The Greensborough patriot [May 1, 1852]

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From the Westminster Iteciew.
RETROSPECTIVE SURVEY OF AM-ERICAN
LITERATURE.
Cuicludal.
WOGKAPHF.HS
western slstes, imply repreeenled in a series nf
I volume, published in Philadelphia under the di-re-
lion of William 'I'. Porter, editor of the chtcl
■polling journal in ihe Union, would quite re-deem
the fame of the Americans in Mil respecl.
though all the rest ol their hook, were grim and
stern as ihe mo.l fanatic! preacher in their pu-pil..
In this .chool T. B. Thorpe of New Oft-en.,
author of •• Mv.ieric. in ihe Backwood.."
and Johnson J. Hooper of Alabama, author ol
"Cant. Simon Suggs." are mn.l cnn.piennni;
and wo know not where to lorn lor anything
more rich, original, and indigenous, than much
of Ihe racy mockery and grote.quc extravagance
in their page.. We have not room for quota-lions,
hut let the reader turn for illustration to pa-ges
518-11 of Mr. firiswnld'i •• Prose Writers."
In the satirical vein the Americans have not suc-ceeded
so well, though the " Fable for Critics "
and the •• Bigelnw Papers " and a lew pieces
by Holmes, have remarkable merit.
NOVELISTS.
Among the novelists Washington Irving can-try
constitutes a remsrkable feature of it. civili-1 Having failed for a gl.s. of ne. he look a
zatinn. W. do not think Southey over-praised , erosi ..f bread Iron) Ills bundle, a,.d after resting
Mr.. Itrooks when he declared her ihe moil inv ifon few minutes, rose to depart. I he •"•"'"
pas.ioned and imaginative of all poetesses; and I of night were selling in. and it threatened to be
or her genius and her character, but most lor her | a night of storms.
beautiful character, ilia lale Mr.. Osgood's name
should move men's heart, a. the moon move,
ihe sea. No living American woman ha. evin-ced
in prose or verse anything like the genius of
Alice Carry : hut next to her, in poetry, must
The heaven, gathering
blaeiT, the clouds rushing from the .ca, sudden
gust of wind were moaning through the slreel.,
accompanied by heavy drop, of rain, and the
face ol the Tweed was troubled.
Heaven help thee, if thou inlepile.t to travel
M ranked Edith May. of who»e writings an edi-1 far in .uch a nighl as tin* f said ihe sentinel it
lion has jusl appeared with a preface by N. P.
Willis j and lollowinir. Mrs. Hewitt. Mrs. Whit-man.
Mrs. Welby, Mrs. Green. Mrs. Sigonrney,
Miss Gould, and Miss Towpsend. Among ihe
female prose-writers of Amerira. a conspicuous
rank must be awarded tn the lale Margaret Ful-ler
d'O.soli (whose memoirs are soon lo he pub-lished
by K. W. Emerson.) Mrs. Kirkland (the
amusing and sensible "Mary Clavers,") Miss
Sedgwick. Miss M'lntosh. Mrs. I.ee, Mrs. Ro-binson
("Talvi,") and Mrs. Oakes Smith, a
voluminous writer in poetry, prose, fiction, crili-
Ihe English gale as the traveller passed him and
proceeded lo cross the bridge.
In a few moments he was on the border of the
wide, desolate, and dreary moor of Tweedmoulh.
which for miles presented a desert of wild fern
and stunted heath, with here and there a dingle
covered with thick brush wood. He slowly
toiled over the sleep hill, heading the storm,
which now raged in wildest fury. The rain fell
in torrents, and the wind howled as a legion of
famished wolves, hurling its doleful and angry
echoes over ihe healh. Still the slranger pushed
ger: the children embraced him and he burst into
lears.
" By what name," eagerlv inquired Sir John,
" shall I thank my deliverer ?"
The stranger wept alnud : raising his beaver,
ihe raven tresses of Grizel Cochrane fell upon
the mine cloak.
