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Secured in their enjoyment, all must know
source than to take the thoughts of others and cast them into
new forms of associations and contrast. Plagiarism, to be sure, The happiness Affection can bestow;
is branded of old, but it is never criminal, except when done in All, all must learn to love their fellow men,
a clumsy way, like stealing among the Spartans. A good Nor be too proud to seek their love again ;
thought is often far better expressed at second hand thap al the The legislator, narrow ness of soul
first utterance. If a rich material has fallen into incompetent Must cast aside, and mindful of the whole
hands, it would be the height of injustice to debar a more skilful
artist from taking possession of it and working it up. Commend He represents and serves, must look beyond
me to a good pilferer--you may laugh at it as a paradox, but I Self-interest, or a district's narrow bound;
assure you the most original writers are the greatest thieves. » Must bid thy sacred temples, Knowledge, stand Lady Blessington also observes, in her “ Journal of ConterOn every eminence throughout the land,
sations with Lord Byron," " As Byron had said that his own And, while Corinthian halls the approved receive,
position had led to his writing 'The Deformed Transformed, To all the Doric base must entrance give:
I ventured to remind him, that in the advertisement to that drama
he had stated it to have been founded on the novel of 'The For all in vain the elect of science, pore
Three Brothers' He said that both statements were correct, O'er garnered tomes of concentrated lore,
and then changed the subject, without giving me an opportunity If to themselves the advantage is confined,
of questioning him on the unacknowledged but visible resem
blances between other of his works and that extraordinary proAnd Ignorance still a myriad host can blind.
duction. It is possible that he is unconscious of the plagiary of Oh! spread the blessing! Let the poor man's son, ideas he has committed ; for his reading is so desultory, that he Child of the state, strong armor buckle on;
seizes thoughts, which, in passing through the glowing alembic And, having proved it, bear it where the foes
of his mind, become so embellished as to lose all identity with the Of Knowledge now her onward course oppose :
original crude embryos he has adopted.”
I submit these extracts without comment, not doubting but Then for a sterner struggle claim his arm,
every intelligent reader will admit Byron's transcendent poetical And bid him shout Oppression's last alarm.
genius, notwithstanding these frank admissions on his part. Washington City, May, 1938.
S. F. G. Purveyed by Knowledge, by Affection led, And Truth's broad banner Aying o'er her head, Onward, still onward, and forever on, Be Freedom's march, till all the earth be won; Until thy sun, oh, Truth! shall culminate,
GEORGIA SCENES, CHARACTERS, AND INCIDENTS.. And the last mists of error dissipate ;
NEW SERIES, NUMBER I.
There are some who delight in tales of torment.--to such this To that proud eminence, for them designed,
sketch is respectfully dedicated. And as a writer in the SouthWhen highest faculties by bounteous Heaven,
ern Literary Messenger says, I feel hall inclined to perpetrate Were unto men, as unto angels given.
a little philosophy” upon this unamiable trait in the human character. I yield to the templation, however, no farther, than barely to remark, that I believe it is a trait common in some measure to all men. This may be proved phrenelogically. I know a man, who, by the concurring testimony of two phrens.
