This greasy mass of Chirography-"pah! how it smells," —as the Dane says in his phrenological lecture-what in the world can it contain? Kitchen Lyrics, No. 1, by Burns. Burns!-what!-the bard of nature? or the prince of pastry cooks? Genius of Ude! can it be the last! Hast thou then grand chef de cuisine let thy thoughts wander from creaking jacks, from groaning spits and sighing pans, to the pages of the Knickerbacker? Welcome thrice welcome is this rare combination of the utile cum dulce which make its way at once into the affections of every good housewife.

RECIPE FOR MAKING SWEET-POTATO PUDDING.

Oh, bring me from far in a Southern clime,

The sweetest potatoes that ever grew:

Such apples of earth as the olden time

In its visions and prophecy envied the new.

And wash them with lady-like lily hands,

Till they look as pure as the saffron light

That falls in the summer on fairy lands,

From the moon in the depth of a cloudless night.

And let them be next of their skins beguiled.
But tenderly strip off the earthly vest,

As if you were flaying a sleeping child,

And were cautious of breaking its gentle rest;

And let them be pulveriz'd next by the skill

Of the same white hands and the grater's power,

And a heaping up table spoon five times fill

With the precious result of their golden flour;

Of boiling hot milk add a full quart cup;

And next with five eggs, in a separate bowl,

Beat five table spoonfuls of sugar up,

And stir them well in with the foaming whole.

Add one table spoonful of eau de rose,

Of salt a teaspoonful: and after these

Of butter an egg-sized morsel: and close

With a flavor of nutmeg, as much as you please.
Then bake it 't is pudding-I pause at the name

To reflect on the puddings of days that are past.
And the prospects of more, which aspiring to fame,
And failing, I've lost to go hungry at last.

We shall be happy to rank this celebrated Cuisinier among our future contributors, and by leaving his address with the publishers, a copy of Dr. Kitchener's 5000 Receipts will be sent to him to do into verse as soon as he has run through his own culinary treasures.

"Sketches, &c. by P." We think we should like P. had we more of him to judge by. His specimen sketch would do well as the introductory chapter of a Novel, but it wants several requisites to make it a good magazine article. Still we shall be happy to publish it if he will first put us in possession of something more striking to

follow. P. must be aware of the objections to commencing a series of papers of the kind until we can in some degree judge whether, and how they are to be continued. Some of S.'s "musings" are very good, but the length to which they are protracted considering the want of interest in the subject, prevent their insertion.

"Faust" arrived late, but as he comes all the way from Baltimore, and being an impromptu, will not keep, we make room here for his "lines, written in a printingoffice, while waiting for proof."

ΤΟ

'Tis long past midnight, and the air
Grows chilly in this cheerless room,
Where the few sputtering candles flare,
To show-not dissipate the gloom.

And I-no hero of romance,

Beneath his lady's window creeping,

To watch, with moon-beam-silvered lance,
The slumbers of that "lov'd one sleeping"-

I sit ensconc'd on piles of paper,

And keep, while thinking of thine eyes,

As bright a vigil by my taper,

As he beneath his moonlit skies.

Sweet Clara, thou in sleep art lost,

And smil'st, perhaps, in dreams on one
Who, mad with love, thy frowns almost
When waking often have undone.

Clara, the proof I wait for here,

From hour to hour, will come at last;
But that I've sought from year to year,
When will it tell my pains are past.

The following copy of verses, if meant for an imitation of the style of Petrarch, is a failure, as our fair correspondent, on referring to the sonnets and canzoni of the great Tuscan poet, will discover, by the brilliant thoughts and glowing images which, running into cold conceits and far-fetched epithets, generally distinguish, while they sometimes deform the style of those master-pieces of Lyric poetry.

SONNET OF PETRARCH TO LAURA.

When I remember all the fond devotion
The long, long love that I to thee have borne,
When I call up each gush of deep emotion,

Bitter and wild, that through my soul has gone.
When I reflect that, though thou canst not guess
The measure of my love or of my wretchedness,
That still thou must both long and well have known
His heart, which, whate'er lighten or oppress,
Unshaken, changeless, is, through all, thine own--
I cannot-distant though thy manner be―
I cannot think that thou art yet unheeding
Of the power thou hast of joy or misery—

I cannot believe that no kind thought is pleading
Ever within thy heart of pride for me.

ZULEIRA.

"A Spanish Romance" and the able reply to the fifth article in our last number, are reserved for the next.

D. C. M. writes well, but not poetry.

"W." and "Le Noir Faineant," are under advisement for the next number. They have both a share of the divine afflatus.

