The Litchfield County post., 1828-12-11

presenting readers with greater variety. We have omitted much interesting matter order to give it a place.
 WARNING TO WHisTLERs.---According to the old Proverb, "He who whistles much, bas an empty head; whether this doctrine Is correct are ana- be say Those who are in the hahit of indul lging in the practice, however, will do wellto bear in mind, that they only frequently disturb the qn;et ofOthers. but also endanger their 4ignty. the Boston papers relates curious anecdote roIa tive this subject which is sed have occurred tn . town not thousand miles from the "L,erary Em- porum.' The members ofa church and society gave . unanimous call to certain Reverend gentleman to become their pasor which ht saw fit ts accept. For length of time he performed his pastoral dues and watched over his flock, to the satisfaction of all At length discomfort began to De manifested by his pa- ss:shioners but was assigned by the dsa1ec- ted. He declaren !- ;. gospel truths So;sls and dis charged his parochal duties ia""s.ssaay. Things at last came to such pass, that was found necessary call a meeting for the purpose of disin'ssng him. When the meeting convened, some of the mem- bers inquired the for dismissa of the Rev. gentleman. Upon strict inquisition being made mo the affair, it appeared ,ha, the good actually a-whistler Yes, it positively the fact; he had been heard to whistle while pulling up weeds in his garden How dcroga'ory to the character "ftheir pas,or!--t could not be put up with. IL waa there fore unanimously resolved, that unless the reverend divine should promise that he would ever after at- stain from the practice of whstlng, they would dis miss him forthwith. ss
 The following account of lion fight, is extracted ! from "Salathiei;" work which, for euerey of style and vvidpess of description, is surpassed by none in the English language with which we are acc quainted. "D,smounting, for the side of the hill was almos, precipitous. I led my painting Arab. through beds of myrtle aud every lovely sweet smelling bloom te the edge ofa valley, that seemed made to shut out every disturb ance from man.
 A circle of low hills covered to the crown with foliage, surrounded deep space of velvet turf, kept green as the em- erald by the flow of rivulets, and the mois- ture of pellucid lake in the centre, tin- ged with every color ofthe heavens. The beauty of this sylvan spot was enhanced by the luxuriant prOfusion of almond, or- ange, and other trees, that, in every stage of production, from the bud to the fruit, covered the little knolls below, and form ed broad belt round the lake. . Parched as was by the intolerable heat, this secluded haunt of the spirit of freshness looked doubly lovely. My eyes. half blinded by the glare of the sands, and even my mind exhausted by the perplexi- l ties of the day, found delicious relaxation in the yerdure and dewy breath of the s'len, valley. My barb, with the quick sense of animals saccustomed to the travel 0f the wilderness, showed her delight by play full boundings, the proudrr arching of the neck, and the brighter glancing of her bright eye.
 "Here," though, I, as I led her slowly towards the deep descent, "would be the very spot for the innocence that had not tried the world, or the philosophy that had tried it and found all vanity. Who could dream that within the borders of this dis tracted land, in the very sight of the last miseries that man could infict on man. there was retreat, which the foot of man perhaps never yet defled and in which the calamities that afiiict society might be as little felt as if it were among the stars"
 A violent plunge of the barb put an end to my speculation. She exhibited the will dest signs of terror, snorted and slrove tu break from me then fixing her glance keenly on the thickets below, shook in every limb. But the scene was tranquili- ty itself; the chamelion lay basking in the sun, and the only sound was that of the wild doves murmuriDg under the broad leaves of the palm trees.
 But my mare still resisted every effoit to lead her downwards; her ears were duttering convulsively, her eyes were starr ting from their sockets I grew peevisl at the animals unusual obstinacy, and wal about to let her suffer thirst for the day
 when my senses were paral.rzcd by tre. mendous roar. A lion stood OH the sum. init which had just quilted. He was nol a dozen yards above my head, and his first spring must have carried me to tie bot tenn of the precipice. The barb burst a. way at once. ! drew ihe only weapon had. dagger.-and. hopeless as escape was, grasping the tangled weeds to sustain my footing, awaited he plunge. Bul the lordly savage probably disdained so ignobls prey, and continued on iIe summit, lash. ing his sides wilh hls taIl, and tearing ul the ground. He at length stopped sud- denly. listened as to some approaching