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Then fillto-ntght with hearts as light, To loves as gay and fleoting Aa bubbles that swim on tho boakcrs brln), And brcuk on tho lips whilo mooting. O ! If Mirth might arrest tho flight Of Tiino through Life's dominions, Wo hero awhile would now hoguile The gray beard of his pinions. To drink to-night with hearts as light, To loves as gay and fleeting As bubbles that swim on tho beaker's brim, And break on the lips whilo meeting. But since delight can't tempt tho wight, Nor fond regret delay him, Nor Lovo himself can hold tho elf, Nor Sober friendship stay him. We'll eft-ink to-night with hoarts as light, To loves as gny nnd fleeting As bubbles that swim on the boakor's brim, And break on the lips whilo meeting. JAND'ATY. Tho yoar has lost its loaves again, Tho world looks old and grim; God folds his robo of glory thus, That we may soo but him. And all his stormy messengers, That come with whirlwind breath, Sent out tho chaff of vanity, And loavo tho grains of faith. Wo sock no oil in summor time Our winter lamp to trim, Sot strive to bring God down to ns, Moro than to riso to him. Wo tread through holds of brightost flowers As if we did not know Our Father mode them bountiful, Seeauso ho loves us so. Wo sook, In prayers and ponanoo, To do the martyr's part, Remembering not tho promises, Are to be puro in heart- Then blow, O wild winds, as yoiiat, And lot the world look grim— tied folds bis robo of glory thus, That wo may see but him. [ALICE oAnxr. Hon. William Biolkr—We take pleasure in quoting from the Pennsylvanian, tho fol lowing satisfactory exposure of a charge of inconsistency made agaVnm dUoiinguUh ml Senator: Our attention has been called to an allega tion, in lhe opposition newspapers to the ef feci that Senator Bigler declared in Kansas nnd elsewhere, thai he should resist the ad mission of Kansas as a Stale, uulss tho sense of tho people was first taken on the Constitution, entire. We have the highest authority for saying, that this statement is not correct. Holding, as ho has uniformly held, that the people had a perfect right to make their ordinary institutions of govern ment in their own way, he never could have taken the position attributed to him. Doubt less, Gov. Bigler said in Kansas, as he said in the Senate the other day, that he pre ferred tho submission of the entire Consti tution to a vote of tiie people; but that ho ever said that he would.resist the admission of the Stale unless tho Constitution was so submitted, we know to bo incorrect. We met Mr. Bigler soon after liis return from Kansas, when he freely expressed to ourself and other friends that the Convention would submit only the slavery question, and indi cated that there would bo sufficient to secure bis vote, though he preferred that the entire instrument should be passed peo ple. There are many persons at Washing ton, in this city and Clearfield, to whom he gave his views freely. But his Clarion speech, in reply to Wilmot, in August last, is enough of itself to put this whole story to rest Old Bible.—The oldest book in the United States, it is said is a manuscript Bible in the possession of Mr. Witherspoon, of Alabama, written over a thousand years ago! He des cribes it as follows: The book is strongly bound in boards of old English oak and with throngs by which the leaves are also well bound together. The loaves are entirely made of parchment of a most superior quality of fineness and smoothness, little inferior to the best satin. The pages are ruled with great accuracy, and written with great uniformity and beauti ful in tho old German text hand divided off into chapters and verse. The first chapter ill every book ib with large capitals, and eplendidly illuminated with red, bluo and black ink in vivid colors, and no two of tho capital lelters in the book precisely alike. It is not your neat dress, nor your expen aive shawl, that attract the attention of men of sense. They look beyong these. It is the true loveliness of your nature that wins jand continues to retrain the affections of tho heart. Young ladies sadly miss it who labor to improve their outward looks, whilo they bestow not a thought on the mind. Fools may bo won by gewgaws and faehionablo showy dresses, but wise and substantial aro never caught by such traps. Let modesty bo your dress. Use pleasant and agreeable language, and though you may not bo cour ted by the fop and the sot, lhe truly good and great will love to linger in your