. L.l — atip . .otopli*.'a,oo:cettc.: , rustAc LVT,ItY .THlfliSlliq 8Y.. ., . 1 ``, DOW &j BOND.. ~ ...,i • • 4 isOffice mat the, west side Of the, Public Avenuei) TEFL:4IB....kE MILLII altar in atleunce. 4-0 :4 , - Onel'EPolliir 'Elk- Cents if not paid within'three ratititlis, int 4 if debried until niter the expiittien , of the year tap dollars will he exacted. • 1. t r. Discamtin attces optional l syith the l'ablishertt : un less arrtnra es. arcpai.d. i Letters the Publishers en business with the of fice nuiPt post-paid to inletre 'attention. Paetn. f Fur llic I'vppip'.l.Aiirucatc: Stisquellian it a. Homes. i% ----4- . . - g •y n 1 l PI. In 1i11)(, rF. E ,Theawroes of Suoialeluoina.— Tty greet the tniveler's tn'e, {{'he., 'hr Ater torders with, H 3 path may chtitice to lie. Where forest birds are swelling T 141: it notes in griT i nwoixl glades,- Ilowpnany a pleasaht dwelling Pe ß ki. out amid tlieir shades ' 1 Or some verdantdlin-side, W ere wild fresh.breezes blow, Whelie trees their logy branches wave 41a murmurs soft and low. 11'I+ silvery brooks are glancing Btp the sun'sbribt ray, -kinl-, , devvii the hill-shh l-4w gaily int their Way. . . • The itnines of liberty! Aftnintl their heartiN Ho 4 muny joyou, Hn L• meet, itthi spirit , : gay and light: ii. lloeF swert the praise aspeudiug 1 w onls of thankful song, . Wlt 1 .11, happy N °ices bleuiling, Tte 'tuneful strain prolong. • ' Ani firM.l thoQc,94i..t dwellin s, lib r many a youtldhl band . Goftrtl, from out their shelrring roofs, A ikhi, amid the laud. • reso'ved on duty, (4 foa' with danntles:s I,reast Whle tiehest smiles of lle , eity [lon the daughters test. - I lor thee, I\ennsyl. mdo., *ire'er my hd May he, My )acurt from every other .du-ine titiali fondly turn ty thee: Th4gli fati. may Itid . rat• 1.1:poil afurci7i No 6rthly power eau nn lee heart and " AN(,Legrt, Ct. Dec. I f.:16. F th- Cottr'.cr. LEGE7IIIDS OF TILE leE VOLUTION. 6E , rit...t. i:pAtu, g :NATHAN HALE. It wasa'clear evening in the early spring of 1775, when a young man 'came to his na tive howl, to bid his mother faxem.4l.i . 1 see 0 }at picture lickfore me now. 1 A twlistory - house, built of grey stone, ' with a mall garden extending from the door to te roadside, while.all'around arises , i t the orcl ,, rd trees, fragrant with the first: blossoinspfspring. 'Yonder you behold cat tle ground together in the shadows.:l! It is itE;quiet hour ; everything seernsbeau tiful ntidi'holy. There is a purple flush up on the Nrestern 'sky, a sombre richness of shadow resting upon yonder woods ; a deep s.erenitc,:as if from God, MI Im ::., and hallows this evening hour. Yondqr, on the cot:a!re porch, with the • rich gloq of sunset. on her face, sits the aged mother, the . silvery hair parted .11[11.Wp her pale broit. The 1.3,:b1e lays„ open on •her knee., Ver dress is' lof plain rude tex.ture, but thert is that about her countenance which midtes you forget her homespun cos tume. Her eyes, their dark blue contrasting with the withered outlines of her counte nance 4re upraised. She is gazing in the lace or the sou, who beds over her should .... er and returns her glance. 1 • His yOupg form is arrayed in a plain blue hunting rock, faced with fur, while his rifle rests agiiinst the door and 'his pistols are girded to his waist by a belt of dark- leath er. A ()lain costume this, but gaze. upon the young faceßof.that matt and tell me, do N . you not read a crear soul, shining from those dark eyes 2 That white brow, shadowed by masses of brown hair, bears the . impress of tboullit, while the pale cheeks tells the t a l e o f , long nights given to the, dim old Ilehret Hible„ with its words of giant,rnean inii anti o i l e can-like music; to the- profane 4 ,_ '4 ._ classmko Rome and Greece, the sublime reveriei4orPlato, the impassioned earnest ness of Demosthenes; or the indignant elo quence pf cicero.. Yes, Perth from the halls of YALE, the. po etry of the Past, shining in his 'soul, here to hip childhood's home, conies the young stu dent toclaim his mother's blessing and bid her Rag farewell: . But irby, this rifle, these pistols, this plain uniforni ? I wilt tell you. One day as he sat bending over that Hebresi volume—with its great-thoughts spoken)p a tongue maw- lost to map, in the isilence+lages--he looked from the window and beheld a deid-,body carried by, the glas by eyesslpturned to the _sky, while the stiff ened hinh; hung trailing an the ground.- It wifis the first DEAR aux OF LexisMToN. Thai.sight roused- his blood; the voices of the lg.artyrsof BunkerUM seemed shriek- Mg foriiier in his ear, He Aung -aside_ the studenlii. gown ; he put pu the bunting shirt. A sa,g farewell to those, well worn volumes; which 1,0 Owed the wenriiieso.of many ; a ettidni*t -Fat* one last Jonk„Firoond ,that lonely bxmir, whose walls had -finar,d his gm'. nest .sobliquiee i Anil then he was a,gildier, Therhilde(Genius felt the strougclitirds ofpatriotism 'drawing-him , toward ; the :last Wed' cif the 11tartyrS on Bunker IEII. • 'AndftiOw; in theibliset,hour, he grandsiiy his:m*oer tude, taking one hist liink4l 7 tinit wrinklfd face, listenitigrfoi ;the last cl w, ) ,time: to the 4l'Ott qua Uthfrts,loritig+t, spipiny! yvipe,!" '4 4 1 4 .9P14 -IV °l ll 4 'PO 4 , ' q L tg' ( , - 1 1 triiih,la id hope to' see you ministering "at '--tWAltaof Almigh-V 46(1 - biti . iliO'''enerVy is at piuriand;:andlyourAu'tfriii - plain -, be fore y4u. Go on, my son—fig,ht like a man . . : . -.„,' ( , • i: ii „ ,. . ~ I, ..' . •••., I . ', '.. 11 ii 1 i.., , i,,,... , •,•,. , T t,, ... ti , , H t, ~.. ii . ...11...„ . .„ . ..„ . 1•1 , 1, "t 1 .. 1 • ''' ', . : ,f - T) ' i i;• , ~."' ...I. '. !, 1.. , I• 1 '., • , , t ' , EVERY DIFFERENCE OF . . i ~ . i . 1 . 3,10111 ::,....F...„ . . 1 ....1:4. :, .4,141 4../ i t ,, , - ; -;, ~, , , f , ., .. h. , 4 ,ti J,l 4 ~,. 1 . . for - your country. In thelMiir , of battle ro 1 Member that God is with: your eattsel :that Ills arm will guide and' guard you, ieren in the inoniimit of.delth-.1 .War;:my .child, is at I best .a fetirful thint,,,a terrible Ifcencd for bo- : man butehorv; but nwor lilte this', is holy in the eYks of , God.: 'Go on- z -and when you Eight, may you conquer, or-if you fall in death, 'remember pour mother's blessing is an your head !' Andin that evening hour, the• aged wo- Man stood ereet,nndiaid her withered hand I Opon•hitibended head. • . • WIZ= A moment: passed ~ and be had grasped his rule, .he , ; had muttered the last farewell.— While the aged woman stood on the porch, following him withf her eyes, be turned his steps towards the road. But a form stood in the path, the form of 4 young woman, clad in the plain costume 4f a New Englanai girl. Do you 10101 d a ioluinuous beauty witvirrg in the outlines of , that form the hair dark as night, or Ihng, glossy, Wavin7 and beautifid ? Are those hands soft, white and delicate ? You bell* crone of these ; for •tie young girl Who stands there ifr the student's •putli t has none of the attractions of dazzling personal beauty: A .slendoh.form. a -w-hite forehead, With•the brown hair plainly :parted around that unpreteuded Countenance, Lands some- What roughened by toil ; such ere the at- , tractions of that New England girl. And yet there was something that chained YOur eye to her fade; and made your heart swell us you looked upon her It was the Soul, which shone from her eyes and glowed' upon her palid cheek.: It was the deep, dent, all-trusting love, the