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new form of city government with a prudence for the type of a New Englander, is yet by his and vigor which reconciled the population maternal ancestors also of French and of Irish with the representative city government, in- descent. troduced by the Legislature, instead of the We dined at Mr. Prescott's. Everything primary meetings. In the Quincy Market, in his abode reminded me of his occupations. established through his energies, and through In the hall there is a portrait of Cortez; the direction he gave to the enterprise of the Spanish princes, queens and knights meet city, he has connected his memory with one our eyes on the walls, and a rich, historical of the most splendid improvements of Boston. library, containing the works on Spain and For a long series of years he had been the her possessions in the sixteenth century, with President of Harvard College, and is now hon- a large collection of manuscripts of that ored in Boston as the patriarch of the city. period, fill his study. Mr. Prescott was, by

Several of our days were wholly occupied the natural weakness of his eyes, and perhaps by calls we received. Everybody seemed in- likewise by the amiable mildness of his temterested in our cause and in our lot. Of the per, prevented from taking an active part in New England coldness and reserve, so often politics, or from becoming a regular business mentioned in the South, we found here no man. He devoted his time to literature ; and trace ; yet in one respect society differs much parting from the Spanish conquest of Mexico from that of trans-Chesapeake States — the and of Peru, his researches led him to the prejudice which regards duelling as a mode history of the splendid reigns of Ferdinand and of reëstablishing a questioned reputation, does Isabella. He is now occupied on that of not exist here. One of the greatest statesmen Philip II. It is a gigantic task, for the hisof Massachusetts, when a chivalrous South- tory of Spain under that king is also a history erner, who deemed himself insulted by some of Protestantism in Germany, of independence expression on slavery, challenged him to fight in the Netherlands, of liberty in England, of a duel as a gentleman, is said to have replied the struggle between the power of the crown coolly, that his adversary was mistaken in and the local institutions in France and in supposing him to be a gentleman; this title, Spain ; a drama of which we ourselves have coupled with the duty of duelling, belonged not yet witnessed the last act. The author to monarchies, not to democratic republics. who will accomplish this task adequate to the

Of our new acquaintances none proved more grand subject, will really be " a prophet turned affectionate, and actively kind to us, than Mrs. backward," as A. W. Schlegel has termed the Hillard. She met us not as strangers, but as true historian. friends, whose fortunes she had long watched A family relic in the dining-room of Mr. with anxious sympathy. One of those thor- Prescott had a peculiar interest for me, as an oughly benevolent natures, void of all selfish-evidence of the impartial way in which Bosness, who ever seem to please themselves only tonians look upon their revolution. Two when they confer benefits on others ; with the swords, crossing one another on the wall, and modest timidity of one who claims neither those of the grandfather of Mr. Prescott and attentions nor thanks, she unites the energy of the grandfather of his wife, both officers in which rarely fails to carry its ends. The the battle of Bunker Hill — the one in the deep affections of her disposition, not being American, the other in the English ranks. concentrated by maternal cares (for she is Here, as well as in the house of Mr. Winchildless), expand in sunny kindness on every throp, we saw that democratic institutions do one whom she can assist or oblige. She en- not interfere with a just family pride, which joys the happiness of her friends as warmly prizes the merits of the ancestors and stimuas she sympathizes with their sorrows; and lates the descendants to emulation. every one is to her eminently a friend, who is We admired at Mr. Ticknor's his most exoppressed, or who strives against injustice. tensive Spanish library, which even in Spain

We spent a pleasant norning at Mr. R. has scarcely an equal for completeness. It is Winthrop's, the descendant of the celebrated worth notice, that long before any party in first Governor of Massachusetts. He is one the United States dreamt of an invasion of of the chief leaders and most important states- Mexico, two of the most eminent scholars of men of the whig party in this state, and is Boston had devoted their attention to the hismore English in his manners and turn of mind tory and literature of that realm, turning the than most of the Bostonians; in his house we attention of their countrymen toward those almost forgot that we had crossed the ocean. parts which now seem destined to become We spoke about the claims of the different their virtual inheritance. nationalities in the United States, and Mr. The largest private library in Boston is that Winthrop justly remarked that the Americans of Mr. Everett, in whose house the Scientific are eminently a mixed people, and that it is Society holds its regular meetings. The door · ridiculous bore to make national distinctions of the library is masked as in the Athenæum in regard to the white population. He him- of London, with titles of unwritten or lost self, for example, who surely must be taken books, in a way which shows the feelings of

