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thought she carried her argument was absolutely necessary, she with regard to the birth rights and went to a surgeon with only one porivileyes of her sex, a little too attendant, and requested him to far.
In this treatise she discover cut it off in the most private man. ed too much warmth, but the ner. She would hardly suffer nolive was, her having been dis hiin to have those persons in the appointed in a marriage contract, room who were necessary to as: with an
eminent clergy man. sist him in the apperation. Sho Finding that this composition did would not have her arms bound, not give general satisfaction, she bus submięted to the knife with un. published a second edition with a common resolution-- without even long preface. She always endea a struggle or a groan She voured to conceal her name, but died May 11, 1731 and was buried her writings would not suiter her at Chelsea.
SARAH JENNINGS. to remain in obscurity. Slie soon acquired a complete knowledge of all the classic authors. Though
FROM THE GLEANER, she had many antagonists, she had abilities enough to confute
From the Desk of Poor Robert the Scribe. then. She was easy and affable lo all, but exceedingly severe to " Honesty is the best Policy." herself, as she constantly observed
Be honest and 'tis clear as light, the most i;id abstinence. She
You'll make by far most money by't. would live like a hermit for a con The profits that are got by cheating, siderable ime, upon a crust of Are very few and very feeting. bread and water, with a little small Experience proves the adage true ; beer. And at her highest time
Then never lose it from your view. of living (ilien she was at home)
When I was a little fellow, just she wouid rarely eat any dinner
old enough to be mischievous, I üll night, and then it was with the
was beset by a parcel of my, comstrictest rules of tenperance. She
panions to go and pilfer the parseemed to enjoy an uninterrupt. son's
pears. Down by the side af e state of health, uil within a few
the brook that hows out of Appleyears of her death ; when having || berry pond, back of the parson's had one of her breasts cut off, it'house, was a beautiful medow, in sw much impaired ter constitution
the midst of which stood the pearthat she did not long survive it:
It was largo-hung full, This was for a cancer which she
and they were of a most delicious had concealed with so much secrecy that not even her most intimate friends knew any thing of it. She
Whether I was afraid of a floggalways dressed and managed it ing-whether respect for the parherscis, but finding amputation. Il son (for in those days children
of Tripoli.- On this fatal night, he -buç Mrs. Patterson and Mra and Mr. John. Lynch were in the
\Villian Brown were overwhelmsame box with Mrs. Gallego, Miss ed by the crowd. Conyers, Mr. Venable and others --when the alarm was first given,
Let us change the scene. It is they endeavoured to quiet the ap
a far more graieful task to describe
the fate of those who have, as it prehensions of the ladies, but when the front scene
were, miraculously escaped. It is was in fames,
some relief to our feelings, they reached over for Miss Con.
to contemplate those who seem yers who had sunk motionless be.
again to have re-visited the low--they took her over ;. they
realms of light.' It is almost as if held aer between them, in a state
the grave had given them up 2. of insensibility ; her head falling
gain from its jaws. We are sorover Mr. Lynch's leli arm. In this
ry, indeed, that our limits do not manner they proceeded towards the head of the stairs, when Gib. permit us to give any but hasty
snatches and sketches of events. bon said Lynch, leave Sally to me. I am strong enough to car Mr. Johó G. Jackson was overty her ; she is light and you can come by the suffocating smoke, save somebody else.'. Mr. L. re
and fell senseless. Ilis last reo plied. God bless you, Gibbon, collection was that his feet were there is the stairs.' and then turn.
descending; but whether the poor cd round to seek some of the o.
or stairway were broken, or he had ther ladies. Poor Gibbon and his
reached the descent, he was not lovely and interesting companion, il conscious-but insensibly he des . sunk together.
cended to the level of the pit,
where a strong current of fresh We must drop this recital.-.We
air revived him as he lay, amongst have already stated the deaths of
a heap of prostrate persons. Ile Mrs. Gerardin and hor sweet boy struggled lo rise and found himof Mrs. Gibson, whose hus.
