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l' ' V $1,50 PER A NN UM IF PAID IN ADVANCE, ' SI N GLECO P I;E;S PIVE CENTS 11 . W,uh Journal, $tMci) to glmcrican nt(wsls; ;f itcniturc, Imcnt, anltj C5ncval Intelligent. :, ... . v STEUBEN VILLE, OHIO, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER, 7 1857." Zv RAUAN, Editor and Proprietor. VOL. 3. NUMBER 40. r THE GRAVES OP MEMOEY. BY 8ALLIE M. BRYAN. There is a lonely waste of graves' Beside a stream of sighing waves, Where mourning groops of cypress trees, yet not in her presence ! I must 'go if I nor beast could live on that bleak route half the distance ! I am soW, marm; but I only speak the truth about it.' The pale face of the young lady blan ched still paler, but her voice was firm. "Cold and perilous though it be, 1 must go to my mother. Were I sick, she would move heaven and earth, but .she would stand by my, bed vide ! I cannot let her die, and I so very near her, nd And weeping willows kiss the breeze, And some white roses faded there, Though they were planted with a prayer. Above one grave a marble form Defies the midnight's sweeping storm ; A wreath is on that statue's brow, And crowns before its glory bow. Aad yet one clasping arm is wound. A broken heart and harp around ; And (me is grasping through the air, At if the 'some-thing yet' were there! The heart and harp are as my own .The wreath is like a vision gone; This dream-built tomb I thought of yore Should rise when some Jonie Jife .was o'er. Some other graves are shaded o'er With myrtle from the hearts own shore Green with the memories of ibe past, go on foot and alone 1" Hash cirl ! u would be no better than suicide to attempt the passage of the I Winninisseogeo on such a night as this, even with a strong horse and an expe rienced guido ; and such cannot bo found, who will biave tbe horrors of the night for love or money !' 'Lady, I will go with you 1" and the crowa parted before the tall, finely built young man who came hastily to the side lot Hie strange girl, lam unknown to you, and my station in life is humble, but if you will trust me, the confidence shall not be misplaced ! He removed the cap from bis head, and stood erect and dignified before her a strikingly hand, some youth, clad in a rough garb of gray 1 here was the hre nt a lony spirit burn ing in ins deep, hazel eye, and around the .classically .carved lips dwelt an ex Though roundihemttigliting dews fall fast, pression half stern, half tender. The Bebide those mound a breeze's sieh Forever says: " Gone by, gone by !" Oiie form that's there beneath the sod Seemed brighter than a grecian God ! The classic curve, the red lip wore, The brow whose beauty charms no more, The heavy clouds of midnight hair, The wild dark eyes with love-light there. ' A It ll.iaa all all pp. .P. PI P 1 Aa 1 PP t9 1 n IPP All IUUBU CM!. U.U ftlO llivuiuvt IIIU WW m vaie or long ago. In the dim' 0 V, clear blue eyes of the lady met his fixed yet respectful gaze eearchingly she put her hand iu has 'God bless you, sir4." There is one true heart in JNew Hampshire!! wil trust you ! An expression of pride and gratitude swept over the young man's face, and be bent his head below her as he said 'In half an hour I will' return for you," and with a firm, ellstic step; he left the depot The young lady dropped. in to a seat by Yes, these, and one who , wins more sighs the fire, and, covering her face with her With sunny curls and deep blue eyes ; Ay, one more worshiped than all theso Rests in the grave of memories A Night on Lake Winnipisscogee. $y (CLARA AUGUSTA. hands, seemed lost in a painful reverie. The listless 'hangers-on' about the place gathered together, in a little knot about the oliice window there was a new sub ject to discuss. . tool enough is Will Argensen to un dertake the crossing of that Lake to night! lie II be frozen stiff, in my opinion, afore the day breaks !' exclaimed an old man, evidently the oracle of the company. 