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POETRY.
T a IiOrely !irl.
Tnoo art not beautiful, yet thy young face
Makes -up in sweetness what it needs in grace;
Thou art not beautiful, yet thy blue eyes
Steal o'er the heart like sunshine o'er the skies
Theirs is the mild and intellectual ray,
That to the inmost spirit wins its way:
Theirs are the beams that full upon you roll,
Surprising all the senses and ihe soul;
For oh! when pure as Heaven's sercnest skies,
Thy timid soul sits pleading in thine eyes,
The humid beams that 'neath thine eyelids steal,
Can softly teach the coldest heart to feel
For Heaven, that gives to thee each mental grace,
Hath stamped the angel on thy sweet young face.
Oh! while the pearl of peace securely dwells
Deep in thy tender heart's ambrosial celis,
While Virtue sheds around thy virgin name
A light more lovely than the light of fame,
Thy sweet simplicity, thy graceful ease
Shall please even more than Beauty e'er can please;
Thy heart of softness and thy soul refined
Shall charm and win the most fastidious mind;
And, as for me, where'er my footsteps wend;
My heart, brim full of thee, my happy friend!
Shall pine, when musing on thy swset young face
Thine airy footstep, and thy breezy grace,
To lay a soft hand mid thy trembling curls,
And bless thee as the loveliest of girls.
Louisville Journal. Amelia.
A Bee Story.
AX INCIDENT OF THE REVOLUTION.
There is perhaps in the countless variety of
"Humorous Tales" which our weekly Journals
furnish, none whose circumstances, and scene
of action, can gire to the American reader that
satisfaction and acceptance as those which
transpired during the Revolutionary war.
Let them be upon what subject they may,
they ever carry with them that idea of heroic
perseverance bold and intrepid daring of the
old patriots, which will ever awaken the most
agreable reflections and honest pride in the
;breast of every American.
Made up as the American army was, in great
part ofinexperienced soldier men who had, per
haps, but'a few months before, Jeft their homes
-at Liberty's call; it was a natural consequencej
4hat though all were fired with patriotic motiveSj
anions them were to be found men of all char
acier, all temperaments, and dispositions.
In the army whose long standing and organ
ization has made its every member a soldier by
profession than of necessity, both officers and
privates become habituated to the camp re
straint, which is ever essential to the preserva
tion of that good order and quiet demeanor, on
ly to be found in the well disciplined soldier.
And though in the republican army every of
fence of importance received its just punish
ment; yet when Gen. Washington considered
the inexperienced state of the militia, he wise
ly judged that it would be bad policy to confine
them down to all points of the iron discipline,
and almost useless restrictions, which at that
period characterized the British army.
The humorous incident following, is one of
the many practical jokes related by an old rel
id. whose honorable scars bore testimony of
the active nart he took in those trying times:
In a portion of the New Hafirpshire militia
was a character wnosc reauarainay' pernaps
as well be covered wiihi5-Bob Teal as
any other.
He was extremely young, being in the minor
bonds of eighteen years a mere stripling, yet
with a strong robust frame, and withal as good
a soldier as the Granite detachment could com
mand. He had a round good-natured face, a
sharp intelligent eye, a well balanced mind,
,-jgsd last of all :hal indispensable qualification
Ior good soldier an invincible courage. And
iliouofc an humble private, he was universally
respited for his daring a.d admired and be
loved -for Uis wit and good nature. With his
corps and more intimate companions he was a
general favorite: could bins the best yyog; tell
the best story, aitd crack the dryest joke of any
initio camp. j&verv jjarwneso uuv"-
romirry which was invented by his fua-Jvif'
.i to. .... i i , a, -want art.- ii
companions was sur to find him either &heci-
ly or indirectly .connected -ith it.
