Newspaper of Burlington Free Press, July 7, 1843, Page 1

Newspaper of Burlington Free Press dated July 7, 1843 Page 1
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NOT TUB GLORY OP O 21 S 1 II DDT THE WBLPABS OF BOM BURLINGTON, VERMONT, FRIDAY, JULY C, IS43. No. 5 vol. xvir. IIK PHAYElt ON IlUNKEIl Mllil,. nr mrs. l. tt. stnouii?.Er. During tlits battle of Banker's Hill, vcncra t clergyman knelt on the field, with hands up. raised, and gray head un'cdvered, and while the 'bullet! whistled aVotind him, prayed for the sue cess of hit compatriot, and the deliverance of ill country. It was an hour of fear and dread High rose the buttle cry, And round in heavy volumes sprtsd Tha war-cloud to the sky. Twas not, as when in rival strength . ContemtinB nations mret, Or love of conquest madly hurls A monarch from his seat. Tet one was there, unused to tread , Thepathof mortal strife, Wholmt the Savior's flick had fed tleiidc the fount of life. He knelt him where the Mack smoko wreathed, . Hi head was bowM and lure, WhiU for an infant land, he breathed The agony of pmjer. The column red with early morn, , May tower o'er Bunker a height, And proudly tell a race unborn, Their patriot father'e might) but thou, nh patriarch, old and gray, . The rrnphet of the free, Who knelt among the dead that day, What shall fame raise to thee 1 It ia ,iot meet that brass or stone, Which feel the touch of lime. Should keep the record nf a faith That wol.e thy deed sublime; Ve trace it on a tablet fair, Which glows when ants vx pale, A promise: tint thcgiiiid m.'i pia)cr Shall within God prevail. DEA, CARPENTER'S HARD CASE, sr nrt. danici. bisglt. Ediratinn is a crand tliinfj in the wnrld,. It 'does help along amazingly. And the more I see of ignorance the more I ilcsm'sc it. I am going a give an account ol the truuhV and tribulu' ion of Daaron Carpenter, jufl to chow what nu tiir Iv thing ignorance if. Nobody would believe how much it cost linn, both in money and ron arn ol mind, to master a pintle hard won! he found in the newspaper. Uut I must tell 'lit' iitory front beginning to end, and then it vll he 'seeii whether I am a fool nr not. The first beginning nf trouble with Dear .i tarpenter was owing to the loosi-nem of hi hair. What that wa owing tn it - not forme to sav. Ilia Mster Sukey lold him it was old age. Hut t-he is a little gnnd-for-nuthing loan.-, that are Suke. Being a single mm. this Dea. con is kinder tender and touchy about his age, and this is enough to Keep her harping upon ii forever and ever. Let her alone for finding nut "the Doac n's mre toe, if lie ha-- our, and tramp, in upon it iilien as i-bo had a chance. Ilul nobody else rails the Deacon old It is a com. mini thing tn .hear folk say, "how young the Deacon looks !" and widow Green is ready to wear he in tint over five years older than she is, and she i quite a youiig woman considering. My opinou i, tint the Deacon chaws to'i much tobar.ker. But no matter what the reason wa, the Deacon's hair pot Inm-encd at the roots, 'and begun to slip off"; not fast but steady, and at a rate to clear his scalp in lime, ami ir-.avc him as bald as the Prophet Elislin. The Den. con was a good pious man, and as a deacon aught to be. No man hated pride and vanity Vnore than he did. But he thought his hair was pretty. The story goes that he liked to look at it in the looking-glass ; and precious time was spent in combing i.ud greasing, with patent bear's grease, too. Rut he was sung, and no. body etlspcctcd ho had any regards for his outer man at all. You would as soon expect to sec him dancing a jig as making a fuss about his locks and curls. If you go for quantity, you wnnld say the Deacon's head of hair is a ir.n.-t amazing one. It was a full crop, I warrant ye. It lay all over his head in thick flakes, nf a sandy brown color, and his two fir? looked from behind like a pair of cart wheels under a load of hay. Finally, it was a net.t fur ti.e. Evil One. As there was no other nook or cover about the Dearon for ihe Old Boy to lurk in, he had to sneak in there, and make the best of it. But if the Old Harry wanted help to turn the Dearon from the straight path, the women were always at hand. There was argreat pulling of caps Tor the Deacon at bquash burner, whether for true lovcnr houses and land, or greater r,om. forts, is not for me to say. .Besides, litihlah Hornbeam, she that give Mr. Beadle such a kick in his stomach, there was the widow (jreelt and Iwn or three more. But thu widow look the rag off of the bush. By making much of sister Su key, she found out the right handle to take hold of the deacon by, and she made right for his hair, laid violent hands upon i', and with the help of Suke, car icd offa handful, enough tn mike a bird's nest. The Deacon was terrible Vnad, wasn't he 1 and folks said, 'l low foml that are widow Green is of sandy brown hair!" Hern is yaller. But cutting off with scissors or even shears is nothing; it is this regular coming out by roots, constant bidding good by tn old friend one after another, that goes to the heart. It was harder upon the dearon. berause he kept his trouble all to himself. Ho didn't even tell his mother, for fear Suite wrutld gel hold of the story. But that loving MsVer did not leave him long under the weifcfi't of that secret. She noticed that he jicfttched his head of late with only one finger ind despert rareful with that. This was enough, and one day she says to the Deacon, says she, "Eli how old m'un an old bachclorbc when begins tn moult .' 