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OCTOBER.
51 5TLLI3 GAYLGED CLARKE.
The " monitory season " of Nature has come.
ILe faded garniture of the fields ; the many-ck-red,
gorgeous woods; the fitful winds, sighing
fLr the flowers "whose fragrance late they bore ;"
the peculiar yellow-green of the sky at the bori
ivii, in the twilight gleaming; all these proclaim
tLat "summer is eiiJcd" and autumn is here.
Eiuisaeu, a pot t of true tenderness and feeling,
mce asked, "What is there saddening Lh the
idtiuaa loaf V Perhaps it would be difficult to
ull t '.ji it is, but that it U saddening, In the
BiiJet of its dying beauty, most persons have
V.t. One of our own poets, too early called
way, wrute many years since, on the first day
ifO:tober, the following sad and tender lines:
"foiKMS, yet beautiful to view,
Munth of lay heart! thou dawucst here,
With sad and faded leaves to strew
The Summer's melancholy bier;
The moaning of thy winds I hear,
As the red sunset dies afar,
And bars of purple clouds appear,
Obscuring every western star.
"Thou solemn month I I hear thy Toico,
It tells my soul of other days,
When but t j live was to rejoice,
HTien earth was lovely to my gaze.
Oh, visions bright eh, blessed hour,
naere are their living raptures now ?
I tsk my spirit's wearied power.?,
1 ask my palo and fevered Lrow.
'I lock to Nature, and behold
My life's dim emblems rustling round,
la hues of crimson and of gold
Ihc year's dead honors on the ground:
And 6ighing with the winds, I feel,
While their low pinions murmur by.
How much their sweeping tones reveal
Of life and human destiny.
"When spring's delightsome moments shone,
They cume iu zephjrs from the West:
Thv bf re the wood-lark'is melting tone,
They stirred tho blue lake's glassy breast:
Through Summer, fainting in the heat,
They lingered in the forest shade;
Cut changed and strengthened now, they beat
In storm, o'er mountain, glen, and glade.
"How like those transports of the heart,
When life is fresh and joy is new ;
'-ft as the halcyon's downy nest,
And transcient all as they are true !
They stir the leaves in that bright wreath
Which Hope about her forehead twines,
Till Grief's hot sighs around it breathe,
Then Pleasure's lip its smile resigns.
"Alas, for Time, and Death, and Care,
W"hat gloom about our way they fling
clouds in Autumn's gusty air,
The burial-pageant of the Spring
dreams that each successive year
Seemed bathed in hues of brighter pride,
At last like withered leaves appear,
- And sleep jn darknesa, side by side!
thk vim mn.
id g IUrnillS' 1 Lad observed a closc-
wLiri, W,agQ EtandinS near the high fence
""ch enclosed th .i , .
nler th to as nearly to come
ks it utstrctching branchcs of tue garden
Popped eela, and the shafts were
it a3 Up Wlth Tieces of wood. I concluded
tob theT Umerant "Motion, but it proved
FgT'11" equ5PaSe of a PartJ of g'
mselves PurPose tLey liad established
ed to k" tL'3 rCmote litUe Place "obody
''JbEtan,. i.n0W' They aPPared to have more
auL Innn ,v,.i ...
TPendagea , , 1 th1T race' and their
ordina "l altogethcr Bupcrior to what
gucj f 7 SCCS- rertaps they had arrived
bits prn journey, or possibly their
fectabiiij!?'1 a keePnS ith their outward
te and j r 't,bUt ihQ g'psies slept fashionably
Uncons(-; a Cr cnvicd tfle eo many hours
btfore at Lo' They did aot aP"
peered0 'Clock' anJ tbe first living thing
tLe e'iuipaE Ut f & UttIe door at one end of
'iesaoul,ii!' TaS a very experienced head on
Pf me .... Woman- Spite of the assaults
r ker rich yeaM f a nomadi(5 and varied
t,rowo complexion had not yet
de.idencd into 6allowucss, and her Lair, still
jet-black, contrasted vividly wither scarf of
bright yellow wound round her head. Had
Rembrandt still lived in the Netherlands, I know
not where ho could have found more lustrous
eyes or a moro genial subject. She seemed to
be waiting fcr somebody, and leaned for a long
time at the door, looking tlowu the road. We
approached nearer, aul found that she was con
versing with some one within. The language
was strange; it was neither Dutch nor German;
most musical voices that ever reached my ear!
