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The number of insertions to be marked, or they will be published till forbid mild char ged accordingly. IV. CommuniCalions, Ric. by mail, must be post paid—otherwise they will not meet with attention. TII E GARLAND. -"With sweetest flowers enriched, From various gardens eull'd with care." FROM TIIE ar:rr vsnuna WREATH TEEM PYRAMID. MYsv_ntous trophy of man's power and might ! Now standing 'midst the dal:lmes:3 like the light Of former times, when thy gigantic frame, A lasting monument to Egypt's name, Was first erected in that land of lore Which, science' beacon, shone from Afric's shore. Still do we see thee yet remain, e'en when 'Twas but tradition, not th' historic' pen, That was the hide that led Herodotus Who wrote of thee, whose history tows Seems fabulous through use, and wants the merit, Which thou proclaim st it ought to inherit. Mutation's stamp on all things we can see, But strange, its impress is not left on thee, Thou art the same 'though age o'er age bath Unchanged still, though time itself is old. Worlds that had run their courses, and career'd Above like suns, have worn out, disappear'd, Alia stars that at creation had been tired, And hung on high, have wasted and expied. Our earth is not the saute that it once was, When by the fiat of the Great First Cause, The womb ofChtios did its form disclose, And when frum nothing it to being rove. Time's more just damned upon it as it ran Its coarse with youthful vigor, when for man Its disobedient lord, the heavy storm Of Heaven's dire anger, blighted its fair form. Since then each passing century in its range, Upon it stamps its own peculiar change. 110 w many thousand forms of breathing clay, Have acted, moved on it,Ahrough life's short day, And then have quickly vanish'd, though scarce seen, Like shadows gone, as though they uc'cr had been. Nations have risen like the swelling sea. But like its tumults soon have ccas'd to be, 'I" oblivion carried by time's rising tide, - With all their grandeur, pomp, and boisrrous pride. Where are the boasted dwellers in thy land, Men who were wont, aCeustoin'd to command, Heroes who fought, and warriors who bled, Mortals who were a scourge, a heeded dread; Or Alkyre are they who in the march of fame, Acquired and handed. down a titled name, Or limy who by chance conquest, one short hour Of rule obtain'd; of which ephem'ial power 4 : Another mightier pCKfil!tiaino lie iu his turn bow'd to another's will. Where is the race of Pharaoh, who the God Of Israel defied, till by his rod Of iron they were conquer'd? Where is he, The stern oppressor, from whose tyranny The sens'of Israel were compelled to To seek repose beneath a distant sky? Where arc thy nobles, priests, and men of state, Thy magi who disclosed the womb of fate, Things doing impiously, whose knowledge heav'n Wisely decreed to man should not be giv'n? NVliere are those beauties which the sculptor form From the rude block; the canvass once adorn'd' With life wiihooLits action, and where are Those palaces an temples which from far Brought the admiring stranger to thy clime? All—all have sunk beneath the hand of time! Now scarce a relic consecrates the ground, Or tells where once art's trophies could be found! The Roman empire rose but to decay, And Grecian glory blazed to fade away, Their suns ascendant Once. in dazzling light. Robb'd of their rays, have set in endless night. "The oliiitress of the world" has lung become The, slave, and where once sat imperial Rome Receiving nation's homage, throning kings, Bestowing crowns, like gifts of common things, Whose will was law acknowledged o'er the world Where her victorious standards were unfurrd: No vestige of that power we see remain To tell us what she was, or to explain The deep enigma of a nation's call To such is height of rule, so low to fall. Her conq'ring armies even at whose tread, Invaded realms trembled, quaked with dread, • . Whose feet the frozen Scythia, Afric's sand Had pressed' and of whose triumphs trophies stand E'en yet, rest with their vanquish'd foes unknown, Whilst o'er their meneries Lethc long has flown'. The beauteous halo which 'so soft, so bright; Once hearn'd around Athence's lofty height, Has paled and wasted, whilst Egyptian gloom Has settled on Minerva's city's tomb. The loud acclaim of vict'ry, triumph's song, To captive Judah now no more belong, Her sweet-toned harps unto:l6,l'd, unstrung, arc still, Jerusalem's no more on Zion's hill: Where once the sacred—holy temple rose, Which for a dwelling place on earth Jehovah chose, Which was the nation's pride, and hope, and trust, Bat which the heathen levelled with the dust, The Paynim crescent's impiously rise, And ,bluod-staiu'd daringly salute the skies. All things - have chang'd, the world is not the same, As when from Heav'n the mighty mandate came, Which brought it into being, much more then, Exposed to change must be the works of seen. But still thou standest, and thou firm Mist stood, Though ages have swept by their heavy flood, They passing have but left upon thy side, The moss-grown marks of their far-flowing tide. 