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i' WM K A NO. 15. MIDDLETOWN, NEW CASTLE COUNTY, DELAWARE, SATURDAY MORNING, APRIL 9, 1870. VOL. 3. NEW STOVE, TIN, AND HOUSE-FURNISHING STORE. THOMAS H. ROTHWELL'8 NEW BUILDING, (forth Sidle of Matin Street, 4 Buildings West of Town Hall, Middletown, Delaware. Where he has constantly on hand, and is pre pared to manufacture ALL KINDS OF TIN WARE, At Short Notice. Particular attention paid to ROOFING AND SPOUTING. Orders respectfully solicited and promptly atten ded to. COOK STOVES. STAR, COTTAGE/NATIONAL, CHARM, PRIZE, & VICTOR COOK. PARLOR STOVES. BOQUET BASE, GAS, BURNING BASE, DIAL, VIOLET, REVERE, UNION AIR TIGHT. Stoves suitable for stores, offices, hotels, and school houses. Orders will be received and promptly any kind of Stove that may be ordered. GALVANIZED, RUSSIA, AND SHEET IRON, ZINC, COAL HODS, SELVES, POKERS, SHOVELS, TEA KETTLES, BAKE PANS, WAFFLE IRONS SAD IRONS, BRASS it ENAMELLED PRESERVING KETTLES, ENAMELLED SAUCE PANS, TEA BELLS, JAPANNED CHAMBER BUCKETS, SPITTOONS, WAITERS, LANTERNS, FLOUR AND PEPPER BOXES, SAND CUPS, MATCH SAFES (Cast Iron,) MOLASSES CUPS, PEACH CANS, ( Soldered and Self-Sealing ) PATENT CLOTHES FRAMES, itc. Ac. Ac. Prompt attention to business, moderate prices, competent workmen, and a determination to please, may at all times be expected by those who may favor him with their custom. filled for The as lar it - THE VAPOR COOKING STOVE. No Wood, no Cool, no Stove Pipe, no Athen, no Dirt, no Wood Boxes, no Coed Scuttle, no Kindling Wood, But a Friction Match, And the fire in full blast in half a minute, oven hot in two minutes, steak broiled in seven min utes, bread baked in thirty minutes, the fire eu tinguished in a moment. Flense call and examine it in operation at Thomas H. Rothwell's Stove Store MIDDLETOWN, DEL. Sole owner of the stove for the State. Feb. 19— y to ANTICIPATING THE FALL TRADE. T HE undersigned bas made the most elabor ate preparations and already offers to those who may wish to be early in making their ' Fall at and Winter purchases, a FÜLL STOCK OF GOODS. Suitable for Fall and Winter wear and usage. My stock of DRY GOODS will consist in part of BLACK and COLORED ALPACAS, Wool Delaines, Wool Poplins, ÜVtohairs, A gcod assortment of Prints, Cotton and Woo Flannels, 1, 1J, 2} Brown and Bleached Muslins Heavy Domestics, Bal. Skirts, Shawls, &c. &c. NOTIONS. Hosiery, Gloves, Ladies Corsets, Ladies Vests, Ribbons, Edgings, Gents Undershirts, Ladies Collars and Cuffs, Combs, Hair Brushes, Velvets, ♦nd in fact everything you could well expect to find in a first Class Notion House may here be had. I ask the particular attention of the ge to ray assortment of FRENCH and AMERICAN CLOTHS, and Fancy Cassimers. New Styles of which I am constantly receiving and disposing of at reasonable prices. Community in general to my of Mens Heavy Boots, and of Mens, Womens and Misses Heavy Shoes, which I have made to Order of the Best material, aftd on any of which d am willing to guarantee satisfaction. I have also a good assortment of Mens sewed and peg .ged, single and double upper and sole Calf Boots, and Ladies Dress Shoes in Various Styles. ntlemcn Also to the Hats and Caps. fCarpets, Druggets, Oil Cloths, Oil Cloth Win dow Shades, Door Mots, Hardware, Cedarware, Quecnswarc, Earthen ware, Stoneware, Groceries, Ac. Ac. Ac. Glass, Oil, Paints, Mackerel, Shad, and Her ring always on hand, fVt- Will show goods with pleasure, and make a liberal discount for Cash. G. W. W, NAUDAIN. No. 3. Middletown Hall. Oot. 1«— tf 0ORONER11 To He Democratic Votert of New Cattle Oo. Fillow Citizens At the earnest solicitation of my friends I again offer myself as a candidate for the nomination of Coroner of New Castle Co. thankful to my friends for the support the«%ave me at the last nomination election, and pledge myself to abide the decision of the party. * RICHARD GROVES, and Delaware City, Feb. 5—tn 500,000 OSAGE ORANGE PLANTS, FOR SALE. FOR HEDGING, VERY LARGE AND FtNB. .Also, 200,000 Small FRUIT PLANTS & VINES OF THE BEST VARIETIES OF STRAWBERRY, * RASPBERRY, BLACKBERRY, GOOSEBERRY, St GRAPE. ■ ASPARAGUS ROOTS, EARLY ROSE à CTIIER SEED POTATOES For Information and Pricss, apply to HENRY CLAYTON, Woodside Small. Fruit Nursery, MT. PLEASANT, DEL. Feb. 6—3m Cecil Democrat, Kent News and Transcript, Delawarean, Del. Gazette, Republican, copy k mouths and send bill to advertiser. RHODES SUPER PHOSPHATE THE STANDARD MANURE. MANUFACTURED BT POTTS & KLETT, Camden, New Jersey. The attention of Farmers is especially culled to Rhodes Super Phosphate, as the most valuable and reliable manure for wheat and grass, as well as for olher crops, as attested by an experience of fifteen years. This long established and standard manure is prepared expressly for DRILLING, and particu lar care is taken to maintain the high reputation it bos obtained. ORCHILLA GUANO. A. A . A TRUE BIRD GUANO. RICH IN rilOSIirATES t ALKALINE SALTS. Substitute for Ground Raw Bones. .