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ADD walcGrecgams exay. - uma Contnzissiosi .7lerehants, HAVRE DE GRACE, MARYLAND AVING taken the large and commodi ous Wharf and Warehouse situated di rectly on the Canal Basin, are now prepared to receive consignments of goods for tran shipment or sale. A . general assortment of Groceries, Bcc., .consisting of Loaf and Blown Sugars, Coffee, Moltitaes, Sperm Oil and Candles, White, Yellow and Brown Soaps, Fish, Salt, Plaster, tco.,, together with all kinds of Spices and Paints—and also ready made Clothing will be kept constantly on hand and disposed of on city terms or exchanged for country pro duce, Coal, !to. April 19 1843.-3 m. THE GIRARD LIFE INSURANCE, wisnanauw amp 9.yzaoS33 COP/TWAT OF PHILADELPHIA Office No. 159 Cheenut Street. Make insurances of lives, grant anninuities and Endowments, and receive and execute Trusts. Rates for insuring $lOO, on a single life. Age. For 1 year. For 7 years. 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The usual facilities will be given on all consignments entrusted to their charge. which will be thank fully received and meet with prompt atten -, ;ion. Salt, Fish and Plaster, constantly nn hand and for sale at the lowost market price References, Philadelphia. 3. Ridgway,Esq. 1 Brock, son & Co Jacob Lex & Son Waterman & Osbourn Mulford& Alter Scull & Thompson Wilson, Seigel. & Bro E J Etting & Bro Bray, Barcroft & Co Morris, Patterson & co Loner & Barrow. Lewistown. J & J Milliken A & G Blimyer Patterson & Horner J McCoy, Esq. Waterstreet. Stewart & Horrell B W Wike, Esq. February 8,1843.-6 m. BOOTS AND SHOE'S, Leghorn and Straw Bonnets) PALDILEAF AND LEGHORN HATS. Merchants and others from Huntingdon and adjacent places, are respectfully reques ted to call and examine the stock of the above kinds of goods, which is full and extensive, and which will be sold at prices that will give satisfaction to purchasers, at No. 168 Market, street south-east corner of Sth street, Philadelphia. GEO. W. & LEWIS B. TAYLOR. Pila. Feb. 6. 1843.-6 mo. Job Printing. NEATLY EXECUTED •4'r THIS OFFICE. 11Da2-„ dtt e a€:034:183. POMTP.T. Front ihe New York Tribune. TUC MORNING STAR. BY dIIOUSTCS SNODGRASS, Life's morning has a star as bright As that which rolls on high, Just as the young Day's cloud gray light, Steals softly o'er the sky! A star of joy—a star of love, Which fondly, purely beams— Bright as the scenes where gaily rove Sweet childhood's golden dreams. It blushes from the azure walls Where sleeps the faded night, But by its smiles of beauty calls The soul to life and light! Yet as the busy day rolls on It flies the burning glare, And fades before the flaming Sun Within its realms of air. Then comes the noisy press of life— The mixing with the crowd ; The hunt for gold—the woo—the strife— The conflict long and loud ! But bark from these my soul will turn, And gaze on that dim star, But I behold it as an Urn Where Pleasure's ashes are! No more the laugh and song surround, Nor early friendship's smile; But they are like the dull, dread sound Borne from a ruined aisle! I see but thin and misty forms Once loving and caressed ; Yet they stretch forth their shadowy arms To touch my heaving breast. Then ease I on that sacred Soul Which knew my earliest hours; Whose words upon my spirit stole Like winds in Summer bowers ! Before me stands his mighty shade And looks with eyes severe And points, through all the Past arrayed, Unto each distant year! lie lifts on high his shattered lyre And melody would bring, But woos in vain tho slumb'ring fire Unto his mouldered string. Not vainly did he touch that lyre While life flashed in his veins; E'en now his tones fly wing'd with fire Along our hills and plains; And if my song has ever brought A ray of joy to me, 'Twas that the sacred flame I caught, My early friend front thee! And though thy humble grave afar My knees have never preoo'd Yet thou dost shine, a sacred star, For ever in my breast! But oft, when Silence still the Earth And breaths her spell on me, I dream that thou dost wander forth, And that I walk with thee! But on thy brow I see no more Thy many woes impress'd Woes, which like snake-fangs stung and bore Thy spirit to its rest ! But earnest, calm—thou movest by— And on me loy'st thy hand ;- 1 sec a blessing in thy eye Brought from the spirit land. And oft as thus I walk by thee, I wander back afar; And through the mists around me see The smile of young Life's star. From the N. Y. Tribune. Arouse, ye men of iron Mould. Arouse! ye men of Iron mould, Alen of the strong am! sinewy arm— Your souls