'Who will unveil to us thy mystery? Or who narrate thy wondrous history? Were they the laborers in the "brick and tile" Who raised thy gloomy, dark, unearthly pile? Why west thou built? Was it that thou inighst hold In thy dark dungeons hidden well, the gold Of avdriciops ropily? A grave, A charnel-home perhaps, where kings might save Their princely dust from mingling with the earth,. Too proud t' return it whence it took its birth. How empty, futile, are our reasonings? 'How worthless, useless, our conjecturings? In vain we strive to penetrate the cloud Of doubt that ever must thee closely shroud. But why ought we-to-wonder that we - know So little of thee, e'en when none could throw More light upon thee, in the days of Homer, Whom we account a visionary roamer; His story might perhaps have once been true, But truth so old, might truly be worn through. What mighty events have transpired beside Around thee! Did there not a whisper glide Once stealingly in angels language by, Announcing 'ManuePs nativity? A thick and pitchy darkness did surround Thee once when awful thunders shook the ground, 'When we are told that rocks did split, that dead Men rose. Why wert thou not to fragments shred? We too will die, as have our fathers done, And generations more their courses run, • Spring, summer, autumn, winter come and go, And still the world successive changes know, But yet thou% stand in majesty sublime, The landmark 'twixt eternity and time. And when at last the king of day shall rise, T' illume but once again his native skies, Then sink to rise no more, his parting my. Shall linger on, and round thy summit play. EUDOIL AN AMUSING TREAT. [NO. I.] JAPHET, IN SEARCH OF A FATICCIL Trrosc who may be pleased to honour these pages with a perusal, will not be de tained with a - long history of my birth, pa. tentage, and education. The very tiltle implies that at this period of my memoirs I was ignorant of the two first ; and it will be necessary for the due dovelopement of my narrative, that I allow you to remain in the mine ctate of bliss; for in the perusal of a novel, as well as in the pilgrimage of life, ignorance of the future may truly be crawl tiered as the greatest source of happiness. The little that was known at this time I will, however, narrate as concisely, and as cor rectly, no I am able. It was on the night —I really forget the date, and must rise from my chair, look for a key, open a closet, and then open an iron safe to hunt over a pile of papers—it will detain you too long-- it will be sufficient to say that it was on a night--but whether the night was dark or ni unlit, or rainy or foggy, or cloudy or fine, or starlight, I really cannot tell ; but at is of no very great -consequence. Well, it was on a night about the hour---there again ['in puzzled, it might have been ten,or ele ven, or t welve, or between any of these Mors; nay, it might have been past midnight, and tier advancing to the morning, for what I know to the Contrary. The reader must excuse an infant of—:.—there again I am at a nonplus; but we will assume of some discs old—if, when wrappcd up in flannel and in a covered basket, and, moreover, fist asleep at the time, he does not exactly observe the state of the weather, and the time by the church clock. I never before was aware of the g reat importance of dates in telling a tom but it is now too late to recover these facts, which have been swept away into obli vion by the broad wing of Time. I must therefore just tell the little I do know, trust ing to the reader's good nature,and to blanks. It is as follows: that at the hour--of the night the state of the weather being also --I, an infinit of a certain age--Wras suspended by sons-body or somebodies-- at the knocker of the Foundling Hosoital. Having made me fast, the said somebody or somebodies rang a peal upon the bell, whicli made the old porter start up in so great a hurry, that with the back of his hand he hit his better half a blow on the nose, occasion , trig a gm.i. aufrusiun or blood nulls that or gan, and a still greater pouring forth of in vectives from the organ immediately be low it. All this having been effected by the said peal on the bell, the said somebody or some bodies did incontinenCy take to their heels, and disappear long before the old porter could pull his legs through his nether garments and obey the rude summons. At last the old man swang open the gate, and the bas ket swan , * across his nose; he went in. again for a knife and cut me down, for it was cruel to hang a baby of a few