flanked a mare with his gig-whip, but this awful visitation was too much. Boots, looking-glass, and table swam with a distracted whirl before his eyes; he uttered a feeble yell, and immediately lapsed into a swoon. It was bright morning when he awoke. He started up, rubbed his eyes, and endeavored to persuade himself that it was an illusion. To be sure there were the boots untouched, the coat, the hat, and the portmanteau; but where-oh where-were the watch and the plethoric pocket-book, with its bunch of bank-notes and other minor memoranda? Gone-spirited away; and with a shout of despair old Grobey summoned the household. The police were straightway taken into his confidence. The tale of the midnight apparition-of the Demon Lady-was told and listened to, at first with somewhat of an incredulous smile; but when the landlold stated that an unknown damosel had been sojourning for two days at the hotel, that she had that morning vanished in a hackney-coach without leaving any trace of her address, and that, moreover, certain spoons of undeniable silver were amissing, Argus pricked up his ears, and after some few preliminary inquiries, issued forth in quest of the fugitive. Two days afterwards the fair Saville was discovered in a temperance hotel; and although the pocket-book had disappeared, both the recognizable notes and the watch were found in her possession. A number of pawn-tickets, also, which were contained in her reticule, served to collect from divers quarters a great mass of bijouterie, amongst which were the Blenheim spoons. Such was Mr. Grobey's evidence as afterwards supplemented by the police. Tom rose to crossexamine. "Pray, Mr. Grobey," said he, adjusting his gown upon his shoulders with a very knowing and determined air, as though he intended to expose his victim-"Pray, Mr. Grobey, are you any judge of studs?" "Very well, my lord," said Tom, rather discomforted at being cut out of his revenge on the bagman, "I shall ask him something else;" and he commenced his examination in right earnest. Grobey, however, stood steadfast to the letter of his previous testimony. Another witness was called; and to my surprise "I do. Any time these three years." There are half-a-dozen of them here on the pawn-tickets. Shall I read them?" "If you please." "One diamond ring, pledged in name of Lady Emily Delaroche. A garnet brooch and chainMiss Maria Mortimer. Three gold seals-Mrs. Markham Vere. A watch and three emerald studs the Honorable Dorothea Percy There was a loud shriek from the bar, and a bustle-the prisoner had fainted. I looked at Strachan. He was absolutely as "I ain't a racing man," replied Grobey, "but I knows an oss when I sees it." "Don't equivocate, sir, if you please. Recol-white as a corpse. lect you are upon your oath," said Strachan, irritated by a slight titter which followed upon Grobey's answer. "I mean studs, sir-emerald studs for example?" "I ain't. But the lady is," replied Grobey. "How do you mean, sir?" "'Cos there vos five pair on them taken out of pawn with her tickets." "How do you know that, sir?" "'Cos I seed them." "My dear Tom," said I, "had n't you better go out into the open air?" "No!" was the firm reply; "I am here to do my duty, and I'll do it." And in effect the Spartan boy with the fox gnawing into his side, did not acquit himself more heroically than my friend. The case was a clear one, no doubt, but Tom made a noble speech, and was highly complimented by the judge upon his ability. No sooner, however, had he finished it than he left "Were you at Jedburgh, sir, in the month of the court. April last? "I was." "Do you recollect seeing me there?" "Perfectly." "Do you remember what passed upon that occasion ?" "You was rather confluscated, I think." There was a general laugh. “Mr. Strachan," said the judge mildly, "I am always sorry to interrupt a young counsel, but I really cannot see the relevancy of these questions. The court can have nothing to do with your communications with the witness. I presume I need not take a note of these latter answers." I saw him two hours afterwards. "Tom," said I, "about these emerald studsI think I could get them back from the Fiscal." "Keep them to yourself. I'm off to India." "Bah-go down to the Highlands for a month." Tom did so; purveyed himself a kilt; met an heiress at the Inverness Meeting, and married her. He is now the happy father of half-a-dozen children, and a good many of us would give a trifle for his practice. But to this day he is as mad as a March hare if an allusion is made in his presence to any kind of studs whatsoever. CORRESPONDENCE. A REMINISCENCE. WE once chanced to spend a Sabbath at the Presbyterian church in Nottoway, Virginia, not as distance from any house; the tall trees at intervals a doer, but as a hearer of the word. It was at a surrounded it, at the ends of whose flexile branches the horses' bridles were fastened, and whose delicious shade at once imparted coolness to the worshippers and solemnity to the worship. The house was unpainted, and, if we remember right, unthe place of northern pews. In one corner of this floored, nothing but benches without backs taking low and long building, elevated two or three feet above the ground, a pen was erected to serve as a pulpit; it seemed