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similar sentiments. No doubt but the tu- mnIt in the heart of that lowly lass was as tender, as terrible, as melting and melan- choly, as that which inspired the immortal strains of the Lesbian's love-harp. The catastrophe of the Plymouth maiden was as tragical as hers of Mitylene. When the tide ebbcd, within little cove was discovered the, lifeless body of Mary. She was sitting, supported by a projecting rock, upright her hair, nearly dried by the wind, floated over her shoulders and in her hands, pressed closely together on her bosom, was, the letter to her lover. Was she not constant?

 What became of her drummer Did he too, in despair---to use the lovers vein--- snatch the fatal shears from the hand of the Fates, and cut short the thread of his own existence? Man, it is said, never loves like woman, witLi his whole heart. The statesman must devote his thoughts to the nation or his party---the merchant is engaged by the details of commerce and the desire of wealth; the sailor has sweet heart in every port, and the soldier chan ges mistresscs as he changes garrisons.' Never should a young woman tiatter her. self that if she commits suicide. her swain will die also. Phaon did not. The drum mer did not. Before the treaty of Ghent was known in the United States, he had negoeiated treaty for himself; he was, married. Was he not false?

 Yet where is the person of good sense and good principles, but will commend the f.lsehood rather than the constancy Let every young lady who reads this story, grave it on her mind, that absurdities and sins can never be atoned for, by pleading wounded sensibility, disappointed affec- tion, or even that devoted, exalted, yet sometimes dangerously indulged feeling the pride of eonstancy.