AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCER.

NEw SERIES.)

“ This is true ‘Liberty, when free-born ee, having to eivied, ™_ ae, may speak Soe ee? Euripies,

CHARLOTTETOW Ny, Py E. ISLAND, JANUARY 12, 1850.

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RESIGN ATION,

BY HENRY W.

LONGFELLOW.

There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, liowsoe’er defended, But has one vacaut chair!

The air is fall of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead;

The heart of Rache! for her.children cry-

ing Will not be comforted!

Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assuine this dark disguise.

vapors ; Amid these earthly damps

pers, May be Heayen’s distant lamps.

There is no Death! transition :

This life of mortal breath

Is but a suburb of the life elysian,

W hose portal we call Death.

tion—

But gone unto that school,

Vhere she no longer needs our poor pro- tection,

And Christ himself doth rule.

that great cloister’s stillness and seclu- gion

By guardian angels led,

afe froin temptation, safe pollution,

Sh: lives, whom we call dead.

ay after day we think what she is doing |

io those bright realms of air; ear after year, her tender steps pursu- ing, Behold her grown more fair,

ius do we walk with her, and keep un- broken

The bond which nature gives,

inking that our remembrance, though unspoken,

May reach her where she lives.

tas a child shall we again behold her;

For when with raptures wild

our embraces we again enfold her,

She will not be a child;

ta fair maiden, in her Father’s man- sion,

Clothed with celestial grace ;

hd beautiful with all the soul’s expan- sion,

Shall we belhold her face.

bd though at times, impetuous with

sh long suppressed, g heart heaves moaning like |

ot be at rest; ‘

patient! and assuage the

wholly stay 5

Let us be patient! these severe affiictions

We see but dimly through the mists and |

V hat seen to us but dim, funereal ta-

| The Misfortunes and Consola- tiens of Peregrine Tweezle.

My friend Tweezle has, through life, been the most unfortunate, and yet the most fortunate, of men, Every species of calamity has befallen him, and yet he has never once been unhappy. Misfo. tune and he have ever been at war; she dart- ing her missiles at him, and he throwiug them back at her, or raising up bastions behind which he has ensconced himself, and laughed the malicious jade to scorn. Lucky has it been for him that he has been made of such * impenetrable stuff;” lucky fur him that he had a thick head and a tough hide ; and that, like the tor- toise, which escaped in its hard shell, when the ponderous waggon-wheel passed over it without flinching, he also has been able to let the heavy car of Fate drive right over his back, withont having a single

bone broken by the pressure. Some men,

| when under the lash of misfortune, sud-

denly imagine that they ought to be | religious, aud take to praying most vehe-

mently while the danger Jasis; others again ae optimists, and, when the shoe

| pinches them, console themselves, by quot- what seems so is |

ing the hackneyed line of the poet, while others, poor weak-minded creatures, fly to the

‘whatever is, is right ;

| bottle for solace, and make beasts of

| themselves, because Fate has proved un-

| kind. Bhe is not dead—the child of our affec- |

/ menacing,

ha !” says

| love you!

| face is really pleasant,

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¥ er,

Tweezle, howe condemns all these methods, and consoles himself ina inmapner peculiarly his own. Whenever ill-favonred fiend, of the many that follow in the train of misfor- tune, stares him in the face, my friend |

Tweezle sits himself camly down and

any scowling,

looks at him. Tle quietly takes the measure of his deformity, and if the fiend

has by chance any good parts about him

.» | he treasures them in his remembrance. from sin’s |

Then he shuts his eyes, and gives loose rein to lis imagination; which, finding at

itself liberty to disport,

as ten

speedily de-

picts the monster times more At this crea-

Tweezle shudders, his

hideous than he really is. tion of his fancy, hair stands on end, and he thinks himself indeed an unfortunate man, to be in the presence of a misfortune so great and so This, however, only lasts for

a moment, and Tweezle opens his eyes |

“Ha ‘l'weezle, pretending to be

again. The monster is still there. agreeably surprised, “ is that you?

