No More Learning

. We hope to see it soon
introduced into our common schools. . . . Mr. Wilbur has performed his
duties as editor with excellent taste and judgment. . . . This is a vein
which we hope to see successfully prosecuted. . . . We hail the appearance
of this work as a long stride toward the formation of a purely
aboriginal, indigenous, native, and American literature.
We rejoice to
meet with an author national enough to break away from the slavish
deference, too common among us, to English grammar and orthography. . . .
Where all is so good, we are at a loss how to make extracts. . . . On the
whole, we may call it a volume which no library, pretending to entire
completeness, should fail to place upon its shelves.

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_From the Higginbottomopolis Snapping-turtle_.

A collection of the merest balderdash and doggerel that it was ever our
bad fortune to lay eyes on. The author is a vulgar buffoon, and the
editor a talkative, tedious old fool. We use strong language, but should
any of our readers peruse the book, (from which calamity Heaven preserve
them! ) they will find reasons for it thick as the leaves of
Vallum-brozer, or, to use a still more expressive comparison, as the
combined heads of author and editor. The work is wretchedly got up. .