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Plant Flowers arotind the Grave, Flint flowers around the grave— Wreathe not with thoughts of gloom That quiet resting place, The peaceful, lowly tomb; But let the bright-hued flowers Their fragrance o'er it shed, And link with gentle thoughts, end pure, The memory of the dead. Plant flowers around the grave— From the dark forest bowers, From the home-garden bring them, The fair and fragrant flowers; And let them bloom in light, The lowly mounds above, Where the departed rest in peace—. A token of our love, Plant flowers around the grave—. For many gumber there As gentle as the flowers, As pure, as loved, 09 fairs This is their quiet home.— Around it we'll entwine Flowers, sweet as are the memories We in our hearts enshrine. Plant flowers around the grave—. 'Those who were once so dear, Gazed oft upon their hues, And loved them well while here; Their hands have cherished them— Brightly they'll cluster now O'er the green sod that lightly rests. On the pale sleeper's brow. Plant flowers around the grave— There let them bloom and fade, Like flowers in autumn time, Our hopes in dust are laid ; Spring wakes the sleeping flowers, And clothes the earth in bloom— And spring, ere long, shall come to wake The slumberer in the tomb. Sleep on! Sleep on! D 7 WILLIAM JONES Sleep on ! Sleep on ! Baby, in thy little grave; Softly o'er thee leaflets wave ; And, though evening veils the sky, Stars in love aro throned on high ! They will have thee in their keeping, While the dew thy turf is steeping, With thine hands upon thy breast, Sleep on ! Sleep on! Thus the sweetest take their rest! Sleep on ! Sleep on ! La I an angel host are near; I can feel their presence here; They are watching o'er thee now Baby mine, though blanched in brow! Fast thy mother's team are falling, While thy lineaments recalling, With thine hands upon thy breast, Sleep on ! Sleep on ! Thus the sweetest take their reel ! IVIIE4CZILLAMMOT:I3. THE REFUGEE. Thrilling Tale of the American Revolution. HT JAMES H. HAMA, During the war of the Revolution, the lower counties of New Jersey were infested by a set of iitt , iperadoes, passing under the name of refugees, who in the absonse of the Americans In camp, plundered and insulted their defenceless families.— A band of these men became particularly notorious on the little Egg River, and that section of the country is yet rife with legends of their misdeeds. A party, equally numerous and even more lawless, fora long time devastated the settlements along the Maurice river. Our story relates to this latter. It was at the close of a beatiful day in the early part of October, that an athletic young man, whose frank and good humored countenance was a pass- port to the acquaintance of strangers, approached a clearing not far from the present decayed village of Dorchester. The house was of but one etoiy, built of thick, hewn logo, and surrounded by scanty field., in which the stumps of the original forest trees wets yet visable. But everything had an air of neatness, which was increased, when pushing open the door he entered the large comfortable kitchen, with its nicely scoured floor, and its dresser, on which were arrayed in bright rows the pewter plates. Hie footsteps had scarcely sounded on the floor, be( s ore a light figure sprang towards him, and next instant was locked in his arms. God bless you, Mary,' ho said, an ho parted the hair fondly from her forehead, and stooping, kissed the fair brow. The girl looked up into his facp, and said, half in/tiring half positively— UD01. 9 c:sco, ac34ae.). You have come to stay—have you not? Do now give up running your sloop until things be come more settled. You will be captured yet,' she continued, as her lover shook his head, and 'lien if thrown into those dread prison ships in New York, you will never get back.' Notwithstanding the imploring tone in which she spoke, her lover still shook his head. *Nay, dearest, your •roman's fears alarm you withoat cause; There is no danger. The English ships have left the Delevvare, and I must make the old sloop pay me now, for your sake.' She buried her face in hie bosom to hide the blushes at this allusion. He continued cheerfully. .Now can you find me a supper) You boast of your house keeping you know, and yet I'll bet we are almost as good cooks on board. At any rate we area little more hospitable when wo see a visitor who has come miles to see us, and walked all the way.' He said this in a playful tone, and the girl imme diately hastened to set the supper table. His eyes followed her graceful movements, and they convers ed together, as lovers only converse, during the half 'tour in whirls the preparations for the meal were going on. At length the other members of the family camo in, and the conversation became general. It was early, however, when the young man rose to go. The girl followed him out to the door. Why so soon?' she said. It is high tide, and I have already overstayed my time,' he said. lint in a few days I will be back, and it may be 1 will be so successful that there will be no necessity for going again.' God grant it may be so,' she said fervently. 