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present military establishment of Hayti consists of fifteen thousand excellent troops. The number might easily be doubled. Twenty-four hours would bring ten thousand black soldiers to Jamaica. Twenty-four hours more would raise upon the white inhabitants an hundred thousand infuriated slaves. This is no chimerical supposition. It is an event neither impossible nor improbable.
To what an alternative will England then be reduced! Will she submit to see possessions, however worthless, torn from her by force; to see institutions which had existed under her protection, however atrocious they might be, subverted by foreign arms? Will she, on the other hand, engage in a war against an enemy so desperate, at a distance so vast, in a climate so deadly? We know not. But thus much at least we will say, that in such a contest we should deprecate and deplore her success. Rather let her perish, rather let her commercial opulence and her martial glory be as though they had never been, than that her history should be signalized by the triumphs of guilt, by trophies erected over the vanquished rights and broken hearts of mankind! Who would attempt to restrain the fertilizing inundation, because some ancient, perhaps some useful land-marks might be swept away by its waves? Who would execrate the light of the sun because some of those stars on which we love to gaze must disappear at his approach ; or because the mists which he draws up from the foul and pestilential marshes on which he dawns, may tinge his rays with the hue of blood ? The fire of London has always been considered as a blessing, because it extinguished the seeds of the plague more completely than any care of the police or any medical skill had ever been able to do. The political world, in the same manner, often derives great advantage from those fierce and destroying visitations, which lay in the dust for ever the dark and infected haunts where a great moral malady has fixed itself in irremediable malignity.
Still we most earnestly desire that a change, which, we are sure, is desirable, which, we think, is inevitable, should be produced by the mildest means. The present state of things in the colonies menaces England with serious calamities, and the West Indian proprietors with total ruin. These evils can be averted only by a series of measures calculated to improve both the moral and the political condition of the slave.
Nothing can be expected from the local legislatures. They have been caressed, --threatened.--implored.- warned-without effect. Justice, mercy, shame, interest, fear, have had no influence upon them. They are sunk in that stupid and desperate indifference to all moral and prudential considerations, which the long possession of unlimited power never fails to generate. They have done nothing. They will do nothing.
We have no hope but in the good sense and generosity of the British people. Their attention has not till of late been strongly called to the subject. They have already spoken in a voice which has made the cruel and the sordid tremble, and has extorted a feeble response from cold hearts in high places. Never may that voice be silenced, till the legislature shall pronounce a definitive sentence on this monstrous system of unprofitable atrocity.
ARISE AND COME WI ME.
A SCOTISH SONG.
" ARISE and come wi' me, my love,
My sail is spread, and see,
To breast the billows free.
And Saba sweet to see,
So busk and come wi' me."
“ I wad nae gie yon heathy hill
Where wild bees sing so soon-
Where birdies lilt in June,-
This small brook streaming free,
Upon the sunny sea."
“ Thy kirtle shall be satin, love,
All jewelled to the knee, The rudest wind that fills
Thy handmaids on the floor,
Shall scent thy chamber door."
4. “ On lonely Siddick's sunward banks
The hazel nuts hang brown,
All in my homely gown.
Are maids more meet for me,
Who sing amid the sea.”
He stept one step from her, and said,
“ How tender, true, and long, I've loved thee, lived for thee, and fought,
Might grace some landward song ; My song maun be the sounding wave,
My good bark breasting through—" He waved his hand-he could nae say
My Jean a long adieu !
She was a sweet and lovesome lass,
Wi' a dark an' downcast ee;
With bairnies at her knee;
When the sea leaps on the shore.-
He ne'er shall waken more,
NEW DEPOSITORY FOR LITERARY
The communications which ordinarily take place between the conductor of a periodical work, and the aspirants for fame and twenty guineas a sheet, ought to be as sacred from profane eyes or vulgar ridicule as the sighs of lovers, or the secrets of Freemasonry. We have, however, met with one remarkable exception to this law of the balaam-box; and, as the object of the writers of the following letter is notoriety, we cannot render them a more essential service than to publish an epistle, which was doubtless intended for our private eye, but which, in adorning our pages, will delight its authors almost as much as an order for fifty guineas' worth of their wares.
To the Editor of the Quarterly Magazine. SIR,-You have probably not heard of our establishment in Leadenhall-street. We have not yet descended to the vulgar arts of our rivals; -we are above puffing.
In this age of literary industry we have considered it not only a patriotic but a profitable speculation, to establish a factory for the exhibition and sale of original manuscripts, from the sermon to the sonnet. With this object we have engaged very extensive premises; and opened a correspondence with every eminent bookseller in town, and every Magazine and Newspaper proprietor in town and country. The magnitude and variety of our stock require only a few hours' inspection to satisfy the most careless observer. The liberal terms upon which we transact business, charging only a commission of twenty per cent., has procured for us the unparalleled assortment which we boast; and we are proud to say that we have already specimens of ability, and copy on sale, from two hundred and twenty-three eminent living authors.
We have acquired this proud distinction, as we said before, without puffing. Not so our rivals. Thanks to the increasing supply of the market, we have found authors too numerous a race to require to be advertised for. Not so Messrs. SAINSBURY and Co. As a specimen of the arts by which the fair course of trade is impeded, we subjoin the copy of an adver
tisement, which appeared in The Times newspaper of the 18th of February last :
POETRY.–Any Person competent to WRITE BALLADS of a superior description, and in various styles, may hear of OCCUPATION, by applying to Messrs. Sainsbury and Co. literary agents, 11, Bell's-buildings, Salisbury, square, between the hours of ten and two. Letters, post-paid, enclosing specimens, will be received, and an answer sent to the parties in a few days. Why, Sir, we had at that very time on our shelves an assortment of more than four hundred ballads, many of which we have since disposed of at a very handsome price to the Lady's Magazine, Ackermann's Repository, the Literary Gazette, and several other much esteemed publications. If you will honour us with a call we shall be able to give you some idea of our riches in that branch. A good connexion is worth all the advertisements in the world.
To proceed to the business more immediately before us. Upon seeing the announcement of your new publication, we felt it our duty to look attentively through our stock ;-and we have taken the liberty of forwarding a list, with occasional specimens, of some articles which, we flatter ourselves, would make a very pretty addition to your regular contributions. An inviolable secrecy as to the names of the parties is one of our rules of business, unless we come to terms. You will excuse us there. fore not being completely unreserved in the first instance. A considerable experience in the bill-broking line has taught us the value of such discretion. Your discernment will, in some cases, supply the place of any breach of confidence on our part.
Amongst the goods which appear to us most likely to suit your demand, we have, first, an immense stock of Essays and Descriptive Pieces. We must candidly avow that “moral” essays are a drug in the market. However, if
should want any writers in the "heavy” line, we could supply you at the lowest rate. We have six articles on Temperance by a worn out roué now in the Fleet, who takes this mode of expiating his sins and raising his racket money—they are, on " Temperance in Gallantry,” on “ Temperance in Wine,” on “ Temperance in Turtle,” on “ Temperance in Play-going,” on “Temperance in getting in Debt,” and on “ Temperance in Idleness." The essay on “Temperance in getting in Debt" is the most curious, and contains some valuable hints to insolvents, a very numerous and increasing class of readers.
An article on Honour," by the same hand, is a very edifying and convincing performance, and offers a most important code of instruction to men of fashion as to the proper treatment of tailors, the chaunting of horses, the management of dice, and the laws of protested bills-very proper to caution the unwary against the arts of tradesmen and the iniquity of duns.
VOL. I. PART. I.