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hundred dollars every sixty days. Can you
TO CORRESPONDENTS. do it? Far.-I can get Mr.--for endorser, and I
We tender thanks to C. and also to L. for can raise the hundred dollars for every pay
their favors this week, and hope they will bement but the first,
come regular correspondents. Mer.--Then borrow a hundred dollars more
We have a number of articles on hand which than you want, and let it lie in the bank : you will loose only one dollar interest. But mind
are under consideration-among them are -in order to get along, you must spend noth “ The Harp," " P.” ing-buy nothing : make a box to hold all the money you get, as a sacred deposit.
Married, He departed. The note was discounted and the payment punctually made. In some
Io Southborough, by Rev. Mr. Parker, Mr. thing more than two years he came again in
Samuel Bannister, of this town, to Miss Susan to the store of the merchant and exclaimed, || Taylor, of Southborough. "I am a free man--I don't owe any man ten
In Salem, on the 27th inst. by the Rev. Mr. dollars—but look at me."--He was embrown- || Cleaveland, Mr. Samuel Henderson, to Miss
Frances Brown. ed with labor, and his clothes, from head to foot, were a tissue of darns and patches. " My 16th inst. by the Rev. Mr. Chesley, Doct. O.
At Clifton, Brunswick county, (Va) on the wife looks worse than I do." " So you have cleared your farm," said the merchant.-
H. Blood, to Miss D. W. Blake, daughter of “Yes," answered he," and now I know how to
the late Hon. Francis Blake, both of this town. get another.?
In Chester, N. H Mr Simon Brown, junior Thus, good advice, well improved, rescued
Editor of the Hingham Gazette, to Miss Ana a family from poverty, and put them in pos
Caroline French, daughter of Hon. Daniel F. session of a competency, which we believe they yet live to enjoy. Thus may any one re
Died, trieve a falling fortune, if he will.
In Lewisham, near the city of London, on using the same amount of self denial, and the 2d of March last, James Jackson, Esq. formaking as great exertions to the way to merly of Coston, aged 93. heaven, we may secure an “inheritance incor. In Northborough, 13th inst. Miss Persis Earuptable, undefiled that fadeth not away ger, daughter of Mr. Oliver Eager, aged 33.
Advocate. On the 18th, Lieut, Abraham Munroe, aged
91 years. Mr. Munroe was one of the few
survivors of those who bore an active part in SUMMARY.
the old French War. He was al Halifax, iu FIRE IN NEW YORK.-- The Bowery Theathe regiment of Maj. Rogers, of Londonderry, tre was entirely consumed on Monday even
N. H. in the year 1757, and at the taking of ing last. The fire originated in a Livery Sta- || In the time of the revolutionary war he came
Ticonderoga under General Amherst, in 1759. ble near the Theatre, and is supposed to have to this town where he has ever since remained been set on fire by design--the alarm was give in the capacity of lon-keeper, sustaining the en about half past 6 o'clock, just before the
character of an upright and useful citized, play was to have commenced. $60,000 is said | Brown, aged 71.
In Lunenburg, Olive Browo, wife of Peter to be insured on the Theatre.
POETRY. TaE LEGENDARY.--The first number, or rather volume, of this work, is just published by Mr. S. G. Goodrich, Boston. A few copies
INTEMPERANCE, for sale by Dorr & Howland, Worcester.
66 As the multitude of sad groups did but dis
tract me, I took a single captive." NEW POST ROUTE.- A mail route has been
I stopp'd to take the picture, recently established between Boston and Hol. The primal curse had almost pass'd it by ; den. It passes tbrough the village of Feltons- | Or rather, Industry's reclaiming hand ville in the north part of Marlboro', where Si
Had chang'd the desert to a fruitful field. las Felton is post Master, Berlin, Jonathan D. || Nature, her favors ready to bestow Merriam, Post Master, Boylston, Eli B. Lamp- || On those who seek them, with a liberal hand, son, Post Master, and West Boylston to Hol Scattered her blessings. Here the rising hills, den.
Whitening with flocks and herds, the val. Mrs. WARE has offered, for the best Tale leys there, which may be presented for the “Bower of || Teeming with golden harvests, to his heart Taste," on or before the 15th of June, a volume Who called them all his own, gave promise of approved American Poetry, splendidly bound and lettered with the name, or signature of the Of a rich competence of earthly good. successful writer.
