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A. A. EARLE, PUBLISHER.! 33"o More Oompromiso "Wi-tla. Slavery. I TERMS, 8125 IX ADVANCE. NUMIUiR 22. IRASBURGII, VERMONT, FRIDAY, MAY 30, 1856. YOLIDIE 1. iteraro Selection. 'tfHE MISJUDGED TRAVELERS It was a cod, rainy day when we ar rived at the little town of K ; for sev- . eral hours we had ridden through the , pehing storm,i and we were thoroughly drenched ; buSrthere was a cheering pros- , pect before uJ fer B brought a letter of introducsof the Cura of the village, ' who, he ha8 b$n assured, would receive tjs with a hearty .welcome. . The sight two white turrets sent a thrill through? our bosoms. Trudging wearily through the rami, we h"5tei forward with pleasurable.' emotions to the snag vicarage ; we had conjured up many , pictures of the good Padre with his jocund face and Fir ronnd be!!y, with fkt capos lined,' a very model of hospitality and good - cheer. Now our dreams were about to be realized. Turning a sharp comer.there stood the quiet parsonage, a pattera of neatness and comfort, snugly ensconced beneath the shadow of the church ; a pot of flowers before the door indicated the presence of some female hand. Every lingering mis giving, if there had been any in our hearts, immediately vanished, and, put ting spurs to our horses, we dashed opto the bouse, nor did we draw rein until at the very threshold. The guitar was tinkling merrily, and there was a sound of smothered laughter ; but both were hushed ia a moment, and m dozen faces looked out of the window, and were quickly withdrawn. There came a sound of loosening bolts ; the door opened slightly, and out popped a little : pug nose, and two very black eyes ; there was something bewitchingly impudent in .that little pug. admirably in keeping with the eyes that stared at us with a most de fiant coolness and inquiring wonder. A pile of noses and eyes was dimly visible behind, all wearing about the same ex pression of surprise. Bnwing very low, we inquired, "Is the Padre at home r' "Yes, sir." Can we see him V "Xot now, sir ; he is sleeping the sies ta, and cannot be disturbed for an hour yet." Hereupon B dragged out of his i pocket something looking like a wet rag, and extended it to the damsel, informing her that it was a letter for the Cura. Sle turned it over, inquiringly, saying that she would hand it to him when he awoke. " But," cried B , growing impatient, for the rain poured down in torrents, "it is an introduction ; we have come here to lodge H "Ah V said she, with astonishment, "then perhaps you would do well to come in and wait until the Cura rises." We were shown into a small room . which served as the passage-wa from . the street to the inner court. A window i and a door wide open kept up a free cir culation and the temperature was about as disagreeable within as out of doors. A plain deal table, a settee, and two old . fashioned high leather-backed chairs formed the furniture, and the damp brick . floor was uncovered by carpet or mat. , We felt no surprise at finding such a . room in the country, where the rooms, which often serve as a parlor, kitchen, bed-room, and hen-bouse, are generally i no better ; but the half opened door dis- i closed a snug little parlor, nicely carpeted and furnished, starting in our mind a train of deductions not over favorable to the civility of our fidr entertainers. The ladies looked at us a few moments, . mada some remarks about the weather, asked all the questions necessary to satis fy their curiosity, and then tripped gayly back to the parlor to resume thir dancing. . From the same room, also, came a smell of burnt sugar, a hissing of the kettle, and other unmistakable evidences that the tnaSs was shedding a genial influence over Kow this was very aggravating : a seat ta that snug parlor would have been de- l:ghticl; the lively dance would have helped to warm our slugsish blood; but - cold, wet, and hungry as we were, to bring the steaming mate palpably before our senses tne mate, that very "calumet" of the Chilian wigwam and not proffer k to our expectant lips, that was too bad. B ta rust both hands into his pock- -ets, and, dropping his head upon his breast, burst out in the most furious in vectives against the baseness of mankind, asd the Chiknos in particular. As to myself, though hungry, weary, and no little annoyed, this sudden and cm expected destruction