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earth gazing into earth, and saying to the innocent amusement of the reader. corruption, thou art my fathe. " and The very nature of my subject has led to the worm, “thou art my sister !” me, by sudden transitions, from the

I have occupied more space than I grave to the gay, from the horrible to intended with these papers, and more the grotesque

and ludicrous; and it has than the reader will probably deem pro- been difficult to avoid altogether the fitable. In a desultory manner I have appearance of irreverence on the one thrown together such facts in illustra- hand and of credulity on the other. I tion of my subject as chanced to pre- am aware that there are graver aspects sent themselves, with very little regard to the subject than any I have presentto order or connexion. It has been no ed, and which are entitled to serious part of my object to apply to these facts inquiry. For the Supernaturalism of the test of philosophical and scientific New-England and of all other counanalysis. I have contented myself tries, is but the exaggeration and diswith sketching in dim and indistinct tortion of actual fact-a great truth outline the great temple of mystery, underlies it. It is Nature herself releaving to others the task of ascer- pelling the slanders of the materialist, taining whether it is really a solid struc- and vindicating her claim to an informture or a palace of cloud-land; and of ing and all-directing Spirit—the conapplying with mathematical accuracy fused and incoherent utterance of her Ezekiel's reed to the walls thereof and everlasting protest against “ the fool the gates thereof. I shall be satisfied who hath said in his heart there is no if I have contributed in any degree to God.”

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(With an Engraving on Steel.) “How happy I'll be to-morrow!" ex- be the case, for Slyder Downehylle was claimed little Slyder Downehylle, in anxious to be happy-he was always anticipation of Christmas; "oh, how looking forward to be happy-for somehappy I shall be to-morrow!"

thing “to be happy with.” He never "Couldn't you contrive to be happy got up in the morning but that it was a little now?" replied Uncle John, his resolve to be happy in the afternoon who had learned somewhat to dis- -and, if not successful in accomplishtrust anticipation and its gorgeous ing his purpose at that time, he endeapromises.

vored as far as possible to retrieve the “ Happy now, Uncle John!" retorted failure by forming a similar determinalittle Slyder Downehylle, rather con- tion for the evening. No one ever had temptuously,“ happy now !-what with, a greater variety of schemes for living I should like to know—what shall I be happy-very happy—than he ; for livhappy with—now? Where's the can- ing happy next week, for living happy dy, the cakes, the pies—where is the next month, or next year; but it aphobby-horse that somebody's going to peared to him that a malignant fate was give me and all the Christmas gifts ? sure to interfere, in order that his proHow I wish to-morrow had come jects might be frustrated. At school, what a long day-what a long evening he was always thinking how happy he -what a great while I've got to sleep!” would be on Saturday afternoon ; but

Little Slyder Downehylle became then sometimes it rained on Saturday quite cross, and uncle John whistled. afternoon, or his companions would Twenty-four hours afterward, little not do as he wished them to do on Slyder Downehylle was still more cross Saturday afternoon, or it may be -he had been happy with candy, with that although he had toiled hard cakes and with pies, until he was very for pleasure on Saturday afternoon, uncomfortable indeed; he had been and the toil for pleasure is often happy with toys, until he had quarrel- the severest of work, he returned home led with his little companions and weary, dispirited and out of temper. Of strewed the room with broken play- course it was unavoidable that his pleasthings ; he had been happy with his ure should be postponed until some hobby-horse, until he got a fall. other Saturday afternoon. And it was

“Oh, what a stupid day !” said little even so with the larger holidays. They Slyder Downehylle, “I wish to-mor never were exactly what they ought to row would come—I'll be so happy at have been—what they promised to be aunt Betsy's."

what they seemed to be, when viewed It is unnecessary to intrude at aunt from a distance. If Slyder Downehylle Betsy's, for the events there were of went a-fishing, why a treacherous bank a character strongly resembling what would often give way, and then-pray had already occurred. Little Slyder who can possibly be happy when dripDownehylle went to bed in tears.

ping wet, with his clothes on?

