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THE ARTIST.

For the Poughkeepsie Casket.
DRAWING.

LETTER 1.

Young Ladies:-As the pleasing amusement of drawing now forms an important part of fe. male accomplishments, and is taught as almost a necessary branch of your education, we flatter ourselves that a column of each number of the Casket cannot be occupied with a subject more acccptable to your taste than a brief,though perspicuous, treatise upon the manner of acquiring and applying a knowledge of the art. Aside from the amusement to be derived from such an accomplishment, you may often find it advantageously brought into practical use, whether your lives are spent amid the quiet scenes of the domestic circle, or the exciting toils and pleasures of the traveller.

portrait, miniature, and animals; and under the
latter, land and marine subjects, fruit and flow.
ers, architecture and still life.

Historical drawing is the representation of
historical facts, allegorical or mythological sub-
jects, or any scene wherein human figures form
a conspicuous part.

THE ESSAYIST.

For the Poughkeepsie Casket. MENTAL DISCIPLINE. Messrs. Editors,-If you are of those who, whi necessarily engaged in the business affairs of a tive life, delight often to pause and reflect upon Portrait and miniature drawing is the delinc- the characters and events which are passing be. ation of the features and figure of any particu. fore them, you must be sensible how much of the lar person: the former the natural size, the latter fruit of that experience has been lost by the trea smaller. chery of memory, which can now recall but comLandscape consists in the delincation of unani. paratively few of the incidents of by-gone years; ted nature, associating land and water, architec-|| ture, et cetera.

Birds and fishes are classed under the head of animal drawing, whilst shells and insects may be considered as belonging to fruit and flower painting.

MATERIALS.

The first care of the student should be to pro. cure good materials, consisting of black-lead || pencils, chalk, port crayons, stumps, paper, drawing-board, India rubber, rulers, brushes, colors, sponge, and a pair of compasses. At the commencement, black-lead pencils, paper and India rubber are sufficient for the learner. As you progress, other materials may be added.

"As an accomplishment,' says an eminent English artist, it is certain to bring neither regret, anxiety, fatigue of body, or enervation of the mind. What other recreation can we say as much of. The theatre is almost always quit. ted with a certain feeling of regret, should the play have been good, or of weariness and disgust if bad. Cards, though in nothing but a family game of whist, excite the passions and cause anxiety. Dancing, riding, walking, and every other exercise, however necessary for health, are more or less productive of fatigue; whilst the novel, even the best, always produces an enervation of the mental faculties, which incapacitates the reader for the proper fulfilment of his or her more serious occupations. Music, of a long list of amusements, is perhaps the only one which cannot be taxed with the above objec, tions, though, at the same time, there are circumstances which render it inferior to drawing. It can never be practised in the same room with the literary student; it can very rarely be admitted into that of the sick; and it is a complete bar to the conversation of the person who is playing. With all these advantages, one of the greatest we have not mentioned, and which WILL and OUGHT to have weight with every person whose income is not very great. This advantage consists in the trifling expenses which || paper. When dry, it is cut to a point for use. are incident to learning to draw, compared with those of almost every other accomplishment.' Drawing, considered as an acquirement, is both elegant and useful to both sexes. To the traveller, the mechanic, or the military tactician, it seems an almost indispensable requisite. The traveller renders his descriptions of countries and their objects, either of natural history, science or art, tenfold more interesting than by a bare recital of faets concerning things to which the imagination is obliged to give form and dimensions. It is a useful accomplishment in social life, and often awakens emotions of pleasure which might clse have slumbered in forgetful. ness forever. The slightest sketch will often bring to mind the recollection of circumstances which have escaped the memory in the lapse of years, and place before us images of the longforgotten past, with a fidelity more perfect than the best journal.

Pencils are usually marked as follows: B. B, very black; B. black; H. B. hard and black; F. fine, not very black; H. hard; H. H. very hard. The H. H., the H., the H. B., and the B. B., are considered the best for use-the others being generally inferior or unnecessary. The I. II. is used for architectural drawing; the H. is adapted for finishing skies and distances; the H. B. for the middle distances; and the B. B. for the broad dark shadows in the forc-ground. For general sketches the H. B. is to be preferred.

Chalk should be used only for drawing figures from casts, statues, or the living models, and has the best effect by using tinted paper, (grey) which forms a middle tint, when both white and black chalk are used. An instrument called the || port crayon is used for holding the chalk, while || a stump should be employed for softening the shades. It is made of a piece of glove leather, about four inches wide and ten inches long, pasted on one side, rolled up tight and covered with

Drawing may be divided into two grand classes-historical or figure drawing, and landscape drawing. Under the former head we may class

Fig. 1, Port Crayon, 2, Stump,

Drawing paper is known by the name of demi, royal, super-royal, imperial, colombier, elephant, double elephant, and antiquarian. The cheapest is demi, and is sufficiently good to practice pencil drawing upon, unless the learner wishes to finish up handsomely, when smooth Bristol board should be used. Of the different kinds of paper and other materials for colors we shall speak hereafter.

