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"Well, as I was coming by there to-day, I saw a chipmuck sitting on a rock, gnawing a gravel stone, and the tears rolling down his

proclaimed queen; nor did she wait till the
nuptial ceremony was over, to confess to the
enraptured monarch, that she had given her
heart to him the very moment he had entered | cheeks-
her father's castle.

The happy pair long participated in the glory of one of the noblest reigns of which England can be proud. †

This is that Ethelwitha, who accompained Alfred to his retreat in the isle of Athelney, when he had taken a refuge there till Le could make war against the Danes.

Alfred had, by his wife, three sons and three daughters. The eldest son, Edmund, died without issue in his father's life time. The third. Ethelward, inherited his father's passion for letters and lived a private life. The second Edward, succeeded him in his power, and passed by the appellation of Edward the Elder, being the first of that name who sat on the English throne.

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Somewhere east of the Susquehanna, in this country, there is a barren lonely spot, where no one would suspect that any thing but such quadrupeds as can "live on the vapors of a dungeon," would ever think of seeking an existance. Ben's occupation often leads him through this abode of sterility; and he, as often has some wagish remark concerning it. After passing this place one day, Ben went home, from some cause unknown, with a counterance as grave as that of a judge, and "bridle on his tongue." This being something new under the sun," led to the following dialogue between him and an old lady belong. ing to the house:

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"What is the matter of you, Ben? Are you sick, or mad, that makes you so solemn all at once !"

"O, if you had seen what I did this morning, I guess you'd look solemn too?"

"What have you seen, Ben?" "A heart-rending sight, I assure you." "Well, what was it.-I know it must be something remarkable, or it would not affect you so out with it, do."

When he had got thus far with his story the old woman flew at him with the broom, and our hero vanished, in a roar of laughter.Bradford Argus.

What is it that most pleases Women ?" In the "Frolicks of Puck," a new work, in two volumes, the solution to this question is given in the lines below. Puck, an exile from the Court of Queen Titania, of the Fairies, in obedience to the sentence which is made the condition of his return, sets out on an earthly pilgrimage to edeavor to find a solution of this riddle, which proved a task even for a fairy. An old woman would persuade that "money" was the supreme object of female delight, but the gallant Puck remains incredulous of such a reproach to the tender Two silly girls incline him to believe "the love of pleasure" to be woman's ruling passion; and a romantic one, "that it is her lover." After passing through various adventures, however, he returns to the fairy court with the following answer:

sex.

"Pleasure? Woman loves it well.

For she was not made for the hermit's cell;
Gold? It sparkles in her eyes,

And it grows more bright as youth's morning flies;
Love? She is the soul of love,

'Tis her heaven below and hope above;

Like

None of these

Can woman please

"Like what?" asked the Queen impatiently. Be she young, or be she old,

Warp'd or formed in beauty's mould,
Be she widow wife or maid,
By Whatever temper swayed,
Woman's master passion still
Is-to have her sovereign will.

"He has found my riddle," said the Queen smiling. "Methinks he needed not have travelled long or far for it," exclaimed the King with unwanted gravited. The elves around tittered; the ticksy spirit for once wore a solemn face as his annointed lord and master, and the frolicks of Puck were over.

PITHY ANSWER TO A SHORT ADVERTISEMENT.-A shopkeeper in Grand street, the other day, stuck upon his door the following laconic advertisement, "A Boy Wanted."On going to his shop the next morning, he

"You know that place I've told you about, beheld a smiling little urchin in a basket, with

that nothing can live on?"

"Yes."

the following pithy label-"Here he is!"Transcript.

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For the Magnolia.

opportunity. If we walk into the most frequented haunts of society, we will meet the hypocrite; him who smiles, flatters, and lulls you into a dangerous security, and dependance upon his friendship, his sole purpose, being to render you subservient to his interests, at the expense of your own peace. When we see the widow, and the orphan, strugling with poverty, abandoned to the scoffings of a merciless world, and no arm is extended to afford relief,-justly, may we say with the sympathizing poet, that

Mao's inhumanity to man,

Makes countless millions mourn.

3.

