partakes of the faults of the class to which it belongs, it professes more than an average share of positive utility; the essay on "General Deportment" deserves perusal by every one, whatever his station in society; indeed, wherever the author seems to have depended upon himself, he has satisfactorily executed his task, but occasionally a few contradictory remarks may be observed, arising from a deference to the vulgar notions broached by his contemporaries, or a wish to blend the imaginary bel air of a city apprentice with the habitudes of an unstudied gentleman. The article on "Female Dress" is-creditable and sound; but the remarks on male attire evince an ignorance of the acknowledged decencies of life. We are to suppose that this work is published for the use principally, of the uninitiated youth who possess a desire, or what is more to the point, an opportunity of figuring in good society, and, ignorant of the style of dress required, turns to the "Manual for Politeness,” and in accordance with its dictum, goes to an evening party, full dressed, in a blue coat with bright buttons and a loose and rolling collar, a white waistcoat, white trowsers, silk stockings, and pumps! We are told also, that blue coats give a gayer and more animated look to the appearance than black, and are best adapted for balls! and that a light-colored rich silk velvet vest is full dress and most becoming; and that if a dark waistcoat be used, a light under waistcoat should always be worn! An unlucky wight who followed these rules, would be full dressed for a mountebank fop in a comedy, but let him not intrude his vulgar body into the drawing room. A suit of black is a'one accounted dress for evening parties; the claret colored abominations were introduced by a noble lord who prided himself upon his peculiarities, but black alone maintains its ground. Velvet vests were never considered dress; under waistcoats are fit only for prize fighters and hackmen, who, by the way, always patronize bright blue coats and brass buttons, when they don their holi day clothes. Let the would-be gentleman remember the story of the groom who married his mistress, a rich widow of good standing in society. She knew that her husband was unfit for a place in the drawing-room, and she consulted her uncle, a nobleman of much worldly experience. What line of conduct what you advise John to pursue that his deficiencies in mind and manner may not be observable." "Let him wear black, and hold his tongue," was the reply.

VIEWS OF PHILADELPHIA AND ITS VICINITY; Embracing a Collection of Twenty Views.

Hughes and Stille.

These views of Pailadelphia, with their poetical illustrations and prose descriptions, form an excellent guide book to the lions of our good city of Penn. The views are well drawn by J. C. Wild, and lithographed in good style. The State House, from the north-west corner of Sixth street, makes a good picture; the artist has chosen a moonlight night in winter, when the buildings possess a coping of snow, and the leafless trees are fringed with white. Fairmount, Manayunk, View from the Navy Yard, Tue Alms-House, The Penitentiary, and Moyamensing Jail are also well treated; but the View down the Inclined Plane is somewhat out of drawing. The delineations of the city buildings are generally extremely correct.

Mr. Holden, of the Saturday Courier, has executed his unprofitable task of furnishing the descriptive details of the pictorial subjects in a manner creditable to his industry and research. He has given a mass of valuable information in a condensed form. His brother editor, Mr. M'Makin, has graced each subject with a poetical illustration; the following piece will give some idea of the successful manner in which he has treated the various subjects.

SKETCHES OF YOUNG LADIES, BY QUIZ, and SKETCHES OF YOUNG GENTLEMEN, BY Quiz, Junior. One Volume. Carey, Lea, and Blanchard.

Light, humorsome, and pleasant are the writings of the Quiz family, who have concocted an agreeable and therefore seasonable book. We cordially recommend it to the notice of our readers.

The sketches by Quiz, Senior, have long been conspicuous in the periodicals of the day. We present a new specimen of them to our friends in the present number, (page 25,) and the publishers have done well in collecting them for publication. The talents of the Junior Quiz may be rated from the specimen annexed.

THE BASHFUL YOUNG GENTLEMAN.

We found ourselves seated at a small dinner party the other day, opposite a stranger of such singular appearance and manner, that he irresistibly attracted our attention.

