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JROSLFN, QUEENS CO , ‘■■i FRIDAY,’NOVEMp:R 22 , 1850- NUMBER 2Q. P r o f e s s i o n a l business attended to with promptitude and care. Particular attention paid to the Collection of Debts^ Foreclosure i)f Mortgages, Searching Titles, Investing Iffoney on Bond and Mortgage, &c., <fec. H e can be seen at any time, either at the office of the PL A IN D E A L E B , in Roslyn H a ll, or at his residence on Locust H ill, in the Village o f Roslyn. ' H . a. ONHERDONK, ATTORNEY AMR COEiVSEEEOR, M a n h a s s e t , L. I. 93“ Always at hotne on M ONDAVS, Can .also be seen in NEW -YORK, every W ED NESDA Y, from 12 until 3 o’clock, p. m . at No. 13 Beekman-streel. DENTIST, OULD respectfully inform his friends and f y the public generally, that he iias associa­ ted himself withG. F'. S c h a f f e r , N o . 75 Warren st-. New York, where he will %e happy to wait npon his friendsprofessienally.’ GEORGE F. SCHAFFER. KZ-D HALL. ymhi .hisesidence r 'at ' ItCeinpstead Branch, tc^ttend tohis businessfrom Saturday until M ond^ 1 o’clock P. M. June 17. — y, 1. James M. StilweU? \X 7 \ C U L D respectfully hiforin th e inhabitants y y of Roslyn and vicinity, that lie has taken the agrency for the Long Island Balsam,—which a s a m e d cc ine,ine, farar surpassesurpi for cleansing tijo blood, all .SarsaparillaSarsaparilla preparations now before with the additional quaUti f s • j th e p u b lic: with th e addition a l qualities of c u ring Coughs, colds, Influenza, Bronchitis, Bleeding at pulmonary uablc as a specific for the whooping cough, nervous in tated constitutions, and checkii the Lung?,I tendency* and all compl I t also is invaluab le a s a sp« nervous irritability, debili- the Croup in ch ild ren . T iiere is no m edicine in use which can p ro d u c e stro n g e r testim o n ials in its favor than the Long island Balsam. It is composed purcl 3 ^ of vegetable c.\tracts. and operates like a charm for the above named complaints. Price ^'1 00 per bottle, ______________________ o*j —j-1 f T ^ H E S U B S C R I B E R H A S L A T E L Y m ade arran g e m e n ts, by. which he will hereafter tabled to - ---------- \lyi _ add the follo' to offer every article greatly reduced prices. He is constantly iditions to his slock, and lias now on [owing articles, which he can confiden recommend as well made, cheap and durable. king his line, at ,nd lias now on hand he can confidently L i i , articles, whi 3 well made, o/(cu>p anu u>u, Japanned and plain tin ware of every discrip~ tion- Revolving spout pamps, 5 sizes. Downs, Mynders, &c , patent, a superior article SH E E T LEAD, LEAD PIPE s h e e t z i n c . & c ., & c . boxeSi Sadirons, Cutlery, ^c, e assortment of Brittania Waj Fm' the Flaindealer. Tlie Family Meeting. Home of my early days j for thee I strike again my feeble lyre : Thy bygone visions, past me flee, Or cluster round the roof tree lire, As fair, as vvhen in early prime With pulse all fife, and heart all glow. And conscience undisturbed by crime, Tearful, I parted from thy shore With passion, and the world to war. And now, long years have passed away ,* Sorrow and jo y have done their part: And spirits broken, and the gay Have stood around me, like a blight To pale my home star’s welcome l i g h t : But all in v a in ; the world’s foul taint H a s touched me not, I turn to thee And see our mother, as a s a in t ; Our father, truth and chivalry; Our sister, natures’ noblest work; Our brothers, honesty and worth, In Avhom no evil e’er can lurk; Our home, the fairest spot on earth Where twine around the old hearth stone Warm, beating hearts, and all my own. Fill, from the pure cold stream, the glass, And drink, while tears bedim the eye, Drink! see the glad hours, how they pass, Drink, to awakened memory. Drink, to our mother, length of years, And blessing.s on our sire’s grey head. Drink, that e’en happy, happy tears Like those whirli now our parents shed May change to smiles, and both may be Happy through life, as now are we. And thou great power, that boldest sway O’er ns, and all the things of lime, Grant,, when this year shall pass