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LANCASTER, OHIO, THURSDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 22, 1855
WHOLE NO. 1581
CITY OF LANCASTER.
PUBLISHED BVEEY THURSDAY MOKHIKG.
TOM $. SLAUGHTER, tlHToR AND fROPRlETQR,
Lome. She was always busily employed
for her husband and children.in some way
er other; and to-day she had been harder
at work than usual, ettinff readv for the
ho.V'ky to-morrow. She bad just finished
all her prera'ioes, and her thoughts were
silently tiiflnking u?d for her happy home,
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ana lor an mo messmgs v inu, wncu ium
ran in. His face was as white as ashes,
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Tliursday IttorniiiB, Feb. M,
The Sun Shines Over AH.
Whan topeia heart forsaking
.-Co forlU In the open duy,
Ai)i watch the auubeami breaking
At thj dark clouds roll away;
Than mark how they tinge and brighten
Each dark apot whoro they full,
And thy heart of ach u ro will lighten,
For the aun shines over all!
' When thine oycawhh teardrops glisten,
And each tender chord is ttlrrod,
. Then hie to the woods and listen
To the sweet song t the bird;
And mark how lie sings contented.
As the louv-cs arouud him fall,
You'll forgot what you lamented,
' For the aweot birds alng for all.
When all you fondly cherlshod
Has passed, like a dream away; ,
'' The lovo you clung to perished,
Tho frioudekip known decay:
Seek thou the woodlaud flowora,
They will all the past recall,
And point to happlor hours,
For the bright flowers bloom for all.
- THE WORSTED STOCKING.
'Who, lad? Thy father?'
'They've forgotten to leave him tho
rope,' answered Tom, still scarcely able to
liia mother started rip, horror-struck,
and stood for a moment as if paralyzed:
then pressing her hands over her face, as
it to shut out the horrible picture, and
breathing ft prayer to God for helf, she
rushed oirt of the house.
BURNING OF MOSCOW.
We wonder if history ever tells the ex
act truth. The following article on the
burainff of Mo;cow, would mate us think
not. We clip from tho'Muscatine (Iowa)
Coming up to the boat a few days ago,
we happened to fall in company with Sen
ator Douglas, who came on board at
Quincy, on his way to Warsaw. In the
course of a very interesting account of his
travels in Russia, much of which has been
pub,'b.ed by letter-writers, he stated a fact
which lifts never yet been published, but
which startinjjly contradicts the received
historical relation of one of the most ex
traordinary events that ever fell to the lot
of history or record. For this reason, the
Judge said he felta delicacy in making the
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When she reached the place where her Uurnetfr
The following thrilling adventure is from
"an English Magazine: -,:
"Father will have done the great chim
ney to-niiht, won't ha mother?" said lit
tlu Tom Howard, as he stood waiting for
his father's breakfast, which ho carriud to
, him at his work every mormnsr.
. "He said he hoped all the scaffolding
x would bo down to-night," answered his
mother, -'and that'll be a fine sight, for 1
u never like the ending of these great chim
nevs. it's so liskv: thy father's to be the
. l ist un."
"Eli, then, but I'll go and see him, and
help 'em give a shout afore he comes down,'
"And then." continued his mother, "i
all !rocs on rijrht, we aro o have a fioli
on to-morrow, and ga into the country and
-. spend all day amonirst the woods.
"Hurrah!" cried Tom, as ho ran off to
- his father's nlace of work, with a can of
milk in oue hand, and some bread in tho
His mothor stood at the door watching
i, him, as ho went merrily whistling down
the street, and then her heart sought its
sure refuge, and she prayed to God to bless
and protect her treasures.
Tom, witlj a light heart, pursued ins
. way to hu father.and.Ieaving him his break
fast, went to his own Work, which was at
- some distance.
