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Hear me, yo venerable core, " As counsel for poor mortals, • That frequent pass douco Wisdom's door For glaikit Folly's portals ; 1, for their thoughtless, careless sakes, Would hero propose defences, Their donsio tricks, their black mistakes, Their failings and mischances. Ye see your state UT theirs compar'd, And shudder at the niffor, But cast a moment's fair regard, What makes the mighty differ ? - Discount what scant occasion gave, That purity ye pride in, And (what's aft mar then a' the lavo,) Your bettor art o' hiding! Think, when your castigated pulse Gies now and then a wallop, What ragings must his veins convulse, - That still eternal gallop; Wi' wind and tido fair i' your tail, Right on ye scud your sea-way; But in the teeth o' baith to sail, It makes an unco lee-way. Bee social life and goo WA down, All Joyous and unthinking, Till, quite transmugrify'd they're grown Debauchery and drinking. Oh! would they stay to calculate Th' eternal consequences, Ar, your more dreaded hell to state, Damnation of expenses! Ye high, exalted, virtuous dames, Ty'd up in godly laces, Before ye gie poor Frailty names, Swipes° a change o' cases : A dear lov'd lad, convenience snug, A treacherous inclination— But, let mo whisper P your lug, Yo've aiblins IMO temptation. Then gehtly scan your brother, man, Still gentler sister, woman ; Though they may gang a kennin wrong; To step aside is human; One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it; And just as lamely can ye mark, Ilow Air perhaps they rue it. Who made' he heart, 'Us He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord—its various tone; Each spring—its various bias ; Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted. Written for the Flag, of our Union THE DESERTER. BY • S YLV.I NUS COBB, JR. WHILE I was stooping at Port Mahon, a circumstance happened there which is worth relating. A friend, named Collins, was with me at dinner one afternoon. It was in the summer Of 1842,and towards the latter part of the month of August, if my memory serves me rightly. At reny rate, the grapes were ripening and we had some noble ones upon our table. As we arose from the board our host asked us if we were going up to the barracks. We informed him that we had made no arrangement of that kind, and ask ed -him if there was to be any. unusual pa rade. "Why, yes,"- he answered, with that pecu liar Dagoman shrug of the shoulders and twist of the features,, "there is to be some thing that we have not had before for_ more than.a year. A deserter is to be shot." Collins was "up and dressed," in a twink ling for going • but I had, little inclination that way. Only. about a month before, I had seen three Bedouin Arabs decapitated at Tripoli for the crime of treason, and I had no desire to see any more. blood shed after such fashions, and so I told mine host, whom we always called, Old. Joe—and that was the only name ,I evef knew him to possess. "I suppose, .now, you would rather see that - deserter escape, than not, oh ?" said Joe, looking me ,sharply in the face.. • .• "If his . only erim.O is desertion, of course_ I should," said I. . "Well, that is his only crime ; and .more still : His, mother used to live over towards Atalaya, on the southern coast, and was sick. Philip wished to,seeler, and they would not let him go, so he made his escape. This he has done three, times, and now they have tried him and condemned him, to be shOt. .The last time they took him, they found him _ by_ his motheesbed. -He had, thrown „off. his military garb, and assumed ,the dress of a common peasant." , - . • It's rather-hard .. 4) shoot a man. for such. a .thing," said ; • - „ , „- "Ay,"? returned:Joe, with the old, shrug, "I know it ; but suppose soldiers - 'could be their own judges of when they might leave —why, we shouldn't have a soldier in a, month, you, see they must stick up to the rules, and so poor Philip Cervera , must be shot.. But I suppose - you would like to: have him escape." I assured the host that I should. Ile ga zed very carefully about the room, and then stopping close to me he said, in a tone almost reduced to a whisper - "Then.come up to the parade ground.— Just come up and-see what you ean.see.— Come." • I knew from the man's manner that some thing out of the ordinary course of such events was going to happen, and. I told Collins I would go with him. The host was soon rea dy, and we accompanied-him to the barracks. They are at the upper end of the : town, :at the Place d'Armes, the buildings fanned one bound of the wide enciosure, while the other sides are bounded by a high; thick wall.— .As we reached the place, we found the regi anereto .which the deserter belonged just forming. Joe pointed out to us. the spot ,where the execution was to take place, and thither we bent our steps, This spot was close by the high wall upon the east side of the enclosure. A stake was driven firmly into the ground, within •a few feet of the wall, and half-a dozen soldiers with a corpo ral were there to guard the premises. Ere long the regimentviras ready; the band struck up a mournful dirge, and the proces sion commenced to move. First rode the of ficers of the stair, then came the band, and then most of the regiment following. Behind these came the six men who were to ,shoot OHM WILLIAM LEWIS, VOL. ,XII, - the .deserter, and next cume.. the deserter ,himself." He walked betweent'wo sergeants, with his head bowed, and his arms pinioned behind him. , Following- him, were .four men bearing'a rough coffin; and, last of all, came the company to which the deserter belonged. It was a mournful scene. The soldiers walk ed..with slow and, ,measured tread, and even horses seemed to Eta,' , ie imbibed the sad spirit of the occasion., ; The procession marched wholly around 'the place,,and as they '-approached, the f spot where we stood; the staff and band filed off, and the regiment was drawn up in a-semi circular form before the stake. Then the de serter, his attendants and his company marched up close to the place of execution. I now had an to ,see the - face of the prisoner. It was 'sad and gloomy, but .1 ever and anon; a some movement occurred "near him, he wold start with a sudden en ',orgy, which I th ught 'indicated some hope. He would look quickly about him,----see the cause of the noise, and thensink back with an expression of agonizing disappointment. At length the colonel rode up and waved his sword towards the poor sergeantwho had been appointed to conduct the fatal work.--f . The prisoner looked up and saw the colonel, and with a frantic movement he rushed to wards him. "Senor colonel," he cried, sinking upon his knees, "I am not guilty ! I never be longed to your regiment ! lam not a sol dier ! God knows I never wore a uniform be fore !" "Away with him !" cried the colonel, im patiently. • "Will you not listen ?" the poor fellow ur ged, louder than before "Never, never, nev er was I a soldier !" "Carry him back," ordered the officer to the sergent who had come up. And then he added to the prisoner, after the sergeant had raised him up : "Why do you still persist in telling such a falsehood?" The fellow would have spoken, but the colonel waved his hand impatiently, and . he was led - away. "That has been his plea ever since they brought him back," explained Old