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of constructing a New Machine of very great Power, called the Hydrodynamic Engine, for suddenly producing immense Pressure, which Pressure may either be continued, or instantly removed, at option.”—“ By it (says the inventor) a small quantity of liquid is made to exert an astonishing force, which is easily manageable, and perfectly free from danger. This force (being intermittent if required) can impart motion to every species of machinery, at an expense the most trifling. Fire is not employed, nor is any more liquid requisite than that used at first, -and yet the power can be increased to equal the strength of any number of horses. The sum expected for each secret is five hundred pounds down, and five thousand pounds more within twelve months after the purchaser takes out his patent.


Dodd the comedian was very fond of a long story.-Being in company one night, he began at twelve o'clock to relate a journey he had taken to Bath; and, at six o'clock in the morning, he had proceeded no farther than the Devizes!-The company then rose to separate; when Dodd, who could not bear to be curtailed in his narrative, cried, "Don't go yet; stay and hear it out, and upon my soul I'll make it entertaining."


It appears by no means improbable, that existing circumstances may lead to the final liberation of the Mediterranean from the ravages of the Algerines and other barbarous nations of Africa. The combined squadrons of the three great maritime powers of Europe having completed their object as regarded Greece, may perhaps do that which Pompey formerly accomplished with a much less imposing force, and against much more numerous enemies. There is nothing at present to prevent the founding of European colonies on the coasts of Africa, and in Mount Atlas, in order to drive the barba

rians back into the deserts of the interior, which alone they ought to be permitted to inhabit. The trade of the Mediterranean might then be carried to the the greatest possible height; the ancient Libya, the kingdom of Massinissa, the territory of Carthage, &c. would resume their fertility, and the celebrated cities of former times would rise again out of their ruins. These immense benefits, for which Africa would one day be as grateful as Europe, would cost the European powers much less than a single campaign of the wars which they make upon one another!


Mr. Rogers, whose taste in cookery is as exquisite as his taste in poetry, and whose wine is not better or more sparkling than his conversation (at least, if he talks as well now as he did eight years ago,) invited Coleridge one day to dinner, and observing that the latter seemed particularly fond of some delicious Malmsey, said, "I'm glad to see, Mr. Coleridge, that you like that wine, for it is a favourite wine of my own; and I should like to think with you even about that!" "Indeed, Mr. Rogers," replied the future author of the Dissertation on the Logos; “ Indeed, I never tasted better currant wine in all my life!!" At this frightful mistake, Mr. Rogers looked (as indeed he generally does,) more dead than alive.


If we look with wonder upon the great remains of human works, such as the columns of Palmyra, broken in the midst of the desert, the temples of Pæstum, beautiful in the decay of twenty centuries, or the mutilated fragments of Greek sculpture in the Acropolis of Athens, or in our own Museum, as proofs of the genius of artists, and power and riches of nations now past away; with how much deeper a feeling of admiration must we consider those grand monuments of nature, which mark the revolutions of the globe; continents broken into islands; one land pro

duced, another destroyed; the bottom of the ocean become a fertile soil; whole races of animals extinct, and the bones and exuviæ of one class covered with the remains of another; and upon these graves of past generations-the marble or rocky tombs, as it were, of a former animated world-new generations rising, and order and harmony established, and a system of life and beauty produced, as it were, out of chaos and death; proving the infinite power, wisdom, and goodness, of the Great Cause of all Being!


There are on the southern borders of the Crimea two varieties of the olive-tree, which have become indigenous there. The one is pyramidal, and the fruit is perfectly oval; the branches of the other are pendent, and its fruit large, heart-shaped, and abundant. These valuable trees have resisted the injuries of centuries, and of successive nations of barbarians. In 1812, an imperial garden was formed at Nikita (Russia), into which the cultivation of these useful trees was introduced by means of cuttings or slips, which no extremity of cold has hitherto affected, although some olive-trees brought from France perished in the same garden in the winter of 1825-6.



This application, which has been occasionally recommended for the destruction of caterpillars and other insects, has been found totally to destroy the life of the trees to which it has been applied. The bark appears as though burned by the caustic property of the tar, or the pores are so obstructed that its ordinary functions are destroyed, and the transmission of the nourishment to the branches of the tree prevented; the stem ceases to grow, and the contraction becomes so great, that in many inStances the wind has blown the heads of the trees off at the part where the coal tar has been most freely applied.


The celebrated traveller Edward Rippel is on the point of setting out for Abyssinia, with the purpose of exploring those parts which have not hitherto been visited by any European. The senate of Frankfort, by an unanimous resolution, has granted him 1000 florins of annual income for the ensuing seven or eight years, as well in acknowledgment of his former services, as to enable him, agreeably to his wish, to continue his scientific travels and researches.


