From the New-England Galaxy.


EXTRACTS FROM THE
JOURNAL OF AN w. D.
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Feb. 18. Influenza thou "novum mon
strum terre''! mighty name,-before whose
portentous sound the wealthy bow captive,
and the multitude is led into fetters at
whose touch the bands of life are dissolved,
like ali icicle before the Sun, and the foun-
dations of health are sapped ere the insidi-
Gus .uiner be perceived; thou shakest the
tree of life, and the old drop off, like wither-
ed leaves unable to retain their feeble hold,
while the young and strong, like green leaves
cling little longer, but even they are some
times swept away by the ruthless ferocity
of thy blast. Yet it's an i'll wind they say,
which blows no good. Thirty visits book d
last nieht Pretty well. II people must be