His LOVE,
Mg love Is a rose, a red, red rose,
Whose beauty all may see—
A smile and a blush for each she hath,
But only a thorn for me,
My love is a violet, tender and true,
W hose fragrance pure and free,
Perfumes the air like the breath of prayer,
Yet never a thought for me.
My love is the sun, the radiant sun,
Whose glory all may see—
She sheds her beams on all around,
And uot one ray for me.
Oh. her beauty and blushes, her radiant
smile!
Fow quick my cares will flog,
When one day Love shall lead my love
A captive home to me.
I STIR
THE BOX TUNNEL.
The 10.45 train glided from Padding-
ton May 7, 1847. -In the left compart-
wero four passengers; of these, two
were worth description. The lady had
a smooth, white, delicate brow, strong-
ly marked eyebrows, long lashes, eyes
that seemed to change color, and a
good-sized, delicious mouth, with teeth
as white as milk, A man could not
see her nose for her eyes and mouth;
her own sex could and would have told
us some nonsense about it, She wore
an unpretending grayish dress, button-
buttons, and a Scottish
agreeably evaded color.
duck, so tight her plain feathers fitted
her, and there she sat, smooth, snug
and delicious, with her book in
visible as she held it.
Her opposite neighbor was what 1
all a good style of man—the most to
his credit, since he belonged to a cor-
poration that frequently turns out the
worst nnaginable style of young men.
He was a cavalry officer, aged twenty-
five. He had a moustache, but not a
very repulsive one; not one of those
is
was
His
had not yet been turned by to-
olor of juice, his
sub-nasal pigtails which
suspended like dew om a shrub,
short, thick and black as coal
teeth
bacco smoke to the ¢
clothes did
him; he had an engaging smile, and
on soup
it
iv
not stick to nor hang to
what I liked the dog for, his vanity,
which
per place, his
jostling mine and other people’s who
was inordinate, was in the pro-
heart, not in his face,
have none—in one word, he was what
one oftener hears of than
"
young gentieman.
meets—a
He was conversing in an animated
whisper with a companion, a fellow-
officer; they were talking about what it
is far better Oar
friend, clearly, did not wish to be over-
heard; for he cast ever and anon a furi-
tive glance at his fair vis-a-vis and
lowered his voice. She
pletely absorbed
reassured him.
At last the
to a whisper (the truth must
the man who got do
not to-—woman,
seemed com-
in book and that
her
1
be told),
and
senis 1 y ow thar } & 3} +}
was lost to posterity bet £10 to £3 that
wn at Slough
he who was going down to Bath, and
immortality, would not xiss either of
the ladies opposite upon the road.
“Done, done!”
therto praised should have lent himself,
even in a whisper, t a specula-
tion; “‘but nobody is wise at all hours,”
to such
and twenty; and you are to coasider
temptation—ten to three,
After Slough the party was reduced
to three; at Twyford one lady dropped
her handkerchief; Captain Dolignan
fell on it like a lamb. Two or three
words were interchanged on this oc-
casion.
Punch, the latter full
thrusts and woodcuts.
of steel
Valor
Puck,
talking march-—&at Swindon who
devoted as Captain Dolignan!—Qe hand-
ed them oul—he souped them—he
tough-chickened them-he brandied
and cochinealed one, and he brandied
and bumt sugared the other. On lneir
returu to the carriage one lady passed
into the inner compartment to inspect
a certain gentleman's seat on that side
of the line.
beauty would have been the deserter,
the average one would have stayed
with us till all was blue, ourselves in-
cluded. Not more surely does ow
slice of bread and butter, when it es-
capes from our hand, revolve iL ever so
often, alight face downward upon the
carpet. But tus was a bit of fop,
Adonis-diagon-~so Venns remained in
tete-a-tete with him, You have seen a
dog weet au unkuowsz one of his
species, how handsouse, how eiapresse,
how expressive hin becomes; such was
Dolignan afler Swindon, and, to do the
dog justice, he got bhacdsower and
haudsomer, And you bave seen a cat
conssious of approaching eream-—such
was Miss Ifaythorn; sho became de-
murer aud demarer. Presently our
captain looked oul of the window and
laughed. This elicited an inquiring
lovk from Mus Hagthoru,
“We are only a wile fiom the Lox
tunnel’?
