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iATDBOAY. AUUWKT 1W. l?iT. f)rTM? Wiiklv Hhalu, containing* groat va ?aty of interesting matter, will be published today at J9 o'clock. All the fashionable, commercial, philo sophical, and religious movements of the week are gwron at length. Piety is increasing, and philosophy mo ? cash scarce, and credit going to the devjl. Oh ! ok ! oh ! oh ! oh ! Important fr?iu Waithlngton. Washington, August 24. Ia ten days from the date of this letter, a new con grsas will be in cession? several members have ar rived since writing my last, and more are expected hourly. Mr. Grundy, in company with other lead a ug senators, will be here tomorrow. The general maneuvering of the departments, in making ready their report* for the executive scrutiny, "give note of frcparation" which none can mistake. The presi d?t is preparing his first message to congress at his <juiet villa near a mountain side, and the fashionables ?re returning from the enjoyments of a summer's jaunt, to prepare for a winter's dissipation in the "ca (Ntolian city." * Aa there appears to be a variety of speculation afloat just now, in relation to the course "with the public moneys"; which will be taken by Mr. Van Soren, I have been enabled to procure, through a highly respectable channel, the expressed opinions of the president on this important subject, and I how jpve them to you as such, not doubting for an instant hut that the plans will be recommended to congress in the coming message. They are as follows : The collector of each port of entry, shall by law, be authorized to have a suitable place constructed within lis own custom house for the safe keeping of all the Moneys entrusted to his care, binding himself re sponsible by such sureties as may be determined upon by congress for its safety. And furthermore, that he be also authorized by law not to receive any thing but gold and silver in payment for duties due the Uniied States. The Secretary of the Treasury having the power, by drafts, to draw upon those agents for whatever amouut may be requisite to meet the cur lent expenses of each year, would be enabled to probe their soundness, and consequently prevent the intro duction of anything like fraud. By the passage of such a law, Mr. Yan Buren is made to believe by " Benton, Kendall and Wright," that the fever now agitating the public mind for the establishment of a national bank, would soon die ?way, and the country be spared a return of those periodical convulsions which are now shaking it to the centre. But the real object in proposing an act, whereby an administration can have the entire and aale control over the public moneys, must show it self to every thinking mind, and it may be, when it is too late, that the people will find out that they have become the dupes of their cunning servants, and the jest of a civilized world. That no possible good can eone from such a law, is morally certain. That much ?ail will flow from it, is probable, and even certain. 1 The distribution of so great an amount of money throughout the country, wielded by interested and party politicians, will ensure the success of tke ad ministration to power at the return of every annual sioction. The feelings of all those whom I have spoken with upon the subject, are strongly opposed to the introduction of such a daring experiment. And mithout the united eflort of the whole cabinet to its j " support, it never can get through the house of repre sentatives. The Globe has received a letter from the General, the publication of which they are endeavoring to sup press. What is the amount of its contents I have not haen able to learn, but judging from the secrecy in which ins kept, ? the inuendoc* occasionally dropt ? 1 I have reason to believe it is a settler for poor Tal- j madge. The last southern mail brings official returns of the election. ? In every State, excepting Alabama and Mississippi, the opposition have made a gain in their members? -the majority will consequently be very small. If the opposition are on the spot in time, they can secure another triuraph in the choice of their own Speaker. General Macomb was here yesterday. Great com plaints are made by the officers of the navy and army ?gainst the government ; it seems from their state moat, that their payment is not regular, and what they do get, is in a depreciated currency, or in other j words?" rag money." The government demand? specie for its debts ? why does it not pay its obli gations in the same material ? It General Jackson's opinion of ? National Bank, . ib aomething lik?; the recipe for curing the cholcra by i swallowing ice. Or The American Institute hold their annual Fair, ! at Niblo's Garden, on the 16th of October. We must 4a ve a word to ssy on this subject. IT The " Star" backs oet from supporting the Philadelphia U. S. Rank as the exclusive deposit bank. Poor driveller! He knows not farther than we chaosc to show him. How long has Major Noah fcw humbugged by Colonel Webb ? We know both to the bottom, and a bit beyond. tar Abi*l, at Saratoga, is received. He is a little ISO ill-natured for our temper. Why cant Ariel, who eartainly writes well and eloquently, be a little more dhctionate and good hearted ? I shall publish his letter on Monday, in such a shape as I wish he woald oaatinut' his communications. fir The Madisonisn is making great headway. In aot months it is probable thai the Globe, and its clique wdl be demolished. Thb Rev. Ma. W*lf, a Hebrew turned Christisn, veal changed into pork, wine into water, delivers a lecture, tomorrow night, in the Tabernacle. He has travelled over the Kaet, and is full of antxpnty. Let's (a aad here him, girls. Put on your bonnets, pick ap your parasols? let's go and hear him, lovely girla. He's a Jew? he hath a devil? but his devil is a plea aaat old rascal. Bryant, of the Post, will be rendy^for the mad lieaeB in three montha He m poetic enough already. nr Carey and Hart, of I'hiladelpma, have sent us a whole batch of works? novels, philosophy, poetry, fcacy, every thing. The best in the batch is " Miss (dnetie's Cookery." I have a great mind to make leve t* Mum I?eelie, if I knew where to And her nnawarea. Aay young lady who can write euch a book on the ' m culinary art," ia a wonder, a miracle, a phenomo- , ?on. What sort of a looking girl ia ihe ? Cavuouc OaeHAw Asylum. ? The ever Blessed Vir gin, the divinity I adore, because she ia beautiful, and , a woman, has smiled, from her azure heaven, upon my dforts in making collections for tha poor orphana.? Yesterday another heaatiful lady called with her sweet fS, mking now, in all, in my hand*, $7. God Mni beautiful, ehantable woman. Talk about ?ti peretition ef the Catholics. We admit it. We are ?aaperstitioue. We are Mperetnioue for the poor OF^ gdiare, snd glory in it. (!<iinr i Ijng, fair ons*, and r,ive on your mile. ?* HIU, law IriffhiM. 0?Thar?dtjr morning the sun rate brilliantly over the heights of Long Island, and poured his raja down the blue waters to New Brighton, in a stresm of glory and beauty. The air was clear ? balmy, and froth. I rose at the first peep of dawn, and emerging from the splendid porticos of the famed Pavilion, mounted the green hills behind. What a splendid scene spread around! Jeraey City, New York, Brooklyn, all laying in a broad semicircle to the north, just tinged with the soft rays of morn. Sauntering from hill to hill I fell in with two dogs, one a young fellow, who, like myself, had taken an early stroll to " To Miuff the callar air." The dog is a social, sentimental and philosophical animal. I love a dog? so I whistled. They both came up to me? wagged their tails with grsat polite ness? the young one jumping up and almost asking mu with a look ef gladness, " how do you do Mr. B. ? glad to see you ? how do ysu do?" "Pretty well 1 thank you," replied I to the young J frolicksome puppy, stroking his sleek hair. "What brings you here so early, Mr. B.7" asked the old dog, shaking his tail full round. "1 have come down to the fumous Pic Nic on Baid's Hill." "The devil you have!" said the young puppy, jumping upon me ? " have you brought any young puppies down with you?" " Oh ! No ; I left all the puppies in the city and at Saratoga." " Bow, wow, bow!" said he, running off. After taking a stroll upon the hill, I returned to breakfast, and about half past ten o'clock, took a scat, on invitation from one of the managers, with two or three pretty female lawyers of about eight or nine years of age, who examined and cross-examined us OMt of every kind of knowledge about the Pic Nic during ihe whole drive to the ground. In Europe, Pic Nics are frequent. Here they are occasionally introduced, but they are by no means general. A Pic Nic partakes of a fair, a ball, an excursion, a rural drive, and a thousand delicious amusements thrown into one. When the whole par ty are acquainted with each others' tastes and dispo sitions, it becomes the most picturesque and varied of amusements. Aboat eleven o'clock the company began to appear on