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Tub Lam Mrs. Judson. The Homo
Journal gives a brief biographical sketch of
"Fanny Forester," from which we extract
uflGoleiit to explain the following exquis
itely beautiful lines: ,'
Before saying the few words by which
we would recall the points of her. varied
life to our readors, let us give one of the
drops of agony wrung from this heaven
hild while there on trial a poem written
for her mother's eye only, and cortainly
the most manifest first breath of a soul's
utterance that wo have ever seen in human
language. It was sent us, somo years ago,
by one of her friends under a seal of pri
vacy, which we presume is removed by
her death. She wrote it while at Maul
raaitt, the missionary station in India, at
which place abehadbeen Vft by hor dying
husband, Dr. Judson, when ho embarked
on a nearly hopeless voyage for health.
At the date of this poem he had been four
month dead, although it was ten days before-the
sad news was communicated to
lier." .
The wild aouth-wetinonioon has rlson, t y
With broad, gray wing of gloom.
While here, from ootmydroary prison,
I loek at from a tomb Alaa!
My hoart anctber tomb.
Upon the low thatehed roof Uio rain
With ceaaeleu pattor lslla; '
My ehotseet treasure bsara lu .trains;
Mold gathera on Uie walla: would hour en
Twore only on the wall!
Sweet Bother, I am here alone,
In aorrow and In pain;
The aunahln from my heart la Sown;
It feela the drirlng rain ah, uial
The chill, and mold, and rain.
Four logged mouths havo wbeolod tliolr round,
lnce lore upon It sutllud,
And ever' thing of earth haa frowned
On thy poor atrickeu ekild, aweot fiieud, ,
Thy weary, suffering child.
Td watch my loved one night and day,'
Scarce breathing whon he slept
And as my hopos were swept away,
I'd In his bosom wept Oh, Gudl
Uow had I prayed and wvptl
And when they bore him to the ship,
1 saw the white sails spread,
1 kissed his speechless, quivering Up,
And loft him on his bud Alas)
It seemed a coffin bed..
When from my gentle slstor's tomb,
Long sinco,iu tears, we came,
. Thou Midst, "How dcsolute ouch room!".
Well, nilu woro Just tho same that day,
The very, very same.
Thee, wiethor, Utile Charley amc, '. -Our
b eautiful, fair boy,
With my own father's cherished name;
But, ohl he brought no Joy my child
Brought mourning, and no Joy.
Bis little grave I cannot seo,
- Though weary months have sped
Since pitying lips bout ovor me,
And whispered, "He Is dead!" Mother
'Tls droadful to be deadl
I do not mesa for one like me
So weary, worn and weak
Death's shadowy paleness seems to be
E'en now upon my check his seal
Ob form, and brew, and cheek.
, . But for a bright winged bird Uko him
- To hash bis Joyous song, '
And prisoned In a coffin dim,
Join Death's pate phantom throng my boy
To Join that grizzly throng.
Oh, mother, I can scarcely bear
To thinl of thl.to-dsyl
It was so exquisitely fair,
That Utile form of clay my heart
BllUllngersby his clay.
And when for one loved far, far more,
Come thickly gathering tears,
My star of faith Is clouded o'er,
I sink beneath my fears, sweet friend,
. ;MjlirimljMtlr "j ' " ' :
Oh, but to reel thy fond arms twine
Aroaad me onee again! -It
almost seems those Up of thine -
Might kiss away tho pain might soothe
Thta dull, eoldjhoary pain.
But, gentlemethertthrenghllfe'sslormi 1
I may not lean on thoe,
For helpless, cowering Uttle forms
Cling trusting to mo -poor babcal
To oaro no guide but me. v
With weary foot and broken wing,
With bleeding hoart and sore,
Thy dovo looks backwards sorrowing,
But seeks the ark no more thy breast
. Seeks never, nevor more.
Sweet mother, forthy wonderer pray,
That loftier faith be given; ;
' Her broken reode all swept away,
That she may lean on Heaven hor heart
Grow strong in Christ and Heaven.
Onee, when young Hope's fresh morning dow
Lay sparkling on my breast, - . ,
My bounding heart thought but to bo,
To toil at Heaven's behest my pains -Comsat
the same beboil!
All fearfully, all fearfully ; ......
Alone and sorrowing,
My dim eye Uflod to the sky,
Fast to Ute Cress I cling Oh, Christ,
'"' "" ' To thy dear Cross I eUnf.
ManIaar,Angust7. 1650,
JL EjBaotDT.-rJ?ar . Tflegraph: Seeing
you pride yourself somewhat upon vonr
medial familv receipts, by which I have
benefitted myself,! will send you one which
J thoroughly tried tor colas, xneumausm,
summer complaint in children, and I may
say any inflamatory disease, also dyspepsia.
The dose is six (not more) drops of pure
' fcrandy, thf ee ' timea day or trftener. F or
tbreatenedJocKjaw, sudden or violent cold,
one drop for a child one year old. Laugh,
put teYT..-4tmato Tbpyk- ' ;
NO. 18.
