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FREMONT. SANDUSKY COUNTY, APRIL o, 1853.
For the Journal.
Lines on the Death of Harriet Dana.
It waa the evening hour. Serene and aweet,
The radiant moon resumed her nightly throne,
And (tarry eyea watched o'er the sleeping earth.
1 aat beaide my open window. Sad,
And mournful thoughts came etealingo'er my heart,
For t tha day had stood beaide the grave,
Which closed upon a fair and youthful friend
Had Shed the farewell tear, and cast the long,
tiaat, lingering glance, upon the lifeless form
Had turned awav. and now, in solitude.
Sat dreaming of the loved, the ear'y loat.
I aw a sleeping babe. The rosy hue.
Of health and pleaaure beamed uoon ita cheek.
Beaide ita little cot a mothwr knelt,
And lovinjr ai'tera watched Its peaceful rest,
Sweetly it lay, while o'er its dimpled lips,
A transient .mile of joy and pleaaure came,
As though the Angela watched the sleeping babe,
And filled its mind with dreams of future bliss.
"A chnnge came o'er the spirit of mydraam."
I aaw a lovely child, whose prattling tongue,
And joyous face, drove sorrow far away,
And filled with joy the parents loving heart.
She grew in beauty, mid the fragrant grovea,
Which natures hand had planted near her home,
Sweat birdaand Bowers, companions of her life.
The fields, the groves, the garden, and the brook,
Was daily visited, aud, from on high,
The sinless .tare looked nightly down, to bless,
A heart as pure and guileless as themselves.
"A change came o'er the spirit of my dream."
The gentle being Was no more a child,
For eighteen springs had passed above her head;
Tet was her heart as pure, and free from gHiile,
As when, in childhoods thoughtless, happy hours,
She roamed enraptured neaththe woodlands shade,
The sweet and lovely things of nature's realm,
Had breathed a silent language to her soul,
And filled her breaat with gentle, chastened thought
The merry, ringing laugh, of childish mirth,
Waa changed to quiet emilee, and calmer joy,
No Borrow ever yet had touched her heart,
But youngest, fairest of the hon i hold band,
Plie was the worshiped idol of her friends,
"A change came o'er the epirit of my dreams."
tn deepest grief she knelt beside the eouch.
On which a cherished ieter slept in death.
In anguish and dispairshe bowed her head,
And burning tears of heartfelt sorrow wept.
But, when the funeral train bore to the grave,
The breathless form of one so loved nnd mourned,
She, too. had sank beneath disease and grief,
And pressed the bed ot9ic':nesi and of pain .
With anxious care, and tendjr love, her frienu's,
Watched by the bed side of the fading girl '
But all tlieirekill and teudeiness wis vain.
Slowly declining, till her wasted cheek
Waa white and h"!assas tlie cloth beneath,
Tk."y saw, with speechless woe, that Ihey must yield
Another blossom to the Angel Dalli.
"A change came o'er the spirit of my Jream."
Within a graveyard, quiet, lone retreat,
new made grave waa seen, end by it fit'e,
nother waited to receive it prey.
Slowly and s:idly a eaMrt'iin approached.
j pon a bier an open cuffin stood,
Aud a fair, runthful m did en slept within.
Lifel, .-as and pale, wiih placrd face she lay,
And beautiful in death. Her glossy Uair
Was siiion'.hly parted on her snowy brow
Fair flnweri: were etrown around, and, in her hand,
A pure whKe roe, half opened, had been placed.
A patting .mile- lingered on her lips,
And death bill seemed a aweet and healthful ileep.
The crowd drew buck, sad .lowly round the bier,
The m. timers came to take a last farewell.
Kirsed, for lire lust time, the icy cheek;
And, with a Utat, long look, in whose fixed gaie,
The very soul seemed ebbing out, they turued,
Aud, for h tiviiineut not a sound was heard,
Save the low b of heartfelt agony
The coffin now wa lowered in the grave;
The earth fell on it, ringing out the knell,
Ofhope and happiness to many hearts.
Thn drama of her life was closd. The last
Sad cene waa ended, and the curtain fell.
I dreamed no more.
From the Cincinnati Gazette.
BY ALICE CAREY.
