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" ~ CAMDEN. SOUmOAROLlNA, MAY 28, 1850. NUMBER 43.
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Ipoctiral Department.
LIFE.
17C.C. COLTOW.
How long shall man's imprison'd spirit groan
Twlxt doubt of heaven and deep disgust of
earth!
Where all worth knowing never can be known,
And all that can be known, alas! is nothing
worth.
Untaught by saint, by cynir, or by sage,
And all the spoils of time that load their shelves,
We do not quit, but change our joys in age?
Joys framed to stifle thought, and lead us from
ourselves.
The drur, the cord, the steel, the flood, the flame,
Turmoil of action, tedium of rest.
And lust of change, though for the worst, proclaim
How dull life's banquet is: how ill at ease the
guest.
Known were the bill of fare before we taste,
Who would not spurn the banquet and the
board?
Prefer th' eternal, but oblivious fast,
To life's frail fretted thread, and death's suspended
sword ?
He that the topmost stone of Babel plann'd,
And he that braved the crater's boiling bed?
Hid these a dearer, closer view command
Of heaven or hell, we ask, than the blind herd
they led ?
Or he that in Valdaroo did prolong
The night her rich star-studded page to read?
Could be point out, midst all that brilliant throng,
His fixed and final home, from fleshy thraldom
freed!
Minds that have scann'd creation's vast domain,
And secrets solved, till then to sages seal'd,
Whilst nature own'd their intellectual reign,
Extinct, have nothing known or nothing have
revealed.
Devouring grave! we might the less deplore,
Th' extinguish'd lights that in thy darkness
dwell,
Woiildst thou, from that last zodiac, one restore,
That might th' enigma solve, and doubt, man's
tyrant, quell.
To live in darkness?in despair to die?
la this indeed the boon to mortals given!
Is there no port?no rock of refuge nigh !
There i??to those who fix their anchor hope in
heaven.
Turn then, 0 man! and cast all else aside;
Direct thy wandering thoughts to things above?
Low at the cross bow down?in that confide,
fill doubt be lost in faith, and bliss secured in
love. '
?i)c ?Ho.
Mas. Krnble.?'The following lines were written
by the late Judge Story at the time when they
( eardate. We have copied them from the original
hand-writing of this eminent jurist and magistrate:
LIVES WEITTKN ON SEEING Till ACTING Of HISS FANNT
KEMBLK.
Genius and taste and feeling, ali combine
To make each province of the drama thine.
The first to Fancy's bright creation gives
The very form and soul. It breathes, it lives.
The next with grace inimitable plays
In every gesture, action, tone, and gaze;
The last to nature lends its subtlest art,
And warms and wins, and thrills and melts the
heart
Go, lovely woman, go?enjoy thy fame,
A second Keoible with a deathless name.
January, 1833. J. S.
RECIPE FOR MAKING SALAD.
t the asr. stdnet smitii.
Two large potatoes passed through kitchen sieve,
Smoothness and softness to the salad give;
Of mordant mustard add a single spoon;
Distrust the conditneut that bites too soon;
But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault
To add a double quantity of salt;
Four times the spqpn with oil of Lucca crown,
And twice with vinegar procured from town;
True flavor needs it, and your poet begs
The pounded yellow of two well-boiled eggs.
Let onions' atoms lurk within the bowl,
And scarce suspected animate the whole;
And lastly, in the flavored compound toss
A magic spoonful of anchovy s?.. .
O, great and glorious! Oh herbaceous treat!
Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat.
Back to the world, he'd turn his weary soul,
And plunge his Angers in the salad bowl.
urniT a niwnv im
fvuaA n JLA
A dandy is a chap (hat would
Be a young lady if he could?
But as be can't, does all he can
To show the world he's not a man.
It is said that all the coffee grown in the West
Indies, is the product of two plants taken thither
by a Frenchman in the year 1735. During the
voyage, the crew and passengers were put on
short allowance of water, but the French gentle*
man was so bent upon preserving his plants that
he shared his scanty cup of drink with them. How
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many millions Ot nounaa 01 couee imvecomeirom |
these two plants I
A OEM.
TherfTs not a hearth, however rude,
Rut hath some little flower
T > brighten up its solitude,
And scent the evening hour.
