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and so simple is the Tartar, that the latter invari- |ation to another. Oh, a Tartar debt is a goldably departs with the most entire confidence in the mine!" immense philanthropy of the former, and with a promise to return, when he has other goods to sell, to the establishment where he has been treated so fraternally."

The yearly settlement of accounts amongst the Chinese furnishes another curious chapter in their commercial life. Bills are made up to the last few days of the year," and every Chinese being The missionaries were themselves mistaken for at once debtor and creditor, every Chinese is Tartars when they visited the "Blue Town," and hunting his debtors and hunted by his creditors. every kind of imposition was attempted to be prac- He who returns from his neighbor's house, which tised on them. The hotel scouts assailed them at he has been throwing into utter confusion by his their first entry, and almost compelled them, by clamorous demands for what the neighbor owes physical force, to become their guests; shop- him, finds his own house turned inside out by an keepers cozened on all hands; and even bankers uproarious creditor; and so the thing goes round. condescended to cheat. Messrs. Gabet and Huc The whole town is a scene of vociferation, disputawished to exchange silver for Chinese coin current. tion, and fighting. On the last day of the year, The Tartars can weigh, but cannot calculate, and disorder attains its height; people rush in all diaccordingly the bank-teller of Blue Town, after rections with anything they can scratch together gravely consulting his souan-pan (exchange-table) to raise money upon at the broker's or pawnbroker's announced the value to be about a thousand sapeks-the shops of which tradesmen are absolutely less than it should have been. The missionaries re- besieged throughout the day with profferers of monstrated, and a colleague was called in to check clothes, bedding, furniture, cooking utensils, and the sum, but he, with due gravity declared that movables of every description. Those who have the first was right. A bystander interfered, and already cleared their houses in this way, and yet declared in favor of the strangers. "Sirs Lamas," have not satisfied the demands upon them, post said the banker, " your mathematics are better off to their relations and friends, to borrow somethan mine." 46 Oh, not at all," replied we, with thing or other, which they vow shall be returned a profound bow; " your souan-pan is excellent; immediately, but which immediately takes its way but who ever heard of a calculator always exempt to the tany-pon or pawnbroker's. This species of from error?" These phrases were, it seems, rigor- anarchy continues till midnight, then calm reously required, under the circumstances, by Chinese sumes its sway. No one, after the twelfth hour politeness. Whenever any person in China is has struck, can claim a debt, or even make the compromised by any awkward incident, those slightest allusion to it. You now only hear the present always carefully refrain from any observa- words of peace and good-will; everybody fratertion which may make him blush, or, as the nizes with everybody. Those who were just before Chinese call it, take away his face. A further on the point of twisting their neighbor's neck, now proof of Chinese cupidity was afforded by the ad- twine their friendly arms about it." mission of a gentleman, whom we may take the liberty of denominating an Oriental bagman. This worthy arrived at an inn after our travellers had secured all the accommodation.

"Peace and happiness unto you, Sirs Lamas; do you need the whole of your room, or can you accommodate me?"

"Why not? We are all brothers, and should serve each other."

"Words of excellence! You are Tartars, I am Chinese; yet, comprehending the claims of hospitality, you act upon the truth that all men are brothers."

"Whither are you bound? Are you going to buy up salt or catsup for some Chinese company

Tartar warriors and Tartar robbers are also peculiar to their kind. The warrior presents a curious combination of the national simplicity with the spirit of the ancient Gascon. Two of those military gentlemen gave a singular account of the war with the Rebels of the South, as the English are designated. They belonged to the Eight Banners, or army of reserve, and stated, that when at war the grand-master (the Emperor of China) first sent the Kitats against the enemy; next the banners of the Solon country are set in motion; and if they fail, then "we (the Tchakars) take the field, and the mere sound of our march suffices to reduce the rebels to subjection!" In the English war, the first two classes availed not, and then came the turn of the sacred order. "The Kitats told us everywhere that we were marching upon certain and unavailing death. What can you do against sea-monsters? They live in the water like fish; when you least expect them, they appear on the surface, and hurl the fire-bombs at you; while the instant your bow is bent to shoot them, down they dive like frogs.' The third class was not to be intimidated; the lamas had opened the Book of Celestial Secrets, and predicted victory; and on they marched, till met with the intelligence that the rebels, hearing of the approach of this invincible legion, had sued for and obtained peace.

