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his son.

Dear father, hush !” cried the maiden South-West. What had become of “Prince with a look of distress.

Frank” in this well remembered and bloody I will inquire of him, Charlotte. Per- crusade of the roused citizens of Mississippi haps

to redeem their towns and cities from the “You can hear nothing, alas, but what hordes of blacklegs who infested them, I you already too well know. Pray, father, was ignorant. do not speak of Henry!- Nay, then let “Do you know him, sir? - Pray speak me inquire. Sir,” she said, clasping bis freely;" asked the daughter, after watching hand and looking up in my face with tearful my countenance for some time. eyes,

we have a relative- -a dear relative, Í frankly informed her that her informasir, in Natchez, who, we have heard has tion had been correct, and while I expressed wandered from the path of honor.” my hopes that their pious journey to effect

“It is my son, sir," said Mr. Townley his reformation and restoration io society, firmly. His daughter hung her head, and might be successful, I told her that I feared I could see the blush of shame mounting there was little prospect of it. her forehead. “He is my only son. He From this time I saw much of them, for was a clerk in New Orleans, and in an evil Mr. Townley loved to sit and talk to me of hour was tempted to gamble and lost all of

At length we approached the his own money, and then embezzled that of mouth of the Ohio where we were to sepahis employer. To escape punishment he rate, myself and my party to wait and take a fled and joined the gamblers at Vicksburg. boat up to St. Louis, – they to continue We have since learned that he has now their sad and hopeless voyage for the rebecome a principal leader among them, and covery of a lost son and brother. that he remains mostly in Natchez. I am As the boat was rounding too at the beauon my way to try to reclaim him. It is tiful point of land now the site of the infant painful to a father to speak thus of a son! city of Cairo, Mr. Townley came to me and Did you ever see him, sir?”

asked how long I and my friends would Townley,” I repeated, -"I never heard remain in St. Louis? of the name in the South except associated On learning it would be but for two days, with men of honor.”

and that we should then proceed direcily “We have discerned that he goes by the down the Mississippi to Natchez, he asked assumed name of Frank Carter," said Mr. if it would be agreeable to us for himself Townley.

and daughter to attach themselves to our I could not confess my ignorance; for I party. This accession was gladly received recognized the uame of ihe most notorious by all my friends to whom I had communigambler or “sportsman” in the South, who cated the interesting object of their journcy, from his influence with the different bands and who were as deeply touched as myself that infested the West from Louisville to with their peculiar affliction. Mr. Townley New Orleans, was called “Prince Frank.” and his daughter, therefore, quit the boat I gazed upon the father with pity, and upon with us; and the steamer landing our large the sister with feelings of the most painful party with our baggage opon the shore, sympathy. I felt that their hope of reclaim- resumed her swift course down the river, ing him was destined to perish. They Captain Clark receiving our good wishes remarked my silence, and the daughter, for his safe and speedy arrival at New Ornow that there was no more to be told to leans. call the tinge of shame into her cheek, It was lare in the afternoon when we lifted her head and looked into my face with landed upon the point, and as we learned a anxious interest. Mr. Townley also waited boat was looked for momentarily from beearnestly to hear at least a reply from one low, bound to St. Louis, we concluded not who might have seen his son, and who could to remove our large quantity of baggage to tell him something about him less evil than the tavern, but remain with it, at least till he had heard. I recollected him as a fine night by the river side. Cairo city, as this looking, richly dressed young man, who place is now denominated, was then comused to make a dashing appearance at the prised in a two story tavern, called “ Bird's St. Catharine's race course, in a barouche Hotel,” with a double gallery running drawn by a pair of spirited bays, with a around it, -- in a sort of grocery store, one beautiful girl, his mistress, seated by his or two log huts and a vast foresi of gigantic side. He had become rich by his reckless trees that covered nearly the whole place profession, and it was said owned several except 6 the clearing” on the extreme point. dwellings in “ Natchez under the Hill,” the It was a desolate looking spot, especially empire over which, as “Prince Frank,” he on the approach of night. The tavern, too, ruled. But recently, since I had left the had a bad name, the point being, from its South in May, there had been a war of central position, a rendezvous for gamblers, extermination against the gambles, begin- and from its retired character, and the ning at Vicksburg and sweeping the whole peculiar facilities it afforded for evading justice, the refuge of criminals and all kinds for a steamer, and awaken the rest on its of desperate characters. Flat boats, also, ) approach, we settled ourselves about our always hauled up here on their trips for the bivouack for the night. The ladies soon crews to take a frolic, and here were always went to sleep, confiding in our guardianship sure to be landed from steamers mutinous as women should ever do. Mr. Townley “hands,” or detected rogues.

