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THE INDIAN SUMMER.
BY JAMES M® HENRY.
Twas noon, and mild and beauteous shone the day, For meek November smil'd as sweet as May ! As, from a casement, Ellen and her sire, An Indian Summer's lingering charms admire, Which Freedom's land can more serenely cheer, Than all the seasons of the circling year. 'Tis true, the wood's gay verdure is withdrawn, The faded leaves lie scatter'd o'er the lawn; "Tis true, the maize, the pride of cultur'd fields, No more its fring'd and tassel'd grandeur yields ; Nor the wild warblers of the earlier year, From woodland coverts hill and valley cheer : Yet the bright sun a kindlier glory sheds, O’er heaven's expanse a milder azure spreads, Save when the ruddy morn, or balmy eve Through screens of downy mist his smiles receive. Then flits th' ethereal gauze before the view, And shows the moving scene in purple hue ; The mountain glimmers through the prospect dim, Rocks, woods, and streams in fairy landscape swim; More sprightly zephyrs wanton in the shades, And livelier wild deer bound along the glades; And fresher springs than Summer heats allow, Yield purer
dews and sweeter murmurs now; Now wand'ring birds in airy journeys rove, And beasts, disporting, march in many a drove ;
All animation joys to be alive,
CLAIMS OF THE GREEKS.
BY DR. BEDELL.
This fair and flourishing city in which we dwell contains but few more souls than did Scio. If your sympathy can be roused by the contrast of your own condition, change but the scene of action, and put yourselves in their place. No, my friends, not the boldest stretch of your imagination could give to the picture, glowing all it might be, any features which could possibly resemble the dreadful original. But let imagination rule for a moment, and suppose an overwhelming force of barbarians, bursting upon your defenceless city. They fire it in every quarter-your houses are given to the fury of the element—the sacred temples of religion are roofless and desolate—the institutions of piety and liberality echo nothing but the shrieks of the despairing and the dying. If you fear to perish in the flames of your houses, crowd your streets the unresisting victims of a fiercer element -that fire which rages in the bosom of your foe. Escape is denied-observe around an indiscriminate slaughter, which spares neither age nor sex-helpless decrepitude nor weeping infancy. There, observe the wife torn from the bosom of her husband, and cruelly murdered before his eyes ; there, the husband cut down by some relentless arm, while he held to his palpitating heart the trembling, almost lifeless partner of his sorrows: there, the father or the brother as they fled to the protection of
the daughter or the sister, held by the strong arm of the foe, and compelled to behold, in the very face of day, the deed of dishonour, worse than death-there, the weeping infant, snatched from the bosom of its mother, and literally dashed against the stones. Oh! ye who can boast the possession of a land of freedom, whose soil no barbarian foe will ever dare to pollute. Oh ! ye inhabitants of a city which bears the name of brotherly love, the very contrast of your happiness; the consideration of your security; the recollection of the struggle through which your fathers were prosperously brought, all-all should stimulate you to an exertion which should tell how deep your sym
athy, how grateful your recollections; and with an impulse which is irresistible, you should give, and that liberally, to relieve the sufferings of your brethren, who are houseless, friendless, and in misery unparalleled.
When I see the efforts which are making by the individual friends of this cause in Europe : -when I how nobly some of our cities, and many of our villages, have come forward: when I see what some noble spirited individuals among ourselves have done; when I observe by the public prints, how the people gather in crowds in the places of public entertainment, and, by a rather singular exhibition of pity, sympathize with the Greeks, while they gratify themselves, I trust that in so sacred a cause, there shall issue from the house of God, this day, a corresponding liberality. If otherwise, the character of our Christians, and the character of our city will be both disrcedited.
But I will not cast upon you, my friends, a reproach so foul as to suppose that you will be backward in answering this call for mercy. Long may you be exempt from horrors such as these already described ; long may comforts be thickly gathered round you, like the richest
clusters of the vintage. Here we have no danger of slaughtered sires; no wives, no daughters dishonoured ;
no leading into captivity, and no complaining in our streets ;” and, while you raise your hearts to God, that he has cast your inheritance here on this favoured spot, forget not the perishing who ask for your sympathy. If ever the land of Greece should again come under the domination of its infidel invaders, then farewell to liberty and hope ; blasted will be every prospect of private happiness, or of public prosperity. All the institutions which are now calculated to diffuse the benefits of education ; all the temples sacred to the living God, will be swept away as with the very besom of destruction-nay, life itself, more than ever would hang upon the will of a barbarous master. The extermination of the Christians will scarcely serve to satiate the vengeance of their infuriated foes ; and Greece, fair Greece, will be blotted from among the nations of the earth, by the life blood of her sons and daughters. To you Christians, fellow-men, who have hearts to feel and to bleed, they cry“ have pity upon us.” Oh, speed us, from the land of liberty and refuge, the expressions of a Christian sympathy. While, with a cold and calculating policy, the governments of Europe, see us within the very jaws of the lion, and leave us to his teeth, we pray you not to desert us also. We are brethren, seeking the same liberty which you enjoy, and which the blood of your fathers was poured out to purchase : we are Christians, having the union of a common faith.