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ThttrsdaylTIorntug Hl!rrhl5,1855
Thlt (0611010 and affecting production was but late
ly dljcoTorod among the remains of our great epic
poet, and is published In tho recent Oxford edition of
Wilton's works. London Journal.
'. '. ' 1 am old and bllud! 1
" Mon point at me as smitten by God'a frown
Anlictod and deserted of my mind
Vol 1 uiu not east down.
I am weuk, yet strong
I murmur not that 1 no longer see
Poor, old, and helpless, I the nioro belong,
, Father Supreme! to Tlioev
., O in.uclf il One! .
When men are fartherest then Thou art most near
Whcu friends pass by, my woukuuas auuu,
, i Tky I'liarlot I hear.
v, , . Thy glorious face v
,2s loaning toward meund its holy light
bullies in upon uiy lonsly dwulllng-placo,
A ud there is no mure uight.
' On my bended knee
1 recognise Thy purpose clearly shown
My vision Thou hu9t dimmed, that 1 uiuy seo
1 thyself Tliysolf aleuo.
1 have nought to fear
. This diirkiieHS is the shadow of Thy wing
lljiieutU it I am almost sacred hero
Can come no evil thing.
Oh! 1 seem to stand
Trembling, where font of uio'tal ner hnth been,
AVi-Hjipjd in tho radiance of Thy sinless band,
Which eyo hutli uevur.aouu.
Visions' come and go
Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng .
From angle Hps I seem to hear the tow
Of soft and holy song.
II Is nothing now,
When heaven is opening on my sightless oyos
When airs from Paradisj refresh my brow,
The earth lu darkuiiss lies.
In a purercllnio
;Mj bjlng Alls with nipt ire waves of thought
-.' 'I lu upon my spirit strains sublime
-o f?. Break over me unsought.
"Jive mo now my lyre! .
I feel the aV'rliigs of a gift divine,
-Within in.iosoin glows miearthly Are,
1 by no skill of mine.
It must be my cliilJ! ' pi 1 tlio poor
, widow wipinif away a tear which ' kIuwIv
triuklud down hur w.isied cliei-ks. Tin; re
' is no' other resource. I am too sick to
work, and you cannot, sim-ly, eo me and
your litilo brother starve Try and beg
: H few shillings, and perhaps by the time
llut is gofie.l may be bottur Uo, Henry,
my dear; I grieve to send you on such an
ermnd", but.u must be done."
The boy, a noble looking little follow of
about ten years, Started up, and throwing
his arms about his mother's neck, left the
house without a word. ' He did not hear
the groan of anguish that was uttered by
, his parent as the door closed behind him;
and it was well that he did not, for his
lil'le heart was ready to break without it.
' It was a bye-street in Philadelphia, and as
lie'w.tlked to and fro on the side walk, he
, looked first at one person aud then at an
other, "as they passed him, but not one
. seemed to look kindly on him, and the
' longer he waited, the faster his courage
i dwindled away, and the more difficult it
became to muster resolutions to beg. The
tears were running down his cheeks, but
' nobodr noticed them, or if they did, no-
body seemed to eare; for although clean,
. Henry looked poor and miserable, and it is
" common . for the poor and miserablo to
cry! '.:.':. '
' Every body, seemed in a liurry, and the
' poor boy was quite in despair when at last
.. he espied a gentleman who seemed to be
.' Very leisurely taking a morning' walk. He
V was dressed in black, wore a three corn
ered hat, and had a face that was as mild
-and benignant ns an angel's. Somehow
when Henry looked at him, he felt all his
iear vanish at once.and instantly approach
'd him. His tears had ' been flowing so
long, that his eyes were quite red and
' swollen, and his voice trembled, but that
was with weakness, for he had not eaten
. for twentv-lour hours. As Henry with a
low, faltering voice, begged for a little
, .charity, the centleman stopped, and his
kind heart melted with compassion as ho
.. looked into the Cur countenance of the poor
boy, and saw the deep blush which spread
"' all over his face, and listened to the mod
eat, humble tones which accompanied his
petition, .
t "You do not look like a boy that lias
. ' been accustomed to beg bis bread," said
be, kindly laying his band on the boy's
' shoulder; "what has driven you tft thjs
"atep!" ' ,'
- 'Jndeed,' answered Henry, bis tears be
NO. 45
ginning to flow afresh, 'indeed, I was not
born iu this condition. . But the misfor
tunes of my father, and the sickness of my
-mother, have driven me to the necessity
'Who is your ftaher?' inquired the gen
tletnan, still more interested.
