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A PARODY.

These girls are all a fleeting show,
For man's illusion given;
Their smiles of joy, their tears of woe,
Deceitful shine, deceitful flow,
There's not one true in seven.

And false's the flash of Beauty's eye,
As fading hues of even-
And love, and laughter, all's a lie;
And hope's awakened but to die,
There's not one true in seven.
Poor mushrooms of a sunny day!
Yet bloom, and be forgiven-
For life's at best a dream-away
Dull, drowsy thought I'll join the gay,
And romp with all the seven.

A number of military gentlemen, once dined with Col. Gardiner at his own house, when he addressed them with much respect, and begged leave to remind them, that as he was a justice of the peace in that district, he was bound by oath to put the laws against swearing into execution; he therefore entreated them to be on their guard; only one offended on that day, who immediately paid the penalty, which was given to the poor, with the universal approbation of the company.

pawns, horses, kings, qucens, castles, &c. This high
chess-player saved himself the trouble of moving the
pieces. At a given signal, the pieces taken made their
exit at the door.

Of these proceedings the Emperor got intelligence, and probably, offended by a rich subject out doing him in luxury, he affected to be horribly offended-(his own habits gave the lie to this) at the idea of buying slaves to perform the office of chess-men! He fined master Chun 3,000,000 of taels, and transported him to the black-dragon-river for life, telling him, at the same time, that he ought to be infinitely grateful, that his "brain cup" or (head) was not separated from his shoulders.

[If an Irishman had bought a set of beautiful girls, to be chess men, it would have been called a bull.]

While Col. Crockett was at Washington, with his daughter, a young gentleman who had been paying his addresses to her, wrote to him requesting his permission that they might be married. The reply of the Colonel was in the tollowing laconic style :

"Washington,

Dear Sir-I received your letter. Go ahead.
DAVID CROCKETT.

JOHN WESLEY. In the early days of Methodism, to discourage pawning, and aid his poorer disciples, he established a fund, termed the "Lending Stock," from which, on security offered, from two to five pounds might be obtained for a period of three months. Lackington, the celebrated bookseller, and others who rose to great eminence in the commercial world, com menced their mercantile career by loans from this fund.

ANECDOTE. An incident in the infancy of Lady Orkney might furnish a hint to a melo-dramatic wri. ter: "The countess, her mother, was deaf and dumb, and was married by signs. Shortly after the birth of her first child, (the lady now deceased,) the nurse, with considerable astonishment, saw the mother cautiously approach the cradle in which the infant was sleeping, evidently full of some deep design. The countess, having perfectly assured herself that the child really slept, lifted an immense stone, which she had concealed under her shawl, and to the horror of the nurse, who like all persons of the lower order in the country, was fully impressed with an idea of the peculiar cunning and malignity of "dumbies," lifted it with an evident intent to fling it down vehemently. Before the nurse could interpose, the countess had flung the stone; not, however, as the servant had apprehended, at the child, but on the floor, where, of it made a great noise. The child immediately awoke and cried. The countess, who had looked with maternal eagerness to the result of the experiment, If for such faults he gives my daughter pain,

COMPLIMENTARY.-A Yankee and an English Cap tain, each in a schooner, tried their speed in Gibraltar bay, when our countryman beat John Bull all hollow. They met on shore the next day, and the Englishman swore he had never been outsailed before. Just like me,' said Jonathan, 'for my Jemima, never beat nothing afore.'

course,

fell on her knees in a transport of joy; she had discovered that her child possessed the sense which was wanting in herself. On many other occasions she exhibited similar proofs of intelligence, but none so interesting."

REVENGE.

A vixen wife who felt the horsewhip's smart,
Ran to her father, begg'd he'd take her part;
"What is your fault," said he: "come state the case,"

For which he beat me!" "I threw some coffee in my husband's face,
He beat my daughter! zounds! I'll beat his wife.
Come but his wife-I'd beat her home again."

"Beat you, did he! 'slife!

A country gentleman was boasting of having been educated at two colleges. You remind me,' said an aged divine, 'of a calf that sucked two cows.' 'What was the consequence?" said a third person. 'Why, sir,' replied the old gentleman, very gravely, the consequence was that he was a very great calf.'

A real Jonathan, renowned for his remarkable shrewdness, particularly in taking a hint, being asked why he had relinquished his practice of visiting a certain Miss - -, replied, that the last time he went to see her he was kicked out of the house, "that was hint enough for him."

