thought it was suffering from pain their fears on this point were soon dissipated when they observed the animal imitating exactly the motions of a nurse by danding, sooth even endeavoring to hush it asleep. From the deck the lady was conveyed to the cabin, and gradually restored to the use of her senses; but then her cries were most distressing, and though she was kindly assured that all would be well, it required the utmost exertion of two men to prevent her from rush was nearly four feet high, and so strong and active, that while it grasped the infant firmly with one arm, it climbed the shrouds by the aid of the other, with astonishing haste, and seemingly unem-ing, and carressing its charge, and barrassed by the weight of its burden. One look was sufficient for the mother, and that look had well nigh been her last. Though she attempted to speak, the words either died away on her lips or were rendered inarticulate by her sobs and groans; and had it not been for the prompt humanity of those around her, she would haveing on deck with the view of asfallen prostrate on the deck, where cending herself. In the mean she was afterwards stretched, to time, many plans were tried to all appearance a lifeless corpse. lure the culprit from his birth Situated as he was, the captain above; but finding all fail, the capknew not what to do; when he tain, as a dernier resort, ordered looked at his passenger, speech- every man to conceal himself beless, motionless, and deadly pale, low. This order was promptly he almost fancied that life had obeyed, and captain C. himself fled; and when he thought of her took his seat in the cabin chair, child that was swimming aloft un- where he could see all that passed der the care of so strange a nurse, without being seen. This plan he expected every minute that the happily succeeded-for the moncapricious monkey would become key, on perceiving that the coast tired of his toy, and drop it into the was clear, cautiously descended ocean or dash it upon the deck. from his lofty perch, and replaced Often as he had crossed the wide the infant on the sofa, cold and Atlantic, and braved the perils of fretful, and frightened indeed, but the winter's storm-often as he in every other respect as free from had been placed in circumstances harm as when he took it up. The in which he would have given the humane seaman now had a most wealth of nations had they been his grateful task to perform; the babe to give, for the privilege of tread- was restored to its mother's arms, ing the earth with safety-never, amidst tears, and thanks, and amid all the chances of a seaman's prayers, and blessings thanks to life, had his feelings been exposed man for his sympathy and aid, and to so severe a trial. The sailors deep gratitude to that Divine Becould climb as well as the monkey ing, whose arm, though unseen, but the latter watched their mo- had shielded the innocent amidst tions narrowly: and as it ascend-pains and perils, such as perhaps ed higher up the mast, the moment never before impended over the one of them put his foot upon the head of a creature so young. shrouds, the captain became afraid that he would drop the child and endeavor to escape by leaping from one mast to another. In the mean time the little innocent was heard to cry; and, though many 爵 Adam and Eve are nominated as electors of President; Mr Adam in Pennsylvania, and Mr Eve in Kentucky. Mr Adam is for Jackson, and Eve for Adams. OMNIM GATHERUM. "We are but the vendors of ther men's goeds injury, as the pistol contained ony a blank cartridge, the disconsolate lover was finally permitted to return to his abode unmolested.Nottingham Journal. A common liar, who, to the improvement of his faculty, had been a traveller, was telling many stories of the remarkable things which he had met with while he was abroad. Among the rest, he said there were cannon so large in Egypt, that once being in a calash, drawn by four horses, and a shower of rain falling, he drove into one of them for shelter, calash and all. 'Oh!' says a gentleman, who was listening to him, 'I can vouch the truth of that myself; for I remem ber I was at the very same time at the other end of it in a postchaise; and, upon your coming in at the mouth, I drove out at the touch-hole.' told he must go to the Police, he piteously explained the mysterious circumstance, and declared 'How to die for love.'-The neigh-rather than leave her he would die borhood of Chapel Bar, on Wed-at her feet! Neither of the parnesday evening last, about half-ties having received any personal past nine o'clock, was thrown into a state of confusion, anxiety, and alarm, which, however, soon gave place to that of laughter on learning the cause. A gay Lothario in a hosier's warehouse, became violently enamoured of a respectable tailor's daughter, and fearing that his love did not meet with a due return, and that he should be deprived of the society of his fair one, he alternately intreated, sighed, wept, promised, threatened and performed all that an ardent suitor could be expected to do. All however, proved unavailing in accomplishing the object dearest to his heart, that of winning the affections of his fair one. At length, driven to desperation, he came to the AWFUL resolution of destroying himself, and that too in the presence of his beloved. To effect his purpose, he loaded a pistol with powder and BALL! and repaired to the residence of his adored, but ere he arrived, he took especial care to extract the ball, and presented At the suggestion of some of our himself before the lady with his dreadful implement of death in friends, when we assumed the responsihis possession. They were to- bility of this work, advertisements were gether alone for some time, in the permitted to occupy a portion of its covdining room of the house of the er. These have since been continued; the lady's father, when, to the but as commercial transactions, and proconsternation of the family and fessional notices add little or nothing to neighborhood, the report of a pis- the interest of a paper devoted to fanciful tol was heard. The first individ-literature, we shall hereafter present our ual who repaired to the room was readers with a plain neat cover designed the mother of the lady, who, only to preserve its pages unsoiled, for shocked at the sight of her daugh Bower of Taste. those who, at the close of the year may ter and the gallant gentleman ¡ying both on the floor, was afraid deem them worthy of forming a volume, to enter the room; others speed-This will be supplied with a handsome ily followed, and found the lady title page, and a print illustrative of the senseless and cold, and her lover Magician's Visitor, (written by John stupid and silent; but on being Neal, Esq. of the Yankee,) which, it may complished what