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adapted for the purpose, or elsewhere, as agreed can tell us, of the forms and the precipices of upon.
the chain of tall white mountains that gilded Now, we ask-is not this diabolical ? the horizon at noon yesterday? Who saw Marriage, which ought to be the most the narrow sunbeam that came out of the sacred of all engagements, is here used as south, and smote upon their summits until a mere peg for an advertisement. The word they melted and mouldered away in a dust of “marriage,” we conceive, is but a colorable blue rain ? Who saw the dance of the dead evasion of something far too shocking to clouds, when the sunlight left them last contemplate. People thus “introduced " night, and the west wind blew them before would very rarely, we imagine, take refuge it like withered leaves ? All has passed in matrimony. We should rather expect unregretted or unseen; or, if the apathy be to see them falling from the top of the ever shaken off, even for an instant, it is monument, or to hear of a shocking catas-only by what is extraordinary. trophe having taken place on Waterloo And yet it is not in the broad and fierce Bridge!
manifestation of the elemental energies—not Oh, what an age of wickedness is this ! in the clash of the hail, nor the drift of the
whirlwind-that the highest characters of
the sublime are developed. God is not always THOUGHTS ON THE SKY.
so eloquent in the earthquake, nor in the fire, IT IS A strange thing how little, in general,
as in the still, sınall voice." people know about the sky! It is the part ties of our nature, says John Ruskin, which
They are but the blunt and the low faculof creation in which Nature has done more for the sake of pleasing man-more for the can only be addressed through lamp-black sole and evident purpose of talking to him, and lightning. It is in quiet and subdued and teaching him, than in any other of her passages of unobtrusive majesty, the deep, works; and it is just the part in which we and the calm, and the perpetual —that which least attend to her.
must be sought ere it is seen, and loved ere it The noblest scenes of the earth can be seen is understood-things which the angels work and known but by few. It is not intended out for us daily, and yet vary eternally, that man should live always in the midst of which are never wanting and never repeated, them. He injures them by his presence -he which are to be found always, yet each found
but ceases to feel them if he be always with them.
It is through these that the lesson But the sky is for all; bright as it is, it is of devotion is chiefly taught, and the blessing not “too bright nor good for human nature's of beauty given. daily food.” It is fitted in all its functions for the perpetual comfort and exalting of the
2 Editorial secret. heart, for the soothing it and purifying it from dross and dust. Sometimes gentle, some- A secret in the Public's mouth, times capricious, somtimes awful : never the
Whose door no sooner opens, but 'tis out. same for two moments together; almost human in its passions, almost spiritual in its tenderness, almost divine in its infinity. Its VERY CURIOUS IS OUR POSITION JUST appeal to what is immortal in us, is as distinct now, and very curious are some of the letters as its ministry of chastisement or of blessing and communications that find their way into to what is mortal is essential. And yet we our “ Editor'a letter-box." never attend to it—we never make it a sub- We are daily puzzled, perplexed-conject of thought, but as it has to do with our founded, by some of the questions put to us. animal sensations !
Our correspondents, masculine and feminine, We look upon all by which the sky speaks multiply exceedingly. Gladly would we reto us, more clearly than to brutes-upon all main neuter, as regards certain questions ; which bears witness to the invention of the but finding no rest given us until we have Supreme-that we are to receive more from answered them, we reluctantly comply with the covering vault than the light and the dew the wishes of the writers. We are expected that we share with the weed and the worm. to know everything, and to furnish advice There exists nothing, of meaningless and mono- gratis ! tonous accident ; too common and too vain Under such circumstances, no wonder is to be worthy of a moment of watchfulness or it that we are obliged to preserve the strictest a glance of admiration.-If in our moments incognito ; and to shroud ourself closer than of utter idleness and insipidity we turn to the ever in the mysterious cloak,” 30 often sky as a last resource, which of its phenomena referred to. This said cloak has stood us do we speak of? One says it has been wet; in good stead--rendering us perfectly inanother it has been windy; and another it visible. Hundreds have tried to waylay us, has been warm.
