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THE TIMES, I published every Wednesday morning, IT THE GRANITE lUILOIIf G, Corner of Oglethorpe and Randolph streets, by M. FORSYTH* A HI. JTOHXSTON, PROPRIETORS, TBRM9—Tnrkr Dollars per annum, payable invariably in adv * for ne\* subscriptions No paper will be while any arrearages is duo, unless at the option of the proprietor, and POUR dollars will in all cases be exacted where payment ia not made before the expiration of the aubscriplinu year. ADVERTISK VIE.N f S conspicuously inserted at One Dollar per me hundred words,for the first insertion,and fifty cents for every subsequent continuance. All Advcrtiskmkn rs, sent to us without specify ing the number of inaertiomdesired, will be con tinued until ordered out, and charged accordingly. Legal Advertisements published at the usual rates, and with strict atteution to the requisitions of the law. Sheriff’s Salks under regular executions, must be advertised for thirty days; under mortgage fi fas,sixty dayß before the day of sale. 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Office on Broad Street,over Mr. LeGai's Jewel ry Store. April 2, 1315, 14—ts COXE A WILLIAMS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Columbus, Georgia. 4'XKFIOE in Hooper’e New Building; East X ™ aide Broad atreet, near tlie market. FRANCIS H CONE, ( CHARLES J. WILLIAMS. ) April 2, 1845. 14—if. Robert B. Lester ATTO RNE Y AT LA W j TazeweLl Marion County Ga. March 131845. 12—ly; William flizcll; ATTORNEY AT LA W ; Tazewell, Marion Countr, Ga. March 5, 1943, 11 —ly LAW NOTICE; so jl AVIHG Ssiiociaied ourselres tog* the* in the JLJL practice of the LAW under the name of STEINER & RICHARDS, yte will attend the several Courts in te Counties of Chambers, Rdsseli, lVtacdn, T&ilnpoosa & Randolph, Und the Supreme Court of the State. tjJlce neXi door to tHe Pd<l O lice, LaFarette Ala. JO IN J. STEINER, , EVAN G. RICHARDS. _ Feb. 26 1815. 9—3 m. James iff. IfHtcticll, ATTORNEY’ AT LA \V ; /jMitlertce— Ltinlp'kin, Georgia. WILL devote his attention hereafter, exclusive* ly to His profession, and will attend punctu ally to all business entrusted to his care, in any coun ty in the Chattahoochee dr South-Western Circuits. Feb 6, 1945 6 —ly JT. S. Mitchell, Attorney at law; Starksville, Lee Cos. Ga; r.bmaryi, 1813- 6 —ly; William B. Ilia tin,’ 1 SOLICITOR AND ATTORNEY AT DAW: jfe . C)rricE. in Girard, Alabama. RESPECTFULLY tenders his professional services to the pubfi: generally ; he lakes this vtieihod of apprising his patrons, (nat he makes no collections for less (han ten per cent, on any sum riot exceeding one thousand dollars, his reason’s for this publication,is o e .? general notice to those who Have already intrusted him with their business, with out eplcial contract; that they may wiihdraw ili* ■ame if they prefer, and all future patrons if any, may •Jtpect to be governed by this no'ice. J . WM. B. MARTIN. January 8, 1840 2—ly DAW NOTICE. William B. Pryor HA3 nettled himself in the Town of LaGrange Troitp county, Georgia, and will practice law tn the counties of Troup, Meftwefher, Coive'a, Campbell, Garroll and Heard, of the Coweta Circuit —and Harris, Muscogee and Talbot of the Chatta hoochee Circuit. Dec 18. 1844 Sl—ly Taylor & Oonckc, ATTORNEY’S ATLAW; CUTHBEHT, (RANDO'LFH COUNTY THE undersigned having aasocin ed thihnselves in the practice of ihe Law, will give their at tention to any business confided to them in the coun ties of Randolph, Early, Baker, Lee,Suintcr, Dooly and Decatur in tho Southwestern, and Stewart of the Chattahoochee circuits. They will also attend the courta in Barbuur and Henry counties in Alabama. WILLIAM TAYLOR. LEWIS A.GONKKE. ’November 13 1844. 46—ly. Reese & Dcnnard, ATTORNEYS AT LAW; Crawford Ala. chahles a. Reese, > w . r. DEP2VABO. ) Sept. 18, 1844. 38— ly. E. 11. Platt, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Albany, Baker County, Ga. Jan 1. 1845 I—ts Burks & Stephenson, ATTORNEYS AT LAW; talbotton, ga. values M. BURRS, > JAMES L. STEPHENSON ) Feb 48, 1844 9—ts COLaVITT It COOK, ATTORNEY’S AT LAW; LA GRANGE, GEORGIA. Will practice in the counties of Troup, Meriwether, Coweta, Fayette, and Carroll. Walte a T. Colucitt, Columbus, Ga. Wa. C. O. Cook, La Grange. April 23 34—ts dAsoluwl The Law firnwf FORSYTH U MEIGS, is ihe retiroment of H. V. MEIGS, business of the office will be continued by Alllßlverson, and John Fur ay th, under the style uf^^na IVERSON Al lIaRSYTH. _ LET* }• & F. ha sh rmovwo th e new building Easi side of Broad/Street, neanUie Market. Office ap stairs, over M. Brannan’a Snse. Noy 20, 1844. % 47—t @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.” *