hundred bloody-minded fellows, kept chained for the purpose, might, with projectiles, batter to pieces every town in any neighbouring kingdom, without once stirring from our own shores: aye, rain rocks on Russia, or inundate the new continent by operating on the waters of the Atlantic. Surely a people so powerful, and using that power so little to the annoyance of others, must always be loved and respected by the states in their vicinity. It will be said a considerable time must elapse before such improvements could take place. Even so, still our advances in chemistry ought enable us to raise artificial storms on the coast, which would effectually deter an enemy. Suppose they ascended above the storms and came in balloons, musquetry would be sufficient to oppose them-such large bodies being very obnoxious to perforation. As perfection is a thing at which all phrenologists should aim, there ought be a yearly examination of those whose dangerous or deficient organs would thwart its progress; and thus, after two or three generations, we should become a nation of demigods. Where organs are mischievious or defective, it may be possible, by binding a weight on the offending part, to establish at once a mark and a corrective. It is probable, when we shall have arrived at this happy state, that means may be discovered for prolonging or perpetuating human life: and, about the same time, some mode of intercourse with the moon and other planets may be established, which would totally supersede the dread of a superabundant population, and prevent our becoming like "the cannibals who each other eat." I am borne out in this opinion by the general rule that nothing was made in vain; and it is but fair to think that the multiplication of worlds was but a provision of nature for phrenological discoveries. I have here thrown out matter to excite rather than to satiate inquiry; but, before I conclude, I would call the attention of the public to some circumstances which, properly considered, may make it probable that man, in his more perfect state, was cognizant of this divine science; glimmerings of which, like the glimpses of primeval existence that glorify the poets imagination, have broken in upon and illumined the darkness of his fall. To what are we to attribute the fashion of wearing top knots, or a tuft of hair on the front of the head, but a desire of appearing more than naturally benevolent? Was not the shorn crown of monachism intended to display the organ of veneration? and, from a similar motive, do not some Mahomedans of the present ́day, wear a long lock on the same spot to assist the angel of death in transporting them to their heaven? Was not the Round-headed Parliament framed upon this system-seeing that phrenology accounts those pericraniums most perfect in which equalization of developement produces an appearance of rotundity? Did not the Jesuits perform miracles in education by teaching on the system of distinct faculties?— Many other instances might be adduced, but I do not wish to wear out my subject. So farewell for the present; you may depend upon hearing how I succeed in my matrimonial speculations. POSTSCRIPT. All In about twelve months after the receipt of the foregoing article, we got, through the Post-office, a long letter from the poor Phrenologist, detailing his failure in the matrimonial speculation, and intimating his resolution of abandoning the doctrine in which hitherto he had been so firm a believer. things had gone wrong with him. He had procured a beautiful and interesting young creature, of very quick intellect, but all the bumps appeared to be placed awrv. Her organ of " tune," of which there was a most obvious developement, turned out a decided failure, and, from her progress in arithmetic, seemed to have assumed the function of "numbers." "Wit" appeared to have taken the place of "lower individuality;" and "order" changed position with "colour." Yet, notwithstanding all these disappointments, the amiability of her disposition won so upon him that he insensibly began to love her; and she returned the affection, but only with the feeling of a daughter. She met a young officer towards warmly returned. whom she contracted a tenderer passion, which was She avowed it to our kind hearted Phrenologist; who, with the disinterestedness so obvious through the whole of his confession, smothered his own love to gratify a passion more suitable, and she now stands with him only in the relationship of a dear ward, towards whom he exercises all the duties of a kind father. He finds more pleasure, he says, in watching over her education, than in his former vain attempts to ameliorate the condition of the human race. Phrenological studies he has particularly abandoned; but, if any of its advocates will discover and establish an organ of "red-coativeness," incident to all woman-kind, and almost without an exception, he may be tempted to give the system a new trial and a further investigation, HELLO ROBERT EMMETT. In the album of one, Who resides where thy name Is twined with dishonour, And blended with shame; Where the virtues, the glory, The hopes that adorned, Thy struggle, thy story, Thy death-scene are scorned.— Yes, Emmett, even here, Shall thy name be set down, 1ts value, its worth, She would cherish it too. For my sake, Felicia, Then let it remain ; 'Tis part of my spirit— The part without stain- "Tis blent with those watch-words No tyrant can quell, Harmodius, and Washington, Brutus and Tell! |