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moon’s PHASES.

COLUMN FOR LADIES.

IIBIUARY.

4th day, 4h. 28m morn. llth day, 1h. “(to mom. 18th day, 4h. 8lrn morn. 26th day, 5h. 43m morn.

0 Full Moon.

( LthW'l"! . New Moon. ) first Qlﬂﬂﬂo

MITRE MERRY SLEIGH.

Jingle ! jingle! clear the way, die the uterry— merry sleigh !. As itswiftly scuds along,

that the burst of happy song, Soothe gleam of glances bright. Flashing o’er the pathway white, Jingle ! jingle! how it whirls, Crowded full oflaughing girls I

Jingle! jingle ! fast it ﬂies, Sending shafts from licoded eyes, Ruguisharchers. I’ll be bound, Little heeding who they wound ; See them with capricious pranks, l'lnugliinz now the drifted hanks ; Jingle! jingle ! ’mid their glee. \i'lio among them cares for me I

Jingle l jingle! on they go,

Caps and tunnels white with snow, At the faces swimming past, Noddingthro’ the ﬂeecy blast ; 'l‘optotect them from the cold ; They put their arms into tI.‘ fold, Jingle! jingle! hold the 3'. mo,

Fun and frolic keep thctn warm.

Jingle! jingle! down the hills— (i'ertlietneadoWs—past the mills, Not: ’tisslow,now ’tis fast.— ll'inter will not always last,

Every pleasure has its time—-

limit-g will come and s:op the chime ! l

Jingle! jingle ! clear the way, ‘l‘itthe merry—merry sleigh ! ________,__,._ M A x l M 9;.

Without frugality none can be rich; and ll'lll] it few would be poor. l'l‘he luxurious live to out and drink; the vase eat and drink to live.

Kkeep nlooffrom quarrels; be nei- list a Witness nor a party

., p, ' hhejcice not when your cnem v stum o- r: _ "

{ll'w‘lallly begets conﬁdencc,antl Ie sure path to honour and res-

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“lied-“3 temptation till Von con- erit, ' '

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, Ill“? good Use ofttmel it‘you love ttrtnll'. :lﬁ‘mriton eye is a messenger (.fan "U asle boa" .

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THE WIFE, THAT WAS NEVER KNOWN TO BE ANGRY.

FROK THE PRINCE.

Lady Beanclerc was esteemed by all, for one of the best of wives, but strange to tell, Lord Beauclerc had become quite wearied with her un- ceasing good nature. He yearned for some other expression than the serene tranquility of her dreamy blue eyes; he would have preferred care- less disorder to the faultless neatnees with which her glossy auburn hair was parted from a forehead, as smooth and unfrowning, as one of Guido’s Madonnas; and her every movement seemed as regular and precise as an automaton’s. In her carriage, at table, in the opera box, her counte- nance was never known to vary. She llistcned with a smile on her lips, to lhlozart’s ﬁrst act of Don Juan; she ‘ wore the same smile within the gloo- my precincts of her ancestral chapel, at the ball and in solitude, on sunny and rainy days alike; and in sleep she must have possessed the singular pow- er of repressing every dismal dream, for,cven in these hours, as Beauclerc oftcu remarked, the expression of her face remained unchanged. Indeed the habit ofsmiling was so tixchhat people wondered uhether the Duch- ,ess would not smile in her Collin.

i As for tire lirtl.c,be was in despair; his lot seemed wretched ; he felt that he would give his whole fortune to see his wife but once roused to pacsion, or mele to tears; yet. al- though he tried every possible means, by endearments and coldness, by taunts and rcgulnr attacks, to stir up her dormant sensibilities, _\t-t every possible nay scented fruitless. His palace was an enchanting paradise, a paradise without the serpent, and iyct the tollingr of a village bell, the lhum of a grahhopper, the drowsy imnsic of an old wife’s spinning wheel '11” was less monotonous than the ex- istence of all th '59, whose easy lot it 'was to dwell within the escutchconcd walls of Beauclerc lactise.-——'t'."hist, tea. ccremonions visiting, rcgular drives, each day tending to the same point, and taken at the some hour ; these were the lady’s enjoyments, and pale. lovely, unintpttSsioncd, she extended over her household :1 sort of magnetic. sleep, an invisible ether of otto-of-rose repose and serenity.— 'I he men-servants as they approach- ed her, dropped their eyelids, and stand with folded arms ; the chatty maids become as silver-bless in lltll' presence, as though they had lately vow-ed to form a siicnt sisterhooddicr chariot horse always moved more re- ‘gulnrly when she sat within; and her playful dog was often known to sit. .t'or a whole huttz‘ in her lap. gaunt"!

silently on the moon, without even indulgin in the least howl. It seem- ed to tie wretched husband, that ever since his marriage day, every thing about him had become calm and spiritless, down to Sidi Ali, his young African lion.

