On Tuesday night, at a negro dance in Chapel-street, James Johnson stabbed Lewis Robinson in the groin, and he bled to death on the spot. Johnson is committed for trial. A duel took place at Savannah on the morning of the 10th inst. between the Captain of a French privateer and Paut Rossignol, in which the former was mortally wounded. On Thursday evening last, the shop of Mr. Trask, cooper, at Charlestown, near Boston, was burnt; and, on the same evening, the whole of that four story building, in Fore-street, corner of Central-wharf, Boston, known by the name of Godfrey's Bakery, two other houses, a barn, and 600 cords of wood, were consumed. From this building, the fire communicated to another (formerly owned by Mr. Ingersol) from whom Mr. Shaw lately purchased it.The store part of which on Fish-street, was occupied by Mr. Fuller. The dwelling house by Mr. Grice, Mr. Fales, Mrs. Morris and Mrs. Brewer, with their families. Mr. Grice also occupied a large barn on the premises which was likewise consumed, together with another belonging to the same, including a large quantity of hay, grain, &c. On the estate adjoining, belonging to the heirs of Dr. J. C. Howard, deceased, two barns were burnt, and about 150 cords of wood, the property of Mr. Bignall. The next evening, an attempt was made to set fire to the Carpenter's shop at the head of Columbia-wharf. Oct. 22. Wanted. At this Office, an Intelligent LAD as an Apprentice to the Printing Business. Oct. 26. OR, WEEKLY THE VISITOR. FOR THE USE AND AMUSEMENT OF BOTH SEXES. VOL. XII.] Saturday, November 3,....1810. ALBERT AND LAURA. A Swiss Tale. (Concluded.) My gallant son,' cried. Basil,, 'you claim my warmest fondness you have decided as I wished.' Albert turned to embrace Laura. NO. II. letter from him. It was dated in the canton of Uterwalden, and containing the most disastrous intelligence; the concluding words were these: All is ruin and destruction; on every side we meet the fir and sword of our barbarous and Some unprovoked enemies. mothers are lamenting their lost sons slain in battle ; others hang with terror ovr thir bleeding infants, stabbed while 'Go,' said she, attempting clinging to their breast. to stifle her tears: Isacrifice every hope for your reputation I must not regret your absence, for I consider that it is the duty of every one to protect his country when its welfare is endangered.' Our dispirited forces forget their duty, and are deserting from. the banners; every regiment is returning to its particular canton, and the one in which I am enrolled is on its marchhomewards; so that in a very Albert would have replied, short time you may expect me but the horn resounded through the valley, and he perceived his comrades already on their march. Ha! cried he rushing from the cottage, I shall be the last. Dearest father! dearest Laura! farewell." Some days after the departure of Albert, Basil received a with my comrades in the neighbourhood of our cottage, where I will conquer or perish in your defence.' Tears trickled down the cheeks of Basil as he read this melancholy recital. He lifted up his eyes to Heaven, and offered a silent prayer for the welfare of his unhappy coun try. The amiable Laura hung over his shoulder with looks of doubt and apprehension whilst read the letter: and, when he had concluded, she burst into a flood of tears. 'Weep not! weep not!' cried Basil, The tree, overgrown with age, is encumbered by the weight of its branches, and sees its trunk almost borne to the earth; so France may extend her conquests for a time, but she will at length become the victim of those whom she now insolently tramples upon. Dry your tears, my girl, and believe me, though the virtuous may sometimes smart under the iron rod of affliction a day of retribution is always prepared for the wicked.' After a little persuasion. he restored the sweet orphan's courage, and she endeavoured to bear the sorrowful news with some degree of fortitude.Three days elapsed, and no fresh intelligence arrived from Albert. On the fourth morn ing the inhabitants of the valley were awakened before day light by the sound of clairons: it was a division of troops belonging to the canton, which had left the main army, and just reached their camp, about a quarter of a mile distant.Basil rose to learn the cause |