of all oar fair creams was so ludicrous, that I could not help laughing heartily and twitting ray cespamon on bi excellent WitrodiWioa. But on that point he was immovable ; what he had suffered was owing merely to the rudeness of a few thoughtless girls, and the good Padre, immediately on wak ing, wovld make us extremely comfort able An hoar to as an age had passed, when one of the girls came to tell us that they were about to give the Cura an "esquinazo," to rouse him from his slum bers. Then the whole troop came rush ing out like so many bacchanals, and soon we heard, resounding from the distant corridor, the monotonous strumming of the guitar, a loud, lajbiai? cborous, and an Ifernate rubfcing ahroatin ojfbii the door with a sheep-skin, in imitation of the hissing and explosion of rockets. The girls came trooping back, took another inquisitive look at ns, and "then started off through the rain to their homes. The Cura soon appeared. lie was a large, portly man, dressed in the usual black gown of the clergy ; over his shoul ders was thrown a shaggy brown poncha, his feet were cased in snelos (clogs), rais ing him some two inches off the ground ; and his head was surmounted by a white night-cap, the tassel of which hung down in front. A large pair of goggles adorned his nose; his lips were firmly compressed upon apapercj'anVo, whose smoke curled disdainfully from his nostrils ; his broad face was about the color of a dried cod fish ; even his double chin conveyed no expression of bene volence, and as he stood with his hands in his pockets, eyeing us askance, his whole air bad little in it of open-hearted hospitality. "I brought you a letter, sir," said B bowing politely. "Yes, I have read it," was the signifi cant reply of the prelate, as he dropped his portly person into an arm-chair. Both of us were seized with the same idea to rush out of the house, and seek lodging elsewhere. But where could we go? The storm raged pitilessly our servants had started off to pasture with the horses we knew nothing of the town, and had no means of transporting our luggage. A pause followed ; broken, at last, by B. . "We are very sorry, sir, to put you to so much trovble." "2Cot the slightest in the world, senor ; the house is entirely at your disposal," was the freezing polite reply. "At the earliest possible hour in the morning we shall relieve you of the bur den." "Ah !" exclaimed oar host, staring at us and at the formidable pile of baggage, as though he thought we had come to spend a month. He evidently felt re lieved ; and asked in a somewhat more conciliatory manner, how long we had been npon the road. " We started early in the morning, not even waiting for breakfast" answered B , throwing out his elbow in the di rection of my ribs, to call my attention to the delicate manner in which the hint had been conveyed. But though the hint and the elbow struck me forcibly, the good Padre did not seem to notice either. "Had yoa much rain upon the road T' "Yessir, the storm was violent, and that with the wind, we were wet through and chilled." The elbow again punched my ribs, af ter this excellent kit; but our kind host could not comprehend that either food or fire would add to our comfort, and puffed away at his cigarito in silence. My poor friend looked the picture of deepabv Ha had been completely out generaled, and would have relinquished the attack, had he not seen an Si-disguised smile struggling for mastery in my face. That re-inflamed his pride ; and rousing all his energies, he exclaimed : "My dear sir, we are very hungry ; vril you give us something io eat f" W e were assured by a dignified wave of the hand, that we need not feel no en- easiness on that score. "But. sir" continued B , deter mined to push his advantage, "we are al so very cold ; will yoa order m tome JLreT' The order was given ; and, after a few moments spent in silence, the servant ap peared with a huge pan of burning coal. The Padre then went out, leaving U3 to enjoy the fire. "What think yoa now of your excel lent introduction V I asked, as the Cura left the room. My companion brake oat in farions --uUm.uuiu,i oi au mtroaucuons and in troducers. He was vehement azaiost all Sooth Americans, especially the Cb.il. nos, and more particularly the denizens , ainopg whom Ire clerly de monstrated that the padres were the vi- j lest and most unprincipled. But as