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consumption. As regards the climate
of Cuba, we can speak, from personal
knowledge, of its highly beneficial
effects.

The personal observations of Dr. Forry in reference to climate, as a winter residence for the northern invalid of our own country, are mostly confined to East Florida. So remarkable is the equality in the distribution of temperature among the seasons here, that a comparison with the most favored localities already noticed is no way disparaging.

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"A comparison of the mean temperature of winter and summer, that of the warmest and coldest months, and that of successive months and seasons, results generally in favor of peninsular Florida. The mean difference of successive months stands thus: Pisa 5°.75, Naples 5°.08, Nice 4°.74, Rome 4°.39, Fort King [in the interior of Florida] 4°.28, Fort Marion at St. Augustine 3°.68, Fort Brooke (on the western coast of Florida] 39.09, Penzance, England, 3°.05, Key West [at the southern point of Florida] 2o.44, and Madeira The lime, the orange and the fig, find here a genial temperature; the course of vegetable life is unceasing; culinary vegetables are cultivated, and wild flowers spring up and flourish in the month of January; and so little is the temperature of the lakes and rivers diminished during the winter months, that one may almost at any time bathe in their waters. The climate is so exceedingly mild and uniform, that besides the vegetable productions of the southern states generally, many of a tropical character are produced. Along the southeastern coast, at Key Biscayno, for example, frost is never known, nor is it ever so cold as to require the use of fire. In this system of climate, the rigors of winter are unknown, and smiling verdure never ceases to reign."

Now compare this mild and equable climate with that of Italy, as described by Dr. Johnson.

"Italy indeed," he says, "is very singularly situated in respect to climate. With its feet resting against the snow-clad Alps, and its head stretching towards the burning shore of Africa, it is alternately exposed to the suffocation of the sirocco, from the arid sands of Lybia, and the icy chill of the tramontane, from the Alps or the Apennines."

In view of the American character of Dr. Forry's work, we will now con

clude this article with another extract from it, in reference to the climate of East Florida, as a winter residence for the northern invalid:

living body, more especially as regards "The influence of temperature on the winds, is often indicated more accurately by our sensations than the thermometer. Arctic Regions, we are told that when the For instance, in Parry's Voyages to the mercury stood at fifty-one degrees below zero of Fahrenheit, in a calm, no greater inconvenience was experienced than when it was at zero during a breeze. Consequently, the advantages of climate as regards its fitness for the pulmonic, not unfrequently depend on the mere circumstance of exposure to, or shelter from, cold winds. The frequency and severity of the winds at St. Augustine constitute a considerable drawback on the benefits of the climate. The chilly north-east blast, surcharged with fogs and saline vapors, sweeping around every angle of its ancient and dilapidated walls, often forbids the valetudinarian venturing from his domicil. To obviate these disadvantages, a large

house was erected at Picolata on the St.

John's; but during the pending Indian disturbances, it has been converted into a barrack and an hospital.

"At the present time, St. Augustine and Key West are the only places which afford the conveniences required by the wants of an invalid; but assuming that proper accommodations can be equally obtained at all points, Key Biscayno on the south-eastern coast, or Tampa Bay on the Gulf of Mexico, claims a decided preference, especially over St. Augustine. As a general rule, it would be judicious for the northern physician to direct his pulmonary patient to embark about the middle of October for Tampa Bay. Braving the perils of the wide ocean, he will realize the healthful excitement incident to the fears and hopes of a sea-voyage. The salubrious air of the sea has, indeed, al ways been esteemed as peculiarly congenial to the lungs. Even the Romans, among whom consumption seems to have been of frequent occurrence, were wont to seek relief in a voyage to Alexandria. Having spent the winter months at Tampa, let the invalid proceed early in March to St. Augustine, by way of Dade's battleground and the old Seminole agency. In addition to the corporeal exercise, he will find food for mental digestion at every step of his journey. Having thus reaped the benefit of a sea-voyage and all the adclimate, the valetudinarian may return to vantages to be derived from a change of his anxious friends so much renovated in

health and spirits as to be capable of enjoying again the blessings of social life. As long, however, as predatory Seminole bands retain possession of this Peninsula, few itinerant invalids will imitate

the example of the celebrated Spanish adventurer, Ponce de Leon, who, in the wild spirit of the sixteenth century, braved the perils of unknown seas and the dangers of Florida's wilds, in search of the farfamed fountain of rejuvenescence. When the period, however, of the red man's departure shall have passed, [an event which has been officially announced], the climate of this land of flowers' will, it may be safely predicted, acquire a celebrity, as a winter residence, not inferior to that of Italy, Madeira, or Southern

France."

In conclusion, we will present some of the facts contained in a highly interesting pamphlet by Dr. Daniel Drake, entitled "The Northern Lakes, a Summer Residence for Invalids of the South," which has been the result of a two months' voyage, for medical observation, during the last summer. Our notice of it, however, seeing the space already devoted to this article, must necessarily be brief.

