part. With no intention, then, of hurting the feelings, or depreciating the merits, of a schoolfellow, but actuated solely by the duty I owe to your Committee, I beg to state my objections to the proposed election. I scarcely need observe to you that the origin of all your marks of favor, the flattering popularity of your writers -nay, the very source of our "Hora's" reputation-is, as I consider, the good, and never-to-be-too-much-valued, opinion of the ladies. The truth of this observation you have been ever ready to admit. (Hear! Hear!) Gentlemen, this applause astonishes me-(not but that I think the sentiment deserving it) but that such approbation should come unanimously from the Committee, yes, even from the President himself, whereas that very President has just now proposed, and a worthy friend has ably seconded, the election of one who is (if I may be allowed the term) a woman-hater! Gentlemen, how

am I to reconcile these different, these incongruous, actions? You all know-Mr. Kenyon knows-I knowthat on all occasions, and in all places, without respect to time, or persons, Mr. Cleveland's conduct towards the ladies is neither marked with urbanity, politeness, nor attention. So far from allowing woman her just title to superior excellence, purity, and virtue; instead of speaking of her as of that enchanting being, who softens and subjects the fierce and fiery passions of man, teaching him to lose all the roughness of barbarism in the softer, lovelier, and more heaven-like, nature of a civilized being; he-yes, this very Mr. Cleveland-ridicules her brightest perfections, talks with levity of her influence, and vituperates her beauty as (to use his own words) star to lead men astray,"-rather than as a source of his admiration, a prize worth his proudest ambition, a reward which, one would think, were sufficient to keep him constant, great, and virtuous. For Mr. Cleveland I entertain a great personal respect on all grounds, excepting these. Knowing his sentiments on this subject, witnessing his jests in ordinary conversation as I often do, and having closely marked (for since I heard a whisper there was a chance of his being proposed as a member I have particularly done so,) his conduct and expres

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sions, I beg to propose that Mr. Cleveland's election be abrogated. (Cries of No! No!) Gentlemen, I entreat you to reflect to consider the point before you. I am sorry to object to the motions of this room-very sorry to oppose our President ;-but I cannot tacitly submit to the liability of our most serious discussions being interrupted by ridicule-I cannot bear that this Committee should subject themselves to the chance of hearing woman, who is the stimulus of their genius and exertions, as the object of their admiration, spoken of in terms of lightness, ridicule, or churlishness. I am sorry to trespass so long on your time, and I even wonder that ere now the Secretary* has not hinted it was time for me to cease. But I must call your attention to one consideration. If, Mr. Chairman, and Gentlemen, you now allow one without gallantry, of prejudiced mind, of crabbed, cold, and morose disposition to sit at this table, not only will the fair suspect and despise you; but on what grounds, I would ask, can you in future object to, and by what means will you prevent, the election of members equally objectionable, for any-for every other reason? Gentlemen, I entreat you to consider this, and to act like men who are jealous for the honour of woman."

Mr. Palmer, who had experienced all possible attention, having resumed his seat, Mr. Kenyon rose, and stated "That he could see no possible objection to the election of Mr. Cleveland, whose vituperations of woman" all present had no doubt originated rather in a propensity (somewhat, perhaps, assisted by a love of opposition,) to amuse by joking, than in any want of respect or admiration of the ladies.

The members then proceeded to ballot, and Mr. Cleveland was (with the exception of one black ball) unanimously elected.

The newly elected members having gone through the accustomed forms, and received the congratulations of the Committee, Mr. Kenyon said,

"You are aware, Gentlemen, that our schoolfellows

We refer the reader to the Secretary's Report of No. 4, August 10th, for an explanation of this part of Mr. P's address.

