sight of the city to which he was travelling, she appeared once more, and addressed him for the last time. "As he was about to bid her farewell, his heart smote him at the idea of parting with her forever. My dear lady,' said he, while he kissed her hand tenderly; I owe you much more than my tongue can. speak. You have watched over me in this long and tedious journey; you have lightened my burthen, cheered my fatigues, chased away my fears, and given me courage in the place of despondence. But for you, I had long since lain down and died in the path; or had lingered in misery by the way. Would that I could induce you to live. with me forever.' 666 666 That may not, cannot be !' said the lady, as a smile passed over her face; 'that may not be. I am not of flesh and blood, like you: I am a fairy-my form is but a thing of hues like the rainbow, that seems a bridge leading from earth to heaven, and yet as baseless as a dream.' Lovely fairy,' said the youth, kneeling; 'pray tell me your name; and oh, if it be possible, tell me the art by which you have taught me to conquer difficulties, to rise above doubt, to triumph over indolence, murmuring, and despondency! The fairy replied as follows:"Listen, youth-for I tell you an important secret. My name is Cheerfulness, and all my art lies in a single sentence: Always make the best of it.' So saying, the fairy departed, and was seen by the youth no more; but he now perceived the force of the fairy's words, and practising accordingly, he soon possessed the great art of securing happiness, and of making himself àgreeable to others." :- CAUTION.-As you would air a bed carefully, that has been slept in by one afflicted with an infectious disease, so be very considerate before you place confidence in a lawyer. The War in Florida. AT the southeastern extremity of the United States, is a long Peninsula called Florida. This name was given to it by the Spaniards, because it seemed to them a land of flowers. It continued to belong to Spain till about twenty years ago, when it was ceded to the United States. Florida was occupied by several tribes of Indians, when first discovered. Among them were the Seminoles, a branch of the Creek nation, who dwelt in the northern part of the territory. When the country was ceded to the United States, they held possession of the vast tract which stretches from the Atlantic ocean to the river Apalachicola, save only a space around the town of St. Augustine. It was a fair land, watered with many rivers, inhabited by millions of brilliant birds, and the dwelling-place of vast herds of deer; it was a land of almost perpetual summer, where the orange and the lemon, and the vine, flourished in the open air. Notwithstanding the beauty of their country, the Seminoles consented to part with the best portion of it. They made an agreement with the white people, to give up all their vast territory, save only the central portion, consisting of pine barrens and deep swamps, covered with a wild vegetation, and the dwelling-place of alligators, serpents, lizards, tortoises, gallanippers, and a variety of similar inhabitants. When the time came to carry this bargain into effect, Neha Matla, a chief of the tribe, told the Indians that they had been cheated, overreached and deceived by the cunning whites; and he therefore urged them to resist the treaty. But while the Indians were holding their war-council, to deliberate upon the matter, the armed soldiers broke in upon them, deposed the war leaders, and compelled the poor Seminoles to retire from their land of fruits and flowers, to the pine barrens and the swamps. They did this, but they carried the memory of their wrongs written deep in their bosoms. Not long after they had taken possession of their new territory, the Seminoles made another bargain, by which they engaged to retire from Florida, give up their lands there, and remove to another territory, upon the upper waters of the Arkansas, far to the west. When the time for removal came, the poor Indians still felt reluctant to leave the land of their fathers, and go away to unknown and distant regions! In order to compel them to remove, an officer of the United States called upon them to deliver up their horses and cat tle, as they had promised to do, and go to their new home. Upon this, they prepared for resistance. They retired to the deep thickets in the swamps, called hammocks, and taking their wives and children and some of their horses and cattle, set their enemies at defiance. After a time Osceola, or Powel, as he was sometimes called, was chosen as their chief. He was partly of Indian, and partly of white blood-but a man of great courage, skill and energy. When he became the leader, the war assumed a serious aspect. I cannot now tell the whole story of the struggle that has been maintained by the Seminoles for nearly seven years. They have displayed a degree of courage, patience, perseverance, and patriotism, scarcely equalled in the annals of history-considering the smallness of their number, and the mighty force that has been brought against them. Osceola was a vagabond child among the Indians, but he became their chief, and maintained the war with vigor for some time. At last he was taken, and being removed to a fort on Sullivan's Island, near Charleston, S. C., he died in 1838. The war has been continued since his death, and both the Indians and the American troops sent against them, have performed wondrous feats of valor. It is supposed that the Indians are now nearly destroyed or worn out, and that the few who remain must soon surrender to their more powerful enemies. Such is the sad story