tleman refines his tastes. A gentleman subdues his feelings. A But the magical give themselves up to their familiar spirits, and "Those who have orderly open intercourse, do not seek to learn from angels how they shall conduct ordinary tempora! matters, any further than they bear upon living a life according to the commandments. But the magical occupy themselves with wild dreams of worldly riches and pre-eminence over others. They search for the philosopher's stone, aud the elixir of life. They know not that the Word is that stone, and a life according to the commandments is the genuine Elixir Vite which heals all di "When you have found a man, you have not far to go to find a gentleman." This is admirably said; and now that we have seen what is the Bishop's beau ideal of a gentleman, let us see what is his ideal of a man, the material whereof the gentleman is composed : "We are told that the Parian marble, before the sculptor's eye had fallen upon it, or his hand had touched it, contained, in the perfection of its beauty, the Apollo Belvidere. He only found it, and exposed it to the gaze of an admiring world. And old Prometheus, as we read, kindled, with fire from heaven, the clay-cold statue into life, and loveliness, and love. But, tell me, what are these but allegories, to set forth the beauty and the power of CHRISTIAN EDUCATION? And, what are these results but faint and far-off shadows, to their triumph, who by patient love and faithful prayer, develope, through the agency of the transforming Spirit, from the dull and sluggish and corrupted mass of our poor fallen nature, a gracious child, a glorious youth, a god-like man? The manliness of love, the manliness of truth, the manliness of piety! The manliness that wears the spirit on the brow; purer than purest crystal, more transparent, and more precious. The manliness that bears the heart out in the hand; no plan, no purpose, no pursuit, no palpitation, that it shrinks to show. The manliness that fears to sin, but knows no other fear, The manliness that knows to die, but not to lie. The manliness that never boasts. The manliness that never domineers. The manliness that never swears. The manliness that never drinks. The manliness that bows, in meek compliance, with the shadow of a parent's wish. The manliness that sees in every woman the sex to which we owe our mothers. The manliness to look all danger in the face and seize it by the horns. The manliness to bear all hardships without grudging; and to render every honest service withont shame. The manliness to reverence the poor. The manliness to make concessions to the weak. The manliness to feel. The manliness to pity. And the manliness to pray. This is the manliness we ask from God for these dear children. Such are the men we strive, through grace, to form at Burlington College." We willingly confess to entire faith in the orthodoxy of the Bishop's opinion of manliness, let us think as we may of his theology. We have recently been looking over a little booklet, bearing evidences of great sincerity of feeling and purity of thought, written by Silas Jones, and bearing this rather startling title: "Eras of the New Jerusalem Church, being a few remarks on the present state of the Church, and showing the necessity of open intercourse with angels for its future advancement." Bishop Doane and Mr. Jones are probably not very far asunder in their theology, although they do not belong to the same Church. The Bishop certainly believes in the necessity of open intercourse with angels, for the gentleman, as described by him, may fairly be reckoned among that order of existences. Mr. Jones says of open intercourse with angels, in the possibility of which he has entire faith: "Those who have orderly open intercourse, are principled in doing uses according to their degree and circumstances. This is the marriage of good and truth, and the works they do are its fruits. "Those who have orderly open intercourse may have, and often do experience, artful assaults from evil spirits. Evil spirits often come in the guise of angels of light. But these do not seduce, bestrange spirit without introduction by an angel, and without the cause those who are in truths are cautioned not to speak with any presence of Swedenborg. But those who are disorderly neither know nor think it important to know who comes to them. Hence their intercourse is with those who from fantasy can induce the appearance of angels of light; but are in fact satans. While in the life of the body they were hypocrites. "We will repeat what has already been shown, viz: That those who have orderly open intercourse are illustrated when they read the Word. They read in the spiritual affection of truth, and they have the lamp of true doctrine to guide their understanding. They regard all they receive as essentially contained in the Word, and received through it. Many are daily and hourly taught by and through the Word, by having brought vividly to recollection some passage containing the instruction needed. These are the gentle suggestions of our heavenly monitors. "Those who have orderly open intercourse are greatly