I thonght you were a great

ferule was put in requisition, and T'weezle and its thongs became more intimately acquainted than was at all agreeable to the former. ‘T'weezle was at this time but seven years old, but his ruling maxim had even then penetrated into lis brain, and become the guide of lis conduct and his consolation in distress. Our peda- gogue, Mr. ‘Thump’emwell, had a wiie, who had a very inordinate notion of her own excellence, both mental and corpo- real, and a very supreme contempt for her husband in both respects.--- Thump’- emwell, if rumor spoke truly, now and then experienced from this affectionate partner, a few proofs of her superiority, which she manifested by imprinting upon his cheek the marks of her delicate fingers, and hy letting fall upon his eyes the full weight of her dainty fist. One un- lucky morning, some satirical rogue, ill- natured, as satirists always are,---drew, with chalk, upon the wall, a very tole- rable representation of one of the striking alluded to, which had on the previous evening relieved the dull monotony of the life. When ‘Thump’emwell came down in the morning, his eyes rested immediatly upon this sketch of his connubial felicity. He gazed upon it for a@ minute in awful silence ; and then his eyes sparkled with fury, and his face grew so red, and the

scenes above

schoolmaster’s

veins of his forehead so swollen, that we |

would have — stffocated.

and striking

thonght he Clenching his hand,

agaiust his desk, upsetting at the same

time an ink-stand all over his nankeen | garments, he, with a still small voice, |

ordered us all to stand up. line across the room. was always in atremendous fury when- ever he spoke low and blandly, and we accordingly prepared ourselves for an explosion.

“* Now, my dear children,” said Thump- emwell, “ you know I love you sincerely,” and the hypocritical wretch siezed hold of his ferrule as he spoke, “and I should | die with grief, if one of you came to the | gallows. Do you hear ?”

“ Now,” continued he, after a pause, “J was telling you that I loved you all dearly ; and, as | love you, I must save you from the gallows. Now, the little

atrocious vagabond who made that draw-

Lord

_ him and confine him for three days

deal uglier, really, you are not half so |

bad as you might have been. and your beha- viour actually courteous,

with the one I took you for, What a

lucky fellow I am, that Fate has sent | me in your person a misfortune that 1 |

can put up with Ha! —-there is comfort in

my good fellow; ot >” and Tweezle, rhapsodizing in this srain, actu- ally rejoices that a little misfortune “has come upon him, because a greater might, with as much justice, have befallen him, T'weezle and I were schoolfellows, and

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one trait of his early character will exems plify his peculiar philosophy. Peregrine, being so easy and good-natured,shared thee fate of all easy folks, and was always put ipon and became, in fact, the scape-goat tlie whole srhool. If any riotous ur- itted ‘a fault, broken a

down a prescott ar ture ‘of. De

Your |

in Comparison |

ing is sure to be hanged ; nothing can save him from it, unless | find him out and floe

5 Upon bread and water. You see, therefore, ny dear children,” continued he, still in the same bland voice, “that my affection

compe's me to punish the erat there-

| fore [ask you who did it 7”

No reply £7 \w et

“Tellme, or [ will flog every soul of | you, from the biggest to the least. Who ig the atrocious little reptile that had the audacity to do it?”

Still there was no reply; and Thump- | ‘emwell lifted his rod and brandished it in the air, passing the fingers of “his left hand lovingly through the thongs as it descended.

Still a general silence prevailed ; every one looked innocent, and the real culprit | certainly the most innocent of all.

Again the question was asked, and al! | been in the defiance of her,and the more eyes were directed towards poor Tweezles | eager to console himself, even in fate’s

who though guiltless as the babe unborn, stood trembling at the bottom of the file.

The dread | | summons was obeyed, and we stood ina | Thump’em well |

after. he had flogged him till his arm was

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‘ » _ less, that you should bé confined here for | three days ?

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| ment for an offence of which he wis guilt- it |

| Tweezle,

gogue was turned towards him, my poor friend thought that he might as well have been guilty, since he was sure to bear the punishment. :

“[t was you, was it, you incorrigible rascal ?” said Thump’emwell, seizing the unlucky Peregrine by the nape of the neck. ‘ Now go, sir, and rub it off.”

Tweezle done as he was desired.

“ Now, my dear little boy,” said Thump- *emwell, “come here ?”

‘T'weezle knew it would be of no use to resist, so he went.

In a minute afterwards the instrument of torture ascended and descended in rapid succession, and the screams of the unhappy sufferer resounded through the apartment.

“Pll teach you to make sport of your superiors, you imp,” said Thump’emwell,

tired. “And now,” he added, * come with me.”? Tweezle still bellowing, as if he had

5) the lungs of ten urchins, was dragged by Thump’emwell to a Jittle darks dusty room, used as the prison for juvenile delin- quents, and there locked up. We all of us heard him rearing for about five min- utes, when the noise gradually subsided, and ina short time was as quiet as if he had dropped asleep. Feeling acutely for his sufferings, and indignant that he sliould have undergone such severe punish-

less, [ seized an opportunity to steal away to condole with him upon his wrongs. Tap- ping gently at the door of his prison I | announced myself, and straightway from the outside began to console him under the pressure of his evil fortune.

