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sharpening plough; the next great desidera ber of limbs affected with the fire,blighi, some tum in Agriculture will be to bave self mov of them were more than three feet in length, he ing ploughs, so that a farmer may be able to separated the limbs from the parent tree so start his plough in the morning in the field he close to the body as to take a piece of the desires to have ploughed, and busy himself a bark from the trunk, then carefully split the bout any other work on his farm during the || limbs from end to end keeping the split as day, or sit in the shade and smoke his pipe near the centre of the limb as possible, and wbile his work is doing.

most of the length in the pith ; he then exam

ined minutely and thoroughly the two parts of South America, Brazil and Buenos Ayres.- the limb thus prepared with a good microAn unnecessary long protracted, feeble and scope, (its magnifying power ten degress,) inefficient war seems merely to exist between and was not able to discover the slightest these two Sophomeric political nations, the trace of any perforation made by any bug or result will be nothing but national and per- insect in any part of the pieces. In order to be sunal hatred.-Traveller,

more sure, he again divided the pieces into equal sections longitudinally, and subjected

the fresh sides thus exposed to the test of the We are sorry to learn that a serious misun- | microscope, and still no appearance of the derstanding has arisen between the principals work of any insect could be discovered. of this respectable institution and a portion of the pupils, which has resulted in an open rupture, and the withdrawal of nearly one third

Married, of the scholars.-Merc. Adv.

In Southborough, by the Rev. Mr. Parker, Mr. Willard Amsden to Miss Susan Flags,

both of Southborough. The Corner Stone of the Church about to be erected by the Unitarian Society in this

Died, town, will, we learn, be laid at 4 o'clock on

In Westminster, July 26, Harriet Williams, Monday next. The exercises will consist of only child of Rev. Charles Hudson, aged 1

an address by the Rev. A. Hill, and prayer by year. I the Rev. Dr. Bancroft.

In Templeton, Friday, August 1, Samuel Cutting, Esq. Counsellor at Law, aged 46.

Drowned.--lo Warren Pond, in the north Two summers since a disease appeared a

part of Dudley, on the 17th inst. Theola Hall, mong our fruit trees, spreading with rapidity, Charlton. He had been out on the pond fish

aged 9 years, son of widow Thomas Hall, of and from the appearance the limbs assumed || ing, and was on his return across the pond after the attack, it was called the fire bligh:. | home. His body was not found until SaturSome persons insisted that the rapid decay of day, about 5 o'clock P. M. after the most dilithe branches of otherwise apparently healthy | gent search of about 20 or 30 persons, during

most part of the time. trees, was in consequence of their being gir In Cambridgeport, Aug. 4, Mrs. Mary Dra1. dled by a small bug which eat its way in the per, wife of Simeon Draper, Esq. of Brookfield, sap-wood nearly or quite round the limb, that aged 58 years. Also, in Brookfield, Aug. 2d,

Miss Betsey Draper, their daughter, aged 39. this bug was not more than one tenth of an

In Hubbardston, on the 18th ult. of coninch in length, and sundry other particulars. sumption, Mr. Stephen Frost, aged 58.

Others insisted that it was a new disease In Oxford, July 17, George, son of Calvin Er and probably arose from a change of the sap,

and Rebecca Hall, aged 3 years. =effected by the powerful rays of the summer

So fades the lovely blooming flower,

Cut down and withered in an hour. sun operating upon an unusually luxuriant

In Andover, Mr. Enoch Parker, aged 75. growth of new wood, that it became sour or Tits qualities materially changed. Newspa EASTERN DELICACY.-A Hindoo of high

per communications appeared, and the writers cast would consider it an insult, if a person on both sides remained satisfied of the correct

not immediately connected with the family ness of their different theories.

were to make any inquiries respecting his fer

male relatives. Such questions are regarded, The writer of this, in order to satisfy him- Il by the jealous Asiatics, as both impertinent self, took particular pains to examine a num. and indelicate.


I know the bright, the Heaven-illumined way,

And I would follow where thy footsteps lead, FOR THE TALISMAN.