' In the evening, on his way homo, ho
, Went round to see how his father was get
!. tin'' ou. James Howard, tho faiher, and
a number of other workmen, had boon
t- buiUins one of those lofty chimneys which
fu bur great manufacturing towns, almost
supply tho place of other architectural
.'beauty. This chimney was the highest
and one of the most tapering that had ever
'" boen erected; and its Tom, shading his
S eyes from the slanting rays of tho sitting
sun,' looked up to the top m search of his
.father, his heart almost sunk within him
- at the appalling-bight. The scaffolding
I was almost all down; tho men at the bot
torn. were removing the last beams and
' Doles. Tom's father stood alone at the
top. Ha looked all around to Bee that ev
',' erything was right, and then waving his
j hat in the air, the men answered him be-
low. with a long loud cheer, little Tom
v shouting heartily as any of them. As
their voices died away, however, they
heard a very different sound a cry of
.' : alarm and horror from above:
. . n, t . n.l . .
!,. "lue ropei ine ropei
,' The men looked around, and coiled upon
,' 0 " l"e ground, lay the rope, which before the
I 7 ' rcanolding was removod, should have been
fX " '"tfastened to the top of the chimney, for
y I Tom's father to corns down bv. The scaf
folding had been taken down, without their
remembering to take the rope up. There
was a dead silence. They all knew it was
4 impossible to throw the rope up high e-
i, or.jBfcimui enougu,io rcauii vuo lup
i chimney; or if it could, it would
have been safe. They stood in sir
yr- - lent dismay, unable to eive any neip, or
i Z' think of any means of safety,
I,' - '" 'And Tom's father. He walked round
f " ; tllie circle, the dizzy hight seeming every
. moment to grow more fearful, and the. solid
i . earth further and further from him. In
husband was at work, a crowd had col
locted round the foot of the chimney, and
stood there quite helpless, gazing up with
faces full of sorrow.
'He says he'll throw himself down,' ex
claimed they as Mrs. Howard came up.
lhee munna uo that, lad cried Mrs.
Howard, with a clear, hopeful voice; 'thee
munna do that. Wait a bit. Tak' off thy
stocking, lad, and unravel it, and let down
tho thread with a bit of mortar. Dost
hear me, Jem? Let down one en
thread with a bit of stone, and kec
of the other,' cried she to her husband.
The little thread came waving down tho
sido of the chimney, blown hither and
thither by the wind; but at last it reached
the outstretched hands that were waiting
'Now pull it up slowly,' cried she to her
husband, and she gradually unwound tho
string as the worsted drew it gently up.
It stopped the string had reachou her
husband. 'Now hold the string fast, ' and
pull it up,' cried she, and tho string grew
heavy and hard to pull, lor lorn and his
mother had fastened the thick rope to it.
ihev watched it gradually and slowly un
coiling from tho ground, as tho Etnor was
drawn higher. J. here was but one coil
left. It had reached tho top.
Thank God! Thank God I' exclaimed
ti e wife. ;
She hid her hands in silent 'prayer, and
trembling, rejoice. The ropo was up. Tho
iron to which it should bo Listened was
there, all right; but would her husband be
ablo to make use of them? would not the
turrorS of tho past hour have so unnerved
him, as to prevent him lrora takiii:
necessary measures for his safety?
did not know tho mnjric influence which
her few words had exercised over him.
S'.io did not know the strength that the
sound of her voice, so calm and steadfast,
had hilled him with as if the little thread
th it carried him the hope of life once more
had conveyed to him some portion of that
faith in God, which nothing ever destroy
ed or shook her true heart. She did not
know that, as ho waited there, the words
came over him. JWhy art thou cast down,
0, my soul? and why art thou disquieted
within me? Hope thou in God.' She lift
ed her heart to God for hopo and strength.
She could do nothing more for her hnsband,
and her heart turuod to God, and rested
on him as a rock. There was a great
'He's safe,' cried little Tom.
'Thou hast saved me, Mary,' said her
husband, folding her in his arms. 'But
what ailsthec? Thou scera'st more sorry
than jji nd about it.'
But Mary would not speak, and if the
strong arm of her husband had not held
her up, she would have fallen to tho ground
sadden joy, alter such a great tear, had
Tom,' said his father, 'let fhy mother
lean on thy shoulder, aud wo will take her
And in their happy home they poured
forth their thanks to God, for His great
goodness, and their lite together telt dear
er and holier tor the peril it had been m,
and for the danger that had brought them
unto (iod. And the holiday next day, was
it not, indeed, a thanksgiving day,
Ho said, that previous to his arrival at
Moscow, he had several disputes with his
guide as to the burning of the city, the
guide declaring it never occurred, and
seeming to bo nettled at Mr. Douglas' per
sistency in his opinion, but on examining
the tire-marks around the city, and the
city itself, l.e became satisfied that the
guide was correct.