the ground. The first thing that struck the eye on reaching the spot was a fine field, a rising ground, entirely surrounded with the forest, and at such a dis- j tance from all the highways, as to give it an asr of complete privacyand seclusion. This field forms the brow of a hill, about a mile south of the Pavilion, through the woods, called Bard's Hill, from which is seen one of the most splendid views of New York, that can be found any where in the neighborhood. A foreign gentleman said it resembles the appearance of London, as seen from Greenwich, on the south side of the Thames. On the edge of the forest, at the western extremity of the open field, a very beautiful bower was erected, the floor formed of the soft green grass, smoothed down the day before. This was the " Dancing Bower," and was divided into two parts, separated by young trees which intertwined their branches at the top. Around the interior were benches for the la dies ? the spreading branches above were used for hanging up their shawls and bonnets. Beyond the fence, with in the forest, the tablus were laid out? a fire kindled ? and preparations made to cook some fresh clams, on the same plan as they do such mat- ' tets at Rockaway. Here lay, in a pile, a little moun tain of ice, wherewith the champagne and other wines were kept cool and comfortable. There lay the pro visions in abundance, consisting of hams, beef, chickens, alamodes? every thing that could be desired ? all cold, and ready at any moment for execution. At half past eleven the first party of ladies began to enter the enchanted ground. Covered with smiles and dimples, they dismounted, shook themselves like little cherubs dropped from some axure cloud, and looked round upon the scenery wiih enchantment and delight. In a few moments the enjoyments of the day began with a cotillion in the bower, to some fine strains from Dod worth's band, stationed under a noble spreading tree on the edge of the forest. While the dancers tripped it gaily lure, the rest of the company began to come forward? carriage after carriage, emerging from the wood into the spacious arena, called Bard's Hill, and setting down their company at the entrance of the Bower of Beauty. The arrival of the fair company was picturesque and delightful. Some of the sweetest young creatures from the city? some from the island? others from other parts, formed a collection that can only be paralleled in the crentiona of poetical fancy. Let us give their characters. We had romantic Rosalind, tall, graceful, youthful, with a dark lustrous eye, and pure, brilliant complexion, which puzzles language to express. There was the graceful, elegant and daz zling Diana, the goddess of the forest, with her quiver and bow, bringing duwn deserted bachelors to her feet with that inimitable grace which gives them a renewed existence at the very moment they are killed outright. Here also was Miranda, attended by her "dainty Ariel," " O! a rhernhira," unseen, unknown, save to thoae whose sight extends beyond the limits of mere human ejres into the re gions of wild poetic fancy. After several cotillons, then came the lunch at twelve o'clock. At this penod of the day, every now and then, ths fair creatures were disturbed by the oc casional lowering appearance of the clouds. Several times a " few sad drops" came from the dark clouds? but the spirits of the storm had not the heart to spoil so much enjoyment and innocence. The whole morning was a contest between the bright sua, the blithesome breeze and the dark clouds. At one moment, the beautiful creatures might be seen cowering, under the branches, with rugs and pieces of carpels hung over the trees ta protect them from the scattenng drops.? In another moment the sun would break out? the breese w.<uld blow? the music would spring up? and away they all weal in a dance, talking, laughing, and full of the highest spirits. Immediately after the lunch, Prospers, covcred with his "magic garment" and wielding the mysterious wand, announced "An exhibition in the right ancient and venerable spori of Archery where all bows of a certain length, and arrows with so much feather, were permitted to enter? and where every lady that miss ed the target and planted hrr dart in the heart of a fat buck of a bachelor would be entitled to a prize.? " And," eri?