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ATHENS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 80, 1849.
VOLUME XVII. NUMBER 21.
fJotirg
' Written fdt the
The Gheber** 1
From Moor* a Fire Wonkippert.
bjr eref^ist
„ y star that lights the ether bine—
By every san that leu* the flower its hue—
By every pearl .that glimmer* ’neath the wave,
And corals bright around the seaman'* grave;
“y every breexe that stir* thy silken hair,
>nd every drop which warms thy cheek so fair;
By all that's bright below, or dark above,
Von have tny first and oqlyJove!
By one,thing ntill more.gacred than *he —
By'otlr foved Afur-fir«*N, vtirt l re > . bow fey bleat, -
I vow that onto none I'll tend the kri*e,
But Allah, and my Himiai love, to thee.
By every leaf that trembles from its tough—
By every hope that light*my spirit now—
By thee, far dearer than the world beside,
1 vow to make thee aoon roy loyal bride.
And wreathe my soul with fadeless palms of love;
Yea, calm the waters of this turbid heart,
Ere hope forever from its depths depart.
When first I caught the glance ol thy dark eye,
I dreamed not that forewoman 1 coold sigh;
But thou a.flag of glory didst unfurl,
Which toUio dust, thy hand alone can hurl.
Thou canst unto my brain dark madness bring,
And breathe my engfC-spirit'sfiery wing,*
Theff'STy thy peerless hand upon my breast,
And it will lull my phrerizied thoughts to rest.
Then loiely. Hinda, list my vow to-night,
Which I call Allah's saints, this hour, to write;
ThO’ from thy royal perch I’d have thee fly,
I will protect thee, and lor thee will dio!
'Wrongs have been mine—my kindred have been
slayd;
Thy. father!! host roy country long have sway’d;
BuUhou.the diamond link in roy Tile’s chain,
On nerve my soul to deeds of higher fame.
. Thy woman’s love of tenderness and truth—
Thy heart's sweet trust of innocence and youth,
On conquer where a thousand blades would fail;
For do not e’en thy fear* my rude cheek pale!
' lions; the bold were enconraged by his
. incitements ; the valiant made * more
= j valiant" by his approbations,
i Obeyed in whatever he commanded,
j gratified in whatever^? desired, sue*-
! cessful in whatever he%plierhpted, nev-
i er was ther^a.chief more absolute, nev-
rer.nras an'absolute chief for a time more
{-powerful. IJe ordered that
is justice? A'pair"of scales, who has not felt its bewildering influ-
t the actions of mankind are of- ence ? Still it is a delicious sort of sor-
royat floor. If it had been a wild beast j zac. It is of the plover species, of a j What
slumbering .in his lair thal we were ■ greyish color, and as large as a small j in which _
about to visit, there could not have been pigeon. The bird was walking up and ; ten weighed ; the true weights being j row ; and like a cloud dimming the sun-
a silence more deeply hushed. j down close to the crocodile’s nose. I j sometimes bought up by power and j shine of the river,.although casiit),
Fretted at such an abject servility, I ; suppose I moved, for suddenly 7 it saw j wealth, whilst others thal are incorrect < momentary shade of gloom, it enharo
quickened tny pace towards the cur-: me, and, instead of flying away, as any j are substituted. j the beauty of returning brightness !
lain, when Sheffie Bey, rather gliding ; respectable bird would have done, he j What is -idleness ? A pubiic mint,;
than stepping before tne, cautiously and jumped up about a foot from the ground, J where various kinds of mischief is coin-j A Fact.—The more married
slowly raised a corner for i
Bat there's one thought, my Ilinda, haunts m
One inad’ninj vision my wild brain doth fill-
One ghastly Far from which I cannot flee,
1’anues me still upon the land and son.
still,
i bles, anV| cavaliers should deliver up I Wondering at his subdued
j their arthfc to such officer^ ?* hf should j stricken altitude, I stepped
■ give commission to receive Yhcyi. The I threshold, and fell, without
‘order, was obeyed. He ordered that! it. that 1 was in the preset
j men of nil ranks should go without ; Sultan.
: cloaks, or .gowns, or white v-W'^ks, nr
! any other" sort of loose dress, under
1 which arms might he concealed ; nay,
that even women for the same reason,
should throw aside their farthingales,
and luck up their gowns somewhat
high. The order changed, in an instant,
the whole fashion of the people, not ev
en the proudest of Naples daring to dis
pute in the least the people’s idol. Nor
was it over the high and noble alone that
he exercised his unlimited ascendancy.
