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calling. You will spare me Garret, dame? Come, I know you have not learnt how to refuse me a boon." "You are a saucy Jack, Master Captain," replied the dame. "I know you of old: you would have a rouse with that thriftless babe, my husband. You sent him reeling home only last night. How can you look me in the face, knowing him, as you do, for a most shallow vessel, Captain Dauntrees?"

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Fie on thee, dame! You disgrace your own flesh and blood by such speech. Did you not choose him for his qualities?-ay, and with all circumspection, as a woman of experience. You had two husbands before Garret, and when you took him for a third, it was not in ignorance of the Look thee in the face! I dare,-yea, and at thy whole configuration. Faith, you wear most bravely, Mistress Weasel! Stand apart and let me survey turn thy shoulders round," he added, as by a sleight he twirled the dame upon her heel so as to bring her back to his view thou art a woman of ten thousand, and I envy Garret such store of womanly wealth."

"If Garret were the man I took him for, Master Captain," said the dame with a saucy smile, "you would have borne a broken head long since. But he has his virtues, such as they are,-though they may lie in an egg-shell: and Garret has his frailties, too, like other men: alack, there is no denying it!" Frailties, forsooth! Which of us has not, dame? Garret is an honest man;-somewhat old-a shade or so: yet it is but a shade. For my sake, pretty hostess, you will allow him to sup with us? Speak it kindly, sweetheart-good old Garret's jolly, young wife!"

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Thou wheedling devil!" said the landlady; "Garret is no older than thou art. But, truly, I may say he is of little account in the tap-room; so he shall come to you, captain. But, look you, he is weak, and must not be overcharged."

"He shall not, mistress-you have a soldier's word for that. I could have sworn you would not deny me. Hark you, dame,-bring thine ear to my lips;-a word in secret."

The hostess bent her head down, as the captain desired, when he said in a half-whisper, "Send me a flask of the best,-you understand? And there's for thy pains!" he added as he saluted her cheek with a kiss.

"And there's for thy impudence, saucy captain!" retorted the spirited landlady as she bestowed the palm of her hand on the side of his head and fled out of the apartment.

Dauntrees sprang from his chair and chased the retreating dame into the midst of the crowd of the tap-room, by whose aid she was enabled to make her escape. Here he encountered Garret Weasel, with whom he went forth in quest of Arnold and the Indian, who were to be his guests at supper.

In the course of the next half hour the captain and his three comrades were assembled in the little parlour around the table, discussing their evening meal. When this was over, Matty was ordered to clear the board and to place a bottle of wine and glasses before the party, and then to leave the room.

"You must know, Garret," said Dauntrees when

the serving-maid had retired, "that we go to-night to visit the Wizard's Chapel by his lordship's order; and as I would have stout fellows with me, I have come down here on purpose to take you along."

"Heaven bless us, Master Jasper Dauntrees!" exclaimed Garret, somewhat confounded with this sudden appeal to his valour, which was not of that prompt complexion to stand so instant a demand, and yet which the publican was never willing to have doubted-truly there be three of you, and it might mar the matter to have too many on so secret an outgoing"

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Tush, man,-that has been considered. His lordship especially looks to your going: you cannot choose but go."

"But my wife, Captain Dauntrees”

"Leave that to me," said the captain; "I will manage it as handsomely as the taking of Troy. Worthy Garret, say naught against it-you must go, and take with you a few bottles of canary and a good luncheon of provender in the basket. You shall be our commissary. I came on set purpose to procure the assistance of your experience and store of comfortable sustenance. Get the bottles, Garret,-his lordship pays the scot to-night."

"I should have my nag," said Garret," and the dame keeps the key of the stable, and will in nowise consent to let me have it. She would suspect us for a rouse if I but asked the key.”

"I will engage for that, good Weasel," said Dauntrees: "I will cozen the dame with some special invention which shall put her to giving the key of her own motion: she shall be coaxed with a device that shall make all sure-only say you will obey his lordship's earnest desire.".

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My heart is big enough," said Weasel, "for any venture; but, in truth, I fear the dame. It will be a livelong night carouse, and she is mortal against that. What will she say in the morning?"

"What can she say, when all is come and gone, but, perchance, that thou wert rash and hot-headed? That will do you no harm: but an hour ago she swore to me that you were getting old-and sighed, too, as if she believed her words."