But earth's enchantments--natures long delay, Amid the gloom that shrouds this mortal life,

Still lead me wandering, or my flight imAnd all its sad propensity and strife,

pede. Some cheering rays dart on the fainting soul

O Father! if thy will has so decreed, To calm its passions, and its fears control;

Break these vile chains that hold my soul Some ling'ring beams of sweet primeval joy,

from Thee!
That no infernal malice can destroy ;
And while they guide our roving footsteps here, | That I, with spirits pure, in union sweet,
Conduct us to a brighter, happier sphere.

May know, and love Thee, through eternity.
Among those gems of pure celestial light,
The star of friendship shines divinely bright;

THE MOTHER. Her magic power can make our sorrows cease, “Nay! youthful mother, do not fly, And soothe the tumults of our breasts to peace.

Though pleasures lure and flattery court thee; Her gentle aid can check each rising sigh, Sooth thy sick infant's mourning cry, And wipe the trembling tear-drop from the eye. And wake the smile that must transport thee. If once bereft of her enliv’ping smile, What joy could charm us and our pain beguile? || Life has no charm, so deep, so dear, If doomed to tread alone the dreary way,

As that soft tie thou blindly leavestIu vain would nature cheer the smiling day,

No love so constant, and sincere, In vain ber brilliant beauties meet our sight,

As that which fills the heart thou griepest. Without some friend to share the pure delight. In all the bloom of beauty's pride, Or if, surrounded with the world's gay throng In all ambition's vainest splendor, And all the joys which to that world belong, Ne'er was thy woman's heart supplied Il fate forbid that we should ever greet

With bliss so pure, with joy so tender. A kindred heart-our woe would be complete.

Can'st thou forsake that joy so soon?

Can'st thou forget the lips which blest thee, Friendship, 'tis not thy pleasing name alone, || When bending o'er this precious boon, But 'tis thy latent powers we wish our own. The Father wept, while he caressed thee. And what is friendship ? not a sudden fire

Is it for gauds of dress, and dance, That will a moment warm and then expire ;

Thou can'st renounce a claim so holy, But constant, bright, and calm, the light she

To win the warm insulting glance,

And woo the praise of idle folly ?
Leaves an unfading impress where it spreads ;
Nor time, nor distance can the marks erase, Then go !--a fair, but fragile flower;
For purity and virtue guard the place.

A dazzling, heartless, careless beauty,
Friendship is heightened when its sacred flame To risk thy fame-to lose thy power-
To heav'nly love is joined, a nobler name; That power which dwells alone with duty.
When hearts whose thoughts in the same chan-

Go! and thy bosom's lord offend, nel flow, Can with seraphic love and ardor glow;

Consign thy suff'ring babe to sorrowAnd know the tie that binds their souls so fast,

Death, the kind nurse, its woes will end-Centres in God, and will forever last.

Thy boy shall grace his arms to-morrow." L.

THE SWEETS OF INIQUITY.-A celebrated Lawyer of Boston, once concluded an eloquent

harangue to a jury against a prisoner, with FOR THE TALISMAN.

“ He bared his arm gentlemen-he bared his Friend of my heart, lamented and belov'd, arm to Heaven, and--stole the sugar.” Of what bright sphere art thou the happy

guest ? Has thy bless'd soul, from mortal cares remov'd,

Railway.-A petition for a railway signed In Abram's bosom found its home, and rest? || by thirty-six sugar bakers, of London, each of

whom is worth 100,0001. was presented to the Yes, pure celestial spirit, thou art blest,

house of Commons at the present session. And, all thy cares, and all thy sorrows o'er, From life's rough voyage sweetly dost thou


Published every other Saturday morning, by In safer climes and on a happier shore.

DORR & HOWLAND, Worcester, (Mass.) at $1

a year, payable in advance. And shall I then, in bitterness, deplor e

Agents paying five dollars will be entiThe hour which broke thy fettering chain

tled to receive six copies.

