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ous are plucking them of every feather; but that she strictly in accordance with the tone of American tion, moral, intellectual, and operative, and exwill guard them as a hen her brood; that she has de

voted to them her time and talents!! Wonderful republicanism and feeling. It is, therefore, that tending to the entire protection, maintenance, goodness! Amazing benevolence!! The wife of we hereafter design to confine our selections and guidance of children and youth, male and Augustus was styled the mother of the common- more particularly to our own literature, although female, without distinction of class, sect or party, wealth; has not Mrs. Anne Royall an equal claim to be dignified with the appellation of Mother of the we shall seize with avidity any thing of peculiar or reference to any of the arbitrary distinctions Republic? Of most unabashed impudence, and merit that may emanate from a foreign pen. of the existing anti-republican and anti-Americompletely dotaged, she has become a common nuisance to the country; and in every part, by dint of There is, however, abundance of food for the can state of society. We concur in sentiment solicitation and abuse, she disposes of her vile and mind in the early history of our people, the re- with this new doctrine. Nothing will so fully slanderous writings. She says, that in Milledge-cords of aboriginal character, the deep untrod- elevate the character of the American people as ville she saw but one gentleman, and he was drunk all the while; and with the officers of the army, in den beauties of our forests, the majestic sublimi- an equal distribution of the benefits of intellecthe Indian nation, she was particularly affronted.-ty of our hills, and the interminable windings of tual instruction. Nothing will so completely our rivers. We have no question that an expe- place us upon an equality, and impart to us

Bost. Trav.

Gullibility. The most extraordinary instance, dition to the Rocky Mountains, with all its pe- power of mind calculated to enhance our naperhaps, on record, of the gullibility of the London, rilous adventures, if properly described, would tional importance. The editors of three daily ers, is to be found in the story of the Bottle Con- afford a narrative as deeply interesting as many journals of this city have declared themselves jurer. A fellow gave out that he would creep into a quart bottle. The feat was to be performed in an of those to the Polar regions, the description of advocates of this national system of education— honest bona fide way. It might have been supposed which, adds volume after volume to the shelves the working men make it the most important that the extravagance of the absurdity would create of the foreign booksellers. consideration in their political code; and with The American people should better appre- such advocacy it cannot but ultimately become before the hour of the curtain's rising, the house ciate their own resources as well in literary as the prevailing and successful doctrine. was crammed to suffocation. At length the hoaxer

a laugh, but in what country under heavens could such a proposal have been taken in carnest? Long

LITERARY.

NEAL'S BENTHAM.-We are indebted to the

made his appearance. Every eye was opened and commercial and political matters. We have too every mouth shut. Ladies and gentlemen,' said the long bowed before the arbiters of foreign criwag, 'I have searched all the taverns in London for ticism, echoing their opinions whether fallaa quart bottle, but to no purpose; however, to console you for your disappointment, I have procured a cious or otherwise, instead of depending upon National Gazette for the following severe, but pint bottle, which, with your kind permission, I will our own judgments, and drawing from our own just, notice of a work that has recently appear go into-to-morrow night, if you'll come back.' The fellow, of course, bolted immediately on finishing reflections. It is time that the practice should ed, from the pen of John Neal, of Portland. his address; and the audience, instead of laughing at be abandoned-it is one that is calculated to imcach other, actually destroyed the whole of the in"An octavo volume has just been issued at

terior of the theatre, because a man about five feet pair instead of advancing our literary character--Boston, containing Jeremy Bentham's Princiten in his stockings had promised them that he would to enervate instead of strengthening the minds ples of Legislation, translated from the French creep into a quart bottle, and had not kept his word. of the present and coming generation. It is, of Dumont, by John Neul-to which work the The Inquisitive Valet.-Talleyrand had a confitranslator has prefixed a biographical notice of dential servant excessively devoted to his interest, therefore, that with all due humility, we would Bentham and of Dumont. The account of the but withal superlatively inquisitive. Having one stand upon our own strength, and develope our English philosopher occupies, perhaps, one hunday entrusted him with a letter, the Prince watched his faithful valet from the window of his apartment, own resources; throw off all humiliation, and dred pages, and is as disgusting a farrago as we and with some surprise observed him coolly read-assume to ourselves the rank and the mind of have ever suffered the mischance to read. We ing the letter en route. On the next day a similar cannot refrain from expressing our surprise that commission was confided to the servant, and to the a young, but an ambitious and intellectual peo-publishers, highly respectable in education, insecond letter was added a postscript couched in the ple. following terms:-" You may send a verbal answer by the bearer; he is perfectly acquainted with the

proaches.

LITERARY PORT FOLIO.

THURSDAY, JUNE 3, 1830.

AMERICAN LITERATURE.

telligence and general career, should allow their names to be responsible for the emission of de

