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Poetry. NEW POEM BY FANNY FORRESTER.
- I gated down Life dtafcbyriiith.
A wildering mase to see, "
- Ouh o'er k, many tangled due,
r Aad wild as wild eonld he; - -u
gaed In doubt and dread .
- . Aa angei caau to ate-
I knew him far hearenly guide,
' 1 knew him ereo then,
4 , . xho' BoeUf w diUd ke itood .
f-'-v flminiTTTi - i .
; ' ' By kideep rpirit loYeUne, " - -
r-. I ktxw him even then. , .', . . , ,' .
. . Ao M I fcaad T waried hed
- - Cim fc inroed breut,
' And ennert the peril tainted wUd
.V From out mtf place of reft, . ..
. I wondered II the enioing mm
' Of Wen were more feje.
lor there ni tight within m, Mai, '
" JrfeSt" mjr peseefol way; . . -
.. r." And all tnud tke klae abon .
the ctaJtering ttrBght tey; '
"v . And easverlr I npreared .
r- -. . Tke pearly ga of da,-. .v
So hand in hand, we trod tfce wild,
c '' ' My angel lore and I,"? -. " ,
.- Hi lifted ninf all qaiwrtng
With token from the kyr " :
Bamg my oall titonght eoald sot dirln
,1 - Twa lifted bat to y." 1 ...l. ;.,: i
t ......... i .
Again down Lift ' dim kojriath .
I grope my way alone. . -
WhUe wlldl throoyh the mldBight sky,
' liteck. bnrrjriiig cloods are blown.
- - -. And thickly Hi my targled path,
. -rhe anarp. bare thorni are own.
J ' Tel Ann my fuot.for weJl I knew ' - "
; ' , The goal cannot be far.
And erer. tbroo-h Jbe rifted chmda,
" " Shine but one stead Ur, ' --s.
. lor when mv ide went up, lift
[From Household Wordg.]
- Koorn.O rejoicing heart I r
- T - The hours are flying, - '
' ' Xach one ran treaaore takes,
f. -- - :aeh eae some blusaum breaka,- .
S " And ieares K dying;
J.J .. . - . The chiU dark nijhl draws near,
: - - - Thy snn will aoon depart, j .
. ; ' And leare thee sighing ; -'
!-..--" Then swtta, rejoicing heart,
-" - " -The hunrs are ftyiug. .
. Bejolce.B grieving heart 1 -' .'
The hoars fly fast,
- With each sttme sorrow dies.
With each some shadow flies,
. Until at mat ...
The red dawn in the East
Bid weary Bight depart
' And nain is past . :
Bejoice, then, grieTlng heart, . .
The hoars fly fast I -
INCIDENTS IN THE
DEATH OFTHE PRINCESS DE LAMBALLE.
" ' " Forty-two pervou were rescued from
- death at the bty at Sl Germain, but
only six were saved at La Force. ; Among
" the latter prisoners was the poor little
Princess DeLambulle. She was terribly
hated, for she hd long been called by
the rabble, the " privy Counsellor of the
Austrian worn .u." .That she - was her
confidaute, lier devoted friend, there is
no doubt ; but her ooansellor never.
This beauuiul daugh er of Savoy, with
her delicate features and continual smile,
was capable, ol loving devotedly, and she
Tfproved it ; but to play the part of coun
- sellor to a virile woman, an obstinate,
domineering woman, we "repeat, it was
-..impossible. ". The Qotien, Maria An oin
L'ette, loved ber as she had loved other
devoted hearts ; but fickle, inconstant
" and uneu I in all her feelings, she had
probably caust-d her much suffering.
" Notwithstanding" nil. the friend remained
failhful, and, iih many, more,' died for
.V th Queen siie loved. &1 e was in Eng
land, August 1st," aud, remaining there,
might hav preset ycd a long and happy
I life ; but the- .iitle and devoted creature,
knowing 'hat- the Xuileiit-s were " mena-
ced. returred to ranee, 10 demand her
' place ntar the Q ieen. Conducted on the
' 10th of August, with her mistress, to the
Temple, ht as almost imuiedia;ely af
wards tran.-feried to the prison of Lp
Force. There she aw ;Lat the burden
was beyond her utrengih ,to bear; she
'.' wished to die by the side or her Quetn,
I , and with her Queen, it necessary. Be
r lieath her eyes; dealh would have ap
. pared sweet ; but afar from her mistress,
she fell she no longtr bad the strength to
die ; heroul s nok'Ugerof iron mould.
