The company generally felt it, and used to call me little gentleman Jack. The girl felt it too; and in spite of her predilection for my powerful rival, she liked to flirt with me. This only aggravated my troubles, by increasing my passion, and awakening the jealousy of her particoloured lover. Alas! think what I suffered, at being obliged to keep up an ineffectual chase after my Columbine through whole pantomimes; to see her carried off in the vigorous arms of the happy Harlequin; and to be obliged, instead of snatching her from him, to tumble sprawling with Pantaloon and the clown; and bear the infernal and degrading thwacks of my rival's weapon of lath; which, may heaven confound him! (excuse my passion) the villain laid on with a malicious good will; nay, I could absolutely hear him chuckle and laugh beneath his accursed mask.--I beg pardon for growing a little warm in my narration. I wish to be cool, but these recollections will sometimes agitate me. I have heard and read of many desperate and deplorable situations of lovers; but none I think in which true love was ever exposed to sa severe and peculiar a trial. This could not last long. Flesh and blood, at least such flesh and blood as mine, could not bear it. I had repeated heart-burnings and quarrels with my rival, in which he treated me with the mortifying forbearance of a man towards a child. Had he quarrelled outright with me, I could have stomached it; at least I should have known what part to take; but to be humoured and treated as a child in the presence of my mistress, when I felt all the bantam spirit of a little man swelling within me-gods, it was insufferable! At length we were exhibiting one day at West End fair, which was at that time a very fashionable resort, and often beleaguered by gay equipages from town. Among the spectators that filled the front row of our little canvas theatre one afternoon, when I had to figure in a pantomime, was a party of young ladies from a boarding-school, with their governess. Guess my confusion, when, in the midst of my antics, I beheld among the number my quondam flame; her whom I had berhymed at school; her for whose charms I had smarted so severely; the cruel Sacharissa! What was worse, I fancied she recollected me; and was repeating the story of my humiliating flagellation, for I saw her whispering her companions and her governess. I lost all consciousness of the part I was acting, and of the place where I was. I felt shrunk to nothing, and could have crept into a rat-hole-unluckily, none was open to receive me. Before I could recover from my confusion, I was tumbled over by Pantaloon and the clown; and I felt the sword of Harlequin making vigorous assaults, in a manner most degrading to my dignity. Heaven and earth! was I again to suffer martyrdom in this ignominious manner, in the knowledge, and even before the very eyes of this most beautiful, but most disdainful of fair ones? All my long-smothered wrath broke out at once; the dormant feelings of the gentleman arose within me; stung to the quick by intolerable mortification. sprang on my feet in an instant; leaped upon Harlequin like a young tiger; tore off his mask; buffetted him in the face, and soon shed more blood on the stage than had been spilt upon it during a whole tragic campaign of battles and murders. queens, gods, and goddesses, all joined pell-mell in the fray. Never, since the conflict under the walls of Troy, had there been such a chance medley warfare of combatants, human and divine. The audience applauded, the ladies shrieked, and fled from the theatre, and a scene of discord ensued that baffles all description. Nothing but the interference of the peace officers restored some degree of order. The havoc, however, that had been made among dresses and decorations put an end to all farther acting for that day. The battle over, the next thing was to inquire why it was begun; a common question among politicians, after a bloody and unprofitable war; and one not always easy to be answered. It was soon traced to me, and my unaccountable transport of passion, which they could only attribute to my having run a muck. The manager was judge and jury, and plaintiff into the bargain, and in such cases justice is always speedily administered. He came out of the fight as sublime a wreck as the Santissima Trinidada. His gallant plumes, which once towered aloft, were drooping about his ears. His robe of state hung in ribbands from his back, and but ill concealed the ravages he had suffered in the rear. He had received kicks and cuffs from all sides, during the tumult; for every one took the opportunity of slyly gratifying some lurking grudge on his fat carcass. He was a discreet man, and did not choose to declare war with all his company; so he swore all those kicks and cuffs had been given by me, and I let him enjoy the opinion. Some wounds he bore, however, which were the incontestible traces of a woman's warfare. His sleek rosy cheek was scored by trickling furrows, which were ascribed to the nails of my intrepid and devoted Columbine. The ire of the monarch was