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MORGANTOWN, (Va.) SATURDAY, APRIL 30, 1853.
(Vol. 4.?Whole No. 194.
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For the Monongalia Mirror,
WE MISS HER!
Wc miss her?when the morning light
In beauty breaks o'or land and sen,
Brightoningtho dusky valo of night,
And gathering ?dew aVops from the lea:
When every flower unfolds its bloom,
And every bird pours forth his strain ;
Wc miss that cherished one, for whom
They glow and warble now in vain.
Wc miss her?when with rosy blush
The summer eve is sinking fair.
When bright streams from their fountains
gush,
And wild sweet watblings fill the air;
A voicc is mute?an eye is dim?
That join'd the song, that watch'd tho glow
And mournful is onr evening hymn:
Wc miss her?whither did she go?
Wo miss her?in the garden lowers,
Where broken stalk, and faded bloom,
Tell, that tho hand which trained tho flowers
Is cold and nerveless in the tomb!
Sadly the Autumn brccxcs sigh
Along the leaf-strown walks, and low
They whisper, as they wander by,
Sho left us?whither did sho go ?
They tell us of a far-off land,
A changeless clime, of cloudless skies,
Whose dwellers are an angel band.
Whose strains, cclcstial melodies;
And flowers that wo have loved below,
Transplanted to that peaceful shore.
In bright immortal beauty grow,
And never fade or wither more.
A shadow o'er our hearth is thro^nf* * '
A dimness on our parting lies;
Our daily walks aro sad and lone,
Since she has left us for the skies:
But faith with eager eye can trace,
Through gathering clouds and shadowy
gloom,
And hope mounts upward to the placo
Where wc shall meet beyond the tomb.
ADELPHOS.
COMMUNICATED.
^ PRESS ON!
Who would bo
Borno down rcsistlessly,
On time's swift rushing flood?
Like as a worthless leaf floats by,
Rising and falling' passively,
With slightest wavo or faintest sigh
Of zephyr from the wood.
Nerer bow
[ To fear or foe thy brow,
I Never ignobly yield.
' Strength to thy arm and heart will come,
^ With every battle rightly won.
Press boldly on, if it be alone,
But never fly tho field!
Look within!
I'Twero treason not to win,
With such a garrison;
There is the will to do and dare,
A heart that all life's ills can bear. .
Trembleth tho lion in his lair, 'p
Though armies round him throng ?
Care may weavo
Chains that thy spirit grieve,
But break thorn and bo free !
How can the eagle's mighty wing
Bo like a moth's, so weak a tiling,
That a spider's web, though scarcely seen,
Can thrall it hopelessly !
Struggle on,
Thou eagle, to tho sun!
And it shall bo, ere long,
A bo vp the dart tlmt urged thy flight,
And clouds that sLroudcd thee in night,
Thou'lt fly through floods of purer light,
JVIorc strong, moro bold, inoro free!
Look above !
Nor ever doubt that Lovo
Traccth out all thy way.
The 1 toilsome inarch' will soon be o'er,
The 1 wild sea' hath a peaceful shore;
The / night' hath but few dark hours more,
Then coincth endless day! M.
The"cenortl rxpectalion is that the
?pI lilver quarter dollar pwcej, ami
i i.,ill dime*, in courte ol rapid
dimes and rhi|udt.|j,hia mint,
"SfffH circulation du
W ^ nresdit wi-fk. In ?ize and
r'?S l,j nsirance tliPV much resemblo
?enen ISfn ?I'liosn who hold the old
.11 ??
000 in wW
Nctus Jtcms, Jtt.
Coli.Ision.?The working of the rail
road west of this place, lias not yet been
reduced to such system as to prevent
the frequent'occurrence of accidents to
those in the service ol the Company.?
This should inculcate the necessity of
the most extraordinary caution on the
part of conductors, engineers &c. As a
case in point we would mention tha.ton
Monday last, a ballast train, while de
scending the heavy grade to Cheat riv
er, came in collision with a burthen
train ascending, by which, several men
were more or less injured, and one had
both legs broken, from the effects of
which he subsequently died. Dr. T.
A. Healy, at the request of the Compa
ny, proceeded to the spot to amputate
the mangled limbs, but death had releas
ed the sufferer before his arrival.?
