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forward to seize the defenceless Princess. She tore herself from his arms, and called for help with all her strength, but in vain, for no assistance was at hand. Thus, struggling alone against armed men, distracted with rage and despair, she flew to the window, opened it, and attempted to throw herself out.

One of the officers

held her in the very moment : her fury knew no bounds; she seized him by the hair, and dragged him to the ground: a second attacked her; and with equal strength and courage she disengaged herself from him. This shocking, this inhuman spectacle, which would have forced the dagger from the hand of the most

innocent are mixed with these
barbarians; but I am sent to com-
fort them, and tell them that they
are placed here, in order when
the last trumpet shall sound, to
shame those who wished to drag
them into guilt. Justice, the eld-
est daugter of the Supreme Being,
visits this valley once every six
thousand years, and five hundred
more still remain unexpired." I
expressed the impatience of my
grief at this intelligence, and the
voice thus replied :-"You fancy,
perhaps, that ages, years, days,
and hours, will roll as slowly as
when inhabited the earth;
you
undeceive yourself, while I speak
fifty years are already elapsed.'—
At these words hope cheered my

bloody assassin, made no impres-heart, and I observed more atten-
sion upon the mind of Ranzau and
his banditti.

[To be continued]

WAR-A DREAM.

(CONTINUED.)

A mild and angelic voice stole upon my ear, and addressed me thus:-"Thou art now in one of the vales where justice tries guilty mortals; it is called the Valley of Murderers." God of Heaven! is it possible! my heart is pure, my hands are spotless. I have been forced to join the crowd of the murderers, but I have com. 'Fear not,' mitted no crime.' replied the voice. many who are

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tively the walking skeletons that
moved around me. The hardness
of their souls still pervaded their
bones, and they struck each other
as they passed. I then listened to
a distant murmur, and distinguish-
ed the deep and awful roar of the
rapid torrent of ages, which the
hand of time poured into the me-
tionless lake of eternity. On a
sudden this torrent ceased to flow.
Nature paused a while; a hundred
raging thunders burst from the
clouds, and a rain of blood fell
That blood was
upon the guilty.
shed since the birth of the uni-
verse, and it deluged every mur-
In a few minutes I per-
derer.
ceived almost every skeleton co-
vered with stains, which they vain-
ly attempted to wipe away. Fear

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none of these spots,' said the voice of the comforting angel,' they will be seen on assassins alone; every drop is the blushing image of a murder. It terrifies and condemns them, it betokens grief, remorse and despair. Behold their fate, the dreadful hour is come.'

He said, and the clouds were split asunder, a spreading lustre issued from the vault of Heaven, and the stream of light became so dazzling that the blood-stained multitude sunk to the ground, and vainly sought a refuge in the depth of caverns and abysses. Tho' still white and untainted, I was struck with a respectful fear, and fell prostrate. The Divine Justice appeared descending through the pure ether. She did not wear the false attributes which our blindness bestows upon her, an angry brow, a sword and scales; she was clad with a blue mantle strewed with stars of gold: of her hands wielded a sceptre, composed of a single white flame, whilst the other supported her forhead, marked with sadness at the thought of being compelled to punish. On her brow the Almighty had imprinted his celestial majesty; the noble, though severe expression of her features, inspired a sacred confidence, and she seemed to pity those she was about to condemn. What sublime beauty shone in her features, it created love and veneration, it birth gave to the most acute regret in the breasts of those who had offend

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ed her.

Surrounded with glory,

and seated on the clouds of Heaven, she listened to the groans of sorrow and remorse. The sun of truth formed her crown, and the whole extent of this awful scene was illuminated by its beams. Time laid his hour-glass at the feet of Justice, and repassing the sand of years, they rolled before us a second time with a rapidity which thought alone could equal. All the dead beheld with terror every portion of their lives, of which a solemn account was re

quired. On the left of the firstborn of the Almighty, a faultering voice was heard, the advocate for the guilty, and exerted all its eloquence to justify their actionsThis weak voice was termed Politic; all its arguments were false, inhuman, and extravagant.

A

stronger voice on the right refuted those vain speeches, it was. called Humanity; whenever it spoke the murderers were struck with terror, owned their guilt, and the full knowledge of truth increased the horrors of their punishment.

Shrinking from the eyes of Justice, all the mighty conquerors of old stood naked and trembling amidst the crowd. A thousand voices were raised against one single man, whom they pointed out as the author of the crimes they hud committed. The name of Alexander the Great was thus so often repeated, that he was com

manded to make his appearance. I then perceived a skeleton of rather a diminutive size, red with blood, and his head leaning on one side, coming forward with a faultering step from his hiding place; the murmurs which arose as he passed encreased his confusion

was compelled to content himself with murdering his fellow-citizens during the darkness of night. The mortals who watch over the strict observation of my laws, succeeded in bringing the guilty to the scaffold; there he owned his crimes, and thought himself de

Weak, short and naked, he pre-serving of the most shameful end. sented a pitiful spectacle of humbled pride. What,' exclaimed 'What,' exclaimed the celestial judge, is this he who led you into guilt? whose mandates you obeyed rather than those of equity, humanity, and your own conscience? Contem

Blind wretch! there exists no difference between thee and this villain; thou art even more unfortunate, for no due punishment has rewarded thy cruel deeds. Power has supported thy iron arm, which crushed and ravaged the world;

plate the base idol you worship-in the flaming cities which thy inped, he now feels and owns his insignificancy.