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"No; I represent a great commercial house at Peking, and I am collecting some debts from the Tartars. You, like myself, are Tartar-eaters -you eat them by prayers, I by commerce. And why not? The Mongols are poor simpletons, and we may as well get their money as anybody else. Oh, we devour them; we pick them clean! Whatever they see, when they come into our towns, they want; and when we know who they are, and where we can find them, we let them have goods upon credit of course at a considerable advance upon the price, and upon interest at 30 and 40 per cent., which is quite right and necessary. In China, the emperor's laws do not allow The robbers of this extraordinary territory are this; it is only done with the Tartars. Well, they also entitled to claim credit for their share of don't pay the money, and the interest goes on until eccentricity. "They are extremely polite; they there is a good sum owing, worth the coming for. do not rudely clap a pistol to your ear, and bawl at When we come for it, we take all the cattle and you, 'Your money or your life!' No; they sheep and horses we can get hold of for the interest, mildly advance with a courteous salutation; 'Venand leave the capital debt and future interest to be erable elder brother, I am on foot; pray lend me paid next time, and so it goes on from one gener-your horse. I've got no money; be good enough

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to lend me your purse. It's quite cold to-day; cheap, and it would be worth while to buy them oblige me with the loan of your coat.' If the as a reserve.' The bargain was accordingly convenerable elder brother charitably complies, the cluded; we took our purse and counted out 700 matter ends with, Thanks, brother!' but other-sapeks to the merchant, who counted them over wise, the request is forthwith emphasized with the himself, under our very eyes, pronounced the arguments of a cudgel; and if these do not con- amount correct, and once more laid the coin before vince, recourse is had to the sabre." us. He then called out to his companion, who was poking about in the court-yard; Here, I have sold these capital boots for 700 sapeks." Nonsense,' cried the other; 700 sapeks! I won't hear of such a thing! Very well,' said we; 6 come, take your boots and be off with you!' He was off, and so quickly, that we thought it expedient to count our sapeks once more; there were 150 of them gone; and that was not all. While one of these rascals had been pocketing our money under our very nose, the other had bagged two great iron pins that we had driven into the court-yard for the purpose of our camels. Therefore, we took a resolution, better late than never, to admit in future no merchant whatever into our room."

As a matter of course, Chinese thieves belong in contrast to the species of which the "Artful Dodger" may be regarded as the type. The modus operandi of Eastern appropriators is this: "Two of them, associated together for the purpose, hawk about various articles of merchandise-boots, skin-coats, bricks of tea, and what not. They offer these for sale to travellers. While one of them engages the attention of the destined victim by displaying his goods and bargaining, the other ferrets about, and pockets whatever he can lay his hands on. These rascals have inconceivable skill in counting your sapeks for you, in such a way as to finger fifty or one hundred of them without your having the slightest notion as to what is going on. One day, two of these little thieves came to offer for our purchase a pair of leathern boots. Excellent boots, said they-boots such as we would not find in any shop in the whole town; boots that would keep out the rain for days; and, as to cheapness, perfectly unexampled. If we missed this opportunity, we should never have such another. Only just before they had been offered 1200 sapeks for them! As we did not want boots, we replied that we would not have them at any price. Thereupon the acting merchant assumed a lofty tone of generosity. We were foreigners, we should have them for 1000 sapeks, 900, 800, 700. Well,' " we, we certainly don't want any boots just now; yet, doubtless, as you say, these are very

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We cannot sufficiently regret, that two travellers, who have furnished us with such interesting accounts of territories comparatively so little unexplored, should, after a brief sojourn, have been compelled to quit the scene of their labors. After eighteen months' travel, Messrs. Huc and Gabet arrived at the Thibetian town of Lha-Ssa, where, under the protection of the local authorities, they remained unmolested for several weeks; but their presence excited the jealousy of Ki-Chan, the deputy of the Emperor of China, and at his instigation the nomekhan of Lha-Ssa ordered them to quit. They ultimately settled at Macao in 1846, and there compiled the narrative from which we have been quoting.

