"When they rose from the table, Mrs. Laight conducted her friend to the library. Her children, as soon as they were left to the ree interchange of their impressions of their dreaded visitor, exclaimed, low unaffected she is! How very agreeable!' "I entirely forgot that she was any thing uncommon.' Who would think she ever published a book? Or ever read one!'

"These may sound like equivocal compliments, but so Mrs. Rosewell did not esteem them; and any unpretending fellow-sufferer, who has been invested with the repulsive name of blue-stocking, would prefer them to fifty diplomas, from as many learned societies.

"Mrs. Laight had put her library into complete order for her friend's reception. This apartment,' said she, looking around her, with a serene smile of enviable self-complacency, this apartment is your's; your sanctum sanctorum; your im perium imperio, as my dear father would have said. Here are books, a mine of wealth; and here my dear,' opening a writing desk, are materials for more books; pens in abundance; ink and folio paper. By the way, do tell me what was your last work."

"My last work; really, I do not remember," replied Mrs. Rosewell, hesitating, and half smiling.

"Not remember? that's impossible."

"Pardon me; I do; my last work was cutting out some vests for my boys." The good lady looked crest-fallen, and replied so meekly, that Mrs. Rosewell was affected.

"It is very natural, I know it is, my dear, that you should think my knowledge limited to such work as you have mentioned; but I assure you, I have always had a literary taste; and if I had been a man, I should have devoted myself to books; but women, at least most of us, are condemned to obscure and useless lives."

"My good friend, you do your lot injustice; your life, according to Napolean's estimate, in his celebrated reply to Madame de Stael, has been illustrious,"

"How ?what do you mean?" asked Mrs. S. eagerly, hoping for some new revelation on her past destiny.

"Why, have you not given twelve children to the state? I cannot think there is any great merit in the number, but a motker who has twelve such children, may make a Cornelian boast of them, and ought to be hailed as a benefactress to her country."

We should regret exceedingly to leave the "Sketch of a Blue-Stocking" thus, half told, as we must, were it not that most of our readers, will doubtless have the pleasure of perusing the whole in the Token. The moral of the piece, which is to show the false impressions, most people imbibe, from the term blue-stocking, of literary ladies, we think important. Such prejudices have a pernicious effect on female education and character, because they induce young ladies, (and too often those who are older and should be wiser,) to believe that fashionable accomplishments only, can make women agreeable, therefore, to acquire these, only, should the heart and mind of a woman be given. And hence the frivolity and most of the ex ravagancies which are so deeply charged on the sex originate.

There are some good stories in this volume, and among the best, are "Nimrod Buckskin, Esq." from the pen of Mr. Flint, and told in his graphic and pleasant manner; "The Bashful Man," and " My Wife's Novel." Then there are those exquisite compositions, blending the choicest beauties of the didactic, and the descriptive, and reading the sublimest sentiments of religious duty from the pages of nature "The Garden of Graves," by Mr. Pierpont, "Falls of Niagara," by Mr. Greenwood, and The Thelogy of Nature," by Mr. Dewey, give a character and value to the Token, which will not pass away with its novelty.

The poetry of the volume is very good, though not superior to former years. Miss Gould has contributed largely, and there is always reason in her rhymes; she is eminently the poet of propriety, and never violates go d sense in the flights of imagination. There is one strain of Mrs. Sigourney's about a Lark," that is beautiful; the Editor, Mr. Goodrich, has contributed a fine article, "The Surf Spirit," and B. B. Thatcher, and A. A. Lock, (what a pity they could not exchange an initial,) are both down in the book as poets, and need not blush for their labors. The poetry is certainly equal to that which we find in the English annuals; and the prose is far superior.

POEM; DELIVERED BEFORE THE SOCIETY OF UNITED BROTHERS, AT BROWN UNIVERSITY; WITH OTHER POEMS. By N. P Willis. New-York: J. & J. Harper. pp. 76.