"Old, did she say? Ho, mistress, I will show you my infirmities! A fig for her scruples! the heyday blood yerks yet, Master Captain. I will go with thee, comrades: I will follow you to any goblin's chapel twixt St. Mary's and Christina."

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Well said, brave vintner!" exclaimed the captain; "now stir thee! And when you come back to the parlour, Master Weasel, you shall find the dame here. Watch my eye and take my hint, so that you play into my hand when need shall be. I will get the nag out of the stable if he were covered with bells. Away for the provender!"

The publican went about his preparations, and had no sooner left the room than the captain called the landlady, who at his invitation showed herself at the door.

"Come in, sweetheart. Good Mistress Daffodil," he said, "I called you that you may lend us your help to laugh: since your rufflers are dispersed, your smokers obnubilated in their own clouds, your tipplers strewed upon the benches,

and nothing more left for you to do in the tap-room, we would have your worshipful and witty company here in the parlour. So come in, my princess of pleasant thoughts, and make us merry with thy fancies."

"There is nothing but clinking of cans and swaggering speeches where you are, Captain Dauntrees," said the hostess. "An honest woman had best be little seen in your company. It is a wonder you ever got out of the Low Countries, where, what with drinking with boors and quarrelling with belted bullies, your three years' service was enough to put an end to a thousand fellows of your humour."

"There's destiny in it, dame. I was born to be the delight of your eyes. It was found in my horoscope, when my nativity was cast, that a certain jolly mistress of a most-especially-to-be-commended inn, situate upon a delectable point of land in the New World, was to be greatly indebted to me, first, for the good fame of her wines amongst worshipful people; and, secondly, for the sufficient and decent praise of her beauty. So was it read to my mother by the wise astrologer..

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At this moment Garret Weasel returned to the room. A sign from him informed the captain that the preparation he had been despatched to make was accomplished.

"How looks the night, Garret ?" inquired Dauntrees: "when have we the moon?"

"It is a clear starlight and calm," replied the publican; "the moon will not show herself till near morning."

"Have you heard the news, mistress?" inquired the captain, with an expression of some eagerness; "there is pleasant matter current concerning the mercer's wife at the Blue Triangle. But you must have heard it before this?"

"No, truly, not I," replied the hostess.

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Indeed!" said Dauntrees, "then there's a month's amusement for you. You owe the sly jade a grudge, mistress."

"In faith I do," said the dame, smiling, "and would gladly pay it."

"You may pay it off with usury now," added the captain, "with no more trouble than telling the story. It is a rare jest, and will not die quickly." "I pray you tell it to me, good captain-give me all of it," exclaimed the dame, eagerly.

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Peregrine Cadger, the mercer, you know," said the captain- but it is a long story, and will take time to rehearse it. Garret, how comes it that you did not tell this matter to your wife, as I charged you to do?" he inquired, with a wink at the publican.

"I resolved to tell it to her," said Weasel, "but, I know not how, it ran out of my mind-the day being a busy one”—

"A busy day to thee!" exclaimed the spouse. "Thou, who hast no more to do than a stray in the pound, what are you fit for, if it be not to do as you are commanded? But go on, captain; the story would only be marred by Garret's telling go on yourself-I am impatient to hear it."

"I pray you, what o'clock is it, mistress ?" asked the captain.

"It is only near nine. It matters not for the hour-go on."

"Nine!" exclaimed Dauntrees; "truly, dame, I must leave the story for Master Garret. Nine, said you? By my sword, I have overstayed my time! I have business with the Lord Proprietary before he goes to his bed. There are papers at

the fort which should have been delivered to his lordship before this."

"Nay, captain," said the hostess, "if it be but the delivery of a packet, it may be done by some other hand. There is Driving Dick in the taproom: he shall do your bidding in the matter. Do not let so light a business as that take you away."

"To-morrow, dame, and I will tell you the tale.” "To-night, captain-to-night."

"Truly, I must go; the papers should be delivered by a trusty hand-I may not leave it to an ordinary messenger. Now, if Garret—but I will ask no such service from the good man at this time of night; it is a long way. No, no, I must do my own errand."

"There is no reason upon earth," said the landlady, "why Garret should not do it: it is but a step to the fort and back."

"I can take my nag and ride there in twenty minutes," said Garret. "I warrant you his lordship will think the message wisely intrusted to me." "Then get you gone, without parley," exclaimed the dame.

"The key of the stable, wife," said Garret.

