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P0MT.7.17.
"To charm the languid hours of solitude,
He oil invites her to the Muse's lore."
For the Huntingdon Journal.
And there shall he no night there, and they need
no candle, neither light of the Sun. for the Lord
God giveth them light, and they shall reign for
'ever cod aver.'—Rev. 22 c. 5 v.
Oh who could wish to linger herd
On this vain world of we?
Or front this dark and dreary waste,
Who would not wish to go 1
Who would not wish to trend the patlt
That leads to joys on high
Whore bliss immortal never fades
And pleasures never die?
What is there in the hour of death
To make the Christian fear?
The hope of such a resting place
His dying hour should cheer !
This beacon light to guide him home
His journey safe would be;
He need not fear to launch his bark
On death's dark stormy sea.
With some kind friend, to linger near
To watch the parting breath;
To whisper comfort to the Soul ;
And cheer the hour of death.
To linger round the dying bed,
And close the sightless eye ;
Whilst Angels wait to waft the soul
Up through yon starry sky !
There friends shall meet, no more to part,
Who here have said Farewell;
The anthem of redeeming love,
At Heaven's brtght gates to swell
Who could but wish, to hid adieu
To Earth's sepulchral clod;
And join that bright angelic band
Around the throne of GOD
The Christian's Fatherland.
in imitation ,Lj the German Song, Das Pa!errand
BY R. R. BACON.
Where's the Christian's Cherished home
'Pell ale where that spot can be !
Is it hit own hearth beside,
With his children on his knee,
And hie wife whose angel smile
Meets his gaze Of love the while?
No, ah, no ! pale Death may strike
The mother and the child alike.
Where's the' Chriktian'ii own dear land ?
Pell me Where that spot can be !
Is it where the Hudsdn rolls
Its mighty tribute to theses;
And on whose majestic tide
The natives of the World Ilia) , ride?
No, a country nobler tar
Is the Ceristian's native land.
• Where's the Christian's native land ?
Is it where the Andes rise,
In solemn grandetir lilting up
Their snowy stintinits to the skies—
Or where the Rio Plata'. seen
Winding thrOugh hountilees plains of green!
No, a broader land than this
Tho true Christian chines as his.
Where's the CM istian's native land?
Is it where the Sstiour bled—
Where he burst the reeky tooth,
The first begotten of the dead—
And arose while Heaven was ringing
With men's acclaim and angers singing
No, a wider 'Sciund he claims
'Which his native land he names.
Where's the Christian's country then,
Which he wooeth More than all
Is it where the banynn it shadows
Oil the rich pagodas fall—
Where trinkling streamlets soft and slow
Threugli vales of dread like beauty flew
Ah, no, his country is not here,
"Pis not the land he bolds most &lan
Where's the Christian'. Fatherland?
Is it classic Creches shore
Strewn with relics of the past—
Columns vast and temples hoar—
Where every hill and walk and vale
Have each some well remembered tale?
No, tho' her• bounds so lovely are,
His fatherland is dearer far.
Where, then, is his fatherland
Is it Spain or glorious France,
• Where beneath the shade of olives
Minstrels sing and maidens dance ?
Or is it by Italia's sea
Where every breeze wakes melody I
No, his fatherland contains
More than all I • tala'e
. .
Is the christians fatherland
Burdened Erin's sea-washed isle?
Or, beside the Forth's broad waters,
Dinh the sun upon it smile ?
Or is it England, land of castles.
,Ltity lords and cringing vassals?
No, the Christian's birth-land is
A broader, nobler land than this.
The watten is his dear fatherland!
And the truest patriot he:
And its dwellers are his brothers,
Whethet bond of free.
Frank and Ethiop, the same,
The Christian's warm affection claim :
He lovetlt all Humanity :
And thanks his God that he can tint}
heart to cherish al! mankind.
:11.1173 077
From the Nantucket Enquirer.
BATTLE WITH THE PIRATES.
