Kotzebue. I would rather turn back with you to the ancient glories of our country, than fix my attention on the sorrowful scenes more near to us. We may be justly proud of our literary men, who unite the suffrages of every capital, to the exclusion of almost all their own.

Sandt. Many Germans well deserve this honor, others are manger-fed and hirelings. Kotzebue.-The English and the Greeks are the only nations that rival us in poetry, or in any works of imagination.

Kotzebue.-I will not betray you.

Sandt. That would serve nobody: yet, if in your opinion betraying me can benefit you or your family, deem it no harm; so much greater has been done by you in abandoning the cause of Germany. Here is your paper; here is your ink.

Kotzebue.-Do you imagine me an informer?

Be my friend!

Kotzebue. I would be.
Sandt.-Be a German!
Kotzebue.-I am.

Sandt, (having gone out.)-Perjurer and profaner! Yet his heart is kindly. I must grieve for him! Away with tenderness! I disrobe him of the privilege to pity me or to praise me, as he would have done had I lived of old. Better men shall do more. God calls them: me too he calls: I will enter the door again. May the greater sacrifice bring the people together, and hold them evermore in peace and concord. The lesser victim follows willingly. (Enters again.)

Sandt. From maxims and conduct such as yours, spring up the brood, the necessity, and the occupation of them. There would Sandt. While on this high ground we be none, if good men thought it a part of pretend to a rivalship with England and goodness to be as active and vigilant as the Greece, can we reflect, without a sinking bad. I must go, sir! Return to yourself in of the heart, on our inferiority in political time! How it pains me to think of losing and civil dignity? Why are we lower than you! they? Our mothers are like their mothers; our children are like their children; our limbs are as strong, our capacities are as enlarged, our desire of improvement in the arts and sciences is neither less vivid and generous, nor less temperate and well-directed. The Greeks were under disadvantages which never bore in any degree on us; yet they rose through them vigorously and erectly. They were Asiatic in what ought to be the finer part of the affections; their women were veiled and secluded, never visited the captive, never released the slave, never sat by the sick in the hospital, never heard the child's lesson repeated in the school. Ours are more tender, compassionate, and charitable, than poets have feigned of the past, or prophets have announced of the future; and, nursed at their breasts and educated at their feet, blush we not at our degeneracy? The most indifferent stranger feels a pleasure at finding, in the worst-written history of Spain, her various kingdoms ultimately mingled, although the character of the governors, and perhaps of the governed, is congenial to few. What delight, then, must overflow on Europe, from seeing the mother of her noblest nation rear again her venerable head, and bless all her children for the first time united! Kotzebue. I am bound to oppose such a project.

Sandt.-Say not so: in God's name, say

not so.

Turn! die! (strikes.)

Alas! alas! no man ever fell alone. How many innocent always perish with one guilty! and writhe longer!

Unhappy children! I shall weep for you elsewhere. Some days are left me. In a very few the whole of this little world will lie between us. I have sanctified in you the memory of your father. Genius but reveals dishonor, commiseration covers it.

ALLAN CUNNINGHAM -Chauntry had caused a splendid vault to be built for himself, and, with much kindness, proposed to Allan Cunningham that he also should be buried in it. "No no," anI'll lie whar' the wind shall blow over, and the daiswered Allan, "I'll not be built over when I'm dead;

seys grow upon my grave."

THE heavy swell was recorded in our last for the admiration and instruction of remote ages. When the nineteenth century shall be long out of date, and centuries in general out of their teens, posterity will revert to our delineation of the heavy swell with pleasure undiminished, through the long succession of ages yet to come; the macaroni, the fop, the dandy, will be forgotten, or remembered only in our graphic portraiture of the heavy swell. But the heavy swell is, after all, a harmless nobody. His curse, his besetting sin, his monomania, is and vanity tinctured with pride; his weak point can hardly be called a crime, since it affects and injures nobody but himself, if, indeed, it can be said to injure him who glories in his vocation-who is the echo of a sound, the shadow of a shade.