In one of those princely mansions so nu
merous upon Regent street, in the metrop
olis of England, upon the evening of July
7th, 1852, sat a young lady of uncommon
personal beauty, evidently awaiting the ar
rival ofsomeono who was unusually dila
tory; for every now and then sho would
anxiously look at the house-clock that was
ticking in the corner, and then turning her
gaze into tho street, would hurriedly ex
claim, "Why don't ho come? , -
At length the clock struck eleven. .
4IIc will be here soon,' said she, as the
last vibrating sound died away, 'he certain
ly will not stay longer.' But - tho poor
woman was destined, to disappointment.
The clock struck twelve, and still ho was
awar. 'What can this mean?' said she,
anxiously. 'Perhaps some mischief has
befallen him.'
And as she ceased speaking, she burried
hor face in her snowy hands and sat for
several momonts wrpt in deep thought.
At length a strnuge suspicion seomod to
cross her mind, ana her face lit up with a
singular expression as sho arose from the
richly caprisonod sofa upon which sho had
been reclining, and opened a secret drawer
of her secretary.
' I es, yes, he has gone to the gaming
house. O, merciful Heaven! why wasl
permitted to live until now, to know, to
feel my husband's disgrace?' said she, as
sho laid into tho drawer a roll of bank bills
which she had just been counting, at tho
same time sinking back upon tho sofa and
bursting into a violent fit of weeping.
Tho agonized woman wept long and bit
terly under tho tumult of emotions that
were raging in her breast. The clock
struck one, and before its last echo had
receded, tho parlor door opened, and Hen
ry Lawson, tho dilatory husband, entered
the room.
His cyos beamed with a wild expression
as they fell jipon his wife, who, palo and
weeping, still sat upon the sofa awaiting
his arrival. Hurriedly approaching her,
in a husky voice, quite unusual to him, ho
Ellen, why are you here?'
I was waiting for you,' said she, as she
turned her eyes imploringly to his. 'I
could not sleep whon you wore away so un
commonly late. Where have you been?'
Henry, who never concealed anything
from his wifo, frankly answered,
'At Marker s card saloon.'
'01 Henry,' exclaimed tho agonized
woman, 'can it Del wpy and you go
For gold!' answered ho, in an excited
ed hand forcibly upon'fho tablo.
vmrtA or Ilia BaniA timn hrinmnrr me pl.infMi.
Think of the disgrace, Henry, said HA-
Ion, slartlod at the strange manner of her
'Disgrace! Why is it a disgrace to gain
money from an individual who consents to
stake it upon a gamo at cards, more than
in the ordinary run of trade' is not tho
world a camblins shop, and aro not all
who are in it gamblers?'
'Henry,' said his wife, alarmed at the
philosophy which ho had so recently adop
ted, 'you look upon this matter in its
wrong light. Gambling, in and of itself,
may not bo a sin; but it is certainly a mon
slrous evil, and involves tho most horrid
results. Think of tho families that are
impoverished,' tho thousands that aro al
most daily ruined by its fascinating charms.
Led along its gilded labyrinths has many
a noble man step by step gone down to the
dark abyss of destruction ;whereas,had they
avoided tho fatal spell, and been content ti
accumulate by honest industry, they might
have lived happily, andf7fcontentodiy,mid
mid wealth and ease, a blessing themselves
audsocioty. O! Henry, who knows but
that you'
Here tho poor wifo paused. Sho could
not find voico to utter the words that lay in
her mind, but leaning hor head upon hor
husband's bosom, sho wept long and loud.
The guilty husband sat for somo momonts
in silenco. At length he said,
'Come, Ellen, we will retire;' saying
which, ho nrosc", and, followed by his wife,
left tho parlof.
Let us hero' pauso, and for a moment
utko a glance at llehry Lawson' private
Henry Lawson was tho only son of a man
of wealth and influence, in London. At
an early period of his lifo he exhibited ex
traordinary talents, and was placed under
the tuition of tho best teachers in England,
by his idolatrous father. Having receiv
ed all the honors of Oxford, ho Was placed
at the Law, and at the period when we
find him was in the midst of a lucrative
practice. His father watched his progress
With anxiety, and looked proudly forward
to tho time when he should bo at the head
of the bar.
When ho commenced tho praclico of his
profession ho was married to Ellen Hayden,
a young lady of. amiable disposition and
brilliant mind, and all who knew them de
clared that it was the finest match in all
England. Alas! how little did they dream
how soon the even tenor of Henry's lifo
was to be interrupted by the strange infat
uation of gambling. - How often do we
gaze with pride and admiration upon some
rising genius that soon sots behind the dark
clouds of disgrace..
Fiv weeks have passtdaway since the
events recorded in the proceeding chapter
ocourred, and Henry Lawson is nervously
pacing his drawing-room in a high state of
excitement. . . .