away. That we as bright a wreath may twine In our old home, and each true heart May meet again, in health to part. Farew e ll! oh ’tis a bitter word to say Yet must I speak it—fare ye .well! Yet as we tread our homeward %ay. And thoughts, of this our meeting, swell Our grateful beans, let each one vow To keep, our love’s Ss'iio\r The chain fs severed,— ere the ink is dry With which I penned these lines, one gentle C a lled by h e r God to leave OS, and to die, E n ro b e d in flow e rs, by w e e p ing frien d s , w a s To her last resting place; and o’er her grave In lovely Greenwood, mourning forests wave. Sister farewell j uiir beans, are buried with ihee, One pearl hath left the casket; one bright Hath fallen from our firmament; in utter sadness, we Gather our ranks still closer, fearing to see Another dark cloud forming; yet we pray To H im , whose will is ours, and ask for day. And day is breaking; gentle friends around And health, and strength, are glad’ning each* Ohildren, In silken cords of love, have fond­ ly bound us, And'point us back to earth to do our part. Sister in tbinUing o f thee, though our hearts may swell. We may not weep for angels, fare thee well. Z. !re and to A large assortment o f iS r itta m a W sum up, he keeps constantly on hand a full sortinent of every article in his iin< A lai soni up so r tto e n t o f every article in nis line, and will pay particular attention to JOBBING, TJN- ROOFINGrLEADERS and all kinds of repair- S. A. KETCHAM. Opposite the ofice of W?n. Hicks. Roslyn, July 12, 1850. ___________ :i!Vrdtlc^ td Creditors, X N Pursuance of an pfdepmade by Hon. M or -^ ■ I ' itis FnsDicK, County Judge acting as Surro- u— U-. giyen to all persons having ioftl ■ gate,nbtic) to p resen t fhe% am e-with th e voi the subscriber at his residence at Great Neck, Town aforesaid, on or before tlie 1st day of Jan- imtv 1851. Dated Grove Point, June 18, 1850. ^ W M . H. ONDERDONK, E x e c u t o r . Great Neck, June 22d, 1850. X F K IiriTIfilE W ARE ROOMS, a.ware-ho! Roslynj I custom- the public g e n e rally , that he has^^ened louse on the east side of the village of where he has on hand and intends to looking-glasses, washstands, sofas, chairs of kmdii, which he will sell at city prices for C ash . . B‘—All articles in his line, neatly repaired or jM^e to order. ^COFFINS. JMabogRaVf.klkCkwalnul and pine coffins ah wavajonrilliod and made to order\at short notice. w : HENRY WILSON. JRoslyn, October 12 1849. - y* l~ t f . C a r r iage Mafelwir. f f ^ E Subscriber continues the carriage ma- § king business in all its hranchess at his old ^ h d in the village of Roslyn, opposite W illiam H k J|CS* Ltnnber Yard. He feels thankful for past favoie and-solicit* continuance of the same.— B y the use M the best material, and with good wdrkmanahip, he hopes to give satisfaction to all ■who h r o f him with a call. . . FT Porrit^e pointingandrepatrtng done with neatwmAndMtpoUh* ■ HELEN; OR, The Two Families of Former Times, TRANSLATED EOR THE PLAINDEALER, From the French of Madam Charles Reybaud. BY A. W, L, CHAPTER -VII. {Continued.) A W ID O W . “ Yes, madam, we are fighting for our king, and for our church,” said he, his eje flashing. But soon moderating his tone, he add­ ed more calmly: “ persecution has com­ menced; those priests wli,d=have refused to perform service are handed over to sec­ ular justice. A decree of the national Assembly, enjoins it upor^agistrates. to treat us as enemies of the States; they call us refractory priests and gen d’ arms seek everywhere to arrest us.” “ You were then, no longer in safety at P ------- intiuired Madam de Kocabert. “ I should have slept this night in pris­ on, if I liad not taken the precaution of leaving there this in n in g ,” coldly re^ plied father Massoit. “ The Moutarieux had sent to Paris a list, on which my name appeared among tne first.” “ The MontarieuxJ” replied the old lady. * “ Yes,* he replied in the same tone; “ The father is a member of the new as­ sembly, and the son has distinguished, himself among the most famous dem­ ocrats.