I nothing know, but that in a dream A spirit of light on the pale moonbeam Flew into my chamber—and it did seem Nought but a brighter and purer beam That had dropped from the beautiful sky, ’Till I wakened—and lo! a lovely mouth, Whose breath was sweet as winds of the south, And an eye flashing soft with love and desire, Which thrilled all my frame with quivering fire, Peered out, as a cloud swept by; And a soft voice whispered a thrilling tale, And my eye grew dim and my red cheek pale. _Sybil._ Thy guest, fair maid, was Love! Nay, do not start, And turn thy modest eyes upon the moon— The god within thee but betrays himself In every graceful motion. Thou dost pant To learn the mysteries of thy new found worship. The secret torrent rushing through thy veins Makes eloquent music to thy listening heart, Which beats unconsciously the measure out. I know thy malady—so come with me: I’ll cure thee with indulgence. The maiden bent her white and stately neck, And sounds of joy flew from her parted lips, Like birds from roses—and the sorceress flung A dainty chain of gold and gossamer About her, and with sound of wings and breath Of fragrance, vanished. Maiden, look up! behold! A dark-haired youth, with eyes of burning light, Kneels gracefully before her; and his words, Scarce heard for sighs, thrill to the inmost heart Of that fair listener. He takes her hand— His arm is round her—kisses warm and sweet Rain on her lips and eyes—she gasps with joy, And melts into his arms. St. Louis, April, 1841. * * * * * SPORTS AND PASTIMES.—ANGLING. The natural history of Fishes may be greatly promoted by anglers, and some knowledge of that history assuredly adds interest to the pursuits of the sportsman. He ought, therefore, to be able to skin and prepare his specimens, to observe and describe them with precision, and to dissect them with sufficient skill to take cognizance both of their external parts and their internal structure. Every naturalist, on the other hand, should be an angler, and that for more reasons than one. In the remoter and less peopled districts of the country, which so frequently present the most interesting fields for observation, he has no means of inspecting the finny tribes, except by capturing them _propriâ manû_, and his doing so will greatly contribute, not only to his scientific knowledge, but his social comfort—trouts when newly angled and nicely fried, being worthy of admiration, as choice productions of nature adorned by the skill of art. But this latter branch of our subject comes so home to the “business and bosoms” of all men, that we need not here dilate upon it.