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The following patriotic stanzas were sun,
by Mrs. Johns at her last concert in this c ity .
They were written at her instance by Dr. lYi
. ival, ami their “ facility and golden cadenei:
when adapted to nu original Irish air,and com- j
bined with the melodious to nos of this admij
ruble songstress, drew forth great and deserved
applause. New-Hurtn l J itot.
At the heart of our county the tyrant was leap
ing
To dye there the point of his dagger in core, |
When Washington sprang from the watch lie .
was k. eping,
And drove back that tyrant in shame from !
our shore.
The cloud that hung o’er us, then parted and
roll’d . [flume, i
Its wreaths far a way deeply tinctured with ’
And high on its fold
W as a legend that told
The glory that circiedour H’as/iinglon’tmme.
Long i ears have roll’d on, ami the sun still has
brighten’d [glow,
Our mountains and fields w ith the ruddiest
And the bolt that lie wielded so proudly has
lighten'd,
With a flash as intense ill the face oftlie foe—
On the. land and the sea, the w ide banner has
O'er many a chief on liis passage to tame,[roll and
And still on its fold
Shine in letters of gold
The glory and worth of our \\ ashington’s name i
And so shall it be, w hile Eternity tarries,
And pauses to tread in the footsteps of time ;
The bird of the tempest whose quick pinion
carries
Our arrows of vengeance shall hover sublime;
Wherever that flagon the wind shall he roll’d,
All hearts shall he kindled with anger and |
II e'er they are told [shame, ,
They are careless and cold
Os the glory that eiicles our W ashington’s name.
BEAITiFI 1. MORCEAU.
Ily a Cashmerean Indian,
XVlien sliall u<’ three meet again ?
When shall we three meet again ?
Oft shall glowing hope expire,
Oft -nail wearied love retire,
Oil shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we three shall meet again.
Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parch'd beneath a hostile sky,
Though the deep between ns rolls,
Friendship shall unite our souls,
Still in Fancy's rich domain,
Oil shall we three meet again.
When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasted lamps are dead,
When in cold oblivion’s shade
Beauty, pow er and fame, are laid,
Where immortal spirits reign,
There shall we three meet again
LOY E.— jl Sonnet of Shakespeare.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediment. Love is not love
II liirh alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends w ith the remover to remove :
Oh no ! it is an ever fired mark,
Tl at looks on tempests and is never shaken .
It is the shir to every wandering hark,
W hose worth's unknown, although his height
betaken. [cheeks
lave s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and
VV it hill his Ire riding sickle's compass come :
Lore alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
Jlut Lears it out e'en to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me prov'd
I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d 1
I’VE SEEN.
I've seen at morn, a stainless sky,
A heaven as blue as beauty’s eye;
[ But long ere noon destruction's form
Was riding on the whirlwind storm.
I’ve seen the bark w ith snowy sail,
Ride proudly on the sw elling gale :
I’ve turn'd again—tlie mountain w ave
Was wreathing o’er her coral grave.
I've seen the gav and laughing bride,
With health and splendor at her side ;
i've look'd again—the wedding ring
Was w rapped in death's cold covering.
I’ve seen the hero’s tyrant brow
Environ’d with the laurel bough ;
But ah! oblivion’s sable pall
Has dinun'd the blooming coronal.
And sucli i* life—a c hanging srene—
Its blisses “ few and far between ;
To-day the sunshine of delight—
To-morrow, wretchedness and night.
Ilow many bards have ung of youth,
W hen all w r as novel!; mui truth ;
And deck’d in gar)- i fairy dress
Its days of light and loveliness.
Reverse the picture—time will show
lls flitting shade of joy and woe ;
And though its smiles ate bright to-day,
To-morrow sees them fade away
HANNAH MOORE.
Extract from (iriscorn's “ Year in Europe.”
We arrived at Barley Wood about
noon, and were kindly and politely re
ceived by Martha More, the only sis
ter, and doniestick companion of the
author. Their situation is delightful.
The cottage, as it is called, though
covered with thatch is extremely neat
and tasteful ; and both within and
without, wears all the appearance of
simple elegance. It occupies a situa
tion on the gentle declevity of an em
inence, and commands si view of the
village of Wrington, a short distance
below, and a richly variegated coun
try, with an extensive horizon. The
selection of this spot, the plan of the
cottage, and the arrangement ol the
grounds, are due to the ingenuity and
talent of the two sisters, and reliect
the highest credit upon their taste and
judgment. In the sltoit conversation
we had with Martha More, before her
sister joined us, the former spoke much
ol the latter, aud appeared as much
interested in the reputation of her
works, ami as highly to enjoy their
celebrity as the author herself could
do. The latter soon came in, and
took us by the hand with great ease
and urbanity. She congratulated my
friend \\ .as an old friend, whom she
had not seen for a considerable time.
