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This vessel he rigged with a single sail of enormous proportions, with the weight of which the long, low, narrow craft rocked like a cradle, even in the harbour. The astounded spectators called her La Grenouille, as signifying that she would soon seek her proper place at the bottom. Be it so,' said her owner; and presently the figure-head of a frog, splendidly painted in green and gold, appeared at the bow. Jérôme himself was from that day called Captain Grenouille, and in the course of a few years was known on the shores of the Channel by no other name.

His commission, in the meantime, had arrived; and all being ready, he filled his tarry hat with six-franc pieces, and stirring them up as he walked with his tarry hand, so as to make them discourse most eloquent music, he went from tavern to tavern to find a crew. The guests crowded round him at the enticing sound. Who is for the Grenouille?' said he; she sails this afternoon.'

'I-I-I!' cried they with one voice.

Avast, brothers! Who are you with the game leg?' 'I have only a little coolness with the government just now.'

You are a deserter?' 'Yes, Captain Grenouille.' 'Nothing more?'

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You belong to the Grenouille. And you with the down-look?'

I was in the purser's department of a government ship, and the rascals accused me'

We shall hear the story again. You are now in the purser's department of the Grenouille; but mind this, brother, that the first cipher you turn into a nine by putting a tail to it, I shall take off your head from your shoulders, and so make a cipher of you!'

This arithmetical sally was received with a roar of laughter which made the glasses jingle; and, in fine, by the time Captain Grenouille had made the tour of the taverns, a crew was collected which comprised the choicest ruffianism of the place.

That afternoon the whole population ran along the rocks to see the Grenouille leave the harbour. The sight was worth the trouble; for as she got out into rough water, she appeared to pass between two seas, like a weaver's shuttle between the threads. Nothing was visible but the mighty sail flinging its gigantic shadow upon the water, and the legs of the crew, who were squatted listlessly at the port-holes, leaning their chins on the breeches of the guns, and smoking with imperturbable gravity. The next afternoon the Grenouille returned into the harbour, towing after her an English brig loaded with sugar and tobacco.

But we have no intention to record the battles, victories, repulses, flights, and escapes of the Grenouille. Such narratives have now become nauseous, from the frequency of their appearance, and the change that has taken place in the taste of the public. Suffice it to say, that the vessel became the terror of the Channel; and her captain, notwithstanding his awkward build and low-breeding, the very Roland of privateers. It may be matter of surprise that a little fat man, with a bullethead and a great stomach, should have acquired and retained so perfect a command as was necessary for the success of the letter of marque over the most desperate crew that ever floated on blue water; but Captain Grenouille had such ways of persuasion as no human being could withstand. When he ordered, implicit and instantaneous obedience was necessary: but not because he spoke louder than usual, or had recourse to such ungentlemanly enticements as knocking recusants down with a handspike: far from it. If a voice or a hand was

raised beyond the desirable pitch, he invited the indiscreet individual to his cabin, and pouring out for him a glass of rum from his oldest bottle, addressed him in some such terms as these:- Now do, brother, I beg of you, treat me with a little more kindness. I am as true a comrade as ever a fellow had, and even now, so far from being angry, you see I am as mild as a lamb. But my dear friend, don't do so again; for it would compel me-you know it would, old chap-it would reduce me to the really unpleasant necessity of blowing out your brains with this pistol. There, it is all amicably understood between us; and now, take another glass of rum-it is real good stuff and jump up to your work again like a rigger!' This remonstrance never failed of its effect; and for the simple reason, that every man on board knew that Captain Grenouille would do what he said-seeing as how' he had already done it more than once.

Captain Grenouille was widely different from his crew, and from most other seamen, in one remarkable particular. He was no niggard of his money, and yet no spendthrift. He was devoutly attached to the sea, but at the same time had a passionate desire to be a landed proprietor. He was, in short, a Norman as well as a rover; and he garnered up from time to time the produce of his lawful piracy in fields, and barns, and cows, and cider-mills. An economist privateer must needs be a terrible phenomenon, and Captain Grenouille was this phenomenon.

