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"TELL THEM TO OBEY THE LAWS AND UPHOLD THE CONSTITUTION OF THE UNITED STATES." Lt Words or Stephen A. Douglas.
tnRBJKC OHIO, WTEDNESDA.Y, APEIL 30, 1862.
Poetry for the Pour.
THE GAME OF LIVE.
BY JOHN G. SAXE.
There's game much In fashion-I think It' called
. (Tho' I never hare played It for pleasure or Lucre,
In which when tn euros are in ceruuu wuui
tions, 'The players appears to have changed their posi
tion, And one of them cries l a confident tone ; '
"I think I can venture to go it alone!"
While watching the game tis a whim of the bard's,
A moral to draw from the skirmish of cards;
Asd tt fancy he finds in the trivial strife,
Some excellent hints for the battle of life,
Where whether the prize be a ribbon or throne
Tbe winner is he who can 'go it alone,'
When great Galilee proclaimed that the world -"
In a regular orbit was ceaselessly whirled,
And got not a convert for all of his pains,
But only derision and prisons and chains,
"It moves for all that," was his answering tone
For he knew like the earth he could 'go H alone.'
Alas for the player who idly depends,
In the struggle for life upon kindred or friends;
Whatever the value of blessings like these,
They can neatone for inglorious ease,
Nor comfort the coward who finds with a groan,
That his crotches have left him to' "go it alone."
There's something no doubt in the hand yon may
hold : : '- ' - ' ' -Health,
family, culture, wit, beauty, and gold,
The fortunate owner may fairly regard,
Each one in his own way a most excellent card,
Tet the game may be lost with all these for your
Unles yom have courage to ''go it alone.'
In battle or business, whatever the game,
In Uw or in love, it's ever the same;
In the struggle for power or scramble for pelf
Let this be your motto: "Rely on yourself,"
For whether the prize be a ribbon or throne,
The victor is he who can "go it alone."
TO JOHN G. SAXE.
"With pleasure, I have read your late poem on
And I own that I've played it, but never for lucre,
With a trio of friends taking part in the play,
For amusement, 'pon honor in no other way,
And I think, from the game more truths may be
Than are drawn from the trick of "going alone."
Ton mix np the cards in a nonchalant way,
Or shuffle the deck, as the card-pluyers say;
They're cut, and you deal from the left to the
right, . ,. . .... .......
With the trump card turned up, and till p-ayed,
kept in sight ;
Then the player whose duty it is to begin
gavt, " m past" if be holds not the cards that
The man who i playing the great Game of Life,
And longs for the blessings of home and a wife,
Must beware lest he's caught in a trap by a shrew,
The cords of whose binding no priest can undo :
Or, he'll wi6h, when wishing s forever too late.
He had passed through the world, In a bachelor
Let the youth who is tempted to quaff the red
Sparkling and fresh from the vintage of Khine,
Or, to drown in the bacchanal revels of night
The goading of conscience, remember tbe bite
Ot the venomous adder that lurks in the glass,
And, witlt resolate firmness, let the poisoned cup
Let the maiden whom Cupid, with Bnerring dart,
From his quiver and bow has shot through the
Not be caught by the broadcloth and glitter of
But be sure that her lover's of worth and good
health, . - - -
Or, the jack may turn out to be an ass,
And she'll wish she bad said, at the first, yon may
p- .. ;
If slander should ever assail your good name,
Or the tongue of the envious distract from your
Don't heed them at all; your duties fulfill.
With a conscience devoid of all malice or ill,
Or youTl find in the end, to your sorrow, alas!
Twere better, &r better, you had let them all
If Satan assails with temptations so strong,
That yon wave and doubt 'twixt the right and the
Resist, and he'll fly, so the Scripture doth say;
But still, despite it, he comes in your way.
Learn a lesson from Euchre which frequently
Pom Vu devil, and foresware, for the future, your
Flay the great of Game of Life so that when it is
And its honors and victories all have been won,
When you're through with its labors and sorrows
With faith, yon may shuffle mortality's coil.
And sleep with the just, till the last trumpb is
Then past to the crown which never shall fade.
Our Story-Teller. THE OLD SUCKER.
BY MRS FRANCIS D. GAGE.
"I sat, Mr. Conductor, when -will the next
express train go to St. Louis ?"
