Gambar halaman

to you.

Inq. I beg your pardon, Madam; but I don't| Ing. I see you will have your own way. lives so long--and I dare say he will, for he's care about hearing Scripture just at this moment. Mrs. T. You have just found it out, have you got the dry wilt, and they say such folks never I'm bound to go according to law and not ac- You are a smart little man!

dies. cording to gospel.

Ing. Have you mentioned the whole of your The census man having inquired the number Mrs. T. I should think you went neither ac- family?

of females of the different ages, and received cording to law nor gospel. What business is it Mrs. T. Yes, sir, that's the whole-except the the like satisfactory answers, next proceeded to to you to inquire into folkses affairs, Mr. Thing- wooden-headed man in the other room. inquire the number of deaf and dumb persons. umbob?

Inq. Wooden-headed!

Mrs. T. Why, there is no deef persons, exInq. The law, makes it my business, good Mrs. T. Yes; the school-master, that's board- cepting husband; and he ant so deef as he prewoman, and if you don't want to expose your-ing here.

tends to be. When any body axes him to take self to its penalties, you 'must answer my ques. Inq. I suppose if he has a wooden head, he a drink of rum, if it's only in a whisper, he can tions.

lives without eating, and therefore must be a pro- hear quick enough. But if I tell him to fetch Mrs. T. Oh it's the law, is it? That alters the fitable boarder.

an armful of wood, or feed the pigs, or tend the case. But I should like to know what business Mrs. T. ( no, sir, you are mistaken there. He griddle, he's as deef as a horse-block. the law has with people's household matters. eats like a leather judgment.

Inq. How many dumb persons? Ing. Why Congress made the law, and if it Inq. How many slaves are there belonging to Mrs. T. Dumb! Why, there's no dumb body does’nt please you, you must talk to them. the family?

in the house, except the wooden-headed man, Mrs. T. Talk to a fiddle-stick! Why, Con. Mrs. T. Slaves? Why, there's no slaves but I and he never speaks unless he's spoke to. Το * gress is a fool, and you're another. and my husband.

be sure, my husband wishes I was dumb, but he Ing. Now, good lady, you're a fine looking Inq. What makes you and your husband slaves? can't make it out. woman, if you'll only give me a few civil an Mrs. T. I'm a slave to hardl work, and he's a Inq. Are there any manufactures carried on swers, l'll thank you. What I wish to know first slave to rum. He does nothing all day, but here? is, how many are there in your family. guzzle, guzzle, guzzle; while I'm working, and Mrs. T. None to speak on; except turnip-sau

Mrs. T. Let me see, (Counting on her fingers,) stewing and sweating from morning till night, sages and tow•cloth.
there's I and my husband is one-
and from night till morning.

Inq. Turnip sausages!
Inq.. Two you mean.

Ing. How many free coloured persons have Mrs. T. Why yes, turnip-sausages. Is there Mrs. T. Don't put me out now, Mr. Thing- you?

any thing so wonderful in that? ummy. There's I and my husband is one Mrs. T. Why there's nobody but Diana the Inq. I never heard of them before. What Inq. Are you always one?

black girl, Poll Parrot and my daughter Sue. kind of machinery is used in making them? Mirs. T. What's that to you, I should like to Inq. Is your daughter a coloured girl? Mrs. T. Nothing but a bread-trough, a chopknow. But I tell you, if you don't leave off in Mrs. T. I guess you'd think so, if you was to ping knife, and a sausage filler, terrupting me, I wont say another word. see her. She's always out in the sun-and she's Inq. Are they made of clear turnips? Ing. Well, take your own way, and be hanged tanned up as black as an Indian.

Mrs. T. Now you're terrible inquisitive. Inq. How many white males are there in your What would you give to know? Mrs. T. I will take my own way, and no thanks family under ten years of age?

Inq. Why I'll give you the name of being the to you. (Again counting her fingers.] There's Mrs. 1. Why there ant none now—my hus- most communicative and pleasant woman I've I and my husband is one; there's John, he's two; band don't carry the mail since he's taken to met with for the last half hour. Peter is three, Sue and Moll are four, and Tho drink so bad. He used to carry two; but they Mrs. T. Well now you're a sweet gentleman, mas is five. And then there's Mr. Jenkins and was’nt white.

and I must gratify you. You must know we bis wife and the two children is six; and there's Ing. You mistake, good woman; I meant mix with the turnips a little red cloth, just Jowler, he's sevenmale folks, not leather mails.

enough to give them a colour, so that they Inq. Jowler! Who's he?

