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ftp 'way'snvali streams, this will whip ye ;
flails and sand-bars, snags and sawyers,
' Jfou're, tor steam-boats, sad destroyers. ,
Bil0 Stboh(j J your praise I give ill, .
yNeyq? in ws're bomnd ito travel.
'fcoamand mist and spray and thunder!
"feo 'way Europe, 'stand from .'under!' '
1lfaore,Byuo ABA,'our own 'roarer, ' ; " '
Of alither Falls the floorer ! '
Come here, cockneys, and be civil,
Rome; and learuihe way wi travel.
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CWniniTvin"at floor and windows -
Bad hotels, and awfureating, ;
1 Bum iack-d rivers, death on cheating;
Clothes' begrimed1 with grit and gravel,
Tthis is wliat ws rci"t'cb, 'who travel.- '
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on to the landscape givers. ,
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;THE BACHELOR'S BUTTON.
Mfgti t vi ii - nit; : ; V ;
" !; ,- CHAPTER FIRST..
ITlit Happened istvtlie Concert.
Jfiome;Yearg' ago, when I was' a single
inaidulaajnin(MjBome single men
? ddj of double bliss 7eT destined To arrive;
vwni tA rnm-prt at tbe Musical Hall
of Boston. Music is, poetically and pro
verbially, the food of love," and in my
sentimental state I consumed a good deal
of it, not that I had any object in view.
M'me was abstract love; I cultivated it. I
increased my ' stock, so that i might have
a good deal of the tender , passion on
haHdprbeireTer I- saw ao eligible -opportunity
of juvesting it.; Well, to return to
the concert; it Was crowded to excess, and
the-'rush,' 'on leaving, tor Veach abs and
csrTka.ris ?f ry great;. : wore on that
"niirht a blue coat with brass
Buttons, aSd I flattered myself there were
nnm-a linMnir'mn in- the' room. r I tell
yoa candidly, I admired myself, and next
; to'ra'yself, the Vothet party fl. was most
struck' with was a fine girl, with dark eyes
and black' hair, who sat: with some young
friends a few forms distant-! , I. hoped she
noticed me and my blue coat with brass
bi&toni. I looked at her often enough to
, attract her attention to both. aud being,
as my friends w6uld say, in rather a spooney
V sUte, -worked myself ia a towering pas
'" sioh-o loe-A f But how was I to come
- at the object of iny1 admiration, for. I was
as diffident as devoted as shy as I was
vaini"i as aa over candid friend once said:
Hail Columbia," which . concluded tbe
concert, surprised me, as unprepared as
on-my first glance to .."improve theocca
8100," - and the company were shoaling
out, while Istood mutely gazing afterthe
object' of my love at . first sight. She
and her party eddied for a while by the
ianer door of the concert room, and were
: then drawn' out into the retiring current,
.and lost to sight. V . , . .
T frtHownd nuicklv after, lest I should
Idosef fbfever all opportunity of indentify
iiiw mv idolr bnt alas! the ' Iignts in tne
xuter corridor were few, and so far between,
that " no glimpse of my star could I get."
.1 pushed and elbowed fiercely through the
.crowd, with a view of getting to the outer
door- before my fair one's party had
mefgeoy and: thus gaining once more a
jsignt of mysweetning. "" - s-
Ilang it i" I muttered, impatiently,
s' I felt a tug at my coat skirt,- aud was
instantly conscious of one of -my hind
AhIUqs having bitched to some, lady's
jiress, my progress was suddenly arrested.
"How ' provoking," thought I, as I was
fcrought to a stand, for,! could not push
4n .without losing a .button or tearing a
jdreis; "bow. provoking the modern fash
Jons: a lady uow has as many hoops, as
piahj tenackB about her apparel as a sea
nemoneXi It wa with some irritation I
stopped o nudo the button, but my hurry
made the taek more, anncuJt, and instead
of untjoing; I only 'bungled 'l and more
twisted the loop round the button. : l
y't J? please to let me,' try,f . said; the lady
ierself, as T. buqgled over, the business;
phe ungloved her han(J it was a sweet
white , hand; ;,q, I -.looked at her f ice.
gtars and garters J but it was the very
fair one, black hair and dark eyes, I was
Jn pursuit' of. . As she stooped over the
entangled button, a slight flush tinted her
cheek. , Oh, it was delicious, J , hoped she
never :wbald undo' the loop; and, indeed,
ho would not, for her fingers were twich-
iug nervously, and my heart was beating
audiblT. I tried to helo her; our finjrers
rf a f v
met.
