Several archers begged that he might be Wat from his perilous situation, and the made a target of, and bound to a tree as a sturdy woodsman forgot not the service. Sir mark for their arrows. The latter proposi-John lived to behold a group of chubby tion received the assent of the greater part of grandchildren smiling around him, and died the band, and Wat was led forth to death. at an advanced age, after seeing the factions Sir John and the Lady Agnes were shut up of the Red and White Roses for ever extinin another room, and one of the band was guished. placed as a guard at the door. The knight's fears for his own safety were forgotten, when he thought on the treatment his child would probably receive from the ruffians, after they had wreaked their vengeance upon Wat. He buried his face in his hands, and remained for some moments insensible to the entreaties of Agnes, who besought him not to despair. At length a flood of tears came to his relief.

"Alas! my child," cried he, "'tis not for myself that I grieve, I can but die-while thou wilt be given up to the brutal violence of these demons."

As he spoke, a hollow sound, like the noise of horses' hoofs was heard, and the next moment a wild cry of alarm sounded without. mixed with the clash of weapons, and cries of "Maltravers! Maltravers to the rescue!" The name acted upon Sir John like an electric shock

"Ah!" he exclaimed, while every limb was palsied with emotion-"my enemy is come to look upon my ruin, and strike the last blow!"

"Dearest father!" said Agnes, "if it be Sir William Maltravers and his son, we may yet hope”

From the Farmers' Register.

Song of the Bees.
Composed by a Lady of Washington.

We watch for the light of the morn to break,
And color the Eastern sky,

With its blended hues of saffron and lake,
Then say to each other, “Awake! Awake!"
For our winter's honey is all to make,
And our bread for a long supply.

And off we hie to the hill and dell,

To the field, to the meadow and bower,
We love in the columbine's horn to dwell,
To dip in the lilly with snow white bell,
To search the balm in its odorous cell,

The mint, and the rosemary flower.

We seek the bloom of the eglantine,
Of the painted thistle and briar;
And follow the steps of the wandering vine,
Whether it trail on the earth supine,
Or round the aspiring tree top twine

And reach for a state still higher.

While each on the good of her sister bent,
Is busy, and cares for all,
We hope for an evening with here 's content,
For the winter of life; without lament
That summer is gone, its hours misspent,
And the harvest is past recall.

ANECDOTE. We once knew a man who, But the knight heeded not what she said. on his return from a public meeting, burst The noise without increased, and blows and open his door in a rage, upset his children, shouts were distinctly heard, while the mankicked his dog, hurled his hat behind the stationed at the door of their prison forsook grate, and paced the apartment back and his post, and ran down stairs. In a short time forth with the ferocity of a chafed tiger.the noise became fainter, and sounded more "What is the matter, my dear?" said his wondistant, while footsteps were heard ascending dering wife. "Matter!" roared the angry the stairs; the bolts which fastened the door husband. "matter enough! Neighbor B. has were withdrawn-it opened, and Godfrey publicly called me a liar!" "Oh, never Maltravers entered, his drawn sword in his mind that, my dear," replied the good woman, hand, and his right arm splashed with blood. he can't prove it, and you know nobody will "Sir John Haviland," he said, sheathing believe him." "Prove it, you fool!" roared' his sword, "you are free; the hell-hounds the madman more furiously than before, “he who have plundered you, are scattered by my did prove it! He brought witnesses and prov troop." ed it on the spot! Else how should I be in "Oh! youth," cried the knight, in a half-such a d- of a passion! The argument stifled voice, "I did thee wrong, but forgive was a poser. me-thy father———”

"Fell at Tewkesbury," said Godfrey.- ORIGINAL AND TRUE.-A servant woman, "Let not your wrath descend into his grave near our office was employed to do the cookbelieve me, he sorely repented him of your ing for a family. When the hour of dinner son's death." had arrived the landlady inquired whether "Then may Heaven pardon him, as I do!" dinner was ready? No ma'am was the reply: ejaculated Sir John, emphatically; but how I have not yet finished stringing the beans.shall I find words to thank thee, gallant The cook was industriously at work sewing youth? I am poor in wordly goods." the beans on strings. "Lord, what shall I do,

"Oh, say not so," interrupted the young the company are waiting." Indeed ma'am, I soldier," while so fair a maiden calls you don't know, you told me to string the beans, father." Then turning to Agnes, whose face which I am doing with all my might.-N. Y. was diffused with blushes, he said, "dear Gazelle.

lady, to you I owe my life-say, can constant love requite you?"

