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StfHsou CoVeftuk uAu nnat@u. ENite At tn" tervals the blue appeared cOmmingIing with the rcd, the denser part of the cloud relieving the various tints of the sun, like roses and blue-bells. I saw one cloud. with its grace fui, rainbOw-like arch, spanning vast space -l marked it changing, tiil the gentle cur rents had given it feathery fringe iike-gsn- tIs reader, (if such you bel did you ever see the hack of qu:ll-well. something like that

 Afar off in the north, a long streak, solitary, and more beautiful from its loneliness in the blue sky beyond it, shOne with the spIeudor of liquid gOld-it seemed long finger, point ing to the bright luminary from whence its beauty came, and saying, behold my maker and your God. The sun then went down, as l believe it usually does after being LID all day. My spirits, which had been extremely low before this view. had now resumed their

 usual tone--from the beauty of the scene 1 derived zest for more. Why is it that the

 human affections are always looking forward never satistied-but We all cry more, more; 1

 whose stock of literature consists of her bible

 and almanack, told me the moon was to set,

 l determined to have more. Memory had

 been playing me thousand little tricks. and

 had even gone so far, as to place beside me,

 with her arm locked in mine, one who once

 called my own. We both had

 once looked upon scene like this, in silence.

 On, saw those mild blue eyes beaming upon

 me as though she poured her very soul into

 mIne-thOse sweet, smiling dimples-

 l saw her too, minglng in the fashionable, wn-

 natural, artificial circles of high life-and we'll

 do remember when we met as strangers.--

 But saw the moon rise. It was already

 night--one of beauty and serenity the breeze

 came by me balmy and scented like the gales | from Eden---the air distilled sweet music, and an atmosphere ofharmony enveloped me- ! The moon shed down food of mellow light 1 from the blue sea ahOve---and the stars ] thrown over by handfuls, seemed al. cOmmu- ming III social intercourse. It was one of

 those nights when tue soul struggles to escape

 from matter, to hold sweet converse with the

 spirits of the stars. | wandered among the

 hills unconscious whither was going----one,

 over which stumbled, arrested my attention.

 This may cover one of the children of the

 forest, a son of nature. l stretched myself

 upon 1t, and began to muse upon my Indian l friends: enthusiastically fond of nature, her

 children love as brothers---(readerI am un-

 crossed.) l unused, too, of aoon,an, and-lelI

 eep-and-dreamed.

 saw new moon, and new stars, shining / in new light, and happy spirits sporting on the moonbeams. Afar off appeared new

 isle in the Armament, like the abode of the

 happy. had now strong desire to visit the little isle. MethOught how happy should

 be had the power of wonder spirits, of trans

 porting myself whithcrsoever would.- Scarce had l wished, when genius ap-

 preached me--he said, what wouldst thou,

 young man? answered, whatever you think

 best for me, Mr. Genius.-See you wonder

 isle !-it IS called the isle of Matrimony-fol-

 low me. At his command, a beautiful bright

 spirit waited me tremblingy through the air.

 until we approached kind of circle which

 seemed to bound the isle, and which my

 earthly vision had prevented me from before ! distinguishing, when to my surprise found a

 wide gulf between it and the isle. We>now ! both stood upon the edge of the circle, when

 the Genius said to me, darest thou leap? |

 answered not word, but shuddering drew

 back. What means that shudder, art thow

 afraid! dared not dissimulate. and confess would not. Be candid, youth, says he-- when thy first infant cry proclaimed thy ex- f| istence, ] was with thee-in thy childhood was thy familiar, and in thy opening years thy friend. saw thee when the blossom of il thy love was blasted in the bud, by the un-

 feeling hand of ftashion-heard thee when thou

 was rowing thy little boat on the lone lake, beneath the midnight moon darest thou re- peat what thou utteredst then ?-wheo thv

 veins were like red hot wires. heat by the furnace blazing within thee.-Canst thou look

 upon yon blue isle. and yet cherish such

 thoughts !---thou canst not---I know thee bet.

 ter; learn to keep down thy busy thoughts,

 and when the hand ofpasson lays heavy up.

 on thee, will be with thee and hold thee up

 Il then answered, toas afraid to leap-i, looked beautiful in the distance, but neare, z approach dreaded. had before my eyes a dizzy height,f from whence had been near.

 y once precipitated, and trembled like ar

 aspen. l asked him to point me out some o tine beauties of the isle, which would suffice fo, } visit. He then passed his hand o, CT my eyes, when immediately my vision became

 more perfect, extending as it were to every recess in the island. Many and beautiful were the scenes which now fell under my obserya. tion---but most of all was one which fancy had before portrayed. A small, white cot

 tage stood on the declivity of hill, far re. mote from other habitatiOns. The woodbine and the honey-suckle clambered upon it. fl snowy walls, in all the luxuriance and verdurs of an unchanging cline Tha gro,,nd .-ou.L