'That are Suke Carpenter U in everlasting torment, and that is the truth. No respect for ih Deacon, though .lie is twice her agp. Throwing'oW bachelors in h's teeh, at all times and seasons, and ritrht afore lb" widow Green 1no. But SuVc bad nn malice, I must sav that for herj all she wanted wa tnspiir up thnDoa. eon tn get married. She hid set her heart up on that and lie was so shv of the women ! Well, about thw lime, when the D"aron was worrying and fretting, and h' hair falling like ihi leaves in the latter end of 0-toh"r, lie tot ej.iwn on Rnurdav evpnlnrr tn rei.l hta ,teiten, pr that had jut come in. Now the d" In, 1 nisnwn wav n reading n nevmper. As be 1 along as usuaii eyeing that chamber winder wsa not up to the now f Hurled. itnnrnveineti'K .utli all h's might. No'hingto bo seen there that have been mad up in the parts of sneerb, 'hut i whito ourUin with a bluo fringe around h wa constantly running again wnrch tin' ifllt. hi could spell hn could not understand. H's' way men w m Cive mem ine rro.liv. When i t . L .. - .1 1 I ... . .1 no me n orn mini lie nnln I sIOl to Iwvrrj'p with i'.bnt just railed it "sundries," and passed nn. Po if he didnl plough deep hn went over Ihe ground and did his stent as quirk a the smartest hand could dn; hut this lime ho found hismatrh. Ho ran foul of a root, Afier er. ling through the pnlitirs and murders, and fires, etc. the nevt th'ng he came to was this; "Infallible rccipt to prevent the hair from fal. Jin? off:" H opener h's pves wider. "Take 2 3 Darts of Ihe best French bramlu ind 1-3 part of s,u,l, ph (sundries) of copper; put them into a quart bottle and shako it till folu'iou takes place. Then rub the head therewith night and morning." 'I'hern is comfort now for a man troubled with a looseness of his hair. Tim Deacon jumped right up on cend, and, sayB he. "I'll put that mess a brewing jjst as quick as I can." The first thing to he got at was a bottle, nnd that was a scarce article in the house. The Deacon steered right up to the kitchen garre'; this had been the save all of the f unity for 40 years', and was chock lull of all old- ami ends. Besides roots and arb, and garden seed') hang, ingfrotn the rafters, thu floor was piled up: with old broken and wn-u out house stuff, farming tools, &c A picro nf almost any thing you can think of was there hut nothing whole. But tli'c Deacon after a good deal of searching, found a good sound bottle nicely e;'orkcd up with a cob. Ho opened it, and found it full of blue vitriol. It was the overplus his mother had, after dying her worsted yarn last year, and as she had nn more use for that nor the hott'e f.he put one ht'o the other and they stowed the snugger. Let old Aunt Becky 'Carpenter alone for contriving. Nothing but blue Vitril,' say's the Deacon, and straight goes he and shakes it all out into the duck pond. Then ho reused the bottle, ar.d scalded it out clean, and then sat down to t-tudy the 'infallible receipt' mice more. Then waB that same stumbling. block in the way, and the Deacon found now that Sundries' would not suit. He must come up to the scratch, nnd tack le with it in good amies'. Well, it was easy enough to spell and pronounce it Sulphate of cnpprr; aid it was clear tlat stood for the name of a thing, hut winch of the things in all this world was ill There the Deacon was hard and fat.. There was no rbw nor sign to find out by. Kyther shape nor color, nor if it grew on the airtlr, or tinder the air: h". The Deacon re-irrlied the dictionary, and it wa'nt there cane why ! It is pnlhceary Lat in, and has no bus'iiers there. Then he put the q'lOftinn sort of sidevvars to Alarm. No ue; aunt R!i'ky know all but everything, hut sulpht.le was beyond her gumption. He had no beticr luck a trying to fit-h it out of li s neigh, hors, underhanded!'. It 'a'cs felling in the iiiud there. The Deacon was fairly nonplussed. Night a'ler night he lay tossing, and tumbling ami thinking, and rous.dcring. There was a way to rotiiu at it, il be coulii mike up Ins hum. I to try it. Air. Iliviis", the stage ilri.c, passed the i ii. r once a ueek, on his way lo 1'ortMiul, ami i ua-! ready to do any sort of arrant w ith the gro it. i est pleasure, pmudmg he was well paid lor his vnuhle. It was only tn tell, liiviin what was wanting, ami it it vm no' n micuming; it u,ib heraize the thing was not tube had. fiut send, ing tn Portland lor that are sulphate was a jump in the hard that tcairt the Deacon. Who could tell the price it would tost ! Tins held him hick lor mine tune ; but teased anil tormented as lie was, he lot all pat chit by ilerecs. and at l.u-l he (jot to be as as he had been tire. Mime. 'I will set Bivins to work,' says he, 'if it coits Inn dollars.' Amliew I" vins has been our stage. driver a number ol years. He is a I lariiin.pcaruin. rattle, headed lellow, but knows winch sulci his bread is buttered. Money don'i slip tlirmiL'h his fn.i gers without a pinch. Driving wasn't all the concern hu had in the line. By hook or by crook he had got to be owner of a guud slice o; the .stuck. The. Deacon knew him well; he had paid him many a mncpencR Inr arratils done in Portland, and says he, 'I shall let him into Ihe secret jest as fur as I choose.' Well, the Deacon got all ready, and the next Tuesday morning, as t-oon as he spied the plage a coming a far upon Saddleback lull, he slips round lolher side of the barn, to lay in wait lor Diviris. and have his talk with him there out of the way of peaking and eyes dropping from the hniii-e. Well, Bivins rotim driving along, slow and easy, looking t-harp ahead, till he got a ghmp.