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.4 "tDI LIBERTA9, IBl p ATRIA.'' Cicero VVher liberty dwells, there is my Country." t lift " BY MITCHENER & MATHEWS. NEW PHILADELPHIA, OHIO., THURSDAY EVENING, JULY I, 1841. VOL. 2 ISO- 24. WHOLE NO- 10. THE OHIO A iv .'," r fP 1 v . ..1 2 ... POETRY. From the New York American; The following random rhyme written in pencil on the back oft letter probably by tome iteanihoat passenger, wait ing for the night boat were picked up in the baggage houte of the Wettpoint building, and for want of i better deilgna Hon are committed to the New York American under the ti tle of - WEST POINT BY IftOONXiICS ZXT.1 I'm not romantic, but upon my word There are some moments when one can't help feeling As if his heart's chords were so strangely stirred By things around him, that 'tis vain concealing A little musle in his soul still lingers, Whene'er its keys aro touched by Nature's fingers. And even here, upon this settee lying, With many a sleepy traveller near me snoozing. Thoughts warm and wit are through "my bosom flying. Like founts when llret Into iliosuosbine coiing; For who can look on mountain, sky, and river, Like these, and then be cold and calm as ever? Bright Dian, who Camniilla-like, dost skim yon Azure fields Thou who once earthward bending Didst loos the virgin zone to young Endymion On dewy Latinos to bis arms descending Thou whom the world of old on every shore. Emblem of the sex, TatroRMis die adore Tell me where'er thy silver barque is steering, By bright Italian or soft Persian lands, Or o'er those Island studded seas careering, Whose pearl-charged waves dissolve on coral strands Tell me if thou visltest, thou heavenly rover, A lovelier spot than this the wide world overt - Doth AcholouB or A raxes flowing Twin-born from Pindus, but ne'er meeting brothers Doth Tagus' o'er his golden pavement glowing, Or cradle-frighted Ganges, the reproach of mothers The storied Rhine, or far-famed Guadalqulver, Match they in beauty my own glorious river? What though ho turret gray or ivied column, . Along these cliffs their sombre ruins rear? What though no frowning tower or temple solemn, Of despots tell and superstition here What though that niouldrng fort's fast crumbling walls Did ne'er enclose a baron's bannered balls Its sinking arches once gave back at proud An echo to the war blown clarion's peal As gallant hearts lis battlements did crowd As ever beat beneath a vest of steel, When herald's 'trump on knighthood's haughtiest day Called forth chlvalrlc host to battle fray. For here amidst these woods did he keep court, Before whose mighty soul the common crowd Of heroes who alone for Fame have fought, Are llko the Patriarch's sheaves la Ileav'u's chos'n bowed He who his country's eagle taught to soar And set those start which shine o'er eveiy shore. And sights and sounds at which the world have wondered Within these wild ravines have bad their birth Young Freedom's cannon tram these 4hundtcd And sent their starting e hoes o'er the earth; And not a verdant glade or mountain hoary, But treasures up within the wonderous story. 1 Aiid yet not rich in high-soulcd memories only, In every moon-touched headland round me gleaming, Each cavernous glen and leafy valley lonely, And silver torrent o'er the bald rock streaming: But such soft fancies here may breathe around, as mako Vauclns and aureus hallowed ground WhereTteli me where, pale Watcher of the Night Thou that to love so oft lias lent lis soul, Kince the lorn Lesbian languished 'neath thy light, Or fiery Montague to his Juliet stole Where dost thou find a filter place on enrth, To nurso young love in lienrU like theirs to biilhJ But now bright Tori of the skies descending. Thy pearly car hangs o'er yon mountain's crest. While Night more hearty now each tiep attending, as if to hide thy envied phice of rest, .Closes at last thy very couch taide, a maiden curtaining a virgin bride. Farewell I Though tears on every leaf nro starting, While through the shado vy bough's thy glances quiver, as of the good when Henven ward nonce departing, Shines thy last smile upon the placid river. So could I fling o'er glory's tide one ray Would I too steal from this thick world away. MISCELLANEOUS. SISTER'S L.OVE AND COURAGE. BY MltS, JAHISON, My horoine truly ami in ovary sense dons she de serve the name- was tlio daughter of a rich brewer and wine-merchant of Duexronts. She waa one of five ehildreu, two much older and two much younger than