those of Carlyle, for reasons which we power of profound originality, the capacity of pass- trust 10 make obvious. The admirers of Carlyle ing through the alembics of their own minds the may be rather called disciples ; for he is either restream of other men's ideas, the records of other ceived and welcomed as a teacher and friend, ar men's actions, and separating by impartial and rejected as transcendental in thought and barbaroras vigorous criticism the true from the false, the in style. As we said before, beyond the most genergood from the bad. It is perhaps the extent of the al resemblance, there is between them nothing but fields they cultivate, as well as, and perhaps more, contrast. than the manner of their tillage, which has extort- Carlyle is the quiet, laborious, unobtrusive tesched the admiration of the world. From the peri- er and expounder to the English mind of a philosoods of huar antiquity down to the fleeting present, phy so abstract as to be unintelligible to the mass, in science or in art, in the dull labors of dusty lore, and doubtful and semi-opaque to the few. Thoroegtin the lighter pursuits of elegant literature, through ly informed with the philosophy of Kant, illustrathe dubious page of history, or the profounder red and illuminated by the works of Goethe, he page of philosophy, winning their bread mean- has imbued all his writings with a linge of that while, they range with a copiousness of knowledge philosophy. Farnest, serious, powerful, he mast and power of thought which leave the humbler aspi- think and he must write; bold, rugged, indepen! rant amazed and confounded. No department of dent, he must think for himself, he must think wiblearning seems to have escaped their footsteps, out reference to what others think or have thought. and what the mind received remained an impene. Discarding, as a resultant of his philosophy, al trable trophy of their research. in their writings conventional forms of thought, he pushes boldly may he found palpable evidences of erudition the beyond the circumscribed regions of common belief most thorough and profound, which defy the pre-'or historic deduction, and seizing apon a subject.

resolves all its elements into primitive chaos that from the love of it, but a stern, rugged, truth-lov. he may reconstruct for himself a creed of his own. ing vindicator of right, who boldly and sincerely A strendous believer in the doctrine of the Esote- stands up for principle, and justifies his claim to his. rie, he erects as a standard by which all men and toric remembrance by honesty and toil. all things, past, present, and future, are to be tried, It is perchance a bootless labor, this, of ultering the triple motto of sincerity, truth and labor. Be. to mankind truths infixed in his conscience at the sides these, with him there is nothing that rises to creation, which were preached by Noah before the the dignity of being worthy of record. The quiet food and were thundered from Sinai, which are life of the hind watching his browsing flocks; the exemplified in every-day life, which are the burden lamultuous life of the warrior; the bright and luxuri- of history, and which yet make little or no impresous life of the Prince; the secluded labors of the schol- sion upon the moral sensorium of the race. Such 2r-man onder all circumstances every where is as our fathers were, so are we. We indulge a tried by the same stern, unchanging test—sincerity, world of cant about virtue and candor, truth and troth, fortitude. Holding truth to be generically sincerity, fraternity and charitableness ; but wo the sum and centre of all good, he looks upon life betide the one who goes forth into the world, hoas a mighty field, wherein men are bul workers- ping 10 find any thing more than a conventional and whereof Truth is the harvest. Men must think cold acknowledgment of their claims, while the truth, feel troth, act truth, in all the ramified du- stern and heroic practice of them is looked upon ties and incidents of life. Scorning the extrinsic as a mental obliqnity, an unaccountable moral idioonder all circumstances, the whole catalogue of syncrasy, a juvenile verdaney, which a belier knowshifts, contrivances, expedients and mere conven-ledge of the world only can remedy. Craft, extionalities are given to the winds, and in their place pediency, success upon any terms, pretension, are are substituted candor, sincerity, courage. Look the current coin of society. We do not say the ing upon every son of Adain as an immortal work- world is any worse than it has been ; we only say er in the field of truth, he sees no inequality save it is little or no better. Civilization and Religion such as God has made, or the conventionalities of have done something. but for the law of force, we society have created ; and he smites with the ham- have substituted the law of cunning; for the sinmer of Thor the fabric of society, and would crush cerity of the savage, we have adopted the coverevery impediment which lies in the way of the on. ing of social duplicity, and fancy our vices to be ward progress of Humanity, --would snap every less, because they are gilded with the elegancies ligature which binds man in the thraldom of gov- and refinement of civilized life. ernmental or social oppression. Piercing with a Man has lost faith in the cardinal virtues; they giance of fire the hollow systeins, dull formalities hang upon his lips, but they find no place in his and cumbrous routine of the world, he has striven to heart. In the place of the living, throbbing heart, trouse men hy an electric shock from an observance there is the dry and bloodless anatomical preparaof the mere " wrappages and bandages,” and point livn of art and conventionality. Lest, however, them to the winner heart of things." He has called we shall be thought too harsh, or at least morose, thero back from the chase after bubbles, to the plain let 118 see what the pious and profound Foster has realities of life. As Longfellow has expressed it, said: “There is no avoiding the ongracious perbe exclaims

