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VOL. 1.
IVO. 48.
In the dark shadows of Fisher's
Island, gloomy, sullen and grim, lay
like huge monsters upon the waters,
the British fleet, "The Mistress of
the Seas."
The broad red cross of St. George
floated from their mast heads; pro
claiming them enemies of our coun
try. Long had they lain thus in
the inglorious inactivity of a blocka
ding squadron, crushing,' it is true,
the little commerce between the sea
port town of Connecticut and the
cities of New York and Boston,.but
in reality putting
more trouble and i
their enemies.
The commander of the British
Squadron, Sir Thomas H. Hardy,
as loyal and brave a man as ever
trod the quarter deck of an English
Seventy-four, grew heartily tired of
his monotonous life, and wished that
some cursed Yankee Privateer or
Commodore would make an attempt
to run the blockade.
While he was thus thinking, a
party ef Yankees on shore, wearied
and exasperated by the continual
and petty annoyances of the English
fleet, were laying a plan to decoy a
portion of them ashore.
Capt. Sim Harvey, as true, belov
ed and patriotic Yankee as ever play
ed a trick on an unwary foe, accor
dingly loaded a large boat with old
boxes filled with some worthless ar
ticles, and manning it with a few
trusty comrades, pulled down the
river Mystic into the Sound, as if
.determined to give the British
squadron the slip and run then
goods to New York. Com. Hardy
seeiug tl|e boat, instantly gave
dersto midshipman Chambers to
man the barge and capture the Yan
kee Rebels. His orders were prompt
ly and cheerfully obeyed, for his
mon were glad of the opportunity to
have a brush with tlie Americans.
Capt. Sim and his men pretend
ing not to see the movements of the
enemy, held steadily on their course,
laughing to themselves, meanwhile
that the bait they hail thrown out
was so quickly swallowed. The
British, excited by the hope cf a
prize, pulled vigorously a,t the oars,
and the barge gained rapidly
Capt. Sim's boat.. Suddenly the A
mericans seemed for the first time
become aware of the approach of
With loud cries they
themselves to far
inconvenience than
an enemy,
bent to their oars, but so thorough
ly frightened did they seem, that
there was no sort of time kept by
rowers, the effect of which to rather
retArd than add to the progress of
the boat. They managed however
to get the boat headed toward the
mouth of the Mystic. The British
hard on their heels and gained
The Americans
rapidly on them,
had gradually recovered from their
' fright and now were lustily at work.
The distance between the boats now,
was kept about the same, each party
rowing at the top of its strength.^
At length the daring Cpt. Sim
ordered his boat up to a certain
point on the west side of the river,
about one mile from the Sound,
where it had been arranged that he
should land, disembarking the boats
the crew ran over the bank. ^ The
British by this time had also effected
a landing, and no sooner had their
barge's keel grated the sandy shore
than they encountered a most sud
den and unexpected fire from a vol
unteer company from Mystic ana
vicinity, composed of Captain An
son, Averly, Haley, Crary, and
Denison, and thirty others secreted
behind the bank for that purpose.
The British, startled and confound
ed by the sudden apparition and the
' of their comrades,
fall of sever
leaped like frogs into the water.
And none was left to man tho
barge but midshipman Chambers,
who stood with drawn sword like a
«tatue in the stern sheets.
When commanded to surrender,
he, with the coolness of a brave gen
eral, ordered his men from the wa
ter and delivered up his sword.—
Having secured the prisoners, litters
made for tho dead and wound
ed, on which they were borne to the
village. The prisoners were formed
in the centre of a hollow square and
marched into Mystic to the enliven
ing strains of the "Hogue's March,"
and the shouts of the Lardy and pa
triotic citizens.