Letters, intended for THE TALISMAN, And gave thy spirit seraph-wings to soar,

must be post paid to insure attention. Where it will shine--a star of endless day. GRIFFIN AND MORRILL...,PRINTERS.

of clay,

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into a thousand pieces, and waiting until my

imagination became somewhat cooler, I penFOR THE TALISMAN.

ned a few lines, the first and last that escaped CDNCLUDED FROM OUR LAST.

destruction. " He relapsed from his position, FEBRUARY ADVENTURES. and taking a mutilated wallet from his pockIt has been confidently affirmed by some peo

et, he handed from it a bit of paper.” “There

they are, " said he," they have lain twenty ple, that no person was ever carried to the ne

five years plus ultra of human folly, that of writing poe.

this wallet, and you are the first try, until driven to it for the purpose of spin

person that ever cast eyes upon them, and ning little ditties “made to his mistress'

will probably be the last.” “And of what age

eyebrows." I cannot judge as to the correctness

were you when they were written?" I interof this assertion, but I am fully convinced | rogated with a demure phiz.“ Eighteen winthat it will not prove correct vice versa ; that

ters only had I seen, but what is your motive is, that being in love will not always consti

in wishing to know that?" "I only felt an intute a poet. In my younger days, it was not

clination sir, to find the sum total of twentythe established custom for every boy who could

five and eighteen, that's all.”

" Ah, you're hold a goose quill, although his head would

a rogue,” said he with a smile, and taking a not reach the dinner table, to be throwing out

segar, he proceeded to enjoy the luxury of it, his simple cogitations, in measured lines, be

while I perused the following address, fore the public. A poet was considered as

TO JULIA, much of a curiosity as a white native of Abyssinia, but alas, they flock upon us like the lo

Julia the renovated earth custs of Egypt. Still I am a friend to some

Is bursting out in gladness, of them. I have always been an admirer of

And nature wakes, in notes of mirth, poetry, it seems so nearly allied to the feelings,

From winter's sleep of sadness. - the passions, the very pulses of my heart; and,

The hills are echoing with the voice, entre nous Clarence, during those days of

The vallies sing, -and all rejoicewhich I have been speaking, I often found

The humming brooks, from fetters free, myself indulging in a reverie of poetical en

Unite to aid the jubilee. thusiasm ; but, as often, when the spirit had subsided, did I discard the offspring of my

How changed the landscape, the young Year

Is putting on her vernal dresses, brain, and commit them to the merciless element.

And softly murmuring, we hear One evening in May I was sitting at my

The zephyrs playing through her tresses.

How calmly on her placid brows window to enjoy the balıny softness of a re

The azure heaven is resting now; freshing air. The unsullied brightness of a beautiful moon

How bright, how beautiful, how sweet was playing in the sky of spring, and a thousand stars were lighting

The roses spring beneath her feet. their little lamps to bear her company. The And thou’rt like her, life's joyous spring odour of the new-born rose was on the wing. Is shining brightly o’er thee, ed air, and I heard the soft, but tremulous And happiness is whispering notes of music, touched lightly by the fingers Her dreams of peace before thee. of Julia, upon her sweet-toned piano, starting, I look upon that spotless browwavering and dying away in melody, upon the 'Tis pure as heaven's unfallen snow ; breeze. If any thing can cherish a poetical

No blighted hopes, in chill despair, imagination, it is a scene like this. To me, a Have stamped their sable signet there. lover, it was poetry in itself. I could read whole volumes in the scene before me, and

Thou’rt born into a world of cares, seizing a pen, I endeavored to transcribe a por The resting-place of sorrow; tion of it, but after a tedious tearing of brains, I He, who to-day is happy, shares was completely nonplussed to find that, had I His lot of woe to-morrow. published them, the most illiterate pedestrian But thou'rt young, and hast not seen would throw them from his fardel. I tore them The shadows of this changing scene ;

Its bright side only meets the eye,

I have discovered that woman has been enWhere grief has left its dye.

dowed with the same faculties as man, that

she possesses reason and sense as plentifully as Julia, this spring shall fade away,

he, and that she has a judgment fully compeAnd summer come with flowers ;

tent to an accurate discrimination between solBut many a sunny summer day

id sense and flippant folly." Is interspersed with showers.

Here he ended, but my story is not finished. And such is life, showers thickly rise There has resided in our village, not from time To cast a gloom o'er azure skies,

immemorial, but from time beyond my memoAnd when our happiest hours appear, ry, several females of a dubious and uncertain A gathering storm is lurking near.

age. Although a mystery hangs over the

truth, yet we may safely say, that But yet, I would that thou might'st go Through life with skies unclouded,

66 To be candid they are past eighteen, Thy bliss unharmed by storms of woe,

Perhaps past twenty.
Thy sun of peace, ne'er shrouded.

