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* QI&gUTX-. ’ 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.