the Nor will the note appended to this stanza allays their anger: v», M - ! It would have taught him humanity at least. at least. This sentimental savage, whom it is a mode to quote (amongst the novelists) to show their sympathy for innocent sports and old songs, teaches to experiment, in addition, to the art of aglogs, and break their legs by way of stupidest of pretended sports. They may art of angabout he be the coldest, and the beauties of nature, but the angler merely thinks of his dish of fish; he has to leisure to take his eyes from off the streams, and a single bite is worth to him more than all the scenery around. Besides, some fish bite best on a rainy day. The whale, the shark; and the tunny fishery have somewhat of noble and perilous in them; even net fishing, trawling, a good man. c. are of the best man I ever knew, as humane, delicate-minded, generous, and excellent a creature as any in the world, was an angler: true, he angled with painted flies, and would have been incapable of the extravagances of I. Walton." The above addition was made by a friend in reading over the MS.—“ Audi altepartem "-I leave it to counterbalance my own observation. 1991199 9Jiaita. 36 L more humane and No Some further description follows, which ends with a very characteristic summing up:→→→ .bollut Jon ylznerado sorte di But all was gentle and aristocratic on noleivong si s ei 3: en 3ed3 .163In this our party; polish'd, smooth, and cold, 29 jenni ed as36 # -ud to teens Phidian forms cut out of marble Attic. ir stil to admoy giches, There now are no Squire Westerns as of old; And our Sophias are not so emphatic, 29But fair as then, or fairer to behold. 951 We have no accomplish'd blackguards, like Tom Jones,; noitrenca But gentlemen in stays, as stiff as stones. ft strauteit gesi With the account of the guests concludes Canto 13; and we must anticipate a little, and extract from an advanced part of Canto 14, to supply Lord Byron's apology for any lack of point or brilliancy in his description of worshipful society: The portion of this world which I at present- yea of x They break their ranks and gladly leave the drill And they must be or seem what they were: still' But when of the first sight you have had your fill, Thus Lord Byron adds his testimony to that of the many scribes of quality who have preceded him, and been equally candid in exposing the burning heart beneath the glittering robe, like the pacers in the hall of Eblis, so well described described in Vathek. Horace Walpole, Lady Mary Wortley Montagues and several more have preceded the author of Don Juan in this line of discovery, which, however, only amounts to the general fact, that unalloyed enjoyment is not for any stage of human existence; but that, if due enquiry were made, the result would be very similar to that produced by the investigation of the good King Bedreddin Lolo and his rueful Visier, in the entertaining Persian tale called after them. Akenside has a very imposing passage, in his Pleasures of Imagination, on this subject, in which he observes, it is intended, that Not in the fading echoes of Renown, sitiv bolone ad.99 Power's purple robe, or Pleasure's flowery lap, notts to The soul should find enjoyment, 80 in order that the human mind should extend its vision, and reach the idea of infinite perfection. We cannot go quite so far as this florid poet, because it would be asserting the existence of an intention which is obviously not fulfilled. It is possibly enough to be convinced that it is a wise provision not to make man too satisfied with a state which he must necessarily resign. At all events, it is clear, that the leading ranks of life are not exempt from the general discontent of hu2 manity; and that, in the midst of abundance, satiety eats like a rust into their souls. The affections supply the purest sources of human satisfaction; and here it is evident that the two extremes of society are less fortunate than the grades which lie between them. But enough: this is running away without a licence from Don Juan sơm what too much in the way of the noble author, whose possession cofione is undeniable. We shall conclude our accounty of these Cantbs next week. ---:V1'908 lutqidanow to noitqizɔzəli 3 Koningsmarke, the Long Finne, a Story of the New World. some We suspect that we owe this American story (which first saw the light in New York, and has been reprinted in London) in a distant degree to the novels of Sir Walter Scott, and immediately to the deserved success of the transatlantic author of the Spy and the Pioneers. Something, indeed, of this is confessed by the present story-teller, who, without competing with either of the masters we have just alluded to, may in time" become a painter also." Consciously right as he may be in some of his objections to the Waverly novels, we could however wish that he had not displayed a little more spleen than judgment in his manner of advancing them; it not being absolutely necessary to depose a North British to make room for another American Novelist. We say this only as to an excess of this kind of remark, and a captious affectation in the display of it; for we are as satisfied as our American, that the Scottish novels will not hold that very fashionable rank with posterity which they maintain at present. No productions, indeed, the principal attractions of which originate in a happy portraiture of costume and manners, rather than of principles and affections, ever contend such is not the hold an immoveable station. The thick-and-thin in admirers of the Od 09.099 case with them, and that they abound with characteristic incident, which is the result of the most deep-rooted feelings and associations. Agreed-but of ybad elogie 9967077 904 what kind? Those which spring out of the strong prejudices of a party or a clan, a species of collective singularity. We will not say that there are no exceptions to this remark; but they are very few, and by no means the happiest of his portraitures. This is so undeniable, that if either male or female be depictured without the mark of the herd upon them, they are in proportion powerless and inefficient. A selfformed spirit can never be conjured into