; " Please to make way there," shouted a
gruff voice behind. We were blocking
up the passage; was there ever such an
unlucky spot for so lucky an entangle
ment" .
You hinder the people from going out
Amie," exclaimed one or her companions
with some asperity; " plague upon the
tiresome lo.ip, break it 1" and suiting the
action to the word, the speaker leaned I
forward, caught the sleeve of her beauti-
ful friend's dress in one hand, and my
coat tail in the other, and giving a quick
and sodden tug, severed us. 1 he crowd
behind bore on and we were separated;
not however, before I gave my " star,"' a
look which intended to speak volumes. I
I thought she did not seem unconscious of
ray meaning our eyes met ;.i Know, ana
this was the only consolation left me, for
immediatelv afterwards I lost her and her. I
party to view in the darkness out side.
CHAPTER SECOND.
WOW THI COURSE OF TRUE LOVE DID NOT
BUN SMOOTH.
That night I hardly closed my eyes,
thiukingof my "bright particular star,"
aud what means I should employ to find
her out. .. I knew little of the town, which
was a large one, and to expect to kuow
the name of my fair one by a mere de-
Bcription was hopeless; there doubtless
mast be a great many with dark eyes and
black hair within the "bills of mortality"
there as elsewhere
' My love fit grew more and more violent
in the course of the day; but tired out at
h ncrth with mv search. I returned to the
hotel and took out my dress-coat from
my ponmaniean io ieeu my u...
wun me coiueuipiauuu vi iuc uw"i.k
business button that detained tne -uiaca.-
eyed divinity " so long, ii, was wun no
little delight I now discovered what did
not before catch my eye a. iragment 01
the silk loop of her dress still aunerea 10
the button, twisted round the shank. ; I
prcsseu it 10 my ns, waa men.
and stooped to gently oisemangie h
from the bit of brass as gently as though
it were a tress of ray loved one's hair,
when something clanked in tne sKiri pocwei,
1 supposed l nau sum iuu..Cj
for in my perturbation and excitement I
omitted to search the coat on taking it
off the night before. I thrust my hand
into the pocket. Gracious me ! vv nat
did I behold, what did I take out a gold
chain bracelet 1 .
You could have "brained" me with my
lady's fan. i saw at a giance nuw uxw
ters stood in the excitement and fury of
undoing the loop from my button, tne iaay
had undoue the clasp pi ner owu uracuiei,
which had not unnaturally fell into the
coat skirt with which she was engaged,
and doubtless, on missing it, instead 01
regarding me in a romantic light, she put
it down that I was one of the 6well mob.
and had purposely eutangled myself in
her dress to rob her of her jewelry
Here was an anti-heroic position, to
find one's self, when I wished to be con
sidered the mostdovoted of knights, to be
remembered only as the most expert of
nio.knockets ! Was ever an honest lover
K i:t, onA n make it. wnrsft. T
could not see how I was to escape from
this inevitable dilemma.
dilemma. I must go down
. ' i a Hno.
rrrJ'5J
her bracelet. To find her out was impos
sible; but a bright idea struek me, as my
tlle
cm lighted on a newsoaoer lving on
coffee-room table. I rang the bell and
inquired of the waiter when the local!
paper was published. "To-morrow sir,"
he auswered. 1 sat aowu auu wrote
aoverusemeuL; : w xu m
th fr.1 nor tntr
o.-,.... ' - toni
ii me lauywuvn - - -b
5.V?2iralS2
mc tuwi.i., -j,
for send to the Tremont Hotel, she will
- 1 beaf 8omeihing to her advantage."
There, I thought, as 1 gave the adver-
tisement to the boy, and hve shillings to
pay for insertion in the Traveler, there,
that will not give me a clue to escape
from a very unpleasant dilemma, and at
the same time to know who my encnau:er
is, the fates must indeed be very unpropi
tious."