'And tho gal T it s a shame, though, for she's a sweet lookin' critter! Heaven Evening set in fold and gray. Until pity her, and take care of her! for she'll 0oon the sky had been clear ; but, as the need somebody's care before the night's un declined, a thick, leaden hae had through ! obscured his sickly light, and appearance 'She s in good hands, though,' said a cave promise of the coldest night ot an third member of the coterie, withdraw- juausuajly cold season. The up train on I ing his pipe from his mouth as he rpoke, the C Railroad was detained by he 'for Will s as noble a lad as ever breathed immense drifts of snow, which had form- the air of Hampshirn!. He knows every d upon tbe lines . and it was past nine inch of the Winnie, as well as I know ' o'clock when the puffing locomotive eacne the road to mill ; and his horse is a pow- alowly and laboriously lip to me little erful deal more intelligent than many hu 'depot at A, the northern terminus of man folks, any how . tbe route. Argensen will do well enough if there Asia usual in country, as wel as in ain't a squall : but it strikes me the sky place more thickly settled, quite a little looks rather hazy, depend upon it, this -company had assembled in the principal fall ain't for nothm 1' said a fourth, peer- iuoiii ui hid uuuuiug, iu tain uvc. mo ing anxiously oui mio me uarKness., 'ana mere weathers and discuss the probabil- if there should be a squall a tegular ityotthenon arrival ot the train uiat 'white eye,' then then and the speak night. With the first sound of the omni- er's Involuntary shudder finished the sen- b,ui .whistle the narrow door of the depot tence, The men drew closer together, was crowded with anxious headrf, each I as if for mutual protection, and there was .i .... i .. . . . . striving to pierce lartuer uno me auriiness a silence of a lew moments, broken at . I 1 la.a.t .... mm iu neigtwor. last Dy the old man wbo had first Rpoken The usmsI yanely of passengers alight- 'Only last winter. Door Henrv Bleech- 4 teach one anxious about bis or her er was frozen lo death on, the shore of baggage, and each one particularly certain Rattlesnake Island ! and then iust a week that ;t wtyi in just the -piace where the afterwards, poor Cap'n Deer been on ireigni-aiascer protestea it was not ; oui, the Lake a'.l bis lite time got bewilder aa its wjilh only one ot this motley as - ed in the squalls, and died out there all aemblage that we have to do, we will alone in the dark and cold, and his folks pass the others silently by. to home settin' up to daylight expeetin Smwu avouncr lady, our heroine, him I Oh. it was awful dreadful to afvd itfiitei with extreme elegan.ee. Uhink of 1 but nothin' to what it w6uld he Springing hastily to ih platform, loueh- if a woman a young, tender, beautiful tag the extended band of the gentlemanly woramr a tear wet the hardy face of the conductor, she gazei anxiously around old mountaineer, add he tamed to dry it lienor a moment, ana then maae ner way on hu coarne handkerchief. to tho window of h office, whwh was At this moment, the brisk jingle of pushed back, lo allow the official within sleigh-bells was heard , at the door, and. to receire me express ugxei, tyja separate before the eager listeners could spring ma uiBuo. iudwh dkmicu uw iw larwaru to onen it uoon vne new comer. Will Argensen entered, wrapped up in a buffalo robe. born.' :J y'i' Y - 'I am ready to attend you to Wolfburn, 'Twelve miles, marm J arid o passage if you still think of going, he said, ad- there, for five days ; road completely dressing the lady, She arose quickly at blocked; ; and he was turning away - the sound of his voice, and accepting the She put Out her hand to stay him. 'Jo large oranket which the ticket-master kind- passage ! It cannot be I I must be jn ty offered her as a further protection . Wolfburn within four' hours, sir 1 My against the inclement weather, she follow- mother is dying there I . i - M her conductor out into the dark, pier- .. orry-rvery sorry, indeed I but U S cipg night, ana was lilted into the sleigh an utter irapotiibiliiyio think of doing which awaited then), . Argensen wrapped aucb a thing 1 . Why, mirm, the thermoin- the buff do closely ajound her, and Bttach eter stands at 10 degrees below aero, this ing the lurge glass lantern, which he had very minute, and 'twill be still lower be carried in his hand, to the front part of ' fore midnight 1'' .s .'