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POETRY.
THE MERRY TIME OF MAY
Come glad zephyis of the balmy west,
Walt on thy wings our thoughts away- - -
Bid cur sorrow-seekingibreast
Hai' the happy morn of May.
The wart,lers: of the grove
Sing gaily o'er the green ;
Tito red-breast and the doVe
Bask in gay nature's.sheen.l.
I'll wander far o'er The wild,
O'er hill and landscape g ay;
Seek the gushing river's side,
And list the woodinymph's lay
And as the stfeath (loth run,
To its eternal home—
A mirror of the'sun—
I'll gaily sport along.
Avaunt! then, winter-time, away,
I'll think no more on thee, .
I will be meek and ever pray,
Thy face no more to see. •
Then for the days of May,
And the'merry songster's note,
'We'll rouse the slum'bring lay,
As we gaily sail our boat.
NOT MARRIED YET.
Not married yet! all, let me th►nk—
How horrid is the thought,
That eighteen summers have escaped,
And still I am not caught!
And still—and still—'tis like to be,
If things don't alter soon:
No matter—l'll live on in hope,
At least another moon!
IsTo offer yet! ah, what a thought,
For a maiden past eighteen,
With face and form as faultless too,
As any ever seen!
Alt, wherefore do they keep me back?
why this long dtjay?
2 1 0 man nerd ask TIIIS maid Lut once
yo game tit.; wedding day.
OE QUIET, DO, I'LL CALI, MY
MOTHER!!
As I was sitting in a wood,
Under an oak tree's lofty cover,
Musing in pleasant solitude,
Who should come by, but John, my lover;
He pressed my hand, and kissed my;cheek,
Then warmer growing, kissed the other,
While I exclaimed, and strove to shriek,
"Be quiet, do! I'll call my mother!"
He saw my anger was sincere,
And loyinOy began to chide' me, '
And wiping from my cheek theZtear,
He sat upon the grass beside me ;
tie feigned such pretty amorous.woe,
Breathed such sweet V aws one on another,
I could but smile, while whispering low,
"Be quiet, do! l'll call my mother!"
THE JOURNAL.
He talked so long, and talked so well,
And swore he meant not to deceive me,
I felt more grief than I can tell,
When with a kiss he rose to leave me!
"Oh, John!" said I, "and must you go?
I love thee better than all other!
There is no need to hurry so—
I NEVER MEANW TO CALI. NV MOTHER!"
MISCELLANY.
From Graham's Magazine, for May
TIRE REEFER OF 170.
BY THE AUTHOR OF "CRUIZING IN THE LAST
WAR."
The Sea-Fight
"Sail ho !" sung ont the look out, one
sunny afternoon, as we bowled along be.
fore a pleasant gale. In an instant the
drowsiest among us was fully awake. The
officers thronged the quarter-decks ; the
fore-topmen eagerly scanned the horizon;
the skulkers stole out from beneath the
bulwarks where they had been dozing,
and the late quiet decks of the schooner,
which but a moment since lay hushed in
the drowsy silence of a sultry afternoon,
now swarmed with noisy and curious
gazers.
Whereaway asked the officer of the
deck.
"Broatton the weather-bram."
" Can you make her 3ut
"A heavy square rigged ve s sel."
" no her royals lift T'
" Aye, sir ; but only this moment."
. .
"How does she bear 7"
" West and by west sou' west."
"A West Indianian, perhaps,"
"Ay, sir, I can see her to'- gallants now:
they belong to a heavy craft."
'Pipe all hands to make sai!, boat
swain. ' . •
"Aye, aye, sir."
"The strange sail is hauling up into.
the wind,?' sung out the look•out. •
"Ay—take the glass, Mr. Parker and
spring into the cross trees to see what you
can make of her.. All hands aloft—loose
and sheet home fore and maintopsails.
Merrily, there. How does she look Mr.
Parker r
"She seems a heavy merchant-man by
her rig: ab! now her topsails lift, large
and square, with a cross in them. It's
not the rig of a man-o'-war."
