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A Family Companion, Devoted to. Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriltr,akes&o VoL xe WEDNESDAY MOIRNING, FBRUARY .11,484 . * THE HERALID' * 18 PUBLISHED ZVRY WEDNESDAY MORNING, Jt Newbomw 0. In, BY THWIO. . ORIKKEP4 )EdItor anmd Proprietor. 2*lm p*AOier Jb"W2913, l avuakwy it Advance. 4Sopdat the expiratimn Of E?%Te H mzrk denotes expiration of sub M~Fom the SIgnot and -1oMRL] 0* 1 k Geueral A. Q~ Garliottion, fur ashm tWe beautiful Hoes on *'L1ife-Its Irypos.2 in sweet cadence they are not be hWn tbe OSummer Rose" of Richard Henry LIFE-ITS TYPES. ~ Pmd:xA.LC. GA3MMNTOX Tahob_ Ros% at early morn. 1dwyfreshuess.gW~ets the eye; Do ci daj~ sW ldswo. In1 drooplogleavas wMll fade and die. .tjgClouds that skitt the sky, AW1bYte irsWk of parting daey, V-#*knb.xpmmre IM1 tlbeasers eye el -113v 2620Dwet and pass ;;Ay! jUqenulY moon, through starry skies, ,*ft afteery truain P'-ads on ber way; Wbev from ber coach Aurora bles, -7Shifteis beforeAithe bgter day. But swee Spring-time will come again. Tbe. br*bht S=n, too, will rise again, Ws~edli beams of golden light g~6b~clods'and hill and plain, they beeweeid. from sight. An~'th Non'ssweet face,'see'n from afar, AWiIaka gi o"er laad and sea, _-W,#nLAv-T,* - hPIAstm to star. pbgo light andjesy. .?We*f~ cbequered o'er its way -f= 9WEicsAdes-*f dilzkandilght -Tfi ]mowe ad the brirhler ray, tor, swilling was the word he used I -boo! hoo! hoo! Oh dear me! to h think I should ever have lived to r hear such dreadful language out of fh my husband's mouth; and then, says t] he-'and making me as miserable a n wretch as walks the earth."' . tl "Pretty plain talk," interrupted the Doctor, with a shrug of his h b-oad shoulders. C "Oh yes," sobbed the victim, "and i ti so awfilly coarse andunkind. If I si had had a spell, and died there be- y< fore his very face, I don't believe he tI would have cared a snap of his fin- h ger. I tell you, Doctor Ellis, there a] is such a thing as a man becoming, hardened." o "Evidently,' replied the physician p, with a laconicism absolutely painful. "But my husband has nothing in M Lhe world to trouble him but just'la my poor health; and I am sure I re can't help that." This remark was b( more in answer tQ her companion's ta tone and manner, than the one sin le word that had accidently escaped ttI his lips, and this the Doctor felt. st "Anybody would think by the fo way he goes on," continued the irte hi woman "that I enjoyed myself with w apasm,s and cramps, and fainting ri its. Anybody would think it was ? pleasure to me to feel, every time ti E see a funeral procession, a if the cc earse was going to stop at our w loor nexf. Oh yes, such a life is m very enjoyable, very, indeed." I Doctor Ellis took no notice of hi these last words; the man's eyes tI grew hdminous, anti his whole face fy declared that he considered himself aster of the-situation; andif Mrs. d Stephens had not been so entirely "] taken up with her own ailments, e ental and physical, that honest w face wduld have betrayed him. ka "You say," hebegan, settling him- la self in the large easy chair, and as- w ming a strictly professional air, b] &Mat your husband has nothing to ti brouble him but your health; how lo you know that, Mrs. Stephens? sil "How ? Why, how do I know any- tI thing ? By the evidence of my sen- p ses. Don't 1 know that John Ste- 01 phens has a splendid business that Looks after itsel, a magnificent in- g< some, and money enough to live on the bare interest, as well as afami e ty need to live, if he never ,entered his o eeagain while he has breath ?" M "Buitmoniey isn't everything, Mrs. tephens," proceeded the physician, with a calmness almost mephisto- ic phelian. "There are other troubles si eside money troubles. How about t alth, madam? a "aealth ?" repeated the lady with a smile she intended