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YOUNG MEN'S DEPARTMENT.

For the Poughkeepsie Casket. THE ANTICIPATIONS OF YOUTH PRODUCTIVE OF USEFULNESS AND HAPPINESS IN FUTURE LIFE.

How swiftly are the moments of our existence passing away! How rapidly are we borne across the threshhold of time down to the grave! Our infancy passes in almost unconscious slumbers; our youth is as the day dreams of the morning; and ere we are prepared, and before we are aware, we stand forth upon the arena of life, destined to act the part allotted to us by our Creator. A mystery which is impenetrable to the most sagacious eye, and which no human ken can scan, envelopes us upon every handas much so in the wonders by which we are surrounded as in that of our own existence. Though the light of science has dawned upon our minds, and the sacred page of inspiration has illumined the dark caverns of our souls, yet we must bow down in resignation to our end, and acknowledge our ignorance of HIM whose 'ways are not as our ways, and whose thoughts are above our thoughts. We are placed upon a

point of time, between the past and the future; but we cannot remain stationary. While we contemplate the past, and learn from experience and observation the lessons which the retrospect affords us, we are hurried along on the future with fearful celerity.

How many have been carried unresistingly away to the land of spirits since the sun first beamed upon our world! What changes, what revolutions have taken place among the children of men! Instability is engraven upon every thing earthly; the wisdom of the past teaches' what shadows we are, what shadows

we pursue.'

Could we but view with inspiration's pen the by-gone ages of time, and with the magic wand of memory call up the scenes and incidents which are passed, how many cares in the perspective bosom should we see weighing down with sorrow the enegies of nature! How would the fibres of the soul tremble, could they he touched anew at the scenes through which she has passed! How many would perspectively stand around the death-bed of their dearest friends, and catch the stifled accents of expiring nature! How often we should stand beside the bier, and mingle in the mute and pale precession! What tears-what anguish-what bitter, deep and poignant feelings have pierced the bosoms of many at the separation of friends forever! We need no monitor to remind us that Death with his sad and sable train has been among us, and torn his victims from the very heart of society. The 'king of terrors' has exultingly feasted upon the bloom and activity of youth, as well as on the aged and decrepit. The towering flights of genius he has triumphed over with malignant scorn, laying its possessor low by his cold arm; and the conquering arm and ardent spirit of the warrior he has palsied and stilled forever. How have the proud and the humble, the powerful and the impotent, been gathered promiscuously to their long and silent home, and their remains deposited in the crumbling urn, there to await the 'trump which time and nature ends.'

How truly might Death exclaim:
'Earth has hosts; but I can show

Many a million for her one :
Through my gates the mortal flow
Has for countless years rolled on:
Bick from the tomb
No step has come :
There fixed, till the last thunderer's sound
Shall bid my prisoners be unbound.'

'What will be our condition hereafter, when the period which must terminate our existence here shall have passed-when all our hopes and lofty aspirations shall be laid in the dust, and our ceaseless striving and thirsting after the riches and honors of this world shall be ended? 'Tis natural for us to scan the wisdom of the Omnipotent, and desire to lift the veil which hides the future from us. A longing after the knowledge of things which lie beyond-an anxious solicitude-is common to us all; hence necro

cles of the ancients were consulted; but in vain. 'Tis wisdom that the future is hid from

We look around us in vain for many of the cheerful and smiling countenances of the com. panions of our youthful days, who started with us in life's morning, gay and blooming as the mancy and the priests that officiated at the ora. rose-bud, and with hopes and anticipations as bright and joyous as our own: perhaps with the pencil of fancy they sketched the future, and it appeared to their excited imaginations brighter than the rainbow.

But alas! who that has lived a score of years has not felt that the day-dreams of the imma. ture judgment of boyhood are colored too highly. Years roll on almost imperceptively, and the ardent hopes and the cheering anticipations of the young are not realized; they prove illusory. Who has not seen the carnation fade upon beauty's cheek, and the lustre of the peerless eye pale and wither. Experience and observation,

as we advance in life, teach that the world is cold and unfeeling; that even friendship will not subsist longer than interest cements and binds together. One unkind word, perhaps inadvertently uttered, will sever some from us around whom our strongest and purest affections were entwined, and will break the tenderest and most hallowed ties upon earth. Many have parted, and have felt a tumult of contending feelings, and bitter anguish, as they pronounced in faltering accents the sad Farewell.'