"Gracious heaven.!" exclaimed ihe astonish-ed
and enraptured father. " my own child my
saviour, my own Grizel!"
It is unnecessary lo add more—ihe imagina-tion
of Ihe reader can suppiy ihe rest: and we
may only add that Grizel Cochrane, whose he-roism
and noble affection have here been hurried-ly
and imperfectly sketched, was, tradition says,
the grandmother of the lale Sir John Stuart, the
great-great-grandmother ol Mr. Couits, Ihe eele.
braled banker.
sm. and ihe philosophy of society, whose late I onward unlil he had proceeded above Iwo or
k. " Woman and her Needs." is the most | ihree miles from Berwick, when, as if unable lo
brave the storm, he sought shelter amid some
crab and bramble bushes by the way side.
Nearly an hour had passed since he sought
this imperfect refuge, and tho dr •knee, of the
nighl and the storm had increased together, when
the sound of a horse's feel was heard hurriedly
plashing along the road The rider bent his head
to the blast. Suddenly his horse was grasped by
the bridle; ihe rider raised his head, and the
traveller stood before him, holding a pistol lo hi.
breast.
" Dismount '." cried iho stranger, sternly.
The horseman, benumbed and stricken with
fear, made an effort to reach his arms, but in a
moment ihe hand of the robber, quilling the bri-dle,
grasped the breast of the rider, and dragged
him to Ihe ground. He fell heavily upon hi
From the Spirit of the Times.
COLONEL CRICKLEY'B HORSE.
I have never been able to ascertain the origin
of the quarrel between ihe Crickleys and ihe
Drakes. Thev had lived wilhin a mile of each
other in Illinois, fur five years, and from the first
of their acquaintance, there had been a mutual
feeling of dislike between the two families.—
Then some misunderstanding about the bounda-ry
of their respective farms, revealed the latent
flame, and Col. Crickley having followed a fat
buck all one afternoon and wounded him. came
up lo him and found old Drake and his sons cul-ling
him up! This incident added fuel to the
fire, and from that time there was nothing thai
ihe iwo families did not do to annoy each other.
They shot each other's ducks in Ihe river mista-king
them for wild ones, and then by way of re-taliation,
commenced killing off each other's pigs
and calves.
One evening, Mr. Drake the elder was return-ing
home with his " pocket full of rocks," from
lace, and for several minutes remained senaWess". Chicago, whither he had been lo dispose of a
The slranger seized Ihe leather hag which con- |oa(] 0f grain. Sam Barslon was with him on
STATPSMKS
The living public men of the country have the
excellent habit of eoming before the public in
printed exhibitions of their principles and capa
York, was formed some tune In September! and
pursuant lo its arrangements, Mr. Bryant was.
on ihe 21th of Deeeniberi III deliver in Ihe Me-tropolitan
Hall, an immense edifice capable nf
ilies. Edward Everelt published last year, in ; rc(.„jvjn(j gjj thousand persons, adiirouree on the si
two handsome volume., hi. Orations and Spec- j j||nWr|oqi aolhor'l life and tennis. Daniel Web- h
r.rrrity and fliendl had visited him in prison. ■ .^^ ^ ^ ,,._. John j,^.
:l„d exchanged wi.h him the last, the long, the Mni> vM ^ -ff^e maii which contained the
heart-yearning farewell. But there was one I .errant n„,| hcn robbed ere another could
who came not With the real to receive his bl.ei-"f! be given, the intercession of his father, Ihe Earl
sing, one who was the pride of his eye, and ol „ ,,„„„,,, wUn lhe King-„ confc„o, might
II Grizel, ihe daughter of his love.
It was now nearly dark, but lhe old huntef
hnasted of being able lo shoot a hal on the wing
by stsrlight, and without hesitation he drew i
clear sight on old Roan's head.