humbled thereby. They are humbled, by being more plainly than others made to see their evils in the most loathsome and repulsive forms. When evil spirits are seen by heavenly light they appear as monsters. They come into this important truth, that it is all one whether we say shun evil, or "shun evil spirits and the hells." One of the great personal uses of open intercourse is, that we may be able, by light from heaven, to detect and shun evil spirits, by repentance and amendment of life. If some who feel quite secure, and who stand well with their fellow men, could see themselves and their spiritual company as angels see them, they would be greatly astonished. "It has pleased the Lord, in his divine providence, to lead the writer where he has seen much of open intercourse with the spiritual world. Much of what he has seen has been altogether disorderly. He has also seen much which, though not orderly, seems to be permitted because of the state of unbelief prevalent in the world. He has also been able to witness that which by the foregoing rules he regards as orderly. He has never expertenced in his own person this kind of illustration, and has therefore no personal interest in inducing a belief favourable to open intercourse. If by presenting these imperfect views others may be saved much of the labor the writer has had, he will be thankful, for he will see that the use it has been to others will be evidence of its value." who have had both orderly and disorderly open intercourse with Mr. Jones confesses that although he has lived much with those angels, that he has not himself enjoyed the privilege of open intercourse with celestial beings. But we have strayed wide from the track upon which we set out; we began with the theatre and here we are in «the church. Well, it will not do to go from the church to the theatre, so we will drop that subject for the present month. THE FINE ARTS.-We have but little to record respecting the Fine Arts. All our artists are busily engaged in finishing up pictures for the next exhibition of the National Academy, which will open on the first of April, and, judging from some of the works which we have seen, it will eclipse all past exhibitions. Page will have some of his finest portraits in the exhibition, and his grand historical painting of Ruth and Naomi. Elliott, who has been very well employed during the past year, will have a greater number of fine portraits than he has ever before exhibited. Boyle, whose fine talents have not yet had the reward to which they justly entitle him, will have in the exhibition a noble full length portrait of Bishop Hughes, in his sacerdotal robes; | Lectures on Shakspeare, by H. N. Hudson, in two volumes. A and all the old landscape painters, besides many new ones, new work on Astronomy, by Professor Mitchell; and the Owl of whom the public is yet ignorant, will fill the walls of the Creek Letters, 1 Vol., 12mo. Academy with bright and sunny transcripts of our beautiful of boundless good will, and compassion for human suffering, which accords with the character of Jesus. An imaginary bust of Pocahontas, by our countryman, Mosier, has been lately brought out from Florence by the same gentleman. Mr. Mosier was travelling in Italy two or three years since, and in a short sojourn at Florence, was induced to try his skill in modelling figures in clay. He was surprised at his own success, and finding himself strongly inclined to the art, continued the practice till, at length, what was first an amusement became a severe and eager study, and he was enrolled anong American sculptors. A small group, by a Florentine artist, of the name of Freccia, has been imported. It is called Love and Fidelity, and represents a boy with a dog dying at his feet. The Appleton's announce a new work on Mexico, or rather on the Mexican War-its origin, progress,' &c., by John T. Sprague, Brevet Captain, U. S. A. Burgess, Stringer & Co., announce a new Novel, by Cooperthe very name of which takes us into the backwoods. It is to be called "The Oak Openings, or the Bee Hunter." We should think, from the name, that the locale of the story would be Michigan. We understand that T. B. Thorpe, the author of "Tom Owen, the Bee Hunter," is engaged on a Life of General Taylor, who has already had more lives than Plutarch. But Mr. Thorpe is an old neighbour of Rough and Ready's, a personal friend, and a pleasant writer, so that we shall probably have a better life of the "old man" from his pen, than any that we have yet read. NEW ATTRACTIONS.