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They are as strangers. And those little Lighting her brow,-the fond caress that

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And round the rude hut of the emigrant,

The wrathful spirit of the autumn storm

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For the Ladies' Pearl.

CLEOPATRA.

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Spake bitter things. His wearied children || Cleopatra's jealousy of Octavia.—Antony's

slept,

And he, with head reclined, sat listening long

To the swoln waters of the Illinois, Dashing against their shores. Starting, he spake

Wife! did I see thee brush away a tear?

Say, was it so?-Thy heart was with the halls

magnificent gift.-The sacrifices he made to please Cleopatra.-The coronation.She follows him to Ephesus-to Samos.The poisoned flowers.-The divorce.The battle of Actium.-The flight.-Cleopatra surrenders Pelusium and the Egyptian fleet to Cæsar.-Death of Antony.-Death of Cleopatra.-Her learning-character-reputation.

The marriage of Antony and Octavia aroused the wakeful jealousy of Cleopatra.

Of thy nativity. Thy sparkling lights,
Carpets and sofas, and admiring guests,
Befit thee better than these rugged walls
Of shapeless logs, and this lone hermit-She feared lest the modesty and mildness

home.'

'No-no!-All was so still around, methought

of her more deserving rival should break the spell by which she held the triumvir, and release him from her chains. Hence,

Upon my ear that echoed hymn did steal, she resolved to use the utmost of her wickWhich 'mid the church where erst we paid ed art to retain him in her bonds. She succeeded but too well. Her power over

our vows

So tuneful pealed. But tenderly thy voice Dissolved the illusion;'-and the gentle the susceptible soldier became more potent than before; and to soothe the violence of

smile

her suspicions he presented her with the powerful, was rapidly working the ruin of sovereignty of Phoenicia, Cyprus and Low-his rival at Rome; at last, the two remainer-Syria―gifts, magnificent as they were ing avengers of the great Cæsar's death foolish, and injurious to the donor. came to an open rupture, and prepared to

ence.

So infatuated had Antony become-so decide their differences by an appeal to the bewitched by this queen of beauty and of force of arms. Accordingly, Antony colcrime, that he was happy only in her pres-lected his legions and concentrated them at On his return from an unsuccessful, Ephesus, and, but for his evil genius, might military expedition in Parthia, he so has-yet have retrieved his affairs. But that getened his march to meet her, that eight nius, in the person of Cleopatra, attended thousand of his troops perished on the way him to Ephesus. His friends expostulated -an awful sacrifice of human life to crim-and begged him to send her to Alexandria, to wait the event of the war. He saw the

inal affection.

duct of the spell-bound Roman forcibly il

Octavia, his patient and enduring spouse, propriety of the advice, and hesitated: passhared hardly a better fate. Hearing that sion prevailed-Cleopatra remained, and her husband was about to march eastward Antony was ruined. to quell the insubordination of the frontier From Ephesus they went to Samos. princes, she formed the design of meeting Although vicious and criminal love may him in Greece, when on his way. She lead its victim captive, it fails to inspire travelled thither, accompanied by the most magnificent presents for her faithless part-constitutes the chain forbids it, and the conconfidence in the captor. The crime that ner: but, grievous disappointment! he ordered her home without deigning to see her, or to receive her presents-and alllustrates this remark. He never partook this to conciliate and please the wily prinof a dish at Cleopatra's feasts without first cess of the Nile. O the cruelty of crime requiring it to be tasted by an attendant, for One of the most splendid follies of this fear of poison. The queen observed his vain pair was the coronation of Cleopatra suspicions, and ordered the flowers that and her children. A throne of massive composed the wreaths they wore at their gold, with steps of silver, was erected.-feasts to be poisoned. When Antony was Antony, clad in the richest purple, a Per-well heated with wine, she challenged him sian scimetar studded with brilliant gems to drink those flowers. He accepted the by his side, a diadem on his brow, and a challenge-plucked the flowers, and was sceptre of gold in his hand, sat upon it.-about to swallow them in his wine. Stop!' On his right sat Cleopatra clothed in the cried she, taking him by the arm, 'I am rich vestments of the Goddess Isis, whose the poisoner against whom you take such name she impiously assumed. A little be-mighty precaution. If it were possible to neath them were Cæsarion, the son of the liver without you, judge now if I want skill ill-fated Julius Cæsar, and Alexander and or means for such an action.' Ptolemy,children of Antony and the queen. A prisoner under sentence of death was Everything being arranged, the herald brought in. The cup containing the flowproclaimed Cleopatra and her son Cæsarion, ers was given him-he drank and died. sovereigns of Egypt, Cyprus, Phoenicia and Antony now resolved to declare war Cœlo Syria. The other two princes were against Cæsar, and to repudiate Octavia.— declared kings of kings with a promise of In taking the latter cruel step, he sent depextensive dominions from Antony. Alas!uties to Rome to declare their divorce.— he little thought how soon he would lack a What was still more deserving reprobation, kingdom to bestow. he ordered his deputies to drive the unof

