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BY JOHN G. GIVEN.
EL5ENS13UUG, THURSDAY, JUNE 28, 1819.
VOL. 5. NO. 38.
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---- - - Cnkintlness.
Oh! could I learn indifference
v From all I heir and see,
"Nor think nor care for others mora
Than Ihey mar care for me!
Why follow thus, with vain regret,
Xo ftflrve a broken claim?
If others can eo soon forget,
VYhy'ahoiiId not I the same?
Oh! could I learn indifferenco
Fro or all I hear and see.
Nor think nor care for others more
- - rhaithey may care for me!
There is no blight that winter throws,
No frost, however stern,
, Like lhat.which chill'd affection knows,
Which hearts foieaken learn,
What solace can the world impart,
. When love's reliance ends?
Oh! there's no winter for the heart
Like that unkindness sends!
Oh! could I learn indifieicnce
From all I hear and see;
Nor think nor care for others more
Than they may caro for me!
MISOELLANEUO
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From the World as it Moves."
THE SPANISH LlDY'S HAND.
raOH TUB FRENCH OF HYPOLITE ETIENNEZ,
BY C. A. SHERMAN, ESQ.
The grandsone of Louis A Iv had just
amended the throne of Spain. Amonr
the young noblemen who accompanied the
prince to Madrid, the Marquis de Ville
blanche was distinguished in ah eminent
degree by tile courtesy of his address and
the elegance of his manners. Scarcely
thirty years of age, a pupil in the school
of intrigue, then elevated into a profession
by the French noblesse, this young hoble
man had not seen without renret the rru-
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derv of Madame de Maintenon banish
from court that gallantry which had sig
" nalized the commencement of the reign of
the great king.
A. Under these circumstances he could not
aut rejoice at an exile which brought him
tin contact with the gay manners and ro
iqnancc of character which fame attributed
,jo the Spanish dames.
One evening, after having completed his
duties near the king, and impatient to learn
lioiv far one could presume upon this repu
ted laxity of morals, he left the palace, ac
companied by a single domestic, and be
gan a ramble through the streets of Mad
rid, in quest of some adventure of gallant
ry. The hour was propitious; for al
though night had not fully set in, its fresh
ness already perceptible, was rapidly re
placing the burning heat 6f the day. The
windows were all opened, and every one
was hastening to breathe the pure air of
the Prado. The first researches however
of the vounsr nobleman were fruitless.
Annoyed at a result so opposed to his
hopes and wishes, he was on the point of
seeking, in his turn, the public promenade,
and solacing himself by some vulgar in
trigue, when upon entering one of the
winding and deserted streets he suddenly
caught a glimpse of a hand of exquisite
delicacy, extended through a casement,
and languidly reposing on the extreme
edge of the balcony. His footsteps were
instantly arrested by this sight, and his
heart beat violently. Doubtless, that hand,
so small and beautiful, belonged to a fe
male, and the apparent lassitude of its po
sition seemed to indicate that its owner
was at that moment sinking under the
weight of some great suffering, either
physical or moral. But who was the fe
male, and what unknown sorrow detained
her in her dwelling at an hour when every
senora was accustomed to seek the public
promenade?
This apparent mystery and difficulty of
discovery, excited the most lively curios
ity in the bosom of the young nobleman.
The first impulse, indeed, of the Marquis,
had been to withdraw; but the street was
very narrow in this particular spot, and
lie had meanwhile been fortunate enough
to discover part of an arm, whicli yielded
nothing in fineness or delicacy to the char
ming hand. M. dc Villeblanche remained
some few moments undecided; after some
vain attempts to satisfy his curiosity, and
seeing no probable conclusion to this in
compatible conclusion to this incomplete
adventure, he determined to retire, when a
whimsical indca suddenly came into his
mind. He instantly made a sign to his
valet, who had remained at a respectful
distance, and ipon his approach
Raymond, said he, in a low voice, 'sec
if wc are alone.'
The ready valet ran to the two extremi
ties of the street, and cast piercing glances
- into the deepening gloom, which now be
gan to envelope the city.
Monsiegneur, I sec no one.
It is well
The young Frenchman then unclasped
his word and handed it to his valet.
