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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and were quickly withdrawn.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-
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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
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