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Wakefield was sold for a trifle to save him from pris- MOHAMMEDAN SYMBOL.-The crescent was the sym. on; Fielding lies in the burying-ground of an English bol of the city of Byzantium, and was adopted by the factory; Savage died in prison; Chatterton destroyed Turks. This device is of ancient origin, as appears himself; and John Keats died of a broken heart. from several medals, and took its rise from an event
thus related by a native of Byzantium. “ Philip, the RICHARD BAXTER PARAPHRASED BY WORDSWORTH.
father of Alexander the Great, meeting with great In some of the best passages of the “Excursion,"
difficulties in carrying on the siege of this city, set Wordsworth had the good sense to become indebted
the workmen one dark night to undermine the walls. for his ideas to old authors, such as Ricbard Baxter.
Luckily for the besieged, a young moon suddenly apThe following passage presents striking coincidences of language as well as of thought: "I find that it is pearing, discovered the design, which accordingly
miscarried, in acknowledgment whereof the Byzancomparatively easy to me to be loose from this world, tines erected a statue to Diana, and the crescent bebut hard to live by faith alone. To despise earth is
came the symbol of the state." easy to me; but not so easy to be acquainted and con
The above account, if correct, points out the period versant in heaven. I have nothing in this world when the device was adopted, probably antecedent to which I could not easily let go; but to get satisfying 336 B. C., when the death of Philip took place. apprehensions of the other world is the great and glorious difficulty.”—“Life of Baxter,” published by that at the siege of Byzantium, a bright meteor ap
In Leland's Life of Philip of Macedon, it is related the Religious Tract Society, p. 127.
peared in the air. "''Tis, by comparison, an easy task
“ The meteor which had appeared so opportunely to Earth to despise; but to converse with heaven
direct their motions, the Byzantines ascribed to the This is not easy: to relinquish all We have, or hope, of happiness and joy,
peculiar favor of the gods, and in the ardor of their And stand in freedom loosened from this world,
acknowledgments dedicated a statue to Hecate, beI deem not arduous; but must needs confess
fore which a lamp was kept burning continually by That 't is a thing impossible to frame
night and day to express their gratitude to the godConception equal to the soul's desires;
dess, who had been pleased, in so effectual and seasonAnd the most difficult of tasks to keep Hights which the soul is competent to gain."
able a manner, to supply the absence of her lumi“ Excursion," p. 147, 2d ed., 1820.
SLANG: ORIGIN OF THE TERM.-The noun substanDESTRUCTION OF PHARAOH.-Your correspondent,
tive-slang, means “cant language;" as a verb, how. M., in the May Repository, inquires for evidence that Pharaoh was drowned with his host in the Red Sea,
ever, it signifies “to abuse
use insulting lan
guage to." I would suggest that, in the latter sense, at the same time expressing a doubt whether any such
it may have been first used by our military men in the evidence exists. In reply, I would refer to Psalm
time of Queen Anne, and that it not improbably was cxxxvi, 15: “Who overthrew Pharaoh and his host
derived from the name of the Dutch General, Slang. in the Red Sea.” It appears to me that this settles
enberg, who was notorious for his vituperative lanthe question. True, it is said that kings were not
guage and abuse, of Marlborough in particular; the accustomed to go out to battle, but that they did at times, all history bears testimony, and I see no legit
consequence of which was, that he was ultimately re
moved from the command of the Dutch forces. R. imate way of explaining away the language of the Psalmist, when he praises God “who overthrew Pha
SNUFF AND TOBACCO.—It is perhaps not generally raoh and his host in the Red Sea."
known that the custom of taking snuff is of Irish [The verse which our correspondent quotes, unsup
origin. In a “Natural History of Tobacco,” in the
Harleian Misc., i, 535, we are told that: ported by other Scripture, might be considered as
“ The Virginians were observed to have pipes of only an expression of the overthrow of Pharaoh and
clay before ever the English came there; and from his empire, as we sometimes say that Napoleon and
those barbarians we Europeans have borrowed our his empire were overthrown at Waterloo. The best
mode and fashion of smoking. ... The Irishmen do Biblical critics, however, take tbis passage as a proof
most commonly powder their tobacco, and snujj it ар
their of Pharaoh's personal destruction; but there are other
nostrils, which some of our Englishmen do, who often passages which, we think, oven alone, contain the
chew and swallow it." strongest presumption, if not positive evidence, in fa
That the clay pipe was the original smoking appavor of the view which our correspondent takes. Let
ratus in England, is evident from the following lines our readers turn to the Mosaio account, in Exodus,
in Skelton's Eleanor Rummin. After lamenting the the fourteenth chapter, and they will see that Pha
knavery of that age compared with King Harry's time, raoh accompanied his hosts in person:
“And he made
he continues: ready his chariot, and took his people with him.”