There's not a heart, however cast
By grief and sorrow down,
But hath some mem'ry of the past,
To krve and call its own.
H? that arms bis intent with virtue is invincible.
3 Stlcctei) (Tale.
ALICE LISLE.
A SKETCH FROM ENGLISH HISTORY.
BY MRS. CAROLINE H. fiUTLKR,
There is, perhaps no data in the annal of
English History marked with a inore bloody
significance of the fearful extent to which the
evil passions of mankind will reach, when not
held In check by religious or civil discipline,
than that characterized as the " Bloody Assizes,"
in the reign of James the Second, 1685?which,
even from out the lapse of two centuries, still
stands forth in loathsome and horrible distinctness.
When the savage and bloody-minded
Jpffrpv*. emnowered bv a vindictive and arbi
trary monarch, stalked like a demon through
tlie land, tracing his passage with blood and
tears, while the music of this infernal march
was the groans and death-shrieks of his victims.
And as he strode onward?behind him he left
horrible, eye-blasting, soul harrowing proofs
of his cruelty?corpses swinging in the wind
at the corners of the cross roads?gibbets stuck
up in the market place?and blackening heads
impaled, even before the windows of the house
of God!
Such was the more than brutal ferocity with
which this fiend in human shape, George Jeffreys,
Chief Justice of the Court of King's Bench,
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pi UBiXUlCU 1IIS tUIIIIIUMIUUi
Through all those districts where the iohab
itants had either taken up amis in the Monmouth
Rebellion against the king, or who had
been known five years before to have received
the unfortunate duke with favor and homage,
when assuming the rank of a rightful prince he
passed with almost legal triumph through the
land, did Jeffreys and his well picked myrmidons
pursue their murderous track, sparing neither
sex nor ;ige?the death blow descending
alike upon the silver head of tottering age or
lisping, helpless infancy. " And," says Ma
eauiay, "ma spirits rose mgner ana mgncr as
the work went on. He laughed, shouted, joked
and swore in such a manner that many thought
him druuk from morning till night, but in him
it was not easy to distinguish the madness produced
by evil passions, from the madness produced
by brandy."
In such a frame of mind he entered Southampton
and proceeded toward Winchester,
which, although not the scene of any warlike
encounter with rebel and royalist, had nevertheless,
been resorted to by many of the former
as a place of safety, among whom was
their unhappy leader, the infatuated Monmouth
himself. It was here, uear the borders of the
New Forest that the unfortunate man was taken
prisoner. Worn out by fatigue? crushed
by disappointment?his high hopes blasted by
defeat, the ill-tuted son of Charles was discovered
concealed in a ditch, where all through a
long day, and a weary night, without food or
drink, the unhappy fugitive had vainly hoped
to evade the search of his pursuers.
Hither, then, came Jeffrey, tainting the air
with a pestilence, and causing greater terror
and dismay, particularly among the peasantry,
tio one knowing who next might be the victim
of the tyrant's insatiate thirst for blood.
He was now, however, in hot pursuit of two
men?one a Nonconformist divine, name Hicks;
the other a lawyer, who had made himself obnoxious
by being concerned in the Kye House
plot. These men it was needless to say, Jeffreys
was resolved to pursue to the death.
in a fine old mansion, encompassed by a
closely wooded park of a century's growth,
dwelt the Lady Alice Lisle. She was the widow
of John Lisle, who had held a commission
under Lord Cromwell, and had also sat in the
Long Parliament. He had had been created
Lord by Cromwell, and the title of Lady was
still courteousty assigned to his widow, for
she was greatly beloved by all persons and
parties, both Whig and Tory, for her many excellent
qualities, and was also nearly allied to
uiauy noble families.
It was near the close of a beautiful autumn
.lav that the Ladv Alice, clad in deep mourn
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ing weeds, might bo seen passing slowly beneath
the dark foliage of those venerable trees
stretching in such primeval grandeur far on
either side of her domain. The chastening
radiance of the setting sun here and there burnished
the almost motionless leaves with gold,
or stealing athwart the mossey trunks, and over
the deep green sward, mildly illumined the forest
aisles, seeming thereby as jiaths angels might
love to tread. The only companion of the la
dy was a child?a beautiful boy of perhaps six
years old?an orphan, whom the kind Lady
Alice had taken under her protection, and who
now, far from partaking in the seriousness of
his benefactress, skipped and gamboled before
her in wild and happy recklessness?now
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springing like a lawn into wie patn oeiorener
from behind some leafy screen, where for a moment
he had lain concealed, or striving to attract
attention by his childish prattle as he bounded
playfully at her side.