Drawing boards are made of various kinds, but the best and readiest is a simple pannel let into a frame, in which it is secured by wedges or cross-pieces at the back. On this pannel the paper may be stretched, having been previously well moistened with a clean sponge.

As the principle of perspective enters into the composition of almost every drawing, we shall elucidate this subject in our next.

B. J. L.

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and, of those few, has lost many of the attend. ant circumstances which are now requisite to guide us in deducing from the past, rules for our future conduct. The difficulty does not often consist in our want of ability, or opportunity to learn; we learn much, but coming events efface the past. It would seem that we are better adapted for acquiring than for retaining know. ledge.

An attentive, reflecting mind, disciplined by long experience, by the mere force of habit reasons intuitively upon every event and ob ject that is brought to its notice, until at length the connexion between antecedent and consequent, between cause and effect, becomes the prime object of inquiry in every mental act, until, so quick is the transition from one to the other, that perception itself appears to be an act of judgement. In proportion to the strength and cultivation of the mental powers, their transition becomes the more ready, our opinions less erring, and the results of our experience more important. To a mind thus educated, and strengthened by the exercise of its powers in the struggling tide of real life, scarcely a day, scarcely an hour passes, that does not afford abundant materials from whence it may derive useful practical knowledge. And, from our facilities for learning, it would seem that we might be wiser than we are; and yet, how much that we acquired by the experience of yesterday is lost to-day; and go back a week, a month, or a year, and the events which then appeared so important, and the maxims de. rived from them, are perchance alike forgotten. The horizon of our experience rolls onward with our tide of life; before us is a wilderness of dangers, and no light but the experience of the past to guide us in the way of safety; and of that past and that experience how little can frail memory now claim as its own! Events long past, though mighty in their time, like objects in the distance are dimly seen; they become di. vested of their importance as guides for the future, and the light that may once have shone with the brilliancy of the sun at noonday, now scarcely reaches us. Thus are the fruits of experience lost through the frailty of memory. And besides, the operations of the mind are so subtle, the ideas which are ever passing through it crowd so thick and fast upon each other, and leave so light a tracery behind them, that reason is often puzzled to follow or keep pace with their fugitive steps. And the judgement that is passed upon them after their impress has become partially effaced, and when they have lost the life and coloring that gave them interest and importance, must of needs often be an erring expositor of events and characters of which they were once the faithful symbols and interpreters. When we reflect upon that never-ceasing, in.

finite train of ideas which make the mind their highway, and which may be called into being by the exercise of thought upon the least up to the greatest of Creation's works; from the moat that floats on the sunbeam to the system of a thousand worlds, we are impressed with a sense of that vast, limitless ocean of knowledge which Providence has opened to our experience. But when we look back on the past, and from the storehouse of memory strive to recall the impressions which passing events once traced there, how few re-appear at our bidding, and of those few, how small the number that now strike us with any semblance and coloring of their origin. als! Some wise maxims, as we believe them, derived from long experience, may perchance still demand from us the cold assent of reason; but closely examine them, and most of the impressions which helped to form them are now fled from us forever. Hence we often entertain opinions which at the time of their adoption were reasonably deduced from the evidence before us, but for which we can now offer but a lame apology. In following out an argument we eagerly jump at the conclusion, but are prone to forget the path which led us there.

and paper before them, and when they sit down to investigate a subject, to write out their thoughts in full. Their ideas will then become more clear and definite, from the necessity of reducing them to some tangible form; their minds will not be filled with the lumber of the gross material, but with the product of their labors already adapted to immediate use. Nor should these scraps be thrown away. Our ideas should not be penned upon loose paper, but in blank books kept for the purpose; and, in after years, we shall find it pleasant and useful to look back upon these random sketches, which were drawn, not from memory, but with their living originals then fresh before us. And although many of them may uow be deemed imperfect and erroneous, we shall, I trust, find there many important sugges tions, and the errors that we correct will stand out prominent landmarks to guide our future judgement.

The mind is ever active, at least in our waking hours. If not chained down by laborious study, or the nature of our ordinary avocations, it often tires its elastic powers in flights of the imagination. And even here it reasons; from fancied premises, if you will, it often draws just conclu. sions. Trains of thought are often started which surprise us by their novelty and importance; and if not allowed to dissipate in idle revery, as is too often the case, but followed out to their legitimate results, they would often richly reward us with the fruits of wisdom. New ideas are con tinually originating from unperceived associations, and if suffered to pass unheeded, others following, quickly efface all traces of their existence. But from the ideas which chance and circumstance suggest, must most of our real knowledge be drawn. And here is the secret why so little is gained by our experience. The materials of knowledge are ever abundant; they are found within our. selves, in the actions of our own minds, but are unheeded, because so near and so familiar to us. We are too much inclined to look abroad, to rely upon others, to receive their assertions as truth, and their opinions as wisdom. We are too ignorant of the capacities of our own minds. We think and reason too little, and perhaps are inclined to read too much. A knowledge of books may make a learned man, but not necessarily a wise one, even allowing the books read are the best the age affords. Learning is not always wisdom.