JAW BREAKERS.-"You must be phleboAgnes spoke not; she placed her small tomized,” said a pompous physician to a poor hand in the gauntletted palm of Godfrey, invalid. "I can't, I can't, indeed!" replied while the old knight pronounced his blessing the sick man. "I tell you, you must be bled!" on the pair. The union of the lovers took cried Sir Pompous; to which the other rejoinplace after Godfrey's term of mourning had ed-" Well, you may do that; but as for the expired. His timely arrival had rescued other thing, I'm sure I couldn't bear it."

From the New-York Mirror.

The Token.

Though envious fate has condemned us to part,
Believe me, thy image still lives in my heart;
For absence but fosters affections like mine.
And brightens a flame that can never decline.
A month-and it seems like an age of regret-
A lingering month hath elapsed since we met ;
And nought could have banished the fiend of despair,
But one precious token-that dear lock of hair.

And while cruel fortune's relentless decree,
Thus holds me from happiness, home, and from thee;
And while, with a constancy nothing can move,
This heart shall be true to the maiden I love-
Oh! wilt thou, with ardour and faith like his own,
Still love, and still live for thy William alone?
Still cherish his image, dear girl, in thy breast?
Oh, promise but this, and thy William is blest.
For hope whispers sweetly that fate'will relent,
Nor longer our heart's purest wishes prevent;
That time in his course will soon usher the day,
When I from thy presence no longer shall stray,
O then, my Eliza, until we shall meet,
Till fortune restores me a rapture so sweet,
I'll carefully cherish this dear lock of hair,
Oft gaze on the token, and scorn to despair.

Casimir the Just.

Jand mounted alike. Nobody sees or hears us, or can give either of us aid against the other. If then you are a brave man. if you have courage and spirit, perform your purpose; accomplish the promise you have made to my enemies. If you think I ought to be killed by you, when can you do it better? when more opportunely?-when more manfully?-Have you prepared poison for me? that is a womanish treason:-Or, would you murder me in my bed? an adultress could do that:- Or, have you hid a dagger to stab me secretly? Rather act like that is the deed of a ruffian.

a soldier; act like a man, and fight with me hand to hand; that your treason may at least be free from baseness."

At these words the traitor, as if he had been struck with a thunderbolt, fell at his feet, and "Fear nothing; you implored his pardon. shall not suffer any evil from me,” replied the King, and he kept his word.

King Charles II.

This monarch asked Stillingfleet, how it The following anecdote is given of Casimir came about that he always read his sermonsTM II, King of Poland, in 1178. He was one day before him, when he was informed he always at play, and won all the money of one of his preached with book elsewhere. He told the nobility, who, incensed at his ill-fortune, sud-king that the awe of so noble an audience," denly struck the prince a blow on the ear, in where he saw nothing that was not greatly He fled superior to him, but chiefly the seeing so great the heat of his uncontrolled passion. immediately from justice; but being pursued and wise a prince, made him afraid to trust and overtaken, was condemned to lose his head. himself; with which answer the king was "But pray," said StilThe generous Casimir determined otherwise. very well contented. "I am not surprised," said he, "at the gentle-lingfleet, "will your majesty give me leave to man's conduct; for not having it in his power ask you a question too? Why do you read. to revenge himself on fortune, no wonder he your speeches to the parliament, when you should attack her favourite in me." After can have none of the same reasons?" "Why these generous words he revoked the sentence, truly, doctor," said the king, "your question returned the nobleman his money, and declar-is a very pertinent one, and so will be my anI have asked them so often, and for so ed that he alone was faulty, as he encouraged, swer. by his example, a pernicious practice that much, that I am ashamed to look them in the might terminate in the ruin of hundreds of the face." people. This prince was indeed a father to