No, it js not yet too late, said he; 'all
is not wasted. Ellen's diamond ring yet
remains, and I must stake that. Yes,
though she values it ass present from her
dying mother; it mutt be staked. This vil
lain has followed, robbed, ruined me, snd
I mutt make one effort more to. retrieve my
fortunes. Everything-library, house, hor
ses, carriages atf but that ring, and it
shall be staked, snd if lost, then there is
one more resort:' said her as be drew forth
s revolver lroni under the .folds of hla
cloak and cast upon its malicious glance.
At this moment Ellen entered the room,
pale and thin, yet beautiful.
Henry,' said she, as she entered, 'you
will certainly not go there to-night. Do
stay with me.'
a And she csstupon hor husband an implo
ring glance, that brought a tear from his
'No, no, Ellen, I cannot stay. I must go
to-night; but I promise you that it shall be
the last time.'
'Do not, 0! do not go to-night, but tell
mo that you will never go again,' said Ellen,
imploringly. ',."
'No, I say I must go to-night, said he,
fiercely, 'but this shall be my last visit
there ...
0! Henry, it would have been well with
us now had you never gone there, but'
'Stop! Ellen, do not upbraid mo,' said
hor husband, interrupting- her. 'Ishall tro:
and that villain who has so efibctual'v
fleeced me shall return at leasts part of mv
'Who is this skillful rramesler?' inquired
his wifo.
'I do not know, neither does any one in
th city know from whence he came, nor
how, nor when; but he is a skillful nlavor.
and has fleeced me,' replied Henry in an
excited voice; at the same time approach-
iug his wife, and takinir hor hand in his.
he said, 'Ellen, you know that all is gone;
all savo this ring.'
At these words ho quickly drew from her
finger the sacred memento.
Ellen fairly shrieked as she saw that
treasured article, that memento given her
by her mother when on her death-bed, thus
taken from her. Sho had borne her hus
band's ill fortune calmly. She had seen
all go without a murmur. But when that
precious gift was torn from her, it was too
'0! Henry, do return mo tho ring. Do
not stake that. Stop'
But her husband had gone. Ho ner
vously rushed along tho crowded walk
uriH, lllA rinfv MllffiliwT flnrlill.r in ia l,nnrl
and at length drew up in front of the earn
ing shop. Entering, he found tho success
ful stranger seated at tho tablo, awaiting
his coming.
'Ila! my boy, I've been waiting for you
some timo, and began to think that per
haps you bad concluded to back out,' said
he, as Henry entered.
1 am not the man to yield until fairly
prostrated, 'said Henry, seating himself op
posite the stranger.
Well, how much do you stake on tins
game?' said he, taking up and commencing
to shuttle the cards.
'Ouo hundred pounds, and offer this in
pledgo,' said Henry, laying tho ring upon
tho table, which tho slr.inyertook up, and
having examined minutely, said,
The stakes were put up, and the gamo
commenced. Henry played well, and wou.
In tho next and the ucxt games be met with
equal succoss, and had won in all just one
thousand pounds. Flushed with success,
ho said,
'I stako eleven hundred pounds on the
next game.'
'Done!' said tho stranger.
They played, and Honry lost.
Arising hurriedly from bis seat, ho drew
a pistol from his pocket, ami quicker than
thought pointed it at the stranger, at the
same timo exclaiming,
'Miserable villain! you, by your vile arts,
jugglery, havo robbed me of my fortune,
everything, but tho clothes upon my back.
iou havo ruined me; and now return one
half of that which you have taken from mo,
or you shall diol'
hor a moment the succcshil gamsterdid
not speak. At length ho said,
'Young man, you speak truly. I have
robbed you of all your earthly possessions
except your health, talents, and a lovely
wifo. You aro not ruined. You can yet
by industry rctrievo your broken fortune,
and I shall not'
'Villain! die!' exclaimed Henry, inter
rupting the stranger, at the same time
pointing hispistol toward his head and firing.
Tho stranger dodged in season to avoid
the ball, and seizing Henry by the arm ex
claimed. 'Honry Lawson, you know not what you
And throwing aside his mask, ho reveal
ed to our hero's excited gaze the fcaturos
of his mfe's father.
'Merciful heaven! Is this a dream?' wild
ly exclaimed Henry.
'rio, ltis a reality,' answered Air. rlay-
den. 'It is , your father-in-law, who has
saved you from ruin. Return to your wife.
Your fortuno shall be rostored, and hereaf
ter be a visit man.' . ,
Honrv went homo that nicht a chanorod
man, related to Ellen what had occurred,
and pledged his honor that he bad played
his last game.
One year has. rolled away, and Henry
Lawson is again in the full tide of a success
ful practice. He has scrupulously kept
his promise, and avoided gaming shops;
and promising the reader mat bis tuture
life will be prosperous and happy, we wilt
drop his history.
