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Wreath II . TP e are yet in time to give insertion to the follovringpoetical tribute to DECEMBER , While others frame and write reforms , December , gloomy , dark December ! I sing of tempests , clouds and storms , Thy presence prompts me to remember . And here thoti art with passions strong , ¦ Of giant might—a child of son ? , To rule and rhyme at pleasure . "ffho 3 e song ascends on whirlwind wing , . "While towers and turrets rock and ring , To harmonise the measure .
And steeple toll , and leafless tree , Croak forth their doleful melody . And who , but must thy freaks remember , Thy lawless pranks and antic forms , Thy rushing tempests , clouds and storms , December , gloomy , dark December ! December , black December . I gaze upon thy throne of clouds , " December , warlike , wild December ; And snowy robes thy form enshrouds , Bequeathed thee by thy friend November And as I gaze in wonder lost ,
U . hy skill directs th' advancing host , "With system ' s strict precision . At length is heard the trumpets blast , The cloudlets hurry fierce and fast , To form one grand division .. But evening comes;—a starless night , And shuts from view the bloodlew fight ! Tet who , but ever muit remember , Thy warlike sports , thy cheering strains , Thy cloud-caped hills and snow-clad plains ? December , wayward , -wild December ! December , black December .
Tet I have loved thee—love thee still , December , stormy , stern December ! - Kings were won ' t to have their will , And tbou ' rt of royalty a member . Hut not of those who strut and stride , And flutter 'neath a peacock ' s pride , And learn but to dissemble . Away thou soar ' st—the ocean ' s roar , -Andtempests sweep from ihoreto shore , And rocks and mountains tremble . . O ! how I drink thy wildest glee , And dream of long-lost liberty ! 3 Jor shall I cease once to remember , The fixed resolve , the impassioned thrill , That tells me I most love thee still , December , stormy , stern December ! December , black December . Edinburgh . James Harkkess
Christmas Day is past , and the year 1849 is rapidly drawing to an end . Some will ¦ watch its fast-running sands with , feelings of sadness , and such may find their sentiments expressed in—TBE OLD MAX'S SOXG OF THE OLD YEAR'S
DYING . BI E . L . BEKYBT . To sleep—to sleep!— 'tis the Old Year ' s dying , Let me sleep till he be dead ; Comfort and Hope and Time are flying-Gladness and Youth are fled . Tear after year has been ushered in—So many are lost there are few to win , But enough for sorrow and toil and sin : — Let me sleep while the Old Year dies ! I like not the passing away from earth Of the thing we have watched so long ? I cannot welcome the Xew Year ' s birth . With the Old Year ' s dying song ! Wake me at morn when the dust is flung On the ancient head that so late was young : — If rest may be where the soul te wrong ,
Let me sleep while the Old Year dies ! Rivers of teata nave flowed to him—. Strong tides of the soul's despair ; Many a passionate prayer and hymn ' Been poured on his midnight air . "Why have we wished that his days were o ' er , TVlien the life that goes with him returns no . more ?—I shall miss his weary step on the floor ;—Let me sleep while the Old Year dies ! Wild pulses are playing in many a heart "With the hopes of the dawn to come ; Tor they know not yet of the nights that part What the morrow shall never bring home ! Their New Year friend 33 the old they greet ; But mine are the memories sad—it sweetjChat pass the new guest in life ' s crowded
street : — Let me sleep while the Old Year dies 1 3 Iy heart is bowed—and my eyes are dim , And tale not the light they gave : Then , call me not np to make merry with him Who treads on an old man ' s grave ! In the morning light ofthe life-long year The outer mists themselves look clear ; Bat I to the Shadow am all too near—Let me sleep while the Old Year dies ! In the cave of the earth down fathoms below ' The greenness whereon we stand , 'Tis said that a central fire doth glow , —
Asea-lessand onming land ;—If deep in the heart such fires abide , And the rallies stretch and currents glide That see no greenness and feel no tide , Then—sleep while the Old Year dies ! Perhaps while gleams of the future ' s light On his forehead the New Year wears , We may not care how the long dread night Fall down on the old grey hairs : — But the veil of the grave-clouds gather near , And the long deatn silence lies close to mine ear;—So , I have no joy in the coming
year-Let me sleep while the Old Year die 3 ! A year of pestilence , war , and . reaction , we cannot bnt welcome the termination of 1849 , in the hope that 1850 "will usher in better times . To the enslaved and the unhappy , not merely the death of the old year—Death in general is welcome ; for Death is the avenger of the suffering , and pnnisher of the rich , the selfish , and the tyrannical . This sentiment must have inspired the song of
THE LEVELLER , by BAnnr corxwaii . - The king he reigns on a throne of gold , Fenced round by his right divine ; The baron he sits in his castle old , - Drinking his ripe red wine : Bat below , below , in his rajged coat , ! The beggar he tnraeth a hungry note , * And the spinner is bound to his weary thread , ' And the debtor lies down with an aching head . So the world goes , So the stream flows , Tet there ' s a fellow whom nobody knows , Who maketh all free , On land and sea , And maketh the rich like the poor to flee .