logists, is remarkable for his benevolence; and I have the auBYRON AND PLAGIARISM. thority of that gentleman for saying, that he found no pleasure
in reading Horace, until he came to the ninth satire. In thai, A writer in the Messenger for March last, quotes Byron and the poet tells us, as the classic reader knows, that in one of his Madame de Stael, and places the English bard in no very envia. rambles, he encountered a fellow, who fastened upon him like a ble light, by making use of the sentiments of others to auain that leech, who would be dismissed by no hint, and who talked bim same for which he had an inordinale ambition. In my readings into an agony, that threatened to stop his breathing through all I have met with the following passages, shewing his reasonings time. He who could find nothing pleasing in the works of on the principle. I will introduce the quotations by the follow. Horace, except in this satire, must have derived his gratification ing extract from his life, by Lake, in which it will be seen be from the torments of the bard alone, not from the poetry in takes a broad ground: “Byron was a great admirer of the which they were recounted. If an uncommonly benevolent Waverley novels, and never travelled without them. They man, can delight in the suffering of a fellow being, all med aust. are,' said he, lo Captain Medwin, one day, 'a library in them. Q. E. D. selves a perfect literary treasure. I could read them once a Relying upon the truth just established, I venture to lay before year with new pleasure.' During that morning he had been the public a history of my troubles from garrulity; premising, reading one of Sir Walter Scout's novels, and delivered, accord that those who find in themselves a refutation of my logie had ing to Medwin, the following criticism : How difficult it is to better follow me no farther ; for they will find this, the dullest say any thing new! Perhaps all nature and art could and most insipid narrative, that ever was committed to paper. not supply a new idea.'” And in the “Conversations of an If Horace has truly depicted his sufferings from the stranger American with Lord Byron,” quoted into the London New who joined him in the Via Sacra, then I have no scruples in say. Monthly Magazine,* it is said, “He allowed frankly that he ing, that I once had an acquaintance who would hare killed him was indebted to the hints of others for some of the most esteem- stone dead, before he reached Vesla's temple. His tormentor ed passages in his poetry. "I never,' said he, 'considered my talked chiefly of bimselfo--so did mine; and here ends the pa. self interdicted from helping myself to another man's stray ideas. rallel. His, was a man of letters--- he was a poet, a dancer, and I have Pope to countenance me in this: Solemque quis dicere falsum audeat!' Pope was a great hunter up of grains of wheat
* The readers of the Messenger, cannot have forgotten the in bushels of chaff; but I have been no more scrupulous than he rich treat we gave them from the first volume of the Georgia in making use of whatever fell in my way. Mankind have been Scenes,” about two years ago. We are rejoiced to perceive that writing books so long, tha an author may be excused for offer the very talented author has determined to come out with a new ing no thoughts absolutely new. We must select, and call that series of them,-the first of which, “ Uncle Ben,” ve transfer invention. A writer at the present day has hardly any other re- to our columns from the" Augusta Mirror," a very neatly priu
ed and well edited periodical, just started in Augusta, Georgis. * See Littell's Museum for December, 1835.
a singer, of note---mine was an obscure farmer, who could hardly, they're somewhere avout here. Ob po they a'n't s'ys I, they al. read and write. His, was a man who knew much of the world; ways lie avout the dairy and loom-house; they're gone off with mine, had hardly ever travelled beyond the visible horizon, the niggers and for my vart I'm glad of it, for it's ding nation that encircled his native domicil. With the first, therefore, self, hot. Fresently I look'd round and I saw nigger Feet (Peter) was a subject of agreable variety--- with the last, self, was a comin' over the draw-vars with a vasket o' corn on his shoulder dead moncony. The one passed rapidly from subject to subject; and he had voch the dogs Jole and Touze; weli s'ys I uncle Ven the other never quit a subject until he carried it through the yander's the dogs now with Feet; I told you they'd gone off with most minute, circumstantial, dry, tantalizing details that ever the niggers. So we call'd the dogs and started off down the afilicted a pacient ear. When Horace once got rid of his man, vranch round the corn.field, and fresently Touze treed. S'ysI he was rid of him forever : but I was constrained to visit mine uncle Ven Touze run that squir'l on the ground 'fore he treed I weekly, and sometimes oftener, for about iwo years. The na know vy his varkin, and you'll find the squir'l high uf, for he's tire Venusian enjoyed the poor privilege of writhing under his had a scare and he'll never stof till he gits to the tif tof. We tortures ; but even this privilege was denied to the native Geor. went to Touze and he'd treed uf one of the whalin’est foflers I gian. I would not be rude to my oppressor, first, from a princi- reckop you ever seed. Go round the tree Ven says uncle Ven, ple of courtesy, and secondly from a principle of personal secu. lo me, and shake a vush and let's see if I can't see him., Well rity; for he was of the best fighting blood in the country. Now s'ys I you need 'n look velow the very tof vunch of vushes on let the reader imagine me thus circumstanced, and listening by the tree for I know he's high. So I went round the tree and the hour to story after story, like those below, and if he can shuk a vush and fetch'd a squall---Stof! stof! says uncle Ven, laugh, or even smile at my cortures, I do not envy him his phi. I see him, and he is high uf sure enough. There s'ys I did n't í lanthropy, fattered as I may be, by his testimony to my ethics. tell you so? Well s'ys I do make a sure shoot, for Iswar I do n's
The name of my thorn was Benjamin Grinnolds ; but he was want to have vuch shakin' and squallin' to do this hot weather. wally called Little Ben, to distinguish bim from an uncle of the Uncle Ven raised us his rifle and cracked away and kill'd the same name; and only for this purpose ; for he was not diminu- squirol, and down he come and sock-he lodged in the fork tive in stature. Little Ben never used his upper lip in talking; of the fofler. There s'ys I now you've done it. Stof s’ys he, he transferred its office to his upper teeth. If he was not driven maybe he'll kick and roll out. Kick the devil s'ys I, he looks to this expedient from necessity, it was certainly a kindness to like kickin' with a rifle vall through him and all his guts hangin' both lips; for his upper teeth protruded so far forward, as to out. Well s'ys he lo me Ven you cant vring down that squir’l. make it a positive labor for his lips to salute each other. Some S'ys I uncle Ven I'll ve dod vlamed if I can't vring down the of bis friends used to say that he could not blow out a candle squir’l. Well s'ys he if you 'l} vring down the squir'l I'll give without dislocating his neck, or burning his chin; but I do not you a trifle. Well s'ys I what 'll you give me ? Oh s’ys he I believe that.