i
It was at ihe time ot the march or te Airwr-
lean army from Hacrlem to the Whitft fhim,
that it was found impossible for all the camp
equipage to be transported by ihe. baggage wag
ons; a portion of the ligher articles wero lher-3-frre
from necessity carried by hand carts. In
thjs portion of moving, it tellto the lot of Teal
STRO UDSBTJRG. MONROE COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 27, 184L
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among others to assist. Tho business part of
decamping being over, the army took, up its
line of march. Robert with a waggish cart
companion, had proceeded but a few miles,
when a shrewd, suspicious looking fellow la
boring with a hive of bees under each arm, ap
peared by the side of the soldiers. He was
evidently much fatigued withhis heavy burden,
and after supporting it some way with great
labor, presented it with the appearance of much
generosity, to the thankful hand cartincn, who
solacing themselves with the anticipation of a
rich treat loaded the donor with many compli
ments and thanks
They had not however, enjoyed their newly
acquired property but a few hours, when an old
character, of a sordid; though wealthy reputa
tion, and withal a rank tory, came riding furi
ously after the army, as he said for the detec
tion of thieves, and seeing the .hires, claimed
them as his property, being stolen the preced
ing night charging also Robert and his com
panion with the theft. It was promptly and
stoutly denied by the harmless couple; and
though the soldiers corroborated the fact that
they were presented by a stranger, the exas
perated horseman would hear no vindicating
statements, but declared that they were all a set
of 'infernal rag-a-muffiins,' who would tell one
falsehood to substantiate another- and was
about to leave the field with a volly of oaths
and imprecations upon the wronged and indig
nant soldiers, who if the restrictions of discipline
had not confined them to their ranks, would
have resented the insult in the manner it de
served. Robert cooly listened to the old fol
low's abuse and thought he might spare him a
few of his bees, without robbing himself, and as
he had acquired the difficult art of handlingthem,
he prepared to use the little scorpions to a good
purpose. Being employed at the cart, he took
advantage of the liberty thus allowed, and while
the soldiers engaged the attention of the en
raged bee-owner, by cutting sarcasms upon his
person, thus adding fuel to his wrath. Bob filled
his capacious fists with the tenants of the hives,
and stepping from the main body of the army
accosted the wrathful tory;
'Do you charge us with stealing your bees?'
'Yes! you infernal thievish heap of impu
dence.' 'But, sir,' said Teal, with a fearless and ro
guish accent, which made the old threat'ner
foam with rage 'I assure you, you are mistaken
and even if your conjecture were correct, it
would have been better had )Tou not let out the
vials of 3'our wrath until you were more cer
tain of the thief.'
'You consummate scoundrel! you base, horn
lump of impertinence! how dare you use such
language to one of his Majesty's Collectors?'
'We care not,' said Bob, adtancing nearer
the horse, 'whether you are one of his Majes
ty's Collectors, or his boot-black; royal favor
has little to do with us.'
'But you will find what my influence is,' mut
tered the Collector through his teeth 'for to
morrow morning, scoundrel, prepare to be court
martialled;' and he stuck his spurs into the side
of his long-tailed Andalusian, to gallop with his
complaint to head-quarters.
'Stop a moment!' cried Bob.
'What! you dog,' said the tory, reining in his
Rosinante, gleaming with rage.
'Let us have the bee trouble setiled,' said
Dob, on the, spot you will say we stole your
hive of bees'' and he drew nearer to the steed
of the maddened royalist collector.
'Yes! I persist in my charge, I still say you
stole m-m-my o-bees.'
'Well sir, then take them back again,' said
Bob, and he adroitly lodged the contents of his
palms under the fly-switch of the sensitive an
imal, who feeling the outrage, curled that ne
ther ornament down after the fashion of a frigh
tened dog, which pressing the honey insects,
they instinctively plied their darts with such
alacrity that the tortured animal reared, and
plunged with such madness as nearly to de
throne the old tory.
'Woe'a! woe'a!' he ejaculated tremuously, in
the utmost horror at his situation ho! ho! catch
at a t 4 tL
tins horse s head whoo! wnoo! sir, wnoo!
A burst of bugbluJismiAkp.jQtighled sol
i . .i i
ajery was tne oiny answer.
ed cut
'Ho! ho! shouted he, as his mad ste
his antics about the plain, while he, bouncing
in his saddle cut such a ludicrous figure, that
peal after peal of laughter from the merry sol
diers, answered his repeated calls for help.
The desperate animal, goaded to madness
by the- merciless stingers in his rear, snapped
tho curb by which he had hitherto been re
strained, started like lightning over the plain;
while be, bouncing and jolting in his saddle,
sn!TPO ni inet inn lit ins uiiims. -iikiij: iieiu:
v - r-
catch this horse!' amiu the deafmng applauses
If WJ-C (UKUUi;, UIJUl IIM HUM IliO DIUW) lit Mini
iheadfong course, appeared but' a speck on the
KtHifvw.
The old collector was nev$r hoard of nfur-
wartfs. Bob not only gained grroit credit for
this exploit, but saved the rest oi his bees, and
hu honey, which Jast if jhe, soldiers were com
petent judges, proved ihttt evening auhe camp
table to be super-exedknt. '
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From the New Orleans Picayune.
Power's Faciei.
