The Georgia journal. (Milledgeville, Ga.) 1809-1847, March 04, 1845, Image 1

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"•oil* forth* foroo'o*ur» ofMorimut* iniiot bo pohliehod JIiiJ. for four monlht—foro*l*bli»bin|f loel p*ner*,/ur the Tnnlee ot there mnnlht—lor compollinir tltloe from Execu- Aihninielretoro, whore » Bond bn* boen giren by the Hr Ml ‘pnee of three moo the. olhlieeliuoe will el.v»v* be cotitiiiued according lo theac, kTietol requirement*, unl«*» otherwise ordered. ■ nhii*iao** ofthl* kind combine* to receive prompt ntten- Mhc Office of the REOUHIA JOURNAL. bFUITTANCES BY MAIL.—“ A noetinnatcr may en- tljniooiwr i" «loll*r to the publiehor of n newepapor, lo pay C L ...lueriniion of a third permo, and frank the letter if writ- !^! b»him"elf."—Amo* Kendall, i‘. M. O, POETICAL. ” “[TauU THE PHILAUKI.rill* BATOltDAl CDUHIEH ] TO MISS R. J. g*e,where are thy fanciee, lliett beautiful one, Whhaclieek like the ro*e,and on eye like tho aim; Oh' whither are wandering those atray thought* of thine, Xheu crealuro of Love, half of cnrtli, half divine I— I’ll lay thee a wager, I know where thou art I* fancy now roaming, ewcol queen of the heart I tad where lh. young apirit again yearn* to be : ji it nol.fairoat maiden,in bright Italy 7— Though its skica lie o'er bright aa the Heaven* above thee, Anil beneath them a heart that beam only lo low thee; And etra that flaeh brightly but when thou nit nigh; And a bosom that only lor thee lieavoa a aigli,— Yet would*! thou for theac again croB* the broad waters, Tbou brightest and fairest nf Baltimore's dutigliters, Aad bounding o'er ocean'* broad gty adieu “anna regret," to thy t •jH 8r i nntivo shore ?— of praise, a quiok, vivid blush would burn and fude in her pure cite*It so suddenly that il Hauled him. i frownod, the gru«b(;ful lip would quiver, nnd tlio soft eye* close,fas if lo shin out some terrible unu overwhelming spectacle. At lust ho wearied of being kept so constantly on the “ qui tive". Me tried to pursuade himself llml lilt* lovely, innocent and affectionate wife was n very unrrusottnblo person, a pulled and spoiled child, whom ho ought, lor hor own sake, to discip. lino a little. And so, gradually, ho bccumo caro. less, and frequented his club, and grow fond of gay purlins, and wilfully blinded himaolf lo Iho fact that his Port was perishing of cold, nnd starving for want of food, or, in other words, that hi* wifo’s heart need sustenance and attention and care, quite as much as iter physical frame. If “ the winds ol Moaven should not visit” (lie latter “ too roughly," noilhur should the chilling blasts of neglect or tin. kindness from horothor heaven, himself he suffer ed lo full upon the former. But mon forget that hearts can break, nnd that Peris were meant lo fly. In tho gay world he mot ono night a brilliant and Impassioned creature, to whom he was, at hor own request, introduced. Henrietta Hurley had been in early life a worm hearted, generous and guileless girl; but, disappointed in iter dearest hopes, slio had becomo almost reckless of bur fu ture fale. Sho was now, at twenty.five, a gny, willy, cnpricious nnd captivating woman, who seem ed to have but one object in life—excitement for Iter rostloss mind—and that sho was determined lo obtain at any cost. Honrv Errington was just in lito mood to be caught by this contrast lo his troubla at homo, and he was soon u willing victim to the beautiful co- quotte. Tito slighted wife now nnd then caught an oclto of the rumors which wero circulated concerning litem ; but site resoiutoly shut her soiiscb, her heart lo the fact, nnd would not doubt. What could doubt have boen but death to one so constitulod ? One day an anonymous letter was pul into liter hand, by a person who hinted that it enclosed one from her husband to the lady in question. With rial as a dream of heaven, there was a superhu man loveliness in the picture which might well make us tremble. Suddenly, with a sharp, ago nized dry, her husband sprang from his soat and rushed loward her. The lorrible truth flashed up on us all, Sho wnsdeud! Life had left her even ns she stood " tho unobserved of all observers !” Her husband took the inanimate form in his arms, staggering beneath its light weight, in tho enfee bling anguish of tho blow. The curtain fell, and we saw hor no tnoru till we saw Iter in her shroud. Dear, lovoly Florence Errington ! Thou wert admitted sooner than tboy dreamed " bayond the gate” where thou hadst stood "disconsolate I” Tatliy siattr* and brother*, to thy home and thy mother. Totha frii-nd* of thy youth, for tho aakoof unotlicr: Lm»e alt tliou haat cjierialicd,—leave all thou host known, For him, in whose lioarl, Love hue reared (ho ihrouv.7— Or does lie hut live in thia fiincy of mine— Aad ha* no one conquered that young heart of thine, Ard art lliou aa freo, Ijnlll in feeling and heart, Aa Hopa in my cur fondly whispora thou art 7— ] pause for thy answer,—nor pause I in vain: Fur though 1 perceive thou art pensive again,— Yet thy thoughts are not spanning tho emerald son— They are not nf another,—oh! are they olmej Philadelphia, IB45.Justus MISCELLANEOUS. [most graham's magazine tor February-! FLORENCE ERRINGTON: «• An o'er true Tale.” BY FRANCIS 8. OSQOOD. “ Ho entertained an angel unaware.” “A story for Graham! Oh,Caroline ! you dark eyed rogue-! you litllo Oriental beauty, ‘with sloop in your eyo and passion in your heart!’ Oh, An na! with your Siddons lip and glance of fire ! do something ridiculous, or pathetic, or sublime, and furnish mo malorial for a story ! You are oither of you quite pretty enough to follow iho whispers of your own sw- ct will. Do take compassion on i poor itorylees author, and give tho reins to whim ■ad wonder forthwith 1” Upon this hint, Anna dons nt onco a boy’s cap and cloak, in which she looks bcwitchingly beauti ful, springs into the street, and shouts at the top of her rich, musical voico, just as the torch-light dem ocratic procession turned tho corner—“Hurrah for Harry Clay!” Three or four indignant boys spring after her, but sho reached the shelter of tho house in safety, and reappeared at the window, beaming with smiles, and looking ns innocent and unconscious as if she had never seen a cap or a cloak in her life. “But, Anna, that wont make n story !” “Liston to me Fanny," said n friond, who had orerhenrd my first pathetic adjuration—*• I cannot do a story; but I will tell you ono. So just take your pel seat on this tabourent nt my feet, and look right up ir, my eyes, and leave off turning that rest- less little head about in every direction, to sec what other peoplo are doing, and for once listen quietly sod patiently without interrupting mo ; and pray don’t, as you usually do, burst into tears, when I sipect you to smile, or laugh, and set every one else laughing just when I think I have touched that fickle,‘will-o-iho-whisp, heart of yours, that never h *RfteC d ! Jo—an8 e l tfSM'WXl then—I begin”— The first time l saw little Florence Fearing she presumed as lovely a picluro as tho imagination of painter or poet evor couceived. Sho was leaning orer the vine-covored Imlustrado of a bulcony, rest ing one hund upon it, holding a pipe, and with the other shading from tho sun Iter largo, light gray •yes, in order lo gazo nftor a brilliant bubble which she had just set floating ovorhend. Sho was the NoitdolieMo, clhcrinl looking croature I ever sow. Tho bubblo itself seemed Imrdly more frail or more nssutiful. Tho inmost leaf of n while Province “use has sometimes tho faint, soft coloring that warmed her dolicate cheek ; but hor lips wore rod *• ths wild wood-berry, nnd hor fair hair, of the •wy pnilest goldon hue, fell round her snowy shoul ders like a veil woven of tho starlight. So light, •°pure,sn airily gracoful did *he look, that I al most trembled lust she should suddenly spread u f*if of hitherto invisible wings and vanish from my gsze. But the bubble burst, and little Florence Btarted ,B d let full the pipe ; it lay shivored at her feet, *cd the child flew in tears, to confide her first grief 10 her mother. Ah, Florence ! many a radiant hopo, in after kts.tent thy heart into tho sunny world—beautiful •cd frail as ihnt souring “ circlet of light”—was “Siloed like that to tlio ! She grow up lovely, loving and beloved ; but still iJJlendcr and so dclicato, that'nil who saw her f**“' e d- At the age of seventeen she was wed- d to tho man of her choice. Henry Errington I .pH handsome, t n tel loot ual and affectionate, I |[| pS* 1 too much a man of the world to be o sull- I a V lu, fi a od for hor. He rogarded his wife with 1 dnoaiond admiration ; but sho was fur too pure ,er '»l, too finely organized for his regular tom I Ho did not know what to make of the Wm**' 1 * fni e i| i»y. Iho timid sensitiveness of the in?' Ur ° Cun( i ,led 10 hi* keeping; ho had wooed j j won anti wedded the fir*t being that caught hi* , “yi and now that tlio plaything wn* ull his own, n “t toll wlint to do with it. If ho had Us * *' er ' an< * ca 6 ed her ho could hardly have I n mote at a |o»*. Evory flutter of her epirit’s | j/d'^ghtened Itini.a* that of the Pori’s would. I fiat j lc,r " in li,ne * b y conilant »tudy, how to I »« „ e AkAe hi* dninly captive spirit ; but tltorc 1 'tntnorlal yearnings,” to which lie could * •' "iini.ter. or mo m,n *y *°' c ® took unconsciously n colder IW n»i^A* r8 * 0 "* lone ' , * 10 * 8 8 ro# * 8 r »y «y<>* wou ' d I liao'^L •’^•dit’B'yi imploringly to his, alowly fil- ” *nn“unbidden tears." If lie breathed • word flash itt her oyo unwonted there, and a curvo of disdain on hor beautiful lip, site tore the packet scaled as it was, into atoms, and flung thorn from tlio window whore she stood. But the poor child was destined, in spito of her self, to know all that she dreaded but to dream. At a birtli.doy/e/e givon at tho country-seat of one of llieir friends, Floronco was wandering alone through the grounds when site suddenly heard the voico of her husband in n shaded walk close by. “ My own beautiful Henrietta !” it passionately be gan. Florenco would not for worlds have hoard a- nothor sylable. She glided swiftly away by the near est path, nod locking herself into iter chamber and gavo way to a wild and long suppressed burst of fooling, so violent that hor frail frame shook be neath it, like a flower in an autumn storm. Site never betrayed by word or sign the cause of tho intense suffering which from that hour was vis ible in every look. It wasonly by Iter ptivatejour nttl that tile tarriblo secret was long afterward re vealed. But, Huy after day tlio faint color puled in iter youthful cheek ; day by day tho spiritual eves grew more spiritual, and the slight form wore away. Yet she was still exquisitely fair and graceful, and her husband, proud of the wonderful and unearthly loveliness which attracted ail eyes, and thinking that site needed excitomont urged Iter into society, for which she was little fitted to exert herself. Ignorant that she was aware of