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the curse of a wounded spirit never fails to cling. FLIRTATION.

Nor in the next place is Flirtation to be mistaken for friendship. They are not only distinct,

but in most respects, antagonistic. Perhaps I BEING AN ESSAY BY A NEW CONTRIBUTOR.

cannot better explain this principle to the stu

dents of this science, than by relating the followWithout thee, what were unenlightened man? A savage, roaming through the woods and wilds

ing narrative. They can also sharpen their wits Nor moral excellence, nor social bliss,

by studying it. Nor grace, nor love were his.-Thomson's Seasons.

Mr. A., a young law-student, left a certain There is so little stirring now-a-days, that we

town to the Eastward, for the purpose of attendfeel disposed to discourse a trifle upon a subject

ing a law-school. Whilst there, he became acmuch talked of, but little understood.

quainted with Miss B., who had much to rocomIn saying that Flirtation is a subject muchmend her; at least sufficient to cause him to fall talked of, but little understood, we make no rash

in love with her. He had reason to suppose that assertion. Every science has its pretenders, and

she was not indifferent to him, but being proud

and none has more ignorant worshippers than this.

unpossessed of fortune, whilst she was very Be it ours, writing from a chair, which, like its dies elsewhere, and on obtaining his license, cast

wealthy, he tore himself away, pursued his stuoccupant, has seen better days; be it ours to ex. anchor in one of our large cities, there to strugpound some of its mysteries for the benefit of youthful “ hearts now pregnant with celestial gle with those trials and mortifications, to suffer

those anxieties, those sickening hours of hope In the first place then, Flirtation is not love

deferred, which only a young, unfriended lawyer making, nor any thing like it. For in the one

can fully know, and which drive some to the case, a man starts on a voyage at the commence

fearful guilt of self-destruction. ment of which he casts aside the rudder of rea- that he first saw her, when she, whose image

Nearly two years had elapsed, from the time son and trusts to prosperous breezes and the favor of the gods for reaching in safety the was graven on his heart, made an unexpected haven where he would be.” In the other, like visit to the city in which he resided. He called the experienced mariner sent to explore a hith

to see her. She was cold and distant. Still erto unknown coast, he approaches it warily, He went, went frequently,

something in her manner bade him call again.

At last he addressed sounds the depths and shallows, sends out boats hither and thither to make observations, takes

her. She refused him. He threw himself back the bearings of the headlands and inlets, care- his demeanor, yet he laid aside his love for her

on his pride, and although gentle and friendly in fully notes them all in his log-book; and, when all has been explored, sails away to other lands. altogether. She appeared perplexed. The peIn an expedition of this kind, however, there is riod fixed for her visit expired, yet she lingered. no mistaking icebergs for continents, as the Eng

At last she went, and they parted friends. liala journals say was the case with our famous

They met twice or thrice during the two years Exploring Expedition.

next succeeding. From each interview they parNor in the next place, is Flirtation to be mis

ted friends. Another year passed on. They takon for Coquetry. The foam of champagne old times. His heart told him that he had not

met again. Something in her tone brought back is not that of the juice of night-shade, though the one resembles the other. There is some dif

made due allowance for her wounded prideference between an exhilirating beverage and a

that he should have said something in explanadeadly poison. We need not caution our own

tion of his abrupt departure from the law-school, sex, however, against the practice of coquetry. before her as a lover.

before addressing her. So he once more stood This belongs by prescriptive right only to women.

" It was too late," she said. “Once she had on this subject is, that there are no broken hearts amongst them; that they do not

admired-perhaps loved him-but it was too surrender their tender affections until their Papas

late." have been duly consulted; but, as soon as leave

No matter what happened further at that inis asked and obtained, that then the gentle feel- terview, nor what happened subsequently. As ing darts like lightning into their souls, subduing. of an ambitious and distinguished lawyer often

she well said "it was too late"-but the heart controlling and changing their characters. But to them we would address a word of warning as

turns despondingly to dream of the past, and to to the use of this power, for we have known

think of his friend. some manly hearts, beating high with generous We ought in the next place, after having shown aspirations, completely wrecked in this way; and what Flirtation is not, to define what it is. But