Tho statement goes on to set forth the
, t'. antiquity of the architectural city, partic
' . ulai ily of its six hundred first-class church
p a iioid gg girthing through anti-Napoleonic a-
ges to Pagan times.and showing the handi
work of dillerent nations of history de
monstrating that the city was never burnt
down (or up.) Tho Inquirer adds:
ti, rr -,.,i;. , t ., . f 1 t.
dred acres, in tho shape of a fiat-iron, and
is enclosed by a wall sixty feet Inch.-
Within this enclosure is the most magnif
icent palace in Europe, recently built, but
constructed over an ancient palace, which
remains, thus enclosed, whole and porfect,
with all its windows, etc
Nearthe Kremlin, surrounded by a wall,
is a Ulnnese town, appearing to be several
hundred years old, still occupied by de
scendautsoi tho original settlers.
Tho circumstances which gave ri.e to
the error concerning tho burning of Mos-
cow, were these: Jtisa city of 450,000
inhabitants, in circular torm, occupying a
large space, five miles across. ' There tho
winters are six months long; and the eus
torn was, and still is, to lay up supplies of
provisions and wood to last six months of
severe and cold weather. To prevent
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". these gigantic supplius from cumbcrin
i ltl,n l,Aiiit tif tl.A nitir ami ,.j,f vnnrlar llijim
cality, arowofwood houses was construct
ed to circle completely round the city, and
outsido of these was a row of granaries,
and in these wero deposited the whole of
tho supplies. Napoleon had entered the
city with his army, and was himself occu
pying the palace of Kremlin, when one
night, by order of tho Russian Governor,
every wood-houso and every granary si
multaneously burst into a blaze. All ef
forts to extinguish them were vain, and
Napoleon found himself compelled to march
bis army through the fire. Retiring to an
eminence he saw the whole city enveloped
in vast sheets of names, and clouds of
smoke, and apparently all on fire. And so
far as he was concerned, it might as well
have been, for enough were left to supply
every soldier with a room, yet without
provision or fuel; and a Russian army to
cut oil all supplies, ho and his army could
not subsist there. During this tiro somo
houses were probably bunit, but the city
was not. In the Kremlin a magazine blew
up, cracking tho church of Ivan more than
a hundred feet up, but set nothing on fire.
Mr. Douglns saw the nre-mark around
the city, where wood-houses and granaries
for winter supplies now stand as of old, but
there appears no marks of conflagration
within the citv. On the contrary, it bears
tho unmistakable evidence ot age
Beactt. Let any one look around at
tho numerous fond couplos of his acquain
tance who are peacefully smiling in each
other's faces, in defiance of realities, and
the common verdict of mankind, and he
must acknowledge that beauty is but a
name, and ugliness but a chimera. In ef
fect there are no such things. ' Poetry,
and novels and romances have made a cer
tain combination of auburn hair, blue
eyes, Greek noses, and pearl teeth, to be
an indispensable part of the material of
truo love; but in the commerce of the liv
ing world this is sheer nonsense. Depend
upon it, that in spite of arbitrary standards,
there is no one so ugly who has not bis
oglings, bis amorous looks, and languish
ing smiles and that somebody or other
has tho heart to relish and return them.
Nay, beauty itself choses ugliness for its
mate, without thinking it ugly. Look at
Mr. and Mrs. 1'. . How balsamic is
such a union to us that are ugly. We
mean not to utter a word in disparagement
of beauty, but we see no harm in extend
ing its empire by multiplying its attributes.
A man may have a just sense of all that is
essentially, and by universal assent, most
lively and yet, under some inexplicable.
illusion, til Lis own final choice upon fea
tures that no one thinksngrecable but him'
self. He may make his quotations from
twenty established belles-drink to the tyr
anny of all the reigning tonsts and then
go and surrender up his soul forever to a
mouth nwrv, and teeth divinely not in
rows. This is ns it should be. By such
by laws as these, nature elicits harmony
from the jaring elements of the world;
thus, amidst all her seeming inequalities
aud inconsistencies, by a series of kindly
compensations, the assimilates all condi
tions, ond provides means for makmgevery
one contented and happy.