This facetious monarch, being prevailed his subjects; he viewed the oppression of the upon, by one of his courtiers, to knight a very nobles over the serfs with an eye of sorrow; worthless fellow and of mean aspect; when he and though it was not in his power to change was going to lay the sword upon his shoulder, the constitution of Polish society by emanci- our new knight drew back, and hung down "Don't pating them and making them perfectly inde-his head, as if out of countenance. pendent, what he could do, he did, in protect- be ashamed," said the king, "tis I who have ing them by strict laws from wanton cruelty. the most reason to be so." He left behind him the character of the most amiable monarch that ever swayed the Polish sceptre. He had faults, but they were almost lost in the number of his noble qualities and his virtues. He was a lover of peace, and the friend of the people.-Fletcher's History of

Poland.

The Incomparable Russian.

In the summer of the year 1810, as a lady was walking with her child upon the banks of the canal of St. Catharine at Petersburg, the child suddenly slipped from her hand and fell into the canal. The mother, in despair, was going to plunge after her child, when a Malcolm III. King of Scotland. young man prevented her, and promised her This monarch having received informa-instant assistance. He took a fine large Spantion that one of his nobles had conceived a de-iel that followed him and threw him into the sign against his life, he enjoined the strictest water, calling out as loud as he could, bring silence to the informer, and took no notice of him, bring him. The sagacious dog instantly it himself, till the person accused of this exe-dived, and when he came up again was seen crable treason came to his court, in order to holding the child by the shirt collar; he execute his intention: The next morning he quickly swam to the shore, and laid his preciwent to hunt, with all the train of his courtiers, ous burthen at the feet of the mother. She, and when they had got into the deepest in an ectasy of joy, took the child in her arms, woods of the forest, drew that nobleman away and divided her caresses between him and the from the rest of the company, and spoke to dog. The father of the child appeared: "I him thus: "Behold, we are here alone, armed return you, sir, (said he to the young man,) a

thousand thanks; you have saved the life of rose in myriads to the surface. On shore, the ny only child." "Your thanks. (said the young-pire of the church within the Castle of Callao, man) are more justly due to the kind provi-tottered und fell, and thick volumes of dust dence of the Almighty, which brought me rose over the city and its suberbs. hither." "Accept, (said the father,) a thous- "Hallo, Jack," cried one of the sailors, and rubles as the reward of your humane ex-" what do you call that when 'tis boiled?" ertions-""Excuse (said the young man,) Why, man, it is an earthquake-see what my declining your handsome offer: you are, a dust it has kicked up." in fact, much more indebted to the exertions Log me that's a good one"-ejaculated of my dog than to me. "Well, then, (said the first sailor, slapping his shipmate on the the gentleman,) I will give you a thousand back-" We'll tell the Skip that the earthrubles for your dog." A quarter of an hour quake shook the hammer overboard!"-N. ugo, (replied the young man,) I did not think Y. Constellation. him worth a thousand rubles, but as he has saved the life of a human being, I would not A Crier Extraordinary. take ten thousand for him." The young mao then rushed into the crowd of spectators and ing at one of the towns in Virginia, he enA gentleman informs us that, while sojourn the enraptured father and mother could not by countered in the street a stout, double-lunged any inquiry find out who he was. The Emperor Alexander was informed of the affair, fully. After labouring at the bell sometime, negro who was ringing a hand-bell most manand was desirous to discover the young man; the fellow made a dead halt, and bellowed out but the search he ordered to be made, although something to the following effect: Sale dis diligently pursued, was fruitless. night-frying-pans-gridirons--books--oyster-knives, and odder kinds of medicinesJoe Williams will hab some fresh oysters at

Equity.

A gentleman resident at Harrow made fre- his stablishmeut-by 'tickler desire Mr. Hewquent complaints to the master of the school tett will gib limitations ober agin—two or there, of his garden being stripped of its fruit, tree dozen damaged discussion gun-locks, and and even before it became ripe-but to no-Rev. Mr. P-Q-will deliver a sarmont on purpose. Tired of applying to the master for temperance, half past six o'clock precise; dat's redress, he at length appealed to the boys, and not all-widout money or price-the great sending for one to the house, he said "Now bull Philip will be stationed at 'Squire my good fellow, I'll make this agreement with S-'s, and dat's not all neither!-dare you and your companions, Let the fruit re- will be a perlite and select coloured ball at main on the trees till it becomes ripe, and Mrs. Johnson's just arter all dis is bin done!" promise to give you one half." Ballimore Minerva.

