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name to the pension-list, as one among the Without virtue no man can be truly happy.- The boy stopped brushing, and burst afresh many gratifying proofs, that literature is in- There is no temporal pursuit, no pleasurable into tears. 'I don't care now,' said he, sobcreasingly becoming an object of care and avocation in life unaccompanied by vicissi-bing, we may as well starve, Mother is dead.' protection to our statesmen, and that in this tudes and disappointment. Every idle plea- The man of leisure was shocked, and he much stigmatized world, talent and self-sac-sure has its consequent sorrow. The foun- gave the pale boy a dollar! rifice do not always pass on their way un- || dation of actual happiness cannot be laid in a sympathised with or unrecognised.

MISCELLANY.

heart that engenders vice and immorality. Its basis is a good conscience the infallible concomitant of virtue and religion. The wine cup that exhilerates the senses for a short To make Home Happy. lived moment not only brings the melancholy NATURE is industrious in adorning her do- reflections of a cooler judgment-But when minions; and man, to whom this beauty is indulged in licentiousness it is the bane of addressed, should feel and obey the lesson. every valuable social blessing that belongs to Let him, too, be industrious in adorning his the sanctity of character.-Vice in every dominions—in making his home-the dweil-shape is illusory and pernicious; virtue is ing of his wife and children-not only con- only the amaranth. It is a gem that never venient and comfortable, but pleasant. Let ceases to sparkle-it is an attribute amiable him, as far as circumstances will permit, be to men, and sacred to God. industrious in surrounding it with pleasing objects-in decorating it within and without

From the Southern Rose.

Boy.

YOU'LL please not to forget to ask the place for me, sir,' said a pale blue-eyed boy, as he brushed the coat of the man of leisure, at his lodgings.

' Certainly not,' said Mr. Inklin.' I shall be going that way in a day or two.'

Irish Valor.

WHEN the British and American armies were near each other in the neighborhood of Germantown, five Hessian soldiers, who had straggled into the woods, and lost their way were met by an Irishman, who was a private in General Washington's army. He immediately presented his piece, and desired them to surrender; they supposing that he was supported by a party, did as he directed, and threw down their arms. He then marched them before him to the American lines, and brought them to head quarters. General Washington wondered at the spirit and achievement of the fellow, and asked him how

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says the Irishman, plase your Excellency, by St. Patrick, I surrounded them! The General laughed heartily, gave him a sum of money, and promoted him to an halbert.

'How is it,' said one little Miss to another, that John's never afeard and I am?' Be

with things that tend to make it agreeable and The Man of Leisure and the Pale he a single man, could capture five. Why' attractive. Let industry make home the abode of neatness and order—a place which brings satisfaction to every inmate, and which in absence draws back the heart by the fond association of comfort and content. Let this be done, and this sacred spot will become more surely the scene of cheerfulness, kindness and peace. Ye parents, who would have your children happy, be industrious to bring them up in the midst of a cheerful, a pleasant, a happy home. Waste not your time in accumulating wealth for them; but plant their minds and souls in the way proposed, with the seeds of virtue and prosperity.

Virtue.-A Sketch.

The only amarantine flower on earth, is virtue; The only lasting treasure, truth.'

WHEN the amiable and accomplished lady Jane Grey was confined in the tower previous to her execution she wrote to her friend Dr. Ascham a letter containing the following beautiful passage; There is an eternity for all that belongs to virtue, and what we have done for her will advance even to the sea, however, small the rivulet may have been during our life.'

Did you ask for the place for me, yester-cause he's got a Roman nose and feels safe; day?' said the pale boy, on the following day, dont you remember how we read that it has alwith a quivering lip, as he performed the same ways been said a Roman knows—no danger ?' office.

'No,' was the answer. I was busy, but I will to-day.'

God help my poor mother,' murmured the boy, gazing listlessly on the cent Mr. Inklin laid in his hand.

The boy went home. He ran to the hungry children with the loaf of bread he earned by brushing the gentlemen's coats at the hotel. They shouted with joy, and his mother held out her emaciated hand for a portion, while a sickly smile flitted across her face.

'Mother, dear,' said the boy, ' Mr. Inklin thinks he can get the place, and I shall have three meals a day-only think, mother three meals!-and it won't take three minutes to run home and share it with you.'

The morning came, and the pale boy's voice trembled with eagerness, as he asked Mr. Inklin if he had applied for the place.

Not yet,' said the man of leisure, but there is time enough.'

Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of Postage paid.

