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cution: between four and five o'clock in the af ternoon he was taken from the prison by the executioners, who conveyed him to the place of punishment upon a kind of rope litter. On the way the unfortunate man conjured those whom he met to pray to God for him. He was then placed in a small car, and brought out before the church of St. Peter, to make the "amende honourable;" but he could not keep himself upon his knees, his legs having been broken to pieces by the torture he had endured, and falling flat upon his face, he lay in that posture until the executioners came and lifted him up. He then repeated his entreaties to the bystanders to pray for him. At this moment a Cordelier, whom he had vainly requested to see for the purpose of confession came up to him, and embraced him, saying, "remember the sufferings of our Lord Jesus Christ. You are a man of intellect, do not forget yourself. I bring you the blessing of your mother, who joins me in praying God to have mercy on you."

the sufferer. Then one of them took a lighted
torch in his hand, and holding it several times
to his face, said, "Wilt thou not, unhappy
wretch, acknowledge thy crimes, and renounce
the devil?" "I have no knowledge of the
devil," replied Grandier, "I renounce him and
all his pomps, and I entreat God to have mercy
upon me." Then father Lactantius, a re-col-
lect friar, fearing lest the executioner should
come and adjust the rope about his neck, and
strangle him, set fire to the pile with his own
hands. The flames quickly reached their vic-
tim: the executioner was unable to approach
him; and Grandier cried out, "Ah! where is
the charity of father Lactantius? This is not
what was promised me; but there is a God in
heaven, who will hereafter judge thee and me;
I foretel that thou wilt shortly appear before
him." Then addressing himself to God, he
said, with a loud voice, "Deus meus, ad te
vigilo, Miserere mei." The flames then en-
veloped him, and he was burned alive.

BIRDS.

(Concluded from p. 110.)

ROOKS.

This, however, was by no means agreeable to the enemies of Grandier, and therefore the good and pious monk was beaten, and driven away with brutal violence by the archers, at the command of their superiors. It was not What means that riot in your citadel? thought prudent that the people should underBe honest, peaceable, like brethren dwell? stand what pious sentiments the unhappy-How, while we live so near to man, can life Grandier entertained. The Provost's lieutenant, regretting the part he was compelled to perform, begged the accused to forgive him: you have not offended me," replied Grandier," you have performed your duty with humanity."

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A curé also, but whether one of those who had been leagued against him is not mentioned, came to ask his forgiveness, and to conjure him to pardon the injuries which had been heaped upon him. "I forgive every one," Grandier replied, as I hope God will forgive me."

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Be any thing but, knavery, noise, and strife?

THE PEACOCK.

Peacock, of idle beauty why so vain?
-And art thou humble, who hast no fine train?
It is not vanity, but Nature's part,
To show, by me, the cunning of her art.

THE JAY.

Thou hast a crested poll, and 'scutcheon'd
wing,

Fit for a herald of the Eagle king,
But such a voice! I would that thou couldst
sing.

fright;

And then, when screaming will not do, to fight.

THE SWAN.

Sing me, fair Swan, that song which poet's

dream!

Stand thou a hundred years beside this

stream;

The funeral pile, as it may justly be term--My bill has rougher work-to scream with ed, was now ready, the executioner seized upon his victim, and fastened him with an iron collar to a post, which had been fixed in the earth. The multitude, which consisted of persons from all parts of France, who had come purposely to see the show, was immense. Scarcely could the judges who had condemned him, and who were coming to witness the effect of their righteous sentence, make their way through the crowd. Hovering over the pile a flock of pigeons were seen, which would not by any means be frightened away. "They are, said one party, the devils, who are waiting for his soul. They are innocent doves, exclaimed others, come hither to bear testimony to the innocence of Grandier."

A large fly also came buzzing about his head; and one of the Capuchin friars, who had heard that the word Beelzebub signifies "Prince of Flies," exclaimed, "It is Beelzebub!" This same friar, with another brother of the same order, stood near the pile, book in hand, sprink. ling about holy water, and exorcising the wood and the air. A promise had been made to Grandier, that, previous to his execution, he should be permitted to speak to the people; but even this miserable consolation was denied him; for when he would have spoken, the two bearded monsters threw so large a quantity of holy water in his face that he could not speak. A moment or two afterwards he made a second attempt to speak, but one of the friars stopped his mouth with a kiss. "There" said Grandier, " is a true Judas's kiss," which put the monk in so great a fury that he struck the victim several times in the face with the crucifix, under pretence of making him kiss it. According to some relations the crucifix had been made warm, in order, we presume, to burn his

lips.

The last favour which his persecutors promised the unfortunate victim was, that, before the flames reached him, he should be strangled; but the two Capuchin friars contrived to intertwist the cord in such a manner that it was impossible it should compress the neck of

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I am; my talons and my beak bear sway; Art thou the king of birds, proud Eagle, say?

A greater king than I, if thou wouldst be, Govern thy tongue, but let thy thoughts be free.

THE HUMMING BIRD.