"What a barbarous language," said I, when
the Kembrandt asked the first question. "Cut
v,hat a musicilone!" answered my friend, when
the youthful voice replied to it from within.
Harmonious, indeed, was the voice ! There was
no bird in all the garden of Loo, nor a fountain
under the royal balcony, that could yield a tone
so melodious! I could have wished that the
voice should never cease. We sat down nearby
and listened. The Cue old face that looked out
on us from the little door, expressed no emotion
with which we could in any way be connected;
she looked at us and talked on, quite in liiFcrent
whether we listened or not. She had been wan
dering about the world too many years to be af
fected by the idle curiosity of two comnioii-place
men like us, dressed in a couple of travelling
coas and foraging caps.
At intervals the musical voice broke iu upon
the stern tone of the old woman, and it was
evident the gipsy had started a subject which
interested both in no common degree. Soon '.
she turned L;uf round, still leaning on the door j
with one arm, while she gesticulated vehemently '
oiLtr; then left the door hud grew very
boisterous, till the musical voice sunk beneath
the storm. Iu a moment the door was slammed
back, and we turned away with hearts full of j
sadness for this charming being we had never
seen. rcrhLS the dark old Hecate had a sireu I
caged up! A few paces from the equipage we
met a boy, evidently a gipsy, with the same sua- J
burnt bronn CiinpleiLiuu, the same black eyes I
that had been looking at us, though brighter, j
quicker, and with ail the fire of youth. He was j
not ili-dresse 1; he wore lare trousers, a jauuty
green jacket, with a broad luw-erowucd hat, ex- j
actly hat the Spttrdai Js caH a scuibrero. Uis j
hair was not long, as though Worn for effect, but j
richly curled ; and hc-n he raised the eombrcro, j
and bade us good day in German, I remembered j
a portrait of Murillo's for which I could have
convinced myttlf he had sat. "You see bow
it is," eaid I; "this must be the son of the old
woman. You eee all her former beauty repro
duced iu this fellow's beautiful face!" He went
to the wagon and spoke; in a moment the old
head rc-appeared at the door. It opened and
tho youth entered. And M as this all ? This
question I asked myself, and my friend put it
to me. We were both thinking of the musical !
voice; and yet, was it not enough? A reason-
able man would have been contented with what
was so perfect; but love, like avarice, is never i
satiate! c were in love with the musical
voice. It must be the voice of the old gipsy's
daughter, the sister cf the handsome youth;
and if she resembled her brother, with all his
fine features softened by the grace and delicacy
of her sex, what a pnrngon it were to behold !
How picturesque would be the group an old
mother with two such children! She, perhaps,
weary with the endless turmoil of the world,
timorous and uncertain of its changes ; they
almost alone in its length and breadth, cast up
on its surface like waifs on the sea. It was a
sad thing to think what might become of them,
of heb; and to hear that sweet voice in sorrow,
to listen to the plaints of a poor girl, with no
heart in the universe to pity her but her young
feeble brother's, had been intolerable. I had
become impatient at the speed of time; it flew
like the falcons, and I would fain have fastened
the jesses and hooded it. The hour, however,
for the sport approached. There was a bustle
among the falconers, and a flutter among the
the falcons; ono oven heard at tho Inn tbe busy
tinkle of their little bells, and saw them nod
ding their red hoods, stepping impatiently along
the perches, and spreading their strong wings
in expectation of flight.
