succession of severe squalls. Forming almost instantaneously on the horizon, they moved down like phantoms on the ship. For a few moments after one struck us, we would be buried in foam and spray, and then heavily roll in a heavy sea. We however prepared ourselves, and soon got everything snug. The light sails were all in-the jibs, top-gallant and spanker furled close-the mainsail clewed up, and we were crashing along under close reefed topsails alone, when a man, who was coming down from the last reef, slipped as he stepped on the bulwarks and went over backwards into the waves. In a moment that most terrific of all cries at sea, "a man over board! a man overboard!" flew like lightning over the ship. I sprung upon the quarter deck just as the poor fellow, with his "fearful human face," riding the top of a hillow, fled past.

In an instant all was commotion: plank after plank was cast over for him to seize and sustain himself on, til: the ship could be put about and the boat lowered. The first mate, a bold fiery fellow, leaped into the boat that hung at the side of the quarter deck, and in a voice so sharp and stern I seem to hear it yet shouted, "in men-in men!" But the poor sailors hung back the sea was too wild. The second mate sprung to the side of the first, and the men ashamed to leave both their offi

cers alone, followed. "Cut away the lashings," exclaimed the officer-the knife glanced around the ropes-the boat fell to the water -rose on a huge wave far over the deck, and drifted rapidly astern. I thought it could not live a moment in such a sea, but the officer who held the helm was a skilful seaman. Twice in his life he had been wrecked, and for a moment I forgot the danger in admiration of his cool self-possession. He stood erect-the helm in his hand-his flashing eye embracing the whole peril in a single glance, and his hand bringing the head of the gallant little boat on each high sea that otherwise would have swamped her. I watched them for nearly two miles astern, when they lay-to to look for the lost sailor.

Just then I turned my eye to the southern horizon and saw a squall blacker and heavier than any we had before encountered rushing down upon us. The Captain also saw it and was terribly excited. He afterwards told me that in all his sea life he never was more so. He called for a flag, and, springing into the shrouds, waved it for their return. The gallant fellows obeyed the signal and pulled for the ship. But it was slow work, for the head of the boat had to be laid on to almost every wave. It was now growing dark, and if the squall should strike the boat before it reached the vessel, there was no hope for it. It would either go down at once, or drift away into the surrounding darkness, to struggle out the night as it could. I shall never forget that scene. All along the southern horizon between the black water and the blacker

heavens was a white streak of tossing foam. Nearer and clearer every moment it boiled and roared on its track. Between it and us appeared at intervals that little boat like a black speck on the crest of the billows, and then sunk away apparently engulfed for ever. One moment the squall would seem to gain on it beyond the power of escape, and then delay its progress.

As I stood and watched them both, and yet could not tell which would reach us first, the excitement amounted to perfect agony. Seconds seemed lengthened into hours. I could not look steadily on that gallant little crew, now settling the question of life and death to themselves and perhaps to us, who would be left almost unmanned in the middle of the Atlantic, and encompassed by a storm. The sea was making fast, and yet that trail thing rode it like a duck. Every time she sunk away she carried my heart down with her, and when she remained a longer time than usual, I would think it was all over, and cover my eyes in horror-the next moment she would appear between us and the black rolling cloud literally covered with foam and spray. The Captain knew, as he said afterwards, that a few minutes more would decide the fate of his officers and crew. He called for his trumpet, and springing up the rattlings, shouted over the roar of the blast and waves, "Pull away, my brave bullies, the squall is cominggive way, my hearties!" and the bold fellows did "give way" with a will. I could see their ashen oars quiver as they rose from the water, while the life-like boat sprung to their strokes down the billows, like a panther on a leap. On she came, and on came the blast. It was the wildest struggle I ever gazed on, but the gallant little boat conquered. Oh, how my heart leaped whon she at length shot round the stern, and rising on a wave far above our lee quarter, shook the water from her drenched head as if in delight to find her shelter again.

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The chains were fastened, and I never pulled with such right good will on a rope as on the one that brought that boat up the vessel's side. As the heads of the crew appear. ed over the bulwarks I could have hugged the brave fellows in transport. As they step. ped on deck not a question was asked-no report given-but Forward, men !" broke from the Captain's lips. The vessel was trimmed to meet the blast, and we were again bounding on our way. If that squall had pursued the course of all the former ones, we must have lost our crew; but when nearest the boat (and it seemed to me the foam was breaking not a hundred rods off) the wind suddenly veered, and held the cloud in check, so that it swung round close to cur bows. The poor sailor was gone; he came not back again. It was his birth day (he was 25 years old), and alas it was his death-day. Whether, a bold swimmer, he saw at a distance his companions hunting hopeless for

him, and finally with his heart growing cold with despair, beheld them turn back to the ship, and the ship itself toss its spars away from him for ever, or whether the sea soon took him under, we know not. We saw him no more--and a gloom fell on the whole ship. There were but few of us in all, and we felt his loss. It was a wild and a dark night; Death had been among us and had left us with sad and serious hearts. And as I walked to the stern aud looked back on the foam and tumult of the vessel's wake, in which the poor sailor had disappeared, I instinctively marmured the mariner's hymn, closing with the sincere prayer