'I reel a presentiment of some danger impending over you. There is Hogan the refugee.' 'He owes me ill-will I know,' said the lover, 'ever since you have preferred me to him. But he has left this part of the country, and T rhdald never fear him in a fair fight. .But ho was always stealthy and mean, end would attack you secretly.' Oh! but there is no fear of him.' gaily said the lover. 'Beelieve the I shall be back in less than two weeks, and then— He pressed the blushing girl to his bosom, kiss ed her again and again, and then with a hurried embrace tore himself away. When ho had crossed the road and was just entering the woods, he turn ed and waved his hat. The girl was standing on the watch. elm kissed her hand to him and the next instant he vanished from her sight. But for many minutes she continued to gaze on the spot where he disappeared; and so intent was the revery in which she fell, that she did not notice the approach of a third party, in tho person of a young man of the neighborhood, whom popular rumour declared to be one of her miters, Good evening, Ellen,' he said, you are out late to night" Ah! is it you James I Good evening;' and she frankly extended her hand. Will you walk in No I thank you—l havn't but a minute to stay: There was a short silence, when he added, have you seen Hogan lately I' He has come back, suppose you .know: 'No—I did not know it,' said Ellen her heart beating violently. I believe he and Briggs are no great friends.* Hogan swearb he will have revenge on him, though I den'; know what for. Do you Ellen read the man's heart in them words. Ho was a rejected suitor, and suspected her love for Briggs, and visited her expressly to torture her by this intelligence. How know you this?' sho said affecting as much calmness as possible. 'Have you seen Ho gan lately 1' He was about this morning; but has gone down !lie river to his old place. They say he has a dozen men there, refugees may be, like himself, By the bye, have you seen Briggs to day 1 I heard he sailed with the morning tido.' Ellen turned pale at this intelligence, for her woman's quick wit perceived at once, by the mean ing tone of her visitor, that Hogan had determined to way-lay her lover, and that her informant, from a feeling of base revenge, had come to apprise her of it, after he thought it would be too late for any notice of the attack to be conveyed to Briggs.— She had the presence of mind not to show her agi tation, nor did she undeceive the speaker as to the time when her lover sailed. She adroitly turned the conversation. Won't you walk in she said, the nights are getting chilley. Father and mother are yet up, I believe.' 'No, thank you,' said the young man moving, 'I must be going. Good bye.' Ellen watched him with a fluttering heart until he had disappeared in the darkness, when she burst into tears. But suddenly dashing them away with her hand, she entered the house, and cautiously ap proached the door of her little room. The family had all retired. Taking a pen and ink she wrote, with some agitation, a few lines, and placed them where they would be seen, the first thing in the morning. 'This will tell them whore I haeo gone,' she said, still weeping. .It would be wrong to wake them, or they would not let me go. But how can I stay here when Its is in danger l' She paused and mused. . Yet it is too lute to overtake him at the wharf. I must go down the liver and intercept him. God will be my protector.' With these words she hastened to attire herself in her bonnet and cloak; and then kneeling down ahe prayed for a few moments silently, after which she rose, wiped the tears from her eyes, and set forth unattended on her long and very perilous walk.