--This is but the third number of our Magazine, yet such has been the encouragement which it has already received, that we have been induced to meet the liberal patronage of the public by a liberal return. We give this month the first of a Series of Sketches of Popular and Eminent American Clergy men. The sketch this month These works will doubtless be found in the next exhibition of is of the Rev. Dr. Potts of this City, of the Presbyterian the National Academy. We learn from the Commercial Advertiser that the original plates of the famous Shakspeare Gallery of Boydell are in the possession of a Dr. Spooner, in this city, who has employed a competent artist to touch them up with a view to publishing a new edition of impressions. Many of the pictures of this cele brated gallery were very grand; the three by West, from Lear, Hamlet, and As You Like It, which were formerly in the old Academy of the Fine Arts, in the Park, were among the best of them. The Evening Mirror says, in respect to the original proprietor of these plates:-" Alderman Boydell was a print seller, and acquired a fortune in his business; but he stepped beyond his sphere when he attempted what was called a great national work, and failed, as a matter of consequence. By his munificent offers to the artists of the time, he induced them to attempt works for which they were not qualified, and there was failure all around. Artists cannot be had for money-if they could, they would not be worth the having. This has been abundantly proved by the attempt of Congress to compel certain of our painters to execute paintings for the Rotunda of the Capitol, by brib ing them with ten thousand dollars each." church in the Fourth Avenue. The Sketches will all be written by competent authors, and the biographical facts will be only from the most reliable sources. Each number of the Magazine will hereafter contain at least two Sketches of Eminent Clergymen. We shall also publish monthly an Obituary of the Eminent Characters whose decease happens during the month preceding the day of publication. In our present number will be found brief notices of Commodore Charles G Ridgley, and of Thomas Cole, the eminent landscape painter. We have received a letter from a correspondent who appears to be dissatisfied at not seeing the names of some of the eminent clergymen of the Baptist persuasion in this city among our first announcement. Our correspondent is assured that the Baptist clergymen, and all others of eminence in the country, will in turn have their niches in our. Walhalla. It was by accident that only the names of a few eminent Presbyterian and Episcopalian divines were at first announced. The following divines of the Baptist Church will appear in the course of our series of eminent American clergy men: the Rev. Drs. Maclay and Cone, and Rev. Mr. Williams, of this city; Rev. Dr. Wayland, of Brown Uni The Art Union Journal is the title of the most splendid illus-versity, and Rev. Mr. Choules of Massachusetts. trated periodical that we have ever seen. Combining, as it does, the highest literary and artistic ability, with a full, comprehensive, exact, and reliable chronicle of all the artistic transactions of the Old World. It is a work of immense value to the mere artist, decorator, or tradesman in works of art, while to the amatear and man of letters, it is a source of reliable information that they cannot afford to dispense with. It is edited by 8. C. Hall, Esq., whose accomplished lady is a regular contributor to its pages. Each number contains three original engravings from the works of modern masters, in the highest style of art, besides a great profusion of elegant illustrations on wood. The agent for this city is Mr. John P. Ridner, of the Artist's Exchange, in the Art Union Buildings, Broadway. EDITORIAL PORTRAITS.-In addition to the series of papers already commenced, we shall shortly begin a new series under the head of Sketches of American Editors. This is a wide field, and an interesting one. The Pulpit and the Press are the two great instruments of our liberty, and those who labor in their service are the real makers of the popular mind; it is, therefore, not a secondary matter of interest with the public to know something of the personal character of the men whose influence is so mighty for good or evil, LITERARY ANNOUNCEMENT.-Among the announcements of new works, Baker & Scribner advertise a Life of Cromwell, by the Rev. J. T. Headley, author of Napoleon and his Marshals. Much curiosity having been excited in regard to the authorship of some of the articles in our first and second numbers, we shall hereafter distinguish the selected from the original pieces. BANVARD'S PANORAMA.-This magnificent and most interesting exhibition gains in popularity daily. People crowd to it by thousands, and no wonder. Sitting a couple of hours | tudes of our primitive forests; by the lonely lakes, waterin the Camera where it is exhibited, is equal to a descent of the Mississippi; indeed, as we heard an enthusiastic admirer of the Panorama say, it is "equaller," for here you see as much for two shillings, and in two hours, as would cost twenty-five or thirty dollars, and at least a week's time on the Mississippi, and the best part of it is that in going down the father of waters with Mr. Banvard, you are in no danger of being snagged or blown up. falls, and mountain gorges, where only the Indian or the daring hunter had ventured, than in cultivated scenes; and a seeming consciousness of his true province in landscape had latterly led to his return to the original ground upon which he earned his first renown. It is said that Mr. Coleleft a great number of pictures unfinished He painted with great