R. D. C. Grahamsville, N. Y. $1,00; W. J. P. Nantucket, Ms. $0,50; D. S. K. Troy, N. Y. $1,00; A. D. Hoffman's Ferry, N. Y. $1,00; G. W. F. Dundaff, Pa. $1,00; Mrs. H. Amsterdam Village, N. Y. $1,00; J. P. Scotland, Ct. $1,00; J. WH. Jackson Corner, N. Y. $1,00; E. R. C. New Bedford, Mass. $2,00; S. D. Cazenovia, N, Y. $1,00; H. L. W. Caledonia, Ill. $1,00; K. W. Duanesburgh, N. Y. $1,00; P. M. Knowlesville, N. Y. $1,00; M. P. B. Madison, O. $1,00; D. S. North Blenheim N. Y. $1,00; B. H. Perrington, N. Y. $4,00.

MARRIED,

In Philadelphia, on the 1st inst. Mr. John C. White, of this city to Miss Lititia Maxwell, of the former place.

On Tuesday evening, the 24th ult. by the Rev. H. H. Northrop, Mr. Smith Vibbard to Miss Rebecca M. daughter of Dr. B. Northrop, all of Medina, Orleans Co. N. Y.

DIED,

In this city, on the 12th inst. Mr. Henry Edgar Whittelsey, of the firm of H. E. & P. D. Whittelsey, in the 26th year of his age.

On Sunday the 12th inst. Mr. Robert Dakin, in the 32d year of his age.

On the 13th inst. Harriet D. daughter of Allen Jordan, Esq. in the 8th year of her age.

On the 14th inst. Jane Matilda, infant daughter of Capt. Wm. H. Folger.

On the 16th inst. of Consumption, Mrs. Margaret, wife of Noah A. Spaulding, aged 34 years.

On the 7th inst. Mr. Jerome Hallenbeck, in his 65th

How expressively true! the pure and un-
sullied stream of virtue will ever meander
through life's chequered course to the bound-
less ocean of eternity and happiness. Cyn-
thia may reflect her borrowed light-the sun
may revolve in his diurnal rotation and his
satellites irradiate our world with splendor-
yet the season will arrive when the voice
that called Chaos into symmetrical existence
will consign these created luminaries into the
abyss of their former darkness and oblivion.
But virtue will live beyond the shadow of
the tomb-she will soar beyond the bounds I am sorry to disappoint you,' said the
of creation, and be hallowed by the holy man of leisure, but the place in Mr.
seraphim.
C- -'s store was taken up yesterday.'

The cent that morning was wet with tears. year.
Another morning arrived.

'It is very thoughtless in the boy to be so
6 Not a soul here to
late,' said Mr. Inklin.
brush my coat.'

The child came at length, his face swollen
with weeeping.

On the 8th inst. Mrs. Philena Hazard, aged 76 years. On the 8th inst. Lydia, daughter of Ferdinand and Phebe Van Sicklin, in her 4th year.

On the 16th inst. Eliza Scesm, in the 23d year of her

DEVOTED TO POLITE LITERATURE, SUCH AS MORAL AND SENTIMENTAL TALES, ORIGINAL COMMUNICATIONS, BIOGRAPHY, TRAVELING SKETCHES, AMUSING MISCELLANY, HUMOROUS AND HISTORICAL ANECDOTES, POETRY, &c.

VOL. XIV. [v. NEW SERIES.]

SELECT TALES.
Ferryman's Daughter.

A RHINE SKETCH.

BY T. C GRATTAN, ESQ.

Author of High-Ways and By-Waye.'

Ir is a pleasant arrangement among the peasantry of all countries, that the daily bread' for which the fathers work so hard is brought to them by one of their children. This may appear a small matter: but time and circumstances often give great importance to small matters. The precision with which the German laborers rest from their toil at ten o'clock in the morning would of itself make one attach an exclusive value to that chosen hour. The thought that so many thousands of rural workmen are at that given moment reposing on the broad lap of nature, picturesquely served by their sons or daughters, and taking their simple refreshment with wholesome appetites and thankful hearts is a pleasant thought. It puts one in good humor with human nature. It is pleasanter still to look closely on some group in your field or garden so employed, and preparatory hand washing in the nearest fountain or stream might prepare you to expect a ceremony more elaborate than that of sitting down to eat a section of dry brown bread-poetically black for the national motto of Germany Schwarzbrod und Freiheit is as much an exaggeration of fancy with regard to the food as to the freedom.