I was at sea. bound to Cuba. Nothing transpir
ed
worthy of note, for the last fifteen days of our 1
passage, with the exception of a single event. which,
as it may serve as a proper introduction to the sub
ject of this sketch, shall be mentioned. It was on
one of those empurpled mornings which the tropi
cal sun so often ushers in with all his pageant,
while gliding along with our sails all filled by a
stiff trade wind, that I discovered ens the weather
quarter, a black, rakish looking craft, runningdown
with the intention, apparently, of intercepting our
course. At the time of which I write, the southern
waters were infested with gangs of the moat despe
rate and blood thirsty pirates which history ever vet
mentioned. War was also existing between the
Spaniards and Patriots of South America, and pri
vateers were cottkently abroad for the destruction
of the enemy's ships. The new sail, being to the
windward, had every advantage over us, and could
therefore bear down upon us with a more flowing
sheet, or haul her wind should she wish to avoid Usi.
In less than three hours after we first saw her
she was abeam of us shunt two miles distant,
and proved to bo a low brig of nearly two hundred
tone, well armed. AII ou board were somewhat
alarmed at the approach of the new visitor, and es•
pecially when changing suddenly her course, she
kept along directly abeam.
A pirate—a pirate,' we heard front every mouth;
and from the captain to the cabin boy, there was
not one on board who did not wish himself safely
moored in Matanzas.
hiugs remainet sus till noon, when the brig
egain altered her course and steered directly for us. l
Within an hour she shot beautifully across our
bows, and firing a lee gun, her commander hailed
the ship, and ordered Capt. N. to heave to. that he
might board us. This was soon done, and the re
suit was, that after an anxious half hour had elap.!
sed,during which time Captain N. and myself had
been taibined with the lieutenant of the brig, we
were politely informed that we might proceed on
our course, the °dicer announcing himself, us he
departed to be Lieut. • • • , of the - Columbia gun
brig L'Esperance. Ho had at first mish.ken us for
a Spanish vessel, and afterwards delayed running
down, as we looked not unlike a sloop of war.
•
It was on the third morning after this occurrence,
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that we made the west end of Porto Rico. Captain, i
N. had just gone below to breakfast, when taking
up the spy glass, I discovered in the Mona passage
two tapering masts, scarcely visible under a high
jutting bluff.
• Here is a pirate indeed,' cried I; on deck, quick,
Captain, fur you will find this fellow to be no
scarecrow of a •a stun of war.' Captain N. was
immediately on deck, and upon a second observe
tion, he noticed that the vessel was hoisting her
foresail, and before he could look the third time, she
hid every thing set, comingout from under the land
I to meet us.
This looks suspicous,' said he, to lie one too- i all the past into n minute, and gaze upon it with our
went stowed away like a spider, with nothing to be I last tearful look, and then fling forward the vision
seen, and then within five minutes, to be in f oil into eternity, that we may anticipate our reception
chase after a stranger. I ans afraid that we shall ; there; it is not an easy thing I say to die. We
not find it such easy work to get rid of him as we can read, end even think of Death without emo
did the brig the other day. What say you, Charles; I firm, if ho be far away ; but when we listen to the
suppose this craft should prove to be a pirate, will'! hollow tread of hisstep lurking around us, and hear
you fight him or shall we have to heave to and the weapon hissing by as it hurries to slay oar fel
quietly suffer them to cut our throats 1' low, and feel that we may be the neat victim, there
'As to fighting,' I replied, 'little can be done in is not a soul hut thinks quickly, and not a heart
that way, for our whole armament consists of only which does not beat as if it would tear itself from
one four pounder, two muskets, one cutlass, and j the bosom. And yet, whatever these undefinable
my fowling piece ; a sorry array indeed against the I feelings may be; they are not fear:-they are souse
' force which that fellow doithtless musters. But r thing nobler, holier, which while they send the life
ran tell you one thing Captain N. it is no harder to blood rushing through every vein with the light
! die by a cannon ball or boarding pike, than by being I ring's speed, bid the soul act, and aid it in action.
strung up to the yard arm and choking to death by This is the hour when true courage sits royally on
degrees, or by having our windpipes unskillfully i its throne, it is now that noble deeds are done, to
opened by these quack doctors. Pot one, then, I which the finger , of history loves to point.
