these which disturb our royal sleep before the hour of morning prayer? Hasten, Hassan, and bring us information." The bey informed him that a large squadron of American vessels of war had anchored in the harbor. “Mishalla!” said the emperor, with a look of apprehension, “ let them be attended to." A white flag now streamed from the nearest bastion, which was answered by a similar display from every ship in the squadron; and then a boat shot from the side of the Constitution, with a noble-looking officer in her stern-sheets, whose uniform showed him to be a captain in the navy of the United States. He was commodore Preble. In a short half hour, the emperor gave the gallant commodore an audience, and Mr. Simpson, the American consul, was placed upon a footing with the consuls of the most favored nations. The emperor, through his interpreter, expressed his regret that any difference had arisen between the two nations, disavowed having given any hostile orders, and declared that he would punish any of his governors who had. He then gave an order, under his seal, for the release of the American brig Hannah, her cargo and crew, detained at Mogadore; and the commodore gave up the Meshboha, the vessel taken by captain Bainbridge, and the Mishouda, the vessel taken by commodore Rodgers, at an earlier period of the war. Having smoked a pipe and drunk the coffee of the most illustrious Moor, the commander of the squadron was about to retire from the presence chamber, when the emperor suddenly clapped his hands. Hassan Bey stepped forward. Bring me the pen of my father, and the treaty made between him and the new world," said he, "that I may sign my name, and affix my seal to it." 66 The pen and the parchment scroll were then brought in, and Hassan Bey, having unrolled the latter on his bended knees, the emperor, in the presence of his divan, made his mark and affixed his seal below the ratification of his father; and it is just to state, that ever afterwards he observed its stipulations with the strictness of an honest Mussulman. Three years ago, this treaty, which was to continue fifty years from its date, expired, and a new one was entered into, which is now in force. It is not a little singular that the frigate Constitution, at the request of the consul of Tangier, made her second appearance off that port in 1836, to hasten a treaty with the emperor of Morocco. Will she, fifty years hence, be ready to do the same thing? God grant it. After the usual ceremonies of leave-taking, the divan broke up; the commodore then repaired on board his ship, and fired a salute; the consul hoisted his flag again over his consulate, and the squadron getting under way, the Constitution stood up the straits followed by the Nautilus, while commodore Rodgers and the return squadron proceeded to the United States. There is nothing like loaded cannon for expediting the consummation of a treaty with the Moors, and the only tribute that will satisfy them for ever, must consist of thirty-two pound shot. There is no mistaking the meaning of such presents, and when offered by a Preble, from the deck of the Constitution, they-as we shall see hereafter-protected the flag, and increased the glory of his native land. At midnight, as the Constitution, under easy sail, was beating up for Gibraltar, "she suddenly found herself alongside a large ship. Some hailing passed, without either party giving an answer; commodore Preble, who had taken the trumpet himself, now told the name and country of his ship, and his own rank. He then demanded the name of the stranger, adding that he would fire a shot unless answered. "If you fire a shot, I'll return a broadside,' was the reply. "Preble sprang into his mizen rigging, applied the trumpet, and said-This is the United States ship Constitution, a forty-four, commodore Edward Preble; I am about to hail you for the last time; if not answered, I shall fire into you. What ship is that?' "This is his Britannic Majesty's ship Donnegal, a razee of sixty guns.' "Preble told the stranger he doubted his statement, and should lie by him until morning, in order to ascertain his real character. He was as good as his word, and in a short time, a boat came from the other vessel to explain. It was an English frigate, and the Constitution had got so suddenly and unexpectedly alongside of her, that the hesitation about answering, and the fictitious name, had proceeded from a desire to gain time, in order to clear the ship and to get to quarters. The spirit of commodore Preble on this occasion produced a very favorable impression in his own ship; the young men pithily remarking, that if he was wrong in his temper, he was right in his heart."* The next morning, the Constitution came to anchor off Gibraltar, and thus ended the war with Morocco. * Note to Cooper's Naval History. THE HOMEWARD BOUND. "Twas calm on the waters-and night had drawn on On topsail and mast-head and pennant it play'd, With canvas wide spread on her homeward bound way, As Hope whispered the morrow would bring land in sight. The moon rode on high-and her fair streamlets fell That over the taffiail was leaning alone: His bright eye seemed fixed in the distance afar, Yet heeded not billow, nor moon-beam, nor star, For the smile on his lip, the glow on his cheek, The heave of his breast 'neath his folded arms, speak A spirit already that's nestled at home, Where I right eyes and warm smiles cheer the end of his roam. One hour fled on-God! what changes were there! O'er ocean and sky hung the shroud of despair; Still night on the waters-on wings of the blast, Pure, bright as they did ere the storm demons woke. G. EVERY Village which has seen its third generation, and every public building which has survived the peltings of a half century's storms, claim as a part of their natural possessions, a larger or smaller portion