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compilation, and Bogle Corbet, another novel, the whidder as minister of Dalmailing is admirably deobject of which, he said, was to give a view of society scribed :generally, as "The Provost' was of burgh incidents It was a great affair; for I was put in by the patron, simply, and of the sort of genteel persons who are and the people knew nothing whatsoever of me, and sometimes found among the emigrants to the United their hearts were stirred into strife on the occasion, States. Disease now invaded the robust frame of and they did all that lay within the compass of their the novelist ; but he wrote on, and in a short time power keep me out, insomuch that there was obfour other works of fiction issued from his pen-liged to be a guard of soldiers to protect the presbyStanley Buxton, The Member, The Radical, and Eben tery; and it was a thing that made my heart grieve Erskine. In 1832 an affection of the spine, and an when I heard the drum beating and the fife playing attack resembling paralysis, greatly reduced Mr as we were going to the kirk. The people were really Galt, and subjected him to acute pain. Next year, mad and vicious, and flung dirt upon us as we passed, however, he was again at the press. His work was and reviled us all, and held out the finger of scorn at a tale entitled The Lost Child. He also composed a me; but I endured it with a resigned spirit, commemoir of his own life, in two volumesma curious passionating their wilfulness and blindness. Poor ill-digested melange, but worthy of perusal. In 1834 old Mr Kilfuddy of the Braehill got such a clash of he published Literary Miscellanies, in three volumes, glaur on the side of his face, that his eye was almost dedicated to King William IV., who generously sent extinguished. a sum of £200 to the author. He returned to his When we got to the kirk door, it was found to be native country a perfect wreck, the victim of re- nailed up, so as by no possibility to be opened. The peated attacks of paralysis ; yet he wrote several sergeant of the soldiers wanted to break it, but I was pieces for periodical works, and edited the produc- afraid that the heritors would grudge and complain tions of others. After severe and protracted suffer- of the expense of a new door, and I supplicated him ings, borne with great firmness and patience, Mr to let it be as it was ; we were therefore obligated to go Galt died at Greenock on the 11th of April 1839. in by a window, and the crowd followed us in the most

Of a long list of our author's works, several are unreverent manner, making the Lord's house like an already forgotten, Not a few of his novels, however, inn on a fair day with their grievous yelly-hooing. bid fair to be permanent, and the • Annals of the During the time of the psalm and the sermon they beParish' will probably be read as long as Waverley or haved themselves better, but when the induction came Guy Mannering. This inimitable little tale is the on, their clamour was dreadful; and Thomas Thorl, simple record of a country minister during the fifty the weaver, & pious zealot in that time, got up and years of his incumbency. Besides many amusing protested and said, “Verily, verily, I say unto you, and touching incidents, the work presents us with a

he that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, picture of the rise and progress of a Scottish rural but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief village, and its transition to a manufacturing town, and a robber.' And I thought I would have a hard as witnessed by the minister, a man as simple as

and sore time of it with such an outstrapolous people. Abraham Adams, imbued with all old-fashioned Mr Given, that was then the minister of Lugton, was national feelings and prejudices, but thoroughly sin- a jocose man, and would have his joke even at a cere, kind-hearted, and pious. This Presbyterian solemnity. When the laying of the hands upon me worthy, the Rev. Micah Balwhidder, is a fine repre. bis, but he stretched out his staff and touched my

was a-doing, he could not get near enough to put on sentative of the primitive Scottish pastor; diligent, blameless, loyal, and exemplary in his' life, but head, and said, to the great diversion of the rest, without the fiery zeal and · kirk-illing eloquence' This will do well enough-timber to timber;' but it of the supporters of the Covenant. Micah is

was an unfriendly saying of Mr Given, considering

easy, garrulous, fond of a quiet joke, and perfectly ig- the time and the place, and the temper of my people. norant of the world. Little things are great to and it was a heavy day to me; but we went to the

After the ceremony we then got out at the window, him in his retirement and his simplicity; and thus we find him chronicling, among his memorable manse, and there we had an excellent dinner, which events, the arrival of a dancing-master, the planting

