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Across the dull and brooding night, A giant with demon light And breath of wreathing smoke; Around him whirls the reeling plain, And with a dash of grim disdsin, lie cleaves the sundered rock. In lonejy swamps the low wlni stirs Tbe belt of black, funeral firs, That murmurs to the sky, Till, startled by his mod career, They seem to keep:a hush of fear : .As If a god swept by I v .Through many a dark, wild heart Of heath, O’er booming where beneath A midnight ylver brawls; By nflns,remnanUof the past, Their ivies trembling la the blast; By singing waterCdls I The elumberer, on his silent bed. Turns to the light his lonely head, Divested of its dreams | long leagues of glpdm are hurried o’er, Through tdhnel sheaths, with iron roar, And shrill, night-rending screams. l‘«st huddling bjots, past flying High furnace flames, whose crimson onus Are grappling, with the night. He tean along receding lands. To where the kingly city stands, ' Wrapped in a robe of light. Hera, round each wide and gushing gate, A crowd of eager faces wait, • And ertry'smile is known; We thank yon, O thou Titan train— That in the city once again, We clasp our loved, our own I *'■ V. Effect ; From titi bismopdlUan Art Journal.' THE PAEBTEB, WILDHERK’S BTOEY translated from the French. BY ZENOBIA. Chistraas night, 1839, a dozen of us.students, *ere gathered together at the Golden Eagle Tavern, one of the most renowned in Carlsruhe. A bowl was confided to my care, with the im portant duty of filling the glasses, always «®pty, of my joyful confreres. Like those modest veils and wild wood shades in which love delights to enclose its mysterious' pleasures, a thick cloud, formed from the smoke which roll ed from our pipes, mingled with the vaporfrom our generous beverage, spread softly over us, sod enveloped us entirely. Our faces could be seen only confusedly, like those fantastic images which we see flit across the morning mist, before the rays of the joyous sun have set the horizon free from the veil which obscured it.' he rough attacks which we had made upon * no^B wine began to affect our brain; con ««ation, almost as cloudy aa/ the air which serenaded us, threatened to become entirely ttrivarigue, when the'door of the saloon open > and our friend Wildherr, the painter, enter-. He came forward, pale, anxious as usual; but his arrival none the less excited a movement of general interest. Good day, 'Wildherr; thou art a brave boy ,° tomean d the glasses, struck with re jsbled blows by ©nr knives, called the host, 9 re plenished the bowl and added another glass, ' 1 err down at the/table, responded by pressure of the haiid ,to those friends .who near him; bat he kept silence; his eyes ef ed sadly around him, and, when bis w met that of Arnold Dlumenhagen, who . at the other end of the table* he 80 violently we could not prevent our- 7 s fr °m remarking it.' ; V Arnold, **• what Jails you .to h that fashion? Are. you afraid of “ Whatoils mb!" replied Wildherr, with em turning away his eyes. i do not know, flow are you, 4*nold?” w .j, - ** that to i ap ah- of constraint which does not compel” - mij- no meaa * constrained. Do not W er ?f et “*7* 1®“ sick, as you ail Th« - Pftrd<)n m ® “7 caprices.” •**Oed * or Wiidhen •*n» eJ’ZiTr"™ 6 B ,°sw suffering or aiu j. One would no more rccog **** '-Who was. the life and soul pleasure parties. Every day Ms sadness ' ™ b«oame gloomier, bis health < ■ .. mm* mow uncertain. We ail loved the good Wild herr; he was so generous, so brave, full of tal ents andnoble thoughts. We were distressed not to be able to penetrate the cause of this dark melancholly which wore out his life. This day emboldened by the wine we had quaffed, we united our efforts to persuade him to tell us what pre-oconpied his mind. Arnold, especial ly, became lap importunate that he qould not re sist our pleadings. After having torched his lips to the glass, of wine ho held, and which a few months before he would have drained at a single draught. Wildherr thus spoke, while we listened, launching new puffs of smoke upon the odorous mist which embraced us. “ My dear friends, l am almost tempted to thank you for the pressing manner with which you