eternal fhith of , her woman's nature, which gave , such a deep vivid interest to that pale face, that pale White brow. Sheistood there, waiting to hid her lover. fitrewell, and the tear was in •her eye, the: nonvutsive tremor of stippressed emotions on her. lip:. Yet with an unfaltering voice, she bid him go, fight for hiscountryandconquer in the name of God. Or"—she lexclauned, placing hei hands' against his breast, white her eyes were in', cited to his face, ' should you faH in the fight, I will pray to God to bless '`our last hour with all the nlory of n soldier's death.' That was , ; the 1;14t word she caul : he . grasped her handl ittipressed Ills kiss• upon _her lip, and went slowly fr0;..1 Fos horn.. When we look for him ,ivrain the scenr changed. kis eight, veti - throuo-b the gloom the white tents of The British artily 'rise UP like ghosts cni the summit of the Long Is;• hind Hills. it is night, .yet the stars look down upon the Red Cross banner, now Ilout= . iitg sullenly to the ocean breeze. . • We look fur the Enthusiast crUale Yonder, in a dark room, through whose sot: itary windows pours the mild gleam of the stars, yonder we behold the dusky outlineS of a human form, with head bent low and arms folded across .his breast. It is very dark in the room, very still, yet you can dis dover the bearing of the soldier in the uncer damn outlines of that form, yet can you bear the tread of the sentinel on the sands with- Mut. suddenly that form arises, and draws near the solitary Ivindow. The stars gleam Over u pale face, with eyes burning with an unnatural Irght. It is dinar uud dim, the fitiut light,. but still volt can read the traces of Itkii drat, like despair, itanaped On 030, brow, awl check, and lip ui abut youthful cowitunallee. You can hear a bi low-toned mt,:in, a. muttered pray t.,r, a broken emoulatiog:— Those eyes are upraised to the stars, and then the pale face no longer looks from the window. That form slimly pores, and, is Jost in the darkness of the room. . Meanwhile, without the room, ow yonder Slope of level ground*, crowning the ascent pf the hill,. the sound of the hummer and saW breaks m the silence of the hour. - Dim forms go jorand fro in the darkness ; stout pieces of timber are planted in the ground, 4nd at lost the workisdone.- All is still.— Out like a phantom of evil, from Alm brow of yonder hill arises that strange structure of tiatber, 'with the .rope dangling from itssuin nut. There ism faee gazing from yonder win dow, at this.thing, of evil : u face with hps pressed bctweendie teeth, eyes glowing with unnatural light. §ucklenlyqu footstep is beard, the door of that room iS open, and a blaze of light tills The place. :In the doorway stands a 'btirly clad in the British uniform with : .a fMockingsneer upon that. brutal countenance. 1,1 , The forni«,-which we lately beheld in the gloom—now rises, and confronts the British Addier. It Itideds no second glance to :tell ne.tlitit we behold the Enthusiast, of Yale. .`'hat" dress is soiled and torn, that face i is' sunken in .the Cheeks, wild and glarityrl in the ify es t • y 4 wik t .can recognize. the brave" I - youth wholtbentfoith from his home on that evattitfg it(spring. He confronts the Executioner, for—that burly . figut4, the' handsome red,eoat, With p the .glistering; :ornaments, is none: other than the Ptovostinf:the-British army: • • ' I am to aie, in the, morning,' began ,'the student, or prisoner, as you may dlioo:41-to gull Into.: ..,1;'.. , ; k Yes. ' growled' Abe .Provost.! ",you were I taken tis a.spy, tried as a.spy, sentenced aa+ ay kPYs'atKi WO-morrow morning you ,wit be banged as 4 sp,yr •, t. Thin,wa l ktliv r iatal secret. General , in ;ton desired infin'ination from