Mercutio's "Song of the Steam Spirit," is not so characteristic as the following plaintive ballad upon a kindred subject which we have received from Boston at too late an hour to insert entire.

With the swiftness of the swallow, and the color of the crow,

I'm train'd up, like a child, in the way that I should go ;
From the time that I had motion, from the first day to the last day.
Alas! I've been consuming, for each day has been a fast-day.

And rapidly I sail along, with full and flowing sheet
Of iron, like a fire-ship, though single I'm the fleet;

By physical, not moral force, I navigate my gap-lane,

And, as I'm seldom half-seas-over, never have a Chap-lain.

And through my pipe, as thus I glide, full many puffs I 've whiff'd,
I'm never dull, for I've by heart, the works complete of Swift.

To legal lore I'm partial, and it never ends in smoke,
I've oft run over Black-stone, while my head was full Coke.

In many matters mercantile, I often very far go,

For though I have not any freight, I always make a car-go.
An artist too,-my customers, all sit without see-sawing,
And when I take their likenesses, they all approve my drawing.

No bull-y e'er could cow me, in a gas-conading caper,
Few characters, you must confess, are more inclined to vapor ;
Each driver thinks, of every age, more wonders do in this teem,
For all the folks are fast adopting, my steam now for his team;
The lean and lankey cattle look as though they 'd run their races,
They'll quit mortality's last stage, and leave behind no traces,
Then swear to follow in my train, and for that promise votive,
What stronger motive can you have, than one good loco-motive.

What can

MISOGUNOS" mean by thinking we can countenance his dull attack upon the most beautiful part of creation. Malum est Mulier sed necessarium malum, says Menander, and we would ask of Misogunos,-τιδε βιος τιδε τερπνον, ατερ Αφροδίτης,

Which may be rendered,

What would remain but the lees of life, did you take the sweet mischief away 1

*The Theatrical Notices are unavoidably crowded out of this Number, and several valuable works, which came to hand after the last form went to press, must lie over till our next.

LITERARY NOTICES. the purpose of rendering elementary works A new Literal TRANSLATION OF LONGI- on the sciences popular and attractive to NUS ON THE SUBLIME, by a Graduate of the young, with the laudable intention of Trinity College, Dublin. New-York. cultivating a taste for these useful branches 1832. 12mo. pp. 70. of education, and, as our author expresses We owe this book at least the obligation sition of knowledge." it in his preface, of "facilitating the acquiof having caused us to refresh our souls We question very much the utility of again with the high and holy rivers of the shaping works of this kind into the form of Greek, and bidden "some notes we used to dialogues or conversations; all similar delove in days of boyhood, meet our ear" once vices from the gingerbread alphabet, to a more. One cannot criticise the style of a novel founded on mineralogy, or a dramatiswork which professedly follows carefully ed Euclid, which we shall soon expect to the idioms of a dead language, and abandons all pretension, both by its title, and see, are subject to one serious objection, the impossibility of communicating information in the preface, to the name of a free and with success without giving the learner the elegant translation. We have, therefore, trouble of acquiring it. If the form of a confined ourselves to collating carefully dialogue is adopted, it should be as simple with the original the first fifteen or twenty as possible, so as not to interfere with one pages of this production, and find that it is of the greatest advantages to be derived in general all it professes to be, and, for its from the study of natural history-the object, will no doubt be useful, that is, if it training of the mind to the clear, simple, be conceded that the object is an useful methodical arrangement of facts, to which one; for in fact, "the pupil at school," and these pursuits are so admirably adapted. "the student at college," ought, in general, Every thing that diverts the attention from to be left between their lexicons and their this object, and every thing that encumbers tutors, if they will not dig, they ought not a treatise on these subjects with irrelevant to be ashamed to beg. As for the "private matter, so far defeats one purpose for which learners" of Longinus, we know no such these studies should be pursued, and preclass of men in this money-making commu-vents, rather than assists the acquisition of nity. We have found, moreover, a passage knowledge.