This was a fresh colored young gentleman, with as good a promise of light whisker as one might wish to see, and possessed of a very velvet-like soft-looking countenance. We do not use the latter term invidiously, but merely to denote a pair of smooth, plump, highly-colored cheeks of capacious dimensions, and a mouth rather remarkable for the fresh hue of the lits than for any marked or striking expression it presented. His whole face was suffused with a crimson blush, and bore that downcast, timid, retiring look, which betokens a man ill at ease with himself.

There was nothing in these symptoms to attract more than a passing remark, but our attention had been originally drawn to the bashful young gentleman, on his first appearance in the drawing room above stairs, into which he was no sooner introduced, than making his way towards us who were standing in a window, and wholly neglecting several persons who warmly accosted him, he scized our hand with visible emotion, and pressed it with a convulsive grasp for a good couple of minutes, after which he dived in a nervous man. ner across the room, oversetting in his way a fine little girl of six and a quarter years old-and shrouding himself behind some hangings, was seen no more, until the eagle eye of the hostess detecting him in his concealment ; on the announcement of dinner, he was requested to pair off with a lively single lady, of two or three and thirty.

This most flattering salutation from a perfect stranger, would have gratified us not a little as a token of his having held us in high respect, and for that reason been desirous of our acquaintance, if we had not suspected from the first, that the young gentleman, in making a desperate effort to get through the ceremony of introduction, had, in the bewilderment of his ideas, shaken hands with us at random. This impression was fully confirmed by the subsequent behaviour of the bashful young gentleman in question, which we noted particu larly, with the view of ascertaining whether we were right in our conjecture.

The young gentleman seated himself at table with evident misgivings, and turning sharp round to pay at tention to some observation of his loquacious neighbor, overset his bread. There was nothing very bad in this, and if he had the presence of mind to let it go, and say nothing about it, nobody but the man who had laid the cloth would have been a bit the wiser; but the young gentleman in various semi-successful attempts to prevent its fall, played with it a little, as gentlemen in the streets may be seen to do with their hats on a windy day, and then giving the roll a smart rap in his anxiety to catch it, knocked it with great adroitness into a tureen of white soup at some distance, to the unspeakable terror and disturbance of a very amiable bald gentleman, who was dispensing the contents. We thought the bashful young gentleman would have gone off in an apopletic fit, consequent upon the violent rush of blood to his face at the occurrence of this catastrophe. From this moment we perceived, in the phraseology of the fancy, that it was "all up" with the bashful young gentleman, and so indeed it was. Several benevolent persons endeavored to relieve his embarrassment by taking wine with him, but finding that it only augmented his sufferings, and that after mingling sherry, champagne, hock and moselle together, he applied the greater part of the mixture externally, instead of internally, they gradually dropped off, and left him to the exclusive care of the talkative lady, who not noting the wildness of his eye, firmly believed she had secured a listener. He broke a glass or two in the course of the meal, and disappeared shortly afterwards; it is inferred that he went away in some confusion, inasmuch as he left the house in another gentleman's coat, and the footman's hat.

This little incident led us to reflect upon the most prominent characteristics of bashful young gentlemen in the abstract; and as this portable volume will be the great text-book of young ladies in all future generations, we record them here for their guidance and behoof.

If the bashful young gentleman, in turning a street corner, chance to stumble suddenly upon two or three young ladies of his acquaintance, nothing can exceed his confusion and agitation. His first impulse is to make a great variety of bows, and dart past them, which he does until, observing that they wish to stop, but are uncertain whether to do so or not, he makes several feints of returning, which causes them to do the same; and at length, after a great quantity of unnecessary dodging and falling up against the other passengers, he returns and shakes hands most affectionately with all of them, in doing which he knocks out of their grasp sundry little parcels, which he hastily picks up, and returns very muddy and disordered. The chances are that the bashful young gentleman then observes it is very fine weather, and being reminded that it has only just left off raining for the first time these three days, he blushes very much, and smiles as if he had said a very good thing. The young lady who was most anxious to speak, here inquires, with an air of great commiseration, how his dear sister Harriet is to-day; to which the young gentleman, without the slightest consideration, replies with many thanks, that she is remarkably well. “Well, Mr. Hopkins!" cries the young lady, why we heard she was bled yesterday evening, and have been perfectly miserable about her." "Oh, ah,' says the young gentleman, "so she was. Oh, she's very ill-very ill indecd." The young gentleman then shakes his head, and looks very desponding (he has been smiling perpetually up to this time,) and after a short pause, gives his glove a great wrench at the wrist, and says, with a strong emphasis on the adjective, “Good morning, good morning." And making a great number of bows in acknowledgment of several little messages to his sister, walks backward a few paces, and comes with great violence against a lamp-post, knocking his