Mrs Watts of the new inn of Irville prepared at my of a pear-tree, the getting a new bell for the kirk, request, and sent her chaise-driver to serve, for he the first appearance of Punch's Opera in the coun: chaise, and that not often called for,

was likewise her waiter, she having then but one try-side, and other incidents of a like nature, which he mixes up indiscriminately with the breaking out ruly manner, I was resolved to cultivate civility

But although my people received me in this unof the American war, the establishment of manufactures, or the spread of French revolutionary prin. I began a round of visitations; but oh! it was a

among them; and therefore the very next morning ciples. Amidst the quaint humour and shrewd steep brae that I had to climb, and it needed a stout observation of honest Micah are some striking and heart, for I found the doors in some places barred pathetic incidents. Mrs Malcolm, the widow of a against me; in others, the bairns, when they saw me Clyde shipmaster, comes to settle in his village; and coming, ran crying to their mothers, 'Here's the feckbeing “a genty body, calm and methodical,' she less Mess-John ;' and then, when I went in into the brought up her children in a superior manner, and houses, their parents would not ask me to sit down, they all get on in the world. One of them becomes but with a scornful way said, 'Honest man, what's a sailor; and there are few more touching narratives your pleasure here? Nevertheless, I walked about in the language than the account of this cheerful from door to door, like a dejected beggar, till I got gallant-hearted lad, from his first setting off to sea the almous deed of a civil reception, and, who would to his death as a midshipman, in an engagement have thought it, from no less a person than the same with the French. Taken altogether, this work of Thomas Thorl that was so bitter against me in the Mr Galt's is invaluable for its truth and nature, its kirk on the foregoing day. quiet unforced humour and pathos, its genuine na Thomas was standing at the door with his green tionality as a faithful record of Scottish feeling and duffle apron and his red Kilmarnock nightcap-I manners, and its rich felicity of homely antique mind him as well as if it was but yesterday-and he Scottish phrase and expression, which to his coun- had seen me going from house to house, and in what trymen is perhaps the crowning excellence of the manner I was rejected, and his bowels were moved, author.

and he said to me in a kind manner, ‘Come in, sir, In the following passage the placing of Mr Bal- and ease yoursel ; this will never do'; the clergy are

THOMAS HOPE.

God's gorbies, and for their master's sake it behoves nothing can be better than the account of the early us to respect them. There was no ane in the whole struggles of this humble hero-the American sketches parish mair against you than mysel, but this early of character with which the work abounds—the view visitation is a symptom of grace that I couldna have it gives of life in the backwoods-or the peculiar expectit from a bird out of the nest of patronage.' freshness and vigour that seem to accompany every I thanked Thoinas, and went in with him, and we scene and every movement of the story. In percephad some solid conversation together, and I told him tion of character and motive, within a certain sphere, that it was not so much the pastor's duty to feed the Mr Galt stands unrivalled; and he has energy as flock, as to herd them well; and that although there well as quickness. His taste, however, was very demight be some abler with the head than me, there fective ; and this, combined with the hurry and unwasna a he within the bounds of Scotland more certainty of his latter days, led him to waste his willing to watch the fold by night and by day. And original powers on subjects unfitted for his pen, and Thomas said he had not heard a mair sound observe injurious to his reputation. The story of his life is for some time, and that if I held to that doctrine in

a melancholy one; but his genius was an honour to the poopit, it wouldna be lang till I would work a his country, and merited a better reward. change. I was mindit,' quoth he, 'never to set my foot within the kirk door while you were there; but to testify, and no to condemn without a trial, I'll be there next Lord's day, and egg my neighbours to be likewise, so ye'll no have to preach just to the bare of the merchant princes of England whom com

Thomas Hope, the author of Anastasius, was one walls and the laird's family.'