not to be appeased. He had suffered in his person, and he had suffered in his purse; his dignity too had been insulted, and that went for something; for dignity is always more irascible the more petty the potentate. He wreaked his wrath upon the beginners of the affray, and Columbine and myself were discharged, at once, from the company. Figure me, then, to yourself, a stripling of little more than sixteen; a gentleman by birth; a vagabond by trade; turned adrift upon the world; making the best of my way through the crowd of West End fair; my mountebank dress fluttering in rags about me; the weeping Columbine hanging upon my arm, in splendid, but tattered finery; the tears coursing one by one down her face; carrying off the red paint in torrents, and literally "preying upon her damask cheek." The Blank Book of a Small Colleger. New York, 1824. 18mo. pp. 138. Ir we mistake not, this amusing little work was published a year or two since; we think we recollect seeing extracts from it, in English papers, about that time. It is, however, but just now republished in this country, and, therefore, has all the charms, and all the claims of novelty, so far as our reading public are concerned. It purports to come from a Sexagenarian, who, in his that this anonymous writer is not an old man, reviving recollections of far-away days, but a frolicksome youth, anticipating the winter evenings, when, in the winter of life, he shall be telling pleasant tales to his grand-children. As it There are fifteen stories, or sketches, or essays; for it is a little difficult to class some of them aright. They are all written in a lively and striking style, and display various and considerable talent. Some little affectation, and a few errors in point of taste must be pardoned; but we hardly know a work of this size, which, upon the whole, affords more entertainment. is said to be by a colleger, or collegianone would expect most of the incidents to be located at one of the Universities, and connected, in some way or other, with its colleges. This is true of only four or five of them; these are among the best things in the volume; but we think we can find other passages to extract which will be more generally amusing to our readers. THE ART OF SPELLING. I have been from my youth that melancholy thing to other people-a professed joker. From the period that, as a boy, I hid the Bible belonging to a Baptist Meeting, which stood in our playground,-to the inexpressible consternation of the congregation and the no small confusion of the preacher,-up to my last freak which I am now going to relate, I have literally treated "life as a jest."-I was on a visit to a friend in the country, a Major Holdsworth, when, to amuse me—I'm an elderly gentleman and have an utter abomination to cards--a whist party was made up, to which were asked the Miss Pennicks;-a trio of the most intolerant, immaculate, vinegar-faced virgins, whom I have ever encountered in my earthly pilgrimage. It was on my return from coursing, while this treat was in agitation, that I spied an odd-looking, threecornered note lying unsealed on a work table. With unaccountable curiosity I opened it. It ran thus. "THE MISS PENNICKS FEEL EXTREAMLY SORRY THEY CANNOT HAVE THE PLEASURE OF WAITTING ON MRS HOLDSWORTH AS THEY ARE VERRY INDIFFERENT." In a close imitation of their own hand, I added the word "SPELLERS"-refolded the note, and replaced it on the table. Well, this is the most singular thing that ever happened to me,' said the Major as I entered the dining room. Read this incomprehensible note. The Miss Pennicks can't drink tea with my wife because, "they are very indifferent Spellers" ! And a very sufficient reason,' said I, for not entering into society.' Well,' cried Mrs Holdsworth, I always thought there was something odd about those Miss Pennicks. I've expected someworth was one of those long-headed, highly gifted thing strange would happen to them.' Mrs Holdswomen who foresee events long before they occur, and pride themselves on being surprised at nothing. Her reputation for foresight was so thoroughlooked up to her as an oracle. When Napoleon that would be the end of it;' and the Princess Elizabeth's marriage she had foreseen for years.' As soon as Harlequin recovered from his sur-old age, loves to dwell upon the recollec-ly established, that her less fortunate neighbours prise he returned my assault with interest. I was nothing in his hands. I was game to be sure, for I tions of earlier days; and he tells his stories went to St Helena, SHE had always suspected was a gentleman; but he had the clownish advantages of bone and muscle. I felt as if I could have fought even unto the death; and I was likely to do so; for he was, according to the vulgar phrase, putting my head into Chancery," when the gentle Columbine flew to my assistance. God bless the women; they are always on the side of the weak and the oppressed. The battle now became general; the dramatis personæ ranged on either side. The manager interfered in vain. In vain were his spangled black bonnet and towering white feathers seen