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@J)e Colttmbtts Qftmes.
FORSYTH & JOHNSTON, editors ]
PIANO FORTES.
JUST received, several of J, CHICKERING’S
celebrated 6 and 7 Octave Piano Fortes, for
sale by BRUNO & VIRGINS,
At the Store of John Hunter, Esq.
EXTRACT
From the Report of the Massachusetts Chari
table Mechanic Association .
The next instrument in importance, is the Piano;
and here, the Committee felt the epibarraasment of
deciding between the merits of instruments, so near
ly equal, m some cu*es, that the most careful inqui
sition, led only to doubt; and the longer they examined,
the farther were they from decision. There is one
manufacturer, however, (No. 755.) whose instru
ments take precedence of all the others, with so un
questionable a preeminence, that the Committee, fell
nut the slightest hesitation in recommending the a
to him, of a Gold Medal. And this they did,
on two grounds,* not only fr the deckled superiority
of his Square Pianos, but for the uncommon merit of
his Grand Pianos, which, it is no exaggeration to say
may he fearlessly placed in competition with the best
that Europe can produce;. Mr. Chickering’s Pianos,
of both kinds, are of so delightful a tone, so delicate
action, and so firm and enduring construction, that
they need no medals to give them celebrity; and it
might seem superfluous, to give encouragement to
one, wilt has already received the highest commen
dations. But the Committee were uppoiuted, not
simply to give encouragement to any person, but to
decide according to their ability, upon the relative
rank of the instruments presented to them ; and it
would be nothing short of glaring injustice, to ley
aside the c airns of the instruments acknowledged to
be the best, because the maker of tkem bad always
produced ihs best. So much the more docs he de.
serve the highest reward, for his skill.enterprise,
and industry ; especially when ho ii seen to go on,
diligently and steadily, hi the course of improvement,
and his competitors find, as they arrive at one point,
where he has long stood before them, that lie has
reached another yet, and that, without much more
thin common speed, they cannot overtake one, who
unites, with all their ambition, a preservance, which
may be equalled but not surpassed. Mr. Chickering’s
manufacture i# an honor to the community, in ilie
opinion of the Commit tee; and they would omit no
F roper opportunity of bearing testimony to an excel
ence. winch makes, them feel more proud of their
City. April 23, 1845. 17—ts.
BEWARE:!!
ALL persons are hereby warned not to purchase
the settlement of land I reside on in Talbot
coutlty. viz : lot No. 70 in the 21th district, of origi
nally Muscogee now Talbot county, and all that
part of lot No. 71 in said dint., which lays on the
North West side of Rich-Land Greek, all about 300
aerhs.
Mine !* the drily bona-fide title to said land—and
let no one buy said land but from me—as any other
title is void.
JOHN BTtIP*
Talbot co. May TANARUS, 1845. (Q. C. G.) 19—4 t
From the Mirror.
AN HOUR AT THE OLD PLAYGROUND.*
I sat nn hour to-day, John,
Beside the old brook stream—
Where we were shcool boys in old time,
When manhood was a dr* am :
Th# l nok is r.hohed wiiff fallen leaves,
‘I he pond is dried away;
I scarce believe that you would know
The dear old place to da/.
The school house is no more, John,
Beneath our locust trees.
The wild rose by the window side—
No more waves in the breez**;
The scattered stones look desolate,
The sod they rested on
Has been ploughed up qy stranger hand*
Since you and I were gohe.
The cl esnut tree is dead, John,
And wha.’ is sadder now—
The broken grapevine of our swing
Hangs on the withered bough ;
I lead our liamcs upon the bark,
And found the pebbles rare—
Laid up beneath the hollow side.
As we had piled them (here.
Beneath the grass grown bank, John,
I looked for our old spring,—
That bubbled down the aid* r path,
Three paces from the swing ;
The rushes grow upon the brink,
The pool is black and bare,
And nut a foot, ibis many a day,
It seems, has trodden there.
I took the old blind road, John,
, That wandered up the hill,
•Tis darker than it used to be.
And seems so lone and still;
The birds sing yet upon the boughs—
Where once the sweet grapes hung,
But not a voice of human kind.
Where all our voice# rung.
I sat me on the fence, John,
That lies as in old tune,
The same half panel in the path,
Wc used so of! to c imb, ,
And thought how o’er th’e bars of life,
Our playmates had past pn,
And left me counting on this spot Jj
The faces that are gone.
* Not a fancy sketch, deat Willis; it
over,Sind eee sot your self, I will show you alt l have
written here, line for line. I never wrote a lament
before, for anything boyish, but this came oiet my
heart on the spot, and I had to write it .
From the United States Journal.
GENERAL ANDREW JACKSON,
To the Roman Sarcophagus.
BY JESSE E. DOW.
The Roman bugle o’er thee peal’d
When march’d the cohorts of the brave,
With blunted spear and batter’d shield,
A fuu ig escori, to the grave;
Through rocky pass and rosy vale .