These shouts of joy on shore were
echoed across the water to the Brit
ish fleet, which told Com. Hardy
the fate of his brave midshipman,
and his brave crew. Turning on his
heel, he walked down the compan
ion way. into the cabhi of his flag*
ship; there seated like a king on his
throne, muttered curses deep and
long, about the revenge he would
yet have on these "infernal tricky
Revenge being the sweetest 'thing
that Com. Hardy could think or
dream of, he was determed to re
venge himself if possible, and on
the morning of the 10th of the same
month he ordered his fleet up to
bombard the little town of Stoning
ton. For two days and nights the
fleet poured into the town shot, and
shell of every description, but with
very little effect. The Bomb Brig
Terror took her station in the line
nearest the town, and made night
light as day with the blaze cf rock
ets, while her shot and shell hissed
like maddened vipers through the
air, the floating batteries and line of
battle ships making everything
tremble with their thunder, but the
hearts of those Yankoo boys that
manned the guns on shore. They,
behind breastworks hastily thrown
up, headed by the same daring Capt.
Sim, with hosts of other brave fel
lows at their guns on those hot
days, like blacksmiths at their forg
es, firing with such precision and ta
king such deadly aim that hundreds
were killed and wounded on board
the enemy's fleet, while the Bomb
Brig Terror was made a perfect
wreck, so much so, when ordered by
the Commodore to retreat, she dare
not take time to weigh her anchor,
but slipped the cable and floated off
with the tide, amid the shouts and
cheers of the warlike hosts on shore.
All the ships in the line getting
the worst of it, a general retreat was
ordered. With shot hole plugged
up and pumps working, the monster
ship moved slowly and sluggishly
off, like a wounded lion to his liar.
They again dropped their anchors
under the dark shadows of the Is
land, where a
Few short prayers were said
O'er proud St. George's dead.
It is a matter of common observa
tion that English women belonging
to the higher classes unite with their
mental accomplishments, far greater
robustness and strength of physical
constitution than are usually found
in the females of this country, and
all are ready to admit that the hu
human form, in classic antiquity, far
exceeded in the perfection of sym
metry and vigor the ordinary devel
opement of the present day. The
that gave to the world a Venus
and an Apollo, is still regard as fur
nishing the best examples of physi
cal streilgth and beauty, and per
haps those who are familiar with the
social customs of the ancient world
will concede that this perfection was
the result of systematic training and
exercise of the body, then made an
essential part of education. In the
ages of chivalry, too, when a man
held it a greater honor to excel in
feats of arms than in scolarship, we
read of wonderful achiev ements of
physical strength. But all the les
sons of the world's experience in
such matters seem to have been lost
in our modern civilization, at least in
Lcok at the women of our higher
ciroles, with their thin and willowy
forms, their pale and sallow faces,
their inability to endure the slightest
exposure or fatigue. Observe in all
classes how early the cheek loses its
youthful freshness; how common are
complaints of "delicate health;"
how universal the appearance of
fragility. It is true, that public at
tention Has, within a few years, been
in a degree awakened to this subject,
but as the light in Milton's infernal
prison only served to make darkness
visible, so that attention has only
exposed the utter apd fatal neglect
oAu ^
where apparent. _
If a panoramic view of the evils
growing ou of neglect of the pro
per physical training of^cmlaren
t i ,? i ,
could be presented, the horror and
alarm created by such a survey
would drive fond parents int» the
adoption of a better system. Moth
ers who now compel their infant off
... 1 . ...
spring to live as prisoners, pming in
vam ! orfl ' esh a " d tnvigorating
would not only make the servants
perform this duty everyday, letting
the house work go rather than omit
ic, but would make some arrange
ment for more thorough exercise of
all the limbs than a mere walk can
'The little ones allowed to play
half the day out of doors, running
and wrestling "at their own sweet
will," need no gymnasia to develops
their strength, but city-bred unfor
tunates will be benefited by calis
thegic exercises. The inclease of
institutions for this purpose is a
good sign. A lady who presides
over a large one in this city, appro
priated exclusively to women, and
where there are now thirty invalids,
informed us she received children
three years and ahalf old, and would
warrant the manifest improvement
in their health in three months.—
Amusement she makes an essential
element of these exercises; for as all
the muscles of the body should be
brought into play, tho powers of the
mind so intimately and mysteriously
connected with the physical frame,
should -not be inactive.