Cumberland Miner's Journal.
Attempt to Break Jail??Four vfthe
prisoners now confined in Allegany
County Jail, made a very nearly suc
cessful attempt; on Wednesday night
last, to free themselves ol their present
involuntary place of abode. The par
ties were John Harshman and John H.
Scott, charged with Larceny; fid ward
Blessner with Forgery, and John Far
ally wfth Assault and Battery. They
succeeded in filing off their irons, and
had partially filed the window bars, hav
ing previously removed the sash. As
in many similar casfs, morning dawn
ed ere their work had been completed.
Mr. Conner, the present watchful and
attentive keeper, upon paying his Usual
morning visit, discovered the absence of
irons from one of the parlies, and was
thus led to make further investigations,
.which brought to light the facts above
given.?Cumh. Journal.
Run into.?The morning passenger
train from Cumberland to Baltimore on
Wednesday ran into a burthen train at
water station No, 12, and produced
some damage by the smashing of cars
&c. The train was not detained more
than half an hour.?Ib.
Detention.?The passenger train
from Wheeling due at Cumberland on
Wednesday evening, did not arrrive un
til 1 o'clock P. M. on Thursday. It
was delayed by two land slides, one
west of the Board Tree Tunnel and the
other between Fetterman and Fairmont.
-lb.
A Year's Work.?Uncle Tom's
Cabin is now one year old. On the
20th of Marth, 1852, Messrs. John P.
Jewett& Co. sold the first copy of the
first edition. On the 20th of March,
1853, they had published 305,000 cop
ies, or?as only about 300 business
days bad transpired?they had sold (at
the ordinary book-rate of one thousand
copies to an edition) an edition a day
for that entire period. Sufficiently re
markable as this may appear, we learn
from them?what is more remarkable
still?that the demand continues with
out sensible abatement; nearly as ma
ny copies having been sold during the
past month as in any other month in the
year. The work is now selling largely
at the South, and constant orders are
coming in from alt parts of the world,
Oregon, California and Australia not
excepted. The last foreign mail brought
an order for the illustrated edition, from
Persia!?Congregationalist, March 20.
A. writer in the Cincinnati Nonpareil
has a pleasant passage about the rich
men ol Zatiesville. He says?Zanes
ville is rapidly growing in the corrupt
ee?in wealth and all its concomitants.
One of the richest men here is Mr. Sta
ges, who has acquired some $360,000,
or more, He is a pleasant sort of'a man,
very nervous, and somewhat eccentric.
Being one ol the first settlers, lie has
not biought around his family those ru
inous influences that generally destroy
rich families. When his son William
came to maturity, be asked the old man
for capital to starton. The father gave
the son $10,000 and instead of breaking,
be acquired a fortune in less than ten
years equal to that of his father. He it
an extensive private banker, engaged in
milling, &c. Occasionally, the youth
ventures into deep water, and the fa
ther undertakes to restrain him; but Bill's
reply is, "perhaps you want the ten
thousand; if so,the chinks are ready?
principal and interest." This is a rare
case?not often do we find the sons of
the rich successful in speculation.
RANGOON.
This seaport bids fair to become
tho Oalcuita of farther India. It has
a good harbor, and every natural fa
eiliiy for becoming a great commer
biul ciiy nnil llio outlet for tho vast
exports which a stable government
will bring from the rich valleys of Bur
nmli. Already an English newspttpor
has boon established there; and there
is a possibility that it may become the
basoofall our operations for giving
tho gospel to Burmali?N. Y. Hoc. I
Arrangements aro comploted to'
give Mrs. Stoive a public reception at
Glasgow. |
An Old Bacbolor's Soliloquy.
Alas! what a poor, solitary,descried
being I am. Ah! had I my time to
come over again, I would not be now
silling alone moping over my joyless
fire?but it serves me right?I do not
deserve (o have the blessings of a wife,
and the comfort of dear sweet little smi
ling cherubs. It is now too late, so it
is of no use bemoaning my hard- lot.?
