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POETRY.
From the Christian World.
Tbc Summer Birds.
BY MRS. A. B. WKLBT.
Sweet warblers of the sunny hours,
For ever on the wing
I love them, as I love the flowers, J .
The sunlight, and the spring.
They come like pleasant memories,
In Summer's joyous time,
And sing their gushing melodies
As I would sing a rhyme. -
In the green and tmiet places :f
Where the golden sunlight falls, .
We sit with smiling faces,
To list their silver calis;
And when their holy anthems
Come pealing through the air, '
Our hearts leap forth to meet them,
With a blessing and a prayer.
Amid the morning's fragrant dew
Amid the mists of even
- They warble on as if they drew
Their music down from Heaven. 1
How sweetly sounds each mellow note",
Beneath the moon's pale ray,
"When dying zephyrs rise and float,
Like lovers' sighs- away !
Like shadowy spirits seen at eve,
Among the tombs they glide;
Where sweet pale forms, for which we grieve,
Like sleeping side by side.
They break with song and solemn hush
Where peace reclines her head,
And link their lays with mournful thoughts
That cluster round the dead.
For never can my soul forget
The loved of other years ;
Their memories fill my spirit yet
I've kept them green with tears ;
And their singing greets my heart at times.
As in the days of yore,
Though their music, and their iovelineSjS)
Is o'er for ever o'er.
And often, when the mournful night .
Comes with a low, sweet tune,
And sets a star on every height,
And one beside the moon
When not a sound of wind or wave
The holy stillness mais,
I look above, and strive to trace
Their dwellings in the stars.
The birds I the birds of summer hours
They bring a gush of glee
To the child among the fragrant flowers
To the sailor on the sea.
We hear their thrilling voices
In their swift and airy flight
And the inmost heart rejoices r;
With a calm and pure delight
In the stillness of the starlight hoursj
When 1 am with the dead,
Oh! may they flutter 'mid the flowers
That blossom o'er my head,
And pour their songs of gladness forth
In one melodious strain,
O'er lips whose broken melody
Shall never sing again.
Tlit Farmer's Soag.
"Well, farmer, how speaketh the weather to-dayl
How sprmgeth the seed through the soil?
And how, when their trust these broad acres repay,
Wilt thou find the" leward of thy top !"
The farmer look'd up through the calm of the sky
The farmer look'd out o'er his field.
And he paused, as if scanning with spirit and eye,
The harvest those acres would yield.
"For years have my forefathers follow'd the plough,
And the harvests the Godhead has given I
With the fruits which, in autumn, they shook from
the bough,
They gave to the purpose of heaven!
The fruits have the board of the festival gracTd,
And the grain has been ground in the mill ;
Where the poor have requir'd, it has freely been
plac'd,
J3ut h never was food for the still!
"And blessings have follow'd iO them and to theirs,
And plenty, and pleasure, and peace?
They sow'd not in evil, and reap'd not in tears,
nd each season was crown'd with increase !
Like them have Isow'd, ant like them have Iraow'd
And I've reapM an I've gajjjpfd like them ;
nd while 1 tread in so blaelcjjS a road, ' f
"Neither Heaven nor earth will cognJjenuft
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From the Natchez Free Trader.
Romantic Story.
The Boston Times says "that someone
lately attempted to murder a sleeping woman
by pouring hot lead into her ear, and that so
shocking-a circumstance was never lieardofbc-
Jorc." This is a mistake. A more remarkable
instance occurred some years ago, in Virginia.
We personally knew all the parties intimately.
Col. F, a gentleman of high respectability
and frequently a Representative from his coun
ty, died, leaving a wife, some sons, a very
beautiful daughter, about 1 5 y ears of age. The.
widow, finding herself destitute, opened a board
ing house at tho county seat, and among the
boarders was Mr. W. a wealthy merchant, in
the meridian of life, and a very fine looking
man. This gentleman was the prop and stay
of the family, gave employment to the sons,
furnished means to educate the daughter in tho
most fashionable manner, and conceived for her
a violent passion. On her return from school,
he addressed her, but she resisted alike his ap
peals and the importunites of her mother and
friends. She bad indeed, formed an attach
ment for a very "nice young man" in the same
town, but he was not to be put in competition
with the rich merchant, in the estimation of the
family. The young lady perhaps thought oth
erwise. Finally, however, after two years of
assiduity and delicate gallantry on the part of
Mr. W. and the combined tears, entreaties,
threats and persecution of the family, the fair
girl stood before the altar and became his wife.