Art thou a bird, or bee, or butterfly?
-Each, and all three :—a bird in shape am I;
A bee, collecting sweets from bloom to bloom;
A butterfly in brilliancy of plume.

THE BIRD OF PARADISE.

Hail, Bird of Paradise!

-That name I bear,

Though I am nothing but a bird of air:
Thou art a child of earth, and yet to thee,
Lost and recover'd, Paradise is free:
Oh! that such glory were vouchsafed to me!

THE OSTRICH.

Hast thou expell'd the mother from thy breast,
And to the desert's mercies left thy nest?
-Ah! no; the mother in me knows her part;
Yon glorious sun is warmer than my heart;
And when to life he brings, my hungry brood,
He spreads for them the wilderness with food.

WHEATON'S TRAVELS.

Since the publication of Professor Silliman's Tour, we have not found a book of travels in Europe so entertaining as the volume just published in Hartford by the Rev. Mr. Wheaton, from which we have furnished several extracts. Mr. Wheaton's visit was made in 1823-4. He resided eight months in London, and spent some time in other parts of the United Kingdom and in France. His letters of introduction procured him access to the refined circles of the English metropolis. He attended the sessions of the most distinguished literary and philosophical societies; visited the Universities; enjoyed the company of their eminent professors, and was accustomed to meet mem

bers of both houses of parliame.'t socially. As | a clergyman of the Episcopal church, he received the attentions of the dignitaries and clergy of the establishment; and his account of ecclesiastical matters in England is fuller than we have found in any other American work.

Mr. Wheaton heard every where professions of the utmost kindness to America. Our literature, habits, laws, &c., were the subjects of constant inquiry-he heard our institutions and distinguished men spoken of in the most flattering terms. At a dinner of the Royal Society, the works of Barton, Nuttall, Wilson, and other naturalists, were mentioned with commendation. Sir Humphry Davy "spoke highly of our chemists and mineralogists, with whose labours he is well acquainted." The Professor of Modern History in Cambridge University, a strong whig, lecturing on the American Revolution, quoted freely from our historians: "he is well acquainted with our literature." Bishop Dehon's popularity is said to be unbounded: a gentleman assured the author that no sermons had been so much preached as his. Mr. Wilberforce desired him to trace on a Map of the United States, which he produced, the routes of the Canals formed or surveyed to connect the Valley of the Mississippi with the Atlantic. The Dean of Winchester "was eager in his inquiries about America, and snatching up his pen, began to note. down my replies. "Where could he find the best account of the United States-of the state of society-who had written the best history?" After hearing a large number of preachers, Mr. Wheaton concludes that English sermons evince a very defective theological education. He represents them as possessing very little impressiveness in their composition or delivery. The clergy have literature enough, but a practical sermon is of rare occurrence. This is a general statement, to which he found several individual exceptions.

Mr. Wheaton cautions his countrymen against the habit of feeing servants, lest they should render them as shameless in their extortions as they are in England, of which he gives many disgraceful examples, from the University printers to the lowest menials and street scrapers.

He pays the following testimony to the good feelings which exist towards this country:"In bidding adieu to this country of my forefathers, where I have passed the greatest part of a year, I should not do justice to my feelings, were I to withhold my testimony to the long established character of its inhabitants for cordial hospitality; and, to what seems yet a matter of doubt with many of my country men, the manifestation of none but kind feelings towards the American people. With regard to the latter, I have scarcely met with a single instance to shake my belief, that the mass of the English population view their descendants in the United States with a feeling of friendliness, which they entertain for the people of no other nation; and I can say with truth, that the attentions I have received from the great variety of persons to whom I have been introduced, have in no instance been less than I had reason to expect from liberal and enlightened men, and often far more than equal to the just claims of an obscure foreigner." Morning Journal.

ST. MAURICE. THERE is an air, which oft among the rocks Of his own native land, at evening hour, Is heard, when shepherds homeward pipe their flocks.

Oh, every note of it would thrill his mind With tenderest thoughts, and bring around his knees

The rosy children whom he left behind, And fill each little angel eye With speaking tears, that ask him why He wander'd from his hut to scenes like these.

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Ir will be necessary that the tourist should penetrate a considerable distance into Switzer. land, before he can form a correct judgment of the varieties of Swiss scenery, and more parti. cularly of Swiss character. The inhabitants of Geneva and Lausanne can hardly be termed Switzers, in the true sense of the word; so mixed are they with foreigners, and their habits and manners so imbued with foreign association. The character of the sturdy Swiss can scarcely be recognised among the pliant graces of more polished nations. As the traveller posts from town to town in the interior, or rambles with more humility, but with far greater pleasure, from village to hamlet, he will soon discover the marked superiority of the hardy Swiss peasant over the effeminate inhabitant of the city.

