We have received the following reply the north of Scotland, who was to the 'love letter' that was published in supposed to possess the second our eighth number. It should have ap-sight. Strange rumors were apeared in our last but was too late. float respecting the old chieftain. He had spoken to an apparition, My exquisite friend! while the which ran along the battlements vociferous herald of time was of the house, and had never been proclaiming from his gothic emi-cheerful afterwards. His pronence, the hour when 'tired na- phetic visions excited surprise, ture's sweet restorer' dispenses even in that region of credulity; her somniferous blessings over and his retired habits favored the the lanuginous couch of repose, popular opinion. My friend assurjust as I was preparing to divest ed me, that one day, while he was my person of the incumberances reading a play to the ladies of the of my diurnal costume in order to family, the chief, who had been enjoy the luxury of horizontal refreshment, within the curtained walking across the room, stopped recess of my nocturnal sactorum, of a seer. suddenly, and assumed the look He rang the bell, and the subordinate menial that a- ordered the groom to saddle a waits my behests electerized me with the most extatic felicity, by bearing to me your delectable communication. I carefully incised the seal in order to preserve

it as emblematic of the indissolu

horse; to proceed immediately to a seat in the neighborhood, and to inquire after the health of Lady- if the account was favorable, he then directed him to call at another castle, to ask after ble tie that binds our glomerated another lady whom he named.— affections. My heart experienced The reader immediately closed the most agitating conquassina- his book, and declared that he tions on expanding your page! would not proceed till these abcredit me sir when I aver my total and radical disbelief of the rupt orders were explained, as he was confident that they were promultifarious criminalities that demoniac manevolence have alleged chief was very unwilling to exduced by the second sight. The against you; the promulgation of which although hypostatically de- plain himself; but at length owned that the door had appeared to trimental to the immaculate purity of your moral and professional without a head, had entered the open, and that a little woman, character, yet it cannot diminish even the shadow of a particle of ted the sudden death of some perroom; that the apparition indicathat sublime, profound, intense, imperishable, never-ending, still beginning love that animates the heart of your Elenora Polly.

CLEMANTINA CLAPPERGO.

A respectable Physician attests to the truth of the following, however myste

rious it may appear.

son of his acquaintance; and the only two persons who resembled the figure were those ladies after whose health he had sent to inquire. A few hours afterwards the servant returned with an account that one of the ladies had

died of an apopletic fit about the time when the vision had appearAN officer in the army who was ed. At another time, the chief certainly addicted to no supersti- was confined to his bed by indistion, was quartered, early in life, position, and my friend was read(in the middle of the last century,)ing to him, in a stormy winter near the castle of a gentleman in night, while the fishing-boat, be

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longing to the castle, was at sea. the cravat, and dragged him to the Had it been me, The old gentleman repeatedly ex-watch-house. pressed much anxiety respect- Maria, I would have wrested from ing his people; and at last exclaim-him his ponderous club, and, by ed, 'my boat is lost!' the colonel my gods, I would have beaten him replied, 'how do you know it sir? to death. How delightful!' she He was answered, 'I see two of exclaimed with a smile; the the boatmen bringing in the third watchman deserved the thanks of drowned, all dripping wet, and the ladies of the city, for making laying him down close beside your an example of these disturbers of chair.' The chair was shifted the night-these lovers, as they with great precipitation; in the call themselves, who intrude upon course of the night, the fishermen the slumbers of any person that returned, with the corpse of one happens to attract their notice. If one of these serenaders were of the boatmen. seated under my window with his flute or his guitar and his music, I would pour a pitcher of water upon his head.' Oh cruel,' I cried, 'you ought to pity them."

OMNIUM GATHERUM.

"We are but the venders of other men's goods."

A FRAGMENT.

[N. Y. Minerva.

Burials in Italy.-A traveller writes, at Naples there is a burial ground or campo santo for the hospitals and for paupers, consisting of three hundred and sixty-six separate vaults. Each morning

