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THE STAR OF THE NORTH.
P ' * ; -- —! * " I. Vt Weaver* Preprleter.] VOLUME 9. THE STAR OP THE NORTH _ Is rOBMBDCD BVBBY WBWTXSDAY MOBNINO BY R. W. WEAVER, OFFICE — Up staire, in Ike new britk build ing, on tke south tide oj Main Street, tkird vare below Market. TERNS s—Two Dollars per annum j if paid within six months from tbe time of sub tocribing ; (wo dollars and fifty cents if not paid witbin. tbe year. No subscription re ceived for a leas period than six months', no discontinuance permitted nntil all arrearages ere paid, unless at tbe option of the editor. Abv KRTISEMENTS not exceeding one aqnar e Will be inserted three times for One Dollar, end twenty-five cent* for each adJhional in sertion. A liberal discount will be made to those who advertise by the year. w €l)oite goetrp. From tke Southern Literary Messenger. RAILROAD LYRICS. Aia—"Coming through the Rye." If an engine meet an engioe "Coming round a curve;" If they smash track, train and tender, What do they deserve ! Not a penny's paid to any, So far at ws observe, Bnt sll acqnit the engineer, When "coming ronud a curve." If an engine meet a steamer "Coming through the draw," If (bay crush or drown tbe public, Need we go to law I If lha engineer waa careless— P'raps he's rather raw— They don't discbarge an honest fellow, "Coming through the draw." If a steamer ehaae a steamer, "Running up to time." U they burst their pipes and boiler, Wheie'a tbe migbly crime t Should a jury in a fury. Make thempay one dime, Or send '.be officers to prison, "Running up to time!" If they maim or kill a body, Or a body's wife. Need a body sue a body, For baggage or for life ? If you sue for damages. Or pay for what you lost, Yoo get a broken neck or leg, And have to meet the cost. Interesting Letter of tbe Late Mr. Marey. We bave seen, says the Evening Poet, lew instances where the matured wisdom and ex perience of a life of seventy years are more pleasingly manifest than in tbe subjoined letter written by Mr. Marcy, in reply to the proposition which emanated from his friends. Collector Redfield and Wilson G. Hunt, who, as a mark of esteem and affection, on hi* re tirement from tbe Cabinet, bad tendered bim the Presidency of an international bank which they had proposed to establish: MR. MARCY TO MR. BKCHELD. WASHIBOTON, April 12, 1857. illy Dear Sir: I owe you an apology for having so long delayed to reply to your letter of the 7th inst. I cannot say that 1 bave at any time doubled aa to what should be my determination, yet I bave reflected much upon tbe subject to which it related. Tbe suggestion presents an opening, which at an earlier period in life and under other ciroum etanoee, would bave been very acceptable, but I am quite too old to adventure upon a new pursuit, so different from tbose which have hitherto engaged my attention, unless forced into it by inducements stronger than any that now preos upon me. My meant for the comforts ot life, it is true, would be con sidered rather scanty for s young man sur rounded by even an ordinary nnmber of de pendents, but mueb less is wanted when the jonrney i* near its end. I have no disturbing anxieties on this account. Every considerate mac should desire to place an interval be- Iwsen tbe active affair* of bit life and its close. Iu my ease, (bat space cannot be long. The foregoing view does not embraoe an other which has equally controlling influence with me. I hare been led into many differ ent pnaauits though none so distinct from tbe others as tbe one M proposed, and I may, perhaps, be allowed to say, without tbe im putation of vanity, that I bare suoeeeded tol- : erably well in each; but it would be hazard ous to go mueh further in such experiments | at my time of life. The pitcher which goes very often to the well, will be eery likely at last to ooraa back broken. If oecaaion bad called for deliberation, I could not bare ob tained my own consent to bare worn harness eny longer in the sanation I so lately occu pied, though I thought myself pretty well trained in ita duties. Of such a one as ie suggested iu your letter, I hare no experi ence, and I fear eery little aptitodo for it. To making my riewa known to Mr. Hunt, I desire yoo to assure bias that I moat highly appreciate the friendly sentiments from which fhe proposition originated. To him and oth era who bare concurred in presenting tbe subject to my consideration, I feel truly grate ful. It ia among the moat pleasing reflections which arias on eiewiug my past course, that 1 here beau able to aeeure the good opinion of each men. I am youts, truly, WM. L. MARCY. Hon. HCHAK J. RIDMLD. OT The Presdent of a western bank rush es op to hie friend: "Charley, can't jr on giro me change for a dollar! I aee the bank su perintendent ie in town to day, and I want soma spacie in the ranlt to make a show. OT An Irishman who lirad in an attie be ing naked what part of the house he occupi ed, replied—"lf the 'ease wee turned topey tarry I'd be brio' ou the first floor." SEPTEMSKR 2. 