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EFFECTS OF WAR.

DEPOP'LATE now, the rural village stands :
The aged sire hears not the evening song,
Nor views with joy, the dance upon the green,
The widow'd matron, with her helpless babes,
Meets not her husband, from the toilful
plough,

Nor the lov'd maid, her shepherd from the hill.

No more's o'erturn'd the now deserted glebe,
No more the harvest waves on every field;
Nor joyful reapers taste convivial mirth :
Silent is now, the once delightful scene,
The way lost traveller finds no generous aid,
Nor sees with joy the grateful face of man.
The beasts of prey, roam through the pathless
grass,

And the night raven, from the mouldering hall,

Screams sad and pensive to the midnight air. Such scenes as these have but too often stain'd The boasted arms of Persia, Greece and Rome :

As when proud Xerxes pour'd his millions forth,

To spread destruction o'er illustrious Greece;
Or when the Macedonian hero led,
Across the Hellespont, his barbarous host,
And drench'd with blood the Asiatic plains:
Or when the far fam'd Scipio overthrew
Th' illustrious Hannibal, on Afric's sands,
When he, by means ungen'rous, and unjust,
Triumph'd o'er the already conquer'd foe.
And raz'd ill fated Carthage to the ground,
Or when the same oppressors of the world,
Extended far and wide, their proud domain,
By fraud or force, bound nations in their
chains,

Made kings to tremble on their tottering thrones,

Or meanly bow 'neath their imperious sway.

EMMA.

The dew drop glittering on the spray,
The fairest flowret's graceful forms;
The rose just opening to the day,

All were eclips'd by Emma's charms.
Her face was fair as Alpine snow,

Which lies upon the mountain's breast,
But there the rose had lov'd to grow,
And shed its blushes o'er the rest.
But Oh! within tha lovely form,

There dwelt a heart of matchless worth, Within, kind heaven had placed the charm, Which made perfection here on earth.

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Let others boast of noble birth,
Or think in wealth consists all worth-
Alas! my every wish on earth,

Is centred in my Anna.
Such beauty in her form I find,
Such virtue decks her lovely mind,
The pride, the glory of her kind,

Is sure my lovely Anna.
Bright shines the glorious orb of day,
And bright is Luna's silver ray;
A lustre bright, the stars display:

But far more bright is Anna.
Sweet is the gale that gently blows,
And sweet the blushing damask rose ;
But sweet, Oh! sweeter far than those,
Art thou, my lovely Anna.
Could I a diadem obtain,

The glittering toy I would disdain,
Nor pomp, nor wealth, my heart should
gain,

From thee, my lovely Anna.
For thee I'd scorn a monarch's state,
And think it far a happier fate,
To dwell in some obscure retreat,

With innocence, and Anna.
While lambkins o'er the plains shall rove,
And feather'd songsters haunt the grove,
So long my heart with guiltless love,

Shall burn for thee, my Anna.
And when I'm call'd to endless rest,
May I, expiring on her breast,
To heaven prefer this last request:
Oh! bless my lovely Anna!

EPIGRAM.

Says a beau to a lady, pray name if you can, Of all your acquaintance the handsomest man? The lady replied, if you'd have me speak true, He's the handsomest man that's the most un. like you.

PHILADELPHIA-Published weekly, price Twelve and a half cents per month, payable quarterly in advance, by THOMAS G. CONDIE, jun. No. 22, Carter's alley, opposite Mr. Girard's When, like a brilliant, glittering o'er the Bank-Where a LETTER BOX is placed for lite

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LOUISA HARCOURT.

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gentry. Her personal charms were of THE uncertainty of all human the first rate, and her mental endowprosperity and happiness, as it is but too ments and disposition were equal, if frequently exemplified, so ought it to not superior, to her beauty. Many be incessantly held in mind no one of were the flattering compliments addressour frail race can say "To-morrow shall ed to her by the accomplished youths of be as this day;" but it is at the same time family and fortune who visited at Mr. our duty, when unexpected adversity as- Harcourt's, and even a coronet was sails us, to struggle heroically with the talked of as the reward of her beauty and storm, to listen to the consolations of hope merit. Fond illusion! Deceitful hopes! and to remember that lasting happiness Mr. Harcourt, though doatingly fond may terminate transient sufferings; and of his adopted daughter, confiding in unthat we have a rational foundation for a interrupted health and a vigorous conpious confidence that providence will stitution, too long neglected legally to watch over and protect innocence and secure to her what he had always intendvirtue. These incontestible truths are ed to bestow on her; and one morning, illustrated by the story of Louisa Har-while he was hunting, his horse fell, and he was taken up lifeless. His dead bo

court.