“ Nor did that time know, Now let them compare with this the statement in
To puff and to blow, Psalm cvi, 11: “The waters covered their enemies:
In a peece of white clay, there was not one of them left.” The promise of the Al
As you do at this day, mighty that he would be honored upon Pharaoh and
With fier and coale,
And a leafe in a hole," etc. upon all his host, seems to require for its fulfillment the destruction of Pharaoh himself, as well as that of
Minor QUERY.–Will you, or some of your correhis army; and if there were no testimony to favor this spondents, inform me when, why, and by what authorview, we would naturally take it so long as there is ity, the Sabbath was changed from the serenth to the no evidence to the contrary.]
first day of the week?
C ild r e n's Corner. SPRINGTIDE.—It was a lovely September afternoon; | afraid of being overheard by the fairies with which the soft breeze soarce ruffled the sails of the stately tradition peoples the caves." ships that floated on the calm sea. All was still, “Is there any story about this one?” save when an occasional shout broke from a merry “Very likely there is; but I do n't happen to know group of children engaged in building mimic towns it. I don't believe there is a cave that has not some upon the sands. After a time, two of the little com legend belonging to it. There is one in Guernsey, pany stole away from the scene of their labors, and which is said to have been built in the night by a were soon hid from the others by the rugged rocks band of fairies." with which the Jersey coast was strewn for miles “I am sure the fairies would have the good taste around.
to prefer grassy mounds and flowery meadows to a The name of the little girl was Ellie Grierson—a gloomy cave like this!" bright-eyed, active child of twelve. Her companion “I quite agree with you, Ellie—it would be a much Arthur Seyton-was a tall, slight boy, two or three fitter place of abode for the black dwarfs and trolls.” years older than herself.
Ellie examined the cavern attentively for a long The shadows lengthened, as hour after hour of the time, while Arthur told her all the anecdotes he rebright afternoon flew by, and still the two scrambled membered relating to caves. At last she said, “ But, on unweariedly over stones and sea-weed. They had Arthur, look, there is another opening: perhaps we discovered a very curious rock, which was worn by may find another room." the destructive force of the tide into all manner of “You had better take care, Ellie. It is said of a odd shapes.
cave in the Western Islands that, whoever penetrates “ Here is a perfectly-shaped arm-chair, Arthur; I to the end returns without his skin.” can seat myself in it so comfortably! Is it not very Ellie laughed. “It would be better to come back curious?"
wanting one's skin than not to come back at all. “Very; and here is nearly as good a sofa." But, Arthur," she continued, as she pointed toward
“No," said Ellie, shaking her head, “my chair is them with her hand, “look how the walls glitter! the best!”
Do knock me off a piece of them!” “ There are many queer rocks hereabouts," said “Certainly, if I had a stone to do it with; but it Arthur; “how easily one could imagine a church is so dark here. O, here is one that will do. Now, yard down yonder! those stones are the very shape Ellie, we must hurry back!" of tombstones.”
“0, wait; here is such a pretty bit: do give it to “I do n't see the resemblance," returned Ellie.
me!" “I could fancy, instead, a number of people bending True is the saying, “ Most haste worst speed.” down to dig up sand-eels.”
Arthur's efforts to be speedy only made him longer. Shut in as they were among the rocks, the children “What is the matter, Arthur? Why have you little imagined the rapid progress the tide was mak taken such a sudden restless fit?'' said Ellie, looking ing, so gently and noiselessly did the little waves at him with surprise. wander in among the stones.
“We have been away a very long time, and the “ Arthur! Arthur!” shouted Ellie, clapping her others will be wondering where we are: besides”. hands, “ come here quickly: I have found a cave in “ Besides what?" the rock!"
“I have quite forgotten to look at the tide, and it Arthur stood by her side in a moment.
may be quite near us for all we know." “So you have! I did not know there was a cave “Nonsense; we would hear it much plainer if it here! but other people did, however, for here are rude
What odd little caves those are in the wall; sorts of steps cut out in the stone up to the en where do they lead to?" trance."