'My father was a rich merchant of this
city, but he became bondsman for a friend
who soon after failed, and he was entirely
ruined. He could not live after this loss,
and in one month he died of grief, and his
death was more dreadful than auy other
trouble. My mother, my little brother.and
myself, soon sunk into the lowest depths of
poverty. My mother has until now,
managed to support herself and my little
brother by her labor, and I have earned
what I could by shovelling suow and other
work that I could find to do. But night
before lust mother was takn verysick.and
she since has become so much wore,that'
here the tears poured faster than ever
"I do fear she will die. I cannot think of
any way in the world to help her. I have
not had any work to do for several weeks.
I have not had courage to go to my moth
er's old acquaintances, and tell them she
had come to need charily. I thought you
losked like aslranger sir, and something in
your face overcame my shame, and' gave
me courage to speak to you. 0, sir, do
pity my poor mother!'
The tears, and the simple and moving
language of thepoor boy, touched a chord
in the breast of the stranger that was ac
customed to frequent vibrations.
'Where does your mother live.myboy?'
said he in a husky voice, 'is it far from
'She lives in the last house on this
street, bir,' replied Henry. 'You can see
it from here, in third block, and on the
left hand side.'
. 'Have you sent for a physician?'
'No, sir,' said the boy, sorrowfully shak
ing his head. 'I had money to pay neith
er for a physician nor for the medicine.'
'Here,' said the stranger, drawing some
pieces of silver from his pocket, 'here are
tnree dollars, take them and run immedi
ately for a physician.'
Henry's eyes flashed with gratitude, he
received the money with a stammering and
almost inaudible voice, but with ft look of
the warmest gratitude, and vanished.
Ihe benevolent stranger, immediately
sought the dwelling of the sick widow.
He entered a little room in which he could
see nothing but a few implements of female
moor, a niiscratilo table, an old bureau, and
a little bed which stood in one. coiner, on
which an invalid lay. She Hppeared
weak, and almost xlmustcd, and on the
bed at her feet sat a little boy crying as if
ins Heart would ureaK.
Deeply moved at this sight, the stranger
drew near the bedside of the invalid, and
feigning to bo a physician, inquired into
the nature of her disease. Tho symptoms
were explained in a few words, when the
widow with a deep sigh, added 'O, sir.my
sickness has a deeper cause, and one which
is beyond the art of the physician to cure.
1 am a mother a wretched mother. I see
my children Kinking daily deeper and deep
er in misery and want, which I have no
means of relieving. My sickness is of the
heart, aiitl deu:li alone can end ni' sorrows,
but even death is dreadful to me, for it a-
wakeus Uio thought ot the misery into
which my children would be plunged
if ." Here emotion choked her ut
terance, and the tears flowed unrestrained
down her cheeks. But the pretended
physician spoke so consoling to her, and
manifested so warm a sympathy fur her
condition, that the heart of the poor wo
man throbbed with a pleasure that was un
'Do not despair,' said the benevolent
stranger, 'think only of recovery, nnd
ot preserving a lite that is so precious
to your children. (Jan I write a jyescnp
tioti here?'
the poor widow took a little prayer
book from the hand of the child who sat
with her on the bed, and tearing out a
blank leaf,
'I havo no other paper,' said she, 'but
perhaps this will do.'
, .The stranger took a pencil from bis
pocket, and wrote a few lines upon the
paper. '
"This prescription,' said he, 'you will
find of great sei vioe to you. If it is nec
essary, I will write you a second. I have
great hopes ot your recovery.
