' ""fTilliiM'iM'"'" llf " ' " ,""" wt" y pes. TE CO TVIIEIin DEMOCRATIC iTvlrXirLES POHJT TITS WAYJ WIIEt T3TSY CEAJH2 TO LEAD, VTE CZ&STI TO TOUECrtf BV JOHN G GIVEN. EBKNSBUilG, THURSDAY, APRIL ID, 1849. VOL. 5. NO. 28. - " :- : " - ""' 1s;-' . . . i- - -, - , . -i jj i - 1 1 - - - - ' - - a - - - i r .' ,i- , ,- r ,m.i " ii , bm J ! ' f. t i ? K - No Mglil But Ilalh lis 3Iorii. There are times U deepest inrrow, Wlien tha heart foela loito and aJ; Tims wl.en memory' spell ! m igic .i . i ij lure iti giuiun ins spiru c:i.iu. I Vouldl ihu have a waml all potent To illumine Ii'V darkest nihif Ti llie thought that e'or in nturo,. . .-i.-tJirlrtt fiu'urs'preceUe tho light. UMicn the world. coM, dark and elfish, Fro w i.s upon the fci blc flame. Lighted fru n the torch f genius, Wi.rih ha kindled round thy name; - When the fundenf hp s are Mighted. And ihy Io.mt pru"iect fade, 'lhink.nh. lonu one. Mounted and slighted Sunshine ever follow h-id miSOSLLANEOUS THE COUNT AXDHIE rocsi.N. Who is that beautiful girl to whom you bowed so familiarly?' said Charles Win atanley to Horace Grenville, as they pro ceeded down tha steps oi" the city hotel. ' Pnat was Adelaide Walsingnam, your "cousin and mine, Charles,' said Horace; reaily yoa mast have let'c yoar memory aniong the beauties of Paris, if you cannot recognise your nearest of kin.' oa forget, Horace, that when I last saw Adelaide, she was a lively little hoy dsn, scarce ten years old; die lapse oi seven' years makes a wondrous diligence in a lady, wnatever it may do witii a gen tleman.' Nay, if you begin to discuss Time's changes, Charles, i mast confess you can not congratulate yourself upon having es caped a touch of his linger. Who, in that bronzed complexion and hirsute visage, could discover any traces of the smoom cheeked boy wham I list saw on the deck, of a French packe.-snip some seven years ago? iiut tell me, vrti did you not write taut, you were earning nome?' Because 1 did not Know my own mind, Horace; i really was not quite certain about it until 1 had been a week at sea. The odd pronunciation of my German valet having caused my name to be placed on the list of passengers as 31 r. Stanley, it occurred to me that the mistake would enable me to return incognito, and 1 thought 1 would humor the joke, if but to am how many of my old friends would recognise me. I arrived last evening, and should now be a perfect stranger in my nifi.e city, had I not accidentally met you tais morning; and even you, Horace, did not at first know me.' Know you, Charles! who the deuce ould even see you oehind that immense g.owih of brush-wood upon your l.p and caeekf Do you really mean to wear t use enormous whiskers and moustaches.' Certainly not longer than suns my present purpose, Horace. When I was in Germany, l learned to wear moustaches fjr th3 same reason that I learned to sihoaC t.ie meerocaaam oecause e.ervbody else did it. In Paris 1 reduced them a litde, 1 bit did not entirely baaish tliem, because I t.iere also I found them in fashion. A lieiy litde French lady, a passenger in oar ship, wagered a pair of l'aris gloves that 1 would not wear them a week in America; I accepted the bet, and for one week you will see me 'bearded like the parde.' Nay, if you like them,' said Horace, laughing, 'you need not seek an excuse far wearing them; they are quite the fash Un, and ladies now estimate a m-iz, act'Ua they once d.d, by his altitude, but by the length of his whiskers.' 1 have no desire to win ladies' favor by wearing an unshaven face,' answered Curies; butpray, Horace, tell me some thing more about our pretty cousin.' bhe is as- lovely in character, Charles, a? she is in person, but she has one great fiult: like the most of our fashionable belles, she has a mania for everything for eign. Her manners, her dress, her ser vants, all come from abroad, and she has declared to me repeatedly her resolution never to marry an American. What is it my fair countrywomen so much admire in their foreign lovers.' asked Charles. Oh, they say there is a polish and ele gance of manner belonging to foreigners, which Americans never possess. Two of Adelaide's intimate friends have recent ly married sons of some antedeluvian Ger mm family, and our lovely" cousin is am buiousoflorming an equally splendid al liance.' If she were to marry a western farmer,' said Charles,, with a smile, she would r :ign over a principality qUUe as largCf ami P3rh ips more nourishing, than usually belongs to these emigrant nobles. Adelaide is a noble hearted girl,' re. plied Horace, 'and I wish she could