Forgotten hopes and dreams of vanished years are positively noxious to society, as well

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ery, among which albums, great, small and dungus, and thereupon you are favored with intermediate, must by no means be forgot- sundry passages (out of Debrett,) upon the intermarriages, &c., of that illustrious family; you are asked whether Bishop is the composer of "I saw her in a twinkling," and whether the minor is not fine? Miss tells you she has transposed it from G to C, as suiting her voice better-whereupon mamma acquaints you, that a hundred and twenty guineas for a harp is moderate, she thinks; you think so too, taking that opportunity to admire the harp, saying that you saw one exactly like it at Lord (any Lord that strikes you,) So-and-So's, in St. James's Square. This produces an invitation to dinner; and with many lamentations on English weather, and an eulogium on the climate of Florence, you pay your parting compliments, and take your leave.

The room is papered with some splendacious pattern in blue and gold; a chandelier of imposing gingerbread depends from the richly ornamented ceiling; every variety of ottoman, lounger, settee, is scattered about, so that to get a chair involves the right-ofsearch question; the bell-pulls are painted in Poonah; there is a Brussels carpet of flaming colors, curtains with massive fringes, bad pictures in gorgeous frames; prints, after Ross, of her Majesty and Prince Albert, of course; and mezzotints of the Duke of Wellington and Sir Robert Peel, for whom the gentility-monger has a profound respect, and of whom he talks with a familiarity, showing that it is not his fault, at least, if these exalted personages do not admit him to the honor of their acquaint

ance.

At dinner you meet a claret-faced Irish absentee, whose good society is a good dinner, and who is too happy to be asked In fact, you see the drawing-room is not anywhere that a good dinner is to be had; a intended for sitting down in, and when the young silky clergyman, in black curled lady appears, you are inclined to believe whiskers, and a white choker; one of the she never sits down; at least the full-blown meaner fry of M. P.'s; a person who calls swell of that satin skirt seems never destin- himself a foreign count; a claimant of a ed to the compression of a chair. The con- dormant peerage; a baronet of some sort, versation is as usual, "Have you read the not above the professional; sundry proprie morning paper?" meaning the Court Circu- ty-faced people in yellow waistcoats, who lar and fashionable intelligence; "do you say little, and whose social position you know whether the Queen is at Windsor or cannot well make out; half-a-dozen ladies Claremont, and how long her majesty in- of an uncertain age, dressed in grand style, tends to remain ; whether town is fuller than with turbans of imposing tournure; and a it was, or not so full; when the next Al- young, diffident, equivocal-looking gent who mack's ball takes place; whether you were sits at the bottom of the table, and whom at the last drawing-room, and which of the you instinctively make out to be a family fair debutantes you most admire; whether doctor, tutor, or nephew, with expectations. Tamburini is to be denied us next year ?" No young ladies, unless the young ladies of with many lamentations touching the pos- the family, appear at the dinner parties of sible defection, as if the migrations of an these gentility-mongers; because the moopera thrush were of the least consequence tive of the entertainment is pride, not pleasto any rational creature-of course you ure; and therefore prigs and frumps are in don't say so, but lament Tamburini as if he keeping, and young women with brains, or were your father; "whether it is true that power of conversation, would only distract we are to have the two Fannies, Taglioni attention from the grand business of life, and Cerito, this season; and what a heaven that is to say, dinner; besides, a seat at taof delight we shall experience from the uni- ble here is an object, where the expense is ted action of these twenty supernatural pet-great, and nobody is asked for his or her titoes." You needn't express yourself af- own sake, but for an object either of ostenter this fashion, else you will shock miss, tation, interest, or vanity. Hospitality nevwho lounges near you in an agony of af er enters into the composition of a gentilityfected rapture; you must sigh, shrug your monger; he gives a dinner, wine, and a shoulders, twirl your cane, and say "di- shake of the hand, but does not know what vine-yes-hope it may be so-exquisite the word welcome means; he says, now and exquisite." This naturally leads you to the then, to his wife, "My dear, I think we must last new songs, condescendingly exhibited give a dinner;" a dinner is accordingly deto you by miss, if you are somebody, (if no-termined on, cards issued three weeks in body, miss does not appear;) you are informed that "My heart is like a pickled salmon," is dedicated to the Duchess of Mun

advance, that you may be premeditatedly dull; the dinner is gorgeous to repletion, that conversation may be kept as stagnant

