The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1836-02-05 00:00:00

LITERARY NOTICE.

The Wanderer. By the Author of "The Promise."
Liverpool : Marples and Co. London:. Hamilton,
Adams, and Co.

The Wanderer is a neat little volume, containing an
interesting collection of tales in prose, calculated to be of
service to the youthful of the fair sex for whose use it
appears to have been especially intended. The domekic
miseries generally attendant upon run-away matches are
well described in the .c),cy of "Lucy Wybrant ;" and
there is much humour and shrewsdness of observation in
"Travelling Companions ;" but the finest sketches of
character are those introduced into " Perfid.r and "De
Vivian,' 4
the best articles in the work. As specimen of
the autboress'.s p6etry we present our readers with her

THOUGUTS.

Oh ! chide not thus,. nor tell me,
My songs are gloomy,—sad;
They are but the breathings of a heaLt,
Whose every thought seems clad
In mournful guise, and sorrow
N sombre halo flings
O'er ail my hopes and feelings,
O'er all my treasured things.
The friends l love the dearest
Are parted from my sight,
And in their soothing tendernesi
I seldom can delight ;
And though by hands of kindness
I'm often "now caressed,
• There is no tie to bind them mine,
Like those that I have pressed.
My father, in his quiet grave,
No longer hears my voice ;
No more my mother bids me,
As when a child, rejoiee -
For years ire have been severed,
And only meet to say,
‘• Alas! our days of
happin
Bow fast they sped away."ess,
And seine there are I've watched beside,
How dear they arc to we;
Tbe world, that only loves its own,
KnoWs,MA how it may be;
Fur strangers' playful children
• My hest affections share;.
I have a,part in all their joys, • -
And fain they'd soothe my. care.

But well I know that coming years
O'er those loved ones shall shed
Lire's fluttering hopes to fill their minds, -
Lire's sorrows on each head.
And though I trust they'll love me,
Soon other hopes and fears
Will claim their hearts' most rapturous throbs.
Their smiles, their love, their te.irs".

OVERLAND JOURNEY TO DEMERARA.

Cal tain biles, who, for nearly twenty years, navi-
gated the. barque Glenhervie, from Greenock to Deme-
rara, and who during that time wore' more canvas and
made quicker' passages across the Atlantic than any other
shipmaster from the Clyde, or perhaps south of it, had,
at one time, two yonng-Sawney llaws passengers, going
out to act as overseers in the colony of Demerara.
The vessel had, scarcely cleared Toward Point, when
the two " hotv's.a'-wi'le's" became sea-sick, and had to
betake themselves to their berths. The weather was
.very stormy, and the Glenhervie made little way for some
days. .She kept, tacking and heating about in the chan-
nel. The two, who were under-seers during this time,
taking it for granted, from the tremendous pitching of the
vessel, that she must he making way at a prodigious rate,
one, of them called out to the captain, one morning,
wfieuthe ship was just off Larnlash Bay—" I say, cap-
tain, are we at Madeira yet ? because, ye see, we want to
be pitten out there, and we'll gang every fit o' the rest
o't."