But, in order to think profitably, I believe it indispensable to write much and often. The mind is so liable to wander while we are attempt. ing to investigate a subject, and we are so liable to forget the premises of a lengthy proposition ere we have arrived at the conclusion, that we absolutely require some landmarks to guide our thoughts, and some means of preserving the fruits which we have gathered. For of what use are our acquisitions, if lost as soon as gained? I would enjoin it upon all, and upon youth in particular, who are desirous of acquiring thorough mental discipline, to study and reflect with pen

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sandals, O princes' daughter!" and we find by the Apocrypha that the fierce warrior Holofernes was far more attracted by the splendor of the sandals of Judith than by her silken robes, her splendid neck-laces, bracelets, &c. It was her sandals that "ravished his eyes."

Sandals were the only and first coverings of the feet of the primitive inhabitants of the earth, and were probably in use long before the invention of shoes. Indeed at the present day, shoes have not altogether superceded the use of sandals among many of the eastern people. The Egyptian sandal is the simplest of any, being merely a piece of wood, raw hide, or bark, fastened to the feet with thongs. This was probably the first mode of construction, and they were used only as a protection to the feet from sharp stones or hot sand. Subsequently they were wrought in a style highly ornamental, and a. mong the Jews were made a magnificent part of dress.

In the "Library of Entertaining Knowledge" is a minute description of the Egyptian sandal, as seen upon a figure in the British Museum, from which we make the following extract :"They seem fastened by a strap passing between the great toe and its neighbor, and attached to an upper part, perhaps of wood, which crosses the instep and descends to the sole of the sandal on each side. The sole and the wooden part are evidently one piece. They must be considered as made of flexible materials, for they are represented bending exactly as the sole of the foot is bent at the toes, owing to the kneeling attitude of the figure. The bottom of the sole is also marked with transverse lines, showing that it is composed of separate small parts, the whole of which are kept together by a rim of similar strips, and running all round from the margin of the sole. It is in fact a shoe of papyrus, or some other flexible material." According to Heroditus, the sandals of the Egyptian priests were made of papyrus.

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In Exodus, we find mention made of shoes or sandals, made of "rams' skins, dyed red." This is an evidence that at the time of Moses the Hebrews understood the art of tanning leather. At a subsequent period, their sandals were dec. orated with costly ornaments of various kinds, and were fastened around the ankle and legs with rich lacings of silk and gold. The Jewish ladies were very particular about this portion of their attire. Solomon in the seventh chapter of "his Song says, "How beautiful are thy feet with

By attention to the use of some particular things, many of the Jewish customs described in the Scriptures may be better understood. We find that the washing of feet was a daily custom among them, and even to this day that custom is practised, especially by those who sojourn in the deserts, or upon their borders. The sandals, or even shoes, are not a sufficient protection against the fine sands of those countries; and Ste. vens mentions the peculiar gratification he felt in washing his feet after a day's travel in the desert. Among the higher classes servants were employed, whose business it was to unloose and to carry the sandals of their masters whenever they entered a holy place, or elsewhere. Disci ples performed this service for their teachers, but the Rabbins usually advised them to refrain from it in public, lest they might be mistaken for menial servants. This explanation gives force to the expression of John the Baptist, in speaking of the superiorty of Christ-"Whose shoes (or sandals) I am not worthy to bear"-"The latch. et of whose shoes I am not worthy to stoop down and unloose."

The shoes in general use among the people of the east of the present day, are something between a shoe and a sandal, generally being covered only at the toes, without quarters, very much like the slipppers with us. In Turkey and A. rabia they are usually made of red and yellow morocco, and in Persia of green shagreen.These are only worn among the higher classes. The nomadic tribes and peasants of the east still go barefoot, or wear a rough sandal of domestic manufacture.

Figure 1, in the engraving, is a sort of boot or buskin, used by the Persians, generally by the soldiers. A little farther to the north, iron points were fastened to the bottom of the soles of these buskins, which enabled the inhabitants to climb their icy paths with safety. Some of the shoes of the eastern ladies at the present day are richly ornamented with gold, silver, and silk, and set with jewels.

The learned Calmet, in his dictionary, gives some curious information concerning the sandals of the Romans. Those in most general use (figure 4,) were made of rough untanned leather; sometimes the peasants and slaves made them of wood. A short time prior to the termination of the Republic, shoes were introduced to a great extent among both sexes. Those who had served as Edile (a kind of magistrate) were allowed to wear shoes made of red leather, a color which seemed to be preferred by the Romans and Jews anciently; and, as Laborde observes, is now the favorite color among the people of the east. Roman Senators wore bus. kins made of black leather, with a gold or sil. ver crescent on the instep. Similar ornaments

were used by the women; and the Emperor Aurelian issued an edict inhibiting the use of such effeminate articles among the men, and allowed women only to wear shoes made of red, yellow or green leather. Heliogabalus carried reform still farther, and forbade the women to wear precious stones in their sandals, a cus

tom undoubtedly borrowed from the Hebrews. The soldiers sometimes had their feet shod with iron, and iron greaves upon their legs. Some

of their sandals were furnished with points, to

enable them to climb ice-hills or scale walls. But, in this as in every thing else, luxury crept in, and it is said that the soldiers of Antiochus had "golden nails under their shoes." Philopaman recommended his soldiers to be less nice about their shoes and sandals, and more careful