but we have readily slipped through their Who among the whole clattering crowd | fingers; and hundreds have “called" to see
Is like a wild-bird put into a cage
us, and slunk away disappointed. Our name are wielded with an impetus commanding attenis secret, our person impalpable to the touch, tion wherever exhibited, his natural feeling of our ensemble invisible to the sharpest eye. humility asserts her prerogative; allowing, no We flit into our sanctum noiselessly, and appearance of pride to divide the laurels, or share dissolve into thin air when we make our exit the honorable position it is his destiny to fill. to the busy world. We see and hear every mortalium omnibus horis sapit), so no character
But as no one is correct at all hours (Nemo thing, yet are we seen and heard by none. We repeat this, to satisfy all who are so make inroads, to act
can be "perfect.” Imperfections must and will annoyingly
as antagonistics. These “curious." They never have
may be wisely designed to show, by contrast, the seen us-never will see us. Why, therefore, spotless beauty of virtue and the hideous deformity do they sacrifice so much valuable time? If of vice. Ambition, therefore, the graphiologist we reply to all questions asked—what would would deem to be “the " 'failing ; but the they more?
poisoned barb is mollified by Benevolence. There is only one way of getting access to Wealth may be desired and sought after; but our royal person; and that is, by the chord of no mercenary motive will be instrumental in its sympathy and cordiality which genially binds accumulation. us and our choicest readers so closely
The desire for domestic happiness and comfort, together. That is the key which unlock's in “Ignotus " reigns paramount; nor would he our heart. We will visit all over the world, rather a personal pecuniary deprivation ; for, like
allow any invasion upon his recreation-suffering most gladly; only let the masonic signal of Æsop's bow, when brotherly and sisterly love reach us. The
“ Once relax'd, open sesame” that we require, is simple;
'Twill bear a tighter string." but it is eloquent. We seek no honor, want no homage-but wherever we go, we must
Such is a literal transcript of“ Our Editor's"
character. * He gives it as he received it. feel “at home." These remarks will be
The extensively understood. They are called for, is left for the decision of the public.
of divination in the graphiologist, or would not have been offered. OUR JOURNAL is a printed record of what we are. What we therein profess, that do we practise. ideas that some people form of our identity and
* It is not a little amusing to note the very odd Singular are we-very! We introduce here, very consistently, find on our table letters addressed to us as a
qualifications. On reaching home, we frequently may the result of a note addressed to us by one of “ reverend," a "doctor," a "professor,", &c., &c. our kind readers. The object of his commu- Our worthy postman is bewildered--fairly puzzled, nication was, to set us right upon the subject by our “famous titles," each day adding to the of a remark we made at page 258-about variety. A question was recently raised in a
• Character-reading." We ridiculed the idea public carriage, travelling through Hammersmith of any one being able to define character to London-as to who we really were. A strange simply by the handwriting, and called all gentleman (very strange!) took upon himself to such professors “jugglers.”
answer the question. He said he knew us wellOur unknown friend says:
very well; and that we were-a Quaker! He
described us as of “a stern presence, but of unDo send thirteen stamps to the address en compromising principles ; austere in manner, but closed, and fill up the required particulars. You of a kind heart, hard features, a rotund person, will assuredly get an answer; and when it reaches and a peculiarly-plain cut.” We never! Perhaps, you, print it. It is a public question; and those however, it is well to be thus "figured.” It will who know you, can say whether you have received protect our royal person. “Our Editor" of a stern a false character or not.
presence and hard features ! rotund, austere-and We smiled, or rather laughed heartily, at a Quaker too! Let us remark that, if not prothe suggestions made by our correspondent ; vokingly handsome, he is not so alarmingly ugly. nevertheless we did write, under a fictitious He is " sensitive” on this point !-Ed. K I. name, to the party indicated; and took special care to throw them off the scent as to our
A LOVE-LETTER. identity, &c. We sealed and despatched our
Why dost thou wound and break my heart, missive. The reply arrived in due course.
As if we should for ever part ?
After a day, or two, or three,
possesses the faculties capable of achiev. That teare shall scarce be dri'd before ing more than the usual amount of honor and I'll kisse the threshold of thy dore ; respect. This is demonstrated in a manner which then weepe not, sweet; but thus much know,will not admit of its truth being questioned; and I am halfe return'd before I go. whilst the talents so liberally bestowed upon him
THE HUMAN STOMACH.