My plaus being thus so iar aoopteo,
ordered dinner, and waited patiently, or
rather impatiently, the appearance of the
newspaper next morning, ii was uruugm
up to my room damp from the press, and
then I read, m all the glory or large type,
my interesting announcement , But my
stars! with what an advertisement was
followed- in the very same column.
only wonder that my hair did not stand
on end, and 1 read as follows :
REWARDLOST, OR STOLEN, ON THE
night of the Concert, at tne Hall, a Gold
unain tsraceiei. n is mougui io iisrs ueea
... n , . T . it V J , .
taken from the lady's arm by a plokpocket,
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jr appearance, who wore a blue coat
her leaving the hall.
Any one giving such information as will
lead to: the recovery of the bracelet, or the
capture of the thief,, (if it was stolen,; will
receive the above reward, on applying to no.
7, Cambridge Place.
CHAPTER THIRD.
THE END OF IT. ;
'Here
ycrtised
was a pretty plight to be ad-
in .tho public papers as a pick-
WOODSFIELD, MONEOE COUNTY, OHIO, FEBRUARY 18, 1857.
pocket when my only crime was lite
Othelo's that or
"Loving, not wisely, but too well."
My determination, however, was quick-
ly adopted. I went up stairs, put on the
very identical delinquent blue coat, so ac-
curately described, and, taking the paper
m my hand, proeeeded to 7, Cambridge
Place.
i knocked at the door, and asked the
servant who answered, the name of the
family. Having heard it, I said, "Is
jiss Raymond in ?"
"Yes sir," replied the servant woman,
who shall I say wants her."
Tell her," I replied, "that the pick-
pocket, with the gentlemanly address and
blue coat, with brass buttons, who stole
her bracelet, is here, and wishes to return
it to her."
The woman stared at me as though I
were mad, but ou repeating my request to
her, she went in and delivered my mes-
sage.
Soon there came out, not my fair one,
but,
"With all that's best of dark and bright,
Meeting in aspect and in eye."
a stalwart brother.
"That," 1 said handing mm tne orace-
let, " is Miss Raymond's property : and
though, as you perceive, I wear a blue
coat, with brass buttons, and am flattered
to think my manners are not nngentle-
manly, I am bound in candor to say I
am not a pickpocket."
Then, sir, you shall have the reward."
sai(j the brother taking out his purse
No," I replied, "for strange as it may
appear, thougn i am noi a picapocKet,
1 stole the lady's bracelet. v
The man looked puzzled; but when I
told the truth, and pointed to my auver-
tisement in the same paper, as a proof that
x aiou i wisu 10 want on wun me prupei-1
i ijt ne langaeu neartiiy ui uie wu:oiuijf,
aut not the least at his sisters' descnp-
tion of the gentlemanly picKpocKet.
. Well," he said, "you had better walk
,n and nave tea with us, and my sister win
be aWe to say whether she can speak to
yoar idestity, after which it will be time
lenongn lO cauvns mo prupnciy ui seuu
ing for a constable."
You may be assured I accepted the
invitation. Need I go further with the
story? The young lady (to use the words
or-ltte uaveTnstmlpwe-ae pc-1
pOCket. The Bachelor's button no longer
adorns my blue coat, and I now have
framed and glazed over the fireplace, the
advertisement, in which I am publicly de
scribed by my own wife, as a "pickpocket
with a gentlemanly address." When I
charge her with the libel she always does
what sUe bas just this moment done, pay
daraagcS for the slander in any amount of
k;S3es. declaring though not a pickpocket
j was a thief, and stole her Heart aud
pocketed her bracelet.
g0 end3 the story of "A Bachelor's
Button '"
Dobba Makes a "Pint,"
Dobbs walked iuto a dry-goodery, on
Court-street, and began to look around.
A double-ioiuted clerk immediately ap
peared to Dobbs.
What can I do for you, sir: ' says he
A good deal ' says Dobbs, 'but I bet
you won
I'll bet I will,' says the knight of the
' v"'
if I can.'
" T .
you bet o: taair says me lm-
niU.Pc.PJ. clerk,
wcuuiumo iuuuo. ...
with a cute nod.
I'll go it,' says Dobbs. 'Now, trust
me for a couple ot dollars' worth of your
, - A :
'tZrlZr-
Lost, by Ned !' says yard-stick. 'Well,
, there is the fourpence.
" . when t waQt tQ
u , ,. n-..
tJ) wou(Jn,t ike to looge
Huc 4 ou.ya wwa.
your custom,' says the clerk, 'no how.'