"To his own text, Mr. Neal has, here and there, appended notes of an anonymous friend,

whole affair, having taken the precaution to read We frequently see complaints in the newspa-tails so sorry and offensive. It appears, from this previously to its delivery." Such a postscript pers, that such an editor has neglected to credit Mr. Neal's own statement, that he passed many must have been more effectual than the severest re-such a paragraph, which was written originally/months under the roof of Bentham; that he experienced much liberality, as his guest; and that for such a paper, by a certain individual, and so he found him 'generally the kindest and most forth. Literary larceny is an ignoble quali-attentive and self-denying of hosts.' In requital, ty, especially where an editor endeavours to he has proclaimed to the world that his enter tainer is an atheist, a babyish babbler, a miseraassume the credit to himself of that, which of ble dupe, of the most vulgar personal habits and right, belongs to another. But it betrays a little- the weakest superstitions. ness of mind, a narrow opinion of one's capaciHitherto the pages of this journal have been ties, to be eternally pointing out the importance who seems to have some sense of decorum and occupied almost exclusively with the spirited attached to the authorship of a paragraph degratitude, and who reproaches him with the contributions of foreign magazines, and in many tailing a murder, or some improbable and exag-coarse disclosure of particular blasphemy. It cases, to the exclusion of literary articles of high gerated steam-boat disaster, and in most cases, hurts you,' observes the annotator, it hurts Benmerit, emanating from the minds of Ameri- we have discovered that that those who com- tham; it gratifies none but your enemies and his.' can writers. This course, on the part of the plain loudest and with the most vehemence, are editor, was not pursued, because he deemed na- themselves the most addicted to the very practive productions of merit too insignificant to be tice they condemn. worthy of preservation in the Port Folio, but simply that it was his impression, more novelty

To which just remark, Neal replies, that 'all things have their value as truth,'-and that Bentham, who was ready and willing to be caricatured on the stage by Matthews, would never object to such a fair household portraiture as this.' All the doctrine involved in this answer carries fallacy and danger.

EDUCATION.-Throughout the country a party and interest would be imparted to the work, has risen whose principal object is the establish- "We regret the more the publication of this from giving the earliest transcript from the pages ment of some national system of education. In trumpery and treachery, since Bentham's chapof foreign journals, than from furnishing his New York, for example, the adherents of this ters, entitled Principles of Legislation, strained and clarified by Dumont, deserve the credit and selected department with articles that originat- principle are numerous, they are closely con- currency which they have acquired in Europe, ed with, and had already been widely dissemi- nected with the Working Men's party, and have though there is, in our opinion, a general or ocnated through American journals. One objec- established a daily paper, [the New York Senti- casional departure from the title, in the ethical tion, however, which he has since discovered to nel,] in the prosecution of their views. This or metaphysical ascent, subtlety, or refinement of the leading topics. Neal's translation is toler-operate against extracts exclusively, is this:- paper is conducted with much ability, in a gen-able-his commentary insignificant." for the most part, they are written abroad, and tlemanly and dignified tone; and advocates renecessarily partake much of the character of the publican education, free for all and equal for all, Halleck, the poet, has a volume in press at nation for whose people they are especially in at the expense of all-conducted under the New York, entitled, "Ledyard, or the Minutetended, and on their republication in this coun- guardianship of the state, at the expense of the men." We are glad of this. Halleck has given try lose much of their interest; besides not being state-embracing every branch of useful instruc- several compositions to the world highly credit

able to American literature. His productions, querors. Blucher forced the passage with his ded to retard the welcome succour. The great generally, are characterized by an energy of cannon; and so entirely had the defeat of Wa- road to Brussels, from heavy rains, and the inthought, and beauty of diction, far surpassing terloo extinguished the spirit and destroyed cessant passage of artillery, and war equipages, the discipline of the remnant of Napoleon's was so much cut up, as to materially retard the army, that the wild hurrah of the pursuers, or carriages employed to bring the wounded from the very blast of a Prussian trumpet, became the field.-Dead horses and abandoned bagthe signal for flight and terror. gage choaked the causeway, and rendered the

the milk and water performances of several of his contemporaries.

The Ohio Citizen is the title a new paper, the But, although the French army had ceased efforts of Belgic humanity both slow and diffifirst number of which has reached us from Woos- to exist as such, and now (to use the phrase of cult. Up to the very gates of Brussels, "war's ter, Ohio. It is published by David Sloane, and a Prussian officer) exhibited rather the flight worst results" were visible. The struggles of is managed with considerable tact. We regret of a scattered horde of barbarians, than the re-expiring nature had enabled some to reach the treat of a disciplined body-never had it, in the city. Many, however, had perished in the atour exchange list is already so extensive as not proudest days of its glory, shown greater devo- tempt; and dying on the roadside, covered the to permit of our extending this courtesy to the tion to its leader, or displayed more desperate causeway with their bodies. Pits, rudely dug, Citizen, as well as to several other new papers and unyielding bravery than during the long and scarcely moulded over, received the and sanguinary battle of the 18th. The plan corpses, which daily became more offensive of Buonaparte's attack was worthy of his mar- from the heat; and the same sod, at the verge tial renown: it was unsuccessful; but let this of the forest, covered "the horse and his rider." be ascribed to the true cause-the heroic and When such evidence of destruction was apenduring courage of the troops and the man to parent at a distance from the field, what a diswhom he was opposed. Wellington without play of devastation the narrow theatre of yesthat army, or that army without Wellington, terday's conflict must have presented! Fancy must have fallen beneath the splendid efforts may conceive it; but description must necesof Napoleon. sarily be scant and imperfect. On a small sur

that have been received of late.

SELECTIONS.

STORIES OF WATERLOO.

