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SPIRIT OF THE TORRENT.
SPIRIT OF BEAUTY.
"le grand tigre royal,” has been successively “le jardin du roi—de l'empereur and du roi, according to the changes I am King! I am King! where the green tide never undergone by the government. But here again I am at sleeps, fault to know what to communicate to you, that in all Where, adown the crescent-rock, the resistless torrent probability you have not read before. Every one must
sweeps, be fully aware that this magnificent spot contains one Where billows, from the fathomless and unsearch'd of the richest collection of flowers and plants in the
gulph below, world—a museum of vast extent—a menagerie and an Like an eternal fountain's jet, exhaustless waters throw; aviary that seem to contain every beast and bird in 'Tis there I wield my sceptre, and in majesty I reign, creation. The animals are scattered about the Garden And trembles at my voice of power, Niagara's domain. in every direction-those of the fiercer kind confined in strong cages, and the gentler species in enclosures-so that in walking about in it you could almost fancy your
Where the bright Bow's radiant flush self Adam in the Garden of Eden. Of all the creatures in the menagerie, the Giraffe is the one that attracts
Spans the roaring torrents' rush,
Till each changeful, quivering ray the most notice, and it is certainly a most singular and
Melts in tintless mist away ; beautiful animal. When it first arrived it set all Paris
Where the white foam, rising high, crazy-every thing became à la Giraffe, in the same
Catches splendor from the sky, manner as every thing with us was à La Fayette, after the visit of the illustrious General to our country. With
Changing still, and still the same,
Glorious forms without a name; its hinder parts nearly touching the ground, and its head
Where the fragile wild-flow'r springs, almost brushing the heavens, it would be scarcely too bold a figure to call it an emblem of Fame—“Parva
Like a thing with life and wings, primo, mox sese attollit in auras, ingrediturque solo, et
Midway the eternal wall,
That meets the eternal torrents' fall, caput inter nubila condit.” Its skin beautifully spotted,
And frolics in the wild wind's play, its delicate neck longer than its whole body, its exquisitely formed limbs, combined with its innocent look
And spreads its bosom to the spray, and unique shape, render it a thing to be gazed upon
As fearlessly as though it knew
No Muse but Zephyr, Shower and Dew; again and again with renewed gratification.
Bath'd in light, and throned in air, There is something exceedingly calculated to excite
Sceptred Genius, I am there; feelings of gloom, in the perambulation of the streets of
See my Coronet, and own a great city amidst vast crowds of fellow beings, with
I am Queen, and here's my Throne. out seeing among them a single face upon which a look of recognition can be bestowed. If ever I experienced the full power of those malignant fiends that take
Rush on, rush wildly on, proud forest-flood ! especial delight in persecuting travellers-blue devils I
Leap the bold rocks, rush through the sounding wood; mean—it was in walking about Paris after my curiosity Your deep-toned voice breaks not my realm's repose, had been satisfied to such an extent as to allow other But o'er my reign, sublime, a solemn grandeur throws. feelings to operate. No solitude, it has been justly said, is so dreary as that of a crowd, and I completely real. From shuddering nature's hand, the fearful steep, ized the truth of the remark when I found myself wan- Madly ye plung'd, “ deep calling unto deep,” dering an isolated being amid the immense multitudes Wildly and loud in my sole listening ear, of the Boulevards. How distressingly, likewise, does a While, undisputed King, I fix'd my empire here. stranger, in a population of nearly a million, become impressed with the idea of his individual insignificance! Rush, forest-winds! Fit music for my ear, It is when placed in such a position that the lessons of The torrent's roar, the wind's deep howlings here; humility sink most deeply in his mind; that he is made Meet scenes, meet sounds, grace here my hallowed most sensible of what inconsiderable importance his
There is a world of Glory in this place !