" Eleven o'clock and thirty minutes, to night,
sir," was the gentlemanly reply to the rough
" Eleven o'clock and thirty minutes ! G-
to Texas. Why, it's ten this very miti'ite.
I'U bet my boot against a jack-knife the mor
ning express is off." f
'"Why in nstur' didu't yon get lis here
sooner! Fourteen hours in Chicaner is nnfi
to break a feller all to smash. Fourteen hours
in Chicaner, puffin' andblowin'! I've been
told they keep a regular six-hundred boss
steam power all the while a running, to blow
themselves up with, and pick tbe pockets of
very traveler to pay tbe fireman and engin
eers I :WaL I guess I can 6tand it ; I've a
twenty "that's never Wen broke, and I guess
that will nut me thro', . . Why didn't you fire
np, bid brig: give your old hoss another peck
of oats I I tell ye. this fourteen hours in Chi
caner will knock all my calculations iuto the
middle of next week."
" Yery sorry, sir we've done our best, but
as we are not Blerks of the Weather, I hope,
you will not lay your misfortunes to our ac
count Snowdrifts and the thermometer six
teen degrees below zero, are enemies we can't
"That's a fact," said the first speaker, with
a broad emphasis, and a good natnred, forgiv
ing smilel " Fourteen hours in ChicagerC-
The stentorian voice, sounding like a trum
pet, had aroused every sleeper from elysian
dreams into which he might have fallen after
his long, tedious, cold night's travel. Every
head was turned, every eye was fixed on the
man who had broken the silence. He was
standing by the stove warming his boots. To
have warmed his feet through such a' mass of
cowhide and sole-leather would have been a
fourteen hours' operation. Six feet four or
five inches he stood in those boots, with shoul
ders cased in a fur coat, that looked more like
bearing up a world than you will meet with
ordinarily in half a lifetime. His head Web
stenan, his shaggy hair black as jet, his whis
kers to match, his dark piercing eye, . and his
jaws eternally roving with a rousing quid he
tween them, with a smile ol food humor, not
withstanding his seeming impatience, attract
ed every one's attention.
" Fourteen hours in Chicager, eh ? Wal, I
can stand it if the rest can ; if twenty dollars
wont cajry me through, IH borrow of my
friends. I've got the things that'll bring "em."
He thrust his hand, a little less in size than
a common spade, down into the cavernous
depths of his pocket ; and brought it up full
as it could hold of twenty dollar pieces.
"Don't you think I can stand these ere
Chicaners for one fourteen hours?"
A nod of assent from three or tour, and a
smile of curiosity from the rest, answered his
ques'ion in the affirmative.
" You must have been in luck, stranger,"
said an envious looking little man. " You
have more than your share of gold."
" I have, eh ? . . Wal, I reckon r.ot, I came
honestly by it. That's a fact. - And there's
them Kvingwho can remember tliisehiUl when
he went round the prairies trapping prairie"
hens and the like to pet him a pair of shoes to
keep the massasugers from biting his toes;
I've hung myself up more nor one night in
ihe timber, to keep out of the way of the wild
varmints; best sVeping in the world, in ihe
crotch of a tree' top! Now, I reckon you
wouldn't believe it, but I've gone all winter
without a single shoe on my foot, and lived
on wild game, when I could catch it. Thai's
" Didn't stunt your growth," said a voice
" Not a bit of if. It brought me up right.
These prairies are so wonderlully roomy. I
thouoht one spell I would let myself out en
tirely, but me and mother held a corcus, and
decided that he was gettirg old and blind
like, and it tuk too long and cost too much to
sew up the legs or trowsers; so I put a stop
to it ; she concluded that six foot five would
3o for a feller that couldn't afford the expen
sive luxury of a wife to. make breeches for
him. It was only the love of my mother that
stopped my growth. If I'd had an idei of a
sewing machine, there's no telling what I
might have done."
" You have so many gold pieces in your
pocket, you can afford to get your trowsers
made now. Why don't you and your mother
hold another caucus, and see what you could
do? If she would let you expand yourself,
you might sell out to Barnum and make a for
tune traveling with Tom Thumb, and take the
old woman along."