.;::s r j .V :' the cutter, he sprang in. Tlie horse was I know the cold is intense ; I dare say a large, powerfuliy-built animal, of a dark, tbe way 1 replete , with danger j but my iron gray ' and his fiery eyes, as well aa mother, tbe mother who brought me into his long, slender neck, showed . him spir- exisUnee ! is dying there and I roust go ited it strong. V " ' '' to her!'. The voice of the young gir be- .The eager crowd of idlers left their came-choked and broken as she ceased: I warm quarters by ' the inside stove, and : It'e a hard case:,! 'must admit; but gathered around thesleiih and its oociw - it's no use, to, think of. attempting to get pants'; some expostulating on the madness to Wolfburn5 Wn igh.--t.it) coach road is of the Wain in 'setiinir biit otf .' sdclv a ai mpwPahloias; Ihe A!p dtd ther mJ pight jollier, wishing,, them, .tyd-s ej4, iricK ii across ino iane j oi miH" wat "W -m-iiu niccciamauons arove 017., Half a mile on teara firma, and tho horse's feet rang shark and clear on the solid ice of the Winnipisspogee. The summits of the tall, blue mountains, which rose on either side of our travelers, were shrouded in an impenetrable mist, and the light wind which blew was insuf ficient to break up the clouds or tune that filled the air. Little or no conversation passed be tween these two people, so recently thrown together. Argensen was occu lted with thoughts ot the perilous under taking before them ; the lady, with sad images of her dying mother dying with out the kiss of her only child to smooth her passage through the dark void be tween time and eternity 1 With anxious eve, the young moun taineer scanned the thickening air, and the terrible thought would nu across his brain " ihe squalls should rise' Nearly four miles ot the journey was pas sod over in safety. They had reached the dreariest part of the road, and the da?kness became almost palpable. Moun tains, black as Erebus, completely walled in the shininer track of ice, rind by the pitching of tho cutter, aud the careful progress of the horse, they knew that drifts of snow and bilges of ice obstruct ed the way. The wind steadily increas ed, and cut the face like a sharp icicle. The breaths ot our travellers congealed almost.before they left their bodies, and the dark sides of the horse were covered with a fenthery frost. The cold became intense, permeating the thick buffalo skins as if they had been mere cobwebs, and the delicate frame of the young girl was chilled through. Bravely she suppressed tho dcaihly shivers that involuntarily stole over her, but, Argensen, felt , the effort. and drawing his aria around her, he said, in a low, earnest tone; .. Lady, we are strangers, but it is no time to stand fur ceremony, when one is freezing ! Sit as close to me as possible, and lay your face here upon my breast ; the wind is rising lo a gale, aud the squall will be upon us ere long! With one powerful hand he guided Ihe horse ; with the other one he held closo to his side the little trembling lorm ot his the courage of William Argensen advan ced towards him, and laying both her hands in; his, she burst into a flood of tears. ' He took both the hands and pressed them to his lips. It was all the reward he asked all she sought to give. One year later, and in one" of the most splendid residences in Boston, there was a wedding ihe groom William Argensen the bride Julia Huntington. That night of horror had become the parent of a love stronger than death more enduring than life, and before that love the haugh ty pirde of Julia's mothei had melted away like snow before the sunshine. The oung noqlo mountaineer, for the sake of that love, left the hills aud valpys he loved, aud in a celebrated university his mind, already rich in the royal gifts of Nature God, became refined 111 Hie flames of heaven-sent knowledge. They are very happy in their gorgeous home that fair young wife and her noble husband ; and often do they bless the for tnne that caused them to pass that nioht UPON THE WlNNIPISSKOOEE. l lattery. I here is no tnenuship in (lattery. To the contrary, the disposition to bestow it is a proof of enmity towards the eubicct of it. rather than of love. This- the history of kings and princes has plainly demonstrated. Jfheir flatterers have neon ever most ready lo conspire against and destroy their authority. 