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resounded through the apartment, tables and benches were upset, jugs and glasses broken. The hostess screamed for help. But the strife and tumult were brief; and Gerard sud <lcn!v found himself in the street, stunned and bruised by the blows he had received. Settling his cloak, and smoothing his crushed hat. he went his way, scarce bestowing an other thought upon the scuffle; for things far weightier, tar more painful and engrossing, crowded upon his excited mind-. [concluded next wee®.] (Drigtnd JJoctrg. For the Southern Literary Gazette. THE DYING FLOWERS. The fresh and fragrant Spring is past, The Summer winds hate sighed tlieir last; Chill Autumn comes with frosty breath, And whispers —“ Flowers, ’tis time for death.” I would, pale blossoms, I could stay The ruthless hand of stern decay ; 1 would I could retain your smile, To light my heart a longer while. If Nature's God in you hath wrought, Too fondly frail the hallow’d thought— ’Tis sweet to think, pale, dying flowers, Ye come again with “ April Showers.” I envy not the flower, because ’Tis daily honored with applause, From lips that virtue made discreet, And hearts that scorned to use deceit; I care not for the morning breeze, That sings the flowers soft melodies; Nor would I wish to dwell where grew, The bowing blossom bathed in dew: But where’s the heart so wondrous cold, That would not give its treasur'd gold, To pass each day such sinless hours, And die at length as die the flowers ! Midway, Oct. 1848. J ll* N. fetters from a Jlljgsmatt. For the Southern Literary Gazette. HOMEOPATHY—NO. 4. Roswell, Cobh Cos., Geo., ) October 31, 1848. j My dear Col. —l thank you for the hint, and will again quote from “ the quaint wri ter” : ‘“’Tis above reason,’ cried the doctors on one side; ‘’Tis below reason,’ cried the others ; ‘ ’Tis faith,’ cried one ; ‘ ’Tis a fid dlestick,’ said the others; ‘’Tis possible,’ cried one; ‘’Tis impossible,’ said the others.” I am well aware that “contradictory state ments have been made of Homeopathy.” — Some have said it was “faith” —others with as much learning and honesty, have said — {, Tis a fiddlestick.’ The learned Fleischmann would have us believe that it is a plan of treatment calculated “to cure in a mild, prompt, safe and durable manner” (Organon). And so we might believe, could we put any reliance on his statements; but unfortunately for the statistics published by Dr. Forbes in the Br. and For. Med. Rev., No. XLIV, M. Balfour, after an examination of the books of the establishment in which Dr. F. pursued the homeopathic practice, has proved the said statistics to be mere forgeries. In his report, Dr. F. had stated, that of 64 cases of pneu monia admitted during 1846, only two died— or three per cent. —whereas it has been found in the books, that in the space of three months three pneumonic patients died out of 19. — Take this as another item of homeopathic honesty. If you have an opportunity, read the letter of M. Balfour, published in the Br. and For. Med. Rev., April, 1847, and I am sure you will say of Homeopathy, “ Tis a fiddlestick.” It will not do to point to the cures performed by infinitesimal doses, for every quack medicine, however ridiculous or inert, as every body knows, has its numerous extraordinary cures or coincidences. \ou cannot take up a village newspaper without reading a long list of cases of the same dis ease, which have been cured by quack nos trums entirely at variance with each other in ® as sir ins. composition. Swaim's Panacea astonished the Philadelphia physicians for a time, till Dr. Hare detected mercury in that “ purely vegetable compound,” which had been recom mended by some of our most distinguished j M. l)‘s. The mind of a German was requir- 1 ed, and is the proper soil, for such alnonsens ical theory as that advanced by Hahnemann, j Ihe German people, as you are aware, are less practical in every thing than their neigh bors. t hey are peculiarly a literary people, but there is always a tinge of the supernatu ral or immaterial about their writings—“ a glow of that immaterialism or transcendental ism, which arises from studying the wonders of the world of thought and imagination; in short, from looking at the world within, ra ther than at the world without.” But the difficulty comes not from their bringing the monstrous out of realities —in this they are not different from other nations—but only in concieving such fancied dreams to he truths. You are not to be at all surprised, then, when I tell you that the old original doctrines of Hahnemann are already abandoned, and that the new theories are legion. There is confu sion and war in the very camp of Homeopa thy. As an evidence of this fact, I refer you to a work not long since compiled from the German of Dr. Griesselich by my friend, Dr. A. C. Beeker, in which