"If you will go, Master Garret," said Dauntrees -"and it is very obliging of you-do it quickly. Tell Nicholas Verbrack to look in my scritoire; he will find the packet addressed to his lordship. Take it, and see it safely put into his lordship's hands. Say to Nicholas, moreover, that I will be at the fort before ten to-night. You comprehend?”

"I comprehend," replied Garret, as his wife gave him the key of the stable, and he departed from the

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"A discreet man-I mean, bating some follies which you wot of; for this trading and trafficking naturally begets foresight. A man has so much to do with the world in that vocation, and the world, Mistress Dorothy, is inclined by temper to be somewhat knavish, so that they who have much to do with it learn cautions which other folks do not. Now, in our calling of soldiership, caution is a sneaking virtue which we soon send to the devil; and thereby you may see how it is that we are more honest than other people. Caution and honesty do not much consort together."

"But of the mercer's wife, captain."

"Ay, the mercer's wife-I shall come to her presently. Well, Peregrine, as you have often seen, is a shade or so jealous of that fussock, his wife, who looks, when she is tricked out in her new russet grogram cloak, more like a brown haycock in motion than a living woman."

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with a sunburnt top. Her red hair on her shoulders is no better, I trow."

"Her husband, who at best is but a cotqueanone of those fellows who has a dastardly fear of his wife, which, you know, Mistress Dorothy, truly makes both man and wife to be laughed at. A husband should have his own way, and follow his humour, no matter whether the dame rails or not. You agree with me in this, Mistress Weasel ?"

"In part, captain. I am not for stinting a husband in his lawful walks; but the wife should have an eye to his ways: she may counsel him."

"Oh, in reason, I grant; but she should not chide him, I mean, nor look too narrowly into his hours, that's all. Now Peregrine's dame hath a free foot, and the mercer himself somewhat of a sulky brow. Well, Halfpenny, the chapman, who is a mad wag for mischief, and who is withal a sure customer of the mercer's in small wares, comes yesternight to Peregrine Cadger's house, bringing with him worshipful Master Lawrence Hay, the Viewer."

At this moment the sound of horse's feet from the court-yard showed that Garret Weasel had set forth on his ride.

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"Arnold, I am keeping you waiting," said Dauntrees. Fill up another cup for yourself and Pamesack, and go your ways. Stay not for me, friends; or if it pleases you, wait for me in the taproom. I will be ready in a brief space."

The ranger and the Indian, after swallowing another glass, withdrew.

"The Viewer," continued Dauntrees, "is a handsome man, and a merry man on occasion, too. I had heard it whispered before-but not liking to raise a scandal upon a neighbour, I kept my thoughts to myself-that the mercer's wife had rather a warm side for the viewer. But be that as it may there was the most laughable prank played on the mercer by Halfpenny and the viewer together, last night, that ever was heard of. It was thus: they had a game at Hoodman blind, and when it fell to Lawrence to be the seeker, somehow the fat termagant was caught in his arms, and so the hood next came to her. Well, she was blindfolded; and there was an agreement all round that no one should speak a word."

"Ay, I understand-I see it," said the hostess, eagerly drawing her chair nearer to the captain.

"No, you would never guess," replied Dauntrees, "if you cudgelled your brains from now till Christmas. But I can show you, Mistress Dorothy, better by the acting of the scene. Here, get down on your knees, and let me put your kerchief over your eyes."

"What can that signify ?" inquired the dame. "Do it, mistress-you will laugh at the explosion.

Give me the handkerchief. Down, dame, upon your marrow-bones:-it is an excellent jest and worth the learning."

The landlady dropped upon her knees, and the captain secured the bandage round her eyes.

"How many fingers, dame?" he asked, holding his hand before her face.

"Never a finger can I see, captain."

"It is well. Now stand up-forth and away! That was the word given by the viewer. Turn, Mistress Dorothy, and grope through the room. Oh, you shall laugh at this roundly. Grope, grope, dame."

The obedient and marvelling landlady began to grope through the apartment, and Dauntrees, quietly opening the door, stole off to the tap-room, where being joined by his comrades, they hied with all speed toward the fort, leaving the credulous dame floundering after a jest, at least until · they got beyond the hail of her voice.

GREEN MOUNT CEMETERY. FROM AN ADDRESS DELIVERED AT ITS DEDICATION.