whisking about, and nodding, and bobbing, in the thickest of the fight. Warriors, ladies, priests, satyrs, kings, so pleasantly, we cannot but hope he will tell more. The author may call himself sixty or a hundred years old; but we doubt whether the snows of many years have whitened his locks; there is much more relish for fun, for mere boyish fun,-than an elderly gentleman would be likely to feel; the sense of the ridiculous is too keen, too true, too joyous, to belong to that age when the eccentricity or affectation of others is more apt to bring weariness than enjoyment. We venture, therefore, to guess By three o'clock, in the following afternoon, there were few houses in Hoddesdon, in which the indefatigable Mrs Holdsworth had not mentioned— as a profound secret-that the Major' had receivSUCH A NOTE from the Miss Pennicks! What was it?' cried half a dozen gossips with the most infecting earnestness. You must really excuse my giving the contents. I never expose my sex. You know I'm not squeamish: but I really cannot detail what that note contained. 'How very dreadful!" was repeated in various tones round the room.-Horrid!' resumed Mrs Holdsworth, with life of men, than of women; and this may a most diplomatic expression of countenance-Not skill and effort, more frequently, and more | weeks after this event, she played off a prank, world. Poor things!-Ah, poor things!' was reand the Marrs. She was walking in Kensington that I would injure the Miss Pennicks for the naturally, belong to the business, the daily which was attended with all but fatal consequences. It was the period of the murder of the Williamsons echoed around. Who would have suspected it?" Oh-cried Mrs Holdsworth, briskly, for she felt Gardens, and, having taken shelter from a shower, this was an inroad on her reputation-'I'm not the in a shed, she amused herself, by inscribing, in least surprised! I've long foreseen it! Miss Abilarge letters, on the wall, I'm the unfortunate man gail's misfortune has been known to me for months! who murdered Mr Marr's family' The horror this Not that I would injure her-poor thing!--Nor 1, sentence excited, in several parties which succespoor thing! Nor I!' cried each member of this the richest treat in nature. But, unfortunately, precious coterie, as she separated to disseminate sively came to the shed, Miss Ruth declared to be this scandalous morceau, in her own peculiar beat, among them, came a lady and gentleman, the forwith all her energies. mer of whom, from her situation, was ill qualified to contend with fright. She read the scrawl, and fainted. Her husband's fondest hopes were blighted; and she herself nearly lost her life. Well--the story did not lose in the telling. People drew their own conclusions-not, of course, the most favourable to the Miss Pennicks-and the consequence was, that these maiden ladies, who had lived all their days in the most unspotted innocence, found themselves, on a sudden, avoided, pointed at, and rejected by society. Their neighbours drew up when they passed-their former gossips, who would once chat with them by the hour, contented themselves with a Good Morning! Fine Day! and, as Miss Charity Pennick observed, the days of Sodom and Gomorrah were come again. MRS REUBEN POTTLE. word it as he pleases-to make the acquaintance, It was my good or ill fortune-the reader may while in Hampshire, of Mrs Reuben Pottle. She was a singular lady. I fear I shall hardly do her justice; but I will attempt her portrait notwithstanding. A little, thin, diminutive woman with axen hair, dressed à la Corinne--blue eyes, that never rested an instant on the same object--a small round straw hat, in imitation of Rubens wife, and a broad, red morocco girdle, contining a yellow silk gown :---such was Mrs Pottle, both in appearance and dress, on the morning of our introduction. Her mind was as eccentric as her person. Always en magnifique-calling England the Island, and her husband an Emmet. She was the terror of the men and the Vampire of the women. Having an utter abomination of learned ladies, more particularly of one who was forever talking about Athens and Sparta, the Capitol and the Parthenon, the reader may imagine my indescribable horror, on finding myself in for a tête-à-tête with this formidable woman. My sense of my situation deprived me, for some moments, of utterance, till, recollecting that the silence must be broken, After the hysterics produced by this unexpected looked at me in silence. began--What a lovely morning!'-Mrs Reuben communication had subsided, the three injured Not a word. Her little restless blue eyes twinkThe first day of Spring.' spinsters had immediate recourse to their profes- led on as before. This is really April weather.'sional adviser. They resolved, with his concur- Mute as death.