coolness, and a clear air. The branches stretched like tertain a serious objection. This, after working like the a roof over us, and a green dimness was all around ex-old scratch for some time, till I really thought I would cept here and there a thin sprinkling of sunshine. It melt in my boots, I discovered was partly caused by the was grotto-like and still. Still save the beating of the strength of Burr applied to a paddle of larger dimensions great forest's heart and the throbbing of its myriad than mine. Whatever Burr did, he did with all his pulses. It was sweet and holy that lonely road of the might. However after a while we managed to twist a wilderness. I say lonely. Not to those however whose sort of corkscrew path to the cove, and we dropped the eyes have penetrated into the depths of Nature, or stone that, attached to a rope, served as an anchor, to whose hearts respond to the exhaustless charms of so- the bottom. We then baited our hooks and threw them litude. Denizens of cities! learn one truth, if your as far as the weight of our heavy "sinkers" would carfactitious life will let you comprehend it. There is ry them out into the water. Burr had all along been more beautiful architecture in the most gnarled and confident of catching a pike of interminable size the distorted tree of the forest than in all the brick walls first "haul" he would make. He had plainly settled it and carved pillars in the universe, and more grace in in his own mind. It was a thing not to be doubted.the humblest shrub waving in the breeze, than in all So taking an awful "chew" of tobacco from his tin box, the "fair" forms put together that mince and wiggle he settled himself at one end of the canoe with looks of along the streets for the special admiration of the dan- mighty import upon his "dobber." I followed his exdies. Speaking of dandies, I wonder what they are ample at the other end. The surface of the pond was made for. For nothing probably but to encourage the perfectly smooth-the fierce sunshine was reflected education of monkeys. from it as from polished steel and beat upon our heads We jolted along slowly, for the old twisted roots don't as though it was determined to find what was inside of allow any ten-miling an hour where they are. We them. Our backs too felt (that is mine did) as though started up the chequered partridge occasionally and there was a slow baking process going on. Burr worked once we caught sight of a bounding deer. Down, down, his mouth industriously and looked as though he saw down we went. At length we saw a bright streak or right down to the very bottom. Yes, just as though the two through the branches upon our right. We turned greatest pike that ever was or ever would be in the an elbow in the road and passing a low saw-mill whose pond was about to take hold of his hook. Still the grating was the first sound we had heard, save our own "dobbers" were motionless, looking like a couple of voices, since we left the turnpike, the pond was before great sleeping spiders. Burr's looks of importance deus. A low shanty was upon the bank, and that, with creased every moment, until turning uneasily in his seat, the saw mill, was the only thing that reminded us of man he took another great wad of tobacco with a snap of in the beautiful solitude. The forests were all around his tin box like the report of a percussion cap and exthe bright water, crowding down even into the very ele- claimed in a ludicrously querulous tone, "Blast the ment itself. It seemed, so close were their walls, that a luck! what the mischief is the matter with the pike." bird's wing could scarcely penetrate. It was unruffled by a breath of wind, and over it brooded a holy and soothing peace. It was religion to gaze upon it. It seemed as though its mute tongue was communing with its Maker. “Hold on,” said I, “ Burr, that great fellow is at your hook now," and in fact the "dobber" did dip as I spoke. "Did'nt I tell you so," said he, grinning as he hauled in his line hand over hand. "Did'nt I tell you I'd have him? See him poke up." And in fact it did poke up in the shape of a black slimy twig that had hitherto been sleeping in the quiet mud of the bottom. Burr did'nt say any thing, he only looked. Consigning our horses to the care of the hospitable settler who occupied the cabin, we got our fishing tackle in order and went to the margin to catch " bait." This is composed of the " shiners" that frequent the shallows, Well, we kept on for an hour or so in a sort of a dog. for the hungry pike dislain the angle worm. Like ged resolution, watching the "dobbers" as they sat on other great personages his ambition is often the cause of the glossy breast of the water, I stretching out occasionhis destruction. After securing a