We would advocate, or rather in
sist upon the attaohjnent of a gym
nasium to every school; and if one
wore in every house, it would prove
an actual saving of more than its
cost, in physicians' bills, medicines,
and nurses' wages. A frolic every
day with the "reclining board" or
the "parallel bars," would put to
flight many juvenile ailments, banish
the physic bottles from the shelf, and
shed a glow of cheerfulness through
out the household. The benefits
that would result to the community
and to future generations from such
a system are absolutely incalculable.
The evil of a hot bed education,
where culture of the mind is attemp
ted, with neglect of physical devel
opment, are not so universally recog
nized as they should. The depen
dence of the integrity of the brain
on tho health of the body—the need
that organ has for rest as well ns
exertion ought ever to be borne in
mind. Nature should be allowed
her bent in harmonizing the employ
ment of the intellect with physical ac
tivity, by alternate exercises. And
no school deserves patronage where
this subject has not du^ considera
It was never designed by our
Creator that the life of a human be
ing should be made miserable by ill
health. Strict observance of his
wise laws will securo health; indeed
wé would not be afraid to say that
any child born of healthy parents,
allowed abundance of exercise iu the
open air through childhood, and pre
served in youth from injurious hab
its, may be sure of immunity from
disease, till nature's great debt be
comes duo in the course of events.
Entire freedom from headaches and
indigestion with its train of diseases,
will be his portion whose early life
has had this judicious training.
Think of this, mothers and teachers,
we entreat you! and when you opine
that an infant "must have worms,"
or note symptoms of languor in the
pupil—-ask yourself if the young
creature is not suffering from priva
tion of the blessings God gives freely'
to the poorest, and which cannot be
denied without entailing a train of
miseries upon such a portion of life
as your neglect may leave to the
child under your care.— N. Y. Ex
Fifteen million dollars are
supposed to be spent annually by
the people of the Union, for news
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o fl n 11PT) tl v 'ebiMr I, lnW er ' con "
ä'ssä" wars
If you with to biiold melancholy
a J illdi sti3 j! ok atan oMtaai< (
if J ](1 ta 'J a at sunshine
iA « /* * 1 .. >
look m th race/fa young mother,
q / . j ,i , »> t j
mv > n 'S
. n,Weit«^)^f •* '.
»fr . A , *1, fl ! ? es '
' M *L "\ P ,eCe ° f . m ' nd 1 f * 0ln g
to give yet in a minute. I would
nev 6 er to J u(l a bab duri exi8t ;
exC(H with £ ir fc of \
Why, the, are worn to fiddle-strings
before tiny are five-and-twenty—
when an JO lover steps in and sees
his grandjnother instead of the lit
tle Mary jvho use to make him feel
as if he should crawl out of the toes
of his boos. Yes, my mind is quite
made up Lout matrimony. But as
to babieej-sometimes I think, and
then agaii I don't know—on the
whole, I ipnsider 'em a decided hum
bug. It w a one-sided partnership,
this man age; the wife casts up all
The husband gets up
the ac m E. ru , .. The husband gets up
and paysslevoirs to the looking glass;
curls his fine head of hair; puts on
an immaculate shirt bosom; ties an
excruciatjag cravat; spinkles his
handkerchief with cologune; stows
away a French roll, an egg, and a
cup of cofee; gets into an omnibus;
looks slautendieular at the pretty
girls; and makes, love between the
pauses ofLusincsa in the afternoon.
The wife must hermetically seal the
windows ÿnd shut out the fresh air,
and sits down, gasping at tho table
more deaf, than alive, to finish her
breakfast. Tommy spills a cup of
hot coffee down his bosom—Julianua
has torn -iff the strings of her school
ames wants his geography
ell—the butcher wants to • know if
she'd like to have à joint of mutton;
the milkman wants his money—the
iceman wants to speak to her just a
minute—the baby swallows a bean—
the husband a boy from the store to
say that his partners will dine with
them—tho cook leaves all to go to
her sister's dead baby's wake, and
tho husband's thin coat must be
ironed bifore noon. Sunshine and
young mothers! Where's my siflell
ing bottae!"
