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NOT II GLORY OF CJESAR; BUT II WELFARE OF ROME BY II. B. STACY. FRIDAY, AUGUST 9, 1833. VOL.

VII. XO. 10... 322. called up every thing within the wide range of possibility battles and victories, and each other perfectly well and were very harmonious.

the current, down which he was rapidly hurried, and apparently making but little agricultural. BUTTER. and by that operation rendered lh uhr more than conionly outstretched tin; next minute the new struggles of the black one gained an unexpected superiority, it acquir-' ed two great folds likewise, which extended the body of its adversary, in proportion as it had contracted its own. These snorts were alternate; victory seemed doubtful, inclining sometimes to-one Bide, sometimes to the other; until at last the stalk to which tho black eiiakt was fastened, suddenly gave way, and in consequence of this accident, they both plunged into the dilch. Tho wator did not extinguish their vindictive rage, for by their agitations, I could still trace, though I could not distiuguish, their attacks.

They soon re-apperired on the surface, twisted together, as in their first onset; but the black snake seemed to retain its wonted superiority; for its bead was exactly fixed above Ibat of the ethor, which it incessantly pressed down under the water, until its opponent was stifled and because every body liked him as a blacksmith, they must like him as any thing else, forgetting that it was his trade, and not his mind or his person, which had brought him into notice. And as merchant was rather more respectable than mechanic, and withal a mere tidy employment, he in fact sunk the blacksmith, and became a dealer- in tapes and sugars. "It fared with Joe as it generally does with others who embark in new business, of which they know nothing, after they have arrived at mature manhood. Those who had been bred to the business, proved successful rivals, and the sheriff finally closed his mercantile concerns, by selling the entire effects of "a merchant unfortunate in business." Joe insists to this day; that if he had let vicll enough alone, he might have been as well off as tho best of his neighbors. Time would fail me to narrate half the cases which have come under my observation, of men abandoning steady habits, and fair prospects of wealth, in the employments in which they had been educated, and in which they are best calculated to succeed, for the very hazardous chance of doing bet Butter is one of the staple productions of our State and every hint that serves to improve its quality, must be useful.

There are various methods of making butler, as from new milk and cream and there is certainly a great diversity in its quality. The cause of this difference may partially be owing to the season, the feed and breed of cows, but most is owing to bad manage ment. Our dairy women are very much like their good husbands, ant to be some what conceited, too wise to learn, and gen erally believe their own mode the best, and never suspecting that philosophy or science can have any sort of connexion with this humble branch of household labor All seem to be agreed, however, upon the following points: 1. That cleanliness is the first requisite, tor many and very obvious reasons. 2.

That every sort of liquid should be separated from the butter because if such is suffered to remain it soon becomes ran cid, and taints the mass. 3. That the salt used to preserve it should be pure, because bad salt will not keep it sweet rock salt, and that produced by solar evaporation being deemed best. 4. rnat no more sail oc used, than is necessary to render the butter palatable all excess being injurious to the taste, and an imposition upon the buyer.

5. That tho vessel in which it is packed should be incapable of imparting1 to it bad flavor wood abounding in pyrolignic acid, and red earthen being improper the first giving a bad taste, and the latter, by reason of tho decomposition of the glazing which contains lead, being in a measure poisonous. That when packed the external nir should be wholly excluded from the butter because the air soon induces rancidity. My dairy woman has added two other rules, which she deems all important to the preservation of good butter, but which 1 am induced to think are but little known and less practised, viz 6. That no water be suffered to come in contact with the butter in any stage of the process because it tends to lessen the essential volatile matter which gives to the butter its rich peculiar flavor.

7. To have the salt incorporated with the butter in the first operation of working, and after an interval of twenty-four tours to apply again tho butter ladle until the whole of the liquid is expelled. By this operation the salt is dissolved and el fectually blended with the butter, which is freed more effectually from, buttermilk. Gen. Far.