The Tirate and the Dove. The fol
lowing is related by Audubon, the cele
brated traveler and ornithologist:
'A man who was once a pirate, assured
me that, at times, while at certain well:
dug in tho burning, shelly sands of a well
known key, which must bo namclefs, tho
soft and melancholy notes of the dove a
woke in his breast feelings which had long
slumbered, melted his heart to rcpentence,
and caused him to linger at the spot in
stale of mind which he only who compares
the wietcheduess of guilt within him with
the holiness of former innocence, can truly
feel. Ho said he never left the place with
out increasing fears of futurity, associated
na he was, although I believe by foroc,
with a baud of the most desperate villains
that ever annoyed the coast of Florida.
So deeply moved was he by the note of any
bird, and especially those of the dove, tho
only soothing sounds he ever heard during
his litcot horrors, that through these plain
tive notes and them alone, he was indeed
to escape from his vessel, abandon his
turbulent companions, and return to a fam
lly deploring his absence. Alter paying
a hasty visit to these wells and listen once
more to the cooing of the Zenaida dove, he
poured out his soul in supplication for mer
cy, and once more became what one has
said to be tho noblest work oi uoa an
honest man. His escape was effected
mid difficulties nnd dangers, but no dan
ger seemed to be comparablo with the dan
ger of living in violation ot human and
divine laws; and he now lives in peace in
the midst of friends.
tJ v of the c
; hardly 1
yr. lent dis:
Illu8tkation of Ionorance. Mr. Wen
dell Phillips, of Boston who has travelled
in Europe, states the iollowing facts:
'In Italy you will seo a larmer breaking
up his ground with two cows and a root
of a tree for a plow, while he is dressed in
skins with the hair on. In Komo, Vienna
and Dresden, if you hire a man to saw
yout wood, he does not bring a horse.
He never had one, nor his father before
him. But ho places one end of the saw on
the ground and the other against his breast,
and taking the wood in his hands, he rubs
it against the saw; and he will be all day
doing two hours' work. It is a solemn
fact, that in Florence, a city filled with tri
umphs of art, there is not a single auger,
and if a carpenter would bore a hole, he
does it with a red hot poker! This results
not from want of industry, but ot sagacity
of thought. . In Rome, charcoal is pnnci-
Consciousness and Revelation. "You
lemember the custom of ancient hospitali
ty. Before parting with a stranger, the
father of the family, breaking a piece of
clay on which certain characters were im
pressed, gave one half to tho stranger, and
kept the other himself. Years after, these
two fragments, brought togothor and fe
ioined, acknowledged each other, so to
speak, formed a bond of recognition bo
tween those presenting them, and in at
testing old relations, became at tho same
time the basis of new. So in the book of
our soul does tho Divine Revelation unito
itself to the old traces there. Our soul
does not discover, . but recognizes the
Truth. It infers that a reunion (rencoun
tre) impossible to chance impossible to
calculation can only bo the work and se
cret of God; and it is then only that we
believe then when the Gospol has for us
passed from tho rank of external to the
rank of internal truth, and, if I might say
so, of instinct when it has become in us
part and parcel of our consciousness.'
A TtciiTTTiriTi. Compliment.
pally used for fael.and you will see a string ty re(,ent -1neS8 0f jonatbaa Yalo Clark,
one of the oldest and most esteemed ciliz-
of twenty mules bringing little sacks of it
unon their backs, when one mule would
draw it all in a cart. But the charcoal
vender never had a cart, and so he keeps
his twenty mules and feeds them.
ens of Pittsfield, a poor old man came all
the way from the montain, and thrust his
head in at the door, and inquired of tho
daughter in attendence:
"Is Yale Clark here?" "Ho is-;- ."Is
he sick?" "He is." "Is he very sick?"