" Stranger," said the rough, great man, and
his whole face loomed up with a mingled ex
pression of pain and pride; "stranger, I spoke
a word, here I didn't mean to; a slightly
word, like, about my mother. I would give
all the gold in my pocket to bring her back
for one hour, to look upon this country as it
is now. She had her cabin here when Chi
cager was no where; here she raised her
boys she couldn't give them lamin', but she
taught us better things than books can give :
to be honest, useful and industrious. She
taught us to be faithful and true; to stand by
a friend, and be generous to an enemy. It's
thirty years, stranger, since we dug her grave
by the lake side with our own hands; and
with many a tear and sob turned ourselves
away from the cabin where we had been rais
ed the Indians had killed our father long be
fore, and we'd nothin' to keep na and so we
went to seek our fortunes. .My brother, he
tooK down there to Saint Louis, and got mar
ried down there som'cs; and I just went
where the wind blowed, aiid when I'd scra
ped money enough together I came back and
bought a few acres of land aronml mv mov
er's old cabin, for the place where I had laid
her bones was sacred, like. Wal, in Ihe
course of lime it turned right up in the mid
dle of Chicager. I couldn't stand that I lov
ed my old m ither too well to let the omni
b'lsses rattle over her grave, so I cmo back
about fifteen years ago, and quietly moved
her away to the buryiu ground: and then I
went back to Texas, ?nd wrote to an agent
afterwards to e my land. What cost a few
hundred to besin on, I sold it for over forty
loiisand and il'I'd a kept it til! now, 'twould
have been worth ten times that but I pot
enough for it. I soon turned that forty thous
and into e ghty thousand, and that into twice
as much and so on, til I don't know nor don't
care what I'm worth. I work hard, am the
same tongh customer; remember every day
of mv life what mv mo'.ber tinjrht as: nsvr
drink nor fight ; wish I didn't swear or chaw ;
but them's got to be kind o' second natur'.
like, and the only thing that troubles me is
my money haven't got no wife norhildren,
and I'm going now to hunt my brother and
liis folks. It his boys is clever and industrious,
and aint ashamed of my big boots and old
fashioned ways, and his gals is young women
and not ladies ; if they heed their mother, and
don't put on more'n two frocks a day, I'll
make 'em rich, every one of 'em.'
"Now. gentlemen, 'taint often I'm led to
tell on myself, after this fashion. But these
old places, where I trapped when I was a boy.
made made me feel like a child again and I
ju3t felt like telling these youngsters here
about the changes and chances a fel.er may
meet in life, if he only tries to make the most
of himself." -
,: But, boys," said he turning to a party of
young men. " there's something better than
money. Get education, and mind your moth
er. Foller out all her counsels; never do any
thing that will make you ashamed to meet
her in heaven."
All this passed while waiting to wood just
out of Cliicago. The great man was swelling
with emotions called up from the dark shad
ows of the past ; his big rough form heaved
like a great billow upon the ocean. Tears
sprung to his deep set and earnest eyes they
swelled up to the braiu and swam round
asking to be let fall as tributes to his mother's
memory tributes to the love of the past. But
he clicked them down, and humming a snatch
of an old ballad, he trust his hands down in
to his pockets, walked back to the end of the
car, pulled the gigantic collar of his shaggy
coat up around his ears, buttoned it close and
leaned back against the window in silence.
. The cars rattled on. What a mind was
there; what a giant intellect, sleeping, buri
ed away from light and usefulness, a rubbish
of prejudice, habit and custom doing but
half work for want of culture.
" A mute inglorious Milton," or rather
Webster, going about the world, struggling
with his own soul, yet bound by chains of ig
norance, which precluded his doing but a
moiety of good it lay iu his power to do.
All the way through our long, tedious jour
ney he had been on the watch to do good,
lie gave up his seat by the fire to an Irish
woman and her child, and took one further
back ; soon a young lady seated herself by
his side, and as the night hours wore on she
nodded wearily ; he rose, spread his beautiful
leopard skin with its soft rich lining, on the
seat, made a pillow of his carpet bag, and in
sisted that she should lie down and sleep,
'What will you do?" said she, naively.
" Never mind me I can stand up and sleep
like a buffaly ; I'm used to it."