don't know, I'll give you a trifle. Well s'ys I uncle Ven I don't This little deformity had the effect of changing all the b’s and relieve you'll gi' me any thing, vut I'll ve dod vlamed if I cant p's in Ben's narratives to v's and f's: nevertheless Ben delivered vring down the squir'l. So I flung off my hat and shoes and himself with great fluency. His sentences were uniformly short, took a griff ufon the fofler, and I tell you what, I felt like vackin and distinguished only by the semicolon pause, save when he out, for it was a whaler. Vut I thought there was nothing like recounted some wonderful achievement, or astounding witicism trying. So I set in and clum uf avout twenty foot, and got dang of his hero: then indeed he took a semibreve rest; during tired. Vut thinks I it'll never do to turn vack now, or uncle which, he assumed a look of self-complaisance, an arch cut of Ven 'll have the run on me. So I clung on and vlow'd a while, the eye, and a veiled smile that would hardly have been tolera- and fushed on and clum uf avout forty foot uf one of your vigest ted in Buonaparte, after the battle of Lodi. He did not always, sort o' foflers!!!I flung down the squirol and s’ys I to uncle Ven, however, use his favorite stop to divide distinct sentences, but where's that trifle you were going to gi' me? ....... sometimes made it usurp the comma's place; and very often Oh s’ys he I do 'n know, I'll give it to you some o' these days. ran from sentence to sentence without any pause between them. So I waited two weeks, and I meets uncle Ven at the muster, and All other stops were dismissed from his discourses. He almost s'ys I uncle Ven, where's that trifle you were going to gi' me, invariably threw the emphasis on the first word in a sentence, old feller ? On s'ys he I do 'n know Ven, I'll give it to you and upon no other word. His delivery was naturally quick; some o' these days. So I waits about three weeks, and I meets and either from this cause, or from an irrepressible desire to pass uncle Ven at the Court House, and s’ys I to him uncle Ven fron story to story, he dealt largely in the elipsis. The reader where's that trife you were going to gi' me old reller ? Oh has doubtless often listened to drops of rain descending from the s'ys he I don' know I'll give it to you some o' these days, and caves of a house, upon a platform some twelve or fifteen feet ding the trifle have I ever seen to this day-vut I never see unlong, just after a shower. One big drop, and four or five little cle Ven that I don't run him about that trifle, and I reckon he etes, descend in rapid succession--then a momentary pause, hates it the worst o’any thing you ever seed. and six or eight follow in the same order-then a like pause, and fifteen or twenty roll on the ear in like manner. So fell Liule Ben's words and sentences.
STORY THE SECOND. I proceed to lay before the reader one or two of Ben's stories,
Cousin John and I went one day down his mill creek a fishin', which are quite as interesting as any that I ever heard from him and we fished a while, and got no bites, and s’ys cousin John For the sake of perspicuity i frequently use sinps which he dia o me, Ven I'm going bome-well s'ys I cousin John you may go, Dot; but that the reader may catch his prevailing style, I give vut I'll fish a little longer. Oh s’ys he come along and lets the appropriate points for a few sentences.
go home, you'll cetch nothin'. Well s'ys I, I dont 'spect to cetch any thing vut a few horny-heads no how, vut I'll fish on
a while longer. Well s'ys he I'm off, and away he went. I STORY THE FIRST.
