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- i . rati A rTT "TvVT" TIN TTPl PTT TTTTt t M - IX M I II 1 I X N I II II V-J f ' I I I i4 I. UU1 ..V " Ours are the plans of fair deflghtfnl peace, unvrarp'd by part; rage, to lire like brothers.' liOi tma iLHI iLSl iLi Lf . . . . : A 1 i r , ! ' " " " " frUREE DOlAiAliS Per Annum . ONE nAIiF IIV AlfVAno 1.4 published every Monday, TERMS. h'a uk Dot tins per annum on hall m advance Thoe who do ho Neither at the time of subscribing or subsequsejitly,give notice of their wish to have the Paper discontinued at the expiration of the year, will be presumed aa Resiling itscontinuance until countermanded. ' '"" AIVERTISEi11EITS, Wot exceeding nxteen lines, will be charged One Dollar for the first insertion; and twenty-five cents breach subsequent publication: those of greater length in proportion. If the number of inser tions be not marked on them, they will be conti n ued until ordered out, and charged accordinj; lv. ' Cocht Advxrtisemexts, and SherifiV Sales will be charged 25 per cent, higher than the usual rates. A deduction of 33 per cent, will be made to those who advertise by the year. 'Cil A R A C TE R OF GEN. JACKSON. The following sketch of the character of the late President of the United States ii ojven in the National Gazette : There were three gredt ruling passions with GcneraJ Jackson,, to which every consideration, moral, prudential, or pa triotic, was made to yield. These were, the desire to avenge himself of those who had, or of whom it was said they had, in dulged in unkind reinatks about himself J the determinatioir-o destroy the Bank and his hostility to Clay. Over ;these presided that master passion his love of conquest. , General Jackson came into office friend ly to thesysteui of Internal Improvement, disposed 10 patronize it upon all generaf and national objects, and ready to. give a liberal interpretation of what were such. But Clay would take the lead ; he would put himselfat the head of these measures; he would dictate them. As soon as this was manifest, the General revolted.., and tumbled thesysfem, and Mr. Clay with it, to the ground. He would not follow while Clay would lead.. I do not believe that he would willingly go to Heaven if Clay were-to lead, the wiy. But the country sustained him. That I readily admit. It always and power fully sustained him. It mattered not how popular the rifa'n lie attacked, the country went with him,, and aided him in the over throw. He had it in complete moral sub jection to his will. Honest in his purpo ses, devoted to his friends, irreconcila ble to his enemies never abandoning the one, never fearing the other, decided and euergetic in his course : a great observer of men, his school had been the world ; a strong mind, and sound in his judgment i i r - wnen unoiasseu oy passion, ornnection or animosity. These appear to me to be the leading traits of his character; and these would lead to the lights and shades of his life, and to those great faults which the pen of impartial history will attribute to his Administration. His manners were most captivating, and won the good will of every one who approached him. Who knew better how to smooth the raised bristles of a grizzly bear, or to cow the assumed consequence h presumptuous bearing, or was, more encouraging, more patronizing to modest, confiding merit ? "; Few could approach hitn without becoming attached to him ; and so strong did he fix that attachment, that, while one sees and. feels the evils of his administration, one is ready to for give the'man, and'to attribute them to ti ny other source than himself.; Mankind are more the creatures of feel ing than reason. - His virtues, seized on their feelings, and held them captive to Ins' will. What little judgment was left, ''ou followed. This being the condition . viie mass, the few, whose judgments 1 renominated, had to float with the tide, or be overwhelmed by it" Thus was -the country morally subjugated. Thus was the expression that he would do noth ing but that which was right, nor ask; for any thing that was wrong,", received as a practical truth, as a mere illustration of action. Had any one said that this was presumptuously arrogaling infallibility, or doubted the ability of always determ ming the right or wrong, he would have been set down by the mass as a factious discontent, and told to take his reason or his dower. The country has, therefore, aided, a- petted, encouraged the measures of which U now feels the effects, jtnd strong minds roi&ht readily have been confirmed in er ror Dy such a support. It sustained him mf every act, however violent, however unauthorized, and ended by prostrating the Senate to hit footstool. And It would t believe, had he remained in power, have sustained him in putting the currency law m his pocket; V Urn any-man, who properly estiinafes e?v r ,I?