made the best of the lady, but could not make her so handsome as the husband wished, and preserve the likeness. He expressed in polite terms his dissatisfaction, and wished him to try over again. The painter did so, and sacrificed as much of the likeness to good looks as he possibly could, or ought. Still the complaisant husband was uneasy, and the painter was teased from one month's end to another to alter it. At length he began to fret; and to pacify him, Stuart told him that it was a common remark that wives were very rarely, if ever, pleased with pictures of their husbands, unless they were living ones. On the other side, husbands were as seldom pleased with the paintings of their beloved wives, and gave him a very plausible reason for it. Once they unluckily both got out of temper at the same time, and snapped out their frettings accordingly. At last the painter's patience, which had been some time thread-bare, broke out, when he jumped up, laid down his palette, took a large pinch of snuff, and walking rapidly up and down the room, exclaimed, What a business is this of a portrait-painter-you bring him a potatoe, and expect he will paint you a peach.'

Conscientious Miser.

An old Dutchman, named Shumm, who lived in one of the wretched hovels that stand in the rear of Sheriff-street, died on Friday last of asthma and a complication of other diseases. He was well known to be of a very obstinate and eccentric disposition; and, although he had been confined to his bed several weeks, he not only rejected all medical aid, but persisted to the last in his singular habit of sleeping in the whole of his wardrobe, which consisted chiefly of a pair of breeches, that at some remote era had been constructed of blue velvet, a sailor's jacket and a frieze over-coat; which all exhibit acculated proofs of the old man's attachment. On Wednesday he sent for Mr. M. Van Duerson, a respectable countryman of his residing in the neighborhood, who had often given him charitable relief, and privately requested him to make his Will! To this gentleman's great surprise he bequeathed various sums of money, amounting, altogether to $3,700, to children and grand children residing at Newark and Albany; and confidentially informed him where this property was deposited. He then narrated to Mr. Van Duerson the following remarkable facts in his history.

trade was a retail one, and he had again leaves hung silent in the woods, the waters
|| suffered a heavy loss from fire, he had of the bay had forgotten their undulations,
succeeded five years since, in acquiring the flowers were bending their heads as if
sufficient property to accomplish his just and dreaming of the rainbow and the dew, and
elevated purpose. He then, accordingly, the whole atmosphere was of such a soft and
sold his stock in trade, and was preparing to luxurious sweetness that it seemed a cloud
transmit the necessary amount to Hamburg, of roses, scattered down by the hands of a
where the mercantile firm he had defrauded Peri from the far off gardens of paradise.
still continues, when he ascertained that The green earth and the blue sea lay abroad
it had a branch establishment, or agency in their boundlessness, and the peaceful sky
counting-house at Philadelphia.
bent over and blessed them The little
Thither he went, and paid the sum of creature at my side was in a delirium of
$14,000, being equivalent to the original sum happiness, and her clear, sweet voice came
he had embezzled, with a certain rate of ringing upon the air as often as she heard the
interest. The latter, however, was gene-notes of a favorite bird, or found some
rously returned to him by a son of one of strange and lovely flower in her frolic
the partners, and this, together with some wanderings, The unbroken and almost
surplus money, he has bequeathed as above supernatural tranquillity of the day continued
stated. For the last five years he has lived until nearly noon. Then, for the first time,
in utter obscurity, and in severe accordance the indications of an approaching tempest
with his long formed habit of parsimony. were manifest. Over the summit of a
mountain, at the distance of about a mile, the
folds of a dark cloud became suddenly
visible, and at the same instant a hollow roar
came down upon the winds, as if it had been
the sound of waves in a rocky cavern. The
cloud rolled out like a banner fold upon the
air, but still the atmosphere was as calm and
the leaves as motionless as before, and there
was not even a quiver upon the sleeping
waters to tell of the coming hurricane,

His executor. Mr. Van Duerson, found the above named sum of $3,700, principally in dubloons.-New-York Courier.

The Thunder Storm.

BY G. D. PRENTICE.

