in all her life one action prompted by a charita-ferent, gentlemens; for if you no tink de olives. ble feeling. She remembered one she had tree on de mountain be four hundred years once given in charity the half of a rotten leek to before our Save-ye, perhaps you found so then.” a starving person. Christ ordered her to be "Well, John," said we, tell us what you "Consul brought before him. When the messenger ar- think of Consul rived in the infernal regions, and issued his sum! I wish I found him here mons, all hell rose to accompany her. Go now, I blow his nose and brain. Gentlemens, I' back,' said she, it's only me that's wanted.'-found myself so much in temper when I tink of Christ overheard the words, and commanded him, de dam fool! I am full in de head." the gates to be closed on her forever, saying that "Well, John, what do you tink of profane lanone who would be so envious did not deserve to guage?" be happy. St. Peter never spoke of her again!" John had a particular regard for the person of the Saviour and for the sacred places, little as he knew of his spirit or emulated it. "Ah! gentlemens," he would occasionally exclaim, you speak of ours Save-ye! oh, ours Save-ye! if I found I have ten thousand lives, I die em all for ours Save-ye. When you comes to touch his tombs at Jerusalem, you believe something dif-in our peregrinations. "Well, I tink, sir, dat when a man swear by habit, dat is very bad, but when a man lose his temper and swear, God Almighty sure to forgive him." There are doubtless many oriental travellers who will remember the original of our sketch, John Muscat. He seems to us one of the most amusing bits of character we have ever met WE are enabled to add to former notices of the | tative way. -- Great events never appear to have progress already made in the collection of Napo- distracted his mind from the minor calls upon his Works some interesting details. The num- time. The decree establishing the Comédie ber of documents now subscribed exceeds five Française was dated from Moscow. Athenæum. thousand; this number, when contrasted with that set down in our last paragraph on the subject, An additional gleam of light has been cast over will show how rapidly contributions are reaching the probable fate of the Franklin Expedition by the Ministry. The most interesting of these con- an Esquimaux, named Mastitukwin, who accomtributions - because the least known are panied Dr. Rae's party, and, who has been for those written while the hero of Austerlitz held many years a member of the Wesleyan congreinferior rank in the army. Numbers of letters gation at Rossville, in Hudson's Bay. Dr. Rae has written during the early portion of his career always considered this native highly efficient and have been sent to the Imperial Commission. trustworthy. On his return to Rossville, the EsquiThey were addressed to people-often almost maux stated, that "he wintered with his party in unknown and were treasured by them after the a snow house, where they had six weeks' constant writer had become celebrated. Of these contri- night. In March last (1854) they started, on the butions the most remarkable are about sixty let-ice, to the north, and were thirty-seven days on ters of instructions and explanations written by their northern journey. They were 100 miles beNapoleon while commanding the artillery at Tou-yond the region inhabited by the Esquimaux, but lon. The Imperial Commissioners have also in they still found the tracks of the musk ox. Sir their possession an autograph letter, addressed by John Franklin and his party are dead; but, perNapoleon to Cardinal Fesch — in which he de-haps one or two of the men may still be alive, scribes, minutely and clearly, the proper duties of and amongst the Esquimaux. Sir John's watch, an archbishop. Indeed, Napoleon's correspond- all in pieces, with his silver spoons, knives and ence with the clergy promises to form a remarka- forks, were found. The ship was a great godble portion of his collected works. It appears that send to these people; and they now all have good he wrote a series of letters to the Ministre des Cul- sledges, spears, canoes, etc., of oak wood. Dr. tes, in which he gave his notion of a good priest Rac and his party did not see any of the remains The main point on which he forcibly dwells is, that of Sir John and his party; but the Esquimaux inthe Church has no business with affairs of State. formed him that Sir John was found dead, with It is said that these lessons to the Minister of Re- his blanket over him and his gun by his side. ligion are both severe and just. Napoleon fa- The probability is, that it is not more than two or vored the