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/ I'll be shot if DON'T said ,he lieu.
tenant, well pleased with the project,
which did not, to his apprehension, in
yolve any idea of gunpowder. Where
fore, coming up to his antagonist, the
next day, he bade him. Good morning
Mr.. Adjutant.'
! The latter treated him with bis usual
superciliOus look over the shoulder, the
lieutenant promptly took his nose be.
tween his first and second finger, und
gave it prodigious wrench. Well sat
isfied with this exploit, he went his way,
boasting how prettily he had wrung the
adjutant's nose. But his feelings Of tri-
umph were short, for he was presently
served with a challenge.
| He was now in more trouble than ey-
er. This result he had not looked for (;
and he again repaired to his friends for
advice.
'Wh-wh-whnt bloody fellow that
adjutant is = said he in great perturba-
tion-'he's challenged me =
'Of COURSE returned his friends coolly
mo military man would allow his nose
TO he twisted with impunity.'
'No!-Why in the name of blood and
thunder didn't you tell me that before
I'D seen the devil had his nose before
I'D touched it, if had known what was
going to be the consequence. But what
must do now?'
Fight to be sure
'What f-f-6ght I-I-6gm ! No
no-no--that'll never doll shall be
shot, to dead certainty
'As like as not. Bat it's the business
Of the soldier, you know, to smell gun
POWDER
'Yes-but to feel cold lead--ihat's the
worst Of it,
well, better or worse, there's no help
for 1.-THE adjutant has challenged you,
and fight him you must. They say he's
devil Of fellow on the trigger
l'm dead man, then. / wish his
nose had been at the north polo before
I'd touched it,
As there was no getting off, however,
agreeably to honorable code, the lieuten-
ant chose his second and went to meet
the adjutan,. The combatants took
their ground, each with his side to the
other. But such. was the tremor Of the
lieutenant, that in order to steady his
pistol, he held the breech against his hip,
and in this manner let fy-the adjutant
fell, bored through the loins with NOR
tai would while the trembling lieuten-
ant, sc nrcely knowing, for a time, wheth-
er he was himself alive or dead, escaped
unhurt--conveying with him from the
field Of glory, the reputation Of an hon
orable man IN Y. Constellation.
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NATURE ON THE SrAGE.--The WASH
ington Theatre has been opened for the
season. The performance commenced
on the 4th INST. A correspondent of,he
National Intelllgenccr, giving an account
of tho "opening" relates the following
interesting anecdote -
In the pENoEUMENr of 'Sweet-hearts
and Wives an incident of SO touching
nature occurred, that, with the death
of the senior Mr.. Jefferson, green in our
memory, we may be permitted briefly
to note. Mrs. Chapman, Zone of Mr..
Us daughtcrs,) as Eugenia, in disclosing
to her guardian her fathers death, the
relation reached her heart-strings SO
closcly-the fearful eye-the DISTRACTED
expression of her features--the quiver-
ing lip, created that sympathy in the
audience, which the best feelings Of our
nature should be always proud to recip-
rocate. With Mrs. c. il was no fiction
lit was the melancholy reality--,he
"reminiscences Of a kind father quite over
powered her feelings. There was moth.
ing imaginary in the actress--it was
truth-she mirror was indeed held up to
nature.
The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-11-06

MENTAL BEAUTY.-The transient
charms of external beauty may for a
time enchant the youthful lover the
maiden may gaze with rapture on the
manly form, but nothing short Of intrin-
sic merit can prove the existence Of con-
tinued love. Mental worth alone eau
support slie possessor against the attacks
of fate or fortune and afford him per-
manent delight, when the passions are
impotcnt and disgusting.
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AN AFFAIR OF HONOUR.
The knotted blood within my hose,
That from my wounded body flows,
With mortal crisis doth portsnd
My days to appropinique sn end.


That fighting duel does not imply
courage, few, we believe, will pretend to
deny. That killing ones man does not
imply skill, the following may be taken
as case in proof. 1t was related to US
some years since, as having happened on
the northern frontiers during the war.
But whenever and wherever it happened
the moral is tho same.
There belonged to the army lieuten-
ant who was very cowardly, and an adj
jusant who was very supercilious. He
treated the lieutenant with much con-
tempt, and especially before his brother
officers. Among other modes Of express
sing his feelings, he used often, when
addressed by the latter, instead Of am
swering him gentIemanly face to face.
to give him superciIious glance over
the shoulder.
This behaviour vexed and irritated the
lieutenant to such degree, that he con-
suited his friends ~ to some mode of re-
tallation.
Why said they, the next time the
ndjutant treats yoS in this contem ptuous
manner, you must pull his nose
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THE BROKEN HEART.

