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A Book of the Hudson.Collected from the vari- , base of the pyramid of society, where the

ous works of Diedrich Knickerbocker. Edited masses are densest, widest, and most oppressed; by GEOFFREY Crayon. New York: G. P. mingled with every class; endured every Putnam, 155 Broadway. 18-19.

wrong; mitigated every form of suffering ; sym

pathized with the most abused; denounced This is an agreeable and instructive handbook political and spiritual tyranny in the strongest to all intelligent and inquiring travellers about terms; and, finally, fell a victim, mangled by to explore the wonders and beauties of the Hud- that malignant pride and power which in the Mr. Irving writes, “I thank God that I

persons of high-priests, crafty scribes, and offiwas born on the banks of the Hudson. I fancy cial Pharisees ever stand ready to inflame the I can trace much of what is good and pleasant popular mind with cruel prejudice, leading the in my own heterogeneous compound to my early multitudes to spare a robber and murder their companionship with this glorious river. In the greatest benefactor, so that oppression may yet warmth of youthful enthusiasm, I used to clothe flourish and their own ungodly immunities reit with moral attributes, and, as it were, give it main secure. The author believes that Jesus a soul. I delighted in its frank, bold, honest Christ, eighteen centuries ago, gave our race a character; its noble sincerity, and perfect truth. perfect model of republicanism ; and that this Here was no specious smiling surface, covering was not only exemplified in his life, and confirmthe shifting sand-bar and perfidious rock, buted by his death as the highest gift to all men, but a stream deep as it was broad, and bearing with that it was strikingly imbodied in the original honorable faith the bark that trusted to its formation of the Christian Church. With prayer

I gloried in its simple, quiet, majestic, ful solititude, and he thinks true conservatism, epic flow, ever straightforward, or, if forced he has written under the influence of no secaside for once by opposing mountains, strug- tarian feeling or sectional prejudice, expressing gling bravely through them, and resuming its as plainly as possible what he sincerely believes, onward march. Behold, thought I, an emblem and fawning for no favors. Herein of a good man's course through life, ever simple, thoughts and emotions which have haunted the open, and direct, or if, overpowered by adverse author for years; and they are now sent forth circumstances, he deviate into error, it is but to stir in other bosoms, and thence to produce, momentary; he soon resumes his onward and according tot he soil of their growth, a blessing honorable career, and continues it to the end of his pilgrimage.” This volume contains Communipaw, Guests from Gibbet Island, Peter Stuyvesant's Voyage up the Hudson, the Oullines on a New Theory of Disease, applied Chronicle of Bearn Island, the Legend of to Hydropathy, showing that Water is the Sleepy Hollow, Dolph Heyliger. Rip Van only irue Remedy. With observations on Winkle, Wolfert Webber.

the errors committed in the practice of Hydropathy; notes on the cure of Cholera by cold water; and a critique on Preiss

nitz's mode of treatment. Intended for Republican Christianity: or true Liberty, as ex

popular use. By the late H. FRANCKE, Dihibited in the Life, Precepts, and early disci

rector of the Hydropathic Institution at ples of The Great Redeemer. By E. L. MA

Alexandersbad, Bavaria. Translated from Boston: Gould, Kendall & Lincoln.

the German by Robert BAIKIE, M. D., late

of the Madras Medical Establishment. New 1849.

York: John Wiley, 161 Broadway. This book is dedicated in these emphatic and It is astonishing that among persons of even noble words : " To all who hate tyranny, revere ordinary understanding there should be so humanity, believe in progress, and follow much prejudice in favor of the old system of Christ.” The creed of the author is as follows: practice in medicine—the eternal dosing with First, he believes in Jesus Christ. Second, he poisonous drugs. Any unprejudiced person, believes in no one else, as having the slightest reading these volumes carefully, will glean authority over the personal freedom and reli- much information from them; and if the adgious rights of mankind. Christ came into the vice given in them is followed, the reader will world to redeem it, hy the power of a beneficent be saved from much sickness and the expense life and vicarious death. He was born at the 1 of doctors' bills.

or a curse.