toxication destroyed, thou hast

What spell chang-burned my sacred code; thou hast

ed you into blood-thirsty slaves, whilst nature cried aloud that you were not intended to serve the ambitious phrenzy of this madman-As for you who contemned my laws, behold what looks of horror your very accomplices cast upon you, but this is not sufficient, you must see the villain with whom you are worthy to be compared." She said, and waved her sceptre ; a skeleton of nearly the same size as Alexander, placed himself by his side. He was not quite so much stained with blood, but his bones were fractured in several places, and I remarked that the blows of the executioner's iron had wiped away the largest spots.. 'Behold Alexander,' Justice exclaimed, behold thy pupil, and thy equal if a crown had fallen to his lot; his courage rivalled thine, but lettered by circumstances, he

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compelled thy victims to adore thee as a God; hast pierced the bosom of friendship. The fame of thy victories has dazzled other monarchs, who followed thy path through blood and ruin. Approach, Cæsar, thou who sheddest tears before the statue of this murderer, longing to receive the same honor

Neither the genius of Rome, nor the supplications of thy bleeding country, could aftest thy course; thy dagger tore her bosom while her arms wera extended to embrace thee. You over threw the sublime edifices erected by the wisdom of six ages, c rear with their scattered ruins the odious towers of despotism. Your mame, like that of Tamerlane, Attilla, Charles XII. and Tshingis Khan, is held in detestation. The genius of these conquerors is now prescribed; the blind multitude

alone lose sight of the criminal in the deceitful glory with which he is surrounded.

(To be concluded next week.)

For the Lady's Miscellany.

VARIETY.

ORIGINAL AND SELECTED.

THE UNCERTNINTY OF PHYSIC

A high German doctor had been called an empiric, and aecu.

WITTY REPLIES.

In the first division of Poland, in the year 1775, the bishopric of Ermland fell to Prussia. The Prince Bishop Kraisky, a man of great learning and wit, soon saw himself honored with the King's highest esteem, and dined almost every day with his majesty. The king one day said pleasantly to the Prince Bishop, Be pleased when you go to heaven to take me under your mantle.' Upon which the Prince Bishop replied, 'Your ma

sed of being a quack, a Bombas-jesty was pleased to curtail so

tus Paracelsus, or a great brag. gart; the doctor answered, it is kill or cure wità us all; regulars and irregulars, licensed and unlicensed; as I shall show you, and what is better, you will allow what I say to be true.

We send to a physician, he comes with a great cane in his hand, and his eyes blinded, to put an end to the strife between the patient and his malady; if he strikes the sick man, he kills him, if he hits the case, he cures it.

much of my revenues, and in consequence so much of the length of my cloak, I much fear that 】 should not be able to cover your majesty's feet, and should be detected in the act of smuggling contraband goods.' The King, much,pleased with the Prince' smart answer, said,But what will you say to me when we meet in heaven?' 'Great King,' replied the Prince, protect me under the shadow of your wings, but spare me with your talons,' alluding to the black Prussian eagle.

MILITARY REtort. Frederick the Great asked a soldier, who had a deep cut across his cheek, at a review-at what ale-house didst thou get that scratch?'

At Coslin, please your majesty, where your majesty paid the reckoning.

SCRIPTURAL EQUIVOCATION.

The King wrote under a petition for new windows, in a parish church which was very dark'Blessed are they which have not seen, and yet have believed.' St.

John 20--29.

For the Lady's Miscellany.

In one of the vaults of the grand Cathedral of Old York in England, the remains of several branches of the noble family of that place are deposited.

Among the rest there entombed, lies upon a shelf near the side of the vault, in a large leaden coffin, the relics of Sir John Calf, with this inscription upon a stone in the side of the wall, directly over where he is laid:

Here lies the body of Sir John Calf, Late three times Lord Mayor of the city of York:

Honor, honor, honor!!

A humorous gentleman from the state of Vermont (New England) on his travels through that country, whose curiosity led him to pay a visit to that place some few years since, upon reading the above Epitaph, took his pencil fom his pocket, and directly under wrote the following lines:

Oh cruel death, more subtle than a fox, That would`st not let this Calf become

an ox,

To brouse among the briars and the thorns,

And wear among his brethren
Horns, horns, horns!!

Miseries of Human Life-A poor man with a rich chancery suit-a dull fiddle without rosin-and myself without tobacco.

A heavy complaint has been made against the authors of modern romances, full of ghosts,. spectres, and murders. The, young. ladies are so frightened, as to be afraid to sleep alone.

A person went to consult a lawyer, how he might safely carry off an heiress. "You cannot do it at all, with safety," said the lawyer, but I tell you what you may do; let her mount a horse, and hold the bridle and whip; do you then mount behind her, and your sale, for she runs away with you." The lawyer was however sufficientlypunished for his advice, when next day he found it was his own daughter that run away with his client.

VERBAL REMARKS

The word Pat, has a peculiarity hardly belonging to any other;. read it which way you will; tho it forms different words, yet they are exactly of the same import, for a pat or a tap it is well known is but a gentle stroke.

The word murmur, read it backwards, repeatedly names a liquor that is better known in the abuse, than the use of it-rum, rum; and when this dear, delightful beverage cannot be had, read it forwards. and it will shew you what its vaarics are very apt to do.

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