-- More than once she started as she wound her way through a solitary forest, at the cry of a night bird, and now and then some unknown noise, or a dis tant shadow assuming suddenly the shape of a hu man being, would cause her knees to totter, but, after leaning for a space against a tree and sum moning aid from on high by a hasty prayer, she would recover confidence and go on. At length she reached the shore of the river, after more than an hour's travel. She recognized the place at once, and following the bank soon ar rived at a solitary farm house. All was still around, and she did not wake the inhabl,ants, for they were suspectettof being unfriendiy to the Whigs, so she merely unloosed a boat which she found lying by the water-side, and entering it, waited breathlessly for the appearance of her lover's sloop. A quarter of an hoar passed, which seemed an age and yet no signs of the vessel were visible. 'Surely it cannot have passed,' she said anx iously. Yet the wind is fair and the tide strong.' Another interval elapsed which her alarm mag nified into an hour; and at last she burst out: 4 He has passed and I shall never see him again,' she sobbed. '0! God of mercy spare his life! and clasping her hands convulsively, she looked up to heaven. Suddenly a sound met her ear which she mistook fur the creaking of a block. She started up in the boat, every feature of her face radiant with hope, and looking eagerly toward the bend of the river above. But she wee doomed to a disappointment. For five minutes she gazed in vain. 'lt was only tho sighing of the wind, she sob bed, again overcome by tears. 0, what shall I do? what can Ido l' she said pitiously, wringing her hands. All at once the apparent sound of the sheets tra versing their iron guide broke the stillness.; and this time she was not mistaken. Brushing the tears hurriedly from her eyes, she was able to discern the shadowy form of a sloop round the point of the river above. is him—it him!' she exclaimed agitatedly, and falling on her knees, with glad tears she returned thanks to God. Then hurriclly and nervously taking the oars, she pushed off into the stream, and suffered the boat to drop down with the tide. As she expected the sloop soon overtook her. Boat ahoy !' cried a well known voice, that,marle her heart leap, ea the stout vessel came surging towards her. "James—don't you know me V she articulated faintly, all the modesty of her nature suddenly a roused at perceiving now, for the first time, the ap parent indelicacy of her behaviour. 'Ellen !' cried the voice from the sloop, in a tone of surprise, and immdiately the vessel was rounded to, and the athletic arms of her lover lifted her on deck ; for overcome with shame ohs could neither stand nor look up. What is the matter?' said her lover, se he held her in hie arms, • has any thing hopped at home Speak—you don't know how you alarm me.' His anxious tone recovered for Ellen her confi dence, and she hastened to tell him what she had heard. ' I could not, she said, w;th hir fncc hidden on his broad breast, ' stay at home and leaye you to this peril. Father is old, and I was afraid he could not be here in time—' 'God in Heaven bless you. How can I ever repay you fel; this? But I most find a shelter for you in the cabin, for no time is to be loot. We are already in sight of Hogan's place, and it is too late to retreat. Even if we anchor they will come after us; but now that I know their intentions there is nothing to fear, and our best course is to disarm sus picion by going on.' Ellen would have remonstrated, but at flint in slant, the moon broke forth, and a large boot was seen pulling out into the stream noose distance down the rtver.She suffered herself therefore,to be led into the cabin where she waited witha breathless heart, the termination of the content. Tradition tells how, in a few words, their leader informed the crew of the approaching attack, and of the vigorous measures taken to defeat it. The sloop!s course was retarded as much as possible, while the wood which formed a part of her cargo, was hastily arranged in piles around the quarter deck as well as forward, so on completely to barri cade every• part of the vessel. Fortunately, there was a double supply of muskets on board, and these were ranged ready for use. In that critical hour the hand and voice of Briggs were everywhere. He felt that not only his own life, but what was dearer even than that depended on the success of the struggle. For some time the refugees, who continued pull ing lazily up the river, as if not caring to excite sus picion, did not see the movements on board the sloop, but when preparations for defence became visible in the growing bulwark on every side of the vessel, they gave a loud cheer and pulled lustily towards her. 