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AA) viinTissuss•rs not exceeding a square will be inserted -ran sr: times for $l, and 25 cents for each subsequent insertion—the number of in aortion to be marked,or they will be published till forbid and charged accordingly; longer ones in the same proportion. A reasonablededuction will be made to those who advertise by the year. IV. MI Lettersand Communications addressed to the Editor by mail must be post-paid, or they will not be attended to. TLIE GARLAND. —..With sweetest flowers enrich'd From various gardens cull'd with care." • From Graham's Magazine. THE WILDWOOD HOME. RI LYDIA. PANS PIERSON. Oul show a place like tho wildwood home, Where the air in fragrant and free, And the first pure breathings of morning come In a gush of melody. A■ she lifts the soft fringe from her dark blue eye, With a radiant smile of love, And the diamonds that over her bosom lie, Are bright as the gems above. Where noon lies cloWn to the breezy stmde Of.the glorious forest bowers, And the beautiful birds from the sunny glade, Sit nodding amongst the flowers. While the holy child of the mountain spring, Steals past with a inurtmir'd song, And the wild bee sleeps in the bolls that swing Its garlanded banks alorg. And spotted fawns, where the vines are twin'd, Aro dancing away tho hours, With feet as light as the summer wind That hardly bends the flowers. Whets day steals away with a ' young bride's blush, To the soft, green couch of night, And the moon throws o'er with a holy hush, Her curtains of gossamer light. Tho seraph that hides in the hemlock dell, Oh! sweetest of birds is she, Fills the dewy breeze with a trancing swell Of melody rich and free. Where Nature still gambols in maiden pride By valley and pine-plumed hill, Hangs glorious wreaths on each mountain side, And dances in every rill. There are glittering mansions with marble walls, Surmounted by mighty towers, Where fountains play in the prefetned hulls, Atnonget exotic flowers; They are fitting homes for the haughty minds, Tot a wildwood home for me, Where the pure, bright Waters, the mountain• winds, And the bounding hearts are free. W.TaaalitlaglaDCEJC3o From the Saturday Evening Post What Makes a Beauty? BY SIECTCIIgII. "And so, Frank, you will have none oth er than a beauty for your u ire!" "A woman of common personal appear ance shall never call me husband. No! she to whom I give my hand must possess something more than that—nay a good deal more." "Indeed." •• "Yes—indeed. She must have features the most regular-that-ever_nature cut; a skin white as the driven snow; eyes as dark, and sparkling, as the Gazelle's; hair black as the raven's wing; lips finely chisselled, of ruby. red; and a form tall, and stately, yet graceful as that of the Gazelle." ha, ha! Methinks, my good friend Frank, that you will have to search in the world of romance for your "sweetest of life;" you will find it a somewhat hard matter to come across such a one in this sphere of re alitids." "If I do not, then I will never marry." "Pmhaw! you will not, ehl" "No, I will not." "Than you do not believe that a woman can be charming, and not possess Gazelle eyes, ruby lips, and au firth!—that an in telligont, at.d cultivated mind can beautify, and light - up common-place features, until they become bewitching—that an amiable temper and gentle heart, can surround !wr with a loveliness more irresistible th an t h e most exquisite peisonal charms!' "1 do nut." onco believed so myself, Frank, and pit you knovi my wife's beauty is not of the most glarinj description. 1 would wa• war almost any Ming thus, like your bum ble *vivant, you marry u woman of urdi arealwreazuvaao aqineaarDarre ararE•wamuzareat sa, aaaa. nary personal attractione, after all your assertions to tho contrary." "Never Ned." "Well, we'll see in time. I was going to ai.k you to go with me tonight, that I might introduce you to a witching little fairy, whom I 'had set my heart upon getting you to marry. But it's of no use now. You wouldn't look at her. Alas! for my first attempt at rnatch.making.— Good bye." Tho above was a conversation between two young men. Frank Chesterton, and Edward Carroll, boaom friends. They were both men of fortune. The latter was, as we have seen, married; his wife, as he expressed it, did not possess personal "beauty of the mast glaring description." yet was he rich in her, for she possessed that higher merit, beauty of mind. Many a young lady of his acquaintance—and some of those too, who were accountO , lovely—would have been Wad to have call ed the handsome Frank Chesterton hus band. But none of them, however, daz zling, approached his exalted notions of beauty. They all alike appeared to him commonplace. Why was thial It was a question he had never telly considered, and therefore answering himself at random, concluded that it was want of more perfect contour of features instead of a more beau tiful expression—a more pleasing counte- nance—the loveliness of which seems to depend upon the sweetness of the mind. A few evenings after the foregoing con-. versation Frank went t o a party at the house of a lady of the first circle in society, named Mrs. Roland, Many were the bright glances shot from sparkling eyes toward him, but he gave nc more attention than what politeness required. lie was not cold, or uncivil, for urbanity was nat ural to him, but