tive chief, while the rest of the company, out of tenderness to these unrefined sons of nature could only with the utmost exertions restrain themselves from open laughter. From the moment the one who had learned by experience the qualities of mustard, kept his eye constantly upon his tawny brother of the wilderness, until at length he eojoyed superlative pleasure of beholding him také a spoonful into his mouth in the same manner he had just done himself, and which was productive of the same effect. The former now in his turn requested of his companion the reason of his shedding tears, and was answered with Indian readiness and wit--Because you were not killed when your father was. LADY'S MISCELLANY "Be it our task, To note the passing tidings of the times. Distressing accident.-At midnight on the 31st Dec. the house of Mr. Jo. seph Fetterman, in Mifflintown, Penns. was burnt down, and Mr. F's daughter and a hired girl perished in the flames. Married. On Monday evening, by the rev. Mr. Brady, Capt. George Alcock, to Miss Elizabeth Jaques, of England. On the 11th inst. by the rev. Mr. Buck, Mr. Wiseman, ( Butcher) to Miss Hester Ridabock, both of this city. On Saturday morning last, by the rev. Mr. Lyell, Mr. Foster Nostrand, Jun. to Miss Christiana Tier. At Princeton on Tuesday the 14th ins:by the rev. Dr. Smith, (President of the College) Mr. F. Harrison, of New York, to Miss Mary Stockton, daughter of Richard Stockton, esq. of Princeton, On Tuesday evening, by the rev. Mr. Lyell, Mr. David Cothealsto Miss Char. lotte Warner, all of this city, On Wednesday evening last, by the rev Mr. Bowen, Mr. Thomas Newbold, of Philadelphia to Miss Catherine Augusta Le Roy second daughter of Herman Le Roy, esq. all of this city. At Albany, Edward K. Satterlee to Miss Mary Meier. In Delware County, Martan S. Van Alstyne,to Miss Alida Lansing of Albany Died. At Charleston, from her cloathes catch. ing fire, Mrs. Elizabeth wife of Capt. Smith of the schooner Blake. At Richmond, a son of Mr. John Alcock another victim of the late fire. At 1 o'clock on Saturday morning, Miss Anne Watts, eldest daughter of John Watts, esq. of this city. On Sunday morning last, Mr. Ed. ward Gibson, Shipwright; in the 42d year of his age, after a long and tedions illness, which he bore with christian fortitude. On Thursday morning, last with a con fident hope of a blissful eternity, Mr. Moore aged 76 years. On Friday afternoon, Mr. John Lovell, At Balstown Springs, Abigail, Wife of the ree. Joseph Perry, and danghter of Andrew Beers, esq. of Connecticut. At Philadelphia, Capt. Sam. Young, aged 80. harbor master. In Bucks county, John, son of gen. John Berrows, aged 22; his death was occasioned by failing out of a gig. 'Apollo struck the enchanting Lyre, The Muses sung in strains alternate." For the Lady's Miscellany. TO MY FRIEND. Thy mind so free from guile or art No change of fortune e'er can move And the verdure has drop'd from the trees, All Nature seems touch'd by the finger of death, And the streems are begining to freaze. When wanton young lads o'er the river can slide, And flora attends us no more; When in plenty you sit by a good fire side, Sure you ought to remember the Poor. "When the cold feather'd snow does in plenty descent!, And whiten the prospects around; When the keen.cutting winds from the north shall attend, Hard chilling and freezing the ground; When the bill's and the dales are all candied with white When the rivers congeal to the shore, When the bright twinkling stars shall proclaim a cold night, Then remember the state of the Poor!" When the bridges are useful no more, When in health you have every thing that is good, 'Can you murmur to think on the Poor!" LINES. Written by the celebrated Dr. Franklin în honor of his wife. Of their chloes and Phillises poets may prase, I sing of my plain country Joan; Now twelve years my wife, still the joy of my life Bless'd day that I made her my own! Not a word of her shape, her face or her eyes, Or of flames or of darts shall you hear; Tho' I beauty admire, 'tis virtue I prize, For it fades not in seventy years. With peace and good humor my house. hold she guides, Right careful to save what I gain, Tet cheerful attends and smiles on my friends, Whom with pleasure I oft entertain. . In health a companion delightful and dear, Still easy engaging and free; In sickness no less than the tenderist nurse, She's tender as tender can be. Was the fairest young Princess, with To be had in exchange for my She could not be a better, she might be So I'd e'en be content with my own.. Checks, Cards, Handbills AND PRINTING IN GENERAL, Neatly and correctly executed, on LADY'S MISCELLANY FOR SALE at this OFFICE, The 8, 9, 10, 11 and 12th, Volumes of the LADY'S WEEKLY MISCEL LANY, handsomely bound and lettered. Price & 1 50 cents, per volume. Thomas H. Brantingham, has removed to No. 145 Broadway, where he conti. nues to procure money on Mortgages, notes of hand & deposits, buys & sells houses, improved farms, & tracts of land Also lets & leases houses & lots, on rea. sonable commision.