Newspaper of Burlington Free Press, June 7, 1839, Page 1

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.J, in m NOT T II U a J, O It Y CESAR BUT THE WELFARE O F ROME BY II. B. STACY. FRIDAY, JUNES 7, A839. VOL. XII No. 624 O F THE SINNER IN HEAVEN. Ah in n solemn icierv, 'rom cnrili I p.ns'd mvny, And mounted on cihcri.il wings 'J'o climes of living day. One whom I lov'd sal on die tlirono Ilejoml coiicepiion f.iit, Which shone us if the fountain-head Of nature's light was llicrc. Anil there were beings bcnutifiil In nil lli.it rliiiiiiH ihn poti I , With golden harps, whose melting notes O'er the bright region stole. As I Raa'd on with rnpturcd eyes, I eit'.v one Mealing in, With auxiou-i, trembling step, like him Who bus committed sin. No bounteous robe? adorn'd the man, But fillhv raiment hung In rilled fr.icnients nn his form And speechlcsi was his tongue. He drew not near the throne of light, Hut cast 11 fen fid look At him u hose glory lit the throne, And then to flight betook. He saw the I rem of life, and ran To find a teller thein ; But there no hiding plnee he found The light was uxerjwhere ! In wild difinay, he roani'd about I I i - doom w.i si ill the x.iuic ; Where'er he ueni, the lifht expos'd His filihiness mid ehanie. Though all in thai hles-i'd clime Weie gloi'inm and pure, It peem'd I lie ejm ie- of llie place His soul could not endure. And when the shining choir bpgan Their Soveieiju's piaUe In tell, The poor wieich wrilh'd and feem'd to feel That place was worse than hell. He sprang out franlickly, nnd plung'd lull) the blark :il f f-; Lost soul ! lie fmmd that even heaven I'osscss'd no bliss for him. When ibis my revcry wop o'er It was near midnight's hour. And long th" solemn subject held .My mind beneath its power. I sigb'd to think that thousands wero IVi such mad blindness giei, As hope in live in sin tin cm ill, And ten; ii in bliss in heaven. Written for llie Philadelphia Saturday Courier. THE mOB-CA?. OR iMV GRAND-MOTUEIt'S TRUNK. BY MRS. CAROLINE LEE HENTZ. It wos past midnight, and the monn had gone down wIipii the sioge stopped nt Ed ward Stiinioy's lodgings who war- abntit to visit his village home. The lamps threw q et ron jj flare on the pavements but the interior of the vehicle was in such deep shade, hn could but imperfectly dii-titiguish his fellow travelers. He nh-ervc-d hownv cr, that several young gentlemen occupied the front and middle seats, while nn old woman muffled in a cloak, sat alone nn the back one. She turned her head sharply round os he entered, and the light glim mering tinder her large hood was brightly reflected from a pair of spectacles of such spacious dimensions, they seemed to cover her whole face or at least all the face that was visible through the wide plaited bor der of a mob cap. Edward took the only vacant scat in tho stoge, at her side, with a very respectful bow, which wns received with something between a hem and a cough a sound diverting in itself, and rendered still more so by its echo from the opposite seat; for the young gentlemen soi mod determined to derive all the amusement possible from their antiquated companion. Edward had a convivial spirit, but lie had too deep reverence for age ever to make it a subject for mirth. It was in itself a suffi cient guarantee for veneration, even when unaccompanied by those traits which itn part a beauty to the faded brow and to the hoary head a crown of glory. The recol lection of his own grandmother, too, who had died since his absence from home one of those fine dignified relics of the ma jestic simplicity of olden lime, which remind one bo forcibly of the degeneracy of modern doys gave a tenderness to his manners, in addressing an aged person, which was pe culiarly engaging in the present instance, from the effect of contrast. 'Toko care, Grandmother,' said the young man opposite, as llie stage jolted over a huge stone, 'take care of your spec, tocles. We shall upset now, depend upon it.' 