Polite young man, that as soon as his
chin vegeLtesfprovided his dickey don,t
.t x.: thront. he' 1 be arter the ira s.
- - - !
Dobbs thinks.
3POne of the richest 'sells' of. the
8eason was perpetrated by ' Sparks,' of
ii the Elmira Gazette, last week. In the
paper of Saturday evening appeared the
following, horrible item, which was very
onsuspectedly copied by both the Adver
- tiser and Republican on the Monday fol
lowing
i 'Horrible. we learn that a man
named John E. Kake, an Indian, was on
Thursday burned to a cinder in an oven
m the town or ooumpori, near me oiate
j Line How he came into the oven is
unknown, but he is supposed to have been
drunk, aa he bad alchohol about his per
it son at the time of the occurrence.'
I Sparks makes the affair still more hor-
rible by giving further details :
As both our cotemporanes have copied
above item from U8 11 behooves ug to
I say mat a canmoai wno lives near me
In. w. . . . ,
state liine actually ate me remains oi
of ini,n.1r.,VA afW th wpira takftn from
oveu. Likeall New Englanders, we
I . T . v t-innii,.
always love tionnny, anu uupe u-u reap-
I pear on earth. He is a cousin of Mush.
Lancaster Gazette.
'Mother, mayn't I have the big
Bible in your room?'
'Yes, my son, and I am glad to see yon
desirous of perusing that Book. -, What
do you most want to see in it?'.' ;.
I only want to see whether I can smash
flies ia it like Bill Smith does at school.'
A TERRIBLE DUEL.
A few years since, as a New England
jrentleman, whose name we shall call
Brown, was passing a few days at a Hotel
Un 0ne of our western cities, he had the
misfortune to unintentionally offend the
susceptible honor of a tall militia colonel,
who was one of his fellow-boarders. His
apologies not being satisfactory, a chal-
lenge was sent to him, which, however, he
declined, upon conscientious scruples.
The Colonel, who, by the way, had won in
two or three encounters quite a reputation
a8 a duelist, at once conceived the idea
that hia opponeut was a coward, and re
solved to disgrace him, by flogging him
in the face of all the assembled wisdom of
the house. Accordingly, the next day,
at dinuer time, in marched the duelist,
armed with a cowhide, and, advancing to
Brown's chair, proceeded to dust his jacket
far him in the most approved style
Brown was astonished. Luckily, he had
been a lieutenant of militia in his native
State, and knew the importance of in
commoding his enemy by a diversion.
So, seizing a gravy tureen, he tossed the
contents into the face of the belligerent
Colonel, and before he could recover from
th drowniuir 8ensation thus occasioned.
he sprang upon the table and began to
shower upon him with a liberal hand the
contents of the dishes around.
" You are an infernal "
" Coward 1" the colonel was about to
say, but at that moment a plate of greens
stuck full u) on his mouth, and the word
was blockaded, lost forever 1 -
Ha I" cried the New Englander, whose
IjjjQod was now bp, "fond of greens, are
vou? Take a potato?" and he hurled a
L ,,. of hard potatoes at him;
,4 . vnli.t i.pp pan:,.,i w:th .aiSea'
head. and crash j came a piate of soft
Loi!eci eggs against the side of his era
jnjyjj,
Th v,iow, 0f the cowhide which had
hitherto descended upon the Yankee's
head and 8houlders now began to fall
more weaky and wiidly, and it became
ev!dent that the assailant, half stunned
choked ad partially blinded, was getting
the worst of it, nis courage was oozing
out.
1 Take a turkey?" shouted Brown, as
a noble old gobbler descended fairly upon
the Colonel's head, and bursting, filled his
hatidyeslth delicious looking-ataf.
fin(T. Wo,a thet fiT;nfr9 k r-ontinned
ting: " here's the fixings," he continued,
as the squash and jelly followed after.