An infant, everybody knows, is flooded in
milk whenever it begins to pipe. This uniNATURE's with "little” pleased. Enough’s” a feast; versal remedy, we find, the infant stomach A sober life but a small charge desires. But man, the author of his own unrest,
considers unwise. But the noisy teat-ling The more he eats, the more he still requires.
cannot always be supplied by its own mother;
and, in such a case, it is handed over to a UR “CODES OF HEALTH,” AND “wet nurse," who largely increases its internal
FOR LIVING," torments by the peculiar flavor of the have, we find, immortalised us
supplies :all over the civilised world. Even those who at first dif- The sweet almondy taste of the delicious food fered from us have gradually my poor mother gave me, says the stomach, veered round, and now con
was changed to a sort of London milk, slightly
impregnated with Geneva. The tricks this woman fess we are right. This is well. We love to played were frightful. The doctors told her to see people enjoy themselves; nay, more-- we drink porter; and so she did, and every other sort like to join in their enjoyment, “provided of liquor into the bargain, to be obtained at the always " Moderation takes the head of the public-house. The worst of it was, I had no re table, and Discretion sits as Vice-President. I dress, but I took care to let everybody participate Then can we be jolly as anybody. Our in my disgust, by inciting my neighboring arms animal spirits are positively boundless. This and legs to kicks and contortions; and to the small by the way.
voice which dwelt upstairs, I suggested such shrill The human Stomach is a curiosity. Born cries as made every person in the house detest the with certain powers, it exercises them always little body of which I was the centre. for the benefit of its owner; but when over- This accounts for so many ugly babies, tasked, it turns restiff
, and very properly said to be " choked with wind!" But now for throws off its load. A good thing is it that a step further. We are peeping into a cup of it can throw it off! Our aldermen must think bread-sop-a most curious-looking, unlikely so sometimes, for their motto is,
article, for keeping a child's stomach in Oh! that my stomach were a cable long, and order :every inch a palate!
I believe my innocent attendants imagined they We have just received a very useful and a were giving me ground corn. Corn, indeed! Why, very clever little work, called "“ Memoirs of when I came to test it by the aid of my powerful a Stomach;" and the preceding remarks have machine of analysis a machine so strong I could been made by way of introducing its author, dissolve a marble, and tell you its component parts who is just the sort of person to write such a when, I say, I came to test it by a strong acid, book-being "A Minister of the Interior." | I found that there was not more than twenty per We have a great regard for this said minister, being made of a common sort of starch, alum,
cent. of flour in the whole composition, the remainder and most cordially recommend the cultivation of his acquaintance by all who are in the Paris. In a penny bun lately analysed, were found
ground bones, potato flour, and often plaster of habit of eating and drinking: He peeps into three grains of alúm and ten of chalk, and in others the stomach of a babe, deluged with pap; plaster of Paris. and tells us, in vivid language, all the narrow escapes from destruction we every one of us the stomach'in all its accurate delineations of
We cannot, nor is it needful for us to follow have experienced, from the pap-boat upwards. what is going on hourly in the whole human This is done sagaciously and pleasantly ; deed we never met with a more waggish of Mortality" are so comparatively light,
We can only wonder that the “ Bills “Minister of the Home-department.” Soft as pap is, he hits us hard with it!
considering the pains taken to produce sudden But as everybody will read this book, we has a stomach. The " Minister of the Inte
death, or lingering illness, by every one who shall merely offer a few random extracts. rior" is justly hard upon tobacco, and the What is a Stomach ? Listen to its own
fumes of smoke; which no doubt do send voice:
tens of thousands yearly to their long home. My personal appearance, I must acknowledge, We have written against the use of it, till we is not prepossessing, as I resemble a Scotch bag- are weary,—also, against its twin brother, pipe in form, the pipe part being the æsophagus or ardent spirit. The Stomach says, that gullet, and the bag myself. I often wish there tobacco is
stops," especially when I am played upon by gluttony ; and perhaps there would have A most deadly weed; a spirit of evil ushered in been, could I give vent to noises similar to those by fire, and exorcised by sickness! Nature made of the Caledonian instrument, whose strains are
it nauseating--poisonous : but man, combating 80 terrible that the brave Highlanders are said to with the penalty she placed upon bis use of it
, rush into battle to escape them.
