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fable trespass on the domain of Dermid, and refused to give? up the delinquent. Fitzmurchard finding that he could not storm the Castle of Balclutha, nor bring its owner to single combat, resolved to take him by surprise. For this purpose they laid in ambush for several days, and at length surprised him, attended by an unusually small train, several of whom were killed in the onset. Donogh was soon in an almost defenceless state, and therefore fought like a desperado, dealing the work of death about him manfully. Dermid, fell by the might of his powerful arm a lifeless corpse at his feet. The infuriated assailants, seeing their brave chief was no more, became perfectly outrageous, and, terrible havoc ensued among the followers of O'Daly, most of whom were put to death. The chief himself, having received a deep wound in the breast from a pike, bled profusely, and seeing that further resistance were vain, he fled, still pursued by Fitzmurchard's train, towards Lough Rhea, and leaping into a skiff, attempted, though faint from loss of blood, to push from the shore; but the sturdy combatants, with strong and nervous muscle, threw large pieces of broken rock upon the wounded chief, who, struggling till the last moment against a host of foes, sank to the bottom of Lough Rhea, never to rise again. (To be continued.)

Hope is the loveliest, brightest ray,
That heaven has lent to cheer our way,
Life has no light beside:"

So poets sing; yet I believe,

Like other flatterers, she'll deceive,

And in the dark, her followers leave

To seek some better guide.

'Tis true, no object of the sight,
Distant, or dark, but her false light
Can gild or gloss it o'er;

But chase the phantom, and you'll find
You only strive to grasp the wind,
"Tis disappointment all behind,
Though all is bright before.

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Thus when I'm absent from thy sight,
Too oft', alas, my wretched plight,
I wish myself with thee;

Resolv'd my heart, next time we meet,
Shall lay its homage at thy feet,
And think my bliss will be complete,
For thine will favor me.

Yet when we meet, by some strong spell
My tongue is tied :-thou know'st it well,
Thou see'st it with surprise;

But let not this thy wonder move,
Silence is eloquent in love,

O hear it, and its truth approve,
O read it in my eyes

Birmingham.

B

G.T. B.

STANZAS,

BY MISS EMMA LOUISA SARGEANT.

Farewell, dearest friend of my heart,

You deem it a final adieu;

Yet though in this world we are destined to part,
A brighter one opes to our view:

A world where felicity reigns,

Where the soul's a partaker of bliss ;
Oh! 'tis this reflection robs death of its pains,-
Let it sweeten our last parting kiss:

Let it dry up the tears in our glistening eyes,
Let it check in our bosoms the labouring sighs.

Oh! think of the joys we shall feel,

When our souls are united in heaven; Let us fly to religion, her soothings can heal The breast which misfortune has riven:

Without thee, sweet soother of woe,

How dark were the path we must tread ;
No feelings of pleasure our bosoms could know,
No light o'er our prospects be shed:

No hope, when we part, of uniting above,
Where all will be harmony, pleasure, and love.

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and

Soon, soon will this life pass away
And with it affliction shall cease;
Let hope's brightest vision thy sorrows allay,
She points to a mansion of peace;
Let us bow with submissive content,

And soon we shall reach the blest shore,
Where ages unceasing in pleasures are spent,
Where sorrow depresses no more;

Where glories to mortals unknown we shall see,
Where, together, we'll bend to Jehovah the knee.
Religion our footsteps shall guide,

Whilst we through this wilderness rove,
In sorrow or joy we in Thee will confide,
Who is our Protector above;

8.Then away with depression and gloom,
Though fate has decreed us to sever;

We have but to step o'er the bounds of the tomb,
And our souls are united for ever:

Oh! when such sweet prospects are brought to our view,
We can smile through our tears while we utter adieu.

Isle of Wight.

LINES ON A RINGLET.

I gaze upon this raven curl,
And joyous dreams arise,
While memory and fancy wake
Scenes that the feelings prize.
I view again the placid brow,
Where other ringlets sleep,
The features fair where gladness toys,
Like sunbeams on the deep.

I press again the rosy lips,

Fragrant as a flower,

And clasp once more the sylphine form,

That in the festive hour

Tripp'd in the social joyous dance,
As blithesome as a fay,

The happiest of the happy throng,
The gayest of the gay.

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During the three years of my absence from home, death i had made cruel havock among ny kindied. My father was no more; and of the six brothers and sisters whom 1 had left: behind me, three only survived. William, a fine grown, ruddy, handsome youth, who worked for the different farmers in the neighbourhood; Daniel, who contributed his scanty earnings to the general store, by employment in his father's business; my little sister Phoebe, and my infirm parent, who, at the moment of my arrival, was out in the fields, gleaning a meal for herself and children, from the few scattered ears. of corn which her weakness would enable her to collect, were all who remained of cur once large family circle.

While I was yet in the shop, Daniel came home to his dinner, I glanced into the room into which he entered; and," as he pushed open the door, beheld preparation for three persons, made on a little round table, on which were spread a small piece of discoloured fat bacon, and a large yellow cabbage; the whole of which might have been readily devoured by one hungry, hard-working man. The thought was too much for me to bear; tears started to my eyes; I rushed out of the cottage, and returned immediately to the inn; where, calling for a pen and ink, I sat down to acquaint my mother with my arrival, and prepare her for an interview; as it was evident that I must be greatly changed, since neither my brother nor my sister appeared, in the smallest degree, to have recognized me.

I had written down one page of my letter, but, on reading it over, was so much dissatisfied with it, that I tore it in pieces. I commenced a second, which shared the same fate. I then started up, determined to discover myself at once; but from an apprehension that the shock might overpower my feeble parent, revoked my hasty resolution, and, after another attempt, succeeded in, composing a letter that pleased me. It was not written in my own name, but as if by a person who was acquainted with my existence and welfare; and requesting that, if Mrs. Howard was desirous of obtaining any farther information, she would send to Mr. Smith, at the King's Head, who would answer every inquiry. Accordingly, that same evening, I was somewhat surprised by the appearance of both my brothers; to whom, after maintaining my assumed character for a short time, I fully declared myselfy but enjoined them to be very cautious in revealing the truth to my mother. We did not separate till late that eveningy but on descending to breakfast, on the next morning, I was delighted to find my mother and sister, drest in their best apparel, awaiting my appearance in the parlour, where they had been staying for upwards of an hour, but would not suffer the waiter to call me.

I will not attempt to describe our meeting; a thousand feelings of pleasure and of pain mingled in our embrace; my mother but I am becoming prolix; it is enough, therefore, to say, that it was finally agreed upon that my mother, my youngest brother, and dear Phoebe, should go to reside at Liverpool, where I could procure a situation for Daniel, in the house of a merchant there, with whom I was well acquainted; and that my eldest brother, William, should accompany me back to America; where he might exercise his experience in agriculture, with great advantage. To confess the truth, there was a fair attraction on the other side of the Atlantic, that rendered me impatient to return.

Mr. Henley had one lovely daughter, a bewitching creature, scarcely yet sixteen, named Adelaide; my heart confessed her charms; her father sanctioned my addresses; and it was understood, that at the expiration of another year we were to be united.

I tenderly bade adieu to my family at Liverpool, and accompanied by William, set sail for New York; where we