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Fromthe Reader. fashion, holding its mystic keys, and admitNEW-ENGLAND LIFE.
ting or rejecting whom she would.” Faith
Gartney, at the age of nine, objected to her Faith Gartney's Girlhood. By the Author own “ old-maid's name, and would have
of “ The Gayworthys,” &c., &c. (Samp- preferred either Clotilda or Cleopatra. son Low, Son, & Marston.)
Whereupon Miss Henderson told her she
was welcome to change it for any heathen THE author of the “ Gayworthys" is woman's, the worse behaved perhaps the one with whom it is a real pleasure to be better. come better acquainted. He does not ask “ Aunt Henderson had a downright, and you to pay him a flying visit, or seek to daz- rather extreme fashion of putring things; zle you by spreading before you false glitter nevertheless, in her heart she was not unand electro-plate. He takes you home with kindly.” Her object in coming to Mishauhim into New-England life, and, if your pal- mok at this time was to provide herself with ate be not vitiated by highly-spiced sensa- another “ girl,” her servant Prue having betional condiments, you will be sure to enjoy come “Mrs. Pelatiah Trowe.” the sound and healthy food which he places abundantly before you; good wholesome “ I haven't told you yet, Elizabeth, what country fare, choicest of its kind, in plenty. I came to town for,” said Aunt Faith, when Human nature in its best and simplest phá- Mrs. Gartney came back into the breakfastses, peace and kindliness without cant, pu- room. ritanism in its purest form, are the materials " I am going to hunt up a girl.” the author delights to work with, and in his But why in the world do you come to hands the result is that “ Faith Gartney's the city for a servant ? It's the worst posGirlhood” is one of the most genial gifts sible place. Nineteen out of twenty are which America has sent over, in recogni- utterly good for nothing.” tion of close kindred, to the Old Country. “ I'm going to look out for the twen
We are told in the preface that “ Faith tieth.” Gartney's Girlhood," was “a story begun " But aren't there girls enough in Kinnifor young girls; that it has grown as they cutt who would be glad to step into Prue's grow, to womanhood ; and, having no ar- place ?” tistic pretension, is a simple record of some- “Of course there are; plenty. But they're thing of the thought and life that lies be- all well enough off where they are.
When tween fourteen and twenty.” A most crit- I have a chance to give away, I want to ical period is chosen; one that stamps its give it to somebody that needs it.” impress upon the character for good or evil “ I'm afraid you'll hardly find any effithat is never effaced; a period of waiting cient girl who will appreciate the chance and longing for something to do out of the of going twenty miles into the country.” ordinary routine of that daily life in which “I don't want an efficient girl. I'm efwhat we know and what we do is the world ficient myself, and that's enough.” to us — a period so little understood, that we “Going to train another, at your time of are glad to find an author able and willing to life, aunt ?” asked Mrs. Gartney, in sur“ dedicate a work to those young girls, who prise. dream, and wish, and strive, and err, and “ I suppose I must either train a girl, or obtain, perhaps, little help to interpret their let her train me; and, at my time of life, own spirits to themselves.”
