VOLUME 19, POETRY AND MISCELLANY; Tilt GRIST-TdILL. DY R. R. STODDARD The grim•mill stand. , het.ide the stream, With bending roof and Tenni tiouc, grook nprw•d hart cst, br. , 40 1 t rtolii out tilt• L!uidtli Ecl,l of Thooght. Regulars and Continentals, cl.itolc cf Ric Revolution. = Ir is earl) in the month of April, the year 1773, the tdle draning towards evening, whet' two :toting men, plum hotnmpun attire, and sun-burned mutate mice, Proclaimed them the sons of farmers, accustomed the duties of the field, might hiive been seen threading iAlt measured steps a narrow lane, thickly bordered with 6acv, on the outskirts of the pleasant village of Con ed, to Ma•sochusetts. It was just after a spring show .. and thick drops of rain hang, like beads of glass, moan clustering Irises, while the eviming Min, breaking rough the lessening clouds which were floating towards east—already growing ditmour front the- shade%) of ..ro.telting night—lit up the tops or tte( s and the nu • 'fells WilldnW panes of the distant villioges and hattt- Lti iitth all almost golden gloiv. Birds WOO lopmg ‘7lll bough to bough, and tmtking air resound with tu Meting, while the lois Mg of the cattle, driven lotion ard by the attentive farmer's boy, crime upon the or from afar; /NIL notwithstanding these eights and cuils, the sir of the fiat) lads wits serious untl_klavn a:, while upon ibe brow of 'nue. who Elfpnonr,ele. brooded an uneasy, half-fearful expression, which ntrastcd strongly with the firm, clear suspect of his ahpanion. "iVallor 31a) nnid, you and or, old ac'quaintances -I)nt,ttes. I may sat, frotu onr infancy up," exclJiincd brti l king a momentary pause which had t , ured between them; "but what )on counscl me to do ~ ) rong, m u d I have been tut „Ott alwas to slum advicu :ring' sect: a t tendency. Our country, by the stand 'jell Ole hes taken, has, ns you say, involved herself :trouble, but her sons are fully * prepared to inert the Ate.t, end 1, fur tone, nun dete)s.r.incd to Aide by the M 4 ellll( . llCC`t." "That's ju't like you', Edgar, — allva, in yenr hero;c ',ned dm other ‘t ith nu auetnlned sacer, '•)our love the dat / ighter of farmet .I.Nhley hni ‘lllr heed th all edits of tomantic ideas, and I dire say ) b.! tv,!nog less th an a second St. Georg-, at once, if thore t:re any dragoons to kilt. But, vont!), came, I under rat all Lucy will not lilt., W.tlior any tho tli berau• , . he It apitenN to wear a red uniform instead of tt ,, te one—and 1 even don'; whether it would nut raise,, toad of ileprefNing (At in her estimation: .W4ltor, you knoll- that xvhat you na)•iMi•s not comp m:3our heart. Where you oblniued those ideas it is t 3 conceive. but 1, fur one, do not shale in them.-.. ere I to bccouto tho de.picablo trretcla you would haVe -,1:1.(r - ,y Ashley would ►puru mu from - 11 Cr with COll :apt and loathing,. And did I think that she could .I:ltenatiee Much a proceeding, I would at oaee to her, and devote rn‘ noir alone to the hallowed .4.e of my country. But why da I talk of dd.? Why :! speak unit yo iia all? NV:lher :11nynard, pm are a ii , ,Verou3 companion, and as such 1 !mist shun you." '9don't see that Vltava done any yery great harm," .urged SValter with a reeCless air, to disgui-c the elm- he reall fel: at the vords of his former fr:ead.-.- I,rery man has his opinions; such as they are, and if n to differ with yoars, that is no reukon why rLotild not beim good a man as yourself. Besides, I ressomon my side In!the event of a nor, chat a our poor colonies, pr . essed fur moans, and desiiruu of army, accomplish?_. Nothing! Wu Nhall moot be cut to pieces like s'n much minced meat. and matters will be much worse than they were licrere. ttifwe enlist ourselves upon the stronger stdo, the 'us Would be the reverse. Great Britain has strong emirs at her disposal, and pays well those who fai 4 pftilly cite her. Then there's the chance of promotion; lin- yourself a colonel of dragoons, with your brillant cadet uniform and a pocket lined with gold doubloons. 3ou call that nothing? For my part, the contrast, atone, Is etttlicicnt to deli& me." Edward IVallis folded his arms, and cast upon bis c ,, topanion a glance of 'mingled reprOachand disdaiit "You are resolved, then to betray tho land which gave "011, birth!" ho exclaimed, with a curling lip. "Such -1 " - -otanents would not surprise me, coming from one of tar oppresiors, but from you, Walter Maynard, the son aniArnerican—bound to the laud by ties stronger even this consanguinity-1 blush for you! Seek not to make CO waver iu my determination, fur it is useless. Let me, rather, dissuade you from the awful step which you "°" the poiut of taking. The conquest of this court- . is by no means so certain as you imagine, and should You be taken in arms, think of the disgraceful end which awaits you! By my soul's worth, Walter I would rath "igonge myself into a guile( liquid fire than 'yield to such a trnitrous impulse." "Tune nui circumstances will soon occasion a change in your opinions,' said Maynard, coolly. 