ing in his address, sensible and The old man took my handhandsome, and, too, the preserver pressed it between his ---O! this of her life !-- What female heart

is an ungrateful world,' said he. could be insensible to so much ex His heart swelled, he turned away cellence ! The affectionate and as to conceal his emotion. An aged · siduous attentions of William soon missionary, whose h air was silverrestored Mary, in some degree, to ed with the frosts of seventy winher former health, and the chain ters, endeavoured to turn their that had so long detained him, affections to anothe world, and gathering new strength, he found to lead them. fo consolation beit impossible to break a connexion yond the tomb. that was already so dear to him.

Ye votaries of pleasure, ye gay, All Franksburg talked of the courtship, and when I saw Wil

ye wanton seducers of the fair, liain and Mary lead down in the

whom you should protect; 0! dance together, I could not help

could you have seen the collage

of thinking they were foi med for

poor Freeman, your infamous each other.

tophies ov er deluded innocence

would liave been scorpions to your I went up to Franksburg last

consciences. fall to visit my old friend and to congratulate him on the purposed

Such ruin--Hark the watch dog connexion. It was one of these

announces a stranger! The door pleasant moonlight evenings in the

opened, and in a moment we bemonth of September, when I ar

hold William at the feet of her fa. rived at the gate, such as had al

ther. Mary shrieked and sainted. ways been enlivencd by the song

I come, I come,' said he, "for and the dance, under the old elm

forgiveness, I come to offer all the by the door. But the sound of joy reparation in my power. Vot a was no more heard on the green.

moment of happiness have I known William was gone, the cheek of since I left you.' the soldier was wet with anguish,

Noble youth! thou hast set a and the wife of his bosom seemed

pattern by thy return to virtue, fast declining in sorrow to the

most worthy to be followed. grave.

Glcaner. Pale and dejected, Mary sat by the window, her head reclining on

APHORISMS. her hand. Her eye moistened by a tear, was fixed on vacancy, or

Ability. The desire of appearing wandered heedlessly from object to be persons of ability, often preto object. Seduced by the man

vents our being so. wbo saved her life, she was soon

Few men are able lo know all to become a mother.

the ill they do.


No ; and he was thereon immedia ately recommended to Chancelior

Hyde, for putting of him into buORIGINAL AND SELECTED

siness. Says the Chancellor, know

ing him to be a wit, What's your For the Lady's Miscellany.

name?' 'Bul,' says the parson.

Where are your horns,' says my Tlve Editor of the London Cou.

Lord! Please your Lordship,' resier, speaking of the style of the

plied the parson, 'the horns always American journalisis, calls it bas. go along with the Hyde.' tard English.' This sort of reproach is rather surprising, when it is considered that the English

Bon 1101.--A gentleman who were the scholars of the Amei.

was very morose and ill-natured in cans during the revolutionary war.

his own family, but extremely We taught them orthography at

lacetions and entertaining when in Bunker's Hill, etymology at Sara

company, was once the subject of toga, syntax in the Jersies, and

conversation inasa il party, where prosody at York-Town. If they

his wife was present. Indeed, will come to school again, we can

madam. (suid a lady wllo addressed put them through the dead lan.

her) I almost'envy you your husguages.


band--so cheerful so lively! so

brilliant! he is quite the fiddle of On the happy return of King every company he goes into.Charles II. one parson Bull who

• Perhaps so, (replied the wise with had loyally and learnedly maintain

a sigh) but when he comes home, ed his Majesty's right,

was pre

he always hangs his fiddle up with

his hat.' sented by the King with a grant

considerable benefice; But before the patent was sealed, my Lord Chancellor Hyde had A new Psalm Extraordinary. disposed of it to another. The par The following is part of a Psalm son, having spent all his money, composed by a Parish Clerk in put his hand into his pocket, and Yorkshire, on the Distemper afinding nothing but the King's mong Horned Cattle in 1794. It grant there, with his hand to it,

was sung and chorussed by the went boldly to his Majesty, and whole congregation in the church. told him he had lost all his money The four first stanzay contain an out of his pocket, and he found account of the cattle that died, and none but his Majesty's hand there. the names of the farmers to whom The King smiled, and asked if his they belonged, the remaining rerbusiness was done? He repli edili ses run on thus.

for a very

“No Christian's Bull nor Cow, they LADY'S MISCELLANY.

say, But takes it out of hand,

NEW YORK, November 16, 1811. And we shall have no cows at all, I doubt, within this land.

