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THE NATIONAL TRIBUNE: WASHINGTON, D. C, SEPTEMBER 24, 1881.
4 w For the National Tuibvxe. A RETROSPECT. Just twenty years ago to-night 1 held my darling on my knee; Iy star of hope shone clear and bright Upon life's calm, untroubled sea. No doubts, no fears. No griefs, no tears Disturbed my being's sweet repose, But love earest, I watched the West To catch the evening's latest close. Just twenty years ago to-night I thought the sun would ever shine That skies would never seem less bright That love, and hope, and joy were mine For ever more ; And o'er and o'er 2 pressed love's image to my heart, Nor thought my child, "Who slept and smiled. Could ever from my bosom part. Just twenty years ago ! To-night I sit and watch the frilling rain Fast sifting through the dusky light That struggles through the window pane. My hopes arc fled, My darling, dead ; Yet comes he o'er a sunless sea To bring one ray Of perfect day From Heaven's blest eternity. Grif. UNDER BODDAM LIGHT-HOUSE. " Nellie, I wonder why it is that you have not married yet? I am sure it cannot be for want of offers.' Sirs, distance, Nellie's old friend and school fellow, with whose party she was staying at Peter- head, was the speaker; and had you or I been in Buchan Haven cove on this sunny summer morn- ing, lounging with them on the sand, we should have awaited the answer with some curiosity ; for none could deny that Nellie Stewart was a "beautiful woman, beautiful still with the beauty say ill nature, which Nellie Stewart had won I Peter Jones was the old fisherman from whom j the sunken rocks seemed to fill the air, and the ' journal, in which, veiled under Hebrew charac of girlhood, though she only wanted three years among men of more brilliant pa-rts than himself: ! they hired the boat; and Nellie looked up in alarm, boat rocked up and down perilously. Vaguely ters, the Western scholar may discover the of thirty. The two friends had been bathing, but seeing so much of her in the intimacy of his j but was comforted by observing that they were ' she saw her companion writing something inside Castilian of the fifteenth century. London Times. and Nellie's thick hair still fell in wavy masses round the small delicate face. Her complexion was almost too clear, but the mobility of the features and the quick glancing mirth of the eyes redeemed her face from any reproach that might attach to its belonging to the impassive class of i "beauties. Her tall, supple form was seen to ad- and my sister has issued an edict against dress vantage as she half sat, half lay against the ing for the same. Will you let me row you out pebbly ridge, gazing across the sea at a few brown dots almost lost in the haze, which were all now visible of the receding fishing smacks slowly making their way to the haddock beds. Por a moment or two there was silence. "Not so many as you would suppose, Mary," she re plied, with something of bitterness in the smile which was wasted upon the distant horizon. "Then that must be your fault," said Mrs Custauce, keenly watching the face only half turned from her. She was anxious to obtain a knowledge of Nellie's feelings upon a point of some present interest to another in the party as well as to herself. ! "It may be so: I dare say it is. You think I , have suitors always at my feet. No. Mary: shall ; I tell you how it is? Shall I confess? My face Zc -.4-4-. n.siirvl-t 4 r moVn -ii tivy itrili -f-k "Ki inivA JJ3 JlCLlJ tUJUWy.ll l.J UIUAV 1UU1 HlOll tU WU 1II11U" duced to me; in London my life seems in the season one long series of introductions to fresh men to soldiers, sailors, tinkers, and tailors," added she laughingly, casting a stone into the sea. "Hostesses like to have me, for I always draw at I first, I look very well at a distance, and make quite a pretty picture. But men never dance with me twice; not because my 'paces are bad,' : as Mr. Colwyn would say, but because, Mary i they don't like me." J Really, Nellie, you always were a ridiculous , girl," answered Mrs. distance, not well pleased by the tone of Nellie's allusion to her other guest. " No, it is because I too often make them ridic ulous, that they don't like me. Men are natur ally so vain, my dear, that they never forgive a woman who meets them on an equality. My new partner says something foolish to me indeed he seldom says anything else and it hardly needs a word from me a mere look is often enough to send him off, to tell the first friend he meets, Doosid odd girl, that : uncomfortable sort o' girl.' And he doesn't ask for another dance, Mary. I am sure to hurt their pride, and away they go. Isn't it a dreadful thing to have a sense of the ridiculous, and a mastering inclination to use the powers of repartee nature has given us?" finished Nellie, with a comic sigh that had a plaintive reality in its depths. "What an odd girl you are, Nellie!" said the elder woman, pettishly. " Just Avhat my neAV partner says Avhen Ave haA-e j had our first and only danee.'