sufficiency of the lit-ally to see whether I was quite baked through or not. tle silvery creatures to tempt the august appetites of the members of the Pike Pond Community, we launched upon the water. Our "gliding bark" was a dug out," that is, the trunk of a tree hollowed out very much like a good sized hog-trough. Our means of propelling it were long paddles. Well, we "paddled" from the margin-broke through the net of waterlilies that is always woven around the borders of our ponds, and taking the range of a tall dead pine at the other end steered boldly across. Our fishing-ground was a deep still cove near the pine. It was confounded hot work, this paddling, for the canoe not only looked like the dinner table of the hog, but had some of the properties of the animal himself. It had a wonderful propensity to move every way but the way we wanted it. To go sideways, and even to turn quite round, was quite an easy thing for it, but to "go ahead" it seemed to en At length Burr seemed to make up his mind that there was no fish in the pond. He therefore tied his line to the side of the "dug out" and composed himself for a nap. As to myself I fell to musing. At length I was wakened out of my revery by a deep sound. I looked around but thought it was only a snore from Burr, and mused on. After a while the sound was repeated but louder. Although I knew that Burr's nose was capable of great things, in fact that it could execute duetts with a trombone, I felt convinced it could yield no such sound as that. I looked around and a bright flash of lightning that glanced through the forests to the southwest told me what was coming. An angry rumble of thunder succeeded the glare and I wakened Burr. The water was still motionless, but a frowning mountain of cloud was rising rapidly above the woods. The pond became black as Acheron. The atmosphere seemed to darken in a moment There was a moist penetrating smell in it like being behind the falling sheet of a cataract. The girdling forests disappeared. Pat, pat, fell the first drops-there was another flash that made the ghastly blue scene quiver-a burst and crash as though the forests were breaking down, and the blast was loosened. The black water was suddenly changed to foam. We had before this succeeded in raising the stone that held the canoe, and in putting her towards the cabin on the bank. Although she rocked a good deal and took in considerable water, the old hog trough behaved better than we expected. We had exchanged paddles and I worked with might and main. We hadn't got far however, before, as though at the signal of another flash and roar, the deluge from the sable heavens fell upon us. It was like plunging into the pond. We were wet through in an instant. But if there was rain to wet there was wind enough to dry in all conscience. I thought we should inevitably upset. There appeared to be no help for it. Slap, slap, came the waves (yes, waves reader) against our boat as though they would not only break it into pieces but entirely overwhelm it. Burr worked with his hands faster than he did with his mouth. At each corner of the latter there was a dark streak. At length there came a flash and peal compared to which the preceding ones had been as nothing. Every thing, the water-the cloudsthe forests, seemed to give a convulsive leap into sulphurous light, and the mighty heart of Nature herself seemed split in twain at a blow. I was looking over my shoulder at the moment. I saw a zigzag streak of intense dazzling whiteness shoot athwart the gloom, down upon the dead pine which I have before noticed. It seared my eyesight for a moment, but while my ears were still ringing with the deafening crash I saw a bright spire of flame stream up from the summit of the pine. The fierce bolt had executed its mission, the dead monarch of the woods had become its prey. High up flashed the flame, it seemed against the sable back ground like the fire on some mighty altar. The crackling reached our ears amidst all the wild sounds of the storm, and a deep blush was painted upon the writhing waters. By gosh, that was a peeler." Such was the exclamation of Burr as he made his paddle go like a churn-handle, whilst I followed suit with my own. On went the old hog trough as though the old Harry was after it, or rather as though Burr was after his imaginary pike. We soon reached the shore, threw the stone behind the log which secured the canoe by the tether, and in a state of fluidity reached the friendly shelter of the cabin. The first Pavement.-The first pavement laid in Philadelphia was in 1749, in Second between Chesnut and High streets, a horse having been mired there and his rider thrown and his leg broke. An Old Shoe.