From the Canton Register, December 20. SINGULAR ANECDOTE. It is well known that the provinces of Shense and Shanse contain some of the most opulent men in China. The natives say, they have money heaped up like mountains. And the chief money lenders in Canton are from these provinces. During the last years of the late Emperor Kerking, a rich widow of the name of Chun, of the district Teayuen-foo, had a son, who went to all lengths in luxury and extravagance. Among other idle pursuits, he was a great chess-player. But chess, on a piece of board, or paper, as the Chinese have it, is a very meagre, though interesting game. Master Chun conceived a WOMEN. The morning star of infancy-the idea. He got a large room painted as a chess board with tables for himself and friend on opposite day star of manhood--the evening star of age. Bless our stars! May we always bask in the skyey influence till we are sky-high. [8th of Jan. Toast.

sides. For chess-men, he purchased a set of beautiful female slaves, dressed them up in various colours, and made them perform, by a signal, the duty of nights,

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WIT AND SENTIMENT.

CHANGING SHOES. - A few days ago an Irish laborer went to buy a pair of shoes, at the same time asking the ball of wax what made them run down on the sides. The shoemaker said, the only thing to prevent it, was to change them every morning. Pat left the shop after purchasing a pair, and the following morning returned; asked for a pair of shoes, tried them on, and (leaving the pair he brought the day before) was proceeding out of the shop, without further notice, when the shoemaker called to him to know what he was doing, telling him, at the same time, that he had forgotten to pay for the shoes he had just bought. "And is it what I am doing, you ask? am I not doing what you told me, yesterday-changing my shoes every morning."

WARRANTED GENUINE-As a worthy clergyman was gravely dispensing the words of life to an attentive audience, he was observed suddenly to laugh. This levity appearing to be an indignity offered to the people, as well as very unbecoming the character and office of the speaker, he was subsequently called to an account. In his defence, he said he was very sorry for the misdemeanor, nevertheless he could not help it-it would laugh. He then stated, that while he was preaching, a man came in who had the misfortune to have his cranium ensconced in hair of a glowing red colour, and took his seat near the pulpit. Soon after a sailor entered and proceeded leisurly up the aisle, until he came to the bench immediately behind the red haired gentleman, whereon he took his seat. Mistaking, perhaps, the head before him for the open door of a stove, containing a goodly quantity of stone coal, fully ignited, and sending forth its bright and genial rays, and his thoughts absorbed in the eloquence and subject of the speaker, he had not been seated many minutes, before he was observed to be holding his hands both up together, as if in the act of warming them, against the red head of the gentleman before him, to the no small amusement of those around, and to the complete upsetting of the gravity of the clergyman.

He humbly trusted that the cause of his laughing was a

sufficient excuse. Of course it may be readily supposed that he was at once acquitted, after enjoying a hearty laugh

together with his accusers.

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A SYSTEMATIC READER.-A Highlander laird, living in a remote district, but withal a staunch polititian, took the London Courier, but, as the post only visited him once a week, he always got six Couriers at a time. He read these papers in regular succession, one every day, but never more, in order that he might thus have the stimulus of a daily newspaper. So rigid was he in this admirable rule that if a debate did not terminate in the paper where it was commenced, he has often been observed to remark that he longed much for next morning, so anxious was he to learn the result of the discussion.--- Caledonian Mercu

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ROMANTIC PASSION.--A French gentleman, M. Bussieres de Chalabre, lately died at Paris, bequeathing the whole of his large fortune to the celebrated French actress, Mademoiselle Mars. It appears that twelve years since, this lady inspired him with a violent attachment, which he expressed to her in letters that were returned to him without notice. Long silence followed this attempt to open a correspondence, and it seemed to be forgotten, when the gallant gentleman, on alighting one day from his carriage in the Place des Victoires, broke his leg. It would naturally be supposed that he would wish, under such circum stances, to receive surgical assistance as expeditiously as possible, but this was not the case. He forbade any one to touch him, and sent to Mile. Mars an account of his misfortune, stating that he would be removed and attended only by the medical gentleman of the great actress. The latter, at once astonished and grieved, immediately went to her friend, Baron Dupuytren, briefly related the adventure, and requested him to attend the patient immediately. The doctor hastened to the spot. M. de Chalabre was then put on a bed in the coffee house, at the corner of the rue de la Feuillade, where his leg was set, and after being removed to his hotel, he soon recovered. This curious circumstance was followed by a fresh silence on his part, and oblivion on that of Mile. Mars, which continued until his death. On opening his will, it was discovered that he had bequeathed Mile. Mars the whole of his fortune.