are yet unstained by gold, Your conscience free from its alarm. Lift up your heads! why hang them down? Why fetter the free spirit thus? Labor is not misfortune's frown— We live for you, and you for us. Too long you've groveled in the dust, Too long been Pity's willing slaves, Fearing your noble powers to trust Beyond their deep and living graves. God made you men, and men you are, Then let new fires within you burn. Awake from thraldom, burst each bar, And all repelling actions spurn. Rise in your strength—the iron bands With which your souls have long been bound, Will provo but threads in giant hands, When action with your rights is found : Shake off your chains! Wealth is not Worth, And live a freeman, not a clod, Not dare to let a bumble birth Destroy the eternal gifts of God! Then rise to being—rise and claim The boon that Heaven to labor ge_ Though but a smile—the proudest rune For which Man dies, for which he lives— No longer kiss the earth, but scorn Oppression's shafts against he hurl'd. And rise in power from Virtue born, For, Atlas-like, ye boar the world' Why arc printers more likely to succeed in a suit than any other men 1 Because they go to work with stick in hand, and attend to the case with so much composure, and press the matter so closely, that (lacy are pretty euro to make an im pression. From Grahrtm'a Migazine for .Augu.st 1843. IleraczoUm. 031 - pm.mrcsa.a. AND THE MERMAID. BE ELIZABETH OKES smrrm, AUTHOR OP “TIIE SINLESS CHILD, " ETC. It was a warm, still afternoon in Summer, the waters of Portland harbor were as quiet as if never ploughed by keel or tossed by tempest; the idle flag hung to the mast, and sails, half-hoisted to dry, lay in loose heavy folds. Every object was as palpable below as above the water. Old Zeke was seated on the bench under the ferry-house sign, and nothing was more natural than that we school children should gather about him and ask for eatery. It was evident Zeke was in a sentimental mood, for his eyo wandered far off upon the waters, and he heaved a deep sigh as we approached and claimed his atten tion. Then he glanced at the little, low window, where Mrs. Stanford was making pastry, a tumbler half filled with flies standing beside her, the top covered with a piece of bread with a hole in the centre. Do you see there ?' said he. We all followed the direction of his eyes, and rested ours upon the fatal fly-trap. That accordin' to my way of thinkin', is a pic ter of the sea. Every shaver with free limbs and a bold heart is drawin' to it, and ten to one his first cruise is his last one. For, somehow, an old salt a'int no man at all, but a kind of part of the ship; and he cant be washed off into Davy's locker un less the ship goes too. But'tis the young ones that n'int got the right cut of the jib that get washed overboard. But as I was sayin', they will go tea, jest as them are flies crawl into that tumbler, and so fall off, flounder about for a little while, and then it's all over with 'em. But that's all naeral -like, for some how I dont bee how a right down tar could sleep in ono of them graves, (and ho pointed to ward the church-yard,) with the arth and stones crowded over him, and people welkin' about and tellM' all sorts o' yarns right within hail of him.— Oh, 'tis hard to think upon ;' and he breathed hea vily, giving his duck trowsere an uneasy hitch.— .But, now, 'tis nothin' to be drowned in compari son. No brain' up, no cold arth crowdin' down, but the free water all about, and the wind pipin', and sailors hailin' one another and singin' the Bay o' Biscay,' which accordin' to my notion, is one of the greatest songs siego, , , always exceptin' the' Con stitution end Gurnee But, as I was sayin', it must do a sailor's bones good to hear rich things about them. They'd be kind o' oneasy on the land, and miss the roll they'd always been used to.' Hero Zeke arose from his seat and paced back and forth upon the small patch of green, as if suf fering from some painful emotion. At length he stopped before our little group, and fixing a tre mendous quid within one jaw, he said very solemn ly, as one who had become nearly desperate— . I tell you what, children, 't aint no fault o' mine that I'm kneeled up here like a useless old hulk ; I never wanted such moorings, I can tell you. Why it does seem as if the sea would n't take me in; I've been shipwrecked something like twenty times, off and on. I've been on short allowance nigh about as many times as there's ropes in a ship, till I was about the leanest dog you ever see ; I've been washed overboard, have been taken by privateers, have been scuttled, capsized, and, somehow, I've always got off. There's the good ship Morgianny, I loved the wheel o that ship as if it had been my own child, and every cable, rib and spar in her.