“ Tradition says to the center of the earth; but “Come and let us investigate it, Arthur. I never that 's humbug. Do come away now." have been in a cave before."
But Ellie was headstrong and insisted on exploring “Certainly: only take care you do not fall on the every one of the little fissures before she would quit slippery steps."
the spot; even then she lingered in spite of Arthur's Ellie uttered an exclamation of delight, as, after efforts to hurry her. passing through a long, narrow passage, they entered “How funny you look !” she said, laughing. a large cavern. At first she could see nothing; but “What are you in such a state about? It would be her eyes soon grew accustomed to the dim light, and great fun if the tide had come in!" she looked round in astonishment at the vaulted room “Ellie, you do n't know what you are saying," in which she found herself.
said Arthur, as, grasping her hand tightly, he drew “0, Arthur, have you ever seen such a curious her forward. place?"
“What a tiresome boy you are!” said Ellie, half“O yes; the caves at Plemont are much larger. laughing, half-provoked. “We have been only a But you speak in a low voico, Ellie, as if you were short time in the cave."
“ The time has passed much quicker than you im led from the fresh air back into the dark cavern. agine. Hark! how near the sea sounds!"
Then shutting her eyes she leaned in silence against There was something in his voice that startled Ellie, the rock, while Arthur eagerly investigated the damp and she no longer held back.
walls. “Ellie!” he exclaimed, “look! here is the “0, Arthur, what is the matter?" she said, as an very thing; do you see that sort of little shelf in the exclamation of dismay burst from his lips.
“Yes, but can we reach it?” Ellie's face grew paler and paler as she looked “I think so: you know we are both good climb. forth on the expanse of waters that lay around them, only broken by the rocks that here and there raised After a little difficulty Arthur succeeded in reachtheir rugged heads above the tide.
ing the crevice, and lay down so as to stretch his arm “0, Arthur, how dreadful! How can we get as far down as possible. Away?"
“Now, Ellie, put your foot there and take hold of But Arthur did not answer. He was looking ea that stone, and raise your left foot, and you will fud gerly from side to side. He saw but too clearly the another resting-place. Capital! Now raise your danger of their situation—all mode of exit cut off by hand and I will try to reach you-well done!" the deep water that washed the base of the rock on Ellie drew a breath of relief when she found her. which they stood. His look was answer enough for self seated side by side with Arthur, and asked him Ellie; and, covering her face with her hands, she in a cheerful voice if he thought they would be safe burst into tears.
where they were. “0, Arthur! I have been very wrong! If I had “I can not tell, Ellie; we can only hope so." not kept you so long in the cave we would have been This was not encouraging, and Ellie said no more, safe. I was very, very wicked!"
but looked round the cave, feeling very “eerie," for “Hush, dear! do n't reproach yourself; it is of no it was growing darker and darker as the evening use; and I can't bear to hear you: and do n't cry so shades crept on without. dreadfully! Perhaps we may be saved yet.”
“What are you thinking about, Ellie?" said ArEllie lifted her head and looked around on the thur, as he felt her tremble. placid sea, dotted by the distant sails of the many “ Those lines of the song Lucy sang last night will ships “bound on their voyage home."
run in my head.” “ The water looks so clear and beautiful, Arthur “What lines, dear?" it can't be so cruel as to drown us! O no, no—we Ella repeated, in a voice which she tried in vain to can't be drowned!"
make steady, Arthur did not hear her: he was gazing with com
“* They rowed her across the rolling foam, pressed lips at something on the rock by his side. It
The hungry, cruel foam, was a small piece of sea-weed: he put his band and
The cruel, crawling foam touched it: it was damp and growing to the rock.