-A few days ago, an old shoe, in perfect shape, was dug up on the battle ground at Valley Forge, which is believed to have been there since the Revolutionary war. Cato pleaded 400 causes, and gained them all. Early Hours. I came to scenes of early hours, That in soft murmurs glided by, I visited again the bower With wreaths of clustering roses hung, We've sat the fragrant flowers among, I thought on all my soul had known, In black misfortune's chilling power. Burke.-It is not true what Goldsmith says of Burke, he did not give up to party any more than Shakspeare gave up to conspiracy, madness, or lust. His was not the nature of the partisan, but of the poet, who is quite other than the partisan. With the faculty proper to genius, he threw himself into the cause he espoused; and the Reflections on the French Revolution and the Impeachment of Warren Hastings were his Othello and Julius Cæsar, wherein himself was lost and the truth of things only observed. The poet, it is said, has in him all the arts and letters of his time. The Illiad is a panorama of Greek civilization in the Homeric age. So Burke in his speeches comprises his era. Hence he could no more be a Radical than a Courtier. The spirit by which he was wedded to what was venerable was one with the spirit in which he welcomed the new births of reformation and liberty. He was consistent with himself. He had no sympathy with those who, like George Fox, would clothe themselves in a suit of leather and nakedly renounce the riches together with the restraints of social life. He did not chafe under the harness of old institutions. Herein appeared not the servility but the greatness of the man; and his homage to the Englisit Constitution was like the chivalrous courtesy which man pays to woman, as beautiful in him to yield, as in her to accept.-The Dial. Fruit. Such is the abundance of fruit, especially peaches, transported this season from New York to Boston, and the towns farther east, that an extra train is run on the Norwich and Worcester railroad expressly for the purpose. The fruit trade between New York and the East increases prodigiously every year. Geographical Terminology of the United States. DERIVED FROM THE INDIAN LANGUAGE. By the term O-ne aw-ga-ra, the Mohawks and their cotribes described on the return of their war excursions, Selected from ONEOTA, or the Red Race of America-DY HENRY R. the neck of water which connects Lake Erie with On SCHOOLCRAFT. Hudson River. -By the tribes who inhabit the area of the present County of Dutchess, and other portions of its eastern banks, as low down as Tappan, this river was called Shatemuc-which is believed to be a derivative from Shata, a swan. The Minisi, who inhabited the west banks, below the point denoted, extending indeed over all the east half of New-Jersey, to the falls of the Raritan, where they joined their kindred the Lenni Lenape, or Delawares proper, called it Mohicanittuck-that is to say, River of the Mohicans. The Mohawks, and probably the other branches of the Iroquois, called it Cahohatatea-a term of which the interpreters who have furnished the word, do not give an explanation. The prefixed term, Caho, it may be observed, is their name for the lower and principal falls of the Mohawk. Sometimes this prefix was doubled, with the particle ha, thrown in between. Hatatea is clearly one of those descriptive and affirmative phrases representing objects in the vegetable and mineral kingdoms, which admitted as we see, in other instances of their compounds, a very wide range. By some of the more westerly Iroquois, the river was called Sanataty. tario. The term is derived from their name for the human neck. Whether this term was designed to have, as many of their names do, a symbolic import, and to denote the importance of this communication in geography, as connecting the head and heart of the country, can only be conjectured. Nor is it, in this instance, probable. When Europeans came to see the gigantic falls which marked the strait, it was natural that they should have supposed the name descriptive of that particular feature, rather than the entire river and portage. We have been assured, however, that it is not their original name for the water-fall, although with them, as with us, it may have absorbed this meaning. Buffalo.-The name of this place, in the Seneca, is Te-ho-sa-ro-ro. Its import is not stated. Detroit.