'No thanks to ynu if wo don't cried she, muttering, in the indistinct, accents ot age. Then turning towards Edward, she enntin. ucd 'It is really refreshing to seo a well behaved, decent ynung gentleman, after enduring the importinence of the dandies jackanapes. Never mind, ynu may laugh now, as loud as you pleaso ; but if you live, you will bo old yourselves, ono of these days.' She put her hand inlo her pocket, which pnmrd unfathnmablo in depth, and draw ing out a snuffbox, after rapping it several times, she presented it to Edward who was obliged from pnlilcness to 'ako a pinch, and all tho passengers petitioning for a sun,, ilar favor, a sneezing concert commencer!, in which thdo Id oily herself acted the, mos unnnrmiB nart. Alter the inirlli occasioned by this choruB, had subsided, she dropped her box into her pocket and it sunk, liko a pebble ih'ccending into a vault, Edward begun to enjoy his journey exceedingly : he never felt disposed to sleep in a Htnge coach, and the old Indy declared herself of the so inn temperament, though he gallantly offered his shoulder ns n pillow, to the groat amusement of I ho others, who were ere lung nodding their heads to and fro, occnMonallly striking their heads against each other, or reclining backwards in inure unsocial attitudes. Edward and his muffled companion fell into tho most familiar and agreeable conversation. She seemed very shrewd and original in her remarks, and exercised the privilege of ago in inquiring his name, the place of his residence, &c. 'Ah,' said the, 'I know you had a mother nnd sisters or a sister whom you loved, from your kindness to me, an old woman, and a stranger. Heaven ho blessed for the influence ol'gciitle ones on the heart of man. And yon arc going to the village of. Do you know any Hung of the widow Clif ton, daughter to Squire Lee, who lives somewhere tn tliosu parts?' 'Not personally but report says she is such a gay. dashing character, 1 suspect she will lind hersell very much out of place in a sober country town. 1 hear, through my sister, that she is to take possession of her late father s dwelling, which has been fitted up for her nccnmtnoiliiiiiin in quite a princely style. You speak as if you knew her, Madam.1 'Yes, lor I was a great friend to her Grandmother, n fine old lady as ever lived, a thousand times handsomer than Gertrude but very likely yon may not agree with mo. Young eyes see different from old ones.' 'N she ynung ?' asked Edward. Yes, she is scarcely twenty, for she marrird, poor thing, at a very early nge, and win left a widow soon nl'ter. She has need of more di'cretiun than she has now, or ever will have.' 'I 'liould like to sec this cay young witl. ow.'snul Edward, musingly, the vision ol a pair of heavenly bhie eyes that he bad seen stealing solily before linn, 'but it is nol likely that we -linll become acquainted, for my mother anil sii-tor live very retired, and when I am at home 1 devote myself to them 1 It was surprising in what confidential terms be was addressing his new acquain tance, and how entirely he forgot to ask her name and residence, though he had so fi eel v imparled his own. As tho morning air came chill and dewy over the hills, she drew her cloak more clnely round her, pulled down her hood, and seemed drowsy and silent. Edward was not sorry to be left awhile to his own reflect ions. He thought of the mild eyes ol his mother, at that very moment, per haps, turned towards the window anxiously watching his coining, of the more eager anticipations of his only sister, and more than all. he thought upon 'the witching smile that caught his youthful fancy.' He was roused from his reveries by tho sudden i-tnppagn of the t-lage, and he found he was to be separated from Ins ancient friend. Jumping out with much nlncri ly as if he were in attendance on youth and b' auiy. bo resisted her as she descend ed with slow anil difficult slops, nnd open, nig the gate for her to pass, gave her a cordial a'ld respectful farewell. 'I shall nol soon forget you, young gen tleman,' said she holding out her tremulous hand, 'nnd if the lime ever come when I can serve you. you wilt find the aged can remember the kindness nl youth. Resuming his seat, his lliougts winged their wnv towards tho homo he was now rapidly approaching. In two or thrco hours, ho began to distinguish the trees familiar to his boyhood. A little further, a majestic elm stretched its lordly branches over the street, that passed it on either tde, the landmark ol his school day pastimes. 