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from whose lips you would have expected and when left to total darkness, I trem. stories of a sombre cast; for the former bled lest he should step from the canwas a stout, bale, and ruddy yeoman, vas, and, assuming a tangible form, and the latter a rosy, buxom dame, who chastise me for some misdemeanour with had weathered “ Cape Forty," without his heavy hand. At such times of terror experiencing any of those storms which I thought of my forays in the neighcommonly leave traces of their wrath on bouring orchards, and made certain all the vessels which have passed that resolutions of reform, which lasted until point of peril. They both sleep in the the next sunshiny day with its tempting elm-bowered churchyard of their native display of fruit. Yet there was a pleavillage: a simple headstone tells their sure in all this : and in summer and names and modest worth ; but the story autumn I loved to wander in my ances. of their kindness is yet more indelibly tral woods at “ twilight's contemplative engraven on my heart. Requiescant in hour," and recall the legendary tales I

had received from venerated lips. I have My good uncle never knew the effect often lost myself in this unprofitable his stories had upon me; for, listening employment, and, when my senses reto them under the safeguard of his pre- turned to me, have found that the sun sence, seated before a most ruddy and had withdrawn his light and warmth from musical fire of oak logs, in an apartment the landscape, and that the moon was amply illuminated by the blaze from the climbing above the eastern horizon, and hearth and the glare of the candles, I shedding a silvery light upon the treecould put a bold face upon the matter, tops and the feathered edges of the hills. and have even incurred the rebuke of Then the homeward walk through the my worthy relatives for expressing my wood was beset with imaginary perils. disbelief at the most dismal of their Reader, dear! didst thou ever, in the winter tales. But the countenance, silent hours of the night, thread the bold and reckless in the presence of my sombre and unfrequented mazes of a uncle as that of ancient Pistol when forest? There is a solemnity and a before his corpulent commander, assumed tranquillity in the depths of the great in the solitude of my chamber the blank woods, which have something that strikes and cowering look which stamped the an awe and undefined terror into the visage of Shakspeare's vapouring hero stoutest heart. Darkness reigns around when suddenly exposed to the towering you ; for even the light of a harvest resentment of Fluellen. Holding my moon is not strong enough to pierce the feeble lamp, frugally constructed to give dense masses of black foliage : then the but half an hour's light, I searched cold wind sighs through the branches every nook and cranny of my room, and with a wild and foreboding sound : even at length peered fearfully under the bed, when your eyes grow a little accustomed expecting every moment to encounter to the dim funereal light, you cannot the fierce glances of a skulking witch, distinguish objects with precision : lurking in ignoble ambuscade, either in stunted pines seem hideous spirits lying her natural shape or under the form of in wait for you: mighty firs are giants a black cat, with eyes of brassy hue, and planted in your path : the rustle of the tail erect, and claws protruded. Then, birches behind you seems to herald the after saying my prayers and hurrying approaching pursuit of some shapeless into bed, I would lie perdu beneath the and nameless thing; and even the rushcoverlets till nearly suffocated, when, ing of the brook strikes unpleasantly venturing to look forth from my con- upon the ear. Perhaps you may disturb cealment, I generally caught a glimpse the shy crow, and his hoarse croak bodes of the portrait of my great-grandfather, no good by night or day. an unforgiving puritan, which hung op. We have roused the night raven: I heard posite the bed, and represented him as

croak large and stern as life, wearing the same iron cap and the same frown with which

As we plashed along beneath the oak.

Who wakens my nestlings?" the raven he encountered the warriors of king

he said, Philip, when he marched against that

" My beak shall, ere morn, in his blood brave and wily chieftain as lieutenant to the warlike Captain Church. His threat

be red," &c. ening figure seemed to quiver wrathfully Now and then a blundering bat dashes in the last dancing gleams of the taper; in your face, and perhaps, wheeling from

the moonlight, a great hoary owl soars length they began to wonder that he did above your head, shrieking like an evil not marry. His aversion to the fair sex spirit in the fangs of torment. Such are was very strange, very singular, very the terrors I have encountered, and sur- suspicious. A family, consisting of vived.