- "It vii all ia the olden time long ago"
That the little incidents chanced which
am about to write trittes they are, but they
have lived in my memory ; fur as often as they
would have been furuotten, some evil word
that had been better unsaid, has carried
buck to that "olden time long ago," when,
the sunset came reddening alontr the
meadow where the children were at play,
saw a strarmer dismounting at the cnie
home. Our harmless ulue was hushed at once,
and the whisper run from one to another
"Who is it?" But no oue could answer;
as it was not every day we saw strangers
our house, we were all curious enough.
Ihe fresh hay lay all along the hillside,
king the piny-ground as pleasant as play
grounds need to be, and the west wind
witb us, and the twilight birds sang along
woodside hard by, to help our pleasure;
down in the hollow where the runnel zigzag
ged its way, broad-bladcd grasses swung
the banks down to the very water a edge,
spotted lillH's lifted up their heads, and lone
legged birds, a little browner than the shad
ows that were falling, walked up and down.
1 be meadow had been enchanted a little
before, and after all, to we children of larger
or smaller growth, there is nothing basso
much interest as humanity.
So, one and all, we stood like the astrono
mer, "when a new planet swims into his
but we slood not thus very long our
made a trautit out of sight, nnd all at
"home, aweet home" grew wonderfully
The birds might sing and the hay
sweet for all we cared, and the lilliea were
no danger of losing their heads as we
throu gti them toward the great attraction
bad broken up our play. We soon reached
the yard, but to get into the bouse waa
another thing, for we were as I said, little
to strangers, and try as we would, timidity
kept us back i and to learn something of
master, we curiously scrutinised the
tbat I can toe bitn ) tt, gnawing the
grass and switching the flies with his remnant
A sorry looking apecimen of his tribo he
was, being in the first place, I suspect, quite
in thn sober evening of his days, and in the
next, lean and shaggy, and worn o(T his feet
with. the hard uses he bad seen. At first we
climbed on the fence near which he stood, (for
we thought he looked vicious, poor fellow,) and
stroked his thick, short neck, over which a lit
tle thin, bur-tangled mane fell in knots and
strings. For a time he gnawed away to the
very roots of the grass regardless of us, but
when we began to say "poor old fellow," and
pat him more and more lovingly, he lifted up
his grest heavy head, and rolled toward us his
white, glassy-looking eyes. The mouthful of
grass he had got was dispatched while we rub
bed smooth the broad whito strip in his face;
so we all set to work pulling fresh grass and
clover which he ate from our hands without
biting them at all.
The trappings he wore were in little better
condition than himself, without eyes as he was,
and having his mud-colored hoofs half worn
away, nnd all his ill-shapen limbs swollen and
In truth, I think ho would not have borne
the gay caparisoning worn so handsomely by
that famous steed which Byron saw in his
dream it would have been, as the miliners
sny, trying to his complexioa.
Yes, on the whole I am inclined to think
that his dilapidated accoutrements suited the
style of his beauty very well.
The saddle looked as if it helped to
strengthen and bind together the beast, and
the beast in turn, seemed to give shape to the
saddle at least, all the shape it had. Over
this pnUhwork of faded leather and linen,
which by courtesy we called a saddle, there
hung a pair of weather stainod saddle-bags,
quite collapsed. A small strip of knotted leath
er and a bit of rusty iron made the bridle, but
a stout coil of rope was wound around the
neck of the animal, to serve as check-rein, I
suppose. Add to these things an old cotton
umbrella, that dangled from side to side as the
horse changed his position, and you will have
a pretty correct notion of my Bucephalus.
it was not till we had made an inventory of
this various furniture that wo set about pull
ing grass; a pastime which the poor old brute
seemed to relish as much as we it had been
lung, perhaps, since he had been tended with
dainty white clovers, and he could not see
where to search for them because of the mid
night that was in his eyes besides, be was
little used to meadows, I think.