— How prettily she'd answer totter helm! how sort o' nice she'd come round to the wind ; no yawing, no creaking, but sarcy like and easy, jest as little Kate used to turn her head one side and sail to the lee ward, when I told her I shouldn't object to tryin' the flavor of them lips of horn. Well, the lVlorgi anny went down one night in about one of the ugliest gale I ever weathered; and the poor thing cried and moaned jest as if it could feel for poor Zeke that could'nt go with her. Well, she threw up a spar, and I clung to it for twenty four hours, mid then a ship picked me up, but not till I had chopped off a piece from one end termite a tobacco box of.' Here he took a wooden box from his pocket and held it up before us. It was curiously carved with nautical devices, exhibiting no small skill in the graver. Anchors, cables, hearts and ships were everywhere intermingled. That's all my work. I took comfort in dein' it, for'lwas all I could do to show any respect for the poor Morgianny, and little Kate into the bargain.' Won't you toll us about Kato I whispered, drawing quite near him. 'Not now, child, not now,' and ho drew his hard, red hand across his eyes. We were all hushed. Well, well, yoo see I wasn't to go down with the Morgianny, much as I loved her, so hero I am kneeled up like a great lubberly land turtle that's lost his reckoning. But come, that's nothin' here nor there. I'll tell you the story of Jack Spanker and the Mermaid, which was, take it for all in all, about the strangest story I ever heard tell. Jack was a real sailor, and would tell about the toughest yarns of any sailor, I ever heard. Many's the time I've heard him tell this story over in the long watches, slow and airnest as if every word was true as the four gospels. Jack had a Christian mother, who taught him the truth, and made him promise never to swear to the day of his death. Tiiis came mighty hard upon Jack, for ho was up to all kind of fun, and had a free easy way of speaking. I don't know how ho managed it, for swearing is as metal to a sailor as grog or salt water; and, somehow I never felt any wise onessy about it, considering it a part of the profession, a kind of edication that a tar can't do without, and meaning jest nothing more than that he is wide awake, and knows which way the wind sets;and in case of a flaw, it serves to cool off with, for when the blast is once blown out there's nothing more to be said about it. Well, Jack always told the story in the same words, and though it did sound sort of uncreditable at first, yet we got to believing it, cause we'd got used to hearing it. That mer maid must have been a putty nice gal, and as to Jack, he was about the trimmest splice I ever see ; pot to tall, for that's awkward aboard ship, nor yet short, and when he walked he brought his footdown square, and moved jest as the ship did, as if he'd grown up out of her. Then he'd regularly swab of brown curly hair, a dimple in each cheek, and one in the chin. Ho laughed with his eyes and mouth too, and had teeth as white and even as a shark. Then, you should a heerd him roar out the songs, some of them his own making too. He had a sweetheart named Holly Spaulding, and 'twas sur prising the way he used to praise her. Venus, and Diany, and Neptin's wife herself, was jest nothing at all 'long side of her. I don't believe Jack ever cared to look at any other gal, and couldn't a loved any thing else, saving his mother, the ship, or a mermaid. When he was out on the yards splicing a rope, or reefing a sail, you'd hear his voice clear as a trumpet, singing as if nothing was to pay. He used to make up songs about the mermaids that set us all laughing. a 'O, mermaids, is it cold and wet Mown beneath the sea? Recants to me that rather chill Must Davy's locker be.' " Old Zeke sang the foregoing with a comical mix ture of sentiment and jovial reminiscence, bringing out the words full and round in true nautical style. We all gays a shout, and begged for more. No, no, I was only showing how Jack did it, but then you know he was young and handsome; and had a voice to be heerd a mile. Well, you see, 'twos thcse same songs that had like to bin the ruin of poor Jack. Had Old Nick come in any other shape he couldn't have made any thing out of Jack, but how vvus be to know he'd covered his cloven foot and black archness in the shape of a pretty mer maid 1 "tfwas n't in ins log that rich a thing could be. Well, the winds had been light, and every little while there came a dead calm. We hadn't much to do but tell long yams, sing songs, and other fair weather work not worth telling. Jack had bin two hours out on the gib-boom, doing something he might have done in half the time, and we'd been laughing at his songs, and then forget all about him; so I must tell the story jest as he told it to me.' 