While the general and his fair destroyer fending Octavia from his house. Patiently were engaged in these splendid and gor-and meekly she submitted to the base inigeous follies, Octavius Cæsar, wily and quity, only replying to their insults with

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floods of tears. And what speaks still enraged. He saw his betrayal. He rushed higher in her praise, she actually became to the queen's apartments, but was refused the advocate and defender of Antony at admittance there, on the false plea that she Rome. How strikingly beautiful is virtue was dead. Baffled and despairing, he sought a private chamber, and by a suicidal

when viewed in contrast with vice!

But the days of Cleopatra's guilty great-blow, soon lay weltering in his own blood. ness were numbered. The sands of her Hardly had he struck the self-destroying brief hour of glory were rapidly running blow, when the fickle queen sent for him out, and the towering pride of Egyptia's to her apartments. The mention of her queen was destined to lick the dust-her name revived him, and he ordered the sercrimes to meet their due demerit and dis-vants to bear him to her place of refuge.grace. The battle of Actium, lost through Fearing to open the gates, the queen threw her cowardice, decided her fate. Alarmed chains and cords from the window, and by at the unusual sound of noisy war, she fled the aid of her maids drew him up all pale, in her royal galley. All the Egyptian fleet| ghastly, and bleeding, to her room. There, followed, and the day was lost. She has he soon expired, amid the cries and lamentened to Alexandria, and put every noble-tations of the faithless beauty. man to death whom she supposed to be op- Finding, after repeated attempts, that posed to her interests. Her poor slave, she could not succeed in throwing the witchAntony, followed her. His army forsookery of her charms around young Octavius, him, and of all his vast command, Egypt and scorning to adorn his triumph, she dealone remained. termined to die. After partaking of a lux

Finding her lover worsted, the false queen urious feast, she ordered all but two of her made secret overtures for peace and safety maids to leave the room. Sitting down with Octavius: while in presence of Anto-upon a couch, she applied an aspic, that ny, she only breathed revenge on their lay concealed amid a basket of fruit, to her common foe. Octavius approached Egypt. arm; and seemed at once to sleep. She He attacked Pelusium. It surrendered by did sleep, but it was the sleep of death!— order of the queen. Antony was incensed. The aspic had done its work, and she lay To convince him of her sincerity to hisa corpse. cause, she basely ordered the wife and chil

Thus, at the age of thirty nine years, dren of the commander of Pelusium to be perished the haughty beauty of the Nilegiven up to Antony to be put to death as the criminal queen of Egypt-the last of a punishment for the husband's and father's the Ptolemies. She perished as she lived supposed offence. Was ever woman great--the victim of ambition. This was her deity. To him she surrendered everything. Cæsar marched towards Alexandria.- Honor, virtue, affection, fame, kindness, Cleopatra retired with her treasures to the truth-everything. And what was her remagnificent, marble tombs near the temple ward? Death in the prime of life, and of Isis. Antony prepared for vigorous de-eternal infamy.

er monster than she?

fence. His first blow was successful, and Amid all her excesses, the queen was not the foe was driven back. Encouraged, he without a taste for literature. She was a prepared to follow up his victory. He or- scholar. It is said she could give audience dered the fleet to begin the action. Proud- to the ambassadors of six nations without ly and gallantly that fleet left its moorings, an interpreter. She also collected a large and his heart was elated with hope: when library at Alexandria, to which Antony conlo! the Egyptian admiral, by a secret order tributed upwards of 200,000 volumes at from the queen, surrendered his whole fleet once from the libraries of Pergamus. But without a blow. these facts only add yet more to her crimiAntony was confounded-maddened-nality. They take away the excuse of ig

before.

