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VOL. It. THE CABINET Is published every Saturday by P. L. ROBINSON\ Warrenton , Geo at three dollars per annum, which may be discharged by two dollars and fifty cents 1 f paid within sixty days of the time of subscribing. From Blackwood’s .Magazine. GEORGE GRAYS* S TIED DING. In one of those narrow doses which abound in the old part of Ihn town of Edinburgh, lived a poor widow of the name of Gray. This day of happi ness to many, rose to her the anniver sary of sorrow. But it had not al ways been thus; No—one year ago and not the youngest heart on Hansel Monday had looked for fuller happi ness than that of the widow Gray. On that day twenty years before, she had been made the blessed mother of a thriving boy. lie was her only child—long wished for, and granted when hope was almost dead, tic seemed to bring a blessing with him, for every thing had thriven with Ag nes Gray since Georges birth. Han sel Monday had been to her the hap piest day of her life—it was the birth day of her child; and though she had since mourned over the grave of a kind husband, yet, when the day came round, the heart of Agnes’ son renewed her hymn of gratitude to God. That day twelve months past had been the day which the mother had fixed upon for the wedding of her son. It was the happiest day of my life. ‘George,* said she, ‘and I would have t the happiest day of your‘s and if God spare me to'see your Peggy as blest a mother as l have been, then may I say,‘Lord now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace.’ Thus with his mothers blessing warm at his heart, and happiness brightening every feature, did the youthful bridegroom quit his parents roof. He was to return in the evening with his bride, who was thence forward to the inmate of his mothers dwelling. The widow had no fears or misgivings as to the worth or excellence of George‘B wife; for she had known and loved her from a child, and the first wish of her heart had been, that George should marry pretty Peggy Burns. The daylight had long passed away, and more than once had widow Gray trimmed the fire, and looked with pride and pleasure at the well furnish ed room which was to be the abode of her new daughter. Oh. what could stay them now? and for the first time alarm arose in the mother*s heart. She t ok her seat beside the fire, and tried to read her bible; but her heart throbbed and fluttered so, it was in vain. At last she heard a noise—her ears could not bt deceived—it was heir footsteps, on the stair. She hurried to the door with a light—a man, indeed stood there; but the light fell upon the face of a stranger. Who are you? said the agitated mother. Why do 1 see you here? My God! has any thing happened to my ‘boy?—Whose are these voices that I hear belowi’ And she would have rushed past him, but he caught her arm.—‘Come into the house,’ said the compassionate stranger, ‘and 1 will tell you all,’‘Oh, I know it already! said the mother, my boy, my boy is gone!’—‘No, he is not dead; believe me, my poor woman, your sun liveth, but he has been severly hurt, and they are now bringing him home at his own desiie. 1 have dressed his wound, and perhaps’—the mother her rd not what lie said—she remained fixed to the spot —her eyes raised to vVarremo n, .lone 1829. heaven—ter iieari in silent pr*yer. *,s if imploring God for strength •<> hear her misery. It was indeed a sight to harrow up thesout; hei bravo, tier beautiful boy, was now brought back to his uiother‘s house, and laid upon the ihe bed, p do. bleeding al most lifeless. lie was supported by the surgeon and some of the bridal party, whilst his poor Peggy pressed close to his side, as white as her bri dal garments. The mother asked not a question, but the facts were soon made know:, by those around her. Her son had arrived within a few paces of ins fa ther-iu law‘s door, when his attention was attracted on the opposite side of the street, by the screams of a young girl, apparently strugling t> disen gage herself from the rude ait., k o( two young men. Me stopped for a moment, but persuading himself they were only claiming th* privileg of Hansel Monday, to obtain a kiss from a pretty girl, lie prepared to hurry on to his appointment A second appeal for help however, in a voice of nue qui vocal terror and suppli ation, ren dered him ashamed ofhis momentary • selfishness, and thinking of his own Peggy, he flew to the assistance of the poor girl. Forcibly seizing the arm of the most troublesome of the two ruffians, he enabled the girl to make her escape; but at that moment, the other young man turning up m George, threw him head foremost with all his force against the iron lamppost. The blow was fata fly se vere, and he lay at their feet bleeding and senseless. A party of the wed ding guests were the first to observe him, and come to his assistance; he was carried into the house of his Peggyfs father, and it was some time before he uttered a word. At last he opened his eyes, and, as Peggy hung over him, lie pressed her hand, ami faintly uttered, *Let them carry me to my mother.’ Aitcr a while however he recovered so far as to give so n account of what had happened. Tin surgeon, who had been called iu, hav ing now made his appearance, tb poor young man again petitioned to be taken to his mothers house; am! seeing that quiet was not to be obtain ed where he was, the surgeon agree to his immediate removal. All now having qutted the house of Mrs. Gray, ex.cept the surgeon and poor Peggy, the mother, with tremb ling hands assisted to undress her son, and stood by while her son was bled, The doctor now saw him laid quie*. and proposed to leave them for the night. He had given no hope—he had said nothing; and the unhappy widow dared not to ask a question, for she read in his face the senteuce of tier son<B death. Next morning. George desired to see the surgeon a lone, and after conversing with hi o some moments, he sent for Peggy. They remained for some time togeth er, and when the mother entered the room, the poor girl d by tin bed, holding the hand of her lover, paler, if possible, than before, butstil and silent as death itself. ‘Mother, I have been telling Peggy what I need not tell you, for i saw you knew how it would fie when you lain me on this bed. And now my deal mother, 1 have only one wish, am that is to see our good minister, aim once more hear Ins voice in prayer Oh, I Imped to have him perform ollit e far different from this! but tin Lord‘s w ill he done.