'Meanwhile, more vessels constantly arrive,
With loads of miners, speculators, diggers,
And amateurs, of various minds and figures,
In search of wealth, of El Dorado, north.
A glorious prospect, those of Copper Falls;
For there, not only copper rock is found,
But silver, too, in quantities obtained.
And if the stories that we hear, be true,
Of all the wonders lately here disclosed,
Copper and silver will be dregs in market.
Each person, here, entitled to respect,
Sports a tremendous ring, well hammered out,
Of native silver; and enclosing in it
An agate, from Superior's mining shore.
Many locations, excellent, are made

By numerous companies, on the Eagle, Dead,
And Mining rivers-Portage, Lake La Belle:
HOUGHTON, geologist of Michigan,

Immortal wight, was sent, this coast to scan.'

'What to the wonder of the world, he found
His geological surveys amidst,

On the Ontonagon, a copper rock.
He finished his surveys, and left the place;
After eight years had fled, again returning,
His hatchet lying on the rock still found.'

Here ensues a specimen of SMITH's rhyming style. cerning' an Indian girl:

ELIJAH was by ravens fed,
And she a life as pious led;
For he had passions, various wit,
Like ours; we leave to holy writ.
What marvel, then, if she should be,
In such a like extremity,

Fed thus, or otherwise preserved,
By sovereign mercy, whom she served?
She turned her eye- her guide was gone:
But, looking forward, o'er a lawn,
Again she saw it settling there,
Yet still suspended high in air,
Above a spacious opening glade,
Which herding buffalo had made,
In ancient day, their stamping-ground,
Though now the place did not resound
With their loud low, grown scarce and

gone,

The passage is 'of and con

Here, grazing on this beauteous lawn,
Amidst this fair deserted ground,
A female buffalo she found.
Attended by its young it fed;
As she approached, it raised its head,
And cast on her complacent eyes;
Not with that feeling of surprise
Such creatures fain are wont to show,
When first the human form they know;
Fast scampering off like fleetest hind,
That almost leaves the wind behind;
But, inly feeling there no harm,
Was held by some celestial charm-
Made conscious of its course by heaven,
At once submitted to be driven

Quite home, and udders drained, became
Domesticated, kind and tame.'

SMITH, from very incontinence of rhyme, bursts often from the bonds of blank verse into little bits of song, which are extremely unique. Thus after a description in long lines, of the hunter 'seeking to find the fatted 'coon,' we are favored with the annexed brace of verses in quite another'style:'

'BUT, should there come a snow so deep,

The nimble deer can't run,

Then, girding on his snowy shoe,

The huntsman with his gun,

Walks all unsinking careless on

The summits of the heaps,

And overtakes, and shoots him down,
While struggling in the deeps.'

We take our present leave of SMITH and his poem, with this parting advice: 'Don't for mercy's sake write any more such stuff as that of which your big book is made up- don't! You have not the first idea of poetry; nor is there a single line in the whole compass of your book that rises above the dead level of your own com mon-place, the commonest kind of common-place that we ever encountered. Take up the trade of a tinker or a cobbler; do any thing, in short, except stealing, for a living; but don't write another line of what you call 'poetry.' Now SMITH, DON'T YOU do it!

'POOR RICHARD'S ALMANAC.'-We give the ensuing notice of a new enterprise by Mr. DOGGETT, Jr., proprietor of the well-known 'City Directory;' and need only add to its expositions the remark, that we have seen several of the illustrations, which for delicacy and clearness we have never seen surpassed. The head of FRANKLIN, the house where he was born, and the Old South Church,' Boston, in an especial manner will command general admiration. We have been permitted to examine some of the old copies of 'Poor RICHARD'S Almanac,' which Mr. DOGGETT obtained at such cost and labor, and enjoyed their perusal not a little. So quaint is the style of the homely common-sense maxims and advice, and so curiously are these interwoven in the interstices, as it were, of the calendar-pages, that we are not at all surprised that the 'Almanac' should have acquired so great a popularity; and we have no doubt that in its republished form it will command a sale larger than it enjoyed on its first ap. pearance before the American people.

ED. KNICKERBOCKER.

'THE present is doubtless the only complete edition of the 'POOR RICHARD'S ALMANAC' of Dr. FRANKLIN now in existence. The collection is the result of nearly four years' research among the libraries of public institutions and private collections in the States of New-Hampshire, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, Rhode Island, New-York, New-Jersey and Pennsylvania; and several of the numbers were only procurable at great cost, and even some were purchased with the proviso that they were to be returned, should the publisher be successful in obtaining duplicates. A complete copy of the Almanac had been pronounced by our indefatigable historian, JARED SPARKS, as of doubtful existence, and the publisher is therefore most agreeably dis. appointed in being able to lay successively before the American public the entire numbers of this invaluable series, accompanied by an appropriate modern calendar, prepared under the direction of Professor PIERCE, of Harvard University.