A little boy, pulled np from a sound nap to
give place to incomers, was pacified and made
quiet by a handful of chestnutsand a glowing
bit of candy out of the big man's pocket
When he left the cars for refreshments, he
brought back his hand full of pies, and distri
buted them among the weary group. A
mother and seven children, the eldest not
eleven years old, whose husband and father
left the cars at every stopping place, and re
turned more stupid and beastly each time,
scolding the little, tired, restless cnes with
thick tongue, and glaring his lurious red eyes
upon the poor grieved victim of a wife, like a
tiger upon its prey, " because she did not keep
her young ones still, they would disturb ev
erybody." No bite of refreshments, no ex
hilcraling draught, no rest from that fat cross
baby, came to her all the long night, save
when the big men stretched out his great
hands and took her baby for an hour and let
him play with his splendid watch to keep him
" I'll give ye a thousand dollars for him,"
said he, as he handed him back to her arms.
'You may have the whole lot for that,-'
answered the drunken father with a swiuehke
'If a a bargain,' said the big man, " providiu'
the mother is willin."
" Indade, sir, it's not the one of them can
be had for money," was the quiet yet deter
mened rcsnonse of the mother's heart.
now kindly he helped her o3" the cars,
when at the break ot day, they came to their
Tims all night he had been attracting the
attention of the awaking ones in the cars.
But this kindness and rough politeness would
soon have been forgotten by the mass of the
passengers, had he not stamped it upon our
memories with his gold.
" I wonder who he is V
"Where did he get in?"
" What an interesting character."
"Education would spoil him."
"What rich furs!"
" Did you notice what asplended watch he
" He's tome great man incog."
"Such we e a few of the queries that pass
ed from lip to lip. But tli'-re tame no an
swer ; for he who alone could have answered
sat crouched in his fur ciat, seeming uncon
scious of all but his own deep thoughts."
"Chicago!" shouted the brakesman, and in
an i:isiant all was confusion, and our hero was
l ist in the crowd. Tfie next we saw of him
was at the baggage stand, looking up a band
box for a sweet looking country girl, who
was going to learn the milliner' trade in the
city. As we pnsj-eu to our carnage, we fl;s
covered him again, holding an old man by
one hand, while he grasped the shoulder of
the conductor of another train with the oth
er, seeking for tha deaf, gray Laired sire the
right information as to the route he should
take to got to Lis darter, who li?ed sear i
"God bless him for Iris good doeds!': was
our ejaculation as we whirled arouud the Cor
ner. ay his shadow never grow less, nor
the gold in his pocket diminish, for iu his un
numbered charities and mercies dropped so
unostentatiously here and there he is perhaps
doing more good in his day and generation,
than he who donates thousands to build char
itable institutions to give honor to his own
Oh, how much the world needs great hearts
that are able to comprehend little the learned,
the wise, and tho rich, outgrow the everyday
wants of humanity, and feeling within them
selves the power to move lightly pass by the
humble duties that n ould make a thousand
hearts leap lor joy, and push oir looking for
some wrong to right, some great sorrow to be
assuaged; and failing to find the great wort
live and die incarcerated in their own selfish
ness, and do nothing at alL
This rough man's nature seemed the nature
of the little child. His quick eye saw at a
glance; his great heart wanned, and his great
hand executed his little works of charity so
small that one would have expected to see
them slip through his fingers unaccompllsed -yet
they were done. The resording angel
will have a longer column to set down to his
account of deeds well done, than aft the rest
of the passeugers of that crowded car, on that
long, tedious, stormy night in January. 1857.
Reality in Romance.
A Highland Legend.
Once upon a time, in Barr Glenn, on a wild
winter's night, a farmer and his family and
servants were comfortably seated around a
peat-fire, when the wind was howling terri
bly around the house, and the drifting snow
was clogging up the doorway's. The farmer
knew that his son and the servant-maid were
much attached to each other, but he would
not consent to their marriage. While they
were all sitting round the fire on that winter'a
night, he thought of a plan by which the servant-maid
should be got rid of: so he said
ihat if. before the next day, she would bring
him a skull that was in Saddell church, she
should have his son for a husband. The girl's
love was so strong for the young man that
-ha joyfully agreed to the proposal, although
it was quite seven miles to Saddell, and the
road thereto lay over Bienn-au-Tuirc, She
knew the road well, and all its dangers and
difficulties even by daylight, which would
now be immensely increased bv the darkness
of the r.ipht, the fierce wind and driving
snow, and the slippery rocks and swollen tor
rents. But she did not shrink from the danger,
and at once made ready and weut on her
way. The farmer took good care that she
went alone, and that his son did not follow
her. The brave girl went over hill and glen,
battling with the snow-storm, and tracking
her path vtith the greatest ditfiiculty. She
passed safely over the southern side of Bienn-au-Tuirc,
and by midnight reached Saddell
chui ch. Its door was open, burst open per
haps, by the violence of the wind. She knew
the place where the skull was kept, and she
groped toward it in the dr.rk. As she did so
she heard a great and peculiar ncise, made
up, as it seemed, of leud moans. There was
a trampling of light feet over the pa'.ement,
and she heard forms rush past her; then a
moment's silence, succeeded by more mysteri
ous moans and sounds. Tenified, but not
disheartened, the brave girl kept her purpose
steadily in view; and groping toward the
skull, seized it with both hands, and made for
the church-dobr. The trampling of feet and
the moans continued, and the form3 pursued
her. Grasping the skull she gained the door,
and pulled it to after her. As she did so she
heard a rush against it; bnt she turned and
fled. By daylight she had regained her lover1
home, and, hair dead with fatigue and excite
ment, placed the skull in the farmer's hands,
and claimed the fulfillment of his premise.
