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POETRY.
GIVE US OUR DAILY BREAD.
The following lines descriptive of fact, wen;
lit to tho children of trio Sunday School at
t. Thomas' Church in this city, by Dr.
lUwkus, tlio Hector. .V. ". Mirror.
I knew widow, very poer.
Who four small childten had;
Tlis oldest was but six years old
A gentle, modest tad.
And rory hard this widow toiVd
To feud her children four;
An honest pride tlio worn in Ml,
Though siio was very po.r.
To labor she would leave her hom
For children must be fed;
And glad was sha whan she could buy
A shilling's worth of broal.
And th't9 w,i9 all the childrun bad
' On any day to eat;
They drank ih'?ir water, ate their bread,
But never Usted meat.
One day when snow was falling fast,
And piercing w is the air,
thought tlr.it i wnuld go and sro
How these poor children were.
Ere long, I reached their cheerless home;
'Twas searched by every breeze:
When going in, tho eldest child
1 Saw upon his knees.
paused and listened to the boy
He never raised his head;
But still went on and s.iid "Give ui
This day our daily bread."
I waited till the child was done,
Still listening as ho prayed
And when he rose, 1 asked him why
The Lord's prayer he had said.
"Why, sir," said he, "this morning.when
My mother went away,
She wept because she said she had
No bread for us to-day.
She said to U9 we now must starve,
Our father being dead,
And then I told her not to cry,
For I could get soma bread.
"Our Father," sir, the prayer begins,
Which makes me tt.ink that he,
A we have got no father, here,
Would our kind lather bo.
And then, you know, the prayer, sir, too,
Asks God for bread each day;
So in the corner, sir, I went,
And that's what made me pray."
I quickly left that wretched room,
And went with fleeting feet;
And very soon was back again,
With food enough to eat.
" thought God heard me" said tho boy
1 answered with a noil
I could not speak, but much 1 thought
Of that chiid'sai'rA in God.
THE ORPHAN BALLAD SINGERS.
BY MISS LANDON.
O, weary, weary are our feet,
And weary, weary is our way;
Through many a long and crowded street
We'vo wandered mournfully to-day.
My little sister, she is pale;
She is too tender and too young
To bear tho autumn's sullen gale,
And all day long tiie child has sung.
She was our mother's favorite child,
Who loved her for her eyes of blue,
And she U delicate and mild, ,
She cannot do what 1 can do.
Bhe never met her father's eyes,
Although they were so like her own.
In some far distant sea he lies,
A father to his child unknown.
The first time that she lisped his name,
A little playful thing was she;
How proud wo were! yet that night came
The tale how he had sunk at sea.
My mother never raised her head;
How strange, how white and cold she
grew!
It was a broken heart they said
Alas, our hearts are broken, too.
We have no home we havo no friends,
They said our homo no more was ours;
Our cottage where the ash treo bends.
The garden we had filled with flowers;
The sounding shell our father brought,
That we might hear the sea at home;
Our bees, that in the summer wrought
The winter's golden honey-comb.
Wa wandered forth 'mid wind and rain,
No shelter from the open sky;
I only wish to see again
My mother's grave, and rest and die.
Aias, it is a weary thing
To sing our ballads o'er and o'er;
Tb songs wo used at home to sing
Alas, wo have a homo no more!
MISCELLANEOUS.
From the Columbian Magazine for Dec.
THE BEAUTY OF PEACE.
BY L. MARIA CHILD.
'Power Itself hath not half the mitrht
Of gentleness." L,eish II ant.
Will you pardon mo, courteous reader.-if
Instead, of a story, I five you something
more like a sermon! If you ask why I sup
pose it will nut suit you as well, I may nn
swer playfully in tho language of old Dr.