. PickCKd Pxaciies. Select ripo cling
stone peaches. To one gallon of good vin
egar add foiif pounds of brown sugar; boil
this for a few minutes, and take off any
scum which may rise. Rub the peaches
with a flannel cloth, to remove the down,
and stick a clove in each; put them in class
or stone jars,and pour the liquor upon them
boiling not. When cold.cover the jars and
let them stand in a cool place for a week or
ten days.then pouroff the liquor and boil it
as before.aftor which return it,boiling, to the
peaches, which should be carefully cover
ed and stored away for future use. If your
peaches are very hard boil them in water
till tender,' Deiore you piouie tnem, ana
they will be fit for use almost immediately.
National Cook Booh,
' To Makb an Excelled! Sweit-Appli
Podmho. Take one pint of scalded milk,
half a pint of Indian meal, s tea-spoon full
of salt, and six sweet apples cut into small
pieces, snd bake not less than three hours.
The apples will afford an excellent., rich
jolly. , ; . .
Tu Sioira or rns Tines. The Albany
Journal gives as the following record, tho
result thus far of the passage of the Ne
braska bill and other unpopular and out
rageous measures of the Pierce and Doug
las Administration :
A Whig Senator from Maine.
The overthrow of the President's best
friends in his own State of New Hamp
The conversion of the Administration
party, into an anti Administration Free
Soil Party in Vermont .
A ireo tiou Whig senator from Massa
The substitution of s Whig fora "Dem
ocratic" State Government in Rhode Is
Two .Whig Senators, s Whig Legisla
ture and Whig State Officers in Connecti
cut. ' . .
Annihilation of the President's party in
New York. .
Ditto in New Jersey.
The same in Pennsylvania..
Consolidation of a treat Republican
oarty opposed to tho Administration in
the previously "Democratic" State of Ohio.
A second edition of tho same work in
A third one in Indiana.
A fourth in Wisconsin.
The choice between defeat and with
drawal of all the Douglas candidates, in
Douglas' own State of Illinois.
A W ll i rt TrriulatiifA VVt,!v Pahhm...
men, and two Whig Senators in tho "Dem
ocratic" slare-holdW State of Missouri.
But lastly and bettor than all comes Iowo
a State, which her recreant Senator, Au
gustus Causer Dodge, boasted never cast
anything else than a Democratic vote.
Wo now have a W big Governor, a Whig
Legislature, Whig Congressmen, and as
another result, Mr. A. C. Dodge will be
excused from going back to tho Senate,
and in his place w shall likely have the
gallant Fitz Henry Warren.
"Know-Nothings." Hitherto we have
carefully abstained from denouncing the
suspected existence of a secret political or
ganization denominated Know-Nothings.
But all our contemporaries have had more
or less to say about them, and hence' we
think it time for us also to "come down on
It is worthy of remark, that very many
of the Administration papers are savagely
anathematizing this new-born Sampson of
1 ohtics, and making ceaseless efforts to
shear his locks. Their dolorous howls as
they gallop in pursuit along the track start
le the ancient inhabitants of tho rookeries
of old fog v ism, and disturb thoir blissfull
dreams of political pp. To be stiro, these
sore-headed apostles of wrath know not
whercol they complain, but they do know
since tho so-called Know -Nothings have,
as it is supposed, taken an activo part in
politics, the elections have mostly "gone
'tother way." And this is sufficient to
provoke tho ire of old fogyisni snd its abet
tors. But let not tho people be deceived, nor
terrified out of their propriety. (Our coun
sel is only to the uninitiated.) Wo know
as little about tho aims and objects of tho
Know-Nothings as do tho hostile editors of
whom we speak which is nothing at all.
Our opinions aro founded wholly upon con
jecture, and not upon tacts universally
known. All we can say is, that since the
mysterious agency of this mystorious or
der has been supposed to have been the
arbiter of elections, a salutary reformation
has been in progress, whereby the worst
politicians have been rejected and the best
men put in office. If this be the fruit by
which we are to jude the Know-Nothing
tree, we will not hesitate to pronounce- it
very good indeed. . And we hopo the tree
may plant its roots deep in Republican soil,
and live and bear fruit to the honor and glo
ry and immortality of American Liberty.
Eaton Register,
jtSTAn officer in Admiral Napier's fleet
writes as follows:
There is not an inch of Ibo Gulf of Both
nia but we have crossed over; it is a strange
place; tho effect of the irregular refraction
is very singular, tho other morning we
saw a light house up in tho ait and on
looking on the chart it was proved to be
fully 'fifty or sixty miles off. Ships ap
pear whon you are nearly a days sail from
them, now with three hulls, uow without
sails, in a moment with a cloud of canvas,
now turned upside down, and half a dozen
ships are over tho other, all as largo as the
biggest three decker; when you come up
witn ncr sue is somo lnsiguuicnui ihuo
coaster. We are in a couple of degrees of
the Arctic (Jircle; the sun does not set un
til 10 P. M., and be rises about two; we
have broad daylight all the time he is be
low the horizon. Wo are going on up to
the head of the Gulf, and when we do wo
shall seo the sun at midnight.