1 lien a white linu-e glimmered through the green foliage that nverMiad owed it, and a moment more, Edwnrd wn in the arms of his mother, with his sifter clinging around his neck. An only son and brother, returned after twelve months abseneo, to beings whoo best affect inns wero garnered in him might reasonably! call forth very warm anil joyous emotions. A shade however pa'scd over their brows, as the saddened glance of Edward rested on the easy chair, where he I ad last beheld that venerable form, with placid brows, crowned with living silver, now laid low in the dust and they all remembered Ihc dead. A year's residence in the heart of a city, would naturally produce some change in a ynung man, as yet only in Hie morning ol manhood, nnd ns Clara's admiring eyes ran over tho face and figure of her brother she blushed at her own rusticity. There was an indese.ribablo something in his air and manner, that told he had been in a region different from her own, and a shadow of awe begnn to steal over tho deep love shu felt for him. Mrs Stanley, whose chasten, ed and pious thoughts wero dwelling on the inner man, rejoiced that his heart re mained uuclnllcd, during his intercourse with the world, for the fountain of filial tenderness was si ill full and gu-hing over. Edward Stanley was poor that is, ho had only Ins own unborn energies to carry him through tho world. Ho had just com pleted his studies as a lawyer, having fin ished his last year with ono of the most distinguished members of tho bar, a friend of his laic lather, who, though he died poor in one sense of tho word, was rich in the good opinions of his lellow-mcn. Edword was resolved it should prove a year of probation, and adhered to ins determination not to suffer even the holiest interests of nature to Kirn him asidu from Ins steadfast coureo. The trial was past ho was ad mitted to tho bar and now felt privileged to rest and refresh himself for a while ol the well springs of the heart. That evening, ns he looker) abroad and saw tho moon, sending down such rills ol light through tho deep tlmdes of the land- seape, ho thought how beautiful Fanny Morton had looked, when she stood a year ago, in the midst of such silver waves and he longed to know how she would look then, stnndingin the solf-snine moonbeams. The wish was easily accomplished for her father's honsu was but a short distance from his own, nnd ho soon found himself near the threshold. The house wns situa ted n little retronling from tho slro'Jl, and the path which led to it was eoft and grassy, lying too in think shallow, so his approach was not perceived. There she stood, al most in the same attitude, leaning against the door, looking upwards with eye so deeply, beautilnlly blue, they seemed to( have borrowed the culor from the nighkj heaven to which their gaze was directejjr Her fair, flaxen Itn ( r glittered in llie inivJn light with a golden lustre, brightly con trasting with the pure whiteness of a hmw, where the serenity of youth and innocence was now softly reposing. 'Fanny !' said Edward emerging from the shadow; and she sprang forward at the well known voice, with a bounding step, and a joyous smile. 'Edward, I am so glad you arc come.' Ilor manner was so frank and affection ate, it relieved him from tho agitation he felt in addressing her. Perhaps he felt a disappointment in meeting her childish ex pression of pleasure, instead ol the deep silence of joy, for it is certain tho romance of his feelings considerably subsided, and he uttered some common place 6oymgs, instead of the high wrought sentiments in which he had been indulging. He had never told Fanny in so many words that he loved her, but they had lived in the almost: dmlv interchange of offices prompted by affection. In absence ho had blended her image with every memory of the past and every hope of the future, and now in her presence, he acknowledged that she was fairer and lovelier than even tho visions his fancy bad drawn. The