—Also the lease of 2 houses, & an annuity. Also for sale 30 farms, several with good improvements, will be sold low, goods & property of e very sort taken in payment, or any who forms a company tickets & draw for the different farms will be liberaly paid for it Also a skilfull farming man with a good Which draws down new blessings character, will meet with encouragement by applying as above. She defends my good nams e'nn when I'm to blame, Friend firmer to man ne'er was given; Her compassionate breast feels for all the distress'd, from heaven. FOR THE USE AND AMUSEMENT OF BOTH SEXES. VOL. XIV.] Saturday, February 1,.....1812. EXTRACTED. FROM THE FOUNDLING OF BELGRADE. 'You tell me you are a sabaltern in the infantry. From this day you will consider yourself attached to the royal regiment of It has long been a meritorious corpse, and from the glorious honors it has achieved, holds a distinguished rank in the estimation of the king, who was graciously pleased to confer upon, me the com No. 15. are often influenced by a corrupt ministry. Nature was never more Javish in the production of a chaste heart, than she has proved her. self in Charles the fourth: but born a prince, he is essentially above us all. I know him well. Armed with sovereign authority he would not intentionally injure the meanest of his subjects; but, from the nature of his situation, it is necessary he should have servants with whom to advise, and in whom to confide; and it is from the crafty ambition of the insidious who, choaking the avenues to his person, riot in the spoil of an op inand on the death of the late col-pressed people. This memorial onel. A troop is now vacant, and I cannot bestow it upon an officer who has a greater claim to, my patronage. I feel I cannot long survive. At my death you will hasten to Madrid. and exhibit my contains a the chlamity which has visited the house of Aranza. The title dies with me- Alfonso, my heart bleeds afresh: I once had a son to fill the vacancy I now occasion to the grandees of the commission to his majesty. Ac-empire-but the chasm must re companying it will be found a memorial setting forth the various services I have performed the state. Enjoying the confidence, and I may add the personal friendship of his majesty, perhaps, there shall be no occasion for this customary formality. But the best of princes main-I have myself to blame.' Here the duke paused, to give vent to the tears which would flow in spite of all his efforts; and Alfonso, taking advantage of the moment, besought him to think more favorably of his situation. 'I assure your grace,' said he 'the physician has not began to despair." 'He is deceived, Alfonso,' interrupted the duke- the hand of death is upon me. One day more, rnd all my misery is at an end. What others look upon with dismay, I hail with joy unspeakable. What others pause upon with doubtful apprehensions, shrink from and feel appalled, I embrace with all my soul. Rank, affluence, courtly splendor, and all the pageantry of life have now no relish left. Joy, nor love, nor worldly peace are on this side the gravealready half interred, my mortal part feels cold and cheerless-my immortal, warm and animated, glowing with expectation and desire ineffable!-Have I your premise, Alfonso, that you will carry my memorial to the throne?' 'Most solemnly do I pledge myself; but,' continued Alfonso,' do not think so desperately of your condition many happy years are yet in store for you-O! if your grace would--but He could add no more:-oppressed with the feelings which the scene occasioned, Alfonso turned aside to conceal the tear which glistened in his eye. < Continue, my son, cried the duke, grasping him again by the hand-speak freely: if I have the power, your intreaty shall not be vain.' to stings of never ceasing remorse I was your assassin, and could not long survive the consciousness of acquiring honors by such bloody means. Know that lost in the darkness of the night, I wandered imperceptibly into the common where you were. You discovered me, and having a just cause of suspicion that I was Diego, ran upon me as you did. I viewed you in the light of same desperate bandit, wrenched the weapon from your hands as it passed beneath my arm, and turned its point back upon yourself.' "You astonish me, exclaimed the duke.' Kind heaven! how happy am I that I missed my aim. Happy that you told me this! now have I greater cause than ever to manifest the place you occupy in my affections. The villain my unhappy star suspected you to be has poisoned the cup of life, and I sink into the grave, blessed with the power of making some attonement for the injury innocently intended.-- -But before I bid farewel to the world, let me to the point which is to prove the trial of your attachment. 'I have aniece, Alfonso--young, beautiful and heiress to all my wealth. In the convent of St. Clare,this lovely bud,the last of the houses of Jacca& Aranza, has been immured for years. To introduce her to the world was the object of the fatal journey we were apon. Poor innocent! she must never |