A HINTS TO FARMERS. progress towards the shore. The boy be came alarmed, and raising his eves towards the landing place he discovered his father! He exciaimed, almost frantic with fear, 0 I shall drown, I shall drown "No!" exclaimed the father, in a stern and reso lute tone, and dismissing for a moment his feeling of tenderness, If you do you to death ehng to your horse. 1 he son, who feared a father more than the raging elements, obeyed hi3 command, and the noble animal, on which he was mounted, struggling for some time, carried him safe to the shore. My son," said the glad father, bursting nto tears, "remember, hereafter, that in danger you must possess fortitude, and, determining to survive, cling to tho last hope.

Had I addressed you with the tenderness and fear which I felt, your fate was inevitable; you would have been carried away in the current, and I should have seen you no ore." The Nantucket Inquirer, in reference to the late reports respecting Sea Serpents seen in Boston Bay says: "it the object or objests seen were not a shoal or porpises, a retrimcnt of horse mackerel, or an Indian file of ewordfisb rapidly circumnavigating a certain space inclosing their intended prey, as is their wont, then possibly there may have been upon the premises a quarter of a mile ot sea-snake, ceiled like a cable in the condition represented. At all events the news came ee credibly attested, that quite an excitement agitated some of our veteran harpooners; a proposal to go take him, nolens volens, was started yesterday with what success we have not learned Should the cnterprizo be actually undertaken, we shall soon put bis marine majesty in a pick. less congenial to his feelings than the salt-sea ocean." Fishing Extraoudinat. There is a pool of about four acres, between Henley and Warwick, in a very secluded spot; and being in an excellent manor, it lately attracted the attention of some of the tren- t'etnen who had the right of sporting there. for the purpose of taking a few live baits, a casting net was thrown in, and it was soon perceived they had captured a very large prize.

To make sure, the keeper leaped in and threw tho whole burden on the grass it proved to be a pike weighing 33 feet six inches in length" and iwo leei in girin. This capture stimulated the party to fresh exertions. Live hates w-sre put on the hooks, and a cry of joy announced a more sportsmanlike cap ture than the former. After a struggle of more than an hour, with the help of ashep i herd's crook, a piko was landed weighing 33 1.2 extreme length 48 and a half inches, length from the eye to the fork of the tail forty inches and a half. They were both females full of spawns, but fio food in their stomachs.

No fish kettle could be found for such a monster; it was therefore boiled in a copper, and served no on board to a large party assembled for the occasion. Wolverhampton paper. THE BLACK SNAKE. The following description of a contest between the Black Snake, and anothc species, is extracted from Mr. St.

Jolin'i Letters of an American Farmer i As I was one day sitting, solitary and pensive, in my primitive arbour, my alien tion was engaged by a slrange sort of ling noise, at some paces distance. I look ed all around without distinguishing any thing until I climbed up one of my great hemp-stalks when, to my astonishment, 1 beheld two snakes of considerable length tne one persuing mo otner wun greai celerity, through a hemp stubble field. The aggressor was of the black kind, six feet lono-; tho fugitive was a water snake, near ly of equal dimensions. 1 hey soon met, nd in the fury of their first encounter, appeared in an instant firmly twisted together and, whilst their united tails beat the cround, they mutually tried with open laws to lacerate each other. What a tell aspect did thev present! Their heads were compressed to a very small eyes flashed fire; and after this contest had lasted about five minutes, the second found means to disengage itself from tho first, and hurried towards the ditch.

Its antagonist instantly assumed a new posture, and half creeping, half erect, with a majestic mein overtook and attacked the other again which placed itself in a similar attitude, and prepared to resist. The scene was uncommon and beautiful, for thus opposed, they fought wilh their jaws, biting each other with the utmost rago; but notwilh- standing this appearance ofmutual courage and fury, the water snake still seemed dis-iriotis of retreating towards the ditch, its natural element. This was no 6ooncr per ceived by the kern eyed black one, than, twisting its tail twice round a stalk of hemp and seizing its adversary by the throat, not by means of its jaws, but by twisting its own neck twice round that of the water-snake, he pulled it back from the ditch. To prevent a defeat, the latter took hold likewise of a stock on the bank, and, by the acquisition of that point of resistance, became a match fix. his fierce antagonist.