^^ “ Do you hear this about yoia old friends, my dear Helen ?” said Madam de Bocahert, clasping her hands. “ Alas ! what does the father say,” said Helen, with a sad sinking of the heart. In spite of her inexperience she understood that every thing, had changed, and that these political dissensions would, perhaps, destroy the happiness of her whole life. • “ Madam,” continued the priest, “ pub­ lic affairs are at the worst; the king has hardly a shadow of authority, he is gov­ erned by an insolent faction ; the tiers ’etat rule, and the nobles are emigrating. On hearing the* last news the uppeFclass­ es were thrown into consternation. The most considerable families in the country are seeking refuge in Italy oi* S avoy; a«d you madam, what do you intend doing ?” ' “ I have not thought of that yet, rever­ end father,” she replied. “ I am here to aid you with my coun­ sels, if you will accept them,” continued he, “ as a relation, and as a priest, I owe you ’ that spiritual assistance, of which every soul has need in these times of af­ fliction. “ I am at your command also, in ease you should decide to pass the frontiers. Tliere already, arc many of the unpoiiular and proscribed nobility. “ The time is coming when the confis­ cation of your goods will not be enough* they will seek your live * a lso; then hap­ py they, who have found shelter among strangers; whoever remains should pre­ pare for the last extremity.” Then you also, intend to cmigi ate,” said I^Iadam do Bocabert, without moving. “ I madam !” he cried, ‘-'no, no, I fear neither prison, or death, I shall remain.” “ I also shall stay,” said the old lady, quietly, “ I stay, because I am in • more safety here, than is the king in the midst of his palace.” “ I beliov^ it,” quickly replied the monk, “ you are alone, and the king is surrounded by his enemies.” “ The king is lost, and we with him, if we do not succeed Tn delivering h i m . ^ “You look- at things -in their worst light,” said the old lady, mildly; “ I hope better, for the time to come, liowevor let it come, I fear nothing. Soldiers never will scale the walls of Bocabert.” “ Heaven grant that you are not deceiv­ ed,” coldly replied the monk. Madam de lloeabort then offered him a shelter \vith her, and insi ted upon his staying; but he refused and immediately announced that he should depart, perhaps ito-morz-ow. “ Like the apostles, I load a wandering life,” said lie; “ rarely do I pass many days in one place; not that I sa.spect danger, hut because the work which I have to accomplisli is Gvci*ywhorc. G-od now wills that all liis servants should en­ roll themselves in the ranks of the church militant. He wishes not to be honored save by prayer and cot templation. “ We are all soldiers to-day; our arms are the sermons, which animate feeble spirits, and the example which is a guide to fervent' souls.” Father Massoit departed that evening, but his visit left its visible trace. His remarks had filled Helen’s heart with an inquietude which she could not dissipate. Her mind was distressed with anxiety concerning passing events, true accounts of which rarely reached her, in her soli­ tude. Madam de Bocabert was much preoccupied likewise, and for the first time for many years, she felt anxious to know what was passing in the world. Both read with eagerness the papers, which they only received once a week, through 'the ■medium of a-pedlar, whose duty it was to'distribute papers in all the villages, farm houses, and chateaux of the Canton Bht soon, they never opened them w ith- out trembling at the sad tidings of the struggles of tho royal party with the re­ publicans. Oft times, after reading oflhese terrible scenes, Madam de Bocabert would say to her neice: “ Father Massiot pro­ phesied truly.” “ Alas I” would the poor girl reply, “ God protect us from all the dangers which surround us.” Thus passed several months, i t was near a year sinee Helen had heard from her father, and she began to feel much alarmed at this long silence, .when she re­ ceived the following lettey, which had been written eleven months previously: . !My D e a r H e l e n — The last letters received from France, announced events which I was far from expecting, when I left for the