The road to St. Maurice, after leaving the lake of Geneva, continues along the banks of the Rhone, whose majestic waters glide rapidly along in their course to the lake, shaded by the exuberant foliage of beech and walnut trees, and rendered picturesque by masses of rocks which rise from its banks. The town is ap-proached by a magnificent stone bridge, which crosses the Rhone where it is very deep and rapid. It is two hundred feet long, and consists of a single arch, having on each side for its foundation an immense rock, which rises on the banks of the river, forming gigantic abutments, known by the familiar name of the Dent de Morcles, and the Dent du Midi. This bridge, independently of its situation, boasts the ancient and honourable distinction of having Julius Caesar for its founder. At one end is a tower which is now a chapel, and at the other is an ancient castle, through which the road has been made to St. Maurice.

The town of St. Maurice is singularly wild and beautiful. It is situated at the base of a line of rocks, many of which are formed into complete habitations, and almost always form part of the houses of the inhabitants. At a short distance from the town is a spot rendered interesting by tradition as the scene of the massacre of six thousand soldiers, called the Theban legion, by order of Maximian, for their stubborn adherence to the Christian faith.

The abbey of St. Maurice, which yet exists, was founded in commemoration of the supposed event, by Sigismund King of Eurgundy, as a catholic atonement for the crimes of fratricide, and the murder of half his family.

Notwithstanding the desire of gain which so frequently induces them to quit their native hills and valleys in quest of foreign adventure, the Swiss are remarkable for attachment to their country; and after a life spent in hardship and toil, they rarely fail to return with their hard-earned gains to pass the evening of their existence in their native canton. There are few who do not die there. The secret and powerful impulse that sends them abroad to seek their fortune, never fails to reunite them at last. Even when absent from their homes for years, their earlier recollections. are liable to be awakened by the most minute circum-glaciers, and the still more wonderful Mer de stance. In the French armies, the air of the "Rans des Vaches," sung by the Swiss coherds and milk-maids, was forbidden to be played; the recollections of home which the music created melting the hardy Swiss soldier to tears, and invariably producing desertion.

Pasturage is the chief produce of a Swiss farm. Early in the summer the cattle leave the valleys, and are conducted by the cowherds to the accessible parts of the mountains, while as the snow disappears, they gradually ascend, thus following the productions of nature which are continually springing to life as they proceed. Those who have the care of the cows generally account to the owners for the proceeds, or pay a certain sum for what they can make. A considerable number of swine are supported by the herds of cows, and thus form another source of profit. Scheucher describes, in his " Journey to the Alps," the different productions which the mountaineers make from the milk, which constitute their chief luxuries. The greatest harmony prevails between the cow-keeper and his herd; indeed they may be considered as one family. He conducts them from pasture to pasture, erecting his temporary habitation at each resting place, and thus they pass their lives in constant migration, until the commencement of the winter obliges them to retire into the valleys. Round the necks of the cows are attached bells, which are made to harmonise with the Rans des Vaches, the constant strain of their keepers. The bells are of different sizes, and the merit of each individual cow is distinguished by the size and tone of her bell; indeed it is affirmed, that if by any accident the most meritorious cow (she who wears the bell) has forfeited her rank, and the insignia are transferred to another, all the jealous and angry feelings are exhibited, which a deprivation of honours might be expected to occasion among mankind. In the Pays de Vaud, however, no herds of cattle are seen grazing, and thus one picturesque feature in the country is lost. The farmers of that district know better than to allow them to ramble over their rich pastures, destroying as much as they consume; but keep them in sheds, and supply them with food cut for them without

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Near St. Maurice is the celebrated valley of Chamouni, which, with Mont Blanc and its

Glace, are the most surprising natural curiosities ever witnessed in this or any other country.

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This extraordinary valley, strange as it may appear, was wholly unknown to the inhabitants of the country till the year 1741, when it was discovered by two adventurous English lers, who explored the valley, ascend Montanvert to the Mer de Glace, penating those recesses where the human voice was never before heard, and treading the paths before unvisited, except by the chamois and by the goat of the rocks. It was a singular instance of enterprise, and it deserves to be recorded, that although within eighteen leagues of the city of Geneva, it was reserved for the adventure and courage of Englishmen to disclose to the world the hidden wonders of the Alps. An immense block of granite on the Montanvert, on which the adventurous travellers dined, is called, to this day, "la pierre des Anglais." Mons. de Saussure some years afterwards visited the valley, and was the first to ascend the Mont Blanc. His great work on the Alps rendered the country so famous that thousands of travellers flocked from all countries to see this hitherto unknown and wonderful territory; and it is now become a regular summer lounge for half the idle tourists of Europe.

The valley of Chamouni is about a mile wide. The base of Mont Blanc forms its southern wall, and Mont Bremen, followed by a long chain of bills, is on the opposite side.