PICTURES.

I.

From the National Era.

LIGHT, warmth, and sprouting greenness, and o'er all
Blue, stainless, steel-bright ether, raining down
Tranquillity upon the deep-hushed town,
The freshening meadows, and the hill-sides brown;
Voice of the west wind from the hills of pine,
And the brimmed river from its distant fall,
Low hum of bees, and joyous interlude
Of bird-songs in the streamlet-skirting wood-
Heralds and prophecies of sound and sight,
Blessed forerunners of the warmth and light,
Attendant angels to the house of prayer,

With reverent footsteps keeping pace with mine-
Once more, through God's great love, with you I

share

A morn of resurrection sweet and fair

As that which saw, of old, in Palestine,
Immortal Love uprising in fresh bloom,
From the dark night and winter of the tomb !
Fifth month 2d, 1852.

II.

WHITE with its sun-bleached dust the pathway winds
Before me; dust is on the shrunken grass,
And on the trees beneath whose boughs I pass;
Frail screen against the Hunter of the sky,
Who, glaring on me with his lidless eye,

While mounting with his dog-star high and
higher,

Ambushed in light intolerable, unbinds

The burnished quiver of his shafts of fire.

Between me and the hot fields of his South
A tremulous glow, as from a furnace mouth,
Glimmers and swims before my dazzled sight,
As if the burning arrows of his ire
Broke as they fell, and shattered into light!
Yet on my cheek I feel the Western wind,
And hear it telling to the orchard trees,
And to the faint and flower-forsaken bees,
Tales of fair meadows, green with constant streams,
And mountains rising blue and cool behind,

Where in moist dells the purple orchis gleams,
And starred with white the virgin's bower is twined.
So the o'erwearied pilgrim, as he fares

Along life's summer waste, at times is fanned,
Even at noontide, by the cool, sweet airs
Of a serener and a holier land,

Fresh as the morn, and as the dewfall bland.
Breath of the blessed Heaven for which we pray,
Blow from the eternal hills !-make glad our earthly
way!
J. G. W.
Eighth month, 1852.

THE loyal elegy which the heroic Marquis of Montrose wrote with the point of his sword, in honor of his master's memory, cannot be too often transcribed :Great! Good! and Just! Could I but rate My griefs, and thy too rigid fate, I'd weep the world to such a strain As it should deluge once again;

But since the loud-tongued blood demands sup-
plies,

More from Briareus' hands than Argus eyes,
I'll sing thy obsequies with trumpet sounds,
And write thy epitaph with blood and wounds.

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WE may congratulate Mr. Hildreth on the successful completion of an important enterprise. He has accomplished his task with singular fidelity to the conception with which it was commenced. Few authors have ever adhered so strictly to the original plan of a voluminous work. Mr. Hildreth undertook to present a rigid narrative of events from the earliest developments of American history, until a period not far remote from our own times. Abstaining from philosophical analysis and generalization, and from the embellishments of rhetoric and poetry, he has aimed to give a coherent and accurate representation of facts. If this is not the highest sphere of historical composition, it still holds an honorable and conspicuous place in that department of literary effort. The service which Mr. Hildreth has thus rendered to the history of his country is of no ordinary character. To have performed it well, is no mean praise. He has thereby earned a genuine title to distinction. His work will form the primary manual for the intelligent student in this branch. As a key to American history, its use cannot be dispensed with. It will be referred to as a standard authority by the statesman and the politician. Every one should read it before the perusal of more elaborate works on the same subject. If, in its prevailing tone, it has somewhat of the dryness of a geometrical demonstration, it has also its clearness and accuracy and unmistakable point. The fascination of a romance, it certainly cannot claim; but no one can deny it the compactness and precision of a legal digest.

