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RUSSIA IN AMERICA AND CHINA. after they effected their escape from Honolulu, , that the ships approached nearer than eight and to take measures for bringing the whole cables' length from the batteries, and, although squadron within reach of their guns. It was the Russian guns were silenced for a time, the at length discovered that the Aurora and the works were repaired in the night. The AuDwina had succeeded in finding a refuge in the rora frigate opened a heavy fire from behind Russian harbor of Petropaulovsky, in Kamt- the tongue of land which partly concealed her schatka, while the Pallas, another Russian frig- from our ships, but she received in return ate, lay at the mouth of the Chinese river considerable damage from the squadron. The Amoor, to the south of the Gulf of Okhotsk. result of the day was, however, less decisive Leaving the Sandwich Islands on the 25th of than had been anticipated, probably because July, the allied squadrons, consisting of two the ships were not brought in close enough to English and two French frigates, besides a effect the destruction of the works. In consteamer and a corvette, sailed to the north-west. sequence of this imperfect success, it was reAdmiral Price's flagship was the President, solved on the 4th of September to attempt a a fine 50-gun frigate, supported by the Pique, combined attack by land and by sea, which and the six vessels carried in all nearly 200 unhappily cost the squadron many valuable guns and 2,000 men. On arriving off the lives, with no proportionate result. A force Bay of Avatscha, in which the settlement of of 700 seamen of the two nations and 160 St. Peter and St. Paul stands, on the 28th of Marines were landed from the Pique and the August, Admiral Price went in on board the French corvette Eurydice, being nearly half Virago to reconnoitre the place. He ap- the entire strength of the united crews. The proached within long range of the batteries, party was led by M. DE LA GRANDIERE, Capand found that the Russian ships of war were tain BURRIDGE, of the President, and Captain laid up within the harbor, defended by four PARKER, of the Marines. They succeeded in external batteries of no great strength. Fort reaching the battery which they were to take Schakoff, however, mounted five large guns, in the rear, but they found it abandoned and and was Aanked by two batteries of 12 36- the guns already spiked. Meanwhile the pounders.
enemy lay in wait for our troops in a thick Upon this reconnoissance it was decided jungle or "chaparal," into which they appear that an attack should be made on the 30th of to have been led by the treachery of an August; the ships were cleared for action, and American guide. Here a most unequal comwent into the harbor, and the bombardment bat ensued between the Russian sharpshooters had just commenced, when an incident of a in close ambuscade and our brave Seaman most singular nature suspended the attack. and Marines. Captain Parker was one of Admiral Price, at the commencement of the the first who fell
, and two French officers action, is stated to have gone into his cabin were killed by his side, while the whole loss and shot himself with a pistol through the of the landing party exceeded 100 killed and heart, his mind having apparently given way wounded. The ships meanwhile renewed the under the responsibility of his position. Few attack, but without much success, as so large officers in the British navy saw more service a proportion of the crews were on shore. One from 1801 to 1815 than the late Admiral, or or two Russian transports were soon aftermore ably discharged their duty to the country. wards captured by the President, but it must He served in both the expeditions to Copen- be admitted that the attack on Petropaulovsky hagen, in Sir SAMUEL Hoon's squadron, and the Russian frigates was not so successful and in the last American war with great dis- as it ought to have been ; perhaps because our tinction, and his recent appointment to the forces were not prepared to meet so strenuous command of the Pacific squadron was justly and well-organized a resistance on so remote a approved, as an appointment conferred on point of the Russian empire. It is, however, merit alone. The lamentable and unforeseen of some importance to know that the Russians incident which ended his career at so critical have succeeded in establishing maritime staa moment must therefore be regarded as the tions of this strength both on the promontory result of some infirinity or sudden visitation of Kamtschatka and at the mouth of the Chinese beyond all human control. Upon this occur-river Amoor; for these positions might, if unpence, Captain Sir F. Nicolson, of the Piquc, molested, enable them hereafter to larass our became the senior officer of the British ships trade in the Eastern seas, and to open a dithere present, and the French Admiral Des rect communication between the Russian terSOINTES assumed the command of the allied/ritories in Asia and the Western States of the squadron. The attack, however, was suspend-American Union. The expedition commenced until the following day.
