AN ADDRESS delivered before the Teachers of Howard Sunday School, September, 1832. By a Teacher. Boston: B. H. Green. 1832.

We are happy in having an opportunity to speak of another production of the author of the address delivered before the Hancock Sunday School, which we noticed some time since. We allude to that indefatigable laborer in the cause of christian benevolence, Mr. FREDERICK T. GRAY.

This address has the appearance of being written in haste, and put to press without the revision of the author, as there are a number of small errors, and faults in the construction of sentences, which doubtless he would otherwise have corrected but good judgment is perceptible in the arrangement, and, on the whole, it may be said to be well written. Mr. Gray is at present, however, more of a MAN than a writer; he is a doer more than a speaker of the word. He is a well-informed, warm-hearted, zealous and devoted friend of humanity. Extensive business pursuits, and active benevolent duties, have hitherto prevented his devoting particular attention to literary acquisitions; but he has shown considerable talent even in this department, and we are glad to learn that he is about to commence a regular course of study where he will be free from the disadvantages which have to this time attended his course.

To one who feels in any degree as Mr. Gray feels, the production before us must abound with interest. In it is unfolded the heart of a faithful and devoted teacher; it contains the thoughts of an intelligent and studious teacher; it furnishes counsel and advice from an experienced and effectual teacher; and affords the strongest encouragement to seek the reward of him who lays aside every weight, and presses forward towards the mark for the prize of the high calling of every Sabbath School Teacher.

We bail with great satisfaction the placing of Mr. Gray at the head of the Young Men's Benevolent Society of this city. This event will afford both him and that praiseworthy association more ample opportunity for prosecuting their benevolent objects than they have heretofore possessed.

WHATELY'S LOGIC AND RHETORIC.-The subjects of these volumes, and particularly the latter, have, within a short period, unusually engaged the attention of our young men. Happily they are decided improvements upon prior works of a similar nature. Their author is one of the brightest ornaments of the English church, and has long devoted himself to various useful subjects, with distinguished success. Much

thought is requisite to digest the volumes under consideration, but we are confident that the result will prove highly satisfactory.

COMBE ON THE CONSTITUTION OF MAN.-It is truly a subject of gratulation that a second edition of this admirable treatise has at length appeared. Let every young man who would acquire an adequate conception of his own nature attentively peruse it. If it but succeed, where the monitions of affection and the dictates of common prudence so often fail— if it render the claims of the Natural Laws of Man more apparent and actuating, it will prove an inestimable blessing. But we are sure that it will effect more than this. It must awaken an interest, a personal and efficient interest, in the cause to which it is devoted-the cause of humanity. The true sources of happiness, the conditions of improvement, physical and moral, in a word, the constitution of man-this is its theme. And when we say that it is feelingly and intelligently treated, we say all that is necessary to commend the work to the study of our young men. This we do heartily

and we trust not in vain.

DIARY OF A PHYSICIAN.-The authorship of these tales has been attributed to various individuals; but we believe there is little but chance-guessing with respect to any of the sources given as their origin. James Sheridan Knowles has worn the honors of their author longer than any other individual. If we mistake not, the London New Monthly first attributed them to him-good authority in most literary matters, though not in this, if the following extract from a letter to the editor of the Philadelphia Inquirer is authentic. Mr. Knowles has written a tale in the Monthly Magazine, called the Magdalen, good of its kind; but he is not the author of the tales in Blackwood. They are written by a young barrister of London, named Warren.' The question is not one of particular interest, but we apprehend that the real author remains as much in the dark as ever. The numerous speculations upon this subject are some of them extremely wild. We have heard them attributed to Hogg, Bulwer, Wilson, Harrison, and many others. For ourselves, we are willing to remain in ignorance, so long as it may please the author to keep his vizor closed. At present, however, there is no good reason to attribute them to any of the numerous sources which imagination has discovered.