The lady lies down in her warm white lawn , And dreams of her painted pride ; The milk-maid sings to the wild eyed dawn Sad songs on the cold hill's side : And the bishop smiles as on high he sits , On the scholar who writes and stares by fits ; And the girl who her nightly needle plies , looks out for the source of life , and dies . m m So the world goes , So the stream flows ; Yet there ' sa fellow whom nobody knows , Who xnaketh all free , Bv land and sea , ; And forceth the rich like the poorto flee . Ere we speak of the New Tear , we will take final leave of its ^ predecessor in
A PEOLOGUE TO THE YEAR FOBTYrSIXE . BTEDvfIX GILL . Wnen first you launched npon the stream of life , Hope seized the helm , and joy the sails unfurled , .. Time smiled auspicious , and mankind seemed me , For libertv , throughout the western world . From where * the Danube laves Us ™ cky shore , To th' silver Rhine , and where the Tiber flows , Kesponsive echoes thy spring to *^* " ** , And despots quailed , as man with might arose , Besolved to live by dint of daily toil , With freedom blest upon his native sou . ^
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Thy days , old year , are numbered , and the past Mustteachuswjgdom . Th women scourging kine And fratricidal tyrants shall at last Receive the chastisement which their misdeeds bring . France must wipe off her » tain of infamy , And people s in Fraternity be bound , To baffle the intrigues of tyranny . Once more to the rescue-boldly gain the ground L 0 ! ^^ - ,, Sefc Rome and Hungary fret , And " Fifty" may proclaim freedom ' s jubilee .
Aew Tear ' s Eve , and New Year ' s Day , though but little minded in England , are yet celebrated in Scotland , and on the continent generall y , particularly in France . In Scotland , on . New Year ' s Eve , the children go about seekingwhattheycall their "Hagmena , " aaying , "Hagmena , hagmena ! give us cakes and cheese , and let us go away ! " In some places the y make their appeal in the following lines : — Get up , guid wife , an' binno sweir And deaiyour cakes and cheese while you ' re here ; For the time will come when ye'll be dead , And neither need your cheese nor bread . Cheese and oaten cakes , which are called fork , are distributed on this occasion among the cryera .
The naming of New Year ' s Day in the Highlands , appears to unite the opposite elements of water and fire . In the first place , water from the dead and living flood is sprinkled with a brush , by some person appointed for the occasion , over all the beds in the houses , to the no small discomfort of the sleepers . We Bhould hare mentioned , that the fire is previously lighted . This libation is intended to preserve the Highlander during the whole year from the sad effects of witchcraft , the evil eye , and all the other machinations of infernal spirits .
Then , an attempt is made to expel all dis orders , by the fumes of juniper ; to this end , all the doors and windows , as well as every crevice , are carefully closed , and branches of juniper are lighted . Of course , a most powerful fumigation is produced , but this is submitted to without complaining , unt il the parties are almost suffocated . When the operator deems the charm complete , the genial air of heaven is again admitted , and the party , with all the neighbours not engaged , are invited to partake of a plentiful breakfast , and the rest of the day is spent in dancing and other diversions , and thus the new year is welcomed in the Highlands . In Sir John Sinclair ' s statistical account of
Scotland , 1794 , the minister of Kirkmichael , in the county of Banff , under the head of "Superstitions , &c , " says , — "On the first night of January , they observe , with anxious attent ion , tna disposition of the atmosphere . As it is calm or boisterous , as the wind blows from the south or north—from the east or west , they prognosticate the nature of the weather till the conclusion of the year . Their faith is couched in verses thus translated from the Gaelic language : — The wind of the south will be productive of heat and fertility ; the wind of the west , of milk and fish ; the wind from the north , of cold and storm : the wind
from the east , of fruit on the tree 3 . '" We shall conclude these notices of Scottish customs , by giving the following account of a genuine Scottish miracle , performed nearly one hundred years ago under the operation of anti-teetotal influences . The minister of Tillicoultry , in the county of Clackmanan , Bays ( 1795 ) : — "It is worth mentioning that one William Hunter , a collier , was cured in the year 1758 of an inveterate rheumatism or gout , by drinking freely of new ale , full of barm or yeast . The poor man had been confined to his bed for
a year and a half , having almost entirely lost the use of his limbs . On the evening of Handsel Monday , as it is called (» . e-. the first Monday of the New Year , 0 . S . ) , some of his neighbours came to make merry with him . Though he could not rise , yet he always took his share of the ale as it passed round the company , and in the end , became much intoxicated . The consequence was that he had the use of his Iimb 3 the next morning , and was able to walk about . He lived more than twenty years after this , and never had the smallest return of his old complaint . "
