already flowed at Lexington and at Concord, || sagacions and intrepid Prescot, and the en-
and the hardy champions of their country's thusiastic Warren. And they had ministers
rights had proceeded to the defence of Bunker of the gospel, who came fearlessly to the
Hill certainly with hearts resolved,' and with field of the expected fight, to offer on that
hands as well prepared as circumstances spot their prayers to Omnipotence in behalf
would allow.
of the defenders of their country's rights, the
asserters of her claim to freedom.

other, as they both gazed, with deep regret, on the last mortal struggles of the dying hero. He ceased to breathe. The two young men looked up. They joined their hands across the body of the fallen patriot, while the last bullets of the enemy were whistling around our heads.

On the night before that singular battle, whose consequences converted defeat into tri- The battle raged-every inch of ground was Chase Loring,' said Tudor, this is no umph, and victory into ruin,-when the Amer- desperately contested, and when their en-time to indulge in private quarrels, even in icans, lighted only by the stars, were silently trenchments of earth were stormed, the quarrels of more importance than ours, which and secretly engaged in throwing up their Americans made another breastwork by tear-originated in misapprehension, and was sus entrenchments, Chase Loring (whom it is un-ing up the fences, piling the rails on each tained by false shame-the shame of being necessary to say was there) heard the clear other, and filling the interstices with grass, the first to acknowledge error. Let us, and distinct voice of Mr. Knox, remarking to the field having been newly mown. The henceforth, reserve all resentment for the ensome one who was digging near him, Well village of Charlestown, whose inhabitants had emies of our country.' done, Tudor, I am glad to see that on occasionall left it at an early hour, was envoloped in you can use the spade as readily as the pen.' flames, occasioned, it is said, by a fire-ball I wish it were morning,' said Tudor, from the enemy kindling one of the roofs. that we might enjoy the surprise of the Chase Loring, your shop is burning,' ex-I British at seeing how we have fortified our claimed his old master, hill.'

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So do I,' replied Mr. Knox, I know that we shall be true to ourselves, and to each other. All that we have to apprehend in the event of to-morrow, is the possible failure of our ammunition, should the contest be a long one,'

I confess.' replied Tudor, that my own supply of ball is rather less than I could wish. Chase Loring paused a moment in his work. His pockets were filled with bullets, cast by himself at his shop fire in the secrecy of midnight. He took out a handful, and passing cautiously behind him, he slipped them into one of the pockets of Tudor.

With all my soul,' exclaimed Chase, warinly shaking the hand of Tudor, from this moment we are friends again; and friends hope, for ever.'

In conclusion, we must briefly state, that No matter,' replied Chase,' I have no from the day of Bunker Hill, Chase Loring time to think about trifles now,' and having a musket, he proceeded to load and fire as country, and till he had seen her through her gave himself up entirely to the cause of his before. Often in the battle he passed Tudor struggle, he felt it impossible to turn his atHaviland, whose gallant bearing excited tention to any other object. He entered the Chase's admiration. Once when a shot from service as a volunteer, and his hardy, dauntTudor's musket had brought down a British less, and interprising spirit was soon rewardgrenadier, Chase raised his hand to clap hised with the command of a company. Tudor, old companion on the shoulder, but he recol-having secured Annis Chadwick by marrying lected himself and desisted-for Tudor's her, followed the example of Mr. Knox, and dress and demeanor were now more than ever those of a gentleman, and Chase was habited in his usual working clothes.

He, soon after, saw a British fusileer in the very act of taking aim at Tudor. Chase instantly rushed forward, and with his own nusket beat up that of the soldier, whom the next instant he leveled with the ground,

Chase you have saved my life,' said

With the first beams of morning the British prepared for the attack, amazed and incensed as they were when the light of day revealed to them the redoubt erected in the darkness of a single night by their cool and indefatigable | Tudor. opponents. Covered by the fire from their ships that were anchored in Charles River, the British regulars crossed rapidly in their boats the narrow water that divided them from the hill where the antagonists were expecting them. While the soldiers of England were marching proudly to the battle-ground,

in bright array,

With glittering arms, and banners gay,
And plumes that on the breezes play,

And music sounding martially.'

their onset was steadfastly awaited by a band of citizens and husbandmen in their ordinary attire, with no music to exhilerate them, and no standards around which to rally. Many of these hardy yeomen had no other weapons than the fowling pieces with which they had sought game on the hills, the axes that they had used in cutting their fire wood, and the spades with which they continued to extend the mound they had thrown up during the night.