Thay slowly hied, a weeping train,
Wbil6 Ramah swell’d the mourners’ wail,
And Sharon caught tha dying strain.
Memento 6f departed time !
Os empires trodden in the dust—
Os ru era steeped in blood and crime,
And nations eaten up with lust!
What ! sleep in thee, thou hollow thing?
A sepulchre that once werl fed—
Tomb of the mother of a King—
Where rests the ashes of thy dead 7
Let Princes in their marble sleep*
When crown and sceptres turn to dust,
And let the vine* of ages creep
Around them faithful to iheir trust;
But as for me, go make my tomb
Where sleeps the partner of my love,
Where Spring’s first roses love to bloom,
And weeping willows bend above.
I cannot take my final rest
Where Rome’s proud mistress slept inpride;
My bosom spurns the robber’s crest.
And scorns the marble’s sculptured tide.
When 1 am called to meet my God,
I would from pomp and pride bt five;
Then make my grave beneath t; t sod,
And hallow it with memory.
BEAUTIFUL EXTRACT.
Oh ! in our sterner manhood, when no ray
Os earlier sunshine glimmers on our way.
When girt with sin and sorrow, and the toil
Os cares, wh ch tear the bosom that they soils
Oh 1 if there he in rtiroaueetion’s chain
One link that kni s us wnh young dreams again,
One (fraught o sweet, we scarcely dare to muse
On all the hoarded ropttfrePit reviows,
Which seems etch instant, hi its backward range,
The heart to soften, and its ties to change,
And every spring, untouched for years, to move,
It IS THE MEMOHV or A MOTHER’S LOtE.
By the recent census, Pari*, is found to
contain 1,000,000 inhabitants.
THE UNION OF TUB STATES, AND THE SOVEREIGNTY OF THE STATES.*
Written for the “columbus times.”
THE LITTLE GOVERNESS AND
THE AUTHORESS.
Lizzy Dawson and'her brother, Ned were
orphans. The dealt) of their parents had
been their first real sorrow ; that of their
mother, had taken place only a few months
before the period at which my story com
mences, and a week after, they learned that
in losing her, they had lost everything. How
this was brought about 1 do not know, and
even isl did 1 would not tell you dear reader,
because 1 am well aware, that such details
are always very uninteresting to all but those
concerned in them. This being the case, 1
shall make a beginning out of what is in fact
the middle of a very long story not but that
the first part is very interesting and amusing
but because it does not happen to be just dial
part which 1 feel at the present moment in
the humor for communicating to the public.
How shall l introduce you to iny heroine,
by magnetism 7 that is it, magnetism can do
everything anil now it shall make you ac
quainted with Lizzy Dawson and her brother.
1 will not put you to the least inconvenience
dear madam just seal yoursslf in this luxuri
ous arm chair, this stool for your feet, now
you look comfortable; be so kind as to un
derstand that I am a disciple of Messtner,
permit me madam your hand a few passes—
there you are sound asleep ; I perceive that
you are very susceptible of the mesmeric in
fluence! Where are we now ? In a wood you
say! right right! but do not shudder so it is
very cold I acknowledge, but considering we
are only here in spirit it cannot possibly do
us ciuy harm. Look around you, you will
find the plate is not at all so desolate as at
first sight it maj r appear. Do you not see
that light glimmering through the trees,
faintly but cheeringly ! it seems to come
from a cottage, let us go towards it. We
are right, it is a cottage and a pretty cottage
too, see how sweetly it must have looked in
summer time when this honey-suckle was
in full bloom, covering the whole of the little
piazza, these rose bushes have been tended
carefully, by a woman’s hand no doubt see how
neatly they are all tied up; those bee-hives
also, 1 am sure the honey suckle has yielded
many a load of sweets already to the busy
little inmates of those hives; the scenery
around is. (should suppose from the locality,
very fine hut from the darkness It is impossi
ble to see, therefore we had better instead of
standing here in the cold and speculating
upon the probability of such scenery existing,
enter by means of our disembodied stale, the
parlour from whence that light is shilling so
invitingly. Here we aro! The room is
cheerful enough, if a room can mske its owu
cheerfulness. It is a real cottage parlour
plainly fur iehed and with a 1 right fire burn
ing on the andirons, the lamp wlucn bad
shone through the window stands on a email
table in the centre of the apartment; and
between this and the fire place on a low set
lee sit the only occupants of the room, our
heroine and her brother. The girl is appa
rently the elder of the two and yet she can
not possibly be more than fifteen. What *
sweet face is hers one of those which once
seen are never forgotten. Her eyes, those
•‘windows of the soul,” are large, vety large,
with that deep, dreamy look in them which
makes one think one can see farther into them
than any other kind of eyes; behold how
beautifully they are placed beneath those
delicately arched eyebrows, surmounted hy
the beautiful brow. I cannot give you an
idea of that brow, it would not do to compare
it to marblo, that makes one think of a statue,
of something which though fair is yet cold,
very cold, and that would be gii ing you a very
false notion of Lizzy, there is nothingstatue
like or cold about her, the impress of a warm,
childish spirit rests upon that pure forehead,
and those bi ight golden curls throw a radiance
over it that seems like sunshine. That sweet
little mouth is just curved enough in itsdoli
cateoutlinetoshow that, notwithstand ng the
melancholy, serious look of those earnest eyes
it can sometimes laugh right mnrily ; but
now a shaddow, far deeper than childhoods
troubles usually caat, is spread over the whole
face, and if I mistake not there is something
that glitters like a dew-drop on that aoft cheek.