Waterloo has been trodden by most of the British writers, from Byron and Scott, down to the anonymous and irresponsible manufacturers of marvellous incidents. History has been converted into romance, and poetry and prose While a mean attempt has been often made face of two square miles, it was ascertained been enlisted to praise the living, and exult to lower the military character of that great that 50,000 men and horses were lying! The over the fallen dead. The volumes before us, warrior, who is now no more, those who would luxurious crop of ripe grain which had covered however, so far as we may judge from a cur- libel Napoleon rob Wellington of half his glory. the field of battle was reduced to a litter, and sory examination, present a series of inoffensive It may be the proud boast of England's hero, beaten into the earth; and the surface trodden and amusing tales, in some of which the events that the subjugator of Europe fell before him, down by the cavalry, and furrowed deeply by of the battle ground are blended with circum- not in the wane of his genius, but in the full cannon-wheels, was strewn with many a relic stances, which, as the man in the play saith, possession of those martial talents which placed of the fight. Helmets and cuirasses, shattered "although they did not, nevertheless they might him foremost in the list of conquerors-lead-fire arms and broken swords; all the variety have happened." There are about forty sto-ing that very army which had overthrown of military ornaments; lancer caps and Highries, all with very taking titles. We select at every power that had hitherto opposed it, now land bonnets, uniforms of every colour, plume random, the following, in relation to the fight perfect in its discipline, flushed with recent and pennon, musical instruments, the apparaat Waterloo. success, and confident of approaching victory. tus of artillery, drums, bugles; but, good God! At Genappe, and not, as generally believed, why dwell on the harrowing picture of" a at La Belle Alliance, Wellington and Blucher foughten field?"-each and every ruinous dismet after the battle. The moment and spot play bore a mute testimony to the misery of were fitting for the interview of conquerors. such a battle.

THE FIELD OF BATTLE.

-Wandering o'er this bloody field, To book our dead, and then to bury them; To sort our nobles from our common men; For many

To Blucher's fresh troops the task of an unabat- Could the melancholy appearance of a field Lie drown'd and soaked in mercenary blood. ing pursuit was entrusted; and Wellington, at of death be heightened, it would be by witnessShakspeare's Henry V. midnight, returned to Waterloo across the ing the researches of the living amid its desoThe last gleam of fading sunshine fell upon crimson field which that day had consummated lation for the objects of their love. Mothers the rout of Waterloo. The finest army, for its his military glory,-'Twas said that he was and wives and children for days were occupied numbers, that France had ever embattled in a deeply affected, as, "by the pale moonlight," in that mournful duty; and the confusion of the field, was utterly defeated; and the dynasty of he unwillingly surveyed the terrible scene of corpses, friend and foe intermingled as they that proud spirit for whom Europe was too lit- slaughter he passed by, and that he bitterly la- were, often rendered the attempt at recognistle, was over. mented a victory which had been achieved at ing individuals difficult, and in some cases imthe expense of many personal friends, and thou- possible. sands of his gallant soldiery.

Night came, but it brought no respite to the shattered army of Napoleon; and the moon In many places the dead lay four deep upon rose upon the "broken host," to light the vicWhen the next sun rose, the field of battle each other, marking the spot some British tors to their prey. The British, forgetting their presented a tremendous spectacle of carnage. square had occupied, when exposed for hours fatigue, pressed on the rear of the flying ene- Humanity shuddered at the view, for mortal to the murderous fire of a French battery. Outmy; and the roads, covered with the dead and suffering in all its terrible variety was frightful-side, lancer and cuirassier were scattered thickdying, and obstructed by broken equipages and ly exhibited. The dead lay there in thousands ly on the earth. Madly attempting to force deserted guns, became almost impassable to with them human pain and agony were over; the serried bayonets of the British, they had the fugitives, and hence the slaughter from but with them a multitude of maimed wretches fallen in the bootless essay, by the musketry Waterloo to Genappe was frightful. But, were intermingled, mutilated by wounds, and of the inner files. Farther on you trace the wearied with blood (for the French, throwing tortured by thirst and hunger. A few short spot where the cavalry of France and England away their arms to expedite their flight offer- hours had elapsed, and those who but yesterday had encountered. Chasseur and hussar were ed no resistance,) and exhausted with hunger had careered upon the plain of Waterloo, in intermingled; and the heavy Norman horse of and fatigue, the British pursuit relaxed gradu- the full pride of life and manhood, were stretch- the imperial guard were interspersed with the ally; and at Genappe ceased altogether. The ed upon the earth; and many who had led the gray chargers which had carried Albyn's chiinfantry bivouacked for the night around the way to victory, who with exulting hearts had valry. Here the Highlander and tirailleur lay, farm-houses of Caillon and Belle Alliance, and cheered their colder comrades when they quail-side by side, together; and the heavy dragoon, the light cavalry, some miles further on, halted, ed, were laid upon the field in helpless wretch- with "green Erin's" badge upon his helmet, and abandoned the work of death to their fresh-edness. was grappled in death with the Polish lancer. er and more sanguinary allies. Nothing, inOn the summit of the ridge, where the deed, could surpass the desperate and unrelent- Nor was war's misery confined to man. Thousands of wounded horses were strewn den fetlock deep, in mud and gore, by the fregrounds lay cumbered with the dead, and troding animosity of the Prussians towards the French. Repose and plunder were sacrificed over this scene of slaughter. Some lay quietto revenge. The memory of former defeat, in- on the ground, cropping the grass within quent rush of rival cavalry, the thick strewn sult, and oppression, now produced a dreadful their reach; some with deep moaning expres-corpses of the imperial guard pointed out the retaliation, and overpowered every feeling of sed their sufferings; while others, maddened spot where the last effort of Napoleon had with pain, been defeated. Here, in column, that favourhumanity. The vae victis was pronounced, and ed corps, on whom his last chance rested, had thousands besides those who perished in the "Yerk'd out their armed heels at their dead mas-been annihilated. The advance of the guard field fell that night beneath the Prussian lance and sabre. In vain a feeble effort was made Killing them twice."

