The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1829-10-01

white beads, s,scamparing and running races
every which way, about the floor.
By the Hickey! if Sally Jones isn't real
grit there's no snakes. She fought fair,
however, must own, and neither tried 10
bite nor scratch; and when she could 6ght
no longer for want OF breath, she yielded
handsomely Her arms fell down by her
side her head back over her chair,her ewes
closed and there lay her little plump mouth,
all IN the air. Lord! did ye ever see hawk
pounce upon a young Robin: Or bum
blebee upon clover top?-l say nothing.
Consarn il. how buss will crack, cf
still frosty night. Mrs. Jones wss about
half way between asleep and awake
There gees my yeast bottle, said she TO
herself, burst into twenty hundred pieces,
and my bread is all dough again.
The upshoi of the matter is, fell in love
with Sally Jones head over ears. Every
Sundayuight,ran or shine finds me rapping
at Squire Jones door. and twenty times
have been within hairs breadth Of pop
ping the question. But now have made
final resolve; and if live till next Sunday
night, and don't get cbosked in the trial,
Sally Jones will hear thunder. Port .3dp.
A letter from Constsntinople, draws tie
following portrait of the Sultan.
"a finally saw him for whom was looking
with a curiosity so impatient His presence
was announced not by acclamatons. hut by
profound silence, a mute venera,ion, Which in
the midst ofthis uncounted multitude appear
cd TO me more imposing than those cries with
which the kings Of western Europe are solu-
ted. Surely fortune was not deceived when
she gave the empire TO him whom then had
before my eyes Every thing about him e.
vinces the naughty and imuOveable character
which as'onishes the world.
His eyes sunken and penetrating, were fill
ed with majesty; his nose. slightly elevated.
indicating generosity and holiness, there was
something imperious in the contraction Of thu
lips, which could hardly be seen amids; lis
long black heard His physiognomy, calm,
concentrated which had not in any features
the imprint of human passions, formed in tho
finest mould was of a perfectly uniform olive
cast. no trace Of circulation of blood could he
found in it II was only for moment, in the
lightning glaDccs of his eyes, that the energy
of his soul was depicted all tho rest was se-
we're, pale, and immovabc as death 1t could
be seen that he commanded millions of men.
and that he felt ii The beautiful Arabian
horse which trembled under him, and whose
ardor he restrained with his powerful hand,
appeared 10 me TO be no inapt symbol of tho
people, Submissive TO his reign He advanced
ike the king ofkings,and the ruler of the des.
tinies of man When he passed before them
his subjects veiled their faces, or raised ,ter
hands TO their eyes. in order that they might
not he blinded BY tic splendor Of his majesty.
His costume was mayn ficont and simple tho
blue plume Of diamonds and the sable fur. wero
the only marks of his supreme dignity
Count de Mon,holon, who received from
Bonaparte great fortune. as the reward
Of his devotion to him, after dissipating his
fortune has just been condemned TO impris-
onmcnt for having unduly appropriated to
himself 33 600 francs.
Character Of tie .4ncient Romans Wien
they were poor, they rob6ed mankipd and as
soon as they became rich, they robbed one a
mother.
All truth is valuable and satirical criticism
may be considered as useful when il rectifios
error and improves judgment. He tha, refnes
the public taste is public bcnefactor