The native American., 1838-10-13
-Ertract from am old English Publication.

Extract from an old English Publication.
MANLY BEAuTY.-"There," said Sir Ben
jamin one morning to me as we were riding past
the barracks, ''look at that young soldier" He
wore the dress of private of the tenth Hussars
his age might be three or four and twenty; his
height full six feet, and he was just as slight as 1t
was possible to be without injury 10 his strength,
or the perfect manliness of his whole appearance.
His person appeared, and was acknowledged
by the whole regiment, to be faultess and mould
ed III the most exact symetry. 1t reminded one
of strength, activity, and lightness all at once.
His feet and hands were small, tapered and beauti-
ful. The man was SO accustomed to see people
stop and look at him, that he merely smiled, not
ahectedly, but with appearance Of good nature,
Joined to some little degree of archness Sir
Benjamin called the man to his side, and fanci-
ed by his deep blush, that the soldier guessed his
motive in speaking to him. Nature for once in
her ife determined to show the world what a
man ought to be, had given the soldier the finest,
full rich, soft tone of voice. which could be well
imagined.-He could neither read nor write, yet
either this man was naturally gentleman, or his
perfect beauty made one fancy SO, for it was i'm
possible to think him vulgar. His hair, which
absolutely grew in full ringlets, was of the finest
silken quality. 1t was not quite black for there
was a rich glow OF dark reddish brown upon it,
then for his eyes, it was almost impossible to as
certain their exact trait-they were SO bright and
stag-like pronounced them decidedly purple
aad was laughed at for my pains-but there was
nothing equivocal about the color of his teeth,
two even rows of pearls, not too small. His
mouth around which played many dimple, was
large enough to add to that manness ofeXpression
for which he was SO celebrated. There was a
peculiar character about the upper ip-one might
have magiued that it quivered with the ardor Of
some warlike command, just delivered-but then
the under lip was so brightly red and pouting, it
ought to have been woman's. HIS skin was OF
the very finest and most delicate texture, clear
and olive colored; but then he was always blush.
ing. His moastachios, of which he was not
little proud, were like the hair of his head. There
was much about the face of this young man which
reminded one of Lord Byron.
| The Soldiers Death.--Onc fine morning,
about week after my meeting with the handsome
soldier, was good deal affected by witnessing,
from my window, funeral procession which was
passing. "There goes a poor soldier to his last
home" said my maid, who happened to be set
ting with me. twas stormy day, and the wind
whistled mournfully among the trees. ale hears
it not poor fellow" said |, "nor wind nor
weather can disturb him now." AS they passed
slowly by my window, observed that the fune-
raj was attended by one Of the officers of the
Tenth Hussars, to which regiment the dead SOL
dier had been attached. looked again and dis
covered him to be Sir Benjamin; he looked unu-
sually melancholy, and for my part, though |
always considered this mournful sight, had
never been 50 affected by : se44ier's funeral until
now. ''It is the dull weather which disorders our
nerves." said |, brushing away tear. was
going from the window when my attention was
arrested by the sight of wild, beautiful, young
female, who rushed on towards the coffin. Her
hair was dishevclled, and her eyes swollen with
tears. My husband soon returned, and informed
me that the girl was the betrothed Of the " hand
some young soldier" whom he had Just followed
to his last home! This man had stood before me
with all his god-like beauty but few days past,
and nOw-felling the tears again rushing to my
eyes, hastily left the room. | learnt afterwards
that he had been i'll but two days with brain
fever. Sir Benjamin visited him at the death
bed. His late pale cheek was now flushed with
bright crimson glow, and the disorder ofhs fine
dark auburn ringlets seemed but to increase the
beauty which could not easily be dsfgured. AS
the poor maniac struggled in the arms of the men,
who vainly endeavored to conine him, by means
of straight waiscoat, he offered some Of the finest
models for the statuary art which could well be
conceived.-His beauty acquired character OF
more sublimity from the disorder of his brain,
and all that Supernatural, glowing ardour--that
immense bodily strength-the youthful fire of that
sweet conference.-the eve which flashed such
wild indignation on his fanccd tormcntors-th
boiling blood rushing thro' the transparent veins
all this became mass of cold senseless CLAW
to mingle with the clods of the valley before the
next revolving sun.
Beet Sugar Nanyactory-The Newbury
port Mass. Herald states that the Beet Sugar
Company of Northampton are getting their build