There are

The morning of life-passed in anticipations of a glorious future is interspersed with innumerable 'sunny spots,' which shine upon our sombrous path through life like so many oasises to a weary traveller who is passing through a dreary and unproductive desert. moments of our existence which are treasured deep in memory's cell, which serve as talismans to beguile our 'dark hours,' and often preserve us from despair by awakening nobler thoughts and creating within us more exalted feelings than those which before occupied the mindimperceptibly directing our feet in the paths of virtue and rectitude; and by the excitement produced by this exchange of thoughts and feelings, new and holier motives are wrought within us, such as are necessary to our usefulness and happiness in this world, and our salvation in that which is to come. Though the shafts of envy and malice may be directed with unerring aim, and for a while discompose the peace and disturb the happiness of our minds, yet the consciousness of manly effort in performing our duty aright soon dissipates the gloom, and we can look down with mingled scorn and pity upon the conduct of those who foolishly and wick. edly attempt to injure us.

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has the will to equal his Creator, but, poor How rash and how impotent is man! He morta!, he has not the power. Give him the weak and unwise are we then, to desire that power, and he would make himself a god. How How would we tremble, could we behold at our which must to the living remain sealed forever! bodies 'return to dust and the spirit to God who will the scenes which will take place after our gave it! Pale fear would sit upon the counte would tremble as the aspen leaf. We might nauces of those who work wickedness; they there read the number of the days we are yet

to remain upon this earth, and the moment we are to be laid with the slumbering millions of the land would see their diadems crumble from past ages! The proud potentates and nobles of their brows-their sceptres be swayed by their exile, or their bodies clothed in the habiliments successors, and themselves driven into lonely of the grave. He who to-day revels in luxury and riots upon his ill-gotten gains, by the prompt. ing of avarice extorted from his fellow men, bond,' a wanderer fleeing his country to avoid may on the morrow be 'a fugitive and a vaga. the punishment his crimes might cause to be

exhorting young men, in the words of David, inflicted. I will conclude these remarks by "the man after God's own heart,' the 'Keep inno. cency and take heed unto the thing that is right, for that shall bring a man peace at the last.' La Grange, April, 1840.

B. F. D.

For the Poughkeepsie Casket. TRANSPOSITION.

MORN BY MRS. J. L. GRAY, EASTON, PA.

Morning should be sacred. It is the time to wake-unclose the eyelids, spring the arms of sleep and break the fetters of repose,-walk a broad in the dewy dawn and hold sweet fellow. ship with God. It is the time to pray—how meet and lovely to send up to the mercy seat our ear. liest thoughts as ambassadors to claim for us a blessing in the name of our Master. It is the time to sing-how charming to hear the mingling notes of nature, and join our voices with that swelling anthem to raise the soul's fresh ms. tin song of praise. It is the time to sow the seeds of Heavenly truth,-while balmy breezes blow softly upon the youthful soil, and look to God with confidence for rain and sunshine. It is the

Whose bosom does not swell with strange and time to love,--the young affections fondly rove as kindling feelings, as he contemplates the scenes the tendrils of the vine, and seek a place to entwine themselves; let them embrace the Saviour which futurity will disclose to his view! When we reflect on the shortness of time and the rapid--when the skies are clear and blue we should and find a resting place. It is the time to shine ity with which it bears us onward, our minds in- reflect the rays of the divine image like the dewstinctively leap into the future, and with tremb- drops of the morning, and, be early bright like ling apprehensions we inwardly ask ourselves, the stars which melt away in light. It is the

closes the vault. Over the gate of the enclosure
is inscribed,

time to weep over our mis-spent hours; a las !||W,; but the place is by no means as romantic as improving their judgment by experience and how often, regardless of the calls of peaceful the spot where they were first entombed. A observation. They keep their minds ever aslumber, have we pursued the mad career of folly brick wall about 12 feet high and 20 square en-wake, and active, and on the alert; gathering leaving the strait and narrow road, to wander instruction from every occurrence, watching for favorable opportunities, and seeking if pos from our guardian Maker. sible, to turn even their failures and mischances to their advantage. Such persons will rarely have occasion to say, "I have lost a day," or "to weep o'er hours that flew More idly than the summer wind." They will make every event the occasion of improvement, and will find

"Here lie the remains of
Gen'l. GEORGE WASHINGTON."
Over the gate of the vault is,