merce had led to opulence, and who repaid the comThe . Ayrshire Legatees' is a story of the same pliment by ennobling his origin and pursuits with cast as the Annals, and describes (chiefly by means taste, munificence, and genius. He was one of three of correspondence) the adventures of another coun- brothers, wealthy merchants in Amsterdam. When try minister and his family on a journey to London a young man, he spent some years in foreign travel, to obtain a rich legacy left him by a cousin in India. visiting the principal places in Europe, Asia, and • The Provost' is another portraiture of Scottish Africa. On his return he settled in London, parlife, illustrative of the jealousies, contentions, local chased a large house, and a country mansion (Deepimprovements, and jobbery of a small burgh in the dene, near Dorking), and embellished both with olden time. Some of the descriptions in this work drawings, picture galleries, sculpture, amphitheatres are very powerfully written. 'Sir Andrew Wylie' for antiques, and all other rare and costly appliances. and “The Entail' are more regular and ambitious His appearances as an author arose out of these performances, treble the length of the others, but favourite occupations and studies. In 1805 he pubnot so carefully finished. The pawkie Ayrshire lished a folio volume of drawings and descriptions, baronet is humorous, but not very natural. The entitled Household Furniture and Decorations. The character of Leddy Grippy in ‘The Entail’ was a ambitious style of this work, and the author's devo. prodigious favourite with Byron. Both Scott and tion to the forms of chairs, sofas, couches, and tables, Byron, it is said, read this novel three times over provoked a witty piece of ridicule in the Edinburgh no slight testimony to its merits. We should be Review ; but the man of taste and virtu triumphed. disposed, however, to give the preference to another A more classical and appropriate style of furniture and of Mr Galt's three-volume fictions, ‘Lawrie Todd, domestic utensils gained ground; and with Mr Hope or the Settlers,' a work which seems to have no rests the honour of having achieved the improveparallel, since Defoe, for apparent reality, knowledgement. Two other splendid publications proceeded of human nature, and fertility of invention. The from Mr Hope, The Costume of the Ancients (1809), history of a real individual, a man named Grant and Designs of Modern Costumes (1812), both works Thorburn, supplied the author with part of his evincing extensive knowledge and curious research. incidents, as the story of Alexander Selkirk did In 1819 Mr Hope burst forth as a novelist of the first Defoe; but the mind and the experience of Galt are order. He had studied human nature as well as stamped on almost every page. In his former pro- architecture and costume, and his early travels had ductions our author wrought with his recollections exhibited to him men of various creeds and countries. of the Scotland of his youth ; the mingled worth, The result was Anastasius, or Memoirs of a Modern simplicity, pawkiness, and enthusiasm which he had Greek, written at the Close of the Eighteenth Century, scen or heard of as he loitered about Irvine or in three volumes. The author's name was not pre-. || Greenock, or conversed with the country sires and fixed to the work-as it was given forth as a veritmatrons; but in ‘Lawrie Todd' we have the fruit of able history — but the secret soon became known, his observations in the New World, presenting an and Mr Hope, from being reputed as something like entirely different and original phase of the Scottish a learned upholsterer, or clever draughtsman, was character. Lawrie is by trade a nailmaker, who at once elevated into a rivalry with Byron as a glov. emigrates with his brother to America, and their ing painter of foreign scenery and manners, and with stock of worldly goods and riches, on arriving at Le Sage and the other masters of the novel, in the New York, consisted of about five shillings in money, art of conducting a fable and delineating character. and an old chest containing some articles of dress The author turned from fiction to metaphysics, and and other necessaries. Lawrie works hard at the composed a work on the Origin and Prospects of Man, nailmaking, marries a pious and industrious maiden which he did not live to see through the press, but (who soon dies), and in time becomes master of a which was published after his decease. His cosmogrocer's shop, which he exchanges for the business gony is strange and unorthodox; but amidst his of a seedsman. The latter is a bad affair, and Lawrie paradoxes, conceits, and abstruse speculations, are is compelled to sell all off, and begin the world again, many ingenious views and eloquent disquisitions He removes with his family to the backwoods, and Mr Hope died on the 3d of February 1831, and proonce more is prosperous. He clears, builds, purchases bate was granted for £180,000 personal property. land, and speculates to great advantage, till he is at Mr Beckford and Vathek' are the only parallels to length enabled to return to Scotland in some style, Mr Hope and 'Anastasius' in oriental wealth and and visit the place of his nativity. This Scottish imagination. jaunt is a blemish in the work, for the incidents * Anastasius' is one of the most original and dazzand descriptions are ridiculously exaggerated; but ling of modern romances. The hero is, like Zelucu,

