"O for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade." my English friend, with his good natured face, his broad chest, and his flowing red neckerchief, of Dickens's Mark Tapley, whose great hobby was a desire to be jolly under all cir- And yet as I stood upon the deck of the cumstances, and who found his cheerfulness steamer, on the following morning, looking fully tested in a wild sport at the West, to back on that scene now lighted up by the which speculation had given the name of Eden. rising sun, I felt that out of these rude materiAnd I thought as I left him, in his solitary tent, als, order, and beauty, and strength would at the very outpost of civilization, and in a rise, and that above all, that Christian infloland of strangers, that like Mr. Tapley, 'now ences would speedily diffuse themselves was his time to come out strong, or never.'- through that population, and by means of the Taking one more look at the straggling rows colporter, the teacher, and the church, open. of houses as I passed to the shore, I returned fountains of spiritual life and health in the to the boat, having less sympathy than ever midst of that City in the wilderness. with the longing of Cowper : J. E. R. HERR KUNZEL'S ALBUM.-An interesting col-granted. These autographs of Goethe became lection of modern (mostly German) autographs the nucleus of Herr Kunzel's present collection, is that of Herr Carl Kunzel, of Heilbronn, Wür- and have proved so attractive that at present we temberg. Herr Kunzel is a merchant, and be- believe no name, which has become of conse gan his career about twenty-five years ago as a quence during the last quarter of a century in commercial traveller to the large paper manu- Germany, will be looked for in vain in his "Alfactory of Messrs. Rauch, Brothers, Heilbronn. bum of many Leaves." One of the chevaux de Being of a literary turn of mind he profited by bataille of this general collection is an autograph the many opportunities which the nature of his drawing of Schiller's (who, by the bye, was a trade, and his never ceasing travels on the high-very bad draftsman), representing his friend ways and byways of Germany (sometimes also Körner, the father of Theodore, in the ludicrous to foreign parts), gave him to make the acquain- perplexities of a German paterfamilias. — Athetances of almost all the eminent persons of the næum. period, and to lay upon them, without almost any exception, the willingly paid tax of an autograph leaf for his album. This, to use an expresNELSON AND THE PIEDMONTESE.-The revosion of his friend Clemens Brentano, was his pa- lution of eighteen hundred and forty-eight, which per business, which he carried on along with the gave to Piedmont a constitution, extended equal paper concern of his masters. One of his earli- rights and privileges to the island of Sardinia. est and most important contributors was no less The recent liberal tariff has abolished all the a person than Goethe himself, whose acquaint- customs' duties with which Sarde produce was ance he made in rather a comical manner. It at one time specially burdened. Lord Nelson was in 1829 when Herr Kunzel, then a very wrote in eighteen hundred and three: "Sardinia' young man, came to Weimar, entered Goethe's is very little known; it was the policy of Piedhouse, and, with all his personal and national mont to keep it in the back ground, and it has natvete, asked the great man's valet to hide him been the maxim to rule its inhabitants with sesomewhere in the hall, that he (a "Suabian" as verity, loading its produce with such duties as he called himself when the domestic questioned prevented their growth. I will only mention him about his name, etc.) might only have a peep one instance as a proof. Half a cheese was seized at the celebrated poet, who, he was told, would becanse a poor man was selling it to our boats, 'soon puss for his usual promenade. The attend- and it had not paid the duty. Fowls, eggs, beef, ant complied with Herr Kunzel's wish, and then and every article of food are most heavily taxed answered his master's bell; but returned almost on export. The country is fruitful beyond idea, instantly with the message that "his Excellency" and abounds in cattle, sheep, and would in corn, wanted to see the traveller. Herr Kunzel, not wine, and oil. In the hands of a liberal govern dreaming of such an honor, felt rather bewildered; ment there is no telling what its produce would but, following the servant, who gently pushed amount to." Lord Nelson's wishes have been him into "his Excellency's" presence, he a min- realized; Sardinia is in the hands of a liberal ute later, saw the Author of Faust standing be-government. Nothing is now needed to make it fore him, tall and majestic, but stretching out a the most flourishing island of its extent in Eu friendly hand and benignly addressing him with rope but roads and harbors, the suppression of the words " The Suabian is not only to see me, convents of ecclesiastical drones, the extension I, too, will see the Suabian." A conversation of education, and the example and instruction about Suabia and Schiller's sister (a patronizing of a few of those intelligent Lombardy landlords friend of Herr Kunzel's) followed, at the end of and fariners whom Austria seems intent on ruinwhich the tribute of one or more autographs was