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356 smiled as she looked after him, and then she hounded with glee into the parlor, and seemed to listen for his foot-step. While he tarries, we will look over the last few years of their life. Three years be fore, they had stood side by side over their dying father, and now they were ophans.— Their mother lived not long, and they were left to battle the world alone. They were very poor, or rather they were worse than poor 3 for they had been accustomed to all the luxuries of life, and now, just when fitted to enjoy them, were forced to live upon little or nothing. The house in which they dwelt was theirs, and they had some few remnants of their former elegance ; but the greater part had gone to pay their father’s debts, and the young man, who could not bear to think of his sister’s wanting any thing, was forced to toil day and night for their support. Lucy had once proposed teaching music, but he colored and looked so much hurt, that she promised never to think of it again 3 and seemed content that she should bear no share in their support. Still his small earnings did go very far; and William often wonder ed that she who had been brought up so ex travagantly, should make so good an econo mist! Well, the fire blazed brightly, and the coffee smoked hot and tempting as the young man entered, wrapped in a large cloak. “ Why Lucy ?” he asked, u where did this come from TANARUS” “ It’s a birth-day present for you,” she an swered, looking up for a kiss. Indeed ?” he exclaimed, enveloping her in its folds. “Why my little sister, where does all your money come from ?” “ That’s no business of yours, sir!” “But indeed dear Lucy, it is. I'm afraid you work for it.” “ And what if I do ?” The young man looked wounded. “Well now, dear William, I will tell you, if you promise not to laugh—l’ve turned Authoress.” “Heavens!” exclaimed the brother with long faced terror. “ You a blue stocking!” he held her off with both hands, as if to keep her at a distance, and then overcome by stronger feelings he folded her in his arms and murmured, “God bless you my dear lit tle sister!” has blessed me in my brother,” she re plied, smiling at him. “What a scene!” exclaimed a gentleman ly young man, entering at this moment.— Lucy laugheJ and bowed some lively saluta tion, while William throwing off his cloak, made a spring at the youth’s hand. “ You are a most convenient friend, James: you al ways come in just when people want you!” “ Not just when they expect me, though, laughed James.” They sat down to tea and talked long after they should have been fast asleep, but the visiter was not inclined to go, and to tell the truth, they had all forgot the hour of the night, until the young gentleman started up, exclaiming “Now, Miss Lucy! I am not going home until you sing me that song.” “ What song ?” “The one you were singing yesterday morning, just when 1 was passing under the window.” “I don’t know what you mean.” “ Thesa brothers, these brothers, that tease os so, 1 wish they’d off to their business go.” “Now!” exclaimed Lucy, “that’s Wil liam’s song, and I did not mean any one else to hear it.* “ Williamhas never heard it yet,” remark ed her brother, “and these birth-day presents’? Eh Lucy ? Here’s one,” he added, to James, throwing on the large cloak !” “ Indeed !” exclaimed the young gentleman with a look of surprise. “Ah Miss Lucy I wish you would give my sisters a few lessons —the three put together never make me a present worth having.” “O, you don’t value them enough!” re turned Lucy, striking up her lilile song. Merrily, merrily pass the hours, When brothers sluy a; homo. They roam about a> and pluck our dowers, They will not let us al< ne. Those brothers. the*e rothers that tease us so, I wish they’d off to their business go Wearily, wearily goes tin time, When brothers < r. away ; I wish this roving brot.r r of L.ine, Would learn at home .0 stay. These brothers, those brothers that tease umo, Why will they off io their cotton go. Cheerily, cheerily sounds the chime, Teat calls brother homo ; Why does this tir and b o her of mine, Take vo long uilc to coruc? These brothers, these brothers that tease us so, Why will they off to their visits go 1 CHAPTER 11. A few days after, Lucy tat locked in her 3© © ina b& ia Oa aim &a s ¥ ©Agninris. room. A respectable looking colored woman was with her and the two were busily plying their needles. “I’m sorry to hurry you, ma v ,m.” said the woman, “ but the gentleman wants his waist coat to-night. I can’t remember his name.” “Never mind,” returned Lucy, “but I wish I could get some other kind of work. I had rather make dresses or something of that kind.” “Why ma’am people knows that I can’t do any thing but tailoring , and they might guess who was helping me.” “Lucy sighed “Oh well, never mind what I do, so that I can help poor William; hut I would not have him to know it for all the world.” “You never found your thimble ma'am,” asked the servant. “No. I can’t imagine what became of it. It had mv name on it too.” At this moment a servant knocked, to say that “Mr. Rolan had called.” “What am I to do ?” said Lucy. “Go down ma’am I'll work until you come hack.” But two or three hours passed, and the visiter still remained. Presently came a knocking again 3 it was the colored woman’s son, to say that “ the gentleman had sent to the shop for his waistcoat.” “Go tell the servant I’ll send it home in an hour.” As she gave the message, the door below opened, and the visiter took his leave, almost knocking the boy