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with trulli and sympathy into the beauty of By ron’s lines : •• Oh that the desert were my dwelling place With one fair spirit for my minister, That I might a!I forget the human race, And hating no one, love but only her. Ye elements, in whose enlivening stir I feel myself ennobled, can you not Accord me such a being ? Yes, I felt all this,” continued he, taking mv hand and speaking yet lower, “ but I asked not the question of the elements norof my own heart, for ’twere needless. I have found such a being, and you are the fair spirit I would have to minister to me through life.” I could hardly repress the low cry of joy which sprang from my heart to my lips ; yet l did so, and sat apparently calm at his side, whilst he continued siill more passionately” : “Yes, you dearest Florence are the fair spirit whom I would adore. Tell me, can you, will you he mine, and though the desert be not our dwell ing place, make with your love and smiles a par adise of my earthly habitation. Say Florence, dear one, will you be my wife ‘? ” 1 did not answer, I could not answer, but I leaned my face against his shoulder, and as his arm encircled me, he bent overme and whispered my answer; and we left that one favorite walk engaged ; wiih one hope, one love, one joy.— Everything was now forgotten but the certainty of his loving me, and my having promised to be come his. When he is gone, (and sadly I write it he leaves soon) I will form some plan to make sufficient money in order that I may not be dependant on any one for my out-fit, and thus we will marry next summer. Now I can only think of my happiness. Tuesday, October, A fortnight has dragged on since his departure, and I have wondered to my self that I could have ever been so contented here without him. Jn one of the literary 7 papers which my uncle takes, is a notice of premiums to be awarded to successful competitors. *1 have de termined to become one. 1 have often written, and I may succeed. 1 have a good plan too for a story founded on an incident in the life of my grand father. So adieu my old friend for a while for I must bend all my energies on my Prize Story, as I will it to be ; and in doing that, and an swering Hugh’s letters, the time at my disposal will be entirely taken up. The prizes will be awarded in a month after the reception of the ar ticles sent. lam beginning to think Mrs. Dudley and Clare suspect my engagement to Hugh. December 28 th, Joy ! joy ! and now for the do. tails, to put in words of what my joy consists. — My uncle opened the mail bag, as usual, this morning, whilst we were at breakfast. There were two gentlemen present beside our family circle, one of them 1 believe Mrs. Dudley and Clare (l always couple them for they go together in their likes, &c.,) imagine I am ‘ setting my cap ’ for, a wealthy gentleman from a neighboring city, and who does me the favor of being exceedingly polite and attentive. Well revenous a nor, moutons my uncle laid two letters to my share of the pre cious bag, remarking as he did so “ one is from Philadelphia, the other from your correspondent south.” “ Why Miss Florence,” said Mrs. Dudley, “ is not this affair with my nephew brought to a con clusion yet ? I will begin to think their is some thing serious in it; though I thought from your very open manner of encouraging his attention it was solely for amusement. Do inform me pray, as his relation, if there is anything in reality in it. How the hot blood rushed to my temples, and I convulsively grasped the letters as I took them to place in my pocket. Yet my pride came to my assistance, and turning to her I said smilingly and scoffingly, to hurt her feelings, Your nephew! Ah! yes, your first supposition is correct, my flirt ation with him would only do for the country of course! ” The old creature seemed dreadfully nettled by iny answer, and I am only sorry that I made it. It seems like treason against my love to utter such a thing about him, even to pique her. My letters I opened when 1 entered my own chamber, which I hastened to do. The first I opened was from Hugh Dudley, breathing devoted love, and beg ging me to think better of his proposition, and let him come at once to claim me as his own. The other was from the Editor of the , and con tained a check for sl*so. My story had obtained the prize !! Now I can think as dear Hugh begs me. 1 will write him to-morrow, and tell him of my success, and that I will consider about his pe tition. I must not grant it at once, lam ashamed to let him see how much l love him. February, Oh God! how utterly miserable am I. And -you, old friend, that has been the record of ™yj°yi m y Short dream of happiness, be also the page upon which I chronicle my grief, my deep despair. I am calmer now, 1 did think I should have crazed under the blow, but God has borne me up. 1 had been expecting an answer to my last letter to Hugh : oh ! how anxi ously, for ’twas over the usual time, when one day my uncle sent for me, —“Florence,” he said, as I entered, “I have a package for you, sent under cover to me. lam afraid, from the letter which accompanies it, that it will prove a severe trial for you, but you must bear it as well as you can. I also consider that you brought it on yourself. Hugh Dudley has written me that you and him self were engaged, solemnly bound to each other towed the ensuing summer: and that from your own speech, made in public in the presence of a friend of his, from whom he received information, he now releases you from chains, that must be gal ling from so unprovoked, so cruel a speech.’ 