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little ; so I replied, looking as modest and “ Not one-not one-not one,” was asunconscious as I could,
sentingly echoed by three times as many “I don't exactly know whom you mean loyal bibliopolists. by the celebrated Mr. Thomas Campbell.' Egad, gentlemen,” said the poet with
“Oh, sir,' cried the fellow, I mean an arch smile, “ I cannot quite agree with Mr. Thomas Campbell, the African mis- ye. Ye seem, all of ye, to forget that he sionary-I never heard of
other !! once shot a bookseller?” “An ignorant Muggletonian rascal !!! Few writings have attained long endurejaculated the bard, in narrating this mis- ance which have not required a length of adventure, “ I'll never buy another pair of time for their composition; a literary as boots of him as long as I live."
well as natural law seeming to require that The poet's residence among the grave longevity should demand an extended period Algerines did not destroy his taste for jocu- of gestation. An elephant is not prolific, lar quirk and quiddity, for he addressed but its offspring outlives whole generations from that quarter a poetical epistle to the of the inferior animals, whose incubation is writer of these notices, full of puns and of more frequent recurrence. Drudges are verbal conceits, to one of which I remem- manually and mechanically quick, because ber his alluding after his return to England. they are intellectually slow; men of genius A reference having been made to him upon are tardy, because the fertility of their some question of Chronology, he exclaimed, minds supplies a superabundance of thought,
“ That is a point on which you should and their high standard of taste renders never apply to a Scotch Cam'el (thus did he them fastidious in the choice and perfection always pronounce his own name), the whole of their materials. Their's is literally l'emclan have short memories, and I shall never barras des richesses, and such was especialforget my amazement when I first saw an ly the case with Campbell, the disburseAfrican camel carrying a load of dates ment of whose mental opulence was checked without the least apparent inconvenience." and controlled by his high appreciation of
I have heard him state, that when a art, as well as by bis fear of compromising, child, knowing nothing of his animal name in inferior works, the great reputation he sake, 'he felt offended at the association, had already acquired. In the sunset of on reading in the Old Testament, that Ja- his life, the shadow of his own greatness cob had " much cattle, asses and camels,” | frightened bim, and yet he felt the necesbut he probably did not expect this anec-sity of keeping his name before the public, dote to be taken au pied de la lettre. lest it should be forgotten. He knew that
Though he did not affect the character he could outstrip others, but the difficulty of a professed wag, he would sometimes in- was to surpass himself. dulge a vein of quiet, caustic drollery, that “ My good friend,” he once said to me, might have entitled him to his diploma as “ if an author does not go forward he goes a successful jester, one instance of which 1 backwards; the world will not suffer him cannot refrain from recording.
to stand still. When he has a hungry reIt may be in the recollection of my el-putation to sustain, he is like a man with derly readers that, early in the career of a ravenous beast in his house, he must feed Napoleon he gave orders for seizing a Ger- it, or it will prey upon its owner.” man book-seller named Palm, who had With these feelings, he was the last man published a libel against his person and who should have undertaken, as he did in government, for which offence he was brought two or three instances, to get up a book for to a court martial and shot. Some time the publishers, invita Miverra ; an irksome subsequent to this occurrence, the eminent and uncongenial task, in which he found firm of Longman & Co., after one of their it impossible to satisfy himself, even when annual book sales, gave a dinner, to which the long protracted result of his labors were invited the principal publishers of gave satisfaction to the public. More than London, as well as a few of the most emi- once have I heard him exclaim, when fritnent authors, including the subject of this tering away years upon the life of Mrs. notice. After dinner, the conversation Siddonsturned upon the daily aggressions and enor- "Copfound the woman. I wish her mities of Bonaparte, who was anathema- career had not been so monotonous and so tized as a tyrant and a monster, to whom virtuous, for it does not afford me any supit was impossible to ascribe a single good plies either of incident or of scandal; so action.
that when I once get her off the stage of
the theatre, I have not a word more to have been the cause, the effect was visible
enough when, in one of my visits to the A professed scribe would have dilated, metropolis, I paid him my customary visit. to any extent, upon everything and nothing, Not without difficulty did I discover the however irrelevant the matter; a substitu- house in Lincoln's Inn Fields in which he tion for genuine biography which Campbell had engaged a set of chambers. Various was much too punctilious to adopt. names were written on the door-post, but In ridicule of the insputed rareness and not that of which I was in search.