Nobody It was always so with the unfortunate but poodles. What felicity is there in Slyder Downehylle. Throughout life, losing one's shoe in a swamp? Who is he wanted something to be happy with; perfectly happy when scouring across and, strangely enough, it universally the plain, like “swift Camilla," with occurred that when he had obtained old Jenkins' big dog—that dog always the thing, it did not prove to be exactly bites-rustic dogs do-following close the thing he wanted. His expectations at his heels, widely opening a mouth were never realized, and he was, there- which showed no need of the dentist ? fore, constantly in a state of disappoint- Then, if Slyder Downehylle went skatment. Unlucky Slyder Downehylle ing, it not unfrequently happened that It was deplorable too that such should he cried with cold, --what a strange ar.

seasons, there was the sun. It never theorized—that happiness was, to some rains but it pours, in this world. Is it degree, vehicular; that, like respectahappiness, think ye, to have one's dear bility, it was to be found in a gig, if it little nose—incipient Roman, or deter- were to be found anywhere. So he mined pug, as the case may be-all bought him a sulky and a fast trotterof a blister, and to have one's delecta- a mile in two minutes or thereabouts. ble countenance as red and as hot as a What could escape a man who followscarlet fever ? “ There's lime in the ed so rapidly? If you wish to be sucsack”-invariably, in Slyder Downe- cessful in the pursuit of happiness, do hylle's sack-it would be easy to make not forget to buy a sulky- there's mortar of it.

nothing like a sulky. The young Downehylle, finding that “Aha!-that's it!" muttered Slyder happiness eluded his grasp while a boy, Downehylle, as he tugged at the reins, made sure of throwing a noose over its and went whizzing along the turnpike head when he should be a man. What in a cloud of dust, passing everything on earth is there to prevent a man's on the road, and carrying consternation being happy, if he chooses-especially among the pigs, the ducks, and the if a man has money, as was the case chickens. in the present instance, Uncle John Slyder thought that this was "it" and Aunt Betsy both being gathered to for several consecutive days; but as their fathers and mothers. May not a the novelty wore off-there's the rubman do as he pleases ?-go to bed when (that Hamlet was rather a sensible felhe pleases, and get up when he pleases ? low-did he too keep a “fast trotter ?'') -eat what he pleases and drink what -Slyder was not so sure whether it he pleases? A man is not compelled was the thing exactly, and on the reto learn lessons. All his afternoons commendation of his friend Spifflikens, are Saturday afternoons-his holidays who borrowed another hundred on the last all the year round. Who would occasion, he endeavored to improve it not be a man? Oh, when I am a a little by drinking champagne, and man!” said Slyder Downehylle. "I playing billiards, at the “Cottage." wish I was a man!” exclaimed Slyder Fast trotters and champagne-fast trotDownehylle. “I want to be a man!” ters and billiards, harmonize very well. cried Slyder Downehylle, with impa- Under this combination, Slyder appeartience.

ed to think that “it” was considerably Sooner or later, at least in the eye more like the thing than before. He of the law, most boys become men, in had found“ something to be happy despite of remonstrance. These boys with,” at last, and so had Spiffikens. are remarkable for an upstart tendency, It was not however so difficult to make and the Downehylles themselves are Spiffy a happy man,-only allow him not exempt from the peculiarity. So to go ahead, and say nothing about "reSlyder Downehylle was a man at last, turns.” He hates anything sombrethough on the whole it must be con- anything “dun.” fessed that he did not derive the satis “ Now I'm happy,” said Slyder faction from it that he had been led to Downehylle, as he stood on the portico expect.

of the “Cottage,” and saw every eye

fixed with admiration on his establishSlyder Downehylle was extended at ment, as the boy led his horse and full length upon a sofa.

sulky through the crowd of vehicles. “I say, Spifflikens, what shall I be “ That's it, at last!" and he lighted at? I'm twenty-one-I've got plenty another cigar and called for an adof money--I'm as tired as thunder al- ditional bottle of iced champagne. ready--what shall I be at, Spifflikens ?" “ That's it, certainly,” remarked Spif

“ Lend me a hundred, and buy your- flikens, at the explosion of the cork. self a buggy,—why don't you get a Slyder Downehylle was perfectly buggy, to begin with ?"

satisfied that this was indeed " it," for “ Yes, Spiffikens, I will. You're a considerable portion of the afternoon, right-the Downehylles were always and, to tell the truth, when he remountgreat on buggies, you know, Spiffi- ed his buggy, nodding his head to the

bystanders, as he hung his coat-tails It was Slyder Downehylle's theory, over the back of the vehicle, he was after this conversation,--for he often not a little “ elevated."