Mrs. T. Why, let me see: there's none ex- needn't look as if they was made of clear fat Mrs. T. Whose Jowler! Why, who should he cept little Thomas, and Mr. Jenkins' two little meat; then we chop them up well together, be but the old house dog? girls.

put in a little sage, summer savory, and black Inq. It's the number of persons I want to Inq. Males, I said, Madam, not females. pepper; and then fill them into sheep's inwards; know.

Mrs. T. Well, if you don't like the fe, you and they make as pretty little delicate links as Mrs. T. Very well, Mr. Flippergin, ant Jow. may leave it off.

ever was set on a gentleman's table, they fetch ler a person? Come here, Jowler, and speak for Inq. How many white males are there between the highest price in the market. yourself. I'm sure he's as personable a dog as ten and twenty?

Ing. Indeed! There is in the whole state.

Mrs. T. Why there's nobody but John and Mrs. T. Yes sir. Have you any thing more to Inq. He's a very clever dog, no doubt. But Peter; and John run away last week. it's the number of human beings I want to know. Inq. How many white males are there be. Inq. Nothing more. Good morning, Madam. Mrs. T. Human! There ant a more human tween twenty and thirty?

Mrs. T. Stop a moment-can't you think of dog that ever breathed.

Mrs. T. Let me see-there's the wooden- something else? Do now, that's a good man. Inq. Well, but I mean the two legged kind of headed man is one, Mr. Jenkins and his wife is Wouldn't you like to know what we're à going beings. two, and the black girl is three.

to have for dinner; or how many chickens our Mrs. T. O the two-legged is it? Well then Ing. No more of your nonsense, old lady; I'm old white hen hatched at the last brood; or how there's the old rooster, he's seven; the fighting heartily tired of it.

manycock is eight, and the bantam is nine

Mrs. T. Hoity-toity! hav'nt I a right to talk Inq. Nothing more--nothing more. Inq. Stop, stop, good woman, I beg of you. I as I please in my own house?

Mrs. T. Here, just look in the cupboard, and don't want to know the number of your fowls. Ing. You must answer the questions as I put see how many red ants there are in the sugar. Mrs. T. I'm very sorry indeed I can't please them.

bowl, I hav'nt time to count them myself. you, such a sweet gentleman as you are. But Mrs. T. “ Answer a fool according to his fol. Inq. Curse on your ants and all your reladidn't you tell me 'twas the two legged beings- ly"-you're right, Mister Hippogriff.

tions! [Exit in a huff.] Inq. True, but I did'nt mean the hens. Inq. How many white males are there between

Mrs. T. O, now I understand you. The old thirty and forty. gobbler, he's seven, the hen turkey is eight Mrs. T. Why there's nobody but I and my

BATTLE OF PLATTSBURG. and if you'll wait a week there'll be a parcel of husband—and he was forty-one last March. The enemy soon advanced up the shores young ones, for the old hen turkey is setting on Inq. As you count yourself among the males, of the lake to the river Saratoga, at the mouth a whole snarl of eggs.

dare say you wear the breeches.

of which stands the village of Plattsburg; backInq. D-n your turkies!

Mrs. T. Well, what if I do, Mister Imperti- ed and flanked by the forest, whose dark interMrs. T. O don't now, good Mr. Hipperstich-nence? Is that any thing to you? Mind your minable line it sweetly breaks with its neat er-I pray you don't. They're as honest turkies own business if you please. as any in the country,

Inq. Certainly-I did but speak. How many bosom of a circular bay, which receives the

and cheerful dwellings, overlooking the silver Ing. Don't vex me any more. I'm getting to white males are there between forty and fifty. waters of the river. Continual skirmishes now

Mrs. T. None.

took place between the enemy and flying parMrs. T. Ha, ha, ha!

Ing. How many between fifty and sixty? Inq. (Striding about the room in a rage.) Have

ties of militia, seven hundred of which soon col

Mrs. T. None. a care, Madam, or I shall fly out of my skin. Inq. Are there any between this and a hun.

lected from the surrounding forests. The state Mrs. T. If you do, I don't know who'll fy in. dred?

of Vermont, which lines the opposite shores of Ing. You do all you can to anger me. It's the Mrs. T. None-except the old gentleman.

the lake, then poured forth her mountaineers. two-legged creatures who talk, I have reference Inq. What old gentleman? You hav'nt men.