But Captain Grenouille was not alone in his glory. He had a rival from the other side of the Channel who was as distinguished a scoundrel as himself. The real name of this worthy, we regret to say, is not on record; but his soubriquet was Beggar-Captain Beggar-and the vessel he commanded was a schooner called the Hunger. Among his crew were some regularly-bred seamen; but the greater number were smugglers, thieves, ruined gamesters, and bankrupts-the miscellaneous vagabonds, in short, who, in this amphibious country, take to the water by instinct when the land becomes too hot to hold them. Captain Beggar himself had been bred to the law, and is even said to have practised as a barrister; and his early studies were of great benefit to him in sundry predicaments arising in his new profession. He was a little young man, like the French privateer; but, unlike him, was thin and pale. In action he sustained himself with gin, as Napoleon did with snuff; but as the liquid fire burned in his entrails, it served only to sharpen his intellect, while externally it gave him a phantom-like appearance that terrified his very crew. When all was over, his excitement suddenly evaporated; and the poor little wretch dropped upon the deck, a mere lifeless rag soaked in spirits, and was carried off to his hammock.

These two great rivals met for the first time off Cape la Hogue, and in circumstances of some interest. The English privateer was in chase of a French brig loaded to the gunwale, and stretching in desperation under a cloud of canvas for Cherbourg. But the efforts of the latter were vain; for it was Hunger that was after her, and the importunate Beggar would not be denied. She was just about to surrender as the guns of her pursuer thundered quicker and quicker over the abyss, when suddenly the desert circle of water, which was their field of strife, opened at another point of the horizon, about three leagues distant, and there entered upon the arena two other vessels. One of these fled, and the other pursued, and the sound of their distant cannonade came sullen and subdued over the deep. They were of course French and English; and Captain Beggar had here an opportunity of saving a countryman and destroying an enemy. But the privateers, even in the construction of the law, were afloat on their own account; they were under no legal constraint to interfere;* and even after the strangers proved to be an

*This is proved by the division of spoil; which, in the case of a government prize, was shared in by any government ships that

English argosy in the very clutches of the Grenouille, Captain Beggar looked with his hungry eyes at the heavy French brig, teeming with spoil, and stood irresolute.

Desiring to learn the enemy's intention, he at length put his ship about, and made a sweep round, as if with the view of examining the new-comers from a different quarter. This manoeuvre was exactly imitated by Captain Grenouille; and by and by the two privateers were in a line in which, if far enough produced, they must have met. As they came nearer and nearer, they both cleared for action; but even when greatly within cannon range, not a gun spoke their counsel. When at length they might have fought with pistols, a small boat was seen putting off from the Grenouille; and Captain Beggar, leaping instantly into his yawl, went out to meet her, as in politeness bound, half way. The two captains saluted each other as their boats came alongside. What are we to be about?' said Captain Grenouille. 'Don't know,' replied Captain Beggar.

'If I take you, what shall I do with your rascally crew, that are not worth a five-franc piece?'

'And if I take you, what shall I make of yours, for the whole boiling of whom I would not give a herring?' Then I should lose yonder three-masted prize.' 'And I yonder brig, with a cargo that seems bursting out of her hatches for very richness.'

Suppose we each go about our own business?' 'Done.'

'Done.'

'Shall we do a little more, Captain Frog?' Say away, Captain Beggar.'

'Well, there are ten ships of ours which will pay me a thousand pounds a piece, if I bring them safely through the Channel. Will you let them alone? One good turn, you know'

'Of course. Here is a list I happen to have in my pocket of ten customers of the same sort. Give me yours. Is it agreed?'

Agreed;' and the two captains, first shaking hands, and then pulling off hats, returned to their own ships, and bore away for opposite points of the horizon.

The paction was honourably kept. Gold became a drug among the privateers, who could hardly contrive to spend it fast enough to prevent its accumulation; and Captain Grenouille, who still held to his crotchet of investment, was at length so great a landed proprietor, that he had serious thoughts of giving up the sea, except a cruise against the English now and then for

amusement.