A table was placed in die middle of
the room, around which we all seated
ourselves, and as 1 was introduced to
them as an American, the conversa
tion turned upon that quarter ol the
irlohe. The charitable and religious
institutions o’ our country were in
! quit eel after by Hannah, with the
/.cal of one who feels a lively concern
for the good of mankind, in every part
of the world. She shewed us a letter
she had received from a deaf and
‘dumb child of Dr. C. of Hartfoid Con
| necticut accompanied by an explana
| tory letter from the worthy principal
of the institution in that town, for the
i instruction of the dumb. The let
; tors had given her much pleasure.—
I Notwithstanding she is at the age of
! 75, and lias endured attacks of disease,
she went yesterday twenty-two miles
to attend a Sunday School. Her con
stitution (or, as she termed it, her
muscular power) she said, was very
strong, for it had carried her, w ith the
blessing of Providence, through the
assaults of twenty mortal diseases.—
She acknowledged that she had been
much opposed to America, during the
Revolutionary struggle, but admit
ted that wc had many worthy charac
ters among us.
The native strength other mind lias
enabled her to surmount most of the
I prejudices art ising from political op
position; hut it was still apparent,
from the conversation of these worthy
ladies, that the want of that more ex
act information, which can only be
obtained by proximity and intimacy,
tends to keep alive the prejudices
which spring from the contest of inde
pendence, and which, not only the true
interest of both nations, hut every
principle of virtue should induce us to
suppress, ‘t hese two ladies are the
sui vivors of a family of five sisters,
who formerly lived in Bristol,and sub
sequently at liath. Some of them
were the managers of a distinguished
female school, by which they increas
ed the means of their support, they
all possessed talents above mediocrity;
hut Hannah is alone celebrated for her
literary productions. She was warm
ly beloved by them all,proving that her
talents have ever been associated with
amiable qualities, and with true good
ness of heart.
Her search after happiness, and Sa
cred Dramas, she told me where the
juvenile productions of seventeen ;
and written with the intention to coun
teract the growing custom of introdu
cing into female boarding-schools,
plays of an improper tendency, and al
lowing them to be acted by the pupils.
Her views, she thought, had been suc
cessful. She and her surviving sister
retired some years ago to this spot,
which they found in a state wild and
uncultivated. ‘They selected it for
the beauty and healthiness of its situa
tion ; and had they surveyed all the
south of England, it is questionable
whether they could have found a situ
ation more truly delightful. The vil
lage at the foot ot the hill contains an
old Gothick church, and provices them
with all the facilities of mere neighboi -
hood a. a convenient distance. The
house is large enough for all the pm
poses of domestic comfort and hospi
tality. I lie walls of the setting room
below, are ornamented with the por
traits of their most distinguished
friends. On our attention being tur
ned to them, the character of the indi
viduals, and particularly their most
valuable qualities, were adverted to
by Hannah More, with a warmth and
energy, which proved that age had not
diminished the force of her early recol
lections, nor the ardour of her friend
ship. Among these favorites, I no
ticed particularly the likeness af Wil
liam \N ilberlorce, Elizabeth Carter,
Richard Reynolds, and Hen
derson, the celebrated youthful genius
ol Bristol. In one corner of the room
was a picture which had been sent her
from Geneva. It was a descriptive
scene from one of the most interesting
passages of Ctolebs—Luciila in the at
titude of prayer, at the bedside of her
poor sick neighbor. Her bed-cham
ber, info which we were introduced
for the sake of a more complete pros
pect of the country, contained her li
brary, which l should estimate at least
at a thousand volumes. It consists of
the most select and valuable works
upon theology and general literature.
She show ed us a letter from a Russian
Princess, written with her own hand
in broken English, solely to acknowl
edge the satisfaction and benefit which
(lie works of Hannah More had afford
ed her. We were gratiiie I, too, with
seeing a translation of Ccelebs in the
[German language, and a splendidly
[bound copy of it in French, sent to
I her as a present from the Continent.