1, " N ever!" replied the youth with firmness,—and his andsome fate lighted up with a glow of patriotic fervor 11 , 1° I Poile,—"ho the fate of my country what it may. I ‘lternsitt true to her interests through all vicissitudes, t,3d, if necessary, perish at her side. In such a cause. d tub has for me no term The hand of scorn will not Dointed at me while I !Re, and when I am beneath z " , o 4 no voice wrll murmur, "this is a traitor's gran!" 'I tun 'err) you still refuse to be convinced," said • • . ,-, •- ~ ."" . - • - - - . . ~ _ . . . _ . - . - . . . . . I - , •, ', -:. ' . , , . . . , . . , _ . . , . . . . . . 11 7 ) ,.. : , . . • H _ • • Maynard, persisting in his object otwithelanding his companion's evident disinclinations renew the subject; T "the terms of the British aro worth onsideration, and to tell you the truth, I have already implicated myself in this matter beyond retracting." "What! have you enlisted, then?" asked Edgar in as tonishment, drawing back. "To-be-sure; do you suppose I would talk so confident ly if I had not? Alt! how astonishel you would look if I were to tell you all I know. I hold, von now, a paper in my pocket authorizing me to enro men for the coin ing war, and, to speak plainly. if you will.becomo one of us, I can offer you a lieutenant's copinission in the body about to be raised. What do you sa l e?" "Scoundrel! Another - word on that subject, and I would cleave you to the earth, though• you were twice my weight!" shouted Edgar, Ilukhi l ng with excitement and shame. "That's a very lucky proviso, my e• replied Maynard, taking no further p. sneers; "for you know, if I wore s. whip ten of you. But a time is con settle this ditierence in a much morn The red coats will ho upon you at C• a week, and then, where aro yourst: meats, and—"here the speaker pa his face turned crimson at the though had committed. "Yes," ho added, 11 may come this way—though some d. "Wither Maynard, I cannot co which your conversation has inspiret i youth, hastily; "I um above diagui there must ha "naught. but enmity be ways, traitor!—the contempt and se couptrymen will follow you wherev. your steps." And. saying, this, tho youth called ed-aliiiiptly down au adjacent path card was alone. "Curses 'mon my stupid blunder', clenching his hands nod beating hi carelessness S had well-nigh expose' ed to toy keeping. But it is not to. will return to the rendezvous and I mutt to secure Master Edgar before do us an injury." And leaping, gniekly over the liedp which bordered the lane, he disappeared among the foliage. In the meanwhile Edger Wallis, hi ving quickened his steps soon arrived in sight of a low, vo6dbined cottage, at the do •r of which, the tints Laing evening, a faimily gran') wcto assembled. This group onsisted of five or six persons. Near the door at an a red lady, with her, high mobbed cap, and silvery hair Wm hod carefully back from the brow, disclosing aforhead which, though wrin kled and sallow now, had doubtless ecu gazed on with envy by many on amorous strain i days of yore. A large family Bible was placed on her knees, on pages of which she was intently poring throng I a pair Of antique spectacles, alternately transferring her gaze,,lrom the sacred book to a couple of golden-haired children. who were playing, with loud laughter, tt;i in the ample lan n In front of the cottage door, a Lirge, shaggy, No wfound land dog occasionally joining in thei spotts; Opposite the venerable lady was seated a come l y thatria, engaged at her wheel, and by her side her husband—a man seem ingly of some fatty years—who, with kn•tted brows, was eNaming the contents of a nowspip thlished in a neighboring city of Boston. In theefor °nai l l ovek gnq A ts 04,!i..;...au e ...... x.r.n •vws - voqp.stn. prwparatOry to the evening's repast; for it had been a sul: try day, and on sucli occi.niens- farmer Ashley always prefei red to dint in the open air. .