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The dulcimer and psaltery were similar in form, duced by striking the wires with a metal stilus, being simply a triangle, with strings or wire called plectrum, as shown in the cut adjoining the chords, mounted on two bridges. The former figure of King David. had about fifty strings, varying in length from The Egyptians were acquainted with the trianthirteen to thirty-six inches. The latter had but gular-shaped instrument, as is evident from paintthirteen, also varying in length. The human ings found among the ruins of ancient Thebes, by figure above, shows the way in which the player the traveller, Bruce. held these instruments. The sounds were pro
Egyptian instruments. Rosselini, in his history of music, has given With the exception of the foregoing specimens several illustrations of triangular stringed instru- few triangular instruments are seen upon the ments used among the ancient Egyptians, from more ancient classical monuments, yet the works which work we derive the two illustrations above. of art of Herculaneum exhibit them in great vaThe colossal figure is copied from a sculpture at riety, as well as every other kind then in use. Thebes, and represents one of those monsters so We have space to give only two more illustraseemingly ever present in the minds of that an- tions before closing our remarks on the stringed cient people, whose works were on an equally instruments of the ancients. grand scale.
Instruments from Herculaneum. The dancing Cupid shows the manner in which Atheneus mentions a certain musician, called the above trigonal instrument was used, and it is Alexander Alexandrinus, who was so admirable a highly probable that the performers frequently performer on the trigonum, and gave such proofs danced to their own music, at the period of the of his abilities at Rome, that he made the inhabdestruction of Herculaneum, 4s did the players itants musically mad. upon the kinnor, or harp, in the time of David.
(To be continued.)
“ Phantasmion, Prince of Palmland :" by Mrs. Henry Nelson
Coleridge, 2 vols. 12mo. This beautiful production makes “ The Jubilee of the Constitution.”—In our last we briefly volumes I. and II. of Colman's Library of Romance, edited by noticed the publication, under the above title, of John Q. Ad- Grenville Mellen. For simplicity of thought and purity and ams's discourse before the New York Historical Society, on the beauty of diction, this fairy tale is peerless. It is purely a picoccasion of its celebration of the fiftieth anniversary of the in- ture of fancy, wrought with most exquisite skill and taste, and auguration of the first President of the United States. It is presenting in all their charms the iris-hues of truth and beauty. published by Samuel COLMAN, VIII. Astor House, and forns a The authoress is the daughter of the late Samuel T. Coleridge, beautifully executed octavo pamphlet of one hundred and twen- and well might that genuine poet look, as he did, upon her exty pages. It also contains an account of the festivities of the panding buds of intellectual promise, and call her his “ own day, and the speeches, toasts, &c., given at dinner, besides a dear daughter.” She is indeed “ his own,” for in every line of lithograph representing the old Federal Hall, where the first the prose, in every stanza of the many poetic gems which beau
tify these volumes, we can see traces of the genius of one of ceremony of inauguration took place.
Whoever wishes to become instructed in the history of the England's best poets. The introductory essay and critical notice formation of our government in all its incipient stages, from the of this work, by Mr. Mellen, may, for elegance of style, be conDeclaration of Independence till the adoption of the Constitu- sidered a counterpart of the work itself. tion, (thirteen years) will find this pamphlet a valuable source “ John Smith's Letters, with Picters' lo match." Here is a The author, in a most lucid and critical manner, shows that our fresh bouquet for the chaplet of Comus, from the graphic pen of Union was formed by a spontaneous action of the whole people, the veritable and original “ Jack Downing." These letters for a redress of grievances—that, unable to obtain their object, were addressed to General Morris of the New York Mirror, and the people delegated men to act for them, and send forth to the were published consecutively in that periodical, about the terworld a declaration of independence, and an annunciation that mination of the flare-up on our northeastern boundary last winthe thirteen colonies were formed into one nation—that they ter. Each letter (eight) has a “picter to match,” which, for claimed justification for this act, on the broad ground of equal genuine humor, are worthy of the pencil of a Cruikshank. The rights, and that the whole control of government belonged ex- author professes to give his readers the “only authentic history clusively to the people, guided by a moral sense of duty to the extant, of the late war in our disputed territory ;” and really, Supreme Ruler of the universe--that this declaration dissolved such a mad farce as Governor Fairfield and Sir John Harvey the connexion between Great Britain and her colonies, and got up, deserves precisely such an historian to record the glomade the latter one distinct nation, and independent for ever ry. And a poet laureate equal to him who wrote the heroic, that departing from the principles of the Declaration of Inde