hat off in the contact, which in his mental confusion and Lodily rain he is going to walk away without, until a great roar from a carter attracts his attention, when he picks it up, and trics to smile cheerfully to the young ladies, who are looking back, and who, he has the satisfaction of seeing, are all laughing heartily.. At a quadrille party, the bashful young gentleman always remains as near the entrance of the room as possible, from which position he smiles at the people he knows as they come in, and sometimes steps forward to shake hands with more intimate friends; a process which, on each repetition, seems to turn him a deeper scarlet than before. He declines dancing the first set or two, observing, in a faint voice, that he would rather wait a little; but at length is absolutely compelled to allow himself to be introduced to a partner, when he is led, in a great heat and blushing furiously, across the room to a spot where half a dozen unknown ladies are congregated together.

"Miss Lambert, let me introduce Mr. Hopkins for the next quadri'le." Miss Lambert inclines her head graciously. Mr. Hopkins bows, and his fair conductress disappears, leaving Mr. Hopkins, as he too well knows, to make himself agrecable. The young lady more than half expects that the bashful young gentleman will say something, and the bashful young gentleman feeling this, seriously thinks whether he has got any thing to say, which, upon mature reflection, he is rather disposed to conclude he has not, since nothing occurs to him. Meanwhile, the young lady, after several inspections of her bouquet, all made in the expectation that the bashful young gentleman is going to talk, whispers her mama, who is sitting next to her, which whisper the bashful young gentleman inmediately suspects (and possibly with very good reason) must be about him. In this comfortable condition he remains until it is time to "stand up," when murmuring a "Will you allow me!' he gives the young lady his arm, and after inquiring where she will stand, and receiving a reply that she has no choice, conducts her to the remotest corner of the quadrille, and making one attempt at conversation, which turns ont a desperate failure, preserves a profound silence until it is all over, when he walks her twice round the reom, deposits her in her old scat, and retires in confusion.

A married bashful gentleman-for these bashful gentlemen do get married sometimes-how it is ever brought about is a mystery to us--a married bashful gentleman either causes his wife to appear bold by contrast, or merges her proper importance in his own insignificance. Bashful young gentlemen should be cured, or avoided. They are never hopeless, and never will be, while female beauty and attractions retain their Influence, as any young lady will find, who may think it worth while on this confident assurance to take a patient in hand.

HOW SHALL I GOVERN MY SCHOOL? ADDRESSED TO YOUNG TEACHERS; AND ALSO ADAPTED TO ASSIST PARENTS IN FAMILY GOVERNMENT. By E. C. WINES. W. Marshall and Co.

The subject illustrated by this excellent book deserves a longer article than we have space to insert, or time to indite. We have much to exhibit upon the subject, and many experiences to propound. For many years, we have given the subject the most serious consideration; and we beg leave to say that we cordially agree with Mr. Wines in the view he has taken of school government. The teacher, the parent, and the pupil, should attentively peruse the wholesome and pleasant truths contained in this well-written and muchwanted treatise; we earnestly intreat every person who may in any way be connected with the education of youth to give patient attention to the valuable contents. Various of the Boston savans have been offering a premium for the best treatise on education; we know not the given latitude of the expected essay, but, in our opinion, the wise men of the East could not do better than pay the promised sum into the hands of Mr. Wines.