The boy coolly replied," I can say nothing| to the proposition, sir, myself, but will make it known to the rest of the boys, and inform you of their decision to-morrow."

To-morrow came, and brought with it the following reply:

The gentlemen of Harrow cannot agree to receive so unequal a share, since Mr. is an individual, and we are many."

Characteristic of a Sailor.

PLENTY OF ROOM IN THE WORLD.-I often wished that some of those who think that ere long the world will be over-peopled, and that we shall shoulder one another off it, or into the sea, could view the vast solitude of Guyana, and reflect that nearly the whole of the. interior of the South American continent, though capable of supporting billions of inhabitance, is as yet, almost in the keeping of nature. The Cultivation in British Guyana

At the time of the last great earthquake in is now confined to two hundred miles of the Callao, we believe it was in 1823-an A-coast, and the same may be said of South American brig which for some time had been merica generally.-Alexander's Transatlanic Sketches. lying in the harbor, was, to use the sea term,

"thrown out," or in other words, was careen

ed on one side for the purpose of being repair- OUR FOREFATHERS.-A country fellow ed. Among other tools which had been in the Bay state, hearing it remarked that the borrowed from the United States sloop of war 22d of December was to be celebrated at PlyVincennes, then at anchor there, was a ham-mouth, enquired the reason.

mer, which just before the first shock, was by Why don't you know, Joe," said his neighaccident lost overboard. The captain of the bor, "that our forefathers landed there that brig, who was then leaning over the quarter day."

where he was unperceived by the sailors, "Four fathers-four fathers!" said Joe, overheard the following conversation between scratching his head, well as true as I live them, respecting the loss of the hammer. now, I thought there was more than four on "Bloody nouns and pronouns! there goes 'em." the United States hammer overboard, Jack!" "Well what, do 1 care," said Jack, " STRANGE SIGHT.-A poor Irishman pasdidn't loose it overboard." sing through a village near Chester, saw a Nor didn't I," muttered the first knignt of crowd of people approaching, which made him the marlinspike.

In the midst of this dispute the sea was seen to retire, while the inhabitants of the deep, stunned with the unusual turmoil of the water,

inquire what was the matter? He was answered, "A man was going to be buried?”— Oh!" replied he, "I'll stop to see that, for we carry them in our country."

The Novice, or the Convent Demon.

BY LEITCH RITCHIE.

that she gave one the idea of a being of a purer, brighter, and happier world. Her heart was at once warm and light, her spirits The Convent of Franenlob was one of the buoyant and her temper gay almost to childHer musical laugh, as it echoed most deliciously situated in the countries of ishness.

the Rhine; and its domain was so rich that it through the convent garden, called a smile
was for several centuries the object of conten-into the face of the sternest nun in the sister-
tion between two powerful barons in the hood; and when she appeared, a gleam of
neighborhood. The barons of Wildenstein sunshine seemed to fall on many a cold and
urged the right of more ancient possessions, dark, and withered heart.
while the barons of Leibenstein, when beaten

The convent walls were the horizon of

in argument, cut the knot of casuistry with Juliet's hopes and fears; for she had never
the sword. Both possessed the prize alter-known and but rarely seen the world beyond.
nately; but, at length, the latter continued to Within their bounderies there was enough
keep it within their grasp so long, that the for the exercise of all the affections her heart
claims of the other party were laid aside and yet knew. She had there her long, deep
friendships, and her shallow, short-lived en-
forgotten.
The feud, notwithstanding, between the mities, her gentle charities. and even her
two houses was carried en as bitterly as ever; proud ambitions. There were mirth and
and on one occasion the arms of Wildenstein mourning, comings and goings, sickness, and
were so successful, that the baron of Leiben-even death. She might herself look forward
stein began to fear he should neither have cas- through her family interest, to the very
tle nor convent left. In this predicament he highest offices in the community, to the ab-
applied to Saint Ildeganda, the heavenly pat-bess-ship itself; and in the mean time she
roness of the convent, and vowed, in the event amused herself with resolving, if ever the
of her delivering him from the threatened fortunate day of her accession arrived, to
danger, to dedicate in due time, to her service, promulgate a law against being unhappy,
the child, whether boy or girl, with which his and to admit into her dominions only bright
The faces and joyful hearts.
lady was then about to present him.