Health smiling sat upon his open brow,
FOR THE TALISMAN.
(FROM THE BOSTON STATESMAN.] WHATS THE MATTER ? WHY
THE MATTER. EDGAR_"My cue is villainous melancholy, with a sigh like Tom o’ Bedlam."-Lear. You may talk of the " Sorrows of Werter,"
And the “ devils" of Jean Rousseau ; You may tell of the man that suffer'd thus,
And the maid that suffer'd " so"But the sorrows I'm going to tell you of,
Are sadder things than these, And Job’s- but there's no comparison
Were moonshine to a cheese.
That spoke a peace of mind which blasted
health And meagre poverly, alike, know not. But 'twas not here alone his treasures were;Round the domestic hearth a smiling train Look'd up to him, the husband, father, friend; And, as he met the warm embrace of love, Each food affection seem'd to centre there. I look'd again.-But ah, how changed the
scene! Where bloom'd the rose, the thorn now ran
kled high, Order her fight had taken ; and his cup, With joy so lately fill’d, now overflow'd With sorrow's bitterest dregs : for in the midst Of all the blessings Providence bestows, Intemperance came, and soon bis serpent eye Upon him fasten'd with a dreadful gaze. In vain his victim fluttered round awhile, And seem'd at times inclined to break the
charm; For still in nearer circles he approached, Until the monster prey'd upon his heart. And first lite's luxuries he sacrificed Upon the demon's allar. One by one Then disappeared his flocks and herds ; yet
still, Insatiate as the grave, the nionster cried Give, give; till all that lends to life its charm Had disappeared, -oor was it yet enough. I looked upon his children ; once his pride, His hope, and all a father's heart could wish; Now destitute, forsaken, and the scorn of a cold world, which misery here forsakes, Have no ipheritance but want and wo,No patrimony but a father's shame. One feature more the picture dark completes ; I saw his wife-his first, his only love, Whom he had vow'd to cherish and sustain, Whose warm affections,ardent love, were his ; I saw her drooping, like the gentle rose, When some cold frost bath stripp'd its beauty
down, On the invidious room nipp'd its bud, The rose of health, so late upon her cheek, Had turn’d to deadly pale. Now,as she thought Upon her little ones, despair, and want, And shame, and misery, star'd her in the face. She could have follow'd him she once had lov'd (She lov'd him still; for there's in woman's
heart A fount, the which prosperity's bright sun, Nor yet adversity's chill blast dries up,) Down to the grave, and something felt resign'd To the sore chastening of her Makers rod : But, to see him thus,--degraded, fallen, Lost now to happiness, to hope, to heaven, It was too much. I saw the bitter tear Steal down her cheek. 'Twas from a broken
heart. I would have spoke her comfort ; but her grief Refused that last sad comfort of despair, The soothing balm of sympathy's warm tear. I turned away; and, as I left the spot, I paid the silent tribute of a tear To suffering virtue, love, and trust, abused.
I'm living, you see, in the country
It's nothing to you-the why ;
It's nothing to you, how bigh.
And a fraction of a glass ;
And my name—but let that pass.
It's mostly veal, just now;
And the tea-kettle is a cow.
My merry quill and I ;
That would make you laugh" to die." (I'll come to my sorrows presently.)
I rise when the robin sings, I have a slut of a country girl,
Who looks to my bed and things;
To emphasize withal,
With the leave of the stone wall.
But when I'm out, the slut goes in,
And she makes my bed—'tis trueBut she does some other things beside
That I would'nt have her do.
Or meddled with a straw-
And stuffs them in the draw!
I write upon a slate, to save
My paper, ink, and pen ;
Make it Chateaux in Espagne,"
A blessed dream was gone!
It had a sonnet op!
Bedevil me like Rousseau--
Who fibish'd her Werter so
Sit all day on a stone--
Just let my things alone!
ing coal of our temporary gunner, was accomTHE ICE SHIP.
plished. We were however surprised, before
this feat was performed, at the proportional FROM AN OLD SEA-CAPTAIN'S MANUSCRIPT.