' She became ill with ierror. This deli
eateeiea ure t not ignoiauiof the ha-
tn:d excised against her. Shut up in one
of Ihe highest chambers of her prUon
with Madamts de Navarre, she khw Mad
ame de Turzrl depart on the night of the
' 2d of Sepu It seemed to tell her you
remain to die. ' ' , .;
.." Thus, lying on her bed, buried ia the
J. clothes, at each gust of shrieks which
.."reached her ears, like a frightened child
she fainted every iniuule, and was reslor
'' ed again to consciousness. '-My God! '
I sh cried at each restoration, " 1 thought
. I was dead. , Oh, that one cculd die in
such a swoon ; it is neither difficult nor
: painful 11:.'.- . '
. Uurder reinvd supreme in ths court
yard, at the gu.s, and in the lower cham
bers. Shrieks wens watted to her on
"gales;; the odor of vapurzed blood as
: cended to her in sickening clouds.' At 8
o'clock her door was opened. Her ter-
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ror was so great that she did not faint.
nor did she even conceal herself beneath
the bed clothes, and turning she beheld
two National Gnards. " Come, arise,
Madame,-" said one of them brutally to
the Princess, " you must go to' the ah
" Oh, Messieurs," said she, " I cannot
leave my bed ; 1 am eo weak as to be
unable to walk," and then she added in
an almost inaudible voice, " if it is lo
kill me, it can as well be done here as
Whilst one watched the door, theoth
er Guard, bending over her,' whispered
in her ear, Arise, Madame, and obey;
we wish to save you."
; "" If such is the case," rep'ied die pris'
oner, " retire, and allow me to dress my
self.". .. . ...
The Guards retired, and Mme. de Na
varre aided, or rather '- dressed her.
When ready, and the Guards re-entei ed,
the Princess, taking and l'-aning upon
the arm of him who addressed her, de
scoaded the fatal staircase. Arrivint; at
the wicket she found herself suddenly
before the tribunal of blood, over which
Herbert presided. At the sight of these
men. with tucked up sleeves at the
sirht of these men, with their ensanguin
ed hands, who thus had constituted them
selves butchers, she fainted again
Thrice interrogated, as often did she
swoon away, without response " But,
Madame," whispered the Guard whohad
already spoken, " but when you are told
that we wish to save you."
' This promise gave her a slight renew
al of strenirth. - " What do you ask of
me, Messieurs f" she demanded
" Who are you V asked Herbert.
' Marrie Louise, Princess of Savoy "
" Your quality ?" -"Superintendent
of the Queen's house
Were you cognizant of the plots of
the Court on the 10th of August ?"
" I do not know that there were any
plots on the 10th of August ; but if there
were, I was completely ignorant of
Swear Liberty, Equality, hatred to
the King, the Queen, and to Royalty."
. " Willingly will I swear the two first,
but the last I cannot do, as it is against
my heart." ;
Swear then, "'whispered the guard,
"or you are dead !"
. The Princess stretched out her hands,
and staggering, made an instinctive step
towards the fatal gale.
r But swear then," insisted her pro
t Then, as if fearfnl the terror of death
might cause her to pronounce a shame
ful oath, she placed her hands over her
mouth, as if to compress the words which
might escape from her agony. - Some
groans were heard to escape between her
fingers " She has sworn," said the Na
tional Guaid, and then whispering to the
unfortunate, " go through the gate which
is before you, and in passing, cry out,
longlivethe nation,' and you are saved!"
On escaping, she found herself in the
arms of a massacrer, who was awaiting
her. This murderer was the giant Nich
olas, who bad cut off the heads of the
two guards at Versailles; but on this oc
casion he had sworn to save the Prin
cess. He dragged her towards a shape
less, quivering, bleeding mass, whisper
ing, "cry aluud, 'long live the nation 1' "
Without douiit, she was about to comply,
when by misfortune, her eyes were
opened. - She- lound herself facing a
monntain of corpses, npon which a man
tiampled with his iron-shod shoes, caus
ing the biooa to spin up tencatu ins
tread, as does the grape under the heels
of the wine maker ! She beheld the hid-
erous sight, and turning convulsively
aside, could not repress a cry of horror !
