over the United States-six hundred miles of the distance on foot, and sixteen hundred in a flat-boat-I set out from Washington with fifteen dollars, to make a tour of the East. I got as far east as New York, where the last dollar and the prospect of reaching Jerusalem came to a conclusion at the same time. Sooner than return home, after having made a good beginning, I shipped before the mast in a whaler, and did some service, during a voyage to the Indian Ocean, in the way of scrubbing decks and catching whales. A mutiny occurred at the island of Zanzibar, where I sold myself out of the vessel for thirty dollars and a chest of old cloths; and spent three months very pleasantly at the consular residence, in the vicinity of his Highness the Imaum of Muscat. On my return to Washington, I labored hard for four years on Bank statistics and Treasury reports, by which time, in order to take the new administration by the fore-lock, I determined to start for the East again. The only chance I had of getting there was, to accept of an appointment as third lieutenant in the Revenue service, and to go to California, and thence to Oregon, where I was to report for duty. On the voyage to Rio, a difficulty occurred between the captain and the passengers of the vessel, and we were detained there nearly a month. I took part with the rebels, because I believed them to be right. The captain was deposed by the American consul, and the command of the vessel was offered to me; but having taken an active part against the late captain, I could not with propriety accept the offer. A whaling captain who had lost his vessel near Buenos Ayres, was placed in the command, and we proceeded on our voyage round Cape Horn. After a long and dreary passage we made the island of Juan Fernandez. In company with ten of the passengers, I left the ship seventy miles out at sea, and went ashore in a small boat, for the purpose of gathering up some tidings in regard to my old friend Robinson Crusoe. What befell us on that memorable expedition is fully set fourth in a narrative recently published in "Harper's Magazine." Subsequently we spent some time in Lima, the "City of the Kings." It wars my fortune to arrive penniless in California, and to find, by way of consolation, that a reduction had been made by Congress in the number of revenue vessels, and that my services in that branch of public business were no longer required. While thinking seriously of taking in washiug at six dollars a dozen, or devoting the remainder of my days to mule-driving as a profession, I was unexpectedly elevated to the position of post-office agent; and went about the country for the purpose of making post masters. I only made he-the post master of San Jose. After that, the Convention called by General Riley met at Monterey, and I was appointed to report the debates on the formation of the State Constitution. For this I received a sum that enabled me to return to Washington, and start for the East again. There was luck in the third attempt, for, as may be seen, I got there at last, having thus visited the four continents, and travelled by sea and land a distance of a hundred thous and miles, or more than four times around the world, on the scanty earnings of my own head and hand." There, you have the whole story of the roving Browne, done up in brevity; or rather an epitome of his desire to see the world, and the struggles he made to accomplish that desire. If you would possess yourself of the details of his Eastern trampings, of course you must appeal to "Yusef," the book in notice. It will well repay you for your trouble, imparting no little information, in a rather loose, but at the same time pleasing, style. Our author travelled with pencil in hand, and gives us drawings of persons and things which are very spirited, and which the publishers, Messrs. Harper, of New York, have presented in a series of very well executed wood-cuts. Mr. Browne truly says, he has not made a desponding pilgrimage through the Holy Land. Other travellers have gone over the whole road with solemn emotions, probably the most natural for such a journey; but he has tripped along, whistling or humming merry tunes-as it were, determined to laugh and grow fat. He does gloom, a little, as he stands near Jacob's well, and Joseph's tomb; he is serious in the Garden of Gesthemene, where Saviour was agonized, or on the hill of Calvary, where he died. Touching Jerusalem, he says, "It is deplorable and melancholy to see how profaned are the precepts of Him who preached peace and good-will toward all men in this very spot: whose voice still lingers upon Zion and the Mount of Olives; to witness in their worst form envy, hatred, and malice practiced in his name, and the outward worship of God where sin and wickedness reign triumphant. Perhaps upon the whole face of the globe there could not be found a spot less holy than modern Jerusalem. All the fierce bad passions that drive men to crime are