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DENTAL NOTICE.
D he has received in his profession during
12 months past, in Norwallt, begs leave to tn-
form the public, that he still continues a_ few
doors west ofthe Bridge, in Burrall’s Buildings,
where he will be happy tit any time to see his
friends, and answer all their calls in Dental
Surgery. . . .
Incorruptible teeth inerted from one to it
full set. Also, teeth cleansed, separated. ex-
tracted, &-c., and all those diseases of‘ the teeth
attended to, which, if suffered to continue, are
productive of so much mis_clnef-
Refereitces.—Emery Btssell, M. D-:- J- D-
M‘Lean, M. D.; Hon. Thomas B. Bitler;
Hon. Benjamin lsaacs, Norwalk. Nehemiah
Perry, M. D. Ridgefield. R. B. Botsford. M.
D.; Doct. D. P. Knapp, Danbury. _Doct.
Howell Rodgers, Colchester, Ct. William
Witter, M. D. Willia mantic, Ct.
LNovember 20., 1839. 1
CABINET FURNITURE.
THE subscriber, grateful _for'past
favors, would solicit a Continuance
ofihé saine. He is constantly inan-
ufactitring Furniture ofall kinds, of
the best materials,and will keep on
hand a good assortuient. not to be excelled by
any country establishment for cheapness, dura-
bility,-or workmanship. '
A good assortment ofCHAIR.S constantlyon
hand, or furnished to order at the shortest notice
for cash. ’ - ,
The subscriber would also offer Cabinet
Makers in this vicinity. and in the interior, an.
nppormnity to purchase Mahogany Lumber,
such as Plank, Board. and Veneering. 10 94$-
Change for their Furniture. He will sell this
stock at New York prices. and give $00!] lmces
for Cabinet \-Vare. This arrangement offers to
many, who do not wish to purchase to a great
amount, a first rate opportunity of getting their
stock. and saving expense in time and money.
Call at the Cabinet are Room, a few rods
east ofthe Bridge. Vfm. A. BAnr.ow.
_ Norwalk. May 16, 1840.- 53
CA BINET FURNITURE.
JAMES A. TINDALL
‘would respectfully inform the
inhabitants ofNorwalk and its
vicinity, that he has recently
opened a(}ABlNET WARE
ROOM a few doors north of
- "J. I-Ioolter’s market, where he
intends to keep on hand a general assflrlmenl
of‘FUR.N[TUR.E. manufactured of the best
miterials,andin the most modern style, which
he will sell on reasonable terms. — V
Norwalk. April 27. 1840. 25
FAMILY GROCERY.
THE subscriber would inform his
friends, and the publicgenerally,that
he keeps constantly on hand. 8| the
' ——- store3 doors north of the_intlI.a good
a ssortment of the best ofFAMlLY GROCE-
RIES, which he will sell on the most reasonable
terms.
following articles :
Loaf, white and brown
Sugar; St. Croiz, Porto Rico, New Orleans.
and sugar-libuse Molasses; hyson, young hys0l_1i
souchong and pouchong Teas; old Java. Lingui-
ta, Cuba, and Porto Rico Coffee; Wheat fifld
rye Flour; Corn Meal, Pilot Bread, soda bis-
cuit. butter and sugar crackers, rice. pork an
beef hams, mess and prime pork, dry and pick-
led cod, mackerel, herrings, sounds and tongues,
butter, cheese, lard, soap. sperm and. tallow
candles, salt. starch. indigo. pepper. pimento.
nutmegs. cinnamon, cloves, mace, citron, gin-
ger, dried currants, raisins, pea nuts. almonds.
‘filberts, brazil nuts. figs, prunes. ta.'narlud8.0_I'-
auges, lemons. honey, pepper sauce, sweet oil,
pot and pearl ashes, saleratus, cut and plug to-
bacco, snuff, segars, shoe brushes, scrubbing do.,
brooms, wrapping and writing paper. Water
pails, sand, and all other articles usually found
in a grocery establishment.
Goum) D. JENNINGQS7.
Nbrwalk. May. 1840.
FAMILY GROCERIES.
JUST RECEIYED.
THE Subscriber has on hand an
’ extensive assortment of choice Gro-
ceries for families, which'were pur-
chased at the lowest cash prices, which enables
him to compete with any other establishment.
and to sell his goods very cheap for ready pay.