The theory

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Mephistopheles truly says" he who wishes to hand, are ours forever. But a truce to our didefine any living thing, seeks first to drive the gressions. spirit out of it. He then has the parts in his We were saying that a flirtation was worthy hand, only the spiritual bond is wanting.” Such of a man's best efforts. We deliberately repeat a catastrophe we by no means desire, for Flirta- our assertion. No man can enter upon one with tion we consider not only a spiritual thing, but a woman of talent and feeling, without being one essentially and entirely spiritual. To drive greatly improved thereby both mentally and the spirit out of it then would not even leave the morally. To illustrate our meaning. parts in our hand.

So we will proceed to consider the various shapes in which this “living” Many years ago, a friend of ours, about onething developes itself.

and-twenty, good looking, intelligent, and amAnd here we premise that a flirtation, like bitious of improvement, had occasion to visit one man himself, is the creature of circumstances. of our large cities for some three or four months. The relative position of the parties is always so Soon after his arrival there, he became acquaintmodified by the accidents of birth, wealth, per- ed with two young ladies, one of whom was sonal appearance and the like, that it would be staying at the house of the other on a friendly vain to attempt laying down rules invariably to visit. My friend had his evenings entirely at his he followed. But certain maxims, the result of command, and as they told him that they approexperience and observation we may disclose, ved highly of innocent Flirtations, he determined which if shaped a little to suit the occasion, may to try his powers by encountering two sprightly prove of service to those ambitious of becoming girls at once. A bold man, truly! But be sucmasters in a science of so much delicacy and ceeded, and returned to his home in appreciations dexterity as Flirtation.

of character and capacity to use his powers tét As the first of these, we would say: Let no years older. Such had been the mental exercise man enter on a flirtation with a lazy mind- to which he had been subjected. Cogenda mens ut incipiat says Seneca, and in My friend is one of those who are disbelievers nothing is this precept more true than in matters in the theory held in polite society, that women of this kind. The intellect must be aroused, the never die of broken hearts. Accordingly be faculties strained, memory made to yield up its tells a touching story of one of these girls, which hoarded stores of information, imagination to I cannot forbear relating briefly. It has a moral shed its varied lights over passing scenes, percep- in it; besides which it has the rare merit of betion awakened to every tone of voice, to every sing true. light and shadow which passes over the counte- She was just seventeen the night he first benance, while the will, like a strong man armed, came acquainted with her. Her portrait, which must preserve a calm, serene composure within. we have seen, bespeaks her as eminently beautiWe admit that all this is difficult to attain. ful, and yet all who ever knew her say

, that it But let no one suppose it unworthy of his best wants the holy lustre which shone upon her counefforts. In point of fact, woman constitutes, in tenance. The beauty of her person, the charms one way or another, the principal object of man's of her conversation, the fascination of ber manexistence during that long period, which reaches ner, proved too much for my friend. He was from boyhood to the grave, from the hour that young. His will was not yet the strong man wo form dim, fantastic visions of happiness to be armed. He loved and was loved. realized through her instrumentality, to the time She was to return some two or three weeks when we look back with sorrow wful hearts over dis- before the time fixed for his departure. The sipated delusions and dwell in those recollections evening before she left, she sang to him once which are "pleasant but mournful to the soul.” more the plaintive melodies which had so often

And here let an “old fellow,” (as we are fa- delighted his ear, for not the least of her attracmiliarly called by the wanton juveniles around tions was a sweet voice. She shed many tears us,) let one, who is no longer an actor in gay at the thought of parting, for a presentiment that scenes, say somewhat as to the pleasures of they would next meet in sadness came over her. memory. They are after all the most certain. In the morning a little package reached him. We soon learn that the phantoms of hope glide It contained a lock of hair and a note, in which delusively before our eyes; that to-morrow may she prayed to the God, who is ready to answer deceive us ; that the once loved may prove faith- the petitions of the pure in heart, that He would less; that change may come even to the wanderer, bless the object of her love. weary with his too long sojourning on earth. He was hurried off to a distant part of the

But of the past, nothing can rob us. It chan- country: gos not. Yesterday cannot deceive us. The well-known voice, the friendly face, the trusty “The Southern breeze was on his brow."