“Oh, I am quite comfortable!” said stopping me short in the midst of my lamentations.

* What!” said I, surprised, “ afin such a beating as that infernal ‘Thump’emwell gave you ?”

“ Yes,” said Tweezle.

“ And three whole days yet to be lock- ed up here, and condemned to bread and

Comfortable. did you say ?”

* Yes quite comfortable,” said Twee- zie; “one thing only troubles me.”

* And what is that 2”

“That [ was not guilty; however, I in- tend to become so as sogn asl get out,

water,

and there’s comfort in that!” “Well done, Tweezle! Dadmire you for that! But is it noberitel, neverthe-

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“Tt is rathy Tweezle ; “ but i don’t mind if, days will pass sooner thana week, It might have been worse !”

And with this small grain of comfort-~ that his punishment might have been more

severe—Tweezle passed the term of his imprisonment in cheerfulness !—Happy Tweezle!

This was one ofthe troubles of his early life; and in manhood he has not been more fortunate. Ill-luck has al- ways followed him. He has been in love, and been jilted; and he has played, and been plucked; he has confided, and been deceived ; but still the more that Fortune has frowned, the more stubborn has he

darkest day, eae might ha .

Another advantage in Wich he ead will show. his tare Ms

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zie, His wound had pro difficult of cure; and

he la ve 2” we te ngtergstin,

man who rejoiced ina great jstock of as-

surance, a tolerably handsome\person, and a very accommodating conscietce, took it

into his head to pay some very marked —

attentions to Miss Julietta Blossom, a

young lady to whom Tweezle was enga~_ ged. These gallantries. of the Major to- wards the fair Julietta were, cf course, . nut very pleasing to my friend Peregrine;

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and it may be inferred that no great por- ~

tion of good will subdsisted between him’ and the Major. Peregrine being an easy, .

good-natured man, would never have in- sulted Major Fitzfiggins; but the latter being an overbearing puppy, thought fit

to apply anepithet towards Mr. Peregrine |

Tweezle, which, as a gentleman, Mr. Pe-

regrine Tweezle could not do otherwise ©

than resent. I was in consequence com- missioned to bear an invitation to the hon. Mr. Major Fitzfiggins to take a walk to Chalk Farm on the following morning, where he would find a certain person who, would be most happy to exchange the politeness of a shot with him, Major Fitzfiggins was too much of a gentleman to reject so courteous an offer, and next morning, accordingly, the meeting took place.

“Sad rascal that Fitzfiggins!” said Tweezle to me as we amived upon the ground.

“ And a good shot!” said I, like a Job’s

comforter as I was.

“)'m glad of it!” said Tweezle.

I was about to ask hih why, when the hen. Major Fitzfiggins arrived on the field, accompanied by dis second. The customary cold and fornal civilities pass- ed between the belligesgnts; the ground was measured by the yeconds, and the principals took their plies, There was Eachjman fired, and each man fell! My frieid T'weezle was severely wounded in tht aight arm F knelt down, and began tobajdage up his. wound as well asl was abe, when the second of Major Fitziggngcame up to me. Alarm and ala imprinted on his countenance. )

“ For God’s sake !” sai¢h¢in a hunied tone, “ gentlemen—lose m lh, fly —Major Fitzfiggins is, fer, mortally wounded.”

“Good God!” said I, “. lype not!”

“| fear so,” answerd re second, shaking his head dolefullyaghe turned to that assistance which hisfrend so impe- ratively needed. To my argophisticated nind the aspect of affuinwas disagree- able enough, Tweezl saw chat [_ thought so; and, looking zarnestly in my face, whispered ina couding tone, * it might have been worse !”

“How ?” replied I meganically, for I was thinking whither we |hpuld proceed till the disagreeable buy had blown over.

“I might have mist him!” said Tweezle; and he fainte | rom loss of blood.

an awful pause.

I carried him in my arns0.a hackney~ ,

coach that was *1 waiting, md we drove | rapidly away’ Three weejs afterwards” we heard«flat Major Fitzfiggins was slow? - ly recering from his we pnd, and thst» noAirther fears were enie ~acaui D a

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