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every thing possessing the sense of hearing, rectly in their ears. If by chance-and it often
loves music, and its soothing influence is per-happens, for they are very sensitive at the sight
ceptibly felt throughout nature. The
of beauty, and endeavor to snatch a warm,kind
young
Miss of sixteen weeps at an affectuoso move. kiss, and she, astonished at its boldness, should
ment, and imagines the melancholy Æolian is raise her hand suddenly to resent the insult, she
sighing some tale of distress and disappointed would be shocked at her indiscretion when she
love as the warm summer air breathes upon its discovered she had murdered a-MUSQUITO!
strings. The soldier kindles at the sound of the
the martial bugle, and some singularly active
movements of the fect are discoverable in the
feet of the female helpmate of one of the sin-literature of the present age than the worth and
gular person sect, when the lively song is heard brilliancy of its female genius. The full devel.
opement of the intellect and imagination of
by her prim ladyship, of
woman is the triumph of modern times. Their
influence on literature was scarcely felt, even in

"Merrily danced the Quaker's wife."

FEMALE LITERATURE OF THE PRESENT AGE.

There is no more delightful peculiarity in the

It is therefore desirable that music should be the statelicst of the classical ages. The con

within the command of every human being, and
particularly so during the present money pres.
sure, as many who once enjoyed it as a luxury,
have not the means of procuring the indulgence.
The sweet musick of birds, is perhaps, the most
interesting to the melancholy, and often chan-
ges the whole tone of feeling in the sullen and
foreboding heart. The notes of the real night.
ingale are seldom heard among us, and the A.
merican mocking-bird generally sings at too
high a price. He imitates Paganini's example,

and his tones are not considered dear at a dollar
a bar, while he also plays overtures upon one
string. The humming-bird will not sing when
he is caged, and the song of the canary is as
constant as monotonous, and rather increases
than dispels gloomy thoughts.

While there exists this dearth in the world

tracted nature of their education-the tyrannical demeanor of the sterner sex towards them—the yet more inflexible tyranny of custom crushed in the blossoms of their genius before they were half unfolded, or prevented them from diffusing their sweets beyond the limited circle of domes. tic life. Sometimes, indeed, the female mind broke through the unnatural restraints opposed to its progress, but it too often lost in the exertion, the freshness and most delicate charm.— The Sapphos and the Aspasias of antiquity,

cast aside the fetters of custom and the bounds of virtue. Even these instances of female ce.

lebrity, so attended with causes of sorrow and pity, are rare. Hence the imaginative works of Greece and Rome, exquisite and eternal as they are, have an aspect stern and appalling, and want that delicacy and tender grace which the

in keeping their greaves bright and in good of sweet sounds, some measures should be adop-intermingling of female tase alone can give.

order.

Belzoni thus speaks of the Egyptians of the present day: "They had the art of tanning leather, with which they make shoes as well as we do, some of which I found of various shapes. They had also the art of staining the leather with various colors, as we do morocco, and actually knew the mode of embossing on it, for I found leather with figures impressed on it, quite elevated. I think it must have been done with

a hot iron while the leather was damp."

As Moses mentions the shoes made of "ramskins, dyed red," it is not improbable that the Egyptians possessed a knowledge of the art at that day, and that the material and mode of

ted to promote melody and give all an equal
We have been thinking of the matter, and will
opportunity of being benefitted by the plan.-
suggest to the public the result of our most se-
rious cogitations upon the subject; and give
our readers a sketch of the sublime scheme by
which the music of nightingales may be heard
its sweetness. We do not speak of the foreign
at every window, and fill every chamber with
nightingales, but birds- beautiful little birds, in

Their poetry is not enriched with a few of
peculiarly belong to the female mind, or are ex-
those sweet fancies and delicious conceits which
cited in the society of intellectual and sensitive
woman. The gentle influence of feminine gen-
ius now sheds over the whole literature of our
country a delicate and tender bloom. The works
jects of no common interest-not only for their
of the female authors of the present age are ob-
separate beauties, but for the new and lovely
lights which they cast over the whole region of
imagination and the nooks of the graceful love-
liness which they have been first enabled to il
lume.

every respect far superior to the grosser exotic,
and of the most domestic nature and character.
It is as follows: Let every man who wishes to
reasonable charges, procure a large hogshead,
be supplied with domestic music on the most
well hooped and made perfectly tight. Have
In a review of Bucke on the "Beauties, Har-
this sunk in the yard, directly beside the back-monics, and Sublimities of Nature," in the
door, and have the pipe from the eve-trough so
arranged as to discharge into this cistern. This

manufacturing the shoe or sandal of the Israel.
ites at the time of the exodus, were borrowed
from the Egyptians. Egypt may indeed in
justice claim the exalted rank of mother of arts
and sciences, albeit she now lies low in dust should generally be kept covered to prevent dirt
with the iron heel of despotism crushing her from getting into it, and the children from fal-
down, and the cloud of barbarism and ignor-ling thercin and drowning; but when a party is
ance shrouding her name in its dusky folds.
to be given, and music required,

SELECTIONS.