•This is too provoking." ho said, 1 oking up for a tua euent from the paper which he was reading. The nt teatien of the family was immedm ely directed to the ''‘Vhat is too provoking, husband,i asked the matron, with on onions smile, which was bit too or identiy ns binned. “Ilavc our protrcturs inflict •11 upon us ally now let of aggres.sion?" "ylie Briti,h have at last hintled fume, and I have too good reasons to fear that they wi I turn their steps in 1110 direction," replied the farmer, sorrowfully. "Ilad I I ut a son upon whom I night tiny, I sliotild ho relieved of much an‘iety, hut the thought of le:w i l ing you all, so dear to me, unprovided for, is almost enough to tinatidi understatla your meaning, ho l sband," repli'od his wife, refolotely, "nod I would nutdiid you' for n mo ment to stay behind when you eau be of service to your collat . \ ." • "Siiuken like an American male former. my faith, Bess, thou motile as on the day u hen we were printed a I.iis up her lips as he spok with her eyes upraised, seemed to bet upon her children. "Hero conies Edgar!" suddenly 14.itose eyes had been intently fixed ni this dialogue; and a deep bliodi mat as she spoke. "The'lWO reminds the that, alth thero is one who can well supply t said tho farmer, rising from his seti the new comer, whom be-grasped I manner not to be tnistuben. "Yet gar; we were just /peaking of i on taized your :.tep. I believe tho girl ally of us:" Edgar, having reciprorated the old ing, turned to approach the object of but she had anticipated him by mon a hearty kiss was the result of their "You scarce deserve it for your t plAyfully, "but 1 cannot find it in my such is time. Is not this vunset beat "Beautiful, indeed; and to judge your cheeks, it has left its satin there, Need wo prolong the dillogual readers have probably framed one of cabulsry, and the task would, indeeti flee it-to say, that while the' elder fo evening's meal, Lucy and her lover neighboring hedge, and while she c over a thousand different s ubjects, girlish• innocence and glee, Edgar plucking some wild flowers and anal hair. Suddenly, in the midst of hie became clouded, and 'Lucy, by a well known to lovers, immediately came alarmed, her own face uncons expression of his own. "Good Heaven! Edgar, why do trance so suddenly? Are you house without delay!" "I urn not ill, dear Lucy—at least replied, with a faint attempt at a es' there is that troubles me. I own; b 4 ever they may be, aro not of a physii your fears." "How you frightened me; my 14 drum. But, tell me, what ails you'll With Out hesitation, Ebgar thereur all that had transpired between hunk man named Walter Maynard panic their interview relating to the mare upon Concord. whore wero situat military stores. "You acted nobly—you are iucapii wiser" said,,, Lucy; "but it is not this alf • that troubles you, Edgar." "I confess, Lucy, that the thought of purling frono you somewhat annoys.me; but oven love, however strong its tio.'.niust 'sometimes yield to duty, 4t is evident that a long, and, perhaps. disastorous war is impending; A merica, in this emergency. wiltilavo need otNI hersons.. Should / linger behind the rest?" . "Should you do sAMfgar, I should 'acknowl .gialrat I have born deceivedla the estimatip I h armed of your character. It is faltr duty to fly to the Assistance, of the land that gave you birth. hied, dear-as' you aro to me. I should blush for myself if I endcayaecl, by avoid' or look, to restrain you. Go, Edgar, where your coun try calls you; there is one who, whatever befell, will pray incessantly for your welfare:" "That's spoken like my true-hoarted , wife, as I hope: ono day to call you; but it grows dark, ; Ml Pmust iin mediately to Concord, to disclose my suspicions to the commander of the stores. Should wo lose Them, it will prove a blow from which it will ho long we can re% cover—perhaps never! silt'-nettled friend," inn to diTuise hie disposed, I could lug when tea- can 'convenient manner. ncord in legs than kres, mid yoaequip used abruptly, and I t of the blunder -lie `it is possible they oubt it " - '"••Will you not stay and sup?"