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And, thank, that from na r dail y need The joy of simple faith is borne; That he who smiles the summer weed. May trust thee for the Autumn eorn. Give fools th.ir fold and knave their power. Iiet fortune's bubble ri-e and fall; Who ow a field, or trains a flower. Or plaati a tree U mure than all. For he who bleses moat is bleet; And Ood and man shall own hia worth Who toils to live at his bequest And added boast to the earth. And soon, or late, to all that sow. The time of harvest shall be liven. The flowersshall bloom, the fruits shall grow. If not on earth, at least in heaven. The Well la the Sock. "Why, father, what is the matter with yon." Rachel Woolcoot asked this question, and set down the large loaf of rye bread from which she was cutting gome slices for cupper. The father came into the room, the large, stalwart man, in his farmer's trow ten of tow cloth, and he groped like a little child, or a man suddenly struck blind. "Yes, father, what is the matter?" que ried the alarmed voice of Mm. Woolcoot, as she ran out of the bedroom, where she was just laying away the week's ironing. "I guess I'm kinder shaky, wife. Won't you bring me a cup of water quick?" A moment later Mrs. Woolcoot return ing his fingers together, his rubicund vMton. elongated into a look of golem anxiety. . "Not a bit, daughter; Sfth Rogers' heart it as hard as Pharaoh'." "Well, Isaac, we must look to the Lor J in this great trouble; He's on nuraiHe. and that is better than all that bad man' money." "That's it, mother; them words of yotirn are amazing comfort to a man in sorrow." At this moment a cracked, tremulous voice was heard at. the door. "What do you ihiuk I came across this blessed day up in my garret?" "Why, granny, how did you get over here?" thoy all exclaimed, as a crooked, withered old woman, hobbled into the kitchen. She carried a pipe in her mouth, ana a staff in her hand: she wore an old brown silk bonnet, and a blue gown of linsey-woolsey. "Yes. it ain't often I set down here. children, but I was so flustrated I couldn't sleep till I tellod yon," panted the old Mrs. Woolcoot, as she sank down into the arm- chair which her son vacated for her use. ''We are in a peck of trouble, grauny," interposed Joseph, who was very fond of delivering news, whether good or bad "What is the matter, Isaac? Massy, seems to me you all do look mighty struck down." "Yon tell granny, mother." And Mr. Woolcoot turned to his wife. The old woman leaned back in her chair, and listened to her daughter-in law's sad story, while an occasional wreath of 'smoke curled up slowly from her pipe, and tears ran over her withered cheeks. When Mrs. Woolcoot ceased, her motb r took her pipe out of her mouth, laid it carefully in her lap, and, claspiu her wrinkled hands together, sat still, evident ly lost in deep thought She shook her head frequently, and at last she bowed it as though she had settled some purpose in her own mind, and then she turned to her son. "I'm 8orrv for von, Isaac, for I know it'll come like death on you to give up the old homestead, and I am sorry for Massy, for a woman's heart clings tighter than a man's to the spot whore she's lived ever since her husband brought her, a young, unexperienced gal, to his home. I'm sor ry for you all, children, but I've nothing to offer you but the little red house your grandfather built on the land the town ed, Ler mug filled to tho brim with the clear liquid, which her husband seized in bis great bands, but they shook so that he gave him when he fought the Indians so could hardly convey, it to his lips, while bravely at Neck Bridge. It wust comes Rachel stood by, and looked at hor father to wust, you can take that, with the two in dismay. strips of medder land and the pasture "lie says he was taken about an hour lot." ago, iu tbe fields; it's a fit, like, whisper- "I guess we'll have to tarn in there a ed the girl to her mother. little while, mother," answered her son, "Mercy on us! how in the world did it "leastwise till the Lord shows us where come on, f Uher?" cried the pale little wo- to turn about, for Seth Rogers will hustle man, and she peered into the sunburnt, me out without honor or marsy, now he but ghastly face that now rested against the has got the law on his side. You know old oak chair. "Father, you've run he aiu't got no more heart than a stone." against some trouble!" "Don't say that, Isaac, of any man. Mrs. Woolcoot's wifely heart could not Your poor dead father used to tell me he'd be deceived long seen a good deal of the rough sidti of bu- "Don't, don't mother!" man nature in his life, but he'd never The man put uu his hand deprecatinelv. I found a man's heart so hard that there hut a great groan heaved up from his iron chest. Mrs. Woolcoot's face grew pale, as did her daughter's, but it was ouly for a mo- warn't a tender spot hidden somewhere away down in it. Massy, he used to say to nie. it mav seem just as bleak and hard as the rock oi old did to the Israelites, ment She bowed down under the uo- but. deiiend on't, there is a well,of water known blow which had prostrated her down deep in it somewhere, if only husband. "Isaac," she said, taking his tho right Moses was at hand to smite It." great hand in both of hers, "you know "Well, mother, in most cases father was when you took me, a young, iuexperi- in the right of it, and it don't become bis enced thing, twenty-three years ago, with son to contradict iiis words, now he is dead nutbiu' but the little pastur lot in Cow's and gone specially when ho was such a Line to brina you for mv portion. I prom- God-fearinii man; but I can't think there iaed to stick toyi.u, a true and lovm' wife, is any Moses on ainb that could bring to the day when death should part us. I reckon I have tried to do it, Isaac. We've had bright times and sorrowful uns since we've