away by the six Indians of the Prophet, she goes to | to the Springs are marked in colored lines. The vomuch trouble in making little dirt babies as a means of lume has already been so freely quoted by all parties, informing Rolfe and Oloompa, when they shall arrive, that we can do no more than just copy a few words in of the disaster which has befallen her. The six Indians, relation to the Red Sulphur Springs of our old and it is possible, would have taken notice of the dirt babies highly esteemed friend, Mr. Burke, and to the Grey and destroyed them before their departure-for we are Sulphur of Mr. Legare. told they were set upon a shelf in the wigwam. At all events, the young princess should have had a less opinion of her own ingenuity, and have requested Miss Foreman to write a bonâ fide epistle to her lover. In this manner she would have saved herself no little dabbling in the

mud.

The distance to the Red Sulphur (from the Salt Sulphur) is eighteen miles over a mountainous and woody region, which grows wilder and more romantic as you proceed. You pass two or three little valleys, into which trunks of the gigantic trees, which have been robbed of the sun's rays penetrate between the branches and their leafy honors by the process of girdling: the ground In his dialogues, our author will observe that he makes below being occupied by Indian corn. After ascending a far too frequent use of the names of the speakers. several successive elevations, the road reaches the top Earthquake, for example, cannot say a word to Rolfe, of a narrow mountain ridge, along which it runs for without calling him Rolfe, to commence with-and Rolfe several miles, and affords a prospect into the deep and does nothing but Earth Mr. Earthquake to the end of this ridge the road follows for several miles the bank of precipitous valley on either side. After descending from the chapter. This has the most ludicrous effect imagi- a beautiful creek, and brings you to the Red Sulphur nable. The colloquy might as well proceed, too, with- Spring. This is one of the most beautiful and interout so excessive an use of the word "said." The "said esting objects in the Virginia Mountains. It flows from Earths" and "said Rolfes" have put us in a positive slabs of white marble, the lower edges of which rest on the rock into a quadrangular reservoir, composed of four fever. The general style of Mr. French is intrinsically the rock from which the water gushes. The reservoir good-but has a certain air of rawness which only time is about six feet long, five wide, and four and a half and self-discipline will enable him to mellow down. In deep; and a beautiful red and mysterious substance depicting character, the novelist is unequal. Earth is covers the bottom, which extending some distance up natural, and although drawn with force, still free from the sides, sheds through the transparency of the water its own lovely hue. The water is clear and cool, (its the usual exaggerations. We have already spoken of temperature being fifty-four of Fahrenheit,) is very Elkswatawa and Tecumseh. Oloompa is a bold and strongly charged with sulphurietted hydrogen gas, and chivalrous Indian, with a fine ideal elevation of manner. contains portions of several neutral salts. It possesses Miss Foreman we dislike, because we cannot compre-exalted pulse, and is generally diuretic and aperient. in a high degree the valuable property of lowering an hend her. In vain we endeavor to form of her, from To a Philadelphian palate its coolness is very gratify. the portrait before us, any definite image. She is a ing. The spring is situated near one side of a little young lady—and we are told a very pretty one-but triangular plain, almost buried in mountains, and thereMr. F. must pardon us for saying that she has-no fore cut short of its fair proportion of sunshine. The character whatsoever. buildings, consisting of two large and commodious hotels, and three rows of cabins, are conveniently ar ranged upon the plain. The best row of cabins is called Philadelphia row, and is built of brick, each cabin containing two good rooms, in one of which is a fire-place, The table and other accommodations are very good, and Mr. Burke, the proprietor, is making every effort by all."forts of his future guests. new and expensive improvements to increase the com

Upon the whole we think highly of "Elkswatawa," as evincing a capacity for better things. But if the question were demanded-What has Mr. French here done for his reputation?-we would reply possibly, upon the spur of the moment—“ -"very little." Upon second thoughts we should say "just nothing at

THE VIRGINIA SPRINGS. Letters Descriptive of the Virginia Springs-the Roads leading thereto and the Doings thereat. Collected, Corrected, Annotated and Edited by Peregrine Prolix. With a Map of Virginia. Philadelphia: Published by H. S.