Cruel destiny?to think that my brothers
are at this moment surrounded with eve
ry enjoyment, while 1, with my gouty
toe, sit here miserable and alone. Ah!
had I selected one lovely flower to place
within my bosom, I now had been bles
sed with the fragrant balm of domestic
I consolation, instead of roving like an
invidious wasp, from the gaudy tulip
and nauseous poppy to the poisonous
henbane and unnectareous weed. Hea
vens ! how I detest myself; all nature
execrates me as a useless, unfriended,
and unblessed member of society, to the
public good of which it was my duty to
contribute a share; instead of which, I
have added to its vices, and increased
the number of its unprotected and unal
lied members! Oh, thistoe! Heavens,
what a twang! Here, you vile crin
ging sycophant housekeeper, send for
the doctor: your only care is lo enrich
yourself by plundering me. You vile
scoundrel of a valet, where are you,
sirrah! drinking my claret instead of
waiting upon me; bring me my crutch
es, and I will see if I cannot set you all
torights?get you gone, sir. Ah! it is
of no use ; if I turn them away, faithless
valets, I shall get as bad in their places;
all (his comes of being an old bachelor.
The Romans acted wisely in doubly
taxing those useless members of the com
munity. I wonder that our legislature
has not taken cognizance of this grow
ing evil. Bachelorship should never
be encouraged. When they sit wri
thing with torture,solitary, without one
to speak to, or any one to comfort (hem
like me, then bachelors may weep and
bemoan themselves in secrel, and learn
what they have lost by avoiding matri
mony Ah, a knock, some one is com
ing; I must again play the hypocrite,
put on a smiling countenance, jest and
be merry at the expense of those who,
obeying the order ol nature, enjoy the,
first best gift of heaven, domestic bliss, j
The Ducks mid tlic Cnrjj..
Wo were not a little amused at an in
cident which occurred on Tuesday of last
week, while passing in the railroad car
from Bellows Falls to Brattleboro. The
locomotives 011 each side of the river,
started simultaneously, and soon a llock
of wild ducks, rose from the river, and
joined the race as if ambitious for a premi
um in annihilating distance and space.?
Forseme miles together at the rate of fifty
miles to the hour, the locomotives, spout
ing fire and smoke, went side by side, or
ai the sportsmen say "neck and neck,"
with the ducks about the length of the
flock constantly in advance. The ducks
and passengers, were apparently alike de
lighted with the sport, in their rapid pass
age down the romantic & beautiful valley
of the Connecticut. If the carsstopped for
a moment or two to leave or recieve pas
sengers, the ducks lit upon the bosom of
the watered as the cars renewed the chase
the ducks flapped, their] wings and were
anon in advance, until in sight of the hos
pital for the insane, when they sunk to
their loved element, and for aught we
know sympathised with the sufferers, or
quacked praises until the morning in favor
of the water cure establishment at Brat
telboro'. Be that as i t may,on returning
np the river nejt morning, the convoy of
ducks were in prompt attendance, and
maintaining their position in advance, nc
compainetl the cars to the foot of the falls.
Beautiful birds! We would not have
killed one of them or plucked a feather of
their plumage for their weight in Califor
nia gold. Long may the cars glide upon
their well graded tracks, and the valley
resound with the music of birds and the
neighing of the iron horso.?Montpclicr
Watchman.
MONTGOMERY, THE POET.
The poet Montgomery, now in his
eighty-first your, lias made a collection
of his hymns, many of which have been
mutilated and altered by the compi
lers of manuals for public worship.?
He has left them now in the form in
which be wishes them to appear and
go down to posterity. . Sad work has
been made by emendators with some
of the most beautiful hymns in our
language. We are glad that one po
et who has written so many hymns
that are entwined with the memory
of every English-spoaking Christian's
heart has lived to collect his effusions
and restore them to the form which
satisfies tho good tnsto and Christian
fooling of the venerable author.?New
York Recorder.
A great Blast.?Among many other
great things of which Wythe county
can boast, is ono which lias probably
created as much noise in the world as
any thing that has occurred in Wost
ern Virginia during tho last century.
We allude to a blast that was recent
ly put off on the works of Messrs.
Sc<.lt & Adams, railroad contractors
noar this place. The quantity of pow
der used was about twelve kegs, and
the amount of stone thrown off, was
one thousand perches?the whole mass
boing broken into only three or four
picces,? Wuthcvillc Telegraph.