Even that was stifled by her protector,
for 100,000 fiances bad been paid by her
father-in law, the Duke de Penthievre,
to sate her fife
Thence she was pushed into that nar
row passage which leads from the street
of St. Antoine to the prison, where a
wretch, a hair dresser named Chariot,
nho was just enrolled at a drummer in
the volunteers, broke through the living
wall around her and struck off her cap
with his pike. .' It was unknown whether
he intended to remove her cap, or intend
ed to strike her face. The blood fliwed.
Blood excites to blood. -
A man thew a billet of wood at the
Princes and struck the back of her head;
staggering, she fell upon a knee. It was,
then, impossible to save her. On all
sides, the darted sabres and outstretched
pikes reached her.- Shedidnolevenmoan;
she may, indeed, have been considered
dead since her last words in the prison,
so mute had 6he become. She had hard
ly expired, perhaps was still living, when
the rabble fell upon hex, and in an in
stant, her clothing was torn off, and pal
pitating in the last quiverings of mortal
gony was she stripped."
A most hideous thought presided at
death, and hastened this desecration; the
rabble wished to see that wondfous
form, which the woman of Lebos would
have worshipped.' Thus was she expos
ed to the eyes of all as she came into
this world was she stretched upon a curb
stone. , , . ' ',
Four men installed themselves before
this hideous bier, washing and staunch
ing the blood from her seven wounds ;
a fifth, witli the ramrod of his gun, poin
ed out the beauties, which he said, gave
rise o her former favor, and which, on
that day, were the undoubted causes of
her death. Thus she remained exposed
from 8 o'clock till noon. At length, the
orator' became wearied with his scanda
lous lecture, made on the corpse. A
maas approach - and hacked off her
head.' Ala,, the neck, long and flex
ble ' as that of a - swan, offered little
resistance. . He who committed this
crime more hideous on a corpse than on
a living being, was called Grison. His
tory is the most inexorable of divinities;
she plucks a quill from her wing and dip
ping it in blood, she. writes a. name, aud
that name is given to the execration of
posterity, ihis man was shortly after
wards guillotined, as the head of a band
of robbers. A second wretch, named
Bode, opened her biest and tore out ttie
heart, nd the third named Manira, tore
away another portion of the corpse. It
was on account of her love for the Queen,
that they so mutilated the poor body.
How intense, then, must have been the
popular hatred to her Queen !
These dripping trophies were placed
on pikes and the rabble marched towards
the Temple. An immense crowd follow
ed the three hideous assassins; but, with
the exceptions of a few c'lildren and
some intoxicated men, overflowed with
wine and the bitterness of abuse, the
whole procession maintained a fearful si
lence. A hair-dresser's shop was pass
ed on their way ; the assassins stopped
and entered. - "Dress that head for us,"
they cried, "it is going to pay a visit to
its mistress at the Temple V The tremb
ling hair-drusser curled and perfumed
the magnificent locks of the unfortunate
Princess, and the rabble resumed its
route towards the Temple with great
A LOVE LETTER.
The following letter was written by a
Brit'sh officer during the Revolution to
an American lady :
Do I love theei Oh, dearest, the
beam of thine eye is the light of my life. .
worship thee. . ' Thy smile is the joy of
my existence thy voice the music of
my soul. When thy hand lies in mine,
and thy breath is upon my cheek, every '
nerve vibrates with ecstacy, and the deep '
pulsation of thy bosom thrills mine with
a responsive devotion that absorcs my
whole being.' .
' I would have thee as pure as an an
gel that I might embrace thy image in "
my heart and bow before it as the idol
of all my joy and hope ; . while '.hy endu
ring and full affection should elevate and
sanctify my adoration until it transcend- .
ed human sentiment, and partook of the
holy love symbolized in the flowers of
paradise at the dawn of creation.
This, the world will call frenzy, hal
lucination let the world call it what it
may it is a spell I would not have bro
ken for all else the world can give.
Then love me deal, with all thy
strength with all thy truth, with b!1 thy
constancy, forever more-w-in pleasure and
in sadness and when the earth is clos
ed over me, let thy love pierce the cold
turf and unite with a spirit (hat lingcis
to join thine in its flight to realms of
A LITTLE TOO RIPE.
As many of our readers are doubtless
aware, it is the custom for planters at ,
the south to purchase clothing for their
slaves : by . the wholesale ; and as, of
course, they have not the opportunity to
examine closely each article, ttiev are
sometimes swindled, by a few bad ones
being thrown in among the good.
