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THE INDIAN WITH HIS DEAD CHILD.*
BY MRS. HEMANS.
Then the hunter turn'd away from that scene,
In the silence of the midnight,
I journey with the dead :
A lonely path I tread.
As by mighty wings upborne;
So strong as love and scorn.
By the wbite man's path defiled;
I bear thy dust, my child !
To give my dead a place,
Alone should leave a trace :
Where the arrows of my father's bow
Their falcon-flight have sped.
For evermore behind;
For me shall sweep the wind.
I watch'd my child's decay;
From his young eyes fade away.
When the death-sleep o'er him fell,
There was none -Pale race, farewell!
To the warrior and his bow,
-I bear thee slumbering now!
And the rocking pines made answer
Go, bring us back thine own!
Rush'd with an echoing tone.
That yet untamed may roll; The voices of those chainless ones
With joy shall fill thy soul. In the silence of the midnight
I journey with the dead,
I bear him unto burial
With the mighty hunters gone ;-
Thou wilt speak of joy, my son !
I journey with the dead;
My father's path I tread.
FLOWERS ON THE ALPS.
And the flowers of the mountains, – at their homes in the mountains of St. they must not be forgotten. It is Bernard. We are speaking now, genworth a botanist's while to traverse erally, of what may be seen throughall these high passes ; nay, it is worth out the whole of this route, from the wbile of a painter, or any one Moutier, by the Little St. Bernard, to who delights to look upon graceful Aosta,—and thence again to Martigny. flowers, or lovely hues, to pay a visit There is no flower so small, so beauto these little wild nymphs of Flora, tiful, so splendid in color, but its
*“A striking display of Indian character occurred some years since in a town in Maine. An Indian of the Kennebeck tribe, remarkable for his good conduct, received a grant of land from the state, and fixed himself in a new township, where a number of families were settled. Though not ill treated, yet the common prejudice against Indians prevented any sympathy with him. This was shown on the death of his only child, when none of the people came near him. Shortly after, he gave up his farm, dug up the body of his child, and carried it with him two hundred miles through the forest, to join the Canadian Indians."-Tudor's Letters on the Eastern States of America.
equal may be met with in these se- white and blue gentian, the last of questered places. The tenaciousness which displays, even in this frore air, of flowers is not known : their hardi- a blue of such intense and splendid hood is not sufficiently admired. color, as can scarcely be surpassed by Wherever there is a handful of earth, the heavens themselves. It is imposthere also is a patch of wild-flowers. sible not to be affected at thus meetIf there be a crevice in the rock, suf- ing with these little unsheltered ficient to thrust in the edge of a knife, things, at the edge of eternal barrenthere will the winds carry a few ness. They are the last gifts of begrains of dust, and there straight up- neficent, abundant Nature. Thus springs a flower. In the lower parts far she has struggled and striven, vanof the Alps, they cover the earth with quishing rocks and opposing elements, beauty. Thousands, and tens of thou- and sowing here a forest of larches, sands, blue, and yellow, and pink, and and there a wood of pines, a clump violet, and white, of every shadow of rhododendrons, a patch of withered and every form, are to be seen, vying herbage, and, lastly, a bright blue with each other, and eclipsing every- flower. Like some mild conqueror, thing besides. Midway they meet who carries gifts and civilization into you again, sometimes fragrant, and a savage country, but is compelled to always lovely. And in the topmost stop somewhere at last, she seems deplaces, where the larch, and the pine, termined that her parting present and the rhododendron (the last living shall also be the most beautiful. This shrub) are no longer to be seen, where is the limit of her sway. Here, you are just about to tread upon the where she has cast down these lovely limit of perpetual snow, there still landmarks, her empire ceases. Bepeep up and blossom the “ Forget me yond these, rule the ice and the not,” the Alpine ranunculus, and the storm.
BY MARY ANN BROWNE.
My mother! now the gladsome spring
Is smiling o'er the earth;
In sunny light go forth.
All fair and full of mirth,
The day that gave thee birth ;
Thy hand more tremulous,
Save when it turns on us,
Passed by we'll not regret ;
Is only dimmed, not set.
And never more deceive,
To light thy quiet eve;
My mother ! I remember well,
When thou wast not as now ; Remember when time's shadow fell
Less darkly on thy brow :
When in life's summer glow,
And scarce one flower lay low;
As it was wont to be,
Have done their work on thee;
Mother! perhaps the poet's wreath
May ne'er be twined for me;
In lofty poesy:
Will think it melody;
However weak it be ;
Come hither, come hither, and view the face The birds are singing to greet the day;
Come hasten ye out—the reviving year
The days when Hope, from her seraph wing, The voice of the streamlet is fresh and loud; Rich rainbow hues over earth did Hing; On the sky there is not a speck of cloud ; And lo! the blithe throng of the green playCome bither, come hither, and join with me,
groundIn the season's delightful jubilee !
