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widening the arena, and hy rendering it more porter-house," and other things equally aleasy of access to competitors of all grades, surd and ridiculous. No wonder that such worthy or unworthy: "It is, therefore, small vagaries of folly or fanaticism should meet merit in our eyes to have dispensed with the the taste of a veteran infidel, who finds in adventitious aids of birth and wealth, if the them aliment for his infidelity — the phases essential distinctions between right and of which he is willing to change, provided wrong have been simultaneously overlooked ; they are still in opposition to the Word of and we speak under a lively sense of our God. Anything else may be tolerated, or responsibilities as public censors, when we even believed and embraced ; but a simple, avou, that, far from regarding this Caucasian firm, implicit reliance upon the testiinony of luminiry as having shed a wholesome light Omniscience as to the future of human existover our political firinament, we saw little but ence, must be discarded, or infidelity, with what augured evil in its lurid and fitful its gloomy consolations, perishes, along with coruscations, and felt neither regret nor its advocates and abettors. astonishment at its eclipse.

From the London Eximiner.

From the Journal of Commerce.

manifesto of a singular description has just been THE INCONSISTENCY OF ERROR.

issued by the philosopher of Lanark, addressed:

“to all governments and peoples," having for Rarely has this truth been more forcibly its purpose to announce“ a great moral revoluillustrated than in the facts stated in the tion which is about to be effected for the human annexed paragraph from the London Examiner. race, by an apparent miracle." A man who cannot believe the miracles recorded munications“ most important and gratifying,

This miracle consists, says Mr. Owen, in comin the Bible, although authenticated by the which have been made to him (in common with most irrefragable evidence, finds no difficulty many more) by invisible but audible powers, in believing the most incredible and foolish purporting to be from departed spirits ; those stories when received through a pretended with which Mr. Owen has been favored, coming spirit medium or necromancer. From a pro- from President Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, found disbelief of things real, because alleged the late Duke of Kent, Grace Fletcher, Mr. to be mysterious, the deluded mind vibrates Owen’s “ first and most enlightened disciple,

Until within the last few into the opposite extreme of believing old and several others. wives' fables, although based upon evidence weeks Mr. Owen states that, while he believed the most imperfect and fallacious. We have all things to be eternal, he was of opinion that

there was seen Robert Owen, and conversed with him.

no personal or conscious existence He has some good traits about him, and a of the late' manifestations” (spirit rappings)

after death ; but, having examined the history fair amount of intelligence on subjects discon- in America, through the preceedings of an nected from his peculiar delusion. But he is American medium,” he has been compelled,' on the wbole just such a man as we should contrary to his previous strong convictions, “ to deem most liable to be led away by the new believe in a future conscious state of life, existimposture, or deviltry, if the reader will ing in a refined material, or what is called a have it so.

Discarding the “sure word of spiritual state.” The object of these manifestaprophecy,” which anchors the soul to God and tions, continues Mr. Owen, is to change “ the truth, why should not men be driven about present false, disunited, and miserable state of by every wind of doctrine, and cunning crafti- human existence, for a true, united, and happy ness of men lying in wait to deceive? Until state, to arise from a new universal education, the advent of this new dispensation of hurn- or formation of character from birth, to be buggery, Robert Owen, it seems, had supposed with the established laws of human nature.

based on truth, and conducted in accordance that there was no personal or conscious ex- Mr. Owen thinks that this change may be easily istence after death." The plain, positive effected, and adds that the means to do so in all repeated declarations to the contrary, of countries are known. They appear, from this "holy men of old who spake as they were showing, to be the universal application of his moved by the Holy Ghost,” had no effect to social system, through the agency of the departed convince him of his error; but when "an spirits of Jefferson, Franklin, &c., who have American lady, who resides in Queen Ann kindly sent in their adhesion. We must add, street, Cavendish Square,' says, on the that the “ medium” referred to by Mr. Owen is authority of pretended communications from the American lady who resides in Queen Ann the spirits of Thomas Jefferson, &c., that street, Cavendish square. things are so and so, he (Owen) can no longer doubt; he is convinced ; he believes.

TOPOGRAPHY OF LONDON. — We are credibly One of these famous American mediums informed that, in honor of the London Merchants? announced not long since, that in the “ future and Bankers' Deputation to Louis Napoleon, conscious state of life,'':which Owen now be- Spitalfields for the future is to be called Licklieves in, Tom Paine was stopping at a Spitalfields. Punch.