Innumerable anecdotes illustrate the writer's positions; one of which we beg leave to insert. The Helvetian pedagogue offers a striking contrast to the celebrated Doctor Busby, Magister of Westminster school, in London. When the king visited his academy, his Majesty civilly carried his hat in his hand; but the master kept his beaver on, and with an open snuff box in one hand, and a long cane in the other, swag. gered bravely by the side of the king, talking loudly and pertly, as they promenaded up and down the extensive school room. When the king retired, the schoolmaster followed him; and when far away from the sight of his scholars, humbly uncovered himself, and with much penitence, asked pardon for the rudeness of his conduct. You know not the fiery spirits that I have to command. If they thought that there was a person in the world superior to me, or one of whom I stood in fear, I should never be able to manage them again-their obedience would be gone for ever." But, to our extract

Never was the power of mutual love and sympathy between master and scholars more strikingly or beauti fully displayed than in the asylum of Pestalozzi at Stan'z, in the Helvetic canton of Unterwalden. His school there was founded by the Helvetic government, and maintained at the public expense; but he commenced it under circumstances the most disadvantageous and discouraging that can well be imagined. Some idea ma y be formed of the materials on which he had to operate from the statement of a few facts. Some parents required to be paid for leaving their children in the school, to compensate for the diminished produce of their beggary. Others desired to make a regular bargain for how many days in the week they should have a righ t to take them out to beg, and on this being refused, actually removed them from the institution. Upon Sun days the fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, aunts, cousins, and other relations of various degrees, made their appearance, and taking the children apart in some corner of the house, or in the street, elicited complaints of every kind, and then either took them away, or left them discontented and peevish. The parents did no t even affect to support him; but on the contrary, treated him as a mean hireling, who, if he had been able to make a living in any other way, would never have undertaken the charge of their children.

In this unfavorable and disheartening position, Pestalozzi saw himself stripped of all the ordinary props of authority, and in a manner compelled to rely on the power of love in the child's heart, as the only, or almost the only, source of obedience. The adoption of any of those crafty systems of rewards and punishments, by which the external subduing of every foul and unclean spirit had been elsewhere accomplished, was, under the circumstances, entirely out of the question, even if Pestalozzi had been capable of making himself head policeman in his school. The only means, therefore, by which it was possible for him to gain any ascendency over his pupils, was an all-forbearing kindness. He felt himself unable, it is true, entirely to dispense with coercive measures, or even with corporeal chastisement; but his inflictions were not those of a pedantic despot, but of a loving and sympathizing father, who was as much, if not more than the child himself, distressed by the necessity of having recourse to such measures. Accordingly, they produced not upon the children that hardening effect which punishment too frequently has; and one fact particularly is recorded of his experience at Stantz, in which the result seemed to justify his proceedings. One of the children who had gained most upon his affections, ventured, in the hope of indulgence, to utter threats against a school-fellow, and was severely chastised. The poor boy was quite disconsolate, and having continued weeping for a considerable time, took the first opportunity of Pestalozzi's leaving the room, to ask forgiveness of the child whom he had offended, and to thank him for having laid the complaint, of which his own punishment was the immediate

consequence.

