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S. HOW AKD, Jr., Publisher. "Quociunque me Fort una ferat, Ibo hospcs." ' TERMS .
' Written for the Newsdealer,
Life on Earth, is but a trial, ; '
Hut a conflict, a denial
Of the soul's sublime endeavor in its upward lllgnt
to wear; , r .
Hut a stormy, starless Ocean,
Heaving high wiih wild commotion,
'From whose seas of surging sadness strives the
-spirit ever more.
By unerring intuition,
. by a prescient premonition,
'Mid the tidal waves of Passion, I to lands un
seen aspire: - '
mile voices awful and preternal
Thunder from the depth eternal. " , '
And from all the 'shore immortal, echoes or my
own desire. , ,
To the spirit, the undaunted,
Now and ever here, is haunted
Uy a longing and a thirst which is mine forever
For another sinless, Eden, .
Where a fruitage unforbidden.
Blooms and ripens unaccurst, as in Eden once or
Bo the soul for ago aspiring,
Toilingnpward, never tiring.
Dimly, through the dust and darkness, sees the
PuradNil gates;
Sees beyond the fields Elysian;
And the eftbrt, no decision,
To the chained and chafing captive, gives jcon
. tentmcnt while it waits.
Ever striving, never seeing
Through the mystery of being;
Forms that wear a nameless terror, shapes of
darkness riso between.
Rise and mock me, in derision
At iny impotence of vision,
At my vain and hopeless yearnings, to fathom
the unseen.
But though in darkness here wo languish,
Groaning in our bitter anguish,
All the starry eyes of heaven are in mercy bend
ing o'er;
If we wait a little longer.
Though our prison house were stronger,
Men shall sec their golden glory gleaming through
its open door. "
Then Life's mystery unfolding,
Open lies for our beholding
In the full celestial radiance, in a clear revealing
Uiven are the chains which bind us, '
Kazcd the prison that confined us,
And the mortal veil is lifted from before the im
mortal sight.
There a region beatific,
In all knowledge rich, prolific.
Our reward of patient waiting, our inheritance
Bluer mountains rise lieforc us,
Lovlier skies are bending o'er us,
As marching to our heritage, wo pass the shining
But even here, the earnest spirit
May pass its borders, and inherit
Of "the golden-gated glory, of the heritage it loves,
Seethe purple of its mountains.
Hear the murmur of its fountains,
Catch its strains of song celestial, and the fra
grance of its groves, 1
So may we all with zeal untiring.
Upward toward the good aspiring.
While on earth we bide our trial, from the pearly
portals driven,
Labor still with strong endeavor,
Ijbor earnestly and ever.
To walk, though in an outer clime, the border
lands of Heaven. .
In Mr. Fortune's "Three Years' Wan
derings in China," one of the most read
able books issued for many a day, we find
the following show of Chinese taste in hor
ticulture": " When traveling on the hills
of Hong-Kong, a few days after my ar
rival in China, I met with a curious dwarf
Lycopodium, which I carried to Mr. Dent's
garden, where my other plants were at the
time. "Hai-yah," said the old conipa
dorc, when he saw it, and was quite in
raptures of delight. All the coolies and
servants gathered round the basket Jo ad
mire this little plant. I had not seen
them evince so much gratification since I
showed them the "Old Man Cactus" ( ce
reus senilis ) which I took out from Eng
land, and presented to a Chinese nursery
man at Canton. On asking them why
they prized the Lycopodiuni so much,
they replied, in Canton-English : Oh, he
too muchia handsome ; he grow only a
lectio, a lcctle every year ; and suppose he
be a hundred year old, he only so high j"
folding up their hands an inch or two
higher than the plant. , , .
.Such is the taste of "tho celestials,"
who dwarf their ladies' feet, and dwarf
their oaks and pines into 'pigmy trees.
We outside barbarians can't appreciate
j such tastes; our education is neglected.
Henhx A young beauty beheld one
evening on a hill, two horses running off
sat locomotive speed with a light i wagon.
As they approached, she was horrified at
(Toooguizing in tho occupants of the Vehi
cle two gentlemen of her acquaintance.
"Boyi," she screamed in terror, "jump
,out quick-M!specia!ly Henry I" It is
needless to say that her ' sentiments as to
Henry were from that time no secret."
fj "Why do you drive such' a pitiful
looking carcass as that? Why don't you
put a heavier coat of flesh on him ?',' said
a traveler to an Irish cart driver
" A heavier coat yf flesh ? , By the pow
ers, tho poor creature can hardly carry
what little thoro is on hirn now J"
: BY KATE. '-:'' . .