Scattered through a mountainous country, it to. tioned any before.

might have been thought difficult to collect the Mrs. T. O now I understand you. Well then Mrs. T. Why, gramther Grayling--I thought scanty, population; but the cry of invasion our Poll Parrot makes sevgn and the black girl every body knew gramther Grayling--he's a echoed from hill to hill, from village to village ; eight.

Thundred and two years old, come August, if he some caught their borses from the plough,


be angry.

others run off on foot, leaving their herds in the terrupted; the anxious inhabitants, lining the which is not repose,' pervading all classes. I pastures, and scarce exchanging a parting bless- heights, and straining their eyes and ears to was much struck by a practical illustration ing with their wives and mothers, as they catch some signal that might speak the fate of which was one day afforded by a Haytian of handed them their muskets.

a combat on which so much depended. The the truth of this remark.-An Englishman had “From the gray sire, whose trembling hand distant firing and smoke told when the fleets desired a porter in the house where he was ? Sould hardly buckle on his band,

were engaged. The minutes and the hours employed, to go on some message for him to a To the raw boy, whose shaft and bow

dragged on heavily; hopes and fears alternately short distance. As I was interested in it, I Were yet scaree terror to the crow,

prevailing; when at length the cannonading waited his return, which was delayed much Each valley, each sequester'd glen, Muster'd its little horde of men,

suddenly ceased, but still with the help of the longer than it ought to have been. At last the They met as torrents from the height telescope, nothing could be distinguished across messenger appeared, “creeping like a snail:' my In highland dale their streams unite; the vast waters, save that the last wreath of acquaintance called out, in the usual phrase on Still gathering as they pour along,

smoke had died away, and that life, honour, such occasions, Vite! vite!' which seemed A voice more loud, a ride more strong.' and property were lost or saved.

rather to retard the motions of our Mercury, Their guns on their shoulders, a powder flask Not a sound was heard, the citizens looked At last he arrived; and, on my asking, · Pourat their sides, sometimes a ration in their pock- at each other wiihout speaking; women and quoi, mon ami, est ce que vous ne courez pas?

ets, crowd after crowd poured into Burlington; children wandering along the beach, with many he replied, with the most imperturbable gravity, • and all, as a friend who had witnessed the of the Vermont troops, who had continued to Nous ne courons pas dans ce pays ci. Had

scene, described it to me, “ came on a run, drop in during the day, but found no means of there been any drollery, it night have been whether on their own legs or their horses.” crossing the lake. Every boat was on the other cited as a specimen of llaytian humour; but it

The beautiful little town of Burlington co-shore, and all were still too busy there to ferry was no such thing; it was the sober envinciavers the breast of a hill on the opposite shore, over tidings of the naval combat. The evening tion of a principle. If a doubt remain on a and somewhat higher up the lake than Platts- fell, and still no moving speck appeared upon the stranger's mind as to the correctness of this burg. Here every boat and canoe was put in waters. A dark night, heavy with fogs, closed view of the case, let him ride through Port-au requisition; troop after troop hurried to the in, and some with saddened hearts slowly sought Prince at any hour of the day, and he will see shore, and as the scattered crowds poured into their homes, while others still lingered, hark- • confirmation strong.' The manner in which, Plattsburg, they collected in lines on the Sa-ening at every breath, pacing to and fro dis- at all hours of the day, the women and men are nanac to resist the passage of the enemy, or tractedly, and wildly imagining all the probable seen lounging under canvass, strained in front struck into the woods with orders to harass and possible causes which miglit occasion this of the houses to exclude the sun, is no bad actheir rear.

suspense. Were they defeated—some would companiment for the sentries in chairs; and I The fleet was not equipped; and when that have taken to the boats: were they successful suspect there is no part of the world where of the enemy appeared in sight, moored across -some would have burned to bring the tidings. more time is literally “wiled away' than in the entrance of the bay. With such breathless At eleven at night a shout broke in the dark- Hayti. The impress of listless indolence is dealacrity had the Americans prepared to meet ness from the waters. It was one of triumph. cidedly given to all animated nature; even the the encounter, that one of the vessels which Was it from friends or enemies? Again it broke dogs and pigs wander about in an apathy unthen entered into action, had been built and louder; it was recognized and re-echoed by the seen elsewhere. The latter seem so lean, as equipped in the space of a fortnight; eighteen listeuers on the beach; swelled up the hill, and almost to convince the spectator that, contrary days previous to the engagement the timber of Victory! victory!" rang through the vilage. to the habits of their race, they have abandonwhich it was constructed, had been actually I could not describe the scene as it was de- ed gluttony. I was once struck by a dry regrowing in the forest upon the shores of the scribed to me; but you will suppose how the mark made by a caustic fellow: •D-n these lake.