Now,' said he, 'keep good vatch, and
be on your guard.' ;
Then approaching the wall -asd clinging
hold of the iron bars, which aiEording to
the Spanish custom guard the giound-door
windows, he cautiously raisfi himself
upon a level with the balcony, bid seizing
the imprudent hand, hastily in printed a
kiss - upon it. The hand wak quickly
withdrawn, but in the movement a rinr
glided into the grasp of the youn noble
man, which he instantly placed uion his
finger. At the same moment, theicad of '
a young female, her countenance nndered
even more lovely by the palenfts and
affright which agitated it, bent over the
casement of the window, but almost mme
diately disappeared, and the windoV its
elf was suddenly closed.
Tiie marquis leaped lightly upoi the
ground, regained his sword, and fiedpre
cipitately. covering with kisses thepre
cious gage wrhich he had won in thissin
gular adventure. As soon as he re-eer-ed
the palace lie examined it careftly,
hoping to discover the name of the beaji
ful unknown, but in vain.
Raymond,' said he, to his valet, to
morrow, at my rising, I wish to Know ie
name of this lady.'
On the morrow, at his waking, the mr
quis beheld Raymond standing upright .t
the foot of his bed, waiting his pleasure.
Well! exclaimed he,' the valet shoq
his head, significant of bad news.
Monseigneur,' said he, 'the street h;
which we stopped last night is, la rue d
la conception
' the house, at the window
climbed, is the palace of the
i-Cruz, and the lady, whose
ot which you climbed, is the palace ol the
Uunc ot ianta-Uruz, and the lady, whose
hand you saluted, is his wife the Duchess this discrete avowal, and answered as pru
of Santa-Cruz! But, alas! no one ever Hently, by simply niacin"-his hand upon
. l i ii.i i I i . t . .
enters the building, and when Madame la
Duchess goes out, which she never does
except to attend church, she is always ac-
I companied by an old duenna, and followed
I by spies, devoted to her husband.'
1 he Duke of Santa-Cruz was, in fact, a
Spaniard of the old stamp, imbued with
all the prejudices and suspicions common
to his nation. After having discharged the
highest functions of state under the reign
of the house of Austria, he beheld with ex
treme repugnance, the sceptre of Spain
pass into the hands ot a trench Prince:
he resigned all his honors and employments J ru de la Conception,' in the hope of again
and buried in the depths of his palace J seng the young girl at the window. For
avoided all communication with the outer j sole reason, inexplicable to him, he found
world. Another motive added strength to j allthe windows of the palace closed,
his resolntion of absolute retirement: not- j Edited by these obstacles, the young no
withstanding his years, a short time prior blo.an determined to use the most desoer-
to the accession of Philip, he had espoused
a young Spanish lady, bom of one of the
noblist families of Catalonia, and his jeal
ousy, extreme, like that of all Castillians,
had naturally increased, when the court be
came peopled with strangers, whose feats
of gallantry occasioned a well-founded
terror among all husbands. Innumerable
domestics, acting either under the influence
of his salaries, or the fear of severe punish
ment, kept incessant watch over Isabella,
this was the name of the Duchess, and fol
lowed her to church, the only place she
was permitted to visit. Torn thus rudely
from all the enjoyments of youth, and the
pleasures, of which she had had a partial
glimpse in the court of Charles II.: con
fined in the flower of her age in a gloomy
palace, which, despite its magnificence,
inspired her with horror and disgust, Isa
bella visibly pined away under the combi
ned influence of languor and ennui. The
evening upon which the Marquis de Ville
blanche had seen her, she had come ac
cording to her usual custom to inhale the
freshness of the air at the window, and cast j
a wishful glance through its barred case
ments, upon that gay world, which had
closed upon her so early. There after a
sad contemplation of her fate, she had fallen
into a melancholy reverie, and had thrown
her beautiful hand without the balcony, as
if to seize that air and liberty from which
she was debarred. It was at this moment
that the marquis had scaled the wall and
caught her hand Thus suddenly startled
from her meditation by his kiss, the young
girl was seized with fright, and the sight
of the young French nobleman increased
her terror. But returning almost imme
diately to a sense of duty, or perhaps fear
ful of the danger which the rash young
man encountered, who had thus dared to
brave the jealousy of the duke, she instant
ly closed the window and retreated to her
apartment.
- The disappearance of her ring increased
her fears: trusting, however, that this ad
venture was but the heedless exploit of a
hair-brained young man, the poor girl soon
gave the matter no further thought, and
became more than ever-even, absorbed in
her accustomed dream of sorrow.