-Out of patience with her continurence, instantly to prosecute Mrs Holdsworth for ing to play the dumb belle, I bowed and took my defamation of character. When the dread note leave. I was afterwards told, that on that subject, of preparation" sounded, and Mrs Holdsworth was Things grew worse and worse. Fine Day!' and 'Good Morning gave place to a bow or smile, en passant-their tea-parties were declined their visits unreturned--and Patience Pennick declared herself weary of life,'-when Abigail, the eldest sister, goaded to desperation by a fresh slight, conjured a quondam crony to explain the mystery. She was then given to understand, with much circumlocution, that She, and her sisters, were suspected of courting an improper intimacy with Major Holdsworth!' On whose authority?' screamed Charity. On that of his own wife,' was the reply. have done very well, had she not, unfortunately, I be ben was approaching At each of the morning But every thing in life, like a quadrille, has its finale; and that of my acquaintance with Mrs Reugaged on an Italian author; and, invariably, at a calls I had unwillingly made her, I found her enpage plentifully besprinkled with pencilled notes in the margin. My curiosity was piqned, and I informed, that her appearance in open court would I might have soliloquized forever; for Mrs Reuben, inquired "the name of the favourite?' Ariosto.' by no chance, ever noticed the weather. Foul or be requisite, she expressed her amazement at the Our next extract may have pleased us a little more than it othewise would, because it has sometimes been our melancholy lot to be pestered with the folly which it satirizes. The minds of the fairer part of creation should be well taught, should receive the highest possible degree of culture, not that they may, but that they may not become those hideous things commonly known by the name of "blue stock ings." Literary attainments are often the tools of a man's trade, and may generally help him to use his tools-whatever they are-to more advantage; and intellectual And the numerous pencil marks are proofs of your diligence?'-Oh dear, no! those are the imbefore I began.'--I laughed immoderately, and she proper passages. I had them all marked out for me --never spoke to me again. View of the Hebrews; exhibiting the De- 12mo. Her husband, Reuben Pottle-or, as he was named, from the peculiar cast of his visage, Rue Pottle, was a slight, tall, conscious-looking man, who appeared completely cowed-a dog, to whom any urchin might say, Where's your tail?' Twice, and twice only, did I ever hear his voice in his own house. The first time that I was amazed by its sound, was at one of Mrs Reuben's musical parties. My love, Sir Thomas Pickering has arrived at his seat; and I request,' said she, in the tone of ing may be to call on him. My love, you take a seraph, that the first thing you do in the mornvery good care,' sighed Reuben, that the first thing I do in the morning is to go to bed.' And as the poor hen-pecked creature finished the sentence, he THE first chapter of this book, extending seemed amazed at his own temerity, and hastily to the 45th page, is an account of the descudded across the room. The other instance oc- struction of Jerusalem. It is introduced curred with the gentlemen after dinner; when, on here to show that the prophecies which a furious ultra liberal declaiming against the doc- foretold this event, the dispersion of the trine of passive obedience, Reuben whimpered, in the tone of a school-boy behind the back of his Jews, and many other judgments which master, Ah! that's just the way with my little that nation was to suffer, were literally fool!' a Of her hostility to the doctrine of non-resist a toast went round. Miss Ruth was called on for hers. ing a bumper, she gave, with the voice of a sten- fulfilled. This fact is afterwards made the basis of an important argument. The second chapter commences with a concise account of the expulsion of the ten tribes of Israel from the promised land; and proceeds to prove that the Jews, and also these ten tribes, will be restored to their inheritance. The arguments for their restoraployed on this subject, that it cannot be tion vary so little from those commonly emnecessary to state them at length. Mr Smith talks in a confident manner, as though he was fairly stating the whole that the Scriptures contain in relation to his subject,-found it all in exact agreement with his opinion, and knew of no plausible arguments in opposition. He, however, deserves the credit of stating his testimonies clearly, and managing them with considerable skill. We can give but a few specimens of his mode of reasoning; and we shall select those arguments which he, in common with others, regards as most important. The principal of these is derived from the fact, that the prophecies relating to the dispersion of the Jews were literally fulfilled. The inference is, that those prophecies which foretell their restoration, will also be literally fulfilled. This is very plausible reasoning, but not quite so conclusive as it at first appears. The prophecies relating to the advent of the Lord were totally misunderstood by the Jewish Church which received them, and which came to its end at the time of his advent. They were understood to speak of the restoration of Israel; but the dispersion of the two remaining tribes followed. The existing Christian Church