ed by Admiral Price was, therefore, not ill On the 31st of August the bombardment of conceived, and if it be repeated with a more the batteries and the ships began in carnest, complete force, we trust it will be more sucand the fire on both sides was kept up with cessful. great animation. It does not appear, however,
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willingly sacrifice our share in certain great
thoughts, for the assurance that there was no A Commonplace Book of Thoughts, Me- note-book in the neighborhood, where the mories, and Fancies, Original and Selected.
sense, or nonsense, of the hour was recorded, By Mrs. Jameson. With Illustrations and
as the listener's sympathy or antipathy dictatEtchings. Longman & Co.
ed. Is Mrs. Jameson sure how far 0. G. The graceful and highly-finished writer of (whose initials it is not hard to unriddle) meant the Characteristics of Women"mentions in ber ingenious plea for suicide (p. 34) to figure the Preface to this book, that out of the grad- encounter what the one may have said con
in print 7-and the Kemble sisters wished to ual accumulations of notes, which it has been her habit to make, more than one of her works cerning Mozart, and the other à propos of has taken form, if not been originally suggest things are not Mrs. Jameson's own, precisely
" the tune of Imogen”? We hold that such ed ;-and that the collection now put forth by to use as she will, -any more than would be a her is, in some degree, the residuary matter of what had found its way into her note-books secret captured by an involuntary listener; and which she feels unwilling to throw away. those recorded to have attention called to the
and it is for the good both of recorders and of Nevertheless, miscellaneous as is the character of these passages, they can be grouped in two principle by protest. divisions, the one devoted to • Ethics and Mrs. Jameson's own; and better than most of
Let us now take a few passages which are Character,' the other to · Literature and Art.' Little more than such an announcement is re
her borrowings from other persons. Among
these we may number the following picture :quired by way of criticism on this • Commonplace Book'as a whole; since Mrs. Jameson's value in authorship has not now to be adjudg
This present Sunday I set off with the others ed; and she is one who respects herself in res- to walk to church, but it was late ; I could not pecting her public : :- one who never slights keep up with the pedestrians, and, not to delay
them, turned back. I wandered down the hill the labor in hand, nor does less than her best. path to the river brink, and crossed the little
In some paragraphs, Mrs. Jameson regis-bridge, and strolled along. pensive, but with no ters her dissent against, or reply to, what definite or continuous subject of thought. How “ Carlyle” has said (not written) on this or beautiful it was — how tranquil! not a cloud the other question. We must stop to ask if in the blue sky, nor a breath of air!
" And this be fair and modest ? Is conversation so where the dead leaf fell there did it rest;" but so squared and methodized a relaxation that it still it was that scarce a single leaf did flutter may—that it should — be preached from in or fall
, though the narrow pathway along the print? It is now-a-days sufficiently hard for water's edge was already encumbered with heaps simple folk to feel unconstrained and natural autumnal tints prevailed, except in one sheltered
of decaying foliage. Everywhere around, the in society; so systematically is society work- place under the towering cliff, where a single ed for the purposes of gain and advancement, tree, a magnificent lime, still flourished in sumThe pre-occupied author who—betwixt the mer luxuriance, with not a leaf turned or shed. first and the second courses-drops a hint of I stood still opposite, looking on it quictly for a what his fifth act or his third volume may be, I long time. It seemed to me a happy tree, so runs no visionary risk of finding his tragedy fresh, and fair, and grand, as if its guardian or his tale forestalled by some nimble hearer, Dryad would not suffer it to be defaced. Then dining out “in search of situations." Poor I turned, for close beside me sounded the soft, statesmen at soirées are wedged up into cor
interrupted, half-suppressed warble of a bird, sitners that the screw of curiosity may be put on with its tiny weight. Some lines which I used
ting on a leafless spray, which seemed to bend them— regarding their views on any given to love in my childhood came into my mind, question, crisis, or combination-since Boswells blending softly with the presences around me :are “out,” who keep ponderous diaries of such dialogues (the power of checking which of
The little bird now to salute the morn course, does not exist), and who put down all that the screwed statesman has yielded up,
Upon the naked branches sets her foot,
The leaves still lying at the mossy root, under these terrible circumstances, to be copi- And there a silly' chirruping doth keep, ed, read, and circulated.—If a “Latter-Day
As if she fain would sing, yet fain would weep; Pamphlet” were to begin with " said Mrs.
