The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 3, February, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 3, February, 1836
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American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
building in the neighborhood; built with some little architectural
elegance, whose effect was magnified by the unadorned character and
gloomy air of the surrounding edifices. A beautiful gas-light, in a
richly ornamented lamp, stood as an inviting beacon, visible in many
diverging directions. The windows were glazed with costly plate-glass,
bearing inscribed, in illuminated letters, the words--gin at
three-pence--generous wines hot-spiced;--and the door surrounded by
stained panes of rich dye, having rosettes, bunches of grapes, and gay
devices."
There are some few _niaiseries_ in the work before us, which, although
insufficient to affect its character as a whole, yet constitute a weak
point in what otherwise is beautiful, and cause us to regret
sincerely, the accidents which have admitted them. We may mention, in
especial, the too frequent introduction of the monosyllable "_how_,"
in such sentences as "they told how"--"it was related how"--"I was
informed how," &c. Mr. Slidell will find, upon self-scrutiny, that he
has fallen into this habit through the sin of imitation. The
Lieutenant, too, suffers his work to savor far too strongly of the
ship, and lets slip him no opportunity of thrusting upon the public
attention the fact of his particular vocation--insisting, indeed, upon
this matter with a pertinacity even ludicrous--a pertinacity which
will be exemplified in the following passage:
"_Unaccustomed as I had been in the larger vessels, in which I had
sailed of late_, to be thus unceremoniously boarded _on the hallowed
region of the quarter-deck_, this seemed to me quite a superfluous
piece of impertinence. The remains of my sentiment were at once washed
away, and _not minding a little honest salt-water_, I betook myself
forthwith to the substantial comfortings of the repast, which I found
smoking on the cabin table. Dinner was over: tea and conversation had
followed; the evening was already far advanced, and I began to yield
to the sleepy sensation _which the familiar roll of the sea inspired_.
Before turning in I ascended to the companionway to breathe the fresh
air, and see what progress we were making. _Familiar as I was with the
sight of ships in every possible situation_, I was much struck with
the beauty of the scene."
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