This is the morgen brod of Germany and the abend brod is an extremet for four o'clock, a connecting link between dinner and supper. Now happy is the man whose wife can afford to send him a jug of coffee at these middle meals and happy was Johan Reisacher. Not that he had a wife at the time I knew him, but just a maiden sister who made his bed, his soup, and his coffee with due attention and regularity. He had, however, a daughterthe child of his old age, the consolation of the widower, his every day companion out of school hours, the knitter and mender of his stockings, and the Hebe of his abend brod. Susannah Reisacher was one of those hardy, straight forward, strong built, and sober

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minded children that we meet with now and preted, horribly beautiful ;' and such it cer-
then; and at the first glance we assure our-tainly was on the day that forms the epoch
selves that, be their condition what it may, of my sketch.
they will inevitable make the best of it, and It was within a few minutes, more, or less
thrive progressively through life, without any of four o'clock, on the 15th of September,
other distinction than that of always doing 1831, when I resolved to cross by the Sas-
their duty. Susannah fully bore out the bach Ferry and resume my evening walk on
promises of her countenance. She was one the other side of the river: for the mid day
of the most diligent and orderly scholars of meal had been long over, and, like all eaten
Sasbach school, the most attentive to the du- bread, soon forgotten. But, on approaching
ties of household affairs, and steady beyond the well known boat, I paused to observe the
comparison in those she owed to her old innocent appropriation of the hour on the
father and her elderly aunt. She was twelve part of my old acquaintance and his young at-
years old when she first attracted my notice; tendant. There stood Susannah in the mid-
and her father had been ferryman of Sasbach dle of the boat-her feet and legs unconscious
in the district or parish of Briesach for more of shoes and stockings; and there sat old
than double that number of years. And it Johan at one end of it, indulging in all the
must be confessed that old Reisacher had garrulous greetings common to the proprie-
the appearance of one who had been blown tors of wrinkles and gray hairs. The coffee
about by the east winds of life. He looked jug which he at times applied to his lips seem-
more wern than his thread barc gray jacket.ed to liquidize his imagination; and, from
and yet there was an air of precaution and his smiles and gestures I could fancy him in
economy about him that promised an unusual a diluted state of feeling altogether amiable.
length of days both to himself and to his ward-The schwarz brod remained beside him for
robe. He was the oracle of his village and a graver discussion. But just at that moment
remarkable man in his way. He could as- I was unfortunately perceived, and the meal
certain when a dog or a cow had been looked came to an untimely end.
at by an evil eye; and, if invoked, would coun-
teract this spell by burning certain withered
weeds at midnight in presence of the afflicted
quadrupeds. He could, moreover, stop the
gaping mouths of insignificant wounds by the
mysterious utterance of two or three senten-
ces (which no one ever heard ;) and these
(when assisted by cobwebs or certain chewed
leaves) had been known to produce very mi-
raculous results.

But I must not trust myself with the precise detail of his many superfluous accomplishments. Let those already mentioned suffice; and let him stand out in my picture as a part and parcel of a group in which he does not form the chief figure, an adjunct of that deep rolling river on which my scene is laid, in which he enthusiastically gloried, from a conviction that he somehow (he knew not how) belonged to it or it to him. He used to say, as he looked on in its angry moods, that it was gustlish schen,' which is being inter

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With all the bustle of one who wisely and habitually considers his business one of more importance than his case, friend Reisacher rose from his seat, laid his hand on the oar and declared himself ready with his usual obstinate activity; and on my stepping into the boat he proceeded to his angular transit, first against the current and then with it, with geometrical precision; and in five minutes we were on the opposite side of the river, which moved on in a sullen swell, reflecting the dark and heavy autumn clouds that rolled slowly above. During those five minutes I had succeeded in tempting the venerable connoisseur to accompany me to a village, not quite half a league from the ferry, for the purpose of looking at a wood ranger's horse which, making liberal allowances for the errors of its education and its potato diet was very much the sort of animal that I had a mind to purchase.