his wrath expended itself, he fell into more charitable mood, and discoursed on the advantages of traveling and studving hu man nature, in a manner that would have done credit to a philosopher. Another hour had dragged slowly a- Iong, when a senorita, entered, and, pul ling out the drawer began to set the ta ble. This done, she drew a chair up to the fire, and entered into conversation. She was young or passably so ; spright ly, like alf her country-women, and rather pretty, with a light complexion, rosy tAccki., and bewitcliitigty Mack eyes, un der whose mild influence we began to mollify, and think that, at her hands, even the bitter bread of unwilling hospi tality would be sweet. She told us that she was the good Cu ra's niece, and had come to live with him in order to superintend his household, and look after his temporal affairs. We had not asked any questions,but she seemed to think this explanation of her position necessary for the world is too apt to be uncharitable. The meal soon came ; and it was abun dant. There was a hJge ucasela de ace," redolent with the fumes of onions ; a mas sive piece of roast beef followed, flanked on the left by sundry bottles of red wine the rich mosto of the.Sooth. The wor thy Padre (perhaps, rather, the niece) had outdone himself, and rose rapidly in our esteem. The young lady insisted on sitting at the table to serve us ; and, determined to do honor to her kindness, I began by a brimming spoonful of the savory soup. I had forgotten the predilection of the Chilenos for, "ff?7," (red peppers ;) and as I stopped to draw breath, I felt my whole throat and mouth blistered, as though I had swallowed so much melted lead. The pain was intense ; and seizing the nearest thing at band a bottle of mosto I swallowed a full glass; but it was a strong, fiery wine, and felt like liquid flame in my already lacerated throat. I could have 6creamed in agony ; the tears hung trembling in my eyes, and I gazed wildly around, in hopes of finding some thing with which to allay the burning pain. The senorita, perceiving that I wanted something, said, with an angelic srnille. "What do you wish, sir? Perhaps you would like a little more ojif and suiting the action to the word, she depos- ted alongside my plate a hotel of red pep pers I I clutched the thing convulsively ; and had this aggravation of my misery come from a man, I should have dashed it at his bead. But it was done in such a good natured way, and with such a sweet mils ! She, doubtless, thought red pep pers the most delightful vegetable in the world. So, choking down my feelings, and endeavoring to look pleasant, I as sured her that the soup really could not be improved by the addition of any con diment, and that "it would not have been better, even if prepared by her own fair hands" a perfectly Spanish compliment ; and, unlike most compliments, literally true. Daring this scene, I felt afraid to look at jj , knowing that his turn tor laughing had at last arrived. But I took a stealthy glance at him ; and there he sat, his face red with endeavors to pre serve a sober deportment. He had been cautious, and was picking out little bits of chicken very gingerly carefully avoid ing the extras. For the moment, I wished him and his friend, introduction, ; ad re, peppers and all (except the senorita,) in the very bottom of Tophet. All further attempts to eat were use less. The senorita was all sympathy, tearing that I had lost my appetite, or was sick ; and for several days after my swol len hps and blistered mouth reminded ma continually of the good Cura and his casuela. The next morning as we were prepar ing tor an early start, the Uira insisted upon oar staying for breakfast, and would have persuaded as to remain another day, promising to make the remainder of our visit pleasant ; but we declined his hospi tality, and determined to push on, prom ising to call and see him, if possible, on our return. Just as we were about to leave, the whole secret of oar singular reception leaked out; a number of the villagers came to the house, and inquired for us. " Have you any guitar strings for sale f asked one. uNo r was the reply. Have yoa any nbboasr inquired another. No ; we have nothing to Beflr" - 1 "What, then, do yoa carry thote kry boxes for?" said a third, pointing to the heavily-laden mules. " They must think that tte are peddlers!" cried B .indignantly. "To