ho paid his attentions in such a manner, that they could not be mista ken for aught morn than those of friend ship. Having a kind word, and a warm smile for each, he glided from one to anoth er, until at last he found himself beside a group of beaux at the upper end of the apartmtut. He could not see who it was they surrounded, but just then he heard a merry peal of.laughter ring out from within the circle. Tho tone was of silvery sweetness, and he involuntarily stopped to listen. At • that instant his hostess Lip preached him, and perceiving his curious look, asked if he wished an introduction to the lady, who as she trmed it, the bevy of gentleman wee"monoritising." He assen• ted, and at a word from Mre. Roland the circle opened, and disclosed to Frank's view a vision of loveliness such as he had never beheld, in the shape of a young girl, appa rently about °lnge. • She appeared to be rather under the middle height; and her form though slight, was full of grace; her hair of golden hue fell in rich clusters down her snowy neck; and her eyes wore of clear deep blue, and played and sparkled incessantly. Her features were nut regu lar, but when gazing on her bewitching countenance ono lost all recollection of their defects, so laughing and Helm like was its expression. ..Miss Stanley, allow me to present to you, Mr. Chesterton," said Mrs. Rolar.d,— and aftera moment's conversation, she re• tired to another part of the room. She was followed by a portion of the beaux wh had surrounded Miss Stanley, and soon after the others dropped off, one by one,—so that eventually Frank was left alone with the fascinating stranger. Frank was soon deep in a conversation with her; and he found that under the appa rent light hearted gaily, flowed a strong current of that rare article in fashionable life, excellent common sense. She had, moreover, a heart alive to every warm and delicate emotion. There was no giddy trifling, no affectation in her words,—but what she said she seemed to feel, whether it excited her joyous laughter, or caused -the crystal tear, to dim her clear blue eye. What was the matter with Frank Ches tenon, that evening? Why did he follow the fascinating stranger whithersoever she moved? Why did he dwell upon her eve• ry look, and drink in each tone of her sil very voice? Why did he show attention to her, such as ho never showed to mortal woman before? Could it have been that Cupid's arrow had found a sheath at last in his hitherto impenetrable heart? Alas ! Frank! • When the party broke up he accompa nied her to the carriage in waiting—end as he handed her into the vehicle, he asked " When shall 1 have the pleasure of see ing Miss Stanly again?" "I shall be happy to have you call upon mo et No. —, W— street, any time af ter to morrow, as I expect to be out of town then," was her answer. Frank bowed. "Good evening," she said, with a sweet smile. “Good evening,” he responded, as the carriage rolled away. "No. —, %V— street !" he muttered. "Why that is the residence of Ned Car• rol's father-in-law. She must either 'have made a mistake, or else I heard her wrong. Yet tt may be so, for she told me, she had been in the city but a week, and that she was from Baltimore. She told me she was staying nt her uncle's;" can Mr. Norton be -tier uncle?• However, I will ask Ned about it; though jilt were Leon, I should have thought he would have informed me of it before. Yet, I will see -him to morrow shout it, for she is the most beauttlul being I ever beheld." Next day, according to Ilia delermitto G. WASHINGTON BOWEN, EZITO7. Zz rnormwron. 44 The liberty to know, to utter, and to argue, freely, is above all other liberties:l—Mu:l.os. lion, Frank Chesterton called at his friend's house to make the intended inquiry—but Mr. and Mrs. Cerrot were both oul for the day. He had, therefore, to content him self for the present, with leavinr , b his card. and wondering when he mhould again see the fair Baltimorean. It was about noon on the following day, when he met his friend Carrel in one of the principal streets. They had hardly walk. ed the distance of half a square together, and Frank was about to ask him respecting Miss Stanley; when , she herself, accompa- nied by a middle aged lady, who appeared to be her mother, was seen approaching on the opposite side of the way. "By heavens! is she not beautiful?" said Frank, with his eyes rivited upon her. "W here?—whor asked his friend.. "There—there," said Frank, still keep• ing his eyes upon her. "That pretty actress, with the velvet bonnet'!" "No, nol A fig for the actress! Thu younger of those two ladies just behind her." '•Oh! I see." "Is she not lovely?" ''You cannot certainly think so." 4'l certainly du think so, Mr. Ned Carrol, and ►f you're an—" 44 W had" said his friend interrupting him, "that rather plain looking young lady." "I say she is not plain, sir. She's a sylph---an angel, a queen i.f beauty." "Why hat's bliss Stanley. She biting got the most regular features that over na ture cut," said his friend, with a most pro voking smile. l'hey're charming for all that." "Her eyes'are net dark r.nd gazelle like," continued Carrot. "'They're heavenly blue," said Frank. "Her hair is not as black as the raven's wing." "It is of most beautiful auburn." "Her lips are slot as finely chiselled as those of a Grecian statue." "They're like torn rose leaves, though." "Besides, :she Lai not a tall and stately form." "But she has a graceful one." "You must ndmit that many of your fe male acquaintances are more perfect mod els,' continued his friend. "Al! yea, but then there is something winning about her they have not. Her mind is beauteous, and imparts a sweetness to her less finished person." "Yes, yes, man, but then you know *a woman cannot ho charming without she possesses the most perfect charming con tour of face and form. "Pshaw 1" "Well, well, Frank, since I find you're becoming somewhat of a sensible fellow, why I'll even venture to introduce you as my friend, to my wife's little coz. So came on; and we will attend them home, if y'bu please." The ladies had just arrived opposite, and the gentlemen crossing over, were soon es. coning them homeward. Reader! 