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POBTP/J.
Form the South Carolina State (Jazrtte.
According to a custom common over Germany, on
the Vigil of St. John the Baptist, (June 2.»th) «• v**ry youny
gi'l plucks a sprig of St. John's wort, (llypiricum,) and
sticks it into the wall of her chamber. Should it, owing
4o the dampness of the wall, retain its freshness and
verdure, she may reckon upon gaining a suitor in the
course of the year, hut should it droop, the popular be
lief is, that she a/so is destined to pine and wither a wat
The following version of some lines from a Gornio
Almanac, descriptive of this superstition, is beautiful.
* The young maid stole through the. cottage door,
And blushed as she sought the plant of power;
* i’iiou silver glow-worm, O lend me thy light f
1 must gather the mystic St. John's wort to-night,
The wonderful herb whose leaf will decide
IT the coming year will make me a bride.”
11 And the glow-worm* cauie
With its silvery (lame.
Ami sparkled and shone,
On the night oCiit. John.
And soon as the maiden her love-knot tied,
With noiseless tread
To her chamber she sped,
Where the spectral moon her white beams shed :
44 Bloom here—bloom here, thou plant of power,
To deck the young bride in her bridal hour.”
But it droop’d its head, that plant of pow er,
And died thu mute death of the voiceless flower;
And a withered wreath on the ground it lay,
More meet for a burial tliuu bridal day;
A id whon the full year had flitted away,
AH pale on her bier the young maid lay !
44 And the glow worm cuiiio
With its silvery flame,
And sparkled and shone
Through the night of St. John,
And they closed the cold grave o’er the maid’s cold day.”
v * i'no glow-worm is denominated i
o'it tourmgen—St. John's icoriu.
i German, Johan-
SONG—By G. Wither.
Shall I, wasting in despair,
Die because a woman’s fair ?
Or make pale my cheeks with care,
♦Cause another’s rosy are ?
Be she fairer than the day,
Or the flowery meads in May,
If she be not bo to me,
What euro 1 how fuir she bo?
Should my heart be grieved or pined
♦Cause I sec a woman kind ?
Ora well disposed nature
Joined with u lovely feature?
Be she meeker, kinder, than
Turtle-dove or pelican,
If she be not so to me,
What care 1 how kind she be ?
Shall a woman’s virtues rnovo
Me to perish for her love ?
Or, her well-deserving known,
Make inu unite forget my ow n ?
Be she with that goodness blest
Which may gain her name of Best,
If she be not so to me,
What taro I bow good she be?
y CnUfie her fortune seems too high
Shull I play the fool und die ?
Those that bear a noble mind,
Where they want of riches find,
Think what with thorn they would do
That without them dare to woo ;
And, unless that mind 1 see,
What care 1 though great she be?
Great, or good, or kind, or fair,
I will ne'er the more despair:
If she love me, this believe,
I will die err she shall grieve :
If she slight me when I woo,
lean scorn and let her go:
For, if she be not for me,
What care I for whom she be ?
fice their country, he conceived tho design of
, uienuliug lueir plans. Accordingly, pultinu
on tin 1 mask of a friend to ilie British, he ac
companies the Torv mid is introduced to tin-
secret meetings of a company forming to join
(lie enemies of America. After ascertainin':
llieir plan of operation, lie foiii.r! an opportun'
ty of making ’heir plots known to the friends ol
liberty,and the whole company were surround-
• d hi 'heir secret place of rendezvous and
made prisoners.
lie managed the afliiir with so much skill
and adroitness, that on being introduced to the
committee of safety of \* cstchestcr county, ol
which the now venerable John Jay was Chair
man, Crosby was prevailed upon to enter in
to the secret sen ice of Ids country instead of
joining it as n private soldier. Accordingly,
being equipped as a country shoemaker, with
his pack on his back, he travelled about the
country seeking for work and prying into the
designs of the enemy. He soon joined an
other company of Tories, and having given
information of their place of rendezvous and of
the time which they would march to join the
British, they were surrounded at night by
Townsend’s Rangers, and uimself and all the
rest captured. They ware conducted to I<’isli-
kill and imprisoned, but the committee of safe
ty who were alone in the secret suffered Cros
by to escape.
He was next employed to cross the North
River into Orange County, and penetrate tin
designs of tho lories in that part of the coun
try. After a while he ascertained that there
was a British officer secretly recruiting a com
pany for the service of the enemy, and that he
was c oncealed in a den among the highlands
near Cornwall; where be was visited and sup
plied by certain tones. After considerable
difficulties, our hero was successful in ingra
tiating bimsclfinto the good will of llicsc lo
ries, was introduced to the Bntisli officer and
joined Ins company.