-s out the magician, holding up one of the smartest as a specimen, a fine looking fellow, "here's one of the prizes -he's plump and in good condi tion, just fit for killing." This announcement was followed by a roar of laughter which made the woods ring. The very horses standing quietly in the carriages laughed a horse laugh? and I thought the dogs would have gone all mad with joy, whereat I was glad as there was no corpora . ton law to decree their death. A group was directly formed around the scene of the arrhery. Diana, with her bow and qsiver full af arrows, stepp?* forth, and assuming the classic at tifude of the fair goddes* of thr woods, let fly a fosthery *hnff. It mnvd nnd flesrnp to nn ar ire cl>ud where mi angel CA'Jglll it to transform into a bright constel lation. Shouts rent the m. Tkm followed reman tic Rosalind. From the cut to weacru lad, Noljewel i? like Moaalind. Her worth, being mounted mi the wind, Through ail the world bean Roaaliixl. Ail tbc picture*, rarest lia'd Are bat black to Rosalind. Let no (hc? be kept in mind, But the lair of Konalind. Then came the beautiful Miranda, gentle ta the breath of morn. If this prove A vision of the iiland? * ? * * # * * * * * * Ob ! wonder How many goodly creature* are there here? How beaulei?uh woman ik ! O brave new world That bath tucb people in't ! And thus? and thus was the morning agreeably ?pent? dancing in the bower, driving in rustic ox teams round the grounds, wandering here, racing there, and all kinds of innocent, classic, and interest ing sports, till two o'clock approached, aad the luxu riant dinner tables, under the forest shade, invited the whole company to renew exhausted nature by excel lent cold chicken, superb beef, capital hams, good alainodes, sparkling iced Champagne, and a forty year old Madeira with a flavor like the breath of par adise. The ladies were seated in rustic benches, un der a few maple trees, to protect them from the glad some sun, now beginning to peep upon them from between the edges of the colourless clouds. The iren tlemen? part went to work with knives and forks, to carve, and others waited on the fair ones. I myself, cut up two ch ckens, one ham, demolished three tongues, besides doing a great deal of damage to champagne, porter, and God only knows what other articles in the sentimental line. After dinner, the dancing was resumed with in creased spirit. The first dance over, in a few minutes the whole company, from some mysterious arrangement, broke off into groupes and directed their steps through the forest in search of the picturesque and beautiful. One of the magicians of the party becKoned me after him with a segar. 1 followed. We entered a dense forest, the path being directed by blazed trees, as winding as the path to the interior of the mysterious Egyptian labyrinth, or the more mysterious pathway of human life. There were several groupes of ladies, attended by the gentlemen, who pierced the woods in all direc tions. At the end of a quarter of a mile, we emerged from the thick forest into a beautiful little open spo't of ground, covered with flowers of the most radiant ce lors, black berries and shrubs. The sun now broke out with great effulgence. "This is my flower garden," said the magician? and truly it was as wild as pretty. We gathered some flowers, and then pierced the woods again. Our next stopping place was a beauti ful " Spring." Here several of the ladies, in separate groups, had met. We tasted the cool fountain, and again mounted the forest hill. The next emerging brought us suddenly on the shore of a beautiful little lake, a mile in circumference, with a boat in the centre fishing for golden fish. The afternoon sun covered the sheet of dark water with his bright beams. On returning from the " lake of the dark waters," and repassing the spring? the "Parnassus Fount" ? suddenly the whole forest resouaded with the brilliant harmony of the clanonet, flute, hautboy, and other instruments of music. The very birds in the trees hopped about in extacy. I was at that moment al most lost in the forest, in company with one of the most classic authoresses of the day. "Let us make for the music," said I ? "where there is fine music there is civilization? there is man? there is woman." With the sweet harmony pouring through the forest, we pierced the thickets ? now losing a hat, then a shawl? sometimes getting scratched in the cheek, and anon tumbling forward in groups. At last the whole company, which had been scat tered into vanous groups? some by the lake, some by the spring, some by the flower garden, gradually col lected on the little open spot of ground under the trees, in the bosom of a little hill, where the magical Pros pero had pitched upon