The Poem delivered at Brown University, is in the best style of our author, and altogether a production that does honor to his genius, taste, and moral sentiment. The great and peculiar charm of the writings of Mr. Willis, consists in the delicacy of his perceptions of the beauty of external nature, and the happy manner by which he illustrates his images, so as that they leave on the mind of the reader, an impression of moral loveliness. In this department of the descriptive, where its beauties appear only intended to develope more strikingly the workings of human passions and affections, he is unrivalled, certainly by any American poet; and we know of nothing of the kind in English poetry, more beautiful than some of his "Scripture" pieces. But he has not always written thus: he has sometimes trifled, and been puerile and egotistical; these blemishes have been "set in a note book," and "cast into his teeth," till we hope he has become convinced he must be true to himself. He is too gifted in genius to have his faults, if he commit any, overlooked; and they ought not to be. But only let him employ his powers worthily, and he will be sufficiently applauded as an honor to our country's literature.

The poems of this volume, with the exception of the first, have all appeared in other publications; some of them are very fine; but it is only of the first, we can now speak. The workings of ambition in the hearts of the young and gifted, is intended to be the burden of the poem. It is a fine subject; and though Mr. Willis has not confined himself very strictly to his subject, he has given some exquisite touches of nature and feeling. We shall give an extract, not the most poetically beautiful we could select, but valuable for its sentiment.

"With a sweet angel sitting in our breast,
How can we creep so lowly, when our wings
Tremble and plead for freedom? Look at him
Who reads aright the image on his soul,
And gives it nurture like a child of light.
His life is calm and blessed, for his peace,
Like a rich pearl beyond the diver's ken,
Lies deep in his own bosom. He is pure,
For the soul's errands are not done with men.
His senses are subdued and serve the soul.
He feels no void, for every faculty

Is used, and the fine balance of desire
Is perfect, and strains evenly, and on.
Content dwells with him; for his mind is fed,
And Temperance has driven out unrest.
He heaps no gold. It cannot buy him more
Of any thing he needs. The air of Heaven
Visits no freshlier the rich man's brow;
He has his portion of each silver star
Sent to his eye as freely, and the light
Of the blest sun pours on his book as clear
As on the golden missa' of a king.

The spicy flowers are free to him; the sward,
And tender moss, and matted forest leaves,
Are as elastic to his weary feet;

The pictures in the fountains, and beneath
The spreading trees, fine pencillings of light,
Stay while he gazes on them; the bright birds
Know not that he is poor and as he comes
From his low roof at noon, up goes the lark,
Mounting and singing to the gate of Heaven,
And merily away the little brook

Trips with its feet of silver, and a voice
Almost articulate of perfect joy.

Air to his forehead, water to his lips,

Heat to his blood, come just as faithfully,

And his own faculties as freely play.

Love fills his voice with muisc; and the tear
Springs at as light a bidding to his eye.
And his free limbs obey him, and his sight

Flies on its wonderous errands everywhere.
What does he need ?"

Would we could go on, but we hope our readers will finish the Poem. It is worth perusing and remembering. The dedication to his mother is pathetically and beautifully expressed, and must have been most gratifying to her heart, agitated, as it doubtless is, with the thoughts of his departure to a foreign land. He has gone, as our readers may know, to Italy, and is intending to contribute his observations to the pages of the New-York Mirror, a valuable literary paper, of which he has become Co-Editor, with Messrs. Morris and Fay.

THE TEACHER'S GIFT TO HIS PUPILS. With numerous Engravings. Boston: Gray & Bowen.

We have not, for some time, met with a book for children, which pleased us so well as this little volume. There is such an air of sincerity in the stories, that no one would dream of doubting their veracity; and the moral inferences are pure, and what is of much importance, attractive. A child who reads the book, will admire goodness for its loveliness, as well as the happiness it confers on its followers. There is certainly an ample field for those who are willing to devote themselves to the care of the infant mind; and we hope the writer of this little book will continue his labors.

TALES OF THE INDIANS;
North American Natives.
Boston: Waitt & Dow.

being prominent passages of the History of the
Taken from Authentic Sources. By B. B. Thatcher.
Pp. 253.

The principal aim of Mr. Thatcher in writing these stories, was to exhibit in the most impressive manner, the Indian character which has not hitherto been very successfully delineated. The savage of the desert, has usually been represented a a demon or a hero; as one whose native virtues and rude hospitality, shamed the artificial observances and hollow courtesies of civilized society; or else a, a monster of cruelty and treachery, whom it was no sin to exterminate from the face of the earth. Mr. Thatcher has selected his materials from authentic sources, and, with scrupulous care to admit nothing which was fabulous :-gives us a series of pictures of Indian life, manners, customs, and peculiarites, which are valuable as portions of history, entertaining from the variety of bold feats, or stirring incidents with which the early settlements of our country abounded. The style of the book will also recommend it to favor. This clear and straight-forward manner of telling a story has a great effect on the reader; and Mr. Thatcher deserves much credit for the manner in which he has executed this volume.

