Numbers of people have been known to walk in their sleep, and even to sing in their sleep; but at present there are many persons who write plays & novels in their aleef.

St. Pierre, talking of the levity of the French, says, 'that a Parisian will cry at the least trifle like a child, and then laugh at himself for crying.'

The American Indians have many curious proverbs, one of which is, the man that turns in his eyes, would turn out his friends.'

Copied from a Provincial Paper.-- Wanted, a person who can write epitaphs for a country churchyard-if he is deep read in Flavel, or John Bunyan, he will have the preference.'

muda.

On Saturday evening last, by the rev. Mr Broadhead, Mr. Samuel S. Smith, of Jamaica, L. Island, formerly of this place, to Miss Sarah Oakley, of this city

On Thursday the 21st inst. by the rev Dr. Smith, Mr. John Law, Printer and Bookseller, to the much admired Miss Ann Smith, both of this city.

While journeying thro' life's vale of tears
May peace and plenty crown their years
Or if the stream of sorrow flows,
May Nuptial Love divide their woes.

On Tuesday evening last, by the rev. Mr. G. Spring, Mr. Samuel Thompson, (of the firm of Logan & Thompson,) to Miss Jane Lenox, all of this city.

At Philadelphia, on Friday evening September 15 Erasmus Philips, merchant of New York, to Mrs. Susannah Wright, of Philadelphia,

At Albany by the rep. John M. Brad. ford, Jacob Sutherland esq. to Miss Fraṇes Lansing daughter of the Hon. John Lansing Jun. both of that city.

At Poughkeepsy, on Sunday evening last by the rev. Mr. Cuyler, Samuel Gale esq. of Troy, to Miss Mary Thompson, daughter of Mr. Ezra Thompson, of the former place,

life with respectability and usefulness:— She has left her friends the consolation of believing, that her ex from this, has introduc'd her to that better world, exhibited in the gospel.

Where Sorrowing woe is never known,
But richest rays of Light divine
Beam sweetly on each peaceful head :
And on each heart chaste rapture shed.
In Calcutta, Thomas Raban esc în
eminent attorney-well known to me-

ricans.

In Penang, Hon. Charles A Bruce, Governor of Prince of Wales Island, and brother to the Earl of Elgin.

In Sardinia, Victor Emanuel, King of Sic ly full off years, and overwhelmed with sorrows;-he was a subsidiary of England.

In England, Gen. Henry Edward Fos, brother to the late celebrated statesman. In Washington, James Mathews esq. 67-serjeant at arms of the U. S. Se

nate.

In Morristown, (N. Y.) Miss Lavinia Roulston, a very amiable young la dy aged 20; killed by lightning. The death of Miss R. affords an interesting caution to the ladies :-She had been in the practice of wearing those death-in. viters fashionably called corsiets, braced with steel, which attracted the lightning and was scattered in all directions, mang. ling her body in a most shocking man ner. A few remarks bere may not be improper corslets or stays, when used to compress the body, are at best but absurd and ridiculous, if not scandalous: their deleterious, effects are easily to be seen in all who use themEvery person the least acquainted with the human frame will readily confess that ruinous consequences to health must follow from wearing these squeez ing shape formers even when composed

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with Whalebone; but when steel is cal ed in to and in the destruction health and life, it is truly repressible, and after the fair sex shall have learned this recent, grevious catastrophe it is hoped they will lay aside their corslets, and permit good sense and natural shape to take the lead in preserving their health lives and usefulness and in doing which they may depend upon receiving increased es teem from every man of sense and feeling

A smile, dear girl, from thee alone,

Imparts calm sunshine to my soul. No wealth have I, nor fame nor pow'r, (Though rich enough if lov'd by thee) Yet thousands in this dreadful hour,

Would give all these to fare like me. What numbers on the troubled deep, Remote from friends, from kindred dear,

For wives belov'd despairing weep,

For children drop the bitter tear! Safe sheltered from the dismal storm,

Love's chastest sweets my breast inspireWhile in my cot so snug and warm,

We sit around the cheerful fire.

How throbs my heart with purest joy,

While mid these scenes of mutual bliss, With cherob smile our infant boy,

Implores the fond maternal kiss. O! let me clasp thee to my breast,

And meet affection's cheering smileIn chaste endearments lull to rest

My cares, my sorrows, and my toil. We'll trim the brisk enliv'ning fire,

Nor dread the wind that round us blows

Till sleep shall bid our thoughts retire To pleasing dreams of soft repose

Within a little Coffin lay Two lifeless babes as sweet as May. Like waxen dolls that infants dress,

The little boddies were; A look of placid happiness Did on each face appear;

And in the Coffin, short and wide, They lay together, side by side, A rose bud nearly closed I found

Each little hand within,

And many a pink was strew'd around
With sprigs of jessamine;

And yet the flowers that round
them lay

Were not to me more fair than they.

Their Mother, as a lilly pale,

Sat by them on a bed,
And bending o'er them told her tale,

And many a tear she shed;

Yet oft she cried, amidst her pain, 'My babes and I shall meet again!'

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EPIGRAM.

On a sailor, who, in an endeavour to c. wince his equestrian skill, was thrown on the neck of his horse.

Spectator, cease your cruel glee,

From taunting jests refrain,
Sure 'tis no wond'rous thing to see,
A sailor on the MANE!

Thomas H. Brantingham, has removed to No. 145 Broadway, where he conti nues to procure money on Mortgages, notes of hand & deposits, buys & sells houses, improved farms, & tracts of land Also lets & leases houses & lots, on rea. sonable commision. Also the lease of 2 houses, & annuity. Also ›r sale 30 farms, several with good improvements, will be sold low, goods & property of e very sort taken in payment, or any who forms a company tickets & draw for the different farms will be liberaly paid for it Also a skilfull farming man with a good character, will meet with encouragement by applying as above.

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SAMUEL B. WHITE,

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VOL. XIII.

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THE SPANIARD;

OR,

THE PRIDE OF BIRTH.

A Tale.

After a long walk, the unwilling and agitated Pediosa arrived with his tormentor at the entrance of the Strada de San Marco; when driven to despair, and seeing no other resource, he determined to make bis escape by force. The timid barber had just worked up his mind to this resolution, and was turning about to exercise his newly acquir ed heroism on his withered antagonist, when he beheld a troop of alguazils who crossed the way, and seemed intending to take the same direction. The moon had now risen. and poor Pedrosa recognised

with terror the voice and form of one of his customers, who cried out, 'We crave your blessing, holy father.' Pedrosa slightly noded, but made no answer. This is the Strada de San Marco,' said the old woman, pushing him to the right;

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abandon it: Something from heaven tells me.' said he, in a voice rendered almost inarticulate by fear,' that he is now dead; let us hasten to your master.'-The old woman seemed to leap for joy; and, eager to take advantage of Pedros's compliance, she hurried him along. In a few minutes they halted at the door of a small house, which she immediately opened ; and be fore poor Pedrosa had in de. any degree recovered from his terror, he found himself ascending a nar row staircase-Good Heaven protect my master muttered the old woman; how unluckily will it be if we should find him already dead!' The tone and manner of this exclamation showed more of interested regret than compassion: but her fears were soon dissipated by the sound of violent coughing; and she sprung with alacrity to the door of a small bed-chamber.

Here, my good and worthy master,' said she with a voice of the most profound grief, Santa Maria has heard my prayers, for I have brought you the most worthy and most holy father in all Madrid." Pedrosa entered, and stared around him at every thing in the apartment, which was only lighted by a