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THE NATIONAL ERA." '
* i===i=======^ G. BAILEY, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR; JOHN G. WHITTIER, CORRESPONDING EDITOR. j vXTv^NOr^r WASHINGTON, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1850. WHOLE \0. m ftif a titcnal Era >* Published Weeklf, Scvoalb street, ?t?p?.?ite Odd Fellows' Hall, 1 Ell IIS. ... r*o J <llara per annnm, payable in advance. \ 1t.t> m?M,u not exi ling um lines inserted timesf< rone dollar; every subsequent inaerlion, twenty-fire eenls. \ ll c >mmunications to the Era, whether on hu sines* of the paper or for publication, should l>e 11 Iresscd to G. Baii.kv, Washington, D C. UUK1.L A BLANCHARD, PRINTERS, Sixth street,* few doors south of Pennsylvania *v?nu*. THE NATIONAL ERA. J WASHINGTON, NOVEMBER 18, 1850. IETTER OF CRATE CREEWVftOD. Boston, November 9, 1S.10. Fnsllivf Ijiw-P.opnlar Indignation ?Charle* Sum- I tier ?literary Iiii>lligence?'The Oermnii, Kolierb? i 4(tra'K ?J.'inieothe Novrlikt? Wrlwter,fct. I T i Hi i'.Juor cf the Set tonal Eru : DurSik lieing in this city for a brief visit. I i thought I might perhaps jot down a few things [ which might be of some little interest to you or | your readers. There is no eipocial news that I am aware of to communicate. The universal excitement, the righteous indignation, on the Fugitive Slave bill, still continues; and this is well. It is a strong outburst of generous an 1 genuine popular feeling, in which every lover of freedom and justice must exult The great Northern heart is awakened at " ' K*ar '?s live nulsations. 1 ist. > ou may im ?" * ? full an 1 warm and vigorous as in the brave old time The clergy of Massachusetts, as far as 1 can learn, are, with some shameful exceptions, taking strong ground against this measure. It would seem thai every true mintWer df "Jesus,wherever he might be, if "remembering the bound as bound with them," must denounce it boldly and utterly, even at thej-isk of giving mortal offence to his beloved charge, and of being railed upon to make a hasty Hegira from his parish Our minister at Lynn, Mr. Shackford, has preached upon this subject with great eloquence and power. He gave us the honest convictions ani indignant protestations of the man, with all fearlessness, but with the calm fervor and deep religious faith which ever characterize his preaching. He is not frenzied or despairing at the temporary triumph of wrong. He sees that it is not a new creation, nor even a larger growth, but only n plainer revelation of the great national evil, thrown to the surface by the working and upheaving of the eternal principle of good. And how far better thus?on the hidden reef the ship strikes. Mr. Parker's Sermon on Conscience you have probably seen. It is a succession of bold Herculean strokes, which must have told on the heart of every hearer. It was one of those impassioned, startling, almost terrifying appeals so needed to stay the decline and fall of the moral sense of our UB*On Tuesday evening last, Charles Sumner deI livered a magnificent Free Soil speech in Fnneuil | Hull. The Fugitive Slave bill was treated in ft m?t masterly manner. I hope you may yet read it?though your pleasure must necessarily be imp.rftc'. without the deep, impressive voice, which, in its sea-like volume,'' rolled the thought over one. and the action of the orator, always foroible, and a*. times singularly fine, and in the best sense dramatic. Hut I will pause here, for very much the reason (hat Landor gives in his beautiful sonnet to J'rowning for not saying more about his poet-friend r ' Mi?k?|.care la not our post, bat the world's, Therefore un him no speech?ill brief for thee, iiruwning " in the way of literary intelligence, I havelittle to communicate. The season of lectures is just commencing. I listened this morning to one on poetry, by Mr. Scherb, a young German of great genius. 1 le is a strong thinker, nnd has the uttao-t boldness and originality of expression. He speaks much of the time in a perfect passion of enthusiasm. He now seems rapt, possessed, borne anay with Lis subject?and now he wrestles and hgouizes with some mighty thought or unutterable aspiration. He spcuks our language with great correctness, and ofteu with singular force, yet there are times when he pauses, as though momentarily despairing of the power of words, and lets the strong play of his lips, the tlame in hi" eve. and the nossion workinir in all bis frame. speak fur him, as they can speak with a dramatic effect almost startling. You cannot 6tand against him?ho ilashes against you, surges about you, nn 1 ovrvti jws you with the irresistible torrent of his enthusiasm. Not that it is all tempest, in force nod sound. The largest wares ore capped with sunlight, and between their booming and swelling is often heard the soft chime and delicious rippling of most musical waters. *"'ancy, taste, an erer-prcsent sense of the beautiful, I soften the intense poetic fervor, and somewhat subdue the otherwise too dramatic and overpowering passion of the speaker. But, as it is, he shakes one to the soul's centre. I felt both excited and exhausted when 1 left the lectureroom?felt as 1 had thought 1 could only feel after hearing some great moral question discussed by a great orator, k et Mr. Schcrb made poetry more than a moral, he made it & rdi^itw, subject. He seemed to briug to Poesy all the devotion which a zealous Catholic gives to Madonna, lie burned his purest thought like incense before her shrine, where he knelt in deepest adoration. He seemed the prophet the inspired premher of that divines! handmaiden of God. But I will say no more, or you will accuse me of transgressing my own rule of" brief speech " for genius. A mong Ticknor's late publications arc Holmes's Am i: r a,"1 and the works of Pe Quincy?7V H-jffr nrri a volume of BiofrajJrifal Essays. The poem by Holmes is like everything from his <li unond-polnted pen. brilliant, racy, and peculiar. \ et I should say the poet has here given us less drollery anl more wit than usual. We miss somewhat that genial philosophy which makes the bcr-t of life, and takes the world easy, which Las so often delighted us in this poet's brief pleasure-trips upon the sea of literature Ilis satire stings more sharply, and cuts deeper, than ever before There are some hard hits at the Reformer which remind one of Pean Swift; and which strikes one the poet might have penned with a cold in his bead, on some raw March morning, while waiting fir s late breakfast To speak plainly, they are not remarkable as expressions of g 1 nature and charitableness. But there are f*00011 s after-dinner passages?beautiful, musip 1 or deliciouily droll?which make up fortbeae things. We must not forget that this contemptii c;.n,ervatism, which is the reveres of agree*''le to us fanatics, is the greenest lsaf in the bsys r thi p *t to the eyes of a majority of his readers?and probably nobody is more fully aware of thisthintho poet himrelf. Why