He has gono to the land where the dead are
still,
And mute the song Of gladness
He drank at the cup Of grief his fill,
And his life was dream Of adness:
The victim Of ffancy's torturing spell,
From hope to darkness driven
His agony was the rack ofhell,
His Joy was the thrill Of heaven.
He has gono to the land where the dead are
cold,
And thought will sting him-never,
The tomb its darkest veil has roll'd
Ger oil his faults forever
Oh there was light that shonc within
The gloom that hung around him
His heart was formed to WOO and win,
But love had never crown'd him.
He has gone to the land where tho dead may
rest,
In a soft unbroken slumber.
Where the pulse that swcll'd his anguish'd
breast,
Shall never his torturos number;
All little the reckless witlings know
How keenly throbb'd and sma rted
That bosom, which burn'd with a brighter
glow,
Till crush'd and ken.hearted.
lie long'd to love, and frown was all
The cold and thoughtless gave him
He sprang to ambition's trumpet call,
But back they rudely drove him,
He glow'd with spirit pure and high,
They call'd the feeling madness
And he wept for woe with melting eye
Twas weak and moody sadness.
He sought, with an ardor full and keen,
To rise TO a noble station;
But repuls'd by the proud, the cold, the mesr
He sunk in desperation.
They caipd him away to pleasures bowers
But gave him a poisond chslice;
And from the allsring wreath offowers,
They glar'd the grin ofmalice.
He felt that the charm Of life was gone,
That his hopes were child and blasted,
That being wearily linger'd on
In sadness while il lasted,
He turn'd TO the picture fancy drew,
Which he thought would darken never,
It fed-to the damp. cold grave he few,
And he sleeps with the dead forever.
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authority in this respect to act, we do
agroe and by this present act determine
to make such laws and constitutions SO
comfortable &C., or rather to make
those laws ours. and better known among
us that is to say such OF them and SO far
as the nature and constitution of our
place will admit.
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From the Edinburgh Athensum. ]
SADNESS.


Why is my spirit sad
Because tbs parting, each succeeding year,
With something that il used to hold moro dear
Than ought that now remains;
Because the past like a rcceding sail,
Fits into dinpess and tho lonely gallo,
Ger vacant waters rcigns!
'Why is my spirit sad
Because no moro within my soul thero dwell
Thoughts ffcsh az flowers that fill tho mountain
dell
With innocent delight
Because l am weary ofthe strife
That with hot fover taints the springs Of life,
Making the day seem night!
'Why is my spirit ssdi
Alas ye did not know tho lost-the dead,
Who loved with me Of yore green path to tread
The paths of young romance;
Ye never stood with us meath summer skies,
Nor saw the rich light Of their tender eyes--
The Eden Of their glance!
'Why is my spirit sad
Have not the beautiful been borno away
Are not the nobIo hearted turned 10 clay
Withered in root and stem'
l soc that others, in whose looks are mot
The radiant joys Of youth are round inc yet
But not-but not like thom.
] would not be less sad
My days OF mirth arc past Droops DER my brow
The sheaf Of care in sickly paleness now
Tho present is around mo /;
Would that the future were both come and gone
| And that lay where, meath nameless stone !;
Crush'd feelings could not wound mo !
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Knotfy Cass.-Mr. Henson,