" Man's greatest enemy is Man." To prove the truth of this maxim,we have on ly to notice what passes every day, within our own observation. When we see the unfortunate debtor, dragged from his family, and all that endears him to life, and confined within the walls of a dreary prison, left to pine in solitude and want; or, if in the dispensations of Providence, sickness visits the dwelling of the poor, until the means of subsistence are reduced to the lowest ebb; if in this state of distress, the landlord calls for rent, and turning a deaf ear to the voice of humanity, he robs from the victim of disease, the bed which sustains his body-then, while we shudder at this monster in human shape, we exclaim, "Man's greatest enemy is man.” many, who, though not victims of actual oppression, yet suffer in silence, the evils of sickness, and poverty, with means hardly sufficient to keep the soul in its tabernacle of clay. To such let the hand of beneficence be opened, and the voice of compassion gladden the heart. I have seen the tear of pleasure, which trembles on the cheek, while witnessing the gratitude of an affectionate family, the recipients of kindness. I speak not of that, which exists in the imagination only. Circumstances lately called me to a dwelling, which was the abode of poverty. In a room, through the sides of which, time had made passages for the piti-back the good old simplicity of former times,

We see

less storm, was a sick woman; near her stood
a table, and around it, were her half-famished,
ragged little children, eating some coarse haru
crusts. This poor family, had once enjoyed
health, and some degree of happiness,-they
once had an affectionate Father; but now,
alas! the clous of the valley cover his grave;
and their support depended chiefly, upon the
feeble exertions of the mother. By the cruel-
ty of man, they were turned from a more
comfortable home, and had sought shelter in
this miserable hovel. In passing from the
house, the following passage from Cowper,
struck me forcibly.

"Choosing rather far,
A dry, but independent crust hard earned
And eaten with a sigh, than to endure
The rugged frowns, and insolent rebuffs
Of knaves in office."

There are many who feel the flowings of humanity, and contribute for the relief of those who apply for it, but many times the most undeserving, are more forward to supplicate, while those that deserve our charity, remain neglected, and unknown. If there are any that will do good, let them seek the

A CURE FOR HARD TIMES.-We are too fond of showing out in our families, and in this way our expenses far exceed our incomes.Our daughters must be dressed off in their silks and crapes, instead of their linsey-woolsey. Our young folks are too proud to be seen in a coarse dress, and their extravagance is bringing ruin on our families. When you can induce your sons to prefer young women for their real worth, rather than for their real show-when you can get them to choose a wife who can make a good loaf of bread, and a good pound of butter, in preference to a girl who does nothing but dance about in her silks and laces, then gentlemen you may expect to see a change for the better. We must get

if we expect to see more prosperous days.The time was, even within memory, when a simple note was good for an amount of money, but now bonds and mortgages are thought almost no security; and this is owing to a want of confidence.

And what has caused this want of confidence? Why, it is occasioned by the extravagant manner of living;-by your families going in debt beyond your ability. Examine this matter, gentlemen, and you will find this to be the real cause. Teach your sons to be too proud to ride a hackney which their fathers cannot pay for. Let them have this sort of independent pride, and I venture to say that you will soon perceive a reformation. But until the change commences in this way in your families, until we begin in the work ourselves, it is in vain to expect better times.

Now, gentlemen, if you think as I do on this subject, there is a way of showing that you do think so, and but one way; when you return to your homes, have independence to put the principles in practise, and I am sure you will not be disappointed.-Judge Ross to the Grand Jury.

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Julius Cæsar fought 50 pitched battles, and killed one million and a half of men. Manlius, who threw down the Gauls from the Capitol, had received 23 wounds, and taken two spoils before he was 17 years of age, Dentatus fought 120 battles, was 30 times victorious in single combat, and received 45 wounds in front; he had among his trophies 70 belts, 8 murial, 3 obsidinel, and 12 civic crowns. Cato pleaded 400 causes and gained them all.Cyrus knew the names of all the soldiers in the army. Lucius Scipio knew the names of all the Roman people. Chimedies could relate all he ever heard, in the same words. Julius Cæsar wrote, read, dictated, and listened to the conversation of his friends at the same time. A philosopher is mentioned by Pliny. who being struck with a stone, forgot his alphabet. A man reputed for his stupidity, fell from his horse, and being trepanned, became remarkable for the sprightliness of his genius. The orator Carvinus forgot his own name.Mithridates spoke to the ambassadors of 22 different nations without an interpreter. Julius Viator lived to an advanced old age, without drinking water or useing any kind of Liquid nourishment. Crassus, grandfather to the Triumvirassus was slain by the Parthians, never laughed.

An old gentleman in Londonderry who reads his bible in his family, and occasionally explains it, was reading the account of Sampson's foxes. His wife would not believe that Sampson caught so many-"three hundred, foxes!" said she, it can't be so! for our Jemmy is as good a hunter as ever Sampson was, and he never killed more than twenty in a season!" The husband was somewhat staggered at this, but was too good a man to give up the bible, and setting himself to explain it away, observed that scriptural language was always figurative, and that a certain number was sometimes used for an uncertain one. thought probably there was not more than half a dozen real foxes in the flock, and that the rest was made of skunks and woodchucks.

He

A SMALL FEELING.-A man of an exceeding contracted mind was one day complaining to an acquaintance, that he had a very acute pain-a little sharp pain, not bigger seemingly than the point of a pin. It's amazing strange," he continued, "don't you think it is? What do you suppose is the cause of it?" Why, really, I don't know,' replied the other, what part of you should be liable to so very minute a pain, unless it be your soul.