of legendary lore. It is the powerful principle of association which imparts its interest to the antique dwelling or dismantled tower; and as we gaze upon them, the imagination pierces the mist of the past and enlivens the scene with beings of its own creation. We go back to years long since commingled with the ocean of eternity, and see the busy actors of life's drama, as they performed their parts in the particular acts assigned them; and although they have flitted off the stage, the the atre of their performance is still before us. It affords us pleasure even when we are thrown solely upon our imagination for persons and incidents to complete the scene: but the effort is less when we are supported with the principal events by history or tradition. No public building, perhaps, of the same age, affords as much food to the lover of incident, as a college. Changing its occupants every year; its inhabitants collected promiscuously from all ranks of society, and possessing every possible shade of character and temperament,-its history must necessarily be diversified. If the walls of our older institutions had tongues, how many thrilling tales of high anticipations, youthful enthusiasm, powerful effort and blasted hopes, might they disclose! I have often listened to the breeze as it sighed through the long halls of our building, and imagined that it bore to my ear the merry peals of laughter which have rung through its chambers, mingled with the low sighs of many a hardened heart which has told its sorrow to that heedless breeze. There is one tale of grief connected with our alma mater, which has floated among us as a constituent part of her earlier history. About thirty years ago, among the many who were here engaged in the enthusiastic strife for literary acquirement, there were two young hearts whose warm currents have long since been frozen in death. The rising sun of their hopes was early shrouded in a dark cloud which cast a melancholy shadow over the history of their lives. T of Kentucky, was a young man of respectable parts, but bold, passionate, and supercilious. Although his talents might have gained him respect, his disposition created an aversion to him among his companions and fellow students. He had that haughtiness in his carriage which is always sure to render a member of a society, as united as that of a college, disagreeable and unpopular. In the assignment of chambers he obtained as his room-mate a young gentleman who differed as much from him in disposition as the zenith does from the nadir. C was a quict gentle soul. He possessed those qualities which secured him the warmest affections of all around him. Although in delicate health, and generally pensive and retiring, the natural kindness and warmth of his feelings which gushed up like a full spring, endeared him to every one who formed an intimacy with him. As they differed so much in their disposition, it is not to be expected that their mutual company would be agreeable. For some time, however, the restraint which a slight acquaintance imposed, prevented an exhibition of impropriety on the part of the former, or uneasiness in the latter, but as they became more familiar, the spirit of Tshowed itself in unkind treatment to his room-mate. The sensitive heart of Ccould not brook the continued injury and unjustifiable abuse which was heaped upon him day after day. The presence of his insulter rendered his room the most disagreeable place on earth to him, and when absent his mind brooded over the incurable wounds which had been inflicted upon him. We gave T———— warning that a continuance of his conduct would be visited with retribution; but still he persisted in the same treatment which he before observed. In an evil hour C- sent him a note, demanding gentlemanly satisfaction. The challenge was accepted, and the necessary preliminaries arranged. Day was just dawning, and the pencil of light which streamed across the eastern horizon, proclaimed the rising morning. The stars had not yet ceased to be visible. The citizens of our quiet town were yet wrapt in the arms of sleep. To a verdant lane within sight of the college, two small groups of persons were seen to move. There was a solemnity in their deportment which indicated that the occasion which called them out was not one of a lively nature. They moved with a firm,. decisive step, as though nerving themselves to receive some sudden shock, or witness a painful catastrophe. They stopped when they reached the lane, and a few minutes were spent in conversation,— quick and hurried,— -as though they feared that some superior force would suspend their operations. It was a duel scene. The ground was measured; the frail form of C- and the tall person of Ttook their assigned station as the principal actors in the tragedy about to be enacted. Their weapons were handed them, and each intent upon the horrid purpose of taking his brother's life, prepared to send his stained soul into the presence of a pure God. It was a moment of dread suspense. Hearts were beating then which might soon cease to pulsate for ever. The shrine of many a holy affection and feeling, which if properly cultivated would have led them to honor and happiness, might soon be irreparably destroyed. The sun which should soon salute the earth with his blessed light, would look upon the happy homes of their childhood, where they had been caressed by the fondness of parents and friends, and where they were still remembered with the kindest solicitude. Perhaps his first rays would greet an affectionate mother in her chamber, mingling the most fervent petitions for her son's happiness with her morning orisons; and that son might be lost to her for ever. With quick succession, such thoughts passed through their fevered brain. A moment-a report-and the deed was done. C was wounded and fell. The remainder of the party, influenced by a dastardly cowardice which deserves to be branded, fled with precipitation. There lay the dying one, alone. The stream of his heart's blood was gurgling through the wound, and as he fell with his head down a declivity, it rushed through his throat, choking him with its warm current. It was vain to struggle with death. He had challenged the monster to the combat, and now felt his inability to meet him. And then to die in such a situation!