Bower of Taste. the piece, and better calculated to preserve its continuity. On the second night of its representation at the Tremont, it was done with increased effect;-and were we to particularize, mention could be made of one or two performers, who did themselves much credit, and won, as they justly merited, the applause of the audience. The Gambler's Fate, is well 'By you supported, shall our native Stage 'Portray, adorn, and regulate the age.' It is our intention as we proceed in our diversified labors, to introduce occasional remarks appertaining to the stage; and briefly to review the progress of the scenic art among us. Though such animadversions come not within our imme-calculated to keep curiosity alive; it takes diate province, still, as opportunities strong hold of the sympathies; nor has occur, we shall employ our pen that way, and, either in our editorial capacity, or in that of some qualified correspondent, publish opinions touching the player and his profession. We solicit the criticisms of those whose studies or pursuits have led them to contemplate the drama; -convinced, that no small portion of our community feel interested in the topic, and look, among other matters of taste, to have something said relating to the Theatre and its concerns.-Subjects of this sort, are, in some shape or other, more or less connected with the morals and literature of society. Consequently, we offer no apology when we introduce the Buskin to the acquaintance of our readers; believing his company will find a welcome from those whose opinions we value, and whose approbation we feel it to be a duty to endeavor to merit. - THE GAMBLER'S FATE. DURING the last week, this interesting melo-drama was brought out at both houses, and judging from the unbroken attention which it commanded throughout, we should say it bids fair to become a profitable and popular stock piece. In some particulars, the translation as given at the Federal street, claims a preference; the text, as gathered from the players, seems to have been rendered with more reference to the poetry of the original, besides, its being marked into three acts, a division is felt more in conformity with the incidents of any similar thing been produced, since the establishment of our Theatricals, better calculated to answer the moral purpose of stage representation. During the progress of the scenes, events deeply pathetic, naturally grow out of each other, until a consequence tremendous in itself, closes the story of horrors. By the lapse of twenty years, the critic wil! perceive the licence taken with the unities, but to him who is led on by the moving incidents of the fable, such discrepancies will pass unnoticed, while the lesson inculcated, will go home to the heart, and fix the memorable image there. This is the legitimate end of the drama; effecting this, the noble purposes of scenic exhibitions are attained.-Notwithstanding the author of the Gambler's Fate has borrowed somewhat largely from characters and situations in the tragedy of the Gamester, yet, in this tale of domestic wo, he has imparted an air of freshness to his personages, and given them an intensity not found in those of the original. The execrable vice here portrayed is made to appear with all its attendant infatuation, and all its consequent misery; nor can we imagine a more forcible warning than that spoken in the fate of young Germaine; a promising youth of family and fortune, united to an amiable and accomplished wife; a youth who began life in splendor, but who, from a fatal passion for play, passes from crime to crime, closes it, at length in rags, infamy and guilt. The picture, though highly colored, is not out of nature; and the tremendous example here set forth ought not be lost, from the conviction of its being the mere dreaming of romance, and wrought up, like other fictions, for stage effect. On the contrary, let the fate of young Germaine, be viewed as the true portrait of one, whose career, commencing at the gaming table, is hurried on from vice to vice, 'till ruin overtakes him, and one great mischief swallows up the whole. Poetica Licentia.—The unbounded indulgence of hyperbole in oriental poetry, is its greatest fault, although by many it is considered as a peculiar beauty. Solomon's songs are highly poetical, notwithstanding he compares his mistress's eyes to fish pools, her nose to a tower, and her teeth to a flock of sheep. What would the modern fair one say if the panegyrist of her charms should address her thus-Madam, your eyes are brighter than the frog pond of the common-your nose is more lofty than the Park Street steeple, and your form is as splendid as the State House! Literary. We are indebted to a friend for the loan of the latest foreign periodicals. From these we learn that several works were on the eve of publication, in London and Edinburgh, which were expected to excite uncommon interest. Lady Morgan's new Irish tale, entitled "The O'Briens and the O'Flahertys,' was just issuing from the press, Lady Morgan is acknowledged to be a vivid delineator of national manners and character; The noble author of "Matilda,' which a season or two since attracted so much attention, and to whom one or two other works have been falsely attributed, is about to publish another tale of the day, entitled 'Yes and No,' which, according to the gossip of the literary circles, will establish the author's reputation as a novelist. The well known and admired author of 'Granby,' has also ready for publication, a new novel, to be called 'Herbert Lacy.' Mr Robert Montgomery announces a poem, to be entitled 'The Omnipresence of the Deity.' A work is also in preparation, called Observations and Illustrations of Gray's Poetry.' Allan Cunningham's new romance, Sir Michael Scott,' was expected to appear in a few days. Mr Bowring, whose translations from the least known of the European languages have justly acquired him so much celebrity, was about to publish 'Hungarian Popular Songs,' with critical and historical notices of the Maggar literature and language, as spoken in Hungary and Transylvania. He has also nearly completed a history of the literature, and especially the poetical literature of Bohemia, with specimens of the popular songs of the Moravians, Slavonians, Bulgarians, and other Slavonic races. Anglicism.