people of the vil lago seeing Fanny again the constant com panion of Edward and C'ara Stanley, os in former times, prophesied a speedy union. though I hey dwell on the excessive inipru dence of llie match, n? they were both too poor to Urn!; ol marrying, nnd many de clared Funny t-i ho nothing better than a piece of painted wax-work, fit only to be looked nl and admired They were returning ono evening about sunset, from a walk in the woodland. Fan ny was literally covered wi'b garlands, which Edward and Clara had woven, and with her straw hat swinging in her hand, nnd her fair locks unbound, she formed the most picturesque feauturu cf a landscape, then rich in all the glories of summer. They turned aside from the path, for llie trnmpling nf hnriee ferl were be! ini' them 'Look, brother, look !' exclaimed Clara, as n lady, in company with two gentlemen, rode gaily by. She was dressed in green. Ilr long riding dress swfpt far below her fet, nnd waving feathers of the same col our mingled with the folds of a veil thai floated ligbty on the breeze. She turned nnd I nkod earnestly nt Fanny, who, hUi-h ing at her fantastic appenrauce, drew be hind Clarn, wl.cp the veil of the stranger suddenly loosened, and fluttering fell at Edward's feet. Never was a fairer open ing lor gallantry. The lady checked her spirited horse, and bending gracefully for ward, received the veil from the bauds of Edwurd, with a smile and a bow that would have repaid any man for a greater exertion. Her complexion was dark, but richly col oured with the warm hues of excrciso and hea'th; and when she smiled, her eyes were so brilliantly black and iier teeth so glittcringly white, that Clara could talk of nothing else for an hour after she reached home and Edward caught himself won. dering several times, who the lady of the green plumes could bo. 'Yes,' said ho, suddenly, when he saw at night lights gleaming from tho windows of the great white house on the hill 'It must bo Mrs Clifton, the dnshing widow.' And Mrs. Clifton it proved to be, whoso arrivnl caused no slight sensation in this quiet village. Edward and Fanny were quite forgotten in the superior chums of one, who, though among them, was not of i hem. One represented her os proud as Lucifer, sweeping through the streets with her oflicer-ltko cap and feathers, another, as a Lioness, lenping her horse over hedges and walls. Some represented her as dark as an Ethiopian, terrible and grand and others, as beautiful as an angel, and blithe as n wood-nymph. Meanwhile the uncon scious object of these contradictory and most invidious remarks, continued her rides over hill and dale with unwearied activity, and sometimes she appeared in a splendid carnage, with a footman, who was said to be dressed in livery, though ho wore a suit of sober grey. What was (be astonishment of Clara S'nnlov, when she saw one morning tin splendid carriage stop at her own door, and Mrs. Clilion herself descend from it? Clara's next feeling was tleep mortification ; tor both her mother and horolf were dressed in plain calico morning frocks, ami the room was in a statu ot particular dis order, for she was occupied in cutting and arranging worn, onu tier urotiier had cov ered the table with papers he was about to examine. Ob, Edward!' cried Clara, 'if there's not Mrs. Chiton: what shall we do." 'Do,' said ho, laughing and starting up eogoriy v ny osk uer to come m ;' and with on ease and self-pnsseFsion that almost provoked the mortified Clara, ho mot this siartling visitor ut the threshold. oho introduced herself with so much grace and politeness, and fell into convur sal ion so readily and simply, npnhgoziti" for what slio feared might be deemed on intrn sum, mil expressing on earnest wish to become acquainted with neighbors in whoso society she anticipated so much plea-tire, si naturally and eincoruly, that Clara's 'burning ciicckh ucgan to cool, and her con fused senses to bo siifficienlly collected to appreciate sn signal nil honor. Mrs. Ston