—and' then correcting herself she a d ded—••l forgot; go quickly, as you may, will make your excuses to the family." - And bit i ng him an offeetiionate adieu. accompanied by something moro substantial than mere Words., she' turned and tripped lightly towards the house. while Ed gar !piped the hedge and disappeared down the narrow lane, new rapidly growing dusk with the shadows of • ceal the contempt in me," said thu e, and henceforth ween us. Go your rn of your fellow r yotr may direct This is no romance—this scene—but a true picture of the relation in which families stood towards each other during the "days that tried men's souls." Malty Mt Edgar Wallis has left the blebs of those most dear to him, to mingle in the bloody conflict; warn• a Lucy Ash ley has watched with a sigh time retreating figure of her. patriot lover; and many a Welter maynarml has lived the degraded lite, and died the ignominious death of him who figures under the name in our present brief and simple history. LigarWallia to rn and Walter May. i ng." ho mottereil, forcherl;."in my the secret e,ptrnst . late, even )et; ispath a corporal's ho hai asitanco to As Edgar Wallis took his way rapidly down the lone in the direction of Concord, his mind was filled with'is thousand conflicting emotions; love of country, of kind• red, and of Lucy Ashley, occupied, by turns, his the'ts. It was now growing dark, and it was well for our young ,hero that he knew every crook and turning of the way, or he might have traveled all night rum in the morning found himself at the point whence ho started, so many devious variations had the path. Now it hid itself in. deep embowering thickets, and anon emerged upon a lone and desolate common,. only to hide itself again inr deep and sombre woods. ' At intervals the moonlight streamed full upon his wd}•; at others it only become via. iblo at intervals, or` peeped in checkered and broken patches, or lay like bars of fretted silver across the path. way. But Edgar Lnew the road well, having traveled it fr r om the time when, as a school-boy, he bid crept to Concord with satchel on his back, and he had no fear of surprises. It might have been better had he observed more caution, howeve s r; fur, just as 14 was entering a deep pitch of wook singing to himself a fragment of an old hunting song; a hoarse voice at his elbow startled h im with the cry of "Who goes there?" ••lt is rather I who should ask that question," he re. plied, endeavoring to obtain a glimse of the questioner's features through the gloom. ••If you arc an honest roan. pursue your way, and sutler me to' pursue mine, fur I "ilSlird'ottire - iiinTsolier - tiitlie King's First Regi ment of Horse." exclaimed another voice, rudely. "Tho King's?—havo the enemy so soon nrrived, then?" '•Con e t come, young:4er, we Came not here to answer questions. Yon mill Isom -for iourself soon onoug' h 1 make nu doubt." "Unhand mu! lam a peaceable man. and have done nothing to.sanction this violence!" he exclaimed, en deavoring to break from them. ...Are you not Edgar Wallis?" asked the last voice. "I Om not ashamed of my name—l am Edgar IVO lib!" "All's right, then: and barkye, neighbor, talking is useless, for we are two to one, do you see, and you, I take it, aro unarmed. If you olfer no resistance you may escape with a few days" detention; but if you aro obsti nate, we may take a fancy to tar and feather your, and to roist you in your own grease, my lad. So best submit with a good grace to what you can't avoid." Thole was some troth in thiS last obs?rvation, as Ed gar could not help owning to himself; and therefore, swallowing his indignation as well as he knew how, he milli:red his arms to be pinioned by his captors, and was by them marched off in a contrary direction. A walk of some hours brought them to Ismail hamlet, situated in a retired part of the country, wheys the British command er, General Gage, bad temporarily suctioned the advance of his artny;• and here Edgar was forthwith conducted be fore the Colonel of the regiment of dragoons, into whose hands he land fallen, and who stared at the upright and unbending figure before him, as though he had expected to see a kind of savage in long, straight hair, and other !icings. Ito was about to speak, when Edgar anticipa ted him. I m!" exclaimed the tat almo.t as hand= wed !"' and he int o ivltile •`granny," t invoking a blessing exclaimed Lucy; the lawn during r ed upon her check i onzb I have no son. lint vacant place." it, and appro,whing y both band n we welconie, Ld whca Lucy recog ,s bharper ear.ithan "Wherefore, sir, is it that I, a freeborn American, am subjected to this act of violence?" ho asked, advancing a -met) towards the Colonel, who drew back 'in surprise at the undafinted bearing of the youth, "Heyday! here's hinguage for you; his Majesty may well look to his possessions when they breed such cubs as this. Do you know, sir, that, you are in the presence of an officer in the service of the King . f England?" man's their conversation, ug to hies side, and !ndtlen meeting, uancr " she cried. heart to be cruel at tiful, dear Edgar?" v the rusv,colur of also." '•W'ore