But this matters not. They have ever been Yes, it were happiness to me,

distinguished for their politeness and urbanity To view, on life's tempestuous sea,

abroad, and moreover for their neatness at One bark that ne'er had furled a sail

home. To me, they have always appeared as Before affliction's rending gale.

a perfect microcosm, each one a little world of " Well sir," he continued, after I had read herself, yet destitute of one property essentialthem, “ when completed, I discovered to my ly necessary to all order in the universe that sorrow that they were imbued more with the

property, the discovery of which has rendered spirit of philosophizing morality, than of fic. a Newton immortal, the power of attraction. kle passion, and partook of a greater degree of It is universally known that man, in his sober reflection, than of giddy thought. Un- | presumption, has endeavored to "correct old der such circumstances, I did not venture to time and regulate the sun," and in doing this forward them to my fair Dolabella. I now en has given to stated years the addition of antirely surrendered the idea of ever becoming a other day. It is also known that there are poet, for the simple reason that I believed the certain privileges and immunities granted to strain in which it run would not please the a particular class of people upon that extra fastidious taste of a criticising public. A few day. weeks subsequent to the above event, as I was The morning of the twenty-ninth of Februaslowly walking at noonday, beneath a sbad- ry came, as other mornings come ; it changed owy line of spreading elms, an acquaintance || not the aspect of business in our village, it was came up to me with a countenance that de not noticed more particularly than previous picted sober sensations. After exchanging ci- mornings. The sun rose as formerly, the wind vilities,”? 6 Well sir,” said he, “Miss Dolabella blew the same, man was still subject to pahas gone." “ Indeed, left town sir ? 'tis news ture's changes, could withstand the cold no to me."

“A departure of greater moment better, could parry the strokes of worldly sorthan that, especially to yourself; the bands row no more effectually. 'Twas mid-day, the are published between Solomon Dunlap and mail had arrived and departed. I walked inDolabella, sir, good bye.” “ How," exclaim. to the office, but one who invariably met me ed I, " is it possible that she has given her with a friendly grasp was not there. His place hand to that homespun jackanapes? - Tis

was vacant, and something ominous was in the actually true," said he and passed away, leav- l circumstance. I left the place with an accel. ing me to my own reflections. Had I seen the lerated step, and hastened to the spot in which moon falling it would have given me no more he was generally to be found. Upon entering, of a shock. I crossed my arms, leaned upon what should strike the eye but poor Nathaniel my cane, and stood rivetted to the ground in wrapped in a profound reverie, withdrawn enparalytical phrenss, for half an hour. 'Tis tirely from all outward scenes, and dreaming, true, Solomon was a man of unspotted char- | perchance, upon the halo of bliss that was hovacter, of stern integrity, superior talents andering around the days of futurity. He sat resound judgment.

In a word his character was clining in his chair, with his head thrown contained in his christian name. Yet I could back and eyes firmly fixed upon the ceiling. not imagine how a young lady should admire One hand was thrust into his pocket, while one who seemed so unversed in etiquette and the other grasped an epistle, bearing.the sugallantry, and a person too without a fortune. Il perscription of “Nathaniel Charles Emberton, But sir, I had not seen so much of the world Esq." Upon entering, I noticed his unusual as I have now. From this time, I passed along appearance, and in the impulse of the moment through a series of years, continually harras- hastily exclaimed “ Nat!"

" Pshaw now," sed by circumstances of a similar nature to said he with eyes still elevated and immoveathe foregoing, the recital of which would be | ble, " that is an uncouth manner of speaking uninteresting. Suffice it to say, that as I have for you.” I walked to the table at the oppopassed through more mature years, secluded | site side of which he sat, and with a profound myself in a great measure from the airy world, | bow uttered “Mr. Emberton." " Ay my love, and studied the varied characters of mankind, l) that is more appropriate ; what would you my

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love?" I began to be alarmed, “my love," foster-father of vice, and he that is desirous of such an expression had never escaped his lips living a life of happiness and virtue, should fly before, in my presence.