"Hadn't yoa best ungear him first, my little
men and women?" said a voice close to us,
and looking up from our grass-pulling we saw
before us the veritable stranger, essaying with
slim pule hands to untie the muddy girth an
endeavor soon accomplished. He next stript
otf the bridle, and the equipage made quite
garniture for the fence, I remember, as ho
hung them up, one after another, which being
done, he wiped his hands on his hair and ap
proached me. I beinL' the oldest shook mv
hand heartily calling me sister he afterwards
shook hands with the rest of the group, calling
each his brother or sister; and then survey-
nif; us collectively through his blue, Bteel bow
ed sp;ct;icles, be said he hoped the Lord would
bless ui hs we reasonably and rightly could
desire, -i.:'l that for himself, he thought our
"little handi were made for good works just
such as the fiery orb of day, now wheeling out
in vmw, had looked down upon previously
closing up his red eye for the inscrutable and
mysterious pillow ot darkness!
I was quite dazzled with that lirst corrusca
tiou of his genius, nnd with similar displays
subsequently; but 1 greatly lour ins meta
phors were sometimes u little contused and
After the exordium I have recorded,
came down to more common-place parlance
asking my little brother if he would like
ride hiscolt, and go a preaching with him, and
mysell whether I was a profeisor, and reliev
ing me of the embarrassment he occasioned
by continuing "How old be you?" "Your
father well to do?" "Snug place han't he?"
and such like questions; the rapidity with
which ho uttered them preventing me from
replying to more than halt; greatly to my re
lief, for 1 did not quite know how to shape
my sentences to such forms as I felt he de
served; for surely he was a preacher 1 had
never seen but two or three, and supposed
tliem alt to be very great persons.
However, I made myself intelligible, I think.
for be complimented me by saying, 1 was
smart a youn sister as be bad met in
lie certainly had little of the clerical look
about him, unless it were the blue spectacles
before mentioned ; for his dress was composed
of various colors his frock coat had once been
of a brown hue, but had lost much of its orig
brightness; his trowsers were blue, and
waistcoat variously plaided with high colors.
He wore, besides, a straw hot, which scarcely
seemed to belong to the cloth, nnd green spat
terdashers pinned about the lower extremities
of his trowsers with sharp thorns, which
bad probnbly secured in some of his wilder
He was a pale strippling with fair hair
a very smooth face; but iu ability be was,
least is his own opinion, a giant, as appeared
with the progress of our acquaintance; for
was quite unknown to us on coming to
house a privilege accorded to itinerant
preachers in obscure places to this day, I
"Brother Arkey," he called himself, and
mav as well call him so. was overfjowincr
zeal for the interests of his own theology,
which, by the way, he called the cause, when
he had occasion to spenk of it, which was pret
ty often. "I suppose," he said, when he
partaken of supper and wiped his mouth
his band and his hand on his hair, "I suppose
you all attend our big meeting to-morrow.
My father said the harvest roust needs be
red for, but in truth, I think he know nothing
about the via meeting.
"Yes." said brother Arkey, "but the
vest 'of the Kingdom roust be cared for
And he proceeded to otter a great many
favoring his view of things.
In the first place, the cause was but
; in Startown, where the meeting was to be
beast,, den, and brother Dasher, the pastor there,
tuort written Dim to corns over and help, and
would fain persuade a host of brothers and
sisters to accompany him and help to mnko a
Brother Dash er, he enid, was young, but de
serving of all encouragement, for that his zeal
was like a coal of fire though but sixteen
years of age, he had had twenty-five discus
sions, and challenged perhaps fifty of the most
famous opponents of the cause who didn't dare
toarcept; so afraid were they of the far
reaching, and ali-glvriouf arrows of truth I
His cult, ho said, he should like to turn
loose in the clover, nnd allow him to resusci
tate a little, and he was sure we could make
up a party of half-a-dozen, we must own some
sort of a vehicle in which to ride to Startown,
and so carry terror into the ranks of the oppo
sition, and strengthen the cause.
Whereupon, Brother Arkey presented a
colored silk pocket-handkerchief and a colored
shirt-collar to one of the older members of the
family, which he said he wanted to have done
vp for the big meeting.
He expressed the greatest surprise that our
interest in the cause should not be quite equal
to his own; which, he said, had enabled him
to swim rivers, and travel through almost wil
derness of woods, to pass sleepless nights, and
yet to rejoice all the lime, like one who abid
ed) in Eden, aud knortth not hunger nor
But 1 need not linger I remember some
very grandiloquent speeches the young man
perpetrated remember feeling very much
ashamed of the ignorance he obliged us to
contess ot the state of the cause in the towns
and neighborhoods with which he was famil
iar, and I remember above all, that the colt
was turned in the clover, and that a party of
which 1 was one, was made up for startown,
with .brother Arkey for the head and front.
