Pfeiffer was born with an innate passion for travel. | success in a branch of literary creation where tri From earliest childhood, her great longing was to see umphs are so much less frequent than defeats. (Rich the world. The sight of a traveling carriage brought mond. Published by John R. Thompson.) tears to her eyes. When a mere girl of ten or twelve, The Claims of Science, by WILLIAM C. RICHARDS, she devoured every book of travels on which she is an Anniversary Discourse before the Literary Socould lay her hands. Subsequently, she made nume-cieties of Erskine College, South Carolina. It sets rous tours with her parents, and at a later period forth the value and importance of the physical sciwith her husband. Nothing could detain her at home, ences, both as the means of a generous intellectual out the care of her children. When their education culture, and the condition of great practical discov was completed, her youthful dreams and visions be- eries. The argument of the speaker is sustained gan to haunt her imagination. Distant lands and with great vigor of statement, and a rich profusion o strange customs seemed to open upon her a new illustration. Familiar with the varied field of nature, heaven and a new earth. Her age made it not in-he expatiates on her majesty and loveliness with the convenient to travel alone. Defying danger and pri- enthusiasm of a favored votary. The style of the disvation, she resumed her travels, and has since left course is chaste and polished throughout, and often scarce a spot of peculiar interest on the globe un-rises into earnest and impressive eloquence. visited. In the volume now published, she describes A second series of Greenwood Leaves, being a col a voyage to Brazil, with excursions into the interior, lection of letters and sketches by Grace Green a voyage to Canton by way of Tahiti, a residence in WOOD, has just been published by Ticknor, Reed, and China, Hindostan, Persia, Turkey, and other coun- Fields. A sincere, genial, thoroughly individualistic tries of most importance to the intelligent traveler. production-overflowing with exuberant gayetyShe possesses a happy talent of portraying incidents though dashed with frequent touches of bitter sadness and facts in an agreeable manner. Her work is re--often wildly impulsive, but always kindly, human, plete with valuable information, while its perpetual good humor, sagacious observation, and sound common sense, sustain an unflagging interest in its perusal.

Charles Scribner has published a beautiful edition of IK. MARVEL's Reveries of a Bachelor, with several admirable illustrations by Darley. Welcome to our quaint, enial, "bachelor," in his holiday costume, destined to shed a new gladness over the new year by his delicious whimsicalities, and his quaint, sparkling, mosaic of fun, frolic, and melting pathos! Welcome with his most fantastic dreams, so cheery and bright, in the midst of the bustling, heartless utilities of the day! We can recommend Ik. Marvel's lifesome, soul-ful pages to all whose spirits are chafed with the wear and tear of this working-day world.

and hopeful-with occasional specimens of sharpshooting, though the polished, nimble arrows are never dipped in poison. It will be widely read for its spicy humor, its fine, frolicsome naïveté, its gushing good. nature, and its genuine nobleness of tone, even by those who may now and then wish that she would leave political and social questions to the sterner sex. The same publishers have issued another work by GRACE GREENWOOD, entitled Recollections of my Childhood, intended for juvenile readers, and abounding in beautiful appeals to the best feelings of the young heart, illustrated by the reminiscences of per sonal experience.

whom it is intended. It is equally rich in attractive ness and in information.

M. W. Dodd has published a translation from the German of HILDEBRANDT, of Winter in Spitzbergen, by E. GOODRICH SMITH, depicting the frozen hor Aims and Obstacles by G. P. R. JAMES. Another rors of that savage clime. It is a narrative of great production of the most indefatigable of English nov-interest, and will be read eagerly by young people, for elists, whose powers seem to have received a new impulse from his recent change of residence. The scene of this work is laid in England, and like all its predecessors, abounds in lively sketches of character, and charming descriptions of nature. For boldness of invention, variety of incident, and freshness of feeling, it is not surpassed by any recent produc

tion of its eminent author.

