The Litchfield County post., 1826-12-12
GEOGRAPHICAL DESCRIPTION OF
BACHELORS ISLAND.

ming sands Of the deserts of Folly, where
even the savage inhabitants Of the forest
seldom venture to tread. 1t is bounded on
the Eastby the regions of Affectation, Van
ity, and Deceit. On the North, by theter-
ritory of Fear and Cowardise. On the
South, by the burning zone of Remorse,
Disease, and Death. And on the West,
by the dead lake of Oblivion. Hence it
is easily to be supposed, that the air Of
this island is sultry, enervating, and pestif-
erous; exposedto the perpetual scenes of
storm, hurricane and tempest and its cli-
mate like the minds of its inhabitants, is
never settled for an hour. The Spring of
Bachelors Island totally differs from that
of any other have hitherto read of; and
that here is the season of the most perni-
cious heat, and in which the generality of
its Inhabitants are possessed with kind Of
madness the most destructive to them
selves, the most Injurious to every civilized
country, and the most snbversive Of un-
guarded innocence. Their winter is truly
despicable indeed; since, among all ma
tions upon earth you cannot express your
contempt of man more pointedly, than by
calling him an old Bachelor-a thing that
lives only for itselE-a thing that has no
social harmony in its soul-a thing that,
like mushroom, delights in boys and mo-
raises, but hates the generous warmth of
the noon-day sun. Though the natives of
this miserable Island make those of the ISL
and of Matrimony the constant object of
their ridicule, yet there have been number
less instances of their stealing from their
own Island into that of Matrimony, where
they have prevailed on some good-natured
easy creatures to become their nurses and
restorers, latter their constitutions have been
nearly ruined in their former miserable
abodes; for in the Isle Of Matrimony,
though clouds now and then gather over it,
yet they serve only to render the remain
der of the day more brilliant and cheerful.
In Bachelors Island Love is a-thing
much talked of, but totally unknown to the
people, who are hated, despised, robbed
and plundered, by the objects of their mis-
cradle embraces. If cards are the usual
diversion of the people ON the Isle of Mat
rimony, they are considered only an a.
musement; but on Bachelors Island they
are productive of the most shocking vices,
such as the grossest scenes Of drunkenness
and debauchery, the total ruin of their pri-
yate fortunes, and even murder itself is
sometimes the consequence. How many
have Quilted this Island, and fed to that
they so much despised. in order to repair
their ruined fortunes, by seeking rich
and amiabse partner. Bachelors Isle is a
mere desert, incapable Of producing any
thing but nettles, thorns, and briars. Here
arc no bleating lambs to please the eye of
innocence. Here no doves cherish their
young, nor does the useful fawn bound
over their barren plains but wolves. til
gers, and crocodiles are here seen in album
dance. Here are neither wife nor child
rem 10 weep over the ashes Of the deceas-
ed; but owls boot, ravens croak, and the
reptiles of the earth crawl over their graves.
In short Of all animals that nature ever pro-
duced, an Old Bachelor must be the most
contemplate he lives useless being on
the earth; dies without having answered
the end of his creation, in opposition to the
mandate of his Great Maker, and is at last
consigned over tooblivion.
From the Troy Sentinel
Fuel-A valuable memoir on this subject
BY Marcus Bull, was read before the AIMEE
rican Philosophical Society, April last. 1t
was subsequently published in their Trans
actions, and also appeared in the number
for May of the Franklin Journal and Me-
chanic's Magazine.
Mr.. Bull enumeratcs experiments on
forty-six different kinds of wood, and on
twenty kinds of mineral and charcol. Ta-
king shelf bark hickory as the standard, land
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