anything but impossibilities; and I know that the conquest of British America is an impossibility. 4. You cannot, my lords, you cannot conquer America. What is your present situation there? We do not know the worst; but we know that in three campaigns we have done nothing, and suffered much. You may swell every expense, accumulate every assistance, and extend your traffic to the shambles of every German despot: your attempts will be forever vain and im'potent - doubly so, indeed, from this mercenary aid on which you rely; for it irritates, to an incurable resentment, the minds of your adversaries, to overrun them with the mercenary sons of rapine and plunder, devoting them and their possessions to the rapacity of hireling cruelty. If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country I never would lay down my armsnever, never, never! 5. But, my lords, who is the man that, in addition to the disgraces and mischiefs of the war, has dared to authorize and associate to our arms the tomahawk and scalping-knife of the savage? - to call into civilized alliance the wild and inhuman inhabitant of the woods?- to delegate to the merciless Indian the defence of disputed rights, and to wage the horrors of this barbarous war against our brethren? My lords, these enormities cry aloud for redress and punishment. But, my lords, this barbarous measure has been defended, not only on the princes of policy and necessity, but also on those of morality; for it is perfectly allowable," says Lord Suffolk, "to use all the means which God and nature have put into our hands." 6. I am astonished, I am shocked, to hear such principles confessed; to hear them avowed in this house, or in this country. My lords, I did not intend to encroach so much on your attention, but I cannot repress my indignation-I feel myself impelled to speak. My lords, we are called upon, as members of this house, as men, as Christians, to protest against such horrible barbarity! "That God and nature have put into our hands!" What ideas of God and nature that noble lord may entertain, I know not; but I know that such detestable principles are equally abhorrent to religion and humanity. 7. What! to attribute the sacred sanction of God and nature to the massacres of the Indian scalping-knife! to the cannibal savage, torturing, murdering, devouring, drinking the blood of his mangled victims! Such notions shock every precept of morality, every feeling of humanity, every sentiment of honor. These abominable principles, and this more abominablc avowal of them, demand the most decisive indignation. LORD CHATHAM. CIX. SHORT POETICAL EXTRACTS. 1. IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL. Beattie. When Fate, relenting, lets the flower revive? No! Heaven's immortal spring shall yet arrive; Bright through the eternal year of Love's triumphant reign.. 2. SONNET. EI Anon. THE honey-bee that wanders all day long Seek only to draw forth the hidden sweet 3. DESCRIPTION OF LORD CHATHAM. · Cowper. IN him Demosthenes was heard again; Would strive to make a Paul or Tully stand. 4. THE SOUL. Montgomery. THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found. The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image, freed from clay, The sun is but a mark of fire, A transient me-teor in the sky; Shall never die! 5. CHAMOUNIE AND MONT BLANC. - Coleridge. YE ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet?"God!" let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer; and let the ice-plains echo, "God!" "God!" sing ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice- 6. HALLOWED GROUND. - Campbell. WHAT's hallowed ground?—T is what gives birth And your high priesthood shall make earth. CX. THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL. 1. VITAL spark of heavenly flame! 2. Hark! they whisper; angels say, What is this absorbs me quite, Polycarp, one of the fathers of the Christian church, suffered martyrdom at Smyrna, in the year of our Lord 167, during a general persecution of the Christians. 1. " Go, Lictor,EI lead the prisoner forth, let all the assembly stay, 2. The heathen spake: "Renounce aloud thy Christian heresy!”— me. "But if thy stubborn heart refuse thy Saviour to deny, Thy age shall not avert my wrath; thy doom shall be to die!""Think not, O judge! with menaces, to shake my faith in God; If in His righteous cause I die, I gladly kiss the rod."- 3. "Blind wretch ! doth not the funeral pile thy vaunting faith appall?""No funeral pile my heart alarms, if God and duty call." "Then expiate thy insolence; ay, perish in the fire! Go, Lictor, drag him instantly forth to the funeral pyre!"EI The Lictor dragged him instantly forth to the pyre; with bands He bound him to the martyr's stake, he smote him with his hands. 4. "Abjure thy God," the Prætor said, " and thou shalt yet be free." "No," cried the hero, "rather let death be my destiny!" The Prætor bowed: the Lictor laid with haste the torches nigh: Forth from the fagots burst the flames, and glanced athwart the sky; The patient champion at the stake with flames engirdled stood, Looked up with rapture-kindling eye, and sealed his faith in blood. Anon CXII. DUFAVEL'S ADVENTURE IN THE WELL. PART FIRST. 1. ONE morning, early in September, 1836, as Dūfavel', one of the laborers employed in sinking a well at a place near Lyons, in France, was about to descend, in order to begin his work, one of his companions called out to him not to go down, as the ground was giving way, and threatened to fall in.. Dufavel, however did not profit by the warning, but, exclaiming, "I shall have |