to be sarcastic in bo the last.degree. "Health!f Doc- h< bo Ellis! Why, there isn't ahealth- it ierer sounder man than m-y hus- Mi bad in the whole United States. si e eats more in one meal than I do in three months." - a "The e is nothing the matter with ic your husband's stomach, Mrs. St- w phens." Dr. Ellis shaded his face n= with his hand, and waited farther e: developments. Mrs .Stephens mis- te took this attempt at forced conceal- in ment~ for emotion, and immediately n assumed af sitting posture, brushed herlair away from her forehead, and -S looked piercingly into her compan- t] ion's face. ol0 -"Why do you'accent the word Ii 'stomach' so strongly, Doctor Ellis!" la shinquiredin anxious tones. Mrs. h Stephena was forgetting herself, te pnd this the Doctor hailed as an ex cellent.omen. "iOnly that I might make you un derstand that a man's digestion - could be most unexceptionable, and t! yet hebe far from being sound in o1 other directions." ~l' " Then younmean to telme that w my husband is sick?" i "I do." ti "Perhaps you will still go further, p: and say dangerously !" ti "If you desireit." t "Oh, Doetor Ellis, how cold and ti unfeeling you are! I should think as you ought to know by this time,"- u and just here Mrs. Stephens broke .ri down en.tirely, and sobbed as if her heart would break S "Ought to know what. Mrs. Ste. phens ?" inquired ths Doctor, with ti unakd-for deliberation. h "You ought to know-to know that my-my husband's health and at life are of a good deal more conse- t quence to me than my own." "Ah, ilideed," interrupted the 0 phyician, with an elevation of his e: bushy eyebrows, immensely sugges tie of a contrary opinion, as well as several excellent reasons for said opinion. "Doctor Ellis, will you be'so kind as to tell me whad he matter with my husband? 0' p Mrs. Stephens was now on her h feet-tears all wiped away, eyes . flashing with a resentful spirit, and d only a little quiver of the lip, to show how deep a wound the kind heart in her bosom had sustained. There she stood, reproachful, defi- sa ant, determined, womanly. Thr koctor was delighted, and such an onest face it was that he carried )und with him from door to door, om sunrise to sunset, every day in ie year, that it was a mighty hard .atter to keep it from a betrayal of Le whole purpose. "Mrs. Stephens," said he, "you ive no cause to be alarmed. If I Lm only get your co-operation in te business, I feel certain that I Lal be able to make a well man of >ur husbitc in a few months, at Le longest; but as true as I sit re before you, I cannot do this one." "Why have I not been informed this before?" broke in Mrs. Ste 1ens, imperiously. - "Who was there to infori you, adam? Your husband does not iow his condition, and I should ally like to be told when you have ,en sufficiently calm to hear all at was necessary for you to know." "But, Doctor Ellis, I should ink you ought to have under ood that my.own health and com rt are nothing, compared to my isband's." Mrs. Stephens was Beping again. "There is no sac ce I would not make for him." "Curious creatures," muttered Le Doctor; "delightful bundles of mtradictions ! How the mischief s I to know, Mrs. Stephens, how uch you care for your husband? am sure you spent the last half ur complaining about him. Is at the way women generally testi their regard for their husbands?" "Oh, don't, Doctor Ellis, please )n't," pleaded the terrified woman. will never complain again-nev -if you will only let me know bat I can do for him. Do you ow, Doctor, I had begun to think tely that something must be amiss ith bhn, he was growing so irrita e. Poor dear! how wicked and toughtless I have been." "This, then, is the trouble. I all take it for granted, Madam, at you know something about iysiology, and can follow me with it difficulty ?" "Oh, yes-yes, for mercy's sake, >on." "Very well, ' And that the