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A MAGAZINE OF
LITERATURE, ART, AND POLITICS.
135, WASHINGTON STREET.
LONDON: TRÜBNER AND COMPANY.
Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1863, by
TICKNOR AND FIELDS, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.
RIVERSIDE, CAMBRIDGE : STEREOTYPED BY 4. 0. HOUGHTON.
America the Old World,
Costs, The Law of .
Hancock House, The, and its Founder.... Arthur Gilman.
Human Wheel, The, Its Spokes and Felloes..O. W. Holmes..
Pericles and President Lincoln.
Reply to the Address of the Women of England, A..Harriet Beecher Stowe...
San Domingo, The Horrors of..
Mrs. Thomas Hopkinson..
Donald G. Mitchell.
After " Taps"
.H. B. Sargent.
John G. Whittier
.J. R. Lorell.
.R. W. Emerson..
.E. J. Cutler..
F. G. Tuckerman.
.John G. Whittier.
True Church, The
. Theodore Tilton......
.J. T. Troobridge.
Mrs. Paul Akers..
Russell's Diary, North and South....
400, 528, 655
A MAGAZINE OF LITERATURE, ART, AND POLITICS.
VOL. XI. - JANUARY, 1863.-NO. LXIII.
Long ago, when you were a little a platitude and a falsehood. How ever boy or a little girl, - perhaps not so the idea gained currency that childhood very long ago, either, — were you nev- is the happiest period of life, I cannot er interrupted in your play by being conceive. How ever, once started, it called in to have your face washed, kept afloat is equally incomprehensible. your hair combed, and your soiled apron I should have supposed that the expeexchanged for a clean one, preparato- rience of every sane person would have ry to an introduction to Mrs. Smith, or given the lie to it. I should have supDr. Jones, or Aunt Judkins, your moth- posed that every soul, as it burst into er's carly friend ? And after being flower, would have hurled off the vile ushered in to that august presence, and imputation. I can only account for it made to face a battery of questions by recurring to Lady Mary Wortley which were either above or below your Montague’s statistics, and concluding capacity, and which you consequently that the fools are three out of four in despised as trash or resented as insult, every person's acquaintance. did you not, as you were gleefully van- I for one lift up my voice emphatiishing, hear a soft sigh breathed out cally against the assertion, and do afupon the air, — “Dear child, he is see- firm that I think childhood is the most ing his happiest days”? In the con- mean and miserable portion of human crete, it was Mrs. Smith or Dr. Jones life, and I am thankful to be well out speaking of you. But going back to of it. I look upon it as no better than general principles, it was commonplace- a mitigated form of slavery. There is dom expressing its opinion of child- not a child in the land that can call hood.
his soul, or his body, or his jacket his There never was a greater piece of A little soft lump of clay he absurdity in the world. I thought so comes into the world, and is moulded when I was a child, and now I know it; into a vessel of honor or a vessel of disand I desire here to brand it as at once honor long before he can put in a word
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1862, by TICKNOR AND FIELDS, in the Clerk's Omce
of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. VOL. XI.