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Beazly,or BEASLEY, Dr. This gen- ly, and what is more, does prove, sectleman wrote a large handsome octavo, ondly, some droll blunders, to be sure, some three years ago, to prove, among upon our chief metaphysicians---our others matters--firstly, that one John high priesthood ; some of which are Locke was in his right mind, when he only to be accounted for ---charitably made his book---about--if we are not ordecently,--by supposing that our said mistaken---the Human Understanding; chief metaphysicians had never seen secondly, that all our Scotch metaphy- “ Locke on the Human Understandsicians (Brown, perhaps, excepted) had ing ;" quoted from some other book, miserably mistaken the said John by mistake --which had been so lettered Locke ; misquoted him shamefully ; by mistake; or copied from one apothand misrepresented him like the very er, what had been hastily written down,

-we won't say, what---as Dr. B., if by somebody, from recollection,--and our recollection serves, is a clergyman put a wrong name to it; and, thirdly, of what is called the “ Church of Eng- Dr. B. does prove, not only as much as land”* in America ; and is, or was, a he undertook to prove respecting appaProfessor (perhaps of ethicks), or one ritions, &c. &c.---but (after the fashion of the government, at Princeton Col- of his countrymen, who do everything lege, New Jersey, to boot---where, if so thoroughly) rather more. It reminSalmagundi may be trusted, “ all the ded us of Dr. Hayden ; who prored Professors wear boots :” and, thirdly, the universal deluge, and the Bible, at that some of the best authenticated ap- the same time, from the water-rolled paritions and ghosts, that have ever pebbles on one side of a brook (Jones's been heard of---are---probably--mere Falls) in America ; of Ira Hill

, who humbugs; while others are only delu- proves that there was a universal desions ; and the rest very true---to a cer- luge--in Europe ---because all North tain extent-in a certain way. Nor is America arose instantaneously out of this all. Surprising as the work may the water ; and that all North America appear so far, the best part of the story arose instantaneously out of the water, is to come. The book is a very clever because there was a universal deluge book, done up in good style ; and Mr. in Europe, and because there is no B. or Dr. B. does prove-firstlythat other way of accounting for it ;---and John Locke was in his right mind-in of Paul Allen, (all three native born times and places when and where, to Yankees) who, while attacking slavery, tell the plain truth, (for which we take went rather out of his way to prove, no little credit,by the way,to ourselves) that the Africans were nothing more we had often had our doubts; and, nor less, “ according to the received moreover, that he, the said John Locke, opinion,” than the children of Canaan, knew very well what he was driving at, whom the Almighty, by the mouth of many a time and oft, when---We did Noah, doomed forever to slavery[Gen. not, while studying bim, (although, to ix. 25.) saying, “ Cursed be Canaan. come up to the scratch manfully, we A servant of servants shall he be to confess, that we never spoke of the his brethren.” matter at the time, lest it might, one BIGELOW.-A Yankee : formerly day or other, turn out, as it has in more editor of a magazine,or journal, in New

that John Locke was York---Now,nobody knows wbere : one right, and ourself wrong, after all; he of those rolling-stones that gather no surprisingly clear, and ourself a block- moss, which are so common in America. head-pass that, if you please, to our He was a bold,saucy,unprincipled wricredit).-Well, having proved this ter; and was the first of those who firstly, (to our satisfaction and surprise ventured, head foremost, at Byron. Mr. of course,) he goes on to prove,second- B. began with Lord B.'s 5 Lament of

than one case,

* EerscopHL CHURCH.--It is not a little remarkable, but we are assured (and believe it) from good authority---that this Church, without any privilege or patronage, in any way, (except what is private,) is vow increasing faster than any other in America. We know, that, in a wordly point of view, it is always more respectable there.


Tasso, or Prophecy of Dante;" wrote obliterate them : and, withal, to fasten a furious, blackguard, elever article, to himself, with such tremendous power, prove that Lord Byron left out his upon a common incident, as to hold the rhymes. He gave examples, which spectator breathless. proved---either that Byron was writing

His language was downright prose blank verse at the time; or that be, the ---the natural diction of the man himcritic, had mistaken a stanza for a self---earnest---full of substantial good couplet---we forget wbich.