his heart’s ttans- cient fidelity, he did not think it necessary or ben eficial to tell her lie had broken with tho brilliant nnd dangerous woman who had so lightly lued him his allegiance ; but he was now devoted to his ev idently suffering wife. The sight of that patient suffering, by touching his pity, Imd nwakoned his love, and he watched over Iter as fondly und ten derly as a mother over Iter first born babe: But the shaft had flown and could not be recalled, tho heart was breaking silently, yet surely, and the purn spirit within was already pluming its wings for a flight through etornity. One night, reluctantly yielding to his wish, which she never dreamed of disputing, site had consented to take part in somo tableaux, which was to be rep. resented at their own house; Florence Imd all day a presentiment that some awful event was about to happen, and as evening approached, site grow more nnd more timid md nervous, nnd would have given worlds to havo lain hor weary head on her hus band's bosom in poacc and quiet—to have told him once more how fondly, how dearly sho loved him —to have lhankod him for his tender care, and slept or died she scarcely cared which ; but site had not strength to reason with him upon her fears, and so she allowod herself to bo dressed liko a vic tim tor tno saermuu. Slio was lo appear in the Inst tubleuux as the l’cri at tlio gate of Paradise, and in tlio otto immediately preceding, Henrietta llarley was to personate Cleopatra at hor toilet, nltirod by Clmrmion and Iris. A brilliant and fathionnble circle of which I was one, had assembled to witness tho tableaux, and all had now been represented but tlio two last. The curtain suddenly rising rovealed the gorge ous chamber of the Egyptian queen, and gloriously did the Henrietta personate tho character. Arrayed in a rich undress, site lay luxuriously pillowed on a splendid couch, with hor rich black hair unbound and partly gathered in tlio hands of a dark but beautiful girl who was braiding it with jewels, while another knoll by tlio couch und tied the sandal on a foot of exquisite proportions. Mag. nificont drapery, flowers and gems were lavished in rich profusion around, and tile whole scone was redolent of beauty, grace and splendor. ••The rare Egyptian" lay in an attitude of charm, ing languor. Her dark eloquent eyes, wltero love seemed to be drouming, were half closod. Her full crimson lips were partod slightly, and her clenr brown cheek, « most passionately pale,” was pil lowed on an arm round nnd gvnceful as that of Ju. no. But tho lightly veiled bosom wus seen to lienvo, and, or tho first symptom of rosllossncsi on the part of the performer had boon agreed upon as the signal for dropping tho curtain, tho rudieut vis jon vanished from our view. Again the curtain rose. The whole stage was in profound darkness, except just in the centre whore a flood of rosy light from somo invisible source illumined a shape, thul I hold my breath to ace. Attired in a transparent, flowing robe, with drooping wings and bunds clasped languidly be fore hor, whilo hor fair shining hair fell waiving lo her waist—the graceful l’eri leaned against what seemed to bo a cloud, bending her head and listen, ing with Iter largo lustrous eyes upturned as if in wondering rapture, wltiio a strain of low delicious melody rose softly on tho air and died away, and came again and went till our very souls came and „o..t with it almost ! Never lo my dving day shall I forget that thrilling moment / lou could have heard your heart heal, so profound, so wrapt was tho stillness that prevailed. But at last delight and wonder changed to awe, *o motionless, so slat ue. liko she seemed ! Not a breath—not a sigh [from THE court JOURNAL.] CLUED AND SUNSHINE. What a fuss have people made about the Pleiad ; ns if the ubsenco of one star could impair the glo ry of Heaven, Who, on a clear night, thinks the firmament wants lustre? Yet havo men passed ull its brightness by to look for ono pale spangle, which attracted the gazo of poets and astronomers of old. Thus it is with tlio tilings of heaven and earth, that what is lost to us becomes of greater value and importance. The world of fashion was in dospoir when lady Normnnvillo suddonly shot from hor glittering. So lovely, nublo, wealthy nnd admired, what could ha her motive for quitting London in May? Say, there wuro whispers against Iter reputation, could slie not afford to slight them? Was it necessary she should lose tho delights of a London season— tho triuinpii of conquest—tlio incense of adulation —the breath of worship—the enjoyment of all the world can show luxury and splendor, because ft light cloud, which slio might have laughed away, began lo collect about her name ? How absurd to think of burying herself ut Dresdon, because her husband had taken up witlt a passion of diplomacy. Why, it was reasoned in tlio lightest and gravest circles, might situ not seek pleasure in iter own way, as her eccentric lord was bent on pursuing it in his I Sho was formed for society; ail her friends declared slio could not live without it. Had site not departed so hastily, thoy would assur edly have prevented lier making so great a sacri fice. What was a husband in comparison with St. James’s, Almack’s, the Opera, tho brilliant fetes, tlio delicious excitement, tlio ovor-varying round of delightful dissipation that courted hor presonco in town ; and when the Emperor, loo, the most mag nificent monarch of his age, came to heighten the