LADY DULWER'S HUDDLE FAMILY.

THE first production of this lady uever reached us; and The Bubble Family is very probably a less effective work than Chereley, from the personal feelings of the writer being less brought into play, and the reader caring less for fictitious personages than for the scanda- lous revelations which Cheedee was reported to contain. How- ever, we must deal with the known.

The Budget of the Bubble Family, then, is a work displaying

some shrewdness and great smartness in the writer, but bearing evidence of an undisciplined mind, and showing considerable want of literary skill. Lady Bte.wEa has evidently talent, and has seen a good deal of society, if not of life ; but she does not so much reflect the originals she has observed, as convey her own in- terpretation of them, and that in the form of caricature ; the most • ludicrous or depreciatory point being selected and presented to the mind by some tart remark or ridiculous image. For example, in describing an officer's wife, she says that "she talked barracks, and looked bayonets; drilled her children daily, and cashiered her cook weekly; knew to an hour when Jackson 'joined,' or when Smith

got a step.'" Again, in her description of the Whigs- " There is something exceedingly martial in the tactics of %Vhig policy : all their achievements are conducted upon the plan of a siege, wherein the scaling-ladder is of no use when once the fortress is gained, and may be thrown aside as soon as possible."

.A similar love of point is visible in her names—as Dr. Damnem-

all, Mr. M‘Everputr the player, and Mr. Guzzleeat the actor's low and unprincipled toady of the press. When the object does not admit of this peculiar style of description, Lady Bui.wee is literal ; taking an inventory of furniture, features, or conversation, and becoming dry, when, as is generally the case, the originals do not possess any striking points; but it' they do, her touches are characteristic—as in the speech-sparing Colonel, whose invariable answer was, " A just so—just so The Bubble Family consists of three stories, or rather of two stories and an episode, all woven together : but Lady BULWER seems to have got her conceptions of life from some of her husband's novels, rather than from her own observation. The Bubble Family, whose humours, characters, and adventures, first at their own estate in the country and subsequently at Paris, form the broad comic of the tale, resemble sonic of Sir EDWARD'S caricatures of country families; except that Lady BuLwER dis- plays a coarse breadth of humour, which her lord could not attain, or shrunk from as vulgar. The episode of Mr. Carlton seems to have been derived from the tale of Sir Reginald in Pelliani: and it is difficult to decide which of the two is the more unlike nature. The love-story differs little or nothing from the hundreds of other love-stories which are to be found in hundreds of other novels, unless it be in the slender and artificial cause of the distress, and the magnificent manner in which it is made to terminate.

Lady BuewEe states in her preface, that "she writes for bread, and shall continue to write." It' this is the case, she had better

pay more attention to the rules of art ; for she possesses talent sufficient to rival her friend Mrs. TROLLOPE, (to whom she dedicates The Bubble Family,) yet few persons will read her present novel through. This defect is traceable to three causes, resolvable into one—that of intruding things which are not only unnecessary, but perfectly foreign to the matter in hand. She bestows the same pains upon the mere or eroXXot of the piece—the servants and subordinates—as she does upon the prinCpals ; reporting their conversation at a length which no mortal patience can endure. By means of three characters—

a tutor, a pupil, and a learned humorist she pours forth a great deal of classical and other reading, whether of her own or furnished, but perfectly out of place, and not over curious.

Frhe too frequently occupies her pages with opinion“ whHI when they refer to the autobioura-

phy - • -• Still, r " what r. ,•:::

wee jef..o

eet the per,enal feelieg, of the writer are less brought

into eie% in CA, eeky, we speak with reference only to the pro- treble ee.e. ,of the ve,.: upon her mind. Lady Her.ws:it dedares that the per . %re-1;e.! res of the Bobble Family are actual existences :

the eare.e. 5, of Mr. Everpuff is too staring to be mis-

taken ; acid In it, lilac': a lurking errime.r which a mere

of/sr:loser seldree At the steno: time, v.'e cannot say that

it leave, a favoura!,l,:. 'if' the of the writer.

is t././. tr-tic:h " teat darigerous thing a female wit." nent man, or are presented in the shape

o, the wit of Vote-AIRE OF of Den Juan. chrieusly untrained—she so clearly writes "—that we know not whether any sudden or Thoth,' Of COHIDO-,ili011 WOLII'l be very suc- ee pet heredf through a course of study; if' she : arid aleee all thinee, learn that le erai n'emt much l- i'tt';restittg.

Besides the humours of the Bubble Family, those persons serve as pegs to introduce other matters—as a Whig Minister's visit to the country on electioneering business; and an introduction to a country manager's family, who describes