1 felt like throwing myself at my uncle’s feet, and begging him to plead forme, with Hugh, in my great misery : but at this moment I looked up and saw standing at the door, Mrs. Dudley, who was peering on me with such a smile ot malicious triumph, that crushing back my real feeling with my all conquering pride, I said lightly, though it seemed my heart was weeping blood the win e . “Do not trouble yourself, uncle, about my not. oe ing able to bear it. Inform Col. Dudley, for it is not necessary for tne to write, that I accept any release with thanks.” How I left the room) or reached my own, I know not. I have a dim re collection of laughing as I received the package, and of hearing as an echo from Mrs Dudlev, of “ heartless flirt.” I locked myself in and opened the bundle. My o*vn letters dropped out, undone from hwi ; 1 put it here, that with the record of my wilful error, its punishment may also be seen. Miss De Lacy, 1 return you your letters, and your vows of love; when the substance is not possessed, liow worthless the shadow. 1 scorn myself for having loved one who could so wantonly trifle with the heart which so fondly trusted. May you be hap py, and be more careful of the next heart you may witch to love you. At least, never say of him, in the presence of his friends—“He will do well enough for a country flirtation.” With the hope that you may be happy, I remain Hugh Dudley. I determined he should not know that his break ing our engagement troubled me, even though 1 died : because, he believed so quickly, so readily, an assertion against me: did not ask me first, “ was it so ? ” but acted on the information. Had he asked me, then would I have thrown myself on his love for forgiveness. 1 bathed mv eves till no traces of tears were visible, and descend ed into the drawing room. I played, sang, I was in my wildest spirits. I kept up ibis face for weeks, till 1 thought my mind must give way, when receiving a letter from an old lady, cousin of rnv mother’s, begging me to come and reside with her. I accepted at once, determined to hide forever from the of those whose triumph was built on the ruins of my happiness. Oh ! II ugh, could you have known how deeply I have repented of that speech, wrung from my wound ed pride, even yon would have forviven me, and loved me still; but you never, never loved me as I have loved you. But’tis all past, mv dream of bliss is ended ; and I now walk sadly my allotted time on earth, a sorrower, a sojourner in a vale of tears. Here ended that journal, and Cora Norton sntat first meditating, with her head still leaning on her arm. Turning at last toiler aunt who was do zing across the room, she asked, “ What has become of Col. Dudley aunt Mary ?” “Ech! What! exclaimed the old lady, and then being roused, she took her.knitting fiiom the floor, which had slipped from her lap, and re ceived her specs, from Cora who repeated her in quiry : “He is now,” said aunt Mary, gaping and rub bing her eyes, the husband of Clare Alton, and lives in his far distant home. ’Tis said that the match was made up by his aunt, and that Clare makes an excellent housekeeper, and raises more chickens and turkies than any lady in the neigh borhood. She has even finished a bed quilt with ten thousand patches, in fact, she’s a model house wife ; she and her husband get along very politely, and as I have heard say “ They live together as most people do, Suffering each other’s foibles, by accord And not. exactly either one or two.” And this is the end. And now Cora, love, ’tis time for bed. Need 1 * point a moral’ to the jour nal you have read ? Ah, no, well when that lit tle, rattling tongue of yours seems disposed to laugh, and aaj Hippant tiling* about VOUf lovet’S, think of my girl-friend Florence, and proftH by her dear bought experience. Come love, let us to bed.” Colonel’s island, Nov. 1549. Baths In India.—A peculiar kind of bath is used in the East Indies. An attendant stretches the bather upon a table, pours over him warm water, and begins afterwards, with admirable skill to press and -to bend his whole body. All the limbs are extended, and the joints made to crack. Alter lie has done with one side he goes on with the other —now kneels upon the bather— now takes hold of his shoulders —now applies gen tle blows to the fleshy and muscular parts. After this he takes a cloth of hair and rubs the whole body—removes the hard skin from the feet with pumice stone, anoints the bather with soap and perfumes, and finishes bv shaving and cutting his hair. This treatment lasts about three quar ters of an hour, and produces the greatest refresh ment. An agreeable feeling pervades the whole body, and ends with a sweet slumber of several hours.