By this time the Colonel was irretriev
ably defeated; and as his merciless oppo
neut seized a huge plum pudding, steam
ing hot, and holding it above his head with
b th hand geemed t0 bury him beneath
u he qaailed in terrorf and throwing
dow higcowhide, turned about and made
, ..i, fnr ty,a Annr
Stop for the pudding, Colonel; stop
for the podding," shouted Brown. Tud
ding, Colonel, pudding!" screamed all his
fellow-boarders, amid convulsions of laugh
ter. liut the colonel was ioo rerrinea
and did not cease running until he had
locked himself in his room
But although the Colonel escaped from
the pudding, he did not escape from the
ridicule which the affair occasioned, lie
subsequently challenged four persons,
against whom his ire was particularly ex
cjledi and they all consented to fight, but
availing themselves of the privilege of the
challenged party, appointed pudding-bag:
t0r tueir weapons, iii ichkiu iuc uu
haw dul!listnnaiDK no one who was
willing to shoot or to be shot at, was
obliged to quit the State. Portfolio,
Why is there not greater atten
tion paid to dancing. We are in for al
such enterprises. The Cleveland Herald
L thp. romnrks of Mrs. Dr. Hunt, on
flf dancing ftnd responda to
them as follows :
"The most foolish blunders made by
the American people, in particular those
who give the religious tone to society, is
their determined opposition to dancing
By all means introduce dancing as a house
boid amusement whenever enough can be
gathered together to form a " set," just as
VOQ would introduce a game of "blind
man8 buff." When that graceful accom
plishment shall become domesticated, when
it shall have hearthstone encouragement,
instead of being turned out as "exotic,
then will that healthful and improving
lAYPrpisp. nrove a moral agent. So long,
however, as dancing is pointed at by many
r
reBpectable parents as a dangerous amuse
ment aa exercisiug the heels only, with
ont benefit to the head, the children of
tu0Se parents will, either from taste, or
for tne purpose of forming their own esti
mate of the character of the amusement,
geek jt jn the ball room, and practice it at
Unreasonable hours. Let your children
have nome dancing, and parlor dancing,
I n(i t,ev wjH the less 6eek ball room Qanc
M I . . .
jnT 'lne more - VI Uliutiug v "lioic
parties, the less there is of gluttony, drink
iug aud gossip
j3gT Some waggish chap who don't
appreciate a ride from Ogdensburg to
Rouse's Point, N. Y., on the " Accommo
dation " train through in 12 hours
has written with a pencil at the bottom of
one of the time tables, at Douglas' Ho-
tel "Passengers are not permitted to
leave the cars to snow
on down gradtsj' .
ball, tehik going
HE WITS OF THE PULPIT.
Form Sprague's Lives of New England
Preachers.
It was the elder Moody who at one time
saw a number of his hearers asleep iu the
midst of preaching. He stopped iu his
sermon, and cried out at the top of his
voice,
"Fire! firel fire!"
One man, waking out of a sound sleep,
asked, in the utmost consternation,
Where?"
In hell for sleeping sinners," answered
the preacher.
When Cape Breton was taken the first
time, Father Moody served as chaplain.
After the capture was effected, the officers
of the navy and land forces diued togeth
er. Some of Mr. Moody's friends, who
knew his partiality for long services were
apprehensive that he would be so long
before they could commence eating.
When dinuer was ready. General Peperell
poke to to Mr. Moody, and he came to
the table, lifted up both hands and saying,
'U Lord, we have so much to bless thee
for, we must refer it to eternity, for time
is too short; so bless our food and fellow
ship for Christ's sake."
Among Mr. Moody's stated hearers
there was a young man who took special
pains, when he had a new pair of shoes to
creak, or a new garment to show, to come
into meeting after the service had com
menced. After having annoved Mr.
Moody in this manner for some time, he
came in, as he usually did, oue morning
during the prayer, and had to walk a con
siderable distance in the house before he
reached his seat, Mr. Moody, with an el
evated tone of voice, exclaimed,
'O Lord, we pray the, , cure Ned Iu
graham of that ungodly strut!"
Lemuel Haynes was a minister of color,
and the most eminent negro preacher ever
nown in this country. He was, howev
er, only half negro, but that half was the
best part of him: his mother was a white
woman, and abandoned her child in its
ufancy. So the boy had an inheritance
of shame, of color, of poverty, of neglect,
but through ail, and iu spite of all, he
ived and grew to be a man of mark, the
pastor of large and intelligent churches
of. white people, universally respected for
his talents, piety and usefulness, and ad
wredlaiJy.s keen and e y erready wiLwhicb
he used like a spear iu the side of the
foes of truth. It was a dangerous exne-
reraent to trifle with him. Two fast young
men tried it once to their cost. Thev
met him iu the street, and oue of them
said,
"Father Haynes have yon heard the
good news?" .
