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CORRECTION.

A late number of the International has the following paragraph:

"Mr. Job R. Tyson, whose careful researches respecting the colonial history of Pennsylvania have illustrated his abilities and his predilections in this line, is about to proceed to Europe, for the consultation of certain documents connected with the subject, preparatory to the publication of his 'History of the American Colonies,' a work in which, doubtless, he will not be liable to the reproach of histories written by New Englanders,-that they exaggerate the virtues and the influence of the Puritans. Mr. Tyson is of the best stock of the Philadelphia Quakers, and the traditional fame of his party will not suffer in his hands."

The effect of such a notice, though evidently intended in the kindest spirit, is to prejudice a literary work of considerable labour, which has not been undertaken in a partisan spirit, but as a history. Mr. Tyson is of Quaker descent, but not, we believe, a Quaker either in theory or practice. Even if he were both, it would be a most insufficient and unphilosophical reason for attributing to a mind of the least elevation a prejudice against the movement and designs of the whole Puritan party. Indeed, he is known, among his friends, to entertain for that party a feeling of profound veneration. The forthcoming history is founded upon original materials, and does not repeat the facts or doctrines of the previous histories. The historical evidence throughout is carefully collated and scrutinized, and no fact is admitted without the sanction of competent authority to sustain it. Mr. Tyson has for a long time been one of the active workers in the Pennsylvania Historical Society, of which he is the Vice-President. He has contributed largely to its Transactions, as well as to those of the American Philosophical Society; and everything of his which has seen the light, thus far, gives the assurance that any History, bearing his name, will be conceived in a truly philosophical spirit, and will be, to use his own expressive language in his discourse before the Alumni of Dickinson College, "of no country, religion, or party.”

I see a barb, whose strength and power

His master trusts in war;

The faithful steed, rejoicing, "smells
The battle from afar."

He is as gentle as a lamb,

Obeying every word

The knight may speak; yet fears he not
The glittering spear or sword.

He's bold, and swift, and passive, too.
And oh! right well De Courcy knew,
If victory were lost,

His steed would be his only hope
(Unless he would his life give up),

Although his honour were the cost. And as my noble first stood there,

Waiting his master, all alone,
The knight his narrow chamber paced,
Grasping the dark beard that defaced
His manly countenance, which shone
With angry passion's glare.

(Here I suppose I'd better say
My second is the letter A.)

What of my last? Why need I tell

What each high-minded man Has uttered, when his spirit felt That in his living soul there dwelt A strength, a power to do and dare, And, doubting nothing, to declare

The bold, the free "I can!"

Such was De Courcy's high resolve,
When brooding o'er his wrong:

"I can my enemies o'ercome;

I can bring victory's laurels home:
At least, I can my foes involve

In warfare wild and long."

Alas for knighthood's honoured name!
Bereft of life, bereft of fame,
Back to the "barbacan" they bore
The man who late had seemed to soar
Above the chance of fate and war.
An arrow barbed had found its way
To where the pulse of life did play;
His noble steed was foundered,-dead!
With his last breath De Courcy said,
"I can no more."

II.

BY J. B. W., OF NEW ORLEANS. Where the battle rages fiercest, Where the charging squadrons speed, With red and dripping sabre, See De Courcy on his steed.

That gallant BARB has borne him

In many a murderous fray;

And brought him safe from many a field Bloody as this, to-day.

And bravely now he bears him 'Mid the din and crash of steel

Crushing the fallen wounded,

With his iron arméd heel.

* Barbe.

Now he plunges madly onward! See that deep cut in his head!He staggers-falls-De Courcy, Thy gallant BARB is dead!

At the head of the alphabet,

The letter A is the first thing set.

Breathe but I CAN with earnestness,

With heart and will elate,

Weakness is strength-and distance nought,

And conquered even Fate.

De Courcy from the field was brought, To his own castle's gate,

Where, ranged before the BARBACAN, His liveried menials wait.

His battles all are ended now,

And the proud and haughty man Lies in a narrow resting-place, Beneath the BARBACAN.

III.

BY CHARLES D. GARDETTE.