-By the Wyandots, this place is called Teuchsagrondie; by the Lake tribes of the Algic type, Wawe-à-tun-ong: both terms signify the place of the turning or Turned Channel. It has been remarked by visiters who reach this place at night, or in dark weather, or are otherwise inattentive to the courses, that owing to the extraordinary involutions of the current, the sun appears to rise in the wrong place. Chicago. This name, in the late Algonquin dialects, to preserve the same mode of orthography, is derived from Chicagowunzh, the wild onion or leek. The or early settlers of this part of the west. Kaug, in these dialects is a porcupine, and She kaug a polecat. The analogies in these words are apparent, but whether the onion was named before or after the animal, must be judged if the age of the derivation be sought for. Tuscaloosa, a river of Alabama. From the Chacta words tushka, a warrior, and lusa, blach.-[Gallatin.] Arakiske, the Iroquois name for Virginia. Assarigoa, the name of the Six Nations for the Governor of Virginia. Owenagungas, a general name of the Iroquois fcr the New England Indians. Oteseontco, a spring which is at the head of the river Delaware. Albany.—The name by which this place was known to the Iroquois, at an early day, was Schenectady, a term which, as recently pronounced by a daughter of Brant, yet living in Canada, has the still harsher sound of Skoh-thography is French, as they were the discoverers and nek-ta-ti, with astress on the first, and the accent strongly on the second syllable, the third and fourth being pronounced rapidly and short. The transference of this name, to its present location, by the English, on the bestowal on the place by Col. Nichols, of a new name, derived from the Duke of York's Scottish title, is well known, and is stated, with some connected traditions, by Judge Benson, in his eccentric memoir before the New-York Historical Society. The meaning of this name, as derived from the authority above quoted, is Beyond the Pines, having been applied exclusively in ancient times, to the southern end of the ancient portage path, from the Mohawk to the Hudson. By the Minci, who did not live here, but extended, however, on the west shore above Coxsackie, and even Coeymans, it appears to have been called Gaishtinic. The Mohegans, who long continued to occupy the present area of Rensselaer and Columbia counties, called it Pempotawuthut, that is to say, the City or Place of the Council Fire. None of these terms appear to have found favor with the European settlers, and, together with their prior names of Beaverwyck and Fort Orange, they at once gave way, in 1664, to the present name. A once noted eminence, three miles west, on the plains, i. e. Trader's Hill, was called Isutchera, or by prefixing the name for a hill, Yonondio Isutchera. It means the hilling current had carried off her valued utensil. Nia Ninof oil. Norman's Kill, which enters the Hudson a little below, the Mohawks called Towasentha, a term which is translated by Dr. Yates, to mean, a place of many dead. Niagara.—It is not in unison, perhaps, with general expectation, to find that the exact translation of this name does not entirely fulfil poetic pre-conception. Ontonagon; a considerable river of Lake Superior, noted from early times for the large mass of native copper found on its banks. This name is said to have been derived from the following incident. It is known that there is a small bay and dead water for some distance within its mouth. In and out of this embayed water, the lake alternately flows, according to the influence of the winds, and other causes, upon its level. An Indian woman had left her wooden dish, or Onagon, on the sands, at the shore of this little bay, where she had been engaged. On coming back from her lodge, the outflow do-nau-gon! she exclaimed, for it was a curious piece of workmanship. That is to say-Alas! my dish! Chuah-nah-whah-hah, or Valley of the Mountains. A new pass in the Rocky Mountains, discovered within a few years. It is supposed to be in N. latitude about 40°. The western end of the valley gap is 30 miles wide, which narrows to 20 at its eastern termination; it then turns oblique to the north, and the opposing sides appear to close the pass, yet there is a narrow way quite to the foot of the mountain. On the summit there is a large beaver pond, which has outlets both ways, but the eastern stream dries early in the season, while there is a continuous flow of water west. In its course, it has several beautiful but low cascades, and terminates in a placid and delightful stream. The pass is now used by emigrants. Aquidneck.-The Narragansett name for Rhode Island. Roger Williams observes that he could never obtain the meaning of it from the natives. The Dutch, as appears by a map of Novi Belgii, published at Amsterdam in 1659, called it Roode Eylant, or Red Island, from the autumnal color of its foliage. The present term, as is noticed, in Vol. III. of the Collections of the R. I. Hist. Soc. is derived from this. Incapatchow, a beautiful lake in the mountains at the sources of the river Hudson.