A night was fixed for a general musler in
(he barn ul a inrmer, located in the mountains,
previous to marching. The attendance was
punctual and full, and Crosby, among the rest,
answered to his name and was ready to march.
But before the hour arrived for their departure,
the barn was surrounded by Townsend’s Ran
indebted to Mr. fisrnum for the Spy unmasked.
is otherwise, Knock Crosby might have pas
sed as a merely fictitious character, under the
name of Harvey Birch.
If Mr. B’s volume, as we have not the least
reason to doubt, is strictly authentic, Harvey
Birch will scarce* make aless figure in history
than in romance .—Journal of Commerce.
Intention of the Cherokee Alphabet.—Mr.
fiditor—The following statement respecting
the invention of the Cherokee Alphabet, may
not be altogether uninteresting to somo of your
readers. I have it from a particular friend of
Mr. Guess, who lived near him at the time he
made his invention.
Jllr. Guess is in appearance and habit, a full
"'’herokee, though his grandfather on his fa
ther’s side was a white man. He has no
knowledge of any language but the Cherokee,
consequently, in liis invention of the alphabet,
he had to depend entirely on his own native re
sources. He was led to think on the subject
of writing the Cherokee language by a conver-
ation which took place one evening at Simla.
Some young men were making remarks on the
liperior talents of the white people. One
said, that white men could put a talk on paper,
and send it to any distance, and it would be
understood by those who received it. They
i all agreed, that this was very strange, and they
could not see how it could be done. Mr.
Guess, after silently listening to their conver
sation for a while, raised himself, and putting
on an air of importance, said, “you are all
fools ; why the thing is very easy ; I can do it
myself;” and, picking up a Hat stone, he com
menced scratching on it with a pin ; and after
a few minutes read to them a sentence, which
lie had written by making a mark for each
word. This produced a laugh and the con
versation on tlmt subject ended. But the in
ventive powers of Guess’s mind were now
roused to action; and nothing short ol' being
able to write the Cherokee language, would
satisfy him—Ho went home, purchased ma
terials, and sat dow to paint tho Cherokee lan
guage on paper, lie at first thought of no
way, hut to make a character for eacli word.
He pursued this plan for about a year; in
which time lie had jnade several thousand cha-
quick sense of animals accustomed to the tra
vels of the wilderness, showed her delight by
playful boundings, the prouder arching of her
neck, and the brighter glancing of her bright
eye.
“ Here, thought I, as I led her slowly to
wards tho deep descent, would be the very spot
(or the innocence that had not tried the world,
or philosophy that had tried it, and found all
vanity. Who could droam that, within the
borders of tins distracted land, in the very
hearing, almost within the very sight, of the
last miseries that man could inflict on mail,
there was a retreat which the fool of man
perhaps, never yet defiled : and in which the
calamities that afflict society might tie as little
felt as it were among the stars I
“ A violent plunge of the barb put an end to
rny speculation. She exhibited the wildest
signs of (error, snorted and strove to break
from me; then fixing her glance keenly on the
thickets below, shook in every limb. But the
scene was tranquillity itself; the chameleon
lay basking in the sun, and the only sound
was that of the wild doves murmuring under
the broad leaves of the palm tree.
1 But mv mare still resisted every effort to
carried it to the Poptf, who was astonished a;
this prodigy of art; iiiguly extolling the exqui*
sitcncss of me features and limbs,the laiiguisu*
ing pule deadness of the lace, the miuflbctud
sinking of the head :—in a word, he had rep
resented, not only that privation of sense and
motion which we call de»lb, but also tho want
of the least vital symptom. This is better un
derstood than expressed; every body knows
that it is a master piece to represent a passion
or a thought well and natural. Much greater
is it to describe the total absence of lliese in
inferior faculties, so as to distinguish the ng.
are of a dead man from one that is only asleep.
Vet ull this, and mueti more, could tire Rope
discern in tiro admirable draft with which Giot
to presented linn. And bo liked It so well,
tnut he resolved to place it over the altar of
Ins own chapel. Giotto told bun, since ire
liked the copy so well, he would show him the
original, it' he pleased. “ vVliat dost tnou
mean by tho original! Wilt thou show me Je
sus Christ on the cross in his own person 1”
“No,” replied Giotto; ‘ but I’ll snow your
Holiness the original from whence I drew
this, if you will absolve me from punisnment.”
