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TI1E OLD TURNPIKE.
We bear no more the clanging hoof,
And the stage-coach rattling by ;
For tho steam king rales the traveled wrld,
And the old pike's left to die.
The grass creeps o"er the flinty path,
And the stealthy daisies steal
Whero once tho stage horse, day by day
lifted his iron heel.
Xo more the weary tager dreada
Tbe toil of the coming morn ;
No more the bustling landlord runs
At the sound of the echoing horn ;
Tor the dust lies still upon the road,
And bright-eyed children play
Where once tbe clattering hoof end whec
Rattled along the way.
Xo more we hear the cracking whip,
Or the strong wheel's rumbling sound ;
And, ah, the water drives us on,
And an iron horse is found ?
The coach stands rustling in the yard,
And the horse has sought the plough ;
We have spanned tho earth with an irou ril,
And the steam king rules us now !
The old turnpike is a pike no mora,
Wide open stands the gate ; ;
We have made us a road for our horeo to strlot
Which we ride at a flying rate; h is,
We have flU'd up the valleys and level'd he
And tunneled the mountain side;
And round the rough crag's diziy verge
Fearlessly onward we ride!
On on with a haughty front!
A pmT. a shriek, and a bound ; '
While tho tardy echoes wake too Iato
To babble back tho sound ; -
And tiie-eld pike read is left alono, t
And the stagers seek the plow;
We havo circled tbe earth with an iron rail,
And the steam-king rules U3 now.
THE LILY 0? THE VALLEY.
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"What an angel!" "2ay ramer a my vi me
The speakers were two young sportsmon in
the Highlands of Scotland, who, wearied by a
in Aav Khnotinp-. wero artnroaching a hill
side spring, famous in that wild district for the
coldaess and pureness of its water3. They had
just reached tho brow of the elevation over
looking tho rural fountain, when the sight of a
young girl, in the first blush of womanly beau
ty, sitting by the spring,drew theso ejaculations
from them in succession. As they srke they
stopped, by a common inpulso to gaze on the
fair vision a moment before it should be dissi
pated, which they knew it wonl 1 on their ?p-
The young girl was sitting on a low reck that
rnso bv the side of tho fountain, her dimpled
elbow resting on tho cliff, and her head lean
ing on her hand. The attitude was one oi na
fnr' own choosing, and graceful in tho ex
treme. as all such -careless postures arc. The
r, of the maiden was slight and sylph-like,
yet exquisitely proportioned ; nor could Canova
have modelled a bust of more undulating out-
im ft rounder and fairer arm
"See, was I not right?" said 'the last of tho
two sneakers, in a whisper to ht3 companion.
"She has been gathering lillies ; thero are some
ftni in her hand, and a bunch nestles m ner do
sora, but only to be outvied by the. purity
firmi rwl if
"Yes, Duncan, she is more than an angel
ia a necrless Scottish lass a my oi iue
ilv indood- Wht. pity, so much beauty
was not noble born!'
"Tush!" replied bis companionimpatient
ly ; "Burns says
: The rank.is but the guinea stamp
t.o mn' tho irowd for a' that;
. . , - i - lnifr wr.man is a born
fl!4. tO my UaiUilUB, o iv.v.;
a:,i, 10 u., " ' f mind
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He naa oeen ieamnK - "Reding,
5Poke, and now, preparatory to procee ling
threw it on his shoulder. U nioriunateij ic
threw ,t on his s
gger naucaug- ne
vreni on, logins l" "
staggard and fell
OOoa neavens : cr.eu ,v
springing to his assistance, and lilting ui
wounded man vr. "Are you killed ? Do you
hear rae. Donald? Merciful Father!" he ex
claimed, as he saw no sign of life in hia friend,"
what shall we do ? ne is dead or dying, and no
aid to be had for miles !"
Tho vountr cirl we have described had been
buried in a profound reverie, but at the report
of the gun she started liko a frightened Dim,
ceoded. In a moment sne caugn Bign
wounded man lying on the heather above her,
while his friend, kneeling" on one knee, sup
ported the head of thi sufferer. Immediately
that tho sportsman saw the girl was watching
him, he shouted and waved hia arm for help.
