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but well beaten ; the snow on each side deep and impassable; and to turn back without danger of sticking fast, not to be thought of The first half of the journey was passel without accident. The road now ran along the skirts of a pine forest, when the traveller ...i. perceived a suspicious noise behind her. Casting back a look of alarm, she saw a troop of wolves trotting along the road, the number of which her fears hindered her from estimating. To escape by flight is her first thought; and with unsparing whip she urges into a gallop the horse, which itself .." the danger. Soon a couple of the strongest and most hungry of the beasts appear at her side, and seem disposed to stop the way. Though their intention seems to be only to attack the horse, yet the safety both of the mother and of the children depends on the preservation of the animal. The danger raises its value; it seems entitled to claim for its preservation an extraordinary sacrifice. As the amariner throws overboard his richest treasures to appease the raging waves, so here has necessity reached a height at which the emotions of the heart are dumb before the dark commands of instinct; the latter alone suffers the unhappy woman to act in this distress. She seizes her second child, whose bodily infirmities have often made it an object of anxious care, whose cry even offends not her ear, and threatens to whet the appetite of the blood-thirsty monsters—she seizes it with an involuntary motion, and before the mother is conscious of what she is doing, it is cast out, and—enough of the horrid tale —the last cry of the victim still sounded in her ear, when she discovered that the troop, which had remained some minutes behind, again closely pressed on the sledge. The anguish of her soul increases, for again the murder-breathing forms are at her side. Pressing the infant to her ico. bosom, she casts a look on her boy, four years old, who crowds closer and closer to her knee. “But, dear mother, I am good, am I not ? You will not throw me into the snow, like the bawler?”—“And yet! and yet!” cried the wretched woman, in the wild tumult of despair, “thou art good, but God is merciful!—Away!” The dreadful deed was done. To escape the furies that raged within her, the woman exerted herself, with powerless lash, to accelerate the gallop of the exhausted horse. With the thick and gloomy forest before and behind her, and the nearer and nearer trampling of her ravenous pursuers, she almost sinks under her anguish; 2nly the recollection of the infant that she holds in her arms—only the desire to save it, occupies her heart, and with difficulty enables it to bear up. She did not venture to look behind her. All at once, two rough |. are laid on her shoulders, and the wide open loody jaws of an enormous wolf hung over her head. It is the most ravenous beast of the troop, which having partly missed its leap at the sledge, is dragged along with it, in vain seeking with its hinder legs for a resting place, to enable it to get wholly on the frail vehicle. 'ffle weight of the body of the monster draws the woman backwards—her arms rise with the child: half torn from her, half abandoned, it becomes the prey of the ravenous heast, which hastily carries it off into the forest. Exhausted, stunned, senseless, she drops the reins, and continues her journey, ignorant whether she is delivered from her pursuers or not. Meantime the forest grows thinner, and an insulated farm-house, to which a side road leads, appears at a moderate distance. The horse, left to itself, follows this new path; it enters through an open gate; panting and foaming it stands still; and amidst a circle of
persons who crowd round with good-natured surprise, the unhappy woman recovers from her stupefaction, to throw herself, with a loud scream of anguish and horror, into the arms of the nearest human being, who appears to her as a guardian angel. All leave their work—the mistress of the house the kitchen, the thresher the barn, the eldest son of the family, wo
his axe in his hand, the wood which he has just cleft —to assist the unfortunate woman; and, with a mixture of curiosity and pity, to learn, by a hundred inquiries, the circumstances of her singular appearance. Refreshed by whatever can be procured at the moment, the stranger gradually recovers the power of speech, and ability to give an intelligible account of the dreadful trial which she has undergone. The insensibility with which fear and distress had steeled her heart, begins to disappear; but new terrors seize her—the d eye seeks in vain a tear—she is on the brink of boundless misery. But her narrative had also excited conflicting feelings in the bosoms of her auditors; though pity, commiseration, dismay, and abhorrence, imposed alike on all the same involuntary silence. One only, unable to command the overpowering emotions of his heart, advanced before the rest—it was the young man with the axe: his cheeks were pale with affright—his wildly rolling eyes flashed ill-omened fire. “What!” he exclaimed; “three children—thy own children! the sickly innocent—the imploring boy—the infant suckling—all cast out by the mother to be devoured by the wolves! Woman, thou art unworthy to live.” And at the same instant, the uplifted steel descends with resistless force on the scull of the wretched woman, who falls dead at his feet. The perpetrator then calmly wipes the blood off the murderous axe, and returns to his work. The dreadful tale speedily came to the knowledge of the magistrates, who caused the uncalled avenger to be arrested and brought to trial. He was of course sentenced to the punishment ordained by the laws; but the sentence still wanted the sanction of the emperor. Alexander, the splendour of whose virtues is only rendered more conspicuous by the throne, caused all the circumstances of this crime, so extraordinary in the motives in which it originated, to be reported to him in the most careful and detailed manner. Here, or nowhere, he thought himself called on to exercise the godlike privilege of mercy, by commuting the sentence passed on the criminal, into a condemnation to labour not very severe; and he accordingly sent the young man to the fortress of Dunamunde, at the mouth of the Duna, in the Gulf of Riga, there to be confined to labour during His Majesty's pleasure.—Lon. Mirror.
THE BOOK OF JASHER. Among the ancient documents inserted under ou historical head during the present volume, is an article on the “Book of Jasher.” The following article will show in what light that book is hereafter to be considered. (From the S. S. Journal.)