of the Seminoles. They are savages, but they have shown many traits of character worthy of our respect. We shall soon possess their lands, but they have cost our country many millions of dollars, and far more than they are worth. This piece of history tells us that even an Indian tribe, small though it be, if it bears hatred in its bosom, founded upon acts of oppression, may become the instrument by which that oppression is punished. Composition. THE following is a letter of an East Indian servant, addressed to a physician who had been attending his mas ter: To Dr. Most learned Saib-I am instructed by his excellency, the noble saib, to make information that his arm alteration of pain, sensibly diminishing heat of surface. Accounted for by them Blue Balls which your making master digest. My honored master his face already seize collour of custard apple which not desirable. Your honor when will come then, tell bearer who will show the place of the unfortunate Budwood Saib, the prey of the vulture ill-luck. The meaning of this is as follows: Natural Curiosities of New Holland. NEW HOLLAND is the largest island in the world, being as extensive as Europe. It is considered a continent by some writers on geography: but its size is not the greatest point of interest. It possesses several birds, quadrupeds, and even vegetable productions, distinct in kind from those of any other part of the world. It produces kangaroos, which are as large as a sheep, and carry their young ones in a natural pocket. They jump seventy-five feet at a bound; and use their tails as a jumping-pole. It produces black swans, and flying opossums; the superb menura, a bird with a tail shaped like an ancient harp; the platypus, a queer fellow, with a bill like a duck, fur like a beaver, and claws like a woodchuck! Among other curiosities found in New Holland, is the cereopsis, a kind of speckled goose. We give a picture of this bird, which will afford a better idea of its appearance, than words can convey. Who would not like to go to New Holland? TOLERANCE. "In my youth," says Horace Walpole, "I thought of writing a satire upon mankind; but now, in my old age, I think I should write an apol ogy for them." Story of Philip Brusque. CHAPTER X. Pacification. Another attempt to adopt some form of government. probably be more reasonable now than before; that his very helplessness would disarm their vengeance; and that even if they took his life, it was but the remnant of an existence, now near its close, and which he could well afford to risk for the sake of his friends. THE morning that followed the battle of the tents, and the death of Rogere, Finding him entirely devoted to the was fair and bright. The sun, at rising, adventure, Brusque withdrew his obseemed to burst from the bosom of the jections, and the aged man departed, briny element, at the same time con- taking no weapon of defence; supportverting its boundless surface into a mir- ed, however, by a light bamboo cane, for ror of burnished gold. The light clouds his step was tottering, and his frame that hung in the east, in long horizon- frail, from extreme age. The people tal lines, were also of a golden hue, betokening at once the gentleness of the morning breeze, and the fair weather that was to characterize the day. M. Bonfils, as he stepped forth from the tent, and felt the fresh air, and looked abroad, could not but be struck with the beauty of the scene around. "It is indeed a lovely morning-and this is a heavenly climate," said he, half audibly. "Oh, that the human beings upon this lone island, would look forth upon nature, and take a lesson of peace from its teaching!" As he said these words, he was met by Brusque, and several other persons, who had been deliberating as to what course ought to be pursued. No communication had, as yet, been had with the defeated party at the cave, and the state of feeling there was a matter of entire uncertainty. After a little conversation, M. Bonfils offered himself to go alone to the cave, and propose some amicable adjustment of difficulties. To this, Brusque as well as others objected; urging upon the hoary patriot the danger of placing himself in the power of these violent men, recently defeated, and likely still to be irritated by the death of their leader. But these reasons did not shake the old man's purpose. He replied that he feared no danger; that the Rogere party would saw him take his way up the hill, with anxious and admiring eyes, and there was more than one cheek down which the tears stole, showing that their hearts were touched by the fortitude and devotion of the patriarch. In a brief space after the old man had gone, Brusque and François, unnoticed by the people, wound their way around the trees, and ascended to a sheltered spot, near the cave, to be in readiness to offer succor, should any rudeness or insult be threatened to M. Bonfils. From this cover, they saw him approach the cave, around which about a dozen men were standing. They were all armed, and appeared to be in expectation of attack, yet ready for desperate defence. There was a determination and daring in their looks, which alarmed both François and Brusque and it was with a feverish' interest that they saw the old man, tottering indeed, but still with a calm and tranquil aspect, march directly up to the party, take off his hat, and speak to them as if the emotions of fear were unknown to his bosom. "I have come, my friends," said he, "for I will not call my fellow-men enemies-I have come to speak to you of peace. I have come in the name of those who are your countrymen, in behalf of mothers, sisters, children, to beg |