rapidity with which we came up with the It was in the early part of my life, when I stranger-he seemed under shorter sail than was placed in that 'shuttlecock situation of ourselves, and when we arrived within hail, Cabin boy, thereby being the thing on board we observed that some of his sails were very ship which any and every one had a legitimate | indifferently handed, and with what few were right to kick, that our vessel was engaged in a set, he was lying to every piece of rigging voyage in that worst of wintry seas, the Baltic. as high as the fore yard was swelled to an The difficulty of obtaining a cargo, had delay enormous bulk by ice, and exhibited every ed our return uptil the season had advanced so prismatic color as it quivered in the moonbeam. far as to create peril from the ice, as well as The hull of the ship seemed to be encumbered from tempest. The suffering from cold I weli with quadruple the quantity of ice that loaded remember, though perhaps my young blood | us and the ship resembled throughout, that and the collective and disjunctive kicks and ship of glass which now decks my mantlepiece. cuffs aforesaid, served to make its endurance One individual stood at the helm with a chap. to me less than that of others--but young as I eau that might have been of the shaggy fur of was, my watch on deck came over oiten for some animal--but it now bristled in points, my somniferous faculties, and the curtailed like a chrystal hedgehog--our vessel was now limits of a monkey jacket kep: me dancing along side and within a few yards of her, with and kicking to prevent the freezing effect of our maintopsail aback--and our mate with his the cold spray. Sometimes in the moonlight bull voice hailed what ship is that ?!--The would be discovered the tall iceberg, moving helmsman seemed deaf, and made no reply, with the majesty of death along the moaning and the crew (what were on deck) appeared deep, like some giant surveying the domain not to understand the lingo of our mate. He of his empire--again another, and almost level again bawled in French-no answer--then with the wave, but extending as far beneath with a few English damos, in Dutch, Spanish as the other above its surface, would dash and Portuguese--but all to no purpose-lhe into foam the billow as it rolled again upon its || helmsinan of the stranger seemed too intense glittering side-an accumulating rock, the on his own buisness, to regard such petty incontact with which was instant destruction. terruption. The mate went below to report, The severity of the weather was fast approx. and a long consultation was held, wherein the imating our ship into a miniature resemblance officers of the ship conversed in under tones, of these Leviathans—the shrouds, gathering and the sailors turned their quids and looked size each hour from the dashings of the sea, alternately at the stranger and at each other ; our decks loaded with an unprofitable cargo as for me I thought the silence of the stranger of ice, and our bows presenting, instead of the to be uncivil, and was anxious to hear the sharp angle of the fast sailor, the broad visage command to fill maintopsail,' and to run away of a pugnaceous ram, fronted for the contest. from a clime where I met with nothing but
It was on one of these moonlight evenings, cross words, hard duty, and cold fingers. At during the severest intensity of the cold, that last our mate appeared, and ordered the boat we made (in sailor phrase) a ship a-head. || heisted out-and never did I witness a comFrom a wish to ascertain the truth of his reck- mand on board that ship, so lazily and reluctoning, or from some other motive with which || antly obeyed-but in spite of delay, the thing he did not see fit to entrust so important a per was to be done, and our second mate, a real sonage as myself, our captain was desirous of dare-devil, was ordered to take a crew and speaking her and knowing the heaviness of board the stranger who now was very near us-his own sailing, he ordered a signal gun to be in the crew tardily creeped, and as I was lookfired, which after much hammering upon the ing and wondering, being in the second mate's tompions of our guns, and sundry scrapings way, he tumbled me neck and heels into the around our solitary piece of iron ordnance, to boat, and we were ordered to pull away; in say nothing of the quivering hand and expir- || a short time we were at the side of the ship,
and rowed for the shrouds, where a sailor was At the after part of the cabin sat the Capstanding, apparently watching us--I was or tain with his arms folded ; before him, pen, dered to throw a rope to him, which I did with ink and paper, a thick fur cap on his head, great precision and actually hit the fellow on and as the light shone full on his countenance, his head--but still he would not nor did not there was the most searful look from him cast take it, and I was d-d by the second mate for upon us that I ever witnessed. Years have a lubberly fellow, with a superarogatory punch since passed, but the remembrance is as with the oar's end on my shoulder-again we though the event were but yesterday, it has rowed up and the second mate tried his skill visited me in my dreams. The appearance of with the same and no better success and I his glaring eyes and distorted features were have doubt he would have complimented the. too much for our superstitious crewboorish sailor in the same manner, if he had a