We had || all at once showed himself to be a man of some knowledge of the character of the resolute character; for the probable danger spot, and therefore chose to remain as long || of the party roused him from the contemas we could on the levee, hoping the boat plation of his own sorrows to sympathy would soon appear and render any further with the feelings of those around him. intimacy with the suspicious tavern unne- The moon shone very bright, and the two cessary.

great rivers flowed majestically past, their We therefore placed our trunks in a hollow broad surfaces looking like torrents of square, and seating ourselves upon them, molten steel, meeting a mile below the waited patiently for the expected boat.— point, and blending into one dark flood When the sun at length set, and no signs which lost itself in the gloomy forests to of her rewarded our long and intense gaz- the South. It was two in the morning. I ing, we began to wish we had waited at was standing watch with Mr. Townley and Cincinnati for a St. Louis boat, as the the knight of the fowling piece, and one of Broadway House we all acknowledged, was the young merchants, when we observed a far more comfortable than the broad side of party of men suddenly issue from a path a river bank. The landlord, now, on our leading into the forest in the direction of application to him, roughly replied that his two or three log huts. Hitherto the night rooms were full. We had observed as we had been still; the lights had been early went to the house, several suspicious men extinguished in the tavern, and the groups lurking about the tavern, one of whom I of boatmen that were lingering about the recognized as a well known Natchez gam- shore had returned on board their flat boats. bler. We felt no disposition to remain in The party which we now saw was, when their company at the tavern, well knowing we discovered it, about three hundred yards the vindictiveness which they entertained, off, moving at a quick tramp directly since their expulsion, against all Mississip- towards our bivouack. We instantly wakpians, and the annoyance we might expect ened our companions without disturbing if we were recognized to be from the South. the ladies, and having prepared our arms to As the night promised to be clear, and the give them a good reception should they moon rose as the sun set, we decided on prove hostile, we remained seated upon our remaining on the bank all night. We

trunks watching them. The moon now arranged couches for the ladies with cloaks shone upon them so clearly that we could and buffalo skins within the space enclosed count their number — fourteen men, marchby the trunks; and suspending on four ing three and four abreast; it also gleamed stakes a large crimson Mexican blanket upon weapons which some of them carried. that belonged to the travelling equipment We were now satisfied that we were the of the Louisianian, formed a serviceable object of an open attack by some of the canopy to protect them from the dew. We || desperadoes who invested the point, who then opened our trunks and took out our probably expected to find us unarmed and knives and pistols, and the brother of the sleeping, and so pillage our baggage and bride unlocked from his case a new, double- persons, if not do murder, if resisted. We barreled fowling piece he was taking home. let them advance within fifty paces and There were of our party seven men, inclu- then challenged. One who walked by the ding two young merchants returning home side of the first rank then spoke to them to St. Louis from the East, who were and they halted. bivouarked a few paces from us, but who “If you approach any nearer, be your on invitation joined us.