To ask the opinion of Johan Reisacher on such a matter was to bind him to you for

Its all over with her now; and there she goes sure enough!' exclaimed Reisacher, as a powerful wave caught the boat under the side and turned it keel upwards.

ever. But I scarcely know what unlucky "Tis true for you, Sir; I doubt if it be was felt rather than heard as I and my old prophecy, or abortive imprecation might have not in great danger,' observed Johan, eyeing companion ran along the slippery road. followed the rejection of his advice if once keenly the wave buffeted little craft to which In a few minutes more the boat drifted solicited. There was a self-opinionated stub-I called his attention. It was heavily laden into an eddy most particularly dreaded by bornness about him that never forgave a slight with a large freight of firewood, so heavily that the old ferryman. offered to his judgment. But I am again dip- even in the smoothest water, the gun-wale ping into his character, when it was his would have touched the water's edge. It was daughter's conduct I want to describe. in the middle of the river, endeavoring to 'Susannah, child' said the old man, keep force its way against the stream, by the aid the boat here, and wait for me, I shall be back of a square and tattered looking sail, but every in three little half hours. Let no one per-effort of the men who managed it was baffled suade you to cross, for the wind is rising, by the extreme violence of the waves, which and the current is very strong: and the weath- we could plainly see washing clear over it er seems upon the change; I feel that we shall from stem to stern. have a squally evening. But I shall be with you in time to take you home, and excuse you from your good aunt Lena's scolding for staying out so long.'

And so saying, he drew up, coiled the rope round a tree hard by, and away we went, the weather-seer carefully avoiding to look up at the sky (which could have told any fool that bad weather was coming) lest his atmospheric sagacity might appear less profound than he meant me to believe it.

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I'll just wish you good evening, Sir, and hurry on to the ferry and I hope the boat may have succeeded in passing it before I arrive, for that ledge of rock just above the station is hard to steer past in such a dreadful squall,' said my companion, with benevolent anxiety. But I was not disposed to part with him thus. The danger to which the unhappy boatmen were exposed, was attraction sufficient to lead me closer to the scene; and old Johan and I proceeded rapidly together

They must be lost before we can reach the river,' added he, catching at the railing by the roadside overcome by agitation and exertion, while I stopped to recover my breath and stared down into the river from the precipitate bank. The rain now swept in sheets up the stream, and almost hid every object upon it; but I fancied I distinguished like a phantom boat in the mist, old Johan's little skiff, striving to plunge through the wave, and rocked like a cradle by the opposite influence of wind and tide.

The old man's eyes, dim from age, but Susannah took out her blue worsted stock-on our way back, hurried silently forward by their vision quickened by affection were fixed ing and multiplied its parallelograms, com- the force of mere excitement, and never like mine in straining scrutiny; and when his fortably indifferent to the cold gusts that losing sight of the struggling vessel, which gaze was sure of its object, he cried out in a swept across the valley. though it inade scarcely any way, was never-tone of bitterest anguishtheless gaining on us, as we approached the 'Oh, my child! My Susannah !—it is ferry in a now nearly parallel line with the her-it is the boat. She will perish. Oh, river. save her! save her!-Herr Gott!

But after a time the heavy cloud which old Reisacher preferred not seeing and the chilling wind which his daughter seemed determined not to feel, began to burst and hiss; Every moment that led us nearer, showed and a sudden stop was put to one of my com- us the increasing peril of the frail craft; and panion's vain glorious panegyrics on his own I thought I could distinguish at times a deinfallibility of judgment in matters of horse-spairing cry for aid from the two men who flesh by a loud crash of thunder.

There will be a storm,' said I.

Aye indeed there will; but I scarcely thought it would be so bad as what is coming,' replied Johan, thoughtfully and staring full in the face of the lowering sky. Yet the child need not get wet for all that, unless she likes it; for is not there the old tarpaulin and the oars, whereof she may make a covering ?'

I saw clearly that old Reisacher was appealing to himself, rather than to me, so I waited until his inclination prompted him to step out faster on our way to the wood ranger's house which we at last reached as nearly wet through as it was possible to be. The wood ranger was at home, but the horse was not; and the storm increased, and so at last did the father's anxiety increase about his only child,

I must go back,' said he, gazing from the eminence we stood on, towards the Rhine; Susannah will be frightened. Pray look at the river Sir, I never saw it more furious and! never so suddenly aroused. It is gastlich schen! Isn't it ?'

It is a fine sight to look at from this safe distance,' said I; but it has few charms for the poor fellows in that boat, that is tossed about so roughly.'