We observe that Dr. Channing's admirable Essay on the character of this extraordinary man has reached a second edition. We trust that many more editions will be called for, as we know of no work so well calculated to convey a just idea of the despot, and traitor to freedom, whom too many are disposed to regard as a hero.-London Weekly Rev.


When thunder-bolts fall upon a sandy soil, their intense heat changes the sand through which they pass into a tube of glass. Several tubes thus produced, one of which was nineteen feet long, have just been presented to the French Academy of Sciences, by M. Arago. These curiosities were collected in Germany by M. Fielder, a young German naturalist.


Mademoiselle Cinti (Madame Damouroux) received 25,000 francs from the French, and 10,000 francs from the Italian opera. The directors of the French opera, fearing her voice might be injured by too much fatigue, insisted on her giving up the Italian opera, and refused to allow her any indemnity. On this, the fair warbler took the huff, and set off to her husband at Brussels. She had been there only a few days, when a deputation from the managers was sent after her. She now resolved to make her own terms: and to induce her to come back, the opera engaged

to give her 40,000 francs instead of 25,000, and 200 every night she performed; and this without singing at the Italian opera. She is decidedly the best French singer on the stage she knows all the resources of her art, and manages them so admirably, that they seem the inspirations of nature, to which an elegance of manner and her personal charms greatly contribute. She wished to get an engagement at the opera for her husband; but in this she did not succeed.


M. de Saint Vincent has, after repeated trials, discovered that the inclosing of wine in bottles, by parchment, or a portion of common bladder, instead of corks, has the effect of rendering its flavour, in a few weeks, equal to that of the oldest wines; from such covering possessing the property of only allowing the aqueous exhalations to escape, but being wholly impenetrable to the spirit or body of the wine. His reasoning on the subject is curious, as it appears just, but too extended to permit our trespassing so far on the time of our readers as to give it.


A clergyman was once going to preach upon the text of the Samaritan woman, and after reading it, he said, "Do not wonder, my beloved, that the text so long, for it is a woman that speaks."


Gomez Arias, a Spanish Romance, 3 vols. The Head Piece and Helmet, or Phrenology opposed to Scripture.-A Hundred Years Hence. Macauley's Medical Dictionary.Rae Wilson's Travels in Russia, 2 vols.-Wanostrocht's Livre des Enfans.-Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. Sixth Edition.-Jones's Sermons for Family Reading.-Consistency, by Charlotte Elizabeth, author of "Osric," &c.-Davis's Hints to Hearers. -Levizac's French and English Dictionary, by Gros.-Fuller's Gospel its own Witness, a new edition, with

his Life.-Memoirs of the Rev. John Townsend.-Dodd's Connoisseur's Repertory, vol. 3.--Reading and Spelling, for the use of the Schools of the New Jerusalem Church.-The Woodlands, a Treatise on Planting, by W. Cobbett.

In the Press.

Mr. Lockhart has nearly completed his "Life of Robert Burns," for "Constable's Miscellany," which will appear on the 12th of April ; and in order to gratify those who are already in possession of the best editions of the Poet's Works, a small impression, beautifully printed by Ballantyne, on 8vo. will be ready at the same time. Both editions will be embellished with a full-length portrait of Burns, engraved by Millar after Naysmith.

Mr. Rickards has a work now in the press, which will be published in Parts, under the general title of “Judia," and will contain, with other matter, a Treatise on the Castes of India; the simplicity and immutability of Hindoo habits; Sketch of the state and condition of the Natives under former Governments; the Revenue Systems of India under the Company's Government, as tending to perpetrate the degraded condition of the Natives; the Company's trade; Suggestions for a Reform of the Administration, &c.

No. I. of a New Magazine, to be called "The Gentleman's Magazine of Fashions, Fancy Costumes, and the Regimentals of the Army," will appear on the first of May. The whole of the Embellishments will be beautifully coloured.

The Second Series of "The Romance of History" is in a state of forwardness:-to comprise Tales illustrative of the Romantic Annals of France, from the reign of Charle magne to that of Louis XIV. inclusive.

"Observations on Geographical Projections," with a description of a Georama, by Mr. Delanglard, Member of the Geographical Society of Paris, and Inventor and Constructor of the Georama there.

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BOSTON, JUNE 1, 1828.


O JUNE! prime season of the annual round,
Thy gifts with rich variety abound;
Though hot thy suns-they luscious fruits mature,
Though loud thy thunders-coolness they procure;
Pleasing thy twilight to the studious muse,
Thy evening coolness, and thy morning dews.