puffs away through a whole existence; and this
first specimen I received was the puff preliminary: If erery Stomach could speak, would it not Repetition overcame my dislike to the taste, and be loud in abuse of its owner! We think so. at length with the true philosophy of my race, I
endured that which could not be cured; and My advice to every lover is—take care of your though ultimately cigars and pipes subscribed stomach; for his influence is greater than you their share with other evils in injuring the system imagine. I feel perfectly persuaded, that more loveand drying up the juices of the body, still I shared matches have been broken off owing to this very the ill with my adjacent brotherhood ; and person respectable organ tlian to any other cause. It is ally I received the injury and insult with the dignity all very well to term the reasons for remaining of a Stomach conscious of his own rectitude. single-prudence; and the necessity of providing At this season, of course, we all venture that sort of thing. But the truth is, a derangement
means to keep your carriage and servants, and all abroad for a little sweet air,-either on board of the digestive powers makes both men and a river steam-boat or in some place of public women petulant, over sensitive, sceptical, and fasresort. We cannot find it! The air is every- tidious; and it engenders a host of other ill qualities, where fouled by city clerks and beardless erroneously thought to emanate from the brain or shopboys: nor can we escape the fumes of liver. The ancients were wrong, when they atdried cabbage leaves, turn which way we tributed to this last organ the seat of the affections; will.
and the moderns are equally so in debiting love to One half, at least, of the animals whose the account of the heart. The stomach is the real ugly mouths are distorted by the projection source of that sublime passion, and I swell with of those (facetiously called)** cigars," show pride and inward satisfaction when I make the
a vowal. symptoms of sickness. Their pale visages tell us, as plainly as possible, that their that he himself fell in love; and adds :
The Stomach is very candid. He avows punishment is extreme. They puff and puff away, till their gooseberry eyes lose what fession; but let me tell you a stomach has a heart,
I beg that I may not be laughed at for this conlittle expression was in them when they first and a very tender one too. The worst part of the came out, and we find them fast asleep. The affair was that, like the great potentates of the Stomach tells us a nice tale about these and earth, I was obliged to promise my affections to an all other smokers. Faugh! What a set of object I had never seen. It is true Mr. Brain gave filthy wretches men are, when they go out for me an inkling of her likeness; but the reader will a summer holiday ! Well may they hate see at once, from the nature of my position, that I birds, trees, Howers, and the intinite variety was not capable of visional contemplation. C'pon of nature's beautiful productions; when this point, indeed, I was so much interested, that gorging, smoking, and drinking, are by them .longed to knock away the plaster between the considered the grand end of life!
ribs, and get a glance at the lady ; but as such a Speaking of the digestion of men and proceeding would have been unjust to others, 1 sat animals, the “ Minister of the Interior " through which to look at Thisbe. I soon discovered
like Pyramis behind a wall, without even a chink remarks,
that the damsel who was the cause of this internal A cow's stomach digests, in its own peculiar commotion for there was not a portion of the whole way, admirably for the necessities of a cow. A body but which was influenced in some way or gizzard does the duty of mastication for the bird other) was nothing better than a hosier's daughter, tribe. A boa constrictor's slow working apparatus living near the university. is excellently well adapted for that gentle animal ;
But we have now given a very fair insight and the inside of many insects is as complicated as into the nature and object of this work, which their life is varied, and is nicely calculated to serve every stomach onght to purchase for its own them on earth, air, or water. Now, the stomach of a individual benefit. We did purpose extracting human being is equally congenial to man's nature, the Minister's permission as to what, and how and the higher his intellectual faculties, the more much, might be partaken of at dinner-time. sensitive and delicate is his inside. In organic But this would occupy more space than we structure, it is, of course, the same in all men; and
can afford. a Hottentot's digestive organs, and those of Sir Isaac Newton, would present identical confor
We offer no excuse for having made this mations—but the sympathy of the nervous energies introduction between the public and our marks the subtle difference. Thence I again affirm Minister of the Interior. At a season when that the moral acts upon the physical, and vice every one is bent upon enjoying themselves, versâ, by the most delicate sympathy and wonderful we do not venture upon any “heavy” sublaws.
ject; and therefore have confined ourself to We wish all our readers to digest " well
that which is useful, profitable, and undeniably these very sensible and important obser
interesting vations. We do all of us offend so much
Woe be to him who despises our friendly against our best friend, that we require con- warning! tinual admonition.
LOVE'S LOVELINESS. The Stomach tells us many other curious things ; and among others, cautions lovers in “ What thing is Love, which nought can counterparticular to take care how they offend. His
vail ?" advice is good, and it is worth recording. Nought save “itself.”—ev’n such a thing is Love! Hearken, young people; aye, and old people all worldly wealth in "worth" as far doth fail too!-
As lowest earth doth yield to Heav'n above.