be pared of her folly: If she is rosily a sensible girl, Horace, and that is her onlv fiult. I t might be cured.' Horace shook his head. Come and dine with me, Horace; bs careful to tell no one of my arrival, and we'll discuss the matter over a bottle of fine old Medeira, if you are not too fashionable to drink it. - - ;'"" The windows of Mr. Walsingham's house poured a Hood of light through the crimson silk curtains upon the wet and dreary-looking street, while the music heard at internals told to the gaping crowd collected about the door, that the ricji were making merry. The decorated rooms were brilliant with an array of youth and beauty, but fairest among them all stood the mistress of th-e festival. Attired in a robe of white crape, with no other orna ment than a pearl bandeau confining her dark tresses, she looked the personification of joy. Cousin Horace,' she exclaimed, as she saw her favorite cousin enter the room, you have not been here these three days;' and then, in a lower tone, she added, 'who was tha: splendid Don WnislteraiiJ j with whom I saw you waiki lg yesterday?' Horace laid his linger on his lip as a tall figure emerged from the crowd at the entrance of the room '.Miss Walsingham, allow me to present to you the mosuioble Count Pfeifl'enharnmer.' The blood mounted into Adelaide's cheek as the Count bowed low over the hanJ which he hastened to secure for the next quadrille There was a mischievous sparkle in Horace's eye, and a diep and earnest devotsdness in die stranger's man ner, which made her feci a little uncomfor table, though she knew not why. A sin gle glance sutliced to show her that the Count .was attired in a magniticent court suit, with diamond buckles at the knee, and a diamond band looping up the elegant ckabeaubrcu, which encumbered his arm. After some minutes she ventured to look more courageously at him. He was tall and exceedingly well shaped; his eyes were very bright, but tha chif attraction was a beautiful mouth, garnished with the most splendid moustache that eve: graced an American ball-room. Adelaide was deligh.ed. He danced elegmdy; not wish the s.iU" awkward manner of an American, who always seem s half ashamed of the un dignified part he is playing, but with a buoyancy of step and grace of motion per fecdy unrivalled. Adelaide was enchan ted. He spoke English very well; a slight German accent alone betrayed his foreign birdi, and Adelaide did not like him the less for that, it is true she felt a little queer when she found herself whirling through the waltz in the anus of an entire stranger, and her brow flushed with some thing very like anger, when she felt his bearded lip upon her hand, as he placed her in a seat, but this was only the freedom of foreign manners. Tne evening passed away like a dream, and Adelaide retired to her room with a burning cheek, and a frame exhausted by what she deemed pleasure. She was too much excited for sd-eep, and when she ap peared at her father's breakfast-la hi? (a duty which she never neglected,) it was with such a pale cheek and heavy eye that lie was seriously alarmed. These late hoars wdl kill you my child,' said he, as he kissed her forehead; 1 shall return at noon, and if 1 find you still so languid, Til send for Dr. ' So saying, he slept into his carriage and dro ve to his counting-room, where, immer sed in business he quite fergot Adelaide's cheek, until the 'dinner hoar summoned hini from his dingy little ollicetohis state ly mansi;;:i. . A.s he entered the door, he recollected Adelaide's xhausod Jook. Poor child,' murmured he, 'rfvoauef how she is.' A low musical laugh struck on his ear as the servant threw opon the drawing room, and the sight of her radiant counte nance, looking more brilliant than ever, as she sat between Cousin Horace and the Count, soon quieted his fears. Mr. Walsingham, in common with most Americans of the olden time," had a great prejudice against foreigners. 'If they are real lords,' he used to say, 'they don't want my daughter; audit' they are not real lords, my daughter don't want them.' His no tions of the Teutonic character were foun ded upon the wonderful stories which his mother used to tell him about the Hessians, and vague ideas of ruffians and child-eaters were associated in his mind with every thing German." The coldness with which he saluted the noble Count, formed a stri king contrast to the cordial warmth with which he grasped the hand of his nephew. Glad to see you, Horace couldn't speak a word to yo.i last night, you were so surrounded with pretty girls. Uy the way, boy,' drawing him aside, 4who is that hairy-faced fellow?' That is Count Pfeifienhammer, uncle.1 Count Pipehammer! well, the Ger mans have certainly an odd fancy in names Pray what is his business?' Business!' said Horace, laughing; why his chief bu siness at present is to receive the revenues of his principality.' Principality!' fudge! a few barrel acres with half-a-dozen mud-hovels on 1, I suppose. It won't do, Horace it vrbirx do. Adelaide deserves . somothins:' b-itcer than a mouthful of moonshine. 