The gentleness, forbearance, and unaffected kindness and sympathy of Pestalozzi, soon made his school at Stantz a very different thing from what it had been at first. In the midst of his children, he forgot that there was any world besides his asylum; and as their circle was a universe to him, so he was all in all to them. From morning to night he was the centre of their existence. To him they owed every comfort and every enjoyment; and whatever hardships they had to endure, he was their fellow-sufferer. He partook of their meals, and slept among them. In the evening he prayed with them before they went to bed; and from his conversation they dropped into the arms of slumber. At the first dawn of light, it was his voice that called them to the light of the rising sun, and to the praise of their Heavenly Father. All day he stood amongst them, teaching the ignorant, and assisting the helpless; encouraging the weak, and admonishing the transgressor. His hand was daily with them, joined in theirs. He fulfilled the Scripture maxim of weeping when they wept, and rejoicing when they rejoiced. He was to them a father, and they were to him as children. Such love could not fail to win their hearts; the most savage and the most obstinate could not resist its soothing influence. Discontent and peevishness ceased; and a number of between seventy and eighty children, whose dispositions had been far from kind, and their habits any thing but domestic, were thus converted, in a short time, into a peaceable family circle, in which it was delight to exist. When those who had witnessed the disorder and wretchedness of the first beginning, came to visit the asylum in the following spring, they could scarcely identify in the cheerful countenances and bright looks of its inmates, the haggard faces and vacant stares, with which their imagination was impressed.

It is likely that we shall revert to this work again at a more favorable opportunity.

MEMOIRS OF SIR WILLIAM KNIGHTON, BART. G. C. II., Keeper of the Privy Purse during the Reign of His Majesty King George the Fourth, including his Correspondence with many distinguished Personages. By LADY KNIGHTON. One Volume. Carey, Lea, and Blanchard.

William Knighton, an obscure country apothecary, removed to London in the year 1803, and, according to his own account, walked into Blake's Hotel, Jermyn street, with but one coat, and that in so ragged state that the waiter hesitated to receive him. When he afterwards endeavored to establish himself as a physician, he was unable to pay the necessary fees to the London college for a diploma, and went to Scotland for the purpose of buying cheap but not glorious degree of a doctor of physic, which the college of St. Andrews readily sold to any practitioner, without inquiring into his capacity or fitness for the exercise of his profession. It has been asserted without contradiction, that Knighton was unable to stand an examination before the London professors, and from the tenor of one of his letters, page 35, we are inclined to think that such was the real state of the case. It has also been stated that his family connections were not respectable; he gives us no account of their standing in society, but we conclude that he had nothing to boast in the way of parentage. He says that his father was disinherited for marrying improperly; and, at page 23, remarks, “The stories that have been told of me have been beyond every thing wonderful. Tis but of little consequence. The mother of Euripides sold greens for her livelihood, and the father of Demosthenes sold knives for the same purpose; but does it lessen the worth of the men? Yet, as Johnson observes, 'there is no pleasure in relating stories of poverty." We make these observations but as a contrast to the fact that for many years this same man ruled the ruler of a mighty nation. The great, the noble, the learned of the land were unable to approach their sovereign but with permission of Sir William Knighton, the keeper of the Privy Purse. The book before us attests the truth of this statement; even the king's brothers, the duke of Clarence, afterwards William IV., the dukes of York, Cumberland, and Sussex, were compelled to beseech the interference of the country apothecary in matters wherein they were concerned. The talents of the day were unable to reach the car of England's monarch without conciliating the opinions of the doctor-Sir Walter Scott, Sir Thomas Lawrence, Northcote, Wilkie, Southey, Nash, Colman, Blackwood, &c. were compelled to sue for the kind offices of the efficient go between; and the most distinguished statesmen of the day toaded the dear baronet, and used his bed-chamber rhetoric to advance their suits. Brougham, Canning, Peel, and Eldon, have left epistolary documents to that effect; and the highest dignitaries of the church did not disdain to figure in the list of suppliants.

Our readers will naturally suppose that the master mind of Sir William Knighton had gained an ascendancy over the voluptuous monarch; or that "the first gentleman of the age, and the Augustus of modern merit," as George the Fourth loved to be called, had discerned the talent of the provincial apothecary, and, in reward, had raised him to the important station of a regal major domo. On the contrary, Sir William Knighton was never supposed to have possessed even a moderate share of ability in his profession; and the diary and extensive correspondence left behind him are a mass of unmitigated twaddle. The fact is, that the doctor introduced himself to the royal notice (the manner is not stated in the life before us) as an agent in an affair of gallantry between the prince Regent and a frail fair one connected with a noble house, who had purchased the confidence of Dr. Knighton, then just returned from accompanying the Marquis of Wellesley on his embassy to Spain. The Regent found the go-between qualities of the doctor a desirable acquisition; and purchased his services by appointing him one of the physicians of the Royal Household; and after a few years service, he bestowed upon him the dignity of a baronetcy. His supple, winning, useful manner soon made him an essential article to the lazy and voluptuous monarch; and the time-serving Pandarus retained the sole control of the English monarch during the remainder of his life.