Tanner.

In our late notice of a Pleasant Peregrination through the Prettiest Parts of Pennsylvania, we had occasion to mention in high terms of commendation these Letters Descriptive of the Virginia Springs. Seeing them now advertised (very opportunely) as for sale in the city of Richmond, we take the liberty of calling attention more particularly to their merits. Every person about to pay a visit to our Springs, should read the book of course-and every person not about to pay them a visit, should most especially read it that he may have the pleasure of changing his mind. The volume is a very small one-a duodecimo of about 100 pages-but is replete with information of the most useful and the most enticing nature to the tourist. It is moreover, as the title implies, increased in value by the addition of a Tanner's Map of Virginia, in which the usual routes

We have only to add, that Mr. B. has since been successful in making the Red Sulphur every thing which the tourist or the valetudinarian could desire.

At 10 A. M. on the 10th September, [says Mr. Prolix] we left the Red Sulphur Spring in a private carriage, to pay a visit to the Gray Sulphur, situated at the distance of nine miles in a south-west direction, just within the border of Giles county.

This is a new establishment, grown up by magic since the first of June last. It belongs to John D. Legare, Esq. of South Carolina, a gentleman of established literary talent, who by his great enterprise and good taste, has made this lovely wilderness blossom like the rose, and bring forth the fruits of civilization and comfort. There is a comfortable new brick house standing near the middle of a gently sloping plain of about twenty acres, nearly cleared of trees, and entirely surrounded by forest-covered mountains, between whose base and the house are several beautiful conical hills, rendering the view from the portico exceedingly pleasing. Every thing here is conducted after the polished and agreeable manner of South Carolina. All is redolent of the Palmetto, and a little pleasant circle from that state, may generally be found here.

There are two springs under the same cover, within ten feet of each other; one containing, inter alia, bicarbonate of soda, which is an excellent anti-dyspeptic,

and is well taken an hour after dinner, which is always so good here that every body eats too much. The other contains some sulphuretted hydrogen and several neuThe adventurous portion of the book is all to which tral salts, rendering it aperient and diuretic. It should be taken an hour before breakfast. The breakfasts we have attended, and so far we have found much fine and suppers are capital, furnished forth with various humor, good advice, and useful information in all matcakes, in form and color new to the northern eye, of ters touching the nature, the management, and especirice, of corn and wheat; and in discussing these inter-ally the purchase of a horse. We would advise all esting subjects, a quiet deliberation reigns, affording amateurs to look well, and look quickly into the pages the epicure the double opportunity of curing hunger of Caveat Emptor. and gratifying taste. The wine is so good, that he who drinks it, falsifies the old adage, that omnes errorem bibunt, there is no mistake about it.

and red-letter binding, as our friend in the green habit shall take his station by their side upon the book shelf!

pardon for himself and associates as the reward of his information, and the price of his adherence to the States. After some trouble he succeeds in his application. He is present, and fights valiantly, at the battle of New Or leans. In the heat of the contest he is attacked pointedly and with vehemence by an individual in the uniform of a British naval officer-is wounded, and carried to the hospital. Here he discovers, as a nun, his