ters,

was traceable by a mass of fallen Frenchmen. In the hollow below, the last struggle of France

by the French to barricade the streets of Ge- When day came, and it was possible to send had been vainly made. The old guard, 'when nappe, and interrupt the progress of the con- relief to the wounded, many circumstances ten- the middle battalions had been forced back, at

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tempted to meet the British, and afford time ed into the coach-windows, when he awoke to un-and I saw their efforts, and his struggles when for their disorganized companions to rally. thought-of horrors; for the first object which caught they held him under water." Here the British left, which had converged glaring eyes, within three feet of his own boiled his sight was Bruin's head, with muzzled mouth but But, Sire," resumed the conscientious upon the French centre, had come up; and gooseberry goggles. My God!' he exclaimed, Marquis, "our criminal laws require two withere the bayonet had closed the contest. the deaf gentleman in the nice varm travelling coat nesses, and your Majesty, all powerful as you It was at the first light of morn that a soli-is a real live bear!-Help! murder! coach! stop!' are, can offer only the testimony of one." "Sir,” tary party were employed in the place we have roused the slumbering guard. Let me out!' shout-replied the king coolly, "I authorize you to exdescribed, examining the dead who there layed Snip and out he went; and the poet and his pet press in your sentence, that you have heard thickly. They were no plunderers: one, tailor measured the seat of the box for the rest of the the concurring evidence of the King of France, were left in full possession of the interior, while the wrapped in a cloak, directed the researches of journey. The Way Bill is still extant, though not and the King of Navarre." the rest, who seemed acting under the stran-written in choice Italian,' as Hamlet says, but Ladger's control, and from their dress appeared to lane English; and the story is known, and still told, be Belgian peasants. Suddenly, the muffled by many an Old Whip on the northern road. person uttered a wild cry, and rushing over a pile of corpses, hurried to a spot where a sol

Finding that this twofold character did not satisfy the Judge, his Majesty said to the Marquis, "King Louis IX., my grandfather, sometimes administered justice in person, at

august example, and administer justice at Saint Germain."

dier was seated beside a fallen officer. Feeble THE KING AND THE TWO MURDERERS. the Bois de Vincennes: I will now follow his as his own strength was, he had exerted it to The following interesting circumstance is protect the wounded man. detailed in a letter from Madame de Maintenen His musket was He ordered the throne-room to be immeplaced beside him for defence, and his own suf-to Madame de Montespan: diately prepared. Twenty of the principal citiferings seemed forgotten in his solicitude for You know, Madame, how much his Majesty zens of the town were summoned to the castle, the person he was watching. The noise oc-likes Louis XIII's Belvedere, and how fond he and seats were assigned to them beside the casioned by the hasty approach of the muffled is of amusing himself with the telescope of that Lords and Ladies. The King, adorned with his stranger roused the wounded officer; he fee-Monarch, which is one of the best that had been orders, ascended the throne, and the two crimibly raised his head, "It is herself!" he faintly made at the time.-The King, as if by inspi-nals were arraigned. muttered; and the next moment sank into the ration, the other day directed the telescope to arms of Lucy Davidson!

our friend Moore has omitted some of the most

Their contradictions, embarrassment, and imthat distant point where the Seine, forming an elbow, seems to embrace the extremity of the probable assertions rendered their guilt evident to the whole assembly. The unfortunate deWood of Chaton. His Majesty, whose obserLord Byron and his Pet Bear.-We perceive that vation nothing escapes, saw two young men herited some property from their mother, whose ceased was their brother, and he had just inwhimsical of Lord Byron's juvenile pranks; amongst bathing in the river, and apparently teaching a son he was by a second marriage. The them, one which we remember was much laughed third, a lad about fourteen or fifteen, to swim. wretches had been instigated to the crime st, and became a stock story with the "knights of They seemed to treat the lad rather roughly, either by revenge or covetousness. The King the whip," and drew many a half-crown from "lots and he having escaped from them, returned to ordered them to be bound hand and foot, and of gemmen vot likes to ride on coachee's left." It the bank of the river and began to dress himself. thrown into the river, at the same place where is well known that the young poet had a favourite bear they were remarkably partial to each other. They enticed him back again, but it was evithey had sacrificed their young brother Abel. One of his Lordship's great delights was englove, dent that he did not like the usage he received, and spar at Ursa, till the poet became tired and Ur- and that he would willingly have dispensed the throne they threw themselves at his feet, When they saw his Majesty descend from sa irritated; for though generally a tame and docile with their lessons. He escaped from them and, confessing their odious crime, presumed quadruped, he was muzzled for fear of accidents. once more, but they ran after him, and having to implore pardon. The King stopped, thankHis Lordship was suddenly called down to Notting- dragged him into the river, they forcibly held hamshire. He had taken places for "two gentlemen" in a northern mail, in the names of Byron and him under the water until he was drowned. Bruin. Twas a dark November night-the friends When they had consummated their crime, arrived in Lombard street in a hackney coach a lit- they anxiously looked round them to ascertain tle before eight. The off-door of the mail, at his whether they had been seen by any one from Lordship's demand, was opened. Byron placed his the banks of the river, or the high hill of St. own travelling cap on Bruin's head and pushed him into the "vehicle of letters," followed, and imme-Germain. Believing that they had safely esdiately made him squat on the seat, looking as "de-caped observation, they dressed themselves mure as a Quaker in a brown Benjamin." They oc- and walked along the side of the river in the cupied the whole of the back; and it so happened direction of the castle. The king speedily that the two B.'s (Byron and Bruin) were the only mounted his horse, and accompanied by five or passengers who started from the Post-office. At Isl-six musqueteers, set off to meet the murderers. ington they took in a third, a retired Cit.: he was a

ed God for the confession by which they had disburthened their consciences, and remitted

that part of the sentence which related to the confiscation of their property.