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Kaloolah, or Journeyings to the Djebel Kumri ; | drooping and decaying Nature. Stand forth,

an Autobiography of Jonaihan Romer. and enjoy it! Quail not! Bare your brow to Edited by W. S. Mayo, M. D. New York: the storm-look with a steady eye upon the George P. Putnam, 155 Broadway; Lon- lightning's flash-listen to the awful chorus, don : David Bogue, 86 Fleet street. and feel alike the infinity of God and the great

ness of the soul. The storm has passed—the This book is full of spirit, life and excite-moistened foliage rustles in the breeze, but ment, and its interest never for a moment with a different tone-a tone of pure gladness; flags. The author is at home on the ocean, the insects beat the air with their tiny wings in the wilderness, on the vast desert. Kaloolah to a more joyful measure; the birds sing is an exquisite patriot, and the account of her freely, blithely; the trout springs actively from growing love for Romer is delightfully and the placid lake, and dashes the sparkling circles truly told. Everyone will read it, but we with a sound of merriment and glee. The cannot refrain from giving one specimen of our harmony is of Nature revived, restored. It author's happy style. While Romer is at speaks of hope and confidence--it presages school a “revival of religion” takes place in immortality. But how easy, natural and quiet! the village, and the temporary madness ex Ah, in all that infinite variety of praise, and tends itself to the teachers in the seminary; prayer, and thanksgiving, you can discover the school-room is deserted. Romer says, nothing like rant or cant !". “At this time most of my hours were spent in the woods, either fishing, reading, or perchance dreaming. Often stretched at length upon the sunny bank of the most beautiful trout-stream Leonard Scott & Co., 79 Fulton street, New in the world, or seated upon some prostrate York, have reprinted the London Quarterly, giant of the forest, I have turned with shud- the Edinburgh and Westminster Reviews, and dering and loathing from the sight and sounds Blackwood's Magazine. They contain much of the distant village, and have felt borne to interesting and instructive reading, and are my innermost soul the conviction that cant and published at exceedingly low rates. The Lonrant are utterly inconsistent with the true don Quarterly has some excellent remarks on worship of God. How soft, and low, and Macaulay's History of England, written in a calm, yet deep and full of meaning and power, fair tone and spirit. The reviewer thinks, are the hymns sung to His praise in the great • There is hardly a page that does not contain temple of Nature. How varied too! How something objectionable either in substance or infinitely expressive! Listen to the hot sun. in color; and the whole of the brilliant and beams striking upon the thick pendent foliage, at first captivating narrative is perceived on to the soft sighing of the million leaves, as, dis- examination to be impregnated to a really turbed by the fitful breeze, they twist and marvellous degree with bad taste, bad feeling, wriggle themselves back to stillness and rest. and, we are under the painful necessity of addListen to the low hum of the lazy insects; to ing, bad faith. . . It makes the facts of the hesitating twitter of the sleepy birds, or to English history as fabulous as his Lays do the occasional sullen, sluggish plash of some those of Roman tradition; and it is written with trout, who has been lured from his siesta by as captious, as dogmatical, and as cynical a the temptation of a careless fly. The blended spirit as the bitterest of his reviews. He whole makes music---low, melancholy music- does not take the slightest notice of Mackthe most saddening music-it speaks of life, intosh's history, no more than if it had never health, vigor; but of life, health, vigor, doomed existed. . . Mr. Macaulay deals with histo decay. It is prophetic in its tones; the tory, evidently, as we think, in imitation of deepest well-springs of the soul are stirred, the novelists-his first object being always gently, sadly, but not unpleasantly, as the fore picturesque effect—his constant endeavor to boding notes rise, and swell, and fall. Anon give from all the repositories of gossip that the tempest comes, the majestic clouds speak have reached us a kind of circumstantial reto each other and to earth in the deep voices of ality to his incidents, and a sort of dramatic the pealing thunder; the sturdy woods re

life to his personages.,

.. He paints every echo, and prolong the crashing sounds; the thing that looks like a Tory in the blackest colwind sweeps through the foliage with a hollow ors. ... Mr. Macaulay has almost realized the rushing, as if a myriad viewless spirits were work that Alexander Chalmers' playful imagiflapping their pinions and careering before it nation had fancied, a Bingraphia Flagitiosa,

- the big drops fall with leaden sound upon or, The Lires of Eminent Scoundrels. the leaves. Does not the whole make the We protest against this species of carnival wildest, sublimest harmony? There is nothing history; no more like the reality than the dismal or gloomy in it; it is sternly joyous; it Eglintoun Tournament or the Costume Qua. speaks of power, of might; but it speaks too drilles of Buckingham Palace; and we dein solemn and majestic tones—no ranting or plore the squandering of so much melo-dracanting-of a power above, and beyond mere matic talent on a subject which we have