-t'?l,t aDd ha an hone8t anxi J for their duration, doubt that it would rL.et!er,.even when the Executive is i'gnt, that it should not triumph over the Native power ? Or, that such Itri f7; 5n "it in less than a dangerous, " not incurable, wound ? ' 7 Yet the People so willed it, and the State ! of Virginia, which boasts of its devotion to principles, took the lead In the unhal lowed sacrifice. Shame upon her name, and her fame, and her history ! She can never blot it out. The abstract error in the opinion ofxhe Senate was a feather in comparison with the degradation-of Le gislative power in forcing it thus to suc cumb to the Executive. Had General Jackson himself been of that Senate, no matter on which side his vote had been in reference to the offensive act, it never would have been found on the side for degrading the body to which ltd belonged. No, never ; or all his life's a lie. But it is one of the proofs of the moral subjugation of the country, and, with other data of the last eight years, will furnish the philosophical historian with materials for a commentary upon me principle thaOhe People are their own best governors. AMERICAN MERCHANTS. The following appropriate and eloquent remarks were made in the Convention- at Hairisburg, fenn. on the 20th ultimo, by John C. .Biddle, Esq. in re ply to Mr. Clark, of Indiana county, who made a violent and uncalled for at tack on the Merchants and Bankers : Mr. Chairman, if I were not greatly deceived, the gentleman in front of me, from Indiana, (Mr. Clark) used language this morning substantially to this effect : He had spoken of wealth as an antagonist power, constantly warring against free institutions, ; and, being pressed' by the gentleman from Franklin, (Mr. Dunlap) he rose to disclaim s having reference to wealthy farmers, who were, he conceded, a meritorious class of the community ; and said he referred to bankers and mer chants, whose counting-houses were their churches, whose books were their bibles, and, of consequence, whose CoTl was wealth. Sir, I -heard such sentiments with surprise and with pain. Of our far mers, my inclination and truth both im pel me to speak in the most favorable terms. A more intelligent, upright, in dustrious, patriotic yeomanry exists no where, than the Pennsylvania farmers. But let me appeal to the farmer?, and en quire of them, who enhance the value of your farms, and bear the rich harvests of your fields to foreign climes r The mer chants. Who, in turn, bring back to your doors the merchandise and produc tions of every part of the world ? The merchants. Who has created our splen did improvements, our canals and our railroads? The spirit of commerce. What, in the darkest hour of the late war, shed a haljo over, our country, and, in a blaze of glory, effaced the stain of a succession of defeats on land ? Our navy, the child of commerce. Who bears a higher character for honor, punctuality, industry, integrity, and enterprise, than the American merchants ? None. Who, when, in the year 1793, pestilence stalk ed through the deserted streets of our fair city of Philadelphia, & the hand of death was marked on every door, ministered bv the bedside of the Buffering and the dying ? A Philadelphia merchant. Who was the first to subscribe his name to that declaration which proclaimed to the world that these States were free, sovereign and independent, and which pledged life, for tune, and sacred horror to maintain its principles ? John Hancock, an American merchant. Who, when the resources of our country were prostrate her credit gone, and ruin impended, by his great a bilities & patriotism restored confidence, and once more gave a vital impulse to the finances of the country ? Robert Morris, a Philadelphia merchant. Who was one of the earliest and most devoted promot ers of that great scheme of Christian be nevolence, the American Bible Society, which is spreading thebible and its bless ed influence throughout the 'world ? Ro bert Ralston, a Philadelphia merchant, whoe wealth was also freely poured out in dispensing charity, and in sustaining works of benovolence. I might easily swell the catalogue of liberal, munificent, enlightened, patriotic American merch ants. When,' as a class, have they ever merited reproach ? Never. Stigmatize and degrade the merchant, and what will become of public credit, and how, and where, will the State debt be paid ? Cre dit, commerce, and free institutions are closely connected, and flourish together. The occasion does ' not require that I should enlarge my remarks. Commerce, the first of human avocations, Unites, enriches, civilizes nations, ' As one of the representatives qf a commercial city, and one proud of the unstaiued character of our merchants, I have felt it my duty to repel the reproach attempted to be cast upon them. If it had been the outpouring of boyish petu lance or folly, I might have passed it b unnoticed ; but when it gravely fell from one whose age and experience should have taught him wisdom, and who, from his. intimate connection with