peri " The pericardiumn?" repeated is. Stephens. "You know what that is." Evidently Mrs. Stephens' anatom al knowledge was limited. She took her head in despair. "Some ing about the heart, isn't it ?" she ed atlast. " Yes, the pericardium is the embranous sac that holds the art. Well, sometimes this sac is no matter about particulars, s. Stephens," and Doctor' Ellis tddenly came to a stand stilL "It is enough, though, for me to y that we are both passably anx us that this heart should remain here it belongs. Mx: Stephens ust be ainused. He wants the op a, ~the1ecture, the social circle, en raining books-a happy home usic. You play and sing, do you at, Mrs. Stephens ?" "Oh yes-I used - to," and Mrs. tepens' tones were so pitiful now, iat big Doctor Ellis really was >lged to wipe both his eyes and a nose. Before he was aware, the crymal duct had got the upper md. "Well, try it again; get a acher, and go to practicing." "But how am. I going to manage Ly spasms?" sobbed the lady. "Well, perhaps between us both -you using your will power, and ining of your husba~nd, going it with him, and taking care of mniad'I dingmy' 'best~in my ay, we may be able to subdue em ; but you must remember s, madam-do not let Mr. Ste ~ens have the faintest suspicion iat you think anything is the mat r with. him; and above all, do not eat him like an invalid. Just nuse him, ai~d all that, just as you sed to when you were first mar Another series of sobs from Mrs. tephens. The Doctor arose to go. His pa ' ent had entirely forgotten that he id left no prescription. "About tea, Doctor ?" she asked, She prepared to leave. "Do you uink it very hurtful ?" "As an occasional tonic, I have no >jectons to tea; but as a daily bev -age, madam, it is an invention. of ie devil. Good morning." John Stephens sought his home at evening with a heavy heart. le believed his wife a confirmed in lid, or hypocondriac-it niattered 14e whlich; oia was aa bad as the her. His remonstrance s a n d Leadings had proved of no avail; a was doubtful even, whether his ife loved him. He opened the oor softly with his latch-key. This ad b>ecome habitual seldom did i gentleman show himself to his ife antil after the dinerell had unmoned the family-to the dinng )om. A strain of music met him on the! i very threshold. Abt's - beautifulI song.was being rendered, and his i wife was the musician. He was just in time to hear "The eyes that cannot weep Are the saddest eyes of all." For a full year this charming I voice had been silent as the grave. 2 "Company,perhaps," he muttered. i Curiosity overcame him. He open- i ed the parlor door and peeped in.. i Urs. John Stephens, all alone, and i becomingly attired. was as enthusi ;tstic over the rendition of a piece of music as he had ever seen her. I "What does this mean," Kate, he I asked, with outstretched arms. I " That I have given up tea, and ( am going to try hard and be well! 3 I guess my voice will all come back, John." "I guess so," replied he, folding f her close to his heart. Three months after this, the cure E was so radical' that Doctor Ellis t made a clean breast of the whole i thing; and there is no word or set I of words that can provoke so hear- i ty a laugh in the happy home of the i Stephens' as this physiologically I scientific one Pericardium. . I A SOUTH AFRICAN ADVEN. TURE. It was on the afternoon of one of the hottest days of an African sum mer that I left my farm to ascend the Draakensburg Mountain, for the purpose of finding, if possible, an t eland--a species of antelope- to replenish my larder for the cominga Christmas I was at the time living alone in a glen formed by two spurs of the mountain, with but few neigh bors, and no town within fifty miles; but my Kafres had become suffi ciently civilized to understand that Christmas-time meant unlimited eat ing,and Iwished,by providing game,.. to save an ox. I