walks along of the creek droffin' in here and there, vut I got One day in the fall; t was pow'sul hot too for that time o' nothin' vut a few nivvles, and one little horny-head. Fresently year; uncle Ven come over to our house ; and s’ys he to me Ven I came to a deep hole at the root of a vig veech look'd like let's go kill some squirols ; Oh soys I it's too hot; Oh Boys he there might be cat in it. So I fuls on a fresh long.worm, and you're not taller; No s'ys I nor vutter nuther ; vut hot's hot soused in my hook and fresently, vy dad, somethin' took me ; but and sweaten 's same to me as meltin; Oh s'ys be come long I miss'd him. S'ys I touch me agin mate. So I haul'd the come long its cool in the woods; well s'ys I you'll not kill noch vate.gourd to me and took out another long-worm and fut it on in' no how this time o' day where's Trig?• I don't know s'ys my hook and soused in agin, and vy dad he took me agin, and uncle Ven where he was when I come away. I could'nt find I whopt out a ding great cat avout that long-(measuring him. Then soys I 'Il swar' foin vlank you'll kill nothin'. about seven inches on his arm.) Well s'ys I, 1 v’lieve I'll go Why sys he whare's Jole! and Touze? They're good for home since I've caught a cat.-So I goes up to the house and Dolbin’ s’ys I for squir'ls but Touze trees sometimes and we can meets cousin John, and s’ys he to me, Ven, where did you git try 'em. So I callid the dogs, s’ys 1“here Jole ! here Touze!” that cat? S'ys I cousin John I caught the cat. Ven s'ys he I vat ding the dog could I find. Call 'em again g'ys uncle Ven done volieve you, you vaught the cat. S'ys I cousin John I'll ve *Uncle Ben's squirrel dog Trigger.
dod vlamed if I did'nt cetch the cat; who was I to vuy cats from
in the woods us the creek? Why s'ys he from some o' the mill. + Joreler and Touser, Little Ben's doge.
voys. Why s'ys I, I reckon there was no vetter chance for mill
voys cetching cats than for my cetching 'em-soys Tif you'll go tion of the neighboring one, with their guns in their vack to the creek with me, I'll show you where I caught the cat. hands, and apparently in the greatest terror. Having Well vy George, says he, I will go with you. Well s'ys I come been admitted, they stated, that they had gone out along. So we goes down to the creek and s'ys I to cousin John, cousin John there's where I caught the cat. Well s'ys he Ven, about day.light to hoe their corn and cotton—a small I sh’an’t v’lieve you till you cetch another cat. Why, s'ys I quantity of which latter article was raised to be spun cousin John its ding'd hard if a man must cetch two cats, fore by the women-that they had been at work but a few you'll v’lieve he caught one cat.-- Well s’ys he I sh’ant V'lieve moments before they heard the crack of a rifle. These you any how, till you cetch another. Well s'ys I cousin John, there's nothin' like tryin' any how. So I clafs on another long? men, it appeared, were in that part of the field which worm and soused in my hook, and vy dad, I whops out another was farthest from the station. Between them and their ding great cat about that long. s'ys I cousin John what do you companions more than thirty Indian warriors, emerging think o' that ?............ Well soys he Ven, now I v’lieve you from the neighboring wood, suddenly interposed. The caught the cat, and ever since that I've had the run on cousin other white men, ten or twelve in number, on the first John about that cat. The reader is tired of this nonsense, and so is
alarm, sprung to their arms, and on the first impulse BALDWIN.
made towards the gate, the enemy being close upon their heels. The women seeing their husbands coming and hotly pursued, opened the gate, hoping to admit them, then to close it and exclude the savages. But
the Indians accelerated their speed, and entered as it THE WEST FIFTY YEARS SINCE. were upon the shoulders of the settlers. The seven men
perceiving that all was lost within, had come with all By L. M., of Washington City.
possible haste to Nashville, in order to procure succor. CHAPTER III.