The good old lamer suspecting something
THE SPY UNMASKED.
Messrs. J. and J. Harper have recently pub
lished under this title a volume which we have
read with considerable interest, as we do eve
ry thing which adds to tho history of the Amer
ican Revolution.
Mr. II. L. Itanium, the author of the work,
it appears was much taken with the character
Ol liatvey Birch, os delineated in Mr. Coop
er's novel, entitled the Spy, a tale of the neu
tral ground, Sic. and ascertaining that tho on-
giiml of the Spy was still living in Wostcbos
ter county of this state, Mr. B. paid him a vis
it, and leurned from his own mouili, the parti
culars of the part he look in the transactions of
our Revolutionary struggle. Mr. II. has ac
cordingly brought before the public n histori
cal character, in place of the fictitious one in
this volume, entitled The Spy unmasked ; or
ficnioirs of Enoch Crosby.
Tho singulur part which Crosby acted in the
Tragedy ofour revolution, is now rescued from
the obscurity of fiction, the Spy is unmasked.
and Enoch Crosby now stands forth iit propr a
persona, the man who encountered dangers
and difficulties of an extraordinary nature, and
submitted to reproach and degradation that he
Ought serve his country.
Enoch Crosby first commenced Ins career
in the public service by joinin • the army under
Gen. Montgomery iu the attack on Quebec;
in the failure ol which ho suffered aliko with
others in that unfortunate expedition. His
term of service expired, und lie returned to liis
home in Dutchess county, but tho troubles
and distresses of the country increased. The
enemy lmd taken possession of the city of
New York, and udvanced their military forces
northward into Westchester county, when
Crosby determined to shoulder his musket und
rejoin the standard of his country. He was
then twenty-seven (and is now seventy-nine)
years old. The author of the Spy Unmasked
gives him tho following character. “ Active,
athletic, and inured to hardships, he determin
ed nut to indulge in inglorious ease, while his
brave countrymen were in arms in defence of
their rights and liberties,and » hile persons of
•very age, sex and condition, were cheerfully
•ubmilting to unexampled privations, for tho
aake of political freedom. Ho therefore re
sumed bis knapsack, shouldered his musket,
and once more bidding adieu to the rural sccues
•of Kent (then in Dutchess, now in Putnam co.)
he bent his course towards the head quarters
of the American army.”
On his way thither he accidentally fell in
. with a I'orv and knowing there were numbers
ef that class ready to join the enemy and sacri-
gers, and every individual taken prisoner. I meters, lie was then convinced that the oh-
C'roshy had been successful in communicating j uct was not attainable in that way : hut he was
precise information to tho friends of liberty,
and Townsend’s Rangers, which wore famous
at that time for their bravery and quick move
ments, lmd been ordered to cross the river and
turret out this den of torics. Major Town
send recognized Crosby, who had been his
prisoner and escaped, but not being in the se
cret, he nas determined lie should not ag.i
elude liis vigilance, and thereforu shackled him
with irons, uud used him very roughly.—The
prisoners were conducted to Newburgh, taken
across the river into Dutchess County, and
there imprisoned. Crosby was separated from
the rest and strongly guarded. But by means
of opium, administered by a female, the guard
were put to sleep, arid tho prisoner again cs
capcd.
Ho was then directed 10 retire to the family
of a Dutchman on Wsppinger’s creek, work
at liis trade, and wnit for further orders, under
an assumed naino. When he afterwards had
a conference with the committee of safety at
I* ishkill, he was directed to go to a place a lit
tle to the Northeast, called Hopewell, "there
to enquire for Ur. Miller, who kept a small re
tail druggist shop, where one of the Commit
tee would meet him in the comso of the after
noon.”
He accordingly repaired to tho place ap
pointed, and was informed by a sprightly smi
ling female, that the Doctor was nbsunt. She
added, “ if you wish any article from tho shop,
Sir, I think I cun wait upon you to your satis
faction. Dr. Miller's opiates, you recollect,
arc wonderfully powerful when mixed with
brandy.—They have been known to put even
the vigilant Rangers to sleep.”
11 Is it possible !—exclaimed Crosby. Arc
you, then, the ?”
“ Hush! not a word on that subject for your
life!” returned (lie damsel, in a low voice.
Those men by the fire are not Rangers; but
it might not be safe to expose your real name
in their hearing.” She then added aloud,
' You had belter take u seut by the fire, Mr.
