THI3 USE OV KXOWEItS. nr jiAiir movitt. God might ha ro madp tho earth bring forth Enough for great and small, Tile Oak-trca and tlio. Cedar-tree, " Without a (lower at al'. Ho might have made enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicines, and toll,' ' And yet havo made no "flowers. Tho clouds might give abundant rain,' v The nightly dews might fall, ':V And the herb that kecpclh life in man, Might yet have drunk them all. Then wherefore, wherefore wcro tficy made. And dyed with rainbow light, All fasbioned with supremcst grace, Up-Bpringing day and night! jr Springing in valleys green and low, - And on the mountains high", And in tho silent wilderness, Where no map passes byl Our outward life requires them not, . Then, wherefore had they birth"! To minister delight to man, To beautify tho earth! To comfort man to whisper hope, Whene'er his faith is dim, For whoso carcth for the flowrs, Will care much more for uisil A YANKEE TAlt'S Adventure with the Flying Dutchman. "There is no speculation in those eyes That (hdu dost glare withal." Siiakspeaiie. It was on a lonely morning in October that Jack Thompson and his three partners," the owner and crew of the Jolly Lamplight er pilot-boat, were seen hauling her down the steep shingly beach of the small fishing village of Eisenberg, some few miles to' the westward of Hamburg. "When viewed from a distance at high-water, the town ap pears as if just emerging lrom the waves, while, almost from the very strand, a pre- crpitous rock rises up, crowned by an an cient church, whose gray and weather beaten walls, visible some leagues at sea, r.ave olten cheered the nomc-sick manner with the hope of mingling 6ncev again with the companions of his youth. Years have rnade but' little alteration in the place; a few old-fashioned houses, sundry groups of fishermen's cottages huddled irregularly to gcthcr, a dock nearly choked with mud, and a rude pier composed of unhewn gran ite blocks, form, the most prominent fea tures of Eisenberg. Jack Thompson, the owner of the pilot- boat, which by this time had been pushed into the water, had formerly rated as an able seaman on board a Yankee frigate; from thence he had passed into the merchant service, and, being cast upon the German coast in a tempest which left not another of his shipmates to tell the story, had do mesticated himself at Eisenberg, and gain ed his living as a pilot, by preserving other vessels from the fate which his own had' so unhappily met with. Although the denizen of a foreign coun try, Jack Thompson still adhered to the natty costume of the Yankee tar: his blue jaeketf small hat placed jaunttly upon ono side of his head, his highly polished shoes, and gracefully curled love-locks, might all liave passed muster upon the deck of "old Ironsides." His companions were Ger mans of the true breed: Hans Gutterblutt, his mate, was of Upper Saxony, and sot up for a wit. Rodolph Linlz, and Molk Van- derspiegcl, being of Coblentz, were practi cal men, and said nothing. "I say, Hans," said the owner, taking his place at the helm, "I guess the wind's rnminfT ronndr We'll- havei sonic of the squalls off the coast to-day. "What d'ye think of standing out to w'cst'ard? I hard tell of feomo square-rigged craft in that df- rcction Dutchmen from Batavia belike they'll want a pilot, surely, and mayhap a boat's crew." "Oh, to bo sure, Mcestor Van Tliomp son," replied tho animated Hans Gutter blutt: 'vou are always in de richt. I do W 0 w remember fifteen year atSluys, my grand rnothor " "Pass mo aft that shoot, you Jarman lubber," interrupted his chief, "Molk! sprit tho mainsail haul away, now." Tho boat's keel grated through the loose sand, she glided from the shore with a froo wind and a flowing sail, and dashed through the rippling waves, which had already begun to glitter in tho morning ray. AVhilc the Jolly Lamplighterwas holding on her rapid rmiTnC. her careless crew' lav stretched a- long the thwarts, or bent over the gunwale, jy-rzinf listlessly upon the sparkling foam that bubbled at her side; at times the o but not unmusical voices of the Germans would be lifted up in soino nation al hymn; while tho Yankee, who happened to lie in a taciturn mood, Jtccping his watch ful eyes fixed upon tho sails", with an occa sional glance to windward, solaced himself in silence with a quid of tobacco. Tho day was now far spent, and this had been, apparently, an unsuccessful trip for our boat's crew; they had been out some leagues to sea, without the appear ance of any vessel likely to require their as sistance. At length, tired of the pursuit, they stood in for the harbor: the hazy eve ning was near its close, as they slowly worked their way against an ebb tide. 