fustivities of tlio Court, and increase the lustre of the innermost orbit of it. All this wondor was soon changed to pity. The tnelunclioly truth was disclosed before Lady Nor- mativillo had left town a week. Ruin had over whelmed hor noble house- Tito estates were mort gaged, and tlie debate tvero enormous. Horses, plate, carriages, furniture, jcwols even, must como to tile hummer. All the treasures collected with so much cost and care must bo dispersed—to bo sold without reserve. Tho auctioneer was a happy man ; he could never adequately express his satis faction at the honor conferred npon him. This wreck of a princely fortune was to him as perfect ly providential as a flaw in a will seems to a hungry proctor, or tho death of a monarch to the court undertaker. He catalogued tho costly articlos of art and virtue with the same pleasure that the ono files uflidavits, and the oilier chases coffin handlos. Poor Lady Nnrmanville ! No ono could men tion her name without the raising of oyes nnd the clasping of hands, with a desperate expression of sympathy • Some had fotesaen in what such a ca reer of extravagance must eud; but still they could not help pitying her. Such a change—to fall from such a height, and to fall so low. Every ono pitied her , tlio feuling became as general as influenza. Pity was tlio prevailing epidemic for a fortnight at least. It extuuded to the servants’ hall, and beginning with butlers and ladies’ maids, end- ed at last by even footmen and scullions exclaiming ‘Poor tiling !’ Tlio luxurious and indolont lady of Ilallingdon House, as slio reclined on a piie of eider-down cushions, said quite utmfl'eciodly, 'How dreadful it must bo to live in a German liouso, with sofas and cliuirs stuffed as hard und us shitting as un oaken floor-’ ‘And worse still,' broke in a fnir epicure ; ‘think of the misery of a German cuisine, with every dish smothered in groaso and gnrlic !’ ‘How horrible ! No balls, and early hours,’ ad- ded a young benuty in Iter first season. •1 do not know how people can live without com pany,’ said an experienced coquette, who had been (lie cuuso of a couple of duels und half a dozeu separations. A lovely young Amazon, in hat and habit, with eyes sparkling and cheeks glowing with animation, . ...j, »’- • - c. „ii h or beautiful hors es are to be sold. 1 am sure that worn* >--o a u mu heart. ™ /Ah !’ sighed they all, intimating that Lady Nor- manvillu’s tinluro must bo of a very stony kind, und quite different from their own. ‘Well,’said the Lydia Languish of tho party, in tho tone of a judge, who having summed up a- guinst a prisoner, points to the wretchedness as a warning to criminals—‘well after all, 1 will say sho i* much to be piliud.’ satioB* that art continually rising in its heart. 'Thus fbr a time they will laugh, play with and tulk to each-ether, till at last the mother presses the child to hor breast, imprints her lips upon its brow, ap plies to it evory term of endearment, and. shakes her liund sbovo its lively features. Tho infant laughs, perhaps stretches out its little hands, and thon there i*nn outburst of delight half stifled in blandfshmcnts. For the moment that child was all the world to Lady iNormanville. She did not see standing op. positc lo Iter the mild and benevolent face of tho good tiurso beaming with satisfaction. Slio did not see tha t hor lord leant above her with features re flecting; the happiness of her own. Twice had he to (ouch her sltouldor before sho looked up, and than lie- said with pleasant irony, •This is it dull life for you, Caroiino.’ 'Dull! you are jesting, 1 know. But I will not Itnvo you jest onsucit subjects. Look, does she not grow n purfocl nngcl ?’ For aver blessed be the bonds that unite the past with tho prcsonl, and bind nil tlio generations of mao into one great family. With the self-same feeling that Hector took his child from Andro mnebo’s arms, when Troy was an Empire, nnd tho forces of tho Greeks besciged it, Lord Norman villu tenderly took tlio bubo and brought its cherub liko lips, before lie consigned it lo tlio care of the ready nurse. She withdrew and the noble pair stepped from the window into the open air of tho balcony. ‘And do you really forgivo me, lovo, for having brought you to this retirement ? Roared in splen- dor.can you be content with a life so quiet and hum ble V ‘Content!’ she answorod, ‘is not that too poor a word to express what I have felt since I had tho courage to escape from a false position 7 Charles, before I came here, for two years I never know ono easy mnmont.’ ‘Wiiiit„nol nt that foie of Queens, of which I heard so- glowing nn account, and where you reign ed chief stnrof tho night?’ •1 knew nothing of puro joy there. Somo min utes of feverish excitement 1 lasted, which made my pulses beat quicker ; but how unspeakably bit ter was tlio penally I paid—how dreudful tile blight that sottlcd on my ntnne—how agonizing tlio per secutions of that bad man, who boasted that lie iiotd my reputaiion, like my jewels, in his power, I dwelt then on tlio e.lgo of an abyss; and now, Charles, standing hero in tlio g!ud sunshine, feeling thy Iteart boat calmly beneath my hand, I look back lo that time of peril and anxiety as one does to the hour when in sleep walked to tlio edge of a preci pice, and woko at tho instant llint another forward step would Imvo plunged us into the chasm below.’ •Yat to mo, Caroline, your faith never wavered, though I was the cause of ail your sufferings.’ ‘Oil ! never, never; it tvas our mutual lovo that sustained mo. But think how dreadful to live al ways in tlio fear of exposure, to have calls made upon my purse I could not moot, yet dared nut re fuse ; often to havo at my sidu a living uimess of my disgruco ; to hear taunts hurled ut others which I knew applied with tenfold greater bitterness to myself; nnd, nt last, to have my fame as sailed, the motives of my economy misrepresented. But now let us think of tliul as a dream, and speak of other things.’ ‘Yet, tell mo truly, nre you happy now ?’ 'Must 1 in very sooth reveal all my thoughts to t y°u V •Yob, for once I must he mastor of your mind as you tell me 1 am of your heart.’ ‘Then I must avow 1 have one cause of unessi. ness.’ ‘That I can remove ? ‘Nay, that I know not. It is this. Lntcly I have observed a cloud upon your brow. You rise ear ly ; you are tit your desk constantly; 1 seo signs of impatience and caro upon your features, when you think I do not nolo you. You are troubled even in sleep. Something, I am certain, bus gone wrong with you. The intricacies of diplomacy arc new to you ; perhaps you havo been entangled in them, and designing men havo taken advantage of your open nature und clear honor. Is tlio uffuir sodclicule that I cannot be trusted wilh it?’ ‘Wliat, shall 1 bolruy to you slate secrets ! Say I am vexed, dis ; no, disgraced I cannot lie er without alloy ; if it were, »e might becomo too soft aad ductilo for it* duties,’ ‘Oil there ia no alloy in moments of happinoss liko this. 1 never foil so blest as in this hour.— What can those want who possess the most pre cious gifts of Heaven—love and honor V Upon that scene of exquisite pleasure it is fit that the curtain should fail. Umota. iPAIN—Her rower and Declluc. BY MACAULEY. but overreached. Shall 1 be easier bccauio my wife knows my simplicity V ‘It is then us I feared. You are too honest to be a match for those old statesmen. ‘Hush ! my love, I used to think ns you do, that diplomacy was n game of croft and cunning am now wiser; in my intercourse with tlio minis ters of all but onc9tute, witlt which in truth, 1 have had but little to do, 1 have found only Ilia most open candor, the purest honor. If I have failed it must be from iny own luck of ability, and not from un fair opposition, not even from want of generous us- ■dstance.’ ‘ rt *i will you not loll mo the causo of your un - easinoss i y ou j 0 no( f oar t0 {rust vour m j m | with tho impression, 0 f y 0 ur eyo. My soul shall be as secret as you, nwn.’ ‘Well, I will be more 0 |“-u to you than Hotspur was with his Ivato, though, indeed, if tho vexatious ftflair was not closed, I could not trust it oven to The scntonco was chorused witli unanimous op- I your onr. A dispute, disastrous, perplexing, nris. It was too perfect ! almost painfully *o. We loused to speak and hid Iter move! No I—all I tho vision remained, without the .lightest percept.- bl V«ihed!u that pale, ro.y light,eoft, radiunt, ao. proval—‘Yes, she’s much lo bo pitied.' How false are often tlio world’s verdicts, and tho world’s estimates of felicity. Splendor is not joy. The circling coronet, that Aashos radiance abioad, is known to tlio wunrer only by its pressure on the brain. Act ns wo will, our existence must still be passed within ourselves. Tho soul of cacti being must be the fountain which gives to tho wa ters of life llieirsweet or hitler flavor. Great but neglected truth ! when will mankind be wise en ough lu nourish it within their breast ? In a room, large and lofty, but very scantily fur nished.and utterly destitute of luxuries, sut tho much pitied Lady Normnnvillo. '1 hero was not much to attract attention within, hut without all was sun shine and clicorfulness. The houses in viow wore large enougli to lodge the generations of a family, from the groat-great grand-parents downwards. When in tlio distanco you caught a view of the street, you could see tlic people were not too busy lo greet each other us thoy passed, nor too affect- od to print on well-loved cheeks a loving kiss. Tho men did not look worn by toil and anxiety, nor tlio women faded by caro and confinement. Each face, however humble, wore an air of content. A Lon doner meeting them would at onco have said, ‘These people ore not in haste to be rich :’ nor wore thoy ; tor they thought life Imd other objects than woalth. Farther off was n sweet country. Over moun tains and plains swept the pure air, entering that room witii a grateful rustle through the screen of flowers and plants that shaded the window. Lady Normunville held a child in her arms. Sometimes they looked at each other in silence, and then broke nut into romping play. Surely there U ft language of the eye* winch only mothers know : they .peak with ilto llieir offspring before words are under- stood* The child, witli it. large, clear and beau tiful orb*, answers to its mother', joy and careue.