I was about fourteen, I think, and it must
have been owing to the praises bestowed up
on me by the Rev. gentleman, that I came to
the distinguished honor of attending the big
But no matter, I went; and now cometh
tha little lesson which I have been too slow in
ppronching. The two little taverns of Star-
town were already overflowing, and at the sug'
gestion of Brother Arkey we went iminediate
diately to the church, as pensioners upon the
hospitality ot the members of the cause.
it was twilight when we found ourselves
seated in the unpretending meeting-house,
with lis carpetless aisles, hard benches, and
pulpit of unpainted pine boards.
An v.ld man of benign aspect began tohgnt
the candles, presently, and then came the
people men women and children, with a con-
sidcrable number of dogs and babies.
The accustomed benches were soon filled,
and other ones set in the aisles, which were
soon filled too. The windows were all thrown
up and boys and youths climbed into them,
as much, perhaps, to see as to hear so much
was the fresh air obstructed by them, that the
mingled odor ot cloves aud cinnamon and
sweet-smelling herbs was quite oppressive.
Conspicuous in the array along the pulpit,
sat Brothers Arkey and Dasher, shaking
hands at intervals by way of expressing their
joy. the hymns had all been sung, and a
niiddle-ngcd, serious looking man arose to
i remember the opening words of the ser
mon, which I still think wusan earnest and ed-
fvingone: "My friends, from my youth to
llieso while hairs, I have had the firmest con
fidence in the ellicacy of prayer."
Here tny attention was arrested by the en
trance of two persons a pale, sad looking wo
man of thirty-five, perhaps, and a handsome,
dashing young man, upoa whose arm she
They appeared to be objects of general at
ten lion, as well as mine; but to my surprise
nobody offered them a seat, and after standing
nlteen or twenty minutes, perhaps, they with
drew, silently and unobtrusively enough, but
all ey es follow ed them, and a genera! Biir and
senvtition pervmled the house. The care-worn
fucu Hud melancholy eyes of the woman im-1
pressed me deeply; nnd I confess I thought!
ruorc ot' her than 1 did of the 6ermon.
At the conclusion of the service, strangers
were requested to remain in order to be di-
rected to places of entertainment.
Our lines fell in a pleasant place, so far ns
the most liberal hospitality could make it
pleasant; I can call it all up before me as 1
sit here wagons nnd carriages of all varieties
surrounded the house men gathered ii
groups numbering up their vanquished oppo
nents, and edifying each other with accounts
of the progress of the cause here and there,
while such women as were "handy about the
house" busied themselves among the house
holdsome spreading down bed some siiu-
ng potatoes for the morning breuklast, and
others crimping rullles and occasionally taking
part in the discussions of their brethren.
At length the preparations were finished
and there was a general assembling in the old
fashioned parlor for a little social refreshment
previously to retiring for the night.
Then it was that some one, a woman I think,
lifting her voice very loud asked, "Who were
those astrnys that came into church tor every
one to look at, and so went out again ?"
"I don't know who the young man was, said
the lady of the house, "but whoever he waa,
I don l think much of him, for the woman be
was with was Rosy Bingham!"
she didn tsay why this lowered him in her
opinion there was no need she should say;
we all saw the sad pale woman struck apart
from her sisterhood by some scarlet 6in.
J here were some suppressed titters, and
great many uncharitable comments, w hich,
am sorry to say, the women seemed to
due their own virtue to make; and I confess,
though 1 said nothing, that my prejudice ran
with the general tide, so insinuating and vile
a thing is the breath of slander.
The chamber iu which 1 slept that night,
was all atiewo over with feather beds, and
etch bed crowded with occupants, by whom
the night air was regarded as poison.
In the rooming the windows ran witb sweat
and the atmosphere was stifling and unwhole
some, and with the general tumbling and
and untwisting of damp hair, I managed
escape from the room, for 1 was auUering
lassitude and "a horrible throbbiug of heart
and of brail."