“ The Duke of York, with ten thousand men, pendence, a confederacy, without the consent of the people, was Went over the hill, and came back again,” formed, inadequate to the just wants of the people—that, for five years, this inefficient form of government was in course of ought to transmit the deeds of valor on "our disputed territopreparation, and for eight years more in operation with a power
ry" to posterity, in such immortal verse. scarcely sufficient to keep it in existence—that the Constitu The Harpers have just published two new novels from the tion of the United States was founded upon the principles of prolific pen of G. P. R. James, Esq. author of “The Huguethe Declaration of Independence, and in opposition to those of nots,” « Richelieu," &c. The first is “ Charles Tyrrell, or the the confederacy; the work of the one sovereign people of the Bitter Blood.” 2 vols. 12mo. This is a tale of English high Union—and pronounces that Constitution an efficient human life, and although the subject is one which does not command instrument in preserving the political peace of, and securing such vigorous thought and bold diction as his historical romanthe greatest prosperity to, this happy Republic for all time to ces present, yet it is a tale of exciting interest, and abounds
In a word, it is a powerful argument against the ex- with much fine writing. It portrays the character of a man tended claims of State sovereignty, and elucidates the grand governed in all his actions by an irritable and uncontrolled principles of the Declaration of Independence. Everybody temper, permitting his passions to run riot in opposition to his ought to read it.
better judgment, and spreading a moral desolation over his We have also received from Mr. Colman, the following new home and family, where the virtues of a sweet-tempered wife, works, just issued from the press :
and the innocence of a lovely boy, might, by a proper curb of
the temper of the father, have made a "paradise below." “ White Sulphur Papers, or Life at the Springs :" by Mark Pencil, Esq. 1 vol. 12mo. This work is a collection of sketch
“ The Gentleman of the Old School," is the title of the othes, descriptive of the “White Sulphur,” and other mineral er volume alluded to. Like “ Charles Tyrrell,” it is a tale of springs of Virginia ; their early discovery; of the society, English high life. Of its merits and moral we cannot speak, amusements, &c., of Visiters ; sketches of characters, and not having had time to peruse it ; . but the name of the author pleasing descriptions of surrounding scenery. “ Information,"
is a sufficient recommendation to the reader of fiction. says the author, “it has been said, is generally best received “ The Universalist Manual, or Book of Prayers :" by Menzies whon it comes in a pleasing form. In guidance of this passing Rayner. P. Price, 130 Fulton street, N. York. This is a new, idea, this book has been written. To meet,” he continues, "in and we may add, a very sensible move on the part of the Unia measure, the general wish, so often expressed, for some de-versalists, and we should suppose that they would very generscriptive guide of the localities and attractions of that celebra- ally adopt this book of devotional exercises into their several ted region of country, this volume has been prepared, without churches. We have always admired the fervent piety which pretence, but the author claims one merit for the book, which pervades every sentence of the Book of Common Prayer, used is faithfulness of description." The Appendix contains valuable by the Episcopal church, and been convinced of the utility of scientific information concerning sulphurous waters in general, such a manual, which enables the whole congregation to unite, and of these springs in particular.
in one solemn voice, their supplications and thanksgivings. “ Fauquier Sulphur Springs :" by a Visiter. 1 vol. 18mo. The work in question is partly compiled from the service of This little volume is a younger, or rather a smaller half-brother the Episcopal church, of which the author was formerly minisof the former, and like it, contains a general description of the ter; and all the responses, a part of the service to which many character, scenery, society, etcetera, of the Virginia Springs. object as a species of mummery, are, like those of the EpiscoIt is made up of a series of letters, addressed to a gentleman of pal service, the language of Holy Writ. The work also conNew England, and contains an engraved view of the Fauquier tains the collection of Hymns used by the Universalists. Wo Springs, and the mansion and other buildings for the accom- deem it a valuable book for those of that denomination osp? modation of visiters.
(For the Family Magazine.)