New Years Day , or the Jour de I An , is the greatest festival celebrated over the length and breadth of France . " Every human being who has a franc , or five francs , or 500 , 000 francs—every being who has money or securities for money—in possession—hi expectancy —or in reversion—every human being who has at any time dined , or supped , or breakfasted , or lunched , or called , or slept at the house of any other human being—must be prepared with presents and gifts of some sort or kind— - for host and hostess—for children , for family , for . friends , and for servants . If a bachelor , he must be prepared with a galanterie for his intended—if a student for his grisette or lorette —if a married man , for his wife and children
—if a working man , for the partner of his toil . Persons of all ranks and conditions—of all classes , professions , trades , and calling , go about Paris that live-long New Year's Day , in giving and distributing gifts . Eatables and drinkables—fruit and bon bons , bonnets and bodices , truffles and turkeys , marqueterie and Maraschino de Zara—prie-dieus , and purses —coffee services , and dessert knives—fancy stationery , perfumery , jewellery , rings , pastry , fish , sausages , cheeses , red herrings , morelles , and mushrooms ; nay , even such simple gifts as loaves of bread and a pot au feu , or a ch . aufrette , are on the New Year ' s Day distributed among the humblest poor , by persons as humble and as lowly as themselves . "
The following lines , sweet , though melan choly , command a place in our Garland : —
THE "LAST KEW YEAR . " BT ALFBEB TESJfYSON . It you ' re waking , call me early , call me early , mother dear , For I would seo the sun rise upon the glad new year : It is the last new year that I shall ever see , Then ye may lay me low i' the mould , and think no more o' me . To-night I saw the sun set—he set , and left behind The good old year , the dear old time , and all my peace of mind : And the new year's coming up , mother ; but I shall
never see The May upon the blackthorn , the leaf upon the tree . Last May we made a crown of flowers—we had a merry day—Beneath the hawthorn on the green they made me Queen of May ; . And \ e danced about tbe May-pole , and in the hazle copse , .. ,. Till Charles ' s wain came out above the tall white chimney tops . There's not a flower on all the hilis—the frost is on
the pane—I only wish to live till the snow-drops come agam-I wish the snow would melt , and the sun come out I longtowea flower so before the day I die . The building rook will caw from the windy tall elm-tree , , , »„ , And the tufted plover pipe along the fallow lea , And the swallow will comeback again with summer o'er the wave : ., But I shall lie alone , mother , within the mouldering grave . Upon the chancel casement , and upon that grave In the early , early morning the summer sun will Before the red cock crows from the farm upon the hill , .. ,. .. When vou are warm asleep , mother , and all tne
world is still . When the flowers come again , mother , beneath the waning light , ... , Ye'll never see me more in the long grey fields at night ; When from the dry dark world the smnmer airs Wow cool , , . , On the oat-grass and the sword-grass , and the bulrush in the pool . Te'll bury me , my mother , just beneath the hawthorn shade , T And ye'll come sometimes and see me wnero i am I shaK fagct ye , mothcr .-I shall hear ye vrhea With your feet above my head in the long and pleasant crags , -
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I have been wild and wayward , but ye'il forgive me ' now ; ..... Ye'll kiss me , my own mother , upon my cheek and brow ; Jfay—nay , ye must not weep , nor let your grief be wild , — Ye should not fret for me , mother , ye have another child . If I can , I'll como again , mother , from out my resting-place ; Though ye'll not see me , mother , 1 shall look upon your face ; : Though I cannot speak a Tord , I shall hearken what ye say , And be often , often with" ye when ye think I ' m far away .
Goodnight ! good night ! when I have said , good night for evermore , And ye see me carried out from the threshold of the door , Don ' t let Effie come to see mo till my grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been . She'll find my garden tools upon ihe granary floor ; Let her take ' m—they are hers—I shall never garden more ; But tell her , when I ' m gone , to train the rosebush that I set About the parlour window , and the box of mignonette . Good night , sweet mother!—call me when it beginB to dawn : All night I lie awake , but I fall asleep at morn—But I would see the sun rise upon the glad new year ; So if you ' re waking , call me , call mo early , mother dear !
The peace-at-any-price " philanthropists " will , no doubt , thank us for making room for the following Te Beam : —
THE TEMPLE OF JANUS . The Temple of Janus , in old Home , was only closed during a time of universal peace . It is suggested , * that , in commemeration of peace regained , all those who have tared money through attention to Mr . Gobden ' s eloquent denunciation of the unsafe Austrian loan , shall subscribe towards the erection of a new Temple of Janus upon Christian principles , —Jfr . Barry to be the architect . The following lines may serve nsasortoflay Tt 0 eutn ., tocelebrat * the completion of the edifice , if mace sftwM last 10 long .