art and refinement labor in vain to effect. There is a naivete in her female characters, an unconscious disclosure of their little foibles, which is never to be found except in the delineations of female writers, who draw from nature; for these nicer traits lie beyond the observations of writers of the other sex. * be remembered graced our first number. We shall also endeavor to gratify our friends by occasionally presenting them with original prints from several ladyartists of celebrity, whose specimens of lithography have been highly appreciated by the public. The editor of the 'Bower' would also here express her gratitude for the liberal and extensive patronage she has received from her friends, and which by far, has surpassed her most sanguine anticipations. Her only anxiety now, is to render it worthy of their acceptance, and continued favor. (Were there no other claims upon her attention than those of a literary nature, this perhaps might be effected.) Although well aware that the slight banquet spread in the Bower' discovers but little labor in the preparation, yet she hopes that her friends will kindly partake of it as desert, after hav-life, but finding the lively tints fade away ing enjoyed the solid luxuries of a more literary feast. LITERARY. CHARLOTTE'S DAUGHTER, [By Mrs. Rowson.] from the memoirs of Mrs. Rowson. 'Mrs Rowson possessed a most affectionate disposition-too often the sad when the pulses of a susceptible heart concomitant of genius. There are times cannot be checked by reason, nor soothed by religious hopes-the ills of the world and breaks. There will always be some crowd upon its surface, until it bleeds evils in our path, however circumspectly we may travel. No one can stay in this sad world, until the common age of man, without numbering more dear friends among the dead, than be finds among the living. A strong and fervid imagination, after years speat in laboring to paint the bow upon the dark surrounding clouds of as fast as they are drawn, often grows weary of thinking on the business of existence, and fixing an upward gaze on another world, stands abstracted from this, until the curtain falls and the drama is closed forever." Spirit of Contemporary Poetry. Conof S. I. Coleridge, and a Sicillian story taining selections from the Sibylline leaves with other poems by Barry Cornwall. The public is indebted to F. S. Hill, Esq. (editor of the Memorial) for this valuable volume. It is beautifully printed on the finest paper, and bound in a much neater style than works of this kind usually are. It will be received with pleasure by the lovers of transatlantic poetry, and there are many who will cheerfully purchase this work, who might not choose to pay She has none of the tricks of practised authorship. There is no straining for effect, nor labored extravagance of expression in any of her performances. On the contrary her style is perfectly simple, perspicuous and unaffected. She seems to have given herself up to 'nature's teach-six or eight dollars for a volume of Britings,' and in so doing, she frequently ac-lish extracts. The hymn before sunrise in the vale of Chamouny, is perhaps the most finished poem in the book; it partakes of the sublimity of Milton, and the softness of Cowper. There is a mysterious breathing through the rhyme of the ancient mariner, a mystic power, that holds the reader with a spell almost as strong as that by which the wedding guest was detained from the bridal, by the song of the ancient bard. We think the marginal notes superfluous, as every line elearly expresses the meaning of the author. college where he studied, who paid the Died, on the 25th ult., at Cambridge, The following sonnet from Barry Corn- the Rev. George Otis, Rector of Christ wall is replete with sentiment and deli-Church in tna place. cacy. SONNET. Perhaps the lady of my love is now depths of blue, To its appointed course steadfast and true: wear Thy beauty on my breast delightedly. ORIGINAL ANECDOTES. This gentlema was justly distinguished as a scholar and divine; po sessed of talents of uncommon brilliancy, he soon acquired the esteem and re-pect of the Government of Harvard University, and early received from them, an appointment as Classical Tutor, and afterwards a Professorship. Both of these offices he filled with honor to himself and credit to the University. In the hearts of the people who formed the subjects of his pastoral care, his memory will ever be kept sacred; and the faithful manner in which he discharged his duties to them will long form a subject of pleasing recollection.His sermons, displaying an unusual proportion of intellect and careful study, free from sectarian controversy, and ever breathing the purest morality, were imparted to his flock in a serious and impressive style; and these, joined with the zeal with which he performed his parochial duties, had endeared him to his devoted people; when, at the age of thirty, he was called from serving his master's le cause on earth, to the more exalted employment of praising him in a Temple not made with hands, eternal in the heav ens.' A young gentleman famed for his taste for literature, having some leisure hours, offered his services, pour passer temps,' to a friend, who kept an English goods store, in Portland. All the young ladies who were not acquainted with him, were (of course) anxious to get a peep at the poet. One fine morning, a fair trio THE BOWER OF TASTE, edited by MRS. KATHARINE A. WARE, is pubhad advanced as far as the shop window, lished every Saturday by SAMUEL G. when one suddenly exclaimed-'what shall ANDREWS, No. 30, Market Street, we ask for? do think of something!'. Boston. Terms $2,50 in advance, $3 'Ask for pink kid gloves,' said a face look-at the expiration of six months. ing forth amid the streamers of ribbons and muslin, 'we have none of those.' A learned coxcomb remarked to a young lady that there was a youth in the **Letters must be post paid, as none other will be taken from the office. BOOK AND JOB PRINTING of every description executed as above, with despatch, and on the MOST LIBERAL TERMS. Sweet spring! I love thee-e'en the first soft blush I hail thee, as fair nature's jubilee! For all of ocean, air, of heaven, and earth, At thy approach-move, speak, and breathe of thee, Oh! I do love thee-for my first young dream AUGUSTA. The following beautiful lines remind us of Burns's sweet stanzas to the Mountain Daisy. There is a flower, a little flower, With azure crest and golden eye, Whose smile illumes the vernal hour, Whose tints reflect the sky Know ye its name? The gayer beauties of the field, In rainbow colors bright Their charms to every sunbeam yield, And on the admiring sight Obtrusive glare. But this small flower to friendship dear, Its unassuming head Uncultured grow, |