I in doubt. your manner would soon convince me of your station," replied Edgar, disditinfally. The officer construed this into a compliment, end when he again spoke. it was in a more bland tone. ..So you have, at least, some perception. But lest you be led to form an erroneous impression of British chival ry. let mo invite you to discuss a glass of wino with me before retiring." [Most of our young ut of their own vo 1, be uselest.. Suf. Its prepared for the trolled down to the totted thoughtlessly II a lone ft olniOst busied himself in tigoing them in her ccupation, his brow magnetic influence perceived it, and bo- L.iously assumingtho •Before I can torch glasses with you, sir, I must know the why and wherefore of my being here," replied the youth. sternly. "That. it may not be our pleasuro at present to divulge. Suffice it that we have an object, and as your detention is one link in our chuiu of conquest, is not very likely that we'shal I allow you to depart." "You will pardon me, sir, if I fail to see how me cap tivity can affect the conquest an entire nation." - "That is not strange , since all persons do not see with the same eyes. But as you will not drink with Me, 1 suppose the refusal is to be constructed into au act of defiance. Is it so?" 'ou change couote et us return to the "Plainly, then, since yonzfil have it. TES!" "Very well, very well; the officer,' "it i s true that by such conduct you place it in my power to deal the more vigorously with you; but, doubtless, you said this in the first heat of your passion. l know men are not apt to speak advisedly when they have their blood at fe ver heat. Suppose. now. we shall come to a little ar rangement. eh?"—and the officer, as if by accident. Tattled a purse of gold upon the table by which he was 'sitting. not ill in hotly." ho mile. "Something my troubles, what- Cal nature; so calm ,tirt le going like a pon unfolded to her . iself and the young larly that portion of of British regulars d all the'Arnerican Edgar cut upon him a glance of withering contempt. and significantly turned his back. - "Do you defy us still. then?" naked tbe'Coloael get ting angry. "I both defy and despise you; and let me tell you..Co" lone!, since that' is your paid rank in your hireling army. able of doing other- SATURDAY APRIL' 28, 1849 , 1 MO II Vr, had rather that both my hands shonid be severed at 900 stroke from my body, than that they should touch one farthing of your ill got monies upon the disgraceful limits which you propose! You can do With me as you pilaw, but this is lily tinarable resolution." "Take hint away withToit, Wilkins," exclaimed the Colonel, addressing his orderly; "P 3.11 need not be over niceitibottt his fare; mid us to boildak, if it is his inten tion to become a soldier, the Sooner lie accostoms him self to hard stooping the better!" Edgar surveyed the insolent minion of tyranny from head to foot with the, utmost scorn, and with his arms still pinioned behind him, followed his captors from the apailinent,„while the Colonel, to relieve his feelings, took another glass of wine. 'These retie) curs," said he, "are fit foi nothing but to make serfs of; like swine, they will nip' to the devil, if you give them msch license." • 1 - not the "rebel curs" thought differently, as is proved in the sequel. ' Tito news of her lover's misfortune was not long in coming to the ears of the devoted Limy Ashley, antral(' imteliatoly formed determination Informing her pa rents of lir intentions, the envelepoiherself in cloak am) hood, and started, tho'nightfcceeding horlover'S cap ture, for Concord, where th sought tho Aonce of the American leaders without delay. and disclosed to them the enemy's rumored intentions of surprising their mili tary stores. She was 'totality thanked for tier Renee, end eitinnetided fur her devotion.. end a guard was allowed to escart her back in safety to her father's home. The intelligence of the approaching moVement on the part of the British flew like wildfire in the pralro, and thousands of the peasantry. ero the lapse of another day, had found themselves arms rind QUltllliiioll. and pre pared•to dispute every inch of the road mark(td out by the enemy. Yet, on the morning of that memorable day, farmers were tit their labor in the fields us usual, and cards)l housewives went nitwit their daily reutino us though nothing,,out of the ordinary way was 1 about to luippen. The Egyptian King,'Who, swollen with grandeur, or dered a collossal staircase built , to his new palace, disco vered to his chagrin when