Yet when by tempests, gath'ring gloom,
Its leaflets from its stalk are riven,
O! then it shows a varied bloom,
And breathes abroad a rich perfume-
'Tis nourish'd by the "Breath of Heaven."

For then it feels, with grateful glow,
The same Almighty Power,
That sunk its earlier beauties low,--
But suffer'd from its root to grow
A humbler, sweeter flower.

And oft it droops its lowly head,

And breathes a fragrance to the sky,
When those its former beauties led
To gaze upon its tints of red,
Pass now neglectful by.

But what's this renovated flower,

That heavenward can its sweets impart?
And yet confin'd in lonely bower,

Is sweetest in the darkest hour?

Oh! it is TENDERNESS OF HEART.

MICHAEL BURN.

[Independent Statesman. Portland.]

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AMONG the numerous islands in Casco Bay, there are few, indeed, which, at present, contain more than a single dwelling; yet a century ago the traveller would have been cheered with the mingled hum of business and of pleasure; and could have rested beneath many a hospitable roof, the ruins of which are now scarcely visible. They were formerly inhabited by fishermen, but, on account of the frequent attacks of Indians, these were abandoned; and, being of slight materials, soon sunk into decay. Near one of these ruins, and not far from Diamond Cove, is the grave of MICHAEL BURN. An occurrence, while he resided there, should rescue his name from oblivion.

One evening, as he sat at the door of his hut, listening to the waves, which broke on the rocks that surrounded him, his dog, who was lying at his feet, suddenly sprang up, and, darting towards a projecting cliff, plunged into the water. The fisherman, presuming from his earnest manner that something had attracted his atten

tion, hastened to the spot, from which his animal had leaped, but the night was too dark to discover either the dog or the object of his pursuit, and the murmur of the waves prevented ascertaining even his direction. Having for some time awaited his return in vain, and supposing at last he was in the fruitless chase of some seals, which frequently made their appearance, he retired. Scarcely, however, had he sought his pillow, when the well-known bark and scratching at the door announced not only his return, but anxiety for his master's presence. He opened the door; the dog whined, pulled him gently as if wishing him to follow, and suddenly left him.

Having lighted his lantern he left the hut, the dog, by his barking, directing the path; but, on approaching the shore, judge his surprise to find by his faithful animal a human being, to all appearance a corpse. It was evident, that the dog had just drawn him from the water, but there were no marks of violence on his person. He opened his waistcoat; the body was yet warm ; and, filled with the hope of restoring animation, he bore it to his hut. In a short time the stranger gave signs of returning life, and, by the next morning, he was able to converse with his generous preserver.

"You probably recollect," said the stranger, "of seeing yesterday a vessel near your harbor. In that vessel it was my misfortune to have been a passenger; heaven grant that the loved being I have left there has not fallen a victim to perfidy and ingratitude... I am a native of America, but have resided in France, where I acquired a considerable fortune. Desirous of spending my last days in the land of my fathers, I converted my property into specie, and, with a young and adored wife, embarked in this vessel. The master and crew I loaded with presents, but this only served to increase their rapacity. I had no fears either for my life or property. Last night their diabolical plans for the destruction of both were put into execution. I was alone on the quarter deck when, a deep groan causing me to turn, I beheld one of the passengers struck down with an axe as he was approaching to join me. The ruffians, with hor

rid yells, rushed forward to secure a second victim; but, though nearly overpowered by my sensations, I. was enabled to reach the taffel and dropped into the

sea.

"The darkness of the night, the presumption that I could not reach land, and, above all, the work of death, which was still unfinished, prevented pursuit, and I made an effort to float, trusting in Providence for my guide. But what was my life? The being for whom I wished to live was deserted at the moment she most needed my assistance. The shrieks of the dying broke upon my ear, and I fancied I could distinguish the voice of my wife imploring mercy. The thought was agony. Three times I attempted to gain the ship, but in vain, she was fast receding; at last, regardless of my fate, I murmured at the being that upheld me. I desired death, and ceased my exertions in order to hasten its approach. From that moment, till I revived in your dwelling, reason left me."