days old; carried me into the lodge, lighted a candle, and opened the basket. Thus did I metaphorically first come to light. When he opened the basket I opened my eyes, and although I did not observe it, the old woman was standing at the table in very light attire, sponging her nose over a basin. "Verily, a pretty babe with black eyes!" exclaimed the old man, in a tremulous voice. "Black eyes, indeed," muttered the old woman. "I shall have two to•morrow." "Beautiful black oyes indeed !" continued the old man. "Terrible black eyes, for sartnin," con tinued the old woman, as she sponged away. - "Poor thing, it must be cold," murmured the old porter. "Warrant I catch my death a•cold," mut tered the wife. " "But, dear me, here's a paper !" exclaim ed the old man. "Vinegar and brown paper," echoed the woman. "Addressed to the governors of the hospi tal," continued the porter. "Apply to the dispenser of the hospital," continued his wife. "And sealed," said he. "Get it healed," said she. "The linen is good; it must be the child of no poor people. %V ho knows ?—solilo quised the old man. "My poor nose !" exclaimed the old wo man. "I must take it to the nurses, and the let ter I will give to-morrow," said the old por ter, winding up his portion of this double soliloquy, and tottering away with' the bas ket and your humble servant across the court-yard. "There it will do now," said the old wife, wiping her face on a towel, and regaining her bed, in which she was soon joined by her husband, and they finished their nap without any further interruption during that night. The next morning I was . reported and examined, and the letter addressed to the governors was opened 'and read. - It was laconic, but still, as most things laconic are, very much to the point. "This child was born in wedlock—he is to be named Japhet. When circumstances permit, he will be reclaimed.". But there was a postscript, by Abraham Newland, Esq., promising to pay the bearer on demand the sum of fifty pounds. In plain er terms, there was a bank note to that a. mount enclosed in the leiter. As in general, the parties who suspended children in has- 27 R013.E.W2 =ISM 1413D1DVETON, EDITOR, PIZBIZEIZZIR AND PROPRIETOR. "I WISH NO OTHER HERALD, NO OTHER !WEARER OF NY LIVING ACTIONS, TO KEEP HINE HONOR FROM CORRETTION."-SHAMS. eanefeleaannace., Qyztaorboaz, c2C4c 3 aP2l a. anis. kets, have long.beforo suspended cash pay ments, or, at all events, forget to suspend them on the baskets, my arrival created no little noise, to which 1 added my share, until I obtained a share of the breast of a young woman, who, like Charily, suckled two or three babies at one time. We have preparatory schools, all over the kingdom; for young gentlemen, from three to five years of ;clue, under ladies, and I from four to seven, under e. either, or both sexes, as it may happen; but the most pre.; paratory of all preparatory schools, is cer tainly the Foundling Hospital; which takes in its pupils, if they are sent, from one to three days old, or - even hours, litho parents are in such extreme anxiety about their ed., ucation. Here "it commences with their weaning, • when they are instructed in the mystery of devouring pap; next they are tauglit to walk—and as soon as they can walk—to sit still ; to talk—and as soon as they can talk—to hold their tongues ; thus are they instructed and passed on from one part of the establishment to another, until they finally are passed out of its gates, to get on in the world, with the advantage of some education, and the still further advan tage of having no father or mother to pro vide for, or relatives to_ pester them with their necessities. It was so, with me: I ar rived at the age of fourteen, and notwith standing the promise contained in the letter, it appeared that circumstances did not per mit of my being reclaimed. But I had a great advantage over the other inmates of the hospital; the fifty pounds sent with me was not added to the funds of the ewablisli merit, but generously. employed for my ben efit by the governors, who were pleased with my .conduct, and thought highly of my abilities: • Instead of being bound 'pren tice to a cordwainer, or some other mechan ic, by the influence of the governors, added to the fitly pounds and interest, as-a premi um, I was taken by an apothecary, who engaged to bring me up to the profession: And now, that I am out of the Foundling, we must not travel quite so fast. - The practitioner who thus took me.by the hand was a Mr. Phineas Cophagus, whose shop was most conveniently situated for business, one side of the shop looking upon Smithfield Market, the other present. ing a surface of glass to the principal street leading out of the same market. It was • a corner house, but not in a corner. On each side of the shop were two gin establisb -111"IN pod next to