The evening a large party was given them, and
in the midst of the dance Mr. W. being sudden
ly attacked with vertigo and sick head ache,
was compelled to withdraw. His young wife
hung over him in the silent watches of night,
apparently in deep distress, and insisted on
giving him a potion. She poured out a wine
glass full of laudanum, and he swallowed it
without knowing its nature. From some cause,
it immediately acted as an emetic; but left him
stnpid and wandering. His senses reeled.
One moment he would lay motionless and com
itose as if on the borders of the spirit would,
and then, he would shriek and leap up convul
sively, like a strong man in his agony. Mrs.
W. denied all admission into the chamber. At
length he fell into a gentle slumber. She. then
stooped for a moment over the smouldering em
bersapproached tho bed, gazed at her sleep
ing husband, and holding a heated ladle in her
hand, calmly prepared to pour a stream of melt
ed lead into his ear. At that instant he moved,
and the hissing liquid intended to penetrate tip-,
and scald out, his brain, and thus cause hlh
death without a trace, fell upon his cheek. He
shouted in excruciating pain, and the revellers,
mother, brothers and friends, rushed in. There
writhed the still stupid husband, the lead rivi
ted deep into his cheek, and there stood the
fiend wife, her bridal fillets yet upon her brow,
the instrument of death in her hand an empty
phial labelled "Laudanum," lying on the floor.
The fearful reality of the case flashed on every
one,, and in the confusion of the moment she
disappeared, and was hurried forthwith out of
the commonwealth to a distant Slate; on search
ing the room an old French magazine was
found containing the death bed confession of a
woman, who had murdered nine husbands by
pouring lead into their ears. The laudanum
and the lead, it was ascertained; procured from
the store of Mr; W. a few" days before their
marriage, 2nd the ladle Used was part of a bri
dal present. The Grand Jury next morning
found a bill against the fugitive, and the legis
lature being in session, decreed a final solute
divorce What renders this case the more sin
gular is that Miss T. was proverbial for the
blandness of her manners, and the uniform soft
ness of her temper. She was a blonde. The
rose leaf tinted her lilly cheek as a sun beam
glows on snow. Her blue eyes were indescri
bably sweet, and her golden hair floated like
drapery of gossamer around a form more per
fect and voluptuous, than ever itaphaei dream
of or Petrarch aung, Often have we gazed, as
she stood the cynosure of every circle, and
wondered if angels could be so fair.
But the aetjuel of this romance is more sin
gular still. Years rolled by and Mr. W. con
tinued a wretched and solitary man. But tho
spell of the enchantress was still upon his soul.
He. closed his estates collected his ample
means, and followed her to her distant abode,
to make a new offer of his hand! She had just
married man of high standing, aware of all
the circumstances, but incapable of resisting
her charms. Poor W ! Then indeed, did the
iron enter his soul, "The deadly arrow quiv
ered in his side." His early love his fluctua
ting courtship his triumph and the tragedy
it occasioned the flight the divorce his
years of misery the new birth of his passion
and now its dissappoitnment, final and forever
-.came rushing over him, like an avalanche,
in the tide of bitter memories, and he prayed
for death ! Whether this prayer was answered
we know not. He may yot wander broken
hearted over the earth; but one thing we do
know. If he be dead, a more wretched, yet a
purer and-nobler spirit nevter winged its flight
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Little ILca Glaizcttc.
At Saint Jean-d'Herans, a village in the
Southeast of France, Mr. and Mrs. Masson have
opened a schobl as a branch of their missiona
ry operations. They occupy an apartment in
an bid chateau; celebrated in that country as
the residence of a Protestant martyr. It was
there that Mr. d'Heris was arrested, under
Louis XV., to be led-to Mens, where he was
decapitated. . t
The Evahgeiistand his wife are remarkably
blessed in the spiritual care they, bestow upon
the children of the village. A gentleman from
Geneva who has recently visited them relates
the following instance of the power of the tes
timony of the truth of God out of the mouth of
one of the smallest of the flock.
A few weeks ago; Lea Glaizette, only four
years oldj gave the missionaries ihe most cheer
ing evidence of the value of thelt labours. This
dear child used to take her little bench every
day and sit at the feet of Mrs. Massbn, to hear
her read the Scriptures, or relate to her some
of the stories from the Youths' Friend. She
used to retire, frequently, to a corner of the bid
kitchen of the chateau, where she prayed with
great fervor and simplicity. At the beginning
of last August, an inhabitant of the village, Mr.