ley was too truly refined and well bred to diaro in her daughter's embarrassment. She was tint ashamed of the simplicity of thrir drcs, and she did not look upon the proofs of Clara'si industry and Edward's literature scattered abntit "tho room, os at nh disgraceful, Moreover, elm was very proud ol her son, and thought she had never scon him appear to such advantage n at tins moment, when engaged in ani mated conversation wjth this graceful and charming ladv. Mrs Clilion admired the maiden, the vines that made such fniry lattice Work nroiind tbn winrlmvi. ihn nip 4res that hung upon ihe walls, till every thing arcund her became exalted in Clara's cyef, with charms unknown before. When she rose to depart, she urged Mr-. Stanley so warmly to visit her, and to suffer her t'o ee much of Clara, it was impossible not to b-iheve sho was soliciting a fuvor. She was so lonely sho said the friends who had accompanied her wero returned, and sir? hid nothing but her bonks o,nd harp lor h-r companions. Her harp!, fclora was crazy t hear a harp. The very idea car ried bet at once into the i'tiry laud of ro malice, of Ossian's hcioints and Milton's angels, 'Is she not ihe most charming woman you over saw in your life?' exclaimed Clara the moment she had left thcni.' 'I quite forgot my calico frock and these linen shreds, long beforo tho was gone. Did you eymsee any one so polite nnd conde iscendiB? I wonder how she come to select ui. from all the village, to call upon.' and she smiled at the importance it would give l hem in the eyes of their neighbors. 'I am not so much surprised.' said Mrs. Stanley 'as her father and yours wore on intimate terms, and it is probable she has taken p.iin-s to ascertain Ins friends. She had juit married when Mr. Lee came into the country, and as she went immediately nbrnnd, sho neveftsitcd the place during her father's life. Cfcflyj married very young, and I think I have heard she was not happy in h-r union. She certainly, does not seem inci'ti'-oiabie nt her husband s death.' 'Is she not delightful, brother?1 enntinu ed Cl.ira, in a perfect fever of admiration. 'Did, you ever see such eyes and teeth? and though she is dark, her complexion is so glowing nnd clear, I don't think sho would look as handsome if sho were fairer. I wnnder if she will marry again." 'You wonder nt so many tiling?,' replied Edward. laughing ; 'you must live in a perpetual slate of n-tonishmeut. But 1 do think Clara, that Mrs Clifton is very d lig'i fiil and very charming nnd graceful, am' I hope my dear lutle rustic sitter, will ' to li. I n'f err "rae.n!.' Edward would never have breathed this unfortunate wish, had ho anticipated how faithfully poor Clara would have obeyed Ins injunction. I ho visit was soon refurncd, and if Clara ndrriircd her new friend before, she was now completely fascinated. She 'saw the whi'r rising of her hands upon the harp,' and heard the mellow tunes of a voice tuned to the sweetest modulation of art. The rich furniture, tho t-upcrb curtains, the paintings in massy jriU frames, seemed lo her unaccustomed eve, equal to oriental splendour, and Mrs. Clifton some Eastern enchantress, presiding over the scone, with more than magic power. Edward Stanley was passionately fond of music. He had never heord it in such perfection. But them was a charm in Mrs. Clifton's con versation even superior to her music. It was full ofpirit, sensibility, enthusiasm and refinement. Then its perfect adapted' nets to all around her. Every one talked better with her than with any one else, and felt when they quitted her society, that they hod never been so agreeable before, confessing at the same time, that they hod never met with any one half so pleasing as herself, ohe certainly did flatter a little, that is. she told very pleasant truths, with most bewitching smile, and another thiti", which porhaps was the great secret of her attract ion, sho seemed completely lo forget herself, in her interest for those around her. It is very certain Mrs. Stanley's family thought more of her new neighbor that niirht, than their old ones. Even Edward forgot lo dream of the blue eyes of Fanny Morion. His conscience reproached him for the oblivion, and when he saw the unenvying interest with which she listened to Clara's praises of the dashing widow, as she was