let loose here in the struggle for immortality; all the better traits of human nature are buried in fanaticism; all the teachings of wisdom and humanity are violated in brutish battle for spiritual supremacy. "In the Holy Sepulchre the hatred between the sects is fierce and undying The Greeks and Roman Catholics, the Copts, Armenians, Maronites, have each a share in it, which they hold by sufferance of the Turkish Government; but this union of proprietorship, instead of producing a corresponding unity of feeling, occasions bitter and constant hostility. The Greeks and Romans, who are the two largest sects, and in some sort rivals, hate each other with a ferosity unparalleled in the annals of religious intolerance. The less influential sects hate the other because of their power and repeated aggressions; the so-called Frank Catholics hate the Copts and Armenians, whom they regard as mere interlopers, without any right to enjoy the Christian mode of worship; all hate each other for some real or imaginary cause, and each indulges in the self glorification of beliving itself to be the only sect that can find favor in the eyes of the Creator. Such is the bitterness of this sec tional hostility that for many years past it has been impossible to keep the building in a state of repair. The roof is dilapidated, and the rain pours in through the windows; yet so it remains. The Latins will not permit the Greeks to undertake the necessary repairs, lest the mere act should give an implied ascendency of power; the Greeks refuse to give the Latins permission for the same reason; the Copts and Armenians are too feeble to contend with the more powerful sects; and the more powerful sects refuse to grant them the liberty which they do not already hold in despite of them through the Turkish Government. During the ceremony of the Holy Fire, which takes place once a year, the scenes of ferocity and violence that occur are indescribable. Religious insanity, and all the horrors of blood-thirsty fanaticism, destroy many of the devotees. Crimes of the darkest character are committed with impunity. Half-naked men and frantic women struggle madly through the crowd with live coals of fire pressed to their breast: bodies of the stabbed and maimed are dragged out dead: the chanting of priests, the howling of the burnt, the groaning of the crushed, fill the thick and suffocating air; and from the swaying mass arise dying shrieks of Immanuel! Immanuel! Glory to God! Sickened with the disgusting and humiliating spectacle, the beholder turns away with startling words of Ferdinand upon his lips— 'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.'" Mr. Browne commences his notes in Sicily, and he closes them at Beirut, on the Mediterranean, whence he started for Jerusalem. He has for his chaperon a Syrian dragoman, named Yusef Simon Badra, and it is this very peculiar individual who furnished him with a title for his book, as well as with a large amount of its interesting materiel. Upon Yusef is hung many a good story; whether true or not is quite un autre chose. Marvelseekers are apt to be marvel-makers; and, therefore, if we pronounce as pure romances many of the adventures of our author, we do a most natural thing under the circumstances. His book is, nevertheless, a very pleasant one; making up in cheerfulness and humor what it lacks in profundity, If it were more reliable, it would probably be less engaging; if it were more scholar-like, it would be less adapted to the million who read in our country. The fact of the author being a contributor to the pictorial department of" Harper's Magazine," is an evidence that he knows how to "spin a first rate yarn." We do believe there is more romance about the biographical, historical, and voyage and travel writers of that very entertaining monthly, than was ever before concentrated in one spot. CLARA STANLEY. Such books as - Robert Carter and Brother, New York, have just published a prettily bound volume with this title. It is from the pen of "Aunt Edith," embraces the incidents of a summer among the hills, and contains nothing but what is calculated to improve the mind and heart, while it gratifies the imagination. Clara Stanley," we cannot too highly commend; not as specimens of a high order of literary attainment or striking genius, but as a combination of simple natural incident, bearing in its bosom that which is calculated to develope the better impulses of "Aunt Edith" is a lady very much to our taste; good and sensible, full of substantial wisdom, and yet sugaring up the pill of counsel with enough of romance to make it grateful to the palate. MATRIMONY.