'Well that's as queer a go as ever I seed," exclaimed Jack Thompson, sudden ly starting up. "Dor Tcufol!" ejaculated Hans Gutter blutt, "Dcr Teufel!" growled Rudolph Lintz; and "Dcr Teufel!" re-echoed tho sagacious Molk Vandcrspiegcl. And the astonishmcntof tho boatmen was well founded. Rapidly doubling the rocky point which shelters the small haven from tho westerly gales, a large square-rigged vessel hove in sight, with all her canvass spread, and every spar landing. What is she where did hc comd from?" was the exclamation of the viva cious male. "It's no odds where she .comes from," said the owner; "she's a stranger, or she'd never poke her bowsprit among them rocks: howsomcver, a good pilot might bring her safe off yet." Oh, Mecstcr Van Thompson," inter rupted the mate, "I am frightful she is not a Christian craft. Sec what a breeze of wind she have got, and wc have not got von breath!" "That is because we arc becalmed hero under the land. She's a jolly three-master, and a Dutchman by her build; so out with the oars, my hearties, and we'll just run alongside and hail her." 'Oh, Mecstcr Van Thompson," shouted Hans, "do not be such rash man she is der Teufel, or wo would have seen him before she isde'vlying Dutchman,' and do 'phantom ship.' I remember fifteen year at Sluys . "Belay your jawing tackle, you Jarman lubber; ye hav'nt as much brains as would bait a mackerel-hook. If so be as y're afeard, I'll put ye ashore on the rock, and board the barque myself." Accordingly he ran the host into a little crock or gully between the rocks, and the next moment he found himself deserted by a crew, who, in the hour of real danger, would never havo quitted his side, but who wanted sufficient moral courage to encoun with him' an unknown or supernatural ene my. By the time that Hans and his compan ions had gained the summit of the cliff, the night hud become dark and' foggy. They looked anxiously towards the point where the strange vessel had appeared, but their most intense scrutiny could not discover any trace of her not a spot was apparent upon the waste of waters, nor even one glimmering light to indicate the presence of a solitary Loat upon the fishing station: masses of vapor rolled slowly in from sea ward, and a heavy ground-swell had be gun to break upon the rocks beneath; the clouds drifted furiously athwart the murky sea, and all things seemed to prognosticate a dreadful stormy night. 'Oh, he is gone, and dcr Teufel has got him!" said Hans Gutterblutt, as, with hoavy heart, he joined his two comrades on their inarch homeward. "Oh, he was such nice man, and did sing! Oh, I shall never hear him" sing Jolly Dick dc Lamplichter more." Tho night, as was expected, had become wild and tempestuous; but towards morning tho gale lulled, and' the sun rose vividly nnon the ocean: the waves, though tho storm had passed away, still chafed and broke into sheets of white foam against the opposing cliffs of tho rocky piojcction. At an early hour, the disconsolate mate with his silont companions, walked down to the pier, meditating upon the mysterious fate of his unlucky superior, when, like spirit from tlw other world, they beheld Jack! tho identical Jack Thompson! lean ing against tho stock of an old anchor, and composedly smoking his deeply tinted Meerschaum pipe. He greeted them with a nod and a knowing wink. "Tauscnd Tcufelenl" cried Hans; "hero is Mecstcr Van Thompson, and dcr Jolly Lamplichter, both aliver" The report that our hero had been pilot bottom, like a lump of lead, and I was luft a phantom ship, on tho preceding eve- on tho surface swimming for my life! I J ,.,.i ,:,t. root nnlrritv. Old and saw tho 'Jolly Lamplighter' within an oar's a to nine, snrcad with f?reat celerity. Old and C" "I o - young crowded round him, buthe evaded all their inquiries; and it was not until eve ning that, seated