POETRY.
from the Dublin University Magazine.
SPRING.
SPRING is coming?Spring is coming!
With her sunshine and her shower;
lieavon is ringing with the singing
Of the birds in brake and bower j
Buds aro filling, leaves are swelling,
Flowers on field and bloom on treo ;
O'er the earth, and air, and ocoan,
Nature holds her Jubilee.
Soft then stealing comes a feeling
O'er my bosom tenderly ;
Sweetly I ponder, as I wander,
For my musings are of thee.
Spring is coming?Spring is coming !
With her mornings fresh and light;
With her noons of chequered glory.
Sky of blue and clouds of white.
Calm grey nightfalls, when the light falls
From the star-bcspanglcd sky,
While the splendor, pale and tender,
Of the young moon gleams on high.
Still at morn, and noon, and even,
Spring is full of joy for mo,
For I ponder as I wander,
And my musings arc of thee.
Still on thee my thoughts are dwelling,
Whatsoe'er thy name may be ;
Beautiful beyond words telling,
Is thy prosonce unto me.
Morning's breaking finds thee waking,
Wandering in the breeze's flight;
Noontide's glory mantles o'er thee
In a shower of sunny light;
Daylight dying leaves thee lying
In the silvery twilight ray;
Stars look brightly on thee nightly
Till the coming of tlio day.
Evory where and overy minu e
Feel 1 near thee, lovely one {
In the lark and in tho linnet,
I can hear thy joyous tone.
Bud and blooming mark the coming
Of thy feet o'er vale and hill ;
And thy presence with life's essence,
Makes the forest's heart to fill.
Low before thee, I adore thee,
Love creative, thee I sing;
Now I meet thee, and I greet thee
By the holy name of Spring!
A Thrilling Narrative.
From the Journal of E. Hunt. 1
A SAILOR'S ADVENTURE IN LONDON.
.. It wp? jn.tlie fallof^l8?,jhat ttje
ship to which I belonged, after a voy
age of four months in the northern
Atlantic, hove in sight of tho Sicily
Islands, and as wo were bound for
London, shaped our course up the
channel, and in a few days wore an
chored in the Downs.
Having been short of provisions for
some time back, we were obliged to
stop and replenish. The nest day,
however, we were towed up the river,
and entered the commercial Dock on
the 28th of October, IS?. It was a
grand sight to me, fur I had never
been in Loudon, and the city seemed
like tho world in comparison to my
humble village in the west of Eng
land. We were to be paid oil'on the
morrow, and I determined, as soon as
I was at liberty, to take a stroll, and
see some of the sights about which I
had so often heard. At twelve tho
next day, all hands proceeded to the
office iu Leaden hall street, and re
ceived severally, the amount due
them. There was just ten pounds'
coming to me, and I started oil' to see
how I could best make it conducivo
to my pleasure. I had been strolling
round for some time, looking at the
Tower, and other places of note, and
finally walked into one of the parks,
to see what I could of the London
fashions. I was leaning against a
tieo, watching a party which attrnct
ed my attention, when I was sudden
ly accosted by a female, apparently a
bout eighteen or twenty, neatly dress
ed, and with an expression which, al
though pleasing, scorned somewhat
sad.
" What is it you wish, my good la
dy ?" suid I.
She looked at me a momont and
said:
" You aro a sailor, I suppose."
"Yes."
" How long have you been in Lon
don 1"
" I arrived yesterday."
" Havo you beer, here bofore 1"
" Never."
" Woll, then, perhaps I can be of
some assistance to you. Suppose we
take a cab and drive out to Vauxhall
this evening 1"
I hesitated for a moment, for, tho't
I to myself, she no doubt- thinks I
have plenty of money, andyvishes to
obtain a share. But tlion, again, I
thought, it makes no diflbrdhte, I'll
spend it anyhotf?and consented.?
She called a cab,-and in a sliort time
wo were at Vauxhall. I palled oyt
mypursoto pay tho driver, when she
anticipated me, and said:
"Nevor mind sir?I hava plenty.