a villain spoiled by early indulgence; he becomes a ing, still so fresh, so erect on its stalk, at mid-day renegade to his faith, a mercenary, a robber, and hung its heavy head, discoloured, wan, and fading; an assassin; but the elements of a better nature are but so frequently had the billows, during the fury of sown in his composition, and break forth at times the storm, drenched my boy's little crib, that I could He is a native of Chios, the son of Greek parents. not wonder he should have felt their effects in a severe To avoid the consequences of an amour with Helena, cold. I put him to bed, and tried to hush him to the consul's daughter, he runs off to sea in a Vene- sleep. Soon, however, his face grew flushed, and his tian vessel, which is boarded by pirates and cap- pulse became feverish. I failed alike in my endeatured. The pirates are in turn taken by a Turkish vours to procure him repose and to afford him amusefrigate, and carried before Hassan Pasha. Anasta- ment: but, though playthings were repulsed, and sius is released, fights with the Turks in the war tales no longer attended to, still he could not bear against the Araonoots, and accompanies the Greek me an instant out of his sight; nor would he take drogueman to Constantinople. Disgrace and beg. anything except at my hands. Even when--as too gary reduce him to various shifts and adventures. soon it did-his reason began to wander, his filial He follows a Jew quack doctor selling nostrums-is affection retained its pristine hold of his heart. It thrown into the Bagnio, or state prison-afterwards had grown into an adoration of his equally doting embraces the Turkish faith-revisits Greece--pro- father; and the mere consciousness of my presence ceeds to Egyptand subsequently ranges over Ara- seemed to relieve his uneasiness. bia, and visits Malta, Sicily, and Italy. His in

Had not my feelings, a few moments only before, trigues, adventures, sufferings, &c. are innumerable. been those of such exceeding happiness, I should not Every aspect of Greek and Turkish society is de- so soon perhaps have conceived great alarm ; but I picted-sarcasm, piquant allusion, pathos and pas

had throughout life found every extraordinary burst sion, and descriptions of scenery, are strangely inter- of joy followed by some unforeseen calamity; and my mingled in the narrative. Wit, epigram, and the exultation had just risen to so unusual a pitch, that a glitter of rhetorical amplification, occupy too much deep dismay now at once struck me to the heart. i space; but the scene is constantly shifting, and the felt convinced that I had only been carried to so high work possesses the truth and accuracy of'a book of a pinnacle of joy, in order to be hurled with greater travels joined to those of a romance. The traveller,

ruin into an abyss of wo. Such became my anxiety too, is a thorough man of the world, has a keen in: to reach Trieste, and to obtain the best medical assistsight into human weaknesses and foibles, and de- ance, that even while the ship continued to cleave

the waves like an arrow, scribes his adventures and impressions without hypo- upon the main. How, then, did my pangs

increase

I fancied it lay like a log crisy or reserve. The most powerful passages are when, as if in resentment of my unjust complaints, those in which pathos is predominant-such as the the breeze, dying away, really left our keel motionless scenes with Euphrosyne, whom Anastasius has basely violated-his sensations on revisiting Greece

on the waters ! My anguish baffled all expression.