A gallant "Barb," with patience long,
Did in the courtyard stand,
While far within his castle strong,
De Courcy brooded o'er his wrong,
And deadly vengeance planned.
His iron-gloved hand on "barb"-ed spear,
As if his deadliest foe were near!
Sudden he rose, all doubts defied-
"I can!" he grimly said,
Then left the hall with hasty stride,
And forth from "Barbacan" did ride-
Returned anon-but dead!

His "Barb" had foundered, and his foe-
With "barb"-ed spear had laid him low!

IV.

BY ADA MORRIS.

De Courcy buckled on his mail-
The warrior's steel-clad garb-
And grasped within his fearless hand,
His tried and trusty Barb.

His footsteps echoed through the hall-
He passed the castle gate,
And sought where, lonely in the yard,
His passive Barb did wait.

The war-horse knew his master's step,
And neighed in gentleness:
Then, fired to mingle in the throng
Of knights who round him pressed,
He pranced, a proud Bucephalus,
A thing of fiery life;

Eager to join the victory

And whirlwind of the strife.

His proud "barb" bore him to the field;
His sharp "barb" glittered by his shield.

A, alpha of the alphabet,
Between my first and last is set.
"Can" is the word of magic power,
Whose works astonish time,

The pass-word to the lofty tower

Where genius soars sublime

What man has done, man still can do;

And soul and mind and purpose true,

Through Fate's dark serried ranks shall hew

To Victory sublime.

And he who breathes "I can," elate

With energetic will,

Shall find that Rapine, Wrong, and Hate,

Must own him master still.

Such foes had thronged De Courcy's way,
But now, to drive the brutes to bay,
Breathing "I can," he rode away.

But ah, upon De Courcy's fate,

A shadow dark and fearful sate.

Back to the Barbacan he came,

How worn and gashed and grim;

His bright hopes dimmed,-himself a wreck

Life was no joy to him.

There walked the warder, to and fro,

The busy swallow circled slow,
Familiar voices whispered low,

But he to all was deaf.

His foundered "barb" had lost its pride-
The glittering "barb" had pierced his side-
Can on his pallid lips had died;
Alas, for hopes so brief!

*

The days are past, when might made right; And man, at peace with man,

No longer wields the barb in fight,

Or rears the BARBACAN.

V.

BY MRS. JULIA C. R. DORR.

The trumpets are sounding:
Mount, and away!
Thy noble barb pranceth;
He pants for the fray.
Soon, as a whirlwind,

He'll sweep o'er the field,
And yet to thy guidance
Submissively yield.

Swift send the shining barb
Far through the air;

So shall the foeman
Cry out in despair.
Return to thy castle,

De Courcy, again;
Haste, haste, they are tracking
Thy steps o'er the plain.
Leave thy barb at the gateway,
Let strong bars be set;
But grasp thy barb firmly,

There's need of it yet.

"Between my first and last is set 4-first thing in the alphabet."

Foes are around him,

Dark is the way;

Oh, shall he perish

Ignobly to-day?

The strong lion graspeth

The bars in his rage;

If he can't "find, he'll make a way"

Out of his cage.

So De Courcy sprang up; And the light in his eye Told of courage and firmness To conquer or die.

His barb was in waiting;

Upon it he sprang,

And on the air proudly

His clear accents rang:

"Why, why should I falter? I feel that I can

Escape from their toils and frustrate their plan."

Back to the barbacan

Came he once more;

A few old retainers

His feeble limbs bore.

There had the "warder walked," Ages ago;

Thence had his missiles

Been hurled at the foe. De Courcy was dying,

His faithful barb fell;

The barb that then pierced him

Had done its work well.

And the heart and the lips that had murmured, "I can," Henceforth and for ever were pulseless and wan.

VI.

BY H. BARRY BROWNE.

There is a thing men love to press

Into a bleeding heart;

They say it only wounds to bless,

They court the feathery dart.

Once it was used in Mars' proud ranks,
By men in iron garb;
Now, to the "pinky" god of pranks

They leave the gory barb.

I glanced upon your brilliant toy;
I said, "I'm not yet man;
But Time will aid the striving boy
Who boldly says, 'I can.'"
And then I'll put a letter small
Between my first and last,-
And straight I saw a castle wall,
And heard a warder's blast.
The barbacan has been a thing

Thought needful for defence;
But oh, there is a stronger wing
To shelter innocence.
Munitions all might fall to rust,
Would man but look above,

And place his warm and earnest trust In the bright shield of Love.