And with incredible speed he darted away from our resting place. I soon overtook him, and supported him on my arm, as he tottered panting and exhausted to the tree were imperfectly manning her, and whose ges- against which his little skiff had erewhile tures, as she was heavily tossed to and fro by coiled.-We now saw it within fifty yards of the angry swell, spoke a plain story of terri- us on the boiling surf and the heroic child— fied helplessness.-A hollow in the road her young heart buoyant with pity's life bloodmade us lose sight of her for a few minutes; working her helm-like oar with all her strength and as we ascended again in breathless impa- and looking pale and stern at the rain and the tience we caught a near view, which con-waves, which drenched her through and firmed our worst forebodings. The boat, either from the rudder being unshipped, or the man at the helm being washed down by a wave, had turned completely round, and was swept across to almost the other side of the river, by the strong side wind, and the violent eddy. Every wave threatened to swamp it altogether and it was drifting fast into the ledge of rocks alluded to by Reisacher, and over which there was now a foam of breakers scarcely to be believed by any one who has not seen the Rhine in one of its angriest moods. We were now within a few hundred yards of the Ferry.

The cries for help were less frequent for there was to all appearance no help at hand. Four or five peasants, men and women stood at different points on the banks, throwing up their hands and screaming unavailing advice or consolation to the poor bostmen; and now and then the dismal echo of their shouts

through-at the furious wind which had loosened her long hair, and sent it streaming around her, at the broad lightning, which gave, at intervals, a supernatural hue to her whole person. She was, in a minute or two more in the power of the formidable current in which the half drowned men now clung to their capsized boat, and she was nearly in as much danger as they were. It was a moment of actual distraction to her father, and of indescribable awe to me. I never shall forget the sensation of that fearful interval of suspence.

The gray headed old man now gasped convulsively; and wildly stretching forth his arm, he flung himself on the earth as if to shut out the scene of almost inevitable death.

The despairing men were with hoarse, faint voices, hailing and cheering on the intrepid girl, and giving what snatches of instruction they could utter as to the means of approach

ing them. But alas! the utmost strength of a vantages, and she walked at the head of her ||brought to his berth for his inspection. The child fortified as it must have been by a pow-village schoolfellows in their daily promen-craft belonged to Nautucket, and was in erful feeling of religious confidence and a ades with a step as composed and a look as sand ballast. The mate of the vessel, somenoble courage; was insufficient for so severe unassuming as before the event which has what of a wag and a doubter of the Captain's a struggle; and I had the deep anguish of given her name its local immortality. infallibilty, wet the lead and dipping it in the seeing the wreck and the forlorn brothers But since the year 1831 friend Reisacher ballast carried it down to the berth. Old who hung upon it with a fierce yet enfeebled has lost his old sister and given up the Ferry. Captain Bunker's eyes dilated with astonishgrasp, swept by within a dozen yards of the But the gratitude of Martin and Georgement as he asked-' Do you say that you got Ferryboat. Buckholtz does not allow him to want the this sand by sounding?' comfort of a house in his old age, and IYes, Sir.' should not be at all surprised to hear at any day (for Susannah is now seventeen) that the gratitude of Martin, who is still unmarried, was about to give a still more permanent expression of his attachment to the younger remaining member of the female branch of the Reisacher family.

At this moment old Reisacher started up, and he would have plunged into the merciless river, had I not forcibly held him back; but screaming louder than the storm, his voice now reached Susannah, and it seemed at once to paralyze her skill. She cast her looks by turns on the wretched objects she would have saved, and on the half maddened parent who seemed rushing in frantic effort to assist her.

Then Nantucket's sunk and we are right over Tupper's Hill!'

The mate went on deck.

THE true economy of housekeeping is simply the art of gathering up all the fragiments so that nothing be lost. I mean fragments of time as well as matters. Nothing should be thrown away as long as it is possible to make any use of it, however trifling it may be; and whatever may be the size of a family, every member should be employed either in earning or saving money.

The Rural Repository.

SATURDAY, JUNE 9, 1838.

