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“My friends," she began, with a sweet, 80- , terfere with your purpose of worship, and lemn tone, between entreaty and reproof, “since leave your minds unquiet and your thoughts you are disappointed with regard to your mi- wandering?” nister, perbaps you will be willing to hear a Thus the gentle monitor opened her truly few words from one who, though personally a extempore sermon, and, passing from one topic stranger. feels a true interest in you, and who to another as she proceeded with her remonwould fain help you forward, even ever so strance, she touched on many points of scriplittle, in the religious life. Your desire to have ture and of practical religion, until her authe gospel preached to you, shows that you dience forgot their disappointment, or rememare, at least in some measure, seeking that bered it only to rejoice at it. The prejudice life, and my mind has been drawn towards you against a woman's pretending to teach in pubas I observed the dependence you seemed to lic, though peculiarly strong among coarse and feel on the ministrations of the person expected. unlettered people, melted before the feminine It has certainly seemed strange to me that so grace and modesty with which the speaker was much uneasiness and commotion should have so largely endowed; and when she finished, and been occasioned by the failure of a particular resumed her seat and her bonnet, there were person to conduct your worship. "God is a few present who would not gladly have agreed spirit, and they that worship Him must' wor- to hear her every Sunday. How they would ship Him in spirit.' Now you, every one of have relished her silence, or whether her arguyou, brought with you to this house this morn- ments had done anything towards convincing ing a spirit, in and by which alone you can them that the heart may worship though no worship accéptably. You have here before word be spoken, we can only conjecture; for you the book containing the revealed word, in before another Sabbath, the persuasive eye and which you could find wherewithal to direct and voice had departed on some mission to the fargovern your thoughts on this occasion; why ther West, and we never again enjoyed her then should the absence of any mere man in- ministry of love in Tue LoG SCHOOLHOUSE.

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THE DEPARTURE,

OR INCIDENTS IN THE REVOLUTIONARY WAR.

BY THE AUTHOR OF THE DOCTOR'S THIRD PATIENT.'

Did my reader ever see an “Indian sum- portfolio in her arms. He hardly noticed her, mer,” as we, in all the northern parts of the till she half paused, and with a comical look United States, witness it every autumn? It said, comes late in autumn, after the rich glories of “So, Henry Buel, you have come to be a summer are past-after the trees have yielded fool with the rest of us!” their fruits, and their foliage is either gone or Why, Kitty! is that you ?" touched and painted by the frosts. The sky “It's me, or my ghost. But what are you wears a robe of softest blue, and the most de- here for ?” licious haze rests upon the landscape; the “Why, to attend the funeral, to be sure. I winds sleep, and the clouds float like piles of have come down out of the woods to bury the pearl, crested and fluted and polished; and dead,” and then added in a low voice, “maythough the green of nature is faded, yet Nature be to see a resurrection, too!" herself is robed in a loveliness, calm and inde- “What a strange fellow you are! I suppose scribable. It is Summer, giving us her last you would go further to see this mock funeral, smiles, ere she falls into the cold grave which than if all the rest of us should die, or even kill Winter will dig, covering up her children in a ourselves for your sport!” winding-sheet of snow, and transfixing her “Now don't be trying that to see, Kitty. streams with his cold, icy spear. This short But where are you going so early ?” period used to be seized upon by the Indian to "Oh! I am going with my father. But you complete whatever might be necessary about are such a whig that I'm afraid to tell you anyhis wigwam or traps, or preparation for winter. thing. But my father is going to his log Hence it has always been called “the Indian cottage,' as he calls it, till these times have summer.” The squirrels come out and do their gone past, and the people are ready to obey last foraging; the wild fowls take their last the Bible and honour the King, as you Purilooks upon the northern lakes before leaving, tans might read, if you chose !” and the timid deer comes out of the forest to “Well, we won't quarrel now, dear Kitty, graze in the warm sun, ere he exchanges his because I know you think just as I do about summer diet for bushes and shoots.

these things—and—” It was early in the morning of the 1st of You don't know any such thing, Mr. Henry November, 1765, on one of these lovely days, Buel," and she tossed her pretty head most that a canoe was seen coming down the Pis- scornfully. “Whether I do or not,” she added cataqua River, in New Hampshire, and making after a pause, “I am glad that my poor father towards the then little town of Portsmouth. is going where he won't be so vexed, and where The canoe was made of a single pine tree, and none of you naughty whigs can find him.” though she moved slowly and heavily, yet she “ He must go a great way off, if he means to was not ungraceful. In her bow was stuck the get rid of one—at any rate." waving branch, fresh from a young pine; and The beautiful girl blushed, stammered somein the stern sat a youth alono, about twenty thing, shook her little hand and went on her years old. He was dressed in homespun and way. Just then the sun began to peep from home-made clothes, with a beaver-skin cap, the east, and the moment his golden form was around which was a black piece of crape, seen, the bells from the town began to toll which hung streaming out behind. On his slowly and solemnly. Black ribands were hung arms, just above each elbow, was another huge on the door handles, and mufiled drums began strip of old crape. It was evident that he was to beat. At an early hour the crowds began in deep mourning, or at least affecting to be. to assemble near the old court house, and long He landed just above the village, drew his before noon, it seemed as if “everybody” was canoe out of the water, and made his way into there. It was the day appointed by Royal the town. Hardly had he entered it, before he Proclamation, for the first distribution of the met a girl about sixteen years of age, tripping stamp paper, forced upon the Colonies by the her way hastily along the street, with a large British Parliament, and so indignantly rejected

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by the Colonies. The countenances of all hill, sloping eastward, down to the river.