The ‘fierce democracy* ‘were,acquies
cent as the tilled few. On one occasion,
when the people in vast numbers as
sembled, he commandad with a loud
voice that every one should, under pain
of rebellion antf death, retire to his home.
The multitude instantly disappeared.—
On ariothcr, he put his. finger to his
mouth to command silence; in a mo
ment every voice wjxi hushed.
The feign of this prodigy was indeed
short, lasting only from the 7th to the
16th of July, 1647, when he perished,
the victim of another revolution of af
fairs. It was a reign marked loo with
many atrocious excesses, and with some
trails of indescribable personal folly;
yet as long as it is not an every-day’s
matter for a fisher boy to become a king,
the story of Masaniello of Naples must
be tegarded with equal wonder and ad
miration, as exhibiting an astonishing
pass, screamed. “ Ziczac, ziczac ! ,r with all! ed and entensively circulated amongst j you have, the fewer crimes there will
id terror- the powers of his voice, and dashed j the most despicable of the human race, j be. Examine the frightful columns of
icross the himself against the crocodile’s face two! What is fear? A frightful and clan-| your criminal calenders—you will there
The great beast started ; gerous substance to the really guilty,! find a hundred youths executed for
of
up, and,
i jump
diately spying
into the air
with a spl;
ul dashi
which cc
The heavy folcNmf the window cur- "into >
tain so obscured the light that seemed ercri i
as if the day were drawing to a close, river
instead of being at its high meridian. , my it:
As with the expanding pupil the eye reutij
took in surrounding objects, the apart- maim
mem, its furniture, ami its royal tenant, his cry, as I thought, with an exulting
presented a different scene from what, voice, arid standing every now and then
if left to itself, the imagination would on the tips of his toes in a conceited
have drawn. ! manner, which made me justly angry
The room less spacious, but as lofty j with his impertinence. After having
as the adjoining one, was furnished in waited in vain for some time, to see
the modern European style, and like a ! whether the crocodile would come out
familiar thing, a stove stood nearly in again, I got up from the hank where I
the cen'.re. On a sofa, by a .window, i was lying, threw a clod of earth at the
through which he might have looked ziczac, and came back to the boat, feel-
upon us as we crossed the court, with a! ing some consolation for the loss of my
crimson tarbouch, its gold button and ' game in having witnessed a circum-
blue silk tassel on his head a black silk j stance, the truth of which has been dis-
kerchie r aroond his neck, attired in a j puled by several writers on natural his-
blue military frock and pantaloons, and j lory.—Carson's Visits to Monasteries in
polished French boots upon his feet, sat : the Levant.
the monarch, without any of the attri- j :—
bates of sovereignty about him. jA Sketch iu the'Arabian Desert—
A man, young in years, but evidently ) A Bedouin Boy.
of delicate and impaired conslilulion, I Umbarak, the chief of our liillc cara-
ned and spiritless air was un- I van , was a remarkably fine fellow, and
j but a vain and harmless shadow to the [ father of a family. Marriage renders a
ig conscientiously honest and upright. | man more virtuous and more wise. The
? fortune? A capricious dame, J father of a family is not willing to blush
i rejects those who Tire most | before his children.
i solicit her favors; whilst oth- ! — —
How to obtain Subscrivun.
pers and other fixins, our canvasser
turned towards his new subscriber, and
with a bland stnile of good nature re
marked—
*1 think you will like my paper,
friend.*
* Yes—yes,* responded the other.
‘ It’s a capital paper.*
* Yes,* said the subscriber.
* An’ you’ll recommend it to your
friends!’
4 Yes,’ added the victim.
4 It’s a good paper.*
What
with
i disappeared. The ziczac, to j ansi*
ised admiration, proud, nppa-lers, more unworthy, are the recipients
'having saved his friend, re-j of her bounties without their solicitation,
up and down, uttering j What is fashion ? A beautiful envel-
" ’ °P for mortality, presenting a glittering weebly H ' e paper in the cily or Do-
and polished exterior, the appearance of jX„.\ «r
which gives nocertian indication of the
real value of what is contained therein,
What
that is highly exhilarating
when partaken at the expense of others
but when used at our own cost, it be
comes bitter and unpleasant.