believes that when the millennium arrives,-the second advent of the Lord,-the children of Israel will be restored to their promised land. We may hence, in the same way, infer that the present Church is also mistaken; and that probably at this period, that people will suffer some additional judgment, and, perhaps, cease to retain their distinct national character. We do not state this as good and convincing logic; but as an argument somewhat after Mr Smith's style, and quite as conclusive as that above quoted. it has ceased to be Israel in the prophetic | are a part of a covenant, or compact, be- This is a mere outline of an objection, which we think deserved Mr Smith's attention. That the true mode of interpreting the prophecies is certainly little under stood at the present day, this gentleman will hardly deny; he tried his hand at it some years ago; and his system received a quietus in the death of Buonaparte, which might have taught him to moderate the intensity of his confidence in such opinions. But he still maintains boldly, that these prophecies respecting the restoration of the Jews, aud the millennium, must be fulfilled about this time. We must be permitted to say, that to our ears the trumpet gives an uncertain sound; and before we make any preparation for battle, we must see a more competent chief to lead us on. No one needs to be informed that the terms Judah, Israel, Ephraim, Canaan, Jerusalem, and others used in the prophecies which relate to this subject, are nearly synonymous with the Church. They are used in both Testaments, as well when the prophecies relate to the Christian Church as when they relate to the seed of Abraham. In describing those qualities which constitute the Church with man, or, in other words, which constitute men members of the Church, sometimes one of the above terms is used, and sometimes another, the different names probably referring to qualities somewhat different. Agreeably to this figurative language employed in describing the Church, and used, indeed, by Christians of every persuasion at this day, every real Christian is said to be of the seed of Abraham. Those prophecies which We have devoted more attention to this had a primary reference to the consumma- argument than we intended, and shall have tion and devastation of the Jewish dispen- room to notice but one more. It is derivsation existing at the time they were re-ed from the fact, that the Hebrews have vealed, were necessarily fulfilled in relation never really possessed the whole of the to those who were literally denominated Israel and Judah; but those which, speaking of Israel and Judah, relate, in fact, to the establishment, the condition, and progress of another Church, cannot be expected to have their fulfilment with any peculiar reference to that nation, because promised land. Solomon acquired a sort of Having proved that the ten tribes of Israel, who were carried away captive by the kings of Assyria about two thousand five hundred and fifty years ago, are to return to Palestine, Mr Smith proceeds in his third chapter to inquire where, and who these ten tribes are. The result is, that they are the American Indians. Many of our readers will recollect that this opinion was advanced by Mr Adair, an English trader among the North American Indians, about fifty years ago. It was defended by him, and afterwards by Dr Boudinot, with considerable ingenuity. There are so many remarkble coincidences between the religious and civil institutions and languages of the Indians and those of the Hebrews, as to form a very interesting subject of inquiry. We must notice a few of these, and advise those of our readers who happen to have a taste for such things, to examine the whole. It is, however, first to be remarked, that after the ten tribes were captured, they were settled by Salmanezer in Media; and that in 2 Esdras, xiii. chapter, there is an account of their leaving Media and journey. ing for a year and a half, until they came to a country where never man dwelt. This account is supposed to imply that they directed their course northeasterly, towards Bhering's Strait. Some of the Indians, also, have a tradition that their forefathers came from a far country-performing a long journey, and crossing a great river towards the north-west of America. They say also, that God once chose their nation to be a peculiar people; that he gave them a book; that some of their forefathers could foretell future events. They count time like the Hebrews; keep a variety of similar feasts, in one of which a bone of an animal must not be broken; and they never eat the hollow of the thigh of any animal. In their temples,-such as they are,-is their holy of holies, into which it is death for a common person to enter. They have an imitation of the ark of the covenant, where are deposited their most sacred things; and common people may not look into it. Their males must all appear at the temple at three noted feasts in a year. They give a pretty correct account of the flood, and of the confusion of languages; and say with regard to the longevity of the