They were executed before sunset on the same day on which the murder was perpetrated. Next day, that is to say, yesterday, the three bodies, united by a sort of fatality, were picked willows which border the Seine beyond Poissy. two leagues from St. Germain, under some Orders were immediately given for their separate burial. The youngest was brought to

up

quidnunc! a Cockney! and a tailor! Old Snip's V's He soon came up to them. "Gentlemen," St. Germain, where his Majesty directed that and W's in his short dialogue with the door-open-said he, "where is your companion? There he should be interred with the respect due to ing guard was quan. suff. for Byron-a pleasant were three of you when you passed this way his innocence and his unhappy lot.

RESOURCES OF THE BLINU.

Perhaps the most singular instance on re

companion for an educated peer, young, proud, and before." This address, delivered in such a tone splenetic! The bear's instinct pleased, but the Cock-of confidence, somewhat staggered them. ney's reason was emetical. Not a sound was heard within till ascending Highgate-hill. Alas! what is However, they soon recovered their self-possciatica or gout compared to the infliction of silence session, and replied that their companion wanton an old garrulous tailor? Snip took advantage of ed to learn to swim, and that they had left him cord of a blind person triumphing over those difthe hill-hemmed thrice, and broke silence with further up the river, near the angle of the fo- ficulties of his situation, which are apparently "Vell, sir; a bit of nice noose in this here mornin's rest; and they pointed to the spot where the most insuperable, is afforded in John Metcalf, paper-vot d'ye think of them goings on of that there clothes of the murdered youth were still lying or, as he was commonly called, Blind Jack, a Cowardly rascal Boneypart?" A pretended snore,

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loud and deep,' was his Lordship's only reply to on the sand. On receiving this answer the well known character, who died only a few the Cockney quidnune's attack on the great sol-King immediately ordered their hands to be years ago. This person was a native of Mandier!' Snip was dead beat by the snore he turned tied. They were conducted to the old castle, chester, or the neighbourhood;—and Mr. Bew with disgust from his supposed sleeping opponent, where they were confined separately. His has given an account of him. After telling us and cast a longing eye towards the quiet gentleman Majesty, whose indignation was highly excited, that he became blind at a very early age, so in the fur cap in t'other corner, and re-opened his vomitory of vociferation' with-Hem! a nice bit summoned the Grand Provost, and detailed to as to be entirely ignorant of light and its variof road this here, sir, jest to Vetstun.-(no answer!) him the facts of which he had been an eye wit-ous effects, the narrative proceeds as follows —He's a deaf 'un, perhaps;' and in a louder key he ness, at the same time ordering that the pri--"This man passed the younger part of his re-commenced-A very dark cold night this here, soners should be immediately put upon their life as a wagoner, and occasionally as a guide sir!' Like Brutus over Caesar's body, Snip paused trial. The Marquis, who is always excessive-in intricate roads during the night, or when for a reply, while the embryo peer, to smother a ly scrupulous, begged the King to consider the tracks were covered with snow. Strange laugh, was obliged to issue a tremendous snore that almost alarmed his quiescent friend Bruin. The tai-that things seen from so great a distance, and as this may appear to those who can see, the lor eased off from his snoring Lordship towards the through the medium of a telescope, might pos-employment he has since undertaken is still supposed deaf gentleman, and, bent on conversation, sibly appear very different from what they ac- more extraordinary: it is one of the last to which was determined to have an answer; and, in defiance tually were; that, perhaps, instead of forcibly we could suppose a blind man would ever turn of Chesterfield, sought to seize a breast-button, but holding their companion under water, the two his attention. His present occupation is that encountered nothing but fur. Ah! sir,' bawled the brothers had been exerting their efforts to save of projector and surveyor of highways in difficult and mountainous parts. With the assis

tailor, this here's a werry nice varm travelling coat

of your'n.' Receiving no reply but a growl and a him.

snore, Snip, in despair, gave his tongue a holiday- "No, Sir, no," replied his Majesty, "I saw tance only of a long staff, I have several times and slept." Aurora's early beams had already peep- them drag him into the river, against his will; met this man traversing the roads, ascending

precipices, exploring valleys, and investigating rather take chance in the Bog of Allen, for he ran over every circumstance, even the mitheir several extents, forms, and situations, so that matter. nutest which had occurred since he entered the

RED GAP INN.