They had no leaders with aristocratic names, no scions of hereditary nobility. But they had the brave and honest Putman, the

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applied for a commission in the continenta) army, in which he soon saw the patriotic and accomplished bookseller of Cornhill elevated to the rank of major general.

times lost sight of each other during the long Chase Loring and Tudor Haviland someand wide spread contest; but their friendship was never again interrupted. When the war was over, and they could calmly sit down with their compatriots to enjoy the peace their I would have done the same for any other valor won,' each resumed his former occupaAmerican,' replied Chase, walking away with tion. With the new impulse that was given apparent carelessness, but endeavoring to con- to the whole people they both prospered, even ceal the emotion that he felt on hearing the beyond their expectations. But Chase, who voice of Tudor addressing him once more. now commenced business in the city, made Notwithstanding their disparity of force, his fortune the soonest; and Tudor first bethe Americans defended their hill with the came the tenant, and afterwards the purchamost obstinate intrepidity. The enemy fell in ser of a handsome house, in the center of a heaps before them, and had it not been for the fire block built and owned by his friend Loentire failure of their ammunition, victorying, who had long since married a very pretty must have declared in favor of the patriot no- and intelligent girl from Charlestown. vices in the art of war. Even when reluctantly compelled to give way, they turned is still standing) felt very happy when the Aunt Rhoda, (whose triangular habitation again and again upon their assailants, strik-time arrived in which tea might again be drank ing them with the but ends of their muskets, without scruple, and during the remainder and availing themselves of every means of attack and defence that remained.

It was at the close of the battle that the
gallant Warren received his death-wound,
and he fell in the midst of a group of intrepid
young men, who like himself were unwilling
to quit the field, though to remain longer was
now unavailing.
Loring and Tudor Haviland opposite to cach
Accident had placed Chase

of her life she partook of it with much pleasure on alternate Sunday evenings, at the respective houses of her two boys, as she always continued to call them.

fear,' said a lady to him,
REPARTEE,-Greenough is full of wit. I
⚫ that I shall not
make the bust,' was the reply.
make a good bust.' Oh, madam, I will

TRAVELING SKETCHES.
Loiterings of Travel.

BY N. P. WILLIS.
KENILWORTH.

between domestic and wandering habits-ruins of the

of tourists.

wherever there was a resort for pleasure, || window and broken wall, flecked with waving without a friend or a care; and, upon my life, and luxuriant leaves, and the crusted and orI could have donned his velveteen jacket, and namental pinnacles of tottering masonry and with his cheerful heart to button it over, have sculpture just leaning to their fall, though the shouldered his organ, put my trust in i fores-foundations upon which they were laid, one Pierce Gaveston-bis execution and character-associatieri, and kept on for Kenilworth. There would still think, might sustain the firmament. tions connected with Kenilworth-Italian boy-contrast really is, I thought, as I left him behind, no The swelling root of a creeper has lifted that castle-feelings excited by a visit here-antique fireplace-profit or reward consequent upon a life of arch from its base, and the protruding branch Miss Jane Porter-the historical romance-common herd confinement and toil; no moss ever gathered of a chance-sprung tree, (sown perhaps by a by the unturned stone, that repays, by a thou-field-sparrow) has unscated the key-stone of On the road from Warwick to Kenilworth, sandth part, the loss of even this poor boy's the next; and so perish castles aud reputaI thought more of poor Pierce Gaveston than share of the pleasures of change. What tions, the masonry of the human hand, and of Elizabeth and her proud earls. Edward's would not the tardy winner of fortune give the fabrics of human forethought; not by gay favorite was tried at Warwick, and behead-to exchange his worn-out frame, his unlovca-the strength which they feared, but by the ed on Blacklow Hill, which we passed soon after leaving the town. He was executed in June; and I looked about on the lovely hills and valleys that surround the place of his last moments, and figured to myself very vividly his despair at this hurried leave-taking of this bright || too often dissolved, like the pearl of Cleopa-last by a vine tendril and a sparrow !

ble and furrowed features, his dulled senses,
and his vain regrets, for the elastic frame, the
unbroken spirits, and the redeemable, yet
not oppressive poverty of this Florentine re-
gazzo? The irrecoverable gem of youth is

tra, in a cup which thins the blood and leaves
disgust upon the lip.