blood eddied from the heart; young and old ran Ilaytiảns, they cannot even fatten a pig.' The British flotilla, under the command of about frantic; how they laughed, wept, and whether this be true or not, or whether the Captain Downie, mounted ninety-five guns, and sung and wept again. In half an hour, the climate exercises the enervating influence asupwards of one thousand men: the Americans, town was in a blaze of light.

cribed to that of Naples, I will not presume to under Com. M·Donough, eight hundred men.

decide; but it is a certain fact that wretched The first exchange of cannon between the fleets

pigs and scarecrow dogs abound.” was the signal of the armies on land. A despe ACCOUNT OF THE BLACK REPUBLIC.--Mr. rate contest ensued." The British, with daring Mackenzie, British Consul-General in St. Do

CCRIOUS CIRCUMSTANCE.-bravery, twice attempted to force the bridges, mingo, has just published, under the title of

-The following is and twice were driven back; then tilling up the Nvies on Huyti , some very interesting details the account of one of the most singular copart

: river, a detachment attempted to ford; but here and observations made during his residence in neries that ever was formed; and did we not a volley of musketry suddenly assailed them that island. The enervating effect of the cli- know the circumstances narrated to be strictly from the woods, and forced them to retreat with mate, or the relaxation of military discipline, true, we should hesitate about giving them loss, appears in the remarkable fact that sentinels publicity. About three weeks ago, a blackbird

and a tlirush commenced buikling a nest conThe issue of the day was felt by both parties insist on sitting whilst on duty. “At most of

jointly in the public garden at the inclosure. to depend upon the naval engagement then the military posts," says Mr. Slackenzie,“ the For some time the work went smoothly on, raging in the sight of both armies. Many an strange exhibition is made of chairs or seats though the hens did not seem to relish the unanxious glance was cast upon the waters by for the sentries on duty, and hammocks for the dertaking, and at last broke out into open feud. those stationed near the shore. For two hours remainder of the guard. The first place at Owing to their bickerings, the males could only the conflict remained doubtful; the vessels on which I remarked this singular arrangement attend to the nest building by fits and starts, so either side were stripped of their sails and rig- was in front of the President's house. At the that nearly a week elapsed before the work was ging; staggering and reeling hulks, they still outlet to Leogane, I have repeatedly seen the completed, though little more than half that pe. gave and received the shocks that threatened sentirel squatting on the ground, holding his riod is usually required for completing a blacă. to submerge them. The vessel of the Ameri- musket between his knees. From this singu- bird's nest. The most serious fray, however, can commodore was twice on fire; her cannon larly elegant attitude he is scarcely ever rous- took place the morning after the tenement was dismounted and her sides leaking ; the enemy ed, except by the clattering of horses' hoofs, completed, when both hens were about to lay. was in the same condition. The battle for a moving faster than is meet in the presence of a The thrush had had possession of the nest for a moment seemed a drawn one, when both at- Haytian Post. He then 'starts up, growling short time, when the blackbird most unceremo

This intrusion, it may tempted a mana uvre which was to decide the the awful words “Au pas!' so familiar to all niously turned her out: day. With'infinite difficulty the American slip trotting delinquents. There is also an adequate be supposed, was not willingly submitted to; but veered about; the enemy attempted the same stimulus to move him in the prospective confis- when resistance was no longer of any avail

, the in vain; a fresh fire poured upon her, and she cation of the plantains, yams, or fruit of any poor thrush fluttered in a state of apparent stu. siruck. A shout then awoke upon the shore; unhappy wight who, in contravention of the pidity from the nest to the ground, where she and ringing along the lines, swelled for a mo- code rural, strays to the market on forbidden dropped an ers: The gardener, who had obment above the roar of the battle. For a short days.” It can scarcely be imagined that a race the egg, and having waited till the blackbird respace the British efforts relaxed; but then, as of men accustomed to move at the cracking of tired, he put it into the nest. At another time if nerved rather than dismayed by misfortune, the cart-whip, should be equally active in the the hens quarrelled on the nest, but were sepa. the experienced veterans stood their ground, absence of such music. Hence we are inform-rated by the cock blackbird, who rushed in beand continued the fight until darkness con- ed by Mr. Mackenzie, that “ indolence and in- tween the two combatants, and spreading out strained its suspension.