The farmer was taken aback by seeing the
girl, having hoped that she would have per
ished amid the snow and wilds. lie would
not believe that she had really been to Sad
delll, and taken the skull from the church on
such a night; so he at onco set out to Saddell
with some of his men, expecting to bo able to
disapprove the girl's talo, by finding the skull
stii! in its place m the church. When they
got there, and had opened the churc-door,
they found within the building not the skull
but a number of wild deer, who, having found
;ho door open, ha 1 nought shelter from the
violence of the storm. The girl had told him
ortke sounds she had heard within the church.
Here was their cause; ami mocha he wished
it other wis.1, yet it wa? impossibly for him to
disbelieve her tak There was nothing for
him to do but to it-Id with the best grace he
might, lie gave his consent to thj match,
and to make as-urai-ce doubly sure, the lover
took his brave giri to Saddell church the very
next day, where she replaced the skull in its
old posirion, and they were m inted nfj'-hand.
And as some of th-; deer that had frightened
her had boeii killed and cooked, they bad a
hearty wedding and plenty of good venison
at flu feast that followed. Q'.tnengjan, or a
Highland Home in Caniifefiij Oulburt R&t.
WooxriNT and Shall. Tiiere arc a good
many people in the world who spend half
their time in thinking what they would do if
ihey were rich, and the other half in Conjec
turing what they shall do as they are not j
Do your best and defy the devil to do his j
How long, oh Lord, how long? SacannaH
tj.vTiL you lay down your arms. You
might know that without ask.-n? 'In Lori
A Highland Legend. All Sorts of Good Reading.
Would Not Kiss A Rebel.
The Cario correspondent of the Missouri
Democrat relates the following incident in
connection with the notice of a skirmish near
that point with some rebel gun boats:
During the highest excitement, several la
dies, most of thein wives of American officers,
were in the parlor of the St. Charles Hotel
sharing the excitement and watching the
movements on the river. A rebel spy named
Chnppel, came into the parlor, and in conver
sation outraged those present by his bold
and insulting language. Some left the room,
while others expressed their indignation and
disgust. Finally he called the child of an
American officer, playing at its mother's side,
a little girl of three years, and asked hr to kiss
hi:n. She bashfully hesitated, when he nrg
d. "Come won't you ki sarebel?" With
the scamful air of an indignant queen, she
replied, !' No, I 'will not"
One of the ladies unable to restrain her in
dignation, cried out " That is right! that is
noble I Never kiss a rebel and a traitor to his
country I "
Several ladies and gentlemen, have made a
subscription sufficient to procure a handsome
silver cup, to be given to the child as a mem
orial of the scene. It is to be inscribed on
one side "Julia Bell Dunlap, December 1,
1361." On the other, "Would not kiss
Rebel. " When peace is restored when the
bonds of Union between the States shall be
perfect when treason is doubly infamous,
and traitors driven from the presence of hon
est men and women, the little present that
commemorates the scene in the parlor of St.
Charles, will be an honor worth wearing.
A Fair Ofteh. A few evenings since, a
justice of the peace, whose business i in the
city, was returning to his home in the sub
urbs, and upou alighting from the cars, was
hailed by a rosy fac'd son of Erin ;
" An, is it the justice ye are ? "
" Thin it's to marry a couple, we want yez,
just down the s rate there."
