Bl ULEYERS k IIEM OKR WHOLE NO. 2709. VOL 53. oiiqin.il piclm. Written lor the Bedl'o/d Gazette. 31V HOME'S NOT IN THE CROWD- Obe ( .aid have b-nt forward to pluck tlie g>-m --us-ihing from the bosom of the leaf in which j dsei-m-d to grow, and was irradiated with its • •A whit-- gleam : but ever, as she stretched l uifi fief hand, and bent forward, she heard a e.'viof wings and a shrill scream from (he tree > a )v- her—judi a scream as the mocking bird os'S, when angrily it raises its dusky chest Mfl Raps its slender sides. Such a scream seemed ! ■■•o* a warning; though vet tinxVakened to a ■ consciousness, it startled and forbade her' effort. 'More than once in her survey ofthis strange ' • ' l2 d she heard that shrill note of warning, " u to ner mind the same vague consciousness of ' ecu presence, But the star-like eve was ■ upon her own a small, bright eve, quick of a bird ; now steady in its place, and ' -""'ant seemingly of hers : now darting lor with all the clustering leaves about it, and ■nig up toward her, as if wooing her to '') At another moment riveted to the vine j , ' l . v -'uouaj it, it would vvhirl round and J '•**, i-azzlingly bright and beautiful, even as a ■—h waved hurriedly fcy night in the hands 1 1 ayful toys; but in all this time the was never taken from her own —there " fixed, a very principle of hgbt a -'b subtle, burning, piercing, fascinating - -'h such as gathers in vapors above old - -■ sand Bunds usas we look, shooting, darting ' r A "do her eye, dazzling her gaze, defeat ••'V' r | i, '" se °' discrimination, and confusing J ■' -V l,s "•*"** of perception. She fell dizzy! var,,uri U ' d n a cl ? ud colors ' bn - ht > e a y, r ' ti >att d am! hung like so much (l inAi a " Jl ' utl the Single object that had so se >]er i:, T f atl,J " lJO n, and spell-bound her feet, cur- r: ?' "" ,|v flld more nS e- \ 81-eir r'" W coU * dutJ *''e seemed I '^Whuutf'"' kuUl "*"'& < jt vein by v -in, L-' was i I"; 14 ""- At if,a( ui m.-iii a rust **&* h-T TTohe trees U 'terrda s j, ' I ' "* d"de, VVlilth had repeat,Yitv *>nuz Tt Cry a , U,Ve h "' asit >re of tCr,, a'n~im)re 'l 0 '" s,a,,nn VV|| h a "'"'"thadth ever. This mbve bfin S'n ba'- 'k Cl n f W ' h ' Ch !t " as inl "'ded, of IClJ utiesi , h " ,°,* r a of that con rir' Ve " me , '" rom 'he beautiful ;n v ain. T|. ' ' JU * '°r a while she strove rch, star-like glance still riveted „ ri> /: h Saifiyi tier own. the subtle fascination kept her spell bound. Her mental energies, however, in (he moment of their greatest trial, now gathered suddenly to her aid, and with a desperate effort but with a feeling of most annoying uncertainty and dread, she succeeded partially in the Sdtempt and threw her arms backwards, her hands grasping the neighboring tree, feeble, tottering, aud depending upon it for the suppoi t which her own luniks almost entirely denied her VV ith her movements came, however, the full development of the powerful sp.dl and dreadful mystery before her. 14 As her foe receded, though but a single pace from the tree against which she now rested, the hurriedly articulated ring,like that of a watch when wound up with the verge broke, announ ced the nature of tlie splendid, fyet dangerous presence, in the form of a monster rattlesnake, now but a few feet before her, lying coiled at the bottom of a beautiful shrub, u ith which, to her dreaming eye many of its own glorious hues had been associated, bhe was at length consci ous enough to perceive and leel her danger: hut tenor had deprived her of the strength necessa ry to fly from her dreadful enemy. There Mil! gleamed the eye, beautifully bright and pier cing, fixed upon her own, and, seemingly in the spirit of sport, the insidious reptile slowly unwound himself from his coil, butoiily to wind hi msejf up again into hii muscular rings, hts great flat head rising in the midst, and slowly nodding, as it were, towards her, the eye stiil ' peering into hei own, the rattle ringing at intervals, and giving forth that paralyzing sound which, once hear.!, is remembered fbi ever. Tiie reptile all this while seemed b. fit Oil S|K)illllg W lilt, VV h lie Seeking to eXflle her * terrors. .Vow witu its flat lead, distended* mouth, and cui ving neck, would it dart forth* i its long t irm toward her— it - fatal teeth unfol ding on either side of its upper jaws, seeming , to tlir-aten her with instantaneous death, while its powerful eye shot forth glances