One day, when this idea was passing through his mind, and with the greater force, that he had been scouring the Channel for a week without falling in with anything worth his attention, a promising object was seen on the verge of the leeward horizon. It proved to be a large, dusky, awkward ship, which lay upon the water like an island; and the heart of Captain Grenouille was glad within him, as he noted her unwieldy bulk, her peaceful build, and fat bloated appearance. A thousand jibes passed from mouth to mouth on the privateer's deck, as they set their vessel, with her gigantic sail, large before the wind, and trundled down upon the stranger, rolling from side to side, now over, and now under the waves, like a porpoise gambolling after a shoal of herrings. They likened the huge merchantman to a sleeping whale, whose blubber they would have under hatches in no time; and then they described her as an overgrown turtle, which they would cut up and devour for dinner. The object of their jocularity, in the meantime, as if confiding in her vastness, took no notice of their approach; and Captain Grenouille, as he neared her, threw his ship up in the

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"Tis I,' replied the man in the cotton nightcap-'ICaptain Beggar!'-and at the word, a discharge of musketry swept the decks of the French privateer as with a besom. Captain Grenouille, like most of his comrades, was laid prostrate; and when he next opened his eyes, he found himself in the prison of Plymouth. He was one of the ten Frenchmen who effected an escape famous in the annals of ingenuity and daring. Without the assistance of a single instrument of any kind, wood or iron, they excavated a tunnel from their dungeon, eighty feet long, and four feet wide, carrying away the rubbish in their pockets, and spreading it over the surface of a court where they were permitted to walk twice a day. The task, however, was not a brief one; and when Captain Grenouille at length revisited his Norman farms, the harvest had been gathered three times during his absence.

He was wealthy; his estate was flourishing; and his friends urged him to marry, and subside quietly into a great proprietor. But Captain Grenouille had an account to settle, which was his thought by day and his dream by night. Captain Beggar must be paid to the last farthing!-he must be rewarded with interest upon interest: this was the only condition upon which he could rest. After a glance over his farms, and a second at the lady recommended for promotion as Madame Grenouille, he set himself to look out for a vessel which should rival his lost beauty. All was ready towards the end of January 1814; and for no other reason than that all was ready, he set sail in quest of his enemy, in the midst of what was little less than a gale of wind.

By and by it was quite a gale of wind; and at the tail of the storm there descended so thick a fog upon the Channel, that Captain Grenouille, by this time dismasted and water-logged, found himself driving about, the sport of the winds and waves, without the possibility of ascertaining his bearings, or even knowing whether they were close to the land, or had a dozen miles of sea-room. It was intensely cold, and the air was so thick, that they seemed to breathe sponge. All day they could only just recognise one another's faces; but as the night fell down in darkness and horror, even this last comfort was withdrawn. The strain of the ship's timbers was so great, that there was the strongest possibility of her going to pieces; without the agency of anything harder than water; but at two hours after midnight a sudden shock was felt, and after some wild convulsions, the groaning vessel seemed to be settling down in deep water.

'Out with the long-boat!' roared Captain Grenouille through his trumpet, and the order was not given a moment too soon; for the ship, after a furious plunge, went down like a stone, very nearly sucking boat and men with her into the abyss. The proximate cause of the catastrophe had become obvious as the long-boat was leaving her side; for in addition to their own crew, numbering nine men, eleven strangers tumbled in in the dark. It was a case of collision. Both vessels, being near their last hour at any rate, perished in the shock; and both crews saved themselves in the same boat.

Captain Grenouille, who had been the last man to quit his ship, threw himself down sulky and silent in the bottom of the boat; leaving the task of baling to the rest, who had some difficulty in keeping her afloat. Not a word was exchanged among that sullen crew till the gray light of the dawn broke upon the sea, showing that the fog had cleared. Captain Grenouille, who had sank into a doze, opened his eyes, then shut them again; then rubbed them very hard, opened them once more, and stared right forward. But he had not rubbed out the phantom which haunted him, and which he at

first supposed to be the fragment of a dream; and when he recognised Captain Beggar in lith and limb sitting quietly on a beam before him, he sprang up with a shout, and catching an axe from one of his men, rushed upon his enemy.