self cn his feet, with a lady clingband is perhaps now on his waying to him, and beseeching him from Europe ; what a blow upon
to save her. With difficulty he his heart !--of the venerable Mrs. I found the door, not beeing acquaintPage ; of Mrs. Leslie ; of the ed with the house, but at last he lovely Nancy Green, the daughter emerged with the lady, when the of Mr. Green, the Manager; of fire was pouring through the front the amiable Mrs. Robert Green windows, and ere they had advanchow. The particulars of most of
ed far the roof tumbled in. their fames are wrapt in oblivion, their ashes are in the grave.
Mr. M. W. Hancock carried
with him to the play, his niece, These perished amid the flameslehe two Miss Herons, and three
boys. When the alarm was given, || him, have all escaped with their he did all in his power to save his
lives. proteges but was at last separat.
Mr. John Lynch was the only ed from them all. The flames were approaching with a degree
person who passed the window af.
ter Mr. Hancock. After he had of fury and rapidity, that was pero
left poor Gibbon, he met with a haps never exceeded. Hitherto
variety of horrid adventures. All the scene had been all bustle, confusion and consternation; it now
was utter darkness in the lobby, changed to one of awful horror and and suffocation threatened. It was
an awful crisis--and but that one . esperation that beggars all des.
of the windows was burst open, and chine He attempted to reach
let in fresh air, he thinks all in the; entre window in the lobby of
the lobby must have perished ; at the later boxes. He at last suc
length hc reached the window, ceeded mounting on the heads
where he found a gentleman fixof the crowd betwixt him and the window, and finally reached it,
ed fast, whom he since believes to, surrounded by the unavailing and have been Mr. Hancock. After amicting crics of those suffocating an awful lapse, the fames were around him. lle stepped within rushing on in all directions, his the window and with difficulty rais hair caught fire, hope deserted ed the lower sash-he thrust his
him ; he was struck with horror at fcet oui, when the sash was sud- the idea of being burned alive. He denly pressed down, and caught his
rushed towards the window, wavfeet betwixt it and the side. He ing his hands as quick as possible, exuicated one fooi, Lut could not
over his head and clothes. This the other, until those behind him
was a dreadful moment; he saw who had sufficient strength to
mariy drop down on each side of mount over him and the lower
him suffocated--the window was sasi which kept him down, did 90.
now free, and he was scarcely on He found himself so far gone
the bottom of it, when he heard an from suffocation thut he gave him
awful crash behind him..He self up, as lost-the flames how
threw himself out, and Providence ever rushed over his head, and
preserved him. the intraduction of fresi air at the
Mr. Robert Greenhow precipitats bottom of the window gave him
ed himself down the stairs over new life. Those behind hiin be
fire-brands and bodies, with his ing no longer able to kcep him
fine son in his arms-and vas sav. down, he with a last efort raised
cd. the sash, exticated his foot and jumped out. It gives us sincerc Mr. IIcad Lynch made a wonpleasure to add that the three boys derful escape with his child. His and girls, wlion bc carried with "ady was saved by a strong man's
and splendor of his tisle. I was all things, a mutual passionabroad in the service of my coun:
would to God it may be so you try, when the accounts of his death are worthy of each other, and may were received, To me he be
your first love be less fatal than queathed one half of his fortune mine. Let her, however, continue which I accepted of, only to make in ignorance of her brother's guilt. over to Diego. The other moie, The knowledge of his vices will ty was settled upon the convent of poison her happiness; I have
ope St. Clare, in which his daughter poiuted you exccutor of my will, was destined to take the veil. i ani ler guardian. I know none Happily for my niece, her father in whose honor and virtue I can should commit a pious mistake as so well repose a trust so sacred. I it regards this last bequeath. In. owe this confidence to you in grati. the will I am, appointed truslee, tude—it is the best security for reserving to me power to nominate the future happiness of my niece.". my successor ; with a clause that nothing but the interest shall be (To be Conitnued.), the revenue to the convent until Violenta shall consent to take the veil. My reverend brother, a dupc
From the Richmond Enquirer. to his own avarice, had no doubt
NARRATIVE. that his daughter would prefer pious splendor to starvation ; never
We cannot paint the details of contemplating that, as trustee and the scene of Thursday night--No. with no excessive generosity, description can da justice to itshorshould not only exert my influence rors and there were so few pere. against such a determination, on
sons so cool and self-collected as the part of Violenta, but offer to
to accurately paint any part of the her an assylum ia my family.--
mass of woes which fell in a mo. The abbess has long been ineffec- ment upon us. Some scenes are tually, struggled to draw from her
so wraught with horror that a delthe hateful vow. But the aversion icate pencil would have to skip of Violenta to a monastic life is un-,
them-Besides, time enough has conquerable, and my chief hope
not been had to bring together an to release her from confinement is.