We yesterday visited litis last resting .place
of the friendless the home of the stranger
this repository of the unknown dead! Ah!
there is to be seon a sight which would bring
tears into the eyes of the most stoical philoso
pher a sight which would summon up thoughts
of a hereafter in the mind of the most heartless
scoffer of virtue and religion! There are to be
seen hundreds of new-made graves, with the
earth fresh and negligently thrown over them
looking as. if they who slept the sleep that nev
er waketh, underneath, had been but just in
urned. Then there are to be seen the rows of
newly dug graves, ready to receive the first
customer the sexton, like a cunning trades
man, showing himself an adept in the business,
by having excavations open tu accommodate all
sizes.
But we were struck on perceiving that those
distinctions which pervade society in this coun
try, notwithstanding our boasted republicanism,
is even observed in Potter's Field.- The differ
ence or distinction to which we allude is this:
the man for whom burial fees are paid by his
friends, no matter how vicious may have been
his course of life, or how dissolute his habits,
is buried in a grave separaie and apart from all
others. With the unfortunate unknown who
died in the hospital, or is sent there by the cor
poration, it is dilferent; for all such a large dike
is dug, capable of containing two coffins abreast,
and into that the American freeman, because he
has fallen the victim of misfortune's poisoned
darts, is huddled in common with the most ab
ject negro slave! Well, indeed, may the scol-
ler at our institutions pronounce that truly A
merican axiom- "all men are born free and
equal" a humbug.
But our purpose is not to write an essay on
these artificial distinctions which the greatest
sticklers for democracy often uphold, but to
speak of Potter's Field as it is. Of all those
buried in the dikes, of course, nothing is known,
and there they lie, covered with the clay of for
getfulness. With those interred by their friends,
and for whom the burial fees have been paid, it
is different. At the head of almost every corpse
is a small, rudely constructed pine cross, On
this is inscribed, with a perfect indifference of
the rules of orthography, some memento of a
living friend the epitaph, in most cases, being
the name alone of the deceased individual. In
some instances, however affection runs riot, and
virtues are ascribed to the deceased of which
the most rigidly righteous might well bo proud.
We saw two things while in the Potter's
Field yesterday, which mace more than a mo
mentary impression on our mind. One told of
the uncertain tenure by which we hold life the
other bespoke pure and unalloyed affection.
The first is a white painted board at the head
of a grave, on which was inscribed, in black
letters, an epitaph in this wise:
"Sacred to the memory of John Dunn, a na
tive of Edenderry, Kings county, Ireland, who
departed this life , aged . Erected
by his affectionate brother, Patrick Dunn."
" Why is that grave so high? said we, to
the polite sexton, who went with us through
the grave yard.
" Because," he said, "there are two brothers
buried there, one over the other; it was done
at the request of him who died last, and by or
der of the Mayor who so far gratified his dying
wish."
The denouement of the slory briefly is, the
ietters were not well dry which told of John's
death and grave, before Patrick himself gave
him the fraternal etnbrace in death, and shared
the same grave with him!
The second incident lo which we have allu
ded is this. While looking over the coarsely
covered graves, there was one which we stood
to admire. It was nicely smooihed over, and
covered with green tnrf, which was already be
ginning to grow on it. While there, a woman,
young, but dressed in a coarse mourning suit,
which told she was a widow, came up. We
saw sorrow in her eye, yet could not but ad
mire the mechanical manner in which she
pv'IITeed her affection for, and paid reverence
to, the dead. i.
She dropped an evergreen, which -sift car-
n MCr s'e ant 'browing herself over the
JgrveMhhysbaju', fgr:.such the iJeceaded apf-
peared to he, she "wi-in the fullness ot her
heart, and most bitterly. There was as'pccics'
of poetry, mixed whir poignant sorrow in her
language, as she spoke of the merits of hoc dear
deceased pari tier, and of the forlorn snd isolated
position which she now occupied in the world
After a copious shower of tears thus shed
over his grave, she puiled her beady from her
bosom, and told we know not how iuuy paters
and aves for the repose of his soul. This done,
she planted the evergreen at his head, and left
Poller's Field as she entered it the emblem of
Unsophisticated sorrow and pTire conjugal affec
tion. Descending from mind to iiiatier we could
observe that, the Hyy-pr x'Sti property has or
dtred that the graves be all eovcred Jwith lime,
ii is dnr, and this prevents any unpleasant i-X
fluvia which would otherwise ariso from the
numerous intcrmenta. . !
October. !