"He is considered dangerous." Well, I
don't know who yon be, but I stopped to
2Tln view of the great revival in re
ligion now progressing in Harrisburg, Pa.,
r mind, and his senses almost failed him. the Philadelphia Argus indulges a hope
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'.' ground below. Y ' ! place, in which hope he is greatly encour- ions of velvet, and take the oesi care 01
The day passeaas inausinousiy ana as agea, iumiuuuu aimuaiuai ouiuug i v.-..6 . --- --j---- ,
wiftly as usual, with Tom's mother at I in the Maryland Penitentiary. . ... kindness to the poor,
JtSTllere is a beautiful sentence from
the pen of Coleridge. Nothing can
moro eloquent, nothing more true:
Call not thntman wretched who, what
ever else he suffers, as to pain inflicted or
pleasure denied, has a child for whom he
hopes nnd on whom he doats. Poverty
may grind him to the dust, obscurity may
cast its dark mantle over him, his voice
may bo unheeded by those among whom
ho dwells and his face may be unknown by
his neifflibors even pain may rack his
joints, and sleep flee from his pillow, but
he has a gem with which he would not
part for the wealth defying computations,
for fame filling a world's ear, for the high
est power, for the-sweetest sleep that ever
fell on mortal's eye.'
The Man who dares to do Right.
That man who can stand in the breach of
universal public censure, with all tho fash
ions of opinion disgrncing him, in the
thoughts of the lookers on with the tide
of obloquy beating against his breast, and
the fingers of the mighty, combined many,
pointing him to 6Corn, nay, with tho fury
of the drunken rabble threatening him
with instant death, and, worse than all.
having no present friend to whisper a word
of defence or palliative in his behalf to the
rnvilcrs but bravely giving his naked
head to tho storm, because he knows him
sr-lf to ba virtuous in his purpose: that
man shall come forth from the fiery ordeal
like tried gold. Philosophy shall embalm
his name in her richest unction. History
shall give him a place on her bright
est page, and old, yea, hoary far off poster
ity shall remember him ns of yesterday!
Giving a Hint. A young lady once
hinted to a gentleman that her thimblo was
worn out.and asked what reward she should
receive for her industry. He sent her a
new thimble, with the following lines:
"I send you a thimble for Angers nimble, '
Which 1 nop will St when yo try It;
It will last you long, If Ua half as strong
As the htpl which yoa gare me to buy H."
The Agt of tbe World.
A question of great importance with di
vines and men of science at the preset day.
i is that of the age of our planet, and the
different changes which have taken place
upon it, at related in Genesis. One elass
contend that the different acts of creation
took place exactly as described in the first
chapter of Genesis, in six solar days, and
that all things were made out of nothing
in that time. Another class believe thai
our planet was in existence for thousand"
of years prior to tho first net recorded in
Genesis, that it had undergonevast chan
ges, and that it had been long in confus
ion, and was bereft of live, when the com
mand went forth "Let there be light."
This class also believed that the success
ive acts described in Genesis took place in
six common days, furnishing the woild
with the exact orders of creation at, there
described. Another class believe that the
successive acts of creation mentioned in
dencsis, took place in the exact or
der there described, but that instead
of the days there mentioned being
solar days, they wero indefinite periodt of
time some of them of great length per
haps sixty thousand years. This latter
lass embrace thegreatestnumber of learned
geologists and divines. In the last num
ber ot the JSMiotheca oacra, the Kev.
John 0. Means, of East Medway, Mass
presents Ins views at great length on this
ubject, and takes the latter view of the
question, namely, that the days mentioned
in the first chapter of Genesis, if interpret-
d to mean indefinite periodt of time would
reconcile both science and the Scriptures
in every particular, lie employs some
strong arguments in favor of this view of
tho question. Thus, the sun, moon, and
stars, are said to be created on the third
day, therefore, the two previous days
ould not be one of our solar days, em
bracing one revolution of the earth on its
axis in twenty-four hours, with the sun to
rule the day and the moon to rule the night.
This argument is incontrovertible. But
what was4he causo of tho light before the
sun was created. He sees no difficulty in
this. He says, "the mateiial universe is
full of light, ready to be worked at a word.
Chemical action on a vaster scale than man
can follow.Jis taking place every moment,
floods of light are poured lorthv Combus
tion is attended with light as well as heat."
"It may sound strange," he again says,
"to say that the most intense light is to be
found not on the earth, but in it. The
whole of the sun's rays which reach the
earth gathered te a focus, would not be so
ntensely light as the centre ot the globe.-
It stems pretty certain that within the
crust of the earth, is a globe oi fire, at
least two thousand miles in diameter."