tell you the truth, gentlemen," said the Cura, laughing, "2 thought so tuysetj at first r ' , Every story has its moral; should the reader ever have occasion to travel in Chili, as he values his respectability, let him beware of paek-mules and superflu ous baggage! From I:iesu'ey"j History. SKETCH Ofr JOHX XDKYAN- Bunyan had been bred a tinker, and had sen ed as a private soldier in the Parliamentary army. Early in his life he had been fearfully torturedby remorse for his youthful sins, the wor of which seems, however, to have been such as the world thinks venial. His keei sensbili- ty and his powerful imaginaton made his internal conflicts singular!) terrible. He fancied he was under sentaice of re probation that he had sold Clwist that he was actually possessed by I demon. sometimes lond voices from herren cried out to warn him. Sometimes fiend whispered impious suggestions in his ear. He saw visions of distant mounains-tops, on which the sun shone brightly but from which he was separated by a waste of snow. He ftlt the devil belind him, pulling his clothes. He thought that the brand of Cain bad been set tpon him. He feared he was about to breat asunder like Judas. His mental agony dsordered his health. One day he shock Ike a man in the palsy. On another day he felt a fire within his breast. It is deiicult to understand how he survived suffering so intense and so long continued. , At length the clouds broke. Irom the depths of depair the penitent pased to a state of serene felicity. An irresistible impulse now urged him to impart to oth ers the blessings of which he was himself possessed. He joined the Baptists and became a preacher and writer. His ed ucation had been that of a mechanic He knew no language but the English, as it was spoken by the cotomon people. He had studied no great model composi tion, with the exception tn important exception nndoubtedly of our noble translaton of the Bible. His spelling was bad. He frequectly transgressed the rules of grammar. Yet the native j force of genius, and bis experimental knowledge of all the religious passions, from despair to ecstacy, amply supplied in him the want of learning. His rude oratory roused and melted hearers who listened without interest to the labored discourses of great logicians and Hebra- its. His works were videly circulated among the humbler classes. One of them, Pilgrim's Progress, was, in his own life time, translated into several foreign lan guages. It was, however, scarcely known to the learned and polite, and had been, during near a century, the delight of pious cottagers and artisans before it was pub licly commended by any man of high liter ary eminence. At length critics condescended to in- qaire where the secrtt of so wide and so durable a popularity lay. They were compelled to own that the ignorant mul titude had judged more correctly than the learned, and that the despised little book was really a masterpiece. Bunyan is so decidedly the first of allegorists a3 De- mosthenes is the first of orators or Shak speare the first of dramatists. Of the al legorists have shown equal ingenuity, but no other ha3 been able to touch the heart, and to make abstractions of terror, or pity, and of Iotc. It may be doubted whether any Eng lish dissenter had suffered more severely under the penal laws than John Bunyan. Of the twenty-seven years which had elapsed since the Restoration, he had passed twelve in confinement. He still persisted in preaching, but, that he might preach, he was under the necessity of dis guising himself like a carter. He was often introduced into meeting through back doors, with a smock frock on Lis back and a whip in his hand. V 0MA5 s KIGHT3. e know no rights cf woman that are separated from the rights of man. There is no injury inflicted npon the one that does not recoil npon the other. It the Turk keeps wo man in abject slavery, the Turk himself becomes a degenerate slave London Leader. Pcritt. Yocng ladies should guard themselves against undue familiarity, how ever innocent. Parity, that blushes on consciously like the summer rose, is the guardian aogel ef maiden, life. From Life Illustrated, j VOLTAIRE. A FRAGMENT BY WALT WHITMAN. Condition of Writers heftre the Amer ican Era Birth and growth of Vvltaire. Louis the Grand was king of Franco, under confessors, and a devotee wife wonderful men and wonderful women were plenty