a KnOtfy Cdss.-Mr. Henson, q
shoemaker, who resided at Woodend--
near where the village house is now
kept, was not remarkable for the accute-
nvss of his mental perceptions. He KEEP,
for sale, in ,he front part Of his shop, a
few little matters most called for by the
neighbors; such as beer, candles, fruit,
bread, &c. Que morning wag stepped
in, and purchased bottle Of beer. He
stood talking few minutes, and finally
said that he was sorry he had purchased
the beer. aud requested Mr.. Henson to
exchange it for a loaf of bread, as the
price was the same. To this the worthy
cordwainer readily assentcd; the wag
took the loaf and ate it while in the shop
As he was going out, the vender hesita-
tingly reminded him that he had not
paid for the bread.
"Certainly, have paid for the bread,
| gave you the beer for it,"
"But, tisn, you haven't paid me for
the beer."
81 didn't take the beer. 1t is before
you at this moment"
The worthy Crispinian was astound-
ed. He looked sedately aud rubbed his
forehead but all to no purpose the
case was still mystery.
"True," said he, "you gave me the
bottle of beer for the bread, and as still
have the bnttle Of beer, can't demand
pay for that but had both-one is now
gone, and have received no money!
Then he again gravely considered the
matter, and finally abruptly broke out,
with this conclusion. "'Sdeath take 1t
neighbor. it is just as you say, but I'll
be darned if can SEQ into it."-Lynn
Messenger.
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y. II tree of any kind be split, and
weakly children drawn through it. and
afterwards the tree be bound together.
SO as 10 make It unite--as the tree heals
the Shiid Will acquire'strength. Broth
er Tommy was perfectly cured in this
"ay.J Virginia Museum.
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THE POETS REQUIsM.

Peace! /! exalted spirit!
To thy tomb 90 lowly
Thou, in mansions holy,
Blessings dost inherit;
Earth, unkind and cold,
Joy and hope denied thee,
Thee doth silence hold,
Whom no kinsmen weep;
Yet, where thou dost sleep
Let me rest beside thee.
What is life Pa fever;
Death Pa home Of quiet,
Where the shout Of riot
Comes intruding never:
Little hoedest thou,
Though q world deride thee
Heaven 10 round thee now
may shed tear
SANDERS words to hear
Oh TO sleep beside thee
Pure and generous nature,
Der deceit compliant
Towering, as q giant,
Ofhigh heavenly stature.
Gold with splendid lure
or rich promise tried thee
How msy fraud, secure
That his foe il gone,
Laugh thy tomb upon -
Oh TO sleep beside thee
Radiant heir Of glory
Genius unrequited,
Hope Too early bIightcd,
Why was this Thy story
Why did cruel hsnds
From thy love divide thee (!
Lo TO brighter lands
Thou didst soar away
From thy chains Of clay;
Oh to sleep beside thso I
In world 90 weary
Would my path were ended /;
For il lies extended
In perspective dresry,
Though the hcsrtless throng,
From which the grave doth hide ihee,
Gifted son efsong!
Tsko Q willing guest
To thy bed Of rest
Let me sleep beside thee.
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90 if paid in advance, or s2'a5 at the end
No paper discontinued until srrearsgsi
are paid. unless at the discretion Of the pub
Usher.
: Advertisements not marked, will DO contin|
ned iii forbidden, and charged accordingly.
Printing
OF al kinds done with neatness aud despatcl
AT THE HALL,
In the roar Of the Savings Bank
Over the store Of HESRY BrLL.
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IRRITABLE GENIus.-The Journal of
Health, in extracting the following re-
marks upon "the irritnbility Of genius, y
observes" that neither friend nor phys
ician can take any thing like a just view
of the nature Of bodily ailment, unless
aware of their influence on the passions
and emotions of tho mind by which the
invalid is swayed, and Of the sufferings
growing out Of the sus penss and snxiety
Of his vocation" X.
La Harpe, an author by profession,
observes, that as it has been shown that
there are some maladies peculiar to ar
lists, there are also sorrows which are
peculiar to them, and which the world
can neither pity nor soften, because thoy
do not enter into their experience. The
querulous language ofso many men of
genius, has been sometimes attributed to
causes very different from the real one !;
the most fortunate live to see their
talents contested, and their best works
decried. An author, with certain critics,
seems much in the situation Of Benedict
when he exclaimed, "Hang me IN 4
bottle, like cat, and shoot at me and
he that hits me, let him be clapped on
the shoulder, and called Adam :" Az
suredly. many an author has sunk into
his grave. without the consciousness Of
having obtained that fame for which he
had in vain sacrificed AN arduous life.
Tho too-feeling Smollet has left this
testimony to posterity.-"Had some of
sl,<.s~ srto n ro ,,L.sood IN coll st..~ 49,
my friends, been at any pains to deserve
the character, and told me ingenuously
what had to expect in the capacity Of
an aufhsr, I should, in all probability,
have spared myself the incredible labor
and ehogrin | have since undergone"
And SmolIet was popular writer |!
Popc's solemn declaration, iu the preface
to his collected works. comes by no
means short Of ofSmollet's usowsi. When
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sByron.---These remarks were Of
course, written during the Lifetime and
voluntary exile of the noble poet.
The Massachusetts spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1831-1858, 1832-01-11