I wandifficulty of his literary parturition, more dered from floor to floor with no better especially when the offspring of his throes result; and at length I summoned the was poetical, one of his waggish friends used portress from below, who told me where to gravely to assert, that on passing his resi- find the door of my friend's apartment; dence, at the time that he was writing “ The adding, that he would not have his name odoric,” he observed the knocker to be tied inscribed on it, because he did not want up, and the street in front of the house to to be “bothered with visitors.” be covered with straw. Alarmed at these Undiscouraged by this warning, I venappearances he gently rang the bell, and tured to knock at the portal, which was inquired anxiously after the poet's health. opened by the bard himself, who welcomed
Thank you, sir," was the servant's re- me with his usual cheerful cordiality, though ply, master is doing as well as can be his appearance led me to suspect that he expected.”
was out of health and out of spirits. After Good heavens! as well as can be ex- the first salutations had been exchanged, I pected! what has happened to him ?” made inquiry about the London University,
“Why, sir, he was this morning delivered knowing that he had actively exerted himof a couplet !”
self in its establishment, though I was not With the enlarged and liberal feeling of aware that it was just then involved in some all true poets, Campbell had ever been en- little temporary difficulty: “My dear thusiastically devoted to the cause of liber-friend,” was his reply, “don't ask me a ty and human advancement. A philan- word about it. I never wish to hear its thropist in the most exalted sense of the name mentioned. Don't ask me about anyword, he had pleaded the cause of humanity thing upon the success of which I have set against the spoilers of Poland, the invaders my heart, for you may be sure it's a failure. of Spain, the enslavers of Greece, as well. All attempts at improving or benefiting as against the bigots and oppressors of his my fellow-creatures I have given up for native land. For many years had he fought ever. I have now had a pretty long exthe good fight, undaunted and unwavering; perience, and I have at length come to the but the continued disappointment of his conclusion—I wish I had done so soonercherished aspirations, that hope deferred that our race is not destined to improve, which the most ardent and generous spirits even if it do not relapse into comparative ever find it the most difficult to endure with barbarism. Aye, you may shake your patience, combined with waning health and head; I know you are a sanguine believer increasing years, finally prayed upon his in a never-ceasing progress towards higher noble mind, oppressing him with occasional destinies; but for my own part I am satisattacks of hypochondria, and a morbid de-fied that man is an incorrigible rascal, spair of all human improvement. The whose innate brutality will ever predominate sweetest wine is the soonest soured ; and over his modicum of rationality.” the milk of human kindness, wanting a fit after he had run on in this strain for recipient for its overflow, will sometimes some time, I ventured to protest against turn to gall, and generate both mental and his disparaging and gloomy views, predictcorporeal disturbance. For the.frustration ing that they would deepen into a fixed deof his benevolent yearnings he could find dency, if he persisted in withdrawing from little compensation in domestic enjoyment, his friends, and shutting himself up like a the death of his wife and the mental im- monk in his cell. becility of his son, an only child, whom he Oh I am at no loss for much better had been obliged to place under restraint, society than the world can give me,” was having consigned him to a sad and solitary his reply; "come hither and see what a home. Perchance some act of individual charming companion I have.” ingratitude may have further helped to So saying, he led me up to an oil-paintTomonise his spirit; but whatever may ling, of the size of life, representing a hand
some gipsy girl, the work, as he informed ing me that he had given up his chambers, me, of a Polish emigrant. In an enthusi- and after having tied up all his money, astic and excited tone, he proceeded to give between one and two hundred pounds, inme the history of the picture, evidently tending to bring it with him, he had enquite unconscious of the hallucination the sconced himself and his valise in the stagefollowing narrative betrayed :
coach, for the purpose of paying me a visit. “I was walking down Great Queen-street, When the coach arrived at Reigate, he when I saw this beautiful creature in a suddenly recollected that he had left his broker's shop, gazing upon me with such a money-bag on the table of his bed-room, friendly smile that I instantly stood trans- whereupon he jumped instantly out, ordered fixed. So much was I smitten with the a post-chaise, urged the postillion to drive painting, that I inquired the price, but as fast as possible, sped back to London, finding that it was forty guineas, much and had the satisfaction to find that the more than I could afford to give, I uttered landlady had found and carefully locked up a deep sigh, and walked on to Long Acre. his treasure. The worthy damc, after But the gipsy was still before me, smiling having made him count it over in her preat me as I proceeded, and thus she con- sence, to be sure that nothing had been tinued to bless me with her lovely presence, abstracted, again tied it up, secured it in until I reached my home. Even in the his pocket, and the money-laden bard, darkness of night it was just the same. I throwing himself into another stage, finally couid not sleep, because those beautiful reached his destination in safety. eyes were still benignly fixed upon mine; “And why, in the name of wonder,” I and in the morning I asked myself, why i demanded, " did you not pay it into your should be made miserable by not possessing banker's? and for what earthly purpose can that which forty guineas would obtain. I you have come hither with so large a sum procured the money, accordingly, and hur- of money ?” ried to secure my beauty -- there she is—and “Pay it into my banker's !” exclaimed I would not take a thousand guineas for her! the poet, " why, my good friend, I have See how she smiles upon me; so she does just drawn it out. As to my purpose in in whatever part of the room I may be placed, doing so, I will disclose it to you; but I do and when I quit the room. How can I be so in confidence. The fact is that I shall solitary with such a sweet companion? I stay here for some time: I have secured talk to her constantly, and she always gives capital apartments at the hotel ; I shall live me a gracious reply. You laugh, and I handsomely until the money is all gone; I don't wonder. Mark you, I don't say that shall then take advantage of some fine mornyou, or any one else, can hear her melliflu- ing to go out in a boat, as if for the purpose ous voice; but I do, and that is quite of fishing; and when we are at a sufficient enough to make her society charming, and distance from land, I have made up my mind more than enough to supply the place of to jump overboard, that I may take my
leave all other companionship.”
