THE DAILY EVEMKG TELEGRAM Willi ADEM'HIA, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 7, 1807. THE DICKEiVS fURORE. CHARLES DICKENS AND TUE N. Y. UhllALV. TbebI Is a wide difference between Just criti cism ami au exhibition of malice, and It too fro ouently barpeus that m on ' Pul forlh undcr the assumption- of, thb oher. It may be par-' feclly proper aod .in pood taste for many Americans to treat Mr. Dickens with that respect, but tot enthusiasm, whirh his great talents merit; but wbeh the attack", cornea from one who Is stingtng.undcr the caustic pen ot the uUOTOf "Martin Cbuzzlewit," taste Is very questionable. The persistent attacks on Mr. Pickens Indulged. In by James Gordon Bennett form a noted contrast to the toadyism shown him by that gentleman when he was here lait. The question Is natural, why the virtuous indig nation of the New York Uerxld against Dickens BOW and its fawning then The result Is found In the disgust evinced by Mr. Dickens for Mr. Bennett, and not concealed by Llm when he returned to Eoalaud. To show how tha potprloua James Gordon now seeks to reply to the criticism expended upon him, we quote the following letter by his special correspondent, who Is following Mr. Dickens from post ito post:- ... I Boston, Nov. 30 All the Dickens excitement Is confined to one class of persons a clans hoidb tlmea UHeful, pt-rhnpa, but never popular. Tbeso monopolists ot theurore are the speculators in ticket those Jews of amusement wlio live ou tbe edge of everybody's pleasure without ever bavin" their souls aoitened by taking a little themselves, and who are equallv ready to make their game out of the notoriety of the great, lampooner, or out of the popular hunger and thirttt for the exquisite notes or some marvel lous prima donua. As thero are to be but four "readings" here, and as th,e charao lor tickets was put very low. all these were readily sold out. Some, But apparently not many, were bought to Sell, nearly the whole number falling from the first Into the hands of bona fide pur chasers solid men of Boston, who wish to treat their wives and very respeot able families to a sight of the only foreigner who ever appreciated Boston, admired Host on, and flattered and praised Boston In beautiful print; more than thai even to a sight of the man who praised Boston and the .Boston people on those very pages ou which he ridiculed aud vilified all the rest of the .country. Here Is distinction that does not oome oltetr.' Surely the prlvilego of Bitting and- gnzlng on that man for two hours must be well worth ilo Bny. Boston Ian pos sessing a particle of sectional pride; aud where is the solid man of Boston who is wanting in that particular article of Intellectual furni ture ? But let the Boston lans take care. They may not know what is coming. The thing that is coming may be very like the following extract from Mr. Dickens' novel of " Martin (Jhuz elewlt." Of course the man who writes thus must he himself the purest of the pure In every possible respect, and must come from aoountry whose people, even the dullest, always talk like the fellows in CoDgreve's comedies; who are not mercenary, ana never discuss inouev; and the most depraved of whom never says anyibiug worse than is to be found la Spurgeon's sermons.- Imagine such au authority telling Bos ton that ltreaarilt. '-honor aud fair dealing" as "worthless baifost." Wouldn't Boston be cut np and put down at tbat T Or- Jmagne Bostonfans reading future vol u Does .of DIckeDs tQfind their dinner parties described in such words as tnese, which occur in Chapter XI. "American Notes:" I never In my We did see such listless, heavy dull ness as brooded over lliose meals; tbe very rcollec lion out we'gbtma dowmand. makes me lor tho mo ment WrbUhed. - , Healthy -cheerfulness and Rood spirits forrfclng a part of ibe banquet, I could soak my ctumb Id ttie rouuialQ with Le Mage's strolling players, and revel In lblr glad enjoyment;, biitnliliig down wIid.ko many lellow-aulmaH to war off tblrt and. burigrr as a businesv-lo empty eaub crwalure bis Yahoo's trough as quickly ai be can, and then slink sulieilyaway to have those social sacra-' tuentn stripped of everything hut the mere greedy tallHraction of tbe natural cravings, goes so'bkaIuhI tbe grain with me tbat 1 seriously believe the rw-ol-lectlon of tbeoe luneral feaats will be a waking-nightmare to me all my lU'e. Uow would Boston like that for the great au thor's account of a lively dinner party 1 or this for any other sort of gathering of, Its Wits and philosopher? . . . Nothing oould have made bead atralnst the deoress Ing Influence of vbe gentral body. There was a mag- nellsm of dullncu In tnem wi.lch woul4 have beaten down tbe most facetious companion tbat the earib ever k dpw. A J.st would bave been a crime, and a smile would bave laded Into a grinning borrdr. Nm;h deadly, leaden people; rtucb systematic, uioddiug, weary. Insupportable heaviness; such a mass of ani mated Indigestion in respect of all that was genial, jovial, frank, social, or hearty, never, sure, was brought together elftewbere since tbe world began. There are ridiculous, dull, absurd, and outra geous people In the United States, as there are In all other States. Mr. Dickens makes his Bketohca of these characters, and then, printing them in England, puts them forth aud cii-cu-dates them as veritable pictures of the whole people, ueciarinK mat me nanus anu trans ue fioiSs at are national. He sketches lu Eugland hlspoorhouse people, and all Englishmen not associated in the management of poorhouses laugh at or bate those people. He does the same or English model bourdinx schools, or for the Snglish Chancery Court