Her fiaure is small, much below the middle
size, but exqnisita in its proportions : from
the dainty, delicate little hands and feet to
the gracefully turned waist and white throat
and neck. I say she was small and this is
true, but Lizzy is young and people sav “he
is not finished growing yet, that she still looks
upon herself as a child you may see from
the simple white dress, the same she wore
five years ago and'the little vandyk cape
fastened at the back and closing lightly a
jfonnd her throat. sCan you help loving
Lizzy now madam that you have seen her !
it you can I am sure you will yield when I
tell you that her lovely face and form are but
the index of her still more lovely heart
ind mind ; now.l perceive you love her as
dearly as any one else does who has the hap
piness of knowing hor. Do not however, my
friend alloiv her to monopolize the whole of
your attenlion hut turn for one moment your
eyes on this little fellow at her side. You
say he is very much like hia sister? yes, he
is like her, and yet if you examine more
closely you will perceive he is Also very ui
like her, in fact there is not a single feature
with the exceptioqj-pf those glrrioua eyes in
which tnev can bo said to resemble each
other. Though a year younger than Lizzy,
Ned is almost a head taller, he is slight and
slender yet active and daring in his whole air
as he gazes affectionately upon his sister
seems to say, “wait till I am a man, dear
Lizzy, then nothing shall trouble you !”
As I have now, my dear lady, introduced
you to my heroine I will not longer trespass
upon your valuable time, I know that your
family will bn expecting you at this late hour,
therefore I will, with all possible speed, re
lieve you from this magnetic imprisonment.
The thing is done, you are once more awake
rest assured if I hear anything more of Lizzy
and her brother that I will inform you of il
forthwith.
Many years have passed since the reader
was first introduced to the’dramatis personae
of this veritable history. If the reader would
know what has taken place durinir this long
space of time, he must return with me'to
that time when the brother and sister set side
by side in the cottage parlour. There had
been a lona interval of silence when sudden
ly the old fashioned clock in the corner
struck the hour of eleven. Lizzy raised her
6yes to her brother’s face, they were full of
tears, and they met theiranswers in his.
“This is the last time, dear Ned.” said
Lizzy breaking the silence, “that wo shall sit
in our own house where we have spent so
many hours of happiness, to-morrow the
house must be sold. You need* not look so
angry Ned, I know farmer Tforris won* give
up, he says he will have his rights aul that
he must get that money. There is only one
way, we must take care of ourselves, you
have already a good satiation in a etdre and
now I must try and find something to do
which will help us along.”
COLUMBUS, GA. WEDNESDAY, MAY 14, 1843.
“That you never shall dearsis,” cried Ned
decidedly, “you never shall do anything w bile
I have hands to help you, Mr. Lee Roy is
is very kind and gives me a hundred dollars
a year. You shall come down to the city
and board, and live at your ease, 1 am your
ptotcclor now, and it is tny duty to take care
of you.”
Lizzy, although she was so young and had
always lived in the country, knew enough of
tha world to be aware tliat unless that hun
dred dollars was as miraculously blessed—as
the widow’s cruise oil, it never could perform
the wonders required of it, and a half smile
rested on her face as she answered :
“That will never do, dear Ned; even if we
could live in this manner on a hundred dol
lars, 1 would never consent to it. How
could I feel at rest if I, who am the eldest,
were living in idleness while you were toil
ing all day for me, and denying yourself com
forts to add U> niy happ ness.” Ned would
here have protested, but Lizzy placed her lit
tle white hand on Ins mouth and shut in the
rebellious words. “Como brother you must
let me be mistress this once, and 1 promise to
be obedient ever afterwards.”
“Oh ! you know I always do exactly what
you say Lizzy dear, so dunt’ talk about this
once.”
“Then listen to me, you must assist me
in chosing soma employment. There is no
use in looking doleful brother, 1 promise you
I will neither be milliner, dress-tnaker, or
tailoress, and teacher 1 can’t be.”
“I’ray what will you be Lizzy,” said Ned,
“if none of these! 1 for my part cannot see
lor what you are fitted without it is tending
flowers and making other peoplo happy, you
had best stay as you are.”
There was a mischievous smile oa Lizzy’s
liltlieito sober face, and she hesitaied for an
instant as il she wished to keep her brother
in suspense a little, then in a slow solemn
tone which Bounded irresistibly comic she
answered:
“I think—Ned that I shalll—be—-an au
thoress !”