priests while they remained within the three years since the party perished by hunger." walls of their church; but his correspondence Such are the words of Mastitukwin's narrative, clearly shows that he was little inclined to en-as detailed to the Rev. T. Hurlburt, of Rossville courage their fondness for inserting a spiritual Mission, Hudson's Bay. They are entitled to crefinger in the political pie. The active search dence because the narrator is a native of the which has been made in every ministry has, in country, acquainted with the language, and could short, already produced some very curious con- have had no object in making a false statement. tributions to the history of the Empire. They The various implements made of oak which were will farther prove the universality of Napoleon's seen in the Esquimaux encampment, prove that genius; for he touches upon every detail of pub-they must have had access to at least one of the lic business, and always in a vigorous, argumen- ships of the missing Expedition. — Athenæum. SIMPLIFIED COOKERY FOR THE ARMY.Cooking goes as for sal beef, adding a teaspoon TO THE EDITOR OF THE TIMES. SIR,-Having seen in your columns of the 16th of January a letter written from the Camp before Sebastopol, in which I am urged to give some plain receipts for the cooking of the provisions issued to the army, I beg to submit the following, all of them having been tested by me, and they will, I am confident, be found practicable, economical, and nutritious, so far as the simple ingredients used will admit of; having regulated, as near as possible, each receipt according to the daily distribution of food, which I see by letters consists of halfa-pound of salt pork or beef, two ounces of rice, and six ounces of biscuit. With the highest consideration, I have the honor to remain, yours most obediently, No. 1. Camp Soup.-Put half-a-pound of salt pork in a saucepan, two ounces of rice, two pints and a half of cold water, and, when boiling, let simmer an hour, stirring once or twice; break in six ounces of biscuit, let soak ten minutes; it is then ready, adding one teaspoonful of sugar, and a quarter one of pepper, if handy. No. 2. Beef Soup.-Proceed as above, boil an hour longer, adding a pint more water. If any flour handy, make some dumplings thus: Mix half-a-pound of flour with enough water to form a thick dough, divide it into pieces each the size of a small apple, roll them in flour, flatten with your hands; half an hour will cook them; serve round with the beef. For this receipt half the quantity of biscuit may be used. Soup separate. Note. Those who can obtain any of the following vegetables will find them a great improvement to the above soups: Add four ounces of either onions, carrots, celery, turnips, leeks. greens, cabbage or potatoes, previously well washed or peeled, or any of these mixed to make up four ounces, putting them in the pot with the meat. I have used the green tops of leeks and the leaf of celery, as well as the stem, and found that for stewing they are preferable to the white part for flavor. The meat being generally salted with rock salt, it ought to be well scraped and washed, or even soaked in water a few hours if convenient; but if the last cannot be done, and the meat is therefore too salt, which would spoil the broth, parboil it for twenty minutes in water, before using for soup, taking care to throw this water away. No. 3. For fresh beef, proceed as far as the ful of salt to the water. No. 4. Pea-soup.-Put in your pot half-apound of salt pork, half a pint of peas, three pints of water, one teaspoonful of sugar, half one of pepper, four ounces of vegetables cut in slices, if to be had; boil gently two hours, or until the peas are tender, as some require boiling longer than others, and serve. No. 5. Stewed fresh Beef and Rice.-Put an ounce of fat in a pot, cut half-a-pound of meat of sugar, an onion sliced, put on the fire to stew in large dice, add a teaspoonful of salt, half one for fifteen minutes, stirring occasionally, then add two ounces of rice, and a pint of water; stew gently till done; and serve. Any savory herbs will improve the flavor. Fresh pork, veal or mutton may be done the same way, and halfa-pound of potatoes used instead of the rice, and, as rations are served out for three days, the whole of the provisions may be cooked at once, as it will keep for some days this time of year, and is easily warmed up again. Receipts for the Frying Pan.