X., was attacked by a nervous fever. The
child heard them speak of this man -with much
anxiety, concerning the state of his soul? for he
appeared to be approaching his end, but was
bitterly opposed to the word of God. She im
mediately left the house and penetrated, no one
knows how, to thervery chamber of the sick
man, and said to him "Mr. X., you are 'going
to die immediately, and you are going to meet
God, and yet you arc not converted! Shall 1
pray for you that the good God may forgive
your sins and give you a new heart!" "Yes, if
you please, my little friend." Immediately, this
amiable little creature kneeled down and pray
ed for him with so much earnestness and fer
vor, that he could not restrain his tears. It is
front him alone that we have learned the inci
dents of this touching scene; for, three days af
terwards, Lea was herself attacked by the same
fever with such violence, that for forty-nine
days her sufferings were dreadful, and she then
died without recovering her reason. From
that time, the enemy of God was changed, and
he is now found a constant hearer of the word
of God. He cannot speak of little Lea, with
out weeping. Quarterly paper of the Foreign
Evan. Soc.
An Argument for the Bible cause.
A lady in Bristol, England, deeply impressed
with the importance of the Bible Society, de
termined to make personal application in its
behalf, lo an elderly gentleman and her ac
quaintance, who possessed much wealth, but
never contributed to objects of ,this riatUre.
She was told by her friends it would Be in rain,
but this did hot shake her resolution. She
called and presented the case; exhibiting all
the documents calculated to promote her object.
They produced no impression. . She then rea
soned with him; but wilhoiu effect. At length
she asked him the question "Have'you a Bible;
Sir?" "Yes." "What would induce you to
part with ft?" . "1 would not part with it oh any
consideration." "Sir," said she; "there are
thousands in this laiid who are destitute of that
which you profess to prize s'd highly. A tri
fling portion of your property would supply a
fellow-creature with the book you would not
part with on any consideration." This appeal
produced the desired effect. The gentleman,
howeveri coiicealed his feelings, and simply ask
ed with an air of indifference, uWhal do you
think I ought to give?" Supposing that he was
balancing between a small sum and an absolute
refusal; she replied, "We receive any stim,J3ir;
however small." He then went td his bureau,
took a bag of guineas, and began very deliber
ately td count then! one two, three, four; and
so on. After he had proceeded sometime in
this way, the lady presuming that he had for
gotten the subject oh which she came; and was
engaged in other business, ventured to inter
rupt him with the remark that her time was
precious and that if he did not mtond to give;
she begged lo be informed, that she might so
licit elsewhere. "Have patience for a few
minutes," he replied and proceeded till he had
counted seventy-three guineas. "There, mad
am' said he, "there is one guinea for every
year that 1 have" lived; take (hit for the Bible
Society."
i'atrsotic.
"Feller Sogurs," said a newly elected lieu
tenant of Militia, away down in Maine, "I'm al
ii red oblceged to you for this shore up in the
ranks you have given me. Feller Sogers, I'm
not goin to forget your kirtdrtess soon net by
a darn'd sight ami I fell you what it is; rli
stick to my post like pilch to a pine board, so
long as there's peace; but as 1 go in for rotation
in office, if we should come to blows with the
Britishers, I'll bo darn'd if I don't resign right
off, and give every fellow a fair shake for fame
and glory, and all that ere."
Why are weddings called (bridal) parlies?
Because folk? generally get bit by them.
A Dialogue in the Market
Between a Yankee, an Irishman, a Dutch
man, and a Frenchman, on the subject of
Eatables and Speakables.
Yankee Hullo, Mounseer! what are you go
ing to do with them are frogs there, in that are
basket?
Frenchman De frog? Vy, sare, I will eat
de frog.
Irishman Ate him! what, ate that sprawling
divil of a straddle-bug? I'd a3 soon put all the
sarpints that St. Patrick carried out of Ireland
in abag down the throat iv me.
Yankee You can't be in earnest now, Aloun-
seer, You ain't such a pickerel as to bite at a
frog !
Frenchman Pickerellc! Vat is dat jrou
tall de pickerelle?
Yankee A darned great long nosed fish that
we catch with a frog bait.
Frenchman Vat you tell me, sare? You
bait de frog vit de fish? Mon Dieu! you no un
derstand de frog you no taste, no sense, no
skill in the cursine! Fish de bait vid de frog?