As the order of precedence at the house of a gentility-monger is not strictly understood, the host desires Honorable Sniftky to take down miss; and calling out the names of the other guests, like a muster-master of the guards, pairs them, and sends them down to the dining-room, where you find the nephew, or family doctor, (or whatever he is,) who has inspected the arrangement of the table, already in waiting.

as possible. Of those happy surprise invi- monger, his lady and miss, with nods and tations-those unexpected extemporaneous becks, and wreathed smiles of unqualified dinners, that as they come without thinking admiration and respect. or expectation, so go off with eclat, and leave behind the memory of a cheerful evening he has no idea; a man of fashion, whose place is fixed, and who has only himself to please, will ask you to a slice of crimped cod and a hash of mutton, without ceremony and when he puts a cool bottle on the table, after a dinner that he and his friend have really enjoyed, will never so much as apologize with, "my dear sir, I fear you have had a wretched dinner," or I wish I had known I should have had something better." This affected depreciation of his hospitality he leaves to the gentility-monger, who will insist on cramming you with fish, flesh, and fowls,till you are like to burst; and then, by way of apology, get his guests to pay the reckoning in plethoric laudation of his mountains of victual.

You take your place, not without that excess of ceremony that distinguishes the ta ble of a gentility-monger; the Honorable Sniftky, ex-officio, takes his place between mamma and miss, glancing vacancy round the table, lest any body should think himself especially honored by a fixed stare; covers are removed by the mob of occasional waiters in attendance, and white soup and brown soup, thick and heavy as judges of assize, go circuit.

pedestal, and inquires with well-affected ignorance whether that is a present; the gentility-monger asks the diner-out to wine, as he deserves, then enters into a long apologetical self-laudation of his exertions in behalf of the CANNIBAL ISLANDS, ABORIGines, PROTECTION, AND BRITISH SUBJECT TRANSPORTATION SOCIETY, (some emigration crimping scheme, in short,) in which his humble efforts to diffuse civilization and promote Christianity, however unworthy, ("No, no," from the diner-out,) gained the esteem of his fellow-laborers, and the approbation of his own con- "Shall I send you some fish, sir ?" says the man at the foot of the table, addressing himself to the Honorable Sniftky, and cutting short the oration.

If you wait in the drawing-room, kicking your heels for an hour after the appointed time, although you arrived to a minute, as Then comes hobnobbing, with an interloevery Christian does, you may be sure that cutory dissertation upon a plateau, candelasomebody who patronizes the gentility- brum, or some other superfluous machine, monger,probably the Honorable Mr. Sniftky, in the centre of the table. One of the prois expected, and has not come. It is vain fessed diners-out, discovers for the twentifor you to attempt to talk to your host, host-eth time an inscription in dead silver on the ess, or miss, who are absorbed, body and soul, in expectation of Honorable Sniftky; the propriety-faced people in the yellow waistcoats attitudinize in groups about the room, putting one pump out, drawing the other in, inserting the thumb gracefully in the arm-hole of the yellow waistcoats, and talking icicles; the young fellows play with a sprig of lily-of-the-valley in a button-hole -admire a flowing portrait of miss, asking one another if it is not very like or hang over the back of a chair of one of the turbaned ladies, who gives good evening parties; the host receives a great many compliments upon one thing and another, from some of the professed diners-out, who take every opportunity of paying for their dinner beforehand; every body freezes with the chilling sensation of dinner deferred, and "curses not loud but deep," are imprecated on the Honorable Sniftky. At last, a prolonged rat-tat-tat announces the arrival of the noble beast, the lion of the evening; the Honorable Sniftky, who is a junior clerk in the Foreign Office, is announced by the footman out of livery, (for the day,) and announces himself a minute after; he comes in a long tailed coat and boots, to show his contempt for his entertainers, and mouths a sort of apology for keeping his betters waiting, which is received by the gentility

