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that I could not resist, and we spared her. I could not but think how many throned kings, how many dukes and lords would have given their eyes almost, to have had those lips to touch-and to sit still, and make those delicious blue eyes look up into their face for protec ion on any terms, as they did in mine. I saved her for several weeks; but we found it necessary to put into shore, and the crew began to grumble-and I thought myself that we stood a chance of a rope, should any one fall afoul of us with this tender thing on board. So one morning- (his face grew deadly pale) "the creature was standing with me near the gangway. She seemed to have clung to me through the whole of it, and call-ed me her preserver-and I stood with her here talking, as I might have done to Rosa herself, had I grown up in virtue and honor, and been a happy and proud husband of so much love and beauty. She had not the slightest suspicion of my purpose, and when I drew out the cutlass, she took the glittering blade in her fingers, playe I with the jewels on the handle, and even with a kind sportiveness fitted it to my thigh, and said "I looked the soldier well." I should have spared her at all risks, but I knew my men, and they were exchanging signs together, and the mate, who was a devil incarnate, came twice up to me with a gruff shout, "we're nearly ashore, captain!" I never shuddered at any thing before.

My heart sickened, my eyes were

wet, and my hand trembled.

She inquired, in a voice of tenderness that could not have

been assumed, if I was unwell? I put my lips to hers, and kissed her with an agony, and then the flashing cutlass descended on her curled head, and I was covered with her blood. She screamed!" Here his voice faltered his face grew paler, resembling the palid countenance of a corse"she clung to the shrouds; I seized her sweet form in my arms, and threw her over. Still she clung with a convulsive tenacity, and—”

I covered my ears to shut out the conclusion, but could not.

"She gave me one look as I cut off her hands, one of which lay bleeding on the deck. The body fell with a heavy splash into the smooth clear water. Her lovely head, with its beauteous tresses, lingered a moment on the surface-then the ripples died away quietly in extending circles. I heard her voice never again, except when the scream startles me from my midnight slumber. I have told my secret To-morrow, at sunrise-"

He started up wildly and gazed from the window. The stars were paling their beams and a faint light beamed from the horizon, growing every instant broader and clearer. Then the fiery streaks shot up and glanced far along the reddening arch. My compan

ion shook his head, and calmed his manner; then he stooped, and laid his ear to the floor; a minute after the door opened, officers of

justice and clergymen entered. A man gave him a white dress, which he put on in silence. His face was absolutely yellow, and a streak of white upon his upper lip betrayed his agitation; but he was firm and proud in his demeanor. He shook me once by the hand, closed his eyes a moment, and then motioned them to lead the way. There was a bustle in the prison. I sat watching the fantastic clouds burning in the east, till the dazzling rim of the sun peered above the line, as it slowly lifted its vast circumference into full view A kind stranger in an hour brought me a riband, which he said Lopez had desired, should be handed me, after all was over, with his last farewell. I cannot express the strange thoughts with which I looked on this token of friendship.

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AN OTAHEITEAN.

The mate af a ship, lately arrived from the Pacific, gives us the following bit of a yarn. Being in want of hands, they had shipped a couple of natives of Otaheite. One of these was called Manno. He was an eccentric fellow; had more than once eaten human flesh, which he spoke of as delicious, and moreover was very fond of raw fish. He would watch his opportunity, whenever any of the finny tribe were caught, and snatch and devour them alive and kicking, with the greatest avidity. He was particularly careful to seize upon

the flying fish, as they chanced to fall upon deck, which, if any body saw him, he would endeavour to hide until he had an opportunity of devouring them unseen.

One night when Manno and the mate were above, the latter heard a flying fish drop upon deck, near the savage; and going to look for it, he found it was missing.

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'Manno," said he, what have you done with that fish?'

'No seen 'im- -no seen 'im' said the Otaheitean.

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'Didn't you pick up a flying fish just now? 'No-me no seen a flewin fish. 'You no seen him! Don't lie, Manno.' 'No-me no lies-sarty, me no seen im.' 'What's that kicking in your bosom ?' Nossin-nossin at all,' persisted the sav ́age, at the same time holding fast upon his shirt bosom to keep the fish still.

The mate thrust his hand into the fellow's bosom and pulled out the fish. Finding himself caught in a lie, Manno began to tremble in expectation of a flogging. But the mate presently relieved his apprehensions, by merely insisting that he should sit down upon the hen-coop and devour the fish in his sight. Manno obeyed, and set to work with an appetite. He smacked his lips at intervals, and seemed to enjoy his meal with remarkable relish. In a very short time he had eaten up the whole fish, the bones excepted. He was particularly fond of the head, and accounted

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the eyes a delicate morsel-saying they tasted sweet, 'jus like laccady'-molasses. "There now,' said the mate, after he had finished his savage meal, and licked his chops how do you like it?'

Good! good!" said Manno.

At another time he eat four pounds of raw dolphin, and made himself excessively sick in consequence. But fond as he was of raw fish, he acknowledged that human flesh was still better; and that nothing he had ever eaten, equalled a bit of a nice plump young person.

MR. P'S. VISIT TO LONDON.

Mr. Editor, I contend we are not a jot better than our forefathers. It is true, we do not wear wigs, unless from necessity--lawyers and divines excepted; and we have, thanks to the great Mr. Pitt, left off hair powder; yet I am convinced our national taste has been retrogading for the last thirty years. In my younger days, though in many respects we were ridiculous and uncouth, there were few of those violations of sentiment, so prevalent at the present time, in transformations of every article of furniture and dress into its contrary, and thus creating unpleasant, if not painful associations. Nothing can be more unpardonable, more barbarous, and woe unto the artists, if they possess merit, who can live among such people.

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