A minute later, Drake was driving through lhe
grove, lhe most enraged lhe mn.l desperate of
men. His rifle, innocent victim of his ire, lay
with broken slock on the bottom of lhe wagon*
Sam Barston was too much frightened lo laugh.
Meanwhile, lhe gratified Coloi,cl waa rolling on
lhe ground convulsed with mirth, and old ltout
was standing undisturbed under the trees.
When Drake reached home, his two sons dis*
covering his ill-humour snd lhe mutilated condl.
lion of the rifle stock, hssiened to arouse his spjr.
■ is wilh a piece of news, which they were sure
would make him dance for joy.
'Clear out,' growled the angry old man. >\
don't want to hear iny news j gel iway, or I
shall knock one of you down!'
• Bui, father, it's auch a trfck f'
• Blast you snd your tricks!'
• Played off on the Colonel.'
• On the Colonel!' cried the old man, begirtlng'
lobe interested. 'Gad, if you've played the
Colonel a trick, lei's hear it.'
• Well, father, Jed and I, this afternoon, went
ottt for deer—'
• Hang the deer ! come to lhe trick.'
' Couldn'l find any deer, but thought we must
shoot something; so Jed banged away at the*
Colonel's old Roan—shot him dead !'
•Shot old Roan!' thundered the hunter. 'By'
the Lord Harry, Jed did yon shout tho Colonel's1
boss!'
•I didn'l dosny thing else.'
•DevilI devil!' groan-d the hunter,
•And then,' pursued Jed, confident the joke
tart of the story must please his father, 'Jim and
propped the hoss up and tied his head back
with a cord, snd left him standing under the'
trees exactly as if he was alive. Ha! ha !tFan-cy
the Colonel going lo catch him! ho! ho!
ho!—wan't it a joke!"
Old Drake's head fell upon his breast. He
felt of his emply pocket-book, and looked at his
broken rifle. Then in a rueful lone, he whis-pered
to lhe bois—
• It is a joke! But if rod ever tell of it—or if
vou do, Sam Barslon—I'll skin you qlivr! Hy
the Lord Harry, boys I've been shooting at that
dead hurse half an hour at ten dollars a shoot!'
At that moment Sam fell into the gutter, Jed
dragged him out insensible. Sam had laughed
himself almost lo dealh.
Clay and Wehster have been forty years leaders
of lhe two divisions of the Whig party. Clay s
speeches disappoint, and whoever reads them is
astonished thai so lillle thought has been evolved
by a person so celebrated and powerlul. while
lhe student of Webster is amazed that the repu-lalion
and authority .up-ported by such an intel-ligence
have not overspread his country. 1 he
srcrel is one nf character ; the Kentucky sena-ol
his country', literature, enjoying the grateful . bright and .earless; but tne.r very or gn.nes. mnnare|, had .
and affectionate reverence ol the Anglo-Saxon spoke ol sorrow, of sorrow too deep to beMlept,^^ ^.^ .
race. Since be was ambassador to Spain he ha. away; her raven tre.ses were P"'ed ov"h,r , ,h>, wou|d reach his
been chiefly occupied wilh a careful reii.ion of brow clear and
his various" works, of which fourteen large vol- The unhappy c;i
times have already been published, anil be will
conclude the series with a personal history of
General Washington, which I. now nearly com-pleted.
Of the deceased American novelist, lhe mn.l
pure as ihe polished marble,
aplivc raised his head as ihey
ntcred.
•• My child ! my own Grizel ! " he cxclaim-d,
ana ihe fell upon hi. bosom.
■•My father! my lather! " nobbed the miser-able
maiden, and she dallied away the tear thai
M, haslaet and an indomitable will, but the wis- ce|e',',rn'i,.,f wereBrown. Allston (the painter.) accompanied Ihe words.
dom of lhe Secretary of Stale, however practical an(, Tliri,„|,v F|(,„ . Hut the name, of Padding. I " Your interview must be short, very short.
itile more than another day
prison.
The will ol Heaven be done!" groaned the
caplive.