steps. iy Ii j g ga id the kind mothers of the east have got so good that they give their chil dren chloroform provious to whipping therm BLOCtoISBURG, COLUMBIA COUNTY, FA.?vVEDNESDAY FEBRUARY 3, 1858. BUT LOYENGOOD'S DADDY ACTING HOSS. " Hold that ere hoss down to the yeartli." " He's spreading his sail-fly now." " Keep him whar ho is." | These and liko expressions were address ; ed to a queer looking, long-legged, short ! bodied, while-haired, hog-eyed, funny sort I of a genius, fresh from some second hand | clothing store, and mounted on "Tarpole," j anie-tailed, long, poor horse, and enveloped | all over in a perfect net work of bridle reins, scuppers, martingales, straps,cireingles and red ferreting, who had reined up in front of Pat Hack's grocery, among a crowd of wild mountaineers, full of fight and bad whiskey. " [ say, yon darned ash cats, jist keep your shirts on, will you ? You never seed a raal horse till i rid-up. Tat pole is next to the best horse that ever shelled nubbins, and he's dead as a still worm, poor old Tickey Tail." " What killed him, Sut V said an anxious inquirer. "Why, notliin', you tarnation fool; ho jist died, standing up at that. Warn't that good pluck? Froze stifl"; no not adzaclly, but starved fust and then froze afterwards, so stiff that when dad and me pushed him over, he jist stuck out so (spreading his arms and legs) like a carpenter's bench, and we wailed seventeen days for him to thaw, afore we could skin him. Well, thar wo wus—dad and mo, (counting his fingers) dad au' me, Sal an' Jake—fool Jako, we used to call him for short—an' Phineas, an' Simeon, an' Jonas, an' Charlotean, an' Cul litias, an' Cashus llenry Clay, and Noah Dan, an' Cathrine second, an' Cleopatry Anlany, an' Jane Lind, an' Tom Bullion, tho baby an' the prospect, an' marm herself, all left without any hoss to crop with. That was a nice mess for a 'spectacle family to be slashed about in, warn't it ? 1 declare if I didn't feel like stealin' a horse, sometimes. Well, waited and rested, and waited unto strawberry time, hoping 60me stray horse mout come along, but. dog my cats ef any sich luck as that ever comes.whar dad is, he's so drotted mean, an lazy, an' savage, an' ugly, an' tryin'. Well, one nite, dad he lay awake all nite, a snorin' an' a rollin', an' a whisperin 'at marm; an' next mornin' says he: "Sut, I'll tell you what we'll do; I'll be hoss myself, an' pull the plow, while you drive me, and we'll break up corn ground, and then the old quilt (that's marm) and tho brats kin plant or let alone, just as they please." So put wo goes to the jjpwpaw, An" peeled j a right smait chance of bar*, ah A mnrm and me made gears for dad, and they be come him mightily, then ho would have a bridle—so I gets an old umbrella what I found—it's a little piece iron, sorter like onto a pitchfork, ye know—an' we bent an'twis ted it sorter into a bridle bit, snail shape, (dad wanted it curb, as he hadn't worked for some lime, and mout sorter feel his oats, and go to cavorlin.) Well, when VQ got the bridle all fixed on dad, he chomped his bit jist like a raal boss, (he always wus a most complicated old fool, enyhow, and marm allers said so when he warn't about,) then I put on the gears, an' out dad an' 1 goes to the field, I a leadin' dad by tho bridle, and lotin' the gopher plow on my back. "When we come to the fence, 1 let down a gap; that made dad mad; lie wanted to jump the fence on all fours, hoss way. I hitched hint unto the gopher, and away wc went, dad leanin' for'ard to his pullin' right peart; and we made sharp plowin', dad goin' right over the bushes an' sprouts same as a raal hoss, the only difference is lie went on two legs. Presently we come to a sassa fras patch, and dad to act up his character as a hoss, bulged s'quar inter it, and tore down a hornet's nest nigh as big as a hoss' head, and all the tribe kivcred him rite strate. Ho rared and kicked once or twice, and folched a squeal wus ncr arv horse in ' the district, an' sot into runnin' away jist as : natural as ever you seed. " 1 letgo the plow and hollered woa,dad, J woa! but ye mout as well said woa to a i locomotive. Jewhillikins! bow ho run.