our great work of improvements, should have been among the last to strike such, a blow, I could no longer restrain an honest indig nation ;and I now pronounce every charge against the patriotism of our merchants a foul calumny." MOJY&dLY, From the Ladies Companion. THE BROKEN MERCHANTS. X TALE OT TUE TROUBLES OF 1837. " To die to sleep ; To sleep! perchance to dream; aye, there' a the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, VVhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause," Hamlet 44 Bless me! who is moving away?" asked Mrs. Specieton, who was sitting at the window of a fashionab'e boarding' is an absurdity to imagine such a house house in Broadway. The ladies ran to i as Specieton, Bankly & Co.; could be the window, and beheld a cart before the : come bankrupts how could you imagine door, on which were packing all the suclj a thing, Matilda!'; etceteras of a boarding family. Just then Qh, I do not know, but Wilhelm says the lady of the house came in, and with! no one is safe now-a-days. ; He is dull a heavy sigh threw herself upon the sofa. ' i Wlinao linrirftirn ii fli-if Aire. "R an 1 ?' . asked Mrs. Specieton. It belongs to Mrs. Smith, who is re moving to the country.' Doar me, I did not know they were going away.' 'Nor did they themselves think of leaving mc for a year yet ; but did you know he had failed!1 Failed! no,' indeed. But now I re collect they have not been at table for two days.' I knev it,' said the young Mrs. Mars den ; 'but did not care to mention it.' This is the fourth family who have thus suddenly left me, and really I do not know what is to become of me. jviy . landlord has raised my rent to seven thousand dollars, and now these hard times have put an end to all travelling, and broken up my house. I wish the government was drowned before it caused such terrible doings.' 4 Mrs. Benton, you astonish me,' said Mr. Specieton, 4 pardon me if I say you speak in a very irreverent and ful manner of those in office.' ungrate- 4 Ungrateful ! Pray, what reason have I to be grateful, when they have caused all my boarders to fail and leave me. Grateful it is no worse, I suppose.' 4 1 never talk politics with a female observed Mr. Specieton, gravely ; es pecially with one who is so short sighted as nol to be able to foresee the glorious end of this great experiment.' 4 Before it ends we shall all be starv ed,' said Mrs. Benton. 4 He! he!' laughed a thin dark over dressed lady who was reclining on the other end of the sofa, a Southerner and withal Aviolent Whig. 4 He! he! that reminds ine of my poor dear grandfa ther's exj)eriment he tried to subsist his slaves upon cotton seed, and he used often to say afterwards, he had no doubt i he should have succeeded, if they had i not all taken it into their heads mostun accountably, to die he, he ! Mr. Specieton did not. deign an an swer, except by shrugging his shoulders and muttering something about state whig jokes. 4 Oh, mamma,' said Mati'da Specieton, returning from the window, 4 do give me ten shillings. I saw such a love of a scarf at Stewart's, which he sold for three dollars last winter, but which he now sells for. ten shillings. I could not get my bill changed.' 4 len shillings,' said Mrs. Benton. 4 1 do not know where you are to get that from, I have not seen so much specie in a month.' 4 It is very scarce,' said Mrs. Specie ton, I have not had much lately.' 4 How vexatious, said her daughter, ' where has all the money gone has it sunk into the sea !' 4 No, dear, said Mrs. Cotton, the Southern lady 4 the President wants it all for his own private spending. What cares hem the officers of the government whether the . Merchants the prop, the stay nay, the very supporters of the government, prosper or arc involved in utter ruin. They are callous to tile suf ferings and distress of all save when it touches their own interests and then they discover there is a pressure but none that' any honest man should fear.' The tyrant is seated on his throne, surround ed by his satellites eager to do his bid ding : and thus he reclines on his bed of down regardless of the misery and rum of the country of his birth. Were but women allowed a voice in the legis lative halls, I warrant the affairs would then be changed.' 4 Pshaw, child,' said Mr. Specieton, there is plenty of specie and yellow gold. Do not believe the story the wltigs tell here is a handful : but it seems to me you have a variety of scarfs, and you must not be so extravagant, child ! 4Heigho!' sighed Mrs. Benton, 4 1 do not care who makes the money pressure -government or whigs, but I do hate to see my boarders ruined and my house empty.' Andj with another heavy sigh she left ther.oom. 'What a silly woman that is,' said Mr. Specieton, after she had left the room, ' with her sighs and groaus and fhoney pressure. I tell you it is all a mistake wait; with patience. I have no idea but that all will go on right I hare no fears.' It is awfuji times, said Mrs. Cotton. 