"Amen." relumed Grizel. with a wild vehe-mence,
•■ but my father shall shall not die."
Again the riiler with the mail had reached lhe
nioor of Twccdinoulh, and a second lime he bore
the doom of Cochrane. -lie spurred his horse
to hia uttermost speed, he looked cautiously he-fore,
behind and around him ; in his right hand
oou
bout twelve rods from the road.
Involuntarily, Drake slopped his team. He
glanced furtively around, then wilh a queer
smile ihe old hunter took up his rifle from the
hollom of the wagon, and raising il to his shoul-der,
drew a sight on the Colonel's horse.
• Beautiful!' muttered Drake, lowering his ri-i
fie with the air of a man resisiing a powerful
temptation. • I could hit old Roan so easy 1'
• Shorn,' suggested Sam Barslon, who loved
fun in any shape.
' No, no, 'iwouldn't do,' said the old hunter,
glancing cautiously around him again.
• I won't tell,' said Sam.
• Wal, I won't shoot this lime, any way, tell
or no tell. The horse is too nigh. If he was
fifty rods off instead of twelve so lliere'd be a
hare possibility of mistaking him for a deer. I'd
let fly. As il is, I'd give lhe Col. five dollars
for a shot.'
Ai that moment Ihe Colonel himself stepped
from behind a big oak. nol half a dozen paces
distant) and stood before Mr. Drake.
• Well, why don't you shoot.'
The old man summered in some confusion ; |,'H'jJJ"»' .. j'|| pu|| your head off if you insult
lorv of lhe Senate. But nothing i« more certain,
thn'ugh the South will hardly admit it. than that
Mr. Calhoun was lhe lea.l powerful dialectician.
Hi. chain of argumentation wai, loWebeiara,
as shining lissoes of attenuated glass to the large
close twisted glittering strands ol steel wilh which
the "ezpounilcr of the ronstilu'ion ' supported
himself ant! bound bis antagonists.
The veteran statesman, Thomas II. Ilcntnn,
is preparing •• Historical Memoir! ol bis Life
and Times." lie is now about seventy years of
age. and for half a century be hi. been an active
participant in public affair.. He waa thirty
vein a senator Irom Missouri, and in thai period
very few excrci.eda more powerful influence on
American institution, or polity. The increase
of his strength, as well as the increase of hi.
fame, has bren gradual and regular. He has
been from his youth a student. To every ques-tion
which has arrested Ins altcnlion, be ha.
brought all the forrcs of hi. understanding ; and
it
shorter domestic'lales; Syl.es- ! my blessing »j the head ol my own ""'»■»» I ™£X"£ hi."very e'ves. A. lhe same moment.
nine lunarian minister, whose ih.it slung me more I ban death ; but Urn art mj flashed, and the horse rearing
riran .lories of low I il an cornel and lh* foil ble.-i o |^^^ fc, „,,,,:„„ from ,,„ ,il(l,||,..
In a moment the loot of the robber was upon his
ler Jinlil. an eece...... .
original, peculiar, and »«y American stories of hue. Iholl art_c __
•• Margaret" „„,! •■ Richard Edney," have .aci- ihy "retched f.iher.
,e,l at hums a great deal of attention and crili- •• iV.y. lor hca, ! .he oxrl imeIt-BOt *6
dim : Melville, a man of unquestionable geni- laal Messing ! not lhe laMl My lather shall nol
US, who struck om for himself a new path in Tv- die! ...,,.,,..
pee. t.moo, and hi. la., hook "The While :" •• Be calm be calm, my child ! Xcl. >cd
Ir.M.vo. whose r.-,na,kable novel, of "K-loo- be; •• would lo II,.,..,. I c d comfo.tl «,
|,h« and •The Berber." are well known in my own. mv own. But there I no bop- ««I-Kngland
; and Mr. Mitchell, who, under lhe in three days, ami thou and my little one. will
nnrn lie plume of Ik. M irvcl. ha. written the be—" .