ing-Dickens's "Household Words." OLD BRICKS AND OLD MORTARS. YES-we are an exceedingly practical people: The History of England that virtue will show, We don't trust our eyes, when they say "there's a steeple," But, bang, with our noses against it we go. And not till our noses bleed after collision, Do we feel we're entitled to say, with decision, "Yes-it is solid stonework, and not a mere vision," And the practical proof quite makes up for the blow. Hence our wars have been triumphs: for, when we commenced them, We conclusively proved all the stone walls we found, By gallantly running our heads up against them, Singing out Q. E.D. as we came to the ground. Thus we 've proved the Crimea makes bad winter quarters, And the proof had but cost us an army of martyrs: To exact the same proof in all Russian waters, Through our naval campaigns, we by logic are bound. So, too, said the charts; but John Bull's not so flat As, without some more practical proof, things to swallow, On mere word-of-mouth and eye-witness, like that! So of man-of-war stations our Whitehall assigners, Our Tars will soon have their own way with the Tartars: Sweaborg first, and then Cronstadt will soonbe assail'd. "But hold"-say the theorists-" mortars, 'tis certain, Will wear out with firing-the fact is well known." Is it co? We can't rest on mere random asserting; By a practical proof we must have the fact shown. Send our mortarboats out with no relay of metal, If the mortars fail, mend 'em, as tinkers a kettle. If they burst-why, the practical point it will settle, That honey-comb'd gun-metal's best let alone. Here, too, we've had practical proof that with firing But who, John Bull, would have thought of reGun-metal will crystallize, duly, and burst; quiring But what if we have lost some men by explosion, Loss of life, and a half and-half victory first? If the granite of Sweaborg still frowns o'er the ocean? We 've got practical proof of what was but a notion Of a few closet-writers, in theories nursed. Now 'tis fact, that old officers wear like old iron, And this fact Mr. Punch in John Bull's head would fix; With old mortars our arsenal yards we environ, Why not with old mortars get rid of old bricks? We have gouty old admirals, cranky and crusty, Peninsular heroes, gray, mildew'd, and musty: Send into the Baltic our first-rates and liners; verbum sat. A Wellington's self grows at sixty-and-six. The glorious old boys! Punch profoundly respects them. He knows what they have been, but sees what they are: Their duty to do, he, like England, expects them, Which is to lie up, and nurse chalkstone and Some morbid action, of the mind a part, To guide the wind-blown leaf. When the short transport of exempted pain Fills me with strange wild joy, as wine might do, I cannot answer for the buoyant strain Of merriment that pierces through and through The echoing woods, whose loneliness in vain Startles me with its hue. Not solitude, nor silence, nor the thought Of what must soon ensue-returning throesCan then by any reasoning be brought To quell the ebullient stir that through me flows Like leaping draughts of pleasure, which have caught Hues of the sun and rose. The flowers are mine, the dells in which they pasture; 'Tis good that thy name springs From two of Earth's fair thingsA stately city, and a soft-voiced bird; 'Tis well that in all homes, When thy sweet story comes, And brave eyes fill-that pleasant sounds be heard. Oh voice! in night of fear, The birds are mine; their voices, which I Oh great heart! raised like city on a hill; mock; No! let me deem it armor sent of God To shield me 'gainst despair! We cannot wage A holier war than that which strives the load Of gloom to banish from our souls! No cage Can mar the linnet's songs: the longest road Must have its fitting stage. And so, 'twixt us and pain, and care, and all Life's gloom (save Sin, whose ever-endless ring Weds to immortal Wo!), Time's regal call Shall place divorce. Oh, let us, therefore, bring All innocent laughs to lighten up each hall Chambers's Journal. Oh watcher! worn and pale Thanks, loving thanks, for thy large work and will! England is glud of thee Christ, for thy charity, Take thee to joy when hand and heart are still. GULF WEED. The Press. 1 A weary weed, tossed to and fro, Drearily drenched in the ocean brine, Soaring high and sinking low Lashed along without will of mine; Sport of the spoom of the surging sea, Flung on the foam, afar and anear; Mark my manifold mystery, Growth and grace in their place appear. I bear round berries, gray and red, White and hard in apt array; Hearts there are on the sounding shore, Like this weary weed of the sea; Grace informing with silent soul. Off Abaco. From Poems of Many Moods by C. G. Fenner. e From The Athenæum. The above paragraph is an average speci Autobiography of Charles Caldwell, M. D. men of Dr. Caldwell's manner. While opWith a Preface, Notes, and Appendix, by pressing his pupils (for it is impossible to conHarriot W. Warner. Philadelphia, Lippin-ceive that the boys of Virginia were not cot & Co.; London, Trübner & Co. oppressed by one so weighty in his wisdom), the young schoolmaster continued to gather HERE is a book which, in England, must food for the ideas which were to be expressed dispense with many readers. Yet we have in these volleys of solemn language. He had pleasure in going