should he refrain from voicing his own thought, knowing it will be rendered back to him in such ready echoes fi mi high places] There is little danger of I lulmes bring sent from i'srnasses to Coventry on nny norry hobby of reform. i f)f I)e Uninry'i Oriiu Eaiib I eurely need eey J nothing The BioaaArmcaL Equate are tnagni ftfnt pnperi, an<l l?olh worke are moet benutifully brought oat. I have a bit of literary Intel- I I'fnce for you. The title of the forthcoming nominee, by the author of Thk Hcabi.it Lettee, ' ' The Hoi he or 8even Gables." It It not | quaint and Hawthornieh? Another work by this most delightful author is a volume for cbil-^ dren, entitled True Stories from History and BiootArur. This Ticknor is bringing out in fine st< t-T with '>aau?ilul illustrations ny Tiiili'nge. By the way, ono of the most remarkable books of the season, for the beauty of type, biuding, and illustration, is an edition of Gray, published by lltnry C. Baird, cf Philadelphia. This might well mark an era in the history of American book-publishing?such smooth, clear paper, such luxurious type. Altogether, it has very much the appearance of a handsome F.uglisb publication, and is a fair and fitting presentment of Gray. G. P. It. James, the novelist, is now in Boston. 1 have met him a number of times at Ticknor's. He is a fine, genial-looking, well-conditioned Englishman, singularly youthful and unworn in appearance, considering all that he has accomplished?and sceuis fully competent to set at least three score and ten more horsemen riding up the hills of romance and fame. Doubtless his fruitful brain yet holds auy number of disinherited heirs, knights, barons bold, smugglers, gypsies, bandits and friars?princesses in disguise, damsels fair and witches old, all impatiently waiting for their turn to come round again. Apropos of witches, I hear that Mr. James has been in Salem, collecting materials for a new romance, of the good old time when elderly ladies, remarkable for per sonal plainness and a fondness for black cats, and convicted of putting broomsticks to equestrian service, were straightway removed from an indignant community by summary process. The denouement may be the trial by water and fire, and the whole interest of the story haDg on " Witch Hill." Yet I hardly think this novelist needed such a subject, in order to bewitch his readers. Ify the way, white on*ii iate visit to SaTem, f was shown the veritable bewitched pins, with which divers persons were sorely pricked by the wicked sjdte^of certain witches and wizards? often their neighbors, and sometimes their near relations, as the depositions show. Very annoying, such pointed attentions?even from one's friends. These curious relics are kept in a small vial?verily a vial of wrath. They seem quite bright, considering their great age?keen old pins yet, and very little rusted by the Mood of the saints. Oh! happy are the witches of our day, who may weave their spells and perform their incantations in peace nnd safety, since, thanks to cosmetics and millinery, they are youthful and beautiful for a marvellous length of time?since they abandon the evil-eyed cat for the sleepy French lapdog, and have nothing at all to do with broomsticks. It is true they Bometiines prick on their victims to deeds of l; high emprise," or pin them down to the point?but in return they are not mercilessly handed over to the sheriff, only led before the nriest But I am boring you with nn unpardonable amount of nonsense. I will try to do better next time. Truly, yours, Grace Greenwood. For tb? National Kra. Tllli STRONGER CURRENT. BY ROBERT WII.PWOOU. The free, wild floods of mountain air, Whiob bath* the vale iu gladness , i ho Vernal wood* swl i.o*ret* thern, Ik-gulling care and sadness ; The rural sound* that o'er the rale, Come cheerful thought* instilling; The merry song and evening tale, Anon the bosom thrilling; The wild bird note*, oti zephyr wing, Wafted from dell and bower, Which pleasant thoughts to mem'ry bring. With grateful,soothing jx.wer; The flitting shades of murky night, That f|?e the radiant morning ; And fiery Phwbus' orient light, The eastern skies adorning; The noontide splendor, o'er the land, A flood of glory throwing, To light the gifts a Coring Hand In mercy is bestowing; The gorgeous fines of setting day, With changeful beauty tinting The gathering clouds where fairies piay, Their mystic symbols printing; The pleasing hour when twiiight shade* O'er lawn and vale are dancing; And chastened thought the breast Invade*, The heart and ?oul entrancing; The silent night when Cynthia smiles, And stars their watch are keeping, When joyous hope iny heart beguiles, Though other eyes are sleeping; rbe intercourse of fnend with friend, That wakes the heart's emotion, Through every vein its current* send, With true and warm devotion? These have a power to thrill my heart, To haste Its sluggish beating, Kach has a wondrous pleasing art, With joy my bosom greeting. A sacred | leas-ire, full and free, Cornea o'er my bosoin stealing; A Heavenly Father's hand I see, In etch his love revealing. Ob, earth is not a dreary waste' When nature all is smiling, And every scene with beauty graced, Kaeh passing hoar beguiling ! But through my veins a atrongercurrvnt flows, A calm anil yet a thril ing sense of joy, An all |>ervading consciousness of bliss, That like a strong but deep snd ipiiet stream, I'ours a rich full tide of swelling blessing Into my trembling bosom' It U the throbbing of my anxious breast, When thoughts of thee inspire my heart, And from its deepest depth* of consciousness Comes up a swelling tide of strong emotion. It Is affection's brow?tho chain of love, That binds our hearts in willing unison, And tunes our sp rit's sympathies to swell, In one full, harmonious, blissful strain. It Is the glowing lire that melts our souls Into the self-ame spirit?the full stream, That, mingling with thy heart's fond devotion, Miall swell to an eternity of love! CORRECTIONS. To ifn Eih'or of th>. National Em : DkAR Sir I exceedingly regret tb&t my caoography and prosodiul negligence should hnve led the compoaiior of my laat article in the Eta into ho many errors. Although, according to the Carlyle theory of hero-worship, I called Napoleon ' the Corsican demi-god," I have no great objection to the subntitutcd epithet of " dctni-fox." Thin, however, in my judgment, belongs mort ttyaally to his would-be sucoeesor, Napoleon the second. Other errors also, in punctuation, spelling, or even grammar, will be accounted for, and passed over, by the indulgent reader , but there is one, affecting the slavery question, and Involving principle, which I am anxious to see corrected, and the public mind rightly informed regarding it In the reference to Hauerofi's Guiana, the quotation of the h?w should read, " A negro slri~ kmn a white man, death," &c., instead of''kii.livo," as the '/notation stands at present. The rest, however, is perfectly correct I suppose the law was copied from the old Articles of War, which declared,44 for striking a superior offioer, death," while I have no doubt a parallel c.in be found, both in law and practice, among some of the black codes of slavery enacted south of Mason and Dixon's linn, within oar own glorious and /r? Republic. Uliter County, Sm Jertry, 18.r?0. rswaaniho IIohxstv.?A colored servant sweeping out a bachelor's room found a sixpence on the carpet, which he carried to the owner. 