Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1834-08-14


ly and his lips quivered as though he would
have spoken. The Queen, still furious
from the wrong done her fame, marked the
expression. SILENCE she cried, De-
graded wouldst thou meanly beg thy for
feited life; vert thou my father, thou
shouldst die Tomorrow Hence with the
villain! Bid Maitland execute the war
rant. Ourself, ourself will sign it, away
Chatelar dies at day break
''Tis WE'LL replied he calmly, it is well,
the lips l love the best pronounce my
doom and die happy since die for Ma
ry! Wouldst thou but pity the offender.
while thou dost doom the offence, de Chat
elar would not exchange his shortened
span of life, and violent death, for the
brightest crown Of Christendom. My limbs
may die, my love will live forever. Lead
on, minions, am more glad to die than ye
to Stay Mary, beautiful Mary, tlIinkisete-
after upon Chatelar =
The guards passed onward, last OF the
group, unfettered and unmoyed, de Chat
elar stalked after them. Once ere he stop
ped beneath the low browed portal, he
bowed, placed both hands upon his heart,
bowed lowly, and then pointed upwards,
as he clIanted once again, the words Rem
seq moi, Noble Dame, Pensez a moi
As he vanished from her presence. she
waved her hand impatiently to be left a.
lone, and all night long she trayersed aud
re-traversed the floor of her chamber in
paroxysms of the deepest despair. The
warrant was brought To her; silently, stern
ly, she traced her signature beneath it;
not sigh Of sympathy was on her PaIiid
features, nor tremor shook her frame
she was passionless, majestic and unmov-
ed. The secretary lett the chamber on
the fatal errand, and Mary was again wo-
man. PROSTATE upon her couch she lay,
sobbing and weeping as though her very
soul was bursting from her bosom, defy
ing all consolation, spurning every otler Of
remedy. s'Tis done ! she would say.
s'Tis done! have preserved my fame,
and murdered my only friend
The mo, ming dawned slowly, and the
heavy bells Of all the churches changed
the death peal Of Chatelar. The tramp
Of cavalry deiling from the palace gates
struck on her heart as though each hool
dashed on her bosom. An hour passed a.
way, the minute bells still tolling. The
roar Of culvern swept heavily downward
| from the castle, and all was over! HE had
died as he had lived, devoted! Mary, di-
vino Mary were his last words, love
ir death w loved in life, thoe and ihoe
| only The axe drank his blood, and the
Queen of Scotland had not truer servant
left behind, whom for moments phren'
| zy she was compelled to Stay, yet was hi
last wish gratifed, for though the Queer
! might not relent, the woman did forgive
and, in many mOurnful hour did Mary
| think on Chatelar.
From the Gardeners Alagusiae.
Uselcssness Of earthing up groioing crops
of Potatoes.-I would offer a few hints
that may aid the endeavors Of those who
advocate beneftting the condition of the
poor; they may contribute to increase the
objection which some have urged against
exhaus:ing the powers Of labor. Nj.
Knights observaaions regarding the pota-
toe are valuable; but there is one labori.
Gus operation commonly resorted 10 in cul.
tivating this vegetable, which / think iias
not been sufficiently considered; and which
I am convinced by more than ten years
experience, is superauous. Observing tina
a Tmer, in managing field OF potatoes
along side Of mine, did not earth them up
but simply fiat, hoed the surface Of th'
soil to clear away the weeds, while / hat
mine earthed up with great care, deter
mined on noticing the difference in taking
up the crop; and, to my establishment. hs
had ID tons to the aero, while l had moi
more than half the quantity. and his pota-
toes were Of more marketable quality
than mine, being generally of good size,
while mine were large and small. The
result induced me to question the farmer,
and he told me it was practice he had fol-
lowed for many years, as he thought the
earthing up was worse than labor thrown
away that year or two before he had
obtained 10 tons per acre by the same
! management. This statement put me up
on considering the principles from which
such result was founded and it appear
cd to me that, by drawing up the earth
over the potatoe, in sloping ridges, ii was
deprived Of its due supply Of moisture by
the rains for, when they fell. the watel
was cast in the bitches. Further, in re-
gard to the idea that, by thus earthing up,
the number of tubers is increased; the Of
feet is quite the reverse, for experience
proves that a potatoe an inch only under
the surface, will produce a greater number
of tubers than one planted at the depth OF