Ho laid the paper on the tablo and went
Scarcely was he gone when the elder son
'Cheer up, dear mother,' said ho, going
to her bedside and affectionately kissing
her. 'See what a kind, benevolent strnn
ger has given us. It will make us rich
lor several days. It has enabled us to
havo a physician, and he will be here in a
moment. Compose yourself, now, dear
mother, and take courage.'
'Como nearer, my son,' answered the
mother looking with pride and affection on
her son. 'Come nearer that I may bless
you. God never forsakes the innocent and
tjje good. Oh! may he still watch over
vou in all your paths! A physician has
just been here. He was a stranger, but he
spake to me with a kindness and a com
passion that were a balm . to my heart.
When be went away, he left that pre
scription on the table; spe if you can read
Henry glanced at the paper and started
back he took it up and as he read it
through, again and again, a cry of wondor
' j . i u : '
What is it, my Son?' exclaimed thepoor
widow, trembling wilhon apprehension of
she knew not what.
'Ah, read, dear mother! God has beard
us.' ,
The mother took the paper from the
hand of her son, but no sooner had she fix
ed her eyes upon it, than 'My God!' she
exclaimed, 'it is Washington!' and fell
back fainting npon her pillow.
The writing was an obligation from
Washington, (for it was indeed he) by
which the widow was to receive the sum
of one hundred dollars, from his own pri
vate property, to be doubled in case ofne
cessiiy. Meanwhile the expected physician made
his appearance, and soon awoke the moth
er from her fainting fit. The joyful sur
prise, logemer wun a good nurse Willi
which the physician provided her, and
plenty of wholesome food, soon restored
her to perfect health.
J. he influence ol Washington, who vis
ited them more than once, provided for the
wiuow irienas wno iurnisneu ner wun
constant and profitable employment, .and
her sons, when they had arrived. at a prop
er age, they placed in respectable situ
ations, where they were not only able to
support themselves, but to render the re
mainder of their mother's lifo comfortable
and happy.
Lot the children who read tins story, re
member, when they think of the great and
good Washington, that he was not above
entering the dwelling of poverty, and car
rying joy and gladness to the hearts ot its
inmates. This is no fictitious talc, but is
only one of a thousand incident which
might be related of him, and which stamp
him one of tho best of mem.--Y. Y. Chris
tian Messenger.
The New ft'abob.
The famous Indian Nabob, whose name
is so long that it "could not be inserted
except as an advertisement," call it Ma
harajah for shortness is the present won
der of Paris. It will be remembered that
on his first landing at Bordeax.he brought
up all the umliurellus of the place as it was
a rainy day, and had them presented to the
population in the streets. On arriving at
raris, he went to the theater, and seeing a
large audience with bare heads, he dis
patched his numerous attendnnts immme
iliately for such a numberof nils as would
cover the destituto thousands before him.
The day after, he stationed himself oppo
site the large vurriage stand on the Boule-
yards, employed h'.msell with beggingev
cry young lady who passed on foot to lute
a ride at his expense. A subsequent en
terprise has been to rid through the city,
followed by a load of ready made cloaks
and overcoats, and stopping every ill clad
or plainly dressed person, to beg Lis ac
ceptance of the articles lie seemed to need.
He is said to have negotiated for the hire
of a whole theatre and performance, to
stand himself at the door and beg the pas
sers' by to go in free. At the resturants
where he once (lined, be sent a choice dish
and a botllo of wine to each other person
in the room. There is an expensive class
of Parisian beauties on his trnck, who, it
is thought, will greatly assist in the propa
gation of his East Indian sentiments.
Why the Fourth op March was Sk
lected. The Portland Advertiser, cor
recting the blundering statement which
every year or two goes the rounds of the
papers, to the effect that the fourth of
March was selected as the beginning of the
Presidential terra because it will not full
on Sunday for 300 years to come, says:
"The selection of the fourth of March as
the day for the beginning of the Presiden
lial term, seems to have been the result
of accident. Mho old Continental Con
gress, wuen the ratihcation ot the new
Constitution by the necessary number of
States had been ascertained, passed a reso
lution September 18, 1788, appointing the
first Wednesday of the next January for
the choice of ihe Presidential electors, the
first Wednesday of February for the elec
tion of President and Vice President, and
the first Wednesday of March as the time
for the organization of tho new govern
nient. . The first Wednesday of March
happened to be in the year 1789, the 4th
of March, and as the administration which
begun on that day was limited to four
years by the Constitution,, the next and all
succeeding administrations havo begun on
this day of the month.
