MARRIED,
On Sunday evening, by the Rev. Mr. Pilmore, Mr. Leonard Rogers to Miss Betsey Oakley.
Not long since, Capt. James Ward, of Middle-Point, (N.J.) to Miss Jane Vanpelt, of that place.
On Thursday 7th inst. Mr. Francis St Mary, to Miss Elizabeth Rousseau, of Cayenne.
METEOROLOGICAL OBSERVATIONS.
From the 11th to the 17th inst.
| Days of the Month. | Thermometer observed at 8, A.M. 1, P.M. 6, P.M. | Prevailing winds. | OBSERVATIONS on the WEATHER. | |||||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| deg. | 100 | deg. | 100 | deg. | 100 | 8. | 1. | 6. | 8. | 1. | 6. | |
| Sept. 11 | 72 | 81 | 79 | w. | do. | do. | clear, lt. wd. do. do. do. | |||||
| 12 | 74 | 75 | 82 | 81 | sw. | w. | do. | cloudy, lt. wd. do. do. | ||||
| 13 | 70 | 25 | 76 | 72 | 75 | sw. | do. | se. | rn lt. wd. | clear | cloudy do. | |
| 14 | 76 | 83 | 73 | 50 | sw | do. | w. | clear do. rain thun & lt. | ||||
| 15 | 73 | 78 | 50 | 76 | w. | do. | do. | thun. lt. rain at night | do. | |||
| 16 | 64 | 71 | 25 | 70 | 50 | nw. | do | w. | clear lt. wd. do. | do. do. | ||
| 17 | 67 | 25 | 73 | 25 | 63 | 50 | s. | sw. | w. | clear h. wd. do. l. wd. | ||
N.B. On Wednesday last, at about 5 o’clock P.M. a very violent whirlwind seemed to concentrate within the vicinity of the house in which the Balloon was suspended, in the suburbs of this city.—Such was its violence, that it threw down and rent in pieces the said house, in all directions; the fence around it was also destroyed. The Balloon was suspended, and at this time was compleatly filled with atmospheric air; by the fall and rending of the house the Balloon was totally separated in several pieces, and otherwise so torn and rent as to be totally irreparable. Such was the dreadful violence of the wind at this place, and but for a moment, that a round tin gutter, which was well fastened to the house adjoining, and which had resisted other storms, was totally broken in several pieces, and part of it carried 50 yards distant. The fence at this house was rent and torn very much. This storm was attended with very violent thunder and lightning, which continued nearly an hour, and a great quantity of rain. In the night following a very heavy storm of thunder, lightning, very high wind, and rain.
It may very justly be presumed, that there was as great a quantity of thunder and lightning in eight hours, as ever was experienced in so short a time; and it evidently appears to have left a charming, agreeable and healthy atmosphere, and, doubtless, great public good will result therefrom.
For the New-York Weekly Magazine.
ELEGY
ON MISS MARGARETTA HERVEY,
WHO DEPARTED THIS LIFE March 14, 1796.
Vain are the loveliest virtues of the heart,
The charms of beauty and of youth are vain
To stop thy progress Death, to turn thy dart,
Or the beloved spirit to retain.
Else Margaretta still had blest our sight,
Nor sad affection wept upon her tomb;
Yet boast not, Death, for hope’s celestial light
Points to a place where thou canst never come.
There friends shall meet on Heaven’s eternal shore;
There we shall triumph when thou art no mare.
New-York, Sept. 17, 1796.
For the New-York Weekly Magazine.
WRITTEN DURING THE STORM ON WEDNESDAY LAST,
THE 15th INST.
The awful thunder rolls repeated peals,
And by its grandeur wakes the careless soul
To sense of thee, the Author all divine:
Thee the dispenser of such mighty pow’r,
To man’s dark soul incomprehensible.
Now fierce and keen the livid lightning flies
In course irregular—the blazing heav’ns
Seem wrapt in flame; the timid earth,
Affrighted at the scene, beneath our feet,
Shakes with the strong convulsion;
Now renew’d, with still increasing force,
Is heard the dreadful near approaching sound,
Which swiftly following the repeated fire,
Calls up dread apprehension of th’ effect;
Perhaps this moment—on our friend awaits
Instant destruction—by the mighty hand
Of Heav’n remov’d, inseparate to view
Thy glory rolling in bright realms above;
Or, under covert of some lofty oak,
Th’ affrighted cattle find their last retreats;
And in the gen’ral conflict swift expire.
Not so the soul refin’d, the views serene,
The solemn scene around—in wonder lost,
And contemplation of the great Supreme.
Thou whose strong arm supports these numerous worlds,
Rolling the year in periods various:
Thou who canst keep her ’midst ten thousand fears,
Safe from all harm, secure from ev’ry woe,
Thee She adores—and trusting all to thee,
In pious resignation waits th’ event.——
S——
For the New-York Weekly Magazine.