Strange was tins to oenom iwo great snakes strongly adhering to, the ground. mntiinllv fastened towel her by means of the writhings which lashed, them to each other, and stretched at their full length, thev pulled, but pulled in vain; and, in the moments of greatest exertion, that part of their bodies which was entwined, seemed extremely small, while tho rest appeared inflated, and now and tben convulsed with itrong undulations, rapidly following each other. Their eyes appeared on fire, and ready to start out of their heads. At one time tho conflict seemed decided; the water make- bent itself into great folds, All who leave the eity for the interior go And to see some of these raw-boned gentry, with no other clothing but chemise arid chaussce, a large brimmed straw hat, mounted on a sorry beast of a mule, wilh a bundle of straw for a saddle and a rope placed around tho probocis of the beast for a bridle, with a large belt of leather round the body, to which is suspended broadsword 6 or 7 feet in lenth, is truly ridiculous. On my return in the evening, I wandered to the Punla, on which, a few days before, a richly laden ship from London had been stranded.

I passed the ship but half an hour before the gale commenced. She was filled with passengers. Every heart on boaid was elated, they all stood in anxious expectation of seeing their friends on shore. Within less than one hour, the sea made a complete breach over her! I know not how many human beinffs Jost their lives, but there was one, I was niormed, who was anxiously waited for a youthful lover of Donna Leonora He had embarked for London a vear Dre- vious, and was on his return to be made happy in wedlock. She never beheld him more, living.

As I nearcd tho wreck of the ship, I heird music. It nroeeeded from a Guitar. Solemn, soft and exani- sitely painful were its tones they were accompanied by a voice as melancholy as Hearing, it was a female. She knee ed on the beach, her raven tresses floating on the bosom of the wind, her wild eve turn ed up to heaven, while she sang those lines commencing with iVon v'e rosa senza spina. There is no rose without its ihorn, 1 lie siveeiest flowers must die And birds of gorgeous plumage fade, Beneath a polar sky.

lie distant sound of silver bellj, The pulses of Love's ruby heart, Will cease and all iliose magic spells, That made lile luxury, drparu The stars will dim, those gems aboc And all on earth will pass away. Then why, alas! should we, who love, Forget Time's motto is Decay The spicy balm of orange groves, Will soon lie wasted on the deep Beneath whose blue and purple wares, The brave, the fair in silence sleep. Come let me dive into lliy eaves Thy dark, deep beds below i 1 II crown his brow wuli coral That in the ocean grow. The dancing billows o'er our heads, Shall press me to his breast An'! lite green Mermaid's long shall be, The requiem of our rest. For a moment all was calm.

I turned away from viewing the lovely mourner suddenly heard a shriek The ocean, more friendly than man, had washed her lover on shore, and ho lay dead at her feet. Don Ama. From the Detroit Gazette. Uncommon Self-Possession. On the banks of the Naugatuck, a rapid stream, which rises in and flows throughout a very mountainous part of the state of Connecticut, a few years since lived a respectable family by the name of The father, though not a wealthy, was a respectable man.

He had fought the battles of his country in the revolution, and, from his familiarity with scenes of danger and peril, he had learned that il was always more Drudent to preserve and affect the air of confidence in danger, than to betray signs of fear and especially so, since his conduct might have a great influence upon tlie minds of those about him. He had occasion to send a little son across the river to the house of a relation, on an errand, and as there was then no bridge, the river must be forded. The lad was "familiar with every part of the fording place, and when the water was low, which was at this time the case, could cross with, out danger. But he had scarcely arrived at his pface of destination, and done his errand, when suddenly, as is frequently the case in mountainous countries, the heavens became black with clouds, tho winds blew with reat violence, and the rain fell in torrents; it was near night, and became exceedingly dark. By the kindness of his friends, he was persuaded to relinquish his design of return, inf in the evening, and to wait until morn- ino-.

The father suspected the cause of his delay, and was not over anxious on account of any accident that might happen to him during the night. But he knew that ha had taught his son to render tho most obsequious obedience to his father's commands; and that as he possessed a dar. ino- and fearless spirit, and would never bo restrained by force, he should, as soon as it would be sufficiently light in the morning, attempt to ford the river on bis return. He know also, that the immense quantity of water that appeared to be falling, would bv morninsr cause the river to rise to considerable height, and make it dangerous even for a man in full possession of strength and fortitude, to attempt to cross it. He thereforo passed a sleepless night, anticipating, with a father's feelings, what might befalfhis child in the morning.