-Those who are fortunate enough to possess a fryingpan will find the following receipts very useful: Cut in small dice half-a-pound of solid meat, keeping the bones for soup; put your pan, which should be quite clean, on the fire; when hot through, add an ounce of fat, melt it and put in the meat, season with half a teaspoonful of salt, fry for ten minutes, stirring now and then, add a teaspoonful of flour, mix all well, put in half a pint of water, let simmer for fifteen minutes, pour over a biscuit previously soaked, and serve. The addition of a little pepper and sugar, if handy, is an improvement, as also is a pinch of cayenne, curry powder, spice, sauces; pickles used in small quantities would be very relishing, and, as these are articles which will keep for any length of time, they would be the kind of thing to be sent as presents to the camp. As fresh meat is not easily obtained, any of the cold salt and only requires warming a short time, or, for meat may be dressed as above, omitting the salt, a change, boil the meat plainly, or with greens or cabbage, or dumplings, as for beef; then, the next day cut what is left in small dice-say four hot pour in the following: Mix in a basin a ounces-put in a pan an ounce of fat, when very tablespoonful of flour, moisten with water to form the consistency of thick melted butter, then pour it in the pan, letting it remain for one or two minutes, or until set, put in the meat, shake the pan to loosen it, turn it over, let it remain a few minutes longer, and serve. kind of meat, salt or fresh sausages, black pudTo cook bacon, chops, steaks, slices, of any dings, etc. Make the pan very hot, having wiped it clean, add in fat, dripping, butter or oil, about an ounce of either, put in the meat, turn three or four times, and season with salt and pep per. A few minutes will do it. If the meat is salt it must be well soaked previously. From Fraser's Magazine, HILLARD'S SIX MONTHS IN ITALY. necessarily occupy-in short, be compelled to read three or four consecutive pages, and you will find yourself insensibly attracted and in- WHAT a relief to bid farewell to these deso- terested-reading on, reading on, till you end late regions of perpetual winter, and to wan- by quietly purloining the book if you are a der southward into Italy's genial clime!-cool hand, or buying it at the nearest stationItaly! land of mirth and sunshine, of luxury er's if you are an honest man. and idleness, of art and song! Leaving to the Mr. Hillard is evidently a scholar, a man of rugged North the sterner pursuits of industry taste and feeling, something, we should opine, and science, she devotes herself alone to the of a poet, and unmistakably a gentleman. study of the beautiful, and becomes enervated, Venice of course has its usual effect on his as nations, like individuals, must become ener- sensitive and suggestive mind. Shylock," vated when pleasure is preferred to duty. says he, "still darkens the Rialto with his Nevertheless, there are worse countries in frown, the lordly form of Othello yet stalks which to take one's pastime than fair Italy-across the Piazza of St. Mark, and every veil worse ways of spending a brief holiday than in ransacking the treasures and curiosities with which her palaces are enriched. that flutters in the breeze shrouds the roguish black eyes of Jessica." Everybody knows all about Venice just as everybody knows all Venice, the delightful, Florence the beauti- about Italy, but no two pair of eyes see any ful, Rome the magnificent, St. Peter's, the Va- one object quite in the same point of view; tican, the Apollo Belvedere, the Venus de and there is a freshness in Mr. Hillard's reMedici, the frescoes of Michael d'Angelo, and marks, even on so time-worn a subject as the the pictures of Raphael-shall these ever cease beauties of Venice. We should like to bask to delight the eye and work upon the feelings in the warm noon-day and smoke a cigar with of the stranger? Shall he not return to his a man who appreciates sunshine as honestly native country a wiser and a better man for as does our American tourist. Describing the the insight he has obtained into his own nature rich mellow scenery, he observes that— through these triumphs of ideality and art? Perhaps the travellers of no nation are so sus- The air in Venice seems saturated with sunceptible of enthusiasm in favor of these old- beams, and the shadows themselves are only world wonders, as are our cousins on the other veiled and softened lights. Such an atmosphere side of the Atlantic. Deprived of a history, seems to demand a corresponding style of dress, having comparatively no antecedents, the A-decoration and architecture. Gilding and polishmerican contracts an unreasonable admiration ed marble, which under the gray sky and watery for the treasures of the past. He dives into light of England would seem tawdry, are