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“There-let him go!” said he, toss. carried into the Cottage for surgical ing a half-dollar to the hostler's deputy. aid.

Mr. Downehylle's sulky flew like The bystanders, lately so full of lightning across the lawn.

admiration, ungraciously placed their "Splendid !" ejaculated the specta- thumbs upon their noses, and wagtors.

gled their fingers. Greatness always “Superiaw-fine!" added Spifflikens. falls, when it meets with an upset.

The dogs barked-the colored gen “What could you expect from a feltlemen who officiated as waiters grin- low that holds his elbows so, when he ned from ear to ear. There was quite drives ?" was the general remark. a sensation at the “Cottage.”

When we are down every one can see “ That's it, at last !” said Slyder the reason why. The world is always Downehylle, triumphantly. But he full of sagacity, after the event. forgot that existence, short as it is, Slyder Downehylle is known by the cannot be crowded all into the exhila- colored waiters at the Cottage as "the, rating moment of a “start.”. Life is gemplin that got spilt," and he was so not to be distilled and condensed in knocked down by the affair that he this way, though his life seemed to felt flat at the slightest allusion to it. come as near it as possible, on the oc- He never hunted happiness in a buggy casion referred to.

again, but went slowly home in the Why are we made ambitious ? Why omnibus, and, though it did not enable will we endeavor to jump over puddles him to journey very rapidly, he yet that are too wide, when we so often contrived, while in it, to arrive at the miss immortality by no more than a conclusion that, if “fast trotters" carhair's breadth? But “touch and go” ried others to felicity, the mode of is the secret of great enterprises. travel was too rough for him. Slyder Downehylle was struck with a He was puzzled. What could be desire to sublimate the sublime-to the matter? He was a man, a man of “o'ertop old Pelion," and old Pelion, as cash-money in both pockets; but yet it was natural he should, resented the Slyder Downehylle was not happy insult. Downehylle was allowed to not particularly happy. On the con"touch"-we often do that–but there trary, striking an average, he was, for was a veto on his “go.” He wished to the most part, decidedly miserable. He shave the gate-post, in his curricular yawned about all the morning; he was enthusiasm to astonish the natives not hungry in the afternoon; he was with his charioteering skill

. Yet the seldom sleepy at night,-vexatious ! poplars might have reminded him of “ There's something I want,” thought Phæton-of Phæton's sisters weeping, Slyder Downehylle ; “ but what it is lank and long.

that's more than I can tell; but it is It certainly was the champagne- something to be happy with. What that last bottle, so well iced.

other people get for the purpose that Mr. Downehylle was out in his cal. they go grinning about so, hang me if culation by about the sixteenth part of I can discover.” an inch. He was on a leeshore.

Slyder Downehylle was rather good A cloud of splinters went up and looking, about these times-not decame down again. " There is but a cidedly a love," but well enough; Frenchman the more in France,” said and so, as nature had been propia Bourbon on the restoration. It was tious, he struck out a new line-a very also quite evident that there was a popular line--the hair line. He cultisulky the less in existence. As this vated whiskers, “ fringing the base of could not be considered the “ fast trot- his countenance;" he set up a mouster's" business, he having no further tache; he starred his under lip with concern with the matter than to do a an imperial, and he balanced the supercertain number of miles in a specific structure with the classical "goatee !" number of minutes-he therefore went Medusa herself never had more luxustraight on to fulfil his part of the con- riant curls. When Slyder Downehylle tract, and it is to be presumed that he wanted to find himself, he was obliged was successful, as nothing has been to beat the bushes. He passed half heard from him since.