Of Man's weak days and few; this dark-leaved wood,
Prisoning the winds, and that celestial Bow,
Calm o'er the torrent as the summer's twilight 'Twas Summer, blessed Summer, and the noon's re- Over the ruin'd world,- they are vast, splendent hour,
And beautiful as vast. Why wake ye not
To move ye to make music? Ah, that dash Seem'd echoing through the solitudes, and ringing in of the full flood, drown'd the poor strain that sought the air.
To find its way from your vibrating chords.
SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE.
SPIRIT OF POESY.
But yet, a loftier strain ; let music thrill,
the beautiful village of
situated on the banks of Fitting this glory, from your loudest strings.
the Kennebec, in the State of Maine. The distance Awake! awake !-Ah, there is not a note
from my own residence to the mountains was mostly But the deep, mingling, sounds of rushing floods, performed in carriages with an occasional ride on horseAnd howling forest-winds, that gather round
back. On arriving at the hospitable habitation of Mr. The shuddering strings. Alas, they break! they break! -, the dwelling nearest the mountains, I had, much Be folded, Lyre, to my awe-stricken heart,
to my satisfaction, become recruited and so much imAnd I will gather up your riven threads,
proved in strength as to feel almost like climbing the Where nature seem’d to wreathe my choicest bower, mountains at a breath. Singularly enough, as I thought, And pause, profoundly mute.
I happened there at a time when no other stranger was
present-not a solitary being could be found to accomSPIRIT OF DEVOTION.
pany me to the heights of Mount Washington, even so 'Tis good to linger here-how bright they be! much as a humble guide. But I was now deterniined These symbols of a present Deity;
not to return without seeing the originally proposed end They call, like Horeb's sign, to holy fear,
of my journey. Toscale the heights before me, a stranAnd bid the sandal'd foot approach not near.
ger and alone, was, to be sure, no desirable task; but When the foundations of that massive wall,
my ambition led me to attempt it even at the hazard of That, ages long, have met the torrent's fall,
loosing my way and becoming exhausted. I started
from my friend's at eighi o'clock in the morning of a And stem, unmov’d, the torrent's thunderings still, — Sank to their depths, at God's almighty will;
delightfully pleasant day, and before the sun had reached
the middle of its daily course, I was well nigh at the When the wild floods plung'd as in proud chagrin, summit of the mountain; yet, not without feeling that Scorning the barriers that would shut them in,
I could not endure such exertion with the freedom of And Heaven's eternal voice was heard below
one who had never been broken down by disease. It “Thus far, proud waves, nor farther shalt thou go;"— is needless to say that I amused myself with the grand
prospect. afforded and the wild scenery around, until it When, silently, He drew His radiant bow
became necessary to return. I made, on my ascension, O'er the dark gulph that madly wrought below, by the path, such marks and observations as I thought A beauteous arch, where angel-forms might lean,
would enable me to find my way back without diffiAnd view the wonders of the glorious scene;
culty. But I was mistaken. The entire afternoon was Then, when the morning stars together sang,
consumed in fruitless endeavors to find the path which I And Heaven's blue vault with joyous shoutings rang,
had followed on going up. I was now weary and faint;
and the sun, as he sunk beneath the western horizon, My gentle sceptre sway'd the angel throng,
seemed to tell me, in fearful language, that I should never My voice, celestial, led the choral song,
look upon his countenance, nor feel his enlivening influAnd in these hallowed haunts I linger still;
ences again! But there was no time to be lost-my life Here the rapt heart my influence soft shall fill, was in danger! I flew first to one extremity of the Till Time's, old Time's declining, latest days,
height which I had ascended and then to the other, litAnd Nature's voice shall cease to speak her Maker's tle removed from derangement in viewing the awful horpraise.
rors of my situation. Alas! night had come over me
a faint, fatigued and sick being, and almost unmanned Maine.
by fear. But what was my surprise, mingled with joy,
“Ah, young man,” said he, on coming up, "what has brought you to this lonely place at this hour of the night ?-have you no guide, no protector, nor means of
securing yourself to-night from this cold, damp air ?" BY HORATIO KING.