1 rue friendship, whether in private public affairs, will induce those entertain ing it to tell one of his -faults, rather than to blind him to them with flattery And this is in obedience to the proverbia declaration " $ weet is ' (he reproof of a friend. ' - . ' '. But of all flattery, that is most des picable which selects females as its sub jects. The worth ot true womankind cannot be over estimated; but it is no com pliment 'to the sex, to be eternally flatter ing women, either individually or collect ively to prate simperingly of her lovli- ness, her beauty, etc., as not a few sem blances of manhood are wont to do ! The trust compliment to a woman is conveyed by showing that you appreciate the good sense of her conversation, or her writings, or her acts and deeds, at their true value, as those of your folio w-being; not as eithei a superior, entitled to ador ation, or an inferior, calling for patronage or pity, but aa an equal, challenging sun pie justice. Any other course is disgus ting, as well as insolent. It should be so regarded as the other sex. And it is so regarded by all women who "know their ights, and, knowing, dare maintain them not with mere platings, but with deeds 0 usefulness and goodness, within the sphero to which the finger of circumstan ces has pointed as that of their duty. The man started musical tones fell on his. ear. 'Pan voti tell mo the distance to Wolf- companion ; and the noble gray, as if feeling that everything depended on their reaching the end of their journey before the breaking of the squall over their heads, lore bravely on. In vain 1 in vain ! in vain I The mad wind bare along the eben clouds with the swiftness of lightning, and scarcely more than five miles of the way were passed ere it burst upon them in all its fury. The dreaded 'white eye enveloped them Hail and minute particles of frozen snow, . .p . p 1 i 1 .1 . t in thick continuous sneets, imnueu me eyes of the brave Argensen, and shut out ihe dim overarching sky. ihe norse drew up under the lee of a wooded island, and could be induced to go no farther. Argensen clasped both arms about hi paralyzed companion, and waited the pro gress of the storm. Heavily, and more heavily, she leaned upon his shoulders, and at length the ratal truth rushed over him with appalling force the sleep that in varibly precedes death, by freezing, was upon her ! . Ho sprang up wildly. For the love of Heaven, awake 1 Rouse yourself I To sleep is death ! A faint moan was the only response- He tore off ihe buffalo robes which en veloped her, and vigorously chafed her cold hands, and breathed upon her icy lips. For a time he feared that he held only death in his firms; but, at last, by the dim licht of the lantern, lie saw flush steal over her face, aud her eyelids slovly unclosed. It is my mother holding me !' she said dreamily ; then, as it remembering all she drew lierselt away iroin the arms that supported her., Argensen soothed and encouraged her until the storm broke and the clouds were swept away. A few faint, struggling stars burjt through the billows of vapor, and like angels' eyes, looked down upon the wide desert 0 snow. Two hours they waited there- two honrs of agonizing suspense ere the noble horse could be made to pursue ' his way. , With more than a mere brute in stinct, he knew the-dangejs of the way in the thick darkness and storm, and re fused to subject his master to greater peril. - As the wind sunk to rest, and the sky became clearer once more, our travelers went on, and after an hour's swift trot, they arrived . safely at Wolfburn. Tbe necessary inquirjet being made regarding the where bsut of the young lady's mother; Argeiixon drove her 10 tbe house specified, and yielded tojhe urgent solici tations of his feUqvy voyageur, he went in with hor, ; , ; ' :, . .' The first question of the afflicted girl was answered in such a manner that the warm blood flushed over : her cheek and brow, and a feryom .? Thank God 1" burst from her lips,,. --'i,, -rt .fp,' 1" Mrs. Iluntineton is better.'