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ed Turkey Cock's Vengeance, where they were to make a stand and receive a reinforcement from Yorktown; whereupon the American advanced guard were to commence a retreat, and be hotly pursued by the British across Peg's Run and Long Twisted Boggery till they reached Dog's Misery, where the main army, under General Washington in person, was to be stationed. Here Corporal Spinbutton was to receive a check and draw off his forces, leaving behind him his baggage, consisting of two knapsacks of bread and cheese. The whole American army was then to take up the line of march, and proceed in three columns through Widow M'Quirk's cow pasture and Skunk Siah's orchard, till they arrived at Deacon Styles' cabbage garden, where they were to debouch and prepare for the grand attack.-The assault was made by the main body, under General Washington, while a detachment of five men, under Sergeant Doolittle, was to manœuvre upon the enemy's flank and storm his outworks, consisting of a couple of haycocks.-Hereupon the enemy was to beat a parley, and Lord Cornwallis was to despatch a flag of truce to General Washington, to treat of a surrender; but the two generals not agreeing about the terms, the action was to be renewed, and a sharp firing kept up as long as the ammunition held out. At this time, finding the fortune of the day going against him, General Washington was to put himself at the head of the troops and lead them on at the point of the bayonet. The detachment above mentioned having possessed themselves of the enemy's haycock outworks, and a ravelin and half moon made by a pile of logs, were to pour in a galling fire and enfilade the whole tenaille of the enemy's works. Taking advantage of this, General Washington was to enter the intrenchments, sword in hand, when the enemy was to hoist a white flag, and the surrender of the pigstye was to follow.

Certainly Josh Beanpole's general orders were drawn up as well as any of Bonaparte's bulletins. The plan of the campaign was excellent, and not a man on the ground but would have betted ten to one that Josh and his army would carry the pigstye, but by the strangest chance in the world it turned out that Count O'Reilly did not take Algiers, but Algiers took him!

The rival armies took their stations and the battle began. Immense crowds flocked around the scene of action, all wrapt in wonder and breathless with curiosity to view the great spectacle of the capture of Yorktown. All eyes were turned upon General Washington, the hero of this eventful day. Josh did really cut a most gallant figure at the head of the American army on this occasion. His dazzling regimentals, with their show of brass buttons and yellow baize, shone out among the general officers of the staff like the meridian sun among the stars. His enormous chapeau surmounted with a bunch of cockerel feathers a yard in height, caused him to loom up from the rank and file of the army, like one of Don Quixote's giants: while his legs being incased in a monstrous pair of new cowhide boots that came a foot and a half above his knees, impart ed a most imposing military stiffness to his gait. "General Washington! General Washington!" exclaimed every tongue--and every one agreed that

-Take him for all in all They ne'er should look upon his like again. The old men gaped and wondered, the old women did the same; the boys shouted and marvelled, the girls looked on, stared and admired. Josh Beanpole never appeared so irresistible before, Nance was absolutely delighted, and every body thought she was positively done for.

The first part of the plan of operation succeeded to admiration. The American scouts discovered the British just in the nick of time, and fell upon them at the moment when they were about to make a terrible havoc among

Deacon Styles's cabbages. The retreat was blows, pokes, hits, fore-strokes and backably managed and the marching and counter- strokes prevailed; shouting, screaming, yellmarching executed without any other mishaping and grunting filled the air! The walls than the loss of a corporal and two privates tumbled down with a terrible crash, and the who got stuck in the mud at Long Twisted old sow came scampering down the hill at a Boggery; and a little, pursy, duck-legged gallop after the routed army! drummer who fell into Peg's Run and was taken up for tipsy. The grand attack commenced, the outworks were carried by assault. The American army pressed forward, General Washington flourished his sword and exclaimed, "On! on! my brave boys." Lord Cornwallis mounted the ramparts of the citadel and thundered defiance at the assailants. Bang! bang! went the guns,-huzza! huzza! shouted the spectators. The musketry roared again, the drums beat a terrible generale, the sky was rent with shouts and shrouded in smoke! Sure never did pigstye present a scene so sublime before.

But just at this moment all the spectators were struck with surprise at observing an uncommon appearance in Yorktown. The firing suddenly ceased and the whole garrison fell instantly into a most singular confusion; presently Lord Cornwallis came tumbling over the walls of the pigstye with his whole staff at his heels, and the rank and file of the garrison after them hurly burly, pell mell, scampering off like mad. Every body stared and was struck with astonishment. But we must go back for a moment to explain the cause of this.

The same pigstye, as we said before, was cleared of its tenants a day or two previous, and the pigs shut up in another enclosure. It so happened that an obstinate, surly old sow, not liking her new quarters, contrived to get loose early on the morning of the battle. After rooting about the fields and stuffing herself with a monstrous meal, she trudged instinctively back to her old dwelling where she got in unobserved while every body was absent at dinner. There she snuggled away in a dark corner and fell fast asleep.