say, get clear if we con, but if the worst crimes to r 4 'Oughout the day we kept the interval between
the worst, why fight them. us and the pirate about the same. We had perhaps
The true character of the suspicious vessel was gained on bins a little ; but after the sins went down,
soon ascertained, for not being able to outsail us, the breeze slackened, and soon died away almost to
she fell astern into our wake. at the distance of less a calm, not however until night had shut iii for our
than half a tulle, and discovering her error in not protection. Every light on board, including thatof
having cut us off at once, she fired a lee gun and the binnacle, was extinguished, and the helms-man
hoisted a Spanish flag. Of this we took no notice. commanded to steer by the stars. The night wore
Another lee gun was fired, and the American flag away Slowly, each one in turn catching a Hilda nap
was run up. This was also suffered to pass ur.- upon deck, for no ono was permitted to go below,
tired. The third gun came from the windward as en attack might at any litre be expected trent the
double shotted, and as the smoke rolled way, the boats of the schooner.
black flag with D I
eath's head and cross hones was I had stretched myself upon ono of the seats in
seen flying at the mainsail peak. I the stern boat, with my head resting upon the taff
1
The vessel 'was a snakish looking craft, schooner rail as a pillow, not tosleep, for that was impossible,
rigged, yet ono of the most beautiful I had ever but to think of house, and to throw off for a ins
seen. Every part of her displayed the moat beauti- ment, the heavy weight that was crushing my heart.
ful syinmetry, anti the long raking masts tapered i it was so still around, that the very silence seethed
gradually away almost to a mathinatical point.— oppressive. I had laid but a few nioments, when I
Extfry thing below the Palls was as black as paint thought I heard something that resembled the splash
could make it, affording a striking, contrast to the of an oar, and rising from my seat, threw a hasty
two lines of white foam that widened off from glance over the brows of the boat. What a sight
Miller bow. Ilcr deck was fitted with men, in the met my eyes! Them was a large boat filled with
centre of whom, as the great weapon of offensive men, at least thirty in number, all armed with w
and Octanglee operations, was mounted a hugebrasa lasses, and pistols, while by the side of each lay a
thirty-two pounder, turning on a pivot. This •long boarding pike. Fortunately for me, I was not ob
tain' was polished to the highest degree, and seem- served, and clearing with a single bound the side of
ed to fling back in disdain the bright sunbeams as the boat and the taff rail, I sprung upon deck and
they fell upon it. shouted with a voice that rung like thunder on the
A council of war was immediately held, in which air-•—• Pirates alongside ! pirates alongside!'
, every one having spoken, it was decided first to i The alarm spread through the ship, and every
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make every effort to escape, and if that did notsuc.; one in a second was icady to repel the enemy. The
teed, to fight till not one remained. No time was pirates perceiving that they were discovered, opened
to be lost, for though we could hold good our dis. the attack with pistols, and upMithe first tire disa
lance while the present breeze lasted, yet, should bled three of our little band; yet we yielded not an
the Wind die away, the pirate, being smaller than j inch, but stood shoulder to shoulder, ready to die
ourselves, could easily sweep up to us. Besides, in defence of the vessel. The muskets and fowling
his big gun was talking away every few minutes, I piece were brought down to a level with the Wirral',
sending his shot all around us, one of which bad sure death to the first two heads that appeared
already been so impolite as to come splintering i above it.
. .
through the roundhouse, passing between Captain
N. and myself in its way over the lee bulwarks.—
The sails were immediately wet, (min the sky sails
to the spanker; logs of wood were painted Week.
and thrust through the port dishes in imitation of
guns, and all the old pieces of iron which could be
found were tied up in bundles for lungrage. The
muskets and fowling pieces were loaded, the bayo
nets being taken from the fortner and affixed to long
poles, to serve as boarding pikes. Such was our
force. Permit me, reader, once Store to enUmerate
it. Fourteen men, one four pounder, with not a
boll to tit it, and with only five pounds of powder,
ten wooden guns; two muskets; one fowling piece;
one cutlass, and two long poles with bayonets at
tached to them. '
'Cook,' said T, Going forword to the camboose,
fin your coppers with water, and heat it as soon as
possible."