weakness they despised! Little thought old John of Gaunt, when these rudely-hewn blocks were heaved into their seat by his herculean workmen, that, after resisting fire and foe, they would be sapped and overthrown at

world in its brightest spot and hour. Poor Clinging against the outer wall, on that side Gaveston! It was not in his vocation to die! of the castle overlooking the meadow, which He was neither soldier nor prelate, hermit The magnificent ruins of Kenilworth broke was overflowed for the aquatic sports of nor monk. His political sins, for which he in upon my moralities, and a crowd of halt Kenilworth, stands an antique and highly orsuffered, were no offence against good-fellow- and crippled ciceroni beset the carriage-door||namental fire place, which belonged, doubtless, ship, and were ten times more venial than as we alighted at the outer tower. The to the principal hall. The windows on either those of the black dog of Arden,' who be- neighborhood of the Spa of Leamington, makes side looking forth upon the fields below, must trayed and helped to murder him. He was Kenilworth a place of easy resort; and the have been those from which Elizabeth and her the reckless minion of a king, but he must beggars of Warwickshire have disovered that train observed the feats of Arion and his have been a merry and pleasant fellow; and your traveler is more liberal of his coin than dolphin; and at all times, the large and spanow that the world, (on our side the water at your sitter-at-home. Some dozens of pony-cious chimney-place, from the castle's first least,) is grown so grave, one could go back chaises and small, crop saddle-horses, clus-occupation to its last, must have been the with Old Mortality, and freshen the epitaphtered around the gate, assured us that we center of the evening revelry, and conversaof a heart that took life more gaily. should not use alone amid the ruins of Eliz-tion of its guests. It was a hook whereon to As we approached the castle of the proud abeth's princely gift to her favorite. We hang a reverie, and between the roars of Leicester, I found it easier to people the road passed into the tilt-yard, leaving on our left vulgar laughter which assailed my ears from with the flying Amy Robsart and her faithful the tower in which Edward was confined, now a party lolling on the grass below, I contrived attendant, with Mike Lambourne, Flibberti- the only habitable part of Kenilworth. It to figure to myself, with some distinctuess, the gibbet, Richard Varney, and the troop of gives a comfortable shelter to an old senes-personages who had stood about it. A visit mummers and players, than with the more chal, who stands where the giant probably to Kenilworth, witbout the deceptions of fancy, real characters of history. To assist the ro- stood, with Flibbertigibbet under his doublet would be as disconnected from our previous mance, a little Italian boy, with his organ and for a prompter; but it is not the tail of a enthusiasm on the subject as from any other monkey, was fording the brook on his way to rhyme that serves now for a passport. scene with which it had no relation. The the castle, as if its old towers still held listen- Kenilworth, as it now stands, would prob- general effect at first, in any such spot, is only ners for the wandering minstrel. I tossed ably disenchant almost any one of the gorgeous to dispossess us, by a powerful violence, of him a shilling from the carriage window, and dreams conjured up by reading Scott's ro- the cherished picture we had drawn of it in while the horses slowly forded the brook,mance. Yet it is one of the most superb imagination; and it is only after the real rec asked him in his own delicious tongue, where ruins in the world. It would scarce be ollection has taken root and ripened—after he was from. complete to a novel-reader, naturally, without || months, it may be—that we can fully bring the a warder at the gate, and the flashing of a spear-visionary characters we have drawn tɩ inhabit point and helmet through the embrasures of it. If I read Kennilworth now, I see Mike the tower. A horseman in armor should Lambourne stealing out, not from the ruined Come from Florence and bound to Kenil-pace over the draw-bridge, and a squire be postern which I clambered through, over worth! Who would not grind an organ and seen polishing his cuirass through the opening heaps of rubbish, but from a little gate that sleep under a hedge, to answer the hail of the gate; while on the airy bartizan should be ob- turned noiselessly on its hinges, in the unreal passing traveler in terms like these? I have served a lady in hoop and farthingale, philan-castle built ten years ago in my brain. seen many a beggar in Italy, whose inheri-dering with my lord of Leicester in silk I had wandered away from my companion, tance of sunshine and leisure in that delicious doublet and rapier. In the place of this, the Miss Jane Porter, to climb up a secret clime I could have found it in my heart to visiter enters Kenilworth as I have already staircase in the wall, rather too difficult of envy, even with all its concomitants of uncer- described, and stepping out into the tilt-yard, ascent for a female foot, and from my elevated tainty and want; but here was a bright-faced he sees, on an elevation before him, a fretted position I caught an accidental view of that and inky-eyed child of the sun, with his ward-and ivy-covered ruin, relieved like a cloud-distinguished lady through the arch of a gothic robe and means upon his back, traveling castle on the sky; the bright blue plane of window, with a background of broken archifrom one land to another, and loitering the western heavens shining through the tecture and foliage-presenting, by chance,

• Son' di Firenze, signore!'