The cricketers cheer and the balls rebound
The marble is shot at the ring—the air Haste out of doors from the pastoral mount Re-echoes the noises of hounds and hare ; The isles of ocean thine eye may count, The perish'd and past—the things of yoreFrom coast to coast, and from town to town, Come back in the loveliest looks they wore, You can see the white sails gleaming down, And faces, long hid in Oblivion's night, Like monstrous water birds, which fling Start from the darkness, and smile in light! The golden light from each snowy wing;, And the chimney'd steam-boat tossing high Come hasten ye hither-our garden bowers Its volumed smoke to the waste of sky; Are green with the promise of budding While you note, in foam, on the yellow beach
flowersThe tiny billows each chasing each, The crocus, and spring's first messenger, Meeting, and mixing, and melting away, The fairy snowdrop, are blooming here; Like happy things in the light of day, The taper-leafʼd tulip is sprouting up; As rack dissolves in the soft blue sky, The hyacinth speaks of its purple cup; Or Time in the sea of Eternity!
The jonquil boasteth,“ Ere few weeks run,
My golden circlet I'll show the sun ;" Why tarry at home ? the swarms of air The gilly-flower raises its stem on high, Are about—and o'erhead—and everywhere; And peeps on heaven with its pinky eye ; The little moth opens its silken wings, Primroses, an iris-hued multitude, And from right to left like a blossom fings, Woo the bland airs, and in turn are wooed ; And from side to side, like a thistle-seed, While the wall-Aower threatens, with burstUplifted by winds from September mead; ing bud, The midge and the fly, from their long, dull To darken its blossoms with winter's blood.
sleep, Venture again on the light to peep,
Come here, come hither, and mark how swell Over land and lake abroad they flee,
The fruit-buds of the jargonelle; Filling air with their murmurous ecstacy;
On its yet but leaflet greening boughs The hare leaps up from his brushwood bed, The apricot open its blossom throws; And limps, and turns his timid head; The delicate peach-tree's branches run The partridge whirrs from the glade ; the O'er the warm wall, glad to feel the sun; mole
And the cherry proclaims a cloudless weaPops out from the earth of its wintry hole; ther, And the perking squirrel's small nose you see When its fruit and the blackbirds will toy From the fungous nook of its own beech-tree. together;
See, the gooseberry bushes their riches show; Come hasten, come hither, and you shall And the currant-bunch hangs its leaves beThe beams of that samo sun on tower and And the damp-loving rasp saith, “ I'll win tree,
your praise That shone over Adam in Eden's bowers, With my grateful coolness on harvest days." And drank up the dew of his garden flowers; Come along, come along, and guess with me Come hither and look on the same blue sky
How fair and how fruitful the year shall be ! Whose arching cloudlessness blest the eye Of sapient Solomon, when he sung, Look into the pasture grounds o'er the pale, With fluttering heart, and raptured tongue, And behold the foal with its switching tail, “ The rain is over and gone--and lo! About and abroad in its mirth it flies, The winter is past, and the young flowers With its long black forelocks about its eyes,
Or bends its veck down, with a stretch, The turtle coos; the green figs swell : The daisy's earliest flower to reach, And the tender grapes have a pleasant segell; See, as on by the hawthorn fence we pass,
How the sheep are nibbling the tender grass, The finger of God hath touch'd the earth,
tree, And sooty rooks, loudly cawing, roam And the leaping trout, and the lapsing stream, With sticks and straws to their woodland And the south-wind soft, and the warm sunhome.
From the sward beneath, and the boughs Out upon in-door cares! Rejoice
above, In the thrill of Nature's bewitching voice ! Come the scent of flowers, and the sounds of The finger of God hath touch'd the sky,
love; And the clouds, like a vanquish'd army, fly, Then haste thee hither, and join thy voice Leaving a rich, wide, azure bow,
With a world's, which shouts, “Rejoice, reO'erspanning the works of his hand below: joice!"
THE LATEST FEMALE FASHIONS.
ENGLISH BALL DRESS.