“Do you always laugh a mis from
.
the box tunnel?” said the lady.
“Invariably.”
“What for?”
“Why--hem!—it is a gentleman's
joke.”
Captain Dolignan then recounted to
Miss Haythorn the following:
“A lady friend and her husband sat
together going through the box funnei;
there was one gestleman opposite, it
was pitch dark. After the tunnel the
lady said: ‘George how absurd of you
to salute me going through the tunnel.’
‘1 did no such thing.’ ‘You didn’t?’
‘No, why?" ‘Because, somehow, I
thought you did.” ”
Here Captain Dolignan laughed and
endeavored to lead his companions to
laugh, but it was not to be done. The
train entered the tunnel.
Miss Haythorn—Ah!
Dolignan— What is the matter,
Miss Haythorn—I am frightened.
Dolignan (moving to her side)—Pray,
| do not be alarmed; I am near you.
{ Miss Haythorn—You are near me—
very near me, indeed —Captain Dolig-
HALL,
| pssiduous: she smiled on his assiduity;
he was ugly, but she smiled on him,
Dolignan was surprised av his success,
his ill-taste, his ugliness, nis imper-
tinence. 'Dolignan at last found him-
self injured. “Who was this man, and
what right had he to go on so? He
never kissed her, 1 supposed,’’ said he,
Dolignan eould not prove it, but he
felt that somehow the rights of pro-
perty were invaded, He weal home
and dreamed of Miss Haythorn,
hated all the ugly successful.
spent a fortnight trying to find out who
his beauty was—he could never en-
counter her again
At last he heard of her in this way:
A lawyer's clerk paid him a visit and
began a little action against him in the
name of Miss Haythorn, for insulting
her in a railway train,
The young gemtleman was shocked:
endeavoring to soften the lawyer's
clerk, that machine did wot thoroughly
revealed by this awkward incident:
Dolignan—Y ou know my name?
Miss Haythorn—I heard you men-
tion it. I wish we were out of this
dark place, |
Dolignan—I could be content to |
| spend hours here reassuring you, my
| dear lady,
{ Dolignan—Pweepl (Grave reader, do |
| not put your lips to the next pretty |
| creature you meet, or you will under-
| stand what this means).
Miss Haythorn—Ee! Ee!
Friend—What is the matter? |
Miss Haythorn—Open the door! Open
There was a sound of hurried whis-
pers, the door shut, and the blinds
pulled down with hostile sharpness,
If any critic falls on me for putting
inarticulate sound in a dialogue, as
above, I answer, with all tise Insolence
“hit boys as
big as yourself,” bigger, perhaps, such
as Sophocles, and Aristo-
They began it, and I learned
it of them, sore against my will,
ays §
Pon 3 ig
I command at pre
Euripides
phanes,
much
of its effect because the engine whistled
40.00 murders at
and fictic
Miss Haythorn's scream lost
the same moment,
ard
wus grief makes itself he
when real caunot.
Between the tunnel and Bath our
young friend had time to ask himself
whether his conduct had been marked
by thie delicate reserve
posed to distinguish
oan.
With a long face, feigned,
he held open the door: his late frends
real or
attempted to escape he other side
They must pass h
whom he had insulted (Latin for Kiss.
deposited somewhere at his feet a |
impossibie. im. She
ed)
#
reproach; the
insulted,
look of gentle, bin hing
dart
from her
tunate for Dol
» Pe ¢ } 1 vr
s grace to be a friend
He had
He
swallowed a
on billiard balls and
} ii el 14 brn ke
DAIS AnG IOSVOCKS,
+ «11 he fenth
ti i rain
Hinon
wad, also, .
wood bit of the mess-room poker, which
as or Major Hos-
cvns to descead to an ungentiemaniike
brush
ade it impossible
word or action as to his own
| trousers below the knee.