A monstrous salmon and a huge turbot are now dispensed to the hungry multitude; the gentility-monger has no idea that the biggest turbot is not the best; he knows it is the dearest, and that is enough for him; he would have his dishes like his cash-book, to show at a glance how much he has at his banker's. When the flesh of the guests has been sufficiently fishified, there is an interregnum, filled up with another circuit of wine, until the arrival of the pièces de resistance, the imitations of made dishes, and the usual etceteras. The conversation, meanwhile, is carried on in a staccato style; a

touch here, a hit there, a miss almost every- one of the diners-out, and is contradicted in where; the Honorable Sniftky turning the turn by the baronet; the foreign count is head of mamma with affected compliments, in deep conversation with a hard featured and hobnobbing to himself without intermis- man, supposed to be a stockjobber; the sion. After a sufficiently tedious interval, clergyman extols the labors of the host in the long succession of wasteful extrava- the matter of the Cannibal Islands, Aborigi gance is cleared away with the upper table-nes Protection Society, in which his revercloth; the dowagers, at a look from our ence takes an interest; the claimant of the hostess, rise with dignity and decorously dormant peerage retails his pedigree, pulretire, miss modestly bringing up the rear-ling to pieces the attorney general, who the man at the foot of the table with the has expressed an opinion hostile to his prehandle of the door in one hand, and a nap-tensions. kin in the other, bowing them out.

In the mean time, the piano is joined by a harp, in musical solicitation of the company to join the ladies in the drawing room; they do so, looking flushed and plethoric, sink into easy chairs, sip tea, the younger beaux turning over, with miss, books of Beauty and Keepsakes; at eleven, coaches and cabs arrive, you take formal leave, ex

Now the host sings out to the Honorable Sniftky to draw his chair closer and be jovial, as if people, after an oppressively expensive dinner, can be jovial to order. The wine goes round, and laudations go with it; the professed diners-out inquire the vintage; the Honorable Mr. Sniftky intrenches himself behind a rampart of fruit dishes, speak-pressing with a melancholy countenance ing only when he is spoken to, and glancing your sense of the delightfulness of the eveinquisitively at the several speakers, as ning, get to your chambers, and forget, over much as to say, "What a fellow you are to a broiled bone and a bottle of Dublin stout, talk;" the host essays a bon mot, or tells a in what an infernal, prosy, thankless, stonestory bordering on the ideal, which he thinks faced, yellow-waistcoated, unsympathizing, is fashionable, and shows that he knows unintellectual, selfish, stupid set you have life; the Honorable Sniftky drinks claret been condemned to pass an afternoon, asfrom a beer glass, and after the third bottle sisting at the ostentatious exhibition of affects to discover his mistake, wondering vulgar wealth, where gulosity has been what he could be thinking of; this produces much laughter from all save the professed diners-out, who dare not take such a liberty and is the jest of the evening.

unrelieved by one single sally of wit, humor, good nature, humanity or charity; where you come without a welcome, and leave without a friend.

When the drinkers, drinkables, and talk The whole art of the gentility-mongers are quite exhausted, the noise of a piano of all sorts in London, and á fortiori of their recalls to our bewildered recollections the wives and families, is to lay a tax upon ladies, and we drink their healths; the social intercourse as nearly as possible Honorable Sniftky, pretending that it is amounting to a prohibition; their dinners foreign post night at the Foreign Office, are criminally wasteful,and sinfully extravawalks off without even a bow to the assem-gant to this end; to this end they insist on bled diners, the gentility-monger following making price the test of what they are pleashim submissively to the door; then returned to consider select society in their own sets, ing, tells us that he's sorry Sniftky's gone, he's such a good natured fellow, while the gentleman so characterized gets into his cab, drives to his club, and excites the commiseration of every body there, by relating how he was bored with an old ruffian, who insisted upon his (Sniftky's) going to dinner in Bryanston Square; at which there are many "Oh's!" and "Ah's!" and "what could you expect?-Bryanston Square!-people of fashion. served you right."

In the mean time, the guests, relieved of the presence of the Honorable Sniftky, are rather more at their ease: a baronet, (who was lord mayor, or something of that sort) waxes jocular, and gives decided indications of something like "how came you so;" the man at the foot of the table contradicts

and they consequently cannot have a dance without guinea tickets, nor a pic-nic without dozens of champaigne. This shows their native ignorance and vulgarity more than enough; genteel people go upon a plan directly contrary, not merely enjoying themselves, but enjoying themselves without extravagance or waste; in this respect the gentility-mongers would do well to imitate

The exertions a gentility-monger will make to rub his skirts against people above him; the humiliations, mortifications, snubbing, he will submit to, are almost incredible. One would hardly believe that a retired tradesman, of immense wealth, and enjoying all the respect that immense wealth will secure, should actually offer large sums of