'l'd been singing,' said Jack. a My mermaid's eyes are diamonds bright, Her cheek like the blushing shell, And were it not for Nelly's self I might have loved her well —' when I heerd an amazing soft-like sound, right un der me, and I stopped working to see what it meant. I heerd a little voice singing I have come from under the sea, For thy voice beneath it rung, And I would see the sailor boy That had so sweet a tongue,' That you shall, said I, looking over into the water, and I must say, I don't object looking ntyou. But never mind singing I only sing myself on very particular occasions. With that I heard a kind o' tickling, and my faith, I never did see jest sich a pair of eyes. They wa'nt black, nor blue, nor green, nor—l can't tell what, but they was wonderful bright, and went through and through that sort of a thing that always has a skewer or arrow run through it. 'I won't deny, says, I you're a nice looking gal, but what colors do you sail under, how do you hail? I've no notion being fooled by any heathenish critter, bred a Christian as I've been. 4 You should a seen her laugh. You may call me what pleases you beat. Won't you ',jive me a name Jack?' No, faith, I mean to do that for Nally. How somever, I do n't object to call you Nally jest one voyage, <The critter laughed agin, and I don't know how at was, she did look like Nolly Spaulding. I rub- bed my eyes over and over agin, but there sho was growing !nom and more like her every minit. After awhile, says I, ' Don't you find your berth down there rather cold and wet? not in the least. We breathe the water as you do air. I wish you would come and sac the way we live under the water.' "Get thee behind mo Satan,' said I, remembering mother. No, no, I've no notion drowning myself. You must try that trick upon the marines.' And I went to work, taking no notice of all her singing. But two no use, I couldn't help looking down agin, and them site was, looking more like Nelly than she did before. Faith, says I, Ido n't see how it 'tis you contrive to look so much like Nelly Spaulding. , 110 ll' says she, well I dare say I do, though Nelly is called tiro prettiest girl along shore.' You may well say that, says I, and none of your fish-ending 'yster kind of critters neither, fur you must know I had n't hardly got over her asking me to take a trip to Davy , . locker. I hadn't well nigh got the words out of my mouth, before there the critter was a sitting on the jib-boom, right before me, and two of the Ittunicot feet just peeping from under her petticoats. I jest took my fore-finger and touched her little white arm same as 1 used to do to the dough when my mother's back was turned. And sure enough 'twits soft and warm, and nothing like clam or fish about it. But she didn't mean to stay, for she jumped down agin, laughing in great fun.— Then the mato called out, Jack, wintyou done that jib yet l' 4 Aye, aye, mostly, but there's been a confounded mermain here plaguin' me. Then the men all laughed, as if they thought it a good joke, but I knew it was earnest. But what's the use trying to teach poor ignorant critters what wont believe what a man tells them he has seen with his own eyes?' Here Old Zeke gave a decided yawn and arose from the bench. 0, is that all lis there no more? what became of Jack?' wo all cried out. , No, there's enough more, but that will do for to day. I can't stop to tell you how poor Jack did rayly go down with that mermaid, for the yarn was always a putty long one. CHAPTER IL " The water roll'd, the water swell'd, This short suspense is o'er, Half drew she him, half dropp'd he in, And sunk to rise no more." A real mermaid story--a live mermaid--and that from the lips of one who had the story only second—one who had seen and heard the men who had seen the mermaid. Old Zeke became invested with a strange mysterious awe—an ancient mari ner, speaking words of solemn and deep import. Did he not have the story from the very lips of Jack?