The day dawned the storm had ceased tho wind was still, and nothingwns to be heard but the roar of the river. The rise of the river exceeded even the father's cxpectations.and no sooner was it sufficiently light to enablo him to distinguish objects across it, than he placed himself on the bank to watch for the npproach of his son. The son arrived on tho opposite shore at the same moment, and was beginning to enter the All the father'sfeelmgs wore roused into action, for ha knew that his son was in the most imminent danger. Ho had proceeded too far to return in fact. go forward or return was to incur the samo peril.

His horse arrived in the deopost part of channel, and was struggling against triumphant success, the shout of nations and ot worlds, the sceptre, the palace, and the throne, with a thousand indistinct ideas oi mighty things, danced before h's eyes for a moment, with a sweeter and brighter image, ioo, as me odjoci anu enu or amotion, the reward of mighty endeavours, the crowning boon of infinite success. But still he felt and knew, even while he dream, ed, thnt it was all unreal and, as he followed the messenger with a quick pace, the vision faded, and left him but cold and naked truth. At length, after passing through several chambers which flanked the hall of the audience, the door of a small apartment, called the bower, was thrown open, and the young burgher stood once more before Mary of Burjrundy. One of the most painful curses of high station is that seldom, if ever, being alono of having no moment, except those intended for re. pose, in which to commune with one's own heart, without the oppression of 6ome human eye watching tho emotions of tho mind as they act upon the body, and keeping sentinel over the heart's index the face.

Mary of Burgundy was not alone, though as much alone as those of her sta'-tion usually are: she stood near a window, at the other side of the apartment, with her soft rounded arm and delicato hand twined in those of one of her fair.attendants Alice of Imbercotirt on whom she leaned slightly, while the Lord of Imbercourt himself stood beside her on the other hand and, with his stately head somewhat bent, seemed, with all due reverence, to give her counsel upon some private matter of importance." How beautifully the next landscape is uiEiiueu wiLii iiuuuin association It was towards that period of tho vear which the French call the short summer of St. Martin, from the fact of a few lingering bright days of sunshiny sweetness breaking in upon the autumn, as the memorial of the warmer season gone before. The sky w-as full of heat and the grand masses of high grey clouds that occasionally floated over tho sun were hailed gladly for their soft cool shadow, although the day was the eleventh of November. Sweeping over tho prospect, like the mighty but indistinct images of great things and splendid purposes that sometimes cross a powerful but imaginative mind, the shadows of the clouds moved slow Over hill and dale, filed and forest. Now they cast large masses of the woods into dark and gloomy shade, and left the rising grounds around to stand forth in light and speaking brightness, giving no bad image of the dark memories that, are in every heart, surrounded but nil effaced by after joys.

Now ihey floated soft upon the mountains, spreading an airy purple over each dell and cavity while, pouring into the midst of the valley, the bright orb of day ligted up tower, and town, and farm, and hamlet, and village spire, as.hnpo light up the existence ot man, even while the many clouds of fate hang their heaviest shadows on the prospect round about him. The harmonious hue of autumn, too, was over all the world. Russet was tho livery of the yeai and the brown fields, preparing for the sower, offered only a deeper hue of the same colour, which, though varied through a thousand shades, still painted every tree throughout the woods, and sobered down even the grassy meadows with a tint far different from that of spring. The sky, with the sunshine that it contained, was all summer but the aspect of every thing that it looked upon, spoke of autumn sinking fast in tho arms of winter." From the Daily Troy Press. SCENES IX THE WEST INDIES.

I stepped into a Volanle and left the city ofHavan. After passing the gates, Iliad a good view of the ditch around its walls this is quite extensive on the land side and can, in a case of necessity, be filled with water. The gates are specious always guarded by soldiers and in the gothic order. A short distance from the city, is the Pas Scul; an extensive walk, lined on each side with cocoa trees. At intervals, are public squares.