•• I.nrgnelie " (in lhe class of the Spectator,) ; I'a.hcrles., he would have said | bul the word
•• Fresh Gleanings" (a »nrolitfiental journey died on hMtongue,
through Prince and Inly") uSa "Re.eriea of a
Bachelor" (a graceful romance of reflection. I
sen.iment. and humour, which has had an extra-ordinary
success in America.) :,,.•' •• Dream-Life
Three ila\
lead from hi. br<\,
• Three days ! the
hall live ! Is nol
breast, who bending over him, and brandishing
a short dagger in his hand, said :
"Give me thine arm. or die."
The heart of lhe King's messenger failed
wilhin him ; and, without reply, he did as he
was commanded.
•• Now go ihv way," said the robber, sternly,
"bul leave with me thy horse, and leave with
me the mail, lesl a wrong thing come upon
ihee!"
The man arose and proceeded toward. Ber-that
you Colonel ? I—I was templed lo, I de
dare ! and as I said, I'll give a • V ' for one
pull.'
Sav an • X' Bnd its a bargain ! '
The Pin and tho Needle.
A pin and a needle, says the American Fona
tainc, being neighbors in a work basket, and
both being idle, began lo quarrel, as idle folks
are apt to do.
•• 1 should like lo knnw," said the pin, "whit
you are good for, and how do you expect to get
through ihe world without a head!" " What is
lhe use of your head," replied lhe needle, rather
sharply, "if you hsve no eye!" "-Whal's the
use of an eye," sain lhe pin, " if there is alwayi
something in it"' " I am more active and can
go through more work than you can," said the
needle.
•• Yes, hut you will not live long." "Why
nol T" "Because you have always, stitch in
vour side." said the needle. •• And you are 10
proud ihal you can't bend without breaking your
"I nu"
me again." " I'll pull your eye out if you loueh
me. remember yourlile hangs by a single thread,"
said the pin.
While ihev were thus conversing a little girl
Drake fell of bis rifle, and looked at old cnterelli ,hd undertaking lo sew. she soon broke
[« work of the tame character.) which haijott Fither P.tre, lite ronlea.
reach, K.ng! l-rhesbal beg.,
repeated she, raising her
. ,-ageil. pressing his hand, i
there •'. hope' Mv father ! "ilk trembling, and the robber mourning Ihe
,n grandfather the friend of ( Imrsc which he had left, rode rapidly across lhe
■aor and master of lhe : heath. ..... ,
he lib of l>is son, and ! Preparation! were making Tor lhe execution of
I .. . Sir John Cochrane, and the officers ol lhe law
N.7n.y! my 8r«el." returned he | "be nnl | w.i.ed only for .he arrival n. the mail, with hi,
dj my doom second death warrant, lo lead him lo ihe scaffold.
.... perhaps, before any man ofbis lime in the •Sfh~~~ aju'^i. p:,r.»n«. Kent, and Storv. If.--
requisite. f« such an nnder.ak.ng a. .hat whtch ; J** „,„,„,„ „ |llernl„re „„, „fe „J. ;J ASK ,,,,,,,...£ ^replied . •■ ...pray for
UlOflPlI hrr to Nil ln'arl ami W6pl
nerk. In ft few nmniei.ts llie j;.ilor
id ihey wpre lorn Iron, the arms ol
for lhe lasl year or iwo has occupied lo. alien- f„r charactrrizatinn of I.egare. Wilde »"d bless me
tion. The work will he published in four or Vernlanrk. or lhe younger wriier.. Whip-! Hefain p
five volumes, during Ihe next year, tollection, ||u(|„;„, „„,! others who have recently be- npon her DMJ
of lhe political writing, of General (a... Mr. P MMBHOH, , e""."'''. :""1
Buchanan, and others, who are candidates :or » each other.
Ihe prison doors llew opon, and lhe old Earl i
Dundonald rushed lo lhe arms of his son. His
intercession will, lhe confessor had il length been
Roan.