? "Well, at any rate, all men are not of his opin ion ; some come back for a second and a third, and as many as you Avill give them, Nellie;" and Mrs. distance glanced meaningly at a little boat with tAvo nnvers Avhich had just rounded the arm of the tiny bay, and Avas slowly making its Avay toAvard them. "Yes, but those avIio are so ready to accept the superiority of my contemptuous highness are hardly fit to become my lord and master," said Nellie, in a loAver tone. " I do not think it bet ter to rule in hell than senTe in heaven. Mary," with a sudden cry as she turned to the other, putting her hands in hers, "you do not think me spiteful and ill-natured?" Mrs. distance saAv that the eAres Avere brim ming Avith tears, and hardly needed her womanly clearness to divine the Avarm depths that under lay the sparkling cynical surface Avhich her clever friend opposed to the Avorld. The kindly little Avoman administered femi nine comfort in the shape of a kiss, and, possess ing the Avonderful knoAvledge of Avhen it is best to let Avell and ill alone, said nothing upon a subject Avhich Avas Arery near her heart. She rose, sind proposed that they should stroll along the Shore and meet the boat Avhich Avas coming to Retell them back to Peterhead and luncheon. If it is a far cry to Loch AAve, it certainly is a long one from London to the little fishing tOAvn of Peterhead, in the northeast corner of Scotland. Before the herring fishery begins, it is a pleasant place enough ; the coast is in parts delightfully rugged, and where the sea is sufficiently smooth to allow of small boats approaching the base of the rocks, no more picturesque spots for water picnics can be imagined. But it is seldom that small boats can venture outside the large harbor, the entrance to which, when there is the slightest wind, is marked by the breakers that reach from either side, and leave but a narrow passage of comparatively smooth water. To the eastward of the harbor lies the fishing hamlet of Boddam, to the westward that of Buchan Haven; when there is any wind, a rough sea, that would soon swamp any rowing craft save a lifeboat, is always tumbling outside the harbor mouth. You can see the whales spouting out there; and nearer the beach, by the mduth of the little river, the salmon leap faster than you can count their splashes. But that is later in the year. The distances had been there a month, and would leave in a day or two to join some friends in Edinburgh. The party was not a large one, consisting only of themselves, their two children, Mrs. distance's brother, Jack Colwyn, and her close friend. Nellie Stewart. That the party might be made smaller by the conversion of the two latter into one was the earnest desire of the pretty little woman, who was herself so happy in her husband and children and in the little nest at Brompton, to which they would retire with less reluctance than the great majority of Londoners feel when their holiday is over. Her brother was only too anxious to fall in with her wishes; he had dogged the Stewart's footsteps through the earlier part of the season, and now he was playing attendance at Peterhead, when his natural impulses would have led him to seek some spot where the fishing was better and the society exclusively male. Jack Colwyn was a favorite with men, but until he met Nellie at his sister's house he had avoided with some care the j places where the other sex congregate. Jack, in j truth, was better with his fists than with his j tongue, and of course he had never shown to . advantage in the presence of his mistress. He knew the reputation for wit and sarcasm, not to sister's home, though he would writhe under her barely disguised contempt and her unconcealed sense of superiority, he dimly discerned the j womanly feelings which underlay these ebulli- tions, and continued his eager rmrsuit. " Miss Stewart, it is a long time until dinner, for half an hour? It is so cool now." " I will come with pleasure, I am