18*^ CHARGES AND CHARCBS. * RAILIOAD BBMItiISCCMCC. "I my, Mr. Conductor, when will tbe neat express (rein go to St. Louis 1" "Eleven o'clock and thirty minutes to-night, air," was the gentlemanly reply to the rough query. "Eleven o'clock and thirty minute* I Go to Texas! Why it's ten this very minute.— 111 bet my boot* against a jack-knife tbe morning express is off." ' "Yea air, it hat been gone half an hour." "Why in natnr didn't you get na there sooner I Fourteen hours in Cbioager it esough to break e fellow to smash. Four teen horn* in Chkfeger, puffing and blowing! I've been told they /keep e regal ay tlx hun dred horse steeea pewer all the while a ma nia' to blow themselves op with, end pick tbe pocket of every stranger to pay tbe fire men and engineers! Wall, I guess I can stand it: Pve a twenty that's nevsr been broke, I ibiik that'll pot me through. Why don't you fire up, old brag—give your old borse another peck of oats. I tell ye, this fourteen boars will knock my calculations into the middle of next week. "Very eorry, sir; bnt we've done our best; but as we are not clerks of the weather, I hope you will not lay yonr misfortune to our scoouat. Snow drifts and the thermom eter sixteen degrees below xero are enemies we oatv't readily overcome." "That's so," said tbe first speaker, with broad emphasis, and a good natured, forgiv ing smile. "Fourteen boors iu Chicsger.'' "Tbe stentorian voice sounded like a tram pet, and aroueed every sleeper from el/iian dreams into which he might have fallen, af ter bis long, tedious, cold night's travel.— Every head was turned, every eye was fixed on tbe man who bad broken silence. He tit standing by tbe atove, warming his boots. To have warmed bis feet through such a mast of oowhide and sols leather, would bave been a fourteen hours' opera tion. Six feet four or five inches he stood in those boots, with shoulders (cased in a for coat) that looked more like bearing up a world than yen will meet with, ordinarily, in half a life time. His bead, Websterisn, bis shaggy hair black as jet, bis whiskers to match, bis dark, piercing eye and bis jaws eternally moving, with e routing quid be tween them, while a smile of good humor notwithstanding his seeming impatience, at tracted every one's attention. "Fourteen A— fe Chioeuea, t W.t, I can stand it if the rest can ; if twenty dol lars won't cany me through, I'll borrow of my friends. I've got the thing that'll bring 'em. That's so." And he thrnst a hand little leu io size than a common spade, down in the cavern ous depths ol a broad striped, flashy pair of pants, and brought up that great red hand, full as it could bold, of shiniog twenty dol lar gold pieces. Don't yer think I cen stand these 'era Chioagers for ooe fourteen hour*?" A nod of assent from three or four, and a smile of curiosity from the rest, answered his quasikMi in the affirroatire. "Yon must bare been io look, stwnger," said an enrious looking little man. "You've more than your share of gold." "I have, eb!" Wal, I reckon not. I came honestly iff it. Tbft's so. And there's them who remember this child when be went a'ound prairies trapping prairie hens and the like, to get him a night's lodging, or a pair of shoes, (o keep tbe mtMansgers from biting my toes. 1 hnng myself up many a night in Ibe timber, to keep 00l of the way of tha wild vsrmints; best -sleeping in the world iu the crotch of a tree top.— Now, I reckon yon wouldn't believe it, but i're gone all winter without a shoe to my foot; and livad ou wild game whan 1 oould ketch it. That's so 1" "Didn't stunt your growth," said a voice oear. "Not a bit of it. It brooght ma up right. These prairie* are wonderful roomy. I thought one speli I would let myself out en tirely, but me sad mother held a oorcus, and decided that she was getting old, and blind- Uto, U iufc iw tvng Bud cum tw itwli iu sew up tbe lege ol my trowasre, end so I put a stop to It, and conoloded that six feet five would do for a feller that couldn't afford the expensive luxury of a wifa to make hi* breeches. It was only my lova for my moth er that stopped my growth. If I'd had so idea of a sawing machine, there's no halting what I might have done." "Yoo have so