through it; because it "perused the Book of Nature," as well as is a pure example of prosy, old-fashioned printed books, he was "able to hold at times American style. Dr. Caldwell appears to a moment of light and sportive intercourse have imbibed his notions of style from the and dalliance with the Muses." "Having sources whence Mrs. Mercy Adams drew the never designed to officiate as an instructor of hoop and high heels (as it were) in which-youth for more than a few years," by way of when writing letters-she paraded the sweets preparation for choice of a profession (!)of friendship and the vicissitudes of life. His when the time of selection came, he determinphilosophies and his language alike had little ed, "although originally laid out to become a in common with those of the modern transcen- preacher," first, "to decline the drudgery of dentalists, whose opinions and utterances all civil vocations, or to serve his country in figure so strangely in the annals of modern a military capacity," and, subsequently, to American intellect. Dr. Caldwell's pompos- "devote himself to medicine." While studyity and verbosity-his vanity and want of ing the healing art at Salisbury, Dr. Caldwell, good manners-have amused us as so many like other medical students, had adventures. relics of a past time; and they have amused No "wild oats" did he sow; but "the tattle of • us all the more, because they were mixed up the town" averred that a certain fair Lady in their owner with such better qualities as preferred him to a certain friend, Henderson, sense, independence, and thirst for knowledge. who was wooing the Lady. Henderson be came jealous : At the end of sixty-two pages of reasons for writing an autobiography and other preliminary matters, Dr. Caldwell informs us that he His awakened suspicions and fears on the was born, in 1772, on a farm in Virginia. He subject he had the candor or the folly (I hardly lost his parents early-early acquired those know which to call it, but it was probably an habits of self-reliance and self-cultivation, the amalgamation of both) to impart, under great fruits of which are everywhere present in this agitation, to me. For his groundless, and, toward me, most wrongful suspicions, I rebuked volume, in spite of the pedantic importance of him sternly perhaps acrimoniously-withits writer, was early placed at the head of drew myself in a great measure from his society the "Snow-Creek Seminary"-a grammar-and that of his sister's family. * * In this school, situated in a "remote and healthy sec- condition of things, which, to him, somewhat intion of the State" which contained several clined as he was by nature to melancholy, appupils from five to ten years older than their An overbearing pedagogue must Dr. Caldwell have been, if the biographer's style was prophesied by the Dominie's de master. meanor: In the government of the institution (says the memoir) I found no difficulty. Discarding peared to be hopeless, he became spiritless and gloomy, neglected law, literature, and social intercourse, and was at length attacked by what language more intelligible perhaps to the mass his physicians denominated a brain fever-in of readers, by a febrile affection accompanied with delirium. We must refer all such readers as love entirely the levity of youth, in which I had never long-winded sentiment to this "Autobiography" but very moderately indulged, and assuming a for the end of the story. Another passage of deportment sufficiently authoritative, mingled the Doctor's youth was his commanding a with affability and courtesy of manner, I com manded, from the first act of my official duties, troop of Light Dragoons, who enrolled themthe entire respect and deference of my pupils. selves in the autumn of 1792 to escort GenThe elder and more intelligent of them conform- eral Washington on one of his progresses ed to order and good government from a three- through their county. On meeting this great fold motive-the decorum and propriety of the man, the fluency of Caldwell, which " never measure, in a social and gentlemanly point of had previously quailed before anything earthview-a conviction that submission to rightful ly," was interrupted. He became actually authority is a moral duty, which cannot be vio-giddy, and forgot his address. Presently recolated without disrepute among the enlightened and the virtuous-and a sentiment of self-inter- vering himself, however, he began to harangue est; for they had the sagacity very soon to per ceive my ability to bestow on them lasting ben. efits, and my resolution to do so, provided they should deserve them. better acquainted with several events of the astonished Washington by showing himself Southern revolutionary war than the General -was complimented in return for his “honor able and exemplary deportment as an officer," the Marquis De Lafayette), General Harper-and -and Liberator and Dragoon parted with myself, were acknowledged to be the three ablest such emotions as should accompany the part- players in Philadelphia, and, as was believed t ing of two great men who understand each the time, in the United States. Yet so essentia other. In the same year Caldwell arrived in to dexterity in all things is practice, that an en Philadelphia. With this settlement in Penn's four or forty-five years has utterly deprived me tire