The information furnished by Raymond
confirmed the marquis in his first deter
mination: other details too, collected from
different sources, inspires him with a bol
der resolution, that of relieving the duch
ess from the tyranny of her husband. A
dangerous cnterprizc like this, needed the
aid and Consent of Isabella for its success,
and all the skill of the young nobleman
was now to be exerted to obtain this.
With this view, he kept almost constant
watch under the windows of the palace,
but they always seemed deserted. ; He
then altered the direction of his movements
and assiduously visited all the churches in
the vicininty, at the time of the sacred
offices, and finally succeeded in discover
ing the duchess; but she was accompanied
by her duenna, and two stout footmen
placed immediately behind her, never lost
sight of her for a single instant. Here
therefore, apparently, no opportunity
could offer of acquainting her with the
lively interest with which she had inspi
red him.
Nevertheless the young nobleman took
a position as near the duchess as possible
and where he could contemplate her at his
ease, he soon remarked the expression of
profound melancholy and dejection on her
yo athful and lovely counte nance; that of
one who had lost all hope: but he was far
from resigning himself to despair.
The discovery only served to redouble
his chivalrous impetuosity: The earnest
attention of which she was the object was
soon observed by the duchess: she fastened
a long and inquiring look upon the young
man, who seized the opportunity to exhi
bit the sparkle of the ring which he wore.
Isabella trembled at the sight, and cast
down her eyes, and a cold sweat bathed
her forehead. Raisinirher head, she rrlan-
ced coutiously at her guards, and meeting
their gaze, ventured upon no further inti
mation to the marquis, than merely fixin
an expressive smile on the hand whic
had received the kiss. He understooi
an expressive smile on the hand which
Jiad received the kiss. He understood
ns heart. In a few moments the duchess
pse and departed; the young nobleman
ollowed her along time with his eyes un
1 finally, Isabella, profiting skilfully by a
momentary inattention of her servants,
kot a parting glance by way of adieu,
i The marques, more than ever eaptiva
tl by the lovely duchess, and convinced
othe impossibility of an interview with
ly even for an instant unguarded, resolr
vJ immediately upon the execution of his
piject,
iie wrote to Isabella, and hastened to 'la
1 ateaeans. The first idea whieh nwnrm
rred
to in was, that of bribing some ot the
sennts of the Duke of Santa-Cruz, but
he fen abandoned that design when he
consJered the futility of such a course,
and e danger w hich it would involv of
comjomising the duchess. After long
refleton, he conceived the following strat
agen He knew that Isabella had for her
confeor a Benedictina Monk, and al-
thoug this man was of incorruptible in
tegrity.ie resolved to make him the bearer
of his essage.
'Itajiond,' said he to his valet, 'thou
wilt goliis day to confession.'
'Me,ioiiseigneur?'
'Th thyself.'
'But have no sin upon my conscience.'
xou-e iortunate: nevertheless it must
be youibusiness to find one. Listen:
thou w immediately seek father Fer-
nand, Sirior of the Benedictines, and in-
torm hit under the seal of confession,
that thoulast heretofore purloined many
articles fi-j the Duchess of Santa-Cruz,
writ is rntr . It .1
..uh-u luirsunQw cjinp.us mee to re
store, andlou wilt then hand the holy
lauier mis Vket.
At these rds, admiration of the genius
of his mastejlHed the mind of the valet
in lieu of thcqrprise which his proposal
had at first onioned.