Mayhew of Boston, who sometimes indulged
in a vein of pleasantry not usual with clergy,
men in his PurUinio times; Beino- eskrd
what was the reason that the Council of Bish
ops 7ael the Sonj of Solomon into thu Bi-
blo and the Wisdom of Solomon out, be re
plied, "Indeed 1 cannot tell; except that
mankind have always preferred songs to wis
dom." '
Moreover, you may listen more coldly to
the advocacy of peace principles than to
other wise words; because lew men prol'ens
itig to believe the Christian religion venture
to deny their truth, while at the samn time all
,e in giving tlie.n a sort uf muuiiliyrlit rep--jtion,
a wiil o' tlio wisp foundation, as
beautiful but impracticable theories. But
I cannot heip feeling a strong hope, amount
ing to faith, that tho world will be at list re
deemed from tlio frightful vortex of sin nnd
misery, into which it has been dr.iwn by the
prevailing Law of Force. And surely it is a
mission worth living for, if I can give the
least aid in convincing mankind tliut the
Christian doctrine of overcoming evil with
good is not merely a beautiful sentiment, ns
becoming to the religious soul as are pearls
to the .maiden's bosom, but that it is really
tho highest reason, the bravest manliness, the
most comprehensive philosophy, the wisest
political economy.
The amount of proof that it is so, seems
abundant enough to warrant the belief that a
practical adoption of peace principles would
bo always safe, even with tho most savage
men, and under tho most desperate circum
stances, provided thcro was a chanco to have
it distinctly understood that such a course
was not based on cowardice, but on princi
ple. When ('apt. Back went to the Polar Re
gions, in search of his friend Cdt. Ross, he
full in with a hand of Esquimaux, who had
never seen a white man. The rhief raised
his spear to burl it at the stranger's head; but
whoa Caat, Hack approached calmly and un
armed, the spear dropped, and the rudo sav
ag; gladly welcomed the brother man, who
had trusted in him. Had Csipt. Back adopt
ed the usual maxim, that it is necessary to
carry arms in such emergencies, ho would
probably have occasioned his own death, and
that of his companions.
Raymond, in his Travels, says: "The as
sassin has been my guide in the defiles of It
aly, the smuggler of the Pyrei.ees has receiv
ed mo with a welcome i.i bis secret-paths.
Armed, I should have been the enemy of
both; unarmed, they have alike respected nio
In such expectation, 1 have long sinco laid
aside all menacing apparatus whatever.
Arms may indeed be emplr.yed against wild
Leasts; but men should never lorget Unit they
are no defence against the traitor. They
may irritate the wicked and intimidate the
simple. The man of peace has a much more
sacred ilelence his character.
Perhaps the severest test to which the
peace principles were ever put, was in Ire
land, during the memorable rebellion of 11'JH.
During that terrible conllict, the Irish Qua
kers were continually between two fires.
I ho Protestant party viewed tliein with sus
picion and dislike, because they refused to
fight, or to pay military taxes; and the fierce
multitude of insurgents deemed it sullieieiit
causo of death, that they would neither pro
test1 beliel in the Catholic religion, nor help
them to fight for Irish freedom. Victory al
ternated between the two contending parties,
and as usual in civil war, the victors made
almost indiscriminate havoc of those who did
not march under their banners. It was a
perilous lime for all men; but the Quakers a
lorio were liable to a raking fire from both
sides. Foreseeing calamity, they had, near
ly two years before the war broke out, pub
licly destroyed all theirguns, and other weap
ons used for game. But this pledge of pa
cific intentions was not sufficient to satisfy
the government, which required warlike as
sistance at their hands. Threats und insults
were heaped upon them from all quarters; but
they steadfastly adhered to their resolution
of doing geod to both parties and to harm nei
ther. 1'heir houses were tilled with widjws
and orphans, with the sick, tho wounded, and
the dying, belonging both to the loyalists and
the relicls. Sometimes, when tho Catholic
insurgents were victorious, they would he
greatly enraged to find Quaker houses filled
with Protestant families. They would point
their pistols, and threaten death, if their en
emies were not immediately turned into the
street to be massacred. But the pistol drop
ped, when iho Chiislian mildly replied,
" Friend, do what thou, wilt, 1 will not harm
thee, or any other human being." Not even
amid tho savage fierceness of civil war, could
men fire at one who spoke such words as
those. They saw that this was not coward
ice, but bravery much higher than their own.
On one occasion, mi insurgent threatened
to burn down a Quaker house, unless the own
er expelled the Protestant women and cl.il
drcn, who had taken refuge there, "1 cannot
help it," replied tho Friend: " So long as I
have a house, I will keep it open t sa!e:r
the helpless and the distressed, whether thev
belong to thy ranks, or those of thin? ene
mies. If my house is burned, I must be turn
ed out with them, and share thrir iilllietinn."