herself. Hor oldest brother was called H'inri: ho had early displayed such uncommon talents, and such ade cidod inclination for iludy, that his father was dotermin d to give him all the advantagos of a loarnod education and sent him to the university of Elangau, in Bavaria, whence lie returned to his family, with the highest testimonies of his talents and good conduct. His falli6r now destined him lor the clerical profession, with which his own wishes accorded. His sister fondly dwelt upon his praises, and described him, perhaps with alt a sister's partiality, as being not only the -pride f his family, but of all his follow citizens, "tall, and fcandsome, and good," of a most benevolent, enthusias. tic tempi and devotod to his studies. When ha had been at home for some time, he attracted the notice of one of the princes in the north ofGeimany, with whom tlm irovoll. 1 tiHlinve in the caDacitv of secretary. The name of the prince, und die particular of this part of . " - A . .. Al. I L. his lire, has escaped me; but it appeared tnai, uirougn be recommendation of this powerful patron, he became protestor ofthqrjlogy in a university of Cpurjand, I Hunk at.Riga, or somewhere near it, Tor me same oi . I - - - . , , . :n I. a. navr.tivJL. wis ciij wm- aununuBity recurring mi ., Henri was at this time about eight and twenty. ' ' '! While bore, it was his fate to full passionately in love with a rich Jewess. Hit religious zeal mingtod .with his love be was as anxious lo convert his mistress as to possess her -and, in fact, the first was necessary preliminary to the second. The consequence were all in the uhAtl sty' of such rattlers. The rolalions disf covered the correspondence, and the young Jewess wai fotbiddsn to ea pr to apeak to her lover, , They met in secret. What argument he might use to, convert this modern Jesir.a, I know not, but they prevailed. She declared herself convinced, and consented to fly with him beyond the frontiers, into Silesia, to be baptized, and to bocome hia wife. ' '',.. . Apparently their plans were hot well arranged, or were betrayed; for thoy were pursued by her relations and the police, and overtaken before they reached the frontiers. The young man was seemed of carrying off his Jewish love by force: and this, I believe, at Riga, where the Jews are protected, is a capital crime. The affair was brought before the tribunal and the accused defended himself by declaring that the girl had fled With her own free will; that she was a christian and his be- , trothod bride, as they had exchanged rings, or had gone through tome similar ccremonj . 1 he rather W denied this on the part of his daughter, and Henri desn red to be confronted with the lady who was thus said to have turned hi accuser. Her family made many difficulties, but y the order of the judge she was obli ged to appear. She was brought into a court of justice, pale, trembling and supported by her father and others of her kindred. The judge demanded whether it wa by her own will that she had fled with Henri Ambost She answered in a faint voice, "No." Had then vio" lence been used to carry her off J "Fe." Was she a Christian T "No." Did she regard Honri as her af fianced husband 1 "No." On Clearing these replies, so different from the truth from all he could have anticipated the unfortunate young man appeared for a few minutes stupified; then as if seized with a sudden phrensy, he made a desperate effort to lush upon the young Jewess. On being pre vented, he drew a knife from his pocket, which he at tempted to plunge into his own bosom, but it was wree ted from him. In the scuffle he was wounded in the hands and face, and the young lady swooned away. The sight of his mistress insensible, and his own blood flowing, restored the lover to his lenses. He became suddenly calm, offered not another word in his own de fence, refused to answer any questions, and was imme diately conveyed to prison. These particulars came to the knowledge of his fam ily after the lapse of many months, but of his subsequent fate thoy could learn nothing. Neither his sentence nor his punishment could be ascertained; and although one of his relations went to Riga, for the purpose ofobtain ing some information, some relreit, be returned with out having effoctou citherof the purpose of his journey. Whether Henri had died of his wounds, or languished in a perpetual dungeon, remained a mystery. Six year thus passed away. His father died: His mother, who persisted in hoping, while all