— [ When lie came to a bush he'd clear it go pher and all; praps ho tho'i there mout be i another settlement of bald hornets in it,' and that it wus safer to go over •than thru, j an' quicker dun. Every now and then he'd 1 paw one side of his head with fust one fore lug and then tother; then he'd gin himself an open-handed slap, that sounded like a wagon whip, and runnin' all tho time, and carryin' that gopher jist about as fast and high from the yearth as ever a gopher was carried, I swar. When he cum to tho fence he busied rite .thru it, tarin' nigh onto seven panels, scattcrin' and breakin' tho rails mightily; and here he left the gopher, gears, swingletrees and klevis, all mixed up, not wuth a durn; most of his shirt stuck to tho broken end of a splintered rail, and nigh unto a pint o' hornets staid with the shirt, a slingin' it all over—the balance on 'em, about a gallon and a half, kept on with dad. He seemed to ruu jist as fast as a hor net could fly, for it wus the tightest raco 1 ever did sec : down thru the grass they all wont, the hornets sorter mukin' it look like smoke ail around dad's head, and he witli nothin' on but tho bridle, and nigh onto a yard o' plow line sailin' behind him. I seed he was aimin' for the swimmin' holo in the creek, whar the bluff is over twenty feet perpendicular to the water, and it's nigh onto ten feet deep. To keep up his character as a hoss, when he got to the bluff ho jist leaped off, or rather, ho jist kept on runnin.' Now right thar, boys, he overdid the thing, if that wus what he wus arter, for there's nary hoss ever lotted darned fool enough to leap over eich a place; a mule mout have done it, but dad warn't nctin' mule. I crept up to tho edge and looked over. Thar was old dad's bald head, for all tho world like a peeled ingun, a bobbin' up and down, and the hornet a sailin' and cir cliu' round, turkey-buzzard fashion, and every once in a while, one, and sometimes ten, 'ud make a dip at dad's head. He kept up a peart dodgin'under; sometimes they'd hit him and sometimes they'd hit the water, and the water was kivered with drowned hornets. " What on ycarth are ye doin' thar, dad?" says I. " Don't (dip) you see these infernal var mints (dip) onto me V " What," sed I. "Them are hoss flies lhar 5 ye ain't really afeard of them, ore ye ?" " Hoss flies?" sed dad; they'rorale (dip) ginewiue bald hornets, you (dip; infernal cuss." " Well, dail, you : ll have to stay thar till nite, and arter tliey go to roost, you come home and I'll feed you." " And knowin' dad's unmodified natur, I broke from them parts and sorter cum to the copper mines. I staid hid about till next afternoon, when I seed a fellow trav eling, and sed I: "What was goin' on at the cabin this side of the creek, when you passed it!" " Why, nuthin' much, only a man was sittin' in the door with nary shirt on, and a woman wus greasin' his back and arms, and his head was about as big as a ten gal lon keg, and he hadn't tho fust sign of an eye—all smooth." "That man's my dad," sed I. " Been much filen in litis neighborhood lately ?" 6ed the traveller, dryly. " Nun wuth speakin' of, personally or perlicularly," sod I. " Now, boys,'l hain't seen dad since, and would bo afearil to meet him in the next ten years. Let's drink." ROMANTIC. —The I'rovincelown Banner says occasionally an incident occurs in a vil lage even as regulo- in its habits as this, which rivals some of the golden fables in the Arabian Nights. A short lime since an unpretending Down East coasting schooner arrived in our harbar. . She was bound for New York, probably put in consequenco of an unfavorable wind, to wait a fair chance to gel a run over tho shoals. The captain came ashore, and one evening was making a visit at the house of an acquaintance. Hero lie chanced to spy aiyorng wo-o-.ii wW was. slopping there, aiul at first sight tho gallant tar was "smttleii'." Calling the yodug woman to the dooo/way, as lie passed out, ho addressed her directly to the point, with "Will—you—have—mc ?" The lady was "struck," even as the captain Had been smitten. "I am bound on acruise," said the sailor, "and you can wait till a year has passed; or you can go on board and go home with me; or wo will be married to night if you will. You can inquire of my friends (so and so) in regard to my character. lam a widower and have a lew thousand dollars worth of properly." The lady "bustled round;" that night they were married, and went on hoard the vessel; and the next morning many of us from the shore were wondering why the coaster had so many gay flags flying. Happy voyages and pleasant gales may they enjoy. THE OOTKIIAND THE INNER WORLD. —There are some who seem to live entirely in the outer world; while others find their truo position in tho inner—a few live in each alternately. The first are such a3 seize the pleasures of