Old customers as well as the public generally,
will find it to their advantage to‘ drop in satisfy
themselves. EDWIN Locrtwoon.
N,,,,,.,,u., May 27. 1340. _ 2.8.
barrel or lessquantity; Linseed do.; Whale
WHITE
titra Lead. for ‘sale
OIL.
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OCT. A. HILL, thackfhl forthe patronage‘
From Graham's Jllagazine/or February.
MY GRANDMOTI-lER’S TANKARD.
- av JESSE E. now.
My grandmother was one ofthe old school.
She was a fine, portly built old lady, with a
smart laced cap. She hated snuff and spec-
tacles, and never lost her scissors, because
she always kept them fastened to her side by
a silver chain. As for scandal she never in-
dulged in its use, believing, as she said, that
truth was stranger than fiction, and twice as
cutting. '
My Grandmother bad, a penchant for old
times and old things; she delighted to dwell
ttpon the history of the past, and once a year,
on the day ofthanksgiving and prayer, she
appeared in allthe glories of a dr--parted age.
He!‘ head bore an enormous cushion-her
waist was dotiblv fortified with a stomach-
er of whale-bond and brocade. Her skirt
spread out its ample folds of brocade and em-
broidery below, flanked by two enormous
pockets. Her well turned _:-inclcs were cov-
ered with blue worsted stockings, with scarlet
clocks, and her under pinning was comple-
ted by ‘a pair of high quartered russet shoes.
mounted upon a couple of extravagant red
heels. When the hour for service drew
near, she added a high bonnet of antique
lorni, made of black satin, and a long red
cloak of narrow dimensions, Thus clothed
as she ascended the long slope that led tothe
the old Presbyterian meeting house, she ap-
peared like a British grcnadier with his arms
shot off; going to the pay office for his pen-
sion. '
Her memory improved by age, for she
doubtless recollected some things which nev-
er happened, and her powers of discriptioii
was equal tothose of Sir Walter Scott's old
crone,,whose wild legends awoke the mas-
ter’s mind to aisense of its own high powers.
My Grandmother came through the rev-
cowboys and tories of white-washed chim-
neys, and tar and fcatherings, of battles by
sea, and of‘ skrimmages,’ as she termed them,
by land, would have filled a volume as large
as Fox’s Book of the Martyrs, and made, in
the language‘ of the day, a far more reada-
ble work. '
I was her pet-—her auditor : I knew when
to smile and when to look gi'ave—ivhen to
approach her, and when to retire from her
presence; her pocket was my paradise, and
her cup-board my seventh heaven.
Many a red streaked apple and twisted
doughnut have I maunched from the former
—and many a Pisgah glimpse have I had of
the bright pewter and silver that garnished
the latter. Among the old lady's silver was
a venerable massive tankard that had come
from the early settlers of Quinnipiack. 4-. she
prized it far above many weightier and more
useful vessels. This relic always attracted
my notice—n coat of arms was- pictured up-
on one side of it, and Uflf.l€.l'flP€tlll'l it the fami-
ly name in oldEuglish letters. stood out like
letters upon an it‘on.s_ign. It was of Lon-
don manufacture, and must have been in use
long before the Pilgrims sailed‘ for Plym-
outh. It had. dGUbilt‘SS,l)8Gl'l drained by cava-
liers and round heads in the sea-girt isle,
“ Ere the May -flower lay
In the stormy bay.
"And rocked by a barren shore.”
The history of this venerable relic was
my grandmother’s hobby, and as she is no
longerwith us to relate the story, herselfi’I
will hand it down in print, that posterrity, if
so disposed, may know something also of
MY GRANDMOTHER‘S TANKARD.
1n the year 1636, a company of fighting
men from the Massachusetts colony. pursued
a party of Pequots to the borders of a swamp
in the present county of Fairfield, in Con-
necticut, and destroyed them by fire
The soldiers, on their return to the colo-
ny,spoke in rapturcs ofa goodly land through
which they passed in the south country bord-
ering on a river and bay, called _by the In-
diansQninnipiack,and by the Ducth theVale
of the Red Rocks. ,
In the year 1637, the New Haven com-
Iu his assortment may be foundftihe.
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vana, St. Croix, Porto Rico. and New Orleans;
pany, beaten out by the toils and privations
ofa long and boisterous voyage across the
‘en pillars of the church of Quinnipiack.-—
olution a buxom dame, and her legends of
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t~foriw.t.i.it, err. WEDNESDAY, Fl<.‘B’:«;~.UARY 17, 1841.