While our thoughts are free and fresh the morning is also the time to think of our life as just balanced on the brink of a dark eternity, and ask our souls if they are fit to stand before the "Washington's Family Vault." judgment seat. It is the time to die,-to fade aWhen they were removed from the old vault, it way like the stars in the sky just at the dawn of was intended to have them put in this new one, day, but lost in light far more brilliant than ever but I believe it was not large enough to receive merged the morning star. And it is the time to them. At any rate they both now lay within tise-the morning of the resurrection, springing the enclosure, but outside the vault, each in a up to the glorious skies borne on new found pin-marble sarcophagus about 4 feet apart, unprotecions in rapture to meet a Saviour's divine smile. ted from the weather except by coarse and bro. ken planks, and these not well fastened together. Pieces of boards, sticks of wood, and rubbish of This morning at nine o'clock I went on board various sorts lay scattered about within these the steamboat for Alexandria, which, as you sacred precinets, which, as an American, made know, is about five miles from this place.-me feel indignant, that the grave of the Father There I took a carriage for Mount Vernon, of my country should present such a spectacle. which is about nine miles still further down the In its present neglected condition it is a National disgrace.

river.

MOUNT VERNON.

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The mansion stands perhaps 150 yards from After riding over a rough road for five or six miles, we entered the forests surrounding Mount the water and is elevated above it, I should Vernon, and which form part of the Washington ||judge 200 feet. It commands a fine view of estate. Here our path ascended through the the Potomac. The house is built of wood, two woods for a mile or so, and came to a gate on stories high, with six square wooden columns each side of which was a lodge built of brick. in front running up to the roof. It too, has the From one of these there came out a black wo-appearance of dilapidation and decay. man and opened the gate for us to pass in.-were shown into four rooms, besides a hall, From here we went into a ravine where the now very plainly furnished. The North room, road became nearly impassable with a carriage.much the largest, was better furnished than the Winding up the hill toward the north brought rest; the fire place particularly is handsomely us to the gate of the court yard, Here sat a executed. After this I went into the garden, very old black woman who attended the gate.- which I am told, was once a fine affair. In. She said she was a slave and formerly belonged deed I should infer as much from what now reto Judge Washington. Her appearance remind-mains. The gardener told me, that he came ed me of an Egyptian mummy, being, as she there two months after Mrs. Washington died, said, eighty years old. However she had not and had been there ever since. He also informed lost her taste for tobacco, as she begged some me that the Green House, now in ruins was from me as I went in. Scattered around the burnt the same night of the great fire in New house are six or eight small tenements for slaves York, i. e. Dec. 16, 1835. As nothing further and other domestic purposes. Nor did I fail to remained to be seen, I left Mount Vernon about notice the confused appearance which present-2, and arrived in Washington about 5. ed itself; ploughs, harrows, broken carts, gates off the hinges, fences falling to decay, the bushes untrimmed and the weeds growing up unmolested.

Journal Commerce.

OVERLOOK NOTHING.

The celebrated Talleyrand is said to have ad. opted in early life the above sentiment as his deAs I came to the mansion a black fellow was vice, and to have strictly adhered to it throughlounging out the window, and as he did not ap-out the whole course of his long and eventful pear to stir for the door, I told him to deliver my message to Mrs. Washington, the present proprietor, who I understand is a widow, and a niece of the late Judge Washington. While the servant had gone to present my request to be permitted to see the apartments of the house, I strolled down to the grave to see the Tomb, which I should judge was about 150 yards from the house, to the South.

You will doubtless recollect that within a year or two the remains of both Washington and his wife have been removed from the tomb where they were first deposited, to a new one farther from the river. This new tomb one of the servants told me was begun by Mrs. Washington soon after the death of her husband, but as she died 21st May, 1801, about eighteen months after her husband, nothing further was done to it until about five years ago. It is situated on the side of the hill, falling gently off towards the S.

-“books in the running brook,

Sermons in stones, and good in everything."
To the attentive observer, even nature itself

will appear a vast scroll written all over by the
finger of God, with instructive though some-
times mysterious characters; while to the care-
less it will seem at best but a blank, or perhaps
a scene of confusion, "without form or comeli.
ness," possessing little to excite curiosity or ad-

miration.

To the young especially would we recommend habits of close and careful observation. We would say to them "OVERLOOK NOTHING." Do to turn the leisure time you may have, the monot despise the day of small things. Endeavor ney you may earn or inherit, the privileges you may enjoy, in short, everything, to the best account. Take care of the minutes and cents, and the hours and dollars will take care of themselves. He who learns to regard his leisure moments as valueless, and habitually squanders for trifles the small sums of money he may have because they are small, will never learn, nor possess a competence. The secret of success is to

be careful of little things.