have induced me to relate this terrible tale. And then yon can assist -me by your conusels. In any .case, it is to your honor and your disoee tion that I entrust what you ate about to hear. You know that I undertook a pedestrian excur sion through tho Black Forest, toward the end of summer, with the intention of drawing and publishing the most remarkable spots the inter esting ruhins which still exist in the midst of .the forest. I bad started from Carlsruhe with a light and joyous heart, occupied with thoughts very different from those which have assailed me, and little expecting the scenes of which I most he witness; The third day of my journey, toward eleven, one beautiful morning, I had al ready sketched several landscapes.' The heat wae I threw myself down behind a thicket taxecovcr my strength before ascending the hill ,on whioh' are situated the fine old ruins of the castle of Aldcrsbnrg, those noble vestiges of the Middle ages. X soon perceived, ;on the road I had just left, four persons, who climbed it painfully. ‘ There wgs --first a man of about fifty, still vigorous, and whose erect and majes tic figure made him seem much younger. I have rarely met a finer figure than that of (his man—his forehead high and open, his eyes blue; and full of fire, his eyebrows and muatachw; black, his hair inclining to gray, but thick anil 8 curling. This ensemble gave to his face a char acters of martial frankness, such as an artist might desire to paint a. noble soldier. By his side, and supported by his manly arm walked a little girl about six years old, fresh and pretty as the elgantine blossoms, that surrounded np. Another man, wjiose face ! could not see, young, and of a fine stature, gave his ami to a young woman, wonderfully beautiful, pale, but whose personelle breathed a languor full of Soft ness—a most ravishing loveliness. Her eyes, like soft, black velvet, surmounted by arches of ebony blackness, were animated by an inex pressible voluptuouanes, to which a melanchol ly shade added a new attraction. With my eyes half shut by drowsiness, which seized me, I followed delightedly those travelers, who seem ed like forest genii, gliding noiselessly before me. “ The road wound between thickets of brush wood and through sand, to the top of the hill, and toward the .middle of the acclivity passing under a bower of thorns, wild rose shrubs, and all vanetiewof plants, it made a circuit in a deep ravine, holloed ont by the falling away of the sand. The two young people did not hesitate to take the advance of their elder com panion, wbdiwas frequently delayed by the frol ics of the girl; they ‘followed the’ road, without perceiving that at the entrance of the ravine an opening made in the corpse afforded a more di rect and less diflacult .way to the end of that in to which they had entered. The last was, in truth, notwithstanding its threatened dangers, much more agreeable than the other, because it was sheltered from the intolerable heat. The _Bjm penetrating only at rare intervals the dome of verdure which above their heads, they enjoyed a coolness which the more direct way could not have afforded them. Arrived at the middle of the ravine, precisely opposite the place where I had thjown myself, the young lady sat down to recover her breath, on.a rook cixshioned with moss, and hOr young cavalier ilaced himself beside her. They remained there somatome minutes, waiting for their com panions, and inhaling the fragrant breath of roses and eglantines, and listening to the vsrb ; ing of the birds which flattered laziiy in the oliage. It was, indeed, >a charming spot.