"Oh! sailor boy, sailor boy, peace to thy soul"

At length the winds lulled, the clouds broke away, and a large space of blue sky and bright stars appeared overland. The darkstorm cloud hung along the distant horizon, over which the lightning still played, while the distant thunder broke at intervals over the deep. The black ocean moaned on in its heavy sobbings, the drenched and staggering ship rolled heavily on its restless bosom, and the great night encompassed all. This was

solitude so deep and awful that my heart seemed to throb audibly in my bosom. My eye ached with the effort to piece the surrounding darkness, and find something to relieve the loneliness of the scene. At length the rising moon showed its bright disc over a cloud, tinging its black edge with silver, and pouring a sea of light on a wide surface, and the quietness of a summer morning rested on all the scene.

THE PINK.

This plant is the type of a natural order, the Caryophyllacea, which are herbs with opposite entire leaves, destitute of any ap-pendages at their base, the stems swelling out at the knots; flowers are regular; calyx of four or five sepals or cup-leaves; the corolla or blossom of the same number, sometimes wanting; stamens as many or twice as many as the petals; styles or stigmas two or five, distinct; capsule two or five-valved, or opening only at the apex by twice as many valves as stigmas. The primitive Pinks are simply red and white, emitting a fragrant odor; but cultivation has altered the shades and doubled the petals, and we have them now from a delicate rose color to a perfect white, and from a deep red to a brilliant scarlet; in many varieties, opposite colors on the same flower. This garden Pink has become associated with the memory of a grandson of Louis the Fifteenth, the young Duke of Bur gundy. Some persons tried to persuade him that Nature obeyed his will, by ordering that Pinks which he had planted came up in a single night, for by removing the pots and substituting others, really made him think it was so. One night, unable to sleep, he wished to rise, but was then told it was midnight. "Well," said he, I will have it day.'

The DIANTHUS PROLIFFR-GARDEN PINK, is in the class Decandria; order Digynia. The generic name is from the Greek, meaning divine flower, so named from its preeminent beauty and fragrance; it is characterized by the inferior cylindrical calyx, oneleaved, with four or eight scales at the basepetals five, with claws; capsule cylindrical; one-celled, opening at the top. Our species is the pretty pink-flowered annual, occasionally found in gravelly pictures, with the - flowers clustered in beds. This plant is a native of Africa; it had found its way into Spain at the time of Augustus Cæsar; it was taken from Biscay by the conquering legions he sent there to put down a rebellion, and by them conveyed to Rome, where it was a great favorite, and was universally worn in the chaplets of fragrant blossoms at meal times; from whence it was disseminated throughout Europe. It was early introduced into our own country, and is now in its palmiest days. Its true origin not being generally known, Shaw, an English poet, considered it a native of Italy, where at present it is little valued, as the modern Italians hold perfumes in aversion; in the following lines he alludes to both ideas.

In fair Italia's bosom born

Dianthus spreads his fringed ray,
And glowing mid the purpled morn,
Adds fragrance to the new born day.

Oft by some mould'ring time-worn tower, Or classic stream he loves to rove, Where dancing nymphs, and satyrs blithe, Once listended to the notes of Love.

Sweet flower, beneath thy natal sky,

No fav'ring smiles thy scenes invite; To Britain's worthier regions fly

And paint her meadows with delign..

It is the emblem of Lively and Pure Affection. Mary Robinson sings

Each pink sends forth its choicest sweet, Aurora's warm embrace to meet.

It has no medicinal properties that entitle it to much consideration.-Selected.

Superstition.-Every devout catholic family of Rio has two things-an image of St. Antonio and a whip. If the saint, after being duly invoked, still refuse to grant the boon craved, he is taken down from his niche and soundly flogged. This chastisement is repeated till a priest interferes and consoles the disappointed with the persuasion that the blessing sought has been, or will be, conferred in some other form. This will account for the bruised or mangled state in which you find poor Antonio in almost every house. There is something unique and interesting in this mode of obtaining benefactions. saint won't shell out, when he has the power, why should he not be whipped ?-Selected.