Hahnemanmsm is pointedly condemned, and what Dr. G. is pleased to call “rational Homeopathy,” of fered as a substitute. Dr. G. tells us that “ Hahnemannian medicine and Homeopathy have, of late years, become two distinct sys tems, and should, as such, be clearly distin guished.” The illusions of Hahnemann are o ridiculed by this new light, who says —“11. has in many things entangled himself in a mass of contradictions.” “ Hahnemannism is an aggregate of truth and untruth, and can not, in its totality, he adopted by any scien tific physician.” Let me ask you, Colonel, if you have ever seen a house divided against itself, stand against the storms and winds? The ultra-infinitesimalists are warring w ith the more rational dose-givers ; the “ spezifik ers” are rejected “by those who have more deeply studied the subject,” and we find what was once pronounced “so peerless and so perfect,” “ a mild, prompt, safe and durable means of cure,” is now “not so far perfected that its disciples may always, and in all cases, eschew other modes of treatment.” — (Vide Griesselich.) Consistency, thou art a jewel! With a quotation from Dr. Bell, of Phila delphia, I wall close this epistle; and I tran scribe it, to keep prominently before your mind the honor (?) of homeopaths : “Among the practitioners of Homeopathy there are three classes —one consistent, acting out their belief; and another who, under the pretence of homeopathic doses, give common, but small ones, and those of active and sometimes poi sonous articles; and a third, who are ready to practice either way, allopathically or ho meopathically, paying their own judgment and science the odd compliment of asking their patients how they wish to be treated, and according to their reply, either bleeding them, or giving them a Hahnemann phial to smell, (ala Dr. Gross,) and caring not at all how they earn their fees, provided fees come into their pockets.” We find the candid Dr. Kirby obliged “to place the statement in his columns, with the deep regret that he is com pelled to admit the truth of what Dr. Bell states.” (Am. Jour. Homeop., p. 14, vol. iii, No. 1.) Imagination, my friend, peopled the ancient world with daemons; in later days, it formed hohgoblins, sylphs, and faries —set witches on broom-sticks —made them dart through the air with telegraphic velocity, to stop the growth of children, blast cabbages, and curdle milk. It possessed men with evil spirits, and now disposes the weak-minded to give credit to “latter-day saints,” to the reve ries of a Swedenborg, the theories of Mesmer, and the follies of Homeopathy. It creates powers and principles, and points out signs by which they may be known, so that pro found legislators shall make wise laws against witchcraft, and conscientious jurymen shall show their abhorrence to this craft by con demning old women to the flames, who could i not prove their innocence by drowning in a pond! Your’s, truly, BAYARD. Col. N. J. B. fjome tforrespouDcnce. For the Southern Literary Gazette. NEW-YORK LETTERS—NO/27. j Rathbun Hotel, New York , \ Nov. 1, 1848. ) My dear Sir: —Dropping in at Putnam’s the other day, l looked into some pleasant j shadows of the past, in the shape of sundry old placards printed in London at the period of the Bonaparte terror. From these venera ble looking gentlemen in type, it seems that the threats of the ‘Corsican Tyrant,’ as they politely call the Grand Ernpereur, were to the good citizens of London like those of Cassius to Brutus. They looked upon the conqueror’s threatened invasion of England as a capital joke, admirably suited for a scare crow to naughty boys and girl. Among these hand-bills is the following pleasant ad vertisement : In Rehearsal: THEATRE ROYAL OF THE UNITED KINGDOM. Some dark, foggy night, in November next. will be attempted by a strolling company of French vagrants, an old pantomimic farce, called HARLEQUIN’S INVASION: OR THE DISAPPOINTED BANDITTI. With newmachinery, dresses,decorations, etc. Harlequin Butcher, by Mr. Bonaparte, irom Corsica, (Who murdered that character in Italy, Egypt, Switzerland, Holland, etc.) To which will be added, by command of His Majesty, and at the particular request of all good citizens, the favorite comi-tragic up roar, of THE REPULSE, or BRITON TRIUMPHANT! The parts by John Bull, Paddy Whack, Sawney Mac Snaeth, etc. —with chorus of ‘Hearts of Oak,’ by the Jolly Tars and Army of Old England, assisted by numerous bands of provincial performers, who have volunteer ed their services for the occasion. The whole to conclude with a grand illu mination and transparency of BRITANNIA RECEIVING THE HOMAGE OF GALLIC SLAVES. The new satire entitled “ A Fable for Crit ics, etc.” is now amusing the town. It is said to he very impudent, without any won derful degree of point. It is published anon ymously, but is known to be from the pen of Lowell, the poet. Lord