had only five-or six miles to go, and was well mounted ; so I did not hurry, but, leading my horse up the steep pass, reached the place where I intended to sleep, just as the sun was setting. The scene around, though quite different from our ideas of what it should be in December, was very beautiful. There was no snow, no leafless trees with their delicate tra cery set off by the glittering hoar frost, nor dark green firs bendingI tinder their white load; but still there was enough to keep me.stand ing. forgetful of fire-wood and all I had to do for my comfort during the night. I was on a narrow ledge of rock, separated from the network of hills beyond, by a deep,. perpendicular( gorge, at the bottom' of which, so low down that I could hardly dis tinguish it, ran a little burn. The setting sun gave the peaks that rich purple hue seldom seen away from heather ; and on the other side, as far as the eye could reach, lay the thorn-.covered flats and hills of Na tal.. Under the rock was a large cave, where I had determined to sleep.- ~ It had in olden times been a regular resort of the Bushmen, but few came near it now-indeed, I had not known they came at all, btit on going in, I found some calabashes, and the ashes of a newly-made fire, that could have been left only by them. There were other marks on* the walls, though evidently of great antiquity: rude sketchea and draw ings of cattle,. horses, bows and ar rows, and even of a Bushman riding. it is most curious that a race so low down in the scale of humanity that their language contains only a few unpronounceable clicks, and who, with the exception of fire, in their mode of life differ but little from the ape, should have learned to do this. It may be that it is a rem nant of an old sign-language, or the last relic of some former civilization. It was a full moon, and, after ad miring the wonderful lights and ~shadows thrown by it on the bro ~ken ground, I turned in and slept till near daylight. As soon as I could see, I started to hunt. Much to my annoyance at the time, though I had afterward cause to be thankful that my horse was spared such a gallop as riding down an eland entails, I could find nothing, and could tell by the spoors1 that no herd had been about for some days. It was nearly nlozI~ by i ore I becante coninc4 of thlis; and i tempted by the abade of a line of , tree ferns, edging a little brook I whose bubble sounded refreshingly i amid the great heat, I took my sad- r die off, knee-haltered Prince, and. lay down. Of course, I soon dozed of but became awake in a couple of hours-I say 'became' awake,' be cause it was not the natural ronsing.r up of a person who has been asleep, but a sudden return to conscious. i iess, without any movement, and vith all my wits about me, and that nward feeling, which perhaps some )f my readers may have experienced, )f something being wrong, and a ension of all the powers of hearing o discover what it is. I had not ong to wait; whiz came a tiny ar ow, striking the stone on which ny head had been resting,and where ny cap still was. It did not require auch 1hinking to know that a Bush aan's hand held the bow it had ome from, nor to determine that he best thing for me to do was to ol quietly into the bed of the little >rook below me. Luckily this vould afford good* shelter, and.I ould almost reach the edge with ny hand. The tremendous violence with 7hich these streams - come- down rom the hills during the heavy thun [er-storms, wears a deep passage ven in the hardest ground; and, hough there was bnly about an Lich of water, and it was not a yard >road, the banks were to the full our feet high. Leaving my cap vhere it was, I rolled over as quiet' y as I could- but just as I was dis 6ppearing, another arrow came and truck me in the thigh, the only art not yet in safety. It took all ny self-control to continue my move 