The first view on entering the valley is unique and wonderful. The monarch of mountains on the one side, raising his majestic head, and overlooking the world, whose successive ages and changes he has quietly witnessed; the gloomy forests that clothe the base, partly borne down and intersected by immense glaciers, which slowly but irresistibly force their way from the accumulated pressure of snow, and seem, like a skirting drapery to the mountain, of dazzling whiteness; the bursting torrents which force their way through im. mense fragments of other worlds; and the contrast which these sublime monuments afford to the beautiful and verdant clothing of the smiling valley are all justly calculated to inspire the mind with the most vivid and lofty concep

tion of the works of that great Architect, in comparison with which all efforts of human skill betray their feeble origin and sink into insignificance. The tourist who would wish to view Mont Blanc in all its grandeur, must ascend Mont Bremen on the opposite side. He will then, standing at about half the elevation of Mont Blanc, be fully impressed with the magnitude of the greatest mountain in Europe. By looking upwards from the valley it scarcely seems higher than its compeers, but from Mont Bremen its superiority becomes awfully conspicuous..

(To be concluded.)

Amusing Anecdote of the Court of Strelitz.A singular and ludicrous anecdote occurred to me at that court, which I cannot forbear relating as a testimonial of the hospitality and kindness of the late Duke of Mecklenberg Strelitz -a prince who was beloved and respected not only by his subjects, but by all who knew him; and who marked by a particular kindness all English visiters and residents in his states. I had ordered myself, on arriving very late at night in the town, to be driven to the inn; but being sound asleep in my carriage with my aids-de-camp, on entering the gates, my chasseurs and orderly from the box showed my passports. I was not aware that orders had been sent from the palace to the guard-house to send my cortegé to the reigning duke's brother's house in the town. On alighting, I found myself shown into magnificent apartments, lighted up, with numerous servants, and with a grand couvert laid for supper.Congratulating myself with my companions on our capital inn, we proceeded to call about us, ordering and making free precisely as if in

the first Paris hotel. The wines were excellent; more and more were ordered up; a provision directed to be laid aside to carry forward on the next day's march; in short, we all went to bed in the sweetest delirium. But the consternation that followed the next morning was appalling when awaking, I was informed that the Duke's brother was in the ante-room, waiting to know" Si son excellence etoit content de sa reception?" The ridicule attached to me for this anecdote did not leave me during the few very happy days I spent at the delightful palace of the Duke of Mecklenberg, at Strelitz, and in the most enchanting society that then embellished it.-Marquess of Londonderry's Narrative of the War in Germany and France in 1813, and 1814.

Lord Byron's Works.-At a trade sale amongst other things submitted for sale were the copyrights of 65 of Lord Byron's poems. Mr. Hanson, (one of Lord Byron's executors,) and the great publishers, Mr. Murray and Messrs. Colburn and Bentley, were present. Upon the lot being put up, Mr. Murray was the first bidder, at 500 guineas. The bidding went on smartly till it amounted to the sum of 3,700 guineas, when it was knocked down to Mr. Murray. At this moment Messrs. Colburn and Bentley claimed the purchase, and much altercation ensued, when the room became in a state of complete confusion, Mr. Murray contending, on the one hand, that it was his, and Messrs. Colburn and Bentley, on the other hand, that it was theirs. It was a very considerable time before Mr. Colburn could obtain a hearing, when he submitted the case to the company. He stated that the auctioneer had had unlimited authority to go on bidding for himself and Mr. Bentley, until he should be desired to stop; which the auctioneer admitted. Messrs. Colburn and Bentley, at the same time very handsomely gave the purchase up to Mr. Murray, which information was received by the company in terms of acclamation. The business of the day then proceeded. The copyright of " Don Juan," was

the next lot sold, which was bought in by the executors of Lord Byron for 300 guineas.

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A self-taught man.-In looking over the list of new publications in the last North American Review, our eye rested on the following in the division, Astronomy. "Mecanique Celeste. By the Marquis de la Place. Translated with a Commentary, by Nathaniel Bowditch. pp. 746." Now then, we said to ourselves, the fruits of many years of solitary application are exhibited to the world. Now there exists an enduring monument of how much genius can effect, in the midst of difficulties, and unaided by the cheering voice of encouragement.

There yet live many whose memories can carry them back to the time, when Nathaniel Bowditch was a clerk in the store of a Ship Chandler, in the town of Salem, in Massachusetts. They can remember how diligently he then improved every hour, constantly employing himself with a book or a pencil, when there was no occasion for his services at the counter. They can trace his progress from that station to the responsible trust of a Supercargo on board of an East Indiaman; to the honourable office of President of an Insurance Company, in Salem. They can testify to the zeal which never abated in the pursuit of knowledge to his acquisition of the Latin and French and Italian languages, that he might extend his researches, in that branch of the science, for which his mind always discovered an intuitive aptitude. They can call to mind the gratification they experienced, when Foreign Academies received him as a worthy brother, and the Universities of our own coun try admitted him to their fellowship. There are thousands now who render to him a will

ing tribute of gratitude and respect for the efficient aid he has rendered to the cause of improvement, in organising the Mechanic's Institution in Boston, in fostering and enlarging its Atheneum, and in giving a new impulse to the energies of its neighbouring University. And there are many who hold him in their affections, for those excellencies of character, of which we cannot speak, without intrusion on the sacredness of private life.