When was woman's ear ever deaf to Uic call
of suffering? The timid Scottish maiden, who
but a moment before was on the point of flying,
now turned and began to ascend the hill-side,
fleet and graceful as a young doe.
"My poor friend," said the sportsman, po
litely dofliing his hat as she approached, "has
met with an unfortunate accident, and I do not
know what to do, or where to bear him.'
A deep blush dyed tho girl's cheek as she
encountered the gazo of a stranger, but it pas
sed off immediately, and with a presence of
mind worthy of ono older, she stooped down to
see if the wounded man was dead.
The face she beheld was as handsome a man
ly countenance as the sun ever shone upon ;
and perhaps she thought so, for the blush again
came to her cheek. The features were cast in
a lofty, almost heroic mould, and were indica
tive of a character at once firm and elevated,
a something above the mere fine gentleman,
which was evidently his social rank.
"Ho breathes still," she said, as 6he broko
off a delicate leaf from one of her lillics and
held it to his nostril; and looking at his com
panion sho continued, "do you think you
could carry him to the spring ?"
The sportsman answered by carefully lifting
his friend up in his arms and bearing him down
the hill-side tho young girl flollowing.
"Place him here," she said pointing to the
slightly elevated bank, "and lean hia head
against the rock. Everything,," she continu
ed, "now depends on you getting a surgeon
soon. If you will follow that path to your
right around the turn of tho hill, you will find
our cabin. There is a pony thero which you
can take, and ride to the little town of Aber
nethy, some five miles off, whero, fortunately,
a surgeon may be had. At the cabin you will
find a shepherd or two tell them to bring me
somo bed-clothes and a settee, on which to car
ry your friend to the house. It is an humble
place, but better than the hill side. By the
time yon get back with tho surgeon we shall
have your friend in a comfortable bed, and I
hope doing better."
When ho had vanished around the hill tho
young girl took some water in her hands, and
bathed the face of the wounded man. But he
etill lay insensible. After having persisted in
'h'xrr tcrn. rvi wniiimi, any SfglJSTWr
lifo being perceptible, the tears began to fall
thick and fast from her lovely ey' " "-" '
Alas," she said, "ho is dead! What if he
has a mother, or one. dearer still! And yet
but half an hour ago he was in the full strength
of health and manhood. It cannot be I have
heard," she continued, eagerly, as if a sudden
thought had struck'her, and she began to open
is vest to get at the wound, "that my grand-
,iro died at Culloden from the blood coagula-
ing in tho wound, when, if a surgeon had
Wn bv. he misht have been saved. What if
Us should be tho case here?"
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She had by this time bared sufficient of his
prson to get at tho orifice of the wound. The
d;rk gore had almost stiflv'd about it. She
ged at it an instant, the tears falling fast in
wmanly sympathy, and then a sudden idea
sooncd to strike her. She stooped down, and
teiderly approaching the wound, commenced
tsn r.rm resiled Wood. She had
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when the wounded man stirred, and opening
hh eyes Used them earnestly upon her.
iho started from her kneeling posturo cov-
cnx with beautiful confusion. For a while
the :ense of maidenly shame oven overcame
her jy at his recovery, and sho could not meet
"Wicrc am I?" ho inquired, for his memo
ry watyet vague. "TV hat spirit from heaven
are yc 7 Ah ! I remember my gun went off.
But Wiere js Ilarry ?"
Thc.;oung girl had now in a measure recov
ered frtn her embarrassment. "If you meant
your frigid," she said, half timidly, and in a
a voice tiat sounded to the ears of the sufferer
inexprcssi.iy sweet, "he is gone for a surgeon.
I have com-nted to watch by you till some
shepherds cVnc to carry you to onrabin.
"And here tly come, Heaven bo blessed!"
sho exclaimed clasping her hands, equally
glad to concludv this embarrassing teie-a-lcte
and to see tho wtme(j man placed in a situa
tion of more cornet.
"Heaven bless yt. " said the sufferer, with
emphasis, giving her look which brought the
SUVtU iuy inc.