“Oh! Jupiter,” cried Ned, jumping up and
giving the first hearty laugh he bad enjoyed
for mouths, “Ha! ha! you an authoress
Lizzy! ha! ha! if that is’ ut the best joke,
Lizzy Dawson an authoress, oh ! dear, who
ever would have thought of such a thing,”
and Ned sank back on the settee perfectly
exhausted.
“Oil! brother, - ’ cred Lizzy so reproachful
ly that he instantly regained hie composure,
“1 did nut think you would do so, lam sure
I am quite serious and Ido mean to bs an
authoress.”
“What will you write about,” said Ned
with difficulty controlling bis r ib e mus
cles, for it must be confessed tbat with all hie
love for Ins sister lie had never thought of her
as an authoress, and besides this he in com
mon with many utlier gentlemen, older and
wiser than himself,fell an inveterate dislikes
lor every female to whom the term “blue
slocking” could, with justice or injustice be
applied. The idea of bis sweet, pretty,child
like sister being transformed into an authoress,
who according to his preconceived notion
must bo every thing eccentric aid disagreea
ble, was mi re than Ned could understand.
“What will l write about brother,” said
Lizzy after a little reflection, “that is the
easiest part of the business, I will tell peo
ple all about ourselves, the rountiy where we
have always lived and the cottage which we
love so dearly. I will tell them all the stories
mother used to relate to us in the long winter
evenings,” (here a long sob for a moment
choked Lizzy’s clenr voice) ‘‘oh ! I can tell
them many things Ned that will interest
them.”
l’oorchi'd, she did not know how uninter
esting the effusions of so pure a spirit aa tiers
would be to the greater part of the giddy
world if unmixed with any of that world’s
dross.
“But sis, how can you ever describe all
those things that as a matter of course must
come into Novels, tales, and poetry ; for in
stance I would like to see your description of
a love scene!”
“For shame Ned I dont intend to have any
love scenes in my stories.”
“Dont you indeed ! then I for one don’t
wish to road them,” said Ned, “they will be
very flat it appears to rne.l thinkyou had|batter
wait until you have some experience in such
matters, then you shall be authoress to your
hearts content.”
“ Tease away Ned as much as you please,”
aaid the sister good humorcdly, “I am at least
determined to try.”
And so Lizzy caught up her bed room
candle and was walking away with a good
night which Bhe strove to make as cheerful
as possible, when Ned jumped before her and
throwing his arms around her neck kissed her
affectionately saying, “1 give up dear Lizzy,
and will do just as you tell me, if you will
only come and live in Now York, so that I
can see you every day, just as 1 used to do
in old times when we were all so happy be
fore mother died.”
Poor I.izzy sobbed Ned notwih
standing his man(v struggle nut bis head on
her shoulder and wept inconsfo. The brother
~i.| uMi-r locked id eMHUier's arm
for a moment and then biddmragch other a
last good night, seperated for the time.—
When sweet Liszy Da#son laid her head,
that night on her pillow her cheek was wet
with tears, and * until the night was
far advanced that dHNKnvercamo her and she
fell into a gentle sltnHer.
It was about a week after this that Lizzy
and her brother started for New York, and I
jun sure no person could have recognised in
the funny little figure, that sat so demurely
on the decknfthe steamboat aa it stopped
puffing and blowing at the wharf; 4ur little
childish Lizzy Diwson. The simple white
dress and vandybscape had been exchanged
for an old fashioned b'ack gown, which look
ed as if it might have belonged to her grand
mother, a cap with a border which would have
put to the blush aU the scuffles of good queen
Elizabeth covered*£her head, ana was sur
mounted by a brooch which was evidently a
contemporary of the dress. Altogether our
l|#le heroine was so covered with clothes,
much too large for her wee person, that her
sweet face, with its large bright eyes shaded
by those soft curls, which Lizzy had in vain
tried to confine beneath the cap, looked as
if it had julpt gone into her vast mishappen
liabilimeiits for the purpose of playing “hide
and seek,” and would soon step forth bring
ing with it the fairy-like person to which it
belonged. Many eves were turned with
curiosity not unmixed with admiration, upon
little Lizzy, and some young, city sparks,
muiftacliednnd bdwhiskered to the height of
the ’ ftmhlon, thought proper as (they stood
leaning lazily against the side of the boat, to
make her the subject of their remarks and
criticisms. But this troubled Lizzy very lit
tle, it never once entered her innocent
mind that gentlemen who appeared to bave
ao much regard for their own proper persons
and appendages, should for one instant make
her the centre ol attraction.
Not far from the brother and sister sat a
young gentleman with a book in his hand,
but whether he was rending or not, I am un
able to determine. He was apparently young,
he was not probably more than twenty five.