walked the same road, but I reckon the good uns have outweighed t'other, and we've pulled together in all things, ami never had a hard word or a bard thought for more than a tniuit ag'in each other. I've been the mother of your clildren, of tbera that's in heaven as well as them that's on earth, and it's tbe first time, Isaac Woolcoot, that you ever hid your heart from me, or carried a cloud in your breast which your wife didn't share." She was not much of a talker, little Mrs. Woolcoot, but now her true woman's heart fired her lips with native eloquence, as she stood there with the still tear in her eyes and the brave smile about her pale mouth. ' Farmer Woolcoot looked at his wife, and for a moment the man forgot every thing bat the true heart which beat for him in that little woman's breast. "It's true, Massy, every word; you've water nut of sich a rock as Seth Rogers' heart." "Don't be too sartiti, Isaac. God never put the well there for nothing, and I kinder reckou I see his hand here. Any how, I'll try to-morrow." "Try what, granny?" exclaimed Mr. and Mrs. Woolcoot. "Try to find the well in the rock of Seth Rogers' heart," answered the old woman. putting her pipe in ber mouth, and gutting UD. "Why, granny, ain't you mad struck?" Queried her amazed son, while his family stood looking at the old woman in dumb amazement. "Not a bit, Isaac; I know all what I'm about, thonsh I stall keep my own coun sel, and not tell you one word or what brontrht me over to-night. Only don't any of you give up; only just trust iu the Lord and cast all your care on Utm "O, granny, do stay and have a cup of tea We've got some real fresh." "Not to-night, Massy," shaking her been the blessedest comfort and helpmeet head and hobWina across the room; "I've that ever a man had; you've taken the I got to be all alone, to hold counsel with heaviest aide of mv burdens, and borne mvself : only don't forget what I said with my fault, and I've alius felt I never I about casting your care on the Lord." deserved such a blessin as von. any more'n I a frail mortal man does an angel to walk Seth Rogers put down his scythe, took by his side; and it isnt for myself half off hia straw hat, and wiped hia forehead as much 'as for von I care: bat it comes with his blue and white cotton handker- tough to give it up." And the man's head chief. It was a warm day although it sank down heavilr. was wearing towards the middle of Octo- "Got to give up what, father? Don't ber, and the fanner had been hard at work hold it back any longer." for the last three hours, mowing a strip of "The old homestead, Massy, where you salt hay in some low meadow land, about and I have lived so many years, and tried a quarter of a mile east of the little red to bring up our children in tbe fear of house where old "Gineral Woolcoot's wid- God." der," as the neighbors called her, resided. "Our home, father?" lie had a coarse, hard physiognomy, a Mrs. Woolcoot cried the word out large, stalwart, rugged framed, beetling aharply, as though there dwelt great pain eye brows, with dark, gloomy looking gray and amazement in them. - eyes, and his iron-gray locks hung over "That's it, mother. Seth Rogers has his forehead, brown and wrinkled with got hold of an old deed of the land, which hard labor, for Seth Rogers had not yet belonged to hisgrand father, about fifty passed the prime of his manhood. He years aao. and I learned it this afternoon was a stern, lonely man, and the rieigh- for the first timn The orchard, and the hora aaid Ilia heart was as hard as his old house itself, everv timber of which I face. has the face of an old friend, will have to All his near relatives were dead, and go." - there was no heart of man or woman or "0, what'll become of us all?" cried child in tho world which beat with one Rachel, and sank down and burst into throb of love or pity fortieth Rogers. He tears. An hour ago her heart had been was a widower, and childless, for he had like a country full of fragrance and sweet laid his wife, in her youth, in the village song, and far-reaching mountains of de light; and now the mists bad arisen from the sea and blurred out all the goodly pros pects, and the winds lashed and the storm gathered over the young girl'a life. grave yard, and he lived in the great browu house nv toe oreea, wuu why dm uirmj men and old housekeeper a man whose creed and whose so pel were worldly eain -a man without tear of God or love Mrs. Woolcoot took it quietly. The of humanity! Yet the old neighbors tears ran over bnr faded cheeks as she I shook their heads and said it was not moaned out, "0, it is hard, so hard, always so that Sth R girs was a pleae- fatber!" , ant little boy, and that be bad a praying "That's it, Massy! I am gettin' past mother and one little sister with the face my prime now, and I've little hope of ever of an angel Tbey could still remember buildin' a new roof to shelter my head in the olustera of her shining eurte that Its oil a ja. You know that, with my waved in the wind like the golden rod in rheumatis, and the children's sicknesa and September, and her eyes, deep and bine deaths, and failures in crops, I never was as the skies in which midnight stars are forehanded." . . v. . . ' awt.. There were a few old women in "He wou't show tw uy marsy, will he, West Farms who still grew eloquent when father?" wr.mwl ii. tha auft hmkan voir ths snoke of the wondrotts beauty of the of Rachel, while Joseph stood by twist-1 twee) child Mary Rogers, and they aaid. her brother, who was four years her senior, had cared for her with a tenderness and watched over her wi'h a pride and1 love which were like those of a mother over her first-borri. But Mary's beauty had never blossomed into womanhood. One. time, a score ami a half of years ago, a company ot Indians nan made a descent on the little village of West Farm, seated at the foot of the