as to answer his designs, and the estimates he A severe storm, however, compelled a tra- inn; and now that his attention was excited, it makes are done in a method peculiar to himself, veller to halt there one evening, although he did strike him that, after making every allowand which he cannot well convey the meaning had originally intended to get further on his ance for boorishness, and rusticity, and sullenof to others. His abilities in this respect are journey, before he put up for the night. Not ness of temper, there was more of the gaoler nevertheless so great, that he finds constant that he had any suspicion of the place; on the than the innkeeper in the bearing and deportemployment. Most of the roads over the Peak contrary, he thought it rather a comfortable, ment of the silent host; he remembered, too, in Derbyshire have been altered by his direc-quiet-looking concern; and turning from the how heavily the miserable looking, haggard tions, particularly those in the vicinity of Bux-lowering inhospitable sky, and wishing the piti-wife had sighed, while she looked at his own ton; and he is at this time constructing a new less driving sleet good night, he rode into the burly figure as he stood by the fire, as though one betwixt Winslow and Congleton, with a inn-yard, saying in his own mind, I may go she sorrowed over a victim whom she could view to open a communication to the great further and fare worse.' Now, I am of a very not save; and, lastly, and above all, he ponderLondon road, without being obliged to pass different opinion. ed on the ominous smile with which the innover the mountains." Mr. Bew adds in a note, It was late in the evening, and late in the keeper received his directions to be awakened "Since this paper was written, and had the ho-year-no matter about dates, I am not particu- early in the morning. nour of being delivered to the society, I have lar. So the traveller (who, being a merciful Meanwhile the indefatigable dog was busied met this blind projector of the roads, who man, was merciful to his beast,) having seen in pulling off the bed clothes as well as his was alone as usual; and amongst other con- his horse fed and carefully laid up for the night, strength would permit; and when his master versation, I made some inquiries concerning thought it high time to look after himself, as to went to his assistance, what was his horror at this new road. It was really astonishing to both his outward and inward man. Accord-seeing, beneath clean sheets and well arranged hear with what accuracy he described the ingly, throwing his saddle-bags over his arm, blankets, a bed and mattress literally dyed with courses and the nature of the different soils he walked into the inn-kitchen, in those days dark-red stains of blood! Though a man of through which it was conducted. Having the most comfortable winter apartment in the peaceful habits, he knew as little of fear as most mentioned to him a boggy piece of ground it house, to thaw himself at the huge fire, and people, and the exigency of the moment roused passed through, he observed, that that was give the customary mandates concerning sup- every energy of his mind; he deliberately lockthe only place he had doubts concerning; and per and bed-to say nothing of a bottle of good ed the door, examined the walls to see if there that he was apprehensive they had, contrary old wine, then to be found in every inn in Ire- was any secret entrance, looked to the priming to his directions, been too sparing of their ma- land. This feat accomplished, away he stalk- of his pistols, and then stood prepared to abide terials.' ed to his own apartment-jack-boots, silver- by whatever might come, and to sell his life as headed riding-whip, cloak and all-followed dearly as he could. close by a terrier dog, who had been lying at The dog watched him intently until his preI remember well how strongly my boyish kept snuffing and smelling at his heels every assured himself that his movements were obthe kitchen fire when he came in, but who now parations were completed; and then, having feelings were excited at reading the narrative step of the way up stairs. served by his master, he jumped once more on of Raymond's escape from the murderous innWhen he had reached his room, and had dis- the fatal bed; then, after lying down for an inkeepers, in Lewis's romance of "The Monk." encumbered himself of his heavy riding gear, stant, as if in imitation of the usual posture of His version of the story has nearly faded from the dog at once leaped upon him with a cry a person composing himself to sleep, he sudmy memory, but the circumstances upon which of joy; and he immediately recognised an old denly changed his mind, as it were, sprang he founded it are said to have occurred in Ire-favourite whom he had lost in Dublin a year hastily to the floor; and stood with eyes fixed land, and, wild and improbable as they are, you or two before; wondering, at the same time, and ears erect, in an attitude of most intense have them, verbatim, as they are related upon how he had got so far into the country, and attention, watching the bed itself, and nothing the spot; and, moreover, I am not to blame if why he had not known him before. When the else. The traveller, in the mean time, never you think fit to believe them, inasmuch as landlord entered the room with supper, the tra- stirred from the spot, though his eyes naturalgive up my authority-and Lord Lyndburst veller claimed his dog, and expressed his de-ly followed those of the dog; and for a time himself could ask no more. My informant's termination to bring him on with him to Cork, every thing was as still as the grave; and not a name is Catharine Flynn. whither he was bound. The host made not the stir nor a breath broke the stillness of the room, slightest objection, merely observing, that he or interrupted the silence of the mute pair. At had bought him from a Dublin carrier, who, he last a slight rustling sound was heard in the supposed, had found him in the streets. That direction of the bed; the dog, with ears cocked point settled, the traveller dismissed his land- and tail slightly moving, looked up at his maslord for the night, with directions to cause him ter, as if to make sure that he was attentive; to be called betimes in the morning: the man and in an instant the bed was seen descending smiled darkly, and withdrew. swiftly and stealthily through the yawning The traveller made himself as comfortable floor, while a strong light flashed upwards into as he could, with the aid of a good supper and the room. Not a second was to be lost. The farmer, as well as an inn-keeper, and although a cheerful fire, not forgetting his lost-and-found traveller dashed open the window, and leaped no particular or satisfactory reason could be assigned for it, beyond vague and uncertain the wine ran low, and that a certain disposition nion. companion, until, after some time, finding that into the yard, followed by his faithful compaAnother moment, and without giving rumours, he was by no means a favourite with to trace castles and abbeys in the glowing re-himself any trouble on the score of a saddle, his neighbours. He had little, indeed, of the cesses of the burning turf, was creeping over he was on the back of his horse, as fast a hunBoniface about him; dark, sullen, and down-him-that is to say, in plain English, catching ter as any in Leinster, and scouring away for looking, he never appeared, even to a guest, himself nodding over the fire-he thought it life and death on the road to Kilcullen, followunless when specially called for, much less to best to transfer his somnolency to a well-cur-ed by a train as pitiless as that which hurried a thirsty brother farmer or labourer, pass-tained bed that stood invitingly in a recess of from Kirk Alloway after poor Tam O'Shanter. ing his heavy, old-fashioned door, to ask the room. him to taste his home-brewed ale or usqueYou may be sure he spared neither whip, baugh; yet the man was well to pass in the As he proceeded to undress, the anxiety and spur, nor horseflesh, and, thanks to Providence world, and with the aid of three or four hulk- agitation of his dog attracted his attention, and and a good steed, he reached Kilcullen in safeing sons, and a heart-broken drudge of a wife, at last fairly aroused him, sleepy as he was, ty. The authorities secured the villanous host managed his farm and his inn, so as to pay his though he could in no way account for it. The and his accomplice sons, and the infuriated way at fair and market, and "hold his own," the bed, and as he laid aside each article of crets to the flames. animal ran backward and forward from him to peasantry gave the fatal inn and its bloody seas the saying is, in the country. For all that, There is the story; and if it be true, I can there were those who did not stick to say that clothing, fetched it to him again, with the more travellers went to his inn in the night when, to satisfy the poor creature, as well as one of the breed of the traveller's terrier, for most intelligent and beseeching gestures, and only say that I wish I knew where I could get than ever left it in the morning; and one or two who remembered him in his early days, to discover, if possible, what he wanted and love or money. before he had learned to mask the evil traits of meant, he resumed some portion of his dress, his character by sullenness and reserve, would nothing could equal his joy. Strange suspinot have taken the broad lands of the Geral-cions began to flash across the traveller's mind; dines of Leinster to pass a night in the best