the circle of Sir Walter; and we question if, like Fielding, or even his countryman Smollet, he could make even a passable story out of the every-day characters and inci. dents of life. This says nothing against his merit sin his own way, which is clearly that of vivid description and the painting of things for the associations connected with the eye, rather than with the understanding, with those allied to the memory, more than to the hearti We question if half of his pathos be not factitious at least we can only recollect the Heart of Mid-Lothian, which claims an exception, and that is by forming the leading incident on an extreme case But in classing the forte of Sir Walter, and showing a little disposition to deny its claim to intellectual priority, we conclude all qualification on our part.That he makes use of his special gift in the covert service of party, and to neutralize or ridicule some of the noblest springs of human action, whilst he advocates some of the most factitious and injurious, is the fault of any thing but the head, and ought to be taken into account in a judgment of the man, rather than of the writer.And now to our more especial business. The author of Koningsmarke should be merciful to the "Great Unknown," for an obvious want of skill in the formation of a story; for in that respect his own is an utter failure. This is so much the case, that we have been more than once led to suspect that he intended Koningsmarke for a burlesque exhibition of the failures and less defensible eccentricities of the Waverly School. Thus he heads his chapters with something like a travestie of the headings of the chapters of the Scottish author; and after ridiculing the taste of much of his romance, has manufactured a kind of black Meg Merrilies in his turn, to perform a similar part to no manner of purpose. It singularly enough happens, too, that he is happiest in that very class of the descriptive which forms the principal merit of his original. Such, for instance, as Indian character, scenery, grouping and manners; and with great fidelity fails as precisely in respect to his nominal hero and heroine, and in a lame, huddled, and impotent conclusion. Truly, if our American intended to burlesque Sir Walter Scott, he should not have gravely attacked him; and if not, he has only shewn his inferiority, in the very faults which he condemns. "Do you read, or sing?" said Cæsar to a bad reader." If you sing, you sing very badly." A parody in application may easily be made. Our readers may enquire, if it is in a preface that the Scottish novels are thus attacked by American jealousy? We answer, no, but in digres sionary chapters; Koningsmarke being divided into books, in the Fielding way, with a prefatory chapter to each, a dangerous model, without a plentiful intellectual storehouse. There is some pleasantry, however, and much right general feeling if little profundity. We suspect, indeed, that this author has not been much in the habit of marshalling his ideas in print, and that something better will succeed Koningsmarke, which, following the exact track of The Pioneers, in character and, story, marches a vast way behind it ends or zipu9976 ゆ Koningsmarke the Long Finne-in kindred English, Koningsmarke the tall Finlander, finds his way, a youthful wanderer, into the Swedish settlement of Elsingburgh, on the banks of the Delaware, then acknowledging the authority of the heroic Gustavus Adolphus. A poor adventurer of good family, he falls rapidly into the good graces of the old testy Swedish Governor and his fair daughter, but is counteracted by the mysterious opposition of an old black slave (a sort of reputed witch) in the Governor's family. All this ends in nothing; the myatery turns out to be none at all, and the lovers are finally united. The entire merit, therefore, consists in American village character and inci"dent, in emulation of The Pioneers, and in occasional happy description of the wild nature and aboriginal strength of feature of the savage. We will endeavour to furnish an extract or two, chiefly in illustration of the latter. B Dominie Kanttwell, the intolerant pastor of the good village of Elsinburgh, attacks an Indian Sachem, with the view of converting him "The old Sachem listened till he had done, it being their custom never to interrupt any person in speaking, and then replied with great gravity Brother, you say your religion is the only true religion in the world good I have been in Canada, and there they told me theirs was the only true religiongood: I have been at Boston, where they assured me the religion of the people of Canada was the religion of the bad spirit, and that theirs was the only true one. good: I have been at the Manhattans, where they called the white people of Boston bad people, and said they had no religion-good: I have been at Coaquanock, among the Big Hats, and they told me the religion of the Manhattans was not the right sort good: I am here, and you say, Brother, ours is the only good religion, and you must believe like me good. But, brother, which am to believe? You say, all of you, that the good book out of which you preach is what you all take for your guide, and that it is written by the Great Spirit himself, yet you all differ among yourselves. Now, brother, hear what I have got to say. As soon as you shall agree among yourselves which is the true religion, I shall think of joining you. Good.'' " The following account of a conference between the white and the red men is at once elaborately humourous and picturesque : "The place selected for this meeting was a little flat in a curve of the river, which was here about twenty yards wide, clothed with majestic elms and sycamores, standing at various distances from each other, and without any underwood. The greensward extending to the edge of the stream on one side, and on the other rose a lofty barrier of rocks, clothed with gray mosses and laurel bushes, now just exhibiting their pale pink blossoms. The precipice was crowned, at its summit, with a primeval growth of lofty oaks, that waved their broad arms beyond the rocks, and partly overshadowed the stream, which, a little onward, wound between two