. Sharp Practice. A day or two since,
one of our good citizens, who will be reo-
ognized at once if we call him John Smith,
happened into a grocery establishment &
understanding that silver change was in
demand, inquired what premium they paid
for it, and was informed five per cent.
Thereupon he drew forth ninety-five cents
in change, aud handing it over to the gro
eery mnn received therefor a regular dollar
bill. This satisfactory speculation, ortome
thing else, led our friend into the cxtrava
gance of calling for a glass of beer, which
was furnished and drank, and he deliber
ately drew forth the dollar bill and tender
ed it in payment, which was received, and
ninety-seven cents change banded back.
At last dates, the grocery man was attempt
ing to figure up the profit on that glass of
beer. Kenosjia Telegraph.
J3TlIe who marries a pretty face only,
is like the buyer of cheap furniture the
varnish that caught the eye will not en
dure the firc-sidc blaze,
The circumstance itself occurred in the
town of Warrenton, and - was related at a
Bible-meeting by a gentleman of respecta
bility connected with the Society;
The circumstance was introduced in the
following words: Aboat three years ago,
two little boys decently clothed, the eldest
appearing about thirteen, and the younger
eleven, callod at the lodging-house for va
grants, in this town, for a night's lodging.
The keeper of tho bouse (very properly)
took them to the vagrant's office to be ex
amined, and if proper objects to be reliev
ed. The account they gave of themselves
was extremely affecting, and no doubt
was entcriained of its truth. It appears
that but a few weeks had elapsed since
these poor little wanderers had resided
with their parents in London. The typhus
fever, however, in one day carried off both
father and mother, leaving the orphans in
the wide world, without home and without
friends. Immediately after the last trib
ute was paid to their parents memory.hav
itig an uncle in Liverpool, destitute as they
were, resolved to go and throw themselves
upon his protection. Tired, therefore.and
hunt, they arrived in this town on their
way. I wo bundles contained their all.
In the youngest boy s pocket was found,
neatly covered and carefully preserved, a
Bible: The keeperof the lodging, addres
sing the little boy, said: "You have nei
ther money or meat, will you sell me this
uioieT 1 will give vou five shillings lor
' "No," exclaimed he, (tho tears roll
ing dowu Ins youthful cheek,) "1 11 starve
"There are plenty of books to be bought
besides this; he replied: "No book has
stood my friend so much as my Bible."
why, what has your Bible doiio for you?
he said. Ho answered "When 1 was a
little boy, about seven years of age, I be
came a Sunday school scholar iu London.
Through the kind attention of my master.
lsoon learned to read my Bible, this Bi
ble young as I was, showed mo that I was
sinner, and a great one, too; it also
pointed me to a Saviour; and I thauk Uod
that I have found mercy at the hands of
Christ, and I am not ashamed to confess
him before the world."
To try him still further, six shillings
were then ottered him for the liitile.
"No," said . he; "for it has been my sup
port all the way from London; hungry and
weary, often have I sat down by the way
side to read the Bible, and found refresh
ment from it." Thus did ho experience
the consolation of tho Psalmist, when lie
said, "Thy comforts have refreshed my
soul." He was then asked, "What will
you do when you get to Liverpool, should
your undo refuse to take you in?" The
reply may excite a blush in many Chris
tians. "My Biblo tells me, said he,
"when mv father and mother forsake me,
the Lord will lake me up.". The man
could go no further, for the tears choked
his utterance, and they both wept togeth
er. They had in their pocket tickets, as
rewards for their good conduct, from the
school to which they belonged, and thank
fulness and humility were visible in all
their deportment.