hills. Trembling women had clustered together, with hush ed breaths and haggard faces, in the cot tages, and at last a company of tbe bravest men had gathered together, shouldered their arms, and gone out, in the name of the God of battles, tn fight for tbeir wives, their children and their homes. Jede- diah Woolcoot led this little company of brave men, and earned thereby the title of General. They soon succeeded in rout in? the Indians, who bad stationed thorn selves at the northern part of the village, and the white men lost but two of tbeir number. But that night Mary Rogers took her death cold; for the child hearing the war cry of the Indiaus, which started her from her sound slumbers, had sprung suddenly out of tad, rushed out doors in her uizht dress, and remained for nearly an hour cronclied down on the damp grass, under the apple tree, convulsed with ter ror, In less than six months afterwards, Mary's beauty lay uuder the summer grass and her broken-hearted mother followed her a little later. So. ith all his money, the neighbors affirmed, Seth Rogers had had a hard time of iL for it was a terrible thing to have all of one's kith and kin cut off from them. "St-th, Seth Rogers, I want to have a few minutes talk with you." : The farmer started, and looked round in amazement, as he saw old Mrs. Wool coot hobbling slowly towards him, just as he was putting his handkerchief in his hat. . "I see you from my back door, a-mowin' and I knew yon was good deal interested in what I'd got to say, so I concluded to get over, though it was quite a walk, as old folks' limbs aint quite so spry as young uns." "No, they ain't, that's a fact," respond ed Seth, for want of something better to say; and then he remembered his claim on Isaac Woolcoot's cottage, and con cluded the old woman had come to confer about that, and the muscles of his hard face settled down into iron rigidly. There was an oak tree very near. The old woman dropped down under this, and laid her crutch at her feet. Seth Rogers stood a little way off, silent and gloomy, his arms folded on his broad breast "Selh," slowly commenced the old wo man. "I came across somethin' yesterday morning in my garret, that belonged to Mary dear little alary I" Ah, those words must have been a rod which emote the granite rock, for the man's face changed suddenly, and there was eager curiosity in his tones. "What was h, Miss Woolcoot?" "Won't you set down here under the tree, and I'll tell you, for I'm an old wo. man, and it tuckers me out to talk so loud." ' He sat down on the grass, under the cool shade of the oak tree, close to the old woman. "It cut me up, S-th, dre'fully, comiu' across that ar. I just sot down and cried like a little baby, for it jest brought back the time when Mary's little golden head used to-go a-diddlin' and a-danein' 'long side of ciy Temperance that, I trust in the Lord, is in heaven this blested day, to the old school-bouse where the four roads meet. Was there ever a pootier creetur set foot on the ground, with that face full of dimples, aud the smiles cotchin' apart the lips and kindlin' tbe eyes, and a pair of cheeks that a rose iu the medders wasn't to be mentioned by the side of?" Seth Rogers' mouth, that rigid mouth, was working almost fearfully, and quick changes hurried over his face, telling how the old woman's words were smiting tbe rock. ."And it's brought right back to me the last time I eVer sot eyes on ber, Soth. I dun know as 1 ever told you, but it won't hurt you to larn how much storu she sot by you. lou know there was a singin' school sot up in the rueetiu' house for the first time that winter, and the young folks had been the night afore, and Mary had run over to talk with Temper ance about tbe boys and gals. I wasbilin' doughnuts that afternoon, and Mary was mighty fond on 'em, so I sot the pan on the tablo, telling the gals to help them selves ; aud Mary stood there a cranchiu' 'em down, and bobbiD' her bright head around like a butterfly among clover, and laughin' out O, cant you hear that laugh now somethin like a bird and somethin' like a brook tumblin and singin' over the stones?" . "I can hear it, granny, t can hear '." cried the man, in a sharp, pained voice, while his breast heaved, and the tears oozed slowly out of Seth Rogers' eyes, and stood still in tha channels of hia cheeks. Ah, the old woman had smitten the rock the well had been found. "Well, just as I was sayin', Seth, Tem i perance was a-tellin' what boys looked the best, and which uns I fancied most, when I turned right round : Now, Mary, sec I, it's your tarn. Which of them boys you going to take to ? Mary's face flush ed right up, and sbe jest spoke out in her quick way, 'I'm goin' to takrrto my broth er sew, Alias m ooicoot : l here aint a boy there that's half as scrumptuous and handsome as be is to my mind; and know he's goin' to make a wonderful smart man ; and I never could love anoth er man so well as I do my brother Seth. And yon oughter to have heard how proud and tenderlike she said them words "My brother aetn."' "Did she say them did sbe say them about ma t" cried tbe man, in a voice which was like a plaintive little child's. "My little Mary ! my little Mary !" Then the sobs broke oat and shook bis iron frame, and the'great tears rolled in swift showers over his rugged cheeks. Tbe rock had been cleft, and the waters gush ed out. , "Yea, 8eth, she said them very words, and when I hear folka aay you're a bad hearted, tight-handed man, I sometimes think if Mary'd a'lived, you'd a'been a different one." And tears of svmpathy rolled down the old ' woman's cheeks. "And bow, Saih, I mast tell yon what I come across w tbe old garret yesterday. I was a-huntin' there among some old blankets I span afore I married, when sud denly I came to a long wooden box which yonr mother gin ma the week afore she died. You know yoa was gone off