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manuscripts of a family named Littlepage; |ing reality. They are not mere transcripts and in the preface to the first of these, en- of nature, though as such they would postitled "Satanstoe, a Tale of the Colony," sess extraordinary merit, but actual creapublished in 1845, announces his intention of treating it with the utmost freedom, and declares his opinion, that the existence of true liberty in the United States, the perpetuity of its institutions, and the safety of public morals, are "all dependent on putting down wholly, absolutely, and unqualifiedly, the false and dishonest theories and statements that have been advanced in connexion with this subject."

tions, embodying the very spirit of intelligent and genial experience and observation. His Indians, notwithstanding all that has been written to the contrary, are no more inferior in fidelity, than they are in poetical interest, to those of his most successful imitators or rivals. His hunters and trappers have the same vividness and freshness; and in the whole realm of fiction there is nothing more actual, harmonious, and sus"Satanstoe" presents a vivid picture of tained; they evince not only the first order the early condition of colonial New York. of inventive power, but a profoundly philoThe time is from 1737 to the close of the sophical study of the influences of situation memorable campaign in which the British upon human character. He treads the deck were defeated at Ticonderoga. "Chain-with the conscious pride of home and dobearer," the second of the series, tracing minion, the aspects of the sea and sky, the the family history through the revolution, also appeared in 1845; and the last, Ravensnest," or, "The Red Skins," a story of the present day, in 1846.

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terrors of the tornado, the excitement of the chase, the tumult of battle, fire, and wreck, are presented by him with a freedom and breadth of outline, a glow and strength These books, in which the most impor- of coloring and contrast, and a distinctness tant practical truths are stated, illustrated, and truth of general and particular conand enforced, in a manner equally familiar ception, that place him far in advance and powerful, were received by the educat- of all the other artists who have ated and right-minded in the United States tempted, with pen or pencil, to paint with a degree of favor that showed the the ocean. The same vigorous originality soundness of the common mind beyond the is stamped upon his nautical characters. crime-infected districts, and their influence Long Tom Coffin, Tom Tiller, Trysail, Bob will add to the evidences of the value of Yarn, the boisterous Nightingale, the muthe novel as a means of upholding princi-tinous Nighthead, the fierce but honest ples in art, literature, morals, and politics. The publication of the last new work of Mr. - Cooper, "Captain Spike; or, The Islets of the Gulf," is now in course of publication in this Miscellany.


Boltrope, and others who crowd upon our memories, as familiar as if we had ourselves been afloat with them, attest the triumph of this self-reliance; and when, as if to rebuke the charge of envy, that he owed his At nearly sixty years of age he writes successes to the novelty of his scenes and with all the freshness of feeling, spirit, and persons, he entered upon fields which for dramatic and descriptive power, that lent centuries had been illustrated by the first such a charm to the earliest works with geniuses of Europe, his abounding power which he delighted and instructed the world. and inspiration were vindicated by that person and in mind he seems to be in the series of novels ending with "The Bravo," vigor of middle life, and with his ardent which have the same supremacy in their temperament, keen interest in all that class that is held by "The Pilot" and marks the age, and a certain combative" The Red Rover" among stories of the spirit, which will not permit him passively sea. It has been urged that his leading to see errors and abuses, it is nearly im- characters are essentially alike, having no possible that he shall cease to write for yet difference but that which results from situmany years. He has been the chosen com-ation. But this opinion will not bear inpanion of the prince and the peasant on the vestigation. It evidently arose from the borders of the Volga, the Danube, and the habit of clothing his heroes alike with an Guadalquivir, by the Indus and the Ganges, intense individuality, which under all cirthe Paraguay and the Amazon; where the cumstances sustains the sympathy they at name even of Washington was never spoken, first awaken, without the aid of those acand the United States is known only as the cessories to which artists of less power are home of Cooper. Mr. Cooper has the fa- compelled to resort. Very few authors culty of giving to his pictures an astonish-have added more than one original and

striking character to the world of imagina- | upon a Robinson Crusoe story, but with tion, none have added more than Cooper; features entirely original, which he entitles and his are all as distinct and actual as the" Mark's Reef; or, the Crater, a tale of personages that stalk before us on the stage the Pacific Ocean." This work will be of history. Mr. Cooper is now engaged published by Mr. Bentley next month.

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From Chambers's Journal.