As you go from Kilcullen Bridge to Carlow, about three miles on your road, there stands, and barely stands, a ruined house. The situation has nothing particularly striking about it, the country is open and thinly cultivated,

and a faint outline of hills is visible in the distance.

Some seventy or eighty years ago, it was a substantial-looking inn; the proprietor was a

Timbuctoo. The King of Timbuctoo has 500 or 600 horses. He frequently hunts the antelope, wild ass, ostrich, and an animal which appears to be the *In most parts of Ireland, peat, or, as we call it, wild cow of Africa. The wild ass is very fleet, and when closely pursued kicks back the earth and the

bed-room in the house;-no, no-they would turf, is used for fuel.

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sand in the eyes of his pursuers. They have the finest greyhounds in the world, with which they only hunt the antelope; for the dogs are not able to overtake the ostrich. Any person may accompany the King in hunting. Sometimes he does not return for three or four days; he sets out always after sunrise. Whatever is killed in the chase is divided among the strangers and other company present; but those animals which are taken alive are sent to the King's palace. He goes to hunt towards the desert, and does not begin till distant ten miles from the town. lopes are found in herds from thirty to sixty. The ostriches, like storks, place sentinels upon the watch; thirty yards are reckoned a distance for a secure shot with the bow. The King always shoots on horseback, as do many of his courtiers sometimes with muskets, but oftener with bows. The King takes a great many tents with him. There are no lions, tigers, or wild boars, near Timbuctoo. They play at chess and draughts; and are very expert at those games; they have no cards; but they have tumblers, | jugglers, and ventriloquists, whose voices appear to come from under the armpits. They have no temples, churches, or mosques, no regular worship, or Sabbath; but once in three months they have a great festival, which lasts two or three days, sometimes a week, and is spent in eating and drinking.

EARLY NOTICE OF THE USE OF TEA BY THE CHINESE. The Arabian traveller Wahab, who visited China in the ninth century, speaking of the revenues of the empire, says, "The Emperor reserves to himself the revenues arising from the salt mines, and from a certain herb which the people drank with hot water, and of which such quantites were sold in all the cities as produced enormous sums. This shrub, called tah by the Chinese, was more bushy than the pomegranate tree, and of a more agreeable perfume. The people poured boiling water on the leaf of the tah, and drank the decoction, which was thought to be efficacious in curing all sorts of diseases."

Lorenzo Dow is preaching at Washington city. This anecdote is related of him as a well authenticated fact:-At the close of a religious meeting, he observed that he was inclined to Matrimony. If any lady of his congregation had similar inclinations, she was requested to rise. A lady a little advanced in life, gave the required intimation. Lorenzo visited her she became his wife, and shared her fortune with him.

SELECT POETRY.

NEW-ENGLAND LEGENDS.

There came unto my father's hut,

A wan, weak creature of distress;
The red man's door is never shut
Against the lone and shelterless;
And when he knelt before his feet,
My father led the stranger in-
He gave him of his hunter-meat-
Alas! it was a deadly sin!

The stranger's voice was not like ours-
His face at first was sadly pale,
Anon 'twas like the yellow flowers,

Which tremble in the meadow-gale-
And when he him laid down to die-
And murmured of his father-land,
My mother wiped his tearful eye,
My father held his burning hand!
He died at last-the funeral yell

Rang upward from his burial sod,
And the old Powwah knelt to tell
The tidings to the white man's God!
The next day came-my father's brow
Grew heavy with a fearful pain,
He did not take his hunting-bow-

He never sought the woods again!
He died even as the white-man died—
My mother, she was smitten too,
My sisters vanished from my side,
Like diamonds from the sun-lit dew.
And then we heard the Pow wah sav
That God had sent his angel forth,
To sweep our ancient tribes away-
And poison and unpeople Earth.
And it was so from day to day

The Spirit of the Plague went on-
And those at morning blithe and gay,

Were dying at the set of sun.— They died-our free, bold hunters died— The living might not give them graves― Save when along the water-side

They cast them to the hurrying waves. The carrion-crow-the ravenous beast, Turned loathing from the ghastly dead;Well might they shun the funeral feast By that destroying angel spread! One after one-the red-men fell,

Our gallant wan-tribe passed awayAnd I alone am left to tell

The story of its swift decay. Alone alone-a withered leaf

Yet clinging to its naked bough; The pale race scorn the aged chief, And I will join my fathers now. The spirits of my people bend

At midnight from the solemn West, To me their kindly arms extendThey call me to their home of rest!