-BY MRS. CAUSTIC. the human heart. This is the title of a neatly-printed volume, of 316 pages, which comes to us from M. W. Dodd, New York. It professes to tell of love affairs in the author's village twenty years ago, which it does well, as a matter of course, or the book would never have passed, as it has done, to a second edition. Matrimony is, Mrs. Caustic informs us, not a novel : but a series of sketches of private life, with just enough fiction to "set them off." It bears a good moral, certainly, and, call it by what name you may, if read attentively, will be of decided service to all, and especially to such as are entering what is denominated "society;" in nine cases out of ten, an organization fair without, but within, full of dead men's bones. The writer handles her pen with great adroitness: and the use which she makes of fiction is a most beneficial one. She has figured, heretofore, in good fields as book-maker, and if appreciated, as we incline to think she is, will be encouraged to labour still longer in the useful sphere she has se lected. Editors' Sans-Souci. OLD-TIME TRAVELLING - In the third volume of the "Documentary History of New York," a work which does honour to the state which planned it, and to the editor (Dr. O'Callaghan) who executed it, | POETICAL OFFERING. - A friend sends us the following, which he thinks, as do we, contains very simple thoughts. The author is Miss Fanny Johnson. "This is to give notice to the Publick, that the Stage Waggons kept by John Burrowhill, in Elm street, in Philadelphia, and John Mersereax, at the Blazing Star, near New York, intend to perform the journey from Philadelphia to New York in two days, also to continue seven Months, viz: From the 14th of April to the 14th of November and the remaining five months of the Year in three Days-The Waggons to be kept in good order, and good Horses, with sober Drivers. They purpose to set off from Philadelphia on Mondays and Thursdays punctually at sunrise, and to be at Prince-Town the same Nights, and change Passengers, and return to New York and Philadelphia the following days; the Passengers are desired to cross Powlass Hook Ferry the Evening before; the Waggon is not to stay after sunrise; Price each Passenger from Powlass Hook to Prince Town, Ten shillings, from thence to Philadelphia, Ten shillings also: Ferriage free: Three Pence each Mile any Distance between. Any Gentlemen or Ladies that wants to go to Philadelphia can go in the stage and be home in five days and be two Nights and one Day in Philadelphia to do business, or see the Market Days. All Gentlemen and Ladies who are pleased to fayour us with their custom, may depend on due Attendance and civil Usage by those Humble Servants June 23, 1776." RATHER SEVERE. JOHN MERSEREAX, -Paul Julien's troupe were to give a second concert in Richmond on Tuesday fortnight. The Examiner speaks thus of the professional aid he conveys with him: "As to the people who are advertised as his assistants-they can neither sing nor play. Valtentini has not made her appearance at all; but she is no great loss. Signor Arnoldi rejoices in the voice of a cow and the vocalization of a cow. Herr Charles Becht is equally odious in his grand piano-forte solos and his accompaniments to the boy's violin-around whose neck he hangs like a mill-stone. His trip thus far has proved a failure, owing to the bad management of his father, and will end, we fear, not only disastrously for his pocket, but his reputation." * The intention of a stage-waggon is something new. SUMMER NIGHT. Calm, beautiful, glorious night, Ere the rise of the moon o'er the silvery lake, Lovely and pure is the twilight hour, But solemn and deep is the midnight hour! How potent the charms of midnight deep, Midnight! Oh, 'tis a magic spell! What 'tis, let its enchantments tell. When all save the zephyr is quiet around, And hearts in sweet unison closer are bound- NEW YORK AS SHE WAS, AND AS SHE IS. When Peter Stuyvesant, the renowned Dutch Governor of the colony of New York, Swedes, who settled at an early day below us left with his army for an encounter with the fectionate farewell from the stern of the veson the Delaware, he bade his subjects an afsel that bore him off to the wars. He told them "to comport like loyal, peaceable subjects:" to go to church regularly on Sundays, and to mind their business all the week besides. He urged that the women should be dutiful and affectionate to their husbandslooking after nobody's concerns but their own; eschewing all gossiping and morning gaddings-and carrying short tongues. That the men should abstain from intermeddling in public concerns, entrusting the cares of the government to the proper officers-staying at and home, like good citizens, making money, and bringing up numerous families for the benefit of the country. Above all, he exhorted one and all, high and low, rich and poor, to "conduct themselves as well as they could." a shange! vat a peepilsh!" he would exclaim, in the successors, too, of good substantial Dutch progenitors such as he governed. Not alone Peter,-some hundreds of years dead— may open his eyes with astonishment, on revisiting the glimpses of the moon, as she throws her rays upon the city of Manhattan. We, who go there as often as once a fortnight, are obliged