If the papers of Sir William Knighton had fallen into the possession of any fearless editor and publisher, what an amusing volume might have been given to the world. But his wife, with a due regard to the memory of her husband, has collated a few of the harmless epistles from the worthies above mentioned, with some tender family letters from the baronet himself, and printed them in a handsome octavo-but the facts now furnished, illustrate but a small portion of the real life of Sir William Knighton.

The names of the letter writers and the quality of their correspondence must perforce endow the book with a property of interest. We cannot say much for the value of the portions of the doctor's diary presented to the public, but the numerous epistles interspersed throughout the pages are valuable and entertaining. We should like to have the gleaning of the remainder papers belonging to the late baronet; we believe that we could write a very pretty romance of real life, called The Secret History of the Court of George IV., the Profligate King." What tales of undue influence and palatial intrigue! of the finesses of corrupt statesmen and rival mistresses; of willing cornutoes and parent-procuresses; of unbridled lust; of incest, murder, lunacy, and shame! the plots of the rival countesses Jersey, and the celebrated fat, fair, and forty" dame Cunningham; the secret of the cause of the King (George III.)'s madness; of the repudiation of Caroline; of the strange unexplained deaths of the princesses Amelia and Charlotte; the history of the fair quakeress; of Mrs. Robinson, the gentle Perdita; of Mrs. Fitzherbert, the Catholic wife of George IV; of the heart-broken Jordan, who " fed a monarch and the monarch's brats," and died in miserable destitution; of Mrs. Mary Ann Clarke and the army's idol- the bankrupt duke; of the princess Mary and her groom lover; of the birth of Captain Croft; of the princess Olive; of the cause of the murder of Sellers by the prince Ernest of Cumberland; and the remainder of the long black list of inexplicable crime and infamy connected with the life of George IV.

The first edition of Mr. Ward's invaluable work on society, called FIELDING, having been disposed of, the publishers, Messrs. Carey and Hart, have issued another in a more compendious form and at a cheaper rate. The three volumes are now comprised in one, and we anticipate a rapid demand for this superior production in its present portable form.

PROGRESSIVE FRENCH GRAMMAR AND EXERCISES, ON THE BASIS OF LEVIZAC'S FRENCH GRAMMAR. By A. G. COLLOT. Kay and Brother.

This volume and the supplementary Key complete the publication of " Collot's Progressive Series of French School Books," in five small but most efficient volumes, calculated to impart a thorough knowledge of the French language in the necessary varieties of speaking, reading, and writing. The Interlinear and Pronounc ing French Readers are admirable contrivances to assist the progress of the student in the attainment of a perfect intimacy with the powers of translation and pronunciation. The general prevalence of the French language now a days, renders a work that abbreviates the difficulties of its acquirement a positive favor to the student-we therefore conscientiously recommend the above scries to the notice of all persons who desire to attain the French language in the shortest possible time.

We have received a Plate Number of "The Mirror," General Morris's deservedly popular miscellany. Besides an engraved title page of considerable beauty, there is a speaking likeness of Charles Sprague, whese exquisite poems have ofien graced the pages of this periodical. The literary merits of The Mirror are too well known to require a word from us in the way of commendation; the superiority of its typographical execution may defy competition on either side of the Atlantic; and the variety of its pictorial embellishments evidence the liberality of the proprietor. The present plate is one of a series of likenesses of American writers now in the progress of publication; the portraits of Bryant, Halleck, Irving, and Willis, have already been presented to the subscribers to the Mirror.