Did you ever go shopping? I suppose
not. Gentlomcn have no genius for
shopping. They are not equal to it.
Nature has left their faculties imperfect
in that particular. They can write books
and makd speeches, and all that sort of
thing, but they, are not up to shopping.
It takes the ladies for that. Men go to
a store and select what they want and
buy it. ' But that is not shopping that
requires no genius for that !
Mcu pretend they do not like to go
shopping with the ladies. I wonder who
ever asked them? What lady would
have such an incumberanec on such an
occasion? Men are well enough in their
places. Young gentlemen arc convenient
to take us to concerts, and bcc us home
from Church, and bring us boquets and
music; and husbands arc useful, I suppose,
to pay the bills, &c, but for a shopping
excursion they are quite out of place.
Don't understand mo to insinuate that
I have any distinguished ability that way.
Not at all I only speak for my sex. In
fact, I acknowledge that I am regarded
by my lady acquaintances as a poor hand
at it. But my friend SallicZ. is a model
shopper. I am taking lessons, of her,
and hope to be perfect by the time I am
married. A few days since she invited
me with her.
" I wish to look at the new style silks,"
said she.
" Why, do you want a dress?" said I-
" Really," said Sallie, " if it was not
impolite, I should say you were verdant.
I don't want a dress but that's no rea
son I should not see the material."
So Sallic and I sallied out. The first
store we entered, she asked whether the
merchant had received his spring goods.
He said he had, and enquired what she
would like ro sec.
" Show me your new style dresses,"
said she, " such as borage robes, and lawn
robes ; handsome striped and plaid silks ;
brocades aud changeable silks arc not
much worn this spring, but I'll look at
your solid colors."
The merchant soon had his counter
spread with goods. She examined aud
tossed the pieces about, making various
ugly creases in thcin, to seo whether they
would come out again by rubbing.
" What style is most worn," . inquired
" Well, we sell probably more ( plaids
and stripes than any other. ,
" Have you any with the chene stripe?"
" 0 yes, somo very fine," and a variety
of pieces were produced.
" Well I can't say after all, that I like
the chene stripe ; they look like the old
style, reviewed ; I prefer the plaids ; the
green is very pretty."
So Sallie held it in various lights, rub
bing and creasing it. " Well it don't
crease much," said she, I wonder whether
it willcut." .
" No, it is boiled silk ; and we find the
plaids and stripes usually wear well.'
"Your silks are quite pretty, and you
may cut me off samples," continued Sallic.
. This the merchant was forced to do,
though with rather a bad grace, as most
of his goods was in patterns, and he
feared spoiling the piece. .
; " Will you be kind enough to give , me
samples of the solid colors?" :
These were all furnished.
" This plaid, you say, is $1 87. Is that
the lowest?" ' '.
" Yes wo can't take less."
" How many yards in the pattern ?" ,
" Fourteen." . , ,'
" I'd rather have eighteen ; perhaps . I
might conclude to have flounces. Well,
I'll take the, samples and show my moth
cr, and then make up my mind. Have
you any .Coate's cotton ? ; Givo me a spool
No. 83, , i .i
This was handed her, and she paid five
cents, and we left. I looked at my watch.
We had been there exactly ono hour. t
" What a cheat. I can buy these spools
for four cents," said Sallic, when fairly
out, ,. " and, besides, wo , forgot their
shawls !" ;, .;'""V, V.
So wo went to another store, , .
' " Have yon Stella shawls ? .
Yes some beautiful ones just opened.
Would you see the Brocho borders or the
Both." ' '.''''
" Any particular colors ?"
" No--I'll look at all of them," said
Sallic. ' . . :'. 7 ' '
' Different colors, qualities and patterns,
were accordingly ' produced.
"What is the price of this green cen
ter, Brochc border ?" inquired Sallic.
" We can afford you that at nine dollars
same style sold for fifteen two months
ago. Some printed borders we can put
up at four dollars. ,
" No,' I prefer Broche but can't you
take less ?"
I saw a twinkle in the merchant's eye,
which made me think he know she was
ordy shopping
" Now," said he, " if you wont men
tion it, I'll let you have it for six."
Sallie looked surprised. She knew
that style of article was selling at nine.
" Six dollars is that your lowest ?"
"Well, to oblige you, I'll say four."
A pause. " Then you think that four
dollars is your very lowest ?"