-o through the trees', nf calico at a sarliu chamber window, and he pulled right up. Now's the time,' says he, 'lo give that gal a sample of driving a team.' Then he fell tocracking his whip anil jerking the reins, till he provoked the burses, inio the right humor, and then lie let 'em went ! and llie way they stomped it past the hnusr; w.llj then heads and tail in the air, was enough to scare tolks, the old stage rumbling out the stone, shook the en rlh lo the foundations. The tun passengers inside going dingle dangle, and Air. Bivins atop, selling up straight, with Ins elbows squared, his hat cocked a one side, and his nose tn the wind like a weather cock. And now he lugs out his long tin trumpet, and it was toot, toot, loot, all the way by the btm ami clear out of sight. 'That are Bivins is crazv, I do believe.' says the Deacon as he came out ot his hiding place, 'or eisn were suiiieiliiug about It. in lo bears horses.' He HCiil on; peaking round the corner nf the linur'e, and lo and heboid ! there sot inariin Su. key at her chamber window; a looking so pleas. ed and and sii charming ! u, hoh.' 'flooil mortiiii' Mister Carpenter.' The Detenu gie a grom, and wantctj to know what she was doing there. And she answered and said 'it is iioue of his business.' It is again thu law to put up scarecrows so near the road to scare horses. 'But I thought, Eli, nothing but widows could scare an old bachelor.' The Deacon left the ground, followed by a laugh from Suke that mako all nut. doors ring again. But it was no laughing matter tn the Deacon, Every thing went wrong that day; and caise why ! ho had dreaiiint ol snakes all tiighl, got tip the wrong way in the thorning, and dressed himself without my care. People dif fer about signs, hut the Deacon lias settled one thing. When he happens In put on his stock, ing wrong side outwards again, he moans to lake il right nff end clung'i it, and let other folks do as I hey like. A whole week now for the Dearon to chaw the hitler cud in, his hair falling nil the time and sea tnruig eery where about the liotis-, on flor, chair-', table, and een into his dish. Turn which way ho would, there lay sandy brown hurs, a Muring hnu in ti.e laro like snakos, Hu was down sick at tho sight of Idem. The nevt Tuesday morning the Deacon went and planted hiuell right in the middle of the 1 nened !u have nn passengers and' was loitering ro.'.iti wiiii a cuiigel in Ins hand. Itivius hap 'Whow! Is that you Deacon 1 I swan, I nxu to run over ye. . i . . As the Dearon was the Vicn President of the Temperance Society. Bivins was nearly "oing into fits when told lo get a quart nf tho best brandy money would buy. 'n ! Deacon, you don't say brandy!' Yes, I dn say brandy,' M.t me alone. I shall snort out. Thetrrcat temporizer ! teetotal obstinacy, WeP, (f this u.iii t oeai an. 'Air BiiitiP, don't you bo scairt about mo 'But I am scairl for tho cred.t of tho line. Isn't this a cold water Btagol Horses, driver, passeneers. touch notbiiiT but c.nhi u Hter Hainl I sworn ! and look at the bills. 'To fetch ur carry nothing but cold icater,' in great black letters.' 'Evcept p'nsic in leet'e teeny letters.' 'O, physic.' Air. Bivins looked queer. 'Grca' comfort, aint' it. Sly tra;i behind the floor, and nobody the wiser. Well, Deacon, being it you, I will run the risk any how. Hut look a here. drawing down tho corner of Ins mouth with an (awtul squint,; "paient opeuiiuoc 'No need ol telling stories, Andrew, t aint a going to drink one single drop of it,' I want it to put on my nair, Oh, th it's it exactly. ' To put on to ynur hair. Rubin. ig down with brandy kills the varmint. I'he Deacon then handed him a bit of paper wild sulphate if copper on it, as plain as it could be writ', and went on to charge him for life anil death to get that, without fall; fur have it he must co.t what it would. S. ii, I. oh .stuff sulph sulphat. What sort of trucK is Ihat I' Oh, it's a new invented medicine to keep the hair Iroi'n coining off.' Aint-widow Urccrr, ha, old boyV 'Shaw ' 'Well, well, deacon, no matter. Where is it to be had V ' That's jest what you niust find nut, Bivins, il you have to ransack the whole city. Il's a scarce article, I spose, but you musu't come back without it.' 'We'l, Deacon, this la no nmepenny job, you know-, anil there's two on'em. I suppose you lay uut to do the handsome thing ; but I should like to hnoiv liiiw touch', 'cost what it will,' amount's in, over and above the price Ihe articles will come to. It will take the wcignt oil my mind, you know.' The 'Deacon luulcd out a bright tilver dollar, and held tt up. Give us your hand, Doacnn. Enough said, Vo.i shall have that .ipj bluff, if its above ground.' , The DiMcon then went on to give an arcnunt of all Ins troub'e' and plagues hu! Bivins took n i notice His eyes were rolling all over the linn-.' ami yard, and hiiileb'v they I'ut so'. His f.r-c I'epiln to ni.'.' and curl into all manner"! m in lo and lie pulld up lis collar, and says he. 'Goo I morning, Mis'i Silkcy. 7'ue Deacon turned his head with a start; as if a hornet had stung him behind the car, and there he saw his dear siier, a inarching, like a queen, piil in Ii ind, to the well. 'Slauil by the leaner a miiiit, Oeacnn; says Bivin; and it was one jump tothe trroiitidmer tne bars ami violent hands laid upon the piil. Then Ui!s o!' on! ilnnjnts a.i I -p. in at the well The tirsl pitiful spi.t in the Iray. Then In drawn another, and must rarry it lor her to the kitchen jlaor, bcraize, 'one goo'd thing leads to another.' Bunchy lie gives her a poke in the ribs and she lends bun n w'ipe in the ch ips. I hen In'h lau,;li lit to kill tlieiiuelvc-", ami oil runs Bivin. WeP, gi od bye Deacon. Aliisn'l keep the mail, ye kmiw',' he begun to start his cattle. '.Now; Amiieiv, my lad, will you remember? '."). most undoubtedly. Snkev and rnnnra no sulpher u,,.