Here was church and state with a vengeance,
and the pilgrims who sought frcr.-doth to,
worship God, found freedom to worshiphiiii
as they pleased, provided they worshipped
him as Mr. Davenport directed. ,
'l‘he seven pillars ofthe church were weal-.
thy laymr-n,.and were its principal support‘;
among the number, I find the names of those
staunch old Qcolonisls, Mathew Gilbert and
John Punderson.
Governor Eaton was an eminent merchant
in London, and when he arrived in Quinni-
pi-tick, his ledger was transformed into a book
of records for the Colony. lt is now to be
seen, with his accounts in one end of it, and
the records i_ri the other. The principal set-
tle-rs of New Haven were rich London Mer-
chants. They brought with them greatwealth,
and calculated in the new world to engage
in commerce, free from the trammels that’
clogged them in England. They could not
be contented with the old colony location.-
They now fotind a beautiful harhor—-a fine
Philip’s council fire.
The -musketoon wasjust as he had left it;
not a grain of powder had left the pan,——the
match burned brightly at the butt, and every
thing seemed to be as effective as possible.—--
Foster seized it and motioned to Grace to
stoop her head, so as to give him a chance
to bringthe red man in a range through the
opt-nyiug thicket. ' .
Grace bent her head to the ground, while
her heart beat with fearful anticipations——
The young pilgrim aimed his deadly weap-
on, as a fine opportunity presented itself.—
The two savages were sitting cross-legged,
s_ide'by side, and their braiwny breasts were
seen, one bending slightly before the othet‘.
‘Foster aimed so as to give each his fair pro-
} portion of slugs—for he had a charge for a
‘ panther in his barri-l-—and fired. A loud.
,report rang down the aisles of the forest,and
‘rattled in echoes over the settlement,while the
two lndinns bounded up with a fearful yell,
and fell dead upon the half-made hurdle.-
country-and 3 broad Jive"; ll“! 00 lmdt‘-'*"Foster sprang to the side of Grace, and cas--
Where all were sellers there could be no buy-
ers. They had stores but no customers; ships.-
btit no Wapping; and they soon began to
sigh for merry England, and the wharves of
crowded marts. ln three years after laud-
ing at New Haven, :1 large number oftbt-Be
settlers determined "to return -to their native
land.
Accordingly a vessel was purchased in
Rhode Island, a crazy old tub ofathing that
bade fair to sail as fast broadside on as any
way, whose sails were rolten with age, and
whose timbers were pierced by the worms
ofyears. [loving brought the vessel round
to New Haven, the colonists, under the direc-
tion of the old ship master: Lambcrton, re-,
aired and fitted her for sea - ,
The day bcfore,_Captaiu intended to sail,
Eugene Foster,the son ofa wealthy merchant
in London, and Grace Giliuan. the daugh-
ter of one of thewcalthy worthies of Quin-
nipiack, wandered out of the settlement arid
ascended the East Rock.
Grace Gillman was the niece of my great
grandmother. Possessing a brilliant mind,
a lovely countenance, and a form of perlect
symmetry, she occcupied no small share of
every single gentleman's mind asleep or a-
ivake, in the colony. Her dark hair hung
in ringlets about a neck of alabaster, and
sheltered with smaller curls a check where
the lilly and the rose held sweet communion
together. _
Foster had followed the object of his love
to her western home, and having gained El-
der Gillmnn’s consent to his union with the
flower of Quinnipiack. he ltf€*l$"‘ll0\V‘ reality‘ to
return in'tli'e vessel to his'nativé land. for the
piirpose of preparing for a speedy settlement
in the colony.
Engine Foster was a noble, spirited youth,
of high literary attatnritcntrits. Bi-sides,'his
frequent excursions with the scouts, lmtl made
him an E.‘Xpt'l‘l('[lCt‘(l woodtn:tn and ltuntt-i’.—
His countenance was pit-asant; l'llS eyepos-
scssed the fire of genius"; and his form was
tall and commanding.
It was a glorious morning in atitumn.—
The whole space around the settlement was
our. vast forest, and the frost had tipped the
leaves of the trees with russet, crimson and
gold. The bare sumac lifted its red core on
high, and the crab apple hung its bright fruit‘
over every crng. The maple shook‘ its
blood colored leaves around, and the chesnut
and walnut came pattering down from their
lofty heights, like hail from a summer clotid.