among the mount'ns to hunt up bears then. Well, Miss Rogers and I alters sot great store by each other, and aha (in me in that box, a linen spread, three silver spoons, a string of gold beads, and a num ber of other little tnukets like. 1 hadn't seen the box for years, and I was fingering it over, when all of a sadden the bottom dropped out into my lap, and lo aud be hold ! there was a false piece laid over this, and somethin' like a corner of can vas stickin' out- I pulled it out, and what do you think it was, Seth Rogers t" "I'm sure I don't know, Miss Wool coot." And the man's face was ashen pale with eagerness. "It was that picter of Mary which the English gentleman painted when he vis ited our village ; and it just fitted square in the bottom of tbe box, so there warn't a crack or break in it nowhere. I remem ber, noWf yoor-mother- said there " was somethin' iu the box when she gave it to me, but just then she was taken with an awful fit of couhin', and finally she said, 'Never mind ; I'm so tired, and I'll tell yoa about it to-morrow. Miss Woolcoot' Bui she must have forgot, for her memo ry seemed kinder to leave her that last week." " "O, granny, you let me see this ?" and there was a greedy cry m the man's voice. "Sartin, Seth. It ain't faded one bit in all these years that its been in the bottom of the old box, where your mother put it lor sate keepm', and we all s'posed it bad got burned up; but it's Marv, every inch of it, with the curls dancin' about her neck, and her lips potitin' out just ready to speak, and her eyes a-shinin', and her cheeks a-bloomin' as they did years and years ago." "O, granny, if you'll give me that pic ter of Mary, I'll give' you anything I've got on earth !" pleaded Seth Rogers with tbe old woman. "Will you, Seth ? Will you give back to Isaac tbe deed of bu bouse and land, that you know's his'n in the sight of God, and that you know, ton, '11 break his heart, and bis wife's and his children's, to give up, and that your mother and Mary'd plead harder for you to do than I, if tbey was here this blessed minute ?" "Yes, I'll make it all over to him this afternoon, if you'll let me have the pic ter," answered Seth R jers. "There, Isaac," said the old woman, hobbling into the kitchen, with her crutch in her hand ; "did; I tell you your fath er said there Wus a tvell in the rock of every man's heart, and here it'B proven in black and white ! I don't believe ever a word came from the lips of Jedediah Woolcoot that wasn't sound truth." And tbe old woman handed a paper to ber son. He opened it, while his family gathered eager and curious around him. That au tumn day had gone heavy enough over an mcir nearts. it was a deed which be queathed to Isaac Woolcoot his house and land about it the gift of Seth Rogers. I cannot tell you what happened after wards, when they learned the truth from the old grandmother's lips who told the whole story, stopping several times to smoke her pipe. What tears of joy were shed, what prayers of thankfulness were made, under the brown roof of Isaac Woolcoot's cottage that night. ' O, reader, dealing with the hard and the cold of thy fellow men, remember al ways there is a "Well in the Rock." aud kindly words and deeds shall open it, as Moses' rod did the waters of Meribah. Qodey's Book. Cellef e Initiations. . The annual initiations of the secret so cieties of Yale College took place on Fri day evening last. 1 be K ew liaven Pal ladium reveals some of the mysteries of induction : "This performance is carried on in the basemeut and vaults of the Slate House, and the general object is to introduce the novitiate to as hideous and frightful scene and as trying an ordeal as possiole. Accordingly the students assume the most frigbtfnl disguise they can conceive. Tbey have plenty of blue lights, a coffin or two, and a grave freshly dusc, into which they lower the victim; n guillotine that is invariably cranky and too stiff in the joints to work satisfactorily; a gallows six feet high or more, with its fatal noose ; ever so much sheet-iron thunder, aud blue lights, and sulphur, and phosphorus; suudry irrin ninj skeletons and masks of corpses, and a blanket iu which tbe victim is ruthless ly tossed. These, with incessant yells and bowlings, such as can only be made by a Yale student and a Sioux Indian, and plenty of tin horns, form the staple of the performance, it ;s always ludic rous, and generally quite interesting, withal, especially to the "student who has recently entered college ;" and the vic tims, though tbey are handled rather roughly, are hardly ever hurt unless they are accidently dropped into tbe grave, or tossed so high that their heads strike the ceiling." Humboldt's Aaceat of Chimboraxet. From the life, travels and books of Al exander Von Humboldt, we extract the following interesting accounts Un the 2d of June, the birthday of his brother, Humboldt commenced his ascent of Chimborazo, accompanied by Bonpland and Carlos de M onto far, a young Spanish naturalist They started from the plain of Tapia, at an elevation of over nine thousand feet. Thia arid table-laud was near the village of Lican, the ancient res idence of the sovereigns of Quito. From Lacan to the summit of Chimborazo was nearly five - leagues in a straight line. They followed the plain, leaving behind them- groups of Indians bound to the market of tiican, and slowly ascending, hailed for tha night at the little village of talpi. X hey were now at the foot of the Lbimborazo. It rose before them stu pendously, in the light of the setting sun. Tbe foreground was veiled in the vapo rous dimness that striped the lower strata of the air, but as tbey cast their eye to ward the summit it detached itself from the deep blue sky. They saw above the region of ligneous plants and alpine shrubs a broad belt of grass like a gilded yel'ow carpet Beyond this was a region of