The volume before us comprises the period between the meeting of the Tenth Congress in 1807, and the close of the Sixteenth Congress in 1821one of the most eventful portions of the history of the United States. The British Orders in Council, the Embargo, the War of 1812, the Hartford Convention, the Financial Embarrassments, the Missouri Question, and the Commencement of a New Era, are amongst the topics to which the volume is devoted. The author relates the facts in the case, with but little collateral discussion, and though not without strong political predilections, with prevailing fairness and impartiality.

In this volume, as in the preceding volumes, the narrative is occasionally relieved by portraitures of public characters, most of which betray more acuteness of thought than beauty of delineation. The following sketch of Jefferson may be taken as an instance:

THOMAS JEFFERSON.

With the close of the Tenth Congress closed, also, Jefferson's administration. Indeed, he seemed inclined, in his private correspondence, to throw upon the incoming cabinet, to which, no doubt, it entirely belonged, the responsibility of the recent enactments. As the retiring president came into office, so he now left it, with a character very differently estimated by the two great political parties into which the nation was divided. Party animosity, indeed, so far from having been extinguished under his rule, as he had fondly anticipated, had broken out, especially of late, with new fury.

Judging, as the superficial mass of mankind always do, more by professions than by practice, by words than by deeds, the great body of the Democratic party

continued to look up to the retiring president, and all the active party leaders, whatever might be their private opinions, to seek to recommend themselves to party favor and confidence by extolling him-a practice continued by a large class of political demagogues, as well as by many sincere admirers, to this day-as the very personification of republican wisdom and virtue; entitled by his simplicity, his straightforward truth, his clear and candid judgment, no less than by his disinterested and earnest devotion to the rights of man, to implicit confidence; a confidence more that of religious devotees in some favorite saint, than the limited and guarded trust, which alone, according to republican maxims, ought ever to be placed in any political leader. Such, indeed, were the reverential sentiments, very generally expressed, not only in the Democratic newspapers, but in legislative resolutions, on the occasion of Jefferson's retirement from office. The Federalists, on the other hand, together with a certain number of once leading republicans, did not hesitate to denounce the ex-president as an accom plished political Jesuit, wonderfully adroit to ascend the ladder of democratical power, but whose narrow policy and visionary imagination, the policy of an inland planter, the imagination of a pedant, disqualified ful conduct of affairs, the base arts, the flattering of him from redeeming, as sometimes happens, by skil passions and stimulating of prejudices, by which he had risen to power.

Many previous acts of his administration, but especially the whole history of the Embargo, were quoted to prove him a hypocrite and base deceiver: totally forgetting, in practice, all his professed regard for the wisdom of the people; all his pretended reverence for public opinion; all his reiterated objections to stretches of executive authority; all his violentlyurged attachment to a strict construction of the Federal constitution; all his anxiety that the general government should not trespass on the reserved rights of the States; all his objections in general, carried often to right of men to exercise their own judgment in the extremes, against legislative interference with the management of their own personal affairs.

Yet

Nothing, indeed, could have been less in accordance with Jefferson's political theories than to have thrust upon the country one of the most momentous measures which it was possible to adopt, involving the very livelihood of tens of thousands, without warning, without discussion, without the least opportunity to have the public opinion upon it; employing for that purpose a servile Congress, driven to act hastily in the dark, with no other guide or motive beyond implicit trust in the wisdom of the executive-and such a measure the Embargo, the most remarkable act of Jefferson's administration, unquestionably was. it would be most rash and unjust to charge him or any man with political hypocrisy merely because, when in power, he did not act up to the doctrines which he preached in opposition. It is not in the nature of enthusiasm to hesitate or to doubt; and that very enthusiasm, though it had liberty and equality for its object, with which Jefferson was so strongly imbued, pushed him on, however he might theorize about the equal right of all to be consulted, to the realization of his own ideas with very little regard for opposing opinions. With all his attachment to theoretical equality, he was still one of those born to command, at least to control; brooking no authority but his own; and not easily admitting of opposition or contradiction, which he always ascribed to the worst of motives. In the feeling that he sought not selfish ends, but the good of the community, he found, like so many other zealous men, sanction for his plans, justification of his means, and excuse for disregarding the complaints and even the rights of individuals.