What is thought? A fountain from
may f
‘rij good paper.
his i
relieved by any indication of intellectual j on a i| occasion, most obliging,
energy. He eyed me fixedly as I ael-; indeed the rest. Small gratuities of cof-
vanced, and on him mv attention was ; f ecam l eatables, which Komehtlispens-
no less riveted. Ashe smiled I stop-; e j with great tact, kept them in con-
ped, expecting that he was about to slant good humor; they were always
peak, but he motioned gently with his j ready to assist in pitching the tent, and
|q approach yet nearer.- j gathering wood for our fire. But there
Lines to a Mother, on the death of her Babe.
On a mission of love, the cherubim host
From the regions of bliss came down,
In search of a gem—brilliant and pure,
To add to the Savior’s bright crown.
While poiV.1 -’mid the stars, on glittering wing,
And the Moon to .their music soft smil’d,—
A mother thty-savr with tenderness watch
The stow-ebbing breath of her child.
On tier eye-lid, a moment, thcreftrembiingVt-too
^ That Sweet'gem of nature—
A* softly it fell on the cherub-like face,
‘ Upturned to those glances of love,
The lips of the mother were parted in pra’yr,
Address’d to her Father above: •»
" Not my will, oh God! hut’thine In the test
v .Of my love and submission to thee;—
But spare, if thou can’ll—rip thy mercy spare
This jewel, so cherish’d by me!”
•> - ■ - "[above,
The golden-winged band, as they view'd from
Tho.mother thus watch o’er her gem,
- In her eftr soft whisper’d, her bn he should he safe,
Were the jewel once trusted with them!
-; Four liny-winged ones from this cherubim hand,
On the breath of a zdphyr came down,
“And bore, in tjieir arms, the lov’d gem away
■To the niche in Jesus’- bright crown!
Then weep not, mother, for thy dear-lov’d babe:
In its new-found home it is bless’d;
And ceases to think of .its suff'rings here,
As it joins'iri the songs of the rest.
Cheer up, then!—dash sorrow away,—
The cup for thy good-has been giv'n
, For tho’ thy little one’s lost to thee here,
Thouli’t find it, an Angel, in Heav’n!
, ftlhcns, Ga., 1849.- ’ ^ -
hand for
instance ol the genius to command ex- i Through the interpreter, he then made j \ V as one little fellow whom I came to re-
ol the humblest situations j me welcome, for which 1 expressed my j gar ,i t at last, with attachment; a lim-
; ber slip of a boy 7 about twelve years of
protracted age, delecate and spare, and apparent-
requested | ly quite unequal to the fatigue and expo-
„.i «' - 1 '- long journey over the burning
But one might see from the lap
in life, and its ascendancy with
pidity of enterprise to which there is t
parallel in history.
A Visit to tlic Snltaa.
i- j acknowledgement;
The interview
one. In the cout
by .Mr. Carr, I presented his, in thename ; su
of the President of the United States, j de
1.1 BUT. lynch, u. s. n. with some biographies and prints, il-jof his Bedouin mother his life had been
We were led to the entrance of the ; lustrative of the character and habits of j one of hardship and privation. His
Southern wing (of the Palace of Cheri- j North American artists. He looked at bones almost protruded through his soft
glian, on the Bosphorus,) and again some of them, which were placed be-1 and dusky skin, worn and rubbed white
throwing off our ove(V.w»es, catered a j f‘> rc him by an attendant, and said that [’at the salient angles, with ^Imrd labor,
lofty and spacious hall, malted through- j he considered tnem as evidences of the' like those of a negro ; his meagre little
A CANVASSING SKETCH.
In the year *26, we published a s
veekly literary paper in the city ol
troit, and at the commencement of
career “ out tbar,** we employed a local
,, , i travelling agent—one John It , a fcl-
w,t? A sparking beverage, j , ow of it f Rn f, e tac , ia his l)usilieS5i anil
nlarating and agreeable or jj nar i[y onc „f the merriest, happiest,
best natured bipeds we ever yet met
with. John had a way of obtaining sub
scribers, however, peculiarly his own ;
, • . „ ,, v . , . . , and his success was proverbial. If he
which ffovvs aU good and evd intentions ;! undertooU t „ gct a m:in ’s name and mo-
ney, ge got it—there was no dodging the
4 pond day, sir.’