This opinion costs neither him nor any
man of science anything whether it be true
or false, but ho departs from reason and
logic, by endeavoring to establish one hy
pothesis by setting up another. There are
no positivo proofs of the earth beinga
crusted ball of fire. We are not depend
ent on the sun for light, ns he has clearly
stated, but he does not seem to understand
its true theory. It is produced by the vi
brations of a subtile medium diffused
throughout space. Our planet is self lu
minous, but in a degree less so than the
sun, for there is one glory of the 6un, an
other of the moon, and another of the
earth. Man's eyes are constructed to see
objects only by agreat quantity of intense
light; but some beasts and fowls have their
eyes constructed to range the forest and
field by night as freely as man does dur
inrr dav. while durin? sun-licht ther can
scarcely sec at all. A tribe of Africans al
so the Bosicsman remain in their eaves
during day; and search tor their tood dur
ing night. From habit, we presume, they
have become noctnrnal roamers men-owls
thus showing that natural light belongs
to our planet; the unceasing throbbings of
its particles produce continual light; this
was the way, no doubt, that light was pro
duced in the early days of the earth.
Hugh Miller brings forward somo strong
argument in favor of the great age of our
planet, and mentions a number of geologi
cal changes requiring tens of thousands of
years to accomplish, which could not have
taken place in the short period of six thou
sand years, as is believed by those who ad
here to the solar six days interpretation cf
the Genesis narrative of the creation, cir
Charles Lycll believes that it must have
taken 67,000 years to form the delta of the
Missippi, and 35,000 years for the Niagara
nvcr, to torm us present cnannei irora tne
Falls to Queenstown.Nearly all theemincnt
geologists believe this, Bnd they consider
they have facts to prove it, so strong, that
thev cannot be gainsayed. Mr. Means
reasons strongly to prove that the meaning
of the word day in the first chapter of
Genesis is an indefinite period of time, and
makes out a very strong case in favor of
tho world being perhaps a million years of
ae. nccordingto the Mosaio account of
creation. Scientific American.
Fran the Springfield Kepol-Uaaja.
Ool Waar, Oct., ISM.
To Onr Folks at lime.
Raw England! aye, lfew iglaedl I eome from there.
Aa4 so I think that I may say Its ejelM a likely place;
'Tie true tbe atones era pretty thick, the bUla are
Bat tbeo tbe aat are pretty smart, the hoys oaeoos-
Aad thea tbe girts, O dear aae saxl I think they cast
I'd rather have a smack from ess than sat the
Br ACorsTA moo ax.
Close your lips over it let it not get
on its vie roisvion that harsh, ungentle
word. Shut yoar teeth tighter as it strug
gles for egiess, for it is bent on mischief.
No doubt, 'lis bard work to master the
headstrong thing. A mouthful of unkind
words is the very hardest thing to swallow,
thatcan be thought of; but 'lis far belter to
swallow them, even at tbe great risk of
snest choking in the act, than to spittbem out.
Ti:i -.. . r . . , .
buiiae oiner ioui places, wtncn may be
emptied and cleansed, the place wbers
bard words are nursed into life becomes
only the fuller of them, the more they are
cllowed to flow out. Let bat the first un
kind word escape your lipsand there is no
telling where the eruption will end.
Ah! if old and young would only lire,
even half way, up to tbe "golden rule" or
to the precept of that sweet song of child
"Let lore through all your astioaeran.
And all yaor words be mild.
how much misery, bow many bitter pangs
of suffering would be spared to all! Pleas
ant words are a perpetual sunshine; and
the sweet flowers of meadow and mountain
side may as well be expected to grow and
thrive when transplanted to a cavern, as
the flowers and blossoms of the soul, influ
enced by this light and warmth, which
play over the countenance, and strike down
into the heart.
And pleasant words are cheap; smiles
are not costly. Tbe giving of them does
not impoverish; the face over which they
pass is not paler and sicklier, it is even
more beautiful and beloved. Pleasant
words enrich; for while they brighten and
cheer him to whom they are spoken, they
reflect gladness also on him who utters
How much more blessed the life of one
who is conscious of having scattered smiles
and kind words about biro than of tbe
harsh and morose man, whose words are
The hoary head Is honored there youth will Dot age like the fabled toads and serpents, which.
uespise dropped from tlie lips of the selfish beauty
For there Ctwat so wheal was young) they Isara the of oJ td whi(.h cused a mist and S hor-
They eery early learn to splj, sad bake and brew sad
And eaake ths very beat of vires, (there's that
aoss, i snowj.