" Be it our task,

To note the passing tidings of the times The Doctors, tho' they all have spoke

Like learned gentlemen,
And luld us how the entrails look

A circumstance of a very distressing Of cattle dead and gone.

and melancholly nature, occurred on the Yet they nothing do at all

farm of Mr.' Mitten, on Shavercreek, With all their learning store,

Huntington county. Pennsylvania, on So Heaven drive thou the plagueaway, Sunday last:-A young man of the name And vex us not no more."

of Tully, aged about 17 years, his sister This piece was so well received, and Miss M Calley, walked into a field, that after the service il was desir- leaning on each other's shoulder for the ed again by all the congregation, purpose of driving sheep out ofit, when saving five farmers who wept bit

a tree feil npon them, which killed the

young man on the spot-broke one of terly, and exclaimed, "it was too moving! The minister, on going the other young women so severely that

Miss M'Calley's thighs, and wounded out. said, 'Why, John, what psalm

her life is yet despaired of. was it we had to day : it was not one of David's.'No, no, sir,' quoth John, big with the poetic

James Crapson, a native of Ireland, honor he had acquired, David

and lately one of the Hornet's seamnen, never made such a psalm since he

hung himself on Saturday evening, ini was born. This is one of my Thames-st. own putting together!

A Curious Fact.-In digging a MELANCHOLY ACCIDENT: well in Alstead, N, H. on the hill On Saturday last, the walls of a new near the meeting house, the work house building in Eighth street, between men had dug about nine feet thro'

Market and Chesnut-streets, fell down, a hard gravel or pan, when they into the street, who were in the act of as

and, precipitating two of the workmen came to a hard blue clay, intermixed with stones and gravel; after others under the ruins. They were extri.

cending to the scaffolding, buried seren digging 5 feet therein, a lump of || cated as soon as possible, some were sent clay was taken up in which was to the hospital, and other carried to enclosed a small brown snake, with their own homes, with their bones and a red belly and a white stripe sculls fractured. Two of them, it is round his neck, with a small snake | said, are not expected to recover. in his mouth-when exposed to the air, they discovered evident

Newburgh, Voo. 5... ROBBERY. On signs of life, which was witnessed Saturday afternoon last, a short time biy several spectators.

before capt, Griswo!! sailed from New.


On Friday evening, last, Mr. Zebulor S. Willets, to Miss Charlotte Roorbach, both of this city.

York for this village, 9600 dollars, in bills, was given him, directed to the bank of Newburgh, and by him put in. to his trunk in his state-room ; as soon as the vessel was got underway, the cap. tain discovered the money had been sto. len. Proper enquiries were immediate ly made of the passengers on board the sloop, from which it appeared that no cause of suspicion was attached to them. It is supposed the money was taken pre vious to the vessel's leaving the dock in New York.

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At Charlestun, Wm. Aitchison, mer.
Extraordinary Honesty.

chant, to Miss Mary Murray. A person of the Quaker profession

At Charleston, Fames B. Kennedy (says à London paper) having through | merchant, to Miss Mary 4. Srowden. Anisfortune, about 40 years ago, become insolvent; and not being able to pay more than 11 shillings to the pound, formed a resolution, if Providence smil.