44 You may keep it fur yonr honesty," said he. A short time after he missed a gold penoil case, and inquired of his fervsat if hs had seen it. 44 Yea, sir," was the reply. " And what did yon do with it V M Kept it for mj honesty, sir P For the National fcira. tcorraioHT bbcurb d according to law.r HICKORY HALL :0R THE OUTCAST. A KfljClJfCEOFTtlE ELl'E RIIHIE. IN POUR PARTS. BV MRS. KM MA D. K. N SOUTH WORTH. " I otn b??r scorpion's stings. tread fields of fire, In froaen gulf* of cold eternal lie, lie tossed aloft through track* of endle** rolil, But cannot lire In shame."?Joanna ItaiMe. PART III. RKUINA KAIKKIKLD. " Yet that lair lady'* eye mcthinks hath less Or deep and still and pensive tenderness Than might beseem thy sister's?on her brow Something too much there sits of native scorn. And her stnile kindles with a conscious glow, As from the thought of sovereign beauty born " Mis. Memos. "The Fair One, with Golden LockR," was the title of a beautiful fairy tale of an enchanted princess, of which ray sister Ilegina used to be very fond ; and in gay reference to her penchant for this, aud in compliment to her high style of blond beauty, we gave /t*r this sohmpict. We also called her Uueen Blanch," in flattery of of her regal grace, and her exceeding?her wonderful fairness. She was, in fact, the very fairest living thing 1 ever saw. You Lite seen the rcnck! amazing beautiful, even in ruins; but that thing bears no more resemblance to my resplendent liegina, than does the charred skeleton of the lightning blasted tree to the green and stately mountain pine?Heaven receive her! To return. I had not seen my sister Itogina for two years, during which time, she had been absent at a "Finishing School" 1 was therefore curious as U had returned home permanently. I wished to sec what these two years, from sixteen to eighteen, spent at the finishing school, had done for her, who, bating pride, already t mbodied my idea of womanly perfection. We reached our journey's end. It was late in a lovely March day, that we arrived at Willow Hill. We had changed our travelling dresses for drawing-room costume, at the little town of A , two miles distant, while waiting for the carriage that was to meet us there. Therefore, upon our urrival, we were ushered at once into my sister's presence, who was already expecting us. Much as I was prepared for improvement, I confess I was surprised, delighted, and somewhat abashed, at the sight of the elegant and majestic-looking woman awaiting our approach. She sat erect, but at ease, in a high-backed arm-chair, covered with purple velvet, whose dark, rich back-ground threw out her beautiful and graceful form in fine relief. She was arrayed in n rich white satin, whose glossy and ample folds, descending to her feet, merely permitted the tip of one tiny embroidered slipper to be visible. Her arms an.l neck, fairer than the satin itself, were bare, except for being delicately shaded by falls of the richest and finest lace. and encircled bv Dcurl bracelets and neck lace. Her hair?her "golden locks''?were rolled oil' froui her temples in rich and heavy folds, a la romjxiilour, and bound back by oriental pearls, exposing a brow of frosty fairness and sovereign pride. There was a coldness in the statuesque dignity of my sister that prevented me from tneetiug her with any demonstration of fraternal love, or joy. 1 think 1 met her then, as 1 should have met any other " proud ladie" to whom 1 might have been introduced, and then I turned, nnd, presenting my college friend, named "Mr. Wullraven, of J<ff.:rson, Virginia." Regina slightly inclined her graceful head, in acknowledgement of Wnllrnven's profound and deferential how, and raiding her eyes with a quick, and ijuickly rrithilratrn glance, held out her hand to welcome him to Willow Hill, saying, graciously? "1 know the Wallravens, of Hickory Ilall, by reputation"? Here Wolfgang gave a violent start, reeled as under an unexpected and overwhelming blow, made a mighty effort and recovered his self-command, all in the passage of a few seconds?while I looked inquiringly at Ilegina, and she, with calm surprise, regarJea mm. " Will you be seated, Mr. WallraTen, and you Ferdinand 7" she said. We sat down?and Regino, possibly lo fill an awkward pause in the conversation, observed? "Yes?1 know the Wallravens, of Hickory Hall, by history and report. Wolfgang Wallraven, your American ancestor and namesake, sir, 1 have heard my father say, was a Lutheran refugee, who came to Virginia in the company of his intimate friend, our ancestor, Lord Rotetourt, and who, as long as his lordship remained Governor of Virginia, retained a place in his council. I hope, sir, that we may become better known to each other." On concluding these gracious words, my princess raised her eyes to those of Wullraven ; but they swiftly fell again, while the faintest color dawned on her fair cheek. Wallravmhad bowed, and bowed, at the close of every condescending sentence ; but now,when common civility required him to say something, he was dumb. 1 came to his relief? " Miss Fairfield,"said I, "is quite aufnu to the early history, antiquities, and traditions of the Old Dominion, for which she has a great veneration. She is rich in legendary lore, and. though born in Alabama, evidently considers Virginia her mother country, and infinitely prefers it to her native soil." " For many excellent reasons, without a doubt," said Wallraven, with a bow towards my fair queen, who, with her snowy eyelids drooped till her Inns ?nl.l?n rente.) on her delic'itelv roseate check, remained silent. Now 1 came to h'r succor? "Regina likes the conservative pride of the Old Dominion?that prevalence of old Knglish feeling?family pride, which Mother Kngland herself has outlived, but that still survives in her eldest daughter, Virginia, the child that most resembles her. It is a prejudice?an auti republican thing, contrary to the spirit of the nineteenth century. You are lagging behind the sge, Regina, but you will get over this." A cold smile chilled the fair face of my sister, who deigned no other reply " This is not so, lady?my friend exaggerates? these are not your sentiments," said Wallraven, in his deep, rich tooes, and with a manner in which was strangely blended deprecation and dignity. She quietly raised thoee golden eyelashes, to drop them again iaetantly, aa she replied? "Yes! since 1 am constrained to confess it? and surely I may do so without offenoe in the nrMoni'n of one of so old and nure a stock hs the Wallravens, of