B. J. L.

NIGHTINGALE FACTORY. BY R. A. LOCKE.

It has been said, by an old French philosopher, that if the people could always have good music to listen to, they would never think of riot and rebellion; and the more melody poured upon the ear, the more the heart softens to the kindlier impulses of nature. In proof of this assertion, our readers may recollect the story of the old fiddler who protected his person from the assault of the wild bull, by scraping cat-gut from midnight to morning. In short, every body and

"To play in the pauses of tea-drinking dames,"
then the cover must be removed. This must
be done about three days before the fete, and
when the time arrives clear music will float
through the parlors as soon as evening closes on
the sultry day. The birds are the pure domestic
nightingales, and one hogshead of water will
produce one thousand a day for three months du-
ring the summer season. They are kind and
affectionate in their dispositions, and will swarm
by hundreds, singing their beautiful and various
airs continually around the assembled guests,
light in the most friendly manner upon their
hands and faces, and sing softly and sweetly di

THE NIGHTINGALE'S SONG.

Gentleman's Magazine, there is the following Lincolnshire, or west of Whitshire, have heard passage. "All our readers not living north of

written song in Mr. Bucke's work, which we the nightingale; but none have ever read their

give as a curiosity. It was made by a German composer on a bird esteemed as a capital singer," Tiou, tiou tiou tiou,

Spe, tiou, squa.

Tio, tio, tio, tio, tio, tix,
Coutio, coutio, coutio, coutio,
Tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzi.
Corror, tiou, squ—pi pi qui.
Zozozozozozozozozozozozo-zeshaoling,

Tsissi, tsissi si si si sisisis.

Dzorrc, dzorre, dzorre, dzorre, hi.
Tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, dzi.
Dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio,
Quio tr rrrrrrr itz.

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determined to establish a colony, and for that purpose
moored his vessel and constructed huts. One of his
men, a German, was one day missing, but finally re-
turned and stated as a cause of his delay that he had
been gathering grapes, which he found in abundance
This induced Leif to give to the country the name of
Wineland. It is stated that there can be but little
doubt that the country so named was Massachusetts
and Rhode-Island. Every description given in the
chronicles corroborates the truth of the theory.

Soon after, Thorwald, a brother of Leif made a

POUGHKEEPSIE, SATURDAY, MAY 5, 1838. INTERESTING BOOK.-A work has just been published by the Royal Society of Northern Antiquarians at Copenhagen, entitled 'Antiquitates Americanæ. This work contains accounts of voyages to America by the Northmen, sailing from Iceland and Greenland at least five hundred years before the discovery of Co- voyage to Wineland, and even extended his discoveries lumbus. The accounts are made up from the chronicles farther south, but was opposed by the natives, who of Icelandic authors, penned in the thirteenth and four-fiercely disputed his right to tread their soil. In one of these engagements, Thorwald was killed by an arrow. teeth centuries, many of which are in manuscript in the libraries of the north of Europe. Geographers Before he died, he directed his men to carry him to the and historians have frequently hinted at these chronicles, there to bury him with a cross both at his head and beautiful promontory on which he first landed, and but were generally disposed to give but little credit to Malte Brun in his large work says, feet. His companions soon after returned to Greentheir narratives. land. It is supposed that the spot where Thorwald We follow to them (the shores of America,) the ancient was buried is within the precincts of Hull, one of the navigators of Scandinavia; and after seeing the notices most beautiful places in the vicinity of Boston. which they had collected, become lost or obscured, we again accompany the immortal Columbus to that continent which ought to have been honored with his name.'

About ten years since, the Royal Antiquarian Society formed a determination to investigate the matter fully, and to publish the authorities in the various dialects in which they were found. Such is the character of the

In the following year, Thorstein, a third son of Eric, with his wife Gudrida and a gallant crew, set sail for Wineland. Thorstein soon after died, and his widow returned to Greenland. In the following year, Thorfinn, a Norwegian, arrived from Iceland, and kept the festival of Christmas in the halls of the deceased Eric. Thorfinn became enamoured of Gudrida, and in the fol

book in question, it being the result of their investiga-lowing spring married her. In 1007, he fitted out an expe

tion. It contains many Danish and Latin translations, with an interesting abstract in English of the principal facts narrated. To Dr. Webb, of Rhode-Island, the Society acknowledge their indebtedness for much valuable geographical information, and they give the work to the world as an authentic narrative of the accidental discovery of America by the navigators of Iceland and Norway, about the commencement of the eleventh

century.

dition to explore the southern coasts. They landed
on Wineland, but met with so much violent opposition
from the natives, that they abandoned the idea of a set-
tlement and returned to Greenland. While in Wine-
land, Gudrida gave birth to a son, who was named
Snorre, who afterward succeeded his father in the es-
tate, and became a man of distinction. After the mar-
riage of Snorre, Gudrida made a pilgrimage to Rome,
and retired into a convent for the remainder of her life.

clares it belonged to Americus Vkspaccio, who gave 150 golden ducats for it. It gives evidence of accurate geographical knowledge at that early date.