Besides, I invited you here?there
fore, I bear all oxpenffes,"
I was astonish^, for I had never
doubtod but that my money was tho
principal attraction, and I was puz
zled to think wliat could bu her ob
ject. After ordering some refresh
ments, of which alio ate and drank
very little, but which She insisted on
paying fur, we strolled round the gar
den, listening to the innsic, until to
ward evening, when 1 remarked that
it would be best to return.
" Yes, it will soon bo dark, and we
had bettor go. But," said she, " you
are a stranger in London?and i
would be folly for you to look fot a
hotol to-night?and, besides, it would
ho ungenerous in me to allow you to.
I reside in street, and if you wi
accept a room in my house, yon will
be welcome, and mv husband who is
fond of company, will be glad to see
you."
While hesitating, she called a cab,
and half forced mo in. When the
cab stopped wo got out, and I found
myself in a narrow street, dimly light
ed, and before a large brick building,
with iron railings in front. She open
ed the door, and asked me to sit down
a moment, when she went into a room
close by, and returned almost imme
diately, and said?
"My husband has retired?I'll in
troduce you to him in the morning.?
Hero's alight-take the room at the
head of the stairs. Good night.
I went up Btairs to the loom she had
pointed out, opened the door and went
in. It was furnished you may say
richly. The bed stood in tho further
corner, with blue damask curtains in
front. 1 undressod quickly, as I was
somewhat tired by my day s adven
ture, walked to tho bed and drew a
side the curtains, and there lay a man
weltering in hit blood, with his throat
cut from oar to ear. It would be vain
to attempt to describe my feelings.
I immediately dressed myself, with a
presence of mind for which 1 have
never been able to account. 1 then
tried to open tho door, which to my
horror I found locked. G1 incmg a
round the room, my eye fell upon the
irons in the fire-place. I snatched
one up, and, with ono stroke broke
the lock and opened tlie door. Run
ning down the stairs, I found the front
door fastened also. Having nothing
to break the lock with, I darted into i
tho first room t came to, and jumped I
from the wiml'eutintd'an alley on the
side of tho houac. nfcii-W
time to conceal myself, when I hear?
the people louud crying murder, and
saw the very woman tliatT came with,
followed by, several of the police, en
ter the house, thinking, I suppose, ot
'course, sho would find me there.
! left, as soon as the crowd gathered
round, and passed out unnoticed.
Tho next morning I was reading
tho paper, and almost the first thing
which attracted my attention was a no
I tice of a bloody murder m ?? street,
with the reward of fifty pounds for the
apprehension of tho murderer. It went
further, and in the description of the
supposed person, described me better
than I could have done myself?oven
to the manner in which I wore my
beard. The first barber's shop re
ceived that, gratis ; and changing my
clothing, which also was mtnutoly de
scribed, I went to the docks, and the
barque being a hand short, I
shipped in her for New York, and
have never since had a wisli to spend
another night in London.
CHINA.
The accounts from China indicate an
organized and powerful rebellion-in the
interior of the empire. Intelligence
up to November 18, 1852, is to the ef
fect that the rebels continue toadrance,
taking the fortified cities as they pro
ceed. Many circumstances seem to in
dicate that the gradual subversion of the
Manchow power, which has for some
years been in actual progress, will now
be accelerated,and possibly even accom
plished, in the portion of China south
of the Keang. What results will be
brought about by tbe subversion of the
Tartar dynasty it is impossible accurate
ly to predict, but we may feel confident
that the providence of God will over
rule the event to open China to the gos
pel. The immense changes that are
going on in the East can hardly be ap
preciated by us at this distance. But
we believe that they are more marked
and rapid than those which brought
forth the states of modern Europe Irom
the chaos of the barbarian invasion after
the downfall ol the Roman empire. Is
Protestant Christendom awake^to the
necessity of the gospel in order to bring
the fruits ofgood government and Chris
tian civilization out of this upheaving
mass of immortal souls?
A Happy Editor.?The oditor of
tho Foxtown Fusilier must bo n very
happy man about this timo. In his
last number ho says: Postcript! We
stop tho press withpleasuro to an
nounce tho decease of our cotempo
rary, Mr. Snuggs, editor (if tho Fox
town Flash. Ho has now gono to
another and bettor world. Success to
him. Persons who have taken the
Flash will And tho Fusilier a good
paper.
| ANECDOTE OF MR, WEBSTER.
