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[From the New York Tribune.]
WORLD WOULD BE THE
BETTER FOR IT.
If mem cared leu for wealth and fame.
And leu for batile-nelds and c'oij S
If writ In human hearts, a name
Seemed better than in song and story ;
If men, lwslud ef awning pride, -Would
learn to hate it and abhor it ;
If mere relied
On lore to guide.
The world would be the better for it.
If men dealt less in stocks and lands.
And m re in bonds and deeds fraternal ;
If Lore's York had more Tilling hands
To link this world to the supernal ;
If men stored up. Lore's oil and wine.
And on bruised human hearts would pour it :
If -your" and "mine"
Would once combine.
The world would be the better for it.
If more would act the play of Life,
And fewer spoil it in rehearsal ;
If Bigotry would sheath his knife
Till Good became more unirersal ;
If Custom, grey with ages grown.
Had fewer blind men to adore it ;
If Talent shone
In Truth alone.
The world would be the better for it.
If men were wise in little things
Affecting leu in all their dealings ;
If hearts had fewer rusted strings
T isolate their kindly feelings ,
If men, when wrong beats down the right,
Would strike together and restore it ;
. - If rigtU made might
In erery fight.
The world would be the better for it.
THE FUTURE LIFE.
BY W. C. BRYANT.
How shall I know those in the sphere which keeps
The disembodied spirit of the dead.
When all of thee that time could wither sleeps
And perishes among the dust we tread 7
For I shall feel the stings of ceaseleu pain
If there I meet thy presence not, "
Kor hoar the roice I lore, nor read again,
la thy serenest eyes, the tender thought
Will not thy own meek heart demand me there f
That heart whose fondest throbs to me were given?
Hy name on earth was erer In thy prayer.
And must thou nerer utter it in Heaven 1
The lore that lirod through all the stormy past,
And meesjy with my harsher nature bore.
And deeper grew, and tenderer to the last,
BhaU it expire with life, and be no more V
A happier lot than mine, and larger light
Await thee there ; for thou hast bowed thy will
In cheerful homage to the rule of right.
And lowest all. and renderest good for ill.
Tor me, the sordid cares in which I dwell
8 ink and consume my heart, as heat toe scroll.
And wrath has left it sear that fire of hell
Has left its frightful sear upon my sonl.
Yet thoagh thou wtarest the glory of the sky.
Wilt thou not keep the same beloved name.
The same fair thoughtful brow, and gentle eye.
Livelier in hearen's sweet climate, yet the
Bhalt thou not teach me. in that calmer home.
The wisdom that I learned so ill in this
The wisdom which is lore till I become
Thy fit companion in that land of bliss T
BY W. C. BRYANT. Choice Miscellany.
PEEPS BEHIND THE CURTAIN.
BY ELLIE HOWARD.
Domestic happineu 1 thou only bins
Of Paradise that hu survived the fall !
Though few now taste thee unimpaired and free.
Or, tasting, long enjoy thee ; too infirm.
Or too incautious, to presei vc thy sweets
TJumix'd with drops of bitter.
Home, sweet home ! around which
center the hopes, tbe holiest aspirations,
and the dearest affections of the human
To the homeless, the greatest calami
ty ; to possess a home in the true sense
of the word, the greatest happiness of
There are happy homes, hundreds of
them in our land ; and alas ! there are
also hundreds of homes seemingly hap
py, where selfishness, or waywardness, a
want of forbearance,' or teasing, fretful,
fault-finding spirit in one or the olher of
the married pair, has destroyed all lore
and all happiness, and the matrimonial
fetters are eating like a canker into the
Not most frequently, by great derelic
tions from duty, is domestic happiness
destroyed; it is by the Iriflet of daily
life, those little things, scarcely noticea
ble as they occur, one by one, yet, in
the aggregate, making . up the sum of
happiness cr misery. Little attentions
or little neglects, incidental approvals or
slight fault-findings, an appreciating,
sympathizing spirit, or an ill-disguised
contempt, nay, even a distaste for the
beloved sentiments, and pursuits of a
companion, will fill to the brim the cup
of happiness, or cause the fountain of
domestic lore to become as the waters of
The great remedy for all these evils
is to begin right. It is true there may be
domestic reforms, as well as any other,
but more seldom than the reform of the
inebriate, is that of a captious, exacting,
fault-finding husband or wife. There
fore, not for the benefit of the long mar
ried shall we presume to lift the veil of
the inner temple of domestic life, but for
the benefit of those young, loving hearts
to whom home and affection arc almost
synonymous with heaven. Thoe who
really desire to avoid the rocks of domes
tic discord, nnd the equally dangerous
shoals of indifference, should be allowed
a peep behind the curtain, that thev.
may draw their own inferences and trea-
sure up their own appropriate warnings.