with a few particular cro nies, ho gavo tho following recital of his adventure: "When I pushed off from the rock, ... . I said ho, I confess I did feel a little flab- bcrgasted. IInwnn,nvi.r. thorn was nouBO : ,; -! T . l.n helm .m. and before yo could say Jack Robinson, I was 1 it,n !,, A rnn lihr.iP ml Dutchman she was, with studding-sails set aloft and alow; but what bamboozled nlc most was, sink the noise or word was to be card aboard; Sho Was more like a float ing churchyard than a decent Dutch craft. Howsomcver, I ran the yawl close under the mizen-chains, and hailed her as loud as I could bawl, 'Barque, ahoyl' 'Hilloa!' answered a black looking swab, popping his mug over the starboard quarter. 'Does your honor want a pilot?' says I. 'Yes,' says he, very civil; 'step aboard, we'll pay you well heave out a lino there? W oil, into the chains I jumped, and who d'ye think stepped up to me butoW Davu Jones imself a regular devil with cloven hoofs, nil a thundering long tail, with hoins to match!" "It was dcr wildo Yager," interrupted Hans. "Hold your jaw, ye Jarman lubber. Well,' says he, 'what cheer, Jack Thomp- on,' says he, quite, coolly, though his eyes were burning in his head like a couple of hand-grenades. Then says he, 'Jack Thompson, go to' the wheel and work the hip.' 'Ax your pardon, but which i3 the skipper, sir?' says I, as bold as brass. 'I'm the skipper,' saya he, making a low scrape 'at vour sarvice. ' on, tho skipper! well that's a-rarc one, anyhow, thinks I; nice mess I've got into. Well, I was ob ligated to take tho helm, and it warn't till then I diskivercd that every mail of the crew was the very moral of old Davy the skipper, howsomcver, to give the devil his due, they were good seamen, and did their duty like mcn-of-war's-mcn. Well, not to bo' spinning out a long yarn, I worked the hip out of her berth amongst the rocks, without so much as breaking a barnacle on her keel; and when fairly got into the of fing, taking off my hat very civilly, I wish ed the captain a good voyage, and was just stepping into the yawl that lay along- idc, when ho stopped me. 'Jack Thomp son,' says lie, 'you re a relc mimp, and didye're duty like a man: here's something to drink my health with' and he hauled a long purse of golden shiners out of his breeches-pocket. I was rather taken aback when I saw the guineas glimmering through the net-work; howsomcver, I waurnt't go ing to sell my precious' soul in that way. Ax your honor's paidon,' says I, 'but I never takes money from gentlemen of your honor's quality.' 'Well,' my lad,' says tho skipper, not a bit vexed, 'you must at least take a glass of grog afore you go Fireblood!' says he to a young devil, who was sitting smoking a pipe in the main- hatchway; 'jump, and fetch inc tho bottle The dbvil botllo you,' thinks I; but there was no use in being obstropolous. Well wnen me youngster came up, nc lilted a glass for mo first. 'After vour honor, sir,' says I, making a leg. 'Here's to the con tinuancc of our acquaintance,' says he bolt ing the whole, glass and all; then filling mother, and wagging his tail, he handed it to me. i o bo sure it smelt like rale Jamaikey, and my lips were smacking to tasto it; but, recollecting it was only a scncnie oi tno old siiaver to weather upon mo, I made belicvo to drink it, and, when I thought ho was not minding, shied the tipple over my shoulder. But he was not to be done-so easily: 'Jack Thompson,' says he, turning round in a terrible passion, 'd'ye think I'm to be humbugged in that lubberly fashion? Is -that tho way to sarve good liquor, you swab?' ! ax your hon or's pardon, sit,' says I. 'Hold your jaw, 'you lubber! I treated you like a gentleman, but you took neither my monoy nor my drink, and it shall be worso for' you. You think yourself a monstrous clever fellow, Mister Thompson; but I'll show you tho difference.' With that ho gavo the deck three slaps with his long tail, and in tho twinkling of a handspike there blew a hur ricane from every po'int'of tho compass, with such thunder and lightning as old Davy himself knows how to manufactur; and be fore I could bless myself, the whole ship, captain, crew, and all, had sunk to the saw tho 'Jolly Lamphgli length of nic: I struck out like a dolphin, and in a brace of shakes was