^*c . .0<^1- c C - X->- < d, < < Ci "^^ •- ^ -7 . d <^< ^* -cvc_d^ I di c-c ^^5 ;^ >^' AN ACCOUNT OF ABIMELECH COODY AND OTHER CELEBRATED WRITERS OF NEW-YORK JN A LETTER PROM A TRAVELLER, J 869 '"'' HIS 1-RIEND IN SOUTH CAROLINA. January 1815. Nexo-Tork, January lUA, 1815, DEAR SIR, Literary excellence has its favourites whom it selects to bless with its benign influence and to adorn with its highest honours. It is not confined to a particular spot, nor is it l)ounded by degrees of latitude. It wanders over the earth in search of superior minds, and whenever it finds setheriael intelligence, it applies the hand of cultivation;, and produces a harvest of instruction and amusement for the benefit of mankind. In some favoured places, nature seems to have put forth her utmost strength, and to have produced prodi- gies of genius and miracles of learning ; and it has been remarked, that after this she has been in a state of exhaus- tion for a long period of time, and that her offspring are correspondent. Athens was at one period, the great school of philosophy and learning, which enlightened the human race. This intellectual supremacy was, ftfter the lapse of many centuries, transferred to Rome. After a long night, it was revived under the Medici in Italy. In the reign of Louis XIV. of France, and of Queen Anne of Great Britain, constellations of great minds appeared resplendent in the literary heavens. Philadelphia has for a long time claimed to be the Athens of America. Connecticut has also for many years arrogated to herself similar honours. She has produced a plentiful crop of poets, who have aspired to be the wits of the west- ern world, and the venerable Morse has not hesitated to a-ward to her the palm of superior excellence. But while these literary Colossuses were striving for pre-eminence, the star of Ne^v- York was seen in the distant horizon, illu- minating as it ascended to the meridian, and finally astonish' ifhg the world by its superior lustre and effulgence. Previous to my visit to this celebrated city, fame had not been idle in trumpeting forth the praises of its wits and literary worthies. My expectations were raised to the highest pitch; and I fully anticipated in the feast of reason and the flow of soul, those intellectual pleasures which elevate man in the scale of creation. Under this impres- sion, I entered this renowned metropolis. Now says I, I am on classic ground ; on ground trodden by the Knick- erbockers and the Goodies, and the far-famed authors oi the History of All Nations ; of the Beau asid the Salma- gundi, and of the Analectic Magazine, and of the Magazine of Wonders. Perhaps on this very spot, Goody cherished his sublime ideas ; perhaps on this ground the great poet who sung so melodiously the lay of the Scottish Fiddle courted the heavenly muse. And when I entered my chamber, may be, though* I, this very room has been visit- ed by the great geniuses that have produced the three great magazines, the New- York Magazine, the Analectic Ma- gazine, and the IMagazine of Wonders. If so, sacred be the place ! may poetry deck and eloquence adorn it wlti; their choicest flowers. I was so agitated with these feelings, that sleep was in a great degree a stranger to my pillow. I was distui-bed in my slumbers by apparitions flitting before me, clothed in the, costume of Apollo and the Muses. Goody approach* ed me in the darkness of night, surrounded v/ith haloes of glory. He was a tall man, with an angelic countenance : the genius of symetry had moulded his limbs, and a more than a mortal brightness beamed from his eyes of fire. As I reached forth my hand to welcome the splendid vision, it vanished from H»y embrace, and I awoke in all the bitter- ness of disappointment. The next morning I sallied forth to gatlicr intelligence, and to see the literary wondcis of the great c;t\-. I went to the bookstores and to the litei^aiy rcems, and I even obtained introduction to sonie of the celebrated authors. The result of my inquiries I shall now communicate to you in as succinct a form as possible*. I found that New- York formed in more respects than one, a singular exception to the general state of things in America. Almost in every other place men %vrite for amusement or for fame — but here there are authors by profession, who make it a business and a living. This profession is not extensive, but it makes up in celerity its numerical deficiencies. And its usefulness in course of time, will render its votaries as acceptable to the public as they now are to themselves. At the head of the list is a venerable old gentleman from Scotland. He has published more books than any other writer in New- York. His History of Man and of All Nations are curious, and are pronounced by good judges to contain more solid inFcyntiatksn than the History of New- York by Knickerbocker. His Mental Flower Gar- den is a very agreeable present to young persons ; and his Magazine of Wonders has had a more extensive circula- tion than any ether periodical performance. This worthy old gentleman sometimes sacrifices to the muses, and indeed it is believed that the lay of the Scottish Fiddle owes some of its best lines to his munificence. The next writer is also from Scotland : he is an excellent classical scholar, and has published a Latin Grammar and Skome improved editions of the school classics. lie has also been concerned in writing for Low's Encyclopaedia* He has given to the world four lai-ge octavos on American Biography ; has written a History of the Yellow Fever, and Lately edited the New- Vork Ptiagazine. It is to he regret- ted that he has retired altogether from literary lucubrations, and has devoted himself to the science of arms. I have been introduced to a gentleman whose original profession ws^ that oi an ironmonger. He ha.i recently- 6 become a counsellor at law : I have not heard of any original writings proceeding from his pen, except a philippic against the celebrated orator Ogilvie, wherein he inveighs most se- verely against democracy, and lashes the republican party v/ith more fury than Xerxes lashed the Hellespont. His inti- mate friendship and relationship with Abimelech Coody the the Ladys' Shoemaker, has inti-oduced him to the Society of the Cordv;ainers ; in consequence of which he was appoint- ed as one of that body to deliver an Oration before the con- gregated Patriotic Societies ca the the 4th of Jul}-, which he performed as 1 am told to general sa«tisfaction. It has given me great regret that I have not been s^le to procure a sight of this celebrated production. On the same day, a great stateman and orator, Governcur JMorris delivered a speecli before the Washington Benevolent Society I have seen a very able criticism on the Cordwainer's Oration at- tributed to the author himself, in which he has instituted a comparison between it ajad th© crration of Mr. Morris. It is unnecessai-y to state that he pronounces his to be as superior in genius and execution as it is in public spirit ; and it instantly reminded mc of Plutarch's celebrated paral- lel between Demosthenes and Cicero. I have, indeeed, heard it sneeringly objected to his dis- course that the scent of the original cask still remained about the author and that his ironmongery education, like San- cho's key, which gave the whole butt of wine a chalybeate taste, has infected the purity of his style ; for that he has unv/ittln^^lv animated his countryman by the sound of the kettle instead of the drum, and has armed them with tlis spade and n\t puJi-axe^ Instead of the sword and the mus- quet. This gentleman has farther distlngui^^hed himself by transla- tions from the French. It is to be regretted that he is disqua- lified by the defect of his education from drinking the Pie- rian springs of classic lore. But he has endeavoured to atone for his deficiency by making great progress in Spa^ nish and High Dutch, nnd as he and Coody by uniting their legal honours have made one lawyer, so is it to be hoped that by clubbing their attianmeuts in language, they may produce one accomplished scholar. His face is rather va- cant, but the interior of his hands still display the marks .ci laborious contact with hard substances. Incongruous ae the association between the cultivation of ironmongery and literature may appear, yet it. is no less true, that another celebrated author by profession, was originally concerned in a hardware f5tore, and it is believed is still a sleeping partner. He was also brought up to the law; but like Blackstone and Jones he preferred the inspi- ration of the- muse to an intimate acquaintance with Bracton and Fleta, Spelman and Littleton: he has wisely determined that another Ovid should not in another Murray be lost : he has taken the road which leads to mount Par- nassus, instead of following the drudgery of the law, and has become the salaried editor of a Magazine. Although his Salmagundi is upon a thread-bare plan, yet its execution exhibits some strong traits of humour, and some fine flashes of imagination. The History of New- York by Knickerbocker, independently of its broad humour, is really intolerable. The heterogenous and unnatural combination of fiction and history is perfectly disgusting to good taste. Such delineations of human nature are like likenesses in wax-work. You neither see the chissel of Phidias nor the pencil of Apelles; but the rough delinea- tions of the untutored savage. The resemblance may be great, but it is nature without life, character without ex- pression, and it exhibits art without exciting interest. In reading such productions, the mind is continually tortured between the real and the fabulous, and they resemble the works of the pointer who should unite the neck of the horse to a human head. There is no doubt but that this gentleman possesses a ^h imagination. IJe has however expended the ener^ cf his mind in pursuing ridiculous combinations, in hunt- ing after quaint expressions, and in plundering from the stores of Le Sage and Cervantes, Rabelais and Scarron, Fielding and Smollet. As to real science and learning, his mind is a tabula rasa : he cannot read any of the clas- sics in their original language ; nor does he know the first elements of any science. I have spent an evening in his company, and I find him barren in conversation, and very limited in information. His physiognomy is intelligent, and I should, upon the v.hole, think favourably of him, had he not attempted to play the Joe