one encounters are often those who have seen much of courts and have simply a suit of artificial manners, which they can very easily, on the smallest provocation, lay aside.
When the late Richard Grant White
went for the first time to England
, in middle life, he was described by the London
press as having “the figure of a guardsman and the bearing of a duke.”
Yet he always maintained that the very finest manners he had ever encountered were those of his grandfather, a modest clergyman in Connecticut
It is very much the same with our literary phase.
go to London
, catch the latest fashions and the latest slang of the literature of the day, learn the names of a great many authorlings who are happily not yet reprinted in this country, and come back thinking, like Sim Tappertit
and his fellow-revellers, that “there's nothing like life.”
They yearn to be cosmopolitan, whereas what they need is to be true men and women first, and let cosmopolitanism take care of itself.
The most cosmopolitan American writers of the last generation were undoubtedly Willis
and Bayard Taylor
; but what has become of their literary fame?
On the other hand, the American
names one sees oftenest mentioned