Individual REBPONsrBarrr. The mo-
m.nl a man nnrlji with moral lnrlenpnn-
I. V mm -. - f
ence, the moment he judges of duty, not
csts and will of a party; the moment he
commits himseii to a leaacr or s ooay, ana
winks at evil beceuse division would hurt
tha misat the moment he shakes off his
particular responsibility, because he is but
One of a thousana or a million oy wnom
i, evil ta ftnnp tit moment he narts
VMU w g
with his moral power. He is 6horn of
the energy oi singie-nartea iaun in mo
rtrrlit And trilA. Ha hoDOS frOHl DUIl'S
policy what nothing but loyalty to God
can accomplish, no suosniutes coarse
Weanons. foreed by man's wisdom, for ce
lestial power.
' Maw Born to Labor. Man was born
in loKni- anrl i an nrrranized that he can-
not be happy or healthy "without some
A . 1 IP 1-1 J
steady occupation. . Ana u i&oor inu v
to the healthv state.
w"-.. - J v -
how much more necessary must they be
i J' . J1 TJ.ir a win. A O
to a minu aiseasou: iiau uio uiuuuo
M,nlH.t anainct. KnniAfv ftricrinAt in men
winmiw mo j -p, t
not knowing how to employ their faculties
in some usetui pursuit, oouury qouudv
ment cannot remedy the evil, snd leaves
the convict, sfter he has served his time,
as helpless as before.'
1 Must Go. A common word, aad
yet how full of meaning! 'The school bell
is ringing,' says tho innocent little prattler
at phty, 'sod I must gol' Tbe hour of la
bor has come, sayj the man of toil, 'and I
musgo!' 'A dying parishoncr has sent
for m,' says the clergyman, 'and I must
'Another weary, cheerless, thankless
day calls xdd to the sanctum,' says the edi
tor, 'and I must go!' 'I Lave a wei;hty
case on hand to day, one demaadingall my
time end attention ."says the lawyer, 'and I
must go!' 'I must go! as if the univer
sal motto of the age is heard, echoed, and
re-echoed on every cide, by old and young,
high and low, rieh and poor, happy and
miserable. All must po. all are 'vornr
and yet the restless, heaving, surging tide
unmnimy never gone. W (J snigtt,
porhaps, introduce thU cxprttrive phrase
into many scenes of greater length and of
more than ordinary interest: hct V,v;n-
other thoughts and other duties to look a
tcr, we, too, 'must go,' acd be content with
sketching one or two.
'Tis getting late.' ears the lorer of the
loved one, 'and I mu.t eo;' must bid fare-
well for a time to those charmed, blissful
houis.once more to mingle in the cares and
perplexities of a busy world. Then strain
lug hor fondly to hisbosom.and passionate
ly pressing those sweet lips to his own, he
is gone gone till those happy days rcny
return, or, perchance, till he mr.7 lead the
gentle cbarmar of his life a willing captive
it me nymeniai alter.
One short year rolls round, and how
changed the scene. Atrain as then, 'tis
night. A wan, pale being, of emaciated
and fragile form, is lying on her dvin
couch. 1 he long; weary days, and dreary
nights have passed away. Her hours of
anguish are no more. ' The insid:ou3 de
stroyer has dono his work. Friends, near
and dear are around her but theso can
not arrest the hand of disease or postpone
the parting hour. Feebly she . raises her
snowy hand. 'Hark! the "angc-ls are whis
pering, 'Come, come! and I must go.
Countless, shining ones in white are wait
ing to welcome me. I must go! Farewell
till we meet in heaven!' The snowy hand
falls lifeless, nevertheless by her side a
smile of ineffable sweetness and beauty rests
on those pallid, marble-like features, and
she is gone gone forever!
Gentle reader, like her, whon tho last of
earth shall come.may you hear the welcome
of whispering angels; like her respond, 'I
must go!' Elmira Advertiser.
Indispctahle. Abovo all things else,
educate! and educate aright. Though
a nation have gold and silver uncounted;
though it have a commerce whitening all
ocean?; though it have ger.ius to invent
physical trorihies,snd entei pi ize to execute
them; though it be a store-house of earth's
luxuries in time of peace, and au arsenal
and lower of hghting men in time 01 war,
yet without a thorough, enlightened ed
ucation of the heads and hearts of the peo
ple, it lacks the chief element of strength
and glory.
The nation which has freedom for its tu
telar deity, republicanism for its govern
ment, and frco schools and voluntary
shrines of worship dotting its territory,
needsneiiher standing armies nor navies
to defend and give it influence before the
world. ...
Barbarism and Serfism can riso dyrv
myds,' and Parthenons, and navies, but
neitlif-r of them can stand secure on the ba
sis of self-poised, intellectual strength.
Knowledge is power, and education
the cheap and only sure defeuco of nations.