Brown, the Doctor will not be at home until
dark.”
Mr. Jay, one of the Committee, arrived m
the course of the aliornoon,on pretence of buy
ing medicine, and un mounting his horse, lie
took the opportunity to whisper—“ It will not
do; there are too many observers in this place.
Return to the Dutchman's und there wait for
further orders.”
These orders he afterwards received and
proceeded to Bennington in Vermont, was
successful in his mission, had a number of lor
ies detected, and returned with information of
the designs of the enemy. He next' ferreted
out a company of Tories at Quaker Hill in the
town of Pawling, Dutchess county, near tho
Connecticut line, and had them all' taken and
himself with them. Here again lie was allow
ed tu make his escape, and was subsequently
employed to visit Cluverack, Albany,and other
places, as a confidential messenger.
His mysterious escapes at length excited
the suspicion of the British and lories, and
Crosby found himself in danger from these as
well as the friends of liberty und his country,
who were not aware of tho nature of liis employ
ment. He was accordingly obliged to secrete
himself, but was shot at through the window of
liis apartment, and afterwards drugged from liis
place of concealment at night and well nigh
killed by a party of torios. His employment
as a Spy was no longer practicable, hut the
desire to aerva his country continued and ho
joined the corps under the command of Gen
era! La Fayette, in which he served to the end
of the war.
This is an outline of tho sorviccs of Enoch
Crosby, who is still living in West Chester
county, New York, esteemed nnd respected
by his neighbours and countrymen. >Ve ore
not discouraged. He firmly believed, that
there was some way in which the Cherokee
language could ho expressed on paper, ns well
as the English : and, after trying several other
methods, ho at length conceived the idea of di
viding the words iuto parts.
He had not proceeded far on this plan, be
fore he found, to his great satisfaction, that
the same characters would apply, in different
words, and the number of cliaracteis would be
comparatively few. After putting down, and
learning all the syllables that, he could think of,
lie would listen to speeches, and tho conver
sation of strangers, and whenever a word oc
curred which had a part,or syllable, in it, which
he had not before thought of, he would bear it
on his mind, until he had made a character for
it. In this way he soon discovered all the syl
lables in the language- In forming his cha
racters, he made some use of the English let
ters, as he found them in a spelling book, which
he had in his possession. After commencing
upon the last mentioned plan, I believo he
completed liis system in about a month.
During the time he was occupied in invent
ing the alphabet, he was strenuously opposed
by ull his friends and neighbours. He was
frequently told that lie was throwing away his
tiino und labour, und that none but a delirious
person, or an idiot, would do as he did. But
this did not discourage him. He would listen
to the expostulations of his friends, and then
deliberately light his pipe, pull his spectacles
over liis eyes, und sit down to his work, with
out attempting to vindicate his conduct. Af
ter completing his system, he found much diffi
culty m persuading the people to learn it. Nor
could he succeed, until he went to the Arkan
sas and taught a few persons there, one of
whom wrote a letter to some distant friends in
this Nation, and sent it by Mr. Guess, who
read it to flic people. This letter excited much
curiosity. Here was a talk in the Cherokee
language, which had come all the way from the
Arkansas scaled up in paper, nnd yet it was
very plain. This convinced many that Mr.
Guess’ mode of writing would he of somo use.
Several persons immediately determined to try
to learn. 'They succeeded in a few days, and
from this it quickly spread all over the nation,
and the Clierokees, (who as a people had al
ways been illiterate,) were in tho course of a
few months, without school or money, able to
read mid writo in their own language.
This astonishing discovery certainly entitles
Mr. Guess to the warmest gratitude of his
country ; and should the Cherokee language
continue to be spoken, his tame will be hand
ed down to the latest posterity.—Cherokee
Phoenix.
A Lion Fight—“ Dismounting, for the side
of the hill was almost prccipicinus, I led my
panting Arab through the lifeds of myrtle, and
every lovely and sweet smelling bloom, to the
edge of a valley, that seemed made to shut out
every disturbance of man.
A circle of low hills, covered to the crown
with foliage, surrounded a deep space of vel
vet turf, kept green as the emerald by the flow
of rivulets, Biid the moisture of a pellucid lake
iu the centre, tinged with every color of the
heavens. The beauty of this sylvan spot was
enhanced by the luxuriant profusion of almond,
orange, and other trees, that, in evory stage of
production, from the bud to the fruit, covered
the little knolls below, and formed a broad belt
round the lake.