Begar!
YaHkee Fish the bait! Why don't you par
leyvoo right eend foremost? , .
Irishman Ay, cuishjamacreewhy "don't you
put the cart before the herse, as I do ?
Dutchman Yaw, mynheer, why don't you
dalk goot English, like I does?
Yankee Dalk? Ha, ha, ha! you talk about
dalking? Why, you can't no more pronouncie
the English than a wild Hoppintot. You can't
get your clumsy Tutch tonguo round the words
of civilized language. Now listen to me,
Mounseer Frenchman, and HI leach you how
it's done. . ,
Dutchman No lishen to me I unt'ersh,
tants how to pronounce de most properest. 1
gomes from te todder sidt of Enkland, andiure
I knows how to shpoke de pure Eriklish.
Irishman Is that a raisonable sort iv a rai
son now ? By that same logic I ahduld; know
how to speak the lhglish still better, for I came
from this side iv Ingland, and was niter across
the Irish channel sihee I was born, let alone
the day before that. And tkin, besid'er;. rae
sreat grandmother was a schoolmaster, and mO
second cousin', on me neighbors side, was a
praicher intill the bargain. So, Mister Mori
shure, I'm the boy that'll taiche ye to spake
Inglish properly.
, Frenchman OuU All speak de Ingleae
dt Yankee, de Irishman, de Dutchman', all
speak him bess, and all speak him different!
Begar! Now1, Vat you call dis (showing a po
tato,) dis pome, de tcrre? ,
Yankee That pum de tar! Why, MdrisceV,
i call that pum de tar, a potato.
Frenchman Oui. Now; sare, vat oii call
him? , ...
Irishman A par2tie---a raat murphy; t'6 be
shre.
Frenchman Oui. And now, sare; vat yob
call htm? ... ...
Dutchman "Wat I galls him? Wy, I galls
him a bridado, any vool might know dat. ,
Frenchman---Ha, ha, ha! begar! You all call
him differont. You all speak de true Inglese,
and you no speak, him like. Ha, ha, ha, begar!
Yankee Well, Mrfiinseer, now let hie ax
you a question. What is this I Have in my
hand? (showing a cane.) t
Frenchman1 Vat is dat? Vy, sare, dat is
dat is Sacre me ho can link. Vat you call
de homme, de rascalle, vol kill A-belle?
Yankee--- What killed a Belli
Frerichmart Oui, Monsieur; dat grand ras
calle, dat murd, dat knock down A-belle, vile
he keep de sheep; de mutton.
DutchmanOh, oh; 1 know what he means
now; he meads Gain; de vurat murtercr.
Frenchman Oui; yes sare: 'tis oae cane.
Yankee Right, Mounseer; it isn't two canes.
Now what do you call it ytiu lirab of old Ire
land? you essence of brogue?
Irishman I'm after calling it a shilaiah; and
if you don't be aisy calling ill names,- I'll be af
ter proviti' it to ye. ' , .
Dutchman Now, ahenllemafts, don't Tight
about a vort. Hark do me. I'll hut you out
one. Wat you gall ats.' isnowwg jaunty ui.
curd with whey.)
Irishman Ochl and isn't it a bonny-cUpper?
Yankee You may call it what y;d please,
but 1 call it lupper'd milk.
Frenchman Lop-ea? milk! "Mon Dieu! )e
Yankee milk ave do ear; ye; hear vat he say.
Mon Dieu!
Dutchman Now you pe's all wroHg". Dis
wat I have in de uokkin, is sehrhearcase.
Yankee U's a darned queer case,-1 think.
Why, you don't know the difference" betwiit
tweedledum, and twefidledee. So, gotfd bye to
you,
Frenchmanfcte feedledumi He is iib feedle-
dee, begar! (ifero one of the froga.hopped out
of Monsieur's basket; he porsiies hjm) Keshey
de frog! keshey do frogf 0, me pauvre frog!
O, grand fricitsse! He scape he run away
begar!
Irishman -Och, and isn't that quare flow,
that a living straddle.bug ahuld run away be
fore he'a cooked at all, at all; tha uiVgfateful Bar
pint! St. Patrick presage me from all frogs
and toads and other wakes aa long as I live.
And so with this praffis, 1'rii dfF.