The following beautiful description of the
month of October, we cut from an exchange pa
per some lime since, and have no recollection
to which of them the credit belongs:
October has come, the sweetest; saddest
month of all the year. Its sunsets and its gor
geous forests, how beautiful and brief as beau
tiful their gorgeous dyes.
There is a pensive beauty in October days;
autumn is now clothed in her loveliest drape
ry; the forest leaves are not yet dry and crisp;
nature has not yet put on her frigid aspect, but
the sighing of the breeze and the falling leaf, is
nature's knell for her autumn glories; soon all
these beautiful things will have lost their beau
ty, all these bright things their brightness.
These changeful, though lovely scenery, lend
a touching interest to autumn days. Go into
the deep thick wood; listen to the hushed, deep
murmur of the evening breeze, as it genii1, un
dulates the glorious and richly colored foilage;
look aWay into yonder vault of heaven, in this
sunset hour; how the resplendent hues of topaz,
and amethyst and gold, beautifully blend in
each other, and stream in living light across
the ether sky. It is the very gate of heaven
and that lone star, seems a beacon light, hung
out from his golden portals, to guide us, erring
wanderers home. We can also hear their
blest voices, as they mingle around the throne
of the Most High. Whose soul will not kin
die within him, and whose spirit will not thrill
with ecstacy on contemplating scenes like
these? Who does not feel that he is holding
converse with pure beings, that he is
"Just on the boundary of the spirit land.
Close to the realm where angels have their birth!"
How eloquent is nature who is not purer
and better when he listens to her voice? How
impressively does God speak to us, at this
sweet, sad season. How he lets his goodness
and his glory pass before us. He makes all
nature beautiful, and gives us faculties to en
joy its beauties. Sweet flowers, ye too, in
your ever varying hues and delicious odors,
whisper the name of your Creator. Ye wear
the richest dyes, and send forth the sweetest
fragrance, as ye are about to fade and dye.
Apt emblems of life.
The autumn of our days is coming, but if we
are ready, like the glorious forests and beauti
ful flowers, we may wrap our garments around
us, and wait in holy peace, till we are called
to bloom in "beauty immortal," in the gardens
of God.
"2 caca't spare Time."
The four words with which we head this ar
ticle, in .the effects which the)' have produced,
have been the cause of a great deal of mischief
and have kept many from embarking manfully
in tho work of storing intellectual measures.
When a young man is urged to commence the
work of study, he turns and lets fall the four
simple words, " canH spare time" and thinks
he has given a sufficient excuse from further
attention on the subject.
There are many mechanics, too, who instead
! of doing their part towards
the cultivation of
iheir own minds, and throwing their influence
and talent into the general stock for tho im
provement of an association, satisfy themselves
with the observation, and perhaps really think
'they ecrit spare time! The excuse is a very
handy one, and has passed current too long,
for in a majority of cases there is neither sense
nor truth in it. In the iirst place it need not oc
cupy a great portion of time for by proper man
agement, a large share of invaluable informa
tion may be obtained in a short lime; of this
any man may be convinced by trying the exper
iment. There is time enough lost and wasted in the
pursuit of what men call pleasure, which if
properly appropriated, would place them in a
high state of cultivation. Time can be found to
ride and dance, and sing time can be found to
lounge and talk nonsense; but, alas! how many
think 'they can't spare time' to attend to the no
blest and best part of their natuie; that which
alone elevates and causes them to feel tho "di
vinity within."
Sleeping in Church. It is a maUer of record
that, about one hundred yearsago, ah "Indian
was, earned by a discreet burgessto. witness
life servie'e bfnlle sanctuary on the Lord's day.
When these services were ended, the citizen,
on their way homewards, in order to impress
upon his tawny friend the superiority of Chris
tianity over heathenism, entered into a detail of
tho money appropriated by the congregation of
which he was a member, lor tho support of pub
lic worship, the erection of the house, the sala
ry of tho minister, &c. To all this the son of
the forest, who had observed the drowsy dispo
sltion which pervaded the assembly, replied.
" Umph! Indian sleep just as sound under a
tree, and not pay anything." Mcr. Journal.
Convalescent. "Your heel must bo some
what better, I think," said a gentleman to n
buxom lass who had a hole in the heel of her
stocking. "Why so?" she asked. "Because,
Miss," replied the gentleman, "I perceive it is
getting out."