rapidity, notwithstanding the great care with which all his landscapes appear to be touched. One of his large landscapes, which one would have supposed must have cost Sig. Spinetto has been amusing the town, at the City Li-him months of hard labor, he told us had been painted in three brary, with his learned Canaries; and everybody has been lecturing everywhere, about everything. In addition to the Broadway improvements already mentioned, we hear of another of great importance. Mr. John Lafarge, the reputed agent of Louis Phillippe, the King of the French, has purchased the entire block of buildings on Broadway, between Canal and Lispenard streets, which are to be demolished in May, and in their place is to be erected a splendid white marble palace of six stories in height; the lower part of which is to be used for shops, and the upper part as a museum or something of that kind. But the greatest and most important improvement in Broadway will be the new Russ Pavement, which is to be laid down its entire extent. The new Park gates are not yet put up; but the iron lilies in the new marble basin of the fountain are in full blossom. They are painted pure white, and look as natural as could be expected. Our readers will probably discover, with outany aid from us, that the deeply interesting tale of "The Brother's Revenge" is marred and considerably obscured in certain passages by very obvious errors, the existence of which is owing to an accident; the form in which they occur, having been "locked up" and sent to press before the author returned his proof. If these provoking errors are overlooked good-naturedly by our readers, their generosity shall never be so sorely taxed again. The sudden death of Thomas Cole, the first and greatest of American Landscape Painters, has thrown a gloom over the large circle of his friends in this city. Mr. Cole was an American in every respect but the accident of birth. He was brought to this country in his infancy, by his father, who was a paper-stainer by trade, and among the mountain scenery of the West drew in his first inspirations from the genius of the scene. He was born in England, and spent the earliest years of his life in Western Pennylvania, Ohio, and afterwards in Catskill, where he has lived since he became famous as a painter, and where he was well known and loved by a large circle of friends. Mr. Cole was about forty-three years of age when he died. His disease was the pleurisy, and of very short duration; so short that none of his numerous friends in this city knew of his illness until the telegraph announced the sad news of his death. Mr. Cole had been twice abroad, and had painted many pictures of English and Italian scenery, but he was most at home, and always appeared to greater advantage in the wild soli days. In his peculiar line he was unrivalled, and being the first artist who painted an American Landscape, his name will long stand at the head of the artists of the New World; but there are points in landscape painting in which he did not excel. His pictures lack depth of color and atmosphere, his skies are often flat and hard, and his pictures lack tone; but take them all in all, we have no landscape painter among us who can do so well, and we fear it will be a long while before his place will be worthily filled. The National Academy, the Sketch Club, and other artistic societies of which he was a member, have paid the usual tributes of respect to his memory. COM. CHARLES G. RIDGLEY.-We had prepared an obituary notice of this excellent, officer, who died recently in Baltimore, but are compelled to omit it this month, for lack of room. Commodore Ridgley was born in Baltimore, on the 2d of July, 1784, and entered the service of the United States on the 17th October, 1799. He was rated Post-Captain in 1815, and had been 48 years in the service of his country when he died. He was the seventh on the list of Post-Captains. Young Ridgley was the first midshipman appointed from the city of Baltimore. He was with Com. Preble at the battle of Tripoli, and was the first that volunteered to assist in cutting out the frigate Philadelphia. He was not allowed to participate in that gallant action, but was rewarded for his good conduct in the war by a gold medal voted to him by Congress. In 1820, he was appointed to the command of the Pacific squadron, and sailed in the frigate Constellation as his flagship. In 1825, he was appointed to the command of the sta tion at Kittery, Me. In 1828, he was appointed to the command of the West India Station, and navy yard at Pensacola, Florida, where he remained until the winter of 1830. In July, 1833, he was appointed to the command of the station and navy yard at New York, where he remained until 1839, when he was appointed to the command of the U. S. naval forces on the coast of Brazil and in the Rio de la Plata, and returned to the United States in the frigate Constitution, in 1841. He was a gallant officer, a thorough seamen, and a kindhearted, excellent gentleman. The naval heroes of our dast war are gradually dropping off, and in a few years the noble race of worthies will have departed on the last voyage of life. The following paper, together with papers which will succeed it, are written by one who has little to rely on beyond his own fresh and vigorous conceptions. He is not a writer of reminiscence, but of the present. He belongs to no elique-is confederated with no literary party. He expects his efforts to be taken for just what they are worth and nothing more, and is content to rest upon that. He solemnly declares that every word he utters is through no partiality, but the legitimate offspring of his mind and heart. LIVING PICTURES OF AMERICAN NOTABILITIES, LITERARY AND SCIENTIFIC. * "Wherefore are these things hid? Wherefore have these gifts a curtain before them?