to have been built in some respects after the pattern shown by the temple of Solomon; sound of the hammer been heard. The boards were for evidently the plane had not come upon it, or the placed longitudinally, and had been sawed off at such an unlucky length, that the head of the preacher just peered above them as he rose to speak. Long we sat and waited for the parties under the they took their seats, well dressed, without an exception well-formed and well-looking, and paying respectful attention to the services as they proceeded. Perhaps there was a congregation of seventy-five persons, nearly all of whom were men. preacher arose, dissipating our fears of his non-entity both by the sound of his voice and the evident indications of a head. The discourse was wellreasoned and pious, and we doubt not edifying to others; but for ourselves, we must confess it, we lost the benefit between the sense of the ludicrous and the fear lest the worthy preacher, whose chin seemed to graze upon the ends of the pulpit boards, at some moment of impassioned oratory would be caught in the pillory and strangled. But "all is well that ends well;" the sermon was brought to a close, and we escaped witnessing so distressing a catastrophe. The DEAR Reader, it is long since we have formally addressed you. We might, as the usual custom in such case is, fill half our letter with false excuses, such as the heat of the weather, or that we had been on a trip to Mexico, or to Palestine. But we will simply state that sometime ago, soon after the earthquake, we felt a slight motion of our office, (which is the upper part of a large and strong brick building,) when we discovered that the house, with stone foundations, cellar and all, had been taken up in the air, through which we were carried in a southerly direction, so steadily that we could scarcely feel the motion. All the volumes and numbers of the Living Age, which have accumulated through ages past, remained undisturbed on their shelves, and after we had recovered from the first alarm we continued to read as usual. Here was something which brought old times back to our recollection. We used to read the "Arabian Nights" for amuse-trees and about the building to come in. At length ment, little thinking that our own experience was to prove the truth of the wonderful stories of houses being carried away by Genii. Well, at length we were placed upon the earth again as gently as we were taken up. We saw no princess of Chinaat least we have nothing to say about her. We now discovered that the Genius who had done all this was of a quiet and benevolent appearance (especially if you did n't ask too many questions) -and he explained to us that he had done it by the same means which were used to make the enchanted horse go through the air—that is, by turning a peg. The name of this genius is James Brown. Upon looking about us we discovered that the part of the earth on which we are now placed is thirteen feet south of that which we inhabited before, and Then there was the singing; it rings in our ears that the removal of our house was by order of the to this day, and will till we die. The preacher read a hymn; but, excepting his own, there was not a city of Boston, which had determined to widen hymn-book in the congregation; and, excepting a Broomfield street that much, in order that more venerable Methodist brother present, not a singer. room should be given to the crowds who came to His whitened locks, permitted to luxuriate to the subscribe to the Living Age. We are grateful, utmost when everything else was in decay, and and hereby invite the mayor and aldermen to order floating in all directions as the sportive wind rushed a complete set for each family in the city. (Peo- that seventy-five or eighty winters had passed over in through the open doors and windows, showed ple at a distance had better send their orders without him. His countenance, though serious, beamed delay.) with intelligence, benignity, and devotion; nor The removal of such a building without injury, could we tell whether it was more pleasant to see or with its foundation walls, is thought to be a very good to hear him. He was plainly dressed; a staff supjob, and we hope that Mr. Brown will get some-vices when he saw this part of divine worship likely ported his feeble frame; and, volunteering his serthing more than reputation by it. We asked him to be omitted, he rose from his bench, marched forwhether he could not remove a Pennsylvania coal-ward to the pulpit, and placing his back against the mine to this neighborhood; but were informed that it would be expensive, and that when brought here the rent would eat up all the profit. The motive power, as we said before, was six screws placed against Broomfield street. How the walls were prepared for removal we cannot here explain, but will give full information to every one of our subscribers who will call upon us. rough boards directly in front of the minister, leaned forward upon his staff for double support. As was the custom once in New England and now at the south, both from habit and necessity, the preacher deaconed" the hymn, reading but two lines at a time. The patriarch, striking a familiar tune, raised his broken voice; the words were