“None!" said I, and I immediately informed him of In the month of September, 17—, my health hav- my adventures and the reason of my being thus exposed. ing become considerably impaired, I was advised by “Rash and unfortunate youth!” said the stranger, my friends and the physician of the village to jour-"you deserve some punishment for thus voluntarily exney, as a means of improving it. Possessing naturally posing yourself to danger and death!-have you no a disposition to become acquainted with the situation food with you ?” of the country, especially in my own state and reigh “Not one morsel!" I answered. “In my hurry and borhood, I readily acceded to the advice. But the next anxiety to reach the mountain this morning, I entirely question which arose, was—where should I travel,- forgot to take any with me!” how far, and in what parts? It was agreed, finally, Putting his hand into his pocket, he drew forth a small that I should go to the White Mountains. I accord- piece of broiled meat and a slice of breadingly prepared for my journey, and on the morning of “Here,” said he, “eat this--it may afford you a little the sixth of September, after receiving from my friends strength, and prevent you from becoming entirely extheir united wishes that I might have a pleasant season hausted ;-a singular freak this for a pale-face like you!" and return in improved health, I took my departure from he added, and I thought he was about to leave me.
AS RELATED BY A FIRST SETTLER.
“For Heaven's sake, my dear sir!" I exclaimed, -1 I was of course anxious to hear what he might have "would you leave me here in this chilling air and on to relate, knowing that if I could learn nothing of his these cold and dreary mountains to perish, without a own life, his knowledge of early events enabled him to friend and alone?"
give a narration of many rare and interesting occurrenHis keen black eyes were fixed full and steadily upon ces, and I begged that he would proceed. me, as if to read the inmost secrets of my heart,—when “About sixty years ago," the old man commenced, he approached, and taking me by the hand
“there lived on the banks of the Androscoggin, in what “Hear me!” said he, sternly,—“Will you swear ?") is now called the town of Bethel, a man who was mar“What ?-by whom ?" I replied earnestly. ried and had two children, a son and daughter, and
" By Him who has sent me hither to save you!— who obtained a livelihood by hunting and fishing. At Swear that you will not, in my life-time, reveal to any that time, there were several tribes of Indians in the living being, the spot or dwelling to which I may lead neighborhood, and this friendly and peaceable family you—and all shall be well.”
were not unfrequently disturbed by their near approach I swore. He then requested me to follow him. In and nightly yells. They, however, managed by prusilence and with some difficulty, for I had become much dence and caution to live safely there for several years, exhausted, I obeyed. He led me a considerable distance until at length one evening of a beautiful summer day, to a part of the mountain where it was evident the just as the sun was going down behind the trees, a hosfootsteps of few if any but his own were ever marked; tile and wandering tribe of Indians approached the humand on guiding me into a secret and curious cave, ble, but hitherto comparatively quiet, dwelling of those the old man (I had already observed that from his lonely settlers. The mother and her little daughter of appearance he had numbered at least three score and seven years were employed in the house, while the fathten,) looking at me with a smiling countenance, er and son, who was then about ten years of age, were said
gathering wood at a short distance from his dwelling. “Here, young stranger, is the place that I call my The father, leaving his little boy busily engaged in pickhome; sit down,” said he, "on that smooth stone, and ing up sticks, went with his arms full of wood to the I will soon kindle a blaze-I have also some game in my house, and had no sooner reached it, than he saw his pockets which I have just had the fortune to seize, that hostile foes coming up, and standing almost directly bewith a little roasting will please the palate and repair tween him and his son. He called to him, and thought the system. You have been a rash youth,” continued at fiir 10 run to his protection, but saw on a moment's he, " but you are safe now, and as soon as you regain reflection that by endeavoring to save his life he would your strength, I will put you in a way, should you wish endanger his own (for already several arrows were it, to find the foot of the mountain."