At night these orphans, bending their
knees at the side of the bed, committed
themselves to the caie of their Heavenly
Father to Him whose ears are open to
the prayers of the destituto, and to Him
who has said, "Call upon me in tho hour
of trouble, I will deliver thee and thou shalt
glorify me." Tho next morning, these
refreshed little wanderers arose early,
dressed themselves for their journey, and
setout for Liverpool. May He who hears
thn ravens when they cry, hear and answer
their petitions, guido them through time,
and bless llicm in etcrniiy.
The Power of a Holt Life. The
beauty of a holy life constitutes tho most
eloquent and effective persuasive to relig
ion which ono human being can address
to another. We have many ways of doing
good to our fellow creatures; but none so
good, so efficacious, as leading a virtuous,
upright, and well ordered nto. mere is
an energy or moral suasion in a good man's
life, passing tho highest ettorts ot the or
ator's genius. Tho seen but silent beauty
of holiness speaks more eloquently ot Uod
and duty than the tongues of men and an
gels. Let parents remember this. Ihe
best inheritance a parent can bequeath to
a child is a virtuous example, a legacy
of hallowed remembrances and associa
tions. The beauty of holiness beaming
through the life of aloved relative or friend
is more effectual to strengthen such as do
stand in virtue's ways, and raise up those
that are bowed down, than precept, com
mand, entreaty, or warning. Christianity
itself, I believe, owes by far the greatest
part of its moral power, not to the precepts
or parables of Christ, but to his own
character. Tho beauty of that holiness
whioh is enshrined in the four brief bi
ographies of the man of Nazareth, has done
more aud will do more to regenerate the
woild, and bring it to an everlasting right
eousness, than all other agencies put to
gether. It has done more to spread his re
ligion in the world than all that has ever
been preached or written on evidences of
Christianity. Qr, Chalmers.
When a man stops his newspaper on
account of pecuniary forebodings, we con
sider bim about as gone a case as if be
should conclude to stop his daily bread,
for foar he should come to poverty. .
Reacue of s Captive lattiaa Gif. '
The St. Paul Pioneer gives the account
of the enpfare and inhuman trea'ment of
a young Chippewa girl by the Sioux, into
whose possession she fell, and her rescue
from a horrible death by a white man.
Last summer a hunting party of Chip
pewa encountered a baud of feioux who
were out on the war path. The former
were defeated, and all except three, who
made their escape, and this young girl,
were massacred. The maiden endeavored
also to make ber escape, and, jumping into
a canoe, put out upon Otter Tail Lake.
The pursuers followed and overtook her,
when she threw herself in the water and
endeavored by diving a .id hiding in a
cluster of weeds to elude them. The chief
threw bis tomahawk and wounded her
badly in the side, and afterwards stunned
her by a stroke upon the head with a pad
dle. The "brave" resolved to retain her
as his wife, and brought her to his wigwam
where he already bad two wives. Their
jealousy was aroused and, the young
Chippewa girl was constantly maltrea'ed,
the squaws literally putting coals of fire
upon her head and cutting her with
knives. She resolved to commit suicide,
to end her trouble. But this idea was not
liked by her savage retainers, and they re
solved to enjoy one of their ancient rites
by burning their captive at tho stake.
This fact becoming known to Joseph
Campbell, the Sioux interpreter, he deter
mined to effect her rescue, and going to
the village, found and carried off the girl,
who was subsequently placed in the charge
of the commanding officer at Fort Ridgely
and aft her wounds were healed convey
ed to Fort Snellin?. and thence home to
her band.
Americans Kneel Ouljr to God.
The following incident is said to have
occurred, during the revolutionary strug
gle, in a conversation between a British
officer nnd a young lady, at the house of
her uncle who was suspected of favoring
the Tory cause.
The conversation turned on the subject
of liberty, and the success of the American
armies, both of which the officer treated
with levity and contempt, "Wait a few
months more and you will see the whole
party with much glorified Washington at
I heir head, humbly begging for Lis mnjes
ty's forgiveness before the royal governor.