--from Jack, who had put his finger upon the mermaid's arm, even as he would have punched it into a real doughnut. The next day we were all standing beside him, with hushed breath, awaiting his revealments. t One night after this,' continued old Zeke, giv ing the story in the wools of Jack, I was standing at the wheel, lookin' at the long wake of silver the moon left upon the water, and then up at the stars for they had a cunning sort of twinkle that made me think of Nelly's eyes. Hap'ning to cast my eyes jest under the lee, I see somethin'leap out of tho water two or three times—some flounnderin' porpoise, says or one of them flyin-Ssh. Then there was a little spout of water risin up•and showerin down, and lookin like a heap of all kind., of pearls and pre cious stones. I rubbed my eyes and looked agin, and there right before me, laughing out of the corners of her eyes, stood that mermaid. , I held out my hand, encouraging like, and says I, now, gal, come along side, for you see I can't leave the wheel without loosing three pinta, which would bring the captain up in no time. Faith you're so like Nell, that I can't help it, says I, and I gave her a kiss, as natural as if I'd known her a long cruise. 'I wish Jack you'd go down and see how nice we live under the water,' says she, you'd never miss Nelly Spaulding.' Nell would miss MC though, I'm think ina, end 'tisn't hardly tide thr one gal to try and cut another out. Besides, I'm plaguey suspicious that if you once get me down there, you'd be for turning me into a great lubberly whale, to be harpooned sometime or other, and then Jack Spanker will be used for ile to light the bannacle. No, no, gal, you don't catch me that way, and turned try back square round, and looked as savage as a shark. After a while I jest tipp'd a lute over my shoul der, and sure enough, there she stood with the great tears a dropping out of her eyes, and falling in a considerable puddle on the deck. Now the jig is always up with a tar when a woman cries. Avast, there, Nell, says I, let me wipe this dripping with this splice of a sail hanging to your flipper, and I said some pretty nice things to slop her crying. DU you ever see an apple when a boy drives it into a puddle of water, how it goes down and then comes smiling up wain I—well the mermaid look'd something so when she looked coaxingly into my face. 'Jack,' says she, let one of my men hold the wheel, there, I want you to see something over the side of the ship: . I chuck' her under the chin ; your men, Nell, I should like to see one. Presently a little old man, that look'd as if he'd been drying since the time of that old sailor, Noah, pop'd over the to/frail ; as much as to soy, here's your man, sir. . Can you box the compass, grey bard I says I. Aye, aye, sir, says he taking the helm. Steady, now, steady says I, and mind, none of your cantrips, or I'll knock you into foul weather in less than no time. We looked over into the water, rued tho mer. maid began to sing, Mist of earth away, away-- Veil of waters, deep and blue, Open to the moonlight ray, Bring our palaces to view.' Presently, the dim outline of things began to appear; and then the pavement of a world beneath the waters, inlaid with gems and gold and silver, and walls of crystal and gates of emerald, towers of pearl, and !lowers of coral. That's a nice country of your, says I, only a leetle too dazzling-like, and nothing like potatoes and inyons growing. The mermaid !angled ; and then I saw some steps of ivory, and lung walks with flowers on both aides, and all sorts of fruit and green things growing, and every thing amazingly clean, and not a speck like dust anywhere. Then I heard folks talking, and singing old songs, and some of them I knew. Pres ently, long come Bill Marlin, with a mermaid tuck ed under his right flipper. Now, we'd lost Bill overboard on our last v'yge, and a whole wad sailor he was. \_, , ,taaczaUcza Z''3Qa›. E3QZ)U3 'Ship ahoy, says I, how do you like your berth? and before he could speak, and I near meld mil how, but there I was down alongside. I looked up, but there was the ship right over head, with her canvass all set, and now and then a fish darting past and two or three piratical sharks ready fin eve rything that fell overheard. I pinched my arm to see if 'twas flesh and blood, and hallooed and mil about to see if I was dreaming; but the truth wan, I was under the sea, and no mistake. How the little mermen and the mermaids laughed. Do you think your man will steer the ship right, gays I.' . 0 yes, he'll be here directly to give the reckon oning.' In that case, says I, it's time for me to go rip again she would'nt go well without a helmsman. . But you don't mean to leave me, Jack,' says the mermaid, putting her face close to mine. 