sure,' cried Nellie, who had a genuine and great love of the ' The current runs along this shore, I fancy, and j The girl did as she was told, and bowed her England, Bacon lived a life of meanness and dis water. " Ted," she added to one of the children, in the middle we may escape it." j head on her knees, while Colwyn sat gazing with tress Spencer died in the most abject poverty, "will you fetch me my cloak?" Suiting the action to the word, he pulled his ' pale set face at the white line now close at hand. mon sold his copyright of "Paradise Lost" for Now Nellie felt almost sure that Jack intended ' right scull hard, and ceased with his left, while I The sun had altogether gone, and it was almost ani('ie('i m wretchedness and obscurity, to propose to her this evening. She made a Nellie pulled her right string. The current made dark; up above, but beyond the reef, the gleam J Dryden lived m poverty and distress. Otway shrewd guess that her friend had been sounding ' turning difficult: and Jack, seeing how far the ' of the lighthouse Avas now appearing and disap- perished of hunger; Lee died in the street; Steele her in his behalf, and had reported not altogether i boat is being carried back, pulled a violent stroke pearing. So the' sat a few moments waiting for , was in PeiTetil wariare with the bailiffs; Gold mi f;ivnr!'i'hlv Rlif h;ir1 nn "Khnnrh r ni' pvful in o- it I fr two with his rio-lif Tn n mirmfp thf wn!1 n flip pnrl wln'lp flip rlfivL-np! imtliprprl rmrl Tip Sniltll'S ICar 01 Wakefield Was SOl(l lor a trifle 1..1.... . W... J . -..W ....v.. .. ,..,... ... O-" Jack intended going on with them to Edinburgh, and in that most picturesque of towns, what with walks to Arthur's Seat, moonlight expeditions to view the Grass market, and the lights in the old town, his opportunity must come sooner or later. Nellie had no intention of taking him. True she had a sneaking kind of liking for Jack in a cousinly Ti-m mi1 o Itivi c?riiic?rt tF li-ie rrrxnrJ mnllline hnf J , clIHl CI VI 1111 CI.HOV Ul 11I,J jVWVl IjUUIl 1.1V.O . UUU it was as she had said she was too conscious of her own superiority to be able to feel for the good natured, shy and ordinary young fellow as her romantic nature would have her feel for her future lord and master. Once out into the middle of the harbor, away j from the slimy stone steps and the tottering cur- i ing houses, where the perfume of last year's her- ! rings yet lingered, and which would soon be red- j olent with the bouquet of this year's catch, Col- wyn rested on his oars, and swinging the boat broadside to the town, they looked back at its i huddled stone houses, and its streets all leading to the sea, and the market place with its monument to Marshal Keith, the stout old Jacobite who j escaped from the '15 to fight the battles of Fred erick the Great, and to add one to the long list of Scottish soldiers who for half a century lent a lustre to the military annals of every nation save our own. But I doubt if either of them were thinking of any of these things. "Will you pull us under the Boddam shore, j Mr. Colwyn ? We have never gone up that side ! of the bay." J For answer Jack pulled sturdily towards the , eastern shore of the harbor. The tide was with him, and they were soon lying a few hundred j yards from the sandhills, against which the Avaves j Avere gently plashing. Then he again lay on his j oars and thinking to himself for he Avas prone, I regret to say, as Nellie had hinted, to metaphors of a sporting nature "Harden your heart and ; stick in your knees, old boy!" he out and spoke i his mind. " Miss SteAvart," he added, after an appeal more manly and to the purpose than the girl, avIio sat gazing into the depths of the Avater, aware that she must hear him out, had expected, "I have known more and seen more of you than many men see or know of the girls they Avould marry, and I am certain that you Avould make me happy ; and, Nellie, that my life Avould not be so empty Avith you as it has been. I do love you ; let me try to make you as happy as you Avould make me." And Jack Colwyn leant forward to hear his fate in a A'ery downright manner. " I am sorry," began the girl, in the stereotyped form, finding it by no means so easy to give him his answer as she had expected, for the earnest ness of his appeal touched her, and her eyes Avere full of tears, and Jack through them looked very manly in his flannel shirt and the straightfor Avardness of his love; and the sun Avas setting, too. "No, it cannot be, 