por pbyrite rocks, aud beyond these rocks, eternal ice aud snow. As the earth be low grew darker, the heaven above seemed to grow brighter ; their sight was dazzled with the refulgent splendor of the snow.. Early the next morning their Indian guides awoke them, and they began to climb the mountain on the south-western side, traversing the great plains which rose like terraces, one above another, un til they reached the plain of Sisgun, twelve thousand four hundred feet above the level of the 6ea. Here Humboldt wished to make a trignometrical meas urement to ascertain the height of the summit, but it was shrouded in thick clouds. From time to time they caught a momentary glimpse of it, throitgh open ings in the clouds, but the sky was grad ually darkening. They continued to as cend until they reached the little lake of lana Locua, a circular basin one hundred and thirty feet in diameter. It was the most elevated spot yet reached by man on the ridge of mountains, three thousand three hundred feet higher than the sum mit of Mont Blanc Here they left their mules. The barometer showed a hight of fourteen thousand three hundred and fifty feet. Crossing the yellow belt of grass which they had seen over night, they came to a region of augite. Here rocks rose in columns fifty or sixty feet high, and looked like the trunks of trees. Traversing the isles of this enchanted for est of stone, over helds of fiew-fallen enow, they gained a narrow ridge which led directly to the summit of Chimbora zo, and by which alone they might hope to reach it ; for the snow around was too soft and yielding to be ventured upon. Ihe path became steeper and narrower, and at last the guides refused to go any farther. When they were sixteen thou sand five hundred feet high, all but one left them. Nothing daunted, however, the travelers went on, enveloped in thick mist. The path in which they were ascending was, in many places, not more than eight or ten inches broad ; the na tives call it a "knife-blade." On one side was a declivity of snow covered with glassy coating of ice, on the other a chasm one thousand feet deep, the bottom of which was covered with masses of naked rocks. They inclined their bodies over the chasm dangerous as it was, for they dared not trust themselves to the Snowy pitch on the opposite side. Had tbey stumbled, they would either have been burried in the mingled snow and ice, or would have rolled headlong down the steep. The character of the rock, which was brittle and crumbling, increased the difficulty of the ascent Hero and there they were obliged to crawl on their hands and feet ; the sharp edges of the rock wounded them, and tbey left behind bloody trail. They marched in singl file, testing with their poles the stability of tbe rocks before them. I bis precau tion was very necessary, as many of th rocks were lying loose oa the brink of the precipice. Desirous of knowing bow much of the mountain remained to be as cended, for the summit was continually hidden from their sight, Humboldt open ed the barometer on a poiot where the path was broad enough to allow two per sons to sit side by side ; the mercury indi cated a hight of 18,380 feet The tem perature of the air was 98 deg., and that of the earth 107 deg. They proceeded for another hour, and found the rocky path less steep; the with snow several inches deep. Before dusk they reached the Indian village of Calpi, and were entertained that night by the priest So ended the attempt to scale the sum mit of Chimborazo. Fnm Roger eeoiUctin. Table Talk, . Grattan's talk, as preserved by Rogers, is often capital in itself, apart from its val ue as an illustration. Take the following scraps : ' '. " "Were you twenty years old, and Cap tain Cook setting sail, wcjild you go round the world with him ? No, I have no wish to see such countries as he saw. I wish to see Rome and. Athens, and some parts of Asia, but little besides. . . . My Uncle Deal) Marley was famed for the best little dinners and the best company in Dublin ; but when made a bishop he enlarged his table, and he lost his fame end of his enjoyment He had at first about four hundred pounds a year, and his little dinners were delightful ; but he had an estate left him, and afterwards came to a bishopric he had lords and ladies to his table people of fashion- foolish men and foolish women, and there was an end of him and of us. . . . He (Marley) had much of the humor of Dean Swift. Upon one occasion when the foot man was out of the way, he ordered the coachman to fetch some water from the well. The coachman objected, sayiti that it was his business to drive, and not run on errands.' 'Then bring the coach and four,' said he, 'and put the pitcher into it and drive to the well' a service which was performed many times to the great entertainment of the village. . . . Which would you rather pass a day witb, Alexander, Caesar or Bonaparte ? Catsar, as I am much interested about his time. I would ask him (and here he enumerated manv questions about his campaigns,) what were the real characters of many of his contemporaries ; and I would ask him, but I would not press the question, (he might answer it or not, as he pleased,) what part he took in tbe Uatiline conspi racy. ... In traveling, 1 should like tbe lower orders of the people better than tbe middle ones for my companions I would rather be in a heavy coach than in one that carried four. ... Of all men, if I could call np one, it should be Scipio Africanus. Hannibal was perhaps a greater captain, bat not so great and good a mau: Epam inondas did not do so much. Themisto cles was a rogue. ... In modern times Washington, I believe, was the greatest man, and next to him William the Third. .Burke was so fond ot arbitrary pow er be could not sleep upon his pillow, un less he thought the king had a right to take it from under him. . . . Stella used