Praising fair summer that too soon is sone,
And sad for winter too soon coming on! Jameson to me"—and if the Lady were there to find some saying which she had idly uttered descanted on by way of text-would she The river, where I stood, taking an abrupt turn, not complain? Privacy is a public good so ran wimpling by; not as I had seen it but a few unspeakable--so intimately connected with all days before — rolling tumultuously, the dead that is surest in confidence-with all that is with the mountain torrents, making one think of
leaves whirling in its eddies, swollen and turnid most reviving in intercourse—that we would I the kelpies, the water-wraiths, and such uncanny
things—but gentle, transparent, and flashing in | down the dark staircase, or stood by my bed : the low sunlight; even tho barberries, drooping only the blessed light had power to exorcise it. with rich crimson clusters over the little pools How it was that I knew, while I trembled and ncar the bank, and reflected in them as in a mir- quaked, that it was unreal, never cried out, nerer ror, I remember vividly as a part of the exqui- expostulated, never confessed, I do not know. site loveliness which seemed to melt into my life. The figure of Apollyon looming over Christian, For such moments we are grateful: we feel then which I had found in an old edition of the “ Pilwhat God can do for us, and what man can not. grim's Progress," was also a great torment. But -Carolside, November 5th, 1843.
worse, perhaps, were certain phantasms without
shape-things like the vision in Job—" A spirit The next passage comprehends a true dis passed before my face; it stood still
, but I could not tinction, gracefully phrased :
discern the forun thereof :"--and if not intelligible voices, there were strange unaccountable sounds
filling the air around with a sort of mysterious There are few things more striking, more in lite. In daylight I was not only fearless, but auteresting to a thoughtful mind, than to trace dacious, inclined to defy all power and brave through all the poetry, literature, and art of the all danger-that is, all danger I could see. I Middle Ages, that broad ever-present distinction remember volunteering to lead the way through between the practical and the contemplative life. a herd of cattle (among which was a dan
This was no doubt suggested and kept in view gerous bull, the terror of the neighborhood) by the one grand division of the whole social armed only with a little stiek; but first I said the community into those who were devoted to the Lord's Prayer ferrently. In the ghastly night I religious profession (an immense proportion of
never prayed ; terror stifled prayer. These both sexes) and those who were not. All through visionary sufferings, in some forin or other, purDante, all through the productions of the media- sued me till I was nearly twelve years old. If I val art, we find this pervading idea; and we had not possessed a strong constitution and a must understand it well and keep it in mind, or strong understanding, which rejected and conwe shall never be able to apprehend the entire temned my own fears, even while they shook me, beauty and meaning of certain religious groups I had been destroyed. How much weaker chil. in sculpture and painting, and the significance dren suffer in this way, I have since known; and of the characters introduced. Thus, in subjects have known how to bring them help and strength, from the Old Testament, Leah always represents through sympathy and knowledge, the sympathy the practical, Rachel, the contemplative life. In that soothes and does not encourage--the knowthe New Testament, Martha and Mary figure in ledge that dispels and does not suggest the evil. the same allegorical sense; and among the saints we always find St. Catharine and St. Clara patronizing the religious and contemplative life,
As a critic of Art, Mrs. Jameson is generally while St. Barbara and St. Ursula preside over sensible and suggestive. Many may be curithe military or secular existence. It was a part, ous to see how the author of The Loves of and a very important part, of that beautiful and the Poets' handles the female creations of the expressive symbolism through which art in all its Lecturer on " the Ilumorists,” and will be forms spoke to the popular mind.