$30 per ton, of 2000 lbs. Price. For sale by dealers and by YARNALL & TRIMBLE, Wholesale Agents Pennsylvania, New Jersey and Delaware. march 5—3m REMOVAL. T HE undersigned having removed to Main street, opposite the National Hotel, Middle town, Del. intends to devote his whole attention to the GRAIN AND LIME BUSINESS. Will pay on order of Messrs. William Lea. & Sons, Brandywine Mills, or Elihu Jefferson, New Castle, ighest cash price foi grain, delivered . It. or on Delaware waters. Also will fill orders for Eambo's, White's & Kenneday's Lime In store and for sale MORO PHILIPS' BAUGIPS RA WBONB $ RHODES' SUPERPHOSPHATES. . CLOVER AND TIMOTHY SEEDS, FLOUR, FEED, AND CORN MEAL. Del. the hi at Del. R p&~ Don't forget—opposite the National Ho tel, Middletown, Del. January 22—1870 A. T. BRADLEY. 110,000 Oct. 23 —tf Wanted on Bond and Mort gage, liberal—apply Geo. W. Ingram it Oo. to F arm in rent county, md. of ho ACRES, UPON NAVIGATION, For Sale upon very reasonable terms. Apply oct. 23—tf GEO. W. INGRAM it CO. to D elaware rail road bonds, DELAWARE STATE BONDS, NEW CASTLE CO. BONDS, For Sale by GEO. INGRAM A CO. of oet. 23—tf W ANTE £ws. STOCK. Highest market rates paid by Oct. 23—tf GEO. W. INGRAM , NATIONAL BANK A CO. W ILMINGTON A READING R. R. BONDS For sale by GEO. W. INGRAM A CO. Brokers. Oct. 23—tf piRST Get 23—tf Class Real Estate Bonds for sale by GEO. W. INGRAM A CO. c APITALISTS are invited to call and exam ine our list of Securities before investing. Geo. W. Ingram t Ce. Oct. 23—tf F OR RENT—a Wheelwright Shop in Middletown ; possession given immediately. Apply to W. L. BÜCKE A SON. Jan. 1—tf Middletown, Del. JJIDES AND TALLOW WANTED! Bull Hides 6 cents. Sheep Pelts 79 cts. Steer Hides 8 cents. CalfSkin 14 cents. O O , Tallow 10 cents. The above prices will bo paid at Nov. 20—tf INGRAM A GIBSON'S. Middlttown, Del. EASONED OAK and PINK WOOD, sawed and Split, delivered in town, in quantities to E. T. EVANS. suit, at $7 per cord, by Feb 19—tf Select fjortrg. TUB three: homes. "Where is thy home?" I asked a child, Who, in the morning air, Was twining flowers most sweet and mild In garlands for her hair. "My home," the happy heart replied, And smiled in childish glee, "Is on the sunny mountain's side, Where soft winds wander free." Oh ! blessings fall on artless youth, And all its rosy hours, Where every word is Joy and truth, And treasure lives in flowers. "Where is thy home?" I asked of one Who bent with blushing face, To hear a warrior's tender tone, In the wild-wood's secret place. . She spoke not, but her varying cheek The tale might well impart : The home of her young spirit meek Was in a kindred heart. Ah ! spirits that might soar above, To earth will fondly cling, And build their hopes on human love, That light gnd fragile thing.* " Where is thy home, oh lonely man ?" 1 asked a pilgrim gray, Who came with furrowed brow and wan, Slow musing on his way. He paused, and with a solemn mien, Upturned his holy eyes— " The land I seek thou ne'er hast seen ; My home is in the skies." Oh, blest, thrice blest, the soul must be, To whom such thoughts are given, That walks from worldly fetters free— Its only home in heaven ! ■ k K HIGHLAND MARY." One of the most beautiful songs in any language is Burns' Highland Mary. It was inspired by the great Scotch Poet's love for Mary Campbell, a Highland lassie whose beauty of form was ouly equaled by the sweetness of her nature and the purity of her heart. Burns said of her that she was fair and affectionate and as guileless as she was beautiful. The first time he saw her was during one of his walks in the woods of tho "Castle of Montgomery," of which he wrote : Ye banks and braes and streams around The Castle of Montgomery, Green be your woods and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlic ! There simmer first unfuulds her robes, And there the longest tarry ; For there I took tnj- last farewell 0' my sweet Highlund Mary. Mary Campbell, so pretty, so pure, so gentle and so intelligent a lassie, could not but have many admirers among the gay laddies of the uplands of Scotland, and Burns found that he had rivals in abun dance for her love. But_ tho superior address of the Ayrshire poet was succcs ful, and she gave him her wholo heart. She know of Burns' irregularities of life, that he had sinned grievously against her own sex, but she knew