often to visit my aunt, and sleep with her in the same bed, and weep all night. tae was not very handsome. Miss V was handsome. . . . Miltou Hike beat of them all. He is much more poetical than Shakspeare ; and if anybody would be a public Speaker) let him study bis prose and his poetry his prose ia often an ad mirable model for the majestic style of speaking. ... To be a good shot is useful. It makes a brave man braver, a timid man half brave ; and all men are born cowards. But it makes a bad man worse than it found him a bully." From Porson we take these brief ex amples of table talk i - "Had I a carriage, and did I see a well dressed person on the road, I would al ways invite him in, and learn of him what I could. Louis XIV was the son of Anne of Austria by Cardinal Richelieu. The man in the iron mask was Anne's eldest son I have no doubt of it Two parties must consent to the publication of a book, the public as well as the author. Mr. Pitt conceives his sentences before he utters them. Mr. Fox throws himself into the middle of his, and leaves it to God Al miahtv to Ret him out azain. When Pro metheus made man, he bad used up all the water in making other animals, so he mingled his clay with tears. Of Mackin tosh: He means to gefi merest for his prin cipal. Of Sheridan: He is a promising fellow. All wit true reasoning. History of the Grand Ham in a 100 volumes folio, I love an octavo, the pages are soon read tbe mile-stones occur frequently, it had 3,009 per an., I would have a person constantly dress&l, night and day, with fire and candle to attend upon me. (He is an uncertain sleeper.) I had long be fore discovered that wit was truth. Wit is, in general, the finest sense in the world. We all speak in metaphors. Those wbo appear not to do it, only use those which are worn out, and overlooked as me The original fellow ia there- fcr tie Braid f Prfiam. Hackbebbt Gbovk, Riley Co., K. TJ . Oct, 1859. G. W. Bbows, Esq. : The trial of those charged with homicide on Chap man's Creek, which was to have com menced on the 6th inst, at Manhattan, before Hon. Rush Elmore, was continued till the next April term, on account of the absence of some witnesses. There was not much business transacted in court, owing to the absence of witness es and sickness of parties litigating. Some jadjrments were taken nnder the rules of court, but they were not suffi ciently interesting to report. Judge Elmore re-established, or rather sustained his reputation for promptly dis patching business this term. The Judge has, I think, one little fault on the bench; that is, he is rather lenient The great cause of complaint against the great ma jority of Judges is that they are too tyran nical. This in truth cannot be urged TictmsEH, K. T., Oct 14th, '59. , -Friend Brown : There was a great convention in a city about five miles west . of this place, tome particular of which, d some consequences thereof, 1 would ; like the readers of yonr paper to know. The convention itself did not trouble the" citiaena of thia place, aa we f a qmiel people, who attend to our own businesa; bat some of our citizens were amused, some disgusted, and I suppose a few of the faithful were pleased, by the action of some of the delegates on their way home on the morning of the 13th inst The first intimation we had of an ap proaching thmo was a sound coming from the westward, which some might have called music, others the musical attempt of certain long eared animals, which sound was interspersed by yells, screams and laughter. Well, into town they came,, trying the speed and bottom of their horses, instead of their own running quai- against Judge Elmore. I do not mean ities, as candidates for office. They drove that he gives the bar too much indulgence down to the hotel and then the show in listening to them, as it is a merit in a proper commenced, (the above wa a pre judge to be a good listener, but there is lude, I suppose,) ; they shouted, they not restraint enough upon persons who yelled, they screamed ; those who could, are disposed to talk loud outside of the danced, and tbe rest jumped up and down; bar. in short, they did every ridiculous inmg I need scarcely tell you the times, are which ridiculous men would be expected hard here, although Manhattan has im- to do. It was quietly suggested that they proved a good deal this summer ; there wore intoxicated, but that was indignant are quite a number of unfinished build- ly denied. A good Republican lady aid ings upon which workmen are engaged, it was a superabundance of joy arising Lewis Kurtz has recently removed his from the nominations made by the con store into a large storehouse erected this vention which caused them to perform so summer. The stone work of a county amusingly. The most plausible excuse I jail is nearly if not altogether completed, can give, is that they were so full of "ab- It is far from being a credit to Riley olition sympathy" as to cause them to act couuty. The people here, or at least as much like a "nigger" as they could. some of them, think they have paid taxes But, to be serious, when will the people enough to have some show in the way of learn to elect delegate to transact politi county buildings. But the "receipts and cal business for them, who are sober and expenditures" have not yet been publish- honest men? No one would employ ed, as the County Board should have drunken rowdies to transact other busl j' Ti.a. m f1,rfnr he. a "rood ness for them : why political ? I wa UUUC 1UCIO -' T waewa w.v.