(rjoipil'ilrt' run on) but I'tegul thu black and white. No mistake.' 'And Air. Bivint.' Ilullo!' 'Keep da rk.' B.vins drawe.l his mouth into n half rh'nnn, blanted his lingers aside his nose', shut one eye and winked the other and drove off. Next Saturday afternoon the Djacon was at his post betimes. As the stage didn't come in sight at tho miuit, he concluded it was turned over and over, and smashed into about forty pie ces. It come at last, though loaded with pas senger, and among the rest there was a face the Deacon had a leetle rather seen somewhere else, jest then. It was a short, skim. milk, face full ol wrinkle, with leetle hucklebury eyes, and belonged to old Peter Weasel my near neighbor. Uncle Peter is a brother temperanrc, and of the real grit. Teetotal to thu bick-bine. L'Miks mortal snur at a rider mill, and the sight ot a chunk bottle makes him crawl all over. He owed the Deacon no good will for thwarting him in try ing to vo e i i Jer and spruce beer. inn they u iu t agree to a Hair upon some pints ol doctrine. Well; B vini arter funiblinz in his box awhile first reached ot.t a lot, wrapped up snug in brown paper, and I ben a bottle, looking dreadful sly al tin; ti n-1, an 1 as he nauds it over to the Deacon, Ii.. twitches all on one side of li s lace into a wink and rays he 'patcilt opcdildoc' Willi this, Uncle Peter pokes out his head, and says be, 'Why, Deacon Carpenter', whit upon airlh are vo i ngmng to d i with that !' llors.'.pbysic;, says ihe Dearon. ('rack went Bivm's whip, ju"t in time'. The Dsacon dro v a long breath, ami went into the house, where the women folks weie laying in wait I'or Says au it B-'cky. says she, 'I ifj wonder what Eli has gut now Irom Portland.' 'II irse.plwse ,' siys the Djacon. the women tn.isl always see and feel nf every thing for iheuiselves. The bottle though pissed free, becauee they couldn't get the ruTk, but the brown piper was soon laid open on Ihe table. 'What is this ere?' says aunt Beckv. 'G less three limes,' says tho Deacun looking dreadfully cunning. Aunt Becky put on her specs, and looked and smelt and touched her tongue tu it, and says she, 'It's blue vilrilX' ' on ha.-d lor yel Alarim, this time. T.'iis is what tc; call thu sulphate nf c -ppor,' 'It is nn such a thing, Eli. Il's blue vitril, and nutbitig else.' The Deaciin now began to feel rather streak, cd. Alarm never said sai tain what she didn't &nusirtain and tha rotten stuff looked so exact, ly hku the same he haM thrown into llie. duck pond. Mb, E'i Carpenter: vou triust net un airlir in ilu iivirwng lo ca'cli ui j a n ippiii;. Sukey, go up in tho kitchen garret and letch Hie that hu'. tie. It stands undiir the shelf of broken crock, ury, right between the old churn and Hit broken le i kettle. You must crawl under the old nh. plulab'e, and mind you don't thrttw down the hot I on i 03 j chair, that stands fur thu fdurth lei': ami ' 'Never mind. Alarm : I knock under.' thn Deacon, 'Ob, hn,' says aunt Becky. 'Guns Ihreetimet. In ! I gues uuxt time you want blue vitril, you tvill come and ask inu beloro you snnd vour uion. oy all Ihe way to Portland. I've got enuu"li tu pii'i'i hi i me nurses in inu male ol Maino. I lie Ditacon thought the least said the soon est mended, as things, and he saw the evil our in Soke's eye. So he gathers uiihis'lnrse physic, anil was marching olras stiff as a ghost, hutjubt as ho opened the d nr the sasy jade ups and puts her band on his s'loulder, and -a) she, 'Eli, ho-ep dark!' The Deacon went out, slamming the door behind hiiti, jot as h ird as he con il slain it. Without losing a minit, ho went right nfTto call Bivins to account, Androw met him hall way, coming In get his money, and hu bail story to tell that soon blopped tho Deacon's mouth. fetch a job as ho had to aim no more than oiio single dollar 1 From the time he landed in tho cily till hn started hack..he had done noth. ing hut hunt for Ihat are stuff. Ho had been al, over town, and enquired of everybody, and w luck, till ho cairio to a barber's shnp, whore there wa a uiaii settilig in the chair, a I lather ed up tn the eyes. As snon as he heard BivinV question, ho spit the suds away from his mouth, at'd, avs he, 'WImi's that you want, Bivins 1' Well, now,, if tint aint Dr. .Westbrook.! Wvp, I couldn't see ye forsdapV , , I handed him a paper", and he took and read it, and, says he, 'ivhat fool ii this',, that's been fobbing off his Latin upon you; Bivins? Go right up there to the sign of the mortar and isk for a pound of blue vitro); and you'll get wh it you want.' nm, Doctor, ' ,Go long you fool, and do as I tell ye'. And when you meet another ass that pokes hit lam ing at you, hit him a rap nvcr the head.' , 'And now Deacon, I should like to know what you meant by fobbing ofT ynur Latin Upon me, and sending mo chasing all over the world for blue vitrol, tint can be had anywhere.'" Well, the Dacnu has got Ihe genuine sul phate al last ; but Fence it turns nut to be noth. ing but blue vitrol, he Ins no faith in it. He says nnt a mite shall goon his head till he hears the opinion of Bivins' doctor. He has no mind to have his scalp tanned and curried all at once. But this is nothing now. The Dearon would give all the hair nn his head to save hischarac. ter. The upshot of the matter is, he is in a quandary. Peter Waazel talks louder and louder every day. He put" the screws to Bivins as often is he can catch him, and the more lie he gets out of him, the harder ho holds on lo his superstition. He Ihreitetied to bring the matter before the society anj from there it will go to the church. And 'e ml the Deacon will do I can't tell. If he can make a straight clear story out of it, he will do more than I ran. And this aint all. Between you and I, mat. tors and things have gone great lengths be tween him and widow Green. Aly wife knows ill iibdiit it, and she Ihinks jumping over the broom. stick ought to follow soon; and for this lireo Sundiy forenoon I have gone to meetin -artin sure each lime tint I should hear Almira