Yes,’ continued the puvvib ab«rt r actv
ediy,.as the canvasser departed ; * but
cf you. ain't onc o' the agents roc read alout %
then. I ha in't no jtnlg o' beeswax P and
rubbing the side of his crown—which
had been slightly damaged, as it hap
pened, in the melee—he disappeared,
resolved never again to interfere with
the 4 power o’ the press.*—Spirit of tho
Times.
mental fluid, electrical in the force .and
tpidily of its movements, silently flow-
ig unseen within its own secret avc-
ues; yetis the controlling powerofall
animated matter, and the chief main
spring of all our actions.
What is knowledge ? A key that un
ravels all mysteries, and which unlocks
the entrance, and discovers new, unseen
and untrodden paths in the hitherto un
explored fields of science and literature.
The sly, dissembling hypocrite, who,
with sepulchral voice and stealthy tread,
is ever seeking the consummation of his
villainous purposes, by indirection—
who is a living lie—a spectral cheat —
the semblance of honesty. under tho
cloak of religion—whose “ instincts" are
those of the whining spaniel, and whose
body is the skeleton anatomy of asyph-
ilitical leper, yea, such a reptile is /tar-
bored and countenanced in society, when
the frank and honest citizen is denoun
ced, for the occasional ebulition of vir
tuous indignation, as one altogether un-
irthy of respect or confidence! Such
the way of the vtorld !
out, with two broad flights of stairs as- ] advancement of the United States in
cending from the far extreme to an el- , civilization, and would treasure them
evnted platform or landing, whence,
uniting in onc, they issued upon the floor
above.
On the right and left of the hall were
frame told of frequent fastings, and
scanty innulritious fare; yet never was
as a souvenir of the good feeling of its | eye more bright, longue .more lively,
government towards him. At the word , voice more sweetly feminine, spirits
civilization, pronounced in French, I; more gay, or activity more unwearied,
started ; lor it seemed singular, coming I than were those of little Salem. His
from the lips of a Turk, and applied to j entire clothing were a ragged tunic, a
country. 1 have since learned j pair of sandals and an old Bedouin hand-
doors opened in
and there were
and attendants on either side and sta- that he is but a student in French, and j kerchief; and in his leathern belt
tinned at intervals along the stairway, presume that by the word “ civiliza- j a small knife, and pouch with materials
all preserving a silence the most pro- tion,” he meant the arts and sciences. for kindling a fire. Poor fellow ! he
found. j When about to take my leave, he flinched a little in the fierce heat of the
renewed the welcome, and said that
a Y
Tne Secretary, wh > had gone hef
now approached ajid beckoned to us to had his full authority
follow. But herb an unexpected iliffi- '< Stambnhl I might de:
cully was presented. The Chamber- j While iu his prese
lain in waiting objected to my sword, I refrain from drawing
and required that I should lay it aside, moralizing on fate. There
I replied that the audience was given Sultan, an Eastern despot, tltf
I could not
parisons and
, and would then leap up behind
a camel, and with bending head, gasp
ing mouth, and empty stomach, patient
ly endure the scorching sun on his un
sheltered frame. I would then steer
my camel alongside of him, as by
ler bf 1 dent, and hand him a portion of my
officer of the United Slates; j mighty kingdoms and the arbiter oi the j lunch; but the glowing keen ej’esofthe
ami that the sword was part of my uni- j fate of millions of his fellow-creatures; j hungry Arabs were on the lad ; they
ittiscellaucous.
The I’hhcr Boy of Naples.
. In the year 1647* there lived in Na
ples, a poor fisher .boy,, of ilie name of
Tomasco Axelo, vulgarly corrupted in
to Masaniello. Ho was clad in the
meanest attire,; went about bare-footed,
and gained a scanty livelihood . by an
gling lor fish, and hawliing them about
foe sale. Wiio. could have imagined
that in this poor, abject fisher boy, the
populace were to find a being destined
to lead them on to cue of the most exira-
• ordinary revolutions-recorded in histo
ry? Y'ei it was so. No monarch ever
bad the glory of rising so suddenly to
so lofty a pitch of power as the bare
footed Masaniello. Naples, the metrop
olis of so many fertile provinces, the
queen of many noble cities r the resort of
princes, of cavaliers and of heroes; Na
ples, inhabited by more than six hun
dred thousand souls, abounding in all
kinds of resources, glorying in its
form, and; that I could not dispensi
it. My refusal was met with the i
sura nee that the etiquette of the coi
peremptorily rcqnired it. I asked
the custom had been invariably co
plied with, and inquired of the drago
man, whether Mr. Carr, our minister,
had, in conofrthity with it, ever attend
ed an audience without his sword, but
even as I spoke, my
lh ! and face to face, a few feet distant, t
rank s
t! blest serv
if. and yet, :
unless I (
d condition, among the liutn-
Repnblic;
o cheer, I
with him,
faith.