M. Mignot, the historian of the French Revolution, is engaged in writing the life of the late Edward Livingston. No American stands higher in Europe as a statesman, jurist and scholar than our late Minister.As a statesman, his acts at home and mission abroad, speak loudly-as a jurist, the code of laws by which Louisania is governed, stands as an eternal monument -as a scholar, his finished documents and letters, both public and private, bear ample testimony. It is gratifying to see a son of our ancient ally paying a just tribute to the memory of a distinguished American.

A correspondent requests a solution of the following enigma:

I am a word of twelve letters,

My 4th, 2d, 3d, 4th and 12th is what some merchants do, and all carpenters use.

My 6th, 12th, 7th and 9th is what all should do with their good name.

My 5th, 2d, 3d, 10th and 12th is a kind of habitation, many times contained in my whole.

My 1st and 11th is made of printing types, often when least intended.

bitterness to matrimony.
My 5th, 2d and 9th is a vine equal in fruitfulness and

My 10th, 2d, 3d and 1st is made of nearly as many different materials as it is eaten by different persons. My 10th, 2d, 3d, 10th and 12th is what a sailor gets when he falls overboard.

My 1st, 12th, 7th and 1st, what one takes when he looks through a telescope.

My 6th, 11th, and 10th repeated is liked by lads and perhaps by lasses.

My whole contains things seen and unseen, beings known and unknown, articles useful, needless and odd, and is visited by many people for pleasure or profit,

One fact favorable to the truth of the narratives given | From Snorre, who was born in Wineland (Massachu- yet has never been heard of by half the world.

is, that at the time this discovery is stated to have been made, the Northmen or Normans were the most skilful navigators in Europe. The romances of that time are filled with descriptions of the achievements of the sea-kings,' as the commanders were called. They united with their commercial activity, great courage, and were as successful in conquests on land as on the sea. They invaded the British Islands, and placed the renowned Canute upon the throne. Every coast saw their squadrons either for war or commerce. They swept over Denmark and Germany, and planted their standard upon the best portion of Gaul, which they named Normandy. Among them the spirit of chivalry arose; that spirit which inflamed all Europe, and marshalled the hosts of the Crusaders against the Saracens. In this mighty political convulsion that shook the world during three consecutive centuries, the Northmen furnished the bravest leaders, and were the first in daring enterprise. Christianity had spread its rays over their frozen territory of the north, and to a great extent banished the barbarous rites of pagan worship. The lamp of learning was taken from the cloisters of the south, and placed within their temples, and upon now dreary and desolate Iceland and Norway, civilization erected its proudest altars. To such a people may we not look for achievements in navigation compatible with their enterprise and courage?

setts,) in 1008, an illustrious progeny has descended,
Bishop Thorlak, author of the oldest work on the eccle-
siastical law of Iceland, was his grandson, to whom
we are indebted for much of the valuable knowledge
concerning these early voyages. High state and
church functionaries were descended from him, and
now, after a lapse of more than eight hundred years,
lineal decendants of this American by birth are found
in Europe. Three of them are professors in the Uni-
versity of Copenhagen, one of whom is said to be a
contributor to the work in question. Magnus Stevenson,
late Chief Justice of Iceland; Geir Vidalin, late Bishop
of Iceland, and Bertel Thorwaldsen, the greatest
sculptor of the age, are all lineal descendants of Thor-
finn and Gudrida, through Snorre. Our limits will not
permit a more extended notice of this work.
The
facts which we have stated are gathered from the last
number of the 'U. S. Magazine and Democratic Re-
view.' Other incidents are narrated, which make it
appear clear, that these enterprising men of the north
were acquainted, not only with the whole coast of Mas-
sachusetts and Rhode-Island five hundred years before
Columbus, but also extended their discoveries as far as
what now forms the southern states of our republic.

FOREIGN LITERATURE.-It is estimated that there are 15,000 living German authors; and that 10,000,000 of volumes are annually printed in Germany. The number of books which appeared on the catalogue at the recent Leipsic fair, were 4,251; besides 38 volumes, and 183 geographical maps, which are to appear. The number of authors amounted to 18,000 of whom 200 were females.

TO CORRESPONDENTS.-To those who may favor us with communications, we would say, be brief. Our limits are small, and we wish to give as much variety as possible.

The lines of 'Loami' are respectfully declined. The sentiment is good, but defects in rhyme and metre render them better prose than poetry.

THE KNOT.

MARRIED,

In Ithaca, on Thursday the 19th inst., by the Rev. J. C. F. Hoes, the Rev. A. M. MANN, pastor of the Refd. Dutch Church, of Poughkeepsie, to Miss JANE, daughter of the Hon. A. D. W. Bruyn, of the former place.

At White Plains, Westchester co.,on Sunday the 15th inst., by Rev. S. Martindale, Mr. ALEXANDER G. LEE, Editor of the Westchester Spy, to Miss SARAH M. GUION, daughter of Elijah Guion, esq., all of that village. On the 18th ult., by the Rev, S. L. Stillman, Mr. ISAAC SMITH, of Newburgh, to Miss ELIZABETH ANN BELL, of this village.