the present, with no thought of the future, and find matter for enjoyment and mirth in almost any class of externals into which they may be thrown. The second are con templative, sensitive and poetic; their thoughts aro with the glories of the past, the idealities of the present, the bright hopes of the future. They merely live in tho ouier world; their pleasures aro all drawn front the inner. The l'eiv, of thelhird class, com bino a happy admixture of reality and ideality. To-day they live in tho outer world, to-morrow in the inner. They laugh with the cheerful, and dance with tho gay, yet deep within their souls is a contemplative, sensitive, poetic gem, which, ever and anon, shines forth amid the grosser glare of out ward formalities. A couple of "gentlemen of color" wero overheard talking politics yesterday, and one says to the other, "Who do you go for?" "Well, 1 think I goes for Mr. Wood," the other says, do you not think Mr. Wood an honestman?" "Well I kinder think if I was a chicken in a barn yard, and should sea Mr. Wood around, I should roost pretty high. —N. Y. Post. Mr. Jenkins was dining ata very hos pitable table, but a piece of bacon near him was so very small that the lady of rite houso remarked to him: "Pray, Mr. Jenkins help yourself to tho bacon. Don't bo afraid of it." "No, indeed, madam, I shall not he. I've seen a piece twice as large, and it didn't scare mo a bit." THE FOLLOWING is the transcendental for "Miss, will you lake my arm?":— "Young lady, will you condoscend so far sa to sacrifice your own convenience to my pleasure, as to insert the digitals and a part of the extremity of your contiguous arm through tho angular aperture formed by the # looking of my elbow against the perpen dicular portion of my frame ?" Truth and Right God and our Country. DUEL OF BURR AND HAMILTON Into tlie disputed questions relative to Mr. I Burr and his times we cannot enter, for the simple reason that they could not be ade quately treated in the space wo have at command. We can only say this, that Mr. Parton has so accumulated and presented the fads of the case, that any reader of in telligence, ufter.reading the work, will be in a position to judge for himself. The book is an honest one. It will be read with in tenso interest by all who are curious in the personalities ol history, and we believe that more real knowledgo of our history can be obtained from it than from many works de voted exclusively to that period. We have room only for an anecdote or two. Here is one to show (ho command which Burr had over his feVi'.tlres and de meanor. The duel between Burrand Ham ilton was fought at seven o-'c'ock in the morning, and, immediately afterward, Burr returned to his otvn house on Hickmond Hill (now corner of Varick and Charlton streets:) j "On the morning of the duel it chanced that one of Burr's cousins arrived in town from Connecticut and made his way, about eight o'clock, to Richmond Hill. Alexis, the factotum of the establishment, obeyed his summons to the door, and showed him into tho library, where he found Colonel Burr, alone, and engaged in his usual avo cations. Burr received his young relative cordially, and in every respect, as usual.— Neither in his manner nor in his conversa tion was there any evidence cf excitement or concern, nor anything whatever to at tract the notico of his the ! master of the house, not a soul in Rich-' mond Hill yet knew aught of that morning's j work; nor, indeed, could it be said, that the master himself kntw what he had done. "In a lew minutes breakfast was announ ced, and the two gentleman went into the dining room and breakfasted together. Tho conversation was quito on tho ordinary i strain, Burr inquiring after friends in tho ; country, and tho youth giving the informa- j tion sought. Alter breakfast, the guest bado j his host good morning, and strolled olflo-! wards the city, which he reached about 10 ! o'clock. As he walked down Broadway, he fancied he observed in passers-by the signs that something extraordinary had oc curred or was expected. Near wall street an acquaintance rushed up to him, breath-1 less and said: " Colonel Burr has killed General Hamil ; lOil hi V dool ii-i. ' ■ I " Why no ho hasn't,■< afcd the young genil-rtii,n T v. .lii t!ic..i>'|MHb£itivanes3 > — "I liavo this moment on the bulletin." The cousin reflected for a moment on the absolute serenity of Burr's manner, and concluding that he would certainly have mentioned so interesting an occurrence if it had taken