touching; the tune a simple melody, but full of devotion and tenderness. All was solemn; the day, the dark As there is still room in the letter, we copy for you the image of primitive simplicity, the reverent and trees towering over us, the rude "forest sanctuary," from the Congregational Journal silent congregation, and to us, the thought of home and friends far away. There he stood, the old pa- | a general European war,) has been fully discussed triarch, pouring out from his heart the big emo- in this number; but we add from the Times a tions seeking utterance, and which sweeter, diviner few remarks upon the deputies who are to assemble strains, never bore up to heaven. Then did we first know the power of music; science, cultivation, at Rome to make known to the Pope the wishes choirs, organs, they are all nothing worth compared and wants of the provinces : with the simple melody of that old man, pilgrimlike with staff in hand, ready to pass over Jordan, and long since, as we doubt not, singing the song of the Lamb on Mount Zion. For a long time that tune escaped our recollection, and no effort could recall it; perhaps the old saint took it along with him to heaven; at length it came rushing back by a mere act of spontaneity, awakening all the thoughts and emotions of that by-gone day, with hearty good wishes to the Presbyterianism and Methodism of Nottoway county, Virginia. ourselves received, says that the deputies chosen are "A private letter from Rome, which we have most of them men well known to the public for their patriotic principles. The same letter informs us chosen for the National Guards of Rome. It in a that much importance is attached to the uniform great measure resembles that of the ancient Romans, and has given rise already to some fears that in Rome, as was the case in France at the commencement of the revolution, the choice of costume may give rise to notions which will embarrass the government, if it should, as intimated in a recent proc We are indebted to the Protestant Churchman for lamation of the pro-governor, endeavor to impede selecting this noble sonnet by Blanco White : NIGHT. Mysterious night! when our first parent knew Within thy beams, O sun? or who could find, the march of liberal doctrines. This proclamation, while it declares that the government will conduct the inquiry relative to the late conspiracy with impartial and severe justice, adds that it will also punish with severity the excessive zeal of persons who, by their conduct, might compromise the good relations which subsist with foreign countries; from which it is inferred the government dreads giving offence to Austria. "Letters from Rome of the 28th ult. mention that the Austrian cabinet had addressed a note to the pontifical government, in which it declared that, in the event of any disturbances in the dominions of the church remaining unrepressed, or crimes being unpunished, Austria would consider the pope incapable of maintaining order in his states, and feel That to such countless orbs thou mad'st us blind? Why do we, then, shun death with anxious strife-it her duty to interfere. General Radetsky, com If light can thus deceive, wherefore not life? mander-in-chief of the Austrian army in Lombardy, had been empowered to act according to circumstances. It was reported that Cardinal Ferretti Persons desirous of availing themselves of a prof-had, in consequence of that notification, ordered the itable investment, might purchase out the claim of Mr. Hinkley, an account of which we copy from a New York paper: Christiansburgh Montgomery county Virginia. Sir I wish to inform you Some fifteen or twenty years since I bought a lottery ticket that was drawn in the Sitte of new york & I was informed that the ticket drew five thousan Dollars but I have lost the ticket but I will make oath that I have lost it & iff the money can be got I want you to write to me & let me know all about the matter. Swiss regiments, and all the troops disposable, to march toward the northern frontier. "Letters from Naples of the 28th ult. say that considerable agitation prevailed in that country. It was rumored that an insurrection had broken out at Cosena, and that troops had been despatched against the insurgents, under the command of General Statella, whom the king had invested with the powers of an alter ego. According to another rumor, Col. Caribaldi, commander of the Italian legion at Montevideo, had arrived on the coast of Sicily, in an English vessel, with 300 men." CALIFORNIA. We have just received a budget of letters from a very intelligent naval officer in the Pacific; but unfortunately they have been so long on the way, that what was once news has become history. There are however a few paragraphs which have not entirely lost their interest. The first of which we shall copy is dated at the Sandwich Islands. I am a new yerker and is ver pore & iff ticket "Our officers are all much pleased with the mishas not drew anything I want yer to mage up some-sionaries. They are plain in their habits, easy in thing for my supyort &and send to me yours with their demeanor, and intelligent in their conversation. They have none of that sternness which a sectarian puts on, who would throw his religion into his looks, and yet they are free from all that lightness which They have cheerfulness without levity, and sobriety is incompatible with a high and earnest purpose. without austerity. They are far from being men of one idea; their mental horizon is broad. They have impressed their genius upon all the social habits and civil institutions of the islanders. Indeed, all that exists here, upon which the eye of the Christian or philanthropist can rest with satisfaction, has emerged, through their influence, from a tide of barbarisin, as the islands themselves have risen from the ocean by the action of the volcano. 