seven old maids, all appeared one Sunday I have often thought it a peculiar mis- in new caps, to make a dead set at him, fortune that, while our noble New Eng- but he never looked toward their pew; land was peopled with witches, who and although the parson's daughter made played their cantrips with success, scur- a faint on purpose to be carried out of rying through the midnight air on the meeting by young Ashland, he never broomsticks, racking their victims with offered her the least assistance. At sharp pains and pinches, sending the length a great discovery was made-it murrain among their cattle, and the rot was found he was courting Fanny Heathamong their sheep, manufacturing my- cote, the prettiest but poorest girl in riads of tormenting horse-flies and mus. the parish. Of course the whole town quitoes ; in short, practising all the was in an uproar; scandalous stories annoying parts of the black art, we were circulated about the young lady, should be destitute of those benevolent and it was openly asserted that her fairies so common in the East, who never mother, who was bed-ridden for fifteen exert their magic powers except in be- years, died of infirmity, and was buried half of suffering virtue and benevolence. privately, was a witch ; and it was moreWe have many a lovely river, gliding over added (but this was whispered through scenes of pastoral beauty and cautiously) that she had bequeathed some luxuriance, but no Undine ever rises of the secrets of her art to her daughter from its waters, no Stromkerl or Boy of as a legacy. And indeed any one who the Stream ever breathes his music to looked upon the black sparkling eyes of the flowery banks. Many of our farmers Fanny, or her rosy lips, must have conwould gladly entertain the “ lubber- fessed there was a witchery there, the fiend” of Milton, the “ drudging gob. strangest in the world. It was quite lin;" but he comes not at our call, and wonderful to observe what a sudden we must rest satisfied in the knowledge interest in the affairs of Ashland was that we have had our witches, and have taken by all those worthy fathers of the still our phantom ship, the rival of the village, who had marriageable daughters. Flying Dutchman, lifting its phosphoric They would take him by the button when masts by night on the ocean off Block they met him in the street, ask very Island.

affectionately after his health, invite him I, who am treading the downhill path to dinner or to supper according to the of life, have grown somewhat weary and time of day, and conclude by throwing forgetful of the legendary lore which I out very dark hints about the danger of imbibed with such keen relish in days forming hasty connexions. The parson, when I saw the “ splendour in the grass, whose daughter was on the verge of and beauty in the flower ;' still I have ancient maidenhood, “ felt it his duty to retained one or two tales firmly believed his dear young friend,” to advise him to in the earlier part of the nineteenth break off immediately with Fanny Heathcentury.

cote. But the obdurate young man seemed to cling closer to his mistress the more her reputation was assailed ; he waited upon her to meeting and to

singing school, and even danced with Not many years ago, there lived in her at the annual assembly ball. All the fine old village of West New York this was matter of triumph to Fanny and a handsome young farmer, whom we shall an old crone of an aunt, who dwelt in call Tom Ashland, who inherited from his the little cottage which was the sole father many an acre of available land, remaining property of the family of arable, pasturage, and woodland. The Heathcote. The pretty young maiden, success of all his projects, the thrift and proud of her conquest, waxed capricious industry of the young man, were themes and coquettish : like an angler who has of wonder to his less enterprising or less hooked a fine trout, she found sport in fortunate neighbours. The old gossips playing him with the line before she of the vicinity were for a long time at a brought him to the bank. Ashland's loss to discover some fault in him; at ardent temper ill brooked this treatment,

THE VERITABLE STORY OF THE WHITE

CAT.

he became moody, jealous, and discon- that instant the clock struck twelve. Not solate; finally, sulky and almost savage. long after the door burst open, and in In this mood he was again assailed by rushed the old aunt of Fanny Heathcote, advisers, and finding the conduct of his breathless with exertion, and exclaiming, mistress grow daily more and more pro. “You've killed her, you foul thief! My voking, he told her that their engage. pretty Fanny is breathing her last.", ment was at an end--that he would Tom Ashland waited for no more ; never marry her. Fanny was thunder- bareheaded he fled from the house, and struck-she wept, promised, and pleaded, took the well-known path to Fanny's while the old aunt scolded and threat- cottage. He flew to her bedside, and ened. All was vain-Ashland had de- found her writhing in agony, with the cided, and he abided by his decision. blood streaming from several wounds

After this he entirely avoided female in her head. The pallor and convulsions society, and lived secluded on his farm. of death were already upon her, but she He sought no companionship, and to took the hand of Ashland, and said, visitors who forced themselves upon “ Forgive and forget, as I do ; let me have him, he behaved with a rudeness border- a Christian burial,'' and expired. Her ing on ferocity. One day as he sat at last wishes were attended to, but to sedinner, the door swung open of itself, and cure her person in the grave, she was a beautiful white cat entered the room. laid with her face downward, and a horseShe approached Ashland, purring, and shoe nailed upon the coffin lid. Ashland seeking by her actions to win his caress. survived her but a few months, during es ; but the rude farmer spurned her which he moped about his house, rarely from him with his foot. She was not, taking food, and incessantly muttering however, to be repulsed, but continued strange phrases to himself. He was to solicit his attention. From that time buried by the side of Fanny, and a plain forward the cat never left the presence slab of stone, without any inscription, of Ashland, but followed him everywhere, marks the place of their repose. to the field, to ride, to the stable, to the dining-room. This singular conduct of the animal attracted the attention, first