In a few moments thoaed man was pla-
brought ti, Sherds.
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jttie cavalcade weHcd its way toward
the calnn. The maiden wakd lust, and by her
... ,it,, ,,n .rftVlov. iv. ..n:..
and the dumb animals, with a inse almost hu
aa if annreciatinz her thin. to their
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master, looked up affoctionatelyto her face
every few steps
Tki oaV.it! was like those existing torvwhere
in the liignianus naoii-a.-tion,
but was both larger than usual, an adorn
ed with more taste inside. - ine wouna man
as he was borno into an inner chambf of
which tho house had apparently at leasto
noticed, with some surprise, over the fireplKe
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In about two hours the irieu-j v m nun.
leturned, bringing with him the surgoon, who
yas closeted with his patient for moro than an
lour, and when ho camo forth tho young girl
wis still awake, sitting anxiously by the fire,
h company with a middle-aged woman, the
yfe of one of the-shepherds.
; "Oh, Miss Helen," said tho old surgeon, an-
srering the inquiry of her eyes, "you have
sived the life of as braw a lad as ever shot a
iuir-cock stalked a red deer. I know all
iout it, ye see, lassie; ".then seeing that Helen
wis ready to cry with sheer vexation, he con-
tilued, "but it's in tho bluid, it's in the bluid:
yecame of a generous and gallant race," and
he patted her head as a father would that of a
faforito daughter, adding, as if to himself,
".is a pity the Southron has the broad acres
tint were once her ancestors ; and that she,
coning of a chieftain's line, should have rtoth
ingbnt a cabin and a few bits of hill-side for a
floik or two of sheep. "
Ielen did not hear theso last remarks, for
thdold man sjK)ke in a whisper, and she had
rise, now that she knew tho result, to retire,
for ihe feared the other young sportsman would
cona out. :
Te next day the wounded man was pro-
nouiced better, but still in a Very critical situ
ation and his removal was expressly forbidden
by tie old surgeon.
"le nioun keep him here awhilo yet lassie,"
he sad, addressing Helen ; "and I'm almost
persnidcd ye'el hao to be his nurse. He hae
nac biters, or mother to send for. it seems: and
and mn are very rough nurses, ye ken. Mrs.
Colinsis here, and will nae doubt help; but yc
maun le his nurse, maist of the time, yeerself.
AweeJ aweel, don't look frightened; 'tis what
can't Jo helped-"
I Anj so, Helen, timid and embarrascd, was
bmpfllud, from the urgent necessity of tho
4ise, to attend 0:1 tho wounded man. His
MOJid indeed remained to assist in nursing
m ; but the invalid, with the whim of a sick"
fl:Ul, SOOIl bocr.in to rr-fnsr hi iinrlipiii.-a
Tfis administered by the hand of Helen, and
spetcned by her smile. Moreover, until the
anger was over, his friend watched every
itrht at his bedside, and in consequence re
ef iring a portion of tho day for rest, Helen
w.i necessarily left alono, fur hours, with the
winded man. Tho surgeon, for the first two
weis, came every day to see his patient; but,
aftoVhis, visited him loss frequently.
is getting along weel enough now," he
'"MiGilav.' when Helen followed him out of
the rW to ask Ids opinion.-...." All he needs ia
gie niin ah, Ja.ssic," ho continued, smiling
arciiiyna shaking his grey head, "I would,
inyseFjte a'njost willing to be on a sick bed
for a flnight, if I could hae two sucii con
watchin. rue. .
It waiot long after this, for ho now mend
ed rapid', that tho invalid began to sit up,
and verjioon he could totter to the window,
and looWt. In a day or two more ho found
his wayl the cottage door, where, sitting in
a chair,! inhaled the delicious mountain air,
for an hjt- or so at noon-day. His friend,
when thnvalid was thus far convalescent,
took to 1 gun again, and went out for game;
and so ln and her guest wero frequently
It is iMto be supposed that this intimacy
between! two congenial spirits could go on
j without!.;, on one side at least.