WHAT a lovely moonlight!' exclaimed Maria, as Cynthia burst from a cloud which had before hidden her face, and poured her beams on street and turret, park and battery.' "Tis lovely, indeed,' said I, 'and, apropos, speaking of moonlight, how delightful it the large quarry of lava which clois for a youth oppressed with plea- ses the mouth of some one recepsing pains, to sit beneath the moon tacle is heaved aside, and is not near the window of his mistress, replaced before the approach of and give voice to his feelings in a night. To this pit all the corpses tender lay.' 'What nonsense,' destined for burial that day are she replied. Nonsense?" I ask-committed. Thus the revolution of ed, for a young man to touch his a year sees them all receive their guitar in the stillness of the night, victims of death in succession; and add to its tones the praises of whilst an interval so considerable his fair one? How sentimental! allows one crop to moulder and But the savage watchmen are too dissolve before another is laid low. tyrannical. How outrageous was I looked down into one of those the treatment experienced by a chambers of mortality, and, not young gentleman who was sighing without some horror, saw several to his guitar, those beautiful words, bodies stretched upon the ground Sleep on-sleep on, my Cathleen with no other covering than a dear.' And pray how was he napkin round the waist, and lying treated?" she asked. Why, when in the position in which they had he was in the middle of his ditty, happened to fall. In Florence, and while his mistress was at her and elsewhere, the usage is the casement listening to the floating same; the bodies of the poor are harmony (probably sympathizing daily collected and brought to a with the minstrel's pains) the rude common room built for the purwatchman seized the songster by pose. At midnight they are pla

ced in a litter, a carriage on four good, her appetite excellent, and wheels, and are thus taken to a she can walk ten miles a-day public cemetry without the town. without exhibiting fatigue; she The persons called mortuarii, whose oes not make use of a stick to business it is to collect the corpses, support herself, and it is really usually perform their gloomy ser-true that she has trudged all the vice by torch-light, and may be way, on foot, from her native constantly seen gliding along the streets at midnight in their white frocks, at a very unceremonious pace, with the bier on their shoulders.'

French Promises.-The Queen Marie Antoinette said to M. de Breteull, 'Baron I have a favor to ask of you.' replied he, if the thing be possible, it is already done; if impossible, it shall be done.'

mountains to the metropolis of France. She passed through Lyons and Dijon, where she attended the theatres at the desire of the managers, who made her a liberal compensation for the benefit they obtained from her presence, people coming from all parts to behold the senior of the human race.

False Noses.-A French surgeon, of the name of Delpech, lately read to the Academie des Sciences, a paper on what he calls animal grafting.' In the course of ten years' practice he has successfully produced thirteen new noses; which, although destitute of cartilages, are perfectly firm and solid. M. Delpech prefers the Indian process, in which the necessary skin is taken from the forehead, to the Italian, in which

Yorkshire. A handsome and gratifying compliment has just been paid to M. Montgomery the poet, by his townsmen. The ladies of Sheffield subscribed a sum of money to present him with a small piece of plate, and the excess, of the subscription beyond what sufficed for that purpose was to be given to the Moravian Mis-it is taken from the arm; and he sion at Tobago, established by the poet's father, and where the remains of his mother are. The modest and benevolent character of M. Montgomery was well consulted by presenting him with a splendid and finely-wrought silver ink-stand, and devoting the rest of the subscription, amounting to two hundred pounds, to the purposes of the missionary settlement.

Longevity.-There is now in Paris a female, named Elizabeth Thomas Cordieux, a native of Savoy, who was born on the 6th December, 1714, and who is, in all probability, the French say, the doyenne (the senior) of the human race. Her face is not more wrinkled than that of a female half her age--her sight is

conducts the operation so skillfully, that only a few slight traces remain on the forehead, instead of the wrinkled and disagreeable scar which was formerely produced.

I cannot understand, why it should be thought, as it sometimes is, a departure from female delicacy to read in a promiscuous, social circle, if called upon to do so from any peculiar circumstances, and to read too, as well as Garrick himself would have done, if the young lady possesses the power of doing it. Why may she not do this with as much genuine modesty; and with as much of a desire to oblige her friends; and with as little of ostentation, as to set down, in the same circle, to

that Maret had been created Duke of Bassano, he coldly observed, 'I know no greater ass then Maret, if it be not now the Duke of Bassano.'

the piano, and play, and sing, in the style of the first masters? If to do the former is making too much of a display of her talents, why should not the latter be so? Nothing, but some strange freaks 'Who was Madame Talleyrand?" of fashion have made a difference. 'It would be more difficult probBut at any rate, amid her family ably to say who she was not. I have and friends, to how many other- heard it reported that she was wise tedious or useless hours of born at Tranquebar, and became life, may a female impart both the wife of an Englishman of rank delight and improvement, by the at Calcutta; but that her conduct charm of reading well. If a wife soon produced a separation, and she can solace many a season she proceeded to her family in of a husband's weariness or sick-France, where after her marriage ness. If a mother, what an ad- with Talleyrand, in company with vantage to her offspring, to have him, she met her former husband before them, as they are growing at table at Fouche's, during the up, a living model, in the person short peace of Amiens, and all of one, who they are led to re-parties were upon the most corverence and love, of an accom-dial terms. It was there she was plishment, which our schools, and asked, I believe, 'Whether she academies, and colleges, find it so was a native of France?' as her difficult to impart. This latter colonial accent rendered it quesconsideration, in my view, has im- tionable. 'Non, Monsieur,' she mense weight; for our habits of replied, 'je suis d'Inde.' Robinpronunciation, speaking, and read-son and Friday we have all heard ing, are first formed, in childhood, and in the domestic circle; and being once formed, it is a task of extreme difficulty to alter them.

about, but that was not so bad as her orthographical error in writing to her milliner, that she had need of a 'robe de catin.'—New Monthly Mag. Lond. Jan. 1.