The present number contains the editorial matter of FRANKLIN for the first three years, 1733, 1734 and 1735, and the commencement of an autobiography of the DOCTOR, which, with the edi. torials and advice of POOR RICHARD, will be continued from year to year, until both are completed. The execution, typographical and illustrative, it is believed will meet the cordial appro bation of the public.

'Perhaps no work in any degree similar to 'POOR RICHARD'S Almanac' ever met with such universal popularity as that work. It was continued by FRANKLIN twenty-six years, from 1733 to 1758, inclusive, with a constantly enhanced circulation. It combined, in a most remarkable manner, entertainment and useful information. It was so generally read, that there was scarcely a neighborhood in the whole province whose inhabitants permitted themselves to be unsup. plied with it: it was perused by the common people; and its terse and concentrated wisdom, its various learning and telling wit, obviated with such the necessity of having many other books. All the little spaces that occurred between the remarkable days in the calendar were filled with proverbial sentences, chiefly such as inculcated industry and frugality as the means

of procuring wealth, and thereby securing virtue; 'for,' said the author, 'it is more difficult for a man in want to act honestly, than it is hard for an empty sack to stand upright.' 'These proverbs,' continues FRANKLIN, in his autobiography, 'which contained the wisdom of many ages and nations, I assembled and formed into a connected discourse, prefixed to the Almanac of 1758, as the harangue of a wise old man to the people attending an auction. The bringing all these scattered counsels thus into a focus enabled them to make greater impression. The piece being universally approved, was copied in all the newspapers of the American continent; reprinted in Britain on a large sheet of paper, to be stuck up in houses. Two translations were made of it in France, and great numbers bought by the clergy and gentry, to distribute gratis among their poor parishoners and tenants. In Pennsylvania, as it discouraged useless expense in foreign superfluities, some thought it had its share of influence in producing that growing plenty of money, which was observable for several years after its publication.'

'Few compositions in any language have been so widely read as this summary prefixed to the Almanac of 1758. It was three times translated into the French before 1800, and in 1823 an edition in modern Greek appeared from the press of DIDOT at Paris.

It would be a curious thing, were it possible, to trace the influence of the sound common sense, the homely wisdom, of the frugal maxims of POOR RICHARD upon the early inhabitants of these States. Running along down the carefully-scanned 'weather-columns' of the Almanac, and intermingling with Apogee,' 'Expect much rain about these days,' and the like, came unexpectedly upon the reader these lessons of wisdom, sinking directly into the mind or the heart, remaining there indelibly, and associated perhaps in the minds of thousands with the very days of the month along which they ran, and the especial seasons when the Almanac was consulted. Who can tell how many thousands have been brought to a keen sense and appreciation of the necessity of personal exertion in the little couplet:

'He that by the plough would thrive,
Himself must either hold or drive.'

These maxims, too, have been the fruitful source of other collateral sayings, which have exercised a borrowed influence for good upon all readers. Thus the above couplet was no doubt the father of the saying 'When I say, Go, boys, and do a thing, half the time it is n't done; but when I go forward myself, and say, Come, boys, and do it, the thing is done at once.' No one understood the influence of terms with ideas to them better than Dr. FRANKLIN.

It has been alleged that some of POOR RICHARD's maxims have had a tendency to make the reader of them, supposing him to have followed them, penurious and close-fisted; that if all his readers followed his inculcations of saving pennies, for example, there would be no trade, and that the community would be resolved into a community of misers. But such objectors should remember that in the infancy of the country, when nearly every body was poor, getting and saving were cardinal virtues; and not a little influence, we may well suppose, was exerted, as FRANKLIN himself modestly hints, in making money more plenty in those times that tried not only the souls but the bodies of our ancestors. Many a poor man, thinking with RICHARD that 'An egg to-day is better than a hen to-morrow,' has felt how much more forcibly was the incul. cation against 'risking the chances' conveyed, than by the equally common saying, that 'A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.'

The great eagerness with which 'POOR RICHARD'S ALMANAC' was sought for in its daythree or four large editions a-year being frequently demanded by the comparatively few rea ders of that period — and the fact that there is not a single copy of the work in any of our historical societies, the Cambridge Library, Boston Athenæum, and other the like institutions, have induced the publisher to bring the work before the public, so that its wisdom, its learning, its wit, its homely common sense, may again become familiar to the people whose better character they have contributed, not perhaps remotely, to form.'

We understand that in the republication no expense will be spared to have the types, paper, printing, engravings, etc., of the first order of excellence. We bespeak for the enterprise the favor of the American public. It will then be in evidence' that we do not wholly disregard the 'ancient land-marks' of virtue, temperance, and frugality.