over, as he ran down to execute his commission. Lucy returned pale with excitement. “Mercy! Clarissa the waistcoat I made the other day was Mr. Rolan’s, and he had it on, and I do believe he suspects who made it.” The poor girl burst into tears. “Oh! William will be so dreadfully mortified at me.” “Oh ! never mind my child ! never mind !” exclaimed the good woman. “God won’t let you suffer.” She did not tell her that this also, was for the same person. But she was to hear it from another quarter. The next morning she was seated in the parlor working. The rain was pouring in torrents, and she did not expect to see any one; when she was startled by a ring at the door, and the next moment Mr. Rolan enter ed. “Always at your needle, Miss Lucy?” “Not when I have friends to talk to,” she answered, putting aside the work-box, He took up the work-box and seated himself by her. “I’m going to see what all you have got here.” “No you mus’nt,” she exclaimed, holding out her hand for it.” “ Yes 1 will.” She looked very grave. “Mr. Rolan I would not have you open that box for the world.” “Then most assuredly 1 shall see every thing in it.” “If you will, I can’t help it,” returned Lucy, half vexed but more annoyed. She tried to look composed, but all at once she met his eyes fixed on her with such a quiz zical look that the color rushed to her face. Oh! that unfortunate waistcoat! He had found a piece of it in her very work-box! “You are very impudent,” she exclaimed, rallying. “Now, good! you hav’nt found any thing after all.” “I’m not so sure of that!” he replied, put ting his hand into his waistcoat pocket. “What now?” asked Lucy. But there was no deceiving any longer—he drew out the lost thimble and placed it on her finger. The poor girl’s heart failed and she burst in to tears: for herself she cared not, but “poor William” she thought, “how he will feel.” She got up to leave the room, but Rolan’s arm detained her. “Lucy, dear Lucy,” lie said, “I would not have given you a moment's pain for anything in the world.” “ I don’t believe one word of it,” sobbed poor Lucy, half laughing and trying to get away ; but Rolan stiff held her. “Lucy,” he said, “you promised years ago to be my wife. Be mine now.” Lucy almost freed herself. “One word mere, Lucy—you may sew as much for me as you will.” Lucy laughed. “I’ll never let you see my work box again as long as I live.” “Then verily, you’ll never have one; come sit here, 1 have a great deal to talk to you about:” and he drew her into a chair by him. “Mercy! what will William say?” ex claimed she. “ That you are a most original Authoress. And I can add -as good at tailoriny as Car lyle himself!”— Orion Magazine. Puzzle. —Yap eht Retnirp. cEljc Tamili) Circle. VERSICLES. {For Fathers and Mothers only) on an infant daughter's first walking. BY JAMES GREGOR GRANT. Ha ! ambitious little elf! Off by thy adventurous self? Fairly off I O fair betide thee! With no living thing besido thco ; Not a leading string to guide thee: Not acha : r to creep or crawl by j Not a cii'Toned stool to fall by ; Not a finger-tip to catch at; Not a sleeve or skirt to snatch at; Fairly off at length to sea, Full twelve inches (can it bo Iteally, truly I) from the lee Os mamma's protecting knee ! \ Fair and softly—soft and fairly— Little bark, thou saTst it rarely, In thy new-born ) ower and pride, O'er the carpet’s level tide. Lurching, though, from side to side, Ever and anon, and heeling Like a tipsy cherub reeling, (If e'en cherubs, saucy gypsy ! b'm le like thee, or e’er get tipsy !) Even as though yon dancing mote In the sunny air afloat. Or the merest breath that met theo, Might suffice to overset thee ! ( Helm a-weather ! steady! steady ! Nay the danger’s past already ; Thou, with gentle course, untroubled, Table-Cape full well hast doubled, Sofa-Po'nt hast shot n-h ad, Safe by Footstool Island spoil. And art stearing, well and truly, On for Closet-Ha: bur duly ! Anchor now, or turn in time, E r e within the torrid clime Which the trophic fender bounds, And with brazen zone surrounds , „ Turn thee, weary little vessel, Nor with further peril-: wrestle : Turn thee to refit awhile In the sweetly sheltering smile Os thine own Maternal isle— In the haven of dear rest Proffered by the doting breast And the ever ready knee Os a mother true to thee As the best of mothers be ! Nay! adventurous little ship ! If thine anchor’s still a ti ip, And, instead of port, you choose Such another toilsome cruise, Whereso'er the whim may lead thee, On ! my treasure ! and Qod speed thco! Hackneyed as, perchance, they be, , Solemn words arc these to me, Nor from an irreve-ent lip Heedlessly or lightly slip ; Even He whose name 1 take Thus, my dear one. for thy sake, In this seeming idle strain, Knows I take it not “in vain,” But as in a parent’s prayer Unto Him, to bless and spare ! THE WAY TO TEND A BABY. A Qhippewa Indian has been lecturing in Hartford, where, in a lecture on Tuesday evening, according to the Times, he advised the ladies of Hartford to tie their babies, as soon as they were born, to a board, hind them down tight, and keep them there most of the time, till they are ten months old.