On Saturday evening last,by the same, Mr. CoMFORT P. ALVERSON, of New Paltz, to Miss RACHEL E. MILLER, of this village.

At Red Hook, by the Rev. C. Gates, on Tuesday the 17th of April, Mr. JAMES GALE, 10 Miss S. EMELINE, daughter of Mr.Jacob Barringer,all of the same place. By the same,on the 24th ult., Mr. BENJAMIN THORPE of New-York, to Miss ELIZABETH LASHER, of Red Hook.

THE KNELL.

DIED,

On Monday the 23d inst., at the residence of Caleb Morgan, in this village, Mrs. LAVINA MORGAN, in the 87th year of her age.

In this village, on the 22d inst., after a lingering illA 'Weather Almanac' has lately appeared in Eng- ness which he bore with Christian resignation, JoHN land. 200,000 copies have been sold.

Their first maratime discovery was that of Greenland under the illustrious Eric the Red, whose name figures so conspicuously in the sagas of the Teutonic romancers. There, with other companions, he established a colony. About the year 1000, (soon after the discovery of Greenland) Leif, one of Eric's sons, is said to have undertaken a voyage of discovery south from Greenland. He first made land which was very mountainous and covered with frost and snow. He again put to sea, and on the second time making land, he discovered a very woody country. Gratified at this improvement in the face of nature, he named it Mark-zine writer has taken to the stage. (wood)-land, and again put to sea. After two day's sail he again approached the land, which he found to be rich and fertile, with a warm atmosphere. Here he

It is stated that the publishers of the Pickwick papers have made a nett profit of about $50,000. The author received about $14.000 for his copy-right.

Theodore Hook, the celebrated novelist and maga

M. Tastu, a French author, recently found in a library in the island of Majorica, a map bearing the date of 1439. It is done on vellum, and a note attached de

ARTHUR, son of John S. and Eleanor M. Van Wagner, in the 12th year of his age.

At Dover Plains, on the 24th ult., Mis. JEMIMA JENNETT JARVIS, consort of Dr. M.B. Jarvis, aged 25 years. She was greatly beloved by a numerous circle of friends, and as she lived the life of the righteous, so her departure was in peace. Being cheered with a hope of life and a glorious immortality for herself and the whole human race, she feared no evil, though she passed through the dark valley of the shadow of death. fever, ELIZA VARICK, daughter of H. H. Van Vliet, in In New-York, on the 25th April, suddenly of scarlet the 2d year of her age.

THE BOQUET.

For the Poughkeepsie Casket.
SPRING.

Oh! Spring is forth again! The lovely Spring,
In all her beauty and untarnished sheen;
With birds of varied plumage on the wing,

And flowers sprinkled on her robe of green;
The snow long since hath vanished from the hills,

Where the warm sunshine fixed his glittering throne, And poured its tribute to the gushing rills

That glide thro' glen and vale with murmuring tone: Rich verdure smiles upon the fertile lea, And hill and valley ring with jocund melody!

How sweet again to see the earth arrayed

In hues of brilliance and again to hear The hum of industry bound o'er the gladeThe joyous bleat of flocks disporting near! The music of the brook and waterfall,

The whispering of the forest to the breeze;
The robust husbandman's herd-gathering call,
And lay of thrush and robin in the trees!
How sweet to bask in sunshine, and to feel
The zephyr's breath along your quiet forehead steal!
Anew to climb the oft-ascended hill,

And wander through the cool and grassy glen,
And with the beauties of the landscape fill
The never-sated, fondly lingering ken;
To cull the loveliest objects of the view,

The budding grove, the bright rill and the plain
Farm-houses, cots and mansion, old and new,

And here and there to mark a hallowed fane
In some retired and consecrated spot;
These are thy meed, O Spring! and who will seize
it not?

Who yield not to the pleasancy of straying
Amid the verdant bloom, and loveliness
Which thou art now increasingly displaying,
To please mankind, to profit and to bless?
Who quell the impulse in his bosom swelling

To glide in shallop o'er the lake or stream?
To trace the forest where no human dwelling
Invades the solitude? But few, I deem,
If they discover the poetry sublime,

That breathes in Nature's scenes, unmarred by change and time!

Summer's bright herald, fair but changeful Spring!
Thy sky now smiling; frowning dark anon!
Yet we admire thee for each beauteous thing
Thou bringest, though thou puttest on
Such diverse looks at frequent intervals,

We dare not trust the promise of thy mien,
But wait the boon of Fortune as it falls,

Sweet or ungrateful as is wisest seen! Rapt minstrels through all time have hymned thee long, Delightful Spring! Receive the homage of my song.

Pleasant Valley, May, 1838.

DARWIN CANFIELD.

From the U. S. Magazine and Democratic Review. AN AMERICAN FOREST SPRING. Now fluttering breeze-now stormy blast, Mild rain, then blustering snowWinter's stern fettering cold is passed,

But, sweet Spring! where art thou?
The white cloud floats 'mid smiling blue,
The broad bright sunshine's golden hue
Bathes the still frozen earth,

"Tis changed!-above, black vapors' roll,
We turn from our expected stroll,
And seek the blazing hearth.
Hark, the sweet carol! with delight
We leave the stifling room;
The little blue-bird greets our sight,
Spring, glorious Spring, has come !
The south-wind's balm is in the air,
The melting snow wreaths every where
Are leaping off in showers,

And Nature, in her brightening looks,

Tells that her flowers, and leaves, and brooks,
And birds, will soon be ours.