Miller at a great man's table. Next to him may be ranked Dr. Henry, the author of a New and Complete American Family Herbal, illustrated with elegant engravings. Of this elaborate and highly scientific work, honourable mention is made in that reposi- tory of sound criticism, the Analectic Magazine. It appears that the Doctor is a great traveller, and that he has been thirty years a' prisoner among the Creeks. His mind is deeply stored with anecdote and lore, and next to Goody, he is the most splendid star in the galaxy of New- York authors. I have also seen a tall bow bent young gentleman who has attained universal reputation as a writer— He is deep- ly read in the history oi the heathen gods, and this I be- lieve is the full extent of his classical knowledge— His late reply to Southey's review of Inchiquin's Letters, is a well meant, although not ably executed refutation of malignant calumny. It was not necessary for him to exhibit so much knowledge of mythology, and when he pronounced the philosopher who, «'Eripuit Ccelo f ulineiv Sceptruinque tyrannls," as the Jupiter Tonans of this western world, he certainly ruined his reputation as a man of discrimination and taste, nor was it proper in him to make ^ parade of learnirig which he never possessed, and of books vliich he never saw — His affectation of reading reminds me of Pope's lines in the Dunciad. For mc, what Virg-il, Pliny may deny, Manillus or SuUnus shall supply. His parody on Scott is utterly destitute of the spirit of poetry. When with his magic pen, he converts inns into castles, tavern-keepers into barons bold, and rustic lasses into high born damsels, we are reminded of the exploits of the knight of the rueful countenance. But let us ascend to superior characters. I understand that the wits of New- York had established a Button's Coffee-House, in a celebrated Mead-House near the inter- section of Pine and William streets, and I often attempted to gain admittance into their sanctum sanctorum, but I vmfortunately never could succeed, — This was a kind of literary free-masonry, which shut its doors against the pro- fane ; but their enemies did not scruple to assert that this exclusion was intended to conceal the poverty of their knowledge, and their want of conversation talents, and at the same time to envelop themselves in mysterious im- portance : and I have heard them more than once compared to the Ugly Club, which, as it is composed of the hand- somest young gentlemen in the cit}', so the Club of pro- fessed wits is said to be made up of the greatest dunces that could be selected. But I was determined not to make up a definitive opinion until I could gain access to the celebrated ABIMELECH COODY, and after finding him as difficult of approach as the philosopher of Ferney, I at length had the pleasure of seeing him. I was certainly struck with his singular appearance, and I immediately pronounced him an extraordinary character. He rose from his chair when I was announced, and did not approach me in a direct line, but in a side-long way, or 10 diagonally, or in a kind of echellbn movement. This im- mediately reminded me of Linnaeus's character of a dog, which he says, always inclines his tail to the left. He held his head down, and did not look me in the face. This I at first attributed to the diffidence of a retired student, but I no sooner had a full view of him, than I instantly saw The proud Parnassian sneer, The conscious simper and the jealous leer. His Avhole preson is squat and clumsy, and reminds you of the figure called by children Humpy Dumpy on the wall. A nervous tremor was concentrated at the lower end of each nostril, which must have arisen from his habitual sneering and carping at every thing. If I had not enter- tained an exalted idea of his intellect, I should hai'c sup- posed that his sensorum had been tranferred from his head to his nose : and I was often tempted to say, prithee, dont look with that violent and inflexible wise face, like Solomon, at the dividing of the child, in an old piece of tapestry. I found him dry and reserved, although perfectly polite. I could not allure him into conversation, and I therefore determined to look into his writings before I pronounced him A wit wilh dunces, and a dunce with wits. In the first place I was referred to an oration before the Washington Benevolent Society : this I found like all other holiday political discourses, common place and virulent, without any solidity of thought, or depth of research, and with very little pretensions to eloquence. Besides, I could, never think a work like this a criterion by which to pro- nounce upon the merits of a literary character. I was next referred to the biographical works of this great man : he was described to me as a second Plutarch cr Johnson in Biography. With this favourable impres- 5!on, I looked into several pieces in the Anal,6ctic Maga' 11 zine signed V, and I was much disappointed to find that thej^ were principally stolen from Hardie and Eliot, and var- nished up in a new style. Now and then, the author elabo- rates a profound thought, but it has all the appearance of hard labour, and like straining out the last dull dropping of his sense. In some places he sins most egregiously