3ents as before untiI stood crouch ng at the bottom, "Why," the eader may exclaim, "the paiu of uch a tiny arrow could not be so ,ery great!" No, neither is the ite of a snake in itself; yet of the wo the latter is the loast to be dread d. It was poisoned with that eadly skill for which the whole ribe is famous; and, as I-stood be ow, I knew I had little chance of eeing another sunrise. However, with that self help that ien who lead asolitary life acquire, instantly drew my hunting knife ipped up the thousers, and with a teady hand cut out the arrow-head, Lot sparing myself. I then took ay flask and poured powder into the round, and gently striking a match, et fire to it. That done,I took off ay belt, and using my full force, trapped ita little 'bove,as tight a it wouldg& gd I do not think that in doing all his I liad'any hope'of saving my ife; there was only a sort of feeling hat I was doing my duty. The >ain was not very great, and my hief thought was for vengeance on he malignant creature, that I soked on as my murderer. I right y' imagined-he was not aware of his access. ~No doubt he thought he samissed me, and thatlIwas still ying asleep-in proof of which I oon heard the whiz of another ar ow striking above. Moving down ,bout a yard, to where the over tanging ferns would conceal me, I tuietly raised my head; the ground ras wlightly rising, and I could see round for some distance. There w'as my horse unconsciously gra ing away, but the grass was too ong for me to see my enemy's rhereabouts. I-, howrever,.guessed hat he would try and get between ts; and so I waited, watching and gasping my ifle. Ten minutes passed in silence, and hen I fancied that the grass was moving unnaturally. In another econd, a hand and bow appeared ; :heard alittlengand saw the iny messenger of death again pierce he spot~wherEI had been. I kept nyself fronm firing, though;I covered he 'plce. Suielya ie ould become cupatient, and give me a better op ortunity. Another tir minutes, aid satidenly, in a different spot, whichi commanded a better view of iy cap, a little black head peered >ver the grass. It was enough; I ired, a shrill shriek and a spasmod e spring into the air told me that .had nothing more to fear. Getting out as quickly as possi >le, I dragged myself-for the limb ras now much swollen, and becom nig more and more painful-to my addle, where I carried in a little >ottle some eau de tuce for snake >ites, and poured out a large dose. Lter taking it, I caught my horse, addled it, and picking up two of he arrows, went to have a look at he dead Bushmai. He was scarce y over four feet high. with arms so ong and thin as to reach deformi-' y, short and bow-kneed legs sup >orting' a-lttle round body-he had vidently not been starving lately and features so closely resembling hose of an intelligent ape, that, had here been sa tail, no one would 'ave thought twice -about the mat er. I did not remain long; there ras no time to lose, so, taking his ow, I mounted, and putting my orse at his best pace, started on aif long ride. I knew perfectly rell that the only chance, su,ch as it ras, of saving my life depended on cry reaching Ladysruith that night, nd obtainig medical assistance. E'he distance was fully sixty mile and with but one exceptiin, there rae nothing bnt Dutch boere' houses on the road, whence I could not hope for any help. For the'fn-t twenty miles I kept steadily on my way, though the agony was 'dread ful, and I could hardly sit :my horse. I then reached arn English man's farm, pulled up, told my sto ry, and asked for spirits to keep my streggth up, and the loan of a fresh horse. I shall not easily forget his wife's scared loo as she came out and saw me by the light of her flick ering candle. . I suppose I must have seemed half mad. They brought me out a: full bottle of whisky and a tumbler, which I fill ed and drank off