Mr. Charles Harcourt was a gentle-dy was brought home to the distracted man of considerable fortune; Louisa Louisa, who wept in an agony of grief Harcourt was a distant relation, whom, for the fate of her dear benefactor, after the death of her father and mo- though she was not yet sensible of the ther, he had taken home, and treated as whole extent of her misfortune. his adopted daughter, having no chil- But too soon did she discover that dren of his own. He was a man of an she could make out no other title to the amiable character; generous, hospita-possessions of her deceased relation ble, and friendly; and sincerely belov- than what the law of succession might ed and respected by all the families in give her, and that, alas! gave her nothe neighbourhood. His generosity in- thing. A mean and narrow minded deed prompted him to exceed the man, of large property, in a distant bounds of his income, and he lived in a part of the country, was found to have style bordering on indiscreet profusion. an incontestible claim. He immediateHis liberality relieved the necessities of ly came and took possession; and as he numbers; but his frank and unsuspi- found a great number of creditors to cious disposition rendered him some- satisfy, who had considerable demands times the dupe of the designing. He on the estate, he revenged himself for had often declared that he was deter-what he considered a loss of his promined to make Louisa the heiress to his whole fortune; and in that light was she considered by all the neighbouring

perty, on the unhappy Louisa, whom he charged with being the cause of all the profusion of her late benefactor; and

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in a few words told her, that as her tron had foolishly raised her from nothing to squander his estate, to nothing she might again return, for she had no favour to expect from him. Three days only were allowed her to prepare for her departure from the mansion in which she had resided as mistress in the enjoyment of uninterrupted pleasures, and the most flattering expectations. She now also experienced what is the friendship of the world. Her former gay companions professed the greatest concern at her misfortunes, and were loud in their execrations on the meanness and avarice of the successor to the estate, but none of them made her any solid offers of assistance. She determined, therefore, to conceal her disgrace and her sorrows in the city; and there seek for some employment suitable to the indigent state to which she was thus suddenly and unexpectedly reduced. With this view she set out and walked several miles along the road, till, overcome by fatigue and heart rending reflections, she sunk down in a state of insensibility.

It happened that, at this moment, the son of a gentleman who farmed his own estate, which lay a few miles distant, happened to pass that way with a waggon which he had accompanied to market. He stopped and raised the drooping fair; and having learned the outlines of her story, conveyed her to his father's house,

(To be concluded in our next.)

ELEGANT ESSAYS AND SELECTIONS.

Sincerity and Truth.

Sincerity is the basis of every virtue. The love of truth, as we value the approbation of heaven, or the esteem of the world, should be cultivated. In all our proceedings, it will make us direct and consistent. Ingenuity and candour possesses the most powerful charms; they bespeak universal favour, and carry an apology for almost every failing.

The path of truth is a plain and safe path; it supplies us with an openness of character which displays a generous boldness, necessary to distinguish youth. To give an early preference to honour above gain when they stand in competition; to despise every advantage which cannot be attained without dishonest arts; to brook no meanness, and stoop to no dissimulation; are the indications of a great mind, the presages of future eminence and distinction in life.

At the same time, this virtuous sincerity is perfectly consistent with the most prudent vigilance and caution, it is opposed to cunning, not to true wisdom. It is not the simplicity of the weak and improvident, but the candour of an enlarged and noble mind; of one who scorns deceit, because he accounts it both base and unprofitable; and who seeks no disguise, because he needs none to hide him.

Letter from a Printer in love, to his Mistress.

My Dear Miss Vellum,

After having taken a critical review of your person, I really think that nature has given in your person a very correct edition of female beauty: you want no supplements from art, to enlarge the catalogue of your charms. The appendix of paint could add no allurement to your face. You have made such an impression upon my heart, without any decorations or illuminations, that the stamp of love can never be erased. Most ardently, therefore, I do wish to have so fine an original in my possession, that I may multiply copies from it, and increase the family of the TYPES. I hope you will take this preface in good part: were I to write a volume in your praise, I could not say more to the purpose, every page would be an addition, indeed, but it could not be an improvement. But here, as in decency bound, I think it highly proper to make a full stop. Your's, most affectionately,

TIM. TYPE.

himself entire into the bosom of her he

RESIGNATION.

MODERN MANNERS-The Theatre. The old fashioned notions of our fore-adores. fathers, when they visited the theatres, was to go with a determination to hear and see, if possible. This you must "To be resign'd when ills betide," should be particularly avoid; if you pay your dol- the concern of all who wish their "lives to pass on in a smooth stream." Many ruffling and lar, and have an opportunity to lounge in cross occurrences will present to us in our pasthe lobby, and can now and then get a sage through this chequered scene of human peep at the stage, it is quite sufficient.life, and it is incumbent upon the christian mind If to bear with all possible composure, every unchoose to enter a box, never you pleasant event. Duty to our Supreme Benefacthink of coming in till a very interest-tor, obliges us to look beyond the trifling foi

ing scene has taken place. Then slam the door-let fall the bench with as much noise as possible,and accommodate the spectators with any other agreeable variety you can devise.

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Where observe any modest, respectable ladies, assembled in a box, with only one gentleman protector, bring in a friend or two, and a few ladies of a certain description: and make as much noise, and be as troublesome as possible.

N. B. Perhaps you may be caned or kicked for your impertinence. But a little practice will make that easy, and you will come to consider it as a thing of course.

CONNUBIAL LOVE.