-[Chas. F. Hoffman, Esq.] Housatonic; a river originating in the southwestern part of Massachusetts, and flowing through the State of Connecticut into Long Island Sound, at Stratford. It is a term of Mohegan origin. This tribe, on retiring eastward from the banks of the Hudson, passed over the High-lands into this inviting valley. We have no transmitted etymology of the term, and must rely on the general principles of their vocabulary. It appears to have been called the valley of the stream beyond the Mountains, from ou, the notarial sign of wudjo, a mountain, atun, a generic phrase for stream or channel, and ic, the inflection for locality. Wea-nud-nec.-The Indian name, as furnished by Mr. O'Sullivan, [D. Rev.] for Saddle Mountain, Massachusetts. It appears to be a derivative from Wa-we-a, round, i. e. anything round or crooked, in the inanimate creation. Ma-hai-we; The Mohegan term, as given by Mr. Bryant [N. Y. E. P.] for Great Barrington, Berkshire county, Massachusetts. and set, as well as those in at and ak, denoted locality in these various tribes. We see also, in the antipenultimate Chu, the root of Wudjo, a mountain. Ta-ha-wus, a very commanding elevation, several thousand feet above the sea, which has, of late years, been discovered at the sources of the Hudson, and named Mount Marcy. It signifies, he splits the sky[Charles F. Hoffman, Esq.] Mong, the name of a distinguished chief of New England, as it appears to be recorded in the ancient pictorial inscription on the Dighton Rock, in Massachusetts, who flourished before the country was colonized by the English. He was both a war captain and a prophet, and employed the arts of the latter office to increase his power and influence in the former. By patient application of his ceremonial arts, he secured the confidence of a large body of men, who were led on, in the attack on his enemies, by a man named Piz-hu. In this onset, it is claimed that he killed forty men, and lost three. To the warrior who should be successful in this enterprise, he had promised his youngest sister.— [Such are the leading events symbolized by this inscription, of which extracts, giving full details, as interpreted by an Indian chief, now living, and read before the Am. Ethnological Society, in 1843, will be furnished, in a subsequent number.] Tioga. A stream, and a county of the State of NewYork. From Teoga, a swift current, exciting admiration. Dionderoga, an ancient name of the Mohawk tribe, for the site at the mouth of the Schoharie creek, where Fort Hunter was afterwards built.-[Col. William L. Stone.] Almouchico, a generic name of the Indians for New England, as printed on the Amsterdam map of 1659, in which it was stated that it was thus "by d'inwooders genaemt." (So named by the natives.) Irocoisia, a name bestowed in the map above quoted, on that portion of the present State of Vermont, which lies west of the Green mountains, stretching along the eastern bank of Lake Champlain. By the application of the word, it is perceived that the French were not alone in the use they made of the apparently derivative term "Iroquois," which they gave to the (then) Five Nations. Massachusetts.-This was not the name of a particular tribe, but a geographical term applied, it should seem, to that part of the shores of the North Atlantic which is swept by the tide setting into and around the peninsula of Cape Cod, and the wide range of coast tending southerly. It became a generic word, at an early day, for the tribes who inhabited this coast. It is said to be a word of Narragansett origin, and to signify the Blue Hills. This is the account given of it by Roger Williams, who was told by the Indians that it had its origin from the appearance of an island off the coast. It would be more in conformity to the general requisitions of ethnography, to denominate the language the New-England-Algonquin, for there are such great resemblances in the vocabulary, and such an identity in grammatical construction in these tribes, that we are constantly in danger, by partial conclusions as to original supremacy, of doing injustice. The source of origin was doubtless west and southwest, but we cannot stop at the Narragansetts, who were themselves deriva-thou art told of immortal regions where thou shalt wantive from tribes still farther south. The general meaning given by Williams seems, however, to be sustained, so far as can now be judged. The termination in ett, Childhood.-Ah! Childhood-beautiful mystery !