The falconers, who had hung round tho whole
morning in the ordinary loose dress of tho
Dutch peasantry, now came out in the gallant
costume of the olden time, which romancers
have long delighted to describe, and the artists
to portray. They were a strong set of fellows,
imposing in stature, and energetic in their atti
tudes, accustomed all their lives to fly the fal
con to its prey, and mount their horses for the
chase. This inspiriting sport had given a free
dom to their carriage, and a certain dignity to
their deportment, which well became the dress
they wore. It consisted of top boots, highly
polished, with spurs attached, light drab tights,
bright colored waistcoats, and a dark green
coat, ornamented with large buttons, embossed
in forms of animals, or small reliefs represent
ing scenes from the sport. Each had on a green
hunting hat, with a tuft of heron's plume stuck
jauntily in the band, while long buckskin gaunt
lets, coming far over the wrists, completed the
gallant equipment. The falcons were sent in
a species of cage before them, and in a few
minutes afterwards the troop galloped awlV
at full 6peed towards the : scene of hawk! ?)'.
But the rare old sport had lost for rue a gri
part of its attraction. I 'had heard a voi
more thrilling than the hallo; and now, drav
perhaps by the merry jingle xf the bells
chains, or the noisy bustle of departure, u'i
daughter of the old- gipsy gently openr ,f
door and descended from the wagon ytirJ'V -
gentle notes, beforo I knew it, came ws ' ;
into my cat hi vrlM iKU-ar axiiitla-rz Vj.-.
iLe sung some plaintive verses in the susiC
strange language I had heard in the mornir!
I turued quickly, and she stood almost at n.v
shoulder. It was like a form from the East, ti
the heroine of a sad ballad of the Moors in the"p
last days at Grenada! Nay, it was a Madonru
of Muiillo, with those melancholy, hopeful fe
tures that look down upon you with all modest)"
and the holy enthusiasm of a mother's ten
derness !
She stood, picture-like, moving tho lower
chords of her guitar, her large eyes resting
mournfully on mc, while her voice echoed its
despair in my heart. I never understood any
song so little, and never have I felt one so
much. It was her wholo history her heart
breathed Into sound. It was from no law of
physiognomy that I comprehended her, and
from no gesture, for she stood as still as marble,
her eyc3 scarcely moving from me. Iut there
was that a soul in them that surpassed all
motion, all change of expression a perpetual
sorrow, a sacred sentiment of uuhappiness. She
was not more than seventeen, and the melan
choly wLich suffused her features was rather
the tendency of her nature than the impress of
misfortune. There was a refinement in her be
ing which could not accustom itself to the vulgar
relaiicns forced upon her, and their shadows
-were wrought into the lineaments of her tender
beauty. I would gladly describe thi3, but it was
of a kind which no one may express ; her eyes,
like her brother's, were dark and lustrous, they
were not piercing, but eloquent and winning;
her forehead was high and symmetrical, the nose
thin and tenderly moulded, her chin had the
mere impress of a dimple, and her lji.s a beauty
not dependent on voluptuousness. irr hair was
partly concealed by a scarlet scarf wound rnund
her head with no studied care, and a few tresses
fell over the car, and were brought round be
hind iu a knot. Such is the description, bit of
what avail?
"To such as see thee not my words are weak;
To those who gaze on thee what language could
they ppeak?"
The same traits may produce a thousand differ
ent faces, but I have never seen but one like
that. The refined spirit of her being beamed
through the forms of her beauty, and softened
them to the expression of a e eraph. As it is
beyond the power of the artist to reproduce the
soul of the Cenci, so it seems that Nature had
but one form of loveliness, and gave it to the
gipsy's daughter. Her dress was simple, and
became her diffident mien and manner.
Before she finished the plaintive air, she must
have remarked the pleasure it had given me,
for, without my speaking, she seemed to rouse,
as it were, the slumberous instrument to a more
vigorous tone, and sang again with, indeed, more
fncrgy, but with the same prevailing sadness.