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Mr. Everett. We see here, for instance, the We trust that American writers, who may Art of Government, by Louis Bonaparte, in hereafter be called upon to write for English five volumes — viz. : Artillery, Infantry, Car- Reviews, will not suffer their manuscripts or alry, Police, and Clergy.

opinions to be emasculated by the editors. It is

selling labor and liberty too cheap to allow the Here we take our leave of these spirited without such ingredients, be regarded a just

infusion of so much poison into what would, volumes. Our extracts show, that while criticism or a perfect work. they are too personal and gossipping to suit a scrupulous taste, they are marked by a

This is certainly a very narrow and absurd charming naïveté and a genial spirit which appeal to the national prejudices of our literawill place them among the most readable ny men, and one quite unworthy of the lit

erary profession. The Westminster Review books of the season.

asks Mr. Whipple, or any one else, to write them an article about Mr. Webster, of a pre

scribed length, and for a prescribed price per From the Evening Post.

page. Mr. Whipple accepts the offer, writes AMERICAN WRITERS FOR ENGLISH RE- the article, and pockets the fee. VIEWS.

He is not in any way responsible for the

article when it is published, or for any part The last Westminster Review, just repub- of it; his connection with it can never be lished by Scott & Co., contains an article on known, with the consent of the editors, and Webster, from the pen of Mr. Whipple, of is never likely to be revealed except by himBoston, as is said. The editor, however, ap- self

. He has no longer any property in the pears to have taken some liberties wită the article ; no more than the grocer has in the MS., as we judge from the following para- pound of tea which he has sold, or the tailor graph in the Express of this morning, which in the coat which he meets in the streets on appears to have been written by authority. the backs of his customers.

On the other hand, the Review is responsiIn the last number of the Westminster Re- ble for the article ; its critical judgment is at view, we are assured that the elaborate article stake ; the consistency of its principles and on Daniel Webster is from an American, and a the authority of its opinions are to be mainBostonian. It is an able review of the whole of tained; it asks no person to take any perthe public life and opinions of Daniel Webster ; the article, we are told, is so interpolated with sonal responsibility for what he writes for its the views of the British editor, as in some meas- columns, and it pays a high price for the ure to destroy the intent and meaning of the exclusive privilege of using the labor of its American writer.

contributors for its own advantage. Thus most all that was offensively said by In the present instance the editors thought Theodore Parker, in his sermon or address on that Mr. Parker had presented some imporMr. Webster, is added to the main review of tant phases of Mr. Webster's intellectual Mr. Webster's character and opinions. The character which had been overlooked by Mr. British editor seemed to think that it was necessa- Whipple, and they did what they had a perry to add something by way of drawback, to the fect right to do — what every editor feels at good opinions of the gentleman selected by him- liberty to do with a paid contribution; they self in Boston to write a proper review of Mr; altered it in a way to make it more adequateEverett’s volumes on Daniel Webster's life and ly reflect their own opinions. It is not worth character. Thus we are told in Mr. Parker's words, that

while to talk of American writers " selling
“ His learning was narrow in its range, and their labor and liberty too cheap," when they
not very nice in its accuracy. His reach in his are paid for their labor all they ask, and are
tory and literature was very small for a great at liberty to write what they please. It
man seventy years of age, always associating would be a sacrifice of liberty indeed, against
with able men. To science he seems to have paid which the Express would be the first to pro-
scarce any attention at all. It is a short radius test, if it were compelled to publish the com-
that measures the arc of his historic realm. A munications of its puid contributors without
few Latin authors whom he loved to quote, made the editorial privilege of making them corro-
up his meagre classic store. He was not a schol- spond with and reflect its own opinions.
ar, and it is idle to claim great scholarship for

Happily, scholars, like doctors, differ in opin The Doll and her Friends ; or, Memoirs of
ion as to what is really the true understanding. the Lady Seraphina. By the Author of‘Letters
We think that the published works of Mr. from Madras, &c. With Illustrations. Ticknor,
Webster answer the opinions of Mr. Parker, who Reed & Fields.
can see nothing above, or below, or around his
own dark spectacles, and who seems to think Aunt Effie's Rhymes for Little Children,
there is no heaven or earth, but that which comes with twenty-four Illustrations. Ticknor, Reed
within the orbit of his own narrow vision.

& Fields.

From Poems by Elizabeth Barnett.