* The good m- > came, and Iter a few Words to tin 1 alilif ted mother, he seated himself b t the b* dos her son. Peggy now rosi i for iht first time, and taking the wid. ow aside, sail some words in a kiw and earnest voi< but a* that moment the minister called to them to knee! around George*s bed, and then he prayed aloud with all the fervor of a feeling heart.—His were indeed tin* words of eternal life, and as lie poured out his spirit in prayer, this world, with all its sins and sorrows, faded from their eyes. The holy man now aros*\ and would have l-fi them, bat Peggy, starting forward, laid her hand upon iiis arm, with a look. of earnest supplication, and tried to speak; but the effort was too mu it for her, and ihe mother then advanced to explain her wishes. ‘lf you think there is neathing wrang in it. Sir, Peggy wish es o. be made the wife of my poor boy.’ Pile ninis er looked at the dying man and slink his head. ‘Peggy knows that. So.’ said widow Gray; ‘she knows be lias not many hours to live, but yet it is natural for her to wish —And then her father could i t her live wdth me * And then’ said Peggy, rousing herself to speak, *Oh, then, riir, i would belaid in ’ She could not say the w rd, but George, clasping her hand added, ‘ln my grave, Peggy, it is that you would say. God bless you! dearest, for the wish!* The good man made no fur ther objection, and their hands were now joined in wedlock, Georges strength supported him through the sacred ceremony, and when the min ister pronounced them man and wife, he opened his arms, received her to tits bosom, and saying ‘God bless my Peggy!’ he expired. From the Williamstown Advocate. STAR GAZING. It is recorded oi Thales, the cede orated Grecian Astronomer, that as he was one evening walking, his at tention, as usial, being direi ted to the stars, without heeding obstructions that might lie in his way, he found uimseit suddenly immerced up to his chm ii mud and finny water, having unconsciously walked into a ditch mat crossed the path. An old lady, wno ous rved him, exclaimed* *La me! youd better he looking to your standing on earth than trying to find *ui wiiat is going on in heaven.’— Puis old lady was unacquainted with tue sublime science of istronoiny, and had no conception of the benefits its study might confer on mankind; out she knew whatever were its ad vantages, it would he no excuse for its student to be so much engrossed hi the study as to run the of risk ureaking bis neck by disregarding the position oi Ins feet. Most men uke 1 hales, have something on which uiey intently gaze, that is to them a star; hence thay may, with propriety, oe denominated star-gazers; and as such, would do well to profit by the xcUmation of the old lady above quoted. By attention to it they would often save ihetns< Ives infinite trouble anu vexatious mortification. iliuse who are constantly looking into the actions of their neighbors, calculating their profits, losses, and prospects, negiecung their own busi ness, are suir-gazing; they are at tending to things beyond their sphere, t nd will be rxtreiiily fortunate if their o vvn affairs do not get entangled iu difficulty, aud they finally brought to Heir senses, by being suddenly plung <l into the ditch of public reprobation, fid smeared wilh the mud ot their ,wn tattling inquisitiveness. lie who devotes his time to politics; leglecting his business to advance a 4#a rty for mere party purposes, talk ing loudly in taverns and grog shops, of the great interests of the country and railing at moral men who are absent, and at morality in general, while his wife and family are freez ing at home, is star-gazing, lie is talking of things he does not under stand, and meddling with affairs in which lie has no concern; he had better look to his own standing atul attend to his own business, or lie will suddenly find himself in the ditch of detestation for his course, m jail for his debts, and his family drawing the means of scanty subsistence from the town. Plie young man who associates with dissipated companions for the purpose of enjoying their mirth and wit, fondly expecting his own morals will not be corrupted, and his good name ruined by his associates, is star gazing; aud ten to one will sooner .r later find himself plunged in the ditch of mis ry as deep, if not deeper, than his companions. The man who ex pec s to reform Urn public by declaim ing against vice, while his examples do not coincide with his precepts, ia entitled to the reputation of a star ga zer; and will fiud the public consider him deeply sunk iu the ditch of hypoc risy and deception. He who expects to get a fortune by speculation, without industry and economy, either in trade or by a lotte ry, will eventually find by his star gazing plans, he has lost the good lie might have secured, and plunged in to the ditch of poverty and idleness, Few gain in this way, and sudden gains arc seldom spent, sparingly. When a man resolves to continue thetißeof intoxicating liquors, ima gining lie is in no danger of becoming dissip. ed because lie drinks but little, he is in great danger of stumbling into the ditch of drunkenness. No man was ever boro a drunkard, there fore look out, for temperate drinkers. The inau who imagines his own knowledge more valuable than that obtained by any one else, or his profession and pursuits more hon orable and useful to the commu nity than those of others, is a star ga zer, a kind of comet in the literary world, and may bo well suspected of having taken a plunge into the ditch of pride and self importance. lie who thinks to revolutionize the world, and reform all its follies and hard lieartedness by his own unaided efforts, and imagines denun iatioo is equal to sound argument and solid reasoning is a star gazer, ami will he very likely, when he finds that public reformation is a progressive work, to be brought about only by unremitted and arduous exertion, to fall into the ditch of melancholy and discontent, lie had better show by his own life and conversation, that a public reform is practicable; that others may be in duced to copy his example. The editor who thinks to enrich himself, and gain the applause of the public, without spending wearisome days and watchful nights in arduous labors, and who has an idea that fie can please all his readers, is a star gazer; he will find himself deeply im mersed in the ditch of disappointment, and not unfrequently bedaubed with the censures of those he has been most solicitous to please. It short, stars of all kinds are twinkling in every direction, and it is not to be wondered at that almost all men should employ thems-lves in ga zing at them. The stars of ambi tion, of fame, of wealth, of learning, of power, and of infidelity, have all had their gazers, who, while intent on admiring their lustre, have plung- No. 1.