Under this caption, the Cauawhe
(Va.) Valley Star tells the following
hard .
A colporteur, quite recently, in
an adjoining county, approached a
man wlidse name we will not make
public, arid solicited him to purch
ase a bibjle. Tho man refused, and
gave for his reason for so doing that
he had r)o money, and that he could
not read] The colporteur ascertain
ed that le was a married man, and
that he lad no bible, became anxi
ous to lejive one of his bibles with
him, and not being able to sell him
one, offered to give the bible to his
fellow (jreature. The man hung
down hi] head awhile, and seemed
to pond«- on the proposition, and
finally arreed to take one, provided
it was given to him. The colpor
teur ga&smbf bible; the man took it
home and presented it to his wife,
who could read a little. She exam
ined the book very carefully, and
gave it back, saying that only a
bout half the book was the bible,
that thelother half was something
else called the New Testament.
The bright husband became enraged
and wen( in search of the colporteur,
declaring that he had "got cheated,"
because the book was only a half
There is a well authenticated an-1
oedote of Whitc-ficW to the same ef-'
Mr. Vtilberforce, in the recollec
tions of his parlimentary life, rela
ted that "Fox used sometimes to
roll on at full tear in the House of
Commeatfftw two or three hours."
Rogers, art his Table Talk, says he
had often known Fox to take up the
candle to go to bed, and stand talk
ing until it had bnrnt out in the
socket '
feet. The night before his death
he arrived at the house of Rev Mr.
Parsons, in Newburyport, after a
week of abundant labor at Exeter
and elsewhere. His coming was
soon known. Before he had finssh
ed his supper, a crowd surrounded
the house, and found their way into
the entry. Whitefield, quite ex
hansted, rose from the table, and
said to a minister piesent, "Brother
you must speak a word to these
gcod people; I can do no more.'yyv-ayn
Kè then took a candie, and Set ou
hurriedly for his chamber. But he
had to pass through the hall, and as
he ascended the stairs, looking down
upon the crowd whom the word of
life from his own lips had stirred up
to the enquiry, "What must we do
to be saved?" how could he pass
them in silence? He could not. He
turned on the stairs to commend
thess anxious souls to the Saviour,
and continued speaking until the
candle burnt down and went out—
an emblem of his own laborious life,
which in giving light to others con
sumed itself. These were his last
words. He went to bed, and ex
pired the next morning about six
o'clock, in one of his paroxysms of
The eloquence of both these re
markable men was an illustration of
that divine maxim, "Out of the a
bundance or the heart the mouth
speaketh." Fox, the statesman, pa
triot, and scholar, poured out inex
haustibly the themes and thoughts
of which his heart was full. So
did Whitefield, the Christian
cher, rich in the words of
and burning with love to thé souls
of men. Here is the true source of
fluency—a mind full of thought, a
heart full of emotion. The best
preparation to speak to others of di
vine things, is thus the highest men
tal and spiritual culture in ourselves.
^"Cultivate tender love of souls,"
mfi ^ that
will make you eloquent." "Medi
tate in these things," said Paul to
young Timothy, "give thyself whol
ly to them—that thy profiting may
appear to all." Apollos was mighty
in the Scriptures, and fervent in
spirit and therefore an eloquent man.
Let your heart be as a quiver full of
arrows of God, and let them fly on
this side and on that; for they are
like the arrows fabled by the ancient
post to be gifted with intelligence,
and longing to reach their work.