1 had no inclination for breakfast, and
in the crowded congregation for three
hours did not tend to my better feeling.
In the afternoon 1 grew worse, and it was
thought best to carry me home.
I have a confused and dismal memory of be
ing supported in the carriage, and of having a
vial of the essence of peppermint thrust into
my hand for the uses of faintness I recollect
of seeing the aleek heads and straw bonnets
at the church windows of passing a low,
smoky blacksmith's shep of seeing the glow
iny; forge, and a swarthy man hammering
right ngainht the flames a winding way,
where the carriage made no noise, through a
long green wood, and of seeing the sunset tur
ning the boughs red and yellow these thing.,
and nothing more, till I woke, and saw that it
was deep night, and that I was in a room
where I had never been till then. A simple
room it was, with the simple furnishing of a
cabin, but so neat and pretty. The daintiest
of all coverlids adorned my bed, and the frill
ed pillow slips were scented with roses the
little square windows were curtained with
beun-vines and morning-glories, so that I could
not see through them the walls were neatly
white-washed, and on a few open shelves shone
the cups and saucers, and the plates and bowls
of all colors and sizes. On the upper shelf lay
a tew books two with gilt edges the Bible
and hymn-book. A checked home-made car
pet covered the floor, the broad stone hearth
was washed blue, and in the deep fire-place
the embers wero glowing red, revealing in
the corners the round iron tea-kettle, the
bright tinware and other articles of kitchen
furniture which the bre-placo was ampli
enough to hold.
The door stood open, and in the broad natch
of moonlight that came in through the trees.
there sat a woman rocking to and fro and look
ing out into the night.
Un the table by the bed-side, the candle
burned dimly, and setting thick about it we're
tencups and spoons, with bunches of simples
nnd all the little remedies that sickness gath
ers together so soon. There seemed about
me a loving anJ quieting spirit, and as the
winds blew up fresh for the morning, full of
tho roiisic of birds, without movement or ques-
Hon 1 drowsed softly asleep.
When I awoke again, the hills were all red
with the sunrise; fresh fuel hnd been added
to the embers and the little round tea-kettle
was singing of the forthcoming breakfast
"The horrible throbbing of heart and of
brain were all gone. 1 was soon dressed,
and dropping the blue curtains around my
bed went out into the morning. A narrow
path wound down the hill, and following it I
came directly to a fresh, full spring, bubbling
over the mossy stones, and here on the wood
en bench was the wash-hand baein, and over
the low bough of a shrubby red-wood, bung
As I returned to the cabin I saw going in
before me, the woman I had seen rocking in
the moonlight, bearing in her hand a pail froth
ing over with milk. Her hair, which was abun
dant and black, was simply but smoothly ar
ranged, and her dress had an air of such sty
lishness as is suited to a cabin, but her motions
had more of grace than is often met in more
V hen she saw mo the smile that came into
her face made her really beautiful.
I felt as if I had sen her or some rne like
her bomewhere, but I could not tell where,
1 neither felt lonesome or homesick, and yet
the place mus'. have been lonesome, lor the
woods stood all around the cabin, there being
only a cleared patch fare enough to pastueu
the cow and make the garden. I was half
sorry when I taw ihe carriage driven up b
fore the door for our going. . '
What a nice breakfast she made for us, that
gentle, pale-faced woman the white bread
and fresh butter, and golden cream and straw
berries I remember it all, and the loving,
motherly way in which sho urged me to cat.
"Yesterday," she said apologising for the
Hcantiness of tho fare, "yesterday I had eggs
am! meat but my young brother, whom I had
tiot seen for seven years, came to visit me, and
1 used the best I had ; not knowing I should
have other guests for a great while; for it
a long, long time since any one came to my
poor house till this accident brought you.
She blushed and sighed as she spoke, and
I would have said I did not regret the illness
that had brought me so much pleasure, but
could not speak the words, and rising, I bent
down and kissed her I could not help it
She started as though a serpent had stung
her, and alarmed for what I had done, I drew
back, but when the tears came to her eyes
and she said-"dear lilt)) girl, my dear little
girl," laying her hand on my head and look
ing at me so earnest I v, 1 folded her sweet face
in my arms nnd kissed her tears all dry.
she au.tled again presently, the old sad
smile, and when I thanked her for all she had
done for me she answered "it is nothing, but
if you ever think of me in time to come, re
member thnt 1 told you never, never to do any
thing that would make you blush and cry if
child kissed you.
