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school-fellow, Barnes,) who always re land. I select the one prefixed to Foliage, minds me of Fielding. It was he that in a volume of poetry and translations pubtroduced me to A. (Alsager), the kindest lished in London in 1818: “ To Sir John of neighbors, a man of business, who contrived to be a scholar and a musician. He John: This book belongs to you, if you

Edward Surnburne, Bart. My Dear Sir loved his leisure, and yet would start up at a minute's notice to do the least of a prison will accept it

. You are not one of those er's biddings. Other friends are dead since who pay the strange compliment to heathat time, and others gone. I have tears

ven of depreciating this world, because for the kindest of them, and the mistaken you believe in another; you admire its shall not be reproached, if I can help it. beauties both in nature and art; you But what return can I make to the L's. think that a knowledge of the finest voices (Lambs), who came to comfort one in all it has uttered, ancient as well as modern, weathers, hail or sunshine, in daylight or ought, even in gratitude, to be shared by in darkness, even in the dreadful frost and the sex that has inspired so many of snow of the beginning of 1914?

them. A rational piety and a manly Great disappointment and exceeding vi. ciousness may talk as they please of the patriotism does not hinder you from pui. badness of human nature ; for my part, I ting the Phidian Jupiter over your organ, am on the verge of forty, and I have seen a

or flowers at the end of your room; in good deal of the world, the dark side as well short, you who visit the sick and the as the light, and I say that human nature is prisoner, for the ke of helping them a very good and kindly thing, and capable without frightening, cannot look more of all sorts of excellence. Art thou not a tenderly after others than you are rerefutation of all that can be said against it, garded by your own family; nor can any excellent Sir John Surnburne ?--another one of the manly and amiable friends that friend whom I made in prison, and whose I have the happiness of possessing, more image, now before my imagination, fills my fitly receive a book, the object of which whole frame with emotion. I could kneel is to cultivate a love of nature out of doors, before him and bring his hand upon my and of sociality within. Pray pardon me head, like a son asking his father's blessing. It was during my imprisonment that another this public compliment, for my own sake, S. (Mr. Shelley), afterwards my friend of and for sincerity's. That you may long friends, now no more, made me a princely continue to be the centre of kind, happy offer, which at that time I stood in no need looks, and an example to the once cheerof. I will take this opportunity of men. ful gentry of this war and money-injured tioning, that some other persons, not at all land, is the constant wish of your obliged known to us, offered to raise money enough and affectionate servant, Leigh Hunt.” to pay the fine of £1,000.”

To conclude, I will copy two sonnets, Hunt's dedications display a frankness and parts of two epistles, showing the and cordiality which remind us of the graceful and kind-hearted intercourse that noble old writers of hale and hearty Eng. subsists between Hunt and his friends :


Written from Hampstead.

Dear Barnes, whose native taste, solid and clear,
The throng of life has strengthened without harm,
You know the rural feeling, and the charm
That stillness has for a world-frelted ear ;-
'Tis now deep whispering all about me here,
With thousand tiny hushings like a swarm
Of atom-bees, or fairies in alarm,
Or noise of numerous bliss from distant sphere.

This charm our evening hours duly restore ;
Naught heard through all our little, lulled abode,

Save the crisp fire, or leaf of book turned o’er,
Or watch-dog, or the ring of frosty road.
Wants there no other sound, then? Yes, one more-
The voice of friendly visiting, long owed.