I don't feel to stand in need of that." The scene is laid in New England. Aunt “ How shall I go to work to inquire ? ” Faith Henderson has relics of the Pilgrim resumed Aunt Henderson, after a pause. Fathers
- a blunderbuss, a wooden ox-sad- “ Well, there are the Homes, and the Of. dle, high-backed claw-footed chairs, and fices, and the Ministers at Large. At a other bygones, in the low oak-pannelled Home, they would probably recommend rooms of her old home in Kinnicutt
, “ where you somebody they've made up their minds generation after generation of the same name to put out to service, and she might or might and line had inhabited it until now.” Aunt not be such an one as would suit you. Faith Henderson arrives at her nephew's, Then at the Offices, you'll see all sorts, and Mr. Gartney's house, on New Year's Eve, mostly poor ones.” somewhat unexpectedly. Her young name- · I'll try an Office first,” interrupted Miss sake, Faith Gartney, is absent at a party at Henderson. “I want to see all sorts. Faith, the Rushleigh's, an influential family, resid- you'll go with me, by-and-bye, won't you, ing in Signal-street, Mishaumok; Mrs. and help me find the way.” Rushleigh being " a sort of St. Peter of Faith is busy writing in her album, ab
sorbed in copying into it the oracle, which, with red hair and staring, wondering eyes, and in the game of Sortes," played the night awkward movements, and a frightened" fashion before, had fallen to her share. It ran of getting into everybody's way; and yet, bethus :
hind all this, there was another life that went
on in a hidden beauty that you and I cannot Rouse to some high and holy work of love,
fathom, save only as God gives the like, inAnd thou an angel's happiness shalt know ;
wardly, to ourselves. Shalt bless the earth while in the world above; The good begun by thee while here below Glory had one friend after a time; BridgShall like a river run, and broader flow. et Foye, a tidy, kindly, merry apple-woman,
who gives the poor girl a portion of her This oracle is the key to Faith's aspirations. bench to rest upon, and tells Master HerBut nothing “high and holy” presents it- bert Grubbling, the baby's elder brother, self, and “common calls to common duty” some of her funny stories to keep him quiet, alone await her. Faith leaves the room to till Glory can take up the baby again, and attend upon her mother, and Aunt Hender-return to her hard duties. This boy is unson reads the lines her niece has just copied truthful, and brings unmerited charges into her album. When Faith returns, in al- against Glory, who, in her indignation at luding to them, she says to her aunt, “ There being accused of falsehood, suddenly breaks don't seem to be much that I can do.” The the chain that binds her to such servitude, aunt's reply gives the key to that lady's char- and declares her wish to leave. She is taacter: "Just take hold of the first thing that ken at her word, and despatched forth with, comes in your way. If the Lord's got any- Mrs. Grubbling telling her never to return thing bigger to give you, he'll see to it. but to “ fetch her things,” though secretly There's your mother's mending-basket brim- expecting to receive her again as an abject full of stockings.
penitent, when she would get more work Faith Gartney has beauty, loving friends, out of her than ever. Glory is taken by tender parents, though Mr. Gartney is im- Bridget Foye to her own poor home, and provident and always short of money, a kindly cared for. From hence she goes to young lover in Paul Rushleigh, and much an office where girls are waiting for a that should have made life bright to her; place.”. while in another young existence, that of Having tried a “genteel West-end intelGlory M.Whirk, an orphan brought up in ligence office,” Aunt Henderson and Faith, Stonebury Poor-house, into which there in great disgust, "go down town, and try seemed little probability of “any great joy” some of the common ones.”
Here they • ever getting, though she, also, was looking meet with Glory; attracted by her pitiful for something to happen. A place is found exclamation, as another girl stepped before for her with a Mrs. Grubbling, in Budd her, of “ Plenty of good times going, but Street, one of those houses where they they all go right by ; I ain't never in any have fried dinners so often that the smell of 'em!.” – never gets out,” and “ here Glory M.Whirk, from eight years old to nearly fifteen, senur- “ Call that red-he ed knives and brasses, tended door-bell, set Miss Henderson, turning square round from
ded girl to me,” said tables, washed dishes, and minded the baby; the dirty figure that was presenting itself whom, at her peril, she must keep paci- before her, and addressing the desk.
- She fied'- i. e., amused and content, while its looks clean and bright,” she added, aside, mother is busy.” This girl —
to Faith, as Glory timidly yet hastily answered a signal and approached.