I Industry is, doubtless, one of the liahi
! tual virtues ot these worthy sisters,—
Besides the numerous literary produc
tions of the elder, and the extensive
charitable offices in which they are
engaged, every thing within and about
the cottage, the furniture, the needle
woi k, the flowers, hears the impression
of laste and activity.
Y\ e pursued the windingsof a grav
elled walk among the shrubbery, and
reposed ourselves on seats in rustic
arbours, from which glimpses are ob
tained of the expanded valley below.
In an open spot, at one oftlie turns in
the walk, was a neat but plain monu
ment, to Ihe memory of Bishop Tor*
tens, who had been their particular
friend ; and, in another, a more cosily
stone was erected to the memory ol
John Locke. This was a present to
these sisters from Lady Montague:- —
and a very appropriate place it is for
its erection; for, in an old thatched
house, adjoining the church yard, in
the village of \\ rington, at the foot of
the hill, did that great man draw his
first breath. His mother, while trav
elling, was constrained to take up her
residence in this house, until her new
born child was old enough for her to
pursue the journey.
\Yc all left Barley Wood with feel
ings of much satisfaction from the vi
sit. Mine was not diminished by car
rying with me a present of “ Christian
MoraL,” from the hands of the author,
given as a memorandum of the visit,
and in which she wrote my name in an
excellent hand, without spectacles. —
It is rare, indeed, to find so much vi
vacity of manners at so advanced a
period of l.fe, as these ladies possess.
T hey are loud of a country life.— Han
nah remarked to us, that the only na
tural pleasure which remained to her,
in their full force, were the love of the
country and of flowers.
West Springfield sold for a Wheel-barrow!
Springfield is the oldest town in
the county’ of Hampshire,(Mass.)&
originally 7 {included W. Springfield
and I.ongmeadow. The following
account of a singular incident which
look place m the first settlement of
this township, was communicated
to me in the year 1798, by Captain
Noble ; a respectable inhabitant of
Hoosac, New-York, at Noble’s
Falls, who was then about 76 years
of age. It was transmitted from
his ancestor ; one of the persons
concerned. One of the first plan
ters in Springfield was a tailor, and
another a carpenter. The tailor
had for a small consideration pur
chased of an Indian chief a tract of
land, in what is noyv West Spring
field i forming a square of three
miles on a side. The carpenter
had constructed a clumsy wheel
barrow for which the tailor offered
to make him a suit of clothes or con
vey to him the land. After some
deliberation he exchanged the wheel
barrow for the land. This tract
contained the best settled part of
West Springfield ; many an acre of
which might now be sold, for the
purpose of cultivation only, at the
price of 8l(X). I will not assert,
that theie is no error in the story ;
yet on the face of it there is nothing
miprobahle.
When a fourth part of a town
ship, of the common size, was sold
by one Englishman, to another for
a wheel barrow ; it will he easily 7
believed, that it was of still less
value to the Abrogines. To an
Englishman it was valued as the
fliti re subject of cultivation : to an
Indian as the haunt of game. The
small prices, paid by the first colo
nists for the lands in this country,
are no evidence that the bargains
were fraudulent, or inequitable.—
1 o the Indian without an English
purchaser, the land is often worth
nothing, and to the colonist its va
lue was created by his labour. The
censures passed upon the colonists
for their manner of purchasing, are
therefore groundless. The price
which they actually 7 gave, small as
it seems, was ordinarily a fair one,
(and, so far as I know, always,)
and perfectly satisfactory to the
original proprietors.
Dwight's Truer Is.
Look before uou Spit. —Smoking is
a genteel accomplishment; every well
bred man smokes: the half breed chaws
and snuffs. Eleven scented segars, at
2 cents each, are daily puffed off, by
a first rate gentleman, and every such
gentleman spits ! but it is not every
spitting man, who knows.how to spit.
This business should be managed
on the principles of engineering, en
tirely by elevations and parabolas ; for
example, a smoker, sitting by a second
story window, must exercise a strong
projectile force in the act of spittiug,
otherwise people walking under the
windows, may experience something
worse than a Scotch mist. A man
smoking in the fourth storv, may spit
more at his leisure.
