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New London Magazine.

ADDRESS. The great demand for literary productions has been so often advanced as a reason for the appearance of new publications, that it is too threadbare to be urged as the motive for producing the New LONDON Magazine; and we are therefore constrained to admit, that it is not the public demand for knowledge-however great that demand may be that has alone induced us to enter the literary arena; but a thorough conviction, that there is room for a publication which shall have for its exclusive object, the dissemination of useful as well as of entertaining knowledge.

Deeply impressed with this conviction, we have been led to commence the present work, and monthly to lay before our readers, an additional stock of information respecting men, manners, and things calculated both to amuse, and to enlighten. At the same time, we are aware, that in order to obtain public patronage, we must deserve it—we know that Fortune is a dame * that would be wooed, and not unsought be won"--and therefore, to secure her favors, we bring to our task a determination to deserve success. From the numerous offers of assistance we have received from persons eminently qualified for the task, and whose works have already gained a well merited popularity, we can with confidence promise, that the New LONDON MAGAZINE, shall not yield to any either in the quality or quantity of its contents.

It is the fashion with all addresses, to promise much; and unfortunately, such promises are but rarely kept. In order, therefore, not to be subjected to so heinous a charge, we shall merely state of what we intend the New LONDON MAGAZINE to consist, leaving our readers, to form their own idea of the merits of our publication from the arrangements we propose for their entertainment-Our work will consist of Original Essays and Papers connected with Science, Literature, and the Arts-Tales of Reality and Fiction-Sketches of Men and Manners— Notices of discoveries in Science, and details of new and interesting facts in Natural History and Philosophy-Original PoetryImpartial Reviews of Books, New Music, and the DramaReports of the proceedings of Learned Societies, &c., with notices of their various Meetings and Lectures.

With these objects in view, we confidently rely on the cordial co-operation of all persons interested in literature, and of such as are connected with scientificand popular institutions in the provincial towns as well as in London ; it being our especial desire to render the New LONDON MAGAZINE an efficient organ of scientific and general education no less than of the lighter departments of literature. With

many fears and some hopes, we launch our little bark upon the ocean of public opinion.

NO. 1.VOL. I,






Since my visit to this modern Babylon, I have been occupied in a round of the most pleasurable pastimes and recreations, and, (will you believe it?) apart from the description of the agreeable, I have actually been introduced to one of those most notorious receptacles of vice and profligacy, the Hells, or Gaming Houses-of which there are at least forty or fifty in the parish of St. James's alone; under the very nose of royalty, and equally so of the metropolitan prelate, to whom the morals of the great city are confided. With the many melancholy recorded instances of the fatal consequences to which introductions of this kind have led, you will naturally feel alarmed at this awful piece of intelligence, but calm your friendly anxieties; for so far from its having engendered a feeling from which might result any direful effect, it has, on the contrary, created an indelible horror and disgust that cannot fail for ever to restrain me from the fatal consequences of play.

The limits of a letter will not permit me to indulge in the moral reflections to which the subject naturally gives rise; I proceed, therefore, to give you an account of the accident which led to my initiation as a gamester; and then, to particularise my visit. Novice as, thank God, I still am, the description will be but an imperfect one, falling very far short of the reality, but nothing shall be lacking in truth; there is no need to heighten by false or meretricious colouring a picture which, in mere outline, exhibits but too much of human nature's failings and deformities.

Strolling through town with my friend L, a man of much experience and well-acquired knowledge of character, as it is to be met with in all its shades and peculiarities in London, we had occasion to seek shelter from one of those pelting and pitiless showers, which, from their sudden and unexpected fall, are somewhat inconvenient to the fashionable lounger-chance and the emergency of the moment, directed us to a public-house in the neighbourhood of St. James's Street, in the parlour of which we took up our position, and, by way of qualifying our intrusion, called for a glass of brandy-and-water. While discussing its merits, which, by the way, were of a very inferior degree, my attention was attracted towards an individual seated in an opposite .box, who was so intently engaged as to be wholly unobservant of our entrance, and totally unconscious of our presence, notwithstanding the fact that we had been loud and authoritative in our commands for the potation that was to reconcile mine host to our society. The individual alluded to, had, placed before him in methodical arrangement, a number of cards of very peculiar character; in his hand was the fragment of a plain unsophisticated cedar pencil, and his mind ap

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