Dutchman Mine bbj! wat a vubs is there
apout a pull-vrog!( But HI puy mine zour-gront;
and deii I'll pe off doo", in lesser as to dime.
ciii?6rtittly Modest:
An editor in Mississippi says it is about ti'riie
candidates for Congress were nominate d, aiUt
concludes with recommending himself thusi .
"We know no brie in our section of illS
State, more deseivirig of the office or ueji'eif
qualified to represent us, than ou'rseU".
are oppose? to the State Bonding stm- in
totd, to the Bonds of sin, ttf all bonds btk oilik
of love, and are stmrid in politics. IVU are
strictly moral in every respect; and no 'can
charge us with a bad act committed 5Vcs Wo
came to years Of discrelitm trial is; sViVco- wo
cut the credit system. The democrats cS? La
fayette will go for us Heart and Harttk Will
our ariti-bond friends have a meeting arfe! pre
vail Upon us to serve the party? We' only
want a little coaxing, iifcb a bashful young; wid
ow. 'Tis true we are no orator, but wf have
got a good voice; and have joined the debating
club for the express purpose of pjlrfling to
speak in public on the stump.' We havn't
joined the tee-totallors, but we shall Vako the
pledge at their next meeting. WMl more
need we say? Editors throughout the State
will please announce that we are 1 candidate,
provided they will wait for their, feed until we
receive - payment for Chancery Court advertis
ing done by us during the past two year. We
shall issue a horse-bill at an early day, describ
ing our parts; pedigree and preterisi'uns."
Singular Occnrreilfe.
Some weeks since; ah eld gig was sent t
Mr. Samuel H. Gorer, auctioneer in Baltimosev
to be sold. On Wednesday last it was knock
ed off to an individual for the small sum f
$2 50. Subsequently the purchaser disposed
of the gi'g.lo a Mr. Muddy. On remsving tbe
lining on Friday, Mr. M., discovered a pocket
book, which; on being opened, was found
contain a number of current bank notes, amount
ing in all to the sum of $750. As far as the
fotmer owh'ers of th gig have been tracedj no
one seerhs to have any knowledge df the" exist
ence Of the money in its hiding place.
A Great Tree
A red d? sugar maple tree, hi Ossipee. N. H.,
was blown over ih the late storm, which fcss
been for a long time a great cuHdaity in (hat
neighborhood,, The circumference Of this tree
at the ground was 23 feet, and cbntiued about
the same size for 17 feet, perfectly straight and
smooth. The Owner has made forty pounds of
sugar frorh this lreb a year, and its product now
at the saw mill has just been ascertained to be
3300 feet of inch boards, and nine cords of wood
for fuel.
Time:
It is a truism that time passes ra'pidly it way.
The wheel is constantly revolving and carries
with it our griefs and joys and finally life it
self. The ancients represented time with a
forelock, to show that il should be seized with'
Out delay, and that if once lost, it cannot be' se
cured. The duration of a1 man's life should not
be estimated by his years but by what be' has
accomplished by the uses which he has made
of time and opportunity. The industrious man
lives longer than the drone and by inuring
our body to exercise and activity we shall
more than double the years of over existence.
A recent village debate in Yerrao'ht, upon
the question "ought a young matud foller a gal,
after she gives him the mitten?" was duly ar
gued pro and con- -and Uien ihe President de
cided that "he hadn't 'ough'ter.
When the s'.opper of a glass decanter be"
comes too ti" nt, a cloth wfet with hot water Mi&
applied to the neck will cause the glass to ex
pand, so that the stopper may h& easily remov
ed. The editor of the New York Aurora is a
prime liaHu at "kalkailating." Listen to him ;
In Cincinnati, where eggs are three cents
and d half per dozen, pork one dollar and ajhajf
per hundred;, and flour four dollars pe? barrel, at
lady piyi $15 for a Parisia bcrmet. She
consequently wears upon her heatJ two bar rel
Of flour. 400 cwt. of pork, and about 29' 1-2
dozen of eggs. A pretty good for e Hatty.
"Daddy, daddy, kV going to raint"' sard1 a fir
tie urchin lo his- father, the other evening.
"What make you think sd, my son'y "Cause
there's a vttn& reat 'circumstance' rouwi the
moon.
&rmik.Mi
the GVand jury of AlTegheny CbunTy, says
the Easton Whig, have presented te the Cewrt
the subject of drunkenness, and suggested' that
intoxication should be made s criminal' a! by
the laws of the State.
Why is a widow like a kettla mender?
cause she is desirous- of re-pairing.
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