From Blackwood's Magazine. obsequiously followed by her upper lip, thus LADY LEE'S WIDOWHOOD. displaying the least glimpse in the world of

very white teeth. Her complexion was very

fresh, and would, perhaps, have been too One of the most charming features of a ruddy, if the red had not been of such a defuiry tale is the vagueness of the date of its licious color that you decided, at a glance, it events and characters. There is a magic was impossible to have too much of such a about the phrase - Once upon a time,” in- good thing ; besides, if your eye wanted revesting subsequent ogres, genii, fairies, flying lief, there was the white of her neck or the chariots, moralizing inice, and booted cats, blue of her eyes to turn to. Her hair was with a delightful harmony and probability carried off above her ears and dressed plain, For this reason I have always considered the or at least intended to be so ; but stray tresses reign of Haroun Alraschid, gorgeous and ro- were perpetually breaking out of bounds, and mantic as it is, infinitely less interesting than wandering in libertine curls about her cheeks, that of the young king of the Black Isles, ears, and neck, requiring to be caught and whose royal body was half of flesh, half of pinned up in a supplementary fashion, till the marble ; and not to be compared for a moment number of these truants increased to such an with the histories of those other misty poten- extent that the whole structure had to be retates Prince Camaralzaman and King Beder; modeled. Only two little curls, like those on while the glory of King Pippin faded from my a drake's tale, were authorized to appear, one infant mind, like the unsubstantial pageant on each cheek, near the ears. of a vision, the moment he was discovered to Orelia was standing with palette and brush have been an authentic monarch of France. before an easel. She had already chalked

This early predilection for what may be out on the canvas the proportions of Lady . called the No-man's-Land, or Tom Tidler's Lee's face and figure. Her ladyship sat at a ground, of chronology, has caused me to re- little distance, and by her side stood her little gard those authors who commence their nar- son, Julius Leo, about four years old. ratives with such phrases as “ Towards the I am puzzled as to what characters to close of the last century," or " About the mid-draw you in,'

," said Orelia. 6 Venus and dle of George the Second's reign,” as acting Cupid—there is that plaguy Rubens and Titian on a mistaken principle. It is not only un- have used up the mythology; then for a scripnecessary, but is also impolitic, as wilfully tural subject, Hagar and Ishmael would n't depriving the production of what might have suit you — you are too English, and Juley's been its solitary charm. It is as if a rejuve- too fair." nated spinster were voluntarily to pull off her “Why can't you paint them in their own wig, spit out her false teeth, walk out of her characters ?” said Rosa. They 're not such crinoline, and, standing before the world, bad characters, are they?" bald, toothless, and shameless, proclaim her “ It 's so flat and prosaic," returned Orelia, self fifty-five.

to paint things just as they are. No; we 'll Once upon a time, then (to guard against have soinething classical. What do you think this error), there was assembled in a room at of Virgilia and the young Coriolanus ?'' the Ileronry, the residence of Lady Lee, a “ Ha, ha!” laughed Rosa. · Virgilia in a goodly company – goodly, not so much' in widow's cap! Whiy, Coriolanus was all alive, point of numbers as in personal appearance. was n't he? We must take it off," said Rosa, Three ladies were there, all young, and none stealing behind Lady Lee and loosening the of them plain.

strings, “ and I wish you 'd never put it on Lady Lee was a young widow, the hand again.' somest since Dido. Her face was pale and Yes; pull it off,” said Orelia.

" A horoval, her eyes magnificent, but somewhat lan- rid thing it is. She would look four years guid. Her hair formed a splendid frame-work younger without it – yes, five. It gives her to her face, being of the richest and darkest a respectable look that is quite frightful. A chestnut, scattered with ruddy golden gleams, widow's cap," continued the grand Orelia, dancing on its innumerable ripples. It formed sententiously, " is a species of suttee." a sort of natural diadem, but was now, unfor Lady Lee, after an unsuccessful attempt to tunately, hidden by a close-crimped widow's catch the cap with both hands as it was being сар. .

plucked off, glanced at it with a sigh. Orelia Payne was a tall, dark beauty, with “ Poor Sir Joseph !" she said. a nose strongly arched, a curved and some “Oh, you fright!" shrieked Rosa, who, what severe mouth, a cleft chin, and straight, having put the cap on her own head, had got dark eyebrows surmounting black sparkling on a chair to look at herself in the mirror eyes.

over the mantelpiece. "Oh you ugly little Rosa Young was a plump, fair little thing, thing!" holding up both her hands at her with a face of a quaint and somewhat comic own reflection. " I'll die a maid," continued cast. Her nose turned up slightly, and was Rusa, descending from the chair ; " for I

nerer could live a widow -- at least, with this sacrifices for a Pythias of my own sex - of thing on my head.”

love, too, where I was wooed by an infinity of "I'd rather have sacred to the memory' lovers, all made after the same perfect patprinted on my forehead in capital letters,” tern, until these ended in Sir Joseph Lee." suid Orelia.

