Star.
London, England, 1818-09-18 00:00:00

September is generally accounted the finest and
most settled month in the fear. The mornings and
evenings are cool, but possess a delightful freshness,
and the middle of the day is pleasantly warm and open.
Still swarm the russet meads with busy life;
On every leaf, on every blade, they weave
A shady covert; 'thick the spiders hang •
wily webs, sad many a painted fly,
tangled In the snare tenacious. rues
`The murderous fang of the insidious fee! SMALL
A morning's walk at this season is replete with gra-
tification to the admirer of Nature's beauties. What
a magnificent phenomenon is every day exhibited in
the rising of the Sun! yet how common is the obser-
vation, that indolence and the love of sleep prevent a
great part of mankind from contemplating this bdau-
teous wonder of the creation! What numbers are there,
in high life especially, who prefer a few more hours,
of sleep to all the pleasures of a morning walk! The
richest decorations, the most variegated, and the most
gorgeous scenery that human fancy can imagine,
must vanish into nothing when compared with a ,
spectacle in Which radiance and, beauty are so pre-
eminent.
The Morning, in fine, displays to the world a new
and magnificent creation. The shades of night hat
concealed the view and enjoyment of earth and skies
But now the light returns, and we behold all Nature
renewed in youth and beauty. We are reminded of
MILTON'S fine description of the creation, when Goo
first commanded the earth to put forth the verdant
grass: --
Its static had said, when the bare earth, till then
Desert and bare, unsightly, unadorned.
Drought forth the tender grass. whose verdure clad
her universal face with pleasant green ;
Then herbs of every leaf, that sudden flowered,
Opening their various colours, and made gay
Iter bosom melting sweet
—With high woode„the hills were crowned,
With tufts the Tallies, and each fountain side
With borders 'long the rivers; that earth now
Seemed like to Heaven, a seat where gods might dwell,
Or woultr with delight, and love to haunt
Her sacred shades!
Nor is this poetic fiction : the morning landscape is
indeed exquisitely beautiful. We behold the moun-
tains crowned, as it by the instantaneous effect of
enchantment, with majestic woods; the spreading
lawns covered with herds and flocks ; the fields
ripening into harvest; and the meadows enamelled
with flowers, and watered by meandering streams.
The whole horizon looks gay ; the scattered clouds
assume a vivid variety of hues; the lighter vapours
are converted into gold; and every plant and every
flower sparkles with orient peirl. In proportion as
the day approaches, the spectacle is still more beau-
tiful. By soft progressions of light, Nature at length
appears in her utmost perfection. The Sun is rising.
A first ray, escaped from the mountain's top, that
still conceals the radiant otb front the sight, darts ra-
pidly from one end of the horizon to the other. Suc-
cessive rays strengthen the first. The face of the
San is disengaged-by degrees, till it looks, at last, in
boundless majesty abroad All Nature rejoices in a
delightful renovation of life and vigour. The fea-
thered tribe salute the bright source of day with their
melodious notes. Every living creature is in action,
and is sensible to new returns of pleasure and new
capacities of enjoyment.
The heavy dews at morning and evening in this
month -lead us to reflect upon this common but most
beautiful phenomenon of nature.
The Holy Scriptures abound with admirable allu-
sions to dew, familiar to every reader, and too nu-
merous to be quoted. In a word, observes an elegant
moral writer, those transparent beauties of the morn
r.ot only furnish us with poetic images and philoso-
phic knowledge, but with very powerful motives also
far a life of piety, benevolence, and virtue. Their
great utility to the vegetable kingdom, in particular,
ihoulti lead us to the unceasing adoration of that gra-
ciaus BRING, who created nothing which has existence,
merely for an object of idle speculation. When we
cor.sider how silently and insensibly the light-footed
dews' fulfil the purposes of our common BENET 4C-
TOR, incessantly dispensing nutriment to vegetable life,
and refreshment to animated being, how persuasively
should this instruct the rich and opulent to let their
secret bounty, unostentatious as the dew of heaven,
descend continually to revive the drooping hearts of
modest and unassuming worth I For what are the
high and mighty of the earth, without that bliss-dif-
fusing spirit of humanity, whose exertions, while they
tend every day to dignify its npble possessor, prepare
and mature him for immortality? What arc illustri-
ous titles and unbounded affluence, without this divine
spirit, but the momentary radiance of the morning
dews, which glitter a while, and then vanish for ever?

Wednesday last an Inquisition was held at Cam-
bridge, on view of the body of Charles Ray, a lad
fourteen years of age (servant to Mr. THOMAS Ntrr-
Tan) who had been playing and swinging in a jack
towel hanging in the kitchen, when accidentally he
got his neck so entangled as to be unable to extricate
himself, and in ten minutes he was found dead. Ver-
dict..—Accidental Death.
Wednesday night, the house of P. BUTI.TR, Esq. in
the King's Road, which was left in the care of a fe
male servant, during the temporary :disarm of the
family, was broken into, and robbed of plate, ec.c. to
o.e value of £lOO, supposed by soma person or per-
sons well acquainted with the premises.
The new Kent County Jail is in so great a state of
forwardness that we:understand it will receive priso-
ner-. inthe course of two or throe weeks. This build-
ing, when completed, will equal, if not exceed, any
similar erection in the kingdom. It will possess every
Advantage of which those abodes of the guilty and
unfortunate are susceptible. A high stone wall stir-
_ rounds the whole of the prison, to which there is but
one entrance, with the exception of a small door to
communicate with the future Sessions-house, for the
convenience of bringing up prisoners for trial. The line
of surrotuuling wall is unbroken by any building, et-
cept in that part which faces Week-street, from which
are seen the Porter's lodge and the Chaplain's house.
The latter has no internal communication with the
prison. In the centre of the prison stands the Go-
teraor's house, irver ‘Oiets. is the Chapel. The line of
the outward wall is about 1100 yards in menu