MARVELS OF THE CREATION. map of the world shows us, that on the coast
of Peru no rain ever falls ; and that, like the THE MARINER who first crossed the central desert Sahara, it ought therefore to be conAtlantic in search of a new world, was demned to perpetual barrenness. But in astonished when, on the 19th of September, consequence of the cold stream thus running 1492, he found himself in the midst of that along its borders,“ the atmosphere loses its great bank of sea-weed—the sea-weed meadow transparency, and the sun is obscured for of Oviedo--the Sargasso Sea which, with a months together. varying breadth of 100 to 300 miles, stretches “The vapors at Lima are often so thick, that
twenty-five degrees of latitude, the sun seen through them with the naked covering 260,000 square miles of surface, eye assumes the appearance of the moon's like a huge floating garden, in which count- disc. They commence in the morning, and less myriads of minute animals find food and extend over the plains in the form of refreshshelter. Now, it is the eddy of the numerous ing fogs, which disappear soon after mid-day; sea rivers which collect in one spot, and the and are followed by heavy dews, which are cold water of the Northern Atlantic mixing precipitated during the night.” The morning with the warm streams of the western and mists and the evening dews thus supply the southern currents, which produce the tem- place of the absent rains; and the verdure perature most fitted to promote this amazing which covers the plains is the offspring of a development of vegetable and animal life. sea river. What a charming myth would What becomes of the dead remains of this the ancient poets have made out of this vast marine growth? Do they decompose striking compensation ! as fast as they are produced? or do they accumulate into deposits of peculiar coal, destined to reward the researches of future
'TIS SWEET,—'TIS SAD! geologists and engineers when the Atlantic of our day has become the habitable land of
'Tis sweet to mark the violet blow, an after-time ?
A spot of Heaven on winter's snow; In the chart of the Pacific Ocean, we are To feel the balmy South, in airs presented with another remarkable instance That tremble sweet on icy stairs ; of the influence of sea rivera on vegetation.
And warmth to buried flowerets bring, From the shores of South Victoria, on the
While birds their first blithe carol sing. Antarctic continent, a stream'of cold water,
'Tis joy to mark the tiny face 60 degrees in width (our readers will re Ripen with traits of blooming grace; collect that in high latitudes the degrees of To see the ligbt, thro' dawning sense, longitude are very narrow), drifts slowly Of meaning and intelligence, — along in a north-east and easterly direction While lisping murmurs, careless wiles, across the Southern Pacific, till it impinges Deepen to words, and tears, and smiles. upon the South American coast to the south of Valparaiso. There it divides into two
'Tis joy to mark the love we store,
From little grow to more and more; arms; one of which stretches south and east,
Nurtur'd by gentle looks and deeds, doubles Cape Horn, and penetrates into the
To those fair buds, the little seeds, south-western Atlantic; the other flows first
That swell with strength and beauty now north-east, and then north-west, along the To bloom on love's eternal bough. shores of Chiliand Peru,carrying colder waters into the warm sea, and producing a colder
'Tis sad to mark the leafy fringe
Of woodlands take a deeper tinge; air along the low plains which stretch from the shores of the Pacific to the base of the
Amid the fall of ripen'd fruit
The forests don their russet suit; Andes. This current, discovered by Hum
To note, while breezes moan and sigh, boldt and called after his name, lowers the
The glorious works of nature die. temperature of the air about twelve degrees ; while that of the water itself is sometimes as And sad to gather round the bed much as twenty-four degrees colder than that That shrouds in gloom the silent dead; of the still waters of the ocean through which
To hear the stitled sob, the prayer, it runs.
From lov'd ones breath'd oppress the airThe cold air seriously affects the vegetation
To take one last deep look, and then along the whole of this coast; at the same
To mingle in the strife of men! time that the cold stream raises fogs and mists, But sadder yet to feel the love which not only conceal the shores and perplex We fondly priz'd all earth above, the navigator, but extend inland also, and Gros cold and careless day by day, materially modify the climate. The beautiful Till all like dreams hath passed away, — and beneticent character of this modifying And joys so bright in days of yore influence becomes not only apparent, but most
HAVE FLED, TO BEAM ON EARTH NO MORE! impressive, when we consider, as the rain