DOMESTIC PEACE.
Tell me on what holy ground,
May Domestic Peace be found?
Halcyon daughter of the skies,
Far on fearful wing she flies,
From the pomp of sceptred state,
From the rebel's noisy hate.

W.

In a cottaged vale she dwells,
Listening to the Sabbath bells!
Still around her steps are seen
Spotless Honor's meeker mein,
Love, the fire of pleasing fears,
Sorrow, smiling through her tears;
And, conscious of the past employ,
Memory, bosom-spring of joy.

The women

norance, and leave her still more guilty than gave him a reason at once poetical and Christian. The Jewesses, I replied,have Cleopatra was one of nature's fairest, escaped the curse which has alighted upon their fathers, husbands and sons. Not frailest works, and while her name lives, it Jewess was to be seen among the crowd can but be execrated by the virtuous and of priests and the rabble who insulted the the pure. She stands on the page of his-Son of Man, scourged, crowned him with tory a broad beacon light, throwing her lu-thorns, and subjected him to the ignominy and rid glare over the broad sea of life, and of Judea believed in the Saviour; they of the cross. agony bidding her sisters in all ages beware how loved, they followed him; they assisted they sacrifice at the shrine of unholy pride him with their substance, they soothed of lofty ambition. him under affliction. A woman of Bethany poured on his head the most precious ointment which she kept in a vase of alabaster; the sinner anointed his feet with a perfumed oil, and wiped them with her hair. Christ, on his part, extended his grace and mercy to the Jewesses; he raised from the dead the son of the widow of Nain, and Martha's brother Lazaras; he cured Simon's mother-in-law, and the woman that touched the hem of his garment. To the Samaritan woman he was a spring of living water and a compassionate Judge to the woman taken in adultery. The daughters of Jerusalem wept over him; the holy woman accompanied him to Calvary, brought balm and spices, and weeping, sought him at the sepulchre. 'Woman, why weepest thou?" His first appearance after the resurrecHYPATIA, THE FEMALE MATHEMATI-tion was to Magdalen. He said to her, CIAN.-Hypatia was the daughter of The-Mary" At the sound of that voice on, a celebrated mathematician of the Magdalen's eyes were opened, Master." fifth century. She was instructed by her The reflection of some very beautiful ray father, and surpassed him in geometry,nust have rested on the brow of the Jewwhich was her principal study. Her esses. progress in philosophy and the mathematics was such, that she merited the rank of professor of those sciences. Being virtuous as well as beautiful, she was esteemed and respected by all who knew her. But she incurred the suspicion of causing a misunderstanding, which pre-the opening bloom of life were resting on One summer twilight, two girls yet in vailed between St. Cyrill, the patriarch of Alexandria, and Orestes, the governor, river. The fingers of one rested between a rural seat by the borders of a southern who like herself was a Pagan. An implacable hatred was conceived against the closed leaves of a book, while the her; and the furious populace, conducted glow of a communicated thought from its by a fanatic, watched the unfortunate pages dwelt on her abstracted counteHypatia as she was returning home;ance; and the other was pointing out the dragged her from her chariot; stripped softening glories of the western sky. her, and killed her with blows from pot-girl, from that book, to this glorious sun'Look up, Isabel,' said the speaking sherds. This horrible murder was transset. 'It is worth a thousand volumes!" acted during the Lent of the year 416. Isabel shook her head gravely, her downcast eyes bent to the turf at her feet. JEWESSES.-Fontance asked me one At length she sighed and said, 'Cousin day why the women of the Jewish race Ellen, a solemn duty is pending over me, are so much handsomer than the men. which makes me blind and deaf even to

COLERIDGE.

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Moral Tales.

6

THE MISSIONARIES.