Beautiful Peace ! beloved One ! We gripe thy hand at last ; For the storm that threaten'd altar and throne , Thank God ! is overpast . In the Magyars' blood , pour'd out like rain , We have sign'dthe Tsar ' s new lease : We may shut the Temple of Janus again , — For the world is now at peace . Fair Peace ! the youngest-born of Truth , ( Not that Galician w * * e , ) * How shall a Ilaynau guard thy youth . For a perjured Emperor ? Lot the gallows and rifles work amain , Let the knout ' s song never cease ! You may shut the Temple of Janus again , -. For the world is now at peace .
Dear Peace ! thou more than mother mild , Nursing bur youngling Hope , — Though Rome be scourged as a froward child By the gentle mother Pope , f Though a Gallic slave must drive the wain , Lest the motuproprio cease , Yetshut the Temple of Janus again , — For the world is now at peace . 0 Peace " la Idle ! " albeit the day Of thine Avater ' s gone , — J Like a counterfeit Louis changed away For a worse Napoleon , — Though France but a papal kick may gain For draining shame to the lees , Let us shut the Temple of Janus again ! For the world is now at peace .
Glad Irish Peace ! so cheaply bought By a few sweet smiles at most , — For a tenant now and then shot is nought On the famine-stricken coast ! Tis only an autumn orange stain On the shamrock leaves one sees : So shut the Temple of Janus again , — For the world is now at peace . Our own best Peace , with its rule of prey —• That blessing to all the weak , With colonies happily turning grey , And wards for the ' rebel' Greek !— § Though the collar still gall beneath the mane If the roar but an instant cease , Quick ! shut the Temple of Janus again , — For the world is now at peace . Spartacus .
We venture to predict that the gates of the temple of Janus will not long remain closed . There ought not , and there will not be peace as long as tyranny endures . In the fervent hope that 1850 may witness tyrants in the dust , and the people triumphant , equal , and free , we most heartily wish all our friends and readers A HAPPY NEW YEAR !
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* Not the 'Peace' brought by Szela , the , Galidan . murderer , to his master Metternieh . t The fanatic Montelambert , in his recent defence of French infamy , calls his Ex-Holiness ' the mother of the world . ' And all the world , includingtUeFrench Ministers , Know that the motu , proprio had never any motion of its own , but owed all to the French inrasion . t A'erily the Avatar of Peace was in the days of the dirtiest of kings—the ' Napoleon of Peace , ' as English tradesmen loved to style him . The dirtiest of kings , indeed , for the invader of Home is only President S Though how Greeks can ' rebel' against Britain , it might puzzle even the Cephalonian hangman , or Mr Wardto inform us .
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Duxdee Democratic ScnooL Soiree . —The annual soiree of Mr . John M'Crae ' a ichool , took place in Bell-street , on the 11 th inst ., Mr . Robert Flesher in the chair , who opened the entertainment of the evening in a most suitable and able address . The children , in their various exercises , acquitted themselves in a manner highly creditable to Mr . M'Crae , as an efficient teacher—several of whom , we have no doubt , from acquirements they have attained , will , in more mature years , give proof of those great principles so early imbued . This thought must he cheering to every parent who has the welfare of his fellow men at heart . We may notice a fev of the pieces brought forward by the scholars , namely : — " The Trial of Robert Emmett , " a scene from " The Vision of Famine , "
" The King of the Moon , " " The lied Flag of the Republic , " "The People—their Rights , and no Less , " " The Factory Child , " " A Political Address on Monarchy , " " Mazzini ' s Vow , " "Land of Liberty , " "Political Address on Labour , " " The Wife of General Bern , the Hungarian , " A Tale of Misery , " "The Marsellaise" ( J . E . Johns ) , "All hail , Caloden ! " " Kings and Thrones are Fallen , " « fcc , &c , all of which were given in excellent style . Mr . M'Crae , at the close , gave a short and spirited address on the general state of Europe and the young and rising generation . There were from 1 , 000 to 1 , 200 present . The harmony of the evening was kepi ? up to an early hour , A variety of songs , to which were added the sweet sounds of an instrumental band , and the creature comforts were in abundance .
Firearms fob . the Americas Government . —A package has arrived by the steam-ship Princess Royal , Cuxhaven , containg a rifle and another article called an etui , belonging to the government of the United States , and which has been forwarded by the vice-consul of the United States at Hamburgh to this country for shipment on board one of the American line of packet ships for New York . The package was addressed to "Gen . George Tallcott , chief of the United States Ordanee , office of Ordnance , Washington , United States of America , " and has been forwarded by the United States consul in London to New York for delivery at its
destination . MunnER is A Railway Carriage . —A horrible murder was committed a few days ago on the road from Turin to Asti . A stranger , who had recently arrived at Turin , where he received a sum of 6 , 000 francs , left by the railroad for Asti ; but he had been followed to the station by four men , who knew that he had received the money at Turin , and who got into the same carriage . On the arrival of the train at Yaldichiesa , these men left , and when the train arrived at Asti their unfortunate victim was found dead from strangulation , and his money had been carried off .