- When together they are huahed in (ilence.and Mem perfectly, etill, their eye. meet with glance, of in telligence ; the mother’e .oft and liquid with holy love, the Infant’, aparkling with the joy of axl.t- ence, and the ptouurc. of the new and .went mo- g out of family matters, and involving all the northern courts, was referred to for an opinion, as the representative here of England. Hud tho question, Caroline, been one of territory or of debt, a clear mind might soon have fathomed its intrica cies, and have come to a just decision ; but here wore delicate considerations of personal honor to bo adjusted ; I had lo reconcile opposing feelings, which are much more difficult losootho than inter ests. At evory stop 1 took toadjust this quarrel,some now and unexpected difficulty rose up before me. My reputation, 1 saw, depended on my conduct of tills dcllcute aituil , auU ) - 1 wet-aim# i.w|—i- —«- - successful result. In prospect, 1 saw all my hopes ot eminence in diplomacy blasted, while I had to itbor unceasingly, and to keep up a correspond- enco wilh half-u-d<>zen different cabinets, expect ing eacli hour somo angry answer, which would Lave rendored my toil worse than fruitless, because il would Imvo thrown discredit on my skill. Can you wonder I was uneasy ? Had 1 not a thankless office to fulfil ?’ ‘You had indcod ! And the result—that has bsen unfortunate ?’ ‘Read!’ He handed her a despatch received that morn- iig. It was an autograph letter from tlio Empe ror of Austria, expressing in tlio strongest terms his higli sense of the eminent zaai, talents, and honorable feeling Lord Normanville had shown in bringing a most difficult and complicated question to an arrangement ontiroly satisfactory lo all par ties concerned. In this letter, too, there were ex pressions of personal esteem and regard for his iord.I.ip’s high character, firmness, and pure sense of justice, a. well as of respect for hi. ability and hi. services. It was accompanied with the highest decoration of the empire. The lady’s eyes filled with tear.—tears of deli cious joy, a. she read this tribute lo her loved hue- band’s worth. They clasped each other in a dear embrace. 'I em afraid,Caroiino,’ said he, ‘that your Lon don friends will pity you, Tito gold of life is nov- Wbocver wishos to be well acquainted with the morbid anatomy of governments, whoever wishes to know how great Stales may be made feeble and n retched, should study the history of Spiin, The empiro of i’hilip the Second was undoubtedly ono of the most powerful and splendid that ever exist, od in tlio world. In Europe, he ruled Spain, Por tugal, tlio Netherlands on both sides of tho Rhine, Franche Comte, Roussilon, the Milanese; and the Two Spains, Tuscany, Parma, nnd the other small States of Italy, wore as completely dependent on him as tlio Nizam und the Rajah of Berar now aro on the East India Company. In Asm, the King of Spain was master of the PhilUpines, und of ull tbe rich settlements which tho Portuguese had mutlo on the coasts of Mafnltor and Coromandel,in tlio Poninsula of Malacca, and the Spice Islands of the Eastern Archipelago. In America his dominions extended on each sido of the equator to the tem perate zone.—There is reason to believe that his annual revenue amounted, in tho season of his groatest power, to four millions sterling—a sum eight times as large as that which Englund yielded to Eliznbetli. Ho Imd a standing army of fifty thousand troops, cxccllenltroops, at a timo when England had not a single battalion in constant pay. His ordinary naval force consisted of n hundred and forty galleys. He held what no other prince in modern limes has hold, iho dominion both of laud nd of tlio sea. During iho greater part of his reign he was supremo on botli elements. His sol diers marched up to tho cnpitol of France, bis ships menaced tlio shores of England.' It is no axaggeralion to say, that during several years, his power over Europe was greater than ever that of Napoleon. The influence of the French conqueror never extonded beyond low-wa ter mark. The narrowest strait was to his power what it was believed that a running stream was to tho sorceries of a witch. While hi* army entered overy metropolis from Moscow to Lisbon, the Eng lish fleets blockaded every port from Dantzic lo 1'rioste. Sicily, Sardinia, Mnjorca, Guernsey, en* joyed security through the whole course of a war, which oudangerod every throno on tlio continent.— The victorious and imperial nation which Imd filled its museums with tlio spoils of Antwerp, of Flor ence, and of Tome, was suffering painfully from tho want of luxuries, which use had rendored neces saries. While pillars and arches wero rising to commemorate tlie French conquests, tho conquer ors were trying to mako coffee out of succory, and sugar out of boet-root. Tlio influence of Philip on tlio continent was as great as that of Na poleon* Tlie omperor of Germany was his kins man. France, torn by religious dissensions, was never n formidable opponent and was a dependont ally.— At the saino timo, Spain bad what Napoleon desir ed in vain—ships, colonies and commcrco. She long monopolized the trade of America ami the In- diuu ocean. All the gold of the West, and all the spices of the East, were received and distributed by her. During many yours of war, hor com merce was interrupted only lie tho predatory enter, prises of a few roving privateers. Even after the defeat of tho Armada, English statesmen continu ed to look will) great dread on tlio maritime power of Philip. “Tho King of Spain,’’ said tbe Lord Keeper to the two Houses, in 1593, “since lie hath usurped npon tho kingdom of Portugal, hath there by grown mighty by guining tlio East Indies, so ns, how great soever he was before, ho is now thereby manifestly more great. lie keopeth a navy armed to impeach all trade of merchandise from England, Gascoigne and Guienne, which ho attempted lo do last vintage ; so ns lie has now become ns a frontier enemy to ull the West of England, ns well as all tlie soutli parts, ns Sussox, Hampshire, and tho Islo of Wight. Yes, by means of his inlorcsl in St. Maloeg, a port full of shipping for the wsr, he is a dangerous neighbor to the Quoen’s Isles of Jer sey and Guernsey, ancient possessions of the crown, and never conquered in tlie greatest wars wilh France.’’ The ascendency which Spain thon had in Eu rope was in ono sonso well deservod. It was an ascendoucy which lind been gained bv unquestion ed superiority, in nil tho arts of policy and war.— In the sixleenth century, Italy was not more decid- dly the laud of bold theological speculation, than Spain wus tho land of statosmen ami soldiers'— Tiie character which Virgil has ascribed to hi* countrymen, might have been claimed by the grave und haughty cluofs who surrounded tlio throne of Ferdinand the Catholic, and of iiis immediate suc cessors. That majestic art “premere imperio pop- uloswas not better understood by tho Romans in the proudest day* of their republic, thun by Gon- salvo and Zimmcs,Cortes ami Alva. The skill of tlio Spanish diplomatists was renown ed throughout Europe. In England tlie name of Gondomar is still remembered. Tlio sovereign nation was unrivalled both in regular and irregulur warfare. The impetuous chivalry of Franco, tile serried plialanz of Switzerland wero alike found wanting when brought face to face with the Span ish infantry. In the wars of tlio Now World, where something different from ordinary discipline in tlie soldier—where it was every day necessary to meet by some new expedient tlio varying taelics of a barbarous enemy, the Spanish adventurers, sprung from tlio common people, dnipluycd n fortil- commnnd, to which history scarcely affords a par- allel. Tlie Castilian of tlioao times was to the Italian, what the Roman in iho days of tin: greatness of Rome was to tlie Greek- The conquerors bus less ingenuity, loss taste, less delicacy of perception, than the conqured ; but more pride, firmness, and courage ; a more solemn demeanor, a stronger souse of honor. The one had more subtlety in speculation, tlie oilier more energy in action. The vices of the one were those of a coward ; the vices of tlie oilier were those of a tyrant. It may bo added that tlie Spaniards, like tiic Romans, did not disdain to study tlio arts and lauguugc of llioso whom he oppressed. A revolution took place in tlio literature of Spain, not unliku lo that revolution which, as Horace tells us, took place in the poetry of Lotium ; Capta Jaclum viclorcm cepit.’ Tlie sieves took prisoner and enslaved. Tlio old Castil, iau ballads gnve place to sonnet* in the style of Pelrurch, and to heroic poem in tlio stanza of Ari osto ; us tho national songs of Rome wero driven out by imitations of Theocritus, and translations from Menander. In no modern society, not even in England dur ing tho reign of Elizabeth, has there been so great a number of men eminent at once in literature end in the pursuits of active life, as Spain produced during Iht sixteenth century. Almost every dis tinguished writer was also distinguished as a sol- 1 dier and politician. Boscan bore arms with high reputation, tho awtofoat aad modem Oniae, after Wshort M , career* fell eword hi bond at tbe hMpflRP party Afoaso da Braille bore « pari.lo that war of Araueo, "* ‘ celebrated in tbe best tx produced, liortado da bare bead compared to thoea of whose charming little novel la model of JSII BJaa, ha* been to ut by history a* one of the ster proconsuls, who were employed Austria to crush the lingering pt iy. Lope Miled io tba Armada t Cervantes we* woundod at Lepanto. It is curious lo consider with how rnnab awe ear ancestor* in those limes regarded a Bpaatawl. fie was, in their apprehension*, a bind of dawion* hor* ribly malevolent, but withal moat Mgaeloo* aod powerful, “They be verye wysa aad politick#,” says an honest Englishman, in a memorial addraaa to Mtry, “nnd can thrown theyr wysdorae, reforms and bridell theyr owne natyves fbr a tyme, aod ap, plye theyr conditions to the manners of thoo* men with whom they meddel gladlye of friendthippe ; whose mischievous manners a man shall never know vntil he come voder the svbjectioo ; bvt then shall he perfectly# pareyve and tale them ; which thynge I prays God England never do; for ia die- simvlation vntil they hare theyr pvrpoias aad af terwards in oppression tiri tyranny a, when they can obtayne them, they do exceed all other nations vpon the eanhe. This is juet such language as Arminiu* would have used about the Romans, or um as Indian ■talesmen, of our times, would um about the Eng lish. It is the language of a man horning with hatred, but cowed by thoM whom h* hates ; and painfully sensible of their superiority, not only ia power, but io intelligence. But I vow art thou fallen from Heaven, oh Luci fer, son of tlie morning ? How art thoU'CUt down t» the ground, that didst weaken the nations ! If wo overleap a hundred yeari, and look at Spain to* wards tlio close of the seventeenth century, whet a change do we find ! The contrast b as great aa that which the Rome of Gallienue and Honoriou* presents to tlie Rome of Mnrius and Csaiar. For eign conquest has begun to oat into every part of tlio gigantic monarchy on which the sun never set. Holland wus gone, and Portugal, and Artois, and Roussilon, and Franche Comte. In the East, the empire founded by tho Dutch, far surpassed in wealth and splendor, that which their old tyrants still retained. In the West, England had seiMd nmliattll hftlrl aAMlnmAiila in ihn mirtal nf fba May!. and still held settlements in the midst of the Mexi can soa. The mere loss of