in her own heart that her love for him was pure, and she was equally confident that she had inspired in his heart an affection that was superior to any sensual passion. Believing this she plighted her faith to him, determined to wed and lead him in tho path of virtue as well as animate him with an ambition to do great things worthy of his genius, which she was undoubtedly capable of appreciating. Burns remained in tho Highlands long enough to consummate his engagement with the dear creature. He left her expecting in a few short months to return and claim her as his bride. Of tho hours ho spent with her he sung: $ The golden hours, on Flew o'er me and n For dear to gel wings, j dearie; s light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Before parting they exchanged vows of eternal devotion of the most teuder kind. They stood with a running stream between them, and holding in their hands the bibles which they had exchanged, they lifted water in their hands and vowed to remain faithful and true to each other as long as the woods grew and the waters ran. They parted, how, is told in the following words of this sweet sad song : Wi' monie a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu ' tender ; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore ourselves asunder. She went her way to Caval to make preparations for her wedding, and was seized with a burn ing fever which hastened her to an early grave : But meet again they did not. to But, oh 'twas death's untimely frost That nipt my flower sae early. It is said that Burns never heard of her death until ho was on his way to meet her at the marriage altar. He never forgot her, never censed to love and mourn for her. No one had ever before so filled the heart of the wayward, passionate poet, and no one ever afterwards was ablo to make him forget his "Highland Mary, once before took leave pf her in a poem, when he expected to go to tho Indies, in this manner : I have sworn by the Heavens to my Mary, I have sworn by tho Heavens to be true; And sac may the Heavens forget mo, If I forget my vow. He was faithful to his vow, and bis po em of " Highland Mary" Is one evidence of it. Perhaps the sweetest poem Burns ever wrote was composed in the memory of sweet Mary Campbell. Years after her death, after Burns had married and commenced housekeeping, and had chil dren about him, upon an anniversary of Mary Campbell's death, he fell Into a fit of melancholy, which remained upon him all day. Late in the evening he wander ed out among his cattle and threw him self down beside one of his corn ricks, aud with his eyes fixed on "a bright particu lar star," composed the poem "To Mary in Heaven." He Ce. in to Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usherest in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast I o How every line of this verse speaks the deserted and sad heart. Wife, tho one who should bave filled the place in his heart once -occupied by his Mary ; chil dren, so many pledges of love which should have called away his heart from the one now in Heaven, were all forgot ten, and his whole soul goes out in an agony of desire after his long lost but still loved Mary. O Mary I dear departed shade ? Where is thy place of blissful rest? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast I His heart was not with the one who had placed her hand in his, and whom he had borne to his humble home as his wed ded wife, but away off in the woods of Montgomery. That sacred hour can I forget; Can I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayre To live one day of parting love? The whole scene, the gurgling brook with pebbled shore, the thickening green woods, the fragrant birch and white haw thorn ; the flowers springing wanton to be prest by the feet of his loved one ; the singing of the birds in tho trees overhead, the faithful kiss of love, the plighted faith, the sacred embrace, the parting full ten der, came again, und he coutinùcd his song: Still o'er these scenes my metn'ry wakes, And fondly broo's with miser care ; Time but tli' impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. Burns hastened, through dissipation, to an early grave. In a life remarkable for vicissitudes there arc but few bright spots, and the brightest of these is his love fur Mary Campbell. Had she lived, she might have redeemed the pledges her strong faith and ardent love gave, that she would have reformed him und caused him to give the world something greater by far than everything be ever wrote. Even to her death we are indebted for two of the sweetest and subliinest poems ever written, "Highland Mary" and "ToMary in Heaven." met Chicken on the