Tho fighter turned away, and did the Chris
tian no harm.
The Protestant party seized the Quaker
schoolmaster of Bailitore, saying they eouli
see no reason why ho should stay at home in
quiet, while ihy were obliged to fight to do
lend h;s property. Friends, I have no man
to fight for me," replied the schoolmaster.
But they dragged him along, swearing that
be should stand in front of the army, and if
he would not fight ho should at least stop a
bullet. His houao and school house were
filled with women and children, who had ta
ken reluge there; lor it was an instructive
fact, throughout this bloody contest, that Hit
houses if nun of peace were the unit plaM if
safely. Some of the women followed tiie sol
diers, begging them not to tiko away their
friend and protector, a man who crpomled
moro for the sick and the istarvihg, than oth
ers did for arms and ammunition. The school
master said, "Da net bo distressed, mv
friends. I forgive these neighbors; fir what
they do, they do In Ignorancu ol mv tninei
pies and feelings. They may take my life,
out incy cinuoi jorcu ine.iodoiiijury to one of
ray fellow creature." As tho Catholic h id
done, so did lac Pn.test.ints; they v.ci.t a way.
and left the man of peace safe in his divine
sr. nor.
Tho flataei ef bijotry were cf course fjau-
ed by civil war. On one occasion, tlio in
surgents seized a wealthy old uuaner, in ve
ry feeble heallh, and threatened to shoot him
if he did not go with them to a Catholic
firiest, to bo christened. Thry had not led
lim tar, before ho sank down from extreme
weakness. " W hat do you say to our prop
osition!" risked onu of tlio soldiers handling
bis gun significantly. The old man quietly
replied, " If thou art permitted to tike my
life, I bopo our Heavenly Father will forgive
thee." The insurgents' talked apart for a
few moments, nnd then went nway, restrain
ed by a power they did not unde.sUind.
Deeds of kindness added strength to the
influence el gentle words. The olhccrs and
soldiers of both p irtitM lr,".d.some dying broth
er tended by the Quaker or some starving
mother who had been fed, or some desolate
little one that had been cherished. Which
ever party marched into a village victorious
theory was, "Spare the Quakers! They
have done good to all nnd harm to nono."
While flames were raging, and blood flowing
in every direction, tho honest peace-makers
bton.l uninjured.
It is a rirrumstmce worthy to be recorded,
that during tho fierce and terrible struggle,
even in counties where the Quakers went
most numerous but one of their society fell
a sacrifice. That one was a young man, who
being afraid to trust to peace principles, put
on a military uniform and went to the garri
son for protection. The ganison was t.,ken
by the insurgents nnd he was killed. 'His
drers and arms spoke too 1 ingaage of hostil
ity,' siys the historian, "and therefore they
innled'it."
During tbat troubled peiiod, no nrmed cit
izen couid trav. l without peril of his life; 'nit
the Quakers regularly attended their .Month
ly and Quarterly meetings, wninyr miles a
eros the country, often through an armed and
t'irioiis multitude, and S'.nnctiaies obliged to
stop end remove corpses from their path.
The CatlnliVs nnry at Protestant meetings
being thus opfnly held, but unwilling to
harm the Quakers, advised them to avoid the
public road, an I go by private ways. But
they, in their quiet, innocent vay, answered
that taey did not feel clear, it wouid be light
for them fr go by any other path than the
nsin! liic.li road. And by the high road they
went unmolested; even their young women,
unattended by protectors, passed without in
sult. Glory to the nation that, first ventures to
set an example at once so grntlennd so brave!
And cur wars are they brave or bcautilul.
even if judged of according to the maxims of
the world!- The secrets of our cowardly en
croachments on Mexico, and our Indian wars
would secure a unanimous verdietin the necr-
itive, cmi'd thry ever be even half revealed
to posterity.
A tew years ago, l met an elderly man in
the Hartford stage, whose conversation led
mo to reilect on the baseness and iniquity of
ten concealed behind the apparent glory of
war. The thumb of his riirht hand hung
down, as if suspended by a piece of thread;
and some of the passengers inquired thecaur;e.