66 They have many difficulties with which to contend, growing out of the ignorance and untowardness of the natives; and it is a burning shame that | these should be enhanced by the avarice and profligacy of foreign residents. Their worst opponents are those who come here from Christian lands to indulge in vice and make money. These are the men who decry the missionaries, obstruct their influence, and embroil themselves with the government. It would be a mercy to the living, were they sunk in an earthquake, and the wild sea knelling their | death-dirge." "The sober truth is, the mass of the people here have become thoroughly sick of Mexican rule. All the revenues of the country have gone for years into the pockets of a few individuals, who have figured here under the authority of Mexican commissioners, while law, order, and all the great interests of the country have been left to shirk for themselves. There are not, as near as I can learn, twenty families in California, save those connected with the Mexican government, who do not openly or secretly encourage the revolution. Every week brings in a report of some new village having risen and run up the American flag. One of the Mexican prefects. who owns a large extent of country and commands a great many tenants, has fortified his castle and run up our flag. "The Mormon emigrants, whom we left at Honululu, in the Brooklyn, numbering one hundred and seventy, will be here in a few days. They purpose [The following remarks from the same correspon- settling on the bay of San Francisco. They surdent, relative to the origin of the revolution in Cali-vived their passage round Cape Horn in good confornia, are not without interest.] dition. They are a plain, thrifty people-many of them mechanics. They are mostly from the Baptist and Methodist persuasions. Their Mormonism is a thing which has been superinduced on their previous belief, like Millerism on the faith of other sects. Out here it will probably blow away, as fog from a rock. Every one of them will join the revolution. They have rifles and can fight. But for the revolution they would not have been permitted to land, except by force. The captain of the Brooklyn, who is a Baptist, told me he had never been among a more quiet, well-behaved and devout people. They had their morning and evening prayers all the way over the ocean. They don't like to be called Mormons. They wish to be called Latterday-Saints." "This revolution originated in an attempt, on the part of the Mexican authorities, to drive out the Americans who had settled here, on the plea that they had not complied with the laws of citizenship. These laws require that every one, who would possess an interest in the soil, should marry a native of California and become a member of the Roman Catholic church. These laws could not be complied with, unless the emigrant would consent to repudiate his wife and his religion. Reduced to this extremity, they took up arms, and they are resolved never to lay them down till California shall be a free and independent republic. Their first step will be to connect themselves with the United States; even the English emigrants openly avow this. SCRAPS.-Death turned to Life; Queen's Visit to Scotland, 543--English Foreign Policy, 545Affairs of China, 546-Paredes; Professor Wilson, 551-House of Guelph, 555-Who wants a Crown, 556. 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But it must be understood that in all cases payment in advance is expected. The price of the work is so low that we cannot afford to incur either risk or expense in the collection of debts. LITTELL'S LIVING AGE.-No. 176.-25 SEPTEMBER, 1847. From the North British Review. 1. Sibylle, Eine Selbstbiographie. (Sibylle, an Autobiography.) Von IDA GRAFIN HAHN HAHN. Berlin, 1846. 2. Gräfin Faustine. Von IDA GRAFIN HAHN HAHN. Berlin, 1845. 3. Zwei Frauen. (The Two Wives.) Von IDA GRAFIN HAHN HAHN. Berlin, 1845. 4. Cecil. Von IDA GRAFIN HAHN HAHN. Berlin, 1844. 5. Sigismund Forster. Von IDA GRAFIN HAHN HAHN. Berlin, 1843. 6. Erinnerungen aus und an Frankreich. (Recollections from and of France.) Von IDA GRAFIN HAHN HAHN. Berlin, 1842. 7. Orientalische Briefe. Berlin, 1840. 