And where are you going?

'Li! al castello.

perhaps the most fitting and admirable picture || hat and plain exterior-her only standards

MISCELLANY.

Nature's Teacher.

of the authoress of the Scottish Chiefs, that and thinks herself as well dressed, and
a painter in his brightest hour could have fan- therefore equal or superior to the tall lady,
cied. Miss Porter, with her tall and striking whom she presumes is out like herself on
figure, her noble face, (said by Sir Martin a day's pleasuring. One comes and goes
Shee to have approached nearer in its youth like the other, and is forgotten alike by the
to his beau ideal of the female features than beggars at the gate and the seneschal within,
any other, and still possessing the remains of and thus invisibly and unsuspected, before
uncommon beauty,) is at all times a person our very eyes, does genius gather its golden
whom it would be difficult to see without a fruit, and while we walk in a plain and com-
feeling of involuntary admiration. But stand-monplace world, with commonplace and
ing, as I saw her at that moment, motionless sordid thoughts and feelings, the gifted walk
and erect, in the morning dress, with dark side by side with us in a world of their own-a
feathers, which she has worn since the death world of which we see distant glimpses in their
of her beloved and gifted sister, her wrists after creations, and marvel in what unsun-
folded across, her large and still beautiful ned mine its gems of thought were gathered!
eyes fixed on a distant object in the view, and
her nobly-cast lineaments reposing in their
usual calm and benevolent tranquillity, while,
around and above her, lay the material and
breathed the spirit over which she had held
the first great mastery—it was a tableau vi-headed man. Age had given him wisdom,
vant which I was sorry to be alone to see. and I loved him, for he was kind as well as
Was she thinking of the great mind that wise. Once he said to me, I know a way to
had evoked the spirits of the ruins she stood be happy. Who taught it to you?' I inquired.
among-a mind in which (by Sir Walter's And he answered, 'I learned it in the fields.'
own confession) she had first bared the vein Then I drew near and entreated him to teach
of romance which breathed so freely for the it also to me. But he replied, Go forth
world's delight? Were the visions which into the fields, among the living things and
sweep with such supernatural distinctness and learn it for thyself.'
rapidity through the imagination of genius-
visions of which the millionth portion is prob-
ably scarce communicated to the world in a
literary lifetime-were Elizabeth's courtiers, headed man. And when he asked what
passions, secret hours, interviews with Leices-hast thou seen in the fields?' I answered :—
ter-were the imprisoned king's nights of I saw the brook flowing on, among sweet
loneliness and dread, his hopes, his indignant, flowers. It seemed to be singing a merry
but unheeded thoughts-were all the possible song. I listened but there were no words to
circumstances, real or imaginary, of which the music. The sparrow flew by me with
that proud castle might have been the scene, down in her beak, wherewith to line her nest,
thronging in those few moments of reverie and the red breast, with a crumb she had
through her fancy? Or was her heart busy gathered at the door to feed her chirping
with its kindly affections, and had the beauty young. The ducklings swam beside their
and interest of the scene but awakened a mother in the clear stream, and the hen drew
thought of one who was most wont to number her chickens under her wings and screamed
with her the sands of those brighter hours? at the soaring hawk. The spider threw out
Who shall say? The very question would her many threads like lines of silver and
perhaps startle the thoughts beyond recall-fastening them from spray to spray, ran
so elusive are even the most angelic of the lightly on the bridge made from her own body.
mind's unseen visitants?

I have recorded here the speculations of a moment while I leaned over the wall of Kenilworth, but as I descended by the giddy staircase, a peal of rude laughter broke from the party in the fosse below, and I could not but speculate on the difference between the various classes whom curiosity draws to the spot. The distinguished mind that conceives a romance which enchants the world, comes in the same guise, and is treated but with the same respect as theirs. The old porter makes no distinction in his charge of half-acrown, and the grocer's wife who sucks an orange on the grass, looks at the dark crape

'Hast thou looked upon all these,' said the aged, 'young man, yet received no instruction? Did not the brook tell thee, that it might not stay to be idle, that it must haste to meet the river and go with that to the ocean, to do the bidding of the ocean's king, and that it had pleasure by the way, in refreshing the trees that stretched their roots to meet it, and in giving drink to the flowers that bowed down to its face with a kiss of gratitude! Thou didst see the birds building their nests, or flying with food to their little ones; and couldst thou not perceive that to make others happy is happiness? The young duck gave diligence to learn of its mother the true use of its oary feet, and how to balance its body aright in the deep water; and the chickens obeyed the warning to hide under the broad wing, though it knew not the cruelty of the foe from which it fled. And did they not bid

