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thing uninflammable with the water, I need only mention, that, at a fire at which I once assisted, it was observed, that one of the engines operated much more powerfully than either of the others; and wherever its water came, the flames appeared to be almost instantaneously subdued, whilst the other engines often seemed rather to be increasing than diminishing them. Upon inquiry I found that this efficient engine was supplied with the waste water that was spilled in the street, which was afterwards taken up in buckets, water and dirt together, and thrown into this engine. Is it not therefore reasonable to conclude, that the superiority of it was from the mud being for the most part uninflammable?

Besides making each engine carry a reasonable quantity of clay, &c. it might be adviseable, that each watchhouse or other convenient places should be provided with a sack or two. Were this done, no fire could possibly take place in any part of a city, without some clay, &c. being at hand, always in a state fit for use. * I am, &c.

JOHN MOORE.

Bristol, Feb. 21, 1818.

Phil. Mag.

Original Anecdote of Franklin. In the newspaper which Franklin established, soon after he domiciliated himself in Philadelphia, he once took occasion to animadvert, with much freedom, upon the conduct of an old and respectable inhabitant of the city, whose public course did not accord with his views of propriety. The attack produced a strong sensation among the friends of the gentleman in question,some of whom proposed that an interview should be had with Franklin, in order to admonish the young adventurer in regard to what they deemed an improper liberty. Franklin acceded readily to the proposal, and accordingly requested several of his patrons to sup with him on a particular evening. They

Mr. Moore's communication also contained some hints for extinguishing fires in ships. He also suggests that ships might be rendered more buoyant by making them airtight, and forcing in air by means of an airpump, which would elevate them to a higher Tevel in the water, and consequently might sometimes save them when they have got upon a bank.

waited upon him at the time appointed; and of the guests the names of Hugh Roberts, Philip Sing, Luke Morris, and John Biddle are recollected.

Previously to being called to supper, they entered into friendly conversation with him on the object of their visit. They were presently introduced into an adjoining room in which a table was spread, covered with a coarse cloth, at one end of which stood a large stone pitcher filled with water; at the other, a huge pudding; and beside each plate a penny earthenware cup. Franklin pressed his friends to be seated, and proceeded to help each of them to a slice of the pudding, with every appear. ance of earnest hospitality. Having served them all, and desired them to fill their cups with water and be jovial, he himself began to eat heartily. His guests tasted, and tasted again, but could not swallow his pudding. Franklin observing this begged them to be assured that another pudding would soon be served up. No one, however, except himself, could eat, and they sat looking at each other with an expression of lively surprise. Franklin then rose from his chair and said-' This is a saw-dust pudding-I can eat it, tho' 'you cannot-and he who can subsist upon saw-dust pudding and water, 'needs the patronage of no man.' They all laughed and parted good friends.

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PETER THE GREAT.

From Bishop Burnet's History of his own Times.

The Czar Peter came this winter (1699) over to England, and stayed some months among us; I waited often on him, and was ordered, both by the king and the archbishop and bishops, to attend upon him and to offer him such informations of our religion and constitutions as he was willing to receive. I had good interpreters, so I had much free discourse with him: He is a man of a very hot temper, soon inflamed, and very brutal in his passion. He raises his natural heat by drinking much brandy, which he rectifies himself with great application. He is subject to convulsive motions all over his body, and his head seems to be affected with these. He wants not capacity, and has a larger measure of knowledge, than might be expected from his education, which was very indifferent:

a want of judgment and an instability of temper appear in him too often, and too evidently. He is mechanically turned, and seems designed by nature rather to be a ship-carpenter, than a great prince. This was his chief study and exercise while he stayed bere. He wrought much with his own hands, and made all about him work at the models of ships. He told me he designed a great fleet at Azoph, and with it to attack the Turkish empire. But he did not seem capable of conducting so great a design, though his conduct in his wars since this, has discovered a greater genius in him than appeared at that time. He was desirous to understand our doctrine, but he did not seem disposed to mend matters in Moscovy. He was, indeed, resolved to encourage learning, and to polish his people, by sending some of them to travel in other countries, and to draw strangers to come and live among them. He seemed apprehensive still of his sister's intrigues. There was a mixture both of passion and severity in his temper. He is resolute, but understands little of war, and seemed not at all inquisitive that way. After I had seen him often and had conversed much with him, I could not but adore the depth of the Providence of God, that had raised up such a furious man, to so absolute an authority over so great a part of the world. David, considering the great things God had made for the use of man, broke out into the meditationWhat is man, that thou art so mindful of him? But here there is an occasion for reversing these words, since man seems a very contemptible thing in the sight of God, while such a person as the Czar has such multitudes put as it were under his feet, exposed to his restless jealousy, and savage temper.