"Ease oft the sheet—man the lee-brace;
--hard down the helm."
"Ay, ay, sir," said the quarter master,
as he whirled around the wheel, and the
gallant craft danced lightly up into the
wind, like a racer beneath the spur ; while
the men stood at their respective stations
eagerly waiting the command.
Round there, with the foretop-sail—
haul it: fore and aft—belay all !" came in
quick succession front the quarterdeck,
as we bowed before the breeze, and dash
ing the splay on either side our cutwater,
went off• almost dead in the wind's eye.
The sharp wind, as at sang through our
cordage, and the momentary dashing of
the sea across our bows, as we thumped
against the surges, anorded a pleasant re
lief to the occasional creaking of the
shrouds, or the dull monotonous sounds
of the water washing lazily alongside,
which we had been listening to for the
last hour. The change had an exhihirating
effect upon our spirits, which was percep
tible as well among officers asamong men.
Besides, we were all eager for a prize.
Every man, .thererore, was at his sta
tion, and a hundred eager faces looked out
from the forecastle, the tops, or where ver
their owners chanced to be. The captain,
too, was upon deck, &Alining the stranger
with a scrutinizing eye.
"No, sir—her courses show to the very
foot; but here it comes--six ports on a side,
sir, though they look like palmed ones."
"She's setting her light sails."
"Every one of them, sir : and wetting
down the mainsail."
• "How are her decks t"
"Crowded, sir. There's the glancing of
musket as 1 live; all, of a dozen. She
carries troops, sir, 1 flincy."
..A transport ?"
::Aye, sir!"
MC interest had gone on deepening,
during these rapid questions and answers,
u,ntil at my last reply a suppressed buzz
ran rwind the ship. No one spoke, but
each lookel'into his messmates' fl,ce, and
it was obvious that the question, "could
we capture our opponents, or would we
ourselves became the prey V' was upper
most in every mind. But the person
most interested in the event was appa
rently the least concerned of any; and
uithout moving a muscle of his face, the
captain leisurely closed hisjilass, and
turning, with a smile, to his lieutenant,
said,—
We shall be likely to have a sharp
brush, Mr. Lennox :in tact, our men are
getting rusty, and we want something of
a close•contested battle to burnish them
up. We shall open thepagatine, and go
to quarters directly."
"ONE COUNTRY, ONE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY."
A. W. BENEDICT PIIIIMSFIER AND PROPRIETOR.
HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 26, 1841
Every thing that could be made to draw,
was by this time set, and we were eating
into the wind after the stranger with a
.apidity that promised even to the- most
sanguine of us a speedy realization of our
hop's. As we gained upoin the merchant
man, the crowded state of his decks be
came-more and inure apparent, and we.
could plainly detect, by means of our
glasses, that every exertion, even to wet
ting down the sails to the royals, was be
ing made on board of him to escape. But
all was in vain? Few vessels afloat could
beat us on the tack we were now going,
nor was it long before we had the chase
within.range of our long Tom.
"She hasn't shown her bunting as yet;'
said Captain •Stuart, "but we'll throw a
[ shot across her, tun up our flag, and see
what answer she makes."
The long,gun was cast loose, the foot of
the fiiresail lifted, and the gunner apply
ing the Match, the moment our ball went
whizzing on its way ; while at the same
moment our flag was run up to the gall,
and blowing out to leeward, disclosed the
arms of our colony.* For a few minutes
the shot might have been seen richochet
ting siting the waves, until it plunged in
to the sea a few fathoms on• the larboard
of the stranger. Still, however, no en
sign shown by the chase.
"Pitch a shot into her this time, Mr.
Matchlock," ejaculated the skipper ad
dressing the gunner, "and see if that will
bi ing her out."