111‘EVERFUFF.S STYLE OF ACTING, AND SOMETHING ELSE. "Oh, dear sir," nasaled Mr. Sitneoe, " he comes nearer to the great M'Ever- puff t him any living actor. Do you mark how he hisses and clips ltis words, and what spirit he throws into the love-scenes! nothing soft or whining about hint. He reminds me so of a play I saw M'Everpuff in-1 can't remember the name of it; but 1 know there's a player in it for one thing ; and to see the way he doubles his lists at Heaven, as though he insisted on being heark is the most astounding piece of acting 1 ever saw, And then in the love-scenes, instead of wooing and slicing, and all that sort of thing, he puts his arms akimbo just as you may see a Hungerford market fish-with do when mackarel arc first in, and she says to a customer, ' Here they are—three it shilling; you may take 'ern or leave 'em, just as you please—but I don't 'bate one farthing' ; which of

course brings 11w lady to her senses more than all the coaxing and hoaxing in the world. Dear me I I wish I could remember the name of the play : I saw it the first night it came out—anti how the house was packed. to he surel too free to be easy, and, therefore, some very undiscriminating and injudicious indi-

viduals,—I recollect, on two occasions, during the play, when M'Everpuff was sadly annoyed. They had had their orders, you understand, Sir, to clop inces- santly. Well, once 31'Everpu tr'sbel net fell MI, and they eiapeed tits ten minutes. Another time, he blew his nose naturally, and the whole house rose and waved their handkerchiefs. Hut he's a wonderful man, Sir, a wondertul man! he understands the business so thoroughly. When he was going to act at the Haymarket, he sent his friend Mr. Guzzlecat, who does all the theatrical reviews, or I may say sham-tieles, for him, down to the manager to say that he would camel his engagement if he did not insert the word 'great ' in the playbills—, the great tragedian, Mr. M'Everputf." I untliirstood,' said the innocent manager, ' that 31r. 31.Everpuff did not approve of the plastering system pursued towards hint, and that it was that has made him as thin as a 13th " No more he does,' stammered Guzzlecat, 'butt it's his friends, it's his friends; and what's the use of friends, especially in the press, it' they can't puff a man into a demigod, or blow him into a devil ? ' And you see. Sir, how it answers. M'Everputf is what I call a regular dramatic steam-engine; he won't let any thing come near him but his own train: the moment they do, Guzzlecat blows the coals, more vapouring is the result, and it's all right, be- cause as he takes all the baggage and lumber of the first-class free, he's sure of their support."

LADY ;JOHN BUBBLE.

There was not that living thing Lady John could not get something out of, She would have courted a spider had she wanted to get rid of a fly ; and her charities were invariably dispensed through the medium of subscriptions levied on her acquaintance. She was a great person for bazaars and fancy-fairs ; the surplus of which she always bought up fur a song, and either appropriated to her own use or sold at sonic future charity for treble the original volute. As a parent, she spared no words; and if talking about it constitutes education, Johndina's was perfect.

THE INVENTORIAL STYLE.

The room was a high wainscoted room, painted white, with black horse-hair chairs and sofa: on the mantlepiece, which was also high, were several shells, mid long purple hyneinth.fllasses: in one corner of the room was a harp, with most of the strings broken : between the windows was a small chaise longue, with a chintz cover, and before it a small sofa-table, on width was a work- basket, blotting-book, and envelope-case ; a slate, a doll, it spelling-book, and child's bonnet, littered the horse-hoir sofa, while nothing but a smelling-bottle and a pocket handkerchid, trimmed with broad English lace, appeared on the chaise longue.

CURIOUS IF TRuE.

A gentleman just returned from Egypt told the author, that, doubting the miraculous elicits attributed to the ancient modes of embalming, he took a mummy, too thousand years old, plunged it into a warm bath till all the bite.. Meli was detached from it ; when the flesh instantly phunped up like that of a living person, and in a few hours was in a state of decomposition.

Mingled with the pungent caricatures, overdone jests of action, or stock matter of novels, are some remarks which display con- siderable shrewdness, but generally more or less tainted by a tart or soured spirit.

FRIENDSHIP.

Cecil had yet to learn, and a most disagreeable study it is, that half we ascribe to enmity in this world should he attributed to indifference: people are not thinking or troubling their heads about us. Knowledge of the world does not so much prove to us that we have many enemies, as convince us that we have few friends. Hundreds of persons, we are continually told, " speak most kindly " of us, who, nevertheless, would not walk across a room to serve or to right us: indeed, the great ditrerenee between friemls and foes appears to be this—friend-hip, in nine cases out of ten, seems to act upon the worthy indi- viduals who profess it as a sort or moral paralysis, which prevents their stirring

one inch to evince it ; on the contrary, enmity contrives to strip both Mercury and Thne of their wing.; to carry its feelings into action.

CHILDREN OF THE PooR.

Charles 'iamb has truly and touchingly remarked, that common people's children "are dragged tip, not brought up." There is a prociailty—not, indeed, of intellect, but of prudence and worldly wisilom—in them, ti it is truly pain- ful. Care has usurped the empire of carelessness, that legii invite monarch of a child's being; and, like all usurpers, has, iii the veltemCIIVA: or his achieve- ments, MI6:if/Med the dow nrirch of Time. Life ite.idf, which among the children or the rich is ott exuberant overflowing, that, lavish it its they thay, still 'I:' is anion;.; tlii,e of the poor is it lean phantom, grasped

at wt: p :in ai.il imilotailied with a straggle : in short, they know nothing of

Viltt I, but its feebien-Hi nod its ; its bloom and its lopiyinicy being, 1:ke every other luxury, beyond their reach. To me the moo paitibil sight in tin world I, a lees, that is, a destitute child. Whatever inkery a grown person into, a tlion..and suppositions are left thr Its palliation : they eree once have I, cut well off, in they May late hell the art :OCCI'S or their (OM ri,:th and tley in:ly live to an hi ter days: hut childreo—they ean have done Ind deserrc that the on, nutoortgwAed. at Du: Fall, the carele:ts- fieiti Gl. youth, should he taken .n11 therm