1 am not going to tire you with a long recital of love scenes—for if you have ever been in love you will knot all about them, and if you have not you have no bu• siness whatever to know anything about it —so with your permission, I will briefly say that in a twelve month or bo, subsequent to the events 1 have related, Mr. Frank Ches. tenon and Miss Ellen Stanley were united in the "silken bond that binds two willing heurts,"—this same Mr. Frank Chester ton having become thoroughly convinced that it is not perfect contour of features on ly that makes a beauty; but pleasing coun tenance, in whose every lineament one can read dart intelligent and amiable mind. YANKEES ABROAD; Or, —the Vermont Schoolmaster. Tho most contemptable and cowardly species of affectation that ever came under our observation, is that which leads a man born in the North or East to disclaim his birthplace, or even to attempt to conceal it, lest be should be called a "down Eat or" or a"Yankee." Much more entitled to scorn are those who have sprung from a dunghill in some New England State, emigrated to the South, and then encour age the belief that they sprouted into exist ence on Southern soil, expressing at all times a thorough contempt for the "land of wooden nutmegs" as they are pleased to term the land of Lexington, Bennington, and Bunker Hill. One of this latter class of renegades was very pleasantly rebuked nut long since,_ and so very effectually withal, that he will not be likely to forget the lesson for many years. A gentleman of this city was traveling North by . tjuk . keguler stage the oug h A lobe ma & Georgia. At a town in Georgia the coach stopped, for the pUrpose of . giving the passengers a chance to swallow a has ty dinner. On leaving the table and light ing his cigar, preparatory to resuming his place in the coach, our friend found that a new passenger, belonging to the town, bad taken the seat ho hod occupied ever since starting. The inside oldie coach was thus completely filled. A drizzling rain had just set in, which promised to increase, in duo time, to a very respectable shower. &rid• rytkipsets of the stage, at no time very - a= greeablo, and tho fatigue of travel without sleep, had considerably encroached upon the, good nature of our worthy traveller, and he did not feel at all inclined to surrender whnt'be thought to be his right. It scarce ly needed the rather arrogant air pc the stranger, therefore, to bring him tol. a de termination to make no concessions. "My friend," said he, "I am sorry to disturb you, but that seat is mine-" "You are positive of that, are you'?" re plied the stranger, with rather a contempt. woe smile. "Pretty positive sir," said the other, surveying the interloper coolly. "1 regret to say that I can't help it," answered the iitianger; "I have paid my fair to Augusta, and there is a strong pro bability that 1 shall go to Augusta, and in this seat too." Our friend hesitated, for he was a can tious man. His firs impulse was to try his own strength, ih illustration of the doctrine "might makes right;" but en in• disposition to quarreling, united with the consideration that the stranger appeared to be the strongest man of the two, and might prove victor in a personal contest, induced him to make application first to the stage agent, who stood in the vicinity. "1 believe I have a right to that seat," said he, "to Augusta. I have occupied it so far, and by the enmity existing between the sovereignties of that little world, a stage coach, it aught not to be taken from me now. What ►s your opinion?" "IT' have a right to the seat, and you shall hey° it," said the agent, He was about to invite the usurper to take on outside passage, when a rough, good humored and intelligent countryman, who could we but little difference between an inside ride end the wind and rain. with the congenial company of the driver, ten dered the new comer his own twat, which he immediately vacated. It there were symptoms of a storm out side, thera were likewise symptoms of a storm inside: as the stranger gave way to the necessities of his situation surrendered his first seat, and took the one so generous ly offered him by the countryman. As he assumed his new seat a muttering about "d—d Yankee" was easily distinguished. A few auxiliary jolts of the stage aided in arousing his temper, and al last he broke out into a regular tirade against the univer sal Yankee nation. "1 hate the whole essence peddling set," said he to an easy tempered fellow by his side, "and always did; I never could sufli. cientiv thank my stars that I Wtls born and