The humane fisherman did all he could to comfort the hapless sufferer. The consolations of religion were freely offered, and he taught him submission to the divine will, to Him from whom he had already received. such manifold mercies. "I have no doubt," he continued, "but they will soon land in the vicinity to divide their plunder, and let us indulge the hope that these outcasts of society will be brought to justice, and you restored to the partner of your bosom."

Animated with this idea, the fisherman rose and ap proached the window; and, as he anticipated, the vessel was distinctly seen standing in for the shore. Not a moment was to be lost. Raising the stranger in his arms he carried him to his skiff, and rowing round a steep bluff, which screened them from observation, he placed him in a cove retired and secure. He then hastened to some huts a few miles distant, informed the inhabitants of the bloody transactions of the past night, and conjured them, if they were not destitute of courage and humanity, to aid him in boarding the vessel, which was now at anchor. A small but determined band was immediately collected; and, under the direction of the

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fisherman, they advanced with caution towards his humble dwelling. Providence smiled on their endeavours. They crept to the brow of a crag, beneath which the pirates were seated, dividing the money of the stranger, and, watching their opportunity, sprang upon them. The confusion of guilt, and, above all, the intoxicating draught, rendered them an easy conquest, and they were carefully secured to await the punishment due to their crimes. The fisherman and his comrades then rowed off for the vessel, and tears of joy bedewed his weather-beaten face, on finding that the wife of his guest had escaped uninjured. When he descended into the cabin, she, at first, seemed unconscious of his approach, so much had her senses been overpowered by the late scenes of horror. When, at length, she aroused from the stupor in which he had found her, she informed him that she remained the only surviver of those, who had taken passage in the vessel; and, "O!” she exclaimed," that I could share their fate. To me far more welcome the watery grave of my husband, than, what I hourly fear, the embrace of his murderer." For some moments the tears of the fair and disconsolate mourner unmanned our generous fisherman; but, at length, collecting himself, he bid her not despair, that the objects of her terror were beyond the power of injury, and that, though separated from the one whom she loved, she should never want a protector while he had a single arm to raise in her defence. "But," he continued, "perhaps your husband may be still alive. Some of the passengers have been picked up, severely wounded, indeed, but not beyond recovery." At last he gradually unfolded to her the happiness that was in store. But, with all his caution, nature sunk under excess of emotion; and he trembled lest all his labours should have been bestowed in vain. Their joy at meeting no pen can adequately describe. Suffice it to say, that after kneeling to that Being, who had restored them as it were to life, their first care was the welfare of the fisherman. A sum sufficient to render him independent was immediately bestowed, and the only return they requested was that they might retain the dog, who had

been so instrumental in producing this joyous meeting. But here the fisherman pleaded in turn. He said that his reward had been greater than his labours deserved, or his heart desired. He hoped they would not charge him with ingratitude; but the dog, he said, patting him on the face, had been his only companion during the long and dreary winters he had passed among those rocks-that there was no other living creature whom he could call friend, and, in fine, rather than part with one so faithful, he would return their bounty; preferring his hut, his poverty, and his dog, to wealth and solitude. "You shall not part," said the stranger, “and sorry I am to have given a moment's pain to a heart so feeling. Take this," said hé, presenting a large addition to his former donation; " and, if it be more than sufficient for your own wants, I know it will be employed, as all wealth ought to be-in alleviating the distresses of your fellow beings."

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MAJOR ANDRE.

[National Gazette. Philadelphia.]

FROM the New-York papers, which we quote this day, it appears that the bones of Major André were disinterred on the tenth instant, at Tappan, by the British consul," with several gentlemen," amidst a considerable concourse of ladies and gentlemen that assembled to witness this interesting ceremony”—“" that great caution was observed in taking up a small peach tree, which was growing out of the grave, as the consul intended to send it to his majesty, to be placed in one of the royal gardens" -that the lid of the coffin being raised, the skeleton of the brave André appeared entire"-that the remains were carefully removed into a magnificent sarcophagus made for the purpose" a superb depository, in imitation of those used in Europe for the remains of the illustrious dead"—that the said superb depository, with the remains, have been removed on board his majesty's packet, where, as soon as some repairs can be completed, an opportunity of viewing the whole will be afforded to the public.

By the New-York papers received on Friday, we perceive that the British consul has issued " a Notice,"