“ Parched as I was by the intolerable heat,
this secluded haunt of tho spirit of freshness
looked doubly lovely. My eyes, half blinded
by the glare of the sands, and even my mind
exhausted by tho perplexities of the day, found
delicious relaxation in the verdure and dewy
breath of tijo silent valley. IMyy barb, with th.e
lead her downwards, her ears were fluttering [extraordinary from the painter s ihus capitu-
convulsively, her eyes were starting from their • luting with him, promised on liis word to pur-
sockets ; I grew peevish at the animal’s unit-1 don him; which Giotto believing, immediately
sual obstinacy, and was about to let her suffer j told him where it was; and attending him to the
thirst for the day, when my senses were parn- ] place, as soon as they had entered ho drew
lyzed by a tremendous roar. A lion stood on 1 hack a curtain which hung before tiie dead man
the summit which I had just quitted. He was on the cross, and told tlio Pope what lie hud
not a dozen yards above my head, and liis first j done. The iloly Father, extremely troubled
spring must have carried mo to the bottom of| at so inhuman and barbarous an action, repeal -
the precipice. The barb burst away at once. |ed his promise, and told the painter lie should
I drew the only weapon I lmd a dagger,—am? , surely be put to an cxamplury death. Giotto
hopeless as escape,was, grasping the tangled seemed resigned to tho sentence pronouecd
weeds to sustain my footing, awaited the ; upon him, only begged leave to finish the pic-
plunge. But the. lordly savage disdained so j lure before he died, winch was granted to him.
ignoble a prey, and continued on the summit, I In the meanwhile, a guard was set upon him io
lashing liis sides with his tail, and tearing up:prevent liis escape.
the ground. He at length stopped suddenly, The Pope having caused the picture to be
listened, ns to some approaching foot, and then delivered into liis hands, Giolio took a brush,
with a hideous yell sprang over inc, und was and dipping it into a sort of stuff he had ready
in the thicket below at a single hound. | for that purpose, daubed the picture all over
‘ Tho whole thicket was instantly alive ; with it, so that nothing could now be seen of
the shade which I had fixed on for the scat of, the crucifixion; for it was quite effaced in all
unearthly tranquillity,was an old haunt oflions, outward appearance. This greatly enraged
and the mighty herd were now roused from the Pope; he slumped, foamed and raved late
their noon-day slumbers. Nothing could be one in frenzy. He swore the painter soould
grander or more terrible than this disturbed | suffer the most cruel death that could be m-
inajesty of the forest kings. In every variety; vented, unless he drew another, fully as good
of savage passion, from terror to fury, they as the former; for if hut the least grace was
plunged, nnd tore, and yelled ; darted through missing, bo would not pardon him; it he v ould
the lake, burst through the thicket, rushed up; produce an exact parallel, he would not only
the hills, or stood baying and roaring defiance give him bis life, but an ample reward in mo-
against the coming invader; the numbers were i ney. Tho painter, as he had reason, desired
immense, for the rareness of shade and water this under the Pope’s signet, that he might not
had gathered them from every quarter of the' be in danger of a second repeal; which was
desert.
“ W htie I stood clinging to my perilous
hold, and fearful of attracting their gaze by-
granted him.—Giotto now took a wet spong
and wiped off all the varnish that he had danc
ed on the picture, and the crucifix appeared
the slightest movement, the source of the com- the same in all respects as before. The Pope,
motioa appeared, in tho shape of n Roman i who looked upon this as a great secret, be.ng
soldier issuing, spear in hand, through a ravine I ignorant of the arts which the painter used, was
at the other side of the valley. He was pal- ravished at the strange metamorphosis; and to
pably unconscious oflhe formidable place into | reward Giotto’s great ingenuity, he absolved
which he was entering ; and tho gallant clamor j him from all his sins, and the puni shment due
of voices through the hills showed that he was | to them; moreover, ordering his steward to c.o-
follotved by others ns bold und unconscious of; ver the picture with gold, as a farther gratuity
their danger ns himself.
for tho painter. Tins crucifix is the or.ginuf,
“But his career soon closed ; his horse’s from which the most famous crucilixious in
feet had scarcely touched the turf, when a lion
was fixed with fangs and claws on the crea
ture’s loins—The rider uttered a cry of hor
ror, and for the instant, sat helplessly gnzing
at the open jaws behind him. 1 saw the lion
gathering up his flanks far a second bound,
but the soldier, a figure of gigantic strength,
grasping the nostrils of the monster with or.e
hand,and, with the other, shortening his spear,
drove the steel, at one resistless thrust, into
the lion’s forehead. Horse, lion, and rider fell
and continued struggling together.