"Well I'll step home and thave, and Le there
" Never a bit of it ; yer honor is well enough
as it is. Sara, it's yerse'.f that can do it now,
The ju-.tice ao.ompaniad Hike to the resi
dence of his friend, where he found a man
and woman, possessed of the ordinary cre
dentials, and being in haste to get home per
formed the ceremony in a few words, received
his dollar, and took up his hat to depart
"Sure, sir, " said the bride, " it isn't worth
that much money far so small a job, an; its
done so quick. I don't b'lave I'm a manned
woman. Now sir, ye'll give me half back,
'' Madam. " said the justice, with all the
dignity ha could muster, "come to my hou-e
after a few weeks rejection and if you are not
satisfied that yon are a properly married wo
man you shall have all the moaey back, and
as much more. "
The lady has not yet called, and the justice
is of the opinion she. is satisfied that he is a
The Parson's wife has not heretofore been
much heard of. Her husband told this story
of her, however" in a speech the other day al
"One day a crowd surrounded my house
and threatened to tear down my flag; tut I
warned them they would have to do it in the
face of six loaded muskets, which would be
used by men who would not flinch from their
duty. They took sober second thought, and
marched away, but presently about fifteen
came back again diunker than ever, lead by a
young officer, who was desirous to tear the
rl d thing of a flag down. In the meautimo,
I had left my lioue aud gone to my office,
leaving my wife in charge. She came forward
and expressed her intention of shooting the
first man who attempted to haul the flag
down. Tbe ofEcer was blijrhily scared and
" Madam, yon won't shoot, will you ? "
"You had bet'er not try the experiment,"
" G a on g on ! ' shjut-'d the crowd, ,; she
She instantly drew from her pocket one of
Colt's revolve s, and cocking it, levelled it at
the officer's hea-L "Never mind bcr, she's
only n woman," cried the mob. "By God!
look at her eye ! " said the o:ficer, as he made
a lew bow, scraped the ground and toddled
o.T. Pillowed bv the whole cr..wd.
Jons Kandoi.fu tliusc-Miressed himself upon
women and children : " You know my opinion
ufiemulu r.oeieiy. Without it we should de
generate into brutes. This observation ap
plies wi;b tenfold force to yo.u;g men, and
those who are in the prime of manhood. For,
after a certain time of life, the literary man
may make a shi't (a poor one, I gra&f) to do
without the society of ladies, To a young
man, nothing is so important as a spirit of de
votion (next the Creiitor) to seme amiable
woman, whose image may occupy hif heart,
and guard it from pollution, which besets it
on all sides. A man ought to chooso his own
wile, as Mrs. Primrose did her wedding gown,
tor qualities that "wear weli. " One tiling,
at least is true, that ii matrimony has its cares,
oelibacy his no pleasures. A Newton, or a
mare scnolar, may find employmetitin study ;
a man of litetary taste can receive in books a
powerful auxiliary ; bat a mau must have a
bosom isid aad oiuj&'&a rou&d La to cher-
Tmb tnnn! nf nilmmi T'moa oirM flip CI- '
lowing sensible advice to parents:
Boy3 will learn more bad habits, say we, in
being on the streets one Bight in the week,
than all the daylight the week around. If
you want your son to learn to drink, turn
him loose at nights; if you want him to ac
quire a taste for gambling, let him run with
the other boys at night; if you want hhn to
learn everything vile unmentionable, give him
the freedom of the street after dark. Too
much restraint upon boys will react, as the
proverb concerning minister's sons wonld in
dicate; but whatever other liberty yon give
your son, let his evenings be devoted to study,
light work cr some innocent homo amuse
ment Seven years is a tender ago to give a
child the privilegef?) of choosing his compan
ions after dark, but this place affords instances
of such a recklessness in parents.
To make a boy stay at home willingly at
night, or indeed stay at home at all, he must
be made to love bis home " Have it made as
agreeable to him as possible, without being
profitless to you or him, or both. Drop your
dignity and join in a game with him; assist
him in hie studies, and depend upon it, you'
will be paid a thousand fold, after the boy
reaches manhood, for the pains you take.
' But depend upon it, darkness and -crime go
together, eo far at least as boys are concerned.