But the roaring of the musketry and the rolling of the drums and the shouting of the multitude and the tramping up and down of Lord Cornwallis and his soldiers upon the citadel of Yorktown, at length aroused the snoring animal, and she opened her eyes with a most significant grunt, wondering what could keep this dreadful pother o'er her head. Getting up and poking her snout into the open air, she found her peaceful domicil filled with men of war making such a racket and tantarra as were enough to drive any hog in the universe crazy.

No hog could be more hoggish than the one of which we speak. She was a cross-grained, snappish, and as malicious a piece of pork as the country for ten miles round could show; and more than that, she was of about four hundred pounds weight. In an instant she sprang among the enemy and knocked down a platoon of them before any one was aware of the new assailant. The next instant she butted an aide de camp out at the sally port and gave Lord Cornwallis a grip in the rear at the slack of his pantaloons which ruined that portion of his regimentals forever and aye. His Lordship sprang over the walls in a jiffy without waiting for his suite, and the whole garrison was put to the rout in the twinkling of an eye. Some threw themselves over the ramparts, others climbed upon the bastion, others scuttled off the half moon, the fierce animal meanwhile rooting hither and thither among them, knocking down, and biting, and scratching and kicking at a most terrible rate. Those who could not get out in season were obliged to turn upon the assailant by beating her with the butt ends of their muskets. Dire was the confusion! The soldiers belabored the porker, and the porker pummelled the soldiers, bit their legs, tumbled them down and trampled them under foot! Chaos was come again! The soldiers roared and shouted; the old sow squealed in triumph, the walls of the pigstye trembled with the clamor, the bastions came tumbling down, the citadel shook to its foundations; kicks, thumps, cuffs, thacks, bangs,

This happened at the very instant in which General Washington had put himself at the head of the army to lead on the attack. Ho was flourishing his sword in a most fierce and martial attitude, when the furious animal took him between the legs and carried him off at a full gallop. His new cow hide boots so stiffened him at the knees that he was astride of the animal's back without the power to throw himself off. Away went General Washington extemporaneously mounted, without saddle or bridle, with his head to the rear, and grasping the tail of his steed with as tight a grip as his muscles could exert.-In an instant he broke through the centre of his own line, put the corps de reserve to the rout, and in ten seconds was among the thickest of the throng of spectators, knocking down all before him, frightening the females out of their wits, breaking horses loose, overturning carts and tables loaded with apples, nuts, cakes, bottles, decanters and glasses, and making such devastation as never had been witnessed since time was. The multitude scrambled to save themselves, and pursued one another down in the attempt. The whole field was in a hurly-burly. Josh and his steed galloped off and have not been heard of since.-Nance was married last week to corporal Spinbutton, who is now captain. He has just arrived in Boston as a member of the General Court, and was seen at a milliner's shop in Washington street, yesterday, cheapening a new bonnet.—Galaxy.

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For shame, dear friend!-renounce this canting strain,

What wouldst thou have a good great man obtain?

Place? titles? salary? a gilded chain? Or throne of corses which his sword hath slain ?

Greatness and goodness are not means but ends.

Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man? three treasures, Love, and LIGHT,

And CALM THOUGHTS regular as infants' breath;

And three firm friends, more sure than day and night; HIMSELF, his MAKER, and the angel DEATH.

SNEEZING.

FATHER Tachard, in his Voyages informs us, that the Siamese imagine, that the supreme judge of hell is eternally minuting, in a memorandum book, the lives and actions of all

Literary Port Folio.

Very late arrivals from Europe enable us to present our readers with much interesting foreign matter.

There is a report that Leopold, Prince of Saxe Cobourg, and son-in-law of the King of England, is to be made King of Greece by the allied powers. Having never heard of this prince in any other way than as husband to the Princess Charlotte; and since her death, as an object of ridicule to the London papers, on account of his alleged meanness and parsimony, we were not prepared to hear of his political advancement. His very mediocrity may however recommend him to the favour of the allies, who will probably mark out a course which Greece must take. The whole matter

mankind; and when he turns to the title-page
of any particular person's life, the page sneezes,
and we mortals sympathetically sneeze with
it. Hence arose the custom of wishing long
life to the sneezer. The custom of using some
kind of adjuration after sneezing is very an-
cient, and appears to have been very extensive
in its application. It is common in Europe,
in Asia and in America; and the ancient
Greeks regarded sneezing as an omen,
whence
they derived prediction. Several causes have
been assigned for the origin of this custom;
and Father Feyjoo has attributed it to the ordi-
nance of Pope Gregory, who instituted a short
prayer to be used on such occasions, at a time
when a pestilence raged, the fatal crisis of
which was indicated by sneezing. The Rab-
bis have a tale, that before the time of Jacob,
men never sneezed but once, and then imme-
diately died. The patriarchs, they say, ob-
tained a revocation of this law, the memory of
which was ordered to be preserved in all na-
tions by some salutary exclamation after sneez-
ing. These accounts are all fabulous, the
pious fictions of pious old men.-Aristotle,
Apuleius, Petronius Arbiter, and other ancient
writers, often allude to the custom. For fur-
ther particulars respecting so important a mat-
ter, the learned reader may consult Beverovi-pondence which produced it. Believing Mr.
cium in Epistolis Question: and Picart, Cere-

mon:

Religion, tom. v. p. 17, the unlearned will find some nonsense about it in " D'Israeli's

Curiosities of Literature,"--we forget exactly

where.