COWPER'S GRAVE. It is a place where poets crowned

May feel the heart's decaying – It is a place where happy saints

May weep amid their praying —
Yet let the grief and humbleness,

As low as silence, languish ;
Earth surely now may give her calm

To whom she gave her anguish.
O poets ! from a maniac's tongue

Was poured the deathless singing ! O Christians ! at your cross of hope

A hopeless hand was clinging !
O men ! this man in brotherhood,

Your weary paths beguiling,
Groaned inly while he taught you peace,

And died while ye were smiling!
And now, what time ye all may read

Through dimming tears his story –
How discord on the music fell,

And darkness on the glory —
And how, when one by one, sweet sounds

And wandering lights departed,
He wore no less a loving face,

Because so broken-hearted
He shall be strong to sanctify

The poet's high vocation,
And bowed the meekest Christian down

In meeker adoration :
Nor ever shall he be in praise,

By wise or good forsaken ;
Named softly, as the household name

Of one whom God hath taken !
With sadness that is calm, not gloom,

I learn to think upon him ;
With meekness that is gratefulness,

On God whose heaven hath won him -
Who suffered once the madness-cloud,

Toward His love to blind him ; But gently led the blind along

Where breath and bird could find him ;
And wrought within his shattered brain,

Such quick poetic senses,
As hills have language for, and stars,

Harmonious influences !
The pulse of dew upon the grass,

His own did calmly number ;
And silent shadow from the trees

Fell o'er him like a slumber.
The very world, by God's constraint,

From falsehood's chill removing,
Its women and its men became

Beside him, true and loving !
And timid hares were drawn from woods

To share his home caresses,
Uplooking to his human eyes

With sylvan tendernesses.
But while, in blindness he remained

Unconscious of the guiding,
And things provided came without

The sweet sense of providing,
He testified this solemn truth,

Though frenzy desolated Nor man, nor nature satisfy,

When only God created !

Like a sick child that knoweth not

His mother while she blesses,
And droppeth on his burning brow

The coolness of her kisses ;
That turns his fevered eyes around

“My mother! where's my mother?” And if such tender words and looks

Could come from any other !
The fever gone, with leaps of heart

He sees her bending o'er him ;
Her face all pale from watchful love,

The unweary love she bore him'
Thus, woke the poet from the dream

His life's long fever gave him, Beneath these deep pathetic eyes

Which closed in death, to save him ! Thus ! oh, not thus! no type of earth

Could image that awaking, Wherein he scarcely heard the chant

Of seraphs, round him breaking —
Or felt the new immortal throb

Of soul from body parted,
But felt those eyes alone, and knew

My Saviour ! not deserted !"
Deserted ! who hath dreamt that when

The cross in darkness rested,
Upon the Victim's hidden face

No love was manifested ?
What frantic hands outstretched have e'er

The atoning drops averted -
What tears have washed them from the soul-

That one should be deserted ?
Deserted ! God could separate

From his own essence rather :
And Adam's sins have swept between

The righteous Son and Father
Yea! once, Immanuel's orphaned cry,

His universe hath shaken -
It went up single, echeless,

· My God, I am forsaken !" It went up from the Holy's lips

Amid his lost creation,
That of the lost, no son should use

Those words of desolation ;
That earth's worst frenzies, marring hope,

Should mar not hope's fruition ;
And I, on Cowper's grave, should see

His rapture, in a vision !


On the cope

BY W. M. ANDERSON. Ou, could we rest a little ! Of present Time we stand but for a breath, While the dark backward fadeth far beneath. We summon up the Past :- ere we can hope To think old thoughts, we change ; and idly grope Among dim memories, stirring dust of death. - I see wild visions ; - now, a withered heath Where a strange plover cries ; and now, a slope, And a wan moon that silvers the dank reeds, And white sails like white faces on the sea, And a dull ebbing tide that waves the weeds ; While music of dead voices, dear to me, I hear forever ringing in mine ears : Dear God ! let me but weep, — for I am sick

with tears.


From Eliza Cook's Journal. some advantage. The far-famed Correggio APSLEY HOUSE.