neat; but they had not got a horse "up." They were, he said, all running, and it would take hours to find them. So I started again. I do not remember much more of that wild, moonlight ride; I became drowsy and half de lirious, just retaining sense enough to go straight. How I did it, I do not know, as for the greater part of the way there was no road, and event in daylight and with nothing the matter, I should have hesitated in more than one place. .However,. Providence or instinct guided me right; and, as I was afterwards tod -for -I remember nothing about it. -I reached the town at ene A. m. just eleven hours after I had left i had finished the wisky on the road, and it was to that the doctor ascribed my ultimate recovery. For nine days I was in a high fever and delirious, and it was more than six weeks before I jrot up; and for years afterward the wound did not heal. Even to the, present day it occasionally bursts out afresh, and will probably continue to do so to the end of my existenee. A Qu.nm EssAY O DoGs.-LThe. following essay on dogs was written by a small New England boy last summer: "As this is.the tale of a dog, it may be inferred that every dog has a tail, and "that everytail has a dog. I liyve never seen a,dog's tail run over two fee, but the tale of a dog can be of any length, and two. feet always run under the- tal: AWMIdog-has its tail, -andvety tail its dog, so-also.hiss ev.ei-y til its wag and every wag his tale. IAd4 can wag his tail one day out of two, but a wag can itell his tale. eight days out of aweek making a total difference between the ag of a tail and the tale of a wag of' two. days, seven w'ags and a tail. Mr. Shak speare (late of England),. says that every dog has his day, butit can also be said that every day has its dog, so that we have day-dogs and dog-days-dog-days are twenty-fouir hours long without the tail, but day dogs and watch-dogs run to any length if they are not ehained. 'A watch-dog on-land is the same as a watch-dog on ship-boai-d, l-ut they are entirely different from dogging a man's watch or watching a man's dog. I. have often seen a star -fish, but I never heard of a star dog, al though astronomet~s do say there is a dog-star, and that by fallinig,down over a dog you can see stars, but this doable vision~does not affect the measurement of a dog ; he con. tains. just eight feet, two fore and two hind. There are, many ways in which this dog's tale could be drawn out, but a good, healthy dog's tail should not be over six inches long." Sidney Smith's description of himself in eighteen hundred and forty-four: "I am seventy-four years of age, and being Canon .of St Paul's in London, and a rector of a parish in the country, my time is divided equally between town and country. I am living among the best society in the metropolis, and at ease in my circumstances; in tolerable health, amild whig, a tolerating churchman, and much given to talking, laugh ing and noise. I dine with the rich in London, and physic the poor in the country-passing' from the sauces of Dives to the sores of Laz arus. I am, upon the whole, a hap py man; have found the world an entertaining world, and am thank ful to Providence for the part allot ted to me in it." 'BEsu' Far.--"What ugly feet !" said a little girl, pointing from awindow to a Band of Bope girl, about her own age, who was passing. - To her sgpprise her mo ther ansawered: 4I think Caroline has the most beautiful feet of any girl in the village." "Why, mother ! Just look at them !" she replied. 'Then her mother said ; "'Beautiful feet are they that go Swiftly to lighten another's woe, Through summer's heat an<i winter's snOw." He that does evil that good may come, pays a toll to the devil to let him into heaven. A cool requs-rink to nie on 17 'WIth thin.. BUSIXESS.LAW. The following brief recapitulation of business:law isorth- a carett preservation, As it conains th e - sence of a large amouit of legal ier biage: : It is pot legaWy necessary,40 say on a note "fqr valae received.".