sense, clearness, and simplicity ;---very BOLMAN--Dr.a pamphleteer : wrote, sober and very plain, so as to leave very sensibly, upon many questions of only the meaning upon the mind. Noimportance; and somewhat about a body ever remembered the words of metallic currency,and the precious met- Charles Brockden Brown; nobody evals, at a time (during the late war, in er thought of the arrangement ; yet America) when there were no precious nobody ever forgot what they conveymetals in the country (out of Massa- ed. You feel, after he has described a chusetts, and that neighbourhood)— thing--and you have just been poring not enough silver and gold, if they could over the description, not as if had have been diluted to the consistence of been reading about it ; but as if you, moonshine, to wash over a thousandth yourself, had seen it; or, at least,---as part of the scoundrel trash that was in if you had just parted with a man who circulation, for money-of course, there had seen it--a man, whose word bad was a fine opportunity for speculation, never been doubted ; and who had hypothesis, and theory, among thé been telling you of it---with his face newspaper-people,and pamphleteers- flushed. He wrote in this peculiar concerning a substitute for money. Dr style, not from choice ; not because he B. did some good, nevertheless : and understood the value or beauty of it, one or two of his pamphlets would be when seriously or wisely employed--worth looking into, now; and that, as but from necessity. He wrote after his we take it, is no common praise for any peculiar fashion, because he was unapamphlet or political squib, some ten ble to write otherwise. There was no or a dozen years after it has burnt self-denial in it; no strong judgment; out.

no sense of propriety; no perception BROWN, CHARLES BROCKDEN.-This of what is the true source of dramawas a good fellow; a sound, hearty tic power (distinctness-vividness.) specimen of Trans-Atlantic stuff. While hunting for a subject, he had Brown was an Amenèan to the back- the good luck to stumble upon one or bone-without knowing it. He was a

He was a two (having had the good luck before, novelist; an imitator of Godwin,whose to have the yellow fever) that suited Caleb Williams made bim. He had his turn of expression, while he was no poetry; no pathos ; no wit ; no imbued, heart and soul, with Godwin's humour ; no pleasantry; no playful- thoughtful and exploring manner: and

; no passion ; little or no elo- these one or two, he wore to death. quence ; no imagination--and, except The very incidents, which were often where panthers were concerned, a most common-place, are tossed up, over penurious and bony invention---meagre and over again—with a tiresome ciras death,--and yet---lacking all these cumstantiality, when he is not upon natural powers--and working away, in these particular subjects.--He discova style with nothing remarkable in it-- ered, at last perhaps, as many wiser except a sort of absolute sincerity, like men have done-when there was no that of a man, who is altogether in use in the discovery-that it is much earnest, and believes every word of his easier to suit the subject to the style, own story---he was able to secure the than the style to the subject ;-no easy attention of extraordinary men,as other matter to change your language, or people (who write better) would that cast off your identity-your individuof children ;---to impress his pictures ality—but "mighty easy, as a Virgiupon the human heart, with such un- nian would say, to change your theme. exampled vivacity, that no time can BROWN was one of the only three or


four professional authors, that America with it--but whither were they to fly? has ever produced. He was the first. how ?—in dead carts, with a yellow He began, as all do, by writing for the flag steaming over them—to the hosnewspapers—where that splendour of pitals, where the detestable matter, of diction, for which the Southern Amer- which he speaks, was accumulating by icans are so' famous is always in cartloads.— No, it was better to die blast : He was thought little or noth- at home—with his own family-dising of, by his countrymen ; rose, grad. solve in his own house, at least ;-and nally, from the newspapers to the mag. keep out everything-even to the very azines, and circulating libraries ; lived sunshine and air of heaven, both of miserably poor ; and died, as he lived, which were snioking with pestilence-miserably poor ; and went into his by barring the windows-securing the grave with a broken heart.

doors and making the whole house He was born in Philadelphia ; lived dark. in Philadelphia-or-as his country He lived in. Eleventh Street'-(we men would say, with more propriety, mention this for the information of his

put up” -(as he did with every. townsmen—not one in a thousand of thing-literal starvation--and a bad whom know it: of his countrymenneighbourhood, in the dirtiest and least not one in a million of whom, out of respectable part of the town)—" tar- Athens, ever would know it, but for ried”-lingered in Philadelphia ; and us)-between walnut’ and chesnut had the good luck-God help him--to -on the eastern side--in a low, dirty, die in Philadelphia, while it was the two-story brick house ; standing a little Athens of America'—the capital city, in from the street-with never a tree in truth, of the whole United States. nor a shrub near it-lately in the oc

He was 'there, during the yellow cupation of or, as a Yankee would fever of 1798-(Hence the terrible real say, improvedby, an actor-man, ity of his descriptions, in Arthur Mer- whose name was Darley. vyn,

and Ormond)—a pestilence, that, By great good luck, surprising perlike the plague of London, turned a severance, and munificent patronage city into a solitude-a place of sepul- --for America*-poor Brown succeedture-till the grass grew in the streets. ed-(much, as the Poly-glott Bible