He appeals to the Whole peoplifagainst the abuses, weakue9S, aud Vanities oia class, and tbe satire Is healthy and toerbaps effective; but he picks out our ridicu lous people and does not satirize them as what ILey are, but holds them up to tbe world as the type and Images of. the whole people. Paw kins, lu Martin ChitvlElewit, Is not ridiculous as a boarding-house keeper, but as an American. . Diner is not mean as a rogue who might be found anywhere, but as a rogue who oau be found only In this country. TheNorrises are not satirized as pretenders, aiid people who want to be thought a great deal better than they nre, but as Americans. In thus putting a whole people In the ptUury for the sins of certain peTsoon; in laughing at the nation rollectively belsauffe- he found In It many Prtinders. many wretuues, muolj isruorance and blatant self-assertion lu doing tula Mr. Dickens has stimulated national Jealousies and dislikes, and has ministerel so far as he was able to keeping alive the hatreds and bitter nesses tbat part two great peoples, speaking the same language. In dolug this Mr. Dickeus has done more evil than he will ever balance with good1, though he live to write a thousand volumes t crammed full of sentimental hu manity. Home W tbe tickets for the readings, m I have said, hut apparently not a large number, fell Into the bauds of the speculators Tney were nearly all sold by these Xhrlfty fellows at an advance of fifty cents per ticket. Thlsdldnot indicate a tremendous jwitement. Th ad vance on the price of tickets may mark either the increasing excitement, f?d desire to see the great man, or the small numoer of tickets that remain in the hands of driers.., Tiokats have risen In price apparently Just in proportion as they have become scarce; though the ticket dealers make some exerton to work up a mania over vhe anj n)g readings. So far they have had small sucoess. They bave pro mised themselves lo carry the prToe of single eats to bnt to-day I bought a seat for Mon day night for 17, audaeai, for subsequent nights lor much less. , . . . It may seem odd that there is not great cltement over the noveiut here, whatever there may prove to be elsewhere, particularly in vie w ol the linowu Bostonlan ieudUey to idollae all literary men who are so i high UJ ia'ihe wo'ld that there can he do quest Ion of ri,lrv Ztenyy between them and the Boston eurta H"i heard the other day a hint on this njwt f ' a gentleman who Is In sympathy wtu vu ui i iiiuii run lire anu luienect nmt hers-, bv which 1 i not mean the intellect vwi. runs to seed In Ihe maganlnes. His hlix. t,,ni.liM on the natlt.nal seul lments the real Ptttriollsrn of what is bst in the city s jclety-r-.i i, a rfinniiiirunce that Is kept of Mr. Dickens' thoughts and expressions astiusl us With such a record behind him of expressions on the gre -t evil or ine umi'm.u scarcely II nd minuvi u " 'u her thai when ' n t iros n wi ii.u Ksltiies were ulvrtii oihe unliolders ol i litt iu dilution tha' I'ud meiind lo hlin to tlnotur. thu whole people with a moral diaeae. Iler there 1 a stateiua'hi jiye'Wt to under mine any cordiulity in Ihe rec.ption of Mr, Dickeus. l)V Itilbiug lorat -preiuuice uu'uiu- Tiliu. Wo will doubtlets tt-e the sume plau fcl lowed out In detail during all the future move mi nts of tho distinguished novelist. But edito rially a general and sweeping attack Is made, as an article In the Zlcratd of Dec. 4 will show: Newman Hail Is a divine, while the chief boast ol Charles Dickens Is that ho Is "humau." Both the divine and tho "human," however, have eome to America for the same purpose not for Almighty Uod, but for the almlirhty dollar. Their object Is the same, but they are following d i Here nt, roads to reaoh It. Charles Dickens announoea his arrival In Boston by a., new edition of bis "American Notes" Ills letters ol introduction are his crillchmson American society; Heveral speci mens of them wereglven in the sprightly letter ot onr Boston correspondent which we pub lished yestenlHy. He could not have brought belter recommendations than thexe criticism, been u we they are true' as well as sharp, and becnuee the American people like to be criti cized and to return tno compliment. It is true tbat some Americans do spit. They Fplt in a way that nNtonlshes, if not the natives, every foreigner. Mr. Dickens discovered and recorded this fnct twenty-live years ago. It is td be hoped (baton renewing his investigations, he will ascertain precisely how far and how ac curately they spU at present. The world will be happy to learn whether Amerloan splttera aim at tbe 'fireplace, the window paue, oT the spittoon, and which of the three they bit. It is true, 'moreover, tbat some Americans have a kt en appreciation of the value of dollars, wi el her In gold' or In greenbacks. If Dlokens were a disinterested witness, and had not been tempted across the ocean by the very same pe cuniary motives for which he censures Ameri cans, we should be glad to listen again to his testimony ati'alnst Inordinate love of filthy lucre. To be sure, If be were to read the items profusely scattered without comment la Ameri can newepspers, as H occasions for them were too frequent and common to require comment, and chronicling contributions by sicgle private individuals, of sums from ten thousand doll irs loflve hundred thousand to various charities, be might discover this other laol that au American may know bow to spend aud give awny dollars es well as to earn them. Ameri cans can, therefore, afford to be crltloizad by Mr. Dlc-ktns and by other foreigners who as you might Imagine, to hear them talk co ne to this country with a mhllme Indifference as to