'Mr. Colwyn. I kneAV that you Avere going to ask me, but I could hardly prevent you. I can only say no. I do not feel towards you, and I am sure I never shall, as a girl should to the man avIio is to be her husband. I I am quite sure of it; and I shall be glad if you Avill not ask me again or refer to it. Please to forget that it has happened; and and, Mr. Cohvyn, do not let us be Avorse friends. I should be sorry for that. I cannot do Avhat you ask ; but I have not many friends." And Nellie stretched out her hand to him, Avillful little creature, and there Avere softened tones in her voice that few had heard, and the hand that she held out trembled so that his re luctant one could hardly touch it "Yes, I Avill try," he said quietly and sadly, and. looked at the end of his sculls as he turned the boat round. " We shall be late," said she, with an attempt at cheerfulness; "and we have floated so far that the town is quite indistinct." Jack made no answer he was busy turning' the boat's head round ; and a man cannot, like a woman, on these occasions at once disguise his defeat under careless talk. It was some satisfac tion to him to put his strength into the pulling, to grind his feet against the stretcher and to make the tholepins groan with the strain put on them, to hear the water washing Tound the bows with every stroke. Miss Stewart, who had coin- mand of the rudder-strings, said no more, but, letting her hand drop into the cool water, watched the ripples that streamed and widened from her white fingers. Maybe, too, from the corners of her eyes she cast a glance of feminine admiration at the broad shoulders and brown arms that were making the little boat bound so merrily. But after a time she looked up, and, glancing at the shore, said: " We don't seem to have gone far, when you look at the shore, do we? And yet we must j have." Jack looked up, and with surprise for he knew better than she did the vigor he had been ! throwing into his strokes observed that they I were still abreast, or rather but a little on the ' homeward side of the big chimney, which they had become accustomed to regard as a landmark. I Even while he stayed to look they lost the little j distance by which they had passed it, and went ' in a line with it again, ! "By jove!"said he, setting to work at once j more strenuously than before, "what a tremen- dous current there is on that side of the bay ! I ' remember hearing Peter Jones say that there j Avas one at certain states of the tide ; but I had i quite forgotten it." j slowly but surely making way. Jack's powerful j strokes were sending them against the current, j which beat upon the boat as if the latter were J making several miles an hour. But Jack knew that this could hardly go on ; he was putting all his strength into the strokes, and if he made no more way than this, even could he hold out, they would not be back until after dark. " I had better pull out into the middle of the i bay. Will you please to put her head that way ? - "" .... -.-j; . --- .. ....... ...V ..1., it ' hired one, snaps in two, and the longer end has I floated far away down the stream. Colwyn can- ' not altogether stifle a cry of dismay the immi- nence of the danger is at once before his eyes. : The now uninn. c the current, ai 'i, j it into fheo.n a 1 ack, who is aware that .. blowjng all day, knows me the little craft will i o livid.- focf: Y1 i " .J.v v.mjt In 1 ; full well in now float there. Nellie did not so quickly comprehend the situa tion. She too littered a cry when she saw the accident and the speed with which the boat im- i mediately began to drift backwards, but the idea ! of real danger lid not at once come home to her ; mind. She hod never been in peril of her life, and j the iact that she was now m that peril did not so , easily occur to her as to Colwyn, who in the j course oi his sporting experience had faced death more than once. Now he turned to make the best of the situation. He threw over his other scull to that side, and while Nellie pulled the contrary string, tried to get the boat round out of the current as he had been endeavoring to do when the accident occurred. He only did it in the hope that they might be almost out of its influence, and the attempt Aas futile. Then he bent all his strength and skill to work the boat against the stream with one scull plied at the stern, in the old-fashioned manner; but his efforts were equally in vain. Hardly five minutes had passed since the accident, and already all