activity are not, however, confined to the eini- his wings and tail, drove them away. Since that The little town of Burlington during the grants: they are the characteristics of the coun- time the hens have occupied the nest and laid busy hours, displayed a far different, but not try; there is a general air of listlessness, which their eggs alternately; and they are now hatching Jess interesting scene—all occupations were in- may be aptly described as a death-like languor them by iurns. One of the hens will continue


on the nest two and sometimes three days with- and minarets crown every hill. There is a still- [From the Author of Pelham's new novel of Paul

Clifford. ] out intermission; but the moment she quits herness and peace here, quite different from the post, the other hen occapies it, and remains pro- noisy clamours of the Italian shore, and far

STANZAS. bably as long. During this process the males more luxurious to the imagination; it is more When I leave thee, oh! ask not the world what that come and go, and occasionally sit on a neighbour agreeable alsó, to sail amidst the dwellings and

Which adores thee, to others may be! ing holly, where they cheer their respective palaces of a splendid city, that descend to the I know that I sin when from thee I depart, mates with the melody of their songs. The water's edge amidst trees and groves, than in a But my guilt shall not light upon thee! blackbird, however, seems to have the best of it, wide, open and barren bay. The bark that con- My life is a river which glasses a ray one of the thrush's. A day or two ago theretained the sultan was richly ornamented, and were two of the thrush's; though, notwithstand swept on with magical rapidity beneath the Whatever the banks that o'ershadow its way,

quick strokes of the rowers; he was seated, and It mirrors the light of thy love. ing this difference in number, the thrush sits on

plainly dressed, as is his wont, with a few of his Tho’ the waves may run high when the night-wind the nest as long, and is as attentive as her more

awakes, fortunate rival." It is a curious fact that the attendants, and looked on the beautiful scene

And hurries the stream to its fall; thrush sings during nine months of the year, around with a calm and placid aspect, different while the blackbird whistles during only three from the stern and disdainful one he had worn Tho’ broken and wild be the billows it makes,

Thine image still trembles on all! The thrush is also a tenderer bird, and suffers on the former occasion. No other monarch in severely from stormy weather.-Stirling Journal. Europe, perhaps, could gaze on a spectacle so

gratifying at once to his pride and pleasure, as THE BISCAYAN TO HIS MISTRESS. A DEXTEROUS KNAVE.-A Florentine no.the one that now opened to the sultan. His (From a collection of Peninsular Melodies, the English tary, who had little employment, bethought extended along the stream as far words by Mrs. Hemans, Mrs. Norton, and Mr. Bowring.)

Oh, softly falls the foot of love himself of the following expedient to raise mo- as the eye could reach, and of its countless

Where those he worships rest, ney. Having called on a young man whose population he was the sole and despotic master.

More gently than a mother bird, father was lately dead, he asked him whether The Asiatic mountains in the distance on the Who seeks her downy nest; he had received payment of a certain sum right, now covered with the soft blue outline And then I steal to thee, beloved,

Beneath the dark blue night, which his father had lent to another person that evening had given them, showed the ex

Oh, come to our unconquered hills, who had also died shortly before. The sontent of his dominion over the fairest part of the

For there the stars are bright. told him he had not found any such debt among globe.British Magazine. his father's papers. •I drew the obligation

Oh, pleasant 'tis to wander out,

When only thou and I with my own hands,' said the notary, and


Are there, to speak one happy thought have it in my possession; you have only to make

To that far silent sky. me a reasonable allowance for it.' The young A MALISON.-BY J. 0. ROCKWELL

The valleys down beneath are full

Of voices and of men: man purchased the forged deed, and cited the

Go forth-a world's before thee

Oh, come to our untrodden hills, son of the alleged debtor. The defendant

Which once to truth belonged;

They will not tell again. maintained, that it appeared by his father's

One common sky is o'er thee, books that he had never borrowed a farthing: And those whom thou hast wronged;

The balmy air may breathe as sweet and immediately called on the notary to tax him One common sun shall guide thee

With perfume floating slow; with the forgery. • Young man,' said the no

And them o'er being's wave,

But here, where thou and I may roam, tary, you were not born when this sum was

But peace shall be denied thee

The fresh wild breezes blow.
Till thou hast found—a grave.

Oh, here, each little flow'ret seems borrowed, but your father paid it back at the

To know that it is free,

I knew thee when unshaken, end of six months, and I am in possession of the

The winds on our unconquered hills

The fairest of them all, discharge. You have nothing to do but to

Are full of liberty.

