Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1839-04-15

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By the receipt Of Halifax papers to the 9th, are
enabled t. lay before our readers few additional
extracts from London papers Of the 5th altime.
| The Hon. s. Cuaard, Of Nova scotia. has contracS
ed to carry the mail from Falmouth to Halifax, by
steam, twice month, for f55,O0O sterling per am
mum. He is also to forward the nail TO Boston in
| small steamers, and to keep running between
Pictou and Quebec. n. Labauchere has been APP
pointed under Secretary of State in the Colonial de
partment.
| The Dublin papers were discussing the merits of
Lord Ebrington the new Lord Lieutenant of Ireland.
Lsrd Clarendon was expected home from Madrid.
The London adviees from that city were to the 23rd
| GAZETTE ANNoUNcEMENr.--T. Colley Grattan,
Esq, Consul for Massachusetts, and i. Carew Hunt
Esq, Consul in the Azores.
A imam named Wilson, apprehended by Mr.. O'Bri-
en-, S. M. at Mitchelstown, a charge of numbering
Lord Norb~ry, forwarded to Tullamore for
examination. There are five persons charged with
the crime in Tullamore Jail.
The "London Times of the 7th ult. has long vi
Imperative article. based the runors aoat at Hall
fax relative to the disputed territory, at the time the
Inconstant frigate sailed to England. These rumors
pers would of course make the most of them. How
ever that intelligence has long since been contra
dicted in England by later accounts from this
try the article from the Times like that from the
"Liverpoo standard" needs no further nstice here
In reply to question from Sir r. Peel, Lord John
Russell said that he should be prepared with the
ministerial measures in relation to the government of
Canada, Immediately after Easter.
Mr.. O'Connell asked Lord John Russell several
questions respecting the reports of Col Prince shoot
ing prisoners in cold blood
Lord John said he had information the sub
ject.
Mr.. o'Connell said he should repeat the questions
before long
IMPORTANT FROM THE DISPUTED BOUNDARY
have already said that the ladies, God bless them
have again begun pour forth their soft illusions
and to neglect nending their stockings, in order to
write love letters for the Herald. Here is one:-
The Letter.
DEAR BENNETT
Having been long delighted reader Of your admi-
rabe paper feel peculiar pleasure in the thought
that you will peruse these lines. wish to say few
words about a recent occurrence which has filled me
with pleasure, peculiar and unbounded. Last night,
as was reclining upon my couch, fell INTO strange
state of reverie-a Kind OF trance in which led
along through the airy regions of humbug thought
was upon the flowing bank of beautiful river, which
rolled away in curling rpples, and from its slightly
agitated bosom the sunbeams were reflected with
dazzling lustre The trout darted from the crystal
element showing his beautiful, variegated side for
moment, and then again darling away, free as free
dom's self. The birds upon the trees tuned their
mellow threats to harmony, and sang with that ease,
that enchanting freedom, which alone characterizes
natures works.
Oh! how love to look upon a scene like this
bright! Although this but drean-although
here among brick walls, my heart was thus enchant-
ed-athough the reality, the loved dear reality, can
be, yet feel kind pleasure, sad pleasure,
in now thinking over my happiness. The scene
cannot be described. II is one of those that can be
felt-not described. But you can readily perceive
that the picture is yet ncompete-that one thing is
wanting. A form approached me as ! sat upon the
bank Of that smiling stream-my happiness was
complete.-it was your own dear self! You know,
dear Bennett that you perfect idol [squint
and all | supposed with sex, and need sur
prise be excited that should feel thrill of &c
stasy your form became perceptible through
the ovsrhansiAg trsss' 4 can remember now
whole form. 1t seemed though the c6nsum-
nation of my happiness was competed-as though
that which had been through life my chief desire,
was now to be gratifed. Natures works seemed
yet farer when could have some one with me who
could appreciate, as well as sympathise. No where
does ones happiness seem so undiv ided, so entire,
as when with some loved, dear friend we gaze
upon the beauties Of nature. OH love to wander
thus sso'er hill and dale and rock and stream, TO
feast upon the beautiful, the sublime, and forget
awhile this old, rumbling city, with its tumult and
confusion. Here is the birthplace OF love- pure and
undefilea Here the blooming archer can breathe an
atmosphere suited to his own natare-an atmosphere
as pure as the ether Of Ely sumas that which floats
through the regions of beatitude. Il
Oh, that my pen had power to speak, as my heart
can feel, then would this seem heaven indeed
But the sunset hour has come-the glorious lumina-
nv never seemed fairer-never, do i say! No.
Once upon the banks OF the Skaneateles
view was seen. You have seen, all should see that
glorious spot this lovely hour Beautiful fairy
home, lovely the groves Of paradise, is that Sc
cluded lake with its woodland scenery. Excuse
these few hasty lines-they penned by affections
hand-they win be appreciated. CAROLINE
p. $. Please put this in corner OF your paper,
that may know il is received
The Reply.
DEAR CARoLtSE,-You are a very charming girl,
with fine mind and sweet poetcal fancy-but
take that you do not make mistake in the est
mate you put upon may not exactly be what
/ am cracked up for. Again. Carry, my love, You
have fine taste for the beauties Of nature, but have
you an equal taste in making buildings and keeping
house The lake Of Skaneateles is lovely sheet Of
water. l have been its shores freqsently and
know its charms-but poetry will not make the pot
boil-poetry will not buy potatoes-poetry viii not
make good pudding. Think Of that, my dear girl
Nature is lovely indeed Woods wales, lakes, crags,
and picturesque hills all delightful to look upon,
but the boudor Of an innocent, accomplished, sensi-
bic young woman, is far lovelier scene, and can
only be excelled by the parlor or dravingroon Of
the same being, when she has become happy wife,
with little rosy girl hanging at her apron strings
and saying, Ma, shall kneel down. clasp my hands
and say my prayers before go to bed :"
have great deal more to say to you, dear Caro-
lire, bat must take another time TO pour out few