accurate group of woes, a compromise with the convent. Possessed of my fortune, she can It is painful to touch upon the well dispense with her own. Hasta catastrophy ofthose who have gone en to her Alfonso at my death, forever. Their ashes are in the comfort, her in distress, and pre- grave but their memories are pare her for the new scene she is encombed in our hearts. The gen. about to engage in.
She has erous and worthy Smith, who but charms to captivate : I wish alove a few days since was crowned
with one of the highest honor's haled at the windows on even at a which Virginia can bestow, is cranny. snatched from his country, his dis
Poor Bolis! a man of astonishtracted family, his children and his friends !! It is not certainly known ing assidui y and attainments at tbe
bar, has perished with his wife whether he had effected his es
and her neice-he fell perhaps a cape fium the building and rush
victim to his hopes. He thought ed again into the flames to save his child! There is a confusion in it more prudent to sit still with liis
wife while the crowd passed by ; the story, and perhaps it is as well
but her sister-in-law Mrs. Page, if it never were cleared up.
yielding to the sympathetic imAbraham B. Venable, the Pres
pulse of her feats, rushed forward ident of the Bank of Virginia ; a and is saved What a seal has man who has filled our public sta
death set upon his family! At one tions with very high reputę ; who fell swoop, five helpless children has been in the H. of R. and in
converted into Orphans. the Senate of the U. S. during the most interesting periods-he How leavily has the hand of too is gone! He has left no wise death fallen upon the family of the or children: bul a long train of Harvies! Poor mourners, dceply rclatives and friends 19 weep
indeed have ye drank of the cup loss. He was in the box with la of affiction. Within five short dies; he begsed then pot to be years we have numbered among precipitate or impatient; but was the dead the venerable Jobs Hara: lengthdriven towards a window in vie, the distinguished Lewis Har. the lobby with a crowdofothers. The vic, the amiable Mrs. M'Craw, suffocating smoke came iolling on. the interesting little boy of Dr. Mr. V. and others who were with Brockenbrough. But by one blow him were thiown down. Mr. No. the distiessed mother, Ms. Har. lind fell towards the window and vic, has fose her noble and highwas saved ; Mr. V. sell the other souled daughier, Juliana, her exway and perished in the smoke ! cellent son E. J. Harvie, and that
sweet little girl, Mary Whitlock, Many doubtless perished in the
her beloved Grand daughter !!! same way. The volume of smoke, which could not at first escape
Reader, conceive if you can what
you ocver can have felt. through the roof. was bent dowri. wards ; black, dense, almost satu Licut. James Gibbon, of the sated with oily vapours. Many U. S. Navy, has gone with the were suffocated by it, who might rest ! Toung as he was, he had have had stiengili enough to leap tasted of the cup of afliction. He the windows. Several were sav. was taken captive in the Philadeled by the fresa wir which they in-lphia, and iarmured in the prisons