Yet, whatever defects of personal character, whatever amount of human weakness we may ascribe to Jefferson; however low we may rate him as a practi

cal statesman; however deficient we may think him | increased to nine pieces, was the key of his position, even in manliness and truth; however we may charge and Colonel James Millar was ordered to storm it. him with having failed to act in accordance with his While the other regiments engaged the enemy in own professed principles; there remains behind, after front, leading his battalion, partially covered by the all, this undeniable fact he was-rarity, indeed, fence of a church-yard, silently up the hill, Millar among men of affairs-rarity, indeed, among pro- pushed the artillerists from their guns at point of the fessed democratical leaders-a sincere and enthusi- bayonet. Soon supported by the 23d regiment, astic believer in the rights of humanity. And, as in which, though recoiling at first from the enemy's fire, so many other like cases, this faith on his part will Ripley had rallied and led up to the charge, after a ever suffice to cover, as with the mantle of charity, a severe but short struggle, the British infantry was multitude of sins; nor will there ever be wanting a driven back, the guns remaining in Ripley's hands. host of worshippers-living ideas being of vastly more His whole brigade was now drawn up on the hill, consequence to posterity than dead actions passed and supported on the right by Porter's volunteers, and gone to mythicize him into a political saint, canon- presently joined by Jessup, who, in gradually making ized by throbbing wishes for themselves, and exalted, his way from the enemy's rear, had just encountered by a passionate imagination, far above the heads of and routed a British battalion. contemporary men, who, if they labored, suffered, and accomplished more for that generation, yet loved and trusted universal humanity less.

The British, reinforced by Drummond's arrival, presently rallied, and advanced in the darkness to recover their guns; but they soon recoiled again before the terrible fire of those who held the hill. In

As a specimen of Mr. Hildreth's descriptive style, about half an hour they advanced again; but, after

we extract his account of

THE BATTLE OF BRIDGEWATER

and the monotonous roar of the great waterfall, moaning, as it were, over this fatal scene of fraternal strife and military glory. The men, utterly exhausted, were almost perishing with thirst. All the regimental officers were severely wounded; also Brown and Scott, who now retired from the field. After

a short though severe conflict, during which Scott took them in flank with the remnants of his brigade, After a three weeks' occupation at Queenstown, driven back. Rallying again with desperate energy, formed now into a single battalion, they were again having heard how things stood at the other end of the a third and more obstinate attack was made, a perfect lake, Brown again fell back behind the Chippewa, blaze of fire being kept up for half an hour, and the there to prepare, so he said, for the wild project of a soldiers in many places crossing bayonets; but still forced march upon Burlington Heights. But the very the Americans held the hill, replenishing their ammunext day the alarming news came that General Drum-nition from the cartridge boxes of their fallen enemond, with large reinforcements from York, had ar- mies. rived at Fort George, and that a strong force had crossed at Queenstown, destined against Brown's for the third time, a profound silence ensued, interIt was now midnight. The British having retired magazine at Schlosser-the very movement which Rip-rupted only by the groans of the wounded and dying, ley had all along foreseen. As his only means of defending those magazines, and in hopes to draw back the enemy, who was supposed to have crossed with his main force, Brown directed an advance on Queens town. He had already been deserted by his Indians, and his effective force was reduced now to less than 3,000 men. Scott led this reädvance upon Queens-waiting half an hour, with no renewal of attack, town with his own brigade and Towson's artillery, Ripley, who had been left in command, gave orders about 1,000 men; but he had not proceeded above a to collect the wounded men, and to withdraw to the mile from the Chippewa, when, about sunset, at camp. Vastly to Brown's vexation, the want of Bridgewater, directly adjacent to the Falls of Niagara, horses and the exhausted state of the men made it imhe unexpectedly encountered the enemy. A wood concealed them from view, and Scott knew not their when the officer was sent back for that purpose, it possible to bring off the captured artillery, and, numbers. It was, in fact, Riall with his whole army, was found that the enemy had reoccupied the hill. which had followed close in Brown's rear, with intent Excessively mortified, Brown ordered Ripley to march to attack him the next morning, and which now oc- the next morning to recover the cannon. But not cupied a commanding height, crowned with a park of more than 1,600 men could be mustered, and those seven pieces. Major Jessup, who commanded one of stiff from yesterday's exertions; and Brown was at Scott's regiments, being detached to gain and turn the last induced, by Ripley's remonstrances, to recall his enemy's left, the rest of the brigade passed the wood orders. Ripley, left again in command by Brown's and deployed, when they fell under a terrible fire retirement to be cured of his wounds, destroyed the from the enemy's artillery, placed too high for Tow-bridge over the Chippewa, and a part of his stores, son's guns to take much effect upon them. Thus exposed for an hour or more, the ranks of the regiments were broken, and their numbers greatly thinned; near a third of the men had fallen; but the enemy did not charge, and Scott still held on, hoping to be relieved by Brown.

