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glory, alike lead to an untimely grave, and almost every reign is closed by the same disgusting repetition of treason and murder.

Gibbon's Rom. Hist.

a yard without being pestered by a thousand beggars. But I suppose the justices are fed both by beggars and pick-pockets.

This broken soliloquy brought the whole coffee-house round him, The Emperor Dioclesiam in the and every person had something to fourth century first acquired the say on the inefficacy of the laws, the glory of giving to the world an ex-insolence or corruption of the maample of resignation It was gistrates, the impunity of pick-pocktime to put an end to the painfulets, the increase of vagrants, and the struggle he had sustained for more frequency of robberies. All harkened with attention to his than a year between the care of his health and his dignity.: The former fury, and all coincided with his sen required indulgence and relaxation, timents; and it was agreed on by all the latter compelled him to direct hands, that the regulations of the from the bed of sickness the ad- police of London was a disgrace to ministration of a great empire. He the nation. Every sort of disorder resolved therefore to pass his days and nuisance was connived at;' the in honorable repose, to place his prevention of crimes by the salutarý glory beyond the reach of fortune, vigilance of magistrates was neglec and to relinquish the theatre of theted, and the officious insolence of world to his younger and more ac- constables and watchmen was so tive associates.

Ibid.

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[The following sketch is taken from a publication entitled a " Satyrical view of London." Though professefly dealing in satire the work is evidently founded in truth, and the point of the subsequent remarks will apply to other cities as well as to the capital of England.]

POLICE OF LONDON..

great, that a gentleman could not be engaged in a harmless frolic, without being liable to insult and restraint, totally inconsistent with the freedom of a British subject.

a Then I find the complaint is," said a person, who now came for ward from a remote corner of the room, "that the police is both too striet and too much relaxed; and you want to enjoy what cannot be enjoyed at the same time, the high

THE other day I went to the cofest degree both of order and of lifee-house, sat down, and called for centiousness; or, in other words, some tea; while I was drinking it every man wishes to impose the another person came in, and sitting severest restrictions on others, and near me, began grumbling to him to be free from all restraint himself. self at something. The custom of As for clearing the streets of Lon England not adnitting immediate den of all vagrants and pick-pockets communication between strangers, by day, and of all street-robbers he could not directly disclose the and street-walkers by night; and cause of his discontent to his neigh-to enable every man to sleep in se bor, but was compelled to vent his displeasure by general ejaculations, such as What the devil are our magistrates about? one hath 'one's pocket rifled if one but stop at a print shop; and there is no walking

curity with his doors open, and to eary his money in his hand without fear of losing it; it is a thing that may, very easily, be most effectual¡y done. -Eut the doubt is, if the people would buy this advantage at

IRISH SERVANT.

"WELL. Blarney," said his masyou find the gentleman!" ter to him, when he returned, “did

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the price at which it can only be able company, frequent every place bought. No one ever heard of a of amusement, live well, and all this robbery committed in a camp, or of by depredations on the public, is bolts and bars to a marquee; neither an evil well known, both to the can the most warm advocate for the legislature and the magistrates; but honour of a soldier impute this sole- it is not so easily remedied, as some ly to that cause. Introduce then sanguine reformers are apt to imthe discipline of a camp into this agine. A thousand plans, plausible town; post centinels, with strict or-in theory, may be suggested, but ders, in every corner; enforce their the question is, whether any of those vigilance by frequent rounds; let plans can be put in execution, withthem demand paroles and counter-out reducing the English subject to signs from all who approach, and such occasional restriction, that no apprehend and confine all they sus- Englishman either could or should pect; and, take my word for it, you endure, without the sacrifice of that will hear no more of robbery. It freedom enjoyed under the British will be also necessary, that this constitution. may have full effect, to reverse one maxim in our jurisprudence, and,, instead of supposing every one in-, nocent before he is proved guilty, deem every accused person guilty till his innocence is shown. Yet, how this can be done, without increasing the power and insolence of peace officers, and authorizing them to interfere, even in more trifling matters than the harmless frolics of gentlemen, by which I presume is meant, breaking lamps and knocking down watchmen, I do not exactly see. Neither do I imagine it would be very agreeable to grave senators and wealthy citizens to have their motions watched in the street; and if they sometimes stood still, and sometimes turned about, without any apparent cause to be apprehended, on suspicion of an intent to commit felony, when the object of their pursuit, perhaps, was a smart servant girl, with a neat leg and a white stocking, or a milliner's pretty 'prentice, with a bandbox under her arm."

Here he stopped, threw down his six-pence at the bar, and departed.

soul did I."

“So, and what did he say ???.

never touch another drop of whiskey Say! the gentleman say! May I if he said a word to me, or I to him!"

"Well, but what did you go for then? Did not you tell me that you found him?ostenica

found him out--found him gone out." "Yes, by my, soul, and so I did,-I

TO, CORRESPONDENTS.

ADELPHOS feels like a woman, but writes like a man. We hope the Emerald will always sparkle with the smiles

of the fair.

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under consideration. The author if acThe piece signed PUNISHMENT is cused of personality in his remarks would probably excuse, himself on the authority of Shakespeare:

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What city woman do I name, When that I say a certain woman, yet names are not always necessary to designate characters."

