ments with Pitt. Mr. Christie's evidence went to show that Miranda did not come to France as a necessitous adventurer; that he came from public-spirited motives, and that he had a large sum of money in the hands of Turnbull and Forbes. The house of Turnbull and Forbes was then in a contract to supply Paris with four. Miranda was acquitted.

A few days after his acquittal he came to see me, and a few days afterwards I returned the visit. He seemed desirous of satisfying me that he was independent, and that he had money in the hands of Turnbull and Forbes. He did not tell me of his affair with old Catharine of Russia, nor did I tell him that I knew of it.

But he entered into conversation with respect to Nootka Sound, and put into my hands several letters of Mr. Pitt's to him on that subject; amongst which was one that I believe he gave me by mistake, for when I had opened it and was beginning to read it, he put forth his hand and said, “0, that is not the letter I intended;" but as the letter was short I soon got through it, and then returned it to him without making any remarks upon it.

The dispute with Spain about Nootka Sound was then compromised; and Pitt compromised with Miranda for his services by giving him twelve hundred pounds sterling, for this was the contents of the letter.

Now if it be true that Miranda brought with him a credit upon certain persons in New York for sixty thousand pounds sterling, it is not difficult to suppose from what quarter the credit came; for the opening of any proposals between Pitt and Miranda was already made by the affair of Nootka Sound.

Miranda was in Paris when Mr. Monroe arrived there as minister; and as Miranda wanted to get acquainted with him, I cautioned Mr. Monroe against him, and told him of the affair of Nootka Sound, and the twelve hundred pounds.

You are at liberty to make what use you please of this letter, and with my name to it.

THOMAS PÂINE,

THE WILL OF THOMAS PAINE.

The People of the State of New York, by the Grace of God, Free

and Independent, to all to whom these presents shall come or may concern,

SEND GREETING: KNOW YE, That the annexed is a true copy of the will of THOMAS PAINE, deceased, as recorded in the office of our surrogate, in and for the city and county of New York. In testimony whereof, we have caused the seal of office of our said surrogate to be hereunto affixed. Witness, Silvanus Mi'ler, Esq., surrogate of said county, at the city of New York, the twelfth day of July, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and nine, and of our Independence the thirty-fourth.

SILVANUS MILLER.

THOMAS PAINE.

THOMAS PAINE.

The last will and testament of me, the subscriber, THOMAS PAINT, reposing confidence in my Creator God, and in no other being, for I know of no other, nor believe in any other,—I Thomas Paine, of the state of New York, author of the work entitled “ Common Sense," written in Philadelphia, in 1775, and published in that city the beginning of January, 1776, which awaked America to a Declaration of Independence on the fourth of July following, which was as fast as the work could spread through such an extensive country; author also of the several numbers of the American Crisis, “ thirteen in all," published occasionally during the progress of the revolutionary warthe last is on the peace; author also of the “ Rights of Man,” parts the first and second, written and published in London, in 1791 and 92; author also of a work on religion, “ Age of Reason,"part the first and second (“ N. B. I have a third part by me in manuscript, and an answer to the Bishop of Llandaff'), author also of a work lately published, entitled “ Examination of the Passages of the New Testament quoted from the Old, and called Prophecies concerning Jesus Christ," and shewing there are no prophecies of any such person; author also of several other works not here enumerated, “Dissertations on First Principles of Government”-“Decline and Fall of the English Syk. tem of Finance"—“ Agrarian Justice,” &c., &c., make this my last will and testament, that is to say: I give and bequeath to my executors hereinafter appointed, Walter Morton and Thomas Addis Emmet, thirty shares I hold in the New York Phænix Insurance Company, which cost me 1470 dollars, they are worth now upwards of 1500 dollars, and all my moveable effects, and also the money that may be in my trunk or elsewhere at the time of my decease, paying thereout the expenses of my funeral, in TRUST as to the said shares, moveables and money for Margaret Brazier Bonneville, wife of Nicholas Bonneville, of Paris, for her own sole and separate use, and at her own disposal, notwithstanding her coverture. As to my farm in New Rochelle, I give, devise, and bequeath the same to my said executors Walter Morton and Thomas Addis Emmet, and to the survivor of them, his heirs and assigns for ever, IN TRUST, neverthe less, to sell and dispose of the nortă side thereof, now in the occupation of Andrew A. Dean, beginning at the west end of the orchard and-running in a line with the land sold

to Coles to the end of the farm, and to apply the money arising from such sale as hereinafter directed. I give to my friends Walter Morton, of the New York Phænix Insurance Company, and Thomas Addis Emmet, counsellor at law, late of Ireland, two hundred dollars each, and one hundred dollars to Mrs. Palmer, widow of Elihu Palmer, late of New York, to be paid out of the money arising from said sale, and I give the remainder of the money arising from that sale, one half thereof to Clio Rick. man,* of High or Upper Marylábonne street, London, and the other half to Nicholas Bonneville, of Paris, husband of Margaret B. Bonne ville aforesaid : and as to the south part of the said farm, containing

* Not a stiver did I ever get, and how the executors can justify their conduct towards me, I know not. Walter Morton has deceived and used me very scan. dalously, about this legacy: this may not surprise, but that Thomas Addis Emmet, the expatriated republican from Ireland, should not do me justice in this business, remains unexplained, hurts my feelings exceedingly, and has injured me deeply.