wealthy Mexican exile, Velasquez. He has a daughter, | before the Governor of Louisiana, demanding a free Constanza, very beautiful, and a nephew, very much of a rascal. The nephew is in league with the robbers, and admits them to the house for the sake of sharing the booty. The adventure ends in the death of the traitor by a pistol-shot from the hands of Velasquez-the death of the old man himself through agitation—and the carrying off of the maiden, and much booty, by Lafitte. The lady however, is treated with great deference by that noble-spirited and fine-looking young man the cut-cousin Gertrude, who after the attack by Achille upon throat, who wears a grey cloak with a velvet collar, Henri, has taken the veil, by way of atonement for her folds his arms, gnashes his teeth, and has, we must admit share in the disaster. Henri, she informs Lafitte, is it, a more handsomely furnished cabin than even the not killed, but gone to France with his father. Our Red Rover himself. We are assured that his only hero now, having recovered of his wound, vows to deobject in carrying the damsel off at all, was to shield | vote to penitence, among the monks of St. Bernard, the his person by means of her own, from the shots of his remainder of his life. His first object, however, pursuers. Accordingly, a merchantman, bound for being to restore, as far as possible, his ill-gotten wealth Kingston, heaving in sight, Constanza is set at liberty to the proper owners, he finds it necessary to purchase and put on board of it, with an old negro wench Juana a vessel with the view of collecting his treasures. He (all lips) and a young pirate boy Theodore, (all senti- does so, and proceeds to accomplish his purpose. ment) to attend upon her orders and convoy her safely into port. We now have a storm (in the usual manner) a wreck, and a capture. The dismasted vessel is taken | by one of the galleys of Lafitte, and the lady again falls into the clutches of the buccaneers, who carry her to one of their rendezvous, a very romantic cavern, at the head of the bay of Gonzares, in the island of St. Domingo.

The naval officer who attacked him so fiercely on the ramparts at Orleans is now discovered to be D'Oyley, although it does seem a little singular that Lafitte, who knew D'Oyley well, should not have discovered this matter before. The Frenchman, it appears, having rescued his mistress from the cavern, as before shown, and having reached his frigate in safety, can think of no more commendable course than that of returning for In the meantime the lover of the fair Constanza, one the purpose of dispersing the pirates, and hanging the Count D'Oyley, commander of the French frigate, Le preserver of his own life, and of the life and honor of Sultan, going to visit his mistress at her paternal resi- his mistress. With this laudable design, he drops dence, is made aware of her disaster, follows immedi- anchor at the mouth of the cavern. In the night time, ately with his frigate's tender in pursuit of Lafitte, and however, the poor tossed-about lady is carried off thro' fails in meeting him, but has the satisfaction of being a port-hole, by Cudjo, an old negro, for some wise purtaken prisoner by one of the freebooter's small vessels, poses of his own. Upon learning this occurrence the and carried to the identical rendezvous in which lies the Count is very angry, and just then perceiving a schooner object of his search. The lovers repose in different making her way out of the harbor, jumps at once to caverns, and are totally unsuspicious of the so near the conclusion that his lady is on board, and that Lafitte presence of each other. But the maiden, of course, sings is the person who put her there. It is really distressa song, made on purpose improviso, and all about love ing to see what a passion the Count is in upon this occaand the moon, and the lover, hearing every word of it, sion. "Lafitte," says he, "thou seared and branded breaks through the wall (also of course) and-clasps outlaw!-cursed of God and loathed of men!—fit her in his arms! But we are growing scurrilous. La-compeer of hell's dark spirits!—blaster of human hapfitte arrives, and promises the two captives their free-piness!-destroyer of innocence! Guilty thyself, thou dom and a passage to Port-au-Prince in the morning. would'st make all like thee! Scorner of purity, thou Count D'Oyley, however, having dreamed in succes- would'st unmake and make it guilt! Like Satan, thou sion four very ugly dreams, thinks it better to put no sowest tares of sorrow among the seeds of peace!—thou faith in the freebooter, and getting up in the middle of seekest good to make it evil! Renegade of mankind!— the night, makes his escape from the rendezvous with thou art a blot among thy race—the living presence of his mistress and Juana. In so doing he has only to that moral pestilence which men and holy writ term dress his mistress as a man, and himself as a woman, sin!" The beauty and vigor of all this are not at all to descend a precipice, to make a sentinel at the mouth diminished by the fact that the "scorner of purity” and of the cave drunk, and so walk over him—make ano-"renegade of mankind” was necessarily deprived of ther drunk in Lafitte's schooner, and so walk over him the pleasure of hearing a word of it, being otherwise -walk over some forty or fifty of the crew on deck-busily engaged in the State of Louisiana. and finally to walk off with the long-boat. These The Count, having overtaken the schooner, and things are trifles with a man of genius-and an author found out his mistake, goes to Barataria, and thence, should never let slip an opportunity of displaying his proceeding to New Orleans, arrives on the day of the invention. D'Oyley's frigate happens just precisely at battle. Lafitte is there discovered upon the ramparts, the right moment to be in the offing, and has no diffi-and the combat ensues as heretofore described. D'Oyley culty whatever in picking up all hands. imagines that Lafitte is mortally wounded. In a few