WHEN I was a child, I knew an old grey-thee seek with the same obedience, the lessons of thy mother, who every day teacheth thee, and every night lifted up her prayer, that thy soul may avoid the destroyer, and live forever? When the spider's silken bower was swept away, and she began another without ill temper or complaint, and the snail willingly put forth all her strength to carry her house upon her back, and the ant toiled with her load of corn to her winter store house, and the So I went forth, I looked attentively upon bee wasted not the smallest drop of sweetness, all that was moving around. But no voice that could be found in the honey cups-came spoke to me. Then I returned to the grey-there no voice to thee from their example of patience, prudence and wisdom? Thou didst admire the shepherd's dog, minding so readily the word of his master, but fail to understand that faithful continuance in duty is happiness. From all these teachers of the field, came there no precept unto thee? When they all spake with different voices, wert thou deaf to their instruction? Each in his own language told thee, that industry was happiness, and that idleness was an offence both in nature and to her God.'

The snail put his horrid head through the door of his shell, and drew it suddenly back. The ant carried a grain of corn in her pincers, and the loaded bee hastened to her hive, like a laborer to his cottage. The dog came forth and guarded the young lambs, frisking fearlessly by the side of their serious mother, wlio cropped the tender grass. All seemed full of happiness. I asked them how I also should be happy. But they made me no reply. Again and again I asked, Who will teach me the way to be happy! Yet nothing answered, save the echo ever repeating my last words, 'happy-happy,' but not to tell me how to become so.'

Then I bowed down my head, and my cheek was crimson with shame, because I had not understood the lessons of the fields, and was ignorant of what even birds and insects knew. But the man with hoary hairs smiled on me and comforted me. So I thanked him for the good teachings of his wisdom. And I took his precept into my heart that I might weigh it and see if it were true. And though I was then young and now am old, I have never had reason to doubt that industry is happiness. L. H. S.

The Mother of Washington. THE mother of Washington, on whom the care of bringing him up devolved on the death of his father, is described to me, by those who knew her well, as a woman of ordinary stature, once a great belle and beauty in that part of Virginia called the Nothern Neck. High

spirited, yet of great simplicity of manners, || laughed at her for thus wasting her allowance | Mr. Slang retreated under the bed. in uncommon strength of mind and decision of on things so useless. The child seemed to passing under the bed clothes, Mr. Slang's character, she exacted great deference from reflect a few moments, and thus addressed hat was brushed off. Mr. Slang remained her sons, of whom George was the favorite.her mother: under cover several minutes, waiting for a The only weakness of her character was 'Mother, what is the use of those great calm. At length his wife saw him thrusting an excessive fear of thunder, which originated sleeves you wear?' his head out at the foot of the bed, much like in the melancholy death of a young female The mother was silent, for the question a turtle from its shell. friend, who was struck dead at her side by puzzled her. lightning, when Mrs. Washington was about fifteen years old.

What are you looking for, Mr. Slang, says Mother what is the use of that fine bird on she? I am looking, my dear, sniveled he, tơ hat?' see if I can see any thing of our hat. The The mother was still more at a loss for a struggle was over. The next Sunday mornreply.

your

'Mother, what is the use of having a worked handkerchief, bordered with lace, to wipe your nose?'

ing, Mr. Slang asked Mrs. Slang, if we might wear our clean linen breeches to meeting? And in short, ever since the above mentioned occurrence, Mr. Slang has studiously avoided the use of that odious singular possessive pronoun. He stands corrected. Forsooth he considers Mrs. Slang the better grammarian.

The same inflexible regard to the performance of those ordinary duties of life, on which so much of our own happiness and that of others depends; the same strict punctuality in keeping her word, and discharging all the obligations of justice, by which Washington Come along,' cried the mother somewhat was distinguished, characterized his mother. roughly, as she dragged the little girl out of There was a plain honesty and truth about her, the toy-shop, 'come along, and don't ask so peculiar to that age, and which has been ill-many foolish questions.' exchanged for empty professions and outward polish. As a native of Virginia, she was hospitable by birth-right, and always received her visiters with a smiling welcome. But they were never asked to stay but once, and she always speeded the parting guest, by undertook to explain; but he interrupted by Pope and the Devil, which do you think will

affording every facility in her power. She

Advance pay for Papers.