'What th e deuce did yon bring him here for? I don't think I could treat him with common ci vility, if it were not for your sake ' Then for ray sake, dear uncle, treat him civilly, and I give you my word you shall not repent your kindness.' Every day saw the Count paying his devoirs to the lovely Adelaide, and always framing some very winning excuse for his visit. A boquet of rare exotics, or an ex. quisite print, a scarce book, or a beautiful specimen of foreign mechanism, were sure to be his apology. Could any girl of seventeen be insensible to such gallant wooing, especially when proffered by a rich young nobleman, who wore such splendid whiskers, and whose mustache and imperial were the envy of all the as pirants afterladiss smiles.' Adelaide soon began to discover, that, when the Count was present, time llew on cigies' wings; and when, after spending the morning in her company, he ventured to mike one of the gay circle usually assembled in the drawing-room at evening, she was con scious of a degree of pleasure for which she was unwilling to account. His inti macy with her cousin Horace afforded him the opportunity of being her companion abroad as well as at home, and in the gay e vening party, the morning promenade, or the afternoon ride, th-e handsome Count was ever her attendant. A fueling of gratified vanity probably aided die natural goodness of Adelaide's temper, and enabled her to endure, with exemplary equanimity, the railleries ol her young friends; but she was not so tran quil when her father began seriously to re monstrate against this imprudent intimacy. Vou have had all your whims gratified, Adelaide,' said he; 'now you miisr indulge one of mine. Adopt as many foreign fash ions as you please, but remember that you never with my consent, marry any other than an American. My fortune lias been made by my own industry my name was transmitted to me unsullied by my lather, who earned his patent of nobility when he signed the Declaration cf Independence, and no empty tided foreigner shall e ver reap he iruits of my toil, or teach my daughter to be ashamed of her republican lather.' Tne earnestness of these admonitions from a parent who had never before spoken except m the words of unbounded tender ness, first led Adelaide to look into the depths of her own heart. She was almos. terrified at her own researches, when she found that she had allowed the image oi the Count to occupy its most hidden re cesses. Butoriy did she repent her lolly. '1 wish he were an American,' sirhed she; 'and yet it" he were, lie would no: be naif so pleasing. How devo.ed his man ners are how much feeling there is in all lie says and doea. Poor Adelaide.' she was like the fascin ated bird she dreaded his power, yet she could not wilhdraw herself from its influ ence. She could not conceal from herseli the fact that the manners of the Count too were greatly changed. From the eourlly gaiiant, he h id gradually become the im passioned lover. He treasured her every look and word, and she keenly felt, that, in exposing her own peace of mind, she had also risked the loss of his. This state of things could not exist with out an explanation. Six months had scarcely passed since Adelaide first beheld the noble stranger, and already her young cheek had losi its glow, and her step its buoyant lightness. SFiif was"sitiing "TriSil one morning, brooding over her melancho ly forebodings, when the door opened, and the object of her thoughts entered. Seat ing himself beside her, he commenced a conversation full of those graceful nothings which women always love" to hear; but Adelaide was in no mood for gaiety. The Count intently watched the play of her eloquent features, and then, as if he divi ned the tumult of her feelings, suddenly changed the topic to one of deeper interest. He spoke of himscdf of his various ad ventures -of his personal feelings and, finally, of his approaching departure for Europe. . Adelaide's cheek grew paler as he spoke, but she suppressed the cry which rose to her lips. The Count gazed ear nestly upon her; then