! said the lady,; wliqiu.vMiss Huatingiou addressed as aunt . md Julia for that wis, :the name of Iter who had put to such 9 trial Sagacity of the. Ox. The following instance of sagacity in the ox. was related to me by an old farmer, who assured me of its truth, although, as he expressed it, he was so young when it happened, that he would not be willing lo qualify to it now.' ''It was on the farm next to my father's down in Hamphire State. The farmer had an ox that was the un ruliest critter that ever my two eyes be' held. There warn t no fences could stop him. If he couldn't jump over, he'd get under, or fall 011 it and break ir down he was constantly in some mischief or other ; eating up tolks garden sauce and destroying their crops, llis owner put boards over his eyes, put yokes oral kinds on him. but all to no purpose. So finally he took and shut him up in his barn yard. .But the tarnal critter would undo the button on the barn. door, and open the grain-boxes, and get into the bay mow, and commit all sorts of devastation He tried all manner of ways to fasten L I 1 . 1 ... .1.- -i -f...l I -! nis oarn-aoor, dui ine ox woum circum vent him. At last he made a large but ton of a piece of hard-wood , scantlin, got a ladder, and fixed the button right over the top of the barn-door. .,po he walked into the house and told his folks what he had done. . 'And now,' says he, I guess Brin won t gel into tho barn again 111 h urry.' , His words were scarcely out of mouth, when he heard a dreadfal poundin out in the barnynrJ. He ran to.lhe win tier, and wliat do you b pose he saw ? Why, the ox had seen him fix the button and knowing he couldn't never teach it, he had tuk up a two-year-old bnil that was runnin' 111 the yard, and kldhim up and actully made that innocent critter turn ihe button for him !" ' .CST A gentleman froin Boston chanced to find himself 'among a little party of la dies, away down' East, last summer, and while in the enjoyment of some innocent social play, he carelessly placed his arm about the slender waist or as pretty adam set as Maine can boast of, when she start ed and exclaimed. 1 ''Begone, mr 1 Don insult me I" Thtt gentleman 'instantly apologised foi" the seeming rudenees, and assured the half offended fair one that he did not intend to insult 'herr, M,No t-2- She replied archly.' "Well, if you ilid you may ao so again I . A Widow of The Olden Time- A curious instance of a lady availing herself, in 1540. of the right to appear by champion, in a. breach of promise of marriage case, is mentioned in the mem oirs of Marechal de Vielleville. The husband of .Philippe de Montesped'on havingdicd in Piedmont without issue, she was left a young, rich and beautiful widow, and was sought in marnasre by several noble suitors. Amongst these was the Marquis de Saluce, to whose atten tions she deemed to listen f ivorable, and she permitted him to accompany her from 1 unit to raris. It turned out, however, that the sly dame only wished to have the advantage of his .escort on the jour ney; and when she arrived at its termin ation she cavalierly dismis'ed him, say ing: 'Adieu, sir! your lodging is at the loslel des Ursins, and mine is at the hos tel Saint Denis, close to that of the Aa guslins." The Marquis still persisted in his suit, but as Pntlippe continued ob durate : he ussertod that she had made him a formal promise of marriage, and cited her to appear befoie the court of parliament. She came there,- attended by a numerous company of friends, and, having been desired by the prescient to hold up her hand, she. was asked whether she had ever promised marriage to.the marquis, who was then present in court She answered upon her honor that she had not ; and when the court proceeded to press her with further questions she exclaimed with passionate warmth : "Gentlemen, I never was in e court of justice before ; and this makes me fear that I may not answer properly, But to put a(stop to all captious caviling and word-catching, 1 swear in the face of this assembly to God and the king, to God under pain of eternal damnation to my soul ; and 10 the king under me penalty of loss of honor and life. that I have never given pledge of promise to mar riage to the Marquis de Saluces, and, bat is more,, that I never thought ol such a thing in my life. And if there any one who will assert lo the contrary, hero is my chevalier whom 1 oner to maintain my words, which he knows are entirely