A GOOSE OF A WITCH. of the female domestics and the labourers The other tale is briefer still. In the on the farm, and then of the whole village, same village lived an old hag, possessed so that in a short time nothing else was of the black art, whose name I do not talked about. It was the universal recollect, but whose malevolence seemed opinion that she was a witch, and many to direct itself exclusively against a hinted that it was Fanny Heathcote, who neighbouring farmer, simply because had taken that shape to persecute her she was the poorest, and he the richest faithless lover. Ashland, however, was person in the town. In this she proved warned against using violence, because herself a thorough radical. At length, it was predicted that ill luck would follow the better to carry on her persecutions, him in case he should permit his passion she assumed the form of a goose, and to get the better of his prudence. Tom, followed the poor man everywhere, playwe have seen, was a fellow who little ing a thousand pranks, to his infinite liked advice, and the conduct of the annoyance. Several times he discharged white cat at length became so insupport- at her the goodly king's arm, which had able, that one Friday he resolved to shoot once poured its bullets upon Louisburgh her. As he took down his gun for that the goose or the witch seemed musketpurpose, the cat moaned so piteously, proof. At length to his great delight, and looked up in his face with so human the farmer caught the malevolent bird, an expression, that he half relented. wrung its neck, spitted it, and began to “ Hang ye !" said Tom, menacing her roast it. No sooner did the goose begin with his foot- begone! or stay here to roast, than the old hag, whose cot. and have a charge of buckshot in your tage was not far remote, began to utter confounded stubborn head, ye imp of the most piercing screams, which in. Satan!" The cat stepped toward the creased in vehemence as the culinary door, then returned and lay down on the process proceeded. The few neighbours hearth-rug at full length. Tom levelled whom curiosity or kindness called in to his piece and fired—a piercing shriek the witch's cottage, declared, upon oath, rang through the room, and the animal that the skin and flesh of the hag looked rolled on the floor in mortal agony. At precisely as if she had been exposed to

a hot fire, and that she gave up the ghost than a horse. He has only to put on a in great agony, complaining of a dread- few plain linen and woollen garments, ful heat and thirst.

brush his hair, and tie on his cravat, and he is done insusceptible of further improvement; and for any personal im

pression he desires to wake, he must DRESS.

trust to fortune, and the features and

whiskers nature has given him. But a “Why do women array themselves in woman !-it is not in the unsophisticated such fantastical dresses and quaint de- mind of man to conceive the innumervices—with gold, with silver, with coro- able adornments she can bring into play nets, pendants, bracelets, earrings, chains, to dazzle his senses, confound his judg, guales, rings, pins, spangles, embroi- ment, and lead him into precipitous and deries, shadows, rebatoes, versi-colour not-to-be-retracted declarations. The ribands, feathers, fans, masks, furs, laces, only wonder--considering the number tiffanies, ruffs, falls, calls, cuffs, damasks, of males who use tobacco and spuff-is,

velvets, tassels, golden-cloth, silver. why the pretty creatures should give * tissue, precious stones, stars, flowers, themselves such an infinity of trouble.

birds, beasts, fishes, crisped locks, wigs, But so it is. They bave made up their painted faces, bodkins, setting-sticks, minds to have nurseries--a whim you cork, whalebone, sweet odours, and cannot put them off; and, indeed, after whatsoever else Africa, Asia, and Ame- our author's enumeration of their for. rica can produce; flaying their faces midable and multifarious implements of to produce the fresher complexion of a warfare, men may as well submit at once new skin, and using more time in dress- with a good grace, and no longer marvel ing than Cæsar took in marshalling his at Benedict's despairing exclamationarmy; but that, like cunning falconers, “Shall I never look on a bachelor of they wish to spread false lures to catch threescore again ?" unwary larks, and lead, by their gawdy baits and meretricious charms, the minds of inexperienced youths into the traps of love ?"-Burton.

NOTES OF A READER.

This is somewhat of a lengthy inter

INDIFFERENCE IN MISFORTUNES. rogation for the daughters of Eve to

THERE is a mood of mind, allied to reply to ; but still, "why do women

desperation, with which people are not array themselves,” except for the above

unfrequently accustomed to mock at mentioned purpose ? Only to think,

their own misfortunes, as if by treating now, of the manifold snares, dangers,

them with levity and apparent indiffetraps, and temptations, we inexperienced

rence they could lighten their burden, youths are exposed to! How is the

and repulse their assaults. most cautious and circumspect man on

It is the

rebound of the temperament, the return earth to fight his way through this mul

of that elasticity of soul, which cannot titudinous conglomeration of devices ?