Gamdlisg . — This vice has been practised by the most civilised and enlightened people , as well as by the most barbarous and ignorant , Th » coroncltcd legislator of the foremtst nttion in rennemtnt has been known tosacrific * a princely income to this passion . No station is free from its degrading influesce . The brutal bull-baiter , and tke most profound thinker , have alike met ruin In its rorUx . An instance of the latter occurred in the case of an author of European , celebrity , who , in one of his worki , said , 'The gamester , if he dies a . martyr to his pursuit , in doubly ruined : he adds his goul to every other loss , and by th « act ofsmeide renounce * earth to forfeit hearen ! ' The man who wrote that sentence was himself a gambler , and ultimately a suicide ! Such is the result of this demoralising habit , commenctd perhaps in a state of dissipated tnnui , and continued through a . vitiated state of the digestire organs , entailinf a morose , peverish , and discontented staU of mind the whole of which might hare b « en prevented bj the occasional use of that mild aperient , Frampton ' s Pill dfllealth .
A Uatous Cmiplaint with I . vdioestios op Thrbe Teabs standing cubed i > t IIoimwat ' s nits . —Mr . C . Williams , of Unngaimon , had been suffering for three yeais with a severo J . 'ilious complaint , accompanied with bad digestion , and a coostant expectoration cf plucgm ; his afflictions from these disorders were _ so great that for nights together it was impossible for him to lie on a bed . AUtlie medicines he had taken failed to gWe him relief , ho therefore determined upon giving uoixowat ' s pills a trial , and he was soon gratified with the result , for th ' w valuable xiedicine speedily improved his powers of dicestioi , removed the excess of bile , and r « -. Q 5 tabh >' aed him in parfect health .
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sity , made still moro fieree by his sensitive nature , yet his doom was not all misery , it had its sunlight intermingled with its shadows ; and though a wandsror aud an exile , living a life of misery and w . ir > , uncneorod by aught save fond recollections and hopeful anticipations . yct is lie less to be pitied than iiis earl y associate Walter North , who has attained iyU mb lt 10 " "eight , and now looks around on a w . orW that despises while it flatters him ; for he has earned the curso of satiety ; he has no hopes for the future , the past to him is one ' vast blank , from Dan to Be . wsheba all is vacuity ; tho impulses which should set the generous blood in motion are frozen at their fount , and his lot is moreunendiBrablo than the patrafc exiles , lor the deptfwof misery may bo sounded , L « tthogalphof satiety is-bottorolcBSy and the soul sinks-lovrtr and lower in its- dark waters until annihilation ^ tiseif would become- a-rclf tfc but the soul is powerless even for its ovra'destrueiionv ( 'ft I * emtimud . )
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OiritEssio . v . —Th ' e-weiglrt of oppressioi t'cenerate * two consequences it excitesthe people tonspireat liberty , and it prevents- them from obtaining , it ; they droad foreign enemies- less than . tEeirtaxwhSm A !' . 1118 ine . V ' % of tho impositions which make their seventy so- poignant . The- just burthens of the rich are lni * upon the poor " jjSS £ h n . i i tl , pa 'V JO " would thinb them m ° ' , 7 ° k at ^ hat P ° ssess and y ° u wfll *«> that they are miserable ? the-indigent are assessed rfphaS ^/ ^^ the taaes laid uporrthe rich are levied from the poor .. To the most bar ^ banous nations this injustice- ia- unknown , hencethey whom the Goths have- subdued , wish never to return to Roman administration ..
Fastest Growth . Yet .-& native of "Down . East , describing , with characterstio exaggeration Sfn ^ W ^ TT' P l' ° ^ erorvegetation , said that a few hours after planting cucumber seeds , the dirt began to fly , and tbe vines came up like a streak ; and , although he started off at the top of las speed , tbe vines overtook and covered hiai , and on taking out bis knife to cut the ' darned things , hefoitn < l a large cucumber gone to seed in hs pocket ! Thkuk is now residing at Wellington , Salop , a man named William Ball , who weighs tlnvty-nve stono , measures six feet five inches round the bodv three- feet round the thigh , and twenty-two inches round the arm ! He has been a very hard-working man , notwithstanding his size and weieht . lie is a
"SlenderBmy . " WelI " known * the namo of EyKntman . no matter how lowly he may appear to himself , might still endeavour to produoo something for the benofit or use of society ; remembering that an insect furnishes b y its labour materials wherewith to form the regal robes of kin » s Corrkct DKFiamoN . -In tho Court o * f Exchoquer last week , a builder aoaffolder described a foreman as " a man who walks about and does nothing , and orders everybody else to work . " Quack Journalism in Paris . — la the lowest depth there is always , as Milton says , a deeper still and French publishers are giving a proof of thisfor , not content with attempting to bribe the public to buy books and engravings , by giving to each purchaser tickets in two lotteries now on foot , some of them have actually brought out a iournal . in whinh
they offer , I defy you to guess what — gratuitous medical attendance and cheap medicines to subscribers ! I really am not hoaxing you . There is I repeat , at this moment , a iournal which gravely podges itself to find every sick subscriber a doctor for nothing , and to get him physic below the usual i' * .- ^™ Correspondent of the Literary Gazette . Those who stand on the high places of tho earth understand not what necessity , what sufferin " means ; they know not what it is to a noble mind to be obliged , liko the worms , to crawl upon the earth for nourishment , bocause it has not strength to endure famine . Life moves around them with so much grace , splendour , and beauty ; they drink of life ' s sweetest wine , and danco in a charming intoxication . They find nothing within them , which ciin enable them to understand the real sufferings of the poor . They love only themselves , and look at mankind only in their own narrow circln .