were round him in a moment, and with
a smile I have seen him give away all but
a few mouthfuls. At the evening camp,
none so lively or so useful, now tending
the camels, now running for sticks and
kindling the fire, all the while laughing
and chattering; his merry voice hasof-
oused me from audit
ary day.
I the close
very handy
an I useful to Komeh, and I desired
him to feed him. but quite by stealth ;
for with the Bedouins there is a s
ants of a far dts
is little as life ha-
l change position
:ould carry with i
iv friendships, and my aspirut
My feelings saddened as I looked up
on the monarch, and I thought of»Mon
tezuma. Evidently like a northern
gard to precedent, had come to the al- clime, his year o! life had known two
teruatWe, no sword, no audience. 'seasons only, and had leaped . from
Whether the Secretary had, during yout.i to imbecility. His smile was j law of division, even to a firagu
the discussion, referred the matter to a ‘»ne of the sweetest I ever looked upon— f biscuit; and no wonder, for they
higher quarter, I could not tell, for my j his voice the most melodious l had ever alike hungry, and hunger is bitterly scl-
attention had been so engrossed for heard ;Jrismanner was gentleness itself, fish. = I wondered what they lived on,
some minutes, that I had not noticed and everything about him bespoke a and was often ashamed to sit down to
him. He now came forward, however, j kind and amiable disposition. He is j tny own dinner of comparative luxu-
J. decided that I should retain the i said to be very affectionate to his mo- j ries with them around me. They eat
sword. At this I truly rejoiced, for it} ther in especial, and is generous to the j morning and evening, or when a halt
would have been unpleasant to retire extreme of prodigality. But there is i gives them an opportunity, of a cake
after having gone so far. It is due to ' that indescribably sad expression in j much resembling Scotch oat-cake; they
Mr. Brown,- the dragoman, to say that his countenence, which is thought to in- ; carry about with them a small
he sustained me. | dicate early, death. A presentiment off in which it is kneaded, and it is then
The discussion at an end, we as- the kind, mingled perhaps with a boding j baked hard, over a fire made of sticks
cended the stairway, which was cov- fear of the overthrow of his country, i or dried camel dung on a spot of sar-*
ered with'a good and comfortable, but seems to pervade and depress his spir-! previously hollowed out. This cake
not acostly carpet, and passed into a-its. In truth, like Damocles, this de- ; then divided, and constitutes nearly all
Kemarkable Woman.
The St. Andrews’ (N. B.) Standard
contains the following extraordinary
obituary notice:—
Died, at St. Stephen’s, on the 21st of
July, Mrs. Elizabeth Dodd, aged one
hundred and eleven years.
“In the death of this aged person,
there is a volume of history lost. Liv
ing in great retirement the relict of a
forgotton age, few knew the stories she
could tell of the brave old days. Born
on board a British ship of the lin<
Bay of Biscay; cradled on the broad
Atlantic ; her father killed fighting the
battles of George 1. she was cast an
orphan on the shores of New-York.—
Thence carried to St. Augustii
youth passed was in the South. Here
she married and was settled
banks of the Alabama. On the out
break of the war between France, Spain
and England, she and oilier settlers
were made prisoners and taken to New-
Orlcnns. After two years, she was
iransfered to the Spaniards and taken
to the Castle of Vera Cruz, where; she
remained until its capture by the Brit
ish in 1761. She was then relieved and
taken to New-York. During the first |
American war, she followed her hus- i
band through the principal campaigns,
and was at many of the hardest fought
battles—ar Monmouth, White Plains,
Yorktown. &c. At the close of the
American war,"she came with the Loy
alists to this Province, in 1784.**
issue, where he had resolved upon the
thing.