To her grave beside the sea.'” Tearing it off with an impatient jerk, he flung it into “ Try and think of something else." the sea: he watched it unconsciously as it was washed “I have been trying for long and I can not." to and fro by the ripple; then he turned and looked Ellie started, a few minutes after, as the care gave at Ellie. She was leaning her little pale face on her back the rich tones of Arthur's voice, as he sang the band, her eyes fixed wistfully on the distant cliffs of beautiful hymnFrance. He hastily swallowed down something that
***Jesus, lover of my soul, would rise in his throat as he looked at her; and,
Let me to thy bosom fly, bending over the rock, he watched the water with an
While the waters nearer roll, aching eagerness. Yes, it was rising; that was only
While the tempest still is nigh. too evident. He started up. “0, Ellie! Ellie! if
Hide me, O my Savior! hide, there was only something I could do--some way of
Till the storm of life be past,
Safe into the haven guide, escape I could try for you, however dangerous! But
O receive my soul at last!'" it is madness to stay doing nothing, and see those waters rising higher and higher.” And he stamped He sang steadily through the verses, and Ellie his foot excitedly.
thought the words had never before seemed so beauThere was a few moments' silence; then Ellie rose, tiful as they did now. Soothed and comforted she and laying her hand on his arm, looked up in his hardly knew how, she leaned back wearily against the face with an earnest look in her blue eyes—“Do n't rock, for she was thoroughly worn out by the long speak so, dear Arthur! I do n't think God will let day spent in scrambling among the rocks. Unlike us be drowned. Just as you spoke the verse I read Arthur, she did not realize the hopelessness of their this morning came into my head—Why are ye so situation. She knew they were in danger, but Ellie fearful, 0 ye of little faith?'”
had a child's simple faith in God, and having asked Arthur was silent, and stood thinking for a little; him to take care of her and Arthur, she felt secure at last he said, “Let us go into the cave again, Ellie. in bis protection. Her heavy eyes gradually closed, There is no chance of escape here; perhaps we may
and in a little while her head fell on Arthur's shoulfind some place in the walls to which we can climb der, and she was fast asleep. up. I have heard that in some caves the water only “Poor little Ellie!” said Arthur to himself, as he covers the surface of the floor."
drew her cloak closer round her, "what a mercy it is Ellie allowed herself, somewhat unwillingly, to be that she can sleep so peacefully!"
Hour followed hour, and Ellie slept on, while Ar- | sleep. She was dreaming of home: she said Willie's thur listened to the monotonous ripple of the water, name and laughed aloud. Arthur shuddered involand the shrill cry of the sea-bird, as it flew to untarily as the cavern walls echoed back the light seek its nest among the cliffs. The cave was now laugh with a hollow sound. Was it right to let Ellie quite dark, and, from the sound of the waves, he was sleep on, dreaming so unconsciously, with death and expecting to feel the tide break against him every eternity so near? And yet how to waken her, and moment, when a moonbeam came floating in along tell her that all hope was gone! Arthur could not the water. Arthur's heart died within him, as with find courage to do it; he smoothed back with a tremit came the remembrance of Willie's words, uttered bling hand the heavy hair from the brow of the little in the morning, and forgotten till that moment, “ It sleeper, and let the time slip on, while he listened to is full moon to-night, and there will be a spring tide.” her quiet breathing. How could she sleep so soundly? A spring tide! All hope was gone now, and ho knew Was it indeed the sleep “He giveth his beloved ?" that a little later the cave would be full. He held and would she be spared all suffering, and only waken the sleeping Ellie in a despair clasp, and counted to find herself in heaven? the precious moments that yet remained before the At last Ellie moved restlessly, for the tide had by waters should swallow them up.
this time reached their resting-place, and was flowing Arthur had thought of death before. He had often gently over her feet, which were curled up upon the dreamed of falling on some glorious battle-field, and rock. Arthur was bending down to awaken her being borne to his grave to the sound of martial mu gently, when a sound from without caused him to sic, leaving an honored name behind him; but it was start violently, and then shout aloud with all the a very different thing rushing forward to meet death strength he could muster. He hardly knew his own amid the roar of cannon, the trumpet's blast, and the voice—so hoarse and changed did it sound! He shouts of the battle, to awaiting it in a dismal cave shouted again—this time accompanied by a piercing among the rocks, like a condemned criminal the hour cry from Ellie, who had wakened in alarm; and, terof his execution, imprisoned by the rippling waves rified at finding herself in the water, clung, shriekas securely as the felon by the massive walls and iron ing, to him. bolts of his prison.