It has been thought to be a peculiar felicity, for any one to be praised by a man who is himself eminently worthy of praise. How much happier, to be praised and loved by a person worthy of love! A man may be esteemed and valued by a friend; but in how different a style of sentiment, from the regard and attachment that may reign in the bosom of a wife! To feel that we are loved by one whose love we have deserved; to be employed in the mutual interchange of the marks of this love : habitually to study the happiness of one, by whom our happiness is studied in return; this is the most desirable, as it is the genuine and unadulterated condition of human nature. Thus love acts, thus it is ripened to perfection; never does a man feel himself so much alive, so truly etherial, as when bursting the bonds of diffidence and reserve, he pours

bles and bubbles of this lower world; and in looking beyond them our spirits are raised to that sublime elevation, where no discordant nor jarring element can at all materially dis compose us-or infringe upon our peace,

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A lady enquiring of a German gentleman, in the interior, "what made sugar and coffee so extremely expensive in that part of the coun try," was answered in the following manner, "Oh dat is very easy to know, de dings is so very costive to carry across de mountains.

A lady once performing that part of the character of lady Nottingham, in the tragedy of the earl of Essex, where she excuses herself from any concern in procuring the earl's execution

-A sailor in the gallery cried out, "You are a liar, you know you have the ring in your pock

et."

The late lord Kelly, who was remarkable for his rubicundity of nose, having spoken rather disrespectfully of a gentleman in the army, an that lived, or ever had lived, or ever could live, Irishman present observed, "That if any man had said the same of him, he would have pulled him by the nose." "Yes," replied Sam Foote, "I dare say you would, but in the present case that would not do, there are ways enough of revenging an insult, without running one's hand into the fire.

THE CHASE.

A burlesque imitation of Scott.
Now lose the stars their lustre bright,
And fades the moon beam's silver light;
Raises the sun his drowsy head,
Slow from old ocean's watery bed,
How, through the clouds his beacon red,
Blazes on town, on shop and shed,
And blazes now his yellow ráy
On the housetop and shingle grey;
At every door the housemaid gay,
Her pavement scrubs, and sings away,
With merry voice her blithesome lay.
Sudden far down the echoing street,
A thundering noise my senses meet.
Near and more near they seem,
I see the broom stick waving high,
I see the sharp edg'd brick bats fly,
All glances o'er my dazzled eye,

Like the light'ning's purple gleam.-
First in the train and far ahead,
The chase a gallant bull-dog led;
The best of all his breed was he,
At each bold deed of robbery;
His sinewy neck a collar bore,
"Touch and I bite," the motto there;
Growler his name; of courage true,
A braver barr dog breath ne'er drew.-
Next, dashing on, through mire and slush,
Game a famed hero of the brush,

Ball-alley's chief renown'd;
The only dress the hero own'd,
Was a torn blanket round him thrown,
With dust and soct embrown'd,
Whilst o'er his head, a time worn cap,
Tied with a knotted leather strap,

His sable visage crown'd:
Sweepo his name; a braver knight,
Ne'er climb'd the chimney's fearful height
Wav'd high his club the warrior proud,
Mad dog! mad dog! he roared aloud.
Close at his heels, a gallant train
Press'd fiercely on, and roar'd amain;
Here the dark face of Crump appears,
Mackshane his giant form uprears,
Here each bold youth of Southwark runs,
And Sour-crout alley's hardy sons.
Now all have vanish'd from my sight;
Haste minstrel! haste to view the fight!
The jail's dark wall behind me cast,
I stand in Potter's field at last :
I mark'd the sewer, dark and deep,
That flows beneath the dungeon keep,
And empties there it's tide;
Thither old Growler bent his head,
Resolv'd, beneath its slimy bed,

His toil-worn frame to hide : Now round him pour'd in torrents thrown, Brick bat and broom stick, bone and stone ;

In vain! he nears the hole; one bound
Will bear him off, both safe and sound!
Just then I mark'd a huckster bold,
Her eyes like flaming fire balls roll'd-
Behind the fence I saw her stand,
A butcher's cleaver in her hand,
I see no more! but through the crowd,
I heard the death growl long and loud!
I mount the fence! the stark mad dog
Flounders in death amid the bog;
And, plunging thro' the muddy tide,
Huzza! húzza, the matron cried.
Mercutio.

AGAINST SWEARING.

"Swear not at all," hear heavens high king proclaim,

By Heaven, nor Earth, nor any other name;
But mild, let your communication be,
From impious oaths, and all profaneness free.
There can be nought to tempt a man to

swear,

Without a bait, he leaps into the snare;
No honour, profit nor true pleasure gains,
While he prepares himself for endless pains.
He who blasphemes the great Omnipotence,
Shews want of breeding, want of common

sense;

None but the low, the vulgar and profane, Will take the Almighty's hallowed name in vain.

I blush to name it, yet there mortals are,
Who for damnation offer up their pray'r,
Send horrid imprecations to the sky,
With impious tongues Almighty power defy.
The wretch who daily falsely swears in sport,
Should not have credence in a civil court:
Should malice urge, or sordid interest sway,
He would both life, and liberty betray,
That man no bravery nor politeness shares,
Who with his vulgar tongue profanely swears,
Remember swearers, ther's a judgment day,
Now leave your swearing. and begin to pray.

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