Lorry, Massa Charles, what you going to do
1 with so much hot water
. I will tell you, cook, what I want of it. You
and the steward must get up one of the water casks
and saw it to two equal parts, each making a !urge
tub. Should the pirates attempt to board us with
their boats, do you fill these tubs with hot water,
and whets the devils come alongside, just tip the
water over their heads, and see how they will relish
a good scalding.'
Kyii, Massa Charles, guess dey will Link Jut
radera warns recepshun.'
Your fellow! these were his last words, for a
shot, glanced from the mainmast, struck hint on the
head, killing him Instantly.
Never was I more proud of my Yankee country.
men than during that terrible day. Unarmed, de
fenceless, the shot flying around and across our ves
sel, with death directly before us and that too a vio
lent one, and one of our number stretched lifeless at
our feet; it woo enough to dash every face with
consternation. But not u vertigo of fear could bo
traced in a single countenance of our little band.—
Every heart and band was nerved to the contest,
while the firm and determined step with which each
moved front spot to spot, showed that a nobler res
olution and not feeling of despair, was at work in
cock man's bosom.
Short as has been my life, I have many times
been brought hats extreme peril, and more than
once have been called to look Death in the face,but
never did I feel ass I did during that chase. "l'is not
any easy thing to summon up your manliness and
resolve to die—to trample down those high hopes
of the future which have hitherto incited and ens-
Wined us—to behold our brightest dreams, like bub
bles, dashed to naught by u violent band—to tear
away the warm anal burning thoughts of base and
friends which cluster around the heart, and isolate
one's self upon the edge of the grave—to gather up
Board the Yankees, my boys, and cut their cow
ardly throats, and then for the plunder.' came from
the commander of the hoot, shoaling by the use of
the language that he was either an Englishman or
an A inetican.
Not so easily done,' said a green hand to me:
blast the burgers, I'll spoil the bread baskets of
some of them, I know.'
Determined, however, as we were, all our resis
tance would have been in vain had not the steward
interfered. Five of the pirates had ut last gained
a footing in the main chains, and the first two had
almost as soon fallen back dead in the boats, from
the unerring tire of our muskets. There was no
titan to reload, and in a moment the other three
were over the rail and on deck, in close grapple
with the captain and two of the men. A groan be
hind and in the chains, told tne that the slaughter
was going on, and the next moment the second
mato Poll dead in the lee scuppers. For a minute
or two it was the clash of steel. oaths, groans, when
suddenly a loud splash was heard, and almost at
the same moment those of the pirates who wete in
the boats were observed to shove oil' with the most
horrible imprecations. The steward it seemed had,
at the beginning of the contest, filled the tubs with
boiling water, and unobserved by the pirates; had
dashed it full in their laces. Blinded and convul
sed with pain, they could do nothing, and their only
safety was in a retreat. Six who were left on deck
soon fell, literally cut to pieces, not however with
out having slain two of our number. As the battle
closed, a kind providence, as if in pity, sent a stiff
land breezes and in a few minutes we were moving
rapidly along, amine, at least for the present, from
further danger.
When the day dawned our foe was discovered
about three miles astern, and as the land breeze was
dying sway, and consequently very light, ho had
two boats attached to tho schooner, rowing ahead to
quicken his speed. in consequence of this assist
ance, the pirate gained rapidly upon us, .d when
the sun arose, only a quarter of a mile separated us.
Tho shot were again flying fast, carrying away a
large part of our mizzen topmast, and splintered the
main-yard-arm. Our sails were completely riddled,
yet fortunately no ono was injured. Preparations
I were again made for bearding, and two boats were
this time sent, both filled with men. On they came,
with their pikes and cutlasses gleaming in the mor
ning sun. It was now a dead calm, and there we
lay with no means of defence compared with that
of our enemy, unable to move a single inch, and a
bloody set of men within a quarter of a mile, mad
dened by former ill success, rowing up, prepared to
wreak upon us vengeance by every imaginable tor-
I lure. The fifteen minutes which elapsed after the
boats left the schooner were to us a period of most
intense agony. We knew that we must die, and
that too by inches, unless that over ruling Power,
without whose notice not even a sparrow falls to
the ground,' should interfere for our rescue. The
parting hand was taken by all, no distinction now
existed between otlicers and crew. A letter, previ
! ously prepared by the eaptain,stating our situation,
i was placed in a bottle, which with its mouth se
cutely sealed, was committed to tell our fate to those
we loved at tibiae. Many a prayer was offered by
he,rts that never prayed before, and eyes which had
ne , ..cr wept, were now filled with tears. Each pray
, ed for himself, but wept for others; wept, that this
little band of honest hearted men should fall like
cheep before the murderous knives of the destroyers.