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We copy from the American Agriculturist the following history and description of this most valuable implement :

Cultivators are of various kinds; we could enumerate at least twenty. The general form of them, however, is essentially the same, the greatest variations being in the teeth. Of these some are made of a triangular flat shape, like those represented in our cut; others like a small hoe blade or chisel, with sharp edges at the sides as well as at the front; others again with reverse teeth, which, when the point of one end is worn off, can be turned and used at the other end. In addition to these, coulter or harrow teeth are frequently added, and sometimes the two hind teeth are made like a plowshare, to throw the soil to or from the crops as desired, while the middle teeth stir the earth effectually, and cut up the weeds between the

rows.

The cultivator should always be made to expand and contract at pleasure, so as to accommodate itself to different widths of space between the rows. One kind may expand from two and a half to five feet or more, another from one and a half to three feet. They are admirable implements to stir the ground and destroy the weeds, and for these purposes they will do the work of two or three plows. They are absolutely indispensable on the farm and plantation, and in the garden.

The celebrated Tull was the first who used cultivators to any extent. He contended that repeated stirrings of the earth were equivalent to manuring it; and in triumphant evidence of this, he pointed to a poor field where he had grown crops for thirteen years without manure, or summer following, or plowing in a single green crop to fertilize it; and yet his last crops were the best. He even sowed wheat and other grain in drills or rows so wide apart as to be able to work the cultivator between them, and thus obtained on a poor soil forty-eight bushels per acre.

We have recently greatly improved our cultivators by strongly iron-bracing the handles to the timbers, and lengthening and setting them more slanting. This gives the operator greater power over the implement, and makes it easier managing it. A wheel is set on to the end of the cultivator or not, as

desired. This is useless in very uneven or rocky ground; but when the surface is tolerably smooth it is very desirable, as it makes the cultivator both easier and steadier, and with it the teeth can be exactly gauged, to work the ground any required depth.

The price varies from $5 to $8, according to the size and the number and kinds of teeth required in it.

The Hand Cultivator.-This is made entirely of iron, except the handle, and will expand from ten to eighteen inches. It is a very useful implement in the garden for clearing out the rows of beets, carrots, parsnips, and indeed everything sowed in drills, raking up beds, &c. It will do the work of four men at least. Price $3.-Am. Agriculturist.

The Movements of the Army.-The long time passed by the army at Matamoros has caused many inquiries as to its future movements. Monterey, it has been understood, was to be the next point at which a stand would be made, but now the question arises whether the army can get there? The distance from Matamoros is three hundred miles, and we have yet to learn that the army has the stores or the means of transportation, nor is it known that with the stores and means of transportation, there are roads suitable for the movements of wagons, &c. The general opinion, and a well founded one, now is, that the army will not go to Monterey this summer.-N. Orl. Pap.

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LEGERDEMAIN--or, how to get a whole suit of Clothes into a Junk Bottle.-Every time you feel like taking a "horn," drop the price of a "nipper" into the bottle and drink a glass of pure cold water. Repeat this until the bottle is full, then break it and carry the contents to a good tailor, and within the space of a week, you will find yourself encased in a whole suit of clothes, without any trouble or expence to yourself. The same can be done with hat, boots, &c. We have known a cart load of wood, and a barrel of flour to be transformed into a similar manner.-Sel.

Among the numerous forms, plans and ap pearances which have been given to bee hives wi hin a few past years, the specimen before us may be selected as one containing some of the most important improvements, although others have been preferred to it in use. It contains compartments, with holes so disposed, between them, that the bees may be admitted to only one of them at a time, and, when that is filled with honey, to another and another in succession, by drawing back little sliders, from the holes bored between them, and afterwards closing them, to confine the industrious insects to the com. partments next to be filled with their rich

store.

The figure above shows one of the numer ous kinds of hives annually exhibited at the Fair of the American Institute in New York, and in use in different parts of the country. Much of the honey now brought to market is purer and newer than a few years ago, in consequence of the extensive use of bee hives constructed in different compartments, which is one of the chief improvements ef fected. It is customary to place a small box in each little chamber for the bees to work in; and these are successively removed when full, and sold with their contents, usually at a higher price than honey made in the common way. The old, single hives usually contain honey made in several seasons, intermingled with bee-bread, and young and old bees which have been killed with the fumes

of burning sulphur, the unkind and fatal reward which has formerly awaited thousands of those useful insects, at the close of their summer's labor. On the present plan their lives are all spared, and they are fed through the winter with a generous portion of the sweet food they have provided.

A piece of glass is usually inserted in each honey box, through which the insects may be watched at their work, and the quality of the honey seen. We add the following remarks on bees from a recent work.

When a queen is removed from a hive, the bees do not immediately perceive it; they continue their labors, "watch over their young, and perform all their ordinary occupations. But in a few hours, agitation ensues; all appears a scene of tumult in the hive: a singular humming is heard; the bees desert their young, and rush over the surface of the combs with a delirious impetuosity." They have now evidently discovered that their sovereign is gone; and the rapidity with which the bad news spreads through the hive, to the opposite side of the combs, is very remarkable. On replacing the queen in the hive, tranquillity is almost instantly restored. The bees, it is worthy of notice, recognise the individual person of their own queen. If another be palmed upon them, they seize and surround her, so that she is either suffocated or perishes by hunger; for it is very remarkable, that the workers are never known to attack a queen bee with their stings.