to scatter his enchantments amid the forest. The several groups might have wan dered about for an hour, before they could have re traced their ways out of the forest, but the magnifi cent peals of harmony assembled them, from every point around, to one spot, like so many bees around the queen. Not even did the Prospero and Ariel of the " uninhabited island" perform a more potent spell than did our Prospero of Brighton, and his Ariel band of music in the forest of Statcn Island. A (olrmn air? and Ibf bent comforter To unaeuled fancy? ? * ? ? ? ? Then itand For yon are all 'pell-Mopped? But not long. "Adnnce, a dance, a dance? take your partners'for a d?nca." Now was a running to an4 fro? but in a moment they were all in their places. It was a magnificent, picturesque, rustic donee, the closing scene of the day's festivities, in the very centre of the forest, not of Ardennes, but of Brighton. A little opening permitted the afternoon sun to shine upon thein in all his radiance. Old and young? little and great? all joined in the dance. Every thing was in motion, and the whole closed in peals of rich, lusnsus, silvery laughter of the tweet young girls. The whole wood echoed and re-echoed with the merriment. In a few moments we were again threading our way back to the bower of Bard's Hill. It was about four o'clock. From eleven in the morning, we had been dancing, racing, driving, eating, wandering, thrending the mysterious woods, and climbing the gentle hills. At length the ladies began to look more interesting than ever. As they walked along the ?oft grass, " tinder I he greenwood lr#e," they leaned interestingly, like tender flowers, upon the arms of their attendant cavaliers. Poor things! what an additional shade of interest a young maiden assumes when she is fatigued in her own element tired of her very fascinations? and ready to go to sleep on your arms like a young and innocent child worn ont with its play. On reaching tho hill, w# took a last look at tke splendid appearance of New York, lofty spires, "tall ?mmirals," and her ministering cities around. We then mounted our carriage*, and reached New Brigh ton about five o'clock in the afternoon, after a day of enjoyment that, in some memories, will linger as long as the pulse beats and the nerves of existence throb here below. A Pic Nic is n picture of human life. You throw yourself upon the elements for pleasure? the earth below ? the heaven above. You place ysur trust in the flattering breezes? in the mysterious clouds? in the bright sun ? in the mighty forest? in the purling stream ? in the bubbling fountain? in the forest flow er garden. Such was the Brighton Pic Nic. We had clear weather ? clouds of darkness? drops of rain? bracing breezes? glorious sunshine -all the varieties of nature and of art? archery, races, driving, dancing, toasting, speechifying, every thing. At dinner a toast was prepared by a lady to (he " master spirit" of ths whole fete. A neat speech was made in reply? short and sweet- between the oblations of the champagne. The chaste^ classic, pictore?qiie design of the whole thing ww most fully brought out in the boldest re lief. The master spirits of New Bngfton hareopenrd a new world to fashionable society. St* ten Island, in all ita beauty, pie tar sequences, and enchantment, ia beginning to astoniah the beau viondc. Within a shilling' a distance from Wall street, we have wilder ness and wild, foreet and plain, hill and dale, bubbling fountain and beauteous lake, equal to any scenery in the whole country. Other splendid festivities are in contemplation. So get your pumps ready, Tom. First Night of Willi*' New Tragedy. Last night, at the Park Theatre, was performed for the first time, Willis' new tragedy?1 11 Bianca Visconti, or the Heart Overtasked"? which might have been called "Bianca Visconti, or the Head I the author's] Overtasked," with as much propriety. Miss Clifton's beautiful acting alone saved it from a sad destiny. Willis has attempted, not written a tragedy. It is a failure as a tragedy ? yet it is not destitute of some merit. There arc two or three pretty, and one or two beautiful passages in it, but there are not sufficient to make the drama a poem, as there is not depth of cha racter, intensity, soul, or genius enough te constitute it a tragedy. Let us sum up its merits. It contains one scene *f strong interest, which is dramatic. [Act 3? Scene 2.] One scene of beauty, which is poetical; [Act 3? Scene 3. This has been quoted generally] and one scene which is in part