'The Wyandotte, or the Hutted Knoll,' is the title of Mr. Cooper's last work, recently published by Messrs. Lea and Blanchard, Philadelphia, in two well-executed volumes in the pamphlet-form. It embodies legends of the sufferings of isolated families during the troubled scenes of colonial warfare, which are distinctive in many of their leading facts, if not rigidly true in the details. We gather from the prefatory remarks of the author, that in these volumes he has 'aimed at sketching several distinct varieties of the human race, as true to the governing impulses of their educations, habits, modes of thinking, and natures.' How this aim has been accomplished, we are quite unable to say. We trust however that the friend who transported the work from our table into the country, will at least repay us for the gratification of which he has deprived us, by returning it when he is through with it, that we may be ourselves enlightened, and enabled to enlighten our readers, concerning the character of the work.
Thompson's History of Long-Island.—A second edition—revised and greatly enlarged, and included in two handsome volumes—has just appeared, of Mr. B. F. Thompson's history of Long-Island, from its discovery and settlement to the present time. The work embodies many interesting and important matters, connected with the first settlement of our country and its colonial and revolutionary history; and includes notices of numerous individuals and families, and a particular account of different churches and ministers. In short, the indefatigable author has availed himself of every source of authentic and valuable information which could add to the interest or usefulness of his work; which we should not omit to mention embraces two large and well-executed maps, and is illustrated by numerous lithographic engravings of edifices and other objects of interest on the island; and including the author's 'counterfeit presentment.' Messrs. Gould, Banks and Company are the publishers.
'The Karen Apostle.'—Messrs. Gould, Kendall, and Lincoln, Boston, have issued in a handsome little volume, 'The Karen Apostle, or Memoir of Ko-Thah-Byu, the first Karen convert; with Notices concerning his Nation. By Rev. Francis Mason, Missionary to the Karens.' The first American edition is revised by Prof. H. J. Ripley, of Newton (Mass.) Theological Seminary. The work is 'sent forth in the hope that the interest which has been felt in behalf of the Karens may be deepened, and that the cause of missions to the heathen in general may be promoted by the striking proof of the power of the gospel exhibited in its pages.' The work is illustrated by maps, in part from manuscript, and by one or two well-executed engravings on wood. The specimens of Karen literature appended to the volume do not afford a very exalted idea of the writings of that sect; nevertheless, they possess a certain interest in the connection which they sustain in the volume.
New Music.—We have before us, from the extensive and popular establishment of Messrs. James L. Hewitt and Company, Broadway, 'Woodside Waltz,' by Miss Marion S. McGregor; 'Grand Austerlitz March and Quickstep, arranged as a Duet, for the Piano-forte,' by George W. Hewitt; 'The Alpine Horn, a Tyrollean,' by John H. Hewitt; and 'Robin Buff, a Ballad,' the music by Mr. Henry Russell.
'When Thou Wert True.'—This is a very charming Song; the words by F. W. Thomas, Esq., the music by John H. Hewitt, inscribed to Mrs. Robert Tyler, and just published by James L. Hewitt and Company, Broadway. If the noble-looking portrait upon the title-page represents Mrs. Tyler, she is justly entitled to the praises with which the journals have teemed, touching the grace and beauty of her person. The following are the words:
I.
When thou wert true, when thou wert true,
My heart did thy impression take,
As do the depths where skies are blue,
Of some wood-girt and quiet lake,
The image of the moon that gives
The calmness in whose light she lives.
II.
But when doubts came, my troubled breast
Was like that lake when winds do blow;
Her image there, though still impressed,
Beams brokenly in ebb and flow:
Until the storm obscures her sight,
And reigns the ebon-visaged Night.