'They are coming,' said Briggs, placing the last armful of wood on the pile along the quarter deck. 'Take your muskets, lads, and be ready for a vol ley; the bloody refugees!' Quick and sharp came the rolicking of the oars, and even those manly hearts beat faster, as they counted the fearful odds against them, and recog nized the burly figure of Hogan and ono or two more of his desperate associates. 'Full away—around by the stem my lab,' shouted the refugee leader, rocking in the stern sheets with the motion of the boat. 'How's your time.' said Briggs, energetically, 'pick your men. take Hogan. The muskets were raised, and a breathless in , Want ensued. 'Are you ready,' whipered their leader, 'Ayer was the prompt, stern answer. Then fire!' The volley was not a moment too soon. Three of the men in the boat fell, but almost immediately she struck the sides of the vessel, and her crew berm to scramble over the barricades erected be tween them and her defenders. Firing was now impossible; the conflict was hand to had. It was then that Briggs remembered Ellen, with each blow of his sturdy arm, Clubbing his musket he met his assailants at every point, cheering and animating his scanty bond, even more by his example than his voice.— Short but terrible was the conflict. Most of the outlaws never reached the deck of the sloop, but feel back wounded or dead, into the boat, while the few who gained at least a footkold on the vessel sunklfinally, before the athletic arms and indomitable courage of the defenders. In less than five minutes after the attack began, the refu;lees were repulsed at every point, their leaders killed, and the few who remained alive were in full flight to the shore. Two of their number remained prisoners in the hands of Briggs, and subsequently met the deserved fate of their crimes. No sooner had the enemy left the vessel than Briggs hastened to the cabin. Ellen was already ascending the gangway, alarmed by the cessation of his voice, which throughout the strife had risen over the noise of the conflict, and sustained her through its terrible suspense. Their meeting we shall not attempt to describe; It is sufficient to say, that long after, they were ac• costumed to refer to it as the happiest moment of their lives. But now, dearest,' he said at length, I must see you safe at your fathers, aro I proceed, let me hope for still more.' ARRIVAL OF THE Ca.zrat•swa *Q;',es.sollaDzrua TWINTI4ONI DAIS Lrria num av•os., The Great Western arrived in New York, on the 16th inst., bringing Liverpool dates to the 29th ultimo inclusive. We make the following extracts: The Hibernia arrived out on the 17th inst.. end was followed by the Oxford, Rochester, and Indiana, wall papers of the let inst., announcing the intelli gence of the Senate having passed the Texas Bill. This important news was taken to London by e special Engine Express, conveyed personally by Mr. Edward Williner. Thelndiana was followed in less than twelve hours by the George Washing ton, with the Inaugural Address of Mr. Polk, which was also fixpreps'd in a very rapid manner, reach ing London the came night. The Loudon Times la fierce upon the rubject of annexation, it says, that the eoceent of Congress was long expected, although there were Wrong mor al objections to it, hut, soya that Journal, whatever •they loved, the coveted. The Morning Chronicle myn they are more mor tified than surprised et annexation. Willmer & Smith's European Times says "The conduct of Americas) Legislative bodies is a marvel and a mystery to the politicians of Europe. It passes comprehension, defies calculation, upsets all preconceived notions of organisation.' Every one saw, in the result of the last contest for the Presidency. that Testis would he annexed; bat that the \\ big Senate should be a consenting party has produced astonishment, and rendered the news which came to hand this week from the western world, not only novel but startling. The Senate is regarded, on this side of the water, as a very Con servative hotly—a drag upon the more heads.rong resolves of the other House; and the dignity of its hearing, commands, with the general wisdom of its decisions, the respect even of those who are not prone to eulogise Republican institutions. Hence the surprise which has been created. But the game of politics is evidently the same all the world over— t' series set' skilful moves and countermoves, and the most skilful player is he who puzzle., checkmates, and triumphs over his