imbued with both interest and pathos. This is not sufficient ? but it ia all. There is no sus taining interest. It cannot be spoken of as a whole. It must be dismembered ? isolated passages dwelt upon in order to receive any praise. The true Prome thean fire has not been breathed into the poet. What ever praise may be bestowed upon it, or whatever time serving success may attend it, will not alter its character. Both praise and success will be epheme ral, and Bianca Visconti will be left to moulder on the Bhelf in Lethean forgetfulness, with countless pro ductions of the same character. The plot of the piece is simple; this is not a fault in itself. With a writer of great original thought it is a beauty, for it gives it full scope, but it is a fault in a writer of a mediocre calibre, for it shows the paucity of his mind. He requires a multiplicity of bustling in cidents to eke out his task and carry it through. Franctsco Sfarza, a condottieri of the 14th centu ry, is discovered at the opening encamped before Milan. He has sought the hand of Bianca Visconti, daughter of the reigning Duke, not from love of the maiden, but to carry out his own ambitious views, which not merely aim at the dukedom, but of subju gating the Republic of Venice. The reigning duke has hitherto used Sforza for his own purposes, feeding him on the promise of his daughter's hand ; a promise which he never intended to keep. The warlike posi tion of Sforza, however, compels him to observe it Bianca who loves isforza with a deep intensity of pas sion, is wedded to him. She immediately discovers that his love for her is not of the same order as her own, and strives by studying his character to make it so. At this time her father dies, and she rejoices in the thought, that by bestowing the crown of Milan on her husband she will raise him above the sphere in which he moves, and in their high estate make him all her own. She is deceived. Sarpellione, an ambas sador at Milan, from Alfonso, King of Naples, destroys her hopes by telling her that she has a brother living in the person of Giulio, her page, to whom the crown must revert. Bianca, though she loves her brother till now, only known as the page ? wishes him dead. In this mood she overhears a plot between the wily Sar pellione? who fears the power of Sforza if he should be duke ? and a disappointed officer of Sforza's, to murder her husband while he is sleeping at noon, his custom, on a bank in his garden. This horrible thought of theirs engenders a more horrible thought in her own breast? that of suffering her brother to take the place of her husband, and being thus murdered to remove all hindrance to Sforza's greatness, which she believes will alone bind him to her with a love deep and all engrossing as her own. She accom plishes her purpose. Her brother is slain for Sforza, and remorse and madness soize upon her. Her rea son returns just as nature is exhausted within her. She proclaims Sforza the duke of Milan and dies hoart-broken. The duke ?ees the full force of her love, which, for his sake, was urged to such a fright ful extremity. There ia in Bianca Visconti besides the characters recorded, a Milanese Captain, who very ungai lantly seduces Sforza from his wife on their wedding night; and Pasquali, a whimsical poet, and Flamen ta, a waiting woman. Pasqusli, in the early scenes, is a transcript of the " Grave Digger," in Hamlet? in the latter of " Touchstone," in As You Like It ; while Flamenta acts the part of the * Second Grave Dig ger" to him? and of " Audry," according as his bor rowed humor, chamelion-like, changes. We shall give a few extracts this evening. The house was crowded with the friends of Willis, who cheered the piece throughout. By the Southern Express Mall. We have dates, New Orleans, Aug. 18th ; Mobile, Aug. 19th; Charleston, Aug. 21at ; Auguata, Aug. 22nd, and Baltimore, Aug. 24th. Meunier is exciting much attention. A correspon dent of the Bee has likened him to the immortal Km mctt. This has brought a hornet's nest round the Bee, and very deservedly. Mr. Bee, you are in for it. Little Picayune, how is it that your slips come later than the rest? we thought you were holding up your head with the " big una." Nine gamblers have been arrested and imprisoned in New Orleans. That's right? ferret them eut? ex terminate them if you can. The Picayune, in noticing an accident, wherein a man had hialeg broken by some railroad cars passing over it, aaya, this happened because he did not " take care of the engine." Advicea