As heedless to the deepening twilight as she
seemed to all else around her, the Lady Alice
had proceeded further into the depths of the
wood than was her usual custom, when she
was suddenly aroused to the lateness of the
hour by a scream from her little Edwin, who,
bnrying his face in the folds of her mantle, cried
" 0 run, dear lady, run?bad men?ah, they
will kill us!"
" What are you talking of, Edwin ?' she answered,
taking his hand?'who will kill us?
We shall soon be at tho Hall; tie, boy, are you
afraid because the sun has set, and the old
woods grown dark! Ah, is this my little hero
P
"But lady, I see men?bad, wicked men;?
there, lady there," pointing, as he spoke, to a
clump of low oaks.
" Foolish boy, it is only an owl!" said the lady,
now turning to retrace her steps.
At that moment two men sprung from oat
the thicket and stood in her path. Well might
that lady tremble, alone and unprotected in the
deep, dark wood, yet in tones well belieing her
fears, she unfalteringly bade them aside, and
give passage to lierself and the pale, timid child
she lead by the hand.
'We mean not to harm or frighten you, madam,'
said one of the men, lifting his goatskin cap,
and stepping aside, " tve Beek at your hands
shelter and food. For three days we have lain
concealed in these woods, not daring to venture
forth even to Batisfy the cravings of hunger.
We are neither theives nor murderersslight
effences may be in these signal times of
despotism and injustice?but men hunted down
like wild beasts in the cause of civil and religious
freedom- It is for our lives we implore
.:-i?
jvui a in.
" Yea, for our lives?that we may be spared
to trample the sons of Belial under oar feet,
and smite, and slay, arrtl destroy the acph tools
of oppression!" interrupted the other with violent
gesticulations; "and thou, woman, art the
chosen vessel of the Lord to shield his servants
from the man of blood against that dreadful
day of retribution!"
" 1 ask not to know why you are thus thrown
within peril of your lives,' answered the lady
Alice, 'it is enough for me that you are fellow
beings in distress and as such must claim my
sympathy, and the shelter of my roof. God
forbid the doors of Alice Lisle should be closed
against misfortune. Follow me, then, friends,
and such food as my house affords, and Buch
security as the walls can give, may the Lord
bless unto you."
Confident in the attachment and fidelity of
her domestics, the Lady Alice, in a few words,
made known to them that the lives of these un
lortunate men were in jeopardy, and tnat tney
sought from her kindness, safety and concealment,
and sharing in the benevolence of their
mistress, each one of that well tried household
regarded the fugitives with generous sympathy.
An excellent supper, such as their famishing
natures required, and a bottle of old wine, was
soon placed before the weary men. They were
All, however, remained quiet Just as the day
began to dawn, she threw herself upon her
couch?not meaning to sleep. But, overcome
with the fatigue of her lonely night-watch, and
lulled perhaps by the security which almost always
conies to the watcher with the dawn of
day, she soon unconsciously sunk into a deep
sleep from which, alas ! she was but too rudely
aroused ; for even in that brief half hour when
tired nature claimed its own, the wiley Jeffreys
had surrounded the house with his no less brutal
soldiers.
"Come, come, madam, bestir yourself?vou
are wanted,' cried the leader, seizing the Lady
Alice by the shoulder, and rudely shaking her,
."methinks you sleep well this morning?long
watching makes sound slumber, eh! Come, up
with you, woman, and tell us what corner of
this rebel's nest you have stowed away the Presbyterian
knave and his worthy friend i"
In a moment the lady was fully awake, and
and comprehended at once her perilous situation.
But her self-possession did not forsake
her, and breathing an inward prayer for the
safety of the two unhappy men so closely puranart
aha aairl no aKa rlrpw lll'rsplf DKOIldlv Ul) :
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"What means this unmannerly intrusion??