that he had gained in his twenty minutes' pull against the stream was lost; the boat was abreast of the tall chimney again; nay, it Avas seaAvard of it before Jack had time to note his position. He could guess now that the rough Avater Avhich marked the entrance of the harbor Avas little more than half a mile aAvay, if so much, Avhile the breakers Avhich flanked it, on to Avhich it seemed more probable that the boat Avould be carried, Avere nearer. In his pain, as he con templated the almost immediate crisis, there Avas no selfishness; it never occurred to him as a satis faction that they Avould perish together. If he could only save her, he cared little, genuinely little, at that moment to save himself. But to see her die by his side, to see those dear hands struggling and that fair face Avorking in the agony of suffocation, Avhile the gray relentless Avaves rolled on over it that did fill his soul Avith an anguish that almost made him cry aloud. And he kneAv how, though he hardly dared to look at the Avhite face before him, that she com prehended some part, if not all, of their peril. Yes, Nellie could not but see the Avhite line of breakers that stretched out from the now distant shore across their path ; she could not but see Iioav swiftly they Avere bearing down upon them. Already the distant roar of the AvaAes breaking over the hidden rocks came, with Avhat mutter ing of threats to the ears of those tAvo can Avell be imagined. When he gaAre up his attempt to scull at the stern and returned to his seat, she said: "Is there any hope?" Jack Avas a brave man, and that quiver in the poor girl's AToice, Avhile it Avrung his heart, pulled him together. " Yes, there is hope, though Ave are in some danger. Will you Avave my pocket-handkerchiGf on your umbrella? They may see it from the lighthouse at the mouth of the harbor, and notice Avhere Ave. are. No doubt they are looking out for us at the tOAvn," he added ; "but Ave are too far away, I fear, for their help to be of much avail." Nellie strained her eyes across the Avater to where the town could dimly be discerned, and thought of the dear friends who at this moment were probably looking towards them. The sun set of evening was over everything save the re lentless breakers, whose thunder came more and more loudly on the ear. "If a," cried Jack suddenly, "what an idiot I have been the stone!" and he hurriedly caught up from under a seat where it had lain hid the great stone which they used as an anchor when fishing. Until that moment it had been un heeded. The rope was loose, but he fastened it to the seat, and flung the stone, which was now almost their only hope, over the side with all possible speed. Down, down it went through the j gray-green water, checking the boat's progress j in some degree before the rope became taut. "Would it reach the bottom? and if it did, would it drag or become fixed? and would the old rope stand the strain of the current? Nellie watched him with heaving breast, one hand clutching the seat, while the other mechanically waved the sig- , nal of distress. No ; Jack gave a groan as he saw j that the rope was not long enough; the stone , was not at the bottom ; still, it very much stayed i their progress. They were now being carried; along at a quarter of their former speed. Yet he saw that nearly all hope was gone. There were sails in sight, but at a great distance, while the white line of foam was not three hundred yards away. He could do no more ; he did not know how to say anything cheering to her. At last he told her that there was some chance yet, for nearer the breakers the water might grow more sent out in misery and destitution to be massa shallow, and the anchor find holding ground. ' cred in Morecco, to die of pestilence at Naples or From which Nellie knew that all other hope was ! at Genoa, or to find a rest after their wanderings gone, and gave a shuddering glance at the waves, ; in the north of Europe or in the Levant. In the that more and more boisterously leapt up against Turkish Empire, as is well known, there remains the sides of the little craft, as they had not done ' to this day a large population of Jews who still in the still water nearer the shore. Nearer and ' use Spanish as their mother tongue; and the nearer, until the thunder of the waves falling on i some leaves of his pocket-book, and nailing the little packet to the seat of the boat with his knife, i Then he leant over towards her, where she 1 crouched rather than sat, her eyes fixed upon the ! waves, that struck the side with more and more I violence. " Nellie, let me take your hand. My darling," he went on, holding the cold trembling hand firmly in his own, "it will not be very bad. Shut your eves and don't Avatch the water." V.. ,..,.., .. ...