whether they "make anyt hing" out of it or not. It is aUo true tbat a dull dinner party is no livelier in America than In Europe, and tbat if Mr. Dickens chooses "to feed silently with fellow-animals, each of whom empties bis Yahoo's trough as quickly as he can, and then slluka sullenly away" (there elegant expressions ane -pretty nearly his own), ne cannot expect to enjoy such a "funeral feast" here any more than be would enjoy it at home. We would not bave our critic spare tbe rod when be finds here or elsewhere "creatures who strip these social sacraments of everything but the mere greedy satisfaction of the natural cravings." But if he catches himself "sitting down with so many fellow-animals to ward off t Airs t and hunger as business," why, it's no business of ours. Only we warn him that he will disappoint everybody If, in his new "American Notes," he does not more vigorously than ever "pitch into" the siupld hosts whoHe invitations he may accept. The truth is tbat Americans are no longer so thin-skinned as they used to be. They have become so accustomed to foreign abuse and mis representation, .and they, have so much else to think of, that they scarcely heed any attacks which are not far more pungent than those of tourists like Person Fiddler and Mrs. Troll ope. Mr. Dickens himself must season his next dish of criticisms more highly than the first if be wishes to have his American readers relish it. Give us more curry and cayenne pepper, Mr, Dickens, if yon would whet our apnetite for what we have learned to like. Now that we can give as well as take, and do not hesitate to return a Roland for an Oliver, we smack our lips over such spicy criticisms as Mr. Dlokens dishes np for us, and we ask for more, like Oliver Twist. Dickens, whip in hand, is gallop, ing along the right road to his goal. The cause of the antipathy on the part of James Gordon Bennett is easily detected. We will republish, without drawing inferences or pointing out the character portrayed, that por tion of "Martin Chuzzlewit" which rclers to Mr. , Dickens' visit to New York city. Let it explain for itself the reason why the Herald to-day de nounces the novelist. Some trifling excilement. prevailed upon the very brink aud margin of the land of liberty, for an alderman bad been elected the day before, and Party Fcthngnaturallyrunningrather hleh on such an excitins occasion, the friends of the dit-appointed candfdate had lound it necessary to assert the great pi iticiples of Purity of Elec tion and Freedom 'of Opinion by breaking a tew Ices and arms, and furthermore pur suing one obnoxious gentleman through the streets with the design ot slitting his note. These good-humored little 'outbursts of the popular" fancy were not in them selves sufficiently rcmarkaole to ereate any great stir, after the lapse of a whole night; but they found fresh life and notoriety in the brea'.h ot the newsboys, who notonly proclaimed them with shrill yells in all the highways and by ways ol tbe town, upon the wharves andamoug the Fhippintr, but on tbe deck and down in tbe cabins of the steamboat, which, -before she touched the shore, was boarded and overrun by a let; ion ol these voung citizens. "Here's tnis moiinng's New York: sower I" cried one. "Here's this morning's New York Mabber! Here's the New Yorsr Family Spy! Here's the New York Private Listener I Here's tbe New York Peeper! Here's the New York Houderer! Here's the New York Keyhole Ke- pcrterl Heie's tbe New York Rowdy Journal I Here's all the New York papers I . Here's full particulars of the patriotic locofoco movement jesttrdsiy, In which the Whig was so cuawed up; and tbe last Alabama gouging case; and tbe Interesting Arkansas dooel with Bowie-knives; and all the Polirical, Commercial, and Fasuion able Newel Here they are! Hero ihey arel nere-STue pipers, nere s ine papers i" Here's tne sewer 1" cried another. "Here's the New York Sewer! Here's some of the twelltb thousand of to-day's Sewer, with the bcFt accounts of the markets, and all tbe ship ping news, and lour whole columns ot country correspondence, and a full account of the Ball at Mrs. White's last nicrht, where all the beauty nnu fashion of New York was assembled, with the Sewer's own particulars of the private lives of all the ladles that were theiel Here's the Sewer I Here's some of the tweltth thousaod of the New York Sewer I Here's the 8wer's ex posure ot the Wall Sneet Gane, and the Sower's exposure of the Washington Gang, and ihe Sewers exclusive account or a nagrtutt act ot dishonesty committrd by the Secretary of State when be was eieht jeursold; now communi cated, at a great expense, by bis own nurse. Here's the Sewer I Here's tne New iorg sewer, in its twelfth thousand, with a whole column of New Yorkers to he shown up, and all their names printed! Heie's the Sewer's article nnon the -I nripp that tried him. day afore yester day, lor libel, and the Sewer's tribute to tho independent Jury that didn't convict hi-u, and ihe Sower's account of what tney mlgnt nave expected if thev had ! Here's the Sewer, here's the oewer. Here's me wiuc-wR.e wtoi always on Ihe look-out; the leading Journal of tie United Slates, now in its tweltth thousaud, and Hill a printing otr-uere's tue ew tors Sewer " ..... "It is in such enlightened metns,-" oald a toice, almost in Martin's ear. "that the bubbling pactions of my country find a vent." "Mflnin turned Involuntarily, and saw, staudlng clopf t bts sidi, a sallow gentleman with sunken chetks, black hair, and sina I twink ling eyes, and aBinrrularexjiremon novtrmg auout inat retion of his face, uihioh was not a frown, nor a leer, and iei might hove been mistaken at trie first