* :A note made.on Sunday is :void., Contractsm.ade,on Sunday can not be enforced. A note,made by acniinor is* void. able. A :contrat Tade wi a hmatieis void. A note obtaiued byf#aud, orLfrom. a person in a.state of intoxication, camiot be collected . If a note.is lost or stolen, it does not:release the maker; hemust pay it iftthe consideration for, which it was given ean- he:pro.ven. An.endorser of sa.note is exemyt from liability if not: served with a notice of dishonor within -twenty four hours of its nonpayment. Notes bear iftterest only when so stated. .Principals are. xesponsible for the acta of theirsge'. Each individual in-a.partnier hi is responsible for'the whole amounij of the debts of the.firm. - Ignorance.of.thedlaw.excae no one. it is &frawa to oncea i fraud. The law compel no one'ndo IAn areenietwithoutcahidera tion is.- oid Signatures made wit .leailpen cil: are good in law. A receipt for-money iwnot alwas, conclusive.: :'The acts of-o2e partner bind a therest. - BigE Be rcAx eook ..mest to your spendiwg. N ateaba> comes in if more goes out,ou *i always be poor.w;;The disAot.in making money,- but in keeping it little expenses, like mice- in a large benewhr4eMA1 zbffy, mkp greati.wastey -Haii y. hi he get-bald; straw-by aftw e 4hatch goes off he-cottage; =nd*op jb drop the rainm tewiAhehbmbqr A birei is: soon:emptygif:h4 ita las but asdrop a:nanaa Izn, you mewad sd sbeginwfk'yop mouth4 insyt theeia#o t% red lane. Tho'alefugis.'edi'et waste. hne all mother- 4hingsteep, ithincmag.er ted or legsfartbera thati tre blknk wil re acheor yoni bils 4erold& J . clothes, choe4'suitable &adniting stul and not-'tawdry fm-eriw (Co be warm is -the-:xlann'thing, a-1ev1t, mind the Iolka 'A fool inay ina*s money, ixft it aWdia- iedan4o spndit. -"Renember that it is - sier to'build-tw-elimaeyt ta40o keep on4 going. 4fyo gonvsJalAo 6'eak andi board;T there inxiothing lefty dr tbeaenitgif bad1F'are hard ad workiaird wvhile i'h ares young, aid you 'wil have a b1ance. to trest wheni 'ot' di'e old. - me 0? ANo Ow ED vI.~Q follwing se&ounsit f the sying, "those who live in glass hous,e. shouldn'tthi-ow stones," is1rrtereat ing. At the union of-Eigland4 and Scotland (iu.1707, we believe), great numbers: of Scotehmemr dilodked to, London. Bueiga.hated the Scotch bitterly, and encontaged nu~ rauders to: break' the-wiiows of houses occupied by them. -Some of the sufferers-retaliated by braking the windows sof the: Ddke's house, which had&so'many that it was call ed the "Glass :House." The Duker complained:to the king, and the monarch replied, "Ah, Steenie, Stee nie! those whalivein glasshousei' should be carein' how- theys fling stanes." *A political -orator, speaking of a certain general whom he professed to admire, said that on the field of battle he was always found:.where. the bullets were thickest. "Where was that?" asked one of his audi tors. "In the ammunition wagon,' yelled another. "If this jury.conviets my elient," said a Missouri lawyer, rolling up his sleeves and-displaying his pan derous fists, "I shall feel compelled to meet each one and hammer jus tie into his soul through his head." Verdict of not guilty. "I never shot a bird in my life," sid .a friend to an Irishman, who replied, "1 never shot anythinug in the shape of a bird but a squirrel5 which 1 killed with a stone, who it fell :inito the igive.r and got drowned." Why even the editors of news papers advertiseiin them. D& you. not see it every fallW o od wvant ed at this offce." "PotaJous taken in payment for- the iQronicle. Apply to the edito Prayer is the voice of faith at mercy' doer. WACKU"S IRONIING. Mr. Wackup a married man of ,Bridgeport qtit work early the other afternoon' and went- home to f% up for te purpose.of spend inr the eveninx-o- rather hal th ''UiAdfiI xIber of hE idir6s 6rd' h's*wife Iyiag upon. 