! A v'
fit I ever thank you sufficiently,
nelen Fid Donald, onj day, looking at lier
fondly. I have never dared to ' allude to it
since, fifth I have thought of it fifty limes
daily; boour presence of mind, when I was
dying bjfo spring, saved my life."
The bhing Helen looked down, and began
to pick fricces a lilly of tho valley, her fa
vorite flor; but she answered softly, "Don't
talk tbajy, Mr. Alleyne. You would not,
I know, lou were aware how much it pained
me." X '
"Call iDonald," said the convalescent;
"surely fiavc known eack other long enough?
for ou grop that formal name. Or if you
will notji me. Donald, then I shall address
you as MGrcame."
"Donathen," said Helen archly, looking
up,nndlting the cnrls back from her face.
"Bles'i for the word Helen," he said, ta
king hejnd. Nay, dear one, do not with
draw ypiand do not look away for I love
you, III, as I love my own life, and if you
will nolmine I shall ever be miserable. It
is this, that I have been long wishing to
, but never dared."
not Helen return the lovo thus
warmljpressed ? Had sho been with him so
much 10 know how immeasurably superior
ho wa i other men ? Why did she, in fact
shake jhead and persist in withdrawing her
hand. . , -
t(Mieyne," she said, though with averted
face fije tears were falling fast from her eyes
she noger said, Donald "if you would not
have : ;eep out of your sight for ever if, in
short; t have any respect for a friendless
girl ot speak in that strain again," and
she res if to depart.
"Hi, for Heaven's eako hear me," said
her 1(1 detaining her ;" hear me only for one
word'o. Since the hour that you saved my
life lb loved you,and everyday I have spent
in yobciety has increased that love ; but if
tay that you love another, I swear nev-
on that subject again," .
Sho endeavored to detach her hand, which he
had caught a second time, but he held it too
firmly. She still looked away, weeping, but
did notanswer. "You are rich; I am poor,' she
said at last, brokenly ; "you would some day re
pent of this thing. Even your friends would
laugh at your folly." ;
" Then you lovo me,' said ho, eagerly. " Is
But this lime itelcn faced him, and with a
dignity that quite awed his rapture.
" Mr. Alleyne, will yon let me go?" she said.
I am an unprotected girl, and you presume on
my situation." , . .
" No, by neaven, no !" he exclaimed, but let
go her hand ;" there, leave me, cruel one.
You misjudgo me, indeed, Miss Greame, for
your Wood is as good as mine; and even if it
were not, Donald Alleyne is not the man to
love for rank or wealth.'
Helen, whoso pride rather than heart had
spoken, was moved by theso words, and she
lingered irresolutely. Her lover saw tho change
in her demcanor, and hastened to take advan
tage of it. Nor did Helen long continue to
resist his pleadings. Sho loved him indeed
only too well, as sho had all along confessed
to her own heart. Still, even when brought
to half acknowledge that he had a place in her
heart, she would not promise to bo his with
out a condition, ne argued long and earnest
ly, but her answer was always the same.
" We must part for a year," she said. "You
think now, with the memory of your illness
fresh upon you that you love me; but I am come
of too haughty a blood, though poor now, to
marry even whero I might love ,on so sndden
and questionable excuse me for I must speak
plainly so sudden and questionable an attach
ment. You are rich, fashionable, and with in
fluence; I am the last of a line proscribed ever
since Culloden. Y'our place is the gay world,
whero you will be surrounded by troops of
friends; mine is in tho humble cabin where a
few poor dependants have been my only com
panions, ever since my father died. If yon
really love me, you M ill return at the end of the
year ; and ii y uu forget me, " her lips quiver
ed, but she went on," if you forget me, I shall
live here, with the heather and muir-cock, as
I have lived before."
Her lover was therefore coripelled to submit.
But think you he honored or adored her less for
her resolution ? No he worshipped her tho
more for it. There was a proud independence
in her liauiaIimtuitAflJ---rt!trTnrV!11,T,Trne
said to himself, the daHilf HfiUxins who
had tr6 ;ckuurn and Flodden Field,
and sacrificed their all at Culloden.