But the ten English sailors were up as promptly in defence of their captain; every right hand on board was in the air; and every bunch of fingers grasped a cutlass. The two leaders, however, accustomed to think in the midst of peril, soon came to their bearings. 'Good morning, Captain Grenouille,' said he of the departed Hunger. Captain Grenouille growled.

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'We shall see;' and the Frenchmen ranged themselves in the bows, while the English, under their captain, kept the stern. Appearances threatened a bloody struggle; but at that moment a large ship was seen emerging from the haze, and presently the report of a heavy gun boomed along the water.

She is French!' cried Grenouille; you will dance, captain!'

She is English,' replied Beggar; you will return to Plymouth, captain!' But she was neither one nor other, for the next moment the Dutch flag rolled out upon the breeze.

'Are we your prisoners, or you ours?' shouted the two privateers to the Dutchman with their customary audacity.

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Neither,' replied he: Napoleon has ceased to reign, and all the world is at peace.'

'Give us your hand!' said Captain Beggar.

There it is,' replied Captain Grenouille. 'I wish that Dutchman had not been in such a confounded hurry with his news, that I might have taught you to dance, brother: but since we are at peace, why, we are -there is no help for it!'

Who would promote a state of things which could resuscitate the Grenouille and Beggar school of miscreants?

THE RUNAWAY SLAVE.

[We copy the following simple sketch, on an exciting subject, from a very small work- Sparks from the Anvil,' by Elihu Burritt.]

To one born and bred in New England, the sentiment must be inevitable, that it is a free country. The language of every-day life teems with that capital idea. It is the first idea that infancy is taught, and the last one forgotten by old age. Freedom, Liberty, Free Institutions, Free Soil, &c. are terms of costly water in the jewellery of our patriotism.

the summer birds sang for joy, and the meadow stream chimed in its silvery treble, deftly singing to the daisies. When everything was alive with the rapture of freedom, we thought, among other bright and boyish vagaries, that this land was free-free as the air; otherwise we would never have slid down-hill on it, or rolled up a snow fort, or have done anything of the kind by way of sport. And we were told that it was free. Old men who wore queues, and hobbled about on crutches, came and sat by our father's fireside, and showed great scars on their flesh, and told how much it had cost to make the land free. And on a hot summer day of every year, the people stuck up a long pole in the middle of the village green; and they tied to bell in the steeple; and they shot off a hollow log of castthe top a large piece of striped cloth; and they rung the iron; and the hills and woods trembled at the noise, and father said, and everybody said, it was because this land was free. It was our boyhood's thought, and of all our young fancies, we loved it best; for there was an element of religion in it. We have clung fondly to the patriotic illusion, and should have hugged it to our bosom through life, but for an incident that suddenly broke up the dream.

While meditating one Sabbath evening, a few weeks ago, upon the blessings of this free, gospel land, and on the liberty wherewith God here sets his children free, a neighbour opened the door, and whispered cautiously in our ear that a young sable fugitive from slavery had knocked at his door, and he had given him a place by his fire. A slave in New England!' exclaimed we, as we took down our hat; is it possible that slaves can breathe here, and not be free!'

There were many of us that gathered around that young man, and few of us all had ever seen a slave. There were mothers in the group that had sons of the same age as that of the boy, and tears came into their eyes when he spoke of his widowed slave mother; and there were young sisters, with Sunday school-books in their hands, that surrounded him, and looked in his face with strange and tearful earnestness, as he spoke of the sister he had left in bondage. He had been hunted like a partridge upon the mountains,' and his voice trembled as he spoke. His pursuers had tracked him from one place to another-they were even now hard at his heels; his feet were bruised and looked around upon us imploringly for protection. Starting swollen from the chase; he was faint and weary, and he at every sound from without, he told, with a tremulous voice, the story of his captivity and recapture; for thrice had he fled from slavery, and twice had he been delivered up to his pursuers. He was chequered over with the marks of the scourge; for his master had prescribed a hundred lashes to cure him of his passion for freedom. A worse fate awaited him if he failed in his third attempt to be free; and he walked to the window, and softly asked the nearest way to Canada. 'Canada and Heaven,' he said, he tied up his clouted shoes to go. 'were the only two places that the slave sighed for,' and He laid his hand on the latch, and his eyes asked if he might go. We knew what was in his heart, and he what was in our own, when the children came near and asked their parents why the negro boy might not live in Massachusets, and why he should go so far to find a home. And we looked in each other's faces, and said not a word, for our hearts were troubled at their questions.