We had arms, errand peaceful or hostile we shall fire upon the double-barreled fowling piece just nam- you,” we said firmly. ed, nine pistols and five bowie knives, and “Ha! they are prepared !” said one. powder and ball: we therefore felt very sure “No. It is bravado. Let us on!” of giving a good reception to any who mo- shouted another. lested us; for we knew that defenceless “On, then," was the general cry, and parties of bivouacking travellers had been they rushed towards us in an irregular body: attacked by armed banditii, and robbed of We let them come within close pistol every article of baggage, and their jewelry || shot, - all fired a regular discharge — but stripped from their persons; we had heard over their heads. also of travellers landing at the point who They suddenly stopped, with a cry of surnever embarked again. We therefore qui- || prise, fired pis or two, and then reetly loaded our arms, and having established treated a few paces and made a stand.á watch both for security and to look out One of them was evidently wounded, for we

our ears.

saw him fall, and with difficulty and groan- father and five sons, roused by the skir. ing drag himself after his companions.- mishing, came up from their boat to our The challenge and firing aroused the females rescue. They rushed upon the gamblers so of our party, who at first shrieked, and were unexpectedly, that, after making slight dein great terror, but were prevailed upon to fence, they fled into the forests, leaving keep their recumbent positions sheltered their chief dead not four yards from our from any fire of the assailants, by the trunks bivouack. At the same moment, the deep we bad fortunately piled around their lodg-boom” of an ascending steamer reached ing place. We now reloaded our pistols,

We were congratulating each and prepared to receive them if they again other upon our escape, and thanking the attempted to molest us. Before we all got brave boatmen, when a loud wild cry from prepared for a second defence, they rushed Mr. Townley chilled the blood in our veins. upon us, firing pistols as they advanced, the We looked, and saw him leaning over the balls of which whizzed over us, and, as we body of the slain robber. His daughter afterwards saw, pierced our trunks. Re- flew to him, gazed at the face of the dead, luctant as we were to shed blood, we did not shrieked and cast herself upon the body. hesitate to return their fire, when they had It was his son — her brother! He had got within five yards of us brandishing their fallen by his father's hand. Poor Mr. knives and as desperate a looking set of Townley! he never came to his reason, to black-legs as I should ever wish to en- realize the full extent of his misery. He

A ball from Mr. Townley's pistol grew imbecile, and perished a few months brought down their leader, and we were in afterwards, a broken-hearted wreck. Charthe act of engaging with our knives, when || lotte Townley still lives, but consumption is a happy diversion was made in our favor eating the bloom from her cheek, and her by a shout close at hand, and a crew of fading form will soon lie in the grave beside gallant Kentucky boatmen, consisting of a l her father's.

counter.

LITERARY NOTICES.

Virgil; With English Notes. By Francis Bow.

en, A, M. Boston : David H. Williams.

Those of our young friends who have not finished their classical education in the school-room, and still more, those who, without the assistance of an instructer, are endeavoring to initiate themselves into the pleasures aliendant on the mysteries of the Latin tongue, will feel greatly indebted to Mr. Bowen for this elegant and accurate edition to Virgil. It contains all of Virgil's writings but one or two of the doubtful minor poems, illustrated by a body of valuable notes. The editor remarks in his preface, and in his practice shows that he knows what the notes of a school book sbould be ; not such pedantic annotations as only serve to show the author's stores of classical lore, while they frighten and confuse the ignorant; pot authoritative dicta on subjects which are matters of discussion among critics; not elaborate dissertations branching forth, ad libitum, from the text; not long translations which lift the student over ground over which he might have walked himself with ease; and, more than all, not windy, pretended explanations which, under the guise of a free or liberal

translation of the text confound such confusion as there is in the learner's mind, and leave the teacher a conviction of the ignorance of the annotator. Mr. Bowen's notes are short, accurate and to the point. At the same time, no one will complain that he does not give assistance enough. In his desire to make the volume useful to all classes of learners, he has hardly linited the number of his notes ; they are more numerous than has been usual in our classical school books. It will therefore, as we have implied, recommend itself particularly to those who study without the attention of a master, though we do not doubt that the masters and scholars of our classical schools will readily avail themselves of it. A careful examination of the volume assures us that its accuracy is such as we expected from the well known ability of the editor.