When Bonaparte was Emperor, a lady of rank, greatly inimical to A number of travellers and tourhis cause, rather sillily inquired of ists when they alight at an inn, Talleyrand, 'Why, during the ma- are in the practice of scratching ny nightly and secret conferences their names, and the date of their he had with the Emperor, he had visit, on the window glass.-Among never thought of taking his life?' a multitude of names written on -'Je suis si paresseux, ma chere,' the window of a certain inn in the was the fit reply of the minister. Highlands, is the following jeu d' On another occasion, dinner had esprit, which should go far to abolbeen kept waiting at Talleyrand'sish that mode of commemoration. by General Rapp, who, arriving late, apologised by saying he had been detained by affairs with a set of pekins. 'Pekins! who are they?' inquired his host. 'Oh! we term all, who are not military, pekins.''Ah, I understand,' observed Tal-in a quite different hand (evidentleyrand, and we term militaires ly by some wag) is inscribed, 'Nota all those who are not civiles.' Bene. The whole of the above When it was announced to him were hanged for sheep stealing"

One, of a party of four, it would appear, had written his own name, and the names of his three comrades with the month and year in which they had made their visit. Immediately under the names and

Bower of Taste.

Flirtation. This is one of the most chaste and finished delineations of fashionable life and manners that we have ever seen. There is a union of tenderness

and vivacity in the style of the fair authoress that is peculiarly pleasing, and although her language is sometimes poignantly satirical, it is always scrupulously pure and unlabored. This novel has excited a general interest, and affords all the amusement which its title promises.

be consistent with greatness, and the worst, that he thought every thing in him was great, even his vulgarities.

Lond. Lit. Journal, Jan. 1.

AMERICAN SCENERY.

soil, and a gentler sky, but where shall OTHER countries may possess a richer we find the rude magnificence of nature so blended with scenes of enchanting beauty, as among our own mountains and lakes? believe me, it is because our country is yet unexplored, that her scenes of beauty and grandeur, her bright waters and swelling hills, her rich pasturage of

Lord Byron.-(Of the colloquial pow-living green mingled with fresh flowers,

and skirted with shadowy forests; her fields teeming with life and vegetation— her mountains rising in the dark blue sky, and blending their summits with the clouds; her streams rushing from the hill in the valley below, sparkling in the suntops to the bosom of the sea, or lingering shine: it is because these scenes are unexplored, that they are unsung-but the time is fast approaching when the painter and the poet shall glow with rapture and enthusiasm while delineating the sublime and beautiful scenery of his native country. [Native Sketches.

FOREIGN LITERARY NOTICES.

ers of this noble poet, his bosom friend, Leigh Hunt, gives rather an unfavorable account;) he says, Lord Byron had no conversation; properly speaking, he could not interchange ideas or information with you, as might be expected from a man of letters; his thoughts required the concentration of silence and study, to bring them to a head, and they deposited the amount in the shape of a stanza. His acquaintance with books was very circumscribed, (yet it has been said by some of the contemporaries of Lord Byron, who were not perhaps influenced by the spirit of rivalry, that he was one of the most accomplished Belles lettres scholars of the age.) The same personal experience, howArabic Poetry.-'The Broken Lyre,' ever, upon which he very properly drew for his authorship, might have rendered translated into Arabic verse, by Rehafa, a dithgrambic, by M. Agoub, has been him more interesting by far than men who one of the Egyptians now educating at could talk better; and the great reason Paris; they have been scarcely a year why his conversation disappointed you, there, and yet the talents of several of was, not that he had not any thing to talk them are already unfolding (as we learn about, but that he was haunted with a from foreign journals) in an extraordinaperpetual affectation, and could not talk ry manner. Encouraged by the success sincerely. It was by fits only that he of his first attempt, Rehafa is about to spoke with any gravity, or made his ex- undertake a more difficult task, that of traordinary disclosures, and at no time did translating into Arabic, the 'Elements you well know what to believe. The of Legendre's Geometry.' rest was all quip and crank, not of the pleasantest kind, and equally distant from German Literature.-Two treatises simplicity and wit. The best thing to have lately been published, the one by say of it was, that he knew playfulness to M. Humboldt, on the travels of Messrs