THE GRAVE OF ROBIN HOOD. - We are indebted to an old and esteemed friend and correspondent, Hon. WILLIAM W. CAMPBELL, for the following interesting local account of the Priory of Kirklees, near Huddersfield, England, and one of its most distinguished attractions, the Grave of Robin Hood. The engraving which accomcompanies this is from a drawing by a young southerner, made at the request of Mr. CAMPBELL, expressly for the KNICKERBOCKER:

'Ar the distance of about six miles from the town of Huddersfield, in the very centre of a densely-populated manufacturing district, is to be found all that remains of the Priory of Kirklees, famous as the burial place of the most renowned of the heroes of English Historical Romance, ROBIN HOOD; and truly, if sylvan seclusion and scenery of the most romantic beauty can give fitness to a tradition time-worn and honored, then is that which marks out Kirklees as the resting-place of the gentle ROBIN indeed an apt and happy one; for notwithstanding its proximity to those leviathan establishments in which is manufactured clothing for a world, it would seem as if the very genius of progress had paused in respect before the outlaw's grave, having forborne to brush away the dew-drops from the grass, or to disturb the sylvan solitude where the darkening elms and sombre yews wave their branches like funeral plumes over his tomb. This interesting relic occupies an elevated situation at the western extremity of a noble terrace, winding round the brow of a hill overlooking the beautiful vale of Calder, where the long and broad avenues of oak and elm still stretch away into solitudes so unbroken that were it not for the evident care taken to fence out man, the destroyer, one might be disposed to question whether human feet had trod those glades since the bereaved band returned with sad looks and solemn tread from depositing the body of their beloved leader in its lonely resting-place; and although

the shrill whistle of the locomotive does occasionally awaken the echoes of the valley, the iron monster preserves a respectful distance from the hallowed spot.

The grave is guarded by an iron-railing, and although the stone which originally covered it was removed in consequence of portions having been broken and carried off as relics by visitors, the inscription upon it is copied on the present stone: it is as follows:

'HEAR undernead dis laitl stain

Laz ROBERD, Earl of HUNTINGTON;
Ner arcir yer az hie sa geud,

An pipl Kauld im ROBIN HEUD,
Sic Utlawz as hi an iz men

Vil England never si agen.' - Obiit 24 Kal. Dekembris,1247.

From the commanding height of the terrace is seen the silvery Calder sweeping in mazy majesty through umbrageous woods, pleasant meadows, and fair pastures, while in the extreme distance the horizon is bounded by the dark fissured sides of the hills of Blackstone Edge, stupendous walls of nature's rearing, to guard an amphitheatre of verdant beauty. Seen at sunrise from hence, those hills are crested by a coronal of golden rays; at noontide the day-god appears to be bathing in a sea of glory as his face is reflected in the waters of the Calder; while at eventide he appears to retreat behind the hills, through his palace of clouds, clothed in a mantle of rosy light. But who can describe the soft beauty of a moonlit scene from this eminence, as seen and felt in the balmy air of an English autumn evening, with the soft feeling of repose which it induces in the spectator, to catch glimpses of the distant landscape through the trees with their embrowned foliage; to mark the flashing lines of silver which ever and anon light up the quiet flowing river; to list to the voices of night as they sound in the rising breeze, sweeping through the avenues and joining in concert with the louder roar of the rushing weirs in the river below. These are indeed enjoyments full of rapturous feeling for the poetic mind.

'Leaving the grave by the path over the park, the traveller finds himself at the side of a bubbling brook which meanders complainingly through the grounds from west to east, and finally empties itself into the river Calder. Crowning the slope which descends somewhat abruptly to this stream, which still retains the name of 'Nun's Brook,' there is a fine avenue of beeches, which was no doubt intended to give shelter and shade to those sisters of the house who should seek in its long-drawn vista a place of meditation; and there is no question that the margin of the brook was frequently trod by them for a similarly holy purpose. There is a narrow bridge that crosses the stream, which gives access to what was once the gate-way of the Priory, although it now leads only to certain farm buildings and offices attached to the modern Hall, which was built in the reign of JAMES the First out of the materials of the old Priory, and stands in the Park above.

'An engraving of the Priory ruins in STUKELY'S Itinerary shows that at that time a large gate-way, with corner turrets, of fine character was still standing; but this has disappeared, and nothing of the kind is now left standing except a low postern with its moulded stone jambs and door of oak studded with large headed nails.

'The lodge or gate-house is in excellent preservation, and is on several accounts one of the most interesting portions of the buildings. It is not of large dimensions, but the thickness of its walls, its windows of extremely narrow lights, divided by mullions, and two timber gables, one of them well carved, and both in excellent preservation, give unmistakeable evidence of its having formed an original portion of the Priory.