An acquaintance of ours tells us thai,
on one occasion, he had laid out a box
of shoes, and distributed them among
the negroes. A few days afterward, 'old
llob,' a favorite servant, found that the
shoes that had fallen to his lot were
bursting ouf, So, go;ng to his master
'Massa, whar you buy dose shoes ?'
, 'I bought them in New Orleans, Bcb,'
responded our friend. . .
Well, whar did de New Orleans peo
ple buy 'em ? !
'They bought them from the people
up north they bought them from' thu
'Well, whar do de Yankees get 'em V
persisted the negro.
'The Yankees why, they pick them
oil of trees Bob.'
W-w-well,' responded the darkey,
holding up his shoes, 'I reck'n de Yan
kees d dn't pick dose pair soon enough,
massa; I reck'n h waited till till till
dey vat a little U ripe.'
From the Friend of China, March 14.
CHINA. EXECUTION OF REBELS AT CANTON.
In our remarks on the retirement of
the rebels at Sunchow, it is stated that
the thousands of men brought to Canton
as prisoners are now being decapitated at
the rate of a hundred and fifty a day.
That was the number, we are told, exe
cuted on Saturday last, a spectacle to
which we were a witness. The Ccnton
execution ground has before been des
cribed in this journal, and for all our
readers it is not necessary to repeat that it
is situated aout 100 yards fir m the river,
at a distance of two miles or so below
the. factories. The ground is oblong,
about 150 feet in lenght, the entrance on
the side nearest the river being about
sixty feet.- - This is closed with bars du
ring piactical operations. At Ihe grand
entrance .the ground is about 20 feet
wide". On the right hand, doorways
open on to several oven and tile manu
As we approached the execution ground
many wree met with hands to their nos-
trils, or their fails fied round their facts,
for the purpose of avoiding the horrid
sfnch, which could li:erally be "felt" al
a considerable distance. The ground
was covered with partially dried gore,
ti e result of the past day's work. There
are no drains to take the blood away, nor
is any substance used to slake it. One
man was fouu J digging holes for Iwo cros
ses, on which, he said, four men were
to be tied and cut i:i pieces.
' The execution had been fixed for noon.
At 11 a dozen men arrived with the
knives, preceded by heavers of. rough
wood boxes, decorated with b'oody sides.
These were the coffins. Unconcern
was the general appearance of the sol
diers and spectators, of whom, altogeth
er, there may have been one hundred
and fifty. The day was dull, a fresh
breeze from the eastward carrying the
stench away from the foreigners, who,
to the number of a dozen, had obtained
admtttanc e to the top of one of tho boureo
on Ihe far side of the street passing
the entrance of this "field of blood."
At 12 the first batch of ten prisoners ar
rived, speedily followed by the rest in
similar quantities. Each prisoner ( hav
ing his hands tittd behind his back, and
labeled on the tail) apjieaied to have
been thrust down in a wicker basket,
over which ' h:s chained Je-s dan ced
loosely, the body riding uncomfortably,
and marked with a long paper tally,
pasted oa a slip of bamboo thrust between
the prisoner's jacket and his hack. These
"man baskets," slung with cords were
carried on bamboos were carried on the
shoulders of two men. As the prison
ers arrived, each was made to kneel with
his face to the south. In a space of
abou 20 leet by 12 we counted as many
as 7U, ranged in half a cozen rows.
At 5 minutes to I el. e a white-button
mandarin arrived, and the two to be first
cut in pieces were tied to the crosses.
While looking at this frightening process
the execution commenced, and 20 or 30
must have been ht-adlcss before we were
aware of it. . The only sound to be heard
was a horrid cheep cheep cheep, as
the knives fell. One blow was sufficient
for each the head tumbling between the
legs of the victim before it. As the
sword falls, the blood-gushing trunk
springs forward, falls on the breast, anu
is still for ever.