Letter to the Academy at Philadelphia; with a copy of the Critical Description of Mr. West's Painting, and one of the Critical Descriptions of Stothard's Canterbury Pilgrims. By WILLIAM CAREY, Esq. of London. To Joseph Hopkinson, President, and the Members of the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts. GENTLEMEN. I have the pleasure of transmitting to you a copy of my 'Critical Description and Analytical Res view of Death on the Pale Horse,' painted from the Revelation by Ben

jamin West, President of the Royal Academy of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture, in London, and Historical Painter to the King. In submitting my little volume to your notice, I am emboldened by a hope that your candid consideration of its good intention may induce you to overlook its defects, and deem it not unworthy of a place in the library of your Academy. Long esteemed the father of historical painting in the British School, the painter, whose performance I have ventured to review, has not obtained his reputation without a conflict. Homer had a Zoilus, Michael Angelo found enemies in Torrigiano and Bandinelli; and from the appearance of West's Death of General Wolfe and Regulus, to this grand composition, each of his works in successsion has roused the attacks of envy and ignorance. But, beside their high moral aim, and the striking beauties of his performances, his repeated annual election by the chief British artists to the high office which he has so long dignified as their head; the honours paid to him by the most celebrated foreign painters and sculptors; the diplomas presented to him by the Academy of St. Luke, at Rome, the mother of all other schools of art, by the Institute of France, the Academies of Florence, Bologna, Manheim, Berlin, Antwerp, Ghent, America, and by every other Academy in the world, have refuted the invidious criticism of his enemies, confirmed the public judgment, and fully established his fame. Thus, although I have given an independ ent opinion of his performance, I can boldly reply to the cold cavils of anticontemporarianism, and the anonymous publications of malevolent jealousy, that I am not the creator of a new fame, or the promulgator of a singular opinion. The meanness, which is wounded by the success of the painter, may asperse my impartiality; but, believe me, gentlemen, although I could be the friend and admirer of a Raphael, or Lionardo da Vinci, I could not be the slave or parasite of either.

Like your hardy pine lifting its green head amidst the Apalachian snows, the mind of this Nestor of painting exhibits, in the deep winter of his years, the powers of his prime. In this last work he maintains his distinguished reputation, and proves the wide dominion of the Fine Arts, when employed to

inculcate the social duties and sublime truths of religion. Even now, we learn, that the people of America crowd your public hospital in Philadelphia, to behold his painting of Christ healing the Sick, and each retires with a lesson of Christian charity, and a prouder sense of his country, from the view. At the same moment, in London, we meet persons from all parts of the empire, and foreigners, the visiters of our capital, assembled in the same apartment, to contemplate Death upon the Pale Horse, the consummation of his labours and his glory.

Americans, you point to the tombs of his kindred, and claim the honour of his birth and genius for the NEW WORLD. But, proud of the English blood, which flows in his veins, of his residence for more than half a century in our island, and the execution of his celebrated performances here, Englishmen as justly claim him as an enviable honour for the country of his adoption, in THE OLD. Your professional brethren of a neighbouring state, in sending across the Atlantic for his portrait, by the pencil of Lawrence, whose exquisite sense of colouring and resemblance, rank him as the TITIAN of the age, have acted affectionately and wisely. They justly anticipate a standard of style, exalt their own character, and furnish a noble excitement to emulation. As a work of art, placed on high in their Academy, its technical excellence must long continue to give lessons of instruction, and, as an honour conferred upon merit, stimulate the generous ardour of the students to the same goal. Continue to cherish this esteem for intellectual eminence; for when commerce, wealth, and manufactures, with every other basis of social prosperity, sink, and the dear-bought glories of war are lost in oblivion, the works of genins, after having fanned the flame of living vir tue for ages, immortalize the memory of nations, in the tomb. Before the reign of the Fine Arts, empires rose and flourished, disappeared and were forgotten. Greece and Rome had artists, and will live for ever.