The heath hens sat drumming the morning
away upon the giants ofthe forest in former
ages. The grey squirrel sprang from limb‘
to limb. The flying squirrel sailed from
tree to tree i_n his downward flight; and the
growling wild cat glided swiftly down the
vistas ofthe wood with her shrieking pri-y..
The blue jay piped all hands from the deep
woods—-and the hawk, as he snlled over the
partridge’s brood, shrieked the wild death
cry ofthe air A haze rested upon the dis-,
tant heights, aud a cloud of mellow light
rolled over the little settlement,'and faded
into silver upon the broad sound that stretch-
ed otit before it. -
It was nearly noon when the’-lovers~i
Atlantic, landed at the mouth ofthe Charles I whose conversation on such an occasion I3
River, and continued for a season inactive in ,
the pleasant tabernucles of the early pil-
grims.
spies into the
arid bring them a true report.
gaunt from the pioneers, the cqmpianydcm.
arked and sailed. for that fair an , an at
the close ofthe tenth day the Red Rocks ap-
peared, frowning grimly against the west-
ern horizon, and the Quinnipiack spread out
its silver bosom to receive them. The ves-
scl that brought the colony,'landcd them on
the eastern shore of little creek now filled
up and called the meadows, about twenty
rods from the corner of College and George
streets, in New Haven, and directly oppos-
ite to the famous old oak, under whose
branches Mr. Daven ort preached his first
sermon to the;settlers,‘l)Upon the Temptations
of the Wilderness." Time, that rude old
gentleman, has wrought many changes in
the harbor of Qninnipiack since the days
of the pilgrims; and a regimenitl of purptljc
cabhacres are now rowinrr iv ere the a -
ventui?ers' bark resteii her tt="ave-worn fkeel.
In 1838, havinor laid out acity 0 nine
squares, the comapany met in Ni-.wman’s
barn. and formed their constitution. At this
meeting it was order?! that the laws of
Moses should govern t e colony until the el-
ders had time to make better ones. ‘
Theophilus Eaton, Esq , was chosen the
first governor; and the whole power of the
people was vested in the governor, Mr. Dav-
enport, theininistcr, his‘ deacon, and the sev-
Hearing of the fair and goodly?
land beyond the Connecticut, or Long River, , turn to the settlement.
and dlsliking the sterile shores of Massachu- 3 Narragansett tribe, now bounded from the,
d setts bay, the newly arrived company sent thicket, and before Foster could bring his}
land to vii-.w_the se.condCanaan, musketoon to its rest—for he always ivcntil-trail towards the Long River. The fight-
larmed-—they levelled him to the earth.
In l638, having received a fcvornble ac-lgreen withe was speedily tied around his
farms, and he was apparently as powerless asflst-tts, and returned lcisurelyto the St’ll.li‘llltT‘l'll.
must le-ve the render to lningine——turned‘
from the enchanting prospect, which at this
day exceeds any thing in Ainerica—to re-
Two Indians of the
A
3 scended.
ting loose the withe that confined her swol-
lcn arms, Lore her over the bodies of the
Narragatnsetts, whose horrid scowls never
were forgotten by the affrighted maid.
A war-hoop now mug in the usual path-
way to the settlement, and Foster saw that
he must take a shorter cut or die. Grace
had fainted, and‘ every thing depended up-
on his manliness and strength. He there-
fore approached the brink of the precipice.