— how does nature lie all around thee, as a treasure house of wonders. Sweet and gentle season of being! whose flowers bring on the period of ripening, or bloom but to wither and fade in their loveliness-time of "thickcoming" joys and tears! of tears that pass quickly away, as if they did not belong to thee, of joys that linger and abide long and yet make the long day short-time of weakness; yet of power to charm the eye of sages from their lore. Childhood! what a mystery is there in thy unfolding faculties, that call forth wonder from those that gaze upon thee, and seem to thyself at times almost as if they were strange reminiscences of an earlier being? What mystery is there in thy thoughts when der onward and onward forever, and sayest even to the teaching voice of authority, "it cannot, father! it cannot be.”—Dewey. Intemperance, BY ATTICUS. Among the many causes that contribute to man's physical and moral destruction, one of the most prominent is Intemperance. The youth starts forward in life with natural hopes and justifiable expectations. Education has cultivated his powers and enlarged his views. The hopes of a fond parent are set upon his advancement and he looks forward to life as the theatre of his fame and prosperity. But the openness of his temper and the simplicity of his heart are his greatest enemies, for they expose him to the influence of evil example and friendship designing and false. He is drawn into the midnight revel, he is gayest amidst the gay, his voice is loudest in the bacchanalian song. Here Intemperance presents its first cup-it is sparkling to the eye and gratifying to the taste. The tempest is near but it is unseen-the abyss is before his feet but its edge is covered with flowers. Repeated draughts but enhance the fascination, and it is not until he finds friends, health and character gone that he awakes fully to his condition. Too frequently then does the cold pointing finger of scorn weave the shroud of his perfect destruction. From the blackness of his future a hand is stretched forth, not to wave him back, but with demonlike grasp to drag him deeper and deeper within that frowning depth. The shattered bark of his existence drives onward and onward, night, dark starless night around him, the tempest whistling through his tattered sails, with the waves of destruction beneath him and the helm yielded from despair. The man on whose brow middle age has set its signet is blessed with a wife whom he loves, and children that look to him for protection. He toils industriously for their support, prosperity smiles upon him, he is winning an enviable name amongst his fellow men. The sphere of his usefulness is wide, the eye of poverty brightens at his approach and the heart of the afflicted is gladdened with his presence. But the picture is changed-a cloud is upon it charged to bursting with the thunderbolts of Intemperance. The last brand has decayed upon the household hearth-the midnight moon beams pure and holy through the broken casement upon the form of the wife bending over the couch of her dying infant. A rustleit is the sweeping of the wind-a footstep, it is that of the heedless passer-by. Where is that voice which has sworn to protect her in her path through life-where is that arm which is bound to sustain her in all her sorrows. Go seek in the haunts of riot and revelry, where the tongue is loudest in ribald glee and horrid blasphemy, and behold the husband insulting with the overflow of his intoxicated passions the magnificence of the night which bends over still and solemn like the visible presence of a sin-hating God. He has fallen forever. The red sunken eye-the inflamed countenance, the trembling limbs, all proclaim the change. He looks to the world, it is a blank—he turns to his own heart and memory is there a solitary mourner over the tomb of happiness. But another form presents itself to our gaze. His hair is white with age, his form is bent beneath the weight of years. The hours of his life are numbered— yea, the very last grain is dropping. He lies upon his couch, and the spectres of former years are crowding upon the walls. These are the shadows of noble impulses and generous feelings, lofty aspirations and sunThe walls around him are those of a madhouse-his couch light hopes, and their murderer was Intemperance. is loathsome straw. The damps of death are upon his brow, no affectionate hand wipes them away. The the eye that must soon close rolls and burns in the hor tongue that must soon stiffen utters nought but shrieksrors of madness. He tears his white locks and strives to escape from the chill serpent-like folds that are winding around his limbs. In vain-they creep faster and faster around him, until he feels the last pang and breathes his last. Such are the evils of Intemperance. The Soldier's Death. The sun had sunk in the crimson west, From the summer stream and mountain's breast, The zephyrs trembled the roses through, As still as if life had fled away. Sunken and dim and fixed was his eye, As he lay so pale and silently; The tender grass that was round him spread, And many a scar was graven there; Faint, for the angel of death was near; |