This thrilling detail awakened all Henry's energies
into full action. His dark and cloudy brow, compressThe recent achievement of Henry, excited in the ed lips, and fiery eye, shadowed forth the tempest that bosoms of his companions the highest admiration of was raging within. his personal prowess. They also felt for him that deep The commander proceeded with his accustomed cir. attachment which mutual privations and mutual dan cumspection. Having called his men together, it was gers never fail to inspire. But week after week rolled decided that a small number of them should proceed to away, and yet Col. B. and his family came not, nor the station that had been attacked ; ascertain the extent were there any tidings of them. The time set for their of the mischief that had been done; whether the enemy departure from the landing, was often counted over. had Aed, and which of the great traces leading south, The fears of the people at the station were aroused, and they had taken. Word was sent to the other two staat last it was agreed by all that some fatal disaster tions, of what had happened, with orders that all who must have befallen the travellers. It was evident to could be spared, should be sent fully equipped for an Major G. that his son was disquieted and sad, and that expedition. he had become indifferent to those pursuits which had Those who visited the scene of the late disaster, apexcited him to action on his first arrival.
proached cautiously and silently: not the slightest Henry's fervid imagination sometimes pictured the noise was heard. It was evident that the enemy had object of his adoration dragging out her days in a come in haste, had done their bloody work in baste, hopeless and degrading servitude. Sometimes he be- and were already gone. The tracks of the popies held her swollen, disfigured and unburied corpse, drifted around, proved that they were on horseback, and that up and lying on the beach of the Tennessee. All hope they would retreat as rapidly as possible until they beof ever seeing Emily again was nearly abandoned. lieved that they were beyond the reach of pursuit. These thoughts drove him almost mad. In the bitter- At the entrance of the station there were four Indians ness of his anguish he determined to take triple ven- and nine white men dead. On the countenances of the geance upon the ferocious enemy. All his faculties former the scowl of defiance and revenge still lingered. seemed to be absorbed in a desperate and deadly reso- They were attired in their war dresses; their faces lution to have blood for blood. More than once he pro- painted red and black. One of them was lying with his posed to the commander of the station to raise a volun- gun beside him, not having been discharged. It seem. teer force which should penetrate into the towns of the ed probable that one of the whites, seeing that he must Indians, lay them waste, seize upon their women and die, resolved to sell his life dearly; that he had turned children, coerce them into terms of accommodation, and suddenly upon his pursuer, and shot him through the to a restoration of the captives which they held. But heart. In the hand of another was a long and bloody the cautious veteran checked this youthful impatience knife, which he had used, and which he still held firmly, and impetuosity by alleging that they were as yet too the muscles being yet unrelaxed. At a little distance weak to act on the offensive ; that after a while they from the gate there lay an old man comahawked and might be strengthened by new detachments of emi- scalped—the father of one of those who had fallen. By grants, and that until then they must bear their suffer him sat his faithful dog gently licking his wounds. ings bravely and patiently.
When the visiters approached, he came towards them Whilst Henry awaited in torturing anxiety for some with piteous and imploring looks, then sprung back, as developments that might enable him to ascertain the if to invite them to relieve his master's distress. A probable fate of Emily, an event occurred which had few paces farther on, there was a woman lying on her well nigh broken up the whole settlement.
face. Beside her was her child, who was just able to One morning, about an hour after sun-rise, seven men speak, sobbing, and shaking her mother as if she thought were seen running towards the station, from the direc- I she was asleep. In one of the cabins there were two children about four years old, each with a stick in its | The parting was affecting, because it was very certain hand raking parched corn from the fire, apparently un. that some who were going might never return. But the conscious of what had happened, and absorbed in their emergency was pressing, and each man was anxious to employment. On being questioned, they stated, that meet it. The ever active wife of the commander was hearing a noise they had crawled under the bed. Here at hand. Although her heart was full, her fortitude and there were the remains of several infants, which it never failed her. In a firm voice she said, “John, my was evident had been taken by the heels and their husband, take care of yourself; but be sure that you brains beaten out against the walls of the station, and and the boys do not suffer those murderers to escape : then thrown down. The spinning wheels, chairs and no, not one of them.” stools, were overturned. The carded cotton was flying After the party had fairly cleared the settlements, the in every direction, and that which was spun was scat commander addressed them, and stated that the enemy tered over the floors of the cabins. Some of the quilts had gotten eighteen hours the start of them; that they and blankets seemed to have been dropped as the ma. had probably travelled the whole of the preceding night, rauders were endeavoring to take them away. Every but that they would slacken their pace, as was their thing bore the appearance of confusion and hurry.