"Ay, ay, sir," said the old fellow, squint
ing at his piece, and aware that he was one
of the-best marksmen afloat in any service,
"ay, ay, we'll an uke them to a sense . of
their condition presently; we'll drive the
cold iron through and through the repro•
bates: too high a little more starboard—
steadily all, and mark di! mi-chief," cried
the old fellow, applying the match. The
rest of the sentence was lost in the deaf
ening report of the cannon; a sheet of fire
was seen streamin out an instant from
the mouth of the piece; and as the pale
white smoke sailed slowly eddying away
to leeward, the old gurner might have
been discerned, Lending eagerly forward,
land shading his eyes with his * hands, as
he gazed after the path of the ball.
.•By the Lord Harry how it makes the
splinters fly !" said the old fellow, as the
shot, striking full on the quarter of the
chase, went through and through her
deck.
"And there goes her flag at last," said
Westbrook, as the ensign of England float
ed from the quarter of the merchantman,
while at the same moment a cloud of
,smoke puffed from the stern, and a shot
skimming along the deep, toward us,
plunged into the waters a cable's length
ahead.
"We're beginoing to make him talk,
eh 1." chuckled the gunner, waxing warm
in his work. 'Let him have it again now—
ah that will bring out his teeth--give it
to 'ens, you old sea do*," he continued,
familiarly patting his piece, "and by the
continental Congress, he's got it among
his sky-scrapers. There come his tegal
lant sails —hurrah !"
The fight now became one of intense
interest, for the merchantman perceiving
that escape was impossible, seemed deter
mined to resist to the last, and kept up a
brisk and well directed fire upon us from
his stern guns. Their' range not, how
ever, so great as that of our piece, we
were enabled alter a while to regulate our
distance so as to cripple the chase effec
tually without sustaining any damage our
selves. But it was not long that we were
!suffered to maintain the combat on our
,own terms. Woriled beyond endurance
by the havoc made among his spars, the
chase soon put his helm up, wore round,
and In tiling up his courses in gallant de
,
fiance, came down boldly towards us.
"‘Ve shall have it now," whispered
' .Yesthrook as he stood by the division
where he commanded, "they must out
number us two to one—but we'll give
them a lesson for all that."
"Ay hand to hand, and foot to foot,
will be the struggle,•and God deleud the
right."
No sooner had the chase altered his
course, and shown a determination to ex
cept a challenge, than the firing on both
sides ceased, and the two ships steadily
but silently approached each other.
The eve ut a battle is a solemn time.
'-however men may talk in their jovial
hours, or feel amid the maddening excite.
ment of the contest itself, there is some
' thing inexpressible awe-inspirio • in the
consciousness that we are soon to be sr-.
rayed in deadly hostility against our fel
low creatures; and now as Igazed along
the silent decks, and beheld our brave fel
lows gazing, as if spell-bound, upon the
The present national flag, cmsisting of the
gars and stripes, was not adopted until 1777,
when Congress passed a resolution to that
effect. Prior to that time each commander
used whatever device suited his fancy. The
first ensign of Paul Jones is said to have been
a pine tree, with a rattle snake coiled at the
foot, about to strike, and the motto, "don't
tread on me." The arms of a colony. as is
this instance, were often tisrt).,"gv3,
approaching foe, Ipercieved that their em
otions were akin to my own. Yet there
was nothing of tear in those hardy bosoms.
There was a compression of the lip, an
occasional flashing of the eye, and a half
suppressed word now and then among the
men, which showed that amid all their
P other feelings, a deep, unflinching detes
tation of their tyrants was uppermost in
their hearts. At times their eyes would
glance proudly along our sanded deck,
with all its apparatus of cutlasses, board
ing pikes, and cannon balls, and then turn
indignantly, and almost triumphatly, to•
wpm] the enemy, now bearing down upon
us. Meantime a deathlike silence king
Upon them; not a sound was heard except
the sighing of the winds through the ham
per, and the dash of the waters under our
bows.