The revera father, touched by the re
pentance of Hmond, readily took charge
of the common, and secretly handed
the precious iket to the duchess. As
tonished at thifestimtion of articles, the
loss of which srt was unable to recall, she
at first hesitate0 receive them, but fe
male instinct, jiej wim tie urgency of
me pnesi, inured over her scruples,
and she accepteem. When alone, Isa
bella hastened topen the casket, and
there found the of the marquis. A
lively emotion used her countenance,
and after havingast around a cautious
glance, she Irembigly read as follows:
Senora, I knoall; y0u are the most
unfortunate of wofc, but I have sworn to
release you from 4 barbarous jealousy of
your husband; tl night, at midnight,
come to your baty-: 1 will be thereby
servants will awaife in the street, where
every tiling shall arranged for your
flight,'
How imprudeuL1UrmureOie alarm
ed duchess. j
In fact, the mutopUVcrsation held in
the church between yaung girl and the
marquis, unnoticed! the duenna and the
two valets, had bedobscrved by a third
spy, secretly sent to watch the others, and
was faithfully reported to the Duke of
Santa Cruz. It caused a keen pang of
jealousy, but the fault in consideration
was comparatively venial, and besides, his
power was too great to cause much feaf of
any , result. He therefore repressed his
rage, and contented himself with prohibit
ing the duchess from approaching the out
er windows of the palace. As thejnotive
for this new severity was not apparent,
Isabella supposed that her husband, a prey
to the attack of some new distrust, wished
to allay his fears by the exercise of extra
ordinary watchfulness over her. There
was enough, however, in the rash under
taking of the young Frenchman to cause
her the greatest alarm; but it now too late
to find means to dissuade -him from his
enterprise. The letter of the marquis
plunged her into a state of the most fear
ful anxiety. Although flight from this ill
omened dwelling, where her youth and
beauty were alike wasting unheeded, was
from repugnant to her breast, the proposi
tion had been so suddenly made, that she
experienced the keenest agitation. She
finally resolved to visit the rendezvous in
dicated by the marquis, at midnight,' mere
ly to induce him to renounce a project so
rash and dangerous.
The evening passed slowly like a cen
tury. Far from becoming calm, reflection
only increased her agitation, and when the
midnight hour sounded, she hardly posses
sed sufficient strength to stand upright.
Meanwhile, all was in apparent repose in
the palace of Santa Cruz; the lights were
extinguished, and the most perfect silence
reigned throughout. Isabella, having
summoned her resolution, glided noiseless
ly to the fatal vwndow; she hesitated for
an insiant, men recovering her courage,
sprang upon the balcony.
The marquis was already there.
'Senora, cried he 'I love you, and come
to save you.'
'Speak lower,' replied tlrc duchess,
pressing his mouth with her hand, 'and if
you love me, withdraw. Ilerl, your life
is in danger.' i
'I know how to defend it.'
Your courage is vain.'
'Be it so. My death at least will be of
service to you. You are the victim, se
nora, of an odious tyranny; do not refuse
the opportnnity now offered for escape;
all is ready for your flight; follow me.'
'I cannot. I dare not.'
What can you fear more dreadful than
your present state of suffering? In the
name of heaven, do not refuse! You have
not a moment to lose. Hasten.'
Saying these words, the young man cov
ered the hand of the duchess with kisses.
She, weak and exhausted from the conflict
of emotions, offered but a feeble resistance,
and suffered herself, almost mechanically,
to be drawn forward by the marquis.
Suddenly a dark shadow appeared behind
the window.
Fly!' exclaimed Isabella, uttering a
fearful shriek as she recognized her hus
band and fell fainting on the floor.
Taken thus unawares, the marquis pre
cipitately descended the wall.
'Quick!' shouted the old duke, from a
bove: 'and, remember, no mercy.'
Then, hastily closing the window and
re-entering the apartment, he drew his
sword and ran to join his domestics, who,
rushing in a crowd from the palace, had
already commenced a vigorous attack on
the people of the marquis. He, however,
had already had time to rc-ascend the bal
cony and conceal himself behind the bal
ustrade. The noise of the contest soon
ceased, and silence the most profound en-
oucu. uui amiosi immediately new
sounds were heard in the interior of the
palace. The young Frenchman lent an
attentive ear, for he fully comprehended
the danger which impended over Isabella.
A bright light suddenly appeared in her
chamber, and rendered every object which
it contained visible to the marquis. He
beheld the duchess led in, gagged in such
a manner as to prevent her from uttering a
single cry, and held in the grasp cf two
powerful valets. The Duke of Santa
Cruz (it was evidently him, judging from
his thick white moustaches end richSpai
ish garb, which he pertinaciously retained,
despite the orcers of the court, from hatred
to the French,) followed behind, with his
naked sword in his hand. He indicated a
particular chair, by a, glance of his eye, to
the two domestics, a sign which they ap
parently understood, for they instantly
placed Isabella in it, and carefully bound
her with cords, The old duke, by a ges
ture, then ordered all the domestics to re
tire, and turning towards a third, who, up
to this time, had remained apart and with
drawn in an cmbrazure of the window
Domingo,' said he, 'go instantly for
master Pedro.'
At the name of master Pedro the Mar
quis trembled, his hair stood on end, and
an icy sweat imbued his forehead; he leap
ed from the balcony. After a few stens
ii; uie sirect he saw
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approaching him a
man enveloped in a mantle, who cautious
ly glided along the side of the wall. De
sirous of avoiding this annoying meeting,
the Marquis was about crossing the street,
when the unknown paused, and seemed to
examine him attentively.