These squares arc adorn ed with statues. One was particularly distinguished that ot Charles V. in marble around which are several largo pillars, some of them bearing urns. On my entrance into the village, I found the street, on cither side, lined with thatched cottatres. There where numerous rows of shops, where every article of necessity and many of no utility are manufactured.

Among some may be mentioned Palm leaf hats; an article of extensive. exportation. Almost all the 6hops of any note, have nainted on their fronts, figures large as life, indicative of their merchandise. These Spaniards have an excessive itch for show painting in particular every thing must have a daub. If they have beef for sale, they paint an ox on tho outside of their warehouse if straw hats, a figure is painted, holdinsr one in his hand.

I stepped into one of these family domi-cils. The front room was ornamented (as all are) with a picture of our Saviour, either painted, carved, or in wax, and the picture of the Virgin Mary. These are set in little frames surrounded with artificial flowers, tipped wilh gold leaf- On one side of the room sat two yellow females, making hats on tho other side, a black man twisting tobacco into The furniture consisted of a table and two or three chairs. In tho back apartment, was seated tho mistress of the house, on the ground, with a naked infant in her arms, which she was attempting to feed on one side, two or three squalid children, eating out of divers sorts of vessels, In the corner, a wretched beaufal, filled with broken china. Mingled with the rest and which served to completo this family group, wero a dog, two pups, a parrot, paroquet, two or thrco cats and somonurs ing pigs.

all appeared to understand to eunk. The victor no ssonor perceived its enemy incapable of further than abandoning it to the current, it returned to the shore and disappeared. From the Portland Courier. genuine. Wapringtom City, July SO, ii'3.

To my old friend, the editor of the Portland' Courier, away down east the state of Maine. My dear old friend I dont know but you- might think strange ont. (hat I should bo back here to Washington more than a fortnight, and not write to you. But I hint forgot you. You need n't never be afraid of that.

Wo ainl very apt to forget our best friends; and you may depend upon it Jack Downinwill never forget the editor of the Portland Courier any more than Andrew JacKson will lorgot Jack Downing. You was the first person that ever cave me a lift into publio Kfo, and you've been a boosting me along ever since. And just botwecn you and me think I getting inlo a way now where I shall be able by and by to do something to pay you for it. The reason that I have n't writ to you before, is, that we havo had pretty serious business to attend to since we got back. But we've just got through with it, and Van Buren has cleared out and gone back about the quickest to New York, and I guess with a bed-bug in his ear.

Now jest between you and me in confidence, I'll tell you how 'tis but pray dont lot on about it to any body else for tho world. Did n't you think plaguy strange what made us cut back so quick from Concord wilhout going to Portland or Portsmouth or Downing, ville You know the papers bare said it was because the President want very well, and the. President had to make that excuse himself in hotoo of his letters but it was no such thin The President could a marched on foot twenty miles a day then, and only let him been at th hcad of my Downingville company and he'd a made a whole British regiment scamper lik a flock of sheep Uut you see tho trouble ont was, there wan some difficulty between I and Mr. Van some how or other Mr. Van Buren always looked kind of jcilous at me all the lima after he met us at New York; and I couldn't help minding every time tho folks hollered.

hoorah for Major Downing" ho would turn-as red as a blaze of fire. And wherever we stopped to take a bile or to have a chat, he would always work it. if he could, somehow or other so as to crowd in between nio and the President. Well yi, sec, I would n't mind much about it, lint would jest step round 'tother side. And though i say it myself, the folks would loo! at ma, let me be on which side I would and after thoy'd cried hoorah for the they'd most always sing out hoorah for Major Downing." Mr.

Van Buren kept growing more and more fidgety till wo got to Concord. And there we had a room full of slurdy old democrats of New Hamshire, nnd after they had all flocked round the old President and shook hands with him, ho happonod to introduce me to some of 'em befote he did Mr. Van Buren. At that the fat was all iiv fire, Mr. Van Buren wheeled about and marched out of the room looking as though he could bite a board nail off.

The President had to send for him three times before ho could gel him back into the room Rgain. Ami when he did come he did I speais lo ma lor the whole evening. However we kept it from the company pretty much but when come to so up to bed that night wo had a real quarrel. It was nothing but ja-v, jnw the wholo night. Woodbury and Mr.