A collection of stories by CAROLine Chesebro', entitled Dream-Land by Daylight, has been issued by Redfield in a style of uncommon typographical neatness. The writings of this lady are not un known to the public, in the isolated form in which many of them have already made their appearance. Norman Maurice, by W. GILMORE SIMMS, is the We are glad that she has been induced to embody title of a new drama, which can not fail to add to the them in this pleasant volume, which, we think, will high literary reputation of its distinguished author. occupy no inferior place in American fictitious liter The materials are derived from American profession-ature. We find in it the unmistakable evidences of al and political life; not a very promising source, one originality of mind, an almost superfluous depth of would suppose, for a work of art; but in the plastic reflection for the department of composition to which hands of the present writer, they are wrought into a it is devoted, a rare facility in seizing the multiform dramatic composition of admirable skill and thrilling aspects of nature, and a still rarer power of giving interest. The plot is one of great simplicity. A no- them the form and hue of imagination, without deble-minded and brilliantly-gifted person becomes the stroying their identity. The writer has not yet atobject of jealousy and hatred to a crafty, unscrupulous tained the mastery of expression, corresponding to villain. The drama consists in the development of the liveliness of her fancy and the intensity of her his infernal machinations for the ruin of his enemy, thought. Her style suffers from the want of propor and the ultimate triumph of the latter over his foul tion, of harmony, of artistic modulation, and though and cunning conspiracies. The denouement is effect- frequently showing an almost masculine energy, ed by an heroic instance of self-devotion on the part destitute of the sweet and graceful fluency which of a woman, whose character exhibits a rare combina- would finely attemper her bold and striking concep tion of feminine loveliness and strength. Mr. Simms tions. We do not allude to this in any spirit of has succeeded in portraying some of the darker pas-carping censure; but to account for the want of sions of humanity with uncommon power. His lan-popular effect which, we apprehend, will not be so guage is terse and vigorous-intense, but not extravagant, and often marked by an idiomatic simplicity that reminds one of the golden age of dramatic writing We rejoice to notice such an instance of decided

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decided in this volume as in future productions of the author. She shas not yet exhausted the golden placers of her genius; but the products will obtain a more active currency when they come refined and

which merits a cordial reception by the publ., boil for the extent and accuracy of its information, and the beauty and good taste of its execution.

by Charles Scribner), is a collection of popular es The Evening Book, by Mrs. KIRKLAND (published ern Life, including many of the most agreeable pro says on morals and manners, with sketches of West ductions of the favorite authoress. Several of them have a sober, didactic aim, but all are marked with Mrs. Kirkland's habitual brilliancy and point. Hel discussions of various topics of social ethics are ad mirable. She exhibits the acute tact of a woman ir her perceptions of character, while she presents the fruits of tranquil reflection in a tone of masculine vigor. The spirit of these essays is one of mild, contemplative wisdom, gracefully blended with a love of the humorous, and a spice of perfectly goodnatured satire.-A number of beautiful illustrations greatly enhances the interest of the volume.

Brothers), is the title of one of the most powerful English novels of the season. The Tutor's Ward (published by Harper and lustrate the great moral truth that the soul's repose is not found in human love; that the immortal spirit can It is intended to il type of that which can never die. The story turns live in love alone; but that human love is only the on two female characters-one a brilliant, gifted, fascinating, bewildering creature, whose heart has