Back!' cried the nobleman, placing his
hand on his sword.
Ah! Monseigneur, is it indeed you,' ex
claimed the mysterious personage. We
thought you were lost.' It was Raymond,
who was wandering around the palace of
Santa-Cruz, in quest of his master.
Where are my people?' demanded the
Marqui3.
They have retired with the horses to
the 4Place Mayor.' '
It is well let them await me there.
He then disappeared rapidly down one
of the adjacent streets, eager to anticipate
the emissary of the Duke.
Master Pedro was an old armorer from
Toledo, who had resided some years past
in Madrid, lie was in the habit, every
evening after sunset, of taking a solitary
walk in the great square of the Cathedral,
armed with a tremendous sword and pis
tols in his girdle. There, those who de
sired to avenge an injury or gratify their
hatred, sought him; and no one ever re
pented giving him their confidence. The
most extriordtnary tales were narrated of
him; and his open impunity, in spite of
his numerous examinations, led to the uni
versally entertained opinion, that even
Government had availed itself of his cour
age. As to the rest, the high price he
placed upon his services exposed none but
noble victims to his blows; and this fact
served rather to astonish than to alarm the
citizens of Madrid. In the meantime, the
servant of the duke of Santa Cruz had ar
rived at the dwelling of Master Pedro, and
was knocking at the door. It finally
opened.
Master Pedro,' said the servant, 'an op
portunity offers for you to gain 200 pias
tres to-night. Will you follow me and
allow me to bandage your eyes?'
'Willingly,' replied Pedro, taking his
weapons.
Domingo then bound a handkerchief a
roundhis head, and leading him forward,
conducted him by the arm. Upon their
arrival at the palace, the bandage was ta
ken from his eyes. Pedro found himself
in the apartment where Isabella sat bound.
At the sight of this fearful being-, his face
almost covered with his shaggy beard, the
Duchess shook witli terror.
'Domingo,' said the Duke, who had not
quitted the chamber, 'go, and forbid my
servants to move, whatever sounds they
may hear.' Then turning to the Duchess,
Now Madame,' added he, 'prepare to die.
As to you, Master Pedro,' said the old
Duke, 'I would observe, that no one of
my servants would dare raise his hand a
gainst his mistress, and for myself, my
wrist has no longer the steady nerve re
quisite to strik a sure blow; I have there
fore sent for you to inflict my vengeance
upon my wife.'
Monseigneur, replied Pedro, making
with his sword that of the old Duke spring
to the extremity of the apartment, I attack
men, who can defend themselves; as for
women, I protect them. Instantly unbind
the Senora, or I will slay you and then
discharge that office in your stead.'
The Duke, confounded by the audacity
of these words, at first attempted to re
gain his sword; but Pedro confronted him
so resolutely, with his drawn weapon, that
he was compelled to yield and obey.
Now Senora,' said Pedro, approaching
Isabella, fly there is a silken ladder hang
ing from the balcony; and a horse, ready
saddled, awaits you in the Place Mayor!'
But Isabella, overcome with surprise,
could not withdraw her eyes from those of
the bravo. Ah! you are right,' said he,
drawing off his glove, and presenting his
tablets to the Duchess. 4I forgot to give
you the means of finding me, in case you
should again need my asssstance. Isabel
la received the tablet mechanically; but
casting her eye upon Pedro's hand, she
beheld the ring which sparkled on his fin-
brer.
Great God!' exclaimed she, recognizing
the Marquis. She then fled precipitately
by the window.
After sufficient time had elapsed to ena
ble tli3 Dutches to baffle all pursuit, the
false bravo turned to the old Duke, who
had remained until this moment silent from
excess of rage and fury.
Monsieur 1c due,' said the Marquis,
you will excuse poor Pedro, who out of
courtesy to me, has been, for the last hour,
promenading the streets ot Madrid.' He
then followed the Dutchess.
The Duke of Santa-Cruz, roused from
his lethargy by these words, seized his
sword and ran to the balcony; but the
ladder was gone, and there was no longer
any one in the street. The old man died
with Tpcrti during the nieht, and some few
mnrilio lotor. ihra Marnuis de Vi
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Kranebe. the husband of Isabella, depait-
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wjtli her to France, the morals of which
eountry, without being better than those
of Spain, were rather more hypocritical.