I KNOW not where the eye may find more pleasing landscapes than those which surround us. Here, within our enclosures, how aptly do these sylvan embellishments harmonize with the design of the place!-this venerable grove of ancient forest; this lawn shaded with choicest trees; that green meadow, where the brook creeps through the tangled thicket begemmed with wild flowers; these embowered alleys and pathways hidden in shrubbery, and that grassy knoll studded with evergreens and sloping to the cool dell where the fountain ripples over its pebbly bed:-all hemmed in by yon natural screen of foliage which seems to separate this beautiful spot from the world and devote it to the tranquil uses to which it is now to be applied. Beyond the gate that guards these precincts we gaze upon a landscape rife with all the charms that hill and dale, forest-clad heights, and cultivated fields may contribute to enchant the eye. That stream which northward cleaves the woody hills, comes murmuring to our feet, rich with the reflections of the bright heaven and the green earth; thence leaping along between its granite banks, hastens toward the city whose varied outline of tower, steeple, and dome, gilded by the evening sun and softened by the haze, seems to sleep in perspective against the southern sky: and there, fitly stationed within our view, that noble column, destined to immortality from the name it bears, lists high above the ancient oaks that crown the hill, the venerable form of the Father of his Country, a majestic image of the deathlessness of virtue.

Though scarce an half hour's walk from yon living mart, where one hundred thousand human beings toil in their noisy crafts, here the deep quiet of the country reigns, broken by no ruder voice than such as marks the tranquillity of rural life,the voice of "birds on branches warbling,"--the lowing of distant cattle, and the whetting of the mower's scythe. Yet tidings of the city not unpleasantly reach the ear in the faint murmur which at intervals is borne hither upon the freshening breeze, and more gratefully still in the deep tones of that cathedral bell,

Swinging slow, with sullen roar, as morning and noon, and richer at eventide, it flings its pealing melody across these shades with an invocation that might charm the lingering visiter to prayer.

GEORGE BUSH.

[Born 1796.]

dogmatical and ethical theology, general commentary, biblical antiquities, hermeneutics and criticism, the fruits of his industrious pen have ever since engaged the attention of scholars and thinking men. His election to the professorship of Hebrew and Oriental Literature in the University of the city of New York, in 1831, may have had some influence on the direction of his studies, but the field upon which he entered would under any circumstances have been preferred by him, and is the one in which he was fitted to acquire the greatest influence and reputation.

GEORGE BUSH, one of the most profound | learning; and in the various departments of and ingenious scholars of the present age, was born at Norwich, in the eastern part of Vermont, on the twelfth of June, 1796, and entered Dartmouth College in the eighteenth year of his age, far advanced in classical learning, and distinguished for graces of style in literary composition at that time unusual even among the veterans of the pulpit and the press. Among his classmates of Dartmouth were the late Dr. Marsh, of the University of Vermont, so eminent as a scholar, a philosopher, and a Christian; Thomas C. Upham, who has won an enviable reputation by his metaphysical writings;* and Rufus Choate, who at the bar and in the senate has been among the most conspicuous for learning, wisdom, and fervid eloquence. Mr. Choate was his "chum," and at this time their pursuits as well as their tastes were congenial; but religious influences changed the intentions of Mr. Bush, and after graduating, with the highest honours, in 1818, he entered the Theological Seminary, at Princeton, to prepare himself for the ministry. In due time he received ordination in the Presbyterian church, and having passed a year as tutor in Princeton College, he in 1824 went to Indiana, under the auspices of the Home Missionary Society, and settled at Indianapolis. In the following year he was married to a daughter of the Honourable Lewis Condict of Morristown, in New Jersey. He acquired considerable reputation as a preacher, professorships were of fered him in several colleges, and prospects of the satisfaction of all his ambition seemed opening before him; but in 1827, when he had been four years in Indiana, his wife died, and he returned to the East.

He had already written occasionally for the literary and theological journals, but now he determined to consecrate his life to letters and

*The Elements of Mental Philosophy, Treatise on the Will, Outlines of Imperfect and Disordered Mental Action, Principles of the Interior or Hidden Life, and other philosophical and religious works, in which he has exhibited sound learning, good judgment, and candour.