for ever of a good-for-nothing and ungrateful Seeing that it would be difficult, and, world, which no philanthropist can improve, perhaps, hardly desirable to dispel an illu- and which no gentleman can wish to live insion which had a peculiar charm for his I beg your pardon; you are willing, I believe, imaginative mind, I did not attempt to to take a prolonged lease of life: I am tired of combat it, and willingly admitted the great mine, and care not how soon I get rid of it.” beauty of his canvas innamorata. How I treated this as a joke, or as the splenelong this species of nympholepsy lasted, I tic effusion of the minute; but his look and cannot say; I was told he had completely manner evinced a seriousness that pained chased away the
vaporous clouds by which and alarmed me. A few post-prandial his fine mind had been depressed, but one glasses of wine, however, so completely subsequent return of his hypochondria fell chased away his blue devils, that he quickly within my own immediate cognisance. became too much elevated in spirits to be
From time to time he would run down quite guarded in his language; and subseto the provincial town in which I reside, on quent meetings gave me occasion to observe, which occasions he passed the greater part that very slight potations disturbed the of the day with me as long as he remained. equipoise of his mind. Bracing air, change One afternoon he made his appearance, of scene, and a little cheerful society, havevidently in deep dejection of spirits, tell- Jing cured his morbid despondency, he returned to London in a few days, with his It will be seen that there was still a touch health invigorated, and his money-bag un- of misanthropy in his language ; but it emptied.
was literally a façon de parler; it never The last time I encountered my friend reached his heart. was at his own house in Victoria-square, Summoned to attend his burial, I perPimlico, where he took great delight in formed the melancholy duty of following showing me his library,-a projecting sky- this eminent bard and distinguished man to light room, built at the back of the pre-his last and most appropriate resting-place mises.
in the Poets' Corner of Westminster Abbey. “ This is much better than your study,” His funeral suggested to me a short poem, he said, rubbing his hands ; "a library with the last stanza of which I will conshould be always lighted in this way; first, clude this brief and slight notice of Thomas because it gives you the command of the Campbell : whole wall for your books; and secondly, because, instead of being tempted to sit at To me, the humblest of the mourning band, the window, and look out upon living
Who knew the bard thro'many a changeful year, knaves and fools, you hold uninterrupted It was a proud, sad privilege to stand
Beside his grave, and shed a parting tear. communion with the surrounding spirits of Seven lustres had he been my friend, departed sages and philanthropists; or if Be that my plea when I suspend you look upwards, you gaze out upon the This all-unworthy wreath on such a poet's bier. pure and glorious heavens."
From Chambers's Edinbargh Journal.
THE DICTATOR; OR TWO SCENES IN PARAGUAY.
SCENE THE FIRST.