--We perceive in page 16 of our first number, the word Souvenir is spelt thus, Souvenier, and several other trifling errors, which whether they proceeded from our own carelessness, or the lapsus typus of the printer, we hope will and the epoch she has now chosen for il-be forgiven in consideration of the late lustration, has, in the present state of exhausted combinations, one great recommendation to the novelist; it is untouched. It is said also to have a deep interest in an historical point of view; it embraces events which preceded the rebellion, and finally accomplished the union. ness of the hour it was put to press. We most sincerely hope never to have cause to present so extensive an errata as the following: 'Resolved by the House of Representatives, (Maine) that the shanks of this house be presented to Esq. for his impartial conduct as Speaker, during the the present session. Mr T., teacher of dancing, hops for the patronage of his friends and the public. Fire.-A large mouse was destroyed by fire in street last night. Old colts (a) dressed by steam, so as to look as good as new at the scouring establishment. There was much farce (o) in the speech of Mr- on the amendment of the constitution.' We do not entirely agree in opinion with our correspondent Alaric, that the days of chivalry are past! in fact we are almost induced to believe they are about to be revived, with all the spirit, 'pomp and circumstance,' that marked the age of the renowned, Knight De la Mancha! the whole corps editorial have paid their respects to the Mistress of the Bower,' each with a grace and dignity peculiar to himself. But the gallant Editor of the Traveller, has advanced with all the elegance of a carpet Knight in a court drawing room; and presented us with his 'gloved right hand,' which we accept with pleasure with this friendly suggestion, (apart) that he will carefully preserve those same 'delicate kids,' as we understand they may soon be necessary on another occasion of more importance, where the 'gloved right hand' of the courteous Traveller will again be in requisition to seal a more lasting com pact. Our Brother of the 'Times,' appears to be willing to admit the possibility, that women may have souls; (Mahomet to the contrary notwithstanding,') this is allowing us a most essential privilege. With the very 'spirit of chivalry,' hath he thrown down his gauntlet in our behalf, and as in duty bound, professes to be willing to fight Knight, Demon, or Ostrich, in our defence,' (to say nothing of wind mills ;) now this is very gallant, but heaven preserve us from encountering the above mentioned enemies, either in propria persona, or by proxy. Sir, we accept you as our champion, (with this proviso, however,) that we be not always called upon to witness the combat. To our Readers and Correspondents. We would respectfully suggest to those who may favor us with their communications, that if they are designed for the ensuing number, they must be sent on, or before, the Wednesday previous. We solicit from our friends generally, such contributions as may be congenial to their taste and fancy, in order that we may illustrate our pages with a pleasing variety. MARRIAGES. In this city, Mr Asa B. W. Hamilton to Miss Eliza Rand, of Charlestown; Dr Henry P. Wade to Miss Charlotte S. Brown; Theodore R. Jenks, Esq. to Miss Mary E. Mann, formerly of Newcastle, Me; Mr L. F. A. Jarrot, to Miss Mary G. Thatcher; Mr Peter Francis to Miss Susan Davis; Mr. John McDuffee, to Miss Mary Ann Varnum, of Neburyport; Mr Charles S. Hunt to Miss Mary Ann H. Vose; In Waltham, Mr Charles Hill, of Salem, to Miss Sarah W. Page of Boston. DEATHS. In this city, Mrs Margaret Whalen, aged 32; Mr David Fisk, aged 31; Mrs Sally, wife of Mr Benjamin Brigham, aged 44; Mrs Mary M. Jackson, aged 93; Mr Jacob P. Rust, aged 53; very suddenly, Isaac Rand, youngest son of John Parkman, Esq.; George Duncan, aged 2 years and 11 months, youngest child of Wm. B. and Elizabeth Reynolds; On Tuesday, Henry Walter, son of Asa and Cordelia Ames, aged 14 months; In Roxbury, on Monday morning, Ward Nicholas Boylston, Esq. aged 78; of small pox, Miss Julia Crehore, aged 20, youngest daughter of widow Catharine Crebore. At Brooklyn, N. Y. Dr Alexander M. Montgomery, of the navy At New York, Capt. Benjamin True, aged 30; Mrs Sophia Stimpson, eldest of this city. daughter of the late Wm. Andrews, Esq. At Halifax, N. S. Mrs Sarah Deblois, aged 75. (Translated from Le Diable Boiteux, a Paris paper.) Sweet Elouise-my lovely fair Wreathe in thy locks of sunuy hair, This chaplet of the blushing rose Which, like thy cheek of beauty glows! Come- twine thy snowy arms with mine, Where pleasure's joyous groups advance. The nymphs have twin'd our bridal wreath, Those blooming shades among- Come-go with me and be my love! SONG. Said Cupid one day to a rose, The goddess reposed in her bower, Poor Venus awoke with affright, And bade the young urchin be gone; But Cupid still quaff'd with delight, 'Only one little minute, dear ward, And I swear, I'll no longer remain,' Said the youth, 'if I kiss'd thee before, Take it back'-then he kiss'd her again. AUGUSTA. MADAM-The following lines were written while on a tour of the Sandwich Islands, in which I was accompanied by a friend, whom it was my misfortune to lose there, in a wasting decline; during our stay, he became much interested with the daughter of one of the chiefs-a beautiful Polynesian maid who watched over his couch until the last moment, with the most devoted tenderness, but reason fled with him she loved,' and she is now a frenzied wanderer among the mountains, a wreck of former loveliness. THE POLYNESIAN MAID. I came to shed the sorrowing tear, I sought the cot, where with bounding tread To catch a smile from his dark eyed maid- I entered-what a scene of wo! I gazed, but I could not weep My friend, all pale as the mountain snow, Diffused o'er his youthful face And the white shroud round his manly form, She, too, was there! fair Ammilu, But her eyes were wildly beaming! At twilight hour, they bore him away, Where the aloe and palm trees wave- No comment is perhaps necessary in presenting our readers with the following Sonnet, their taste will appreciate its worth. Oh! who hath not, in melancholy mood, To think that he with this fair scene must part! |