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Travelling and exciting occupations soon chan-| “One who is formed,” says Goethe, “there is ged the current of his thoughts, and he came to no such thing as pleasing; one who is forming regard the whole affair as one of those childish will always be grateful.” For example : take a attachments, which spring up like a flower and young girl before she fairly embarks in society, are just as short-lived.

to whom all things promise enjoyment, who hasBut towards the close of the summer, chance tens impetuously to snatch the pleasures which made him acquainted with a gentleman from the mother earth spreads so bountifully before her, place where the girl resided. She became the and if you can so command your powers as to rensubject of conversation, and then my friend learnt der yourself agreeable to her, I know few things that her family thought she was dying of con- more likely to afford a summer's amusement than sumption.

to study the developements of her mind, the flucHe had matters to detain him where he then tuations of her feelings, and your mutual action was, but he cast all considerations aside other and reaction upon one another. than the thought of ministering to her grief. He Another maxim is—that a flirtation in the counhastened as rapidly as possible to her father's try differs essentially from one in town. In the house. It was late in the afternoon when he latter case, the comparative unfrequency with reached it. He paused as he lifted the latch of which the parties meet, and the variety of topics the wicket. The honey-suckle and the jasmine afloat, enable the gentleman to go always pregave forth their perfumes, and the roses and pared; whereas, in the former, he is thrown lilies displayed their beauties.

back on his own resources, and is compelled to He sat down for a moment, for he was sick at affect sentiment and to cherish a taste for the heart. But nerving himself, he entered the house. beauties of nature. On the other hand he selWas she indeed dying ? No! She was only more dom derives as much improvement from a flirtabeautiful than ever.

tion in the city as from one in the country; beSeveral hours were spent together that even- cause, in the city, he sees the lady chiefly in the ing-hours of fearful anguish and self-accusation masquerade which "good society" teaches its on his part, of truthful forgiveness and gentle members to wear; but in the country he can blessings on hers. She had never doubted him. enter more deeply into her character, explore She bad only blamed herself. Day after day did more accurately her motives of action-and, by

she take less and less interest in the amusements the way, if wise, he will make some of these disI of society, in the occupations of study. Her coveries a staple of conversation.

only recreation was to sing over, so long as the Speaking of conversation—let him be careful physicians would allow her, the songs which he to cultivate a sportive, half-quizzing mode of bad loved. Her only consolation was to dream talking, even upon the most seriously sentimental that the past was no longer the past, but was subjects. The most daring propositions may be once more the present. Night and morning had made in a jocose manner with perfect impunity. her prayers ascended to the throne of grace in The least touch of the lachrymose and a man' is his behalf

. She was happy now, and felt that gone. He has given up “the ribbands.” Beshe should soon get well, for he loved her. sides, women admire that graceful way which

Ere the dawn of the next morning had fairly some men have of passing over the dull and broken, my friend was called to her room. dwelling only on the sprightly parts of a subject.

She was dying. The death damps were on The way in which a man talks is, with them, of her brow, and yet her eye lighted up with some more consequence than the matter. Let him thing of its former glory as she turned to gaze not, however, forget the remark of De Staël (a on him. A few words of parting-a promise to great authority in these things)—en toute chose watch over him through life—an entreaty so to c'est la froideur qui offense, et l'imagination, au live that she might welcome him to Heaven when contraire, a presque toujours de la bonhommie. he came to die—a prayer for his happiness—and

“A knack at rhyming" is also quite necessary her angelic spirit had left its mortal abode.

and must be cultivated. A little satire, or a bit Three days of watching beside her corpse,

of tenderness, or raillery, when put into toleramore than beautiful in death,—three days of that ble verse, will often prove of most essential seragony which man can know but once; one night vice. As examples: here is something for an beside her grave; and then--out again into the over-confident belle.