He had no means of escape-he maker succeeded, whose preface alhad a large family—a wife (to whom ways brings the tears into our eyeshe was greatly indebted for the accom- in burying all his friends-outliving plishment of his works—a very supe. all confidence in himself-wasting forrior and interesting woman) and seve- lune after fortune-breaking his legs, ral children-daughters.—Yet-yet and wearing out his life, in deplorable he had no means of escape. The slavery, without even knowing it.) fever raged with especial malignity in Even so, poor Brown succeeded in his neighbourhood - he, himself, and getting out, by piece-meal, a small, several of his family, were taken down, miserable, first edition--on miserable

* A few facts will show what is reckoned ' munificent patronage' in America. Two hundred dollars (about 451. )---payable partly, or wholly, in books--- the best of paper money by the way---are now, even to this hour, considered a good price, for a good novel, in two American volumes, (which make from three, to four, here.) When R. Walsh, Jr. Esquire, was the Jupiter of the American Olympus, (having been puffed in the Edinboro', for some blackguard thunder and lightning about Napoleon, whose character peither party ever understood,) he was employed by a confederacy of publishers, to edit a Quarterly Jourual. They paid nothing to contributors, of whom Walsh made continual use---spared no trouble ---stuck at nothing, in the experiment ;---paid him fifteen hundred dollars (3401.) a-number ---and failed ---of course. Allan was to have had 3000 dollars (6801. ) for the Am.Revolution ---but he never wrote a word of it. Neal and Watkins wrote it. Allan got nothing ; Watkins the same : Neal, 1000 dollars, in promises---which produced some 3 or 400 dolls. (75.) --- It is in two vols. 8vo. Breckenridge got 500 dollars (1101.) cash, for the copyright of his American War : Neal 200 dollars (451.) cash, for the copyright of Keep Cool, a small novel, two vols, his first literary essay.---Cooper published the Spy on his owo acrount. It bas produced about six hundred pounds-- in every way, to him : lut would not have sold for fifty in MS.-----Think of that---When Mr. Irving gets fifteen hundred pounds---for the second edition of some tolerable stories, wbich altogether, would not make one volume of a Yankee novel.


paper (even for that country)—a first never till then—(we were the first) volume of one or two of his works- did they give tongue on the other side the second volume following, at an in- of the Atlantic.-- We puffed him a terval--perhaps of years—the second little. They have blown him up (skyedition never-never, even to this hour. high.'-We went up to him reverently -Yet will these people talk of their they, head-over-heels. We flattered native literature.

him somewhat--for he deserved it ; There has never been; or, as the and was atrociously neglected. But Quurterly would have it-there has they have laid it on with a trowel.not ever been, any second edition, of He would never have been heard of, any thing that Brown ever wrote-in but for us. They are determined, America, we mean. We say this, with now, that we shall never hear of any

positiveness (notwithstanding thing else. We licked him into shape : the most unprofitable uproar lately they have slobbered him--as the anamade about him there, --for which we conda would a buffaloe, (if she could shall give the reasons, before we have find one)-till one cannot bear to look done with Brother Jonathan-cut at him. We pawed him over, till he where it may-bit or miss)-because was able to stand alone in his own we know, that, very lately, it was im- woods—they—till he can neither stand possible to find, even in the circulating nor go; till we should not know our libraries of his native city (Philadel- own cub, if we saw him. phia) any complete edition of his The talking about him began, clumworks :- Because we know, tbat, when sily enough-and, as usual, with a they are found, any where in America) most absurd circumspection, in the they are odd volumes of the same North American Review : All the edition, so far as we can judge-print- newspapers followed of course—all ed all of a heap-or samples of some the magazines-tag, rag, and bob-tail : English edition :-Because a young And then, just in the nick of time, Maryland lawyer told ourself, not came out proposals from a Newlong ago, that he had been offered an Yorker, to publish a handsome ediarmful of Brown's novels—(by a rela- tion of Brown's Novels; at less, we tion of Brown's family)—which were believe, than one dollar (4s. 6d.) a lying about in a garret, and had been volume-worthy of him-worthy of lying about, in the same place, the the age-and-worthy of America, Lord knows how long-if he would by subscription. carry them away—or, as he said,- tote There the matter ended. Nothing 'em off, ye see.' But being a shrewd more was done-of course. The fayoung fellow-not easily.cotch;' hav- mily were scattered-very likely to ing heard about an executor de son the four winds of heaven ;--and what tort, før meddling with a dead man's if there was a niece living in Philagoods and suspecting some trick (like delphia--that was no business of theirs. the people, to whom crowns were of- They talked about his books; but nofered, on a wager, at sixpence a-piece,) body thought of subscribing. They he cocked his eye--pulled bis hat over called him the “ Scott” of America one ear-screwed up his mouth, and and there the matter ended. walked off, whistling 'Taint the truck

It was one thing to make a noise ; for trowsers, tho'

another to pay money.