here antiquity with a zest all the keener that it par brightest colors, red, yellow, and purple, content necessary embellishments. The richest and takes of the nature of a stolen pleasure, and the eye, from their being so in unison with the that he is half ashamed to confess his weakness dazzling and luminous medium through which even to himself. The author of Six Months everything is seen. The Venetian painters were in Italy, Mr. Stillman Hillard, appears to have evidently diligent students of the nature that entertained as strong a relish for the beauties was around them. They have transferred to of art and nature, seen to such advantage be- their canvas all the magic effects produced by the neath an Italian sky, as any one of his many combination of air, light, and water. Yankee brethren who have visited the time-pictures by Titian so steeped in golden splendor worn monuments of European history. He that they look as if they would light up a dark seems indeed to have made the most of his room like a solar lamp. brief six months' holiday. The only wonder There are smells of the lamp; but how true a critique on Italian art is all the foregoing! Rem acu tetigisti, Mr. Hillard, or to use your own vernacular, "you've fixed it some, I guess," yet with all this susceptibility to sensuous pleasure, with all this fondness for the ripe, the mellow, and the beautiful, how true and in what good taste is the following remark on the well-known is how he could in so short a time manage to We don't like the concluding simile—it see so much; for Mr. Hillard is one who sees not only with the outward eye, but with that inner mental vision which carries away with it and makes its own all that fixes its observation and acts upon its sensations. Why would he write two full volumes so much resembling a guide-book? Stroll into a library, take up Six Months in Italy by George Stillman Hillard, glance casually over its pages, and ten to one you put it down again with much the It is not enough to say that to the pure all same feelings of disinclination that would be suggested by a Murray's Handbook, a John- tions, and unhappily all men are not pure, and things are pure." The rule itself has its limita son's Dictionary, or an Encyclopædia Britan- for this bad books and bad pictures are much to nica; but find it lying on a table in an empty blame. An artist should never light his torch at room, with an hour before you that you must the fires of sense. No subject should ever be paint "Venus" of Titian : HILLARD'S SIX MONTHS IN ITALY. ed which a man would hesitate to look at in the presence of his children or the woman that he loves; and who will say this of a naked Venus? 747 You are right, Mr. Hillard, you would enjoy your six months in Italy all the more that you might not spend your life in that enervatNow in the great apron and flounce" ting clime. The Castle of Indolence is a misquestion at the Crystal Palace, we confess to take, with all its charms. It is sweet to lie on have been all in favor of the statues au naturel, the greensward on a hot day in June, blinking yet were we Praxiteles himself, we must ac- upward, with half-shut eyes, at the long vista knowledge to feeling the force of Mr. Hillard's of fairyland created by the stem and branches observation; and if this be true in statuary, and flickering leaves of some fragrant limeTo those who tree that overshadows our lazy length; but: how much more in painting! cannot understand our à fortiori, we despair we would not dream away a life-time, even in of explaining it. We have said that Mr. Hil- the greenwood; and we enjoy our respite all lard is keenly alive to beauty, whether of art the more that yesterday we were stifled with or nature. His critiques upon painting and dust in Cheapside, and to-morrow must return statuary strike us as being those of a man re- to our dreary office in Lincoln's-inn. joicing in that exceedingly rare quality termed work and no play makes Jack a dull boy;" good taste"-he will forgive us for saying but Jack we fear would be a sad failure were rare amongst his countrymen than the good old adage reversed. amongst other nations less energetic, less engrossed with the "go-a-head" business of the day; and of his love for nature in all her aspects, more especially her rich Italian one, his descriptions of scenery and sunshine afford ample proof. How he revels in Sorrento; how he thrills our very senses with the warmth, and the vines, and the soft hazy distance, and the glistening sea! There is poetry, aye, and true philosophy too, in the. following: 66 more All Mr. Hillard, amongst other noticeable objects in that country, gives a pleasant