,A wild grape vine, that had grown there
since the morning oftinie,for ought he knew,
extends,-d far upto the perprndicular rock,
from a cmg below. He bound the fair girl
to his breast with his neck-cloth and short
belt, and grasping the stem of the vine, de-
As he slipped down, the vine be-
gan to yield, and just as his foot touched the
unrroiv crag, the whole vino, with a mass of
loose earth and stones gave way with a tre-
mendous crash, and hung, from the crevice
where he stood, like a feather quivering be-
neath his feet. F istet‘ was for a moment
dizzy. but he cast his eyes upward, and be-
held the eyes of an Iitdian glaiing upon him
from the top ofthe rock. He was riervcd in
it moment; and seeing a ledge a foot and a
half broad, beyond a fissure, about eight
feet over, and very deep, be determined to
spring for it.—Grace Gillman. however,
felired the result. The lédge seems to run
at',)an angle of forty-five degrees along the
fr nt of the rock, to a side hill, formed by
rd _v.n over the fissufe, __coyet'tjd with, ti_:_iript-_
ifrgiifruit. 'He"'r_éiliched out his hand and
grasped the main stem as it waved in the
breeze—it was strong, and the roots seemed
firmly imbeddt-d in the crevice above him.-—-
Cornmending himselfto that Creator whose
tireless eye takes in at a glance his creatures,
he made his leap! The dump wind from
the fissure rushed by his ears: the vine crack-
ed and rtistled above him; rich clusters of
luscious fruit cnuiv tumbling upon his head;
and the birds of night come shrieking out
from their dark shelters in the fissure as he
lswung past. Foster, however, did not wa-
ver, his foot struck the ledge and he leaned
forward; the vine flew back likca pendulum
as he let it go, and he slid down the smooth
ridge ofthe ledge in safety. In it short time
he brought up against "ti heap of earth that
had fallen frotii themountuin top, and spring-
ing up, bounded like the chamoise hunter
from crag to crag, until he stood upon the
broad bottom, without a bruise or a scratch
upon himsclfor his fair charge. In twenty
minutes the young pilgrim entered the set-
tlement by the forest ttvay, with the almost
lifeless form of his beloved buckled to his
brt-ast, while savage yells of (.ltSflpp0lnlllt‘l'll.
came down from the summit of East Rock,
andcausé-d the young mothers of Quirmipi
nck to press their startled babes closer to their
trembling hearts.
None had dared to follow the adventurous
pilgrim’s course dotin the mountain's per
peridicular side ; and the ledges that jut out
likefaint shadows from the bluff: are called
Foster's Stepping Stone by those who know
the incident to this day.
The report of the musketoon was heard
in the settlement. The soldiers ofthe colo-
ny stood to their arms, and when Foster had
made his report, several strong parties went
outupon a scout; but it was of no use;
drops of blood only were discovered sprink-
led‘-upon the» sassztfrus-leaves, and a heavy
aging men of Quiitnipincli, after a weary
gmarch, gaveup the pursuit of the Narragan-
a child. Grace sprang to a little path thatli Night now settled like a raven upon the
led to the parapet of the bluff and screamed
for help; that scream was her salvation, for’
the Indian who was binding Foster’s hands,
left the withe loose, and spmng'tow:trd her.
In a moment the rude hand of the red-man
rested heavily tipon her should:-fr, and his
grim look sent the blood tingling from her
cheeks. Another withe was speedily pass-
ed around her arms, and then the two Nar-
rngansetts seated themselves to make a bur-t
dle to. bear the pale faced maiden away.-—
As they were busily engaged, Grace heard
a whisper behind her. She turned her head
half round—Foster. by some great exertions.
had got loose from his withe, and was craw-
ing slowing toward his musketoon.
The Narraganaetts. suspecting nothing.
were sitting behind a little clump of sassa-
fras. and nothing but their brawny chests,
could be seen through a small bend in the
trunks of the trees that composed the thicket,
Stealthily crept the experienced Foster to
the tree where his musketoon rested.-H Not
a crackling twig, nor rustling leaf,..gave the
slightest evidence of his movements; The
Indians spoke in their own wild guttnrals ol
the beauty of the pale faced squaw, arid.
chuckled _with delight at the speedy’ pros-
ll'and——the ‘drums bent to prayers—-one by
lone the lights went out in the cottages ofthe
;pilgrims—ancl as the watch fire sent forth its
gruddy blaze from the cotnmon—-now the col-
l loge green—-the colony slumbered in sweet
qforgetfulnlr-ss, or w-.indei'cd in visions amid
{the scenes of their childhood by the broad
lShannon or the Silver Ayr.
Who can tell the strange thoughts that
agitated the sleepers souls .7 The old men,
had they-no pleasures of memory? The
young men and maidens had they no dreams
lofjoy-no bright pictures of trysting trees
and lovely glens where the white lady mov-
‘ed in her noiseless path, or the faries danc-
ed on the moonlight sword’! Had the politi_-
‘cian no dream of departed power? No sigh
lfOl' his rapid f.-ill .7 Had the soldier no dream
lofglory——no sound ofstir-ringbugles melting
upon his ear .7 Had the minister of God no
dream of greatness-—when before the kings
and princesof the world he stood? and like
Nathap pif old said in Christ-like majesty to
the 0 en ing monarch—— ,-
’ "THOU ART THE MAN.”