high hills and disappeared. To this sequestered spot came the Heer Piper, accompanied by the Long Finne, Dominie Kanttwell, the trusty Counsellors of Elsingburgh, together with divers men, women, and children, drawn thither by curiosity, and whom the trusty and indefatigable Lob Dotterel kept in order by dint of making more noise than all the rest. Here, too, came ten or a dozen of the monarchs of the new world, whose names and titles, translated into English, equal those of the most lofty and legitimate kings of the east. There came the Big Buffalo, the Little Duck Legs, the Sharp Faced Bear, the Walking Shadow, the Rolling Thunder, the Iron Cloud, the Jump ing Sturgeon, the Belly Ach, and the Doctor, all legitimate sovereigns, with copper rings in their noses, blanket robes of state, and painted faces. These were accom panied by a train of inferior chiefs and warriors, who seated themselves in silence in a half circle, on one side of the little plain. On the right of these sat the kings, their bodies bent forward in a posture to listen, and their blankets drawn closely around their shoulders, which, when occasionally opened, disclosed the deadly tomahawk and scalping knife, or sit most au gawe ons sid Jiwe digig? 1098) On the opposite side, upon a little natural platform, was placed a bench, or tribune, t for the Heer Piper and his suite. The Heer on this occasion was dressed in his uniform as a Swedish officer, which he wore under the Great Gustavus, and had onc a sword, given him, as he affirmed, by that Bulwark of the Protestant Faith, as a reward for certain great services, which Governor Piper declined to enumerate, except on new year's eve, and other remarkable epochs. The Rolling Thunder prod duced a long pipe, ornamented with dyed horse-hair, porcupine's quills variously coloured, and many enormous devices. Having lighted it, he took a whiff or two, handed it to the next, and thus it passed completely round the circle, till both white meu and red-men had partaken in the solemn rite of peace. The Rolling Thunder then bowed gracefully to the Heer, and waved his hand in token that they were ready to hear him. Governor Piper rose, and his speech was from time to timeb translated by an interpreter, slag bis bandomem etidyabava Unins "Delawares, Minks, Mingoes, Muskrats, and Mud Turtles, listen said the Heer, feeling all the dignity of his situation as the representative of a king, address-b ing an assemblage of kings. 100 of 180118 ved pov jedi en allot sinimod sir 19 You have behaved badly of late; you have sold lands, and taken them back again, after you had shot away your powder, emptied your tobacco boxes, and drank your rum ad & 91 How tudoy diw abasini od of adil bluow W. 19lia gal Delawares, Minks, Mingoes, Muskrats. and Mud Turtles, listen bwi evad voy every notwithstanding we take make you better; you get drunk and fight each other with knives, instead of embracing like brothers. This is wicked, and the Great Spirit will punish you. Before many moons are passed away, people will ask what has become of the Delawares, the Mini goes, and the rest of the red-men? and the answer shall be, they have been cons sumed in liquid fires. insions two bas emoten Delawares, Minks, Mingoes, Muskrats, and Mud Turtles, listen!! sdt double * You have refused to hear those whom I sent amongst you, to teach you the worship of the true Great Spirit, who is angry with you, and has sent the small-pox to punish your obstinacy. You have hunted on the white-man's ground, and broke down the dam I caused to be built across the river, that we might grind our corn, and saw boards to build our houses. These are some of the things I wished to talk to you about. The Great Spirit, I tell you, is angry, and your great father, across the big lake yonder, will take vengeance. Let me hear what you have to say. The red kings heard this harangue in dead silence, and waited a little while to see if the Heer had done speaking. The Rolling Thunder then rose, and, throwing t back his blanket, so as to bare his shoulder and red right arm, spoke as follows, bed ginning in a low tone, and gradually becoming more loud and animated: igsa "Long Knife! The strong liquor was first brought among us by the Dutch, whos sold it to us, and then told us we must not drink it; they knew it was for our hurt, yet they tempted us to buy it. fasen aient sistimi jon eudal reqsh Long Knife! The next people that came among us was the English, who like ot wise sold us strong liquors, which they blamed us afterwards for drinking The w next that came were the Swedes, your people, and they too sold us strong drinks.ad All of you knew they were hurtful to us, and that if you let us have them, we wouldm drink them and become mad. We drink, abuse one another, and throw each other a into the fire. Six score and ten of our people have been killed by their ownoff brothers, in these mad fits of drinking. Who is to blame for this?' Long Knife! You say, that after we have made away with the price of ourds lands, we come there and hunt on them as if they were our own. We sold you the land, and the trees upon it; but we did not sell the fowls of the air, and the beasts of ib the forest. These belong to those who have courage and skill to catch them. The ds Long Knives don't know how to hunt any more than women. You say, too, that we have destroyed the dam which you made across the river to grind your cornw This spring, when we were looking out for the fish to come up the river as they used to do, none came, and our women and children were near starving. We came down to see what was the matter, and found the fish could not get up your dam, so were destroyed it. You tell us that men should do as they would be done bys & WaYou Why then did you deprive us of fish, that you might grind your Long Kuife! We have listened to the Dominie's talks, and tried to understand J them, but we cannot. The Great Spirit has given the red-men one mind, and the to white-men another. When you bargain with us for three beaver skins, you will notmi. take one for three; yet you want us to believe that three Great Spirits make but one Great Spirit We can't understand this. Is this our fault |