ancients, that " they lived till their feet were worn out with walking, and their throats with eating." They have places answering to the cities of refuge in Israel, in which no blood is ever shed by an avenger. Various degrees of credit are due to the authorities on which Mr S. relies to support these assertions; but perhaps some sort of authority may be found for all of them. But these are not half the traditions and customs which Mr Smith adduces in support of his opinion, and many of the others are almost equally remarkable. Another important argument is the supposed similarity of their language to the Hebrew. In the names appropriated to the Deity there is a very striking resemblance; and also in a great number of other words and phrases. In several examples the agreement is exact; and some gentlemen of considerable learning, have expressed an opinion that the radicals of all the Indian languages were Hebrew. We can state no more of the interesting facts contained in this chapter, but must suggest a few objections to the opinion that the Indians are descendants from the ten tribes of Israel. The two tribes who are denominated Jews, have not intermarried with other nations, and hence have retained their original characteristics to the present day. Their complexion and features are so similar in all countries, that travellers readily distinguish them wherever they are found. Their moral and intellectual peculiarities are not less striking, and no one needs to be informed what a "Jewish disposition" is. These mental characteristics agree most perfectly with those of the Hebrew nation, from the earliest periods of its history. We can hardly avoid the inference, that the Jews are now quite similar to what the Hebrew nation was generally, in characteristics both of mind and body. The American Indians, having had no intercourse with other nations, have had every advantage for retaining the characteristics of their ancestors. We find among them a remarkable similarity of features, of complexion, and of general disposition. Climate and local circumstances produce slight varieties; but whoever has seen one American Indian, will distinguish every one that he afterwards sees. Even their languages are said to have a great affinity; as great, perhaps, as there is between the Saxon and the English. Now, the features of Jews and Indians have almost nothing in common; their complexions are widely different, and their leading mental characteristics have as little agreement. These facts appear to us to furnish a stronger argument against their belonging to the Hebrew nation, than any we have seen in favour of it. Now it is far easier to account for the Indians having many things in common with the Hebrews, without supposing them to be of the same nation, than it is to explain how such differences as we have mentioned, exist between two branches of the same family, neither of which has intermarried with other nations. We should infer from all the facts that are stated, that the Indians were of Asiatic origin, and most probably they were from the western part of Asia. We have no evidence that the customs and institutions of the Hebrews, which were sanctioned by divine authority, were all peculiar to that people, nor that they originated with them. Other nations probably had many that were similar, as, perhaps, every nation has regarded with reverence moral rules and principles similar to those given on Mount Sinai. Neither does it appear that the Jewish Scriptures were the first that God gave to men; on the contrary, there is strong proof that parts of the first books were compiled from earlier Scriptures; and the ancestors of the Indians might have had a "Book," without being Hebrews.* lects and the Hebrew have a still greater agreement than has been shown; but we may still inqure, whether they were not all derived from some other language. The fourth chapter of Mr Smith's book contains an exposition of the eighteenth chapter of Isaiah. He formerly supposed that the people here addressed was the British nation; but thinking, perhaps from national pride, that so important a part of the world as the United States have be come, must surely have been noticed by the It is very important to remark, that the seers into futurity, he has become satistraditions, customs, and similarities in lan-fied that we are verily the people referred guage, which have been mentioned, do not to by the prophet, who have so much to do all belong to any one tribe of Indians, but by way of assisting the Israelites, that is, they are selected from the great variety of the Indians,-to return to Palestine. We tribes of North and South America. Per- have not much respect for this fourth chaphaps every tribe has some custom, or insti- ter; others may read it, and judge of it tution, or expression, in common with the differently. Hebrews; and some of the tribes have several. This is not so remarkable as it at first appears. Compare the Indians with the Malays, or any other nation on the earth, and you will find many, perhaps as many, points of agreement. The argument derived