Green and K Carpenter break the windows, and not a wind inun the minister yet. Hero is ano'her snarl fur the Deaton toontwist, I guess. Lady's Bonkfir May. TtIIH LA .11 12 PIG f Prom the 'Rover' copied from a foreign miscellsnj . Mrs. M'Crie, Charles Mallhews' old Scotch l.nly, wits simplicity itself, and her lie.irt overflown! with the wannest affections iil'liuni in nature. Air, Josiali Flinverileiv, of Al inrhester, had occasion to visit Edin burgh, tint iVee-slone village which Scots men call ii iiietniiolii, silualeil ;i mile or two from Leilh, .1 sou-port town on the liver r,.ni, II.. I .... I ,. i. (,,. ,,i i,,,.,: i the Itev. Dr. and Airs. Al'Cue, ami was re ceived l ilieni wtili nil the IV ink nnd cour teous kindness of their disposition. One .Sunday, after having nttoinleil divine servicii in the doctor's church, ho relumed with his liospiiabbi friends to their residence. A nice, hot, tasty, hut frugal dinner, whs quickly pi iced upon the table. ' Oooil folk hunger after tliu word,' ob served thu old lady, pulling ;t haddock of fourteen inches lung, wild nn ocean of oys ters and liulter. nn Jnsiah's plain ; " iind'l.i' n willy wiitight of tint Alihiga ii'sgusiy and p'riesnine j our guid man was dry in the ptil pit, iind yo Inin as guid right to be dry out ul' it hem ! Excuse nie; doctor Lord, sir, ye arc fillltlg your Hands'.' Mr. Josiali was devoted admirer rii"llie f,,r Ei.r 'tnrl cntil .lttt ljn (ullittl itl ;,.',i,t and wrinkled face niel his gaz", fail to re- I i.i. . i , , , 1 1 menu er mat imce urn siinm rnei-K was tiyeu with the hue. of the rose, and the ryes cast a lustre which would have, maddened nn an chorite. Hu therefore, nut of devotion to what was past, :i!h ami drank as directed of what was present. After having in this fash ion labored with u vigor and industry which wool I have done credit lu an Irish laborer deepening llie Thames, or a student nfSlin kounlee i-itliiig ut i iuiiprelieniling thu last number of tint Kdiiiliurch Review, hit was constrained, from tthsolutii want of local ca pacity, In givu over ' to cease lo labour, to dig, and to delve,' in a horrid brute, of the binl species, which must have been cousin gentian to tint p'ongiiins of the Falkland Is lands. ' The 'lither leg, Mr. Jjisiah t'owderjew ?' 5)11 Ihe doctor. 'Thn 'lither leg, doctor! Al ty 1 perish if mm joint of the whole car case liiii itioved ihe flutier of ii goal's wing,' answered J ni ih. ' Ye are owor genty with llie beast, Air, riiiwilerdevv,' observed llie uld lady. ' 0 iclor, mark vo that, and abuse niii' m m's glide mime; Itive it sir rivt; ii.' ' Il is lengli il is, (iffi verily,' saiJ llm doc tor, as his eye-toot snapped in it struggle witli a tendon, which would have, held Ins majesty's yacht in H hurrimne. 1 And Idnth snnin forhyt',' observed Mrs. M'Criej ' hiit il's wring to sport ivn' a human creature's distresses. Na, na, Mr. Josiali, ye np.edna look sait wao like. Possession, liuo doubt, is nine points nl Ihn law ; hut tho rightlul owner ol that yellow stump is lung syne eatliereil id Ins lorliears. Ul a truth,!! would bu :in iiwl'u' moment gin he cam to vindicate his am.' .Mr, Flowerdew shuddered, and for rea sons ihat can very well be understood, agreed most lieanilv with his hostess. ' But as I'm in that land of thu living!' continued Mrs. M'Ci'ie, 'uurtaiipy has a'thegether neg lected ihe sxllaliuli; 'i'heru it stands, in the prulti iif its beaiitv, in tho aumry. Surely I inlliTii carried mvsell: , Doctor, whenev- I'ryo'u gun by thu liiiuruiid five liiiintles, I'm clean dune for ;iny m iir usu thai day I can llmdiiaeihing.' Neither can I, Airs; M- Crie,' observed Mr. Jniah,' answered (he old lailv : ' ii" I had minded h' I've hevd right, I woiild liy ibis time have been de mented. Right, niV dear,' replied the doc- lor. thu femalu is th weaker vessel n cracked pitcher, as a man niay say; and in tin way fit to be the repository ,or the won ders of airl and science.' .Tnd yni,' re torli'd Mrs. M'Crio, somewhat piqued ill the observation, thorn dro some airl, df ilio whilk yn are us ignorant at a dea!d dog la ving thu coiiinriilion,' 1 Ami in what, may I hu pcrmitlnd lo ask?' answered the. doctor, willi much solemnity. 