Brain. —Near Erie there lives a colored person by the name of James Stewart, whom the community by common consent have dubbed Commo dore Stewart. He is a talented but an ec centric individual, and has a weakness for chickens. On one occasion, being found near a poultry-yard under suspicious cir cumstances, he was interrogated rather sharply by tho owner of the premises as follows : "Well, Jim, what are you doing here?" "Oh, nufiin, nuffiu ; jess walkin' roun'." "What do you want with my chickens?" "Nufiin at all. I was only lookin' at 'em, dey look so nice." This answer was both conciliatory and conclusive, and would have been satisfac tory had it not been for Jim's hat. This was a rather worn soft felt, n good deal too large for its wearer's head ; and it seemed to have a motion entirely unusual in hats, and manifestly due to some remarkable cause. It seemed to contract and expand and move of itself, and clearly without Jim's volition. So the next inquiry was: "What is the matter with your hat?" "My hat ? Dat's an ole hat. I'se fond of dat hat." "Well, take it off and let's look at it." "Take off dis hat ? No, sab. I'dketeh cold in my head, sartin. Always keep my hat on when I'm out o' doors." And with that Jim was about beating n hasty retreat, when at his first step, a low "kluk, kluk, kluk," was heard coming only too clearly from the region of his head-gear. This was fatal ; and Jim was stopped and forced to remove his hat, wheu a plump, half-grown chicken jumped out and ran hastily away. The air with which the culprit gazed after it was a study for a painter ; it expressed to a perfection wonder and perplexity blended, but not a trace of guilt. Slowly he spoke, as though explaining the matter to himself, and ac counting for so remarkable an iucident. " Well, if dat ain't de funniest ting I ehber did see. Why, dat dar chicken must have olum up de leg of my panta loons." Trub Philosophy. —Often as we have read this little gem from the pen of a deep thinker and a ready writer, we never tire of its perusal, there is so much about it to admire and approve. Reader, try to in fuse into your own soul the spirit and sen timent of tho author : "When I look upon the tombs of the great," said Addison, "every omotion of dies within me. When I read the envy epitaph of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out. When I see tho tombs of children, I rejoiçe that they have es caped the evil to come. When I see the tombs of the parents themselves, I consid er the vanity of grieving for those whom wo must so quickly follow. When I sco kings lying near those who deposed them; when I see rival wits placed side by side, or holy men who divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little com petitions, factions and debates of mankind. When- I read the several dates on the tombs of some that died as yesterday, and some of six hundred years ago, I consider that groat day when we shall all be con temporaries, and in»ko eur appearance to gether," Original fetches. For the Middletown Transcript. View from the Town Hall Steeple, BY PORTE CRAYON. Travellers who have clambered up to mountain summits, have spoken of a pe culiar sense of elevation which they have experienced. They have felt themselves above the grovelling things beneath them, and have gazed up at the blue heavens above them, and down upon all below, with a sense of superiority attributable alone to their altitude. This is the expe rience of all persons, whether standing upon mountain-heights or upon pinnacles reared by the hand of man. Why it is so, I cannot explain. I do not attempt to give the philosophy of this feeling—I only state the fact of its existence. Just that same kind of feeling came over mo, on a recent occasion, when I ascended the steeple of the Town Hall, aDd gazed abroad upon the lovely land scape spread out before me like a vast panorama, gladdening tho eyes and filling the mind with rapture and delight. At one's feet lies the town, with its hive-like activity, its industrious citizens with me tropolitan air, hurrying scurrying along the pavements, intent on business, and the wheels of passing vehicles continually rumbling upon one's ears. Looking eastward the observer sees the pretty town of Odessa, and the modest spire of Drawyer's l'resbyteriau Church, pointing toward tho heavens. Its orderly and dignified inhabitants are at ease in their possessions, and an air of comfort and competence pervades the place. South of the town winds tho tortuous Appoquin imink, with its long poetic name ; and beyond are the rising grounds around McDonough, the field of vision stretching towards St. Georges, and away to the broad bosom of