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Integrity.

Integrity is a great and commendable virtue -a man of integrity is a true man, a bold man and a steady man,-he- is to be trusted and relied upon.. No bribes can corrupt him; no fear daunt him. His word is slow in coming, but sure. Ile shines brightest in the fire, and his friend hears of him most when he most needs him. His courage grows with danger, and conquers opposition with constancy. As he cannot be flattered or frightened into that he dislikes, so he hates flattery and temporizing in others. He runs with truth and not with the times-with right an not with might -his rule is straight.

POSTHUMUS WIT.- Dr. Jasper Main, who lived in the reign of James I. of England, was celebrated as a scholar and wit. He displayed through life a strong propensity for innocent raillery and practical jokes.-This was his ruling passion; just before he expired he told a servant with a grin, who was sadly abdicted to intemperance, that he had bequeathed to him something that would make him drink. The servant, as soon as his master was dead, impatiently opened the trunk, expecting of course, to find a heap of treasure; but alas, his disappointment was great at finding nothing in the trunk but a red herring.

A man being asked by his neighbour, how his wife did, made this answer: "Indeed neighbour, the case is pitiful; my wife fears she shall die, and I fear she will not die, which makes a most disconsolate house.

Treat with men at fit times about business, and whisper not in the company of others.

Married,

A Germantown, on Thursday the 17th inst. by the Rev. Mr. Wackerhagen, Mr. George Wackerhagen to Miss Christina, daughter of George Rockefeller, esq. all of the above place. In this city, on Tuesday the 8th inst. by the Rev. J. B. Watterbury, J. Stewart Anable, to Miss Jane C. Cuyler, daughter of the late John H. Cuyler, of Coxsackie.

Died,

At Hillsdale, on the 24th ult. Wells Pitkin, son of James W. and Catherine R. White, aged 3 years.

In Claverack, on the 21 inst. Mrs. Catharine Monell, widow of the late Dr. George Monell, aged 86.

From the Liverpool Chronicle.

First Flowers.

First flowers of the spring time,
Bright gems of the year,
All lovely and blooming,
How fresh ye appear;
Springing up in the garden,
The hedge row and vale,
Enrich'd by the showers,

And fann'd by the gale.

Your beauty is transient,
But oh! It is sweet,
As the deep felt emotion
When absent friends meet
After dangers surmounted,
And miscries flown,
Their lips and looks telling
Of days that are gone!

Your herald-the tempest;

Your bed--the cold earth; Unshelter'd and sunless,

The place of your birth : The snow-drift is sweeping, And dimly the morn, From the eastward is stealing To hail your return.

HENRY LEE.

Henry Lee, by birth a Virginian, was a Colonel in the American Army, and descended from the most distinguished branch of the Lees of that state. He possessed the lofty genius of his family, united to invincible courage and firmness, and all the noble enthusiasm of the warrior. General Charles Lee, who was, beyond question, a competent judge of military talent, averred, "that Honry Lee came a soldier from his mother's womb." General Greene pronounced him "The Eye," of the southern army, and to his councils gave the most implicit, constant, and unbounded confidence. In the hour of difficulty, was danger to be averted, was prompt exertion necessary to prevent revolt, crush insurrection, cut off supplies, harass the enemy, or pursue him to destruction, to no one did he so often turn as to Lee.

But his ardour, brilliancy, and daring resolution, constituted but a part of his military worth. In him the fierce impetuosity of youth was finely blended with the higher and more temperate qualities of age. If he had, in his temperament, something of the electrical fire of Achilles, it was ennobled by the polished dignity of Hector, and repressed and moderated by the wisdom of Nestor.

For vigilance, intelligence, decision of character, skill in arms, a spirit of enterprise, and powers of combination, he had but few equals, youthful as he was, in the armies of his country.

As an officer of horse, and a partisan commander, perhaps he had no superior upon earth.

That he was justly entitled to this encomi um, appears, as well from the extensive catalogue of his exploits, as from the high confidence always reposed in him by the commanding officer under whom he served. This is true, no less in relation to Washington than Greene. He was the intimate friend and eonfident of both. The sentiments of the latter, with regard to him, are forcibly expressed in the following extract of a letter, dated February 18th, 1832.

"Lieutenant-Colonel Lee retires, for a time, for the recovery of his health. I am more indebted to this officer than to any other, for the advantages gained over the enemy, in the operations of the last campaign; and should be wanting in gratitude, not to acknowledge the importance of his best panegyric."

JOSEPH REED.

Adjutant General in the American Army, and president of the state of Pennsylvania. was born in the state of New Jersey, the 27th of August, 1741. In the year 1757, at the early age of sixteen, he graduated with considerable honor, at Princeton college.