John was a large, powerful man,
standing six feet three in his socks—and
he feared nothing in the performance
of his duty; at times when a resort to
the ‘tricks of his trade* was necessary,
he was ever ‘at home,’ and his mimicry,
smiling countenance, and capital ad
dress, slways made him scores of friends
almost at first sight. But John occasion
ally encountered a tough customer.
‘You call that a paper?’ exclaimed a
rough, big-fisted fellow, derisively, one
morning in a coffee house where John
was canvassing.
* Well, I do,* said John quietly.
‘O, git out!’ responded the bully.
‘And you must subscribe, too—come!’
4 Not’s you knows on,’ continued the j she
other, sneeringly. 4 It’s a humbug!’
4 What’s a humbug?’
‘Come, now, my fine fellow, that won’t
do,’ added our agent, not a little piqued.
He always stood straight up for the pa
per. ‘That kind of talk aint just the
thing, my friend,’ continued John, for
there were several persons present.’
* I say it’s a hum,' persisted the fel
low ; 4 and you’re another.’
As the stranger got off this last re
mark, he approached the canvasser in
stantly, and offered some unmistakeable
demonstrations of a beligcrent charac
ter.
John measured his customer a mo
ment as he advanced, and drawing
back, he very coolly knocked the inso
lent fellow down. Then grasping the
rowdy by the throat—
4 Is my paper a humbug?’ asked John.
4 Ye3—cuss your picture !’
4 It is eh ?’ continued the agent, bring
ing the fellow a rap on the side of the
sconce, which astonished him immense
ly. * It is—is it ?’and again he cuffed
him vigorously; and then again and
again, until the bully began to conceive
he had commenced operations upon the
wrong individual.
4 Is my paper a/iirn?
* N—no—no !' shrieked the fellow, at
last.
« What kind of a paper is it ?*
4 1 dun no’
‘ Yes you do,’ said John, raising his
huge mawler over the other’s head, in a
threatening altitude, and grinning a
ghasty smile—yes you do.”
«Wal, le’ me up,’ said the victim.
4 I’ll let you up, when you answer me.’
4 1 tell you I dun ’no.”
4 1 say you do,' responded John, and
again he raised that fearful fist, and
showed his glistening teeth.
• Y—ye yes !’ shouted the suffer-
A Relic of the Revolution.—The: Rah- >
way (N. J.) Register, noticing the death I «*• . . .
bv cholera of Mrs. Mary Knight, sister! * What kind of a paper is it, then?
of the brave Gen. Isaac Worrell, of Re-j Tell me, or # I’ll smash every bone in
volutionary memory, pays her the f 0 l-j your ugly skin.’
lowing tribute : j ^ l * s a T* a , lls a *
“ The deceased was one of those mdSt \ ‘ Quick !*
devoted and blessed women that helped | _ * I 1 * 8 a goo—-good fuss rate onc.
to relieve the horrible sufferings of our | Now let me up !’
room more handsomely furbished and : scendant of the Caliphs sits beneath
more lofty, but in every other respect suspended fate. Through him the
— — . . 0 -j--o its [of the same dimensions as the one im-. ‘ soujsof the mighty monarchs who have
tfinlngth ; this proud city saw itself fore-; mediately below it. A rich carpet was! gone before, seem to brood over the im-
«H,iucric short day, to yield to one of its! on the floor, a magnificent .chandelier, i pending fate of an Empire which once
b meanest sons such obedience as in all. all crystal and gold, was suspended extended from the Atlantictothe Ganges,
its history it had never before shown to; from the ceiling, and costly divans and , Rons toe Caucasus to the Indian Ocean.'