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Our poetical department was arranged before R** was received.

That there is in the metropolis a We have received several French gang of gentlemen pick-pockets teresting articles will be translated for literary Journals from which many inwho dress in the most fashionable the Emerald. They were unfortunatemanner; mix with the most fashion-"ly too late for this Paper.

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Then o'er the film suffus'd a dubious night,

- Which half admits and half excludes the light;

Hence he is silly, purblind, weak; and

hence,

Devoid of judgment & depriv'd of sense Vext and tormented with a lover's pain; The usual itch for scribling seiz'd the swain,

He courts the muses-but the suit is vain..

From Prasus, and from ev'ry muse debarr'd, [hard What shall he do his case indeed is Now "doom'd to roam" eternally around, Iground A " wretched exile" from Parnassian By chance directed,lo! he rambles o'er The beaten path where all have gone 115 before. mok I

A hopeful genius next our lay requires,

His feelings singed by quick, satiric

fires.

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To strike at folly and to lash the age Did satire first unfold its useful page Not from bright innocence with scourge severe,

Down the fair cheek to draw th' indig

But never thoug

thongs of vengeance to restrain,' [distain Thio' tears of blood the villain's cheek [Each of the principles our nature * sways, [praise The dread of satire, or the love of All eager stand and jealous of their fante,

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All shon the arrow of sarcastic shame, The charms of praise, mankind forever [sue. Yet fly like maids, that lovers may pur These ends prevented...then 'tis satire's part,

With force, yet skill, to point the envenom'd dart.

Ill manners, fools, nor private vices LY spare,

fair. Deep goad the villain, only fright the Ne'er satire arm with hatred, malice, spleen, [mein, She shines the brightest in majestie Transparent irony, or ridicule, Are proper weapons for a knave or fool, And tho' it pierces deep the public man, Let truth and justice all thy verses scan) True satire loses its corrective smart, When fore'd from gen'rous decency to part,

They are (as each in public welfare ends)

Inseperable as the souls of friends, When fashion reigns, and fools sur round the throng,

Or vice demands the satyrising song i If antire fire thee-let the muses say, Not what men were, but what they are to day.

When satire's grandeur fires thy virtu ous youth (truth, And link'd with justice, decency and Vice tho' exalted, guarded round by power,

Is not from satire's eagle eye secure, Is taught to feel the sharp corrosive

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Having the vanity to dream, I sold
That he must be th' important theme.
It happen'd as some jovial boys,
Consolidating cares to joys;
Laughing at every thing they saw,
And eating jokes with greedy maw,
Were passing on with careless walk,-
Up comes our our to hear their talk.
A lad, as soon as he appears,
Begins to criticise his earsirat
Which much enraged the dog, who
Aleswore,

So rash, to drink the fellow's gore.st
Hot for revenge, towards his foe,
He ventures valiantly to go,
Snaps at his leg like any Shark, a
But rage, being ever in the dark,
Instead of indentation shocking,
The puppy only rent the stocking.
Wheeling about to march away,
He, meditating, seem'd to say:
I've safely heal'd any wounded pride,
And feel my honour satished.

Not so the boy, who turning round,
Levell'd the puppy with the ground,
And whipping out his knife with speed,
Soon separated cars and head:
Nay more, so cruel and unkind,
He left not half an inch behind,

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Ye lads, I'm rejoic'd to the soul,
That prudence was never my guide,
That mix'd with my blood does not roll
A drop of Penelope's pride.
To her suitor she chatters awhile,
Yet makes a long stand,
Of giving her hand,

And seldom is seen in a smile.

How I hate the fantastical prude,

Who flies from the love smitten swain,
And shrugs up her shoulders so rude,
At-offers she mayn't have again.
Who fearing that man will beguile,
Will make a long stand,
In denying her hand,

And deeming it wicked to smile,
How unlike to the prudish am I,
Sweet courtship I reckon divine.
Nor am I the fool who would fly

From the sight of a fellow so fine.
Let them think the behaviour is vile,

Which holds out the hand, Without making a stand, And gives, without meaning, a smile. 'Tis not in my nature to frown,

And I'm forc'd to acknowledge the truth;

I can't knock with impertinence down,
The timid and well natur'd youth.
For should he consult me awhile,

I'd ne'er make a stand,
In giving my hand,

But consent to his wish with a smile.

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You nobly give up all that's great,
An unexpected tumble,.
And choose a girl that's humble.
And much of prudent wit he shows
Tho' you may think him crazy,
Who disappointed of the rose,
Descends to pick the daisy.

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Tell her, at present I am not at home, But hope she'll call another day!

If at my door a beauteous boy be seen His little feet have oft my threshold [queen, You know the offspring of the Cyprian His air-without his bow bespeaks

trod,

the god.

His gentle smiles admittance ever win, Tho oft deceiv'd-I prize the fond

deluder:

Morn, noon and night, be sure you let

him in, da For Love, dear Love, is never an intruder. PLODOARDO.

Published every Saturday by BELCHER & ARMSTRONG, State Street.

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