A Poor Man's Wish. I askod a stu
dent what three things ho most wished. He
''Give inebooks, health, quiet, and I care
for nothing more."
I asked a miser, and he cried, "money,
money, money!"
I asked a pauper, and he ftintly said,
"bread, bread, bread!"
I asked a drunkard and he loudly ealled for
srongdnnk. I asked the multitude around
me, and they lifted up a confused cry.'in
whichl heard, "wealth, fame, and pleas
ure. I askedapoorman who hadlong borne
the character ofan experienced Christian;
ho replied that all his wishes could be met
in Christ. He spoke seriously, and 1 asked
him to explain. He said "I greatly desire
those three thirtgs first that I maybe found
in Christ; secondly, that I may be like
Christ; thirdly, that I may be with Christ,"
I have thought much of his answer, and
the more I think of it tho wiser it seems.
Earthly Thixgs from a BALOos.-Things
upon tho surface of the earth look very
strange from the car of tho balloon at a
greatelevation. An aeronaut named Brooks,
who ascended last week from Worcester,
Mass., tea height of one and a half miles.
describes the scene thus. The raiho.-.d
cars looked like baby wagons,
and tho
whisilaof the locomotive sonnded auite
melodious, dying away gently in a sound
lnnrr drawen out. At one time ho saw be -
low him what he took to be a large pond,
having at the side a school house, wui
ohildren at play, but on nearer approach it
proved to be a race course filled with ipeo
tators. No Goon Deed Lost. Philosophers
tell us that since the creation of the world
not one single particle has ever been lost. I
It may have passed into new shapes it J
may have floated sway in smoke or vapor
but it is not lost. It will come back again
in the dew drop or the rain it will spring
up in the fibre of the plant, or paint itself
on the rose leaf. Through all its forma
tions Providence Watohes over and directs
it still. Even so it is with every holy
thought or heavenly desire, or humble as
piration, or generous and self-denying ef
fort. It may escape our observation we
may be unable to follow it, but it is an el
ement of the moral world, and it is not lost.
3TAn English jury, in a criminal case,
brought is his verdict -'Guilty with some
little doubt ss to whether he is the man."
More like an Irish. Jury. '
ZarThe fellow that kissed the face of
nature, says it didn't go halT so well ss the
busses of some of his lady frifBis.'
Uoaz. "A pleasant jouniy to you; re
member me to those at home!"
So spoke a young man in our hearing to
a fi iend who was about to visit bis native
town. As L tamed sway, wo could per
ceive the workings of the remembrance of
home, and the enjoyment of early life.risicg
tip in his memory, asa in rapid ana hril-
hant panorama, passing before fcis recollec
tioa. Ilomt!' Were Lis parents there,
with whose images were entwined the ear'
Iiest.foadest memories? Did they rot rire
up before him with their eilver locks wav-
mg in the wind ss he eew them watch
ing bis Ust departure? That sister the
earliest playmate of his childhood and the
dearest and nearest Inend 01 fcis bryhooa
was not her bright but terjTul face before
him like a rose washed in dew? 'now!'
Howswif: the misd few from the dusty
noisy, bu-.y streets, b,ack to the shadowing
trses of thecld homestesi-to the clear b roots
bubling through the gneen meadows -to the
lowing of the distant cows in the sunny
coming R3 tliev moved lazily a!ons? to
tr.e:r pasture on tfce mil side to the twit
tering of the martins in the box which he
nad made himelf for them by his cham
ber window to all ihorc images of a coup
try tome fbichl-e bed relinquished in all
its her-.lt h and iEvigoration, for the contsot
of the fjvery city, the life etruggle which
can only bo terminated by the gruve
'Remember vxt to there ct home!' Did he
thick them of :hr.'. blushing face, end that
sweet voice, cccrinz for.h that rush of
rich music, in the little gller7of the hum
ble church? orof tboe moonlight walks by
the silver streamlet when young love first
bent in his breast? was she included in this
memory of .blessedness?
Xoungman! cherish these memories, if
you would ercape the contaminations a-
round yotL. Let the feeling 'remember
mo to those at horn;!' come into your heart,
when tempted to join the drutken orgiesof
the midnight revel. Letyctir conduct be
so blameless and so useful that you can
never f-jel your cheek tingle with the shaac
that would prevent you from saying, re
member me to those at homft!' Hartford
"Twenty-eight yearsago, 'Jo Smith,'
the Founder of thij sect, and 'Harris,' bis
first convert applied to the Senior Editor
of the Journal, then residing at Rochester,
to print his "Book of Mormon,' then just
transcribed from the 'Golden Bible' which
'Jo' had found in the cleft of a rock, to
which he had been guided by a vision.
We attempted to read the first chapter,
but it seemed such unintelligible jargon,
that it was thrown aside. 'Jo' was a tav
ern idler in tho village of Palmyra. Harris,
who offered to piy for the printing, was a
substantial farmer. Disgusted with what
we deemed a 'weak invention' of an im
postor, and cot caring tostripllarris of hard
earnings,- the proportion was declined... .