The melody seemed to express a lament, but not
one of despair. It rose and fell with the fitful
variation of a passion, at times low and mourn
ful, again startling and resistless. Her eyes
brightened as the wail of the music grew louder ;
her bosom moved with an effort not occasioned
by the exertion of her voice ; and on a sudden
a gush of tears bedimmed the light in her eyes,
and her notes trembled till inaudible. But in a
moment she again collected herself, and said to
me, "You arc sad; I will oing you gayer mu
sic!" And while the tears still hung in her
eyelids, a smile shone through them like light
into dewdrops; and she played a lively strain,
and sang to it a merry ditty, like those one hears
in the eouth of France. Ere she had finished
it the carriage was ready, and my friend, who
retained more self-possession, urged on mo the
necessity of departure. The girl ceased at
once, and turned, with a smile, to leave, like
one who felt herself in the way. "But you will
accept this, Signorina?" said I, offering her a
piece from my purse.. " E che il Dio vi renda
felice" ("May God bless you,") replied the,
smiling with her peculiar charm, while the tears
stood still in her ej-cs. I never saw her again;
but I shall never forget her face nor her smile.
When wc returned from the hawking she was
gone. I inquired which way they went, and
learnt they had taken the road to Arnheim.
" Che il Dio la rendu ftlice" (May God bless her,)
was also the wish of my heart. She was an
Italian, another Mignon wandering in tho North !
A French naval officer of distinction, lately
returned from a cruise in the Pacific, brought
with him, as a present to his sister, the complete
costume of an Indian princes.i" f one of the So
ciety Islands. It consisted of a necklace!
A writer, in describing the last scene of Othel
lo, has this exquisite passage: "Upon which
the Moor, seizing a bolster full of rage and j'eal
ctity, smothers her."
THE BOCTOS'S STOEY.
TME Ciriliors WIDOW.
During my first course of lectures I became a
boarder at the house cf a widow lady, the happy
mother of a brace and a half of daughters, the
quartette possessing so much of the distinguish
ing characteristics of the softer sex, that I often
c night myself wondering in what nook or cor
ner of their diminutive skulls they kept the rest
" rr "l - f it enl :it'j. - -
Occupying the same room that I did, were two
other students from the same section of the
country as myself, and possessing much the
same tastes and peculiarities. One thiDg cer
tain we agreed in, and that was a detestation of
all curiosity-stricken women; for never were
poor devils worse bothered by researches than
we were. Not a pocket of any garment left in
our rooms could remain unexamined, not a letter
remai on our table unread, nor scarcely a word
of coiversation pass without a soft, subdued
breatLiug at the key-hole telling us we were
eaves-lroppcd. Matters came at length to such
a pass, an I so thorough became the annoyance,
that nothing but the dlrheuity of obtaining suita
ble aciommodation elsewhere, prevented us from
bidding a tender adieu to the widow, and promi
sing tt pay her our board bill as soon as our
remittances arrived.
As ;hc evil had to be endured for awhile, at
least, we soon invented and arranged apian for
breakng i er of her insatiable curiosity, and
niakitg her, what the was iu other respects, a
good landlady.
Tlit boarding house was a large two story
frami. with a flight of steps on one side, extend
ing t'tiia the street to the second story, so as to
give idmittanee to the boarders without the ne
cessity of opening the front door or disturbing
the family when we came in late at night. It
Va3 very cold weather, and our mess was busily
ng aged every night until a late hour at the dis-iecting-rooms,
and it was during this necessary
absence that the widow made her researches and
investigations. The tuhject that we were cn
faged upon was one of the most hideous speci
iitus of humanity that ever horrified the sight.
The wretch had saved his life from the hangman
by dyin? the eve before the day of execution,
dud wc, by some process or other, became the
possessors of his body. He was so hideous that"
nothing but my devotion to anatomy, and the
fineness of the subject, could reconcile me to the
dissection; and even after working a week upou
him, I never caught a glimpse of hi3 countenance
but that I had the nightmare iu consequence.