-with no kind friend to support the drooping head, and wipe the death-damp from the brow. Doubtless as he entered the dark avenue to the other world, fond memory presented the bright images of past joys, of kind sisters, of affectionate friends. In vain the earth put on her vernal robe, he had looked upon her beauties for the last time. It is painful to be ushered into the eternal world under any circumstances; but how terrible it is when we rashly tear aside the curtain which veils that future state of existence from us, and read upon the broad orb of eternity, our own condemnation. A melancholy fate is recorded of T. Warned by the spirit of his murdered companion, he left his native country, and sought to banish his painful feelings by visiting foreign lands. Cœlum non animum mutant, qui trans mare currunt. The image was still before him: it abode with him in private, followed him in public, and glared fearfully upon him in his midnight dreams.. It preyed upon his mind until settled dejection took place, which finally terminated in decided insanity. A wild maniac, he roamed over Italy. The balmy breath of her zephyrs brought no calm to his soul; he regarded not the famous softness of her sky. He, who had been nursed upon the lap of luxury, depended on the cold charity of those to whom he was bound by no tie but that of common humanity; his haughty spirit was broken, and the pround superstructure of his mind was a desolate ruin. He laid him in that stranger land, where no kind friend could pen his epitaph. Dickinson College. D. STILL do thy waters flow, on which looked down | Owns the vain-glory of usurping pride, The Seven-hilled city, from its pride of place, Whose bubbles rise and sink on time's swift tide; THE ARREST. TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH. "The debtor cannot be arrested before the rising nor after the setting of the sun."-Code de pro. civ. art. 781. If you have hitherto escaped the grasp of the sheriff's officers, if the cuffs of your sleeves have not yet been defiled by the bailiff's touch, you can form no conception of the bitterness of an arrest. It is one of those unspeakable sensations which you will not again experience, save in Tartarus; that is, if old Minos shall think fit to condemn you. A few days ago, I was still free in that anomalous liberty, which knoweth not the clear light of heaven, and defendeth itself from the sun. Ferreted out by the commercial blood-hound, I was forced early in the morning from my ensconcement in a garret, where I was sleeping, neither well nor ill, until such time as it would be day with me, and still night with the rest of mankind. Last Friday, as the town clock was striking eight "The owl is commencing its flight," said a young woman, (the confidante of my misfortune,) through the key-hole. 66 “Thanks, blue-eyed angel, with black hair,” I replied, in a romantic tone of voice; " since the lamp of heaven is extinguished, the cat may go out upon the gutters." With these words, I put on a light surtout, and directed my uncertain steps toward the Palais Royal. Arrived near the bank, I mechanically cast my eyes upon the playbills of the day. "Theatre de Madame-First representation of The Setting of the Sun.' Comedy vaudeville; M. Perlet will perform the character of Argentières." Capital! My instinct as a debtor irresistibly hurried me to such a representation. I entered precisely as the curtain rose, and took the first seat that offered. Argentières was just like myself, a night-bird; invited to a soirée, it there chances that he forgets himself, amid punch and the card-tables. At the rising of the sun he dares not venture into the streets, for he has perceived from the window a visage of bad omen: 't is that of a sheriff-officer, planted at the door of the hotel like a gibbet, and awaiting his victim with fatal vigilance. It was necessary, then, that Argentières should devise a thousand pretexts for remaining at his post till evening. "How shall I manage?" exclaimed Perlet. His embarrassing position drew from me an exclamation and sympathetic applause. My right hand neighbor, a very troublesome fellow, applied his glass and eyed my countenance with an impertinence truly provoking. I silently contented myself with turning my back to him, and offering a more befitting view; but the fellow, whose gaze partook somewhat of the satanical, ceased not from his scrutiny of my person; above all, at that moment when the winding-up of the piece extracted a new burst of sympathy. My patience was exhausted, and I gave him an intentional push, by accident. My dear sir! your address," said he to me, while re-adjusting his glass, which had been deranged by my abrupt motion. "Ah! very well," added he, reading the name and number of my street; "you shall see me, early to-morrow morning." "You will oblige me, sir, by coming very early." "I shall not fail, I assure you." sir, And as we quitted each other his glass was still pursuing me. I slept ill; I am no coward, but a duel occasions restlessness even to the man most philosophically detached from life. At six o'clock came a knock at my door; it was the quizzing-glass fellow, accompanied by two gentleman of a sufficiently pleasant countenance. "Since you are armed, then, at all points, we can depart." "At all points,” replied he with a sneer, " that is the phrase; let us get into the coach." |