The first work of Professor Bush was his Life of Mohammed, published in 1832.* This was followed in the next year by his celebrated Treatise on the Millennium, in which he has assumed the position that the millennium, strictly so called, is past. But by the millennium he does not understand the golden age of the church, which, in common with nearly all good men, he regards as a future era. He contends that as the memorable pe riod of the thousand years of the apocalypse is distinguished mainly by the binding of the symbolical dragon, we must determine by the legitimate canons of interpretation what is shadowed forth by this mystic personage, before we can assure ourselves of the true character of the millennial age. The dragon, he supposes, is the grand hieroglyphic of paganism; the "binding of the dragon," but a figurative phrase for the suppression of paganism within the limits of the Roman empire, a fulfilment which he contends commenced in the reign of Constantine, and was consummated in that of Theodosius, his successor. He draws largely on the pages of Gibbon in support of his theory, assuming all along the great foundation principle that the apocalypse of John is but a series of pictured emblems, shadowing forth the ecclesiastical and civil history of the world. As a merely literary performance, this work received the highest

The tenth volume of Harpers' Family Library.

commendations of the critics; and though not generally assented to, it has never been disproved.

In 1835 he published his Hebrew Grammar, of which a second edition appeared in 1838. It has been highly approved wherever used. It is better adapted than any other to elementary instruction.

In 1840 he commenced the publication of his commentaries on the Old Testament, of which seven volumes, embracing Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Joshua, and Judges, have been completed. His careful study, his scrupulous fidelity in eliciting the exact meaning of the original, and his peculiar tact in explaining it, have made his commentaries everywhere popular, so that before the completion of the series some of the volumes have passed through many editions. In all of them will be found discussions on the most important points of biblical science, extending far beyond the ordinary dimensions of expository notes, and amounting, indeed, to elaborate dissertations of great value. Among the subjects thus treated are, in Genesis, the temptation and the fall, the dispersion from Babel, the prophecies of Noah, the character of Melchizedec, the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, the history of Joseph, and the prophetical benedictions of Jacob; in Exodus, the hardening of the heart of Pharaoh, the miracles of the magicians, the pillar of cloud as the seat of the Shekinah, the decalogue, and the Hebrew theocracy; in Leviticus, a clear and minute specification of the different sacrifices, the law of marriage, including the case of marriage with a deceased wife's sister, very largely considered, and a full account of the Jewish festivals. The sixth volume contains an ample and erudite exposition of the Song of Deborah, and an extended discussion on the subject of Jephthah's vow, with a view to determine whether the Jewish warrior really sacrificed his daughter.

In 1844 he published the Hierophant, a monthly magazine, in which he enters elaborately into the nature of the prophetic symbols, and in one of the numbers brings out some grand results as to the physical destiny of the globe. He assumes that a fair construction of the language of the prophets is far from countenancing the common opinions respecting the literal conflagration of the heavens and the earth, and does not even teach

that such a catastrophe is ever to take place. He denies not that this may possibly be the finale which awaits our planet and the solar system, but contends that if so, it is to be gathered rather from astronomy than revelation, from the apocalypse of Newton, Laplace and Herschel, than from that of John. The Letters in The Hierophant to Professor Stuart, on the Double Sense of Prophecy, have been regarded as among the finest specimens of critical discussion.

The next work of Professor Bush, and the one which has excited the most attention and controversy, was Anastasis, or the Doctrine of the Resurrection of the Body Rationally and Spiritually Considered, published in 1844. There is a true and perceptible progress in our knowledge of nature, with which our knowledge of the revelation also advances. The discoveries of the geologists have made necessary a new interpretation of the scriptural genesis of the earth, and the astronomers have taught us that the old opinions of the miraculous suspension of the sun are erroneous; but while science thus modifies ideas in regard to things physical, the great moral truths of the Bible are not affected by it, and the law of conscience remains immutable. Professor Bush contends that the commonly received doctrine of the resurrection of the dead, which implies a reunion of the identical particles of matter which in our present state compose the human body, and that, however widely scattered, and however diverse the forms in which they may exist, these particles shall mysteriously be made again to live in connection with the soul, is sanctioned by neither reason nor revelation. "The ancient and accredited technicalities of religion, hallowed as they are by long usage, and wedded to the heart by early association,” are clung to however with unyielding tenacity, and the more spiritual and reasonable view of the resurrection was assailed, in a manner scarcely consistent with Christian courtesy, in many of the leading religious journals, and in various tracts and volumes, to which Professor Bush replied in his work entitled The Resurrection of Christ, in Answer to the Question whether he rose in a Spiritual and Celestial or in a Material and Earthly Body, and in The Soul, or an Inquiry into Scriptural Psychology, as developed in the use of the terms Soul, Spirit, Life, &c., viewed in its bearings on the Doctrine of the

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