At present, more especially, the approachsaint, as it appeared, was not slow in striking the bargain. The baron triumphed in turning ceremony of Juliet's taking the veil kept over his enemy, and the young Juliet of Lie- the minds and tongues of the dames of Saint benstein, from the moment she saw the light, fldeganda in full employment; but even this was brought up as the destined bride of heaven. interesting topic now began to be rivalled by Time rolled on, and every year struck a another of a different nature. The reader is new blow at the pride of Leibenstein. First aware that in those days the Evil One amused oue son was slain, and then another, and then himself with walking to and fro upon the a third; and at last the baron, now sinking earth, in spite of the countless saints of the into the vale of life found himself alone.-catholic regime; and it was, therefore, no very Bitterly then did he regret his bargain with uncommon thing to see him as he passed by, Saint Ildeganda. Little had he thought, in or at least, to feel his presence, and then deAs yet, howgiving Juliet away, that he handed over his scribe him to the outward faculties by the broad lands to another race, and snapped perceptions of the inner ones. suddenly the succession of a hundred lords of ever, our nuns had only talked of the expeLeibenstein. The beauty which was now rience of others, and repeated, whisperingly, about to be shrouded for ever from the world as they narrowed the circle round the winter by a black veil, might in other circumstances hearth, the thousand strange stories which have fired half the hearts of Germany; the haunted the world like the phantoms they palatine himself might have sued for a hand described. But now the conversation became so fair, when animated by blood so noble; more serious. and the heiress of his house might have been

How the devil thought of visiting so retired the mother of a line of princes. Regret. and holy a place as the little convent of Saint however, was now in vain; her noviciate had Ildeganda, no one could imagine; but the almost expired; and in another week, the fact was only too well established. He had blooming Juliet of Libenstein would become been seen in the garden, he had been seen in the west corridor, and he had been seen in the nun Ildeganda. At one time he appeared in the But with regard to the Wildensteins, the ba-visions. ron's position had lately altered for the better. likeness of a tall man, ornamented with horns; His old enemy was dead; and the young baron, at another, he was a black dwarf, with cloone of the most celebrated knights of the ven feet; and at a third, he wore his head The remarkable circumtime, cared more for tournaments and single under his shoulder, like the neighbours of the combats than for wars of interest or revenge anthropophagi. He was, besides, addicted to the effeminate stance was, that the spirit disclosed himself pleasure of poetry and sentimental love; indiscriminately to the wise and to the foolish, and spent in the society of the dames and the credulous and the sceptic; and at last to damsels of Mainz, all the time which he did allay the ferment, father Gottlob was sent not throw away in improving his estates, re-for to a neighbouring monastery, that his opinion might be taken on the subject. building ruins, and exploring antiquities. Father Gottlob was looked upon as a kind As for Juliet, she was more an object of admiration than of pity. Her beauty was of of a saint in the district; and indeed there that sort which was termed radient. There was something so strikingly intellectual in his was something, indeed, so etherial about her venerable face, that you saw at once in him

"Hold!" cried the monk, indignantly.—
And when you awoke?
"Then I saw something."
"Was it tall or short?"

a man who might rise to the loftiest pinnacle and gentle deeds, and beautiful thoughts, and if he only willed it, in any summit whatever. dames, and warriors, and dancing plumes-" From infancy, however, he had been brought up to the monastic life, aud his faculties could" only develop themselves in a monastic mould. He knew nothing about men; but was intimately acquainted with the spirits both of light and darkness. He was conversant with the mysteries of the church, but as ignorant as a child of the mysteries of the heart.

a

"Not too tall. It was covered either with cloak or a cloud, and the instant my eyes were fully opened, it disappeared." "Were you afraid?"