In four minutes the decapitation was
com; lelc ; and then on the other victims
commenced the barbarity which to think
of only is sufficiently barbaric. With a
short sharp knife a slice was cut from
under each arm. A low suppressed fear
ful groan from each followed the opera
lion of the weapon.. Dexterous as butch
ers, a slice was taken successively Dy
the operators from the calves, the thighs
and from each breast. We may suppose,
we may hope, that by this time the suf
ferers were insensible to pain ; but they
were not dead. Thu knife was then
siuck into the abdomen, which was rip
ped up to, the breast-bone, and the blade
twisted round and round as the heart was
separa'ed from its holding. Up to this
moment, having once set eyes on the
victim under torture, they had become
fixed as by fascination ; but they could
not be riveted there longer. A whirling
sensation ran through the brain, and it
was with difficulty we could keep our
selves from falling. But this was not all ;
the lathings were then cut, and the head,
being tied by the tail to a limb of the
cross, was served from the body, which
was then dismenbeied of hands and
and arms, feet and legs, separately
Afterlbis the mandarians left the ground,
to return, however, with a man and wo
man ; the latter said lo be the wife of
one of tho rebel chiefs the man a lead
er of some rank. The woman was cut
up in the way we have described ; for
thu man a more horrible punishment was
decreed, lie was flayed alive. We did
nut see this, but i'. .vas witnessed bv the
Serjeant of Marines of the United States,
J. P. Kennedy the cry at the first inser
tion of the knife across the forehead, and
the pulling of the flesh over the eyes,
being most horrible.
Among the incidents connected with
the closing years of this rude but pa
triotic soldier, the following, originally
published in the Winchester Republican
of 1844, may be regarded as evincing in
the narrator' a singular combination of
frankness, simplicity, and pathos :
"The 'thunderbolt of war,' this 'brave
Morgan who never knew fear,' was in
camp often wicked and profane, but nev.
er a disbeliever in religion. He testified
that himself. . In his latter years, Gen.
Morgan professed religion, and united
himself with the Presbyterian church in
this place, under the pastorial caro of
Rev. Mr. (now Dr.) Hill, who preached
in this bouse some forty years, and may
now be heard occasionally on London
street. ' His last days were passed in this
town ; and while sinking to his grave
he related to his minister the experience
of his soul. 'People thought,' said he,
'that Daniel Morgan never prayed ; peo
ple said old Morgan never ias afraid
people did not know.' He then proceed
ed in his blunt manner, among many
other things, that the night they storm
ed Quebec, while waiting in the dark
ness and storm, with his men pataded,
for the' word lo advance, he felt unhappy;
the enterprise appeared more than peril
ous; it seemed to him that nothing less
lhan a miracle could bring them off safe
from an encounter al such an amazing
disadvantage.' He stepped aside and
kneeled oy the side of a munition of war,
and then most fervantly prayed that the
Lord God Almighty would be his shield
and defence, for nothing' less than Al
mighty arm could protect him. He con
tinned ou his knees till the word passed
along the lines. He fully believed that
his safety during that night of peril was
from the interposition of God.
"Jtgalu he said about, the battle of the.
Cowpens, which cevend him with so
much glory as a leader and a soldier, he
had felt afraid to fiht Tarlton with his
numerous army, flushed with success,
and that he retreated as long as he could,
till his men complained and he could
go no further. Drawing up his ai my in
three lines on the hill-side; contempla
ting the scene in the distance the "lit-
ter of the advancing enemy he trem
bled for the fate of the day. Going to
the woods in the rear, he kneeled in an
old tree top, and poured out a prayer to
God for his army, for himself and for his
country.- With relieved spirits he re
turned to his lines, and in his rough
manner cheered them for the fight. As
he passed along they answered liim
bravely. The terrible car.iage that fol
lowed the deadly aim of his lines deci
ded the victory. In a few moments
Tailtcn fled. 'Ah,' said he, 'people said
Old Morgan necr feared; 'they thought
Old Morgan never prayed; they did not
know; Old Morgan was often miserably
afraid.' And if it had not been in the
circumstances of the amazing responsi
pility in which he was placed, how could
he have been brave ? ,
"The last of his riflemen are gone; the
brave and hardy gallants of this valley
that waded to Canada and stormed Que
bec are a'l gone gone, loo, are Mor
gan's sharp shooters of Saratoga. For
a long time two that shartd his captivity
in Canada were in this village, wasting
away to shadows of their yomh, celebra
ting with enthusiasm the niht of their
battle, as the year rolled round Pi ter
Lnnck and John Schultz. But they have
answered the loll-call of. death, and have
joined their leader ; the hardy. Lanck
wondering that Schultz, the feeblest of
the bund, whom he l ad so often cai
lied through the snows of Canada, should
outlive him. ' There is interest round the
lasl ol such a corps."
KNEW HIS BOOTS.