The work of which Mr. Bowditch has now published a translation is known to the learnmade in the hours usually given to repose. ed every where: the translation has been We have drawn this hasty sketch in the hope that the example would stimulate some to enter on that course of honourable exertion, which is open to all by our free institutions, and of which the reward is sure and enduring.

-Detroit Journal.

Punctuality-One has only to attend a meeting of a London committee, to appreciate the advantages of punctuality and method, in the transaction of business. Almost while the

clock is striking, the members enter and take their seats; the business of the meeting is entered upon at once; every thing else is excluded; there is no rambling conversation, on irrelevant subjects; and the meeting is dissolved, the moment the business is despatched.

M. Chabert, the fire eater,--the Prussic acid drinker,-the man who goes into an oven with a beef-steak, and stays till it is cooked :—this man, upon whom all the ordinary modes of killing have been proved to be ineffectual-has challenged the editor of the Lancet to "give him the satisfaction which is due to a gentleman."-This is one of the most unreasonable requests we have ever heard of. How can any body know what would satisfy such a man. Suppose you were to run him through the body, it might do him no harm: if you were to shoot him through the head, he would laugh at you-and even if you were to take the course prescribed by somebody who was not a good shot, to his challenger who was, that is, that both should sit on a keg of powder, each with a lighted match, and that the point should be, which should set it off first-even if such a course were taken in despair, a sleight-of-hand man, like M. Chabert, would know how to direct his course through the air to his own advantage.

The offence was given by the editor of the Lancet having brought Prussic acid of his own making to M. Chabert, who declined taking it, no doubt for good reasons-upon which there was a most unreasonable attack upon him in the Lancet.

In becoming sovereign Prince of Greece, Leopold is to cease to be the pensioner of England. By the marriage contract he was to receive £50,000 a to be paid at once £750,000, equal to year during life, instead of which he is nearly four millions of dollars.

The civil, disabilities of the Jews are likely to be removed in Great Britain, for it is said that although Lord Wellington refuses to make their removal a government question, he will not oppose it.

In the Philadelphian of April 9, the Rev. editor (Dr. Ely,) has published a spirited "dialogue between Col. Johnson, of Kentucky, and not a few of his fellow citizens." We do not mean to have any part in the controversy, but may venture an opinion that this is one Brummell-Before the Laurence Kirk snuffboxes came into general use, Brummell was of the best pieces on its side. The exhibiting one of singular delicacy at the table parties to the conversation are Col. of the Duke of R., when a nobleman in com- Johnson--Petitioners-All—-Roman pany, baffled by the ingenuity of the hinge, Catholics-Sabbatarians-Lord's Day took up a gilt dessert knife to assist him in opening the box. "Your Lordship will please to observe," said Brummell mildly, "that it is Socinians-Formalists-Hypocrites

not an oyster."—

Literary Port Folio.

NOTES ON THE PAST WEEK. The National Gazette contains a review of "Sketches of the History of Literature," by Wilkins Tannehill, Esq. of Nashville, a gentleman whose literary attainments are creditable to the state in which he lives.

Advocates Infidels-Universalists-

Editor--Patriots--Night WalkersAtheists-Christians--Sons of the Pilgrims-Protestants of Germany -Irish Catholics-Casuists-the Pi

ous.

Monday-Late intelligence from France has been received. Two

thirds of the House of Deputies are in opposition to the government.

It is said that a dispute exists in

Paris concerning the name to be given to Algiers after it shall have been taken.

The English ministry have very large majorities in both houses.

Varieties.

The New York Evening Post gives part of a letter recently received from Canton, in Indiana, the writer of which thinks the Garden of Eden was situated in that western region. "Canton," says the letter, "is situated on a high bottom land, surrounded with bluffs. On this high bottom are a number of mounds, which were no doubt made by man, and probably before the flood. They are from six to fifteen feet high, and are full of human bones, which are found to be a great deal larger than those of the present race of men. I come to the opinion that this country was inhabited before the flood-first, because these human bones are the largest in the world, and man, it is known, decreased in stature as his years were shortened; secondly, because the wood found in digging wells, &c. at a depth of 30 feet under the surface of the earth, shows evidently that it has been cut with an axe, and iron tools are also found, of the use and mode of making which the Indians were ignorant until the whites came among them; and lastly, because there is no other country that answers the description given in Genesis of the four long rivers, as this country does. This, I think, is Paradise, and that somewhere in the western country our first parents were created. The ark going eastward forty days, took Noah to Ararat; and it is natural to suppose he would give to the rivers the same names that were familiar to him before the flood; or he might not have known but that he was in some other part of the same country. It is probable that the Euphrates was the Mississippi." The writer concludes by saying that he has many more reasons, but no time to urge them. If those which he has already adduced fail to convince, he need scarcely hope, by additional ones, to remove the stubborn incredulity of mankind.

