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A Meteorological Journal, an Agricultural Report, and Notices of Marriages and Deaths, under the heads of Nuptial and Obituary, will be attended to.
To fill this comprehensive outline, many pencils are requisite, and we have engaged the artists. Their subjects are numerous and their colours are brilliant. Genius, like that of Sir Joshua Reynolds, is not a stranger to our Literary Circle. If to that commanding Power, indefatigable Industry be associated, the liberal Public will sufficiently appreciate the labour. We appeal to America.
For Thee remains to prove what radiant fires
From all the impulses of Gratitude, as well as all the principles of Admiration, the Editor has insisted, with emphasis, on the talents and liberality of his associates in this enterprise. As it has been nobly expressed, on another occasion, Generosity al. ways receives part of its value from the manner in which it is bestowed. The kindness of the Editor's friends has included every circumstance that can gratify Delicacy, or enforce Obligation. They voluntarily conferred favours on a man, who has neither alliance, nor interest, who has not merited them by services, nor courted them by officiousness: they have spared him the shame of solicitation, and the anxiety of suspense.
On the stage of critical scrutiny, this is not the Editor's first appearance. On this occasion, though he is not oppressed by morbid terror, he feels all the emotions of an adventurer's solicitude. By the benignity of the Public, he has often been received with a degree of favour, equal to his hopes, and more than his merits. To that Public, in the last resort, must the apostrophe of an author be addressed. In the shape of a fawring publican, or a sobbing mendicant, he does not approach bis Judges, but he comes forwarı, with a firm step, in the guise of a Cavalier, and a man of letters, anxious to pleasc the Polite and the Learned, the Witty and the Fair.
And confident of praise, IF PRAISE BE DUE,
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IN perusing the very entertaining narrative of a philosophical traveller, to whose elegant and instructive letters we have always given a cheerful wel. come, we should be unjust to Merit, if we did not explicitly declare that, in our unbiassed opinion, they are superior to a majority of similar compositions, which appear from the presses of Europe. In the Monthly Magazine, a work of established reputation, and in the Athenæum, adorned by the distinguished name of Dr. AIKIn, the copious narratives of indefatigable tourists are constantly occurring. Rambles through France or Spain; excursions to Switzerland and the Alps; descriptions of the olive groves of Pisa; the vales of Arno; the myrtles of Tuscany, and the shores of the Mediterranean crowd the ephe. meral page. Moreover we are treated with Tours to the Lakes, Tours to Wales, and Tours to Scotland, Sir John Carr visits Ireland for our edification and his own, returns to make a book of his adventures, George Keate trips to Margate, and Mr. Moonshine visits Brighton,
“ And wind the lengthened tale through many a page." The remotest sections of Great Britain are explored by curious visitants, who, on their return to the capital, generously impart to some Maecenas Ma. gaziner* all the gleanings and gatherings of a summer's ramble. The hills of Yorkshire are strode over by many a sturdy pedestrian for no other purpo se, as it might seem, than to tell wondering mortals that he saw the outside of Lord Revel's house, or made a very comfortable breakfast at the Sign of the Harrow.
• On the authority of GOLDSMITH, the purest writer in the English language, the Editor employs this very happy and humorous word to designate thatluck. less wight, the conductor of a Literary Journal.
In addition to all this sort of lore, for which both writers and readers appear to have a mutual passion, we find the Public Journals overflowing with Tours to Bath, or Trips to Scarborough, and, to add to our astonishment, even the woods and the red men of our western wilderness, have their historian, and Mr. Thomas Ashe or Mr. R. Dinsmore perfectly amaze us with prodigious and most marvellous accounts of the dry bones of the Mammoth, or the Salt Licks of Kentucky. As we are much addicted to the reading of Magazines and other fugitive pamphlets of a similar complexion, scarcely any of these narratives have escaped our attention. Notwithstanding that many of them flow from the pens of scholars, and men of Genius and Observation, still we are often dis. gusted with idle trash and trivial details. To the honour of the American Gentleman, the author of the Letters before us, we find nothing in his agreeable story but what challenges our approbation. We are much more than amused by his Letters, we are instructed too. On the important topics of the French and Swiss Revolutions we have derived much valuable information. We have a perfect reliance upon his fidelity as a narrator, and he appears to us to be remarkably studious of philosophical precision. The style of these Letters is appropriate and happy, and may securely invite a liberal comparison with any European compositions by fashionable Tourists.
This opinion, however frank, it is highly probable may not be much valued by our Traveller, because it is the opinion of one, who, cloistered from the world, and conversant chiefly with books, sees men only at a distance, and “ migrates only from the blue bed to the brown.” But if the Editor's judgment be wholly contemned, our friend Mr. K- , may be gratified by the assurance, that the general suffrage is greatly in his favour, that the Editor, hearkening at the avenue of public opinion, listens to no murmurs but those which should be sweet to the ears of our Tourist; and, above all, that many enlightened foreigners speak with high respect of his work, and quote him as valid authority.
LETTERS FROM GENEVA AND FRANCE. Written during a residence of between two and three years in different parts of those
countries, and addressed to a lady in Virginia.
All that appears externally of the Temple, are three or four gloomy towers, which have succeededio the Bastile of former times; and it is in these, and in the subterraneous vaults below, if we are to believe the reports of Paris, that scenes take place, whose lightest word " would harrow up the soul ;" it was here the gallant Pichegru died, and it was here that captain Wright breathed his last. What,cyer may have been the fate of the first, I cannot believe that the Jaiter suffered from the hand of violence ; for I cannot perceive any advantage that could possibly result from it to the person, who alone