Two weeks from that time Donald and Ins
friend left the Highland cabin, and Helen was
alone. Never beforo had she known what it
was to be really alone. She continually missed
the presence of that manly 'form, tho. light of
that manly eye, the deep tones of that manly
voice. She never knew how much she loved
till her lover was away.
But even a year will pass, and just a twelve
mouth from DonaId,s departure Helen sat at
the spring side which she had named for the
trysling spot if her lover proved faithful.' Sho
had been there already for many hours, watch
ing with an eager timid heart, half trembling
at her own folly in expecting him, half angry
with herself for her doubts; but now, as the
gloaming camo on, yet no Donald appeared,
nei uuaum sweneu uiga 10 oursimg. ho rose
frequently and looked up the bridle path, but
nobody was iu sight. At last the stars began
to come out ; tho wind grew chill ; and with an
almost broken heart sho rose to return to the
cabin. Her tears were falling fast.
" I might have known this" sho said sadly.
"Do not all my books tell me the same 1-r-Ever
the old story' of trusting woman and
At this instant an arm was thrown around her
waist, ami a wcll-remcrnbcred voice whispered,
in her car "Now Helen dear, cue of our cruel
sex at least, is falsified. I thought to steal on
you unawares and surprise you ; and so went
round by the cottage to leave my horso there.
Had you looked behind, instead of before 50U,
you would havo frustrated my little sehemo by
seeing me coming up tho gloaming."
, What could sho say? She said nothing, but
burying her face on his shoulder, wept glad
tears. I have waited a whole year impatiently
for this day," said he ; " thank Heaven I find
you mine at last. . ' ; -
A mouth from that time Sir Donald Alleyne
introduced his brido to his ample domains in
England ; and never had a fairer wife entered
the splended halls of his ancestors.
In the great gallery of the castle is a picture
of a young Scottish girl, with a half pensive
face, sitting by a mountain spring ; and the old
house-keeper, as she goes tho rounds with visi
tors, pauses before tho protraittd say, " That
is tho likeness of the last Lady Alleyne; and
lovely she was, and as good as lovevely. By
her husband, the late baronet, she was always
called the LiUyoftho Valley.. Why I have
never heard." '-
But you have, reader; and if you should ever
visit Alleyne Castle you will have no need to
be told the tale again. -'
A bot called a doctor to visit his father,
who had the delirum tremens ; not rightly re
membering the name of the disease, he called
it the devil's trembles making , bad Latin,
bnt very good English.
God Seen in all His Works.
In that beautiful part of Germany- which
borders on the Iihiiie, there is a noble castle,
which, as you travel on the. western banks of
the river, you may see lifting its ancient towers
on the opposite side, above the grovo' of trees
about as old as itself. -
About forty years ago thero lived in that cas
tle a noble gentleman, whom to shall call Baron
-. The Baron had only one son, who was
not only a comfort to his father, but a blessing
to all who lived on his fathcrs's land. - '
It happened on a certain occasion that this
young man being from home, there came a
French gentleman to see the Baron. As soon
as this gentleman came into tho castlo, ho be
gan to talk of his Heavenly Father in terms
that chilled tho old man's blood : on which the
Baron reproved him, saying, "Are you not
afraid of offending God, who reigns above, by
speaking in such a maner?" The gentleman
said he knew nothing about God, for ho had
never seen him." Tho Baron did not notice at
this time what the gentleman said, but the next
morning took him about his castlo grounds,
and took occasion first to show him a very beau
tiful picture that hung upon tho wall. The
gentleman admired the picture very much, and
said, whoever drew this picturo, knows very
well how to use his pencil."
"My son drew that picture," said the Baron.
"Then your son is a veryclcvcr man," re
plied the gentleman.
The Baren went with bis visitor into tho gar
den, and showed him many beautiful flowers
and plantations of forest trees.
" Who has the ordering of this garden ?"
asked the gentleman.
"My son," replyed tho baron, " he knows
evry plant, I may say, from tho cedar of Leban
on to the hyssop on tho wall."
Indeed," said the gentleman, "I shall think
very highly of him soon."