Itwvas sunrise at’Q.uin_nipiack,,.,and the
seven pillars were no" longer 'seyeh€sleepers
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OFFICE WEST SIDE THE BRIDG]-3—OVER HOYT’S STORE.
Number 13.
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pect of roasting the young long knife by|Eugene Foster stood beside Grace Gilman,
while the old elder wrestt-d valiantly in
prayer. ,Wlr.-n the morning service was
ended, and a substantial breakfast had been
stowed away with no infant’s hand, Foster
imprint.-d a kiss ttpou the check of the bash-
ful ptiritan. ’
,‘ Farewell, Grace, said be, we are ready
to sail.’ In a few months ntore the sinokc
shall curl from my cottage chimney, and
tie good people of the colony shall wait at
the council board for good man Foster.
‘Ettgene,’ said Grace, with eyes suffused
with tears, ‘your time will pass plt-asuntl_v
in‘ England; but, oh? how long will the pe-
riod of your absence seen in this lone oiit-
post of civilization. Do not then, tarry in the
land of your fathers beyond the time. ncces
was a dead weight to the young man, and he,
,tht- southern \vziv- S ,
jsuch as the-. trnvellr-t‘ feels, when lost in it
fallen rocks and earth. A wild vine hung ll)OlJll(l>lt'SS wood, seized upon them, and the
.sary for accomplishing your business-—
There are many Graces in England, but
there are few Fosters here.’
‘Grace,’ said Foster blushing, ‘there is
Quittriipiuclr, and. be who would leave the
blooming rose of the wilderness, for the sick
lily of the hot house, (ltS£‘l‘V€‘S not to enjoy
the fresh blessings ol'Providcnce. The wind
that blows back to the western continent
shall fill my sails, and 1 ivillclaim my bifidc.”
The old puritan now gave the young trian-
his blessing. FOSlt'l‘ drew from his cloak
fold this silver tanliard-—marked as you now
see it—-(so said my grandmotlier as she held
the-antique vessel up to the light,) and pre-
sented it to Grace as an earnest of his love.
The elder after seeing that it was pure silver
exclaimed against the gt-xv-gatrs, and drink-
ing mt-asures of-a carnal world, and left the
room. Two hearty kisses were now heard
even by the domestics in the Gillman family.
The elder interred the breakfast: room in
haste; Eugene bound.-d out of the door-—
Grnce ,t_-lidcd like a fairy upstairs, and the
old tank-.irtl rested upon the table.
After placing on b-turd ofthe return ship
the tiia.~‘sl\'e plate, and other valuables ofthe
discoiitented int-rchants, those \\ hose hearts
fail».-d l.llt‘ffl, t’llll)dfl{t‘Ll amid the tears and
prayt-‘rs of Davenport and his faiithful asso-
ciates. The sails were. spn-atl to the breeze
-—the old s-‘tip bU\Vt-’fl hl‘l' hi--ad to the foam,
and dushi-tl out of the liaibor in gtilluritstylc.
Grace ivalched the vi-sst-l as she deported,
and when the evi-riii'ig Cflfllf', She wept in
her silent (.‘l'l:tllIl)t‘f, for her heart was sad.
It was a satl day for thv l‘t‘flli.tllllflg colo-
nists \\ hurt the ship dipped llt‘l‘ topsails in
A ft-elitig of loneliness
.stz_iunchcst wt-pt for ll’lt'll‘ native l:‘tl’l(l,Z:!)tl l.ll('
'air was (lamp with tears. ’l he nr-it morn-
“ing the settlcmr.-tit became more l.'llt‘t‘l‘ll)l,
lfor what can rnisetbe drooping soul liketltc
still glories of a New England autumn
morning .7 The ship would, in all proba-
bility, return in a few months with necessa-
ry stores for the colonists, and then should
the company grow weary of the new coun-
try, they could return to their native land
with their ivivrs, and recount to kind friends
the perils of an ocean voyage and ofa soli-
tary home in a savage land.