They won't think of liberty when on their
knees, I warrent vou." "Americans
kneel!"' cried Aurora, suddenly rising
from the harpi-ichord her eyes flashing
like an enraged Pythoness. "Americans
kneel! Never, while an American hearth
stone is left unturned by ruin's plough
share, while an American forest clothes a
hill inliafy veidnre,w bileoue foundation of
an American church stand; unshaken by
the king's artillery, while heaven lends
A merieans life, nnd you oppressors are
but human flesh: so long, sir, you will
never see our gallant Washington, and big
brnve troops, kneel before the mil. inns of
your monarch! No, sir! Americans kfteel
only to GodT
Novel Law Suit. A somewhat ro
mantic suit at law has just been terminated
in Franklin county. It seems that one
John Lescher became pierced with ihe ar
row of cupid, and, wishing to heal the
wound by lawful wedlock, he made pro
posals to the object of his affections, which,
it seems, she recieved favorably; but the
father, Mr. Jacob Wyant, being a prudent
man, of much forsight, required the said
John Lescher to enter into bonds of five
hundred dollars, conditioned that the said
John Lescher should live with his wife
and treat her as a kind and affectionate
husband should do; but the parties, after
living together some months, scperated,
and this suit was brought to recover the
amount of the bond. The case was first
tried at the last April term of the Franklin
Court,- when Judge Kimmel decided the
bond to be invalid. I he case was carried
to the Supreme Court, and it was decided
that the bond "was good and valid, and
in accordance with the law." The case,
therefore, came up again in the Franklin
Courts, when the jury found a verdict for
the plaintiff of S079.7G. Tho result of
this suit may give a valuable suggestion
to anxious fathers whose daughters are
sought as partners at the alter, and an imi
tation of Mr. Wyant's forethought would
show a prudent concern for their daugh
ter's welfare. Carlisle (Pa.) Democrat.
PosTCRirT to a Prater. On the batiks
of the Illinois river, lived little Emma K.
with her widowed mother, and two broth
ers, Alfred and Albert. In the course of
time, Alfred, who was lame, went to New
England to learn a trade, leaving only three
at home. Every evening before retiring to
rest, would this little girl kneel down and
repeat her prayer, in which she ever re
membered her absent bro:her, and asked
God to watch over him also.
One morning after breakfast, she sud
denly left her play, and came to ber moth
er with this question:
'. "Mother, would it be wrong to add a
posteript to a prayer?"
"Why, Emma, dear, what makes you
ask such a question?"
"Because, mother, in my prayer ibis
morning, I forgot to pray for Alfred ".
"Then, my child, it will be perfectly
proper to do so," and off the little girl ran
to add her posteript to her prayer, for her
Are all the children who read this paper
as conscientious, and do. they pray to their
heavely Father every night an,d morning,
as did tbe little Illinois girl?.
av titius icbut.
Whao grasping tyranny afleada,
Or angry blgotafrown:
Who ralm plot for!(h tda
To keep tba peopla dawn;
Wkesi bmmbm (s slaswly laagrn
To drive Ue world to ar;
Wken knaves in palaeesintrigM
For ribbons or a star;
We raise oar heads, survey their deeds
Aud cheerily rpU
Crab, little moles, grab underground,
There's sunshine in Um sky.
When canting hypocrites eoiubiae
To curb a frveasaa's thought,
- And bold all doctrine undivina
That holds their canting nought;
When round their narrow bale they plod.
And scornfully assume
Tkat all without are eurs'd of Cod,
And justify the doom;
We Uituk of heaveu'a eternal love,
And strong in hope rely
Crub. little moles. grub underground,
There's lunshine in Uie sky.
When greedy authors wield the pen
To please the vulgar town-'
Ui-pirt great thieves aa injured mta
AkJ a.:rtesof renown;
Paader to prejudice unclean,
Apologise for crime,
Anddaubtbe vices of toe mean
With auttery like slime:
For Miltoo'seraft, and Sbakespear's tongue,
We bluh, but jet reply
Grub, little moles, grub under ground,
There's sunshiae iu Uie sky.