On evinced trouble, fear, and a scowl of daring. the north and south the country had been About eleven o'clock the marshals had formed cleared up; but on the west lay a forest, unexthe procession. The pall-bearers had gone into plored, and which reached back to the Great the court-house, and all stood silent. All had Lakes. When the new-made soldier first arsome grave badge of mourning about their per- rived at the camp, he saw what seemed to be

The bells had not stopped tolling since careless gaiety and leisure; but he soon found sunrise. Presently there came out, borne upon that behind the most glittering uniforms and the shoulders of men, a new bier, on which was parades, there were such things as poor and placed a superb coffin. It was richly orna- insufficient food, lodgings on the cold ground, mented, with a drooping eagle, spreading his without a covering, wounds that were not feeble wings over it. On the coffin-lid, in large dressed, sickness without nursing, and disletters, was printed “ LIBERTY, AGED CXLV. tresses without alleviation, and often without YEARS," dating her birth in 1620, at the landing compassion. Every selfish feeling of the heart of the Pilgrims on Plymouth Rock. With slow had full play. There were watchings and marchtread, and muffled drum, and tolling bell, the ings amid autumnal storms and winter sleet, coffin was carried to the grave, and let down and often the officers were unfeeling, and even gently, amid the firing of minute guns. After inhuman. About mid-day, a solitary soldier resting in the grave, an oration was pronounced was seen returning to the camp, without arms over this friend of the people, eloquent and of any kind. He had been off to a log house stirring, and terribly severe upon the authors almost four miles distant, but why he had been of her death. Scarcely had the oration closed, there no one knew. He was thoughtful, sober, and they were preparing to fill up the grave, and apparently greatly perplexed. He was a when our young canoe-man leaped up on the noble fellow, commonly known as “the Puridirt which came out of the grave and cried, tan,” because he read his Bible regularly, · Hold, hold! I see her move! She ain't

never used profane language, never drank, and dead yet! She's only taken too much of their

never quarrelled. Yet all knew that he was doctor-stuff! She's just awaking! Don't bury no coward. In the daily drill, leaping litches her!”

and fences, carrying burdens, firing at the Like wildfire the spark caught and spread. target, or acting the scout, he had no superior. There was a loud shout, and up came the For the last few days there had been quite a coffin. The drums struck up a lively beat, stir in the little encampment, by a danger, new the procession was re-formed, the badges were and mysterious. It was found that the sentinel torn off the arms and thrown into the grave; at the stand near the woods, on the west, had the bells rang aloud with a merry peal, and been missing every night. No traces of him “LIBERTY REVIVED” was hastily scrawled and were to be found. They could not have destuck over the coffin, while the multitudes serted, because the patrols at the north and marched and shouted through the streets. The south would have intercepted them, and because young man who applied the torch at the right they would not dare to attempt to penetrate an moment, whether by design or accident, was interminable forest on the west. Some of them, pressed into the selectest of the company, and too, were such characters as would never desert. became at once quite a hero. He bore it all For nearly a dozen nights, the sentinel had very meekly, and the ladies all declared the thus mysteriously disappeared. The men were young fellow was better educated than he was not ashamed to refuse to take the post. Some dressed. The day was closed with a great thought the Evil One had too much to do with supper, at which all partook who chose, with it. The humane but perplexed commander patriotic speeches, sentiments, and prophecies next called for volunteers, and none but the as to the future. At a late hour, Henry Buel bravest offered themselves. But the result was sought his canoe, and leaving the town far the same. No braver men lived than some who behind, paddled far up the beautiful Piscata- were thus taken away. As the soldier whom I qua—now starlit in the centre, and shaded by have mentioned, slowly bent his steps towards overhanging trees on either bank.

his tent, with his eyes on the ground, he was Several years after this event, a part of the met by his Captain, with a face hardly less army under General Gates was encamped in anxious. He thus addressed him: the valley of the Hudson, watching the move- “Well, Buel, you have got back quick. Have ments of Burgoyne, previous to the battle in you made any discovery? Our Colonel is conwhich he surrendered. It was a small number founded, and relies on you to ferret out the of men who were selected especially to take mystery, and intimates that it will be as good the post of observation. As they were sur- as a captain's commission, if you can do it.” rounded by hostile Indians, it was also a post “ Truce to his intimations, Captain. I have of danger. They were encamped on a side obtained no great light, and yet enough to

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