the Delaware. One may count the white sails of the rich argosies afloat upon its rippling waves, hearing the commodities of commerce, from port to port, to meet the ever active demands of trade. The eye, sweeping northward, is next arrested by Iron Mountain, or Iron Hill, as it is more familiarly known, just beyond the littlo village of Glasgow. This is the highest point upon the peninsula, and is computed to be from three to five hundred feet above tide. This elevation is remark able for the quantity and the quality of its It is tunneled for a considera n a I iron ore. bio distance, and tho oie is brought out in littlo iron cars on a railway, conveyed to Newark in mule wagons, and sent by railroad to Principio Furnace, where it is smelted and prepared for use. Three miles distant is another elevation known as Gray's Hill, upon the summit of which is a farm house distinctly visible to the naked eye. A mile and a half west of this last named hill, lies the town of Elkton, hidden from view by intervening forest, but the vision ranges beyond, to the blue hills of the Susquehanna, sixteen miles distant, and northwest to the irregular outline of tho elevations which constitute the chief geological features of tho region known as Elk Neck, lying between the North East and Elk rivers. These hills hound tho vision in that direction. Circumscribing the view, and looking northeast by north, northwest, in nautical parlance, the eye falls upon many well cultivated fields, neat and commodious farm-houses, closely trimmed hedge-rows of Osage Orange, and expansive Peach Orchards, which constitute the leading features of the landscape in all this region. At this season of the year, before the trees bave donned their foliage, many res idences can he seen which in summer are hid from view. Looking east northeast, the dwellings of Serick F. Shallcross, R. T. Cochran, Thomas Cochran, and Au gustus Nowland, Eqs. are distinctly seen. And, nearer still, the beautiful farms and farm-houses of Messrs. Wm. A. Cochran. R. W. Cochran, Samuel Penington, and Messrs. Vail, Allston, Willits, Merritt, and others. North, lie tho beautiful resi dences of Mr. Wm. Brady, Mr. Vanhikle and Messrs. R. R. Cochran, Hayes, Bur roughs and others. Northwest and west, tho view is bounded by the forests of Mid dle Neck, Sassafras Neck, and the region around Warwick. Within those points lie the fertile lands of thd Messrs. Der rickson, Murphey, Hoffecker, Polk, and others, whioh cannot be so well discerned from this point of view. Within nearer range stands the fine mansion of John P. Cochran, Esq. and around him are planted his four sons, all conveniently and pleas antly located, on good farms, with com modious dwellings, and ornate grounds and shrubbery. Beyond are tho beautiful residences of Messrs. Amos W. Lynch, . F. Hanson, James Kanely, Joseph Roberts, and James Kanely, Jr. and in their vicinity the fine farms of Mrs. M. E. McCrone, Messrs. Price, Reynolds, Crock ett, and others. Southwest and south, are the fine estates of Wm. Wilson, Dr. Crawford, Henry Davis, Joseph West, Benjamin Gibbs, Robert A. Cochran, R. T. Lockwood, L. Ginn, Robert A. Cochran Jr. A. S. Nau daln, John Drummond, Ed. R. Cochran, and Wm. Grcon, Esqs. all conveniently loeated, highly improved, and very pro ductive, Truly may the inhabitants of this region say—"the lines have fallen to us in ploasant places"—for gentlemen who have travelled extensively, both in Europe and America, have declared that they have never seen a region that could surpass it in beauty and fertility. Not the Gcncseo to of B Valley, the Shenandoah Valley, Va. Wy oming Valley in Pennsylvania, nor Pleas ant Valley in Maryland, are moro attrac tive. The scenery and general aspect of the country, is said more nearly to resem ble certain districts of England, than any other part of the world. Added to these, it has the advantages of convenience to market, having ample railroad facilities, good churches, well regulated schools, im proved mills, fine, broad, level roads, and to crown all, is unsurpassed for its health fulness. No sketch of the view from the pinnacle of this edifice would be complete that should omit the ''cities of the dead" in this vicinity. One mile north is the Ce metery of Forest Church, and the site of the primitive house of worship erected there by that congregation. The mention of the name of that ancient church in the wilderness, awakens recollections of tho past dear to the heart of many who still "tabernacle in the flesh," and "linger upon the shores of time," who now and then revisit the dear old spot first trodden by their infantile feet, hand-in-hand with loved ones who now repose