roaoy gold pieces in your poekol, you eae afford lo get your mother to bold aoolber canons and sse wbst you can do 1 *lf she would not let yon expand yourself, yon might soil out to Baroum, and make a fortune traveling with Tom Thumb, and take the old woman along." "Stranger,'-' said the rough, great man, and bia whole fan* loomed op with a min gled expteesioo of pain and pride. "Siren gar, I spoke a word here I didn't mean lo; a slightly word, like, sheet my mother. T would give all the gold in my pookmto bring bar back for 000 hour to look upon this country as it is now. Bhe had ber cab in here when Chicager wae nowhere; hero she raised her hoys the eooldn'i give them learning, but rite taught us better things than books can give; to bo honeat, and usefol, and industrious. Bh* taught US to be faithful and true; to eland by a (Hand, and be gener ous to an enemy. It's thirty years, stranger, since we dog her grave by the lake aide with oar own bands; and with many a tear and cob, turned ourselves away Cram tbe cabin when we'd been raised. The Indians had killed oar fellier end we bed Doihing to keep ee—iS we went beok to seek oor fortunes. be took down to St. Loais, nod got married down tber; nod I jatt went wbere the wind blowed, end wben I'd got money enongb together, I com beok end bought e few eores ot lend eronnd my mother's old cebin, for the piece wbere I'd Isin ber bones wee scored, like. Well, io tbe coarse of time, it tamed op in tbe middle of Chicsger. I couldn't stead thet; I loved my old mother leo well to let omniboseee rente over ber grave, so I cum beok about fifteen years ago, end quietly moved ber away to tbe buryin' ground; end then I went beck to Texas, and wrote to an agent to sell my land. What eon a iew bandied to bogie en, sold for over forty thousand, If I'd kept it till now, 'twould bave been tea times that; that so; but I got enough for it. I aooo turned that forty thousand into eighty thousand and that into twice as much, end so on, till I don't know nor care how mnoh I'm worth, Ibst's so. I work bard, son tbe seme rough customer, remember ev ery day of my life what my mother taught me; never drink nor fight; wish I didn't aweer end chaw; bnt them's got to be s kind o' second natur' like, and the only thing that troubles me is money—havn't got no wife nor children, and I'm going now to hunt up brother and bis folks. If his boys are clever eod industrious , amt ashamed of my big boots, and old fashioned ways, and bis gals are yonng women end not ladftr. if they help their mother and don't pot Tm mor'n two frooka a day, why then, l'U make 'em rich, svarjr one on 'em. "Now; gentleman, 'taint often I'm led to tell on myself after Ibis fashing; bat these old places where I trapped wben I was e boy, made roe feel like e child ageio—and I just felt like telling these youngsters here about the obanges and ebanoes a fellow may meet in life, if he only tries to maks the most of himself. "But, boys," said be taming to e party of yonng men, "there's something better than money. Get education. Why, boys, if I had as much lainin' as mousy, I eould be President iu 1857 just as e-s-s-y. Why I could bay up half tbe North aud not mis* it out ol my pile. Gst larnin'; don't cbaw to bacco; don't lake liquor; don't swear, and mind your mothers—that's the advice of a real live Sucker; end if you mind what I say, you may be men, (and it aint every feller thai wears a aoalee and breacitea thai is a man, by a long ways.) Foliar ont ber | counsels; never do e thing that will make you ashamed to meet her io Heaven. Why, boya, I never done a bad thing but I heard my mother's voice reptovm' me; and I never done a good thing, and made a good move, but I've seemed to bear ber say, 'That's right, Jack;' and that has been the best of all. Nolhiu' like e mother, boys; uotbiu' like a mother—that's ao." All this bad passed while wailing to wood just out of Chicago. The great man wgs swelling with emotione called up from the dark shadows of the past; his big, roogb frame heaved like a great billow upon the oaean. Tears sprang to his deep set and earnest eyes—they welled up to the brim— and swam round asking to be let fall as tributes to the love of the past. But he checked them down, and humming a snatch of an old ballad, he thrust his band* down into bi* pockets, walked baqjt to the end of car, pulled the gigantic collar of bi* shaggy coat up around bia ears, and leaned baok in silence. The cars rattled on. What a mind was there, wbat a giant intellect, sleeping bnried away from light and nsefulnesa by a rubbish of prejudice, habit and custom—doing bnt bslf work