of that fatal fascination, malignantly bright, which by pai- i ul\ zing with a novel form of terror and ol beauty, may readily account for the spell which i it possesses of binding the feet of the timid, and ' denying even to fear the privilege ol flight, j Could she have fled? She frit the necessity, | hut the power of her limbs vv as gone; and there ; it still lay, coiling and uncoiling, its arched : neck glittering likea ring of bronzed copper,) bright and lurid, and the dreadful beauty of its eye still fastened, eagerly contemplating the victim, while the pendulcus rattle stifl rang the : death note, as if to prepaie the conscious mind j for the fdta! blow which is momentarily approa- j ching blow. Meanwhile, the stiffness became deathlike, with all surrounding objects. The! bird had gone with its scream and rush. The breeze was silent. The vines ceased to wave. Th" leaves faintly quivered on their stem. The serpent once more lay still, but the eye was never turned away from tlie victim. Its : Corded muscles are all in a coil. '1 hey have * hut to unclasp suddenly, and trie dread'ui fold will he upon her in full length, and the fatal i teeth will strike, and the deadly venom which they secrete will mingle with t ire life blood in i her veins. The terrified damsel, her full! I consciousness restored, but n< ! her strength, feels all her danger. She sees (hat the ,-pait of the t terrible reptile is at an end. She cannot now : mistake tlm horrid expression of his eye. She ' tries to scream, but her voice dies away to a feeble gurgling in her throaf. fler tongue is! paralyzed her Hps sealed: once more she 1 i strives for flight, hut her limbs refuse their office j i She fins nothing h-ft of lite but its 1-aifui, , consciousness. It is in her despair, tbat as a last effort she succeeds to scream, a single wild cry forced from her by this accumulated agony: she sinks down upon the grass before her enemy, ; tier eves, however, still open, and still looking j i on those which are directed upon their.. She sees ; him approach, now advancing, now receding ; now swelling in every part with something 11 k anger, while ins neck arches beautifully like : that of a wild horse under the curb, until at) length tired a> it were at jijay, like the cat v\,*th j her victim, she sees the neck growing linger j and becoming completely blown as it to strike, • —tfie huge jaws unclosed almost directly above her: the long, bifurcated fang charged with i i venom, protruding from the cavernous month— j and she sees no more! Insensibility came to I her aid, and she lav almost lifeless under thej ' folds of the very monster." .Nothing in ancient, or modern literature, is , • more strikingly conceived, or vividly d-scribed! than tiiis scene. At this moment, when we j feel that the summer air is surcharged with this ev il presence, ami nature aghast in her solitudes ; under those human pangs, the arrow < I a voung savage transfixes the neck of the reptile 1 and thus turns aside the deadly lang. fiiei accessories are all in keeping—the snake-.'ike j vine, the golden ami crimson blooms, the shad- I ows of the old woods, the cry "f the birds, w inie j tlie geneial outline heightens the- cf- J feet, fill we feel the glittering eye of thej beast, and its terrible fascination rise to thej mind, and we see how all tlie benignities j l of nature are at war with the spirit of the j reptile. THE POOR BOY" Do not be ashamed, my good lad, ifyou have a patch on your elbow. It is no mark of dis- ; grace. It speaks well for your industrious mo-, ther. For our part, we would rather see a J dozen patches on your jacket than Imar one pro- • faro-t at that ! moment a messenger from the Treasmer cam : up to Abdailah, in the bazaar, and spoke to ' him. The iadv stood close : n, and li >red. "Abdailah," said fheslave, "my rna.iter has j loM the king's great ruby : if thou hast the wis ! dom ol the stars, tbou canst find it. if rut, ;hou ■ art a pretender, and 1 will assuredly came thee , to be bastinadoed;" . This time the unfortunate bar * vv s a !••. wit's end. "O, woman," he exclaimed 1 , "thou ( art the author ol this."" , H* meant his own wife, but the ■ of the treasurer, who stood by, imagined he udeired jto tier. Guilt is always pale, tit- pot say*. — 1 She herself had stolen the king's ring, and i;e --j Ir.