It is not intended to give veritable da
guerreotypes of married friends ; but if
any one fancies a picture and thinks it a
good likeness, there will not be the
slightest objection to the individual appropriation.
I.—THE GOOD HOUSEKEEPER.
"I have brought home a new book to
read to you this evening, dear Mary,"
said Edward Herrey to his young wife,
as they rose from the table ; ' we are
fairly settled now and begin to enjoy our
" O, I shall be so glad if you can only
spend your evenings at home," exclaim
ed Mrs. Hervey.
Her husband smiled at her enthusi
asm it nearly, if not quite, equalled his
"I must sometimes' be gone an hour
or two after tea," he said ; "but most of
these long winter evenings I hope to
spend at home, Home ! how sweet the
word sounds. It is a Ions:, long time
since I had a home, and now "
Hervey's emotion prevented his com
pleting the sentence. Thoughts of his
long years of orphanage his struggles
with (he world his heart loneliness,
contrasted wilh the present blissful frui
tion of all his fond day-dreams, choked
his utterance. The crystal tear-drop
bedimmed his eye, and turning abruptly
away, he left the room.
Mary Ellsworth, the object of Her
vey's choice, his 'gentle Mary,' as he
fondly called her, was a woman of warm
affections, and not one of the varying
sades of thought that passed quickly,
but eloquently, over her husband's face
had escaped her notice, and heart throb
bed joyously at the thought that it was
to be her delightful life-task to bless him
whom she loved so devotedly.
She knew she was well instructed in
those domestic duties which are indis
pensable to home-happiness, and ' she
looked around on her little domain with
the satisfaction and pride of a young em
press. Half an hour later, and the shaded
lamp, the easy chair and slippers, the
brightly biasing firo, aai the trailing
wife with her work-basket, presented to
the eyes of the returning husband the
fac simile of his ideal domestic Eden.
" Now, for the book," said Hervey,
when fairly ensconced amongthe cushions
of his luxurious chair; and he proceeded
to remove the wrapper from a'n elegantly
"What have you there," asked his
wife, attracted by the beautiful appear
ance of the book. "Let me see it a mo
ment. Cowper's Poems. Well, it is
handsomely bound," and after turning
over the leaves a few moments, she re
turned the book to her husband.
Hervey took it with an indefipable (eel
ing of disappointment a half conviction
that he ought to apologize for he knew
"'I am anxious to possess the works of
all the standard poets," he said at length,
"and thought we could read them to
gether this winter ; and it seemed to me
that Cowper's Task would be an appro
priate beginning. I believe you like
poetry, do you not ?"
" Oh, yes, very much," was the re
ply ; " why don't you commence read
ing?" Hervey commenced reading, and for
a time his wife seemed interested, and
her appreciating glance, as he comment
ed on the poet's fancies, banished all
feelings of disappointment. But an hour
passed away, and Mary became more
absent-minded, and so deeply absorbed
in her own thoughts that she heard not
the reading ; and when a remark from
her husband roused her, a half vacant
look, and a half uttered response plainly
told that her mind was otherwise occu
At length he paused.
" What would you like for breakfast,
Ah ! how that question destroyed ev
ery vestige of one scene in his ideal
panorama of a married man's existence.
" She's a fool 1 " was his first indig
nant thought; but the second, cooler
reflection, was, "I have read to long ; I
have wearried her ; and it was her love
for me that prompted that question."
A few more attempts on suceding
evenings, and the 'standard poets' were
read iu silence, and without comment. ,
Mary had discovered that she did not
Time passed on.
Mrs. Hervey was a pattern housekeep
er, a good wife, and an excellent mother,
so far as all things relating to physical
well-being were concerned. The home
of the Herveys was a quiet, well- ordered
house, but the husband and wife were
not happy. They never quarrelled, but
there was no congeniality of feeling. Mrs.