literature looked up at last from its knees where it had so long been kneeling and mumbling. The eye hard ly knew what to make of it ; it had been accustomed to see writers exist merely by permission of the court, or protected by nobles. Rousseau was he not exiled from France, home, friends, hap4K-ss, fortune, for forty years, because he strung together fouro;- five witty phrases ? Ra cine, Boileau, Corneille, Moliere, La wiujcic, j. cuciuir w ink lulu llifj turm i or drink but the shadows of rovaltv or the aristocracy? Was it not in England the same ? Had it not been with Shaks peare and his contemporaries the same ? There was only one other choice for lit erateurs. Some were devoted to the ser vice of priests. Kings and the Catholic church directed with strong hand the wrists of erudition, and punished with all bloody and remorseless punishments, whoever questioned them or their will. Among the profuse shoals of the writers of those times, not one appeared'to speak for man, for mind, for freedom, against su perstition and caste. Francis-Marie Arouet de Voltaire, a fit precursor, in one or two points, of the American era, was born in the year 8 before it, (namely 1 GO 1.) He devoted himself to letters from his boyhood. lie mixed with the world, went to court, went among women was educated at a Jesuit school had hardly come of age before he was packed off to the Bastile for writing two or three lines the govern ment did not like came out by and by wrote his tragedy of Qidipus succeeded became thenceforth a known and estab "! of or 1W al lished man. (The only like instance such luck, and proportionate success Ion aiicrwiiru, is me case oi me lien a i e .i xjrueiue.., vihuurttsawuic imsihc again in his thirty-second year, for giving a crewl haj Voltaire's chosen minion ; spirited reply to an insult from one oflo creilte a ncw soclety ... ((f the pets of the court. Such were thejseau. 0a thc8C two ,,,-iuciples rested conditions under which writers held their j tho wholc theorj ot thu FrencL E(.voh pens and lires 1 j The French EncyclopcrJia. Voltaire' from being quite an habitue of the Bas-' tile, and seeing others often sent there for no better reasons, began to cast around him with a mixture of feelings of man liness, resentment, ambition, benevolence, conscious power, ana pride. lears elapsed in the process and determination of the mind. He himself had nerharts not so much to complain ef ; he belonged to the chosen circles. 2Ien of wit, but terflies, learned persons, women such as no other land has produced, were around him ; they knew the great mass of the people were ignorant, all over Europe, . - . . Uut ct such resections : out of an ofi irony and licentiousness above, and ser- vility and superstition below ; out of the times of the goddesses of the opera, and of the filthy orgies of the Regency ; out of the times of Bufion, La Motte, Fon tenelle, Diderot, Piron, Crebillon the tragic, and Crebillon the gay of Made moiselle Clairon, Sophie Arnold, Mad ame de Pompadour, and Marie Antoin ette rose the Encyclopaedia Francais. Long live free literature ! Long live sci ence! The French Encyclopaedia turned the instruments of the great overtures of the French Revolution and the American Revolution. This article is only a fragment. It skips clean over, after all, the breadth of the existence of the mighty infidel. Last Days and Death of Voltaire. The stretch finishing a life passed in many noble labors, the old man extended long and Ling in exile. Now it came time for him to come home and die. FROM "WOMEW IN ritASCE," BT JCLIA. KAVAKACH. After an absence of twenty-seven years, and in the eighty-fourth year of his age, Voltaire once more visited Paris. It was decided that be should not be re ceived at court. Marie Antoinette, less strictly devout than her hoshand, regret ted being anabie to behold one of the most illustrious men of Lis a-"j. Voluire was amply compensated for the slight of the court, by the extraordinary honors with which be was everywhere eUe re ceived. He no sooner appeared in tLe theatre, where bis last piece, Irene, was acted, than the whole audience rof and greeted him with long and enthusiastic aeclamations. When the tragedy was over, the author's bust was discovered on the stage, and crowned with laurel amid repeated bursts of applause. ' Few men ! ever bad a more passionate hve of re nown than Voltaire, and few ImJ their de sire so entirely fulfilled. Overpowered with emotion, he rose at length on trem bling limbs nnd prepared to depart 1 lis countenance was wasted and pale, but his fine dark eyes filled with tears, had preserveu atl ttieir tormer soilness and j brilliancy. Men of the highest rank, and the most noble and beautiful wtnen, crowded round hinj as he left his sent, and literally bore him down to his car riage. "Do you want them lo kill mu with joy T' he exclaimed, addressing those who su-ronnded him. He wns led home by an PnilmsListie crowd, bearing lighted torches, so that nil might once uio.