I)V A LABY WHO RESIDED IN THE VICINl
TV Of HIS EARLY HOME,
Mr. Webster and my husband be
came acquainted in early life, anil the
friendship of youth oxtended to riper
years. They were truly congenial
spirits, and sought each others society
as much as possible, But the cares
of business nt length separated them,
and for many years they seldom met.
My husband settled down in this place
and Mr. Webster went forth to battle j
fdi' the light in the councils of the na- j
tion.
For some time we wero greatly
iprospered. A lucrative business
j brought us wealth almost beyond our
'hopes. Two children came like a
sunbeam to light up our happy home
with their joyous smiles, and to cheer
our spirits with theirinnocent prattle.
Those were happy days, and 1 love to
recall them. But, alas! they were
soon covered with clouds of darkness
that even the eye of faith could hardly
penetrato.
Some of the firms in which my
husband's funds were placed became
involved, and our little all was swept
from our grasp. When ho found that
every effort to recover it but plunged
him deeper into difficulty, he became
disheartened. Soon his health failed
and he was compelled to givo up his
business entirely. He then sold the
shop and what else we could spare,
and with the avails paid every debt
except one. This, was due to a friend
who chose to wait for his money rath
or than take from us the cottage where
we lived, the only property we could
then call our own. But hardly was
the arrangement made when the gen
tleman died, leaving the note in the
hands of one who knew not how to
show mercy. He demanded imme
diate payment, and we i?6re about to
sell our house when our oldest child
was taken down with fever, and soon
left us, as we hope, for a better world.
The same disease prostrated my hus
band, and when the physician told mo
he must die, 1 felt that my cup of
sorrow was full. But no, I was mis
taken. There was yet another drop
to bo mingled in that cup of bitterness.
While husband yet lingered between
life and death, my daughter, the only
remaining child, was taken sick qjso,
and after five days' suffering she too
left us, tojoinherbrotherin the "spir
it land."
Do you ask how I bore this second
boreaveraent t I believe I had not
'leisure to think of it. All my time,
all my attention was givon to my hus
band, who was slowly but surely go
ing down to the grave. I had even
forgotten the hard-hearted creditor.
But lie did not forget. Inexorable as
death itself, ho came at the appointed
time and demanded the money. I
think he must have been intoxicated,
far 1 am sure no man in his sober
senses could have been so cruel. 1
told him my husband was dying, but
he replied, "Sorry, sorry to hear it.
He won't earn any more money, and,
as you can't pay up, I'll just take the
house. You can live somewhere else
as you'll have no one to look after."
I interrupted his cruel remarks, and
thinking to move liis feelings, 1 led
him to the room where lay the cold
form of my child.
Vain hope! I might as well have
tried to move an iceberg. After much
entreaty, I obtained permission tore
main in tho house while my loved one
lived, on condition that I gave up the
furniture. This I promised, that I
might no moro be troubled with his
loathsome presence.
The man left me, and I Bank into
a chair, utlerly overcumo at the pros
pect of the desolation before me. At
that moment 1 heard a rap at t'ae door.
I could not rise to obey the summons.
I felt that my heart was breaking.
But tho door slowly opened, and Mr.
Webster stood before me. He hail
come homo on a visit, and without
knowing any thing of our sorrows, ho
rode over to see and embrace his ear
ly friend. What was his surprise to
find himtbus ! And when the story
of our troubles had been told, when
lie had assured himself that his loug
chorished friend had but a few hours
j to livo, he sat down and wept.
Then lio asked to see the corpse of
his little pet, who, when he last visited
us, sat upon liis knee and played with
his watch. As he rose to leave the
bed, my husband said in a whisper,
" Fetch her to me, that I too may look
upon that sweet face onco more."
Wo placed the still beautiful foihi
beside the bed, and standing neat it,
gave ourselves up to uncontrollable
grief. When nblo to command his
voico, Mr. Webster said, " Let us
pray;" and kneeling there, hesido
the dying and the doad, ho prayed as
none but a christian can pray. Sure
I am that a prayer so earnest so full
of faith and hope in the Redeemer,
was never poured forth from tho lips
of an infidel.