'All my acquaintances 'are selling off, ruined and disappearing from society. I fancy they are not so delighted with the experiment you. are so tonu oi about.' talking t jrXTW 17, 1837. Such ignorance and impertinence, as Mr.! Specieton considered it, he did not thiqk worthy of an answer. 'Pear me, papa,' said Matilda, 4 what should we do if you should fail ?' 4 1 fail, Matilda! what .could put so monstrous an idea in your head ? No, thank fortune that is impossible.' 4Qf course herself up in said his wife, drawing a dignified manner. 4 It i abogt his affairs. Heigho! : i. nothing talked of but failures, & troubles.') less to reproach myself with.' Aye,' said Mrs. Cottoriiiising to leavej Give up these beautiful. rooms which the room, you may be glad it is no worse. ' all your friends have admired so much Youj will see harder times iyet,' and nod-! dearest Caroline, I cannot permit it.' dinjj; and twinkling her little dark eyes! Oh, I am the master here, and am de-inaHciously,-shc retired.' (termined I will be no more a burden 4 How I hate that whig woman,' saidi j Mr.; Specieton. . ' Like all her party she j is eyer prophesying evil, and rather than! their Vords should not come true, they WUUIU rum luciusei ves unu men tuuimj. 4 Come come! leave politics, and take a stroll on the Battery,' said his wite. The ladies retired-to equip themselves, ; 'and; ioined by -Wilhelm Rozenstien, to whntm Matilda was ueirometi, tney sameu out for a walk. Seated at the window of a large and el- wildly upon her 4 1 should yes, Caro egaikly furnished apartment, immediately line. I know I should destroy myself i9 over tne drawing room, were tnree per- Destroy yoursell I7 she repeated slow sons : Mr. and Mrs. Maiisden, a young iv, gazing fixedly into her husbands agi- couple who had been married only one ; month, and Mrs. Granger, a lady who boarded in the same house. Dear me,. "what a show our friends, the ! Speicietoni?, make,' said Mrs. Granger,! looking after them. 4 Their gay dresses attract every eye. Pink satin mantelets, trinimed with broad black lace bonnets ! all satin and blonde for my part, I could J not! bear to be dressed out so splendidly i when all the city is plunged in such gloom ' uuu UIOll fThat has often struck' me, said Mr. Marsden, rousing from the gloo.my reve rie in which he had been plunged, 'when I have been all day in the business part of the city, surrounded by men wan with j I A I. I ...III. ,1 ! - .1 ,n i anxiety or haggard with despair, and see the -ladies in Broadway decked out like butterfliessailing along as if in mockery of tie woes of their fathers and husbands it has struck me as something so utterly s'i? King anu uniee.ing, mat i have tum- cu ?- V UIBSUBl , 4 It is not so much the case how as for merly,' observed Mrs. Granger; 4 Broad way and the shops are not by any means as thronged as usual, and it wjll dimin ish more.' 4 Besides, those who have the dresses mut wear them,' said Mrs. ' Marsden ; 4and they should not give up all exercise.' 4No, dear, but I would have them do as you: hare done,' he replied, gazing admi- nngiy upon his young D,ruie. uo you know, Mrs. Granger, the dear creature has : laid aside all her rich wedding dresses, and wears only calico in the house, and plain dark silk to church and even her bridal hatiof satin arid bloid, has given place, to a straw and plain green ribbon.' 4Then that is the reason we never see ouj in any of those pretty klresses you wore fhen you first came here! a just comnll leht to the times, which we all might fol- w men low.' Mrs. Marsden blushing and 'Smiling up on her husband said, 4pray do not. praise nie Alfred it was from a selfish motive, I assure you; for, when I(saw my husband an4 friends were so much distressed, and there was so much suffering around me, I did! not feel comfortable in gay dresses.' You are a noble-minded woman,' said Mrs. Granger, as she arose to depart, 'and if a,H had acted as you have done, the sin ful luxury of this city would soon cease, and our husbands be relieved from a load of care. ' When Mrs. Marsden returned to her seat, after seeing Mrs. Granger to .the door, she found her husband leaning his head upon his hand in the same despond ing attitude which had been so common with him of late. Now, Alfred, dear est, fo must not look so wretched,' shfe saiid caressingly ; did you not promise me you would try to look more cheerful?' 