Off, sir! unhanded me, or your audacity shall
be punished as it deserves!"
"Ho-ho, my bravo wench, words are cheap!
you will find proofs not so easy! "Know, mistress,
yourself and your servants are my prisoners,'
renlied Joffreys."
Your prisoners!' cried the lady, with cutting
contempt; 'and who are you, and by whoso authority
do you dare to lav hands on me or any
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beneath my root r " vv no am i? A licit J UU |
shall soon know to your cost,' said Jeffreys,
with n horrible oath. "George Jeffreys has a
peculiar way of making himself known, my
mistress. Now deliver up thoso two arch rebels?the
canting, whining priest, and the traitor
Nelthorpe, into our hands, and mayhap I'll not
press my further acquaintance upon your ladyship,
except to taste the quality of your wine,
then conducted by Lady Alice, herself to a room
on the ground floor.
" Observe,' she said, 'this oken pannel?press
your finger thus; a door opens, leading into a
secret passage, connected with the vaults of the
chapel, where, in case of emergency, you will
be perfectly secure from, search, bleep, then,
my friends, in peace; one of my most faithful
servants will this night keep watch, and upon
the least alarm, you will be notified in time to
avail yourselves of the way of escape I have
pointed out."
As she bade them good-night, one of the
men, seizing the hem of her mantle, carried it
to his lips with a grace not unfitting the pres.
cnce of a queen, while in a chanting oratory of
the day, his companion devotedly prayed the
Most High to bless the woman, through whose
assistance vengeance was yet to be heaped on
the heads ot the scorner, and those who now
sat in high places to be brought low.
And thus fortified and encouraged by the assurance
of their noble benefactress, the fugi
tives took heart, and throwing themselves upon
the bed, were soon soundly sleeping,
Not so the Lady Alice. True, these men
had not revealed their names, neither had she
sought to discover who they were, or for what
crime they were driven to their present strait?
yet they had fled the wrath of the cruel minded
Jeffreys she felt persuaded, and fearful that
with his myrmidons he might be close on the
track of these unhappy men, she too sat watching
all the night, or pacing with light footfall
the long galleries, ever and anon stepping out
upon the balcony and listening to every sound,
her fears magnifying the whispers of the wind
stealing through the brunches of the old trees,
SnfA thn cnnrvrncan^ iminiinfj nf art nnnotl InrrP
for I'll warrant you my men, (turning to his followers)
these old cellars are not dry.'
" I know no such persons as those you seek,'
replied the lady Alice firmly; "and what reason
have you to suppose that they are within my
house?"
" We know it, and that is enough,' replied
Jeffreys. 'They are known to have lain hid in
your neighborhood ; and we know that they
have been secreted by you; and now, bymadam,
unless you lead us to their kennel, your
body shall writhe in flames, or be hacked in
pieces by my soldiers r
"Infamous, cowardly wretch!' replied Alice
Lisle, undaunted, 'think you your threats would
induce me to betray, more espicially into your
blood-ll irsty hands, any unhappy individul who
had sought my protection ! Know Alice Lisle
better!
"Ho-ho, we are so brave! here, my men, take
this boasting mistress, give her a dance upon
hot coals!' cried the ferocious Jeffreys.
At that instant, little Edwin, still in his night
dress, opened the door of bis little bedroom, and
ran terrified toward the Lady Alice; but he
was not permitted to reach her; a soldier rudely
seized the poor boy by the shoulder, and notwithstanding
his shrieks, held him with such a
grip as left the print of his fingers upon the tender
flesh.
" Ruffian, unhand the child!' exclaimed the
lady, attempting to rise, but held back by the
iron hand of Jeffreys.
Ha! a pretty hostage truly! he said: "Here
Ratclifle, draw your dagger across his pretty
white throat, unless this stubborn woman yields
up our prey?do you hear that!' turning to the
Lady Alice.
"O save me?save me ! dont let therp kill me?'
screeched the poor little fellow, striving to break
away; then turning his beautiful eyes upon the
hard, stern features of the man who held him,
he clung piteously around his knees, repeating
his cry for inercy, his face uplifted, and his soft
golden curls falling over his white shoulders,
from which the loose night-dress had slipped
away.