-ved that the astrologer was aware ol her crime , So, when the messenger had departed, leaving } the barber petrified with perplexity, sh- I proacheif him and said, in a soft tune: "O, astrologer! I -confess ilm", in an hour of I avarice, I took the jewel. Restore it without j sending m*- to condemnation." Abdullah sternly replied— ♦ Woman, I knew ! thy guilt. Where i* the jewel?" } She answered, " (Aider ihe fourth cushion j from tlw door, in the apartment of Kasherr., my j lord's Georgian slave. i Abdailah hastened to the palace, was reward ed with a robe of honor, a thousand gold pieces, ] and a costly ornament. Urged by his wife, Abdailah essayed once j more. The king's treasury had been broken i open, and fbrtv chests o! money had been car j ried a wav. Not a trace of the thieves had been j discovered. The royal astrologer had tried eve j ry sort of divination and failed, ami was ihere ' f .re in c'isgrace. But the fame of Abdailah, j which was rt'Ow spoken of in all Shiraz, bad ; reached the ear of the king, who sent for him , and gave hrrn audience in the Hall of Koluet i SerponChidch. t "Abdailah," he said, with a severe expr-s,i n ' in his face, "art thou truly able to read (he ! stars?" j "Pot rue to the proof!" answered the barber . who was now prepared for tlie worst, i "Then discover the forty chests of money I which have been stolen, as well as the ciinii i nals. Succeed, and thou stialt marrv a prin | cess, and become my minister: fail, and I wil. ! hang thee!" ... "There must have been bu ty thmv cs . said Abdailah, making a fortunate and not very diffi cult wuess. "Grant nte forty nays. ! "Fo;ty days thou shall have," said the king, j "and thou shall then die. or live for riches and I h< SoAhe barber went home and told his wife , and said, "I have forty days to live ; I ill j sit upon mv praver mat, and meditate on the i evils of life and the blessedness of death. Hive j th en, forty beans. At the hour of evening'prayer, daily, I will give thee one, that I by counting the remainder, I may remember how many days I h aVt> to 11 ' * ..... pv - r She complied: and, every day at h* exac hour J sunset, Abdailah gave her a^' and j said, with great firmness and solemnity, Th r is one of them." And, on the last smd, | in "an excited manner, • I here are - iorty of them "' Preefiom of Thoiif&t and Opinion. What was his astonishment, when, at that instUjit, a violent knocking was heard at the door A crowd of men were admitted, and one of evidently the chief, said. "0, Abdullah, wise astrologer, thou shall receive the forty chests of gold untouched, but ; spar* our Jives !" In supreme bewilderment, he answered. '•This eight I should have seized thee and j thy wretched corn pan ioils ; hut tell me, on thy head, how know est thou that I possessed this * know ledge 7 " "We heard," said the chief of the robbers,! 'Rhat the king had sent for thee. Therefore, one of ;s came, at the hour of sunset, to listen I at thyfdoor, and heard thee say, 'There is one ! of them.' rVe would not beli-ve his story, and ! sent two to ascertain i!, and thou wast beard to i say, 'There are two of them and tn is night,) 0 wonderful! Thou did'st exclaim, "There are the whole forty :" but restore the king's mon ey, and do not deliver us unio the execution- i es." Abdailah promised to do what he could.— BAng admitted to the palace, he declared that j owing to some mystery of (he stars, it was giv- ; en him to discover either the thieves or the i treasure, but not both. Tile monarch, at length, 1 consented to take the forty chests, and fulfilled j his promise to Abdailah. A FASHIONABLE SERMON- A NKVV V>RK Skim 11. • . I The fashionable preacher is a mortal always j adored by Ids congregation—tlie female portion j particularly. He is a mortal, but sometimes j deemed an unwinged immortal, and eclipses ! the Divinity whom he preaches. He prays ; resoundingly (to the congiegation) and his "a- j men!" sounds like the tap on a bass drum. He i is meek, exceedingly so —in the pulpit : he ! , loves his hearers collectively, and sometimes! individually : he hates sin and the devil pro-j fe>s; :n ally. Discourses eloquently on charity, from a mahogany pulpif, but forgets his charity | 'fir t!io>e who differ vvilii him. Gives liberally j (his advice,) in resonant sermons, but always; has his purse in his pantaloons' pockets when ' he meets a mendicant. S-nds the gospel to Borrioboola Gha, and' sends the heathen at home—to the gutter. Perfumes his sermons with sacred poetry, and perfumes his white hankerchief with euii t/e Col o God, not for wealth, which he wants j t '. ith. r tor poverty, which he cannot bear,' n; .iv i>r a competence, by which he meaps ; 1 tiiree-story coif.netence, finished with brown > stone, ail th.