Hue, and uttered by the lips of lady of honor, if ever there was one. And this I do, trusting in God and my good right, that he will prove the plaintiff to be (begging the pardon or the court) villainous liar. Ibis spirited delence caused no little sensation in the audience; and the president told the registrar that he might put up bis papers, lor Madame a Marechale had taken another and much shorter road towards settling the dispute. hen, addressing the marqnts, he asked. Well, sir, what say you to this chat- enge?" But the. love, as well aa the ealor of the letter, was fast oozing aw?.y; and the craven knight answered by a very decided negative. "I want not," said he, to take a wife by force ; and it she does not wish to have me, I do not wish to have her." And so making a low ubo isanco to the court he prudently retired, and the fair Philippe' heard no more of us pretensions to her hand. THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MYLIFE. The ancients ceitainly made a great mistake in not choosing Niobe foi the gondess of marriage. Hymen is by far to jolly ; he is all smiles more of tne hy ena than tbe crocodile; whilst Niobe is just as she sought to be all tears. There seldom is a marriage mat is no. perfect St.Swithin altair. JNo one unless he has soul of guita perch!., thor- ouoly waterproof should think ol going 10 a WCuUWg WIIU icoo man jiuw.t- handkerchiefs; and, even then, a aponge is belter adapted lo the "joytul occasion. Mejfciake wives as they do pills, except ing indeed, when, ihe "Utile things are well gilt." If a kind of, matrimonial parometer were kept in each family, and its daily incications as to the stale of tne weather at the fireside accurately registered, we have doubt that 011 the avciage being ia ken the following results would be ar rived at: Before Marriage, Fair During Marriage, Jret ; After Mar riaoe, Stormy. Meteorologically speaking, it would be highly interesting could we arrive at a knowledge of tho axact amount of "do prevailing during courtship. Nobody can feel more truly wretched than on' the happiest day of 11 is lite. wedding is even more melancholy than a funeral. The bside weeps for everything and nothing. At first she's heartbroken because she s about to leave her Ma and Pa ; then, because she hopes, and trusts Charles always love her ; and, when no other excuse is left, she bursts into tears because she s afraid he will not br.D the ring with Lim. Mamma too is deter mined to cry for the least thing. Her dear, dear girl is going away, and she is certain something dreadful is about (0 happen, and goodness gracious! she's for gotton to lock the dining-room door, with II the wine and plate on the table, and iree strange servants in the house. At Lhurch the water is laid on at eye- service; indeed, the whole party look so wre.tched, no one would imagine there was a "happy pair" among them. When apa gives away bis darling child, he does it with as many sobs as if he were handing her Over to the fiercest polygam 1st since Henry VIII. instead of be stowing her upon one who loves his lamb, regardless of the "mint sauce that accompanies her. The bridegroom snivels either because crying's catching or because he thinks he ought, for decen cy's sat e, to appear deeply moved and the half dozen bridesmaids are sure to be all weeping, because everybody else weeps. Pay Up. Notwithstanding ancient Mstol's declaration that "base is the slave who pays," we say 10 everybody who owes, or shall hereafter owe a dime or a million pay up. He who pays not, is not far removed from a villain, while prompt paywent covereth a multitude of peccadillos. The "circulating medium is the life-blood of society, and woe to bim who retards its healthful now ; while he who has none of it in bis pocket shouk anxiously Bet about the acquisition of it in some honest way. 1 here are hundreds of men in New York who never "pay' and yet Solomon in all his glory was not aruyed like one ol these. 