* * * * * _NEW-YORK._ * * * MARRIED, On Thursday evening by the Rev. Dr. Moore, Captain TIMOTHY DORGAN, to Miss SALLY JONES, both of this city. The 11th inst. by the Rev. Dr. Moore, Mr. EDWARD BLACKFORD, merchant, of this city, to the agreeable Miss HANNAH MURRAY, daughter of James Murray, late of this city, but now of Newark. On Monday last, by the Rev. Dr. Foster, Mr. SAMUEL CURIEA, to Miss SALLY BOWEN, both of Providence. * * * * * [->] _TO CORRESPONDENTS._ The answer of ORLANDO to MELPOMENUS, has been received, but as we deem the subject uninteresting, and as personal animosity, seemed to predominate over that coolness which should be observed in discussion, we think it better to drop the subject----The THREE CORNERED HAT, by TYRUNCULUS, is received and shall be attended to. * * * * * _METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS._ _From the 3d to the 9th inst._ _Days of the Month._ _Thermometor observed at 8, A.M. 1, P.M. 6, P.M._ _Prevailing winds._ _OBSERVATIONS on the WEATHER._ deg. deg. deg. 8. 1. 6. 8. 1. 6. 100 100 100 JULY 3 72 74 72 SW. S. do. clear cloudy do. 4 72 80 78 E. S. do. cloudy clear do. 5 72 81 79 50 S. do. do. foggy clear do. 6 80 50 87 50 79 S. SW. do. clear. do. do 7 76 75 84 75 83 SW NW SW clear do. do. 8 80 88 79 W. do. S clear do. cloudy 9 76 85 80 N. W. NW. clear do. do. * * * * * * * * * LINES _Occasioned by the Death of Miss MARY BLACKBOURN, who expired of an apoplectic fit, on the 4th of July, 1796._ “Quis scit an adjiciant hodiernæ crastina summæ “Tempora Di superi?” HORACE. Attend, ye thoughtless!--Hear, ye young and gay! Who chearly pass the buxom hours away; And let reflection for a while prevail, While the sad Muse unfolds her mournful tale: In pensive strains her solemn numbers flow, And shew the vanity of all below. The day that mark’d, in majesty sublime. The greatest epoch in the rounds of time, Since hymning angels, in exalted lays, Proclaim’d _salvation_ to our ruin’d race, Began the east with radiance to adorn, And joy and gladness usher’d in the morn; Each heart exulted, every bosom glow’d; Great _Liberty_ inspir’d the son’rous ode; And while the flame through every patriot burn’d, Responsive echo _Liberty_ return’d. Now sportive youths in jovial bands combin’d, Tn social converse to unbend the mind; While ruddy nymphs, flush’d with unusual charms, That rouz’d the kindling breast with sweet alarms, To tuneful airs sung the harmonious lay, And swell’d the acclamations of the day.