I thought of that beautifulest compliment
ever paid to woman
"What is your name ?
Because I'd call upon it in a storm
And save a ship from perishing sometimes,"
and so thinking, I asked her name.
She hesitated a moment, aud then replied
simply: "My name is Rosanna Bingham,
vou will soon forget it, child.
Not so, I shall never forget it her kind
ness to me has come between me and
words often and often, teaching forbearance
Tricks of Authors.
published a series of poems in the
University Magazine, entitled Litera
tale. Some of them were styled "Transla
tions from Hafiz," the Persian poet;
was discovered that he had taken sueb
witb the originals as to make the so-called
translations nearly, if not quite his
Mangan, upon being buestioned as to the
of his thus giving to another the credit
such splendid productions, replied, that
paid better than Clarence Mangan,
that people were foolish in thinking
translations, when any scholar could
tbey were only half A it.
A mother was kneeling in the deep hush
of evening, at the cuu.li of two infanta whose
rosy arms were twined in mutual embrace.
A slumber soft as the moonlight that fell thro'
the latice over them, like a silver veil lay on
their delicate lips, the soft bright curls that
clustered on their pillow, were slightly stirred
by their gentle and healthy breathings, and
that smile which beams from the pure depth
of the fresh glad spirit, yet rests on their red
lips, lue mother looks upon their exceeding
beauty with a momentary pride, and then, as
she continued to gaze on the lovely slumber-
ers her daik eye deepened with an intense
and unutterable fondness, and a cold shud
dering fear came over her, lest those buds of
lite, so fair, so glowing, might he touched by
sudden decay, and gathered back, in their
Drigntness to tlie oust. And she nils her
voice in prayer, solemnlr, passionately, earn
estly, that tlie God of Lue would stil! spare to
her those blossoms of love, over whom her
soul thus yearned. And as the low breathed
accents rose on the still air, a deepened tbo't
come over ber, and her spirit went out will)
her loved and pure ones into Che strange wild
paths of life, and a strong horror chilled her
frame aa she beheld mildew and blight set
tling on the fair and lovely of the earth, and
high and rich hearts scathed with desolation
and guilty passion. And tho prayer that she
waa breaming grew still moie fervent, even
to agony, that He who is the fountain of all
purity, would preserve these whom He had
given her in tiieir perfect innocence, permit'
ting neither shame, nor crime, nor folly to
cael a slain on the brightness with which she
had received them invested by him as with a
As ihe prayer died away in the weakness
of the spent spirit, a pale shadowy form stood
beside the infant sleepers.
1 am death, said the spectre, "and 1 come
for thy babes. I am commissioned to bear
them where the perils you deprecate are un
known; where neither stain nor dust,nor shad
U It is only
by yielding them to me that you can preserve
them forever from contamination and decay.
A wild conflict a struggle as of the soul
panting in strong agony, shook tho mother s
frame, but faith and the love, which hath
purer fount than that of earthward passions,
triumphed, and she yielded up her babes to
Behold! ' said death, as be touched the
fair forms, and the beauty of life gave place
to a holier and yet deepr honness, "behold
the smile of Innocence is now forever scaled
They will waken where there is neither blight
And tho benign power, whom we call the
Spoiler bore awny the now perfected blossoms
of immortality to the tar oil sky.
0W( can reHCh the rejoicing spiri
by yielding them to me that vou
A Curious Will.