place, was still utterly incredu lous, and denouncing the report as false, went on his way. Before turning into Wall direct, whole city astir, and soon had reason to suspect that the Bulletin was only too true. Bo completely could Burr command his features and conceal his feelings. To a late period of his life, Burr justified his conduct in regard to this duel. Once it appears, only once, he revisited the ground at Weehawken, where it was fought. • The scene was 'remarkable' indeed, ft- Mr. Bar ton observes: " There was one remarkable occurrence on which Burr spoke of tiie duel seriously and eloquently. It was when, lor the only time in his life, he revisited the ground where it was fought. He went there to oblige a young friend, who wished to see a spot so famous. Leaving their boat at the foot of tho heights of Weehavvken, just where Burr had left his boat on that fatal morning a quarter of a century before, they climbed over the same rocks, and soon I reached the ground. Except that the rocks were covered with names, and that the ground was more covered with trees, the place had not changed in all those years: nor has it yet. It had changed owners, however, and belonged to a son of Rul'us King, Burrs colleague in the Senate, and Hamilton's friend and ally, In the boat, Burr had been somewhat thoughtful and si lent, but seemed to enjoy tjie bright day and pleasant shores, as lie always enjoyed bright and pleasant things. On reaching the scene, he placed his companion on the spot where Hamilton had stood, and went to the placo where he had stood himself, and proceeded to narrate tlio incidents of the occasion. " The conversation turned to the causo of the duel. As he talked, the Old fire seemed to be kindled within him; his eyes blazed; his voice rose. He recounted the long cat alogue of wrongs ho had received from Hamilton, and told how ho had forborne and forborne, aid forgiven and forgiven, and even stooped to remonslrate—until ho had no choice except to slink out of sight, a wretch degraded and despised, or meet calumniator on the field and silence him.— ■ He dwelt much on the meanness of Hamil ton. Ho charged him with being malevo lent and cowardly—a man who would slan der a rival, and not stand to it unless he was cornered. 'When ho stood up to fire,' said Burr, 'ho caught my eye and quailed under it; he looked like a convicted felon.' It was not true, he continued, that Hamil ton did not fire at him; Hamilton fired first; he heard tho ball whistle among the bran ches, and saw the severed twig above his head. He spoke of what Hamilton wrote on tho evening before tho duel. 'lt reads,' said lie, 'like the confessions of a penitent monk.' These isolated expressions, my in formant says, convey no idea whatever of the fiery impressivoness with which he spoke. He justified all he had done; nay, applauded it. 'Ho was moved to the depth of liis soul; the pent up feelings of twenty-five years burst into speech. His companion who had known him intimately many years, and had never seen him roused before, was almost awe-struck by this strange out-burst of emo tion, and the startling force of many of his expressions. He remembers wondering that he should have thought Burr small of stat ure, for, during the scene, tho loftiness of his demeanor was such, that his very form seemed to rise and expand. It was long before he regained his usual composuro.— All llio way homo he still spoke of the old co lime, and seemed to renew his youth, and live over again his former life." A few years after, however, when ho lay sick with paralysis, and near death, ho said, after reading in Sterne's 'Tristram Shandy,' 'lf I had read Sterne more and Voltaire less, I should have known that the world was wide enough for Hamilton and mo.'— Life Il lustrated. I THE LADY WITH THE RED PETTICOAT. —The j Washington correspondent of the Pcnnsyl vanian says of the red petticoat, recently introduced by the wifo of British Minister Ousley: " There is an English literary lady now in this city, whose dress, known in London as the "peasant costume," has caused quite a stir among the fashionables. The dress con sists of a red and black striped petticoat, descending within six inches of the feet, over which is worn a dress of the usual length, but hooped up to the height of the skirt. A 'dreadnought' overcoat, with gilt button.s, serves to keep out the cold and damp ; while a straw bat screens the bead, and real genuine long legged boots protect the feet. Ido hot think the dress is very neat or pretty, but it is novel, and that is something. It it considered an improve ment on the Bloomer costume. In all the mud of a Washington winter, it is a much better dress than the street sweeping ma chines which have so long prevailed." GETTING Oven A DIFFICULTY.