Hickory I Im.1I, whose family can be traced back to the time of the Saxon Heptarchy. Yea! I Jo think, that the much ridiculed family pride of Maryland and Virginia?ridiculed, however, only by vulg.ir wit* among the nouvmur ticket of other States?la, at least, far more worthy of respect than the low pride of new wealth, or appearance of wealth, which is oftentimes no more than superficial finery. The ancient pride of the old families of Maryland and Virginia is assuredly well grounded, Many of them, the Wallravens among the rest," (inclining I her head graciously to Wolfgang,) " are assuredly J descended from the very flower of the old 'Rag- ( lish aristocracy?many among them dating back to a period long anterior to the Norman Conquest, i and numbering in their line some of the most illustrious among the warriors, statesmen, nnd 1 churchman of England?noble scions of noble houses, who, for their conservatism, and attachment to the oneien regime. were driven out by that fanatical spnit of radicalism-wbleji.even, i,n the reign of James, began to manifest itself in Great Britain." 44 It is true, lady, that the rich valleys nnd plains of Maryland and Virginia were settled by a very different set of men, actuated by a very opposite set of motives, to those that sent the hardy Puritans to the sterile shores of -New England ; and that may go far to account for different domestic and social manners, and a different State policy." # " I confess t prefer the ancestral pride of a Virginia planter to the parse pride of a Vankc4l pedler." 41 Those are extreme cases, lady." 4! Sir?have you no pride of ancestry? Is it not a mutter of self-esteem to you, that your remote progenitor whs a Saxon noble instead of being a Saxon serf?" 41 No, lady, it is not a matter of pride to me," said Wolfgang, in a tone so mournful, that I looked anxiously upon him. 411 own, I honor New England for the perfdJ-y level platform on which all her sons stand with equal rights." 41 Let us change the suoject," said I 41 With pleasure," sain itegina; and, turning to Wolfgang, she asked, 44 Do you like music. Mr. Wallraven ? I have a very rich toned piano forte, in fine tune, just now " Wolfgang instantly declared a passion for music, and, as Regime arose, he offered her his arm. to t ike her across the room ; but she declined the civility with a stately Inclination of the head, and, dropping her golden eyelashes, swept on aloue in sovereign grtece ami beauty, and rented herself before the instrument We followed her. Wolfgang took a station at the back of her chair, to turn the leaves of her music-book. She played and sung several pieces in a very masterly style: but they were all of one character?grand. martial, heroic. At the end of the last piece, the folding doors were thrown open, and a serv.mt appeared, and announced supper. Now risiug, mb<) jfgA/j/^cewrteously declining the < HVred arm of Wallraven, and moving on alone in her regal pride and purity, she preceded us to the supper room. ' After su^er we adjourned to the drawingroom, where we passed the evening in conversation, in music, in the examination of new books, prints, such articles of tutu as were scattered around, and in projecting plans for the next day's occupation ami amusement?no very difficult thing for three young persons alone in ? country house together?for our gu irdiun was absent. Soon after this, we separated for the night. 1 accompanied Wolfgang to his room " Well, Wallraven," said I, as goon as we were alone, " How do you like my sisterIs she all my fancy painted her,' or am 1 a blind enthusiast ?" u Brothers are. of all persons, the least apt to be," dryly replied Wolfgang, who seemed to be threatened with a return of his old boyish surliness. " And brothers' friends are in no danger of becoming so," said 1, good humoredly. Without noticing my last remark, he said, in the slow, oracular tone of a judge, balancing the weight of every word : " Miss Fairfield is beautiful?she is heauty; but, like the mountain snow, she is high, cold, pure, fair, frosty." "Ah!" said I, "the least lovely of Region's traits of character has reve-uled itself this evening. Lofty principles, high-toned sense of honor, perfect truthfulness, large benevolence, generosity a rich ami well-cultivated intellect?the treasures of the heart and mind?remain to he discovered!" "Fairfield! don't fling your sister into my arms so deterniinately, lest, J catch her!" replied Wallraven, with a sarcastic smile that raised my ttnger to such a pitch as Tory nearly to make me forget that ho was my guest. I replied in a cold and haughty tone? h Miss r airfield ia not a Woraan to thrown or caught, or hy any means to suggest such a thought." "Of course not! It is you who suggest it! Pooh, Fairfield ! ' an arrow from Cupid's bow'? to express the thing as you would express it?is lightly quivering iu my flesh. 1 can easily pluck it ont and cast it from me, if you will allow me to do so. Do not you drive it to my heart, impale me with it?for nothing would ensue but death ! Miss Fairfield will probably bestow her h?nd upon some 'magnificent son of Acbar' who will be quite worthy of her!'' " I should like to know what you moan by presuming to consider what I have said to you in the light you do. What right have you to do so V "Only the right of knowledge, a fatal gift of insight into the hearts of others, and a dangerous habit of reading aloud what I find written therein," he replied, with a mournful sarcasm I looked at him from head to foot. Me wag sitting in an easy chair, with his hands joined on his knees, his brigand-looking head bent forward, his piercing eyes fixed on the floor, and his veils of jet-Mack hair falling forward and shading his darkling countenance. There was so much bitter sorrow iu his uttitude, expression, and tone, that my displeasure fled. 4* Wnlfrtanrr I'J auSil I " vKaf ia it that malfpg tnr* love you no? You say tho most exasperating things to mo, hu 1 thou disarm my wrath by a look, a tone V " What?Is it, perhaps, that you feel I am your friend? Fairfield, my dear friend, put me in no future plans of your own. The greatest injury I could do myaelf, the greatest benefit I could oonfer upon you, is to tell you this. Leave me. Good night!" We met next morning early. Like most houses in this'neighltorhood, our house had long piazzas, up stairs and down, runniug around three sides of the house, with the front room windows all opening on hing s uj?on them. Therefore, as 1 opened my chamber door and stepped out upon the piam, 1 saw that Wallraven bad come out of his room and was promenading there, lie turned, smiling, to meet me, took my arm. and said something complimentary of the " beautiful coun try," now in inn spring mourn, luuugu mr iuuikh was March. After promenading there for some time, enjoying the pure morning air and the extensive proapect, we wont in-low and entered the morning room. It was a long, h-indsomcly furnished apartment. Kegina waa standing at the upper end of the room, nttended by two maidservants, to whom she wan giving tome direction, and who, as we entered, left her, and passed out hy a side door. Regina came to meet us. She wore a pure white morning dress of some very transparent light tissue, with the skirt made very full, whose gossamer folds floated gracefully witherery increment of her queenly form. Her golden h"'r *>?