rilliant from the mint, with a familiar legible stamp, which can be read by all without an effort.-The fantastic, alliterative title of this volume does no justice to the genuine value of its contents, and we hope Miss Chesebro' will hereafter avoid such poverty-struck devices of ambitious second-rate writers. Memoir of Mary Lyon, compiled by EDWARD HITCHCOCK, President of Amherst College, has passed to a third edition from the press of Hopkins, Bridgman, and Co., Northampton. It is a record of a life devoted to a great work of Christian benevolence. Inspired by a lofty sense of duty, possessing an energy of purpose and a power of execution seldom equaled in any walk of life, and endowed with intellectual gifts of a robust, practical character, Miss Lyon was a highly successful agent in the cause of popular and religious education. The narrative of her labors is no less interesting than it is useful and instructive. Her name is held in grateful remembrance in New England by numerous pupils to whose character she gave a powerful impulse for good. The present volume is prepared with the ability of which the name attached to it is a promise. It is an excellent piece of biography, in all respects, and will long hold an honored place in New England households. Sixteen Months at the Gold Diggings, by DANIEL B. WOODS. (Published by Harper and Brothers.) The peculiar value of this work consists in its being an authentic record of the experience of an intelli-been wholly steeped in selfishness, but whose artful gent and trustworthy writer. In this respect, we have seen no publication on California that is its equa. Mr. Woods is a man of high character and learned education, who was led by ill health to exchange the duties of professional life for the rude toils of the gold-digger. He engaged in his new business with unflinching energy. Becoming a miner among the miners, he had the most ample opportunities to learn their condition, their prospects, their sufferings, and their rewards. He describes plainly what he saw. He borrows no colors from the fancy. His book is a record of hard facts. It introduces us behind the scenes. Eminently free from exaggeration, it shows the hardships by which the gold of California was procured on the first discovery of the placers. Its tendency is to discourage emigration. He would advise those who are tolerably well off at home to be content. At the same time, the California adventurer, who is tempted by the hope of a golden harvest to leave the blessings of Atlantic eivilization, will find a guide and counselor in this JOSEPH P. THOMPSON, entitled Hints to Employers. M. W. Dodd has issued a little volume by Rev. volume, which can hardly fail to be of essential The substance of it was originally delivered in lecservice. We recommend all prospective gold-dig-tures at the Broadway Tabernacle, but the importance gers to take it with them across the Isthmus or of its suggestions eminently deserves a more permaaround the Cape.

the other, a being of rare and beautiful endowments, nature has called forth the most impassioned lovewith an intense, loving, devoted soul, in whom pas sion takes the form of a sublime, almost inconceiva ble disinterestedness, presenting the most striking conrending tragedy; the scenes are skillfully shaded off trast to her rival and evil genius. The plot is a hearttill they present the sullen blackness of midnight; the whole winding up with terrible retributions and despair. While we do not think the developments of this story are true to nature, we can not deny its strange, irresistible fascinations. It paints an ideal of heartless egotism on the one side, and of generous self-sacrifice on the other, which is psychologically impossible; but this ideal is set forth with so much subtlety of invention, such tragic pathos, and such artistic word-painting, that we forgive the defects of the plot, in our admiration of the skill with which it is conducted.

D. Appleton and Co. have issued an elegant vol- out gloves, and shows himself as well acquainted ume of Oriental travels, entitled The Land of Bon- with the customs of trade as with the usages of the nent form. Mr. Thompson handles the subject withdage, by the Rev. J. M. WAINWRIGHT. It contains Church. His strictures on the prevailing methods the journal of a tour in Egypt, with a description of of business are forcibly put, and have the merit of its ancient monuments and present condition, illus-being directed against systems rather than against trated by a variety of well-executed appropriate en- individuals. It is far better, for instance, to point gravings. The work is intended to present an accurate record of the observations made by the intelli- custom, than to inveigh against those who can not gent author, without aiming at the brilliant vivacity deviate from established habits without great sacriout the evils of employing "drummers" to gain which has been so much affected by recent travelers fice. Abolish an evil system, and the whole commu. in the East. It is a simple, faithful narrative, and nity is benefited; while abstaining from it in single makes no pretensions to being a romance or prose-cases is only an individual advantage. Mr. Thomppoem. The scenes visited by Dr. Wainwright, comprising the valley of the Nile from Cairo to Thebes, are full of interest. He describes them minutely, and with excellent taste. Uniting a fresh susceptibility to the romantic impressions of the "morning land," with a style of polished classic elegance, Dr. Wainwright has produced a standard book of travels,

earnestness, but does not deal in wholesale denun
son discusses the whole subject with decision and
ciation.

tings, is carrying on in weekly numbers and monthly
The Collected Edition of DOUGLAS JERROLD'S Wri
parts. Jerrold's writing is very unequal, the story

and the style sometimes limping tiresomely; but | ed with the Free Church of Scotland, but has other

even then detached thoughts and expressions keep up interest, and few pages pass without presenting a good idea or a good joke.

