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This brings me to the tale that I was going
Beef was there roasting
plain.” Says he to Toby, "may I be so bold As to inquire how many hours have rollid, Since you into these regions strolled ?” Quoth Toby, casting up his eager looks To where the giddy jack-wheel whirled"Odsbluddikins, and snaggers ! rat it, and adzooks ! Your clock goes faster than aunt Katy's, And I'll be skinn'd and darn'd, for all the world If I can see to tell what time of day 'tis."
XXXIII. BLACK vs. BLUE,
(Catskill Recorder.] THE eyes that glow with sparkling jet,
And those that swim in orbs of blue Black versus Azure, strove to get
The prize to beauty's empire duer
The courts below were moved, but fail'd
To solve a case of such impression ; Even pleaders melted at the tale,
'Twas told with such a soft expression. Conflicting claims inflame dispute,
Black was too bold, and Blue too stupid ; At length this most important suit
Came before Mr. Justice Cupid. And never was a case before
Perplexed with such intense confusion And never had the dark robed corps
Before been feed with such profusion. The witnesses were-burning Kisses ;
The advocates-voluptuous Sighs ; The proofs unutterable Blisses ;
And the reporters--Extacies. Forbear, to both the prize is due,
'Twas thus the god decreed, --forbear! Woman is fair with eyes of blue
With eyes of Black, she still is fair. Black more vivacity impart;
In Blue, more tenderness we find ; Black indicates finesse and art,
And Blue the gentleness of mind. Black is too subject to caprice
We to the gazer's heart! but Blue
Is tender, delicate and true.
But Blue in liquid languor roll ;
But Blue enchants, dissolves the soul.
BIOGRAPHICAL AND OBITUARY.
TO THE MEMORY OF DEPARTED SOULS.
HUSHED is the gale, and calm the billows, that have bleached the bones of the sufferers. Their voices have sunk beneath the struggle of an awful death; and an agonized family, together with a numerous circle of friends, now view with mute and reverential feelings, the dire decree of an all-wise and wonder-working Maker. Submissive to his will, they complain not; and confident, that while with one hand he smiteth, so with the other doth he heal, they join in pious deference and declare, "the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the name of the Lord."
No marbled tomb nor sculptured image can speak the praises of the good. Their memories live in our affection, and their worth is engraved indelibly on our hearts. The living are their monuments, and when they, like frail mortality have perished, how truly can "the evil that men do, lives after them; the good is oft interred with the dead." Aware of these facts, a friend offers this last sad tribute to the memory of Dr. LEVI MYERS, of Georgetown, who, together with his - wife, three daughters, and youngest son, were swept from the bosom of their family, during the violence of the gale of the 27th.*
*September 27, 1822.
To enumerate those qualities of this worthy family, which have a claim upon our love and admiration, requires a command of feeling to which panegyric is not always obedient. The flow of friendship is too apt to bound beyond the precinct of reality, and mock the so. lemnity that should prevail—but to the following brief portraits, who of their acquaintances will refuse to acquiesce; or who of, their relatives that will not be anx. ious to multiply?
In his domestic duties, Dr. Myers possessed every qualification that could originate from affection, discretion, and amiableness of disposition. His undeviating equanimity of temper could not fail to command our ės. teem, and bind us by the most endearing ties to such fascinations. Liberal and affable at home, he always inspired the stranger with the assurance of a reception marked by the fullest confidence and hospitality. No pomp nor empty vanities issued from his board, nor disfigured his external deportment; yet, while regardless of the unimportant garnish of the courtier, he retained the pure and manly polish of the true gentleman. As a parent, he was venerated-cherished with unfading af fection as a son. By his brothers and sisters, he was regarded as a protector and a counsellor. As a master, alas ! but one remains to speak his praise ! and the desolate affliction of this faithful slave, precludes all power of eulogy.
Friendship found an asylum in his bosom. The old never thought confidence more secure than when in his charge, nor their transactions unsafe when stamped by the sanity of his judgement. The young were ever welcome to him; he won them by his unaffected wisdom, and to bim they looked for paternal guidance. Let us now revert to the professional and scientific
Since his return from Europe, which is above thirty years, Dr. Myers had enlisted the height of public confidence, and their bigbest estimation. Educated in the school of Cullen, he was wedded to no theory, nor bound by the contending bickerings of modern innovators. But like his great master he confined himself to the accumulation of practical experience, and improved upon that by an unceasing observation and study. By the application of such observation to the bedside, and strengthened by an acute discrimination, he never lost the most trifling lesson that a successful practice afforded. His mind, strong and tenacious, grasped with wonderful ayidity whatever science presented to his view, and his powers of reasoning analyzed acquirement to its proper and manifest construction. Mild in argument, he was no less correct in his decisions, and while the most bland and persuasive rhetoric issued from his lips, bis hearer could always discern the strength and nobleness of the human mind. No matter what the subject, whether ordinary or abstruse, he was always at home, and invariably was the orator“ suaviter in modo; fortiter in re.” Steady to his trust, and faithful in the execution of his duties, he was just enjoying the reward of his labours in the plenitude of social joys and public respect, when lo! the destroyer came, and the prospect so recently joyous and cheering, is now left a blank of human evanescence.
Mrs. Francis MYERS, late consort of the deceased, was the daughter of the late Mrs. Minis, of Georgia, who, by a strange coincidence of fatality, met with a similar death at the Santee Ferry, in the spring of 1819. Combined with an amiable disposition, Mrs. Myers, possessed a warm and affectionate heart. Alive to the sufferings of humanity, the wearied never sought in vain for rest, nor did the hungry and the naked leave her unsatisfied. Her mind of no ordinary cast, though backward in display, was powerful in its formation, and notwithstanding the continual charge of a numerous offspring, the friend or the stranger could always find pleasure when engaged by the powers of her conversation.
Sociable in manners, and fondly indulgent, her house and her exertions were ever at command, when the young and gay solicited either. But now, she sleeps the sleep of death, and the relentless waves, satiated with their prey, have yielded her body to the surviving mourners.
ELIZATBETH, third daughter of the deceased, was the eldest of the children who were destroyed in this general calamity. She was but twenty-two years of age.