ha\e been received in New Orleans, by a schooner arrived there the 17th mat., that the veaael which proceeded with a number of prisoners, under the care of Col. Wharton, from Velasco to Maiamo raa, has been lostefF that port, and that Col. Wharton, with his command andpriaonera have fallen into the handaofthe Mexicana. It ia said that the crew of theachooner sunk heron finding that they could not avoid capture? hoping thereby to avoid being oonaider ed in the light of prisoners. There is an air of impro bability about the whole intelligence. It will not be relied upon. There has been a hurricane in Georgetown, S. C. One or two old unfurnished house# have been blown down. No lives lost. The damage to the banks has been considerable. Rice and corn have both suffered. A gang of desperate marauders, about thirty in number, under the command of Paddy Carr, have committed the moat brutal violence upon some fe males on Fish River, and plundered the whole com munity. The Mayor of Mobile, it is expected, will send out a detachment to take the brutal wretches in custody. Caldwell i? lighting up Mobile with gas. Enter pnsmg man? go ahead. Col. O. W. Owen, the late Mayor of Mobile, died on the maiming of the 19th. J3r Thirty out of fifty of the Tammany Conserva tive Committee met last evening, to put aa extin guisher on the I,orofoce?. Nothing waa dona op to t oVIoc.k? tho f.orofocos burn as bnghtly a a r. What *i!l old Tnruna y pvo us to put them out 1 Two Dojrs Late* from Liverpool. By the arrival at Baltimore, of the Ship Napier, Captain Sandford, from Liverpool, we have intelli gence from thence to the 12th alt. inclusive In aome dietricts of England there is an improvo ment ? in others, manufactures and trades remain in the same prostrated condition, as seen from that of our last advices. At Blackburn the trade is still flat, but slightly im proving. At Rochdale, within the last week, more business was done in flannels than at any previous period of the year. Goods were in great demand, and a great number of sales effected. In wools also, a good bu siness has been done. Oils (rape and olive) were a shade lower, with, however, a fair demand. In brakes and nails nothing was doing at all. In Saddleworth district affairs wear their most ma lign aspect. Trade there is none, except for home consumption, which amounts to nothing. Manufac turers are without employment ? families are destitute ? operatives are almost starving. The young Queen is the reigning toast. Her loyal subjects having consigned the fourth William to his earthly banquetting room, where he will hold a levee of worms, are now all agog for the coionation ef Vic toria ? they are also speculating upon a husband for her. Will she continue like Queen Kess, of golden memory? a maiden Q,ueen7 We think not. The swarm of petty yeoman princes, are levying taxes on their principalities, in order to furnish a decent fit oat for the English court. They are also cultivating their mustachio8 with much assiduity, hoping by their aid to make an impression. The Earl of Durham has been appointed Ambassa dor of her Majesty to the Court of the Tuilleries and Special Mission. The Duke of Orleans is indisposed at Paris. This event, of course, creates a great sensation. From what we can learn, his grace has been afflicted with a sore throat, which has confined him to his room for one day, the 6th ult. Upon the occasion the royal family visited him several times, and Princess Helena, his royal consort, did not leave him for a moment, all this and much more is trumpetted to the world. What a thing it is to be a duke. Spain famishes us intelligence of more than ordi nary importance and interest. The Queen of that once glorious and now hapless land, has a crown of thorns, not of reses, upon her brow. Her troops ace becoming disaffected at their ill successes, while Car los is inspired with renewed ardour from his constant successes. General Evans, whose tactics have been severely condemned in England, has returned homo in time? a few months longer and the opportunity might have passed. Bayonne, July 6, 3 o'clock, P. M. ? " The General commanding the '20th Military Division to the Minis ter of War.? In the evming of the 4th, at Hernani, Gen. Rendon having refused to set at liberty several mutineers of the regiment of the princess, the regi ment revolted and fired on its staff and officers. The General was wounded; an English Colonel, acting as aid-de-camp of Gen. Mirasol, and a coronet, were killed. Brigadier O'Donnel restored