The New-York Weekly Magazine, or Miscellaneous Repository Part 164

STORY OF TWO CORDELIERS.

By Margaret Valois, Queen of France.

Two cordeliers, arriving late one evening at a little village, were obliged to lodge at a butcher's, and the chamber where they lay was only separated by a few boards from that where the butcher and his wife slept. Curiosity led the cordeliers to hearken what the man and woman were conversing about. The husband began talking of his domestic concerns, and said, "I must get up, my dear, to-morrow betimes, and give a look at our cordeliers; one of them is, I think, in pretty good order, but we will kill both, and salt them down, which will turn well to our account."--Although the butcher spoke only of his pigs, which he jocosely called cordeliers, the poor friars were so horribly frightened, that they were ready to expire with fear, and resolved to save themselves by jumping out of the window. The thinnest of the two fell lightly on the ground, and ran as far as the town without waiting for his companion: the other followed his example; but being very fat, fell so heavily, that he broke his leg, and with much difficulty crawled to a little shed which he found not far off, and which proved to be precisely the place where the pigs (his brother cordeliers) usually lay. Early the next morning the butcher got ready his knife, and went straight to the stye:--"Come, come, my cordeliers," said he, "come out, come out, for to-day I am resolved to eat some of your puddings." The cordelier cried out for mercy; and the butcher, who concluded that St. Francois had metamorphosed one of his pigs into a friar, on purpose to punish him for having sported with the name of a religious order of men, was overcome with fear; but the matter being soon explained, the good fathers, in grat.i.tude for their hospitable reception, and fortunate release from their fears, very peaceably parted with their host, and very kindly comforted him with their benediction.

_LOVE AND FOLLY._

LOVE.

The greatest virtues that men possess are owing to Love. From whence proceeds the balmy band of friendship?--From Love. What felicity would there he in the marriage state without Love? How wretched are those mortals who are incapable of friendship, and who feel no satisfaction in loving or being loved! How morose, how savage, how indelicate, how dull, how cruel would man be, if exempt from social virtues?--And from whence do they all spring, but from Love? I will even go so far as so say, that the polite arts owe their origin to Love. Even the most celebrated poets have exerted their utmost skill on the subject of Love. It sooths, softens, and harmonizes the minds of men, and inspires them with sentiments of tenderness and humanity. It even disposes them to feel for their fellow creatures, and comfort the bosom of affliction. It cannot be denied but men's glory, honour, profit, and pleasure, all depend upon Love. Love would wish that all men should live in perfect harmony with each other, and that there should be no distinction of persons. Love inspires honour, friendship, charity, humanity, benevolence, modesty, meekness, and chast.i.ty.

FOLLY.

From the first moment that man was placed upon earth, he began his life by pursuing the dictates of Folly, since which his successors have continued to follow the example, and have improved by her precepts, beyond what their forefathers could have conceived, or even hoped for.

Folly has invented every kind of excellence that is held in estimation by mankind; luxury, magnificence, t.i.tles, honors, and riches. Folly occasioned one set of men to rule their fellow creatures, and keep them under subjection. What but folly could have induced men to search into the bowels of the earth for iron, gold, precious stones, and a thousand other useless baubles?--Even commerce herself would be banished if it were not for Folly. How would so many lawyers, judges, fiddlers, players, perfumers, embroiderers, and ten thousand other professions and trades flourish, if it were not from Folly?

ANECDOTE.

An elegant writer has said, "that the period of our courtship is the happiest of our lives."--If this position be true, it is impossible not to admire the prudence of a couple lately married, who protracted this period of felicity for thirty-four years. That they should at last think it necessary to unite in the bands of wedlock, is a striking proof that all human felicity must sometime or other have an end.

NEW-YORK.

_MARRIED,_

On Monday the 13th of February last, at the Prussian capital, His Royal Highness the Hereditary Prince of HESSE-Ca.s.sEL, to Her Serene Highness AUGUSTA Princess of Prussia.

On Sat.u.r.day evening se'nnight, by the Rev. Mr. Strebeck, Mr. LEONARD MEUISE, to Miss DOLLY SHUTE, both of this city.

Same evening, by the Rev. Dr. Provost, Mr. JOHN HAMILTON, to Miss GIFFY HEDEN, both of this city.

On Sunday evening se'nnight, by the Rev. Dr. Moore, Dr. ALEXANDER ANDERSON, to Miss ANN VAN VLECK, both of this city.

Same evening, by the Rev. Dr. Foster, Mr. CHARLES HENRY, to Miss ELIZABETH ROBINSON, both of this city.

On Monday evening se'nnight, by the Rev. Mr. Kuypers, Mr. ISRAEL POST, to Miss ANN RICH, both of Philipsburgh, West-Chester.

On Wednesday evening last, by the Rev. Mr. Kuypers, Mr. BENJAMIN TAYLOR, to Miss MARY BARKER, both of this city.

Same evening, by the Rev. Mr. Kuypers, Mr. JAMES TORTON, to Miss ANNA BARKER, both of this city.

On Thursday evening last, by the Rev. Dr. Linn, Mr. SAMUEL LOW, to Miss ANN CREGIER, both of this city.

When pure and unresisted thoughts conspire, To be dissolv'd in love and warm desire-- The heart then melts with unaffected zeal, The soul desires no other joys to feel.

Oh may this latter pair such raptures find In Hymen's bands as calm the wand'ring mind: May pure affection choicest gifts bestow, And crowns of laurels cause their hearts to glow.

On Sat.u.r.day evening last, by the Right Rev. Bishop Provost, Mr. WALTER TOWNSEND, of this city, to Miss JEMIMA WHITE, of Norwalk.

May bliss forever play around their heads, Content be their's, and peace unmix'd with care; And all the joys that await virtuous deeds, Center in my dear friends--this happy pair.

One that ne'er yet has known connubial bliss-- At verse a novice--now solicits Heav'n To strew round you, in variegated dress, All, all the blessings that to us are giv'n.

_METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS._ _From the 16th to the 22d inst._

THERMOMETOR observed at 6, _A.M._ 3, _P.M._ Prevailing winds.

OBSERVATIONS on the WEATHER.

deg. deg. 6. 3. 6. 3.

100 100 April 16 45 44 e. do. ra. h wd. cloudy do.

17 37 49 ne. se. clear lt. wd. do. do.

18 37 38 e. n. rain lt. wd. do. do.

19 37 45 n. s. rain h. wd. snow h. wd.

20 41 50 nw. do. cloudy lt. wd. do. do.

21 43 55 sw. do. cloudy lt. wd. clear do.

22 44 58 s. do. clear calm do. h. wd.

_For the +New-York Weekly Magazine+._

VERSES, Addressed to Miss A---- B----.

Accept, dear girl, this artless lay, Flowing from an heart sincere, And banish sorrow far away, Nor think Omnipotence severe.

Affliction is the lot of all, With ev'ry sweet is mixed gall; Each pleasing prospect that allures, But a momentous bliss insures.