—A class which graduated not over a thousand years ago, embraced among its members one Turn Elliott, an incorrigible wag, who was not noted for any particular and marked atten tion to hi.% studies. Mathematics was a particular object of Tern's dircgard, and this caused him an occasional jeu d' esprit Willi h B -ftry Of tfonics. On owe occasion, the professor, during the recita tion, asked Tom to oxplaiu the horizontal parallax of the sun. Tom replied: "I don't know how." " But." said the professor, "Suppose you were appointed by the government to as certain it, what would you do? " I'd resign," gravely responded Tom, amid the convulsive laughter of the class, and even the professor actually perpetrated a grin. A SAMPSON IN SHACKELB. —The Monroe (Wis.) Press says they have a prisoner in the Grecnco. jail, by the name of Sam. Wilham, who has been amusing himself and astonish ing the jailor, with his leats of strength.— Unaided by a single instrument, he broke a set of the strongest patent handkufis, rent the shackels from his feet, tore off several locks from the door of his cell, broke a largo iron door which served as an additional fastening, and passed out into the hall of the jail, exercised himself in the satisfactory mysteries of a pigeon-wing! A night or two since he concluded to give another en tertainment, which consisted of breaking two of the iron bars of the grates of his cell door, but liis performance being unsea sonably cpecked by the enlerance of his keeper, he retired from the scene in evident confusion. fF A divine informed a sailor that tho Devil was chained up. "How long is the ropo ?" "Oh," was the dignified reply, "it extends over tho whole world." "Does it," rejoined Jack, "if so the lub ber might as well be loose." A SON OF GAI.SN, who was very angry when any joke was passed oil physicians, onco defended himself from raillery by say ing, ' I defy any person that 1 ever attended to accuse me of ignorance or neglect."— "That you may do safely," replied a wag " for you kuow, Doctor, dead men tell 110 tales." DEATH FROM THE BITE OF A CAT: —A clerk in the employ of McCreay & Company, at Andenreid's colliery 'tesr Jeanesville Luzerne county, named John Able, died on the 27th ult. from the effects of a bite of a cat teceiv ed ten weeks before. 137" The Glouceslor (Maes.) Telegaph says: "From > somewhat careful estimate, we judge there is now lying unsold upor. our wharves $230,000 worth ol mackerl and cod fish." Ey A good story is told ol a "country gentleman" who, for the first time, heard an Episcopal clergyman preach. He had read much ol the aristocracy and pride of the Church, and when he returned home he was asked if the people were "stuck up." "Pshaw, no," replied he; why the minister actually preached in his shin-sleowoe 1" WIIA TAX INI'ATUA TED YOUNG MAN WOULD DO l'Oli HIS LADY LOVE. For her I'd climb Parnassus high, And there I'd scan the weather, I'd wrench the rainbow from the sky, And lie both ends together. For thee I'd apple dumplings make, And slufFem full ol plums, For thee I'd castor oil take, And then I'd lick my thumbs. For lliec I would my bosom tear, And then I'd wallow in the dirt; For thee I'd pull out all my hear, And then I'd tear my shirt. For thee I'd meet cither joy or care, Commit any sort of folly, Ami thee I'd cover with kisses rare, Indeed I would by golly. Jefferson's Portrait of Washington Thomas Jefferson, writing to Dr. Walter Jones, in a letler dated Monticcllo, January 2, 1841, draws a living portrait of Washing ton. These two great men are both honored in the picture. Jefferson says: "I think I knew General Washington intimately and thoroughly; and were I call ed on to delineate his character, it should be in terms like these : " His mind was great and powerful, with out being of the very first order; his pene tration strong though not so acule as that of Sir Isaac Newton, liacon, or Locke; and, as far as I saw; no judgment was ever sounder. It was slow in operation, being litlle : aidcd by invention or imagination, but sure in conclusion. Hence the common remark of his officers, of the advantago he derived from councils of war, where, hoaring all suggestions, ho selected whatever was best; 1 and certainly no general ever planned his battles more judiciously. But if deranged during the course of the action, if any mem ber of his plan was distracted by sudden circumstances, he was slow in a readjust ment. The consequence was, that he often failed in the field, and rarely against an enemy in station, as at Boston and York.