‘ Shall we go to the Opera to-night?’ I asked Beauclerc, one morning ofhis quiet wife.

‘Certainly. Charles.’

‘ Or would it not be preferable to attend the Queen’s theatre ?’

‘ I think it would, my lord.’

‘ By the way, that will not do, An- na, for no lady ofrank appears there, now-a-days.’

‘ No doubt you are right,Charles.’

‘ Pray tell me, Anna, have you ever in your own life felt one desire?‘ inquired her lord,in a querulous tone.

‘ Certainly I have.’

' Pray what was it ?’ he asked ani- matedly, and striking the heel of his boot in dangerous vicinity to the la.- dy’s satin slipper.

‘Your wishes are always mine,’ was her dispiriting reply.

‘It is too bad, that I should have the trouble of wishing for you; I,who am so occupied between the court, parliament, clubs, and mean. I as- sure you,my lady. such despotic sway suits a lazy Tork, who has nothing todo but to sit all day with crossed legs. I have no time to play the master, and therefore I beseech you, Anna, to think for yourself. since in

DE'I‘RACTION.

A circle has met. List ! they are whis ering low. Mark the sneer o t that ady’a countenance. Another is indignant. A third would never have suspected such a thing. All are ex- cited. They tnlk louder and faster, until they forget entirely the object. oftheir meeting in canvassing the character of a. young friend The}.' are all animated about the matter, and “hen they part, each one goes to a different section to report what has been lisped,and before the week‘s end, the character of an honest wu- man is almost destroyed.

Why do people love to slander their neighbors ? Why circulate a report without foundation ? lfa friend, hm actually been guilty of an impropri- ety, it is far better to tell her of the fault, and persuade her not to do the like again ; but no, it must be told ; thcre are females who cannot kcep any thing to themselves—and who has not encountered them ?—Heur how Swift describes such characters:

Nor do they trust their tongues along,

lut speak a language t‘ftheir own ;

Can read a word, a shrug, a look,

Far better than a printed book ;

Convey a libel in tt frown,

And wink a reputation down ;

()r, by the hasng of'he fan.

Describe the lady and the man.

If we happen to address those win" cannot keep their tongues still, when a malicious report is in circulation. we pray you to suffer a word ot'advicc.

truth, I am weary in thinkian

you.’ .

The lady placed her embroidery on the table, and raising her blue eyes to her husband’s face, met his vexed. gone with the same eternal smilc.—‘

‘ "l‘hcn let us go to the Opera,’ she? said gently. V. l

‘ Ah ! well, dearest, then you are really for Opera ; what a pity ! I; wish to attend the Circus, where' they have just engaged an admirable rider, but as you do not wish to go; there-’ l

‘ Certainly I do, since you desire 3

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‘ Unfortunate man that I am l’cx- claimed my lord, as springing from the lounge, where he had hccn pull-3 in; to piPCPs the precise art-alignments of his wife’s work-box he dasltedl towards the door, threw it opcn, and

then slamming it after him, reiterat- cal : ‘ Unfortunate man that Iam !

Who would not rather Ccht the household of Socrates, than to bc tit‘tl to a wife, who hu- no Will ofbrrj mvn, and who was new-r known tn: be angry 2’ ;

gave you ever done wrong P Ilava- you ewr been indiscreet ? Can you justify all your conduct with the strict rules of prudence? If not,how would you like to have your follies spread abroad and magniﬁeth Rememlw:. your neighbor has feelings, and is as pained at your most foolish deeds brought to light and spread over thc city. ‘ Be good yourself, nor think another’s shame Can raise your merit, or adorn your fame.’ We advise those who are spoken evil of, not to notice what is said. so strong in your virtue, and line down the lying tongue. What is Whis- pered abroad slmnld not bring one painful emotion to your l)nst).'ll-——tli~‘- turb your rest a single hour, or pro- vcnt you from still discharging all tho duties oflife in a faithful manner, ‘ \Vhoncc proceeds this weight we lay . On what detracting p -ople say ? Their utmost malice cannot make Your head, or tooth, or finger achc : Nor spoil your shape. (“own your the». .‘ior put one feature out if pincP.’ Remember this, and pursnc your \vontcd "nurse. and heft-.m- months the false and malicious rc—

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