" Ahem ! We have a largo lot and I
want to dispose of them. I'll say two
dollars fifty cents."
Still longer pause. " Are you sure it
is a first rate piece of goods ?"
" I'll warrant it all silk and wool."
My friend was caught. Turning to me
she whispered :
" I wisli I had brought some money,"
and then addressing the merchant, she
said, " I'll call again."
I never was so glad to get out of a
Ftore before, for the clerk had gathered
round us, seeming to understand the joke.
But Sallic went home, got the money,
and insisted on my returning with her to
the store for the shawl. The trader said
he was sorry, very, but the shawl had
just been sold. And so was Sallie, too,
I thought. We went shopping no more
that afternoon.
It is a well known fact, that on the
first clearing up of a new country, a new
species of vegetation springs up; new
woods, new trees, shrubs, vines, grasses,
all appearing as if they had been sown
aud. planted by some invisible hand.
Burn over this land, and still another set
of plants comedo light, as if the five had
brought them into being. Then again,
dig up marl fyr manure, ouf'of the earth
10 or 15 feet deep, moisten a lunqfof it
and cover it with a glass bell so that no
floating seeds can light upon it, and soon
white clover and ether plants will be seen
starting up'from its" surface. In some re
gions, the Sinapis arvensis, a kind of
mustard, generally grows up from clay
taken from very deep wells.
Facts like these have led many persons
to suppose that the power to bring forth
certain products without tho sowing of
seed upon . it. Else, they inquire, how
could seeds lie buried so deep and so long,
and not perish ? ; Vegetable substances,
as a general rule, decay rapidly, and why
should seeds be an exception to this rule?
And what agency has fire in promoting
. We do' not believe that nature has the
power of spontaneous production, either in
tho animal or vegetable kingdom. In the
cases above referred to. we believe these
plants were the. descendants of others like
them, growing at some former timo on the
same soil, or in tho immediate neighbor
hood. , The seeds may have been deposited
there by floods or freshets, by the winds,
by animals or birds. .We have seen rice
taken from tho crops of pigeons which had
flown a hundred miles since eating it.
Some seeds will gcrminato only under cer
tain conditions. In the cases first alluded
to, 'these conditions may have been want
ing, until the seeds were brought up from
tho deep soil of the well, or, until the for
est was cut down, or the fire cracked the
hard and flinty shell. Every body knows
that wheat and other cereals taken from
Egyptian mummies several hundred years
old, havo afterwards germinated. They
could not vegetate as long as moisture and
other favorable conditions wore wanting.
So it is iu all cases with seeds and plants.
-American Agriculturist. r , ,
62T cn ' f tho noblest disposition
think ' themselves happiest when others
snare their happiness with them.
Prom the Amorican Agriculturist.
, ' LOW BIRD."
' ' (Carduelis tristis.)
! We recently asked an intelligent farmer,
whether he supposed this bird remained in
New-England during all the Winter. He
replied unhesitatingly, No, for he must
have seen them,' if such were the case.
We exhibited to him one in its Winter
plumage, which was so widely different
from its Summer garb, that he insisted it
jas not the same bird, and as he would
not acknowledge the force of evidence
which would be conclusive to the ornithol
ogist on the question of identity, he re
mains unconvinced to this day. But it
is not the less true, that this lively little
sparrow that glances so brilliantly in the
light of an August sun, with its jet black
wings and light yellow body, and which
is known to almost every farmer's boy in
New-York and New-England as tho "Yel
low bird," can not be called-migratory in
its habits, but remains with us during the
cold and storms of our longest Winters.
True, ho fits himself for them. The hu
man denizen of the same geographical
limits does not make a greater chaugc
between his Summer and Winter clothing,
tb an this little bird. He docs what human
fashionables often do not he even ob
serves the proprieties of the case. The
warm tints of his summer vesture would
be ill suited to the snows, storms and
clouds of Winter : accordingly, while the
light, tufty feathers of his body, wings,
and tail become thick and compact, and
very much increased in length, they at
tho same time assume a more sombre hue.
The yellow body is changed to a Quaker
like brown, and the jet wings grow lighter
and are crossed by the transverse bars of
white. The tail nearly doubles its length,
and becomes more forked.
The habits of this bird seem in Winter
materially changed. While in Summer
they are commonly seen in pairs, and in
early Autumn accompanied by their young,
when strong enough for flight, in Winter"!
they become gregarious, individuals com
ing together in largo flocks, sometimes
numbering hundreds Its flight, too, is
changed. In summer it is performed in
deep curved lines, alternately rising aud
falling after each propelling motion of the
wings. Each of theso curves is accom
plished while uttering one or more of its
sharp notes, the one accompanying the
other with almost the regularity of a clock.