His form was tall and slender, his face dark
and handsome with a pair of fine flashing eyes
and noble forehead, a ceriain expression
about the mouth, betraying love of the hu
morous, The gentleman was in fact very
handsome and so thought little Lizzy when
she noticed him for the first time. But then
Lizzy, you know dear reader, was so very
inexperienced that she con Id not possibly be a
judge of such things. What did this person
think of Lizzy! you say. indeed that would
be hard to tell exactly what he thought. At
first she struck him as the most smgular
little person he had ever seen, fora long tune
he found it very difficult to make out what
was concealed beneath that big black bonnet;
but w hen Lizzy once as he was gazing at her
steadfastly with a half smile on his lips, rais
ed her head suddenly and disclosed her sweet
Buiiny,face, covered with a timid blush as she
met Ins unguarded look of admiration, he at
once declared in his heart of hearts that she
was a perfect angel.
Lizzy had her own peculiear reasons for
this iiietamorplioßis of iier pretty person. It
had been decided by Mr. Lee Roy, the em
ployer of her brother, and a friend of her de
ceased father, that while Ned continued in
his counting house, little Lizzy should enter
his family for the purpose of initiating bis two
little girls in the mysteries of A. B. C. and
the multiplication table.
“But,” said the gentleman laughingly, af
ter he hud communicated this plan to her,
“you will have to change that childish dress,
ami pul on something more womanly, else 1
am afraid you will never be able to establish
your authority, and your new pupils will bcl
your commands at defiance.”
“Never fear,” answered Lizzy, “rest as
sured I will look the governed to perfection.”
When Mr. Lee Roy met her at the wharf in
New York, he saw tnat she had more than
kept her promise and he could hardly restrain
a smile is he conducted her to the carriage
and assisted her to.a seat. The many sights
and sounds of the busy thuroughfare, had so
confused poor Lizzy’s mind that she ne.ther
heard nor understood, when Mr. Lee Roy
said to her;
“Hermit me Miss Dawson to introduce
you to my son Ernest. I will give Miss
Dawson into your charge Eruest,” said his
father.
“Good-bye Lizzy,” said Ned, “l will see
you again in an hour or so.”
“You will not leave me hero all alone,
Ned,” cried Lizzy, without perceiving that
she had a companion.
“To the counting house Miss Dawson,’’
said a rich musical voice at her elbow, “do
not be alarmed, you are in good hands, and
rest assured 1 will be your protector until I
see you in my mother’s house and as much
longer as you will allow me that pleasure.”
Lizzy raised her her large wondering eyes
ind there just before her sat her companion
dc voyage. Lizzy now thought he was ac
tually Hie handsomest man she had ever seen.
Forgive her, dear reader, she was so very
inexperienced. Although the gentleman
spoke kindly and looked still more kindly,
Lizzy thought him too handsor. e lor her ever
to like, so she shrank fatter and farther
away from the gaze of those warm eyes into
the big black bonnet, looking as timid as it
her companion had been an ogre and was
on the point of eating her up.
“I hope, Miss Lawson,” continued Lee
R,.y, “ibat your visit to my parents, is to be
of long duration. I knew your father well,
when I was a little boy be used to be much
at our house.”
“Oh! yes,” answered Lizzy, trying to
conquer her timidity, “l am to be governess
to your sisters, and I hope I shall please Mr.
Si Mrs. Lee Roy.”
“Governess,” cried young Lee Roy, una
ble to conceal his astonishment; “I have
been laboring under a mistake, I though
you were little Lizzy Dawson, Ned Daw
son's sister.” jW
“Little Lizzy DaWson ! What audacity,
no wonder the lady put on that air of offend
ed pride, and drew up her little person with
such a sudden jerk that bound cap and dress
all fluttered through sympathy. It was very
disrespectful of Ernest Lee Roy to speak in
such a manner of Miss Elizabeth Dawson,
the present governess, and the auihoress, tor
Lizzy had not given up her first idea of writ
ing for the public, this however, she kept a
profound secret, known only to herself and
Ned. It is not aurprising, therefore, that
Lizzy’a answer was long forthcoming, and
that when at last it did come, it was deliver
ed with the air of a miniature queen;
“Yes Bir, I am Miss Elizabeth Dawson,
and the sister of Edward Dawson.”
Le Roy smiled in spite of himself, but do
not suppose, dear reader, that Lizzy smiled
too, no indeed, not a muscle of her demure
little fpce relaxed itseli'far the hundredth
pars of as inch, she was determined toim
press I,ee Roy with a proper respect for her
dignity as a governess, and so in my opinion
she did very wisely not to smile, because you
know oh this occasion that would have been
the very worst mode of acting imaginable.
