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sweatheart, pretty well for one day's hand, and was looking for catfish and suckers, which abounded in this stream. Squire Jones, the rival of our hero, was He had gone a long distance without seea man possessed of more wealth than ing any fish, when in a certain deep pool character. He had first made his appear- at the upper end of the swamp, near the ance in those parts as a negro trader, in foot of the hills, he saw the tail of an imwhich traffic he accumulated a good deal mense catfish sticking out from under the of money. He was a hard grinding man root of an old oak tree, which grew close of a violent and brutal temper, and was to the bank; with breathless eagerness he hated and feared by all who were unlucky crept up and drove his gig into the monster, enough to get into his power. He could whose weight was so great that he was be plausible enough when he pleased, and obliged to seize him by the tail with both had got into favour with Colonel Wilson, hands to drag him forth upon terra firma. who was no match for his cunning. The belly seemed distended as if he had Jones was pleased with the idea of get-swallowed all the other fish in the stream. ting so handsome a wife as Margaret Daniel drew his knife and ripped open the Wilson, but his principal object was her paunch, when lo! there rushed forth such father's wealth, of which she was to be a shower of coined money as can find a sole heiress. He knew her attachment to parallell only in the auriferous depositaries Daniel, and that his best chance was to of the Metalic currency. It actually made get his rival out of the way; this he a pile on the grass two feet high. Daniel hoped to accomplish by means of the claim threw himself upon the treasure, andon the Widow's plantation, the interest of found himself on the floor of his chamber. which not being paid he could turn them He rose, and looked round, but so vivid out at once, and clear the country of them was the impression produced by his dream very likely. that it was some minutes before he could connect his thoughts.

Here we have got our hero into trouble after the most approved fashion of romance writers.

The cool, grey dawn was appearing, and the east was slightly reddened by the In debt; for however ridiculous the approaching sun. He looked out of the want of a hundred dollars may appear to window towards the swamp. those whose talk is of thousands, yet the 'Any how,' said he, 'I'll go up the branch want of that sum to those who have no and take a look for the big fish, I'm sure means of making it up, may be as distress- he's there, whether his belly is full of moing as the want of twenty thousand-this ney or not, for I can see his tail wagging we happen to know. under the stump.'

In love; with his passion crossed by one Old Moses was sitting at the door of his of those troublesome papas who have ever hut smoking his pipe, as Daniel passed. been a stumbling block in the path of true Golly! Dinah,' said the old negro to his lovers. wife, Massa Dan'l in mighty hurry for How then is he to be gotten out of these fis dis morning, he jump over de gate all difficulties? Shall he shoot his rival? Shall same as deer.'

he shoot himself? Shall he come down on Daniel followed the stream till he came the festival scene like Lord Lockinvar, and to the well known pool; there it lay, with carry off his lady love en croupe? Or shall the steam rising from the black looking he, renouncing young romance, console water, and curling away in thick wreaths himself with the natural charms of Miss which almost hid the hill sides from his Ann Palmer and her hundred negroes? view. Forbid it Love! Forbid it Honor!

There was the old oak with its huge Daniel put up his wearied mare and arms spread abroad, on one of which sat went to an unwearied pillow, and it was a blue jay, disturbing with its discordant not till near dawn that he fell into a doze. cry, the perfect stillness of the scene.

He thought he was walking by the banks As he softly, and with beating heart, of the stream which flowed through the approached the spot, a fox bounced from plantation, and was known by the name of the long grass, and Driver looked at his Turkey Creek. He had his fish gig in his

master in amazement that he was not ordered to chase it. He little knew what sort of game his was gathered to his fathers, and Daniel master had in view. reigned in his stead. He is the same jolly 'I'll be shot,' said he to himself, if there sportsman as ever, and keeps the best dogs and horses in the country, and when in

-The had threatened her father that he would do. In the course of time the old man

a'nt the fish!'

Something seemed to twinkle in the the year 1830, I stopped at his house for a water, and he raised the fish gig and drove night, he shewed me a chestnut filly, a it with all his force. It grated against the great great grand daughter of old Kate, stones at the bottom. The weapon came which he said had distanced a large field up very heavy; some ponderous substance the fall previous at Mecklenburg. was fast to it. A lump of Gold as big as

his two fists!

Daniel had ran many foot races, but never did he cover the same space of ground in so short a time as now, carrying weight though he did, and Driver followed, as he best might, thinking in his simple head, that his master had lost his wits."

ANTHONY BLACK.

NOVEMBER.

Thus wrapt in mist-MILTON.