Having studied the law with Richard Stockton, esq. an eminent counsellor of that place, he visited England and pursued his studies in the temple, until the disturbances which first broke out in the colonies on the passage of the stamp act. On his return to his native country, he commenced the practice of law; and bore a distinguished part in the political commotions of the day. Having married the daughter of Dennis De Berdt, an eminent merchant of London, and before the American revolution, agent for the province of Massachusetts, he soon after returned to America, and practised the law with eminent success in the city of Philadelphia.

Finding that reconciliation with the mother country was not to be accomplished without the sacrifice of honor as well as liberty, he became one of the most zealous advocates of independence. In 1774, he was appointed one of the committee of correspondence of Philadelphia, and afterwards president of the convention, and subsequently, member of the continental congress. On the formation of the army he resigned a lucrative practice, which he was enjoying at Philadelphia, and repaired to the camp at Cambridge, where he was appointed aid-de-camp and secretary to Gen. Washington, and although merely acting as a

elected annually, with equal unanimity, for the constitutional period of three years. About this time there existed violent parties in the state, and several serious commotions occurred, particularly a large armed insurrection, in the city of Philadelphia, which he

guished citizens from the most imminent danger of their lives at the risk of his own, for which he received a vote of thanks from the legislature of the state.

volunteer, he displayed in this campaign, on many occasions, the greatest courage and military ability. At the opening of the campaign in 1776, on the promotion of Gen. Gates, he was advanced, at the special recommendation of Gen. Washington, to the post of adjutant general, and bore an active part in this cam-suppressed, and rescued a number of distinpaign, his local knowledge of the country being eminently useful in the affair at Trenton, and at the battle of Princeton; in the course of these events, and the constant follower of his fortunes, he enjoyed the confidence and esteem of the Commander in chief. At the end of the year he resigned the office of adjutant general, and was immediately appointed a general officer, with a view to the command of cavalry, but owing to the difficulty of raising troops, and the very detached parties in which they were employed, he was prevented from acting in that station. He still attended the army, and from the entrance of the British army into Pennsylvania till the close of the campaign in 1777, he was seldom absent. He was engaged at the battle of Germantown, and at White Marsh, assisted General Potter in drawing up the militia. In 1778, he was appointed a member of congress and signed the articles of confedaration.

About this time the British commissioners, Governor Johnstone, Lord Carlisle, and Mr. Eden, invested with the power to treat of peace, arrived in America, and Governor Johnstone, the principal of them, addressed private letters to Henry Laurens, Joseph Reed, Francis Dana, and Robert Morris, offering them many advantages in case they would lend themselves to his views. Private information was communicated from Governor Johnstone to General Reed, that, in case he would exert his abilities to promote a reconciliation, 10,000 pounds sterling, and the most valuable office in the colonies, were at his disposal; to which Mr. Reed made this memorable reply :--" that, he was not worth purchasing, but that, such as he was, the king of Great Britain was not rich enough to do it."— These transactions caused a resolution in congress by which they refused to hold any further communication with that commissioner Governor Johnstone, on his return to England, denied in parliament, ever having made such offers, in consequence of which General Reed published a pamphlet, in which the whole transaction was clearly any satisfactorily circulated both in England and America.

In 1778, he was unanimously elected president of the supreme executive council of the State of Pennsylvania, to which office he was

At the time of the defection of the Pennsylvania line, Governor Reed exerted himself strenuously to bring back the revolters, in which he ultimately succeeded. Amidst the most difficult and trying scenes, his administration exhibited the most disinterested zeal and firmness of decision. In the civil part of his character, his knowledge of the law was very useful in a new and unsettled government; so that, although he found in it no small weakness and confusion, he left it at the expiration of his term of office, in as much tranquility and energy as could be expected from the time and circumstances of the war. In the year 1781, on the expiration of his term of office, he returned to the duties of his profes

sion.

General Reed was very fortunate in his military career, for, although he was in almost every engagement in the northern and eastern section of the union, during the war, he never was wounded; he had three horses killed under him, one at the battle of Brandywine, one in the skirmish at White Marsh, and one at the battle of Monmouth. During the whole of the war he enjoyed the confidence of Generals Washington, Greene, Wayne, Stueben, Lafayette, and many others of the most distinguished characters of the revolution, with whom he was in the habits of the most confidential intercourse and correspondence. The friendship that existed between General Reed and General Greene, is particularly mentioned by the biographer of General Greene. “Among the many inestimable friends who attached themselves to him, during his milita ry career, there was no one whom General Greene prized more, or more justly, than the late Governor Reed of Pennsylvania. It was before this gentleman had immortalized himself by his celebrated reply to the agent of corruption, that these two distinguished patriots had begun to feel for each other, the sympathies of congenial souls. Mr. Reed had accompanied General Washington to Boston, when he first took command of the American army; there he became acquainted with

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