fellows.' Upon the subject of the President's Message the same writer says:—The verbrose state documents of the Union are little relished in England; and a moment's consideration. perhaps will show the rea son. The British Premier's place is Parliament, where he personally answers questions, defends his 'conduct, assails his antagonist, and acts at once up on the offensive and the defensive. The President of America, on the contrary, is shut out of Con gress. Instead of addressing that assembly, and through it the nation, viva twee, on the events of the day, when the interest is high and the subject exciting, ho waits until sun iety cools or has entirely evaporated, and then, in a formal manner, traces, in a message, with tedious prolixity, what everybody knows and has long prejudged. The inaugural address of Mr. Polk is not obnox ious to this objection in the same degree as the or dinary messages which emanate from the Chief Magistrate of the Union; but even in that docu ment the didactic prevails over the colloquial, and the theme of the essayist rides over the free and easy manner of the citizen. The portion of the 111.811gC which has given most offence, inasmuch as it denotes a " foregone conclusion," is his allusion to the Oregon territory. The right of the United States to that territory is assumed by the now Pre sident as a matter beyond dispute, at the very mo ment that the subject forms an anxious and pro traded controversy between the two Governments. People naturally say, " Can the new official have a proper sense of the deep responsibility of his office when he thus commits himself at the very thres hold I" That Mr. Polk is correct in his assumption may be established hereafter, or it may not. But there is rt palpable violittion of good taste in so formal,so superfluous, a committal on the question. Air. Polk's predecessor woe not happy in imparting dignity to the alike. It is to be hoped that the mantle of ‘Vashingion will sit more gracefully on the shoul ders on which it has now descended --but the com mencement it rerilious. LIBEEEVED SLAVES IN THE COLO:Eft:S.-The American President's Message.—Mr. A Warn celled the attention of Sir R. Peel to a passage In the IX cent inessago of the President of the U. States, in which it was alleged with regard to our efforts to suppress the slave trade, that " the slaves,- when captured, instead of being returned to their homes, are transferred to her colonial possessions in the West Indies, and made the means of swelling the amount of their products by a system of appren ticeship for a term of years;" nod begged to ask whether the President was correctly informed? Sir R. Peel regretted that the President of the U. States should have thought proper to send to Con gress a formal message upon that important subject without ascertaining the real condition of those liberated negroes when in the British colonies. The message stated that, on the capture by British ships of negroes intended for shivery, the latter were sent to the West Indies, and subjected to 'apprenticeship a term of yearn, and treated with nearly the same severity that was practised toward them while slavee. .tow, the fact of the case was, that the state of ap prenticeship, wee, and had for some years been, al together abolished in the West Indies, and no black, whether he went there as a free emigrant or a cap tured and liberated slave, was ever required to he apprenticed; he wan perfectly and entirely free, end entitled to all the rights of freedom. There was another allegation contained in that message, that vessels belonging to England as wel as to the IT. State. were engaged in the slave trade, was entitled to the moat serious consideration, He was not pre pared to deny that ; but he sincerely ho ped that, as the la ach the application of British capital to , es of the Blase trade, the House would e o make it reach such an offence with etringent penal effect The missing packet-shipe, England and the nai led States, form a painful topic of speculation—if speculation can be said to exist where all is hope less. The names of the ill-fated vessels have form ed an augury in the minds of persons who are pre disposed to similitudes. Like the unfortunate Pre sident, the bat trumpet only will brine to light the mystery which hang, over their fate. It is a mei anchole disaster, truly ; but comfort may be derived from the fact, that the emcee. of the New York packet ships has been far beyond the average. The superior build end equipment. of them really noble specimens of maritime greatness, are amongst the causes, doubtless, of their safety and succour. They have dared the elements is conflict in many a fear ful scene; but something, firmly, is attributable , to the intellect and skill with which they have been ,I guided over the perilous deep. Perhaps a more highly polished,eiturated, and, in ail the social rela tions of life, respectable arid esteemed class of men cannot be found than the commander. of the New i York liners.