Brougham’s Letter on the French Revolution attracts the atten tion of the philosophically and politically giv- j eti. It is considered to be rather heavy. The most beautiful of the numerous gift hooks of the season, is the “Lays of the Western World,” just published by Putnam. | Tt is a superbly illuminated edition, in exqui- i site binding, of a few short poems by popular 1 American writers. In artistic and mechani- 1 cal execution, it is unsurpassed by the Euro- j pean press. Intelligence of the death of a Mr. Ilallet here, was recently telegraphed westward, and at the other end of the line came out “Hal leck,” whereupon the papers thereabouts went into obituary hysterics and panegyrics upon the great public loss, in the death of the gift- ‘ ed author of Marco Bozzaris! The Courier , fy Enquirer hopes that the news is at least fifty years in advance of the mail. Indeed, it would he a very great pity if the poet should live so short a time to enjoy the generous an nuity of two hundred dollars bequeathed him by his particular friend, John Jacob Astor! Let him live half a century longer, and he will realize the mighty sum of ten thousand dollars from the lavish kindness o£ liis de funct patron. A son of Tyrone Power, the lamented com edian, made a debut the other evening, at the Park. Much was expected from him, of course, but unfortunately very little was re alized. At Mr. Macready’s benefit, a German mu sician made a very amusing “ first appearance in America.” His odd personel , and his gro tesque bearing as he seated himself at the piano, excited a titter all over the house. — He took his scat with a jerk, drew off his white gloves and dashed them on the instru ment with a jerk, made use of his cambric and cast that down with another jerk—then, being very near-sighted, he bowed his bushy noddle, so that his locks swept the keys, and made a grand dash at the middle of the board; a pause and a second dash on the right; ano ther awful pause, and a third onslaught upon the bass ranks ; then a moment's respite, and sixteen or more rapidly consecutive and fu rious dashes all about! His performance ended, he retired amidst the continued plau dits of the audience, interpreting into an encore , he retraced his steps across the stage, and again perched himself upon the stool. Scarcely had lie struck a note, before the stamping was renewed. Disconcerted by what he considered an interruption, he hesi tated. halted, and rose to retire. The ap plause, mingled with counter hisses, increas ed, and once and twice and thrice again, he sat down and got up, and finally withdrew disconcerted, amidst a hubbub of laughter, hisses, and bravissimos! Although really an excellent performer, this awkward affair will probably affect all his cis-Atlantic for tunes. Upon what trifles do success or fail ure hang in this sublunary sphere! The Hon Dixon 11. Lewis, U. S. Senator from Alabama, died in this city last week, and his remains were conveyed to Greenwood Cemetery on Saturday. The highest civic honors were paid by the municipal authori ties, and by the people, to the memory of the deceased statesman, and he was followed to the grave by a large concourse of sorrowing admirers and friends. The late intelligence of the appearance of the Cholera in England, has not a whit abated the fear that it will, ere long, reach our own shores, It is a theme of constant converse among sickly old gentlemen and the antiqua ted fair of Gotham, but I hope that we may long he able to laugh at their terrors, and to find pleasanter subjects of gossip than lugu brious reports of Boards of Health. FLIT. uin historical Skctcl). For the Southern Literary Gazette. THE SOUTH SEA BUBBLE. BY C. L . WHEL.ER. The people of Rome —and others of the South of Europe who “do as the Homans do,” —are privildged to play the fool during the few days’ continuance of their Carnival; hut when two nations, alike celebrated for tlieir industry and sedateness, play the Tool for years, the matter becomes a wonderment to the historian. We allude to the “ Tulip Mania” and the “ South Sea Bubble,” two of the most striking instan ces of infatuation known in the history of the human race. We have deemed that a succinct account of the latter would not be out of place in your Literary Gazette . In the year 1711, a charter was granted to a company of South Sea Traders, —a company , formed somewhat on the plan of the celebrated East India Company. In the interim from l 1711 to 1718 the Company bad prospered in an i undreamed-of degree; —a bill had passed both , Houses of Parliament enabling the King, (Geo. the First,) to accept the gubernatorial control of the Company, which honor.ho accepted by appearing in the House of Lords and giving his signature to the bill. On. the 27 th ot Jan | uary, the next year, (1719,) the Company sub mitted a scheme to Parliament for paying off 211