When boots of the present form first
came in fashion, they were regarded as
a great ornament, being worn outside
the pants, and none but the wealthy and
foppish could afford to wear them. In
a certain town, for a while, old Mr. Dal
aby was the only person who enjoyed this
luxury. He had a son who ' took a shine
to the daughter of a major who lived in
another part of the town. S'J the son
rigged himself in his Sunday best, and
putting ou his father's boots started for
the major's smiling within himself to
think what a favorable impression his
boots would make upon .the affections of (
the daughter. After he had arrived, aud 1
was comfortably ' seated at the fire, in
came the major, who after surveying the
youngster from head to feet, said
' Tliis is Mr. Dalaby's son isn't it ?
Yts, sir,' was the prompt reply of the
Well,' said the ui;ijor, 1 thought I
knew his boots !
DESCENDS TO THE INFERNAL REGIONS IN A
We have put a dumb waiter in our
house. A dumb waiter is a good thing
to have in the country, on account of its
conveniences. If you have company,
everything can be sent up from the kitch
en without any trouble, rnd if the baby
gets to be unbearable, on account of his
teeth, you can dismiss the complainant
by stuffing him in one of the shelves, and
letting him down upon the help. To pro
vide fur contingencies, we had all our
floors deafened. In consequence you
cannot hear anything that is going on in
the story below, and when you are in an
upper room of the house, there might be
a Democratic ratification meeting in the
cellar and you would not know it.
Therefore, if any one should brake into
the basement it would not disturb us ;
but to please Mrs. Sparrowgrass, I put
stout iron bars in all the lower windows.
Besides, Mrs. Sparrowgrass bought a
rattle, such as watchmen carry there.
This is to alarm our neighbor, who upon
the signal is come to the rescue with his
revolver. He is a rash man, prone to
pull trigger first, and make inquiries af
terwards. One evening Mrs. S. had retired, and
I was busy writing, when it struck me a
glass of ice-water would be palatable.
So I took a candle and the pitcher, and
went down to the pump. Our pump is
in the kitchen. A country pump in the
kitchen is more convenient ; but a well
is most ceitainly picturesque. Unfortu
nately, our well has not been sweet since
the well was cleaned out. First, I had
to open a bolted door, that lets you into
the basement hall, and then I went to the
kitchen door, which proved to be locked.
Then I remembered that our girl always
carried the key to bed with her, and
slept with it under her pillow. Then I
retraced my s'eps, bolted the basement
door, and went up in the dining room.
As is always the case, I fou id, when I
could not get any water, I was thirstier
than. I supposed I was. Then I thought
I would wake our girl up. Then I con
cluded not to do it. Then I thought of
the well, but I gave that up on account
of its flavor. Then I opened the closet
doors, there was no water there. The
novelty of the idea made me smile. - I
took out two of the moveable shelves,
placed the pitcher on the bottom of the
dumb waiter, got in myself with the lamp,
let myself down, until I supposed I was
within a foot of the floor, below, and then
let go !
Wc came down so suddenly, that I shot
out of the apparatus as if it had been i
catapult ;' it broke the pitcher.extinguish
ed the lamp, and landed me in the mid
dle of the kitchen, at midnight, with no
fire, and the air not much above zero
point. The truth is, I had not calcula
ted the distance of the descent instead
of falling one foot I had fallen five. My
fiist impulse was to ascend by the way I
came down, but I found that impractic
able. Then I tried the kitchen doo
it was locked ; I tried to force it open ;
it was made of two inch stuff, and held
its own. Then I hoisted a window, and
there were the rigid iron bars. If ever
I felt angry at anybodyit was at myself,
for pulling up those bars to please Mrs
Sparrowgrass. I put them up not to
keep people in, but to keep people out.
I laid my cheek against the ice cold
barriers and looked out at the sky -; not
a star was visible it was as black as ink
overhead. J. hen I thought ot caron
Treuck, and the Prisoner of Chillon.
Then I made a noise ! I shouted till I
was hoarse, and tuined our preserving
kettlj with the poker. That brought our
d.gs out in full bark, and between us we
made night hideous. Then I thought I
heard a voice, and listened it was Mrs.