— Mason . The following verdict was given by an eastern coroner’s jury : “ We firmly believe that the de ceased came to his death by falling from the top of the mainmast to the bulwarks—fell overboard and was drowned; washed ashore and frozen to death—and then carried to the watchouse and eaten by the rats.” AN OLD KING OF FRANCE . Th e description of the life of King Clotaire, by M. A. Thierry, may be taken as a type ot the lives of French Kings in the sixth century: Clo taire generally resided at his villa at Braine, near Soissons. This was a large building, surrounded with Roman porticos. Around the aparments of Clotaire, were the rooms of the others ol his household, and of his chief officers of state. In a secret apartment of the \ ilia, where a number of cottages, inhabited by numerous families, who exercised various trades; among which were goldsmiths, armorers, weavers, curriers, embroi derers in silk and in gold, &c. Farms, stables, sheepfolds and barns, completed the royal vil lage. At- this Villa Clotaire transacted a great portion of his state business, and likewise gave large festivals, at which wild boars, deer, &c., were served at table whole ; while casks with the heads knocked out, occupied the four corners of the banqueting hall. The king amused himself and his officers in exercises of arms, in hunting, fishing, &c. Clotaire, according to the custom of his contemporary Kings, had many wives, but only one had the title of Queen. Among his wives was a young female of low birth, named Ingande. One day she said to him, “You, my master have raised me to the high position I now occupy ; complete your kindness, and deign to procure for my sister a brave and rich husband, so that I may not feel humiliated on account of her humble condition.” Her sister named Aregande, was a workwoman on one of the roval domains. Clotaire went to her, and finding her very beau tiful married her, “ 1 have sought a wise and rich husband for your sister, and I have not been able to find a better than myself.” Ingande humbly replied, “My master, it is right for 3 T ou to do what you deem best but I know that I shall not have the misfortune to lose your favor.” This trait shows the miserable condition of women amorm the barbarous Franks. O Antiquity of Umbrellas —Umbrellas and para sols, be it remefnbered, are as old as the sun and rain. Though of modern introduction in this countrv, they were well known in the olden time. In the East the umbrella has been used from time immemorial, though chiefly by the great, and proud is the Oriental despot who can style himself “ Brolheyif the Sun and Moon, and Lord of the Umbrella*” Assyrian Monarchs stood beneath its shade whilst receiving homage from their van quished foes and Lyeian Princess sat under such shelter while directing the siege of a hostile city, as the reliefs recently brought from the ruins of Nine vah, and the coasts of Lycia, and now in the Brit ish ministry satisfactorily attest. The proudest trophy of the Galic wars in Africa was the umbrel la of Abd-el Kader, fill he himself shared its fate, though lie was soon avenged bv bis victor being compelled to abandon his in a far more ignoble manner. Umbrellas preserved the complexion ot’ the “ fair cheeked ” Helen, and sheltered many a fair one of Greece and Rome from Phoebus’ gaze, as we learn from ancient vases, bas-reliefs and paintings. They were borne by the men as well as the maids of Athens, in the days ot Pericles.— In a tomb atChiusi we have proof that they were used in Eturia also. Yet though an umbrella often shaded the rich cheek of Cleopatra, and softened the glow of Aspasia’s charms —In London, in the centre of modern civilization, not a century since, Jonas Hanway was ridiculed for carrying one through the streets. Thr Musquitoes ix California.— l read a great deal in the papers about the musquitoes on the San Juan, and the king of the Musquitoes, and how John Bull is trying to turn these musquitoes against us. We know of no place where they employ them to any advantage save in California, and that happened in this wise : A rogue had sto len a bag of gold from a digger on the San Joa quin, and hid it. Nothing could induce him to tell where he had secreted the treasure. We sen tenced him to one hundred lashes and then offered to let him off with thirty, provided he would tell what he had done with die gold, but lie refused. We inflicted the thirty lashes, and he was still as stubborn as a mule. We then stripped him na ked and tied him to a tree. The musquitoes went at him, and in less than three hours he was cov ered with blood, and in the most excruciating tor ment cried out, “Untie me, untie me, and I will tell ! ” “ Tell first,” was the reply. So he told us where the gold was. Some of us with whisps, kept off the musquitoes, while others went as di rected by the culprit and recovered the gold. We J, then untied him, washed him all over with cold water, and put on his clothes. His only remark was, “If h—ll is worse than that, I should like to , know it.” Now, if you can make as much out of , yuur mosquilons on the San Juan, then go ahead. North American . The Albany boat had just arrived, and the lan ding was as usual crowded with cabmen, porters, loafers, &c. When the passengers commenced landing a colroed porter stepped to a country looking chap, sa}riug— “Carry your baggage sir?” “ No 1 rather guess not,” was the reply. “ Shan’t I carry your baggage ?” The porter looked at him for a minute, and very cooly stooped down and taking hold of his toot, smd with an air of astonishment— Why, masse, that s one ot your feet ain’t it? Hang me if I didn t think it was a leather trunk !” mmmmmwm a gami. THE MECHANIC’S SONG. EY BFN'J. FRANKLIN. All jovial Mechanics come join in my song, And iet the brisk chorus go bounding along; Though some may be poor, and some rich there may be, Yet all are contented, and happy, and free. Ye Tailors! of ancient and