LONDON FEMALE FASHIONS FOR
JANUARY.

Walking Dress-A pelisse of fawn coloured gros de Naples, delicately embroidered in black outline down each side of the front where it closes, as far as to a very broad border of black velvet, which surrounds the skirt next the feet, nearly as high as to the knee; at the head of which is a trimming of light sable, or some other valuable light coloured fur. The sleeves are a la Donna Maria, and they are trimmed up by the outside of the arm, where the sleeve tightens at the cuff, with fur. Round the waist, which is made plain, is a black velvet zone, clasped with a gold broach. The collar of the pelisse turns back, and is surmounted by a French double ruff of lace. The bonnet is of black velvet, trimmed with a bow of the same, and three algrettes of blue corn flowers and ears of corn; the algrette in front larger than those on each side. A Chantilly lace veil is worn with this bonnet, which ties under the chin on the right side, with a bow of black satin riband. A boa tippet of marten-silk is added to this appropriate winter pelisse. The half-boots are of fawn-coloured kid, tipped at the toe

with black.

Evening Dress.-A dress of pink satin; the border trimmed en jabots, with the same materials, each one bordered by a broad, rich, white blond; these ornaments ascend from the hem next the feet, as high as to the knee. The corsage is made quite plain, with a very broad falling tucker of blond. Over short sleeves of pink satin fall long ones of blond, entirely l'Imbecelle, without any confinement. A dress hat of pink satin forms the coiffeure; this is turned up in front, and lightly ornamented with small white ostrich feathers. A superb veil of white blond falls carelessly over each side, and at the back of the hat. The jewellery ornaments worn with this dress are either pink topasses, or Ceylon rubies, set a l'antique, in filagree gold. The shoes are pink satin, tied en sandales.-La Belle Assemblee.

ser could, and ought, to give us at least one article a week upon New England. We are not willing to say any thing that may diminish his advertising custom, but he may be assured that his lore upon the history, politics, and manners of New England, would be much more interesting to the public (however it may be to him) than statements of "codfish looking up," or "pepper drooping," or any other of the details of prices current. We can only lament that no arrangement could be made to fill the editorial columns of some other paper with a part of the advertisements in his.

The great success of the English experi ments upon rail-roads, is the most important to us of all the late events in Europe.

A very great crowd attends the Lectures upon the History of the Middle Ages, deliver

may be only a speculation of the French jour- ing in Paris by M. De Villemain. We have no

nals.

It is said that a "perfect reconciliation" has taken place between Lord Wellington and Mr. Huskisson. We should like to see the corres

Huskisson to be an able man, and that his re-
turn to office would be useful to the public, as
well as to Great Britain, we hope there may

be no mistake in this report.

The Emperor of Russia has not yet quitted his chamber, and it is said that his brothers and the Russian people are dissatisfied with the treaty of peace with Turkey. The poor Turks will find the Russians very unreasonable.

The account of the French ball at Constanti

nople, and of the arrival in England of a num-
ber of boys from the Pacha of Egypt, we think
very interesting and important. The Oriental
and Mahometan powers are now brought into
such frequent collision, and such great and
necessary intercourse with more civilized and
Christian nations, that a great change must
take place in their governments and habits.
The anecdote of the Persian prince at Mos-
cow may be considered as a popular way of
stating the fact that polygamy is usual in Per-
sia.

There is quite a curious statement of the
number of the periodical works in Great Bri-
tain, which are edited by Scotchmen. This is
quite honourable to "North Britain," as many
Scotchmen call it. We should be glad to see
a statement of the nativities of the editors of
newspapers in the United States. It surely is
not a very profitable employment, and yet we
suspect that a great proportion of our editors
would be found to have been "born all along
shore" in New England. We suggest to our
neighbour and friend, of the United States'
Gazette, who is well acquainted with New
England, as well as with the middle states,
that an article on this subject from him would
be very interesting.

doubt that in Philadelphia, or any of our large cities, lectures upon History, Geography, and Natural Philosophy, if eloquently and ably delivered, would attract large audiences. This is a subject to which we have given much attention, and to which we may hereafter return.

The very lively article upon the mine hunting mania, which will be found in another part of this paper, is from the Village Record.

Foreign Miscellany.

Constantinople, Nov. 27.-On the 22d inst. Count Guilleininot celebrated the Saint's day of the King of France by a grand ball and supper, in the hotel of the Legation, which was splendidly illuminated. The entertainment was in every respect brilliant, and the difference between this and the celebrated fete on board the Blonde was so remarkable, that it must not be passed over in silence.