amused with the sentimental exaggeration of
a sound judgment passed by her on Mr. ThackHere is a recollection, the force of which eray's heroines :attests its reality :
No woman resents his Rebecca - inimitable There was in my childish mind another cause Becky!-No woman but feels and acknowledges of suffering besides those I have mentioned, less with a shiver the completeness of that wonderacute, but more permanent, and always unac- ful and finished artistic creation ; but every woknowledged. It was fear-fear of darkness and man resents the selfish inane Amelia, and would supernatural influences. As long as I can re- be inclined to quote and to apply the author's member anything, I remember these horrors of own words when speaking of "Tom Jones :” “I my infancy. How they had been awakened I do can't say that I think Amelia a virtuous characnot know; they were never revealed. I had ter. I can't say but I think Mr. Thackeray's heard other children ridiculed for such fears, and evident liking and admiration for his Amelia held my peace.
At first these haunting, thrilling shows that the great humorist's moral sense was stifling stories were vaguc; afterwards their form blunted by his life, and that here in art and varied; but one of the most permanent was the ethics there is a great error. If it be right to ghost in Hamlet. There was a volume of Shak. have a heroine whom we are to admire, let us speare lying about, in which was an engraving I take care at least that she is admirable.” Laura, have not seen since, but it remains distinct in in “ Pendennis," is a yet more fatal mistake. She my mind as a picture. On one side stood Ham- is drawn with every generous feeling, every good let with his hair on end, literally "like quills gift. We do not complain that she loves that upon the fretful porcupine," and one hand with poor creature, Pendennis, for she loved him in all the fingers outspread. On the other strided her childhood. She grew up with that love in the ghost, encased in armor, with nodding her heart; it came between her and the percepplumes; one finger pointing forwards, and all tion of his faults; it is a necessity indivisible surrounded with a supernatural light. Othat from her nature. Hallowed, through its conspectre! for three years it followed me up and stancy, therein alone would lie its best excuse, its beauty and its truth. But Laura faithless to that, we might possibly learn from Rachel's imitative first affection; Laura, waked up to the apprecia- representation (studied in an hospital, as they tion of a far more manly and noble nature, in say), how poison acts on the frame, and how the love with Warrington, and then going back to limbs and features writhe into death; but if she Pendennis, and marrying him! Such infirmity were a great moral artist she would feel that might be true of some women, but not of such a what is allowed to be true in painting, is true in woman as Laura; we resent the inconsistency, art generally; that mere imitation, such as the the indelicacy of the portrait. And then Lady vulgar delight in, and hold up their hands to see, Castlewood - so evidently a favorite of the au- is the vulgarist and easiest aim of the imitative thor, what shall we say of her? The virtuous arts, and that between the true interpretation of woman, par ercellence, who “never sins and ne- poetry in art and such base mechanical means to ver forgives,” who never resents, nor relents, nor the lowest ends, there lies an immeasurable disrepents; the mother, who is the rival of her tance. I am disposed to think that Rachel has daughter; the mother, who for years is the confi- not genuis, but talent, and that her talent, from dante of a man's delirious passion for her own what I see year after year, has a downward tenchild, and then consoles him by marrying him dency,--there is not sufficient moral seasoning to herself! O Mr. Thackeray! this will never do ! save it from corruption. I remember that when such women may exist; but to hold them up as I first saw her in Hermione she reminded me of examples of excellence, and fit objects of our a serpent, and the same impression continues. best sympathies, is a fault, and proves a low The long meagre form, with its graceful undustandard in ethics and in art. When an author lating movements, the long, narrow face and presents to us a heroine whom we are called upon features, the contracted jaw, the high brow, the to admire, let him at least take care that she is brilliant supernatural eyes which seem to glance admirable.