Christ on the Mount of Olives — is visible,

but that is all. Such a gem should be seen APSLEY HIOUSE was built about 1785-6, by close and with a good light. At present it is Ilenry Bathurst Baron Apsley, Earl Ba- protected by a glass, placed at a distance by thurst, and lord high chancellor, the son a barrier, and all but hidden by a bad light. of Pope's friend :

The visitor enters by one barricaded enWho plants like Bathurst, or who builds like Boyle? to the great staircase ; then through the whole

trance in Piccadilly, passes through the whole It was for some time the residence of the of the rooms till he emerges from the late duke's elder brother, the late Marquis Welles- duke's modest bedroom (on the ground floor) ley, and was purchased by the great Duke into the little garden at the back of the house, in the year 1820. The house, originally of and so once more into the courtyard in Piccared brick, as Mr. Cunningham tells us in his dilly. Handbook, was faced with Bath stone in 1828, The house is left very much as we rememwhen the Piccadilly portico and the gallery ber to have seen it in the duke's lifetime. to the west or Hyde Park side were added by We recollect, however, a very large and iinthe Messrs. Wyatt. Much of the house is, pressive collection of marble busts on the however, of Bathurst's building, and exhibits waiting-room table, grouped together withthroughout tokens of want of skill and taste out much order, but striking and tasteful in the original builder, and the more modern notwithstanding, very few of which are now tokens of alterations that have not very skil- to be seen. There were two of the “ Duke," fully supplied or concealed the original de- one of “ Pitt," and busts of “ George III.,” fects. The portico is a portico to let - fit the “ Duke of York,” the “ Emperor Alexonly for London sparrows. The site, how- ander,” and “Sir Walter Scott”--the Scott ever, is the finest in London – commanding by Chantrey. Now the busts are fewer in the great west-end entrance into London, and number, and differently arranged. On one the gates of the best known parks. A for- side of the door leading from this room to eigner called it, happily enough, No. 1, Lon- the principal staircase is Steele's bust of don; and when the duke was alive and in the Duke," and on the other Chantrey's Apsley House, many have been heard to re Castlereagh.” In a corner is Nollekens' gard him not only as constable of the Tower, characteristic bust of “ Pitt," and in a place but as constable of London, with his castle of honor is a reduced copy of Rauch's noble actually seated at its double gates. The statue of Blucher.” Above, are views of house, indeed, stood at one time a kind of Lisbon and other places in Portugal and in siege ; and the iron blinds — bullet proof, it Spain, too high to be seen to advantage. is said — were put up by the duke during

From the hall the visitor passes to the the ferment of the Reform Bill, when his principal staircase, a circular one, lighted, windows were broken by a London mob. as we have said, from above, and through What the great man saw — and what he yellow glass. Here, bathed in saffron color, lived to see! How far less universal would stands Canova's colossal statue in marble of the feeling have been about him in 1832, had "Napoleon,” holding a bronze figure of Viche died then instead of in 1852.

tory in his right hand. This to our thinking Within are speaking architectur- is Canova's greatest work, for it is manly and ally — the house has little to recommend antique-looking, not meretricious and modit. The staircase, lighted by a dome filled ern – was presented to the duke by the allied with yellow glass, is unnecessarily dark. sovereigns. It was executed, however, if we The light in the Piccadilly drawing-rooms is mistake not, for Napoleon himself. The seriously lessened by the useless portico to staircase opens on the *** Piccadilly Drawingwhich we have already referred. The great room: a small, well-proportioned room, congallery, in which the annual Waterloo Ban- taining a few fine and interesting pictures. quet took place — though a fine room occu- ancient and modern. Among the foriner is a pying the whole length of the Hyde Park fine Caravaggio The Card Players; halfside of the house, and the best room in the lengths, fine in expression, and marvellous in house --- is lighted at present only from the point of color, and light and shade. Beneath top; the windows towards the park — its it, but not too well seen on account of the only side lights - being filled within by mir- barrier, is a small good Brouwer - A Smokrors and without by iron blinds. Our previ- ing Party. Over the fireplace is a small fullous impression of this room was materially length perhaps by Vandermeulen -- of the lowered by our late visit. The present duke great Duke of Marlborough, on Horseback. would, we think, do well to remove the tem- The modern pictures are, Wilkie's Chelsea porary mirrors in the windows — for he Pensioner — a commission to Wilkie from the would then restore the light, and enable his duke ; Burnet's Greenwich Pensioners, bought visitors to see the pictures in the gallery to l by the duke from the artist ; and Lanseer's


Van Amburgh in the Den with Lions and Ti-| lence after the single Correggio are the esgers

- a subject suggested to the painter by amples of Velasquez-chiefly portraits, but the duke himself.