< rolled back Irom her snowy forehead, us on the erening bvf -re, only, instead of the jewelled ban dean, It waa hound by a narrow white rihhon She held in bee hand a few while lilies, whose perfume filled the air. If I could find a word to express the union of the loftiest hawrvr with the clearest purity and the most aerial delicacy, I would use that word to describe llegina, as, wafting fragrance with every motion, she floated on to meet us. " Do you like lilies, Mr. Wallraven ? These are the first the gardener has sent me. Tiny are very floe," she said, separating one from her bunch and offering it to Wolf-gang " It is your favorite H?w<r, Miss Fait field.' " Why do you think so?" "They resemble you?more! they express you!" Kegina dropped those white eye-liJs again, and, moving on before us. said? " Come, then, and 1 will show you how mueh I like liliesand, leaving the room, sin- floated on, followed by us, through the wide hall, and into an elegant little boudoir, whose glass doors opened upon a small bnt beautiful garden of white lilies, in the centre of which was a clear pond, its borders fringed with the white lilies, and its waters reflecting the graceful forms of two white swans thtf. sailed upon ita bosom "This is the way I like lilies " ' And all things that express elegance, purity, and pride," siid Wolfgang, pointing to theswans Yes, the unity and harmony of purity, pride, and elegance, revealed itselfin Kegina's whole being?her form, features, and complexion?her intellect and affections?her tastes, habits, and oc cu nation*. We spent the honr before breakfast in the boudoir. Noon after breakfast another little incident oc onrred that eihiltited my iwrri *??? umi > rather an unfavorable light We had returned te the morning room to await the horeee, which were or?lere<l to he brought round at ten for ua to take a ride over the plaoUtion Wo were panning the few momenta in oonvereatloa whan wo mw a handeotno barouche drawa bj a pair of splendid dappled grays approach, and stop before the house. In an instant i saw Regina's lip curl with that supercilious expression, all bat too f.iiniliar In her countenance, and she asid? "It is the carriage of Mrs. nnd the Misses O'BIerotnls. Ferdinand, -to you remember them 1 " I do not, my dear." "No, truly Mr. Wallrdven, fire years ago a young Irishman of the name of O'Hlemmis was engaged as tutor to the only son of the late Colonel Sumner, of Hyde Place. He was a puny boy, and died, but the Irishman, trho did not drink, married the boy's Bister, got the estate, and brought out his mother and half a dozen of his own sisters to help him enjoy it. You shall presently see them all And by the way, Mr. Wallraven, here is a thing I have seldom seen or hear! observed of Irish character, and yet my own observation of this proves the truth of it to my own mind, viz: whenever a young Irishman comes to America, and is ttmprrnte, he makes sooner or later, by perseverance or by coup-dt-maw, a fortune. Here they are." And now the door was thrown open, and the servant announced, "Mrs O'Blemmis, Miss O'lileinmis, Miss Bridget O'Blemmisand those ladies entered. My sister received them with something more than hauteur, which ihey were certaiuly too acute to misunderstand, while they were too politic to resent. Wallravcu aud myself exerted our conversational powers as an atonement for Miss Fairfield's coldness. I am not going to tire vfi" with n report of the visit that tired w. I mentioned it merely to remark, that after this visit?throughout the ride, and indeed throughout the day?Wallravon's manners to Regina were marked by a freeziug respect, somewhat similar to that sh*. had shown the O'Blemmises, and that this slightly discomposed the air of elegant case that ever distinguished Miss Fairfield. Ou our return home that evening, Wallraven renrvu ?Mriy 10 um cnainoer, wtucn ne imewise kept during the greater ptrt of the next day, excusing himself u^sm the plea of having letters to write home. Thia gave me the first opportunity I had had since uty return of being alone with my eistet. r * We talked of family matters first. She informed me that our uncle's young wife had a fine son, which fact, though it cut us off from on immeuse ^ rtune did not nfilict u? much Our mercenary years had not come. Then wo talked of Wallraven. Regina acknowleJ then, what I am sure she would not have confessed a month later, that she found Wallraven exceedingly interesting. " Yes, Ferdinand, the most absorbing person that ever engaged my thoughts! What an air he has! too dark, far too dark and tragic for society; yet one sees that it has its cause in some sternest, hardest truth Tlis face is so full of expression, nnd so dup in interest. His countenance affects me with a creeping terror Burh as one feels in looking down at night into a profound abyss. And then his moods are so npposite and contradictory?at ons time he has the majestic air of a monarch in the full sway of his power? at another, that of a slave condemned to an ignominious death ! And in his most favorable mood he has that air of passive defiance, of proud humility, such as might become a dethroned prince as he bows his royal neck and lays his uncrowned head upon the block ! And in every action there is such earnest, such profound truth !'' " 1 le is a strange being?full of discord. Yes, his soul t.i the 'profound abyss' to which you have likened hts expression or countenance, with tho night of a deep sorrow darkening it forever!'' " Thin is really so ?" ' H rally and truly so ; and has been so ever since first I knew him when he was a boy!" " Ami the nature of his sorrow ?" " I do not know?cannot even conjecture. I have been his bosom-friend for years, and he has never confided it to me. I have exhausted every honorable means of discovering it, and cannot find the slightest clew. Of one thing, however, I am positively certain, that guilt has nothing to do with his calamity. 1 feel thai in a thousand Instincts 1 And When 1 eay that, I mean neither his guilt, the idea if which would be proposterous, nor that of his parents." " I believe you 1 The name of the Wallravenp has for centuries been the synonyme for an almost chivalric virtue?for an almost romantic standard of honor. Upon account of their absolute purity they have been twitted with 'knight-errantry.' | I'his \yoirgnng! now he occupies me! iin ! Ferdinand, after all, you have not been a friend, or yon would have disburdened his heart of this so cret before now." "That is all you know of the matter, my dear Regina! I have exposed myself to insult more thun once in trying to serve him ; but never since we met at Harvard." Regina did not reply to this, but fell into deep thought, which lasted some moments?then, with a profound but involuntary sigh, she rose and left the room to dress for the evening. Wallraveu joined us in the drawing-room in the evening; and I, with a view of making the next day piss more gaily than this had done, proposed various projects of amusement. Among other plans. 