in general, as well as many other friends who have been disappointed in making their sets complete, have earnestly solicited us to reprint the "Hora Sarisburienses." (Hear! hear!) Proud am I to tell you, that amongst those friends are many of the fair sex, ladies whose often-evinced interest for the welfare of the "Horæ," and whose anxiety for the appearance of our several numbers, alike demand, and deserve from us every exertion in our power to gratify their wish. (Hear! from Mr. Palmer. Humph! from Mr. Cleveland.) The exertions of our friends in the school to promote this desirable object, have been very spirited, as the papers now on the table will amply testify. My first enquiry is whether or not you deem it expedient that the five past numbers, with No. 6, be reprinted! I am anxious thus early to know your opinion, because, in addition to the short time now left for the composing and otherwise preparing No. 6, there must of necessity be much time and attention devoted to the five first numbers, and I doubt not you will concur with me in saying our reprint, for particular reasons, must appear, at the latest, by Easter."

After the inspection of certain official papers, and a few minutes consultation, the members unanimously determined that the " Hora" should be reprinted. The President rejoined. 'Permit me to remark, that it is a duty incumbent not only on the Editors, but as well on every member of this Committee, to devote as much of his leisure time and attention as possible to the correction of the past numbers; that so our work may appear in reprint free from many of those errors which unavoidably appeared in the original copy. Be assured, Gentlemen, that the Editors will thankfully receive any emendations which either yourselves or the contributors may suggest.

Mr. Darlington then arose and stated, that "both on account of the very many flattering letters which, in the capacity of Secretary, he had received from those friends who had once been our schoolfellows, and also on account of their extreme liberality in taking copies, as well as for their strenuous support of the " Hora" by other

means, he deemed it fit that a vote of thanks should be passed to all who had been inclined in any way to favor our undertaking.

Mr. Kenyon seconded the motion, and upon its being put to the vote it was carried, nem. con.

The President having thanked the members for their patient attention to the business of the meeting, the Committee withdrew.

F. DARLINGTON, Secretary.

MY SISTER.

But these were horrors-this was woe
Unmix'd with such, but sure and slow;
She faded, and so calm and meek,
So softly worn, so sweetly weak,
So tearless, yet so tender, kind,
And griev'd for those she left behind.

BYRON'S PRISONER OF CHILLON.

Oh! 'tis a dark, a dreadful thing
To see one, e'en in life's first spring,
Grow sick, and perish in an hour,
A drooping, blighted, blasted flow'r;
When skill and med'cine cannot save
The victim fated to the grave—
And death, the tyrant, will not spare
The young, the innocent, the fair:

When tears and pray'rs to heav'n are vain,
And fail to bring to life again.

But sadder yet, it were to mark
The flame extinguish'd spark by spark ;
To see those eyes devoid of light,
That erst did beam with rays so bright,
Whilst color slowly fades away,
And grows more ghastly day by day,
Till sickness has not left a trace
Of beauty on the haggard face
Of her, who in the arms of death,
Must soon resign her latest breath.

I had a sister-she was fair And lovely as the blushing rose

That in the spring-time blossoms, where The violet and the pansey grows:

But still more lovely was her mind,
So fond, affectionate and kind;
So meek, so gentle, so resign'd:
As pure, as spotless as the snow;
Unsullied by the earth below,
She seem'd an angel from above,
A sharer of the realms of love.

My first, my earliest infant thought
Was with her beauteous image fraught;
And mem'ry still delights to trace
The features of that heav'n-like face;
When we would play from hour to hour
In sports and childish pastimes glad,
When care and grief had not the pow'r
To make our blithesome young hearts sad.
How in the spring we oft would try
To catch the painted butterfly,
Till, by fatigue and heat opprest,
We sunk together into rest,
Beneath the cool refreshing shade

Th' acacia's spreading boughs had made;
And when the sun's resplendent light
Had given way to darkest night;

When the pale moon pour'd forth on high
Its trembling radiance o'er the sky;
How, side by side, our pray'rs were rais'd
Before we each retir'd to rest;
When we our great Creator prais'd,
The Good-the Infinite-the Blest.

But when, again, the god of day
Spread through the sky his earliest ray,
And shone with splendor o'er our heads,
Enchanted, we would leave our beds,
To wander through the verdant fields
Where the sweet suckle fragrance yields;