•How much is the hoss truth f he muttered
in Sam's ear.
• About filly."
•Gad, Colonel, I'll do it! Here's your 'X!'
The Colonel pocketed the money ii.ullcr-ing—
• Hanged if I thought you'd take me up !'
Wilh high glee, the old hunter put a fresh cap
on his rille, siood up in his wagon, and drew a j
close sight on old Roan. Sam Barslon chuckled
loo.
• Crack !' went the rille. The hunler tore
out a horrid oalh. which I will not repeat. Sam
was astonished. The Culonel laughed. Old
Roan never alirred !
Drake stared at his rille with a face black as
Othello'!.
•What's the matter wilh you, hey? Fust
lime vou ever served me quite such a trick, 1
swan !
And Drake Inaded the piece with wrath and
indignation.
• People said you'd lost your nack 'o shoot-ing.'
observed the Colonel, in a culling lone ol
lalire.
• Who said so? It's a lie !' thundered Drake.
•1 can shool—'
• A horse at ten rods .' ha ! ha !'
Drake was livid.
• Look jear, Colonel, I can't eland that!' he
began.
• Never mind, the horse can,' ineeied lhe Col-onel.
• I'll risk you.'
Grinding hi* teeth, Drake produced another
ten dollar bi
Here !' he growled, ' I am bound to have an-off
lhe needle at lhe eye, Then she tied lhe
thread around the neck of the pin. and atlemp*
ling to sew with it, she soon pulled its head off,
and threw il into the dirl by the side of the bro-ken
needle.
•• Well, here we are," said the needle.
•• We have nothing lo fight about now," said
the pin.
•• It seems misfortune has brought us lo our
senses."
" A pity we had not come to them soonir,"
said lhe needle.
"How much we resemble human beings who
quarrel about their blessings till they lose ihem,
and never find out Ihey are brothers nil ihey lie
down in lhe dust together, ss we do."
iliirMi'.urn w,,,i ,<m vw»n„. ••-.«■ ......B->- . - ,
successful and after twice signing the warrant i other ahol, any way.
lor the execution ol Sir John, which had a. often ! • Crack away.' ced lhe Colonel, pocketing
lailcd in reaching its destination, Ihe King sealed the note.
On .he evening of the second day after lhe j hi, par ,. lie hurried wilh hi. falher from Dr^aW^MJJ^***^*" "«
We offer here no criiicism of the American mll.n„.w w(. ,„.,. „„,„ione,l. a wayfaring man ,he prison to hi. house ! his family were cl.ngtng -but **^™£ZSS*S*SS*lmm
poeis. Their works demand a separate and V ! „,„„.,, ,ha drawbrtdw a. Berwick, from lhe around him. shedding .ear. ofjoy. and ihey were leasl. TolbO"I^M "JJJg? 22!|?*J
Il is frequently, bul we think most erroneous- g^ i|i,cl|,s|o|| 1.r,..Pmml.n, am„ng ti.cm | ,,„„,,, preceded ..own Marvga.e. sal down lo ! marveling wilh gratitude at lhe my.ler.ous pro.- of the hunter, o.d Roan looked I
reel on a bench by the door of the hostelry, on i idence thai had twice intercepted ll lail. ar
the Presidency, are also announced.
COXIC* Al'TIIOR.
ly, asserted that the Americans are deficient in
humour. The writings of Franklin.
