CONCISE, BUT INTEREST

ING JOURNAL,

Of a voyage across the Atlantic; in a let. ter from Gen. EATON to his friend in the County of Windsor, Ver.

On the fourth of January, of the present year, we put to sea from the Capes of the Delaware, and by the bluster of winter, were driven through the Atlantic, over head and ears in brine and suds, without a dry thread about us :—in thirty-six days we reached Algiers. One of our vessels a ship of between two and three hundred tons, and thirty people, broached too in a storm and went down, poor fellows, in an instant. This happened on the American coast. Another of our company fell in with a fleet of gun-boats, at the mouth of the Streights, and fought her passage.

This was a schooner commanded by Capt. M. who told me he expended 400 balls on the occasion, and received as many : but this must have been done at a very respectful distance, for no blood was lost on our side! they had skirmishing is true.

Description of Algiers.

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(From the same.) Algiers is an immense pile of brick and lime, cemented in a mass on the declivity of a hill, resembling a marble quarry with excavated cells. This figure you will more easily understand, when I tell you, that the roofs, or rather tops of the houses are flat, and connected with each other in such a

manner, that a man might walk from wall to wall, without touching foot to the ground, in almost any direction in the city. The streets, or rather covert ways, are in general not more than six feet broad; the broadest will admit with much difficulty, a loaded camel in the centre, and a footman on each side. They are almost uniformly covered with projected stories of the houses, forming in some places arches, in others planes, and hiding the sun at midday. There is not a yard in the whole city; every convenience is placed within the wall of the houses, even the common vaults, and reservoirs of water; and they have no light but what is received at an aperture in the centre of the house, generally a square extending from the top to the ground, in every house, from thirty to eight or ten feet, in proportion to the dimensions of the house. On each side of this area, from two to four stories, are galleries and rooms for every purpose.

Algerine Fashions.

(From the same.)

The city is crowded with imperious Turks, beggarly Moors, and savage Arabs, distinguished from each other by their dress or rather undress. The Turks in short jackets, something like those of our seamen, without sleeves, embroidered with spangles of gold, wrought in a variety of figures, on the edges and sides, and a specie>

of open trousers of different cloths, fine linen and muslin, descending to the calf and tied round each leg; a sash of red or variegated silk interwoven with gold tinsel, wound round the small of the body in which are worn a sword and brace of long pistols, squaretoed shoes, naked legs, head shaved and bound about with a turban, half a dozen coils of white muslin ; twisted and fastened to a small red cap, which appears at the top, the beard suspended upon the breast. The Moorish dress differs from this only in the quality of the cloth, except that these wear no arms; the Turks only forming the military of the country. The Arabs, in every respect, resemble the savages of America, except that they are less enterprising and have nothing of that wild magnanimity, which invigorates the free born sons of our forests.

The Lady's of Barbary. [From the same.] The ladies of Barbary seen in the streets, look like walking ghosts, swaddled in rags. They wear square-toed shoes, generally without quarters, or very low ones. Above these, half way up the leg, they are uncovered; then commence writhes of muslin, like sailors trousers, loosely twisted around each leg, tied at the bottom, and in this crothical kind of coil, ascending about two spans above the first joint from the ancle

and forming a junction; now becoming an immense bag, it ascends in irregular plaits, till it gathers round the waist and di vides the upper from the nether region of the body.. Over this, suspended like curtains from the head to the ground, roll huge dirty folds of flannel or muslin blankets, around the mouth, chin and forehead are handkerchiefs closely tied, hiding the whole face, except a necessary aperture for the admission of light. Thus rigged, nothing can be seen of them. abroad, but the twinkling of an eye.. Not so the daughters of Abraham. Their bare, broad, brown faces form a contrast to the Turkish women, as much on the other extreme. They appear dirty as brutes and brazen as impudence. All the ladies I have yet seen, if their beauties were consolidated, could not create sensibility enough in my heart to produce a ballad from my brain.

Tunisian Women.

From the same.]

The description of Algerine fashions may, with very little exception, be applied to Tunis. It is an abominable falsehood recorded by geographers, that the women of Tunis are handsome. Those I have seen in the streets, and more exposed from the tops of their houses are ill shaped, short, and dirty.--They are all brown.

MARRIED,

A1 Newark, N. J. on Tuesday Evening the 11th inst. by the Rev. Mr. Willard, MR. WILLIAM LIMBERT, merchant of Savannah, to MISS CATHARINE P. WHITE, of this city.

At Sussex, England, Mr. James Carlton, to Miss Sophia Pirsson eldest daughter of Mr. William Pirsson, of this city.