— . if ever have I breathed am so pure, as that breeze perfumed by the forest. The lady had; taken off her straw hat, and fler black hair, of which the glossy ringlets had been disordered by the heat,' was thrown book upon her shoulders, aad relieved the whiteness .of .her neck. She amused ie.»self, wflOn tflo wind lifted her curls, in di recting them, toward the face of her companion, who seemed gazing in ecstacy .upon her. Tho most passionate tenderness sparflled in the glances of this charming creature. I could not prevent myself from envying the lover of such a beautiful woman. <* The other travelers had not followed the way of the ravine. The little girl hod darted into the opening of which I have -spoken, and had drawn after her the man with the grey hair. While the little creature gathered an armful of flowers,, singing'in her happiness, I saw, not without an involuntary pressure at my heart, this unknown man follow the direct line of the way. Every step brough him near the other travelers, and a sad presentment warned.mo that a drama was commencing before me. Holding «y breath for fear of being discovered, I saw with tenor the young lovers drawn.near er together by the charm of their, affection. The old soldier bad only a few steps to toko to reach the end of the road, there his view would ALTOONA, PA., THURSDAY, AUGUST 9, 1860. command the ravine, t desired to advice the unexpeoting lovers of his approach, but before I couldreSolve to doit it was too late; Thn moss on which he trod deadened his footsteps. He came silently behind the unfortunates lovers, and stopped'as if struck suddenly by a thunder bolt. He darted; upon them a look which I shall never forget. But his emotion passed away like a flash of lightning. He extended his clenched fist: as if he were uttering a terri ble oath, simulated a bitter smile, which chilled me, at the moment that the light sound of a blissful kiss reached his ear. “ But,” saild lyildherr, interrupting himsSH, “itis my turn to demand, Arnold, why you look at me with that wild air T” N “ Tour tale is so dramatic that I cannot con ceal my emotion.; Continue.” Wildherr resumed; “ The little girl arrived with her hands full of flowers. The old soldies went hastily before her, made her retrace her steps, and took again the way of the ravine. The sweet voice of the child, who hummed an air warned the young lovers. The lady: put on her hat, dropped her veil over her eyes, and, leaning on the arm of her friend, not less troubled" than herself, con tinued to ascend the hill.” Wildherr stopped a moment, and Arnold pro fited by this interruption of a relation which was rapidly sobering us, to address some ques tion to him. x “ Thou sayest,i Wildherr, that thou hadst not Seen the face of the young man ?” “ I did not see it then, but afterward ,” replied Wildherr. “I have even the means of knowing his name.” “ How ?” said Arnold, quickly, fixing on the speaker a look full of solitude* “ How could .you know his name ? That is impossible!” We looked at each other with surprise, but Wildherr, paying no attention to these singular words, continued in a grave tone: What I have to add is terrible! Lite a B °u of Suabia, I knew the obscurest cor ners, the narrowest defiles of the old Black For erst, and for a long time had I been accustomed to climb those jugged rocks. Drawn on by a curiosity which I must expiate i with the re pose of my life, I could not resist the desire of following these travelers, between whom, I was ptfisfied, a bloody ; drama was to be played.— doubting that their course s had for its end the ruins of the old castle, I rose softly, and taking a difficult bpt shorter way, I hastened to find myself in the midst of the rubbish and of the towers in ruin of Aldersburg. A single edi fice remains almost untouched, on the exterior at least—that is the principal tower, of which the blanched summit stiU appeared in the dis tance, high above the trees of the forest. It is an immense circular hall, formed by the ground floor of his high stories have oven been deatnOTjyx entered, and lay down in Ji balistraria, watched for the arrival the persons 'had interested me to such a [ degree. Pillars, clad with the remains of Gothic sculpture, whence 'sprung formerly the arches ,of the first vault, rose around the whole circum ference of the hall, leaving between each of them an immense ln one of these recesses a well of displayed its yawning depths. Dug urtne solid rock, it was immensely deep. ; Several times travelers have sounded it; and I, years ago, found there mpre than fifteen fathomh of water. The first time I saw it, the storm (howled without, the waters replied^by roaring like those of the sea, and fol lowed fiy the progress of the tempest It was at first a low rumbling, like the sound of dis tant thunder; then, accordmg jib the lightning