The baron then took him into the village and
showed him a small, neat cottage, where his
son had established aschool,and where he caus
ed all young children who had lost their pa
rents to be received and nourished at his own
expense. The children in the house looked
so innocent and so happy, that the gentleman
was very much pleased, and when he returned
to the castle, he said to the Barori,
" What a happy man you are to have so good
" now do you know I have so good a son ?"
itBccause I have seen his works, and I know
that he mugTwa .1 L. ctc r vv
all that you nave showed rae.
" But yon Lave never seen him."'-
" No but I know him very well, because I
judge of him by Ifis works."
True," replied tho Baron, " and this is the
way I judge . of the character of our Heavenly
Father. I know from His works, that He is a
being of infinite wisdom, and power, and good
ness." .. .
The Frenchman felt the force of the reproof,
and was careful not to oilend the good Baron
any more by his remarks. -
W0SK ! W0SK!
I have seen and heard of people who thought
it beneath them to work to employ them-
L selves industriously at somo useful labor. Be
neath them to work! Why, work is tho great
motto of life; and ho who accomplishes the
most by his industry,is tho most truly great
man aye, and is tho most distinguished man
among his fellows, too. And the man who
fogcls his duty to himself, his fellow creatures,
and his God who so far forgets the groat bles
sings of life, as to allow his energies to stag
nate in inactivity and usclessness, had better
die; for says Holy Writ, He that will not
work, neither shall he eat." An iJlcr is a cum
berer of tho ground aweary curse to himself,
as well as to those around him. -
Beneath- human beings to work! Why,
what but tho continued history that brings
forth the improvement that never allows him
to be contented with any attlreracnt ho may
have made of work that he may havo effected,
what but this raises man alovc the brute cre
ation, and, undor Providence, surrounds him
with comforts, luxuries and refinements, phys
ical, moral and intelcctual blessings? The great
orator, the great poet, and the great schoilar,
arc great working men. Their vocation is in
finitely more laborious than that of tho handi
craftsman ; and tho student's life has more anx
iety than that of any other man. And all,
without tho perscverence, the intention to real
industry, cannot thrive, "nohco tho number
of mere pretensions to scholarship, rthose
who have not strength and industry to be real
scholars, but stop half way, and are smatterers
a shame to the profession. .
Beneath human beings to work ! Look in the
artist's studio, the. poet's garret, where the
genius of immortality stands ready to seal his
work with an uneffaceable signet, and then you
will only sec industry standing by his side.
Beneath human beings to work ! Why, I had
rather that a child of mine should labor regu
larly at thelowcBt, meanest employment,' than
to waste its body, mind and sole, in folly, idle
ness, and uselessness. Better to wear out in
a year, than to rust out in a century. .
Beneath human beings to work ! Why what
but work ha3 tilled our fields, clothed oar bod
ies, built our houses, raised our churches, prin
ted our books, cultivated ourmindsand souls?
" Work out your own salvation," says the in
spired Apostld to the Gentiles.
a Deacon's Qvotation of ScRir-TtTRE on the
Use of Wine and Cold Wateb. Mr. Secreta
ry Marcy recently told an anecdote at a dinner
party in Washington, which runs thus-r
He said that afew weetssincc Governor Sey
mour of New York wrote to him, that since hp
had vcteed the Liquor Law he had received
various letters from gentleman in different
parts of the state, both approving and disap
proving of Lis course in the premises. Among
them was one from an honest old -deacon, who
resided somewhere in the center of the State,
which commended his action in tho strongest
terms. The old gentleman alluded to informed
the governor that he was deeply interested in
tho debates on both sides of tho question, and
did not let one jot or tiftle' escape him. He
had, too, ho said, looked up' his Bible from
Genesis to Revelations, in order to see how the
liquor question was there treated, and after ma-,
tnre delibcation he came to the conclusion that
all tho great and good men, as Noah, Moses,
David, Solomon, and Jesus, not only were par
takers of tho rosy, but recommended it to
others: in a word, in Lis researches be only
found ono instance where a man called for cold
water, and that ho was in h 1, where ho ought
to be." This cut direct at old Dives, who was
rather wroth at not being allowed to spread his
blanket in company with Lazarus, in the bosom
of Father Abraham, raised something of a
smile, perhaps wo. should say rather a broad
grin, among the partakers of Mr. Marcy'wino,
at the convivial sot-to in question.'