others des paired, lingered on in heart-wearing suspense. At length in the beginning of 1933, a travelling mer chant passed through the city of Deuxponts, and inqui red for tl.e family of Ambos. He informed them that in the preceding year he had seen and spoken to ft man in rag, with a long beard, who was working in fetters withothei criminal, hear the lorlressof Barinska, ip Siberia; who described himself aV Henri Ambos a pa tor of the Lutheran churoh, unjustly con:1e.iuied, and besought him with tears, and the most urgent supplica tions, to convey some tidings of him to his unhappy pa rents, and beseech them to use every means to obtain his liberation. You must imagine for I cannot describe the feel ings which this intelligence excited. A family council was held,and it wasat once determined that application should instantly be made to the police authorities at St Petersburg, lo ascertain beyond a doubt the fate of poo, Henri that a petition in his favor must be presented to theempernr of Russia; hut who was lo present itf The second brother offered himself, hut he hail a wife and two children; the wife protested that she should die i ' her husband lett her, and would not hear of his goin?; besides, he was the only remaining hope of his molhcr's family. The sist.ir then said that she would undertake he journey, and urged that as a woman, she had more chance of success in an affair than her brother. The mother acquiesced. There was, in truth, no alterna tive; and being amfly furnished by the moans, ibis gen erous, affectionate, and strong-minded girl , set off alone on her iongsnd perilous journey. "When my moth er gave me hor blessing," said she, "I made a vow to heaven and my own heart, tl.at I would not return alive without the pardon of my brother. I feaind nothing. I had nothing to live f!r. I had health and strength, and 1 had not a doubt of my own success, because was resolved to succeed; but ahl t'cis mndamcl what a fate was mine! my poor old mnthorl" Here she burst into team, and threw herself back in the carriage; after a few minutes she resumed her narrative. She reached I tie city of Riga without accident. There she collected the necessary document relative to her brother' clmracler and conduct, with all the circum stances ofhU trial, and hid them properly uttnsled. Furnished with theso papers, she proceeded to Peters burg, where she arrived safely in the beginning of June, 1833. She had been furnished wi'll several letters of recommendation, and particularly with one to a Ger man ecclesiastic, of whom she 'poke with the most grateful enthusiasm, hy the title of M. la Pasteur. Ahe met with the utmost difficulty in obtaining from the po lice the official return of her brother's condemnation; jilace ofexile, punishment, etc; but at length, by al most incredible boldness, perseverance, and address, she was in possession of these, and with the assistance of her good friend the pttor, she drew up a petition lo the emperor. With this sho waited on the minister of the intorior, to whom, with great difficulty, and after many applications, the obtained access. He treated her with great harshness, and absolutely refused to deliver the petition, She threw herself on her knees, and ad ded tear to entreaties; but he was inexorable, and said brutally " Your brother was a mauvais sujttt he ought not to be pardoned, and if I were the emporor I would not pardon him." - : She rose from her knees, and itretching her arm to. ward heaven; exolaimed with fervour -"I call heaven to witoesi tbat my brother Was innocenil and I thank heaven that you are not the emporor, for I can still hope' t The minister in a rage, eaid"Do you dare to speak thus td mel - Do you know who I am t.: "Ye," I replied (."you are hi exoellency the , min. ister C ; but what of that t you are a cruel man! hut I put my trust in heaven and the emperor; and then," laid she, "I loft without even a courtesy, though lie fol lowed tat W tho door, speaking very loud and angrily, Her suit being rejected bv all the ministers, (for even those who were most gentle, and who allowed the bard fcbip of the cane, still refused to interfere, or deliver.her petition,) she resolved lo do what sho had been dissua ded from attempting in the first instance to appeal to the emperor in person: but It was vain she lavished money in bribes to the inferior officers; in vain she benet the imperiul suite, nt review?, at the theatre, on the way to the ohurch: invariably beaten back by the