** Sir Joseph was n't romantic, was he ?" “I'd rather be married again in the first asked Rosa: " At least I should think not, week of my widowhood than wear it,” said judging from his picture in the library." Rosa, positively

“ He was better than romantic, Rosa," said “ Madcap versus mobcap," said her lady- Lady Lee, gravely; "he had a kind heart. ship, smiling at Rosa. “Come, give it me." But no — you are right, my dear; he was not

“ Never !” cried Rosa, who, having hung romantic. Ah, heavens! to think of the difthe cap on a chandelier, was now performing ference between the ideal and the real! Not a sort of Indian scalp-dance round it. “She's but Sir Joseph was an excellent and a kind got a dozen of 'em in a box up stairs, Orelia, man, but it was very hard to look upon him but we'll burn 'em all."

as a lover." “I believe I should be more comfortable “ How did you manage it?" asked Orelia. without it,” said Lady Lee smoothing her “ To say the truth, my dear,” said her hair; “ but what would the world say? ladyship, I did not surrender my cherished

" I thought you did n't care a pin what the visions either easily or suddenly. But you, world said," Rosa replied. "Are n't you Orelia, know what were the unfortunate ciralways boasting of your independence ?". cumstances of my family at that time, though

** True," said her ladyship;" I don't know you can scarcely imagine the full extent of why I should care. Well, I'll think about our trials ; however, à fond father, suffering leaving off the cap.”

at once from disease and debt, the entreaties " And you had better think of leaving off of relatives, and the promptings of gratitude some other things at the same time,” said (for Sir Joseph had assisted my father most Rosa. “For instance, you might leave off generously), – these motives, joined to a due shutting yourself up in this house, like an old sense of Sir Joseph's good and liberal nature, hermit with a beard and a hair shirt; and will perhaps account sufficiently for my maryou might leave off treating young men so riage." coldly, who want to love you, and to come Tears of pity came into Rosa's eyes — she and visit you that is, you may do so when was a very sympathetic little thing. She Orelia and I are not here, for we don't want went to seat herself on the sofa by Lady Lee, them; and we're very happy at present, and squeezed her hand. are n't we, Reley ? and it's only for your good “ But, now," said Rosa presently,“ now I'm speaking.”

you have been free to follow your fancies “ You ought to mix in society, and to travel, these three years, why don't you do so ?” and see the world," said Orelia. “ O heav Lady Lee laughed. “I have not yet met ens! if I were as rich as you" ("She 's as with my ideal hero," she said ; " and it I did, rich as a Jew,” muttered 'Rosa), “ I'd see I really don't think I should admire him. everything that was grand and excellent in My taste for romance is dreadfully impaired. nature and art. I'd go,” said Orelia, flour- A Byronic hero at my feet would excite ridiishing her portcrayon, ** to all the great cities cule rather than sympathy. And so, seeing of Europe : I'd make studies in the Vatican that love without romance is a very humdrum and the Pitti Palace - I'd sit on the Bridge affair, and that I have lost my capacity for of Sighs and read. Childe Harold' -I'd go seeing things in the light that never was on to Constantinople and fall in love with a sea or shore,' the thought of love or matriGiaour -I'd see Palestine - I'd cross the mony never enters my head.” Desert on a dromedary - I'd visit the bright “If I were a man,” said Orelia, “I'd make East and the far West — and, when these you love me. I'd do something chivalrous were exhausted, I'd come back to the Heronry that should compel your admiration in spite again, to sit on the daisies and think of all I of yourself; and then, after dragging you at had seen.”

my chariot-wheels for a while, till you were “Dear me!" said Lady Lee, “ you remind completely subdued, I'd run away with you.” me, my dear, of fancies of my own that I “And if I were a man,” said Rosa, " I'd used to have before I was married. You re- beg and entreat you to love me. I'd follow member, Orelia, how romantic I was in my you about, telling you how beautiful, how maiden days. I used to sit in the porch of clever you were (for you are, and you know that old parsonage, reading a novel or a play, it), and how all your beauty and cleverness is and every now and then, dropping the book running to waste from mere don't careishon my lap, I would follow out a romance of my ness; and how, by loving me, they would own, conjured up by some passage that struck both of them suddenly bloom and brighten, me — visions of charming friendships, where till they were as bright as -- as bright as any. I, a female Damon, underwent unheard-of thing," said Rosa, not finding any more bril

" But

liant or exact simile after her pause ; " and I'd Colonel Bagot Lee, who is expected here in a never leave telling you, and begging you, till day or two. Sir Joseph was, I believe,a good you yielded, half from pity for me, half from sort of a weak man, and easily ruled, and consideration to yourself.”