"The Turkish great men, Ministers and dies, as on board the frigate; they kept in a guests, were not mixed with the European laroom by themselves, and there conversed with the Ambassadors and Ministers. Sometimes one or another went alone into the drawing room to see the dancing; their attendants were wholly separated from them. A room was set apart for smoking. No Mussulman Camp to the Sultan, who danced a cotillion in took part in the ball except Aconi Bey, Aid-deEuropean shoes.

"When supper was ready the Turkish Grandees and Ministers were conducted by the European Ambassadors to the table (for seventy persons) prepared for them, and so placed that an European Minister was seated among three or four Turks, and an interpreter. The ladies took their seats altogether in the centre of the table. No Turk was asked to drink wine; when a toast was proposed to the health of the sovereigns, on which every one arose, sherbet was presented to them, but some preferred champaigne. The Mahometan guests were the Selikdar, Bekir Aga, Cahweeschi Baschi, a Colonel of the Sultan's Guard, his two of the Sultan's Chamberlains, the Seraskier's Aides-de-Camp, Aconi and Ahmed Bey, two Dewlet Naziri, the Captain Pacha, Naum Pacha, the Kopyrbaschi General of Artillery, the Reis Effendi, with his private Secretary, the Moklubdsch Secretary to the Grand Vizier, the Chief of his Office, and the Terchnifaldschi Effendi, or Chief Master of the Ceremonies.

"The entertainment will now soon take The editor of the New York Daily Adverti- place which the Sultan is preparing to give to

the European Ministers, in the grand hall of the Divan in the Arsenal. According to all appearances, the Sultan himself will be present to witness the diversions and European customs, and then to determine how far the permission and introduction of them is compatible with the Mahometan law; for many irregularities that took place on board the Blonde must be highly displeasing to the orthodox successor of the Caliphs; it cannot be denied, that if the steps taken to promote civilization are to be useful, it cannot be effected at the expense of morality, and of their religious sentiments, which command reverence among every people not wholly degenerated. The example of decorum and temperance set by the Europeans would undoubtedly have a favourable influence on the minds of the Orientals; whereas the charms of temptation, and the transgression of a law consecrated by long and strict observance, must lead to consequences injurious to morality.

The Zoological Gardens are a great favourite of ours; and nothing can be prettier than their little knots of flowers, their cages and kangaroos, and wild ducks, and golden winged paroquets, and blue beard monkeys, and the whole exhibition of Mr. Vigors' naturalist ingenuity. But this does not prevent our believing, with a perfectly firm faith, that some desperate accident will before long show the folly of bringing lions and tigers, panthers and wolves, into visiting acquaintance with the pursy citizens and citizenesses of this innocent and overgrown metropolis. As to trying how far we can domesticate rein-deer, elks, and lamas, and all the tameable species of animals, we wish all kinds of experiments to be made, that do not choke the victims with kindness, or break their hearts with confinement in pastures twelve inches by three. But does the most sanguine Mr. Vigors on earth expect to make wolves stand the process of milking, lions furnish wool, or panthers draw my Lord Mayor's coach? In the mean time, they follow their original tastes, and are as ready to snap off a stray hand or foot as if they never heard a syllable of English in their lives.

A few days ago, as two gentlemen philosophers were descanting on the possible civilization of the wolves, a practical evidence of our position was given: a child playing near the cage put her arm within reach, and was instantly seized by the ferocious animal. One of the by-standers, Mr. Perry, surgeon to the Foundling Hospital, with great promptitude kicked the wolf violently in the throat, and made him quit his hold. The limb was considerably lacerated, and after Mr. P. had used the best remedies at his command, the child was conveyed home to Park street, Grosvenor square, by her alarmed mother, who had been present when the accident occurred. The mother who suffered her child to get loose from her hand in such a place was of course a fool; and all that we can wish on such a subject is, that she did not make the experiment in place of her unfortunate infant. Our only surprise is, that fifty accidents of the same kind do not happen every day, for the mothers let their children rove, just as if they were in the most innocent company on earth; and due credit ought to be given to the wild beasts in general for their considerate conduct in not eating up half the rising generation that pay their shillings a-piece to see the zoological show. But if mothers will be flirts or fools, or will "trust," that as their children have never been eaten yet, they never will be eaten; the conductors of the gardens ought to interfere, and interpose the physical prudence of a few more and stronger bars. At present a single fence before, with apparently little more than a slight deal partition behind, stands between the spectator and instant deglutition. There gazes the plump Englishman; and two feet from his stomach crouches, with his nose between his knees, the lord of the wilderness, the majesty that has many a night shaken the African fo

rest with his roar, and that now, if it so pleased him, could, with a single spring, burst into splinters his flimsy cage, or carry himself and it upon the head of the astonished John Bull. The gist of our exhortation is, at least, the construction of an outer fence, which would alike prevent foolish and flirting mammas from seeing their children devoured before their flirtation were done; and give the speculative John Bull two chances for one. It would even be voted unanimously, we think, by the forest monarchs themselves; for we have seen their slumbers disturbed in a very teasing manner by silly people. It has been said that a lady, a few days ago, thrust the end of her parasol into the lion's eye, to ascertain whether he was asleep or awake. The statement has been since denied. But it resembles so much some of the facts that came under our own observation, that we are strongly inclined to believe in the parasol experiment.

