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EDITED BY LOUIS GAYLORD CLARK.
The number for January, 1855, begins the FORTY-FIFTH VOLUME of the KNICKERBOCKER MAGAZINE.
Since the price of subscription has been reduced from FIVE to THREE DOLLARB a year, the circulation of the KNICKERBOCKER has been increased nearly four to one. In many places ten are sold where there was but one before, and through the year it has been steadily increasing. It is now offered as cheap as any of the Magazines, all things considered. Instead of making new and prodigious promises, we submit a few extracts from notices of late numbers, which we might extend to a number of pages.
Thoge familiar with the Editor's monthly Gossip with his readers, have doubtless, with ourselves, admired the perennial source of its plesant wit and joyousness. In this number The Gossip' holds on its way nko bome la rivulet glancing and dancing in the sunshine of a May morning. We used to wonder how Mr. CLARK held out, expecting he most certainly "snow brown'in the coming number: but this number gives no sign of exharistion.National Intelligencer, Washington.
Pleasant, genial, delightful. Old KNICK.! Thy name is a suggestion of all things delectable; tee sight of thy modest, fresh cover, a balm to spiritual sore eyes; a glance within thee, best antidote for the blues. Thou bast given to kindly humor, to piquant delineation, and to side-splitting fun, a local habitation,' without wbich they might go wandering over the domain of letters, calling now and then where a friendly door opened to them but refusing to be comforted for the loss of their old dear home.-Courier, Burlington VI. The great care evinced in the selection of articles that adorp its pages, is a sufficient guaranty that no con
sont ormaranty that no contribution meets the eye of the reader but those which are known to be worthy of his perusal. When storms and wild tempests are sweeping o'er our hill-side village in these chill winter hours, and all is drear and desolate without, we ask for no more agreeable companion than the KNICKERBOCKBR:' for while its contents impart valuable information, 16 Banes
si genuine wit are a sovereign specific for all fils of the blues or attacks of the horrors, and time passes merrily on.' Democrat, Doylestown, Pa.
The KNICKXRBOCKER has been and will be a fact of its own : a genuine living thing, all the more desirable now that the new crop of magazines, filled with articles pirated from English authors, makes fresh home creations more conspicuous and welcome.'-New-York Christian Inquirer.
"No one ever rose from the perusal of the KNICKBRBOCKER & disappointed reader. Whatever may have been b anticipations, they have always been rewarded. When he took up a new number, he felt sure of a literary treat; it was no mere showy repast he was invited to. Did he seek tbe grave or didactic essay, the touching story, poetic gems, or the huinorous tale, he was always sure of finding the object of his search. And then, besides, there was the
Gossip' of Old "KNICK.,' always looked to with eagernese, never put down except with regret that there were not more pages of inimitable random sketches--the Knick-nacks of that repast.'-Courier, Natchez, Miss
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The contents of the Knickerbocker are so varied, that almost every one will find something in its pages to please him-to instruct and amuse. The articles are marked by the highesl order of merit, and in a long series of years we have found nothing in this work to which the most fastidious could object. It is a work which should be on tbe centre table of every family.--Knoxville Times.
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ART. I. ISHAM'S WIFE: AN AUTHENTIC SKETCH,
V. THE COMPLETE SUSQUEHANNA ANGLER. PART Two, ...
X. OUR LITTLE MAN: A SKETCH. BY REV. F. W. SHELTOX, ....
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XXTERID ACCORDING TO ACT OF CONGRE99, IN THE TEAR 1865, BY
SOUTHERN DISTRICT OF NEW-YORK.
JOHN A. GRAY,
PRINTER, 97 Clif, cor. Frankfort St., New-York.
In the fine old gubernatorial mansion that gave dignity and beauty to a street which, but for its presence, would have been beyond the verge of the fashionable world, lived the Isham family.