-e be hold the idol of France. The streets re sounded with shouts of triumphs as he ; passed by. A few weeks after reeeiviug these memorable honors, Voltaire died. ju" u,c m mccwrgy retuseu io ourv mm ; mm while lus name a, on every up, me government turi.aue his death to be mentioned in the public I journals a strange instance of wilful j tl1r.1itv I . ,- . i . . , unnciness ot tnose oy wnom I ranee was tlien ruled. Another Death Comparison of Vol taire with Rousseau. There was another equally great character, from whom, in France, the first can hardly be separated, much as they contrast against each other : ritOlt "WOMEN IK FRANCE." A month after the death of Voltaire occurred that of Rousseau. No lofty find dazzling triumph awaited the obscure end ' of the apostle of democracy. Surrounded by the tew friends whom his misanthropic temper bad not yet wholly estr;iQc-ed, he felt the hand of den'h stealing upon him at the close of n b vtdv summer's dav. "Let me behold or more tin; jrloi ious setting sun,' was his last request; nd with his dving glance turned towards the f e ! western horizon, he passed nwayfiomi J lile, his last look greeted by those pure . J 1 harmonies of creation, in which alone had I his feverish and troubled spirit found re-1 t,, , , , . pose. Though Rousseau's o'ealh pro-! , , .... .... duced no visible sensation in French so- :,,. j, , i ,r, , l :. 1 1 . r eien, he leu behind him a spirit far more ) notentthan that of V. .Hair... T Verdict. With all these things, Vol- t aire was no humantarian. He too lived. the friend nnd advocate of kings and em- presses. Catherine of Russia, 1 rederiek the Great, George the First, of England - the princes? of Wales, and many oilier royal and noble persons were his hc- factors. Hist speculations in the public funds, in several maritime ventures, and a share in the victualling of the army, early gave him a large fortune; Voltaire never knew what it wa to be poor. Neither had be any real sympathy with the woes, needs, frailties, rights, excuses. i a,lu capacities, ot me poor, t lie mass ot '.I .1.. TT II , . . P'-onie. lie nau no uemoeracv. n had no belief in the soul none in im mortality. He had a clear head, never to be cheated by the tradition, fjuiLbi-.s, shams, and tyrannies of those who made a good thing out of churches and courts. He loved to expose tho old shy sters. I Ie also loved know ledge in itself. He helped on a great work he did his part. Yet Voltaire can never be dear to the memo ry of men. the" sublime" I am fully prepared to allow of tmich ', ingenuity in Burke's theory of ;Le sublime as connected with self-preservation. There are few things so pr.at as death ; aild! there is. nerhans. nothing which i.,,',-',... ' i all litllenr-iia rsf lliii..l, ,.,? f,. ..';., :., equal degree with its coniemplat'ion.- Everything, therefore, which in any way points to it and, therefore, uto,l dangers and powers over wh'u h we have buie control are in some degree sublime. But it is not the fear, observe, but the contemplation of death; not the instinctive shudder arid struggle of self-preservation, Uirn u'u. A l- It s a gvd mgT to a but the deliberate measurement of the, t aco!-'r of ' ft ,u:lu' doom, which is really great or sublime in baJ 'Sn 10 ';C k M concentrated ia his feeling. It is not while we shrink, b.J I'sa?ood itign to ee an honest while we defy, that we receive or coove v ,llan weari,,2 oM cIf't!"