Hervey was a good housekeeper, and
p Did her husband seat himself for a qui-
ct evening at home, he was entertained
with the details of domestic management
and domestic troubles ; and if a more
enobling topic of conversation was intro
duced, Mrs. Hervey was too busy or too
much fatigued to listen.
Gradually Edward Hervey withdrew
from his home to spend his leisure hours
alone in his office. With too much prin
ciple to fajl into vice, he became a cold,
stern man, burying his waim affections
so deep in his own "bosom, that none
would have dreamed that Judge Hervey
had ever loved. And he believed women
to be mentally in ferior to men.
It took years to effect this change
years lo convince the fond husband that,
for his sake, and for the sake of her child
ren, his wife would not spend her leisure
moments in developing, disciplining and
strengthening her mind ; that she would
not seek a higher aim in life than the dai
ly answer to the questions, 'What shall
we eat? what shall we drink? and where
withal shall we be clothed?'
But she was bound to her idols. To
be mistress of a well ordered house, to
keep her children neatly clothed, and to
prepare excellent dinners for her husband
and friends, were to her the tine qua non
Yet she was unhappy. She knew
nothing of what progress the world was
making, beyond the gossip of the day,
or the chance remark of her husband or
his guests ; nor did she care to know.
She was well aware of the uncongeniali
ly of thought which existed between her
husband and herself, but she made no ef
fort to lessen the distance. She consid
ered herself the aggrieved party, and
looked upon him who would not relin
quish books and intellectual improve
ment, for the society of his wife and
children, as a most selfish specimen of
And thus they continue to live. Out
wardly all is calm, and they are called
happy. But there is no soul communion
no interchange of beautiful thoughts
and high ennobling sentiments. The torch
of love burns more and more dimly, and,
imperceptibly, mutual confidence is be
ing withdrawn ; and when, at last, death
shall come, the survivor will scarce
mourn the departed.
One hour nay, even half an hour
each day, devoted to self-improvement,
with woman's native intuition and love's
gentle teachings, would have made Ma
ry Hervey a congenial, though less ad
vanced, intellectual companion ; would
have so united husband and wife, that
each would have vied with the other in
self-sacrifice3 ; and the hour of dissolu
tion would have found the hymenial
torch burning with a purer, brighter
flame than on the day of their espousals.
SINGULAR MODE OF COURTSHIP.
The Rev. Dr. L n, an eminent
Scotch divine, and professor of theology,
was remarkable forahscence of mind and
indifference to worldly affairs. His mind
wrapped up in lofty contemplations,
could seldom sloop to the ordinary busi
ness of life ; and when at any time he
did attend to secular affairs, he general
ly went about them in a way unlike any
body else, as the history of his court
ship will show. He was greatly beloved
by his elders and congregation ; was full
of simplicity and sincerity, and entirely
unacquainted with the etiquette of the
world. Living the solitary, comfortless
life of a bachelor, his elders gave , him
frequent hints that his domestic happi
ness would be much increased by his
taking to himself a wife, and pointed out
several young ladies in his congregation,
any of whom might be a fit match or
companion for him.
The elders, finding all the hints had
no effect in rousiug the Doctor to the
using of the means preliminary to enter
ing a matrimonial alliance, at last conclu
ded to wait upon him, and stir him up
to the performance of his duty. They
urged on him the advantages of mar
riage, its happiness ; spoke of it as di
vine institution, and as affording all the
enjoyments of sense and reason ; and, in
short, all the sweets of domestic life.
The Doctor approved all they said, and
apologized for his past neglect of duty,
on account of many difficult passages of
Scripture he had of late been attending
to, and promised to look "after it " the
first convenient season."
The elders however were not to be put
off any longer ; they insisted on the Doc
tor at once making use of means, and
exacted from him a promise, that on
Monday afternoon he would straightway
visit the house of a widow lady, a few
doors from him, who had three pretty
daughters, and who wer-j the most re
spectable in the Doctoi's congregation.
To solve any difficult passage in the
book of Genesis, to reconcile apparent
discrepancies, or clear up a knotty text,
would have been an easy and rgrcable
task to the Doctor, compared with storm
ing the widow's premises. But to the
opening of the siege the Doctor must go,
and with great gravity and simplicity
gentle reader, you can imagine you sec
him commencing the work.