Cass ttied to-pacify us all they could, but it was all in vain, we did n't one of as gel a wink of sleep, and should n't if the night had lasted a fori. night. Mr. Van Buren and the President had-dishonorcd the counlry by placing a military Major on half pay before tho second offi cer of the government. The President begged him to consider thai 1 was a very particular friend of his; that I had been a great to.

him at both ends of the country that I had kept the British out of Madawaska away down in Maine, and had marched my compa-nyclear frem Downingvillo to Washington on my way to South Carolina le put down the nullifiers: and ho thought I wasenlilled to as much respect as any man in the country. This nettled Mr. Van Buren peskily. Ho 6nid ho thought it was a fine time of day if a raw jockey Irom the obscure village away down east, jest because he ad a Major'n commission, was going 10 mrow urn vico President of the United Stales, and the heads of Departments into the back ground. At this my dander began to rise, and I stepped ritrltt up to him and says Mr.

Van Jiuien you are tho last man thai ought lo call me a jockey. And if you'll go to Downingvill and stand up before my company- with Sir-grant Joel at their head, and cull Downing. vine an ooseure village, i lei you uso my head for a football as lontr as vou live winds, 'or if they wouldn't blow you into ten thousand atoms, I'll never gnevs again. We got so it'll el last that the old President hopt on" tho bed like a boy for he had laid down to rest him, hem il was near daylight, though he could'nt get to sleep. And says he, Mr.

Donaldson, set down and writo Mr. Anderson at Portland, and my friend Jol" Downing at Downingville, that I can i co I'm going lo start for VV.hi'ifj,iln( fit net lhr' ill" morninff. What, says to Portsmouth and EJ2Ui, I fi ter in ousiness in which they had every thing to learn. The fascinating charms of fashion and show, the ostentatious pride of wealth, and the alluring smiles of office, are as bad as were the syrenes of Calypso, to beguile men from the paths of true happiness. Tho moderate but certain gains which are the reward of industry and fru gality, are the most abiding in their nature, and most benign in their influence.

It is the mild early and latter rains which induce fertility, and cover the earth with fruitfulness; while the toropest and its floods cause wasto and desolation. The mushroon grows up in a nirrht, and withers in a day. 1 he farmer should be the last to be dis satisfied with his condition. Of all classes he is the most independent. He produces within himself more of the necessaries and comforts of life than any other class.

If he does not find the elements of happiness on tho farm, his search for them elsewhere, I fear, will be in vain. But he must not for get that it is the province of the mind to ar range and combine these elements and that it becomes qualified to perform this office, in proportion as it is enlightened and cultivated. The mind, like the garden, will yield the most grateful fruits when nurtured with care, and few have more opportunities, 6r are better requited for their labors, in cultivating both, than him who thrives by the plough. Gencssee Farmer. MARY OF BURGUNDY; OR, THE REVOLT OF GHENT.

We cannot hesitate in calling this decid cdly the very best romance that Mr. James has produced. The mystery and the interest are alike well sustained, and the principal character delineated with a degree of dramatic power that marks those happier creations of the author, which stand out from the common run of fictitious heroes. Albert Maurice, the young burgher, is a noble conception, well filled up, and in good keeping with the time when the demarcations of society were so badly drawn, and yet oftentimes so suddenly reserved. The period, too, is one of much attraction.

These volumes present a most animated picture of the period, with its tumults and troubles, its forests swarming with freebooters, its nobles still looking upon themselves as earth's favored ones, its burghers growing every day more conscious of their importance; and the one or two of higjiertoned minds, who, inspired by patriotism, planned more important schemes for the benefit of their own native lands and towns. Such are the materials which had been wrought out with animation worthy of those stirring days while the repose of so sweet and gen'le a being as Mary of Burgundy is in excellent relief to. the darker shadows of the picture. The ensuing passages may shew with what grace the embellishments are thrown in. We shall only premise, that Albert Maurice is the young burgher on whose talent and influence with his fellow citizens most of the story turns Every one knows that, in the early down of a Sicilian morning, the shepperds and the watchers on the coast of the Mes-sinese Strait will sometimes behold, in the midst of the clear unclouded blue of the sky, a splendid but delusive pageant, which is seen also, though in a less livid form, amongst tho Hebrides.

