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intelligence; and there, closed forever, are those lips on whose persuasive accents we have so often, and so lately, hung with transport.

3. From the darkness which rests upon his tomb there proceeds, methinks, a light, in which it is clearly seen that those gaudy objects which men pursue are only phantoms. In this light, how dimly shines the splendor of victory! how humble appears the majesty of grandeur! The bubble which seemed to have so much solidity has burst, and we again see that all below the sun is vanity.

4. True, the funeral eulogy has been pronounced; the sad and solemn procession has moved; the badge of mourning has already been decreed; and presently the sculptured marble will lift up its front, proud to perpetuate the name of Hamilton and rehearse to the passing traveler his virtues.

5. Just tributes of respect, and to the living useful; but to him, moldering in his narrow and humble habitation, what are they? How vain! How unavailing! Approach and behold, while I lift from his sepulcher its covering. Ye admirers of his greatness, ye emulous of his talents and his fame, approach and behold him

now.

6. How pale! how silent! No martial bands admire the adroitness of his movements; no fascinated throng weep, and melt, and tremble at his eloquence. Amazing change! A shroud, a coffin, a narrow subterraneous cabin! this is all that now remains of Hamilton. And is this all that remains of him? During a life so transi tory, what lasting monument, then, can our fondest hopes erect?

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7. My brethren, we stand on the borders of an awful gulf, which is swallowing up all things human. And is there, amidst this universal wreck, nothing stable, nothing abiding, nothing immortal, on which poor, frail, dying

man can fasten? Ask the hero; ask the statesman, whose wisdom you have been accustomed to revere, and he will tell you.

8. He will tell you, did I say? He has already told you, from his death-bed; and his illumined spirit still whispers from the heavens, with well-known eloquence, the solemn admonition: "Mortals, hastening to the tomb, and once the companions of my pilgrimage, take warning, and avoid my errors; cultivate the virtues I have recommended; live disinterestedly; live for immortality: and if you would rescue any thing from final dissolution, lay it up in God."

ELIPHALET NOTT.

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LXIV. THE GRAVE OF AARON BURR.

1. We envy not the man who, unmoved, can gaze on the grave of Colonel Burr. It is one of the most desolate places that we have ever seen. There is no monumental pile or sculptured marble standing over it, to evince the affection, or even respect, of a single soul; not so much as a rough, unhewn stone marks the head or the foot of him who once held such sway over the minds and feelings of men.

2. Wild grass and poisonous weeds form the sod that partly covers him. The rest of the surface of the grave is sterile clay, yielding no verdant plant or shrub. stranger treads upon the spot and regards it not, until he is told that he stands over the remains of Burr.

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3. How changed the scene, when from this unmarked spot we turn to the sleeping-place of the father of Burr! Over it there is no towering monument; but there is a massive tombstone, on which are chiseled the deeds of the loved and honored president of New Jersey College

The grave of the son is only designated by its being at the foot of the father's.

4. As the visitor stands over the grave, many scenes in the checkered and eventful life of Burr crowd upon his recollection. He remembers the 6th of February, 1756, when Burr first saw that light through which misdirected zeal led him to so many deeds of woe.

5. He calls to mind the death of both his parents, while he was only three years old; the handsome fortune that was bequeathed an orphan son; the four days' abscondance from his preceptor, when, too, he was a child of four years' growth; the run away from Mr. Edwards, for the purpose of going to sea, while he was in his eleventh year; and the entrance of Princeton College at the early age of twelve, where he graduated at the age of sixteen, taking the honors of his class in spite of a moral character that evoked much disapprobation.

6. He reflects upon him as a volunteer in the American revolution, and a soldier in the celebrated expedition of Arnold to Quebec; as an aid to General Putnam, and a conferree of the title of lieutenant-colonel. He follows him to the study of law, and admittance to the Albany bar in 1782; to the Senate in 1791; and to the second place in the high gift of the American people in 1801.

7. He beholds him the destroyer of Hamilton; the intended establisher of an empire beyond the great father of rivers, of which he was to be emperor, and the Crescent City the great capital. He sees him arraigned before the tribunal of his country, and acquitted for want of that overt proof which his own far-stretching cunning had enveloped in impenetrable clouds.

8. And finally, he follows him from Staten Island, where, in 1836, he closed his miserable career, to the cemetery at Princeton, to be interred with the honors

of war, and to molder in a grave upon which the rewards of vicious ambition are to rest forever.

9. The life, the death, and the grave of Colonel Burr carry their own moral. The simple facts tell a tale that needs no comment. Words need not inform us that genius, however transcendent, unless virtue is one of its elements, can not attain eminence on which an unclouded sun will forever beam.

LXV.-RING OUT, WILD BELLS!

1. Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
2. Ring out the old, ring in the new,

Ring, happy bells, across the snow;
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

3. Ring out the grief that saps the mind

For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

4. Ring out the slowly dying cause,

And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

5. Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;

Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

6. Ring out the false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite;

Ring in the love of truth and right;
Ring in the common love of good.
7. Ring out old shapes of foul disease,

Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old;
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
8. Ring in the valiant man and free,

The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,-
Ring in the Christ that is to be.

ALFRED TENNYSON.

Both swords and guns are strong, no doubt,
And so are tongue and pen,

And so are sheaves of good bank notes,
To sway the souls of men;

But guns and swords and gold and thought,
Though mighty in their sphere,

Are often poorer than a smile,

And weaker than a tear.

LXVI.—AN ARMY OF MONKEYS: A NOVEL BRIDGE.

1. " They are coming, and will most likely cross the river by the rocks yonder," observed Raoul.

2. "How, swim it?" I asked. "It is a torrent there!" 3. "O no," answered the Frenchman; "monkeys would rather go into fire than water. If they can not leap the stream they will bridge it."

4. "Bridge it! and how will they do that?"

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