safe aboard her. It was blowing pretty fresh at tho time; but I weathered out that gale, as I had done many n one before it; and now here 1 am, ready to laugn in master uuvy s mtu, . . ..... . .. , i I and bo lus pilot llic next tunc lie comes 11110 these parts." Such was Jack Thompson's history of his adventure; which soon, by tho indus- trv oft if) iross ns nilU WOIlUOr-llliniora 01 the village, became the conversation of the country for miles round. Every ono re tailed it with such alterations, modifications, and exaggerations as. suited his taste, until it grew too horribly marvellous foi human cars. In a few monflis. after his exploit, Jack vc up the "Jolly Lamplighter'.' to his mate, Hans Gutterblutt; purchased a large smack seldom went to sea sported a gold watch of alarming dimensions, with a steel chain and fifteen seals; and, in short, be came a man of note in the village, second in importance only to old Fritz Letterbox- on, tno postmaster. i no wormy House .1 .1 holders of Eisenberg marvelled at Ids sud- den elevation; but they did not grow a whit the wiser, for'Jaok left them to wondor on, until they had fairly tired their imagina tions. I ought, perhaps, to conclude here; but, m justice to my readers, I must add, that many years alterwards it was whispered that Jack, one night in a mellow mood, had hinted that the unearthly barque was in fact, a rich Dutch smuggler, that had got amongst the rocks in the fog; and that, for his service in piloting hor out, he had re ceived a bag of ducats, which ho scrupled less to accept than the purse of diabolical gold. However that may be, it is certain that Jack cannot, to this day, relate without a roguish leer of the eye, and a significant hitch of the trousers, the story of his ad venture with the "Flmna: Dutchman." Coru'a'n. When a boy, I was. ono mor ning playing at marbles in tho ullage ball alley, with alight heart and lighter pocket. The gibe and the jest went gaily round. wnen suuueniy amongst us appeared a 1 ill . i stranger, of a very remarkable and very cheerful aspect. His intrusion was not the least restraint upon our merry little assem blage. He was a benevolent creature, and the days of infancy (after all, the happiest we shall over see) perhaps rose upon his memory. God bless him! I see his fine form, at the distance of half a century, just as he stood before me in tho little ball-alley in tnc uavs ot my cniiuuoou. ins namo wasBoyse: he was the rector ofNcw Mar ket. To mo he took a particular fancy. I was winning and full of waggery; think ing every thing that was eccentric, and by no means a miser1 of my eccentricities; ev ery one was welcome to share of them, and I had plenty to spare after having-' freighted iho company with thorn. Some sweet meats easily bribed me home with him 1 learned lrom poor Bovse my alphabet and my grammar, and the rudiments of the classics. Ho taught mo all ho could, and then sent me to school af Middlcton. In short, lid made a man of me. I recollect it was about live and thirty years afterwards, when I had risen to some eminence at the bar, and when I had a seat in Parliament, on my re. turn one day from court, I found an old gen tleman seated alone in mv drawiiiff-rooni: his feet familiarly placed on each side of the Italian marble chimnev-niecc. arid his whole air bespeaking the consciousness of onequilo at homo. He turned round it was my Incnd of the ball-alley. I rushed instinctively into his arms," and burst into tears. Words cannot describo tho scene r..ii i ..it .... wiiiuii loiiowuu: "ioii are ngiit, sir, vou aro right. Tho chimney-piece is.yours- tho pictures aro yours tho houso is yours, uu B,nu uiuuu i nave my menu my father my benefactor!" Ho dined with V ntt II T I . . . inc, and in tho evening I namrhi thn tnnr Q "O"- " " glistening in his line bluo eye, when ho saw tho poor little Jack, tho creature of his bounty, rising in tho Hbnso of Commons iu icpiy io a ngni Honorable, i'oor Boyso! no is now gone; and no suitor had a larger deposite of practical bcncyolcnco in the court above. This is his wine let us drink to his memory! Thcro aro many counterfeit S2 bills on Lthe Philadelphia Loan Company. Risk and fall or families. Every 'ounginun shouldstart in Hfo determined lo act upon the motto, Ail Dcspcrunihtm or don't give tip the ship. Lot'him, on com. mencing life, look around him and see who arc tho courted and respected of society, and ask from whence .they sprang. In nincly-ninc cases out of a hundred ho will find them to bo thoso who, at his age, pos- Ar,r..il no littln nftlm tt.rirl il 'a 1 irn n . .. .""