-i5- ll's s5S the bighest ccmoeptiofisof the fate. There " tb'"W C:!in2 Wcs in hi" win,Jow U no .sublimity in the sgor.y of terror.!11' a sign to see a woman drcs4 Whether do we trace it mo--t in the cry I '!tU ta'ie ar',J nf;atn'-- to the mountain, "Fall on us," arij ;o to se; her hu.bf.t.d -ued fur her featUrs the hills, -Cover us," or in the cahnfir'J ,v'r3r. 2" Jtwt.ry of the prophecy "Arid t'ltiuh i;er n.y skin worm destroy this body, yet in my flesh I shall see God f" A 'little reflec tion will ea-iily convince any one that, ttt Lr fro the feeling of te!fjreen alien ' being necessary to the tuthote, their greatest swtioo i totally destructive of it; and that there are few f-eli!ig-Ie ciijft - Lie of it perception thaa that of a coward, SCOTCH-IRISH. William A. Porter, F? i., of Piiiiadel plan, in his admirable tribute to the lain Chief Justice Gibson, thus sp.-e.ks of the Scotch-Irish element in our population: 44 It is known that they were a body of men driven from their own conntrv to ,nf north of Ireland by the persecution Df ll10 Samm. there to remain for a few generations, and then year by year to find with us a more congemnl home. Fortu nately, enough remained behind to assist in relieving one of their royal oppres sors of his bead, and another cf his crown; nnd enou-.rh wcw driven off tcj tonn a valuable element in American ot Ionization. ' "Irf Penitsjirnin, theirjrf- tlements were ronrtvirle'y ditFusfd than in oilier portions of the I'ni.m. and they have always constituted an important part of its population. Quiet, peaceable, ialwrious, lovers of order, lovers of jus tice, republicans by nature and by adop- ,iOU( drawing a pure religious faith from tiie wen of living waters, and bowing the t,iee t0 no povror Lut tliat of the Kin" of kin? mav Wtn be d,Hl!,t0(1 w,plher amid the varied phenomena attending thn settlement of the colonies, we received any people more exactly suited to tho wants of tlu country, or the j enius of her institutions. To the present day they re tain their distinctive eeuliarkios. Let any traveler in the interior of Pennsyl vania turu aside to one of their unambi tious dwellings, and he wili f.nd as much kindly hospitality, as much purity t.f life, as much cheerfulness and content, as much accurate information on nil questions if pubiie and private iniercst.ns he can find among the people of any rural district in the bounds of civilization. As the Ger man bus !enjrnllv been bh; lv Ida sr. , rim. ..,., . ' v , , , , , . , limestone valley, nnd ns the Scotch-Irih- i . . i , ,- , man has sometimes been obhered to bct.ike i;.jp i . i h hiiaselt to the slate or f hallow land, sueii , ,. , . . ,i , ,- , , ., , I worlds jriKids, oppressed with the r r ., ' ' , ' cares ol a finally and broken by unre .... , an i.i'juiiu. urn iiiiu uie U4 iter poor in mitting toil, but r.o where else will he find a being more devctrt to his country; more just to man, or more loyal to God.'" TTtUE GSEATKE3S. Chief Justice Tdar.diaii was in the Lab it of coin" to market himself, and carry- ing home his purchases. Fr.-niieutiv h . would be sen returning at sunre wllu poultry in one hand, vegetables in the ' other. On one of the occasions, a fash ! iunablt young man from the north, who j had removed to Richmond, was swearbs i violently because he could find no one to carry home Lis turkey, Mar.ha'l stepped up and cling him whore he lived, "That is mv wavar.d 1 m " will taixC it fur you." When thy came to the house, the young mr.n inijaired, "What shall I pay you." "Oh, nothing, you are welcome, it ww on my way and no trouble." "Vi hois that poTte old gentleman who brought home my turkey .for me f" in quired the young mnn of a bystander. "I i at, replied In-. " John Marshall. ! Chief Justice of tie United States "Why did he bring h-une my tur key r "To give you a severe reprimand mid teach you to attend to your own busi ne;," w as the reply. True greatness never feci? above doing anything tnut is useful, but e-pecialiy thi i triny jrreiU man v. ill never feel iibovo ""i",:S muepemjenc of character depends on hi being aide lo MV I'mw lf. Dr. Franklin, w hen he first established himself in business in I'iiiia- j di ipt.ia, wheeled horn the paper which he published for Lis printing office, upon a wheel barrow, with his on humL. Good and Bad Sig.vs. It's a good ij;n to see a mand'mj an act of charity to his fellow?. It's a bad fJ:ni to hear TotCIii-V'i Simpucitt. Little Wifii (eagttly opening the door for dear Ed win). "Oil, see, dear, what I have for you Via sure uncle hux g'i. you an P- i pointraent und-.-r government at hut for j here's a letter marked immediate, and 'Oa 1 her M:ije'a servicer'' (Poor littla soul ! what doe u luow aboot rat a ' 2 -. ?)-Pareh I