“I W&. y our forgiveness,” cried Leßoy,
controlling his smile, “ I find I have formed
quite anSsroneous idea of you, however, you
must not blame me for it, but scold your
broth§|: when you see him. Ned is so used
toipealfef his sister as little Lizzy, that I
hiw Always pictured her to myself as a
tnereehild. I perceive, however, that 1 have
been laboring under a mistake.” Here a
most gracelul bow, and, a most winning
smile, almost mollified Lizzy, and she began
to think she could like him very well, al
though he was so handsome. But do not
forget dear reader how very inexperienced
Lizzy was. Let us see if she will not change
her mind, when she has seen more of the
world, and All the handsome men in it, who,
1 ain sure when they have once seen her
will be ready to do everything and anything
for her ; yes, I am sure that for one look of
those divine eyes, the most indifferent gen
tleman imaginable, would venture like a
Certain knight of old, to fetch her gloves from
between the paws of a most ferociouß lion
which had not eaten anything lor, I don’t
know how long, or would, in the matter of
fact style of the present day, be willing to
say,- “Miss l am very much pleased with
you, and if you are equally pleased with me,
then we will proceed instantly to the Reve
rend Mr* Tie-Tlie-Knot, and be united in
the indissoluble bands of matrimony.” Lei
us see if Lizzy does not change her mind !
I am almost alraldsho will, for in spito of all
her assumed dignity long before the carriage
stopped at Mr. Lee Roy’s superb mansion in
University Place, Ernest and Lizzy had be
come excellent friends.
It was one of the pleasantest days in
Spring. The trees and shrubs were already
clothed in green, the air was warm and bal
my and the fountains were sparkling in the
sunshine. All looked gay and happy with
[VOL. V.—NO ‘.’o.
out doors, but gayer and happier within the
house of Mr. Lee Roy. This was the day
of days with Lizzy and the children, they
were all in a flutter of expectation, that eve
ning they were to be at the “Home,” as Mr.
Lee Roy had named his beautiful country
seat. The house presented a scene o! lively
confusion. The little children flew about
like butterflies collecting from every known
place, stores ol dolls, battle doors, little car
riages, and sets of cups and saucers, all to
be taken to the dear Home. Lizzy gathered
together her treasures too, her books and her
writing desk, for, said the little governess in
her heart, “I will continue to write, and 1
can send my productions down to Ned, he
will take care of them.
“Lizzy,” said Ernest to her, (how could
tie help calling her Lizzy, when no one ever
thought of calling her anything else,) “ do
you know that the Home is only a few miles
from your little cottage, and that we can go
there in a carriage in less than half an hour.”
“Oh! I am so glad,” said Lizzy, “1 shall
go there early to-morrow ; I do so long to
see the dear old house agajti, it must look
sweet at this season, I wander who lives
there, and if they take care of my beautiful
honeysuckle and rose bushes.”
“ Yes you shall go as soon ns you like,
Lizzy,” said young Frank Lee Roy, “Em
est has bought the nicest little bu;;gy you
ever saw, just for you and himself, 1 suppose,
so that you two can take a ride whenever it
is most agreeable.”
Poor Lizzy started and blushed, as if she
had beeu caught doing something \ ery wrong,
and running away from Frank to hide her
confusion, she met the deep, lcnderglar.ee
of Ernest. For one instant the eyes oi the
young girl looked into his, but that one in
stant was sufficient, it told inoieof the hearts
of each than any words could have done.
But theirs are not the only tell tale eyes in
the world, how much a glance can do ! by a
glance the wicked communicate the plans
they dare not speak ; by a glance upward,
the trusting soul shows its faith in Heaven,
by i glance envy, pride, hatred, the worst
passions of our nature are betrayed, by a
glance how many pure, truthful young hearth
are bound together forever. That night
there was a tear on Lizzy’s cheek as she slept,
but not of sorrow : the mixed feelings which
caused it, it would be difficult to analyze, but
in her heart was a deeper, sweeter fount o!
joy than Bhe had ever before known.
The Home was a beautiful spot, one of
those fine, noble country houses which are
seen so often in tho vicinity of New York,
surrounded by deep, old woods and furnished
with all the luxuries which could be found
in the most commodious city mansions. Yet
tine a* was the bouse and all its appurten
ances, l should not have liked to live there, 1
would rather have the country all country
and so thought Lizzy. This being the case
it is no) at all strange that Lizzy should tne
morning after her arrival there, seal herself
by the side ol a certain gentleman in a nice
little buggy aud ride off to enjoy the real
country as she said.
“Slop a moment, Ernest,” said Frank as
they were about driving off; “here are some
papers just arrived for you,” and he threw
them carelessly into the carriage. Ernest
stooped down aud picked them up, thrusting
them carelessly into his pocket, then giving
the rein to the horse they were soon out of
sight.
Dear reader what does all this mean 1 It
seems to ine that our little governess has
entirely forgotten her dignity. To go off
with that Ernest into those romantic woods,
with their dark shades and open green spots
for the sunshine to rest upon so lovingly, the
bright little vallies with their si/very streams,
the singing of the biids and the low sighing
of the breeze among the leaves and then the
thousand voices which rise from the grass
beneath their feet, the branches above their
heads echoing to the gush of feeling in their
own hearts. It was very strange that Liz
zy could so forget herself, but we must
not blame her, there is no accounting for
the fancies and whims which find their
way in and out of the hearts of a Miss of
fifteen. Do you think reader, that Lizzy
was ever before so happy as on that day,
when she and Ernest alighted from the bug
gy and strolled together into these same
woods. Certain it is that Ernest never
knew that his heart could beat so as it did,
when finally Lizzy seated herself on the
stump of an old tree, and he threw Inmsell
on tho turf by her side.