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Mauch Chunk, April 8. The rumbling noise of the railway cars, and the flash of their swiftly revolving wheels in the sunlight, as they whirl down from the mine, loaded with glittering wealth; the thumping, banging, whanging, and rattling of hammers, chains, planks, and boards, in the boat-shed; the cheerful horn of the tow path boy, together with a thousand other things which we have not time to mention, afford positive evidence that our navigation has commenced, and are certain harbingers of a busy season.

Port Gibson, (Miss.) March 20. An awful occurrence, and one which affords an unerring index to the ultimate end of vice, took place at Chittaloosa, on Wednesday night last. A robber, in attempting to enter the store of Messrs. C. and A. Haring, received a stab in the breast from Mr. A. Haring, who was in the store, and died in a few minutes. He had loosened the window.shutter, raised the sash, and extended his body half into the store, and was in the act of turning round a desk to rifle it of its contents, when he received the blow. He instantly fled, but fell dead after running about twenty paces. He is a stranger, probably from the upper country, and had nothing with him by which his name could be discovered. He was armed with a loaded pistol, which was stuck in a handkerchief tied round the outside of his dress; and in his pocket was a bunch of keys, of different sizes and forms. He evidently intended to effect his object even at the price of blood; but by the decree of a just Providence, that which was in

tended for others has been visited on himself; and he has probably paid the penalty of a life of crime, in which murder and robbery perhaps have been often committed. His account with offended heaven. is closed with this earth; he has gone to settle

A Scotchman, in Edinburgh, slipped off the roof of a habitation sixteen stories high; and when midway in his descent through the air, he arrived at a lodger looking out at the window of the eighth floor, to whom (as he was an acquaintance) he observed, "eh, Sandy, man, sic a fa' as I shall hae!"

An axe and a hatchet manufactured in Chambersburg, have been presented to the President. "Poor old soul!" sorrowfully ejaculated a sympathetic housekeeper, "I wonder where he will put all these things they give him!" They would certainly make a general assortment if all were put into the same place.

Some printers in London are preparing an edition of Paradise Lost, in letters of gold. We value the book too highly to have a copy of such an edition, which we could not read.

A society has been formed at Paris for the publication of cheap treatises, similar to the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge in England. It is called the Encyclopedie Union, and embraces amongst its members nearly all the distinguished lovers of freedom and promoters of instruction in France. Its proposed publications will amount to 300 volumes, divided into three series, each volume selling at 2 francs or 20 pence.

Charleston, S. C. March 30, 1830. It is with deep regret we have to communicate the death of STEPHEN ELLIOTT, Esq of our city. He died suddenly, between the hours of 9 and 10 on Sunday night last. His life had been one of public usefulness and ho

nour.

It had been devoted to the promotion of all beneficial works among us. To the establishment of our colleges, in one of which he was a Professor, and in the other a Trustee and Director-to the encouragement of the arts and General Literature-to the cultivation of the infant Sciences. He was the founder and Editor of the Southern Review, a work which ranks second to none of its kind in this country, and holds an honourable station among those of Europe. He was reputably known as the author of the Botany of South Carolina, a work of authority in that science, comprised in two large volumes. Among the most active in the establishment of our Academy of Fine Arts and Philosophical Society, President of the Bank of the State, and a coadjutor and most generally a principal in every project tending to the furtherance of learning and general good in our community, his life was occupied in labours less beneficial to himself, than to his species.

Mr. Elliott, we understand, was in his 58th year at the time of his death. His manners were gentle and inviting-his temper singu larly mild and persuasive. His mind was of a cheerful and healthy character-his learning great-his disposition to acquire it, greater. For one who knew so much-whose own resources of thought, were so vast and comprehensive, he was peculiarly modest and retiring. Not so deeply imbued with science, but that he could enjoy the luxuries and refinements of General Literature, his inquiries were nevertheless deep and satisfactory. He was a student-an earnest and devoted student to the latest hour of his existence. At the time that he lay in death, in his study his writings were scarcely dry. But a few hours before that melancholy event he had been engaged in the preparation of an article for the forth-coming number of the Southern

Review. How awful was the transition from this most elevated evidence of life, to the chilling certainty of death.- City Gaz.

Departed this life at Georgetown, Delaware, on the 1st inst. in the 72d year of his age, the Hon. NICHOLAS RIDGELY Chancellor of the State of Delaware.

In the morning he was actively engaged in the discharge of his official functions in the Court of Chancery, and in a short time after the adjournment of the Court in the afternoon of the same day, was taken suddenly ill, and almost immediately expired. For nearly thirty years he had most faithfully and honourably filled the, first judicial office, in the gift of his native state. Endowed with great discrimination of mind, of indefatigable industry, of unsullied integrity of character, and high in the confidence of his fellow citizens, he was enabled to exercise the paternal authority of his station, with great reputation to himself and benefit to the suitors of his Court. widow and the Orphan ever found in him a vigilant and unwearied protector from fraud and oppression, and all men felt that the Chancery Powers of the State were vested in an honest, intelligent and upright Judge. all the relations of life his deportment was dignified, kind and winning.