And there la Plymota Hock, yoa know, lae echoo
house sod tbe mill,
And tbere you'll flul the met tin' bouse, snsl there Is
And tbere the men in olden time determined to be free.
For that was what they fought abost, and Dot the
pound of tea.
Tbe cattle browse upon tas hills, sad And good pick
Ferlabor'astsrdysnals there, and that will put it
Tla. tbere the corn suet pumpkins grew, and there
they raise the beans.
And all the folks that lore to work sea lira like
kings and queens.
Tbe men both hold and drive the plow, and by the
plow they thrire,
They want no sluggards la the SeM, so drones within
Who will not toil mast Barer sat, saca soa sad
The rery streams are mads te work and tun the fac
To cultivation of the soil the farmer's not confined,
He takes the weekly newspaper and cultivates the
The boya and girls, so rosy -cheeked, are brigh as well
They study Webster's Spelling Book, sad bay the
O that's tbe land of alnglng-echools, of sppls-bees,
And there wben boys get off the Iras, their father!
use the wiitk
These Western folks may talk about their
streams and pralrea.
But forthe butter to their bread they aeed Kew Eng
land daries; .
Of "cattle on a thousand hllla"thsy ne'er
For Saddle Back U big enough for all the hills oat
Her pork ifllnked In sasauageaand madelnto a ehaln,
Would reach, like Puck's, around the globs and half
way back again;
Ber hundred acre fields of wheat, sod corn so mon-
By these the nations might be fed, but thea tbstls'nt
When in the pleasant Sabbath mora the waring har
The emigrant would like to bear Kew England's Sun
And when they want for school-ma'ams they must Cor,
ornor Slade employ
To get s drove of Vermont girls to bring to Illinois.
And then the school-house ten to one is many miles
ror of great darkness wheraver they fall.
Alone at tbe Judgment.
There is no escape, alone, or in tbe
bepoe- crowd at the judgment day. It is not a
multitude amid which we may bide our
selves and escape notice. At that tribunal,
each man will be as transparent before tbe
searching eye of the son of (iod, as U that
man and Jesus were tbe only twain in the
whole universe, such will be the intense
light of that day, that one reason whv the
lost will call out for the hills to cover them
and the mountains to overshadow them.
will be, that they can not bear the intensity
of that searching andunutterablesplendor;
and such will be the dread silence of that
moment, that each man will hearj he Tery
pulsations of his own heart if that heart be
. . ... , .,
unregenerate.each pulse will sound a aeaui-
knell to bis hopes and prospects for ever.
There is noescapfl in the crowd; there n no
Andaotha flaxen-headed ones most stav at home and escape OJ weaiui; mere i uucscnuo ur wi-
ntai; ent, there is no escape any way; for "how.
Or while the mother boils the pot they roam around I if we neglect so great a salvation,"says the
apostle, as satished that there is no escape
whatever, 'Ishallwe escape!" Urxum-
Prosperity and Adversity.
The virtue of prosperity is temperance;
the virtae ofadversity is fortitude. I'ros-
of hills. Peri,y is tlie D,essino of 1,16 01(1 Testament
.mi adversity is the blessing of the New. which
carrie th the greater benediction and the
clearer revelation of God's favor. Yet,
pvon in the Old Testament, if you listen to
When loving circles clustsr round-I wish I wa. to David's harp, you shall hear as many
."am- jansnian. hearse.ike air8 el-;s; anrJ the pencil of
The Mental Faculties. the Holy Ghost hathHabored more in de
i Tl, M,r;. f,'t;. ., times r,w scrioing me auiicuous oi ou umu wlc
S. Alia ' K " w, , f, , tt
... ..j :.t. : Hemes oi ooioraon. rrospeniv is uoi
wnicu we Decome acuuaiuieu wun iuee- .,- , , ,. - , ,
. . j ?c.i , i u without many fears and distastes; and ad-
I ... i. ; nni mr.thnnt Mmtnrts nnrl hniWL
. , ,.,.,. .cion, uvw - . - - - -1
2. Consciousness is me .acuity Dywmcn w - - noo,nonmrl.- nrl pmhroideries
we become cognizant oi the operations oi ... m . i,. . i;eiw worv
our own minds. . wt nnrl nnlemn mound: therefore
3. Original suggestion is the faculty 0fthe nliasure of the heart by the pleasure
which gives rise to origni-1 ideas, occasion- 0f jje eye. Certainly, virtue is like pre-
ed by the perceptive ucuitiesor conscious- C,0U8 0dorS most iragrant where iney are
ness. incensed or crushed: for prosperity aotn
4. Abstraction is tho facnlly by which, best discover vice, but adversity dotu best
from conceptions of individuals, we form discover v;r.ue. J-v'd iaeon.
