294 Jiimilg (Sink. THE OHISIS. “The crisis presses on us ; face to face with us it stands, . „ . . With solemn lips of question,like thebpmnx in Egypt’s sands! ...... This day w« fashion Destiny, our web of fate we Bpin; . . This day for all hereafter choose we holiness or E ven now from starry G erizim.or Ebal’s cloudy crown, We call the dews of blessings, or the bolts of cursing down! “ By all for which the martyrs bore their agony and shame ; By all the warning words of truth with which the prophets came; By the future which awaits us; by all the hopes which cast Their faint and trombling beams across the blackness of the past, And in the awful name of Him who for earth’s freedom died; O ye people, O my brothers !; let us choose the righteous Bide! “ So shall the Northern pioneer go joyfully on his way, To wed Penobscot’s wators to San Francisco s bay ; To make the rugged places smooth, and sow the vales with grain, And bear, with Liberty and Law, the Bible in his train ; The mighty W est shall bless the East, and sea shall answer sea, And mountain unto mountain call: Praise God, tor we are free !” Whittier. THE dOHTMTED FISHES. It was a bright, warm, sunny day, and the wind blew freshly from the river. Not far from its shores stood a large, ■well-furnished' house, that looked as though its inmates enjoyed every com fort that human beings could ask, as well as many a luxury. In one elegant room was a side-table, on which stood a glass globe, quite hollow, and filled with pure, fresh water, in which were swim ming two little fishes. A little rosy-cheeked, golden-curled boy, to whom they belonged, declared that they were sisters, and that their names were Mit and Kit. He thought that their names were so much alike be cause they themselves were, the only difference being that one wore scales of ‘gold, and the other of silver, so that one was fair as a lily, and the other bright as a rose. The great object of their little master was to catch them asleep ; but often and often as he had crept into the room for that purpose, he had never yet suc ceeded. Their fins and tails were always moving back and forth, their eyes were , always wide open, and their little mouths j always opening and shutting. If they j never seemed to sleep, neither did they to eat, and for the best of reasons—they had no food. Day in and day out, for breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper, DQthing was there for them but the pure, fresh water, which the ; housemaid care fully changed every day; and yet food or' flid-you not see how attentively I v was listening?” “What have they been saying, Gott fried?” asked Franz, trembling with eagerness. “Well,” said Gottfried, “Mit began first. I find she is the eldest. 4 Kit,’ said slic, 4 I’ve been thinking,’ and then she stopped.” “ ‘ Indeed, have you ? It is not un likely !’ the other one replied merrily. 44 ‘ There’s nothing strange in that. But thinking about what, pray ? Tell me that, Mit.’ 44 4 Why, I was thinking what a nice and pretty home we had here in this globe. I like it a good deal better than living in a brook or a pond.’ “ ‘ Well,’ said Kit, as if she were think ing about it, 4 1 myself am very, very glad that I am a gold-fish instead of a minnow or a herring, there are so many of them.’ 44 ‘The best of it is, too,’ said Mit, ‘ that we did not get here of ourselves ; we were put here.’ 44 4 Yes, dear Mit, and what a pleasure it is to have everything so bright and rich and handsome about us. I can see so plainly out into the room where our dear, kind little master lives, that I think sometimes I can swim out to him, and then the first thing I know, I hit my nose against the glass.’ 44 4 To be sure, Kit,’ said Mit. ‘l’ve made that mistake myself more than once. I know it would make that kind little Master Franz of ours so happy if we could swim out to him and let him stroke our backs, that I’ve tried to do it oiten and often. But somehow, when a hand comes over the top of the globe to dip down and stroke us, the water makes it look so big that.it frightens me half to death. - If I could only get over that fear, I would let him put his little hand in and stroke me to his heart content; hut I can’t. However^through the glass we can see the pictures on the walls, and the flowers in the vases, and the pretty things here on the table, all the same.’ “ 4 Yes, Mit, and though it is rather rough handling when Mary, the house maid, tumbles us into the net to change the water, it feels so much fresher and cooler afterwards, that it makes up.’ “ 4 Very true, Kit,’ said Mit, * and we must not complain if we do turn a little faintish sometimes when the nooh-day sun shines in so hot upon us, after we have enjoyed its pleasant beams in the early morning. Perhaps, if our dear little master knew it, he would not leave us there so long; hut he don’t think, I suppose.’” wl will think, though, Gottfried,” whispered Franz earnestly. Gottfried nodded, smiled kindly, and went on: 44 4 1 should think not, indeed, Mit,’ answered Kit, 4 it would be very ungrateful. To bb sure,'it may make us feel a little drowsy, too ; but our dear, good little master shall never catch us sleeping! We are very happy little fishes.’ Justthen,” continued Gottfried, “ she gave one of those little jumps, you know, that are so apt to startle one who happens to be nervous or to be nodding; did you not observe her?” 44 Oh ! she does that so often,” replied Franz, “that I hardly think of noticing it, though I dare say I must have seen her do it. But lam so much obliged to you, dear Gottfried, for telling me their conversation. I wish I could understand fish-language myself.”