DangeS Of Poets.
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unlocked for. beset 6im round and
spring upon him unawares.


Take as example the following sto.
ry, which is not entirely fictitious.


As well known poet ofthe pres
ent century sat in his study, pen in
hand, a man rushed in and threw him
self into a chair, with every appear
ance of agitation. After moment
of speechless woe he sighed out,


81 am most miserable husband =


The poet expressed his surprise at
this unexpected confidence from a
stranger, and be after another deep
sigh, explained himself as follows:


"i>ess than three years ago mar"
ried very beautiful woman, and eve
ry thing promised me a life of singu>
lar happiness, although my wife as
twenty years younger than myself;
but soon, very soon it became appar,
cnt that there was less similarity. be-
tween our tastes and pursuits than
our ages. My wife was romantic.
fantastic, and floated in the regions OF
fancy, while plodded on the earth,
and thought only of supplying her
wants.


"Thlngs went on in this way till,
one day, nv wife disappeared, leav-
ing me letter, containing the fol-
lowing words I'VE can never un-
derstand each other; | break the
chain and fly from thee forever"


The poet looked compassionately
at the bereaved husband; but not un-
derstanding why he had been chosen
for his confident, he remained silent.


"Where has my wife gone?'' said
the stranger, after pause.


81 do not know" answered the po-
ct.


Neither do H. said the stranger:
"but | am sorely wronged and distress
sed. must have satisfaction, and
have come to you for it,"


TO mel said the astonished poet.
Yes, to you! you have written a
cursed book that wife read night and
day. This very book was left on my
dressing-table beside her farewell let>
ter. 1t was passionate love was de.
scribed. In short, you are answera~
bic for my wretchedness, and as /
cannot overtake the fugitives, ] will
have satisfaction from you. What
weapons do you choose?'


The poet attempted in vain to con
vince the stranger ofthe injustice and
unreasonableness of his proceedings.
Nothing would do but a combat hand
to hand. They met accordingly; but
before they had proceeded to deadly
acts, one Of the seconds, who had fail
ed to appear in season, came hastily
to the field with the intelligence that
the faithless wife was wandering on
the banks Of the lake.


every well!" exclaimed the hus,
bank, Il will 60 to the lake; but ifl
don't find her betrayer shall come
back to you for satisfaction; for satis-
faction will have


Whether the bereavcd found his
unfathful wife we do not know; but
the poet, who has mortal aversion to
duel:ng, started from the field, on a
long journey.


Il Heroine. The indiana volun-
teers were all mustered into service
of the United States or Friday. On
Saturday, one of Capt. Walkes's com
pany, from Evansville, lost handker-
chief On setting down 20 mess he
observed it sticking out of the bosom
Of one Of his comrades. He immedi-
ately took hold of it, when to his sur
prise ne discovered that his messmate
was female. On enquiring into this
strange proceeding, she stated that
being very poor, and wishing to go TO
her father, who resided in Texas, re.
solved to join one of the volunteer
companies. She afterwards came TO
this city, and her fellows soldiers raised