In view of what has been written on the comparative fitness of different places towards the equator, as winter residences for the invalids of the north, Dr. Drake thinks, with good reason, that the valetudinarians of the former regions have equal claims upon the medical observer as regards a summer residence. He merely purposes to add another, and as he supposes a superior place of resort, to those already frequented; such as the Springs of Virginia, Kentucky, Pennsylvania, and New York,-the marine watering places of Long Branch, Newport, Nahant, &c. -as well as a trip to the Falls of Niagara, or a voyage on the St. Lawrence to Montreal and Quebec.

How truly delightful it is to traverse these ocean-lakes or inland seas during the season of summer, we can add our testimony from personal experience, Instead of the reflected heat of inland regions on the same parallels, which rivals that of the West Indies, we have here cool and refreshing lake and land breezes, the former prevailing through most of the day, and the latter setting in at night as soon as the radiation from the ground has reduced its temperature below that of the water. As the dis

tance from Buffalo to Chicago is more than twelve hundred miles, the invalid of the south is enabled to derive much advantage from a voyage over this long the author to speak in his own graphic But we will allow expanse of waters. language :

"But the summer climate of the lakes

is not the only source of benefit to invalids; for the agitation imparted by the boat, on voyages of several days' duration, through waters which are never stagnant, and sometimes rolling, will be found among the most efficient means of restoring health, in many chronic diseases, especially those of a nervous character, such as hysteria and hypochondriasm.

"Another source of benefit is the excitement imparted by the voyage to the place all the features of the surrounding faculty of observation. At a watering scenery are soon familiarized to the eye, which then merely wanders over the commingled throngs of valetudinarians, doctors, dancers, idlers, gamblers, coquettes, and dandies, whence it soon returns to inspect the infirmities or tedium vitæ of its possessor; but on protracted voyages, through new and fresh regions, curiosity is stirred up to the highest pitch, and pleasantly gratified by the hourly unfolding of fresh aspects of nature; some new blending of land and lake-a group of fields of wild rice and lilies-a rainbow islands different from the last-aquatic walking on the face of the deep'-a water-spout, or a shifting series of painted clouds seen in the kaleidoscope of heaven.

"But the North has attractions of a different kind, which should draw into its summer bosom those who seek health and recreation in travel. From Ontario to Michigan, the voyager passes in the midst of spots consecrated to the heart of every American; and deeply interesting to all who delight to study the history of their native land. The shores and waters of the lakes, so often reddened with the blood of those who fought and died in the cause of their country, will present to the traveller of warm and patriotic feelings, scenes which he cannot behold without an emotion, under which real diseases may abate and the imaginary be forgotten."

Along this route of twelve hundred miles from Chicago to the Falls of Niagara, patriotic emotions, as is justly observed by Dr. Drake, are being continually excited in the mind of the traveller; but as we cannot here follow our author in the narrative of his voyage, descriptive of the scenery and historical associations

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The versatile, discursive violin,

Light, tender, brilliant, passionate, or calm,
Sliding with careless nonchalance within
His range of ready utterance, wins the palm
Of victory o'er his fellows for his grace;
Fine, fluent speaker, polished gentleman.
Well may he be the leader in the race

Of blending instruments-fighting in the van
With conscious ease and fine chivalric speed;
A very Bayard in the field of sound,
Rallying his struggling followers in their need,

And spurring them to keep their hard-earned ground.
So the fifth Henry fought at Azincour,

And led his followers to the breach once more.

II.

THE VIOLONCELLO.

Larger and more matured, deeper in thought,
Slower in speech and of a graver tone,
His ardor softened, as if years had wrought
Wise moods upon him, living all alone,

A calm and philosophic eremite,—

Yet at some feeling of remembered things,
Or passion smothered, but not purged quite,
Hark! what a depth of sorrow in those strings!
See, what a storm growls in his angry breast!
Yet list again; his voice no longer moans;
The storm hath spent its rage and is at rest.
Strong, self-possessed, the violoncello's tones:
But yet too oft, like Hamlet, seem to me
A high soul struggling with its destiny.

you wouldn't mind being broke of your rest, and so I stept over to tell you. Good night."

So saying, the honest man departed; and his lantern gleamed along the street, bringing to view indistinct shapes of things, and the fragments of a world, like order glimmering through chaos, or memory roaming over the past. But Margaret stayed not to watch these picturesque effects. Joy flashed into her heart, and lighted it up at once, and breathless, and with winged steps, she flew to the bedside of her sister. She paused, however, at the door of the chamber, while a thought of pain broke in upon her.

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Poor Mary!" said she to herself. "Shall I waken her, to feel her sorrow sharpened by my happiness? No; I will keep it within my own bosom till the morrow."