1 hey wear the shiniest hats, the glossiest coats, the most . irreproachable pants and boots sport elegant jewelry, frequent the opera are conspicuous 111 conspicuous places and yet pay neither landlord nor washer woman, neither servants nor victimized friends. - Such people should be made an example of. They should be dunned in the pubho streets, and always and a con stable sitting at their gate. Finally, tbey continue incorrigible, they should be compelled to wear coats in public made of their unpaid bills. JY. Y. Ledger. , Gettinq Ovbra Difficulty. A clas which graduated not over a thousand years ago, embraced among its members one Tom Elliot, an incorrigible wag, who was noted for any particular and marked at tention to hia studies. Mathematics was a particular object of Tom' disregard and this caused bim an occasional jeu txprit with the dry professor of conies. On one occasion the professor, during ihe recitation, asked lorn to explain the Itor izonlal parallax of the sun. Tom replied '1 don t know how." . ; ; 1 " But," aaid the professor; "suppose you were appointed by the Government to ascertain it, what would, you do T ' t I'd resign,!' gravely responded Tom amid tho convulsive laughter of the class and even the professor actually perpetra ted a gnu. , . - '1 Cure for Borrowing. I am an old housekeeper. I have of ten been annoyed by borrowers. I have had neighbors who never borrowed any thing but eatables. I have bad' other neighbors who borrowed everything but eatables. I had six months ago a neigh bor who burrowed eatables, drinkables, wearables, and everything else pertaining to housekeeping. . I will tell you how I got id of him. About once a week he borrowed eggs, once a fortnight coffee; and every tune it snowed, my shovel sugar, milk, potatoes and cigars about once daily. I had, on more than one oc casion, sent back sundiy Utile articles he returned me, which I had loaned him, thinking ho would lake the hint but, bless you, he liked that, so I procured a half dozen '. very ancient eggs, kept tbe coffee grounds after the strength oozed It wa3 not long before he sent for three or fonr eggs some nice cake was to be made, and eggs were necessary. Ho got them. I he. coke, ef course, was spoiled A short time only had elapsed when some coffee was requested. He had it. The next time it snowed, he wanted the shov el; it was in my coal bin, down cellar, but 1 merely said to him "My shovel is somewhere in the neighborhood, and if you find it, you may ua it, and wel come" After inquiring all over tho niegh boihood, he came to the conclusion thai he could not find it, and Abandoned the search. By taking this method,.! trust have got rid of him, as it is now five months and twenty-three days since he sent to me to borrow. ., JC3T A paper giving an account of To louse in France', savs : It is a large town containing C0.UUO inhabitants built ol Brick This is equalled only by a wel known description of Albany, which runs thus: ' Albany is a city of five hundred houses and twenty-five thousand inhabit ants, mostly with their gable ends to tha street , : ..... THE DEATH-WATCH. A verv common superstition,' by 09 ' means confined to the vulgar and ignorant, relates to what Is often called the "death watch." In general, superstitions notion are not entirely without toundafion, but,, have some basis in the observation otna- ture orin coincidence of facts, tipon which " the fears, or imagination of mankind builds , . ... .1 . 1 - : arger conclusions uiau ine preiiuaesjua.i fy. Accurate examination and . scientfio , research lead to the dissipation 01 such , delusions, and exhibit at once tbeir causa ' and their, fo'ly. Here for example, U a minute insect, almost impcrceptiolo to the naked eye, and yet it ticking hat disturbed the quiet and rest of many a ; - .1 fit: couch, and tilled many a oosom wun dark forebodings. Beating with regular. ity and precision lik a fine, well tuned - watch, 111 the stillness ot. ine iiignt, iw sound strikes the ear with clearness, and the attention is aroused and strained to discover the cause. It ceases, and iheu- wito reeular measure resumes its puka tion click, click, click and the affrght- ed listener begins to imagine those warm1 ings which he has heard recorded in fa. ble and idle story, until oy-ana-oy iiia vigils lire, and ho passes away into dreamland, where his terrors soon find shape in some horrid uhantasy. Jivropot pulsaloeious, such is the name of the lit- tie creature, tne origin 01 an uu nnscnici an insect