We are now brought to Baritaria-and some scenesdays, however, the newly-purchased vessel of the cor follow of historical interest. An offer on the part of the British is made to Lafitte. He demands time for reflection, and proceeds to lay the pacquet of proposals

sair, with the corsair on board, is pointed out to him as it is leaving the harbor, and he again starts with his frigate in pursuit. Lafitte meanwhile has proceeded to the

rendezvous at which we left Constanza in the clutches of Cudjo, rescues her, and placing her safely in his vessel, determines to put her forthwith in the hands of her lover. He is met, unfortunately, by the frigate of the enraged D'Oyley. The vessels are thrown together, and the Count springs with his boarders on the deck of the schooner-turning a deaf ear to explanation. The corsair is mortally wounded by the Count. The cap of the latter falling off in the tumult, he is discovered to be Henri-the brother of Achille, or Lafitte. An old man on board, called Lafon, is at the same moment opportunely discovered to be the father. Explanations ensue. Lafitte dies-the lovers are happy-and the story terminates.

we behold at a distance-a stately ship arrayed in the apparel of war, and which "sails with majestic motion into the bay of Gonzales." Of course we are strongly tempted to throw the book, ship and all, out of the window.

The novelist is too minutely, and by far too frequently descriptive. We are surfeited with unnecessary detail. Every little figure in the picture is invested with all the dignities of light and shadow, and chiaro 'scuro. Of mere outlines there are none. Not a dog yelps, unsung. Not a shovel-footed negro waddles across the stage, whether to any ostensible purpose or not, without eliciting from the author a vos plaudite, with an extended explanation of the character of his personal appearance-of his length, depth, and breadth,—and, more particularly, of the length, depth, and breadth of his shirt-collar, shoe-buckles and hat-band.

The English of Professor Ingraham is generally good. It possesses vigor and is very copious. Sometimes, however, we meet with a sentence without end, involving a nominative without a verb. For example,

"As the men plied their oars, and moved swiftly down the bayou, the Indian, who was the last of his name and race, with whom would expire the proud appellation, centuries before recognized among other and courage-THE NATCHEZ!-the injured, persecuttribes, as the synonyme for intelligence, civilization, ed, slaughtered and unavenged Natchez-the Grecians of the aboriginal nations of North America!" See p. 125. Vol. 2.

essay.

Many odd words, too, and expressions, such as revenge you," in place of " avenge you"-" Praxitiles," instead of "Praxiteles"-" assayed" in lieu of “ ed," and "denouément" for "dénouement"-together with such things as "frissieur," "closelier," "selfpowered," "folden," and "rhodomantine" are here to be found, and, perhaps, may as well be placed at once to the account of typographical errors.