A Happy Laso. A writer from Florence says
that in some respects Italy is the most delight-
fill n 4 Sn . V. . . ..,-11 T i " . , ,
-u""j j unu. ia a tana, xor ex- .
ample, where cleaning house, washing day and ., i v - " i
all other such interesting epochs in the Amer-"3 . vl s j i
ican calender, are intolerated and unknown.
This exemption froni the great domestic evil i
of cleaning houso is owing not so much to a
love of dirt as to tho' peculiar construction of
the building.. Thus, for instanco, where the
ceilings and wall arejrcjscjocd,-or the latter cot -ercd
witf-"SlIkT7or paper hangings, there is no
need oFwhitc-washing, and where tho panels
and doors are of marblo' or oak there is no
necessity for scouring paint. Thc ceilings
and walls are kept clean by long-handled brush
es. The carpets there are fastened to iron
rings in the floor, bv" means of larire hooks in
tho binding, and thus can bo raised and laid kzZ
down again as noiselessly and BaiWt"ountv. All
covers. In III v a Ia.Vkf" T
tvvi iv. sum wiwiUEg,fo2ni JgYirVs,;--.
is done at an early hour in the morning, before '
the family aro awake for the day : arid so qut-
et!y is it accomplished that to a'6trangcr "it
seems as if the invisible warid of some'migkty
magician had changed all in' the night. '
Served Hiin Eight.
A drunken husband having advertised ' Ms
wife in the Koscinsko Sun warning tho public
not to trust her, she addressed the editor the
following note : . ', . . '
Wno is RsrossiEi.E ? Mr. Eoy: I find la
your paper an advertisement over the signa
ture of T. Cottrell, forewarning all r.prsnnn
from selling mc any thing on "his account, and
that he docs not consider himself responsible
for any debt I may contract. It was altogether
unnecessary for Mr. Cottrell to insert such cn
advertisement in your paper, for .no ono who
knows anything about his character will credit
him on his own account. ; I shall not degrade
myself by replying io tho scurrilous advertise
ment of a man who has for many year3 been a :
drunken iumato of - a whiskey doggery, and
whose reputation, decency, character, and
credit bave left him long since; butia concla- .
sion, I will remark, that I forewarn all persons
from letting Mr. Thos. Cottrell have anything -on
my account, as I have heretofore paid hia
debts and supported him, and cannot consis.
tently with my own feelings and intrest to dp
so any more. . Martha Ann McCary. v
Beactifui Extract. The annexed beautiful '
lines are taken from Sir Humphry Davy's Sal
monia: I envy no quality of the -mind or. in- -tellect
in others, be it genius; power, wit or 1
fancy; but if I could choose What would bo
most delightful and useful,' I should prefer a
fiim religions belief to cvry other blessing, for
it makes life a disciplino of goodness; creates
new liopcs when all earthly hopes vanish ; and
throws over the decay, the destruction of ex
istence, the most gorgeous of all lights; awa
kens life even in death, and from corruption
and decay calls up beauty and divinity; makes
an instrument of fortune and shame, the ladder
to Paradise; and far alove all combination of
earthly hopes calls up the. most delightful vis
ions "of palms and amaranths, the garden of the
blest, the security of everlasting joys, where
the sensualists and skeptic views only gloom,
decay, annihilation and despair. , . . , .; . .
. EFIn a recent familiar chat between Madam '
Aimz and the celebrated Dr. Hcmm, the lady
tookjoccaslon to remark that the men of the
present age, if for any one thing above another,
are celebrated for wearing fals hearts?" "Yes,
my dear madam,1' pithily rejoined the doctor,
and the ladies for false bosoms?" Madam
Aimz screeched. . 1 -.-:. " .
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No ma can do anything, against hii, wUl
said a metaphysician.. "Faith,? wld .Pti 'I
had a brother who went tp Botajiy Ba? agalort
his will; faith and he did.' '.-: Ivti ';:'- : :
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