Tears, which neither her own danger, or the
insults heaped upon her could draw forth, now
streamed down the pallid cheek of the Lady
Alice.
"Are you men ! she cried to the rude soldiers
'are you men, and can you stand by and see
that innocent, helpless lamb inhumanly murdered
before your eyes!"
"Ah' cried Jeffreys, with a hideous leer, 'we
are used to butchering lambs, madam; bless you
we do it so easy the poor thing don't have time
to bleed! Strike, Ratcliff!"
A scream?a wild scream of angony burst
from the heart of Alice Lisle ; then dashing off
the arm of Jeffreys, in the strength of her dispair,
as hut a feather's weight, she Bprung to the
boy and threw her arms around him.
There was heard at that moment a loud
shout from the court-yard, coupled with oaths
and imprecations, and one of the troop burst
in, waving his cap.
"Hurra, your honor!' they're caught, your
nr/\ noh !li! kiFii'l'n rtrvt tUn oniiii nla kaiMin f ItitMwn !''
>vv/iou I " c * c S oatais? iiui ia; nulla;
" Now God help them!" murmured Alice.
" Your life shall answer for this, vile traitoress
!" muttered Jeffreys, in a voice hoarse with
rage, and shaking his list at the unshrinking
heroine. " But where found you the knaves?"
he added, turning to the bearer of such fiendish
joy.
" Ha, ha, your worship?but I can't help
laughing; we found his reverence chin-decp in
a malt tub?ha, ha, ha! and the other rogue
we hauled from the kitchen chimney, as black
as his master, the Devil!"
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Anu 10 ma master no siiau oe sent witn a
crack in his windpipe," said "Jeffreys.
" Wounds, your honor, you loves a joke,"
said one, who might be called the Tros Achilles
of the company, edging up to Jeffreys with
a horrid grin; " shall we string the rascals up
below there?yonder is a good strong beam;
or shall we leave their heads in the market-place,
as a kind of warning to all traitors?"
' Peace, knave!" replied Jeffreys, with a
frown which made the villain turn pale; " attend
to your duty, and see that the prisoners
are well secured; these fellows are slippery rascals?and
now, madam, (turning to Alice Lisle,)
up with you, and prepare to follow either to
the scaffold or the stake, as suits my pleasure."
Then with a brutal blow with the back ol his
sword, ho rudely pushed his victim on before
him.
Her weeping and terrified domestics would
have approached their beloved mistress, but
were thrust back by the drawn swords of the
soldiers; and when the unfortunate lady crossed
the threshold it was over the dead body of
her aged butler, brutally struck down before
her.
"Farewell, my friends," said Lady Alice,
turning to her faithful attendants, " I look for
no mercy at the hands of these cruel men,
whose pastime is death; yet though they may
torture the body, into the mercy of my Redeemer
do I humbly commit my soul. May
God forgive these, my enemies, for in their
blind rage they know not what they do; pray
for them, my friends."
" Come, none of your cant here, if you
please, madam; if wo want any praying done,
we'll call on yonder long nosed, whining saint,"
cried Jeffreys, pointing to Hicks, who, with
Nelthropo at his side, and both closely bound
together with ropes, and guarded on either side,
was now brought forward.
Lest by appearing to recognize the Lady Alice
they might increase her danger, the prisoners
took no notice whatever of her, who, for
their sakes, was now in such peril, and met her
glance as they would that of a stranger. Nelthrope,
indeed, essayed once to speak, for the
purposo of acquitting the Lady Alice of all
knowledge of himself and companion, but
Ms speech was cot short by vile taunts and
curses.
These wretched men bad slept eotmdly thro'
the night, and with the stupor of heaVY fatigue
hanging about them, heard too late the tramp
of their pursuers, sad forgetting in their soddetl
;ilarm the secret paotiel, sprung through a window,
and endeavored to conceal themselves in
some of the oat-buildings?hot vainly; they
were soon dragged forth, and knew that from
the jaws of the hlood-hound Jeffreys, death was
to be their only release.
And now, without any delay, the prisoners
were brought to trial, the Lady Alice being first
placed at the bar, charged with treason, in concealing
or harboring persons disaffected to the
king, and known to hftve been concerned in the
late insurrection.