The conductors of this menagerie must not think us hostile to it or them. On the contrary, we think that they have done themselves great credit by their beginning, and that the menagerie is not merely a very pretty, but a very curious and a very instructive place, and that it might be made more instructive still by a few simple regulations. In the first place, by lowering the rate of admission to a fourth of its present amount. The shilling being an embargo upon a vast many respectable persons who would be glad to give their children and themselves frequent opportunities of studying the forms and habits of those animals; and acting as a complete exclusion upon a vast multitude, who ought not to be overlooked in systems of public instruction. Schools, workmen, and the general crowd of the lower orders must thus be totally shut out, except perhaps once in their lives.

A very valuable addition would be made by a printed sheet, to be sold for the smallest possible sum, at the entrance of the gardens, explaining some of the principal features of Zoological science, and describing the animals, an enlarged catalogue raisonné of the collection. A publication on a more extended scale, but in which cheapness should be essential, might give a more general knowledge of the science, the valuable properties of the animals, the more curious peculiarities of their instincts and habits, their susceptibility of pain and pleasure, the mode of taming and rearing all, and peculiarly the domestic animals of England, with some natural reflections on our duty towards the lower creation, the cruelty and crime of giving them unnecessary pain, the limits within which our right to use them are restricted by the laws of religion and of the land; the whole tending to an improved knowledge of their nature, and a heightened feeling of the duties of humanity. An institution rendering such services as those to the popular mind, would be a national good, and must receive the patronage of every honest and benevolent mind.

The King and the late Dr. Parr.--The following conversation between his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales, our present Sove reign, and the late Dr. Parr, took place at the Duke of Norfolk's table, in St. James's-square, in the presence of Mr. Fox, Mr. Sheridan, Lord Erskine, and a large party of distinguished persons. The name of the Archbishop of York, who was then in a declining state of health, having been alluded to, the Prince observed:

"I esteem Markham a much greater, wiser, and more learned man than Hurd, and a better teacher, and you will allow me to be a judge, for they were both my preceptors."

"Sir," said Dr. Parr, "is it your Royal Highness' pleasure that I should enter on the topic of their comparative merits as a subject of discussion?"

"Yes," said the Prince.

"Then, Sir," said Dr. Parr, "I differ entire ly from your Royal Highness in opinion."

"As I knew them both so intimate," replied

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Sir," replied Parr, "I venture to differ from your Royal Highness' conclusion. I am my. self a schoolmaster, and I think that Dr. Hurd pursued the right method, and that Dr. Markham failed in his duty. Hurd desired your Royal Highness to find the word in the Lexicon, not because he did not know it, but because he wished you to find by search, and learn it thoroughly. Dr. Hurd was not eminent as a scholar, but it is not likely that he would have presumed to teach your Royal Highness without knowing the lesson himself."

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"Have you not changed your opinion of Dr. Hurd?" exclaimed the Prince: "I have read a work in which you attacked him fiercely." Yes, Sir, I attacked him on one point, which I thought important to letters, and I summoned the whole force of my mind, and took every possible pains to do it well; for I consider Hurd to be a great man."

It is added (by Dr. Parr's biographer,) "I took down this conversation from my Reverend Friend (Dr. Parr's) dictation.-He avowed that he was put on his defence, and that the argument was maintained with some heat."

Scottish Editors. It is worthy of notice how many of the best periodicals at present in existence are edited by Scotchmen. There are, in the first place, our two leading Reviews, the Quarterly, edited by Mr. Lockhart, and the Edinburgh edited first by Mr. Jeffrey, and now by Mr. Napier. Then there are two Quarterly Reviews, edited the one by Mr. Giljes, and the other by Mr. Fraser, both Scotchmen. Then come the Magazines; and the first of all Blackwood's, the sheet anchor of which is our countryman Professor Wilson

then the New Monthly, at the head of which is Campbell, the poet-and Sharpe's London Magazine, started and supported by Allan Cunningham. Then we have two philosophical Journals under the auspices of two Scotchmen eminent in science-Dr. Brewster and Professor Jamieson. If we next turn to the weekly publications, we have the Literary Gazette, so popular both in London and out of it, edited by Mr. Jerdan; we have the Atlas, the largest paper in England, edited by Mr. Bell; and we have the Spectator, edited by Mr. Rintoul. As to the newspapers they are too numerous to particularise; but is there not Mr. Stoddard of the Times, Mr. Stuart of the Courier, and Mr. Alexander of the Morning Journal-three of the most influential of any published in the metropolis? Many other Scotch editors are scattered over England, while we are not aware of a single English Editor in Scotland.-Edinburgh Literary Journal.