called by the villagers, ho admired tho sweetness and simplicity of a character, pure as the tint racked snow. Ho admired, but for the first time he felt a want in this sweet character. He had never discovered before, thai Fanny was deficient in sensi bility. that the shadows of feeling, seldom passed over her celestial countenance. He luund too a dearth of thought and variety in her conversation, of which ho had never been sensible beforo. A pang of folf accusation shot through his heart as ho made these discoveries, and leeling as if he wero guilty of injustice, his attentions became still less frequent and ho tried to restrain his restless and wandering thoughts Clara sat ono morning in a deep reverie 'Mother,' said she, at length, 'do you remember that full crimson damask petti coat, grandmother lefl me, as u memento of old times?" Yes,' answered Mrs. Stanley, surprised at Ihn suddenness of the question 'why do you ask ?' I was thinking it would mako some beautiful window curtoins for our parlor. The sun shines in so warm it is really tin comfortable to sit there, and the reflection of red curtains is very bcautilyiug to the complexion.' 'Ah! Clarn,' cried her brother, 'ynu never discovered how uncomfortable it wus nil you saw Mrs. Clifton's fino curtains Yuu forget tho blinds und the vines and the rose hughes. Pray have more rever onco for dear grandmother's ancient relics.' Clara blushed and was considerably dm. concerted, but nevertheless continued her dreams of improvement. Her latent love for show and splendor began to glimmer forth nnd tu illuminate manv an airv castle. she amupcd herself in building. To imi- tnic nt rs. uinioii wns now the end and aim of her cxUtenco. She practiced her ston. her air, hor smile, before Ihe looking glass, in her own chamber, till from a verv'simnlc and unaffected girl, she becorno conspicu. ously the reverse. Sho strung every win dow with Eolian harps and tried to sing in unsion, when the wild wind swept the chords but t hoy disdained tho harmony of the human voice, and mocked at her efforts. Edward felt quite distressed at an effect so contrary lo his wishes, but ho concealed h'u chagrin under a unod hu mored ridicule, which somewhat checked her progress in the graces. Once, when they were lo accompany Mrs. Clifton in an excursion on horseback, and the lady ar rayed in her suit of forest rrcen. was already waiting their motion, he knew not whether ho was most amused or grieved, lo see Clara descend in a dress of tho same color, in which the imitation was loo obvious and too defective not to border on ihe ridiculous, with a green veil wreathed around the crown of her bonnet, and suf fered to stream back behind, in tho form of a feather or plume. Though the affection of hnr brother would not allow him lo wound her feelings, by making hor fully aworc of the extent of her folly, ond he choc rather gently to lead her back to true simplicity and good sense. Sho did not escape a severer lash from those who envied her the distinction of Mrs. Clifton acquaintance and who revenged themselves on her damask curtains, Elian harps, and new born airs. Her present ambition was to pnssfl 3 a gold chain, an ornament she de&oieu 'indispensable lo the perfection of a lory's dress. She did not aspire to so magnificent a one os wreathed the graceful neck.or' Mrs. Clifton, but she thought she was not perfectly happy with one of lar inferior value surrounding her own. Sho had a long string of large gold beads, a porting gift from her sainted grandmother, an ornament too obsolete for wtar, and which she had often sighed lo convert into modern jewelry. An opportunity occurred. at ttic very moment or all others, she most desired it, Mrs Clifton was to givo a party. Tho day beforo the event, Clara was ex amining her simple wardrobe, trying to decide on the important orticles ot dress, nnd mourning over her slender stock of finery, when n pedlar stopped at the door, witn a t r ii ii ic tilled with jewelry and trin hat.'