Ir was a happy group. The honest pair,
Followed by many a blessing and kind wish,
Trod lightly down the elm-embowered walk
Towards the ivied porch. The conscious nurse,
Big with the deep importance of her charge,
Folded with careful arms the tender babe,
Round whom so many budding hopes did cling.
Oh what a heaven was in that smiling face,
As, throwing out its dimpled hands, it peeped
From out its flannel nest! What deep pure joy
Seemed swelling that young heart, as, yet unstained
With passion or with care, it gazed abroad
With its blue eyes upon the arching trees,
The sky, and the green earth!

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It was a mournful group. The sun shone out,
Lusty and young as sixty years before,
But he who then had twinkled his young eyes
In its bright beams, was now all sadly borne
To the cold grave. There was a motley crowd,
More curious than loving, and a train

Of dry-eyed mourners, full of bursting thoughts
Of wills, and title-deeds, and legacies,

Of heirs and next of kin. One, one there was, Whose heart wept o'er him, though she was not there,

Whose bosom throed with one big thought-her


And no one mourned beside, but hurried on, With decent coldness and grave unconcern, And laid him down by his unconscious sires In the dark dustful earth.



WELL, my daughter is married, the popular prints Are full of her blushes, her blonde, and her beauty,

And my intimate friends drop me delicate hints,
That my poor timid girl is a victim to duty:
They talk about interest, mammon, and pride,
And the evils attending a worldly connexion;
How little they know the warm heart of the bride!
She always was bent on a match of affection!

Dear girl, when implored her fond lover to hear, At the mention of settlements how was she troubled!

Sir Nicholas offered two thousand a year,

But she would not say yes, till the income was


Still she clung to her home, still her eyelids were wet,

But the sight of the diamonds removed her dejection;

They were brilliant in lustre, and stylishly set,
And she sighed her consent to a match of af-

I really want language the goods to set forth,
That my love-stricken Emma has gained by her.
A mansion in London, a seat in the north,

A service of plate, and a separate carriage.
On her visiting list countless fashionists stand;
Her wardrobe may challenge Parisian inspection;
A box at the opera waits her command-

What comforts abound in a match of affection!

Some thought Captain Courtly had won her young


He certainly haunted our parties last season: Encouragement, also, she seemed to impart,

But sober and quiet esteem was the reason. When wooed to become a rich baronet's wife, The captain received a decided rejection, 'She should hope as a friend to retain him through life,

But she just had agreed to a match of affection.'

Some say that Sir Nicholas owns to threescore,

That he only exists amidst quarrels and clamor; That he lets his five sisters live friendless and poor, That he never hears reason, and never speaks grammar;

But wild are the freaks of the little blind god,

His arrows oft fly in a slanting direction; And dear Emma, though many her taste may deem odd,

Would have died had we thwarted her match of affection.

From Howitt's Journal.


(Translated by Mary Howitt.)

To the sound of the muffled drum they throng.
The place is still far off! The way is long!
Oh! would he were dead and all was past!
-I think it will break my heart at last!

-No other friend in the world had I-
None other but him who is doomed to die.
-We were all called forth to see the show,
And even I was obliged to go.

-For the last time now he lifts his sight
To the joyful beams of the noonday light!
-Now they bind his eyes-no man he sees!-
May God unto thee give eternal peace!

-The nine have taken aim with care,
Eight useless bullets cut through the air;
They trembled all, their aim was untrue;
-But I-I struck his kind heart through!


From the London Times.