Twenty Arab boys have arrived at the Central Schools of the British and Foreign School Society. They were sent over by the Pacha of Egypt, and are to be educated in the English language, and trained as schoolmasters for opening schools in Egypt.

ore of some description or other. Some have
found gold and silver. One man found a dia-
mond as big as a potato, and another one as big
as a piece of chalk, and they have laid warrants
on the lands, one on the top of another, just
like a patched coat that has been in the ser-
vice in days of old.

LONDON BIRTHS AND DEATHS, 1829.

There were Christened in London during the year ending Dec. 15, 1829-Males, 13,674; Females, 13,354; in all, 27,028. Buriedmales, 12,015; Females, 11,560; in all, 23,525. Whereof have died,

Mrs. Bendysh, daughter of Ireton, and grand-daughter of Cromwell, was greatly attached to the memory of the Protector. Travelling in a stage coach on one occasion where she was not personally known, she fell into a violent dispute in his behalf; the opponent was as hot and as violent as the lady; and if, towards the end of the stage their anger subsided, it was not for want of wrath and words to keep it up, but for want of breath to give it utterance. After they went out of the coach and had taken some refreshment, the old lady very calmly and respectfully desired to speak apart with the gentleman who had been her opponent in the dispute. When she had him alone, she told him, with great composure," he had in the grossest manner, belied and abused the most pious man that ever lived; that Cromwell's blood that flowed in her veins, would not allow her to pass over the indignities cast on his memory in her presence; that she could not handle a sword, but she could fire a pistol as well as he, and that she demanded immediate satisfaction to the injured honour of her family." The gentleman was exceedingly amazed at the oddness of this address; but, as he happened to carry about him good sense enough to teach him how to act upon the spot, he immediately told her, "that there were many great qualities in Oliver which he honoured as much as she could; that if he had known or suspected her relationship to him, PHILADELPHIA BIRTHS AND DEATHS

he would not have said a word on the subject to give her offence, and that he sincerely asked her pardon." This submission completely satisfied her; and they finished their journey with much pleasure and good humour; but Saint Oliver was not again brought on the tapis.

It may not be generally known that a Genoese lord, of the family of Palaracine, with the relict of one of whom, (who had settled in England,) Sir Oliver Cromwell, uncle of the Protector, married in 1601, procured for Bonaparte's great grand father, the situation in Corsica, which induced his removal from Abruzzo, in Naples, to that island.

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IN TEN YEARS.
BIRTHS.

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DEATHS.

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1821

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taking to travel from hence to St. Louis, as it
is in the winter season to go from New York
to Albany by land. The distance is estimated
at about a thousand miles-only three days'
journey, allowing twelve hours each day to be
on the road, and as much more for the purposes
of eating and sleeping. A week, therefore,
will be time enough for the jaunt, and allow
one day to see the curiosities of the place.
We certainly move on rapidly, at least in
imagination, in this country.-N.Y. Daily Adv.

ous.

Cambaceres was a gourmand, and his table would have been daily crowded with guests, had not his disposition been somewhat penuriOf this last foible there is an anecdote too characteristic to be omitted. He had directed a furniture-broker to bring him a table capacious enough for sixty covers. Accordingly it was brought, and ordered to be laid out in the dining-room. When this was done, he insisted that it was not of the requisite dimensions. His object was to procure by this means some abatement of the price; but the 1843 poor tradesman demurred. To settle the ques749 tion, Cambaceres despatched one of his valets 95 to bring in sixty masons, who were at that moment demolishing some buildings in the Place du Carousel. The men were surprised at so unexpected a summons; they naturally supposed, however, that the great man wished some improvement to be immediately made in his palace, hastily cleaned themselves, and flew to the spot. When introduced into the dining-room, they were not a little amazed to find the table laid out with sixty covers. "No doubt," thought they, "his highness has received good news from the army, and in the joy of his heart wishes to give us a treat!" This impression was confirmed when they were ordered to take their seats. But what was their amazement when, instead of the table being covered with dainties, Cambaceres, who was standing near them, called out, " Act as if you were pouring out to drink! Seize Phil. Gaz. your knives and forks! Seem as if you were cutting something on your plates!" The poor Railroads are in a fair way to supersede cahod-men went through these evolutions with nals, turnpike-roads, and all other channels of such regularity, as to remind us of the barber's Admiral Blake.-Lord Clarendon describing intercourse. Measures are pushing in Massabrother in the Arabian Nights; but in one rethe actions of Blake against the Spaniards, chusetts for forming one from Boston to the spect the parallel is imperfect-the imaginary justly notices, that he was the first man, who North River; New Jersey proposes to have one feast was not succeeded by a substantial one: in naval affairs, declined the old track, and from Camden, opposite Philadelphia, to Am- no sooner was his highness forced to acknowmade it manifest that the science might be boy, in the direction of this city; the Balti-ledge that the table was of the requisite capaattained in less time than was imagined. De- more people are making one from that city to spising those rules which had been long in the Ohio; the inhabitants of Charleston, South practice, to keep his ships and men out of Carolina, are petitioning Congress, notwithdanger, as if the principle art requisite in a standing the constitutional scruples of their naval captain had been to be sure to come safe politicians and legislatures, to assist them in home again, he was the first who brought ships making one from that city to Hamburgh, oppoto contemn castles on shore, which had ever site Augusta, in Georgia; a scheme has been before been thought very formidable, and started to run one from Canojoharie in this taught his men to fight in the fire as well as state, to some place on the Hudson, we believe upon the water: and, adds his lordship, "though at Catskill; and, last of all, a stupendous prohe has been very well imitated and followed, ject has been conceived, of running one from he was the first that gave the example of that the North River to the state of Missouri. Lokind of naval courage, and bold and resolute comotive machines have fortunately come in achievement." On the return of Charles II. seasonably to aid these magnificent speculathe body of this distinguished naval hero was tions; and the expectation undoubtedly must removed from Westminster Abbey and (by his be, that when the road from our river to Bosmajesty's command) thrown with many others ton is finished, passengers in one of these flyinto a pit in St. Margaret's church-yard; ing Dearbornes, may start from Albany in the where, says Wood, "it now remaineth, enjoy-morning, reach Boston in season to transact ing no other monument, but what is reared by business, take an early dinner, and be at home his valour, which time itself can hardly efface." at evening. If the accounts of the progress of "Such (observes a late writer) were the po- these new vehicles are to be credited, such a liteness and humanity introduced by the resto- visit is clearly practicable. The distance from ration." Albany to Boston is only about one hundred and seventy miles. The locomotives are said to travel thirty miles an hour. Six times thirty is one hundred and eighty-leaving five hours and forty minutes only as necessary to complete such a morning's ride. Twenty minutes spare time in the six hours, will be sufficient for the passengers to stop-if indeed there be any stop to such machines-and take breath; for breath will be all they will be likely, in these temperate times, to want on the road.