-X. ,.. V...,...,.- fc....V., ...V -. .W ; thunder of the breakers grew louder and louder. ' Then Colwyn noticed that they were getting no nearer. Had the anchor caught ? No. The hope ' died away almost as soon as conceived, and he at is in the centre of , saw that the current was carrying them no Ion help arrive, may carry ", ger straight upon, but rather across the front of the reef and towards the centre of the mouth of the harbor. It gave them a few more minutes before the end ; the struggle in the rough water might last a little longer than in the foaming surge, but the end would come, and it would be the same He did not tell Nellie of the change. She still sat, and he clasped her hand, trying only to comfort her by his presence, until he saw that the boat Avould certainly clear the reef. " We have passed the breakers, Nellie; but we are "ohi" into the broken water. The boat must soon be swamped, yet we may cling to it for some ' time, and may possibly be saved yet." She looked up at his first words with a white ! quivering face, but he could not give her a look 1 that told of hope. When she saw the Avhite foam j abreast of them and the great rollers Avhich raised tlie boat up and (Ioavii like a cockleshell, and hid i at times everything from them but the dim gray 1 stretch of heaving Avater and the revolving light ! above, she shudderingly said : "Good-by." Then, A'ith the faintest pressure of his hand she bent her head again upon her knees. He passed one hand round her, that they ! might not be parted when the boat Avent from J under them and then he saAv that they Avere saved. There, there, hardly tAvo hundred yards from them, and coming doAvn through the gloom, ' looking tAvice its size, Avas a fishing smack. The j keeper of the light-house had observed them and their signal, and given the alarm at Boddam Harbor; the rescuing smack had stolen upon its ' errand of mercy, hidden from them by the i breakers until the little boat passed beyond the ; latter. Cohvyn doubted if his craft Avould ride ' until the other came up, though he hoped to be j able to keep Nellie and himself afloat. But he Avas not to save her life. The little vessel floated bravely until the other was within a feAV yards; then Cohvyn turned to his companion. "There is hope; there is life. Thank God, Nellie! Lookup!" She did and fainted; she Avas but a Avoman December, 1849, as folloAvs: "We are at peace after all. ! with all the world, and seek to maintain our The rescuers pitched a rope to them, and soon I cherished relations of amity with the rest of man they Avere safely on board. Nellie recovered in I kind" But Mr. Buchanan almost matched it in no long time, and in a couple of hours they Avere j a speech Avhich he made at the South, in Avhich being driven back to Peterhead and their friends, j he said, "I do believe, gentlemen, that mankind, The road was difficult and the drive long; and Nellie had time to think Avith a shudder of those great gray rolling Avaves that Avould for nights haunt her sleep, and Avith heightened pulse of the man avIio had done all Avhile anything Avas to be done, and then he had sat down bravely and calmly to face death, thinking only Iioav he might comfort the girl Avhose hand he clasped. She reminded herself Avhat had been her morninr thoughts of him with a sigh and a blush. The carriage Avas rolling over the stony streets of Peterhead, Avhen she leant toAvard him : " I told you not to ask me again, Mr. Colwyn, the question you asked this morning. I did not know my own mind or you. If it Avill please you, I can say now, I do love you." London Society, All the world should be at peace; And, if kings must show their might, I'd have those who made the quarrels Be the only ones to fight. Jeanndte and Jcannot. HOW JEWS HAVE FARED- IN SPAIN. Roughly handled all over the world, the Jews have nowhere been so roughly handled as in Spain. Under the Visigoths they had to submit to all kinds of humiliation, and the invading Moors found in them their best allies. The estab lishment of Mussulman rule in Southern Spain was an unmixed blessing to the Jews. They throve under the Caliphate of Cordova and in the kingdom of Granada; their schools were a model to Europe, their