HENRY OF OFTERDINGEN. A Romance. From

the German of Novalis. Cambridge. John Owen. 1842.

The translator has prefixed to this volume a biography of the author, whose real name, as is ninth year ;

well known to the German reader, was Frederick von Hardenberg. The materials are drawn from FATHERS AND Sons. A Novel. By Theodore E. a Lise written by Tieck, to accompany a German

Hook, Esq. 2 volumes, edition of his writings. He appears to have been TI novel has been published abroad, and rea person of a mnost delicate constitution of body, printed in this country since the death of its witty and a highly poetical frame of mind. His life was and distinguished author. He was engaged on its short, but long enough in give promise of great revision at the time of his death last year. We things. He died before he had finished his twenty- are told that he left another novel, Precepts and

bis biographer remarks, “With a Practice, which will also soon be published. We spirit much in advance of his times, his country regret that whoever had the charge of Mr. Hook's might have promised itself great things of him manuscripts should have thought proper to throw had got an untimely death cut him off. Yet his before the public a book, whịch, as is admitted, had unfinished writings have already had their influ- not received the full attention given by him to the ence; many of his great thoughts will yet inspire works which were published under his own eye. futurity; and noble minds and deep thinkers will It must be regarded as an incomplete production ; be enlightened and set on fire by the sparks of his incomplete, because the author had not expended spirit.”

the time and labor upon it which he wished to do, He himself calls this romance an Apotheosis and, if we may judge from the work itself, because of poetry. Henry of Ofterdingen becomes in the his ready wit and intelligence were dimmed and first part ripe for a poet, and in the second part is weakened as his health failed, and he had not that declared poet." The youthful hero, who las within power left, by the aid of which he gave to the him the germs of poetry, sets off from his quiet world the more successful productions of earlier home on a journey with his mother to visit her rela- and happier days. tions. It was in days when journeys were not After saying thus much we do not feel privileged made as now upon rail roads where every thing to speak, in detail, of the faults of Fathers and goes on so smoothly that the adventures of a thou. Sons. It has some peculiarities, attempts at variasand miles may be written in a dozen lines, and tion from the ordinary course of novel writing they met and joined company with travelling mer- which give it an air of singularity, and might ehants warriors and miners, who told stories, and perhaps, if they had been carried out under happier talked wisdom and poetry and philosophy for mu- auspices, have added to its attractions. The author tual entertainment till they reached their journey's tells the different parts of his story precisely as end. Here Henry meets a real poet, who opens to

he would tell to a friend from day to day, the him the unknown land of fable and song This history of any passing occurrence as its details poet too has a lovely daughter, Matilda. But it is transpired. He professes to wonder, with the vain to attempt an analysis of the book or of such reader, what can be the result of the various incistory as it contains. It is the natural product of dents and movements of which he speaks, to be an author who regarded “what was most usual as much in doubt as the reader is with respect to and nearest to him as full of marvels, and the the denouement. Again, he exerts himself to give strange and supernatural as usual and coinmon- his reader a vivid perception of all the movements place.” It abounds in beautiful pictures and which the different parties make, precisely at the exquisite thoughts, which are connected by a sin- times when they occur ; to let him keep the chrogular frame work of narrative which cannot and nology of the novel perfect even in unimportant ought not be separated from them.

details : if Mr. A. happened to take his claret at It is divided as we have said, into two parts, his club at the moment Mr. B. left a railroad train The Expectation, and The Fulfilment. The author for an omnibus, B's narrative is interrupted that left it unfinished, dying before he had brought it to A's transaction may take its proper place in time. an end. Tieck, his biographer, at the close, gives We allude to this singularity, because we have a sketch of the plan of the second part and the thought it must arise from the nervousness of ill manner in which the author had intended to finish health ; we feel constantly, while reading, that the it, so far as he was able to do so from his recollec- author grew tired of any circle of his characters, tions of conversations with his friend. Our readers after writing a few lines about them, and took relief will remember that under the title of “The Miner," in turning to another. ve published some passages translated from this We are constantly reminded of the turn of Hook's work in the March number of the Miscellany. mind; that it regarded every thing, in the first