for want of ooltore. "A mote inglorious Milton," or rather Webster, going abont the world straggling with hie own sonl, yet bound by the chains of ignorance, which always precluded bis doing bat a moiety of the good it lay in his power to do. All the way on our tedious journey be bad been on the watch to do good. He gave up his seat by the fire, to an Irish woman and her child, and took one farther beck; soon a ynnna sirt sealed herself hjr his aide; as the. night hours wore ou, end she nodded Weari ly, he roee, spread bit beautiful leopard akio, with its soft rich lining, on the ssat, made a pillow of a carpet bag, and insisted that abe should lie down and sleep. "And what will yon do!" asked she, naively. "Nerer mind me—l can aland up, and sleep like a buffalo; I'm naed to it. That'e •o." A little boy, pulled ap from a sound nap to give place to inoomers, was paoified aod made happy by a handful of chestnut* and a glowing bit of candy out of the big man's pocket. When be left the car* for refresh ments, he brought his hands full of pies, and distributed them among the weary passen gers. ▲ mother and (even Utile children, the | eldest, not twelve yean old, whose husband and father left the oara at every stopping place, and returned more stopid and beastly each time, scolding the tittle, tired, restless ones with ihiek tongue, and glaring bis fu rious red eyee upon his poor grieving vio lin of a wife, like a tiger opon his pray, "because she did not keep her young ones still; they would disturb everybody." No bite of refreshment, no exhilarating draught, no rest from the fat oross baby, came to her all the night long, save when the big man stretched out his great hands and look her baby boy for an hour, and let him play with bia watch to keep him quiet. Tratk u4 Eight M irt nr CtMtry. "I'll give her a ihousaiHfßpats for him," Mid bo, ai ho handed blmipt to bio moth er's arnM. § "You may hire ibe nIMHO for thai," aoiwared the drunken fstheMPhh o •wide like grant. ] "It'e a bargain," aaid the jfc" man, "pro vi'din' ibe mother 'a willing.Wr "lodade, air, it's "tool tbi single one of them can bo had for the maJhr," was the quiet yet determined reepooMSf the moth- How kindly he helped (Jfeff the ears, when, pi the break of deyAey came to ibeir journey's end. Thus all night bad be beetMjltracting the attention of the waking onesQlo the oars- Bui bie kindness and rooftu>Aonees/aoaid soon bare bom foigotteifflffJMw*lJS& of the passengera, had he not stamped It upon our memories with bit gold. "1 wonder who be ia; and where did. he get it? What an intereeling character I" "Education would spoil nip." "What rich fort!" "Did yon notion what a splen did watch ho carries?" He's/soate groat man incog." * Such were a few of the qnerieathat pass ed from lip to lip. Bat there came no an swer; for ho who alone ootdd-have answer ed, eat orouohed In hit for MM, seemingly onoontcions of al! but his own-dbep thoughts. "Chicago!" shouted the brakeman, and in an instant all was confosioa, and onr he ro was lost in the crowd. The next wa saw of htm was at the baggage stand, looking up a bandbox for a sweet looking oonntry girl, who was going to learn the miHiner'r trade ia iho oity. Ae we paisnflJmagpsarriige, we discovered him a*jjSoicfing an old man by the band, while be grasped the shoulder of the conductor or another train with the other, getting for thp deaf, grey haired sire the right informeton as to the route be should take to get |p u 'bis dartar, who livad near Mosoatine, lowg," "God blesa him for bis gootf deeds I" was our earnest aspiration, aa wa "lirted around tbo oorner. May his ahadowTaever grow less, or the gold in his pocket fjminuh, for in his unnumbered cbsntiesmpl mercies dropped eo unostentatiously bdta end there, he is perhaps doing more goffefft this day and generation, than ho whoVlAoates his ihoussnds to build ohariiablo iMmtions, to give honor to his name. Oh how much the world needSyrikt hearts that are able to comprehend yHHhings— and yet how often it happens itfjgjlalearn ed, the wise, and row licit, tffe ev eryday wants of humanity, and-Teefing with in themselves the power to move mightily— pass by the bumble duties that sbfuld make a thousand hearts leap for joy—and pnsh on, looking for some wrong to right, (ome great sorrow to be soothed, some greet Work to be accomplished; and tailing to fifd tba great work, live end die, incarcerated fn their sel fishness, and doing nothing at 111. Tba rough man's natnre seamed the na ture of thedittle child. His ipiek eye saw at a glance; his great heart wimed, and bia great hand executed hie little wirka of