against grammar and style. Take for instance, his life of Cad- wallader Golden : It opens in the following pompous sentence. " There is nothing which can afford a more sure indica^ tlon of the growth of national feeling, and the consequent formation of a more definite national character among us, than that curiosity and interest which has been of late so strongly manifested with respect to the history, anecdote, and the humble antiquities of our provincial annals." We have heard of the annals of history, but never of the histo- ry of annals : and the anecdote of annals is a still more rare occurrence. Abimelech Goody's Letter on Banks is also considered a great performance — And truly if it ever excites laughter, it must be at the nonsense, not at the wit which it contains. It is not «nlivened with a single ray of genius, or spark of wit, and the writer never more egre- giously mistook his talents, than in supposing himself en- dowed with powers for satire. I believe I have remarked upon all the works of the im- perial wit of New-York, commonly called Abimelech CooDY, and I must candidly say, that I never met with a man pretending to be a great literary character v/ho has done so little either as it respects the quality or the quanti- ty of his performances. In justice to him, however it must be admitted, that he possesses more knowledge than his brother wits : and this he may indeed have, and yet his ac- quisitions may be very scanty and limited. It is believed that he skims like a swallow over the 12 surface of science, and that he may be properly arranged in that order of sciolists who •« Commas nnd points Ihey set exactly right, "' And 'twere a sin to rob them of their mite." In order to have a full view of this great" man, it is ne- cessary to state that he was bred a lawyer, but his first grand exhibition in life was that of a rioter in a church : that he next personated a lady's shoemaker ; that he has finally settled down into a magazine writer for money, and into a captain of Sea Fencibles for money; and that he has be- come the head of a political sect called the Goodies, of a hybrid nature, composed of the combined spawn of federal- ism and jacobinism, and generated in the venomous passions of disappointment and revenge ; without any definite cha- racter : neither fish nor flesh; bird nor beast ; animal nor plant, but a non-descript made up of All monstrous, .-ill prodigious things, Abominable, miutterable and worse than Fable, yet has feign'd or Fear conceiv'd Gorgons and Hydras and Chimeras dire This account Avould be indeed a very unfair specimen of the literature and talents of N6w-York. It is but due to justice to state, that this city contains in its bosom, men of as great attainments in various kno\vledge, and of as high professional standing as any place in the world. Several of those g(;nllemcn have united into a society, called the Historical, Mhose name describes its object ; and into another association, called the LJtcranj and Philosophical Society : similar establishments, as the last, exist in South-Carolina, Pennsjdvania, Massachusetts and Connec- ticut : — and in JMassachusetts, there is also an Historical and Antiquarian Societ}'. In order to extend their use- fulness, and to acquire infornuiticn from distant parts. 13 tliese associations frequently admit distinguished persOiTg, in other states and countries, as honorary and correspond- ing members. They have been all patronized by the state governments ; and some of them have been favourably no- ticed by the general government. They are proud monu- ments of the zeal for knowledge and science, which per- vades the United States : and the names of their founders and patrons, will be transmitted with honom- to posterity. One would think that it would require more than Corin- thian brass, to attack such institutions with ridicule, or with seriousness. They certainly accumulate many import- ant facts, and furnish the grounds of many useful inven- tions. They have been encouraged in all enlightened coun- tries, and patronized by all patriotic governme»ts. They combine the most public spirited and best informed men of the nation, without reference to party or sect: and at all events, they produce well-meant, and in most cases, suc- cessful attempts to enlighten man, and to improve society. The literary striplings, of whom I have spoken, have made an attack upon tUese institutions, in their great work, called the Analectic Magazine. Without any comments on the modesty which dictated this measure, and the match- less intrepidity of face, which must distinguish such very young, and very ignorant men, in thus dashing their venom in the faces of their superiors, it is sufficient to re- mark, that their combined production, is as remarkable for its want of point, and its dearth of talent, as it is for its wanton abuse, and its flagitious disregard of truth. The strength of the attack, and the burden of the song, consists in falsely representing the institution of these associations, and their distant extension, as the offspring of avidity for literary honours ; not as tiie effect of a desire to increase the stock of human knowledge. The motives which proi- duced this miserable abortion of