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In private life he was remarkable for the affability as well as candour of his manner. The friendships which he formed were lasting. He was the tried, and unwavering friend of those whose intimacy he cultivated, and his counsel and assistance by those he regarded were never sought in vain.

Throughout his long life he was the uniform enemy of immorality, whether it was to be encountered in public or private life. The cause of good morals, virtue and religion ever found in him a fearless and steady supporter. In the belief and profession of the Protestant Episcopal Church he lived and died-by all who knew him lamented, a public and private loss, he has sunk to his rest. May his mantle fall on some worthy successor!-Am. Daily Adv. B.

MUSEUM OF FOREIGN LITERATURE
AND SCIENCE, No. 94,
For April, 1830.

CONTENTS.

Plate.-Condemnation of Anne Boleyn. The Wishing Gate. The First Grey Hair. Sir Humphry Davy, Bart. Country Clergymen. Boyhood. Biographical Memoir of M. Corvisart. North American Forest Scenes. The Prodigal's Vow. Arnott's Physics. The Moonbeam. The Ancient Roads of the Peruvians. Salgues on Repu tations. Pilgrimage to Mekka and Medina. Account of Casper Hauser. Preservation of Firemen exposed to Flames. Rev. Isaac Taylor. Hymn. Cottage Poetry. Once upon a Time. Miscellany. Literary Intelligence.

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DEATH OF MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS. [With an engraving by Longacre from a painting by Graham.]

THE Earls of Shrewsbury and Kent came to Fotheringay castle, and being introduced to Mary, informed her of their commission, and desired her to prepare for death next morning at eight o'clock. She seemed nowise terrified, though somewhat surprised with the intelligence. She said, with a cheerful, and even a smiling countenance, that she did not think the queen, her sister, would have consented to her death, or have executed the sentence against a person not subject to the laws and, jurisdiction of England. "But as such is her will," said she, "death, which puts an end to all my miseries, shall be to me most welcome; nor can esteem that soul worthy the felicities of heaven, which cannot support the body under the horrors of the last passage to these blissful mansions." She then requested the two noblemen, that they would perinit some of her servants, and particularly her confessor, to attend her; but they told her, that compliance with this last demand was contrary to their conscience, and that Dr. Fletcher, dean of Peterborow, a man of great learning, should be present to instruct her in the principles of true religion. Her refusal to have any conference with this divine inflamed the zeal of the Earl of Kent; and he bluntly told her that her death would be the life of their religion; as, on the contrary, her life would have been the death of it. Mention being made of Babington, she constantly denied his conspiracy to have been at all known to her; and the revenge of her wrongs she resigned into the hands of the Almighty.

She perused her will, in which she had pro-
vided for them by legacies: she ordered the in-
ventory of her goods, clothes, and jewels, to be
brought her; and she wrote down the names of
those to whom she bequeathed each particular:
to some she distributed money with her own
hands; and she adapted the recompense to
their different degrees of rank and merit. She
wrote also letters of recommendation for her
servants to the French king, and to her cousin
the Duke of Guise, whom she made the chief
executor of her testament. At her wonted
time she went to bed; slept some hours: and
then rising, spent the rest of the night in
prayer. Having foreseen the difficulty of ex-
ercising the rites of her religion, she had had
the precaution to obtain a consecrated hoste
from the hands of Pope Pius; and she had re-
served the use of it for this last period of her
life. By this expedient she supplied, as much
as she could, the want of a priest and confessor,
who was refused her.

Towards the morning, she dressed herself in
a rich habit of silk and velvet, the only one
which she had reserved to herself. She told
her maids that she would willingly have left to
them this dress rather than the plain garb
which she wore the day before; but it was ne-
cessary for her to appear at the ensuing solem-
nity in a decent habit.

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Thomas Andrews, sheriff of the county, entered the room, and informed her that the hour was come, and that he must attend her to the place of execution. She replied, that she was ready; and bidding adieu to her servants, she leaned on two of Sir Amius Paulet's guards, because of an infirmity in her limbs; and she followed the sheriff with a serene and composed countenance. In passing through a hall adjoining to her chamber, she was met by the Earls of Shrewsbury and Kent, Sir Amius Paulet, Sir Drue Drury, and many other gentlemen of distinction. Here she also found Sir Andrew Melvil, her steward, who flung himself on his knees before her; and wringing his hands, cried aloud, "Ah, Madam! unhappy me! what man was ever before the messenger of such heavy tidings as I must carry, when I When the earls had left her, she ordered shall return to my native country, and shall supper to be hastened, that she might have report that I saw my gracious queen and misthe more leisure after it, to finish the few af- tress beheaded in England?" His tears prefairs which remained to her in this world, and vented farther speech; and Mary too felt herto prepare for her passage to another. It was self moved more from sympathy than affliction. necessary for her, she said, to take some suste- Cease, my good servant," said she," cease to nance, lest a failure of her bodily strength lament; thou hast cause rather to rejoice than should depress her spirits on the inorrow, and to mourn: for now shalt thou see the troubles lest her behaviour should thereby betray a of Mary Stuart receive their long-expected peweakness unworthy of herself. She supped riod and completion. Know," continued she, sparingly, as her manner usually was, and her "good servant, that all the world at best is vawonted cheerfulness did not even desert hernity, and subject still to more sorrow than a on this occasion. She comforted her servants whole ocean of tears is able to bewail. But I under the affliction which overwhelmed them, and which was too violent for them to conceal it from her. Turning to Burgoin, her physician, she asked him, Whether he did not remark the great and invincible force of truth? "They pretend," said she, "that I must die because I conspired against the queen's life: but the Earl of Kent avowed, that there was no other cause of my death, than the apprehensions which, if I should live, they entertain for their religion. My constancy in the faith is my real crime: the rest is only a colour, invented by interested and designing men." Towards the end of supper, she called in all her servants, and drank to them: they pledged her, in order, on their knees, and craved her pardon for any past neglect of their duty: she deigned, in return, to ask their pardon for her offences towards them; and a plentiful suffusion of tears attended this last solemn farewell, and exchange of mutual forgiveness.