jhc mightiest of its liege sovereigns. ! tables, with other articles of furniture:- ■“ M
In a few hours this fisher lad was at. were interspersed abouiilie room; but I T,IC Z * czac PlailUfCnardian Angel
the head ofotie hundred and fifty ihous-! had not time to note them',Tor'""on the ' lo the Crocodile,
niid inen ; in a few hours there was no left hung a georgeous crimson velvet J On one occasion I saw, a long way
\\ ill in Naples hut his; and in a few ; curtain embroidered and ringed with off, a large crocodile, twelve or fifteen
hours it was freed from all sorts of taxes, gold, and towards it the Secretary led feet long, .lying asleep under a perpen-
,md restored to all its ancient privileges, the wav. His countenance and his ! dicular bank, about ten feet high, on the
The fish-wand was exchanged for the manner exhibited more awe'than I had margin of the river. I stopped the boat
truncheon of command—the boy’s jack-. ever seen depicted in the human criun-1 at some distance, and,.noting the place
»*t for cloth of silver and gold, lie teriancc. He seemed to hold his breath,! as well as I could, I toolcla circuit- in-
fuused the town io he entrenched ; he and his step was so soft and stealthy, land, and came down cautiously to the
j,laced sentinels to guard it from dan-.' that once or twice I stopped, under the lop of the bank, whence, with a heavy
j.er from without; and lie established a impresoion thal I had left him behind, rifle, I made sure of my ugly game. I
system of police within which awed the but found him ever beside me. There had already cut off his head in imagina-
were. three of us jti close proximttjr, and i.lion, and ~ J —l_.i.
rst banditti i
as considering whether it
army under Washington at Valley Forge
—cooking and carrying provisions to
them alone, through the outposts of the
British army in the disguise of a market
their nourishment. In viewing these j woman. And when" Washington was
their simple habits, preserved unchang- compelled to retreat before a superior
ed, we go ages baek to the days of ear- force, she had the tact and courage to
ly Biblical story, thus reproduced be-j conceal her brother, Gen. Worrell, when
fore us. But the Bedouins do not al- j ihe British set a price on his head for
his bravery, in a cider hogshead in the
ways live so sparingly. When the rains
make the face of the desert rejoice, and
their flocks, spreading over the precious
herbage, afford plenty of milk, they, in?
dulge liberally in that patriarchal luxu
ry ;-while round the tents of the princi
pal sheik, meat is often distributed in
abundance.—Forty Days in the Desert.
Pretty Thoughts.
Wbat is ambition ? A fierce and un
conquerable, steed, that bears its rider
onward in the high road to preferment;
but it oftentimes ihrows.hira such a fall
that he rarely ever recovers.
. What.is crime? A wretched vaga
bond, traveling from place to place
cellar, for three days, and fed him thro’
the burighole; the house in the mean
time being ransacked four different times
at Frankfort, Pa., by the British troops
in-search of him, without success. She
was 90 years of age at the time of her
death:. -
Not till you subscribe, old fellow.*
I wont P.
You won’t? exclaimed John, look
ing daggers at the prostrate hero, while
he grated his teeth like a mad catamount
—and thrushed him violently upon the
floor once more.
4 1 wil, l! ,
* For a year?* asked the agent.
• ‘No.’
\ Wbat then ?’
4 Six—six months.* -
4 That 11 be two dollars,” said John ;
4 fork over the tin, there’s no trust in
this trade. -
‘Let me up, I say.*
‘Not ’till.you’ve paid your subscrip
tion.*
' * Wal, git offer me!
* There,* said John—who was natu
rally very accommodating—and at the
Scene iu n Sluge-Coacli.
Two young officers of the British ar*
my, traveling on the Prussian frontier
iu a stage-coach, encountered an Eng
lish ladj*, accompanied by her two
daughters, who was cross and interfer
ing, and wholly unacquainted with any
language but her mother tongue. One
of the officers conceived the idea of an
noying the old lady, and accordingly
determined lo pass himself off to her
for a foreigner, and tri talk to her daught
er in French :
With his accustomed gallantry, he en
tered into conversation with Miss Mary
Bull. He saw her name on the fly-leaf
ol her pocket edition of CIt tide Harold;
and to her astonishment, anil after a fair
allowance of coquetry on her part, at
length explained to her the mystery.—
Miss Mary Ball flirted and laughed more
than was quite becoming, which tended
to increase Mrs. Bull’s ill-humor. Words
are scarcely bad enough for foreigners .
jularly fumed again.
Presently they entered one of the tun
nels, which commence almost imme
diately on leaving this station, and cotne
quick iu succession between it and aix-
la Chappclle.
“ Cromwell was in his old humors,
and full of fun. A thought struck
him; lie would payoff the old lady lor _
her ill-breeding; and he imparted his
plan to Filagree.
Shortly they were whisked into a tun
nel and all was darkness.
Smack! Smack! from Cromwell, and
ditto, ditto from the Muffin, as he faith
fully imitated loud kising. It was pitch
dark, and the old lady was ‘‘ fit to bo
tied!”