rent the heavens, and as reverbera ted with a more treffiendonsmish, it seemed as if from the bottom 'of the gulf swelled the echo of these terrible sounds. The water lashed the walls, the waves smote themselves together, and mingled with'the roar of unknown winds. Since them I k?T e bf ten ; dreamed than an irresistible hand dragged mo before the well; I heard the waters roar; then the fatal hand suspended me over, the chaSm. I ; struggled in vain under the iron fingers of the phantom, who sneered in my ears, and I awoke at the moment, when,-beside myself and panting with terror, I was plunged into the abyss. But that day the heavens were setfne, the air calm and soft, those lunknown waters tranquil. I waited not long to see the travelers arrive, i “ What sweet coolness, colonel,” said the la dy. as they entered. “ Let us sit her awhile on these rooks.” “ The coionel, for such seemed to be the rank of the old soldier, said nothing; hut, with a frigid seriousness, he made a sign of assent.— After a repose -of ia few minutes, the colonel proposed to guide them over the ruins. I thought I saw in his manner an agitation which his com panions did not discover, and I shuddered at the expression of his face, whew I read hate and diirst for vengeance, v. 7 . ’ . '; :v ' ■ “George,” said the lady to the yonngxnon, ** A deep’ groan interrupted Wildherr’a narration. We looked at Arnold, who seemed beside himself. Wildherr rose and fixed his eyes steadily upon him, but Arnold turned away. “What an astonishing resemblancesaid Wildherr, in a low voice. “ Arnold, I saw the face of the young man, when he turned to reply to the lady. Ho resembled ■ thee. Speak! do you know him? Without your light hair, could I bolieye what I spe, I should say it wo ajfyif l” Arnold made no response. He rose, and gain ing the ! door at a bound, he rushed into the street, without any of usdrerming to arrest his [independent in everything. J movements, bo complete was our amazement. — Wildherr had fallen back into his chair, and gazed at ps with a wondering stare. “ Shall I go on ?” he said feebly., “ The lovely woman- asked the arm of the man she addressed as George, and whose features had so much likeness to Arnold’s. The colonel made them admire, with an air of distraction, the remains of the splendid pointings that still decorated the walls. I saw that one secret pur pose controlled. This thought I guessed, for it ■ was not necessary to be very deep, sighted to discover in the young people that they were lovers. After a few minutes they approached the well, the young woman and her cavoleer with curiosity, the colonel with a dark and sinister air about him. “I have scarcely strength to finish my rela tion. 1 Here, ’J said the soldier, Ms a gulf that recalls tragic memories. See, Eleanor, how beautiful it is still! He circled her unresisting form with his arm, and lifted her to a level with the parapet which surrounded the well * See,’ he commanded. The young woman looked down into the dark ness. ‘Terrible, colonel! How dark it is! It makes me afraid; and I know not what sounds come out of this well. Oh! George, if one should fall in there!’ ‘ One would not return again,’ said the col nel, with a grave tone, still holding her help lessly-suspended over the chasm. I“ I was breathless with excitement. An in expressible fatality, an unknown power, fixed me to the stone which sustained me. I wished to fly, but I could not—to cry out, but my voice died away within my breast. I was doomed to see a crime without power to prevent it. ‘ Are you curious to know the history of this well, madame ? - Hah ! I am going to tell it to the soldier, with .a horrible smile. HBut for Heaven’s sake, do not hold me in this position meanwhile. My head grows giddy,’ said his poor, trembling victim. ‘ Oh, do not be afraid, fool that you are.— You see, I clasp jr>u firmly!* Now, look within the well, while tell you the story.’ ‘ Father, George, ‘do not terrify her.’ ‘Oh, my beloved husband, you are cruel,’ said the lady, writhing in the grasp of the pow erful arm that clasped her waist. ‘ Come, then, listen to my tale. One of the old lords of Aldersburg—him, I believe they called Hildebrand, had wedded a woman, noble and beautiful, who bore him two sons. He had the misfortune to lose her after fifteen years of the happiest married life; and the misfortune a hundred fold greater still, to seek in a new union •to forget his griefs. fi|||sB happy for a while. She gave him a sweet daughter. But one' of his .sons returned from the army. A flame was kin ||l|d on the hearth-sfcme of old Hildebrand.— in his confijjjemm, horribly betrayed in his affections by those dearest to him, what do you think he did ?’ ‘ Oh, my God! have mercy upon me!’ mur mured the young wife, turning pale as the deadl ‘ Hah! tell I what do you think he did ? He bound tho wretches and plunged them with his own hands info this well! He avenged himself!’ ‘Oh, George, lam lost,’ shrieked the lady with a heart-rending voice. * “There was no more. George sprang forward, but it was too late; One terrible shriek', alone rent the air. Then I heard .the whizz of a body that seemed to cleave the tangible darkness of that awful gulf, striking on the right ahd left with a dull-reverberation. Then, one last dread ful shook. My eyes closed. At the moment When George felt the iron clutch of his father’s hand, I should have fallen into the ditch of the castle, if the narrow opening of the balastraria would have permitted my body to pass ' The child fell at the feet of her father, crying: ‘ Oh, my mother.’ . “ I was recalled to life by a frightful scream. Tglanced into the tower; George was there no more. The officer, with disordered dress, as if after a desperate straggle, carried the little girl in his amis. He strode but swiftly from the ruins. Heaped to my feet; I wished to seize the murderer; but a portfolio, which I picked up near Hie well, delayed me a few minutes, which sufficed to make my pursuit vain. / When I reached the gate, I could see the sol dier rapidly descend the hill, throir himself into a carriage which awaited him, and all disap peared in a cloud of dost, gilded with the sank rays. I fainted again.” Wr Wildherr waS silent. None of ns Were in a state to break the silence. - Carl Hautelnian at length said: t “ You spoke of a portfolio, Wildherr; did you open it?” “No; I know that in; it are enclosed’the names of the, actors in this drama. Bat I have pot been.able to "itviioffe to look upou theito.—• What moat I do; iny friends ? These horrible memories leaveme ho Judgment. I hear con tinnaUy in my ears the cries of the apd deicer huh up!J’ \'S \ • -J . “ Certainly,” said I, “ under any other cir cumstances your duty would be tbexpose such a crime. But here, .It cannot he deiidsd, there is something extenuating in behalf of the: un fortunate colonel. And then, hefori ~taking a decisive step, would it hot be neoesisary to dis cover wlNi part.W Mood Arnold-can hate in the facts you haw related to us ■?. Where is tbs portfolio ?” ‘Of what would she bo afraid, sir?’ ‘ My father}’ cried George, in agony. “At my house. Ho you wish that I should go for it ? I leave myself to be gulde&by your advice,” replied Wildherr*. , ■ . : At the moment when I started to accompany Wildherr to his lodgings, a servant rushed Into the room, bearing on his face unequivocal signs of mortal terror. - “Ah, gentlemen I”'he exclaimed, *‘ ‘what a terrible thing 1 My master is dead ! |M* Arnold has killed himself I” • The poor fellow gave to Wildherr a letter he had found, with his address, on his master’s ta ble. It contained the following information t “I believed the. secret of blood I and death shut up between Heaven and me. Since desti ny has made you master of it, Wildherr, learn the sequel. The colonel was my fathbr; the un fortunate lady was my step-mother, and the young man George, Blumenhagen, iny brother; my little sister is an idiot. As tomy father, af ter having revealed tq me, in the delirium of fever, the catastrophe you he ended his own life in the manner in which I am about to rid myself of a lift henceforth insupportable. Adieu.” We all hastened to the lodgings; of Arnold, to see if it was not possible to save him. The evil was without a remedy—the poor main had blown out bis brains, and was already dead*' Wildherr never rallied from the shock- It gradually undermined bis health, and six months ago he died, after having