pointed at him,) and put it out of his power to protect We had found it necessary before reaching the cave, his wife and daughter, who were alarmed almost to to procure a torch, by which I was enabled to see my fainting in the house. The only alternative left him way well along the narrow, and in many places perilous was to flee to his house and prepare to defend them and path that we were obliged to travel. The old man soon himself there. The Indians now gave a horrible yell, built a good fire, and before one hour had elapsed he had and attempted by every means in their power to enter; prepared a supper, which appeared to me, under the but the father was enabled to beat them back until his circumstances, more inviting even than the sumptuous wife had loaded one or two muskets, which were immeviands of the rich ; I never ate with a better relish. diately discharged upon them with good effect. The
In the meantime I could not banish the wonder and contest was continued for about a half hour, the wife surprise excited by the fact, that an individual posses- loading and the husband firing the guns, when the Insing the faculties, both mental and physical, of my kind dians finding their attempts to enter the house fruitless, protector, should take up his abode in a place so cold and and that powder and balls were more fatal in their effect barren, and affording so few opportunities for a life of than their own weapons, they took their departure, such ease and happiness. I was exceedingly anxious, as was of them as were able, yelling most hideously. The natural, to learn the history of one whose whole char- night passed; but the fear of the Indians and the acter appeared so singular and strange. Could I dare thought that their child might already be suffering the solicit of him the desired information ? I almost feared most cruel tortures, prevented the parents, as may well to ask it;-but the hospitable board having been remov- be supposed, from receiving one moment's rest. The ed, and the old man seeming in a cheerful mood, I ven- morning dawned, and six Indians were seen lying dead tured to offer an intimation that a little conversation on the ground near the house. The brave hunter had relative to his own history would to me be peculiarly not fought without carrying sorrow to the bosoms of his interesting, -and it had its effect. His eyes flashed, enemies, though he suffered the loss, as he believed, forand he sat for some time in silence. At length, draw- ever of his little Charles, whom the Indians he well ing his seat nearer to me, and with a look which seemed knew would preserve only to torment. He ventured Lo say that none but himself should ever know his his- out and immediately saw at a short distance from the tory, he observed
house another Indian, who, from his appearance, he "I am old, young stranger, as you see--ready almost judged had been wounded. In his wrath he approachto lie down in my grave. There are, it is true, many ed and would have despatched him at once had not the incidents connected with my life, which, if related, might Indian, in a most heart-touching manner, begged to be perhaps amuse one of your age and capacity ;--but it spared, offering at the same time, as an inducement to grieves me to think of them! I will, however, if you the hunter to let him live, to prevent the life of his son are not too much fatigued,” he continued, “tell you a being destroyed and return him safe to his parents. On short story."
his promising to do this, he was taken into the house
and a little attention to his wounds enabled him to fol-, whelmed with joy were they, to utter a syllable; and low his savage comrades.
the mother, feeble at witnessing so unexpected an event,
had fainted and fallen to the floor. She soon, however, “Years passed away, but no son came. The hunter revived and was permitted once more to clasp in her now felt that he had been deceived, and regretted that he arms the son, whom she had long believed dead, and had not despatched the savage at a blow. Ten years hau soon expected to meet in Heaven. It was a scene, innow already elapsed, and all hopes of ever seeing Charles deed, which can much better be imagined than described. had long since been abandoned. The mother had made “You will judge what were the feelings of Charles on herself, in appearance and feeling, old and almost help learning the death of his sister. less by grief and mourning, and Ellenor, her daughter, “But the cause of this long delay in the return of the was in the last stage of consumption, partly from the Indian, was now to be explained. It may be done in same cause, and from seeing an affectionate mother sink- few words. ing so rapidly. She could remember her little brother, “He overtook his party in a short time, after recoverand how he looked before the savages came and took himing from his wounds, and found them mourning and away. Her thoughts were ever upon him; and the fol- almost distracted with grief, for in the contest with the lowing lines, composed and presented her by a friend, hunter they had lost their chief and several others of she was often heard to sing with a pensive air, as she their most daring warriors; and they were just preparsat at her window in the evening twilight:
ing to feed their revenge by torturing to death with 0, blest were those hours when gay on the banks
every cruel means which their savage and blood-thirsty or the clear Androscoggin I played
hearts could invent, their captive boy. But happily he With my own honest Charles,--and when by the side had arrived in time to save him, though it had been of my mother, I kneeled, as she prayed !