- “ I think,” said Gottfried, 44 that the most beautiful thing about Mit and Kit is theirperfect contentment. They seem to enjoy heartily all the pleasures they have, without a single wish for anything that has been denied them. ” Franz looked at him as if fie thought his observation had some peculiar mean ing, and perhaps the expression on Gott fried’s face helped him to understand what that meaning was, for he said very gently : “I, too, will try to be contented to do only what the dear God gives me the power to do.” Gottfried kissed him with a smile, and took him out into the garden; hut the little fishes went on sailing round and round in their little bright globe, speak ing in sweet whispers, and yet preserv ing a wise silence, but to this day, if they are still there, never sleeping. — Christian Times. A PUZZLED DABKEY. The American Agriculturist tells a very good story of the mysterious adven tures of a leg of mutton, on its way as a present from the deacon to the minister. We can match it with another of Virginia origin—not new by any means, although we do not know when or where we have seen it in print. A Hhernl, Virginian, whose Pastor did something in the. agricultural line, sent hied a fine young pig out of a litter of choice stock. The bearer of the present was an unsophisticated negro boy, and the distance to the minister’s some miles. Piggy, much to his indignation of course, was tumbled into a hag for safe trans port. The boy on his way had to pass a “corner,” the country term for a place where a store, generally liquor selling, a shop or two, and twice as many houses are gathered. There a company of loafers, after inquiring about, his burden and its distination, seduced 1 him inside, and while he was there, re lieved his bag, which had been left in the road, of the pig, substituting a puppy in its place. With this last load, he then trudged on to the minister’s, accosting him, as he had been instructed, with, “ Please Sir, I am Judge ’e hoy, and my master ! has sent you a pig.” The clergyman untied the bag and shook out its contents." ■ His surprise could not begin to come up i with the bewilderment of the boy, to whom the transformation suggested very i superstitious scruples respecting the ’ character of his burden, involving doubt PHILADELPHIA, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1864. respecting its fitness for Christian shoul ders. In fact it required sharp author ity from the minister to induce him to re-shoulder it and return with the mes sage that there was some mistake in the affair. Arrived at the 44 corner,” he was of course inquired of respecting the recep tion of his present, and very serious as tonishment was expressed at hearing his tale respecting the mysterious transform ation. It was not, however, difficult to get him once more to lay down his load and come in, and while he was. out of sight, to make the re-exchange of pig for puppy. Thus ignorantly re-freighted with the original intended present, he returned to his master; and in reply to the not very gentle demand where he had been, and why his load was brought back, he stammered out an incoherent explanation, which was at length under stood to mean that the pig was not a pig at all, but a puppy, or perhaps some thing worse in the shape ‘of the" last mentioned quadruped. The master im patiently seized the bag, untied the string, and shook out before the now thorough frightened boy— the pig. Scratching his pate, and rallying his best wits in self defence, he said, “I tell'e what, massa, him can be a pig or a puppy just as him please. ,, The explanation was doubtless the most available one at hand ; and it was one which might not be inappropriate to the facility with which some of the hu mans change character and almost nature in more important characteristics than those which separate the pig from the puppy—especially when in politics, or in the more solemn matter of religious faith, times arise when it costs something for men to come out as they started. From a very satisfactory account of the history, character and missionary enterprise of this interesting and ever faithful people contained in the last number of the Christian World, we take the following particulars: WaldenseE—-Vallenses—Yaudois— Yaldesi, applied to them at different times by various authorities, are evi dently derived from the valleys, their original home 44 from time ou£ of mind, and before the • dukes of Savoy be came princes of Piedmont,” they were “men of the valleys.” Much learning has been employed to prove that they were of more recent origin, and named after Peter Waldo, &c., &c., to save some Roman Catholic interests; but we believe the above is the conclu sion satisfactorily established by the most recent and extensive historical investigations. We speak of them not ethnologically, but religiously; for not their blood but their religious faith and practice are the distinguishing characteristics of the Waldensians. The testimony which they give of themselves is, that their fathers occupying those same: valleys held the same, faith from the dayd; of the apostles. In a petition presented 1 1559, to the persecuting PhiiibertEman uel, duke of Savoy and prince of Pied mont, they use these words: “We like wise beseech your royal highness to consider, that this, religion which we profess is not only ours, nor hath it been invented by men of late years, as is falsely reported; but it was the religion of our fathers, and grandfathers, and great-granfathers, and other yet. more ancient predecessors of ours, and of the blessed martyrs, confessors, prophets and apostles, and if any can prov