— He was incapable of fear, meeting person al dangers wiili the calmest unconcern. " Perhaps the strongest* feature in his character was prudence, never acting until every circumstance, every consideration, was maturely weighed; refraining, if he saw a doubt ; but, when once decided, going through with his purpose, whatever obstacles opposed. //is integrity was most pure, Itis justice the most inflexible I have ever known; no motives of interest or consanguinity, of friendship or hatred, being able to bios his decision. Jlc was indeed, in every sense of the words, (i wise, a good, and it grc.il m in. His* temper was naturally irritable and high toned ; but rulluuimi n*vt ri'&olutiQi had obtained a firm and habitual ascendency over it. If ever, however, it broke its bounds, he was most tremendous in his wrath. " lii his expenses lie was honorable; but exact, liberal in eoiilrabulions to whatever promised utility but frowning and unyield ing on all visionary projects, and all un worthy calls on charity. His heart was not warm in its affections, but ho exactly calcu lated every man's value and gave him a solid esteem proportioned to it. His per son, you know, was fino, his stature ex actly what one would wish, his deportment easy, erect and noble; the best horseman of his age, and the most graceful figure that could be seen on horseback. Although, in the circle of his friends, where he might bo unreserved with safety, betook a free share in conversation, his colloquial talents were not above mediocrity, possessing neither copiousness of ideas nor fluency of words. " In public, when called on for a sudden opinion, ho was unready, short, and embar rassed. Yet ho wrote readily, rather diffuse ly, in an easy and correct style. This he had acquired by conversation with the world, for his education was merely reading, wri ting, and common arithmetic, to which he added surveying at a later day. His time was employed iu action chiefly, reading lit tle, and that only in agriculture and English history. His correspondence became, ne cessarily extensive, and with journalizing his agricultural proceedings, occupied most of his leisure hours within doors. On the whole, his character was, in its mass, per fect—in nothing bad, in few points indiffer ent ; and it may be truly said, that never did naturo and fortune combine more per fectly to make a man great, and to place him in the same constellation with whatev er worthies have merited from man an ev erlasting remembrance; for his xvas the singular destiny and merit of leading the armies of his country through an ardous war for tho establishment of its independ ence, of conducting its councils through tho bfrth of a Government, new in its forms and principles, until it had settled down into a quiet and orderly train ; and of scrupulously obeying the laws through the whole of his career, civil and millitary, of which the his tory of the world furnishes no other exam plcf. 1 felt on his death, with my countrymen, that "verily ft great man hath this day fallen in Israel." VT A bachelor, after all his matrimonial attempts, pathetically exclaims: When I remember all Tho girls I've mot together, 1 felt like a rooster in the fall, Exposed to every weather: I feel like ono who treads alone Some barn yard all deserted, Whose oat 3 arc fled—whoso hens are dead, And off to market started. IN Great Britain tho financial affairs oro rapidly improving. [Two Dollars per Annum. NUMBER 4. [From tho Lifo Iltuslratod J WANTED, A WIFE. I wish somebody would make mo a Now Year's present of a 300J wife ! Here I am, nearly tliirly-fivo years old, and a | bachelor yet. I'm sure it's not my fault. I don't at all relish coming home .at night to a lonely room, and yawning all the evening over a stupid book, without a soul to speak to. I don't fancy darning my own stockings and sowing 011 my shirt buttons. Boarding house lifo isn't the greatest luxury in the 'World, especially when the invalid chairs and broken tables in the establishment are pensioned off in your room, and the Biddy uses your hair-brush, and anncints horsclf with your millejlcurs! I'd like a rosy wife, and a cheerful homo, as woll as anybody I'd like to think, at my daily labors down-town, of a pair of bright eyes, looking up and down the street to see if I'm coming, of a kettlo singing at the fire, and a pair of slippers put down to warm by hands that exactly correspond with tho bright eyes. But I don't know where all the good wives have gone ! 