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which only increased it-feeling it to be foolishness to show resentment. After the cause was settled all crowded around me, while Edward was comparatively deserted, which still more incensed him. I passed by him, on my way out of the hall ;—he was leaning on a chair, with an affectation of ease, talking in an assured tone to a couple of gentlemen. I overheard him say, 'John Brighton is a scoundrel, and I can prove it.' He repeated it. Flushed and heated with triumph, I thought of his deep rascality too much, and so forgot mine. Heedless of policy, I turned to him: Sir, I can return the compliment; Mr. Livingston, you are a scoundrel.' He looked up with eyes flashing with joy, at the bait having been caught. You, sir,' he said, 'who are so just, so fair, so truth-loving and God-fearing, cannot object to having me try to prove the innocence of your charge, as well as allowing me to prove the justice of the application of the epithet I used with your name?' Instantly I perceived the net I had fallen into; but there was no escape. He perceived my hesitation, and continued'No evasion, sir, I hope-justice demands it, at least your own honor; if it is not convenient now, any time will do. Shall it be to-morrow? But these gentlemen heard the accusations of both; and if your honor can rest upon their former belief in your most perfect truthfulness and honesty, mine is anxious in its innocence until it be proved guiltless. These gentlemen, sir, shall be our umpires, to decide who, if either, is the scoundrel.'
(To be Continued.)
ACHELOUS AND THE SEA.
ACHELOUS! Acheloüs! why is thy torrent roaring?
Have Pindus' snowy summits streams into thee been pouring?
Drunk by no mountain streams I shout, old thirsty fellow,
Why do I dance-why do I shout-now mounting high-now sinking?
Fanned by the wings of spirit-bands-the great of ancient story;—
Ask'st thou me after slavish blood ?—Send to the swamps thy orders
Forth to the North and West ;-to every tribe and nation,
Norwich, Conn., June 9th, 1847.
NOTE-Acheloûs is a river in Greece, on whose banks the Greeks, in their Revolution, achieved prodigies of valor under the command of the heroic Bozzaris.
ature of the State at length gave orders for the erection ma Street Penitentiary to test the practical merits of an improvement distinguished by so many original and admirable features. The experiment succeeded even beyond his expectations; and, happily, Mr. Vaux lived long enough to enjoy the pure satisfaction of witnessing the precious results of so much exertion and such singular,sagacity in the redemption of numerous criminals, and their restoration to honest life. It is