A MAN from a neighboring town called at our office the other day, and said, Well y you have stopped sending a paper to me. We

saying, I want no apology; you do right to

A TIGHT SQUEEZE.-COME here, my lad, said an attorney to a boy about 9 years of age. The boy willingly came, and asked what case was to be tried next. A case between the

gain the action? answered the attorney. I

possessed all those domestic habits and discontinue every paper not paid for in ad-guess it will be a pretty tight squeeze; the

Pope has the most money, but the Devil has the most lawyers, replied the boy.

Letters Containing Remittances, the amount of Postage paid.

qualities that confer value on women, but had
no desire to be distinguished by any other
titles than those of a good wife and mother.
She was once present, and occupied the
seat of honor, at a ball given to Washington
at Fredericksburg, while in the full measure
of his well-earned glory; and when nine
o'clock came, said to him with perfect simplic-another year in advance.' He further re-00; E. S. Fort Ann, N. Y. $1,00; J. N. P. Charleston,

vance; I am very glad you have at length
learned how to do business; I have often felt
vexed to see papers sent to some persons in
our town, who I knew would never pay you, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting
whilst myself and others would have to pay
H. W. jr. Pembroke, N. Y. $1,00; E.S Cherokee Corner,
as long as we were able to do so-your pres-Ga. 80,50; R. T. St. Johnsbury, Vt. $1,00; G. M'C. Dixboro,
ent system is right, and I'll cheerfully pay for W. Porters Corners, N. Y. $0.75; J. C. H. Freedom, N. Y.
Mich. $1,00; A. G. South Garduer, Mass. $874; E. A.
$1,00; TP. Ellicot's Mills, Md. $1,00; J. W. Sutton, Ms.

ity. Come, George, it is time to go home.'

Example and Precept.

BY J. K. PAULDING.

marked, I wish the whole system of small
book debt was vetoed, so far as it has law to
sustain it. It would be better for community,
and promote industry, compelling all to earn
and get their dollar before spending it.'—Col.
Register.

Ours vs. My.

S. C: $1.00. E. E. New-York, $1,00; W. J. A. Erieville
N. Y. $10,00; H. J. B. Brunsfield, Ms. $0,87§; A. T. Had-
ley, Ms. $1,00; M. J. Troy, N. Y. $1,00; E. S. Greenfield,
Ms. $1,00; S. B. T. Cannonsburgh, Pa. $5,00; A. D. P.
Willimans M. Ms. $1,09.

SUMMARY.

Men of substance and education are said to be emigrating in great numbers from Europe to this country.

The Hon. Richard Rush goes to England to attend to the great bequest of Mr. Smithson, for the establishment of au University in the U. States.

A physician in New-York argues that wooden pavements

may prove unhealthy; and plausibly so too, for the vicinity

of decaying timber is proverbially unhealthy.

The present population of the United States is estimated at nearly seventeen millions..

The Gretna Green blacksmith died a few weeks ago, but his office was not in an interreguum of an hour. Mellichamp Mr. Simm's new novel, will be shortly issued from the press of the Harpers.

An advance in the Shield, of nine inches a day, is considered a good day's work in the construction of the London

Tunnel

A FINE fashionable mother, one beautiful spring morning, walked forth into the city, Heading by the hand a little child of five or six years old. The former was dressed in all the fantastic finery of the times; she had a MR. SLANG always used to say, my horse, my pink bonnet ornamented with a bird of para- boys, &c. Mr. Slang now invariably says our dise, shaded with huge bows of wide ribbon; horses, our boys, or our farm. This substisleeves which caused her taper waist totution of ours for my, by Mr. Slang, was appear like lean famine supported on either || brought about thus: Mr. Slang had just marside by overgrown plenty; her gown was ried a wife. On the day after the wedding, of such redundancy of plaits and folds, that Mr. Slang casually remarked I now intend, a whole family might have been clothed from Mrs. Slang, to enlarge my dairy.' is superfluities; and while with one hand she led the little girl along, in the other she held a cambric handkerchief worked with various No; quoth Mr. Slang, I say I shall enlarge Zenas Cook, to Miss Mary Ann Knight, all of this city. devices, and bordered with rich lace, reported || my dairy. to have cost fifty dollars. The little child was dressed as fine as its mother, for she unfortunately had light curly hair, and was reckoned a beauty.