But a difficulty on this subject has
lately occurred in New-\ork. A
smoking ami spitting gentleman, not
regarding the above rules, actually
spit upon a dandy’s pantoullcs and on
the Leghorn tornfan ol a dandyys-,
whereupon the dainty whiiletl a brick
bat at the spitting man, broke out two
of his teeth, put out the segar, smashed
a huge looking-glass and * mortally
wounded the lap-dog; all which proves
to a nicety, that every man ought to
look Injure lie *pits. L* ,V * Ituveu R, '£-
The Fire-Irons, or Famiiij Quarrel*.
Mr. Chose was gravely reading
the original Ha fen Slavvkcnbergius,
at one side of the fire, and Mrs.
Chose sat darning old worsted
stockings at the other. By some
untoward accident the fire irons
were all on Mrs. C’s. side. ‘ My
dear,’ said Mr. Chose, how miser
able it makes me to gaze on any
thing that is not uniform ; be kind
enough’ mv clear to let me have
the poker on my side.’ Mrs. Chose,
who was taking a long stitch at the
time, replied, I’ll give it you pres
ently, my love.’ ‘ Nay’ pr’y thee,
put me out of pain at once ; ’tis ab
solutely quite distressing to my
eve ; the fire-place looks like a sow
with one ear.’ ‘Oh ! fiddlestick !
Ilow can you he so excessively
whimsical?’ ‘Mow d’ye mean
whimsical?’ ‘Lord man ! don’t be
so plaguy fidgettv.’ ‘ No, madam,
lam no such thing!’ ‘Pray, sir,
don’t put yourself in a fluster.’ ‘ i
tell you lam not in a fluster.’ ‘ I
sav, sir, you are. For shame ! how
can vou throw vourself in such a
passion !’ ‘lin a passion ?’ ‘ Yes,
sir, vou are,’ ‘ ’Tis false!’ ‘’Tis
true !’ ‘ Madam,’tis no such thing!’
‘ S’de, do vou think that I will sub
mit to such provoking language ?’
‘ You shall submit.’ ‘ I won’t.’—
‘ You shall.’ ‘ I shan’t.’ ‘ I’ll make
you.’ ‘ You can’t.’ ‘By heavens,
madam.’ ‘By heavens, sir.’ ‘Hold
your tongue, Mrs. Chose.’ ‘I won’t
Mr. Ch ose.’ At it they went, ding
dong, with poker and tongs. The
more he ranted, rhe more she ra
ved ; till at last, vying to outdo
each other in provocation, the con
tention ran so high, that Mr. C.
declared that he would not live
with Mrs. Chose an hour longer;
and Mrs. Chose declared she would
not sleep another night beneath the
same roof, much less in the same
bed ! ‘ Madam,’ said the husband,
‘ ’tis time that we should part.’—
‘ V\ ith all mv heart said the wife.’
‘ Agreed !’said he. ‘Agreed!’—
echoed she. A lawyer was abso
lutely sent for, to draw up the ar
ticles of separation.— Being made,
maribile dictu , a peace loving, strife
quelling sot t of a man, [strange be
ing fora lawyer!] lie begged to
hear the particulars that led them
to come to such a harsh conclusion.
He was ordered to proceed to busi
ness, but obstinately persevered in
his refusal. Addressing himself
to the husband, he said, ‘are vou
both fully agreed upon a separa
tion ?’ ‘ Yes, yes !’ exclaimed both
parties. ‘ Well, sir, what are your
reasons for so doing?’ ‘ Sir, I can’t
inform vou.'—‘Madam, will vou
be so good as to acquaint me ?’
‘lndeed, sir, I cannot.’ ‘lf this
be the case,’ said the peace-loving
lawyer, ‘ I venture to pronounce
your quarrel has originated in some
thing so frivolons, that you are both
ashamed to own it.’ ITe urged the
point so closely, that he at length
extorted the truth ; nor did he de
sist from his friendly interference,
until lie had the satisfaction to re
establish the most perfect harmony.
W arned by lus friendly admoni
tions, this wedded couple grew
more circumspect in their words,
less aggravating in their manners,
and in short quite left oflFvvranging
and lived happy.
Every one whods conversant with
human nature must admit (hat nothing
attaches one man so much to another
in society, as that spirit of cordiality
which does r.ot abandon a friend it: ad
versity. Ibis ardent and admirable
feeling was possessed by Mr. Jeffer
son in an eminent degree ; and it was
undoubtedly to the knowledge of that
lact among the extensive circle of his
acquaintance that he has been indebt
ed through life, for (he firm and unsha
ken attachment which they have evin
ced for him. He never abandoned a
friend.—ln illustratio i of this trait of
character, w e repeat the following cir
cumstance, which was related to us
several years ago: A friend of Mr.