After the usual salutations were over,
he said to Mrs. W n :
" My session have of late been advi
sing me to take a wife, and recommend
ed me to call upon you ; and as you
have three very fine daughters, I would
like to say a word to the eldest, if you
have no objections."
Miss W n, entered, and the Doc
tor, with hh characteristic simplicity,
said to ber ;
My session have been advising me
to take a wile, and recommended me to
call upon you."
The young lady, who had seen some
thirty summers, was not to be caught so
easily. She laughed heartily at -the
Doctor's abruptness, hinting to him that
in making a sermon it was necessary to
say something first to intioduce the sub
ject properly, before he ectered fully up
on it; and as for her patt, she was de
termined not to surrender her liberty at
a moment's warning ; "the honor of her
sex was concerned in her standing out."
This was all waste of time to the Doc
tor, and he requested to see her sister.
Miss E. W n then entered ; and, to
save time, the Doctor said:
"My session have been advising me
to take, a wife, and I have "just been
speaking to your sister who has just gone
out at the door ; and as she is not in
clined in that way, what would you think
of becoming Mrs. L
"Oh, Doctor, I don't know ; it is rather
a serious question. Marriage, you know
binds one for life, and it should not be
rashly entered into. I would not con
sent without taking time to deliberate
" My time," said the Doctor, "is so
much occupied, and my session have
said so much to me on the business, that
I must finish to-day if I can. So you
had best tell your mother to send in
your youngest sister to speak to me."
In a moment in comes the honest lively
Miss Mary W n.
" Come away, my child ; it is getting
on in the afternoon, and I must get home
to my studies. I have been speakino- to
both your sisters on a little business,
and they have declined. I am a man of
few words ; and, without misspending
precious time, what would you think of
being made Mrs. L
"Indeed, I always thought a deal of
you, Doctor ; and if my mother does not
say anything against it, I have no ob
The Doctor left Miss Mary in a fev
minutes, enjoining her to fix the day, for
any would suit him, but to send him up
word the day before.
The Doctor was scarcely gone, before
a keen dispute arose in the family amon
the three young ladies, all claiming the
Doctor. The eldest one said the offer
was, first made to her, and she did not
positively refuse. The second declared
that she wished only a little time to think
upon it ; and the youngest insisted that
it was completely settled with her. The
mother of the young ladies was in such
difficulty with her daughters, that she
was obliged to call upon the Doctor,
himself to settle the dispute. She called
and the Rev. Doctor in his character's
tic way, said:
" My dear Mrs. W n, I am very
fond of peace in families : it is all the
same thing to me, which of them ; and
just settle it among yourselves and send
me up word."
The Doctor was married to the young
est, and one of his sons is at this day a
respectable clergyman " in the land of
the mountain and the flood."
The "editress" of the Ladies' Reposi
tory, talking about kissing, says :
"Kisses, like faces of philosophers, vary.
Some are as hot as coal fire, some sweet
as honey, some mild as milk, some taste
less as long drawn soda. Stolen kisses
are said to have more nutmeg and cream
than other sons. As to proposed kisses,
they arc not liked at all. A stolen kiss
is the most agreeable. We have been
kissed a few times, and as we are not
very old, we hope to receive many more."
At what hour may the lady be found in
her office ?
Cheerfulness. It is better to tread
the path of life cheerfuly, skipping
lightly over the thorns and briars that
obstruct your way, than to sit down
under every hedge lamenting your hard
fate. The thread of a cheerful man's
life spins out much longer than that of a
man who is continually sad and despond
ing. Prudent conduct in the concerns
of life is highly necessary; but if distress
succeed, dejection and despair will net
afford relief. The best thing to be done
when evil comes upon us, is not lament
ation, but action; not to sit down and
mnrmur, but to rise and seek the remedy.
Keep yourself innocent, if you would
From Buckingham's Autobiography.
