out to the wind for ages and ages yet-and the nations of earth number not one so glorious as that which claims the star-gemmed symbol of liberty for its token!

As the warning sound of a trumpet called together all who were laggards-those taking leave of friends, and those who were arranging their own private affairs, left until the last moment-a single horseman was seen furiously dashing down the street. A red scarf tightly encircled his waist. He made directly for the shore, and the crowd there gathered started back in wonderment as they beheld his dishevelled appearance and his ghastly face. Throwing himself violently from his saddle, he flung the bridle over the animal's neck, and gave him a cut with a small riding-whip. He made for the boat; one minute later, and he had been left. They were pushing the keel from the landingthe stranger sprang-a space of two or three feet already intervened-he struck on the gunwale-and the Last Soldier of King George had left the American shores.

BRAVERY.

BY ANNA CORA MOWATT.

"Do not please sharp Fate

To grace it with your sorrows."-SHAKSPEARE.

Be brave! not when the cannon roars around,
And Danger's trumpet-lips the war notes sound;
Not in the field where kingdoms are o'erthrown-
The warrior's death-couch-be thy valor shown!
Let courage nerve thy soul, as now thine arm;
Misfortune be the foe that least can harm ;
I grant it valorous, when cowards fly,

To meet the victor's blade and dare to die!
But there's a nobler courage thou may'st feel,
Will make thee look on wo as if 'twere weal.
Braver who battles with the ills of life,
Than he who conquers in a nation's strife.
Though glory round his brow no laurels bind,
The olive-branch of Peace enwreathes his mind,
And sweet Content adorns him with her crown,
Until his pallet seems a couch of down.

Be thou thus brave! and meet life's ills with scorn;
They are disarmed in being bravely borne.

POLITICAL PORTRAITS WITH PEN AND PENCIL.

NO. XXX.

ALEXANDER H. EVERETT.

(With a fine Engraving on Steel.)

MR. EVERETT's paternal ancestors came from the west of England, and were among the first settlers of the Colony of Massachusetts. The name appears in the oldest records of Boston; Richard Everett, the immediate ancestor of this branch of the family, being one of the petitioners to the General Court for the incorporation of Dedham, in the county of Norfolk, Mass., about the year 1630. He resided through life at Dedham, and the family has ever since been somewhat numerous in that, and other towns in the neighborhood of Boston. His paternal grandfather, Ebenezer Everett, was a lineal descendant from Richard, and lived in Dedham, in easy circumstances, drawing by the labor of himself and his sons a comfortable subsistence from a small landed property. He was the father of nine children, eight sons and a daughter the youngest of the sons, Oliver, being the father of the subject of the present memoir.

Mr. Everett's father was a clergyman of worth, learning, and eminence. Soon after graduating at Cambridge, he was invited to the charge of the church in Summer street, Boston, now under the care of Mr. Young. He remained in this position until the year 1792, when his declining health compelled him to relinquish it. He then left Boston, and took up his residence in the adjoining village of Dorchester, where he passed the remainder of his life. After his removal to Dorchester, he was appointed a Judge of the Court of Common Pleas for the County of Norfolk. He was subsequently invited to become a candidate for the represen tation of the Norfolk District in Congress; but declined, on account of the state of his health. The only occasion on which he appeared in public after his retirement from the pulpit, was the funeral solemnity in honor of Washington, when he delivered an address to the inhabitants of Dorchester. He died at that place in December, 1802, at the age of fifty, leaving a family of a widow, six sons, and two daughters. Alexander was the second of the sons, and was born in Boston on the 19th of March, 1790— receiving the name of his maternal grandfather, Alexander Hill.

His childhood was passed in Dorchester, at the free school of which place he was prepared for Cambridge, which he entered in the year 1802, a few months before the death of his father; being

then in his thirteenth year, and the youngest member of his class -in which, however, he graduated with the highest honors in 1806. Among the other members of the same class, who have acquired distinction, were Judge Preble, some time Minister to the Netherlands, J. G. Cogswell, now Editor of the New York Review, and Dr. Bigelow, one of the most learned and accomplished physicians in Boston, we may indeed say in the country.

After leaving college, he passed a year as assistant in the Phillips Academy at Exeter, N. H., and in 1807 entered his name as a student for the bar in the office of John Quincy Adams at Boston. He had but little inclination, however, for the practice of the legal profession, and at this time took no interest in politics-his passion being entirely for letters. Soon after he came to Boston, he was invited to become a member of the Anthology Club, an association formed for the publication of a literary journal, called the Monthly Anthology. The association comprehended a number of the most distinguished literary men of the time, among whom may be mentioned the late lamented Buckminster, Judge Thacher, and his brother, the late Rev. S. C. Thacher, Dr. Gardiner, the Rev. Mr. Emerson, father of the present well-known Rev. R. W. Emerson, Dr. Bigelow, Prof. Ticknor, Mr. Savage, and others. They had a social meeting, with a supper, one evening in every week. Being mostly either mere tyros, or professional men in full employment, and too constantly occupied to give much time to letters, the published product of their labors was of no very great value; but the work, as a whole, was distinguished by a somewhat better taste than had previously prevailed in our periodical literature, and gave indications of a tendency toward improvement.

On the appointment of Mr. Adams as Minister Plenipotentiary to Russia, in 1809, Mr. Everett accompanied him to Europe, and resided at St. Petersburgh as a member of his family, and formally attached to the Legation, for about two years; employing this time in the study of the modern languages, public law, political economy, and history. In the summer of 1811 he left St. Petersburgh, and proceeded through Sweden to England, where he passed the following winter. In the spring of 1812 he made a short visit to Paris, and in the summer of the same year returned to the United States in a licensed vessel, which sailed after the declaration of war.

Soon after his return from Europe, he was admitted to the bar, and opened an office in Boston. But the state of political affairs was at that time of so exciting a character as to render it almost impossible for any young man of ardent temperament and en