What a sweet spot was that which they had
chosen fora resting place ! Picture to your
self a little gueun opening just large enough
fora lady’s boudoir,the Dees meeting over
head so as to let iD the sunshine only in brok
en rays on the green velvet carpet, beneath
the warm breeze brings the perlume of a
thousand spring flowers within the sweet
enclosure, wheie it dallies with the leaves of
the old trees and the young sprouts of the
sweet briar as if loath to leave so fair a spot;
now and then the breeze springs among the
curls of Lizzy’s hair, there to gambol awhile
and from thence to Ernest lifting his dark
locks and throwing them back from the no
ble brow, as he reclined his head on his hand
gazing up into the face of the little governess.
The birds warbled in the foliage above them
aud one iiltlo robin who had only been mar
ried a few weeks, turned lu his mate and re
marked in a confidential whisper with a very
lender glance, that he was certain the cou
ple l>6low them were in love, lie knew it
from their countenances. Mrs. Robin blush
ed, and bridled, and said “ she thought the
gentleman might be, but that she did not see
anything particular about the lady, and that
she hoped one of her sex would never so far
betray her feelings in her countenance.”
Robby looked astonished, and ventured to ex
postulate. “ You forget dear,” said he, “ a
certain morning, a few weeks since, when
you and I first” —
“I don’t know what you mean,” said Mrs.
Robin, and turned her back on him.
This so much surprised her spouse, that he
opened his bill and sent forth a most glorious
gush of music,(then hopped olf towards home
with a chit, chet, chut, which means in En
glish, pshaw, fudge, nonsense. When Liz
zy heard Ihe robin’s song she looked up into
the tree and smiled as knowingly as if she
had an inkling of the matrimonial fall out of
which I can assure you she knew nothing,
for Lizzy did not utters land bird language.
The bird must haMy>er in mind ofaoofo
thing else, for she jKiniitly turned towards
Ernest and said,
“ Do Ernest give- me thoso papers, yon
got from Frank, I wish to sec them particu
larly.”
“Yes, you shall have them hazy, only
just let me read you this little due drop of a
poem, there is something so pore and unso
phisticated about it, I atn sure it will please
you,” and Ernest commenced read'tig a most
exquisite little poem, one which would have
delighted the most fastidious, bu>, strange to
relate, on Lizzy it had quite a contrary ef
fect, She blushed, fidgetted, yawned, and
pulled flowers to pieces in e mnner that
showed she was not at all interested in whet
Ernest w;s reading.
“Isn’t that a beautiful sentiment,” said
Lee Roy suddenly raising his lived, but stop
ping shuFt, he saw her contused look.
Lizzy said she did net know anything a
bout such things, and liial bhe could ait
judge the merits of the piece.
Lee Roy looked disappointed, and read on
When he had finished, he ilirew aside th r
paper saying, “I thought you would hbo
that little poem, Lizzy, out I see it does not
suit your taste !”
Lizzy’s mouth looked as if il almost wish
ed to laugh, Lee Roy was puzzled, he again
took up the paper, looked at the poem ami
glanced his eye upon the signalure, il was
simply Lizzy, a light broke in upon him, a
suspicion winch soon became a certainly, he
smiled now, and exclaimed, “have you ever
seen anything of tins authoress before, Liz
zy !”
“Yes,” replied she, “several times. Lee
Roy was now convinced, that he suspected
rightly. Could it be possible, lie asked him
self, that this sweet rhildSs the authoress of
all these beautiful liule tilings which had
been so much admired by the literary world.
It must be true ; and Lee liny feels his heart
give a wilder bound as lie gazed on Lizzy.
Eruest rises and draws nearer, now he
leans against the stump on which Lizzy is
silting.
“Could you, Lizzy, who are so fond of na
ture ever peisuade yourself to come and live
in these old woods !”
•l’ersuade myself,tube sure,” said Lizzy,
: “ I would come and live here 10-day.”
1 “At the cottage !”
I “Yes,” said Lizzy, “that would be delight
ful.”
“And would you be willing to shaie your
home with a stranger!”
The girl looked up into her lover’s face
with an air of surprise, but dropped her eyea
again in an instant.
“V\ ou!d you, dear Lizzy be willing to share
it with me.”
A burning blush mounted into the little
governess’s face, and then she burst into
tears.
Ernest seized her hand and pressed his
lips upon it, and then —and then, but 1 can
not tell you what followed, there were words
spoken so low, that though 1 listened with all
my might, ! could not hear a sound.