The Atmosphere NEVER DARK ON A
WINDY NIGHT. Several years since, when
travelling by night IN mail coach, in the
depth of winter and during the absence of
the moon, was surprised to observe, that,
though dense clouds covered every part of
the horizon, and not a single star could he
seen, yet the night was far from being dark
and large objects near the TOAD were easily
discerned. On expressing my surprise to
the driver, he replied, The wind is very
high, and during a great many years that
have heen upon the road, | never knew it to
he dark on windy night" The observa.
ton was at that time new to me but sub.
sequent experience, has convinced me thai
it was true.
P, Loudon's Mag. Of Natural History.
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Extract from Professor Hitchcocks Prize
Essay on .2tcshoLic and Narcotic sub
stances.
RUN FROM BLOOD. If you disti drunk
ards blood you will obtain pure alcohol
indeed, 1T has been found in the ventrcles
of the brain. Now alcohol in the blood
cannot nourlsli any part of the animal svs-
TEN, because no part of that system is com
posed OF alcohol, and there is no reason to
suppose that this substance is decomposed
after getting into circulation. All the or
gans, as an ingenious medical writer re-
marks, decline this alcohol, as the blood
conveys 1t round to them; the head saws.
my nerves are calmer, my thoughts arc
clearer without it, beg to be excused >
the heart says, my motions are more regu-
lar, my affections are purer without it ]
nave no occasion for it : the limbs saw.
our strength is firmer, our vgor is more
GnraDIe without it; we need it not = all
say: ;" 1t cannot nourish us, it cannot sus-
tam US, we will have none of it, and at
length rejected by all, except by those or
gans whose peculiar office it is to convey
out OF the blood its refuse and worthless
parts, 1T is taken up by them and thrown
out of the body.
Stlmulants can bow down TO the Garth an
intellect OF giant strength, and makeit grind
IN bondage, year after year. like Sampson
shorn Of his locks, and deprived of his Wis
ion. Would to God there were not SO
many melancholy illustrations of this
position in the history of drunkenness in
our land. Alas intemperance seems to
select the brightest intellects as her Vic
inns, that she may show her omnipotenco
by crushing them in her iron embrace.
But to pass by the sot and the drunkard,
| maintain that the unnatural excitement
which moderate aud occasional use of al
coholc and narcotic substances produce,
is unfavorable to clearness and vigor in
mental operations. The dizziness Of the
brain, and the cxhilaration accompanying
their use, especially that of alcohol what
are they but incipient delirium and the pre-
monitions Of upoplexy? The mental opera
tons may indeed, seem to be Quckened.
But to what purpose is it, that the machine
is furiousy running and buzzing, after the
balance wheel is taken of?
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The following beautiful extract is from Malte