Jefferson's who, when in affluence, had
been in the habit of visiting him, hav
ing been reduced to comparative pov
erty by various misfortunes, forbore Ins
visits. Mr JcSVrson, acridcutally
meeting his frieml in the street , I
day, re in iirked that lie had not t„.... I
see him far a long time. She if. I
to this remark thus replied : I
yon tbe truth, Mr. Jefferson, , I
is so shabby that 1 have been u? nan I
to call upon you.” “ Well,” an a \, 1
Mr. Jefferson/* come and dine v.| w . I
tomorrow. 1 sliali be glad i,> , I
you in any coat.” The cour.eo si,pf I
of this invitation was enhanced ; /V , ’ I
official situation which the. |
Monticello then occupied. 1i ~ .. 1
President of the United States,,;..;, I
the height oflris renown as a bt.it ’ j
man and philosopher. I
It sMagton Cily (;,. I
Chinese notions oj’ a future State I
The Chinese must have a \e>, ]
irrational idea, as it would seen! I
of the state of the dead, from their 1
supposing that houses, and I
ments, and money, and food are I
wanted by spirits in that state. P (l . I
per houses, and gilt garments, a. rs
commonly burnt and sent by fi re
to the invisible state for frierds
deceased. However, we have late,
ly had an instance here of a coin,
plete wardrobe, consisting of silks,
sables, he. to the amount of eight
thousand dollars, being all con
sumed for the service ol a rich old
merchant, who died about four
months* ago. His son, who has
committed this folly, i': a person of
education, and of the Joo-klaov,
or sect of philosophers in China.
The brother of the deceased also
departed tins life but a few months
ago, and left a large and necessi
tous.family, in which similar e\.
• pensive and useless rites were per
j formed. Such cases are some of
: die minor temporal ills arising from
j superstition of fallen reason ; but
| when compared with the burning of
a widow,the burning cT a wardrobe
is indeed but a light evil.
Woman.- The good government of
families leads to the comfort of com
munities and the welfare of states.—
Os every domestic circle woman is the
centre. —Home, that sense of purest
and dearest joy, home is the empire of
woman. There she plans, direc ts, per
forms; the acknowledged source of
dignity and felicity. Where female
virtue is most pure, female sense most
improved, female deportment most
correct, there is most propriety of so
cial manners. The early years of
childhood, those most precious years
of life and opening season, are con
fined to woman’s superintendence;
she therefore may be presumed to
lay the foundation of r.ll the virtue,
and all the wisdom that enrich the
world.
Baron Steuben while on duty be
fore Yorktown, perceiving himself
in danger from a shell thrown from
the enemv, threw himself sudden
ly into the trench ; general Wayne
in the jeopardy mid hurry of the
moment fell on him ; the baron,
turning his eyes, saw it was his
brigadier, “I always knew you
were brave Gen.” said he, “ but
I did not know you were so per
fect in every point of duty —you co
ver your Gen’s, retreat in the best
manner possible.”
At Purrvsburg, on Savannah Ri
ver, (says Thatcher’s Journal,) a
soldier named Fielding having been
detected in frequent attempts to
desert, was tried and sentenced to
be hanged. Gen. Lincoln ordeicd
the execution. The rope broke ;
a second was procured, which broke
also. The case was reported to the
General for directions. “ Let him
run,” said the General, “ I thought
be looked like a scape-gallows.”
tc No man,” said a weak-headed
barrister, u should be admitted to
the bar, who has not an indepen
dent landed property.” “ May 1
ask, sir,” sard Mr. Curran, “ how
many acres make a wise-acr r.”
Mhilsttlie commissioners to sot tic
the boundary between North Carolina
and Virginia were, many years ago, ex
ecuting their dulies, they called lor
refresh incut at a house which was near
the line, and had been always consid
ered as included within die limits ot
North Carolina, ‘/’lie error had been
discovered, and the result - was now,
for die lii st time, communicated to the
good old lady of the house. “ La,
gentlemen,” said the sapient dame,
“ l‘m nation “lad, far I always heard
Carolina was a dreadful unhealthy
State.
Etymology extraordinary. — Hkko*
ink is perhaps as peculiar a word as
ai yiu our language. The first two
letters of i( are male, the first three !e
---male the first four a bravo man and die
v.hole word a brave woman. It rung
thus— he, her, hero, heroine.