utterly out of his power to return him to his parents Then sickness, and sorrow, and cold discontent
before. They continued their march into the western Were unknown to a childhood so free! And death, with his arrows so awful and sure,
wilderness, where they were finally forced to remain, on Possessed no dread terrors for me!
account of a war which soon broke out between their But alas! those blest days are forever no more!
own and several other hostile tribes of Indians, and lastAnd mourning and sorrow now reign;
ed for nearly the whole time that had clapsed since they The savage, in wrath, has invaded our home!
left the banks of the Androscoggin. And dear Charles has been captured and slain! No more shall we sport on the banks of the stream,
“Charles had not forgotten his parents, though he had Or walk, hand in hand, through the grove;
become habituated to the usages, customs and hardships He has gone to his rest, in those regions afar,
of his savage comrades, and wore, indeed, the resemWhere dwells naught save quiet and love!
blance of an Indian. He now, with his preserver, whom “Ellenor died while yet in her seventeenth year, and he would not permit to leave him, lived with his parents was buried in a spot selected by herself, near a large and supported them until, worn out with age and soroak tree by the house, under whose shades she used of- row, they both, in the course of two years, were laid in ten to sport with her dear brother, and where, in the their graves nearly at the same time. summer hours, when deprived of his presence, she had “Charels Eaton, (for that was his name,) had now frequently resorted for contemplation and study. but one friend in the world--his Indian protector and
“The parents were now left entirely alone, and with preserver. They lived and wandered together for many few inducements to make even life itself desirable. years, obtaining their living, as they were taught to do, Their only daughter had died in autumn, and a freezing in the wilderness, until at length the poor Indian was and dreary winter was at hand.”
taken suddenly ill and died, leaving Charles entirely “It was a severe, cold night in the month of Decem-friendless and without a home. ber, and the moon shone upon the snow bright and full “Charles lived now, not because it was his own pleaalmost as the sun itself, when two men were seen ap- sure, but because it was the will of heaven that he should proaching the dwelling of this lonely settler. They live. He for a time sought to make himself happy in walked up to the house and kindly asked admittance. society; but the noisy and cold-hearted world possessed Supposing them to be Indians belonging to some friend- no charms for him. He sought the mountains, where he ly tribe near by, who wished to warm and rest them- discovered a cave in which he entered and at once deselves, they were without hesitancy permitted to enter." clared it his home while life remained. He has thus far
“Cold weather this, old man,' said the eldest of the kept his word, and,” said the old man, springing from two strangers, who was at once observed to be an Indian, his seat with the activity of a boy, “ Charles Eaton is the addressing the hunter as they seated themselves by the man, who has just saved you, my young friend, from the fire.
awful pangs of death !" “Yes,' was the reply,--and have you far to walk I cannot describe my surprise on hearing this anthis cold night?'
nouncement, coming upon me, as it did, so suddenly. I “I have come,' said the Indian, 'to fulll my promise, had in fact become so interested in the old man's story, made to you a long, long time since. You will recol- that I had even forgotten the situation in which I was lect
placed. “What! my son ! and does he live ? asked the old We now sought rest from sleep; but little did I obman, with much emotion.
tain. I however by the morning found myself suffi" "He lives!-behold him there, before you!' ciently recruited :o venture to return to the dwelling at
“Without waiting for the answer, the aged parent, the foot of the mountain and from thence home, which recognizing in the, till then, supposed Indian, his own I did, after first having been directed to the right path son, had embraced him, neither being able, so over-| by my own kind preserver--the Indian Captive!
MOSES SMITING THE ROCK.
BY N. C. BROOKS.