neglect of those accomplishments for forty! city the old-young physician's professional life of the last relic of ability in them. So complete began. The reader is referred to his "Auto- is this deprivation that I have even forgotten the biography" for complacent narrations of the powers and movements of the several chess manner in which the Doctor tilted, with a pieces. And though I retain a perfect remem spear of weight and victory, against the bul-brance of all the guards, passes, and feints in rush of Dr. Rush on medical questions,-for fencing, and am far from being deprived, by the manner in which Caldwell's courage dis- time, of the sight, strength, and action of a very comfited the elder physician's insincerity, tolerable fencer, I cannot, with any show of dexfor the vehemence with which he engaged in terity, execute the simplest of them. scientific controversy (he assures the awestricken public, by the way, that he did not kill Dr. Smith and others by the "severity of his pen," as has been maliciously charged against him), for the energy with which he bearded, knocked down, "shut up," and flung over rebellious audiences, who had prepared, cabal-wise, to insult him when he presented himself as lecturer. The lighter graces and Occupations of our ponderous Doctor must be told in one of his most artistic paragraphs :— 部 Laughable as the above will seem to those loving a laugh, the man who wrote it had true mettle in him. Absurd though his phrases were (and more absurd his politeness, as we ican of whom America may be proud. But shall show anon), Dr. Caldwell was an Amer with his scientific career and services we can not further concern ourselves :-enough by way of a closing extract to give his own ac count of his own graceful meeting with a dis tinguished woman in Europe when the time The amusements which an individual secame for him to make "the grand tour"-dur lecs and enjoys are as illustrative of his charac-ing which he rebuked the bad manners of ter as are the studies he cultivates and delights Abernethy weighed our statesmen in the in, the business he pursues, or the action he per- Caldwell balance and judged our manners, forms. Perhaps they are in some respects even politics, and scenery. Mr. Lawrence gave mon illustrative of it. The reason is plain. him several introductions in London :The selection of them is more voluntary-freer, I man, from constraint. Acts of business are One of these, whom I am bound to mention not unfrequently the result of necessity; but in terms of peculiar kindness and the most exainu sements are always the issue of choice. It alted estimation, was Mrs. Somerville, celebrated will not, therefore, be deemed inappropriate in for her attainments and writings in several ardume to state that my favorite amusements were ous and elevated branches of science, especially the theatre and dancing. Fencing being at once in Astronomy and Physical Geography. My an amusement and an invigorating and useful first interview with that extraordinary woman exorcise of the body, and chess an amusement made on me an impression never to be erased, and an exercise somewhat strengthening to the save with the entire erasure of my memory. It mind, I indulged in them occasionally for several occurred at the breakfast table in her own manyears subsequently to my commencement of the sion, and was as follows. Dr. Somerville, her practice of my profession. Finding, however, as husband, was the attending physician of Chelsea my professional business increased both in quan- Hospital, a celebrated institution which I had a tity and the space of the city over which it ex- wish to visit. Having been made known to the tended, that they were likely to occupy too much Doctor by my friend, Mr. Lawrence, I was kindly of my time, I suddenly abandoned them, and invited to take breakfast with him the next seldom, if ever, afterwards played a match at morning, and accompany him on his official visit either of them. This change in my habits and to the hospital. On being ushered by Dr. associations I could not have made so promptly Somerville into the breakfast-room, and introand entirely as I did, had it not been for the duced to his wife, I took, at her request, a seat trength of my will, and its arbitrary sway over by her at table. In neither her appearance nor say whole being and actions. Nor, notwithstand- manner was there anything to attract particular fng the decided supremacy of that power, and attention. She was rather below the middle the obedience to it to which the others had been, size, plain but neat in her person and attire, and fr no inconsiderable time, accustomed, was the entirely free from affectation or pretence. Her. hange effected without reluctance and regret. eye was keen and rather playful; her counte r, in both forms of exercise I was so dexterous nance sprightly, but not beautiful. She convers and celebrated as to be very rarely otherwise ed with fluency and ease, and did the honors of than victorious in the contest. And of that I her table with good-breeding and taste. had sufficient weakness to be proud. And of children, two or three in number, were of the my standing as a chess player, I shall only say party. Breakfast being finished, Dr. Somerville that Dr. Bollman (who attempted the rescue of rose, and, telling me that he had a private visit Her |