A wine merchant once left a suspected assistant in his cellar, and said to him, "Now, lest you should drink the wine while I am away, I will chalk your mouth so that I may know it." He then rubbed his nail across the man's lips, and pretended to leave the mark of chalk on them.The man drank of the wine, and to be even with his master, chalked his mouth, and thus discovered himself.

SOMETHING IN A NAME. A professor of Alma Mater having purchased a horse for the purpose of taking a long projected journey into Wales, wishing to give his Bucephalus a classical name and applied to a a friend for a symbolical appellation. "Call him Graphy," said his friend "Graphy!" exclaimed the astonished professor," what the devil do you think I am going to write upon his back?" "Pohaw!" replied the collegian, "the name is quite applicable: first, you purchase the horse, and that's the by-ography; secondly, you mount him, and that's the top-ography; and lastly, you make your journey, and that's ge-o-graphy."

A traveller on horseback meeting a spalpeen, asked him, "Am I half way to town!" "Please yer wurship." said the boy, "do I know where you cum frum!"

ENGLAND AND AMERICA-Blackwood's Magazine, speakthis country and those of Great Britain, has the following ing of the petty jealousies that exist between the of amusing paragraph: "England and America are two fine women-and not only so, but they are mother and daughter. England is fat, fair, and forty, fit for the arms of a King. America is in her teens, and a morsel for a President. As long as they pursue each her own path, and are proud. each of her own lord or lover, both can bear, without any painful uneasiness, the thought of each other's beauty, and smilingly blow kisses from their hands across the Atlantic. Yet 'twould be too much to expect, that when they speak of each other's charms, they should always select the most seducing; that when they touch ou each other's defeats, they should point to the least prominent. 'Tis not in nature."

A KNOWING LAD.-A schoolmaster in Connecticut, while examining a boy from Rhode Island, in his catechism, asked the following question:--"How many Gods are there?" The boy, after scratching his head some time, replied, "I don't know how many you've got in Connecticut--but we have none in Rhode Island."

An Irish drummer, whose round and rosy cheeks gave notice that he now and then indulged in a noggin of right good poteen, was accosted by the inspecting general, "What makes your face so red, sir?" "Plaze your honour," replied Pat, "I always blushes when I spake to a Gineral officer."

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Jonathan's Visit to a Printing Office.

Did you ever go up to the Printers,
And see all them divils to work?
Jcussnotchett it beats all to flinters
Mother's fuss when we kill all our pork.
Them fellers they stand right up straight,
And pick little pieces of lead;
Stuck in cubby holes thicker, I'll bate,
Than seeds in our big parsnip bed.

Then they keep such a ducking and bobbing,
I'll be darn'd! like aunt Peggy's old drake
When he's gobbling up corn, or a robin
That stands-on one leg on a stake.

How a plague can they find all the letters,

Is more than my gumption can tell;
They call them are workmen type-setters,
And an old shoe, they said that was hell.*

Then they've got too a cast iron press,
It beats father's for cider and cheese;
'Tis tarnation hard work I should guess,
And it gives a confounded tight squeeze.

There's a thumping great roller I swow,
They keep pushing-the Lord knows for what-
And the paper 'twould cover our mow,
Such a whopping great sheet have they got.

How they fill it all up is the wonder,
Where a darn do they find so much news,
As thick as pea blossoms in summer-
What a nation of ink they do use!

By gall! I dont see how they pay

For so many heaps of white paper,
They tell'd me they used every day:
Good Lord-it would ruin Squire Taber.

I'd no notion, I vum, 'twas such tarnal
Hard work to print papers and books;
I'll go right down and scribe for the Jarnal
And go home and tell all the folks.

* The old shoe kept as a receptacle for broken types. The devil, no doubt, imposed upon the simplicity of Jonathan.

A SMALL MATRIMONIAL BREEZE-"Arrah, Pat, and why did I marry ye,-just tell me that-for it's myself that's had to mantain ye ever since the blessed day that Father O' Flannagan sent me home to yer house?" "Swate jewel," replied Pat, not relishing the charge, "and it's myself that hopes I may live to see the day when ye're a widow, waeping over the could sod that covers me-then by St. Patrick P'll see how ye get along withoot me, honey."