Some one asked for the bond,' and it was read; and there, among great swelling words about liberty, we found it written that there was not an acre nor an inch of ground within the limits of the great American republic which was not mortgaged to slavery. And when the reader came to that passage in the bond, his voice fell, lest the children should hear it, and ask more questions. He passed the instrument around, and we saw it written-too fairly writ-that there was not a foot of soil in New EnglandHow pleasant it is to think-be it true or false-that not a spot consecrated to learning, liberty, or religion--not cold, hard-soiled, pure-skyed New England is indeed a a square inch on Bunker Hill, or any other hill, nor cleft, free land! that in her long struggle for freedom, she ex- or crag, or cavern in her mountain sides, nor nook in her punged from her soil every crimson spot, every linea dells, or lair in her forests, nor a hearth, nor a cabin door, ment of human slavery, and severed every ligament that which did not bear the bloody endorsement in favour of connected her with that inhuman institution! And so we slavery. It was in the bond-the bond of our Union, thought. We got out of our cradle with that idea. It'ordained to establish justice, promote the general welfare, was in our heart when we looked up at the blue sky, and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our and listened to the little merry birds that were swimming posterity—it was in that anomalous instrument, that the. in its bosom. It was in our heart like thoughts of music, slave-hunter and his hounds might seize upon his trembling when the spring winds came, and spring voices twittered victim on the holiest spot of this land of the free. in the tree tops; when the swallow, and the lark, and all

It was a bright night. The heavens were full of eyes

looking down upon the earth; and we wished that they were closed for an hour; that the clouds would come over the moon; for the man-hunters had come. They had tracked the young fugitive, and were lying in wait to seize him even on the hearth of a freeman. We never shall forget that hour. We had attired the young slave in a female garb, and put his hand within the arm of one of our number. A passing cloud obscured the moon, and the two issued into the street. Softly and silently we followed them at a distance, and our hearts were heavy within us that Massachusets had no law that could extend protection to that young human being, or permit him to be protected without law. It was a strange feeling to walk the streets of Worcester as if treading on enemies' ground; to avoid the houses and faces of our neighbours and friends, as if they were all slaveholders, and in pursuit of the fugitive; as if here, in the heart of the Old Bay State, there was something felonious in that deed of mercy that would obliterate the track of the innocent image of God flying for life and liberty before his relentless pursuer. We passed close by the old burial-ground, where slumbered many a hero of 76. There, within a stone's throw, was the grave of Captain Peter Slater, one of the Indians' who threw the taxed tea into Boston harbour. It was a moment of humiliation and indignant grief, when, passing by his monument, we compared the taxes on tea and sugar of his day with that despotic land tax, that slave-breeding incumbrance, that Shylock mortgage, which the founders of our constitution imposed upon every square inch of New England, in the terms of the bond."

We have now neither time nor space to tell the story of that young fugitive. We wish he might tell it himself upon every hearthstone in New England. We wish no human heart a needless unpleasant emotion; but we would that every child in this land of the free' might see a slave-a being that owns a God, yet owned, and bound, and beat, and sold by man. We would have the rising generation well instructed in the terms of the bond;' and a few personal illustrations of the condition which it 'secures' might be of service in defining their path of duty. They will soon enter upon this goodly heritage; and shall we give it over into their hands incumbered with this iniquitous entailment in favour of slavery? No! If there be wealth enough in all New England's jewels-in the cabinet of her great deeds of virtue and patriotism-let us lift this bloody mortgage from one square acre of her soil, whereon the hunted slave may say, 'I thank my God that I too am at last a man!' When, trembling and panting, he struck his foot on that consecrated spot, then the chase should cease, though his master and his dogs were at his heels. That English acre in New England should be another Canada for the fugitive bondman. He should carry a handful of its soil in his bosom as a certificate, honoured throughout the world, that he was free!