glt.rtce for eithtr. Indeed, it would have been dillicult, on a much closer acquaintance to de scribe It In any more satl-iuctory terms than ai a mixed expression of vulgar cunning ani con lhis gentleman wore a rather broad hmmed hat for tbe greater wifdom of "his up fB'auce, and had nls arms folded for the greatt twpimsivenofg of bis attitude. He ."'"hat Kkabbily dressed in a blue sur ?rV,?r. f''"neHvy hs ankles, short loo-e ?hdT.t M, "me '""or. ftwufadrt burf trill ie jJmT hch discolored shirt trill ptrupeled to wrtt 1(a..if ii imMcn hs ari tn.p an' qnr,l,?0 l Ste with 'tl.e otl crport'onsol hi ore.? Xiniii r a rleclara. on o. iudependened C'own accoun t His lef t, which were ot unusuuu, tttrlre DrODor tioim. were ItisiiKly crossed bi-toi.. i,.... ... i. half leaned st-'Hiiut, half at upon th steam boat's side; aud Lu thick cane, shod wim a miebty ferule at one end and armed with a preatmctsl knob at the othcY, depended from a line and tafel Irom his wrist. Thus attired, and thus coniDoso.i into an apeet ol great pro fundity, the eebtleman twitched up the right hnd comer ot h' mouth and his right eye fciiniiltaneoufl.T, and said, once more: "It Is in furh enlightened means, that the bubbling passions of my country Bbd a vent.' AJie l oked at Martin, and nobody elss was by. Mar. in inclined his head, and said: "You allude to " ' 'To tbe Palladium of rational LlbTtr at hrme, fir. and the rireai of Koreizn oppression abroad," returned the eentleman, as he pointed with bis cane to an nncojimonly dirty news-boy with one eje. "To the Kuvy of the world, sir, aftrt tho leaders ol Human Civilization. Let mi ak jon, sir." be added, brincing the ferule of bis slick heavily upcu the deck with tbe sir of aman who must not be equivocated with; "how do yon like mv Couuiry ?" : "I am'hardly prepare I to answer that ques tion jet," said' Jlurun," seeing that I havo not been sshore." "Well, 1 should suspect thot you were not prepared, 'r," t aid tbe gentleman, "to beholi sucn fibus ol National Prosperity as lboe?" He pointed to the vet-sels lying at the wharves; and then eve a vague flouruh with his stick, as if he would include the air and water, generally, in bis remark. - - "Really," said Martin, "I don't know.'1 Yes. I think 1 was." Tbe gentleman glanced at him with a know Irg lock, and bBjd he liked bis policy. It was natural, be said, and it plrased him as a philosopher to observe the prejudices of human nature, . ' 'You have brouehl, I see, sir," he said, turn ing round towards Martin, aud resting his chin on the top ot bis s'ick, '-the usual amount ol misery and poverty, and Itrnorauce and crime, to be located in the bosom ot tbe Great Repub lic. Well, sir! let 'em come on in shiploads from tbe old couoliy: when ve-sels are about to founder, Ihe rats are said to leave 'em. There Is considerable of truth, I Bnd, In that remarit." "The old f bip will keep afloat a year or two lonperyer, perhaps," said Martin, with a smile, partly occasioned by what the gentleman said, and partly by h's manner of saying it, which was odd enoueh; for he emphasized all the small words and syllables In his discourse, and leit the others to take care 'of themselves; as if he thought the- larger parts of speech could be truhted alone, but the little ones required to be constantly looked alter. "Hope Is said by tbe poet, air," observed tho gentleman, "to be the nure of Young Desire." Martin sicnifJed tl at he bad heard of the car dinal virme in question serving occasionally in that domestic capacity. "She will not rear her infant in the preseut instance, sir, you'll nnd," observed the gentle man. "Time will show," said Martin. The gentleman nodded his head gravely; aud eaid, What is your name, sir?" Martin told him. "How old are vou, sir?" Martin told him. "WLat's jour profesfcion, sir?" Martin told him that, also. "What U your destination, sir ?" inquired the geLtleman. "Keally," said Martin, laughing, "I can't satisfy you in tbat particular, tor I don't know it myself." "Yes ?" said the eentleman. ''No,"sa d Martin. The gentleman adiusted his'cane under his left arm, and took a more deliberate and comolete survey of Martin than he had yet bad leisure to make. When he had completed his inspection, he put out his right band, shook Martin's hand, and said: "Nyname Is Colonel Diver, sir. V am the Edit r ot the New York Rowdy Journal." Martin received the communication with that degree oi respect which an announcement so; distineruit-hed appeared to demaud. . i "Tbe New York Kowdy Journal, sir," resumed tbe colonel, "in, I i-xpect you know, theoran of our aristocracy lu this city." "Oh, there is an aristocracy here, tbon !" eaid MMrtin. "Of what is it composed ?" "Of intelligence, sir," replied the colonel, "of intelligence and virtue. And of their necessary consequence in this republic dollars, sir." Martin was verv glad to hear IhU, feeling well assured that itibtelngeuce and virtue led, as a matter of course, to the acquisition ot dollars, he would speedily become a treat capitalist. He was about to express the gratification s ich newsailorded him, when he was interrupted by tbe captain of the ship, who came up at the moment to shiitte bands with the colonel, and who, seeing a a well-drcs.