seizing her hand and clasping it closely between his own, he poured forth the most passionate express ions cf affection. Half fainting whh the excess of her emotions, Adelaide sat mo tionless as a statue, until aroused by the Count's entreaties for a reply. With bit ter self-reproach she attempted to answer him. Faulteringly but frankly, she stated her father's objections to her union with a foreigner, and blamed herself for having permitted an intimacy which could only end in sutTering for both. Only tell me, Adelaide that your fath er's prejudices are the sole obstacle, said ths count passionately; 4say but that you could have loved me, and I shall be con tent.' Adelaide blushed and trembled. 'For the love of heaven, answer me but by a look!" - Timidly that downcast eye was raised to his, and he was answered. "Adelaide," he resumed, after a mo ment's pause, "we may yet be happy. Could you love the humblo citizen as well as the noble Count?" A slight pressure of the hand which lay in his, and a flitting smile on the tremu lous lip, was sufficient reply. 'Then hear me, Adelaide," said her laver; 'I will return to my country I will restore my honors io him who be ssowed them, and then I may hope to merit " s "My utter contempt!" cried xidelaide, vehemently. r'What resign your country forfeit the name of your fathers de sert your inheritance of duties! No, Count Pfeifienhammer! if a love of free dom led you to become a citizen of our happy land, none would so gladly wel come you as Adelaide Walsingham; but never would I receive the sacrifice as a tribute to transitory passion.' A transi tory passion, Adelaide!' Could 1 expect stability of feeling in him who can so easily abandon his na tive land and forget the claims of his coun try? You have taught me a bitter lesson, Count. No American would have shown such weakness of character as I ha ve wit nessed in him whom I fondly believed to be all that his lip3 professed. Would we had never met," added she, bursting into tears. Adelaide,' said the Count 'those precious tears assure me that you love me. Be mine sweet one your father will not be inexorable.' 'And therefore,' said she, 'you would have me make me w reached lor Hie, Count Pfeifienham mer, we must part! You do not understand my nature I have been de ceived in you!' You have, you have oeen deceived, my own sweet cousin!' cried die Count, as he covered her hand with passionate kisses. 4You -have re jicied Count Pfeifienhammer; will you al so refuse the hand of your madcap cousin, t'harles Wmstanley, whose little wife you .tere seven vears a;ro: ' Adelaide started from her seat in wild surprise, 'What means all this? Charles U'inatinley! the Count!' The' sudden revu.s.on of feeling o .erpowcred her, and cousin Horace entered the room just in iims to see her sink fainting in Charles Wmstanley's ana?. The anger of the iidy when she recovered and learned the die trick which had been practised upon u?r the merriment of cousin Horace the satisfaction of tiie fathea, and the final reconciliation of all" dtifereuces may be far better imagined than described. A few weeks after, a splendid party was again assembled in Mr. Walsingham's drawing rooms; but Adelaide was no Ion gef th-e life of the party. Attired in bri dal array, and decked with the rich jewels winch once sparkled on the person of the fake Count, she sat in blushing beauty beiide her cousin Charles, who, now that he had shaven off his moustache and re duce I his whiskers, looked like what he really was, a true American 'But why, Charles, did you woo me in such outland ish guise?' whispered she, smiling. 'Because you vowed to marry none but an' outlandish wooer. Plain Charles Wistanlcy would never have been allowed the opportunity of winning the heart which Count Pfeiffenhammer so closely beseigrd.' Ay, ay, Charles,' said the happy father, 'if American women would only value a man for the weight of his brains, rather than the lightness' of his heel-, ayjjh.e strength of his principles, rather than the elegance"oi' iifs man7T-rv we should have less of foreign foppery, and more of homely virtue in our coun try.' 7e Gift. Sainl LorfH33 and ihc Old Woman. When I was in Modica, a priest gave me a laughable instance of the credulity of the lower orders. A woman in comfort able circumstances had an onlv son of ; whom she was so fond, that she could not rest for a desire of knowing in what man ner lie was to die. To learn this she eve ry day attended in the church to which my narrator belonged, and kneeling at the shrine of St. Lorenzo, made lonnr and