Sixlong and melancholy months rolled
away, and no tidings of the pilgrims’ ship
had reached the ears of the anxious St‘ltlt'l‘S
of Quiririipiuck. A vessel 1/itid arrivccl at
Plymouth after :1 short ‘pzissaifla, but nothing
had been heard of Lain'oerton’s bark when
she sailed. A tcrrible mistr-ry hung over
the ill-fated and crazy ship. .I\u‘umn now
come in its bt:=:ittt}'. and still no tit-lines come
luavy- hcurt. Gt-ace Gillmnn now began
to pine, like the fair flower, whose root the
worm of destruction has struck, and whose
brightness slowly... fades away. At length
the good people or Quinnipiack could stand
this state of suspense no longer, and the Rev.
Mr. Davenport, and his little flock. bcsouglit
the Lord with sighs and tears, and heartfelt
prayers, to show them the fate of their friends
bya visible sign from heaven.
Four successive Subbaths the worthy min-
istcr strove for a revelation of the mystery,
and on the afternoon of the last day, when
silence brooded over the settlcmettt; when
even the barn—fowl grew silent upon his
most, and the. well trained dog lay watching
by the old family clock, for sunset, and the
hourof play,the cry came from the water side,
—‘‘A soil! asail!”—and the drums be-at
it‘-itlt a double note, and the grttvest lcopcd
for joy. The cry 0pel'iltt'(l like an electric
shock upon the. whole mass of the pt-oplc.
well, \\'(’DlL out upon the shore to view the
approaching strurigcr, and the seamen stood
by the landing place ready to make her fast.
Grace Gillrn-an was in the centre of the
throng, and _the..woi‘thy minister, Davenport,
waited silently by her side.
There is no moment so full of interest to
us as that when a vessel from our native
land approaches us upon a distant shore.
How many anxious hearts are waiting to
rise or fall, as good or bad tidings salute
their car. How many watch the faces that
throng the deck, and turn from countenance
to countenance. with eager look, until their
eyes rest upon" some familiar face, and their
anxiety is satisfied. ' '
There are cold hearts also in such a crowd,
..-worldly men, who come _to gather news
What care they for affection’s warm greet-
ing, or the throb of sympathy .7 Wliat know
they ofa sister's love; aye! or of that deep-
er ilove‘ which only exists in the breast of
\‘VOTll€tl')l which carried her to Pilate’s hall,
Calva.ry's scene of bl'ood, and‘ to Joseph’s
tomb .7 The price ofcotton, ortobacco, broad
stuffs, rise of fancy stocks, election of a fa-
vorite candidate, or the death of a rich rela-
tive, are sweeter than angel whispers to ‘heir
ears, and a rise of two pence'on corn is e
nougli to fill a whole exchange with rap-
tures. '
no Grace in England like the Grace of-
to Cllt't’l‘ the siiiltiitg soul, and gladdcti the
The old and the young, the sick and tho‘,
the landing place of Quinnipiack on the
Sabbath eve when the gallant vessel of the
pilgrims approached the shore. Silence-
reigned upon the landing, and a dreadful
stillness hung over the approaching ship,
Gal_lautly she entered the harbor. aiid this
boldest one on shore trembled for her femo-
rtty in carrying such a press of cntivase.
Not a sail had she handed——not a man \\'f':.°
aloft. Her course varied not—neitl*.er din‘.
the water ripple before her bows, All was
now anxiety. A hail went from the land,
—a moment of breathless curiosity rasscd.
httt no answer came. Another hail \\-‘-{ZS
trentr-’d with the same neglect. At lengtf:
Mr. Davenport‘ hailed the stranger. As ll).-
.wot'ds slowly burst from the brazen trt_trt'tpe-;
a bright my of sunlight gleamed full tipm:
the vessel. Her top-masts now fad:-d in thi-
air—then the sails and rigging down to l.'t'?‘
~courses——licr ensign next roll:-d away upon
the brerrzc, and when East Rock. sent b:-.r:.E’
the lust echo of the trumpet, the pilgrim.-_=
ship had vanished away. A similar ship.
though of much smaller dimensions, now ap-
peared upon a heavy clotid that hung over
Long Island, and fadedaway with the bright-
ness of the day. -
‘ It is the promised sign,’ said Mr. Daven-
port.
‘Our friends are lost at sea,’ cried the
multitude. ,
‘Eugene is drowned!’ screamed Grace
Gillmaii, and the crowd dispersed to weep
alone.‘ A
As "the throng moved away from the wri-‘
ter side, a maniac girl who had been gather-
ing wild flowers upon the East Rock, came
running in from the forest way, chaunting
the following words in a plaintive air 2--
She leaves the port with swelling sails,
And gaudy streamer flaunting free.