so quietly be neath the green turf above them. One mile south is the venerable pile of good old St. Ann's, with its neat, pictur esque cottage Kectory, both embowered beneath the spreading branches of giant shade-trees. Around the ancient church edifice stand the marble memorials of the departed, which serve not only to preserve the memory of tho dead, but to remind the living of their own mortality. In these two cemeteries the " forefathers of the hamlet sleep," for five or six generations. What hallowed associations cluster around these resting-places of the mute tenants of the tombs, whose feet like our own, once trod those beaten paths, moved aloug those aisles, and reverently knelt around those ancient altars. A transport of ' ' sweet melancholy" steals over the spirit and bows it in humility and self-abasement, as it indulges in these reflections. Memento mori is stamped on every object that meets the eye, and yet, the careless and thought less regard it not. Such is man. But, I have fallen to moralizing, instead of sketching. Let me finish the task before me. The view from the steeple on a bright sunny day, is really enchanting; and to one who has a keen appreciation of rural beauty, the broad campagna which euvi rons Middletown, affords a fine opportunity to enjoy it. lion 1 to Court in Church. —A young gentleman happening to sit at a church in a pew adjoining one in which sat a young lady for whom he conceived a sudden and violent attachment, was desirous of enter ing into a courtship on the spot, but the place not being suitable for a formal de claration, the case suggested the following plan : He politely handed his fair neighbor a Bible, opened, with a pin stuck in the following text; Second Epistle of John, verse 5 : " And now I beseech thee, lady, not as though I wrote a new commandment unto thee, but that which we had from tho be ginning, that we love one another." She returned it, pointing to the second chapter of Ruth, tenth verse : "Then she fell on her face, and bowed herself to the ground, and said unto him : Why have I found grace in thine eyes, that thou shouldest take knowledge of me, seeing lama stranger ?" He returned the book pointing to the 13th and 14th verses of the Third Epistle of John : "I had many things to write, but I will not with pen and ink write unto thee. But I trust I shall shortly see thee, and we shall speak face to face." From the above interview a marriage took place. Delusionb op Girlhood. —The follow ing is a bit of Fanny Fern's experience :— " i used to belive in school friendship. That delusion ended when Arabella Trip let told mutual friends that I was years and years her senior, knowing what a dreadful fib she told. I used to suffer pangs of anguish because of woes of beg gars. Since that I have seen one unstrap bis wooden leg in an area, and run off gaily on two legs of his own. Another threw a loaf of bread in the gutter, and I saw a third, who had all day been yelling, " Please assist the blind," carefully exam ining his collection of ten cent stamps by the light of a friendly apple-woman's can dle. I used to put the greatest faith in lovers' vows. Now, I do not believe a njan means anything he says to woman, unless it is something disagreeable. I used to believe in faithful servants. Since then I have hired girls from intelligence offices, and lost all my handkerchiefs but one. I used to believe in beauty. Since then I have seen a bewitching belle take off her hair, all her teeth, the best of her complexion, two pounds of cotton batting aud a corset. During the examination of a witness as to the looality of a stairs in 8 bouse, the oounsel asked him 1 • ' Which way do the stairs run ?" The witness very innocently replied i " One way they run up stairs, but the other way they run down stairs." The learned counsel winked both eyes and then took a look at the ceiling, Chinaman's Idea of a Trial in Eng land.—A Chinese thus describes a trial in the English law courts : " One man n quite silent, another talks all the time, and twelve wise men condemn the man who has not said a word." SPARE THE BIRDS. The Boston Post puts in a plep for the birds against the wandering Bedouins of the fields, who are petitioning the Legislature to repeal the law for the pro tection of the feathered tribes. Men who would murder inuocent sleep 1 itself are asking the privilege of levelling their deadly Manton tubes at the gay little robins and larks that give voice to our They want to load the carcasses of what few quail still struggle about the pastures with cowardly ebargt of cold lead. Not content with the wholl wrong license already permitted in many instances, they ruthlessly