Captain Dolignan told this gentieman
| his story in gleeful accents; but Major
| Hoskyns heard lum coldly and as coldly
{| answered that he had known a man to
lose his life for the same thing.
i *““That’s nothing,” continued the
| major; “but unfortunately, he deserved |
i to lose it.”
At this blood mounted to the young
| man's temples, and his senior added: |
“1 mean to say he was thirty-five; |
you I presume, are twenty-one?"
“Twenty-five.”
*“That is much the same thing.
| you be advised by me?"
“If you will advise me."
“Speak to no one of this and send |
White the £3, that he may think you |
| have lost the bet.”
| “That is hard, when I won it,”
| “Do it, for all that, sir.”
| Let the disbelievers in human per- |
fectivility kmow that the dragoon,
{ capable of a blush, did this virtuous
action, albeit with a violent reluctance; |
and this was his first damper.
A week after these events he was at |
a bail.
discontent which belongs to us amiable
Eaglish,
Will |
man, when suddenly there glided past
him a most delightful vision, a lady
whose beauty and symmetry took him
by the eyes—another look. ‘It cannot
be! Yes, it isl” Miss Haythorn, (not
that he knew her name) but what an
apotheosis!
The duck had become a pea-hen--
radiant, dazzling, she looked twice as
beautiful, and almost twice as large as
before. He lost sight of her. He
loved her again, She was so lovely she
made him ill--and he alone must not
dance with her, speak to her. If he
had been content to begin her acquaint.
ance in the usual way it might have
ended in kissing; it must end with
nothing, As she danced, sparks of
beauty fell from her on all around but
him--one gentleman was particularly
same day our
But one fine afternoon she
issued forth naturally, as if she did it
Doligean did the same, met
and passed her many times on
for the first time tremulous, besought
permission to address her.
She stopped, neither
his ae
and
disowned
blushed,
quaintance,
served to be punished, how he was pun-
ished , how little she knew how unhbap-
py he was, and concluded by begging
disgrace of a man
mortified by the |]
who was already
dluce,
explanation. He
ion that had been be-
r thoulders, and sal
d: “How stupid
they are!” Emboldened by this, he
begged to know whether or not a lide
"my '
of
would, after a lapse of years erase
etended {levotion
thie
i $ TYE
distant, ung
3
memory of his madness—his crime!
She t
*she niust
dia pot know!
hicd i
bid him a i
eu, as she had
Lions
So. #
{Oo make I
where everybody wa
to be
*
They parted,
mined to be at the |
dv was to be,
time
duction to Miss
ie . & .
ailer some
: abun
where she
nt
His devotion followed
dined, in d
cdl. in overtaking he Yor noptde
ian , Il OVeriasing aed Yi if
where she rode,
her to church, wi
3 Look ad
ere the dragoon was
there 18 a world
smoke-
this
warded by learning
they neither polk nor
capital abominations of
He made an scquaintance with bh
uncle, who liked him, and he
last with joy thal
upen him, when
not observe her, It was three months
the that Captain
Dolignan called one day upon Captain
Haythorn, R. N., whom
er
mw al
her ave loved to dwell
he did
she thought
box tunnel
3
expedition; he called and in the usual
when suddenly he was summoned from
foe, was in complete ahd happy sub-
As he was taking leave, Dolignan
He followed her, observed a
fusion-—she tried to laugh, and cried
again;
when he kissed her Land at the door, it
wus ‘George’ and “Marian,” instead
of “Captain” this and “Miss” the
other.
A reasonable time after this (for my
tale is merciful, and skips formalities
and torturing delays), these two were
very happy. They were once more
upon the railroad going to enjoy the
honeymoon all by themselves, Marian
Dolignan was dressed just as before.
duck-lise and delicious, and he sat be.
side her this time, instead of opposite,
and she drank him in gently from her
long eyelashes,
“Marian,” said y “married
people should tell each other all. Will
you ever forgive me, if I own to you;
DO mas"?
“Yes! yes!”
“Well, then, you remember the hox
tunnel. (This was the first allusion he
would kiss one of you two ladies,” and
George, pathetic externally, chuckled
within,”
“1 know that, George, I overheard
you,” was the demure reply.
“Oh! you overheard me!
ble!”