quite as ugly looking as lie name. It has a while soft shell, (there are soft shells as well as hard shells a mong insects,) iis body is covered with short hairs, bristling horribly, teen with the microscope; its six legs, long antennas and fierce eyes, complete the forbiddipf appearance. Now it jerks its head sud denly upwards aud backwards, and strikef it against a horny ring or collar about the- shoulders, and tick, tick, click, click, tb rythm begins anil is prolonged through: the still hours of the night. ' --"f ' Certainly," says - ouer . certainly there can be nothing more, melancholy than this time-piece; so measured, aa distinct, and as we now write, among the small hours of the night, our imaginafion makes us pause to count, as it' recedes fainter and fainter, like the very echo of old Time's footsteps as he treads the minutes down ; then again advancing al most to out ear, beating out the warning, "Time is flying away, away hark 'am I not telling thee how neat the moments fly," and if our heart saddens at thister tain knowledge, reason, aud faith, aud trust in God, wili not allow us to pause for an instant to peer into the dark future, to eek out what evil this insignificant ink in creation can foretell, to terrify those who wait upon the Lord; knowing he performs his intentions without the ntervention of message or word, if y believe not the Scriptures, neither will ye believe even should one rise from the dead." Sir Thomas Brown, . in hia Vulgar Errors," lays great stress ;upou this superstition 5 he adds ,lHe wbe could eradicate this Urror lrom the minds of the people, would save from many a cold 8 weat the meticulous heads of nurses and grandmothers,!' and we. may , add grandfathers, for we have seen many a stout man turn pale when tne mimio stroke would strike upon his -arr Sci ence has been preaching the folly of this superstition lor many a year.oui yie charmer will not be heeded, charm the ever so wisely. Prot. Churtchman. ' A country lad who hud been at a uublio dinner, wished to describe Ihe scene to his dulcinea, in the language of -IP - 1 . ' L -It ' "I.I . .... - the village eauor, who niu saiu mat ' tne table groaned with venison, roast pig. and every luxury. ' Accordingly he declared to his wondering Belinda that' "venison and roasted pigs groaned on the table. ! V ... i nan -' ' ' ' . . XT. lie who is not bandaomo at twen ty, nor strong at thirty, nor rich at forty, nor. wise at fifty, will never be hand itn ii .1 nrOTi" . p-'Pivnnr wi.-i, Tub Be.uties of AuTc!.-r-Ever. person, perhaps, has a favorite season of the year erne preferring" the iuinmer, others the spring, others the winter, and nihers, like ourself, the golden autumn.V The zet of our pleasure is (tightened by an infusion of melancholy, rew, things are more melancholy than 'liiuilc none so melancholy as love. which U.'jn foci, nothing but the consciousness of a.' (Tesise nsverto be wholly gratified here below. Love is the eager yearning ot the. foul after the beatitilul, weichn but tnAther , expression for! the infinite.- Doubtless the fieeh green of springy when, thejreiv stand in v genteel . half-Jrest before they . . 6 . .. . . - 1 .1 modest pun, is ingiuy reiresnwg 10 ma mind as well' as to rhe eye "Bui antumii comes to us decked in a thousand colors painted partly by the haud of decay It is beauty on the threshold of the tomb,' rendered more , beaulful .and, faacinaunj , by the air breathing upon it from beyond, ; We Taney we never discovered a.11 ita loveliness till then.' Death ItBelf is mait-v velously beautiful, In its eternal aileiko 1 . ;. I.!... il..,pnp.kiMp. Ii. anu composure ; n um. ww mjwij n bares not speak it seems to; have closed its eye,' only that it ma indulge, in de- , licious dreams forever".,. All realities eeru nothing compared with the ideal, creation which tluong8iipon ihe soul in death.- Ail 8utamn is the' thrtshoM of fic.lh '-- . ture, soft, balmay, like the thoughts of oU; age, illuminated by, the light of heaven.n For. this reason we love the autumn, and appear to think and feel in it with greatest eas and' delight." It is' like the iimin.l- live mummy of an ' Egyptian leasi, ding us enioy oursclvei. tapi jly, bef-rr ding us enioy we depart hence, and nro