8. Reisebriefe. Berlin, 1841. GEOLOGISTS tell us that the present state of the earth's surface is altogether different from that which formerly existed. Productions which would have been impossible in the earlier stages of the earth's development are now abundant on every side; whereas others, of the existence of which we have the most indubitable traces, have long since ceased to be. Changes pretty nearly analogous seem to have taken place in the intellectual world-and of one biped in particular, now very abundant, we have failed to discover any organic remains, in the earlier social formations-we mean the literary lady. Poetesses we have had since the age of Sappho; and Madame de Sevigné, we presume, was not the first mother who wrote letters to her daughter sufficiently spirituelles to merit that they should be handed about for perusal in the circle of her friends. But the authoress by premeditation, who coolly enters into a compact with the demon of types, and perpetrates a couple of 8vo. vols. of 300 pages, every twelve or eighteen months, is a being who could have been the result only of the presently existing social condition of the earth's inhabitants. Our narrow-minded ancestors considered the family circle as the proper sphere of female activity; and she to whom nature had been more kind than to her sisters in general was contented to employ her talents in cheering and adorning her domestic abode. If the influence of her sprightly converse was felt and acknowledged by her husband and her children, she sought no wider range of usefulness, but consoled herself with the reflection, that what her exertions wanted in extent they gained in intensity, and that she did much without travelling far. She played, in short, a woman's part, according to the idea of a woman which then prevailed; and if she did this well, she was satisfied. Our modern ladies, however, are in the habit of measuring both their rights and their duties by very different standard; and there is now scarcely any province of exertion into which we can travel where we shall not be certain of abundance of lady associates. But whilst we make these observations, let not our fair readers imagine that we are guilty, either of the sin of ingratitude for their exertions, or of the folly of depreciating their labors. We freely admit that there is scarcely any department, either of VOL. XIV. 37 CLXXVI. LIVING AGE. learning or of science, which does not owe much to female culture within the last half century. Wherever ladies have gone they have done good service; and the only question which remains a question with us, is, whether they have not occasionally quitted a sphere in which their usefulness must have been great, and in which they alone could labor, for one in which their interposition was not very urgently required. A lady who spends her nights in gazing through a telescope may possibly in time discover a star; and for this, her patient watching, we hope we should be able to feel the degree of gratitude which it merited, and should be delighted to hear the luminary in after time called by the name of the fair discoverer-the Julia-Adelaide, or Seraphina star, as the case might be; still, we do not affirm very positively that this same lady would not have been better employed in putting her children to bed, and in seeing to the proper rehabilitation of the garments of her lord. True, a nurse can put children to bed. It is not less true, however, that no nurse can put children to bed as a mother can, nor give them that parting kiss, which, like the benediction of a guardian spirit, sheds light over their childish dreams; and as for the husband, few husbands we believe are taken bound to become astronomers in their contracts of marriage, and where this has not been done it is hard to punish them for their insensibility, by compelling them to listen to the learned harangues of an astronomical wife, while the maid of all work is breaking the cups and saucers in the kitchen. That nature intended different departments in life to belong to men and to women, seems to us sufficiently obvious from the duties which she has positively imposed on the female. Of these, the first is the care of the young. Bring a man in contact with a new-born child, and he is quite as helpless as the child itself. If he attempts to handle it, the creature screams with instinctive horror. Pretty nearly the same holds true with regard to all the domestic duties. A bachelor's housekeeping is an awkward business at the best: arranged upon theory, cumbersome, clumsy, and expensive, it differs as much from the natural family as the constitutions which have been given to the modern European states differ from those which have grown out of the genius of the people. It possesses no internal living principle-neither beauty nor happiness; it is essentially inorganic. But whilst we would counsel our fair friends to refrain from wearisome blue-stocking nonsense on every subject ending in ology, as likely, in the general case, to lead them away from their natural and true position, we are far from insinuating that there is no species of authorship in which they may not properly and profitably engage. If it be true that the family is the proper sphere of female activity, it follows that a man can never understand so well as a woman its internal relations. In so far as he is concerned, the domestic affections are and must be cultivated in his leisure hours; they are not, and ought not to be, the business of his life. Other cares and other duties press upon him, from the time when he first enters upon his education till the hour when his dotage begins. His intellectual being must be cultivated to the utmost, in order that he may play his |