- modern conveniences, and a spa cious , isec.ient. II im preaches ut night, always arrives after! the audi ace is seated and waiting ; sometimes, i if there is a rush, he lias to rise mysteriously j through a trap door in the pulpit, as many have si en Pa'-son Beecher do : this always produces i a fine efi-ct—so theatrical and striking. Before 1 I;is entrance, tlie gas is turned down to a moon- j : light mellowness, and'a dim obscurity broods ' over the congregation : the organ is silent. But the moment arrives; the piopiilar preach er enters : the gas blooms into a magnificent ; brilliance ; the ladies bend eagerly forward, and a murmurous expectancy permeates the air:, silks rustle and feathers and fans wave: the or-* gan peats a grand voluntary, and the minister, slowly mounting the rich carpeted stairs, sinks 1 into the silken pulpit cushions, and opens a j hymn book. "Ts this the worship of God, or man ?" sadly ; asked my friend Ruralton, whom 1 had accom- ! panied to the exhibition. T do not know—l cannot answer him—hut I think of tlie poor j publican, who stood afar oft and smote upon his ! breaM, and rried, "God be merciful to me a ! sinner!"— St. Loins Rejmblicon. ' A Rimeii't ior Happincss. — It is simply j when you rise in the morning to form a reso- j liiti'in to make the da}' a happy one for a fel- j low creature. It is easily done, a li'ft-ofFgar- ' inent to the man who needs it : a kind word to i the sorrowful : an encouraging expression to i the thriving ; trifles, in themselves light as air, j will do it, at least for the twenty-four hours: ; if you are young, depend upon it, it will tell ! ' vou when you are old; and ifyou are old, rest i assured it will send you gently and happily j down the stream of time to eternity. Look at j the result. Yon send one person,only one hap- ! pily through the day ; that is three hundred j arid sixty-five through the course of the year; ! and supposing you live forty years only after • you commence this cours- , you have made four- ■ ; teen thousand six hundred beings happy, at all ! i events for a time. Now, reader, is this not ' ; simple? And is it not worth accomplishing! I We do not often indulge in a moral dose, but j i this is so small a pill that one nreds no red c.ur- I rant jelly to disguise its flavor, and it requires I to be taken but once in a day : we, therefore, feel warranted in prescribing if. It is most' i excellent for digestion, and a producer of pleas- I 1 ant slumber. i i aMMxmrfaammnsmmmmaactmßßMmammammmmKaKmmammmmmmmmmmmsm THE HOMESTEAD- How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood. How sacred the recollections that cluster a i round the spot where we were born*—the spot where first we learned to look upon the bean ties of nature—the green sward—the waving corn—the stalely tree—and the little, clear ! bubbling spring at its root, from which, during ! the long, long days of summer school, we slaked uur thirst, or sought a short relief from the tire some, straight-backed school house bench ; tlie rippling brook, with, its grassy bank, and speck | led trout, and little falls that turned the tiny | tvheel. The place where we first chased the gay but terfly and timid "chipmunc," where vve first ' tangled the grass of tlie mower by searching * for the delicious strawberry, and where first we plucked the bright templing cherry, the luscious peach, the daiuiy pear, arui the always endur ! ing and ever grateful apple. Where, with brothers and sisters, and the little visiting friends, vve had our plavhouseß ; our ovens of sand—our acorn cups and saucers, and plates of iiroken china, and made the min -1 iature stalely calls and foimal tea parties: and | with what stately stiide we imitated the walk iof our elders in doing it: where we played : "keep school" and "preach," and anon with 1 hard-back blossoms or cockerel's feather in our f caps, we strutted forth, the embryo defend- j ers cl our country's tiihfs, the gallaut volun- j feers. The place where first vve learned to listen to j the rapturous notes of the free bappy orchard j melodist the robin and her associates, the j chattering swallow, and the plaintive whippoor j will. The place where first