“ Back rolled the tide." similar proximity--a third time the boat was
I was thrown down in the turmoil, and no more alongside, and the officer with some difficulty | notice taken of my situation than of my frozmade the warp fast around the enormous shroud
en brethren on deck-they ran over me like a and stepped on board followed by the crew
flock of sheep. The second mate paused a who shrunk to his rear. Among the last I
moment, ascertained that the object of their clambered over the slippery side, and with due caution made a stand in the centre of the group the collar and dragged me on deck, doubtless
fear had long ceased to existand took me by who were listening to the colloquy which had
anxious to prevent his boat's crew from leavcommenced on the part of our second officer. I shall not attempt to give the precise lan- ing him sole officer of the stranger in the ex
tremity of their fright. He found them stowguage which he held towards the helmsman
ed away under the thwarts of the boat, pitched of the strange ship, but it was not the most
me in like a dead mackerel, and ordered them civil, or such as is heard often in a lady's
to cast off and pull for our own ship-great adrawing room. The amount of it was "sailor's | lacrity was shewn in this manoeuvre, and a few jaw” for not answering a hail, and for not
moments brought us back, just as the moon taking the warp, and concluded by requesting to know his latitude and longitude, and how thing wore the appearance of an approaching
was hiding herself behind a cloud and every certain capes bore from their ships—to all of l gale. Sails were handed with the utmost deswhich no reply was made, when I was called | patch, the decks cleared and things in order, upon for a lantern, which I had taken from
as the gale struck us. Egyptian darkness the boat, and had snugly stowed away under
succeeded, and we were driven at ten knots my jacket, keeping both light and heat to my
under bare poles. Ever and anon(the sailors self-a thing by no means difficult, as the asserted) they could perceive the strange ves. moonlight rendered its absence unobserved.- sel carrying sail under fury of the tempest, and The second mate received it, and weat aft to maintaining her position on our weather quarobserve the countenance of the dumb gentle-ter-and could at intervals hear her roaring man of the helm. In his way he stumbled
after us as she ploughed through the billows. over one man, whom he thought was either
Death for hours stared us in the face, and his drunk or asleep, but finally held the lamp to features never have been forgotten by me. the face of the steersman, which was a shapeless lump of ice. The helm was lashed, bis itude, on beautiful moonlight evenings, we
At sundry times afterwards, during this lathand upon it, his feet fixed at some depth in
could dimly inguish the Ice Ships, steering the ice, and he himself frozen stiff in his up- || in our wake, glittering in all the pride of awful right position.—Near bim were several of the crew in horizontal and various attitudes, frora
pomp, apparently pursuing the same course
with us though her sails were trimmed as if whom lite had long since fled. The horror of lying to. Such a phenomenon was always the the scene struck a panic among our boat's || prelude of a gale—it become with us a habit crew, and they did not wait for orders to make
to reef whenever her tall form towered beneath the best of their way towards the boat. The officer turned round with the countenance of
a moonlight sky.
In but one other voyage have I seen her, a true sailor sang froid, wherein there was not
and then it was in the warm climate of the la. a particle of alarm and ordered them to follow
dian Ocean many years since ; it was on the him below. The fear of his enormous fist in- evening before we were wrecked. But sucduced all the rest, and much more especially Il cessful exertion at last secured me from situamyselt, to obey the order, and we proceeded | tions wherein I might see her, and I now can to the labor of removing the companion way. In the mean time I ventured to look at my wish all my brother sailors never to meet in
at my own fireside tell over past perils, and friend at the shrouds who would not catch
any latitude with a full view of the Ice Ship. the rope, for which I was punished by a sound
[Gloucester Telegraph.] ICHABOD. blow on the shoulder-be was frozen stiff with his arms around the rigging. Not being fond of the spectacle, I kept close to the heels of
THE RUNAWAY MARRIAGE. the second mate as he descended the gangway " Whose house is that with white-capped --in fact we all went, "en masse," each be- chimneys, black-sashed windows, and a nice ing very careful to stick close to his neighbor."little martin-box just an epitome of the State
House? It either belongs to a rich man with hair is no concern of yours, that I know of,” snug ideas of an establishment, or to some replied the furious beldame. Human nature thriving carpenter. A man never built a house is certainly strangely perverse, in some cases. so well, unless it were for himself, or for mon Had it not been for this uncivil answer, the