WARRINGTON INDUSTRIAL SCHOOLS FOR YOUNG WOMEN.

ever made a shirt previously to entering the school. They have, however, made such improvement in this short space of time, that now about one half can fix their work and sew well; and of the rest, a large proportion can sew neatly. They are instructed in cutting out the clothing, and many can make their own dresses. Rewards have been distributed weekly, according to the industry, improvement, and good behaviour of the pupils. The highest amount has been 1s. 6d., the lowest 6d., to each. One half has been given in money when desired; the other in clothing made in the school. Small as these rewards appear, they have been to a large number (independently of the aids afforded by private benevolence) the only means of support. During a few weeks, when bread was at the highest, and potatoes were not ripe, a lady furnished dinners of stewed barley to the most destitute. Instances were frequently discovered of girls having spent the whole day without food. The state of poverty to which the mass of the factory operatives was reduced, was strikingly shown by the following fact:-A visitor offered each of the scholars permission to purchase a dozen pounds of the best flour at twopence per dozen below the usual price. The offer was received with universal joy, and the following Monday was appointed for distributing tickets. However, only fourteen dozen were applied for. Several large families could afford to purchase only three pounds. In about seventy cases out of a hundred and twenty in the school at the time, not a single member of the family was working; and of the remainder, the earnings of an apprentice lad of fourteen or sixteen were often the sole support of large families. The gratitude of the parents for the pains taken with their daughters has been very encouraging. One woman said, This is the grandest thing that was ever invented. I was quite stagnated when Ellen brought me home ninepence and a pinafore.' Another remarked that she had never before been able to get her daughter to mend her clothes. The order, regularity, and cleanliness of the scholars has been very satisfactory. Not a single instance has occurred of a scholar being dismissed for ill behaviour. On several occasions, the pupils have cheerfully contributed time, and even money, to assist those who were more than ordinarily suffering, and to purchase Bibles as presents for their teachers. The monotony of the sewing has been relieved by the practice of music, as well as by reading aloud interesting and instructive books. During the late severe fever epidemic, much sickness has been prevented by attention to first symptoms, and strict enforcement of cleanliness. It is believed that the life of one scholar was saved by the devoted attention of a young woman (also a scholar), who nursed her friend night and day during the whole progress of malignant fever. This nurse was in the lowest class; could not read at all, nor sew, previously to entering the school. A visitor lent her a small sum of money to get some clothes out of pawn. She made no stipulation as to the time when it should be returned. But no sooner did the young woman obtain a little work, than the first money she earned was brought to the lady to repay the debt. The school has been visited by many of the principal inhabitants of the town, as well as strangers from a distance; and all have expressed themselves as much gratified with the working of the institution. The Rev. W. Wight, B. A., who had been lecturing in the town on the 'model parish,' addressed them the next evening on the subject of total abstinence, on which occasion about sixty of them took the pledge.

What has been done shows the power of strong deter

[The following communication, from a gentleman residing in Warrington, seems to us so interesting in itself, and so suggestive of good doings elsewhere, that we gladly give it insertion.] LAST Whitsuntide, when the stoppage of the factories became general, some ladies who had carried on a free night school through the winter, and were practically acquainted with the wants of the young women, determined on adopting some plan to keep them from the termination in overcoming difficulties, and of kindly interest rible evils of idleness, and at the same time increase their future powers of usefulness. The result was the establishment of an Industrial School, in which the pupils should be taught to sew, and should be enabled to earn something towards their maintenance. Subscriptions were received to the amount of L.120; a large fustian cutting-room, unoccupied through the slackness of trade, was engaged, and forms borrowed from various Sunday schools. One tradesman lent a clock, another a chest of drawers; and in this way the fittings were completed at a trifling expense. Sempstresses, themselves out of employment, were engaged as teachers, the ladies attending constantly as visitors. The school has now been open for sixteen weeks, during which two hundred and sixty-nine scholars have been admitted. About half of this number only attended two days a-week, as they belonged to a factory which was in partial operation. Strange as it may appear, a large proportion of these were quite unable to sew; and only ten had