'A .Malay woman cut the muscle witn her
sabre" was the reply.
"A Malay woman!" they exclaimed:
"How came you fighting wiih a Womfltil"
"I did not know she was a woman; for they
nil dress alike there," said ho. "I was on
hoard the IF. S. ship Potomac, when it was
sent out to chastiso the Malays for murdering
the crew of a Salem vessel. We attacked
one of their forts, and killed some two hun
dred or more. Many of them were women;
and I can tell you the Malay women arc as
good fighters as the men."
Al ter answering several questions concern
ing the conflict, ho was silent for a moment,
and then added with n sigh, "Ah, that was a
bad business. I do not like to remember it
1 wish 1 never had bad any thing to do with
it. I have been a seaman from my youth,
and I know the Malays well. They are a
brave and honest people. Deal fairly with
them, and they will treat you well, nnd may
bu trusted with untold gold. The Americans
were to blame in that business. The truth is
Christian nations are gcneral'y to blame in
the outset, in all their difficulties with less
civilized people. A Saleit ship went to Ma
lacca tnatrade for pepper. They agreed to give
the natives a stated compensation, when a
certain number of measures full of popper
were delivered. Men, women, and children
were busy picking pepper, and bringing it on
board. The captain proposed that the sailors
should go ashore and help them,- and the na
tives consented, with the most confiding good
nature. The siilors were instructed to pick
till evening, and then leave the baskets full
of pepper among the bushes, with the
undcrst inding that they were to he brought
on bor-.rd by tlie natives in the morning.
They did so without exciting any suspicion
of treachery. But in the night tho baskets
were all conveyed on boar I, and the vessel
sailed away, leaving the Malays unpaid for
her valuable cargo. This, of course, excitpd
great indignation, and they made loud com
plaints to the commander of the next Ameri
can vessel that arrived on their coast. In an
swer to a demand of redress, from the gov
ernment, they were assured that tho case
should he represented, and the wrong renair
ej. But 'Yankee oneness' in cheating a few
savages was not sufficiently uncommon to
make any great stir, and the alfair was soon
forgotten. Some time after, another captain
of a Salem ship played a similar trick, and
carried olf a still largerquantily of stolen pep
per. The Malays, exasperated beyond meas
ure, resorted to Lynch law, and murdered an
American crew that landed there about the
same time. The United States Ship Poto
mac was sent out to punish them fir this out
rage; and, as I told you, we killed some two
hundred men and women. I sometimes think
that our retaliation was not moro rational or
more like Christians, than theirs."
"Will you proasc," said I, to tell me what
sort of revenge vjuld bo like Christians?"
He hesitated, and said it was a hard ques
tion to piiKwer. 'I never felt pUnEantfy ahout
that wfl'-ir," continued he: I would not have
killed her, if I hid known she wasa woman.'
1 asked why he IV It any more regret about
killing a woman than a man. I hardly know
why, myself," ::nsAeied he. "I dc.i'i mi;
poe 1 ::u!d, if it wtiu a conj:.iou thijg for
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women to fight. But we art accustomed to
think of them as not defending themselves;
and there is something in every human heart
that makes a man unwilling to fight those who
do not fight in return. It seems mean nnd
dastardly, and n man cannot work himself up
to it." "Then if one nation wnutd not fight,
another cuuld ne.1," said 1.
"What if a nation, instead i.( an Individu
al, should make such an pppcal to the man'y
feeling, which you say is inherent in
tlin heart!" "I believe oth"r nations
w.uld be ashamed to attack her," ho replied.
"It would tike nway all the glory mi l ex
citement of war.und the hardest soldier would
shrink from it, as from cold-blooded murder,"
"Such a peace establishment would be at
once che.ip and beautiful, rejoined 1; und so
wh parted.
THE CLOCK AT STRASBURG.