young man would probably never again have “ You have guessed right. It belongs to a thought of Susan Cromwell, aud her beautiful young carpenter, who has one of the most ca- || hair ; but now the thought just flitted through pable, genteel wives in the world. In a quick || his mind, how delightsully provoking it would perception of beauty, and faculty for tasteful be, if he could get up an interest in the heart arrangement, she is a trifle above him ; but in of this harshly treated daughter. There seemmind and character, she is his equal—'tis a ed, however, little prospect of his obtaining simple and natural superiority, never disturb- | opportunity; for Susan was kept more closeing the harmony of happiness.--Her father was ly imprisoned than ever,-and lest her hair an odd, ill-tempered man, who grew immense- | should again attract attention, her father tied ly rich by the sale of flour, and lost it all in her hands behind her, while her mother shavthe payment of penalties incurred by his knav ed it close to her head. ery. His wife was a coarse, ignorant woman A year passed, and Mr. Blanchard saw Suand a termagant. Never was there a more
san only once and that at her chamber winsingular instance of superfluity of wealth unit- || dow. At the end of that time there was a ed with the most utter ignorance of its use. school established, about a quarter of a mile Mirrors and chandeliers glittered in the parlor, || from their dwelling, in which lace work was while the family ate with their domestics from | Laught. Old Mrs. Cromwell had, as she exone common dish on the kitchen table; and pressed herself, long “hankered arter a white artists were paid twice the value of their por worked wail ;" but it was contrary to all her traits by people who requested to be taken in
ideas of economy to give the price usually aska blue attitude. That their little daughter | ed at the stores. It was, therefore, agreed Susan should have been gentle tempered is not that Susan should attend long enough to work surprising, for the poor child had been fright. | such an one as her mother desired. ened into meekness; but why the scion of such a stock should have been fair and graceful, it
To avoid danger, she was never allowed to
leave home until ten minutes before the school is aifficult to say. Yet so it was--and the prettiness and timidity of the little creature at
commenced, a written account of the time tracted the attention of a maternal uncle, | her instructress, and the horse-whip faithful.
she arrived was once a week demanded from who being a childless widower, fostered her with a care of kindness to which she had been || ly administered, was the sure consequence of totally unused. When she was fourteen years
a tardy return to her father's dwelling. How old, her uncle died, leaving her a fortune of || managed to see her, to inquire into the hard
with all these restrictions, young Blanchard eight thousand dollars, to be paid on her wedding day. About this time her father was dis- / ships of her forlorn condition, and to offer her covered in several knavish practices, and be
his protection, is a mystery ; but love is more gan to tremble for his ill gotten wealth.
noted than the Yankees for patient inventions Worse than he dreaded came upon him;
and never yet was known to be at a loss to ef
fect his purposes. and the fortune of his littie daughter seemed all that could save him from utter poverty:
It was one bright Saturday in June--the Destitute as these parents were of natural af- || appointed time of Susan's return had long e. fection, it is not strange that they should re lapsed--and she was not seen in her homeward solve to sacrifice the happiness of their child path. The horse-whip was prepared, and the to their own selfish views. Lest her eight loving parents sat "nursing their wrath to thousand should attract admirers, the poor keep it warm,” for a full hour. Still no Sugirl was shut up in a chamber, and forbidden san appeared! A domestic sent to the school to read any books, for fear they should fill her house returned with the tidings that she had head full of romantic notions. Fate, howev
not been there. “ The jade has run away,” er, will sometimes over-rule the nicest calcu. Il exclaimed the mother: and forth the father lations of man.
Susan had a fine head of soft sallied to wreak his vengeance on something. glossy brown hair, which she took much pleas- His inquiries were all fruitless, for so far did ure in arranging neatly. When she was a
Yankee goodness of heart overcome their natbout fifteen years of age, it chanced she one ural proneness to communicativeness, that no day left her comb in the parlor, and returned
one would tell the truth though half the vil. in haste to ind it, with her hair falling almost | lage knew that Blanchard's chaise had been to her feet, like an ample drapery of Persian standing at the school house door, waiting for silk. Young Mr. Blanchard, the best carpen
Susan's arrival, -and that before the alarm ter in our village, happened to be there, mend
was given, they were in all human probability ing a door which Mr. Cromwell had broken in 1 husband and wife ! one of his fits of rage ; he glanced at the blush At last, one old gossip, who prided herself ing girl, as she darted out of the room, and by upon being the first to tell the news, placed way of flattering the mother, observed, “ your her arms a kimbo, and looking up in his face daughter has beautiful hair ma'am." “Her" with the most provoking air of exultation, ex