wealth grew, they pro duced scholars, physicians, and financiers, and the feeling of respect for them spread even into the Christian kingdoms, so that there, too, they became an important and a wealthy part of the population. Then the old story began to repeat itselt. At tlie end of the fourteenth century they ; were found to be too rich; and that most effective j of all alliances, the alliance between the debtors ' and the fanatics, was formed against them. Mas- sacres and forced conversions began to be the order of the day : and the new converts, given to relapsing when the pressure of danger seemed to be removed, became the favorite food of the Holy Office. At last, a century later, in the very year such is the irony of chronology of the discov- ery of America, there came the famous decree of Ferdinand and Isabella, banishing all Jews from the realms subject to the houses of Castile and Aragon. A hundred and sixty thousand are sup posed to have gone forth on this new exodus, not laden with the spoils of the Egyptians, "but them selves robbed of almost everything of value, and f modern Jews of Salonica read their news in a UNREQUITED GENIUS. Homer was a beggar. Plautus turned a mill for his bread. Terence was a slave. Bcethius died in jail. Paul Borghese had fourteen trades, yet starved with them all. Tasso was often dis tressed for a few shillings. Cervantes died of hunger. Camoens, the writer of " Lusiad," ended his days in an almshouse, and Vangelas left his body to the surgeons as pay for his debts. In ...... to save him from the grasp of the law ; Dr. John son wrote " Rasselas " to raise money to defray the expenses of his mothers funeral, and used freguently to walk about the streets of London all night, because he had no money to pay for his lodging. A MEMORABLE REPLY. It Avas a memorable reply of Phidias, Avhen remonstrated Avith for chiselling so carefnlly the backs of his statues, AA-hich where to stand high against the Avail, Avhere no eye could see any part but the front : " But the gods Avill see the Avhole ! '7 The finest, almost the only utterance of faith in the perfect presence and oversight of the gods, from the Grecian A-orld. And Ave should knoAV and continually feel, that not only Avill God see all parts of our life, the secret, lonely, as Avell as the public, but that often He may make that Aery thing Avhich looks most secret and most lonely the bearer of greatest messages to others; the seeds in them of character and of destiny. Anony mous. A CHINESE SERMON, The folloAving discourse by a coiwerted Chinese tailor, Avith reference to the merits of Confucian ism, Buddhism, and Christianity, is Avorth pre senting. A man had fallen ino a deep, dark pit. and laA' in its mirv bottom, groanimr and utterlv unable to move. Confucius Avalked by, approach- ing the edge of the pit, and said, " Poor fellOAV, I am A-erv soitat for aou. WIia Avere aou such a fool as to get in there? Let me give you a piece of advice : if you get out don't get in airain." A Buddhist priest next came by, and said, "Poor felloAv! I am very much pained to see you there, I think if you could scramble up tAvo-thirds of the Avay, or even half, I could reach you and lift you up the rest." But the man in the pit Avas entirely helpless, and unable to rise. Next the Savior came by, and hearing the cries, went to the very brink of the pit, stretched doAvn and laid hold of the poor man, brought him up, and said : " Go. and sin no more." RIDICULOUS SAYINGS. General Taylor Avas made ridiculous for a time lry the sentence Avhich occurred near the begin ning of his message to the Thirty-first Congress, as well as the people of the United States, are inter ested in the preservation of this Union;" and John C. Calhoun, in commenting upon the clause in the Declaration of Independence to the effect that all men are created equal, remarked that " only tAvo men were created, and one of these was a woman.' NOT EXACTLY, It is said that forty members of the French Academy once undertook to define the word crab, and hit upon this, which they deemed quite satisfactory: "Crab a small, red fish, which Avalks backAvard." "Perfect, gentlemen," said Cuvier, when inter rogated touching the correctness of the defini tion; perfect only I make one small observation in natural history. Tlie crab is not a fish, is not red, and does not Avalk backAvard. "With these exceptions, your definition is admirable. Art is the application of knoAvledge to a prac tical end. Sir John Jlerschel.