it was completed, that he re quirod a ladder to get from one step to another. lie had forgotten that a King's legs - after all, were as short as beggain. Aggrandize as we may, the of our senses ' check tis miserably at every moment. You cull yourself proprietor! House- and pictures outlive, you, and after taking your leave of your own door feet foremost, never again to cuter it. "Proprietor" you were perhaps, of farms and castles, estates and Mania but now you own nothing but a hale in the ground, six feet by two! The artist who visits your gallery while you five and own it, enjoys it more than yim. You are rich enough to dine twentrfour times a day, but you mot eat' spa tingly to enjoy dining even once. _ Your cellar is full of exquisite wines, but,you can only drink ono bottle yew', self, and to help you use your store, you are obliged to call urolind your friends, relatives, parasites—a little werld can live upon yodhubstance, and who, instead of gratitude, are likelier M r ake you a return in envy. You have thirty horses in tho stable; you can moult t but ono —ride after but two or four. 'To he truly rich, one should have stnntaelts in proper eluded uccordi stg to slot k in bunk, sextuple vigor and sensibility concentrate and return all the loye he c`ou:d propritiate with gift At the close of his life the rich est man Pins hardly spent more upon his,enjoyment than the poor man. He has eaten twice a day, slept in a bed alone or with ono wife, and the poor man can do us much and the proprietor scarcely more. ' Rothschild is forced to content himself witb.th i r same , sky as the poor newspaper writer, and'the greaLLbatiker cannot order n private sunset nor add one ray to the mag nificence of night. The same air swells all lungs. Ti, - e Halite kind of blood -fill all rms. Each ono possesses, retqly, only his own thoughts and his owl') senses. Soul and body—these are all Mt property which a man com pletely owes. AU Thal is ralualge in this world is to he bait fur noth ing. CellitlC.benuty and love, are not bought :Mil t+uid• You may buy a tick bracelet, butmot a well-turned arm on which to wear it—a pearl necklace, hat not a pearly throat with which it shall vie. The riehe•t hanker on earth would vaial offer hs forlorn: to be wile to write n verso like Dyson. 0110 comes into the world naked and goes out naked. The difference in the thuTU - ess of a bit of linen for n shroud is not much. Mats is a handful of clay, which turns rapidly hack again into that, and which is counriltiol nightly to relapse into the nothingness of deep, to get strength to commence life again on the mor- In 111114 life, 1.4 i pai taken by annihilation, what is there that...is real? Is it our sleeping or our waking—our dreaming or our thoughts? Do we alise (to the more valuable life) when we go to bed, or go to bed when we arise? No!—man is no propri,tot ! Or he owns but the breath as it traverses Ins lips, and the hies as it flits across his wind. And even ete, idea 'often belongs to another.— Home Jmtinal. • In pet feet'" good humor, the Tiara/Joss M da iz ar h as given the following pungent and Unsuitable sketch:- 66A mountain of gracile appenrs rather a tough *mit ject to deal with, yet a "Yankee will burrow into its 14w els, and lorthe granite becomes gold in the vaults of the Commonwealth Bank in Boston. A pond of ic6 presents I a cheerless and chilly Prospect to the eye, but tho Yon kee, nothing daunted, u ill hear c up its crystal masses. and straightway the ico glitters in diamonds upon the bosout of his rosy-chocked spouse. Wherever the Yan kee layeth down his liand,gold springeth. Into whet soil soever ho thrusteth his simile gold eprouteth there from.• In the dint twilight, by his chimney corner ho sitteth meditating, and thoughts chase one another thro' his brain, which thoughts arc gold. Various they are, it may be, in form and seeming. One is butt a gridiron, another n baby-jumper, and a thlid a steam-engine, but ho writieth them rill down in the patent office et Wash-1 ingtoo, and putteth them in his pocket in golden ea-1 gles from tho mint But your genuine Yankee ceilidh not merely his own sagacious conceits; the follies, the fears and errors of others, ar o moreover all gold to hint. He fabricated' 'mermaids' and 'Bo4' serpents,' and locked% up in his iron cheat heaps of gold en credulity. He ,rnaketh a pill of chalk 'and wheaten . bread, which ho warrantoth to cure asthma. hydroce phalus. epilepsy and yellow fever, and presently - Wilde lb him a great house on the banks of the Hudson. When &sudden delirium - seizeth all the world, prompting them to emigrate in floods to nowhere. he quietly inustereth "his fleets of transports for that destination, or buildeth a railroad in that direction. regardless of what is at the other end and putteth the passage money, in his pocket. He orocteth to himself no castless lathe air but be diligent ly aideth his neighbor to build the same. and out of, the proceeds grow .up to him presently castle= Nicer the earth. Such Is the modern Midas—the Midywlthout the long ears=the cool. acute, sagacletle.