The chase had now approached almost
within musket shot, and yet no demon
stration of an attack had been made. We
could see that her decks was alive with
men. From every port, and look-out,
and top, a score of faces warned us of a
bloody battle. Each man was at po'st,
determination stamped on his counten.
ance. as I gazed upon this formidable
array of members, and beheld the com
paratively gigantic of our adversary,
steadily advancing on us, like some por
tentous monster of the deep, I almost
trembled for victory; but when my eye.
fell again on the brawny chests, and de
termined visages of our gallant crew, I
felt that nothing but extermination could
prevent them from hoisting our own flag
above the proud ensign of our foe which
now flapped . lazily in the breeze. But
my reverie—if such it might be -called—
, was cut short -by perceiving a sheet of
flame rolling along the Englishman's side,
and, while his tall spars reeled backward
with the recoil a shower of shot came hurt•
ling toward us. In an instant the gall of
our mainsail fell ; our sails were perforat
ed in various places; and a cannon ball
striking us amid-ships, cut through both
bulwarks, and laid one poor fellow dead
upon the deck. 'File men started like
hounds when they see their prey.
"Stand to your guns—my men I" thun
dered the captain in this imergency, "let
not a shot be fired until I give the word.
Beaesteadily upcn your helm, and lay us
across their bows."
The moments that elapsed before this .l
endeavor could be consamated seemed to
be protracted into an age. Our gallant
fellows could, meanwhile, scarcely be re..!
strained within the bonds of discipline.
As shot after shot came whizzing over us,
the crew grew more and more restive,
casting uneasier glances at our command-.
er at every successive fire. Several of
the spars had by this time been wounded,
and our hull showed more than one evi
dence of the foe's skill in gunnery• At
length a shot came tearing throbgh the
bulwark but a short distance from where
I was stationed, and after knocking the,
splinters wildly hither and thither, struck
a poor fellow at his quarters, and laid him
mangled and bleediag across lais gun.
ran to him. One of his shipmates had al
ready lifted the man's head up, and laid
it carefully In the lap of a comrade. The
lace was dreadfully pale—the features urr•
naturally distorted. Agony, intense and
irresistible, was Written in every line of
the face. The motion, however, revived
him, and he opened his eyes with a groan.
Unsettled as was their gaze, they took in
the anxious group aroun I him. He saw,
on every face, the deepest commisseration.
His glazing eye lightened for a moment.
"How are you Jack?" said the shipmate
in whose lap he lay.
The dying man shook his head mourn•
fully.
"'Don't you know me, Jack?" said his
messmate. There was no answer. 'llweyes of the sufferer were closed. "God
knows 1 little thought you were to die
thus?" continued his shipmate with emo
tion- "For twenty years, in gale and
calm, in winter and in emotes we have
sailed together, and now you're going to
part company without being able to bid
an old messtnate farewell," and he wi
ped the cold sweat from the dying man's
brow. "Jack, Jack, don't you know me?
Can 1 do nothing for you?"
The sufferer opened his eyes, and made
a gesture as if he wished to he lifted up.
His desire was gratified. He looked a
round eagerly until his eyes fell upon the
enemy. _
"Ifury—me," he &int!) , articulated,
"after you've—hauled down her flag.
And—and Rover," and his voice, fur an
instant, became stronger, "send the prize
money to the old woman—and—a—a."
He gasped for breath.
"What? —in God's na►ne what?" But
the senses of the dying man began to wan
der.
"Speak!—Jack— for the love °MA!"
"—ails—wc—e—el!" murmured the
man, '3 rukenly. He ceased: ot,quiver•
ink, motion passed across his face. His
shipmate gently laid his head upon the
dock.
"He's dead—and now boys for re
venge!' said Rover, as he started to his
feet.
The crisis had come. So rapidly had
the foregoing scene passed, and so intent
ly had we all been gazing upon the dying
roan, that, in the interval, the schooner
had gained a position on the bow of the
enemy, and as the sturdy seaman rose up
from beside his murdered companion, we
ran shot across her in a raking position)
and before the words had died upon the
air, die long expected command came
from the quarter deck, to open fire.
"Fire!" shouted our leader, "one and
all--pour it to them—remember 3 ou fight
for your all!" •
'Give it to 'em there, my boys,"
thundered the gunner, "that's it; there
goes her sprit sail yard --hurrah!"