“ In the next moment, a mass of cavalry
came thundering down the ravine. They had
broken off from their march, through the acci
dent of rousing a struggling lion, nnd followin'
him in the giddy ardour of the chase. The
sight now before them was enough to appal
the boldest intrepidity. The valley was filled
with the vast herd ; retreat was impossible, for
the troopers came still pouring in by the only-
pass, and from the sudden descent of the glen,
horse and man were rolled head foremost
among the lions! neither man nor monster
could retreat. The conflict was horrible ; and
the heavy spears of the legionaries plunged
through bone and brain. The lions, made
more furious by wounds, sprang upon the
powerful horses nnd tore them to the ground,
or flew ut tile troopers’ throats, and crushed
and dragged away cuirass and buckler. The
valley was a struggling heap of human and sa
vage battle ; man, lion, and charger writhing,
and rolling in agonies, till their forms were
undistinguishablc. The groans and ciics of
tho lcgionnrics, the screams of the mangled
horses,and the roars and bowlings of the lions,
bleeding with the sword, and spear, tearing the
dead, starting up the sides of the hills in tof-
ror, and rushing down again with the fresh
thirst of gore, baffled all conception of fury and
and horror.
“ But man was the conqueror at last; the
savages, scared by the spear, and thinned in
their numbers, made a rush in one body to-
wards the ravine, overthrew every thing in
their way, and b-rst from the valley, awaking
the desert for many a league with their roar
Salathiel.
Europe were drawn.
First Painting of the Crucifixion.—Giotto,
an Italian painter, designing to draw a crucifix
to the life, wheedled a poor man to suffer liirn-
selt to be bound to the cross for an hour; at
the end of which time ho should be released,
and receive a considerably gratuity for his
pains. But instead of this, as soon as he had
him fast on the cross, he stabbed him in the
side, and then fell to drawing. He was esteem
ed the greatest master in all Italy at that time;
and having this advantage of a dead man hang
ing on a cross before him, there is no ques
tion but he made a matchless piece of wnrkofit.
As soon as he had finished bis picture, he
IIow shall ice punish him—It appear-, that
a man named Turk, residing in this state, has
lately taken to himself seven wives!! dome
have said, hang him; others have said, sm.o
prison him; and others have the cruelty to say,
he should he sentenced to pass seven years
under the same roof with Ins seven wives.
Ohio paper
-March of Intellect.—We understand that a
new dictionary, ailuptcd to the improved state
ol society, is in a course of publication. 'I no
following extracts are handed as specimens :
Temperance.—A preference of champaign©
to N. E. rum.
Taste.—An discriminate admiration of all
tilings fashionable.
Goodness—A capability of pay ing money.
Generosity.—Tho capability of excitaiion,
or giving aid to fashionable projects.
Gaiety.—A splendid wrapper for a diseased
heart.
Jjorc.—A malady resembling tho fever-and-
ague, frequently accompanied with derange
ment, und often fatal. 3
/ unity, (obsolete.)—An ancient attribute of
i'oets.
Editor.—One who anticipates future pun
ishments, facing continually surrounded by de*
vils and particular friends.
An Irishman who not !c« g si ncc emigrated
from • swate Ireland’I” one ofour neighboring
towns shortly alter his arrival, began (like bis
neig .-ors) I.,e task ol raising a crop of Beans,
—.rot long afterwards, his beans, (over tho
hills of which he had watched with anxiety 1 !
begun to make their appearanco, but, as ho
thought, did not come up the right way, the
bean itself coming up first. He then went to
his neighbor s garden, and found upou exami-
nation Inat bis beans corresponded exactly
with his own, but went back and began the te
dious job of pulling them up and putting tho
other end down. While thus employed, a per
son passing by, alter saluting him with a “good
morning,’ inquired of him what he was doin'*?
To which Put replied with a smiling counte
nance, “ By Gmgoes, my banes have come up
the wrong way, and I’m planting them over
again.”
“ The Portuguese ladies in Madeira, never
wash their laces, and complain that the English
destroy their tine complexions by too much
water. Dry rubbing is the thing. If you in
tend to visit a female, you send notice over
night, and then she puts on her corset, and
dresses herself as if fora ball. So you meet
then, in tho streets lying in their palanquins,
with one pretty ankle hanging outside, and in
rich evening costume—fisit to Madeira.