'In what T Ye see, Mr. L'lurlinw,' hu added, ' I in nao wiso es chew thn inquiry.' No, then, gudeman,' exclaimed iho old lady rxultirigly, 1 1 hae vou nuwjin Iho hip that u umi taveui excusn the expression, Mr. Josiali : w are plain folk.' ' Madam,' answered Mr. Flow ordow, makn no apology. Tho recollec tions nre delighlful. Ihavuihany warm em 1 1 races of llie kind. But pray, madam, don'i let us lose the advantage of knowing in what manner of lore you transcend tho doctor. Pray ho so condescending.' ' Nay, kind sir,' said the old lady, il's a joke of my own, but as it is connected with that very sylla bub that our lass has set before you.'l shall ask the doctor again. Ye that ken the throe wonderful tilings in the world, yea the four wonderful things nnd strange, how mak yp the syllabub ?' ' I tak the lass,' 1 Whisht, doctor ; gin ye begin that gate,' interrupted the old lady, ' I maun bu llio expounder of the text myself. So ye sue, Mr. Flower dew ' But before the secret is disclosed, we must inform our readers lliat there is a certain jug or pipkin.df.earthenware used In various culi nary nnd detergent purpose's In Scotland, called a ' pig,' and which, from llie tenacious kind of earth ( liiaiiij of which it is composed, goes by tlin distinctive name of a ' lame pig j n tilensil of which, fifty years ago, to have been ignorant, would have been a confession of stiiilific.ilioii as great as if you thought that the Red sen was. rubicund. ' So, sir, continued Mrs. M Cri.', ' when I wanl to make a syllabub it's, grand for a cold, nr a knitting in the throat ' 'Madam!' ' Yes, it's nae doubt of healing virtues,' observed the doctor ' medicinal in all mat ters tlmracicnl, if I may use the expression ; nnd, Mr. Flowerdew, il has the advantage of being divertive and jocund in llio swallow. Sir, I hold in utter execration your sennas and globaras; the latter are, of a early, au abomination beforo thu Lord. I mice had a dose thereof gin I live to the age of Aielhu saluni, the day will he lo me liku yestreen : they took a good forty minutes to chow, my inside was ciirniiirriitg like duos in a docket. It was most special unsavory, Mr. Sour-spe-v.' ' So,' continued the old lady, after an Im patient pause ; ' I send lo llie market and our Bell brings me a tame pig.' ' But why a lame pigP ' Why a lame pig, sir what way no? Sir; naeiliing but u Iamu pig will answer the purpose.' ' I cry you mercy, good lady.' ' So our Hell brings me a lame pig. I nye tell our lass (she. has been wi' us llicsn thirteen years, rums Martimus ; she is the O of her grandlallier, as the dortor says, w hen he is facetious,) lo pick tile but a clean ane.' ' Very right,' said Mr. Josiali. 1 But I'm afraid you would have lillle choice in ihat re pert.' ' Yo aro wrang, Mr. Cowprsew,' said the doctor, ' they liie weel waslicd outside and 1 Oh, doctor, no joking, this is a serious matter.' 1 Na ; (here's no joking,' observed the old lady. 4 They aro weel scraped wi' ii heather ringe. ' 1 A what, madam V , A nivefu' o' heather; wi' the whilk you r-et even lu the iriost extreme corner of the concern.' 4 No doubt, madam, if you are permitted.' 4 Permitted, Mr. Josiali! and gin I buy a iig, may 1 no do what I cliuse wi' it ? nr wi' ony itber face of clay for which I gave ready cuinzie T Ye have, sir, great 'charac ter in England for cleanliness, and I am sure, lliat Mrs. Flowerdew never has a pig in her aught but shn washes il inside and out, ui clean as tint driven snaw,' 4 Nay in that,' said Mr. Flowerdew, ' I cm assuro you you aro mistaken. Before the pigs reach us 4 Weel, weel ; itber folk do if, and that is llio same thing. So, when Bell come hame, I says, hand me down the can with the vir gin honey, and I drap twa dessert spoonfuls into the pig's mouth ' 1 Into its mouth, madam f 4 Ay, to ho sure, sir ; where would you have it put 1 a pig's mouth was na gin tn il for naething or jelly ill do as weel. Na, I've tried your large bergumnt preserved pear ; bm whiles the pig's deck is no thai wide to admit ii pear nf tliat size, and it's fashions squeezing it in.' , 4 No douhl, niadani anil dangerous.' 4 Yes, gin llio neck break ; but when ye mell and meddle wi' pigs, yemauii mind ye dual wi' slippery pear.' 4 Very true, madam !' 4 Weel, then, our lass carries the pig to llio cow, and there she gently milks a pint rind a half of warm milk in upon the honey or jelly or pear, as ii may he.' 4 into the pig, madam V ' Ay, iutd ilto mouth o't. Surely that's nae kiltie matter. ' ' Now, madam, as I am an ordinary sin ner, that is an operation that would puzzle all Lancaster. , Into its mouth !' 4 Weel, I'm astonished al.yoii sir ; is there ony mystery or sorcery in Bell hauling a pig wi' the tae hand, and milking a cow with the lither?' 4 1 really; madam, in my innoccne of heart, thought that ihn pig might have run ' 4 Hun o'ort Nau duiihl ; so wild it gin yn filled it o'er AT. So hame comes the pig' 4 Ofitself, madam! 1 Sir ! Lord, sir, you speak as if the pig could walk !' ' I beg yon a thousand pardons, madam ; I truly forgot tho milk and jelly. It would ho pxlraordinary if it could.' 4 Very sir. So the lass brings mo my lame P'S-'i . .. . . 4 Ah, that's another reason. Well, may I bo drawn tn a thread if I, coulii divine why you .preferred a lame pig.' 4 Yu needna gang lo lloiiin to Inarn that ; a lame is aye fendiost. So I begin to steer and steer the milk and jelly.' 4 Steer and steer, nladam !' 4 Ay mix ' woel up thegViher. 4 And may I enireat lo know with what you stir it V 4 Wi' a spoon to b sore ; ye wadoa hao mo do it wi mv fingers?' 4 God forbid, madam ! I would use. if heaven aver employed inn in tha manner you mention, a tpoon with a most respectable I lone handle.' I It'a better of length, certainly, sir. Nae thing can escape you, then ! Weel, the next thing we do is this, to gently put tho pig before the fire to simmer.' 4 To simmer !' 1 Yes, sir; and there it stands nr it reeks again. But you mtist not lei it gel o'er htl ; it would burn the milk.' 4 And the pig; tno, madam.' ' Uh ! that's naethinc. We dinna fash ourselves ,wi' the Hie1. What wero they made fort' 4 Why, truly, rhadam, I though, until this day, ihat I knew sorilblhing of their history ; but I dud t have been wofully ignorant.' 