On Saturday evening last, at the country residence of Mr. Renwick, by the Rev. doctor Miller, Thomas Davidson, Esq. to Miss Eliza Bow

ers.

On Saturday evening last, by the Rev. Mr. Moore, Mr. William Loudon, to Miss Eliza Y. Douglas, daughter of Mr. James Douglas, all of this city.

On Tuesday evening last, by the Rev. Mr. Willeston, Mr. Jacob Manold, to Miss Maria Minuse, daughter of Capt. John Minuse, all of this city.

DIED,

On Wednesday afternoon, at his Country seat, at Bloomingdale, MR. JAMES CHEETHAM, editor and proprietor of the AMERICAN CITIZEN (and REPUBLICAN WATCH-TowER,) aged 38. A wife, three sons, and two daughters survive his loss.

On Thursday morning, Mrs Sarah Mills, wife of Mr. John Mills, of Broadway.

On Thursday afternoon, Mr. John Johnson, of a lingering illness, which he bore with Christian fortitude.

On Sunday afternoon, at the house of George Gibbs, at Brooklyn, Mrs. Gibbs, of Wilmington, N. C. Christain Gibbs, wife of Robert

Drowned, at Weathersfield, Gre gory Stone, Esq.

At Fairfield,(Conn.) Wm. Pitt Bakers, Esq clerk of the city and county of Albany.

On Wednesday morning in the 71st year of his age, Joseph Rickard, Scignior.

On Wednesday morning after a lingering illness, Mr. James Todd, aged 22 years.

On Wednesday evening the 12th inst. of a lingering illness, which he bore with Christian fortitude and resignation, WILLIAM REMSON, esq. in the 26th year of his age. Adorned with all those virtues which dignified and ennobled the human character; possessed of those qualities which rendered us agreeable and endearing to each other; and favored with those talents, which enabled us to act our part well upon the great theatre of life, he commenced his youtful career with the most flattering expectations, while he promised himself the merited reward

ed application.

"Apollo struck the enchanting Lyre, The Muses sung in strains alternate."

The following is from the pen of that elegant writer Burns, on the instability of human happiness adown the rugged puth of life.

WHEN chill November's surly blast

Made fields and forests bare, One ev❜ning, as I wander'd forth

Along the banks of Ayr,

I spy'd a man, whose aged step

Seem'd weary, worn with care; His face was furrow'd o'er with years, And hoary was his hair.

Young stranger, whither wand'rest thou, Began the rev'rend Sage:

Does thirst of wealth thy step constrain,

Or youthful Pleasure's rage?
Or haply, prest with cares and woes,

Too soon thou hast began
To wonder forth with me, to mourn
The miseries of Man.

The Sun that overhangs yon moors,

Out-spreading far and wide, Where hundreds labour to support

A haughty lordling's pride;
I've seen yon weary winter-sun,

Twice forty times return;
And ev'ry time has added proofs,

That Man was made to mourn.
O Man! while in thy early years,

How prodigal of time; Mispending all thy precious hours,

Thy glorious, youthful prime! Alternate follies take the sway; Licentious Passions burn; Which tenfold force give Nature's law,

That Man was made to mourn.

Look not alone on youthful prime,

Or Manhood's active might; Man then is useful to his kind,

Supported in his right: But see him on the edge of life, With Cares and Sorrows worn,

Then Age and Want, Oh! ill match'd pair!

Show Man was made to mourn,
A few seem favourites of Fate,
In Pleasure's lap carest;
Yet, think not all the Rich and Great

Are like wise truly blest,

But, Oh! what crouds in ev'ry land,

All wretched and forlorn,
Thro' weary life this lesson learn,

That Man was made to mourn-
Many and sharp the num'rous ills
Inwoven with our frame!
More pointed still we make ourselves,
Regret, Remorse, and Shame!
And Man, whose heav'n-elected face
The smiles of love adorn,
Man's inhumanity to Man

Makes countless thousands mourn
See yonder poor, o'erlabour'd wight,
So abject, mean, and vile,
Who begs a brother of the earth

To give him leave to toil;
And see his lordly fellow-worm
The poor petition spurn,
Unmindful, tho' a weeping wife
And helpless offspring mourn.
If I'm design'd yon lordling's slave,
By Nature's law design'd,
Why was an independant wish
E'er planted in my mind?
If not, why am I subject to

His cruelty, or scorn?
Or why has Man the will and paw'r
To make his fellow mourn?
Yet, let not this too much, my Son,

Disturb thy youthful breast:
This partial view of human kind
Is surely not the last!
The poor, oppressed, honest man,

Had never, sure, been born,
Had there not been some recompense

To comfort those that mourn!