guards, or the attendants, she could not penetrate to the emperor's presence. After spending six weeks in daily ineftectu al attempts of this kind, hoping every morning, and al most despairing every evening--thteatened by the po lice, and spurneMy the officials ; Iftovideno raised her up a friend in one of her own so Among some ladies ofrank,who became Interested in her story, and invi ted her to their houses, was a Countess Flise, some thing or other, whoso name I did not write down. One day on seeing her youug protege overwhelmed with grief, and almost in despair, she said, with emotion, "I cannot dare to present your petition myself, I might be sent off to Siberia, or at least banished the court; but all I can do I will. I will lend you my equipage and servant. I will dress you in my robes; you shall drive to the palace the next levee day, and obtain the au dience under my name: when once in the presence of the emperor: you must manage for yourself. It I risk thus much, will you venture the restl" "And what," said I 'was your answer V Old' she replied, 'I could not answer; but I threw myself at her feet, and kissed the hem of her gown I' I asked her whether she had not feared to rink the safety of her generous friend 1 She replied, 'Tha thought did not strike me but what would you have 1 I cast it from me. I was resolved to have sacrificed my own life to obtain it; and heaven forgive me,I though' little ot what it might co: t another.' This plan was goon arranged, and at the time appoin ted my resolute heroine drove up to the palace in a splendid equipage, preceded by a running footman, with three laquais in full dress, mounted behind. She was annonnced as the Countess Elise , who supplica ted a particular audience of his majesty. The doors flew open, and in a few moments she was in the pres ence of the emperor, who advanced one or two steps to meet her, with an air of gallantry, but suddenly started back Here I could not help asking her, whether at that mo ment alio did not feel her heart sink T "No," said she firmly; "on the coi.trary, I foil my heart beat quicker and higher 1 sprang forward and knelt at his feet, exclaiming with clasped hands 'Par don imperial majesty 1 Pardon!' "Who are you t' said the emperor, astonished; 'and what can I do lor you ?' He spoke gently, more gently than any of hia minis ters, and overcome, even by my own hopes, 1 bunt in to a floud of tears, and said, 'May it please your imperial majesty, I am- - not the Countess El'we , I am onlv the lister of the unfor tunate Henri Amluw, who has been condeiiinecron fuise " accusation. O pardonl pardonl Here are the papers: the proofs. O imperial majesty! pardon my peor hrolh erl' 1 held out the petition and tho p ipers, and at the same time prostrate on my knees, I seized the skirt of his embroidered coat, and pressed it to my lips. The emperor said, 'Rise, rise' but I would not rise7 J still held nut my papers, resolved not to rie till he had taken litem. At last the emperor, who seemed much moved, extended one hand towards me, and took tha papers with the other, saving, "Rise, mademoiselle. ! command you to rise.' I ventuied to kiss his hand, and said, with tears, 'I pray of your maje.ty to read that paper.' He said, "I will read it.' I then rose from the ground, and stood watching him while he unfolded the petition and read it. His countenance changed, and hu exc 'aimed once or twice, 'Is it possible! This is dreadful!' When he had (iiiUliud, he folded the paper, and without any obser vation, s lid at once, 'Mademoiselle Ambos, your brothir is pardoned." The words rung in my ears, and I again flung myself at his feet, saying, and yet I scarce knev what I sail!, "Your imperial majesty is a good man upon eaiih; do do you indeed pardon my brother T Your ministers would not suffer ine to approach you; and even yet I foar V He said, 'Fear nothing you have my promise.' He then rais ed me from the ground, and conducted me himself to the door. I tried to thank and bless him, but c nild notj he hold out his hand fur me lo kiss, and then bowed his head as I left the room 'Ach jal the omperor is a good man ein schoner, fuiner, mannf but he does not know how cruel hit mini-tors are, and all the evil they do, and all the jus tice they refuse, in his name!' The excitoment and fatigue produced n sevore at tack of illness under which she was still laboring, when on the fifth day after her interview with Nirhola-, a laquai in the imperial livery came to her