Mine-Hunting Mania.-It would do you good to just go into the borough of Sunbury, in Northumberland county, Pa. to see Philadelphians and others flocking there in search of stone coal and minerals.-They traverse the Shamokin hills over and over again in search of coal and mineral, and return with their pockets loaded with the above articles. Hardly a man has a pack but what is worn out with the loads he brings in, and every tavern bar, and window, is filled with coal and slate, or

In truth, when the Missouri road is finished, it will not be considered as serious an under

city, than the tantalized guests were unceremoniously dismissed, without the slightest compensation for the time they had lost.

At the recent annual meeting, at Washington, of the American Colonization Society, Mr. Custis, of Arlington, it is said, "repelled the illiberal attack, made by O'Con nell, recently, upon the bright character of our illustrious Washington; and stated that the father of his country, about the time of his death, was deeply engaged in maturing a plan for the freeing and the removal of all his slaves to the western region."

A South American paper, received at Baltimore, by the Harriet, states that the distinguished naturalist, Bonpland, once the companion of Humboldt, and long detained in Paraguay by Dr. Francia, has at length been released by the Dictator.

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THE DEITY.

Milton.

"Come then, expressive silence, muse his praise." Ir may be well to sing of earthly themes, The lovely-the magnificent-that fill Creation's amplitude with glorious dreams: But when the thoughts fly heav'nward-be still.

Oh! if that master-hand that swept the lyre With magic spell, and eloquently dar'd To tell of Deity, as though the fire

Hallowed, with Israel's seer his lip had shar'd,

And girding him with might, afforded power
Strongly to grasp sublimity, and gaze
On visions, veiled until the final hour;-

If, after all, he bids us "muse his praise," Who, but immortals, would do else than pour Their thoughts in silence, tremble and adore?

EARL MURRAY.

BY MISS JEWSBURY.

THERE'S glee in old Linlithgow Town,
For safe returned from Foray,
There rides a noble cavalcade,

And with them princely Murray;
The burghers all have donned their best,
The Minster bells are ringing,
And largess great, and words of state,
The cavaliers are flinging.

There pressed an old crone through the crowd,
All withered, wild, and hoary,

The Regent's rein-his horse's mane

She clasped-and told her story!

"With door's fast barred, there's one keeps guard,

At a window wide and high,

Thence will no flowers be flung in showers,
Lord Regent pass not by.

"His heart is hot, his hand is firm,

His arquebuss is ready;

Ye'll reck and rue that my words are true,
If ye tempt its aim so steady."

He nodded thanks-he gave her gold-
But smiled at ills betiding-

"Ye'll reck and rue that my words are true,"
Said the crone-he went on riding.
Riding on at a peaceful pace

Amid the burghers loyal,

Right and left, as the dense throng cleft,
Bowing with gesture royal;
Riding on to the trumpet's tone,
Without delay or hurry,
While thousands by pealed on the cry-
Of" Long live noble Murray!"
"Thou gave'st me back my forfeit life,
Some ill deeds that may bury;
My wife lies low, and thine the blow,
For that, thou diest Earl Murray.
Then play thy part, my burning heart,
My arquebuss be ready"-
Thus spoke the Lord of Bothwelhaugh-
And fired-his aim was steady.
There may be glee in Linlithgow,
For, safe returned from Foray,
Again may ride a cavalcade,

But never more Earl Murray!
He is lying on his stately bier,

And gathered now, to bury,

With tear, and sigh, the people cry"Alas! alas! poor Murray!"