-are they like to take dust, like Mistress Mall's picture? What dost thou mean ?-is it a world to hide virtues in ?"--Twelfth Night. "Art is called art because it is not nature."-Goethe. the theory that there is nothing new; for if we did, we would, clinging to that faith, be forced to admit that cloth was nothing more nor less than sheep'sskins, and glass mere sand and flints. It is a frequently-expressed idea, with and among writers, that man is a mere imitative animal, and that no mind exists which can create anything exactly new. According to this belief, we are all constantly fabricating what we fondly term originali- We are antagonistical to all such unsubstantial ties, from old material-building, as it were, new quibbling. Man, in the image of God, and endowed houses out of old ones; pulling down one structure to with all the attributes of his Maker, posesses the power rear another with its fragments. Still arguing in ac- to create! not mere flesh and blood, but something cordance with this idea, we may say that the products loftier, spiritual! If he were not enabled to accomof the mind are like those of the earth-made from plish this, he would be entitled to no other rank than each other, taking different shapes, presenting con- that held by the beasts of the field, and the birds of trasts in appearance, and exhibiting various character- the air. Not capable of considering man in the light istics in their rapidly transmogrified conditions, and of a clever monkey, we must assume that he positively yet, are one and the same thing. 'Tis said there has takes higher ground, and keeps it. He is immortal! been nothing created from the time of the flood-His intellect is his soul, living with and after him. His nothing made! nothing lost! all that is, was! The snail may have become soil-the extinct Mastodon, although not permitted to alarm us through the operations of the optic nerve, is yet upon the globe, and incorporated with some material distinguished by another name. We confess that these declarations are facts, but we cannot take them as evidence of the propriety of mind achieves that which long endures after his grosser parts-its visible, but destructible representativehave perished. His head may nourish the roots of a tree, but the invisible power that once inhabited there remains, and is felt and acknowledged after that tree has entirely devoured the fleshy tenement. A power so subtile-so etherial-so completely synonymous with divinity-can, must, does advance originalties. both physical and intellectual; both ideal and mate- | being distinctive, only entitle them to a sort of outside rial. Of course, this power exists in degrees, and not seat in either of the classes above mentioned. in the same proportion with all. Equality is a word which has no representative; it is a shadow cast without a substance. Who ever beheld the tangible demonstration of equality? Were ever two men exactly equal? or two trees? or two cabbages? or two pebbles? We answer authoritatively in the negative! Even the Siamese Twins,-who are a living paradox, one, yet a couple,-differ. It shall continue our purpose to demonstrate the particular rank and qualities of the living authors belonging to our own country,--the men who have striven, and will strive, to bring out from the rich resources presented in the New World, a distinctive and tangible school of literature:-or, if not exactly a school, a national phase of the institution of letters. First and foremost among these philanthropical giants of the pen stands WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT. Genius is the result of no accident of birth,-it be There is neither actual nor theoretical equality in this very pleasant world. It is not to be found in the earth-upon the earth-in the air-or under the wa-longs to no age or climate; it may be as surely exhiter. God made, in six days, myriads of things, of which no two can be alike. And here we may be allowed to remark, en passant, that no greater evidence than this, of the existence of a Supreme and Omnipotent Being, an existence blindly and Quixotically disputed by many-need be required. There are indi-ills which flesh is heir to." Poets are not born of viduals, numbering thousands, who will have it, in the very face of heaven and its indisputable decrees, that social, if not optically-observable, equality, should and absolutely does exist. Where? Not in the city, not in the