SPONTANEOUS COMBUSTION,
Or a Warning to Dram Drinkers.

The evening was cold and raw;
And by a blazing fire,
To waste his day and puff away
His cares, sat Obediah.

A flaggon on the table stood,
And oft he drained it dry;
And often too, he filled it up-
A bottle standing nigh.

Now Obed was a thinking man,
And soon he quite forgot
The earth below and every thing-
Except his happy lot.

He thought he was in Paradise,
And not the town of Lynn-
He fancied fountains playing punch,
And rivers running gin.

But when he stooped to light his pipe,
Which had by chance expired;

His alcoholic body was
Spontaneously fired.

The flames soon caught the building, and
Were seen for miles around-
And in an hour the old Lynn Inn
Was burnt down to the ground!

The morrow found a sturdy knave
A-raking 'mongst the stones
But naught was found of Obed, save
His buttons and his bones.

PAUL

PROPER RESENTMENT. - Farmer Tidd and farmer Gruff were near neighbors. The former was a kind-hearted even-tempered old codger, and all his affairs went on smoothly. The latter, as his name indicates, was possessed of an irascible disposition, and often attempted to wrangle with his worthy neighbor. One day Tidd's cow got into Gruff's corn field; Gruff procured a large cudgel. and went into his enclosure and gave her a severe pound

pesing. Poor old brummie leapt the bars, shaking her head and making a wonderful display of legs and tail. Thinking one pounding insufficient, Gruff drove her to pinfold, and left her in confinement to ruminate on her pitiable condition. Having satiated his vengeance on the poor animal, he went to discharge a volley at her owner. "Neighbor Tidd," said he, in a great rage, "I caught your cow in my corn-field this morning, and I gave her a good drubbing, and then drove her to the pound; and I'll do it again if I catch her there any more, so you'd better take care of her." The other replied very calmly, "Friend Gruff, I found two of your cattle in my garden the other day, and they had destroyed half of my garden sauce; I turned them out. drove them home to your barn yard, and put up the fence, and fastened them in as they should be, and if ever I find them there again, I shall do the same, so you'd better take care of them." Gruff's obduracy was softened, he released old brummie, paid the poundage, and ever after became a better neighbor.

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In the "At Home" of Mr. Matthews, he gives the following anecdote :-Being put on shore in Ireland, on his way to seek an engagement at Dublin, he gave a small trunk to a man to carry, who, on their arrival at the hotel, was not satisfied with the shilling that Mr. M. gave him"And is this all you're going to gi'me, Mr. Matthews, for bringing that murdering load?" Mr. M. not a little surprised at the fellow's knowing his name, inquired how it could be. "Och! don't I know you well enough, Mr. Matthews! and don't I know your honor'll gi'me another sixpence?"-М. "Well, if you'll tell me how you to know me, I will give you another sixpence." Will you though, honor bright!" M. "Yes, 1 will." "Why then, did'nt I read your good looking name on the little brass plate at the top of your honor's trunk-blessings on the Sunday schools for it!"-M. "Well, here's a shilling, give me sixpence back." "D-n the bit of a sixpence I've got; but I'll run and fetch one, and be back in.--"M. "Not got one! why I saw one in your mouth this moment."And is it that you mane? would I, think ye, be giving vour honor a sixpence out of my dirty mouth!" M. "Well, keep the shilling." "Ah! good luck and success your bonor! has your mother any more of ye?"

Two things are difficult for man to do:
Tis, to be selfish and be honest too.

SPORTING ANECDOTE-A FACT.- As a respectable citizen of Heard co. a few days since, was engaged in removing the rubbish from a piece of nearly cleared ground, he discovered a hawk in close pursuit of a partridge the latter, in the rapidity of its flight, in endeavoring to escape from the talons of the hawk, came suddenly and violently in contact with a sharp splinter of the limb of a tree, which pierced him through the body. The hawk, with great rapidity, closely pursuing his prey, likewise encountered the same splinter, which he also run through his body, and thus clenched himselffast upon the partridge. In this manner they were both taken down by our informant.Southern Planter.

CHARADE.

A consonant and triphthong,
Compose a thing of fame,
That's oft the ladies seen among,
Ye belles, pray tell its name?

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