A few soft sunny days have shone,

The air has lost its chill,

A bright green tinge succeeds the brown
Upon the southern hill.

Off to the woods-a pleasant scene-
Here sprouts the fresh young wintergreen,
There swells a mossy mound,
Though in the hollows drifts are piled,
The wandering wind is sweet and mild,
And buds are bursting round.

Where its long rings uncurls the fern,
The violet, nestling low,
Casts back the white lid of its urn,
Its purple streaks to show :
Beautiful blossom! first to rise

And smile beneath Spring's wakening skies,
The courier of the band

Of coming flowers, what feelings sweet
Gush, as the silvery gem we meet
Upon its slender wand.

A sudden roar-a shade is cast-
We look up with a start,
And sounding like a transient blast,
O'erhead the pigeons dart;

Scarce their blue glancing shapes the eye
Can trace, ere, dotted on the sky,

They wheel in distant flight.
A chirp-and swift the squirrel scours
Along the prostrate trunk, and cowers
Within its clefts, from sight.

Amid the creeping vine, which spreads
Its thick and verdant wreath,
The scaur-berry's downy spangle sheds
Its rich delicious breath.

The bee-swarm murmurs by, and now
It clusters black on yonder bough-
The robin's mottled breast
Glances that sunny spot across,
As round it seeks the twig and moss,
To frame its summer nest.

Warmer is each successive sky,
More soft the breezes pass,
The maple's gems of crimson lie

Upon the thick green grass.
The dogwood sheds its clusters white,
The birch has dropp'd its tassels slight,
Cowslips are round the rill,

The thresher whistles in the glen,
Flutters around the warbling wren,
And swamps have voices shrill,

A simultaneous burst of leaves
Has clothed the forest now,

A single day's bright sunshine weaves
This vivid gorgeous show.
Masses of shade are cast beneath,
The flowers are spread in varied wreath,
Night brings its soft sweet moon,
Morn wakes in mist, and twilight gray
Weeps its bright dew, and smiling May
Melts blooming into June!

ALFRED B. STREET.

From the New-York Evening Post.
A DOMESTIC PICTURE.
A mother by the fire I see,

A laughing prattler on her knee,
The long winter hours beguiling,
With his sweet, and playful smiling,
Provoking many a fond caress,
Of over-yearning tenderness,
From that heart-delighted mother-
One my wife, my child the other.

Oh! long may I these joys retain-
Oh! may undimmed for me remain,
The light of my domestic hearth,
'Till life's departing even;

I could not ask for more on earth,
Nor hope for more in heaven!

From the Utica Magazine and Advocats,
THE WATERS.

Oh! mighty are the waters-
When they rush and roar along;
With the notes of their grand jubilee
That thunder into song.

The torrent, whose proud echoes shake
The mountain's lofty dome-
The cataract, with its rainbow erect,
And garb of glittering foam.
Oh lovely are the waters-

The glad, free streams of earth-
The fountains with their gush of light,
The rills of all their mirth.
And the placid lakes-as mysteries,
Among the hills they seem,
When the stars glide o'er them silently,
Like bright things in a dream.

Oh! glorious are the waters

Where haughty navies ride

Or the wealth and lore of busy marts
Sweep o'er the flowing tide-
The noble rivers, as they roll

By fields of plumy grain

Or bear the sounds of loom and forge
Far onward to the main.

Oh! pleasant are the waters

They light the darksome glen,
They gladden all the wilderness,
They cheer the hearts of men.
They sing our childhood's songs, in tones
Unchanged by grief or woe,
And old familiar memories haunt

The places where they flow.

And then the ocean, where the crests
Of warrior billows tower,

And the storms ride free-oh! who can tell
Its grandeur and its power?

It is the soul's interpreter,

That vast, mysterious sea

A scroll, from which the spirit reads
And knows eternity.

God of the waters! lo! they gush
And move, at Thy command-

Thou sett'st their bounds, and holdest them
In the hollow of thy hand!

So rule our hearts, that all their springs
May flow direct from Thee-
Their streams all holiness and love,
Their depths all purity!

F. H CHAPIN.

WOMAN'S HEART.

IfI were asked what most my soul doth prize
Of all the good gifts men enjoy below,
Whether from Fortune or from Fame they flow,
My answer would be thus. Nor wealth, which flies
Away from those who hold it in esteem,

Nor yet the honors proud place hath to give ;
These with their donor changing, die or live.
Not e'en earth's fairest mountain, vale, or stream,
For these at times are 'neath dark winter's gloom.
Take the world's pleasure and its loud acclaim,
Leave me but this, like an unsullied name
Which wears for aye the self-same hue and bloom-
Need I the secret of my soul impart ?

Be witness, ye that love, 'tis woman's heart.

ANCESTRY.

Those who on glorious ancestors enlarge, Produce their debt instead of a discharge.

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