In announcing a new novel by BULWER, the London Critic remarks: "Certainly, whatever the faults of our own wayward BULWER' (as Miss MARTINEAU fondly calls him), a want of industry can not be laid to his charge. What with novels, dramas, epics, Byronics, editorships, pamphlets, parliamenteering, electioneering, and even agitating, when the interests of the drama and literature seem to require it, BULWER is as hard-working a man as any pale or ruddy-bustling compiler in the reading-room of the British Museum. Close beside him in the advertisement columns (though not in life) is Lady Bulwer, 'who also announces a new novel, "Molière's Tragedy his Life and Times," another of those "literary novels" which Mr. GRAVE lately predicted would soon be rife. Lady BULWER has taken the idea directly from GEORGE SAND, who recently produced, with considerable success on the Paris stage, a drama of "Molière," in which the poet was made the dupe of a heartless coquette. Our English authoress's title is rather lachrymose for the subject; since MOLIERE's life was by no means a tragic, but, on the whole, a pleasant and successful one."

Chairs attached, one of which, on Natural History, is held by Dr. FLEMING, the zoologist. On November 11th the Philosophical Institution of the same city was opened for the session by Sir DAVID BREWSTER, who gave an able address. Among the lecturers announced for the season are some distinguished names, and the institution seems to be conducted in a higher tone than is usual in similar places of popular instruction and amusement. HUGH MILLER, the geol. ogist, and ISAAC TAYLOR, author of the "Natural History of Enthusiasm," are to deliver courses of lectures. In the University of Edinburgh, Principal LEE is reading a course of Moral Philosophy Lectures, in room of Professor WILSON, whose illness precludes him from any public duty.

Madame PFEIFFER's account of her voyage round the world, says a London journal, a translation of which has just been published by Messrs Longman, is exceedingly interesting, and as full of adventure as the production of the awful Cumming Gordon, of rhinoceros-riding notoriety. When in Brazil, she undertook a long and hazardous journey into the interior, to visit the Puri Indians. She states that many of these singular people have been baptized, and, indeed, "they are at all times willing, for the consideration of a little brandy, to go through the ceremony again, and only regret that they have not more frequent opportunities, especially as it does not last long." Their language is extremely poor, and they have no method of expressing number but by repeat

quired. For yesterday, to-day, and to-morrow, they have only one word, and they express the variety of meaning by "pointing backward for yesterday, for ward for to-morrow, and over the head for the pass ing day." We have noticed Harper's edition of this work in another place.

We find a curious anecdote of Chevalier BUNSEN in connection with the recently-published Life of NIEBUHR, issued in London, under the superintendence of the Chevalier: The portly and hearty repre-ing one, two-one, two, as many times as may be re sentative of Prussia at the Court of St. James, NIEBUHR, the Roman historian-every body has heard and knows something of him. But every body does not know the special claim that his memory has on BUNSEN; for the latter, though he has risen to be the Minister of Public Instruction and Foreign Representative of a great kingdom, was once (how strangely it sounds in English ears)-not even a calicoprinter or a cotton-spinner-but a poor student, NIEBUHR's humble amanuensis! A prodigy of learning, as unknown then as Mr. THOMAS WATTS of the British Museum Library, in comparison with his deserts, is unknown now. BUNSEN, the story runs, was in attendance on his employer, at that time Prussian Minister at Rome, when the King of Prussia, then Crown Prince, paid NIEBUHR a visit. The conversation turned upon literary matters, and the Crown Prince made a statement which the humble amanuensis, bursting into the talk, took upon him flatly to contradict. Most Crown Princes (and some British commoners) would have flown into a passion. Not so our FREDERICK WILLIAM the Fourth of Prussia. He inquired into the character and history of the plain-spoken youth; found that he knew every language and literature under heaven, from Chinese and Coptic to Welsh and Icelandic; kept his eye on him, and gradually promoted him to be what he is. NIEBUHR's letters have been published, and some years ago a biography of him, founded on them, was attempted in Tait's Magazine, and broke down; but BUNSEN's will be the life. NIEBUHR was foolish enough to die of the Three Days of July, 1830, being a staunch conservative. As the French would say: Tant pis pour lui!