upwards of one hundred acres, in trust to rent out the same or otherwise put it to profit, as shall be found most advisable, and to pay the rents and profits thereof to the said Margaret B. Bonneville, in trust for her children, Benjamin Bonneville, and Thomas Bonneville, their education and maintenance, until they come to the age of twenty-one years, in order that she may bring them well up, give them good and useful learning, and instruct them in their duty to God, and the practice of morality, the rent of the land or the interest of the money for which it may be sold, as hereinafter mentioned, to be employed in their education. And after the youngest of the said children shall have arrived at the age of twenty-one years, in further trust to convey the same to the said children share and share alike in fee simple. But if it shall be thought advisable to my executors and executrix, or the survivor or survivors of them, at any time before the youngest of the said children shall come of age, to sell and dispose of the said south side of the said farm, in that case I hereby authorise and empower my said executors to sell and dispose of the same, and I direct that the money arising from such sale be put into stock, either in the United States Bank stock or New York Phenix Insurance Company stock, the interest or dividends thereof to be applied as is already directed for the education and maintenance of the said children; and the principal to be transferred to the said children or the survivor of them on his or their coming of age. I know not if the society of peo ple called quakers admit a person to be buried in their burying-ground, who does not belong to their society, but if they do or will admit me, I would prefer being buried there : my father belonged to that profession, and I was partly brought up in it. But if it is not consistent with their rules to do this, I desire to be buried on my own farm at New Rochelle. The place where I am to be buried to be a square of twelve feet, to be enclosed with rows of trees, and a stone or post and rail fence, with a head-stone with my name and age engraved upon it, author of “ Common Sense." I nominate, constitute, and appoint Walter Morton, of the New York Phænix Insurance Company, and Thomas Addis Emmet, counsellor at law, late of Ireland, and Mar garet B. Bonneville, executors and executrix to this my last will and testament, requesting the said Walter. Morton and Thomas Addis Emmet, that they will give what assistance they conveniently can to Mrs. Bonneville, and see that the children be well brought up. Thus placing confidence in their friendship, I herewith take my final leave of them and of the world. I have lived an honest and useful life to mankind; my time has been spent in doing good; and I die in perfect com posure and resignation to the will of my Creator God. Dated this eighteenth day of January, in the year one thousand eight' hundred and nine, and I have also signed my name to the other sheet of this will in testimony of its being a part thereof.

THOMAS PAINE, (L. s. ) Signed, sealed, published and declared by the testator, in our pro Bence, who at his request, and in the presence of each other, have set our names as witnesses theretog the words “published and declared” first interlined.

WM. KEESE,
JAMES ANGEVINE,
CORNELIUS RYDER.

MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.

THE BOSTON PATRIOTIC SONG.

Tune.- Anacreon in Heaveri.

Ye Sons of COLUMBIA, who bravely have fought

For those rights which unstain'd from your sires have descended,
May you long taste the blessings your valour has bought,
And your sons reap the soil which their fathers defended !

'Mid the reign of mild peace,
May your

nation increase,
With the glory of Rome and the wisdom of GREECE !

CHORUS
And ne'er may the sons of COLUMBIA be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves !
In a clime whose rich vales feed the marts of the world,

Whose shores are unshaken by Europe's commotion;
The trident of commerce should never be hurld,
To increase the legitimate power of the ocean;

But should pirates invade,

Though in thunder array'd
Let your cannon declare the free charter of trade..

CHORUS

For ne'er shall the sons of COLUMBIA be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
The fame of our arms, of our laws the mild sway,

Had justly ennobled our nation in story,
Till the dark clouds of fiction obscured our bright day,
And envelop'd the sun of AMERICAN glory;

But let traitors be told

Who their country have sold,
And barter'd their God for his image in gold,

CHORUS.

That ne'er shall the sons of COLUMBIA be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
While France her huge limbs bathes recumbent in blood,

And society's base threats with wide dissolution,
-May Peace like the dove, who return'd from the flood,
Find an Ark of abode in our mild Constitution !

But though peace is our aim,

Yet the boon we disclaim,
If bought by our Sovereignty, Justice, or Fame.

CHORUS.
For ne'er shall the sons of COLUMBIA be slavés,
While the earth bears a plait, or the sea colls its waves.
Tis the fire of the fint each American warms,

Let Rome's haughty victors beware of collision !
Let them bring all the vassals of EUROPE in arms;
We're a World by ourselves, and disdain a division:

While with patriot pride

To our laws we're allied,
No foe can subdue us, no faction divide.

CHORUS.

For ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves
Our mountains are crown'd with imperial oak,

Whose roots like our Liberty ages have nourishd,
But long e'er the nation submits to the yoke,
Not a tree shall be left on the soil where it flourish'd.

Should invasion impend,

Every grove would descend,
From the hill-tops they shaded, our shores to defend.

CHORUS.
For ne'er shall the sons of COLUMBIA be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
Let our patriots destroy vile anarchy's worm,

Lest our liberty's growth should be check'd by corrosion, 'iu
Then let clouds thicken round us, we heed not the storm,
Our earth fears no shock, but the earth's own explosion.

Foes assail us in vain,

Though their fleets bridge the main,
For our altars, and claims, with our lives we'll maintain.

CHORUS.

For ne'er shall the sons of COLUMBIA be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
Should the tempest of war overshadow our land,

Its bolts can ne'er rend FREEDOM's temple asunder;
For unmoved at its portal would WASHINGTON stand,
And repulse with his breast the assaults of the thunder,

His sword from its sleep

In its scabbard would leap,
And conduct with its point every dash to the deep.

CHORUS.

For ne'er shall the sons of COLUMBIA be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
Let Fame to the world sound AMERICA's voice,

No intrigue can her sons from their government sever;
Its wise regulations and laws are their choice,

And shall flourish till LIBERTY slumber for ever.