or two rather oddly rendered, the first sen- The work before us is written in the form tence of the third section, for instance, of conversations between the different memwhich is given in the translation as if bers of a family group, to whom we are inreayına and wagarçayada agreed with troduced by some preliminary domestic πλεκτάναι, -"tragical" and "supertragi-sketches. Much of the conversation, like gical curls."-Now the sentence should most domestic conversations, is commonstand, by the construction in Greek, thus, place and unprofitable and without any Those things are not tragical, but super-connection with the subject of which the tragical, the curls, and "to vomit forth to work pretends to treat. We are quite at heaven," &c. The English sentence, as it a loss to know how the study of mineralogy now is, does not make grammar nor sense. is to be "facilitated" by pages of anecdote Again in Section 9, "deμadioμeva about the French and Indian wars, and that of the American revolution, disquisitions τα ύψη και ιζήματα μηδαμε λαμβανον upon rail-roads, and lamentations upon Ta," is translated, " nor that equal and the Indians; details of family plans for unremitting sublimity." Whereas, literally, visiting this place and that; or by being it would read, "nor those aspiring (or sal-told how Emma's eyes glistened at this prolying) heights (or sublimities) which never posal, or how she drew a long sigh at the take rest (literally, seats)." The idea of delay; common-place remarks on modes of equality is the translator's entirely. Other education; boarding-school sentimentalsuch criticisms might be made; however, ism; scraps of poetry; and long moral they are not of much consequence, and, on and religious disquisitions;-but of such the whole, as we said above, the book is materials about half of the book is made what it professes to be, and we recommend up. Nor do we conceive that the descripit heartily to those, be they who they may, tion of minerals is likely to be made more who have need of such a thing.

agreeable or impressive by the eternal repetion of "Charles remarked"—" Mr. G. FAMILIAR LESSONS IN MINERALOGY AND replied"-"Emma added"-"Caroline preGEOLOGY. Boston. Vol. I.

This work is a specimen of one of the various expedients that are resorted to for

sumed"-" Madame Arlington thought”— "Mr. G. rejoined" &c., &c.-which preface every question and answer. The dialogue

is very clumsily and awkwardly managed color; of kaolin, a substance of so much throughout. importance that every one should be able Of all the sciences ineralogy is one of to recognise it, all that is said is, that it is those that are least adapted to this mode of a very valuable example of the ductile arrangement, for there is nothing to discuss, clays. Of epidote no distinctive character and nothing to reason about; all that can be jis given, though it frequently resembles, in done with propriety is, to adopt a conve- external appearance, other minerals. We nient arrangement, and then to give of each might go on, and produce many other exmineral a concise, clear, and definite de-amples of equal negligence, but enough has scription, and this is precisely that in which been said to show the character of the work. this book is deficient. The part of the The chapter on conchology is the best in work which relates to the subject on which the book, and confined chiefly to simple and it is written, if properly arranged, would perspicuous descriptions of the shells, which not occupy more than a third of the 373 are represented by neat and well-executed pages which the book contains. wood-cuts.

The chapter which treats of crystallo- The work is very neatly printed, and had graphy, one of the nicest and most difficult the same care and attention been bestowed parts of the study, and one which requires upon a concise and accurate compendium great accuracy in its practical application, of some of the larger works on mineralogy, is entirely unsuited to the class of persons such as Cleaveland's excellent treatise, for for whom the book is intended, especially example, a book of the size of the Lessons as but little use is made of it in the subse- on Mineralogy would have easily contained quent part of the work. all necessary information on the subject for

The systematic arrangement of minerals the use of young people, and it would have is not brought out clearly and distinctly, been presented in a form infinitely better so as to assist the memory, and the descrip-calculated to "facilitate the acquisition of tions of the physical characters of indivi- knowledge," and at the same time been dual minerals is exceedingly deficient, es- useful as a book of reference to those acpecially in reference to their distinctive quainted with the science, to which latter characters: those by which one mineral is object the volume in question has no predistinguished from others resembling it, tensions. If any one is disposed to undershould be clearly exposed in every clemen- take such a work, but fears its wanting tary work, to aid the learner in his investi- suitable attractions for young persons of gations. To show how the author attempts either sex, we would recommend them to to "facilitate the acquisition of knowledge," obviate the objections by interleaving it we will refer to a few examples; in looking with the pages of some fashionable novel. for anthracite in the index, we find five pages devoted to it, in turning to its description, we are simply told that it consists of carbon, and that it derives its name from the Greek for carbon, not a word about its physical characters; then follow some of its localities; then three or four pages about

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anthracite, seven or eight pages from the History, somebody has said, and every place where they should have been inserted, body has quoted the maxim, is philosophy Of phrenite, the only distinctive character teaching by example. Mr. Adams, in the that is given is "its peculiar green color," preface to this work, quotes it too, but it is which, however, many specimens do not to contradict it, for history, he observes, possess. The description of nephrite is doth rarely teach by example, but often limited to its tenacity, translucency, and by admonition. The idea is that an ex