"No," said he, "what is it?"
"It is great uews; and if it is true, your
occupation's gone!"
"Ah, what can it be?"
" Ok, the devil's dead.'"
Iu a moment the good old man lifted
up both his hands, and placed them on
the heads of the young men, in a tone of
solemnity and scorn, replied.
"Poor, fatherless children, what will be
come of you?"
As Mr. Haynes was travelling in Ver
mont, he fell iu company with a person
who soon discovered himself to be an -unprincipled
scoffer at religion. In the
course of conversation he demanded of
Mr. Haynes what evidence he had for be
lieving the Divine origin of the Bible.
"Why, sir," answered Mr II. "the Bi
ble, which was written much more than a
thousand years ago, informs me that I
should meet just such a person as your
self." "But how can you show that?" return
ed the caviler.
"The Bible says, 2 Peter, iii, 3, 'In the
last days scoffers shall come, walking af
ter their own lusts.' "
We have some very pleasant reminis
cences of John Hancock not the signer
of the Declaratiou, but the Rev. John
Hancock, pastor of the church of Lexing
ton, Massachusetts, where the war broke
out some twenty years after he was dead.
It was in the latter part of his minis
try, while he was quite aged, but still hale
and vigorous, and not a little disposed to
use his authority, the two deacons, and
perhaps others in the church, thought it
was necessary to put some check upou the
good old man. So, at a set time, the dea
cons went to his house to propose that
they Fhould have ruling elders in the
church. It was thought to be a difficult
matter to propose the business to so lofty
a man, so the ablest of the deacons under
took it, after the following fashion:
"We think, sir," said he, "that, on ac
count of your great age, you ought to
have some assistance from the church iu
your numerous assiduous labors."
"Ah," says Mr. Hancock, who knew
what was coming, "I know I am old, and
I suppose I am feeble too; I thank tbe
church for their kindness. But how do
they propose to help me?
- "Oh," said the deacons, "they thought
they would appoint two ruling elders to
divide the care of the church with you
But they do not wish to do so without
your consent."
"Well, I should like it," said he; "per
haps they would choose yvu to the office."
The deacons concurred in that opinion
"They couldn't do better; you might be
of great help to me. But what do you
think is the
business of ruling ciders?"
snid he.
"Oh," said the aspirants to the office,
thinking the difficulty all over, "we will
eave that to you vou are a learned man,
and have studied the history of theChurch."
"les," said he, "I have studied eccle
siastical history'a goed deal, and paid par
ticular attention to Church discipline and
government, and I think 1 know what the
ruling elders ought to do "
"We leave it wholly to you say what
part of your labor they shall attend to,"
remarked the deacons;
"Well, then," said the pastor. "I should
like to have one of them come up . to my
nouse Deiore meeting on Sunday, and get
my horse out of the barn, and then sad
dle' him and bring him up to thejdoor,
and hold the stirrup while I get on. The
other may wait at the church door and
hold him while I get off; then, after meet-
ng, he may bring him up to the steps.
This is all of my work I ever can consent
to let the ruling elders do for me." The
office has remained vacant to the present
day.
TO YOUNGjMEN. ,
That'll never do, young man I No use
to stand on the sidewalk and whine about
hard luck, and say that everything goes
against you no such thing. It does not
think of yon. You are like all the rest
of U3 a mere speck upon the earth's
surface. Were you this moment to go
down in the living tide, but a bubble would
linger for a moment upon the surface, and
even that would vanish unnoticed. The
heart is full of hope and ambition, but is
not missed when it ceases to beat. One
such as you would not leave a ripple. .
You are a coward in the battle. There's
no fight in you; you have surrendered
without a struggle, and now whine because
beaten! You are not yet worthy of a tri
umph, for you have not yet earned it. In
garret, hut and dripping cellar, are ten
thousand .heroes who would put you to
shame. They must toil or starve. The
strife is a desperate one with them, for
they wrestle with want, while : ragged and
despairing little ones watch at the lone
hearth the contest. .. Strong men look
death iu the eye "when, their sinews are
strung by the wail of hungry childhood
Shame on you. In full vigor of health
and manhood, no mouth but Tyour own
to mi, and no oack.to cover but, your
own, and yet couching under the first
score hlngs briadverie fortunet
nothiug of the storm, for you have seen
but the summer. One cloud has frighten
ed you, and you think you are hardly
dealt by. You will be lucky if you find
no darker shadows across your path.