order; but the soldiers refusing to obey Gen. Mirasol, that officer surrendered the command to Jaureguy (El Pastor,) and retired on board an English vessel. Bori eal'x, July 7, half past 5 o'clock, P. M. ? "The pretender positively crossed the Ebro, at Cherts, on the night of the 28<h, and on the morning of the 29th. Cabrera was waiting for him at that point, where he had prepared a bridge of boats for his pas sage. The expedition, preceded by the bands ef Ca brera, Forcadall, Serrador, and others, proceeded immediately in the direction of Valencia, by Am posta." This important intelligence was held generally by i the politicians of Paris to be the forerunner ot ?c connts of a very general defection of the queen's troops, and to suggest the probability that Don Car los, instead of running in Valencia for some time, as it was alleged he originally intended doing, would march on Madrid. The point, however, at which he crossed the Ebro (Xertra,) being much lower down and nearer to the sea than would nave been necessary for a movement on Madrid, was considered by the best informed to indicate that Valencia was his im mediate object. His partisans in Pans contended that the possession even of the city of Valencia would at the present moment be of as much importance to him as that of the capital itself. The Paris journals of Saturday announce the ap pointment of Karl Durham as ambassador of her ? majesty to the court of the Tuilleries on a special I mission. Livebfool Cottox Mabket, Monday, July 10, 1937.? The demand in the early part of the week was rather limited, but towards the close there was a con siderable improvement in the inquiry both from the trade and speculators. The common qualities of American continue to be ofl'ered freely, and barely ?upport the pnees of last week, but in other kinds there is no material change. The sales of the week comprise 30 Sea Island at 16d to 2f>d; 2810 Bowed. 4Jd to 6id; 4970 Mobile, Alabama and Tennessee, 4d to 7|d; 8690 Orleans, 4Jd to 8d. The market ia dull and heavy, but there is no change in prices; there is a great quantity of cotton ottering. The sales of Sa turday were 3000 bags, and today 4000. Pr.NM/.tsHip.? We have seen some specimens of improved writing from persons who had taken only a few lessons from Mr. Smith. It appears that this gentleman has a system for teaching caligraphy upon mechanical principles, by which the most un skilful or inelegant penman may be made to write a free and beautiful hand. In this there is no quackery no humbHg, as you will find by calling at 84 Roose velt street. Mr. Smith's system saves both money and tima Try it? try it ! " Eur At. Rk.hts Pabtv." ? Equal humbug party m the more sensible name. yy Rhode Island has gene entirely for the Whigs It might go a worse way. Boat Racs.? The sail boaia Lawrence and Anel had a boat race on the Delaware, on the 24th, for $100. The Lawrence beat the Ariel one hundred yards ia 4# miles. ffr " Editors" shall have a plaoe. Flosida.? Bv J. Lta Williams.? This new wovfc published by A. T. (Goodrich, 10S Pulton street, in 1 vol. octsro, price 12.60, contains a history of the Semi nole campaign, with a portrait of Oseola, and a map of some landscapes, illustrative of the natural scenery of the seat of war. A faithful recital of the eventa of the day is unquestionably important, and in this point of view alone this volume of Mr. Williams is interest ing. Rut whst strikes ns as giving tho moat value to this work, is the great asaemblsge of fscts relating to the topography, and civil and natural history of Raat Florida, with which it abounds. The research and paraeversnce of Mr. Williama in accumulating the materials of this volume, sre not the less meritonoao by the unpretending manner in which he ushers it to the public. Sowwbts ? A dispute arising respecting the metro and compass of the sonnet, the fallowing was writte* as an exemplification of one. 1st prorata. A tottnti m a poeiB-erttk* my, Kmhrarlnff fourteen tiaea moi on* line mtnr. For tht* wobW ipoil the aaetrr'tchangvfal play ; Witn*? , ihejr cry, all that were prnn*rf nf la Peirarh'i, Hhalupeare'i, Ta?w>'* hnaieri lay, Wherein the itreaaM of pneny oat poor In miM effulgence? like the prwaa'i ray Thatee'ry itede Hoth ?bow, Iroro the deep Mo* To Ibe bright flowing aearif t'a fi'ry hae ; Caeh line an hnpreai af the hoiaan brea?( WVre grn?e,or g*7. r* ?aH are *11 etprea^ri Thia ia the mw 1*1 elnrf - lifhl in rhuina I To hreah t?? honrfa^e, iwn n rrfrniix Ani more eaiaeded rhjrsilsg e'er disdain*. R.