custom when they were not soon pursued and overTowards evening all those who were to join in the taken. He believed that they would cross the Tennesproposed expedition, assembled. The party was well see on rafts, on which they would place their plunder. mounted. All night they were busied in the necessary Although the distance was so great, the commander preparations. No one thought of sleep. A small sack thought it most advisable to follow the foe to the river, of corn was fastened behind each saddle, and over each attack them there, and take them by surprise. At our was thrown a long, narrow wallet, with a small quan- first fire we must cut off as many as we can. Raistity of meat in the ends. All wore their summer hunting himself in his stirrups, and throwing his eye fiercely ing shirts. The force of the savages was about sixty ; around, he said then, each man must buckle to his man, that of the whites forty. Ten of them were detailed and not a soul of them will be able to save himself. to act as spies. John Gordon was appointed their cap- Passing on rapidly, the spies being half a mile ahead, tain; a post of great trust and peril. This precaution the party travelled four days. On the morning of the was indispensable, because the enemy had reduced their fifth, Gordon returned back in haste upon the main peculiar mode of making war to perfection. In order body, and reported that they had come to a fire from to decoy their victims into their power, they were ac- which the enemy could not have departed more than customed, when traversing the woods, to whistle like an hour. It was manifest that the Indians had set out partridges, to grunt like bears, to howl like wolves, and early with the view of passing the river by night-fall. to gobble like the wild turkies.
A halt was ordered, and each man directed to pick his The captain of the spies was an original. His height fint, reload, and prime anew. The horses were sewas not more than five feet five inches, but the symme-cured by their halters. The veteran enjoined it upon try of his person was perfect. His bodily activity was all, and particularly upon the young men, to fire delibewonderful. From mere love of romantic adventure he rately and upon good aim. It was of great importance had wandered away from his friends and joined a small to ascertain the exact condition, position and employ. company going to the west. Not one of these friends ment of the enemy, before the fire of the whites was dekoew whither he had gone, or when he would return, livered. The captain of the spies was ordered upon if ever. He was reckless of the world's goods. He this dangerous duty. If a leaf should be disturbed, neither asked nor cared for any thing but enough to eat these watchful sons of the forest might detect with the and to wear, and a faithful horse, dog and rifle. All quickness of lightening the presence of their pursuers. his faculties seemed to be swallowed up in a passion for In an instant they would vanish like shadows, plunge action. Looking always upon the bright side of the into the depths of the woods, and defeat the plan that picture of human life, he never desponded. His play- had been laid for their total destruction. The spy proful fancy was forever on the wing. He filled every one ceeded fearlessly to the discharge of his perilous underabout him with delight, as though he bore the wand of taking. When he came within twenty-five or thirty a charmer. His wit was almost attic. Gordon's gifts yards of the bank of the river, the bluff being not more were indeed so rare, that he was a universal favorite. than twelve or fifteen feet high, he laid down and drew In his intercourse with the gentler sex, he exhibited the himself along by seizing upon the grass with his right greatest delicacy and generosity of sentiment. No man hand, and trailing his gun after him in his left. Have was braver in battle, and yet a more humane spirit never ing reached the brink, he raised his head a few inches, dwelt in human bosom. When he was bent on attain- and peeped over. The Indians were scattered along ing any object that was dear to his heart, he was as the sandy beach. The morning was beautiful ; not a secret and silent as the grave; still those who scanned breath of air disturbed the wide and placid sheet of him slightly, regarded him as a babbler, and supposed water that was slowly moving by. Some of the enemy that if a single thought which he held, was pent up within were picking up pieces of driftwood and carrying them him for a moment, that he must burst. The commander on their shoulders lazily to the spot where others were saw the peculiar qualities of this individual and appre- constructing the rafts. Several had cut grape vines, ciated them correctly.
The new duty assigned him, with which to tie the logs together, and were dragging required the exercise of all his talent, because on his them after them. Five or six were looking idly on, and skill and vigilance the life of each man of the party im- about as many were stretched out asleep. There were minently depended.