Stand up, young sir pull your hands
from your pocket throw off your coat
take fortune by the throat. You may be
thrown again, but bang on; put away the
nonsense thai the world is against you.
It is not so. Your destiny is in your own
strong arm. Wield it like a man. With
an unbending will, an honor and truth for
your guide, the day is your own. ,.
No capital, eh ! i ou have capital.
God gives you perfect health. . That is
an immense capital to start on. xou
have youth and strength all invaluable,
And a will to do, put your sinews in mo
tion and win. A man of full health and
strength should never whine or, despair.
because fortune does not pour a stream
of gold eagles into his pockets. , If you
have no money, work and get it. , Indus
try, economy and integrity, . will do won
ders. From such beginnings fortunes
have been reared. . They can be again
Will you try it ? Or, will you wait for
the stream to go by, so that you can walk
dry shod into the El Dorado of wealth?
Or, will you meet the waves defiantly, and
be the architect of your own fortune?
Try it is glorious to conquer in stife.
The Throne of Solomon.
The following account, says an ex
change, of a remarkable piece of mechan
ism, is taken from a Persian manuscript
called the History of Jerusalem. 'It pur
ports to be a description of the Throae of
King Solomon, and, if the details are cor
rectly given, it undoubtedly surpasses any
piece of mechanism produced in modern
times. The hides of it were pure gold
the feet of emeralds and rubies, intermix
ed with pearls, each of which was as large
as an ostrich's egg. The throne had sev
en steps on each side were delineated
orchards full of trees, the branches of which
were of precious stones, representing fruit,
ripe aud unripe; on the tops of the trees
were to be seen figures of plumage bird
particularly the peaceck, the stab, and the
knrgess; all these birds were hollowed
wfthin artificially, so as to continually ut
ter a thousand melodious songs, such as
the ears ot mortals never heard. Un the
first was delineated a vine branch, having
bunches of grapes composed of. various
sorts of precious stones, fashioned in such
a manner as to represent the various col
ors of purple, violet, green and red, so as
to render the appearance of real fruit.
On the second step, on each side . of the
throne, were two lions of terrible aspect,
large as life, and formed of cast gold
The nature of this remarkable, throne
was such that when Solomon placed his
foot upon the step, the birds spread forth
their wings and made a fluttering uoise
in the air. On his touching' the second
step, the lions expanded . their claws.
On his reaching the third step, the whole
assemblage of demons,' and fairies, . and
men repeated the praise of the Deity;
NUMBERS
Wheu : he arrived at the fourth,' voieet '
were heard addrcssiug him in the following,
manner: ."Son of David, be thankful for
the blessings which the Almighty has bes
towed upon you." The same was repeat-
ed ou reaching ! the fifth step.! On' his
touching the sixth, all the children' of Is-
rael joined them ; and on his arrival on
the seventh, all the birds and animals be
came in motion, and ceased , not until he
had placed himself in the royal seat, when
the birds, lions, and other animals, by' se
cret springs, discharged e shower f-most-
precious perfumes on Solomon; after which?
two of the kurgess descended and placed
goldeu crown on his head. , Before tha.
throne, was a column of burnished gold,
on the top of which was t' a golden dove ,
which held in its beak a volume bbnhd'la
silver. In thi3 book were: written- the?
Psalms of David ; and the dove .havhifct
presented the book, to the king, Jie read
aloud . a portion of it to. the childrenof
Israel It is further related that oi the.
approach of a very wicked person to the
throne, the lions w4rewont to"set on. a
terrible roaring, aud to lash' their tails
with ! violence. The birds' also began tJs
bristle up their feather, and the assemS
blage, also, of demous and genii to jntter
horrible cries ; for fear of thtm, no. pne
uureu to ue guiuy , oi laisencou, out ail
confessed their crimes:' Such' wash'ir
throne of Solomon, the son of Datid"
! tl
AN AFFECTING STORY.
Thrilling accounts are given Jn ,1
Marysville (Cal.) papers.pf the. case pffl
two lovyers by an enraged .thirdpartjt.-- ;
(the ; patient,) who, as we take np? th
story, was following them across. ,tht
Yuba river: . .
