New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1842-12-13
THE TRIBU NE.
Iiterdrp Notices.

I,es entertaining than some OF Its innfhediate pre-
fs ssors, though its papers have more perma-
value and eyince more thong Int and elaborate
alton. The leading article IS an instructive
easaill essay upon Language and its made
- AZ 10 express with perfect accuracy and preci-
he feelings of the heart 1t is good paper
3 3scssing merit, in its way, far above the ordi
ys,andmd Of Magazine articles. The Women
. Ancient Gerrnany is the subject of well
written historic essay drawn principally from
Tacitus I'll Cruise Of the Warren furnishes
the subject r. everal thrilling sketches of incl
dents al sea sgd interesting notice. of the scenery
&c of the Grecian Archipelago. Sketches of
South Carolina No l. gives very pleasing
sketch of Sunday on the Plantation There are
several other interesting prose articles, and Poetry
from the pens of w. P. PALMER, WILLIAM WAL
LACE Mrs. E. c. KINNEY, c. F. ORNE, Rock
WELL, FLAccus and others, some of which we
shall copy as we can find room.
Among the Literary Notices is one of the re-
Gently published "Sporting Scenes and Sunday
Sketches" of the lamentcd HAYES. We take
from it the following beautiful extract, written in
the true spirit Of healthy nature, entitled
SOME OBSERVATIONS CoNcERNING QUAIL
The quail is the bid for He is rover, no
emigrant He stays at home, and is identified
with the soil. Where the farmer works, he lives,
and loves, and Whistles In budding sprng-time,
and in scorching summer; in bounteous autumn,
and in barren winter; his voice is heard from the
same bushy hedge-fence, and from his customary
cedars. Cupidi,y and cruelty may drive him to
the woods, and to seek quiet seats; but be
merciful and kind to him, and he will visit your
barn-yard, and sing for you upon the boughs OF the
apple-tree by your gateway. But when warm May
FIRST the young flowers TO open and receive her
breath, then begin the loves, and jealousies, and
duels of the heroes OF the bevy. Daes, too often,
alas! bloody and fatal; for there liveth not en- in,
dividusl of the gainaccons order, Drawer, bolder,
more enduring, than cock quail lighting for his
ladye-love. Arms, too, he wieldeth such as give
no vain blows, rightly used His mandible serves
for other purposes than biting of grasshappers
and picking up Indian corn While the dire atfrny
RACES, Miss Quana looketh on from her safe perch
on limb above the combatants, impartial specta-
tress holding her love under her left wing patiently;
and when the vanquished craven finally bites the
dust, descends and rewards the conquering hero !
with her heart and hand.
Now begin the cares and responsibilities Of wed.
dcdMe. Away fy the happy pair to seek some
grassy ,ussock, where safe from the eye OF the
hawk and the nose of the fox, they may rear their
expected brood in peace, provident and not doubt
ing that their espousals will be blessed with nu-
nervous offspring. Oats harvest arrives, and the
fields are waving with yellow grain Now be wary,
Oh kind-hcarted GRADER and tread not into those
pure white eggs ready to burst with lite. Soon
there is a peeping sound heard. and 10! proud
! mother walketh magnifcently in The midst of her
children, scratching and picking, and teaching
them how to swallow. Happy she if she may be
permitted to bring them up TO maturity, and I'M
compelled to renew her joys in another nest.
The assduities Of a mother have beauty and
sacreaness about them that command respect and
reverence in all animal nature, human or inhuman-
what lie does that word carry-except, Perhaps
in monsters, insects and fish. never yet heard OF
the parental tenderness of trout eating up his
little baby, nor of the hlial gratitude ST spider,
Z nippng the life out OF his sray-headed father, and
usurping his web. But if you would see the pures,
the sincerest, the most affecting picty OF parent
love, star,le young family OF qnais and watch the
conduct of the mother. She will not leave you.
i No, not she But she will fall at your feet utter
4 ing q noise which none but distressed mother
I can make, and she will run, and iiutter and seem
10 Try to be caught, and cheat your outstretched
hand, and affect to be wing broken and wounded,
and yet have Just strength enough to tumble along
until she has drawn you, fatigued, sale distance
rom her threatened children, and the young hopes
If her heart; and then will she mount, whirring
with glad strength, and away through the maze OF
tees you have not before, like close-shot
bullet, fly to her skulking infants. Listen now
Do YOU hear those three half !aintivc notes,
quickly and clearly poured QUIT She is calling
tue boys and girls together. She sings not now
Rob White ah! Bob Whiteh That is
R,r husbands ove-call, or his t,umpel-bast of
defiance. But she calls sweetly and softly for her
Sst children. Hear them peep peep! peep!
at the welcome voice Of their mothers love. They
are coming together. Soon the whole family will
nee, again. Il is foul sin to disturb them; bat
ie,read your devious way, and let her near your
coming footsteps, breaking down the briars, as
ysu renew the danger. She is quiet. Not word
4 Is passed between the fearful tugitives. Now, II
You have the heart to do it, lie low, keep still, and
! initiate the call of the hen-quail. ., mother .
mother how your heart would die it you could
witness the deception! The little ones raise up
their trembling heads, and catch comfort and
imagined safety from the sound. Peep peep.
'ney come 10 yon, straining their little eyes, and
Clustering together. and answering, seem 10 say:
Where is she Mother! mother! are here!
knew an Ethiopian once-he lives get in
novel, on the brush plains of Matowacs-who
called whole bevy together IN that way. He
first shot the parent bird; and when the muir
derous villain had ranged them in close company,
I while they were looking over each others necks
and mioglng their doubts and hopes and dstresses
IN 10 little circle, ne lcveed his cursed musket at
their unhappy breasts, and butchered-' What,
sil my pretty ones! Did yon say ALI He did;
and he lives VET o. let ms not meet that niger
six miles North of Patchogue, in place where the
scrub oaks with cavernous gloom sudden
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