Lizzy before she went home, said to Ern
est as he stood with his arm around her,
“dear Ernest you know 1 could not praise
what you read, because it was my own.”
In a few remarks a brilliant cavalcade, and
bridal party they seemed, stopped at the door
of the not say who were the
bride and bridegroom.
“LITTLE NELL.”
MADAME De STAKE.
I was placed at the festive board next tho
celebrated Madame de Stael, with whom 1
got on wouderlully, considering her prodigious
reputation, Us übt merely the author but tho
heioine ol “Coriiine.” A plainer and more
masculine person for a heroine I never be
held ; though it must be confessed that her
mind was as masculine as her person, at the
same time that il was softened and beautified
by all the most lender and feminine passions.
She was in tact, at this very tiinj acting
Coriiine, and had her Oswald with her, who
seemed to hold her heart under the most
absolute control. The object of this tender
passion was and young Genevese, Monsieur
Rocca, whs had belonged to the light cavalry
of Napoleon’s army in Spain, and had exhib
ited great courage, conduct, and talent, lie
had been severely wounded, besides having
had his lungs pierced by a lance. He was
now evidently dying of consumption, and she
told me she was hurrying off to I'isa with
him. He sat opposite to us, pale interesting
looking, and emaciated ; and she watched
him with incessant anxiety, for fear, as she
said, “he should eat something that might
disagree with him.” Her devotion, her love
for this young man soldier, considering the
disparity of age, appeared at first, to my ro
mantic mind, like a touch of bathos in poetry
especially as the lady’s daughter was of the
party, aud old enough to bo engaged to the
Due de Broglie. But I had not sat long a
cole of this lemarkable woman, before all
the fascination of her mind was thrown over
me, and I forgot age and absence 6f beauty
aud became myself spellbound and deeply
enamored ; and as her intellectual counte
nance lighted up, at last 1 thought her per
fectly beautiful. She described all her anx
ieties about her interesting invalid, and his
df*ed6 of renown in the battle field. This
led to Napoleon and his deeds, and Mons.
11. having informed Madame de Stael that I
had visited Napoleon at Elba, I was induced
to give a long description of my interview
with him, and my impressions of his figure
face, Sic., which the lady flattered me by say
ing were e.\celle'it,,and exactly corresponded
with her own; and she added that, in a book
ehe was then writing, they should be intro
duced. Our conversation was generally car
ried on in English, which Madame de Stael
spoke fluently and elegantly. She painted
in glowing colors the powers of the human
passions and their influence ; she seemed to
detest Bonaparte and respect England.
[illy Adventures, by Col Maxutell, K. H,
ENGLISH SOLDIERS IN INDIA.
Having thus said much of the native sol
dier, I will add a few words respecting the
European, the English soldier. 110 forms
the refil basis of the army in India ; he is the
instrument by which the immense power in
India has been founded, and by which it is
supported. Only 45,000 Europeans ! a mix
ture of all the lowest classes of G. Britain, but
hardy,ad venturous nrn, who,for want of better
situation have sold their lives for twenty years.
The English'koldier knows that he is in a
foreign land, that, on decisive occasions, he
must depend upon himself alone ; “to con
quer or to die” is his motto, which is so
deeply rooted in him that it seems to him in
crediule that he should ever be conquered.—
Coolness and presence of mind are combined
in his character, with boldness and persevere
ance. In battle, the English soldier is gen*
erally employed where the hotost combat is
expected, and the native takes courage from
his valor. On such occasions there is no
want of reciprocal sacrifices, in which no one
will be beh|nd the other, and the Hindoo val
ues chivalrous deeds as much as ho is grate
ful for sacrifices made for himself. Thus, in
the last war, some soldiers of tho thirteenth
or queen’s rescued Borne soldiers of the thity
fourih Bengal regiment from the hands of the
Affghan*, at the hazard of their lives, for
which that regiment was saluted by the other
on their meeting ; and the privates of thirty
fourth regiment prepared a festive entertain
ment at Ferozpoor for their European com.
rades in the most affectionate manner, which
was afterwards returned by them with a cor
responding feeling. Unhappily, however, the
Englisti soldiers are not temperate ; they are
addicted to spirituous liquors, by which, in
Ibis climate so dangerous to Europeans,death
makes fearful ravages among thqjn. It may
be assumed that most of ihe European regi
ments lose ten percent, of their men In tne
flkstyear of iheir being here. <
Ikite. f Van (Jrlick’s Travels in lmlia.
A Chinese Love Song. — 'L’he N. York
Express thinks that has trover
any thing belter, in this wayy than the fol
lowing. The idea of it gong for a Love gift*
is rich beyoDd expression:
“I give dire all, l can no more,
Except a pound of tra ;
My heart and going are all tlw store
That l have got for thee.
f “A gong, whose thtm I’ring t<veng reveal.
More noise Ilian any oel; USt*
Ann be>ter mill, a heart th.v f. e>,
Much more than g,n; cut! >0.1.” *