From the Traditions of the Jews. The monarch had spread his power to the remotest parts of the known world. The Queen of Sheba, attracted by the splendor of his reputation, visited this poetical king at his own court; there, one day, to exercise the ingenuity of the monarch, she presented herself at the foot of the throne-in each hand she held a wreath, the one of artificial, the other of natural flowers. Art, in the labor of the mimetic wreath, had ex. quisitely emulated the lively hues of nature; so that at the distance it was held by the queen for the inspection of the king, it was deemed im. possible for him to decide, as her question imported, which was the production of nature, and The sagacious Solopublic career. And surely no man whose name which the work of art. history has given has more fully and strikingly mon seemed perplexed; yet to be vanquished, than himself verified the remark of another of though in a trifle, by a trifling woman, irritated his distinguished countrymen, "that there is no his pride. The son of David, he who had writ. mischance which a clever man may not turn to ten on the vegetable productions "from the cehis own advantage. Talleyrand always kept dar to the hyssop," to acknowledge himself outhis eyes open, turned everything to the best ac-witted by a woman with shreds of paper and counts, and contrived with singular sagacity and glazed paintings! The honor of the monarch's success to make every breeze waft him onward, reputation for divine sagacity seemed diminishand every event, however untoward, contribute ed, and the whole Jewish court looked solemn and melancholy. At length an expedient preto his advancement. And we cannot help thinking that the posses-sented itself to the king; and it must be confes. sion or want of accurate observation-a fixed sed, worthy the naturalist. Observing a cluster purpose to "overlook nothing" perseveringly of bees hovering about a window, he command. adhered to-occasion not a few of the great ed that it should be opened; it was opened; the differences which we notice between different in- bees rushed into the court, and alighted imme. dividuals. Some men seem to go through the diately on one of the wreaths, while not a single world with their eyes shut-others keep their one fixed on the other. The baffled queen had eyes open. The latter at every step are adding one more reason to be astonished at the wisto their stock of knowledge, and correcting and "dom of Solomon.

THE CASKET.

B. J. LOSSING, EDITOR.

POUGHKEEPSIE, SATURDAY, APRIL 4, 1840,

With this number closes the THIRD VOLUME of the Casket, and also our connexion with it. Hereafter it will be in other hands; and we hope our successors will meet with better encouragement from the public than has been extended to us. We commenced it as an experiment, yet fully believing that such a periodical properly conducted would find ample support, even in our own county, without going beyond its limits for subscribers. We pledged ourselves to make its value fully equivalent to its exceedingly low price, and we feel confident that no one will charge us with a nonfulfilment of our agreement. We had reason to believe that this, being the only publication of the kind in this vicinity, would be sustained by a commendable pride, which all should feel in aiding laudable interpri. ses among themselves. But in these speculations we have been disappointed; and for three years we have given our labor and capital in the publication of a work which has barely paid expenses. We are not quite public spirited enough to continue it longer on these terms, and therefore we resign it into the hands of those who may make it worthier of support.

To those of our friends whose names appear on our subscription list with paid attached, we tender our thanks for their substantial evidence of a willingness to aid in our enterprise; and we assure them that our successors, MessIS. SELKREG & WIGGINS, will make the future numbers of the Casket quite as inviting as any of those of the past volumes; and will, by their undivided attention to its interests, make it every way worthy of a liberal support. We hope that those who are not already subscribers, and who feel an interest in the support of local enterprises, will become so. Hudson, numbering about the same in population with Poughkeepsie, can boast of two well conducted periodicals of this kind, both well supported: and surely our citizens cannot be willing to yield to the Hudsonians superior taste and public spirit. But the sequel will

show.

To our correspondents who have lent their talents in giving richness and variety to the pages of our periodical, we also tender our thanks, and bespeak for the future publishers the same libhral aid. With our war. mest wishes for the future prosperity of the Casket, we now resign our charge into the hands of Messis. SELKREG & WIGGINS, and proffer to our subscribers and correspondents a final farewell.