seek in the name of sport for liberty to mangle and murder the harmless song-birds of our gardens aDd orchards, whose early and late musio makes the air vocal and rains showers of delight on the roofs of all our rural dwell ings. There is a concert of movement a gainst tho immunities enjoyed by our harmless sea-fowl. The double-barrelled Huns would chase the gulls off the const.. And the same with other birds. The crows and jays are hunted of all now, being unrecognized by our having rights which humans are bound to respect. It is outright barbarity to permit birds to be shot either before or during, the season of increase. Nor ought any to be lawful game for the sportsman, that do not offer the temptation of valuable food. Unlicensed destruction should not be prac tised upon any ; but the innocent song birds of the fields and the gardens, these, certainly appeal to our truest sense and tenderest sentiment for their perpetual pro tection. What would the country be in summer without its orchestra of thrushes and sparrows and larks and buntings? The copses of maple and birch would be dead and desolate. The apple trees of the orchard are worth more to the healthy heart for their crops of robins' nests than for their burdens of rosy apples. What adds to the pensile grace of the elm before the homestead door more than tho little hammock which the flashing oriole has hung from its lower branches? How much dearer is the old porch for the mud nest which the homely phoebe has plastered in the cornice! Who would lot a rudo hand disturb the nest in the maple tree from which the bright eyes of the callow young stare into the chamber windows? The Audubon spirit should be cherish ed by every man, whether farmer or not, who is wont to set foot in the summer fields ; and in the Legislature it would crystallize in appropriate laws. The sen timent that would defend the bird is tho same that gives domestic life its expres sion. The song of the blackbird on a sunny day in the silvery sycamore bus a softer and sadder note than the campsnilo bird that wakes the echoes of the night in the deep forests of South America. Our blith little bluebird has a cheerier note in the early spring than one can detect in the prettiest talk from the tongue of a bird of. Mino. These little feathered gentry de serve the devotedness of some Buskin to render their architecture into poetic prose ; from the crow who constructs his Gothio buttresses in the tops of the loftiest oaks of the forest to the Saracenic oriole and Oriental humming-bird whose airy homes are gems of grace. The stones of Venico proffer no more profoundly interesting in scriptions, architecturally recorded, than docs the last year's nest that still hangs just over the edge of the waterfall ; nor arc all their storied suggestions more at tractive than a contemplation of tho home of the domestic pewce, the meadow lark under foot in the grass, and the wren which chatters ceaselessly at his door, summer season. t s > unners aws as At Nioiit. —Here is one of Thackeray'» pleasant touches ; " It is night now : and here is home. Gathered under the quiet roof, elders and children lie alike at rest. In the midst of a great pence and calm, the stars look oat from the heavens. The silence is peopled with the past ; sorrowful remorses for sins and shortcomings, memories of passionate joys and griefs riso out of their graves, both now alike calm and sad. Eyes, as I shut mine, look at me, that have long ceased to shine. The town and the fair landscape sleep under the starlight, wreath ed in the autumn mists, mong the houses, a light keeps here and there, in what may be chamber or two. The clock tolls sweetly in the silent air. Here is night and rest. An awful sense of thanks makes the heart swell, and the head bow, as I pass to my room through the sleeping house, and feel though a hushed blessing were upoq Twinkling a. watch, • lick it. Happiness is not a plant of earthly growth. Wealth, health, fame, frieDds, - will not secure it. Good and ill are sq strangely mingled, that in all situations and in all the relations of life, joy and sorrow come alike to all. This is man's lot. He who aooopts it with cheerfulness and contentment fares the best. Be sober, be honest, be industrious, be frugal, bo faithful, be respeotful. In a word, do as you would bo done by. Reverenoe Him who mads you. You will thus make the most of life, and quit it, at the end, with assurance of blies supernal. Think of it. Rulbs for Business Men. —He that would thrive must rise at five ; he that has thriven may lie until seven. If letter postage is reduced to one cent, there will be two sent whoro now there U one sent.