Augustus saw the fury depicted In fio
old man's face,' and . deeming discretion! '
the better part of valor, made, a.dead.btdt
in the road and concluded to surrender, ;
Mary waV frantic.' ' Leaping suddy1 ,
from her horse, and walking around through' . ; '
mud three feet TJeep,1 she gathered'herl ,
husband by the legs and dragged, hinvtq,
the ground. s Then grasping Jiirn tighUv,j ;
around the neck, she shouted to her father, ' '
who was now in speaking distance V1? ,
. " You shan't paribus. "Right here np -to
our knees in mud we" will live' and ie
together!" - "u :v , ta-iiloy
Theold. man- started .back in ,amai jr ; .
ment.., i.,, ".,.( r ,-,vr .,.,, ,tut- .
'Yes,1? muttered the half (uset,np.
Augustus, y we'll die "right here' tn the
mud." .n.H.-.-.;.,.,5ti a;? wctx.
But Mary my child "-grotf ned 4o '
father, r " are you not my daughter still 7; -
Yes," was , the reply,. ' andphia
wife too." '.L " " '
. ," And are you married lV?r.. 'pe-
"We are," exclaimed both.31,
The old man looked daggers' toflri fo
ment, closely scrutitfizing' the ;c6aple"a5i
they clung to each other in the Ira nd. iwir, , .
turning his horse's head .toward, the, ciyj ;"; v
he started off, saying "'
. That's all I . wanted to i;know j,Yf a
can now get out of tbe mod and com
home!" '' ft.MWwp
: " " ' ,;i s?'to jutvit
tSP-A very "particular friend" W Atttoi"
Smith, and a very decided enemy! tacelJ-
worldly titles, as, any body in Philadelpi).
knows; but as a - business correspondent '
from the South didn't know. Andrthere
by hangs a taleXwrhl: firots iswaT.
This correspondent, hadydu?e.cted(,ia: .
letter "Amos Smith Esq." Friend AnioV,
replied punctuallyand after dis'patcbih
business matters, added tbeTonowing poWa
script: - ; ' : .:. -j is V- auUt laioJ dl
"I desire to inform thee thatrifthtjtrJ
member of the Socielj.pl Friendv I am
not free to use worldly,4itJe in address
ing my friends, and wish, them to. grefrain
from using them to me rThpu wilt, therer.
fore, please to omit tne wbri jEsjuirs at
the end of my name,' and1 direct" to!rAnio ?
Smith, without any tail." ; cx
By return mail came a - reply) directed
in precise accordance with the request oX I :
the particular Friend, to ,-,i-Hi'qcu isiita
"Amos Smith, without any TaiI,Fhil?J
delphia. - U ,rym.i xbuBstlz
An Obstinate Ci;sTOMkR.'sAre,f oa
an Odd Fellow?? a ! -nil !iiviha ttid vn1
: ! "No sir; I've been married,Ha:i.i ni bat v
"I mean, do you belong- to the -Ofdeft
of Odd Fellows ?" i ' ii U erti rb 9tb j
"No ; I belong to the Order of Mirrid3
Men." : : - .lUT,ryi O '3 .!(!
"Thunder ! hew dumb l-' Are1 fbtf
Mason ?" - is i, i-ca t'j$iati .'
i "No, I'm a carpeb ter ;t'ii5M rvvkJl
'Worse and worsel ''?Arcbu'aon'.oT
Temperance?" ir.rjytiiJ i :: At fcsia
: "Confound you, ho I Iara k onof
Mr. John Gosling;" moil bBt-giiso
Theq-rerist went on hb ntkyMd 1 isoi
n'nii t$
: 9" That was a fearful prayer iOf the
infidel sailor, iu, danger ot shipwreck.;
0,;, God, if there - be a- Upd, saypjujt,
soul, if I have a soulJ'!Bnt; there isjaoji
limity iu that of the soldier,- o the ey.
of battle: 0 God, if in tha. 'day.-baij
tlo I forget thee, do not forget JnA!"
If you want to kiss a pretlygirff '
Why kiss her if ybu;catfy'"?i
- If a pretty girl wants to trslia,Ss
1 ' Why let heri-like' k fnan. od i i -
' Francis Pigg, of Indiana; h'a4 wn 4a
from Mrs. Pigg, and foulKttTfePigs?
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