to stare and exclaim on each successive visit. Some striking changes always confront us. We have, indeed, now begun to say to ourselves, as we sail up the beautiful bay in the John Potter, or dart across the Jersey marshes at the tail of the fire-horse, and the spire of old Trinity tells us that the How far this counsel was observed by Peter's subjects we do not know; but judging from present doings in New York, we should think not to any great extent. The people in primitive Knickerbocker times, the times of cocked-hats and swelling short-breeches, had their bouts; their drinks of Schiedam, their boisterous hilarity midst the fumes of many pipes but then, all was accomplished during daylight and early evening hours. At ten o'clock, P. M., every body was in bed, and nothing could be heard in the streets but the slow, sleepy tread of two or three watchmen, varied, perhaps, now and then, by the crow-great Gotham is at hand, “What now?" ing of a cock, or the barking of a dog. Nieu Amsterdam was, as it were, drugged, and snored away the whole night long, wrapt in perfect obliviousness. Come down two hundred years or so, and what a change one encounters! The city has run off north some six or seven miles, while it fills the whole space, east and west, between the two rivers, by which it is flanked. Half a million of inhabitants it now contains instead of a few thousand; and every thing is in keeping. The old, stolid, pipe-smoking Netherlander has become nearly extinct; you rarely see his heavy dull features, among the people who jostle you. The principal expression is that of the cute, calculating Yankee, mingled with a large dash of French, German, and Italian. The Yankee it is, though, REV. JAMES W COOKE. -The Rev. James W. Cooke, a native of Providence, R. I.. died in New York on the 12th, of disease contracted on his way from Chagres to New York. Mr. Cooke had been to Central America, for the purpose of making investigations in regard to missionary operations. He was Secretary of the Episcopal Board of Foreign Missions, and a most efficient laborer in the vinyard of the Saviour. NOTABLES IN TOWN. Hon. Henry B. Anthony, late governor of Rhode Island, and editor of the Providence Daily Journal, has, with his accomplished lady, been passing a few days at Jones' Hotel, in our city. The governor never looked better. who now holds New York between his thumb and finger; he it is, who has imparted to its business the nervous activity which characterizes it. So far as pleasures are concerned, New York is eminently French. There is an intense fondness for fantastic and extravagant dressing, and light, profitless pastime of all kinds. The streets and squares are filled with loungers; the theatres and amusementhalls of all kinds, are amply patronized, and with a people who loook as if they had nothing else to do. Restaurants and cafes swarm with both sexes, even to the latest hours of the night. We have seen young and delicate girls, and beardless striplings, par-Of the many excellent hotels in New York, taking of their champagne and oysters together at Thomson and Son's, or Taylor's, and after having eaten and drank to the fruition of desire, we have observed them throw themselves into luxurious carriages which have been awaiting them--and roll off, in by no means an enviable state of sobriety, where, we will not say. One can readily guess what may be the results where two young people, of opposite sexes, are thrown together, under such circumstances! Lewis Gaylord Clarke, editor of “Old Knick," has also been with us for a short period, during the past week, stopping at the Washington House. Mr. C. came to our city on the sad errand of attending the funeral of the only child of his lamented poet-brother, the late Willis Gaylord Clarke; and, as might be expected, had not his wonted vivacity and happy-heartedness. Consigning to the cold!! earth the only survivor of the idolized "Ol- || lapod," was well calculated to renew the sorrows which the death of the latter excited. We think Peter Stuyvesant, could he rise up and look upon 'New York, as she now is, would dart back into his grave again as if sent there by a thunder-bolt. "Donder! vat HOTELS IN NEW YORK. we think the Irving," under the direction of Mr. William H. Borroughs, late of the Franklin House in our city, is one of the best. An evidence, too, of its prosperity with the travelling public is, that it is always crowded. Great fuss is made over some of the later built hotels of Gotham, but there is not one of them, which, in all the comforts and elegancies peculiar to public houses of our times, surpasses the "Irving." "ELLA," AND OTHER CORRESPONDENTS. - We have another beautiful article from our old and valued correspondent "Ella," which will appear in our next. Other favours, from ין various very clever friends, await a place in BIZARRE; among them, a tale of decided ex cellence. MARRYING FOR MONEY. ther to the hearth-stone, a willing prisoner "Bright