" I oo through my work , " as tho ncedlo said to the idle boy . "But not till you ' re hard pushed , " as the idle boy said to tho needle . A Nkgbo pREiCHEB . —The following story , says Frederick Douglass , in his North Star , furnished by the correspondent of the Manchester American , shows how the slaves in that region como by their knowledge of the Bible , and how very accurate and valuable that knowledge is . It would be tho height of foll y , however , to expect anything better of those m whom the ability to read is looked upon as as a crime : — " We onco attended a large meeting of the coloured people , addressed by a coloured preacher , who , of courso could neither read nor write . On this occasion ho selected the visit of jNicodemus as tho foundation of bis observations
. 'Mybred ' en , said he , 'dare was in old times a grout many preachers on de ' arth who went out among de people . Many of dem was whito preachers , such as Petor , James , and John . Dare was also a groat many coloured preachers , and de greatest among dom all was de Nigger Demus !" TnE Dubhavi Dialect . —It chanced , the other day , that a phonographic foreigner , a linguist , was passing through tho county of Durham in a third-class railway carriage , and jotted down in his note-book the conversation of some fellow travellers . Their language was a puzzle to him , and he has sent us a transcript of his notes for publicationin this hope
, that the Ptev . Blythe Hurst or Mr . Elihu Bumtt may seo our paper , and enli ghten him as to the country which gave tho speakers birth . Wo think , however , we need not publish the whole of what ho has sent . A sample will do ; and , without troubling the two accomplished linguists , wo will furnish our correspondent with a translation : — Ooistu ? How are you ? Ugh ! cobby . Why , in good , com-. „ . , fortablo health . Wairstubeen ? Where have you been ? Dirra . At Durham . Cevaw . Waiv 3 tugawin ? So have I . "Whither
are you going ? Phensooziz . To Fence Ilousea . Cezaw . go am I . Wo may add that the puzzled passenger , on alighting at Gateshead , with his carpet-bag , was assailed ( so he says ) with clamorous cries of " Queenseed ! Queenseed ! " " Torksood ! Torkseed ! " Tyokfurtuppuz ! Tyekfurtuppuz ! " and almost fancied that tbe locomotive engine must have dropped him upon the wrong planet . —Gateshead Observer . Oxb ok tho Boston exquisites being asked why he
married a , second time , replied , "Because ho thought it so very re-iviving . ' " Marriage . —I look upon a man ' s attachment to a woman , who deserves it , as tho greatest possible safeguard to him in his dealings with the world ; it keeps him from all those small vices which the unfettered youth thinks little of , yet which certainly , though slowly , undermines the foundation of better things , till , in the end , the whole fabric of ri ght and wrong gives way under the assault of temptation . — James .
Pleasure may be called the short cut to tho tomb , as it shortens time , which is the way . TiiKPoEinr op Baco . w—Pope , tho actor , dolighted in the good things of this life ; after expatiating at table on the excellence of a ham , he said"Ham , sir , is the same improvement upon bacon that steel is upon iron ; in fact , sir , ham is the poetry of bacon . " Try it . —Beautiful is the love , and sweet the kisses of thy sister ; but if you haven't a sister handy , try your cousin—it isn't much worse . If you haven't a cousin of your own , try somebody else ' s—there ia no difference . One John W . Jones , who has been sentenced to the Kentucky , Penitentiary , for living with two wives , excuses himself by saying that when he hail one she fought him , but when he got two they fought each other . . ,
Dr . Lasoley , who has been confined for some time in Nenagh Gael , having refused to eat , bad continued without food of any kind for thirty-eight days , partaking of nothing except cold water INenagh Guardian . Better that a houso be too small for a night than too large for a year . Proof Positive . —A . clergyman was lately accused , whilo in Lowell , of " violently dragging his wife from & revival meeting , and compelling hei to go with him . " lie replied as follows : —In the first place : I have never attempted to influence sny wife in her views , nor a choice of a meeting . Secondly : My wife has not attended any of the revival meetings in Lowell . In the third place . I have not attended even one of these mectmga for any purpose whatever . To conchtdt : Neither my wife nor myself have any inclination to attend tuese meetings . Finally . —I never had a wife . How to make Coffee . —Choose the coffee o £ a S 1 [ . B ' ,. e i ,, a
very nice brown colour , but not black ( which would denoio that it is burnt , and impart a bitter flavour ) : griiid it at home if possible , as you . may then depend upon the quality ; if ground in any quantity seep it in a jar hermetically sealed .. Put two ounces of "round coffee- into a stewpan ,. which set upon the fire , stirring the powder round with a spoon until quite hot , when pour ovor a pint of boiling water ; cover over closely for five minutes , when pass it through a cloth , wavm again and serve . —Soytr ' $ ihdtrn Housewife . A GEfiTLKMAs , inquiring of a ' naval officer , why sailors generally take off their shirts when going into action , was answered , "that they may not have any e / ieefctofiglitin ' . " Virtue Rewarded . —There is a man up oountry who always pays for hia paper in advance . He has never had h sick day in his lifo ; never had any corns or tooth-acho ; his potatoes never rot ; the weevil never eats his wheat ; the frost never kit ' s corn er bea ! i 3 ; bis babies never cry in the night , and bis wife never scQida , —Awrkw Faner , d . ) : d it ¦ vf . j II ¦ ' ; . ' > ' > g ro 2 j ) V | jg i .. ¦ » t ,