Henry C. Wright, in one of his letters
from Ivaropo, thus describes the wonderful
clock of the Strasburg Cathedral:
" I am now sitting in a chair facing the
gigantic clock from the bottom to lliu top
not less than 101) feet, and about III) feet wide
and 15 deep. Around me are many strangers,
waiting to see the working of tins clock when
it strikes the hours of noon, livery eve is
up .-.ii the clock. It now wants 5 minutes of
l-J. The clock has struck, and the people
are gone, except a few whom the sexlon, or
head man with a wand and sword, is con
ducting around the building. The clock struck
in this way: Tim dial is l omn 20 f t from
the lloor, on each side of which is a cherub,
or little tiny with a mullet, and over the dial
is a small bell. Tlie cherub on the lel'tslriUes
ibe first quarter, that on the ri'nl the .secon 1
quarter. Some 50 feet over t';, Ual, in a
large niche, is a h ago figura of Time, a bell
in his left, a scy the in his right hand. In
front, stands a l.guro of a young man with a
mallet, who strikes the third quarter, on the
bell in the hand of Time, and then turns and
glides, with a slow st.ip, round behind Ti ne,
und as he does so, ontne other hand of Time,
out comes an old man with a m illet, and
plici s himself in front of him. As the hour
of 13 comes, the eld man raises his maliet,
and deliberately strikes l'i times on the hell,
that echoes round the building, and is heard
all around the region of the church. Tnen
the old man glides slowly behind Father
Time, and the young man comes oat ready
to perforin bis part, as tho li.ne comes round
again. Soon as the old man has struck 11
and disappeared, 'another set of machinery is
put in motion, some 'JO feet higher still. It
is thus: There is a high cross, with an imago
of Christ on it. Tlie instant l'-l has struck,
one of the Apostles walks out from behind,
comes in front, turns facing the cross, bow?,
and walks round to his place. As he does
so, another comes out in front, turns, bows,
and passes in. So twel' e Apostles, figures as
large as life, walk round, how, and pass on.
As the last appears, an enormous Cock, perch
ed on tho pinnacle of the clock, slowly flaps
its wings, stretches forth its neck, and crow3
three times, so loud as to bo beard outside
the church to some distance, and so naturally
as to be mistaken for a real cock. Then all
is silent' as death.' No wonder this clock is
the admiration of Kuropc. It was made in
1517, and has performed theso mechanical
wonders ever since, except about fifty years,
when it stood out of repair."
Evidences nf Feeins. Oh! how I detest
your sentimental people, who pretend to be
full of feeling; who will cry over a worm, yet
treit real misfortune with neglect. There is
your fine lady that I have seen in a dining
room, nnd when, by accident, an ear-wig has
como out of a peach, after h iving been half
killed in opening it, she would exclaim, 'Oh!
poor thing! you have broken its ba-k; do
spare it; I can't hear to see even an insect
suller. Oh! there, my lord, how you hurt it ;
stop, let me open tho window and put it out.'
And then the husband drawls out, '.My wilj
is quite revn irkahln for her sensibility; I mar
ried her purely for that.' And the wife cries,
'Oh! now, my lord, you are too good i t say
that: if I had not had a grain of feeling I
should havo learnt it from you.' And so
they gi on, praising c.ieh ether; and, perhaps,
the next morning, when she is getting into
her carriage, a poor woman with a child at
her breast, and so starved that sho has not a
drop of milk, begs charity of her, nnd she
throws up the glass, nnd tells the footman a
nother time not to let those disgusting peo
ple stand at the door. I.a.ly Hester iStan
hope's Memoirs.
AFFECTION OF ELEPHANTS.
I have seen many strong instances of thn
attachment of brutes to man, but 1 do not
think I ever saw that feeling so strongly
manifested ns by a very young elephant that
was brought to this country. Never was
parent, more fondly caressed by a child than
wi.s tho keeper of this aflVctionalo creature
by his charge. If he absented hiin:.nlf even
f . r a moment, the little elephant became rest
less, and if the absence was continued for a
few moments its distress was quits painful
to the spectator. After trying the uilierent
fastenings nf its prison with its as yet weak
proboscis, it would give vent to the most la
mentable pipings, which only ceased when
its friend and protector reappeared; nnd then
how it would run to him, passing its infant
trunk round his nerii, his arm, his body, and
lay its head upon his bosom. The poor man
had a very weary time of it. He was a close
prisoner; nor was he released at night even,
for he was obliged to sleep by the side of his
nursling, which would have pined and diod
if left by itself. Colburu's Magazine.
