All readers of American history will remember the romantic incidents connected with the capture of Major Andre. When the brave men, who scorned to be bribed, seized Andre, they took him under a large Oak tree, that stood by the side of the post road leading from New York to Albany, and there searched him, with what results history has told us. Arnold, the principal, escaped to England, and died without a friend. The very day the news of his death reached this country, this silent witness of one of the most stirring incidents of the Revolution was struck by lightning and killed.

Long Island is not particularly noted for any celebrated trees. The remains of an old Oak, under which George Fox, the celebrated Quaker, preached, stands nearly opposite the entrance to Mr. Parson's nursery in Flushing. The trunk of this tree measures fifteen feet in circumference, and is supposed to be about 300 years old. The old mansion in which Mr. Parsons resides was built in 1661. It was then a large and vigorous tree.

At Stony Brook, Long Island, there is a Button wood tree, which one of our friends measured ; it is thirty feet in circumference. The oldest inhabitant of that village died some time ago, and, unfortunately, neglected to leave a record of its age.

On Fulton avenue, in the city of Brooklyn, stood, up to a few years ago, a monster Button wood. It was one of the noblest specimens of the Platanus that we ever saw. This variety of tree was held in great favor by the ancient Romans, and, underneath its umbrageous branches, Aristotle, Plato and Socrates held forth to the multitude who assembled to hear the words of wisdom which they uttered. Pliny tells us of one of these trees, that was of such a size, that one of the Governors, with eighteen of his retinue, feasted in the hollow of its trunk. One of these trees, growing near Marietta, Ohio, some years ago, was forty-seven feet in circumference, four feet from the ground. Our Brooklyn tree was not quite so large when it was cut down; it measured eight feet in diameter. Mr. Debroise, upon whose estate it stood, stated, in 1848, that when he was a boy, it was seemingly as large as it was at that time; he was at that time nearly ninety-nine years old. The concentric rings, by which a tree's age is determined, were two hundred and seventy-five, as far as we could count; but we should judge it to be at least three hundred years old.

This tree was, no doubt, the next largest to the Sycamore, which stands on the Seakonnet channel, and is the largest tree in Rhode Island. It measures thirty-two feet in circumference, and is the sole survivor of all the trees which were in that vicinity during the Revolution. The only large trees now standing within the limits of the city are three Buttonwoods, on the Jamaica road, near our residence. They are fine trees, measuring twenty-one feet four inches in circumference. These trees were planted by some of the ancient proprietors, years before the city was ever thought of, and when the inhabitants lived in blissful ignorance of political rings.

There are two Oak trees in Salem county, New Jersey, which are noble specimens of this kind of tree. The original growth of timber in this county is nearly gone, but these Oaks remain to show the wonderful fertility of the soil. One of these trees, standing on the outskirts of the town, measures twenty-six feet in circumference, and is over one hundred feet in height; the other stands in the centre of the Tillage churchyard, and its branches cover the graves of those who, no doubt, sought its grateful shade hundreds of years ago.

Among the most celebrated trees of this country, that have passed away, was the Charter Oak, of Hartford; the sanctuary of the charter of the good old State of Connecticut - in late years celebrated for its wooden nutmegs and hams. This famous tree was twenty-five feet in circumference, and was, no doubt, over six hundred years old. Shortly after its fall, relics of it were eagerly sought after, and candor compels us to say, the supply was equal to the demand. The Cape Ann Cedar is one of the noted trees of which New England boasts. Fine specimens of the Cedar are to be found occasionally along the line of the New England coast; but this one, in particular, is worthy of mention, growing among a mass of rocks, with nothing more fertile than sea sand, stunted in form ; but what it lacks in height is more than compensated for by its strong trunk, of over six feet in circumference. The storms of centuries have passed over it, yet there it stands, a silent monitor to us, of what can be done under the most adverse circumstances.

At Shiloh, Cumberland county, New Jersey, there is an American Holly - Ilex Opaca - over one hundred years old. When we take into consideration that the Holly, on account of its slow growth, is rarely used as an ornamental tree, this tree is remarkable. We hope the day is not far distant when the Holly will be sought after as a hedge plant.

Many tourists, in passing up the Hudson, have, no doubt, contemplated with interest the ruins of Fort Edward, a portion of which was destroyed by fire in the year 1756. Close to the water gate, on the banks of the Hudson, stood a Balm of Gilead, or Populus Candicans. It was, up to a few years ago, one of the finest specimens of this variety of tree in the country. It measured, in 1850, twenty feet in circumference at ten feet from the ground. This noble tree was spared from the ravages of the fire when the fort was burnt. Fort Edward, it will be recollected, was also the scene of the massacre of Jane McCrea. The tree under which this took place is passing away. It was formerly a noble pine of five feet in diameter, but the storms of a century have left it but a shattered relic of the past.