Not tiiat Mas but Axotheb Mas. An in
cident occured during the recent sitting of an
ecclesiastical body in this city, which we can
not refrain from giving to our readers, !a
though it partakes rather more of a protane
them a sacred nature. A worthal member
of the body referred to, met a gentlem in ou
the street, and mistaking him for a brother
clergyman, ran forward and clasped him by
the hand, exclaiming in tha fervor of religious
" Dear brother 11 , I am truly glad to see
you, how prospes the good cause in your
The gentlemen thus adressed, who happen
ed to be a Cincinnati merchant, supposing hL
newly found fi -nd to be a ijeii'.lcni m to
whom he had been introduced a few days
previouly on change in Toledo, promptly re
plied to the question propounded:
" My dear fellow, things dow n our way j :st
now are damnably mixed. Whiskey has the
blues, oils are picking up a little, but the h"g
market baa got its back broke ? 'Deioii
A StSTF.R is a norir placs: A S o Sat-
urday evening, fatigued by his long journey,
a wagoner, with his son John, drove i.is team
into good range, and determined to pass the
Sabbath, enjoying a season of worship with
the good folks cf tho village. When tbe time
for worship arrived, John was sec to watch
the team, while the wagoner went with the
crowd. The preacher had hardly announced
his subject before the old m.in fell sound
asleep. He sat against the partition in the
center of i.he body slip; just over against him
sat a fleshy lady who seemed all absorbed in
the sermon. She struggled hard with her
feeling until, unable to control them any lon
ger, she burst out with a loud scream, and
shouted at the top of her voice, rousing the
old man, who but half awake, thrust his arms
around her waist and cried very soothingly;
"Wo, NanctI wo, Nance, wo! Ilere, John,'1
calling his son, "cut the bellybaud, and loose
the breeching, quick, or she'll tear everything
all to piecesl" The meeting canic premature
ly to an end.
A Woodes Mother. We have heard of
wooden nutmegs, wooden ham?, horn gun
ihnts, wooden oats and wooden clocks, bnt
what infusion of Yankee ever tinctured n
John Bull to invent a wooden mother? The
following, by a correspondent of tho Mark
Lane Express describes the new invention:
A fine sow; having twelve suckling pigs,
belonging to a pork mercant in Monkwear
mouth, was taken ill and did suddenly. The
proprietor, who is an ingenious character, set
to work and formed a rough model of a sow
in wood, bemg hollow in the confer, the ab
domen being furnished with twelve teats, clev
erly formed of raw hide, The interior of thi
model is kept filled with milk, and the wh le
of the 3'OUng pigs suck from the teats of this
singular looking wooden sow, and all are thri
A SAT.rDtiMCS Cuuatk. A Yaukeo spccii
lator, who had immense tracts of land for sale
iu the Far wet, used frequently to say, that a
gentleman who was travelling there saw a
very old man sitting at tbe door of a log cabin.
weeping bitterly. " My friend," inquired th
gemleinaii, " what is the matter with you? '
"Why," replied the old man, "daddy jist
give me a awful lickin. cas I wouldn't rock
gi-andaddy to eleep." The gentleman rode
off, fully satisfied with 'he salubrity and health
iness of the district to p'odute such unparal
leled instances of longevi'y.
Br sorrow and by joy ; hy joys which are
but bhidows of bright colors ; by prayer; by
influences of tbe ranctu.vy; by yew business;
by reverses; by successes and by fai'iures; by
what strengthened your cor.t'derce, and by
what broke it down ; by the things that ycu
mourn over by all these God is working in
you. And you are to be perfect, not accord
ing to the thing that you plan, but according
to the divine pattern.
A beautiful but rampant rebal bells tried to
make a mouth tho other day on meeting
remarkably handsome and stylish young offi
cer, but her admiration was bo great that her
mouth wodd't stay psuted, S6 broke Ler
Boys. Sabbath Miscellany.
Mant years ago there was good man who
lived at one of the Italian Univereitie. Om
day a young man ran np to him with a face
beaming with joy, and said that hi greatest
wish was now fulfilled, his parents having just
given him permission to study law. "So no
I am come," he added, "to the Law -school of
this University on account of its great fame;
and I mean to spare no pains to get throcgit
my studies as quickly as possible." In thU way?
he went on talking for long time. When at
.last he came to a stop, the good man, who
bad been listening to him with great patience,
said: "Well, and when you have got through
your course of studies, what do you intend to
do then?" ;
'Then I shall take my Doctor' degree,"
said the young man. --
"And then?" asked St Filippo Neri again.'