“And did you not hear me whisper
to my companion? I made a bet with
her.”’
“You made a bet? How singular,
What was it?”
“Only a pair of gloves, George."
“Yes, I know; but what about 1t?”’
“That if you did you should be my
husband, dearest,”
“Oh, but stay; then you could not
have been so angry with me, love,
Why, dearest, thon you brought that
action against me?"
Mrs. Dolignan looked down,
“I was afraid you were forgetting
me, George, you will never forgive
| me.’
“Sweet angel! why, here is the tun-
nel box,’
Now, dear reader—no! nol no such
thing! you ean’t expect to be indulged
in this way every time we come to 4a
dark place. Demides, it is not the thing.
| Cousider two sensible married people.
No such plienomenon, 1 assure you,
took place. No scream of hopeless
rivalry of the engine—this time,
Impossi-
Independence in mew York.
In the possession of Mr. Thomas
Wiley, one of the oldest residents of
{the Ninth ward, New York, who was
born in that section of the city some
three score and ten years since, is a
curious relic of antique furniture with
a revolutionary history. It is a stout,
| high back chair, which has been in the
| service of the Wiley family for over
two hundred years, Its distinctive
merits, however, consist in its having
been used as a rostrum from which was
publicly réad the Declaration of Inde-
pendenee in 1776 for the first time to
the citizens of New York, Alexander
Wiley, the present Mr. Thomas Wiley's
grandfather, was by occupation a tai-
lor whose store was located upon Broad-
way one door below Wall street,
ligence of the action of Congress touch-
ing the severance of allegiance having
| reached that city anterior to the mes-
senger bearing an authenticated copy
anticipated declaration, great
was manifested by the citizens
the precise nature of. the na-
| mamifesto., The governmental
urier from Philadelphia reachea Pau-
lus Hook {Jersey City)
1
stl
niei-
Lae
rif preat
Hit 10S
o learn
at an early hour
in the morning, having ridden hard all
night. He landed at one of the North
River slips, and was proceeding up
Broadway to turn into wall, where was
situated the Old Stadt House, tempo-
nanted by the Provisional Pro-
when he was inter-
burghers, who
at the head of
iy
vaguyy vag f
pening of
: vi §
eli
lawyer, ascertaining the
ger to be the bearer of an unport-
y acting as spokesman for the
f+
3 a 1a vy 4 3
dage, vehemently urged the horse
s ’
0 aliow i
to dismount, so as im to
of the na
1 will. The courier complied, and
to afford the orator a more prominent
tion, Mrs. Wiley brought out into
Fo
street one of hier chairs, and upon it the
aloud the declaration
Pos he
lawyer mounted and read to the crowd
in stentorian tones the decree of Ameri-
can liberty, As it might prove dry work
to decipher a legal document of this im-
portant character, patriotic Dame Wiley
thoughtfully produced one of those old
fashioned square bottles, filled with
genuine Holland gin, and two of the
peculiar gilded glasses, so highly prized
by Kuickerbocker burghers, and blied
| them to the brim, that they mught be
{drained by messenger and orator as a
{ reward for their popular services. This
bottle and the accompanying glasses
were ever treasured as invaluable relics
| by the Wileys until, during the Centen-
ni] year, they were incautiously loaned
for exhibition at some patriotic gather-
ing and were never returned to their
owners,
Sis AAI MIA SN
Firing Pigeons,
A friend says 1 know many people
mn this country who have as their special
hobby the breeding and flying of pigeons
in a private way, quite independent of
clubs—people who never go very far
from home without taking a pigeon or
two along with ihem to send back the
news of their arrival or their success or
non-success in matters of business. 1
had the following told me by a friend
and have no reason to doubt the truth
of it: A gentleman of rather shy dispo-
sition came down from London to a
town not a hundred mules from War
wick, bent on proposing to a young lady
with whom he was greatly in love, She
was the daughter ot a well-to-do land.
owner and a fancier of Antwerp car.
riers. ‘The Londoner, however, lacked
the courage or opportunity of popping
the question. He was bold enough,
though, before taking leave, to beg the
the loan of one of his lady-love’s pets,
Just “to tell her of his safe armval in
town.’ The bird returned from London
the same day, and in the little quill it
bore to its mistress a message--that,
after all, might more simply and natar-
ally have been conveyed by lip—to wit,
a declaration and a proposal. A more
artful though innocent way of getting
out of a difficulty could hardly have
been devised. It was successful, too.