how fine! something between Vandyke and From the “ Piccadilly Drawing-room," the Rembrandt. The best specimen, however, visitor passes to the Drawing-room, a which the duke possessed of this great Spanlarge apartment, deriving its chief light from ish master is not a portrait, but a common Piccadilly. Here the eye is at first arrested subject, The Water Seller, treated uncomohiefly by four large copies by Bonnemaison, monly and yet properly. The duke, unlike aster Raphael; copies of more than average Marshal Soult, had no Murillos. After the uerit, but not of sufficient importance to specimens of Velasquez we would place a detain the eye already in expectation of see- fine half-length of a female holding a wreath, ing an original Correggio. * The ladies are by Titian. Two small examples of Claude detained here by two Sèvres vases presented at the Piccadilly end seemed promising, but to the duke by Louis XVIII.; country gen- we were not able to get near enough to speak tlemen by The Melton Hunt, by Mr. Grant, decisively of their merits. Specimens of the Royal Academician; and historical stu- Teniers and Jan Steen are both numerous dents by a small full-length of Napoleon and good in this room; and there is a small studying the map of Europe — by Hoppner's Adrian Ostade, which would ornament a fine three-quarter portrait of Mr. Pitt (bought better collection than the duke pretended to at Christie's some eighteen months ago by possess. The duke, it should be rememthe duke)— by a clever, head of Marshal bered, did not profess dilettanteism or seek Soult - and by a characteristic likeness of to be thought a collector. The pictures at the duke's old favorite friend, the late Mr. Apsley House are either chance acquisitions Arbuthnot. The great hero, it will be seen, abroad, commissions to artists, or portraits was somewhat universal in his love for art, and of Napoleon, of his own officers, his own fama little whimsical in the way in which he ily and friends. In this room, at the north hangs La Madonna del Pesce by Grant's Melton end, is a marble bust of Pauline Bonaparte, Hunt and Landseer's Highland Whiskey Still. by Canova - a present to the duke from the

From the “ Drawing-room” the visitor en- artist, as appears by the inscription on its ters “the Picture-gallery,'' — the principal back. apartment in the house. In this room the From the gallery, the visitor now enters the annual banquet on the 18th of June was back of the building, with its windows lookheld :-- the duke occupying the centre of the ing northward, past the statue of Achilles, room, with his back to the park, and his face and up Park Lane. Here are two rooms -to the fireplace, over which is hung a large the." Small Drawing-room" and the “Striped and fair contemporary copy of the Wind- Drawing-room” – both filled with portraits sor Charles I. on horseback. Here are seen of all sizes. Here is Wilkie's full length of the king of Sweden's present of two fine William IV. (his much finer full-length of vases of Swedish porphyry, standing mod- George IV. in his Highland dress is not estly at the side ; while in the centre are two shown); four full lengths by Lawrence, of poble candelabras of Russian porphyry - a the Marquis Wellesley, Marquis of Anglepresent from the Emperor Nicholas. The walls sea, Lord Beresford, and Lord Lynedoch ; (before we speak of the pictures, for we must Beechey's three-quarter portrait of Nelson, write for upholsterers and milliners now and inferior to the portraits of the same hero hy then) are hung with yellow -- the ceiling is Abbott and Hoppner ; two good portraits, richly ornamented and gilt -- and the furni- head-size, by lloppner, of the late Lord Cowture throughout is yellow. The pictures - ley and Lady Charlotte Greville; and a threethe true decorations of the room -- - are not quarter portrait of the duke's sister as a seen, as we have said, to advantage, though gypsy, with a child on her back, by, if wo hung with judgment as far as size and gen- remember rightly, either Owen or Hoppner. eral harmony are concerned. In this room is We were too far off on this occasion to prothe “ Jew's-eye” of the collection, the little nounce with greater precision on the subject. Correggio, Christ on the Mount of Olives - The other attractions of these two back rooms the most celebrated specimen of the master are, Gambardella's hard-painted portrait of in this country. It is on panel ; and copy, the present “ Duchess of Wellington," and a thought to be the original till the duke's pic- large picture, by Sir William Allan, of the ture appeared, is now in the National Gal- Battle of Waterloo, with Napoleon in the lery. This exquisite work of art, in which foreground, bought from the painter by the the light, as in the Notte, proceeds from the duke himself, with this remark, that it was Saviour, was captured in Spain, in the car good, very good — not too much smoke." riage of Joseph Bonaparte — restored by the A full-length portrait of “ Napoleon" in the captor to Ferdinand II. — but, with others, Small Drawing-room" would, if we rememander like circumstances, again presented to ber rightly, well repay a closer inspection. the duke by that sovereign. Next in excel From the "Striped Drawing-room" the

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