If, however, more than eighteen hours have elapsed before the stranger queen be introduced, she has some chance to escape; the bees at first seize and confine her; but less

rigidly; and they soon begin to disperse, and at length leave her to reign over a hive in which she was at first treated as a prisoner. If twenty-four hours have elapsed, the stran. ger will be received from the first, and at once admitted to the sovereignty of the hive. In short, it appears that the bees, when deprived of their queen, are thrown into great agitation; that they wait about twenty hours, apparently in hopes of her return; but that, after this interregnum, the agitation ceases; and they set about supplying their loss by beginning to construct royal cells. It is, when they are in this temper, and not sooner, that a stranger queen will be graciously received; and upon her being presented to them, the royal cells, in whatever state of forwardness they may happen to be, are instantly abandoned, and the larvæ destroyed. Reaumur must, therefore, have mistaken the result of his own experiments, when he asserts, that a stranger queen is instantly well received, though presented at the moment when the other is withdrawn. He had seen the bees crowding round her at the entrance of the hive, and laying their antennæ over her; and this he seems to have taken for caressing. The structure of the hives he employed prevented him from seeing further; had he used the leaf-hive, or one of similar construction, he would have perceived that the apparent caresses of the guards were only the prelude of actual imprisonment.

After the season of swarming, it is well known, a general massacre of the drones is commenced. Several authors assert that the workers do not sting the drones to death, but merely harass them till they be banished from the hive and perish. H. Huber contrived a glass table, on which he placed several hives, and he was thus able to see distinctly what passed in the bottom of the hive, which is generally dark and concealed; he witnessed a real and furious masssacre of the males, the workers thrusting their stings so deep into the bodies of the defenceless drones, that they were obliged to turn on themselves as on a pivot, before they could extricate them. The work of death commenced in all the hives much about the same time. It is not, however, by a blind or indi-criminating instinct that the workers are impelled thus to sacrifice the mules; for if a hive be deprived of its queen, no such massacre takes place in it, but the males are allowed to survive the winter.

A farm, or a country, may be overstocked with bees, as with any sort of animal; for a certain number of hives always require a certain number of flowers to subsist on. When the flowers near home are rifled, then are these industrious insects seen taking extensive ranges, but their abilities may be overtaxed; and if they are obliged, in quest of honey, to go too far from home, they are overwearied in the pursuit, they are devoured by birds, or beaten down by the winds and rain.

From a knowledge of this, in some parts of France and Piedmont, they have contrived a kind of floating bee house. They have on board one barge threescore or a hundred beehives, well defended from the inclemency of of an accidental storm; and with these, the owners suffer themselves to flout gently down the river. As the bees are continually choos ing their flowery pasture along the banks of the stream, they are turnished with sweets before unrifled; and thus a single floating bee-house yields the proprietor a considerable income.

The bees are nearly alike in all parts of the world, yet there are differences worthy of our notice. In Guadaloupe, the bee is less by one half than the European, and more black and round. They have no sting, and make their cells in hollow trees, where, if the hole they meet with is too large, they form a sort of waxen house, of the shape of a pear, and in this they lodge and store their honey, and lay their eggs. They lay up their honey in waxen vessels of the size of a pigeon's egg, of a black or deep violet color; and these are so joined together, that there is no space left between them.

The honey never congeals, but is fluid, of the consistence of oil, and the color of amber. Resembling these, there are found little black bees, without a sting, in all the tropical climates, and though these countries are replete with bees, like our own, yet those form the most useful and laborious tribe in that part of the world. The honey they produce is neither so unpalatable, nor so surfeiting as ours; and the wax is so soft, that it is only used for medicinal purposes, it being never found hard enough to form into candles, as in Europe.

LIGHTNING.-There was a magnificent exhibition on Friday night, in a cloud which came up from the west. The lightning played through it in the most dazzling manner for an hour or two, to the great delight of a large number of spectators assembled along Brooklyn Heights. A striking phenomenon occurred in connection with this lightning cloud, upon which we heard several persons remark. After assuming various fantastic shapes for some time, one end of it became detached, and gradually wrought itself into the form which strikingly resembled a complete outline, on a gigantic scale, of Stewart's portrait of Washington. This resemblance was very evident to many gentlemen. From a form of a head of Washington, the cloud gradually wove itself into the representation of a dog, and thence into several questionable shapes' until it finally amalgamated with the main body from which it emanated.-Selected.