ception in viewing the general character of the

race, that afier some allowance for what is called · Life is real, lise is earnest,

natural affection, the main strength of human feel. And the grave is not its goal, • Dust thou art, to Dust returnest,'

ing consists in the love of sensual gratification, of Was not spoken of the soul.”

distinction, of power and of money. All the spec

ulations and schemes of the sanguine projectors of Carlyle has not so mach attempted to teach any- all ages, have left the world stili a prey to infinite thing new, as to impress upon the heart of man- legions of vices and miseries,-an immortal band kind the reality of the truths they recognize, but which has trampled in scorn on the monuments, and do not receive, which they prate of, but neglect the dust of the self-idolizing men, who dreamed to practise.

each in his day, that they were born to chase these With these doctrines in his mind, he does not evils out of the earth. Collective man is Human hesitate to take his stand in the mid-current of pop- Nature, and the conduct of this assemblage under ular belief and historic teaching, and propound the diversified experiment continually made upon opinions new and startling. To him Mahomet is it, expresses its true character and indicates what no impostor, but an ardent enthusiast, self-deluded, may be expected from it." bot honest, preaching to his breihren of the desert It is to revivify the inanimate truths of life, to all the truth he knows and vindicating his integri- give soul and being to them, that Carlyle employs ty and his claim to the good opinion of the world, his powerful pen. He sees mankind devoting to by his sincerity and labor. Cromwell is not a the shadow what belongs to the substance, and concrafty and presumptuous usurper, seizing power suming in heartless forms what was intended for real ends, and he lifts up his voice with a new evangelis outwardly manisested we behold, bat what goes calling on men to return to the simplicity of truth on wiihin is hidden from us : we are all concentrie and the sincerity of nature.

circles and we sympathize with each other only at To him the family of man is one great brother. the centre, or where our circles impinge upon each hood, with mutual claims and common hopes-and other. We feel alike and think alike only on those his great hearı yearns with an intense and earnest greal topics which are common 10 the race: ve love for every creature of God.

catch glimpses of each other, often obscured and It is not to be denied that his teachings are con- hazy by reason of passion, prejndice, or ignorance, veyed in a manner so abstract as to fail of impres. or causes of an adventitious natore. sing the heedless, and his style is so much aside To doubt that the works of Carlyle have had an from all established rules of writing, that it is an influence on the times and are still operating. is lo offence and a stumbling-block to the fastidious. l shut our eyes lo experience, and to doubt the porn is greatly to be regretted, moreover, that both his er and success of Truth. To expect that doctrines doctrines and his style have found in this country which go so against the grain of human feeling, a sect of silly imitators, who have exaggerated both, are to be rapidly adopted, or altaia general prevauntil they have passed the limits of reason and de. lence, would be to have learned nothing from the generated into broad caricaturists. Many who know experience of the past. But time is flying-chas. nothing of the great garner of his grain, form their ges are going on-new phases of the world's bis opinions from these few floating particles of chaff. tory are alınost hourly presenting themselves : orer This is neither just nor wise. So far as the ques- the whole moral and physical creation there broods tion of style is concerned, it is enough to say that a spirit of charge, of renovation. If iime he mea. it is his own—and as much a part of himself as sured by results. it flies swifter now than at any his thoughis are ; and we incline to the belief, that former period, and brings with it wonders which upon inspection it will be found to conformn to the have ceased 10 slartle, miracles which attract bo natural mode of expression, more closely than is surprise. commonly supposed. The best style is that which