The late work of Sir JOHN RICHARDSON on The Arctic Searching Expedition, now in press by Harper and Brothers, is spoken of with unqualified praise by the London press. We quote a notice from The Literary Gazette: "This work affords a glorious instance of genuine, hearty philanthropy. With a selfdevotion seldom equaled, and certainly never surpassed, the author of these volumes, at a time of life when most men think seriously of exchanging the cares and anxieties of an arduous profession, or of an official occupation, for repose, adventured forth to the terrible regions of Arctic America, to seek, and, if possible, to rescue a cherished friend. And this was done with no other incentive than friendship, hallowed by former companionship in the same regions, and the social intercourse of many years. With be coming modesty, Sir John Richardson is entirely si lent respecting his official and domestic position at the time of his departure on his humane mission; but it is due to him to say, that he left a valuable government appointment, and sacrificed pecuniary advant ages, when, taking leave of an affectionate wife and family, he left England in search of his old traveling companion; and though he has been happily restored to his country in unimpaired health and vigor, it must not be forgotten that the journey which he proposed taking, was not only arduous but hazardous, and might have been accompanied by a repetition of the frightful sufferings which befell him during his adventurous and memorable expedition with Franklin in the same country he was about to visit."

The Winter Session of the New College, Edinburgh, has been opened, with an introductory address, by the Rev. Dr. CUNNINGHAM, successor of Dr. CHALMERS, as Principal of the College. The institution is chiefly intended as a Theological School, connect- A new play by Mr. JERROLD, and one by Mr

MARSTON, are in the hands of Mr. KEAN, for early commenced to present KoSSUTH with a copy of representation.

Sir JAMES STEPHEN's Lectures on the History of France, republished by Harper and Brothers, are thus characterized by a recent journal: "The distinguishing characteristics of these lectures are an independent criticism, uninfluenced by previous authority, a religious philosophy which traces the effect of moral causes, the knowledge of a man of affairs rather than of a statesman, and a pellucid pleasantry of manner."

SHAKSPEARE'S Works, in a suitable casket. Mr. Jerrold remarks: "It is written in the brief history made known to us of Kossuth, that in an Austrian prison he was taught English by the words of the teacher Shakspeare. An Englishman's blood glows with the thought that, from the quiver of the immortal Saxon, Kossuth has furnished himself with those arrowy words that kindle as they fly-words that are weapons, as Austria will know. There are hundreds of thousands of Englishmen who would rejoice thus to endeavor to manifest their gratitude to Kossuth for the glorious words he has uttered among us, words that have been as pulses to the nation." To this ex

many quarters. An incident, not mentioned in the daily papers, is worth recording: that among other deputations to the Hungarian President in London, one was to present him with a copy of the Sacred Scriptures, for which many had subscribed. In his reply, Kossuth said how much he had owed, both of counsel and comfort, to the Bible, and that this present he would treasure as the choicest memorial of England. He took occasion at the same time to thank an honorable working-man, unknown to him, who, on his entering Winchester, had come up to his carriage and presented a Bible to Madame Kossuth.

HILDRETH'S History of the United States is now attracting the attention of London readers, and has given occasion to some able criticisms. His imper-cellent proposal a response has already been made in turbable coolness in the narration of events, excites no little surprise, and most of his judges would prefer a more impassioned tone. Nor, in the opinion of the London Athenæum, has he done justice to the character of Jefferson. The merits of the work as an authentic collection of facts, appear to be highly appreciated. The journal just alluded to, says: "On this point, we have to object that JEFFERSON-a man of remarkable powers, and whose spirit has more intimately transferred itself into the heart and hereditary sentiment of the American people than that of perhaps any other American, not perhaps excepting even Washington-does not seem to have received a full enough measure of that appreciation which even Mr. Hildreth might have been able to give him. Jefferson we regard as the type and father of much that is now most characteristic in the American mind; and in any history of the United States he ought to figure largely. We have to repeat that Mr. Hildreth's work is, in its kind, a most conscientious and laborious undertaking-as an accumulation of particulars and a register of debates unrivaled and therefore extremely valuable to all who wish to prosecute minute researches into the history of the Union, or of the several States composing it."