the whole of it, up to its extremest limits; were a new idea to him, that Texas had and as little doubt did he seem to enter- its western boundary on the Rio Grandetain, as long ago as the 15th of June, that nor yet by talking of that boundary as the Rio Grande constituted its western “an exposed frontier,” proper and conboundary. Gen. Taylor was then so in- venient to be occupied by the protecting structed. Under instructions, he took up forces of the Government. On the 23d of a position in Texas, " beyond the Nue. Aug., a dispatch was written from Washces,” and this occupation was designed ington to inform General Taylor that expressly for the protection and defence the Administration then had “reason to of Texas-not of Texas on this side of believe that Mexico was making efforts that river only, but of Texas wherever to assemble a large army on the frontier Texas was, and wherever Texans were. of Texas ;” and he was instructed that, By orders of the 13th of July, he was to “should Mexico assemble a large body protect and defend the territory of Texas, of troops on the Rio Grande, and cross it to the extent that it has been occupied by with a considerable force, such a movethe people of Texas.” “The Rio Grande ment must be regarded as an invasion of is claimed to be the boundary between the the United States, and the commencement two countries, and up to this boundary of hostilities.” And yet he was told in you are to extend your protection-only the same dispatch, that they “bad mo excepting any posts on the eastern side more explicit instructions to give him in thereof, which are in the actual occupancy regard to his movements than had been of Mexican forces, or Mexican settle. already forwarded.” At that time, even ments over which the Republic of Texas a danger felt to be imminent could not did not exercise jurisdiction at the period draw from the President a positive order of Annexation, or shortly before that to move the army to the Rio Grande; event.” Such were then the General's what, in the name of wonder, was it that orders; and under them, and to fulfill made that order of such “ urgent necesthem to the letter, he selected and main- city” on the 13th of January ? tained his position on the west bank of But we have not forgotten that the the Nueces. What we want to know is: President had then, as he states,“ received what had happened, on or about the 13th such information from Mexico as rendered of January, to create such an “urgent it probable, if not certain, that the Mexinecessity” for directing his position to be can Government would refuse to receive changed from the Nueces to the Rio our Envoy.” If the President really offers Grande? and that change to be made, too, this as a reason for moving the army to wholly regardless of any Mexican posts the Rio Grande, then it must have been or Mexican settlements on this side of on one of two grounds : either that he that river! Up to that time the “ Army intended to consider the rejection of Mr. of Occupation,” in its position at Corpus Slidell as cause of war, or to make it, if Christi, had served abundantly to protect he could, the occasion of war, with Mexi. Texas, and the whole of it, to the extent co, on the part of the United States, and that it had been occupied by the people to lead the way to the commencement of of Texas, and strictly in accordance with hostilities accordingly; or, he apprehendthe orders of the 15th of June, and the ed that Mexico would follow up that act 30th of July. No war had been declared, by herself making war on us, or invading and Texas had not been invaded ; and all Texas. apprehension that it would be was past. Now we are prepared to say, and mainNo such apprehension was sincerely felt tain, that the President had not the slighteither in the camp or in the cabinet. We est reason to believe—nor do we suppose have furnished the proof of this significant he did believe, or would so pretend—that fact already. We ask again then : where- Mexico was about to commence hostili. fore the orders of the 13th of January? ties because she had rejected, or would What were the grounds of that “ urgent reject our Minister. The subject of this necessity" which then arose to provide mission, and the temper and manner in especially for the better defence of “ that which it was conducted, ought to receive portion” of country which lies beyond a full exposition in this connection. But the Nueces ? Certainly, the President we cannot now enter into it. We think does not account for it, by declaring that if the object really was to conciliate the “meantime Texas, by the final action of Mexican Government in the matter of An. our Congress, had become an integral part nexation—the point of offence to Mexi. of our Union,”—nor by declaring, as if it co-nothing would have been more un