The following anecdote is a strong proof
that a large view of folly runs through the
human system, and tinctures all men, s ac
tions: There was a wealthy notary in Paris whoso
greatest pleasure in life had been to gather
his. numerous friends around his table nnd
treat them splendidly ; heme generons and
good liver.and he conceived thg polion of per
petuating these social gatherings atter his
death. Accordingly, by his will he instituted
an annual banquet for- twenty of his chosen
friends, appropriating to the purpose the sum
of 2,000 francs. The details of the feast
were strictly eej'iiuu I, directii.g tho expense
always to bo 1U0 francs a head. The memo
ry of tho deee.-ised whs to be toasted, and
make the subject of conversation as friend-
ip or politeness mii'lil dictate, the feast
was to be inviolably tho same, twenty-one
plates to be always Act, (one for himself
perpetual head of the table,) and the 2,0u0
franca to be expended. .
ihe hrst year tho twenty friends were
thore, but year after year they were remov
ed by death, until in twenty years they were
redueed to eight. I nese partook ascustoma
ry of the feast, and toasted the memories
their departed companions. Last year, haw
ever, there were but two, who solely shared
the luxurious but melancholy banq iet On
was very rich, while misfortune had reduced
the other to destitution. The rich and
poor man sat coldly opposite to eaoh other
qntil, warmed by the wines, they bad forgot
ten their ditierent circumstances.
On the tirstof June, this year, the
again returned, but the rich man wns dead,
and the poor and only survivor sealed him
self at the table laden with silver, with
twenty-one covers and its delicious viands.
lhere he sat, the victim of poverty, subject
to all privations, pervaded by a feeling
sadness nnd desolation, to a magnificent b
quet of 2,000 francs.
Pressed by his wants he made bold to
quest that the sum which was applied to
yearly feast for himself might be appropria
ted to Ins daily sustenance. Ihe lawyer
whom he applied, showed him the positive
clause of the will which he was compelled
see executed to the letter. The poor m
retired in sidness, thinking how many
he would be obliged to go without a dinner.
while once a year he was compelled to
surfeited with a feast prepared for twenty
one persons and valued at 2,000 francs!
singular piece ot tolly truly.
A New Manivii A gentleman was
in the street, the other night, who had eviden
tly taken in to much of the ardent for Conve
nient storage, and was rather unquielly
himslf against a lamp post, when an
came along antl observed that
ntflieted individual had on a new overcoat
"Well, Bob," said he "guess you've been
dulging in a new overeat ,
"Coat!" replied Boh, giviug bis hat a
back and endeavounng to gesticulate, "this
a int a coat"
"Isn't a coat, eh? Well, Bob, what is
Bob elevated himself to a totering perpendic
ular, and exclaimed, "This 'ere a'iut a c-coa-t,
it's a jpirif wrapper
"The trumpet does not more stun you
ita loudness than a whisper teczesyou
most provoking inaudibility."
I met a fair haired child, and It waa
in't. In its hands it held brtrkan veae, fVufj
which the flowl'rt Mer scattered and fin fra
grance had depm-td. Poor thing I I anhf,
do not weep, for earth is full of Broke
Shrinr a, nnd this is one of them.
We journeyed on and met a braatifiii bridA
Her step was at light at the spotted fawn's;
and on her check there waa a glow such as
mantles the cheek of the rose. Her enreleae
laugh rung out as wildly aweet and clear at
bird music; and the aged and young, M they
turned aside to let her pass, murmured "how
lovely I" Her's was the shrine of a beautiful
spirit, which danced in he eyes, rung in her
aughter, and beautified the whole casket
containing it I said, "Olad-hearled being, U9
on, and may the eaath hold for yoa no Brok
But I saw her again. On her lap there la
lifeless infant Its eye of blue was half un
closed; its little dimpled hande lay crossed;
its whole figure was like a waxen toy. lhe
Ihe mother wept, and "would not be comfor
ted," because her darling "was not" The
shrine of ber choiest affections lay wrecked
on her bosom. '"Poor thing." another "Bro
ken Shrine." -i
Once, again, I looked when a few circling
suns bad passed. The yonng bride's lip waa
mute her eye was luatreless; abe neithur
laughed nor wept, and I saw tbat the shrine)
of her own beautiful spirit was broken. The
weeper bad become the wept for, the mourn
ed over, t' e departed. Tears were rained
into ber coffin, and drooping heads followed
her to "the narrow house appointed for all
who live" How beautiful that Broken
1 turned nnd met an an old nan. His
white locks floated like snow over bie wrink
led brow his weak steps were tittering; and
slow a friendly staff supported bis fiame",
and his hands trembling like aspen leaves in
a breeze. But I saw that tears aa well as '
sga were now dimming his eyes.