them wore twpin io. houses and two eating-houses, frequented by graziers, butehers, and drovers. Did the men drink so much as to quarrel in their cups, who was so handy to plaster - up the broken heads as Mr. Cophagus 7 Did a flit grazier eat himself into an apoplexy, how very convenient was the ready lancet of Mr. Cophagus. Did a bull gore a man, Mr. Cophagus appeared with his diachylon and lint. Did an ox frighten a lady, it was in the back parlour of Mr. Cophngus that she was recovered from her syncope. Market days Were a sure market to'my master; and Wan overdriven beast knocked down others, it only helped to set him on his legs. Our windows suffered occasionally; but whether it was broken heads, or broken limbs, or broken windows, they were well paid for. Every one suffered but Mr. Phineas Copha gus, who never suffered a patient to escape him. The shop had the usual allowance .of green, yellow, and blue bottles; and in • hot weather, from our vicinity, we were visited by no small proportion of blue-bottle flies. We had a white horse in one win dow, and a brown horse in the other, to an nounce to the drovers that we supplied horse medicines. And we had all the patent med. icines in the known world, oven to the "all sufficient medicine for mankind" of Mr. Enouy ;- having which, I wondered, on my first arrival, why we troubled ourselves a bout any others. The shop was large, and at the back part there was a most capacious iron mortar, with a pestle to correspond. The first floor was tenanted by Mr. Copha gus, who was a bachelor, the second floor was let ; the others were appropriated to the housekeeper, and to those who formed the establishment. In this well-situated tene ment, Mr. Cophagus got on swimmingly. I will therefore, for the present, sink the shop, that my master may rise in - the esti mation of the reader; when - I describe his person and his qualifications. Mr. Phineas Cophagus might have been about forty five years of age when I first had the honour of an introduction to him in the receiving room of the Foundling Hospi tal. He was of the middle height, his face was thin, his nose very much hooked, his eyes small and peering, with a good-hu moured twinkle in them, his mouth large, and drawn down at one corner. Ho was stout in his body, and carried a considera ble protuberance before him, which he was in the habit of patting with his loft hand very complacently; but although stout in his body, his legs were mere spindles, so that, in his appearance; he reminded you of some bird of the crane genus., Indeed I may say, that his whole figure gave you just such an appearance as an orange might do, had it taken to itself a couple of pieces of tobacco pipes as vehicles of locomotion. He was dressed in a black coat and waist coat, white cravat and high collar to his shirt, blue cotton-net pantaloons and Hessian boots, both fitting co tight, that it appeared as if he was proud of his spindle shanks. His hat• was broad-brimmed and low, and he carried a stout black cane with a gold top in his right hand, almost always raising the gold top to his nose when he spoke, just as we see doctors represented at a consult a tion in the caricature prints. But if his figure was strange, his language and man ners were still more so. He spoke, as some birds fly, in jerks, intermixing his words, for he never completed a whole sentence, with um—um—and ending it with "soon," leaving his hearers to supply the context from the heads of his discourse. Almost always in motion, he generally changed his position as soon as ho had finished speak ing, walking to any other part of the room, with his cane to his nose, and his head cock ed on one side, with a self-sufficient tiptoe gait. When I was ushered into his pre- sence, he was standing with two of the goy ernors. "This is the lad," said one of them, "his name is Japhet." "Japhet," replied Mr. Cophngus; "urn, scriptural—Shem, Ham, um—and so on. Boy reads?" "Very well, and writes a very good hand. He is a very good boy, Mr. Cophagus." and so on. Bring him up—rudiments—spatula—write labels--•um—•-M. D. one of these days— make a man of him—and so on," said this s►range personage, walking round and round inn with his cane to his nose, and scruttniz• ing my person with his twinkling eyes. I was dismissed after this examination and approval, and the next day, dressed in a plain suit of clothes, was delivered by the porter at the shop of Mr. Minces Cophagus, who was not at home when I arrived. A tall, fresh coloured, but hectic looking young man, stood behind the counter, making up prescriptions, and a dirty lad, about thirteen years old, was standing near with his basket to deliver the medicines to the several ad. dresses, as soon as they were ready. The young man behind the counter, whose name was Brookes, was within eighteen months of