The manuscript W33 taken to another
printing oSce, fiom wh.er.ee, in dee time,
the original 'Mormon Eib'.e' made it! ad
vent: "Tell tr:ei from Utile Acotss rro-r."
But who would have anticipated, from
such a bali, shallow, senseless imposition,
suuh world-wid9 consequences? Tore
member and contrast 'Jo Smith, ' with his
kr.fcr look, pretending to read from ami
nculcus Elate stone p'.Kcei in his htt, with
the Morrncnism of the present day, awak
ens a thought alike paicfalaud mortifying.
There is no limit, eves in the rr.ost enlight
er.eiof all the ages of knowledge, to the in
fluence cf imposture a-d credulity. If
knaves, or even focls, invent cr-Errs, no
thing is too monstrous for belief. Nor
does the fast not dsr.Ui or disguised
that all tho Mormon leaders are rascais as
well as imp33ters, either open the .eyesof
their dupes or arrest the progress of delu
sion. Albany Evening hvr.
S3?. is related of Girard, that when a
young tradesman, having bought and paid
for a bag cf coffee, proceeded to wheel it
home himself, the shrewd old merchant
immediately offered to trust his new cus
tomer to as manv more bags as the latter
might deiirc. The trait of character re
vealed by the young man in being his own
porter, "had given the millionarie confi
dence in him at once. His reputation was
made with Giparo. He became a favored
dealer with the enterprising merchant,
throve rapidly, apd in the end amassed a
Locks. Mr.Locke was asked howhe had
coaliivod to accumulate a mine of knowl
edge so rich, yet so extensive and deep.
He rep lied that ho attributed what little he
knew, to the not having been ashamed to
ask for information, and to the rule he hnd
laid down of conversing with all descrip
tions of men, on those topics chitfly that
formed their own peculiar professions or
ifcvtsa Tomatoes tor Pies. There
, is no better pie or tart in winter than that
! made from croperly preserved tomatoes.
, Care should be taken to select good, sound
! fruit, when they should be put down in
, sugar by tho usual process of stowing, and
... .main ctftnAiora wVh t.VtA rntlAmarr
care. ' They make not only an excellent pie,
hut a wholesome pie, if any material can do
this. GiriM.rJto-x Telegraph.
Era WittES Scott. Sir Walter Scott
givos us to understand, that he never net
with any man, let, his calling ba what it
rv.gfct, even the mosfstspia ie::ow mai
ever rubbed down a horse, from whom ha
could not by a fi:w moments -oavorsaiioa,
learn something which he did not before
know, and whiah was valuable to him.
This will account for the fact that he
seemed to have an intuitive knowledge of
every thing.
Thu-vdeb at a Discorjsi. la conse
quence of some government acts in the
Central Amorican Republio of Honduras,
the Pope of Rome exeommunicated Gen
eral Barrundia, the Preside. When the
bull was received in Honduras, the Gener
al summoned a large concourse of people.
his own hand, poiaiel the piece eastwsrd,
"and fired it off. ' " .
inoludig the chief dignitaries, ciyu an j mil
itary, aad after leading the document
t.n v (M-ammed it rotb a cannon wuh
Wordsworth holds, with deep philo
sophy, that the language of birds is tls
expression of pleasure. Let those whose
hearts are attuned to pence, Jn listening to
this language, not forgot the poet's moral:
1 haard t thonimnij stsndaj not, -
Walla in a tnn Z aat raellnad.
In that avavt mood vtata pltoaent tbetgMS
Brttt aad tlwighu loth Bind,
I barfilrvorlcid'.a Bator link
The lamas toil feat through ma ran,
JiT.i mtcb ltgrlsrsd my hsart t thlak
WbsX sian haa cad of mac
Th watrh prlmmw tarr, Id that rwerttovw,
Tb prlw!nkl trallad Ita wrtatha)
AtA tla ml filth that arary anrar
EtgOT th air 11 braart.
The hlrdi aroand n b?ptd tad pUjvdf
Thtr thocghu t (aasot manr
S-t th loatt notion which th7 ada,
It 1MB a thrill of pljuar.
Th iraddlrp ttt tprcad Oat Onto ba,
Toeavchthsbrsszjaln 1
Inrttltnt, do all I etn,
That &3r wai pi mar tisr.
Fren HaTT: Jf tWa bt!f bo (rat..
if 5eh bj rfaiart'iho'.r plan, . '. ,' ,
Et I not nxanii to Isirtat .
What SMB 1? of rrsnT
Ort cr mz x Wimscrs. The follow
irg curious coliootiy took place cot s hun
drd miles from Fitehburg, the other dj
between the Common weMJrs counsel snd
a reluctant wi'ness, in alienor cae:
Counsel Have you, prior to July I0tn
krt pfirt, parchared any intoxicating lirj
nor of the defendant?