Gladly would he have stopped with
u3 through tho night, but business
forbade liis stay. He left tin, and as
he grasped for the lust lime (he hand
of his dying friend, those pale features
were lighted up wilh a smile of hope
such as they had not worn for many
a day. The troubled spirit was at
rest, for the assurance had been given
that the widow should bo provided for
in her affliction.
My husband died (bo next day. I
'saw no more of the bard-hearted
creditor, and the house Jttnained un
sold. I still occupy it, and the room
where Mr. Webstar kneeled in pray
or i? to me a sacred place.
E. W. A.
Good from an adverse Providence,
A few years since, a missionary in
one of the Feejeo Islands heard that
the people of a neighboring town
wore embracing Christianity. The
report seemed incrediblo, inasmuch
as it was not known that any mission
ary or other Christian teacher had
been among them. A messenger was
dispatched to ascertain the facts. Tho
report was fully confirmed. The se
cret of this remarkable event was
this: A short time before, a canoo
was wrecked off the place, and all on
board perished, except one christian
lad who swam ashore. According to
the custom of the Feejeeans with ref
erence to those who have beon ship
wrecked, the inhabitants of the place
began to make preparations to cook
and eat the boy. Just at this juncture,
a pagan friend interposed, and rescued
him, He now concluded to remain
with them, and labor for their evange
lization, and the immediate results wo
have already indicated. "Here," re
marks the historian, "is the beginning
of a Christian church, founded by a
doomed but rescued Feejee boy, who
was faithful to bis Lord and Master;
a true successor of apostolic men, who,
in any age or place, have done what
they could for Jesus Christ.''
The OlcL Folks at Home??The St.
Louis Intelligencer, speaking of the
warm-heartedness of.the Irish emi
grants at the West,*and their remit
tances to their families, kindred and
friends at home, in small sums, says:
" They ire the tokens of slow and
honest toil?coined of the sweat of tlio
laborer's brow, and stamped with tlio
careful economy of many weBry days.
" Drafts on England from =?1 up
wards"?so the agent's notice reads.
Only five dollars?to be sent three
thousand miles! The first fruits, per
haps, of the harvest reaped in the
land of promise. The cluster of
grapes, like those plucked of old at
Eshcol, going hack to assure the anx
ious, fainting hearts, 6till sojourning
in the wilderness, that the spies sent
out to soo tho new land, have found?
not fruit for the mero plucking, but
what is better?work to do, and good
wages for it, and something to lay by.
Tho3e slender drafts?how much of
humble but genuine romance may not
hang around some of them."
"DltHSiK."
There is scarcely a word in the
English language that seems to be so
stuaioiiBly avoided by every body, as
the one at the head of this paragraph.
We wish the thing was as uncommon
as tho word. The last synonym that
wo, have observed is 'tight,'a term
which strikos us rather inapproprioto
since a 'tight' man, in the cant sense
of the word, is almost always a'loose
character.' Wo give a list of a fctv
of tho various words and phrases
which have been in popular use, at
one time or another, to signify some
stage of inebriation:?Over the bay,
halt-seas over, hot, high, three sheets
in the wind, corned, cut, cocked, half
cocked, shaved, disguised, jammed,
damaged, sleopy, tirod, discouraged*
snuffy, whipped, how come ye so,
breezy smoked, top-heavy, fuddled,
groggy, tipsy, smosned, Mvipv, slew
ed, cranked, salted down, how faro
yo, on tho lee church, all sails set,
well under way, batterod, blowing,
boozy, sawed, snubbed, bruised,
screwed, stewed, oaked comfortable,
stimulated, jolly,jug-steamed, tangle
legged, fogmatic, blue-oyed, a passen
ger in tho Capo Ann stage, stripped,
shot in the neck, bamboozled, weak
jointed, tight, talkative, got a brick in
his hat.?Burlington Sentinel.
We learn from the Washington Re
publican that a concern in that city,
hooring the imposing title of the "Bank
ol the United States,'' closed its doors
on Friday. It is supposed that but few
of its bills ore in circulation in Wash
ington.
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