I NEVER was a man of feeble courage. There are few scenes of human or elemental strife upon which I have not looked with a brow of daring. I have stood in the front of battle, when swords were gleaming and circling around me like fiery serpents in the air; I have sat on the mountain pinnacle, when the whirlwind was rending the oaks from their rocky clefts and scattering them piece-meal to the clouds; I have seen these things with a swelling soul, that knew not, that recked not of danger. But there is something in the thunder's voice that makes me tremble like a child. I have tried to overcome this unmanly weakness-I have called pride to my aid-I have sought for moral courage in the lessons of philosophy; but it avails me nothing. At the first low moaning of the distant cloud, my heart sinks, quivers, gasps, and dies within me.

My involuntary dread of thunder had its origin in an incident which occurred when I was a child of ten years. I had a little cousin-a girl of the same age with myself, who had been the constant companion of my childhood. Strange, that after the lapse of almost a score of years, that countenance should be so familiar to me. I can see the bright young creature-her large black_eyes He stated that about 20 years ago he was flashing like a beautiful gem, her free locks a porter to a mercantile house in Hamburg, streaming as in joy upon the rising gale, and and, having been long in its employ, was her cheek glowing like a ruby through a frequently entrusted with considerable sums wreath of transparent snow. Her voice had of money for conveyance to other estab-the melody and joyousness of a bird's, and lishments. In an hour of evil influence he was induced to violate his trust, and to abscond to this country with a large sum. Having arrived, he invested the greater part of it in the purchase of two houses which adjoined each other, and which before he had effected an insurance on them, were burnt to the ground. Considering this a judgment of heaven upon dishonesty, he determined to devote the remainder of his life to a severe course of industry and parsimony, with the single object in view of making full restitution to the persons whom he had injured or to their descendants.

He adopted another name, and, with the means he had left, commenced business in this city as a tobacconist; and although his

when she bounded over the wooded hill or
the fresh green valley, shouting a glad answer
to every voice of nature, and clapping her
little hands in the very ecstasy of young
existence, she looked as if breaking away like
a freed nightingale from the earth, and going
off where all things were beautiful like her.

It was a morning in the middle of August.
The little girl had been passing some days at
my father's house, and she was now to return
home. Her path lay across the fields, and I
gladly became the companion of her walk.
I never knew a summer's morning more
beautiful and still. Only one little cloud was
visible, and that seemed as pure, as white,
and as peaceful as if it had been the smoke
of some burning censor of the skies. The

To escape the tempest was impossible. As the only resort, we fled to an oak that stood at the foot of a tall and ragged precipice. Here we remained looking breathlessly upon the clouds, marshalling themselves like bloody giants in the sky. The thunder was not frequent, but every burst was so fearful that the young creature who stood by me shut her eyes convulsively, clung with desperate strength to my arm, and shrieked as if her heart would break. A few minutes and the storm was upon us. During the height of its fury, the little girl raised her finger towards the precipice that towered above us. I looked up, and the next moment the clouds opened, the rocks tottered to their foundation, a roar like the groan of an universe filled the air, and I felt myself blinded and thrown I knew not whither. How long I remained insensible I cannot tell, but when consciousness returned, the violence of the tempest was abating, the roar of the winds dying in the tree tops, and the deep tones of the storm coming in fainter murmurs from the eastern hills.

I arose and looked trembling and almost deliriously around. She was there-the idol of my infant love-stretched, stretched out upon the wet green earth. After a moment of irresolution, I went up and looked upon her. The handkerchief upon her was slightly rent, and a single dark spot upon her bosom told where the pathway of death had been. At first I clasped her to my breast with a cry of agony, and then laid her down and gazed into her face with almost a feeling of calmness.-Her bright, disheveled ringlets clustered sweetly around her brow, the look of terror had fallen from her lips, and an infant smile was pictured beautifully there; the red rose tinge upon her cheek was lovely as in life, and as I pressed it to my own, the fountain of tears was opened, and I wept as if my head were water. I have but a slight recollection of what followed; I only know that I remained weeping and motionless till the coming on of twilight, and that I was then taken tenderly by the hand and led away

where I saw the countenances of parents
and sisters.
Many years have gone by upon the wings
of light and shadow, but the scenes I have
portrayed still come over me, at times, with
a terrible distinctness. The old oak yet
stands at the base of the precipice, but its
limbs are black and dead, and its hollow
trunk, looking upward to the sky, as if
calling the clouds for drink,' is an emblem
of rapid and noiseless decay. A year ago
I visited the spot, and the thoughts of by-gone
days came mournfully back upon me-I
thought of the little innocent being who fell
by my side like some beautiful tree of spring,
rent up by the whirlwind in the midst of its
blossoming. But I remembered-and oh!
there was joy in the memory-that she had
gone where no lightnings slumber in the folds
of the rainbow cloud, and where the sunlit
waters are never broken by the stormy breath
of Omnipotence.