Many of the jurors were of the most respectable
men of Hampshire, and all shrunk from
convicting an amiable and exemplary female,
for a crime (if crime it could be called,) which
certainly aro*e from the purest and noblest
emotions of the heart. But Jeffreys was not
to be so robbdd of his prey.
Witnesses, forestalled by his vindictive spirit,
appeared against ber, and those who would
have testified in her favor, were so put down by
the bold-faced cunning of these hirelings, as to
do more injury than good to the cause which
they came to sustain.
The Lady Alice was then called upon for her
defence. In a modest and dignified manner
she addressed the Court. Sh? hpiwin Kw ?orinn
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that she knew not the men who had sought her
| protection, nor had she asked for what offence
j they were thus hunted down; it was enough,
> that famished and weary, they required her assistance,
and that assistance she had freely rendered
them: " yet for this, gentlemen/' she continued,
" 1 am arraigned for treason! Has
charity, then, become a crime ? Is it a capital
offence to relieve the wants of our suffering fellow
beings; and must the cold voice of prudence
overcome the Divine precepts of Jesus ?
No?God forbid!"
She was here interrupted by an insolent ie<
mark frnm tho inrlao anA if nlUm?/l -??
J I UUU u Uiiuncu again IU
speak, it was only to draw upon herself bis
coarse, unfeeling ribaldry.
The jury retired, their sympathies more thail
ever excited for the unfortunate lady.
Their consultation was too long for the patience
of the judge. He grew furious at their
delay?stamping and swearing like a madman.
He sent a messenger to tell them that if they
did not instantly return, he would adjourn the
Court and lock them up all night. Thus put to
the torture they came, but came only to say
they doubted whether the charge had been made
out. Jeffreys expostulated with them vehemently,
and after another consultation, they
gave a reluctant verdict of "Guilty!"
This was received with demoniac iov bv Jef
freys, who immediately proceeded to pass sentence,
which was, that the most unfortunate
Alice Lisle should that very afternoon be burned
alive!
This dreadful sentence caused universal horror,
and moved the pity even of the most devoted
supporters of the king. The judge was
overwhelmed with petitions and prayers for
mercy; but the only mercy he granted was a
few days delay ere the dreadful sentence should
be accomplished.
During that time the royal clemeftcy was
eagerly solicited, and many persons of the highest
rank interceded with James for the release
of Alice Lisle. Ladies of the court entreated
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victory, pleaded for her; and even Clarendon,
the brother-in-law of the king, spoke ro her behalf.
It was all in vain.
Scarcely less cruel than his judge, James
was inexorable, and only so far showed his
clemency as to commute the sentence from
burning to beheading!
But peace?peace, that the world can neither
give or take away, went with Alice Lisle into
that dark, cold prison, to which her bnemies
consigned her. Those damp walls, in whose
crevices the slimy lizard made its bed; though
they shut her out from the world?from friends
?from freedom?they could not imprison her
soui, nor crush the spirit of the' myrtyred Alice,
as it ascended in prayers to the heavenly throne.
Divine love and holy trust in the promises of
her Redeemer illuminated her dnrt ?ti,nM?M>
with the 1 tightness of heaven; and when led
forth to the scaffold?death was swallowed up
in victory.
Alice Lisle was beheaded in the market place
at Winchester, Anno Ooinini, 1685.
The gold mines of California were first discovered
by the Jesuits concealed their discovery
front the Government, and the suspicion that
they had done so perhaps had something to do
with their expulsion from Mexico. In 1769,
Don Jose Galvez. Marquis of Sonora. undertook
an expedition into California to ascertain the
truth of the reports respecting the gold, "in the
rivers, in the soil, and in the rocks." He was
accompanied by the celebrated Don Miguel
Jose de Arenza, who, discouraged by the fruitless
search of a few weeks, recommended the
abandonment of the enterprise, and for contending
that the Marquis was insane for proceeding
was thrown into prison, where he remained
several months. Nothing at all satisfactory,
however, appears to havo resulted from the
search ot Galvez.
Why is twice eleven like twice ten? Because
twice eleven is twenty-two, and twice ten is
twenty too.
It is better to be lowly born, and range with
humble lives in content, than to be perked up
in a glittering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.
Reputation is a most idle and false imposition
; often got without merit, and lost without
deserving.