He was one of that peculiar class called Albinoe?,
or white negroes. Every feature was deformed
and unnatural. It wa3 with him, or rather his
face, that we determined to cure our landlady
of her prying propensities.
It was the work of a few minutes to slip the
face from the skull, and arrange it so that from
liny point of view it would lock horrible.
Having procured a yard of oil-cloth, we sewed
k to the face, and then rolled it carefully up;
tying this securely, we enveloped it in a number
if wrappers, fastening each fcpefately; so that
I. it curiosity would be excited to the utmost
degree before the package could be completely
tpened. At the usual hour we returned home,
carrying our extra face along ; not, however,
rithout many a shudder.
I'pon entering our room, wc saw that the
spoiler had been there, although she had endea
vored to leave things as near the condition she
ftund thcrn iu as possible.
i With a hearty malediction upon all curious
Women, we ate oufcold snack, which the kind
hrarted widow for, despite of her being a -dw,
she was really kind-hearted always had
awaiting our return, and retired to rest, deter
mined that the morrow's night should bring all
tilings even.
I endeavored to sleep; but that hideous face,
which wo had locked in a trunk, kept staring at
me through its many envelopes and when the
coM winter's sun shone in at the casement, it
found me still awake. Nervous and irritated, I
descended to breakfast ; and nothing but the
contemplation cf my coming revenge prevented
mc from treating the widow with positive impo
liteness. Bless her not-despairing-of-marrying-again
spirit! who would keep angry with her?
Such a sweet smile of incllablo goodness and
spiritual innocence rested cn her countenance,
that I almost relented of my purpose ; but my
love letters read, my duns made evident, my
poetry criticised by eyes which Love would not
leud his bliudues3 to make perfect ; and then
she was a widow! My heart, at this last reflec
tion, became immediately barred to the softening
influences of f orgiveness, and I determined in
all hostility to face her.
The lectures that day, as far as wc were con
cerned, fell upon listless ears, fcr we were think
ing too much of what the night would bring
forth, to pay much attention to them. The day
at last came to a close. It had been pnowing ail
the evening, and at supper we complained bit
terly how disagreeable it would be walking to
the college, and working that night, and wished
that wo were not dissectiug, so that we might
stay at home and answer tho letters we had
received from homo that day. " Business could
,be neglected for the weather," was our conclu
sion expressed to the widow ; so after supper
we donned our dissecting clothes, and putting
the package for the widow in a coat pocket,
hung it up in a prominent place, eo it could be
found readily. Telling tho family we should
not be back until lats, and making as much
noise as possible with our feet, so. as to assure
her we were going, we left the houso as if for
the coilep.
Wc went no further, however, than to the
LCJiet eoffo-iiou, -rhcrc by the time we had
smoked a cigar, we judged sufficient time had
elapsed for the widow to commence researches.
Be turning to the boarding-house, we pulled
olf our boots and noiselessly ascended the out
side steps, the door at the head of which we had
left open. There was a passage leading from
it to tho door of our room, which we had left
clcse-d, but now perceived to be ajar. 'Silently,
as a doctor speaking of the patients he has lost,
we approached it, and, on peeping in, to cur
great gratification found every thing working
as we had desired. The widow had got the
package out, and was occupied in viewing it at
tentively from all sides, and studying the char
acter of the knots of the ligatures embracing it,
so she could restore everything to its original
condition, when her curiosity was satisfied as to
its contents. Having impressed its shape and
peculiarity of tie, well upon her mind, she pro
ceeded to take off the firit cover, which was
soon done, when a similar envelope met her eye ;
this after undergoing the same scrutiny, was
removed, when yet another met her gaze ; this
detached and still the kernel was unreached;
some six or eight were taken off, and at length
she came to the last, the oil-skin. Poor old
lady! she has long been where the curiosity of
life never penetrates, and the grandest and most
awful mystery of our nature is revealed ; yet,
I see her now, as the last envelope of the mys
terious package was reached, and when a gleam
of satisfaction shot like an erysipelatous blush
over her anxious face, as she saw the consumma
tion of her long expectancy approaching.
