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Any person who may attend in a state of inebriation, and thereby cause a disturbance dur ing the time allotted for the exhibition, shall forfeit twopence.

accounts we have against them. The emoluments arising from the establishment are of so trifiing a nature, that we are obliged to have recourse to the most effec tive measures, in order to fulfil our engagements. We therefore trust with confidence in the liberality of our patrons. To those who have been prompt in the discharge of our little dies, we return our most grateful acknowledgments.

MARRIED,

At Newtown, L. I. on Wednesday, the 6th inst. by the rev. Mr. Wyatt! Mr. Peter Luyster, to Miss Ann Moore

Tickets fourteen shillings each, daughter of Mr. David Moore, all of

half in advance.

It is expected that no person will appear in boots.

that place.

On Saturday evening, the 2nd inst. by the rev. Mr. Cooper, Mr. Stephen Keeler, to Miss Catharine Luff, both

Done at the Hotel of Wonder, of this city. (Signed)

FRAIEUSEUR.

CORRESPONDENCE.

Arria, Fidelis, and several other communications, were unavoida bly omitted this week, on account of room. They, however, shall receive due attention in the ensuing number.

We are under the disagreeable necessity of again requesting our Subscribers to discharge the small

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On Saturday evening last, by the rev. Mr. Lyell, Mr. John C. Marsh, merchant, to Miss Helen C. Baldwin, both of this city.

At Schenectady, on Monday, the 4th inst. Peter R. Livingston, Esq. only son of Walter T. Livingston, Esq. of Livingston's manor, to Miss Maria Duncan, only daughter of Richard Duncan, Esq. of Hermitage, near Sche nectady.

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At Washington, by the rev. Mr. Laurie, James M. Varnum,”son of the Speaker of the House of Representa tives, to Miss Mary Pease, niece of the Post master General.

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His temper'd disposition, sweet, se

rene,

Prompts him contentedly to gild the

scene

Of life-nor fears a stormy day. With winning modesty, respect, and

care,

He moves each step, and treads like ev'ning air.

He weds—a rare felicity!—a fair, Whose charms might soothe away each care:

But here my pencil fails! he wed A virgin sweet, and to his friendly shed

Led home a wife, good, honest, chaste Whilst his possessions knew no waste.

Could we behold this union kind, Whose hearts "sweet sensibility re find,"

Go hand in hand, and move along, Cheering each other with one songWe'd say, fond happiness, we're found you now,

And at your sacred shrine we bow. "Like objects please them, and like objects pain,

"Tis but one soul that in two bodies reign."

With peace, and blest serenity he's

sure

E'er to be welcom'd at his happy door No cause to search for happiness abroad,

He never dreams of tavern, or the haunts of fraud.

His healthy children run to clasp his knee,

And smile and laugh, and jovial are with glee

The father leads them on and rears, The mother joins the kind affection

Gare.

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VOL. II.]

New-York...Saturday, March 25....1811. [NO. 20.

LOVE AND DUTY,

AND

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ND cannot I be your nurse and your companion? said Eugene one day, and as tender and affectionate as any one can be! You are the best of sons, and can and will do all that a man can do on such occasions; but the gentle offices of watchful tenderness can only be completely performed by the tender assiduity, the inventive love, and uneeasing watchfulness of woman. The sick chamber is the province where women shine with unrivalled brilliancy.

Undoubtedly, sir, replied Eugene, and there they possess a superiority over us which they may claim with propriety, and which we may with propriety envy them. For what is more valuable or delightful, than the power of alleviating the pains of sickness by incessant and inven

tive care, and of smoothing even the restless pillow of death itself by the tender offices of watchful fondness, the ready anticipation of each capricious wish of the sufferer, and that quick comprehension of the meaning of the asking eye, and faltering accent, which women so peculiarly posSess? Happy sex!-while it is ours to destroy, it is theirs to suc cour and to save.

Yes, Eugene, it is very true, as I said before, there is no nurse like a woman who loves one ; therefore, though I should be pleased to have my declining age watched over by you, your poor Adelaide would have suited me still better. Poor madame d'Anglade was very happy in her nurse, observed Eugene, with a sigh, for her daughter united to my filial love all the essential qualities of female assiduity and skill which we have been naming. I have heard Madeleine relate such instances of the mo

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ther's sufferings, which wholly alleviated by the ceaseless attention of her daughter! The President did not at all enjoy this observation, and with some pettishness he replied-Psha! do you and Madeleine suppose there is only one good daughter in the world-what think you of madame de Sade? How tenderly did she nurse her mother, not long ago, in a lingering and painful disease!-with what care did she watch over the declining health of her old and peevish husband, whom she married, as you well know, out of pique because you would not marry her, though both your father and hers were equally desirous of the alliance ! Is monsieur de Sade dead? said Eugene, turning very pale. He is, replied the President, and Julia a rich and beautiful widow. No doubt you will call on her, Eugene; you owe such an attention to the companion of your childhood, and one who was, you know, intended for your wife.

She never loved me, sir, replied Eugene, it was her pride and not her tenderness that was wounded by my indifference; but my poor Adelaide really loved me, and she would never have married an old man out of pique. May be so, replied the President, but Julia made that old man happy, and nursed him so well-O

that I had but such a nurse as she is! Eugene instantly left the room, lest his father should speak still plainer; but he had already spoken plain enough. Eugene understood him only too well; and he saw that his past sacrifices to duty had not been judged sufficient, but that his father wished him to become the husband of madame de Sade.

He was not mistaken. Tho' the President, respecting his son's avowed constancy to his first attachment, never openly and dîrectly urged him to address Julia, he was always hinting how happy the man would be who called her a wife, and what a nurse she had been, and was capable of being; and then he used to bewail so piteously his own situation, deprived of all female attendance, except what was purchased from dependant menials, that Eugene's regard for his own peace, and his jealousy of his late recovered free. dom, seemed on the point of vanishing before his sense of filial duty, and the empire of filial af fection, when, unable to bear the attacks made on him in silence, he summoned up courage to address his father on the subject, and to beg that he would cease to call forth, by hints and insinuations of his wishes, a constant struggle in his mind between the desire of obliging him, and the fear of ma

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