-ed strarger on deck (tor Martin had thrown aside his cloak), shook bands with him alsoi Tbls was an unspakaole reliet to Martin, who, inepiteof the ackuow ledped supremacy of Intelligence and Virtue in that happy country, would have been deeply mortified to appear before Colonel Diver in the poor charucter of a steerage passenger. "Well, cap'en !" said tbe colonel. "Well, colonel !" cried the captain.. "You're looking most uncommon bright, sir. I can baldly realize its being you, and that's a fact." "A good passage, cap'eu?" inquired the colonel, takirg him aside. "Well cowl It was a pretty spanking run, sir," raid, or rather sung, the captain, wh was a genuine New nglander, "aonsiderin'' the weather." Yes ?" said the colonel. "Well! It was, sir," eaid the captain. Tve just now sent aboy unto your olhce with the pasenper list, colouel." "You haven't got another boy to spare, p'raps, cap'tn?" said the colonel, in a tone almost aiiiount'ng to severity. "1 guess there air a dozen if you want 'em, colonel," said the captain. "One moderate big 'wn could convey a dozen of champagne, perhaps," otverved ttte colouel, niusnif, 'io my oilioe. You bald a epaukiug run. 1 think?" ' Well 1 so I did," was the reply. "It's very nigh, yod know," observed the colonel. "I'm glad it was a spanking run, cap'en. Don't mind about quarts, if you're short of 'em. The boy can as well bring four-and-twenty pints, and travel iwice as ouce. A nrst-rate spanner, csp'en. was it i xesr" "A most e tarnal spanker," said the skipper. "1 admire at your good lortune, cap'ea. You mk'ht loan me a corkscrew at tbe same time, and half a dozen glasses, if you liked. How ever bad the elements combine acaiust mv country's noble packet-ship tbe Sere w, ' sir," BSid the colonel, turning to Martin, and draw ing a flourish on tbe surface of tbe deck with his cane, "her passage either way is alino.t cer tain to eventuate a spanker!" The capta'n, who bad the Sewer b'low at tli at moment, luncbinsr expensively in one cub'n, while ihe amiable Stabber was drinking himsell into a state ol blind madness in another, took a cordial leave of -bis Inend and cap'aiu the colonel, and hurried awav to despatch the ehanipaeue: well knowing (as it afterwards ofitared) thai if he faiied to oonci tile ihe editor of the howdy Journal, that po'entate would dt noun ce him and his ship in targe capi tals before lie was a day o der, and wou'd pro bably assou't ihe memory of his mother also, . who had not been dead more than tueitty years. The cclonel beln again Jelt alone with Martin, checked him- as he was moving away, and oflered, in con.ldc ration ot bis bem lt au Knglixbrnru, to show him the lowu, and to introduce him, if such were bis desire, to a eenteel boardiou house. But before thev enteied ou the?e proceedings (he said). he would becech the honor of bis comp my at the cilice ot the Howdy Journal lo pur ake of a bot'ieot champagne ol his own imnortatktn. AU thin aui Kn eitremelv kind mid liortmtsi. ble that Martin, tliouqh itfwas quite early in ihe mcmiue. readily acqub-eed. They made Ibeir way as they best could through the melancholy crowd of emigrants nnnn the wharf until at la-.t they Btoppd before a house whereon ws painted i.i great characters "Howdy Journal." , ,Tb liolounl. who bad walked the whole way wuh oi e hand in hi Dresst, bis bead oocasiou- l y wreeinj? Irini side to Mde, .and nis nil rtiiowo -bflck-iinort his esr like a ni inwbo whs oppiesi-rd to inconvenience by a sense of Ids owu erea-ness led tbe why up a ours ana riirtv fliebt ct stans into a room of similar char acter, itll littered aud bestrewn with odds aud ends 01 newspapers anu otner cruuipiuj i mcntJ, both in proof and manuscript. Beh nl a mangy old writing tabic in thi ananmnnr sat a figure with the stump of a pen in its ii'vuiu, unij a jiicaw pair oi SCIS'Ors in its right hand, clipptnn and slicing at a file of Rowdy Journals; and It was such a lauahable figure tbat Martin had some difficulty in preserving bin gravity, thoueh conscious of the closo ob servation of Colonel Diver. The Individual who sat clipping and sllclnir as aforesaid at the Bowdy Journals, was a small young gentleman of very juvenile appearance, Hnd unw holesomely pale in the face: oirtlr. perhaps, from In'ense thought, but partly, there is no uoum, irom ine excessive use oi tobacco, which he was at that moment chewine vieor- Olisly. Upon tbe tipper lip of this young gentleman were tokens of a sandy down so very, very smooth aud sctuit that, though enoonraned lo ihe utmost. It looked mora like a recent trace of gingerbread than the fair promise of a moiis- Taene; ana this conjecture, his apparently icnoer aire went lar 10 strengthen, lie was Intent upm his work, and every time he snapped the creat pair of scissors, be made a corres ponding motion with bis jaws, which gave him a very terrible appearance. Martin was not long in cMertnlntne within himself tbat tbis must be. Colonel Diver's son, tbe hope of the family and future mainspring of tbe Kowdv Journal. Indeed, he had begun to sav tbat he presumed thn was the Colonel's little boy, ana mat it was very pleasant lo See him playing at Editor in all the gnilelessuess of childhood, when the Colonel proudly interposed, nun ru.o: s . "Mv War Correspondent, sir Mr. Jefferson Biick!" . Martin could not help starting at this unex pected announcement, aud the consciousness of the irretitevable mistake he had nearly made. Mr. brick seemed pleased with tbe sensation ho produced upon tbe stranger, and ho k bands with him with an airot patronage de signed to reassure bim, and to let bim know that there was no occasion to be irightened, for ne (linen) wouldn't lot ntm. "You have heard ot Jetforson Brick I see, sir," quoth the Colonel, with a smile. "England has heard of Jeflerson Brick. Eurepe has heard of Jefferson Biick. Let mo see. When did you leave England, tir?" "rive weeks ago," said Marl in. "Five weeks ago,',' repeated the colonel, thoughtfully, as betook his seat upon the table, and swung his legs. "Now let me ask you, sir, w hich ot Mr. Brick's articles had become at that time tbe most obnoxious to the British Parlia mnt and the Court of St. James?" "Upon my word," said Martin. "1" "I bavereason to know, sir," Interrupted the colouel, "that the aristocrats circles of your country quail before the name of Jederson Brick. I should like to be Informed, sir, from your lips, which ol his sentiments has struck the deadliest blow" "At the hundred heads of the Hydra of Cor ruption now grovelling in the dust beneath the lance of Reason, and spouting uo to the univer sal arch above us, its sanguinary gore," said Mr.. Brick, putting on a blue cloth cap with a glazed Iront, and quoting his last article. "The libation of freedom, Brick" hinted the colonel. 