from the similarity between the languages, does not seem to us of greater weight. Many of the languages of the East were, in many expressions, similar to the Hebrew. It does not appear that the Hebrew names for the Deity were peculiar to that language, or that they primarily belonged to it. We have not had evidence yet, to satisfy us, that more of the radicals of the Indian languages than of the English, are Hebrew; and we see no reason why there may not be as many. Besides, one of our best authorities, Molina, says, "As far as we have been able to discover, the radical Chilian words have no analogy with those of any other known idiom.' The Chilian, or Araucanian, is, doubtless, by far the most perfect Indian language. In a few respects it agrees with the Hebrew, and also in some respects with several other languages. There are many words in the vocabularies of that language, which were made before they could have derived the words from the Spaniards, which agree exactly with the Greek, and also many agreeing with the Latin. See History of Chili, Vol. 2, p. 287. On the whole, we do not find evidence that any one of the Indian languages affords more examples of coincidence with the Hebrew, than the Chilian-the principal language of South America-affords of coincidence with the Greek or Latin. We will not assert that no such evidence exists, for we have not thought it necessary to examine all the works which might have thrown some light upon this subject. We shail not be surprised, if it be proved that the Indian dia * We suppose it to be conceded by all Biblical critics, as an ascertained fact, that Eichhorn has adduced the most satisfactory proof in support of his hypothesis respecting the origin of the Hebrew Scriptures; viz. that Moses copied, or compiled, or borrowed, the earlier chapters of Genesis, from previous Scriptures, written or traditional. division between these extracts with great dismany of our readers must be aware, he marks the tinctness. As The Appendix contains the testimonies of many travellers respecting the character and customs of various Indian tribes. It adds little to the value, and but fourteen pages to the length of the book. The Inheritance. By the author of Marriage. In two volumes. 12mo. Philadelphia, 1824. THIS book shows that good may sometimes be done by flattery. In the conclusion to "The Tales of my Landlord,” “ Marriage" and its author are spoken of in much higher terms than we (and we have read “Marriage" twice over), think any of its readers would echo. But the author, it seems, incited by such praise, has written "The Inheritance," which is not only very well worth reading from the amusement which it will afford, but must, we think, prove instructive to all who are capable of understanding the lessons which it powerfully inculcates. This work does not, like Discipline," purport to be decidedly a religious tale; nor does it, like that admirable production, bear its moral impressed on every page; it takes a wider view of life and manners, and the author sketches many scenes, some humourous, and some grave, from which may be learned lessons like those which Miss Edgeworth aims to teach,-lessons of manners and morals, and of plain, practical common sense, in the conduct of our own affairs, and in our intercourse with mankind. Through all these descriptions a strong under-current of religious feeling is perceptible, and the impression which is produced even by the liveliest of them, is, that though good sense may teach us to avoid, in society, the errors and follies which are satirized, yet it is only by the influence of religion on the life, that a character can be formed to render a man habitually at ease with himself, and useful and agreeable to all around him. The story of this novel is a very simple and trite one. Mr St Clair, of a noble Scottish family, a younger son of the Earl of Rossville, married a woman of a somewife, obliged to live in France on a small what lower rank in life, and was, with his pension allowed him from his family. He had no child for many years, and, in the meantime, all his brothers died without issue, save the eldest, who was also childless. Just as he is making preparations to return to Scotland, his wife presents him with a daughter, and his own ill health compels him still to remain in France. At length, after languishing many years he dies, and his widow and daughter, accepting an invitation from the Earl, arrive at his castle in Scotland. In the course of the year the Earl also dies suddenly, and Miss St Clair succeeds to the title and estates. After living awhile the reputed Countess of Rossville, a relative of her nurse, who by treachery is possessed of the secret, acquaints her that she is not the daughter of Mr St Clair, but a supposititious child; the reputed Countess immediately proclaims the discovery, and renounces her title and the estates. Luckily, however, a rich old uncle receives her into his protection, and the novel closes, as all novels should do, happily. This is, indeed, a very brief abstract of the story, for we have omitted to