'a* Ingip oin;ga..i headachetbyt h 0o1i4'td;Aq .a clean. slrtei My.., Waekup sal& hWAA;ak e: :washed,, bak, nW; irapbi;a-sdshe was too.ill to do it4 and A-%*stithe girls aftenin dit. A shade of disappoidtr&6nVd6uded hi wro atd,rshigg,io ith ,itchenhe slammed the door with much eggcstness. and ,&r.kgte Py.fou4 an rqn !n thergg,,4iit 4d%tIf.- Then be dived. irttote basket- of dam.ened. .elothes and fbdbd oo rof-tis tshirts-at:the bot-. tork'jMslbehe''dxeeeted~. e sprs te garment Uon, t~bJ&WiLb6ufi~4 :4ivi4t,o oil-cl6th cover, and hqrriedAlco s,iited.hisyratch. ; ege pudnWt And4h.iraahldr;adauLht ted his pocket. handker i OR, after burning four of his finge ments, he 'adect the hot iron' ani his. shirt bin g.ie:thoght tb armne 'aa strange Id but supposediit WontdaaskmeitsP eril - er shape wen irond,an bepa e'a.Pthe, iron. up and <aowali j1 sy ThWt6 intilysaid hi id a mind ip. 6ollw the busness tqrg tu'ri hI 8 I n'd 1j6stib useiti dferd to'-fliigIaW ta'bie''#, at east. pix inches .more to sp.in'thi back. eN tlef tMl firoi on.;he tail of his. garmept, and sep,rge4hg l,1'16 it a,rge,ge hii&hanj, and ia his 4,e2 or move tbe sapootbing mach he negledbQo' se te,hold# toeitaudxShenot Wa1ni p who shs.diseed her husb&. bop ing boA t ib roin,.g,'foo. qad eleping the otpiergw4hn bott habas Teamp,tdthat Mtrs 1Vackup tegered wapaotT bapd:yearped fojugtkst par" t gg;gen g pa her sepp;d:- .*'X' gn' you ashamned pfuivareW you ol4 fgog daneijgn& 4gan-ean aroudae,adygur pegr'e wife' nearly. degd, too! And"-1;rheeh eyesr,@ upop .thp wreek, on tla. gberk:" figold idAol hasn't gone.an4 re.isy batvwuei! ny tp hear.ahis infuriaited.. btt hbellfJgejthe soencne,batagroit iy, dgdde .broon-Jiandl, an'd UtyedMqt pf -tha'.rooii.nd upf sitjr; $#obedtipjt.jhis'.sapper. The., neet inor-nigg he .,told Ni.? friends hiat the.reason Ae$ailed. toglieep liis .engagement, jihe as suddenly.a&ttacjred..fWith, tJo,ehot era xn.orbua?heappen table,aidr like~d to havae died daring tiO InPlymouth Chut' h, .4Supdaf$ morning, Mr. Beecher refused to gino a:oeeneeelrn cbarateristiec and :4Beeesher-likes manner. :He.said:. "I am:eque6t ed to give -a motice. whieh' pits fie in-a.littdAfflealty" ; I don'tr waet to, andcI do want to.;-Amaranthe. Dramatie:Association wish to giwr a benufit,in the Academy of Musici nezt! ; Saturday .evening; Th,ey, wish>a.to ' pa; - all the expenses themselves, and. give all-the re ceipasto athe plor-of Brookin.' Now,.I want the poor to :1ive all the money: they.:ean get, .but I don't want to advertise a theatri cal company, and therefore I shall not give the n otice e" [Great laughter.] .Man is creature of' interest and ambition.' His nat.ure leads him forth into the struggfe and b,nstleof the world.. Love is but .the em bellishment of his early life,or a song piped in the intervals of his agt.. 'But a woman's whole life is.a~ histor'y of the affections. The heart is her w.orld ; it is.Lhere her amibition.strives for empire ; it isi there 4 ce seeks for' hidden trea s. ~e sen(d's-.'f lS her synmpa'threan onadvgature, she etu barks her .whole souallo the traffi of affectios-; ad ifaship-wrecked, her case isskojiess, for it ia"l bankirketyoth ear.zIrisg. -ai,an eg.Wly practiooe. his lesse pteriptwill JAan hab it.; and It doubtMa.any occasion can be triviglt~ .atlhyp0miti the practce*ad dformetion' of saQb a habit. Advertisements Insfftad at the raue GrS.OO Per squmve-one fuch-forfiAM lnnrw.aDd 75c. for each subspetgxmDul colninn advertisements tenpercmoesabme. of respect, uO SqMS oMdnaly perli4e,"i Aver ents not MAMA4~im . 'y:-~~i I k i*fg ab r',,ilO w~dig. A, ir AmA .Boiliarmaken~ aaW UlmIo~ say iie et*hAQiWn& At 10a'r CgImAnh ~ A h~ U~%grSe~ betLer M.ntnga&-th faulta4,wo. men eh)uld stint the~r~~. - If we seize tbo h~1I~~may h~A. tO