lodging with a sealed packet, and the emperor' components to Ma chinoiselle Ambos.' It was the pardon fur her brother. Those mem official animals, who had before spurned her, now pressed upon her with effort of torvice, and even the minister C offered to expedite the pardon himself to Siberia, in Order to save her trouble) but she would not suffer the precious paper out of her hands; she determined to carry ithcrselfito be herself the bearer of glad lidingstshe had resolved that none but horsell' should take oft those fellers, the very description of which had entered her soul: so, having made hor ar rangements a quickly as possible, she set off for Mos oow, where she arrived in three days. According to her description, the town in Siberia, to the Governor of which she carried an official recommendation, was nine thousand versU beyond Moscow; and the fortress to which tha wrelcliod malefactors were oxiled was at a great distance beyond that. I could not well make out the situation of either, and unluckily I had no map with me lut a road map of Germany, and it was evident that my heroine wa no geographer. She told mo that after leaving Monow,she travelled post seven day and even night, only sleeping In the carriage. She then reposed for two day, and then posted on for another, even davs and niehts: alone, and wholly unprotected. I except by her own innocence and enorgy, and a few r- It... .f JatinN whii-li h ft knnn rIu.m ' I.ab' at fit. Petersburg. , At length, in the beginning of August, ahe arrived at the end of her journey, and wa courteously rooeived by the commandant of the fortress. She presentod the par don,. with a hand which trembled with impnlienoe and joy, too great to be restrainod, almost to be borne. The officer looked vary grave, and took, she thought, -very long time to read the paper, which consisted only of six or eight lines. At last he stammered out. "I am sorry; but the Henri Ambos mentioned in Jthiu paperit rfcadl" Poor girl I he fell to the earth. When she reached this part of her tory she burst in to a fresh flood of tears, wrung her bands, and for some time could utter nothing but passionate exclamations of "Ach liebeCottl wa fur ein schrecklich shichal war das meinel I had come thus tar to find not my brother-only a grave I she repealed several times, with an accent of despair. The unfortunate man had died the year before. The fetters in which he worked had cau sed an ulcer in hia leg, which he neglected, and, after some weeks of horrid suffering, death released him. The task-work, for nearly five years, of this accomplish ed, and even learned man in the prime of hi life and mental powers, had been to break stone upon the road, chained hand and foot, and confounded with the lowest malefactors. MH M JUST NOTICE IT. Immoral women are confined to the third tier of tho theatre. Immoral men sit where they please. They whisper "soft nothings" in the ear of virtue; dine at the father' table: marry the Christian's daughter; and dance with tho virtuous wife. What is the remedy ? Turn every libertine out of your houso, and cane him if he addresses your child. A MAN.'Did I evor tell you I was immortal 1' asked a Roman Benator when threatened with death by the Emperor as the wages of disobedience. "My virtue (continued he) is at my own disposal: my life at yours; do what you will; I will do what I ought I and if I fall in the service of my country, I shall have more triumph in my death than you in all your laurels." What a commentary Is this noble sentiment upon the base passion that seeks to deter the freedom of thought and action by the common process of hraggadocia and bullyism I And the supporters of Gag Laws may learn a lesson from it too, if they will only give play to the belter feelings of humnnity.--N. Y. Standard. INDUSTRY AND ENERGY. From Sharp's Letters "There are few difficulties that hold out a gainsl real ailacks, ihey fly like the visible horizon before those who advance. A pas sionate desire and unwearied will can perform impossibilities, or what seem to be such to the cold and the feeble. If we do but go on, some unseen path willopen among. ilie hill. We must not allow ourselves to be discouraged by the apparent diinpropoition beiwem Ihe re sult of finclo effort and the magnitude of 'the obstacle to be encounitred. Nothing good nor great is to be obtained without cour age and industry, but courage and industry must have sunk in dispair, and the world must have remained unoruamrnied and unimproved, if men had not nicely compared the etiect of a single stroke of (he. pyramid to be raised, or or of a single impression of the spade with Ihe' mountain to be levelled, . All exertion, too, is in tUelf delightful, and adive Bmustmentti seldom lire us Uelvetitm own lUet he eould play on an-instrument all day long. Tha chato we know, bBe always been the favorite anitiwe ment of king and nobles. Aot only fame ai.d foriuno, but pleasure is to be earned. EffbriH it rnugt not be forgotten, are aa independable as desires. The globe is not circumnavigated by one wind We should never do nothing. 