Happy is he, who either by his public or private virtue, his mental vigour, or excellence in the arts which humanize the manners and embellish life, has the good fortune to concentrate the es

teem and affection of remote nations in his own person. Few indeed enjoy, like the American-Englishman and English-American West, the rare power of forming this inestimable bond of attraction and union. May Europe and America, agreeing in their esteem for this venerable master, at the same moment hasten to forget their points of difference, and agree in all that can promote their mutual good. May each, with generous emulation, vieing in benevolence and philanthropy, imitate whatever is noble and virtuous in the customs and institutions of the other, and avoid their imperfections and evils. Receive from the nations on this side the great deep our mechanical inventions, our improvements in the sciences, our love for the belles lettres and polite arts. But guard against those dangerous refinements of luxury, which subvert domestic happiness, poison public morals, and effect the mere slavery of the body by the corruption of the mind.

Your professional brethren in New York have recently elected several eminent English artists honorary members of their Academy. To be thus chosen by a body of which Trumbull is the head, is indeed an honour. America may well be proud of the painter whose pencil has immortalized the Sortie from Gibraltar, and the deaths of Montgomery and Warren. In your countrymen, Allston and Leslie, you will receive an important accession. You confided them to England,. young and inexperienced. England returns them to you distinguished artists, in the highest department of painting. In this spirit of generous reciprocity, may benefits ever be the interchange between the mother country and America. I lament what I have lost, in not having met with any picture by Leslie, for the venerable president, West, speaks of him as an historical painter of power, one of his most eminent pupils. But I have seen by Allston, Jacob's Dream, a vision of sublimity and beauty, rich in chiaro-scuro, and forms of celestial grace and elegance; a piping youth, an image of the purest sensibility and naked nature, in the shadowy recess of a grove; and the prophet Elija fed by Ravens, a figure of mystic inspiration, under a sky of deep-toned lustre, in a scene of wild

and thrilling solemnity. I have also seen by this artist the Archangel Uriel, an epic conception, breathing the spirit of Milton. This fine performance has had the double honour of obtaining the prize this year from that public-spirited body, the British Institution, and of being purchased by their deputy president, the Marquis of Stafford. That nobleman, whose munificent patronage of the Fine Arts, has endeared him to all Europe, and ranked his name among the imperial and royal patrons of ancient and modern times, designs to place the URIEL in his superb collection of paintings, selected from the works of the most celebrated masters of the different schools. But how powerful is the love of country, how immutable the law of nature! At the momoment of his triumph, Allston hastens from his brilliant prospects here, to the land of his fathers. His natural suavity and polished acquirements, the noble pride of aspiring to fame, without seeking to lower his competitors; the study of the chefs d'œuvre of art in Italy; the mind of a poet, the eye of a colourist, and the hand of a draughtsman, set a stamp of superior value on this accomplished artist. The regret and esteem of indelible remembrances will accompany him to your shores; but I hope that our good fortune will, at least, preserve to England the three commanding testimonies of his genius, which I have herein mentioned.

I accompany this with a copy of the second edition of my Critical Description of Stothard's Procession of the Canterbury Pilgrims, from Chaucer, of which I entreat your acceptance. May the Academies of America, vieing in purity of principle and elevated practice with the artists of ancient Greece and Rome, by employing the Fine Arts as instruments of public morality, diffuse a lustre on your rising empire! May your country fulfil her high career in indissoluble union, tranquillity, and glory. These are the sincere wishes of,

Gentlemen,

Your respectful servant, WILLIAM CAREY. Mary-la-bonne-street, Piccadilly, London, March 20, 1818.

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In giant majesty! . . . . .

Th' archangel Uriel. Vist to the Sun We have already pronounced this to be a grand and imposing picture. The character and style of the painting are rather more worthy of consideration and praise than the management of the subject. It is, indeed, one of those giant forms which are of every day occurrence; but its excellence lies in an approach to the exalted system of ancient art. What honour is paid to a modern and a young artist when we declare that we cannot look upon his work without being reminded at times of Michael Angelo and at times of Corregio! The manner in which Mr. Allston has treated his Uriel may aptly be compared with that of the Cartoons, or more strictly, perhaps, with that of the Roman School, whose painters have done so much to improve our national taste and ennoble the arts. There is much of the fresco in its coup d'œil, and with something of a want of detail, an evident want of solidity in the figure. If we could add to it that solidity which distinguished the chef d'œuvre of Guercino, seen last year on the opposite side of Pall Mall, and now in the King's Mews, it would deserve almost unqualified approbation. As it is, it is certainly a great and extraordinary production—aiming with no mean flight at the highest elevation, and ranking its author with the most able artists of the British School.