Babel-confusion of the depôt, were all forgotten A DAY ON THE ERIE CANAL.
in the calm scene around us. The murmur of
brooks, the singing of birds, the ploughboy's Reader! has it ever been your fortune, good or whistle and the merry laugh of children, the cool evil, (for the incidents and modes of travel are zephyr and the perfumes of meadows and unfoldvariously estimated,) to glide quietly along the ing flowers, threw around us a charm of pleasure green banks of the Mohawk on a bright and balmy calculated to make the misanthrope love life and day in summer, in one of those slow-and-sure trav. his fellows, and the coldest stoic to become an elling conveyances, a canal-boat, at the rate of enthusiast. four miles per hour, including the ups and downs
There are few sections of our country more of lock transits? If not, and you are a man of beautiful, or hallowed by more associations conleisure or a woman of pleasure—a beau or a belle, nected with valor and patriotism of other times, and' have taste and smell for fruits and flowers in than the valley of the Mohawk from Schenectady Nature's bowers, hie away to old Gotham of the to Little Falls; and every village which has sprung North, speed over the pine barren as fast as le up, like cities of the magi, along the canal where voiture à vapeur will carry you, and seat your recently the wild Indian chased the panther and self quietly upon the clean deck of a packet-boat, the deer, has its neighborhood legend, transmitted and my word for it, you will never repent having from sire to son, and its truth established by returned your back on railroad agents, and cut the peated narration. And you can scarcely express company of a host of hurrying mortals who seem your admiration of some visible precipice or rato think that the whole charm of travelling con- vine, or look with wonder upon some dilapidated sists in speed. Let them rush on, and believe
structure of the last century, without hearing
me, if they have left the dust and confusion of cities some curious and often “ower true” tale from to breathe the pure mountain air and seek happi- captain, helmsman, or cook. In truth, the shrewd 'ness in country rambles, you will overtake the ones among these navigators of the “ditch,” are coy beauty much sooner with the four-mile speed speaking histories of this delightful valley, and of the canal-boat, than they will with theirs of when in particular good humor, you may read thirty miles per hour. This advice is wholly them with pleasure from morning's sun till gratuitous, but is the conviction of recent expe
Such, fortunately, were the crew of our boat, It was a delightful morning in July, cloudless and hence, taking the passengers-some Dutch and breezy, that we crossed the pine barren from and Yankee emigrants, four middle-aged gentle. Albany to Schenectady, and ere the sun had sip-men, two intelligent young men, three wives, an ped the dew from the meadows, we descended old maid, and a sweet, fair-haired maiden, the inclined plane into the rich valley of the Mo
* With a rose on her cheek, hawk. The sudden transition from the monoto
And a smile in her eye;" — nous scene of dwarf pines and sand-hills, to smi- in connexion with the crew, and a charity pasling verdure, lofty forest trees, and fields of wa- senger, (a wild son of the forest,) we had a very ving grain, enriched and beautified by a noble select company, and I resolved to make the day a stream, swollen by a hundred tributaries from pleasurable one. the north and west, operated like magic upon our After a half hour's chit-chat in the cabin with spirits, depressed as they were by a night's con my fellow-passengers, to ascertain into what so finement upon a shelf in a steamboat's cabin. All ciety I had fallen, I mounted the deck, which pre was bustle and confusion, and our ears were as- sented more the appearance of a “liner” than a sailed from every side with "To Davis's, sir ?"-packet. Yielding to the necessity of making the " Take railroad, sir ?"_" Také your baggage, most of a “lean trip,” (for the railroad takes ncarly ma'am ?"--Fine packet, Eclipse, few passengers, all passengers,) our boat “freighted" likewise, good berths, fast traveller”—and a thousand un- and instead of the high dečk strewn with passen mentionable oaths and retorts courteous and dis- gers' baggage, as in days “lang syne," there were courteous among the rabble of porters, waiters, bags, boxes and barrels, in abundance; yet they boatmen, and railroad and stage runners. With a all served as seats, or as divans for a siesta, could Titan grasp I held my carpet-bag, and elbowing any one close his eyes upon the moving panoramy way through the crowd, jumped on board the ma around us. We had measured the plain, and nearest and most comfortable looking packet, and were stealing along the margin of a green wood, in less than ten minutes the rider cracked his whose shade was grateful, for the sun was rapidly whip and we glided noiselessly away across the ascending to the meridian. The group on deck plain, toward the blue hills that bounded the west- was interesting, and so disposed, as to present to ern horizon. The everlasting cataract roar of the eye of a limner something picturesque. There the steamboat wheels, the quick breathings and was a descendant of the Pilgrim fathers, a represolemn roll of the locomotive and train, and the sentative of the race of Van Twiller, a son of the