The ancient house had been in the possession of the first governor of the State, a man of mind and will, who dignified his station quite as much as it honored him; a man of intellectual cultivation, pure purpose, and sterling courage, whom the office had sought and compelled and entreated to occupancy, on account of his unrivalled qualifications for filling it to its utmost capacity.
Some time after his death — he died in office — the governor's house was offered for sale ; his widow choosing to remove into more retirement than could readily be commanded in the place where such royal hospitalities as marked her husband's time had been dispensed, and Mr. Isham, a man of great fortune, became the purchaser. His grand-son was now in possession of this mansion, and was the father of half-adozen children. His eldest daughters, Lucretia and Ada, were already in society. George, the oldest son, had finished his collegiate course, and gone abroad. Everett was still under governors and tutors, and there were two young daughters yet in the nursery.
The family presented the appearance usually presented where children have been carefully trained for a high station, which is their birth-right. They came of a tranquil race, and an even prospect was before them; no mountain-climbing, no depth-descending for them ; no turbulences arising from unmanageable propensities, either for good or evil, might be traced to their door.
George Isham was an unexceptionable youth, whose person, prospects, and attainments gave him unmitigated satisfaction. His character had no marked traits to distinguish him. He had no exuberant animal life, and his taste led him to shun convivial sports and company. He was faultlessly correct in conduct. His temper was as smooth as his long black hair ; his character as reproachless as his dress; he would have endured a suspicion of the one with as much equanimity as of the other, and for an equally elevated reason. He went abroad unpossessed of the spirit of enterprise, and would return, if ever he returned,
without enthusiasm. 'A love of a man was he;' a great many young ladies, who walked in the public places in their newest love of a bonnet,' rendered this favorable judgment; but Tom, the tinker's son, soiled and grim, who brushed his carroty locks, pulled down his shirtsleeves, and made himself decent to chat an hour with the house-maid in the basement over the way, was a prince compared with him. His position and his life were nobler, for his occupancy of them made them so.
There was no material difference between Lucretia and Ada Isham and their brother ; but they made more of a sensation in the world, because their training, essentially the same as his, had, though essentially the same result, a different manifestation.
They were women, and we are content are we not? — that women should fulfil their destiny, as these young girls had been prepared to do, in adding to the glitter of our rooms on state occasions and other, and smile upon us when we ask them, as lonely Adam in his heart asked of the LORD God in the garden a help-mate. Are we not content ? then why have we preferred to make wooden troughs to feed from, when it was expected of us that we should fashion costly golden vessels for the altar and the temple of love ?
They were tall and handsome ladies. Lucretia had more kindly and considerate ways than her sister, and was more likely to win friends and favor, but there was a pride in her heart which would make of her a quite different being from that of which her young maidenhood was beautifully prophetic, if it were once allowed full sweep. Ada laughed at the ways of the world and surrendered to them, ridiculed society and sought its admiration, satirized her acquaintances but compelled them to troop in her train, and would have died of ennui had the world been a whit less wicked and less foolish than it was. These girls were not vulgar and grossly calculating mernbers of society, but they knew how to deliberate in act with something less than the righteousness of true souls.
What their advantages were to them was indicated in their manner of receiving them. To Everett, their younger brother, these saine privileges, meeting with a somewhat different reception, had a very different proving. His domestic relations, if the same in one respect, were in another more happy, more honorable than theirs. He had been subject to those evils which a renowned author well portrays as falling with peculiar force on the eldest and youngest members of a house. He had not grown over-bearing and presumptuous on the strength of his actual importance in the family, nor riotous and unmanageable in disposition and in will from the excessive indulgence of tenderness, which is so frequently the lamentable fate of the youngest born of the family. He had been left to himself more than the others; in his case it was a salutary neglect, if neglect it could be called. He was sent to school, clothed and fed as became his station, remembered on the holidays, but for the rest allowed to follow the bent of his own inclinations, inasmuch as they interfered in no respect with the comfort of the house, and required no control.
He was of a studious turn of mind, and mature beyond his years ; he