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I love, contemplating apart, From all his homicidal glory, The traits that soften to our heart, Napoleon's glory 'Twas when his banners in Boulogne Ar.nbl in our island every freeman, His navy chanced to capture one Poor British seaman. i f They suffered him, I know not how, i Unprisonetl on the shore to roam; ' And ave was bent his longing brow On England's home. .-His eye, melliinks pursued the flight Of birds to Britain half way over, With envy could reach the while, Dear Cliffs of Dover. A stormy midnight watch ho thought, Than this sojourn would have ben dearer If but the storm his vessel brought To England nearerl At last, when care had banished sleep, He saw one morning dreaming-'doting. An empty hogshead from the deep Come shoreward floating He hid it in .a cave, and wrought This livelong day laborious lurking Until lie launched a tiny boat By mighty working. Heaven help us! twas a thing beyond Description wretched! such a wlterry Pehaps ne'er ventured in a pond Or crossing a ferry. For ploughing the salt son field It would have nd the ooldest sin TT.,irril. uncomoajsed. and tinker1 No sail no rudder. From neicborinc woods he interl Mia .nrrnvv kiff with wattleilff10 VS ,t,na Pntrulnlied. lie would F nasse(1 A, IV. . The foaming billows. n.ii Vronrlimnn cauplil hi .j it t a His little Argus sorely . ..j- pi.:. j,-.,-,t?r'-'ach 1111 liuing hi iiiiii uimin.!. Napoleon's hearing, With folded arns Nar J,d Serene alike in pty 1 an5e And in his wonted j Addressed the ,e' , ... st von channel pass, Rath man, that vt . 1 ' On twigs andf ruunc?.'f " u,,ej' .. , 7 -.ine sweet British lass T". toned. MUSI UB 111 'earl, said the lad, I have no s But abs ng Horn one anoiner, longing that I had Great w Tos mother u shall, Napoleon said, both my favor fairly won; mother must have bread eve a son. in a i a nthe beach, g Ami , A nf lie gave the tar a piece of gold, And with a flag of truce commanded, lie should be shipped to England old, And si.fely landed Our sailor oft could scantily shift To find a dinner, plain and hearty, But never changed the coin and gift Of Bonaparte PRESCRIPTION FOR A DYSPEfTIC. Five years ago, Mr. , who keeps within a gnu shot of our office, found his hollti falling. For several days he shut himself up in liis house, using such means as were recommended by his friends, but all to no purpose; it was not however until after much persuasion by his anxious friends that a mediral atlviser was called in. Hi case was stated. The Doetor did not seem to be very hasty in making up his mind. but promised to send him something which would no doubt cure him, Hour after hour elasped, but no messen ger arrived. in mot tncio nan veen but one rap at the front door during the forenoon, and that by an awkward boy who was rrp. remanded for biinging a wood saw, horse and axe, to the fionl door, and directed to take them round to the gate. The Doctoi was'again sent for. 'Well, 'says the Doctor, 'how does the medicine work. 'The Medicine, dear sir, I have si none.' 'Ah, Iseo you don't knowthow to take it.' 'But sir, there is some error i have re- 'Did'nt a boy bring you a saw and ac eompanumentsV There was, Doctor, something of the kind brought to the door but if that is vour prescripiion, how under the sun can a sick man take su eh indigestible articles don't undertand, Doctor.' Well, wen, I will tell you,' said the Doctor, aw in a low voice slowly proceed ed; 'to-nyrrow moring about ten o'clock put on yai surlout, go into the woodhouse place sck of wood on the horse, and ply the saf. as slowly as you please for an hour. 1 "en go to your room and without remnng your outer garment, sit bv the fire 'il your respiration subdues. Fllnw thiri'ly and you will soon bo your own , again. the prescription was strictly folllowed Twas a liaru job at first, but every day Hie iledicino was taken with a bettor relish. trength and powers of digestion returned The medicine has been continued up to the present day, and although the gentleman is engaged in a extensive business, which re quires much attention he has sawed and split more than a dozen cords of wood the present winter- It has been suggested, that if to the nos trums of the day, saio dust pills be added, to be laken in the woodshed, and digested over the wood horse, they would produce more wonderful cures than any pills now extent. Jl Sour Child. A prisoner before the police court last week in Philadelphia, gave the following interesting sketch of his 'birth and broughtiii up:' I was born weeping my daddy used to chaw wormwood before I was born, and my mother made a practice of getting drunk on vinegar. When I was a little boy no body wmild'nt allow me to nuss their chil dren, for thoy sed I made 'em dyspeptic I looked so completely sour so they sed. When I went lo school I was always in for tho lickens, anil ( do bcliovo I bagged it for every boy in the school. At Jast I got married, and my wife left me in three months. There's no use of asking why. She sed there was no use of liven with me, because, if wo hid children, they would'nt be any thir.g but walken' vinegar casks if they was boys and if they was girls they'd he mere jugs o'cream o'tartar set on legs, lo physic all tho world by their soIen'chu! plii?z y, THE INCURABLE. 