— Willmer's Times. IRELAND. The Repeal Association still continue their meet ings. On St. Patrick'. Day the meeting was more than usually well attended. All sported shamrock. in their hats in honor of the day, and Mr. O'Con nell Vlaa decorated with a monster bunch, twined round a branch of palm, the preceding day having horn Palm Sunday. The mayor of Limerick took the chair. The increase of the grant to the Roman Catholic College of Maynooth is stirring up aome agitation, which threatens to extend. A meeting to petition against the grant has been held at Exeter-hall; an other in Liverpool in fixed for Monday week; and 'vers! other parts of the country promise to catch the infection. The rent for the week was announced to be £398 ss. 4d. A Whistling Yankee. Some years since, a Yankee from the land of .notione,' travelling westward, found himself nue of cash, after hie arrival at the flourishing vil lage of Paineville, Ohio. But Yankee. are prover bial for tact, and ran turn their wits many ways, to supply the needful. So our Yankee traveller, be ing good at whistling, perambulated the village, with his hand. stuck in his empty pockets, whistling a variety of national airs, much to the amusement of all. Seeing that his employ took' with the mul titude, he set himself up as a teacher of the Science of %A histling, end reasoned very gravely, that as multitudes would whistle, it would be well for them to learn the ecience,—rightly judging that what ought to be done st all, should be done well, i. e. upon scientific principles. Ile belleyed that there were far more persons who could learn this science than was generally supposed—that there was no reason why the female eex, with acknowledged bet ter voice. then mnies,ahould be denied the privilege of whistling ! and descanted largely upon the ad vantage to be derived from a thorough knowledge of the ecience. In short, a school was started at once and many a voting limb of the law, medical stu dent, and clerks, with their ladies, were aubreribers. The price was fixed at fifty cents per couple and always paid in advance. by which our Yankee friend well spliced his pockets. The evening for the first lesson arrived,—and with it the goodly number of gents and ladies, at a hotel, waiting the promised instruction. The pre liminary observation was made that no one would he assured of any improvement, without they , car ried on the precise instruction., and obeyed the commands of the teacher. All were standing upon the floor on the tiptoe of expectation, when the Yankee gave forth his first command with great gravity, ' PREPARE TO PUCKER !' All anticipated the next command. 'PUCKER !' and instantly a roar of laughter shook the house to its foundation. It is unnecessary to say thnt the next day our Yankee traveller was seen wending his way west ward, with full pockets, and whistling many a mer ry tune, while those who had taken their first les son in the science of whistling w eie hailed at ever• turn of the street with the by-words---.. PREPARE TO PUCKER !"--" PUCKER!" "Doctor," said n person once to a surgeon, " my daughter had a terrible fit this morning; she contin ued full half an hour without knowledge or under standing. Oh,' replied the doctor, never mind that ; many people continuo to all their ;item" `QWl 7 .laccallz:. •Cia.342,0 From the Southern Mime!limey. ArfirsTA, March 4th 1845. Ma. EDITOI/ :—l'vo hewn so much grumbling about the shortness of life, and titan's flying no fast that I um tired of hearing it—'taint no such thing! Life'sawful long, and clocks and watches will have to run faster than common time—if they don't they may jist as well atop, fur folks are always ahead of them now-a-days. Last July brother Nathan Slick end myself shipped from Boston twe tons of clocks fur Liverpool. We valeyed 'em at three dollies apiece on the bill of lading and entered 'em regu larly at the Custom House. The Collector taxed us 50 per cent, ad valorem as he said—this made theta cost us, w ith all expenses, about four dollars apiece. I told him we warnt able to pay ; that he might fist take 'eat; I'd alsceset a few of 'Cm to run ning, so he might se/I them to , the best advantage— ' agreed; says he ; Slick, you'll do the clean thing.' Bo I set 'em agoing—they went with a vengeance, and gained two hours a day. I went in in a few days to see how they wore going—says T, Mr. Bull, have you sold my clocks ? 