HERMAN MELVILLE's last work, Moby Dick, or The Whale, has excited a general interest among the critical journals of London. The bold and impulsive style of some portions of the book, seems to shock John Bull's fastidious sense of propriety. One of the most discriminating reviewals we have seen is from the London Atlas: "In some respects we hold it to be his (Mr. Melville's) greatest effort. In none of his previous works are finer or more highly-soaring imaginative powers put forth. In none of them are so many profound and fertile and thoroughly original veins of philosophic speculation, or rather, perhaps, philosophic fancy struck.. Upon the whale, its mysteries, and its terrors, he revels as if the subject nad enchantment for him. He pours into multitudinous chapters a mass of knowledge touching the whale-its habits and its history-the minutest details of its feeding or sporting, or swimming, strangely mixed with ingenious and daring speculations on the mysterious habits and peculiarities of the great brute the whole written in a tone of exaltation and poetic sentiment, which has a strange effect upon the reader's mind, in refining and elevating the subject of discourse, and, at last, making him look upon the whale as a sort of awful and unsoluble mystery-the most strange and the most terrible of the wonders of the deep. That Herman Melville knows more about whales than any man from Jonah down, we do really believe."

DOUGLAS JERROLD has written a letter, containing the suggestion, that a penny subscription shall be

An address to the Hungarian ex-president, from the citizens of Bath, was headed by the signature of WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR. His letter, in reply to KOSSUTH's acknowledgment, is worth recording, as a memorial of one so well known in the world of letters: "Sir-The chief glory of my life is, that I was the first in subscribing for the assistance of the Hun garians at the commencement of their struggle; the next is, that I have received the approbation of their illustrious chief. I, who have held the hand of KosCIUSKO, now kiss with veneration the signature of KOSSUTH. No other man alive could confer an hon or I would accept."

In a notice of SPRINGER'S Forest Life and Forest Trees (published by Harper and Brothers), the Lon don Spectator suggests a singular comparison between the population of England and the United States, as afforded by the social position of the respective countries: "The volume will be found interesting from its pictures of hardship, exertion, skill, and adventure, in a country little known to the English reader even from books. It has also an interest of a deeper kind. It is impossible to look at the willing labors of these men, and to consider them as only a portion of the rural population of the United States, without seeing what a raw material they possess for war or enterprise. It is the tendency of a dense population and a high civilization to dwarf the physical powers and energies of men in two ways-by congregating large numbers of men in cities, and engaging them in pursuits which if not absolutely injurious to health, are destructive to hardihood; and by removing from the face of a country those natural obstacles which call forth energy and readiness of resource. In En. gland, the working agriculturist is the most helpless of men out of his routine, from his having nothing to contend with: the 'navvies,' miners, and mariners, are almost the only classes trained to endurance and great physical exertion in their regular business, except the navy and perhaps the army, as special vocations."

The London Examiner pronounces LAYARD'S abridged, edition of Nineveh (just re-published by

Sheriff ALISON, the historian, has been re-elected tionnel graceful sketches of the lately-deceased DuchLord Rector of Glasgow University.

In a recent synodical letter of the Bishop of Luçon, among the books denounced as immoral and dangerous, are Anquetil's "History of France," Thiers's 'History of the French Revolution," Lemaistre de Sacy's "Translation of the New Testament," ," "Le Bonhomme Richard," and, lastly, "Robinson Cru-handy Histoire de Prince Rupert ("History of Prince soe!" Facts like these require no comment.