'Must sometimes be quaffed in blood, colo nel," cried Biick. And when he said "blood," behave the ereat pair of scissors a sharp snap, as if. thty said blood too, and were quite of his opinion. . . Thi3 done, they both looked at Martin, pausing lor a repiy. "Upon my life," said. Martin, who had by this time quite recovered his usual cooluess, "1 can't givejou any satisfactory information about it; for tbe truth is that I" "Stop !" cried the colonel, glancing sternly at his war correspondent, and giving his bead one shake after every sentence. "That you never heard of Jefferson Prick, hir. That you never rend jeuerson uncle, sir. That you never saw tbe Rowdy Journal, sir. Tbat you never knew. sir. of its ruiirbty influence upon the cabinets of Europe xcsr" "That's w hat I was. about to observe, certain ly," said Martin. "Keep cool, Jefferson," said the colonel gTavely. 'Don't bust! oh, you Europeans 1 Arter that, let's have a glass of wine 1" So saying, be got down from the table, and pro duced from a basket outside the door, a bottle of champagne, and three glasses. ' "Mr. JetlersoD Brick, sir," said the colonel, filling Martin's glass and bis own, and pushing tbe botile to that gentleman, "will give us a sentiment." - "Well, sir!" cried the war correspondent, "since you have concluded to call upon- me, I will respond. 1 will give you, sir, TheEowdy Journal aud its brethren; the well of Truth, whose waters are black from being composed of priutcis.' ink, but are quite clear .enough for my country lo behold the siiadowof her Destiny reflected u." ' "Hear, hear !" cried the colonel, with gTeat complacency. "There are tiowery compouents, sir, in the language of my frieud ?" "Very mucb so, indeed," said Martin. "There is to-day's Rowdy, sir," observed the Colonel,, handing him a paper. "You'll find Jefferson Brick at his usual post in the van of human civilization and moral purity. Tbe Cuioucl wa by tbis time seated on the table Hga'n. Mr. Brick also took uo a position on that tame piece of furniture, and they fell to drinking pretty hard. ' Tbey often looked' at Mat tin as he read tbe paper, and then at each J her; and w hen he had laid it down; which w as not until they had finished a second bottle, the i olonel asked him what he thought of it. " Why it's horribly personal," said Martin. The Colonel seentd much fialltred by this remark, and said hi hoped U was. . "We are independent here, sir," eaid Mr. Jeffeisop Brick. "We do as we like." "II I may judge from tbe specimen," returned Martin, "there must be a few thousands here tatber the ie verse of independent, who do as thev don't like." "Well t Tbey yield to the mighty mind of the Popular Instructor, sir," said the Colonel. "Tbey nle up sometimes, but in general we bave a bold upon our citizens, both in public and in private lite, which is us much oue of the ennobling .institutions of our happy country as" "As nigger slavery itself," suggested Mr. Brick. Kn tirely ; so," remarked the colonel. ' "Pray," said Martin, after some hesitation, "may 1 venture to ak, with reference to a case I observe in ibis paper of yours, whether the Popular Instructor often deals in I am at a loss to express it without giving you offense in for gery? In forged letters, tor Instance," he pur sued, for tho colonel was perfectly calm nnd quite at his ease, "solemnly purporting to have been written at recent puriuds by living men?" "Well, .sir!" replied tbe colouel, "it d.jes, now and tbeu." "Aud tbe popular Instructed what da they uo : abseu uiariiu. "Buy "em,"bHid the colonel. Dir. Je efleron Brick expectorated and laughed tbe former copiously, the latter approvingly. "Buy 'erri by hundreds of thousands," resumed the colonel. "We are a smart people here, aud can appreciate smartness." "Is smartness American for foigcry ?" asked Martin. "Well !" said the colonel, "I expect It's Aittricau for a good many things that yon call by other names. But you cau't help jourselves iii Europe. We can." "Ab a do, sometimes," thought Martin. "You help yourselves with very little ceremony, too!" "At all events, whatever name we choose to employ," said the colouel, siooping down to roll tbe third empty bottle iuto a corner alter tbe other two, "1 suppose the art of lorgery wad not invented nere, sir " "I suppose not," replied Martin. ' Nor any other kind of smartness, I reckou ?" "luvenied 1 No, I presume not." "Well !"' said the colonel, "ih"n we got it all from the old country, and the oll country' to blame lor it, and not tho new 'un. Thero's an end oi that. Now if Mr. Jefferson Brick ami you will be sogood a,to clear, I'll come out last, and loc k tbe door." . Uielit.y inttiprctloir this as ILc sian-il for ttieir depurture, Martin walked down stairs af'ertbe war correspnndcut, who preceded liuu with sreat majesty. 