j I would not wish, my dear shipmates,' said
Captain N., to go before the bar of my God, as I
expect in a few minutes to do, with my hands un
necessarily stained with the blood of my fellow be
lugs, but I hold self-preservation to be the great first
law of our nature; and, although to all human ap
pearances we must die, even if we should succeed
in destroying thrice our number of the enemy, yet
we will endeavor to rid the world of some of these
monsters.'
According to directions then given, by him, four
barrels we replaced on the quarter deck and covered
with boards, upon which temporary platform
the little four pounder was lifted by all hands, load
ed to the muzzle with pieces of iron. Tlw object of
this was to raise the gun above the rail, for the pi
rates being astern, it could not be directed towards
them through the port-holes in the side of the ves
sel. Captain N., aimed the gun himself, pointing
it directly at the boats, but et a spot about twenty
rods distant from the ship with the intention of
charging the piece when the boats covered that spot.
The priming was poured on, and in breathless sax ,
iety ti , o awaited the enemy's approach.
Suddenly a gleam of hope flashed across every
countenance. In the eastern board was observed a
dark ripple skirting the horizon, sure evidence that
the sea-breeze was setting in. If the wind reached
us before the ship was boarded, we were safe. The
pirates also observed the indications of the rising
breeze, and therefore plied their oars with all their
strength.
'Stand by with your match-rope,' said Capt. N.,
without moving his eye from the range of the gun,
and the very second I lift my hand do you fire.'
Almost immediately the signal ivas given and the
gun di,eharged. Unerringly did thove iron mencn.
rti,i•Ezritlttfri, aztitutittrc,Rnmeivaint, o. act.
germ of destruction do their work. One boat was
completely shattered to pieces, arid as far as we
could judge, at least twenty sunk into a bloody
grave. Those in the other were apparently unin
jured, but were obliged to step and rescue their
drowning companions. This delay saved us; for
before the enemy were again prepared for the attack
the sails beautifully stretched themselves to the full
under the first blast d the see-breeze which reach
ed us, and the noble ship careened over with pres
sure, as if bowing in defiance td the fiends, intim
! diately shot away from danger. Never did the air
ring with nine more beiirly cheers than those from
the quarter-deck of the Java. The change was
electrical; and the revolution of feelings in every
boson] was legibly written on the countenance
Some danced, and sonic, among whom was our
Captain, even wept for joy ; and ninny were the
long yarns and jokes told on that day. Still, we
were not entirely free front danger; for although we
might hope that the pirate thus baffled and weak
ened would abandon the chase, yet he might also
resolvu upon being revenged for our resistance and
pursue us even to our destined haven.
Uarly in the morning we bad observed a sail on
our weather bow, but so far distant her hull could
not he distinguished. After the breeze had taken
us we soon gained upon her and by noon bad come
up abeam. She proved to be the French brig
from Havre bound to Vera Cruz, with
two hundred passengers on board.
Ah ! Monsieur,' said her contain in broken En
glish, if you be von honest man, you will please
tell me vat for dat vessel firs so many guns atyou?'
We replied that it was a piratical vessel.
Mon Dieu! von pirate did you say ? Oh! sacre!
esteem you von very grand man to escape so very
nicely. Monsieur oh Monsieur, vat shall i do?--
My vessel is von slow sailor, and de pirate hill catch
us and kill us all. Oh Monsieur, vill you he so
much a good man as to keep vid we a little while?'
To this request we knew not what to reply.—
The brig as the captain said, was a dull sailor, and
if we kept company we should be obliged to short
en sail and thus again be exposed to our old enemy.