-i - D 1 . pile" in the Treasury, set apart for a not present at the convention, but I un- "rainv dav." ' derstana mat mere were at leasnwu mm- Old Jack Frost" made his appei""1"169 'uten of the GosPel resent aa delegates, here ou the night of the 6th inst, as was and three more as lobby members. A plain to be seen the next moraing, by word to them : it tney oouia uav, looking at tbe late corn and vines. The our show, they would nave peen prouu oi r,W fr.liar a onf? the water- their associates, xneir coium.ae.uu ...u recent course valleys is now beginning to assume a golden appearance, and ere long it will present "a doleful sight" A German by the name of Shcpp was naturalized on the Tuesday of the Court The next morning the Grand J ury return ed a "true bill" against him for the of- have been enlarged, so a to command them to attend political meeting as well as preach the Gospel, and their talents must have improved, for it took the "poor fishermen" all tbeir time to attend to tha original command given by our Lord and Master. "Oh, consistency! thou art a . - !.. 1 ....J J- V...... fence of bigamy. Judge Elmore sent for jewer- searteiv iouuu .u u. him, and ordered him to give up his "pa- 1 do not wisn unuenuooa, uy lu pers." The Judge, on the Monday of the above, that I condemn the convention it- Court, (as I informed you in my letter or sen, or iw nouu.iui.uu., .u. a . horse little about mem, as political uouom v.n the 4th inst.,) was very severe on thieves, free love, bigamy, esc 1 bi event gave occasion for another lecture, which cannot fail to have a beneficial ef fect upon society, He did not know, nor we had a specimen,) are not among my wishes. MASSACHUSETTS. Emporia. It really needs that one should go away did he want to know, whether the person from Emporia for a while to see what a ,n Court was guilty, but it was practise tow. .there prnino. a-v j n m i six or eight houses in the place, and it wa in Kansas to a fearful extent A nian, whose name I believe is Cava naugh, was arrested the other day on a warrant issued by Justice Rowell, of 8t George, Pottawattamie county, to be re turned to Nemaha county. K. T., on a growing but alowly. People that were not interested, and some that were, proph esied all sorts of fall-backs and impedi ments to iu progress. There wa no wa tr ahrrva-e-rmind. and for some time, af ter various and fruitless effort had been morohos. mist, however, was thicker than ever. j fore regarded as only witty; and the dull BeaanXel Allegory. Mr. Crittenden, of Kentucky, was at one time engaged in defending a man who had been indicted for a capital of fense. After an elaborate and powerful defense, he closed his effort by tbe fol lowing striking and beautiful allegory : "When God in his eternal counsel con ceived the thought of man's creation, he called to him the three ministers who wait constantly up-in tha throne Justice, Truth and Mercy, and thus addressed them : Shall we make man ? Then said Justice, 0, God, make him not, for he will - trample upon thy law.' Truth made an answer, also, 0( God, make him not for he will pollnte thy sanctuaries.' But Mercy, dropping down npon her knees, and looking np through her tears, exclaimed, 0, God, make him I will watch over him with my care through all the dark paths which he may have to tread.' Then God made man, and aaid to him, 0, man, thou art the child of Mercy, go and deal with thy brother.' " The jury, when he. finished, were drowned in tears, and, against evidence, and what most have been their own con viction,, brought in a verdict of not gnitly. LAsav. Herald. BoflOnalW. Horace Greeley, in a late letter' from California, says : - "One of the aovekies (to me,) of this region ia the presence of soft granite putty-granite, if I may coin a name for it Unlike most soft rock, this seems not to harden by exposure to tbe atmosphere.' It ia found at various depth, and I.ktxjw no war of accounting for it - It seems to me that one-fourth of the granite I saw at the base of recent ex cavationa appeared soft as cheese. Is not thia peculiar to California ? " '"" ' They now began to suffer severely from the extreme rarification of the air. They breathed with difiiculty, and what was still more disagreeable, felt like vomiting. Their heads swam, their lips and gums bled profusely, and their eyelids and eye balls were charged with blood. From time to time great birds, proba bly condors, eame swooping down the ter rible pass, sailing grandly away ; and lit tle winged insects, resembling flies, flut tered gaily around. It was impossible to catch them, owing to the narrowness of the ledge; but Humboldt judged that they were Dipteras. Bonpland saw yel low butterflies, a little lower down, flying very near tbe ground. Finally the belts of cloud parted, and they saw, on the sudden, the vast dome of Chimborazo. It seemed near them, so near that in a few minutes tbey might reach" it . The ledges, too, seemed to fa vor them by becoming broader. Tbey harried oa for a short distance, excited with the hope of soon standing on tbe pinnacle. All at once tbe path was stop ped by a chasm 4UU feet deep and W feet broad. There was no way by which tbey could cross it ; the difficulty was insur mountable. To tantalize them still fur ther, they saw that the path went forward on tbe other side or tbe ledge, evidently reaching the summit. If they could have bat crossed that chasm l It wa one o'clock in the afternoon, and tbey were benumbed with cold. Tbey were 19,200 feet above the level of the tea. The belt of clouds closed again, and the peak wa lost The mist grew thick er aod thicker,- and everything indicated a storm. There wa nothing left them but to descend. Halting long enough for them to collect a few specimens of rock they retraced their steps. A storm of hail overtook them, bat a they descended in to a lower atmsphere it changed into snow. When tbey bad reached tbe little lake of Tana Cocha, where they left their sole, they found the ground covered are consulted as the wise." It would be unfair to draw further oh thia little volume. We have indicated and proved it worth. . Its fault, if it be a fault, ia that it is all essence requiring, therefore, some slight knowledge or im- acnnation in the