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No thing would have delighted the colonel more than to be told tbat no such man as he could walk in high success the streets of any other country in the world; for that would only have been a logical assurance to him of the correct adaptation of his labors to the prevailing taste, and of his being strictly and peculiarly a -national feature In America. Tbey walked a mile or more along a handsome street, which tbe Colonel said was called Broad way, and which Mr. Jefferson Brick said "whip pel the universe." Turning, at length, into one of tbe numerous streets which branched from this main thoroughfare, tbey stopped before a rather mean looking' bouse with J jalousie blinds to every window; ' a flrht' of steps before the green street door,, a shining white ornameut on the rails on either side like a petri&ed pineapple, polit-bed; a little oblong plate pt the same ma terial over the knocker, whereon the-name ot "Pawklnb" was enarraved; and four accidental pie? looking down tho area. Tbe ColoDel knocked at this hou?e with the air of a mau who lived there; and an Irish girl popped her head out 'ot one of the top .windows . to see who it wa9. Pending her journey down -stairs the Dicrs were ioined by two or three friends from tbe next street, in company with whom thev lay clown sociably in the gutter. s . . . . Mr. Jefferson Brick followed in the Rowdy Journal's fooUUps without returning any answer. ., .. The colonel led tbo way Into a room at the back part of the houte upon the ground-tiuor. A gentleman in the rocking-cbair havlug his back towards them, and being much eugaged in his intellectual pastime, was not aware of t'jeir approach until tbe colonel, w&lkincr up to the f tovp.contributed hirffnitc towardstbesupportof the lelt-hnnd spittoon, just as the mjor for It was the mator bore down upon it. Maj. Pawkins then reserved his fire, nud looking upward, said, with a peculiar air of . quiet weariness, like a nan who had been up all-night an air which Martin bad already observed both in the colo nel and Mr. Jefferson Brick "Well, colonel P "Here is a gentleman from Eneland, major," the coloiil replied, "who has concluded to locate himself here U tbe amount of compensation suits him." V . -t . "I am glad to see you, Blr," observed the major, shaking hands with Martin, and not moving a muscle of his lace, "ioa are pretty bright, I hope?'r "Never better," said Martin. "You are never likely to be," returned the major. "You will see the sun shine here." "I think I remember to have seen it shine at home, sometimes," said Martin, smilin?. "I think not,'' replied the major. He said so with a stoical indifference certainly, but still in a tone of firmness which admitted of no further dispute on tbat point. When he had thus settled the question, be put his hat a little further on one Mde lor the greater convenience of scratch ine his bead, and saluted Mr. Jefferson Brick with a lazy nod. ' "One 'of the most emaikabje men In our country, sir I" It must not bo supposed, however that tho perpetual exhibition in the market place of .all his stock in trade for sule. or hire, was the malor's sole claim to a very hurge chare of sym pathy and support. He was a great politician; and the oue article ot his creed, in reference to all public obligations involving tbe goo J faith and inteerity of his countrv, was, "run a moist pen slick through everything, and sWrt fresh." This made him a patriot.. In commercial affairs he was a bold speculator. In plainer words, he bad a most distinguished genius for swindling, aud could Mart a bank, or" negotiate .a loan, or form a landjobbintr coin piny (entailing ruin, pestilence, snd death on hundreds ot f.imilles), with hut pitted creature in the Union. Tbw made bim an admirable man of business. ; But as a man's private prosperity does not always keep pace with his patriotic devotion to public affaire; uud as fraudulent transactions have their downs as well as their up, the major was occasionally under a cloud. Hence, just now, Mrs. Pawkius kept a boarding-house, and Major Pawkins rather 'ioaled" his time away, than otherwi-e. "You have come, to visit our country, sir, at a season of great commercial depression," said the major. "At an alarming crisis," said the colonel. "At a period ot unprecedented stagnation," eaid Mr. Jeflerson Brick. "I urn sorry to bear thaf," Teturnel Martin. "It's not likely to last, I hope?" Martin knew nothing about America, or he would have known perfectly well tbat if its in dividual ci'izeus, to a man, are to be believed, It alwajs is depressed, and always is stagnated, and always is bt au alarming crisis, and never va otherwise; though as a body tbey are ready to mnke oaih upon the Evangelists at any hour of the- day or ulBht, aud that It is the mot thriving; aud prosperous of all countries on tbe habitable globe. "It's not likely to lat.t, I hope!" said Martin. 'Weill" returned tbe major, "I expect we shall get alobg somehow, and come rijjbt in tbe end." . "We are au clastic- country," said tho Rowdy Journal. . . We are a joung lion;" Bald Mr. Jefft'won Brick ' "We have revivirUni? ami vfeornns principles Within ouiselves," onserved the major, "tihall we. drink a b ttcr aloro dinuer. colonel t The colonel a-sei.tu'ii t this proposal with great aluciitv, Major Pawkins proposed au adjouibnieut to a uoiehborum bnrrosui. winch, s he observed, wus "only iu the next block." When tbe uitfjor rose trora his rocking-chair before the stove, aud so disturbed the hot air KNIGHT & SON, NO, 80 CIIEM9rt7T STREET. and balmy whiff of soup which fanned thei: brows, tbe odor of stale tobacco became so decidedly prevalent as to leave no doubt of its proceeding mainly Irom that gentleman's attire, lnoeed, as Martin walked behind him to the bar-room, he could not help thinking that tho great squsie major, in his