1 have rend of them and heard of them and heard about them, and I know they once existed, but the race is now ex tinct. I've examined all the young ladies of my acquaintance, and not 0110 of them realizes my idea of what a wife should be. I want a gentle, loving companion, to sit at my fire-side, to cheer my existence,console my sorrows, and share my joys—and econ omical domestic helpmate, to make a home for me. Alt, if 1 could only find such a per son ! I don't want a wife who goes rustling about in satin and silks—who plays divinely on the piano, and don't know how to mako a shirt—who can emdroidcr on velvet and paint in water colors, and hasn't the least idea of the ingredients necessary to form an apple pie 1 1 don't want a wife who dances the Lan cers with a hole in the toe of her silk slock ing. I don't wailt a wife who is too "ner vous" to see to the affairs oflier household, but who is perfectly capable of fashiouablo dissipations—who goes into strong hysterics because I don't engage a box at the opera, and shops 011 Broadway, wasting all my in come in "great bargains !" and I don't want a wife who reads novels and works in worsted, with a poodle dog on her lap, while the meat is'burning down stairs, in the kitch en,- and the pudding ts baked to a cinder! There's the catalogue of the things I don't want, and now I will enumerate the things 1 do want. 1 want a neat, stirring little wife, whoso nicely fitted dress is made by her own hands —who can n.akc a loaf of bread, rods', a tnr key, or cook a beefsteak—who regards a hole in her husband's coal as a reflection 011 her housewifely character, and who can talk about news, and even politics, as well as about new dresses and new fashions who is lady in the kitchen as well as in the parlor, and who looks upon a husband as some thing nearer and dearer than a mere machine to pay her bills, and hold hor fan and hand kerchief at parties! Now, Mr. Editor, do you know of any such woman as this? My female acquaintances are all pretty wax-doll creatures, with white, richly ringed hands and pale faces, who don't know exactly where the kitchen is, and would faint away if yon mention a wash* tub or frying pan in their presence ! They are very passable drawing mom ornaments, but as to ever becoming thrifiy, creditable wives, one might as well marry the revolv ing ladies in the windows 011 Broadway! Won't somebody give me a bit of advice ? Am 1 to dio an old bachelor, or am 1 to marry a huge crinoline, an infinitesimal bonnet, and a pair of yellow kid gloved with a woman inside of 'em ? RALPH REBBLOSOM. TUB CAUSE OF SUICIDES.—TILE New Or leans Bulletin, referring to the suicides-of Senators Rusk, Anson Jones, and many others who have destroyed themselves, comes to the conclusion that if the real facta could be known, it would be found that in a vast majority of instances the cause is to be found tn cups and adds!—" The exten sive adulterations of liquors which havo taken place of late years act upon the brain is liable to disease almost us much so, per haps, as any other organ, and when it is so the individual is—crazy! and does not know what he is doing. Tho brain of the drunk ard, it is, well known, will take fire, emit ting a bluish light, and causing a smell liko burning alcohol. We are strongly inclined to think that most suicides by males aro referable to this as the primary cause." A SNAIIE STORT.— We learn from tho Al bany Times that Mrs. Ilays, of tho town of Day, Saratogo county, N. Y., whose caso was detailed some time since, and who had lived nineteen months without food or drink, died a week or two ago. She remained in sensible for fifteen months of the period, and up to a few days of bur death, when she scorned to revive, and spoke occasion ally. Alter her death her body was opened, and a snake fivs feet long and half an inch thick was taken from the stomach.— It was alive when removed but died soon after. " LV A well known political economist says: "We pay best, first those who des troy us—generals; second, those who cheat us—politicians and quacks; third, those who amuso us—singers and musicians; and least of all those who instruct its —authors, school i masters, and editors "