N6i4
"xnrnSTOEJBpewncn
From the United States Gazette. ' ,
Mr. Chandler Dear Sir: I was upward.?
of twenty years much afflicted with the rheu-
matism, particularly in the winter .season. At
nights the pain was so great as to deprive me
(if the necessary rest. Nearly all my joini
were affected. I tried everv remedv I could
hear of, but found no relief. A few years since,
a Jerseyman gave me the annexed receipt. . I
have used it every winter since, say, two or7
three times only, and have not Inst, since I first
used it, an hours rest from rheumatics. I hav.e"
given it to hundreds, and as far as heard Tr.oin,
it has relieved them all.
Recipe. One gill of Gympson seed, (riiivr
ripening, can be found in great plehty around'
the city) put in a pint bottle, fill the bottle with
the shavings of a rich turpentine yellow pitttf
board or knot, then fill up with strong alcohoL
In three days, the turpentine, and the virtue"
from the Gympson seed will be extracted by
the alcohol, turning the liquid of a greenish col
or. It is then fit for use. Bathe the part af
fected with this preparation a few times, ai'id
it will take away ail pain.
I consider it so effectual a remedv, having
received so much benefit from its use, thai i
consider it a duty to make it public. Respect
fully yours,
A SUBSCRIBER
A Kepro Soy in ihe West Jiadies;
Thc negro boys there are the most cunning
imps I have ever had to do with. I recollect
on my last voyage to Jamaica, while my vessel
was lying in St. Anne's Bay, I had to go to
Port Maria to look for some cargo; and on my
way thither, near Ora Cabeca, 1 came to one
of the numerous small rivers that empty them
selves into the little bays along the coast L
think it was the Salt Gut. When at some dis
tance, I had observed a negro boy belaboring a
mule most heartily; but before I got up he had
left off his thumping and dismounted, and now
appeared in earnest talk with his beast, which,
with fore legs stretched out firm, and ears laid
down, seemed proof against ail arguments to
induce him to enter the water. Quashie was
all animation, aiid his eyes flashed like fire-flies.
" Who o! you no go ober? Berry well
me bet you fippenny me make you go No?
Why for you no bet? Why for you no go ober?"
Here the mule shook his ears to drive off the
flies, which almost devour the poor animals in, ,,
that climate. "Oh! you dd bet berrry well
den me try." 4
The 5""no rascal (he was not more than ten
years old) disappeared in the bush, and return
ed in a few seconds with some strips of fan
weed, a few small pebbles, and a branch of the
cactus plant. To put three or four pebbles, in
each of the mule's cars, and tie them up with
the fan weed, was but the work of a minute.
He then jumped on the animal's back, turned
round, put the plant to his tail, and off they
went, as a negro himself would say, "like mad,
Massa." Into the water they plunged tho
little fellow grinning and showing his teeth in
a perfect ecstasy. Out they got on the other
side head and cars down tail and heels up
and the boy's arms flying about as if they 1
did not belong to him; and I lost sight of him
as he went over the rocky steep at full gallop,
whereone false step Would have prflcipitated
them into the sea beneath, from whence there
would have been but small chance of escape..
No, no, a butcher's boy is nothing to a negro
boy the one may ride like the devil, but the
other is the very devil himself riding. .
"Did you see any more of him, sir?" inquired
a young lady opposite.
"Yes, madam: about two hours afterward I
reached Port Maria, and in an open space near
the stores there sat, or rather lay, young Quashie
eating cakes; and there also stood the mule
eating guinea-grass, and looking much more
cheerful than when I first saw him at Salt Gut.
Well, Quashie,' I said, 'you have got here, I
see, but which of you won?' 'Quashie win,
massa Quashie neber lose.' 'But will he
pay?' I inquired. 'Quashie pay himselfr mas
sa. You see, Massa Buccra, massa gib Quashio
tenpenny-bit for grass for mule. Quashie bet
fippenny ho make him go ober de Gut Quashie
win Quashie had fippenny for cake, mule hab
ifippenny for grass "
Pat's Prayer. An Irishman was brought
up in the Police Court at New York a short
time since, and after being questioned, he was
released. On understanding this, says the
Sun, Pat gracefully retired back a few paces,
and flinging his tattered hat on the floor, drop
ped as suddenly on his knees as if he had been
shot; then convulsively clenching his hands to
gether and looking upwards, he poured forth
his gratitude in the following extempore sup
plication; "May the saints in heaven purtect
you, yer riv'rince! and may every hair in yer
neaa turn tu a mowid candle to light ye to glo
ry
t
, Oil and CoRN.Excellent oil suitable foi
burning in lamps and other purposes is said ;to
have been recently made from Indian Corn. It
I looks- "very like a Whale?