4 Wo ennna reach nerfertiiiii ut nnm. our glide marl says (wha hy-the-hy, is and nas ueeu mis uau nutir, as sound as a top.) And so, after the pig Ills simmered, yo in wi' tho spoon again,' 4 Again madam 1' 4 ly.sir ; ye wadnalide it all in a mess at the bottom V 4 Far from it madam ; as far as possible.' 4 So ycinaungic it another stir or twa, un til it sings'.' 4 Sings, madam 1 And does llie pig nuke no other nuise during all this operation V 4 Scat re any other, gin it's a good pig ; hut all depends on that. I've seen a lame pig that before the heat had touched its sides a matter of fiye minutes, mould have ganc oil" in a crack',' 4 1. don't wonder at that; in the least ma dam.' 4 You would wonder; if your English pigs had half the valuo of the Scotch.' ' Possibly, madam,' ' Of a verity,4 continued Mrs. M'Crie, 4 there was a pig played mo anco u insist mischancy trick. Yu see, I expected a par ty of our presbytery lo doiincr.and I had sent our Bell out for thu maisl capacious pig she could grip; and I had poured in the quan tam $uff, as the mediciners say, of bet mil!, on the gooseberries (I was makiiip a nriisei and a4 wentweel ; but when I thuught il was done lo a hair, out lap a bet aizle ; our Bell (the hizxv !) SlirillK? to the tin' sf.Ie the nh. gaed the lither a' wac ruined.4 ' And tliu poor pig--what became of it?' 4 Puir, Indued ! It iiasna worth thn mind ing t ils head was dung in, and it gat a sunt1 Ir iclurc on the side : hut as il was lino. ny in its color, and geniy in its mak, Bell syned it otH in clean water, then riihhe.l it up wi' a duster; and clapped it on llie, she f in uie Kitcnen, wiiere it lies lo litis bjessed day, in peace and quiet, as may say. In my opinion, sir, tliu pig hadna lieJn right made.' 4 Not right made, madam I4 , ' Niit right made, sir. You look surpri sed. Think you ony body can mako a pig?' Ter fiom il, madam.' 4 1 1 would suri-ly fatdi you and me, I'rii jit lousing, Mr. Jusiah Flowerdew:4 4 Admitted, madam, admitted. But. mv dear Mrs". M'Crie. I have hist ami other thing lo ask". Yuii have told me (hero Josliua cave a shudder I IOW till, nitlL' nml li'onuy gets in1. Now, madam, may. I bo al lowed to ask, how you get the syllabub out! 4 How we get it out Lord, sir, vou.sur prist; mn ! Just the way we put it in. How would you get it out 1 Sure there's rlae magic in that !' 4 Nay, nladam; I don't pretend to venture upon any speculations otrtho point. There aro niany reasons, no doubt, why the pig would easier let it nut than in n,l l am quite willing to preler tho mouth. But, af ier n is out, pray, madam; who eats the svl- Iniutli t .1 . J - ......... .-7-ui, ju, iimudiii, uo you also cat the pig t 4 Ha, ha ! that's gude. Lord sir, the pig's as hard as a staue ! 4 Ged, madam, you are right ; I had for got thu frviuir. But as lo ihe mill- n.l or the bergamot pear, after iho pig's, fur wnose loiesuues are iney devoted r Sir?4 4 Pray, madam.who devours that V point ing with his fincer to iho horrid nniinn l.o- fore him. 4 You, sir, if you will do me that honor.4 4 Me, madam ! Me! Good night, ma dam. Pray don't waken the doctor. I am pailicularly engaged. Nay, rriadam, not a morsel I wuiild as soon bolt a barbecued toad; or mouth a curried ht dge-ling( I do eiilreai you lu keep it for the next presbyte ry. If ther reseriihlo our clergy in the south, they are more familiar willi pigs than I am. Well, well !' Mr. Flowerdew . w --- . ld III HII4 U .exclaim, as he, in a manner, tumbled down, in has'e, Irom lop 10 the bottom of the itair, 4 1 have often hraril ihat ilw Ai-md, dirly ; but, by all the stripes in a yard of giugiiaiu, iney were oorn uartianan !' 4 Mr. Doursmw !' eiclairried. the doctor, awakening. 4 Where are ybu ? Here's my ifu with thu svllabub Vhere are you, Mr. Moorskrew.?4 4 I'm off!' answered Mr. .Incinl, nn.l U is said by his friends, that during a long life. of SOlile Set'Rlltv veart nn nnpcin.ini, ..a. .1,1 i r r ' j,--.-, .... wuiu induce him ever again to visit Edinburgh. i no lame pig,- ne wouio mutter to himseir, Tliu iellv and lint milk I Ifi-ai-im .nu from such a calamity !' O signifies iiandchiM. ETIQUETTE. The tis St" lite word 41 Present " in thp superscription 'of letters, has been explained to mean lliat the recipient of.i teller is in the same cily, town or village wit,h lite wriler. A correspondent of the Boston Courier gives another explanation and A better uiie thus : In legal instruments wo constantly find this strange form of expression 44 Know all men by liete presents: " 44 To all persons lo whom these jiietnti shall come," &,c. a liiomtcr ia Cnglisli grammar, every, where except with the legal profession. But this English cipressioil lias arisen from a barba rous and inexact translation of the old Latin lorm ofsiieji instruments Sciant oinnes per has protsentei Uteres, &r. tie. Latin word litcras being entirely omitted in the trash- ion, and prceientes being rendered by the English plural.prrienj a word which seee to he neither substantive nor adjuciive, ac cording to tho geural Mod of annlyiing our language. Now it is tn ba observed, that the legal in strument alluded to. were in the form of lei Ur or epittUt ; tnd the true rendering ef the Latin formula above, eheuk have bweu, " To all men to whom this present letter shall come " 44 Know nil men by this pre'' sent letter," not Utters, for that is a barba rous literal rendering of the Latin 'plural ?i lira; which word, in that language, mm; bo in the plural when used to signify a letter or epistle. Now the use or irle word present, in the address of a common teller', is derived froni this same source. We know, Irom ancient original letters, (of which I have specinicnr before me of 1697, and other elates;) that ii was formerly the