. IT- siire id thc.n before her admiring eyes, nnd when she hesitated and rtgrcttnd he offered to take any old ornatrents in exchange, holding tip at ihe same time a glittering chain the very article, for which her vitiated fancy was yearning. The temptation was irresistible and unfortu nately the was alone. She flew to the trunk of treat-ores, drew out her grand mother's beads, nnd the pedlar's eyes brightened as he sow Ihe pure, rich, old fashioned gold, knowing their superior value to his own gilded trifles.' 'Will you exchange that chain for these ?' said she in n faltering voice, for in spite of her vain desire, the very act seemed sacri lege lo her cnnt-cience. 'That would not be an even bargain,' ho replied, and it was true for the chain was nothing but brass, thinly washed with gold. Clara hung down her head. In proportion to the difficulty of obtaining the bauble. her longing increased. 'Tint is a vorv pretty little trunk,' cried tho pedlar, 'il wnuld bo verv convenient to hold my jewels. If you will throw that in, wo will strike a bargtin. Now the trunk was not Claia's. It be longed to her brother. It wag tho last keepsake bequeathed to him by this same good grandmolhor, whose legacies of love Clara was converting to purposes of vanity and prtdo. There was a letter in it, direct ed to him, with a clause on the envelope. mat no was not lo open it till ho was of age, wue.? hn should find himself in some emergency, nnd especinlly in need of coun sel. The old lady was supposed to possess considerable properly and it was also be lieved thnt Edward would be her heir. On her death, however, these expectations proved vain and her grandson, did not lion or her memory I he less, because ho was not enriched by her loss. Ho took the letter as a i-acred bequest, wondering much at the singular injunction, and told Clara to keep the trunk for him as it was of no use to him, and sho would preserve ii with moro care. Clara know it was only en trustee to her keeping: and she turned pale at tho thought of betraying n brother's trust; but she repeated lo herself it was of no possible use to him. that ho would probably never enquire for it, and it could not hurt her dear grandmother's feelings, who was sleeping cold beneath tho clods of the valley, It was a thing ton of so lit tie consequence ondj the chain was so beautiful. Sho emptied tho trunk of its contents, gave it hastily into tho pedlar's hands, with the beads which had remained on he grandmother's neck till she died, ond gathering up the chain, felt instead of tho joy of triumph self upbraiding ond shame. Sho would have recalled tho act, but il was ton late the pedlar was gone. So ponr is Ihe gratification of vanity but tho bilter consequences ol a deviation from rectitude she was yet to experience. When arrayed for tho party, sho put a shawl carefully round her neck, before e i made her appearance, to conceal her ill. gotten splendor, but the consciousness of having something lo hide from the aflectum ate eyes that wero bent upon bur, gnvo a disturbed nnd anxious expression to her countenance that did nol escape the obser vation of hor brother; and when she saw I Fanny in tho adorned simplicity of her own ovchness. she nnrii,, i,,,.ii,,.,i ..: sition for which she ciplcs oT right. 'Let mo seo vnu. Clnrn. (nrr , (,.! r aid Mrs Stanley, ond she added smiling impe juu nuvu not irtca to look too well.' Oh DrSV. mother, tnltn enrn '.tin1 . shrinking from llie dreaded hand ttfrTt. touched her shawl, 'it will inrnhln to take it off now. It is only mv nlain muslin frock' nnd hurrying oway, with blushes nnd trepidation, sho felt that her punishment was begun. Arrived at Mrs. Clifion's-sho bocamd till more dissatisfied, when she saw their legant hostess, d rrf.SPrl in tlm almntnl ol. lire, consistent with fashion and taste, with no ornrnamont, but a cluster of rosea, wreathed amidst locks of gypjy blackncsd Him uriHiiiai rcotintinncc. Uer piercing eves rested a moment on tbn henntiful Fanny, then flashed townnla T.,Kt.ni..i i,;ik a very peculiar expression. He understood tncir meaning, and nnt, undefinablc sensa tion of pain and displeasure oppressed him. Mrs. Clifton was too pnlito lo confine hef attentions to those sho most wished to dis tinguish, but moved endeavoring as far os possibfo, lo adapt hor- cnlf In ,l,r.., .: 1 ! .