'Clocks !Mr Slick,' said he,' why they gotooawful fast !'' Fast?` said i, its American time--don't you know we are nearer sundown by two hours and a half, and aro more'n that ahead of you in every thing else?— He looked flat I tell you—he put up my American clocks at public sale—l bought 'em for a dollar apiece, fired in my English time wheel, and eold em for ten dollars each. I come back with a hun dred crates of cups and semen', the right color to hide dirt, and sold 'ear in New Orleans for the Cherokee trade—tuk the money and laid it out at Cincinnati in pork, CUM to Slickville, sold it fur onions and potatoes, which I tnk to Baltimore ant/ traded off for whiskey and castings—tuk them to Boston and bought a ship load of ice, which I went with to Havana, where I changed it for sugars— chipped these and myself to Charleston, where I laid out the proceeds in molasses, which is here. 411 this I done since last July., Ought Ito say life is short and time too fast ? Its all a humbug— a man that lives fifty years now—a'most lives as long as My thyoseley did in old timer—you'd say I'm long winded in this filocophiain about time. I think I've proved some of us are not too slow for the old fellow—l sort a seed him the other night in a dream—he'd throw'd away his scythe and hour glass and was riding with a loafer one locomotive, smoking a segsr—he said he'd given up mowing down the folks sense tobacco, licker and railroads, and steambout3 h,d ail got to work—and he was jist going tether side of sun down, if he could get there afore all the chaps would run away to Oregon and Texas—because if he didn't run awful fast he'd be beat any how ! Yours truly, The Curate and the flinging Boy. The Union of Auxerre contains the following anecdote The Curate of A---- one morning took a boy twelve years of age as an assistant at the muse, who wee both intelligent and witty. Instead of silently awaiting the arrival of the Curate, the rogue began to play ball in the sacristy. At this astonishing incident the mice, oterwhelmcd with horror, hid themselves away in the bottom of their dressing rooms. The Curate arrived; and scan dalized as he justly should have been by the irrev erent conduct of his aid de camp, he picked up the ball slid put it in his pocket. This act was consid ered by the owner as an abuse of authority; the reprisal was prompt and horrible ; every sacristan can with fear and trembling perceive why. When the Curate held out the chalice to his servant for the purpose of haying it filled, the cup bearerstood immoveable, and would not turn his flagon in the slightest degree. Pour out,' said the priest. Give me my Hall; answered the cup•bearer. Poor out, I command you.' 'Give me my ball.' You are a scoundrel.' Give me my ball.' The dialogue began to grow monotonous and compromised the sacredotal dignity. The Curate, yielding to the inevitable necessity, put his hand in his pocket as if he had a dreadful cold in his head, and handed the rebel the ball, the cause of this ever memorable reprisal. The Curate of A----- is a man of parts, end laughed while he told this story ; we laughed while transcribing it, and our subscribers will laugh per haps when they read it. As for the owner of the bill he did not laugh nt the decisive moment, and if ever this young Frenchman becomes a deputy or municipal counsellor, it is altogether probable that he will be a stubborn adversary of every abuse of power. Two strangers recently vieited Bunker Hill and ascended to the top of the Monument. After they had asked a number of questions which the superintendent answered very politely, he told them it was customary to pay a small sum for ascendiag the Monument. At this they were highly irdig- Cant, and said that they thought it woo a free coun try, and this place should be free to all; they would not be oiled out of their money by a yankee.— Aw Engliehruan ought to be allowed to go free to such public places. The superintendent bowed very politely, and said, • I wish that you hod men tioned that you were Englishmen before, for they are the only persons we admit hue; we consider that they paid dear enough for ascending this hill on the MN of June, 47761 ttz*c.,& - r. SAN Su.,