An answering shout from a well-known voice-the Time wore on, but Arthur grew calmer as the tide sound of oars—a lantern's light gleaming on the rose higher. His defiant feelings had died away, and walls, and a boat forces its way into the cave. he felt how vain it was to struggle against God's " Thank God! we are in time!" burst from the lips will; and though his dreams of earthly glory had of Ellie's father, as he lifts his little daughter into faded, would the welcoming songs of the angels be the boat; and Arthur returns, convulsively, the grasp less sweet, his golden crown less bright on that ac of his brother's outstretched hand. count? While he was thus thinking a little ripple A little longer and the boat nears the shore; and passed gently over his foot, and though it was what as the boatman's cheering shout brings joy to the he had been expecting, he recoiled as if struck by a anxious hearts of the group assembled there, Arthur sudden blow. Ellie still slept; she did not feel the looks back to the scene of the past danger and thinks large tear that fell on her brow as he bent over to of Ellie's verse—“Why are ye so fearful, 0 ye of catch the murmured words that she uttered in her little faith!"-Sharpe's Magazine.
W a y s ide Gleanings.
EVIL COMMUNICATIONS.—Safer is that man, who, dis that he still retained the power of shutting them. One of trusting self, relies on Omnipotent strength to pre
the combatants was wounded. No sooner did he behold the serve him in the midst of allurements and tempta
purplo stream issuing from the body of the unhappy wretch,
than, instead of turning away his eyes, they were arrested tions. He who daily utters the prayer, “Lead us
on the object, and became intoxicated with those brutal com. not into temptation," will seek to avoid not only the
bats. He was no longer the same man: he, by degrees, imevil, but the very appearance of evil. The story of bibed the sentiments of the multitude around him, joined in Aly pius shows how easy it is to fall into hurtful and their shouts and exclamations, and carried away from the dangerous lusts when onco vain curiosity or unright- amphitheater a violent passion for returning; and not only eous desire is indulged.
did he go the second time with those who had inspared him,
but he himself enticed others. Yet this man began at first Alypius, a friend of St. Augustine, was accustomed to hold with an abhorrence of such criminal amusements, and rein the utmost horror and detestation the gladiatorial com
solved to take no part in them; but sad experience taught bats, which were exhibited in the age in which he lived. him, that the best resolutions are insufficient to withstand Being invited one day, by his companions, to be a spectator so great temptation, and that the only way to escape danger of those in human sports, he refused to go. They, however, is to keep at a distance from it. Insisted on his accompanying them, and drew him along May our young people learn by this example to distrust against his will. When they had all taken their seats the their own courage and resolution, and to shun the entertaingames commenced. Alypius shut his eyes, that objects so ments of the stage, and all such diversions, which may prove abominable might not pollute his mind. “Would to God," as injurious to them as these did to Alypius! said Augustine, "he had also stopped his ears!" For having heard a great cry, he suffered himself to be conquered by his READING.–Lord Bacon's terse. Essay on Books is curiosity, and opened his eyes to see what it was, imagining 'well known, and his sentiment respecting reading,
writing, and conversation is often quoted.
him to become emphatic. Having no place to ask for, of more than himself knew the value of reflection in
course we were made unusually welcome, aud honored with
an interview so long that we should have felt ourselves guilty the discipline of the mind; but reading must supply
of intrusion, had we not heard the crowd of hungry appli. the material for a healthy mental action:
cants stamping by the adjoining door. Three very excellent things, and of great utility, are read.
The ThougHTLESSNESS OF WORLDLY Mex.–William ing, conversation, and reflection. By reading, we treat with the dead; by conversation, with the living; and by reflection,
Wilberforce thus writes: with ourselves. Reading enriches the memory, conversation
Often, while in the full enjoyment of all that this world polishes the mind, and reflection informs the judgment.
could bestow, my conscience told me that, in the true sense But of these noble employments of the soul, were we to say
of the word, I was not a Christian. I laughed, I sang, I was which we think the most important, we must confess that
apparently gay and happy; but the thought would steal across reading seems the ground-work of the other two; since with
me--what maduess is all this, to continue easy in a state in out reading, contemplation is fruitless and conversation dull
which a sudden call out of the world would consigo me to and insipid.