ADVENTURE WITH A TIGER.
still narrower escape for myself in
dividually happened on another occasion,
not long after this. I had gone to dine
in Salsette.with Colonel Hunt, the Gov
ernor of the Fort of Tannah, about seven
or eight miles frcroBombay : and as I
bad -nnftppointment at uomen the morn- -ing,
and the night was remarkably fine,'
with a brilliant moonlight, I declined the
hospitable invitation of my host to re
main with them during the night ; and
ordering my palanquin to be ready at ten
o'clock, I left Tannah at that hour for
Bombay. Great portion of the way was
over a level plain of some extent ; and
while we were in the midst of this, the
bearers, of whom there were eight, fourto
carry, and four for a relay, with two
mussauljees, or lantern bearers, who
carry their lights in the moonlight as well
as in the dark, as a matter of etiquette
which it is thought disrespectful toomit
in short, the whole party of ten in an
instant disappeared, scattering them
selves in all directions, and each run
ning at his utmost speed. I was perfect
ly astonished at this sudden halt, and
wholly unable to conjecture its cause,
and all my calling and remonstrance
were in vain. In casting my eyes be
hind the palanquin, however, I saw lo my
horror and dismay, a huge tiger, in full
career towards me, wilh his tail almost
perpendicular, and with a growl that in
dicated too distinctly the intense satisfac
tion with which he anticipated a savory
morsel for his hunger. There was not a
moment to lose, or even to deliberate.
To get out of the palanquin, and try to
escape, would be running into the jaws
of certain death. To remain within was
the only alternative. The palanquin is
an oblong chest or box, about six feet
long, two feet broad, and two feet high.
It has four short legs for resting it on the
ground, three or four inches only above
the soil. Its bottom and sides aie flat,
and its top is gJntly convex, to carry off
the rain. By a pole projecting from the
centre of each e nd the bearers carry it on
their shoulders, and the occupant lies
6tretched upon a thin mattress on an open
cane bottom, like a couch or bed, with
a pillow beneath his head. The mode
of entering and leaving the palanquin is
through a square opening on each side,
which, when the sun or rain requires it,
may be closed by a sliding door ; this is
usually composed of Venetian blinds lo
allow light and air, in a wooden frame,
and may be fastened, if needed, by a
small brass hook and eye. Everything
about thepalnnquin, however, is made as
light as possible, to lessen the labor of
the bearers ; and there is no part of the
panelling or sides more than an half inch
thick, if so much. All I could do, there
fore, was in the shortest possible space
of time to close the two sliding doors,
and lie along on my back. I had often
heard that if you can suspend your
breath, and put on the semblance of be
ing dead, the most ferocious of wild
beasts will leave you. I attempted this,
by holding my breath as long as possi
ble, and remaining as still as a recum
bent statue. But I found it of no avail.
The doors were hardly closed before
the tiger was alongside, and his smelling
and snorting were horrible. He first
butted one of the sides with his head,
and as there was no resistance in the
other, the palanquin went over on its
beam ends, and lay perfectly flat, with
the cane bottom presented to the tiger's
view. Through this, and the mattress,
heated no doubt by my lying on it, the
odor of the living flesh came out stronger
than through the wood, and the snuffing
and smelling were repeated with increas
ed strength. I certainly expected every
moment that, with a powerful blow of
one of his paws, he would break in some
part of the palanquin, and drag me out
for his devouring. But another butting
of the head against the bottom of the
palanquin roiled it over on its convex
top, and then it rolled to and fro like a
cradle. All this while I was obliged, of
course, to turn ray body with the revo
lutions of the palanquin itself, and every
time I moved I dreaded lest I should
provoke some fresh aggression. The
beast, however, wanting sagacity, did not
use his powerful paw as I expected ; and
giving it up in despair, set up a hideous
howl of disappointment, and slinked off
in the direction from whence he came.
I rejoiced, as may be well imagined, at
the cessation of all sound and smell to
indicate his presence ; but it was a full
quarter of an hour before I had courage
to open one of the side doors, and put
my head out to see whether he was gom
or not. Happily, he had entirely disap
peared, and I was infinitely relieved.
The next course to be considered wa--,
whether I should get o-.it and walk to
Bombay, a distance of four miles, now
near midnight, or whether I should ng;tin
close my doors and remain where 1 was.