'To bo sure I do ; did you think I was gobs to forsake Nclly Spaulding fur a fish-woman ? Mermaids are just like other women : you abuse their beauty and they are right up about it, and that too when they're no better looking than a jury-moat. The mermaid's eyes looked lightning. She stood a mirth, looking fire out °flier eyes, and then she burst out a crying. Just then down course little grey beard, and I saw the ship going ahead as if a light breeze had just took her sails. I was in a terrible fix— there was a gal crying tears by the quart, the ship about to leave me, and I down schooling about Davy Jo ca' locker. I looked at the mermaid and began to feel wrathy. Now, says I, you've got me into this bothera tion, gal, and you must get me out of it. I've no notion staying down here you sec, so you may as well contrive to get me up, or I shall kick up such a runt pus down here that Davy Jones will be glad to get me out of his kingdom. Then I see how the poor thing was a crying, and I felt kind of had. Nelly, nays 1, you're a nice gal fur them what like such a nice gal, but you dtin't have Jack Spanker jest yet. Howsomcver should I ever get adrift, Ishould be glad to have you pick me tip. Davy Jones' locker aint so bad after all. Ship ahoy says I, throw us a rope, I say. They got me on board, where everything was jest as I left it. They all said I must have got to alirp, and rolled overboard, butt knetv better. Oen Ommix.—Young lMlies miss a figure, when they blush and make a dozen or more apolo gies to their male acquaintances, who happen to I find them at the wash tub, with a chock apron on, and thou sleeve rolled up. Cobbctt fell in love with his wife when in this interesting condition— and no woman was of "More use to a man. Reel men—men of sterling principle—are always pleased to sx their fmmle acquaintances at work. Mt n never blush, never apologize, if found in your home spun attire, stirring coflim, washing the hearth, or rinsing clothes. It should be your pride nod glory to labor, fur industrious habils are eertally the best recommendation you can bring to worthy young men who are seeking wives. Those who would sneer at these habits, you may depend upon it, will make poor companions, for they arc miserable tools and consumate blocitheads.—N. Y. .News. £ Gentleman ranee:. It is worse titan idle for any man to expect to better his condition in a peomiary point of view by turning gentleman farmer. If a person have a for tune already, he may lay out pleasure grounds, fence in parks, make experiments in crops, try crosses in breeds of cattle, set out trees for shale scenery, and thus grotify his taste, and possibly make some dis covery for others to benefit by; but in his own ease he will loose money; probably he expects it. 'What would any one think of a gentleman warrior or gentleman poctl that is a man who should hire all his fighting done or all his verses made. If success only crows individual personal exertion in all other matters, how is it that in this alone, in the primitive occupation of mankind, men expect it, without rut. ting their hand to the plough and girding them selves far the labor 1 It is a common remark among the husbandinen that he who works with his hands gets double the amount of work out of them compa red with him who only gives his orders and vaits until they are accomplished. The general must lead his troops victory ; he must endanger his own life if he would infuse bravery into the hearts of his soldiers; and this principle is not inapplicable to the Loss of the farm—Selected. LAZINESS:A lady, in her letter nein Madrass says, that in India " every creature seems eaten up isLiness ; even my horse pretends he is too fine too switch off his own flies with his own long tail, but turns round his head to order the horse-peeper to wipe them elf for him." The people of India, and even the horses, must be the essence of gentili ty, since the so heartily dislike work. We have some of the mune breed in this country, whom we could see transported to India without regret. In, ziness is bad enough in the aged, but in the young it is into!orable. A lazy young man or woman will be sure to scratch a poor old head, if they do net die from cnui in their youth. c,")- Many cur greatist men have of sprung (rem' the humblest origin, as the lark, whose nest is on the ground, nears nearest heaven. Narrow circuit - glance. are the most powerful stintultunt to mental expansion, mid the early frown. of fortune the Ix t security fur her final smiles. ' (0- A fellow out has been tniutufacturim; tS uutlen
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