Sparrowgrass calling to me at the top of
ihe staircase. I tried to make her hear
me, but .the infernal dogs unite 1 with
howl, -and growl, and bark, so as to
drown my voice, which is naturally
plaintive and tender. Besides, there
were Iwo bolted doors and double dca
ened floors between us ; how could sha
recognize my voice even if she did hear
it? Mrs. Sparrowgrass called once or
twice, and then got frightened ; the next
thing 1 heard a sound as if the roof had
fallen in, by which I understood that she
had sprung the rattle ! That called out
our neighbor, already wide awake ; he
came lo ihe rescue with a bull terrier, u
Newfoundland pup, a lantern and a re
volver. The moment ho saw me at the
window he shot at me. I threw myself
under the kitchen table, and ventured to
expostulate with him, but he would not
listen to reason. In the excitement I
had forgi.lU.-n his name, and that made
matters worse. It was net till he had
roused up everybody around, broken in
the basemeut door with an axe, got in
to the kitchen with his cursed savage
dogs and shooting iron, and seized me by
the collar, that he recognized me and
then he wauted nie to eip'ain it! But
what kind of an explanation could I make
to him ? I told him he would have to
wait until my mind was composed, and
then I would let him understand the
whole matter fully. But he never would
have had the particulars from me, for I
do not approve of neighbors that shoot at
you, break in your door, and treat yon,
in your own house, as if you were a jail
bird. He knows it all, however some
body has told him somebody tells every
body in our village. Putnam's Monthly'
We extract the following from an arti
cle in the Crayon, descriptive of travels
in British India. The -ceneof the oc
curienue is laid in Madras :
"But the most wonderful performance
we saw this morning, was a feat of pure
juggling, of which I have never been
able to find a solution. One of the old
men came forward ujon the gravelled
and hard trod avenue, leading with him
a woman. He made her kneel down,
tied her arms behind her, and blindfold
ed her eyes. Then bringing a great net
bag, made wi'h open meshes of rope, he
put it over the woman, and laced up the
mouth, fastening it with knotted inter
twining cords in such a way that it seem
ed an impossibility for her to extricate
herself from it. . The man then took a
closely woven wicker basket, that nar
rowed towards tho top, lifted the woman
in the net from the ground, and placed
her in it, though it was not without the
exertion of some force that he could
crowd ber through the narrow opening.
Having succeeded in getting her into
the b:isket, in which from the small size
she was necessarily in the most cramped
position, he put the cover upon it, and
threw over it a wide strip of cotton cloth,
hiding it completely. In a moment,
placing his hand under the cloth, he drew
out the net quite untied, and disentan
gled. He then took a long, straight, sharp
sword, muttered some words to himself
while he sprinkled the dust upon the
cloth, and put some upon h"i3 forehead,
then pulled off and threw aside the cov
ering and plunged the sword suddenly
into the basket. Prepared as in some
degree we were for this, and knowing
in was only a deception, it was put im
possible to see it without a cold creeping
of horror. The quiet and energy with
which he repeated his strokes, driving
the swoid through the basket, while the
other jugglermlooked on, apparently with
as much interested as ourselves, were
very dramatic and effective.
Stopping after he had riddled the bas
ket, he again scattered dust upon the top,
lifted the lid, took up the basket from the
gTound, showed it to us empty and then
threw it away. At the same moment,
we saw the woman approaching us from
a clump of trees at a distance of at least
fifty or sixty feet. .
Throughout the whole of this inexpli
cable feat, the old man and the woman
were quite removed from the rest of the
party. The basket stood by itself on the
hard earth, and so much beneath the
verandah on which we were sitting, that
we could easily see all around it. By
what trick our watchful eyes were closed,
or by what means the woman invisibly
escaped.was an entire mystery, and re- .
mains unsolved. The feat is not a very
uncommon one, but no one who had seen
t ever gave me a clue to Ihe manner in
which it was performed. .
A SHREWD PARSON.
Many doubtless remember the style
which prevailed among ladies some years
since, of gathering theirhair together and
riling it in a stationary mound on the
upper portion of the head by the aid of
sundry little steel instruments, unknown
to all dejected and miserable bachelors
that is to say, known only by common
report. While this fashion was in vogue,
an Orthodox clergyman of a certain vil
lage. re"arding it as an abomination,
was determined .to use his influence
against and preach it down. - '
Accordingly one Sabbath morning, he
mounted the pulpit and gave his text.
"Top knot, ecmo down !" There was a
good deal of staring und bobbing of 'top
knots, and in short the congregation
were much 'exercised' because the wor
thy pastor had preached from a text nol
to be found in the Scriptures.
On Tuesday they called him up before .
a convocation of saints, for th"e purpose
of making a formal charge against him
from his cure. The charge was made,
and he wa, asked if he had ought to say
in reply. He mildly remarked that the
text was to be found in his Bible, but
that any Bible would do, that if they
would hand him one, he would point out
the locale and read it to them, A Bible
wa given him, aud he turned slowly to
the place, aud read : "And let the man
ho is upon the house top not come
down!" A vote of adjournment was
The world is more apt to reward ap
pearance than deserts. . . .