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SUNSHINE AND SHADOW ; A TA / 'E OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURY . BT TH 0 MA 3 UAHTIX WIIBBLBH , Late Secretary-to th « National Charter Asstcivticwi au National Land Company . . Chap tir XXXVI . Time when it lowers on states , inspires Some thoughts abovo solf ' s low desire *; And if I speak of hope , the word Hath scarce the construing of the herd ; Since nor with careless glance—my soul First gazed on dark Time ' s riddled scroll-First conned tho food of Truthand wrought
, The chyle of memory into thought , Ia my still heart 1 learnt to rear , Beyond all lowlier hope or fear , Beyond the harlots of the hour , The lusts that burn for wealth or power . The suake-like arts , that whilo they wind Aloft , are tracked in slime behind ; Beyond the day ' s brief praise or blame Beyond the angel wines of Fame—Beyond the smiles of kings—the loud Not lasting , worship of the crowd-Beyond all , —save the heart ' s—applause ; Ou God—Oh Earth ! your common cause . Lytton Buhvtr
Close by those over burning brimstone beds , " here Pcdkm , Oates and Judas hide their heads , * »» w great . Satan , like a sexton stand , With his intolerable spade in hand , 5 ' mg three graves—of coffin shape they wore , Jforithose who , coffinlcss , must enter there witn humbleBt rites . The shrouds were of that cloth Which Cloth p weateth in her blackest wrath , ine dismal tint oppressed tho eye that dwelt Upon it long , like darkness too it felt , lne pillows to those baleful beds were toads , wk livin E' d melancholy toads , wnose softness shock ' d I—worms of monstrous size
Crawl'd round—and one upcoiled which never dies . A doleful bell , inculcating despair , Was always ringing in the heavy air And all about the detestablo pit , Stange headless ghosts and quartered forms did ni t * Rivers of blood , from dripping traitors spilt , By treachery stun ? from poverty to guilt . I asked the fiend for whom these rites wore meant : — " Those graves , " quoth he , when life ' s brief oil is spentwhen the dark night comes , and their sinking I mean for Davis , Tinley , and Powell . " * Charles Lamb .
Upon his return to London , Arthur found the greatest excitement prevailing ; Ernest Jones , the Meagher of the Chartist movement , had been arrested , together with Sharp , Williams , TusseU , vernon , and other active London democrats , under the provisions of the Gagging Bill j they were speedily found guilty by middle class juries , and sentenced to lengthened periods of imprisonment ; John Shaw , Bezer , and many talented provincial leaders , quickly shared tho same fate ; revenge began to actuate the minds of the- warmhearted , and desperation usurped the place of judgment . In the metropolis , this , feeling was very prevalent ; Ernest Jones , John Shaw , John Fuasoll and other victims , had been Ion ? known , and hiehlv
respected ; tbe former was almost adored by the disciples of the physical force school , of a warm and poetic temperament , gifted with great eloquence and an impassioned style of delivery ; by birth and education a gentleman and a scholar ; yet withal , so urbane and condescending , he acquired a magic ascendancy over the young » nd the enthusiastic , to obtain his release or revenge his fate , they determined to hazard any measure , however apparently hopeless . The vile Whig government , taking advantage of this feeling , and of the absence of the old school Chartists from these meetings , introduced amon g them their base tools , Powell , Davis , Tinley , and others , who by their accursed arts blew the flame until the mine exploded , and involved
many true hearts in its ruins ; but some , whose fate is moro to be regretted than William Cuffay ' s—long will the democrats of London miss his servicescautious and cool-headed , yet bravo and enthusiastic , the excitement of tho time overcame his usual sound judgment , he was entrapped in the snare , and fell a victim ; but so disgusting was the treachery by which the government had lured him and ins fellows to their fate , that not by tho Chart ' St body alone , but by th © public generally , they were regarded more as martyrs than criminals , and the Whigs will never efface the odium which their spy Bystem has heaped upon them . Arthur Morton had been too intimate with these men to have any chance of eacapinir their
tato ; enlmked with Cutfay by tho ties of friendship , like him he refused to Baye himself by flight ; fortune , however , favoured him , for by some fortuitous circumstance he escaped denunciation from any of the government tools until the trials wero proceeding , when timely information being conveyed to mm , he acted on the advice of his friends , and once again became a fugitive from Justice . Wo must not dwell on these events . Attached to some of tbe metropolitan victims by ties of the closest friendship , we mourn their lot ; two of their number havo fallen beneath the murderous system of disci pline to which they wore subjected ; their blood will not sink in those dungeon vaults , but will rise to heaven demanding justico on their murderers : the rest