every way at once; the sinister smile; the painted
red lips, which look as though they had lapped, To every line of the following criticism we or could lap, blood; all these bring before me can subscribe—with one question. Is there the idea of a Lamia, the serpent nature in the not some confusion as to facts, when Malle. woman's form. In Lydia, and in Athalie, she Rachel is spoken of as having personated touches the extremes of vice and wickedness Athalie ?
with such a masterly lightness and precision,
that I am full of wondering admiration for the Every one who remembers what Malle. Ra- actress. There is not a turn of her figure, not chel was seven or eight years ago, and who sees
an expression in her face, not a fold in her gorher now (1853), will allow that she has made no geous drapery, that is not a study; but withal progress in any of the essential excellences of such a consciousness of her art, and such an osA certain proof that she is not a great
tentation of the means she employs, that the artist in the true sense of the word. She is a power remains always extraneous, as it were, and finished actress, but she is nothing more, and no- exciting only to the senses and the intellect. thing better; not enough the artist ever to forget With regard to another art, Mrs. Jameson or conceal her art, consequently there is a want is a sayer of pleasant things, rather than a somewhere, which a mind highly toned, and of collector of facts to be relied on by the upinquick perceptions, feels from beginning to end. formed. This Art is music. Fancy, for in The parts in which she once excelled - the Phèdre and the Hermione, for instance-have stance, her offering a parallel betwixt Mozart become formalized and hard, like studies cast in and Chopin ;- as two men“ in both whose bronze; and when she plays a new part it has no minds the artistic element wholly dominated freshness. I always go to see her whenever I over the social and practical.”. What does
I admire her as what she is--thre Parisian " the social element” mean? The fact was, actress, practised in every trick of her métier. Ithat Chopin, one of the most delicately spiritadmire what she does, I think how well it is all uel conversers whom we ever met, was the dedone, and am inclined to clap and applaud her light of perhaps the most super-subtle and indrapery, perfect and ostentatiously studied in tellectual coterie in Paris. He answered no cvery fold, just with the same feeling that I ap- letters, it is true:-he gave lessons (save to plaud herself. As to the last scene of Adrienne Lecouvreur (which thosc who are avides de sensa.
ladies whom he liked) very reluctantly ;-and tion, athirst for painful emotion, go to see as they his infirm health made him languid, unready, would drink a dram, and critics laud as a mira- and oftentimes capricious, in performing the cle of art; it is altogether a mistake and a fail- duties and attending to the courtesies of life. ure), it is beyond the just limits of terror and But he was as willing to discuss French polipity-beyond the legitimate sphere of art. It tics or Polish nationality,—to anatomize the reminds us of the story of Gentil Bellini and new poem or novel, -as to dream at the pithe Sultan. The Sultan much admired his pic- ano ;-in this being totally unlike Mozart, who ture of the decolation of St. John the Baptist, only seems willingly to have exchanged his but informed him that it was inaccurate — surgi- spirituality ( which was music) for reckless
, cally-for the tendons and muscles ought to shrink where divided; and then calling for one
animal dissipation.—Unlike Mozart, too, Chopof bis slaves, he drew his scimetar, and striking in had a reason to give for everything which off the head of the wretch, gave the horror- he did in his art, and was thus sometimes, as a struck artist a lesson in practical anatomy. So musician, affected in his delicacies, and elabo
rately grotesque in his avoidance of common- at the moment, what Handel called "de taut." place.---Curiously enough, in stating a differ- The essays on “ Shakspere's Female Characence betwixt Mozart and Chopin, Mrs. Jame- ters," “ Sacred and Legendary Art," with other son falls into an error of criticism as remarka- productions, originated from these memoranda; ble as the error of fact, just corrected :- the writer's mind, we take it, being frequently
occupied with the theme, and thus producing When called upon to describe his method of ideas akin to it; for isolated thoughts, coming composing, what Mozart said of himself was at haphazard, would never make a continuous very striking from its naiveté and truth. "I do work. The volume before us is a selection not,” he said, “ aim at originality. I do not from those thoughts which could not be used know in what my originality consists. Why my productions take from my hand that particular up in a book, with choice extracts from Mrs. form or style which makes them Mozartish, and
Jameson's reading, sometimes standing alone, different from the works of other composers, is more frequently serving as a text for annotaprobably owing to the same cause which makes tions. The subjects themselves are divided my nose this or that particular shape; makes it, into two parts, one division relating to “ Ethics in short, Mozart's nose, and different from other and Character,” the other to “Literature and people's." Yet, as a composer, Mozart was as Art.”. These terms, however, must be interobjective, as dramatic, as Shakspeare and Ra- preted very broadly to logically include all phael; Chopin, in comparison, was wholly sub- that appears in the respective divisions. Misjective—the Byron of music.