country,-not in the wilderness,-no, not even at the domestic hearth of the republican; for, there he governs, and the rest obey :-in his absence, his wife sways the sceptre of command, and, in the absence of both, the earliest born child instinctively and legally performs the functions of ruler. Where customary rights of superiority are not discoverable, yet superiority is manifested. It is Might, or Reason, that constitutes that superiority. Twenty men, placed in a desert, far from contact with their fellow beings, and qualified to be precisely equal, by money, means of living, and other barterable advantages, would speedily become unequal. To this state of their affairs they would succumb, in spite of themselves, admitting that they never quarrelled, and had no desire to do so. If they were gifted with corresponding strength of body, or brute force so nearly corresponding that the difference was nothing of consequence, yet, would one of them-perhaps without his own knowledge, or that of his associates-be superior and leader. His intellect, if but a mere fraction greater than that of any one of his nineteen comrades, would urge him into this position against their united will. And shall we say that such an essence, (impalpable, but immortal, and certain to exercise such control,) cannot originate? Forbid it, justice: forbid it, mighty Light of Reason! bited in the torrid as in the frigid zone, and its germ is as frequently found in the soil of worldly poverty, as in the rich mould of aristocratical and golden pomp and advantage. Again, genius is not hereditary, and transmitted from sire to progeny, like several of the poets, but of heaven. William Cullen Bryant was the son of a physician of Massachusetts. The father, notwithstanding his devotion to the mortar and scalpel, found time enough to gratify a strong inclination for literature, and became familiar with the choicest English works, both modern and ancient. Our poet is fifty-four years of age. When ten he commenced to write, in obedience to the dictates of the spirit which has ever since actuated him. His father encouraged his earlier attempts, and afforded him much aid in forming a correct taste, and in getting a thorough knowledge of the mechanical branch of verse-making, a knowledge which must be had to render the most brilliant talents available. Mr. Bryant is now a politician as well as poet. It is supposed that he never meddled with politics until he was advanced in years, but it is a remarkable fact that his first poetical essay was a political satire aimed at the Jefferson party. This effort, " The Embargo," excited a deal of attention, and was quoted for effect, again and again, by those with whose principles it accorded; yet it was the production of a youth not yet fourteen years old. About the same time he put forth a production, a copy of which we have seen but never read, entitled Spanish Revolution." We always tremble for precociteis;-they seldom arrive at a sound or serviceable state of maturity; but spring up and bloom quickly, like plants in a hot house, to fade and decay quite as soon, and at a time when we naturally look to see them attain their greatest strength and their real prime. The superficial obThe most convincing proof of the power of the in-server marvels at the truth that natives of tropical visible man to give birth to novelties, and of the ut- lands are parents at eight and ten years of age, but terly impossible equalization of mind, is the creature when it is taken into consideration that they are old of literary pursuits. The reader must not suppose that and feeble at thirty, all supposed cause for astonishwe call every man who writes a literary man, for, in ment vanishes. The progenitor of a precocity, as a that case, and, by the same rule, we would be con- general rule, has reason to deplore the wonderful prestrained to denominate the barrel-organ grinder a musi- maturity bestowed upon so few of us. In nine cases cian. Then, again, those persons who can, with propri- out of ten the prodigy, if exercised well, is blasè beety, claim to be mentioned in the catalogue of the deni- fore he should have entered active life ;--his energies zens of the literary world, are divided into classes. The are exhausted ere they had acquired a proper degree poet-we mean the genuine poet, and not the versifier of strength in the usual course of human progression ; -belongs to the first class. Of the second class is the his tender powers are over-taxed prior to their adaptromancist; because he appeals to the moral and ima-edness to be taxed at all. Men who begin to write ginative qualities, and speaks to those faculties which are the sublimest parts of our nature. The historian -the compiler of facts-ranks in the third class. And here we have designated all; for, albeit there are writers who delve in other soil, their products, not when very young, seldom-oh! how seldom !-live to enjoy any substantial reputation. They begin as promising youths, and "promising youths" they forever continue. By reviewing the histories of the various personages who have inscribed their names upon Fame's |