I deemed this the saficst plan, and re
mained accordingly, when, about half an
hour beyond midnight, all' my bearers
returned, with several peons, or foot
soldiers, and muskets, pistols, lances, and
sabres enough to capture and kill a doz
en tigeis ; but these were too late to be
of any use. They made many apologies
for leaving me, but said that, as one of
them would be certain f, being seized
by the tiger if they remained, and no one
could say which, they thought it best
that all should try at least to escape, and
I readily forgave them ; after which
they bore me home with more than usu
al alacrity, and I enjoyed my repose all
the more sweetly for the danger I had
THE "GOOSE QUESTION."
Godfrey, of the Albany Transcript,
I old his renders a few days ago an as
tounding Story of the peregrinations of a
mouse in the body of a snake ; its ana
tomical researches, its going through the
snake some seventeen times, each exit
being, through a fresh passage chewed
out by the " mice." A number of jour
nals have solemnly copied this story.
Godfrey looks on and marvels at the sim
plicity of mankind, and the effect of
minutiae in properly arranging a scientific
" sell." GooFBEr took the materials for
his yarn from a notice of a boa constric
tor, that had swallowed a mole some
three or four times at the Zoological Gar
dens, London. The mole exactly fitted
for such reclusive habits, and furnished
and armed by nature for the work, bur
rowed himself very naturally out, and al
though he was swallowed several times,
he managed to free himself from the con
fining stomach of the snake in a man
ner peculiar to the moles, and utterly
foreign to the manner of mouses. But
we have a true story to tell. The way
they catch wild geese on the western
waters is sufficiently wonderful, without
at all taxing the credulity of any one.
They are fond of a small and very active
eel, armed with sharp head and nose,
whose habits insist upon its swimming
very near the surfaco of tle water.- . It
is very seldom the geese can get hold of
this choice morsel, and when they do,
they have a grand jollification over it.
This eel the hunters use as a bait for
their geeseships. A short time since,
two hunters went out to catch wild geese.
One hunter laid down in his canoe with
a trout line attached to his wrist, and on
the olher end, in the waier, was tied the
nimble, sharp-headed and active eel fpo
ken of. The canoe floated slowly thro'
the marshes, and came gradually among
a large flock of geese, and the eel swim
ming along close to the surface. One
venerable bon vivant of a goose, gobbled
up the eel like a flash, but the eel made
his way through the body of the epicure,
and lo! the goose was "on string."
Another goose, afflicted with a luxu
rious palate, swallowed the eel, but with
out any particular satisfaction, as the eel
hardly noticing an obstruction, traveled
through the "goose grease" with scarce
ly an effort. And so this identical eel
traveled nnd traveled, until some seven
teen geese were on the string, and our
scientific friend, thinking that he had
been fortunate enough, commenced haul
ing them into the boat. But wonder of
wonders, the seventeen rose upon their
wings as one goose, and before our friend
of the canoe could make a will or say a
prayer, be was lifted bodily from the ca
noe, through the combined efforts of the
seventeen geese attached to his wrist,
and ere he was aware of it, was thirty
feet above the water. A friend of his on
shore, who saw the difficulty, and his
rifle fortunately being loaded, shot off
the string and rescued his friend. So,
instead of wild goose, our hunter got cold
duck, and although he fishes no more for
wild geese with eels, he is prepared to
ffirm. asseverate or swear to the truth!
of the foregoing.
HINTS TO MARRIED MEN.
Scattergrass says that if he stays out
late at night, and wishes to avoid a scold
ing, or " curtain lecture" from Mrs. S.,
he generally waits until the " wee sma'
hour ayont the twal," when the anger
of his belter half subsides into fears for
his personal safety. He goes out "on
bus'noss," wilh a promi-e to be at home
at nine. Half past nine, Mrs. S. uneasy;
ten, aggravated ; half past ten, positively
eniaged. and rehearses to herself an ad
dres for Scattergrass's especial edifica
tion, filled wilh cutting . reproaches ;
eleven, vague uneasiness, accompanied
by an indefinite fear that " something
must have happened ;" half past eleven,
nori-.nw onnnlirnsion tear. take the
place of withering glance ; twelve o'clock,
unenduring suspense if she only knew
the worst ; one o'clock, completely work
ed up, and about to go in search of him,
when Scattergrass arrives. She throws
herself (so he says) into his arms, over
joyed lo see him, as she was "o afraid
tl.rtt some accident mu.t have happened
to him." Home Journal.