- - /Wculeting Yankee:. - • t - 07 We see that one Mr. Henry Broken has jest mar• rind. in Baltimore.- a Mies Bonk. Bo there is one wore beak now nnosix!—Troy (N Post. [To co.rncru.) MISTAKES OF THE RICH L' Or 'lli LI YANKEV BPSIZNCI. SY W. U. prituann The sweet south wield so long Niceping fit other climes, an sunny sear, Or dallying gaily with the orange trees ,' In the bri;ht land orsong, • Wakes unto to nod laughiniji sweeps by. Like a glad spirit oldie sky. The laborer at MS 101 l FediOn lily cheek Its dewy kiss, and Hits His open brow to catch ha fragrant gills— The aromatic soil Borne from the blossoming, gardens of the South— Waite its faint sseettless littera round his in The bursting buds look up, To gre•A the sunlight, while it lingers yet On the warm bill-side,—and the viotet Opens its flame cup ,Mechly, anti countless gild flowers wake to fling Their earliest incense on the gales awing. The rept lie, that hatlvinin Torild slit long ss Rhin his vi intry tomb, Pierces the mould, ascending from its gloom • Up to the light again— Anti the lithettiake crawls firth front eavernsehill, To bask as eat upon the sunny hill. Continual sots arise- From universal Nature—birds and streams Mingle thkir colors, and the glad earth :-.4.VL11S . A, second Paradise: Thrice' blessed springi—Thou bearest gifts divine. Sunshiny, and song. and fragrance—all are thine. Nor unto earth alone— Thou halt n blefuing for Mt. 'Annan heart, Dalin ibr RA wounds and healing for the antort, Telling of Winter flown, And brightning hope upon thy rainbow wing, Type of Eternal Life—thrite bloated Spring: , A THRILL - MG STOUT. From the Boston Olive lyanch. Is the full 0f . 1846. I was traveling Eastward in a stage coach from Pittsburgh over the mountains. My fellow passengers were two gentlemen and a lady. The elderly gentleman's appearancts interested me exceed.' ingly. In years he seemed about thirty; in air tind Man ner ho was calm, dignified anti polished; and the contour of his features was .singularly intellectual. lie cdhversed freely on general topic". until the road , became more aprupt and precipitous: but on my direct ing his attention to the great altitude of a precipice, on the verge of which our coach wheels were leisurely roll- - ing, there came a marked change over his whole conn tenance. The oyes, so lately filled with ,the light of a mild intelligence, beume i d wild, restless and anxious; the mouth twiched spasmodically; and the forehead was heated with cold pespiration. %Vie!) a sharp, convulsive shudder, ho turned, his gaze from the giddy height, land clutching my arm tightly with bulb hands, he clung to mo like a drowning man. "Use this cologne" said the lady.. handing mo a bot tle, with the instinctive goodness of her sex. I sprinkled a little on his face, and he soon beeaMe somewhat more cdmposed. bnt it was nut until wo had entirely traversed the mountain and descended to the level country beneath, and his tins features relaxed from their perturbed look and assumed the placid dignity I had at first noticed. "I owe an apolo l gy to the said he, with a bland smile and a gentle l inclination of his head to our fair com panion, "and some explication to my fellow_ travelers, also; and perhaps I cannot better acqu:t myself of the double debt than recounting the cause of my recent a 7 itie/i4aa l ; paw vur teetings.— uciteately urged the ME • • "Oa the contrary it will relieve them," was the res pectful reply. Baring signified our Fes-C - rid desires to hair more, the traveler thus proceeded: "At the age of IS I was light of heort, light of foot andi fear, (herei) smiled.) light of head. A fi ne pro perty on the right bank of the Ohio, a'cknowledged me us sole owner. I was hastening home to enjoy it, and delighted to got free from college life. The month was October, the air bracing, and the mode of conveyance a stage coach like this, only more .cumbrous. The other passengers were few. but three in all—an old grey-headed planter of Louisiana, his daugh ter, a joyous bewitehing'creature, about so ' Ventepit years of age. They werelnst returning from France, of which country the lady discoursed in terms so eloquent as to absorb my attenticia." The father was` taciturn, but the daughter was vivacieup by nature; and we soon became AO mutually pleased xi: k ith each other—she as a talker, I us a listener—that Ir was not mud a sudden flash. of lightning and a heavy dash of rain against the coach window elicited an acclamation from my charming com panion. that I noticed how rapid) 'night had encompas sod us. 