serving his time, when his friends intend ed to establish him on his own account, and this was the reason whiCh induced Mr. Co phagus to take me, that I might learn the business, and supply his place when he left. Mr. Brooks was a very quiet, amiable per. son, kind to me and the other boy who car ried out the medicines, and who had been taken by Mr. Cophagus for his food and raiment. The porter fold Mr. breoki who was, and left me. "Do you think that you will like to be an apothecary?" said M r. Brooks to me, with a benevolent smile. "Yes; I do not see why I should not," re. plied I. "Stop a moment," said the lad - who was .17isitirya. w ith 0, 0 1 3 , 9 1‘ 0 .1. uoinngu;«hJs Qt me, "you havn't got . through your rudi mans vet." "Hold your tongue, Timothy," said Mr. Brooks. "That you are not very fond of the rudiments, as Mr. Cophagus calls them, is very clear. Now walk off' as fast as you can with these medicines, sir- , --14, Spring Street; 16, Cleaver Street, as before; and then to John Street, 55, Mrs. Smith's. Do you understand ?" "To be sure I do—can't I read I reads all the directions, and all your Latin stuff into the bargain—all your summen dusses, horez, diez, cockly hairy: I mean to set up for myself ono of theSti days." "I'll knock you down ono of these days, Mr. Timothy, ifyou stay so long as you do, looking at the print shops; that you may de pend upon." "I keep up all my learning that way," re plied Timothy, walking off with his load, turning his head round and laughing at me, as ho quitted the shop. Mr. Brookes smil ed, but said nothing. As Timothy went out, in came Nfr. Co phagus. "Heh! Japhet. I see," said he, putting up his cane, "nothing to do—bad-- must work—urn—and so on. Mr. Brookes —boy learn rudiments—good—and-so on." Hereupon Mr. Cophagus took his cane from his nose, pointed to the large iron mortar, and then walked away into the back parlour. Mr. Brookes understood his master, if I did not. He wiped out the mortar, threw in some drugs, and, showing me how to use the postal, left me to my work. In half an hour I discovered why it was that Timothy had such an objection to what Mr. Cophagus facetiously termed the rudiments of the pro. fession. It was dreadful hard . work for a boy; the perspiration ran down me in streams, and 1 could, hardly lift -my arms. -When Mr, Cophagus passed through the shop and looked at me, as I continued to thump away with the heavy iron pestle, "Good,"—said he, "by and D.—and so on." I thought it was a very rough road to such preferment, and rstopped to take a little breath. "By the by—Japhet—Christiai. name—and so on—sirname—hehr "M r. Cophagus wishes to know your oth er name," said Mr. Brookes, interpreting. I have omitted to acquaint the reader that . sirnames as well as Christam names are always given to the children at th? Foundling, and in consequence of the bank note found in my basket,[ had been named at. ter the celebrated personage whose signature it bore. "Newland is my other name, sir," replied I. "Newland—held—very good name--ev. ery body likes to see that name—and have plenty of them in his pockets too—um— very comfortable—and so on," replied Mr. Cophagus, leaving the shop. I resumed my thnmping occupation, when Timothy returned with his empty basket. He laughed when he saw me at work. "Well, how do you like the rudimans?—and so on---hoh I" said he, mimicking Mr., Co. phagus. "Not overmuch," replied I, wiping my fem. "That was my job before you cam. I have boon more than a year, and never havo got out of those rudimans yet, and I suppose I never shall." Mr. Brookes, perceiving that I was tired, desired me to leave off, an order which I gladly obeyed, and I took my scat in a cor gi nor of the shop. "There," said Timothy, laying down his basket; "no more work for me, hnty pram. dium, is there, Mr. Brookes 7" "No, Tina; but post prandiutn, you'll post again." Dinner being ready, and Mr. Cophngus having returned, he and Mr. Brookes went into the back parlour, leaving Timothy end me in the shop to announce customers. And I shall take this opportunity of introducing Mr. Timothy more particularly, as he will play a very conspicuous part in this narra tive. Timothy was short in stature for his ace, but very strongly. built. Ho .had an oval face, with a very dark complexion, grey eyes flashing from under their long eyelash- es, and eyebrows nearly meeting each alter. He was marked with the small pox, nut so much as to disfigure him,'but still it was very perceptible when near to him. His countenance was always lighted up with merriment; there was such a happy, devil. may.care expression in his face that you . liked him the first minute that you were in his company, and I was intimate with bun immediately. “1 say, Jo phat,” said he, "where did you come from ?" "The Foundling," replied I. "Then .you have no friends or relations." "If I have, I do not know where to find them, " replied I, very gravely. "Pooh! don't be grave upon it. I hav'n't any either. I was brought up by the per ish, in the workhouse. I wasfound at the door of a gentleman's house, who sent me to the overseers was about it year old then. They call me a foundling, but I don't care what . they call, me, so long as they don't call me too late for dinner. Father and mother, whoever they wore, when they run away from me, didn't run away with my appetite. 