and retired to a point opposite Black Rock, whence he sent the wounded to Buffalo, whither Brown had himself gone. According to the official reports, there had been killed and wounded on the American side 743 men, on the British 878.

JAMES MADISON.

Jessup meanwhile, encountering nothing but CanaThe judgment of history, according to Mr. Hildian militia, who fled before him, had gained and turned the enemy's rear, where he succeeded in mak-dreth, rejects the pretensions of Madison to the character of a consistent statesman. ing many prisoners, among them General Riall himself, retiring wounded from the front; also an aid-decamp of Drummond's sent forward to communicate with Riall, from whom Jessup learned that Drummond, with most of the forces from York, was close behind, advancing to Riall's support. The British general was secured and sent to the American camp; most of the other prisoners escaped, but not until they had been disarmed.

It being now quite dark, and the fire greatly slackened, Brown came up, with Ripley's brigade, which was ordered to interpose itself between Scott and the enemy. It was seen, in the course of this movement, that the British park of artillery, now

The political character of the retiring president sprang, naturally enough, from his intellectual temperament and personal and party relations. Phlegmatic in his constitution, moderate in all his feelings and passions, he possessed remarkable acuteness, and ingenuity sufficient to invest with the most persuasive plausibility whichsoever side of a question he espoused. But he wanted the decision, the energy, the commanding firmness necessary in a leader. rhetorician than a ruler, he was made only for second places, and therefore never was but second, even

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when he seemed to be first. A Federalist from natural hitherto presented a picture equally minute of the largeness of views, he became a Jeffersonian republi- peculiarities of life within the Arctic circle. can because that became the predominating policy of Virginia. A peace man in his heart and judgment, he became a war man to secure his reelection to the presidency, and because that seemed to be the prevailing bias of the republican party. Having been, in the course of a long career, on both sides of almost every political question, he made friends among all parties, anxious to avail themselves, whenever they could, of his able support; escaping, thereby, much of that searching criticism, so freely applied, with the unmitigated severity of party hatred, to his more decided and consistent compatriots and rivals.

Those ultra-federal democrats, who rose, by his compliance, upon the ruins of the old republican party, subscription to and applause of whose headlong folly in plunging the country into the war with England became, for so many years, the absolute test of political orthodoxy, found it their policy to drop a pious veil over the convenient weaknesses of a man, who, in consenting, against his own better judgment, to become, in their hands, a firebrand of war, was guilty of the greatest political wrong and crime which it is possible for the head of a nation to commit. Could they even fail to load with applause one whose federalism served as an excuse for theirs?

Let us, however, do Madison the justice to add, that, as he was among the first, so he was, all things considered, by far the ablest and most amiable of that large class of our national statesmen, become of late almost the only class, who, instead of devotion to the carrying out of any favorite idea or measure of their own, put up their talents, like mercenary lawyers, as too many of them are, to be sold to the highest bidder; espousing, on every question, that side which, for the moment, seems to offer the surest road to applause and promotion.

From the Examiner.