From the National Gazette. STANZAS.

THE INDIAN'S TALE.-BY J. G. WHITTIER.
"And the people of this place say that at certain
It was generally believed by the first settlers of
New England, that a moral pestilence had a short seasons beautiful sounds are heard from the ocean."

time previous to their arrival in a great measure depopulated some of the finest portions of the country

Lonely and wild it rose,

Mavor's Voyages.

on the seaboard. The Indians themselves corrobo- That strain of solemn music from the sea, rated this opinion, and gave the English a terrific de- As though the bright air trembled to disclose scription of the ravages of the unseen Destroyer.

The War-God did not wake to strife
The strong men of our forest-land,
No red hand grasped the battle-knife
At Areouski's high command:-
We held no war-dance by the dim

And red light of the creeping flame;
Nor warrior-yell, nor battle-hymn,
Upon the midnight breezes came.
There was no portent in the sky,

No shadow on the round bright sun, With light and mirth and melody,

The long, fair summer days came on; We were a happy people then, Rejoicing in our hunter-mood; No foot-prints of the pale-faced men Had marred our forest-solitude. The land was ours-this glorious landWith all its wealth of wood and streamsOur warriors strong of heart and handOur daughters beautiful as dreams. When wearied at the thirsty noon,

We knelt us where the spring gushed upTo taste our Father's blessed boonUnlike the white-man's poison cup.

An ocean mystery.

Again a low sweet tone,

Fainting in murmurs on the listening day,
Just bade the excited thought its presence own,
Then died away.

Once more the gush of sound,
Struggling and swelling from the heaving plain,
Thrilled a rich peal triumphantly around,
And fled again.

O boundless deep! we know
Thou hast strange wonders in thy gloom concealed;
Gems, flashing gems, from whose unearthly glow
Sunlight is sealed.

And an eternal spring
Showers her rich colours with unsparing hand,
Where coral trees their graceful branches fling
O'er golden sand.

But tell, oh restless main!

Who are the dwellers in thy world beneath,
That thus the watery realm cannot contain
The joy they breathe?
Emblem of glorious might!
Are thy wild children like thyself arrayed,
Strong in immortal and unchecked delight,
Which cannot fade?

Or to mankind allied,

Toiling with wo, and passion's fiery sting;
Like their own home, where storms or peace preside,
As the winds bring?

Alas for human thought!

How does it flee, existence worn and old, To win companionship with beings wrought Of finer mould!

'Tis vain the reckless waves Join with loud revel the dim ages flown, But keep each secret of their hidden caves Dark and unknown.

ON THE DEATH OF TWO SISTERS. The following tender verses are by Colonel Alexander, of Calcutta.

One stalk two little tendrils bore,

Around one stem they twin'd;
The infant shoots the rude blast tore,
And spread them to the wind.

Cull'd from the wreck their sad remains,
Within one grave repose;
Alike exempt from present pains,
And safe from future woes.

Earth has its due! to heav'n above
Their gentle spirits rise,
And angels chant, with songs of love,
Their welcome to the skies.

SONG-ROUSSEAU'S DREAM.

"El dolce lampeggio dell' angelico riso.” Still let me sleep! in dreams like this, Thy spirit yet may speak to mine,

I would not for a world of bliss

Exchange that shadowy smile of thine! It comes the moonlight of my soul—

It fleets and leaves my thoughts still bright,
As waves that in the twilight roll
Reflect the farewell look of light.

Thy form is yet of mortal birth,
But gently freed from hopes and fears,
Thy look is sad, yet not of earth,

Love's tenderness-without his tears!

I would not one frail murmur give
To stay thy spirit from the sky,
When thou with Love hast died to live,
Oh! who would darkly live to die!

I cannot wake again to weep,

From dreaming thus of heaven and thee, Would that my soul could pass in sleep With thine to immortality!

There should we love as spirits love-
All essence, life, and purity,
As mix the starry fires above,
Soul wrapt in soul eternally!

MARRIED,

On the 11th instant, by the Rev. Dr. Proudfit, the Rev. JOHN PROUDFIT, to Miss ABBY H. daughter of Robert Ralston, Esq. of this city.

On Tuesday evening, the 18th inst. by the Rev. Philip F. Mayer, ISAAC NORRIS, Esq. Attorney at law, to MARY, daughter of George Pepper, Esq.

On Tuesday evening, the 18th inst. in St. Joseph's Church, by the Rev. John Hughes, Mr. LAWRENCE J. HUGHES, to Miss MARGARET M., daughter of Rene J. Fougeray.

On Wednesday evening, the 26th inst. by Tracy Taylor, Esq. R. W. SYKES, Esq. to VIRGINIA FON

TANGES.

Yesterday morning, by the Rev. Wm. P. Furness, Mr. HUGH BRIDPORT, to Miss RACHEL TODHUNTER, both of this city.

DIED,

On Wednesday morning, the 19th inst. after a short illness, Mr. GEORGE COUSLAND, in the 33d year of his age.

On Thursday morning, after a lingering illness, Mrs. JANE WILSON, wife of Samuel Wilson.

Last evening, 21st inst. Mrs. MARGARET MYERS, wife of Wm. Myers, of Southwark.

On Sunday last, JOSEPH PARKE, of East Bradford township, Chester county, in the ninety-ninth year of his age.

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