She woos the gentle western gales,
And takes her pathway o'er the sea.
The vales go down where roses bluom—-
The hill tops follow green and fair;
The lofty beacon sinks in gloom,
And purplcd mountains hang in air.
Along slie speeds with snowy wings,
Around her breaks the foaming deep;
A'1tl tempest tliro’ lier rigging sings.
And weary eyes their vigils keep.
Loud thuntlers rattle on theear;
Saint Elino‘s fire her yard-arms grace,
The boldest tosom sinks in_ fear,
While death stands watching face to face.
Months roll, and anxious friend await
Some tidings ofthe home-bound bark.
But ah ! above her hapless fate
Mysterious shadows slumber dark.
No tidings come from Albion’s shore
To vtiftl New England's rocky lee:
Hope sickens,'dies, and all is o’er,
The pilgritii's bark is lost at sca-
Bul see around you woody isle
A gallant vessel sweeps in pride,
Her presence bids the mottrncr smllf’-.
And hope reviving marks the title.
But ah! her topsails fade away,
Her gaudy streamer floats no more,
A shadow flits across the bay,
The pilgi'iin’s dying hope is 0 ’er.
alt *
* *
Upon a couch, in a little parlor in Quinni-
piack, surrounded by a number ofthe worthy
St ttlers of both sexes, rested at the close of
that Sabbath day Grace Gilman. Her cup
of sorrow was full, and she prayed for f.llt'
"approach of the angel of death. Beside" her
{stood the silver tanliard. and herdim eye cu-
ldt-avored in vain to read. the inscription.—_—-
t“ Aunt Tabitha,” said the sufferer to my
‘great. grand mother, “read the inscription
‘ for me.” The good aunt bent over the ves-
zsel, and read aloud: I
“SIR JoiiN FOSEER or Loxnox,
' MASTER OF THE ROLLS.”
And underneath, in small capit-als,she read :
“EUGENE Fosnzn, T0 GRACE GILL-
tlrAN, AS AN EARNEST on His LOVE.
" An empty cup to hold our tears,
A flowing bowl to drown our fears,
In life or death this cup shall be
A poor remtm.-ance of me.”
- ‘ Brother,’ said Mr. Davenport, as he
slowly entered the room, ‘ W by wecpest thou '.l
Daughter ofthe church, why sittest their in
sadness .7 Children" of God, why shed theso
useless tears? Arise, and let us bless the
Lord, for he isigood, and his mercy endu-
reth forever.”
The broken-hearted girl folded her hands.
a The aged father bent over her pillow. The
"friends leaned upon their slaves, and the
ttninister poured forth his soul in unstudicd
l
lprtyer.
A sweet strain of thrilling music now
lbroke upon the ear,—a sound ofgentle voic-
_es echoed in the hall,-—a rustling of wings
‘was heard ove1'he:td,—a faint whisper of
'“Eugene*! Eugene! I come——-” died away
on the suffere-r’s pillow ;——and when the
prayer, was-ended, the little company found
themselves alone, watchers with the dead.
Grace Gillman had breathed her last, and
the betrothed of the pilgrim joined her lover
in heaven.
The poor girl w_as buried agreeably to
her wishes, upon the mountain side. The
tankard became the property of her aunt
Tabitha, and finally came to a rest in my
grandmother’s cupboard. And now when
the Sabbath evening commences, the rustic
swain, as he passes the foot of the mountain.
fancies that he sees a white figure beckon-
ingto him from the cliff; and hears amid the
sighing of the woods, :1 low, but fcarfully
distinct whisper, sa_ving—-—‘ Eugene! Eu-
gene! I come!’ And oft since, through
the dim twilight of asummt r’s Sabbath eve-
ning, has been seeu_the,spirit'sliip of the
long-lost Pilgrims, ploughing her Ul'li'UfHtd
course through the calm waters of Quinni-
piac, and when hailed, instantly disappearing.
Embrzlming.——Making‘ u fl:-;-Eb _ 3:1 t :9‘:-—
perishablemwitlf rno're pains than we takefto
There were but feiv such ,worlding's on
¢—co.. -.-..—._._._
save that which is immortal.
entcriialising a- corpse.;-—jperpetuat'ing the‘-
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