in gaining the affections, and thus influencing for good one of the most neglected classes of our social community. We regret to say that the school is now suspended for want of funds; and this, too, at a time when the few mills which are now working have announced their intention of stopping. If any of your readers feel disposed to assist in the effort which is being made for the continuing of the school through the winter, their donations will be thankfully received by Mrs B. Pierpoint, treasurer, Friar's Green, Warrington.

HOPE OF A FUTURE.

I find in life that suffering succeeds to suffering, and disappointment to disappointment, as wave to wave. To endure, is the only philosophy-to believe that we shall live again in a brighter planet, is the only hope that our reason should accept from our desires.-Bulwer.

A CHILD'S QUESTION.

The discussion of the Oregon question had assumed its most serious aspect, when a British ship, the 'Earl of Eglinton,' was driven ashore on the island of Nantucket, and six of her crew perished in the waves, in presence of hundreds of the islanders, notwithstanding the most desperate exertions to save them. Some of the leading merchants of the town were foremost in the efforts to rescue the drowning men from the terrible surge. They vied with the hardy whalemen in venturing into the surf, each with a rope fastened round his body, by which he was to be drawn ashore the moment he had got hold of one of the shipwrecked mariners. Several of the English sailors were thus drawn almost senseless upon the beach, where they were caught up in the arms of strong men, and conveyed into the town. Every door was opened, and every fireside ready for their reception; and warm clothes, and warm sympathies, and every comfort that kindness could dictate, were in profuse requisition to make them at home. The details of the disaster were rehearsed, and all the hair'sbreadth escapes of those on ship and shore. An eminent merchant, who had perilled his life in the surf in plucking from its fierce eddy a struggling sailor, was relating his adventure at his fireside, with his little daughter on his knee, when the little thing, looking into the father's face, with its carnest eyes full of tears, asked, in all the simplicity of a child's heart, Why did the people work so hard to save the British sailors, if they want to go to war and kill them? It was a word fitly spoken; and it passed around from house to house, and from heart to heart, and many were made thoughtful by the child's question.

Elihu Burritt.

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ENGLISH AND AMERICAN SHIPS.

TO THE SUN.

[A translation in prose of a poem by Silvio Pellico, composed in the dungeons of Spielberg, and which has appeared in an edition of his work published at Leipsic.]

WHO will give back the love of song to the prisoner? Thou alone, oh, Sun, divine treasury of light!

Oh how dost thou, beyond the darkness of this my tomb, intoxicate with thine enchanting ravishment all nature with thy love! If from these floods, the torrents of genial light in which thou dost bathe the worlds, and which by thee do vivify the worldsIf from these, but one little drop cheer my prison, that also wakes up into life, and is no longer a tomb!

But, alas! why dost thou so rarely pour forth of thy gifts upon these fatal shores?

Why comest thou not more often in thy brightness to the gloomy dungeons where groan Italian hearts?

Less accustomed to the glory of thy radiance, the Sons of the North love thee not so ardently, so deeply!

But we, nursed from the cradle in the love of thee, we must seek thee, see thee, or die!

Oh never may so dense a gloom veil thee in the far distant skies of my own sweet country!

Beam forth to the eyes of the poor captive's father, beam forth to the eyes of his mother, and let thy cheering ray charm away their grief!

wretched mortal coil, since God has given me a soul that nought

Yet what matters it in what dark vault I be left to cast off this here below can fetter!

TEA AND COFFEE.