My reader will understand why I shrink in terror from the thunder. Even the consciousness of security is no relief to memy fear has assumed the nature of an instinct, and seems indeed a part of my existence. Anecdote of an American Artist. MR. DUNLAP, in his new work on Arts and Artists, relates the following stage coach adventure of the late distinguished painter, Gilbert Stuart, soon after his arrival In England. Some of his fellow travelers in the coach; interested in his appearance, resolved to spier him out,' and to that end plumply asked him the nature of his calling and profession:

to the theatre,' and they all knew that he
must be a comedian by profession, when to
their utter surprise, he assured them that he
was never on the stage, and very rarely saw
the inside of a playhouse, or any similar
place of amusement. They all now looked at
each other in astonishment.

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Before parting, Stuart said to his companions, Gentlemen, you will find that all I have said of my various employments, is comprised in these few words: I am a portrait painter. If you will call at John Palmer's, York buildings, London, I shall be ready and willing to brush you a coat or hat, dress your hair a la mode, supply you, if you need, with a wig of any fashion or dimensions, accommodate you with boots or shoes, give you ruffles or cravats, and make faces for you.'

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While taking a glass at the inn, they begged leave to inquire of their pleasant companion, in what part of England he was born; hc told them he was not born in England, Wales, Ireland or Scotland. Here was another puzzle for John Bull. Where then?' 'I was born at Narraganset. 'Where's that?' 'Six miles from Pattawoone, and ten miles from Poppasquash, and about four miles west of Connecticut, and not far from the spot where the battle with the warlike Pequots was fought.' 'In what part of the East Indies is that, sir?' East Indies, my dear sir! It is in the state of Rhode-Island, between Massachusetts and Connecticut river.' This was all Greek to his companions, and he left them to study a new lesson of geography.

To this round about question Mr. Stuart answered with a grave face, and serious tone, that he sometimes dressed gentlemen's and To lose an old friend, is to be cut off from ladies' hair, (at that time the high craped a great part of the little pleasure that this life pomatumed hair, was all the fashion.) You allows. But such is the condition of our are a hair dresser, then! What!' said he nature, that as we live on, we must see those do you take me for a barber?' I beg your whom we love drop successively, and find pardon, sir, but I inferred it from what you our circle of relations grow less and less, said. If I mistook you, may I then take the till we are almost unconnected with the liberty to ask what you are, then?' 'Why I world; and then it must soon be our turn to sometimes brush a gentleman's coat or hat, drop into the grave. There is always this and sometimes adjust a cravat.'Oh, you consolation, that we have one Protector who are a valet then, to some nobleman!' A can never be lost but by our own fault, and valet! Indeed sir, I am not. I am not a every new experience of the uncertainty of servant; to be sure I make coats and waist-all other comforts, should determine us to coats for gentlemen.' 'Oh! you are a fix our hearts where true joys are to be tailor!''Tailor! do I look like a tailor? I found. All union with the inhabitants of assure you I never handled a goose, other earth must in time be broken; and all the than a roasted one.' By this time they were hopes that terininate here, must on one part all in a roar. 'What the devil are you then?' or other, end in disappointment. said one. • I'll tell you,' said Stuart; 'be assured all I have said is literally true. I GEORGE STEVENS used to relate a story of dress hair, brush hats and coats, adjust a a man that married a woman so much taller cravat, and make coats, waistcoats, and than himself, that if he wished to salute her, breeches, and likewise boots and shoes, at he was obliged to climb upon a table. This your service. Oho! a boot and shoemaker,woman,' added George, if her husband was after all!' 'Guess again, gentlemen, I never ever out of humor and complained, would handled a boot or shoe, but for my own feet look down as if from a two story window, and legs; yet all I have told you is true.'- and ask, Who it was that kept grumbling We may as well give up guessing.' After there below?' checking his laughter and pumping up a fresh. flow of spirits by a large pinch of snuff he said to them very gravely, Now, gentlemen, I will not play the fool with you any longer, but will tell you upon my honor as a gentlemen, my bona fide profession. I get my bread by making faces.' He then screwed his countenance, and twisted the lineaments of his visage in a manner such as Samuel Foote or Charles Matthews might have envied. When his companions, after loud peals of laughter, had composed themselves, each took credit to himself for having all the while suspected that the gentlemen belonged

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A PUBLIC DANGER.—A glutton of a fellow was dining at a hotel, who, in the course of the battle of knives and forks,' accidentally cut his mouth, which was observed by a Yankee joker, sitting near by, who bawled out, I say, friend, don't make that are hole in your countenance any larger for God's sake, for the rest on us will starve to death.'