Wi:nes Not that I remember..
Counsel Have yon obtained any at bis
store7 ,
Wi tnesc No, that I remember.
Counsel Will vou trv to recollect, bear
in mind that you are under oath.
V itness I am trying. ( A pause, j
Counsel Well, witness, what do Jon
say now?
Witness I havn't made ecy discove
ries yet. ' "
Counsel Have you ret told persons
within a week, that you had bought liquor
of defendant ,
Witness Not that I remember..
Counsel Did you not tell me yesterday
that you bad bought spirits of defendant?
v, uness xes, sir
Counsel You did. Aha! Well, sir.
when you told me that, did you lie or tell
me the truth? .
Witness I told the truth.
Counsel Wcl!, rir, then yon ' Lsts bo't
spirits of defendant? '
tvitne?! res, sir.
Counsel What did yon mean by sweet
in? that you did not remember?
Witness l-meant tr.at i coutan 1.
Counsel Did yoa psy defendant for tbs
Wi'nes3 re3, sir. .
Cm'Eel How mtfc'-?
Witness Twelve and a half cents.' "
CotWTel What kind of spirits did joa
Witness Spirits of iuretntineFUM-
lurg Revillt.
Peics ct Wheat. HvnCt JLTenhanUP
Magazine gives the price of Wheatat Albany
for sixty one yetr3. it is uuten rrora ina
minutes kept at the office of th Van Bent
sellner Manor, at Albany, Where large
mounts of rent are payable in Wheat, or cash
equivalent, orcntbe Erst of January each
year; and as two parties are deeply intercs
ltd in the price, it is prohbably tin most
relir.bJy coi rect of any record that can bs
obtained. The following are the figures:
0 75 18H
1 CO 1E!S
2 bU 1M7
' 1 SO 1EJ8
1 SS 1E1S
1 i8j ieso
1 3fJ lf21
100 If S3
1 KH lf54
1 25 1623 .
S 00 1K.S
1 3J 1B7
r 37 iesa
1 is iMa
1 CO IE30
1 56 Ji 1631
1 is iiera
1 S7ill
$1 trx iers
1 nuinvt
1 U37
8 55 lf 58
1 75 1F40
I 00 11841
77 llf9
1 1?X K43
1 1-5 1644.
1 ms
1 00 1P4
87X 1847
1 CO
- s as
1 K
1 ra
1 es
1 87 Jf
1 IF
1 is2
1 J1V
1 tt
1 iex
1 12
1 i?X
1 00 1M!
1 00
1 :t
1 09
1 ts
- JP49
If 51
1 53
1 S5
1 00
In thes9 sixtr one Years. Wheat has onlr
five times been$2 or upward per bushel,
while it was twelve times at Si snd under
twice at seventy-five cents. Only one
m thirty -seven years, thstissxca ICS, baa
it reached S2 " The average price for the
whole period is 8 1 S3. For the last thirty
yaarsitis 8125.
A Boston theatiic si manas-er has pro
cured the identical robe worn by the Em
. . ... .
press Eugenia on r.er weeemg aay, uvm
the maker, whose perquisite it was.
'Mr, Brown, you said the defendant
was honest acd in'ellirrent. what makes vou
think so aro .you acquainted with him?'
'No, ctr, I neTer seed him.' 'Why, then,
do you come to eueh a conclusion?' 'Vy,
kaie he takes Un newrpspers, and paysfot
them all in advance.' Verdict for the da
fendant ',
To-rid; tere.if;er I want you to Com
mence work at 5 o'clock, and quit at 7.'
'Sure, and wouldn't it be as well if I'd
commence in the morning at 7 o'clockni
leave off at 5 in the evening?'
Jealous peoe'e ai e not tho only peopla
who take tiif es light as air for proofe of
that which they are determined to belkvse;
the vain and self confident are equally
open to deception. . .
TKrt r,-,i-Pt mmius. like the most flertila
wfcpn nnZ-ultivatcd. shoot up into tho
..ovi-nct wWd.- &nd instead of vinea MZ.il
i,v-v3 tVir'thA njLiuro and uso.of to
vii'v - i -
its owner ityiolds the moot abundant crop
of poisons. Hume. ;
Give a man brains and riches, and he is
a kiatr. Give a man brains wufcout- itch
es, aad he is a slave. Gives man ricLca
without bra;n, nd heu a tool.
tnninwWa fdelitv. cood-humor. and
.,r.y,r"a Af tmcer. savs Dr. Johnson.
outlive all the charms of a fine laco. tad
make the daj of. it invisible. -
To behsrijvv, the paso? atUTSo ctmt-
fu! -and gay,.. and -holy.
A propeusTiy to nopo auj ai r"'a
OCO toW-i.&awriw.reiw.j.7"'
Tiux past is contrscdnr; nto s point, anl-
that the infancy of being. - lime ta f.
is seen expanding into eternal exisicace. ... .

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