'Presently there was a low rumbling sound, and then several tremendous peals of thunder, accompanied with the Its of lightning. The rain descended in tor.:' rents, and and :ungry wind began to howl and moan by turns through the forest trees. I looked out from the window of our vehicle; the night was dark as' ebony,, but the lightning revealed the danger: of the road. ,We were on the serge of n frightful precipice. I eould'sec at intervals'lmLlT jotting rocks, - Gtr away down its kid z e,"l kind the sight made tne t.olieitenv fur the safety of my fair; componion. I thought of the mere hair brAdths that Were between its and eternity: a - single little rock in .the track of our coach wheels, a ti n; billyfef wood, a stray root from a tempest-torn true, a resive. horse, or a careless driver; any of these might hut' tis front our sub lunary existence with the speed of 17,otight. "Tie u petfeet tempest," obsered the ladn. , "Ii wi 1 love e sudden storm! There is something so grand in the mournful voice of the winds when fairly let loose among the hills. 1 never, encounter a , night like this, but Byron's storm in the Juro immediately occurs to my mind. But are we on the mountain yet?" ”Yes' we have begun the ascent." "Is it not said to be dangerous?" "By no weans," I replied, in as easy a tone as I could =MI I only wish it al e daylight, that we might enjoy the mountain scenery. Sat Jestt Martel what's that? and she covered her rye skarn thb glare of a sheet cif light ning that ilinminaled. Jugged mountaitt, with brilli ant intensity. l'enlki al of crashing thunder in stantly succeeded: titbits oin Mimetic° volume of rain coming down at etike . „ - e/gisle4o thuu erburst. as if in dreadful agony. brettitineit - - ip4aare, I t found that the n coach had came to a docitpalt,": Louise. my beau till!! follow traveler, became pale-as "ashes; site fixed her searching eyes on Mine with 'a irils of anxious - dread, and turning to her father,. hurriedly remarked--"We are on the mountains!" "I reckon so," tvas the uncon cerned reply. . With instant activity I put my head through the win dow and called to the driver;' but the only . answer was the heavy moaning of an agonized animal, borne past me by the swift Wings of the tempest. I seized the handle of the (leer and strained at it in vain; it would not yield a jet.' At that insent I felt a cold hand on mine. and heard Lonise'aVoice faintly articulating in my oar the appalling WOrds7—" The coach is 6cing mom/ backwards!" God in Heaven! Plover shall I forget the Mardi agony with which I tugged at the coach door and called on the driver in loner that rivalled the force of the' blast. while the dreadful 'conviction was burning into my brain that the coach was being moved slowly barlacards! What fol lowed was Of Such mitt occurrence that i/ leer= to me like a frightful dream. numbed against the door with all my force; but it mocked my utmost efforts. One side of our vehicle was sensibly going down. The moaning of the agonized ani• malbecame deeper; mid I knew from his desperate plun geragainst the traces, that it was ono of our horses. Crash upon crash of hoarse thunder rolled down the mountain: and vivid flashes of lightning played around our devoted. carriage as if in glee at our misery. By its light I could seo_for a moment—onl7 for a. moment—the 'old planter standing erect, with his hands on_his son and 'daughter, his eyes raised to Heaven, his lips moving like those of end in prayer; I could see , Louiiie turn her ashy cheeks and superb oyes towards me, as if imploring, my protec tion end I could see by the bold young glance ofthe boy, flushing (faience at the desending carriage, the war of elements, and the awful danger that awnited him. There was a heavy roll, a desperate ylunge, as if an animal in' the last throes of dissolution, a harsh grating jar, a sharp. piercing scream Of mor tol terror, and I had hut time to clasp Louise firmly around the waist with ono hand and seiietlto lead