Towers nnd castles, domes and palaces, festivals and pro cessions, arrayed armies and contending hosts, pass, for a few minutes, in brilliant confusion before the eyes of the beholders, and then fade away, as if the scenes of another world, for some especial purpose, conjured up for a moment, and then withdrawn for ever from their sight. Thus there are limes, too, in the 1 i to of man, when the spirit, excited by some erreat and stirring passion, or by mingling with mighty and portentous events, seems to gain for a brief instant a eonfused but manrrii. ficent view of splendid things not yet in being. Imagination in tho one case, and hope in the other, give form and distinctness to airy images, though both are too soon doomed to fade away amidst the colder realities of the stern world we dwell in. The mind of Albert Mau rice had been excited by tho scenes ho had just gone through and success, without making him arrogant had filled him full of hope.

Each step that he took forward seemed but to raise him higher, and each effort of an enemy to crush him, seemed, without any exortion of his own, but to clear the way before Such thoughts were minglinjr with other feelings brought forth by Ihe by the sight, and the voice, and the smile of Mary of Burgundy, when the sudden call to her pressure woke him from such dreams; but woko him only In shew to his mind's eye a thousand confused but bright and splendid imnges, as gay, as glittering, as pagneat's-liko, but as unreal also, as the niry vision which hangs in the morning light over the Sicilian seas. Fancy at onca Ox leaving the paternal roof, to seek my fortune in the wide world, when about 13 vears of age, my father gave me this part ing admonition "My son, take care ahvjiys to let well enougn atone." i ne occasion served to impress the advice deeply on my mind, and amid the diversified scenes ol the subsequent thirty-five years, it has seldom been forgotten and I have reason to believe it has been a salutary influence upon my prosperity and happiness. It has afforded, withal, something of a standard by which to guago the indiscretions of oth ers. How often has a disregard, in ethers, to this maxim, reminded me of the Italian epitaph I was well, wished to bo better, took physic, and here I am." The true philosophy of happiness is to depend on one's self for the blessing on the lively exercise of the virtues which can alone con. fer it.

The man who is industrious and frugal, and who scrupulously fulfils the relative and social duties, whatever be his condition or profession, stands tho best chance of enjoying a goodly portion of the pleasures and comforts oflife, and of per petuating in his children his habits and his virtues. VVliile he wtio would live by the industry of others, or who expect to find happiness in the frail applause which wealth and ostentation may extort from those around them, seldom succeeds in his desires. Tom Tape was my schoolmate. Tom had rather high notions from his boyhood, and persuaded his father to put him to a mer chant. In due time Tom became the master of a shop of goods, was attentive and fortunate, and acquired a snug estate.

Had he let welt enough alone, he might now have been the head man of our town. But pride got the better of prudence, and persuaded him that he might do beller at N. York. He went there, figured as a wholesale merchant, for which neither his capital nor his experience were adequate, for three years, and then came the notice in the state paper for his creditors to show pause, Tijerck Wcssel's farm joined mine. He was one of our best farmers, and under-stood the value of" comeboy," as well as anyone.

Good luck was so constantly by his side, that he considered that any man might get rich who had a mind to. Yet he could not let well enough alone bo wished to Do Better. He therefore removed to the village and opened a tavern, and had the promise of the Justice courts and of the stage custom. Go not improve the farm, and it soon became neglected and unproductive. By and by, the courts were removed by law, the stage went to the new hotel, and the temperanco era wound up the tavern business.

Tijerck had got back to the farm with habits very much altered, and his fortune not a little impaired. Yet he consoles himself that he is not half so bad off as, Joe Sledge, once our maslnr blacksmith, afterwards a merchant, and now journey man. Joe was so famous tor nis edge toois, kthat people came to him from all parts. He (had his journeymen and bis apprentices, and was always present to oversee them, to be seen by his customers, as all Water mechanics ought to be. Joe got Vh, because he was adapted to him.

Joe flight, wi VI be vilh earn Patch, that some thin dons ai well at others and thai.

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