Maurice took leave of Mr. Harrington, with the view of proceeding to one of the Roman Catholic seminaries on the Continent. Their first destination was Louvain, but immediately on their reachMR. O'CONNELL expired on Saturday, the 15th ing that place, it was found that Daniel had passed June, at Genoa. He yielded up his latest breath at the admissible age; he, however, attended the the distance of many hundred miles from the re- classes as a volunteer till fresh instructions could mains of the humble dwelling which became re-arrive from Kerry. At the end of six weeks the markable as his birth-place. In a remote part of the county of Kerry is a village called Cahirciveen, and within one mile of that obscure locality, may be found a place bearing the name of Carben. The latter was for many years the residence of Morgan O'Connell, father of the extraordinary man to an account of whose life and character these columns are assigned. In that most desolate region was Daniel O'Connell born, on the 6th of August, 1775 -a date which he was accustomed to notice with no small complacency, for he took much pleasure in reminding the world that he was born in the year during which our American colonies began to assert their independence, and he sometimes succeeded in persuading his admirers that that incident, taken in connexion with others, shadowed forth his destiny as a champion of freedom. Antecedently to his thirteenth year he received little instruction beyond what pedagogues of the humblest order are capable of imparting; but that class in Kerry are considerably superior to their brethren in other parts of Ireland, and upon the whole it could not be said that even his early education was by any means neglected. About this time his father's pecuniary circumstances began evidently to improve; his uncle, the owner of Derrynane, though long married, had no issue; he declared Daniel O'Connell to be his favorite nephew, and, therefore, the friends of "the fortunate youth" thought that no expense should be spared upon the intellectual culture of one whose acknowledged talents and brightening prospects rendered him what is called "the hope of the family." In those days the Irish members of the Church of Rome were just beginning to exercise a few of the privileges which they now most amply enjoy; and at a place called Redington, in Long Island, one of their priests, a Mr. Harrington, had opened a school. Thither young Daniel O'Connell was sent in the year 1788, and there he remained for about twelve months, when he and his brother

O'Connells proceeded from Louvain to St. Omer,
and finally to the English College at Douay, where
the subject of this memoir pursued his studies with
much distinction. Before he quitted St. Omer, the
President of the College, in a letter still preserved,
ventured to foretell that his pupil was "destined to
make a remarkable figure in society.' On the 21st
of December, 1793, Mr. O'Connell, being then in
the 18th year of his age, quitted Douay, and reached
England, without encountering any adventures,
save those which sprang from the insults that the
revolutionary party were accustomed to inflict upon
every one whom they supposed to be an English-
man, or an ecclesiastic, or even a student of divi-
nity. The scenes which he witnessed in France
caused Mr. O'Connell frequently to declare that in
those days he was almost a Tory. He certainly
was not then a revolutionist, for the moment he
reached the English packet-boat he and his brother
tore the tricolor cockades from their hats, and
trampled them on the deck. Those sentiments,
however, he did not long continue to cherish, for a
year had not quite passed away when he exchanged
them for doctrines which strongly savored of Libe-
ralism. It is understood that at a very early age he
was intended for the priesthood. Those Irish Ro-
man Catholics who evinced any aptitude for a
learned profession found none other
open to them
in the days of O'Connell's boyhood. But it is diffi-
cult to imagine any one more incapable than he
was of maintaining even those outward signs of
holiness which are generally observed by the eccle-
siastics of his persuasion. An overflow of animal
spirits rendered him, not merely a gay, but an ob-
streperous member of society, and his riotous jocu-
larity acknowledged no limits. All idea, therefore,
of his becoming a priest, if ever seriously enter-
tained, must have been abandoned before he reached
the age of nineteen, for he was then devoted to any-
thing rather than the service of the altar. Hare