6. And Uncherished, repressed in every natural longing to be and to have, took in all the more of poor. And longing for a chance. I'll have
her." what was possible ; for God had given her this glorious insight, this imagination, wherewith we fill up life's scanty outline, and grasp at all “ What was it I heard you say just now?" that might be, or that elsewhere is. In her, as "" I didn't mean to speak out so, mum. It in us all, it was often — nay, daily—a discon was only what I mostly thinks. That there's tent; yet a noble discontent, and curbed with a always lots of good times in the world, only grand, unconscious patience. She scoured her I ain't never in 'em.” knives ; she shuffled along the streets on hasty
“And you thought it would be good errands ; she went up and down the house in her small menial duties; she put on and off times, did you, to go off twenty miles into her coarse, repulsive clothing; she uttered her the country, to live alone with an old wosolf in her common, ignorant forms of speech; man like me ?” she showed only as a poor, low, little Irish girl, Miss Henderson's tone softened kindly to
the rough, uncouth girl, and encouraged | find her out. That somebody must always her to confidence.
eat “drumsticks” being Miss Sampson's Well, you see, mum, I should like so to motto, she illustrates it by always choosing go where things is green and pleasant. I the hardest nursing, “the toughest job,"
. lived in the country once, ever so long ago, and by her quiet, self-reliant, experienced when I was a little girl.”
way, and energetic rule, brings repose and Miss Henderson could not help a smile comfort to the anxious hearts around a sick that was half amused, and wholly pitiful, as bed. she looked in the face of this creature of fourteen, so strange and earnest, with its “ And you always take the
worst outline of fuzzy, cropped hair, and heard and hardest cases, Dr. Gracie says." her talk of " ever so long ago.”
“What's the use of taking a tough job “ There's only just the common here, you if you don't face the toughest part of it. I know, mum. And that's when all the don't want the comfortable end of the busichores is done. And you can't go on the ness. Somebody's got to nurse small-pox, grass, either.”
and yellow-fever, and raving-distracted “ Are you strong ?”
people; and I know the Lord made me fit “ Yes'm. I ain't never sick."
to do just that very work. There ain't “ And willing to work ? ”
many that He does make for it, but I'm one. “ Yes’m. Jest as much as I know how.” And if I shirked, there'd be a stitch drop“ And want to learn more ?"
ped." “ Yes'm.
I don't know as I'd know “ Yellow fever ! where have you nursed enough hardly, to begin, though.”
that?" “ Can you wash dishes ? And sweep ? “ Do you suppose I didn't go to Norfolk ? And set table?”
I've nursed it, and I've had it, and nursed it To each of these queries Glory succes- again. I've been in the cholera hospitals, sively interposed an affirmative monosylla- too. I'nı seasoned to most everything." ble, adding, gratuitously, at the close, and Do you think everybody ought to take tend baby, too, real good.” Her eyes filled, the hardest thing they can find to do ?” as she thought of the Grubbling baby, with “Do you think everybody ought to eat the love that always grows for that whereto drumsticks? We'd have to kill an unreaone has sacrificed oneself.
sonable lot of fowls to let 'em. No. The ." You won't have any babies to tend. Lord portions out breast and wings, as well Time enough for that when you've learnt as legs. If He puts anything into your plenty of other things. Who do you belong plate, take it.”
“I don't belong to anybody, mum. Fath- There is a hearty and loving purpose in er, and mother, and grandmother is all the book, so that we go willingly whithersodead. I've done the chores and tended ever it is the author's will to take us; baby up at Mrs. Grubbling's ever since. whether it be into Aunt Faith’s cozy dwellThat's in Budd Street. I'm staying now in ing, where she and Glory receive the minisHigh Street, with Mrs. Foye. Number 15." ter. Roger Armstrong, as an inmate, or to
“I'll come after you to-morrow. Have Cross Corner's Farm, across the field, where your things ready to go right off.”