state that the heroine-as all heroines must-falls in love; but unlike most other heroines, is deserted by her lover, when he discovers his mistake as to her quality; and the discovery of his meanness, coupled with the loss of her supposed rank and property, subdue her mind, and finally dispose her to love the man whom in the days of her prosperity she had slighted. She marries, and her first lover having fallen in a duel, her husband succeeds as the next heir of the house of Rossville;-thus, she is again a Countess, but thoroughly reformed by her trials. There are many subordinate characters, and all of them well sustained. There is the Earl himself, self-conceited, tyrannical, pompous, and dull; his nephew Mr Delmour, whom, by the way, he intends for the husband of his heiress-the very counter number, a little ;-and, though last, not family is exquisite satire, and we shall ex- The story is well told, so well indeed, We have seen many attempts to ridicule the fashion of giving high sounding names to children; but we recollect no one better than the following. But the outraged mother turned towards Mr Ramsay.-'I am come, uncle, to make a request in the name of my little Miss, who we must really think of having christened some of these days. As have it done according to that service; and we the Major is an Episcopalian, we will, of course, hope you will kindly officiate as god-father upon the occasion.' At this proposal uncle Adam looked "black as night, fierce as ten furies;" and he seemed on the point of uttering some awful anathema, when, suddenly checking himself, he said, in one of his alarmingly mild tones, 'I've nae great objections provided I'm to ha'e the bairn called after me.' Mrs Waddell was confounded. On the one hand, that was all but declaring the child his heir; on appellation for a young lady. But then a moveathe other, Adam Waddell was rather an uncouth ble tail might be tacked to Adam;-she might be Adam to him, and Adamine, or Adamella, or Adamintha, to the rest of the world; and Mrs Major inwardly chuckled at the proposal, though she resolved at the same time, to enhance the value of the concession. She therefore said- a part of the Earl. There is Col. Delmour, to scream. I'm not going away, Charlotte, love-don't be frightened,' said the fond mother, with a look of ineffable pleasure. You no get up-you shan't get up,' screamed Charlotte, seizing her mother's gown fiercely to de tain her. "My darling, you'll surely let me go to speak to uncle-good uncle, who brings you pretty things you know ;-but, during this colloquy, uncle and mother, and the bustle of a meeting and introducthe ladies had made their way to the enthralled tion was got over. Chairs were obtained by the to the mistress of the house as possible, aware, that footman with some difficulty, and placed as close otherwise, it would not be easy to carry on even question and answer amid the tumult that reign 'You find us rather noisy, I am afraid,' said Mrs Fairbairn with a smile, and in a manner which evidently meant the reverse; but this is Saturday, and the children are all in such spirits, and they crack your whip quite so loud-there's a good boy won't stay away from me-Henry, my dear, don't that's a new whip his papa brought him from London; and he's so proud of it!-William, my darling, don't you think your drum must be tired now?--If I were you I would give it a rest.—Alexander, your trumpet makes rather too much noise--one of these ladies has got a headache--wait till you go out-there's my good boy, and then you'll blow it at the cows and the sheep, you know, and frighten them--Oh! how you'll frighten them with it! 'No, I'll not blow it at the cows ;-I'll blow it at the horses, because then they'll think it's the mailcoach!--And he was running off, when Henry jumped down from the coach-box. 'Good gracious, uncle! such a way of pronouncing Andromache! However, I shall give up all No, but you shan't frighten them with your thoughts of that, since you are so anxious to have trumpet, for I shall frighten them with my whip. our missy named after you Weel,' said uncle Adam, with a savage smile Mamma, aren't horses best frightened with a whip?" that's a' settled, for you'll no object to a bit tri--and a struggle ensued. fling addition to the name, for it's rather short and 'Well, don't fight, my dears, and you shall both pook it--isna't?' frighten them,' cried their mamma. Why, to tell the truth, I think it is, and an addition would certainly be an improvement--Adam intha, for instance.' I like a name that has some meaning in't, and the name that ye're to ca' your bairn after me maun The account of Mrs Fairbairn and her I shall do it,' cried both together, as they rushed out No, I'm determined he shan't frighten them; of the room, and the drummer was preparing to follow. William, my darling, don't you go after these to you. You know they wouldn't let you into their naughty boys; you know they're always very bad coach with your drum. --Here William began ta cry. Well, never mind, you shall have a coach of your own-a much finer coach than theirs, I |