happy than the course adopted and per. in the crisis, that the voice of the Amerisisted in. And the Government should can people shall be unanimous in favor of have known that such conciliation was redressing the wrongs of our much-inthe way both to peace, and to the secur- jured and long-suffering claimants." In ing of our just rights and interests at the other words, this affair was to be so conhands of Mexico. But let this pass. ducted, that the hearts of the American Mexico refused to receive Mr. Slidell in people might be “prepared for war.” Fi. the ordinary form as a Minister, resident nally, Mr. Buchanan says: In the near that Government, until he, or some. mean time, the President, in anticipation body else, had first been received as a of the final refusal of the Mexican GovCommissioner, to make terms with her in ernment to receive you, has ordered the regard to Annexation. Such a Commis. Army of Texas to advance and take posioner she professed herself willing to re- sition on the left bank of the Rio Grande ; ceive. Mr. Slidell insisted that she had and has directed that a strong fleet shall promised to receive a Minister, with full be immediately assembled in the Gulf of powers. This she denied; and he was Mexico. He will thus be prepared to act rejected. Now, the very grounds on with vigor and promptitude the moment which she put this rejection--however that Congress shall give him the authority.absurd, and however false--show con What becomes now, we ask in view clusively that she did not mean war by of this explicit declaration, of the prethis rejection. She meant to run the tence set up by the President, that his hazard of a war begun by us for such a order of the 13th of January, for the cause; but the manner of the rejection movement of the army from the Nueces precluded the idea of its being taken as a to the Rio Grande, was prompted by some declaration of war on her part, or as lead- new and urgent necessity, " 10 provide ing necessarily to such a declaration, or for the defence of that portion of our counto any acts of hostility. We are per- try!" Who does not now see that that fectly safe in saying, that the President order originated in another and a very did not so regard ii-by anticipation or different design? The rejection of Mr. otherwise.

Slidell was to be the signal for war—the The other alternative then remains, ostensible ground of which should be the namely: that be intended to consider, and unsatisfied claims of our citizens on the 80 far as depended on him, to make, the justice of Mexico. There were real obrejection of Mr. Slidell, taken in con- jects which were not disclosed. The nection with the unsatisfactory state of hearts of our people were to be prepared our relations with Mexico, cause of war, for the war. Congress was to be apor rather the occasion of war with that pealed 10 for its authority, but not-as power; and that be directed the move- events have demonstrated-until a hosment of our army to the Rio Grande, by tile incursion and military demonstrahis order of the 13th of January, as a tions, under Executive direction, carried hostile operation, or at least as calculated, through Mexican settlements and Mexiin its very nature, and by its necessary can military posts up to the gates of a effects and results, to leave no alter. Mexican city, more than one hundred native but war to either Government. miles beyond the remotest dwelling of We believe this to have been the exact any Texan citizen, and the remotest limstate of the case. Indeed the proof that its of Texan authority and jurisdiction, it was so is at hand, and is incontrovert. had made the war inevitable, and left ible.

Congress no alternative but to adopt and On the 201h of January Mr. Buchanan prosecute it. The President knew as addresses a dispatch to Mr. Slidell, writ- well as we could tell him, that the Rio ten after information had been received del Norte was the nominal boundary of of the “probable” rejection of the Min. Texas only; that Texas could not make ister. In this dispatch the purpose of it her boundary by her declaration merethe President is fully disclosed. He tells ly; that the country on the east bank of Mr. Slidell, in case of his final rejection, that river for fifteen hundred miles, conthat “nothing will then remain for this stituting parts of four provinces or deGovernment, but to take the redress of partments of Mexico, with several cities the wrongs of its citizens into its own —Santa Fé among the number-was inhands." The desire of the President habited exclusively by Mexicans, and is, that you (Mr. Slidell] should conduct was, as it had been continually, excluyourself with such wisdom and firmness sively under Mexican jurisdiction; that


With the Author's miniature, on leaving prison.

Some grateful trifle let me leave with you,
Dear Alsager, whose knock at evening-fall,
And interchange of books, and kindness all,
Fresh neighborhood about my prison threw,
And buds of solace that to friendship grew;
Myself it is, who, if your study wall
Has room, would find a nestling corner small,
To catch at times a cordial glance or two.

May peace be still found there, and evening leisure
And that which gives a room both eye and heart-
The clear, warm fire that clicks along the coal ;
And never harsher sound than the pure pleasure
Of lettered friend, or music's mingling art,
That fetches out in smiles the mutual soul.