BY MRS. CAROLINE GILMAN.
THE RESOLUTION.

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these great natural manifestations of De-||childhood for the dangers of the ocean ity. I begin to feel with a thrilling con- and the hardships of an Indian exile; but sciousness, that I have no right to linger such have not studied the promptings of over these scenes of my early joys. This human will,coupled with strong religious book describes the wants of the heathen, enthusiasm.

the poor heathen, who when they look at That evening Henry Clayborne came nature acknowledge no creating hand, to hear his final sentence: he felt what it and if they possess a friend dear to me as would be, for Isabel's touching welcome you are,Ellen, know nothing of that world told more than words. It was not the where such friendship shall be made downcast blush of common acceptance, brighter and unbroken through eternal but the frank, determined glow of holy years.' resolution.

A soft and solemn depth was in the This kindness augurs well for me,' he tones of the speaker,and her full dark lids said, fondly, as he held her confiding were wet with tears. hand, but I have come resolved not to

'And can you be willing to think for a take advantage of it. Better, dearest, is moment,' said Ellen, 'of leaving your well it for me to brave this wild path alone. I defined fireside duties, your father, your leave no mother who nursed my childmother, and little Rosalie, for an uncer- hood, to weep over my absence, no father tain sphere among the heathen?' to sigh for attentions he just begins to re

"There is nothing uncertain in the mis-alize, no little sister whose opening mind sionary's path,' exclaimed the enthusiast, I ought to mould. Besides, I am a man, as she rose and clasped her hands with and can tread through dangers where an outward gesture. 'Every step he takes your softer spirit would droop. I could is heavenward, every sorrow he endures, not bear, love, to see this white brow'— adds a gem to his immortal crown. Yes, and he pressed his lips to it with subdudear garden, where my childhood's foot ed homage-burning beneath those sulhas trod, skies that have so long looked try skies; I could not bear that these tendown upon me,birds which have sung me der feet should fail in the wilderness, nor songs from year to year, father, mother, that your intellectual powers and affecsister, farewell! A prophetic hope of tionate heart should languish for sympagood is upon me. I must go." thy. Be my bride, and with that claim 'With which of these handsome stu-upon you I shall depart braced for dandents are you about to partake the crown ger-but I must go alone. My dreams of martyrdom? said Ellen, archly, yet were terrific last night; and when I atrying to suppress the smile on her lips. woke, the glow of the missionary was With Henry Clayborne,as his wedded lost in the tremor of the lover. You must wife,' said Isabel with dignity, scarcely a remain, my Isabel.' blush tinging the delicate hue, of her 'You have been tempted, Henry,' said cheek. the brave girl, caressing the hand she Ellen turned deadly pale-a rush as of held. God has withdrawn his countesudden winds sounded through her brain; nance from you, or you would not talk but recovering instantly, she stooped to thus. My parents will shortly feel a holy caress a tame fawn which was browsing pride in their bold missionary girl, as at her side. We will not penetrate the friend after friend gathers round to hear secrets of that young heart; like many of her welfare with religious sympathy. others it must bend or break in loneli- Besides, Henry,who should think of such ness, but too happy if it can suffer un-ties when God calls? We must tread the seen. Isabel, absorbed in the contempla-waves at the voice of Jesus. His voice tion of her own lofty purposes, did not is near, I hear it now. Help, Father,help, observe the agitation of her cousin.or we perish,' she exclaimed, and her face These almost masculine purposes belong-glowed like an angel's as she sank on her ed to a young and seemingly fragile be-knees with clasped hands and prayerful ing; but it is wonderful how feminine eyes. 'Shall we sink while he is by?enthusiasm bears up the frail and deli- Look on thy servants in this hour of need; cate, where seemingly stronger spirits the storm of temptation is near, the bilfail. One who noted Isabel's slight fig-lows rage, put forth thy hand and save.' ure,and looked into the soft depths of her Henry knelt beside her; he caught the eyes, and heard her gentle voice, would soaring enthusiasm of his promised bride never have dreamed that she could vol--his voice was not heard, but his lips untarily leave the feathered nest of her moved. In those moments of stillness a

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