Colonel Lee, is a knowing, and, as I've heard, Lady Lee smiled and called her a foolish somewhat overbearing man of the world. little thing, and for that time the conversa- He was a great oracle with Sir Joseph on all tion dropped; but it was renewed again that points, and had some hand, I fancy, in the night by Orelia and Rosa. They slept by concoction of his will, by which Lady Lee is their own desire in the same room. Orelia, to have a handsome income so long as she rewho used rather to tyrannize over her com- mains unmarried, or afterwards, if - if, mind panion in this dormitory, inhabited a large you

she marries with Colonel Lee's consent. square four-poster, with a heavy carved tester, if she marries without it, she forfeits inost and curtains which she would let down all of her income, part of which goes to Julius, round her at night, and become invisible as the part to Bagot, who also, in that case, becomes man in a Punch's show; while Rosa occupied guardian to the child.” a little French bed that fitted into an alcove • Dear we!” said Rosa ; “ how stupid of at the end of the room, and was covered by Sir Joseph! What did he do that for ?" a chintz curtain hanging from a pole that “Parily, I believe, because of the superlastuck out of the wall, in which nest she would tive idea he entertained of Bagot's judgment chirp herself to sleep like any wren. and discretion, which he thought might be

Rosa bad been delivering some sentiments useful to such a young widow, for she was respecting Lady Lee, similar to those in her only twenty when he died - partly, perhaps, last speech, just recorded.

froin a sort of posthumous jealousy of his suc“ Bless me!" cried Orelia, " and how did cessor. you get so learned in matters of the heart, " A wretch!” cried Rosa ; “ I always susyou pert absurdity? Has anybody been pected him of being a stupid, useless sort of teaching you ? Just let me catch you having creature, and now I positively hate him." a lover without letting me know."

“So do I,” said Orelia yawning. “No, no,” said Rosa, blushing in the dark I'm getting sleepy now. By the by," she like her namesake of Lancaster ; "I have n't resumed, after a pause, during which Rosa got one, and I don't want one. I could n't was pondering what she had just heard, be more brilliant than I am."

'you're quite sure nobody 's been making “Oh, quite impossible!” quoth the sarcas- love to you?" tic Orelia.

“Oh, quite !” said Rosa hastily. “ I don't mean that I'm particularly bright, And you don't know, you don't know but that a lover would n't make me any of anybody you like better than the rest ?” brighter. But there is Lady Lee withering suid Orelia, sleepily. away like — like anything," said Rosa recur Nobody, upon my word,” said Rosa ; but ring to her favorite simile of all-work, “and I don't think Orelia heard the reply, having all for want of watering. She don't care just dropped off into a slumber. much about anything. She 's the best-natured And here we will take the opportunity to dear creature in the world when her good-na- add a few general particulars to Orelia 's inture 's woke up; but it goes to sleep again in formation. a minute. So does her cleverness, which just Lady Lee had been, when Hester Broome, keeps awake long enough to show us what it a poor Clergyman's daughter, full, ils she decould do if it wasn't such a sluggard. It's scribed herself, of feeling, of sentiment, of romy belief she could write a beautiful novel or mance, and of bright hopes for the future ; but poem whenever she chose — just see what let- these did not make up her character, for her ters and charades and songs she writes — but dreams were dreamt amidst the realities of she don't choose. She could have any clever household occupations, and the acquisition of man at her feet if she chose, but she don't various accomplishments, and much solid inforchoose. And she 'll go on wasting hersell,"mation. Unfortunately for liester, she had a said Rosa," till she is a stupid old dowager, dash of genius in her composition—she was not and then nobody will care about her." merely imaginative, but original and spirited

“Don't you know she can't marry, ex- in her imaginations. A talent for summoncept under conditions ?” said Orelia. * Just ing up charming reveries of angels with wings, listen, and as I'm not particularly sleepy, lovers with beautiful black whiskers, and life I'll tell you about it."

all sunshine and no clouds, is very abundant “Do,” said Rosa, throwing back the cur- in boarding-schools, watering-places, and elsetain over the head of her bed for the conven- where, ending, sometimes consistently, in ience of hearing better.