"What was your first thought after awake

ing?"

The father's arrival at the convent of Fra-1 "Startled, but not afraid. In a little while neulob was an event of some magnitude in the I was so bold as to look into the old dry well, estimation of the nuns; and it may be a ques-the only place for many yards round where a tion whether he, or the devil who had been human being could have vanished, but nothe means of introducing him was looked thing was there except a toad, which has upon as the more distinguished visitor. He lived in it as long as I can recollect." was received with as much ceremony as if he had been the pope himself; and at last, when fairly established in a handsome oratory, he set himself to inquire, with heart and soul, into the business before him. The father, however, with all his ingenuity, could not elicit a particle more information than we have communicated in a single sentence. "It was the devil!" cried the monk, startshape had been seen in the garden, and in ing from his seat. He paced for some time in various parts of the buildings; and it had agitation through the room, and then turning vanished suddenly when seen, not by means to the novice

seers.

A

Of my father's castle."
"What!-before your convent!"
"And of minstrel songs."
"Oh !"

"And handsome knights."

of the intervention of walls or trees, but when "Daughter," said he, the evil one never nothing had been near it but the firm earth acts without a motive, and till now I have and the clear air. The testimonies of the been puzzled to discern the cause of his visit. nuns agreed in this, although each, of course, it would be absurd to suppose that he comes varied according to the character of the indi- merely to frighten the sisters; for in reality vidual; but the witness whose account was, there is nothing so alarming to the soul as in the opinion of others, the most vague and fear. You are his intended victim! It is to unsatisfactory, was considered by father Gott- you he has revealed himself, not in hideous lob the most important of the whole. This but noble form, and not in thoughts of terror witness was Juliet of Leibenstein, who but in beauty and delight. The mystery in was by this time added to the list of ghost- which he has shrouded his incarnation is meant to awaken your curiosity; and I feel When the beautiful novice knelt before the confident it will speedily be thrown aside. monk, his faded countenance was suddenly Fear not, however, for I am with you. The lighted up by such an illumination as might only directions I can give you, in the mean have been cast upon it by the appearance of time are to pray aud continue steadfast.an angel; and perhaps some association of the Should you see the apparition again, (which kind did suggest itself to the old man's fancy. I shall endeavour to prevent,) repeat a pater"Have you too," said he, in a tone of sur-noster aloud, and call upon the lady Ildeprise, "been haunted by this thing of sin and ganda, and if evil, it will instantly vanish.” Father Gottlob did not coutent himself "I know not, father." with using only spiritual means. He exaThey tell me that you are pale, melan-mined carefully every inch of the premises, choly, tearful, you whose life has till now and especially descended in person into the been like a dream of heaven. Is it so ?" old well, trying its walls, stone by stone, "I know not father. I do not feel as I was with a hammer. He then, to the grief and wont."

darkness?"

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"When did the change take place?" "Yesterday evening.' "Describe the cause, or the circumstance." "I was alone in the garden," said Juliet, "and feeling drowsy—”

"Drowsy! ah! ah! that is the time for the enemy. Watch and pray!"

horror of Juliet, ejected the toad from its ancient domain, and threw it beyond the precincts of the convent, and finished this part of the business by burning incense in the well, and reciting over it the most approved formulæ for the expulsion of the devils.

It seemed, indeed, as if the very presence of the holy father had been able to keep the "I sat down upon the violet bank, and evil one at bay, for the shape remained invisoon the shrubs and flowers began to blend sible from the instant of his arrival. The and to grow 'dim, and the songs of the birds nuns by degrees recovered their spirits, and were molten into a single strain, slumberous began joyfully to prepare for the divine bridal and indistinct, and-and-I believe I fell of the novice; and all things at last returned asleep."

"You dreamed? Of what?"

"Of the world."

to their usual tranquility, except the heart of poor Juliet. She was still in a dream; she still sighed, and trembled, and shed tears; the ideas of world which had been suggested, "Oh, no! it was quite another world !she knew not how, still haunted her fancy: There were birds, and flowers, and walks, the barb had stuck.

"Ah! ah! the old inspiration."