as a dew-drop when it first descends, -There are hundreds of idle young men who expect to keep themselves out of the workhouse by marrying a fortune! They don't GAVAZZI ON TEMPERANCE, & care for beauty nor mind, but they idolize mo-Father Gavazzi, in a late address to the ney. Beauty, mind, and money make a rare Italians of New Yerk, at the Tabernacle, decombination; yet what are they worth when clared himself as to the Temperance moveassociated with a small spirit? Very, very ment. He also spoke against women-preachseldom is it the case that women have a combi- ers, and gave a side-long hit at politicians. nation of all. A proposition for you, reader: Men, who are men, will not marry for money, and hence, there being many such men, there are many poor but pretty and intelligent ladies who get husbands, and good husbands. Only think of a man planting himself down, and loafing on a wife's money. What a thing! Are there any in Philadelphia? A few, they say. Note them, as they shuffle along Chestnut street What is their standard among substantial, true men? OLE BULL'S COLONY, -In Potter County, is, we learn, coming on very well. One of these days it may be a great feature in our state. The intention of Ole Bull is to have it embrace two villages, between which there shall be a handsome wide avenue. This avenue was commenced last fall. For a time bears and panthers may occasionally be seen promenading there, but in good season there may be fast horses, driven by fast young men, and all the appointments advancement in civilization. Ole Bull's concerts throughout the country, we understand, have been very well attended, and he has, by them, added largely to his fortune. MR8. SWISSHELM, Of the Pittsburgh Saturday Visiter, pays a very pretty compliment to BIZARRE. She says it has commenced its new career" with great spirit, and in the best possible manner." Thanks, madam; BIZARRE is most happy to return compliment for compliment; indeed, he feels as if he could, in the fullness of his gratitude, pat dear little baby's cheeks, and call it "beautiful," even though it might be which is not probable-any thing but beautiful. We love babies, particularly good babies. The tender little stranger who gladdens the home of the lady in notice, though, we believe, a late comer, wrought out the most marked good results; not the least of which seems to be the restraining of its mother from those unfeminine displays which clever women, unblessed with young folks, are disposed to make in the world, as moral reformers; and in which, but for the darling little baby, Mrs. Swisshelm herself might have indulged. Now, the little charmer occupies the main thought; nay, gives a tone to all the thoughts and acts. It is a chord which binds the mo Total abstinence Hear him on the cause of Temperance: "Do not take me for a temperance orator; that would be a mistake. [Laugh.] I mean only justice. I do not intend to preach against temperance in America. has the approbation of a large amount of people and some legislatures; and Paul tells us not to take wine if my brother would be scandalized. But now I speak to the Italians, I must preach the whole Gospel, and not as and I do not disapprove of wines and liquors. some do, only those portions which please them. Christ says, it is not what enters into the mouth that defiles a man, but that which cometh out of the mouth. Also, the first miracle he performed was turning water into wine, and not wine into water,-[laughter,]— and it was really good wine. Paul directed wine to be taken as a means to keep out of the doctor's hands. How, then, could I preach the Gospel and prohibit wine." Now of women-preachers hear the Padre. 66 All the texts of Paul are not so rigidly adhered to, for the Apostle wrote some strong remarks respecting women which are not paid great attention to. I would not speak against the women, but they certainly are to be seen here in the present day in situations very different from the position marked out by the Apostle. We have even Curates-a Reverend Antoinette. Well, they will doubtless take good care of their flock." 66 And now mark what he says of politicians: In England I was told, politicians preach peace and tolerance. And why? Because they expect the votes from Romanists. This is really strong self-independence! And I also find in America some public writers—some members of the press, some editors and publishers of newspapers, who speak always with great deference for Romanists, but who keep silence upon all Protestant subjects. They are ever anxious to get all the information respecting the consecration of every new Catholic Church. This is great independence! They fear to lose some four or five cents from their avarice. But my dear Americans, why are these editors and politicians so subservient to the Papist system? I do not speak about politicians, because they have not faith or religion at all! [Laughter.] Christians, Turks, and Mohammedans, are all the |