*Here's to broken hearts a plenty ! But to return to my maxims. Another gen- Bravo! fill the goblet high! eral maxim is-be careful to select a woman in a

Never, until maids are scanty, transition state. My language must appear as

Never cease to woo and sigh. mystic as that of the Delphic oracle ; but I will

*These verses have been set to the music of an air from do what the Pythoness never did. I will explain.' the opera of L'Elisir d'Amore, lo con rico.

wide world.

Theirs' are hearts were made for breaking

Fragile things indeed are theyDon't then disappoint the making,

But in flirting pass the day

But ever since I thee have known

I know no reason why-
Thy face upon my path hath shone

Like stars in twilight sky.

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Who in woman's faith believeth ?

Oh, Leslie's Kate! 'will not be soon
Let the fool his cap put on-

That I forget the dance,
Her glory is that she deceivelh

Wben to thy side 1 bent me down
Trusting hearts too quickly won-

To catch their earnest glance-
But to him who her well knoweth,

And then the pleasant morning call,
Who in her doth not confide,

When by your side I sat-
At bis feet she lowly boweth,

You hinted that of all the ball
Lays aside her “ female pride."

You only thought of that.
Truth and Honor heaped upon her

Nor, Leslie's Kate! will time so soon
Are like water, poured on sands

That evening's spell efface,
Thirsting 'neath the suns of summer-

When magic tricks and arts were shown
Truth and Honor buy no lands.

To childhood's wondering gaze-
But bring wealth, and straight you'll gain her.

For me, enchantments bad no charın; “Quick! my lady's carriage call"

The arts did idle seem,
Magic words those are to win her

For near me breathed the living form
Take her to your losty hall.

Or some bewitching dream.
And here is something for a sentimental Miss. We met no more in such gay hours-

For soon affliction came-
I care not for Fame,

More potent far that life of ours
I care not for wine,

To nourish my wild flame.
I care but for woman

I knew not that it lurk'd within-
In her beauty divine.

But in my pulse it stirr'd
I know that good wine

'Till other eyes were all unseen,
Its pleasure can give,

And other tones unheard.
But with woman's dear love
In rapture we live-

I dream'd that Honor, Faith and Truth,
So give me not Fame-

All in thy bosom dwelt-
Give me not wine-

Ab! shattered was the dream of youth,
Give me but woman

And 'fore my God I knelt-
In her beauty divine.

I prayed that I might thee forgive,

This world I might forget,
I know Madam Fame

And in his awful presence live
Her glory can shed

Though but too sinful yet.
O'er the brows of the living,
And the tombs of the dead.

I wandered 'neath those sunny climes
Still glory is but fleeting

Rich in the gems of art-
And fadeth away,

The music of Cathedral chimes
Like the dew of the morning

Stole o'er my broken heart-
Before coming day-

But not the halls where genius dwells
So give me not Fame-

Could wake life in my breast;
Give me not wine

And to mine ear the old church bells
Give me but woman

Spake of eternal rest.
In her beauty divine.
I ask but in dying,

Sad, solemn thoughts steal o'er me non

We'll meet not as we've met-
On her bosom to rest,

For Death upon my youthful brow
In her white arms folded,

His icy seal bath set.
To her beating heart prest-

Yet happy are the early dead
To feel the tear falling
From her soft beaming eye-

In peaceful graves they sleep-
e to know that she drinks in

But may life's sweels on thee be shed

And God thy spirit keep.
e Mýdlastearthly sigh.
So give me not Fame-

These are given, not for their merit, bat by
** min ko Give me not wine-
Give me but woman

way of specimens to the reflecting student. ValIn her beauty divine.

entines also come very well into play in their

proper season. We once knew a very Or, by way of mystifying some would-be man- field carried by a judicious use of this species of killer, verses like these might be sent.

artillery. Like verses, however, they should be

spicy, rather than sentimental.
Oh, Leslie's Kate! Oh, Leslie's Kate !
When first with thee I met,

Another maxim is—rather under, than over,
I little thought 'twould be my fale

dress. This may seem a startling parador; ney A lesson strange to get

ertheless it is true. That passion which Su

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Paul has so appropriately called “the lust of the I had something to say about the various eye” has but little more than a momentary influ-classes of women, the prude, the blue, the belle, ence over women. A dazzling exterior may et omne id genus ; and the different modes of approduce a first impression, but no one, who is proaching them; some more maxims to suggest, merely “varnished over with good-breeding," as and some more tales to tell. But I am not exSir Fopling has it can hope to expect any thing pected to say so much as to take up a whole more thereby.