I saw thee overtaken, make me a reasonable allowance for it. The

And fade, and droop, and fall; young man did so, and thus the notary cheated The spoiler's hand was on thee,

MARRIED, both plaintiff and defendant.

The spoiler's work was thine,
And misery had won thee,

By W. L. Norton, Esq. Mr. BENJ. PEMBERTON
To bow before her shrine.

Binns, to Mrs. SARAH DEALY, both of this city. CEREMONIOUS DRINKING IN CHINA.—The

I heard thee once proeliming

On Sunday evening, by the Rev. M. Force, Mr. parties arise from their chairs, with their wine

EDMUND BROWNELL, to Miss CHARLOTTE PETIT, The tokens of thy shame,

all of this city. cups held in both hands, and proceed to the And in thy triumphs naming middle of the room. They then raise their Than all a dearer name;

On Tuesday evening, by the Rev. Peter Wolle,

Mr. Joseph WORRELL, Jr. to Miss MARGARET F. cups as high as their mouth, and lower them I could have spared thee others,

Evans, all of this city. again until they almost touch the ground, the

And left them in thy blast,
For we had been like brothers,

On the evening of the 14th inst. by the Rev. Anlower the more polite. This process is repeat

thony Atwood, Mr. John A. MATHEWS, of this

But now my time is past. ed three, six or nine times, each watehing the

city, to Miss A BIGAIL SEHOLEY, of Burlington, N. J. Go forth, a curse is pressing

On the 12th inst. by William Milnor, Esq. Mayother's motions with the greatest exactness;

Upon my parched tongue;

or, Josian Johnson, of the Post Office, to MERCY nor will one of them drink before the other, On lips from which a blessing

ACKLEY, daughter of the late John B. Ackley, all until, after repeated attempts, their cups meet Can never more be wrung.

of this city. their mouths at one and the same instant, when Before I could have blest thee,

On Tuesday evening, by the Rev. James Mont. they empty them, and turn them up so as to ex

And sadly come to part,

gomery, D. D., CHARLES S. SMEIDLE, to Mrs. HaxBut now- can detest thee,

xaScott, both of this city. pose the inside, and show that every drop has

And spurn thee from my heart.

On the 18th inst. by Alderman Geyer, Mr. Tobeen drunk. After this, they hold the empty

Go-live-let memory nourish

RANCE O'NEIL, to Miss MARTHA BENDER. cups and salute one another in the same man

The stings that compass thee:

On the 5th of December last, by the Rev. Z. Ful. ner, retreating by degrees towards their chairs,

Let life unto thee flourish

ler, Mr. Jacob Broom, to Miss CORNELIA CRAIG, when they sit down to resume their functions But-like the Upas tree,

daughter of the late James G. Chamberlain, all of at the repast. Here, sometimes, a polite con And spread its poison round thee,

this city. tention takes place who shall be seated the first,

And dim thy forid face, and it is not decided until a number of ceremoTill lingering death had found thee

DIED, And stopped thy scathing race. nious bows, nods, curvings of the bodies, and

On Tuesday morning, in the 7th year of his When thou thy name hadst blended

age, motions of the hands, when they contrive to

With crimes and foul alarms,

THOMAS READ CONNELL, son of John Connell, of lower themselves into their chairs at one and

this city, And difamy descended

On Saturday, the 12th inst. in the 59th year of the same moment.—[Dobell's China.

And clasped thee to her arms;
One moment did I stagger;

his age, Capt. SAMUEL Savin, of the Northern Li



On Tuesday afternoon, at one o'clock, of a linger.

The briny flood, calm and warm evening, and a number of boats Have rusted on my dagger,

ing illness, ADAM SHEETS, in the 89th year of his

age. were passing in different directions, well-filled And that is free from blood.

On Thursday morning, CATAANINE, widow of the with Turks, who had come from their dwellings Go, and may misery haunt thee

late Jacob Allmendinger, in the 65th year of her and gardens, to enjoy the freshness of the hour. From morn till dewy night

age. Aud no where in the world, not even in the And untold terrors daunt thee

On Wednesday afternoon, Mr. JAMES Cannox, boasted Bay of Naples, is the evening hour so

In all thy dreams, till light;

in the 67th year of his age. lovely and luxurious as on the Bosphorus, flow

May all thy hopes be smitten,
Thy brightest hours be gloom,

& Checks, Cards, Handbills, and PRINTING of every ing, it may be said, through the heart of a vast

And infamy be written

description erecuted with neatness, accuracy, and despatch city, whose noble mosques and gilded domes In lightning on thy-tomb.

at this office.

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