- "" w-i muu ' extraneous, as nc lumscil possesses; men wjio commcnccu me worm witn noth ing, and whose advancement in life solely uu iuiiuuu ujiuii muii iiwn iiusiiuiiury, iru gality, integrity, and strict attention to busi- ness. Most young men consider it a great mis fortune to be born poor, or not to have cap ital enough to establish themselves at once in good business: this is a very mistaken notion, for, so far from' poverty being a misfortune to him, if we may judge from that wc every day behold, it is really a bles sing; for the chance is more than ten lo one in favor of the success of such a young man over one who starts with money. Look back twenty years and see who commenced business at that time with a bundanco of means, and trace them down to tho present day. How' many of them can now boast of wealth and standing? On the contrary, how many have become po or. lost their standing iusociety, and arc passed by their once boon companions with a look which plainly says, Know you not. In this country, the wheel of fortune ij constantly turning, and ho who is at zenith this year, may be at nadir next, and excite no surprise. It is seldom that the third, or even the fourth generation enjoys property or station m society which was won by the industry of tho first. This constant change is the natural result of causes in continual operation. The first generation starts in life poor, but industrious and hon est, he resolves to acquire property, and, at the same time, sustain a character that shall command respect. By dint of long perseve rance in business, and the attainment of a high character for integrity and fair dealing, he succeeds, (such a man never fails,) and becomes wealthy. His sons succeed him, perhaps maintiau the character of their fath er, and add to the wealth he left them; they wcro educated to business, and know how the property they enjoy was acquired But their sons grow up, and from infancy find themselves, ;n the lap' of luxury, and rocked jn the cradlo of ease; their inindsjarc never tumcdjm business that is beneath them they arc engrossed in important nothings; scorn labor; run the rounds of folly: marry light-headed and fashionable ladies, who have as sovereign a contempt for laborers, and the useful things of this life, as them selves; dash away a few years in their car riages; lose their parents; divido the proper ty; attempt to carry on business; arc inca pable of managing it; fail strugglo to keep up appearances and their places in fashion able life arc obliged to retire wretched and miserable at home and get through the world as they can, Carrying always the appearance of shabby gentlemen, and be ing looked at askance by their former com panion?. Their children are even moro miserable than themselves; bejng brought up with tho idea that labor is degrading, and that they arc a superior order, while necessity compels them lo resort to some means of getting a living; pridn and pover ty are at war witli them, and they drudge out a miserable and precarious life. Mmtr- icon Magazine. Jl Witty JVaggoner. A rich merchant named Hogg once requested a waggoner to bring him a load of corn, in a stated time,' which ho failed to do, and did not take the corn tho next day after that which ho had promised; tho merchant, as might be expected, refused it. Well, replied the Waggonor, you're tho first uoa ever I knew to refuse com. Man. Philosophers have puzzled them selves how to defino man, so as to distin guish him from animals. Burke says. "Man is an animal that cooks his victuals." "Then," says Johnson, "tho proverb, k just there is reason in roasting eggs." Dr. Adam Smith has met his case "Man," says he, is an animal that makes bargains no other animal does this ono dog does not change a bono with another. Hare Occurrence. It is said that a young lady has been at are of the Rock River settlements two wceksand is not yet mar ried. Chicago Democrat.
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