noble renown, Who clothe all the people in country and town. Remember that Adam, your father and head, Though the lord of the world was a Tailor by trade. Ye Masons! who work in stone, mortar and bricks, And lay the foundation, deep, solid and thick. Though hard be your labor, yet lasting your fame, Both Egypt and China your wonders proclaim. Ye Smiths! who forge tools for all trades here below, You’ve nothing to fear while you strike and you blow, All things you may conquer, so hajTpy your lot, As you're careful to strike while your iron is hot . Ye Cabinet Makers! brave workers in wood, As you work for the ladies j our work must be good, And Joiners and Carpenters, far off and near, Stick close to your trades, and you’ve nothing to fear. Ye Hatters! who oft with hands not very fair, Fix Hals on the blocks for blockheads to wear, Though charily covers a sin now and then, You cover the heads and the sins of all men. Ye Carders, and Weavers, and Spinners attend, And take the advice of “ Poor Richard ” your friend, Stick close to your looms, and your wheel, and your card. And you never need fear of the times being hard. Ye Printers who give us our learning and news. And impartially print for Turks, Christians and Jews, Let your favorite toast ever sound in the streets, “ The freedom of Press and a volume in sheets.” Ye Coopers who rattle with driver and adz, And lecture each day upon hoops and on heads, The famous old ballad of “ love in a tub,” Y r ou may sing to the tune of “rub a dub dub.” Ye Shipbuilders, Riggers and Makers of sails,- Already the fame of your labor prevails, And still you shall see o'er the proud swelling tide, The ships of our nation triumphantly ride. Each tradesman turn out with lfs toolin his hand, To cherish the arts and keep peace through the land, Each Prentice and Journeyman join in my song, And let the brisk chorus go bounding along, AFIUEND OF Tll E FAMILY. SAVANNAH, THURSDAY. DKC. 6. 1840. TO CORRESPONDENTS. The Wife's Reward is accepted, and many thanks to the fair writer, E. G. N. will receive an an ever in due course of mail. co N CERT. A Grand Sacred Concert will be given at the Catholic Church, this Evening, under the direction of Mr. Guilinette, assisted by a large number of Amateurs. The pieces selected for the occasion is from the most sublime music written. BALLOON ASCENSION. Mon. Victor Verdelle proposes giving a Balloon Ascension on Monday afternoon, at 4 o’clock from the lot corner of Lib erty and Montgomery streets, known as Sturdevant’s carpen ter shop. THE CHEROKEE Arrived on Saturday evening from New York, bringing 8"* cabin and 35 steerage passengers. This we understand is her last trip to this port, as she has been sold to the California Line for $200,000. We, in common with the community generally, regret her loss, but we do not blame her owners for making a good bargain for their property when the occasionjot fered. The true policy of our citizens is to own the new line entire, or at least a sufficient quantity of the stock to con trol its operations. A FLOATING DOCK. Thousands of dollars has been lost to the city of Savannah for the want of a floating dock, and thousands more would have been made by her mechanics in the past three years it it had been in operation. Its cost will be but SIO,OOO, and it will yield from 33 to 100 per cent proffit, so says a competent mechanic of our city who has been urging its construction for the past twelve months, besides the employment it will give to Ship Carpenters, Jolliers, Blacksmiths and Machinists and the money thus diffused in the community. The Dijfusian of Odors. —Odors are capable of a ver ? wide diffusion A single grain of musk has been know to perfume a large room for the space of twenty years. Consider how often during that time the air of the apartment must have been renewed, and have become charged with fresh oder. At the lowest computation the musk had been subdivided into 320 quadrillions erf particles, each of them capable of affec ting the olfactory organs. The vast diffusion of odorous effio’ via may be conceived from the fact that a lump of assafcediW* exposed to the open air, lost only a grain in seven weeks. Id since dogs hunt by scent alone, the effluvia emitted from the several species of animals and from different individuals of the same race, must be essentially distinct. The vapor of p*’ tilence conveys itc poison in a still more subtle and attenuated form. The seeds of contagion are known to lurk for years i° various absorbent substances, which scatter death on expose to the air. Camomile. —A few roots of this plant should have a plac f: every garden. Not only are its medical qualities valuable, its presence among vegetables is supposed to be an J^ l? protection against many diseases to which they are subject-"” It should be transplanted into warm and rich soil, early spring, and bo assisted and uring its early development with I pious manuring and frequent pressure. When plants the season exhibit symptoms of decay or general debility’ planting of a small root of camomile in their vicinage )s | quently the most speedy and efficacious remedy that ca applied. The odor or aroma diffused by this pl nt 19 known to be highly repellent to many kinds of alig® r ° u sects among those species of plants and vegetables * u^e^ lUO jt such enemies, will protect them more effectually jarl any other agent known, and at comparatively small cs\