listlessness and lan guor, looked very much like a stale weed himself, such as might be boed out of tbe public garden with great advantage to the decent growth of tbat preserve, and tossed on some congenial dunghill. They encountered more weeds In the bar room, some of whom (being thirsty souls as well as dirty) were pretty stale in one sense, and pretty fresh iu another. Among tbem was a gentleman who, ' as Martin gathered from 4 the conversation that took place over the bitter, started that afternoon tor the Far Wett on a six months, business tour; and who, as his outfit and equip ment for this journey, had just such another shiny hat and just such another little pale valise as had composed the lugeage of the gentleman who came from England in the Screw. They were walking back very leisurely; Mar tin arm-in arm with Mr. Jefferson Brick, and the major aud the colonel side-by-Bide before them; when, as tbey came within a house or two of the major's residence, they heard a bell ringing violently. Tbe instant tbis sound struck npon their ears the colonel and tbe major darted off, dafhed np tbe steps and in at the street door (which stood ajar) like lunatics; while Mr. Jefferson Brick, detaching his arm from Mar tin's, made a precipitate dive in the same direction, and vanished alio. , 1 -"Good Heauenl" thought Martin, "tbe pre mises are on nre I It was an alarm-bell I" But there was no smoke to be seen, nor any flame, nor was there auy smell of lire. As Mar tin falrered on the pavement, three more gentle- . men, with horror and agitation depicted in their faces, came plungiug wildly round the corner; jostled each other on the steps; strug gled for an Instant; aud rushed iuto the house in a comusea neap ot arms anu tegs, unaoie to bear it any lonaer, Martin followed. Even in its rapid progress, be was rnn down, thrust aside, and passed, by two mere trentlemen. start mau, as 11 appeared, wun nerce excite ment. "Where is itf" cried Martin, breathlessly, to a negro whom be encountered lu the passage. "In a eatin-rooui sa. 'Kernel sa, him kept seat 'Bide himself sa." "A seat 1" cried Martin.- "For a dinner sa." . Martin stared at bint for a momeut, aod burst into a hearty laugh; to which the negro, out of his natural good humor and desire to please, so heartily responded, that his tfeth shone like a gleam of light. "You're the pleasantest fellow I have seen yet," said Martin, clapping him on tbe back, "and give me a better appetite than bitters." With this sentiment he walked into the dining room, and slipped Into a chair next the colonel, which tbat gentleman (by this time nearly through his diuner) had turned down, In reserve lor him, with its back against the table. When .Ihe colonel had finished his dinner, whlqh event took place while Martin, who had sent bis plate lor some tntkey, was wailing to begin, he asked him what he thought ot the boaidere, who were from all parts of tbe Union, ar.d whether be would like to know any particu lars concerning them, "Pray," said Martin, "who Is that sickly little girl opposite, with the tight round eyes ? I'dou't' see anybody here who looks like her mother, or who seems to bave charge of her." "Do you mean tbe matron in blue, s'r T" aked the colonel, with emphasis. "That is Mrs. Jef ferson Brick, sir." "No, no," said Martin, "I mean the little gl: . like a doll directly nppo L-. "WelL sir !" cried tDe colonel. "That is Mi.-. Jefferson BVick." Martin glanced at the colonel's face, but Ixi -was quite serious. . , . "liless my sonl! I suppose there will be a young Brick then, one of these days?" said Martin. "There are two young Bricks already, sir," returned the colonel. , 1 The matron looked so uncommonly, like a child herself, that Martin could not help saying as much. "Yes, sir," returned the colonel, "but sr me Institutions aevel ope humannatur: others retard it." - "Jeflerson Brick," he observed, after a short silcLCe, in commendation of bis correspondent, "is one of the most remarkable men in our country, sir." This nan passed almost in a whisper, Tor the distinguished gentleman alluded to sat on Mar tin's other band. 'Pray. Mr. Brick," eaid Martin, turning to' him, and as-klng a question more lor conversa tion's Bake than Irom any feeling of interest in itbbubject, "who Is that" he was goiug to say "young," but thought it prudent to eschew the word "that very snort gentleman yonder, with the red no? e ?" "That 1b Pro feasor Mullet, sir," replied Jeflerson. - . . , ' "May I ask what he is Professor of?" asked Martin. . , , -w a- ', , "Of education, sir," said Jefferson Brick. "A sort of schoolmaster, possibly V .Martin ventured lo observe. "be Is a mau of bne moral elements, sir, and not commonly endowed," said the war corres I ondcut. "He lelt it necessary, at the last elec tion lor President, to tepudia e and denounce his father, who voted on the wrong iuteiest. He has sinco written some powerful pamphlets, under the signature of 'Suturb,' or Brutus re-ver-ed. He Is one ot the most remarkable men in our country, sir." "There tee ins to be plenty of 'em," thought Martin, "at any rate." Pursuing bis inquiries, Mart'n found that there were no le .ver tbau four major present, t wo colonels, one general, and a captaiu. fo thai, ho could not belo thinking how a rohcly otflcred the An eriran iinlitia must b ; and woudenuirj verv much whether the officer comma vied each other: or if they did not, where on eath the pri vales came from. There see 111 ed to bi no n nu there without a title; for tho.-e who had uot attmned to mil tary honors were either doctors, I rolcwors, or levtruiids. Throe very harJ and
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