Indies, now nearly two years ago. * ; I certainly should not hate quitted it , ; could I have anticipated the present state of confosion. I perceive by the papers that all the religious houses within the confines of the kingdom, are closed; by good fortune you were horn a subject of the Pope, and the convent, in which I left you, is not in France. In consequence of these events, I have determined to quit the service. In a few days, i shall em­ bark for France under a foreign flag. jVIy intentton is to settle a t P ------- and there finish my’^ a j s iiear yoii, and in the socie­ ty of my old and worthy friends. You have little imagined what were my projects for your establishment in life ; they are not changed, and I hope that you will ad­ here to them without difficulty. Waiting for tho happy hours when ! shall see you again, receive the embraces of a father who loves you, and who wishes for your happiness, C o u nt d e B l a n q u e f o iit . Tlie Chevalier added a few linos, in a postscript, to assure his cousin of his af­ fectionate regards, and humbly begged pardon for the rudeness which he felt guilty of practising towards her, in the days of his scliolarship. This g<7od news reanimated the spirits of H e len; and although the political hor­ izon was dark, they served to dissipate her fears and caused her to look forward to the future with courage and confidence. She loved Marcellin with a calm but deep love, and with a total disregard of self; and such washer faith in him, that despite his absence; de.spite his total si­ lence, she did not doubt that on hearing of the- retm*n of her father, that he also would return to P— ---- . The vague fears, which she had oonceived, bad entirely van­ ished ; it did not seem possible to her, that the ties of so old a friendship, could be broked by political differences, and she tl^ught that the Count, as in old times. “ come my child, let us go to him ared 1)( surmises, quickly.” A t this moment Massoit appci fore them, his garments disordered and. his shoes covered with dust, presenting tho appearance of a man who had made a Jong and hasty journey. On entering he sank into a chair, and said in an altered voice “ E xcuse me madam. I can support my­ self no-longer. I have walked Rcsoss fields, since morning, to hasten hither. am worn out with fatigue.” ' “ Beverend Father, this moment shall your meal be prepared, and your room ar­ ranged,” said the good lady, going herself to give the orders. ’lYhen she returned, the father roused himself with an effort, and went and closed the door; then returning to the ladies. After assuring himself that he would not bo overheard, he said in a low, broken voice: “ Tho country is in flames. In the cities, and in the most miserable villages, now decrees against the emigrants ancHhe priests, are posted up at the corners of the streets; for us there is no shelter any Avhere, and I look upon it as a miracle that I have arrived here without being arrested. “ Whatever happens, you shall be in safety here, holy fathez',” said the old lady with animation. In this chateau are sub­ terranean passages with secret outlets which would puzzle the most accomplished blood hounds of the police.” “ I know it madam, and come to ask an asylum of you for some days uutil the enemy npw hunting after me, shall lose all trace of mo.” “ And have you enemies, holy father ?” cried Madam de Bocabert. “ Yes, madam, the two Montarieu^” . replied- he coldly. “ I have./ lately. bqCn' represenlativB of the people. These lively hopes gave her many moments of happi­ ness, she looked for her fa.ther from day to day, and she often said to Madam de Bocabert: “ Oh ! dear aunt, I am happy now; my heart is full of hope. The fu­ ture yet seems dark to mo, but 1 think I can .