Truditur Dies die best and most easily conveys the thought. The

Novæ que peryuni interire Lunæ. generally received idea, that every man's thoughts must be submitted to the Procrustean process of

Sympathy among men is beginning to be felt being forced into a style, is one of the fendalities The extremes of society are approximating each of literature, and is a fever on the free spread of other-ihe zenith and the nadir of life are drawing opinion. Here, as every where else. Carlyle has together. The great democratic principle of equal abandoned the conventional and adopted the natu- political rights is compressing society to as deara ral. He writes as he thinks, and, strictly speak- level as nature will justify. Remole nations shake ing, cannot be said to have any style.

hands with one another. Conventional rights are We have said that his works evince that he is a giving place to natural rights. Government is siastrong lover of his race : they evince a broad, deep plifying—is reducing its weight lo the scallest sympathy with mankind. In the Sartor Resarius pressure ; each integer of society is taking his place he compressed the leading views of man which in the social circle. The government of Force, ar run through all his other works. So far as we Machiavellian fraud, is giving away to the govershave been able to form an opinion, men do not re- ment of popular will and sincere action. The ciprocale with him this feeling of sympathy.

writings of Carlyle have contributed no little 50 “A certain amount of sympathy with the strug. this result. Of those which bear this character, gling millions of humanity, whose life is one con.

we instance that on · Chartisin," wrilien sorme les linual toil, and whom hardship and sorrow perpet- years ago, when the disaffection towards guvertvally encompass, is indispensable to the highest inent in England, known by that name, first began qualities of the scholar no less than 10 true ge-lo manifest itself—beside the general tendency nius. Without it none knows how to touch those of all his works to lift up the eyes and cheer ite common chords, whose vibration alone is universal hearts of the oppressed of Europe. fame, and by means of which, and not otherwise,

As one of the best specimens of Carlsle's desthe author gains a permanent abode in the hearis criptive style, we cite the following passage : of mankind." The sympathy of Carlyle is too pure and too profound to strike a respondent chord in the

A Description of a City at Night. hearts of mankind : nor is this an anomaly. The greatest lovers and the greatest benefactors of their “ Ach mein Lieber!" said he once at midnighen species have oullived their generation, before they when we had returned from the Coffee house !? were comprehended, and “their good works lived

rather earnest talk, " it is a true sublimity to due:

here. These fringes of lamplight, struggling a after them.” The reason of this is, that of the through smoke and thousand-fold exhalation, $6.9* whole circle of a man's thoughts and feelings, we faiboms into the ancient reign of Night, what thinks behold only here and there a small segment. What' Bootes of them, as he leads his Hunting Dogs over the Zenith in their leash of sidereal fire? That Jally received doctrines of Christianity. We may stified hum of Midnight when Traffic has lain down content ourselves with simply saying that it is ento rest : and the chariot-wheels of Vanity, still cumbent on those who make this charge to adduce rolling here and there through distant streets, are

They are bearing her to Halls roofed in, and lighted to the due something like proof in support of it. pitch for her: and only Vice and Misery, to prowl at least bound to show in his writings some repugor 10 moan like night birds, are abroad : chathum. nance to Christianity, or some effort to supplant its I say, like the stertorous, unquiet slumber of sick doctrines. We confidenily assert that none such Life, is heard in Heaven! Oh, under that hidevus can be found. There is the most entire harmony coverles of vapors, and putrefactions, and animagi and coincidence between his teachings and the dable gases, what a Fermenting.vai lies simmering and hid! The joyful and the sorrowful are here: doctrines of the Gospel : he quotes frequently from men are dying there, men are being born ; men are the Bible, and there is never any irreverent ex. praying.-on the other side of a brick pariision, men pression escaping him. On the contrary there is are cursing : and around them all is the vast, voidl every where present the most profound and childNight. The prond Grandee still lingers in his like reverence for the Deity and the mission and perfumed saloons