ELCOME once more to sweet June, the month which comes Half prankt with spring, with summer half im


Yet it is almost startling to those who regret the speed of time, and especially of those

Who like the soil, who like the element skies, Who like the verdant hills, and flowery plains, to behold how far the season has advanced. But with this we must be sensibly struck, if we give a retrospective glance to the days when, in our walks, we hailed with delight the first faint announcements of a new spring, the first snatch of milder air, the first peep of green, the first flowers which dared the unsettled elements-the snow-drop, violets, primroses, and then a thousand beautiful and short-lived blooms. They are gone! The light tints of young foliage, so pure, so tender, so spiritual, are vanished. What the poet applied to the end of summer, is realized


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It is the season when the green delight Of leafy luxury begins to fade, And leaves are changing hourly on the sight. A duller and darker uniformity of green has spread over the hedges; and we behold, in the forest trees, the farewell traces of spring. They, indeed, exhibit a beautiful variety.

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The oak has "spread its amber leaves out in the sunny sheen ;" the ash has unfolded its more ceruleau drapery; the maple, beech, and sycamore are clad in most delicate vestures; and livened by young shoots and cones even the dark perennial firs are enof lighter green. Our admiration of the foliage of trees would rise much higher, did we give it a more particular attention. The leaves of the horsechesnut are superb. Passing through a wood we broke off one without thinking of what we were doing; but being immediately struck with its size and beauty, we found on trial, that it measured no less than one yard and three quarters round, and the leaf and footstalk three quarters of a yard in length, presenting a natural handscreen of unrivalled elegance of shape. It is now, too, that many of the forest trees put forth their blossoms. The chesnut in the earliest period of the month, is a glorious object, laden with " ten thousand waxThen come en, pyramidal flowers." the less conspicuous, but yet beautiful developements of other giants of the wood. The sycamore, the maple, and the hornbeam are affluent with their pale yellow florets, quickly followed by winged seeds; the ash shows its bunches of green keys; and, lastly, the lime bursts into one

proud glow of beauty, filling the warm breeze with honied sweetness, and the ear with the hum of a thousand bees,

Pilgrims of summer, which do bow the knee Zealously at every shrine.

The general character of June, in the happiest seasons, is fine, clear, and glowing, without reaching the intense heats of July. Its commencement is the only period of the year in which we could possibly forget that we are in a world of perpetual change and decay. The earth is covered with flowers, and the air is saturated with their fragrance. It is true that many have vanished from our path, but they have slid away so quietly, and their places have been occupied by so many fragrant and

beautiful successors, that we have

been scarcely sensible of their departure. Every thing is full of life, greenness, and vigour. Families of young birds are abroad, and a busy life the parents have of it till they can peck for themselves. The swallow is careering in clear skies, and Ten thousand insects in the air abound, Flitting on glancing wings that yield a summer


The flower-garden is in its highest splendour. "It is the very carnival of Nature," and she is prodigal of her luxuries. It is luxury to walk abroad, indulging every sense with sweetness, loveliness and harmony. It is luxury to stand beneath the forest side, when all is basking and still at noon, and to see the landscape suddenly darken, the black and tumultuous clouds assemble as at a signal, to hear the awful thunder crash

upon the listening air,-and then to mark the glorious bow rise on the lucid rear of the tempest,-the sun laugh jocundly abroad, and

Every bathed leaf and blossom fair Pour out their soul to the delicious air.

It is luxury to haunt the gardens of old-fashioned cottages in the morning, when the bees are flitting forth with a rejoicing hum; or at eve, when the honeysuckle and sweetbriar mingle their spirit with the

breeze. It is luxury to plunge into the cool river; and, if ever we were tempted to turn anglers, it would be now. To steal away into a quiet valley, by a winding stream, buried, completely buried in fresh grass; the foam-like flowers of the meadow sweet, the crimson loose-strife, and the large blue geranium nodding beside us; the dragon-fly and king fisher glancing to and fro; the trees above Casting their flickering shadows on the stream, and one of our ten thousand

volumes of delectable literature in our pocket; then, indeed, could we be a most patient angler, content though we caught not a single fin. What luxurious images would there float through the mind! Gray could form no idea of heaven superior to lying on a sofa and reading novels; but it is in the flowery lap of June

that we can

Up to the sunshine of uncumbered case.

How delicious, too, are the evenings become. The damps and frosts of spring are past. The earth is dry. The night air is balmy and refreshing. The glow-worm has lit her lamp. Go forth when the business of the day is over, thou who art pent in city toils, and stroll through the newly shot corn, along the grassy and hay-scented fields. Linger beside the solitary woodland. The gale of evening is stirring its mighty and umThe wild rose, brageous branches. with its flowers of most delicate odor, and of every tint, from the deepest blush to the purest pearl; the wreathed and luscious honeysuckle, and the verdurous snowy-flowered elder, embellish every wayside, or light up the most shadowy region of the wood. Field peas and beans, in full flower, add their spicy aroma. The red clover is, at once, splendid and profuse of its honeyed breath, The awned heads of rye, wheat, and barley, and the nodding panicles of oat, shoot forth from their green and glaucous stems in broad, level, and waving expanses of present beauty and future promise. The very wa ters are garlanded with flowers.

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