Mary's care of her servants was the sole remaining affair which employed her concern.

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her servants, that they might be well treated, be allowed to enjoy the presents which she had made them, and be sent safely into their own country. Having received a favourable answer, she preferred another request, that they might be permitted to attend her at her death: in order, said she, that their eyes may behold, and their hearts bear witness, how patiently their queen and mistress can submit to her execution, and how constantly she perseveres in her attachment to her religion. The Earl of Kent opposed this desire, and told her, that they would be apt by their speeches and cries to disturb both herself and the spectators: he was also apprehensive lest they should practise some superstition not meet for him to suffer; such as dipping their handkerchiefs in her blood: for that was the instance which he made

use of. "My lord," said the Queen of Scots, "I will give my word (although it be but dead) that they shall not incur any blame in any of the actions which you have named. But alas! poor souls! it would be a great consolation to them to bid their mistress farewell. And I hope," added she, "that your mistress, being a maiden queen, would vouchsafe in regard of womanhood, that I should have some of my own people about me at my death. I know that her majesty hath not given you any such strict command, but that you might grant me a request of far greater courtesy, even though I were a woman of inferior rank to that which I bear." Finding that the Earl of Kent persisted still in his refusal, her mind, which had fortified itself against the terrors of death, was affected by this indignity, for which she was not prepared. "I am cousin to your queen," cried she, "and descended from the bloodroyal of Henry VII., and a married queen of France, and an anointed queen of Scotland." The commissioners, perceiving how invidious their obstinacy would appear, conferred a little together, and agreed that she might carry a few of her servants along with her. She made choice of four men and two maid-servants for that purpose.

She then passed into another hall, where was erected the scaffold, covered with black; and she saw with an undismayed countenance, the executioners, and all the preparations of death. The room was crowded with spectators and no one was so steeled against all sentiments of humanity, as not to be moved when he reflected on her royal dignity, considering the surprising train of her misfortunes, beheld her mild but inflexible constancy, recalled her amiable accomplishments, or surveyed her beauties, which, though faded by years, and yet more by her afflictions, still discovered themselves in this fatal moment. Here the warrant for her execution was read to her; pray thee carry this message from me, that I and during this ceremony she was silent, but die a true woman to my religion, and unaltera- showed in her behaviour an indifference and ble in may affections to Scotland and to France. unconcern, as if the business had nowise reHeaven forgive them that have long desired garded her. Before the executioners performmy end, and have thirsted for my blood as the ed their office, the Dean of Peterborow stepped hart panteth after the water-brooks. O God," forth; and though the queen frequently told added she, "thou that art the Author of truth, him that he needed not concern himself about and truth itself, thou knowest the inmost re- her, that she was settled in the ancient Cathocesses of my heart: thou knowest that I was lic and Roman religion, and that she meant to ever desirous to preserve an entire union be- lay down her life in defence of that faith; he tween Scotland and England, and to obviate still thought it his duty to persist in his lecthe source of all these fatal discords. But re- tures and exhortations, and to endeavour her commend me, Melvil, to my son, and tell him, conversion. The terms which he employed that notwithstanding all my distresses, I have were, under colour of pious instructions, cruel done nothing prejudicial to the state and king-insults on her unfortunate situation; and bedom of Scotland." After these words, reclining herself, with weeping eyes, and face bedewed with tears, she kissed him. "And so," said she, "good Melvil, farewell: once again, farewell, good Melvil; and grant the assistance of thy prayers to thy queen and mistress."

She next turned to the noblemen who at tended her, and made a petition in half of

sides their own absurdity, may be regarded as the most mortifying indignities to which she had ever yet been exposed. He told her that the Queen of England had on this occasion shown a tender care of her; and notwithstanding the punishment justly to be inflicted on her for her manifold trespasses, was determined to use every expedient for saving her sou!

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