Dovr Jr. on California..
We make the following extract from one
of Dow Jrs Patent Sermons, recently
published. It contains truths worthy of
consideration at this time: ' f -
Mv II earers I know very well what
you imagine will procure to you bliss by
the hogshead; It is that wretched, filthy
stuff called money.- This it is keeps your
souls in a flutter, and set3 you jumping
like a lot of chained , monkeys at the sight
of a string of fresh fish. You think if you
only possessed a certain heap of the lucre,
you would lie off in lavender make
mouths at care say, How are yc? to sor
row laugh at time, and feel a3 happy as
an oyster in June: O, yes! if you only
had enough of the trash, "l admit you might
feel satisfied and of course contented; but
in such cases, more, (according to Daboll
and the devil,) the last more requires most,
most want3 more yet; and so on, to the
end of everlasting. There is no such
thing as; enough in worldly riches. As
well might the sow be supposed to get c
uough of wallowing in the mire, as fcr a
mortal to be satisfied with rolling in the
carrion of wealth. So false are your ideas
on the means to obtain happiness, that you
would, if you could, coax angels from the
skies to rob them of the jewels in their dia
dems. I haven't the least doubt of it.
My dear friends I will tell you how to
enjoy as much bliss as heaven can afford
to humans. Be contented with what you
have, no matter how poor it is, till you
have an opportunity to get something bet
ter. Be thankful for every crumb that
falls from the table of Providence, and live
in the constant expectation of having the
luck to pilch upon a whole loaf. Have
patience to put up with present troubles,
and console yourselves with the idea that
your situations are. paradices ccmpared
with others. When you enough to cat to
satisfy hunger enough to drink to quench
thirst; enough to wear to keep you decent
and comfortable; just enough of what is
vulgarly called tin' to procure you a few
luxuries, when you owe no one, and no
one owes you, not even a grudge then if
you are not happy, all the gold in the uni
verse cannot make you so. A man much
wiser than I, once said, give me neither
poverty nor riches; and 1 look upon him
as the greatest philosopher that the world
ever produced. All he wanted was a con
tented mind, sufficient bread and cheese,
and a clean shirt. Take the pattern after
him, O yc discontented mortals who vain
ly imagine that bliss alone is to be found
in the palaces of wealth ayd opulence.
My hearers If you consider all crea
tion too poor to afford you a pennyworth
of pure blessedness, you must pray to be
come reconciled by its poverty. Grease
your prayers with faith, and send them up
in earnestness, hot from the soul's oi'cn.
This manufactoring cold petitions with the
lips, while the heart continually cries Gam
mon, is of no more use than talking Choc
taw to a Chinese. Heaven understands
no such gibberish; it knows only the pure,
simple language of the spirit the soul's
vernacular. So when you pray, do it in
as simple a manner as possible but with
red hot earnestness, and your souls will
find rest wherever you are whether nib
bling at a crust in poverty hollow, or half
starving in California, while endeavoring
to transmogrifry a bag of gold dust into an
Indian-puddiug. So mote it be.
Dow Jk.
Questions abuct Young Ladies.
A correspondent wants to know how it
is that delicate young ladies, too delicate
to run up aud down stairs in their own
houses, aro able to dance down the strong
est man in a ball-room. Tis a phenome
na of nature, of which no one seems capa
ble of giving an explanation. What
young girl ever refused a handsome part
ner at five o'clock in the morning, on the
score of being 4so tired!' The correspon
dent who applies to us in his extremity,
is respectfully informed, we don't know.
Young ladies arc queer commodities, and
are not to bo subjected to the rules of com
mon sense. All we can say about them,
is, that they arc very delicate at times, and,
at other times, not so muth so. They
very often arc afflicted with ill health in
the morning, and iu the evening go out tu
parties and balls with thin drets s and
thinner shoes. All wc can say to our cor
respondent is, seek not to know what you
may not know. If you arc desirous of
learning many, mysteries a bout the char
acter of young ladies which- now 5ccni
paradoxical, engage one of them for a wife.
After the happy not is tied, she will doubt
less enlighten you on many subjects,
which till then , must remain mighty un
sartin." Sunday Disptdch.
CPThe Lynn Forum says "the ur e of a
bass-viol - in the churches is a basrs-viol-ation
of the Sabbath."