1 suggested that wo should ride to town the next morning, and spend the day, and go iu the evening to the theatre, to sec Rooth play O.hello. Regina at once and most decisively vetoed this proposition. " It must necessarily be the most loathsome of all conceivable exhibitions!'' she said, "and I wonder how its representation upon Rny stage should be tolerated for a single hour !" The plan was of course abandoned, nnd another substituted in its place. Soon after that we separated for the night One discovery in physics and metaphysics, I had made iu the course of this week, to wit?that love at first sight was a fact, and no poetic fiction. Region, with all her cold hauteur, could not, to save her soul alive, raise her eyes to meet Wolfgang's; ami Wallraven's deep bass tones trembled when he spoke to her. I was pleased. Region's first passion was aristocracy, her second, Old Virginia. Here, then, was a young gentleman of a family that she herself had placed among the oldest and most aristocratic in the State, he himself the most distinguished looking of his distinguished race, and his large patri roonial cstnte lying in tue ricticst and most beautiful region of country, and in the midst of the most wealthy and aristocratic neighborhood in the Old Dominion?nmong those who had been the friends nnd relatives of hi r proud family for centuries past. Could I hare chosen a destiny for my fair, proud sister, it would hare been this. Could Kegina h-tve chosen ft fate for herself, it would hate been this And Wallraven! to adore, or not to adore Kegina, was now no matter of voHtion with bin*' Let me hurry on. Wo remained at Willow Hill six weeks. During this time 1 could not fail to observo the deep and ever-deepening interest with which my friend and my sinter regarded each other, nor the anxiety with which each constantly sought to conceal their sculiuitnts from the other. Region's manner wm cold nnd haughty; Wallraven's, distant and reserved. Vet Wnllraven would grow pale us death, if her hand but chanced to touch him; snd Itegina would tremble if he suJdeuly came in her sight. Lvery week Wullraven'H glooia deepened, while Kcgina's delicate color faded. I was provoked with both. Why should Kegina act the empress and exaggerate the part so abominably ; and why should Wallraven l?e so easily tloutid off?so backward 7?for that appeared to me then to be the position of uflsirs between them. As the day of departure drew near, they treated each other with the most frigid ooldness. The lust day of our stay at length arrived We remained at home all day, preparing for our departure. We were to ride to A , to meet the stage, as it passed at five o'clock the next morning. To lifted this, we were to leave the house at four. We were to take leave of itfgiua overnight. Kegina, Wallraven, and myself, passed the evening together in the drawing-room. Kegina gave us didhic, nut i saw that her touch was inaccurate, nud that h<-r voice trembled. It bad been arranged that we should retire early, to be in time tor the stage, so, at ten o'clock, I gave the signal, and we nruee. I went to Itegina, to bid her adieu. Mho vu fearfully, ghautly white, and trembling ao that ehe waN compelled to grasp the chair for support. I look her hand; it wu* cold and even heavy? pressed it to my lip*, and turned away Wall raven approached her, to take bis leave, i lie coldly received the band ahe coldly eitended to him Both rained their eyes simultaneously? their gate, full of anguish, full of mutual reproaoh, I of mutual Inquiry^-**'/?and then?suddenly? in an inalant?forgetful of time, place, and circiimatanon?forgetful of etifjhett* and propriety? utterly oblivious of my presence and observation ? be madly, passionately, caught her, strained her to his bosom, pressing a kiss on her faoe, while ! she dropped her head upon his breast, and, burst; ing into tears, sobbed convulsively, hysteric ?lly lie lifte<l and bore her to the sofa, laid her ! there, kneeled by her ride, B<|ueexing her hands, stroking her brow and hair, murmuring words cl passionate devotion and tenderness! f wasi/e trop?I felt it. I went out, but scarcely had I time to reach my own chamber, before 1 i hoard Wolfgang run up the stairs, and, bursting his door open, rush in, and clang it to behiu J him. J I scarcely wondered at any eccentricity of Walli raven's ! I set down this piece of conduct to the wildnees of joy. Meutaliy resolving that our journey must now j be deferred a day or two, and that therefore there I was no longer a necesMty of hastening to bed, I wont down into the drawing-room, for the purpose of finding and congratulating my sister. The drawing-room was vacant, she had gone to her chamber. 1 returned to mine in a well-satisfied frame of mind ; but I wished to see Wall raven again. B. fore retiring to bed that night, I tapped at his door, and then without waiting for leave, and j with the freedom of old friendship, 1 pushed the j door open and entered the room. Good I leaven ! wero the old horrid days of the ! preparatory school come back, and with a vengeance, too! He was sitting bolt upright at the foot of his bed, his hands on his knees, his open gray eyes staring into vacancy, his black locks hanging wildly, elf-like, about his livid and haggard cheeks, his whole appearanec cold, stiff, corpse-like. A blood-guilty and unconverted criminal on the eve of his execution?a man in a cataleptic fit?one struck dead by a thunderbolt? might sit so rigid, statue-like, still. My very blood ran cold with a vague horror, ns 1 looked at him. Terrified for his health, for his life, I sprang towards him, seized his frozen hands, gazed into his stony eyes, placed my hand upon his deathlike brow. At that touch a shudder ran all over him, relaxing the rigidity of his form, and he laughed! Such a sardonic, such a maniac, such a devilish laugh, 1 never heard in my life before, and never wish to hear again! It was not loud, but long, low, and bitter. Dreadfully alarmed i 0vv hie sanity, I "In the name of Heaven, Wallrnven, what is the matter? Speak! Tell me, I conjure you!'' Again the shudder, again the long, low. and bitter laugh, and then he said? "Amino? s "^fcatiraveu, whofefc lamily dates back to a period anterior to the Saxou Heptarchy ?" 1 gazed at him in a fixed horror. He Beemed to know my thoughts, for he replied to them, sardonically, "1 am not mnd, most noble Festus, but speak the words of truth and soberness. Ask that snow queen of beauty, your fair, proud sister !'' 1 was spell-hound by grief and terror. 