The curveting movement could hardly
be carried out in a large flock, and in
AVinter this peculiarity is lost entirely.
Tho wholo flock then moves straight on
ward, or in long graceful swoops, as if
animated by a common instinct. The
following account of its instiuct is given
upon tho authority of that most accurate
observer of the habits of North American
birds, the veteran A,udubon : " There is
a trait of sagacity in tho bird which is
quite remarkable. : When a goldfinch
alights on a twig imbudc with bird-lime,
(a gluey substance, expressly for the pur
pose of securing it,) it no sooner discovers
the nature of the treacherous substance,
than it throws itself backward with closed
wings, and hangs in that position until
the bird-lime has run out in the form of
a slender thread below the twig, when
feeling a ccrtaiu degree of security, it
beats its wings and flies off, doubtless
with a resolution never to alight in such
a place again. I have observed those
that had escaped from me in this manner,
when about to alight on any twig, whether
smeared with bird-lime or not, flutter over
it as if to assure themselves of its being
safe for them to pejeh upon it."
Birds like other animals, require an in
creased nutrition in cold weather. The
bodies of all warm-blooded animals are
caloric factories, which aro run at a full
or lesser speed as the season requires;
and the rapid motion of their complicated
machinery requires an increased con
sumption of fuel, which is but' another
name for food. ' " '
''But what of all this?" says tho far
mer. "What is this tome? Yellow
birds aro well enough in their way, no
doubt, but of what possiblo good are
they ? ' Why should an agricultural paper
fill its columns with matter which would
be well inough in a bird book, but which
i3 all out of place in a practical newspa
per !" Softly, good friend I Bo not so
hasty with your condemnations ! Watch
this little bird more closely, and you will
find him to be a most active and indus
trious friend. All through the long Sep
tember to April, he is hard at word for
you. In the fence corners, beside the
hedges, along the highways, around the
stone-heaps, in many places, the thistle,
nettle, white daisy, and noxious weeds of
an huudrcd different species, which too
often escape the attention of 'the most
careful husbandman, have grown up to
rank maturity. In the swamp edges are
many patches of rank wild-grass which
you have not found time to cut down.
Left uninjured where they arc until
Spring, filled with their thousands of seeds
they would be scattered all over the farm
or garden, giving a crop next year, neither
useful nor ornamental. ' It is upon the
seeds of these thistles, daisies, weeds, and
rank grasses, that he and many other sim
ilar species live. Wherever his food is to
be found, you may sec him, tearing up and
down the withered petals of the ripened
flowers, leaning downwards upon them,
eating off the seed, and scattering the
down through the air. The eye of many
of these small birds is one of the most
wonderful things in nature : its structure
enables tho bird to detect its appropriate
food at a long distance, and when once he
has perched upon a plant, he rarely leaves
a single seed.
Tho amount of food which ono of these
birds requires, is very largo in proportion
to the size of his body. The ceaseless
activity of his muscular system during
the day, can only be kept up by a corre
sponding amount of nutriment. Every
lady who has kept a caged canary bird,
knows something about his appetite. The
power of flight of tho goldfinch is very
strong. He is a clean worker. Before
snow falls, he gathers up all the seeds
which have fallen upon the ground, as well
as those which adhere to the parent stem;
after the snow falls, he is, of course, com
pelled to live solely upon such food as he
can find above its surface, but he rarely
abandons one field until he has exhausted
the supply of food thcro. We have known
single localities, where the highway was
infested with tho Canada thistle, which a
flock of these birds would not abandon
for almost the entire Winter. It is ob
vious that the amount of noxious vegeta
tion thus prevented for the coming year,
would be very large.
It may not be out of place here to say
a word about ' its nest and cgg3. The
exterior 6f the r.cst is composed of various
lichens (mosses,) fastened by the saliva
of the bird, and lined with cotton or other
soft materials. It is found at various
distances from the ground, upon small
shrubs as well as high trees. It is some
times attached to tho side only of a small
twig. Tho eggs aro five to six in number,
of a bluish white, marked at tho larger
end with spots of reddish brown. Only
one brood is reared during the season, and
the young are fed from the mouth, iu the
same manner as the Canary.