'It i better to wear out than to rust out,' says Bishop Cumberland. 'There ill be lime e nough fur I epoee in the grave,' said Nicole In PaschI. 'As a young man, you should be mi d ful of the importance of early industry, since in youth habils are easily funned, and there is time lo recover fiom defeats. An Italian son net justly, as well as elegautly, compares pro crasiinaiion lo Ihe folly of a traveller who pur sues a brook till ii widen into a river; and is lot in ihe sea. The toils as well as ruks of an active life are commonly overrated, so much may be done by the diligent use of ordinary opportunities, but they must not always be waited for. We must not only strike the iron while it is hot, but strike it till it is made hot. Ilershel, the great astronomer declares thatSJO or 100 honre, clea' enough for obaerva tiona, cannot be called an unproductive year. The lazy, the dissipated, and the fearful shou'd patiemlv see the active and Ihe bold piss ihem in the course. They must briig down their pretentions to ihe level of their tal ents. Tnoee holinve not energy to work must learn to be humble, and should not vainly hope to unite the incompatible enjoyments of indul gence and enterprise, of ambition and self-indulgence. I trust ihat my young friend will never attempt to reconcile them." FA MILY DI3VOT10 N. It i a beautiful thing to behold a family at their devotions. Who would not he moved by the tear, that trembles in the mother's eye, as she looks to heaven, and pours forth her fer vent supplications, fur the welfare of her chil dienl Who can look with indifference upon the vcnenble fn'her, surrounded, by his fami ly; snili his uncovered locks, kneeling in the presence of Almighty God, and praving for their happiness and poslerityl In whose bos om is not awakened the finest feeling, on be holding a tender child, in (be beauty of iu in nocence, folding its littla hnnd in prayer, and tntploring the invisible, yet eternnl father, to blsss its parents, its brothers and .sisters, and its playmates. "He, who in his heart, silently worships the adorable Creator, enjoys a pleasure that eatlh cannot give; bis spirit leaves this scene of doubt and perplexity, and revels for a moment in the empire of ethereal bliss. 'There are few who do not engage in Pray er. It is not confined to the christian alone; but even the. Savage, who roams along the solitary streams' of India, bumbles himself be fore a superior being. .. Scrafinq Acquaintance. A geenteel look ing coffee bouse lounger wishing to introduce himself to wealthy stranger, .addressed him wiih, 'it appears lo me, sir, that I have before , seen you some", where! Very likely. I have , been there frequently,' replied the other, and turned,' upon bis" heel. Focus. . V ",.;.! y Feom the N. Orleans Picayune. LOVE AND LETTER WRITING. irs t J Y sterdar a most romantic looking young gentleman made bis appearance at the police office an unsealed note which csme "greet ing" from the Recorder politely commanding him to 'be and appear' there at ten o'clock, and answer to the complaint of Mr. Martha Williamsoni and which ended by a hint to 'fail not at his peril,' bringing visions of the cala boose before his excusable imagination wns Ihe immediate rauee of his presenee in tbat particular temple of justice. II is face was o verhung by a confusion ' of coal-black hair, which he wore in ringlelsjhe called them hype rion curls--Br.d hia face was aa pale and pen 6ive as if he were pieparing to set the ghost in a melo'drama. He gazed thfffurh-hie eye glass with an ait of supercilious scorn, and ! '. seemed even to regard the Recorder as soma j, ; , fellow beneath hia dignity. He looked like 1 "V one who breakfasted on love-sonnels, who ' if..? dined on eentiment, supped on serenades, and l': elept on romance. He seemed, in a word j ; ?; " The very ccstacy of love I ii J Wlinsn violent nronertv forbode itself! ?j . And leads the will to desperate undertakings, , As oft as any passions under heaven That docs afflict our natures." . When Mrs, Martha Williamson was called, a woman entering the sere & yellowleaf ot life made her appearence. Though her eyes bad lost some of their pristine brilliancy, their glances were still quick and subtle, and evin ced a distrustful wotrfu'hness oI'hII over which she bad control. She was told by the Recor der to state the complaint she had to make a gainst Tbeophilus Travere and this let us in to the secret of the romantic gentleman's nom enclature. The ol I, or rather th'i more middle aged woman, before Commencing a recital of her wrong, adjusted her gloves and threw back her black veil over her bonnet, leaving the mar gin ol it to hang graceru ly over her forehead, as so much drapery: 'O, sir' said Mrs Wil lintnscn. cnolina her temples with an artificial enrrt nt of air created by the motion of her fan , , 'U sir, I wants to have this here man put ta the penitenliary.' ' Mn the penitentiary!' aaid the Recorder, with surprise; 'why, what has he been doingl' 'Tlieie'e what he haa been ft doing,' said " Mrs. Williamson, drawing a pocket-bouk from her redir.ule and drawing from the pock- ' cl-book some dozen letters fancifully folded, some in diamond sl aps and others in form of a triangle: 'There's what he has been a 6a Ting; writing love letters to my dsughier till he has fairly turned her hono'.' They were addresseoHo Mis - Oh-ttjenmot-- Ularinda l.evtnm Williamson, and were 'sure r enough' love tellers, ns full of rhapsody and ro- niBnee, poetry and blighiod vow, as a balloon f j. ' is full of gas. f - Thn Recorder was proceeding to open these ,,' mi'sives, forged in Cupid's Brsenal and aim . .r id at the heart of (he Burnable and interesting .T I'lemenlha Clarinda "Lavinia . Williamson. ! w hen Theopbilns Travere entered, hia protest 'j against such a proceed ng in these word.-: . j: '1 waise my powteut against any man, even i the Recawdaw of this onowable court, wead- , ing my pwiwat lettaws or pa paws. 'It is neccessary'I should read them,' said the Recorder, 'in order to discover the natnro of your offence. . 'Well then, to save Ihe court IwoLle,' said Theophilus, 'I at once admit ! cm the awthaw of those productions. '1 have, fo' Ihe first time felt (he tendaw passion fo' the admtwablo Miss Williamson, and have made these bweif epwistles the medium of communicating to my soul's idol (ho intensity of my passions.' ' Here is one of the billed deaux, which we ili nk should find a place in the next 'Ready JVfl. 17. St. March, 1841 j "Doubt that the stars are fire; t Doubt lhat the sun doth move; j Dmiht truth to be a liar; . " 1 ' But never doubt I lovel' v Angdicii Clementha Clarinda Lavinia t Fai est of creation's fair! most adorable of -ihy sexl my soul's best idol! will not love, pity t or compassion move you to grant me an in terview? Will (he admonitions of a morose mother prevail over the ardent solicitations of your impassioned lover Can it be that a . soul enshrined in a form so lovey as yours is insensible to ihe influences of the plalonic . passions, and that eyes Deeming with such beauiy will apply no salve to the wound which thev nave, unconsciously, no doubt, made? (, dearest Clementha Clarindi Lavinia! I am being consumed by the wasting fire of love, which your charms have enkindled' in my ko som, and unless you form some scheme of seeing me ere long, you will leave mojike the phaenix in my nest to burn! P. S. I eendjthi by the negro woman, Di nah, who will wait on you this afternoon for ' an answer. . T,T,,- , P. S. 6. Don't let that petrified piece of ,.' mortality, your anxious mother, see this. T. 7V': I'. P. S. S. My name is not signed with red, ; ink, but with my blood my heart's blood. Is f not that a proof of the sacrifice I am prepared to make for your sake. . , i The Recorder having perused this docu ment and the othere which were of a similar ' , ' import, facetiously smiled, and hnformed Mrs. , Williamson that, eo far as' he' could -judge from the letters before him, Mrv Tbepphilus1 . Travere was not guilty of a penitentiary of-' fence, or indeed of any offence at all of which ' the law could take cognizance, unless Writing ' nonsense might be Considered acopitalfTanoo , a supposition which any thing he read ta : the bobka' did not warrant him ia coming to. ( He dieuharged the ease, ond cautioned Th66 1 . . ' - '. '.' "' ' " 4 J " if 4 ! :! ':! n ? r St r - -r" -.'