In connection with celebrated trees, it may not be out of place to give a passing notice to the celebrated Liberty Tree of Boston, which was destroyed by the British during the siege. It stood on the corner of Washington and Essex streets; a fac simile of it is sculptured in stone, and placed in the niche of the house which is built on the spot where it grew. When it was cut down, a soldier, who happened to be up in the tree, was killed by the fall - a just retribution. The following lines were written upon the affair:

"Now shined the gay-faced ran with morning light, All nature gazed, exulting at the sight, When swift as wind, to vent their base-born rage, The Tory Williams and the Batcher Gage Rush'd to the tree, a nameless number near, Tories and negroes following in the rear; Each, axe in hand, attacked the honor'd tree, Swearing eternal war with Liberty; Nor ceas'd his stroke till each repeating wound Tumbled its honors headlong to the ground; But ere it fell, not mindless of its wrong, Avenged, it took one destined head along. A Tory soldier on its topmost limb; The genius of the shade look'd stern at him, And marked him out that self same hour to dine Where unsnuff'd lamps burn low at Pluto's shrine; Then tripped his feet from off their cautious stand; Pale turn'd the wretch - he spread each helpless hand, But spread in vain - with headlong force he fell, Nor stopp'd descending till he stopp'd in hell".

The old Oak at Long Meadows, Massachusetts, under which, tradition tells ns, the oldest inhabitants made their treaties, thereby securing valuable tracts of land, for the consideration of a few pewter buttons and elegant strings of pearls and gold beads, made of glass. This noble old tree succumbed last year to the ravages of time and want of care on the part of the civil dignitaries of the town. It was principally interesting on account of its great age. It measured twenty-four feet in circumference, and was supposed to be at least 300 years old.

Massachusetts has been particularly favored in the matter of big trees, if in nothing else. In front of the Watson House, at Spencer, there stood, for one hundred and twenty-nine years, a noble old Elm. It was so badly damaged by fire when the hotel was burned, that it had to be cut down. It was interesting from the fact, that for a number of years a pair of foxes took up their abode in a hollow of the trunk, and resided there without fear or molestation ; a fact which speaks volumes for the ubiquitous small boy and the curs of the neighborhood.

Newburgh prides itself on having a big tree. It is a noble specimen of the Balm of Gilead. It stands on the road to Marlboro. It measures, at two feet from the ground, nearly twenty-four feet, and its branches extend over one hundred feet. There is no record as to whether it grew [there spontaneously, or was planted by the grandfather of that celebrated individual who, it is said, has no memory of when celebrated local events took place. .

An old relic of the memorable battle of New Orleans was cut down a few weeks ago. This was the historic Pine, on the Isle Aux Pois, and well known as the English look-out tree, from its having been used as a post of observation by the English, on their retreat from that disastrous field, where seven hundred brave men found, instead of beauty and booty, only a grave. This tree, being on the line of a new rail* road, was sold to the proprietors of a saw-mill. It was over one hundred feet in height, eighteen feet in circumference, and supposed to be two hundred years old. The Rebellion has furnished us with a few trees which are interesting, from some event transpiring near them. At South Mountain, on the spot where General Reno fell, is a noble specimen of the Chestnut. The trunk of this tree is perforated by hundreds of bullets; yet there it stands, seeming uninjured, marking the spot where a brave man fell.

When Sherman commenced his celebrated march to the sea, he found it necessary, at times, to make observations of the country, and his scouts always selected some large tree for this purpose. At Atlanta, there is a large Pine tree, which is now called Sherman's Signal Tree. To make it easier of ascent, there are cleats nailed to the trunk, from the ground to the extreme top - a height of some one hundred and seventy feet. It measures about fifteen feet in circumference. Many of the trees in that section are decorated with what the boys in blue called the Jeff. Davis neck-tie. These were formed by twisting red hot railroad iron around the trunks of large trees. These collars are not easily removed, and in some years' time, when many of the incidents of the war will have been forgotten, it will be a matter of much speculation as to the object for which they were placed there. The most celebrated tree of the present day is the Apple tree at Appomattox Court House, under which Generals Grant and Lee met to settle the terms which were to send to their peaceful homes thousands of men who had gone to battle for their country.