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Various, that the mind
Of desultory man, studious of change,
And pleas'd with novelty, may be indulg'd.


No. 1.]

Philadelphia, Saturday, January 11, 1806.

[Vol. I.

For the Port Folio.

cases of extraordinary dispatch, the

knight returned the favour, and carTHE AMERICAN LOUNGER.

ried his horse. I am determined to BY SAMUEL SAUNTER, ESQ. rival this redoubtable cavalier, and, No. 153.

as the reader will perceive in the se.

quel, have as much strength as he to First with nimble active force

support a steed. He got on the outside of his horse!

BUTLER, in a poem, which will not For, having but one stirrup ty'd This saddle on the farther side,

soon be forgotten by cavaliers, has It was so short h' had much ado very minutely described the points of To reach it with his desperate toe; that miserable jade which bore Sir But after many strains and heaves, Samuel Luke to the civil wars. The He got up to the saddle-eaves. Bat now we talk of mounting steed,

wit of CERVANTES has immortalBefore we further do proceed,

ized Rozinante, and in the poeti. It doth behove us to say something cal journal of the gay Charles Cot. Of that, which bore our valiant Bumkin. ton he has not omitted to record the He was well stay'd, and in his gait

excellences of a certain creature, Preserr'd a grave majestic state; At spur or switch no more he skipt,

though not a zebra, which bore him Or mended pace, than Spaniard whipt; over the mountains of Wales. But And yet so fiery he would bound, neither the author of Hudibras, nor As if be griev'd to touch the ground,

the biographer of Don Quixote, nor That Cæsar's horse, who, as fame goes,

the burlesquer of Virgil has surpasHad corns upon his feet and toes, Was not by half so tender hooft, sed in picturesque description our Nor trod upon the ground so soft. accurate advertiser from Virginia.

HUDIBRAS. Asin the most delightfulof romances,

all our attention is awakened by the IN my last Lounger, I eshibited a

titles of its chapters, “ The adventure I sort of wood-cut of a Virginia

of the windmill,” “ The stupendous knight and squire. But I could not

combat with the sheep,” “ The parfind room, even in a corner of the

liament of death,” and “ The encounpiece, to introduce the picture of that

ter with the lions," so, we doubt not, prancing palfrey, which makes so gallant a shew in their adventures.

after ages will peruse, with a more This omission it is now my business

than ordinary degree of curiosity and

rapture, that section of this enchantto supply. GOLDSMITH' assures us that in an old romance, à certain

ing history, which is intitled, knight-errant and his horse contract A description of the horse, saddle, and bridle. ed an intimate friendship. The horse

His strutting ribs on both sides shew'd most usually bore the knight, but, in Like furrows he himself had plough'd.

This sprightly courser, to a list of the advertiser. We read, it is true, whose perfections we are now sum- and with staring eyes, of a chunky moned to attend, is, in fact, notwith- / horse; but when we have finished the standing the reader has been pre• paragraph, we find ourselves enquirpared to consider the beast as another ing whether this horse is a war-horse, Bucephalus, “a small chunky bay like Job’s, or a race-horse, like the horse, about four feet, four or five | famous Eclipse, or a dray-horse, like inches high.” We lament that the | alderman Mashtub's, or “a genteel first feature of this description is ra- | and agreeable horse," like those dether obscure. When we read of a picted by Geoffry Gambado. Of our small bay horse, about four feet four interrogatories there is no end. We or five inches high, we have a most throw down the paper. We run to accurate perception of a Virginia po the barn, we run to the stable, we call ney. The idea is vivid as a rainbow, I the ostlers, we catch each nimble clear as the sun, and “ round as the jocky by the sleeve, and implore them shield of my fathers." We instantly in the name of Ignorance to tell us figure to ourselves a horse in minia whether such a horse be square or ture, a tiny tit, on whose gentle back round; whether he flies, like Pegasus, we might, in spite of all our eques. or stumbles, like dame Dobbins's trian terrors, mount securely, and blundering mare. ride undauntedly over all the rough We are now informed of a very roads, and through all the cursed ruts wonderful circumstance in natural of Virginia, or any other mountainous history, that the mane of this stupenregion. Animated by so pleasing a dous steed, a few months since, was picture, we sigh for the possession of cut close, but now considerably grown such a pacing poney, by whose be out, and stands erect. We are unalnignant aid we might amble along, terably of opinion that a memoir, resindulge all the ease of a Lounger, pecting this phenomenon, ought to rouse our torpid faculties by the sti be drawn up by the Virginia philomulus of pure air and rural scenery, sopher, that the curiosity of the learnand, when flight was necessary, gal- ed world might be more fully gratilop away from Care and his myrmi fied concerning all the particulars of dons! But the brightness of the this Lusus Nature. dazzling vision is completely over We now arrive, but not without shadowed by a black mist, engen- | streaming eyes, at a very melancholy dered by all the murky powers of description in this unparalleled adObscurity and Confusion and Night. vertisement. For Mr. B, in that plainThe luckless epithet chunky, like a tive and tender tone which graces the deformed urchin in the dreams of the subject, and which would do honour night-mare, comes cowering over the to that unfortunate peasant in Sterne, disturbed fancy. Our view of the lit- who so pathetically bewailed his dead tle poney in the back-ground be. ass, proceeds to declare that the shoes comes indistinct, and we awake from of his steed are lately worn off and our trance, as the prophets used his hoofs ragged; the front one longer sometimes to awaken from theirs, and coaser than the others, with some with our thoughts sore troubled. old nails remaining in the edges, his