Pearl ear-rings and necklace, with Rose color Parisian gauze dress a diamond clasp in front; bracelets over a slip of the same color; the bo en suite, and small gold ones beneath, dy is longitudinally full at the upper both worn outside the gloves, which part and plain beneath ; it is very low are of white kid. on the shoulders and straight across Rose color satin shoes and sandals. the bust ; a perpendicular rose color satin rouleau, entwined with narrow black velvet, ornaments the front, and
Explanation of the Print of the a similar cordon rises from the centre
Fashions. of the waist, and spreads over the
ENGLISH DINNER DRESS. shoulders at the edge of a beautiful Dress of lilac gros de Naples, the trimning of plumes de paon, formed corsage en draperie regulated in the of feathers and spiral gauze riband. centre by a perpendicular corded band, The sleeves are short and full and fin- and ornamented with a trimming of ished with a satin rouleau, entwined Spanish points corded, meeting at the with black velvet and a triple bow commencement in front, and widening of black and rose color gauze riband. as it extends to the shoulders, where the The skirt is set on full, and has two trimming is considerably deeper than flounces of the same light material as
at the waist. The back is made to the dress, nearly a quarter of a yard correspond. Short white satin sleeves in depth, ornamented en plumes de and long full ones over them of white paon, headed by a double rose color crèpe lisse, confined by broad gold satin rouleau, entwined by nar- bracelets, with gothic clasps at the row black velvet. The flounces wrist. The skirt is simply decorated commence about half way up the skirt by a deep biais of the same material and nearly in front with a rosette bow as the dress, headed by a row of cordof black and rose color gauze riband, ed Spanish points falling over it. and strings of the same attach it to Ceinture of pink satin, corded at the the ceinture ; the flounces have a ve- edge, and a rosette bow behind. ry graceful effect as they turn off cir Spanish hat, of white gros de Nacularly to the left side of the dress ; ples, placed rather on the right side, salin rouleau at the termination of the ornamented with lilac ostrich feathers, skirt.
one placed beneath the brim on the Hair dressed in ringlets in front, left side and brought over to the and drawn up behind to the top of the crown ; others very tastefully disposhead, where it is arranged in large ed and falling in different directions ; bows, and interspersed with bows of long loose strings of tulle, trimmed silvered rose color riband.
with narrow blond. Ear-rings and
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confined to the arm by a white satin PARISIAN BALL DRESS,
rouleau, finished by a row of narrow A topaz colored satin slip finished blond, and surmounted by a fall of round the bottoin of the skirt with a broad blond lace. Cordeliere of white very broad rouleau of the same mate- silk richly wrought. The trimming rial, and stiffened so as to stand out of the skirt consists of a single flounce considerably. The gown is of white of broad blond lace, laid op rather blond lace, the ground covered with a full, and in such a manner that the running pattern in leaves, disposed in edge forms a heading. The hair is lozenges. Corsage tight to the arranged in full clusters of curls on shape, cut very low and square ; a the temples, and dressed very high piece of the same material is let in behind in full bows ; a gold star, with and disposed in drapery folds across a diamond in the middle, ornaments the bosom; they are less full than the braid that crosses the forehead ; a usual, and are confined on each shoul- gold comb set with diamonds is placed der by a gold clasp with a diamond in in the centre of the bows in front; the middle ; a gold brooch, ornament- three long blue ostrich feathers are ed in a similar manner, and having placed behind the bows so as to droop five diamonds pendant, fastens them a little over, and two others at the left in the centre of the bosom, which is side. Diamond ear-rings ; white gros marked by a rouleau of white satin. de Naples sandals ; white kid gloves.
“ Come, let us stray Where Chance or Fancy leads our roving walk.” THE ATLAS.
cause it assumes one form instead of The order of things is reversed. In- another, is more than we can understead of Atlas supporting the world, it stand. But as we are unlucky enough is as much as the world can do to to have consciences belonging to us, support the Atlas. We allude to the and therefore cannot, like some ReNewspaper of that name—which re- viewers, describe a work till we have cently made its appearance under fairly read it, our notice of the merits the portentous form of forty square and defects of this Atlantean producfeet of printed paper -We understand tion cannot be expected to appear till it is in future to be sold (as they sell about the middle of June; and even butter at Cambridge, and ale in Dor- then we must prevail on our publisher setshire, or somewhere else) by the to allow us a supplementary sheet or yard; at the rate of a half-penny per two, for this especial purpose.—We foot, or three feet for a penny ; to be have ascertained that twenty thousand cut out on the principle of " first come, copies were struck off in the space of first served.” For our parts, not lik- a few hours : consequently, each sheet ing to do things by halves or quarters, offering a printed surface of 40 square we have purchased the whole, and had feet, 800,000 square feet of printed it conveyed home to us in safety ; and surface were produced in that time, we have serious thoughts of some day capable of covering an area of about or other spreading it out on Salisbury twenty acres. This number of copies Plain, and reading it through, with a consisted of 320,000 leaves, measurview to giving a report of its contents : ing sixteen inches in length, or of for why a work like this, “ including 640,000 pages, or of 1,920,000 coat least 3 volumes 8vo.” should escape lumns, or of 241,920,000 lines, or of the process of reviewing, merely be- 2,419,200,000 words. Assuming,