Early Rising.
There are certain people who seem to
whole difference between the enterpris-
ing and the idle, the virtuous and the in-
different good, and who resemble the
bishop who, when he rose early, ‘was
proud all the morning, and sleepy al
the afternoon.” Asarule, we find that
those who rise with the lark make
amends by snatching a nap during the
day—the epirit is willing, but the flesh
is weak; and why, may we ask, is it any
wiser, healthier or more virtuous fo
another, to take it piecemeal than to do
it all up at once, while you have your
hand mn, 80 to speak? The early riser is
her chair, over her books or work, mak-
ing up for lost time, when it would seem
better to be wide-awake, with one’s
wits on the alert; and the invariably
speaks with disdain of those who do not
to whom a sunrise s a rare exhibition,
more to their taste. No doubt there is
sométhing to be said in favor of early
rising; when it has been tried occas-
ionally by its opponents, the earth has
seemed so fresh and dewy, the air so
that they have decided never to waste
again; but the next morning as they
turn on their pillow for that last deli.
cious nap, they confess that early rising
the old, who cannot sleep or the labor-
ng classes, who must rise belies or
who recomemend it, because
they would fain believe that what they
are obliged to do is the best and pleas-
Although Boswell wished that
doubtless easy enough fo get up early if
there is sufficient inducement for such
muster for
of it is to be discouraged as fostering
self-conceit and
that we are better than our sleepy neigh-
It is seldom that we meet an carly
riser who 18 not puffed
, 2 v i $+ 2 oe
an unchiistian cea
up by Lis own
exceeding superiority, as if the custom
proved him one of the elect. { may be
urged that at least he has more Li
4 ¥ ins ¥ 1 rye bu $
VO UUBIDESS OF peedsure, us
is true, as most physicians assert,
mankind demands eight or nine hours,
sleep, be must go to bed and
thus abridge his time at the other end
£3
w
A 5 vv oo ww $a : # Jie #1 prom
he day, or, by taking too litile sleep,
earlier
&
Oi
shorten the days of his life,
st AI Mt
Belative Size of States
res commonly employed to
Several
ind to be
the new estimate
which 17,200 are ©:
¢ beams
of the Areas
streams, and 29.¢
#1
wedi
and ponds, There re
surface of about 2.¢
Virginia in the old estimate Las a
area of 98,
42 450, including 8 total water surface
of 2,325 square miles. It is of interest
to observe the wide contrast in area be-
tween, for example, California, with her
158,360 square miles, and Rhode Island
with 1.250; or between Massachusetis,
with 8.315 square myles, and Texas
with 205.780. Arizona has 113,000
70,000 square
348 square miles, in the new
103,025, Dakota 149.700, Montana 146,~
080. Nevada 110,700, New Mexico
122.580, Delaware has 2,150, and the
District of Columbia 70. New York,
which bas 49,170, is not as large as
North Carolina, which has 52,250, and
lacks nearly 10,000 square miles of
Geogia,
Imperishable Pletures,
We understand that a patent has re-
cently been granted in London on a
process for forcing designs in color
stone, ivory, celluloid, wood, etc, As
an example of the manner in which the
work is done may be mentioned a por.
trait of William H, Vanderbilt,recently
completed and imported to this country.
A likeness of the millionaire was painted
on a marble slab, and the block of stone
subjected to the process. When come
pleted the portrait presented the same
appearance as before, but the peculiar-
ity was that the colors had entirely pen-
trated the marble. The slab can be
sawed in two, and each piece will pre-
sent a duplicate hkeness, or the marble
can be dressed down to the thinness of
a shaving, and the portrait will still re-
main in all its beauty,
i
Artaficial Cork.