" He is surely in a

from habits of indolence as from contagion.trance;" said I, and being frightened, I step- Contentment is felicity, says the philosopher, ped around the table and seizing bis arm, gave and none are contented who are idle, and wbo it an unmerciful shaking. “What would you suffer their energies to waste in dissipated and my love !" again escaped his lips. Clapping | licentious pursuits. He that, from a desire to a hand upon each side of his head, and giving the enjoyment of his natural propensities, sufit a hasty horizontal motion to and fro, he was fers his feelings and his affections to be consoon aroused from his stupor. “ Ah Clarence, stantly actuated upon by satiety and change, good morning," and the letter was crushed in can never be happy. It is as necessary for stantaneously, with a hundred folds into his the attainment of domestic felicity, to point pocket. “I

did not perceive that you entered, || all our desires and affectionate wishes to the a very fine day, take a seat," and various sim- l partner of our bosoms, as it is for the attainilar expressions were uttered, to counterbal ment of wealth, to be full of industry and perance his embarrassment. The sequel is draw severence. The moment a married man iming nigh. Dolly Dellville, taking advantage bibes and gives way to a disposition of going of the privilege to which, from long custom, | abroad to the sacrifice of his wife's feelings, and the unanimous voice of the orld she was and to the neglect of his family, from that moentitled, had forwarded the little billetdoux ment he may bid adieu to domestic felicity.that was treated so unhandsomely, to my

A woman will suffer any deprivation in symfriend. Preliminaries were immediately set- pathy with her husband if she love him--will tled, and the bigh sun of the summer solstice || make any sacrifice, or share with him any diflighted the bride and bridegroom to Hymens ficulties. altar. Things have altered in some respects at Mr. Emberton's, but whenever his friends | By needless jealousies, let the last star,

“Make her a slave-steal from her rosy cheek called upon him, they are cordially received

Leave her a watcher by your couch of pain ; and handsomely entertained. The parties ap; || Wrong her by petulence, suspicion, all pear to be perfectly happy in the union, and may look forward, with propriety, to a life of || One evidence of love, and earth has not

That makes her cup a bitterness-yet give undisturbed felicity.


An emblem of devotedness like hers.

But oh! estrange her once--it boots not how,

By wrong or silence, any thing that tells The vices of half mankind steal on them

A change has come upon your tendernessimperceptibly. Step by step we become ini

And there is not a high thing out of Heaven tiated into the mysteries of crime, the heart

Her pride o'er-mastereth not." gradually bocomes callous, and the voice of conscience cries out unattended to. Aristotle Any thing but coldness and neglect will be says, when you have a good thing endeavor to borne by woman patiently. This she cannot keep it; Plato says, he whose hours are whol- || bear, and in the language of Lavater, “ those ly, profitably, and not unpleasurably employ- | who love the most intensely, can bate with eed, is a happy man, and we say let such shun | qual bitterness."-Say what you please, reany lethargy that may come up on their incli venge is sweet to the oppressed—it is an attrinations, as well as any disposition to be dissat bute of human nature, and we are half inclinisfied. Among the most blasting and ruinious ed to pronounce him worse than a slave, who of vices, none is more deplorable than intem. is wronged and insulted with impunity. And perance. Yet the course of this is so insidi- shall woman, when slighted and forsakenous--so completely wrapped in delusion, that its victim never knows how near he is to the

“Een as a vine the oak has shaken off, precipice, until he is launched into the vortex

Bend lightly to her tendencies again?” of its ruin. A habit of occasionally drinking Never! it is not the nature of a high souled pleasant beverages, finally becomes a habit creature to be taunted, neglected, and oppressof taking spirituous liquors, and this like those ed-perchance by the man for whom she has of snuff-taking, tobacco-chewing, and other given up all worldly honor-tamely and subdisgusting propensities, cannot be dispensed | missively. It is therefore we hear of faithless with until the sacrifice is too great for human wives—the vicious and neglected habits of nature to suffer. A man can become habitu their husbands have chilled and estranged ated to almost any thing, however depraved, their affections an innate feeling of pride, and after some exercise a murder would be and an innate sense of shame conspire togethperpetrated as readily as a dog killed. The er in rebellion, turning the gushing fountain force of practice, is the most subduing influ- l of their devotion into waters of bitterness, and ence under Heaven. We some time since, crying out revenge! But how shall a woman read of an idiot who became so habituated to be revenged? The world is full of calumny--a counting audibly the numbers that a clock | single step from the path of honor, and she is struck throughout the day, that when the clock | losť forever. Too timid to stem the torrent, was removed, he could repeat them with as there are but two paths. Misery and shame much accuracy as before. Indolence is ever the op her part for a satisfaction of her revenge,

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