brought up south of the Potomac. They send out their meanest specimens to the South," continued he, "and in the proper. i tion to ficir numbers, they always remind roe of the vermin which overrun Egypt. Ono of the first and most useful lesson's I over learned was to damn a Yankee." ft would have been amusing" to have watched the face of our traveller from New Orleans. lie had very carefully surveyed the features of the stranger as he settled into his seat, and a smile gather: ed upon his lips which seemed to say he 'knew his man. He listened quite patiently to the denunciations of the other, and final ly said, in a pleasant tone— " You don't seem to like the Yankees?" The stranger looked at him closely be. fore he answered, fur he scarcely liked the expression of his countenance; it might be friendly or it might riot; for beneath its placidity there was something which slightly resembled a sneer. He replied briefly, "No, sir; I do not." 'Teel,le's tastes will difTer; there is no accounting fur them. Your face, pardon me, sir—seems not unfamilliar to mo. II the request be not considered too imperti nent,l should like to be favored with your name." "My name is Jones, sir." "You arts "Cashier of the - Bank." "Exactly, 1 remember, and "Alderman in the same town." "Ay, come to remember," said our friend, scratching his head as though en deavoring to bring to memory something he had half forgotten. "1 recollect having heard of you. Did you not once teach a district school in the town of Pomfret, State of Vermont?" "Eh? Pomfret? No! yes, hey?" "Yes, you remember," pursued his tor mentor, as if not noticing his disturbance —"the old red school house up them on the hill; close by the big rock; tho butternut woods in the rear. I taught in the district adjoining, you know• Let me so e," said he, in a slow and thoughtful tone, and with imperturbable gravity, "I think our pay, that winter, was ton dollars a month, wasn't it? There was a proposition, you remem ber, to drum you out of town for—" Our Alderman and Cdshier could stand it no•longer, but leaning forward to our New Orleans traveller, said fiercely, "Who are you, any how?" "Nobody in particular: merely one of those 'd—d Yankees,' of whom you spoke a minute ago." There are those besides Falstaff who have considered "discretion the be:ter part of valor." Long before the stage reached Augusta, there was not a mbro agreeable, sociable fellow in it, than the quandom. Vermont Schoolmaster.—/V. 0. Picayune• ....m,..9 0 4K.P... THE FAIIIIER.—The most honorable, the most useful, the most independent of men, is the well informed farmer, who cul tivates his own soil and enjoys the advanta ges that health, competence and iutelli gonce are sure to bestow. There are trees en tall in Missouri, that it takes two mon and a bay to louk to the top of them—ono loul;s till ho gets tired,, and another commences wheto ho left QM THE GIRL AND THE PHILOSOPHER. As Kate went tripping up the town (No lassie e'er looked prettier,) Au "unco' chlorin cap and gown (No mortal e'er looked grittier) Accosted Kitty in the street, As she was going to cross over, And robb'd her of a kiss—the cheati— Saying—“l'rn a philosopher.'" what?" said Kitty, blushing red, And gave his cap a toss over; "Are you? Oh, phi!" and off she sped, Whilst he bewailed the ..bs-oph-her!" I.—lt you have ever noticed the form of that capital letter I, you will have observed that there is a great deal of character about it. There is not another letter in the alpha bet so distinguished- It is as upright as a dart, and as stiff as a poker—and then it 'anises, as it were, its form into almost all other letters. This is I, is it not? I the typo, very literally speaking, of that very eorsequential thing the human I. Take almost any man, and the first person singu lar is the god of his idolatry. • Cresar loved it, and showed his love when he wrote in the Senate, "I came, I saw, I conquered." In all conversations, I is the hero. Du is lugged in through the whole catalogue. of discourse, like the upright strokes in the letters of the alphabet. The meanest and most low witted person that ever appeared in the likeness of humanity has some little personal adventures in which he has figur ed. and which Na can say "I did it." The ladies—bless their smiling faces-make great capital out of capital I. They keep him enshrined in their sweet, mouths, and dance him eternally upon their tongues. Hear them talk of their household affairs, and you will find what 1 does. 1 attends to the house. I goes to market. I keeps ovary thing in order. I makes the pastry. I scolds the maids. I whips the children. I quarrels with the husband.. I does every thing that is worth doing, and Worth boast. ing about.. Immortal I—all honor be to you, wherever you are! I say it. General Rules don't apply in all casas. Wo once knew a man who was so careful not to give °filmic°, that in speaking of gen eral faults, he would qualify his remarks by saying, "present company excepted."— Ile chanced to be in company with some lattice, and spoke of an absent one as the ugliest person he ever saw, present compa ny excepted. Now this mistake was perhaps worse than that made by the boy, who was speak. nig of greatest man he ever saw, was told by his mother he must always except their minister. A few days after, ho rush ed into the presence et his mother, and ex claimed, '•i