— “Put a hoop around the head,” he says “and then when the hoard gets knocked over, it won’t break the child’s nose.” He sums up other advantages as follows :—“ you see, la dies, (holding up a specimen,) the child’s hands are tied down, so it can’t scratch its own eyes out, and can’s scratch its mother’s j breast, too; it can’t twiggle about and get very tired; it can’t bend over, and must grow straight—when the mother goes out after herbs, she can hang it on a tree, and snakes can't bite it; when it cries, the mother can swing it across her back, and rock it so— (swaying its body to and fro;) and can car ry it great distances in this manner, too; can set it up side of the wigwam, very handy; and when the canoe turns over, the child swims off on the hoard, not drown; and its : hack don't break across his mother’s arm, because the hoard supports it; the child can’t; crawl into the fire and burn up, too—can leave it long lime, all safe—so I think this 1 much best way, ladies—much best!” The ‘ ladies gave in their assent by a general laugh, j Domestic Economy. —The following are infallible recipes:—To make pie—Play at Blind Man’s Buflin a printing office. To have music at dinner—Tell your wife she is not so handsome as the lady who lives across the way. To save butter—Make it so salt that; nobody can eat it. ’ i JSfzy* It is a fair step towards happiness and virtue to delight in the company and con versation of good men. ©linipsES 0 fNtioXfijoks. PUNISHMENT OF TITUS OATES [From the Now Histonr of England, br Thom Lubington Macaulay.] * * An °Was James, a short time before his accession had instituted a civil suit against Oates f defamatory words, and a jury had <q V e damages to the enormous amount of a°hu died thousand pounds. The defendant Vi been taken in execution and was ] y j njr j prison as a debtor, without hope of Two bills of indictment against him former jury had been found by the grand jury 0 f Middlesex, a few weeks before the death 0 f Charles. Soon after the close of the elections the trial came on. ‘ ’ Among the upper and middle classes Oates had scarcely a friend left. AH intelligent whigs were now convinced that, even if his narrative had some foundation in fact, he had erected on that foundation a vast super structure of romance. A considerable num ber of low fanatics, however, still regarded him as a public benefactor. These people well knew that, if he were convicted, his sentence would he one of extreme severity and were therefore indefatigable in their en deavors to manage an escape. Though as yet in confinement only for debt, he was put in irons by the authorities of King's Bench prison ; and even as he was, with difficulty kept in safe custody. The mastiff that guard ed his door was poisoned; and, on the very night preceding his trial, a ladder of ropes was intioduced into his cell. On the day in which he was brought to the bar, Westminster Hall was crowded with spectators, among whom were many Roman Catholics, eager to see the misery and humil iation of their persecutor. A few years ear lier, his short neck, his legs, uneven as a badger, his forehead? low as that of a baboon, his purple cheeks, and monstrous length of chin, had been familiar to all who had fre quented tlie courts of law. He had been the idol of the nation. Wherever he had ap peared, men had uncovered their heads to him. The lives and the estates of the mag nates of the realm had been at his mercy.— Times had now changed; and many who had formerly regarded him as the deliver of his country, shuddered at the sight of those hideous features, on which villainy seemed to he written by the hand of God. It was proved beyond all possibility of doubt, that this man ffad, by false testimony, deliberately murdered several guiltless per sons. lie called in vain on the most eminent members of the Parliament which had re warded and extolled him, to give evidence in his favor. Some of them whom he summon ed absented themselves. None of them said anything tending to his vindication. One ot them, the Earl of Huntingdon, bitterly re proached him with having deceived the houses and drawn on them the guilt of shedding in nocent blood. The judges browbeat and reviled the pris oner with an intemperance which, even in the most atrocious cases, ill-becomes the ju dicial character, lie betrayed, however, no signs of fear or shame, and faced the storm of invective which burst upon him from bar, bench and witness box with the insolence of despair. He was convicted on both indict ments. Ilis offence, though in a moral light, murder of the most aggravated kind, was, w the eye of the law, merely a misdemeanor The tribunal, however, wasdesirouse to make his punishment more severe than that of fm 011s and traitors, and not merely to put him to death, hut to put him to death by frightfu torment. He was sentenced to be stripped 0 his clerical habit, to he pilloried in Pa.ace Yard, to be led round Westminster Hall wff 1 an inscription declaring his infamy over m* head, to he pilloried again in front of 10 Royal Exchange, to be whipped from Al - to Newgate, and after an interval 0 two days, to he whipped from Newgate ‘> Tyburn. If, against all probability,he shou happen to survive this horrible infliction, was to he kept a close prisoner during 1 e- Five times a year he was to be brought tor * from his dungeon and exposed on thepm° . in different parts of the capital. _ This rigorous sentence was rigorously ecuted. 0.1 the day on which Oates was p loried in Palace Yard, lie was nierc l pelted and ran some lisk of being l’ u ‘4 pieces; but in the city his partisans inns - in great force, raised a riot, and upsc pillory. They were, however, unable 0 cue their favorite. It was supposed ia . , would try to escape the horrible doom'’ awaited him by swallowing poison. - he eat and drank was therefore caretu } spected. On the following mormuK 110 - brought forth to undergo the first At an early hour an innumerable mu