W. R. CHEESE—A COLLECTOR SOLD.
It is commonly recognized that there
is no more useful chss of community in
existence than collectors. They regu
late trade and traffic, and establish an.
equilibrium in innumerable legem, eith
er by "cash," or "profit and loss," that
makes or breaks tho reputation of hund
reds who venture into, the tribulations,
troubles and vicissitudes of active life.
Yet the generality of collecters are most
unwelcome visitors at any time, especial
ly when there is a " stringency in the
mcney market," or a collapsed, ports
monnaie stowed away in the breeches
pocket of a miserable debtor, while an
elongated bill is unceremoniously thrust
before his optics. We do not, however,
intend turning essayist on the delicate
subject of collecting.
We have a friend Ben we call him
for the sake of brevity. He is one of
those good natured, easy, affable collect
ors, who, when he presents a bill, does
it with an unctious suavity that makes it
a pleasure to one possessed of a plethor
ic wallet, to pay, or sends a thrill of re
morse of conscience to another who finds
he can't discover "nary red," and,
therefore, compelled to exhibit his lia
bilities as exceeding his assets five hund
red per cent. Ben has recently under
taken a portion of the heavy contract of
collecting delinquent taxes, for the bene
fit of Hamilton County, and the Treasu
rer in particular. This branch of busi
ness is peculiar in its nature, and requires
those of Herculean force, vim and vine
gar, to succeed. The various collectors
have their accounts and bills arranged in
alphabetical order, each one taking so
many letters of the alphabet, with the
list of the corresponding names of the
delinquents. It fell to the lot of our
friend Ben to have all the "C's" come
under his special jurisdiction. The list
of " C's" delinquents are rather exten
sive, and it required, on the part of Ben,
unusual tact and ingenutity to post him
self familiarly with the names, places of
business, and residences of his multifa
rious creditors, scattered throughout
the corporate limits of the city. By
night he would scrutinize closely theZ'
rectory and by day examine with mi
nuteness the signs, door-plates, and at
the same time, making comparisons with
During his travels yesterday, through
one of our principal business thorough
fares, his attention was attracted to a gilt
lettered sign over a store door, with "W.
R. Cheese" standing out in bold relief
on it. Ben halted, and exclaimed to a
friend who accompanidd him, "I've got
a bill against that fellow, I think," and
forthwith he stalked into the establish
ment. He drew from his pocket a huge
package of bills, and as the proprietor
(thinking him a customer) advanced
toward him, Bep, without looking up,
and fumbling over his bills, remarked,
"Is Mr. Cheese in ?"
" Cheese," said the store-keeper ;
"Who's Mr. Cheese ?"
"Why, W. R, Cheese, the man who
keeps this store," replied Ben. "His
came is on the door there."
'W. R. Cheese be d d," answered
the man. "That means Western Reserve
Ben caved in. Without uttering a
word, he slowly replaced his bills, and
gracefully letired. On reaching hiscom
panion at the door, he gravely remark
ed : "I'll 'C sharper next time." Cin.
Scndai Clothes. The world is de
cently attired once a week, certainly.
I Without Sunday, milliners and tailors
would be " put to it" for a living. It is
a commendable thing to throw off the
Tuise of labor, and don for one day the
costume of equality and leisure. The
meanest man makes a mark in a-new
suit, and if he keeps his mouth closed,
will pass for a genuine eoin. Dress after
all is caprice. The heiress pray s iu cost
ly silks, while the poor sewing girl makes
responses in plain calico. Wherein is
the one better than the other ? The lat
ter may have inteligence and virtue ; the
olher money and nothing else. Still the
silk will be stared at and known. Dress
makes Sunday an expensive day. How
many a shawl and bonnet, and rare gown
ate coveted for that day alone. How
muoh stuffing with cotton there is, tc con
ceal the defects of shape ! what chalking
is done, and decorating with rouge ! how
often the mirror is consulted, while the
last bell is ringing.
Self-conceit and ignorance are twin
brothers ; the empty head is usually the
moistest, for it depends on that for ma
king known its existence.
"It is very solemn to get married,"
said aunt Bethany. "Yts, but it's a
great deal more solemn not lo be," said
Whi- was Adam like a Sugar-planter?
Because he raised Cain.