In truth I do not know how I preserved my senses, and the tomb of Helena-his reflections on witness- except from the need I stood in of their aid : for, ing the dead Araonoot soldier whom he had slain-while we lay cursed with absolute immobility, and the horrors of the plague and famine—and, above the sun ever found us, on rising, in the same place all, the account of the death of Alexis, the child of where it had left us on setting, my child-my darAnastasius, and in whom were centred the only ling child-was every instant growing worse, and remains of his human affection, his love and hope. sinking apace under the pressure of illness. To the The gradual decay of this youth, and the intense deep and flushing glow of a complexion far exceeding anxiety and watchfulness of his father, constitute a in its transient brilliancy even the brightest hues of scene of genuine grief and tenderness. We forget health, had succeeded a settled, unchanging, deadly the craft and villany of Anastasius, thus humbled paleness. His eye, whose round full orb was wont and prostrate. His wild gaiety and heartless jests, to beam upon me with mild but fervent radiance, his degeneracy and sensualism, have passed away: now dim and wandering, for the most part remained They had palled upon himself, but one spring of half closed ; and when, roused by my address, the pure affection remained to redeem his nature; and idol of my heart strove to raise his languid look, and it is not without the strongest pity and kindred to meet the fearful inquiries of mine, he only showed commiseration that we see the desperate adventurer all the former fire of his countenance extinct. In the reduced to loneliness and heartbroken despair. The more violent bursts, indeed, of his unceasing delirium, scene is introduced by an account of his recovering his wasting features sometimes acquired a fresh but his lost son in Egypt, and carrying him off to Eu- sad expression. He would then start up, and with rope :

his feeble hands clasped together, and big tears rolMy cousin's letter had promised me a brilliant lot, ling down his faded cheeks, beg in the most moving and--what was better--my own pockets insured me terms to be restored to his home: but mostly he a decent competence. The refinements of a European seemed absorbed in inward musings, and, no longer education should add every external elegance to iny taking note of the passing hour, he frequently during boy's innate excellence, and, having myself mode- the course of the day moved his pallid lips, as if rerately enjoyed the good things of this world, while peating to himself the little prayer which he had been striving to deserve the better promised in the next, I wont to say at bed-time and at rising, and the blessshould, ere my friends became tired of my dotage, ings I had taught him to add, addressed to his resign my last breath in the arms of my child. mother on behalf of his father. If-wretched to see

The blue sky seemed to smile upon my cheerful him thus, and doubly agonized to think that I alone thoughts, and the green wave to murmur approbation had been the cause--I burst out into tears which I of my plan. Almighty God! what was there in it strove to hide, his perception of outward objects so heinous to deserve that an inexorable fate should seemed all at once for a moment to return. He asked cast it to the winds ?

me whether I was hurt, and would lament that, young In the midst of my dream of happiness, my eye fell and feeble as he was, he could not yet nurse me as he upon the darling object in which centred all its wished; but promised me better care when he should sweets. Insensibly my child's prattle had dimi- grow stronger. nished, and had at last subsided in an unusual silence. In this way hour after hour and day after day I thought he looked pale ; his eyes seemed heavy, rolled on, without any progress in our voyage, while and his lipe felt parched. The rose, that every morn- all I had left to do was to sit doubled over my child's

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couch, watching all his wants, and studying all his Lest he might feel ill at ease in my lap, I laid him looks, trying, but in vain, to discover some amend down upon my cloak, and kneeled by his side to ment. "Oh for those days!' I now thought, when a watch the growing change in his features. The present calm at sea appeared an intolerable evil, only because now was all to me: the future I knew I no longer it stopped some tide of folly or delayed some scheme should reck. Feeling my breath close to his cheek, of vice!

he half opened his eyes, looked as if after a long At last one afternoon, when, totally exhausted with absence again suddenly recognising his father, and want of sleep, I sat down by niy child in all the com- putting out his little mouth-seemed to crave one posure of torpid despair, the sailors rushed in one and last token of love. The temptation was too powerful : all-for even they had felt my agony, and doted on I gently pressed my lip upon that of my babe, and my boy. They came to cheer me with better tidings. gathered from it the proffered kiss. Life's last faint A breeze had just sprung up! The waves had again spark was just going forth, and I caught it on the begun to ripple, and the lazy keel to stir. As minute threshold. Scarce had I drawn back my face, when pressed on minute, the motion of the ship became all respiration ceased. His eye-strings broke, his swifter; and presently, as if nothing had been want features fell, and his limbs stiffened for ever. All was ing but a first impulse, we again dashed through the over : Alexis was no more. waves with all our former speed.