This translation as far as we have had opportu- instance, in its relation to the arts of punning and nity to examine it, is faithful and elegant, and the conversing. This is not a mental organization author of it, who has withheld his name, deserves which gives the novelist any great advantage, indeed the thanks of the public for putting within the no author's peculiarities of thought please us when reach of every one so agreeable a book, and one continually presented us. No one will read the so highly popular in the original.

book however, who will not be reminded by it of his day.

the fund of entertainment which has been afforded through her is appointed to an office about the by the happier efforts of the author's pen : the plot person of the late Queen Charlotte. She enters is involved and disagreeable, but the kind tone of upon the duties of this place towards the close of feeling exhibited through the book, and numerous this volume, with great misgivings, which, from brilliant and vigorous passages make us regret

the notices we see of the third part of the Diary in once more the loss of one of the wittiest men of the English papers, (this part has not yet been

republished here) were not unfounded. The work as far as it has appeared, is certainly one of the

most entertaining of the day. THE BURNEY PAPERS. Diary and Letters of

Madame D'Arblay. Edited by her niece. Part
II.
We took occasion in the last number of the Mis.

HISTORY OF THE EXPEDITION UNDER THE COM

MAND OF Captains Lewis AND CLARK TO cellany to notice the First Part of this book. This

THE Pacific Ocean. Performed during the Second Part is not less sprightly and interesting. years 1804, 1805, 1806, hy order of the GovernThe tone and subjects of the Diary change some

ment of the United States. New York: Harper what. The scene is no longer confined to the small

& Brothers. circle at Mrs. Thrales's, and the more intimate

This work forms the volumes 154 and 155 of friends of the author. As she became more and the Harper's Family Library. It is revised, and more known as a writer, she is carried forward into abridged from the official narrative by the omission a larger circle, and she describes persons and of unimportant details, and furnished with an inrelates conversations with still more spirit as she troduction and notes by Archibald MiVickar. As grows more accustomed to the task. The matter the original work was nearly out of print, "the however becomes somewhat more grave;- poor publishers thought it a suitable time to put forth Dr. Johnson's infirmities increase upon him; he an edition of the Journal of Lewis & Clark, pruncan no longer join in the social circle, and and at ed of unimportant details, with a sketch of the last his devoted friend and admirer is forced to progress of maritime discovery on the Pacific coast, record his death ; while the death of Mr. Thrale, a summary account of earlier attempts to penetrate and subsequent imprudent marriage of his widow, the vast western wilderness, and such extracts and produces an almost entire change in the associations

illustrations from the narratives of later travellers, of Miss Burney.

led by objects of trade, the love of science, or Her descriptions of London society however, are religious zeal, as the limits of the undertaking highly entertaining ; and the conversations are

would allow.” detailed with so much spirit that one almost feels

Lewis & Clark's journey was one of the most as if he were - reading the best chapters of her

interesting of the expeditions of modern science. novels, only that he is constantly met with real

Mr. M Vickar has succeeded well in his attempt to names of persons whom he is glad to know about. condense the official narrative, without impairing In the course of this volume she comes to be the its spirit or lessening the interest which attaches friend of the once celebrated Mrs. Delany, and

to it.

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PARIS FASHIONS.

Bridal dress of white Tartalanne, trimmed with A walking dress of Gros de Naples, corsage flounces of broad lace - the sleeves with lace to plain, tight sleeves and a moderately sized capumatch, put on spirally beneath an inserting. The chin, or round cape. A simple cottage bonnet of hair dressed very low in simple braids at the sides watered silk, with full bows and long ends. Blond - a wreath of maiden blush roses in front, and a bonnet cap, with bow of the same beneath the blond veil on the back of the head.

chin, and ample ends.

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