When sage philosophers survey
The various climes of earth,
Aud moura poor sedgellngs of a day
It too prolifc birth;
Aud prove by figure, rule, and plan
The large fair world too small
To feed the multitudes of man
That lourUh oa its ball;
We view the vineyard on the bills
And corn-fields waving high
Grub,liule moles, grub under ground,
There's sunthiue in the sky.
When men complain of humankind.
In misanthropic mood.
And thinking evil things, grow blind
To presence of the good;
When, wall'd in prejudices string,
They urge that evermore
The world UUied to go wrong,
For going wrong before;
We feel the truths they cannot feel,
And sinitea we reply
Crub, little moles, grub nuderground,
There's sunshine in the skj.
OldBct Goon A Question well Put.
A valuable friend and a valuable farmer.
about the lime that the temperance re-,
torm was beginning to exert a healthful way ot experiment on dogs and found that
influence in the country, said to his hired wheoever he isould administer the cam
man: phor spedilv enough he was successful in
'Jonathan, I did not think to mention to
you, that 1 think ot trying to do my work I
this year without rum.
How much more
must I give you;
fill KAlil Jiinuthfln M rinn r fara miiMi I
about it; you may give me just what you
Well,' said the farmer, 'I will give yon!
beep in the fall, if you will do without.' i
a sheep in uie Ian, it you
'Agreed,' said Jonathan
The oldest son then said,
Father, will
you give me a sheep iu the fall if I will do
Yes, Marshall, you shall have a sheep!
if you will do without.' 1
The youngest son then said, 'Father will
vou give me a sheep if I will do without
Ycs,0Chandler, you shall have a sleep
if you will do without.
Presently Chandler spokeagain
'Father, hadu't you better take a sheep
This was a poser; he hardly thought
that hecould give up the 'good creature'
yet; but the result was, the demon was
ueuiceiui uautiueu ..uu, nc ,i.e.u., . by looking into its mouth. It bears its
the great joy and ultimate happiness of all yMn pon its b.lck Evtrjbody wl)G ,las
concerned . handled an oyster shell must have observ-
Cold Water ako Prosperity. We f,J 'J51 h 8etms as if composed of success
had the pleasure of hearing James Bu- 'ajersor plates overlapping each other,
chanan. deliver an address before the, Tliese ftre te' Im'cally termed "shoots" and
Howard Society, on which occasion he re- each of them makes a year's growth; so
lated the following circumstances: j ,1,at bJ counting them, we can determine
fivoml votirs n rrintlnmnn rime,! glnce the year when the creature
i ..r....i. i.:,.i.j r ,i
with him who had risen by hisown Indus
try and in tegri'.y alone, from humble life,
to a proud position in society. On being
invited to take a glass of wine, the follow
ing conversation ensued:
'Do you allow persons at your table to
drink what they please?' asked the guest.
'Certainly,' replied Mr. Buchanan.
Then I'll take a glass of water.'
'Ah, indeed! And how long have you
drank cold water?'
'Ever since I was eleven years old.'
Is it possible! And pray what induc
ed you to adopt the principle of total ab
stinence?' .. 'Seeing a person intoxicated.'
Well,' continued Mr. Buchanan, 'if
you have had tho firmness of purpose to who expands the slumbering faculties of
continue up to this time without taking in- the human soul, who rails forth into exer
toxicating drinks, I do not wonder that eise powers capable of increasing the pub
you have reached your present position. ! lie stock of wealth, of virtue and happiness,
Mr. Buchanan afterwards learned that and of exalting the poessor to his proper
the person he saw intoxicated was bis futh-' station of usefulness and importance? If
er. Southern Organ.
Novel It cad ins;. .
The following paragraph which occurs in
a sermon preached by Dr. Hawks, may
have a more salutary e
nect upon many oi
our readersthan an essay on the same sub -
iw.t wl.'i. l, tlmv avnulil not read: 'No
habitual reader of novels can love the
bible, or anv other book that demands ea-y spring, though it may have the dis
thought, or inculcates the serious duties of advantage of too much moisture, has the
life. He dwells in a region of imagina- great advantage of usually being dono
tion, where he is disgusted with the plain- with about half the labor, from the loose,
nessand simplicity of truth with the so- porous condition of the ground. Good,
ber realities which demand his attention lasting drains can be made, by digging
a a rational and immortal being, an nc- about eighteen inches deep, and eighteea
countable subject of God's government . j wid. '
A philosopher once asked a little girl
if she had a soul. She looked up into his
face with an air of astoiiirhment and of
funded dignity, and replied
'To be aure I have. . .