It must not be supposed that the absurdities we have here pointed out, are as obtrusive in the novel of Professor Ingraham as they appear in our naked digest. Still they are sufficiently so. "Lafitte," like the "Elkswatawa" of Mr. French, is most successful, we think, in its historical details. Commodore Patterson and General Andrew Jackson are among the personages who form a portion of the story. The portrait of the President seems to us forcibly sketched. But our author is more happy in any respect than in delineations of character. Some descriptive pieces are well-drawn, and admirably colored. We may instance the several haunts of the pirates, the residence of Velasquez, the house of the council at New Orleans, and the private cabin allotted by the corsair to Constanza. The whole book possesses vigor, and a certain species of interest-and there can be little doubt of its attaining popularity. The chronological mannerism noticed in "Elkswatawa" is also observable in "Lafitte." Some other mannerisms referrible to the same sin of imitation are also to be observed. As a general rule it may be safely assumed, that the most simple, is the best, method of narration. Our author cannot be induced to think so, and is at unnecessary pains to bring about artificialities of con- Our principal objection is to the tendency of the tale. struction—not so much in regard to particular sentences, The pirate-captain, from the author's own showing, is as to the introduction of his incidents. To these he a weak, a vaccillating villain, a fratricide, a cowardly always approaches with the gait of a crab. We have, cut-throat, who strikes an unoffending boy under his for example, been keeping company with the bucca- protection, and makes nothing of hurling a man over neers for a few pages-but now they are to make an a precipice for merely falling asleep, or shooting him attack upon some old family mansion. In an instant down without any imaginable reason whatsoever. Yet the buccaneers are dropped for the mansion, and the he is never mentioned but with evident respect, or in definite for the indefinite article. In place of the rob- some such sentence as the following. "I could hardly bers proceeding in the course wherein we have been believe I was looking upon the celebrated Lafitte, when bearing them company, and advancing in proper order I gazed upon his elegant, even noble person and fine to the dwelling, they are suddenly abandoned for a features, in which, in spite of their resolute expression, house. A family mansion is depicted. A man is sitting there is an air of frankness which assures me that he within it. A maiden is sitting by his side, and a quan- would never be guilty of a mean action," &c. &c. &c. In tity of ingots are reposing in the cellar. We are then, this manner, and by these means, the total result of and not till then, informed, that the family mansion, his portraiture as depicted, leaves upon the mind of the the man, the maiden and the ingots, are the identical reader no proper degree of abhorrence. The epithet mansion, man, maiden and ingots, of which we have "impulsive," applied so very frequently to the character already heard the buccaneers planning the attack. of this scoundrel, as to induce a smile at every repetiThus, at the conclusion of book the 4th, Count D'Oyley has rescued his mistress from the cavern, and arrived with her, in safety, upon the deck of his frigate. He has, moreover, decided upon returning with the frigate to the cavern for the laudable purpose, as aforesaid, of hanging his deliverer. We naturally expect still to keep company with the ship in this adventure; and turn over the page with a certainty of finding ourselves upon her decks. But not so. She is now merely a frigate which

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tion of the word, seems to be regarded by the author as an all-sufficient excuse for the unnumbered legion of his iniquities. We object too-decidedly—to such expressions on the lips of a hero, as "If I cannot be the last in Heaven, I will be the first in Hell"-"Now favor me, Hell or Heaven, and I will have my revenge!"—"Back hounds, or, by the holy God, I will send one of you to breakfast in Hell," &c. &c. &c.-expressions with which the volumes before us are too plentifully besprinkled.

Upon the whole, we could wish that men possessing the weight of talents and character belonging to Professor Ingraham, would either think it necessary to bestow a somewhat greater degree of labor and attention upon the composition of their novels, or otherwise, would not think it necessary to compose them at all.

DRAPER'S LECTURE.

water, he has seen through their transparent bodies parts which might rival for complexity the organs of the largest animals. In another branch, FARADAY has explained all the phenomena of voltaic electricity, in a series of experimental researches, unrivalled since the time when Davy demonstrated that the alkalies and earths were metallic oxides. In France, DUTROCHET has built up the doctrine of Endosmose and capillary attraction, which has been extended in this country, and furnished some remarkable results. The newly detected facts of esormorphism and plescomorphism, are Introductory Lecture to a Course of Chemistry and Na-shaking chemistry and mineralogy to their very fountural Philosophy. Delivered in Hampden Sidney College. dation. The discovery of the mode of polarising lightBy John W. Draper, M. D. Richmond: T. W. White. a subject upon which I propose to dwell at some length, Mr. Draper's peculiar reputation is well known-if time permits-has given us, to use the words of an and deservedly acquired. In this Introductory Lecture of touch. We are enabled, with mathematical precieloquent writer, new and infinitely refined perceptions he has given direct evidence of scientific attainment-of sion, and demonstrative certainty, to assign the exact comprehensiveness of mind, and of a thorough acquaint- form of atoms, millions of times beyond microscopic ance with the philosophy of instruction. He has in-power. We tremble upon the brink of discovering the spired us, and we have no doubt that he has succeeded elementary constitution of the material world. We in inspiring all his hearers, with an earnest desire to subtle of all fluids. We can almost perceive their sides can feel as it were the molecules of light itself, that most hear what farther he shall say in the lectures which and their ends, and can actually control, regulate and are to come. We take the liberty of copying a passage arrange the constituent parts of a sunbeam! of unusual interest and beauty from the pages now before us.