number of the Messenger, and therefore I will The attentive student, however, will carefully say no more at present. But I have left my adnote the dress of women. Nothing perhaps is dress with my friend, the Editor, who will duly so indicative of female character as female cos- forward all packages, and I stand ready to countume. From the ill-made, awkwardly put on sel with any one disposed to seek and take the gown and unbecoming hat of the elderly Puritan advice of an elderly gentleman. female, whose heart is overflowing with the “milk One word, however, before I close this essay. of human kindness,” to the "gay and debonair” We all remember the tale in the Arabian Nights, attire of the fashionable belle, which is so well in which Ali Baba (I believe) goes to the cavo calculated to display in luxurious freedom the of the thieves, and on pronouncing certain magcharms of the wearer; female fancies, tastes, ical words, the door opens and he enters a store feelings and principles are disclosed, to the dis- house full of curiosities and treasures. Thus, I cerning eye in ribbands, flowers, jewels and confess, human nature appears to me a vast frocks. There are indicia to be found here receptacle of wondrous mysteries, of hidden from which conclusions may be drawn with al- oracles, most unerring accuracy. The Philosophy of Fe

ουδες male dress is yet to be written. One of these

Μην ποτε λαθα κατακoιμασει. . days a little entreaty from my young female

Μεγας εν τούτοις ΘΕΟΣ. * friends may extract something from me on the subject. One thing I will now say: Let my prophecies, eternal in their nature, with Divinity student behold yonder girl. The neat straw hat, mighty in every live. To this cave,-filled with so delicately yet so tastefully trimmed, that ten mournful truths, unexplained problems, unsatisminutes after she has left your sight you cannot fied desires, unheeded sympathies,-Flirtation is say whether it was trimmed or not; the quiet the key, the “open sesame” by which we gain yet well-chosen color of that dress, so modestly admittance. If we are wise we will return to made, so neatly fitting, coming up close to the our homes laden with jewels and all manner of well-formed throat which emerges from a little precious stones. frill of lace, like the bust of Iris from the lotos

*Sophocles. leaf: the well-arranged hair, gracefully brushed back from the temples, giving thereby the clear line of that part of the face where genius most loves to dwell, and disclosing the small white

THE BROKEN GOBLET. ear sitting close to the head: the little edging of lace-cuff just falling on the well-selected glove :

From the German. the snowy stockings and the neat but easy slipper scarcely, yet still , visible beneath a dress

BY R. H. STODDARD. neither too long nor short: let him behold her

A cloven-footed faun was found one day well

, then flee away. Depart! Let him not seek Beneath an oak asleep, the shepherds found him ;lessons of her. It may not be. She is too ear-|(This was in Arcady, of olden time !) nest and beautiful of soul. She looks upon


Said they, “ Come let us bind him to the tree, with too trustful an eye, too confiding a heart. And he shall sing a song before we loose him ;Like the sensitive plant she may not be touched

They say these fauns are sweet and pleasant singers ;without suffering, and though too gentle doubt-One would not think so, they are clad so rough!" less to express her feelings in words, yet let him They tied him to the tree, with viny strings, beware. The curse of a wounded spirit never and pelted him with acorns, and they stung bim,

He turned and rubbed his eyes, and woke at last, I have not even opened this subject. I had

“ Where am 11" said the faun, “where is my fute ? something to say on the Italian adage Donna che My slender Alute ?—where is my goblet gone ? prende, tosto se rende, and quite a little sermon to I see my flute—and yonder lies my cup deliver on that pithy, pregnant remark of Me- Shivered to pieces-Bacchus! I have broken it ! phistopheles to Faust:

1 must have been quite jolly! I am tied too; Mein guter Freund, das wird sich alles geben;

Who has been fooling with me? Ah! I see you Sobald du Dir vertraust, sobald weisst Du zu leben. Peeping around the trunk. I see your crook,

fails to cling

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