reader for its full relish. No one will hereafter write of the cele brated men alluded to in these pages with out having a perfect master of Rogers' "Recollections." Qr Our Railroad ia now graded nearly two miles and the work goes bravely on, The last mile has been particularly severe work, and tbe men deserve praise for get ting it done so soon, lbere is a large force of men on the road, and aa tbe heav iest part of tbe work on this end of the road is done, we may expect to see it pro gress more rapidly hereafter. We think we can safely say that the first ten miles from this city westwardly, will be ready for the tie before winter seta iu. Pat your shoulders to the wheel, gentlemen. this road win pay a oiviaena irom tue time the can commence to ran. Doni phan Tort. frr The Rev. Charles . Kingsley has nearly completed a new novel, which treat Of one of . the most interesting epochs in English history, in the tone and temper of Wettuant no. i ne mciaeDt on bich the plot of the new novel wui rest the "Pilarimaae of Grant" i one of the most dramatic and impressive pass ares in the ereat struggle between medi eval and modern Catholicism for the ma- terr in Eneland : and the vigorous p is- aions enlisted in that struggle could find no fitter Interpreter in the present sge than tha author of Hypatia ana ot AUm Lode. - - ' - - - A preparation is In use in Scot land to prevent pitting from small pox. The Glasgow Medical Society report that it ha been repeatedly used with success. The preparation consists of glycerine, ni. trate of tilvar and eollodton, - , charge (with three or four other persons) mftde, tho opinion became prevalent that ,. y j... .v . I tha nni wnrs to nnrsuem getting it wa 01 taking money auu goouevu mo iu. j r -, . , fl, '., t, .f K,.i, a nortlxrn or wuthern one, and the mean, of $1,500. Sheriff Rodger, of Nemaha . ThU n,aw,ity was fi- county, arrested him at Fort Riley, but najly reueved by the discovery of an ex he made good his escape, jrro. iem., on the cellent well-fountain, at slight depth, and Big Blue, near Abram Dyers'. He wa soon after another, ud . 0 re-arrested by officers E. M. Squire, and rEZ Wm. Moore, at the house of ex-Esq. than e?ef before wuh every prospect of Gillespie, where he stayed all night The increasing her speed witb age. . Already Esquire suspected him from a description there is growing up, we oeiiev. which behd received , gave inform.- pnde toward, otown, iu . i; tion accordingly. He confessed hi guilt (umen of the Upper Neosho, and of the to Mr. Bartlett, and was afraid of being Droa(j country to the outh and west of lynched when taken to Nemaha. The us, now view Emporia in the light of an officer delivered him over to the Sheriff important place with the anenrv of ber bosines Local item, within my knowledge are men w baild np here, at the conflenoe of .-mm 1 1 I 1 . s . a 1 aMama (tn Qnnf)l scarce, bnt l nave maae oa- iai win sd iwg nw. iwmw letter. Truly yours, A. M.BURNS. JW.J ST'J. mwuu win " r-- - Emporia must certainly be TH place, U our observance of the past and judgment of the future are not entirely worthless. www a . B -a TL a lliam En. Herald of Fbbbpom :-Yesterd.y J the Democracy of Allen county and of of the KtMa, TieTibope for all Knd the twenty firth Representative District, 0f useful trades, with skillful mechanic met in convention at Cofachique, for the to manage them, beside a good hotel, together with candidate to be upported bttiU in neat ityie for western town. for the several county offices of this coun- g j the introduction of brick and (tone, ty. The following ticket waa then formed : a decided Improvement will be made sp For Representative, N.Bankins; Supt. on the look of the town wttb Mother of Cmmon Schools J. F. Coalbourne; ewn'. growth. Somi . twelv e orfifU en Probate Judge. Simon Camerer; Register w building, are in cone of erect. n at of Deeds, Wm. Mill.; Sheriff, Aaron ortr rf A. J-J Case; County Attorney, A. Stewart; Bur- many mux- w... :- vevor. J. d. Ltamain: tyouniy laem, i, Tar UU Btrold of frttdom. Democracy Alive tn Allea Coanrf. CorACHiqur;, Oct. 11th, 1859. M. Whitlow; County Treasurer, Moses Neal; Coroner, Charles Fuss man. ftreat enthusiasm was manifest at tbe convention, and our Democrat feel confi- th;. r,.n Breckenndgc county, which compriie aa fine a body of land as there U in Kan sas ja also becoming rapidly improved and cultivated. Her farmer are doing an excellent work in subjecting Ihe soil, dent of the success of the entire ticket building boose, fencing and providing Before the close of the convention, Mr. Hankins was called upon, to which call he responded, accepting the nomination. and pledging hi individual support in fa vor of the wholr ticket Witb three cheers for untiring Democracy, convention adjourned. JOHN P. GOODIN, Pre. W. Y. Majmw, SeCy. - other comfort and convenience tor a permanent home. Tbey are doing tbeir part towards making this th "garden-spot of Kansas." Emporia Neiu. , ., GST Bev. Dr. Lyman Beecher'e autobi ography ia in preparation. St i said to be deeply interesting, and the correspon dence in it embrace unique and enter- tainino lattera from various scion of tb renowned family of which he to the yea erable father. It will be published ia a few months. -i . : :j fjjr Iron freight car ar coming Into use on the Ohio railroad. Foar or fiva have been constructed, ana ar ioum m T Fanny Fern ia said to bay nearly answer well The entire car weighsotuy completed a new atory of considerable H,w po". w,nv " .u"'' 'Ti lenjrth, which U to be puUUhed by Ma- baggage car welgba H5W to W.WO son Brothers. j I pot4. OCT A large body of land, 82,000 acres, lying in the counties of Highland, Ran dolph and Pendleton, Vs., has been sold for $60,000 to a Northern Emigration So ciety, who design settling npon it V h si h . n S- 1 u 1 1 11 i ! u 1 i IT- i r 11 k i I I'M 4; ill I v i ,i r