chari ty—so small that one would mve expected to see tbem slip between hii giant fingers unaccomplished— yet were Ihw done. The "angel over the right shoulder' will have a longer'column to eat down labia account of deeds well done, thin all the test of the pas sengera of that long, tedious, stormy night, in JandJ^y, > 185&. AUTHORS AMD I'UBUSHERS. Ever since literature becal s a profession, the name publisher has bet a synonyms for iojuslico. Authors, almos] rith one voice, have complained of tbo illibe lily, Ignorance and even fraud of those who rimed and sold their hooka. The portrait o the publisher, as drawn by writers, from thj times of Grub alreot down, is that of a fuay, insolent pre tender, big with self-import**, liviog, like a hug# spider, on the innoonl flies be be guiles to bis net. It ie the ctjnmon talk even yet, among disappointed library men, that tba bookseller makes all tip money, while tbey nearly starve. The thole story ia a slender. No really em inenf author baa over complained of his publisher. Johnson, Soolt, Irvine and Bancroft, theggUiviDg at such different limes, severally prttiounced the ao enaation a falsehood, and fare testimony to tbo generally fair and majly character of pobhsbers' transactions. I It is not diffioalt to trace be origin of the alander. An example or tW> will serve for hundreds. Some woman, i| narrow circum stauces, bat too proud to aim money in or dinary waya, has bar imagination fired by paragraphs she reads In lewspspers, that Presoott makes twenty thousand dollars an nually by bia copy wrightsdhat Dickens real, izas even more, and tbat &fa. Stowe amassed a fortune by the sale of "fuels Tom." She determines, immediately, to torn author.— She writes ar.ovel, and when, at last, she has founds publisher, is certain that her gains will be immense. Tba eertaielrf* increased, if increase ia possible, h <fla favorable noti tices which a 100 courteous prase bestowa on her book. In a faw pnts on her bonnet, goee to her pnbfaher, and aaks for some money. In vain (totalis bar, mhe ia compelled to do, in ninely-nine cases out of a hundred, that ber workbas not yet paid the expense of stereotyping. She will not credit a word of k. A novel, extolled like beta has been, must, she avera, have sold by tens of thonaanda. The publisher tries to explain. She ia obdurate. He fiuslly gives her a check in order to get rid of ber. Fatal mistake!— In a few weeks she returns more rapecious, more incredulous, mote positive then ever, i When the publisher, at Nat, tails bar aha is i ia hi* dsbt, and thai ba positively cannot ad vance another cent, aba begin* to rail at him, or iba bursts into lasts, aocoiding a* she is high-spirited or the reverse- In anjsevent, she retire* with the deliberate conviction that she has been ohealed, because she is a wom an, and Ibis opinion she makes public, when ever she has an opportunity, and too often finds creduions hearers. Take another example. An bnkr.own wri ter bring* a new work to a publisher. The latter declines it, bec*n*e the author has, as yet, no reputation,',and it is "hit or miss," even if the book is a good one, whether i! will fall or succeed. Eager to be in print the ncopbite offers to sell the copy-wright for a trifle, and th* bookseller bnys it simply be cause it is ao eheap. If it fall* still born from the prase, be cannot, be reasons, lose much; if it should prove populs*, it will eosbte him to recover some of the losses on other books. One* in a dozen times he makes a good bar gain; onoe in a hundred times he finds a gold mine. If he suffers from his venture, the author makes no offer to reimburse him, not does the bookapller expect it; but if be gets a profit, down comes the author with a claim to share the spoils, as if he bad never sold the copy wright. Frequently the pub lisher is liberal enough to add something to the original price; but if be does, he rarely gives enough to satisfy the author; and if he does not, the author dins it into ths nans, both of colemporariea and posterity, that publish ers are big*spiders who prey on poor writers' brains. These sketches are drawn from life. Now, who is moft at fault, the authors or booksel lers t In the ordinary transactions of life, if A sells a bit of land, which subsequently proves to be a coal-mine, the purchaser, B, is not expected to increase the purchase mon ey. If a visionary man or woman enters into a speculation, wbioh fails, those who suffer through him or her are not arraigned for fraud. Yet, in parallel esses between authors and publishers, the world condemns the latter, on the prejudiced reputation of the disap pointed author. The publishers have never bad fair play, and it is lime, we think, tbat they had.