cellaneous thoughts on morals, manners, sociMozart as dramatic as Shakspeare !—This is ety, religion, individual character, art in very news to those who feel with us. Mozart is many of its branches, literature, criticism, and everywhere in his works,--always tender and
anecdotes, for the most part of well-known gentle, rarely lively;-affluent in melody, - Commonplace Book.
persons, constitute the topics of Mrs. Jameson's wondrous in science,—but vague as a charac
The characteristics which we last week no ter painter; in his Masses as gay as in his ticed as appertaining to real conversations beOperas
, in his Operas as solemn as in his long to the book. "It is brief, various, and Masses,—one who sentimentalized even the sometimes pithy. If it has not the weight Figaro' of Beaumarchais, and flung so much which attaches to the talk or thoughts of some of his own melancholy, mysticism, and musical eminent men, it has great elegance and refinescience over a common Vienna extravaganza ment, without conventional timidity in hand(for such is the book of · Die Zauberflöte')that the transcendentalists, deceived by the feminine nicety of appreciation and a justness
ling certain questions. There is, moreover, a exquisite beauty and individuality of the com- of judgment on matters that fall fairly within a poser, have absolutely wasted time and specu- woman's ken. Praise, however, must be confined lation in burrowing to find the bottom of that to the brief detached reflections, anecdotes, and which, like Bottom's dream,“ had no bottom.” comments. There are some longer pieces that Perhaps no man's name, example, genius, story rather smack of bookmaking. Such are the have been put to such hard duty, have been brief reports of sermons, the author has heard so ever-interpreted, as those of Mozart. Mrs. delivered by various preachers, well enough, Jameson, in the above, merely repeats the but which it was not necessary to publish. old fallacies, which mean little, because they The long autobiographical reminiscences of the do not touch the truth.
writer's childhood, in connection with certain The fragments on Sculpture, which close views on education, are but so-so, in spite of this elegant volume, are better. In taking their general elegance and particular passages leave of them and of the book, we cannot but of interest. A kind of chapter on sculpture, ask Mrs. Jameson why, when speaking poeti- sculptors, and what our ancestors (when it was cally and artistically of Helen, she had not a the fashion to draw a character adapted to art) word for Canova’s bust of the enchantress, and would have called “ advice to sculptors,” are Lord Byron's graceful and epigrammatic eight also elegant, but somewhat flimsy. Extracts lines on “ the Helen of the heart ? ”
from Hazlitt's Liber Amoris, and other books, are articles without the text, where the broader
parts are cut away, and nothing is left but
From The Spectator. some remarks on the quotations. MRS. JAMESON'S COMMONPLACE BOOK
Pruned of these inferior parts, the book OF THOUGHTS, MEMORIES, AND FANCIES.*
would form a very pleasant Jamesoniana, not only agreeable but instructive.
" How can we Like many authors and some musicians, reason but from what we know ? "- how can Mrs. Jameson is in the habit of writing down, we think unless we have matter to think about?
* A Commonplace Book of Thoughts, Memories Jameson. With Illustrations and Etchings. Puband Fancies, Original and Selected. By Mrs. I lished by Longman and Co.