His countrySome years ago, we took up Charles men had kicked up a dust, about his Brockden Brown ; disinterred him ; grave-talked of the 6 star-spangled embalmed him ; did him up, decently; banner”—and what more would ye and put him back again—(that is expect of his countrymen? The whole one of us did so.)—Since then, poor community were up in arms--people Brown has had no peace, for bis coun were ready to go a pilgrimage to his trymen. We opened upon the North birth-place-if there were no toll to American creature-making him break pay-but not one in a million can tell, cover; and, riding after him, as if he to this hour-where he was bornwere worth our while, Then-but where he lived--where he died or


you have ?

what he has written. They had ran- under strong temptation, to his own sacked the circulating libraries, anew; -Let us pass on. looked into such of his novels, as they Edgar Huntly was the second essay could find, most of them for the first-Ormond, the last: About Wieland time, and the “balance,” for the last we are not very certain. These three time; dried out the grease-righted are unfinished, irregular, sürprising afthe leaves— wrote over the margins— fairs. All are renarkable for vividdog-eared what was agreeable-hurried ness, circumstantiality, and startling through a part-skipped the rest - disclosures, here and there : yet all are smuttied their fingers-paid a 'fippen- full of perplexity, incolierence, and ny bit' a head—and what more would contradiction. Sometimes, you are

ready to believe that Brown had made They had bragged of their national up the whole stories, in his own mind, spirit, as being unexampled-(they before he had put his pen to the paper; were right-it is unexampled :) of at others, you would swear that he had their national genius, which had been either never seen, or forgotten, the beable to “ extort” praise from usmin ginning, before he came to the end, of spite of our teeth ;- they had made a his own story. You never know, for plenty of noise about poor Brown'; example, in Edgar Huntly, whether hurraed,like fine fellows, for American - an Irishman, whose name we forliterature and what more would get--a principal character, is oris not, any reasonable man--who knows them a murderer. Brown, himself, seems thoroughly---desire ?

never to have made up his own mind Brown wrote Arthur Mervyn'; Ed- on that point. So---in Wielands-you gar Huntly ; Clara Howard ; Wie- never know whether Brown is,or is not land ; Jane 'Talbot ; Ormond ; and in earnest ; whether Wieland was, or some papers, which have since been

was not, supernaturally made away collected and called the Bibloquist. with. So---j1 Ormond---who was the

Clara Howard and Jane Talbot are secret witness ?- to what purpose ? mere newspaper novels ; sleepy, dull What a miserable catastrophe it iscommon-sense.--very absolute prose-- Quite enough to inake anybody sick of nothing more.

puling explanations. Now,allthis mysteArthur Mervyn is remarkably well ry is well enough, when you understand managed, on many accounts; and mis- the author's intention.". Byron leaves erably on others. It was the first, the a broken chain---for us to guess by.-germ of all his future productions. when his Corsair is gone. We see that Walbeck was himself he never he scorns to explain. Byron is raysteequalled him, afterwards--tho' he did rious---Brown only perplexing. Why? play him off, with a new name and a Because Brown undertakes to explain ; new dress, in every new piece. Ex- and fails. Brown might have refused planations were designed---hall-given, as Byron did. We should have liked but never finished : machinery half dis- him, if he had, all the better for it; as closed---and then forgotten, or aban- we do Byron. But we shall never fordoned. -Brown intended, at some fu- give him, or any other man, dead or ture day, to explain the schoolmaster, alive, who skulks out of any undertathat seduced the sister of Mervyn, into king with an air---as if not he, but othWalbeck : Incidents are introduced, er people are to be pitied. We with great emphasis, which lead no have our eye on a case, in point ; but, where---to nothing; and, yet, are re no matter now. peated in successive works. Thus--(we Brown wanted material. What little speak only from recollection, and have he found, tho’ it had all the tenuity of not seen one of the books for many a pure gold, he drew out, by one contriyear)---in Arthur Mervyn,Edgar Hunt- vance and another, till it disappeared ly, and, perhaps, in Jane Talbot, a sum in his own hands. So long as it would of money comes into the possession of bear its own weight, he would never “ another person,” who converts, it, let go of it; and, when it broker--he

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