'Now doctor don't vou think I am on the mending hand; and doctor mayn't I go out soon!' 'No, I say, unless you shut up that mouth of yours' 'Why, doetor, I feel considerably better and, tloctor; I ate a mince pie this morn- ing-' 'what! mince devil madam' 'Why, doctor, I kinder hankered arter it and you said, doctor, when 1 felt as though I could take a little something, that was nice and light 'I might jti3t smell of it, and kinder taste it, doctor.' 'And so you eat a mince pie?' 'Yes, doctor, and loetle custard a very leeile!' 'Its wonder madam, if you don't die after if Why din't you swallow a pound of bullets!' 'Why. doctor n physician once told me always lo eat, when I felt an appetite.' 'Shut tip, madam! What do I care for your physician?' 'Why. would you really advise me lo say nothing at all, doctor? Il does me so nt'ueh good to talk' 'Good! it will be your dcatii yet.' 'Why, I must say, I should htte terribly doctor, to have the lock jaw.' 'Umpii: you wouiii ue sure lo trlk in your sleep; come shut up.' Why, now, there's Doctor B' who can cure any thing. Ho d let me eat mince pies, don't you think, doctor a little bam or catnip tea taken externally, would lake the oppression off my stomach ah dear doctor, don l you now. Shall I call .:!-. iu-uuvidc -wmr tuu HO 'call cure anything- ' There is one thing he cannot cure. If he can, I say send for him ma lam.' 'What, pray what is it dear doctor I want io know. 'He can't make a blister that, will prevent your everlasting lounge from click click clacking, Uood day, madam. 'Yes he can; come back, doctor, he's master hand at sewing up things with a nee die and thread1' Then send for him. It's past my cure Oood day madam.' 'Another mince pie, Sukev. Od dear I'm trotting off in a rapid consumption THE CONTRAST. Do yon see that proud overbearing man riding in his gilded carriage? Look! he stops before a magnificent mansion, and liveried lacquics, obedient to his nod, assist him to descend. Do you see that poor miserable boy whose tattered clothes scarcely shield from the inclemency of the weather. Mark with a beseeching look he solicits the rich man to purchase a pencil or a card of pencils; and behold, how contemptuously he is spurned! Twenty five years ago that ponipuous man was as poor, us trienulcss ana as wretched as the urchin he despises. 'Twenty five years have passed since that day. The same parties meet, lo tho contrast The once poor boy stinds in the pride of manhood active, rich. A lovely woman his wife, leans upon his arm. Grace- in every expression, and afluenco smiles in his unostentatious adornment. An old man appeared. Tho totter ing steps the threadbare garment, and the painful expression that fret in every fea ture denote a man of want and wo- Better lo be dead! than thus to drj a miserable existence. This may at the first blush appear to soma an improbable romance. It is truth. In a country lino ours thcte is no man however poor if aided by industry, econ omy, and virtue, but may jise from the lowest rank of society lo the highest The knowledge of this fuel is a blessed incite ment to the young, and cheers them to struggle nobly in the paths which lead to honor and independence, despite the thousand obstacles that oppose his course. There is no man, however affluent who by extravagance, and Ucki morals, may his days in woe Let no man despise the poor because of their wealth. We may conauer novertv. Wealth may suddno us. All men of equal virtue, are equil- If one man possesses more intelligence than his fellows though that of itself may not elevate him in the ranks of tho good, yet it brings him added respeel, and wins a willing ailmiiation of all men; The good alone are great. HOPJJAND MEMORY. A lilllo babe lay in the cradle, and Hope came and kissed it when its nurse gave it cake. Hopo promised another to morrow: and when its young sister brought a flower: over which it clanned its winus and ciowcd. Hope told of brighter ones which it would gather for itself. '1 he babe giew to n child, and another friend came and kissed it, her name was Memory, She said look behind thee, and tell me what thou secst. The child an swered, 'I see a little book.' And Memory eaid, I will leach thee how to get honey from the book, that will be sweeter to thee when thou art old.' Tho child became a youth. Once when he went to bed, Hope and Momory stood by iho pillow; Hopo sung a melodious song, and said 'follow me, and every morning tiinu suait wake will) a smile, as sweet as the pietty lay I sung thee. But Memory said, Hope, is there any need that we should contend? He shall be mine as well as thine; and we slialL.be .to him .as sisiers an ins me long. ". So he kUsed Hope and Mymorv, as he was beloved of them holjf;' While he slept peacefully they sat sightly by his side, weaving rainbow tissu into dreams; when he woke, thoy came With the lark, to bid him good morning and lie gave a hand to each . He became a man. Every day Hope guided him lo his labor, and every night lie supped with Memory at the table of Knowledge. But at length Ago found him. and turned his temples gray. To his eye the world seemed altered. Memory sal by his elhow chair, like an old