AFRICAN COLONIZATION. It is ever highly satisfactory to the friends of truth and benevolence to witness the debut of a good cause, on the stage of public opinion. Once fairly before the world, it attracts a portion at least of its deserved regard. And, if made the subject of controversy, the ordeal through which it passes, by pruning its excrescences, and rendering its virtues more conspicuous, will but consummate its

success.

The investigation and promotion of the Colonization scheme has been comparatively confined, in our community, until recently. But there are now indications, neither few nor small, that it is interesting and awakening the public. The Boston Young Men's Society occupied three evenings in discussing its claims. The debate was spirited, well sustained, and creditable. The question being taken by ayes and noes, evidenced a large majority in favor of the cause. It was discussed at the Boston Lyceum last week, with considerable interest, and the debate is to be continued at the meeting of this week.

A Young Men's Colonization Society has likewise been formed in this city. The first public meeting was held about a fortnight since, and was admirably conducted. The remarks of B. B. Thatcher, and G. S. Hilliard, Esq's. particularly interested us. Although young men, their speeches were truly statesmanlike and eloquent. The proposed establishment of a periodical, however, devoted to this object, presents a striking proof that the cause is rapidly advancing in the estimation of our fellow-citizens. And the anticipations of those who felt the public pulse, on the subject, were well founded. The design has been most cordially received, and will forthwith be put in execution.

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NEW COLLEGE.-The ladies succeed with their influence almost everywhere, and in almost everything. It is to this that we attribute the fact that a new college has recently been chartered in Indiana with power to confer degrees on females. These degrees are to be Doctress of Natural Science, of English literature, of Belles lettres, of the Fine Arts, and of Arts and Sciences. Thus it seems that the ladies have pressed forward into the front ranks, with wreaths and garlands. Heaven forfend the consequences, now, should they be fatal! We knew the chase was laggard and dull, that many an intellect reposed in inglorious ease on beds of roses-that there was wanted some eagle-spirit to lead the van-but little did we dream that a palsy so death-like be

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numbed the strong-hearted aspirants to fame, as to give the precedence and lead to the weak-natured and the weakhearted by heaven's decree. Look on this, ye lazy bachelors of art! Will nothing rouse you from your inglorious repose? Will you look listlessly on, and see your once bright honors torn from your heads? You heard the notes of preparation as they sounded far and wide-you saw the maidens on their winding way-you permitted them to take from your hand the trumpet of fame-nor were you aroused when they wound the first loud blast of triumph! If you do not soon wake up, your eyes may behold this terrific vision:

THE

MATHEMATICS ILLUSTRATED.

WITH A TREATISE ON

HYDROSTATICS, HYDRAULICS AND PNEUMATICS.

BY LYDIA BLUESTOCKING,
Doctress of Science, &c. &c.

BOSTON.

FOR my own vicious opinion, it is in favor of the present age on many accounts, but not in so far as it affords means for exercising the imagination, or exciting the interest which attaches to other times.

I am glad to be a writer or a reader in 1826, but I should be most interested in reading or relating what happened from half a century to a century ago.

CHRONICLES OF THE CANONGATE.

NATIONS, like men, become less imaginative and less credulous as they grow older. The child, in a very few years, learns that Blue Beard, who so haunted his youthful slumbers, is a creature of the imagination; and that the Children in the Wood, over whose tragical fate he had so often wept, had no existence, save in the ballad writer's own fancy. By degrees, the scales fall from his eyes, he learns to distinguish truth from fiction, and to know what is within, and what without, the bounds of probability. Every preceding year makes him less a slave to the delusions which once enthralled him, and the grown-up man looks with as much contempt on his nursery tales, as upon the rattles and bells which once charmed his infant ear.

Nations, too, have their infancy and their manhood, and the characteristics are the same in each. In the early periods of society, all men are, more or less, poets. Brought up among the wild and beautiful scenes of untamed Nature; familiar with woods and streams, mountains and lakes, their language is naturally highly figurative and poetical, and they constantly illustrate the invisible world of thought, by the visible one of the senses. They are as much the slaves of imagination as little children. They believe in ghosts and