We have not had time to do more than glance through this handsomely
printed volume, but the name of its respectable editor, the Rev.
printed volume, but the name of its respectable editor, the Rev.
James Russell Lowell
.
.
.
On the
whole, we may call it a volume which no library, pretending to entire
completeness, should fail to place upon its shelves.
* * * * *
_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. . . .
We should like to know how much _British gold_ was pocketed by this
libeller of our country and her purest patriots.
* * * * *
_From the Oldfogrumville Mentor_.
We have not had time to do more than glance through this handsomely
printed volume, but the name of its respectable editor, the Rev. Mr.
Wilbur, of Jaalam, will afford a sufficient guaranty for the worth of
its contents. . . . The paper is white, the type clear, and the volume of a
convenient and attractive size. . . . In reading this elegantly executed
work, it has seemed to us that a passage or two might have been
retrenched with advantage, and that the general style of diction was
susceptible of a higher polish. . . . On the whole, we may safely leave the
ungrateful task of criticism to the reader. We will barely suggest, that
in volumes intended, as this is, for the illustration of a provincial
dialect and turns of expression, a dash of humor or satire might be
thrown in with advantage.
whole, we may call it a volume which no library, pretending to entire
completeness, should fail to place upon its shelves.
* * * * *
_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. . . .
We should like to know how much _British gold_ was pocketed by this
libeller of our country and her purest patriots.
* * * * *
_From the Oldfogrumville Mentor_.
We have not had time to do more than glance through this handsomely
printed volume, but the name of its respectable editor, the Rev. Mr.
Wilbur, of Jaalam, will afford a sufficient guaranty for the worth of
its contents. . . . The paper is white, the type clear, and the volume of a
convenient and attractive size. . . . In reading this elegantly executed
work, it has seemed to us that a passage or two might have been
retrenched with advantage, and that the general style of diction was
susceptible of a higher polish. . . . On the whole, we may safely leave the
ungrateful task of criticism to the reader. We will barely suggest, that
in volumes intended, as this is, for the illustration of a provincial
dialect and turns of expression, a dash of humor or satire might be
thrown in with advantage.