— Ledger. STEALING SAW LOGS OUT WEST. An Englishman, travelling on the Missis sippi river, told rather tough stories about London thieves. A Cincinnatian, named Case, heard these stories with a silent and expreseive humph I and then remarked that ih* eaeaui thieves heat the London opera tors all hollow, "How sot" inquired the Englishman, with surprise. "Pray, sir, have yon lived much in the West. "Not a good deal. I undertook to set up business at the Dea Moines Rapids, awhile ago, bnt the rascally people stole nearly ev erything I bad, a finally a Welsh miner ran off with my wife." "Good God !" exclaimed the Englishman, "and have you never found her J" "Never to this day. Bnt tbat was not iba worst of it." "Worst! Why, what could be worse than a man's wife!" "Stealing his children, I should say," said the implicated Case. "Children t" "Yes, a nigger woman, who hadn't any of her own abducted my youngest daughter and eloped and jined the fnjins. "Did yon tee bert" "See her, yes: and the hadn't ten rods the start of me; but plunged into the lake and swam off like a duck, aud there weau't a ca noe to follow her with." Tbe Englishman leaned back in bia cbair and ealled for another tnng of 'alf-aod 'alf,' while Care smoked his eigar and eyed bis otednloos friend moat remorselv. "I—shan't go any farther Wear, 1 think," at length observed theexeited John Ball. "I should not advise any one to go," said Case, quietly. "My brother, but he had to leave, although his buaineaa waa the beat in t|>e country." "What business waa he in |ftiy 1" "Lumbering—had a saw mill." "And they stole tbe lumber 1" "Yea, and saw logs loo." "Saw-logs!" "Yes, whole dosena of tbe black-walr.ut loga were oarried away in a single night." "Is It possible 1" 'True, upon my honor, air. He tried every way to prevent it, had man hired to wateb bis logs, but it was all of no use. They would steal them out of the river, out of the cove, and even out of the railways!'' "Good gracious I" "Just to give you an idea how they can steal out there," sendiog a sly wink to the listening company, "just to give you an idea —did you ever work in a saw-mill 1" "Never." "Well, one day my brother bought an-ali fired black-walnut log—four feet three at the butt, and not a knot in it. He was deter mined to keep that log any bow, and hired two Scotchmen to watch it all night. Well, they took a small demijohn oi whiskey with them, snaked tbe log up the bill, above the mill, bailt a fire and then sat down on the log to play keerds, just to keep awake you see. 'Twos a moustrous big log—bark two inches thick. Well, as I was saying, they played keerds and drank whiskey all night,.and as it began to grow light went to aleen a-strad dle of the log. About a minute after day light, George went over to the mill to see how they were getting on, and the log was gone.' "What were tbe Scotchman doing 1" "Sitting on the bark! The thieves had drove an iron wedge in the butt-end, which | pointed down the hill, and hitched a yoke of oxen on and pulled h right out, leaving the Bhell, and the Scotchman a straddle of it fast asleep. EMer Fowsll en the "opeertis.> Ethan Spike of Hornby, Me., baa written a letter to the Portland Transcript, describing the doings of the Elder in Hornby. We do not see bow any one can resist the Rider's logie: Elder Phineas Fawsil presetted sgin it lasl Sabberday. It was a great aontbnrst of Ibe Elder's, an gin comfort to many. Ido sup pose that Elder Fawsil, wben he's fairly wa ked up, ia about as tough a customer as tbe devil ever wrested with. I don't rasly spore he'd be a hit aserv efeatd of Bstxsbub, ertba ' Old Boy himself, than I should be of a ysarlin coalt. ¥ou orter beard him talk of the devil —jest as easy and familyer as tbodgh bo knew he'd got the critter nnder bis thumb, an' was mttin be had bolt of him where the bair was short. Bat I was goia to say some then of this list satmint of hisn. The Elder laid dsonn saving pints, and pro ved em all. Fort—Speertsoslism is the works of Satin. Second—lts the tow jints, worked by odd force and vitalized snpsr oarbonick electric floid. Third—(This pint 1 didn't get bolt of ex zactly, be nol speaking very legibly—bnt it was ither Mesmerism or Mormoniam, bat it don't matter much, as which it was, he pro ved it.) Fourth—lt* Aonymill magnitudes. Fifth—(This pint nythsr, I can't give vor bnnkom ; bnt was soma kind ol a bug sounded sntbin like Jewn-bug.) Sixth—lf it war speerits they war all evil epserlt*. Seventh—Thar is no speerits, no bow. Tha diacosrsa was chock