destroyed, without opening, the portfolio of George Blumenhagen. As to ourselves, whom he bad , taken for his confidents, we swore to bury this sad history in inviolable secresy, but it was long before we forgot what Wildherr saw in the Old castle of the Black Forest. Mr* Jones* Visitor and How ho Qofc Bid of Her. “ But two letters more,” thoughti Mr. Jones, late head clerk, now junior partner in the im porting firm of —— & Go., Broad street, as he Dent over his desk and dipped, his pen in the ink afresh. “But two short letters more, and then I shall be able to join Mrs. Jones in that delightful excursion, upon which shehas set her little heart But two' letters, and—Os 1 live, it is half past three, and the steamer’s mail closes at four. John, John I” s ' ' No John responded. ' “Confound'the fellow—he has gone and left me to lock up,’'’ muttered Jones. “But time is precious now.’’ • The pen flew rapidly over the'paper, until the last letter was nearly concluded. No other sound was heard in the counting-room above or in the store below,-and Mr. Jones supposed he was alone in the building. ; “ Bay a book, sir?” said a voice at his ear. “ No,” said Mr. Jones, mechanically, so ab sorbed in his work. notice the singular ity of the interrupti^^/ “ Buy a book, airland this time a book— “ Mother Goose’s afejllsa,” he observed on the title-page—was t|>ralflietween biseyes and the unfinished letter before him. “No,” Mr. Jones a little roughly, as he turned upon the intruder. It was a woman, young and handsome, though poorly clad. “You had better,” said the girl;; with her sweetest smile. “ Besides I need the money.” “ Well, • there’s a quarter for your beauty,” said Mr.’ Jones gallantly, and now go, for I am In a great hurry.” He took from his pocket the coin and handed it to her. ,-fc ; “ Hadn’t you better give mo half a dollar 1” “What?" ‘ ‘ Hadn’t you better give me half a dollar to buy me some stockings?” (and she-raised hpr dress just enough to disclose a well-fonned, na ked ankle)—“ and see. I’ve no shoes hither.”. Among Mr. recent acquisitions was a lofely and he was deeply, virtuously indignant; “Ah'} young is that your game ?” he cried, rising from bis scat. “ Leave, tho place instantly, br l’ll out.” “ J)on’t lay your hands on me,” said the visi tor, stepping back, with a look pf defiance.— “ Don’t lay your bauds on xpe, sir, you do I’ll Scream, and whoever comes willthink you are taking liberties. You had better buy a book, sir—only ten dollars.” fe Mr. Jones perceived at Once that bbiwas in a “ fix,” but in a moment be decided what course to pursue. ■ ■ ; ,-V , , “ Seream as much as you like,” hp] exclaim ed, springing to thedoohof the “ I’U do a little screaping too,' John I John!” The woman also approdphedthe door, but he kept her back so far as to prevent her looking down'the stairs, and continued ibis calls for Hie man John. . * “There is no John there,” said the girl mock toglyV had better buy a Sopk, sih; it’s only - Ah I you’re come at'lasy ’ stud 3jr. Jones, tallwPg: UWP stairs to an imaginary John,“run for;i; police officer os quick as you can. I’ve got p thief keW* 'Then" turning to his visitor with an piir .Of confident assurance, “ Now, miss, you ean spepii your time'in negotiating for the sale pf “ Hother Goose,” or in screaming, just as you please; you’ll hot pass this door till On officer homes.; ' ■- ’ The girl began to look frightened. She evi dently had not counted upon the sudden re-ap peawnoe of John. , ■. ■ “ Ob, sir, let me go, I didn’t mean barto,” she said.' ' ft Bidn’t T” edited angrily; wh£b«te : 1 What bar* you bees stealing down stairs!” ' editors and proprietobb. The girl protested that ah® had stolen noth ing, beggedthat he would not have her arrested and promised never to molest him again, ' Mr. Jonesdetained her till she was thorough- Ij frightened, then pretended to relent and bode her go quickly or she would meet the officer. The girl lost no time in making her exit, and Mr. Jones .finished his letter just in season for the mail. On his way home in the Fourth-avenue he mentioned’his ■ adventure to his friend Mr. Smith, whose place of business is in the sitate street. . -'•••••• ' -V- , “Good heavens,'* exclaimed Smith, “irhy I