hunting and fishing were amongst his darling pas- for a moment the current of his biography, in order times; and these means of relaxation continued to to advert briefly to his family and connexions. Nofill his leisure hours, even when his years had thing is more frequent in society than a demand for approximated to three score and ten. From seven- "the real history of these O'Connells." teen to seventy the energy of his intellect and the This family originally established itself in Limeardor of his passions seemed to suffer no abatement. [rick; about the beginning of the seventeenth cenA large and well-used law library, a pack of beagles,tury they transferred their residence to the barony and a good collection of fishing tackle, attested the of Iveragh, in the western extremity of Kerry; but variety of his tastes and the vigor of his constitution. being deeply implicated in the rebellion of 1641, Before he had completed his 20th year he became a they found it convenient to seek shelter in Clare, student of Lincoln's-inn, into which society he was To this migration, Daniel O'Connell, of Aghgore, received on the 30th of January, 1794. Previous formed an exception, and he contrived to keep his to the year 1793 Roman Catholics were not admitted little modicum of land by not yielding to that appeto the bar, and Mr. O'Connell was amongst the tite for insurrection, through the indulgence of earliest members of that Church who became candi- which, some of his relatives have rendered themdates for legal advancement. His entrance upon selves rather remarkable. His son, John O'Connell, the profession of the law, as a barrister, took place Aghgore and Derrynane, took the field in 1689, at on the 9th of May, 1798, and it must be acknow- the head of a company of Foot, which he raised for ledged that he spared no pains to qualify himself the service of James II., and having served at the for that arduous pursuit. Though of a joyous tem- siege of Derry, as well as at the battle of the Boyne perament, he was not indisposed to hard labor, so and Aughrim, was included in the capitulation of that he became almost learned in the law before he Limerick. His eldest son died without issue, but ever held a brief. Conformably with the custom of his second son, Daniel, having married a Miss the Irish bar, Mr. O'Connell prepared himself for Donoghue, became the father of twenty-two chilany sort of business that might come within his dren. The second of this gentleman's sons was reach, whether civil or criminal-whether at com- Morgan, who married Catherine, the daughter of mon law or in equity. There are men in the Mr. John O'Mullane, of Whitechurch, in the county Temple who would laugh to scorn the best speci- of Cork; and the eldest son of this Morgan was the mens of his special pleading; and conveyancers in extraordinary individual whose death we have now Lincoln's-inn who hold very cheap his skill in their to record. Several of his relatives and connexions branch of the profession; but in 1798 there was no were respectable, and some of the number have man of the same standing on the Munster circuit, served with distinction in the French and Austrian or at the Irish bar, who knew more of his profession armies. His father held a good farm, and kept a than young Mr. O'Connell; and in a short time he sort of miscellaneous store, which ministered to the became a very efficient lawyer of all work. The limited wants of Cahirciveen and its rude neighsanguinary rebellion of that period was then at its borhood. He lived to see his son a prosperous barheight, and he probably cherished in his heart as rister, and the acknowledged heir to Maurice of much of the Jacobinical principle as was consistent Derrynane; old Morgan, therefore, left at his death, with the character of a thorough Roman Catholic. which took place in 1809, a very considerable porBut he was a lawyer, and being also a shrewd tion, if not the greater part, of all that he possessed, politician, he foresaw that of those united Irishmen to his second son, Mr. John O'Connell, of Grena. who escaped from the field many would be likely to In the year 1802, Mr. O'Connell found himself perish on the scaffold; with great prudence, there- under the displeasure of his relatives, and obliged fore, and most loyal valor, he joined the yeomanry to contend with the difficulties which are inseparaand supported the goverment. Again, when it be-ble from a growing family and a narrow income. came necessary to recognise a yeomanry force in The Legislative union had then been only just con1803, he once more took his place in "the Lawyers' Corps." Many anecdotes have been at various times retailed, showing the pains which he took to mitigate the atrocities of that period; and he manifested throughout his life a strong aversion to deeds of blood.

summated; his first popular harangue, however, was delivered at a meeting of the citizens of Dublin, assembled on the 13th of January, 1800, to petition against the proposed incorporation of the Irish with the British Parliament. The public have long been familiar with the grounds upon which Mr. O'ConMr. O'Connell had been four years at the bar,nell was accustomed to urge the claims of his native and had entered upon the 28th year of his age, be-country to the possession of an independent Legisfore he contracted matrimony. His father and his lature. It is believed that he never urged those uncle pointed out more than one young lady of good claims with more effect than in his earlier speeches, fortune whose alliance with him in marriage they the very first of which has been extolled as a model earnestly desired; but he felt bound in honor not to of eloquerce. It is a generally received opinion violate the vows which he had interchanged with that, from the very starting point of his career, he his cousin, Mary, the daughter of Dr. O'Connell, of displayed every quality, good and evil, of a perfect Tralee. Her father was esteemed in his profession, demagogue; and, those pernicious accomplishments but her marriage portion was next to nothing; and being once known to the public of Ireland, his sucgreat, therefore, was the displeasure which this cess at the bar ceased to be problematical. The union occasioned. It took place privately on the great body of the Roman Catholics were only too 23d of June, 1802, at the lodgings of Mr. James happy to patronize an aspiring barrister of their Conner, the brother-in-law of the bride, in Dame-own persuasion; the attorneys on the Munster cirstreet, Dublin. This occurrence for some months cuit found that his pleadings were much more remained a secret, but eventually all parties became worthy of being relied on than those of almost any reconciled. Mrs. O'Connell was deservedly es-other junior member of the bar; and soon this deteemed by her family and friends, while she enjoyed a large share of her husband's affection.

Having now reached that period when Mr. O'Connell embarked in a profession and assumed the responsibilities of domestic life, we may arrest

scription of business poured into his hands so abundantly, that he employed first one, and then a second amanuensis. At nisi prius his manner alone was enough to persuade an Irish jury that his client must be right. His anticipations of victory

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