Faith has persuaded her father and mother
to reside, giving up business, and letting Something happens” to Faith, besides the house in Hickory Street to add to his mending stockings and making Glory fit small income, and without other cares reto be seen. Mr. Gartney's health gives cover his lost health and strength. How way under the heavy losses he sustains, and Paul Rushleigh's wooing prospered, how the sacrifices he is obliged to make to pay Faith rewarded his constancy, and how his creditors. A critical case of typhoid Glory found the “good times, and was alrequires other care than wife or daughter ways in 'em,” it is not for us to reveal. can bestow, and Dr. Gracie, the old. tried Faith's path was made so pleasant and so friend and physician of the family, obtains easy, that trial of the kind that bruises the the services of Miss Sampson, the best nurse broken reed was not sent to her. Therefore, in all Mishaumok. After explaining to her the young life that may read“ Faith Gartall that he requires, he takes her down for a ney's Girlhood," must not suppose that, morsel of supper, stating that if that were when “something happens” to herself, her chicken on the table, she was a woman who longings and strivings to achieve some · always chose“ drumsticks;" and as she high and holy work of love” shall be atwas a study, Faith is set to work by him to tained in like manner; but take, as her
guide, the simple direction of doing with all could afford such an entertainment, it has her might that wbich her hand finds to do, now become exceedingly serious when, from and therewith be content. “Faith Gart- the Alhambra Palace in Leicester-square to ney's Girlhood” is quite worthy of the au- the Agricultural Hall at Islington, the dethor of the “ Gayworthys,” and greater mand for troops of girls who are to appear praise cannot be bestowed upon it.
every night, encumbered with as little clothing possible, before a crowd of spectators, has attained such extraordinary proportions. It is not by the “poetry of motion" that the visitors of such places of
amusement are attached and their attention From the London Review.
fascinated. Poetical such motions may be, INDECENT DANCES.
in the sense in which Catullus was a poet ;
but otherwise they are simply prurient to Fathers and mothers will not, we trust, the depraved, and to the undepraved (who look on us as puritanical
, if we think it had better stay away) disgusting. Sensutime to call their attention to a subject in ality alone, and that of the coarsest, is stimwhich the interests of morality are deeply ulated and indulged by advertisements involved, though some of its aspects have which particularly insist upon the “Jovelionly lately begun to engage the notice of ness” of the numerous performers, and by the
press. It has long been notorious that sights which, within the limits of decent that species of public entertainment called language, are indescribable. It is time to the ballet, though as an interlude on the ask, then, what we are coming to? We lyric stage it is looked on without com- are naturalizing in London some of the plaint by sedate and respectable members institutions of Lahore; but worse than of society, tends to recruit the ranks of a that, we are training our English nautchclass whose existence is a pestilent sore, girls not for a mere όρχησις παρoίνιος, perand whose increase is a national disgrace; performed in private before a limited numthat rich voluptuaries in many cases supply ber of spectators, but for a system of public the funds by which a manager's exchequer exhibitions, to find a parallel for which we is enabled to bear the drain caused by the must go back to the worst period of Corinexpensive spectacles in which crowds of thian corruption. This is not a matter updancing-girls appear; and that the patrons on which even the highest classes of society have all the opportunities which the cou- can afford to look with indifference. If lisses afford of cultivating an intimacy with tolerated, much more if patronized, the those whom they may specially wish to taint will spread, and a moral pestilence, favour. To be just, however, we must ad- worse immeasurably than any cholera or mit that there are instances in which public cattle plague, will desolate every rank of dancing became, from necessity, the calling society. Already our noblest matrons have of young girls who were brought up to it found reason to complain that their sons from childhood by worthless or helpless openly display their intimacy with the Anoparents, and in the end could hardly find nymas who exhibit their horse-breaking any other; that it is an extremely labori- abilities in Hyde-park; and even