In Joshua, x. 13, and 2 Samuel i. 18, mention is made of the Book of Jasher. There is a work now in existence under this name, the history of which should be known. Its forgery has been lately exposed in a pamphlet by the Rev. Mr. Horne, of which we find the following account in an English Review :
These pages are to form part of an appendix to a new edition of the indefatigable author's “Introduction to the Critical Study of the Holy Scriptures,” now in press. A small impression of them has been thrown off, with the laudable design of putting the public on their guard against being imposed upon by a reprint of the literary forgery here exposed, which numbers of the clergy have been induced to purchase as an original publication, and a curious, if not authentic work. This Book of Jasher was published by its author for two shillings and sixpence. The Bristol reprint has been sold at the modest charge of ten shillings, which was subsequently increased to a pound sterling !
The author of this clumsy forgery was Jacob Ilive, a type-founder and printer, who carried on business in London between the years 1730 and 1763, in which last year he died. In Chalmers’ Biographical Dictionary, the following notice is given of him. “Being not perfectly sound in his mind, he produced some strange works. . In 1733, he published an oration, intended, to prove the plurality of worlds, and asserting that this earth is ... that the souls of men are apostate angels, and that the fire to punish those confined to this world, at the day of judgment, will be immaterial.—In this strange performance the author unveils his deistical rinciples, and takes no small liberty with the Sacred §. and especially with the character of Moses. Emboldened by his first adventure, he determined to become the public teacher of infidelity. For this purpose, he hired the use of Carpenter's Hall, where, for some time, he delivered his orations, which consisted chiefly of scraps from Tindal, and other similar writers.” Ilive published the Book of Jasher in 1751, and notice was taken of it in the Monthly Review for December of that year, exposing its contemptible character and deistical design. “ The whole,” says the reviewer in conclusion, “is so full of blunders, inconsistencies, and absurdities, that we think it beneath any further notice.” A few specimens are given by Mr. Horne. It may be sufficient to mention, that Alcuin, the supposed translator, is made to refer to the University of Oxford, which was not founded by King Alfred, (the earliest date claimed for it,) till 82 years after Alcuin's decease; and to the paper upon which he wrote, 300 years before the art of making paper was introduced into Europe Mr. Horne deserves the thanks of the religious public, for the complete exposure which he has #. of this shameless forgery, by an almost superfluous exercise of learned pains. the provisions of the Act of the British Parliament. The Governor in his speech, proroguing the Assembly, after a laborious session of nine weeks, thus alludes to the adoption of this important measure:
GOVERNMENT OF THE UNITED STATES. (Concluded.)
HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES.
Apportionment of Representatives to each State, according to the Census of 1830, and ratio of 47,700.
Maine, time of election Sept. 1833, 8 Reps.
The salary of each Senator and Representative is $8 per day, and $8 for every twenty miles travel in going to or returning from Washington.
SUPREME COURT. Annual Term at Washington City, second Monday in Jan
uary. John Marshal, Chief Justice, residence Richmond, Va. appointed Jan. 31, 1801, salary $5000. Wm. Johnson, Associate Justice, Charleston S. C. appointed March 26, 1804, $4500. Gabriel Duvall, Associate Justice, Marietta, Md. appointed November 18, 1811, $4500
“Slavery, that greatest curse that can afflict the social system, has now received its death-blow :-you, who collectively were not responsible for its origin, and who, ji. have in many instances mitigated its evils, have recorded your acquiescence in its speedy and final extinction. he influence of your example will be felt far beyond the sphere of your direct control. It has long been evident that the contracted continuation of slavery could only lead to the dissolution of that society the powers of which were to: by its baneful effects. But that transition by which alone a cure could be effected, was one of great difficulty, and requiring some courage to undertake. It has been thought by the British Government, that the dangers of this critical operation might be lessened by an intermediate state of probation; and, in conformity with their suggestion, you have adopted that plan. But this is a part of the subject which will of course be open to your subsequent revision. The extreme duration of this period is fixed; but should you hereafter, in the exercise of your discretion, founded on §. observation of the disposition and conduct of the
egroes, think that the term of apprenticeship could be either safely diminished, or shortly abrogated, there is no determination which would be hailed with greater satisfaction by the British Government and the people, and no one would more rejoice than myself at the last traces being utterly effaced of that state of things of which I have personally witnessed the inseparable evils.”
An act of total and unconditional abolition of slavery, after the first day of August next, has been passed by the Legislature of Antigua. The vote in Assembly was unanimous. When signing the Bill, the Speaker said in a tone audible only to those very near him, ...” important paper to which I ever put my and.
A DELICIOUS DRAUGHT.
Yesterday we had the gratification of drinking from a silver can once used by Elder John Bunyan. It bore an inscription on the front as follows:“The Pilgrim's Progress”—and on the bottom, “The gift of Nathaniel Poynder to Elizabeth, wife of John Bunyan, Bedford, 1676;” which was about four years after his release from rison, and while he was pastor of the Baptist church in Bedford. This can, or goblet, holds over a quart, and bears all the marks of the antique. The history of its transmigrations is as follows. It passed into the hands of a Mr. Evans, a deacon in Dr. Gifford's church, in London, and was inherited by a son, who ran through his property, and pawned this article for money. This was known to Mr. Maynard, the present ssessor, who found an opportunity to redeem it; and e still holds it as a precious memorial of a great and good man. Br. Maynard has recently arrived in the United States, and thus the article is transplanted to American shores, and we doubt not, that those who have read of his Pilgrim will be pleased to hear of his
cup—minimum, sed jocundus.-Baptist Rep.
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