In the vicinity of the city of Assumption, cotton, all in full cultivation. The house the capital of Paraguay (that irregular was built, after the fashion of the country, country, which, from the policy of seclu- of sun-dried bricks, covered with plaster, sion so long pursued by its government, has and whitewashed. Along the front was a been termed the Japan of South America), deep veranda, the pillars of which were are scattered many country-houses belong slender stems of forest-trees, stripped of ing to the more wealthy citizens, who retire their branches and bark, and whitewashed, thither when their business is over, to es- but with many rough knots and inequalicape from the scorching heat and stifling ties where the boughs had been hewn off. dust of the open, unpaved streets. To These served to sustain the vines which, many of these villas farms or plantations of planted at their feet, ascended with many considerable extent are attached, which, a winding clasp, and covered them with cultivated by servants, supply the market their luxuriant leaves. Then, reaching the of the capital, and thus afford a revenue to roof of the veranda, the vines spread and the proprietors. It is to one of these man- interlaced, until the whole was buried in a sions that we would transport the imagina- mass of verdant foliage, which contrasted tion of our readers ; and as this power- beautifully with the snow-white walls of namely, the imagination-is lord of time as the cottage and the ruddy tiles of the well as of space, we shall expect it to bear sloping eaves. In the rear of the cottage us company as far back as a period of forty was a long, low building, appropriated to years ago, when Paraguay was under the the servants and the offices, and extending sway of a Spanish governor appointed by to a corral, or enclosure, in which the catthe viceroy of Buenos Ayres. At that time tle and horses were kept. Directly in there stood, about a league north of the front of the porch were two tall trees, of little city of Assumption, a dwelling of the tatayiba, or wild mulberry, with slender small dimensions in fact a mere cottage- stems and a profusion of light, glossy but beautifully situated, and surrounded leaves ; while before, and on each side of by fields of sugar-cane, maize, tobacco, and the house, was an orchard, or it might rather be called a thicket, of fruit trees. They were met by white cotton stockings, The broad dark leaf of the fig hardly al- and buskin boots of untanned horse-skin. lowed its abundant fruit, in all stages of The age of the wearer was apparently about growth; to meet the eye, but the sunny twenty-five. He had the brown complexorange and the yellow lime gleamed from ion, the dark eyes, the black, glossy hair, the depths of their verdant canopy, like--to the thick beard and mustaches, which were use the odd but striking simile of bonest proper to his Spanish descent. His handAndrew Marvell
some features wore an expression of deep
sadness, and his brow was occasionally knit, “ Like golden lamps in a green night." as with' indignation, while his eye glanced
over the paper which he held. Just behind It was late in the evening. The full him, in another chair, but leaning on the unclouded moon shone on the scene here back of his, with her eyes fixed earnestly described, lighting up the white walls of on his face, sat a young woman of extreme the humble cottage and the verdant masses beauty both of form and feature.
It was a of the orange grove. The tall sugar-cane style of beauty, too, which is commonly and the rustling maize-stalks waved their thought peculiar to northern, or rather to cold tasselled heads and slender leaves in the climates, but which is, in fact, frequently soft night-wind Now and then might be seen in the interior of South America. heard the sullen hooting of a distant owl, Her chestnut hair clustered in natural ringor the harsh sound of a paroquet disturbed lets round her fair face, and her dark-blue in its uneasy slumbers. All other sounds eyes looked out with changeable lustre were hushed. The cattle were asleep in from beneath their long brown eyelashes. the corral, the fowls at roost on their ac- Her slender form, betokening extreme customed trees. From the darkness and youth, was attired in a simple robe of white silence which prevailed, it appeared that all muslin, bound at the waist by a ribbon, the inhabitants of the cottage were at rest, which was clasped by a golden buckle. It except in one room, which was lighted was easy to see that the natural expression up, and into which we will make bold of her countenance was bright and cheerful, to enter. It was very simply furnished, as of one accustomed to a life of great hapas is usual throughout Spanish America. piness; but at this moment her look was The brick floor was covered with fine straw constrained and anxious, and her eyes were matting: To the whitewashed walls were fixed earnestly on the young man, whose fastened a few ordinary pictures and en- attention was engrossed by the manuscripts. gravings. Some light cane chairs were At last she spoke, as if unable to endure placed around the room, and at the further the silence. end was an elevated dais or estrada, covered “Do you think there is any hope, Enwith the skins of the jaguar and puma, and rique ?” serving as a lounge for visitors, or a couch The young man started, and throwing for the siesta or afternoon nap. In the from him the papers which he held, excentre of the room was a table, made of the claimed in a tone of mournful bitterness, wood of the urandig-pitai, a native tree " What a fool am I to pore over these longequal to the finest rosewood. Two candles winded pleas, rejoinders, judgments, and stood upon it, and numerous papars-some all their legal trash, as if they could have folded, and tied with tape, others open- any influence on my cause ! Do I not were scattered over it.
know that it was lost from the beginning ! A young man sat beside the table, deep- . It is gold that bas done it all-bribery, ly engaged in the perusal of one of the corruption! The pleading of an angel documents. He was dressed like a wealthy would not avail against such arguments. haciendado, or gentleman farmer. His We are lost-utterly ruined !” jacket of blue cloth was adorned with silver “ Surely, Enrique,” replied his compabuttons, hanging by little chains of an inch nion, "the judge cannot allow his friendin length. His vest of white satin, ele- ship for Don Manuel to bias him to so gantly tamboured, was open so as to show frightful a degree ? All the city knows the embroidered front of his cambric shirt. that Prieto's claim to your patrimony is His green velvet small clothes, ticd round utterly unfounded; that your evidence, too, the waist by a blue satin sash, were loose is so strong.” at the knees, allowing the ruffled ends of “Listen, Rosita," said the young man, his muslin drawers to appear beneath them. I“ to what I heard this morning from my VOL. XII. No. I.