Tho homes of America will not
become what they should be until a
true idea of life shall have become
more widely implanted. The wor
ship of the dollar does more to de
grade American homes, and the life
of those homes, than anything—than
all things else. Unity is the God
of almost universal worship. The
chief end of life is to gather gold,
and that gold is counted lost which
hangs a picture on the wall, which
purchases flowers for the yard, which
buys a toy or a book for tho eager
hand of childhood. Is this the
whole of human life? Then, it is a
mean, meager, and most miserable
thing! A child will go forth from
such a home as a horse will go from
a stall—glad to find free air and a
wider pasture. The influence of
such a home upon him in after life
will be just none at all, or nothing
good. Thousands are rushing from
homes like these every year. They
crowd into cities. They crowd into
villages. They swarm into all pla
ces where life is clothed with a
higher significance; and the old shell
of home is deserted by every bird
as soon as it can fly. Ancestral
homesteads and patrimonial acres
have no sacredness; and when the
father and mother die, tho stranger's
money and the stranger's presence
obliterate associations that should be
among the most sacred of all things.
I would have you build up for
yourselves and for your children, a
home that will never be lightly par
ted wfth—a home whicL shall be to
all whose lives have been associated
with it, the most interesting and
precious upon earth. I would have
that home the abode of dignity, pro
priety, beauty, grace, love, genial
fellowship, and happy associations,
Out from such a home I would ha vo
good influences flow into neighbor^
hoods and communities. In such a
home I would see noble ambition
taking root, and receiving all gener
ous culture. And then f would
you, young husband and young wife,
happy. Do not deprive yourselves
of such influences, as will come to
you through an institution like this,
No money can pay you for such a
deprivation. No circumstances but
those of utter poverty can justify
denying theso influences
ÿulïr children;
Dr. McKenzie, in a recent article
in the Philadelphia Press, says:—
"We are now aware from what
Lockhart has related, that in 1819
-the far greater portion of the Bride
of Lammermoor, the whole of the
Legend of Montrose, and almost the
whole of Ivanhoe, were dictated
from a bed of great bodily pain, as
well as heavy sickness," John Bal
lantyne, who, with Wm. LaidlaW,
was one of Iub athanuenesis, on these
occasions, reported, though Walter
Scott, "often turned himself on his
pillow with a groan cf torment, he
usually continued the sentence in
the same breath." But when a dia
logue of particular animation was in
progress, spirit seemed to triumph
over matter; he arese from his couch
and walked up and down the room,
raising and lowering his voice, and
as it were, acting the parts. The
wonderfully striking dialogue in
Ivanhoe, between Rebecca and thé
templar, in which he passionately
solicits her to fly with him, and ex
change expected martyrdom for a
queenly sceptre, was not among the
dictated passages, but we have 6een
the manuscript, and it does exbibit
a single creature a single erasure
Indeed, so rapidly was it written,
{hat Scott did not delay indot an i,
cross a t, or put in the slightest
It overcomes difficulties. ' Not
with a rush and a shout, but one by
one. They melt away before the
incessant pressure, as iceburgs be
fore the steady radiance of the sun.
It gives one the strength of a happy
conscience. A weather-cock of a
man whiffling about with every
breeze, cannot have true quietness of
mind. Dissatisfaction worries and
annoys him. But a oheerful vigor
and energy, grows out of intelligent
and unvarying purpose. It gives
dignity and honor to character.
Men cannot but admire the mind
that marches steadily on through
sunshine and shade, calms, smiles
and frowns, glad and favor, but
pressing on without it, thankful for
aid, but fixed on advancing at all
events.—Such men cut out for
themselves a character which cannot
but be seen and honored. It gives
success. In any enterprise that is
not down right madness, such a man
must succeed. He has the chief
element of a triumph over every
difficulty, and if he is not an idiot,
he will do something in the world.
But he will meet them. He moves
not rapidly, but assuredly. When
you want to find him, by and by,
you know where to look. You will
look at the top-most round of the
ladder of success, and you will find
him about there somewhere.
is proposed to vary tho
size of bank notes according to their
denominations, as a preventive a
gainst the alteration of the same.
jj^'The wharves ofNew Orleans
rent annually for one million dollars,
J8ÖT-A gentleman regretting the
loss of his first wife, in the presence
of his second wife, was told by her
that no one had more reason to'
wish his former spouse alive_ thajj
she. * ~~
ggf There is a maiden lady in
Connecticut who is so modest, that
she turned away her washerwoman
because she put her clothes in tho
same tub with those of a young man.
Very prude-ntial.

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