the day with a brush in his hand, in “That's not it, after all,” murmured adjusting his embellishments in giving Mr. Slyder Downehylle, as he was them irresistible expression; and the

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rest of the time was consumed in car- post. Which was Slyder, in the main rying them up and down all manner of -he beneath the cover, or that larger streets, and to all sorts of public places. part of him against the wall? He was Slyder Downehylle was now the envy tired of packing and unpacking; wearied of the young bloods about town, and with being “spectacular." was regarded as a perfect Cupidon It was not exactly kind in Uncle by the ladies. How, indeed, could it John and Aunt Betsy-though they be otherwise! Birnam Wood had come thought it was—thus to bequeath their to Dunsinane—not a feature was dis- savings to Slyder Downehylle. Their cernible. Esau and Orson were shave- legacy perplexed him sadly. He dislings and shavers to Slyder Downe- covered, in a very short time, that hylle. But, notwithstanding the fact money is not in itself—notwithstanding that Samson found strength in his the fact that it is generally known as hair, Slyder was not so lucky. A the "one thing needful”—the material thickset hedge cannot keep out ennui. of happiness. But he was clear in his It is true that the buffalo and the bison own mind that it was something to be at the menagerie took Mr. Slyder got with money. Still, however, he Downehylle for a patriarch of the tribe, could not find it—that “something to fresh from the head waters of the Ore- be happy with”-that cake, that candy, gon; yet, after all, Slyder's spirit was that sugar-ice, that hobby-horse. When nearly as bald of comfort as the “hair- his game was run down, why, it was less horse"—that unfashionable qua- only a fox after all. druped. It must be confessed, however, Life's an imposition-a humbug," that there were gleams of consolation said Slyder Downehylle, pettishly; attendant upon his bristly condition. “I've tried much of the fun that's said The servants at the hotels styled him to be in it, and I'm beginning to have “mounsheer;" how delightful it is to an idea it's a confounded stupid piece be mistaken for what you are not! of business, when a man has seen it People thought he talked pretty good pretty much all through, like a farce at English, considerin'," and, best of all, the theatre. I'm sure I don't know the little boys ran backwards that they what to be at next. There's a man to might look with wonder at his face, be hung to-morrow ; but I've seen two while the smaller children went or three fellows hung, and they do it screaming into the house to call their just alike. The fun is soon got out of mammas to see the “. funny thing.” that. Then there's to be a fight someBut “false is the light on glory's where this afternoon ; but what's a plume;" and it is no less false on fight, or a race, or anything, in short? glory's hair. Even the excitement of A spree is to come off to-night at such enviable distinction as this soon Crinkumcrankum's, but I suppose everywears away, and it may be questioned thing's to travel down our throats in the whether, barring the expense of soap, old way—botheration !" a furry-faced gentleman is, in the long “ You should go it," remarked Spifrun, much happier than the more sober flikens, “go it strong-that's the way to citizen who has so little taste for the scatter the blue devils; go it strong; and, picturesque as to shave several times a as the poet judiciously remarks, go it week, and who is neither a “foundling while you're young. That's the time of the forest” nor a perambulatory lend me fifty, and I'll show you a thing Moses, always among the bulrushes. or two-there are several things to be

Slyder Downehylle, therefore, re seen yet, by individuals who don't wear inforced his whiskers by an elaborate spectacles. This is good brandy, care in dress. He was padded into a Slyder—prime brandy-where did it model of symmetry; but although the come from? Have you got any more! buckram was judiciously placed, he Brandy's wholesome. It agrees with soon ascertained that this was not the almost everybody." kind of bolstering he wanted. The This postulate is not exactly so selfcotton made him warm, but it did not evident as Mr. Spiflikens thought it to make him happy-not quite. It was be; but while it is not clearly proved " nothing to be thus,” unless one were that brandy agrees with everybody, yet

safely thus." Slyder Downehylle it was plain enough that Spiffikens began to feel small when his muscular agreed with it, and Slyder Downehylle developments were hung upon the bed- began likewise to have a slight agree

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