full of "scriptar bearing on the several plots, an hysterica! faoka—for he's just a* lamed as be ceo be, an I do actooslly blavo, of by accident (he wouldn't do it noinly,) be should gat any more into him, he'd Lust right up! Why, he'd handle them great Greek aud Igtia words in sish a way that nobody can understand, just as easy as I ean say caow, or later, or any other simple household word. He said tbi* sort of thing waanothiu' new to bint. Alluded to the Witch of Endor, an ' ihe hogs which got the devil into tbem. At this pint the Elder went off in a target about pork—said It wa* pis'n—tbatef Iba devil ever got soul of tbe peaky horn he'd got in igam mow, tlTitie etiape of wmsfcey sweet ened with struckuine. He then luk np the meejoms, and the way he made their feath ete fly ie a solum waroin to all wrappers Said ibar want a second-band cbaw of tobac ker'a difference atween em an that ere Sime on Magog apoken of in Scripter. Then he atrock aont about the ellmightiett pee roar aahnn ever heern in this aobloonaty spear- He actooally teemed to take tha devil right np by the tail, and shake him like a cat wonld a mice. I beam mocb of a poick an dont ran much to imagenaiion, hut—l awan to man—l ean jest thought 1 conld hear thl old critter holler, as the Elder whanged and cuffed him about. Ef I war in his plaoe, I'd think twist about it afor* I'd go smellin raound agin within the Elder's raeoh." Tbe Ulesslags of AgrlceUere- To go out into tbe oouuujr, us one of these warm, sunny days, after a rain, is like hav ing a vision of Paradise. The atmosphere is fall of fragrance, the wind kisses your cheek as softly as your favorite daughter, the heavens are brilliant with a blue such as artists in vain attempt to rival. No wine was ever half so delicious as tho simple air you breathe. He must have a nature the coarseet and most brutalized, who does not long, at this season, to-live in the country. If he is of a reflecting turn, he cannot but see how much different is the lot of the poor who reside in cities, from those who dwell among the fields. Both may have equally narrow incomes, both may work early and late, but the one enjoys alleviations denied, alas! to the other. For the poor man of the | city toils in close shops or factories and in habits a stifling court, while the poor man I in the country labors in the fraah exhilara [ ting air, has tho scent of sweet flowers waft ed in at bla cottage window, hears the birds sing, sees the rivulet flash by, and drinks the balmy, blessed air. It is the error of modern civilization that it practically undervalues agriculture. Its tendency is to concentrate men in cities, there to live by handicraft, manufactures or commerce; and the consequence is, as may be seen by contrasting the present genera tion with even the past, an ever widening gulf between the nch and the poor. For city pursuits, as a rule, lead the masses to poverty, when carried to an extent too great. They make a few millionaires, but beggar the many. They enrich-capital but impov erish labor. During the last fifteen years, the wages of operatives, and even of me chanics, have generally remained stationary, though the prices of living have been in creased from thirty-throe to fifty per cent. Had there been less concentration and pop ulation io cities, had more persons engaged in agriculture, this would not have beeifc — The labor market of our great towns is over crowded while fields, that should be "white for the harvest," lie unfilled. In spite of the boasted advanoes of the nineteenth cen tury, we ate, in this particular, behind our forefathers. In this direction and to this ex tent, our modern civilization goes wrong. England was never so prosperous as when the balance between ber agricultural end ur ban population was property adjusted. The CTwe Mllirs WR Amm* NUMBER Ms day* of "good Queen Heas," a* they a** still lovingly called in popular tradition, stand out as a halcyon time, intermediate between the ancient villeinage, and the modern ay*- tem of unakMied and impoverished labor, which is almost as bad. And why are they described in such*golden language 1 Why is the England of Queen Elisabeth called "merrie Englandt" It ia because, ia that age, not only the greet proportion of the farmers were independent yeomanry, but the farmers bote their proper ratio to the other elaases of the State. Increase the pro portional number of American agriculturists above the present ratio of employees in our eastern cities, Snd you will increase in tho same proportion the prosperity of theeoaa- Xtf and the independence of its people. It is not nan* as try to go to the great West, or to have thousands of dollars, in order to es tablish yourself as a fanner. There k land enough ia your own State, which ean bo bought or limit oheapty, and which ia lo cated near railroads. Thousand" thousands of our city poor might itdeem themselves, and leave their children in comparative comfort, if they would' bnt break away from the town aud go out Into the country to till mother earth.