THE LOVE OF A TRUE WOMAN.
" Oh 1 the priceless value of the iove
of a true woman ! Gold cannot pur
chase a gem so precious ! Titles and
honor confer upon the heart no such se
rene happiness. In our darkest mo
ments, when disappointment and ingrati
tude with corroding eare gather around,
aad wren the gaunt form of poverty men-
wll, I. n I . C i T
around the soul with an angel's smile.
Time cannot mar the brilliancy, dis
tance but strengthens its influence, bolta
and bars cannot limit its progress; it fol
lows the prisoner into his dark cell and
sweetens the home and morsel that ap-.
peases his hunger, and in the silence of
midnight it plays around his heart and
in his dreams he folds to his bosom the
form of her who loves on still, though
the world has turned coldly from him.
The couch made by the hand of a loved
one, is soft to the weary limbs of the sick
sufferer, and the portion administered
by the hand of a loved one, loses half
its bitterness. The pillow carefully ad
justed by her, brings repose to the fevered
brain, and her words of kind encourage
ment revives the sinking spirit. It would
almost seem that God, compassionating
woman's first frailty, had planted this
jewel in her breast, whose heaven-like
influence should cast into forgetfulness
man's remembrance of the Fall, by
building up in his heart another Eden,
where perennial flowers forever bloom,
and crystal waters gush from exhaust
"WHAT IS MARRIAGE."
The marriage of Lucy Stone is attract
ing as much attention as she could de
sire. Well, we wish her joy of her nup
tials and her notoriety. A marriage
"under protest" seems a queer sort of a
thing, but it may be a very pleasant one
for all .that. In reply to a question with
which Lucy used to begin one of her
speeches, namely, "What is marriage ?"
the Post once answered, "Wouldn't you,
like to know ?". The Port was right.
Lucy did wish to know; and having
"taken her time" to consider the matter,
(as "Lucy" is so often advised to do in,
the popular Ethiopean melody) she has,
at last, deliberately entered the "holy
bands of padlock," (cautiously putting
the key in her own pocket,) and can now
answer thequestion, "Whatismarriage?"
for herself. The public will expect it,
too. "Take your timea Mrs. Lucy," but
answer that favorite interrogatory of
yours "like a man." Answer it "under
protest," if you must, but give us the
answer. What is marriage ? A thou
sand bachelors ten thousand spinsters,
are acting to know. -v. i. nine.
In walking the other day in Kensing
ton Garden we observed, for a consid
erable distance, a track of something
that seemed to have swept along the
mud from one end of th 3 broad walk to
the other. At first we thought it must
have been a hair broom, then an aquatic
bird, then a sledge, then a road-scraper;
and it was not until we saw a lady advan
cing in a splendid silk dress, with which
she swept up the mud wherever she went,
that we ascertained the source of the
mystery. Although we traced the phe
nomenon to its origin, we confess that we
remained still in a state of surprise at
the taste which induced well-dressed
ladies to turn dust collectors, and to con
vert their silks and satins into machines
for performing the office of scavengers.
Some Stones. In the foundation plat
form upon which the ancient temples
stood in Baalbec, there are eleven stones,
each of which is thirty-two feet long,
twelve in height, and ten in thickness.
In another part of the .same foundation
wall there are three stones, the united
length of which tsone hundred and eighty
seven feet two of them being sixty-two
and tbe other sixty -three feet in length,
cut with faultless exactness, and all of
them so smoothly joined to each other
that you cannot force a cambric needle
into the crevice. There is one joint so
perfect that it can only be discerned by
the minutest search ; it is not even so
perceptible as the juncture of two pieces
of paper which have been pasted to
gether. Expert workmen weie required
to qurrry out. and cut and place these
immense blocks in the wall !
Tub editor of the New Hampshire Pa'
triot. President Pierce's home organ,
s iys that the Democratic party is desi
sirous of putting an end to all undue in
fluence of foreign -born citizens in elec
tions. Upon which the Louisville Jour
nal remarks : We guess the Democratic
nartv. if it were to do it, would be very
r j -
much in the predicament of the fellow,
who, wishing to saw a limb from the top
of a pretty high tree, took his seat upon
the limb while he performed the opera
tion. "As soon as I had done the saw
ing,' said he, "I heard something drop."