‘^ce a rainbow through the clouds which cover the hoi-i'^on.” “ Y'ou are so young,” said the old lady with a sigli, “ that even if the tempest continues long you may yet see fairer days.” CHAPTER Y III. FATHER MAS.SIOT. One evening lowards the clo.se of A u ­ gust, Madam*^0 Bocabert and her neice were walking, after tea, on the- teri'ace. This space, quite open, was bordered by a parapet whore, as on a balcony, vases filled with flowers and shrubs, had been placed. The migonnettc, jasmin with long stalks, and the pale pink of Mahon, flourished in a place, where formerly wore heaps of projectiles, to throw from the walls upon' the head of the enemy. Helen walked pensively by the side of the old lady, Rnd her eye wandered over the surrounding country, as it appeared in the moonlight; there was not a cloud in the sky and the air was so calm tliat they heard the buzzing of the moths upon the windows of the saloon, attracted by the light of the caudle. Just then, the night birds, perched on the toplzf the towers, sounded their melancholy cries, and the bleating of a goat was heard in the distance, seeking for bis flock. The sijence was only broken by confused noises; the as­ pect of the. mountains, bathed in the soft light; th'repdse of every element, served to throw Helen into*a\kind of melancholy extasy. She stoppedrwalking, and in the quiet became absorbed la her impressions and reflections. “ O h ! my dear aunt.” said she at last’ “ can it he possible that the world is a prey to so much agitation and disorder ? tVhen I contemplate nature, so serene and beautiful,form no conception of the fury and wickedness of men, and I entertain the hope that soon \we may all live in peace.’’' * “ May Heaven hear you, my child!” said the old lady^.with a sigh. A s she uttered these words, the door of the saloon opened, and the valet de cham - bre entered hastily on the terrace, and announced that the stranger who had pass­ ed a day there, some mouths previous, had arrived. “ Father Massiot I” cried Madam do Bocabert, astonished and filled, with v a ^ e father and have prevented the son’s ; an^ other friends and adherents would ^gladly see me hanged.” “ W h a t! M. Montarieux! such an hon­ est man ?” exclaimed Helen, with indig- ifgon . “ He is a democrat, an atheist and a scoundrel,” said the father, with the same quiet and mournful air ; between religious people, men of means, and sucb men it is now war to the death.” “ Oh! reverened father, they must be reasoned witb,they must be led back,” said Helen, sadly; there is no ill will, no wick­ edness in their hearts. “ You know them then?” interrupted father Massiot. “ Yes, father,” she resolutely replied*. Madam Montarieux, a very worthy woman, lived in habits of intimacy with my mother, and for fifteen years, M. Montarieux has been the fr'end of our family. My father holds him in the highest esteem.” “ We shall see if the Count does not' change his sentiments,” he replied in a sour irritated tone. This pithy remark struck Helen to the heart, she changed color, and her eyes filled with tears. “ You seem quite overcome, my sweet j girl,” said hladam de Bocabert, leading her away, as the priest proceeded to the table; perhaps the ill news we have been li-tening to is somewhat exaggerated. It is not impossible but we may soon receive better tidings. Come, recover yourself; in your own room you wiiJ soon feel beter.' Father Massiot quickly finished his re­ past; although ho had fasted long, he partook of nothing but fruit, and a little old wine, and perceiving the astonishment of Madam de Bocabert at his abstinence, be said to her, casting his eye on his c’otb over-coat-and on his colored waistcoat: “ A lthough 1 no longer wear the sacred habit of my order, I adhere to our rules, as much as possible: and I have supped to-night because it was prescribed to me. Now Madam, I beg of you to conduct me to your darkest room, the most hotitracted, and'the worst furnished iri your house; for sumptous apartments are not for such as US, neither axe fine garments ^and good cheer.” “ I shall endeavor to satisfy jour p v - erence,” said the old lady, with a riight i sigh. You will excuse its not being in pooi*er condition. Furihan will conduct you to a room where, at least, y ^ w ill, find the most perfect quiet.” ^ . The old servant preceded ^lim, torch in hand, and conducted him to allrjO retir- sed chamber, quiet and gloomy ^ a prison, “ This does very well, my dear.hyi>th#” said the monk, throwing his eye about hini, *‘ only that this bed is too good for a priest, and you will oblige me by. taking away these silk coverlets,- and also the sheets and mattrass. I shall sle(y) mpon the boards.’’ , The arrival of father Massiot threw Helen into great consternation. Her aunt found her reading a printed paper •^hi^h ^he monk had left upon the table in the . saioufi. I t . was, a violent manifest(^ 'uu appeal to arms— a brand of civil war. __ This hand-bill, addressed to the inhabi­ tants of F ------- , called for popular ygu - gcailCO on tho hoads of the Montarieux. * ‘ Alas, my child,” said the old lady,^see- ing what she was about, “ I no-longer wonder that the democrats persecuteTath- er Massiot; be is evidently striving for tlicir destruction.” “ Oh, dear aunt, we must keep him Jiere as long as possible, that he may not ac­ complish his abominable designs.” We will endeavor so to do,’’ said; the good lady. Madam do Bocabert had no occasion to insist upon the detention of father Massiot; he decided for himself to prolong his stay, ■end for some time hid within himself-the liopes of conversion, which devoured him. He was one of those ardent, zealous men who fulfilled to the very letter every ascet­ ic sacrifice which his stern devotion de­ manded of him. The day after his.ar­ rival, he commenced his observance-of the rules of the Fcuillans. Like the ancient Anchorites, ho ate nothing but fruit and roots. His SGCiiIar dress concealed a. hair cloth shirt. Ho rose at midnight to say his matins, and several hours of each Jay were devoted to pi*aycr. Tho two ladies hardly noticed his pfes- eriee. He avoided them as much as com­ mon courtesy permitted, and passed-entire IJMking was the only recreation wliieh- he permitted himself; but even for - that he did not choose the most propitious hours, nor the most favorable tim es; and often he was seen upon the towers of Boeab,fert trembling from cold and rain. , - ! “ Surely father Massiot is not of this world,” said Madam de Bocabert to Helen one day, “I judged him wrongly, perhaps, in imagining that he wished to stir up a civil war. The poor man seems only o'e- ' eupied in working out his own salvation.” “ Who can tell ?” replied Helen, shaking. her head. “ He is often seen speaking with the peasants down below.” Just at this moment the priest entered. He held a newspaper in his hand, and his •eountenanee appeared frightful. “ Our enemies have triumphed,” said h e ; “ behold the nev/ list of proscriptions. All the nobility in the County are here inscribed. Now there is no more peace, no more rest— a war of extermination is upon us.” Madam de Bocabert took the Gazette, and running her eyes over it, said sadly to Helen : “ How I pity y o u ! my child. The flow­ er of your youth arrives in unhappy times. As for me, I am. a poor old woman, and it matters but little how I pass the rest df ray sad-life; but you— oh, God! You have so many reasons to be happy. Ah*! if your father knew the state of his coun­ try, he would hesitate to return, and would send for you to join him. ' Were^ I youngei*, 1 would gladly accompany you to the great Indies, for I see as y et no enp, to these calamities. . “ A las! I shall forever be an exile,’’ said the poor girl, thinking of MareelHa.:— Then she added, reassured by remembranr ces of the ancient friendship of the twp families : “ my father would incur no. dan­ ger in returning to France ; for amongst those high in power, to-day, are men wii:^ 'whom he is very intimate.” “ You deceive yourself,” interuptfed tbe monk, with vehemence; the Coulit de Blanquefort is the enemy of every repub; lican.*’ “ How know you that ?” said Helen; .and as he did not reply, she continued*: This -is a mere supposition oh yjpiur part; I know the sentiments o f my father; and I believe 1 can assert that he has no hatred for his old friends.” * “ His return will give another anawer,’^ replied the monk, sneeringly. Then cross- * ing his hands on his chest, with a monkishi gesture, he slowly retired, “ Father Jllassiot speaks of my fathm^ as if he knew him. Have you ever heard of such a thing, Madam?”

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