1 wonder how long master means to play with his knife and fork. As for Mr:Brookes, what he cats wouldn't phy sic a Snipe. What's your other name, in phet ?" "Newland." "Newland—now you shall have mine in exchange. Timothy Oldmixon at your ser vice: They christened me after the work house pit mp,, which had 'Timothy Oldmixon reek' on , it; and the - u us good a Immo io di va me as any other; so I was christened after the pump-maker with some of the pump water. As soon as I was big enough, they employed me to pump ,all the water for the use of the workhouse. I ivorked at my papa, as' I called the pump, all day long. Few sons worked their father more, or disliked . him so much; and now,. Japhet, you see, from habit, I'm pumping you." "You'll soon pump dry, then, 'for I've very little to toll you," replied I; "but, tell mei what sort of a person is our master?" "He's just what you see him, never alters, hardly ever out of humour, and when he io, he is just as Odd as ever. Ile very often threatens me, but I have never had a blow yet, although Mr. Brookes has complained I once or twice." - - "But surely Mr. Brookes is not cross?" "No, he is a very good gentleman; but sometimes 1 carry on my rigs a little too far, I must say that.. For, as Mr. Brookes says, people may die for want of the metti cines, because I put down my basket to play. It's very true; but I can't give up 'peg in the ring' on that account. But then I only got a box of the ear twin Mr. Brookes, and that goes for nothing. Mr. Cophagus shakes his stick, and says, 'Bad boy—big stick- r -•uni—wont forget—next time—and so .on,'" continued Timothy, laughing; "and it is so on, to the end of the chapter." •"By this time Mr. Cophagus and his as sistant had finished their dinner, and came into the shop. The former looked at me, put his stick to his nose, "Little boys—al ways hungry—um—like good dinner—•roast beef—Yorkshire puddingand so on," and he pointed with the stick to the back parlour. Timothy and I understood him very well this time: we went into the parlour. when the housekeeper sat down with us and helped us.. She was a terrible cross, little, old wo man, but as honest as she was cross, which is all that I shall say in her favor. Timothy was no favorite, because he had such a good appetite, and it appeared that I was not very likely to stand well in her good opinion, for I also ate a great deal, and every extra mouthful I took I sank in her estimation, till I was nearly at the zero, where. Timothy had long been for the same offence; but Mr. Caphagus would not allow her to stint him, saying, "Little boys must eat—or won't grow—and so on." • [To DE CONTINUED.] VARIOUS ➢TATTERS. From tho Gettysburg , Wreath. LITERATURE—FEMALE GENIUS. THE distinguishing characteristic of civilized from savage life, is found in the consideration and respect in which FEMALES are hold. We profess to be an humble worshipper at licAory's shrine, and beim of ten bowed with awe and admiration at the altar. of Womma's intellect. It is true, there are too often to be found among the "Master-pieces of Creation" the empty, the silly, and the vain; but are there .no empty, silly, and vain specimens to bc found among the "Lords of Creation" too? When expanded and Cultivated intellect is united with eialted virtue, and this union of rare . and precious qualities combined in Woman, we have as near an approachto earthly per fection as is.perhaps,attainable. Ntine clan exerolse an . , [WHOLE NO. influence so all-pervading, yet's° n'oiselet,h446os"!!!": erful, yet so gentle—so beneficial, yet r unp f etipai-:; ing, as a virtue:sir, intefiigent, high-ioulerdribritaif Man, with all his self-confidence and pride; yields ' most unconsciously to this nnobtriiiiie sway; and fddd his happiness increased, as well ar his interests irtas7 netted, by so doing. Since,then,such is the case, it follows that Semliki.., may he no inefficient co-workers in the field ofLiters' attire, for the promotion of tho good ofniankiud. That Literary Journals, when properly conducted, view to this end, arc well calculated to proinete:ft, is now generally admitted. llere,then,is a verdant; flowery, and pleasant field for the lab Ors of ilia Viz male mind. In it, a Snoonrnew, a 'Stoottaitiitir;lt IforrcAlkto, and many other bright stars la 4 1 1 ; stellation of American Female genius, have alnsadjr: reaped rich and bountiful harvests; and the , avenues to it are as open to others as to them. Let.not int; fair country-women,then,be backward about catering` it. Though all may not reap the ibli,harvests, even, the scattered gleanings ore well worth picking up.