five young and handsome squaws with the party. All were ready at the first dawn of the morning. The These were standing in a group, each dressed in a frock women and children gathered around to bid farewell. I and bonnet, that had been taken off at the time of the
massacre. They were in a joyous humor, and were
ICELAND. laughing immoderately at each other. First one and
We have heretofore reviewed an epic poem from Swethen another would walk off with an air and strut, and den, with copious extracts. Perhaps to most readers the rest would pursue her with loud peals of merriment. the following paragraph, giving some hints of the Gordon returned and gave all the necessary details. literary state of Iceland, as long ago as 1819, nay be Henry then offered a suggestion which was unani: even more interesting. It is extracted from Blackmously adopted ; that only twenty of their men should wood's Magazine, for April, 1819. fire from the top of the bank; that the other twenty should leap down the bluff and make at the Indians,
ICELANDIC LITERATURE. whilst those who had discharged their guns should reJoad on the instant, and come to the assistance of those modern literature of Iceland, we learn, that a
From some interesting accounts respecting the who would be in advance and actually engaged. All moved with the silence of death, and each took delibe translation has been made of Milton's Paradise rate sight. When the whites delivered their fire, there Lost, and of the first fourteen books of Klopstock's arose a long and loud shriek. Those whose rifles were Messiah, into the language of that country, by still loaded, fairly threw themselves down the precipice, John Thorlakson, a native. This poet is a minisrose to their feet, and pushed on rapidly. The enemy ter at Baegisa, and lives in a little hut, situated seized upon their arms; the women flew along the shore
. between three high mountains, and in the neighThe warriors were so completely surprised that they borhood of torrents and foaming cataracts. The could not run without being overtaken. They resolved room in which he studies and sleeps, is scarcely as it were instinctively to make battle and die despe- large enough to contain a bed, a table, and a chair, rately. Turning upon the whites, they dispersed to and the entrance is not four feet in height. His some extent, and each naturally selected an opponent whole income does not exceed six guineas a year, Henry G. preserved his self-possession, but his spirit although he serres two parishes. So little is was on fire. His attention was arrested by the saucy required to support life in Iceland, that, formerly, and defying look of a warrior, about his own age, remarkable for the elegance and admirable symmetry of the ministers had not more than thirty shillings his
person, his great elasticity of limbs, and his free and for their annual stipend. unconstrained movements. He fled, and Henry pur
Netherlands. sued him; but after he had run about fifty yards he
An Almanack of the Muses in Dutch for 1820, halted suddenly, turned, and raised his rifle, so did to include the productions of the most celebrated Henry, and both, in their anxiety and hurry, missed. living poets, is announced. On the advance of his antagonist, the young warrior
Russia. again retreated, turning occasionally and watching for In the Russian language, a geographical manual his foe. At last he stopped, wheeled, and in an instant of the Russian Empire, in two volumes by C. M. threw his tomahawk with all his might, which struck de Broemsen, who, during twenty-five years Henry between his left nipple and the joint of the left active peregrination of this vast country, has shoulder. The wound was deep, and the blood stream- been enabled to risit the greater part of it. The ed down, but he was now excited almost to madness. Grasping and raising his tomahawk, he aimed to strike
work includes particular observations on the soil; the head of his enemy, but it glanced and took off the and on the industry, commerce, manners, and thumb and fore-finger of the left hand. Each of the par
customs of its inhabitants. ties then had his butcher's knife left, and both were
Spain. wounded. Both drew in a twinkling and rushed at The Lancasterian System of Education is about each other; but Henry dodged the blow of the Indian to be published in Spanish, and dedicated, by perwho raised to strike, threw himself under him, as it mission, to king Ferdinand. were, clasped him round, and attemped to throw him.
Sweden. At last they fell side by side, and now it seemed that The literature of Iceland has lately become an the final result of the combat must depend on which object of research in Sweden and Norway; and should be able to turn the other. The hand of the In- the royal library at Stockholm possessing a great dian was disabled, and Henry was already exhausted number of Iceland MSS. the Professor Lilliegren by the loss of blood from his breast. Seeing that all is now occupied in translating and preparing them hope of preserving his life would soon be ended, each struggled to the uttermost. Fortunately the loss of
for publication. The first volume has appeared, part of the hand of the young warrior, gave his antago
and a second is in great forwardness. nist a decided advantage, and at length Henry turned him and got upon top. Gathering up his knees, he placed them upon the arms of the Indian, drew his resting bibliographical notices until our next number; in the
We are reluctantly compelled to postpone several inte large knife across his throat, with the utmost violence, meantime we renew the invitation to publishers and authors to and cut it from ear to ear. The brave fellow uttered a forward their works without delay. deep groan, his muscles relaxed, and he quickly expired. Henry rolled over by his side, and wholly overcome by the desperate effort in which he had been Mercer, published in the April number of the Messenger, an
FERRATA. In the biographical sketch of General Hugh engaged, he soon became senseless. In this condition error occurred in the last paragraph, page 218, fifteenth line the two were found after the battle was over.
from the top. Instead of “ Dolley," it should have been printed “Dolby," the venerable sexton's name.