We have a few (and but a few) names upon our subscription list, whose owners are delinquents. We respectfully request them to settle up immediately, not because we are in great want of money, but because it is just. A great many printers and other foolish men, when they ask for their just dues, plead poverty as an excuse for 'taking the liberty.' Now this is all nonsense. Let a rich man tell his debtor that he wants the money he owes him, and it will be paid at once; but when the really poor man pleads his poverty and his wants, the debtor will put him off till he starves. No, no. We wish it to be distinctly understood that we are as rich as Croesus, and getting richer every day, (not by publishing the Casket,) and the only reason why we ask delinquents to fork up is, because it subserves the interests of the public by preserving its morals! Is'nt that public spirit?

'AND THERE WERE GIANTS IN THOSE DAYS.'This was said of a period long since buried in the tomb of hoary antiquity; but we can now say, 'There are giants in these days.' Monsieur BIHIN of Belgium, who arrived in New-York by the Great Western a short time since, is eight feet seven inches in height, and well proportioned. His strength is said to be equal to his size. For a fortnight he was engagad at the Bowery Theatre, in a play got up expressly for him, in which he figured as the 'Giant of Palestine,' at the head of a Saracen army, opposed to a body of Crusaders. The spectacle is said to have been a splendid Hereafter the giant will be at Peale's Museum,

one.

BRAGGING.-It takes us Yankees to outbrag all creation. A jockey at a late race in England, asked a Yankee if we had such swift horses in this country. 'Swift!' said Jonathan; 'why I guess we have-I seen a horse at Baltimore on a sunshiney day start even with his own shadow, and beat it a quarter of a mile at the first heat !'

An excellent article relative to the marriage of the Queen of England, prepared by the editor for this No., has been mislaid; thus the 'hussy' escapes a reprimand for her extravagance.

THE POUGHKEEPSIE CASKET,

VOLUME FOURTH.

The undersigned having become proprietors of THE POUGHKEEPSIE CASKET, feel happy to announce the inber of which will be issued on Saturday, the eighteenth tended publication of the Fourth Volume, the first numday of April next.

The publishers are well assured that this periodical, if conducted with propriety, will meet with the cordial approbation and support of that part of the community fond of Polite Literature and Miscellaneous Reading-to subserve this purpose will be the constant object of our attention and supervision; and in the conduct of the forthcoming volume, we shall spare no labor or expense to make it at least equal to its predecessors. We earnestly hope, therefore, that the support which our sheet may receive from the public will be liberal, and that our friends will take an interest in its circulation and usefulness, and aid, by their influence in increasing our subscription list, our efforts to make it more valua ble and attractive.

HARD TIMES.-These have become 'household words' in almost every family; and yet, positively, we have never seen so much extravagance in dress and other offerings to Fashion, as at the present. There was a time when a plain and useful garment was con sidered quite commendable; but now the richest materials and the most gorgeous and expensive mode are the characteristics of dress, especially of females. Silks, satins, French muslins and Mouselin de Laines are common articles, and will ere long become the habit of the kitchen. The Emperor Aurelian refused to buy The general arrangement and object of the Fourth his wife a silk dress, because of its price and luxurions Volume, will be similar to the preceding three. We in. character. But what husband now dare refuse his tend, however, that the literary matter shall wear a more wife such a reasonable demand upon his purse? Eigh-pages of the last volume. It will be devoted to Litera modern livery than that which has covered most of the teen yards of silk at a dollar a yard is a mere trifle for a dress in these 'hard times.' Well, the women, dear creatures, will have their own way; and it is far better to yield to their wishes than to lose their angelic smiles. We must smoke fewer cigars and drink less champaign, play billiards less and work more; and the women must dress less expensively, and cook more victuals than they eat, before times will be less hard.

RELICS. It is stated as a fact, that in the old castle of the ancient Dukes of Cobourg, are the inkstand, seat and writing table of Martin Luther, and a portrait of the great reformer by Lucas Cranach. This castle is the place where the Elector of Saxony hid Luther after the Papal bull was issued.

ture, Science and the Fine Arts; Historical and Biographical Sketches, Moral and Humorous Tales; Essays, Poetry, Anecdotes and Miscellaneous Reading.

The CASKET will be published every other Saturday, at the office of the Poughkeepsie Telegraph, Main-st., at ONE DOLLAR per annum, payable in all cases in advance. No subscriptions received for a less period than one year Any person who will remit us Five Dollars, shall receive Six Copies.

paid.
All Letters addressed to the publishers must be post-
SELKREG & WIGGINS, Publishers.
Poughkeepsie, March, 1840,

The publishers of the Fourth Volume will send their first No. to all the present subscribers as usual by post office, post riders, &c. and respectfully solicit that they will continue, and use their exertions to in. Juce others to subscribe.

