Note.-There are in Estre

madura [Spain] two kinds of sheep called estante, [stationary] and trasbumante, [travelling, or Merino.] A creditable Spanish writer, says, that, that province had in the 16th century, more than thirty millions of the former, and seven millions of the latter; and that, like every thing else really valuable in the peninsula, they had already diminished to less than half that number, about the middle of the last century. So much for the gold and silver mines of South America.

It is somewhat surprising, that among the patriotic undertakings of our merchants, no one should have thought of benefitting himself and his country, by the importation of a number of the famous Andalusian breed of horses. Cadiz may probably yet offer an opportunity to repair such an inadvertency to those who should feel inclined to make so meritorious an experiment.

The celebrated John Horne Tooke, we learn from the English papers, was much recovered in his health; having been able to walk into his garden. He entered his 75th year, on the 6th of July; and Perhaps it is too late in the evening

MUSICAL ACADEMY.

DIED,

FOR teaching various kinds of

At Georgetown, Col. William

year of his age.

At Philadelphia, Mr. William W. Wands, printer.

In Paris, Madam Recamier, equally celebrated for the beauty of her person, symmetry of form, superior taste, and amiability of cha

racter.

At Middle river Neck, Maryland, Geo. G. Presbury, esq.

Departed this life, on the 30th of July last, at the house of Judge Hallick, at the English settlement of Atakapas, Mississippi territory, Capt. Pascal S. Blagge, son of John Blagge, esq. of this city——a most amiable yaung gentleman.

At Naples, on the 19th June, in the 70th year of his age, the right Rev. Luke Concannon.

In Lynn, Mass. on the 24th ult. Capt William P Kantisher, a native of England, and for 6 years master of the Poor house in that town.

In Boston, Rachel, wife of M. M. Hays, aged 71. To be entomed at Newport.

In Salem, Mass. Wm. Howe, aged 61. He died suddenly in the act of changing his cloaths upon the bench of the sail loft of Mr Nich! olas Lane, in whose service he had been 29 years; He was from the West o England

THE ORPHAN'S COMPLAINT.

TELL me not of Nature's treasures,
Verdant fields, and azure skies
Lost to me are all those pleasures,
Which her happy children prize.
Yoh fragrant bud, the garden's pride,
Expands to hail the genial day;
Torn from its parent's fostering side,
It withers, droops and dies away.

Friendship may, with charms inviting,
Lull my cares awhile to rest:
And, in Sympathy delighting,

Fill with bliss my youthful breast,
Love may spread his tempting snares,
And my simple heart beguile :
But all these simple pleasures change to

OR,

WEEKLY

THE

VISITOR.

VOL. XI.

AMELIA :

OR THE FAITHLESS BRITON, founded upon facts.

(Concluded)

When Honorius was informed that Amelia was, at that time, beneath the same roof, he expressed an eager desire immediately to embrace his afflicted sister; but Horatio strongly represented the impropriety of an interview 'till the event of the assignation with Doliscus was ascertained, and it was, therefore, agreed for the present, to conceal his arrival from her knowledge.

Absorbed in the melancholy of her thoughts, Amelia had not uttered a sylable since the removal from her dreary habitation, but suffered the busy attentions of the servants of the inn, with a listless indifference. The agitation of her mind, indeed, had hitherto rendered her insensible

to the weakness of her frame; but exhausted nature, at length produced the symptoms of an approaching fever, and compelled her, reluctantly, to re

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retire to her bed. When Horatio entered the room, the fever had considerably increased, he therefore requested the assistance of a neighboring physician, who pronounced her situation to be critically dangerous. In the evening, the unusual vivacity of her eyes, the incoherence of her speech, and repeated peals of loud and vacant laughter, proved the disordered state of her understanding, and increased the apprehensions of her attendants.

"A few hours will decide her fate," said the doctor, as he left the room. "My poor Amelia!" cried Horatio, raising her hand to his lips-she looked sternly at him for a moment, then relaxing the severity of her features, she again burst into a boisterous laugh, which terminated in a long and heavy sigh, as if her spirits were exhausted with the violence of her exertions.

The task which Horatio had now to perform was difficult indeed! The virtue and forti