4 Caroline, I have tried I have strug gled against this depression, but it is in vain. If you knew what an effort it is to strive to appear composed, when the bo som is torn with contending emotions, you would not ask it. It costs me too much.' j Well, my dear, be dull then if vou choose, but tell me what it is that makes you so gloomy and despairing. You have not failed, & may yet weather the storm.' f No, my wife do not deceive your self ; every day I am more convinced of th appalling certainty that the next may see me a bankrupt, and all my friends involved in ray ruin.' :4 Certainly there is nothing pleasant in such an expectation. .Still, becomes ua all in ' times, of great emergency to a rouse ourselves from despondency, and sharpen all our faculties to keep above the current, or to seize upon new resour c.es for safety. If you are a bankrupt, it will not be from any mismanagement of yours and no one will blame you.' But to reduce my wife to beggary you have been, brought up to every com fort no I cannot bear it. And rising up, he paced the floor in the greatest a gitation. ' Ah, yes, I see I am a burden on you, Alfred,' said his wife.' If you were notinarried you would feel it less. When you' married me I was an heiress, &you could rely in case of reverse on the assis tance of my father he is now a bankrupt and cannot serve you. I have pfunged you into more expense by taking this costly suit of apartments -but I will give wliat hateful I them up to-morrow will see us in cheap no parties ' er lodgings, and there will be one thing upon you.' 4 You a burden!' he exclaimed, seating himself by her side and pressing her to him. 4 You are my own comfort Caro line. VVhen in my office, harrassed by a thousand unpleasant things, I am ready to despair and wish I could lay me down and die; but when- I return to your .cheering and sympathising bosom, I for get ail my distress, sometimes urr you know, I think if it were not for you,7 he added, gasping for breath and looking tated face. 4 And do I hear this from the high souled, pious Alfred Marsden. Oh, do not lead me to think I have been deceived in my husband, and that his ; spirit, once so noble and exalted, has not , been able to bear up against the ills of , lifer' I Alfred shook his head and turned i gloomily away from her. j What!" she said, 4tcan it be possible j the loss of mere worldly goods of luxuries, I when health and strength and innocence j are left, can thus break down all high re- solves, all religious principles, and throw ; you into the ranks of the weak, the im- r . . .. ... ..i f d th h ()f f t Havc for J becile whose pigmy soul is unable to witn- gotten my husband, there is another and a happier world to the virtuous, she con tinued, lilting her tine eyes streaming with tears to heaven; another home where ; a kind and pitying father watches his children as they travel their weary and j thorny road, hoping they will but prove true to him and to themselves, that he J may joyfully welcome them to the better ; ZM(he has in reserve for them. Wn my father's house there are many mansions." i Oh, Alfred ! I conjure you, - rise supe rior to these trials and we shall inhabit them together when earth and all its trou bles shall have passed away!' Tears burst from the eyes of young Marsden, and the stern and despairing !f.,i;nir, wh5rh Imri cpJvp.i nnn his hpai-t , hpfi ,u llis bft!lt ,.pSniVPS. vanUhpd from his breast, and throwing his arms a round her, he called her his" guardian spirit, and blessed the hour he had taken to his heart so firm a counsellor and ten der a guide. About a week after this, some of the remaining boarders of Mrs. Benton were seated in the drawing-room awaiting din ner. The last to enter was Mr. Gran ger, who threw himself on a sofa overcome with fatigue. "Any thing new in Vall street?" ask ed. Mr. Norton, an elderly gentleman, not in business, who had not been out I all da v. "Matters look worse and worse stocks are falling bad news from England." 4 'Any new cases, as we used to say in cholera times, any new failures?" "Good God, yes, a dozen. -1 remem ber the time when one failure set all Wall street in a ferment, and now we have twenty-five-a-day. The great house of Specieton, Bankly & Co, are gone all to smash not save a cent." 4 He! he!" laughed Mrs. Cotton. "I wonder if he finds the pressure real now?' 4 How unamiable politics render a wo man,1 said Mrs.Granger, aside; 4but what is poor Mrs. Specieton to do without mo ney,' she added aloud ; 4 she never deni ed herself any thing, and I fancy does not possess a mind strong enough to rise superior to circumstances.' 4 She was an awfully extravagant wo man and so lazy,' said Mrs. Cotton, ar ranging the sofa cushions, upon which she had been lolling all the morning,4that -I" have seen her lounge upon the sofa all day. she has dresses enough to last her two years, and so costly, she might sup port herself from the sale of them. Her pocket-handkerchiefs cost twenty-five dollars a piece.' Any woman who cives so much mo ney for a pocket handkerchief, deserves to suffer,' saftl Mrs. liranger. -tueciare it makes me shudder when I look around ine and see, the awful waste of money, caused by some of the silly, dressy ladies of our city. .Madam, you are very right,' said Mr. Norton. It is truly ridiculous to see women, whose husbands toil day & night for a living, and who may one day lose E M it all, tricked out in dresses only, fit for, ; andonly made for the nobility of Europe,.! whose daily income is greater than thd i' yearly receipts of some of their jiusbarids,.! If they knew how silly they appeared in j me eyes oi ine world, anu .pariicuiarijr the thinkins Class of their own country men, they would, dress less expensiyety and less gauatiy.' 