At this crisis Martin Bucholz, one of the MISCELLANY. brothers, perceiving that their combined hope Anecdote of a Painter. of safety depended entirely on the possibility of his gaining the ferry-boat-for his com- THE Cincinnati Post gives the following panion could not swim-he resolved to trust striking anecdote of the introduction of an himself, inexpert, exhausted and encumbered American painter to Benjamin West. Some as he was, to the chances of the torrent. He thirty-odd years ago there lived an Edward slipped down into the water, struck out his G. Malbone, by birth a native of Newport, new-nerved arms to buffet every wave, and Rhode Island; by profession a miniature rolling and plunging with the fierce energy painter. The productions of his pencil were of despair, he little by little approached the among the lack-judgment people of the Uniskiff. Susannah regained her presence of ted States, considered very fine. He was mind, and she labored at her oar with renewed our personal, and intimate friend; in one strength and redoubled efforts. She soon of our voyages to Europe he went with us, met the bold swimmer; he grasped the to improve himself in the art,' so said his prow-heaved himself up the side-caught the letter of introduction to BENJAMIN WEST. oar from his preserver's hands-and though A day or two after our arrival in London, How a considerable distance from the heavy we went together to see Mr. West. We rolling wreck, he came up with it just as his introduced him to the President of the arts brother was fainting from exhaustion and ter-in Great Britain,' as Napoleon called him' ror, and lifted him safely into the skiff. Mr. W. said after reading his letter, Sir, And how to describe old Reisacher's de- have you any specimens of your art with you? light, quick following his despair, as he saw I have sir,' was the prompt reply; at the the ferry boat bounding triumphantly across same time producing, from a breast pocket, the waves, with its miraculously rescued shagreen case of an oval form of some four freight ;—the tears, the blessings, the thanks- inches by three, which contained a picture of givings-the love, the pride, the gratitude!-three female figures, on a piece of ivory, repall fell down in plenteous showers upon the resenting the hours' past, present, and head of his child, or rose to heaven in fervid future, by their positions; Mr. West looked but silent thought. at it attentively for some minutes, then turning to our friend, he said, Sir your letter informs me that you came to London to im-N.. $1,00, H. B. Cazenovia, N. Y. $1,00; R. K. Johnprove yourself in you art: you may go home by the first vessel, sir, there is not a man in Europe can paint a picture like this.'

Susannah-calm, modest, and apparently unconscious in the midst of all our united praise and admiration-was destined to the conviction that she had done a virtuous and heroic action without knowing at the time its

uncommon merit.

The Grand Duke of Baden on hearing the circumstance was pleased to bestow a gratuity of two hundred florins on our little heroine, together with a medal as a special mark of distinction, bearing the inscription, 'She Trusted in God.'

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Not to be Cheated.

Ir is the boast of the hardy fishermen and coasters of the North that they can tell their whereabout without any other instrument than lead, and no other observation than a scrutiny of the sand brought from the bottom upon it. She was when I last saw her a year after the A famous anecdote in Nantucket, is told of adventure, receiving the full benefit of an ex-one Captain Bunker, a branch of the great cellent education; for some voluntary sub-amphibious family of Bunkers. Being sick scriptions procured her many additional ad- and below, he directed that the lead should be

CLOSE OF THE VOLUME.-This number closes the pleasureable duty to tender our unfeigned thanks to 14th Volume of this work; and again it becomes our the kind friends, both patrons and correspondents, who have so well sustained us in our labors through the lapse of by-gone years; to some, it may be, who have walked with us during the past year, we shall be called upon to extend the parting hand, if 30, we hope it will be in amity and good will, and that they will be ready still to exert their influence in extending the circulation of our little sheet. We do not complain, as the manner of some is,' of a want of punctuality among our subscribers, nor have we much reason; but there are yet a few agents and others who are still in our debt--will they be so good as to consider that the pressure of the times bears quite as heavily upon the type-setting fraternity as upon any other class of community, and endeavor to remit the amount of their subscriptions without delay-by so doing they will essentially benefit, as well as oblige us.

Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of Postage paid.

T. R. Edgefield, S. C. $3,00; D. C. Schodack Center, son's Creek, N. Y. $1,00; P. M. South Corinth, N. Y. $1,00; T. H. S. Elba, N. Y. $1,00; C. 8. W. Catskill, N. Y. $8,00; M. S. New-York, $1,00; P. M. Lenox, N. Y. $2,00; P. M. Sharon, Ct. $1,00; W. M. J. Essex, Vt. $1,00; P. M. Clifton Park, N. Y. 62,00; P. M. Rossie, N. Y. $1,00; D. K. & H. P. Portsmouth, Ohio, $2,00; A. L. Leon Mills, N. Y. $2,00; G. V. V. Pleasant Plains, N. Y. $1,00.

MARRIED,

At Cairo, on the 20th ult. by the Rev. Mr. Brier, Mr. Casper V. H. Morrison, merchant of this city, to Mrs Mary, widow of the late Col. Frederick P. Osborn, and daughter of John C. Burhans, esq. of the former place.

DIED,

In this city, on the 29th ult. Sarah Maria, daughter of

Joseph and Maria Adams, in her 6th year.

On the 29th ult. Catharine E. daughter of Theophilus and Julia Ann Demick, aged 9 years and 8 months. On the 2d inst. Edgar, sou of William Noyes, in his 11th

year.