still wear their chains , and may yet experience tho fate of the martyred Williams and Sharp , —to assist them is almost impossible , to pity them is useless , — the only help we can Tender is to support liberall y their wives and families , —to rouse up the scattered elements of the democratic party , —to rally public opinion round the principles which they are embalming by their sufferings , and thu 3 convince those of them who may re-appear amongst ua ( for alas ! years may elapse bofo ' re the exiles will return , ) that we have been active in working , while they have been passive in enduring , and that the war between the oppressed and the oppressor has not , nor ever shall cease , until substantial justice shall be impartiall y administered to all . Arthur Morton , assisted by the good and true
, after many perils escaped to the continent , wbere he yct resides awaiting the hour when the glorious red banner , the emblem of unity and freedom , shall proudlyfloatonthe highest pinnacle of St . Stephen ' s ; then will his woes and the woes of his compatriots be recompensed ; the shadow will then fall from his visage , and the sunlight beam on his countenanoe . His fate , though hard , hath been a common one ; endowed with genius and patriotism , they served only to embitter his lot by setting him at enmity with the world and tho world ' s laws ; ardent and sensitive , ho felt keenly evils which would have passed lightly over a willing slave ; he roams an exile in a foreign land , uncheered by the wife of his bosom , or the child of his affections , yet in the far
distance he hears the melody of freedom breathing among the green hills and tne lovely valleys of his native land ; and though its sweet soundB fall faintl y on his ear , yet his heart vibrates to their tone , and the soul of tho wanderer glows with the hopes of hereafter . Sometimes the melody floats to his ear in tho simple words of freedom ' s song , and the music lulls his cares to rest ; anon it bears the lofty tones of pa ; ans for Italy ' s regeneration , and his heart leaps at the inspiration ; again it bursts on his ear in the war songs of Hungary ' s triumph , and his lips echo with gladness ; but ah ! the melody is hushed ! woe is me ! Italy has fallen ! Hungary is ravaged ! and the mournful dirge falls on the poor exile like the knell of denartinst hope , for the sun of
Kossuth and Mazzini hath set in clouds and bloodshed—like him , they are wanderers ar . d exiles . Still tho spirit melody deserts him not , but whispers hope on , hopo ever , and the heart attuned to the sacred sound , dwells fondly on its far off echoes and the stricken soul revives again . If genius lias its evils it has also its charms ; there are hours when every thought comes clothed with verdure , when naught is too bright to hope , and naught too hi gh to uare , when the veins seem to flow with blood too subtle to be of earth , and the thought of | despondency is unknown , then we leave the dull highway of the world , and leap at once to fame and glory ; then night and solitude are charming , the soul becomes intoxicated with deep draughts
of pure delight , and if languago could then convey the heart ' s felicity , what dreams of spirituality would it pour forth , what whispering of wondrous voices , thousands of dim and fairy feelings flock ai-ound that would perchance lose their very charm in the revealing , then the earth is no longer a plague spotten world , but a verdant paradise ; tho heavens above are clear , not a cloud dims their beanty , new feelinga and a new heart seem created within , all the duties of life seem heightened and ennobled , refined and softened , the sense of self is lost , and we glow with feelings for others ; the heart swells with more generous emotions than priest or prophet ever penned , tho soul feeds luxuriously on its own creations , and all is love and gladness . Such hours have given more names to immortality than whole
ages of plodding life , when with careworn brows we drive away the lofty impulses of our nature , and dwell only with the gross matter of fact world ; but alas , such joys are transient , and disappointment hath a venomed sting , fated from their birth ; they die an early death , age looks back with mingled joy and sarcasm upon tho visions of its early days , the heart grows accustomed to the iron eage and harsh bars which enclose its once fond anticipations . Yes , the soul that can wing its way from this cold world into the region of enchantment , is not all starless in its path , though oft it droops it « weary wing among the clouds of darkness and uncertainty , for " genius is a blessing twin-born with a curse . " These reflections apply strictly to Arthur Morton ; for though our hero was tried in the firo of adve >
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Northern Star (1837-1852), Dec. 29, 1849, page 3, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ns/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1554/page/3/
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