4 A very different woman Is my friend, Mrs. Marsden,' said Mrs. Granger, ho is almost the only support and stay of her 4 By-the-bye, how are the 'making ou j since his failure ? .". She behaved nobly on the occasion. Determined to economize, she" has given up her rooms here,s-hired a very cheip one in some very obscure street. V5"6 i had several invitations from ffiends arid j relatives to come to them, but she would j not consent to part with her husband, who; poor fellow, remains here to seek j for employment, and rather than"be a j burden to him, she applied to the Female j Depositoryifor wqrk, with the proceeds of which she defrays nearly all their ex- penses.' , , 4 Dear me,' sneered Mr. Snudlow, I should like to see the fashionable i Mrs j Marsden working for a living, sitting up late, sewing by a tallow candle.' , Silence, sir,' said old Mr. Norton in a voice of thunder, which sen the" "anni hilated dandy into a corner, shivering with fright. 4 Noble woman !' he con tinued, turning (o Mrs. Granger.- Such high souled beings exalt the character of their sex, and are a blessing J their hus bands. Sweet creature she deserves s be happy and she will be happy sueh moral courage and purity of souj bring theyf sweet reward jand he turned away to conceal the tear that started to his eye. 4 There is another failure to-day, which worries me very much,' said Mr, Granger. It is the German house of Maniieim,Les-, sing & Co. I am afraid our amiable friend Withelm Rozenstein, is a sufferer there, and I dread the consequence to trne of his excitable temperament.' I should be sorry for him,' said Mrs Norton, he is so gentle and good, and sings so interestingly.' 4 It is that very gentleness which I fea were he possessed of more firmness and stronger judgment I should not tje so anxious. These foreignersMhink Jt so great a degradation to fail in their bu siness engagements, that they are unable to support the disgrace, and often- make way with themselves.' 4 Yes,' ' said Mrs. Granger, jsighing, 4 Withelm had a quick sense of honor, and an ardent sensibility, and l have of-, ten heard him say he would never 6urfive a failure. I do not knowwhat would become of his dear mother and sisters, in Germany, should he not act- like a man, for they all depend on him for their, sustenance. 1 4 An honest man must always feel an event which involves so many others,1 said Mr. Norton, 4 butsurely now, when there is no help for it, an4 when it is so universal, such cute feeling is out of place.' , t , .... . . . u . t.' - Yes, when the whole nation lstoan rupt,' said the whig lady, ' individuals neeu noi ue so sure upuu uic bujvi. The dinner bell now rang; Theifokl ins doors were thrown open, discovering ' a long well filled table, at' the .headjof which, Mrs. uenton wayeu me lauies, 10 their places, and invited them lo partake of the dainties around them. Dinnerwas scarcely over, and the family again as sembled in the drawing room, when the near report of a pistol caused a Start and a shudder in all. They gazed upon eich other, pale and wondering, whep a laud shriek aroused their energies, and with one accord all rushed up stairs. . JEhe door of young Rosentien's room was open, before which lay the insensible forms' of Matilda, who had, fainted upon the threshhold, and with most harrowing fears they entered the room. It was all too true there upon the sofa the young, the gifted, the amiable Wit" helm Rosentien, lay dead by his owtihand His dark hair was matted around a Wound in his forehead, and the carpet was soak ing with his heart's blood. He had done the deed' deliberately, for numerous let ters lately written lay upon the table ; hU mother's miniature was around his neck; while near him were the pictures of his sisters, and various gifts they had sent him as tokens of their love. On the table was a paper open, the ink j)f which was scarcely dry. . Ur "l am a bankrupt!' it said, 4 a dishon oured thing, to be scorned and pointed at by all who look upon tne! twill not. survive it! Ah Matilda, I have truly I loved von. and ardently looked forward To the day when I could call you iny owto tate nas severed us lor ever, .anu un able to support your loss, I seek forget ful n ess in the grave. Mother ! sisters I adieuT-; Three weary years have'1 1 toiled alone in a foreign land ; the hope of again seeing ipy native nome, ana pressing to mv heart once more, had cheered me on my way All is now gone, and I! am a' beggarI cannot bear it fare well farewell!' - - -"1 "; : The sobs of the ladiel as the only sound which disturbed th stillness of the room, as they raised the wrtUhed MfttU' C VOLUittE XXXVIlt.
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