I fervent "orations, begging him to enlighten her on the Avished for point, always con cluding with, 'Blessed St. Lorenzo, in form me of what death my son is to die.' For a long timey as may well be supposed, she got no answer; but her constant visits and invariable prayer, with the necessity of being daily oblidged to remind her that it was time to shut the church, at length she wore out the patience of the sexton. He waited however till Pas3ton Week, du ring which it is custcmary to ieil the im agei - When the good lady made her ap pearance he laid himself behind the cur- tain which concealed the figure, and on tho wonted supplication of Blessed St. Liorenzo, iniorra me oi wnat ueath my son is to die;' he instantly replied in a hollow, solemn tone 'Impiso, impiso;' in English" 4he will be hanged.' Ah!' said the indignant 'mother, rising from her knees, not at all astonished at the miracle, or grateful for the gracious condescension of the saint, you rascal, it was for that tongne of yours you were roasted alive. . The lkceTFu7 Skin. Mornin', Squire!' said 'down cast,' giv ing a nod and a wink to Lyman Towle, as these gents stood in their store in Bos ton one morning, up and dressed' for business. How are you; sir?' said the merchants. Pooty well, coi-siderin the state of things in gin era wl. I say, you sell skins h;re, don't you?' AVe do, occasionally, was the res ponse. Well, so I calkelated.' buy fox skins teou, I reckon?' Sometimes. Why, have you got some for sale?' Some? Yes I guess I hev one: its some, teou, I tell yeou.' Let's look at it,' says one of the mer chants. The owner of the skin tugged at the capacious pockets of his old "yaller' over-coat, a few minutes, ,and out came a pretty considerable, sizeable bang-up of a venerable reynard. There it is a perfect bewty it is, too. Ain't it?' 'Seen many finer one,' says Towle. , 'Praps yeou hev, and praps yeou haint; but I deou think it's a rale bewty slick and shiny as a bran new hat.' When did you get this skin?' says the merchant. When did I get it? why when I killed the darn'd critter of course.' Yes, we know, but was it in the Fall or Summer, or when?' Oh! yes; ,weH, I reckon, 'twai'at fur from the 4 th of July, any way, fur I'd jest cleaned up my old shooiin' piece, far p'rade on the glorious annivarsity, and a long comes the old critter, and I jest give him a rip in the gizzard that settled his hash mighty sudden, I tell yeou.' Fox skins,' said the merchant 'are not very good when taken in hot weather; the fur and hair is thin, and not fit for much in Summer.' Well, neow I reckon, since I come to think it over, 'twarn't hot weather when I shot the critter; no, I'll be darn'd ef it was; made a thunderin' mistake 'beout that, fur 'twas nigh on to Christmas, was by golly, fori and Seth Peurkins wur go ing to a frolic, I remember it like a book, cold as sixty, snowin awful, was, by gin- f t . . o-.-r' Well,' says the merchant, was the fox very fat?' Fa-t! Oh! Molly, war'nt it fat? Never did see such a fat feller in all my born days Why yeou, the fit came come clean through the critter's hide, run down his legs, 'till the very eirtli was greasy where the darn'd varmint crawled around. Did, by peunkins!' 'Too fat, then, we guess, to be good,' said Towle. 'Fat skins, sir, are not so good as those taken from an animal not more than ordinary fat. Well, guess 'twar'nt so darn'd fat nuther; come to think abeoutit, 'twas ano ther foxourSiah shot last Fall; this old critter, war'nt so darn'd fat,not overly fat fact, I guess, it zvas rey-thsr poor; kind of leant trec-menjus lean; poor old varmint was about to die of pure starva tion; never did see such a darn'd eternal starved, lean, lank, "famished live critter, on the lord's yearth before!' Very poor, eh?' says Lyman. Very poor? I gues3 it was; so almigh Jvnoor, that the old critter's bones stuck clean eorfrSmost threogh his skin; hadn't dU" killed it jest wnen 1 did, it Vodiu thed" it got ten rods further along. Fact by ovdlv-l' Ah! well,' says the merchant, 'we see the skin is poor, very poor;, the fur is thin and loose,, and w ould not suit us.' Wunt suit-veou? Neou look ahere uni sun-yeou: neou iook anere ' says the Yankee, folding up his .'lYeskin, ! don't kind o' like sich yeou, versa dealing as that, no heow, s that, no heow, and I'll bvf darnation ef you catch me a t ins with yeou again, there aif10 j darn'd to din fox skins lumber in the State o Maine!' the holder of the skin vamosed Mrora I Borcalis. Aflnr.hmpnt Rriin Tha r.io,,,; ls toId of an c-nr Ja wdow, and "Utt"y ""-"'.' ""uer how