waa victimised exactly in the same ■way this af ternoon, and didn't get offas easily aa you did. I had to give her ton dollars, and did not oven get "Mother Goose” in'return. Upon comparing notes the friends ascertained that they had been visited by different persons, proving that the “Mother Goose” dodge is not the enterprise of a single individual. Each non* gratnlated the other upon having learned an on* tirely new kink. . When Broad street gentlemen >tay in their counting-rooms, .alone, of an afternoon, t|ey should see that their front doors are locko.!, or they may be visited by angels mg Port. ? . COQXTBTBY AND FMBTA*IOfc. “ I like a 'sly flirtation, •' ; • : * : r By the light of a ohandelitir, i With musio to fill up thapansoa, - .., And nobody Tory near,?* ; , Very likely, says Qoilp, bnt it isn’t good for you, and it’s bad for the girl,too. Nottiutt % ; Uttla genuine coquetry is unlawful. BynomesiasC Coquetry and flirtation are as different as -dia monds and paste, “dlßj[netty (says Ike Marvel —a marvellous good judge of the matter) is na tural uid becoming to a woman, while flirtation is false and deceitful, and never came of a true heart.” The distinction is worth making, for it is founded in n positive difference, Coquetry is but a piquant form of maiden modesty. |t is sly, bashful and cautious; hinting a love which it is not bold enough to avow; and teasing a love/wbo it dare not caress. But flirtation is a delusion and a fund from beaming to end*- It is bora of vanity, nursed by pride, and tun ally dies of mortification, it is a game at which both players lose. Of qonise, it is ndt worth the candle. Worst of all like the ‘‘illicit lots,” to which it often leads, “It hardens all within, and petrifies the feeling;? * Therefore, leaving flirting to people alregdy blase with their owuvibes; and keep y o,witf|rt upon the true love that shall be iu wdqcsw guests. An Ingenious Gat. —Cats in general are to die bard, but Dblafhroix tells of one thitea* oaped a wretched death by outwitting a phQoso phical professor I cnee saw,” he relates *«a lecturer upon experimental philosophy place a cat under the glass receiver of an air pomp, |or the purpose of demonstrating that life cannot be supported without air and respiration. The lecturer had already made several strokes of the piston, in. order to exhaufl the receiver of air. when the dat, who began to fed herself very uh- 1 comfortable in the rarified atmosphere, was for tunate enough to discord the source from which her uneasiness proceeded. She placed her paw 1 upon the hole through which the air escaped* and thus prevented any more from passiagTout of the reoeiver. All the exertions of tho ph'ilo sopher were how unavailing; in vain he drew fhd piston; the oat’s paw effectually prevented its dperhtion.. Hoping to effect his purpose, bo again let the air into tho receiver; but whenever he attempted to exhanst the receiver she applied. her pawas before. The spectators clapped their bandsin admiration of the oat’s sagacity, and the lecturer was compelled to remove her, and substitute another cat that possessed less pene tration for fhccrueland inexcusable experiment. 9Sh ‘f Why, Hans, you have the moat femi nine cast of countenance Lever have seen.” i “Oh, yaw,” replied Bans, “do reason for dat is so plain now as it never was. yetr-my moder was a woman.” ; ; V6L We scorn a great \axp husband, who, wMle wife is industriously at work, lounges all day long before the fire, spitting into it like a big rousting apple. An inviolable fidelity,, good hpmor apd complacency of temper in a wife, outlive all gio ; charms of a fine fecc, and make the decay of-it* invisible. J6T*“My yoke is easy, and my burden ,1s light,” as the young fellow said when his girl was sitting bn. his lap, with her neck. ’ f Why is a jroom fall of quurtied ladies Hlei ajJ Sinjpty room'! Because therels |®*Sofcr, so good, as the he finished the first pot of his j’a» '■• 1®- Elopement extraordlnaiy—MrJ Joses' dog eipping with Mr- Brown’s dinner. Picture of Ambition—a trying Jj» comet by patting salt on t#^ IgkJlfae "longer the" saw of dr»wni,tho hotter it grow*-' ' f ,;V:'' -~• ■_ * 1-&SSSP. V ’X .A • V£- 5f ->*#: ■i ' m. NO. *7. ■' -'..'wi •rt * -V