-v.. ... .un iiuiuLiu cupaumuH onu tastes. one uao invited tier fathor's friends, wish ing extremely to make them her own, and to convince them that sho ralued their sympathy and good will. I To be continued. READrNQ. Go into the houses of some of our farmers, and you will soo no newspaper, no periodical of any kind, nnd hardly a book. .4sk such a man to subscribe for a paper, and bo will toll you they have no timo to read ono J IJul who is so constantly employed as to find no leisure for ihe improvement of his mind? Nol tho farmer, certainly, for tho longwintor evenings afford him scvorul hours every day which ho might dovoto to reading. Not tho mechanic, for instances aro frequent whom industrious arlizans havo attained nn emi nence in llio sciences, merely by giving thoif leisure hours lo study. Ono of iho most eminont oriental scholars of tho ago is Professor Lee, of ono of tho Edinburg Universities, and yet all his educa tion was acquired during the moments of leisure which ho found while employed as a journeyman carpenter. The fact is, every man has leisure lo read a nowspapcr, and thoso who plead the want of lime as an excuse for not taking one, aro almost always the least industrious. Eastern Paper. Female Rulers Although Franca i) the only country in which the salique law has ever been rigidly enforced, yet no na. lion has had more femalo rulers than aha has. Without going back further than the beginning of the sixtoenth century, wa find that France, since that timo, has had four female regents, whose powers wer greater than those wielded by the femalo monarchs of England. Tho first of theso was Louise, of Savoy, tho mother of Fran, cis I, who ruled her son's kingdom during his captivity in Italy and Spain. Tho sec ond was Catharine de Medicis, who gov erned France during the reign of her hus band, Henry II, and those of her threo sons, Francies II, Charles IX, and Henry III. I he third was marie dc Medicis, wife of Henrv IV. and who founded tho power of Richelieu. The fourth was Anne, of Aus tria, tho mother of Loois XIV. Women will rulo, wherever they ore, and Ihe salique law, nun most oiicr laws, has proved but a humbug. Tall ical'cinsr.An inrenious Buckove. it is said, has invented an apparatus to bo ntico to the person, which will enable him, with nut ordinary exertion, lo keep pace with a railroad locomotive. It eonininn eliptic springs, and probably the wearer nops over tne ground like a ilea, for tho machine is named a skipper. Again, then, win "The lainft hi cniirli forego, And leap exulting like iho bonndinc roe," On steel eliptical springs at ihe rata of twenty miles on hour The family of Smith's increasing. The wife of a Mr Smith, residing at Deer- , in New Hampshire, lately gave- birth lo fuur children Baltimore Sun. That's right: wo'ro glad to seo Iho Smith's on the rise. If rogues and thieves could only bo prevented from assuming tho name, tho real Smith's would bo tho most respectable portion of community. The 'cutest chop' we ever did see, was a Smith, bill wo hav'nt seen his old familiar face in a long time ; never since we broke our look' ing glass. Adrian U'atchtower. Boston LinEHAr.rrv. Somo noble mind. ed merchants tu Boston have presented tho widow ol Mr. Uurtis, the superintendent of tho Worcester railroad, who was killed on that road a few driv Hinrn. with n sum nf from fifteen to twenty thousand dollars. Cato tho elder, nl Ilia limn ninnv nf ihn Romans had 6tatues erected to their honor, was asked by one, in a kind of wonder, 'Why he had none?' Ho answered, 'Ho had much rather men should ask and won der why he had no statue lhan why he had a statue. The Retoiit not coum-EOUB. 'Dr. Porson,' said a gentleman to tho groat Grecian, with whom he bad been disputing 'Dr. Person, my opinion of you is most contemptible.' Sir, returned the doctor, I never know an opinion of yours that was nol contemptible. Tho English boast that on the dominion of Iho Queen ol great Britain the sun never sets, So may the owner of a coal-pit: There is n man down South who cele brates hie'birlh-day by paying for oil his newspapera. Let's make him president !