Of all the months of the year, Novem At Rutherford Court House lived the ber is usually deemed the lesst agreeable. man who owned the largest mining esta- Autumn is now withering into winter; the blishment at that time, for they were just hale old man is losing his strength, and debeginning to find gold in that region, and cripitude follows... Perhaps the disagreesome of the store keepers had commenced ables of this month are felt the more buying it. Thither went Daniel, as fast as acutely from the clear bright ones which Kate could gallop, and the worthy miner have preceeded it. It is the first which was almost petrified into primitive Trap may be termed winter-like, and on that at the sight of the glittering mass, which account meets not a hearty welcome; for, weighed twenty pounds, and produced the however we may enjoy the winter evensum of 3840 dollars. I like to be exact in ings, and the cheerful fireside, there are money matters. few who do not witness the departure of Greatly was 'Squire Jones surprised, summer hours with regret. when on calling at the Widow Johnstone November, it is not thy dense atmos for his money, he was paid both principal phere which makes thee dreary, it is the and interest; and furious was he, when absence of the eyes which were wont to after the papers were all signed, Daniel meet mine with a look of tenderness, the told him of the gold having been found in lips which addressed me in words of af Turkey Creek. That such a prize should have slipped these even now. Gentle Reader, if thou fection; yet am I not wholly unblest by through his fingers, would have raised the hast a cheerful home, and those around dander' of a milder man than 'Squire thee to whom love has cemented thee in Jones, and he became so outrageous that tenderest bonds, murmur not at the month Daniel was obliged to lead him to the out- and its dreariness, suffer it not to produce side of the house by the collar, an opera-ennur, but grasp all the pleasures it can tion which he performed with so little gen-produce, and ask thyself how melancholy tleness, that the 'Squire was convinced of might it be were some one most dearly the propriety of an immediate retreat from prized removed from thy home circle. the premises, which one hour before he Let gratitude usurp the place of discontent, had fondly looked upon as his own, and the breast in which that seraphic A swarm of speculators flocked to Tur-guest is an inhabitant cannot be one of tokey Creek when the news spread abroad, tal unhappiness. and the Widow sold this place for money enough to make her as rich as Colonel Wilson himself.

Then did the course of true love run smooth,' and Daniel married Margaret as

Pretty good for a "gal."-A young buck with corsets laced as tight as fiddle strings,' examining the operation of one of the fac

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tories in this place a short time ago, boy. The other ear was taken off by one stroke of the knife. And now,' said Morillo, depart! the faaddressed the following sapient question ther of such a son is dangerous to Spain; he must pay to one of the young girls employed in work the forfeit of his life.' The maimed child passed from -"does this factory go by steam young, the quarters of the General, but to witness the execuwoman?" She answered. "It does not, tion of his father.

sir, but I should think you did if one were to judge by the smell of your breath."-Pau tucket Chronicle,

A HINT TO YOUNG LADIES.

When I was a younger man, says Philip Thicknesse, I often visited a distant relation, to whom I aud my family had been much obliged. This gentleman had nine agreeable, nay beautiful daughters, who had often entertained me with the slipslop conversation, of a rich, but low, unbred woman, their neighbour, whose husband being appointed high sheriff, occasioned her to talk much to these ladies, about the grand sheriff dinner she was to give. I am determined' said she 'to have no custards, for if I have custards I must have cheesecakes, and if I have cheese-cakes I must have jellies, if jellies, fruits &c.

As I usually spent my Christmas at the countryseat of this friend, with his lovely family, there sometimes arose a kind of merriment called Christmas gambols. questions and commands, &c. Now. these innocent sports led the gentlememan some times to salute the young ladies all round; a pleasure which I alone, who perhaps loved them best, always declined partaking. This shyness in me seemed so unaccountable to them, that they one and all seized an occasion to rally me for possessing a mauvais honte, so contrary to the etiquette at that time of the year. I. confessed the force of the charge and fully acknowledged my guilt; adding that the only excuse that I could offer was, that if I had cus tards, I must have cheese-cakes; if cheese-cakes jellies; if jellies, fruits; and if-in short, before 1 had half done with my ifs, they all ran away, left me on the field of battle, and never rallied to make an attack on me again.

MORILLO.

and

Morillo and Morales, though able generals, are two of the most ferocious savages in all that relates to the inflicting of miseries upon their opposers. The fol. lowing anecdote is characteristic, and not unlikely to be literally true.

SHE NEVER SMILED AGAIN.

She was in youth's bright happy day,
The fairest of the fair;

She was the gayest of the gay,-
A stranger e'er to care.
O then her smile so full of mirth,
Would cheer the heart of pain-
Alas! misfortune pierc'd her own;
She never smil'd again.

She loved-lov'd deep and fervently—
Her's was the love of love,
Pure, fix'd, unchangeable as that

Which binds in Heaven above:
'Twas then her brightest smile she wore—
Her love was not in vain,

Alas! the beauteous vision fled

She never smil'd again.

Her hair turn'd grey-'twas not from years'Twas sickness of the heart,

In which were sorrow's frozen tears,

That time could never start.
'Tis said that time will bring relief,
Unto the heart of pain;

Alas! it never did to her's-
She never smil'd again.

During the campaigns in Caraccas, a boy appeared in the tent of Morillo, drowned in tears. The Chief desired to be informed for what purpose he was there. The child said he came to beg the life of his father, then a prisoner in Morillo's camp.—'What can you do to save your father?' asked the General. I can do but little,' said the boy, 'but what I can shall be done.' Morillo seized the little fellow's ear :-Would you suffer that to be taken off to obtain your father's The Last Man. A lady, a few evenings ago, after liberty?' demanded be. I certainly would,' was the answer. A soldier was accordingly ordered to cut off having for some time attentively read Mrs. Shelley', the ear by pieces ;-the boy wept, but resisted not. novel entitled "The Last Man," threw down the book Would you lose your other ear for the accomplish- and emphatically exclaimed, "The Last Man! Bless ment of your purpose?' was the next question. I me! if such a thing were to happen, what would behave suffered much, but I can still suffer,' replied the come of the women?"