For the Gasket

ENIGMA. Enigma by 'A. J. K.' which appeared in the last Mr. Editor: I send you the solution of the

No. of the Casket. I think that 'A. J. K.' will find by looking over his Enigma in the thirteenth line, that the last figure should have been 5; and in the sixth line from the bottom, the figures should have been 12 5 8 15 9, to express what he intended; which errors I have corrected in the following solution.

1 148 16, King; a man not reigning in repub. lican governments.

14 3 48 5 12 13, Illness; what all the human race are subject to.

3 11 11 8, Loon; an aquatic bird.

4 11 15 9 11 8, London; one of the cities of Europe.

5 14 12 5 3, Eisel; a kind of acid. 658 15 5 13 14, Yennesi; a town in Siberia. ments with acids. 7 10 17 4 14, Alkali; a substance which fer

15 11 13 5, Nose; a part of the face.

9 11 15, Don; a Spanish title for a gentleman. 4 11 13 12 2 8 16, Lossing; the name of a well known wood engraver.

11 8 2 11 15, Onion; an odoriferous plant. 12 5 8 15 9, Senna; a medicinal plant. 13 10 7 14 5, Slaie; a weaver's reed. 2119 14 85, Iodine; a mineral substance. 8 14 10 5, Nile; a celebrated river in Africa. 16 11 995 13 12, Goddess; a female divinity. KILLEY AND LOSSING, a well known firm in our village, (Poughkeepsie.) G. L. A, Leedsville, N. Y.

THE KNOT.

MARRIED,

On the 26th inst., by the Rev. C W. Carpenter, Mr, ADRIAN HEGEMAN, of Kingston, N. Y., to Miss JANE VANDERBURGH, of this village.

On the 26th inst., by the Hon. Mr. Hathaway, of New Paltz, Mr. JONATHAN BEARDSLEE, of Poughkeepsie, to Miss LAURA H. COUTANT, daughter of Gabriel Coutant, Esq., of the former place.

In this village, on the evening of the 26th inst., by the Rev. A. Underwood, Mr. GEORGE K. LAWRENCE, to Mise HULDAH H., youngest daughter of the Rev. F. Tuckerman, both of Poughkeepsie.

On Tuesday evening, March 17th, by the Rev. R. Wallace, Mr. WILLIAM M. HILL, of Poughkeepsie, to Miss JANE ARNOUT, of Little Brittain, Orange county. Goertner, HENRY RIFENBURGH, of Ghent, Columbia co, At Rhinefleck on the 19th inst., by the Rev. Ñ. W. Esq., of the former place. to Miss LOUISA, youngest daughter of John P. Traver,

On the 20th inst., by the Rev. Philip Roberts, Jun, city, to Miss MARY ANN WINCHIP, of Hyde Park. of Pleasant Valley, Mr. JOHN SCHAUMBURGH of New York

On the 16th instant, by Martin W. Collins, Esq, RICHARD S. DOWNING, Esq., to Miss ANN BROWN, all of La Grange.

THE KNELL.

DIED,

At Matteawan, Fishkill Landing, on the 20th of March, WILLIAM, Son of William A. and Nancy Browning, aged 3 years and 5 months.

At Jacob Willett's, in Washington, TIMOTHY B. FERRIS, son of John Ferris, of Milan, after an illness of 44 hours.

21st year of her age. In this village, on Thursday, the 26th inst., of consumption, ANN BELINDA, consort of Adolph M. Fitchett, in the

In La Grange, on the 13th ult., ALFRED M., infant son of Aaron and Elvira Burtis, aged 14 months and 21 days. His clothes took fire the day before, and he was so badly burned as to survive but a few hours.

ness, CANDACE JERAULD, eldest daughter of George and At Rhinebeck, Feb. 10th, after a short but painful illSusan Champlin, aged 11 years and 2 months.

Nipt by the winds' untimely blast,
Parch'd by the sun's directer ray,
The momentary glories waste,
The short-lived beauties die away.
So blooms the human face divine,
When youth its pride of beauty shows,
Fairer than spring the colors shine,
And sweeter than the virgin rosé.
Or worn by slowly rolling years,
Or broke by sickness in a day,
The fading glory disappears,
The short-lived beauties die away.

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