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SMALL GAME-A Mr. Turner, well known in Vermont for his witty sayings at the bar, was one day pleading a cause before Chief Justice Tyler, when he made use of some

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PRIZE PIECES.-We this week present our readers with

the Prize Tale. The author not wishing to have his name published, we have complied with his request, though not

according to our general usage.

The Prize Poem will appear in our next number.

THE WREATH.-This is the title of a neat semi-monthly periodical recently commenced at Schenectady. We have received the two first numbers, which contain much interesting matter both original and selected. It is in the quarto form and is published every other Saturday, by Wm. H. Burleigh, at One Dollar per annum in advance; One Dollar and Fifty Cents, at the expiration of three months, and Two Dollars at the end of the year.

Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of Postage paid.

U. S. S. Buffalo, N. Y. $1,00; O. F. T. Watertown, N. Mendon, N. Y. $1,00; J. W. D. Hartwick, N. Y. $0,50; Y. $1,00; 8. H. Jamesville, N. Y. $1,00; C. T. East II. B. Brattleboro Vt. $3,00; F. C. Niagara, U. C. 82,00 NC Claverack, N. Y. $1.00; W. H. W. Newark, N. Y Canajoharie, N. Y. $1,00; C. Y. Athol, Ms. $1,00; T. N. S. Oneida Castle, N. Y. $1,00, P. G. K. V. Pleasant Plains, N. Y. $5,00;

$1,00; L. D. & W. A. N. M'Lean, N. Y. $2,00; J. F. T.

SUMMARY.

There are eighteen large steam-boats on Lake Erie-of

which sixteen are owned in the United States.
thousand persons pass daily between the cities of New-
York and Brooklyn.

It is estimated by one of the New-York papers that ten

Mayor of Rochester for the ensuing year.

Jonathan Child, Esq. has been unanimously re elected

The New-York Gazette says:We do not believe that, at any former period, real estate ever sold so high as at the present moment. Yesterday the store 150 Pearl street, went off at auction for $41,700; and the old house corner of Nassau and Pine streets, sold for $35,000.'

MARRIED,

In this city, on the 1st inst. by the Rev. William
Whittaker, Mr. John C. Decker, to Miss Catharine Race.
In the city of New-York, Capt. John A. King, of
Norton, Mass. to Miss Emily Odell, of Petersburg.
Mr. John Bucklin, to Miss Eliza M. Sears.
In Albany, on the 22d ult. by the Rev. J. D. Williamson,

At Parma, Monroe Co. N. Y. on the 1st inst. Mr. Moses former place.

Y. West, late of this city, to Miss Mary Read, of the

At Spencertown, N. Y. on the 25th ult. by the Rev. Timothy Woodbridge, Henry Foote, M. D. to Miss Arietta Tompkins Waite, youngest daughter of Mr. Luther Waite, all of that place.

DIED,

In this city, on the 10th inst. Sarah, the wife of Elisha

Jenkins, esq. in the 65th year of her age.
McArthur, Mrs. Sarah Bently, formerly of London,
England. in the 56th year of her age.

On the 1st inst. at the residence of Mr. Charles

On the 3d inst. Miss Hepzibeth Pettys, in the 59th year of her age.

On the 31st ult. Mrs. Theresa Nash, aged 40 years.
On the 5th inst. Mr. George Babcock, aged 43
years.
On the 6th inst. Henry R. Hatfield, aged 7 years.
On the 30th ult. Sarah Hathaway, daughter of Theoph-
ilus E. Beekman, Esq. in the 10th year of her age.

Death never crushed a fairer flower,
Insiduous long it watched its prey,
Yet sudden came in fatal hour,
And rudely bore this flower away.