1t was a terrific scene. No sooner had
the signal been given, than, as with one
accord, our gallant fellows poured in their
deadly fire. Every shot told. Stung al
most beyond human endurance by the re•
straint in which they were kept, and mad
dened by the spectacle of a messmae slain
at his post before he could fire a shot, our
crew fought, like demons rather (has
men, jerking their guns out as if the were
playthings in their hands. Nothing
could withstand them. Not a shot was
wasted on the rigging of the foe: every
one was driven along her crowded decks.
Ihe slaughter was Immense. Man and
boy, sailor and marine, officers and crew
went down before that murderous, inces
sant fire. The flashes of the cannon, the
roars of the batteries, the .crashing of
spars,and the shrieks of the wounded and
the dying rose up together Li terrific dis
cord. Meanwhile the thick clouds of
smoke settled down upon us, hid the hull
of the enemy completely from sight.
Nothing but her masts, rising tall and
gallantly above the dim canopy of her
decks, could be seen, Directly one of
these was seen to stagger; then it sway
ed to and fro a moment; and directly giv
nig a lurch, the whole lofty fabric of spars
and hamper went tumbling over her side.
"Hurrah, boys! we have her now,"
shouted the captain of a gun near toe,
"there goes her foremast—let her have it
I l again," and, jerking out his piece at the
word, another discharge of grape was
sent hurling along the enemy's decks.
By this trine the two vessels had got a
-1 foul, the bowsprit of the the having be
, come entangled with the shrouds of our
main-mast. Unable longer to resist the
whirlwind of grape poured along their
deck, the crew of the enemy determined
on making a desperate effort to retrieve
the tide of battle by boarding, and gath
ering suddenly forward , at the call of
their leader, they made an instantaneous
rush upon us. But their attack was quick
ly met. A momentary 'vacillation of the
veil of smoke hanging over the deck of
the foe, by disclosing the numbers gather-,
log upon her forecastle, betrayed to our
gallant leader the intention of the enemy.
lie.saw at a glance that the attack must
be repulsed speedily or that we were lost.
The vessels were already rapidly swing
ing around side to side, and in a few mo
ments the overwhelming numbers of the
Englishmen would be enabled to leap up
on our decks, with almost aA much ease as
if we were moored along side of their
craft in port. Not a moment was to be
lost. Either the enemy must be repuls
ed at once, and so promptly as to pre.
elude all future attempts of the like char
acter, or else we must lose every advert.
tage we had already gained, and be over
powered finally by the mere force of num
hers. What 1 have taken so long to de
scribe, flashed through our minds with in
conceivable rapidity. The captain did
not hesitate a moment. NVaving his
svord aloft I.e thundered,
"Boarders ahoy! 'mister at the main—
to beat back the enemy," and then in a
lower tone he added, "charge the long
gun to the muzzle with grape—"
Obedient at the word our gallant fel
lows hurried to their stations, and stood
eagerly awaiting the onset of the foe
who having, by this time. mustered on
the fore part of their craft, stood ready
to spring upon our decks at the first op
portunity. That was now at hand. The
two ships, which had momentarily rece
ded, re rolled together, and every man
of the enemy's crew strained muscles to
their utmost tension, as he prepared to
spring on our decks.
Never shall / forget that sight. Clue
tered around the fore shrouds and on the
At head, and coffering the whole space
beTween, where the dense masses of the
enemy, their dark frowning countenances
and glittering weapons forming prominent
objects in the spectacle. Tkey had sprung
up, as if by magic, from a sewed lurking
places, and gathered at the call of their
commander. now stood with threatening
numbers about to leap upon us. To re
sist such a whirlwind of cutlasses with
oor little crew was well nigh madness.