, or reposes within damask cur character of Jesus. Nor is it possible to discover lains ; Wretchedness cowers into cruckle-beds, or shivers honger-stricken into his lair of straw : in the least bias of mind indicating Unitarian or Triobscure cellars, Rouge-el-Noir languidly emits its nitarian, Armenian, Socinian, Calvinist or Swedenvoice-of-destiny tv haggard hungry villains ; while borgian. We think it likely that many have conCouncillors of State sit plosting and playing their founded Carlyle with Carlisle, now deceased, and bigh chess.game, whereof ihe pawns are Men

who was an avowed and confident champion of InThe Lover whispers his mistress that the coach is realy; and she full of hope and fear, glides down fidelity. to fly with him over the borders: the Thief still

of the other works of Carlyle, the History of thore silently, sels-to his picklocks and crow. bars, the French Revolution and his “ Hero Worship,” or lorks in wait till the watchmen first snure in are the most noticeable. The History of the their boges.

French Revolution is the most peculiar specimen Gay mansions, with supper-rooms and dancing of his style. His great tendancy to symbolize, is moms, are full of light and music and high swel. ling hearts ; but in the Condemned Cells the pulse here fully exemplified. The power of generalizing of life beats tremulous and faint, and bloodshoe is displayed to a wonderful degree, and the whole

eyes look out through the darkness, which is around if not a good history, is a curiosity of literature. ?' and within, for the light of a stern last morning. There is in the character of Carlyle, as we judge

Sis men are to be hanged on the morrow: comes from an allentive perusal of his works, the comto hammering from the Raben.stein ?-their gal. lowe must even now be o’building. Upwards of mingled goodness and gentleness of the Christian five hundred thousand two-legged aniinals without disciple, with the inflexible sternness of the stoic feathers lie around us, in horizontal position ; their philosopher. There are evidences of an extensive heats all in nightcaps and full of the foolishest acquaintance with the heart of mankind and alas ! treams. Riot cries aloud, and staygers and sway- there are abundant traces of deep and enduring pers in his rank dens of shame ; and the Mother, with streaming hair, kneels over her pallid dying

pain. Too plainly, the world has not gone all nfant

, whose cracked lips only her lears now mois smoothly with him. But with a trusting and brave En. All these heaped and huddled together, with heart he struggles on "silently devouring his own sothing but a lilile carpentry and masonry between griefs," knowing that the end of the toil some and them :-crammed in, like salied fish, in their bar. dusty journey will come at last.

We know of rel; or weltering, shall I say, like an Egyptian nothing better calculated to soothe and encourage pitcher of lained Vipers, each struggling to get iis dead above the others : such work goes on under a troubled soul than communion with this great hat smoke-counterpane! But I, mein Werther, mind. He does not pander in a depraved and morbid sit above it all; I ain alone with ibe Stars." sensibility, or allow a lisiless apathy to the con

cerns of life. There is no sentimentality about To comprehend or conceive of him, however, him, but strong, healthful sentiment. The words he must be read and that extensively. It is quite which ring in the ears of the Wandering Jew, are I common thing to hear Carlyle vehemently con- ever on his lips—"March” on, on through the lemned, or contemptuously sneered at. There is snows of winter and the solstitial heat, amid sor. nothing 10 remark upon the persons who do this, row and woe, toil and regrets, “ March," ". Life is a $xcept that they usually display a profound igno- struggle, rest is at the end. He conquers, who mnce of him beyond his patronymic and the titles bravely meets and wrestles with the sorrows inci. of some few of his books. They take their cue dent to life. He will conquer who puts his trust in from the Reviewers and content themselves with God, and right. He musi be vanquished, however the reflection that they are at least on the popular sustained by adventitious and conventional aids xide.

who trusts not in these." Such are the noble senWe have heard it often asserted that Carlyle, ir timents of Carlyle. This is the vital spirit of his int positively infidel, is at least setting up a sys- writings. Looking back at the past and forward em of morals designed as a substitute for the usu.'to the future history of his race, casting his eyes

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