1 unquestionably stands llrvan.. I.ongfe
,, . Y- 111."1' ImIMoMrCe rrre-a.iwd iin" E■-n.glan.d',, <a•.- M■■■r•. .M---artin -Fa—.-qauli
Chivalry, written hall a century ago by Judge .,. h„ „ hrs,.r ,m\wnl.„ ,|1:,n anv Bnii.h
Breckenndgc, rrumbull a M-Fingal.and a dozen (,a|J,1
(fnm shakspeare to Browning, in the Uni-olher
works of the la.t age, .bound wilh original ^ ■ ^ |)ana_ |.erciv.,u ||a||r<-k. Brainird,
and for the BrOal part national comedy ; and Ir- ^. |,IDl.kl0V- Bosmon, Hoffman. Willis,
ring may certainly be ranked wilh Ihe first hu- ^JTJ! |>,ke Poe. Parsons, Lowell, Slreel.
moo, i.i. who have written in the hngli.h Ian- _, . st,.,|dard, and Boker. have each a good
guige; wh.le Paulding Judge I.ong.ireel. lhe ^ ^ r„n,|,|pml „ M1,„e lenglh. The laal
|,le Roher. C. Sands. Hi liek, Hawthorne (,n poblished volume., of which we
the "Twu-e-Tobl T ") Mr. Davis and Beb. ^^^ ^ fc. ,v,v|„r-, :„„| ,{. || Slod-
Snotb (in lhe "Jack Downing l.etter.. ) John ^^^ ^^ nf uh|,.|l mhnf„, portion of
p. Kenned. (,„ "Swallow Bam. ) Willie Bay- mo<t „„„,„, v,.r„. yn&uti ,n thisdecad-.
lord Clark (m •■ Oapodnna. ) J,.!,n N.mdersnn.
Chsrle. F. Bngg.. and M,'.. Ki,kl.,nd LTtMrtT WO-W.
■•New Home.") mav well he laid le havegi.cn VTe eln.e iki. 100 ha.ty article w.ih a hnei
American Ine.siure ■ fair infu-ion of ihi. quilny. ptri|riph reipeeting \m.eririn literary women.
Bui a school -I comic wnien in the •uttthen and ,Tbc inielkeiaal acui IIJ ol the M >, a tbn Bonn-
Penalties.
The Penally of buying cheap clothe', u lha
same as that of going 10 Law, the certainty of lo-_
sing your suit, and having to cay for il.
The Penally of marrying, i! a Mother-in-law.
The Penally of remaining single, is having no
one who "cates a button " for you, as is abun-dandv
proved by the suie of your shiru.
Tlie Penally of lighl boots, is corns.
The Penally ol having a haunch of venison
sent to you. is inviting a dozen of Iricnds lo come
and eat it.
The Penally ol popularity, is envy.
The Penalty of a baby, is sleepless nights.
The Penally of interfering beiween man and
wife, is abuse, Irequcntly accompanied with
blows, from both.
The Penally of a public dinner, is bad wine.
The Penally of a legacy, or a fortune, ia the
sudden discovery of a holt of poor relations you
never dreamt of, and ol a number ol debla you
had quile forgotten.
The Penally of lending, is—with a book or an
umbrella, the certain lois of il; wilh your name
lo a bill, the sure payment ol il; and wilh a horse,
lhe lamesl chance of ever seeing il back again
nd.
laatmad round his body, by a leather girdle, and
over il a short cloak, composed of equally plain
II Men ds. lie mi evidently a Young man; pale, they were bis death-warrants,
hut bis beaver was drawn down.'so as almost I •• My deli, ercr !" exclaimed he. •
10 conceal his fealurei. In one hand he earned ! thank thee ? how repay the la.iour ,,l my m
l .mil! bundle, arid in the other a pilgrim'. I My fsiher, my children, think him for inc.
in the fire."
Sir John glanced on them, started, and became
* how shall I
The old Earl gia-ped lhe h.nd ol the stran
hot.'
The wager was readily accepted. The stakes
was placed in Sam's hands. Elated wilh the
id, of winning back his two lens, and making
' into the bargain, Drake carefully .elected ]
» perfect ball, snd »v«n bu-kakin patch, and bead
id his nrie.
shfjw lhe holy Aposlobc church—he cracked
the nul, ind found il rotten.
A frienrl to the Bloomer droll. «iy. nil objeot
j is loele.st' ih» A men, ,n i o.tume.