A

Knowledge, like wealth hoarded up, has its compound interest, increasing in an almost geometrical ratio. single discovery in one science sheds a light on all kindred knowledge, which is reflected back again. It is thus that modern discovery proceeds with such rapid steps. A first investigator, groping his way in the dark, cannot form a just idea of the nature and position of objects he may encounter, until time and circumstances make them more familiar. Change of opinion is often produced by more extensive information, and the possession of one new fact at variance with received theories, often leads to an entire reformation of scientific faith. But though our theories alter, our facts remain unchanged; and hence we ought not to be discouraged, remembering that theory is only useful so far as it enables us to collate and reason upon fact.

How many are the triumphs which the world of science can boast of, even in our recollection! How much increased is the amount of all knowledge within the present century! We have a new chemistry, a new science of light, that has almost furnished us with one sense more than nature intended we should have. Astronomy has had its Laplace. Mechanics has produced its steam boats and rail roads. Many of the most interesting geographical problems have received their solution-the Niger has been navigated-and the British standard planted on the magnetic pole. The magnet, that riddle of antiquity, has been made to tell its secret in characters of fire. Electricity has furnished its galvanic battery. Physiology has developed more of the nervous structure of man than all the dreams of metaphysicians could have painted. Geology has sprung from the dust and given us animals and plants, the earliest tenants of this earth. New planets have been found, and the periods and orbits of new comets determined. The laws of the elementary constitution of bodies have been fixed, and the relative weight of their ultimate atoms assigned. Botany, mineralogy, and indeed every science, has advanced with rapid steps, and the last half century has added more to human acquirements than the preceding thousand

years.

LIEBER'S MEMORIAL.

Memorial of Francis Lieber, Professor of History and Political Economy in the South Carolina College, relative to Proposals for a Work on the Statistics of the United

States.

This is a Congressional Document of about seventeen pages, and should be read by all who feel an interest in the welfare of America. Professor Lieber has herein laid before the Federal Legislature, with remarkable clearness of thought, and force of lucid arrangement, the plan of a proposed work on the Statistics of the Union-the word Statistics to be understood in its truest and most expanded acceptation, as a view of the actual state of the country. In the pages before us, a most comprehensive exhibition is afforded of all the points of interest to the student of political philosophy. Should Congress do nothing in the matter, the author of the Memorial (of which twice the usual number of copies have been printed,) will still have rendered bis adopted country a service of no common value, in diffusing among our citizens, by means of the document itself, a vast amount of needful and accurate knowledge on a subject of pre-eminent interest. Should, however, the proposals so ably presented for consideration, be finally adopted, a consummation to be expected as well as desired, America will have the honor of taking the most important step ever yet taken in aid of the most important of sciences. There can be no doubt of this, we think, in the mind of any person at all conversant with the subject, who will examine the well-arranged and extensive plan of the work in contemplation.

Professor Lieber is well known as a writer of untiring industry, great mental activity, and extensive attainments. His first work, we believe, was entitled "Journal of my Residence in Greece," written at the instigation of the historian Niebuhr, and issued at Leipzig in 1823. Since then he has published "The Stranger in America," a piquantly written work, abounding in various information relative to the States-and a volume on the

On every hand philosophy still continues to push her conquests, and discoveries crowd upon us. EHRENBERG has opened to us a new world in his use of the microscope; those little insects, thousands of which might stand on a needle's point, show to us how multiplied and how minute the mechanism of the parts of subject of Education, which was submitted to the Trus living things may be. By feeding these creatures on tees of the College of Girard, and which evinces a the purest carmine, and then bathing them in distilled well-grounded and philosophical knowledge of the