But our leader fad already determined to
make their very numbers the cause of
their ruin. At this mast eat, when the
WHOLE No. 2g4'
two ships approached each other, he tur
ned rapidly to the gunner, and 'shouted,
"Give it to them with the long gun--
The effect was electric. With a noise
like the bursting of a volcano, the instru
ment of death went off, belching forth its
firy torrent with resistless fury. An ava
lands could not have swept off its VIC..
tilos more ruthlessly than did that dis
charge disperse the foe. Nothing could
withstand that hurricane. of grape, Its
effect was awful. Clearing a !anal
through and through the crowd upon the
forecastle of the enemy, it tore its pas
sage onward amid the spars and hamper
of the ship with resistless violence, al
most drowning the shrieks of the dying,
and the curses of the wounded, in its ter
rific crash. The enemy's boarders stag
gered and fell back, and before they could
rally the two ships fell asunder. While
they were still wavering, our hamper be
came disentangled, and we once more
floated free of the enemy. As we pas
sed along her side our fire was renewed
with redoubled impetuosity, while the
Englishn.an crippled as he was by our
last tri A liti',C il:scivirge, could only feebly
repl.
"Pour it in, my lads," shouted the gun
ner again, "and we'll soon bring her to
quarters—give it to 'em now, for the hon
or of old Plymouth."
"God Nave the king;" came hoarsely
back from the enemy, "blow the rebels
out of water."
The.speaker was standing just abaft
the mainmast, and had distinguished him.
self, during the attempt to board us, by
his vehement gestures, and apparent in.
fluence over the men. / noticed the eye
of Westbrook watched him keenly as he
spoke. Suddenly an ofFicer approached
and gave him an order. Ile looked a
round, started from - his protected situa
tion and dashed up the main shrouds,
with the intention, as we now perceived,
of reeving a rope which had been shot a
way, and the loss of which prevented the
main topsail from being hoisted to the
cap. ,
" They're about to make off," said I to
Westbrook 'he's a daring fellow to go
aloft in this, any how." •
"Ile's not so sure of success," said
Westbrook, “for they'll have a shot at
him from the ftirecastle?
The man had by this time, with almost
inconceivable rapidity, effected his pur
pose, although more than one musket had
been fired at him from our craft. He
now turned to descend, but proud of his
achievement, he could not resist the temp
tation of a momentary bravado. He took
off his hat and gave a hurrah.
“It's your last boast," cooly said West
brook, as he snatched a musket, and lif
ting it to his shoulder, glanced his eye a
long the barrel, and fired. / shuddered
involuntary, even though an enemy was
the victim, for 1 knew Westbrook's dead
ly aim. My pressage was true. The
man struggled on his footing an instant;
made an abortive grasp at the air instead
of a rope; falling backward, struck the
shrouds, and re-bounded into the sea.
He squatted a moment on the water like
a wounded duck, and then sank forever,
leaving only a small dark stream of blood
upon the wave to Lill where lie disappear
ed.
By this time the fire of the enemy had
almost ceased, and, even amid the smAte
of battle, we could see that her scuppers.
were literally running with blood. An
ineffectual attempt was now made to es
cape from us, but we ran down upon the
enemy at the first symptom, and re-com
menced our fire with unabated fury. Their
rigling was soon terribly cut up, as we
now aimed principally sat that. As a few
moments removed all possibility of an es
cape on the part of the Englishman. anal
as we had suffered ourselves in' our bans
per somewhat from his fire, we can ail,
short distance, to repair our damages.
An hour and a half sufficed to place us
in neatly as good a condition as before
going into battle, when running down up
on the enemy we once more opened our
battery. The first gun, howe‘er, had
hardly'been fired, before - the British en
sign, which had doggedly been kept fly
ing, was hauled down. I was dispatched
on board the capture. As I stepped up
on herilecks a scene of desolation met my
eye:. v path was literally slippery with
ly a man was on deck.
'lle helmsman, a single officer, two mar.
ines, and a few common seamen, were the
only ones, of all that numerous crew, who
were not wounded or lead. God knows
a inure terrific slaughter I bad never par.
ticipated think I behold it at this
clay.
COURTING
..Ma, what tines cousin John hug sister
Bridge so for?"
"La, Simon, you have such eyes—he's
only a courting tier, my
"Golly gracious, ma'-don't he court
her lard thouih :"
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