vve learnpd to lisp the ; names ol father and mother; and to utter the i first pure sentiments of fraternal love for bro : ther, and for "sister dear." But above all, and more than all, the spot where first the holy love of mother taught our infant thoughts to revere, and our infant lips to ; pray, "Our Father, who art in Heaven." How intimately and indissolubly connected with, how holy enshrined upon, the spot where we were born the old homestead—are all rec i ollections of the pure gushing jovs of early years ! And who, in after life, can see a stran- i ger lord of that manor, without a pang of sor- i row? Who would not then feel that such is j sacrilegious ? "Give, Oh! give me back my home, My own dear .NATIVE home." A STORY OF THE BATTLE FIELD. A soldier was wounded in one of the battles ol the Crimea, and was carried out of the field; he felt that his wound was mortal—that his life ! was quickly ebbing away—and he said to his ; comrades who were carrying him : ' Put me down; do not trouble to carry me j any further ; I am dying." i hey put him down and returned to the i field. A levy minutes afterwards an officer saw , the man weltering in his blood arid asked him ! if he could do anything lor him. "Nothing,thank you." i ••Shall 1 get you a little water," asked the i kind hearted officer. " vo, thank you; I am dying." "Is there nothing I can dolor you ? Shali I write to your friends ?" ••I have no friends ynu can Write to. But : there is one thing fur which I would be much ! obliged : in my knapsack you will find a Testa- 1 ment—will you open it at the 14th of John, and near the of that chapter yon will find 1 a verse that begins with 'Peace,' will you read ! . i i he officer did so, and read the words, "Peace ' I leave with you, my peace ] give unto vou ; ' not as the world giveth, give I unto you. " Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it bea fraid." "Think you, sir," said the dying man ; "I ' have that peace: I am going to that Saviour: God is with me; f want no more,'" and instantly j expired. RATHER AN EXPRESSIVE IDEA- j Some days ago, before the Republican nomi- j nation for justice ofthe Supreme Court was' made in this District, a gentleman from a neigh- j hoi ing county who was desirous of securing ! the nomination, was here to look after his terests. In company with a distinguished j "limb of the law," from Eimira, he ordered a horse and buggv from one of our livery stables to vivit Horse Heads on a button holeing Mission to the delegate from this county, a fast horse that could go out ami back, twelve miles in an * hour. 'The horse came as ordered, but instead o! being a 2. 40 nag, he proved to be ofthe I slowest possible description, testing the patience of his distinguished drivers to the utmost ex tent. But he got around finally, and as they moped up to the livery stable the ostler stood in the door, between whom aud our aspirant lor Judicial honors something like the following ! conversation ensued : Candidate—"ls Mr. J fitting this horse for the New York Market ?" Ostler—"Not that lam aware of. Why do you ask tlie question ?" ' andidate—"Because I didn't know but he intended to sell him to go before a hearse. I wish to say that he won't answer the purpose. ! He never would get the corpse around in time I lor Ihe Resurrection."— Eimira Advertiser, i A LULL A RY Yoi NC LADY. —We were con-' versing with a young lady some few evenings' ago, at a literary and as she had introduced as a poetess, we, of course, touched on I poetry. It was not many minutes before she ! had run through the stereotyped list of favorite j authors, when she concluded with Byron, asser- j ting hei conviction that he was the greatest poet j that ever wrote. We modestly hinted that vvv | prHerred bhakspeare, upon which, with an un- j f „ r c t tec, c lau " h al °ur simplicity, she cried ; | 'Why, Shakspeare wasn't a poet; bis phi its don't j rhyme!— Toledo Blade. - TERMS, S3 PER YEAR. NEW SERIES VOL 1, NO. 14. .. II €) it morons. MIXED GRAMMAR. A great many people find great difficulty in saying what they mean—as much perhaps as ! some editors find in meaning what thev say. A certain witness, in an assault and battery suit, we once hpard, mixed up things conskWa j bly, in giving his account, ol' the affair. After : relating how Dennis came up to him and struck, j be proceeded." , "So, yer honor, I just hauled off and wiped his Jaw. Just then his dog came along, and I hit him again and dropped him. "Hit the dog?" "No,yer honor, Dennis. And then lup with I a stun and throwed it at him, and it rolled him : over and ov*-r." "Throwed a stone at Dennis?" "At the dog, yer honor. And he got up and i hit me again ?" j " The dog ?" "No, Dennis. And wid that he stuck hit • tail between his legs and run off." "Dennis ?" "No, the dog. And when he come back at me, he got me down and pounded me, ver honor." 