their ous and even painful occupation, in which high-bred daughters form the style of their the most moderate degree of distinction conversation on such vicious and vulgar cannot be attained without a considerable models. But the imitation, they may be amount of actual suffering; and that there sure, will not stop there. If we can draw are many poor creatures by whom the toils any conclusion from what is happening in and hardships of such a life are endured as France, where at least one lady of very a bitter but unavoidable necessity. But, high rank and position has lately distinon the other hand, the more unpleasant guished herself in a way of which Sallust's such a life is, the stronger must be the words psallere, saltare elegantius quàm temptation to escape from it; and the hum- necesse est probæ – are a mild descripble coryphée, who is not sustained by the tion, is there not some reason to apprehend triumphs and the rewards of a Taglioni or that we may find amongst us not only an an Ellsler, is often only too happy to fly enormous increase of Phrynes, but even a from a bullying manager and a sneering large growth of Fulvias ? maître-de-ballet, to find a relief in praises Among fashionable people fashion is the that degrade, and consolations that destroy. only standard of morality. A good many
Bad as the case was, however, when only years ago our grandfathers and grandmoththe opera-houses and principal theatres ! ers were shocked by the introduction of a
foreign dance which was too bad for the not
POETRY very stern morality of Lord Byron, though it found favour with Lord 'Palmerston. Brother Fabian's Manuscript, and Other Byron, it is true, was no dancer, and Pal- Poems. By Sebastian Evans. (Macmerston was a good one. But, at the pres
millan & Co.) ent day, no person of fashion sees any harm Wayside Warbles. By Edward Capern, in waltzing. Later, another dance of Rural Postman of Bideford, Devon. foreign origin made its appearance amongst
(Sampson Low & Marston.) us, and, though discountenanced by the The Wild Garland; or, Curiosities of Povery highest authority, has nevertheless etry, Selected, Arranged, and Classified. taken and maintained its place at the balls
By Isaac J. Reeve. Vol. I. (F. Pitman.) ! of the best society. Whether the young ladies, who sometimes complain that the The reviewer whose long search in the bouquets they wore on their bosoms were dreary waste of modern verse is at length crushed by their partners in the waltz or rewarded by a glimpse of poetry will probthe polka, sustained at the same time any ably recall the lines in which Keats exdamage not visible to the eye, we will not presses his feelings on reading Chapman's undertake to decide ; though we must own
i Homer": that it is not calculated to produce in a well-regulated mind any sense of satisfac- Then felt I like some watcher of the skies, tion to see an honourably-nurtured maiden When a new planet swims into his ken : performing such dances in conjunction with Or like bold Cortez, when with eagle eyes some one who is known to disregard in He stared at the Pacific — and all his men practice the stringency of the seventh com- Look'd at each other with a wild surmise mandment. Brothers, however (of fashion, Silent upon a peak in Darien. be it understood), who know all about them, have no difficulty in introducing such per- The discovery of a new planet is, in fact, sons to their sisters as suitable partners. an event almost as rare in the poetical Upon this point, however, we will not en- heaven as in the sidereal. Mr. Evans is ter further into detail; we refer to the undoubtedly a poet; rough, unformed, and subject merely to illustrate the influence of somewhat sinewless, but still a poet. His public spectacles upon the morals of society. volume of Juvenilia is rich in promise, and The dances which have become in time leads us to believe that its author, when he popular and fashionable, when first seen on has learned to trust fully in his own powthe stage were not thought quite correct
, ers, to avoid imitation, to perfect his work, and society did not entertain any good and, most of all, to “ blot,” will produce opinion of the performers. But what was poetry of a high order. We are equally
at first barely “ endured" was afterwards impressed with the wealth and the incomv " embraced,” and now one would be thought pleteness of his work. He scatters on every
rather strait-laced who should condemn side gems, pure indeed in water, but badly what “all the world” approves of. Clearly, cut, and but half polished. There is scarcely However, a line must be drawn somewhere, an author whose works principally influence and society had better decide in time how the prevailing forms of modern poetry, of far it is prepared to go in this direction. whcm, as we read, we are not at times reParents will do well to set their faces minded. Keats, Tennyson, Hood, and against the spread of immoral entertain- Browning are, in turns, recalled to us, and ments if they do not wish to find their sons recollections of older poets, as Milton and laying the foundations of a life of shame Herrick, are also evoked. in a youth of sin ; and, above all, if they The scene of the opening poem is laid in would not have that said of their daughters the fifteenth century, in the Abbey of Saint
once written with too much Werewulf juxta Slingsby; and in the poem truth:
itself Prior Hugo narrates how the Abbey
became possessed of Brother Fabian's “ Man“ Motus doceri gaudet Ionicos
uscript.” The prioress of a neighbouring Matura virgo, et fingitur artubus
convent transferred to the abbott of Saint Jam nunc, et incestos amores Werewulf the precious roll, in order, by its
De tenero meditatur ungui.” sacrifice, to obtain the remission of a pen