1 could not stir. I gazed at him. " 1 am not mini! I wroul J to Hravru I wore' Kur then 'ti? like I rhouhl forget myself. Oh ! if I coutit, what grief ehonid I forget. I am not mad ' Thin hair I tear ie mine." he declaimed, travestying the lines with sardonic exaggeration, and liuiahing with a shouting laugh of mockery. "Oh! Heaven! but this is horrible! Wullraven! Wallravcn!" " I am not mad!" he said, with an omnipotent effort that at length sent apart the curdled blood in his veins, and dispersed the stortn clouds that darkened over his spirit. "Oh! Wolfgang! Wolfgang! you nro not mad, hut you will become so. You will iuevitably become so if this secret Buffering of yours recommences, and augments so fearfully!" said I. A spasm convulsed his rrume. lie dropped hia head upon his hands, and his stringy black locks fell forward, veiling both. "Oh! Wallraven, my heart's dearest brother, is there no way in which 1 can relieve, can serve you ?" Again the spasm shook him. "I will-not, as in the dnys of my thoughtless boyhood, ask you for your secret, my soul a dear Wolfgang, but" " Hut 1 wild- tri-t- you! 1 will tell you!" he exclaimed, desperately, " tell you while my good t angel has power over me! while her escape is possible! tell you the dark and fatal thing that has burned, blighted, blasted me and mine forever! Listen.'1' i [ ro uk continukd | ADDRESS OF THE PENNSYLVANIA ABOLITION SOCIETY. Address of the Pennsylmniti Abolition Sorvty to the People of Color, in relation to the Fugitive Slave hill passed by the Congress of the United States in 18/10. To the people of color in Pennsylvania: Your friends, the members of tho old Pennsylvania Abolition Society, have felt for you at this critical period a deep sympathy and concern, which has induced them to address you. The late act of Congress for the reclamation of fugitives we consider one of the most unjust and arbitrury laws which has ever disgraced a nation ; and when we reflect, that it is now the law of the land, we blush lor our country. You are all acquainted with its provisions, and feel tho deep injustice which has been done to you in its passage. MaDy of you, no doubt, are fearing that the iron hand of onnression mnv be laid upon vou. mill that you may be torn in un unexpected moment frotn nil that you hold near nnd dear in thin world, and hurried away to toil out the remnant of your daya in bondage. Under thin feeling you have resolved upon armed resistance, and have determined rather to aurrender your liven than your liberty. This feeling is natural; and it is true, you have high worldly authority for its exercise; but remember that you profess to be Christiamp, and to believe in an immortal life hereafter, and that it is better, like the Saviour, tosutlYr by the handaof cruel men, than to destroy them. liesidrs, by taking the lives of your oppressors, you would gain nothing even in this world, for they are powerful, and you are weak, lie exhorted, therefore, not to oppose this iniquitous law by open violence, but rather trust to the operation of a humane and enlightened public sentiment to do it away. It is our belief that its provisions are so opposed to thn rights of man, as acknowledged by all civilized nations, that it will defeat its own purposes, and that in many portions of the free States public opinion will pronounce against it The cry of the people from the non-slavehulding States is now for its immediate repeal, and we trust that hut little time will elapse before this will be accomplished. In the mean time, let those who consider themselves unsafe be c?reful how they reveal their circumstances even to their friends. We would advise such to seek refuge in other regions, and quietly await the result ??-?- .-I ? - 11. /. I . _!ll uiucr cuuuini'R ur? %su tu tutiu. v>uu.t t 4 wiu receive them ami the British Went India Islands would rejoice to make them citixena. The oppre-sed people of Ivirope have been hunted hy despots for their livts and liberty, hh have you , and many of them hove left all the attachments of home and kindred, and have tied to thin land for protection In thin country you are now theoppreesed el ana. The a>ime despotic power which Is exercised against them )<y King* and rulera, in wielded against you hy alaveholdera aud their abettors, and you must pursue the same course an your suffering fellow men in other lands. Those who are legally free, we think, in this community, need he uudrr little apprehension, if proper vigilance in exerciaed hy then* and their friends. Public feeling is now alive on this subject, and will prevent the perpetration of those frauds which this unrighteous law would render so easy, if not ( becked hy the f>cople. Remember, too, that the passage of litis iniquitous act has not been without its good results It has excited a strong sympathy for your wrongs throughout the free States. Many who have heretofore been indifferent to your fate, now feel deeply for you, and will exert themselves actively on your behalf. Troops of friends nre already rising up to plead your cause. Hamlet, the first viotim of this oppressive law, who vu carried off from bis hoine in New York, has been returned in triumph to his family ami friends and the people rejoice with him and them. He therefore of good cheer Put your trust and confidence in the Lord. Remember that the increased oppressions of Pharaoh wera the prelude to the delivtranoe of the Israelites of old. Tbs Almighty arm brought them from under the yoke of oppression, and mads them a great aud powerful people This same I Mvine arm i* still extended for your help and preservation Trust to its protecting power, rather than to the strengt h of your carnal weapons, and rest assured that in I his own Urns the Almighty will deliver you. I Signed on behalf ana by direction of the " Peon sylvania 8cciety for promoting the abolition of iavery, ami f r the relief of fre negtoes unlawfully held iu Iondage, and for improving the condition of the A frlrnti race."' Kkwakd N'rmi.r . P/tsi'l'nr. Joseph LiM>**r, i ? J PlMMOlK Wll.l.MMSoN, t ' "rr''<" r'fI.\l)l'STRI\L EXHIBITION OF Ml. CIRCULAR. Room - ok the Nationat. Ivstiti te, lVastiinqfon, A*i) mUr 7, IS'O. The Kxectitive Committee appointed by the Central Authority of the United States on the London Industrial Exhibition respectfully present the following summary of information on the most important matters requiring the attention of State Committees, and of tho c who intend to become exhihiters: 1. Committees appointed by the Governors of the several St Aes are recognised as the proper judges for selecting articles suitable to be sent to the Exhibition from the United States. a. Articles intended for exhibition will be examined by the Committee of the State or Territory of which they are the products. 3 The State Committees will furnish duplieato certificates of all articles examined and approve.! by thorn, to the Executive Committee at W'aah | mgton, who will give the sanction required by tho Ilritish Commissioners. 