MARRYING IN HASTE.
Surely, among no people but the
French could the following incident haye
occurred. Mademoiselle D -, a very
pretty young lady, was on the point of
leaving Paris, where she had been visa
ing the winter, to return to her family at
G . The horses were already har
nessed to the diligence, and ihe driver
vas calling over the list of passengers.
But just as she entered the vehicle, while
she was slanding on the step-15dJer
alongside. Mademoiselle felt herself sud-.
denly seized by the arm. Turning hasti
ly around to see who ft was that took
such liberty, she discovered in the ag
gressor a gentleman of a certain age, of
aprepossessing countenance and good fig
ure, very well dressed withal, but apex
feet stranger to her. The gentleman
begs her most urgently to be good enough
to delay her departure for a moment, and
favor him with a short interview.
'Sir, said the lady,' ' I have not the
pleasure of knowing yon;' what objeclT
can you have in an interview ? Saving, '
which, she decended the steps' and stood
by his side. ' ''
We shall soon become better acquain
ted, Mademoiselle,' eagerly replied the
stranger; but do not interrupt me, I
see plainly that your time is short,' that
the driver is growing impatient, and that
your fellow travellers do not know "what
to make of me ; but a single word will
explain everything.' I love you, and I
cannot exist without you. Will gou mar
ry me I lay my hand and fortune at
' But, Monsieur, I do not know you ;
you do not know me, what does all this
' I did not know you an hour ago, it is
true. I have just seen you for the first
time, but love has come upon me like
the lightining's flash. In mercy ..decide
my fate, whether for life or death, will
you be my wife ?' .
Really, Monsieur, I am at a loss what
answer to make to such a request, under
' O, decide at once. Believe me- if
you will marry me, you will be as hap
py as the day is long. I am rich .too.
I have but two children of my first mar
riage ; my daughter, who has entered
a convent, and my son who is a curate.
I am yet young, and to be alone ia the
world, is too hard a lot for me to bear ;
it depends upon yourself whether von
will marry me and take the place of the
children whom God has taken from me
for his own service.'
Mademoiselle D did not leave Par
is that day. Inquiries were in -d-; on
both sides, the results of which Wei.' per
fectly satisfactory, and the marriaga will
take place in a few days. Let us hope
they will never realize the laiier part of
the old proverb, which says 'Marry
in haste, and repent at leisure. .
WOMEN SHOULD SHUN MEN OF BAD
Did woman see the responsibility of
the station she holds in society did she
feel how much she is the abitress of men's
destinies on earth, nay, even beyond it,
how different would she act ! Instead of
dispensing her smilesequally among men,
she would show by her discountenance
of vice, how hateful il was to her; no
matter how talented a man was, ' how
graceful in his manners, or pleasing in
his person, unless virtue was the guiding
star of his conduct, she should binish
him from her presence, as a beinj un
worthy of breathing the same air with
her ; she would shrink from his societv
as she weuldshun a noxious reptile.' Ts
such the ease ? No I No- matter what
a man's vices, if he is handsome, bril
liant in conversation, and versed ia the
arts of flattery, all the smiles and atten
tions are lavished upon him, that ought
to be bestowed only on the virtuous ;
while the man who is endowed with every
good quality that can render him esti
mable, if he is wanting in the showy ac
quiremonts of society, is treated' with tiie
utmost indifference; thus give rise' to
the too generally received opinion, that
the worse man is, the more agreeabk ho
is to the women. Can it be wor.-tered
at, to meet her society, win her affections
by a thousand nameless attentions, aud
slight them whon won, is the pastime of
an hour to those honeyed flatteries, those
destroyers of women's happiness, who
like a gilded serpent, captivates Lut- to
aniiihilate. Were they regarded as the
pests of society, instead of being treated
as its ornaments, the race -would dis.
appear. Emerson, .
An irregular' apprentice frequently
keeping late hours, his ms'ter took a -casion
to apply some weighty argument
to convince him of the enor of his way.
During the chastisement, the master ex
claimed : "How long will you serve tl:e
divil?" The boy replied, whimr-riaj:
"You know best, sir ; I belli;;.- rr.y iu
dentures will be out iu liu-.-u r.iou.us."
Fools laugh at their owu toll.