—Ledger. Evil Speehlag. The following anecddte is related of tha late excellent J. J. tiurney, by one who, as a child, was often one of his family circle: One night—l remembered it well—l re ceived a severe lesson on the ein of aril speaking. Severe I thought it then, and my heart rose in childish anger against him who gave it; bnt I had not lived loagssough in this world to know how much mischief a child's thoughtless talk may do, and how often it happens talkers ran off the straight line of truth. S. did not stend very high in my esteem, and I was about to speak far ther of her failings of temper, la a few moments my eyes oanght a look of such clam and steady displeasures, that I stopped short There was no mistaking the mean ing of that dark, speaking eye. It brought the color to my face, and confusion and shame to my heart. 1 was ailent for a few moments, when Joseph John Gurney asked very gravely: "Dost thou know any good thing to tell us of lierl" 1 did not answer; and the question was more seriously asked: "Think; is there nothing good thou canst tell us of iter ?" "O, yes I know some good things, but—"' "Would it not have been better, then, to rylais these good pti.igs, than to have told us that which would lower her in our es teem? Since there is good to relate, would it not be kinder to be silent on the evil ? "Charity rejoiceth not in iniquity," thou knowest. Simplicity of KBfllth Dllll. In the families of many of the nobility and gentry of England, possessing an an nual income which of itself, would be an ample fortune, there is greater economy of dress, and more simplicity in the famishing of the dwelling than there is itt.JP*"* the houses of our cttieu> wnß *™ barely able to supply the #1 their families by the closes' attention to their business.— A fru* J ours i w ' l ° sojourned, not long tince, several months in the vicinity of some of the wealthy landed aristocracy of England, whose ample rent rolli would have warranted a high style of fashion, was surprised at the simplicity of manners prac ticed. Servants were much more numer ous than with us, but the ladies made mora account of one silk dress than wenld be thought Here of a dozen. They were gene erally clothed in,good substantial stuff, and a display of fine clothing and jewelry waa reserved for great occasions. The furniture of the mansions instead of being turned out of doors every lew years, for new and fash ionable styles, was the same whieh the an cestors of the families for several genera tions has possessed—substantial and in ex cellent preservation but plain, and without any pretentions to elegance. Even the car pets, on many suits of parlors, had been on floors for fifty years, and were expected to do serviee for another half century. With us how different is the state of things 1 We are wasting an amount of wealth in this country, on show and fashion, which if rightly applied, wonld renovate the condi tion of the whole population of the world, and christianize, civilize and educate, all mankind. THC WUAVWO SUN PAINTING or CASMTS— using an ordinary Brussels carpet-loom—bar been greatly simplified and facilitated by an English inveator. After putting in the wire, or otherwise forming the loop, be throw* in the usuil linen shoot,on the face, to bind lip and then, for the back shoot, he throw* in a thick toft weft. Or, to make abetter edge and more stastio back, he employs the ordi nary two linen shoots—one on the (see and the other in the back—and than, or before throwing in the second lineu shoot, bod tsars down only one half of lb* lower portion of the linen warp, being One quarter or the whole, and throws in the thick shoot, which :s driven ■p by the batten or lay, to as to sover the second linen shoot, which is then inside the fabric; from the thick shoot being boond only by eaoh alternate yarn of the warp, it will be mora elastio than if bound mow closely by using every yam, whilst the second lineu •boot, having half the warp ovur it, koine down the fee* or first shoot; and any ine quality in the taking up of the linen warp, by one portion of t binding in ■ greater Mb* •unce than the other, M remedied by draw ing down the different pottioM in Wnifgjnu, —Ledger.