everlasting misery, and that when eternal happiness was IMMOBILITY OF COUNTENANCB.-Few persons have
within my grasp! 80 great a command over their countenance as not to EPICUREAN PHILOSOPHY.-The teachings of Epicu. betray the emotions which are passing within. In rus have been often misinterpreted, and especially the school of diplomatists, according to the worldly. his doctrine that pleasure is man's highest earthly wise policy of courts and governments, this is a fac- good. They who confine pleasure to sensuous deulty of no small account. Talleyrand possessed it | lights are not true followers of the old philosopher; in a remarkable degree. Says a celebrated English for in his estimation the pleasures resulting from a letter-writer, speaking of the perfect want of all ex- virtuous habit and an active mind transcend all othpression in Talleyrand's countenance:
Such was the parchment-like character of his face, that if One of his maxims was, that “a happy and immortal beyou were looking at him full in the eye, and a man were to ing had neither any thing to do himself nor occasioned em. salute him behind with a kick, you would not suppose from ployment for others.” This was even among the Greeks his countenance that any thing had bappened.
deemed impious, because he denied Providence; nevertheless,
it seems to be the philosophy of the idle part of mankind to INDUSTRY.-Said the distinguished Chatham to his this day; for they neither do any thing themselves, nor acson, afterward Premier of the English Cabinet: knowledge the care of Providence.
I would have inscribed on the curtains of your bed and the Direct SUPPLICATION.—Right pleasant is the fol. walls of your chamber, if you do not rise early, you can never lowing anecdote illustrating the benefit of immediate make any progress in any thing. If you do not set apart
supplication to the Almighty: your hours of reading; if you suffer yourself, or any one else, to break in upon them, your days will slip through your At a time, not very remote, when the Duke of Gordon and hands, unprofitable, and frivolous, and really unenjoyed by all the lords of that family were Roman Catholics, a Protestyourself.
ant, not unknown to his grace, rented a small farm under
him near Huntley Castle, and from some cause had fallen be. REPUBLICAN SIMPLICITY.-An English writer thus
hindhand in his payments. A vigilant steward, in the describes a visit to the President of the United States
Duke's absence, seized the farmer's stock for arrears of rent, at the White House. He seems surprised to find a and advertised it by the parish crier to be rouped, or sold at total absence of court ceremonial and flummery, and auction, on a fixed day. The Duke happily returned in the remarks upon the extreme simplicity of our repub
interval. His tenant, who knew the road, made the best of lican government:
his way to him. “What is the matter, Donald ?" said the
Duke, as he saw him enter melancholy. Donald told his sor. If you desire to see the chief magistrate of the country by rowful story in a concise and natural manner. It touched day, you walk up to a diminutive and exceedingly plain room the Duke's heart and produced an acquittance in form. on the second floor, where his private apartments are! Only Staring, as he cheerily withdrew, at the pictures and images, a few maps, and a small print of Washington, adorn this he expressed a curiosity to know what they were. “These," most unpretending of all official apartments. A table stands said the Duke with great condescension," these are the saints in the middle of the room surmounted by a few newspapers; who intercede with God for me.” “My lord Duke," said and you are, perhaps, engaged in perusing one of them, when Donald, “would it not be better to apply yourself directly to an unassuming-looking gentleman, the President of the mighty God himself? I went to muckle Sawney Gordon, and to little republic, suddenly enters, and, taking you by the hand, says Sawney Gordon; but, an' I'd not come to your guid grace's he is “glad to see you.” If welcome, or of note, you will be self, I could not ha' got my discharge, and baith I and my conducted by hita into a room half the dimensions, and bairns had been harried." plainer still. It is his private closet, or sitting-room, and its
PURE ENGLISH.- Almost all our noblest sentiments aspect is positively buld. Scarcely a letter or vestigo of paper is to be seen on the table, and some large books of reports
are clothed in pure Saxon English words. Southey, alone adorn the walls. The President, too, is just as unpre- in writing to his friend Bishop Taylor, of Norwich, tending as he looks, and, though eminently self-possessed, as thus rebukes the habit of interlarding essays in unassuming as his apartment. It is difficult to conceive the
the English language with scraps of French and ruler of a great country so plain and so plain without the
Latin: slightest loss of dignity. He addresses all as if they were on a perfect level with himself; and, truth to say, they are so, Let us have your ideas in English-the perspicuous Englishequally now and on his descent from power. He is rarely, such as mere English readers can understand. Ours is a however, treated without respect; and it frequently becomes noble language, a beautiful language. I can tolerate a Ger. nocessary for him, on the other hand, to show that he is a manism for family sake; but he who uses a Latin or a French thorough wide-awake man of the world. The customers be phrase, where a pure old English word does as well, ought to meets with are sometimes rough, the applications he receives be hung, drawn, and quartered for high treason against his are often strange; and it consequently becomes necessary for