VIEWS OF THE CITY OF NEW-YORK AND ITS ENVIRONS. The third number of these beautiful Engravings, issued by Peabody & Co., has been published, comprising views of the "Lunatic Asylum," "Merchant's Room, Exchange," the "Elysian Fields, Hoboken," and "City Hotel, Trinity and Grace Churches." The Illustrations are very interestingly written, and the work is highly creditable to the artists and authors who manage it.

SCULPTURE; A POEM. By Edward Sytton Bulwer. Has lately been published by Peabody & Co., N. Y. The book is elegantly got up, and has a fine portrait of the distinguished author, who, according to Miss Landon, is very handThe Engraving is beautifully executed. For the Poem itself, it will probably gain more celebrity from the author, than it will confer on him.

some.

KNOWLEDGE FOR THE PEOPLE. The third and fourth numbers of "The Plain Why and Because," have been issued; namely," Origins and Antiquities," and Zoology-Birds.

PARIS; AND ITS HISTORICAL SCENES. The second part of this interesting work carries forward the sketches of Paris, to the disbanding of the National Guards. 1827. The scenes of the last Revolution are yet to be related.

AN ADDRESS ON FEMALE EDUCATION; read at the Anniversary of the
BROOKLYN COLLEGIATE INSTITUTE FOR YOUNG LADIES. By Fanning C.
Tucker, President of the Board of Trustees. Written for the occasion by
Mrs. Emma C. Embury. New-York. pp. 19.

The Author of this address is well known as a poetess, under the signature of
Ianthe. She has written beautiful verse, but she has now employed her pen in a

cause as worthy female geuins, as the service of the muses. The subject of Female Education must become the favorite object of female pursuit, before women will receive or deserve the respect and admiration she is capable of exciting. Yes, admiration that will outlast the ephemeral charms dependent on youth and beauty. Ladies must make education the subject of their studies and writing; displaying its power and detailing its effects. And we are glad to find that encouragements are beginning to be offered to the ladies of our own country, which will draw forth their talents, and excite them to become qualified to divert the minds and hearts of ra tional beings.

The pamphlet before us is well written; the views of the author expressed with delicacy, that most charming trait of the intellectual female's mind, and tact. We must give a sample; though we have only room now for a short extract; but intend to quote from the production in some future number of our work.

"Let me not be misunderstood, when I thus earnestly insist upon the necessity of female education. I do not mean that our daughters should be rendered capable of becoming teachers of classical literature, or professors of the sciences; but I would have them intimately acquainted with all useful branches of human knowledge. I would have them sufficiently versed in the learning of the ancients, to be able to lay the foundation of a classical education in their sons; I would have them so well skilled in those elegant arts, which form the embellishment of life, that they may be able to improve to the utmost the developing tastes of their daughters; and, above all, I would have them deeply and thoroughly imbued with the knowledge of the scriptures-the wisdom which cometh from above-the pure and holy and liberal principles of that religion, whose founder was the Redeemer of a world."

FEMALE SCRIPTURE BIOGRAPHY; Including an essay on what Christianity has done for women. By Francis Augustus Cox. Two vols. Boston, Lincoln & Edmands.

These volumes are from the edition of the Christian Library and well deserve a place in the library of every Christian. We intend next month to notice the work more at large, and enrich our pages with some of the beautiful precepts for female conduct it contains.

TO OUR FRIENDS. The present number completes the fourth volume of the Ladies' Magazine. The work thus far has been kindly and steadily supported. The Editor feels truly grateful for this approbation, and assure her friends that her diligence to deserve it shall not be relaxed. She hopes their favor will continue. The first number of the fifth volume, will be issued January 15. The work will be ornamented with a plate of the Fashions, and the Editor and Publishers will spare no expense to render the Ladies Magazine an elegant as well as useful publication.

Boston, Dec. 15, 1831.