Inc following beautiful extract is from Malte
Bruins Geography =
RIVERS, In running into the sea, present a
graf variety Of interesting phenomena: many
'oih oars OF sand, as the Senegal and the Nile;
DINERS: ike the Danube, rush with such force
lnto the sea That one can, for certain space,
distinguish the waters of the river from those
OF the sea The Mississippi eiects its waters
win such force that it retains the form of a
strong and rapid river even in the bosom of the
Atlantic, traverses the American coast for up
wards OF two thousand miles, and first mingles
WIN the ocean near the western shores of Scot
iaho. ms p:odlgy is denominated the "Gulf
stream, Rivers, however. sometimes expe-
renee the superior influence Of the sea, which
repeis the waters into their bed Thus the
Seine forms at its mouth "bar of water"
ana the Garonne, unable to discharge with suf-
hcient rapdity, the waters which i. accumu.
iatcs IN kind of gulf between Bordeaux and
lis month, exhibits this aquatic mountain stop
pea ny the finw of the tide, rolling backwards,
hnnoatlng the banks, and agtating vessels.
ne most sublime phenomenon of this kind
Is mat OF the giant of rivers the Orellana, call
cd the river of the AmaZens. Twice a day it
ponrs out its imprisoned waves into the ocean
a liquid mountain is thus raised 10 the height
oil one hundred and eighty feet it frequently
meets the flowing tide of the sea, and the
shock Of these two bodies of water is so dread
iui that it makes the neghboring shores trem-
ole-hshermen and navigators fly from it in the
utmost terror. After every full moon, when
the tides are highest, the river seems also 10
redouble It's power and energy its waters and
nose OF the ocean rush against each othes like
the onset OF Two mighty armies The banks
are inundated with their foaming waves the
rocks drawn along like light pebbles, and borne
as weapons of war almost upon the surface
OF the adverse tides, are compulsory pnrtici.
pators IN the conflict by dashing against and
iraciuring each other. Loud neises like the
elamor OF warning hosts rec echo from island to
s'ano. One would suppose that the genius of
the river and the god Of the ocean commended
IN battle for the empire of the waves. The In.
dams call this phenomenon 'Pororoea.'"
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The following rebuke of popular delu-
sion is indignant, perhaps harsh; but it is
eloquent, and has more truth in it than
flights of fancy usually have:
CHIvALRv. There seems to lie eonsid
cradle magic in this word chivalry. 1t ap-
pears to have absolutely captivaled the ad-
mrers Of every thing that bears the slight
est analogy to it in Specification. The null
lifier adopts it on all occasions. The very
sound of it is enough to fire the bosom and
nerve the arm. Glory is associated with
lis every letter-it heralds all enviable
fame and leads the inspired hero-where /?
" to seek the bauble honor even in the can
mems mouth ?" Pshaw this is nothing to
its most laudable suggestions. 1t leads
him to turn his face against the coun-
try that nurtured him; to feel no graf
itude for the blessings she has shower
ed on his head-to abuse and vilify her
government-to sap the foundation upon
which is erected her greatness and her pow
er-to disseminate doctrines by which the
holy veneration for her institutions may be
obliterated-in short to SOW the seeds of
revolution, ANARCHY and ruin. This is mod
ern chivalry. This is the chivalry, coun-
trymen, of some ameng US, we trust of but
few, who would burn an Ephesian Temple
for name, and whirl the peaceful elements
into a tempest could they but become the
meteors OF the storm.
Eoaroofo..., H.:
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People will laugh in your face if you tell them
that If they breathe carbonic acid gas instead
OF pure DIR in their sleep, they may never wake
and that If hot air passes continually by pine,
with but sheet iron between the two, the wood
is very apt to burn; yet scores Of men and wo-
men die every winter by charcoal; houses and
stores are burnt by stove pipes and " who'd a
thought itm
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There are some evils so frightful, and some
misfortunss SO horrible, that we dare not THINK
on them; the very prospect makes US tremple A;
1t they chance to fall on us, we find more reliel
than we could imagine, We arm ourselves
against perverse fortune, and do better tnsn
we hoped for.-La Brnyers.
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CONVERSATION. In conversation, eschew
that poor Penny-farthing pedantry of suggest
ing etymologies, and being curious about the
origin of this or that expression. Words are
the current coin Of conversation take them as
thry are told down TO you, and pay them away
as they are demanded. 1t would be as rational
for man to be curious to know through what
hands every shilling in his purse had passed, as
whence this word is derived, and whence the
other.
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Georgetotsa Unica.

COMPLAINTS OF LIFE. Those who most
complain of life are those who have made it
dsagreeable. Some men stuff their beds with
the thorns of remorse, instead Of the down
of Iepose, and when they lie on them, they
roar with the agony they have inflicted on
themselves. AS reasonably might the ass COM
plain Of the thistles which wound his mouth
when he persists in chewing them. Those who
most feel the load of life complain the least of
The Massachusetts spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1831-1858, 1832-01-11

ANEcDoTE. DR.. H. of Massachusetts, in
his young days had been wild fellow, and
enacted as many mad pranks as any youth of
his time. Among the last of his frolics was
that OF Selling upon horse which he found
in the highway, tying a pine bush to his tail
mounting on his back and galloping him
through the town. In his career he was
met by the clergyman of the parish, who
said, David, ! thought you had done sowing
your wild oats" :" So have, sir" replied
the young hare-brain, and now I'm bush
ing them in."-.Neao York Constellation.
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4 SWEET TEMrrR. A gentleman, whom ask
ca MS opinion OF certain critic, few days
ago. gave il in the following terms =" Why,
te is perfect crab.appe--a decoct,on Of Yer.
Juice-'tho quintcssenoe of acerbty. If ]
wished to convert tho Thames into lemonade, !
should pitch him into it and il, after tho first
dp, 1t was not sufficiently calculated for ordi
nary drinking, water must contain greater
quantity Of saccharne matter than chemists
generally imagine"