"And then," continued the youth, "I shall
have a number of difficult cases to manage
and I shall catch people's notice by mj elo-j
quence, my zeal, my learning, my acutenesa
and gain a great reputation." ,
"And then?" repeated the holo mau.
"And then,' continued the youth, "why
then there cannot be a question I shall be pro
moted to some high office or other; besides, I
ihall make money aud grow rich."
"And then?" repeated St Filippo. : ' "
"And then," added the young lawyer
"then I shall live comfortably and honorably,
in hea'tth and dignity, and shall be able to
look forward to a happy old age."
Oh! was not all thi3 to "look at things seen?"
But the holy man had not done. Agaiu he
asked "And then?" - "
"And then," said the youth, with faltering
voice "and then then I shall die."
Here St Filippo again lilted up bis voice,
and solemnly said, "And then?"
This last "And then?" was brought horn,
by God's Spirit to the young man's heart
From that time he ceased to look at things
seen. He began to feel the power of things
A Singular Tract.
A fe:;ny tract has appeared, which reads ss
' What I Wat and W7M ,4 m "Dear
Reader: I once resided with 2 Tim. iii, i, and
'kc& in Eph. ii. 2, acd now my conticnil
cuver.-ation at laat use is itu rtcoraed u
"I bi'.tra one day th'. an ii.hciitauce had
been purchased for me, and a description of it
reached me; you will find it at 1 Ptter i, 4.
"O h' who rtids in Heb. iv, 14. had pur
chased it, and paid an extraordinary price for
it; but to say the truth, I did not believe this
report as I was entrely unacquainted with
the MAN, and long experience had convinced
me that strngers sevir give favors through
iove alo.ie, end friendd seldura gave any fivers
that c:t nv.ieb.
"However, I called at 2 Tim. iii, 13, as my
own prospects at Eph. ii, 12, were ss bad u
they could be.
"f found the house I sought for at 2 Cor.
1, and the invitations to it, which you wiil
see put up at Isa. iv, 1, 2, and by John at vii,
37, are wonderfully inviting to the poor and
"The house has only one door, and it was
some time before I saw the door, at John x, 9.
"My permanent address will now be 2 Cor.
v, 1: but if you call any day at Heb. iv, 1G,
you will meet me and many others. Wesro
daily in habit ol meeting there.
"If you call, attend toVhatJtbe'servanteays
at Luke xiv. 22, and you nay depend cpoa
what the servant says,"
A Singular Tract. "Give me a Motive."
"Givx me a'motive," said a young and en
thusiastic girl to a minister of Christ, and I
can do anything. Here is the true secret of
success iu all enterprise. Motive power has
conquered the world. It is the motive power
which inspires the heart with courage; which
infuse? the will with courage; which revives
tbe hand of action. Tho miser heaping up his
shinimr piles; tho pains-t3king student, who
sees honor and fame in the dXtant future,
with shadowy figures beckoning him on. So
the conqneier, wading through a crimson tide
to reach the laurel crown of martial glory has
a mo'ive. Selfish, no d Jubtl but most of the
u oiU's to'ler3 ha've the taint of scIHshsesa
upou their motives
A Goob Wiys. A good wife is Heaven's"
last, best gift to man aa sngel ot mercy
minister of graces innumerable his gem ot
many virtues his casket of jewels her voice,
bii &wee'-est music her smiles, his brightest
day her kiss, the guardian of innocence her
arms, the place of his safety, the balm of his
heahh, the balsam of his life her industry,
his surest wealth her economy, his safest re
ward her lips, his faithful ccacscHor her
bosom, the softest pillow of his cares and
her prayers, the ablest advocates of Heaven's
blessings on his head. (" Jehu!" what so
" inloosement 1" guess xctU get married )
Cosgsk.-. Congress has but or:e more stap
to take, and that is to pafs a law that t.ia
Government does not belong to the people,
but to themselves.
The eld New England PuriUw, who want
ed the Indiana lands
"Resolved. That the erth is the Lord's, and
that we are His children; therefore, the earth
is ours." S-itis.
A good wife is like a printer's roller the
latter being composed of molasses and glue,
she is as sweet as the former article, and sticks
to her husband like the latter. ' '