Every hour now brought us visibly nearer the inmost recess of the deep Adriatic and the end of our

WASHINGTON IRVING. journey. Pola seemed to glide by like a vision : presently we passed Fiume: we saw Capo d'Istria but a MR WASHINGTON IRVING, a native of America

а few minutes : at last we descried Trieste itself! commenced a career of literary exertion in this Another half hour, and every separate house became country by the publication in 1820 of The Sketchvisible, and not long after we ran full sail into the harbour. The sails were taken in, the anchor was dropped, and a boat instantly came alongside.

All the necessary preparations had been made for immediately conveying my patient on shore. Wrapped up in a shawl, he was lifted out of his crib, laid on a pillow, and lowered into the boat, where I held him in my lap, protected to the best of my power from the roughness of the blast and the dashing of the spray until we reached the quay.

In my distress I had totally forgotten the taint contracted at Melada, and had purposed, the instant we stepped on shore, to carry my child straight to a physician. New anguish pierced my soul when two bayonets crossed upon my breast forced me, in spite of my alternate supplication and rage, to remain on the jettee, there to wait his coming, and his previous scrutiny of all our healthy crew. All I could obtain as a special favour was a messenger to hurry his approach, while, panting for his arrival, 1 sat down with my Alexis in my arms under a low shed which kept off a pelting shower. I scarce know how long this situation lasted. My mind was so wrapped up in the danger of my boy as to remain wholly unconscious of the bustle around, except when the removal of some cask or barrel forced me to shift my station.

Washington Irving. Yet, while wholly deaf to the unceasing din of the place, I could discern the faintest rumour that seemed Book, a series of short tales and essays, sentimental to announce the approaching physician. O, how I and humorous, which were originally printed in an cursed his unfeeling delay! how I would have paved American periodical, but illustrative of English his way with gold to have hastened his coming! and manners and scenery. Mr Irving had previously yet a something whispered continually in my ear that published in his native country a humorous History the utmost speed of man no longer could avail. of New York, by Knickerbocker, being an imaginary

Ah! that at least, confirmed in this sad persuasion, account of the original Dutch inhabitants of that I might have tasted the heart-rending pleasure of state; and he had also issued a satirical periodical bestowing upon my departing child the last earthly entitled Salmagundi. The Sketch-Book' was reendearments ! but, tranquil, composed, and softly ceived with great favour in Britain ; its carefully slumbering as he looked, 1 feared to disturb a repose elaborated style and beauties of diction were highly on which I founded my only remaining hopes. All at praised, and its portraitures of English rural life once, in the midst of my despair, I saw a sort of smile and customs, though too antiquated to be strictly light up my darling's features, and hard as I strove to accurate, were pleasing and interesting. It was guard against all vain illusions, I could not at this obvious that the author had formed his taste upon sight stop a ray of gladness from gliding urichecked that of Addison and Goldsmith; but his own great into my trembling heart. Short, however, was the country, its early state of society, the red Indians

, joy: soon vanished the deceitful symptom! On a and native traditions, had also supplied him with a closer view it only appeared to have been a slight fund of natural and original description. His stories convulsion which had hurried over my child's now of Rip Van Winkle and the Sleepy Hollow are pertranquil countenance, as will sometimes dart over the haps the finest pieces of original fictitious writing sinooth mirror of a dormant lake the image of a bird that this century has produced, next to the works in the air. It looked like the response of a departing of Scott. In 1822 Mr Irving continued the same angel, to those already on high, that hailed his speedy style of fanciful English delineation in his Bracebridge comingThe soul of my Alexis was fast preparing Hall, in which we are introduced to the interior of for its flight.