Dier. ed on his future endeavors, to pay the

Or Mondoy the 11th inst. Mr. Elea., whole amount ; aud in case of death, he

zer Hart Odell, aged 26 years. ördered his sons to liquidate his debts liy their joint proportions. It pleased God, On the 16th ult. in Frankfort, Ken. however lo spare his life; and after

tücky, Dr. Isaac Gano, one of the first struggling with a variety of difficulties

settlers of that country. (for his livelyhood chiefly depended on his own labor) he at length saved suffi. On Wednesday last, Mr William Ri. cient to satisfy every demand. A few ley, Merchant of Flat Bush, and son of days ago, the old man came with a Roger Riley, esq. of Berlin, Connecticut. : considerable sum, to the surviving son of one of his creditor's who has been

At Worcester, ( Ms.) Mr. Asa Ward, dead 30 years, and insisted on paying | Fun.— He had been some time past com. him the money he owed his faiher, | plaining of a cramp, in his limbs, and which he accordingly did, with heartfelt pain in his breast ; and being advised to satisfaction. Such a display of viitrinus

use a cold bath, he went into a large tub principle, we record with infinale plea.

at a spring, and was found a corpse by sure, as it not only reflects the highest

his wife. honor on a worthy individual, but also

Last week in the coun'y of Gloucester, on that society to which he belongs

(N. F.) suddenly. James Sloan, esq. wliose members have long been distin. | formerly member of Congress froin Newsguished and deservedly respected, for

Fersey. their up!ight and equitable Jealing. On this occasion, we cannot help exclaiming In August last, in the Hospital in Phil. in the language of Pope, an honest | adelphia, Lucius Witham Stockton, esq. men's the noblest work of God.' of New Jersey.


Address d to Miss P...**** C.....
The Lovely maid of Coventry
The blooming nymplı of Coventry

The dew lipp'd rose

Her fragrance throws,
Around the maid of Coventry

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Fond Zephyrs breathing kissing gales

Lov'd to 'wanton round each flower, " Apollo struck the enchanting Lyre, But round P..***.. now he steals The Muses sung in strains alternate." And quits awhile his genial bower

The lovely maid &c.

Oh! could I like the Zephr l'aste For the Lady's Miscellany.

The ticbest nectar of her lips Mr. Editor

Joys like these should never waste Sir, by inserting the following lines in

But end in everlasting bliss. your Weckly Paper you will muel

The lovely maid &c.
Oblige your

Tis then I'd on her bosom lie
Humble Servant

And there in rapture live forever!

Wm. B.
Written a few days before the author's Though all terrestial blessings die,

Yet mine would live! and die, would departure for South America.

never !

The lovely maid &c. When on Neptune's waves I ride,

J. C.
And think of naught but thee,
O then my lovely Adelaide,
Wilt ihou heave one sigh for me,

And when ocean's wide sball lie,

By M'Creery. Between my love and me,

" The Little Harvest Rose." will she heave one sigh.

When Autumn wing'd the blast with For bim beyond the sea,

power, Should fate decree a watery tomb,

To weep the binding forest bare, When I'm beneath the sea,

Deep in the vale I found a flower. Will Adelaide, lamenting doom,

A tittle rose that linger'd :here." Or drop one tear for me.

Tho' half its blushing sweets had Aed,

It's leaves were edg'd with winter REBUS. I'm often said to mischief do,

Yet still the fragrant odours shed, And when the trouble does ensue;

Declar'd love's emblem was a rose. I'm no where in the circle round,

With curious, tho' with eager haste, Said mischief-maker to be found.

I seiz'd the little fading prize, The blame is ever laid on me;

Then in my bosom fondly press'd,
And yet you never do mo see.

The faintly blushing Auwret lies.
Tis said, I cause men oft to fight, I few impatient to my fair,
Yet know no particle of spite.

My heart with fond affection glows, Legs, arms and head, I surely have ; “ A Power' my love to deck your hairi And gow, my name, from you I craye. A little, modest Harvest Rose."


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