practice, in llie superscrip tion of ii letter; to add; after the name of tli person addressed, the words these present and sometimes in a more abridged furm, simple These that is, (in full,) Theseprt sent letters, according lo the ancient formula. I have now before me an oiiginal official let ter, from an officer of this state; the addreai of which is in this form To tho Selectmen of . These present. An'dtlie'r original letter, now before rnej (from Governor Stoughton, in 1G97, is di reeled thus : On his Ma'tys service To Major John Higginsoo These. A letter lo llie Mayor would, accordingly, have been addressed, 44 To ihe Mayor of Boston, These present" That this was the origin of the custom there can bo no doubt. By degrees, howev er, the furcc of th? wltole expression being no longer understood and felt, nnd become old fashioned while the word present had some apparent applicability the original expres sion has been shortened down to that word alone. But as tliu lib aye now is to omit the antiquated fiirin, and merely to name tho tok'n, (wiiere correspondents reside in dilTer ont towns,) we ought b atialoVy, when they live in the sunu towh, to nn nn; the street or square; withodt tho old word Present. HYDKOPllOBIA. The National Intelligencer remarks that thu following paragraph corroborates th views of a physician of Louisiana as to his method of preventing hydrophobia. The paragraph says t "New ros Hyrnoruom. Dr. Ifrller, of the 'loyal AciuViuy of Medicine, , Pari', lately com uiuniciifi to his society that in Greece it is a prac tice tu observe the tunzucs of those peraoni uhuhave lecn bitten by cuss, because at ihe end nf civht or nine day there appear on each aide of the tongnr, and near Ihe upper part, pustules, called hjssts by the (.rck-. These pustules contain the whole rabid miller, and immediately tb"V sre cut out and the wuunds caulcrizcd hydrophobia will be prevented." The facts stated in this paragraph tally exactly with a very full and interesting slate", tnent luany years ago by a Russian gentlerrian of great intelligence and high' standing; in respect to the mode of treating persons bitten by rabid dogs, in the pastoral district of Ukraine. Tliu gentleman to whom wo refer was Mr. Alexander Ensinphievp, for many years Russian Consul at Boston. The substance 'of his statement was that when among the shepherds of the district mentioned any one was bitten by ii mad dog it was the uniform practice lb watch daily and-carefully for the appearance of the pustules under the tongue, which always appeared in due time as the first specific consequence of the virus cum municated by the bile. As soon as they came to a head they wero lanced, and the mouth was thoroughly washed, or rinsed, ta prevent the virus from being agaiti taken in to the system. This washing, or rinsing, was done with a decotion of the yellow broom, which was al so used for several days both as a gargle and a drink. This treatment, it was alleged; was universally and confidently relied on as perfectly effectual, when carefully and faith fully observed, as a perfect preventive of the disease ef hydrophobia, which never makes its appearance, according to the statement, until after the pustules, when neglected, have bhiken and the virus has been again taken dp by the absorbents, after which only do t lid terrible spasms of tlie throat and the horror of water come upon the patient ; and then he is past cure. To strengthen the confidence which he claimed fur Ids account of this dread malady: its characteristic devclopemcrii; progress and treatment, Mr. Eustaphieve added that he was himself a native of the- Ukraine, where his father lived and practised medicine as regularly bred physician, and ho made his statement froth his own personal knowledge of the facts embraced in it, and from the practice of hii Tatlicrin such cases. Tho statement was, as we well rreollcet; very generally circulated in the newspapers of this country, many years ago. The last republication ot it, so tar as we now remem ber, was in 1830 or 1831, or thereabouts; and though we hao not seen it since, yet the impression we took of it was so strong lliat wo feel conf.dent tvo have given its main points accurately: lite statement referred to by the Nation- al Intelligencer as having been made by a N. Orleans physician, was published in our pa per at lull length, nn friday tliu 10th nist, On recdrring lo il wo sec thai it refms lo ii lecture on this interesting subject, delivered in Paris as long ago as 1S20, by Marecliilti; a physician of high standing. "Vt now re ' it . .1.... at. t- ... . i ! . . iuuci! ma, int. cusiapiimve, in ins state ment, mentions the same physician, as hav ing obtained the materials of ids lecture in Russia, and that hu refers lp tho stmo prae tico mentioned by himself. Tuz American is too hard unon the eeremxn of kissing the Ladies which was performed by President Tyler at se'voral places during his re. tcni mutruN, it siriscs un tuai il young uxro. tels do not object id being kit-red 'before folk' by a widower of 5(1, no one eh-e bus any right to demur. John Jones's nisliprnri inquiry wheth. er they kissed the nun or the office will of course, nuke some of them feel rather qualmish, but they must remember that it is John, and that .tupidity is a way he hsr. Our neighbor slmuli 'let the girls alone,' dcrpite the PtceideoVe bad exaople-vTV-tiuiw. There,, arrived at St. Louir, during the. week eliding on the 10th instant, upwards of aixiy steamboats; and at many depejled. J The river was in fine navigable ordcx, ri trade tk very hti.tJa!ivit 4.- ei.