"Sly only, ray odolized eon, be said "h.s
become a victim of intemperance." Ha waa
the shrine of my best hopes. On him I hopea
to lelfn in my old age; but he has juet now
with oaths and horrid imprecations, driven me
from his door; I did not think in his proud
beautiful boyhood, that it would ever conin
to this. I nurtured him earr fully then, and
thought that in my age an loneliness he would
repay the debt of kindness be owed to me."
And the aged "fitted up his voice and wept."
"Weep on, old man," I said ; yours is thai
most mournful of all earth's Broken- Shrines.
Tho crushed bud can be replaced the dead
infant lives in heaven the sorrowing mother
has regained ber dead. - But 01 when the
god-like in man departs, how fearful the Bro
ken Shrine Family Visitor.
Men in the habit of telling prodigious "lo
ries vuiht to have good memories; but fortu
nately tor the world, their memories are short
ones. Sheridan used to deal with these men
dacious pests in a manner peculiar to himself.
He would never allow himself to be outdone)
by verbal prodigy ; whenever a monstrous sto
ry was told in bis presence, he would outdo it
by one of his own coinage, and put the narra
tor to blush by telling a falsehood more glar
ing than bis own. . '
A gentleman in his hearing once related a
sporting adventure of his.
I was Ching one day, say in a certain
cold spring full of delicious trout, and soon
caught a large mesa, mil what was really
surprising, not a foot from the cold spring
there was one of boiling water, so that whnn
you wanted to cook your fish, all you had to
do after hooking them from the cold spring
wa to pop them directly into the boiling."
The company all expressed astonishment
and incredulity at this monstrous assertion,
wiih the exception of Sheridan.
" I know," said he, "of a phenomena 'yet
more surprising. I was fishing one day, when
I came to a place where there were threat
springs, l he urst was a cold one slocked
wiih rish ,the second a boiling spring, and this
third a natural fountain of melted butter, and
parsley. 1 .
" Melted butter and parsley 1" exclaimed
the first story teller "impossibl 1"
" I beg your parddn," said Sheridan coldly
" I believed your story, sir. you are
bound to believe mine."
' "Another incident occurred to me," con
tinued the gentleman., "I was out shooting
once and spied a brace of birds. .1. was out
of shot but I threw the ramrod into the barrel
of my gun, tired, and brought down both
"A more singular occurrence hr.ppened to
tne," retorted Sheridan.- "I had promised .'
fiiend of mine in London half a dozen iif ptlri.1
ges for dinner on a particular day. I had lor-
golten my agreement when 1 heard the dis
tant horn of the styige coach which was ti
take my game to Lonc'on. I rushed to my
preserve, and in the hurry of the m m -at
forgot my shot and left my iron ram in J in
my gun-barrel. I fired at a convoy of part
riges, killed six, threw them into a hamper
and gave them to the coachman. Thera waa
tho game, not only killed bnt actually spitted.'.
This audacious narrative effuclu.dly sileno
ed the story teller.
It i only Principles and Truth that the
true and wise Progressive will nevor iv Uji
or compromise. These are God's. The lil'a
of mankind is 'in Principle. Truths re tha
arteries in which tha world's blood circulates,
tie who yields the truth betrays hi ao.
It if comTvm in Egypt to sue stout Araba
spinning knd knitting, and their wives hudii:i'
novels aim nigging canals, ..
Insv Tsars A cotempoiary puMisV-s
Sonnet to Eden," from some sentimental aiu
who says: v
.) for a plums from soma bright aij-l's win
Dipped ia the moisture of thy Imtrou y.'w
The idea of converting the eve tf a r'T
lady into an inkstand, ia truly original Wiit
will bilen any to it
itaf Leigh Hunt was asked by a lady. t
dessert tf he would venture on a.i orange 1
"Madame, I should be very happy to do to bat
I'm afraid I should tumble off." ,
A Yankee editor aayt "The March of eiv.
ilization Is onward onward like the slow hut
intrepid tread of a jackass toward a pock
of oala." 1
An enterprising genina time announces hit
businett on a board in front of hit door in PhiU
adelphia: . .
"II. r Pits and Kakas, a ad Rier i sell,
Aad Fried wuns tw for th-.ui thai shews, '
Aad with -d (.ice) etaek ha! aaal a.