On the other hand, eve could not endure the thougt
of deserting so many of our fellow beings in a mu
went of extreme danger, and yet if we remained
with them we could nut defend ourselves, much less
another vessel. We however took in some of our
light sails and kept with the brig for nearly an hour.
I Finding, however, that the pirate gained rapidly
upon us, only one alternative remained, and that
was to crowd all sail and leave the brig to the pro
; tcction of Provtdence, unless indeed we were wil
-1 ling to remain like men hound hand and foot to he
Icaptured. The commander of the brig was there-
I fore advised to altar his course and steerin a nor
therly direction, as the pirate, being so eager to se
cure us fur our incivility to his men, might leave
the brig unmolested. The light sails being again
set, we parted, and parted, too forever. Sadly did
we mistake the proboble movements of the pirates,
for immediately upon our separation, he hauled his
wind and stood fur the brig.
Gladly would I hero close my sketch, and if pos- 1
sible the darkest oblivion across the bitter recollec
tion of that hour. But it can never be effaced from
my memory ; it has haunted mo by day and by
night, and even now, though many years have in
tervened, as I recall it more vividly before my mind,
hot scalding tears are gathering.
The brig was soon overtaken. For a few mo
ments there was a dreadful conflict !—yard arm
was locked in yard arm, and a cloud of smoke
aeon wrapped them both in one deadly embrace.—
The Java was hove too that we might learn the re
sult of the battle. Soon ;he firing ceased and the
smoke roiled away--what a sight was presented
Not a spat of the brig was standing, while her decks
were covered with fiends dealing Mrerywhere the
blows of Death. The victims were soon despatch
ed, and one after another thrown into the ocean.—
, The Scl;ooner had lost her foremast, which now lay
along side, and disengaging herself from the brig,
she lay too a short tlistanec from her. The musk
of plunder went on. Thrice the boats went to the
brig and returned. Once more too they returned,
not now laden with gold and silver spoils. One
was filled with pirates; the other—oh must I write
it!—with the wivc3 and daughters of the slaugh
tered dead.
Fout years after these events a pirate was execu
ted in one of our large cities, who stated, before his
death, that about the time to which this sketch re
feta, he was master of a schooner, which captured,
among other prizes, a French brig from whciti sev
eral young females were taken and carried to a ren
dezvous in Cuba, and there, after having suffered
for two months the most horrid degradation, were
at last destroyed by poison. Beyond all doubts
these were the ill-fated ones of the L'Atnicitie.
A young Irishman, who had married when ho
was about nineteen years of age, complaining of
the difficulties in which his early marriage had sub.
liected him, said he would never marry so young
again if he lived to ho as old as Methuselah.
'Death is the wages of sin."fhat's poor pap.•—
We wonder that more people don't quit sinning,
and stand out fur higher wages.
lie who has no respect for the laws of morality,
win caeily hnd means to evade the laws of the
tc
THE Moms,: ur THE CI RA., L.—WO shrink from
the scorching heat of the son, or we shiver beneath
the blame that wither us as they pass. The seise
of the w,trid is wearying—the noise and din of
The flowers that we gather have thorns that pierce
us; and the tree, under, whose houghs we turn for
safety, falls to crash We take our way along
crowded streets, meeting nothing but strange faces
t:at stare coldly as we pass—no smile, nor welcome.
We wander through green paths, and perchance
some are with us that se love or think we love
tint even in green paths there are briers to wound
the foot. or the serpent's shining track creases the
road we go, or those with us fall away, and utter
loneliness is ill to hear, This is kifo—lint the dead
have rest! Where ends our path? Taken through
dreary crowded streets or desolate by ways, when•
is our lied at last For we cannot always wander,
striving. hoping, fearing, for we scarce know whet
—there must he some place of solace; where shall
we find it oh, weary, weary spirit. here end.i
thy toil; here where the turf is so cool and green
--here where the wind Whistles so nMumfully
through the waving grass. Rest thee ; rest thee--
take the mantle iiroand thee; lie down upon this
ready earth, it will open and give thee rest. Art
thou cold? ask the cold s , ipuUa.e; to take thee to
its narrow chamber; thou wilt shiver in the winter
wind no more. Both thy brow ache with all this
feverish exciteinentthis whirlwind of sound and
motion I press it to the caul Mantle of the tomb ;
let the air, grown damp and chill front passing over
gravea., fan thy hunting check—it will woo thee to
stillness and to color ; thou wilt forget the hot tin ,
moil of existence. thy new Ironic shall he so quiet:
j hire. rallo:thriiiy.