“ Girls, what are you about ?** .
Smack! Smack! again.
44 Charlotte ! Mary ! girls!
Smack ! Smack! (a titter from both
young ladies.)
Gentlemen! my daughters! do yoq
hear ! SacreP*
Here that peculiar light which warns
the traveller by railway that he is just
about to emerge into light, appeared,
and all was silence. Flashing into light,
both the young ladies looked as innocent
as ifnothing had happened, (arid nothing
had happened;) Filagree looked at bis
boots, our hero scanned inamma, as if
he had never seen her until that moment.
Ma, herself, looked daggers.
Whisk—and into another tunnel like
a shot.
Smack ! smack ! again.
“Gentlemen! girls ! such conduct!”
(roars of laughter from the young ladies.)
Smack ! smack!
“Charlotte! Mary!” (renewed laugh
ter.) “I’ll stop the couch! Guard!
Mary! Charlotte! Gentleman!”
Smack ! smack!! smack!!!
The convoy merged into daylight, and
was stopped at the station.—Life in the
Army.
Too much for the General.—The Mo
bile Tribune tells the following story of
Jemmy Maber, who has so long been
the gardener al the Presidential man
sion, Washington:
General Jackson bad heard-rumors
that Jemmy was accustomed to get
drunk, and to be uncivil to the visitors
at the- White Hcuse;—so, one bright
morning he summoned him into his pre
sence to receive his dismissal.
‘Jemmy,” said the General, “I hear
bad stories about you. It is said, that
istanily drunk and uncivil to
the visitors.”
Jemmy was puzzled for a reply, at
last he said:
General, bedad, I hear much worse
stories, about you; but do you think I
believe them ? No, by the powers, T
know they are lies.” ;
Sadness.—There is a mysterious feel
ing that frequently passes, like a cloud,
over the spirit.->It comes upon the soul „ _ - -
in the busy bustle of life, in the social; same moment be turned so that his 4 sub
circle, in the calm and silent retreat of i scriber* could gethis hand into his pock-,
solitude. Its power is alike supreme Jet. The latter actually drew forth his
over the weak and lion-hearted. At one J purse, and counted out two dollars Jn
time ii is caused by the flitting of a sin- jsilver, and the agent released him!
Fighting for Fun.—A man once rush*
cd into a fight, and after beating th®
combatants indiscriminately, some on®
asked him which side he was on. 44 j
beg pardon,” - was his reply; 44 1 thought
it was a free fight P'
Newspapers have been called the on
ly paper currency that , is worth more
than gold and silver. ; - < v
vithin
i the world into fcai.— wiac. um-coi us jii ciosc proximuy,ana i nou, nuu »oa .'''d.“ st . u ^“vs*z- % * u .v |u >‘ ,i i iia.^nug ***”*■ j*—— — rv— * ,,u “ -j — - - -- :o ..... ... j. _ . ,. - ,.
Armies passed in review before him ; the stairway was lined with officers : should be stuffed with its mouth open ■ in. a fruitless endeavor to escape j gle thought across the mind. Again a; .John took‘ his ? addres^ -wrote a re- . • ket balls were used in
. even; fleets owned his sway. He Mis and attendants, hut such was the death- or shut. I peeped over the hank.— from justice, who is constantly engaged | sound will;come booming across the iceipt, and then invited the new made ' ,’ , as money in place of far-
peused punishments and rewards with like stillness, that I could distinctly , There he was, within ten feet of the in hot pursuit. A foe to virtue and hap-. ocean of memory, gloomy and solemn friend, to take a drink. The other, noth- ( N g Y P
ihe liberal hand. The bait he kept iu hear my own footfall, which, unaccus- sight of the rifle. I was on the point of i piness, though.at limes the companion | as the death-knell, overshadowing all ing loth, joined him at once, for fear of | ? , 8 ;-
"#wc; the disaffected he paralyzed; the torned to Palace regulations, fell with’firing al his eye when I observed that: of poor innocence, which is too often j the bright hopes and sunnj 7 feelings of, giving further offence,
wavering he resolved by his exhort a-; untutored Republican firmness upon the he was attended by. a bird called a zic- 1made to suffer for the guilty. the heart. Who can describe it, and yet» l,,n m,|h "° nn
, I’ll pass,' as the silver dollar said to
Then, getting up his specimen'pa-1 the market woman. / i