3 "The dog camp back at you ?" j "No, Dennis, ver honor", and that's all I did i to him, yer honor, and he isn't hurt any at all." | "Who isn't hurt?" j "The dog, yer honor." , THE ENGLISHMAN'S SNUFF BOX. The French papers have not, under the in fluence of the alliance, ceased to have tksir jokes upon Englishmen, and one of the drollest is told as follows, by the Union Bretonne , from i which we translate it : Lord C , well known for his eccen j tricities, went lately to the establishment of one jof our most celebrated workers in fancy arti | cles. "I want you to make me," said he "a snuff box, with a view of my rhateau on the lid." "It is very easily done," was the reply, "if my lord will furnish me with the design." "I w ill : but 1 want also, at the entrance ol my chateau, a niche in which there shall be a ! dog." "That, too, shall be provided," answered the ! workman. "But I want also that some means should be contrived by which, as soon as any one looks at the dog, he shall go back into the niche, and only re-appear when he is no longer looked | at." The workman looked inquiringly, as if to ascertain whether his customer was not the victim of some mystification. Re-assured by 1 his examination, and like a clever man, under ! standing how to take advantage of the affair, he | said to the Englishman : "What you ask of me is very hard to com ! ply with ; such a snuffbox will be very expen | sive ; it will cost a thousand crowns." "very well : I will pay you a thousand i crow ns." j "Then, my lord, it shall be made according jto your wishes, and in a month I shall have ! the honor of delivering it to you." A month later the workman presented him self to Lord C . "My lord," said he, "there is your snuff : box." Lord C took it, examined it, and said, "That is my chateau, with its turrets, and there is the niche by the door-way. Bu4 I see | no dog." "Did not your lordship," said the workman, ' "say that you wished the dog to disappear when be was looked at ?" "1 did," replied bis lordship. "And that he should re-appear when he was I no longer looked at ?" "That is true, also," was the reply. "Well," said the workman, "you are looking at it, and the dog has gone into the niche. Put ■the box in your pocket, and the dog will re ! appear immediately." Lord C reflected a moment, and then exclaimed, "All right, all right." He put the box in his pocket, and taking from his pocket book three bank biiJsofa thousand francs each, j handed them to the skilful workman. 3j?®°"Gumbo—"ls yer good at spellin', Buck?" Buck—"Well, darkey, sagaciate ; what de j interrogatory ?" Gumbo—"l see ver's larned—but can yer spell know nuffin without no letters at all?" Buck—"\ou mean know not/ling , you dark -1 ey, you ?" Gumbo—"Yes, know nuffin—can yer dux j it ?" Buck—"/ surrender it , as Yorktown said to i Corncob, caze it can't be aid u i'h no letters at \"iir {Gumbo takes a piece of chalk, getsdown npcn his knees and makes a big cypher on the floor, and rolling tip his white eyes, asks Buck, if that aint a nvffin ? Takes out of his hat an old handkerchief and rubs the cypher out clean.) Gumbo—"Now, nigger, dare's no nuffin dar t as plain as day, to disdarkey." Buck—"Good* Gum, Good! Y'ah, Yah, Yah,— jis like de party itself—gone! used ' up ! — nibbed out COURTING WIDOWS. —Some Western editor : who evidently has no sympathy with Mr. VYeller, sen'r, in his horror for "live viddern," i thus reveals his experience : "For the other half of a courting match, there is as much difference between courting a damsel and an'attractive widow as there is between | ciphering in addition and the double rule of | three. Courting a girl is like eating a fruit, all very nice as far as it extend*. h**t doisg' the amiable to a blue-eyed bereaved one, in black ! crape, comes under the head of preserves—rich, j pungent, syrup. For delicious courting, we ' sa }N s' ve us a l> v 'e " vidder." • WHAT utility is there in killing hogs, if they i arc cured directly afterward?*