Gexuink Eloquence Ono roan, whom I
saw. sitting on the ground, leaning his back
against the wall, 'r.ttricted my attention by a
degree of squalor in his appearance, which I
had r .rely observed even in Ireland. ffis
clothes were ragged even to undecency a
very common circumstance, however, with
males and his face was pale and sick'y.
rie ciu not aa.iress me, ana I pissed by: but,
h iving trno a few p,.ces, my heart s:nctn me
Bnd I turned back. "If you are in want,"
s id I. with so no rlegreoof peevishness, "why
do you not beg!" "Sure it is beggin;.-I
am," was tho renlv. "Yon did nnl nt'nr jh
Word." " N.o! u it joking you are with me.
oirs L.UOK mere : Homing up trio Uttered
remnant of what had once been a coat; " Do
yon see how the skin is fipeaking through '
the holes of my trousers! and the bones cry
ing out through my skin! Look at my sunk
en checks, and the famine that's staring in
my eyes! Man alive! isn't it begging lam,
with a hundred tongues." I.tigh ltitchW$
Inland. -
Povektv a Bi.Essixa. Rev. Mr. ,
having been on a visit toono of his poor Scotch
parishioners, who was taken ill, nnd being"
about to take his leave, held cut his hand to
the object of "his vitit. who pressed it alfec
tionr.lely, at the same time thanking his pas-'
tor fir his kind solicitudo about his soul's
welfare, nn l in conclusion said, " God grant
ye, sir, grc.t abundance of poverty here, nnd
a double portion o't through a' eternity."
" Wh it !" said ihe astonished clergyman, "do
you wish uie to become poor!" " Wi' a' my
heart, sir," answered the old man seriously;
"ye ken a hundred lii.ins, an' mair, hae yo
tiuld nie that poverty was a blessing, an' I'm
sure there's nane I could wish to see better
blessed Mian yoursiT." A solemn pause en
sued. At length the minister said, with an
air of tourbin g humility, '.ihic'.i showed ho
frit the fi.ll forcfi of the cutting reproof
" Well, Jumns, I never thought seriously on
tint point till tills r.ioi.icul; poverty cnnnvl be
a blessing, it is at best a mi:furtune. lioston
Ini'cs'Jjii;or.
A FRAGMENT.
I saw a pale mourner bending over th
tor.ib, and his tears fall t'ibt and often. As
ho riiscd his humble eyes to Heaven, be
cried:
" My brother! O, my brother!"
A sago pai.se d that way and said: "For
whom dost laon mourn?"
One," replied he, "whom I did not suf
ficiently love whilst living, but who.-o ines
limible worth I now lef l."
" What woi.ld'st thou do if he were re
stored to thoc?"
The mourner replied, "that he would nev
er oll'und him by an unkind word, but would
ttke e.rry occasion to show his friendship if
be could but come back to his fond embrace.
"Then wasto not thy lime in useless
grief," s lid thn sage; " but if thou bast friends
go and cherish the 'living, remembering that
they will soon be dead also."
What a lesson m ly be learned from this.
AGENTS FOR THE "BUGLE."
Ohio. A'cwGard'.n David L. Gulbreath.
Oihimhi in", Lot Holmes. Cool Springn
T. Ellwood icker3. Ilerlin Jacob H.
Barnes. MnrlL-jrn Dr. K. G. Thomas
(UnulJ John Wetmore. Lvu:ihiltcr-Dt.
Butler. I'uhnl Christopher Lee. Youngs
t'livn J. N. Johnson. .'cw Lyme Hanni
bal Reeve, .'lit ton Thomas P. Beach. '
Arw I.isb'm George GarrrH.vm. Cincinnati
William Donaldson. Host FirJie!U3ohn
Marsh. .Seiirnt Thos. Swyne. Springboro
Ira Thomas. Il'irvrytlmra V. Nichol
son. Oakland Elizabeth Brook. (ygrin
Falls S. Dickenson. Malta James Copo.
Columbus W. W. Pollard.
Indiana. Greenhorn Lewis Branson. .
M:trion John T. Morris. Economy Ira C.
Maulsby, Liberty Edwin Gardner. Win
cliester Clarkson Picket. Knt'uttilown.
Dr. II. L. Terrill. Hichmond Jose,ih Ad
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