The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1839-09-04

s.Nspsr---I repeat it--sEvEa
Ths ,orda were followed by plunge In
.nalwavss In the agonizing thought OF los ]
-. =. "a co,aver. and that too. by his own fol-
i, =, Clair had approached the very edge Of
~, rock. and as the last word escaped her
l;ns. Il stepping forward, bis foot slipped, and
he was precipiiated into the sea.
What ia the name of the Holy ST. Mark
can that be, Antonio y
Save him, Antonio, Martinez, one oil the
S;gnors has fallen into the sea. Are not your
nets spread beneath the Lady's Leap p
,Twas the voice Of Francisco, the gondolier,
calling to the fishermen, and in an instant ne
swept to their side.
'Ay, that they are. and strong ones they be
too, and as good as any fisher in Venice can
boast, and II the Signor has fallen in them,
we will soon bring him safe TO land again
The net was accordingly raised, and the
Lord OF st. Clair rescued from watery
grave.
Look to the lady ? said one Of the fishers,
as they reached the rock. Twas inez, lying
upon her face. When she heard the plunge,
she ran down the rock to the gondola, that lay
some few rods distant, and having succeeded
in making Francisco understand her, and
seen him depart, she tainted and fell with her
forehead Il. the rock. Harold and Isabelle
had beard the screams, and reached there az
they were taking st. Clair from the net. He
soon recovered, as he was only stunned by
the fall, and had swooned in the sea.
dearest Inez, can you forgive me 7! Her
head fell upon his bosom, and her tcars min
gled with the salt water.
II was near midnight when the gondola left
the Hermit's Rock The fair moon looked
out lovingly on the still waters-bright vesper,
with her sad and streamy light, shone like
beacon in the far-of living blue--while every
lesser star seemed to glow and burn with re-
newed brilliancy, for although they had been
weeping over the bright-eyed flowers, their
tears only halEveiled their loneliness. A soft
breeze had sprung up, as il were, from the
bosom of the sea, and trembled over the
waves like the last quiyering notes Of lute's
broken string. The oars we're glancing in the
moonlight--the gondola was gliding mcrrily
along by the beautiful villas that lie on the
banks ne the Brenta, when the low tones of a
guitar fell upon the ear.
Softly, softly, my good Francisco, rest
your oars, and listen
The boat accordingly paused opposite the
villa from which the music seemed to pro-
quisite melody, and in the soltest Italian,
sang
"Oh touch the chords lightly,
For sweey she slumbers,
And round her plays brightly
A vision Of wonders.
For her dreams ale purer NJ
Than the dew drop Of even,
And angels now lure her
To the blue Of their heaven.
The winds gentle breathing
Disturbs not her repose,
Whilst the wild flowers waving
With the dewy-gemmd rose,
Their sweets are disabling, a
And the soft summer air
With fragrance is filling,
And waves over her there.
Sleep on, then. my bright one,
For Dove thee Is beaming
The eve-siar whose beauty
Shall gid thy young dreaming ,%
Then touch the chords lightly,
For sweetiy she slumbes,
And round her plays brightly
vision of wonders"
The voice Of the serenader ceased and the
gondola resumed its motion.
May our bridal, dearest Inez,' whispered
ST. Clair as they stepped upon the shore,
May our bridal prove as joyous, and our
union as bissful, as though ! had never
thought of Love TEST
New LIGHT FOR LIGHT HOUSES A
letter Of the 10th ult., from Trieste states that
new system Of producing light for light
houses has been invented BY a SERGEANT major
in the Austrian artillery, named Selcknosky.
The apparatus consists Of a parabolic mirror,
SO inches by 80, with IL inch focus, and the
light is produced by new kind Of wax candle,
invented BY M. Selcknosky. 1t has been tried
under the inspection of the Austrian Lloyd's
Company in the port Of Trieste, by being
erected on the mast ola vessel The light is
said to have Illuminated the whole Of the port
and the surrounding parts Of the town equal to
the moon at full (D; and at the distance Of
600 yards the finest writing can be read. A
second trial has been made in bad weather,
and the result was proportionably favorable.
London Nautical Magazine.
LoNDoN.-The Knickerbocker doesn't think very
highly Of Grants " Sketches Of London" recently
published. Il says:
"The work is composed Of very minute gossip:
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