all be crushed, and which, like the palmIf he successfully resists the “ pendants,

tree in Theophrastus, the more it is bracelets, earrings, chains," &c., then

trodden down, the more vigorously it ten to one but he falls a victim to the " ribands, feathers, fans, furs, or laces." springs up again. Some instances of this

frame of mind may be collected from and heaven only knows what else beside ; for the machinations and resources of the annexed quotation : female society have become much more “ There is a well known anecdote of complex since the time of Burton : and a physician, who, being called in to an thus it is, that despite all the quips, and unknown patient, found him suffering jeers, and sneers, and jokes and wit, under the deepest depression of mind, ticisms about matrimony, the world still without any discoverable disease, or goes steadily and legitimately, on, and other assignable cause. The physician statistical tables show what they denomi- advised him to seek for cheerful objects, nate a “ progressive increase." What and recommended him especially to go an ingenuous creature is a woman! A to the theatre and see a famous actor, man now (we speak not of exquisites or then in the meridian of his powers, puppies) takes very little more dressing whose comic talents were unrivalled. Alas! the comedian, who kept crowded have not yielded to natural decay, or theatres in a roar, was this poor hypo- been broken down by suffering, clings chondriac himself! The state of mind to the last in those whom it has strongly in which such men play their part, whe. possessed. Don Rodrigo Calderon, whose ther as authors or actors, was confessed fall and exemplary contrition served as a in a letter written from Yarmouth jail favourite topic for the poets of his day, to the doctor's friend, Miller, by a then wore a Franciscan habit at his execution, well-known performer in this line, George as an outward and visible sign of peni. Alexander Stevens. He wrote to de- tence and humiliation; as he ascended scribe his distress in prison, and to the scaffold, he lifted the skirts of the request that Miller would endeavour to habit with such an air that his attendant make a small collection for him, some confessor thought it necessary to reprove night at a concert ; and he told his sad him for such an instance of ill-timed regard tale sportively. But breaking off that to his appearance. Don Rodrigo excused strain he said : You may think I can himself by saying that he had all his have no sense, that while I am thus life carried himself gracefully!" wretched I should offer at ridicule ! But, sir, people constituted like me,

TEMPERANCE SOCIETIES. with a disproportionate levity of spirits,

THERE is nothing new under the sun. are always most merry when they are. We had thought that the temperance most miserable ; and quicken like the doctrines were an emanation of these eyes of the consumptive, which are always latter days, but it appears that they also brightest the nearer a patient approaches claim a respectable antiquity. to dissolution.' It is one thing to jest, “ Temperance Societies are not of so it is another to be mirthful. Sir Thomas recent a date as is imagined. Maurice, More jested as he ascended the scaffold. Landgrave of Hesse, was the founder of In cases of violent death, and especially one towards the end of the fifteenth cenupon an unjust sentence, this is not tury, under the title of The Order of surprising ; because the sufferer has not Temperance. Several princes and lords been weakened by a wasting malady, and became members of this association, the is in a state of high mental excitement singular statutes of which are still in and exertion. But even when dissolu. existence, and show the light in which tion comes in the course of nature, there temperance was held in those days. are instances of men who have died with Each member entered into a formal a jest upon their lips. Garci Sanchez engagement never to get drunk, and to de Badajoz, when he was at the point of this end promised that he would never death desired that he might be dressed drink more than seven glasses of wine, in the habit of St. Francis : this was of a certain fixed measure, at any one accordingly done, and over his Francis. meal. He was authorised to take two can frock they put on his habit of Sant- solid meals in the twenty-four hours, iago, for he was a knight of that order. and consequently might drink fourteen It was a point of devotion with him to glasses of wine a-day, independently of wear the one dress, a point of honour to a moderate quantity of beer and other wear the other ; but looking at himself liquors. Brandy, however, was entirely in this double attire, he said to those forbidden ; and such member of the who surrounded his death-bed, The order as, either from accident or necesLord will say to me presently, my friend sity, drank a glass of brandy, was bound Garci Sanchez, you come very well to retrench two glasses of his allowance wrapped up! (muy arrapado !) and I of wine.” shall reply, Lord, it is no wonder, for it

CONTENTMENT. was winter when I set off. The author Though I am not of opinion with who relates this anecdote, remarks that some wise men, that the existence of o morrer com graca he muyto bom, e objects depends on idea; yet, I am concom gracas he muyto mao: the observa. vinced that their appearance is not a tion is good but untranslatable, because little influenced by it. The optics of it plays upon the word which means some minds are so unhappily constructed grace as well as wit. The anecdote as to throw a certain shade on every itself is an example of the ruling humour picture that is presented to them ; while • strong in death ;' perhaps also of that others, like the mirrors of the ladies, have pride or vanity, call it which we will, a wonderful effect in bettering their comwhich so often, when mind and body plexions.

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