Oh, thou, whom old Homer would call, were he living,
Home-lover, thought-feeder, abundant-joke-giving;
Whose charity springs from deep knowledge, nor swerves
Into mere self-reflections or scornful reserves;
In short you were made for two centuries ago,
When Shakspeare drew men, and to write was to know;
You'll guess why I can't see the snow-covered streets
Without thinking of you and your visiting feats,
When you call to remembrance how you and one more,
When I wanted it most used to knock at my door.
For when the sad winds told us rain would come down,
Or snow upon snow fairly clogged up the town,
And dun-yellow fogs brooded over its white,
So that scarcely a being was seen towards night,
Then, then said the lady yclept near and dear,
“Now, mind what I tell you, the L's will be here."
So I poked up the flame, and she got out the tea,
And down we both sat, as prepared as could be ;
And there, sure as Fate, came the knock of you two,
Then the lantern, the laugh, and the “Well, how d'ye do ?”
Then your palm tow'rds the fire, and your face turned to me,
And shawls and great coats being—where they should be-
And due “never saws” being paid to the weather,
We cherished our knees and sat sipping together,
And leaving the world to the fogs and the fighters,
Discussed the pretensions of all sorts of writers,
Of Shakspeare's coevals—all spirits divine-
Of Chapman, whose Homer's a fine, rough old wine ;
of Marvel, wit, patriot and poet, who knew
How to give both at once Charles and Cromwell their due;
Of Spenser, who wraps you, wherever you are,
In a bower of seclusion, beneath a sweet star ;
Of Richardson, too, who afflicts us so long
We begin to suspect him of nerves over strong;
In short, of all those who give full-measured page.


“Et modo qua nostri spatiantur in urbe Quirites

Et modo villarum proxima rura placent.”—Milton, Eleg. 7. “Enjoying now the range of town at ease, And now the neighboring rural villages.”

Dear Hazlitt, whose tact intellectual is such
That it seems to feel truth as one's fingers do touch-
Who in politics, arts, metaphysics, poetics,
To critics, in these times, are health to cosmetics,
And nevertheless, or I rather should say,
For that very reason, can relish boy's play,
And turning on all sides, through pleasures and cares,
Find nothing more precious than laughs and fresh air :
One's life, I conceive, might go prettily down
In a due easy mixture of country and town-
Not after the fashion of most with two houses,
Who gossip and gape and just follow their spouses,
And, let their abode be wherever it will,
Are the same vacant-house-keeping animals still-
But with due sense of each and of all that it yields,
In the town, of the town, in the fields, of the fields;
In the one, for example, to feel as we go on,
That streets are about us, arts, people, and so on;
In t'other to value the stillness, the breeze,
And love to see farms, and to get among trees.
Each his liking, of course--so that this be the rule.
For my part, who went in the city to school,
And whenever I got in a field, felt my soul in it
Spring so, that like a young horse I could roll in it,
My inclinations are much what they were,
And cannot dispense, in the first place, with air;
But then I would have the most rural of nooks,
Just near enough town to make use of its books,
And to walk there whenever I chose to make calls,
To look at the ladies and lounge at the stalls ;
To tell you the truth, I could spend very well
Whole mornings in this way, 'twixt here and Pall Mall,
And make my gloves' fingers as black as my hat,
In pulling the books up from this stall and that:
Then, turning home gently through fields and o'er stile,
Partly reading a purchase, or rhyming the while,
Take my dinner (to make a long evening) at two,
With a few droppers-in, like my cousin and you,
Who can season the talk with the right-flavored Attic,
Too witty for tattling, too wise for dogmatic ;
Then take down an author whom one of us mentions,
And doat for awhile on his jokes or inventions ;
Then have Mozart touched, on our bottle's completion,
Or one of your favorite trim ballads Venetian :
Then up for a walk before tea down a valley,
And so to come back through a leafy-wall'd alley,
In which the sun peeping, as into a chamber,
Looks gold on the leaves, turning some to sheer amber.
Then tea, made by one who (although my wife she be)
If Jove were to drink it, would soon be his Hebe;
Then silence a little—a creeping twilight-
Then an egg for your supper, with lettuces white,
And a moon and friend's arm to go home with at night.
Now, this I call passing a few devout hours,
Becoming a world that has friendship and flowers.

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