There she stood, with spectacles buried so deep
ly 'ncath her brows a3 almost to appear a por
tion of her visage; neck not of apoplectic pro
portions elongated to its utmost capacity; Hps
from which the ruby of youth had departed,
wide disclosed showing what our swampy land1?
are famous for big guns and old tuags, in fact,
the embodiment of women in her hour of curi
osity. Holding the package in one hand and
the end of the oil-cloth in the other, she com
menced unrolling it slowly, for fear some pecu
liarity of its arrangement might escape ; her
back was towards the door, which we had near
ly opened awide, and anxiously waiting the de
nouement ; it came at last, and never shall I
forget the expression of that old woman's faco
as the last roll was unbound.
Ay, but she was a firm-nerved woman. If
metempsychosis be a true doctrine, her spirit
must have once miniated, in the chivalrous
times, a steel-clad knight of tho doughtiest
mould. She did not faint did not vent a
scream but gazed upon its awfulness in silence
as if her eyes were riveted to it forever. j
We felt completely mortified to think that our j
well-laid scheme had failed that wc had failed j
to terrify her; when, to perfect our chagrin,)
she broke into a low laugh. We strode into the j
room, determined to express in words what our j
deeds hud evidently tunei to convey; wncn, ere t
she had become fuliy aware of our presence, we
noticed her laughter was becoming hysterical.
We spoke to her shook her by the. sLjsjfTicr
but still the laughed on, increasing in teuemence
and intensity. It began to" jcite attention in
the lower apartmcttWind even iu the street ;
an l soon loud knocks and wondering exclama
tions began to alarm us fer the consequences of
cur participation. We strove to take the fearful
object from her, but she clung to it with the te
nacity of madness, or a young doctor to his first
scientific opinion. "She i3 gone demented!"
we exclaimed; "we had better be leaving"
when a rush up the stops and through the pas
sage cut off our retreat, and told us the daugh
ters and crowd were coming ; but still the old
lady laughed tin, forcer, faster, shriller than be
fore. Iu ruViied the crowd a full charge for
the room impelled by the ramrod rf curiosity
but ere they- had time to discover the cause of
the commotion, or make a demonstration, the
widow ceased her laughter, and putting on an
expression of supremo contempt, coo.iy re
marked: "Excuse me, gentlemen, if I have
caused you any inconvenience by my unusual
conduct. I was just smiling aloud to think what
fool. these students made of themselves when
they tried to scare mc with a dead nigger's face,
when I had slept with a drunken husband for
twenty years!" The crowd mizzled; and we,
too, I reckon, between that time and the next up
heaving of the sun. B ntleg.
"No man," said Mrs. Partington, "w.isbetter
able to judge cf peik, than my pocr dear hus
band was; when he was living poor man, he
knew what good hogs were, for ho had becu
brought up aiaong 'eiu from his childhood."
It is said of the Trench ladies, that their fond
ness for effect runs to such excess that widows
who have lost their husbands practise attitudes
of despair before a Ioc!ang-glas3.
From Our Exchanges.
A young lady fainted the other day, at tho
dinner table, on hearing a gallant sea captain
remark to a lady friend beside him, that he often
had been rocked on the bosom of the ocean.
The copper mines in Adams county, Pa., are
said to be worked very successfully at the pres
ent time. A new mine has recently been open
ed about eight miles from the town of Gettys
burg, which promises welh
A beautiful Rifle is to be presented by an
agent of tho Swiss Government to the C States
Government at Washington, It weighs, inclu
ding the bayonet, about twenty pounds, and it
is said, it will kill at a distance of one thousand
yards.
A calculation has been made by some curious
person who has nothing better to do, that if
every article in the Crystal Palace were .to be
examined for three minutes, it would occupuy
twenty-six years to examine ull.
A Liverpool paper says that a vessel, recently
arrived at that port from New York, had as a
portion of her cargo 1100 firkins of butter, the
produce cf the United States! This is the Ltr
gest importation of butter int j that country ever
made at one time.