old- 1 ; wnrtn renpntinor n. 1 ... I .mi rt wne 1:1 cnU:.i . -ut him at term iiT..mnMe. 00r and of awidoviv. h.V. tmr'. - J ' "- UilCU':' llP.CfniPA1 I wno, dv jfsupon thesW,-(rf - . meltingtted, and soon the wido lie no coutusion and r!.i;u. '. r ca nrst peaV the arrival of the visitor had occasioned, ' setoff to greater advantage than usual the captivating charms of the widow M Her cheeks bore the beautiful blcndid tints of the apple blossom; her lips resembled rosebuds, upon which the morning dew yet lingered; her eyes were like the quiv ers of capid, the glances of love and ten derness with which they were filled resem bling arrows that only wanted a fine beau (pardon the pun) to do full execution. After a few common-place remarks Madam,' said the matter-of-fact sheriff; I have an attachment for you. A deeper blush than usual mant'ed the cheeks of the fair widow. With down cast eyes, whose nlances were ct ntered j upon her beautiful feet, half concealed by me nowing urapery, gently patting tho floor, she, with social candor, replied: Sir the attachment is reciprocal. For some time the sheriff maintained an astonished silence. At last he said: Madam, will you proceed to court? Proceed to court?' replied the lady with a merry laugh: then shiking her beau tiful head, she added: 'No, sir! thovgh this is leap ycur, I wild not take sdvantr go of the license therein granted to ray sex, and therefore gready prefer that you shovld proceed to court!' Bu madam, the justice, is waiting. Let him wait; I am not disposed to hur ry matters in such an unbecoming man ner; and besides, sir, when the ceremony is performed, I wish you to understand that I prefer a ministea to a justice of th peace.' - . Madam,' said he, rising from his chair with solemn dignity, 'there is a great mis take here. My language has been misun derstood. The attachment of which t speak was issued from the office cf Es quire C , and commauds me to bring you instantly before him, to answer a con tempt of court, in disobeying a supoena ia the case of Smith vs. Jones.' ' " Live Feathers. An' editor tells a good story of peregrinations down south. He was a young lawyer in attendance upon court, and the village where tho court was held was thronged to overflow ing. Having, with some difficulty, how ever, procured a bed, he jumped into it, but he was out again in almost no time. What kind of a bed do you call this?" said he to the negro who" officiated as master of the ceremonies. 'Feather bed, Mass3." "Feathers! I should think it contained entire chickens." "Can't be dat are fifty dollar nigger, Sam, trow de chik'n in!" murmured the waiter dubiously, as he proceeded to in sinuate his hand into the course bassing tick. "Squash if he habn't, tho!" said he as he pulled for di a .partly -picked roos ter. "I tole da stupid jack-behine dis morn" when he was fcathirin' chick'ns for dinner, to empty the feathers into de fuss class beds, to prov de kerwality; and de blind n'gger cb r ook d3 chick'n! In de hurry oo business, mas-ra," he cont n ued, in an apologetic tone, "dese little ac cidu:ni cau't" aiwjs be a'.ideJ. We had a dozen niggers trim nin' chick'ns all e time, and 'easionaay a foot or head am oberiooked ia de fed le s when we put 'em 'way hi de beds, bat dt3'erj am de fus time I ever found a hull chick'n!" Ii!g?nuily of Ihe ficrmaiN. The following are seme of the inven tions which have originated in Germany: A. D. 850 Sow mills; 833 Sun dials; 90S Fulling mills; 1070 Tillage of hops; 1100 Wind miil3, oil paintings; 1270 Spectacles; 13C0 paper of linen rags; 1312 Organs; 1318 Gunpowder, cannons; 1350 wire making; 1330 Hats; 1379 Pins; 1380 Grist mills; 1423 Wood engravings; 1130 Prin ting; 143$ Printing presses; 1440 Cop- I perplate engravings; 1420 Printing ink; aTl?ni-7CT vj.e . 1487 Chiming of bells; 1500 WaicJies. lS7r?i' a- Almjtiaes. strive i- ! 20--,neroscop-s- 1 """wsi o- j t13 Mezzotint' tT 1 hennmeterg; umps; 1 651 EleeV ?J- I65 Air Pendulum clocks- iron ,V, es 1655 White chini " , larionelj blue; 1709 Stn-vw,. Prussi :V ,;"ole-eotyPiRg; 171;?' 30 Solar mfcrosc ' 30 fortes; 17 ut; 179G Lhholl !753Tgam. roiUt., mere are sa.i r ventions of which ' merman in date-such a, A,, ZX? "SCe.: the ouern screw augur and giul "t Vk 6 die for harvest- &c S ' xh modern .acrew n . rr,"!1 u .latch! the surely a nation which h: the arts, must ,J!? :SA ?f,21 Mature intellect and inn:7r u ni2 rznk in - o V . 1 and let tte JL .. . exciaimrr? S 61UW iavorite kiss, looic "ls in r'l i 1 1 j A Hi! 1 I 8 .X X
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