4 Articles approved in the manner above prescribed will be forwarded to London free of | charge, from the port of New York, in a national vessel placed by the Navy Department at the disposal of the Central Committee for that purpose; and, at the close of the Inhibition, they will be returned in the same conveyance, to the same place, unless otherwise disposed of. | 5. The Treasury Department will afford, n < far as practicable, through the Revenue Cutter Service, facilitiea for forwarding objects front the different Atlantic ports to New York. ? Should the vessel designated to convey the goods to Londou not be iu readiness to receive ,\i?emon their arrival at New Yqtk?thfy. will be stored at the Navy Yard, and afterwards put on hoard, free of expense to the owners. 7. All goods intended to be forwarded to the Exhibition by the (lovernmeut vessel from New York Vnftuid tie' dcilvcrea nv tnnt place duly marked, and wilh suitable invoices, containing the corresponding marks In addition to other marks, there should be inscribed one ich package, the words " London Exhibit ion " H No article will be received at the Navy Yard after the I-m'Ii dov of J inufirv. ISM n? ih.? vessel will sail coon after that period. 'J. All expenses in London, for c.irtigc, unpicking. arranging for exhibition, and removing of packing cases must be paid by the owners of the goods or their agents. 1(?. Slate Committees are desired to inform the Executive Committee, on or beforo the 1st of December next, what amount of ground and wall space they can creditably till with the products of their respective States.- States from which no information on this point ahall at that time be forwarded will be presumed to require no part of the space allotted to the United States, and it will be distributed to the other States, according to their several requirements. 11. Detailed statements relative to the Exhibition, and to the several classes of objects appropriate thereto, have been furnishod to the several State Committcae, and will bo supplied to thosw who may require more particular information, upon appplication to the Executive Committee. 12. All communications should be a ldrmcd to the Secretary of the Executive Committee. PnTR Kwwcis Ckuirm-m. Jos. C. G. Kkxnkdy, ? Secretary of Executive Committee. X (TRIO! S LETTER. rii 11.anci.i'ima, October 2S, tSf.o. To tht Editor of the iVt.iwai.i ?<4* In your paper of lust week 1 observed a few lines respecting kidnapping, as practiced for a lonir period of years in this land of lihortv. on a statement obtained from a gentleman of Wisconsin, formerly a prosecuting attorney in Chester (erroneously published Ulster) county, Pennsylvania. As the document, or letter, alluded to by that gentleman, msy prove interesting to some of your readers, I send you a copy, taken verbatim from the original found among the papers of the person to whom it was addressed, at the time of his arrest and conviction, for passing, or putting into circulation, in conjunction with o'hers, a variety of counterfeit bank notes. Whether the writer of the letter nnd his partner were engaged in passing of counterfeit money, as well as kidnapping, we are unable to say; but from the confidence with which ho speaks of having "plenty of money," he possibly united, like his ngout, the two honorable occupations in one person. Yet these are the men for whom Congress has been legislating for nearly a year, and as the result of their arduous labors, for which we suppose they are ready to invoke the approbation of the world and the blessing of Heaven, we have the Fum'iic Shu* luv to hand down to posterity as an evidence of the devotion of our ar'itf nt'ii to the cause of liberty and human rights, nnd the progress which they have rnade in developing the " self-evident" truths of our Revolutionary fathers! Yours, lor humanity, M. J. Thomas. Tho following is the letter. Pool.svii.i,k, Montoomkky Co , Mr>., March 21, 1 S.'i I. Pa/tit Sir : 1 arrived home in Hafety with Louisa, John having been rescued from me out of a twostory window at 12 o'clock at. night, 1 offered a rewaru 01 nny uott irs, una nave In in here tare in jail. The persona who took him brought him to Fredericktown jail. I wish you to write to no person in this Ntnte hut myself. Kephart and myself ure determine') to gi the whole hog for any negro you can find, mid you must giro inn (lie earliest information, as soon as you do find nny. Enclosed you will receive a handbill, and I cin make a good b trg.iin, If you cm find them. I will, in all caseH, as soon ns a negro runs oft', . send you n handbill immediately, so that you may he 011 the lookout. I'lcase tell lite constable to go on with the sale of John's property ; and when the money is made, I will send on an order to you for it. Please attend to this for roe; likewise write to me, and inform mo of any negro you think has run away?no mutter where you thiuk ho has come from, nor how fur?and I will fry and find out his master. Let inn know where you think he is from, with all particular marks, and if 1 don't find his master, Joi't d-ndf Write to me about the crooked-fingered negro, and let mo know which hand and which finger, color, fcc ; likewise any mark the fellow has who says he got. away from the negro buyer, with his height and color, or nny other you think has run off Give my respects to your purin' r, nnd be sure to write to no person hut my self. If any person wr ites to you, you can inform m? of it, and I will try to buy from them. I think we can make money, if wo do business together, for 1 have plenty of money if you on lind plenty of negroes. Let me know if Daniel is still where he was, and if you Lave henrd anything of Francis since 1 left you. Accept for yourself rov rrgird and esteem. ID.oh n B. Caki.i.ry. John V. Sound' r*. I' rotn th< IVmiMtilar hreeiniui. LUDICROUS. A young it intrant preacher, in the constant habit of declaiming a great deal about the creation, and especially about the find getting up of m in. whenever he wikhel In disiil.iv his native ?lo<|tirnoo to good udviutage, was one day holding forth to a mi ltd coi/greg.ition in u country schoolhouse I'eooming wurm and enthusiastic as bo proceeded, it wan not long beforo he reached his favorite theme, and started ctl in something like the following style "And when the world was crested, and the beasts of the field, an i fowls of the air, sod pronounoed very good, Clod s.iid,1 Let in mske man ' Aod he formed man after his own likeness, suil declared biiu the noblest of all the work of hie hands. And be made wouuu also, and tashioued her in the exact image of w?n, with a little variation." uTbouk the Lord for tho variation !" shouted an old sinner, who sat over in the atueu oorner of the room, at this interesting juncture of the discourse. The effect was perfectly ludicrous and irresistible. The preacher dropped the subject where bo was interrupted, and was never heard to allude to it during a >ubM<|uent ministry of forty years. A