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Kaloolah, or Journeyings to the Djebel Kumri; | drooping and decaying Nature. Stand forth,

an Autobiography of Jonaihan Romer. and enjoy it! Quail not! Bare your brow to Edited by W. S. Mayo, M. D. New York: the storm-look with a steady eye upon the George P. Putnam, 155 Broadway; Lon- lightning's flash-listen to the awful chorus, don: David Bogue, 86 Fleet street.

and feel alike the infinity of God and the great

ness of the soul. The storm has passed—the This book is full of spirit, life and excite-moistened foliage rustles in the breeze, but ment, and its interest never for a moment with a different tone-a tone of pure gladness; flags. The author is at home on the ocean, the insects beat the air with their tiny wings in the wilderness, on the vast desert. Kaloolah to a more joyful measure; the birds sing is an exquisite patriot, and the account of her freely, blithely; the trout springs actively from growing love for Romer is delightfully and the placid lake, and dashes the sparkling circles truly told. Every one will read it, but we with a sound of merriment and glee. The cannot refrain from giving one specimen of our harmony is of Nature revived, restored. It author's happy style. While "Romer is at speaks of hope and confidence-it presages school a “revival of religion” takes place in immortality. But how easy, natural and quiet! the village, and the temporary madness ex Ah, in all that infinite variety of praise, and tends itself to the teachers in the seminary; prayer, and thanksgiving, you can discover the school-room is deserted. Romer says, nothing like rant or cant !" “At this time most of my hours were spent in the woods, either fishing, reading, or perchance dreaming. Often stretched at length upon the sunny bank of the most beautiful trout-stream Leonard Scott & Co., 79 Fulton street, New in the world, or seated upon some prostrate York, have reprinted the London Quarterly, giant of the forest, I have turned with shud- the Edinburgh and Westminster Reviews, and dering and loathing from the sight and sounds Blackwood's Magazine. They contain much of the distant village, and have felt borne to interesting and instructive reading, and are my innermost soul the conviction that cant and published at exceedingly low rates. The Lonrant are utterly inconsistent with the truc don Quarterly has some excellent remarks on worship of God. How soft, and low, and Macaulay's History of England. written in a calm, yet deep and full of meaning and power, fair tone and spirit. The reviewer thinks, are the hymns sung to His praise in the great There is hardly a page that does not contain temple of Nature. How varied too! How something objectionable either in substance or intinitely expressive! Listen to the hot sun. in color; and the whole of the brilliant and beams striking upon the thick pendent foliage, at first captivating narrative is perceived on to the soft sighing of the million leaves, as, dis examination to be impregnated to a really turbed by the fitful breeze, they twist and marvellous degree with bad taste, bad feeling, wriggle themselves back to stillness and rest. and, we are under the painful necessity of addListen to the low hum of the lazy insects; to ing, bad faith. . . . . It makes the facts of the hesitating twitter of the sleepy birds, or to English history as fabulous as his Lays do the occasional sullen, sluggish plash of some those of Roman tradition; and it is written with trout, who has been lured from his siesta by as captious, as dogmatical, and as cynical a the temptation of a careless fly. The blended spirit as the bitterest of his reviews. whole makes music-low, melancholy music- does not take the slightest notice of Mackthe most saddening music-it speaks of life, intosh's history, no more than if it had never health, vigor; but of life, health, vigor, doomed existed. Mr. Macaulay deals with histo decay. It is prophetic in its tones; ihe tory, evidently, as we think, in imitation of deepest well-springs of the soul are stirred, the novelists--his first object being always gently, sadly, but not unpleasantly, as the fore picturesque effect—his constant endeavor to boding notes rise, and swell, and fall

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. Anon give from all the repositories of gossip that the tempest comes, the majestic clouds speak have reached us a kind of circumstantial reto each other and to earth in the deep voices of ality to his incidents, and a sort of dramatic the pealing thunder; the sturdy woods re life to his personages.,

He paints every echo, and prolong the crashing sounds; the thing that looks like a Tory in the blackest colwind sweeps through the folia ge with a hollow ... Mr. Macaulay has almost realized the rushing, as if a myriad view less spirits were work that Alexander Chalmers' playful imagiflapping their pinions and careering before it nation had fancied, a Bingraphia Flagitiosa,