description of our countrymen in Italy. He is a little hard upon some of our innocent peculiarities, though, we are bound to confess, in a thoroughly good-natured way; and he does full justice to the noble points of the English character. He taxes us with insensibility to beauty, at the same time that he remarks upon the outward reserve of manner so peculiar to Englishmen. Can he not see that this appaHere is a climate of delicious softness, where rent insensibility is merely our national disno sharp extremes of heat and cold put strife be- like to any thing in the shape of raptures? A tween man and nature. Here is a smiling and distaste, call it rather a prejudice, which pregood-natured population, among whom no ques-vents our ever expressing our real feelings in tion of religion, politics, science, literature, or hu- public, on any subject whatever? Foreigners manity is ever discussed, and the surface of the cannot understand this insular reserve; and placid hours is not ruffled by argument or coneven our first cousins over the water have tradiction. Here a man could hang and ripen like an orange on the tree, and drop as gently quite divested themselves of any such absurd out of life on the bosom of the earth. There is a mock-modesty. If an American fellow-pasfine couplet of Virgil's which is full of that ten-senger in a coach or steamer, whom you have derness and sensibility which form the highest charm of his poetry as it probably did of his character, and they came to my mind on driving along this beautiful road: Hic gelidi fantes, hic mollia prata Lycori, Hic nemus, hic ipso tecum, consumerer ævo. There is something in the musical flow of these lines which seems to express the movement of a quiet life from which day after day loosens and falls like leaf after leaf from a tree in a calm day of autumn. But Virgil's air-castle includes a Lycoris, that is sympathy, affection, and heart's daily food. With these, fountains, meadows and groves may be dispensed with, and without them they are not much better than a painted panora ma. never set eyes on in your life before, wishes to know how old you are, what is your wife's Christian name, the amount of your annual income, or whether your father was transported for sheep-stealing, he asks you at once, and your best plan is to answer him with the same absence of ceremony. Thus does the inquir ing mind of Brother Jonathan obtain much valuable information. Mr. Hillard concludes his work with a list of the notabilities who, at different times, have visited Italy, commencing with Martin Luther, and concluding with Mr. Murray. The mass of information contained in these two volumes is immense, the criticisms novel, and in our humble opinion judicious, the writer's own thoughts and feelings beautifully expressed. What a pity that these materials should not have been put together in a more attractive form. At present, as we have already said, lapped in pleasurable sensations, man would turn the work at the first glance gives one the idea into an indolent dreamer and a soft voluptuary. He is neither a fig nor an orange, and he thrives of a mere handbook, and it is only on a diligent best in the sharp air of selenial and on the perusal that we become aware of the many beauties and treasures in conceals. To have something to do, and to do it, is the best appointment for us all. Nature, stern and coy, reserves her most dazzling smiles for those who have earned them by hard work and cheerful sacrifice. Planted on these shores, and rocks of toil. From the Home Journal. door he whispered, "Get as near the throne as you can; fear nothing." I did so, and found myself exactly in front of [From the Personal Recollections of the late El-it, elbow to elbow with the celebrated Admiral kanah Watson, a distinguished American patriot and philanthropist, who was in London at the conclusion of the American Revolution.] Lord Howe. The Lords were promiscuously standing as I entered. It was a dark and foggy day, and the windows being elevated, and constructed in the antiquated style, with leaden bars to contain the diamond-cut panes of glass, augmented the gloom. The walls were hung with dark tapestry, representing the defeat of the Spanish Armada. I had the pleasure of recog nizing in the crowd of spectators, Copeley, and West the painter, with some American ladies. in the group. After waiting nearly two hours, I also noticed some dejected American loyalists the approach of the king was announced by a tremendous roar of artillery. He entered by a small door on the left of the throne, and imme 1782.