VII.

BY MS.

Before De Courcy's castle gates
The gallant barb his coming waits,
In battle-like array;

His stamping hoof, and eye of fire,
His short, impatient neigh,
Alike show his intense desire,
His ardour for the fray.

Down from the wall De Courcy takes
His barbed spear; and as he shakes
The weapon in his hand:
"Can I not crush the invading foes
Who dare my power to oppose,
And ravage all the land?
Determined will and knightly deed
Can win in spite of fate."

So saying, on his gallant steed
He rode away elate.

In his own strength what erring man
Shall thus confide, and say, "I can?”
Borne wounded to his barbacan,

De Courcy dying lies.

His barb by felon hands has died;
A spear has pierced him through the side;
His foes have conquered all beside;
And thus De Courcy dies.

VIII.

BY E. H. CHAPMAN.

De Courcy's Barb impatient stood,
"A thing of fiery life,"
And snorting proudly, as it would
Fain bear to deadly strife,

His master, whom in armour strong

His menials did array,
Then with his trusty sword along,

To the courtyard led the way.

Ho! ho! my noble, faithful steed,
My trusty Barb alway,

Now is De Courcy's hour of need,
Away-away-away!

Oh, brave De Courcy, thou art strong,
And mighty in thy might,

And thou wilt battle fierce and long,
For love, and fame, and right.

But all unlettered and unlearned,
As knights were in thy day,
Methinks thou never yet hast turned
One thought upon the letter A.
But what availeth learning's lore?
Leave that to cowled priest,

Bravely his shield and lance he bore, And strode his noble beast.

And breathing vengeance, on he rode "I can" he proudly cried;

"I can avenge me of my foes: I can!" he gasped and died. Slowly and sadly wended back,

That gay and glittering train, Slowly and sadly came they back Unto his Barbacan.

Unto that ancient Barbacan,

That fortress strong and grim,
De Courcy came a senseless man,
Powerless in life and limb.

And thus your first, by one false step,
Your last proved all in vain;

Your whole guard that strong castle keep,
An ancient Barbacan.

Fig. 1. Morning Dress.-Small Pompadour cap of Indian muslin and Valenciennes lace, ornamented over the ears with large clusters of light blue riband, with many round bows and two long ends, floating as brides. Two rows of the lace are fastened round the front, one falling back upon the muslin groundwork of the cap, and the other over the hair toward the forehead. Amazone chemisette, embroidered in columns of open work and satin stitch. Camisolle sack, à la Montespan, low on the shoulders and open to the waist, where it is fastened with a coque of riband similar to that upon the cap; trimmed in front and round the lower edge with three rows of embroidery, and edged with Valenciennes. Skirt trimming the same. Sleeves demi long, open, rounded in front, and fastened at the bend of the arm with coques of blue riband. Puffing undersleeves of muslin, closed by a drawing-string at the wrist, and edged with lace.

FIG. 2. Cap for a quite young lady; trimming of rose crape, and narrow black velvets.

FIG. 3. Duchesse cap; Pompadour lace; narrow velvet upon the crown.

FIG. 4. Marie Stuart cap; muslin, with bands of embroidery. Green riband, with black waves.

FIG. 5. Cap with round crown of Valenciennes lace. Inserting of Valenciennes and embroidery; bias of muslin lined with rose taffetas. Riband of rose taffetas.

FIG. 6. Home Toilette.-Cap composed of rows of narrow lace, placed one over the other, advancing well forward upon the forehead; on each side is a pretty round noeud of riband, with white ground plaided with stripes of bright colours, extending low behind, and mixing with the lace.

Hair in large puffed bandeaux, shown full over the temples by the retreating of the cap. Robe of striped cachemirienne; corsage with basquines or small skirts, and sleeves wide. Near the edge of the corsage, of the basquines, of the sleeves, and of the front of the skirt, are bayadères stripes of lively colours, scarlet and green, for instance. The stripes are rather less than one inch broad, and the border is a little more than two inches, the whole border being rather more than four inches broad. The shades are all lively; the corsage is open at the top, to show an ample embroidered collar, and volants of embroidery crossing the breast. The undersleeves have three rows of the embroidery. The skirt is open in front, over an underskirt embroidered in open work.