Gretna Green and the divorce courts ; some"You must know then,” said Orelia, " that times inconsistently, in corpulent content with the late Sir Joseph, though very fond of his humdrum connubiality. But Hester's visions wife, was very much ruled by his uncle, I were the result of her own fancy, guided only

hy her own tastes, and it was proportionably | down to the mental standard of some Prohard to abandon them.

crustes with an inch of intellect - some pert Sir Joseph Lee was a baronet of good prop- or solemn owl, who thanks God for his ignoerty - good-natured, as she said, but also, as rance, and, as the most hard-hitting of doctors she did not say, though she must often have said, “ has a great deal to be thankful for.'' thought it, a very weak man. He was so About a year after his marriage, Sir Joseph exceedingly inane, that when, during his found himself dying of a consumption. Of courtship, he left off spectacles and took to course, he could not depart comfortably from an eye-glass, it was positively a new feature the world, nor make his final arrangements, in his character, and, conjoined with his without the assistance of Bagot. abandonment of a white hat and gaiters, hith “ Bagot," said the sick man, “ I'm off. I erto his constant wear, produced such a shan't last long. I've done what I thought change, that you would hardly have known you would like about the — the document, him for the same man. His family seat, his you know, with regard to Lady Lee and the property, his baronetoy, had been to him boy; take care of him — take care of both of what office was to the late whig ministry - | 'em, Bagot ; I 've put you down for ten thougiving him, as their occupant, a casual iden- sand.” tity and reputation.

“ You were always a good fellow, Joe,” said Bagot Lee, his uncle, formerly a lieutenant- Bagot," and if you were really going to give colonel in the Guards, was about eight-and us the slip, I should be confoundedly grieved. forty ; very knowing, very dissipated, and I should, by gud" (which was true enough, very extravagant. He had impressed his for the baronet was a comfortable annuity to nephew with a wonderful respect for him. bim): " But I hope to see you at Ascot Sir Joseph saw him plunging familiarly into yet. horse-racing, chicken-hazard, acquaintance “ No," said Sir Joseph, “no more Ascot with opera-dancers, and other vortices, float- for me. They 've as good as told me it's all ing and revelling there as if he enjoyed it, up with me. The rector's been over here while the baronet shivered, and feebly shouted praying with me. Do you think it's any on the brink. He saw him, when he came good, Bagot?” down into the country, treat the magnates of Bagot was rather puzzled at being consulted the county with a coolness which he tried in as a spiritual adviser. “Why,” said he, vain to iinitate, and to which they seemed " putting the case, you see, that a fellow was obliged to submit. He had seen him whisper really going off the hooks — not that I believe before the race to the jockey who rode the it, you know, for you 're looking twice the winner of the Derby. He had seen him man you did yesterday - but just supposing terrify a steward of whom Sir Joseph stood in it, for the sake of argument, the thing might great awe, and cause him to prove himself a be decent and comfortable. If I found myself cheat.

the easier for it, of course I'd do it." Io fact, Sir Joseph's estimate of Bagot's “ Hester brought him," said Sir Joseph. capacity was formed on a principle that half " Poor Hester! I've been very fond of that the world unconsciously adopt. Seeing Ba- girl, Bagot — fonder than I ever was of any. got's superiority in matters of which he (the thing, I think. She was too good for me ; baronet) was capable of judging, he gave him but I think she liked me, too. Nobody seems credit for the same superiority in other mat- so sorry about me as she does.". ters of which he was not capable of judging. “ Have you put any restriction," said How could a man who could make such Bagot, " on her marrying again? I mean in 2 capital betting-book - who was so skilful a case of anything happening, you know?" billiard-player — be otherwise than a safe “ No,” said Sir Joseph ; " I never thought guide in the affairs of life — be surpassed as about it. I have left her the income and the an adviser on all difficult points ? Bagot's use of the house unconditionally." sharpness seemed to Sir Joseph to include all “Ah," said Bagot, musingly, “she's excellence whatsoever. He would not have young --devilish young — and women take been at all surprised (though many other strange fancies sometimes. There will be no people might) had Bagot showed himself a end of fellows after her. I should n't like, Joe, great general, a great author, or a great my boy, to see her making a fool herself statesman, nor would his respect for him have with some infernal nincompoor, after your been thereby at all increased. And pray, sir, in case of anything happening, you do you never judge of your acquaintances in know.” this way? Nay, more — do you never carry “Do you think it's likely?” said Sir the principle further, and conclude that all Joseph,

eagerly, Do you know of anybody those, with whose reported merits you cannot that Bagot! if I thought that, I'd! sympathize, must necessarily be impostors? “No, no," replied Bagot; "I don't know Åh, heavens !-- how often does one see, and anything of the sort. I was merely talking hear of, genius clipped and pared and shorn of what might be. It would be deuced pain

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