FASHIONS FOR THE MONTH.
Evening Dresses.—Blue satin robe, trimmed with six flounces, disposed in threes, and raised with bouquets of blue tinted feathers. Low body; in three pieces, with a point; berthe of two rows of lace; a bouquet of three marabouts on the body; marabouts in the hair. Robe of white moire, plain skirt: tunic of crape lisse, descending a little lower than the knee, open in front, rounded at bottom, and trimmed all round with a small wreath of roses; low body, with a point; crape berthe, rounded in front, trimmed all round with a wreath, to match that on the skirt; a bouquet in front; a coronet of roses in the hair.
A dinner dress, much in favor, is a robe of pink and white glacé taffetas. The front of the skirt is trimmed with small ruches of narrow pink and white ribbon, interlaced one with the other, forming an échelle of narrow pompons wreaths. This trimming is carried up each side of the body, which opens square à la Louis XV, and tied in front with Montespan bows in pink and white ribbon; the same kind of bow fastens up the pagodes sleeves, which are trimmed with a double wreath of ribbons; from the edge of the sleeve a double row of lace falls over the naked arm. A lace, half the width, trims the top of the body above the ruche. A rose is placed on the side of the head, or a little puff of pink gauze ribbon, or a bouquet of marabouts on one side, and long ends of ribbon on the other.
Before we have done speaking of fashions, we must mention some coiffures. Nothing can be prettier than the evening coiffures now worn; they are made of blonde and flowers, feathers, and rich materials; the small oriental turbans of gold or silver tissue, indeed every thing that is rich and elegant, is employed for these parures. We have also seen some charming little caps, the coquetry and caprice of which makes the wearer indisputably pretty. The little Marie Stuart, descending slightly over the forehead, rounding over the bandeaux, and edged with a very light and narrow ruche of blonde; over the crown a long barbe of blonde. The width of ribbon forms a bow, the ends falling on each side of the neck. On each side of the bandeaux these barbes are slightly raised, with a bouquet of roses or heath, or a chou of ribbon, in the middle of which a large diamond pin is placed. The same style of cap, made entirely of pink or blue gauze ribbon, edged with a very narrow and light blonde, slightly fulled, produces a coiffure which is extremely becoming; a triple ribbon, which on either side, in guise of a barbe, descends gradually upon the neck, is fastened behind the ear with a rose without leaves. La Mode.
J. M. Legare.—The sketches of Mr. Legare, “Life on the Prairies of the Farthest West,” which appeared in the April and May numbers, of Graham, were written for us some two years since, and are no evidence of the maturity of style, since acquired by this elegant writer—ably as they were written. We hope soon, to lay before our readers a series of articles from his pen, which place Mr. Legare in the front rank of the contributors to Graham. South Carolina, with three able writers, Legare, Simms, and Godman, is ably represented in “Graham.”
T. A. Godman.—Our readers will gladly welcome back to our pages the accomplished editor of the Laurensville (S. C.) Herald, whose admirable sea story of “The Slaver,” was so warmly received by them two years since. An article from his pen will appear in the next number, entitled “For’ard and Aft.” It is written with great power, and must add to the high reputation of its author. If the Herald is not one of the most popular newspapers of South Carolina, it will not be the fault of Mr. Godman. He brings to his task a mind thoroughly educated, a nervous style, and a fine imagination, and writes with the power of genius unmistakable. We shall be glad to hear from him frequently.
Cool Impudence.—The 309th number of “The Living Age,” contains an article from “Howitt’s Journal,” entitled “Three Pictures, Sunrise—Noonday—Night.” In the last December number of Graham’s Magazine our readers will find the original. The writer of the article says:
“Mrs. Howitt, or whoever attends to that journal, has not done quite the proper thing—having left out many of the paragraphs in my piece, and married together sentences which were not intended for matrimony, and moreover, and what is quite too bad, she, or he, or it, has taken a liberty quite unpardonable, in leaving out of the piece the place where the scene, if it may be so called, is laid, Broadway, New York, etc., obviously intending that it shall not appear the work of an American. In a matter so light as this, of course one can but laugh—if it were a production of more moment, one might still laugh, but would still have to remember how outrageously Mrs. H. came down on the American who ventured to translate and publish one of Miss Bremer’s works.”
It is not necessary to comment on this piece of British impudence.
The Gold Fish.—A new artist, Henry A. Stevens, Esq., furnishes “Graham” this month with a spice of his quality, in “The Gold Fish”—the first of a series of drawings illustrative of Natural History, very pointedly discussed. The sketches in pen and ink, from writers of fine satirical powers, which will hereafter accompany these drawings, will undoubtedly prove quite attractive thus illustrated.
Messrs. Lindsay & Blackiston, have in press, and will publish during the summer, “The Broken Bracelet and Other Poems,” by Mrs. Esling, formerly Miss Waterman, who is well known to many of our old subscribers, by the beautiful poems she formerly contributed to the Casket, and afterward to Graham’s Magazine.
We have received from Messrs. Long & Brother, just as we are going to press, a romance by W. Harrison Ainsworth, entitled “Windsor Castle,” which we shall refer to again.
THE MELODIES OF MANY LANDS.
WRITTEN BY
CHARLES JEFFERIES,
COMPOSED BY
CHARLES W. GLOVER.
Presented by Lee & Walker, 120 Walnut Street.
The melodies of many lands
Ere-while have charm’d my ear,
Yet
there’s but one among them all
Which still my heart holds dear;
I heard it first from lips I loved,
My tears it then beguiled,
It was the song my mother sang,
When I was but a child.
It was the song my mother sang,
When I was but a child.
Its words, I will remember now,
Were fraught with precepts old;
And every line a maxim held
Of far more worth than gold;
A lesson ’twas, though simply taught,
That cannot pass away;
It is my guiding star by night,
My comfort in the day.
It told me in the hour of need,
To seek a solace there,
Where only stricken hearts could find,
Meet answer to their prayer;
Ah much I owe that gentle voice,
Whose words my tears beguiled;
That song of songs my mother sang,
When I was but a child.
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page 353, first filled by Boccacio. ==> first filled by [Boccaccio].
page 354, “Lesciate ogni speranza ==> “[Lasciate] ogni speranza
page 354, speranza voi ch’ intrate.” ==> speranza voi ch’ [entrate].”
page 371, as the Rock of Gibralter ==> as the Rock of [Gibraltar]
page 378, against the mantle-piece, ==> against the [mantel]-piece,
page 382, “Ada’s pompous apostacy ==> “Ada’s pompous [apostasy]
page 390, Cowper; but Shelly, Keats, ==> Cowper; but [Shelley], Keats,
page 391, an unwordly degree of purity ==> an [unworldly] degree of purity
page 393, how warily must it ==> how [wearily] must it
page 397, the accomodation of invalids. ==> the [accommodation] of invalids.
page 399, hand accidently touched ==> hand [accidentally] touched
page 404, Paganinni or Ole Bull had ==> [Paganini] or Ole Bull had
page 412, chef d’ouvre, and its ==> chef [d’oeuvre], and its
page 417, than to guage ale. ==> than to [gauge] ale.
page 417, going; to guage ale, and ==> going; to [gauge] ale, and
page 417, weary of guaging ale ==> weary of [gauging] ale
page 417, Drama. By Henrick Hertz. ==> Drama. By [Henrik] Hertz.