And fevered with earth's cares and strife,
No former miracles, that shed Upon the desert, streams and bread, Inspired with confidence or grace The faithless and the wicked race. Oppressed with thirst, with hunger faint, They vented murmur and complaint. "Why bring ye to this barren coast Of heat and sand, our weary lost, Where neither fruit nor golden grain, Appears through all the desert plainNo bough on which pomegranates shine, Vor figs, nor elusters of the vine ; Where sparkles neither fount nor pool The thirst to slake-the brow to cool. Why bring us to this land to die? Eyy pt had graves wherein to lie.”
Their leaders, then, in anguish, bowed Their faces down, and mourned aloud, Until, from out the light that broke Around, the voice of God thus spoke“Smite with the rod: the flinty rock Shall pour its streams for man and flock.”
Then with the consecrated rod, Which curse or blessing brought from God, Toiled Moses up the pathless wild Of rocks, in sullen grandeur piled, While all the host was gathered round, By hope or fear in silence bound. “Why will ye murmur ? Has the ear Grown heavy that was wont to hear? Or shortened is the mighty hand That brought you from oppression's land ? That manna o'er the desert spread, And streams of living waters shed ? Why tempt the Lord ? Lift up your eyes ! The self-same hand your want supplies: The bounty of his grace receiveBehold! ye rebels, and believe; Behold!” and fell with jarring shock, Th' uplifted wand upon the rock: And inwardly was heard the rush Of prisoned waves in gurgling gush,
STUDY OF THE LAW. It is a circumstance of frequent occurrence to behold a young man of superior intellectual attainments, ardently commencing the profession of the law, buoyed up by the friendly predictions of his associates, and a just consciousness of his own abilities. The road to high and honorable legal eminence appears to lie free and open before bim: emulation excites him to present exertion: wealth and same invite him from the distance.
Yet in nine cases out of ten, the confidence of the young legal aspirant turns to doubt, distrust, despairand the hopes of his friends end in disappointment and sorrow. And wherefore? Not because his mental facul. ties relapse into mediocrity, but because he was not duly prepared for the arduous journey undertaken. His progress is slow-almost imperceptible. Every day teaches him the deficiencies of his knowledge, and opens to his view larger and larger fields of inquiry. The paih is difficult, and he meets with a thousand undreamed of obstacles to his progress. Human nature in its worst aspect is presented to his view, and sordid interest, vindictive malice, envy, hatred and all unchar. itableness, are the passions he has to combat, or is called on to sustain. His temper is thus tried in a hundred ways, and, it may happen that though he has a just cause, and a general knowledge of the law as connected with it, a single mis-step in practice, a want of confidence in addressing court or jury-an ignorance of the great and broad principles of the branch of law under consideration-a deficiency of application to the details of his case, physical weakness, or mental or nervous irritation, will accumulate difficulties in his progress-and utterly debar him from success.
Some, it is true, by an inherent force of mind bear up against the pressure, and in the end attain the high reputation of great lawyers. But how much oftener does the study of the law, once so inviting, become disgusting and tedious, and the brilliant promise of the youth, fade away in the obscurity of the man.
This result is mainly attributable to our erroneous system of preparation. Somewhat, it is true, is owing to the miscalculations of young men themselves, to their misunderstanding the nature of the profession, their deeming it to be an easy as well as an honorable life, their considering the vocation of the law as the highway to political preferment, and, in too many instances, their mistaken belief that genius alone, without assiduiry, is equal to the accomplishment of any object. The most general plan of preparation is this: A
young man, after having been immaturely graduated at a college, wherein a four years' course of miscellaneous study on a variety of subjects has given him no thorough knowledge of any, and sometimes, though rarely, with the advantage of a one year's course of
With pleasure tingles every ear, As the refreshing sound they hear; And every upraised eye is bright, And laughing with hope's pure delight. The rod again descends—the rock Its portal opens at the shock; The stream leaps from its mountain home, With voice of rage and crest all foam, And thunders down the precipice In catararts, that part and hiss And murmur; and, in shining rills Slow winding, sigh among the hills.
Ye vanderers through this wilderness, Bowed down with sorrow and distress, Go, when the head is sick—when faint The heart breathes out its mournful plaint;