a squire's mansion, and to a number of original characters, drawn with delicacy and discrimination and Voyages of Christopher Columbus, in four volumes, equal to those in his former work. In 1824 appeared written in a less ornate style than his former another series of tales and sketches, but greatly in- works, but valuable for the new information it comferior, entitled Tales of a Traveller. Having gone to municates. Next year appeared The Conquest of Spain in connection with the United States embassy, Granada, and in 1832 The Alhambra, both connected Mr Irving studied the history and antiquities of that with the ancient Moorish kingdom of Granada, and romantic country, and in 1828 published The Life partly fictitious. Several lighter works have since

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Washington Irving's Cottage. issued from his fertile pen-Astoria, a narrative of passion for cleanliness was the leading principle in American adventure; A Tour in the Prairies ; Abbots- domestic economy, and the universal test of an able ford and Newstead, &c. The principal works of Mr housewife ; a character which formed the utmost amIrving are his “Sketch-Book' and · Bracebridge bition of our unenlightened grandmothers. The front Hall; these are the corner-stones of his fame, and door was never opened except on marriages, funerals, likely to be durable. In all his writings, however, New-Year's days, the festival of St Nicholas, or some there are passages evincing fine taste, gentle affec- such great occasion. It was ornamented with a gortions, and graceful description. His sentiments are geous brass knocker curiously wrought, sometimes manly and generous, and his pathetic and humorous into the device of a dog, and sometimes of a lion's sketches are in general prevented from degenerating head ; and was daily burnished with such religious into extravagance by practical good sense and a cor zeal, that it was ofttimes worn out by the very prerect judgment. Modern authors have too much cautions taken for its preservation. The whole house neglected the mere matter of style; but the success was constantly in a state of inundation, under the disof Mr Irving should convince the careless that the cipline of mops, and brooms, and scrubbing-brushes ; graces of composition, when employed even on paint and the good housewives of those days were a kind of ings of domestic life and the quiet scenes of nature, amphibious animal, delighting exceedingly to be dabcan still charm as in the days of Addison, Gold bling in water, insomuch that a historian of the day smith, and Mackenzie.

gravely tells us, that many of his townswomen grew

to have webbed fingers like unto a duck; and some [Manners in New York in the Dutch Times.]

of them, he had little doubt, could the matter be ex

amined into, would be found to have the tails of merThe houses of the higher class were generally con- maids; but this I look upon to be a mere sport of structed of wood, excepting the gable end, which was fancy, or, what is worse, a wilful misrepresentation. of small black and yellow Dutch bricks, and always The grand parlour was the sanctum sanctorum, faced on the street; as our ancestors, like their de- where the passion for cleaning was indulged without scendants, were very much given to outward show, and control. In this sacred apartment no one was perwere noted for putting the best leg foremost. The mitted to enter excepting the mistress and her confihouse was always furnished with abundance of large dential maid, who visited it once a-week for the purdoors and small windows on every floor; the date of pose of giving it a thorough cleaning, and putting its erection was curiously designated by iron figures things to rights, always taking the precaution of leavon the front; and on the top of the roof was perched ing their shoes at the door, and entering devoutly on a fierce little weathercock, to let the family into the their stocking feet. After scrubbing the floor, sprinkimportant secret which way the wind blew. These, ling it with fine white sand, which was curiously like the weathercocks on the tops of our steeples, stroked into angles, and curves, and rhomboids, with pointed so many different ways, that every man could a broom, after washing the windows, rubbing and have a wind to his mind ; and you would have thought polishing the furniture, and putting a new bunch of old Æolus had set all his bags of wind adrift, pell- evergreens in the fireplace, the window-shutters were mell, to gambol about this windy metropolis; the again closed to keep out the flies, and the room caremost stanch and loyal citizens, however, always went fully locked up until the revolution of time brought according to the weathercock on the top of the gover- round the weekly cleaning day. nor's house, which was certainly the most correct, as As to the family, they always entered in at the he had a trusty servant employed every morning to gate, and most generally lived in the kitchen. To climb up and point it whichever way the wind blew. have seen a numerous household assembled around

In those good days of simplicity and sunshine, a the fire, one would have imagined that he was tran

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