Dr. Sutherland was qualified to write as a medical man, observant beyond the average gift of his fraternity, and with a taste for observation of the most enlightened kind. Interest in natural history, and more especially in one of its most neglected branches, meteorology, has enabled the writer to give a great charm as well as a great value to his book. Among other matter, for example, it contains a meteorological journal, recording for every day spent within the Arctic circle the mean of eight readings of the Aneroid barometer, the reading of the barometer in the shade every three hours, and the mean daily temperature; the direction of the winds and their estimated force, together with the daily character of the weather, and of course also the position of the ship. There is, likewise, a register of tides kept in Assistance Harbor, Barrow's Straits, and there are reports in the appendix by competent naturalists on the specimens brought home in illustration of the botany, zoology, and geology of places visited.

In the course of the volume the writer's taste for natural history displays itself in the most agreeable form. Dr. Sutherland is not a man who would have shot the albatross.

The Arctic fox is often seen on the ice at a consid

erable distance from the land. I recollect seeing a poor creature adrift on a detached stream of ice in side to side of the stream, appearing to be quite alive latitude sixty-eight degrees. He was running from to the dangers of his situation, but he never attempted

to take the water.

time, was moored to a grounded iceberg, and as the The ship, in which I was at the stream came down against it, and was divided by it, I had an opportunity of throwing pieces of whale's krang on the ice, as it passed close by the ship's stern, and I saw the fox devouring a hearty meal, as Journal of a Voyage in Baffin's Bay and Barrow's soon as he had discovered them. It was very gratifyStraits in the Years 1850-51, performed by Hing to me to think that my curiosity had led to some mitigation of the sufferings even of a poor fox. M.'s Ships Lady Franklin and Sophia, under the command of Mr. William Penny, in Search of the Missing Crews of H. M.'s Ships Erebus and Terror; with a Narrative of Sledge Excursions on the Ice of Wellington Channel; and Observations on the Natural History and Physical Features of the Countries and Frozen Seas visited. By PETER C. SUTHERLAND, M.D., M.R.C.S.E. Surgeon to the Expedition. Two vols., with Maps, Plates, and Wood Engravings. Longman and Co.

THESE are two volumes upon Arctic regions, one of five hundred and the other of six hundred pages in extent, making a work much longer than the writer had designed in the first instance, not on account of any taste for bookmaking, or any verbosity of style, but out of genuine abundance in the matter to be told. Excellent books abound now on the Arctic regions, and it might be thought that there is little left to tell of life near the North Pole with which the public is not perfectly familiar-especially little, one might say, for an observer who has no skill as a literary artist, and generally fails when he attempts, as he does not often attempt, to put his feelings upon paper. The truth, however, is, that by using his eyes well, and seeing everything, and telling all he sees without any struggle to make it lively or interesting by the force of pen, Dr. Sutherland has made his entire book so lively and so interesting by the force of truth, that we doubt whether any single work has

These volumes acquire additional interest from the fact that the voyage which they describe is one of those which has of late years interested the world most, as the most successful of the searching expeditions that have been despatched in hope of sending rescue to our missing countrymen. The voyage of Captain Penny, or Mr. Penny, if we must not promote too high the master of a whaler, and the blue book that has arisen out of the collisions in opinion between Mr. Penny and Captain Austin, the genuine captain of her majesty's service, are still fresh; if anything that has got into a blue book can thereafter remain fresh in the public memory. The public has a strong opinion also that it is very much in debt to Mr. Penny. The public is disposed to think that his discoveries on Beachey Island, his exploration of Wellington Channel, and his longing look up the Queen's Channel over open water, have something in them that might have been fruitful of the best results, if her majesty's government, or her majesty's orthodox officers, could have been content to let such an unorthodox fellow as a whaling master keep the lead that he had taken. Having some notions of this kind the public will receive with interest a full and particular account of Captain or Mr. Penny's voyage, including his own journal of his sledging expedition, and the reports by Dr. Stewart, Mr. Goodsir, and Dr. Sutherland, of the expeditions from the ship in which they severally were concerned.

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