The word chunky, however cur legs rather shaggy and dirty, not rent in the speech or writings of In | having been trimmed since I had dian scholars, is so little to our taste, him. We defy a compassionate man that we would not use it, if we might to peruse this paragraph without the receive " a bay horse” in reward for rising sigh, and the starting tear. our pains. Independently of our scep- Nothing can be more forlorn than ticism, respecting the legitimacy of the appearance of this neglected this word, it is unfortunately but ill and maltreated steed. “ Babylon in adapted to represent the meaning of | ruins is not a more mournful specta

cle." We feel inclined to write an retreat; and although his owner Elegy, or compose an entire chapter makes a "feint" to amuse our Apof Lamentations, when we reflect prehension, it is very evident that upon the sinister fate of this chunky the undaunted breast of this chunky horse. Without shoes, without boots, charger has been galled not less than and without stockings, squalid in his the rear of Sir Peter Parker in the whole attire, no tokens of his former attack on Sullivan's Island, or the strength and splendor remaining, rear of the duke of York's army, in except a few old nails, he stands a the campaign of 1794. melancholy monument of human in But to relieve the humane reader gratitude ; and we cannot help sor. from those agonizing sensations, rowing for those gloomy vicissitudes which the contemplation of such of fortune incident both to sovereigns complicated wretchedness must exand steeds.

cite, the scene is now suddenly With a frankness, however, which changed to the familiar and the playwe could scarcely expect, Mr. B. sa ful. In the judicious use of the figure tisfactorily explains, in part, the cause contrast, Mr. B. is not inferior to of this dismal plight of his injured Ovid himself. After we have been poney. It seems he has not been tortured with a doleful recital of the trimmed since he came into Mr. B.'s | evils, moral and physical, which bepossession. Thus neglected, who girt this ill-starred steed, after the would not make as sorry a figure? passions of pity and terror have been Let us imagine Alexander the Great, fully rouzed and fairly exhausted, Julius Cæsar, Edward the Black Mr. B. kindly steps in to the aid of Prince, or Louis the Fourteenth, un our fainting nature, with a gay smile combed, unwashed, untrimmed,“ un and a jocund note, and diverts our bousel'd and unanel'd” and how imagination by that airy assertion, will their towering pride dwindle! that this is the same little horse he Dazzling as their forms may appear, purchased of Joe Childress in Richwhen varnished by magnificence, yet mond. My paragon of a predecessor, the imposing air and the sovereign ADDISON, in his elegant criticism state will be lost, if the robes of roy. upon the ballad of Chevy Chace, alty, like the hoofs of this horse, are mentions it as honourable to the ausuffered to become ragged. I thor, that he has followed the exam

Among other whimsical peculiari ple of the ancients, in the easy famities of this extraordinary animal, we liarity of the subsequent lines. learn that not only his left hind foot Sir Charles Murrell of Ratcliff too, is white, but his hinder hoofs are His sister's son was he; white. This is what is termed, in the

Sir David Lamb, so well esteemed,

Yet saved could not be. schools, an identical proposition, and Mr. B., who, from the judicious em But neither the ancients nor the balployment of the phrase, “ I think," lad-maker can compare with our adconvinces us that his powers of per vertising author, who possesses, in a ception and apprehension are singu surprising degree, the interesting larly acute, leaves us admiring him, power of describing with such vivanot less as a logician, than as a pain city, as to bring the object immediter and a poet.

ately before the eye. Moreover, the The case of this pitiful palfrey ap ingenious painter, having enlarged pears to be singularly deplorable. his canvass, presents us not only with lle is not only ragged, and shaggy, the picture of his horse, but introand dirty, and forlorn ; but, like a duces in the fore-ground a certain disabled soldier, has been grievously

ollier, bas been grievously | Mr. Childress, in such playful guise. wounded. Two large spots attest that we immediately become anxious that he has been a very severe suf- to be acquainted with the original. lurer, either in some charge or some ! We have always entertained a very

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