territory was however of little moment. The reluctant obedience of dis tant provinces generally costs more than it is worth. ' Empires that branch out widely are often morn flourishing for a little timely pruning. Adrian acted judiciously when ho abandoned the conquest ofTrujati. England was never so rich, so great, so formidable to foreign princes, so absolutely mis tress of tlie sea, as after the loss of Ivor American colonies. Tlie Spanish empire wa» etill, in out- vurd appearance, great and magnificent. The European dominions, subject to the last feeble Prince of the House of Austria,' was for more ex tensive than those of Louis XIV- Tbe American dependencies of the Castilian crown still extended to tlie north of Cancer and to the south of Capri corn. But within this immense body there was an incurable decay, an utter want of tone, an utter prostration of strength. An ingenious and diligent population, ominently skilled inarta and manufac tures, had been driven into exile by stupid and re morseless bigots. Tho glory of the Spanish pen cil had departed with Velasquez and Murailo.— The splendid age of Spanish literature had cioMd with Do Solis and Calderon. During the seven- teentii contury, many States had formed great mil itary establishments. But tbo Spanish army, so formidable under the command of Alva and Far- nese, hud dwindled away to a few thousand men, ill paid and ill disciplined. England, Holland and France, had great, navies. But the Spanish navy was scarcely equal to that mighty force which, in tlio timo of Philip iho Second, had been the terror of the Atlantic and the Mediterranean. The ar- soiirIh were deserted. The magazines wore un provided. The frontier fortresses were ungarri- soned. Tlio police was utterly insufficient for the protection of the people. Murders were committ ed in tho lace of day wilh perfect impunity. Bra- vocs and discarded serving men with swords at their Bidos, swaggerod ovory day through the most public stroels and squares of the capital, disturbing tlie peace nnd setting at defiance the ministers of justice. Tlie finances were in frightful disorder. Tlie people paid much. The Government receiv ed little. The American viceroys and the farmers of tlie revenue became rich, while the merchants broke, while the peasantry starvod, while body servants of tlie sovereigns remained unpaid, while the soldiers of the royal guard repaired daily to the doors of convents, ana battled there wilh the crowd of beggars for aporringer of broth and a mor sel of bread. Every remedy which was tried eg- gruvnted the disease. The currency was altorcd and this frantic measure produced ilk nover-fad. ing effects. It destroyed all credit and increased tlio misery which it was intended to relieve. The American gold, lo use the words of Ortiz, was to tlio necessities of the State, what a drop of water would bo to the lips of a man raging with thirst.— Henp* of unopened despatches accumulated in the ofliccs.wliilstthc ministers were concerting wilh bed. chamber women and Jesuits the means of tripping up a each other. Every foreign power could plunder and insult witlt impunity the heir of Charles tbe Fifth. Into such a state had the mighty kingdom of Spain fallen while one of its smallest dependen cies—a country not to largo a* the province of Kstrcuitidurn or Andelusia, situated under an incle ment sky, and preserved only by artificial meant from tlie inroads of the ocean—had become a pow er ol tlie first class, and treated on terms of equal ity witli the courts of London nnd Versailles. Sydney Rigdon, one of the Mormon ‘Elders, who line separated from “the Saints,” and commenced the publication of a magazine at Pittsburg, makes some terrible disclosures in tlie January number of bis periodical. The brothorhood of fanatics have, according to his account of tlie matter, been even tnoro siecpcd in guilt of the most loathsome char- uctqr than thoy havo heretofore been charged with, wero upon a scale of almost unbounded licentious ness. Pol} gamy of more than Turkish liberality bus obtained, not only among the denizens of the holy city itself, but the “tairitual wife” system has extonded to all tho branches of the brotherhood.— Tlio Saints in this city, Philadelphia, Boston, dec., havo nil been called upon to practice its rules lo iinmenso extent, and whenever any reluetance has manifested itself—any scruples or remonstrances urged against this foul and revalting system—they havo been silenced by the thunders of authority, and the disgusting practices enforced without mer cy ! Every ono, says Elder Rigdon, “who was known lo bo opposed to this system, if he or she could not bo won over or mads to auccumb bv thrents, was excluded, and their characters assail, od in a most outrageous manuer, in order to destroy llieir influence, that their testimony might not Im believed.” Sucli disclosure* at this will have no effect, we suppose, in breaking up th#M nests of polution ; but they will go on, people will still run after those creatures, and it will still be considered “persecution” to apeak of them as they deserv*; nay, altogether inconsistent wilh the fspirit of the nineteenth century” to punish them for their abom inations ; though we think, a* it Moms to us, every high minded man and woman in the country will think, that th*M atrocious sinoan should at one* be made to answer before tho legal tribunal* for their transgression*. If this Sydney Rigdon knotet what be charges upon tbe Mormon*, be ought to bo