-Dinner with Copeley, the Artist; Portrait of the Author; American Flag abroad; Earl of Ferrers; Lord Howe; House of Lords; Sir Benjamin West; American Ladies; Group of Royalists; George the Third; His Agitation and Speech Recognizing the Independence of the United States; American Tories; House of Commons; Luttrell's Attack on Fox; Burke; Pitt; Sheridan; Conway; Prime Minister of England, etc. SOON after my arrival in England, having diately seated himself upon the chair of state, in received at the Insurance office one hundred a graceful attitude, with his right foot resting upguineas, on the event of Lord Howe's relieving on a stool. He was clothed in royal robes. ApGibraltar, and dining the same day with Cope-parently agitated, he drew from his pocket the ley, the distinguished painter, who is a Bos- scroll containing his speech. The Commons I was near the king, and watched, with intense interest, every tone of his voice and every emo tonian by birth, I determined to devote the sum were summoned, and after the bustle of their ento a portrait of myself. The painting was fin- trance had subsided, he proceeded to read his ished in a most admirable style, except the back-speech. ground, in which Copeley designed to represent a ship bearing to America the intelligence of the acknowledgment of Independence, with a sun just rising upon the stripes of the Union, streaming from her gaff. All was complete, save the flag, which Copeley did not esteem prudent to hoist under present circumstances, as his gallery is a constant resort of the royal family and the nobility. I dined with the artist on the glorious fifth of December, 1782, after listening with him to the speech of the king, formally receiving and recognizing the United States of America as one of the nations of the earth. Previous to dining, and immediately after our return from the House of Lords, he invited me into his studio, and there, with a bold hand, a master touch, and an American heart, attached to the ship the stars and stripes. This was, I imagine, the first American flag hoisted in old England canvas ! † -on At an early hour, on the fifth of December, 1782, in conformity with previous arrangement, I was conducted by the Earl of Ferrers to the very entrance of the House of Lords. At the *This magnificent painting, equal probably, to any in the United States, in style and execution becoming by age more brilliant in its coloring, and mellowed and ripened by time-is now at the mansion of Col. Charles M Watson, Port Kent, Essex County, New York.-EDs. tion of his countenance. It was a moment of thrilling and dignified exultation. After some general and usual remarks, he continued: "I lost no time in giving the necessary orders to prohibit the further prosecution of offensive war upon the continent of North America. Adopting, as my inclination will always lead me to do, with decision and effect, whatever I collect to be the sense of my parliament and my people, I have pointed all my views and measures in Europe, as in North America, to an entire and cordial reconciliation with the colonies. Finding it indispensable to the attainment of this object, I did not hesitate to go to the full length of the powers vested in me, and offer to declare them." Here he paused, and was in evident agitation, either embarrassed in reading his address by the darkness of the room, or affected by a very natural emotion. In a moment he resumed: And offer to de clare them free and independent states. In thus admitting their separation from the crown of these kingdoms, I have sacrificed every consideration of my own to the wishes and opinions of my people. I make it my humble and ardent prayer to Almighty God, that Great Britain may not feel the evils which might result from so great a dismemberment of the Empire, and that America may be free from the calamities which have formerly proved, in the mother country, I brought this splendid painting with me to how essential monarchy is to the enjoyment of America, and it is still in my possession. It is pro- constitutional liberty. Religion, language, internounced by artists, second to no painting in Amer-est and affection may, and I hope will, yet prove ica; and has, at their earnest request, been depos- a bond of permanent union between the two ited in academies and schools of painting, as a countries." study for young artists. Copeley assured me that it would not, in his own language, ripen in forty years"-and now, after an interval of more than half a century, its colors appear clearer and more brilliant than on the day they left the painter's pal t.-1821. It is remarked that George III. is celebrated *Copeley was the father of Lord Lyndhurst, Lord Chancellor of England, and the head of the Tory party. |
