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mittee of an institution, was perhaps ob- 
liged to teach. The style is clear and 
neat, and we recommend the work to those 
who wish to acquire not only the fashionable 
knowledge on its subjects, but also to 
correct their yague notions about crystal- 
lization, the atomic theory, the laws of de- 
finite proportions, and other unravelled 
subjects of modern research in chemical 
philosophy. 
A squib has been much read, called the 
Trial of the REV. EDWARD IRVING, M.A. 
A Cento of Criticism. ‘The trial takes 
place before the high conrt of Common 
Sense. ‘The King, at the instance of 
Jacob Oldstyle, clerk, v. the Rev. Edward 
Tiving, M.A.” The court is said to be 
crowded to excess; and, ‘at the extre- 
mities of the bench, but railed off, are the 
Duke of Somerset, Lord Kenyon, Sir 
Gerard Noel, Sir Harcourt Lees, Mr. 
Peter Moore, Mr, Parkins, and Romeo 
Coates.’ Below the har, waiting to give 
evidence, are the known or reputed editors 
of all the principal periodicals. The in- 
dictment is laid on seven different counts 
against Mr. Irving :— 
¢ First—For being ugly. , 
* Second—For being a merry-andrew. 
* Third—For being a common quack. 
€ Fourth—For being a common brawler. 
© Fifth—For being a common swearer. 
© Sixth—For being of very common understanding. 
And, seventh—For following divisive courses, 
subversive of the discipline of the order t which he 
belongs, and contrary to the principles of Christian 
fellowship and charity.” 
It is a malicious jeu @esprit, but not cal- 
culated to injure the repntation of Mr. 
Irving, and we hope not bis feelings. ‘The 
attacks which he has encotntered are so 
many tributes of envy to his acknow- 
ledged merit, and is a tax which ali 
eminence must pay. The only remedy to 
maintain the ascendency acquired, is to 
live down the calumnies. Mr. Cobbett’s 
cross-examination is a specimen of the 
author’s satirical talents. 
you know the ‘Times’? newspaper, Mr- 
Cobbett? 
“The Bb 
better. : d 
*Do youever writeforit? ¥ 
«1 have written all its bestarticles for a long time 
past; I wrote those famous articles about the 
queen, which raised its circulation from 3,000 to 
90,000 in one week. ‘To do it justice, however, I 
must say, that [ con’t think the stupid numsculls 
who manage it knew they were written by me: if 
they had, they would rather have been smothered 
to death (to make use of one of their own favourite 
similes), under the thousand and one quires they 
rinted daily at that time, than have adopted them. 
But { have a way of my own, Sir, of managing these 
things. [can do other people’s work for them, and 
make them say and do what I please, without their 
knowing or suspecting any thing of the matter. 
‘Well, will you tell us one thing more? Was it not 
ou who wrote that clever article inthe ““'Pimes,” 
about Mr. Irving, beginning “there is a fashion in 
every thing—in wigs and bonnets,” and so forth? 
©Yes—every word of it. 
“Youswearthat? 
© Broil me on a gridiron if it was not” 
The jury retired, and after the lapse of 
about an hour, returned into court. 
y old “Times”?—Oh yes—none 
Literary and Critical Proémium. 
[Nov. I, 
Foreman:—“ We find the defendant guilty 
on the seventh count of the indictment— 
not guilty on all the otkers. E am desired, 
however, by my brother jurymen, to 
State, that, but for the manner ‘in which 
Several of the counts are laid, as re- 
marked on by your lordship, our ver- 
dict would have been very different.” 
The defendant was ordered to be bronght 
up for jndgment next term, but it is un- 
derstood that he intends to move for a 
new trial. 
MAcKENzIe’s collection of Five Thou- 
sand Receipts in every Branch of Art and 
Economy, is a work, at once, above and 
below criticism. Its obvious utility ren- 
ders it superior to animadversion; and its 
details are so numerous, that to examine 
them would fill a corresponding volume. 
It will be sufficient to state, that there 
appears to be at least the number of re- 
ceipts and processes set forth in the title- 
page, which is seven or eight times more 
than have before been assembled in one 
book; and that the editor has drawn his 
materials from the most esteemed prac- 
tical works of the age. It is a Thesaurus 
of useful kuowledge, and a substitute for 
hundreds of volumes; yet we shonld be 
sorry that it were the only book left in 
the world, and that Hobbes’s anathema 
against books should prevail and leave us 
only this volume. At the same time it 
must be acknowledged, that the collec- 
tion would preserve an immense body of 
useful knowledge, and prove that man- 
kind had not been idle in directing nature 
to their own service. We are deceived 
if, in 1840 or 50, it will not be fonnd in 
every house capable of paying poor-rates, 
as it so addresses itself to the necessities 
and lnxuries of every condition, as to 
secure its own general recommendation. 
Mr. R. C. DALtAs has printed Adras- 
tus, a tragedy, and some Jiscellaneous 
Poems, worthy of public respect; the tra- 
gedy would be seen in action, if taste alone 
governed such matters. The amiable and 
esteemed author having introduced his 
own portrait, we cannot refrain frem pre- 
senting it our readers :— 
Oh! tempt me not, Leaf! with the lure of thy 
whiteness, 
To venture again where the Muses control; 
The trace of the pen that gives shade to thy 
brightness, 
Should elicit some prominent feature of soul. 
Persisting allure! and my heart bids be trying 
To twine a new wreath, ere I pass thee along; 
And tells me forsooth, too, that, e’en were I dying, 
Such friendship as mine would give life to my song 
Then oft may ~~ mistress, no care to torment her, 
While culling for pastime some tribute refin’d, 
Here viewing the Portrait thou, Leat! shalt present 
er, 
Recal with affection her friend to her mind. 
With grey hairs, a bald crown, and a face some- 
what Roman, 
She may image the part that mortality claim’d;— 
abe it moulder’d, youth stayeth with no man, 
And his Spirit of Barth, or he hoped it, was ae 
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