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THINGS NEVER Never shall I forget those weekly assemblings for mutual instruction and encouragement, for the cultivation of the social feelings, for the attainment of a spirit of true piety, for “thanksgiving and the voice of melody', or those happy evenings spent in listening to rich, hallowed, and wonderful effusions of olden song, which the musical upstarts of the present day, one may venture to affirm, have never heard, if indeed they have known of their existence. Long shall I remember my frequent rambles along thy shores–Old Castine--the many curious stones and sea-weeds, shells and fish I have gathered there-the sea-birds floating upon the breast of the blue waters, or careering and screaming overhead, or skimming along the margin of the shore — the bleating of the sheep borne from the islands in the stillness of the evening twilight — the vessels in full sail, from ship to fishing-smack, bounding in from the mighty sea - the star-lit nights, clearer and brighter than farther West - that happiest eve when an unexpectbrother was my guest, and sitting in my chamber discoursing of things that stirred our souls, we threw our windows up,

• And looked forth to the sky whose floating glow
Spread like a rosy ocean, vast and bright;
And gazed upon the glittering sea below,
Whence the broad moon rose circling into sight,

And heard the waves' splash and the wind so low'Long shall I remember the lovely bay seldom torn with bitter squalls, on which I first learned to guide TO BE FORGOTTEN.

85 my little boat without pilot or companion, and that afternoon when pursued by a man-mermaid or mer. man -- an unaccountable creature with broad face, capacious head, large human eyes and locks somewhat grey and long- how he darted towards me under water, reappearing at intervals to look around and at me, and when with haste I ran my boat into a nook hard by, disappearing to be seen no more. Long shall I remember that aged woman — a shining light of the church — who lived all but an hundred years and was active as a person of three score, who retained all her intellects and affections to the last, and died as she had lived full of faith and hope - that solemn time when rowed three miles across the waters in a light skiff, and from the landingplace obliged to walk several miles beneath a sweltering sun to attend the funeral solemnities of an old man — a patriarch indeed - round whose remains had gathered a company of mourners from the four winds of heaven -- that afflicted son of man, with a large family of youthful sons and daughters dependant upon him for subsistance, suddenly prostrated in the prime of life, by an excruciating and horrid disease, unable to eat or drink, and, sad to tell or think upon, starved -- literally starved into his narrow house' --- and those thrilling tales of deserters from the English Camp, who were taken and subjected to the rigour of martial law -- shot outside the fort into their coffins, as they kneeled over them, by a file of their obedient but heart-rent contrades. 86 DEPARTURE FOR THE SOUTH. These and many other things will never be forgotten.

· Much professional labor, the short intermission between services on the Sabbath (affording little opportunity for the repose of mind or body) together with the powerful action upon my system of an atmosphere saturated with salt-vapors, made it necessary for me to obtain a release from the Society at Castine and seek a more. Southern clime. It was the middle of February and the best of sleighing ; accordingly a quick run over the hardened snow soon brought me again to the metropolis of N. England.

SOUTHWARD.

CHAPTER I. Hartford Asylum for the Deaf and Dumb. New

York Jewish Sabbath Peale's Museum Hydro-Oxygen Microscope. Hoboken. Philadelphia Pratt's Garden, etc. Baltimore - a noble Forest Catholic Cathedral - An ardent Catholic.

FROM Boston, after the expiration of a month, I took steamboat for New York by the way of Hartford, and visited the Asylum for the Deaf and Dumb in H*. There were one hundred and thirty pupils. HARTFORD - DEAF AND DUMB ASYLUM. 87 They obtain a good general education, and the knowledge of some particular trade. I was informed that there were seven or eight thousand of these unfortunates in the United States, and about fifteen hundred in Massachusetts. The states severally support their Deaf and Dumb who are in indigent circumstances. Some of these have no idea of God. Though they fear when it thunders and lightens, it is not from any conception of a superior Being. They expect to die like the beasts of the field, and perish forever. So I was told. This must be true, I should suppose, only those who have not bad the benefit of any education. The teachers are ten in number, three of them deaf and dumb, and receive salaries of five hundred to fifteen hundred dollars. The fund of the Institution is $100,000.

I passed a week in New York, and made myself familiar with all that is interesting therein ; its public buildings — its City Hall with bespotted marble steps — a desecrated place, literally a magnificent spit-box.— its Exchange, with its statue of exquisite workmanship and truth — its churches, of which St. John's with its lofiy spire, imposing interior, and noble square, guarded by a costly and substantial iron railing, took my fancy far more than any other — its Hotels - its batteries and parks, its gardens and refectories -- its Museums — Hospitals - and Colleges — also its rattling and numberless Omnibusses, some of whose inscriptions pleased me, such as Washington Irving, Alice Gray, Lady Clin

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NEW-YORK. ton, Knickerbocker, Gideon Lee, North Star, and Rip Van Winkle. Among the strange sights of this strange city, I saw such strange signs and symbols as. Quackenboss, Wyncoop & Co.' • Babylon Islip - Patchoque Stage.' Paid a visit to Marquand's Jewelry Store, Gardiner's Furniture Ware House, G. &. C. Carvill's Bookstore, Waldo & Jewett's Painting Rooms, and the Rooms of the Geological Institute, which I note thus particularly, as every body ought to visit them.

A hot and sultry day in the fifth story of a coffee-house, taking a siesta after dinner, and slightly protected by the netting that enclosed my couch from the attacks of musketoes of monstrous size and alarmingly ferocious dispositions - most bloodthirsty phlebotomists ; here carried on with Quixotic ardor an argumentation with an antagonistical friend on the value of posthumous fame. · Threaded a multitude of streets on Sabbath moming with the same friend to find the Jewish Synagogue and attend its services. After a persevering and wearisome search we ferreted it out, and dropped upon its steps exhausted with fatigue — all to no purpose but to have impressed upon our memories by an Israelite the old and lost lesson that Saturday is the Jewish Sabbath. A laugh at our stupidity and folly refreshed us somewhat, and we wound our way to Murray-street and heard the Rev. Mr. Snodgrass preach, (Phoebus what a name!) or rather slept through his preaching - 90 fault of the ser

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