LINES IN THE MANNER OF COWPER. BY JAMES EDMESTON.

ON a morning of spring, where yon cherrytree blooms,

A bird from his roosting place flew; The dark hand of night had o'ershadowed his plumes,

And had spangled them over with dew. A picture I thought of the tear of regret, As it sparkles as bright in the eye, When the cheek with the dew drop of sorrow is wet,

When the moment of parting is nigh.

But he shook the bright spangles of dew from his wings,

And he mounted a neighbouring tree, And, the gayest of all the gay concert, he sings, And he fills the deep grove with his glee.

Just so, when a few fleeting moments have fled, And the syren of pleasure is heard,

We think of our loss, and the tears we have shed,

With as little concern as the bird.

TO THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY. LADY! thou art of other years

Thy robe of russet hue;
Thy broidered lace, and muslin sleeves,
And scarf of bonny blue.

Thy richly flowing auburn hair,
Thy free and happy mien,
All speak of beauty that has graced
Some bright, but olden scene.
Graceful and comely is thy dress,
But lovelier far to me,

Thy noble brow, thy pleasant smile,
And look of dignity.

Intelligence has mark'd thy brow,
Love has illumed thine eyes,
And Innocence upon thy lips

Has breathed from Paradise..

Fresh health has tinged thy gentle cheek,
And happiness has spread

Around thy form and face the charm,
That she alone can shed.

But, ah! thou but the semblance art
Of all that was so gay!
The fair original to dust,

Has long since past away.

But yet the soul that livingly

Seems beaming now on me, Is living still in glorious lands, No mortal eye may see..

SYMPATHETIC INK.

1830.

THE substance called lunar caustic is a very common thing in apothecaries' shops. When. it is dissolved in water, it forms a transparent fluid, and if a clean pen be dipped in it and applied to white paper, it leaves no visible trace behind it. If, however, the paper be exposed to the sun, immediately the letters start into view, and the whole becomes as distinct as if written with common ink. The theory is simple-lunar caustic is nitrate of silver, that is, silver dissolved in nitric acid; the sun's rays have a chemieal action on the solution which they decompose; the nitric acid evaporates, and the silver is left in an oxidized state and dark brown colour, wherever the pen had traced letters on the surface of the paper. The following jeu d'esprit was written with it, and sent to a lady on its first discovery:

TO A. M. L.

While o'er this blank unwritten page
Your careless glances stray,
No lettered marks your eye engage,
No thoughts their signs display.
But as the chemic sunbeams bright,
Their magic rays impart;
Lo! on the clear astonished sight,
What living letters start.
"Tis thus the uninformed mind
All blank and torpid lies,
Till warmed by the kindling glance
Of some bright sunny eyes.

Oh! then, what characters are seen
To mark the mental scroll;
And how those eyes, with glances keen,
Can read the lettered soul.

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LAND of the Painter's art, the Minstrel's song,
Land where the beauties of creation throng,
Once the proud birth place of the noble free,
Now, but one mass of deep'ning misery,
I stand within thy marbled halls of state,
And yet my heart is lone and desolato:

Peace, peace is not for me.
Where the proud temples of the ancients rise
Mingling their beauties with the evening
skies;
Where dwells the lone deep silence of decay,
And not one murmuring sound can find its
way;

Darkness sits all around-and from my heart
The deep and withering sorrow will not part:
For peace is not for me.

A. L. Where the lone galley cleaves her glorious

A SONNET, ADDRESSED TO WILLIAM WORDSWORTH, ESQ. ALL hail! Thou mighty Bard! before the power .

Of whose etherial harpings, even now, With reverential ecstasy I bow My soul; and, in this solemn midnight hour, While stars, thy friends innumerable shower Selectest influence upon lover's vow

And poet's spirit, I hear the strains, that thou

Ecstatic erewhile sang in earthly bower!-
Bard of a world-a fallen world-arise!

Why is thy living harp to silence given?
Oh! emulate the strains of Paradise,
And keep on EARTH, thy harp in tune for
HEAVEN!

way,

Dashing aside a host of rising spray;
Joy sitteth on each breeze that passes by
Upen the murmuring wave, the cloudless sky;
But yet there is a restlessness in me
That speaks of deep heart-rending misery:
Peace, peace is not for me.
Yes! I have roamed through many lordly halls,
Through sun-bright bowers, and splendid fes-
tivals

Listed the music of the murmuring sea,
Gazed o'er thy beauties, glowing Italy,
Yet each soft murmur and each sunny sky,
Bore but to me the memory of a sigh:
Peace, peace is not for me.
J. F.

ACTIVITY.

-The keen spirit

Seizes the prompt occasion-makes the thought Start into action, and at once

Then, if each planet's harper rival Thee, How sweet the song of universal minstrelsy!

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