The your.g ladies of Pendleton District, S. C. t
are about to organize themselves into a mount
ed corps "in defence of South Carolina" and for
mortal war upon the ret of the United States.
They are to be furnished with "light cai bines"
by the commander-in-chief of the army and
navy of the puissant republic.
There are three religious newspapers publish
ed in this country in the Welsh language. The
Cyfail, (Friends,) under the auspices of the
Calvinistia Methodists in New York; the Cen
hadron, (Missionary,) CongrrgationsJists, at
P.emsen, N. Y., ar.d the Seren Orllewiiicl, (Wes--tern
Star,) Baptist, at Tottsvllle, Pa.
As an illustration how easily life may be sus
tained in the Tolar latitudes, Surgeon Kane
mentions that he fell in with a Dane over seven
ty years of age, who had spent fifty-five years
of his life m-rth cf 73 degree?, subsisting during
that period entirely on birds, fi?h, be;;rs, and
other animal food. He hap not seen a vegetablo
the whole time.
The Lousrillc Journal of the 1st inst., says:
The pigeons have commenced their r.nnuul flight
for the South in good earnest. Yesterday mor
ning they passed over this city in vart numbers,
beginning with dawn, they continued passing
for some hours ia an almost incessant stream,
being apparently much more nunieToUS than at
any former f-cason.
The Ohio State Journal gives an account of a
huge specimen cf humanity, a giant, which it
avers is a giant, and cne ef the greatest Living
curiosities extent. He stands about eight feet
high, weighing ever four hundred pounds, with
good propenion, and yet he is a beardless boy,
and 13 still growing. He is a sight worth seeing
as it is only once in an age that such a person
is permitted to grow.
Jenny Lir.d is about to pivc:oncerts at Buf
falo, Toronto, Detroit, Chieg, Cincinnati an 1
Cleveland. She will return to New York about
the mid lie of December, w hen she will give sev
eral farewell concerts in that city. She will be
aoeompanicJ by Burke, Snlvi and Gol Ischraidt.
It is not true that she is to appear in Opera in
this ronntry. She has not the mo.-t remote idea
cf the kind, and has not had. The proceeds of
a concert at Buffalo, are to be pa: 1 to the suif er
rors by the lato fire in that city.
Cat-urine Have.', the Irish songstress, better
known as tho "Swan of Erin," hns given her
seventh concert ia New York, ftn l with complete
rucecss. She is said to be very handsome
much more so thr.n the engravings represent
her. By some person?, she is considered supe
rior to Jenny Lind, as a vocrJisr. She is in tho
2'3ih vear of her age, and is quite rosy in com
plexion. Sho h'ls a much prettier face than tho
"Nightingale," and her eyes, though small, arc
laughing and expressive. She is dkw giving
concerts iu Boston.
Louis Kossuth has kft Turkey in the U. S.
Steamer Mississippi for America. He is expect
ed at New Ycik this week. The Councils of
Philadelphia have extended to Lira the hospital
ities of the city. The rrcst lent hn3 caused or
ders to bo issued to the various naval statkn,
to fire salutes and extend all the military honors
ti hir.i n his arrival and passage thr utgh the
country. It is expected ho will proceed from
New York to. Washington, where a grand dinner
will be given him at the Presidential mansion.
Mr. Owen, the U. S. Consul at Havana, has
been recalled. Ills recall is accompanied ly a
letter from the Trc ident, i.ifermlng l i u that
hi3 defence is wholly uns ilisf.ietory. AVhilst he
is so deservedly puui.-be I in this manner and
universally tlespiscd throughout the country,
fur his heartless conduct towards the American
prisoners. We notice that a proposition io on foet,
at New Orleans, to raise a fund to purchase
suitable presents to present to the I'.riii.-h Con
sul at Havana, and bis worthy Secretary, as
mementos of their noble and praiseworthy con
duct towards the American prisoners," when de
'serteJ bv their own Consul.
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