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We mentioneda fortnight since, that the hrlg fn- laski, which had arrived from Thomaston wltha car go of lime had taken fire and taken to the marsh shore opposite the city, where stpped Of her C. iage and spars, ana partly scutted, she left to burn or to burn s should happen. The old brig has been suspended between life and death since. It supposed that the air tight matches had triumph ed over her enemy-but Monday, just before sun set, the smoke begun to creep through the seams o her decks and then the flame burst out of her cabin and by dark, the fiery element had spread from stem to stern and licking her masts with it's million of tongues. We sat in boat along side, watching the progress of her destruction for an hour. We cer tany never saw finer sight-when we left, hel mainmast had fallen over the taffra, and the very bowels of the old Pulaski were eaten by the hun gry flames.

 She consigned to Mr. Rivers, was an old craft and the loss will be great. She certainly burned beautifully, and gloriously illuminated the river and the wharves. The glare was reflected from the win- dows of the large Front street, like ma ny mirrors of burnished gold. Poor old brig! She has made many yoyage-many stormy wave has she breasted and bueted in the service of commerce Many long hour has she been watched in her mid night coursei Her is run, and her last service was to furnish light for cigar from her burning sern.--In gratitude for which, old hrg we write | you this epitaph