An Incident op Lifk in th Gold Be
oions. Among the deep defiles of the
llocky Mountains, lately a small company
of men stood around the new made grave
of a dead companion. With heads un
covered they listened attentively to t'ue
words of tho preacher as he offered up a
T.ravcr. While in tho midst of it one of
the company discovered tho color" in
the earth at his feet thrown up to make
room for tho remains of the deceased. Ia
a, loud whisper he communicated the
rather exciting intelligence to his com
panion. All heard it, even tho clergy
man, whd suspended his prayer, ' opened
his eyes to- see his auditory scitter in
every dircotion to stake of gold claims.
Calling in a loud voice to them to stake
him off a "claim," he rccloscd his eyes,
hastily concluded his prayer and started
off on a run to join his fellows in securing
a clitim. ;, ' ; : 1 i ,
We wind up clocks to make them
keep' running and banks to stop their
. The love ef pleasure betrays us in
to pain ; and many a man, through love
of fame, become infamous.
Some years since a largo vwhale was
caught near the Thames Eiver, in Eng
land, and takn to the shore, where it was
visited by thousands. Its huge mouth
was propped open by poles, aud formed
a cavern large enough for a good sized man
to enter very easily. A scientific gentle
man, quite eager to examine tho interior
of this cavern, stepped inside, and upon
the animal's tongue. This is a spongy
mass, and in this case having been some
time exposed to the air, it was as soft as a
bog, and as he stepped upon it he sunk,
and slipping at the same time he pitched
forward headlong toward the whale's
gullet. He was now iu a really danger
ous predicament ; he sank lower and lower
into the oily mass, until he nearly dis
appeared, and must soon have lost his life,
had not the bystanders come to his as
sistance r as it was they had great diffi
culty in drawing him out of the fish with
a boat hook.
" Axing for Her." Colonel Dick Nash
tells a rich story about " axing for her"
in his earlier days. Ho was deeply smit
ten with the daughter of a wealthy old
skinflint residing in Alabama.
The colonel, self-confident of success,
arrayed himself in his best suit and pro
ceeded to call on tho ' paricnt," for the
purpose of obtaining the consummation
he devoutly wished. Matters had all along
gone on smoothly. Colonel Naeh had
every ground to hope for success. Finally
a convenient season arrived for him to ap
proach the old 'un. Says the colonel :
" Squire, my business to-day is to ask
for your daughter's hand."
" It is, is it? What ! you marry my
gal ? Look here, young man ; leave my
premises instantcr, and if ever you set
foot here again I'll make my niggers skin
you. Marry my daughter indeed ! You ? "
The colonel left ; he saw that the old
gentleman was angry. After getting off
to a safe place, he thought he would turn
and take a last fond look at the home of
his lost idol, when he spied the old man
busy, with spade in hand, shovelling up
his tracks from the yard and throwing
them over the fence'. Col. Nash imagined
he was an unwelcome visitor in that
house. .
Brick Tea. "One half the world
know not how the other half live," is an
old adage verified every day. Modern
travelers arc continually bringing to light
something new in the habits of other na
tions. A recent explorer on the Amoor
River, in Siberia, thus describes what is
called " Brick Tea 1" ' It is a solid mass
about eleven inches long, six inches wide,
and one and a half inches thick, , and is
made from tho last gatherings and tho
refuse of the tea crops. Tho leaves and
stalks are wet, mixed with bullock's blood
and pressed in a mold. . When wanted for
use, pieces are chopped on with an ax,
bruised between two stones, rubbed in tho
bauds, and thrown into a cauldron. A
bowl of sour cream, and a handful of
millet meal with a little salt are added,
and all is boiled for half an hour, and
perved up hot." It in said to answer a
very good purpose for a man. hungry
enough not to be over-nice ; but most per
sons would prefer to take their tea and
soup separately. .
A Goon Witness. Lawyer Did the
defendant knock tho plaintiff down with
malice prepense t
. mtness Jo, sir; ho knocked him
down with a Jlutirot,
Lawyer You misunderstand me, my
friend; I want to know whether he at
tacked him with anv evil intcut.
Witness--Oh I no, sir; it was mitside
the tent. ' ' ,
: Lawyer No, no ; I wish you to tell
me whether tho attack was a preconcerted
affair. ' ' ' Vi .' ' J ' .
Witness No, sir ; it was not a free
concert affair j it was at a circus. ' "
"Fnthrr. 1id vou ever havo another
wife besido mother?" ; r.
: "No, my son ; what possessed you to ;
ask such a question?" ; .,
"Because I saw in the family Biblo
n,l Atinn TWninv. lfiMfi.
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