-:- . ;_?';i l Foremost in almost every other field of befievolent Css;s:;•„''-: terprize, why should ihey be mere tookers-on in There is many aflower of rare fragrance and glaW-'• ing tints in the bowers of Literature, destined Wise', plucked only by Female bands—niany a pleat of bal . samio influence, in the gardens of Science, wboie uns' known virtues remain to bo developed by the magic divination of Woman's mind. We invite out-fair:- friends to wander -with us through these delightful gardens; or, when weary, to recline with us in healer delicious bowers : and„peradventnre, whilst twining" a "WREATH" to encircle the head,of Virtue, they may also weave a garland to adorn their own ,beatt:- teous brows.. Upwards of 40 years ago I knew a.mati who wilfully took 11 grains 'of arsenic `:ii warm tea, in order • to kill himself. lt took efiZmt immediately. Three physicians ex erted their skill to save him, but to•no pur-' pope, and said ho must dto. By their con sent, another person proposed onions, whichi were immediately applied to his stomach,:- arm pits, wrists, and tenderest parts of ihe body. Though he was much swelled, he' - ' immediately began to recover, and the next/_ day went to his work. It appeared like tr. .miracle to all who witnessed it: I itave,'. heard of onions being used for - the.bite of* rattlesnake; with good success,-by being' applied to the wound. ' _ _ The editor of the London Times Com . - ments upon, Mr t Calhoun's report on Exe cutive,patronage under the very erroneous . opinion that all our state officers, from the Governor down, are- paid by the President of the United States! A...r.nr.rpsinnntinnt ihek.Pariland Courie r gives the following definitions • of - some. ol f :' the names given by the I damns to. Ameri. can rivers and lakes: "Ocmulgee—hoi/ingi , bubling water. Wettsmykah, the name of.. the falls of the Chattahoochee, - rolling or' troubled waters. • Fallulah, the name ors ' fall where tlie water pours over a precipice of some hundred feet, awful terrible. •• - leghany, clear water. Ohio, most beduti: Al of rivers.—Canandagua, place of rest.. Schenectady, over the plain. Conneettedt, long river. Winntpiseogeei the smile o f , the Great Spirit." • CANAL FROM C0L113113/A. TO nnet.—We team from the Columbia Spy,. that a majori• . ty of the Commissioners appointed to receive subscriptions' of stock to the Susquehann Canal,are in favor of makingit a Ship Cancq.: TErmEssEE.--The Van Buren presB 13t Nashville is trying to get out 'a candidate in. opposition to Mr. Bell. So far tt , has been unsuccessful, as Van Buren, has hardly sup ,. porters enough in that district to "shoe fight." - The woman who dances the, rounds of . show and flummery--quizzes here and og gles there—=leaving her house tois3 domes ticated by, a servant—when she gets home and finds matters in an uprear—sits hersel( down under the weighty deelaration,-.—At haVe so much to do." Tun FLEAS. --The papers have annotto% ced sometime since the nativel of the won.? derful Fleas from England.- They' have just reached Baltimore for exhibition. The, Patriot says it is truly a curious exhibition! * The Ingenious and inventive gentleman whd exhibits them, has a flea harnessed 'to 'a miniature baggage wagon; another ton suf. ky, another to a dray—one to a gig; on• the seat of which sits another flea, tracking hid whip, not quite loud enough, however, to be heard. He has an omnibus, to draw which' he hasfour stout fleas in training. He hut two fleas dressed and placed oppostte each other, and each swinginga sword:- - , Thete he denominates duellists. He has a - wild flea, which he obtained from the Numithati Lion, chained by the andel He hasanoth= er, dressed in petticoats, end drawing - it bucket up out of a well. He has it boilltxm car made, for winch Mr. Mills it pre ! paring a balloon, and when it is finiihed,tWO fleas are to make an ascensionl-- ifit has if flea orchestra on a miniature musicil and dressed fleas beating time to TliE LAST OF THE COCIeD TAO sMr venerable, and Rev. Dr. E'mtrioi- 7 09: est divine, we bellows in the ictiqt9d.Stpteit • - —is among the distinguished v isitor,et city during the anniversatir week. : we believe, upwards'or ninetir.rat* fl t - and appears'remarkably weip • „ to the ancient clerical usage of old•fashioned three corpered-cock'd..kitv, and we like him all the hitter p:or regret that the clergy should everhaye, 49illir'l ed this respectable descriptions r, b f orv i Y. Y. Com. Adv. , <'^ '_j
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