malignity, this fruit of dull heat, and sooterkin of wit, are various : and I shall briefly relate the predominant ones. 14 They had heard, that some of the wits In England, had attacked the Royal Society ; that Swift, Pope, and Arbuth- not, that illustrious triumvirate, had sometimes amused tiiemselves with the philosophers of the day, and that even one of them had said— " And sh.inc in all the dignitj' of F. R. S." Now as Pope, Swift and Arbuthnot, had attacked the Philosophical Society of Great Britain, ergo, Coody, Knickerbocker, and Scottish Fiddle, ought to attack the Philosophical Societies of the United States. The wits of New- York must do as the wits of Great Britain had done before, or they would not indicate their inherited blood, and would be out of the right line of descent. It is impossible that they can attain distinction, even if they gain admittance into these learned associations ; their information is so scanty, and their Intellects so feeble, that it is utterly out of their power to pursue any considerable train of investigation, or to arrive at any important scientific de- ductions. Of Coody it may be said, that he has a great ap- petite for learning, without any digestion : but the others have neither appetite nor digestion. Like Insects who buzz about the lamp of science, they may sometimes obscure its rays by their ptuiy wings, but they can never increase its effalgence nor continue its lustre. It is the invariable quality of little minds, to depreciate that excellence which they cannot reach, and to destroy that superiority which they cannot attain. Wlien Cot)dy and his associates, en- deavour to attach ridicule to knowledge, and to throw sci- ence into the back ground,it is because they can never aspire to any distinguished rank in the walks of literature. They satirize literary tides, because they are not so honoured ; and they abuse literary institutions, because theii are there exhibited in their diminutive size. With respect to Coody, I have recently had a piece oi information winch will serve as an additional clue to his 15 conduct. Avarice and revenge appear to be two promi- nent traits in his character. In Hall's Law Journal, vbK IV, I have met with a charge of the Honourable De Witt Clinton, Mayor of the City of New-York, in a case of a riot. It appears that Coody and seven others, were indicted ■for a riot in a church. The authorities of the College had refused a degree to one of the students, on account of con- tumacy. Coody and his associates, insisted that the de- gree should be conferred ; and ihcy Interrupted the exerci- ses of the day, and created a scene of confusion and uproar, which essentially disturbed the solemnity, and most fla- grantly violated the respect due to the holy place. The Mayor, in speaking of Coody's conduct, thus expressed himself: — *■' He too must be regarded as one of the ring- leaders of this disorder and disgrace. It is difficult to spci'ik in terms sufficiently strong, of his reprehensible conduct. A young man of his age, to have the boldness to mount the stage, and insolently to demand of the Provost the cau- ses of his conduct : — and then shaping himself into all the importance of an umpire, to exclaim, " Mr. Maxwell must be supported !" And afterwards to move that the thanks of the meeting be given to Mr. Maxwell, fur liis spirited defence of an injured man, " evinces a matchless inso- lence.'^ Coody was convicted, and instead of being sent to prison, as he ought to have been, he was let off with a fine and a severe reprimand. Since that time, he has like Hannibal on the altar, sworn revenge, and he regulates his ideas of men and things by Mr. Clinton"'s opinions, — alwa}s exhibiting himself in opposition. Mr. Clinton, amidst his other great qualifications, is distinguished for a marked devotion to science : — few men have read more, and few men can claim more various and extensive knowledge. And the bounties of nature have been improved, by persevering and unintermiited industry. It was natural that such men should have high rank in li- terary institutions ; and he was accordingly elected the Erst 16 President of the Literary and Philosop'aical Siociety of New- York : Coody of course points his envenomed arrows at that institution. The Royal Society has survived the satire of Pope, and the wit of Butler, and it is to be hoped, that the literary institutions of America, will exist and flourish, when Coo- dy and Knickerbocker have joined the Thersites' of for- mer times. We may smile at the tricks of the monkey, the sallies of the buffoon, and the repartees of the jester ; but we attach no solid respect to their exhibitions. A sick lion may be kicked even by an ass ; but an institution established upon the broad basis of public utility, by hon- ourable and high-minded men, for the purpose of extend- ing the empire of science, can never experience the fate of Actaeon, and be destroyed hy puppies » I am yours, with regard, THE TRAVELLER. tM'<^^^ *»^ C ^: <:<. «^cc c; . * > y: -^ ex . c*ic_ c '^ ^/^'^ CC <:i'C:c ■■■■ < „ C ^C ^^C C cc f- CjO 4LC>t. 1.^*^ ^TS- < cc ^df C Cc -^ C:C V (-(;<: CCC C^,^ tc^ '.c .Cy ^ ■^<: < C-- etc ^ " cc< <_ . re ^ ^ ^^ ^ :C- LiBRftRV OF CONGRESS 014 107 363 1