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There are probably few things for which we ought, as regards the means of health, to be more grateful to Provicivilisation advances, the man of wealth and rank uses perdence than for the introduction of tea and coffee. sonal exercise less, whether in walking or on horseback, ing himself from place to place: keeping pace with the and prefers the luxurious carriage as a means of transportthe studious increased, a class of men which is proverprogress of civilisation, is the number of the thinking and bially, and with few exceptions, sedentary: tantamount cial relations, is a larger number of men drawn from the to the increased number and importance of our commerfields, and the health-fraught toils of agriculture, into the pent-up and close atmosphere of a town, and have their ment; and in these ways there has arisen a daily increastime occupied in sedentary, or almost sedentary, employing number, of all classes, who, taking less exercise, could bear less food, could assimilate, consistently with health, a less amount of nutriment; who could not eat with impunity the meat and beer breakfasts, the heavy and suband, as if to meet this, tea and coffee have been introduced, stantial food, to which their fathers had been accustomed; and supply the desideratum: a diet which is palatable, less. It has been the fashion of late years for the proonly moderately nutritious, and, if not abused, quite harmsented itself-arrayed in one case in the assumed garb of fessors of certain new guises, in which quackery has prefacts and experience; in the other, in that of mystical and fanciful reasonings to contend against the harmlessness of these great beverages of daily use; and to advise their discontinuance, unless in occasional, and probably infinitesimal doses, and for directly medicinal purposes. The experience, the comfort, the temperance, and the wellbeing of civilised man, are all happily adverse to such a view as this; and, like most of the other errors of these quacks and visionaries, it hardly influences the many, and cannot long continue to influence even the few.-Robertson on Diet and Regimen.

The following appears in a late number of the New York Journal of Commerce:- It is a strange fact, that while we have many English ships in port, American vessels obtain 6d. and 9d. per barrel-bulk more freight than they do. An English merchant offered the other day, on 'Change, 3s. 6d. per barrel-bulk to an American owner, who could not take the flour; and an English captain standing by offered to take it at 3s., and then at 2s. Id.; but the merchant would not accept his offer. There was no particular objection to this English captain or his vessel, but the general unpopularity of them all. The English people at home ought to know how it is that Americans are getting such great advantages over them, that they may remedy the evil if they please. The complaints we hear made first are against their ships, and second against the captains and crews. The ships, it is said, are not so well put together, nor of so good timber. But the chief difficulty is the bad repute which, either truly or falsely, has fallen upon the captains and crews during the two or three months in which so many English ships have been here. The report is spread that English captains and their crews are intemperate; for this reason there is no certainty that a ship will go to sea after she is loaded, or that the captain, mates, or crew can be found in a condition to do business. It is said that, after the news of O'Connell's death, a good many British captains were drunk for two or three days, by way of a wake for O'Connell. These are the stories, and the English ships will do little here until the matter is cleared up. The American captains and mates are now universally sober business men. They are now to be relied upon, and so much superior to the reputation which the English have acquired, that merchants and underwriters make a difference which must drive the English from the ocean, unless they get a better character. We hope they will do so. There will be business enough to occupy all the ships which can be found at leisure. We should be glad to convince all the nations, that unless they join the temperance cause, they cannot maintain themselves in the world with the coldwater men. A man who is liable to be unmanned, to make himself a fool, is not fit to be trusted; and he will not be, if temperate men can be procured at any price. A large proportion of the American merchant vessels are now Bread made in warm weather is frequently sour, and is under the control of "total abstinence." If there be any thus not only disagreeable, but unwholesome. such English ships, it would give me much pleasure to pub-assured by a correspondent that a little carbonate of We are lish their names, and so get them better freights.' Can all magnesia, in the proportion of three grains to a pound of flour, entirely obviates the risk of this accident.

this be true?

INGRATITUDE.

An ungrateful man is detested by all; every one feels hurt by his conduct, because it operates to throw a damp upon generosity, and he is regarded as the common injurer of all those who stand in need of assistance.-Cicero.

MEANS OF PREVENTING ACIDITY IN BREAD.

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