Tun Daus Wm.—None but those who
have passed the sad ordeal, know the - sufferings al
one who is fa:stened by indissoluble bondi to the
miserable drunkard ; one whOse wrongs, whose pa
tient sinferings, continnallY anemia on every breeze
to the throne of God ; whose active and inextir
guishuhle affection is ever watching over one who
requite it all by hard-hearted abuse and neglect.--
Faith and hope are the jewels that glisten in her
soul; and they chine in the midst of sorrow and
gloom, as stars in a stormy night. Once joy end
brightness filled hrr lot ; but now. lonely vigils,
heart struggles, broken hopes, the wreck of all that
is lovely, has.; made her path dark and her life as a
Cloudy . visioit. A trusting heart has been brokers
and the conviction cornea, that that heart, once the
Ironic of bliss, must be the grave of sorrows, where
lies buried the wreck of her dearest hopes. Tod
often the heart that loves must bleed, but whose
heart suffers as does the drunkard's wifel—Crys ,
tal Fotad,
WHO Awn Ware Sera.—l have seen a
farmer's wife take the last twenty bushels of wheat
from the grahary to purchase a hew dress, when
her husband at the same time, had an execution
s tanding against him.
I have seen fariners that could go twenty miles
to a political meeting, but would hot go five to an
agriculturil one.
I have Heti farmers that had but little except
" dog fence," but I could hot see that they had
better crops than those that had good rail or board
I have seen farmers thathdri od theirstraw, When
threChing their grain in the fall, and go begging the
same article before spring to keep their stock alive.
I have seen a farmer that traveled bne hundred
and four miles to the cburac of a year, to use his
neighbOr's grindstone, when two days labor would
purchase one that would last ten years.
I have seen a farmer's wife that won'd prefer sour
cream and a visit, to sweet cream and home.
PATirterc Aso Tam Deno: , Patrick where ha,.
you been this hour and morel You must not ab
sent yourself without my leave.'
Orb, river more will I do the like, Sir.'
Well give an account of yourself, you seem out
of breath.
Faith the. same lam sir—l niver was in such
fear since I came to Ameriky, and Mita you all
about, sir, when 1 get breath onct again,
I heard ye telling the gintlenien of the wonder •
ful echo, sir, over in the woods, behint the big hill.
I thocht by what ye said uv it, that it bate all the
echues uv ould Ireland, and so it does, by the pow
ers! Well, I just run over to the place ye woo
epaking uv, to converse a bit with the wonderful
creather,—So said I, Hullo, hillo, hullo, you nobly
rascal!'
I thoct that was very quare, sir, and I said Milo!
again!
• illo yourself., said the echo, you begun first.
What the d—t are you rnadeuv' said I.
uur mouth,' said the echo.
So said I, ye blatherin scoundrel. if ye was
flesh and blood, like an honest man. that ye sent
d hammer ye till the mother of ye wouldn't know
her imperfect son.'
• And what do you think the echo said to that
sir Scamper ye baste of a paddy,' it said . faith
if I catch you I'll break every bone in your ugly
body.' And it hit my head with a atone, sir, that
was nigh knocking the poor brains out uv me. Se
I run us fast an iver I could—and praised be all the
saints, here to tell you ov it, air.
Ma, Ma, Cousin John, he's in the parlor with
sister Sal, and ho keeps a hnin her.
Cousin John biting my Sal?'
Yes'ln—l seed him,e ?Cr so tinny times. bite her
right. on the mouth, and the lomat gal did'nt hollur
a bit. wither.'
Oh—ah! r, nver miud Ned, I guess he did'nt
hurt her much.'
Hurt her ! by gosh she loves it, An does, cos
she kept a lettin him, and didn't say nothin, but
just smack her lips as though %was good, she did.
I seed it all through the hr hole. I hue titers at
hint, ty g,,h.'