She approached the bed to discover if Mary's sleep were peaceful. Her face was turned partly inward to the pillow, and had been hidden there to weep; but a look of motionless contentment was now visible upon it, as if her heart, like a deep lake, had grown calm because its dead had sunk down so far within. Happy is it, and strange, that the lighter sorrows are those from which dreams are chiefly fabricated. Margaret shrunk from disturbing her sister-in-law, and felt as if her own better fortune had rendered her involuntarily unfaithful, and as if altered and diminished affection must be the consequence of the disclosure she had to make. With a sudden step, she turned away. But joy could not long be repressed, even by circumstances that would have excited heavy grief at another moment. Her mind was thronged with delightful thoughts, till sleep stole on and transformed them to visions, more delightful and more wild, like the breath of winter (but what a cold comparison!) working fantastic tracery upon a window.

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to two or three volleys of a rapid and eager knocking; and first she deemed the noise a matter of course, like the breath she drew; next, it appeared a thing in which she had no concern; and lastly, she became aware that it was a summons necessary to be obeyed. At the same moment, the pang of recollection darted into her mind; the pall of sleep was thrown back from the face of grief; the dim light of the chamber, and the objects therein revealed, had retained all her suspended ideas, and restored them as soon as she unclosed her eyes. Again, there was a quick peal upon the street-door. Fearing that her sister would also be disturbed, Mary wrapped herself in a cloak and hood, took the lamp from the hearth, and hastened to the window. By some accident, it had been left unhasped, and yielded easily to her hand.

"Who's there?" asked Mary, trembling as she looked forth.

The storm was over, and the moon was up; it shone upon broken clouds above, and below upon houses black with moisture, and upon little lakes of the fallen rain, curling into silver beneath the quick enchantment of a breeze. A young man in a sailor's dress, wet as if he had come out of the depths of the sea, stood alone under the window. Mary recognized him as one whose livelihood was gained by short voyages along the coast; nor did she forget, that, previous to her marriage, he had been an unsuccessful wooer of her own.

"What do you seek here, Stephen ?" said she.

"Cheer up, Mary, for I seek to comfort you," answered the rejected lover. "You must know I got home not ten minutes ago, and the first thing my good mother told me was the news about your husband. So, without saying a word to the old woman, I clapped on my hat, and ran out of the house. I couldn't have slept a wink before speaking to you, Mary, for the sake of old times."

"Stephen, I thought better of you!" exclaimed the widow, with gushing tears, and preparing to close the lattice; for she was no whit inclined to imitate the first wife of Zadig.

"But stop, and hear my story out," cried the young sailor. "I tell you we spoke a brig yesterday afternoon, bound in from. old England. And who

do you think I saw standing on deck, well and hearty, only a bit thinner than he was five months ago?"

Mary leaned from the window, but could not speak.

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Why, it was your husband himself," continued the generous seaman. "He and three others saved themselves on a spar, when the Blessing turned bottom upwards. The brig will beat into the bay by daylight, with this wind, and you'll see him here to-morrow. There's the comfort I bring you, Mary, and so good night."

He hurried away, while Mary watched him with a doubt of waking reality, that seemed stronger or weaker as he alternately entered the shade of the houses, or emerged into the broad streaks of moonlight. Gradually, however, a blessed flood of conviction swelled into her heart, in strength enough to overwhelm her, had its increase been more abrupt. Her first impulse was to arouse her sister-inlaw, and communicate the new-born gladness. She opened the chamberdoor, which had been closed in the

course of the night, though not latched, advanced to the bedside, and was about to lay her hand upon the slumberer's shoulder. But then sne remembered that Margaret would awake to thoughts of death and woe, rendered not the less bitter by their contrast with her own felicity. She suffered the rays of the lamp to fall upon the unconscious form of the bereaved one. Margaret lay in unquiet sleep, and the drapery was displaced around her; her young cheek was rosy-tinted, and her lips half opened in a vivid smile; an expression of joy, debarred its passage by her sealed eyelids, struggled forth like incense from the whole countenance.

"My poor sister! you will waken too soon from that happy dream!" thought Mary.

Before retiring, she set down the lamp and endeavored to arrange the bed-clothes, so that the chill air might not do harm to the feverish slumberer. But her hand trembled against Margaret's neck, a tear also fell upon her cheek, and she suddenly awoke.

SONNET.

BY HENRY T. TUCKERMAN.

FREEDOM.

FREEDOM! beneath thy banner I was born,-
O let me share thy full and perfect life!
Teach me opinion's slavery to scorn,

And to be free from Passion's bitter strife ;-
Free of the world, a self-dependent soul,

Nourished by lofty aims and genial truth, And made more free by love's screne control, The spell of beauty and the hopes of youth. The liberty of nature let me know,

Caught from the mountains, groves and crystal streams, Her starry host, and sunset's purple glow,

That woo the spirit with celestial dreams,

On Fancy's wing exultingly to soar,

Till life's harsh fetters clog the heart no more!

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