- the big drops fall with leaden sound upon or, The Lives of Eminent Scoundrels. the leaves. Does not the whole make the We protest against this species of carnival wildest, sublimest harmony? There is nothing history; no more like the reality than the disinal or gloomy in it; it is sternly joyous; it Eglintoun Tournament or the Costume Qua. speaks of power, of might; but it speaks too drilles of Buckingham Palace; and we dein solemn and majestic tones-no ranting or plore the squandering of so much melo-dracanting-of a power above, and beyond mere matic talent on a subject which we have

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shooters was led towards the gates of Rome ; | day the brave soldiers of the sister repubit was received by discharges of musketry, and lic. retreated in good order. Soon afterwards a The Triumvirs, CARLO ARMELLINI, portion of the division advanced, and without

GUIZEPPE MAZZINI, much difficulty got within the walls of the

AURELIO Saffi. city, the streets of which were barricaded ; but Rome, May 7, 1849. there it was received by a well-sustained fire of musketry, and by showers of missiles of General Oudinot, not wishing to be outdone every description hurled from the windows and in generosity, ordered the release of a battalion the roofs of houses. The 20th regiment of the of light troops which had until then been deline, which bad opened the march, suffered tained by his order at Civita Vecchia. greatly; one of the light companies was almost It is stated that the French prisoners were entirely destroyed. The General, perceiving treated with the greatest hospitality during their the impossibility of continuing a struggle so stay at Rome. The citizens vied with each fatal to his troops, gave orders for a retreat, other in paying them attention, conducting and the French army took up a strong position them to see the monuments and galleries of at some short distance from the city.'

art of the Eternal City. They were saluted It is said that the French lost 1,200 men, everywhere with cries of Viren les Français, killed and wounded and prisoners. Among and on their release conducted them in triumph the former was M. Harris, an aide-de-camp to the camp at Palo. One account says, that on of General Oudinot, and in the latter Captain the prisoners passing by Saint Peter's they Oudinot, his relation. The General himself rushed into the cathedral and unanimously was surrounded, and would have been taken vowed not again to draw their swords against prisoner but for the gallant exertions of his the inhabitants of Rome. troops.

The government being informed that it was A Neapolitan army, said to consist of from the intention of the French general again to 15,000 to 20,000 troops, had invaded the Roman attack Rome, issued the following proclamaterritory, and was advancing towards the tion, which was placarded on all the walls and capital. Garribaldi, the Roman general, went gates of Rome : out to meet them, and on the 3d of May, in the neighborhood of La Torre di Mezza Via, about Soldiers of the French Republic! For the eight miles from Rome, he met a detachment second time you are forced to appear as of 1,200 of this new enemy, and defeated them, enemies under the walls of Rome, of the retaking one hundred and fifty prisoners, and publican city which was once the cradle of two pieces of cannon. Having received or- liberty and military glory. It is an act of ders from the government to act only for the fratricide, which is imposed upon you; and defense of the city, Garribaldi returned to this fratricide, if ever it could be consummated, Rome on the 8th of May.

would strike a mortal blow against the liberty On the 7th the Triumviri, wishing to give a of France. The two people are bound by convincing proof that there was no feeling of mutual ties. The republic extinguished enmity towards the French nation, issued the amongst us, would be an eternal stain on your following decree, and sent back the prisoners flag, one ally the less for France in Europe, they had made to the camp at Palo:

one step the more on the road to monarchical

restoration, towards which a deceitful and deIn the name of God and the people :

ceived government impels your beautiful and Considering that between the French people

great country. and Rome, the state of war does not and can not

Rome, therefore, will combat as she has alexist :

ready combated. She knows that she fights That Rome defends, by right and duty, its

for her own liberty and for yours. Soldiers of own inviolability, but deprecates as an offense the French Republic ! Whilst you are marchagainst the common creed every collision be- ing against our tri-colored flag, the Russians, :ween the two republics :

the men of 1815, are marching into Hungary, That the Roman people does not hold re

and dreaming of a march into France. At sponsible for the acts of a misguided govern

some miles distance from you, a Neapolitan ment the soldiers who obey its orders by fight- banner of despotism and intolerance unfurled.

corps, which we have attacked, holds the ing :

At some leagues from you on your left, a reThe Triumvirate decrees :

publican city, Leghorn, resists at this moment

an Austrian invasion. There is your place. Art. 1. The Frenchmen taken prisoners on Tell your leaders to keep their word. Remind the day of the 30th of April are free, and will them that at Marseilles and at Toulon they be sent to the French camp.

promised you a battle against the Croats. ReArt. 2. The Roman people will salute with mind them that the French soldier holds at the applause and fraternal demonstrations at mid- end of his bayonet the honor and liberty of

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