Artificial cork is among the recent
German inventions. The method of
production cousiste in powdered cork
with starch and water, and kneading
the mass while boiling hot uni it is
thoroughly mixed. This substance is
then poured into moulds for forming
the articles and afterwards dried at a
very high temperature. The material
is described as quite light and possesses
not-conducting properties.
FOOD FOR THOUGHT.
A blunt edge will sometimes do what
a sharp axe will not,
A countryman may be as warm in
kersey 48 a king in velvet.
Prue merit, like a river, the deeper
itds the less noise it makes,
It requires no small degree of art to
know how to conceal it,
Don’t open your purse too hastily or
#00 wide, or your mouth either,
The truly valiant dare everything but
doing any other body an injury.
Make the bridge frown the cradle to
manhood just as long as you can,
Reason, man’s greatest faculty, takes
time to hesitate before it decides,
Truly a thinking man is the worst
enemy the prince of darkness can have,
The way to make yourself pleasing
to others is to show that you can care
for them,
Be not ashamed of thy virtues; hon-
or's a good brooch to wear in a man’s
hat at all times,
There is no political alchemy by
which you can get golden conduct out
The charities that soothe, and heat,
men like flowers.
He who dees his best, however little,
1s always to be distinguished from him
who does nothing.
I hate by-roads to education; endea-
voring to make children prematurely
wise is useless labor,
Let the world see that your first care
is for yourself, and you will spread a
The bread of life is lové; the salt of
life, work; the sweetness of life, poesy;
the water of life, faith,
Perfect valor consists in doing with.
of doing before the world.
We ought not to judge of
merits
men’s
by their qualifications, but by
The excesses of our youth are drafts
upon our oid age, payable with interest
about thirty years after date.
There are some who write, talk, and
ik 50 much about virtue, that they
have no time to practice it
The cousiences of bad men, if you
could get them to speak, would often
be on the good man’s side,
Know thy work and do it; and
it like Hercules.
the world—an idle man.
at
av
i8 in
One mot
One distinguishing mark
steady advancement is the i
or of his warfare against evil
gth and safety of
» virtue
especially
young men.
Who is wise? he that learns from
every ones. Who is powerful? he {
- » >
governs his passions. Who is 1
aah
yntent,
many who despise half the
ut if there be any who
is because the other
that is ox
There are
world; t
the whole it,
half despises them
Wi
despise
{1€
ether rel
Yar
wise princi
nm ]
pan to ive and
not becot
even m
al company, :
you flatter only one or two, ¥
the rest.
The brutality that comes of poverty,
from half-starved, badly housed, unhup-
py wretches, is nat like the cool, delib-
erate diabolism of well-fed, pampered
men
Trades unions are a veritable sign of
the times, and ought to teach the upper
classes that self-love and indifference
to the needs of the masses is the worst
of folly.
There is nothing more sure, we take
it, than that those who are the most
alert in discovering the faults of a work
of genius are the Jeast touched with its
beauties,
The days of joy are as long and per-
haps as frequent as those of grief; but
either the memory is treacherous or
the mind is too norbid to admit this
to be the case,
To be Lappy, the passions must be
cheerful and gas, not gloomy and
melancholy. A propensity to hope and
joy is real riches; one to fear and sor-
row, real poverly.
No life can be well ended that has aot
been well spent; and what life bas been
well spent that hat had no purpose, that
has accomplisted no object, that has
realized no hopes?
There isons suf® way of attaining
what we may term, if nol utter, at
least mortal happiness; it is this—a sin-
cere and unrelaxing activity for the
happiness of othas.
Charity makes the best construction
of things and parsoss, excuses weak-
ness, extenuates miscarnage, makes
the best of everything, forgives every-
body and serves sil.
The every-day ¢ares and duties, which
mien call drudgery, are the weights and
counter-poises of the clock of time,
giving its pendulum a true vibration,
and its hao a feguiar motion,
True modesty is beautiful because it
announces the supremacy of the idea of
perfection in mind, and at the same
time gives trutk and sincerity the vic.
torg over force and vanity,
Any work, ns matter how humble,
that a man honors by efficient labor
and steady apglication, will be found
importans enough Lo secure respect for
himself aud credit for his name,
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