1. The Angel Uriel. WM. ALLSTON. This is an Archangel introduced into some pleasing lines from a poem called a Visit to the Sun, which Vision, describes him as the same

That once entranced th' immortal Milton, saw.'

The same which Satan in his journey from Hell to Earth addressed on his

arrival in the sun, and who saw him as 'A glorious angel stand,

On some great charge employed

He seem'd, or fixed in cogitation deep." From these lines in MILTON, and from the following in the Vision, the painter has given not an unsuccessful poetical portrait of the Archangel:

'The gorgeous form that now upon his
throne

Of rocky amber, like some mountain peak
Dark 'gainst a lunar sky, before me rose
In giant majesty!"

Now as this is a subject which mingles the beautiful and the grand with a poetic fervour of feeling, that fixes thought not on the common place or even elegant of what is earthly, upon a nobler species of beings, upon an object unearthly and celestial, even a partial success in painting, it demands much praise for the artist, and this praise we cordially bestow on Mr. ALLSTON, whose pictures always have a high and in part at least a successful aim. His is no vulgar bosom

But alive to thoughts of honourable fame.' But still we confess that nothing less than the powerful grasp of intellect, the high pictorial attainment of a DA VINCI, a CORREGGIO, a Raffaelle, will prevent us from feeling some disappointment in the representation of subjects of such a high poetical cast. In the St. Cecilia of REYNOLDS, we feel regard for the feminine grace, gentleness, and musical powers of the performer; but in the St. Cecilia of RAFFAELLE, as copied by the tender and pathetic GUIDO, and as seen in the Mews Gallery, we feel a hallowed love, a sacred respect for a being, who, beautiful beyond any that have touched our hearts among living mortals, appears as if her thoughts were raised above earthly things, while she elevates ours by the seraphic eloquence of her look, the wrapt composure of her limbs and eyes. Though we are here judging our artists by the highest standard of genius, it will not, we trust, render us insensible to their beauties, for of merit there are infinite degrees; and as well as those who may not see such hitherto unapproached excellence as we think we do in the productions of former times, we can equally with them admire, in Mr. ALLSTON'S Uriel, that Form, whose colossal size, and pliant and well-turn'd limbs, indicate the powerful Regent of the Sun,' but which power is agreeably tempered by such a complacency

of expression, as shews that the celestial being enjoys the bliss and is conscious of the approving smile of Heaven,' mixed and enlivened with a look that becomes the activity of ken and movement of him, whom MILTON describes as 'One of the seven,

Who in God's presence, nearest to his throne,

Stand ready at command, and are his eyes That run thro' all the Heaven's, or down to the earth

Bear his swift errands.'

Not a small part of the beauty of this figure arises from the agreeable balance of vivid light and sober shade, the first displaying the fresh complexion of the angel, and the fervour of the solar atmosphere; and the latter, by softening down a degree of that fervour, aiding the placid sentiment of the picture. We here, however, think, that there is a little discordance from the change of warm fleshy tints in the lights to too grey a tint in the shadows. This picture would make a striking print. It is already engraved on our

hearts.

New opinion in regard to Pompeii and
Herculaneum.

It is at present the general belief that
the two celebrated cities of Pompeii
and Herculaneum were overwhelmed
and destroyed by an eruption of Vesu-
how-
vius in the year 79. It is now,
ever, maintained, that this was not the
case. Pompeii is said to be covered
by a bed of lapillo, of the same nature
as that we observe daily forming by the
agency of water on the shore at Naples;
while Herculaneum is covered by a
series of strata, altogether forming a
mass sixty feet thick, of a tuff, having
the character of those tuffs formed by
water. From the facts just stated, it
is conjectured that the cities were de
stroyed by a rising of the waters, which
deposited over them the stratified
rocks, and not by matter thrown from
Vesuvius. It is also said, that no eruption
of Vesuvius took place in the year 79.

The following Jeux d'esprit will serve to amuse those who understand the French language, and to prove that the press can take some serious liberties with the government, in France.

ETAT DE LA FRANCE.

Le Royaliste défend tout;
Le Jacobin attaque tout;
Les Deputés contestent tout;
De Caze qui, devore tout

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