'Whatroakvs you think you have?'
'Because I have,' she promptly repli
ed. '
'But bow do you know yon Lave a
'Because I do know,' he answered a
was a child's reason; but the philos
opher could hardly have given a better.
Well, then, said he, after a moments'
consideration, 'if you know yon have a
soul, can you tell me what your soul is?
Vhy,' said she. 'I am six years old and
don't you suppose that I know what my
soul is?'
Perhaps you do. If you will tell me, I
shall find out whether you do or not.'
Then you think 1 dou't know,' she re
plied, 'but I do; it's tny think.'
'lour Honk! said the philosopher, as
tonished in his turn; 'who told you so?'
'Nobody. I should be ashamed if I did
not kuow that, without being told.'
The philosopher had puzzled his brain
a great deal about the soul, but be could
not have given a better definition of it in
so few words. Reaper.
Stritchma 'axd its Axtitode. In the
last number of the Medical and Surgical
Journal published in Richmond, we notice
an article in it on the above powerful and
sudden poison by Dr. Tewkesbury, of
Maine he says:
"The frequency with which strychnia is
used for poisoning purpose has attracted
the serious atlentiou not oniy of the medi
cal men but the public generally. The
deadly certainty with which jt acts, the
ease of aJministration, and the difficulties
which surrouud every attempt to prove
with positive certainty its presence in the
stomach, all unite to give this drug a dread
ful notonc-ty.
"Dr. T. then proceeds to mention in
stances of his being called to see persons
who had taken wilfully and by mistake
doses of strychnia, and that he had given
them about two teaspoonfuls of satuiatcd
solution of camphor with manifest effect
aud prompt relief.
He also tried it by the
preventing the poison from causing death.'
tWO, beloved and gentle Poverty! par
don me for having for a moment wished
to fly from thee, ns I would from Want;
,UV ''f.ri IO"er W,IU "7 cnarming sis-
'v uuviicijt ouu win"
tuJe: be .v my queensand my instructors;
n,e "ie f;,er.n 3u',e,, 1'fe; remove.
far from my abode the weakness of heart
and giddiness of head which follow pros-
' F.r,"y- ""'y poverty u-ach me to endure
gaging, to seek the end of life higher
lhan ,n P'asure, further off than in pow-
er, TI'0U K,vst the H "trength, thou
makes ,t,)e m,nd mure firni: and- imlea to
thee, this life, to which the rich attach
themselves as to a rock, becomes a bark
of which death may t ut ti e cable without
awakening all our fears. Continue to sus-
iHin me, 0 thou whom Christ hath called
Ace of Ovstkhs.-A London oysterman
can tell the age of his flock to a nicety.
Tho nnr nf an nrKtir ia m,l tu lw fminrt rait
. r-. . - "
came into the world. Up to the time of
its maturity, the shoots are regular and
successive; but after that time they becoma
irregular, and are piled one over theother,
so that the shell becomes more and mora
thickened aud bulky. Judging from the
great thickness to which some oyster shells
have attained, his mollusc is capable, if
left to his natural changes unmolested, of
attaining a pati iarchical longevity.
The Teachers Hiqii Vocation. If that
man deserves well of bis country, who,
according to an ingenious statesman's ob
servation, make three spires of grass grow
where only two grew before, what praise
does he merit who multiplies intelligence,
that potter w ho has moulded the unresist
ing clay to forms of beauty and elegance,
hns deserved our patronage, what glory
shall be his w ho, faitlifnl and diligent in
i,jg functions, has shaped the minds of
men anj an to, honor and virtue? Dr.
1 jjeniy Hunter. '
Srniso Draoiso. Digging drains in
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