and tried friend, he look rather serio tislj and said, hast thou not lost something that I entrusted with ihoe?' And she answered, I fear so, for the lock of my casket is worn. Sometimes I am weary and sleepy, and time purloins my key; but the gems that thou didsf give me when life was new, I can account for all sco how bright thev are.' While they thus sadly conversed Hopo pui forth a wing that she had not worn, folded under her garment, and tried its strength in a heavenward flight. The old man laid down lo die, and when his soul wont furlh from tho body, the angels look il and Memory walked with it through the open gate ofheaven. But Hope laid down at its threshold and ge nllv expred, as iho rose giveth out its last odors. Her parting sigh was liko tho music of a seraph's harp. She breathed it into glorious form anil said immortal happiness! bring Iheo a soul through the world, is now thine Jesus hath redeemed THE TOMB OF WASHINGTON. Among the recent arrivals at Washing ton is that of Mar Yohanna, (Lord John.) the Nestorian Bishop from Ouroomiah, Persia, in company wiih Rev. Justin Perkins, Missionary of tho American Board. On Thursday the sun broke forth with great splendor, creating a beautiful day the more so by contrast with half a week of clouds and slorms. The Bishop, with his fiiend, embarked on board the Alexandria boat, which passed down the broadPotomac,gliitering in the morning sun, and shot by the war steamer at anchor near Greenleaf's Point. Their objpet was to visit Mount Vernon( to walk among the ,1101 fall from his high estate, and close shades, and standby the tomb of the illus trious statesman and hero whose mortal remains there repose. Here, then, were two piJcrims from a distance of six thou sand miles, who had come, to stand near the dust, and admire the fame of our Washing ton. The fame has spread its light to the fur ther Persia. Mr. P. remarked he stood on Mount Ararat, where the Ark of the ancient and venerable Noah the second progenitor of the human race had rested after the fierce waters of the deluge; but not such cmoiions possessed his soul as when his feel stood on Mount Vernon, where reposes the dust of him who after a great moral conflict, in which military force and martial merit were but constituent ele ments, retired lo close his heroic life with a tranquil death An Ill-Natured Fellow A New Yorft paper contains the following libel upon the fair sex: The fellow deserves to dio without liavlnc a woman to smooth pillow, 'The best way lp put a lady in good spirits, is to lake hef'fo milliner's shop and buy her a bonnet, The manager ess of one of the most extensive establish ments in London, in the course of her evi dence the oilier day in an action for breach of promise; declared that ladies are always in good spirits when they go to a milliner's to choose a bonnet.' Here we have a val uable recipe, which may be of great usa to those gentlemen whose ladies ate troub led wiih ennui and the sulleiu. Like most Jipplicalions fnr tho health of Uiosc 'delicate creaurcs,' however, il is expensive. We believe the efficacy is not confined lo bon nets. Ladies love to bo purchasing, and we doubt not if they were permitted to spend their days in shoppipg.their smiles vould be perpetual.' CHILD AND OLD AG. How beantifnl and touching the eontrasll The shattered oak and tho twining vino are the apt emblems. The one indicative ' of youth, freshness and beauty the other of age, decay, and the perils of a long existence- The rosy girl and the decript grand mother the one joyous as a bird, and bounding away like a winged creature the other wiih a thin faltering voice, and steps that totter onward to the grave. Wo have thus the two great points of ex istence before us the beginingand the end the morning and the evening tho 'rosy dawn 'and the' duskey twilight.' How sunny are the vision of childhood! how buoyant i's expectations! How green and glorons the fancied paths beyond!Like the fairy landscape whoso choicest charms live only to the eye of a distant observer so with the radiant pictures which youth sketches upon the imagined pages of com ing time. How few will bear the test of reality, the closer, keener glance of steady observation. It is well that Youth looks through an enehanted glass, hat it seos in the distance tho green hills tops and not the pitfalls and thorny paths that che quer the ways of existence. And Old Ago! Must it look back for hopo and for joy? Oh! no. Even to Ihe dullest the dimmest vision, ther? is -to ho tho Christian spirit, a golden climo beyond a sunny realm, where now robes await the faithful, a new existence, and new joys, and where the aches, and the feebleness, and the furrows of age, shall give place to immortality, and all its holy and heavenly attributes. Origin of the Hmey Moon Tlo' the words are in common tiso. their deriva tion is little known, as nothing respecting them is found in tho dictionaries, or Eney. clopedias. The origin is from n custom of Tentones, an ancient people of Germany, who drank mead, or methegling; a beverage made wiih honey, for 30 days after every wedding. Miller who is pioaehing the destruction of the world in 1313, i buy jug land, 1
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