mnron'.iiins nf rreneral and srecies: or. in I
. - . I a r.d... Sl,a.
general of classes. -""""
5. Memory is the faculty by which we I The eye-snake, so called from a suppos
retain and recall our knowledge; of the J ed habit it has of striking cattle in the eys
past. ' when grazing.is without exeeption.the most
T : fAllw h twV.1, frnm hpniltlhl flnQ leaSl rCDUISlve Ul "aao.-
II , bU3Ull ID VI. C. l I . , J J u.v..,.aw. I , , . . , .
at. t i.A imAwinii.vA Kf;-i Tt .iihniit four feet loiitr.ot tne Driffnies-
other faculties, we are enabled to proceed to grass green; tho intense green of an tn-
glisn meaaow in eany suuimc..
thin and graceiui in lismoveinrm,
and plague ber,
Or hovering in the corner ait, a shaking with the ager.
Kew England: aye, 5sw Englaadl my glory sad my
Adowa thy hills, when l'ssboy,0 how I seed tocoast;
Thy pleasant flelde of living green, methlnks I see
And I upon my father's farm a riding horse to plow,
Thou art the land of liberty, of valleys end
A land of men where thought is free of brooks and
Tla there they keep Thanksgiving days sad like to
have them come,
Earlt Piett. It is storied of Hani
bal that when he could have taken Rome,
he would not, and when he would have ta
ken it, he could not. And is this not the
case with many? When they may find
Christ, they will not seek him; and when
thev would seek Christ, they can not find
him. When they may have mercy, they
do not prize it: and when they would have
mercv. they can not obtain it. He that
in his youth reckons it too early to be con
verted, shall in his old age find it too late
to be saved.-JfaWew Jliad.
other and original knowledge,
7- Imagination is that faculty by which,
from materials alreadyexistingin the mind,
we form complicated conceptions or men
tal images, nccording to our own will.
","VW,0WWT one in-
recognize the beauties ana aeiormuies oi ---- . - , .-re,,..!.
nature or art. deriving pleasure from the " y at your m .. -
W UIOI . iiiin'" ' 9
tion with which it mingles. , ,
.1,,,,,,-rV, 1-orr rnnid when moving, it 18 SO
instantaneously rigid when alarmed, and
adapts itself so wonderfully to the shape
and hue of the grass or reeds among which
one. and suffering pain from the other.
A Catholic priest in Manchester, 2SV II.,
rofncerl tn hantiza a child, because its fath-
Whisky or other alchoholic stimulants er desired that its name should be Frank-
drank to intoxication, in most instances, .; t. .OIjnded too much like an Amen
or. when practicable, tie a bandage tight a- Bj too little like that of a Catholio
... 1 1 ! . 1 A - . A I J 1 - 41 .. 1 . e Ssa-A.l.-.
round the wounoeu nmo, to re.ara me uow gaint So S8y8 tbe father in a letter to wa
of the poison witn me oiooa 10 me iiearu, yorK Evening l'ost.
give a tabtespoonm. o. par. .t- . . .tains from cloth, the
every halt hour unu, " moment the ink is spilt take A liUl.
time rut, the same ou on ana u , np with
wuuuu. J t . i;nu mora mlllf. ran.
i a rag. ssuu . --j- -
sill kesr ki,w it wall in. In s few minutes the Ink
- I tJ- . . , J
will be completely removeu.
Keep thy shop and thy . shop
thee." ' '